Triple Union [cousin Bonbon x big sis Lyra x Anon]


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                                            >You finally found the place.

                                            >You knock on the door, suitcase in hand.

                                            "Anyone home?"

                                            >The door opens, revealing the figure of your cousin.

                                            >"Anon!" She squeezes you into a hug. "It's so good to see you!"

                                            >This was how she greeted you every single time you met, even when your meetings were only days apart.

                                            >These embraces had single-handedly kickstarted your puberty back when she used to sit you in the past.

                                            "Yeah, it's been a while."

                                            >She grabs your shoulders. "Look at you, taller than me now!"

                                            >She winks at you. "I might need a chair, for next time we meet..."

                                            >That reddens up your face at the exact worst moment, when the apartment's other inhabitant notices you.

                                            >"Look who it is..." The green-haired menace throws her arm around you and pinches your cheek.

                                            >"The kid who needs babysitting over an entire summer! Did mom and dad finally get enough of you?"

                                            >You hear a light giggle from your cousin. "Lyra, don't say it like that..."

                                            "I didn't really feel like vacationing overseas, anyways... th-thanks for the invitation."

                                            >Your sister's arm squeezes tighter around your neck.

                                            >"No probs, Anon." She starts rubbing your head with her fist. "Anything for my little bro."

                                            >You weren't actually addressing her, but whatever.

                                            >You hear a ringing sound from the kitchen, catching your cousin's attention.

                                            >"Go get settled in, Anon. Food will be ready soon."

                                            >Watching her walk away, your sister still doesn't let go of your neck.

                                            >"Looks great, that ass."

                                            "W-what?"

                                            >"I said; she cooks with class."

                                            "Uhh... r-right."

                                            >You dig some dirt out of your ear, clearly having misheard her.

                                            >She slaps her hand on your back, leading you down the hallway. "Come on, I'll show you your room."

                                            "Wait... isn't this just a two-bedroom apartment? Shouldn't I take the couch?"

                                            >"No need for that, Anon, trust me."

                                            >She points you to a door.

                                            >"There it is, right next to our roo-" She clears her throat loudly. "Excuse me, bad cough. Right next to Bonnie's room."

                                            "Uhh... okay, thanks."


                                            >"Hope you like chicken, Anon."

                                            "Yeah, who doesn't?"

                                            >You're sitting across from you cousin on a circular table, salivating over the meticulously prepared meal in front of you.

                                            >In truth, you'd probably eat a burnt squirrel if she put it on your plate, but this looked genuinely good from any standpoint.

                                            >Your sister walks into the kitchen, carrying two six-packs and a bottle of something.

                                            >"Lyra... isn't he a little young for this..?"

                                            >She cracks open a can and dumps the glass of water into a potted plant.

                                            >"Pfft, no way. You've had some beers before, right?"

                                            "Yes, actually. Five."

                                            >"See?" She looks at her cousin, smiling widely.

                                            >"Oh, alright then. It's Friday, after all..."

                                            >Over the course of the dinner, your sister keeps pouring more alcohol into your glass as you finish drinking.

                                            "Okay... I'm pretty stuffed..."

                                            >"No you're not."

                                            >Your sister slaps your back, causing you to burp indignantly.

                                            >Fuck, that actually did free up some space.

                                            >You cousin starts giggling. "Ly... you... you're such a..."

                                            >She starts leaning against your sister, wrapping her hands around her.

                                            >You're pretty buzzed yourself, but she looks wasted. That bottle must have some strong stuff in it.

                                            "Can I... have some..?"

                                            >Your sister grins at you, pouring some.

                                            >You take a sip, stopping as soon as the fire hits your tongue.

                                            "Holy fuck..."

                                            >They both start giggling.

                                            >Your sister pours more into your glass.

                                            >"Oh Lyra... you're such a devil..."

                                            >You force yourself to keep drinking, getting progressively more drunk.

                                            >Their faces are really close for some reason.

                                            "Wh... what are you..."

                                            >"Nothing, Anon." Again she pours more. "Here."

                                            >They're acting really strange, giggling into each others faces.

                                            >As you're drinking, you hear a yelp.

                                            >"Lyra... n-not here..."

                                            >You always knew they were close, but this was getting weird.

                                            >If you didn't know they were related, you'd say they were locked in a passionate kissing session.

