Sandi, Daniel, and Dick’s sick Story
By: Date: November 18, 2022 Categories: Pornstories Tags: , , , , ,
Divine

A little over nineteen years ago Christa (my stepdaughter) and Jake, Bob and I were
married at the same time. Christa was a few months pregnant at the time with
Jake’s child, and all she wanted to do was marry him. She and my eldest
daughter Carrie as well as Bob’s daughter, Sandi all conspired to have me and
Bob married.
At the time all five of us were sharing a bed (Bob, me, and our three daughters)
and the sex was what could be termed amazing. Three teenaged girls can do that.
Well, Jake was Carrie’s boyfriend at the beginning and then she gave him to
Christa. Their love spilt over enough to form Dick, their son. His name fit
him especially well, because when he came out of his mother’s womb, he
had…enlarged reproductive organs…to say it nicely.
Over the years he’s grown up just as quickly to meet the size of his genitals
and now at the age of nineteen he’s nearly the shapeof a man.
Well, I guess I should get back to the past a little more. After the four of us
were married the family started to break apart a couple years after.
Sandi (Bob’s daughter) went to Ontario to get her degree as a lawyer, and
occasionally she came up for hollidays…and the one day of the year when her
and Bob spent alone in the cabin he had given her; making love…that’s the only
answer I could get out of them as to what they did there.
Carrie moved a few cities away and went to a university for four years. Two
years ago she got married to Charles who was fairly attractive and gentle to
her. But we always knew that their relationship was not just a monogamous
marriage. They have a woman, Karen who lives with them…and shares their
bed…I suspect…but I never thought it was wrong and I didn’t bother arguing
with her about it. I just figured that if she didn’t have another woman in bed
with
her…she never would have gotten married.
Christa and Jake tried to make it on their own for a little while. They took
turns going to school and taking care of Dick who was sixteen at the time. But when
Christa became pregnant again with Jessica they moved back in with us.
Bob and I enjoyed it when they did. It let me feel like a mother again, and I
think Bob enjoyed watching our grand kids a little more. But we could always
feel the frustration between Christa and Jake because they couldn’t do it on
their own.
They never had a chance from the begining really because of Dick, and marriage
at eighteen but they seemed to manage other than the little bit of financial
problems they had.
They were always as passionate to each other as the day I first saw them
together they were still in love with each other as much as that first day.
Jake always made sure Christa was
comfortable. He always did as much as he could for her, and she knew it…and
she loves him all the more for it.
They have the entire bottom floor of the house, and they’ve divided it up into
bedrooms for their children and one for parents, and Dick always is very
special towards his mother, but then that might just be because Christa spent
the first five years of his life breast feeding him. Personally I think she
spoils them rotten, but then I suppose Bob and I do a fair bit of that
ourselves.
Seven year old Jessica takes right after her mother, same dark blonde hair.
Same inner strength. Same sparkling eyes. Just full of life, exactly how
Christa had been when she was young.
Anyway, a week ago Sandi came home on her vacation away from her job and almost
immediately settled in. The first few days she spent the night in bed with us
sharing a few new exotic positions, and her tattoo just on her inner thigh. She
had really grown up into a
beautiful woman, long slender legs. Beautiful breasts…slim figure, and she
still had one of the most beautiful asses I’d ever seen. She shared herself
equally between us…she was the only one of our daughters that still came home
and expected to go to bed with us.
We only ever spent time in bed with Christa and Jake, on holidays, and they were
far and in between, and at that we never swapped partners. And Carrie, well, we
haven’t seen her naked for at least seven years. Actually her twenty-first
birthday was the last time we ever saw her naked.
When they stopped slipping into bed with me and Bob it kind of put me through a
little depression, but Bob’s…love kept me going and when they do come home I
relish the time they spend with us…and make sure it’s extra special.
“Grammy….” Dick asked me running towards me with his sister a few steps behind
him.
“What is it Dick?” I asked him setting down my book.
“Jessica threw her blocks at me!”
“No I didn’t,” Jessica said starting to pull on my other hand.
“Come on kids you play nicely while your mother’s sleeping, or should I send you
to your rooms?”
“No,” Dick said solemnly before leaving back the way he had come.
“What is it sweety?” I asked Jessica who was standing waiting for me.
“I’m hungry!”
“Would you like a penut butter and jelly sandwhich?”
“Yeah!”
“Well go ask your brother and see if he wants one too!” I told Jessica getting
up from my chair before she sped off to find her brother.
“Well?” I asked her when she returned to the kitchen.
“He said yes please,” Jessica said pushing a chair over to the counter where I
had the bread and fixings layed out. I doubt that he’d said it like that,
Jessica was the only one that knew her manners properly, she’s such a little
lady.
“You don’t like crust do you?” I asked her not sure if it was her or her brother
as she stood up on the chair beside me.
“No thank you,” she said smiling.
“All right…” I told her trimming off the crust “here you go, and give this one
to your brother!”
“Thank you grammy,” she said after kissing me on the cheek.
“You’re welcome dear!”
“I’m home,” Bob called from the front door.
“Well?” I said coming out into the hall to meet him.
“Well what?”
“Come on Bob you know what, did you get it?”
“Of course I got it,” Bob said pulling out a velvet box from his coat pocket.
“Let’s see,” I said closing in on the box as he quietly opened. “Oh, Bob, she’s
love it!”
“I hope so!”
“Well so do I, if she doesn’t she’ll be pretty stupid! When do we give it to
her?”
“Well, we can’t do it with the kids around. She’s not home is she?”
“No, she went to see some friends on the other side of town.”
“Is Jake home yet?”
“No, he’s still at work.”
“We were going to finish those eves troughs tonight!”
“Give him a break, he works two jobs, he’s got a wife to satisfy and kids to
spend time with!”
“What they need is a nice romantic evening together, just the two of them.”
“They could certainly use that!”
“Does he work this weekend?”
“No!”
“Well let’s take the kids out on Saturday, and we can give Sandi her present
then too!”
“In front of them?”
“No, we’ll go to dinner at something like Chuckie’s Cheese or something and
while they’re playing we’ll give it to her.”
“That sounds like a wonderful idea,” I told him before kissing him. “They could
use the time together!”
“Good, then we’ll just make sure Sandi can go!”
“Go where?” Sandi asked coming through the door. At the sound of her voice Bob
quietly flicked the box shut and slipped it back into his coat pocket.
“To spend Saturday with us and the kids and give Jake and Christa some time
alone together.”
“Are you sure that’s wise? She might get pregnant again,” Sandi said grinning.
“Mind your own virtues,” Bob chuckled.
“Only if they envolve you two,” Sandi said wrapping her arms around us and
giving us each a kiss.
“We’ve got to get you a husband,” I told her grinning.
“Grammy….” Jessica called coming into the hall.
“What is it dear?” I asked her still smiling.
“I…Dick dropped his sandwhich on the carpet.”
“Oh…you two…all right where is it,” I asked slipping away from Sandi and
Bob.
They had only dropped it, and hadn’t gotten the chance to rub it into the carpet
so all I had to do was give it a little wiping. But when I got back to the
front door Sandi and Bob had disappeared and Jake was just coming through the
door.
“Hi Jake,” I greeted him.
“Martha.”
“Long day was it,” I asked following him into the kitchen.
“I never thought it would end! Where’s Christa?”
“She’s having a nap! Can I get you anything? A cup of coffee, something to
eat?”
“A sandwhich, if it wouldn’t be too much trouble.”
“No trouble at all,” I said getting out four slices of bread and quickly made
him two ham sandwiches.
“Thanks,” Jake said glady accepting the plate.
“Your welcome! How’s work going anyway?”
