Big, Sudden Change

Owen Vane woke up in what some might say was the best place on Earth. Sure, to some people that might be some stupid mansion somewhere, or god forbid, camping somewhere scenic. Those people were all wrong though. The absolute best place to wake up was in his own bed, laying on top of his big sister Olivia.

Owen was barely awake himself, groaning as his head shifted in the heavenly pillows he’d fallen asleep on. His nose brushed soft, warm skin, and Owen couldn’t resist nuzzling into Olivia’s enormous breast, his nose and face and lips sliding against her. She made an adorable, soft sound and Owen glanced up to see her green eyes opening, looking a little disoriented, but then her eyes met his and a warm, loving smile spread across her sleepy face.

“Mmm, hey, Livvie.” Owen smiled, leaning his face comfortably against her tits. Her soft, faded crop top had been tugged down in the night somehow, baring more of her heavenly breasts than she’d been showing last night, but right now, she didn’t seem to mind. Her nipples were covered, so she was unconcerned.

“Morning, Owen.” Olivia yawned, lifting her hand to run her fingers through his blonde hair. Owen felt amazing this morning, sprawled out on top of Olivia, his head right in her cleavage, enjoying the great valley between her melons.

Last night, him and Olivia had laid together playing video games all night long, until Owen glanced over and saw Olivia had dozed off. Gently, he’d taken off her glasses, turned off the game console, got up to turn out the light, then got back in bed. To his delight, the sleeping or at least mostly sleeping Olivia had rolled over to wrap her arms around him tightly.

He’d whispered good night to her, unsure if she was even awake to hear him. Then he’d simply relaxed in Olivia’s warm, pillowy embrace. He’d been a little hard at first, especially with how clingy Olivia was. She was fully pressed up against him, tits mashed to his chest, hips flush with his, their foreheads leaned together. He’d somehow fallen asleep with his cock pressed firmly against her, and now he woke up to find his morning wood doing much the same, pressing against the spot where her pussy was, though she did have on panties and some pajama shorts still.

Yet, Olivia seemed to be in no rush to move, though Owen couldn’t imagine she didn’t feel his cock firm and hard pressed against the fabric between her thighs.

“Do we have to go to school today?” Owen tried, making Olivia laugh. “I’d happily stay right here all day.”

“I definitely have to go at least. It’s my job.” Olivia smiled at him.

“I think laying in bed would be a lot more fun than school.” Owen sighed. Olivia laughed again, kissing his forehead.

“Definitely would be.” she agreed. Owen rolled off of Olivia reluctantly, but his eyes followed Olivia as she sat up and yawned, stretching. Her heavy enormous tits bounced as she stood up, and they bounced even more as she walked over to open the curtains and let sunlight stream into the room.

———

Brooklyn Robinson bit her lip as she stood in front of the full-length mirror in the corner of her bedroom. For just a second, she blushed, thinking of what she had seen in this exact mirror the previous night. Brooklyn had stared at herself in the mirror, stunned at the arousal on her face as between her thighs was her petite blonde best friend, her tongue lapping at Brooklyn’s juices while her pert ass was stuck up facing the mirror.

It had been quite the depraved view, but Brooklyn couldn’t deny that the sheer lust in Dana’s eyes had sent shivers down her spine. She’d seen the exact same fascination and arousal written clear as day across Evan’s face earlier in the day, when he’d been gazing at her naked body in the shower. Evan and Dana’s reactions, well, they were a big part of why she was standing in front of the mirror right now, dressed like she was.

Brooklyn wore a tight yellow crop top that went down only just past her breasts, which said top flaunted. The neckline was wide and showed off quite a lot of cleavage, her tanned tits pressed together by the snugness of it. The outline of her bra was visible through the thin top. Brooklyn had, for one wild moment, contemplated not wearing the bra, but her current outfit was wild enough without her breasts being on basically full display. Without the bra, the perky shape of her tits had been fully visible, as had the protrusions that were her nipples. On her lower half, Brooklyn wore a black skirt which was much shorter than the skirts she usually wore, and this skirt was tighter, too.

Her ass wasn’t exactly showcased in the skirt, but Brooklyn had to admit, checking herself out in the mirror, it was damn hard to miss. Basically all of her legs were on display, and her thick juicy thighs were nearly fully visible, the skirt just about covering up all her naughty bits, she’d have to be careful sitting down.

Brooklyn glanced herself up and down, from the thick chocolate braids of her hair to her bare feet. She looked sexy today, and she wasn’t sure this type of look was the right fit for her, but she also couldn’t hold back the spark of pride in her chest. She’d seen how Dana and Evan had ogled her naked, how Jayden always looked at her…

Brooklyn Robinson was sexy, and today she was gonna try and own it.

