Tim's Story
Copyright© 2026 by A Bad Attitude
Chapter 5
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 5 - One of Captain Jack's sons has a life changing experience. As usual, I had trouble with the codes.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Fiction School War Sister Caution Violence
After breakfast John went to his room to get his suitcase and I told Dove I would help her with her luggage. She said she was not going home just yet and if I did not mind, she was going to stay with me for a while. I was shocked! When was this decided? Is this another of those conversations that I missed? I asked if John knew and she said yes and that he was ok with it. We got in the truck and went to the Chief’s house to pick up the twins. After all the goodbyes we started on the road to the airport. The girls were whispering and giggling in the back. John seemed to be unusually quiet and did not talk much. We let him out in front so we did not park. After hugs and kisses and being told by the airport police to move the truck the second time we left for home. One of the twins sat up front with me. I think it was Lanny because she always calls me Kemosabe, like Tonto called the Lone Ranger on the TV series. When we stopped for lunch, the other twin sat next to me in the booth.
Back at the Chief’s house the twins took turns kissing me on the cheek and hugging me before they went into the house. In the truck Dove laughed and said how lucky I was to have two beautiful girls in love with me. I looked at her like she was crazy, which by the way, she may be certifiably. That got me thinking with the wrong head. I just could not get that out of my mind. We got home and I did a little work on my computer then we watched some TV as we ate a frozen pizza that Dove had juiced up with some extra vegetables and pepperoni. It was really good. She told me Grandma Becky had been teaching her how to cook and she liked it.
I spent the next day at school getting ready for the start of classes and thinking about my date night with the twins. At home that night I heard Dove getting ready and I figured that she was going with us but then a heard a knock at the door and when I opened it there stood R.D. He told me he was here to pick up Dove. She came running out of the bedroom, went directly into his arms and kissed him! On the mouth! She turned to me and said, “Don’t wait up.” They went to his car as I watched with my mouth open.
At 5:30 I am at the Chief’s house. The twins greet me the same way as Dove had with R.D. Two great kisses with tongue. I don’t see the Chief, but I did see their mother and she saw them kiss me. I hope she did not see my hard-on.
We went to the diner for supper. I had expected to see Dove but they were not there. Then on to the movie and still no Dove. The movie was old. Probably out last year and now on HBO but who cares. The twins sat on either side of me rubbing their pert little breasts all over my arms. It was an effort for me not to embarrass myself as I was being kissed all over the side of my face and neck. This was better than high school. We left the theater and I drove them home. I was afraid to ask them to come to my house because I thought they would and then Dove would catch us. Or maybe we would spend the night fucking and the chief would be at my door in the morning wanting to know what the hell was going on.
As I walked them up to the door one of them grabs me and tries to strangle me with her tongue. As she finishes her sister does the same but then she spreads her legs and rubs her pussy directly on my dick. I swear I could feel her wet pussy on my hard dick. The porch light comes on as we break and I hear her sister say, “We better let him go.” I take the hint and say goodnight and leave.
Dove is still not home but I have other things on my mind. I go into my room and shut and lock the door. I have to have some relief. I slept like a baby and never heard Dove come home.
In the morning I have the coffee made and some bacon fried up as Dove walks into the kitchen.
“Late night’” I said.
She asked, “Where are the twins?”
“I took them home after the movie,” I answer.
“Why? They did not want to go home they wanted to spend the night with you.”
“Dove, they work for me. I am friends with their father, my employer. I just can’t start something like that!”
“Uncle Tim, please stop that. Those girls are not ‘girls’ or students. They are 22-year-old women who are both in love with you. Do like Lona says and stop thinking like a white man. You are on an Apache reservation; you have a PhD in Indian History or whatever. You are part Apache. Start acting like it!”
With that she stomps out of the room. I just sit there. What the hell am I missing? I hear her on the phone as I walk outside with my second cup of coffee to get some fresh air.
When I walk back into the house a little later, I see her sitting at the table drinking coffee and eating some bacon with toast.
“We are going to try this again tonight. I am going out with R.D. and they are going to bring you supper. Please don’t over think it. We have to get this all worked out and we don’t have much time.”
Again, I have a million questions. What has to be worked out? Are we on some type of schedule here? Do I have any say in this? Maybe I don’t want two beautiful Indian princesses. Yeah, right. I almost shot a load in my pants last night just kissing them. I could barely wait to get home to relieve myself. Tonight is going to be different.
I just piddled around all afternoon. I tried to work on some things on the computer but could not concentrate. I guess you know why. About 5pm R.D. showed up and we talked as Dove finished getting ready. He has been on the police force for 8 years and was recently promoted to sergeant. He has never been married but lives in a small trailer near the police station. His parents are still alive and very proud of him as he is their only son. Sounds like a really good guy.
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