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Episode 4: Fancy Feast
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 4: Fancy Feast - For 14 years Kendra Neal-Masters was kept from her identical twin daughters Rose and Becca. That all changed when Charles Master's passed away. A will left the girls millions but only upon reaching adulthood. In the meantime, they were left with their mother. Naive and beautiful the girls were more than a handful. Her boyfriend saw the signs! New daddy! New mischief! Tough, buff, and bossy! Just how the girls liked it. Mom had an affection for much the same. To each HIS OWN!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Slavery BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction BDSM Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Illustrated
Tony Desmond watched the clock feverishly, knowing that the twins’ mother Kendra would be home any minute. He made certain the table was set for dinner, while the girls boiled water for their planned spaghetti dinner. He had a sauce prepared and simmering loaded with veggies and burger. Garlic bread attacked the air leaving a delicious aroma in the house.
He finally stopped running around in circles and confronted the adorably cute young girls in the kitchen. Both of the twins wore yellow sundresses. A hint of see-through fabric made him uneasy. Hard as a rock, but stressed over what Kendra might say when she saw them. Skin was hard to overlook even indoors where it was gloomier. If outdoors those dresses would hide nothing once the sun said hello.
“I’m going to let the dresses slide. Little revealing but not noticeable unless you really look. Bras and panties on? Good girls.” For once!
“Perfect little daughters.” Rose smirked! “We meant what we said, Tony. Sir!”
“We will be on our best behavior around, Kendra.”
“You should really try calling her Momma.” He advised with a sneer.
“We can’t, Sir.” Rose murmured! “Not yet. Please do not make us.” As a result of their defiance he watched Becca bite her lower lip while cringing.
“For now. You two gals need to realize that Ken gave birth to you two. She’s only the outsider due to your daddy and their divorce. Trust me, I’ve heard the whole story. You know your daddy because you lived with him and heard his side of things. I’m on the other end hearing it from Ken. I think I know your momma pretty good. She’s no liar.”
The girls fidgeted uncertain if a response was required. Knowing their own potential to mask the truth they wondered if they learned it from her.
“And just so you know, I’m not calling your daddy a liar neither. Only the two of you can decide who both parents really were. Just know I’m here for you gals if you need to talk.”
“Thank you.” They both ushered forth shyly. “Give us time to process.”
“I’m going finish dinner here. You gals go greet your momma when she comes in the door. Hugs at least.”
“Yes, Sir.” They replied before leaving the kitchen for the dining room. Reaching the living room both girls stood in front of the picture window side by side.
“I’m scared, Becca.” Shivered Rose, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Me too.”
“Tony is right. We do need to give Kendra a chance.”
“Daddy would want that. Wouldn’t he?” Becca winced!
“I think so. She does seem nice. I expected her to be mean.”
Nodding Becca agreed! “Strict at the very least.”
“She was kind of bossy last night.” Shrugged Rose!
“Are we being fair to her?” Becca eyed her sister with an uncertain glimmer in her eye.
“Fair? What do you mean?”
Becca freezes up. “Tony loves her. She loves him. Should we stop teasing, Tony?”
Rose looked at her twin with widening eyes. “ARE YOU CRAZY?”
In turn Becca chuckled! “INSANE! I love Tony’s cock.” They cooed as one dove, hugging the other amid giggles.
“I know. I can’t wait for him to fuck us.” Rose blushed slightly. Feigned of course! The evil bitches loved acting as their father taught them. “I just know he is going to get rough with us like daddy did. I miss daddy tossing me around like I weighed like a feather. Ooo! I miss that feather he used to tickle me with while I was tied up and couldn’t run away. I ... wonder if Tony would do that.” Hmm! “We need to find a feather.”
“Same here. I’m so wet. Maybe we could tie him up and tickle him. If we make him really crazy he would give it to us with a vengeance. I need anal bad. Daddy was so good at that.”
“Like daddy said, we were born to be whores. It really stinks that we have to wear clothing all the time. I want to feel free like we were at home. Daddy only bought us clothing to wear when he took us out into public. We don’t even have a beach in our backyard anymore to sunbathe nude.”
