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A Stormi Night - chapter 4
Date: 8/4/2024, Categories: Fiction Incest Male/Teen Female Romance Author: Limnophile, Source: sexstories.com
... I quickly dressed in sweatpants, a t-shirt, and sandals, then brought her the pink bathrobe. I helped her put it on, then carried her to my truck. Neither of us were thinking clearly, and she smoked a cigarette on the way to her parents’ house. I turned a bit too soon, running over the curb and some flowers when I pulled into their driveway. As I carried her to the front door, Stormi said, “My keys are in my jeans, back at your place.” I rang the doorbell and her little sister Summer opened the door. She was a cute little blonde who would start middle school in the fall. She asked, “Why is Uncle Pete carrying you?” I told her, “Stormi has a problem. Go get your mother.” Instead of walking, Summer shouted, “MOM! COME HELP! STORMI’S HURT!” I sighed in annoyance, then set Stormi down on the living room sofa. Their mother Helen ran downstairs, also wearing a bath robe. She urgently asked, “What’s wrong? What happened?” Stormi motioned and said, “Closer, Mom.” As her elder daughter whispered in her ear, Helen’s face quickly reddened and her jaw clenched. She said, “Go to your room, Summer. Now!” Once the pre-teen was safely out of earshot, Helen slowly and icily told me, “I will call you tomorrow. Go home.” “I want to help her.” Somehow Helen quietly shouted, “You bring her home dressed like a WHORE, stinking of wine and cigarettes! And after what you did! JUST GO! If you’re too drunk to drive, call a cab.” I thought a moment, then pulled out my cell phone. Driving on the lawn was bad enough. I didn’t want to hurt anybody. I sat in a chair by the front door, waiting for the taxi, while Helen helped Stormi in the bathroom. I pondered how our day had gone from a sexy then shocking morning, to a loving and euphoric afternoon, then an awful night. Even more awful, as I was walking out the door, I heard an intoxicated Stormi shout, “You and my aunts did, so I can too!” -