A/N - Hello all. Glad to read so many positive comments from the first five chapters. With so much on my plate regarding everything I'm writing for this site, I'm pretty much writing chapters for any ongoing series whenever I find inspiration. I just have so many ideas knocking around in my head that I feel the need to get them down, so while I have an idea of where story is going, with most series I'm writing, I'll generally hit a wall and leave them for a while before returning.
Anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter and I'll try and get the next one started and up in a reasonable amount of time.
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Opening the door, I wasn't surprised to see Kim and Wendy arrive together. Both were dressed casually, both wearing a light-coloured blouse with a skirt to an inch or two above the knees. Kissing both of them softly, I invited them in, Aimee and Kyla in the living room already, greeting them as well. Mum called out 'Hello' from the kitchen, adding that she was just putting the finishing touches to our meal.
The four girls took a seat at the table as I grabbed a couple of bottles of wine from the fridge, pouring each of them and my mother a glass, while I stuck with bourbon with cola. Mum placed two large dishes in the middle of the table, one being Kim's favourite, the other being Wendy's. They thanked my mother, smiling at me as they knew I would have informed her what they liked, the six of us digging in and making casual conversation.
Mum had made a cheesecake for dessert, ensuring an appropriate liqueur was served alongside it. My sisters, Kim and Wendy were chatting away like old friends. With Kim, that would be true. She'd been a frequent visitor since we started primary school together at five years old. Wendy was just so nice and friendly; they would have felt they'd known her for just as long with an hour.
Retiring to the living room afterwards, I sat on the couch with Kim to my left, Wendy to my right. Taking a hand on theirs each, I cleared my throat. "There is an ulterior motive as to why you're both here tonight. I have a confession to make. It's a confession that might end with you leaving here tonight feeling different about not only me, but my family as well. All I ask is that you listen with an open-mind, and I'll answer any questions you have. Okay?"
I could sense both curiosity but also nerves from both. "Okay, Danny," Kim finally replied.
Taking a deep breath, I squeezed their hands, almost in reassurance, before I started. "Okay, so everyone here knows I dated Rachel for two years and, let's be honest, she spent two years leading me on. I'm not saying any man or woman is obliged to have sex with their partner, but the fact she cheated on me for a year is why I say she led me on. She admitted at our end of school formal that she thought I knew and accepted it. She was obviously wrong.
The night I found her with other men at Stacy's house obviously ended that relationship in an instant. I was rather drunk that night and don't remember getting home. What I was told the next morning was that, when I got home, I was drunk, rather horny, and quite suggestive in regard to my sisters and mother."
"Sexually suggestive?" Kim asked.
"Yes. I've always considered my mother a beautiful, mature woman. I know my father broke her heart, and she's had little luck in finding any sort of decent man to share her life with since then. I'm sure you would agree that Aimee and Kyla are utterly gorgeous as well."
"Of course," Wendy said.
Taking another deep breath, I continued. "During my relationship with Rachel, we didn't do too much what I'd call sexual. A lot of kissing, where looking back on it, and figuring where her mouth ended up a lot of the time, it does cause the occasional shudder. But apart from her allowing me to finger her, and a few half-hearted handjobs from her, there was nothing else sexual. She explained why since then, and if I looked at it from her twisted point of view, I can even understand to a degree. Doesn't change the fact she cheated on me and was, being blunt, a massive cocktease, happily fucking anyone else but leaving me, her boyfriend, high and dry every time."
"Why did you put up with it for so long?" Wendy wondered.
"It wasn't love, it was infatuation. I think all of us here can agree she's gorgeous, and she also had many moments when she was incredibly sweet. She was also a massive pain in the arse, but when you're infatuated, and desiring someone intimately, you find yourself putting up with a lot of shit. Anyway, back to that night, I get home, I'm drunk. I'm horny. I'm practically gagging to have sex with someone, and well, I may have been rather suggestive in regard to my mother and sisters.
Waking up the next morning, Kyla took care of me as I wasn't feeling particularly well. We showered together, mostly because she was worried about me passing out, but while in there, Mum made a joke about her sucking my cock. I thought it was just a joke, until I was told what I'd said earlier that morning. I thought nothing of it, but I'll admit, I've always been attracted to the three women in my life. I know you're not supposed to be but that's just how I've felt for a long time."
"Even with Rachel?" Kim asked.
"Mum knew I was being led on. Kyla simply never liked her. Aimee generally kept her opinion to herself. Whenever Rachel was over, I noticed the looks Kyla gave her. I'm sure Kyla wasn't aware I noticed, but while she was never outright rude, it was obvious how she felt. Anyway, they knew everything I'd been through during my relationship, so before returning to school at the beginning of the year, Mum made me an offer."
I took another deep breath; I squeezed their hands again.
"My first sexual experience in regards to a blowjob was with Kyla. My first sexual experience in regard to eating pussy was with Aimee. My first sexual experience in regard to making love was with my mother."
Silence before Wendy finally said, "Wow. Really?"
"Um, yeah. Mum sorted it out for me. She knew I was left frustrated with everything but didn't want me to lose my virginity with someone it wouldn't mean anything with. Mum knows how much I love her, so... Well, we went with something highly unusual." Glancing at Kim, she met my eyes, a small grin on her face. "I know it's a shock, Kim. And I understand..."
"Just processing, Danny. You're right, it's quite the shock." The lack of tone in her voice immediately concerned me.
"Are you still sleeping with any of your family?" Wendy asked. Her tone suggested curiosity.
"That's why I'm telling you both now. You and Kim accept that I've been with others. Obviously, telling anyone that I'm sleeping with my two sisters and mother would be quite difficult to share with anyone, let alone with the two women I love. But I couldn't keep this a secret... No, that's wrong. I've been lying about it, but... I felt, before the turn into the new year and you go off to university, I had to be honest about absolutely everything. You both accept I'll be with others, and I've told you about everyone else I've been with. It's got to the point..."
"I'm in love with him," Kyla whispered from her position on the floor in front of us, "I'm in love with him and I want a child with him."
I knew Wendy accepted immediately as she let go of my hand, sliding onto the floor and hugging my sister. No surprise Kyla burst into tears as she held onto Wendy tightly. "I guess we'll need to talk between ourselves soon," Wendy said softly.
"Kim?" I asked.
She met my eyes... Then she burst into tears and, before I could stop her, raced out of the house. Wendy and Kyla both stood up and readied themselves to chase her. Mum immediately raised her voice to get our attention. "She's going to need time to process this," she stated before looking at me, "You'll need to talk to her at a later time, Danny."
"I'll talk to her too," Wendy added.
"Why are you so okay with it?" Aimee wondered.
"I love Danny. And to be honest, the idea of him being with either of you, or your mother, is rather kinky. And, well, I'll make my own confession. You know erotic literature online? I love reading the incest stories of love between siblings." She took a deep breath before moving to sit next to me. "But fantasy and reality are very different beasts, Danny. I'm going to go home and process all of this."
"That's okay, Wendy. Just keep in touch."
Walking Wendy out to her car, we shared a long hug. She mostly whispered her reassurance that, once I've talked to Kim, she'll understand. It was just a lot of information and an unexpected confession which is why she was so upset. Watching her drive away, I couldn't stop myself from slumping, left wondering if I'd ruined my relationship with Kim.