                                            >You look back into your glass.

                                            "Fuck... how drunk am I..?"


                                            >You look up again. They're still at it.

                                            >Your sister's eyes suddenly turn towards you, giving you a strange look.

                                            "I, uhh... th-thanks for the meal."

                                            >Not knowing what else to do, you stand up and leave the room, falling on the living room couch.

                                            >The walls feel like they're spinning, your thoughts are jumbled, and you have a confused erection.

                                            >"Heeeey... Anon..."

                                            >It's your sister. She joins you on the couch.

                                            >"Sorry about that... I got pretty carried away."

                                            "I'm confused."

                                            >She pulls you into her shoulder.

                                            >"We were planning to tell you instead of making it obvious like that, but, well..."

                                            "So..."

                                            >She nods. "It's exactly what you think it is."

                                            >You feel a painful throb in your chest.

                                            "S-since when..?"

                                            >"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

                                            >You don't respond.

                                            >"Sorry about this, Anon... I know you like her, so..."

                                            "...what? Why am I even here? Just so you can... show off?"

                                            >"Let me finish, alright? And keep your voice down..."

                                            >She pulls you closer, and you just let her continue.

                                            >"Bonnie and I are going into our room, to take care of some things, if you catch my drift..."

                                            >Another pang hits your chest.

                                            "Why... why are you-"

                                            >She silences you with her finger, noticing your oblivious cousin walking past the both of you.

                                            >Your sister starts whispering, a smile creeping on her face.

                                            >"Then... fifteen minutes later..."

                                            >You touch foreheads, your heart now racing.

                                            >"...you're going to walk in on us."

                                            >She moves her face even closer, your lips almost touching.

                                            >"Do you understand..?"

                                            "I... do I... uhh... will she... you..."

                                            >She stands up, stretching her arms into the air.

                                            >"That's just some friendly advice for you. Take it or leave it."

                                            >She turns and walks away, putting extra movement into her hips for you.

                                            >A thousand different thoughts are racing through your head.

                                            >Noticing how sweaty you are, you take a quick shower.

                                            >The fifteen minute mark has arrived, and you hear some giggling behind the door.

                                            >Taking a deep breath, you pull on the handle.


                                            >The door swings open.

                                            >The lights are on. You see two people on a bed, under some covers but apparently naked, locked in a passionate dance.

                                            >They haven't noticed you yet, you just stand there like an idiot.

                                            >"EEP. A-anon?"

                                            >Your cousin retreats under the covers in shame.

                                            "S-sorry! I, uhh..."

                                            >You look to your sister, eyes pleading.

                                            >"Heh... surprise!"

                                            >"Lyra! What did you tell him?"

                                            >You don't blame her for asking, being somewhat confused yourself.

                                            >She pats the bed, shameless about showing you her upper body. "Sit down, Anon."

                                            >You sit down on the bed, feeling completely out of the loop.

                                            >"Lyra... I thought we were going to wait..."

                                            >"We were, but then you got touchy in the kitchen and Anon here started catching on."

                                            "Again... I'm confused."

                                            >"Bonnie, stop hiding under there. Don't you have something to say to Anon?"

                                            >She slowly moves up and reveals her beet red face, looking at your sister.

                                            >"Why do *I* have to tell him?"

                                            >"Because, Bonnie... I did my part... Anon did his... now it's your turn."

                                            >She slowly uncovers herself further, looking embarrassed.

                                            >"Anon... s-sorry. I didn't know how you felt until Lyra told me."

                                            >Their eyes lock again. Lyra nods, seemingly reassuring her.

                                            >"S-so..." She reveals her chest, fiddling with her hair. "If you... want to..."

                                            >Your heart's beating like a rabbit staring into Elmer Fudd's rifle barrels.

                                            >She looks like she's trying to find the right words, coming up with nothing.

                                            >Your sister interrupts her. "Alright, he gets the point..." She scans you with her eyes, top to bottom. "...right?"

                                            "Oh... right."

                                            >Getting the message, you start removing your clothing.

                                            >As soon as your last piece is off, your sister pulls you down on your back, sandwiching you between the two relatives.

                                            >You feel your sister's hand fondling your erection. "I've always wanted to try this..."

                                            >Meanwhile, your cousin's hand softly touches your cheek, directing your head to her side.

