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There, no one will be any the wiser," she declared, sitting back down and smiling at me. "Even someone as innately suspicious as my sister."

"I'm learning way too much about that woman on this trip." I muttered.

***

The resort in Gatineau where everything was happening was pretty impressive, in fact. Mostly renowned as a deluxe ski lodge in the winter, it was a hotel surrounded by nature the rest of the year. There were a few locations meant to host outdoor weddings and it had extensive banquet facilities, one of which had been rented out for our friends' wedding reception.

We found parking and dad was checking us in with registration while mom was going over a few details. We all had our backbacks with us, the main luggage still awaiting dad and I to retrieve them. Dad returned with the room keys.

"You'll be happy to know that I secured three rooms," he declared, holding up the envelopes in which were contained our key cards. "They're all on three separate floors, however, not together."

"I don't object to some privacy," Alexa said, smiling. "Never know who I might meet."

"Yeah, me too." I added, making my mom snort.

"Anyway," dad continued, speaking before my mom and I got into it. "There's a jacuzzi in Karen's and my room, which we'll all be able to use. Your rooms don't have the jacuzzi amenity, but they're still pretty impressive, from what they told me."

"We're also here a full two days earlier than anyone else," I noted. "Sure the university can do without you two for that long?"

"Are you kidding?" mom answered. "They were ecstatic to get your father away from his work, they're still paranoid about his injury."

"You haven't had any complaints about my physical condition, I'd like to point out..." dad said to her.

"None whatsoever, champ," mom agreed. "Better yet, they even gave him some paid leave, so it's like the university is paying for our hotel rooms at this point. We thought it'd be fun to have a few days as a family before the hordes arrive and everything gets loud and drunk and crazy."

"I do love drunk girls at wedding receptions." Alexa agreed, smirking.

"Just make some minimal effort to ensure they're eighteen first, okay, Allie?" mom added, handing Alexa her room key.

"And save a few for your sister and Iyoooooof!" dad said before receiving an elbow to the ribs.

"What about me?" I protested. "No hopefully eighteen year-old girls left for me?"

Mom smirked and patted my shoulder as if I'd said something cute while dad handed me my key. "Your room has an emulator for both Xbox and Playstation games built into the TV, sport. I'd say your week is looking pretty booked."

"Thanks..." I grumbled sullenly while Alexa burst out laughing.

***

I closed the door to Alexa's room as we tumbled into it, kissing feverishly and groping one another. We'd already begun trying to remove one another's clothes outside her door, unwilling to wait a microsecond longer than we had to.

"Mmmmfffff, Alex..." she moaned through our kiss as she pulled my shirt off, exposing my chest and then fumbling with the buckle of my belt. "God, I need you in me!"

"I need to fuck you, Alexa." I panted, biting on her lower lip and tugging it, making her moan. I hastily pulled her shirt over her head, her magnificent breasts springing free of their confines. She'd already slipped her bra off under her shirt while we were in the elevator, heading to her room. Mom and dad had decided to go exploring for a bit around the premises. Knowing dad, that gave us at least an hour.

"Gnnnnn, yes!" she hissed, pushing my pants down. "You going to fuck me? You going to fuck your wife?"

"Yes," I said, picking her up and carrying her toward the bed, her jogging pants still on. "I'm gonna fuck you until the whole resort hears you scream and I cum in you!"

"God, yes, I want your cum in me!" she breathed, kneeling on all fours as I placed her on the bed. She squirmed her ass at me while I tried to pull her pants down, her eyes flashing with desire as she looked back at me. "Get that fucking beautiful cock in me, Alex!"

"Not before I have you begging, little girl!" I growled as I gripped her hips and pushed my tongue inside her already glistening pussy, making her shake and groan loudly. Her pants were still on, hugging her knees and almost pinning her. She squirmed at being restrained, but I was holding her firmly. She pressed her ass back against me and I pushed my tongue deeper inside her still.

"Gnnnnnnn!" she whined through gritted teeth, pressing her face down against the plush bed. "Alex..."

I loved the taste of Alexa. My aunt.

My wife.

I moaned into her pussy while lapping at it, my fingers flexing on her thighs. Alexa whimpered and squirmed, driving me wild as only she could. No one had ever got me as riled or turned me on as much as she could. Fucking her, making love to her, cumming in her and feeling her pleasure was all I ever wanted. Everything else seemed so damned irrelevant and unfair if it required my attention.

"Give me your cock, Alex," she rasped, her face already flushed pink. "I need it! Please..."

I scrambled onto the bed, lying on my back. Alexa knelt on all fours over me, her face above my throbbing manhood. Before I could say anything, she plunged her mouth down on it, sucking hard. I groaned and my toes curled at the exquisite, wet heat of her mouth around me. She bobbed up and down hungrily, her hand following her lips and pumping the length of my shaft.

Alexa moaned as I pulled her hips down and slithered my tongue around her throbbing clit while my fingers played with her pussylips, massaging them and pulling them wide to give her that delightful stretch she so loved. She almost screamed around my cock as I slid my fingers inside her, probing and wiggling into those tight depths.

"Yes, Alex..." she panted quietly, trying to control her voice. "Mmmm, yessss, fuck me with your fingers! I love how your tongue feels! Lick my clit, my love!"

Unwilling to disobey my goddess, I pushed my fingers deeper inside and snaked my tongue around her clit with renewed vigour. She writhed and squirmed on top of me fiendishly, all the while sucking my cock hungrily, like it was the last thing on earth she'd ever taste. Her juices were slathering my face, her heavenly scent permeating me.

She squealed in pleasure as I wiggled a finger inside of her ass, even while I slid two more in and out of her slit. Her grip on my shaft tightened in response while she sucked ardently. Her tongue swirled around the tip while she held it in her mouth and then sank down again, taking me in until her lips touched the base. She hummed, vibrating my cock and sending shivers of pleasure through me.

Panting like we were running a marathon, we both knew instinctively when it was time to fuck. She pulled her mouth off me and spun around hurriedly, looking down into my eyes as she straddled me. I was desperate to feel her pussy around my cock, my hips pushing up almost involuntarily. She grabbed hold of my throbbing shaft, pumping her hand up and down while she toyed the engorged head against her netherlips, teasing us both almost beyond endurance.

It could only be described as a cry of relief that we both let out when she sank down on my cock, burying me deep inside herself. She shuddered as I bottomed out, my cockhead almost touching her womb. Her eyes were shining with tears of joy as she smiled at me, her hands supporting her by resting on my chest.

"Back where I belong, my happy place," she whispered, holding still but squeezing me with her pussy muscles. "With my beloved, my nephew, my Alex... my husband... deep inside me."

My hands reached up and took hold of her prominent breasts, giving them a gentle squeeze. She arched her back and sighed, lost in bliss at my touch. I caressed her and she held still, just enjoying my touch. Her golden locks cascaded down her back and around her shoulders. Everywhere her silken skin touched me was simply Heaven.

Could I have been more in love?

She looked down and smiled at me again. "We haven't got long, we'll have to make this quick," she said, her fingers flexing against my chest. "We'll fuck like savages, get your cum in me and then shower to appear normal. Deal?"

By way of response, I thrust up with my hips while I squeezed her breasts, hard. She gasped and shuddered as my cock battered her pussy and I began pumping strongly.

"Fucking cheater!" she hissed as she began rocking her hips against me, keeping pace and squeezing with each thrust. Alexa was amazingly tight and her movements had me swooning before long. She ground and writhed over me, body trembling as we fucked ourselves into a frenzy. Her nails were beginning to dig into my skin, her legs clamping in around my waist. My hands almost mauled her breasts as she leaned down and pressed into me, her mouth jamming against mine while we kissed.

Tongues plunged and tangled desperately while we thrust against one another. Our panting breaths and the greedy sucking sounds of my cock and her pussy were all that we could hear. I felt our hearts thundering as we fucked, eager for our shared climax. She bit my shoulder while I reached down and massaged her ass, pulling the cheeks apart and making her keen.

