An Incest Birthday Chapter 29 - Sex Stories

An Incest Birthday Chapter 29

... energy as I can get,” I said. “What for? You planning on doing something without us?” Stephanie asked. “We’ll clue you guys in once we sit down in front of a plate of food.” Rita and Stephanie left the room and Chris immediately became suspicious. “Ok what’s going on man? You guys are acting weird even for you two.” “We’ll tell you at the restaurant. I promise it’s worth the wait.” “Yeah, at the restaurant, a public restaurant, with other people around, being able to listen in on our conversation, as opposed to our private house, that makes hella sense man.” “What do we ever do that makes sense? You shouldn’t be surprised by this.” “Yeah ok man, don’t drag us out there to give us some bad news, like you’re leaving town tomorrow or some shit, that’s why you wanna be in public! What’s going on man!” “It’s nothing bad man, calm down! We just have this new public thing that we’re getting accustomed to, we’re tired of always hiding in the house.” “Alright man, I’ll take you at your word. What’s this place we’re going to again?” “It’s called Café Stratos, we found it yesterday when we were driving around, their spread is way better than anything Applebee’s and Friday’s have by ten times.” “Twenty times, it’s our new favorite place,” Rita said as she walked back in. “Where’s Steph? She still not ready? Man I swear the dinosaurs will come back before she finally decides on an outfit to wear,” Chris said. “Just for that, you’re on pussy probation,” Steph said as she followed seconds ...

... behind Rita holding two different skirts. “Which one should I wear, the blue or the black?” “You’ll just pick the opposite of what I say anyway, so I say the black one.” “Blue it is. Are we taking both cars or riding together in one?” “We can take your car since we drove all the way over here and gotta drive back home. It’ll be like getting driven around town and you guys are the chauffeurs,” Rita said. “Don’t count on it. Come on let’s go before Stephanie changes her mind,” Chris said. Stephanie laughed. “You just won’t learn will you? How long you think you’ll be able to last on morning sex? You just keep shooting yourself in the ass.” “You already took sex away, what else could you possibly do to me?” “Make it last longer. I can hold out much longer than you can. You don’t wanna play this game.” “That’s you way of saying ‘please don’t, I’m just talking big!’ we all know what you mean.” “I give it three hours, probably not even that long, and you’ll be begging me for sex.” “Ok, um, we were going to the restaurant, remember?” I reminded them. They did their childish bickering all the way downstairs and even in the car as Rita and I sat in the back seat to avoid any swinging hands that might accidentally get thrown. “Ok where’s this place at? Will it show up on GPS?” Chris asked. “Yeah just type in your zip code and Café Stratos, S-T-R-A-T-O-S, and it should come up, we only been there once and we found it by accident so we’re not exact on it yet,” I said. He typed it in and ...