Cathy Burton's graduation party seemed to last for ever. Scads of relatives flooded her home, hugging and kissing and delivering cards and money, and then staying to eat and eat and eat. Cathy had managed to spend most of the day with her brother, but then some old friend of his came over and stole him away. Finally, about seven, most of those relatives and in-laws were gone. That left her aunt Doris and her son, Bill, along with Dave and Amy. Dave was her second cousin, or something like that, and they had their boy and girl, Paul and Ginny in tow. Along with her grandpa and grandma, that was the hardcore group that seemed to hang out together the most, and Dave's family would be staying over. Doris and Bill would be staying with her grandparents.
They were sitting around the living room drinking wine and mixed drinks and laughing at their own stupid jokes when Cathy decided that she'd been polite enough and took the opportunity to ditch the party. She'd been worried that either Bill, Paul or Ginny might want to latch onto her and hang out to avoid the old folks, but they hadn't shown much interest in hanging with her. She didn't wonder why because was grateful for their lack of interest.
"I'm going out," she announced to the group.
Her mother and father glanced at each other, smiling, and her father said, "Where to, kiddo?"
"I, uh, to Elaine's house. She wants to see my new car." Cathy couldn't help but beam saying that. It was only a Camry, nothing too exotic, but it was new and it was hers.
"Don't smash it up the first night out."
"I won't." She kissed her mother and father and then her grandparents. Her aunt Doris gave her a playful swat on the butt as she passed. "I might stay over, if that's all right."
"That's fine," her mom said quickly. "Just call and tell us. Okay?"
"Okay." And Cathy escaped into the night in her new car.
At first she had no plan of where to go. Then she figured that she might as well go ahead and see Elaine since she'd probably need to kill at least an hour to give them time to start doing whatever it was they didn't want her to know about. She called ahead on her cell and was welcomed over.
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Cathy took Elaine and Danny for a ride in her new car, going around the neighborhood briefly and then back. It was only a car, after all, and there was no sense acting all crazy about it.
"Hey, I've got a shitty old Saturn that uses oil. Wanna take a ride?" Danny asked as they got out.
"No, but you can ride this," Cathy said, holding her middle finger up and grinning broadly.
"After you ride this," Danny countered, grabbing his crotch.
"Jesus, get a room," Elaine put in, noticing her mother standing behind the picture window watching them. "You'll probably have mom chaperoning if you keep showing off in the front yard like this."
Cathy glanced toward the window, Cathy rolled her eyes and said, "I was going to ask if I could stay over. Is your mom going to let me?"
"Sure," Elaine said. "Come on in."
"No, wait, I've got to run home and get some pj's," Cathy said, glancing at her watch. "I'll be right back. Okay?"
"I'll be waiting for you, honey," Danny cooed, and was rewarded with another look at her finger.
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Cathy called home from her car, telling her mother that she and Elaine were going to watch a movie and she'd stay the night. Then she drove slowly to her home in a pricier suburb and parked down the street from her large house. She couldn't imagine what was going on. No, more correctly, she wasn't allowing herself to imagine anything. She was too smart not to realize that there weren't many things that needed to be hidden from her. She new damn well that they weren't in a satanic cult.
The house was dimly lit, with light coming mainly from the bedrooms, so she walked carefully around the side where the bushes would conceal her from the neighbors and peeked past the blinds into the guest room.
Her cousins Paul and Ginny were there, talking quietly together. Then, as if on cue, they scrambled out of their clothing and sat naked on the bed, laughing. A moment later, Cathy's father, Kent, entered the room totally naked and carrying a bottle of wine and some plastic glasses. Ginny grasped his cock, stroking him hard as Paul stood to take the wine and pour drinks. By the time he'd finished, Ginny was kneeling with Kent's cock in her mouth, her hand stroking his balls.
Cathy stared in shock. That was her Dad in there! He was going to have sex with her cousins!
Kent Burton took a glass of wine and lifted it in a toast with his nephew and then drained the glass. He lifted the girl from the floor and kissed her, slipping his hand down between her legs and fingering her roughly. She took a glass of wine and drank it down as her brother began kissing her shoulders and fondling her buttocks.
After she'd finished her drink, Ginny started acting funny, as though she didn't want to have sex. She started putting on an act of fighting with the two men, pushing them away and trying to run. Of course, she was laughing, and she didn't fight all that hard when they lifted her to the bed and her uncle knelt astride her chest and fed his cock into her mouth again as her brother pulled her legs apart and began fucking her with his fingers. Soon, Ginny was cooing with delight.
Shit, the bunch of them were incest pervs! Cathy hurried around to her parent's room for an even greater shock. Her grand parents were busy on both ends of her mother. Grandpa had his cock in Sally's mouth while grandmother was slurping at her pussy. Her aunt Doris was leaning against the chair in the corner while Bill, her own son, was fucking her like a randy dog. That was when Dave came in with a bottle in his hand and put it on the dresser. He pulled Doris's head around and gave her a brief taste of cock before walking over to the other group and slipping his dick into Cathy's grandmother's cunt.
Shit, and shit again. Her house was the location for an incestuous gang-bang. But where was Amy, Dave's wife?
Feeling a growing pain in her stomach, Cathy crept around to her brother's room. He was still with his friend, wasn't he? Wasn't he?
No, he was fucking Amy hard and fast and Cathy got there in time to see him withdraw and watch the 37 year old woman grab his dick and pump a load of cum out onto her own belly. Laughing, Carter leaned over and licked his own cum from her stomach and then kissed her as he slipped his fingers in to replace his member in her cunt.
Amy laughed, spreading her legs wider and saying something. Carter then knelt by the bed and worked to get more fingers inside the woman. Cathy watched in horrified fascination as he finally managed to insert his entire hand into Amy's snatch and fuck her with a fist sunk up to the wrist while she screamed out loudly enough for Cathy to hear her through the triple glazed window.
Cathy felt like throwing up, and she stumbled away to sit on the grass. It wasn't the incest that bothered because she'd always wondered about her abnormally close family. And, now that she thought of it, she and Carter weren't exactly shy with each other. No, what bothered her was that Carter was involved. He was involved and he hadn't told her.
She felt as though she'd been cheated on.
Sneaking back to her parent's room, she watched as Bill and Dave and Grandpa all jerked off on Doris, who was sitting on the chair laughing, probably drunk, and holding her face back to be coated like a glazed donut.
Fuck them, Cathy thought. I'll go have my own party. Unsure how she was supposed to feel, she ran back to her car and sped back to the Porter's house feeling as though her own family was denying her existence.