My dreams were plagued with the way Lauren said what she did. I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something going on that I didn’t know about. Something that set this particular birthday rendezvous in motion. I slept fitfully. To be honest, I probably would have been better off forgoing sleep altogether.
I did wake up off and on and would see the three girls sitting on the other bed. They were mostly talking to each other, but I don’t know what about. Mostly, though, I didn’t care to know, they were happy, smiling and I could fall back to sleep blissfully only to have my nightmares about what my wife had said echo on repeat for a few more hours.
When I finally woke up, the girls were asleep and Lauren was in the bed with me, stroking my side as I turned over to face her. Her smile was sullen and I was shaken, “Why did it sound like you were making plans to not be here for Kerri?” I asked. It was a more blunt approach than I was used to, but I needed honesty, not nuance.
“Because I am. My options are to leave my daughter in your very capable and loving hands or become your father’s mistress and you know very well I’m incapable of being subservient to an asshole ever again,” she said with a smile.
“So don’t be subservient,” I said, “if this whole birthday encounter was meant to make me feel like they could replace you in my life, you’re sorely mistaken, Lauren. Did he threaten to tell Kerri?”
She shook her head, “No, he threatened to tell your mother that she was right about me all along, that you married me because you felt sorry for me and you always do the good guy thing when given the chance.”
I scoffed, “Do you believe that was the case?”
My wife stroked my cheek, “I’ve always known it was, Chris.”
“What made you think I felt sorry for you?” I asked.
“You volunteered to help a knocked-up teenager get an abortion that was being forced onto her by the baby’s father. You’re a good guy, you saw that I didn’t want to be there and you did the good guy thing, keeping me safe when you had no reason to beyond pitying my situation,” she said.
“Lauren, if I’d done what I did purely out of pity I wouldn’t have married you. I would have gone to my dad and asked him to help you get somewhere safe and he would have, likely adopting Kerri himself if you would have allowed it. You stayed at my apartment, for what like a month before we got married?” I asked.
She nodded.
“And you thought that was just out of pity? This whole time you thought our relationship was born of pity?”
“Yeah?”
“No,” I said with a laugh, “God, no, Lauren. When I talked to you there was a spark that wasn’t there with any other girl I’d ever been with up to that point. You know I had sex with a lot of girls before you, but they couldn’t get to me the way you did just by talking to me. Protecting Kerri…giving you safety, that was just a bonus and an excuse to jump feet first into life with you at my side. Let him tell my mom what he wants to tell her. Sleep with him if you want, I’m not threatened by my father, but do not leave us. Do not take that amazing feeling I still get when you smile at me or say good morning, or just walk past me.”
I kissed her hard and looked into her eyes, “These presents you’ve offered me over the years, they were fun, but they were never going to compare to my time with you. I absolutely love Rachel and Kerri, but not like I love you. I love having sex, I love getting them off, seeing them so overwhelmed and happy, but it’s your smile I look for, your involvement I want, your touch I crave. Your control and guidance I seek and trust.”
My hands slid over her body and I pinned her to the mattress. I wasn’t the dominant partner, not with her. She complied with my requests when she wanted to and only when she wanted to. But right now, I wanted to show her that I was not a pushover and I was not going to let my father ruin the most important thing in my life.
She started to pull her hands away, a clear annoyance on her face, but I held her there, “No,” I said firmly, “you are going to do exactly what I say, so when I let go of your wrists pretend like I haven’t and spread your legs for me without a word.”
My grip on her wrists loosened and she stayed put, eying me with great suspicion as I looked over her body, currently hidden beneath a long white dressing gown. She slowly separated her legs and I lifted the gown up to her waist and pulled the thin straps until they broke free of the top. The fabric bunched up at her waist and I looked over to the bed where Kerri and Rachel slept.
“If you wake them, I won’t touch either one for the next twenty-four hours and you will have to please them yourself,” I said before turning my gaze back to her.
