Tripping Balls and Spilling Beans

Your mom begins flipping out. "Oh Jesus! Are we going to O.D.? Oh Jesus Jesse, what have you done? I'm not feeling so good. I should call Doctor Tremblay."

Her mother was at her shoulder helping her up from her chair as your grandpa corralled you three giggling girls toward the living room. Grandma was soothing your mother. "Calm down Helen, it's going to be fine. You have to relax or you're going to have a bad trip. Come on, lets go to the living room."

The pair of them get the four of you into the living room and sit you down. Your grandpa stands in the middle of the room as your grandma puts on some appropriate background music. "Okay my beautiful girls, just get comfortable. This is going to last a while. A few hours at least. And it's gonna be pretty intense. Just relax and let it happen, if you fight it you'll make it worse. Let us know if you need anything okay. Movies are fun, something creative, just vegging out. Let us know. For now just chill out and groove to the tunes."

Before your giggling fit you hadn't noticed much, but you were feeling it now. A numb happy buzz had settled in through your whole body. You felt good. Chloe was on the floor cross legged just staring at Muffin, she seemed particularly fascinated with the cat's tail. Your mother was in a chair, leaning back and her eyes closed. She was listening to the music and trying to relax. You and El were sitting shoulder to shoulder, your heads resting against one another's and just letting the experience take you.

Chloe says. "Hey guys, you ever really look at a pussy's tail? I mean...like, really look at it. It's kind of crazy." She was stroking the tail of her new kitten as it slept in front of her. "It like...moves on its own, ya know."

Fuck...she was right. That was kind of crazy.

And so it goes. An hour later and the four of you are fucking BLAZED out of your minds. Chloe is standing in the middle of the room doing some crazy robot dance, she had some serious moves! Your mother is on her chair with a big bowl of homemade pita chips she had gotten up to make a little while ago on her lap, her mother still speaking calmly with her and trying to help her not to freak out. Your mom was going on and on about guacamole.

"You guys want guac? I could go for some guac? Let's make an avocado run Mom. Why didn't I pick any up when I got groceries? That's it, we should always have avocados in the house from now on."

You and El...well, you'd made the mistake of looking into each other's eyes. WOOOOAH!

Your special bond took on a whole new dimension as your consciousnesses blended like two different liquids being stirred together into a solution. It was impossible to tell where one mind stopped and the other began. A thought or idea would come into your shared awareness and you honestly couldn't tell who it came from, there was no boundary between her and you. You were both lost in a world all your own. In your mind you were singing, laughing, dancing, flying, exploring bizarre landscapes; all as a single perfect entity. It was beyond anything you had experienced.

You weren't sure when it happened but you found yourselves in each other's arms, kissing deeply and passionately. Your hands begin to explore. As if from a great distance you hear your grandfather's voice. "Okay my little flowers, you're getting a little too cozy now." He gently pushes you over and squeezes himself between the pair of you. You both return to the real world and look at your grandfather with glassy eyes. Your grandpa had just **** his way between two hot and horny teen twins, lucky guy.

El smiles and looks at him as if he'd just arrived. "Oh...hi Grampy. How are you?" She snuggles up to him, resting her head on his shoulder as she stares close up at his face. She reaches and strokes his cheek. "I like when you call me your little flower." She says. You smile wide as you cuddle up to him on your side in the same way.

He is smiling at the two of you. "Well...you are my little flowers. Precious and beautiful."

"Thank you Grampy. I love you Grampy." She kisses his cheek, you follow suit.

"I love you too Elsie. I love all of you." He returns.

Chloe freezes in her robot dance sort of way mid-move, her head swivels toward you and snaps to a stop. "Right back atcha Gramps. You're the coolest daddio." And then she continues on her peculiar smooth yet stiff robotic movements. She seemed to be taking this whole thing better than the rest of you, enjoying the ride for what it was.