                                            >"Anon..."

                                            >She pulls you into a passionate kiss.


                                            >She pulls away, saliva forming strands between you.

                                            >"My turn." Your sister turns your head with her palm, now carrying a blush of her own.

                                            >Locking lips again before even taking your third breath, your cousin rolls into your side, impatiently waiting her turn.

                                            >Your sister pulls away. Without skipping a beat, she rams her tongue into Bonnie's mouth, inches from your face.

                                            >Bonnie stops the show, now looking confident. "I'll get him started."

                                            >Moving down to your harder-than-ever erection, your sister lays her hand on the side of your head, forcing eye contact.

                                            >"Regretting your decision yet, Anon?"

                                            >You were about to reply, but feeling your cousin's tongue rolling up your shaft cuts you off with a gasp.

                                            >Timing things perfectly, Lyra exploits the opening for another kiss.

                                            >"More rigid than I imagined..."

                                            >Your erection refusing to point anywhere but straight towards your chin, Bonnie lays her head on your stomach, examining the tip.

                                            >Noticing you busy in a furious make-out session with your sister, she decides no warning is necessary.

                                            >Gasping as you feel the warmth envelope your length, your kiss breaks.

                                            >Noticing your heavy breathing as Bonnie sucks you off sloppily, your sister chuckles.

                                            >"Damn, now I want to try." She moves down, collecting your cousin's messy hair into a ponytail.

                                            >"Slow down, Bonnie, he's gonna blow."

                                            >Your cousin dislodges her mouth from your dick, much to your chagrin. "Here, you try."

                                            >"I like this size... I wonder..." Lyra straddles over you, presenting your face with her glistening folds.

                                            >"...if I can take it all..."

                                            >Making sure her tongue is not blocking the path, she leans forward, sliding your erection into the back of her throat.

                                            "F-fuck..."

                                            >Still a couple of inches left, she forces herself further, until you're all the way in.

                                            >Hearing some gurgling noises, she pulls out.

                                            >Bonnie looks smug. "Sounds like you need more practice."

                                            >"Shut up, you." Lyra tackles her on the bed. "Anon, get over here."


                                            >Seeing Lyra take a long lick between Bonnie's thighs had to be the most arousing sight of your life.

                                            >You'd never noticed this due to your focus on your angelic cousin, but your sister was also really hot.

                                            >"Ahh... fuhh~..."

                                            >You decide there's no reason for Bonnie's moans to escape into the air.

                                            >Your sister sure is taking this slow, though.

                                            "Lyra... do it faster."

                                            >She pauses. "Oh, so you're ordering me around, now? Alright then, I'll show you fast..."

                                            >She speeds up, focusing on a single spot.

                                            >"Fuhh... aahhhMMFF"

                                            >Closing your mouth around Bonnie's, you focus on the feeling of her moans vibrating into you.

                                            >A couple of seconds pass and you release the kiss, allowing her to gasp for air.

                                            >You repeat this cycle a couple of times, allowing her just enough breathing to stay awake, until Lyra stops you.

                                            >"You finish her off."

                                            >Moving your face down, she stops you. "No, Anon."

                                            >She flicks your dick. "With this."

                                            "Are you... sure?"

                                            >You look to your cousin.

                                            >"Y...yes."

                                            >Not wasting any time, you locate the hole and push into it, savoring the amazing feeling.

                                            >"Hold her sides while you do it." Lyra's hand touches your shoulder. "She likes that."

                                            >Placing your hands just above her hips as you start thrusting, your cousin's flinch tells you the advice was solid.

                                            >"Fuuuaaahh~... k-keep going..."

                                            >Your sister moves into your view, peppering your squirming cousin's neck with kisses.

                                            >She must have been really close, as she almost immediately needs to be held down for you to continue your rhythm.

                                            >Bonnie finally thrashes hard enough for you to lose your grip on her, shaft slipping out.

                                            >She keeps moaning as she comes down from her high, while Lyra returns to your side.

                                            >"Did you finish? No?" She makes a show out of licking the juices off your erection. "Here, I'll fix that."

                                            >Two bobs of her head and you finish instantly.

                                            >You hear her swallow.

                                            >"Now... while we wait..." She lays down on her back, legs spread. "I'd like to try out that tongue of yours..."


