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Disclaimer. I write stories for pleasure. Everything in my stories is
fiction. In no way do I condone the scenarios within the writings.
Rape, child endangerment, and unwanted pregnacy are subjects to be
role-played between you and your significant other only. Anybody
actually carrying out this in real life, needs to see a psychiatrist,
or seek mental help from a qualified expert in mental health. I am
always open to comments and constructive criticism. I believe in the
second ammendment, and only free people should be reading stories like
this. If it is illegal or unlawful to read adult stories in your,
country, state, municipality, or neighborhood, please delete this
story. Thank You, trukin_fool




It was a Friday night, and my wife was gone to a convention, for her
company. She would spend the next three days, at Chicago. This was not
unusual, as she had a job where she traveled quite often. In fact,
that is how I met her.
I was a full time OTR truck driver, until that brick came through the
windshield, two years ago.
Some kid, with nothing better to do, decided to throw bricks off an
overpass, onto vehicles passing underneath. The one he threw at my
vehicle, went through the windshield, and sprayed me with glass. The
glass caused me three eye surgeries, and now I am considered
disabled.  Over the past twenty years, I had hauled products from my
wife's company, to trade shows around the country.
Joan is my second wife, having married me, 15 years ago. She has two
children, from her first marriage. Both girls. They are Melissa at 31,
and Annette at 33.
Melissa lives two hours away. She's married, and has two children of
her own. On the other hand, Annette, or Ann, has one boy, is divorced,
and has many problems. One of which is alcohol and drug abuse.
Ann lost custody of her son four years ago, because she decided to
live in the city, with a drug dealer.
Four months ago, after moving from place to place, Ann begged to live
with her Mom and I. She couldn't hold a job, nor could she stay away
from alcohol.
Ann's grandparents died last year, leaving Joan a substantial
inheritance. Ann was always their favorite, because she was the
youngest. Over the years Ann played in that fact, and always got what
she wanted.
When Ann called last March, saying she was arrested for joint domestic
disorderly conduct, my wife and I headed for chicago, and bailed her
out. She had no place to live, and consequently put her furniture into
storage, and moved in with us.
Since then our lives have been turned upside down, and sideways.
Ann had found a temporary home at a local bar, where she has made many
friends. She had not found a job, but is good enough looking, to
procure free drinks from the guys she hangs around with, who are
trying to win her favors. Joan has made it my responsibility, to help
Ann find employment.
We live in a small midwestern city, and work is not all that
available, if you don't have a high school diploma, which Ann does
not.
Joan and I jointly gave Ann an ultimatum, last month. She was to take
any employment offered, and hold her job, or she gets out.
Since then she has worked as a waitress, at a local greasy spoon
restaurant, on the edge of town, three days a week.
With Ann living here, Joan has the opportunity to at least see her
grandchild, when Ann has visitation, every other week.
One of Ann's female friends is going through a divorce, and also has a
child. On the weekends where Ann has visitation, the two get together
at our house, and drink, while Joan watches the kids. Eventually the
drinking shifts to the bars, and Grandma, is stuck with both children.
MY job then consists of driving the two drunken women home,
afterwards.
Two weeks ago, Ann had a weekend, where she didn't have her son, and
neither did her friend, Janet.
I had to pick up both girls from the bar, at closing time, and decided
to have a quick drink, before last call.
As I stood in the back of the bar, I watched Ann and Janet dance on
top of the bar, due to their alcoholic stupors. The owner, asked them
to leave, as they began to strip seductively on the bar.
I quickly gathered them up, and carted their drunk asses home. Both
girls were giggling and playing touchy feely with each other during
the ride.
I had never seen two lesbians in person, but these two fit the
scenario perfectly.
After arriving at home, they were still thirtsy. Ann immediately went
to the bar downstairs, and broght up six beers. That counted as two
for each of us.
We sat on the patio, in the dark, while drinking and talking.
The talk quickly turned to sex, and who had fucked who. After a few
admissions, both girls turned to me, and asked who I had fucked in the
last month. Without thinking, I answered nobody.
"Oh comeon Paul." Ann said. "You're married to my Mom. You can admit
you've had sex with her."
"Not in the last month." I again shocked myself by admitting my sexual
resume.
"Really?" Both girls asked. "Nothing from the wife? "What's the
matter, can't get any viagra?" Melissa asked.
I just sat there, unbelieving these two young women were so blatant
about sex.
"I don't need viagra." I stated. "I've never needed that stuff."
Both girls joked, after my comment.
"Yeah right. I'll bet he's got a drawer full of it." Ann said
teasingly.
From that point on, I was very quiet and spoke very little.
After a few more beers, the two decided to retire. They both headed to
the spare bedroom, where they continued to chat, like if they were at
a slumber party.
Later on, I used the bathroom, and as I strolled past the bedroom, I
heard moaning and grunting. I assumed they were having lesbian sex.
Returning from the bathroom, I heard some quiet talking between the
two.
