My Big Family

I would like to thank Monty for editing this chapter, it wouldn't be as good without his efforts

It dawns on me as I stare at Tianna, (my cousin, I normally call her Tia). She's ranting about how unfair her mother is to her while her mother and I are seated. We'd been enjoying a little bit of small talk before Tia entered in a rage. I have a front row seat to the epic meltdown unfolding, but how did I get here?

Some weeks ago, on a trip to my Grandfather's house, Tia had basically shot down my first attempt to reignite our incestuous relationship. I wanted to talk about it but she brushed it off as me being overly horny. Then some days later, Kianna (her sister) mentioned she got some cool job as a makeup artist on some reality TV show. All those years obsessing over those shows has paid off for her, and it means she'll be leaving the City. Moving to the west coast, living the life she's always wanted to live.

I am happy for her which surprises me. She is still family after all, yet that doesn't ease my frustration. I made it a mission to seduce all of the ladies, and so help me, I'll accomplish this mission before the end of the year. So I've had to put all my focus and efforts on Tianna. I've stalked her socials, although unfortunately, she really isn't above blocking me, which she eventually did, after I once again broached the topic of our sexual past.

So I can only talk, or see her, in person and visiting her workplace feels creepy. Borderline obsessive. I considered blackmail but she is just as connected to the family grapevine as I am. Maybe more so, she probably has as much dirt on me as I have on her. She's always been particularly conniving, and frustratingly aware. It's hard to fool her, or even play a practical joke, given how deceptively perceptive she is. Yet she's also extremely paranoid, which is why she's screaming at her mom.

As of now I've gone-for-broke and almost resolved myself to failure. While sitting in Aunt Carah's, (my Mom's twin sister) house, I'm trying to figure out what to do, while waiting for Tia to get back home. I pretend that I came to see my Aunt, which, sadly is not the case. I'm desperate and Tia is leaving in a week.

So this weekend I plan to stay over, luckily Seon has found a part time job at the local library. So I don't have to worry too much about her. As a matter of fact, she usually leaves my balls completely drained, to compensate for her unreadiness for sex. It's quite cute, but also exhausting living with her. Any excuse and she'll suck me off, however, her new job means I can finally breathe. I can actually feel lustful attraction for other women again.

Tia is on my mind. She's been on my mind for months in truth. Her big chest and exotic light brown skin. She's so much lighter than the rest of the family so it makes her stand out. Skin she inherited from her father, with her crazy sexy curves and thighs almost as thick as her sister. It's hard to even explain just how horny she makes me. She isn't a prude either, wearing the most outrageous outfits. Shorts that barely cover her ass, skirts that fall just below it, bras that push her breast up and high.

Her body is the full package. There's nothing she doesn't have. Aside from one thing, a tolerable personality. As stated before, she barges in with a mood. I can tell by the trepidation on my Aunt's face, she's been calm until this moment. Yet she can tell just from Tia's mannerisms what's about to happen.

"Mom! Did you put my halter top in the laundry basket?"

Aunt Carah sighs, "Sweetie, we have a guest over," she whispers.

She was minding her own business and reading her book. I sat adjacent to her, on the sofa scrolling my phone.

"Guests, you mean Morgan. He's just here because he's obsessed with me," she says in a blasé tone. Calling me out herself.

"Dear, Morgan came to see me. It's not always about you," she replies.

"Mom, answer me," Tia shouts, "Did you add my clothes to the laundry basket?"

"I did hun, and why does that seem to have made you mad?"

"You know damn well that your demonic daughter likes to take my clothes, that's why I told you not to mix our stuff up. I just saw her wearing it on her instagram status. Why am I painted to be the villain when she always takes my stuff without asking? I'm always the one who ends up looking crazy, because you can't discipline her."

Tia rants on and on about how unfair it is to live there. That she has to stand dealing with her mother and Kia, who from what I understand slept over a few days ago. It was only for a few nights, due to the obligations she has to their nearby church. In any case, it isn't unusual for them to exchange clothes. They do it so often that I can't really tell whose clothes they belong to. It's one of the few times they actually get along, when they are busy trying to figure out which outfit would look best on the other. This is a distant memory compared to how they are now.

