Going to the party

Thanksgiving weekend had always just been a time for the family when I was a kid, but now, days from my 19th birthday, I was noticing it was also a time to reconnect with old friends. Everyone comes back to see their families for Thanksgiving, so it's a chance to see your old high school buddies and other people you've known all your life. My aunts and uncles did it still and they're thirty and forty some odd years old.

We were headed that night to a big house party at the home of this rich chick from my high school class. Her father owns a truck dealership, which meant they were one of the richest mean in the county. Yeah, it was some redneck stuff, but that's just how it is back home.

I hopped in my truck with my sister and Lacey crammed into the middle and Zach on the end.

"Can't you get a classy truck at least, with two rows of seats?" Lacey asked in annoyance.

"Mark's just a trainee lightbulb changer," my sister teased, "He's up to debt in his eyeballs just on this redneck truck. And obviously he prioritized a lift kit over comfortable seating for ladies!"

I just laughed. I've never felt threatened by sassy women... I actually liked the teasing. And besides, I knew my sister would obey me when I wanted her too, and that was very nice.

"Think of it as a chance to live like a real American for a weekend, Lacey," I teased, "There won't be any Teslas at this party."

"Please, Teslas are so 2020," my cousin said sarcastically, "Dad's buying an electric Mercedes S-Class."

"Great, I'll tow it to the nearest charging station when it runs out of juice," I teased. We were just messing around as I drove the backroads. Despite being on differing ends of the modern socio-political spectrum, in our family we just joke about it and nobody gets too bent out of shape. If only the rest of the country was like that.

"So are you gonna move to the city, Christie?" Lacey asked. High-school graduation was coming up fast, after all.

"I dunno," she said, "I went to Aunt Olivia's condo and it was kind of weird. I mean the condo was fine, but all the city people were snobby."

Lacey smirked. She was no stranger to snobbery, but she wasn't on the receiving end of it. "Well you can't stay on the farm for life, girl! 18 years is enough," she said, then blurted out, "Have you ever even eaten pussy?"

"Y-yeah," my sister said awkwardly, not adding that it was our aunt's pussy, "What's that got to do with it?"

"Tell her, Mark," Lacey said.

My sister looked daggers at me, wondering what the hell was going on.

"Ummmmm Lacey saw us... earlier..." I said.

Even though I was looking at the curving country road ahead of us, I could sense my sister getting sick to her stomach. Apparently quiet Zach knew too. I was just now noticing his submissive attitude to his big sister. That was interesting... but not really something I could look into at the moment.

"Don't worry I won't tell anybody, if... tell her, Mark," Lacey said.

"She wants you to uh, you know, pleasure her," I said.

"Either you or your brother, girl," Lacey said, "One of you is buying my silence tonight."

It was weird to be blackmailed, basically, at least by a hot chick, and our cousin no less.

"Okay," my sister said, with surprising confidence, "I'll do it."

Lacey laughed smugly. "Wonderful. So you like eating pussy or did you just do it to turn on guys?"

"Ew, I like doing it," Christie said. Well, it sure turned me on too... but I liked it better if Christie was into it out of her own horniness.

"Suck on my titties," Lacey said boldly, pushing up her top casually. I looked over to see my cousin's large breasts, surprisingly tan. I remembered she sunbathed naked for no tan lines... how could I forget?

My sister got in position and started sucking on Lacey's left nipple. I looked up and had almost driven off the road... damn, this was distracting.

"You too, Zach," Lacey said. Zach didn't even hesitate. I was surprised Lacey was being so bold about being into brother/sister **** herself, perhaps she wasn't a total meanie after all.

"Zach is my bitch, by the way," she said. Well, scratch that thing about her not being mean I guess. "Aren't you Zach?"

"Yes Mistress Lacey," my male cousin said, then went back to noisily sucking on his sister's tit. "You should try the same with Mark."

"Not gonna happen," I said confidently.

"Yes, it's the other way around with us," my sister said, coming up for air briefly. After how sassy she'd been earlier, breaking my balls about being a "lightbulb changer", I was actually quite pleased at the respect my sister showed me when she got into a sexual mood. And yeah, my boner was threatening to rip through my blue jeans.

I drove slow on a long stretch of road, watching my sister and cousin suck at Lacey's tits. I could hear them both sucking loudly, and they had plenty of nipple to enjoy. I reached over and stroked Christie's hair lovingly. I wanted my sister all for myself... but still, the idea of her having sex with Lacey was hot as hell, even with Lacey seeming set to dominate and humiliate her. And maybe me too. And definitely poor Zach, but I was getting the impression that he got off on this.

Just then I saw the massive stone pillars of our county's one elite subdivision. "Uh guys, we're here," I said, "Better stop sucking titty for a minute."