Episode 27: Step Three

“Morning Momma.” Brian Hancock swooped in and kissed Margo Needy on the cheek, his hands around her upper body squeezing her breasts beneath her cut off concert t-shirt promoting the classic band Deep Purple. She liked things purple and very deep within her, so the shirt had inner meaning. Shocked by his arrival she nearly dropped her butter knife while spreading apple butter on a bagel.

“Where are you off to?”

“Heading back into town to hook up with my stepsisters. We haven’t been close for years because of my dad cheating on my mom. I just finally let the girls in.”

“That’s sweet of you. It wasn’t their fault what your father did.”

“I know that. We just shunned dad for a while but we’re over it. Just this year we’ve gotten things patched up enough to all get along without feuding. It won’t ever be perfect but it’s better than it was. Did I tell you my dad cut down some trees out here years ago for Darryl?”

“No, you didn’t. I might remember him if I saw his face.”

“ZZ Top beard. He’s always had that.”

“I believe I do recall him. How old are your stepsisters? How many?”

“Four total. Three are closer to my age, one sixteen still.”

“I see. Are they pretty?”

“Butt ugly.” He grimaces, “Of course, they’re hot. Why do you think I’m hanging with them?”

“Ohhhh! So, there’s an ulterior motive.” She shakes her head smirking, using her butter knife as a warning to behave, he was tickling her.

“I didn’t pay them much thought until my dad showed me pics of Gwen. Gwen is the oldest. Just had a boob job a few months back. All healed up and looking like a porn star.”

“As nice as mine?” Margo lifts her shirt to show off her tits. Admiration led to a tender kiss to each of her nipples. She tried not to drop either the knife or her bagel. A smear of apple butter on each nipple did get his attention. Yummy!

“Nobody has hotter tits than you Margo.” He fulfills their appetites then rolls his eyes with an exhausted regret for having to stop. Margo was always here and at his beckon call, his sisters not so much. She pouted but understood. Bringing up his cellphone to show her Gwen’s tits which was on his wallpaper he grinned and licked his lips, then her butter knife. Smooth!

“She’s beautiful.” Margo puckered then stole the butter back from his lips and tongue before he could swallow it. Frisky momma she was.

“Not bad. Jealous?” He laughs and licks her nose resorting in a giggle and another pouty whine of please fuck me. Not today, Margo, not today, well, maybe later if things did not go his way in Wildwood.

“Should I be?” A sheepish grin she added, “Slightly!”

“Naaaa! Here’s MJ and Daphne. I think they look like Jennifer Love Hewitt and Naomi Scott. Gwen looks like Leah Gotti. Super sexy porn star.”

“And the youngest?”

He ponders for a moment then says, “Maybe a goofy looking Natalie Portman. I try not to visualize her too heavily.”

“At sixteen you shouldn’t. Be smart Brian.” As if he would listen!

“I’m not touching her in any way, no worries there. Her sisters now, if I have it my way, I’m tapping all three.” He brags as he lifts her up onto the kitchen island. Easing her back he sticks his finger in the apple butter jar and dabs some over her clitoris, licking her for a full minute to antagonize her hormones. A teeth clench over it, wiggling it about she squealed with delight. Regardless her utensil and her bagel never left her possession. A single finger inside her he sinks it deep then pulls away to feed Margo her taste. “Made from Juicy Delicious Apples! I BUTTER go, I’m running late.”

“Tease! I’m here if that doesn’t work out for you.” She winks then nibbles her bagel.

“Even if it does work out, I’ll still find the energy to fuck you hard when I get back tonight.” Evil as he was, he shoved four fingers up her trickling cunt then retreated yet again. Bringing those fingers up to her mouth mid chew he shoved them inside to join the bagel and made her gag. His other hand tugging her head back he kissed her throat then just that fast ended his torment. “Your body is mine Whore.”

“Mmmm! Yes, it is.” She caught her breath smiling with her eyes, using her fingers to prevent bagel and drool from escaping her lips. “Go have fun.” Plan! Brian left without looking back. She however enjoyed his firm ass until it vanished from sight.

“Apple butter of my eye.”

Cute!

Driving into Wildwood, Brian Hancock cruised past his dad’s house in his F-150 three times before getting up the nerve to stop. He knew what he wanted but his stepmom Carmen worried him. They hadn’t gotten to know each other much over the years due to family turmoil so he really wasn’t certain how she might react to his flirting with her girls. Ordinarily it wouldn’t faze him in the least but for some reason it did. He wasn’t even sure if she was home. All he knew was the girls were out back in a large circular above ground swimming pool. He could hear them screaming as if kids, even though they were young adults his own age.

