Must Read: An Incest Birthday (18+)

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Must Read: An Incest Birthday (18+)

She didn’t fully Pour, but I didn’t feel a little liquid slide out of her body, the fact that she managed to get that much amazed me considering how many times she came before.

She had gotten so used to cumming at this point she didn’t need to recover, she just lay on top of me looking at me, smiling as we lay on the pile of dirty clothes, with my J0yst!ck still inside her.


“Is that what s*x is gonna be like when we get out on our own?” I asked.
“I’m thinking about it, I kinda liked smacking you around.”
“That part you might have to cut out, my face is still stinging!”
“That was the best part! It made you F**K me that much harder, which made me Pour more.”
“Which could lead to some serious bruising, which could then lead to having to take medicine for the pain to go away, which leads to no s*x for a while, can you deal with that?”
“Next time I’m gonna pull your ears, or bite your Tips, that’ll get a rise out of you.”
“Did you hear anything I just said?”
“Yeah I heard you, you had me all the way up to when you said no s*x, then everything after that sounded like wha-whomp whomp, wha-whomp whomp.”
“Only you could turn something as innocent as Charlie Brown into something S#xual.”
“You forced my hand with this no s*x nonsense. I need it just as bad as you do, probably more.”
“Yeah I can tell after three hours and you still have all your energy, we worked our way down to the basement for Christ’s sake, and whose pile of clothes are we laying on?”
“Mom and Aunt Lisa’s, I told them I’d wash them so they could focus on their trip.”
“So we just had s*x on a bunch of dirty bras and used p@anties?”
“Like that’s gonna bother you as much as you F**K the people who actually wear them.”
“Not as often as you think, but yeah. That’s actually good timing anyway, I need to take a shower. Now you know what… I think I’m gonna take a bath today.”


“A bath sounds nice, put some bubble bath stuff in it.”
“Nope not a girly bath with all those bubbles and Epsom salts and all that stuff, just plain water with me sitting in it, and maybe a rubber ducky to keep me company until you get there.”
“Noone wants to get in that boring old plain water, you and your ducky have fun.”
“So you’re gonna walk around all sticky and sweaty because of a boring bath?”
“Yep. You go take your man bath, I’ll take a real bath when you’re done. Don’t try to use anything under the cabinet either, it’s all mine,” she gloated.
“Fine, then this is mine,” I said as I pulled my J0yst!ck out of her, making her groan as it came out. I took off up the stairs before she could muster up a comeback.
“YOU’RE PLAYING A DANGEROUS GAME RANDY RODERICK STEVENS!” she yelled after me.

Halfway up the stairs I decided against a bath and turned on the shower instead. I didn’t feel like soaking at that particular moment, not with all the dirt and sweat we had accumulated over the last three hours, I’d just be sitting in a tub full of that, and it didn’t sound appealing.


I soaped up and watched all the dirt rinse off of me and down the drain, good decision on the shower. As I was soaping my hair I heard the door open, and with noone else being in the house it was safe to assume it was Rita. She came in just as Unclad as I did and hopped right in the shower with me like it had been our routine for years.


“So what are we doing today? Do you have any plans? No need in staying cooped up in the house all day, unless you’re ready for round two,” Rita said.

“Round two? I think you mean round ten eleven twelve thirteen! Are you counting in dog years or something? There’s no way that was only one session!”
“No you’re counting in dog years, I’m going by the female body, and my body wants more.”


“I think you inherited the nympho gene from every female in our family.”
“It’s a possibility,” she said as she started soaping her hair. “I do need it way more than mom and Aunt Lisa, and my stamina is pretty high…”

“Except when you Pour, then you’re nothing but dead weight.”
“But after a few minutes I’m ready to go again. woman aren’t supposed to reach their S#xual peak until their thirties or forties, maybe I peaked early?”
“Yeah I don’t think you need to say maybe, that’s a definite.”


“Then again what if I didn’t peak? What if this is just my normal, and when I do get to my thirties and forties I become an even bigger nympho than what I already am?”
“Then we’re gonna be in hella trouble because there’s no way I’d be able to keep up.”
“I’d probably need s*x like twenty times a day… hell yeah I can live with that!”
“Sh*t I can’t, I don’t know any one man who can and still have a normal day.”
“You’ll warm up to it, all the s*x you want, any time you want it, any place you want it, any hole you want, there’s a lot you can do with that, a whole lot.”
I leaned over her and washed the shampoo out of my head. “I better start getting in shape now then, I feel like I’m preparing for a lifelong triathlon.”
“You are, but it’s the mother of all triathlons. Ok I’m done scaring you with a future of unlimited s*x, we going anywhere or no?” she asked as she soaped herself up.
“Why don’t we have a whatever type of day, whatever we drive past that looks good, we do it.”