Without any warning, I rolled over on top of her, pinning her beneath me and fucking her harder than ever. Alexa grunted and kissed me again, tongues once again locked in a duel. Our hips were starting to slap together, we were thrusting so hard against one another. The base of my cock thumped against her clit as I drove inside her. She was almost yelping into my mouth, her hands on my back, nails straking down my skin.

Neither of us needed to tell the other how close we were to cumming, we could feel it. Sweating bodies writhed and slapped, her tight tunnel gripping me fiercely while me cock was throbbing and swelling inside her, about to burst. The tingling sensation overwhelmed me as she screamed into my mouth.

I crushed Alexa to me as I came, her legs wrapping around my waist and pulling me inside her as deep as possible. My pearly offering filled her, almost squelching out because she was clenching so tight. Her cum slathered all over our midsections, trickling down her hips. I could almost feel my body contorting as it fed her my cum, desperate to please its goddess.

We collapsed in exhaustion, a tangle of sweaty limbs and untold pleasure. Chest heaved while our minds drifted and whirled on clouds of ecstasy. I was only dimly aware of my surroundings, feeling little more than the velvet touch of her body and the wet vise of her pussy, still milking my cock for cum.

Finally, we both stirred. I looked down into her eyes for several seconds before we shared a deep, soulful and loving kiss. Tongues didn't tangle so much as caress one another, a gentle dance with the deepest feelings expressed.

Her deep, glassy eyes looked up into mine as she caressed my face. There was almost a sense of wonderment in her expression, and I had to admit, I could identify readily- what had I ever done to deserve her?

"I know it sounds insane to say," she said in a voice barely above a whisper. "But there is truly nothing on earth I want more right this second than to think that your making a baby inside me."

"I would love that," I said gently, nodding and meaning it. "You having my baby sounds like the best thing to ever happen. Period."

We kissed again deeply, my still-hard cock sliding in and out of her pussy slowly, while she rocked her hips, taking me inside her. Bonded like this, we needed nothing else in creation. We were perfect. Finally, my erection subsided and I slipped out of her, helping Alexa off the bed. We went into the bathroom and she sat down on the commode, having to pee. She kept me close, holding me by the hips and sliding her mouth back and forth on my cock while I gently clasped her head. She murmured about how in love with me she was, how much she treasured our alone time.

Alexa looked up at me, her mouth leaving my cock. "Do you think we have time to shower together?" she asked. "Or should we not risk it?"

"If we shower together, we'll end up in a tangle, you know it." I replied, thinking it over. "And while I think it's unlikely that mom and dad would be back in time to interrupt us, it's probably best not to skimp on the timing, you know?"

"You're right," she sighed, not liking the logic but accepting it. "I suppose you'd better get back to your room and shower there. At least then you can look like you've been goofing around on your video games when they get back, right?"

"How come I'm always the twerp with no appeal or sex drive?" I laughed.

"Because they already know I'm a depraved European lesbian, while you've been a gaming nerk your whole life," she answered, winking and giving my cock a kiss. "Now get going, before I just drag you into my shower with me and let you rape me."

"As you will, your majesty." I chuckled, leaning down and kissing her on top of the head before exiting the bathroom. I got dressed and hurried back to my room, taking a badly-needed shower. Once that part of the operation was finished, I laid down on my bed and began exploring my gaming options on the entertainment system. Some fifteen minutes later, my phone buzzed with a text from my mom.

"Dinner in 30 min. Meet in lounge. Dress nice. Bring aunt."

I sighed and began fumbling through my wardrobe, looking for an acceptable outfit. We were staying at a ski resort, so I went with a distressingly preppy look, refraining from popping my collar. I had just put on my preppy loafers when there was a knock at the door. Alexa beamed a dazzling smile at me when I answered.

"Well, don't you look pretentiously handsome," she quipped, sauntering into my room. She was wearing a sundress I hadn't seen on her yet, a cornflower blue with embroidered blossoms accenting it. The skirt portion ended somewhere around mid-thigh and billowed beautifully. The top barely contained her bust, the two straps deserving of the Victoria Cross for the job they did supporting her. Sandals completed her ensemble, her hair tied back in a ponytail. "Ready to go?"

"With you on my arm, I'm ready for anything." I said, leading her out the door.

***

We spent the next two days just relaxing and having fun. We did many things as a family, whether it was hiking around the expansive property, rowing on the nearby lake, going into town to shop and sightsee or just hanging around, usually in mom and dad's jacuzzi. This was where we were all sitting, the night before everyone was due to arrive. Thanks to the rather impressive foam and distortion generated by the powerful jets, mom had decided that the whirlpool was a skin-only zone.

"Not uncomfortable for you to be like around us like this, is it, Alli?" mom asked as we all sat inside the tub. The water level was high enough that mom and Alexa's breasts were both submerged below the waterline. It came up to mid-chest for me, while it barely touched the bottom of dad's pronounced pecs. How there was any room for the rest of us while he was in the tub was a mystery, but it also explained why the water level was so high.

"Not at all," Alexa said simply. "Most of the beaches and resorts and such that I chose to hang around at were clothing free, not to mention co-ed. Nudity is not a taboo for me at all."

"It isn't for Dave Draper here either," mom said, tilting her head toward dad. He gave her a sidelong look and then went back to staring over all our heads. "He can be remarkably difficult to keep in clothes. He's worse than a four year-old that way."

"At least until Patron finds its way into Karen," dad interjected. "Then I look like a Carthusian monk in comparison."

"Oh, hush, that was one time," mom scolded, smirking at some memory. "Not that bad."

"Actually, six Patron-related scandals," dad corrected. "And that's just the ones where questions got asked."

"You and your eidetic memory," mom sighed. "It's true, I generally lose one major article of clothing per agave-based drink I have. Let's just say I'll be avoiding Patron at the wedding reception."

"Sounds like a good idea," Alexa agreed. "Hard for me to make a play for girls if you're getting all the attention because you're naked."

"I don't think you're in any danger of a lack of attention," mom replied. "You're going to be hands-down the most gorgeous woman here all week."

Alexa blushed.

"It's true," mom continued. "We could roll you in mud and bird droppings and you're still going to be prettier than the bride. I'm not saying she's a schnauzer, but she's not my baby sister by a long shot."

"Well, thanks," Alexa said humbly, still obviously embarrassed by the compliment. "Hopefully there'll be some liberated girls around."

"As long as you're willing to put up with the endless hordes of males who will be pawing at you," mom muttered. "Alex, she's technically your date, so you make sure you do everything you can to keep the horny slugs off her while she hunts for girls."

"That'll make my personal hunt for fun easy," I grunted. I was only interested in Alexa, but I had to play the part. And if mom seemed capricious, it's only because she was looking out for her little sister, who had only just rejoined her life. "What if I get lucky?"

"Then I've got Godzilla here as backup," mom said, indicating dad. "I'd just rather not have to unleash him, because of his injury and also because he's scary."

"I can take care of myself, I don't really need a bodyguard." Alexa said helpfully.

"Everyone knows that Alex is your nephew and your date to this shindig," mom reasoned. "It shouldn't be too big an issue, but sometimes men get drunk and leave their reasoning at the bar."

"Well, I couldn't ask for a better chaperone." Alexa said sweetly, smiling as she reached over to pat me on the shoulder. "I'll see if I can fix him up with some pretty young thing."

She then excused herself to go and use the restroom. She stood up and clambered out of the tub and wiggled away, not at all bothered by our presence. I kept looking out the window while dad and mom followed her exit from the room. Mom just shook her head and sighed.

"That girl has no flaws," she said. "Did you see that ass?"

"Yup," dad agreed, nodding. "Good thing she's your sister and not a student, eh?"

"Tits for days," mom added. "How did she get those and I didn't?"

"You do have them!" dad laughed. "And the ass. Her package is just newer than yours."