This is relevant to the revelation I have. I realise in this moment that Tia feels insulted that Kia stole something from her. The snake that bit me is Tia screaming and shouting how she is going to get back at Kia. Even though I am pretty sure Kia probably bought the same top for herself. It doesn't change the fact that Tia always finds a way to be overdramatic and this wasn't any different.

What is different though was her response, she is invested in that top. A flimsy piece of clothing and she wants it so badly. Simply because she thinks that her sister took it. So I think to myself, what if I become that piece of clothing. What if the key to Tia's moist pussy is Kia. Her older and more mature sister who only last week insisted I visit her office and fuck her in the women's bathroom.

I have an entire weekend to prove this and so I quickly excuse myself from the ongoing mother-daughter argument.

I dial.

One ring later and I get an answer.

"Hi Morgan, did you miss me?" Kia says after answering her phone.

"I missed a certain part of you," I flirt.

"Eww you creep. Can't you just say yes, I missed you oh wonderful queen Kia," she jokes. I could even imagine the pose she did as she said that.

"Maybe, but for now I definitely need you to come to your mom's place," I explain.

"Um, why? Pretty sure that's where Tia is. From the messages she sent me, she's in psycho devil sister mode. I didn't even know she owned a halter top like this, but that's Tia for you. Why are you there?"

I think about explaining that I am trying to seduce Tia. Then I remember that the last person I would want to know about this is Kia. Their rivalry goes way back, so it's far beyond me to try and create peace -- at least for now.

"I promised your Mom that I'd stay over for the weekend," I reply.

"That's so sweet, you know I think she has the same bug the rest of us girls have. The Morgan love-bug, but she sort of doesn't show it when you're around. She's kinda lonely you know, so thanks Morgan. She really needs company that isn't some psychopathic girl who acts like she's still sixteen."

"Yeah but I am bored as hell, and I don't think sitting in silence is very fun. Maybe if you were here to help mediate conversations, it could get things going along smoothly," I reply, trying to find the most fitting excuse.

"I don't know Morgan. Mom isn't a talkative person. She's comfortable being quiet. Your Mom is the talker, as you know, so just be calm. If she has something to say, she'll say it."

I rub my head because at this moment, I don't know what else to say to convince her, so I just go for it.

"Okay, you know what. Let me stop beating around the bush, I want to fuck you so hard in this house. This house, where you grew up, and I want to do it so bad. I keep thinking about you struggling to muffle your screams because you're afraid your Mom will hear you. I keep thinking about you begging me to stop, while biting your old pillows. Pleading for mercy and barely able to walk into your kitchen the next morning. Does that send the message to you?"

There's a pause, an agonizing wait before I hear long heavy breathes from the other side. Her slow heaves fill my ears, and before long it's almost like she's hyperventilating.

"Fuck! Okay, I need to pack. I'll be there in an hour. Is that okay baby?"

"Very, see you soon."

I strut back into the room, feeling two feet taller to find a now silent Tia. She's sitting where I sat, with her mother scowling at her book. She's also resigned herself to doom scrolling on her phone, so I pretend to ignore her. Striking conversation with her mother instead. I realise that for this to work I have to pretend she doesn't exist. That means no wandering eyes and no conversations of any kind. Avoid any and all greetings if possible. It's possibly one of the hardest things I'll ever have to do, particularly the wandering eyes.

I do a good job though, so good that she angrily grunts in my general direction then leaves the room. She slams her bedroom door shut, loud enough for Aunt Carah and I to notice. She shakes her head in disappointment, but I just laugh it off. Kia arrives half an hour later, and she finds me charming her mother with comedic stories from my past. Mostly funny incidents that occurred when I was a kid. The harmless pranks I played on my poor Mom. My Aunt has never heard of these before and she has her own rivalry with my mother, particularly, about who the matriarch is.

"Hi hi," Kia says out-loud.

"Oh hun, I wasn't expecting you," Aunt Carah says.

"I heard Morgan came to see you and I thought let's make it a full house. Like before when he'd visit with his Mom," she explains.

She then throws me a cheeky grin before playfully caresses my hair. It's her way of acknowledging that she was really here for a hard fucking. What a naughty sis she is.

"Oh wow, first my birthday, now surprise visits. You kids are really wonderful," she says with a smile.

She gets up and gives her daughter a hug.

