Fam-Jammed

Lisa slouches on the couch, bummed when Cindy drops the news that Aunt Trish and cousin Alice are crashing. She barely drags herself to her room. Then Alice walks in, and damn—Lisa stares. Her stepcousin's body is tight, curves out, eyes daring. Heat hits fast. They lock lips, clothes hit the floor, and Alice's tongue gets busy between Lisa's legs while Lisa moans and grinds back. Fingers slide, bodies twist, and they're deep into it when Cindy and Trish barge through the door. Instead of freaking out, Cindy laughs low, remembering their own wild college nights. That spark spreads. Trish pulls her top off. Cindy joins. Suddenly it's all four bodies on the bed, switching positions, mouths working everywhere, hands greedy, sweat-slick skin slapping as each takes what she wants and no one stops till everyone's soaked and spent.