Sexual Research Commission/Grover/Peters/9

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 9: A New Beginning

The sun was still high in the sky when the three girls recovered from their debauchery and they were hungry. Emily left her clothes on the chair outside and went inside to find something to eat. She wiggled her hips as the other two watched her bend over to grab some tortillas. She opened the fridge to grab some cheese and shivered at the cold draft that caressed her exposed body. Riley stepped in to help her grate the cheese. The two girls had too much fun cooking quesadillas, laughing and poking each other the whole time. When they were done they brought them to the couch and at as close to as they could, all eating off one plate. They made too much food, there was nearly a whole quesadilla left after they all ate their fill. Emily set the plate down on the table beside them and their laughter quickly faded into an awkward silence.

Emily stared at her sister sitting on her lap, searching for the words to ask what she wanted. "Lyla, when we were back at Riley's house we, um, where did you learn to kiss like that?"

Lyla looked a bit confused. "Like what? I just kissed you. I guess I practice a lot with Sammy and her daddy. We had kissing lessons at school once, but I already knew what they said."

Emily bit her lip. "Could you practice with me? I wanna learn to kiss like that."

"Me too!" Riley crossed her legs and bit her finger. "I watched you two kiss by my pool and it looked like—I don't know just amazing and like better than anything I saw on tv or whatever."

Lyla beamed with pride and gave a couple messy little kisses to each of them, totally missing the slow build she used before. She didn't seem to really know what she had done the first time so they all had to figure it out together. Emily pulled Lyla in and held her to her face, forcing her to give a longer kiss. It still wasn't the same. Lyla tried with Riley, keeping it going longer on her own. Riley loved it, but wasn't the magic she had seen.

Emily decided she would have to remember what Lyla had done try to mimic her for Riley. She had Riley sit on her lap facing her, placed her hands on her shoulders, and guiding her face closer, brought their lips just close enough to almost touch. Both their lips were closed, but they could feel each other's breath escape through their noses. They both smelled of chlorine, sunscreen, and quesadillas. Emily leaned forward and brushed her lips against Riley's. She kissed her upper lip, massaged Riley's lower lip, gripped it between her own and pulled it gently, placed a hand on the back of her neck and pressed their lips together, pulled back and traced her lips with her tongue. Emily paused for a moment to look at her friend's face. Riley's eyes were barely open, a gentle smile curved her lips. She was melting. Emily pulled her back in, pressing their lips together firmly. Keeping one hand on the back of Riley's head, Emily caressed her face with the other. She tried to use her lips the way Lyla had to encourage Riley to open her mouth, but couldn't figure how. She brought the hand caressing her face down to her chin and eased it down. As soon as their mouths opened to each other, Riley's tongue tried to explore Emily's. Emily thrust her own tongue into Riley's mouth and they danced around each other.

Riley cupped Emily's budding breasts in her hands, exploring them, kneading them and pinching her nipples, feeling them harden. Emily gripped Riley's head with both hands, trying to drink her in as much as she could. Riley's hands wandered over Emily's body. Emily let go and they broke the kiss to catch their breath. Riley leaned forward and kissed Emily's neck. They toppled to the side and readjusted so Emily was lying on the couch with Riley over her still kissing her neck, trying to give her a hickey. They had both forgot about Lyla until she climbed into the tangle of their legs and ran a finger down Riley's crack. Riley jumped a little and let out a gasp before lying down against Emily and sticking her tongue back in her friend's mouth. Lyla took a moment to admire the two pussies resting against each other, then stuck a finger between them to find both of their clits pressed together. It took her a moment, but she found a way to finger both of their pussies and play with their clits at the same time. They were all so enraptured in their lovemaking, none of them heard the front door open and close.

"Hello ladies, looks like you all had a fun day!" Jack put his backpack down on the coffee table.

Riley fell off the couch, narrowly missing Lyla's face with her foot.

Emily sat up and covered herself with her hands. "Jack! What are you—welcome home?"

Riley scampered away to find her clothes.

Lyla ran up to Jack and hugged him. "I got to have sex with Emily today!"

Jack ruffled her hair. "I saw that. Why don't you go see where Riley went." Jack patted her bum as she bounced away. "So..."