"Let me get you guys some snacks, maybe we can watch a movie. Oh... I should warn you that Tia is in one of her moods, I don't think we should be talking to her for a bit. Especially you, I won't have any more shouting today."

"I can handle her, I used to have to deal with her daily. So Mom, how have you been?"

The two ladies head to the kitchen and return with a bowl of chips and some cans of soda. I feel like a kid again, reminiscing back to when my aunt used to spoil me. I just sit and quietly watch TV while chewing. I'm calmly plotting my next move and I know that Tia has a routine. She never goes to sleep without a hot shower, so I know where the first provocation will take place. I also listen in as Kia gets her Mom to go on and on about the book she's been reading.

It isn't my cup of tea but they share similar tastes. I pretend not to be paying attention, but soon I realise that the book they are discussing isn't rated PG. The topics at hand are as dramatic as they are raunchy. They are talking about smut. Personally I don't know if I am supposed to be disturbed or intrigued that Kia has developed such a strong relationship with her mother. One which gives her the freedom to blatantly discuss sexual topics in the lounge, front and center. Not only that, but to do it while I am right here. It's brazen but then again, so am I. Seems a lot of the ladies in this family are freaks in their own way.

I excuse myself, "So, I'm going to go take a shower then hit the hay. Hope you guys don't stay up all night discussing lewd things," I tease.

Just as I reach the hall, I look back and take a short glance at the two ladies in the lounge. I notice the swollen cheeks and naughty smile on my aunt, complemented by the adorable giggles coming from Kia. They clearly find amusement in my teasing joke. I find it cute but I have to cut their fun time short, I'm still kind of horny and their talk actually reignited me. So once I get in the bathroom I sit on the edge of the toilet and text Kia.

Morgan: "I need you to come to the bathroom right now!"

Kia: "I'm talking to Mom, she can't stop yapping. Give me a few..."

Morgan: "My balls are about to explode, hurry it up"

Kia: "I said wait jackass, you can warm yourself up while you wait"

Morgan: "How, by shoving it inside a toilet paper roll"

Kia: "Jack it, Jackass..."

Morgan: "fine!"

I rub my forehead then lock the bathroom door before I start stroking my semi hard cock. I haven't cum in over two days which is the first time I've gone this long since Seon arrived. I have to assume her presence alone has increased my need for sexual release as it's become normal for her to milk me with her tongue and mouth. I don't masturbate all that much so my hands aren't necessarily equipped to get me off, but they do the trick and get me fully erect. Not long after my cock is sweaty and swollen, veins look to burst out as I imagine one thing only.

I suddenly hear the notification bell, and check my phone.

Kia: "Show me, ;)?"

I oblige Kia's request, but I'm not there to see her reaction. I imagine it made her mouth gape wide open and oftentimes she sighs when she sees it. So I probably won't need to wait long for her to join me in the bathroom. Now to set the plan in motion, I decided to call Tia. It's weird to call someone who is in the same house but it's better than walking into her room with a raging boner.

"Pant...pant. What is it Morgan, did your dumbass slip and fall in the bathroom? I'm kind of busy right now," she growls.

"I just wanted to tell you that I know you like to shower before bed, so I'm almost done and I saved some hot water for you," I explain.

"Okay, thanks, bye!"

"Wait, I must also warn you that your sister isn't too happy about the messages you sent her. So she probably has plans to use up all the hot water before you get to bath. This is just me calling to warn you to check if I'm done in case she does so," I say, devilishly smiling at my white lie.

"Hmm, well it's just like her to be petty like that," this is the pot truly calling the kettle black.

"Thanks for the tip, I'll come by later to see if you're done."

"Cool, hey quick question, were you... " she cuts the call before I can ask her why she's panting.

Suddenly the door snaps, but doesn't open since I locked it.

Bang-bang-bang!

rapid series of bangs on the bathroom door follow.

Looks like someone desperately wants to get in. I open it and a perspiring Kia walks in, notices my still hard cock dangling between my legs. She shuts the door and locks it before undressing me completely. I'm now stark naked while she's still wearing a maroon pencil skirt and black blouse. Her mouth engulfs me with ease, deep throating me on the first attempt. She moans and vibrates her pleasure right into my rod while slowly undressing herself. She keeps this up until she exposes her breasts and dark chocolate brown nipples. She pinches them hard and moans again into my dick.

