Thank you for reading, please rate and feedback is always welcome. Reminder all characters and locations are fictional, and everyone is 18 years of age or older at the time any sexual encounters occur. This is also an entry into the Halloween 2024 story contest.
Note: There is some mild anal sex within this story. Although this is part of the story line, it is also something that can be skipped over if desired.
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July 21, 2024 - Today we gathered at the house to celebrate my mother's 41st birthday. With Gabrielle's birthday being today, that means that my birthday is tomorrow, and I will be turning 19 with my twin brother James. Not to be confusing, but my name is also Gabrielle.
It has been a tradition to name the first-born daughter in the family after my Fourth Great Grandmother, Gabrielle, who was born in 1873. I am the seventh generation of Gabrielle's, and the odd thing is that each of our birthdays falls within this same week in the middle of July.
I reside with my parents and my twin brother in the family home constructed in 1890. It has been remodeled a few times, but the bones of the home are the original 1890 home. My Grandma used to reside in this house, but she relocated soon after she was married for the second time. She passed the house onto my mother so she could have enough room to raise a family, but we still receive visits from Grandma on special occasions.
Nothing seemed unusual as I was growing up in this old house. My parents would leave to go to work, and I would reluctantly walk to school with my brother. We had quite a lot of friends around the neighborhood and were constantly over at each other's homes to play or have sleepovers.
The only thing that might be considered strange is when Halloween rolls around. However, I didn't start to truly catch on to anything strange until I started getting a little older. My parents never took us Trick or Treating because they always had a party they had to attend. Because of this, my brother and I always went with our neighbors collecting candy. There might be a sleepover planned or we would stay at the neighbors until my parents got home.
Once I became a teenager, we still went Trick or Treating with the neighbors, but I started to notice that the car never left the drive. I vividly remember when I was 14, it was raining so heavily that our costumes were ruined even before we got to the first house. We made just a couple more stops and decided to call it a night.
I walked inside the house and went straight to my room to change. I noticed my parents going into a room that I was forbidden from entering. I quickly changed and quietly walked back to that door. I could hear them making noises that sounded like they were having sex. I continued to listen until things got very quiet. I quickly made my way down the stairs so I wouldn't get caught listening in on their activities. I expected them to make their way downstairs to head to their party, but they never did, and I ended up going to bed before they left that room.
I always wondered what party my parents said they were going to, but then somehow never left the house on the night of Halloween. I never asked my mother about that room, as I felt forbidden to enter also translated into also forbidden to discuss, so I put that night behind me and haven't truly thought about it since then.
The next morning was my birthday, and I felt like sleeping in. However, my mother must have already been up, and I smelled the morning coffee brewing. I haven't gotten used to the taste of coffee, but once I smell it, I am not able to go back to sleep.
I walked downstairs and my mother said, "First off, Happy Birthday. I have been waiting 19 years to have this conversation with you. It seems like only yesterday that I gave birth to you and your brother, but now you are old enough to hear the details about our family legacy." She grabbed a cup of coffee and led me into the living room.
As we sat down, she continued, "Shortly after this house was built, your Fourth Great Grandmother, Gabrielle, turned 19. The story goes that her mother came in from working in the garden to find her having sex with her twin brother in the forbidden room upstairs. Turns out that her mother was also a witch, and she placed a curse on her and the next ten generations of this family. Being that you are only the seventh generation, you will also need to tell this story to your first-born daughter about the curse."
At this point I couldn't interrupt, as I didn't completely understand what she was telling me to garner a comment.
My mother continued, "On Halloween night and only while in the forbidden room, our pussies become time machines. Along with the man that is fucking us, our pussies are triggered to transport us to the family orgy location when your pussy receives the load from your man. I remember the 19-year-old orgy was hosted by your Great Grandmother in 1958. I don't quite remember where the 41-year-old orgy will be taking place, but I know it will be all kinds of fun."
"So, let me get this straight," I said, "On Halloween night, our pussies become time machines that are powered by sperm! Transporting us to a location where we have an orgy with other members of our own family? Will you be there?"
She answered, "Of course, but it is the 19-year-old version of myself that you will meet at your orgy."
I asked, "So I have about three months to find a boyfriend and convince him that he needs to have sex with me on Halloween night?"
"Actually," my mother explained, "I can tell you that you don't find a man before then. You must persuade your brother to join you for a grand night of incest."