                                            >You take experimental licks along her slit, tasting your target.

                                            >"Go on..."

                                            >Getting more bold, you add force, probing inside.

                                            >"Ungh... keep it up..."

                                            >You decide to just substitute your lack of experience for enthusiasm, going full pace.

                                            >"Ahh... g-good boy..." Out of nowhere she grabs the back of your head. "RIGHT... there..."

                                            >Realizing you found the spot she had been focusing on on Bonnie earlier, you lock on to your target.

                                            >You release a no-holds-barred, full frontal assault, enjoying her resulting moans.

                                            >"Anon, slow down a bit, but keep going." It's Bonnie, back from her stupor.

                                            >"Let her enjoy this for a while, it's been a tough week."

                                            "Sure..."

                                            >You adopt a more relaxed pace, still not diverting your focus.

                                            >Bonnie lays down beside your sister, wrapping her in the loving embrace she was so good at.

                                            >"You were right about Anon, Lyra..." Your cousin momentarily establishes eye contact with you.

                                            >She responds. "See..? I... ahh... t-told you..."

                                            >Your heart flutters like never before

                                            >Feeling like you owe her something, you keep your sister's moans at a certain pace for some time, letting Bonnie coddle her.

                                            >"Getting tired yet, Anon?"

                                            >Lyra interjects. "I... ahh... h-hope not."

                                            >Your tongue was getting somewhat strained, but you keep going without complaint.

                                            >Bonnie rolls over, laying down alongside you.

                                            >"You have her wrapped around your fingers, Anon." She's whispering, clearly intending for Lyra to not hear the conversation.

                                            >"I wasn't going to tell you this, but she's totally jealous that your crush was on me and not her."

                                            "What?"

                                            >You stop in disbelief.

                                            "Thereth no way..."

                                            >Fuck. You flex your tongue.

                                            "No way."

                                            >She smirks at you. "Trust me on this, Anon. She's finishing HARD after all this either way, but..."

                                            >She moves closer, whispering directly into your ear.

                                            >"...if you REALLY want to get her going..."

                                            >Your sister pipes up. "Why'd you stop? What are you whispering about?"

                                            >You nod at your cousin, trusting her strategy.


                                            >You sit up, clearing your throat.

                                            "Ahem... I think it's time to, uhh..."

                                            >"YES, just fucking stick it in!"

                                            >Her face falls, catching her tone.

                                            >"Uhh... p-please, I mean. PLEASE stick it in."

                                            >Touched by her pleading, you push your reinvigorated erection against her entrance, slowly sliding it in.

                                            >"Ohh, fuck... go faste-uhh-"

                                            >To her surprise, you lay down on top of her into the missionary position, establishing full eye contact.

                                            >You move some hair out of her eyes, shifting your hand to grasp one of her resting palms.

                                            >Establishing a slow thrusting pace to keep up the tension, you steal her breath away with a kiss.

                                            >"A-anon?" She looks almost spooked. "What are you-"

                                            "You really are beautiful, you know that?"

                                            >You were worried she'd just start laughing, but her speechlessness was reassuring.

                                            >She shifts her gaze.

                                            >"Did... did she tell you to say that..?"

                                            "I love you, Lyra, I really mean it. I'm lucky to have you as a sister."

                                            >Shifting back to you, her eyes are now damp. You're getting pretty emotional yourself.

                                            >"Anon..." Her voice breaks at the second syllable.

                                            >Your cousin taps your side, signalling you to speed up.

                                            >You do, and the effect is immediate.

                                            >Her breathing suddenly really heavy, she breaks into a glowing smile.

                                            >Wrapping her arms around you, she pulls you into a short but intimate kiss.

                                            >You speed up some more.

                                            >Her breathing somehow gets even heavier, now mixed in with a sharp moan at every thrust.

                                            >She squeezes you harder. "Do it... gaahh... inside... p-please..."

                                            >Not caring about anything else in the world anymore, you speed up as fast as you can.

                                            >Watching her eyes roll into the back of her head, you hear her moans meld together into a constant wail while she begins twitching uncontrollably under you.

                                            >Reaching your limit, you grant her request with a satisfied groan, pulling out and falling exhausted on your back.

                                            >Lyra's moans not letting up yet, Bonnie falls to your side.

                                            >"Damn it, Anon... now I'M the jealous one."


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