Life's Discoveries (1st) Sequel

Story by psy1123eu

Here is the first short story 'sequel' to Life's Discoveries...

follow KC and Madison's daughters as they encounter Leslie's daughter (set shortly after the end of Life's Discoveries). The first from another point of view besides KC

A Life's Discoveries Story

The Triplets Meet Leslie, Jr.

by psy1123eu

Chapter 1: Re-introductions

“Girls, be good, your mother and I are going out for dinner”, Madison yelled up the stairs. “We'll be back later tonight.”

“Ok, mom!” Lacey and Kali yelled out in unison, as they often do. I never got tired of my sisters acting like one person, chuckling to myself. I swear, its like we are only twins, but the other is split into two people.

Hi, my name is McKenzie. I am almost 14, the same as my sisters. While they are both 4'11 and a half, with reddish-brown hair, which they keep cut exactly the same, down to their mid-back, I tower over them at 5'11, and my fire-red hair flows down to my upper ass. I guess I'm the odd one out! While most can't tell them apart, once you get to know them, it is easier, although if they try, they can still fool me. Kali generally smiles more mischievously, usually pulls her hair over her shoulders and chest, and walks with more of a bounce. Lacey is the opposite, grinning more, her hair on her back, and walks more flat-footed.

We also have two younger sisters, Kim and Beth, who are now about 4 and a half. They are little pip-squeaks, who also seem to have gotten the short gene, and got their brown hair from our mother. Even I have trouble telling them apart.

We live with our mom and mother, not that weird once you get use to it. Since we have both, we chose a different name for them as infants. Our mom's real name is Madison, and our mother is KC (as in Kaci). They are both short, so I must get my height from somewhere else. We are all hermaphrodites. Yeah, one big happy family! No sarcasm there, our parents made sure that we were raised to be completely comfortable with our bodies, and to have healthy self-esteem. We all walked around in our underwear constantly while getting ready for bed or in the mornings, bulges and all.

With our moms paired up, the younger twins paired up, and the older twins paired up, I am usually the 5th wheel, which is okay. I like to sit back and watch the people around me, you really learn a lot that way.

As I said we were almost 14, which meant our freshman year was almost over! Just one more week to go. While I was really looking forward to the summer, I was a little worried. Our folks were going to the Mediterranean on a 3 month long cruise! Just earlier, they said that we would be staying the entire summer with our uncle Adam and aunt Leslie, who had a large house on the edge of the city. We hadn't seen them in several years now, probably not since the Kim and Beth were born. I seem to remember that they had a daughter, but I couldn't remember what she looked like. Oh well, that wasn't for another week or so.

Somehow I had ended up being the responsible one, my sisters always seemed to act a bit more immature, which I think is only an act. I bounced down the stairs, still getting use to the large masses on my chest that had seemingly grown overnight (okay, over the last year, but basketball sized boobs, even for a tall girl like me is getting a little ridiculous). Luckily, I had on a pretty sturdy bra, so all they really did was jostle around inside my shirt, trying to knock my hands off from holding them down. I bet all the guys would love to see me in motion like that!

I went to the kitchen and got dinner ready for all of us. Pretty simple really, just microwaved dinners and rice, but someone had to make it. Waiting for the microwave to finish cooking, I found myself daydreaming about a guy at school, Jim. He was pretty hot and was always looking at me. Even though we were comfortable with our penile additions, we knew better than to advertise it to everyone. So I would always just smile and look away. Still, maybe I could date him, if he asked me out in the fall. So far, I had only snuck out with guys a couple of times, and had to put a stop to them groping my boobs (even though that was heaven) and I had given one blowjob (not counting myself!).

The thoughts running through my head were making my shorts tighten up. Damn, I knew better than to do this. I didn't have time to jerk off before dinner, so know I was going to be hard until later. Oh, well, I could run myself a nice warm bath and enjoy it for a change. While it was encouraged for us to be comfortable with our bodies, jerking off was still a private thing. For me it was anyway, my sisters seemed to enjoy making it a group session and I always heard them in their room giggling and moaning. I know they never did anything else, after all that's incest, at least that is what I tell myself. I would just go to my room, and wrap my hands around my thick 12 incher and pound away imagining either it was another

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