"Ahh fuck," I say as I join her with a groan of my own.

I keep my bearings, and think about the plan. I pretend to struggle staying upright and lean on the wall. I then reach for the door latch and as quietly as I can, unlock the door. Luckily, Kia prefers to close her eyes when sucking my cock. She prefers to savor the meal served to her, several inches of thick black meat. I'm so lucky to have such a willing woman as a lover. I'm fortunate to have multiple willing lovers. Kia then gets up and pulls me in for a sloppy wet kiss. She's already got her mouth covered in her dribble from all the deep throating and self-gagging she did. She likes to be nasty like that, to be a freaky bitch if she can.

"Let's get in the shower, I don't want Mom being able to hear us," she says.

I nod and help her remove her skirt, leaving her beautiful ass exposed. I can't help but smack it a bit prompting her to bend over and shake it for me. We playfully tease one another, this mainly being her rubbing her ass into me while I give it light taps and smacks. Her loud gasp-like moans ring around the room and the smell of her tasty wet pussy fills air.

The musky scent is intoxicating, she doesn't take long to get going, she never does. Being slutty turns her on more than most things and nothing sluttier than presenting your bare naked behind to your cousin in your mothers bathroom. We spend a lot of time just being in this hypnotic position until droplets of her juices drip down to the shower floor and Kia is shaking.

I pull her up and guide her to the shower and after we enter the glass box, Kia gets back on her knees. She's unwilling to service herself until she has serviced me. She starts sucking, and I open the warm water. She tries to go further than before, so far, she's yet to take every inch of me in her mouth.

Something snaps once we're in this position, and she's. I can't explain it, I can only describe it as an addiction to the taste of my dick. She shoves her mouth as far forward as her throat would let her, trying to get every inch inside. She succeeds but coughs loud and violently in the process. I am impressed that Seon was able to do this regularly while Kianna struggles. It doesn't really matter though as it's clear that treating herself like this has some sort of effect on her.

She furiously rubs herself as she sucks my cock, symbolically begging me to drop a large load down her throat. There must be something about the women in my family, the effect my cock has on their minds. When they suck it, they absolutely lose control and she's no different.

I hold her hair up, while warm water crashes onto our hot bodies. We are just wet, hot, horny, moaning and groaning. Kia's pussy joins the sounds in the room as the sloshing noise takes center stage. It grabs my attention and I don't recognise it immediately. Only when I see her spasming beneath me does it register that it's her warm wet cunt making that glorious sloshing sound. Her body momentarily loses control and she spits my cock out.

"Ahh fuck I love sucking this big cock of yours," she gasps. Trembling as she praises me.

I noticed a small stream of cream dripping onto the floor beneath her, she really just came from sucking my cock. Incredible. Before I can say anything more, there's a knock at the door.

"Morgan, are you in there?" It's Tia.

Kia is shocked into a halt, "What is she doing here?" she mutters. I shrug and remain silent.

"Tell her to go away!" she urges.

I don't have any plans to shoo her away, I need the shock of seeing us together to hit Tia in the face. So I pretend to be confused, trying to make it seem like I'm just as frightened as she is. I haphazardly stammer a response.

"I....ahh...ahh..." I say, trying to entice Tia to check.

"Who's talking, Kia or Morgan...?"

"Answer her," Kia whispers, desperate for me to get rid of her younger sister.

"What?" I say, hoping she speaks loud enough for Tia to hear.

"I said, tell her to go away!" she says a little bit louder.

"What should I say to do that?" I say a bit louder, trying to capture the attention of the Tia outside.

"What! Morgan, you're not this dumb. Just tell her you're showering," she explains.

I pause...

Then begin to mouth a response when the door quickly opens. "Morgan, for fuck sake just tell me if you're done," Tia says as she enters.

She looks up and straight at me. For a few moments she actually doesn't even see Kia because of the obscured glass so I stand still with my dick still hard.

"Morgan, I have seen your dick before so don't act shocked. I just want to remind you to tell me when you're," she says but doesn't finish her sentence. She looks down, "Is that Kia?"

She finally notices.

"You sick disgusting fuckers, what are you doing?"