*Gdddd-Rrrrrooom*
He put the key in the ignition, foot on the gas, his hair still wet from the shower and he sped off from his parents’ place, knowing he’d be safer any place but there.
Lily wasn’t at home thankfully, he’d called her name out but her impossible figure was nowhere to be found, but even then, he knew he couldn’t stay in the house. If there was a chance his sister could know where he was, she’d simply resumed where she left off and he’d be on his knees, mouth open, drool pooling in his cheeks to lubricate his mouth-pussy. She wasn’t playing around anymore, so much was clear after seeing his mother, and he couldn’t depend on staying strong in the face of an ever expanding, ever improving, ever sexier sister which truly threatened to consume all. God help whoever she was with now.
There was no peace for him without her. As usual, his mind was a constant garble of the lewdest thoughts of submission to her, not even hiding that it was it was a bad idea.
Fuck your interest. What is a mortal compared to your sister Lily? You should be picking out short-shorts to please her in, dressing like a total cocksucking slut to submit to her fully. This ‘free-will’ thing is only going to get you hurt after all. And remember it’s hot because it’s a bad idea!
His eyes narrowed on the road, desperately trying to distract himself with the rules of the road with little success. He turned to his car radio, hardly turning it on anymore but he wanted to hear some other voice rather than his own bickering lust telling him to submit.
As he waited at the lights, the latest awful pop-song dying off like some diseased bovine as the DJ came on the channel to claim it was his new favourite. Why did he ever listen to this station? However, his ear perked up on something a little personal before long.
“Hey hey hey, wasn’t that great? A real lovely song to ring in the summer. But I’ll admit this, listeners, while we were on a song break, I got a lovely request by phone from someone named Lily Vinogradov. What country do you think that name comes from?”
“Can’t say Bob, but what I will say is that she sounded hot. Hotter than anyone who has ever called here.”
”Yes and she made quite the convincing argument that we should play this song, even though it’s against the rules and regulation of broadcasting. However, she did say it was for love, so I say ‘fuck’ it and let’s do it. Cameron? If you’re out there, and she did say this was the radio station you listened to, this song is for you.”
Everytime I see your face
I think of things unpure, unchaste.
I want to fuck you like a dog,
I'll take you home and make you like it.
Everything you ever wanted,
Everything you ever thought of-”
“Jesus.” He muttered as he shut off the radio with a snap, ears still tingling from what he heard. This was getting heavy. His sister a black hole consuming all around her, collapsing them to their knees before they were lost to the individual known as Lily.
Fucking hot.
No, he couldn’t wait any longer, procrastination right now was dangerous, so he put his phone on his hands-free holder and scrolled to the contact who would hopefully have the answers.
Cameron didn’t see his grandma very often. Like many of America’s retirees, she had moved down to Florida for the lower cost of living and stayed for the beaches, but that was normal. Frankly, he didn’t think that she liked them to come down, hardly the kind of woman to get lonely. They used to come down once a year, but even when he was young and before Lily got too ill to travel, the second they got to Grandma Vinogradov’s retirement mansion, she’d find every excuse to get them out of the house and certainly staying for longer than a week was out of the question.
Maybe that had to do with the fact that she was the least ‘grandma-ish’ woman alive.Grandmas, after all, were supposed to be that sweet grey haired lady with hunched over back with hobbies which included crocheting, bingo and shuffleboard, and that was a terrible description for Emma Vinogradov.
His ‘granny’ looked beyond just ‘fine’ for the ripe age of sixty, or whatever age she actually was as it was a mystery like with all women in this family. She must have had some miracle worker for a cosmetic surgeon, though he’d never ask, as her face was dollishly smooth, dyed black hair, body fitness model fit, and honestly it looked as if she never had k1ds with breasts like that. His grandma, being completely honest, was smoking hot, and it wasn’t just him with that opinion, as one could ask her million-plus Instagram followers, and they wouldn’t say the memes about coffee. She didn’t keep that body cooped up either, as she was more active than most college k1ds in doing cool things. Being a DJ, going clubbing, doing boxing, and, of course, hosting parties in her mansion, the woman didn’t slow down, and literally until this week, Cameron didn’t connect such actions as supernatural, honestly putting the still sexually active lifestyle of his grandma to a forgotten place in his mind. Now though, he was about to find out if her ability to keep going and going had anything to do with that green rock she gave the family.
*Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrm*
He looked at the picture he had for Emma in his smartphone as it began to ring her, an image he got from her instagram used. Like his mother, she had a short dyed-dark-black bob just past her ears, eyebrows so fine that they seemed drawn on her forehead. There was a faint sign of wrinkles by the eyes, but with the rest of her skin glowing so healthy from a Florida beach tan, combined with her naturally dark eyes with bright deep irises, it was hardly noticeable. Her lips were pink and glossy, slightly puckered for the selfie, as her shoulders bent to the side in a confident pose, letting a little caramel-tanned cleavage poke from her white blouse. While certainly not Lily-enormous, their roundness directed all attention in the area towards them, certainly would be quite the prize to ogle in a bikini.
You know, if she wasn’t his own damned grandma!
“Hello?” The deepish voice of Emma came on the other side, honestly reminiscent of a sex-line operator who smoked maybe a bit too much. Breathy, harmonious but firm.
“Uh hey…” It had been so long since calling her, certainly by himself when it wasn’t just wishing a happy birthday or merry Christmas. Did she even have his phone number? Would she recognize his voice?
“Oh hey!” Her voice lit up immediately. “Just the man I was hoping to hear from.”
”Really?” His head tilted as turned right in the intersection.
“Yeah…” She gave a sudden growl. “Did you bring the stuff?”
”What?” He suddenly realized she perhaps, maybe, might not realize who this was. “It’s-”
”Oh don’t play coy, Ben.” She gave a chuckle as the chatter of some guys was picked up on her phone. “Two guys are fun, but three makes a party, especially if you brought the coke and lube.” She gave a little moan. “Oh baby, I’m already hot thinking about your big, fat co-”
His eyes bulge. “Grandma. Please. Stop. It’s Cameron.”
”Oh.” She didn’t sound flustered or apologetic as a slight sigh came from the other side. “What do you want?”
“Me?” He gulped at the bluntness. “Uh..” Only now did he realize that he hadn’t prepared how to ask for this unusual information. “I’m c-calling to ask how you were.” He’d settle her in with some small chat before popping the really strange question about that green rock she gave.
“Cameron. Sweetheart.” She tsked. “You just heard how Granny is doing. It’s just another Monday for me here.” There was a sound of rubbing on the receiver, a muffled tone in a hush barely picked up. “Huh? No no it’s my dork grandson. It’s fine, pull it out. I want to see your excitement, boy.” She cleared her throat. “Now I’m going to hang up unless you’re going to be honest with me. I’m sure your mother, as big of a disappointment she is, didn’t raise a liar.”
Why couldn’t he have been born in a slightly less weird family? “Fine. I’m calling to ask about the green rock you gave us to help Lily.”
“Oh, of course!” Again some muffling on the other side. “Aren’t you a big boy? And who said Asians are small? So fucking veiny too. Do you taste as good as you look?” “And how is Lily? She’s drinking the rock in water everyday right?”
”Yeah and I think that’s the problem.” He shook his head, wondering if he shouldn’t have destroyed that rock instead, or at leastthrow the safe it was stored in right into the ocean. “I think it might be making her too healthy.”
*Slrrrrp Glupppp Hkkkkkk*
The sound of someone stuffing too much banana in their mouth and trying to swallow it filled the other side of this phone conversation until there was a wet pop. “Ahhhh…” She gasped out. “Too healthy? Oh honey, how can anyone be too healthy? Sounds like it’s doing its job! What’s she doing?”
“She’s changing.” He thought of the best way to describe things, though it was nice that he didn’t need to worry about being too graphic in the lewd situation which was his sister. “For example, yesterday she grew a dick.” He paused taking a deep breath. Just saying that made his trembling and lick his lips, his stomach giving a little growl. “A-A big one.”
”Hey, stop being so shy and stick it in me! Why the FUCK is my thong still on? Are you going to rip it off or do I have to do everything here?” There was a sharp loud sound of slapped flesh, an echo of a spank echoing into the car. “Oh that’s normal in this family, Cam. Some of my many sisters for example, grew great meaty cocks above their pussies. It’s a self-correcting gene to ensure the bloodline lives on.” There was a scoff as the line got muffled again. “What are you looking at? Stop staring and start pounding!” She gave a chuckle. “After all, we Vinogradov women can’t always depend on a limp man to get the job done.”
“B-But…” His mother always stated granny was a weird one, but perhaps it was his mother who was painfully naïve. “She’s grow so strong an-and she’s grown sexual aggressive a-and-”
“And?” There was a moan from Emma as a wet slapping started to develop. “What’s wrong with a strong woman? And of course she’s got a strong sexual appetite, all Vinogradov women do! They’ve got to carry on the proud family name after all, and we certainly can’t expect the men to do their fair share. One second.”