“Hey, Brook, Mom’s almost done-” the voice cut off suddenly, and Brooklyn turned towards the speaker. Her little brother stood there, staring at her, mouth slightly open.

“Something wrong?” Brooklyn frowned.

“You look amazing.” Jayden blurted, and Brooklyn gave a start. She felt her cheeks heating up.

“Is it too much? I just wanted to dress a little sexier today.” Brooklyn bit her lip worriedly.

“No, definitely not too much.” Jayden hastened to assure her. “You definitely look sexier.”

Brooklyn smiled, then. “You know, just because we’ve been doing naughty stuff doesn’t mean you can call me sexy whenever you want.” She gave him a playful look so he knew she was just joking with him.

“I can’t exactly lie to you.” Jayden grinned sheepishly. “It’s not my fault I got cursed by having such a stupidly sexy sister.”

“Cursed?” Brooklyn put her hands on her hips.

“Well, it’s a blessing now. But before… it was definitely a curse.” Jayden swallowed. “I wanted you so badly.”

“Oh, Jay-Jay.” Brooklyn exclaimed, and she practically hurled herself into his arms. “I’m so glad you have me now.”

Jayden’s arms wrapped around her tightly, and she rubbed herself up against him almost instinctively as he squeezed her.

“You’re so perfect.” Jayden breathed in her ear, and Brooklyn felt warmth tingling in her stomach as his hand slipped beneath her short skirt and grasped at her ass like his life depended on it. Brooklyn buried her face into his neck to stifle her moans as his other hand joined the first. What had her life had come to, that she was loving it as her little brother mauled her ass before school in the morning?

———

Aiden Blackson groaned as he knocked on the bathroom door hard.

“Celeste! Come on! I have to shower!” he groaned.

“Go use the other bathroom! I’m just getting started getting ready.” Celeste’s voice called back.

“You’ve been in there 40 minutes!” Aiden exclaimed, aghast.

“I have not, and besides, even if I have, beauty takes time!” Celeste shouted back at him. Aiden groaned, smacking his forehead against the door. His eldest sister coming back from college due to the emergency renovations happening there had sounded good at first, but she was such a hazard in the mornings. She was absolutely not a morning person, took forever in the bathroom, and had a bad tendency to eat the last of Aiden’s favorite cereal.

Aiden walked off towards the other bathroom, wondering if Amy was done in there. He knocked on the door, but it swung open beneath his knuckles, and Aiden looked up to see his sister standing there naked, just about to hop in the shower. Amy’s gorgeous green eyes widened, and Aiden felt a rapid stiffening in his boxers as he drank in the view of Amy’s naked body. She was soft and pale and thick, with adorable freckles all over her fat, creamy tits. She had a soft equally pale stomach, wide fertile hips, and juicy thighs that he wanted to put his cock between like he had the morning of the car wash when they’d last showered together. Amy had accidentally backed up so his cock slipped between her thighs, the length of it pressed against her warm entrance, which had started the three week awkwardness between them.

“Celeste is hogging the other bathroom and I need to shower.” Aiden blurted.

Celeste had tried to smooth things over between her younger siblings on Sunday at the pool party, but it hadn’t gone all that well. Aiden’s wandering eyes right now certainly weren’t helping with the awkwardness, but he just couldn’t resist. Amy was too damn sexy.

Amy was chewing on her bottom lip nervous, her pale cheeks were rosy, and her adorable green eyes were hesitant, but she nodded slowly, her vibrant red hair bouncing.

“You can shower with me.” Amy told him. “It… well, it’s not the first time.”

“Thanks.” Aiden said, very pleased. He stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind him, setting his towel and underwear down on the counter.

“I’m just waiting on the water to warm up.” Amy cleared her throat, facing away from him as he pulled off his pajamas.

“Amy… are you gonna keep being so awkward around me?” Aiden asked, sighing. “I know I fucked up, being so handsy with you, but I miss you.”

“You miss me?” Amy blinked, turning to look at him over her shoulder. “But… we see each other every day.”

“Yeah, but we don’t talk. You’ve barely spent five minutes alone with me since the car wash.” Aiden groaned. “I’m sorry for fucking everything up, but Amy, I just wanna go back to normal.”

“If we were going back to normal, I wouldn’t be about to shower with you.” Amy said, not meeting his eyes.

“I can wait for you to finish, if you want. I don’t want to **** you to do anything you don’t want to.” Aiden hesitated.

“That’s the problem, Aiden.” Amy sighed. “I do want to. I know I shouldn’t, but I really do.”