"I can't believe you two are talking about my aunt's tits and ass," I muttered, trying to sound disconcerted. "Blood relative, remember?"

"Yes, and we're both just lamenting that fact," mom agreed. "Besides, you're a red-blooded young man who's seen her boobs. They're amazing, aren't they?"

Dad looked at mom. "Alex has seen her boobs?"

"Yeah, she went into the basement and flashed him one day to wake him up," mom replied, snickering as she remembered the incident. "Should've heard him yelp."

"Can we please stop talking about my aunt's jugs?" I groused, hopefully sounding convincing. I wanted nothing more than to agree with them, but I couldn't really do that now, could I?

Alexa returned, climbing back in. I made a point of not looking again, which sucked. "So, what'd I miss?"

"Michael and I were commenting that you had an amazing figure and Alex is whining because we were talking about your cans."

"What, these?" Alexa asked, turning to face me and raising herself out of the water enough that her glistening breasts were visible. "What's the big deal? They're just boobs, ever woman has them."

I didn't look, while my mother and father started to snicker.

"I mean, they're just lumps of fat, right?" Alexa continued, swaying them back and forth. "Big, soft, jiggly lumps of fat, covered in silky skin.""That's it, I'm outta here," I announced, standing suddenly and climbing out of the tub and stomping over to get my towel. "You people are crazy. I'll be in my room."

"Nice butt, nephew!" I heard Alexa call at me while my mother began laughing. I wrapped my towel around my middle and exited the room, heading down the hallway.

Fifteen seconds later, right on cue, Alexa came out of the hotel room and jogged down the hallway toward me, wrapped up in a towel. I paused and waited for her. With a huge grin, she pulled me around the corner into the ice dispensary alcove. She pressed herself to me and we kissed heatedly. She reached under my towel and massaged my cock with her hand, which was making me swell rapidly.

"They sent me to get you," she said finally, taking her hand out from under my towel and just putting her arms around my shoulders. "You're doing a really good job of throwing them off the trail, you know."

"Good," I agreed, nodding. "Sucks that I have to do it, but necessary."

"I know," she cooed, smiling warmly. "I'll stop teasing so much, so that you can stay put for a bit. Just keep acting uncomfortable, or if you do have to look at me, be polite, like you don't want to. They're buying it."

"Now I just need to wait for this hard-on you gave me to go away." I muttered.

"Oh, no problem," she said, grabbing a large cube of ice from the tray in the dispenser and reaching under my towel to press it against my cock. I shuddered, my eyes going wide as the cold splintered through my groin, making me soften and shrink almost immediately. "All gone!"

She gave me a final peck on the cheek and led me in triumph back to my parent's hotel room. The rest of the jacuzzi session was a relaxing one.

***

People began arriving the following day. The Duscheney family showed up first, of course, and there was an ecstatic reunion between my mother and her friend. Dad and I were polite and genial with people, staying out of the way while they fawned all over my aunt. Once it was known there was a hot tub in my parents' room, the women all decided that they needed to try it out. Dad took me for a nature walk, far away from all the estrogen.

"Nice people, I guess," I said as we clambered over some rocks and fallen trees. "Liz has grown up to be pretty."

"She's been dating that Colin kid forever, it's about time they got hitched," dad mused. "And I suppose she's pretty enough, but your mom's going to have to talk with Alexa tonight."

"What about?" I asked, playing dumb, although I was fairly certain I knew the answer.

"Your aunt is going to be, hands down, the prettiest young woman at this whole event," dad said simply. "And outshining the bride is often a bad idea."

"Not like she can help it." I reasoned.

"True, but if we decide that something needs to be done to prevent hurt feelings, then we might find ways to tone her down just a bit," he pointed out. "Not during the whole stay, of course, but during the reception when everyone will be checking out what everyone else is wearing. And no matter what your aunt wears, she tends to be... prominent."

"Well it's not like we can make her wear a gunny sack."

"She'd probably still pull that off," dad mused. "In any event, if your mom makes a decision, be ready to be helpful however you can. We're lucky, you and I, we wear our suits and that's it. There's a whole different layer of plot device for the ladies."

We discussed his courses and what was involved in them- true, I wasn't even in the quantum and theoretical physics field, but dad still had the expectation that I, as his son, would have a more-than-rudimentary understanding of what he was talking up. It kept my brain nice and elastic. Mom expected the same of me, but she got tired of my 'walk the Planck' jokes sooner than dad did.

Dad then asked me about our work in the Languages department, showing a predictably disturbing familiarity with what I was talking about. Dad may have been a scientist, but he knew linguistics and history better than many professors. I was proud to think of him as a Renaissance Man. Maybe I would be one too.

Sure I would. An incestuous gamer-geek would be the next Renaissance Man. No problem.

He asked me if I was actually okay with taking Alexa as my date, hoping it wasn't too much of an imposition. I replied that it shouldn't get in the way of finding a girl to mess around with, if I felt the need. He laughed and said to just make sure I wasn't distantly related to any girl I got into bed. I laughed as well and said I'd try.

If he only knew.

***

I didn't to spend as much time with Alexa as I would have liked, but that was to be expected. I had old family and friends obligations and Alexa had tons of people to be introduced to. Not surprisingly, she was the center of attention when people weren't fawning over the bride. I think Liz, the bride-to-be, was a little jealous of the way men were spending time around my aunt. Of course, Liz was about to be married and therefore off-limits, and everyone knew that I was Alexa's surrogate date for this event.

Even though she was quite open about being a lesbian, this fact didn't deter all the males who tried to flock around her, particularly one young sixteen year-old horndog and one of the groom's uncles. He seemed to think it was okay to put his arm around her and be rather casual. Alexa subtly shook her head when I moved to intervene, indicating that at least for now she had things covered. I know dad was keeping a quiet watch also. Mom trusted the two of us to look after her little sister.

The sun had set and mom found me, giving me a hug. All this socializing was keeping her busy.

"Alex, I think it's time for you to take your aunt for a walk, she no doubt needs a break," she said quietly. "And I'm sure her ass feels like a pin-cushion. Get her away from the crowds, will you?"

I found her with a group and asked her if she wanted to go get a refreshment. She excused herself from the crowd she was mingling with and followed me, maintaining a small distance between us as we walked, something we both hated.

"Mom said to come and get you, relieve you from the pressures of socializing." I mentioned as we walked.

"Thank God," she breathed. "Want to go somewhere and make out?"

"Pretty sure we can arrange that for a bit." I replied, grinning. We exited the lodge and wandered along one of the many paths, now holding hands under the stars. We didn't really say anything, just content with one another's presence. It was a warm night and a lovely breeze played through the trees. The lights of the lodge were soon far behind us. Aside from our footsteps, the only sounds were the songs of night creatures.

"I love moments like this," she said quietly. "Just the sounds of nature."

"Yeah?"

"It's so romantic," she lilted, before smirking. "Until you realize it's just tens of thousands of animals trying to get laid."

I tilted my head back and let out a Wookie call, making her laugh. She found a tree she liked and leaned back against it, smiling at me coyly. I walked up to her, my body just touching hers. I could see why she'd picked this spot- a silvery ray of moonlight caught her beautiful face, illuminating her light an angel.

She giggled. "You look positively enraptured."

"I am," I breathed, gazing at her in wonder. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. You're perfect."

"Oh, c'mon, that's a little much." Alexa said quietly, but I could see the thrill in her eyes at my words.

"No, really," I insisted, placing my hands on her waist and my legs between hers. "You're... you're what I pictured Galadriel always looked like in the books. You're tall, your hair is golden, eyes of sapphire blue, you're regal..."

"No gap between my front teeth." Alexa quipped, winking. "Did you picture Galadriel with big tits?"

"Well, yes, she was my fictional crush," I admitted. "I was annoyed when Celeborn didn't die in the book, paving the way for the make-believe young Noldor hero, Alexildin."

