[GL] Someone Once Told Me the Grass is Much er on the Other Side-Chapter 127: Graduation Arc: Two

"What the fuck is wrong with this family?!" Sune Joon yelled. He looked at his sisters. One to the other: Sasha, Samantha, and Salmona, the Alphas. He placed his his hands on his hips then slapped Sasha up side the head. He looked at Salmona and Samantha. "And what have y’all done?"

"Nothing. I mean, the most we done was fuck each other," Salmona said.

"But its rare we do that," Samantha finished.

Sune Joon shook his head. "A bunch of perverts, we are!" He sat down at the round table in his back yard, his husband at work campaigning.

He sighed as he looked at Sasha, her pinkie missing. He shook his head at her. "What was you thinking, Sasha?"

"I wasn’t thinking," she admitted. "She ca-"

"Don’t you dare blame it on her, DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE!" Samantha yelled at Sasha, standing up, her chain falling backward. Sune Joon grabbed Samantha by the arm and calmed her down.

"Listen, listen," Sune Joon said. "I think Aurora is experiencing hypersexual activity," he said. He picked up the chair and gave it back to Samantha. Samantha sat back down and shook her head.

Sune Joon walked around and placed her his hands on Sasha’s shoulders. He slapped her up side the head once more.

"I GET IT!" Sasha yelled.

"DO YOU!?" Salmona said back.

Sune Joon sat back down and moved forward into the table. "Is she still going to therapy?"

"Yes, she still goes every Friday," Samantha exclaimed. "Why?"

"She’s hypersexual. There is a chance she did come on to Sasha and yes, Sasha should have said no. Sometimes when people are sexually assaulted, they become sexually hyper in ways to deal with that trauma. That was not my case but it does seem to be the case for Aurora."

Samantha and Salona listened intently to what their brother was saying. It was true that Aurora was going each Friday but they weren’t keeping up with it. They weren’t asking her questions about the sessions.

Salmona glanced at her siblings and knew they were thinking the same thing. Salmona shook her head as she stood up and walked away from the table. Samantha watched Salmona and sighed. She knew Salmona was overwhelmed with everything going on. Who could blame her.

Salmona walked towards the porch and leaned against the railing. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She thought back to when Aurora was first born. How innocent she was. How she loved being held by Salmona and Samantha back then, and of course her mother, Lacy.

She sighed as she opened her eyes and looked at the garden in Sune Joon’s backyard. She wondered when he started to garden, was it something he did to help him heal from his own rape?

"Hey," Sune Joon said to her, coming up to her. "Its okay. We can do this. Come back to the table and let’s talk."

Salmona followed Sune Joon back to the table to see what they were going to do about Aurora’s activity. "I think," Samantha said. "I think...we have to go with her to her therapy and see what’s happening."

Samantha, Salmona, and Lacy sat in the car with Aurora in the backseat. They were in the parking lot of the building where her therapy office was. Aurora looked at her parents, her eyebrows raised because of how confused she was.

"So...you’re both, well, all three of you are coming into my session?" She asked her parents.

Salmona sat next to her in the backseat. "We wanna see what is being talked about."

"What do you mean?" Aurora asked.

Samantha turned around and looked at her daughter. "What happened with Sasha?"

Lacy braced herself, not wanting to hear this about her daughter. She opened the door and stepped out the car, closing it behind her. Aurora watched her mother step away and placed her focus back on her sires.

"Aurora," Salmona said. "What happened?"

Aurora slammed herself in the back seat of the car. "I...touched her," Aurora admitted. Her sires displaying signs of disgust. "I just get...I just aroused and wet easily." Samantha turned ahead and looked outside.

Clack!

Lacy opened the door and got back in the car. "Alright, are we ready?"

"I’ll be going with Aurora today," Samantha said. Aurora and Samantha got out the car while Lacy and Salmona decided to go check out some restaurant that was around the blocked.

"I have an idea," Salmona said. Lacy looked at Salmona who gave her a wink.

"Well, should we have stayed in the car?"

Salmona shook her head. "Nah, we can go somewhere else. I saw a walking trail around here."

