Thanksgiving

It was a day you were both looking forward to and dreading. Thanksgiving. You'd made the drive in from New Mexico. Chad and his girlfriend Kristin had flown in from Florida. Sam and her boyfriend Jared had flown in from California. Charlie and Abby and Cassie and Josh had driven in from New Mexico. All for Thanksgiving. All would see your dad get down on one knee and propose to Carrie. Only you and Carrie knew that she was your ex. That your dad had completely replaced you. It took you six months of dating to muster up the courage to ask her to sleep with your dad. In less than six months, your dad was putting the seal on a lifetime of happiness.

You didn't have much of an appetite of course. Carrie had spent the entire day busy in the kitchen, so you caught up with Sam. Things still felt awkward, but you were admittedly mostly in your head. Finally, Carrie announced that the food was ready. You trudged into the kitchen. It was a magnificent spread. Turkey, mashed potatoes, rolls, green beans, cranberry sauce, sweet potato casserole. Your dad had turned your ex-girlfriend into a capable wife.

Your dad sat down at the head of the table, in front of the giant turkey he'd been smoking for the past day. He stopped before he cut it open, and first led the table in a prayer. Then he paused for a moment.

"I have something else to be thankful for. In June, I was in a dark place. A dark place I'd been in for 18 years. A dark place since Cathleen had died. I thought I'd never meet a woman like that again. But then I met Barbie. And I hate to say it, because I loved Cathleen so much, but Barbie, you've surpassed that. You are the most incredible woman I have ever met, and I want my family, I want your family, to see this, to know. I want to spend the rest of my life with you." He got down on one knee, opening a box for a ring. Inside was a giant diamond perched on a thick golden band, the ring coated in smaller diamonds. It was the perfect ring for the perfect woman. "Will you marry me?" Carrie knew this was coming, but the emotion overwhelmed her. She took the ring, placing it onto her finger.

"John ... you are the most amazing man I have ever met. You're the only man I want to be with. I want to bear your children, and I want to be the most amazing mother I can be to my stepchildren. I will marry you. I love you so much" He stood, and she jumped into his arms. Everyone clapped, with Cassie chirping excitedly like a cheerleader. Carrie went to you, Sam and Chad. She gave Chad a long hug and a soft kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you for allowing me to join the family, my strong manly son." Chad smiled.

"Thanks mom." She gave Sam a long hug that lingered a little longer, with a soft kiss on the cheek.

"And thank you, my lovely, amazing daughter." Sam beamed.

"Thanks mom."

"And thank you, my sweet, sensitive son." Carrie leaned in, whispering into your ear. "Check the middle drawer tonight, when you need it." She gave you a hug. You were wondering if there'd be more, some sign of your past with her, but she was a mom now. She treated you equally in that way.

"Thanks mom," you said, your voice cracking.

***

After dinner, Jared and Sam and Chad and your dad went to play football. You helped Carrie with the dishes. You went up to the bedroom, hoping to just get to sleep. You were emotionally worn-out.

Your dad and your ex - no, your parents, went to their bedroom next to yours. Sam and Jared were upstairs in the attic bedroom. Cassie and Josh were at the end of the hall. Abby and Charlie were below you in the downstairs bedroom. And Chad and Kristin were in the bedroom next to yours.

The newly engaged couple started first. You could hear the bed start to creak as your dad started making love. They were good at it, with lots of practice, and you would normally have started jerking right there, but she put you in this fucking cage. Then upstairs, Jared and Sam started. Pretty soon, the entire house was fucking, except you, a chorus of creaking, and Carrie telling your dad she loved him. Finally, you opened up the drawer.

--You'll probably need this. Love, Mom.

It was an 8 inch brown dildo and some lube. You swallowed, taking the toy and the lube.

"Mmmm, John, I love you so much," Carrie said, as his thrusting into her intensified. You lubed up your ass, your hands shaking. The noise from the downstairs finished after a few minutes. You guessed neither Charlie nor Josh were adept as your dad or Chad, who were both still at it, along with Sam. You took a moment, calming down, controlling your breathing as you lubed up the big toy and pushed it against your entrance. You missed Marco.

The head of the fake cock slipped into your ass. You moaned, despite yourself. You gradually started pushing it in and out. Marco could make you cum hands free, he hit just the right spot ... there it is. You closed your eyes, whimpering as you fucked yourself. You needed that sissygasm, listening to your dad fuck your stepmom, your ex, all those emotions racing through you, back here, back where Marco --

"Ohh fuck, cumming," you whimpered loudly, as your came, still locked up. The bedrooms beside you quieted a moment, as you realized everyone could hear you cumming like a girl. Then the sounds of loving resumed, the dildo still lodged deep inside you.