Ophelia and Mallory were at the doorsteps, carrying three or more bags in each hand. After putting the bags down, Ophelia opened the door and put the bags inside. The moment she entered the house, she smelled a nostalgic smell. Without any other word, she followed it to the kitchen. She noticed that the kitchen had been used, and then she turned her attention to the dining table. Her kids were waiting for her. "Is that...what I think it is?" Ophelia slowly approached the table. Suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"It is exactly what you think it is." Aliza embraced her big sister. "Mom's recipe. The kids wanted to surprise you, and your sweet sister just delivered it."
"You guys!" Ophelia hugged her sister back before moving on to her kids, wrapping all three of them into a big hug.
"Mom, it's tight...but we love it!" Brenna smelled her mother's hair as she felt comfortable around the idea she discussed with her siblings and aunt.
"We know you've been working hard for us ever since Dad's condition worsened. So, we thought you would like this." Sterling felt his body getting closer and closer to his family women. Aliza and Mallory were holding hands like proud parents who made an impact on their kids. "You should taste the dish, Mom!" Catherine asked.
"They even asked me about stories about Mom. Dig in, Ophelia!" Aliza said as they all moved onto the table.
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The lunch was filled with laughter and giggles. Sterling, after washing his plate, was looking at the table where his family members were chatting. Mallory stood next to him and asked. "When you asked me to help you out with this event, I thought you were messing with me. Then, after I saw how much joyful it made Ophelia, I can understand you better now."
"I'm sorry about giving you blue balls."
"You can't use that expression for women. I came here to have fun with you. I'm having fun with your whole family. It's not the same fun, but it's still fun!"
"Thanks for doing this for us!"
"Oh, please, it's the least I could do for my soon-to-be..." Mallory paused.
"Soon to be what?"
"Too soon to tell! I have something to discuss with Aliza if you don't mind!" That's when Sterling got a text.
"Huh?"
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Sterling was at the poolside on the deck chair. He was waiting for Detective Wilson. He arrived there without alerting the others. "Having a party, it seems?"
"No, we're having a family time."
"They look... happy!"
"I know. What is it so important that you have to meet me to reveal?"
"Before I say anything, your family won't be bothering us, right? Your sister and mother know my face."
"Don't worry, Brenna is looking out for us."
Wilson sat on the deck chair next to him. He passed one of the files he was holding on to. Sterling started reading it. Once he finished it, he fell silent. "Kid, this guy is insane."
"Cerberus is supposed to become a human-dog hybrid... with my DNA. Why would he want that to happen? It doesn't make any sense."
"Do you have any sexual fetish?" Wilson asked as it shocked Sterling.
"How is that relevant?"
"It is. You have fetishes like incest and polygamy. What if Hunter has a furry fetish, or what if he wants to please a woman who has those fetishes?"
"I see where you're going with it, but why DNA? Where does that play a part?"
Wilson was reluctant at first, but he had to share it with Sterling. He showed him the next file. Sterling grabbed it and started reading it. Wilson explained his theory while he was reading it. "Hunter is capable of many things, but I don't think he's an immortal." Sterling was beginning to understand. "He was making a clone of you as a vessel."
"A vessel that he can use because he is not happy with his body."
"Precisely, immortality through cloning."
"Hunter doesn't just want to take over my family; he wants to take over my life."
"This explains why it has been easy for you even with his resources!"
"Detective, I get where you're going with it, but this is not possible. From what I've read, these experiments failed miserably. And Cerberus is just a dog with a heightened sense, not a hybrid."
"Kid, I'm just letting you know what I've got. You need to step up your game. Hit him hard before he acts because if it's too late, he can easily take over what you've been building up all this time." He looked at the house as he got up with his hands in his pocket. "He's still watching, right? Make him suffer! He will make a mistake big enough to get himself exposed." Wilson started walking away.
"Thanks, Detective! I needed that!"
"Call me, Jon, from now on!"
Wilson left the place, leaving Sterling with so much to think.
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A few minutes earlier, Ophelia entered her room. She was going to sleep after a great meal but she noticed something strange by the window. She looked through it to see Sterling and Wilson having a chat. 'He must be showing his reports and the changes he should make. I can't believe how much he has grown up to be. Look at him, taking care of the house. It makes me wonder... I shouldn't be corrupting his pure mind. He's still my little boy. No matter how my body wants it, I can never destroy my relationship with him.'
Ophelia went to sleep as soon as she got into the bed. It was so peaceful. After a long time, she had a sweet dream about her mother. "Mommy, thanks for the meal...you're the best...I will leave some for Drew too!" She was in deep sleep, she didn't even notice the amount of notifications she was getting. Ophelia was receiving texts from Drew, who was asking about their father's whereabouts and informing Ophelia about the return back home.
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Sterling left his room after leaving the files in his room. "Sss..." Catherine was calling out to him. She gestured for him to come to her room. Sterling followed her to her room and looked at the giant bed in her room. "Wow, I didn't know the guys made this much progress here. You even have enough space for this little thing." Sterling was checking out the room. Little did he notice, Catherine was resting her back against her door as she locked it. Sterling looked behind. "Cathy, what are you doing?"
"Aliza said Mom always takes a nap after eating Grandma Anna's special, so I thought you and I could continue what we couldn't."
"Ah, sis... you finished what you didn't start that day."
"The details aren't important. We both remember that day differently. Why don't you lose your clothes?"
"I like where this is going." Sterling removed his clothes and tossed them away. Catherine removed her dress and slowly approached her brother.
The hands mingled as they both leaned into a kiss. "Mmmnnn!"
"Mmmnnn!"
