Sexual Research Commission/Grover/Peters/8

The Peters Family

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Lyla: an obstinate 5 year old girl

Jack: a 10 year old boy

Emily: a daydreaming 12 year old girl

Michael: 35 year old single father of three

Part 2: Emily | Chapter 8: The Storm

With the doorbell ringing insistently, Riley begrudgingly paused their movie and rose to answer the door. At almost the same moment the movie paused, Emily's phone began to ring. She pulled it from her pocket to see her dad calling.

She answered. "Hey dad, what's up?"

"I am so sorry about this. There's an emergency at work. I have to go in right now, I'm actually calling you from the car. I know how much you need some space right now, but I need someone to watch Lyla."

"Can you hire a sitter?"

"That's the thing. Someone stopped by the house at the perfect moment and I gave them Lyla, but I didn't think it through."

"What do you mean? Who has Lyla? Is she in danger?"

"No, she's safe. I know you have your disagreements about decisions I've made recently. Please know I am still capable of some parental sense. She's with Greg, her usual babysitter. Somehow I didn't realize, I just didn't connect the dots in my brain—"

The door rattled as Riley approached it and before she touched the handle, it flew open. The twins, Frank and Greg, burst in announcing their arrival with all of their usual theatrics.

"Weeee're home!" they shouted in unison.

Greg stepped forward and spread his arms to command attention. "And guess who we've brought with us!"

The twins stepped aside to reveal Lyla trying make a grand pose by to lifting her foot over her head, like she was learning in gymnastics.

Emily tensed. "Dad! You sent her here with Greg? What am I supposed to do now?"

Her dad sounded a little surprised. "They got there already? Wow. I'm sorry. I wouldn't do this to you if I didn't absolutely have to. The new server we installed this week is disentangling and I'm the only one with the knowledge and clearance to fix it. Greg wasn't able to stay at the house with her. I didn't have time to ask him why. You and Riley are welcome to come back to our house. I have to go, I have another call coming in. I love you, sunshine. Good bye."

Emily sat in shock for a moment. Riley sat next to her and rested a hand on her shoulder. Laughter echoed in from the backyard where Lyla had gone with the twins. Oliver thundered down the stair, clearly having heard Lyla was there. Emily rose and followed them out back. She was horrified by the sight that beheld her. Lyla already had both the twins cocks in her mouth and Ollie was nearly undressed himself, ready to join in. She couldn't really fit more than just their tips in at the same time, so she began alternating between them as Ollie came up behind her and rubbed his little pecker between her ass-cheeks. Emily was stunned until Greg erupted in her little sister's mouth.

Emily marched forward and grabbed Lyla from the between the three boys. "Lyla, aren't you supposed to be resting today? Why are you letting them do this to you?"

Cum dribbled down Lyla's chin as she was lifted away from the cock she'd been milking. "I only haft ta rest my sex holes. I can still use my mouth." She licked the cum off her chin as best she could.

Emily turned to carry Lyla back inside and bumped into Cade. "There are so many boys in this house! That is it. Lyla, I'm taking you back home. You can't rest here."

Emily pushed past Cade and lugged Lyla back through the house. The naked child wriggled and squirmed so much Emily dropped her halfway to the front door and she ran back to the boys. When Emily caught up with her, she was handing a marker to Greg and turning her cheek toward him. Emily tried to snatch her away again, but she kicked and screamed. Lyla headbutted Emily in the stomach and got away. Greg made his mark on her cheek. Lyla's moment of triumph faded quickly when she turned back to see she had really hurt Emily.

Lyla walked over to Emily and looked up into her eyes. "I'm sorry. We can go home now." She didn't get a response. Emily looked like she might be fighting back tears. "I'll kiss it better." Lyla lifted up Emily's shirt and kissed her stomach.