She thought for a second as she rinsed the shampoo out of her head. “I like it. I don’t think we’ve ever had a day that wasn’t planned, where we just went with the flow like that.”


“If we did I don’t remember. We can stick to casual since I don’t think we’ll randomly try to get into a five-star restaurant or anything like that.”

“Hey you never know, it’s supposed to be spontaneous remember?”
“Ok, I’ll go put on a tuxedo to go to Burger King, you only live once.”


“Well it is Burger KING, maybe you should dress like that anyway. Let me under the water.”


“What if I don’t wanna let you under the water? What if I want you to freeze back there?”
“Then I’m gonna sq££ze your balls in my hand until they explode.”


Even the thought of that made me cringe. “Well that escalated quickly, you win.”
“Haven’t you figured that out by now, I always win, even when I don’t win, I win.”
“You go push that girl logic on somebody else, I’m getting out.”
“I’m getting out right behind you, don’t close the door.”
Having come to the bathroom with no towel, I had no choice but to walk through the cold hallway back to our room. I let as much water as I could drip off me and into the rug then headed for the room, completely forgetting the air conditioning was on. I immediately grabbed a towel and dried off as fast as I could and went to throw the towel in the basket when I saw Rita coming full speed at me completely Unclad and still dripping wet. I didn’t have any time to react as she full on tackled me into the bed, wetting me back up after I just finished drying myself off, and to top it off, she had me pinned underneath her, a perfect gloating position.
“Pinned ya, just like Nala did Simba in the Lion King! I told you, I always win. You just got manhandled by your little sister! How does it feel?”
“Dammit Rita I was dry! The damn a/c is on, it’s cold as Sh*t in here!”
“Aww sU-Ck it up you’ll be ok,” she said as she slid her wet body across mine.
“Get up Rita or you’ll be sorry.”
“Didn’t you hear what I said before, I always w…”
She stopped talking when I grabbed hold of both her hardened Tips, at least the cold was good for something. “You better get up or I’m gonna twist the Sh*t out of your Tips!”
“Do it, I dare you!”
“Don’t think I won’t, they’ll be sore all day if you don’t get up!”
“I don’t think you’ll do it, I think yeeeeeeeeooooooooowwwwwwwww!”
I twisted each Tip in the opposite direction until she gave in and rolled off of me, frantically rubbing her Tips to try to make them feel better. “I told you I’d do it!”
“Oh you asshole! That Sh*t burns! I’m gonna get you back for that!”
“Sure you will, NALA. Let’s get up and go somewhere, we’re burning daylight.”
I put on some khaki shorts and a navy blue polo and tennis shoes and Rita pulled her hair back in a ponytail and put on a white mini skirt and her favorite green top, the one that clung to her and acted as a second skin, the one she didn’t need a bra to wear, and matching flip flops. I loved when she wore that shirt, and she knew it, she was trying to make me feel guilty. We went out to the car with me driving since she was still trying to ease the pain in her Tips.


“You twisted really hard Randy, it still stings. They feel like they’re throbbing.”


“I didn’t mean to twist that hard,” I said as we got in the car and drove off. “When we get back home I promise I’ll make them feel better.”


“Damn right you’re gonna make them feel better! My titties have always been nice to you, and this is how you say thanks, shows how appreciative you are!”
“Ok ok, I’m sorry I twisted the hell out of your Tips, I won’t do it so hard next time.”
“See, even when I lose, I win.”
I looked over and she was grinning. “You really just guilted an apology? Do they even hurt?”
“Yeah they hurt, and now you feel bad about it. Mission accomplished.”