“Oh its long, boring and hard, just the usual,” Jake said before swallowing the
last bite of his first sandwhich.
“What happened to our strength eh?”
“Yeah,” Jake said somberly.
“I remeber a time when we all spent the whole weekend in bed at the begining of
Christa’s term with Dick. Those were the days weren’t they?”
“Yeah,
I suppose,” Jake said turning his head to see his daughter running at him
screaming `daddy!’
“Hello honey!” he said picking her up “were you good to your mother today?”
“Yes!”
“Well you make sure you are, where’s your brother?”
“Playing the visio-nes,”
“Well you go play with him, I’m going to go check on your mother and see how bad
you were on her today!”
“Daddy,” Jessica complained hitting his broad shoulder before running off.
“Where do they get their energy?” I said aloud as Jake stood up.
“Thank you for watching them today Martha!”
“I’m happy to Jake. Jake just one thing before you go down and see her. Bob,
Sandi and I will take the kids out Saturday so you two can spend the day to
yourselves.”
“Oh Martha, you’s are doing too much!”
“Nonsense, just this time try not to get a third munchkin running around here.”
“We’ll probably just sleep the day away, thank you.”
“Well just make sure and enjoy yourselves!”
“We will, thank you,” Jake said kissing my cheek before leaving the kitchen.
“Christa,” I whispered in her ear after taking in her still beautiful naked
form. “Christa…Christa….”
“Ummmmm…Jake…is that you,” Christa said blinking her eyes.
“Who else would it be honey?”
“I was having this wonderful dream,” Christa said smiling. “There was just the
two of us on this deserted island, and all we had to do all day was make love
and sleep. Pure ecstasy.”
“Sounds wonderful,” I told her kissing her lips. “Unfortunately the closest
thing we’ll ever have to it is a few hours and this Saturday,”
“Why what’s going on Saturday?”
“Your parents are taking the kids out, they want us to have a day alone.”
“That sounds great…how about a preview. Why don’t you get undressed and climb
into bed with me.”
“I’m too tired!”
“Oh come on,” she pleaded as her hands fell on my crotch and started undoing my
zipper. “We haven’t been able to for so long, and I promise I’ll do all
the work,” she said grinning.
“You’re so beautiful,” I said cupping one of her breasts and leaning down and
kissing her lips.
“Come on, join me for a few minutes,” Christa said pulling me down onto the bed.
“Christa I’m just so tired.”
“Come on….” she said looking into my eyes with that look that she gets that I
can’t deny.
“All right for a few minutes, or else your mothers going to go nuts with the
kids!”
“Then hurry up and get in here,” she said undoing the buttons on my shirt so she
could touch my bare chest. After a second I stood up and slipped out of the
rest of my clothes and climbed under the covers with her kissing her lips again.
“I love you, Jake,” Christa giggled as I nuzzled her neck with kisses while her
hand began stroking my penis.
`I love you too!’ I told her telepathically. Something we started to be able to
do after we had first made love without any contraception. When our son was
really young; less than two years we could understand him telepathically too,
but then he grew out of it and Jessica never seemed to show any signs of it.
But then when she was conceived we weren’t transformed to….
Well Christa and I found that together we had been able to change each other
into well…I know you won’t believe this but large-lust-filled people…we
could each lift greater than the weight of a car….
Just after I got the head of my penis into Christa’s vagina Dick came in calling
for her. Giving up on the possibility of any privacy I withdrew myself from her
and rolled onto her side.
“What is it honey?” Christa asked pulling the covers up to cover her beautiful
breasts.
“Jessica hit me?” Dick said sitting down on the bed beside her.
“Who’s the eldest?” I asked him grumpily.
“Me…” he said hesitantly.
“So, you should be able to take a little hit from your sister Dick, she’s nearly
half your age…she can’t hurt you that much.”
“Where’s your Grammy?” Christa asked him setting a hand down on his leg.
“Upstairs with Jessica!”
“Go back up stairs,” I told him “let me and your mother have a few minutes alone
would you.”
“Jake, don’t be so hard on him!” Christa told me pulling Dick down to her
breasts to hug him.
“He’s a good boy. He didn’t know. Honey, from now on, you knock before you
come in ok?” Christa asked looking him in the eyes.
“Yes Mom!”
“Good boy!”
“Dick come here,” Martha said after quietly entering the room. “I’m sorry you
two, I didn’t notice he’d got away!”
“It’s all right mom,” Christa told her trying to smile as she pushed Dick off of
the bed towards her. “Go on honey, go with your Grammy, and Daddy and I will be
up in a couple of minutes.”
“Well, you two try and get back to what you were doing,” Martha said grinning as
she pulled the door shut behind her and Dick.
`Fat chance!’
`Jake, he didn’t know any better,’ Christa scolded me.
“I know honey,” I said pulling her tight into my arms. “It’s just that when
ever we do manage to get a few spare minutes together….”
“I know…but we’re parents and that’s just the way things are.”
“Well we better get upstairs or we’ll have someone else breaking in here.”
“Why don’t we just get a lock for the door Chris?”
“You know why, we’ve been over this a hundred times already. I don’t want the
kids feeling that we’re locking them out of our lives.”
“A few hours a week wouldn’t kill them.”
“Jake….”
“I know, I know…it’s the principle of the thing.”
“That’s right,” Christa said slipping out of the bed and stretched.
`You know something?’
“What?”
`You’re as beautiful as the day I married you!’
“Thank you,” she said coming back to the bed crawling across it on her hands and
knees and kissed my lips. “I needed that!”
`It’s the truth!’ I told her throwing back the covers.
“You want to know how I feel?”
“Always.”
“I feel like the mood’s not totally ruined,” she said straddling my legs taking
hold of my penis in her hand.
“I love you so much Chris,” I told her as she guided me inside her, accepting my
length after getting the head of my cock into her.
“I love you too Jake!” she said licking her lips while humping against my thighs
as I cupped her breasts in the palms of my hands squeezing her soft warm creamy
mounds.
“Cum with me Chris,” I told her lowering my hands down onto her hips pulling her
down faster onto me.
“Yes…Jake…give it to me…give me your love….”
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“Jessica why don’t you try and clean some of this mess up,” I told her looking
around for the other one. “Where’s your brother gone this time honey?”
“I think he went back down to Mommy and Daddy, Grammy.”
“Oh no, not again,” I mumbled to myself knowing that they were probably in the
middle of something. I quickly went down the stairs to find Dick standing at
the doorway of his parents bedroom peeking through the crack that was between
the door and the door jam.
Inside his parents were in the middle of something, to be more exact they were
finishing something. “Dick,” I whispered scoldingly pulling him back away from
the door. When I had him turned around he looked at me shocked. His zipper was
open and his hard cock was
hanging out. (Which had obviously grown while he was growing up and his already
large manhood which he had at birth was even larger now.) I had caught him
jerking off to his mother sucking on his fathers delicous penis.
“What do you think you are doing?” I asked him stupidly, trying to close the
door as quietly as I could I was shocked that Dick was starting so early.
“I…I…I….” he stuttered not knowing what he should do.
“Look, put yourself back in your pants,” I told him not really wanting to let
him do it himself, that sexual tinge affecting me a little but I managed to
fight it back. Quickly he pushed his still errect penis back into his pants and
did up the zipper of his jeans.
“Dick, come on uptairs I think we need to have a talk.”
“Please don’t tell Mom!” he pleaded with me.
“Come on honey,” I said taking his hand and trying to pull him towards the
stairs but stubbornly he stood his ground and I couldn’t budge him.
“Promise me you won’t tell Mom!”
“Dick, I can’t do that because I’m not sure if I should tell her!”
