Saturday Morning

Jace woke up to feel a warmth cuddled up against him, a warmth he’d certainly not gone to sleep with. He curiously squeezed said warmth closer, and his eyes opened to reveal a blonde laying in his arms.

“Mom?” Jace asked sleepily, and the lovely woman in his arms stirred.

“Hey, baby.” Danielle murmured sleepily, which gave her voice a sort of husk that Jace found kinda sexy, frankly.

Jace gave his mom a squeeze, and she flopped over so she was laying on his chest smiling at him.

“I’m surprised to see you here.” Jace smiled, and Danielle shrugged.

“I got home late and a little drunken. I didn’t really mean to end up here either, I just… I just found my way here.” Danielle explained.

“Yeah, Daisy said you were out on the town with Aunt Rachel and Aunt Claire.” Jace said, naming his mother’s two best friends, who were Gabby and David’s moms, respectively, not any relative of Jace’s.

“Oh, yes, I’m afraid so.” Danielle laughed, “Rachel has a tendency to make me loosen up and act like I did back when I was a wild young woman.”

“Did you just imply you’re not still young?” Jace raised a brow.

“I’m practically 40. Hardly a woman in her prime anymore.” Danielle snorted.

“You’re still doing fine, Mom.” Jace laughed, “You just gotta stop moping around the house about Dad always being at work.”

Danielle’s face softened, and she tenderly cupped her son’s face.

“He was much more fun when we first got together.” Danielle sighed, “Now… well, now I’m fairly convinced he’s got his eyes on younger women, and I’m just left to decay in this house.”

“Decay? Jeez, Mom, you’re talking like you’re old already. You still have plenty of life left, and if you don’t want to spend it in this house, then don’t. Dad makes plenty of money, you can go ahead and do something that makes you happy.” Jace said softly, and he squeezed his mother, “And as for Dad looking at younger women, well… he’s a fucking idiot for not appreciating the woman he’s got.”

“Language.” Danielle said mildly, her lips quirking up into a smile, “Don’t tell the girls, but it’s reasons like this you’re my favorite.”

She winked at him, and Jace laughed.

“I’ll keep that quiet.” Jace said, and Danielle laid her head down on his upper chest. Jace felt his mother’s breath on his neck and he was unable to stop himself from shivering. He was also studiously ignoring her heavy tits pressed against his chest, and doing a decent job of it.

Danielle was clad in a faded gray T-shirt and some pink cotton shorts, Jace saw, and he tried to ignore how they clung to her round ass.

“Excited for the beach trip?” Danielle asked after a beat or two of silence.

“Yeah, I am. It’ll be great to see Aunt Daph again.” Jace said with an excited smile. His Aunt Daphne was actually his aunt, she was Danielle’s younger sister by a decade.

“I’m sure you are.” Danielle said a little frostily, and Jace laughed.

“You’re not still jealous of her, are you?” Jace asked incredulously. Daphne had a tendency to coddle Jace, and when he was younger, that meant she bribed him with sweets a lot. So, when Daphne had asked him who his favorite was between her and his mother, young Jace had eagerly chirped ‘You are, Aunt Daph!’. Since then there’s been a playful rivalry between the Franklin sisters.

“Mmm? No, not at all.” Danielle shook her head firmly, blonde waves bouncing. Jace laughed and rubbed his mother’s back.

“No need to worry, Mom. I’m no longer able to be bribed by candy.” Jace soothed her. Danielle hummed happily.

“Good. That means I can keep you to myself.” Danielle smiled.

“Well, I probably should go and spend some time alone with Aunt Daphne. It’s been months since I’ve seen her.” Jace said innocently. Danielle sat up, arms crossing beneath her bosom and her juicy thighs pinning Jace’s waist between them.

“I’m joking.” Jace hastened to clarify. Danielle nodded approvingly, smirking.

“That’s what I thought, baby.” she beamed. Jace chuckled, and he sat up to embrace his mom. She patted his back and then slid off of him. Jace watched as she slipped off the bed and crossed the room to the curtains, throwing them open and letting the California sunshine stream in.

“First weekend of the school year.” Danielle reminded Jace, and he nodded.

“Yup. I’m glad it’s Saturday.” Jace agreed.

Danielle stretched her arms up above her head, yawning, and Jace glanced away from the glimpse of his mother’s stomach he got when her shirt lifted up a bit.