"You really think that your step dad is being honest?" Melissa asked.
"Probably." Ann answered. "I know Mom. Her job comes first, and
everything else comes second."
"Gosh." Melissa exclaimed. "Doesn't he get blue balls? My husband said
that men can end up in the hospital for that."
I chuckled to myself, after hearing that.
"I don't know about that." Ann said. "But if he ain't getting nothing,
he's probably ready to bust."
"I'll bet my Mom would relieve the blus balls for him." Melissa
stated, before they both laughed heartily.
I went to bed that night, with visions of these two young women sixty-
nining each other. Both were very cute, and had nice bodies.
The next morning, I was at the kitchen table, when both appeared.
"Have a good night?" I asked.
Both girls looked startled.
"What? Cat got your tongues?" I asked.
Ann blushed, as did Melissa. Both took on a questioning look.
"I think we did." Ann said. "I think we had a great time."
Melissa just nodded.
"How'd you guys get home?" I asked.
"Uh, Jimmy brought us home." Ann answered.
Again, Melissa nodded.
It must have been some night. I thought. They don't even remember.
Both girls required some aspirin after breakfast. They were probably
still drunk, I suspected.
Everything after that was quite normal, until last weekend.
The same scenario played out, where Ann called me to pick her up, and
bring her home. I figured, at least she was responsible with her
driving, while drinking.
Ann and Janet again, were pretty bombed, and soon I had them loaded in
the car, and going home. They were both in the back seat, while I
drove.
I made an excuse to take the long way home, around the park, where the
younger crowd regularly parks to make out. It's pretty dark, and the
cops usually don't patrol that often.
As we arrived at the tree lined street, I said I had to pee. I got out
and walked away for a few minutes, and returned. Upon my return, Ann
and Janet were heavily involved in a lesbian embrace. They were
kissing and groping each other, as they both moaned loudly.
I watched for a few minutes, before Ann removed Janets blouse. She had
not worn a bra, and her firm full tits were on display. Seconds later,
Janet helped Ann out of her blouse and bra.
For the first time, I was looking at my step daughters naked titties.
I quickly opened the car door, and peered inside. Both girls were
blinded by the dome light and froze, but neither one tried to cover
their chests. I got a perfect view of both sets of tits, in the light.
They looked even bigger, and more succulent that before.
"Shall we go home?" I asked. "Or do you two need help back there?"
There was no answer, and the two immediately continued their groping,
before I started the car.
"You know if some guy came past here, he could probably watch you, and
you wouldn't even realize it." I said, trying to get their attention.
There was only heavier moaning and groping to be had.
I then started the car, and drove home.
As I reached our house, and pulled into the garage, Ann was naked, on
top of Janet. Both girls were in a sixty nine position, and totally
oblivious to the light in the garage.
This was to good to pass up. I had to capture the moment, so to speak.
I ran into the house, and got my video camera, and began to film their
laison.
Before long, Janet got on top, and they continued their sexual play.
I had video taped enough, and now it was time for them to get in the
house.
I opened the back door, and began to physically drag them out of the
backseat.
Moans of protest were coming from both girls, as I dragged first Janet
out, and then Ann. I allowed my hands to freely molest each girls body
as I did so.
I first escorted Ann into the house, and onto the bed. She flopped
down naked, and soon passed out. I returned to the garage, where Janet
was again in the back seat sleeping. I half carried and half walked
her to Ann's bedroom.
Next I went to the car, and retrieved their clothes. I threw them on
the floor in the bedroom, and closed the door. The whole time, Joan
was sound asleep in our bed.
The next morning, neither girl remembered anything, from the previous
night.
I knew this weekend, I would get some pussy, if they stayed true to
their track record.
Last night, I again picked up the two, at the bar. This time, both had
be to carried out, by the boys who were there. Most of them were also
quite drunk.
I drove straight home, and carried Ann to bed.
 I returned to the car, and found Janet dead to the world. I carried
her into the house, but laid her on the sofa in the family room. All
the lights were out, and seeing the room faced the backyard, there was
no lights to deter me from my wanton desire.
I checked on Ann, and found her still in the same position, I had left
her in. It was time to check out Janet, and see if she liked cock, as
much as pussy.
Upon returning to the sofa, Janet was breathing loudly, as she
lingered in her drunken stupor.
I shook her roughly, to check her awareness. Only a slight moan
escaped her lips.
I began to tug her blouse and shorts off. She offered no resistance,
as I stripped her completely.
I then realized, I would need to video this fuck, for future
masturbatry needs.
I quickly gathered up the camera, and tripod, and returned to the
family room. The nite-shot mode, was working really good here. I
pressed the record button on the camera, and was soon scanning her
luscious body with it.
It was time to free my raging hardon. I stripped in front of the
camera, as my face took on a look of fright. I planned this out, so as
to save myself any charges later on. I wuld later edit the digital
video, on my PC, and save it for future use.
It was now time to explore her body fully. My hands played with her
nipples, and ass. Her legs were somewhat askew, and her pussy was on
display.