“Promise…” he begged and the face he gave me was so irresistable.
“All right, all right, I promise I won’t tell your parents what you were doing
at their door. Now come upstairs with me, and let your parents be.”
“Fine,” he said and started up the stairs pulling me behind him.
“Now Dick,” I said sitting him down in the chair infront of me in the kitchen.
“How long have you been doing that, spying on your parents?”
“I don’t know? They don’t do that very often!”
“Do you even know what they’re doing?”
“Yeah, they’re fucking!”
“Don’t use that word in this house!” I scolded him.
“Fine, they’re having sex.”
“Well, that’s true but what your parents were doing was making love, sex is
simply body’s rubbing together making love is sharing your body and soul
with
whoever you’re with.”
“Fine then they were making love, now what do you want to talk to me about!”
“How do you know when they are…making love?”
“I don’t know. I just do!”
“And have you always masturbated at their door without them knowing?”
“No, just since I was ten….”
“Ten?” I asked flabergasted…he’d said ten I had never heard of any man
starting that early…I didn’t even think it was possible.
“Well, a little before I suppose!”
“You’re lying to me right Dick!”
“Why should I lie?”
“Never mind, you know why they are making love don’t you?”
“They’re horny?” he questioned. He was amazingly open with this I had a hard
time believing that my grandson in front of me was only nineteen.
“Well…partially Dick…but they love each other and making love is as intimate
as two people who love each other can get. Do you understand what I’m trying to
say?”
“That you should love someone before you have sex with them?” Dick guessed.
“Yes that’s right.”
“Are you trying to tell me I shouldn’t touch myself like I was doing?”
“No Dick, you can do that, but do it like other boys do it…in the bathroom
with a magazine. Just wait here a second for me ok honey,” I told him putting
my hands on his knees and getting up.
I went up to Bob’s and my room trying to ignore the moaning and groaning that
was coming from Sandi’s bedroom. I fetched one of the adult magazines that Bob
and I kept under our bed–one of the ones that I liked–and rolled it up and
went back downstairs.
“Here,” I said sitting down across from Dick and handing him the rolled up
magazine. He let it unroll in his hand and he looked at the cover. “Use that
instead of watching your parents all right?” He quickly flipped through the
first dozen pages and then closed it.
“Why are you doing this?” he asked me looking into my eyes.
“Because I think masturbation is right for both men and women, it helps a person
develope an intimacy with their own bodies…and they should have that before
trying to share it with someone else.”
“Well….”
“Just keep it under your mattress…when your not using it. If your mother
finds it tell her I gave it to you and she should talk to me all right?”
“I…I guess!”
“Good, now you go and play, I should start making dinner now.”
“Thank you!”
“You’re welcome, now play carefully, but make sure you put that magazine away
first, you better not let your sister see it.”
“I won’t! I promise!”
“Good, now give me a kiss and get going,” I told him and he
quickly got up and kissed my cheek and ran off down to his room. I
watched him go and sighed getting up off of my chair to start making
dinner.
“Hello gorgeous,” someone whispered from behind me as I was
opening the package of hamburger.
“Sandi,” I managed to get out with a smile as I turned around
before she pressed her lips against mine in a deep sensous kiss.
“Not everybody has forgotten about you,” she teased wrapping
her arms around my neck.
“I didn’t know anybody had,” I said sarcastically. “Where’s
Bob?”
“I put him to sleep,” she explained smiling at me. “Drained a
little too much energy from him.”
“You know every time you leave here you’ve tired him out so
much he needs a good week to recover before he even thinks about me.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know!”
“Well, you are a very strong, very sexy, very demanding woman!
We need to find you a husband!” I teased but she seemed to take it
seriously.
“It’s just that I love him so much!”
“Sandi, it’s all right, I know you do, I’m only teasing you.
I enjoy when you come back home and it’s not very often, and he enjoys
the time he can spend with you. And when he comes back to me he’s
happier than he is without you.”
“But it obviously bothers you,” Sandi said flopping down into
one of the kitchen chairs.
“Sandi, please I enjoy what you do here when you come back
home both for him and me. I was joking please just forgive me, and
forget about it.”
“That was about the fifth time you’ve told me `we need to get
you a husband’, you meant it.”
“Sandi, I do mean it only because you deserve a man in your
bed every night, not just on the occasional visits you spend with us.”
“But I do have…other men. But their only substitutes for
Bob, I’ve never really been able to get over him.”
“Oh, honey come on,” I said pressing her face tight to my
chest.
“Did I ever tell you that I wanted to have children with Bob
as the father. That’s the reason he had that damn vasectomy just to
be sure I couldn’t sabotage the birth control we used.”
“Sandi, don’t blame yourself for it.”
“But its true, he wouldn’t have had it if I hadn’t told him I
wanted to have his children. I should have just waited till I was
pregnant.
“Ever time I come back here I see Christa with her kids and
that part of me comes back so strong. I want to have children Martha.
I want to burp them, I want to wipe their little bums, I want to get
up in the middle of the night to change a diaper,” Sandi said as her
eyes filled with tears.
“You’ll find someone Sandi, don’t worry!”
“Martha, I’m nearly thirty, and I want more than a weekend of
sex…I want a husband…but no man that I’ve found has seemed good
enough for me…their either bad in bed…or verbally abusive…where
are all the good men in this world gone…eight years ago I could have
any man I wanted just by batting my eyes and flirting with him a
little, now I have a hard enough time finding a good looking man
that’s interested in me.”
“You’ve got to be kidding, someone as beautiful as you, I’m
surprised you don’t have a whole enterage following behind you simply
to hold your hand and kiss those delicous lips of yours.”
“Martha please, I even started looking for women again in the
bars to go home with…but their the same as the men, they just want
nothing more than one night in the sack with me and when I wake up in
the morning their gone.”
“Then their all stupid, you are an extremely attractive woman
inside and out. What you need is just someone to start seeing
regularly, don’t give into letting them take you to bed anymore on the
first date.
“Let them wait, let them long for it, tease them for awhile
too, then when they can’t hold out any longer you take them to bed and
show them a time that they’ll never be able to beat simply by being
yourself…and then whoever your with will never leave you.”
“Martha your so nice to me,” Sandi whispered softly sniffling.
“You give me so much, especially still letting me sleep with my
father.”
“Your my daughter I can’t denie you anything you want that
makes you happy, what else could I do!”
“I’m only your Step-daughter….”
“Your my daughter, that’s the way I think of you and always
will, and I treat you exactly the same way I treat my other two girls
because I love you all the same way.”
“Martha….”
“You’ve got another week here with us and we’re going to see
if we can’t find you someone. I promise!” I told her kissing her
forehead swishing her hair back. She smiled up at me in response.
“Since tomorrow’s Friday we’ll go out and have an all girls night all
right, and we’ll see if we can find you a good looking man. So don’t
make any plans all right?” I asked getting her a couple kleenexs.
“All right,” Sandi sighed as she wiped her eyes with the
tissues.
“Now do you feel like helping me make dinner?”
“I feel fine,” Sandi said trying to put on a brave face as she
got up.
“Can you make the salad?”
“Sure,” she said getting a head of lettece from the fridge.
“I know something that will cheer you up,” I said as Sandi
started tearing the lettece up while I was making hamburger patties.
“What?”
“Well I caught Dick doing something downstairs…” I said
looking at her. “He’s been doing it since he was ten!”
“What?” she asked before putting a piece of lettece in her
mouth.
“Masturbating,” I spit out and she started choking on the
piece of lettece.
“Your kidding….” she said after she stopped coughing.
“No! He was standing there pumping himself.”
“W-what did you do?”
“I told him to put himself back in his pants.”