"You're such a man," she sighed, shaking her head slightly. "But only an idiot of a woman wouldn't be flattered by being compared to Galadriel. Thank you for saying so, Alex. I think you deserve a reward..."

"I dunno that we have time to fuck." I said somewhat morosely. "I was just supposed to get you away from the ass-grabbers for a bit."

"Well there have been a slew of those, for sure," she agreed, taking a hair-tie out of her jeans pocket and pulling her hair back in a ponytail. "And a reward doesn't mean I need to fuck you."

I grinned as she took me by the arms and gently turned us around until I was the one leaning on the tree. Alexa smiled slyly as she sank to her knees, dragging her lush breasts down my body and then undoing my pants.

"Is it awful that every time I see a girl pull her hair back, I automatically get a tingle?" I asked as she took my already-swelling cock out of my pants.

"Not at all," she replied, giving it some gentle strokes while she looked up at me with sultry eyes. "It's pretty much a universal symbol when a girl is around her guy. If she pulls her hair back and she's not about to blow him, she'd better be about to puke. Not nice to get a guy going like that."

She definitely had me going as she slowly took my cock inside her mouth, humming softly. Her eyes were closed at first, but then they fluttered open and she looked up at me, those unreal blue eyes gazing at me languidly. I was hard in no time and gripped the tree, my head thunking back against it, like the headrest on the car drive in.

We were far enough off the main trail that we didn't need to worry about anyone interrupting us and if someone did come this way, we'd no doubt hear them. Alexa went at it with a will, beginning to bob back and forth, her hand making a gentle twisting action on my shaft as it followed her mouth. I shivered as I felt her tongue swirling around my pulsing head.

"God, I love you so much." I breathed.

Her only response was to hum again, no doubt indicating her total agreement. I tried not to groan as her lips touched the root of my cock, my member now in her throat. She held me there for several seconds, letting me feel the wet heat of her mouth before beginning to suck on me again. It was absolute Heaven.

My hands went to her head, holding it gently as she fucked me with her mouth. My hips began to pump back and forth in time with her lips and I knew it wouldn't be long. Alexa didn't seem interested in delaying the orgasm, she wanted me to cum in her mouth, and hard. Hey, who am I to disappoint the woman of my dreams?

I trembled and groaned as loudly as I dared, the tingling warmth spreading through my as I began to cum. Alexa moaned lightly and bobbed back and forth faster and faster before I erupted in her mouth, taking my warm offering down her throat hungrily. My fingers kneaded her hair reflexively and my knees were trembling. Her thumb pressed along the vein on the underside of my cock, helping to milk every last drop from me. I was panting by the time she finished and stood up, smiling at a job well done.

"You sure I can't... lick your pussy to make it even?" I breathed, looking up at the stars and moon through the boughs high overhead.

"We're even now, my love," she purred, stroking my cheek and looking at me lovingly. "A girl doesn't let a compliment like being compared to Galadriel go unanswered. You said the most wonderful thing and I thanked you. It'll always be that way or better. Count on it."

In the back of my mind, I realized we were talking about this sort of thing like we had a future together, that somehow this craziness was all going to work out. And neither of us had any idea whatsoever how it could, forget would. I ignored it for the moment, enjoying being in love with my aunt.

She bent over and pulled my boxers and pants back up, dutifully zipping and buckling me before giving me a hug. I held her to me and sighed contentedly. This was one of those moments that could last for ever and I'd be the happiest man alive. How many men get to hug, kiss and make love to their goddess, forget worship them?

"These moments of ours go by too quickly," she murmured, her face pressed into my shoulder. "I guess we'd better go back."

Reluctantly, I agreed, walking hand-in-hand, we started heading back when Alexa stopped suddenly.

"Oh, shit," she exclaimed quietly, suddenly reaching up and feeling her hair. "Stupid pontytail is still in."

"That wouldn't have been good," I laughed while she futzed with her long, blonde locks, pulling the tie out. "Jig would've been up then, for sure."

"Getting outed as not being a lesbian would have been the least of my worries at that point," she muttered, her gorgeous tresses falling around her shoulders and down her back again. "Getting caught with bee-jay hair in the presence of my nephew, that would probably overshadow the whole damn wedding."

"Along with seeing us get killed." I agreed, falling in beside her as we resumed our trek back to the lodge. "This... is going to sound weird to say, Alexa, but I think you should really play the lesbian card this week while everyone is here."

She looked at me as we kept walking. "What, you want me to sleep with a woman?"

"I don't mind," I said simply, shrugging. "I know you like girls and I completely confident in your love for me. We're not going to have as much time as we want to make love, we both know that. And it'd really keep up the image if it was a poorly-kept secret that you'd hooked up with at least one other wedding guest."

She giggled. "You make me sound like a lesbian slut."

"You are a lesbian slut, or at least a bisexual slut with lesbian leanings," I said reasonably. "Who just happens to be in love with her nephew, who in turn is madly in love with her. And it'd go a long way to keeping up the façade."

"Well, you got me on the lesbian slut part," she sighed. "But what about you?"

I shrugged. "What about me?"

"Aren't your parents expecting you to possibly get a girl in the sack? They got you your own private room, after all. And I wouldn't be jealous."

"I know what you mean, but they also wouldn't be surprised if I didn't get laid." I mused. "They are half-convinced that I'll spend all my time in my room playing games. They're happy you're along because if I'm your chaperone, then I'm not holed up making love to the console."

"I'll make you a deal," she said, turning and looking at me. "I'll keep my options open for hooking up with a girl or two, but only if you do the same. If a girl hits on you, Alex, and people are noticing, like my sister and Mike, take her to bed or something. That'll help keep up the façade as well, you know."

I sighed. "Fine, you win. I'll consent to getting fucked if necessary."

"Such a chore," she giggled, tracing a finger down my chest. "And there'll be times we can make love, you know. It's not a total washout. Having sex with other people won't kill us. After all, if Freja visits, we're going to share her."

"Yes, but that's the thing right there," I pointed out. "Share her. We're not sharing anyone at this little shindig. I don't think I'd fuck Freja without you."

"I wouldn't care if you did, truthfully," she said, taking my hands in hers. "Part of me would expect you to look after her if I wasn't around."

"Well, one charade at a time," I replied, looking at her with a firm expression. "Get your lesbian on noticeably during this trip. I'll play it by ear."

"It's not your ear she'll be playing with," Alexa teased, smirking and winking before threading her elbow through mine. "Now get me back to the lodge and let's find me a girl."

"This is the weirdest taboo romance..." I muttered, shaking my head.

***

I was standing in a small knot of people, conversing politely with my mom nearby. She came up and put her hand on my arm, giving me a subtle squeeze. I excused myself from my chatter and moved aside to see what she had to say.

"Don't turn around and stare, but your aunt seems to really be hitting it off with some woman over there," she said quietly, nodding subtly in a certain direction with her head. "I think her name is Cori or something."

I peered around and indeed saw Alexa talking with a rather attractive woman in her late-thirties, with dark hair and a pronounced bosom fitted into a red dress. The woman, Cori, was clearly putting the moves on my aunt, who was playing the part of interested. They were standing close to one another, hands gently holding their drinks, only occasionally moving to touch one another's arm, or pull back a stray lock of hair.

"Huh," I mused, seeming to shrug it off. "Good. That should keep her busy. I'm happy for her."

"King of the romantics, you are," mom said dryly, fixing me with a look. "And what about you, Casanova? I saw that girl Jennifer talking you up and making her thoughts known."

"Yeah," I admitted. "But isn't she, like, distantly related to us somehow?"

"Oh, she's removed from you by a factor of eight," mom said dismissively, waving it off. "You're more closely-related to the stuffed bear head overlooking this hall than you are to her. Seriously, she's practically a different species."

"Are you saying you want me to whomp Jennifer, mom?" I asked bluntly.