“I bet Tony would let us sunbathe nude in the backyard here at Kendra’s house. Maybe his farm if we ever get to go there.”
“I wonder what Tony’s son is like. I hope he’s as sexy as his dad.”
“I know, right! Maybe his son looks just like him.”
“Why hasn’t he shown us a picture of him?”
“We could ask to see one.”
“It’s only fair, he might become our new... “ Rose trembled with a pout. “ ... dad.”
“There is only one daddy.” Becca narrowed her eyes at her sister. “Daddy made us ... we owe it to his memory to respect his dreams for us.”
“Kendra has no idea what daddy did. We can never tell her.”
“We swore to secrecy.” Pinky’s crossed the sister’s left it at that.
Their emotions faded when they noticed Kendra pull her car up into the driveway. Pouting, Becca whimpered with a frown. “Now, I’m not.” Wet, that is!
Moments passed as Kendra checked her mailbox out on the curb just before returning to open the front door. Once inside, the girls met her in the entry. Both of them hugged their mother at the same time together, catching her off guard.
“Well, now! That’s a lovely welcome home. Did you girls have fun with, Tony?” The girls resisted giggling but were bursting at the seams recalling their sexual escapades. Blowjobs!
“We got acquainted.” Becca blushed!
“Yes. He is very sweet. He offered to listen to us if we find getting used to our new surroundings hard. He loves you very much.” Rose added! “You are very lucky to have him.”
“I love him very much too.” Kendra smiled while inhaling dinner. Something smells good. My spaghetti idea is making my mouth water. Let me go upstairs and shower real fast then I’ll join you all at the table. Tell Tony to pop open a bottle of Chablis. I feel like celebrating. I might even allow you both to join us in a drink. ONE!” She winked then stole another quick hug before heading upstairs.
“What’s Chablis?” Becca was perplexed!
“I’m afraid to find out.”
Thirty minutes later Kendra returned wearing very narrowly cut-off denim booty shorts and a blue tank top showing off her bustling cleavage. Her long brown hair was flowing in freshly dried curls. The girls were seated sat at the dinner table waiting as Tony emerged from the kitchen. Bearing oven mitts hoisting hot platters and bowl, he looked like a chef royale.
“Sit on down, Momma Ken. Looking beautiful as ever. Let’s go all Lady and the Tramp with this here spaghetti.”
After sitting the belongings down he removed a mitt and pinched a strand of noodles dangling it from his lips. He then leaned over for Kendra to suck up the other end. They in turn gobbled it up until their lips melted into a kiss. A lengthy kiss that made the girls express their jealousy. Becca reached in and grabs a noodle doing the same dangling maneuver but approached Rose with it. Seeing the girls preparing to kiss Tony broke away from Kendra’s lips.
“Hey, now! These here noodles are only for Tramps.”
Kendra dropped her jaw, slugging his chest lightly with a smile. “Are you calling me a Tramp?”
“Takes one to know one.”
“Last time I checked, you certainly were not any lady. So, I’d say you are the tramp.”
The girls defied Tony and sucked the noodle between their lips until they kissed each other with a light peck before moving away laughing. If not for his clearing his throat the girl’s would have French kissed with passion. Daddy taught them to love one another in every way possible.
“So, if we all start jumping up and down, are we on a Trampoline?” Rose burst out with a snort.
Tony pointed at her, “Now that there is funny.”
Kendra admired their brewing chemistry. “I for one am a lady.”
“I’m both.”
Kendra grimaced! “You are not a tramp.”
Becca looked at her mother with a confused expression. “What exactly is a tramp?”
Laughter filled the dining room as Tony pulled a chair out for Kendra. In watching her bend to sit he noticed her shorts constricting up inside of her vagina. Kendra was not wearing underwear. Some example she was trying to make.
“Such a Gentleman.” She sat with a warm glint toward Tony. “Wipe your drool.”
“He didn’t pull our chairs out for us.” Rose pouted! “Nor did he drool.”
“Only one chair per dinner service, little darlin’s.” He winked before heading back into the kitchen. Returning without oven mitts he carried a wine bottle and four glasses. This made the girls wide-eyed. They were never allowed to drink alcohol.
