Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)

Chapter 5 by Piltheser Piltheser

Is she like I remembered?

Of course

The three of us waited by the exit terminal as the plane from Pennsylvania arrived. The passengers trickled out one by one. I could tell before I saw her when she was coming - the look on the passengers faces as they came out said it all. They'd just beheld three of the sexiest bodies on the planet, and had gotten a **** stare from an ice queen for it.

As she came into view, I really took in what a crime it was to hide the kind of looks she had. He hair was cut short in an easy maintenance bob of blonde hair. She wasn't wearing any makeup - though, in fairness, with her looks, she didn't need it. Still, what she did need was a smile - that scowl of hers could cut glass from 30 paces. She was wearing a loose pullover, a pair of sweat pants and a heavy coat, just leaving the view of this angry blob-shaped woman perpetually scowling at everyone.

Her daughters were a far lovelier sight. A redhead, a brunette and a black haired beauty. The sight of their wildly clashing hair colours might have made people question if they were adopted, but just from looking at their faces and bodies you could tell they were wall Holly's daughters. Those same beautiful lips, those same crystal blue eyes, those same blushing cheeks and long lashes, that same beauty that didn't need any makeup to accentuate it. But thankfully, instead of an icy stare, their faces seemed to bring happiness and joy to those around them, each of them radiating with a seemingly angelic warmth and affection of innocence.

But if their faces were innocent, their bodies were anything but. Though not the **** hourglass of their mother and her sister, they had a jaw-dropping figure that was only accentuated by the fact that each of them clearly wasn't wearing a bra beneath their dresses, their abundant titflesh, though with no cleavage on display, still seeming to jiggle in unison as they walked. Their enormous knockers seemed to almost hang over their flat, thin stomachs, which in turn flared outwards to a staggering pair of hips, which flowed down their long legs to each wearing a pair of stilletto heels, which made a lovely clicking noise as all three ran up to me.

The trio wrapped their arms around my torso, each of their huge breasts rubbing against my hard muscle. “Hi Timmy. Look how much you’ve grown.”

“I could say the same to you” Each had filled out gloriously since we had last seen each other. The three giggled, their voices music to my ears

A music that was abruptly cut off as Holly reached us. "Hello sis, thank you for letting us stay with you", she said as if she was determined to not put anything other than the words into her obligated gratitude. "Now, lets get to your place, I need to unpack. What are the sleeping arrangements?"

What are the sleeping arrangements?

Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)