“That doesn’t sound like you!”
“I know, I guess old age must be affecting me more than I want
to believe.”
“Your not that old. Is that all you did?”
“That and give him a talk about the birds and the bees and a
magazine.”
“You gave him one of those dirty magazines you keep up in your
room.”
“Well, its better than the kind of entertainment he was using
to get himself off before.”
“What was he using?”
“He was watching his paren….”
“Thank you for watching them Mom,” Christa said coming into
the kitchen as Sandi raised an eyebrow questioning me and I responded
by nodding.
“No need to thank me, I enjoy watching them!” I told her
sensing Sandi smiling at her.
“What is it?” Christa asked noticing our smiles.
“Nothing,” I tried to cover before turning back to
the
hamburger patties.
“No there’s something you two are holding back….”
“No I don’t think he was….” Sandi joked. I couldn’t help
but chuckle a little bit.
“Now I know something’s up now spit it out,” Christa said
sitting down in a chair.
“No, I don’t think I would,” Sandi continued joking.
“Let it lie Sandi,” I told her gazing her down as I put the
patties into two frying pans.
“Don’t you think it was far from lying still.”
“Come on tell me,” Christa pleaded.
“Sandi don’t you dare I promised I wouldn’t tell her.”
“Your not going to…” Sandi said looking at me with her eyes
sparkling. “I’m going to!”
“Sandi, don’t you dare, he’ll never trust me again.”
“I’ve got to, I can hardly believe it.”
“What is it?” Christa begged.
“Sandi don’t!”
“Martha caught your son jerking himself off to the sight of
you and Jake,” Sandi spit out just as Dick came into the kitchen.
When he heard the words he looked straight at me and I felt so
terrible, when his eyes filled with anger and betrayl as his face
twisted in embarassment. Without a word he turned and ran out of the
kitchen.
“Now look what you’ve done,” I told Sandi as I went to go
after Dick.
“No you better not,” Christa said the look of surprise
draining from her face as quickly as Sandi had put it their. “He
probably won’t even listen to you right now. I better go and talk to
him.”
“Jesus, Christa I’m sorry,” Sandi said with guilt written all
over her face.
“Save it, you never even should have told me Sandi, I sure in
the hell didn’t want to hear it and Dick certainly didn’t want you to
tell anyone about it,” she finished by turning her glare on me. “I’m
really disappointed…with both of you!”
With that she got up and went after Dick, leaving us both
feeling quite lousy. “Martha, I….”
“Never mind Sandi its both our fault I never should have told
you in the first place,” I told her as I turned back to the hamburger
that was sizzling away. In silence we went to work on the task of
making dinner.
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“Dick! Where are you?” I called entering his bedroom.
“What’s wrong,” Jake asked me putting his hands on my
shoulders.
“Go ask Sandi!” I told him bitterly.
“Come on Chris, settle down and tell me what’s wrong.”
“Jake please, just go upstairs and I’ll tell you
later…please!”
“All right…if your sure.”
“Yes, please Jake going on upstairs,” I told him and I felt
his hands slip away from me. Already I missed him. I always did when
ever he touched me and left. He just had that effect on me.
“Dick, please where are you I want to talk with you!”
“What?” his voice asked me angrily, but I couldn’t tell where
it was coming from.
“Come on out and talk to me honey,” I said starting to search
for him. “I just want to talk!”
“Leave me alone!”
“Dick please come on out! I know you heard Sandi tell me what
you were doing. Please come out so we can talk.”
“I don’t want to,” he said only this time I was pretty sure I
knew his voice was coming from the little closet he had.
“Please,” I said opening the closet and found him sitting with
his knees pulled tight to his chest. Tears were streaming down his
face and he glared up at me.
“Leave me alone!”
“I’m not going to leave you until we talk,” I said squatting
down infront of him.
“There’s nothing to talk about!”
“Dick, come on your Grammy didn’t want to hurt you, besides do
you think you would have been able to keep it a secret for long?”
“I have till she caught me!”
“And how long has that been a week, a month?”
“Four years!” he stated bluntly.
“Four years?” I asked him sitting down crossed legged before
carrying on. “I guess we probably should have had this conversation
awhile ago then shouldn’t we’ve.”
He didn’t say anything, he just shrugged.
“Dick its perfectly natural that you want to look at women and
to…feel yourself that way. But we’re your parents and you shouldn’t
be watching us, you should be looking at other girls not me and your
father.”
“But your the only one that…affects me.”
It took me by surprise and as a result it took me a few
moments before I managed to think of a way to respond. “Dick you’ll
find someone that will…affect you. It might take some time but
you’ll find someone.
“You’ve really been peeking in on me and your father?” I asked
him and he looked down at his hands and nodded guiltily.
“How do you know…I mean how do you know that Daddy and I
are…making love…. Martha took you upstairs.”
“I just do…I start turning hard and I know that you two
are….”
“All right honey, lets forget about it ok, and from now on you
just…start watching other girls all right? You know why Daddy and I
were doing what we were doing don’t you?”
“Grammy already had that talk with me,” Dick said solemnly as
I felt a little surprised that Martha had actually talked to him
rather than showed him.
“Are you still upset with Grammy and your Aunt?”
“No, I suppose not!”
“Good! Why don’t you go into the bashroom and wash yourself
up and then come upstairs and we’ll get some dinner.”
“All right!”
“I’ll see you upstairs, ok,” I said kissing him, he was so
adorable. He was such a handsome young man and he looked so much like
his father, seeing him upset hurt my heart. It almost seemed like it
was only yesterday that the nurse handed him to me at the hospital.
He was just so adorable.
“All right Mom!”
“I love you Dick,” I said smiling at him from the doorway with
a tear nearly forming in my eye.
“I love you too Mom,” he said climbing out of the closet
almost his same chipper self.
JJJ
“He what?”
“You heard me,” I told Jake.
“And you told her that!”
“Yes!”
“Jesus, no wonder she was so upset, why the hell did you tell
her. I don’t even like the idea, but Chris is more sensitive to our
kids…and you told her that. Christ, Sandi what the hell were you
thinking,” Jake said pushing me hard back against the wall.
“Jake, take it easy,” Martha told him.
“I don’t know…” I said softly almost in a whisper, thrown
back from the violence of his reaction.
“Damn it Sandi,” he said pulling me and pushing me back
against the wall. “Why don’t you think before you open that mouth of
yours.”
“Jake let go of her,” Martha said pushing him away from me.
“And you why the hell did you even tell Sandi, you promised
him, and the first thing you do is turn your back on that promise what
kind of a woman are you?”
“Jake we’re sorry,” I said bringing his fury back on me.
“I can’t believe the two of you,” he said putting his hands on
my shoulders again. I prepared myself to be pushed back against the
wall again.
“JAKE, LET HER GO,” Christa told him as she came into the
kitchen.
“Christa…are you all right?” he said quickly moving to her.
“Jake I’m fine, but I don’t ever want to see you raising your
voice or those muscles of yours against any woman. Do you
understand?”
“Yes,” he said before turning around looking at us “I’m sorry,
I never should have let my temper get the better of me.”
“Apologize properly Jake,” Christa told him and pushed him
towards us. In turn he took us each in his arms and kissed us, hard
and passionately. It was obvious that it wasn’t only me that needed a
few seconds to recover from his kiss.
After he finished he returned to Christa who was looking at
him approvingly before she wrapped her arms around his chest and
stretched up and kissed his lips. “That’s better,” she told him
pressing her face into his chest.
“Is Dick all right now?” Martha asked Christa concerned, with
still a sense of breathlessness in her voice.
“Yes, he’s fine now, thank you for talking to him!”