Emily hugged her knees to her chest, curled up against the arm of the couch as Jack sat down on the other end. "I, um, it just sort of happened. She really wanted to and Riley let her first and she licked me and it was, it, I, um..."

Jack just smiled. "I'm glad."

"You are?"

"You've been so hung up, I'm glad she finally broke through to you."

"You don't think it's weird? She's just a little kid and she's our sister."

"I think that little kid might love sex more than anyone I've met. And she loves you. You know the only thing that's been bothering her about this whole thing is that you've been ignoring her."

"Really? I had no idea."

"Of course, she's not going to leave you alone now. She'll be begging to do it with you all the time."

"Oh no." Emily sat up and threw her arms to the side, her eyes wide with fear. "This is gonna be 'baby shark' all over again, isn't it? "

"I think this'll be worse. This one won't go away after a month. At least there's no stupid song this time."

Riley came back in the room, fully dressed. "I'm going to go home now. It was—I had a great time." She flew out the front door and vanished.

Lyla jumped into Emily's lap and turned to Jack. "You interrupted us! But I'll forgive you if you join our orgy!"

Emily put Lyla back on the floor. "Hey can you go upstairs for a bit? I want to talk to Jack."

"Okay!" Lyla left.

Jack looked over his sister. "I didn't know your boobs were coming in so well."

Emily put her hands over her chest. "You can't just say that."

"Sorry. Just trying to break the tension."

"It's okay." Emily stared at the carpet. "I've been thinking lately about what you said that first day we found out about the school project. About how you had your first time before you knew it was supposed to be something special. Do you think maybe it was easier that way? Not having to overthink it?"

Jack looked around the room. "Maybe. I guess I can't really know, but I don't feel like I missed out on something. That first time was okay, but lately I've learned so much I can enjoy sex more than I ever could have my first time. Sex is one of those things that takes practice to really be good at it and no one is ever great at anything the first time. I guess I'll never really understand why people care so much about their first time other than people tell them their supposed to.

Emily lifted her eyes to look Jack in the face. "Yeah, I think you're right. Maybe sometimes your first can be like a magic moment, but the thing about magic is you can't just make it happen." She lowered her hand to her sides. "Do you remember that other thing you said, about how you could help me? I know you said it was a joke, but maybe..."

Jack met her gaze. "If that's what you want, I don't have a problem with it. I mean, you're really pretty even if you are my sister. I don't care if it's incest or whatever, I'd love to have sex with you."

"Okay. Then let's do it." Neither of them moved for a moment.

Jack stood up and took off his shirt. He unbuttoned his shorts then paused. "I think Lyla has some lube up in her room. I'll go ask her."

Emily grabbed him by the shorts to stop him. "You don't have to go up there! I um, I'm still pretty wet from, well from before." She blushed, dropping her gaze to the side.

Jack started to say something, but she cut him off by yanking down his shorts and underwear. His young cock sprung out, pointing straight out at her face.

"Oh. Your not as big as the boys in my class. Sorry! I mean you're younger so that's normal. I just I, theirs scared me a bit but you look—" She wrapped her fingers around his shaft. "Oh, it feels bigger in my hand. Lay down already, I don't want to chicken out."

"Alright, alright." Jack laid down on the couch and Emily was on top of him immediately. "Where's your phone so we can get the photo?"

Emily stretched out over to the coffee table to pick up her phone and nearly fell trying to get back. She unlocked the phone and handed it to Jack. Gathering some lube from her own crotch, she spread it over Jack's penis. Scooting forward, she lined herself up over him and unceremoniously impaled herself. Her breath caught as she stretched and strained to accommodate the largest object to ever enter her. After taking a moment to steady herself, she looked down to see how much she had taken in that one thrust and laughed at how full she felt with little more than the tip inside her. With a deep breath, she tried to relax and slid further down.

"Fuck!" Jack gripped her hips. "Emily you're—"

"Hey!" Emily found it harder to speak then she expected. "Language!"

"Emily, I think you're tighter than Lyla!"

"What!"

"I guess she has been training for a while. You never even used a dildo before, huh?"

