Holiday Bonding - Surely Wilder - ebook

DESCRIPTIONJessy’s family has kinky way of bonding during the holidays, and they want to include Jessy! When she spends family night playing a new kind of strip poker, Jessy quickly discovers the taboo boundaries her mother and brother are willing to cross. Watching her family’s incestuous passions, Jessy can’t help but wonder if Daddy might be willing to teach her the bliss of their special Holiday Bonding.EXCERPT“Dad’s going to see my tits mom.” I offered as a final protest.“Yes dear, and your brother is very likely going to see mine.” She smiled and nodded at Aaron. I looked at Dad and he was obviously enjoying the tension.“Fine,” I blurted out as I took my robe off and turned so my family could see my erect nipples poking through the flimsy material of my nightgown. I was amazed as mom, dad, and my brother soaked in my c cup charms with huge smiles and looks of appreciation.“You seem to take after your mother, dear.” Daddy praised. That was indeed a compliment because even though mom was near forty, she did have a lovely rack that often turned heads when we walked into a room together. She was a double-d though because of nursing and age and I had a while to go before I would be as full as her.“Thank you,” I smiled at him and I felt my nipples becoming even harder as I took another sip of my drink and saw his eyes rake over my chest. The liquor was definitely starting to relax me, and I started enjoying the way my father and brother were looking at me. They weren’t hiding their looks now as they stared brazenly at my breasts. Well, that was fine, I was going to make them both pay. I looked down and both of them had clear tents now, and they were both huge. Shit, this was starting to become fun in a strange way.“Dear, are you cold, we could put another log on the fire?” Mom asked as she too noticed my perky nipples.“No mom, I’m not cold.” I wasn’t cold at all. I needed a log for the fire that was beginning to kindle inside of me, problem was; there were only family logs available.

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Surely Wilder’s

A Wilder Short

Published by Lot’s Cave

Holiday Bonding: A Wilder Short, © 2016, Surely Wilder

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All Characters In This Book Are Age 18 Or Older

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A Lot’s Cave Novel


Holiday Bonding


Author’s Note

Family Exotica

Incest Erotica

Surely Wilder’s

It’ll be perfect. The mountains, snow on the ground, skiing, and New Year’s under the stars. You’ll love it.”

Right MOM. CRAP!!! How in the hell did I let myself get talked into this? My boyfriend wanted to take me to Chicago to meet his parents for the New Year. We would have been having fun in a major metropolitan area with tons of people our age and he had even set up an orgy we were going to attend. My boyfriend and I were swingers and enjoyed lots of group sex... UGHHHH!!!!

Instead of dressing to the nines, freezing my butt off with him and others to warm me up later, I was with my family in a mountain cabin in Colorado with a blizzard beating down on us. We lost power a day ago, so no internet, no television, no radio; and because of the crappy storm, no cell service. The only outside sound we had was a howling wind that reminded everyone to stay inside. Talk about fucking solitary confinement!!!

The only thing that made our situation tolerable was my dad’s paranoia. He had packed us to the rafters with provisions. Since the refrigerator didn’t work, all of the perishable items were stowed away outside in coolers color coded for their contents. Red for meat, blue for dairy, green for vegetables and fruits. At least we wouldn’t starve to death. Thankfully, the gas hadn’t gone out and we had more than enough firewood to last the winter through; which we might have to do if the fucking snow didn’t stop anytime soon. ARGHHH!!!

“Here sis, calm down.” It was my brother Aaron. He handed me a glass.

“What is it?”

“You’re favorite, a white Russian”

“Baileys or Kahlua?” I asked.

“Baileys of course,” He laughed and then went back to the bar to join Dad. I was sitting at the table in the waning light of the day watching the snow tumble down from the sky.

“Is it ever going to stop snowing?” I whined.

“Do you have a hot date you haven’t told us about dear?” Mom asked. She knew I was pissed.

“No, but I was hoping to spend my twenty first New Year’s in a public place where I could legally drink.”

“Oh, it’s not as big of a thing as you think it is,” Dad stated in a genuinely paternal way. He was always the protector. “It’s nicer to spend New Year’s with your family anyway, isn’t that right dear?”

“Of course it’s right; I know, let’s play a game.” Mom shot back.

“What do you want to play?” Aaron quipped. At least he was having fun. Even though he was only eighteen, mom and dad didn’t mind if he had a beer or two with them. He was on his second, Dad was on his third, and mom had already had two white Russians while I had been showering before joining them.

“What will it be, Jessy?” Dad asked.

“I don’t know... Poker.” I stated absentmindedly. It was a game that mom didn’t like all that much, and to be honest; I didn’t like it either because it was boring, but it seemed at least a little payback.

“You know, there are some chips here and I just happen to have a deck of cards.” Dad blurted out.

Shit, they called my bluff. I turned around and looked at all three for a moment. “Fine, let’s play.” I agreed.

“You don’t need to be so surly, young lady. We’re not going to have many more nights like this with us all being a family.” Dad stated. I looked up into his eyes, and I realized I was being a bitch. He was right. Aaron was in senior year at high school and would be joining me next year at the university. Mom was about to become a full and complete empty nester and I hoped that she’d go back to work or at least substitute teach to keep her days full.

“You’re right Dad, I’m sorry; let’s play.” I gave in and everyone came around the table.

“Does anyone need a refreshment or snacks?” Mom asked as she sat opposite of me. She was always the dutiful hostess.

“No, Mom, relax.” Aaron assured her. He was actually turning into a decent guy now that he was eighteen and had been beaten down a few times by the world.

We started playing and as luck would have it, I was winning. Things weren’t bad, at least for me until Mom said. “Well you keep playing, I’ll make dinner.”

“What? You can’t mean that you want to quit.” I asked. I was winning, and actually having a little fun.

“I think I have to, I don’t have any more chips and besides; someone has to make the sandwiches.”

“We can all make our own sandwiches, Mom. Let me give you some of my chips and we’ll beat the pants off the guys.” I smiled at her.

“That would be the day.” Aaron quipped.

I looked at him and hit him playfully with the back of my hand. “I can take you anytime.”

“Fine, then make it strip poker and I’m in.” He quipped.

Suddenly, Mom stopped for a moment and looked up with devilish eyes. “Well, it’s not as if we’d be seeing anything we hadn’t seen before.”

“Mom!!!” I shot back. I was shocked.

“Your father and I both changed the two of you when you were babies, and neither of you has been overly private over the years, isn’t that right George?”

Dad blushed five shades of red with mom’s statement. “Dad, you’ve seen me naked?” I asked.

“Only accidentally and not since you were fourteen.” He stated sheepishly. But he smiled in a way that was both a little weird and a turn on at the same time.

“Well I haven’t seen either of you two naked, and I’m not about to start now.” I blurted out.

“Don’t be so hasty darling. If you and I team up together, we’ll have both of those brave men in their birthday suits before we have to show them anything.”

“Mom, it’s not like any of us are wearing a lot.” I pointed out. Since we had all taken afternoon showers and had no place to go, we were all lounging about in sleep wear. Mom and I had on nightgowns and robes and the boys were only in robes, pajamas, and t-shirts.