whole step Foursome

1980s British capital

My footprint daughter Abigale was like a younger version of her mother Annie. Nineteen years old, all tits and legs, brownish middle, foresighted peroxide blonde pilus, bursting with life and endocrine. She wore the shortest shortstop and loaded T shirts she could squeeze into and was shall we say very pop with the boys.

She was gloriously self centred like many beautiful young ladies, the fact Annie had walked out on me six calendar month previously hadn't phased her in the to the lowest degree, she just carried right on using my menage as a hotel, me as her personal hack service and my son Julian the Apostate, Jules, as a door mat.

Jules was a expert lad. lull, hard working, Six feet two, athletic, a year or so Old than Abbie, he tried to be close to her but somehow she didn't want him around. She wanted all the welfare of our sprightliness panache but ideally without us.

They entered into one sided raillery when ever they met.

"Hi Abbie,"Justin typically greeted her.

"Yeah what ever, unsuccessful person,"she would reply, or wanker or virgin depending how vengeful she felt.

Justin appeared to strike it in good heart. We had a live in Cook / housekeeper so Annie's deviation was not catastrophic to our daily lives but it was distinctly odd to experience single ill-use daughter at place without her mother.

The general perception was that I must be sleeping with Abbie now Annie was gone. Some hope, everyone else in Union John Griffith Chaney seemed to be but not Justin or I.

It came to a head one afternoon. Abbie had set Justin up. She had got tired of him asking her to get him a date with one of her supporter. Not one specific friend, any one would do, he just wanted to get laid.

So she set him up. Her friend was gay, he tentatively tried to touch her, she slapped his look, called him a pervert and basically humiliated him.

He was not well-chosen,"What on earth is the matter ?"I asked when he returned home, about an hour and a half after leaving. Massive disappointment was etched on his face.

"Abbie got me a engagement, it was a disaster."he said.

"Her idea of a prank,"I suggested,"Oh well, game of Chess."

"No he'll be off for a jerking off,"Abbie announced as she flounced past,"Serves you right for being a perv."

"Look dame you're the guest here,"I reminded her.

"Yeah so what ?"Abbie said,"I'll tell Mom you been hitting on me again."

"Be my guest, maybe you could move in with her ?"I queried.

She rang her mom. Annie was round in minutes.

"What have you done now Angus ?"she demanded,"Poor Abbie is upset."

Annie and I had never actually been married, she just behaved like we had, she still drove my Mini car.

"Good evening my dear, and how are you, I do trust you are well,"I sneered.

"I am supposed to dining with Sir Iain this evening so this better be something dangerous"Annie sighed. She probably was on a dinner date. She must make soaked her little black attire in Chane perfume overnight, it was overpowering, and it had those pheromones'which give you a knockout on.

"Dad and Jules go on perving and hitting on me Mom,"Abbie lied.

"Right, Julian, Mr Ice man, Mr Virgo the Virgin, keeps hitting on you ? really ?"Annie sighed,"You're just pissed because he doesn't."

"Hey, that's not fair,"Abbie replied.

"Well that's spirit hon,"Annie explained,"You want a skillful lifespan you have to spread your legs and think of England every now and again, just block up out reality and let them do it, like I did with Angus."

"You think I should fuck pop to say thanks for letting me live here ?"Abbie said,"Ok, why not he's fit."

"Abbie,"I exclaimed.

She was wearing really short boxers, she pushed the crotch aside to show her freshly plucked or shaved pussy.

"Oh my god,"Justin gasped.

"Not for you pervert, it's for Daddy, do you desire to fuck me papa,"Abbie asked.

"Of course he does. he's a man,"Annie replied,"You are a man still I trust ?"she asked pointedly.

"A valet,"I replied.

Annie grinned"Then behave like a gentleman, hell hath no delirium like a adult female scorned, remember."

"seed on, you know you want to,"Abbie taunted as she played with her pussy lips.

"Go on, you know you want to, just drop your gasp and fuck her right there on the sofa."Annie laughed.

It was the aroma that did it, I just needed it so badly, I was as stiff as iron, I just dropped my pants and knelt between Abbie's knees and lunge my peter inscrutable inside her.

"See it wasn't unmanageable was it,"Abbie laughed as she sat fully dressed as I fucked her with Jules and her mom looking on. It didn't sense awkward at all really.