Emily cracked a smile. Lyla may have got herself into a big mess, but she was still the caring little sister Emily loved so much. She picked Lyla up and gave her a big hug. Lyla wrapped her arms around Emily's neck and gave her a big squeeze. When they released their embrace, Lyla went back in for a kiss. Emily loved how affectionate Lyla had always been and started to kiss her back. This was not like the little pecks Emily was used to getting from her sister. Lyla's lips were more relaxed and slowly massaged Emily's. Emily was shocked at the deep intimacy of this passionate gesture from her little sister. This felt like to much of a real kiss to share with her sister. She wanted to break away, but at the same time she wanted to lose herself in this moment. Lyla kneaded Emily's bottom lip between her own. She kissed her upper lip and caressed it with her tongue. She massaged Emily's mouth, upper lip parting from lower as their mouths opened to each other. Emily lost herself when she felt another tongue in her mouth for the first time. Everything else faded away as she forgot to care what was right. She placed a hand behind Lyla's neck to press her face closer, supporting all her weight with the other by grasping her naked buttocks. Time froze to stretch that moment into an eternity.

Eternity ended in an instant. Emily released her grasp to come up for air. She flushed with embarrassment and marched through the house before she could see anyone's reaction. She continued straight out the front door and down the street, not even stopping for a moment to see if Riley followed. Lyla rested her head on Emily's shoulder and held her tight, secure in her big sister's arms. Emily stopped at their front door and shifted Lyla around to search her pockets for her keys. No luck. She'd left them in her bag back at Riley's house. She looked around, trying to figure out her options when Riley came up behind them with Emily's bag. Riley found the keys and let the three of them inside.

The house was quiet. "Jack?" Emily shouted into the void.

Lyla wriggled out of Emily's arms. "Jack's gone. He went out somewhere before I left."

Riley flipped on the lights and plopped down on the couch, making herself at home. "Guess it's just us girls then. I think that's perfect."

Lyla jumped on top of Riley. "Yeah! Girls day!" Riley tickled her and she slipped off the couch. "Let's go skinny dipping!"

Emily sat down at Riley's feet. "You're already naked. Isn't skinny dipping just the same as swimming for you now?"

Lyla flopped over dramatically. "Nooo. You two would be nakey too."

Emily prodded her sister with her foot. "Why do we have to be naked?"

"I grabbed my swimsuit on the way out." Riley chimed in.

Lyla sat up slouched forward. "It's more fun when everyone's nakey. C'mon-uh. You used to always skinny dip at home."

Emily grabbed the remote. "Maybe we'll go swimming later. Riley and I were watching a movie when you showed up and I want to finish it." She quickly found it and showed Lyla.

"Oh! Sammy loves this one. Can we start it over?" Lyla climbed up on the couch between the two older girls.

The three girls sat watching the movie. Lyla was thoroughly enthralled, Riley giggled at the little one's reactions, and Emily impatiently waited to catch up to where they had left off. It was not long before Emily got up to pass the time by making some popcorn. When she came back from the kitchen, Lyla was absently fingering herself. Emily pulled out some wet wipes to clean Lyla's hands and told her not to do that in the living room. After Lyla quickly finished her popcorn, she could not sit still. As the movie got closer to where they had left off, Emily got nervous that Lyla would keep squirming about through the rest of the movie. Just as Emily was about to say something, Lyla found a comfortable spot straddling the arm of the couch next to Emily. The movie got more exciting and Emily forgot about her sister until an intense kissing scene came on. She remembered he own kiss earlier that morning. The scene dragged on, growing more intense as the teen characters moved toppled onto a bed. Movies had changed so much in the past year for even Disney to have such a hot scene with minors. Emily couldn't believe it when their clothes started coming off. She glanced at her baby sister, wondering if she should be watching this. Lyla was transfixed, humping the couch furiously.

"I told you to stop that." Emily pulled her down. "Don't do that out here!"

"Hey!" Lyla fought to get back to her position. "You chose the movie. It was just getting to the good part!" She found her opportunity when Emily reached for the remote.

Emily paused it and turned back to see Lyla humping again. "You can't watch this movie if you're going to be doing that. Stop it!" Emily pulled her down again.