"Cathy, what about the others? Brenna and Aliza know about us, and you know about me and them!"
"They won't bother us!" Catherine slowly moved around the room. She took a blindfold from her desk. "Why don't we try this one? Put it on!"
"Cathy, I'm not comfortable being blinded."
"Relax, you can remove it if you feel like you're losing yourself."
"I'm cool with that."
"Then again, I want to see how much you can endure without knowing what's going to happen!" Catherine tossed the blindfold at Sterling as he caught it and put it on.
Sterling sat back on the bed. "Wow, it's some comfy sheets." He laid back comfortably on the bed. "Just to be clear, we're not doing BDSM, right?"
"No, I don't even know what that is!"
"That's great! Because I've been having nightmares of someone called Madre dominating me. It's hard to swallow!"
"Weird...sometimes mom slips that word instead of referring to herself as Mom. Maybe I can talk about it with someone." Her voice got louder for an instant.
"Cathy, we don't want to disturb others, remember?"
Catherine got on top of her brother. She instinctively kissed him, tasting his cheeks along the way. "Hey, it tickles." Sterling moved his arms in the air to find his little sister's body. He felt her shoulders and started rubbing her. Catherine suddenly swiped his hands off of her.
"Let me do the touching! I have surprises stacked up for you, my sweet brother!"
"Oooh, tempting! Please don't let me hang out for longer! I wanted to have fun with you two."
"I know, but stop sounding so desperate. It's not doing any good for your reputation."
"Oh, come on! It's just us right here. You're not going to judge me after all the things we've done, right?"
"That's true." Catherine started licking his neck, and she moved onto his collarbone.
"Oh, I love how you're taking this slow and steady!" Sterling moaned as he gripped the sheet.
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At a bar near the Johnson's household, Detective Wilson was waiting for his beer. The bartender gave me a glass filled with some. He asked the detective to start a small conversation. "Are you new around here?"
"I used to live here. My family is still around."
"So, you're visiting?"
"Nope. I came here for a job. The ones who recognize me from my family aren't here, so visiting them wouldn't make any sense."
"From what I see from your look, you want to see them. Like it or not, just go see them and get it out of your system. The ones who recognize you will be still around out there to care for you, right?" The detective was lost in thoughts. "I'm sorry if I stepped out of my line."
"Oh, don't be! You were just looking out for your customer, even a new one!"
"Huh, you're catching on just fine."
"Don't worry! I like this place, and I will gladly be a regular here." The detective's phone vibrated. He took it out and checked. "Speaking of the ones who know me, I have to take this one."
"I'll leave you up to it."
"Thanks!" Wilson answered his phone.
"Hey, Mom!"
[Jon, are you alright, kiddo!]
"Yeah, just doing some work for this client of mine."
[Listen, I'm coming back to the States for something. I think it's time for you to meet your sister.]
"Sister? Is that what she's to me or something else?"
[Jon, you know I love you.]
"Mom, I'm not ready! Wait...when you say you're coming back, does that mean you're staying with your family?"
[Yeah I hope you come visit me sometime. You know about your father's condition, right?]
"Mom, I don't think it's a good idea."
[This is not up for a debate, young man! You're meeting your sister and your niece, and that's final. You can't sweet talk with your father this time, so butt up and get back to town in a month.]
"But Mom..." Before he could finish, his mother hung up on him.
"Can you hit me up again?" Wilson asked the bartender.
"Family drama, I see!"
"Yeah, thanks for the drinks, man!" Wilson paid for his drinks and left the place. He looked back at the bar and started walking to his car. Inside the car, he was rubbing his face, thinking of how to avoid the eventual meeting with his so-called sister. Then, he decided to think about it later. Wilson picked up his phone and dialled Lola. "Hey, are you free, right now?"
[I'm horny too. I'll text you the address!]
"Fuck, you're so desperate!"
[You called me first, fuckboy!]
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In Catherine's, she was flicking his tongue on his nipples. "Wow, where did you learn that?" As Sterling was enjoying his sister's tongue, he felt a grip on his cock. It felt a little stronger than how it used to. "You've been working out your grip, Cathy? I love how it feels." She started stroking it. Catherine was silent during the hand job, but Sterling was hearing slight giggles and whispers. It felt like Catherine was thinking out loud how she could pleasure him. Sterling felt proud of his sister. He reached out for his sister's face. He felt her lips on his fingers. After caressing it, he pressed his thumb on her mouth.
"Hummmm...!"
"You like that, don't you!" As Sterling let her suck his thumb, he felt something strange. It was like air hitting his skin elsewhere. Before, he could make any sense of it. His other hand was directed to Catherine's pussy. Sterling rubbed the lips. He pressed his middle finger inside.
"Ahnnn..." That moan didn't seem like Catherine's who should be sucking on his thumb. The air he felt on his body was someone's breath. The positioning didn't make any sense. And the whole blindfold thing to start with, Sterling had an idea of what was going on. He removed his right hand from the mouth that was sucking its thumb and lifted his blindfold. Catherine was kissing Aliza, who was stroking Sterling's cock. Sterling had his left-hand middle finger inside Mallory. And the one who was sucking his thumb was Brenna.
"Girls, is this the surprise Catherine was telling me earlier?"
"We left him hanging for long!" Aliza and Catherine leaned in closer to his cock.
"When Aliza told me you're fucking your sisters too, I wanted to experience it first hand. Plus, you owe me a good fuck for helping you out earlier." Mallory leaned to kiss his cheek and then on his mouth.
"You deserve it, baby!" Brenna joined Mallory.
"This day couldn't get any better. I love you, girls!"
"We love you too!" ×4