*Slrrrrp Glupppp Hkkkkkk*
He winced as the sound were filled with even lewder slurping than before, the wet slapping only getting louder. “Your daughter is knocked up by your granddaughter!” He practically cried out as he slammed his fists into the steering wheel, sending a honk onto the relatively empty road in a residential area.
*Slrrrrp Glupppp Hkkkkkk*
“Sorry Cam.”
*Slrrrrp Glupppp Hkkkkkk*
“I didn’t quite catch that…-”
*Slrrrrp Glupppp Hkkkkkk*
“I’m just totally busy…”
*Slrrrrp Glupppp Hkkkkkk*
“With something really hard…”
*Slrrrrp Glupppp Hkkkkkk*
“To deal with” She cleared her throat. “Hint, hint.”
Groaning, Cameron shook his fist to no one in particular. “I just want-”
”Honey, I’ve been trying to be polite, but right now I’m sucking really nice, big cocks from some boys visiting on a late-spring break.” Muffled voice returned. “And trying to get one to fuck my ass!! Is this the first time you’ve been with an actual woman, boy?” “But it sounds like you’re really concerned about this. The person you’d want to ask is your great grandmother, Eva.”
”Great grandmother? Surely she’s-”
”She’s very much alive, Cam. I see your mother’s been doing a great job of keeping our family history alive.” She sighed, another sound of a spank ringing out. “Look, she lives in Northern Ukraine but I’ll give you her address if you’re really interested. She gave me the rock after all and-”
”Isn’t there a phone number I can call?” Not only was a flight to Ukraine not sounding appealing, but he was hoping for some immediate answers so he could solve this problem today.
“No, Cam.” She sighed again. “Fucking dumbass daughter somehow tops herself with her son. Thank god Lily can apparently make me proud…” There was a slimy licking sound from the other side. “Mmm… Anyways, your great grandma has lived in an isolated communities all her life. No phones, no Wifi, no Instagram. A great place to worship the God-birther Mary, but a little slow for my liking, you know. You can only go in person if you want to talk to her. So if you actually want answers, you have your answer.”
”Wait, God-birther Mary? What can you tell me-”
”I’m going to hang up now Cam.” She grunted out. “Oh yeah, now you’re fucking me right.” “Ben finally came and I don’t intend on having a free hand or mouth for the next three hour. You take care now!” She let out a moan but quickly gasped back. “O-Oh and if you’re confused about Lily, it might be helpful to keep this mind.”
”What?” He nearly brought his ear to the phone, stomach churning for some helpful advice to combat these sensations.
”Don’t resist.” She moaned and groaned, not even bothering to muffle her phone. “Yeah, boys, don’t hold back, mama can take it better than you give it!” She grunted through gritted teeth. “Cam. I can tell you’re calling me because you’re having the ‘Vinograd guilt’ the boys in this family get. Just know what you’re seeing is inevitable, and if you are having those kinky thoughts that young men have, you should just give in. Let me guess? You want to suck her big creamy dick? Do it. Don’t let years of Catholic propaganda hold you back. A sister using her brother as a sex-slave -er sexual partner I mean, is as natural as a guy liking tits. A little sibling cum does the body good.”
”But-”
“Yeah, yeah! Mm yeah!” The other end was just filled with fapping, slapping, snorting and squirting. “Let me do a line off your fucking big, shaft, then I call more friends! I don’t think you mere three will be enough to handle a true woman.”
*Snnnnrrrrrrrrrt*
“Fuck yeah. Call your girlfriends too, I want this to be a Roman worthy orgy like-”
*Beep*
He hit that red button on his phone, parked in a free place on the side of the road and laid his head upon the steering wheel. “I’m fucked…” He sighed and twisted his head to look at the street he was on.
Well not yet. You should go home, put on something cute, buy some rose pedals to lay around your bed, and then play some sweet jazz music, coiling up like some cute virgin hungry for sister’s big cock. In fact-
His dick was going crazy, actually making a wet spot in his shorts as his mind was filled with Lily dominating and the graphic fun Granny was having. He was seriously thinking of unzipping himself just for some quick relief to edge him over, but he decided against that. He didn’t think he could actually climax now without moaning his sister’s name. It would disturb him too much, so he needed to think of another way to get off before he went mad. Something completely different.
Thankfully, he knew someone who could help.
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