All though the video, I mouthed words, and kept a bashful look about
me. Later I would insert my own dialoge with the computers help.
I leaned in and inhaled her sweet musky scent, as my face was close to
her crotch. I took one of her limp arms, and placed her hand behind my
head. To the camera, it looked as if I was beig forced to play along.
Holding her hand behind my head, without my hand being seen, I began
to lick and suck her tangy pussy. During which time, I pretended to
pull away, but after a little struggle, I again placed my mouth on her
nether lips.
The unwanted attention on her twat, was affecting her, through her
unconscious state.
Her hips began to undulate, as my tongue stabbed deeper inside her hot
juicy hole.
My hidden hand next reached under her head, from out of view of the
camera, and I propped her head up, as if she were begging me for
something. I looked scared again, as I forced her to nod.
I soon crawled over her, and mounted her. Placing her hand on my erect
member, as I did so. As I sunk into her, I again place my hand at her
head, and manipulated her jaw, causing her to open and close her
mouth.
Throwing all caution to the wind, I pummeled deep into her cunt. Her
tightness was unbelievable, but her own nectar allowed an easy entry.
Again I shook my head, as if in defiance, and then began to pump
rapidly into her.
I had only one objective now, and that was to fill this little drunks
pussy with my sperm.
I rammed deep and hard, as I  made her head bounce up and down, off
the pillow on the sofa, with my hidden hand.
"I'm gonna cum." I mouthed, with a frintened look on my face.
Again I manipulatedher jaw, making it look like she was ordering me to
do so.
I looked directly at the camera, and mouthed "I'm sorry Joan," as I
began to fill the young cunt with my semen. Her body began to react to
my fucking as she started to buck up to me, in an unconscious effort,
to extract every drop of seed I had to offer.
I let her head drop back to the pillow, and forced her mouth open for
a few seconds, after which, I moved her mouth open and closed
repeatedly.
With a dejected look on my face, I climbed off of the young whore, and
walked away.
I turned to camera off, and then began to redress her.
My sperm dribbled into her underwear, and left a wet spot on the
outside of her shorts. I buttoned her blouse, and then carried her up
to the bedroom, to join Ann.
I laid Janet on the bed spread eagled, and then forced Ann to lay
ontop of her. I placed them in a sixty nine position, and took some
excess sperm, and foced it into Anns mouth.
After doing this, my hardon returned. I had gone for the silver, now
it was time to go for the gold.
I rolled Ann off of Janet, just long enough to remove her  slacks, and
panties. I again pushed Janets shorts and sticky panties down her
legs, to her ankles.
I turned Janet around, so her head was at the foot of the bed. I next
laid Ann on top of Janet in a sixty nine position, which offered me a
good view of my step daughters ass and snatch.
I began to finger her pussy which was already becoming wet.
My erect cock was begging for another round, and soon I was mounting
Ann from behind.
Although it was hot and wet, it was much looser, than Janets. I
slipped inside with little effort.
If not for the fact, that this was my step daughter, I probably
wouldn't even keep a hardon. However, after seeing the two in their
normal lesbian pose, it remained hard and begging for action.
This fuck took a little longer, as I had already cum once, and soon
both girls were moaning.
I was astonished, as I felt Janets tongue on my cock, and grazing my
balls. I also noticed Ann's head, moving in rhythm with my strokes.
She was eating Janet.
That was it. I blasted another load inside my own step daughter. Her
hips were feverishly bucking, as her ass cheeks bounced under me.
"Unghhhhh." Both girls moaned in unison. They were cumming, but had no
idea who triggered the act.
I was spent. I had my nuts drained twice within twenty minutes, which
was very abnormal for me.
I left the girls in their mutual poses and went back down stairs, to
retieve my clothing, and video camera. I then went to bed.
In the morning, as I got out of bed, I sensed on odor from under the
covers. It was an odor of stale sex, and it affected me. My cock
returned to hardness again as I went to pee and shower.
After my shower, and a change of clothes, I headed to the kitchen.
Today the girls both beat me there, probably because of my exertions
from last night.
"How are you two today?" I asked in a chipper voice.
Both girls looked at the table, and were very quiet.
"What's up?" I asked. "Cat got your tongues again?"
"P..Paul?" Janet asked. "Who brought us home last night?"
"I did." I stated, without showing any sign of discomfort. "Why?"
"Was anybody else here?" Ann asked.
"Only the two of you, that I know of." I said, beginning to get a
little nervous. "But I heard a guys voice around three, when I got up
to pee. I thought it was your music playing."
"Do you know who it was?" Janet asked nervously.
"I was in bed. How do I know who all comes over at night?" I stated in
an angry tone. "There's always somebody here at night."
Both girls became silent and stared at each other.
After breakfast, The two made a phone call, and went to change. They
left shortly after that.
Being curious, I hit redial on the phone, and heard:
"Planned parenthood. How can I help you?"




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