"It beats the alternative, having you holed up in your room, making love to that console," she answered, iterating my earlier conversation with my aunt. "Have fun and don't get her pregnant, how difficult can it be? Your dad and I are hosting a small party later, why should you be the only De Bourne or Gordon not getting laid?"

"Thanks for the pep talk, mom." I sighed as she turned and walked away. The complexities of this whole situation were rather astounding, when you thought about it- my aunt and I, who were in love, were looking to fucking other women at this wedding, which we were at as a platonic couple, in order to throw people off the trail about our feelings for one another. My mother approved of my aunt's lesbian hookup, while encouraging me to get into bed with a girl I might be distantly related to, but only so that I wasn't the most boring person at the wedding, because she and my dad were planning to host orgies over the next few days.

Couldn't be simpler.

I looked over at Alexa, who was smiling at me subtly while Cori leaned in and whispered in her ear. Whatever the woman and said, Alexa nodded and then accompanied her away from the gathering, but not before indicating I should follow them. I did so, making sure nobody noted my exit.

I stayed just out of their sight as they threaded their way through the halls of the lodge. I heard Cori ask Alexa if she knew where she was going, to which my aunt replied that she knew of a little nook nobody ever seemed to be around.

I knew the place she was talking about, we had found it the previous day and she'd told me how great it would be to give me head in. It was an out of the way coatroom and indeed there never seemed to be any traffic, even hotel staff. If Alexa was taking her new friend there, she was hoping I'd find a concealed place to watch from.

They found the coat room and Alexa positioned herself in the farthest corner of the unlit room, the only illumination coming from the hallway it sat off of. She faced out, meaning Cori had her back to me as I drew close. Giving me the opportunity I needed, Alexa pulled Cori in, kissing her deeply and pressing their bodies together. Cori moaned as she surrounded and began kissing back, groping my aunt eagerly.

Once I was convinced that Cori was too far gone to notice, I slipped into the room and behind some rolling clothes frames, on which were situated dozens of long suit and coat protectors. In the darkness, there was no way in Hell that Cori would see me, unless I tripped and made a racket. Alexa, however, was doing a great job of keeping the older woman occupied. took out my phone, setting it to low-light enhancement and pushing it through the protectors, making sure I had an excellent video clip to show my aunt later. As I recorded, Alexa and Cori groped and fondled one another while they kissed, the older woman undoing the blouse Alexa was wearing and letting it hand free. She then lifted her bra, exposing her magnificent tits, which she leaned down and began sucking on hungrily. Alexa moaned and clasped her head, shivering while Cori's hand squeezed one of the succulent mounds and then trailed down to make its way under her skirt.

Cori slowly knelt and pulled Alexa's skirt up, then hiked down her thong, exposing her wet pussy. She dove in eagerly, licking my aunt's womanhood and sucking her clit. Alexa sighed in pleasure and clasped her head, undulating her hips against the brunette's face. I watched rapt as she slid her tongue inside and massaged her tight tunnel with it.

Alexa squirmed, biting her lower lip, looking directly at me and the camera. She was looking at me while she let this woman pleasure her orally and I had a massive hard-on from watching. Cori's head was in the way of getting a good look at Alexa's pussy, but just seeing my aunt in the throes of sex was incredible. She massaged her tits while Cori slurped her pussy so loudly I thought we'd be found out. Fortunately, no one came by.

Alexa was breathing harder, her skin going flush and she started trembling. One hand gripped Cori's head while the other continued to maul her breasts. She bucked her hips, hissed and then arched her back, sighing. Cori clenched Alexa's hips as she came, licking and sucking her pussy relentlessly. I heard my aunt's hips smack against her face at one point, but she didn't stop.

And then Alexa slid down the wall, breathing heavily, her eyes closed. Cori waited until she was sitting and then straddled her, settling onto her lap. They made out for some time before Alexa whispered something, and I saw Cori nod. She stood up slowly, reaching down to undo a zipper that ran up the side of the skirt part of her dress. Easy access, I guess.

She then hiked her skirt up, exposing her panties, which Alexa slid down her legs and she stepped out of. Still sitting in the corner, Alexa simply tilted her head up while holding onto Cori's thighs, while the older woman moved in until Alexa's mouth was on her pussy. She moaned as my aunt started lapping at her.

Cori lasted even less time than Alexa, leaning against the corner and shuddering within three minutes, cumming on my aunt's face. She then sat down again, the two of them kissing deeply, wrapping their arms around one another.

I was so transfixed that I almost didn't notice Alexa use one hand to make a shooing motion at me while Cori was still sucking on her tonsils. I hastily ended the recording and then quietly made my way out of the little room, while Alexa kept Cori totally occupied and beyond noticing anything. Some minutes later, back in the common area where everyone seemed to be gathered, I saw the two of them walk back in, trying to look like nothing was amiss. But Cori still looked a little dishevelled and Alexa had that post-orgasm glow I'd learned to associate with her. They smiled at one another and parted ways, with Alexa sauntering over to me.

"Now I think you owe me," she announced, smirking. "I can't wait to see that video."

"It was pretty epic, I have to say." I agreed, handing her a flute of champagne. Thank God for open bars. "You look like you enjoyed it."

Alexa shrugged. "It wasn't the most intense orgasm a woman has ever given me, but only an idiot turns their nose up at the opportunity to have an orgasm. What bums me out, though, is that I'm going to be spending the night with her, from the sounds of it. I was hoping to sneak down and make love to you."

"I'd love that too," I sighed. "But being seen with Cori is best, I guess."

"You can make it up to me by fucking some girl and letting me watch via webcam," she said, taking a drink. "We brought them both for a reason."

"Well, since my mother is convinced that our unfathomably distant relative Jennifer wants to play Holland Tunnel with me, I should be able to arrange that." I mentioned. "I guess I'll relent tomorrow at some point, for your amusement."

"Aw, how terrible for you," she said in a mocking voice and patting my arm. "Having to get laid, it's the worst of things."

"Zip it, Galadriel." I laughed.

***

Fortunately, Jennifer had said she needed to use the bathroom when we made it back to my room. I took the opportunity to open my laptop webcam and make sure that Alexa was already in place in her room. I saw her sitting on her bed, naked and waiting. She smiled at me and winked, letting me know she was prepared. I nodded and minimized the camera window and turned my screen black.

Jennifer got out of the bathroom a minute later, taking no notice of my laptop. We began making out, pulling one another's clothes off. Her body wasn't all that bad, perhaps a little plain, but I was comparing her to Alexa, so I wasn't being fair. Jennifer's hair was a sort of dark honey colour, her eyes hazel and she had a rather pronounced bridge to her nose. Her breasts were on the smaller size of average, but pleasingly sensitive as I took them into my mouth, sucking on them.

We were finally both naked and collapsed on the bed, rolling around, kissing and fondling. She obviously didn't shave her pussy, although I'm pleased to report that her hair wasn't really thick either, so I didn't feel like I was hacking my way through a jungle when I went down on her. She writhed and moaned as I lapped her clit and slid my fingers in and out of her.

She then rolled me over and began sucking my cock, kneeling above me. I pulled her around so that Alexa could see her mouth moving up and down on me, using the excuse of fondling her ass and tits while she bobbed up and down on my pole. She had apparently heard of grazing with your teeth when you suck cock, because I was convinced more than once that she was going to bite it right off. But she got me hard all the same, and then was ready to fuck. I slipped on a condom and she clambered on top of me, letting my cock penetrate and then sinking down onto me.

She gasped and murmured my name as she rode, needing me to grip her hips firmly and control the rhythm. She whimpered as my cockhead hit her cervix, so I slowed her down and made her start a circular grinding motion on me. She settled down and moaned loudly, which I'm sure amused Alexa no end. I pulled her down on top of me, holding her close and using my knees to pull her legs further apart so that my aunt could see my cock spearing in and out of this girl's pussy.

