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Chapter 4 by Theoverlordsfollower@gmail.com [email protected]

Whooo?

Putting the sin in cousin

"Hello!" It appears as if Christmas had came twenty four hours early, seeing as it was the day before Christmas.

"This is the response we get? I now understand why my husband opted out of going this year." His aunt and cousins had apparently arrived, turkey and wit arriving with it.

His mother immediately came running from the corner and hugged his aunt, there was a very clear contrast between the two of them. His mother was a short thing, barely able to reach the top cupboard without a ladder. On the other hand, his aunt was a tall and buxom woman that almost rivaled him in overall height. Thankfully, he was one inch taller than her.

"Sorry Eli, I was busy making the soup. Did you bring the turkey like I asked?" His mother asked his aunt and she answered by bringing out the turkey.

"Big, juicy and filled to the brim." She flashed him a dirty smile.

"I don't know if you're referring to the turkey or yourself at this point," his mother sighed as she opened the door wider to allow his cousins to enter.

His aunt Eliza had two daughters, a pair of fraternal twins named Jess and Kate. Short for Jessica and Katica, just joking. Short for Jesserine and Katherine, okay I'm pulling your leg. Short for Robert and William.

Jess was older by her twin by a few seconds, which ultimately gave her ownership rights of the elder sibling. She held that honor with pride, wasting no minute of her time teasing her younger sibling. Jess had sunny, almost yellow hair tied up in a messy ponytail. She was fairly fit for her age, having been scouted by her school at the age of 12. She was a track and field runner and was a god one at that, four hours on the treadmill was her record for longest consecutive running without breathing. This showed as John can see the toned muscles on her athletic frame.

Kate was the opposite in a way. She rarely went out, preferring to stay in her room all day and watch some....Japanese cartoons. As a side effect of holing herself up, she had very pale skin. As pale as a slice of cottage cheese, if he had to describe it using the items they had in their fridge. The girl had light brown hair that reached her back, having not cut it for several years out of laziness. She usually wore thick, baggy sweaters that John didn't know how her body was like. A shame, but he can understand what she felt.

"Sup Johnny Boy!" Yelled Jess as she hugged him. He could feel his spine break but thankfully using the powers of erotica fiction, he could feel her crotch grind slightly with his dick. She was always like this, clueless of how her body affected him.

"H-h-h-i." He could faintly hear Kate whisper as she hid behind the door frame.

"Hi you two, long time no see," He said as he welcomed them inside. They entered his humble house and they hung their jackets on the coat holder. His eyes bulged out of their sockets as Jess and his aunt discarded their jackets.

Their developed breasts jutted out of the shirts they were wearing, John could clearly see their hard nipples. He hid his staring with a nearby magazine he took earlier. They were none the wiser as John continued with his perverse staring.

"So, Jane," His aunt whispered as she nudged his mother. "Where the booze at? I've been dying for a fix. The traffic here was soooo bad."

His mother shushed her away as she continued to set up the table, Jess and Kate seated themselves next to his sister, Rebecca. "I put them away for now. You know how Grandpa Joe gets over the holidays."

"Speaking of Grandpa Joe, John." He perked up at the mention of his name. "He told me over the phone that he had something to give you."

He thought long and hard about what she meant. "It's probably a game. Or money. Or both."

"Don't get your hopes up John," his sister said in a sing-song matter as she continued to text to her friend.

For the second time that day, someone knocked on the door.

"John!" said both his mother and sister simultaneously as John lifted both of his hands in surrender.

"It better be Santa or else I'll be seriously disappointed," John muttered to himself as he opened the door to reveal-

Now it's the time to wait a few more months to see who's behind the door.

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