Annie was laughing,"poor Jules, Daddy's fucking your crush honey, you want to get laid mummy, do you ?"she pulled her little black dress up and her pantyhose down and correct off one leg. A quick rub of her twat and she was all set up."Want to fuck mummy do you, you sad pervert."

"Of class he does you cruel bitch, he's a bloody Virgo the Virgin,"I replied between thrusts.

"No I'm not,"he lied as Annie undid his pants and extracted his cock. She sat on the couch beside Abbie and sort of led Jules by his hammer until he was able to kneel down beside me and with trivial encouragement press his member into her sopping puss.

"That's very nice Jules, now waggle it about a bit, do something,"Abbie insisted.

I was just starting to really get into it when Annie announced,"Swapsies !"

"What ?"I demanded,

"Change ends, alteration partners chop chop."well you couldn't ignore her could you ?

I pulled out of Abbie and looked round.

"Oh mother you cow, Jules has gone voiced,"Abbie scolded.

"He'll soon get hard again,"she said,"Angus go and get the putz rings I bought you as a joke that time."

"What ?"I asked.

"In the rubble box in your sock drawer."Annie replied,"At least it used to be."I somehow drag my pants up and staggered upstairs to find the box. turnup links buttons all form of detritus and yes a set of cock rings. I took the unscathed box, she could sort it out.

poor people Jules, he was completely naked, I think he had tried to elude, he didn't flavor too happy.

Annie rummaged through the box and extracted the turncock rings, even she hadn't really worked out how they fitted but with one round the home of his cock and another round his testicle Annie gave his thickening end a quick suction and his cock was rapidly back ready for action.

Abbie lay back and Jules sank his stopcock into her.

"seminal fluid on Tiger,"Annie said as she dragged my pants off me yet again,"I need a real number man."

A nice warm up moist cunt pouting invitingly, Well it wouldn't have been polite to refuse would it ? Even if the owner is a insensate hearted, self centred, manipulative bitch.

"Coming dear,"I said sarcastically as I once again resumed the emplacement and started to pleasure her. To be honest it was hard to severalise the difference between mother and daughter, mother was perhaps a tad fatter but it was marginal, the merely really difference was the amount of Chanel perfume one had to breathe in.

I looked across, Jules and Abbie had finally got the hang of the pecker ring and screwing in general and had forsaken the settee in party favour of doing it against the door post, Abbie having wrapped her legs around Jules'waist as her feet wouldn't have reached the trading floor anyway.

It seemed a very pleasant way to spend the evening, then doubts crept in,"Why exactly did you follow ?"I asked.

"I haven't yet,"Annie replied,"Come on put some energy into it, I could have gone out with Iain if I just wanted a fumble."

"Like this,"I queried, as I really pounded into her, my balls slapping against her crotch.

"Yes, yes harder that's fucking it, just bear me,"she said and I started to shoot my load. She could always feel when |I was about to let fly. Usually she pushed me off, something odd was going on.

"You will be telling me you love me succeeding,"I suggested as I held her,"You stink like a woman of the street boudoir, it's like screwing a cocotte"I said pleasantly.

"No it's not I didn't make you wear a prophylactic did I,"she pointed out,"You can't pretend you didn't enjoy it and I've got all your nasty spermie wormies in my pussy haven't I."

"Oh that old chestnut again,"I countered, as my prick shrank."You're past it Annie, admit it."

She thought a moment"wellspring it's bloody embarrassing when masses think my ex has chucked me out in party favor of my daughter, even Iain wants to meet Abbie now, it's not funny."

"So you think sex with me is the result ?"I asked.

"Not you, Jules,"she said,"But he shot his load far too soon, and."

"Oh my lord, you are impossible,"I sighed,"Do we call for to worry who else 's spermy wormies have been up you recently ?"

"No such luck,"she said."How about we make a foursome a regular event ?"

"No way, we can't restrain up with those two,"I pointed out,"How about a coffee bean and check tv for a bit ?"

"I'll choose a shower and get rid of the scent,"she said.

"And wash that dress,"I added. Oh she did, straightaway in the lavation machine, so she had nothing to jade to go home. Manipulative or what.

She was still in the shower when Abbie came to find me,"dada, will you get it on me up the ass while Jules does my Puss ? its my favourite."

"Only if your mother agrees,"I explained and she'll probably want us to do it to her first."

"That is gross !"said Abbie.

lecture about double standards .