“I’m going to start breakfast, I think. Pancakes work?” Danielle asked when she finished yawning.

“Sounds good.” Jace nodded. Danielle nodded back, and she ruffled Jace’s hair as she left the bedroom, closing the door behind her.

Jace leaned over to unplug his phone and picked it up to see if he had any messages. All he had was a text from Gabby saying that her mom had said they’d be coming over at 10.

The bedroom door opened, and Jace lifted his head wondering what Danielle had forgotten, but it wasn’t his mom, it was Daisy, in a skimpy, lacy pink bra and black booty shorts.

“Miss me?” Daisy grinned teasingly, and she locked the bedroom door behind her as she walked forwards with her hips swaying.

“I saw you last night.” Jace reminded her with a grin.

“But you didn’t get to taste me last night.” Daisy cooed.

“True.” Jace chuckled, and he slid off the bed to stand up and greet Daisy with a fiery kiss, his hands going to his big sister’s wide hips and pulling her voluptuous form close.

“You’re all hard for me, baby brother.” Daisy purred, and she grinded against his erection, making Jace groan into her plump lips.

“It’s the sight of these fantastic tits in just one of your skimpy bras.” Jace growled, and Daisy shivered in his arms.

“Mmm, I know you can’t resist them, Jacey. Why don’t we hop in the shower and I’ll really let you taste me?” Daisy asked eagerly.

Jace agreed in almost identical eagerness.

“Absolutely. Mom’s gone to make pancakes, so we have a bit of time.” Jace said.

“Perfect.” Daisy exclaimed giddily, “I’ve missed your cock inside me.”

Jace and Daisy hastily stripped down, Daisy’s bra landing on top of Jace’s T-shirt and his shorts joining hers on the floor, and the siblings’ underwear landed on the floor too.

“Did you bring an extra change of clothes?” Jace asked, his eyes on his big sister’s bare bosom. Daisy looked amazingly sexy naked, with her aforementioned bare bosom, her flat stomach, her wide hips, her light summer tan, not to mention her bare, glistening pussy. She was really wet, wasn’t she?

Daisy shook her head, “I’ll just put on some of yours.”

“Won’t that be kind of… suspicious?” Jace wondered.

“Is that really the hill you’re going to die on?” Daisy teased, “I’m standing in front of you naked and all you’re worried about is what I’m going to wear after the shower?”

“Good point.” Jace nodded.

Daisy took her little brother’s hand and led him into the bathroom. The sound of rushing water was promptly heard.

———

Owen Vane sat down on his bed wide-eyed, holding a pair of binoculars in his hands and contemplating how he’d never known something so crazy.

Owen glanced back up at the view he’d been looking at and peered through the binoculars again. He swore under his breath when he saw that Jace and Daisy had already entered the bathroom.

Owen had been lucky enough to be sitting at the desk in front of his window with his computer open when Jace’s bedroom door had opened and Daisy had stepped in wearing just a skimpy bra and some tiny shorts.

Owen had been delighted. He didn’t have Jayden’s luck off his bedroom window looking directly into one of the sexy Holland ladies’ bedrooms. Jayden could ogle Dana changing whenever her curtains were open, and that had made Owen incredibly jealous, considering Owen only had a view into Jace’s bedroom.

Something like this happening had never crossed his mind. Owen had watched, mouth open and eyes peeled eagerly as Daisy had kissed Jace then stripped down. Jace had stripped down, too, but Owen ignored Jace entirely and drooled over naked Daisy.

How was it that the fact Jace was in an incestuous relationship with his big sister had slipped his notice? That was Owen’s biggest fantasy, being in an incestuous relationship with his big sister Olivia. His other sister Octavia… he didn’t like her nearly as much as he liked Liv.

Thinking of a scene like what he’d just witnessed unfolding in his house made Owen even harder.

Olivia coming in, giving him a loving good morning kiss, then stripping down, encouraging him to do the same, then they’d hop in the shower to fuck.

Owen getting to play with Olivia’s huge naked wet tits. His cock sliding inside her over and over again. Olivia crying out his name at how amazing he made her feel. Owen and Olivia kissing fiercely as he seeded her pussy…

As fucking if.

A furiously jealous Owen sat at the window dutifully, hoping Daisy would soon emerge, preferably without any clothes on. What a loser he was, having to live vicariously through Jace’s incestuous affair.