El was walking two fingers along her grandpa's chest. "You know, if you ever need anything from your little flowers...anything at all...all you need to do is ask Grampy." There was no question there was a sexual edge to Elsie's words, but it was more heartfelt than just horny. "We're here for you Grampy. We'll do anything for you. I mean it, just ask, no matter what it is, and we just might surprise you." She giggles a sexy little giggle. You punctuate El's words by kissing the rough late day stubble of his neck. You whisper. "We won't tell."

He chuckles his wonderful chuckle, either missing the subtext or choosing to ignore it. "You two sure are snuggly."

"We love to snuggle our Grampy." The pair of you say as one as you press yourselves against him, your breasts pressed hard to his sides. "Do you like snuggling with us?"

He's a bit creeped out by your perfectly synchronized stereo voices and your hands that had begun stroking his chest suggestively. "Okay, lets just chill out girls." He grabs each of your hands and pulls them down to your thighs.

You both giggle as one. "Okay Grampy, we'll be good...for now. Hee hee hee hee."

I'm glad he's not, but I'm glad we at least offered without actually offering. I woulda done it.

I know you would, me too. Think he noticed?

Nah, we were pretty subtle.

Can't wait to get to bed with you.

Me too!

Who said what in that exchange...you had no idea.

At this point the music had picked up to a more upbeat song and Chloe was seriously popping. Her continuous smooth yet jerky moves seeming like impossible magic to your stoned eyes. The three of you on the couch begin cheering her on.

"Ohhh wow! Go Chloe!" You cheer. "When did you get so good at dancing?"

Chloe freezes mid-motion and turns to you once more robotically. "I've spent a lot of time by myself. I can't masturbate ALL the time, unfortunately. I've got all sorts of hidden talents."

You and Elsie both laugh. Chloe sure was fun to have around. You were so happy she wouldn't be off by herself anymore.

The other two were to your right and they were still talking between themselves. You hadn't been paying attention to your mother and grandmother's conversation but you notice now your grandma's voice suddenly get very serious. It catches your ear.

"Helen, calm down...tell me darling, what baby? What baby are you talking about? Who's having a baby Helen?"

Your mother looks over to you with big scared eyes, she was definitely having a bad trip. Ignoring her mother's questions she says. "Jesse, come here baby. I need you right now."

Without hesitation you are up and over to her. Kneeling in front of her she grabs your face with both hands and begins stroking it lovingly. "Everything is going to be okay sweetie. You know that right? It's going to be such a healthy beautiful baby, Peggy said so. Nothing to worry about, okay?"

You smile as you look in her eyes. "I know Mom. She'll be wonderful. I can't wait to see her. She'll be so beautiful, you'll see." This seems to help a little.

You hear your grandma gasp. "Wait. So Jesse's pregnant? Oh my. So soon? She hasn't been a girl that long. It can't be, can it? What is going on around here?"

Your mom looks at you and smiles, though you could still see the barely contained tension and paranoia within her.

You and your mom hug, a big warm squishy hug. Her soft plump body feeling so good to press into. You stroke her hair and back. "It's okay Mom, everything is okay. Its just the brownies, it's okay. I love you Mom."

As you pull apart she nods. "I...I need to go lay down. I'm not feeling so good."

"I think that's a good idea." Your grandma says.

You and your grandma help her up and start leading her toward the stairs to take her to her room. You have to navigate around Chloe who was now just standing still, her eyes closed and only her shoulders now slowly bobbing to the music's rhythm, and Elsie who was on her hands and knees following Muffin around as the kitty explored its new home.

You hear the front door close and look up to see your big sister walk in. She stops in her tracks as she surveys the scene before her. "What the hell?" She wonders. She looks at you and sees your glassy slightly bloodshot eyes. She shakes her head. "You guys are baked!"

You hear your grandma's voice, a stern edge to it that you hadn't heard since the visit began. "Don't go anywhere Fiona, I need to talk to you."