Jennifer shuddered and groaned very suddenly, an orgasm crashing over her while I held her against me. I kept thrusting into her, making her ride out two more in quick succession. Then I turned her around so she was sitting on me and facing away. I reached up and fondled her tits while she rode me, coming to another rapid climax while Alexa no doubt got an excellent view.

I smiled evilly and I pulled her straight back down on top of me, her torso pointed at my ceiling. I held her by her arms, her knees still bent at my waist and began fucking in and out of her quickly, causing her to gasp and then almost begin hyperventilating. I felt my own orgasm building as her pussy clamped down tightly on my cock, fluttering and gripping me wetly.

I turned her head and jammed her mouth against mine as she began to scream while she climaxed, her body seizing up. I pushed my hips up, burying myself inside her as I came, the condom preventing me from flooding her wanton pussy. We writhed and ground as we rode out the waves of pleasure, with Jennifer finally lying on top of me like a dead thing. Her breathing was heavy, her eyes shut. I could feel her heart pounding through her back.

"Damn," she murmured finally, seeming to recover from her tiny death. "I don't think I've ever cum like that before."

She slowly turned over, my cock flopping out of her as she lay on top of me, her face above mine, looking into my eyes. "How about you?"

I'd be lying if I said it was the best orgasm ever, but no man should ever be stupid enough to be honest right at that very moment. I smiled and kissed her nose. "I really, really needed that orgasm." I said non-specifically. "Thank you, I feel great."

My answer seemed to satisfy her and she snuggled into me, humming contentedly. I was holding her close and caressing her body gently when she pressed her lips to my ear and said something that froze my blood.

"I think I'm in love with you..."

My hands stopped moving and I lay very still, waiting to see what she said or did next. Why the hell did she have to say that?

"But don't worry," she continued, smiling sweetly and poking me on the nose. "I've already got a boyfriend and you live too far away. I'll get over it."

"I'm... flattered." I said, trying to not let my terror and then subsequent relief show. "And I do live really far away."

"I know, silly, I just said that," she giggled, poking me. "But oh, God, do I want to be in love with you. Maybe next time I won't make you wear a condom and we can see if you put a baby in me, right?"

"I..." was all I could manage.

"Ohhhhh, my daddy would kill me," she giggled, thinking about me pumping my seed into her. "And you."

"You know we're distant cousins, right?" I asked nervously.

"But don't worry, nothing'll happen," she continued, ignoring my question. "Y'know what might be fun? I brought a friend along, she and I play together a lot. Maybe the three of us could come back here and all party together?"

"That... sounds great," I said awkwardly. "You know where to find me, right?"

"I love your sense of humour!" she laughed as she sat up, stretching. I hope she didn't notice my cock almost shrivelling up in horror beneath her. Apparently she didn't because she began bouncing up and down on my groin, like she was four years old, her arms out to the side.

"Bouncy bouncy bouncy!" she chirped as I turned my face to look directly at the webcam.

"This is all your fault..." I mouthed silently.

***

Of course, Alexa had blown up my phone during and after the Jennifer thing, initially with videos of her masturbating while watching me fuck this girl, then of her laughing her ass off after she heard Jennifer confessing she was in love and how she wanted me to put a baby in her. She couldn't stop snickering as we all sat around a table having breakfast the following morning.

"What's eating you?" mom asked her younger sister, looking at her. "Cori aside."

Alexa cleared her throat. "Alex got laid last night, by Jennifer. She told me allllllllll about it."

Mom raised an eyebrow and then looked at me. Dad grinned and clapped me on the shoulder. "Hey, good for you, son. A lot better than video games, isn't it?"

"She told me that he did such a good job on her that she confessed her love to him," Alexa continued gleefully, making me blush crimson. "She's considering not wearing a condom next time so that Alexa can father her child, and she's thinking of bringing her bff with her for a threesome."

My mother just stared at me while dad's grin got even bigger.

"I knew you had it in you to carry on a proud family tradition," he said. "If you need pointers, your mom and I-"

"Shut... up..." mom said. "You utter troll. Have mercy on your son."

Dad was still chuckling, high-fiving my aunt before returning to his massive breakfast. Mom ignored them both.

"Running on the assumption that you're not pants-on-head retarded enough to rawdog this girl, do you think you'll see her again for another tryst?" she asked.

I looked at her in disbelief. "Why the hell do you know the term 'rawdog', mother?"

"Your father and I have sex with our students," she said, shrugging. "Bound to pick up a term or two along the way. I know what bukakke is too, for your information."

"Not sure I'm old enough to hear this conversation." Alexa mused, starting to stand. "I need more orange juice, anybody need more orange juice?"

"Where do you think you're going, Sappho?" mom said, looking at her sister and then pointing at her seat. "Park it."

Alexa sat while mom reached over and poured her a glass of orange juice from the big jug in the middle of the table. Alexa sighed and drank her juice.

"She's not going to be an obsessive psycho, is she?" mom asked, looking back to me.

"She's related to us," I muttered, trying to eat. "How sane can she be?"

"Distantly related," mom reminded me. "Nothing illegal or creepy. But she's not going to follow us home and leave impaled cats on my lawn, is she?"

"No," I sighed. "She already told me that she's got a boyfriend and I live too far away."

"She's got a boyfriend and you still boned her?" dad asked, looking at me.

"Oh, for- she told me after," I sighed, rolling my eyes and pushing my plate away, having lost my appetite. "Apparently I'm just her different area code fling."

"Oh, well that's not so bad," mom mused, tapping open another poached egg. "Your dad and I have a few of those lined up. Old friends who were playmates at one time or another."

"Well just make sure Mister Fertility keeps it under wraps, then," I grumbled, indicating my dad. "You said you got pregnant with me by him just looking at you."

"Nah, I'm not that good," dad replied. "But her panties were off within seconds of me looking at her."

"That's a downright lie," mom shot back, pointing her spoon at him as if to scold him. "You know damn well I wasn't wearing panties."

"Oh yeah..." dad seemed to remember. I just hung my head in shame. Me falling in love with my aunt made a little more sense now- we were all complete deviants.

"In any event, both of you just play nice with whomever, okay?" mom continued.

"That'd be Jennifer, seemingly." I mumbled.

"Whomever?" Alexa interjected. "As in possible plural? Exactly what kind of lesbian harlot do you think I am? I'm not the one planning orgies, may I point out."

"Exactly," mom said, agreeing. "And you two aren't invited, so find your own fun. Michael and I are actually going with a few people down to the lake for some adult entertainment this afternoon, so you've been warned in case you were thinking of heading down that way."

I just pinched my eyes. At least now that my parents were going to be gone, I had a plan in mind...

***

Alexa was sitting in my lap, hugging me close, her body squashed to mine as we writhed and thrust against one another. Tongues plunged and wrestled while she rode on my cock, throbbing deep inside her. She panted and rested her forehead against mine, her hands on my cheeks.

"This is what I want," she said in a breathy whisper, her eyes flashing with her desire. "To be here, like this... with you in me, Alex. Oh God, I want your cum in me...."

We kissed again and I fondled her breasts while she ground down on me. These were the moments we'd looked forward to the whole trip. Together, making love and lost in one another's eyes. Her pussy rippled and squeezed around me as she used those contractions she was so adept at. She was going to make me cum like there was no tomorrow, I could feel it.

She moaned and bit the juncture of my neck and shoulder, her arms wrapped around me. She whispered how in love with me she was, a sentiment I returned readily. We were both wearing our little plastic rings, the remnants of the Ring-Pop candies we'd married one another with that night in our secret glade. We tried to wear them whenever we were alone and able to make love.

"Alex," she breathed, moving up and down on top of me. "Please... fuck my ass. I want you to cum in my ass..."

I nodded and she slowed the pace of our fucking, finally coming to a complete stop. Gazing into my eyes, she slowly rose in my lap and then reached down to take hold of my sticky member, placing it against her puckered knot. I was still slippery with her pussy lubrication and the same wetness was already glistening on her ass. It was with little difficulty that the head of my cock popped through the tight ring and then she settled down slowly, letting out a groan of pleasure.