“You’re a sick little girl you know that. You see anything worth doing yet?”
“Nope. Everything around here we’ve either done to death or is way beyond our taste.”
“Let’s go over to Ashley’s side of town. It might cost a little more but it’s a whole new variety of options we get to pick from, at least I hope it is.”
“It can’t hurt to check, why not. Oh my god did we leave food for Tibbles before we left?”
“I did already. He’s on his chain in the back yard and I put food and water in his bowls and put em in his doghouse, he’s got toys and everything, he’ll be fine for the whole day.”
She breathed a big sigh of relief. “Thank you, I feel so bad I forgot about him, helping mom pack ten thousand bags and whatnot.”
“Yeah I noticed, I had to help load it in the van. The worst part is they’ll be buying stuff while they’re gone, like dad said, so they’ll be bringing even more stuff back.”


“It’s a woman thing, you won’t understand. Hey what’s that? Why don’t we go there?”
“To what, that blue building?” I said following where her finger was pointing. “That’s like that gladiator thing they show on TV where you gotta climb the wall and jump through stuff.”
“Let’s do it, I’ll even pay for it, as long as it’s not more than $50 a person.”
“It shouldn’t be, but if it is I’ll make up the difference if it’s worth it.”
We pulled in the parking lot and went in, it was $20 a person for one event for an hour so I guess that was reasonable. They had the whole Gladiator setup from the old TV show with people everywhere flying through courses and swinging off stuff. I wanted to do it and look like a boss in front of Rita and everyone, but I wanted to live even more, so we went to the training area. The place was so big everyone in the training area had their own section for what they were doing, and I for one have always wanted to do the wall climbing thing and press the button on top, and Rita wanted to do the q-tip fight on the platform thing, so we agreed to do hers, then we’d come back another day and do the rock climber.
“Ok how’s it going you two I’m Gina, and I’ll be your trainer for the Joust. Is this your first time coming here?” the trainer said as we walked over to her area.
“Yep, we didn’t even know this place was here, we just happened to drive by and see it,” I said.
“They actually just finished building it not too long ago, it’s been open for about three months now, it’s busy the whole time it’s open actually.”
“That’s because people actually get to do what they did on the TV show here!” Rita said.
“It’s definitely worth the time and money. Ok well if you remember the TV show then you should already know what to do, but I’ll explain the basics just in case.
Make sure all your safety equipment is on and locked tight, make sure you have good footing when you get on the platform, if you notice you have faulty equipment or props, let me know right away, and last, when you’re up there, don’t try to take each other’s head off, other than that, have fun!”
“Sounds like a plan. I can’t wait to get up there!” Rita said excitedly.


She gave us everything we needed and we checked through it and once everything was cleared we were on our way. She didn’t need to watch us beyond that point except to make sure we put everything on right. We couldn’t wait to get up there.

“I specifically remember this from the TV show, it looked so fun! I always wanted to jump down on the pillow after the q-tip fight,” Rita said all giddy as we put our safety equipment on.


“Same with me and the rock wall, I wanna push the button and jump off the cliff.”

“You know I’m gonna knock you off right? I’ve been wanting to do this forever.”

“You would do that to me? Do I mean nothing to you?” I said melodramatically.

“All you are right now is the person on the opposite platform of me. Once we get up there Rita and Randy don’t exist anymore, so don’t hold back because I’m not.”
“Ok fine, I was gonna go easy on you, but you can forget that now, let’s go!”
We let Gina check us and we made our way up the circle platforms. Since it was too loud and we were on our own up there we just did a countdown from three and went to swinging at each other. Rita wasn’t playing when she said Rita and Randy didn’t exist, she was doing exactly what Gina said not to do. She was hitting me so hard my momentum was getting thrown off whenever I tried to hit her back. Instead of holding her q-tip with her hands near the edges like everyone else was, she held hers like a sword and belted me with hit after hit until she caught me really good with a back to back and I went flying down on the pillow.
“WHOOOOOOOO! I TOLD YOU YOU WERE GOING DOWN! DON’T MESS WITH THE CATAPULT!”
“The who? The Catapult!” I said trying to find her through my mask that she knocked crooked.
“That’s right, because I sent people flying!” she said as she front flipped off the platform and landed a few feet from me, making me bounce off the mat, then she put on a fake sweet smile and rolled her way over to me. “Ok now I’m Rita again.”


“You would think I was someone you hated the way you smacked me in the face!”
“No, you just happen to be that unlucky person on the platform opposite of me.”


“Remind me never to get on your bad side then bring you here, Catapult.”


“I make no promises. Come on, let’s go again, we only get an hour remember?”
After she knocked me senseless the first time I was hesitant to get back on the platform with her. She was already back on top of hers in no time waiting for me to climb up. I tried to think of a strategy to use against her, but nothing I thought of would work against her small frame, so I decided to mimic her stance and hold my q-tip like a sword, and I would blast her in the side of the head as soon as she said go.