Normally I did things very slowly, working her body up to everything, worshiping her entire being before ever considering sticking my dick in her. This wasn’t about pleasing her though, it was about showing her I was a man who knew what he wanted and I wouldn’t allow her to allocate second best to me in her absence.
“Do you remember the first time we had sex?” I asked quietly.
“Yes,” she said, a slight trill to her voice.
“It was in room just like this, your belly was already slightly swollen and I was terrified of hurting the baby…,” I said, a smile on my face. “That night showed you that I would accept you being the dominant one. I would back down and let you take control. You just wanted to fuck, to properly consummate our marriage and I hesitated in fulfilling that want of yours so you took it.”
I pushed my dick into her and I saw her bite back the moan she’d wanted to make at the sudden move. This was new for us. Even when I initiated we spent a good hour on me working her up until she decided she wanted my dick and I loved every second of it. But right now, I wanted her pussy and I wanted her to know I would not back down and give in to her control and wants this time.
I grunted and she tried to lift herself to kiss me and I pulled away then grabbed her throat and held her to the bed as I bucked my hips into her hard. She was trying not to moan and I squeezed her throat just a little tighter as I fucked her. The bed squeaked and the headboard banged against the wall, she kept glancing over at the girls, both were awake and watching and I knew they were. I could see them out of the corner of my eye, Rachel was lying behind Kerri, kissing her neck and touching her pussy while Kerri intently watched me fuck her mom.
Lauren’s back arched and I let go of her throat, grasping her hips and rocking her to me as I fucked her harder. Her hands went up above her head, pushing against the headboard to keep us from moving upward anymore. I leaned down and kissed her hard, muffling her fervent moans as she rocked herself against me with each forward thrust.
“It’s time to tell her the truth,” I whispered as I pulled my dick from her cunt as she cried out and came on my dick.
I forcefully turned her onto her stomach and lay her across the width of the bed so she was facing Kerri and Rachel. I eased my dick back into her and grasped Lauren’s hair, “Now, Mommy,” I said mockingly.
Lauren was gasping and moaning. I knew I was hitting exactly the right spots as I yanked on her hair and forced her to watch Kerri being fingered by my sister. Lauren said nothing so I smacked her ass hard, causing her to tighten her body on my dick as she yelped.
“Kerri, baby,” she started as I fucked her harder, “Chris isn’t your biological dad…he…”
Kerri laughed, “Mom, I know. I have type O blood, you have type O blood, Dad has AB blood…I’ve known since I was fourteen.”
I came in Lauren and leaned over her as she rode out another orgasm with my cock still in her. I looked up to Kerri, “How did you find out?”
“Class project. I asked Grandpa Victor and Grandpa Roy your blood types and I had to make a chart with what my blood type was likely to be, then we did a blood typing test. Remember when I got in trouble for running out of class?” She asked.
I nodded, “We punished you for that…why didn’t you tell us why you ran out?”
“All of my friends told me what it was like to have divorced parents. I thought mom cheated on you. I didn’t want you to get divorced because I existed. You knew this whole time I wasn’t your kid?” She asked me.
“You are my kid. I chose to be your dad, baby girl. I chose life with your mom because I’ve been madly in love with her pretty much from the moment we met. I don’t want secrets between any of us anymore, so I’m going to be truthful with you girls right now. Mommy arranged this birthday present for me to try and get me to fall in love with you both so I wouldn’t be lonely when she left because Grandpa Victor was trying to blackmail her,” I said.
Kerri looked to her mom then back at me, “Did you?” She asked.
“I don’t know, to be honest. I suppose if I can be in love with all three of you, then yes. If not, then I’m still very much in love with your mom over anyone else. But that’s not the point. How would you two like to help me get back at Grandpa Victor?” I asked.
I climbed off of Lauren and pulled her up to me on the bed, then motioned for both girls to come join us. They were both instantly drawn to Lauren’s pussy but I stopped them from cleaning her and tilted their heads up to me, “Answer first,” I said.
