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A Marine's Loving Family Ch. 2
"That's the way the rest of the night, and in fact
the rest of the week went," thought Robbie, coming
back to the present. "It's probably just as well
that I'm going back to Pendleton; I need the
rest," he smiled to himself. "But god I'm going to
miss these people - especially Mom and Don. Not to
mention Josh and Kallia, and Grampa and Gramma
too. Damn they're fun!"
"So you're leaving us, huh?" said Josh and Kallia
together, as they slipped up behind the
preoccupied young Marine.
"What are you two doing here?" Robbie asked his
friends, grinning. He had to admit to himself that
he was pleased that they had come down to the dock
to see him off.
"We're going with you," laughed Kallia. "At least
to the mainland. "Uncle Carl invited us along to
help with the launch. He said we needed to
'practice our seamanship' - whatever the hell that
means."
"It means he still hasn't gotten enough of our
sweet, young bodies," smiled Josh. He hopes he'll
get some more of that hot pussy of yours and if
he's lucky, maybe a taste or two of my cock, as
well. It's a long lonely trip, you know."
"Wait a minute," said Robbie. "You called him
'Uncle Carl'! I thought he was your Dad?"
"He is," giggled Kallia. But he's our uncle too.
Didn't we tell you that?"
"I don't think so," replied Rob. "Christ, I'll
never figure out all the relationships on this
crazy island."
"Does it make any difference?" asked Josh.
"Not in the least," laughed Robbie. It's just
confusing as hell, that's all. I don't suppose
there's a guide book of some kind is there?"
"Not that I ever knew of," replied Josh seriously.
"I suppose Gramma and Grampa might know all the
lineage details, but I don't think any body else
cares very much. I doubt even the Mormons could
come up with an accurate genealogy chart."
"Hey, you kids," shouted Carl from the deck of the
launch. "Get your asses aboard if you're going to
the mainland with me. The tide's running and waits
for no man. Not even the U-nited States goddamn
Marines."
"Ah, cool it, Dad," Kallia yelled back. "You just
think you're a bad assed pirate captain. But we
know you're just bad! But we're cummin, so keep
your jock strap on."
"Christ, Robbie," exclaimed Carl as the youngsters
tossed Robbie's bag to the deck and jumped aboard.
"Have you ever seen a more disrespectful couple of
brats in your life?" Robbie might have taken him
more seriously if he hadn't been complaining while
feeling up his lovely young daughter's tits under
her loose fitting shirt.
"Dad, I see you're going to be busy with that
little slut for awhile, so I'll take her out,"
laughed Josh as he started the powerful engines of
the launch.
"Who you callin' a 'slut', Junior," growled
Kallia, "You keep that up and it'll another 18
years before you get anymore of this pussy."
"I'm sorry, Sis," begged Josh. "I didn't mean it…
Please don't cut me off! PLEEEASE…"
"Well, o.k.," laughed Kallia. "But pay attention
to your driving. Dad, Robbie and I are going to
busy for awhile."
"Oh, great!" grumbled Josh. "Maybe I'll just put
this sucker on auto pilot and join ya all."
------------------------------
Later, as he settled back into his seat on the
plane, heading back to California, he allowed his
mind to roam back over that, all too brief, voyage
across from the Incest Island. He was surprised to
feel his cock begin to stir again in his uniform
trousers. When he'd gotten off that boat, he had
been sure it'd be weeks before he even thought
about sex again. He'd fucked Kallia again - twice
in fact, and had been sucked AND fucked by both
Carl and Josh Finally, he'd just laid back on the
cushions and watched enthusiastically as Kallia
was double fucked by her twin brother and her dad.
Then he and Kallia relaxed as Josh and Carl sucked
each other off in an incestuous 69.
Feeling a need to use the head, Robbie got up and
headed towards the restrooms in the back of the
plane, trying to adjust his growing hard on so it
wasn't quite so obvious a bulge in his trousers.
"Have a good time on the 'Island', or are you just
glad to see me again?" smiled the handsome, young
flight attendant that had been on their previous
flight.