"No, go back. You f-had sex with Lyla? When?"

"Yesterday. After school. Don't look at me like that! Remember I saw your little threesome when I got home."

Emily's face softened and if she could have gotten any redder she would have. She didn't say anything back, just looked down and remembered what she herself was doing. She pressed down again, then lifted up a bit. Down and up again, she slowly worked more of it inside.

When half his penis was inside her, Jack took a photo. "I think that would be enough for the assignment, if you want to stop. Not saying I want to. I just wanted to, in case you want..."

Emily didn't respond, she just kept rocking her hips as his words trailed off. When she almost had all of him inside, she lifted back up half way and dropped down to engulf his entirety. She let out a gasp and sat there panting for a moment. Jack took another photo making sure her whole body and her face was in frame. He took a close up of the action and another focused on her boobs for himself. Emily collected herself. She lifted up again and lowered herself back down. She savored the sensation of being emptied and filled again. Up and down. She slowly began to bounce. Jack switched to video and recorded his big sister riding his cock. Jack started to moan when she found the perfect rhythm. He could hardly keep the camera still and eventually gave up on it. Emily smiled at her little brother's reaction, pleased that he was enjoying this at least as much as she was. She laughed at how silly it was she waited until now to do this. Just as she decided they should keep doing it the rest of the afternoon to make up for lost time, Jack stiffened beneath her and she felt a new warmth fill her.

"Did you just cum inside of me!?" Emily fell back off of her brother's cock and reached between her legs.

Jack couldn't speak. His penis began to deflate.

"I didn't think you were even old enough for that!" Emily found a small drip of white coming out of her.

Jack moved up to rest on the arm of the chair. "Most of the boys in my class can't. There's only three of us who can and I can make the most." He had a rather satisfied smile on his face.

Emily didn't know what to say. She rubbed the semen between her fingers. "That's cool." The weirdest part about it was she mostly felt a bit proud of her little brother. "Can we go again?"

"I'm a little tired actually."

"Already? That's all you've got?"

"I was over at Sandy's this morning and we hardly did anything. I'm so horny, you were so tight, that felt so good, I'm surprised I could last that long. Just give me a moment and we'll be good to go."

Emily waited impatiently. She fingered herself, playing with the small bit of semen dripping out and noticing she felt much more open. When Jack was ready, she got on her hands and knees and motioned for him to mount her doggy style. He got behind her and slid right in. She was surprised by how easily he sank his whole length in. His big sister's pussy was so tight and delicious, Jack couldn't help going so fast her grunts echoed through the house. Lyla crept down the stairs until she saw her older siblings fucking like rabbits and rushed down to watch them. They hardly acknowledged her presence. Jack sped up. He pounded her as hard and fast as he could. One more deep thrust and he held her hips against him, depositing another load inside of her. Emily wasn't as shocked the second time. She rolled over and saw semen leaking out on the carpet. Only a drop was wasted though before Lyla jumped in to slurp the cum out of her sister's cunny. She expertly ate her out until Emily exploded into a screaming orgasm.

Jack got up and gave Emily one more load before collapsing on the couch. He watched Emily and Lyla sixty-nine on the floor. "I guess this is why P-FANS is only for girls. Us boys would be totally drained before second period."

After a few more orgasms, the girls cuddled up on the couch next to Jack. They turned on the TV and found their dad had installed the SRC's new streaming service. They flipped around and settled on a feature about incest. It immediately opened up with a scene of two kids who looked younger than Lyla humping each other, then cut to the girl blowing her dad while their mom sucked the boy. Several scenes of the same family flashed by faster than the young audience could react. Emily and Jack looked at each other, then at Lyla. With a mutual shrug, they decided to go with it and enjoyed the show.

When Michael Peters finally got back from grueling day at work, he found his three kids all naked on the couch. The youngest was lazily sucking off her brother who in turn was absently fingering the oldest while they all watched some explicitly pornographic documentary. The Peter's family had completely changed in less than a week. Michael decided the only thing left to do was embrace it. So, he left his clothes at the door, sat down with his kids, and they told him all about their new sexual exploits. Life in the Peters' house would never be the same.

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