[Act II] Here We Go Again

Act 2: Past and Present

Three Weeks Later...

Jace Holland woke up in his bed on a Saturday morning, taking it nice and slow. He didn't have any school today, he could take his time waking up, and so he did. He blinked his eyes groggily, yawning and lifting his right arm to stretch it out, rolling his shoulder. He tilted his head down at the reason that he couldn't do the same to his left arm, his peacefully sleeping mother. Danielle Holland in her infinite beauty, eyes closed still, her breathing steady. He watched the gentle rise and fall of her chest, happily drinking in the view of her gently bouncing breasts as she did so. Danielle was clad in a silky, pale lavender slip, one which showed off her thick thighs and womanly curves, along with plenty of cleavage, and even some enticing sideboob. She was definitely not wearing a bra, which was why her boobs had that nice gentle jiggle as she breathed.

Danielle was laying in Jace's arm, his hand wrapped up around her waist, her head on his chest, well, his shoulder really, but the front of his shoulder, not on top of it. Her blonde locks were messy, a splash of gold on Jace's bare chest, and her beauty was even more radiant without make-up on. Jace could scarcely remember the Great Before. Before he and his mother had shared a sizzling bath together, one that had had enormous repercussions on their relationship. Much like Danielle had said before he slid back inside her pussy for the first time, their relationship was never going to go back, there'd been too much change. Jace could never go back to seeing Danielle as 'just his mom', just like he was way past seeing Daisy as 'just his sister.' He'd fucked Daisy way too many times all over this house for that. She was... quite something in bed. But Danielle hadn't been all that different from her eldest daughter these past three weeks, always very eager to have sex. One Friday morning, Jace had been woken up by the incredible sensation of his mother sucking his cock. It was way past time for school to start, and Danielle had informed him he'd gotten a terrible flu. Jace had faked a cough, making his mother grin and go right back to sucking him after giving him a nice morning sleeping in.

Skylar had gotten grounded for some mysterious reason she wouldn't share, which did free up a lot of his time, admittedly. He hadn't realized just how often he and Skylar were together until she was locked up. He hadn't spent time with her outside of school since their celebratory sex after the car wash, and he hated it. He had no clue what she did, she was being cagey, but he figured it must have been bad for a three week punishment. It had had the benefit of allowing Jace more time to spend with his cousin Isabelle Holland. She, as Skylar's best friend, was similarly feeling the absence, as when Sky wasn't with Jace, she was with Izzy. Isabelle had come over quite a few times, had a nice dinner with the family and then left. She'd texted him last night about coming over to use his pool, which he'd laughed but agreed to. This would be their last Skylar-free weekend, as the heiress had elatedly told them on Friday that this was her last weekend grounded, and she'd be free on Monday. Jace was very interested in prying whatever she'd done out of her, the curiosity had been killing him these past three weeks, and she was being incredibly tight-lipped.

It was kind of a good thing that Skylar was gone, though, as his mother was absolutely ravenous for him. He guessed after around fifteen or so years with absolutely minimal to no sex, the ability to fuck a guy in her own home again was too much to resist. Didn't help that she was so very clearly painfully aroused by the taboo of fucking her son. Jace couldn't lie and say he didn't feel the exact same way. Danielle was a goddess, and the taboo of fucking Daisy hadn't ended, so he didn't see how the taboo of fucking Danielle could die down anytime soon. Danielle had been a little better this last week, still always eager, but she seemed to have finally got it all out, no longer insanely ravenous for it. Regrettably, the loss of that ravenous hunger meant he couldn't talk her into letting him skip school anymore. She'd put her foot down, given him a kiss, and told him she'd be waiting for him when he got back from school. A grumbling Jace had gone to school.

Jace had had been having a lot of sex these past weeks, in truth, and it was amazing, and tiring. More than just Danielle and Daisy, he'd also had Amy and Olivia looking for more. Olivia hadn't been that pushy, thankfully, as he wasn't sure he could handle another sex-crazed woman, but they'd slept together plenty of times in the past three weeks. Olivia was more keen on dates, though, and Jace had been all over town with her, it was amazing. They had to limit PDA because of her being his teacher, but they were still spending time together. They'd watched a few movies together down at the mall theater, they'd played some minigolf at the rec center, they'd been bowling a time or two. It was amazing. He kept saying that, didn't he? He'd had a crush on her for what feels like forever, the fact that he got to date her now was just... incredible.

Things with Amy had been great, too. So far, their friendship hadn't wavered since the introduction of sexy times. In fact, it might have been even better. Jace and Amy now truly knew each other entirely, and there was an amazing new bond between them. And hey, Jace didn't half hate seeing Amy's amazing body naked, all flushed and sweaty from exertion. Her chest and cheeks got adorably red, and she was always panting hard, but she had this huge smile on her face, and her green eyes were glowing with happiness.

"Unh..." Danielle groaned, and Jace sucked in a breath as his mother's fit shapely ass started grinding against his cock.