“What do we need to do?” Rachel asked.
“Seduce him. Get him into bed with you both and record it so we can use it against him. You don’t have to, Mom can do it instead, but he’d be less likely to care about getting caught with my wife than his granddaughter and stepdaughter,” I said.
Lauren tensed up at the suggestion and I stroked her arm, “They would be safe, I would make sure of it. Knock the bastard out myself if I have to in order to keep it from going too far.”
Kerri and Rachel looked to each other and whispered a little then looked back at us and in unison said, “Okay, we’ll do it.”
I pulled Lauren’s legs apart and both girls descended on her, gently licking and lapping her cunt, ridding it of my cum. Rachel took over the brunt of clean up on Lauren and Kerri climbed over to me and started cleaning her mother’s fluids and my remaining cum from my cock. “How the fuck are you two not sore or tired out yet?” I whispered.
Lauren looked at me and smiled softly as I leaned down and kissed her while Kerri began pointing her strong, dainty tongue beneath the head of my cock, licking slowly up and down, her hands cupped and cradled my balls and out of the corner of my eye I watched Rachel pull her visibly wet lips away from my my wife’s cunt, strings of pussy juice clung to her and she quickly went back down, closing her lips over Lauren’s clit.
Lauren’s hand grasped Rachel’s hair and my hand grasped Kerri’s hair, we both held them to us as we kissed one another deeply. Lauren’s moans became less muffled as I watched her during our kiss. Her eyes were closed and she was savoring the Rachel’s rough fingering and licking of her cunt just as I was savoring the blowjob Kerri was struggling to complete for me.
Watching my step-sister bring my wife to a shuddering and wet orgasm sent me over the edge and I flooded Kerri’s mouth with my cum, choking her slightly before I let go of her hair and let her resume control over her movements. I looked down at the girls and back up to Lauren, “So am I allowed to be in love with all of you or do I still have to choose?”
Lauren looked to me and then to the girls, “I might be enjoying this as much as you, Chris. I’m leaning towards it being okay with one exception. Rachel and Kerri can date and fuck whoever they want, but they have to use condoms with anyone other than you and birth control is required for any sexual contact, without exception, for as long as they want to share our bed.
Kerri looked at her mom then leaned over and kissed her, “I know you’re my real mom and all, but this doesn’t feel as wrong as it should,” she said softly.
Lauren smiled, “You trust me to not use you or hurt you, you trust that I would stop it if I thought it was harmful to you. I’m allowing something to happen rather than forcing it to happen, letting you explore things safely in a controlled environment and you know that if you ever said stop or you didn’t want to, it would end then and there. I don’t control you, baby girl, I don’t own you, you don’t owe me anything and I raised you to know all of that. It doesn’t feel wrong because you are trusting yourself to explore without shame. I’m proud of you for that.”
Rachel climbed up into my wife’s arms and Lauren kissed her softly as Rachel looked back and forth to the three of us, “Can I live with you guys for a little while?” She asked.
Lauren looked to me, I gave a slight nod then she looked back to Rachel, “Yes, for as long as you’d like even without any of this going on. Our house is always going to be open to you.”
“So, when do we seduce Grandpa?” Kerri asked as she looked to me.
I smiled, “Is your mom still planning to visit her sister next Thursday?” I asked Rachel.
She nodded.
“Then, I’ll set up a family dinner with him for Friday night. We’ll spend the night there. We have a little under a week to plan this out. The most important part is the video of him. It has to be clear and it has to look like he’s the one coercing you both. We’ll work it all out, in the meantime, let’s make use of this hotel room a little more and see if we can’t manage to enjoy our grouping.”
Then I kissed Kerri and spread her thighs apart as my wife did the same with Rachel, teasing each girl in almost synchronized movements at different pressures. Kerri being the more sensitive of the two needed a light touch while Rachel needed a firmer hand, which my wife happily provided. Both girls enjoyed our mouths on their tits, then us laying them down on the bed to lick and suck their cunts.
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