"Yesssssss," my aunt sighed as she held me deep inside her, adjusting to the feel of me. "I love this so much."

I gently fondled her ass cheeks and squeezed them while she wrapped her legs around my waist. I used my hands to begin moving her up and down, providing most of the momentum for us while she squeezed her tunnel around me rhythmically with each push up. We kissed sloppily, tongues wrestling and her nails grazed my back in response.

"Gnnnnnn, Alex..." she moaned into my ear. "You're going to make me cum so hard..."

We began moving faster, Alexa squirming her body into me. I bent my neck down to suck one of her nipples into my mouth, making her gasp and shudder as I bit and tugged on it gently. Her fingers gripped my neck and her ass squeezed me even more tightly. I bounced her up and down on my lap until we were both panting, bodies covered in sweat. We kissed feverishly again, grappling closer than ever as we sought mutual ecstasy.

"Cum in me, Alex..." she gasped. "Cum in me..."

Her voice and the frenzied squeezing of her muscles around me sent me over the edge. I growled and bit her neck as I started pumping my cum into her clenching ass. Alexa shuddered and sighed loudly, her forehead pressed to my shoulder. I used my hands to push her as far down onto my cock as I could. Ripples of unreal pleasure washed through me as we came together.

Alexa... my lover... my aunt... my wife...

We sagged into one another, breathing heavily again, lost in bliss. Hands caressed slowly, gently, hearts beating together. These moments were perfection, the culmination of everything I could ask for in this life. I loved them and I loved her. We whispered our unconditional love, thankful for one another.

She slowly pushed me down onto my bed, laying on top of me, my cock still in her ass. She drew a light blanket around us, smiling in contentment as she did so. We kissed and fondled, just enjoying our post-climax pleasure being bonded so intimately. I never wanted it to end.

Knock! Knock!

"Alex?" called my mother's voice from the other side of my door.

Alexa and I both froze, my blood turning to ice while we turned to look at the door in wide-eyed horror. What the Hell did she want?

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"Alex, I need you to open up the door, pronto!" she called.

Alexa flung herself and the blanket off the bed with a thud! and rolled under it hastily while I tried to gather my wits about me. "Mom?" I called out, uncertainly.

"No, it's Norman Bates!" she snapped, her voice betraying annoyance. "Open the damn door, boy, I have a situation here!

"Right now?" I exclaimed, slowly rising, still uncertain about what to do. "I'm a little-"

"Alexander Orion Dayraven, open this door or they will never find your body!" she growled. "I'm a scientist, I can make it happen!"

Pale with fright, I got off my bed, pulling a sheet around my waist to cover myself and walked toward my door. A million different horrible things were going through my mind as I approached that fateful portal. Almost as if watching myself in a movie, I saw my hand reach out and turn the handle to unlatch the door...

It pushed open and in swept my mother, buck naked and clearly annoyed.

"What took you so damn long?" she hissed, turning around to glower at me, her hands on her hips. "We gave you the smallest room of the three."

I blinked repeatedly, still completely flabbergasted by the fact that my mother was standing naked in my room. I heard the door click shut behind me. I shook my head to clear it of the confusion."Why... why are you..."

"Naked?" my mom asked, finishing my sentence. "I got punked and someone stole my clothes when we were doing a streaking race. I needed to come back to get more clothes and plot revenge on the bastard who did this, whoever they are."

As weird as this situation was, and as terrifying, given how close she was standing to her naked sister hiding under my bed, I got a chill when she mentioned taking revenge on whomever it was- my mother was downright evil when she put her mind to it.

"Why didn't you go to your room?" I asked, hoping I sounded reasonable, acutely aware of the fact that my cock was probably still bulging under the sheet I wore, even if I was no longer hard.

"Because my room is on the third floor and in a much busier traffic area," she said stonily. "Your room was closest for me to-"

She paused and sniffed the air for a moment, then frowned. "Why does it smell like sex in here?"

I gave her a deadpan look. "Why do you think, mother?" I said sarcastically.

She blinked. "I interrupted you having sex?"

"Yes."

"With a girl?"

"Of course!" I snapped, my face colouring. "You interrupted me having sex with a real, live girl."

She looked around. "Where is she?"

"She heard you knock and demand to come in and threw herself under my bed." I replied, knowing exactly how precarious this moment was and trusting to my mother's sense of decency. "I'll probably never get her back out now."

"Oh," mom said, considering and apparently forgetting that she was still completely nude in the middle of her son's hotel room. "Is it Jennifer? Is that you, Jennifer?"

"No, mother, it's not Jennifer." I said in exasperation, wishing she would just do whatever she needed to do to leave my room. "It's someone else entirely."

She raised an eyebrow. "You're cheating on Jennifer? She's going to make a wallet out of your face when she finds out."

"I'm not cheating on Jennifer!" I complained, marching forward and whipping off my sheet to give to her. "And please cover up, this is very disconcerting for me!"

"Oh, you're such a drama llama," she said, rolling her eyes and wrapping herself in the proffered sheet, choosing to not notice any sticky spots on it. I took a towel I'd been wearing earlier from a shower and wrapped it around my waist. "So who is she?"

"Someone not related to any of the people we've met at this wedding," I said matter-of-factly. "Another guest of the hotel."

It wasn't a lie, it was just a misleading truth. Hopefully it was good enough.

"Well, that's unusually ambitious of you," mom mused, sitting down on the edge of the bed and crossing one leg over the other. She then patted the mattress. "Hello under there. I hope I didn't frighten you."

"Vallitettavasti minun Eglanti ei ole hyva!" Alexa squeaked from under the bed.

Mom looked at me in confusion. "What did she say? What language was that? Souded like Finnish"

"Yes, mother, that was indeed Finnish she was speaking to you."

"Huh," mom mused. "Your Finnish is good enough to get her in the sack, hm? Nice job."

"My Finnish doesn't need to be good to get a girl in the sack, mother." I said dryly. "Maybe I just looked at her and her panties flew off."

"If she was wearing panties then you were working too hard," mom answered. "Have you seen Alli?"

"I- Not in the last little while, no." I replied. It was another misleading truth, I hadn't seen Alexa for nearly two minutes now, since my mom nearly caught us. "Maybe she's with Cori again?"

"No, Cori was down with us at the lake," mom answered, still sitting on the bed, perilously close to her younger sister. "So if Alli is with a girl, it's someone else entirely. You two are showing real ambition this weekend, I'm impressed. Up 'til now, I've only heard about her messing around with that ditz Jeanie and you with... oh, what was her name... Heather?"

"Guess I'm going to be going back to messing around with Heather, since my guest hiding under the bed is going to want nothing to do with me once you're done rattling off the list of other girls I've been with." I grumbled. "Seriously, mother. I'm not sure normal parents do this to their children."

"True, but if you'd been a normal or average kid, I would have left you to perish on a windswept crag after you were born," she replied, finally standing. "Well, sorry about interrupting your coitus, but this an emergency, as you can see. Your dad was elsewhere and not able to help, although I'm sure he knows by now. I'll be borrowing this blanket if you don't mind, and heading back to my own room. If you see Alli, tell her I need to talk to her."

I nodded as she swept by me and let herself out. Several seconds passed and I opened the door and peered outside, to make sure she was nowhere around. I closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief, my heart pounding.

"She's gone..." I said wearily.

Alexa slowly climbed from under my bed, her eyes still wide with paranoia. She finally rolled onto the mattress and put her hands over her face, her glorious body once again exposed to me.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh my God," she moaned into her hands. "That was the worst moment of my life. And I've seen David Hasselhoff perform live. I was so frightened I had wrapped myself up like a mummy in that sheet, in case she looked under the bed."

"Quick thinking with the other language," I replied, coming over and laying down next to her, my body still trembling with anxiety. "I thought we were dead. So very, very dead."

