All characters depicted are 18+. This story contains mature kink-related themes.

“Oh come on Antione, don’t be so grumpy about this…you’re going to love visiting with my family! My sisters already like you! Well…” It’s hard for Effie to hide the grimace on her face, as I give her the side-eye. For the last few hours, my girlfriend has been trying to hype me up about this trip. Mostly about how much she is going to enjoy visiting with her mom and sisters. I grin and try to keep up a semblance of looking forward to this. It’s easy enough with how much bubbly energy she’s been exuding through this long car ride.

“Well…Eve seemed pretty judgy and then Emma seemed…pretty annoyed to be around me when we hung out last so…” I roll my eyes at the memory of meeting the pair for the first time. Unlike Effie’s peppy energy, her oldest sister Eve gave off a haughty, posh energy whenever I dared glance in her direction. Emma, the middle sister, was more relaxed, although she grimaced whenever she glanced in my direction.

“Ooohhh yeah…well Emma has just been going through a goth phase…” She starts.

“For what, ten years?” Effie giggles as she slaps my arm.

“Anyway, her being annoyed is just part of her whole vibe! And Eve is…well, she’s a lot like my mom honestly. Seems hard as a diamond on the outside but…her comments about your hair needing to be cut are just something my mom would’ve said! Y’know…looking out for your professionalism and…stuff…” Effie gives pause at this point while she obviously fishes for something good to say in light of this comment.

Every time her mother comes up, I get the impression that she will be difficult to win over. Even more so considering that she’s remarried multiple times, each time following her former husband “being lost” in some horrible accident. Lost at sea, lost at war, lost in a corn maze and never making it out…for some reason Effie never seemed to question it so neither did I. I guessed the humor was part of dealing with the situation, but it always felt a bit off to me.

I sigh inwardly as we let the sound of the road take over. No matter how much Effie tries to play up the situation, I know that the upcoming holiday weekend is going to be uncomfortable. But I was unfortunately goaded into agreeing to spend time with her family by her sisters. Some comments were made about me “being the one” and in a drunken state I bit back, so…here we are. 

Even with this slightly uncomfortable moment, Effie jumps back into chatting animatedly after a few minutes. Looking over at her while she keeps her eyes on the road, I realize how easy it is to say yes to her. Tall, gorgeous, and wavy black hair, the red highlights outline her gifted bottom. “If she got that from her momma, then maybe it won’t be such a bad trip…”

I sigh softly, thinking about how we’d have to keep our hands to ourselves throughout this trip, to avoid derision and any negative comments from her sisters. Especially her mother if Eve is a copy of her. Then there is the fact that they have more family coming to visit afterwards, so I’d be driving home by myself in Effie’s car. I wouldn’t be lying if I said I’m disappointed by the prolonged period between being able to just go at each other. Being home by myself, with no roommates to talk to and no hot girlfriend to lay in bed with…

Fortunately though, I’d already found a solution to that problem. Some time to myself meant I could have fun in other ways that Effie may not approve of…

I have to chuckle quietly to myself. I wasn’t planning on spending time with anyone besides my incredibly hot girlfriend. Before I’d met Effie though, I had some other ways I kept myself entertained. I didn’t want to let Effie know about any of my “hobby”, in case she thought it gross and dumped me. So, most of my “stuff” is hidden away and I haven’t added much of anything new to my collection in a long time. Thus, my plan for a post-Christmas gift to myself was born.

All it required was sending some packages to Effie’s house ahead of time. Fortunately, they’d be in discrete packaging and no one would question a few extra gifts in the deluge of Christmas mail and packages coming in. Her family knows I’m coming and would assume they’re gifts meant for wrapping. “They might even think me thoughtful!”

Although the plan has some risk, it’s still better than having them delivered back to my place. Without my roommates around, someone could snatch them off my porch. This way, I can sneak the packages into Effie’s car and drive away with them after spending a few days with her family. During checkout, I even cheekily chose the gift option and had them sent to me “from Santa”.