"What do you know about the Island?" asked Robbie,
intrigued.
"I was born there," laughed the young man. "And I
can't imagine a gorgeous hunk like you leaving
there with much left in that bulge I see. Was that
your Mom and Dad that were with you on the trip
out?"
"My mom and step-dad," replied Robbie, grinning.
"We were on our 'honeymoon'!"
"OUR honeymoon," questioned the "stew" with raised
eyebrows. "Yeah! You're an 'Incest Islander'
alright," he laughed. Stepping even closer to the
young Marine, he surreptitiously rubbed his thigh
against the growing bulge in Robbie's pants. "I
don't suppose you'd be interested in slipping into
the head with me for a 'quickie' would you?"
"Hell yes! Why not?" said Robbie eagerly. "It's
about time I joined the 'Mile High Club'. It
counts even if it's with another guy doesn't it?"
"I don't know why not," the stew laughed. "But if
there's any doubt about it, I'm sure one of the
'girls' would be happy to accommodate you as
well."
"No thanks," laughed Robbie. "I don't think I can
handle much more than another blow job."
Later as he returned to his seat, Robbie sagged
into the cushions and fell into a sound, dreamless
sleep and didn't awaken until the thump of the
landing gear signaled their imminent landing.
-----------------------------------
"Hello," said the lovely, young black woman, as
she answered the ringing phone. "Thank you for
calling 'The Taboo Boutique'. How may I help you?"
"Hi, Darla, It's Robbie. How ya doin'?
"Robbie, darling! Where are you? God! I've missed
you guys. Is your Mom with you? And Don? How was
your trip? No, don't answer that… I can guess,"
she laughed.
"Fantastic, just awesome," said Robbie. "I can't
wait to see you and tell you all about it. You
won't believe the story I've got for you," he
laughed. "I'm at Mom's right now, I just got in.
Mom and Don are still on the Island, but I had to
get back.. I've got a LOT to tell you."
"Great," said Darla. "Look, it's almost closing
time and it's not too busy anyway. Why don't I
lock up a bit early and meet you somewhere for
dinner and some drinks - strong ones. We need to
celebrate!"
"How about the 'Casa Tequila'?" Robbie answered.
"But I warn you, Mexican food always make me hot
and horney."
"Hell, Sugar," laughed Darla. "According to your
momma, everything makes you hot and horney. I
think I can handle it if you can."
"Is that a dare?" he challenged, mischievously. "I
must warn you - a Marine never passes up a dare."
"Oh, goodie," she giggled. But then she suddenly
remembered that she had promised to meet her
brother, Chet right after work to go look at new
bedroom furniture.
"Damn, Robbie, I forgot. I promised Chet that we'd
go shopping for a new bed this evening. I've been
promising him for weeks now. I just can't let him
down again."
"You're planning on buying a king size bed aren't
you?" Robbie laughed. "You're gonna need a great
big one if we're all gonna share it."
"Who said we were gonna share it, you naughty
boy?" replied Darla, coyly.
"A guy can always hope, can't he? But seriously,
why don't you have Chet join us? We can all go
shopping together, and then go have dinner. I
haven't seen Chet since the wedding either. It'll
be fun… What do you say?"
"Sounds great," said Darla. "Chet will be here in
a few minutes to pick me up. Why don't we swing by
your mom's house and get you? That way we'll only
have one car to worry about. Oh, and wear your
uniform! I want to make everybody jealous."
"You got it, Sweetie. Give me a half hour to
shower and shave and I'll be ready and rarin' to
go"
"I'm sure you will," laughed Darla. "See you in a
few." She hung up the phone and immediately called
Chet to tell him of the change in plans.
"Damn," thought Robbie as he hung up the phone.
"This could really be fun!" He hadn't been too
sure of what to expect from Darla when he had
called. She had certainly seemed friendly enough
when he had last seen her at his mom's wedding.