“Well, the birds and the bees speech has always been one of my
favourites.”
“If I remeber right you didn’t exactly give me and Carrie a
speech, it was more a personally demonstration wasn’t it.”
Even though all of us knew that she had, she still blushed a
little. “I think it was,” she said softly watching Christa intensely.
The microwave went off and broke their gaze with Martha saying
“Dinner’s ready! Sandi can you get the vegetables out of the
microwave while I go get your father? Jake, Christa you better gather
those two children of yours.” Before she left the room she looked
around at the three of us to get us moving.
“All right,” I said moving towards the microwave.
“I’ll get them,” Jake told Christa kissing her lips and
leaving her side and the kitchen.
“You really are a lucky woman Christa,” I said grabbing a pair
of oven mitts.
“Yes, I suppose I am,” she sighed leaning back against the
wall watching me pull the dish out of the microwave.
“What do you mean suppose, you’ve got two beautiful children,
and a husband that kisses….”
“He’s good in bed too!”
“I remember,” I told her smiling remembering the few times
that the three of us spent in bed together, and the one single
time
that only Jake and I made love when Christa was recovering from giving
birth to Dick, but then that time she almost threw us together. “I
also know what kind of bond exists between you and Jake, and I only
hope that I can find a man like that. I certainly can be mating
myself to you two again. It took me a good year and a half before I
finally got over the pains of being seperated from the two of you
while the bond between us was dispersing.”
“I know, Jake and I had a hard time when you left too!”
“But you had each other…I had no one! I couldn’t even stand
to go to bed with anyone during that time, my vagina hurt so much.
And the loneliness in my head from no longer having the two of you in
my mind…it was a devastating time for me.”
“Well, if you remeber it was never me who wanted that condom
taken off in the first place, that was your idea. I tried to protect
you but….”
“I know, I remember….”
“Besides I wouldn’t allow you to join us now anyway, I’m too
jealous for that to happen again,” Christa teased.
“What have you got to be jealous about he does everything you
tell him, besides you can’t be that jealous if you let him kiss both
me and Martha.”
“Well he wasn’t exactly playing when he threw you against the
wall. You don’t realize how angry he was at you, he was ready to tear
your heads off…literally.”
“Your joking,” I said watching her carefully as I set the dish
on the table.
“No I’m afraid I’m not,” Christa said calmly a second before
Jake came in with Dick sitting on his right arm and Jessica in his
other. I looked him over carefully realizing that I hadn’t actually
noticed how strong he’d become and all of a sudden it really scared
me.
“What’s keeping mom and dad,” Christa asked looking towards
the stairway.
“I’ll go see,” I said quickly feeling the need to escape from
Jake’s presence if only for a few minutes. After I got out of sight
from the table on the stairs I leaned back against the wall to take a
deep breath putting a hand on my heart and I realized that Christa’s
words had not just scarred me but terrified me.
I had never thought of Jake as being able to hurt a fly let
alone me, but it was obvious that he didn’t agree with that. But then
Jake was no longer just by himself, he had a whole family to care for.
My telling Christa what her son was doing interfered with his family,
and it was that he protected with his life.
I finished going up the stairs and pushed open the door to my
room and found Bob softly making love to Martha, and she was biting
her lip to try and keep quiet so no one would hear her.
I closed the door and leaned back against it and just stood
their watching them. They really were beautiful together, they looked
like they belonged together.
Bob was so intent on pleasing her he didn’t even notice that I
had come in and Martha had her eyes closed with her legs wrapped
around him just enjoying him completely. It was a wonderful sight.
It seemed like every where I turned today that I felt like I
wanted someone to love as much as Bob loved Martha or Jake loved
Christa. It was a beautiful love, the kind that I wanted. I wanted
to have someone to hold me at nights, simply to feel me next to them.
To hold me in their arms and kiss me, to dance together, to eat
together, to make love every night together. To have kids together.
I wanted what they have more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my
life…but I had to find the right man to father my children.
With a soft groan from Bob, I could tell they were just about
finished as he kissed her lips. I watched his body tense and knew
exactly what was happening inside of her vagina, and I longed to have
that feeling inside me again. To have someone shooting their semen
inside, and have that warm sense of completion that came with it.
“Mmmmm…hi Sandi,” Martha greeted me softly, smiling.
“You were suppose to come up here and get him for dinner.”
“I know,” Martha said turning and smiling at Bob. “But he
distracted me.”
“I can see that,” I replied, “everyone’s been wondering where
you two have been. And their waiting to eat.”
“Oh no,” Martha said softly trying to get up before Bob pulled
her back down on to the bed.
“Tell everyone to go ahead and eat. We’ll be down in a little
while honey,” Bob told me while pulling Martha close to her. “I don’t
think we’ll be going down right now.”
“Bob, why don’t we give it to her now?” Martha asked him. “I
don’t think she would mind a present right about now.”
“Well…” Bob said looking at me for a second before going on
knowing that I was extremely anxious at knowing what they were talking
about. “I suppose that she could have it if she wants it but we were
going to save it to tommorow.”
“Let me have it now!”
“We should really have time to give it to you.”
“Fine, wait here,” I told them getting up from the bed.
“Like we’re going anywhere,” Bob said as Martha ran her
fingers through his short hair.
“You guys, go ahead and eat…” I told Christa and the rest of
her family while leaning over the railing before I noticed that they
had already started eating “never mind!” Then I quickly returned back
up to my room where Martha and Bob were kissing and appeared that they
hadn’t moved anywhere.
“All right I’m back,” I interupted closing the door behind me.
“All right,” Bob sighed looking up at me still holding Martha.
“Take off your top.”
“Bob, she doesn’t need to do that!”
“Just my top?” I asked looking into his eyes as I started
unbottoning my blouse.
“Your bra if your wearing one, I want to see your beautiful
breasts honey.”
“All right now what?” I asked throwing my bra aside.
“Come and sit on the bed here, with your back to us and close
your eyes.” I did as I was told and heard them flip open something.
Then I sensed Bob’s arms go around my neck and then their was the
feeling of cold metal around my neck and something dangling between my
breasts, and then Bob closed the clasp on the back of my neck, letting
the necklace fall into place.
“Can I open my eyes now?”
“Can you turn and face us first,” Martha asked me.
I swung my legs onto the bed trying to twist around with my
eyes closed as the cold metal swung over my breasts.
“All right go ahead honey,” Bob told me. A second later I
opened my eyes and reached for the metal dangling on the necklace and
pulled it up to look at it.
“I love it,” I said turning it around looking at a small metal
errect penis with a pair of dangling testicles in a very thin scrotum.
“Where did you’s ever find it?”
“We saw it in a store when we were shopping one day and the
moment we saw it we both thought of you. Look on the bottom of the
balls!”
I turned it over and on the bottom of each testicle neatly
scrolled in the metal was their names, `Martha’ square in the middle
of the right testicle, and `Bob’ on the left.
“Oh you guys I love it,” I said moving up the bed and giving
them each a kiss.
“It really looks good hanging their between your tits Sandi,”
Bob told me cupping one of my breasts before kissing me.
“I’ll never take it off,” I promised.
“I’m glad you like it Sandi,” Martha said before licking and
kissing my lips.
“I love you two so much,” I told them as I sqeezed between
them. “What do you say we turn in early?” I asked as each of them
layed a hand on one of my breasts.
“I think that’s a wonderful idea,” Martha said in a whisper
smiling at me before she started wet kissing and sucking on my the
nipple of my closest breast.
“I think so too,” Bob said looking at me, “but I’m starving
and I haven’t eaten since breakfast. You two can get started and I
promise I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
“Oh Bob, don’t go,” I said laying a hand on his cheek while
Martha continued sucking on my tit. “I want to show you how thankful
I am for your gift.”