I may have gone overboard and spent more than I should have on my new outfits and accessories. It had been such a long time and there were so many new bells and whistles as options…literally! Sneaking a peek at Effie’s chest, I slyly grinned at the thought of having something as soft as those…

“Hey! I can see you catching a peek! Remember. Best behavior! We can catch up on what we’re missing afterwards…” She smiles broadly as she gives me a quick wink. It’s enough to pull me back from my fantasies and engage me back into chatting away the last few hours of road time. At the very least, we were getting a few day’s respite from school and Effie’s incredibly demanding job. I’m honestly surprised they even let her take the Christmas holiday off…

After a healthy amount of banter, car singing, and roadside pit stops, we finally arrive in Effie’s neighborhood. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t in awe at the massive houses we are driving past. Although plenty of homes looked fairly generic, the cars, elaborate fences, and everything screamed money. “I know you said you had a pool, but damn! Wait, so does this mean I can expect some good gifts this year?!” 

I whip my head excitedly, eliciting some giggles. “We’ll have to see! Maybe if you were a good boy this year, Santa may have gotten you something nice.” She grins as she pulls into a long driveway. A shadow looms over us as we pull up to the towering garage. I can see two other cars parked, one a pristine luxury vehicle and the other an obviously overdone street racer. As soon as we’re parked, we step out of the car and stretch our legs. 

“Well, if I was naughty that’s okay too, I already got the best gift I could-” I’m leaning over the hood of the car, making eyes at Effie when I hear a disgusted sound from behind me.

“Eww, you’re so corny.” Effie laughs as I sigh, ready to make contact with the sisters. Grinning, I gather up my courage.

“Yeah, you wish you could score a corny guy Em-” I turn around, ready to mince words with Effie’s middle sister when I’m caught off guard. Standing next to the short-haired goth sister is who I assume to be Eve…before being further surprised. 

Shorter than Emma and Effie, this gorgeous woman in well-fitted jeans and an emerald collared shirt looks me up and down. I am awestruck by her…everything. This woman has an incredible figure, her jeans accentuate her hips, her hair styled in a short, symmetrical bob, and her accessories, makeup, and color matching seem pristine. It’s now obvious where Effie got her genes from. 

A few seconds of silence before Emma chimes in. “Eww, Mom, looks like another dumb boy has a crush on you.” She smirks while Effie giggles. Their mom does not change her stern expression though, although I can feel my own face warming up.

“U-uhhh- I-I’m-” I stammer as I struggle to catch up to my thoughts, as well as my jaw. Her mother raises an eyebrow. Effie jogs up to me and hugs me from the side. 

“Mom, Emma. This is my boyfriend, Antione!” She rushes forward to give her mother a kiss on the cheek, which she happily returns, before once again shifting to a bemused expression as she turns her attention back to me. 

“Ah. I thought his name was ‘Uhh’. Well, welcome young man.” I can see what Effie means by Eve being a carbon copy of her mother. She exudes a queenly energy, one not to be trifled with. Even with her short stature, she feels…commanding. “I hope you will leave any of this “naughty” nonsense outside. Well, come along. I’ll show you where you’re staying.”

My face is emanating heat as their mother turns to go back inside, Emma doubled over with silent laughter as Effie tries to signal that everything's all right. Which is difficult to take seriously when her hand is over her own mouth, hiding a smile. She catches her breath when I eventually move forward, trying to keep a straight face.

“O-oh my god, I’m so so so so sorry! I shouldn’t laugh…but that was so cute Antione!” She attempts to reassure me as I step into their home, trying to take in the expensive decor. “It happens all the time, with my mom I mean! Guys always fawn over her, but it’s okay. I’m not jealous or anything, so it’s fine if you have a crush on her-”

“Effie!”

“No no, you’re right, sorry!” She takes a deep breath to stifle her giggles as we follow her mother upstairs. I notice the paintings and photos lining the stairwell, all of them showcasing the girls and their mother. At the top of the stairs, I’m taken slightly aback by a large oil painting of all of them together. The girls look gorgeous, as well as their mother, although she has taken the matron position and looms over everyone who is sitting.

“You’ll stay in this bedroom, young man, alone. I trust you’ll mind your manners. I do not tolerate any naughty behavior in my household.” I gulp and nod quickly in response. We already knew we needed to keep our hands to ourselves, but I hadn’t realized how strict Effie’s mom would be.