Parking across the street he sat there a few minutes more deciding how best to make an unannounced entrance. Having only been here three times ever he was feeling awkward. Looking at his cell pic of Gwen he hissed with a moment of conscience. “She likes Braedon Wilkes. What the hell am I doing?” Mulling it over he chuckles, “His girlfriend. That’s what I’m doing.” Confidence rising, he exits his truck and locks it. The walk up their sidewalk led him around the house from the side. He knew his dad was gone; his truck was nowhere in sight. His stepmom’s car was in the drive. That kept him from going in bold. At the corner of the house, he hugged the siding and peered carefully around the corner.

“Their mom can’t be home. They’re wearing those string bikinis. Awesome!”

MJ and Daphne were in the pool frolicking noisily. Gwen was laying out on a blanket in the sun, face down, bikini top untied to avoid tan lines. She was on her cell talking to someone, probably her boyfriend. “Braedon, who?” Brian chuckled, then marched head on around the corner. Hands in the air he yells out, “Pool party and I wasn’t invited?” The girls in the pool stopped their goofing around and swam to the edge, leaning on it with eyes that refused to blink. Whoa!

“Hey, Brian. What are you doing here?” MJ questioned then sheepishly looked at Daphne who shared a flirtation gaze with her.

“Been thinking after the other day. I owe it to you gals to try being a big brother.”

“Big? We’re the same age.” MJ laughed.

“Don’t ruin my image of the situation. I’m trying here.”

“You kissed both of us. Trying might be taking on another meaning.” Daphne giggled.

“You two didn’t resist.”

“Guess not.” They agreed. “It was fun.”

“So, where’s my dad and your mom?”

“Mom took Heidi to pick up her friend Andrea. They just left a few minutes ago. Andrea lives out in Carrington, so she won’t be back for at least an hour. She’s staying the weekend with us.” Daphne smirked looking over the side of the pool at Brian’s shorts. “You want to swim with us?”

“No trunks, just my cut off sweats.” He leaned on the pool face to face with MJ. The girl grew lost in his dreamy gaze. Daphne had to turn his chin to face her just to share in the dreaminess. “There’s enough of me for everyone. Don’t get jealous.” He chuckled.

“You can lose your sweatpants if you want. We won’t tell on you.” Daphne nibbled her lower lip hopefully.

“Skinny dip? You two joining me?” He applied the swagger.

“I will.” MJ winked. Not to be outdone Daphne beat her sister in removing her top, her 36C’s were just plain gorgeous, nipples like bullet casings. MJ immediately, took her own top off. From there both girls used their hands to palm their breasts hiding them from Brian.

“No fair. I’m losing my bottoms too. If I do, you two do.” He hadn’t even taken his shirt off yet. He was smooth, before he had taken anything off, he watched both twin sisters strip their bikini bottoms off and lay them over the side of the pool. “You never said where my dad is.”

“He’s in his mancave watching a football game. Mom took his truck to Carrington.” MJ supplied the answer requested.

“Aren’t you two worried that dad might walk out here and see you little hotties skinny dipping?”

“If he does, he’s going to see his son doing it too.” Daphne giggled, “Get in here.” She reached over the poolside to clutch his t-shirt. He assisted in removing it then backed away as Daphne held onto the shirt. Giving enough distance for them both to get a good look Brian untied his sweatpants and dropped them to his ankles. Both girls bulged their eyes at his huge cock full tilt and bobbing.

“Guess I better lose the shoes first.” He laughs kicking them off along with his sweats. Spotting the ladder going over the pool he ventured to climb up and get in, capturing his first look at Gwen laying there on the phone 90% naked herself, save for her bikini bottoms that crept deep within her butt crack. He was really here for her, but the sisters were too easy at the moment. He would work his charms on them first. He already had their enthusiasm peaked the second he looked over at Gwen, his dick grew another inch. Of course, as naïve young barely legals they presumed it was they whom got him harder. Let them think what they wanted.

Brian was intent on taking on all three girls in one morning. He wasn’t sure if he could with their mother and baby sister around, but fortune spoke and they were out of town, possibly long enough to give him just the opportunity he needed. Now, if only his dad Bruno would stay inside. Football was his thing on a Saturday away from tree cutting. When both of his sons graduated after four seasons of H.S. Football he had nothing to root for. Well, except for his stepdaughters playing Volleyball. Even that was over with MJ and Daphne graduated. Heidi had no interest in sports. Just not the same. The sport of drooling came to mind.

