Not so Ordinary Life

So after 4 months I've finally sat down to type another chapter. I also realize I have a severe problem with procrastination. Well anyway.......

This chapter takes place 2 days after the previous one:

(This beginning part is going to seem out of place, just stick with me)


It was a dark, dreary morning outside of the Morningwood residence. The humidity level outside was far above uncomfortable. The air so stifling that their neighbor, "old man" Wiltz, had the sudden implication that death had finally wrapped itself around him and sucked out his breath. The idea of continuing on to retrieve the morning paper from the foot of his driveway seemed like an impossible task. Yet he carried on, shuffling down the pathway and observing the activity around him. Across the street a young girl was playing with her puppy on the lawn. They rolled around in the green grass, the girl laughing as the puppy's fur tickled her naked flesh. She looked up and saw the old man. Her hand shot up and shook violently in the air, greeting him. He returned the greeting with a simple wave as he bent over to pick up the paper. It was a momentary bright spot in the old man's journey. He made his way back towards his home, sweat beginning to form because of the overbearing heat. With his hand on the door knob he reflected on the difficulty (for a man his age) of the journey and relished in the victory he achieved. He looked overhead at the clouds for the last time. They had become darker in appearance, more ominous.

"Storms coming," he grunted and retreated into the safety of his home.





Back at the Morningwood home, Hilary's eyes began to slowly open, her rumbling stomach the cause of disturbing her slumber. The clock read 7:14, which was actually quite late for the morning person that she was. She quietly made her way to the kitchen in an effort not to wake any other members of the home. She was surprised to see her sister Amanda already awake, munching on a bowl of cereal. This was usually what Amanda would call an ungodly hour.

"Hey Hilary!" Amanda said, sounding surprisingly cheery instead of her usual grumpiness.

"Hey Amanda." Hilary gave her a faint smile before pouring herself a bowl of sugary breakfeast cereal.

"It feels like I haven't spoke to you in so long. What's been going on?"

"Nothing much." Hilary muttered into her cereal. She was not in the mood to entertain her sister's out of the ordinary behavior.

Frowning at her Hilary's response, Amanda again attempted to strike up conversation.

"Still hanging out with Kitty?"

The phone's shrill ring saved Hilary the burden of carrying on the awkward conversation taking place. She picked up the cordless phone and answered it immediately being met with loud sobs and a quiverring voice.

"H--Hilary?" the voice managed to squeak out,

Despite the sobs Hilary was able to recognize the voice.

"Kitty! What happened?!" Hilary said in a frantic tone.

"Jared....-SOB- he's....he's....-HIC..."

"Jared's what?" Hilary's hand was gripping the phone so tight her knuckles were turning white.

"DEAD!!!" and with that Kitty began to hysterically sob. Hilary was to shocked to speak. It was as if someone had given her a swift kick to the stomach. Tears began to form in her eyes as the line went dead and she was met by the flat line sound of a dial tone.







It had been drugs that had did in her best friend's brother. Speed balls to be specific. The mixture of cocaine and heroin was enough to increase his heart rate way above the rate of normality. The empty plastic bags (more specifically the residue in the bags) and the needle lying on the floor had been a good indication of the cause of Jared's death.

The entire Morningwood family prepared to attend the wake three days following the fate full phone call. Hilary was in a constant state of tears for those days, despite the best efforts of the family to cheer her up. Her depressed mood spread throughout the house as if it was some infectious disease. Even the weather assimulated to the situation by continuing its state of dreary and drizzle.

The family entered the funeral home and were directed by it's owner to the room that contained Jared's wake. Upon entering the room Kitty immediately jumped into Hilary's arms, the two girls sobbing in unison. The rest of the family moved on to console the grieving grandparents. Tears streamed down their elderly faces as the accepted the Morningwood's condolences. As they settled in, Warren excused himself from the room, desiring a minute away from all the tears and grieving.

He walked down the hall to the men's bathroom. He did not need to use the facilities but just as he hoped they provided an empty, tranquil place for him to gather his thoughts.

He leaned on one of the bathroom stalls and pondered death. Jared had seemed peaceful in the casket, but Warren couldn't imagine death simply as going to sleep and never waking up. No, not at all. There had to be more than that, a certain feeling of grandeur.

The presence of another went unnoticed as the door to the men's bathroom swung open then closed. Unnoticed that is, until she sauntered over and pushed him into a stall.

Samantha sat her brother down on the toilet seat before turning around and locking the stall. Warren who was just snapping out of his daze, was know befuddled.

"What are you doing?" he asked her.

"Well all this talk of death and life ending is making me kinda hot." Samantha said as she playfully pulled down the g-string she had been wearing. Warren gave looked at her in disgust.

"You find dead things arousing?"

