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Chapter 7 by DA DA

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Awkwardly, my parents show up.

Naw, why would I be? The moment I get bored of women is something far, FAR into the, and there was always that quote about it not being about the journey, but the destination…

So, naturally it doesn’t matter how I’m going to fuck my sister, the only thing that matters is that I’m aroused, my dick is hard, and she is the one responsible…I can’t find any reason NOT to. Maybe she’s my sister, maybe this COULD be wrong, but nobody in this room sees it as wrong, she wants my dick, my dick wants her pussy.

I was basically the middleman stopping two magnets from meeting one another.

A cockblocker, that was the biggest bitch at a party I wanted to deck, I was not going to be that guy, blocking my own dick from doing what it had grown to do, reshape pussies.

I’ll worry about the ‘moral ramifications’ when things start making sense.

However, as I approached the frowning-then-suddenly-smirking girl-

“Hey my little girl~ thought we’d drop by one more time before we-

And then I felt my libido shrivel up and die as the familiar voice called, with the door opening up on its own accord.

And so, I was met with my parents, my father Jackson and my mother Pearl, as they peeked into the room.

With me sitting in a chair, naked as the day I was born and dick dripping of juices.

With my cock erect and bulging looking as if it was a towering pile of meat.

With my sister, also naked, on the opposite end, hand beckoning to me in my current state.

Not to mention the alien girl who was currently leaking fluids and crumbled over her desk.

Yeah, this was not pleasant…and unfortunately my dick didn’t respond to my attempts to get it down, Imogene froze up…as well as my parents…

Mum however, gave a shake of her head and gave us ‘the look’, not ‘THE LOOK’ when we’ve done something awful, ‘the look’ as in she was going to give a lecture that really had nothing behind it. I knew her signs so well that I wish I could go back and time and inform my pubescent self how he could have survived through his life.

Still, focusing on now…

“K1ds…I know you won’t meet each other for a while, but do you REALLY need to do this without any indication, you could have put a sock on the door or something? We would have got it.”

...Sorry, fuck what?

“Sorry, fuck what?”

“Yes! Exactly, please when you’re going to do that, at the VERY least give your parents a head up, we were your age as well you know, we get it when you just need to, well, get it out. I mean this one time, me and your father-

“MOM! GOD, please don’t say anything!” Imogene, slapping her hands over her ears, “Seriously! I’m cutting the flow of blood from my ears if you try to talk about you and your dad when you were teenagers!”

“Well there’s nothing wrong with that isn’t there? I mean,, after all, you and Axel are growing adults now, I think you should be mature enough to-

“I will NEVER be mature enough to hear about you and dad and what you did in the sack!”

“So crude young lady, my and Jackson were perfectly healthy people in our youth, we experimented when appropriate, and-

“Oh fuck no!”

“Watch you language young lady! I didn’t raise you to be like that!”

I wanted the byplay…oddly, really oddly.

My mother was a bombshell; no doubt, she looked way younger than she should be given her age. Her hips were that sexy MILF kind, her breasts were DD’s, and she had an ass that I wish I could slap every time she passed me in the kitchen.

Once again, I wished there was a time machine to help [censored] Axel learn the wonder that is girls, earlier. Instead of making a complete and utter twat of himself, and going on about the mythical ‘cooties’.

I never lived it down when it got to highschool, even when the jokes stopped, I never got over it.

But that wasn’t something to focus on!

The one I SHOULD be is the fact that my mother and sister are NOT freaking out more than they should. In fact, the idea that me and my sister are likely about to participate in incestuous relationships seemed to not bother her in the slightest, she was downright pleasant about it!

My dad…is kind of the strong silent kind, he only says what needs to be said, he’s cool like that.

I think mum on average makes up for it by talking a LOT.

“Alright well, we should hit the road I suppose and leave you k1ds to get to-Oh, I almost forgot…Axel dear?”

“Uh…yeah mum?”

“Congratulations on becoming a man!” She gave you a thumbs up…like, the fuck?

“The fuck?”

“Exactly! Unless I’m very well mistaken, this lady friend of yours is your first girl isn’t it? Oh lord isn’t that special~ I hope you introduce will introduce her sometime, she looks like a sweet girl.”

I took a moment to look at Jane…who was her ‘normal’, blond bombshell self. She was still naked and dripping but…

I guess she must have used that…holo-disguise thing.

“WELL THEN, we better get going, don’t let us hold you up. Axel? You have fun now, goodbye~”

I snapped out of my evaluation on the situation and realize my parents were…leaving, wait, there was something I was forgetting…

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