“Start showing your mother, she likes your attention too,” he
told me. As if for confirmation Martha moved from my breasts and
turned me to face her and kissed my lips sliding her tongue into my
mouth.
“I love your attention,” Martha corrected. “But I think we
should change beds, this ones too small for the three of us.”
“I have to agree,” I said kissing Martha sliding my hand
between her legs while she released a soft moan as Bob slipped out of
the bed.
“Sandi,” Bob said looking down at me.
“What is it?” I asked looking up at him trying to ignore his
dangling penis.
“I’ll bring back some whip cream and we’ll surprise Martha,
all right, she’s been feeling pretty lonely and some attention from us
would do a world of difference.”
I nodded before he leaned down and kissed me taking a second
to nibble my bottom lip and rub my jean crotch.
Bob pulled up his pants which I had stripped him of earlier
and quickly scrambled into his shirt before leaving the room. “Come
on lets go into the other bedroom,” Martha whispered in my ear as her
hand reasserted itself on my chest
“and get you out of those
restrictive pants.”
I smiled at her and followed her quickly into the other room.
Once we had the door closed behind us she knelt down on the floor
infront of me and undid the buckle on my jeans pulling them down to
the floor helping me out of them. Then her hands started running up
and down my legs.
She looked up at me and told me “You really have turned into a
very beautiful woman” at the same time she pulled my panties down.
She kept up our gaze for a few seconds before she turned her attention
back to the section of my body infront of her and kissed me.
“I really love you for keeping it bare!”
“You do,” I replied softly as she ran a hand up the inside of
my leg and cupped my pussy.
“But I do it for you girls…and Bob, why do you do it?” she
said pushing my legs apart a little.
“For you,” I told her truthfully. Every time before I came
home I shaved my bush longing to feel her tongue back on me, or her
pussy rubbing against mine while Bob watched on.
“You don’t have to do that for me,” she said after giving my
clitoris a small kiss and slipping a finger into me.
“Mmmm…I want to,” I moaned running my hands through her
gorgeous hair and pulling her tighter against me. She pushed off of
me and stood up and kissed my lips sliding her tongue into my mouth as
her hands slid down my back and cupped my ass.
I loved the way she and Bob made love to me; they were always
so giving to me and didn’t hesitate to put my pleasure above theirs.
But I didn’t. I liked being between Martha’s thighs or sucking on
Bob’s cock.
They were the best “normal” lovers I ever had, and every year
on the plane back I feared them not allowing me into bed with them.
But for the last nineteen years, the two of them never failed
to take me into their bed when ever I wanted, and they made sure I
left with a smile. And my teenaged years, I loved giving myself to my
father, sucking on him, making love to him. Making him happy. That
is once I’d conviced him to let me into it.
He made me feel like the most desirable woman on the planet.
He always welcomed me into bed with a smile, and when he married
Martha, she was equally accepting of me.
“Let’s climb into bed, and I can show my appreciation,” Martha
said cupping my breasts in her hands and pushing me back towards the
bed.
“You don’t have to!” I said mocking her as I fell back onto
the bed with another push.
“I know,” she said smiling down watching my eyes. While I
spread my legs wide for her, “but I want to.” With that she quickly
turned her attention to my center and leaned down on the bed and
pressed her lips against my lower ones and started tonguing me as her
fingers pulled my labia apart.
Her tongue flicked around my center driving thrills and shocks
of electricity all throughout my body. After she had me moaning for a
few minutes she looked up from between my legs, her lips dripping with
my juices, while her fingers still pumped in and out of me. “I love
you Sandi,” she told me grinning before returning her attention back
to my pussy. Thrusting me past the little bit of resistance I had and
broke in a loud moaning orgasm. Her lips never left me and
continuosly kissed me until I had calmed down.
When she finished she crawled up me on her hands and knees and
kissed my lips. The scent of my juices was strong on her lips and
smelled so sweet mixed in with her perfume. I raised my hands and
cupped her dangling breasts and whispered softly “I love you too Mom!”

She layed down ontop of me spreading her legs so each one was
on the other side of me. Our lips almost never parted and if they did
they were soon recompressing with another barrage of kisses.
After a few minutes, I felt fingers slip into my wet vagina,
and from the expression on Martha’s face I could tell something
similar was happening to her when I saw Bob’s face smiling down at us.
“I see you two ladies had no problems without me!” he said
before releasing both of us longingly from his touch.
“Do we ever,” I asked grinning at him as he sat down on the
bed beside us. Martha’s hand reached out and claimed the bulge in his
pants first.
***
The next morning (which was Friday) I was in a particularly
chipper mood, and I don’t think it was all because of the wonderful
night that the three of us had spent together. The whole week that
we’d fallen asleep in each others arms had been a welcoming break and
I almost hated to have to go back in another week to sit back down at
my desk.
“Morning,” Christa said from her chair beside Jake; who was
eating a bowl of cereal. Just before he was going to work I guessed.
“Morning,” I yawned running my fingers through my hair, trying
to make it appear a little more presentable.
“What do you have planned for today,” Jake asked me as I sat
down at the table.
“Oh I don’t know, I think I might just stay around here!”
“Would you mind watching the kids for me today?” Christa asked
me. “Mom and I are going to go shopping for groceries and I’d really
appreciate it if you would. It’s kind of hard to keep an eye on them
and the sho….”
“I’d love to,” I told her smiling. “It’ll allow me a chance
to test my mothering instincts!”
“Are you….” Jake started to say and we all knew he was going
to finish with the word pregnant.
“No, I’d like to be but….”
“You’ll find someone yet,” Christa said laying her hand ontop
of mine.
“That reminds me, has Martha talked to you about tonight?”
“No, what’s going on!”
“Well, from what I think she was talking about was a night out
just us three women.” Christa turned and looked at Jake, I knew the
look they were giving each other, they were talking to each other in
their heads again.
“That sounds wonderful,” Jake replied for her, which was
obvious she wasn’t exactly fully agreed with the answer. “She can use
the break!”
“Jake!” Christa tried scolding him.
“Where are you’s going to go,” he asked before taking another
spoonful of the cereal.
“I don’t know,” I replied, “Martha thinks she’s going to find
me someone while I’m here.”
“Well, maybe she will, she’s a very…determined woman,” Jake
said looking glaring at Christa. I figured she’d probably kicked him
under the table or something.
“Maybe I should leave you two alone,” I said standing up.
“No stay,” Jake said grasping my hand and pulling me back, his
eyes were pleading with me. For someone that scared the hell out of
me the previous night he sure could change but then I think he was
more scared of Christa. “I should be going myself! You ladies stay
and talk.”
He was as charming as every, especially when he was trying to
worm his way out of a sticky situation. He quickly departed and left
us alone watching each other silently over the table. It was as if
everything else in the house just went quiet as soon as Jake closed
the front door behind him.
“What is wrong with you,” I nearly whispered at Christa.
“What are you talking about?”
“The way you treat him, why the hell do you do that, you treat
him as nothing more than a damn slave.”
“I do not!”
“Christa you do too, why else would he run out of here like he
did?”
“He’s got to go to work!”
“Christa, he left because he didn’t want to be left alone with
you so you could blow your top. I’m not blind!”
“I don’t know what your talking about.”
“How about last night, when you told him to apologize, after
he did you commanded him to do it properly. Why do you treat him like
that?”
“I didn’t realize….”
“Well you should have. Christa he married you when he was
nineteen, you were only the second woman he ever made love to and the
first was Carrie, and you treat him so badly. You’ve had two
beautiful children, and he loves you more than you think he does.”