“Hurry! Get in before your dad looks out and ruins this.” Daphne reached up to pull him into the water. Splashing wildly upon his reluctant dive, water flew out hitting Gwen’s legs, the unexpected assault led her to yelp and look over her shoulder. Shaking her head as both sisters clung to the side of the pool facing her, she didn’t see Brian. He was too busy underwater standing between both MJ and Daphne, fingering them. It was hard for the girls to contain their reactions but neither of them gave Gwen a clue. She returned to talking to her boyfriend without a second thought. The moment she faded in interest MJ glares at Daphne and whispers, “Oh, my God! I can’t believe he’s here.” To which Daphne concurred with a feverish yet impish nod, “Doing this, to us.” Squeals!

For the record, Brian Hancock was also on the school’s swim team back in the day, all for two weeks mind you, but still. Holding his breath extended periods was nothing to the stud. After a minute he lifted only his face level with the water to pull in precious oxygen, before sinking below. MJ twirled to face him, his fingers still within her sunken treasure but found it difficult so resumed her lean. Still, before that she bent over him and gave him a kiss, blowing air into his lungs as if giving CPR.

Jealous, Daphne repeated her sisters move only French kissing him before exhaling into his lungs. Grinning from ear-to-ear Brian submerged again, using inserted fingers to draw the girls closer to face one another with him in between. Turning attention to Daphne first he licked her clit three times before swiftly moving to do the same with MJ. The response above water became shallow yelps. They were acting goofy just in case Gwen snapped a glance their way. Too much fun.

Another forced surfacing Brian took the time above to sample MJ’s nipples floating on top of the water level, his fingers still doing their best to give the girls a thrill. Moving from MJ’s tits to Daphne’s, the girls thought alike and crushed his head between both sets of 36C’s. Stepbrother Heaven he thought, feasting on both girls’ nipples, moving in a crisscross pattern between them both to never once make one feel that his attentions were not equal. Brian knew how to keep the count. With his finger frenzy stepping up another level the twins grew emotionally invested, clinging to one another for support. Squealing loudly as they began to orgasm, Brian pulled the girls under silencing them just in time. Peering underwater he saw their twin gushers rocketing out into the water. Damn those torpedoes, he chuckled under his held breath.

Removing his fingers, he repositioned underwater to eat MJ out. Holding Daphne firmly to observe his hunger. All up for air just long enough to switch places, MJ watched Daphne be fed upon. This was just insane. Both girls could not believe after all these years and crushes on Brian and his brother Jeff that they were finally getting to second base at least. Hopefully all the way if Brian was bold enough.

As air ran out the three were forced to resurface, their heads only, each making out with him. His tender moments were stealing the souls of the little mermaids. Deciding to nudge the girls aside he floats upward on his back, his nine-inch cock popping up from the water’s surface. “Up peniscope Bitches!” He whispered to their awe. The twins share a moment of disbelief that led to a glance over the pool at the gabbing Gwen. She was just too into talking on her phone. Good for them.

Another glance toward the house for safety that Bruno Hancock wasn’t outside being nosey they moved in for the kill. Both girls mentally agreed to share in the experience of both licking Brian’s dick at the same time, MJ going for his balls, nibbling and sucking on their round succulence. Daphne enjoying his crown popping her lips over it as she drew it sideways toward her. Brian Hancock was giving both girls thumb sharks swimming back and forth with praise.

Time lost over their feeding frenzy which led into full on BJ by MJ, passing the torture off to Daphne to keep her whining quiet, the girls enjoyed their lunch. Holding his breath just before cumming hard to contain his snarl, Brian submerged his face, feeling his dick fire off multiple missiles. The girls rapidly went to work capturing his shots before they were useless spills in the chlorinated water. Intoxicated by his taste they cooed with flaring eyes. Once relaxed, Brian lifted his face above water to breath and nod his thanks. “That was just beautiful.”

“Yeah, it was.” Came a voice from above. Tilting their gaze they discovered Gwen no longer on her cell, but instead curious as to why her sisters were being so quiet. “Hey, Brian.” A razz of her tongue Gwen departed. A swift rise up to watch her wiggle away toward the house topless made Brian groan. The girls knew he wanted Gwen too, of course he did.

“Is she really going to just walk in topless? What if my dad is in the kitchen?”

“We tease Bruno all the time, nothing new. Besides, he took a picture of her new tits so it’s not like he hasn’t seen them. Gwen told us Bruno showed you. Horny old fart.” Daphne giggled.

“Are you going to fuck us Brian?” MJ nibbled a fingernail with the most amazing sparkle in her unblinking gaze.

“Damn straight.” He left Daphne behind to coast into MJ and push her body through the water until her backside touched the side of the pool. Lifting her legs around his waist he lined up and penetrated the brunette beauty. As he began thrusting Daphne swam up behind Brian and kissed his shoulder.