“You look pretty confident over there, think you’re gonna knock me down now?”
“You just better hope there’s padding where you land because I’m coming for you.”


“I’ll believe that when I see it, as of right now it’s Rita, one, Randy, a big fat zero!”
“Remember all this trash talk when you’re flying towards the mats in a little bit.”


“Ok ok let’s go, countdown from three, you ready? Three, two, one, GO!”

I took my q-tip and swung it at her head like I was Babe Ruth aiming for the fences, the only problem was, mine was a swing and a miss, and it was at that moment I knew I F***ed up.


The moment I swung she knew it was coming.


She ducked right under it, and my momentum from me missing made me spin counterclockwise on the platform, and when I came back around, her q-tip connected full force with the side of my head, completely knocking my momentum back the other way, and once again, I went flying towards the mats under me.


“What was that Randy? It looks like you just got shot through the Catapult AGAIN!”
“Wow you go girl! You almost took his head off right there!” Gina cheered.


“Hey whoa, aren’t you supposed to be all for that safety stuff and whatnot? I could have a concussion over here,” I said as I rolled over on my back.

“You tried to take her head off first, and if you get a concussion from this material, as soft as it is, you’re gonna have a very rough life.”

“Did you not see the first time she knocked me off? She hit me so hard my helmet spun around on my head! I did the exact same thing she did! I see how it is, girls gotta stick together.”
“Aww don’t be like that, she’s a little girl, you’re a man, you can take it.”
“No don’t do that, don’t make it ok for her to whack me but I can’t hit her because she’s small, she can pick me up and body slam me with no problem.”
“Aww Randy don’t be such a crybaby, come back up here and let’s go again,” Rita jumped in.
I smiled. Granted she was looking down at me from the platform as I still lay on my back, but I suddenly felt good at that moment. I got up and made my way back to my platform all the while still smiling while saying nothing, but Rita kept her poker face on.
“Still confident? It didn’t help you the last two times but we’ll how this turn goes for you.”
She counted down from three as usual and this time I stood there and waited for her to swing first, when she did I blocked it and caught her in the stomach. She went back to the sword stance and tried to take my head off again, but I knocked it away, which made her spin around and whacked her on the butt0ckz. She turned back around and came down at me like you would swing an axe, I just barely missed, but I did, and she was left completely vulnerable. I popped her in the back of the head with one end and then came back up uppercut style with the other end, knocking her off like the pit stage fatality in Mortal Kombat.
“Oooooooh, Catapult says what!” I gloated as I held my q-tip in the air.
“Lucky hit, if I didn’t miss hitting you in the stomach you would’ve fell.”
“But you did miss, and now you get to look up at me, shot out of your own cannon, Catapult.”
She was back on the platform in no time and we were back at it. She slipped up again going in for a headshot, I hit her q-tip at the same way she swung hers at me, but hers went flying out of her hands, and she was standing there wide open. I thought about letting her hop down and take the loss that way, but she’d gloated too much, so instead I faked like I was gonna hit her in the legs and falcon punched her off the platform.
“I think that was the best hit of the day, don’t you?” I teased.


“I knocked you senseless earlier, we’ll just say we both got in a knockout hit.”
By that point we’d gotten all the excitement of finally doing a Gladiator event out of our system and we were just up there having fun now. We were having so much fun we paid for another hour. Altogether she knocked me off maybe thirty times to my twelve, but at that point I didn’t care too much anymore, I’d even do a flip or something as I fell. One time she jumped from the platform and basically landed on me. I could tell she wanted to kiss me, and I wanted to kiss her too, but I couldn’t remember how we introduced ourselves to Gina, and on top of that, if we did kiss and come back with Ashley’s group as a brother and sister, we could dig an even bigger hole for ourselves, so we chose to let the moment die, even though we didn’t want to.
“Ok Rita and Randy, that’s time. I’m gonna need the equipment back,” Gina said.
We ran up to the platform and did one last swan dive off before we relented and took off the stuff. Now that we knew this place was here and how much fun it was, we would definitely be coming back, at least two or three times a week.
“Rita you should sign up for the girls jousting team, there’s still like ten slots left open. I would tell you to sign up Randy but all the men’s events got filled up almost immediately,” Gina said.