Week and a Half

“We’re here!”, Mom exclaimed, “The Pink Manor. Where we’re gonna spend the next week and a half!”

Looking out the window I could see large white house nuzzled deep within the forest. Very secluded from the rest of the world.

“Hey mom, why are we going to this old house again?”

Mom happily explained,” It’s a tradition! Your father and I used to come here all the time with your Aunt. We were talking recently and decided to keep the tradition alive with you guys.”

We pulled up into the drive way and as my Mom got out of the car, I turned over to wake up my little sister. She slowly opened her eyes and gave a small stretch. After a quick yawn she turned her brown eyes to me and flashed her beautiful smile.

Our Aunt’s car came right next to us and honked twice, breaking me from my trance. I could see Aunt Cass along with her two kids, Rex and Tanna.

Tanna, lovely Tanna, she shows up in my fantasies a lot with her cute freckles and long blonde hair. This would be my chance to finally get closer to her. Although it might be difficult seeing as Aunt Cassidie wouldn’t approve.

Rex jumps out of his car and starts pounding on my car window, “C'mon dude, we gotta go pick out rooms lets go”

“Good to see you to Rex”, I respond, getting out.

He wraps his arms around me, crushing me, and starts blabbing on about his life. All I could focus on was his giant muscles around me. He releases me and puts a hand on my shoulder,” I promise this next week and a half is gonna be the most fun you’ve ever had.”

Before I could follow into the house, Aunt Cassidie steps in front of me, grabs both of my shoulders and forces a kiss on me which was way too close to the mouth. I immediately get hard and after catching my breath I squeak out,” It’s good to see you Aunt Cass”

She looks at me with a mischievous smile and invites me into the house,” Let's go in and get settled, I can’t believe your mom wanted to keep this tradition alive with you guys!”

The six of us, Mom, sister, Aunt Cass, cousin Rex and Tanna, and I all found our rooms. Sis and I are sharing a room, as are the two cousins. We got our stuff unpacked and later, ate dinner. It was now family game night, where the “tradition” was to be kept alive.

“I can't find any!” Chloe yelled

“All the board game are inside the top cabinet” Cassidie yells back,” Devin go help your little sister”

I run upstairs and see my sister looking at completely empty cabinets. However, I spot a little black box in the corner of one of the bottom cabinets. Picking it up we return downstairs, where I noticed everyone had a pink drink in their hands. Aunt Cass prepared everyone a tall glass of strawberry vodka while we were looking for the games, and was now handing us ours.

“It’s all empty, there's no board games, except for this one, with no name” I answer holding up the black box”

“Aww your father must have taken everything when he moved away” Mother explains with fake sorrow

“Well let's play that game then, what is it?”, Inquires Rex

“Dirty Deeds, a Daring game for Adults”

“Mom we aren’t playing this” I protest

She looks around the room judging everyone’s reactions. Then she taking a big drink and replies,” What choice do we have? There’s nothing else”

Aunt Cass immediately agrees, reminding us sternly that we are in the forest for two and a half weeks.

All the kids were very hesitant, looking at each other unsure if the parents were making a joke. When Mom opens the box and pull out the first card:

“Tickle the person to your left”

“See? That’s not so bad” Mom reassured me, massaging my shoulder, “If it gets too dirty for you, we will stop, how about that?”

Not wanting to sound prude, I nod in agreement.

“So, you agree you want to play the game?” Mom asks, smiling mischievously, and moving her hands closer to me.

I look around at everyone’s position and realize far too late what is coming. The game had already started, in fact, it started long before we got to the mansion. I was on Mom’s left, did she plan this? She plunges her fingers into my sides forcing a small yelp from me. Unrelentlessly, begins tickling me out of my chair. I fall to the floor, but mom follows, jumping on top of me and tickling me until I’m crying laughing. Everyone was watching as I get pinned down and to laugh. Mom lets out a low moan sound and all my blood rushes to my penis, which is pinned down under her thigh. She finally stops and locks eyes with me while I recuperate.

“We are going to have so much fun this week, aren’t we?”