It Started With 2 Part 4: Christmas Eve
AN: Revision 1/2025 - With the blessing of the author, I have created this version of the My Sister Eva by dezurtdawg. If you haven't read that story I highly recommend it. All characters in sexual activities are 18 or older. Nitpickers, please accept that the narrative occasionally is the first person from the POV of the main character and that the grammar is how I intended it to be. Thank you and I hope that you enjoy this story. Let me know what you think.
~ December ~
It was the middle of December and almost an entire month had passed for myself and my four lovely lady lovers. During that time the weather in California has cooled down but it is still warmer than the midwest and the east coast. At that same time, I have since moved from my old room on the second floor of my family's house to the basement. Realizing that if I was going to have relations with two of the four women (my mother and sister) I needed someplace where they could be noisy and not risk rousing my father from his deep sleep.
I ran the idea by my mother/lover and we decided the best idea was for me to move downstairs. So I made my case to my father that the basement room wasn't being used as a family room any longer and that I could use more space. Dad was down there so infrequently these days that he didn't care and neither Mom nor Evie argued as they knew the real reason I wanted the space. As the family room was located two stories down from where everyone slept and was soundproofed, it meant that anyone who opted to share my bed with me for the night could be as loud as they wished and not risk waking the head of the house.
My smart and beautiful sister Evie helped me design the room as she was majoring in design in college. One of the biggest changes she recommended was that Dad buy me a Murphy bed (a retractable wall bed) so that it wouldn't take up a lot of usable space until I (we) needed it. She found the perfect one to go with my computer desk and we donated the couch to Goodwill. The girls helped me move my personal effects while my Dad and I carried the desk, chairs, and other such furniture. Mom and Evie gave me their input on how best to configure the room around my Murphy bed which Dad had professionally installed.
Once the room was ready Evie kissed my cheek and Amber kissed me goodbye as she had to return home at her family's request. Amber spends at least three days a week at my family's house (sometimes four). Evie made a comment for my Dad's ears that she was going to Amber's for the evening. The two drove off or so my Dad believed as Evie simply walked around the house to the rear basement door. She had given Amber the keys to her Acura and she drove it home with the intention of returning it tomorrow when she returned.
My mother then took my father out for dinner which I passed on as I had already ordered take-out set to arrive shortly after they departed. Sure enough, Mom sent out a text to Evie and I as soon as they were down the street and Evie let herself back into the basement. I was upstairs awaiting the arrival of our dinner. Evie found the fold-out table all setup, candles lit, and a bottle of red wine poured and awaiting our dinner. Dinner was Italian, ironically where Mom was having Dad take her, and I brought the food down and served it to my beautiful companion. Evie and I listened to soft music while we dined and once we were done eating we took the garbage upstairs to the kitchen along with the dinnerware and then adjourned to our bathroom where we stripped out of our clothes and showered together.
As we knew how long our parents took to eat we enjoyed the intimacy of washing each other off, kissing passionately under the water. After we were clean and dry we returned to the basement, naked, where we pulled down the bed and slipped in under the covers. We made love like a couple of newlyweds, stopping only briefly when Mom sent us a text saying they were about to walk in. Yes, the room was sound proof but why tempt fate? When Dad was on the second floor the person was to send a second text saying AC (all clear). Should Dad need to run back down the person is to follow up with a BT (backtracking) to alert us to this change of situations. As it is usually Mom she will then text me that the all again.
As soon as the AC came in my sexy older sister rolled onto her back, parted her legs, and had me mount and breed her. She is so vocal that if there are any faults in the soundproofing we are sure to learn about it either right away or when our parents confront us in the morning. As Dad didn't come running down we figured all was well and made love until we passed out in the early morning hours. Obviously, Evie slept in the basement and didn't get up until after my father had left for work the next day. We were women up when Mom finally came down to wake us up with a sexy kiss.
Mom/Bekkah got to test out the new bed with me on night two as Dad had to stay late. When he called Mom informed him that she was going out with my Aunt Jessica for the evening and probably wouldn't be back until either very late or in the morning before he left for work. She got my aunt to cover for her promising to explain to her over the holidays why it was that she was covering for her older sister. When I asked her about what she was going to tell my aunt Bekkah stated that she would make something up that was believable.
The next night was Friday and Amber's turn to find out for herself how amazing our new bed was. As Amber was over far more often than Dad was used to he mentioned this to my mother who informed him about the relationship that I had with Amber. Dad was impressed that I had landed Amber and when he talked to me about it told me so. While he didn't go into the whole birds and bees speech again he did remind me to take precautions and I informed him that the issue was covered. That night after everyone said good night Amber and I showered in the bathroom together. It was nice not having to sneak around for once. Per my Mom's request, Amber wore a robe (a nice lacy number) and I pulled on a pair of sweatpants for our trip down to the basement.
Amber divested herself of the robe as soon as the door to the basement was shut and locked. I did the same. I picked my lover up bridal style and carried her over to the concealed Murphy bed and watched my naked lover pull on the handle and the bed came down into position. I lay my lover down in the center of the bed and once under the sheets, we made love well into the early morning Saturday hours. Amber lasted her usual three climaxes but she has been working on her stamina as of late and while she still goes down for the count after three times she is lasting much longer now that she has become accustomed to my cock. I just take it as a challenge, a challenge that she thoroughly enjoys.
Unfortunately due to her schedule, I have seen my dear Felicia as often as I would like. Truth be told I only managed to be with her a handful of times over the last four weeks. As such she has not seen the basement nor have we christened the Murphy bed together.