Lyla tried to wriggle free, but found no way out. She stopped fighting and let out a huff. "I'll stop if you promise to go skinny dipping after."

Emily let her go. "Sure, we can go swimming."

"Naked!" Lyla insisted.

Emily looked back at Riley who just shrugged. "Fine. We'll swim with you naked."

Lyla eyed her suspiciously. "Not me nakey, you nakey."

"You have to be naked, we can't trade." Emily teased.

Lyla groaned, but cracked a smile too. "All of us will be nakey."

"Okay, okay. I'll get naked with you. I don't know about Riley though."

Riley sat up and leaned over Emily's shoulder. "I don't mind. I still skinny dip at home some times." She stuck a tongue out at Emily's shocked expression.

With that settled, they turned back to the movie. The scene continued with the teens stripping each other until the girl's dad walked in to see her bare butt in the air. The camera lingered there a moment, but it cut to another scene and the rest of the movie was slightly more tame. Lyla struggled to sit still, but Emily hardly noticed because the softcore porn scene left her feeling squirmy herself. When it was over, Emily collected the popcorn bowls and took them to the kitchen. She didn't rush washing them and Lyla bounced beside her the whole time.

"Wash them later." Lyla pulled at Emily's shirt. "It's nakey time!"

"Just give me a minute. I have to clean up before we start something new."

"Get nakey and then wash them!"

"Why would I do that?"

"Why not!"

Riley pulled her shirt over her head. "I think she has a point." She tossed her shirt at Lyla and got a giggle. "I mean, we should put on some sunscreen then you can finish washing while it soaks in." Riley dropped her shorts.

Emily stared at her now naked friend. "What got in to you?" Riley always surprised her. "I guess I can finish this later. Let's go."

Emily grabbed some towels and put them on a chair outside. She paused a moment when she saw the other two staring at her. Turning around, she pulled off her clothes, folded them on the chair, and grabbed a bottle of sunscreen. She squirted out a glob and passed it to Riley. When she finished with her self, left Lyla with Riley to go back inside and finish the dishes. The other two soon followed her inside and Riley helped her dry things while Lyla climbed up on the counters to put stuff away. Emily felt weird standing there, three naked girls in the kitchen. They finished quickly, but Emily didn't want to stand around waiting for the sunscreen and they had probably waited long enough by now so she rushed outside and jumped in the pool. She had forgotten how great it was to feel the water on her bare skin.

"Catch me!" Lyla called out and leapt at Emily.

Riley splashed in after her and Emily forgot all her hesitations. The two older girls took turns throwing Lyla through into the air to splash back in the pool. Then Emily got attacked by the other two climbing on her shoulders. She quickly dove under and held her breath until they had to go back up for air and she could get away. The three of them splashed and chased each other around for over an hour before any of them tired. It was well past noon when they climbed out, but none of them were hungry enough to look for food. They laid out their towels in the sun to work on their tans. Once they air-dried Riley suggested they take turns reapplying each other's sunscreen. They did Lyla first which didn't take long with two pairs of hands running over her little body. Next was Riley who laid down and Emily turned into into also giving her a massage. When it was Emily's turn, Riley returned the favor. She paid special attention to massaging Emily's budding little breasts. Emily wanted to say something, but the sun felt so nice it lulled her to sleep. She had to admit what Riley was doing felt pretty nice. Lyla was working on her legs and Emily smiled at how her tiny hands tried to make a nice massage out of it. She decided to just lie there and enjoy it.

"What was that!" Emily sat up. "Lyla, what were you doing down there?"

Lyla cowered back from between Emily's legs. "I thought you might like it if I licked you there. I like it a lot."

"Don't just do that without asking!"

Lyla looked like she might cry. "I'm sorry."

Riley put a hand on the little girls back and lifted her chin. "I might like it. If you want to try it on me, I'll let you."

"Really? Okay!" Lyla crawled over to Riley's towel and crouched down while the other girls laid in front of her.