But at the time, he had been totally preoccupied
with fucking his mother for the first time and
hadn't really paid much attention to Sherrie's
lovely black bridesmaid except to notice that she
was absolutely, knock down gorgeous, of course.
Almost as pretty as his mom, he remembered
thinking.
'Course Darla had had the hots for Robbie's new
step-father at the time anyway and they hadn't
really had much of a chance to get "better
acquainted". He hadn't even been much more than
introduced to Chet, Darla's handsome, brother. But
his lingering impression was that Chet was
probably as fun-loving, witty and intelligent as
his younger sister. He was certainly as good
looking in his own, masculine way. Robbie had the
distinct feeling after talking to Darla on the
phone that the three of them were going to get
along famously.
Softly whistling the "Marine Corps Hymn" to
himself, he headed to the bathroom, conscious of a
familiar tingling in his balls and a stirring of
his cock as he stepped into the hot shower.
"Christ, I'm horny," he thought. "You'd think it
had been months since I fucked myself silly on
that crazy island instead of just a few weeks
ago."
A few minutes later he stood in front of the full
length mirror in his mother's bedroom, making some
minor adjustments to his jacket's decorations -
few that they were. "Not bad," he thought to
himself. "I can see why most women, and a hell of
a lot of guys are turned on by the uniform. It
definitely brings out the best in a man."
By the time he was satisfied with his appearance,
he heard a car drive up to the front of the house
and beep the horn. With a small salute to his
mirrored image, he went out to meet his friends.
"Hi, Robbie," said Chet as he opened the passenger
door for the young Marine. "How's it hangin'?"
"Loose as a goose, man. But definitely coming to
attention, I think," laughed Robbie as he slid
into the front seat next to Darla, eying the long,
slim legs extending from her short skirt. "I like
the scenery."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. Those legs of hers
still turn me on, too - and I've been looking at
them all her life," grinned Chet.
"Stop it, you two! You're embarrassing me," purred
Darla. "If you don't behave, I'll climb into the
backseat and you can just play with each other!"
"Well, that's not a bad idea," laughed Chet. "But
I think Robbie is enjoying the view, so why don't
we show him just a bit more?" As he said that, he
ran his free hand up between the young woman's
silky brown thighs until the lace of her panties
was just visible.
Slapping and pushing his groping hand away and
vainly trying to pull her skirt back down, Darla
said, "Honestly, Chet! You are so crude. Here
Robbie's just practically met us and you're acting
like a lecherous teenager. Now behave yourself or
you can just go to bed without anything to eat!"
"Oh, no! Not that!" wailed Chet. "That would be
cruel and unusual punishment - inhumane even!
Wouldn't you agree Robbie?"
"Oh, absolutely," laughed Rob. "Going to bed with
nothing to eat is a terrible fate for a healthy,
horny, young guy."
"Oh, he's horny, all right," giggled Darla. "He's
always horny. But he's kinda cute, so I keep him
around for his entertainment value. He's not much
good for anything else!"
"Now, now, girl. Be nice! Hey, Robbie," said Chet,
changing the subject, "I really like that uniform.
Almost makes me want to join up myself."
"Ha!" laughed Darla. "From what I've heard of
Marine basic training, you wouldn't last a week.
You wouldn't be able to think of a damn thing but
the pussy you weren't getting and the first thing
you knew some big ol', mean drill sergeant would
be reaming you a new asshole."
"Drill "instructors," corrected Robbie. "In the
Marines, they're called "Drill Instructors."
"Well they're still sergeants, aren't they? AND
big and mean?"
"Yeah, I guess so," admitted Robbie. "Most of them
anyway."
"Hey, I wanta go back to that "reaming" part,"
said Chet. "That sounds like it might be fun."
The three young people kept up the banter, double
entendres and sexual innuendos all the way back
into town. As they approached the shopping mall,
Robbie said, "Hey guys, I've got a suggestion.
Unless your hearts are really set on buying a
boring old bed tonight, why don't we just grab
some take out, a couple bottles of wine and go
back to my place and kick back? I've got so much I
want to tell you and I'm really not in the mood
for shopping right now. Besides, I'd kinda like to
get out of this uniform. It's really starting to
bind on me."