"Well, like my mother always said, don't start what you can't Finnish." Alexa quipped, trying to lighten the mood. "Sounds like a joke your dad would tell."

"He has," I muttered. "Those two are out of control. If it weren't for incest, we'd be nowhere near as poorly behaved as my parents."

Alexa sighed, putting one forearm on her forehead as she stared at the ceiling. "You know the two of them have shared twin sisters?" she asked, making me turn my head and look at her wryly. "Yeah, they've fucked two girls who were sisters. Students of theirs, apparently."

"Are you intimating that we should drop Linguistics and join their science classes so that you and I can fuck?" I asked.

"Nooooooooo," she said in a resigned tone. "Kinky sisters are one thing. You and I in love and wanting to get married? Have kids? That's another. It'll ruin their careers and everyone's lives, I imagine."

We both sighed in despair and turned to snuggle in to one another, bodies fitting together perfectly. I felt her tremble and looked down, worried. Her eyes were crystalline with tears as she gazed back at me.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, her voice raw with sheer emotion and anxiety. "That was just so frightening and it brought home exactly how dangerous a game it is we're playing and how completely we're going to lose... I'm sorry, Alex... so sorry..."

I hugged her to me fiercely and let her begin to cry. I squeezed my eyes shut, willing myself to remain strong for her. I encased her smaller form in mine, letting her know she was loved and protected. Maybe three minutes past before she looked up again, sniffled and smiled weakly.

"Sorry about that," she said, much more herself now. "I was just freaked out. Don't worry about anything I said, I had a weak moment. You know I'm totally in love with you."

"I know," I replied gently, smiling and kissing her forehead. "And you know I am with you. Could you see what was happening out here at all?"

"Mostly no," she admitted, shaking her head. "I saw her come in back naked, which was really weird, but mostly then just her ankles while she talked to you. And then she sat on the bed..."

"And I had the tenth of about thirty mini-heart attacks..." I muttered. "That woman has the worst timing."

"Well, at least you threw her off the trail and now she thinks your studly," she giggled, poking my nose. "And I really could stand to fuck again, but one terrifying encounter a day is enough. I think I'd better head back to my room and find a way to smell like lesbian sex, rather than her son."

I hated to admit it, but she was right. She got dressed and snuck out once I told her the coast was clear. I then went to take a shower, hopefully bleeding away the incredible stress I felt. I may have been only eighteen, but I was beginning to feel eighty.

I was getting too old for this shit.

***

"I know it's sudden notice, but I'm really in a bind," Liz said, talking to Alexa and holding her hand while I was standing nearby. Mom was with them, as were other women, mostly members of the bridal brigade. "One of my girlfriends got busted in the airport with weed and she's not making it for this, meaning I'm short a girl. Can you please fill in for her?"

Alexa blushed. "I'm flattered, but are you sure it's the right decision for you? There must be a ton of other girls here who you know better and would-"

"It's true, I know just about everyone here better than I know you, but you're other person everyone seems to be clamouring about, so I figured I should include you. C'mon, it's all the champagne you can drink!"

"But I don't even have a dress to match what your-"

"It doesn't matter," Liz insisted. Terry is stuck with hers in the Carolinas, so you can just wear whatever you were going to wear as a guest. I'm sure you'll look great!"

Alexa seemed uncertain still, looking at my mother for guidance. A subtle nod was all it took and she'd made her decision.

"Alright, I'll do it."

The bridal party broke into cheers and shrieks of elation, everyone hugging Alexa enthusiastically. Liz gave her a big smooch on the cheek and then began dragging her off somewhere to begin preparations.

"Bye!" Alexa called, turning to wave at mom and I as she was hauled away. Mom looked on in amusement.

"Well, she's in for a helluva night."

I gave her a quizzical look.

"Your dad and I come by these friends and associates honestly," she said, turning and walking with me, her arm through mine while we headed out to find dad. "And Liz is apparently no exception. Her parents were swingers with us. I've had it intimated to me that Liz plans to let her bridesmaids do many naughty things to her tonight as a final hurrah before tying the knot."

"Liz is bi?" I queried.

"Maybe," mom said, shrugging. "Most girls have at least a phase and even straight girl will allow themselves to be ravished by other girls as part of a once-in-a-lifetime event. I've no doubt there'll be male strippers as well."

"My aunt's gonna love that." I chuckled.

"I made it clear that Alexa liked girls and if she agreed to do this that no one would pressure her about the male strippers," mom explained. "I have to look out for my little sister, after all."

"I'm sure she appreciates it." I said cheerfully.

"But just so you know, Jennifer is part of the bridal party, chances are she and Alli will be naked together," mom mentioned. "That's not a problem for you, is it?"

"Probably no worse than you and my aunt indirectly sharing Jeanie." I answered.

"You really need to stop bringing that up..." mom muttered, her grip on me tightening so she didn't throttle me.

***

Alexa texted me when she could throughout the night, showing me wild scenes of the closed-door party they were having. Mom had been invited, although she declined to go, out of respect for her sister. Video clips of the girls in various states of undress and drunkenness abounded, doing crazy things to each other. Games of naked Twister, spin the bottle and dancing abounded. I watched a video of Alexa grinding pussies with another bridesmaid while Jennifer and Liz each sucked on one of her tits. At one point, Liz was getting rogered by three girls at once, taking a strap-on dildo in her pussy, another in her ass and a third in her mouth. Alexa was the one fucking her ass, while completely naked. Liz wore her bridal headpiece all night and little else.

"Don't worry," one of the texts said. "She's got two different people recording the entire thing. We'll watch it together at some point, she says they'll be private videos meant for her bridesmaids."

There was nothing for a while, then another text.

"Have you ever considered being a stripper? Because you'd be amazing at it if we could teach you how to move. You have the perfect body."

Five more minutes before another set of texts.

"And your dick's a lot more impressive than this guy's."

"Liz and a few other girls are sucking him off..."

"Now Liz is riding his cock."

"Now a few of the other girls are taking a ride."

"Watching this is making me really horny, Alex. I'm going to fuck you to death when I see you."

"Ooh, naked karaoke! Back in a bit!"

I chuckled and put my phone away, determined to get some sleep. She promised me video, I'd see it later. More than that, I completely trusted her. I finally dozed off, dreaming of my aunt, imagining myself as an exotic dancer at a party and how she was fucking me.

***

Liz looked pretty enough the next day up at the alter. The bridesmaids were all wearing metallic green dresses that made her look amazing in comparison. Mom said it was more of a chartreuse, but that meant nothing to me. They were all in green.

Except Alexa. She was wearing the black dress she'd planned to wear as an attendee, and she looked radiant. The fact that the dress was form-fitting and pushed up her already massive cleavage to 'could-be-seen-from-orbit' levels was not lost on people, although most of the bridesmaids were also showing. Just not so strikingly.

Alexa held her bouquet and watched quietly while the minister spoke. We were all sitting in a large garden, while the ceremony took place in a small white gazebo at the far end. It was a warm day, but the sun was not too oppressive as we all looked on.

I hadn't seen Alexa since the previous day, but we'd texted back and forth, promising to both silently recite the wedding vows we heard, meaning them for one another. If they were any good. They were actually pretty dumb, especially Colin the groom's, so we just recited the minister's standard vows, somehow bringing us closer together in our secret marriage.

The ceremony ended and the marriage party was whisked away to continue celebrating while we waited for the reception. Mom, dad and I discussed the wedding in the lodge's cocktail lounge with some friends until the reception hall was opened. We found our table, sharing it with another couple and waited for the wedding party to return.

The reception was even bigger than the wedding, since people happily showed up for the food without having to spring for a hotel room. A music act was playing in the corner, covering just about everything from swing and big band for the older crowd to more modern numbers so that kids had something to dance to.

Finally, though, the wedding party was announced and Alexa came in with the other members, sitting at the end of the long table which was on a raised platform. She was politely rebuffing the attentions of the groomsman she seemed to have been paired off with, reminding him she was a lesbian.