Uninvited Guests

by blackrandl1958

Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Mult, Consensual, Fiction, Incest, Group Sex, .

Desc: Drama Sex Story: Three women show up unexpectedly at the house of a man who doesn't want to be found. He knows two of them. The third one is the charm.

Once again I owe a debt of gratitude to my team of wonderful men that clean up my mess and make it look like English is my native language. My wonderful editor, PapaKilo14, brilliant second editor Dan, my beta readers, the amazing Denny and the guy with the ideas, Black Phoenix. Hugs, guys.

I was expecting to clean my fish, open a bottle of wine and spend a nice evening lying on the sofa with a good book. What I wasn't expecting was to see an old, beat-up Ford truck sitting in my driveway with a thirty day tag on it from Tennessee. I wasn't expecting to see a woman sitting in one of the deck chairs on my dock either. I pulled the boat into the slip and put my fish in a bucket. When I climbed down I raised the boat up out of the water and when I went outside she was standing up.

I had intended to ask her if she knew she was on private property but when I saw her standing there I discovered I was unable to speak. She was young, maybe a little older than twenty and she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She had long, ash blonde hair that hung straight down past her butt. Her eyes were startling. They were a pale grey color and I wondered if she was wearing colored contacts. It seemed odd that they were the same color as mine except lighter. Those eyes were huge and very expressive and there was a look of apprehension on her face. What a face it was. Her nose was aquiline, straight and with a few cute little freckles. Her cheekbones were high and her cheeks were a little hollow. Her jawline was strong, tapering down to a little pointed chin and her lips were red, although she wasn't wearing anything but lip gloss. Her mouth was wide and shaped like a recurved bow and her lips were full and puffy, begging to be kissed. Again, it was the most beautiful face I had ever seen and it was hauntingly familiar. Where had I seen her before? She looked like she'd been in an accident. She had a black eye and the left side of her face was discolored with bruises. She also had a big, fading, purple bruise on her left arm.

My eyes drifted down, irresistibly drawn to her chest. There were two amazing breasts resting there, high and perfectly placed. They were very large, extremely well shaped pillows of femininity. I started getting hard just looking at them. Her waist was very narrow and her hips just exploded out. I couldn't see her ass but I knew I had to. If it fit the rest of the package this was the absolutely most sensuous woman I had ever imagined. She smiled and when she spoke her voice was low and husky, like old, smoky whisky and smooth, twenties jazz.

"Did I pass the inspection?" she asked. "Hello Random; you are Random Jordan, aren't you?"

"No," I lied. "He just lets me use his dock when he's not here. I'll give him a message if you tell me who you are."

She looked a little confused, and then she laughed. "Don't worry; I'm not here for anything unpleasant. Well, it may be unpleasant to you for a while, but I promise it's going to get better."

"Will it involve you helping me eat these fish and talking to me?" I asked.

"If you want me to," she said. "You may not after you find out about me."

"Oh no, I'm sure that isn't going to happen," I told her. "Why don't you have a seat and tell me why you're here while I clean the fish. I won't be five minutes. Would you like something to drink?"

"I think a dark lager beer would be nice," she said.

That's what I drink. "Over there in the refrigerator," I indicated the direction. "Bring me one."

She sauntered off to the refrigerator and my jaw dropped. She had on a little blue sun dress with orange flowers and her ass did match the rest of her. I could see it jiggling under that tight, thin little dress and that sight would have given a dead man wood. It was spectacular; large, perfectly round, and you could have stacked cups on it. She looked over her shoulder, caught me watching and smiled.

My face burned and I flopped the fish on the cleaning table and turned on the water. I had them filleted by the time she got back with two Samuel Adams Bock beers and she stood by me and drank from hers while I rinsed them off. I got some fresh veggies and some boudin sausage out of the icebox I had by the grill. I turned the grill on and gave her some skewers and a knife. She cut the veggies up into chunks, seasoned them, coated them with the olive oil I handed her and put them on the grill. "We're going to need a little more sausage," she said.

I got out another package, "You really hungry?" I asked.