“O-of course, ma’am! W-wouldn’t dream of it!” She scoffs at me before turning to head back down the stairs. According to Effie, her mother doesn’t seem to like anyone that she dates, as she has high expectations. I try to take this all in stride, still hoping to make a good impression. Of course, I can’t help but sneak a peek at the back of her jeans before she saunters away. I suddenly feel something pull at my ear. “Ow!”

“Hey! Just because I said it’s okay to have a crush on my mom doesn’t mean you get to check her out whenever you get the chance.” I blush as I turn to open the door to my temporary room, embarrassed although Effie continues to giggle. 

Flicking on the lights, I’m immediately taken aback by how…pink the room is. Frilly white bedding and pastel furniture fill up the room. “Aww! She gave you Emma’s old room! This is when she had her girly girl phase, a lot has obviously changed.” She laughs as I groan. 

I gingerly sit down on the fluffy bedding, finding it to be incredibly plush. “Oh. Ok! The room is not what I expected from your sister but this bed is nice!” I lay all the way back and close my eyes, letting myself sink into the mattress.

I hear another giggle and feel myself bounce. Opening my eyes, Effie has lain down next to me. “I’m so glad you’re here! It’s going to be so nice to have you around through Christmas. I promise. My mom and sisters are a lot but…I think you’re going to win them over soon enough!” I grin in response.

“Here’s hoping…it’s only a weekend too. How bad could it even get?” I think to myself.

That night, we sit at the dining room table with Eve joining us as well. Watching her alongside their mother is quite the sight. It is almost as though they pick up their forks in sync, with even their fashion being uncannily similar. Effie continuously cheers the family up throughout the night, garnering smiles from even Eve and their mother. Emma sits through most of dinner on her phone, only occasionally throwing out a snide comment. Usually directed at me. 

I grin throughout the night. Honestly, the remarks don’t really bother me whenever I think of Effie. Her smile and incredible looks keep me in high spirits. I try not to prod Emma back. I am as polite as possible with both Eve and their mother. I even get a satisfactory smile from both of them. Effie encourages me throughout the chatter, giving me a squeeze on my leg.

“So young man.” Their mother’s voice is clear and although quiet, carries strength behind it. The sisters all grow quiet and pay rapt attention. “What is it that you plan to do after university? What type of career are you aiming for?”

Emma looks up from her phone and smirks. Eve sits up perfectly straight and has a stern expression on her face. Effie simply smiles and nods at me. I am ready for this question, I knew it was coming.

“Well, I- Oh, ma’am. I almost forgot to ask. How should I- Do you have a preference for how I address you?” I see Effie smile out of the corner of my eye, so I must have made the right move.

“I’m surprised it took you this long to ask but…Mother is completely fine with me.” She gives a small smirk, as though she must be testing me. I gulp as I sneak a peek at the sisters. Emma is clearly having a field day as she grins broadly. Eve reveals the smallest smile, while Effie is trying not to laugh again. I take the bait.

“Oh ok. Well, Mother. I am planning to-” At this point I assume Effie must be ready to laugh, but instead she gets up.

“I’ll be right back! I’m getting a call from work!” She dashes out of the dining room to take the call elsewhere. We’re all a bit surprised until Emma of all people breaks the silence.

“Well that didn’t take long…how much does anyone want to bet that’s her job asking her to work the Christmas shift?” The rest of us scoff in unison, which shocks us before we all start to laugh. 

“Ugh, I wish her job would let her take a break, she deserves this weekend.” I’m elated to see Emma, Eve, and even Mother nod in unison! We begin to dig into Effie’s boss, growing annoyed that she would even try calling her this late. 

I’m excited to have found a way to break ground with all three of them, chatting animatedly before Effie comes back.

“Mom. Emma, Eve, Antione. I’m sooooo sorry! I got called into work! You’ll have to spend Christmas without me…” We are all flabbergasted and begin demanding answers. As Effie tries to explain the situation, I slowly start to realize the gravity of what this means. I’m going to be left alone. With two sisters who definitely don’t like me. And Mother…who probably doesn’t like me either.

I groan, hoping this would all be over soon so I could enjoy my gifts in the privacy of my own apartment…