“I know how much he loves me!”
“Christa, if you keep this crap up, sooner or later he’s going
to leave one morning and he won’t be coming back!”
“He’d never….”
“A person can only take so much before they fight back, and if
you ask me which you haven’t he’s been pushed around a hell of a lot
by you and that pushing he’s starting to take out on others. The Jake
you married would never have done what he was doing last night, no
matter what, he never would have pushed me around.”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about!”
“I do so, Jake was the most gentlest man I’ve ever known and
he’s starting to lose that gentlness after nineteen years of marriage
to you.”
“Are you trying to tell me Jake’s anger towards you last night
was all my fault?”
“No, the anger was my fault but the pushing was yours, you’ve
got to realize Christa that you not only affect your children’s lives
but also your husbands.
“I would kill to have a man like that coming home to me every
night, and to be able to have his children and what do you do you find
him and then you start twisting his inards because your…your jealous
of everyone you see him with, even though
he is one of the most
faithful men I have ever seen.
“What the hell is wrong with you Christa, you have one of the
best men on this planet and you screw around with him and his feelings
and take advantage of him.”
“Why are you acting like this, why can’t you let me and Jake
alone.”
“Because Christa I care for both of you and if you don’t
straighten up your both going to end up getting seriously hurt, and in
the process your poor innocent children will be right in the middle of
it.
“You have to start acting like an adult Christa, not like
someone who needs everything done for you, you use to be able to do
it, why do you have to push Jake into doing everything for you.”
“I don’t!”
“When was the last time you ever did something for him, just
him no one else, not having him do anything for you in return. When?”
“I…I…before Jessica was born…but he knows how I feel
about him.”
“Does he?” I said before getting up and leaving the kitchen to
go take a shower.
***
“We’ll see you in a few hours,” I told Martha and Christa as
they left the house with Dick and Jessica on either side of me.
“Now what do you two want to do,” I asked them trying to keep
them both from spurting off into their own seperate corners.
“I want to watch Holo-vision,” Jessica cried breaking free
from me.
“What about you?” I asked looking down at Dick who was only
about a sixteen inches shorter than me.
“I’m going to my room!”
“Fine go on then, in an hour or so I’ll make lunch for us all
right?”
“I can make my own lunch!”
“Dick, don’t shout at me.”
“Why shouldn’t I, you told my mother I was masturbating!”
“Dick, I’m sorry, come on don’t be mad at me its over, and I
can’t take it back.”
“Don’t be mad at you, what the hell am I suppose to be, full
of joy and happiness, because you couldn’t keep your lips shut.”
“Dick, be nice.”
“Your nothing more than a high-class snotty little bitch thats
not satisfied with just fucking her father,” he said sharply and
before I knew what I was doing I’d slapped him. He stood there for a
second glaring at me while I felt shock setting in. Shock that I had
actually hit anyone, let alone a kid. After a second he turned around
and ran away down towards his room.
“What’s wrong with Dick?” Jessica asked coming into the
kitchen after I had collapsed in one of the chairs.
“He’s mad at me honey,” I told her, I didn’t know what else to
say. Christa had trusted me with her kids and the first thing that I
did was hit one of them.
How could I be a good mother if the simplist little thing set
me off to hitting my children. But Dick had gone too far; he
shouldn’t have said what he did, but that’s no excuse for what I had
done.
“Can I do anything?” Jessica asked me, she was the sweet one,
but she also wasn’t on the verge of becoming a teenager yet either.
“No honey, its all right,” I said stroking her cheek, “you go
back to you show! I’ve got to fix it myself. I’ll be in in a second
to watch the Holo-set with you I’m just going to get some coffee.”
“All right,” she said before turning and going back into the
living room. I quietly poured myself a cup of coffee, and went into
the living room sinking into one of the chairs, shuddering. I quietly
sat there alternating between watching Jessica and the new version of
sesame street, a version that I would never have believed would have
been possible.
The damned thing had become interactive, and the sensors that
were built into the Holo-unit monitored whoever was participating
within the field, and if no one was in it, it would just go about with
a normal show. It was utterly surprising how far technolgy had come,
and it was only sixteen years into the new millenium.
The time past quickly and lunch time quickly approached, I
only saw Dick a couple times when he came up to get something to
drink, and he still watched me out of the corner of his eye.
Just as it was nearing noon, I heard the front door open and
went into the hall expecting to find Christa and Martha returning but
instead Jake was the one taking his boots of at the door.
“I thought you weren’t going to be home till tonight after
work.”
“Well, in my rush out this morning I forgot to make my lunch
so I decided I’d come home for lunch, is Christa still out.”
“‘fraid so, I was just going to make lunch for Dick and
Jessica, what would you like.”
“What ever you are going to make will be fine,” Jake said
sitting down in a chair. I started moving around the kitchen and
preparing lunch for the four of us. In fifteen minutes I had put
together some sandwhiches and some soup and managed some idle chat
with Jake.
“Could you go get the kids,” at that moment I almost wished
they were mine and Jakes, before the memory of slapping Dick dampened
the mood again.
“All right,” Jake said getting up as I started putting the
bowls of soup around the table, putting a sandwhich on each plate and
giving Jake two.
“Daddy!” I heard Jessica shout from in the other room a few
seconds before she came running into the kitchen, scrambling into her
seat.
A few minutes later Jake and Dick came into the kitchen
talking about something about what they were going to do before the
summer was over.
When Dick saw me he went silent and started glaring at me
again. Jake didn’t say anything, I don’t even think he noticed…too
much.
Just after Jake finished his bowl of soup, I caught Dick
looking at me, and then he took a bite out of his sandwhich and
grinned at me. “She hit me!” I felt all the blood run out of me.
“What did you say Dick,” Jake asked not sure if she heard
right.
“I said she hit me.”
“Who?”
“Aunt Sandi,”
“You hit him,” Jake demanded staring me down, with pure fury
in his eyes.
“I…I…I….”
“She hit me right after mom left.”
“Did you hit him,” he demanded again raising his voice.
“I…I slapped him…because he….”
“I don’t care what he did,” Jake yelled at me pushing his
chair back knocking it over. “You kids get out of here, NOW!”
Jessica got off of her chair, and left the room as quickly as
she could. Dick left a moment later after he managed to let out a
grin.
“You had no right to hit one of my children, I don’t care if
they glued your fingers together with crazy clue, you still had no
right to hit my children,” he said angrily moving on me.
“Jake please,” I said standing up and backing away from the
table.
“I don’t give a rat’s ass Sandi, you had no right to lay a
finger on either of my kids, none. You good for nothing bitch.”
“Jake, please don’t….” before I could finish saying anything
his hand shot out and he struck me across my face. It stung like
nothing I’d ever felt before, quickly my hand covered my cheek
covering the throbbing pain.
“Jake don’t…please…” I said as I started crying.
“If you ever touch either of them again, I’ll kill you, do you
understand I’ll kill you….”
“Jake…” I cried sniffling. “I didn’t mean too….”
“I mean it Sandi you do it when I get back from work if you’ve
so much as layed a finger on either of them I’ll kill you.”
I slumped down to the floor as Jake left me in the kitchen and
the front door slammed a second later. I’d never expected him to hit
me. I’d never expected Dick to even say anything.
“Aunt Sandi,” Jessica called sounding not much more than a
squeak as she peeked her head into the kitchen. All I could do was
sit there on the floor and cry. She came over to me frightened and
scared and concerned for me. “Daddy hurt you didn’t he? This is
Dick’s fault isn’t it?”
“No honey,” I told her wiping my eyes with the back of my
hands. “It’s not Dick’s fault!”