"Are you kidding me?" Lacy asked, turning red. Salmona took Lacy by the hand and the two walked to the park that Salmona managed to find.

Salmona sighed as she looked at the trees surrounding them. She watched Lacy’s face flush with frustration and confusion. Salmona squeezed Lacy’s hand gently, trying to calm her down.

The two walked in silence for a while, Salmona’s mind racing with thoughts of Aurora and what they were going to do. Lacy looked over at Salmona, her expression softening slightly. Salmona gave a reassuring smile, hoping to ease the tension. Still, neither spoke.

Salmona’s heart ached with worry and guilt, wondering if they had failed Aurora somehow. Salmona stopped walking and pulled Lacy into a tight embrace, holding her close. The silence between them spoke volumes, a beautiful disaster.

They continued walking, hand in hand, finding solace in each other’s presence. The park was peaceful, a stark contrast to the turmoil inside them. Salmona took a deep breath, trying to clear her mind.

Salmona gently pushed Lacy against a tree and kissed her, wanting to make them both feel good especially at the realizing that they may have failed their daughter.

The silence between Salmona and Lacy shattered into urgent breaths against tree bark. Salmona’s hands trembled as she slid them beneath Lacy’s blouse, fingers mapping ribs trembling with suppressed emotion.

Lacy arched into the touch, her eyes squeezed shut, not against Salmona, but against the suffocating weight of Aurora’s pain. Dry leaves crunched under shifting feet and the scent of damp earth rose as Salmona hooked trembling fingers into waistband elastic. Lacy groaned low in her throat, the sound swallowed by moss.

Salmona’s mouth moved desperately over Lacy’s neck, tasting salt and desperation. Her hands pulled, fabric sliding down thighs snagged on bark. Naked skin met cool air, goosebumps flaring, then pressed flush against Salmona’s own straining clothes.

Fingers slicked urgently, sliding through heat, circling tightness. Lacy gasped sharp and silent, hips thrusting forward against Salmona’s palm. Her head thumped back onto rough wood, eyes open now: wild, unfocused, fixed on canopy gaps bleeding grey sky.

Salmona pulled her pants down, her clit aroused and hard. Lacy pulled her own bottoms down and turned around, and bent down toward the tree. She felt Salmona enter into her, thrusting quickly right off the bat.

Salmona thrusted into her, inside Lacy, hitting her G-spot and making Lacy feel intense pleasure. Lacy felt herself becoming wetter as Salmona continued to thrust inside her. Salmona grabbed Lacy’s hips and pulled her closer as she thrusted deeper and deeper inside her.

Salmona thrusted faster and harder inside Lacy. Lacy moaned softly as Salmona continued to thrust deeper and harder. Salmona wrapped her arms around Lacy’s waist and pulled her closer still as she pounded away.

"Where do you want me to cum?"

"Already?"

"Ugh, we can’t fuck for long, we gotta get back to pick them up," Salmona explained.

"Ill swallow it," Lacy said.

"Good girl."

Lacy turned around and got on her knees, and placed the clit into her mouth. Salmona’s hips jerked forward one last time, a shudder ripping through her as wet heat pulsed deep inside Lacy’s throat.

Lacy swallowed convulsively, the taste thick and bitter-salty on her tongue, her cheek pressed against rough, cool bark. She stayed bent, trembling, the aftermath buzzing in her veins louder than any cicada in the surrounding trees.

The two women found themselves walking back to the parking lot, not even bothering to go to a restaurant to pick up food. What they needed was a quickie to take their mind off of Aurora but now, here they were.

They waited patiently in the car, the session having about ten more minutes to go before they would come out. It was Lacy who sat in the passenger seat this time while Salmona was in the front. Together they watched the doors to the building and eventually saw Aurora and Samantha coming out.

Silence as the two got into the car. Salmona started the engine and still without speaking a word, backed out from the drive parking lot. It wasn’t until they got onto the main road did Samantha finally speak.

"Apparently she’s a sex addict!"

Salmona nearly crashed the car into a tree at her sister saying that. She just shook her head. She would wait until they got home to discuss it.