"Yes, but there are two more of us," she said. I looked around but didn't see anyone. "They're in the truck, and I expect by now they're really hot and thirsty," she said. "Can I go get them?"

I nodded and watched that butt jiggle away. Damn, she was hot! This was going to be a great evening!

Then it all went to shit. When she came back she had two more absolutely gorgeous women with her. The problem was, I knew them. One of them came running and threw herself on me, babbling and weeping and trying to throttle the life out of me with her hug. The other one was older and she just looked around. I disengaged myself and turned the fish.

"Hello, Bailey, Silvia," I said. "Imagine seeing you here."

I hadn't seen Bailey for 22 years. It had been longer than that for Silvia. It hadn't been long enough. She looked even better than the last time I saw her except she looked like she had been fighting. Silvia was the same way. They were bruised and battered but the bruises looked a week or so old.

"Taken up boxing?" I enquired.

The girl laughed and I decided I was going to make her do that a lot. Now that I looked at the three of them together they were obviously related. Of course, I knew Silvia and Bailey were related. Silvia was Bailey's mother and Bailey was my ex-wife. Well, for all I knew she was still my wife. Like I said, I hadn't seen her for more than twenty years.

"You should see the other guy," Bailey laughed.

I chuckled. "Well, ladies, it's been nice but I've got some packing to do," I told them, turning away toward the stairs. "Enjoy the house."

The girl grabbed my arm. "You're staying," she said. "I desperately need to talk to you."

"Are they part of the package?" I asked.

She nodded.

"No thanks," I said, trying to free my arm without hurting her.

"Help me," she said to the other two and they all three wrapped themselves around me like boa constrictors.

"Please, Random," Silvia begged. "Just have dinner with us and then if you want to go we won't try to stop you. If we wanted to harm you we'd have shown up with the police. Please, I'm begging you, just finish dinner, give us an hour and then we'll never bother you again." She dropped to her knees and hugged my legs. "Please, Random, I'm begging."

The other two knelt down there too and three women were hugging my knees. It was ridiculous. I pulled them up. "Dinner and an hour, right?"

They nodded and all three of them were all over me, kissing me all over the face and squeezing me like I was their favorite teddy bear.

"Let me cook," I tried to disengage. "You ... what's your name?"

"Raney," she said.

"Raney, go up in the kitchen and bring back a bottle of white wine out of the refrigerator. Better get two. There's a corkscrew in the top right drawer of the bar."

The other two wouldn't leave my side. It was like they were afraid I'd bolt if they weren't touching me. They were right. This was a bad situation for me. I'd been hiding from them for 22 years and now they had found me. I turned the sausage and the vegies, buying some time.

"You look good, Random," Bailey said. "You're just as big and beautiful as you always were. You're getting a little gray up there," she ran her fingers through my hair. I drew away instinctively and I could see the hurt in her eyes.

"You two haven't changed a bit," I said, trying to cover the awkwardness. "Still the best looking women in any room."

Raney came back with the wine, put it in the icebox and brought two more beers for the other two. She looked at them and they went and sat at the bar, drinking thirstily. She pressed herself up against me and put her arm around my waist, leaning her head against my shoulder.

"Thank you for staying, Daddy," she said.

"What?" I stared at her stupidly.

"I said, thanks for staying, Daddy," she repeated. "I really needed to talk to you. I need to get to know you so badly. I only found out about you three years ago and I hated you for a while. I know the truth now, and I really want you in my life."

I gawked at Bailey. "She is," she said. "I'm so sorry, Random."

She had a file folder in her hand I hadn't noticed. She waved it at me. "DNA tests," she said, "in case you don't believe us." The problem was, now that I saw her and things clicked, I did.

"The fish is done," Raney said.

I couldn't move and she laughed again and walked me over to a barstool beside Bailey. "I know it's a shock, Daddy. You'll get better in a minute." I took a swig of my beer and shook my head, trying to clear the cobwebs. She went back and took everything up on a big platter and brought it to the bar. "Where are the place settings and plates and glasses?" she asked.

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