"Riley, what are you doing? What's up with you?"

Riley bit her lip as the kindergartener went down on her. "Watching her today, she looks like she really likes this stuff. I guess I just figured she might be able to—Oh, yeah—teach me something." She lifted her head to look at her little lover. "That was amazing."

Lyla pulled her face out of Riley's crotch to flash a smile before diving back in. Emily could only watch in disbelief as her baby sister went to town on her best friend. Riley moaned and kicked at the sensations flooding her. She reached out and grasped Emily's hand. She squeezed her hand with every wave of pleasure flowing from that child's tongue. Orgasm erupted in her body. She crushed Emily's hand and stretched out her legs. Her head arched back with a soundless scream. Lyla pulled out to let Riley come down as a joyous tone escaped her throat.

Riley scooped Lyla up. "Thank you. I have never. Oh my god you are a—You're so good at that." She snuggled her a moment longer. "Do you want me to try it on you? I don't think I could be that great, but I can try."

Lyla beamed with pride. She didn't know what to say, so she just wiggled out of her grasp and laid back with her legs in the air. She laughed when Riley licked her slit from her butt-crack to her clit. "Emily, sit on my face!"

Emily though she was too stunned to speak but she managed a few words. "I think I'll watch." And watch she did as her friend returned the favor, eating out her sister.

Lyla laughed and giggled. She giggled until her breathing turned shallow and her laughs turned into moans. Her tiny frame flailed then went limp. She put a hand on Riley's head to signal her to stop. When her breath returned she turned to Emily. "Can I eat you now?"

Emily was flustered beyond imagination. "But you're my sister. Isn't that weird?"

Riley smiled with her mouth glistening from pussy juice. "I'm not your sister. It wouldn't be weird if I ate you, right?"

"No. I mean right. It um, isn't weird." Emily hid her face and spread her legs. "You can do it if you really want to."

Emily ran her tongue through her deep through Emily's slit. "You're already so wet! You and Lyla are definitely sisters."

Emily groaned and squeezed Riley's head between her thighs. "Don't say embarrassing things like that! If you're gonna do it, just do it. Don't make it weird."

"Do what? If you want me to focus on 'it', you'll have to be more specific."

Emily pressed Riley's face into her crotch. "Stop teasing me, you know what I mean."

Riley went to town on her friend's pussy like her juices were the only thing that could quench her thirst. She didn't really know what she was doing, but what she lacked in experience she made up for in enthusiasm. Emily stared up at the sky while Riley's tongue forced moans out of her. She tried to fight it but she couldn't deny how great it felt. Her voice leaked out of her unbidden. It sounded foreign to her as if there were someone else inside her trying to get out. That thought scared her for a moment, but then Riley found her clit and a jolt of pleasure rippled through her. After that there was no denying she was the one feeling this, enjoying this, crying out the joys of getting eaten out by her best friend.

Riley worked Emily's pussy so long, Lyla grew bored. Unable to help her sister get off, Lyla knelt behind Riley's ass sticking up in the air. She stroked Riley's inner thighs from her knees up to her ass cheeks and gave them a squeeze. She traced a finger down her crack, teasing her anus before traveling lower. Riley yelped into Emily's cunt when she felt two tiny fingers enter her own. Lyla fingered Riley whose licking was interrupted by moans that vibrated up Emily's spine. Lyla tried to fit more fingers in, but Riley was too tight and sensitive, clenching when she tried going up to three. Lyla was having fun with her fingers, but she couldn't resist the tight rosebud staring at her. Without pulling her fingers out, she pressed her face between Riley's cheeks.