Tony uncorked the wine and poured a glass for each of them then slid the bottle aside. Glasses passed around Tony lifted his own.
“To the most important lady in my life. And to the most important lives brought into this happy home.”
“And to the finest man I have ever met.”
Rose chimed in with, “To Daddy.”
“Our finest man that we ever knew.” Becca added!
Kendra sat stunned for thirty seconds then decided upon a speech of her own. “To Charles for helping conceive my two stunning babies. May he rest in peace.” The girls shyly smiled at her effort but silence took over in the moment. The pause was broken by Tony.
“No longer babies. Ole’ Chuck brought up two fine young women. Now it’s momma’s turn to polish up the gold.” The girls brilliantly smiled.
Kendra sipped her wine as she studied the girls as the y attempted a taste. Both of them winced at the bitterness.
“Don’t get drunk and stupid.” Tony chuckled! “No dancing on tables, Ken.” He razzed her. Kendra in turn scowled at his risqué choice in words. He simply waved off her judgment signal.
Rose licked her lips. “I like it.”
“We were never allowed to drink. This is one difference between daddy and Kendra.”
“Does a sip to celebrate your arrival make me a bad parent? I did say ONE glass earlier.”
“Our rules.” They brought up the document left behind by Charles Masters.
Kendra rolled her eyes, “Rules are made to be broken.”
Oh, no! They shook their heads negatively over Kendra’s opinion. They had followed their father’s rules to the tee. Save for one thing. Sexually! That was the one lesson Charles instilled upon them. To tease, to seduce, to satisfy. Nothing or no one would tell them differently. Least of all this woman who claimed to be their mother.
Finally, Rose broke the tension with a reasonable excuse. “I think I’m getting drunk.”
Tony tilted his head and looked over at Kendra, “You’re holding her hair when she hurls.”
Kendra rolled her eyes smirking. “She’s had three sips. Okay, I’ll hold Rose’s hair, you hold Becca’s.”
“I love my hair held.” Becca perked up! “Pulled back firmly.”
Rose laughed, smacking her sister’s arm, “Dork!” Saved by the other dork!
“Enough!”
As Tony grinned he accidently dropped a fork onto the floor. Bending down he dared to look under the table. His first instinct was to glance at Kendra. As if sensing him she parted her legs and gave him a shot of her slaughtered inseam riding between her vaginal folds. Very nice! His next glance found Becca with her skirt hiked, legs also wide showing off her glistening cunt. The same action led to Rose offering the same visual. Nice job girls! Three for three! Rising with his fork Tony winked at Kendra.
“Let’s eat. My belly’s prowling and growling.”
They each laughed over at Tony’s wordplay and filled their plates sparsely. Kendra made certain the salad was closest to the girls. She recalled their diet plans. While the twin’s used tongs on the salad bowl Kendra flipped her tongue out at Tony then wagged it before pointing down at her lap. His response was a fevered nod of, “Count on it!”
Shivering at the thought Kendra worked at her own plate. This gave Tony a chance to wag his own tongue at both Rose and Becca. Their hands went under the table as if waiting for someone to say grace. In reality both girls were fingering their vulvas. Fumble fingers Tony dropped his napkin this time and ducked under after a verbal curse. Eyes below he found both girl’s vigorously knuckling their cunts. Damn! Fuck the spaghetti! He was tempted to unzip and whip but knew it would be too risky. His luck Kendra would look and see him beating off. Best not, beat not!
Over dinner Kendra asked the girl’s simple questions, like favorite bands, movies, celebrity crushes, girl talk. The twins considered their answers carefully. They adored music. Their father had them on a stripper pole in their home every day perfecting their dance moves. Mentioning that would not go over well. Not considering they began those lessons at age thirteen. Creepy dad! Creepy genius! In ways, creepy daughter’s! Celeb crushes were few and far between. Mostly male porn stars. They simply said that Charles rarely let them watch movies or television.
“Well, we will have to watch some movies. You will love Toy Story.” Both girl’s pictured daddy’s replicated dildo. Best toy ever!