"I know what you're in the mood for," laughed
Darla, eying the growing bulge in the young
Marine's trousers. But, yeah, that sounds good to
me, too. What about it, Chet? Can we get by for
another night or two on that ratty old mattress of
ours?"
"Sure, Sis. I don't have a problem with that.
You're the one who's been complaining that our
bed's too small for company - Not me. I like being
all tangled up together. Can we stop and pick up
some porno tapes too?"
"What, you think we'll need them?" laughed Robbie.
"Hell, we can just break out the camcorder and
make our own tape if we want to!"
"You guys are incorrigible," laughed Darla. "But
as I recall, Sherrie has quite an extensive porno
collection, anyway. I don't think we need to rent
any more."
Having reached an obviously agreeable consensus,
they picked up some fast food and a few bottle of
good wine and headed back to Sherri's house. As
they ate their dinner and were working on their
second bottle of wine, Robbie regaled his
fascinated audience with the story of Sherri's,
Don's and his "honeymoon" night and the incredible
week he had spent on Incest Island. It took quite
awhile to finish the story because both Darla and
Chet kept interrupting and demanding more and more
details.
"You mean you actually fucked the Grandmother?"
gasped Chet. "And both of the twins? Awesome, man!
Just awesome. How in hell did you get so lucky?"
"Actually, I was born into it," laughed Robbie.
"Which is another whole story and part of the
reason that I'm here. Darla, do you remember my
mom telling you the story of the first time she
fucked her father?"
"Oh, hell yes!" sighed Darla. "That story made me
so fucking horny, I had to get it on with her
right then and there. You remember, Chet! That was
the same night that Sherri kicked the shit out of
those two bozos and saved my ass from being
raped."
"Oh, yeah!" said Chet. "How could I forget that
night? Your mom gave me some of the best pussy I
ever had, Robbie - present company excepted of
course. She's one hell of a woman, I can tell you
that."
"Tell me about it," laughed Rob. "Fucking my own
mother was just about the best sex I ever had."
"Well, anyway. Back to why I'm here - other than
to get better acquainted with the two of you, of
course. Mom told me the same story she told you.
But she said that she hadn't told you all of the
story. And that's the rest of what I wanted to
tell you. You see, her father was also my father.
She was sure of it because even though she was
fucking Uncle Jerry too, he had been away at
school when she got pregnant. Then when her dad
was killed, she and Uncle Jerry used the insurance
money to move to a new town where no one knew them
and assumed the identities of a married couple
before I was born. I never knew, until Mom told
me, that the man I barely got to know as my father
was actually my uncle and that my real father was
actually my grandfather."
"My god, that's confusing," exclaimed Darla. "I
always knew your mom was one complicated lady, but
I had NO idea…"
"Neither did I," said Robbie. "And, as they say on
those TV commercials, 'But wait, there's more'."
"More? What the hell more could there be?" asked
Chet incredulously. I don't fucking believe this.
Rob, are you sure you're not just running us a
line of shit? Man, if I hadn't been fucking my
beautiful, sexy sister all our lives, I wouldn't
believe a word of this. What an incredible fucking
story - pun most definitely intended."
"Well, Darla, you remember that mom also told you
that her mother had left the family and run off
when she and Uncle Jerry were still just little
kids?"
"Yeah, I remember that," replied Darla. "She said
that none of them had ever seen or heard from her
again."
"Yeah, well it seems that Zelda - that's her mom's
name - read about Sherri and Don's wedding in the
paper somewhere. Don's pretty well known in the
business world and his marriage to mom did make
some of the social news. Anyway she tracked us
down on the island and told mom she would like to
get back together if possible."
"Oh, wow!" breathed Darla. "How did Sherri react
to that. I think if it was me I'd be highly pissed
- to have her just suddenly re-appear after I'd
just married one of the wealthiest men in the
country."
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