“Patiently waiting Stepbrother.” This led Daphne to playfully reach under his legs and squeeze his balls. Hearing his mumble of, “Hell yes.” Daphne dove back under to bear witness to his big cock plunging in and out of her sister. Mesmerized, she also found his butt pucker curious. Leaning in to tediously lick his anal cavity Brian chuckled into MJ’s ear, “I should have chased you two in High School.”

“Three! You would have gone after Gwen first.” MJ whimpered at his persistent thrusting striking her G-spot with every pass. Coming up for air Daphne trailed her nipples along Brian’s back to keep his interest. Reaching an arm over his head he gripped Daphne by her hair and drug her to his side, kissing her and planting her back next to MJ. In a move that shocked everyone, Brian took Daphne’s fingers, drawing them in toward MJ to rub her sister’s clit. MJ tensed up, eyes bulging at the sensation of longer nails. Before she could react unfavorably Brian devoured her lips in a steamy lip lock. Daphne pouted at their passionate moment but remained rubbing MJ. All new to her, she found herself unable to deny Brian Hancock’s wishes. Heart beating faster she wanted a role reversal.

Vacant hand reeling Daphne in closer, his lips moved from the succulent MJ to storm Daphne, her reversal coming true faster than expected. Again shocked, Brian moved MJ’s hand over to taunt Daphne’s clit. Two for two, in a wild threesome. YES! YES! YES!

Inside the Hancock home!

Gwen prowled the kitchen proudly in only her bikini bottoms and sunglasses atop her hair. Making a pitcher of tea she heard a faint growl once the faucet was turned off. It continued a bit longer, so she curiously chose to follow the noise. She had a sneaky suspicion but wasn’t totally certain. Reaching the front of the home in what Bruno Hancock called his mancave she found his sliding wooden doors closed save for a small crack, a peeking space in which Gwen did just that.

Seeing his 80-inch widescreen TV muted to a very explicit porno she knew her instinct was correct. Shaking her head at him she began to give him his space until she heard the mute deactivate on low volume and the chilling childlike voice of a young barely legal girl say, “Fuck me, Daddy.” and the man saying, “I can’t believe I’m doing this with my stepdaughter.” Whoa! Gwen took more interest suddenly, to the point of trying to locate Bruno himself in the blind spot of the doors opening. Hearing Bruno huffing, “That’s right, this big ole’ boy fits perfectly in those holes. Right, girls?” WHOA! Part two.

Gwen instantly knew that Bruno was fantasizing over she and her sisters. After all of these years under his roof, sure they would tease him at times when their mom wasn’t looking but nothing ever came of it. Innocent teasing really, a moon, a goose, a hop on daddy’s knee just for laughs then away they would go. Definitely, no intercourse. Rolling her eyes Gwen began to walk away yet again, two steps taken she hears Bruno groaning, “I’ve waited for those titties to heal just so I could jizz on those beauties. You owe me for paying for those Gwendolyn.” WHOAAAAAA! Mind blown on part three. He singled her out by name.

Troubled by the verse, it gnawed at her sensibility. She had to see a bit more. Using her hands, she eased the two doors a bit wider for a better look. There was beastly Bruno the Bear sitting in his recliner in a bandana and a concert t-shirt of the Grateful Dead, jeans ruffled down to his knees. Eyes closed at the moment she took in the drama of his fist pumping at his gigantic cock. She knew it was big, her mom would brag at times. Not to mention all the girls had heard their parents having thunderous sex in their bedroom. First time seeing his monster in person Gwen stood impressed. He looked as if he were nearing a monster detonation, an event that entitled her to a long overdue sigh. Should she pay him back? He did buy her tits, well added to her savings to buy them. Graduation money.

Conflicted by stepping over a line that should never be crossed, she closed the door before being caught. Attempting to tiptoe away she heard a deafening bellow of, “GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE.” WHOAAAAAAAAA! Busted without even a hint of suspicion. Clenching her fists, she hesitantly returns to the door inching it open to peek inside. Bruno sat with his pants now up, she had obviously ruined his moment. Even the TV was shut off. “SHIT!” was all she could manage.

“Get an eye full Missy?” Bruno scowled.

“More than I planned on. I heard you groaning, I just thought the old man was having a heart attack.” She chuckled.

“Not yet. Still time. Let’s not be spilling your guts to Carmen. I don’t need another divorce under my belt.”

“Bruno?” She scowled as if offended, “You know I won’t. Even though, you can’t keep secrets either Buddy. You showed Brian my picture.”

“Jeff too.”

“What?” She laughed and held her hands over her beautiful bulging breasts. “Why?”

“I was proud of you.”

“Proud? That’s a laugh. I knew you wouldn’t be able to keep that picture to yourself you Old Fart. You know I’m not mad. Curious as to why though.”

“Come on Filly. You know darn well you wanted me to show those off or you wouldn’t have had me take pics.”