“I’m sorry Aunt Sandi,” she said wrapping her arms around me
and hugging me.
“You don’t have anything to be sorry for Jessica, nothing is
your fault.”
“But Daddy hurt you because of what Dick said!”
“Get your brother and you two finish you lunch, I’m going to
go upstairs and clean up, ok?”
“I love you Aunt Sandi,” she said hugging me again before
leaving the kitchen. Slowly I picked myself up and started for the
stairs but on my way out of the kitchen Jessica was dragging Dick
behind her back into the kitchen.
“Go on,” Jessica told Dick pushing him toward me. He looked
at me sadly looking over the cheek where his father had hit me.
“I’m sorry…I didn’t mean him to hurt you!”
“I’m sorry too Dick,” I said before I left them heading up the
stairs. I took my time and washed up the best I could, but Jake’s
blow had brought out a bruise and it was just starting to change
color.
Jake was gentle as a kitten when I first met him. But
now…now his gentleness was tarnished, and I wasn’t sure I’d ever be
able to be in the same room as him again. What we had shared in the
past was exactly that, the past, now…there was nothing, he’d gone
too far.
When I went back down stairs the kids had cleaned up the
kitchen and put the dishes
in the sink. I went into the living room
and still found no sign of the kids themselves but then I heard their
voices coming from the bathroom.
“…Dick, I don’t like doing this, it’s wrong,” Jessica said
softly as I put my ear to the door.
“I listened to you didn’t I?”
“Yes…you did.”
“You promised, if I listened to you, you would….”
“I know what I promised Dick, but I don’t think this is right.
It’s disgusting!”
“Do it!” Dick told her, at the same moment that I opened the
door. Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw. Jessica was
kneeling infront of Dick; who had his pants around his ankles and his
penis was swaying infront of his sisters face and she had one hand
wrapped around it. “What the hell do you think your doing?” he
demanded of me.
“Jessica, go on honey, get out of here,” I told her.
“No you don’t,” Dick told her staring down at her. “Go on and
do it! You promised me!”
“No, I don’t want to do this. You never said what I’d have to
do. You just said I had to do whatever you wanted, and this doesn’t
count. This never counts.”
“Jessica, go on honey,” I told her again. Dick stared at me
menacingly. Gratefully Jessica got up and left the bathroom. “And
how long have you been using your sister?” I asked him closing the
bathroom door.
“What do you care?”
“How long Dick?” I demanded.
“It’s none of your buisness.”
“DICK, how long?”
“This was going to be the first time, she promised….”
“What did she promise?”
“That if I told you I was sorry, she’d do anything I wanted.”
“That doesn’t give you the right to use your sister like that,
you should be ashamed of yourself for even thinking of a bargain like
that. And your not sorry are you, your not sorry one damn bit that
because you insult me, and your father beats me.”
“You deserved it!”
“Did I, look Dick,” I said showing him my cheek. “I’m going
to have a bruise for who knows how long, and I used to love your
father…now I-I despise him…are you happy with yourself…are you
such a little shit that you can actually take pleasure in seeing a
woman hurt.”
“You hit me,” Dick countered. I flicked on the light and
turned him towards the mirror.
“Are you going to have a bruise? Huh? Think about what you
said to me Dick, that hurt me. I always thought you were a good kid.”
“Then you shouldn’t have told Mom!”
“Oh Dick give it up, I said I was sorry already, there’s
nothing more I can do about it. Now you’ve actually gone and done
something beyond words. You should really be proud of yourself, for
getting a woman beat up!” I told him heading for the door.
“Don’t…” he said holding the door shut before I could open
it. “I’m sorry Aunt Sandi, your right, I’m a piece of shit, forgive
me please. I didn’t mean for him to hurt you, really. I just thought
that he’d yell at you. I’m sorry!”
“Your good at apologies aren’t you, you must have them down to
perfection, you’ve probably done so many.”
“Please, Aunt Sandi, I didn’t mean for you to get hurt like
you did,” he said gently tracing out my jawline on my bruised side.
“Forgive me, please!”
“Dick how can I when you charge you sister a blow-job to
apologize to me.”
“I didn’t mean that one, I mean this one, please Aunt Sandi
I’m sorry!”
“And you’ll never ask your sister to do any sexual “favours”
for you again.”
“Never, cross my heart and hope to die.”
“You know Dick, this all would have been easier,” I said
wincing from the pain as I tried to smile. “If you had just come to
me and said you’d accept my apology if I’d’ve suck you off.”
He looked surprised when I had said that. “Would you have?”
“Have what?”
“Sucked me off,” Dick asked looking at me.
“Yes,” I said looking at him straightly “without a second
thought!”
“Will you?” he asked sandwhiching me between his body and the
door.
“Dick stop it!” I told him trying to push him away from me.
“Will you?”
“I couldn’t even if I wanted to, my cheek hurts too much,
you’ve seen to that.”
“Would you take your clothes off if I asked you?”
“No! Dick let me out of here.”
“No,” he said looking at me. “Take off your clothes or I’ll
tell Dad you hit me again.”
“Dick, please don’t do this!”
“Do it!” he nearly shouted at me backing away. I reached for
the door knob to escape from the small room and he reaserted himself
against me and repeated his command in a near whisper.
“Dick don’t do this. I’m your Aunt for gods sake.”
“That doesn’t seem to stop you with your father does it?”
“Dick…” I begged undoing the top button on my blouse. “All
right!” I said calmly taking my hands away from my blouse.
“I want to see your tits, show me your tits!”
“No, I’m going to give you your blow job if you want it, if
it’s going to cause me pain I might as well want it!” I said moving on
him. “Come here!”
Quickly he stepped up to me and I knelt infront of him. “You
want this blow-job so bad fine, but its your first and last one.” I
said trying to hold back the pain as I took him in my mouth. Quietly
I started bobbing back and forth on his shaft as he moaned. The more
I sucked on him the better my cheek felt, the better I felt.
When he finally shot his load down my throat I felt
exhilirated, his warm seed slithered down my throat warming till it
almost felt like it was on fire, and the taste of it was something
else as I collected the last remnants with my tongue.
I felt like stripping down the rest of the way right there and
fucking him. But when I backed away far enough to smile up at him in
enjoyment, he bent down and pulled his pants up. The ache in my pussy
for him was so strong I almost couldn’t even stand up.
He moved towards the door, but I jumped up and pressed him
against it kissing his lips hungrily. It surprised the hell out of
him and me, I’d never felt anything like it in my life. I kissed him
repeatedly and sucked on his bottom lip, and slid my tongue into his
mouth all while my hands slipped down between us and I started rubbing
his crotch.
“What are you doing Sandi,” he asked me shocked.
“I want it,” I said stepping back away from him and undoing my
jeans. “I want you in me.”
His expression turned to even more shock and then he got
scared when he saw the hunger in my eyes for him, he turned opened the
bathroom door and fled as fast as he could.
I was left alone with my hands on my jeans. All of a sudden
it hit me what I was doing and I quickly did up my jeans, re-buttoned
my blouse, and splashed my face with cold water.
When I looked up into the mirror all remnants of the bruise
were totally gone. The only other time I had healed so quickly was
when I was first being mated to Christa and Jake.
Then the truth hit me. Some of what ever that magic was that
Jake had must have been passed down to his son…only with Dick it
seemed different, more stronger. Even with Jake I’d never felt such
an overwhelming hunger…not that strong, especially not when none of
us had been changed.
Queitly I left the washroom and found Jessica sitting down on
the couch watching one of her Holo-Disks. “Are you all right honey?”
“I’m fine,” she said not even looking at me.
“He won’t ever ask you to do anything like that again, he
promised me, ok?”