Riley nearly screamed when she felt a tongue on her anus. She got so lost in the sensation, she struggled to keep up her own licking. Her breathing grew heavy. She could only get in a few licks at a time before she had to come up for air. Emily wrapped her legs around Riley's neck to force her to stay down. Riley didn't suffocate, but she had to breathe so close to Emily's cunt, she was practically inhaling her vaginal fluids. When she felt Lyla's tongue press against her sphincter and gain entry, she lost all awareness of what she was supposed to be doing. Riley's second orgasm ripped through her. All she could feel, all she could hear, all she could smell and taste was sex. Her moans of ecstasy were loud in spite of being muffled by Emily's pussy. It felt like she was stuck in a state of rapturous eternity and she wished it were true. Emily released her grip and Riley released one more moan up to the sky before going limp. Brimming with bliss in her afterglow, she dragged herself up to lay beside Emily and admire her eyes.

Lyla noticed a frustration left in her sister's eyes. She crawled up to whisper in her ear. "You didn't get your cummies, did you?" Emily turned to avoid her gaze, but turned back to avoid Riley's. Lyla grabbed her sister's face and gave her a peck on the lips. "Let me help you." Not waiting for an answer, she climbed over her sister and sort of got into a sixty-nine position, but she was so much shorter, her hips hovered over Emily's lower chest.

Emily's legs opened on their own. She lifted her arms to pull Lyla off of her but seemed afraid to touch her. "What are you doing? At least face the other way. I don't want your butt in my face!"

Lyla just wiggled her butt and laughed, her breath tickling Emily's pussy. Emily looked back up at the sky and tried to imagine it was still Riley eating her pussy, but Lyla's mouth was so much smaller and far more skilled. "Oh, Fuuu-dgesicle. Oh, crap that's—OH!" Emily Shut her eyes trying to contain the intensity of sensation exploding between her legs. It continued to build. She couldn't contain it. Her voice filled the backyard with fake obscenities. It felt like she would be torn apart if she didn't give it a way out. She had no idea how her baby sister could be pouring so much pleasure into her she overflowed, but she knew she didn't want her to stop. Emily's voice caught in her throat and her mind went blank with white hot pleasure. Lyla's tongue didn't stop, but each stroke felt like a hot poker melting away at molten iron. Emily's orgasm slowly faded away. Her mind remained foggy, the only thing she could truly feel was Lyla continuing to force sharp pleasure into her. It hurt, but Emily let her continue.

The first thing Emily noticed when she began to regain her senses was something drip onto her chest. She looked down out of her haze to see Lyla's puffy child pussy glistening with arousal. Emily found a small puddle on her chest. Without thinking, for she could not think, she dipped two fingers in the puddle and tasted it. It didn't taste of much, but she dipped again for another taste. She stared again at her baby sister's back end, her pussy and butt on perfect display. Lyla's pussy lips were parted more than slightly, both from her legs spreading across Emily's chest and from arousal. She reached out and pulled the lips further apart to gaze into her and see how wide her vagina would gape. Emily was surprised by how the tiny hole grew, how deep she could see. Curiosity consuming her, she moved her hands higher and pulled Lyla's butt cheeks apart. Her anus seemed to gape even wider than her vagina, yet she couldn't see any signs of tearing. Emily coated her hand in the juices pouring out of Lyla and with the other hand keeping hold off a butt cheek, she pressed her thumb into her baby sister's pussy and her index finger up her butt. Lyla moaned into Emily's pussy, but kept her tongue going. Emily slipped another finger into Lyla's ass, continuing to finger both holes with one hand. Deciding her pussy needed more attention, Emily pulled out her thumb and replaced it with two fingers from her other hand. After adding a third finger to her ass for good measure, she settled into a rhythm. Lyla's tongue moved faster, so Emily's fingers did too. Both Lyla's holes suddenly clamped down on Emily's fingers and her body shuddered, but her tongue never stopped. Her holes relaxed, but when Emily started to move again, Lyla reached back to stop her hands. Lyla focused in on Emily's clit, trying to pull out another orgasm, but her energy ran out. Lyla pulled Emily's fingers out and slowly climbed up to lay on her chest. The three girls drifted off to sleep there in the sun and had one of the greatest naps of their life.

Chapter 9: A New Beginning