Chapter 6

I let Shannon and Robin live with me like they wanted. They stayed in the bedroom with the exposed bathroom and smoked in my basement many times a day. I didn’t want to go to prison, and I’m a nice guy, so I didn’t actively seek sexual contact with the two pretty teens. We often showered or peed in front of each other, but all I did in bed was put up a pitifully weak resistance when they ‘raped’ me.

Over the next month we watched their mothers masturbate with toys, make out with each other, and have plenty of lesbian sex. Shannon greatly enjoyed watching when I would go to the apartment for blowjobs or anal sex. Robin thought it was hot to watch me fuck her mom or stick my cock in her mouth, since Tammy was mostly a lesbian and hated doing blowjobs.

A couple of weeks later, Shannon and Robin asked if they could rape my fingers with their sparsely-furred slits, as we watched recordings of my fuck sessions with their mothers.

The day Shannon turned 15 was a great one for me and the teens, but not their mothers Jessie and Tammy. I went over the numbers with the women and girls. “You got a total of $3,000 in tips last month. Good work! You each get a quarter of that, which is $750. Minus rent and utilities of $450 each, then another $60 each for your cell phones, and $250 in court and parole fees ... so ... each of you owes me ten bucks.”

“No! But...” “But how?” I showed them the numbers, which added up as I had said. I let them worry and cry a few minutes before making my offer.

“I have an idea. Since I’m a nice guy, I could save you a lot of money by letting you stay with me. Your daughters already live in the bedroom next to mine. I’ll pay for everything, and you’ll only need to have a threesome with me twice a week. You won’t even need to do your internet porn shows.” The women looked very uncomfortable and blushed intensely, since their daughters were in the room. They were thinking hard, considering my offer.

Tammy asked, “But we still won’t have any money. How can we ever save up for a car or anything?”

I smiled and said, “That’s a very good question. I’ll give each of you a car if I can marry your daughters, and a grand a month each if you let them watch when I fuck you.”

Jessi and Tammy’s expressions changed from nervous to horrified, but I continued. “Since Robin is sixteen, she can marry me with a parent’s signature. If you two agree, I’ll marry Robin soon, then divorce her and marry Shannon when she turns sixteen.

“If I start sleeping with them tonight and somebody complains to the authorities, Shannon could marry me before any criminal case would go to trial. The courts in this area are so backed up that even the higher priority cases like murder take three or four years. No prosecutor would bring charges if they were sure to lose.”