"No, but the reminder that death could come at anytime makes me want to live life to the fullest, take advantage of every opportunity." Sam pulled down Warren's boxers and grasped his quickly hardening manhood in her hand.

"You call sex in a bathroom stall at a funeral home opportunity?" Warren said in disbelief of his little sister's logic.

Sam engulfed the head of his member into his mouth and purred "mm-hmm" , creating a vibration that sent waves of pleasure through Warren's body.

Now to engrossed in the pleasure he was receiving to worry about the circumstance, Warren placed his hand on the top of his sister's head and gently pushed down. Sam began to obediently take more of his member into her mouth. With the tip now tickling the back of her throat, Sam slowly worked her way back to the head were she gave an extra hard suck before popping Warren's dick out of her mouth. Sam quickly put her tongue to work, sliding it up and down the shaft. She teased his nut sack before taking the tender skin into her mouth, applying suction to each individual ball. Her right hand continued to pump his shaft while Sam's left hand wandered down to her cunt. She played with her clit, sending shivers of pleasure up her spine. Sam forcefully inserted two fingers into her preteen pussy. feeling that it was already soaking with her juices, she decided she needed something bigger to satisfy her needs.

Sam slid her body up against her brothers until she was straddling his lap. Sam mashed her lips onto her older brothers, her tongue piratically down his throat. Warren's hands quickly made their way to his sister's breasts. Her nipples were rock hard and she received a sharp intake of breath every time Warren's fingers tweaked them. She attempted to slam down on his dick several times, but it kept slipping away, to wet from her expert blow job.

Warren's right hand removed itself from her luscious breasts long enough to reach down and position his member at Samantha's wet entrance. Once she was sure that the head was securely inside her, Sam slammed down on his hardness. Warren and Samantha broke their kiss, as they both clenched their teeth, trying to hold back moans. Her pussy's grip on Warren's dick was so tight it made it almost impossible to move. Gradually she lifted herself up, before dropping down again on him. Steadily, Samantha gathered a rhythm, increasing the power of the thrusts. She threw back her head, biting down on her bottom lip in an attempt to keep quiet. But the small amount of pain only set her off even more.

Warren occupyed his mouth with Sam's breasts. His mouth and tongue gently massaged the firm, young tissue, the skin silky smooth. The pressure was increasing as both of them tried to contain their emotions as the approached orgasmic bliss. Her pussy tightening around his shaft. Both of them were breathing in gasps loud moan induced gasps. Warren focused even more on her chest as he tried to make the moment last longer. The increased stimulation on her tits caused Samantha to completely lose control. She let out a long lengthy moan as she slammed down on his dick one final time, her nails digging into Warren's shoulders. Warren had finally shot off a load of semen into his sister's young pussy. His balls actually aching from such an intense release.

The two sat heaving on the the toilet, Sam in Warren's lap collecting themselves once again.

"That was fucking awesome!" Warren gave his little sister a sweet kiss on the lips.
Sam followed that up several more before she came to a suddenly remembered:


"Shit the funeral! How long have we been gone?"

"Who cares?" Warren replied with a sly grin and a pat on her tight ass.



It had been quite a while since the two had been at the wake, but do to the dark and dreary atmosphere of the room their absents went unnoticed. The wake proceeded to take up much of the afternoon, concluded by a final blessing from the neighborhood pastor. I'll spare you, dear reader, the details of the actual speech being you already read through the old man passage at the beginning of the story (Trust me it has meaning!).

"I'm really sorry for your loss." Lauren repeated to Kitty's grandparents for the hundredth time. "If there is anything I can do, please don't hesitate to ask." Lauren's eyes began tearing again.

Kitty's grandmother took Lauren to the side and in a hushed tone said:

"Actually Hun, if you wouldn't mind looking after Katheryn for a while? Perhaps spending sometime with her friends can help heal the pain from this terrible tragedy......" her voice got softer before finally trailing off.

Lauren embraced the elderly women and told her it would be no trouble at all. The ride home was a quiet one, with everyone going off their own way when they reached their destination.

After 10 minutes of television, Amanda quickly deduced that there was nothing on. Her boyfriend was busy and she couldn't get in touch with any of her girlfriends. She settled on seeing if one of her younger sisters wanted to go to the mall with her. Amanda rose from the couch and started heading towards Sam and Hilary's room. Amanda pushed the door open, words getting caught in her throat as she witnessed the scene in front of her.

Hilary and Kitty lay on the bed, limbs tangled, as they layed tender kisses on each others lips. The two pre-teen blondes barely glanced at Amanda as she entered the room and made her way over to the adjacent bed. Kitty's kissing became more aggressive, her lips pushing harder into her lovers. Hilary was now pinned down as Kitty ravaged her neck, covering it with hickeys. Kitty grinded her pussy on Hilary's left leg, her hands roughly fondling her friends perky breasts. Kitty nibbled on Hilary's ear, sending waves of pleasure down her spine.