"Fuck..." Jace gasped, feeling like the luckiest man on earth.

"You're all hard this morning." Danielle yawned. "I don't suppose that's for little ol' me?"

"Of course it is." Jace grinned, pressing his erection deeper into his mother's ass. It was Danielle's turn to gasp, and she shot him a look over her shoulder, those sexy teal eyes sparkling mischievously. Danielle reached around herself, and her hand slid inside Jace's shorts to grasp his cock. Jace's eyes widened as his mother's hand wrapped around the base of his cock, and she tugged it effortlessly free of Jace's boxers. Jace took the hint, and shifted his hips so that his cock could slip beneath his mother's lavender colored slip, and he sank home inside her.

Danielle's body arched, her torso pushing out away from Jace as her head pressed back against his chest. Jace slid his hand up to cup one of Danielle's heavy breasts as he slowly started rocking his hips, enjoying how his hips bounced off his mother's firm ass.

"Oh, baby... I love you so much." Danielle panted, pushing her ass back into him, pushing his cock deeper inside her.

"I love you too, Mom." Jace grunted. "Waking up next to you is incredible."

"It absolutely is." Danielle said, and she spun around to wrap her arms around her baby boy. She placed a palm on the back of Jace's head and pulled him in for a sizzling kiss. Jace had just picked up the tempo when shouting arose, distinctly familiar shouting. Danielle let out a loud groan, but this one was annoyance not arousal.

"Fuck these girls." Danielle snapped grouchily, and she hated herself as she pulled herself off her son's cock.

"Mom, they can handle it." Jace protested. Danielle rolled her teal eyes.

"Unfortunately, they can't. Dana has the unique ability to make Daisy act like a pissed off teenager again, and Daisy pisses Dana off just as much." Danielle sighed as she fixed her slip, finding her panties on her son's bedroom floor and pulling them up her long smooth tanned legs.

"I swear they fight every morning." Jace complained, and Danielle huffed. "You're telling me, baby."

Danielle leaned on the mattress and gave Jace a peck on the forehead. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go put my adult daughters in timeout."

“Oh, come on. You sort them out all the time. Let them figure it out themselves today.” Jace protested. “Stay with me.”

Danielle hesitated, and Jace lifted his arm to take her hand, their fingers lacing. He smiled watching her indecision melt away as she climbed back into bed with him.

“You’re such a bad influence.” Danielle said with a laugh, and cuddled up to Jace’s chest. Jace’s hand trailed up her long smooth leg and he hooked his fingers in her panties. Danielle leaned in and kissed him as he tugged her panties back down and slid back home inside his mother.

———

2003

Dean Franklin could only watch at the scene unfolding before him. There she was, his sister, Danielle Franklin, and she was... gorgeous. Her big teal eyes, the same color as Dean's, but so very different on her face. Her very large breasts, flawless, round, tanned, and perky. Her nipples were pointed and hard, and Dean tried so hard not to ogle them, but he was only human. Her body was tight and toned, her stomach flat, her thighs shapely and juicy. Her hips swelled out from her slender waist, and her legs seemed to run for miles, long, smooth, tanned, and flawless. Her golden blonde hair was wet, streaming down her shoulders and dripping water onto her already wet breasts. Dani raised an eyebrow at her twin brother.

"Dean, a few questions." Dani said wryly, and Dean nodded.

"Well, question one. Why did you barge into my room without knocking? Question two. Why did you open the bathroom door? Question three... why are you staring at my naked body?" Dani asked, smirking at her speechless twin.

"Uhhh... well, dinner's ready." Dean said weakly.

"That doesn't answer any of my questions!" Dani laughed. "Let me find a towel, all of your blood is in the wrong brain."

"Hey!" Dean protested as Dani turned around to grab a towel off the counter. As she did, Dean took one last longing look at her body, and at her ass, curvy and firm from her exercise, before Danielle wrapped the towel around her body. As much as it pissed him off, it did make it a lot easier to think. He hated when Dani was right.

"Now." Dani put her hands on her hips and smirked at her twin brother, her teal eyes flicking down to his rather prominent erection. "Answer the questions."

"Well, I barged in because you didn't answer when I knocked." Dean explained.

"Uh huh. And you saw the bathroom door closed, but that didn't stop you, did it?" Dani laughed.

"I heard a noise, thought maybe you were in trouble?" Dean lied half-heartedly, making Dani burst out laughing.

"You perv! Get out of here, I'm trying to change." Dani shook her head, and Dean hastened for the exit, but his sister called his name, and he froze.

"Don't think I forgot about question three." Dani called, and if Dean didn't know better... he'd swear her tone was very nearly flirtatious.

———

Jeremiah Holland walked downstairs to find his two daughters arguing.

“Girls!” Jeremiah exclaimed, and they both quieted down. “Some of us are trying to sleep in on a Saturday morning.”