Aiden stared at her like she’d suddenly started speaking Greek. “You do want to.. what, shower with me?”

Amy nodded miserably. “Last time, your hands touching me… your cock touching me… it was so hard to leave the shower when I did. I wanted to stay and do so many things I absolutely should not do.”

“Things… with me?” Aiden asked, stunned.

“I’m supposed to be a responsible big sister, but all I’m doing is being absolutely awful.” Amy groaned.

“I don’t think you’re being awful. I want it too, Amy.” Aiden told her in a rush. Hearing that she reciprocated his fucked up feelings was like water in the desert.

Amy turned towards him, her green eyes looking conflicted, but when Aiden stepped forwards and grabbed her bare hips, she didn’t stop him. When his hands slid up the sides of her stomach, all she did was stare at him. His eyes feasted unabashedly on her body. Having his sexy big sister naked in front of him in his hands was **** on his hard cock, he was throbbing and twitching like crazy with need for her.

“You’re not a bad sister.” Aiden groaned as he pulled Amy closer, his cock pressing against her stomach as her body pressed against him. “You’re the best sister ever.”

Amy practically melted at his words, and when he leaned down, she met him enthusiastically with a warm kiss that made his cock twitch against her. Kissing Amy… it was heaven, feeling her plump soft lips against his mouth. Her soft hand running through his hair, her heavy milky tits rubbing against his chest, his cock rubbing against her soft belly… she was an angel.

“We can’t do anything else.” Amy gasped against his mouth. “We just need to shower and forget about this.”

“I could never forget about this.” Aiden groaned, his hands sliding around to squeeze Amy’s plump curvy ass.

“Oh, Aiden…” Amy sighed, her meaning unreadable, but when he bent to kiss her again, she kissed him back.

———

Jace went up to his room, feeling happy and satisfied from his time with his mother. He tugged off yesterday’s dress shirt happily and pulled open the drawer that Skylar had shoved his phone into before they’d left last night.

He opened it up to see texts from a handful of people. Anastasia had texted again, asking about whether or not he had a group for the Health project yet. He texted her back quickly that he didn’t. Then Matt had called and texted him a bunch of times about hanging out, so he sent a quick apology and explanation to his friend.

Then he got to the last person who’d messaged him, and his heart sank. Katherine Blackson had messaged him canceling the date they’d planned for tonight back on Sunday. She said that her husband was home tonight and it had made her reconsider. Jace sighed in disappointment, but he could hardly blame her. She was married, after all.

She was Amy’s mother, too, and there was a lot of potential for this to have gone very badly. It was a shame she’d canceled though, Jace had been looking forward to it. He’d been looking forward to seeing Katherine in a sexy dress.

Jace responded to her message saying he understood, but he couldn’t resist mentioning that he was available for a rain check anytime. He set his phone down, but it buzzed almost instantly. He picked it up to see she’d hearted his message.

Jace Holland couldn’t resist a quick grin. Maybe it wasn’t hopeless after all. Unlikely, yes. But hopeless? Not yet, anyway.

———

Marcus Calhoun rubbed his forehead as he sat opposite Eric Benson, the principal of Violet River High and his boss, which was very unfortunate because the man was an idiot.

“Let me get this straight. You plan on taking my team based fundraising contest and making it not a team based contest, now that the first event has already happened?” Calhoun verified.

“That’s correct, yes.” Benson replied. “Students were complaining to me that it was basically a popularity contest and they didn’t feel that they could win against a team comprised of the star quarterback, the cheerleader captain, the cheerleader vice captain, and members of both teams.”

“So what’s your plan for keeping the contest functional now that it’s individual?” Calhoun asked.

“I’m thinking we give each competing student a ranking based on how much money they can personally raise for the school, and the top 10 ranked students get the prize rather than the top team.” Benson said, looking rather pleased with himself.

“And what happened to fostering teamwork or whatever?” Calhoun sighed. “Plus, the events I had planned rely on there being teams.”

“Well, let’s forget about those events then!” Benson exclaimed.

“So now I’m throwing out my plans for the second and third event entirely?” Calhoun blinked.

“Yes, that’s correct. That car wash got a little too risqué, perhaps we do something simple like a bake sale.” Benson smiled. “Or, hmm. Maybe we keep the teams, just make them smaller. That’ll spread out the popular kids a bit. We could shuffle teams too!”

It was a struggle to keep how much he detested his boss off his face.

“Sounds wonderful, Principal Benson.” Calhoun grimaced in such a way it could maybe be taken for a smile. “A bake sale sounds like such a fun idea.”

“Doesn’t it?” Benson asked proudly.