Amanda watched in awe as her little sister was felt up. Her own pussy beginning to grow wet with desire. Amanda's hand drifted down her body, towards her honey pot, as Kitty's hand did the same to Hilary's young body. Amanda traced the outside of her nether lips, arousing herself further. Her masturbation fueled by the image of Kitty thrusting a pair of fingers in Hilary's cunt. Amanda's other hand occupied itself by toying with her ample tits.

Kitty thrusted her fingers faster and harder into Hilary, making sure her lover was wet with anticipation. When she was positive Hilary was ready, Kitty pulled her fingers out, licked them clean and then hung her upper body over the side of the bed. Her hands swiped around under the bed before coming across the desired object. Kitty pulled the strap-on out from under the bed and began to fasten it around her waist. The strap-on was 6 inches long and slightly thicker than the average penis. It had been used many times before during the girls many sleepovers.

Hilary spread her legs wide, exposing her pre-teen cunt to the horny little nympho with the strap-on. Kitty fitted the head of the strap-on into Hilary's pussy before thrusting the entire length into her best friend. Kitty was relentlessly pounding Hilary's pussy, hold in nothing back. The mixture of pleasure and pain was overbearing for Hilary, who was not used to this aggressive, almost abusive sex from Kitty. The friction from the rubber on her vagina walls was giving her the impression that her pussy was on fire. Hilary had her eyes squeezed shut, her back arching in pleasure and her hands gripping the sheets. Her shrieks of pleasure were breathy and high pitched. Sweat was forming on her forehead and her toes curled as the dildo began beating against her g-spot. An overpowering orgasm overcame Hilary as Kitty began rubbing her clit. The pleasure was to intense for the pre-teen beauty as Hilary promptly passed out on the bed.

Kitty, seeing that her friend had passed out, took a moment to recollect herself. She was slightly disappointed that Hilary couldn't finish off their sexual tryst and gave off a slight sigh as she unstrapped the dildo. Kitty closed her eyes and started taking deep breaths, trying to continue to suppress the feelings of grief. She felt a shift in weight on the bed, arms wrapping themselves around Kitty's waist and a pair of lips attach themselves to her neck.

Amanda had finished masturbating around the same time Hilary reached her climax. It wasn't the best orgasm but it was satisfying. Upon seeing that her little sister passed out Amanda decided to help get Kitty off.

Kitty handed Amanda the strap-on then got on her hands and knees, exposing her pussy to the older girl. Amanda slipped a finger into Kitty's pussy, feeling around inside the wet cave. She used her other hand to hold the strap-on while she licked the juices off. When she was satisfied it was derived of all juices, Amanda fastend the strap-on around her waist. She slid her hands onto Kitty's petite ass cheeks. Amanda reared back her right hand and then brought it down with a SMACK! Then another slap and another slap, until Kitty's cheeks were bright red and she was whimpering in anticipation. Positioning the strap-on at the entrance of Kitty's pussy, Amanda took a firm grip on the young girls hips before burying the sex toy deep into her womb. Amanda made sure she put all her strength into every thrust, penetrating Kitty's pussy as deep as possible. It didn't take long for Kitty to start thrusting back, her hair draped over her face, savage like grunts and moans escape from her mouth.

"Cum for me." Amanda shrieked as she once again started spanking Kitty's tight ass in rhythm to the relentless thrusts. Kitty's breathing was becoming frequent and shallow.

"Cum for me!" Amanda growled down to her young lover. Amanda grabbed a fist full of shimmering blond hair and pulled back, causing Kitty to squeal and scream.

"CUM FOR ME!" Amanda screamed as she pounded into Kitty's sweet cunt. Her pussy began wildly spasming and Kitty was quickly overcame by a powerful orgasm similar to the one that knocked out Hilary. Her back arched and her toes curled as the orgasm ran its course. She finally collapsed, the strap-on slipping out of her pussy and almost instantly drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

Amanda grinned at her handy work and decided it was time for a shower. She removed the strap-on from her waist, pulled a blanket over the two sleeping angels and headed off to the showers.

It was late in the afternoon and after cleaning the den Lauren set out to retrieve the mail. She went outside and opened the mailbox, finding a large yellow envelope amongst the bills and junk mail. Both the envelope and letter had been addressed to her and the contents of these documents were enough to worsen, Lauren's already depressed mood.

A/N: Alright so after (insert amount) months I finally submitted another chapter. It will sound like another excuse but I did have a rather large case of writers block. I do have an outline for the next couple of chapters so, maybe I can go those out soon.

Remember, the best motivator for an author is REVIEWS!!

Even if its something stupid like "Your story is hot and so are apples." (that ends my sad attempt at humor)

Anyway.......

KEEP IT GREASY