“Sorry, Daddy.” Daisy said quickly, and Dana nodded in agreement.

“Yeah, sorry, Dad.” Dana mumbled.

“What are you even arguing about?” Jeremiah asked as he walked into the kitchen, crossing to the coffee maker, which fortunately already had a pot ready to go.

“I was telling Dana I planned on taking Jace somewhere today, when she freaked out and started yelling at me.” Daisy said immediately.

“Ok, that is not what happened.” Dana folded her arms. Jeremiah couldn’t help but notice how Dana doing that pushed her large breasts up and together, nor could he not notice his baby girl wasn’t wearing a bra underneath that pink tank top.

“I told Daisy that I had planned on a pool party today, and I didn’t want her and Jace to bail on it.” Dana explained. “Daisy shot back by saying ‘tough luck, guess that’s what happens when you’re not the favorite sister.’ I’m Jace’s twin! Of course I’m the favorite.”

Daisy snorted. “Trust me, you’re not.”

Dana opened her mouth, but Jeremiah cut her off.

“Stop it, both of you.” Jeremiah sighed. “It’s too early for this. I just got back from Coral Sands a few hours ago.”

“Sorry, Daddy.” Daisy murmured, and she stepped up to kiss Jeremiah on the cheek and give him a one-armed hug. As he felt her very large breasts squash against his chest, he concluded quickly that Daisy was also not wearing a bra under her red tank top.

“Yeah. You should go back to bed, Dad.” Dana said, and his petite daughter came over to stand on her toes and give him a kiss on the cheek, too. Jeremiah wrapped an arm around Dana and squeezed her. He couldn’t deny how good her petite body felt.

“It’s too late now.” Jeremiah yawned. “I’ll just have to go to bed early tonight.”

“Are you sure? I’ll make sure Dana stays quiet.” Daisy needled her younger sister, and Jeremiah let out a groan.

“Don’t you two ever stop?!” Jeremiah complained. “You’ve been fighting since you were children.”

“She pisses me off. Always thinking she’s better because she was born two whole years early.” Dana snapped in a very un-Dana-like way.

“No, you just can’t handle having a big sister. You never want to listen or admit you’re younger.” Daisy shot back.

“It’s two years, Daisy! Two! You could barely walk when I was born.” Dana exclaimed.

“That’s it. Enough arguing. Jace and your mother are trying to sleep.” Jeremiah shook his head.

“Fine. I’m going over to Brooklyn’s.” Dana said, and she went over to the back door, put on her flip flops, and left.

“You really couldn’t just have let her be?” Jeremiah asked Daisy wryly.

“She gets on my nerves about everything.” Daisy said furiously. “Like today, she thinks she owns Jace just because she’s his twin. I’m the one he-, uh, likes more. God forbid I want to spend time with my little brother if it doesn’t fit Dana’s plans. She’s so controlling.”

“And you do nothing but torment her until she snaps.” Jeremiah said, and Daisy couldn’t fight back a grin.

“Maybe I do.” Daisy allowed, making Jeremiah chuckle.

“You cause your own problems, sweetie.” Jeremiah shook his head. Daisy gave a careless shrug, and went to make herself a cup of coffee. Jeremiah watched her as she did that, thinking of what Owen Vane had told him weeks ago, the morning of the car wash.

Owen had told Jeremiah that Jace and Daisy were having sex. It had stunned Jeremiah, and his instinct had been to not believe the teenager, but the more he’d watched his two elder children these past three weeks… it had become increasingly obvious that Owen had been telling the truth.

Owen seemed to want to use that information to **** Jace into breaking up with Olivia, but Jeremiah found himself not agreeing with that at all. Olivia was a sexy young woman, absolutely no question there, but Jeremiah wasn’t going to **** his kids just for a chance to fuck her.

Perhaps some fathers would be a lot more disgusted by finding this out, but, well, Jeremiah wasn’t a particularly morally upstanding father himself. He’d had plenty of dirty thoughts about Daisy and Dana, and he couldn’t really fault Jace for having the same thoughts.

Just look at Daisy. She was standing there with her back to him, her long blonde tresses falling down her back. Her red tank top was nice and form fitting, hugging the shape of her torso, and the size of her breasts. She was only wearing some lacy black panties as bottoms, and Jeremiah noticed quickly that they were very skimpy. It was more of a thong than anything else, and it showed off her curvy toned ass.

“Something wrong, Daddy?” Daisy asked innocently, and Jeremiah startled as she turned around.

“Huh?” Jeremiah asked. Daisy gave him a knowing grin, and she gave him a peck on the cheek as she took her mug and walked past. Jeremiah couldn’t resist glancing over his shoulder and watching her hips sway. He swallowed as he reached down to adjust his pants, tugging on the waistband. His baby girl had gotten him rock hard, and she had very clearly known it.

He couldn’t deny that his fantasies of Daisy had only ramped up recently. She was fucking her little brother… who was to say she wouldn’t want to fuck her father too?