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When Darin walked into the bedroom after the confrontation with Leah and Jerome, Jolene asked, “Was that Leah I heard screaming?”
Not wanting to get into the details with her not feeling well, he skirted the issue by saying, “Yeah, but it was nothing important. Now you just lay there and relax. I will be right here if you need anything.”
“Darin, sorry for getting sick and having to cancel our honeymoon,” Jolene said, reaching out for him.
He leaned down and kissed her on the forehead, saying, “Hush, my love, we have the rest of our lives and you getting better is the most important thing right now. We love each other and that is all that matters now. So rest, you should be up and about in a few days,” as he tucked the covers around her and went to change for bed.
Early the next morning Leah was awakened by the smell of coffee and bacon cooking in the air. She knew it was not her mom, but who else in the house could cook? Taking her robe from a hook behind the door, she put it on and belted it tight around her nude body, then went to use the restroom. When she walked into the kitchen a few minutes later she was surprised to see Jerome at the stove. Leah quickly loosened the belt on her robe, letting it fall open at the top. Jerome turned at the sound of footsteps, the smile disappearing from his face when he saw Leah there, her tits hanging out – a sight that was getting an immediate reaction from his cock.
“Good morning,” he forced himself to say. “Coffee is ready. Would you like some scrambled eggs?”
Leah poured herself a cup of coffee and wrinkled up her nose. Looking up at the clock on the wall, she saw it was only six in the morning. “No, thanks. It is too fucking early to eat unless it is pussy or cock. Would you like pussy for your breakfast?” she said as she sat down on the bar stool facing him and spread her legs, giving Jerome a view of her pussy. “I know I would love to have your cock stretching my pussy out.”
Jerome just sighed and went back to his cooking. Leah heard heavy footsteps on the stairs and quickly retied her robe and sat ladylike on the bar stool. A few minutes later Darin came into the kitchen, wearing a pair of jeans and a tee-shirt molded to his lean body. Leah had always seen him in suits or nice slacks and button-down shirts but never in jeans. Looking at how they molded his ass almost had her drooling. Generally, she did not notice men over the age of twenty-five but in Darin's case, he deserved a second look.
As he got himself a cup of coffee Leah looked over at him, staring at his crotch, wondering what type of cock he had – if it was as impressive as Jerome’s. Both of the men saw the way Leah was checking out her step-father but neither one said anything. She got up and refilled her coffee cup and headed back to her bedroom.
After she had left the kitchen Darin took his place on the stool where she had been sitting. “Well son, are you going to tap her first? Do you think she is still a virgin?”
Jerome started to laugh and said, “Really, Dad? You would ask that question after the compromising position you caught her in last night?” as he pulled his cell phone out and flipped to the picture of her and Marcus. “When she opened the door she was naked and she was banging him Friday night while you two were gone. I have a feeling he was not supposed to be here.”
“No, she was not supposed to have any company. Her mom was specific on that deal. It is one more thing to add to the list,” Darin said, sipping his coffee.
Jerome dished his dad up some breakfast and served it to him, then asked, “Think I should tap that sweet pussy and ass, Dad? I mean, after all, she is my step-sister.”
"And your point is?” Darin said after taking another sip of his coffee. "Her mom showed me a picture of her when she was younger and Leah looks a lot like her and if she is as good a fuck as her mom is, then you will be in for a real treat.”
“Are we sharing and comparing this time, Dad?” Jerome asked, smiling, “After all, this is not just a random pickup or someone you are having an affair with. Jolene is someone you actually married,” as he refilled his dad's coffee cup.
“I think so,” Darin began, “but we will just have to approach Jolene differently and let her think it was her idea to sleep with you. With Leah, I plan to tap it after I spank her ass good and proper for lying about my son trying to seduce her, which you didn't do, did you?”
“No, Dad, I didn't but wanted to. I was not sure whether you wanted me to or not since you did marry Jolene and we are all a family now, but I will tap her before the day is out,” Jerome said as he sat down to eat. “Do you want the first spanking?”
“No, you can have it this time. I don't mind playing second fiddle.”
“Can I ask you something, Dad?”
“Son, you know you can ask me anything so ask away,” he said as he ate the last bite of food and got up to refill his coffee cup for the third time.
“Why did you decide to get remarried after all these years? Do you really love Jolene?”
“Yes, I do really love Jolene. It just happened, son. I was content with the affairs and one-night stands before her but then it suddenly hit me that I wanted her in my life for always, not just a piece of ass when I was horny."
Jerome was quiet for a minute, and then asked, “So I take it Jolene has no clue about the lifestyle you and I have been leading since I turned seventeen?”
“No, she does not, Jerome.”
“Don’t you think you should have told her before you married her?” Jerome asked as he put his plate in the dishwasher. “I mean, she may not like it and kick your ass out.”
“It will take her time to get used to our lifestyle, Son, and the fact that we share our women, especially when it comes to Leah...and of course, you fucking Jolene but she will get used to it and accept it,” Darin stated. “Now I had better go check on Jolene and see how she is feeling this morning.”
Darin took his coffee cup and headed for his bedroom, taking a bottle of water for Jolene. When he passed the bathroom he heard the shower running and was so tempted to join his step-daughter but decided to wait. After all, he promised his son he could tap her first. His time would come. When he came into their bedroom Jolene was just waking up, struggling to sit up against the headboard.
“How are you feeling, sweetie?” he asked, handing her the bottle of water after he helped her get settled.
“Better than I did yesterday but not quite up to par,” Jolene told him, managing a weak smile, “Think I may attempt to take a shower. It might make me feel better,” as she took a big drink of water.
Darin helped her stand up and as soon as she gathered clean clothes he escorted her to the master bath. Adjusting the shower to her liking, Darin helped her undress and into the shower, taking a seat on the closed toilet seat in case she needed anything. When she was done, he helped her out and dried her off. After she was dressed he walked her back to bed, helping her to sit down on the edge.
“Do you want to stay here and rest or would you like to go out on the patio and enjoy the summer breeze?” Darin asked her.
“Think I would like to stay here for a little bit and then maybe go outside. That shower seemed to have drained my energy.” She got back in bed.
“Then I will let you rest, my love,” Darin said as he kissed her gently and left the room.
When he came back downstairs, Jerome was flipping through the channels on the television, trying to find something to watch. Leah was curled up in a chair reading.
Hearing someone come in the room, Leah looked up and asked, “How is Mom this morning?”
“She is doing better. She took a shower and now she is going back to sleep.”
“Good,” Leah said, “now I can go visit Marcus without worrying too much. I will be back in an hour or so if Mom asks,” getting up and putting her Kindle on the side table.
“Excuse me, Leah, but you are grounded,” Darin reminded her
Leah looked at him, gave him the finger, and said, “You are not my fucking dad so you can't tell me what to do and before you say it, this is our house, not yours. You are only here because she was stupid enough to marry you to get cock.”
Darin could feel his face starting to turn red, the itch to blister her ass becoming stronger. “That is your opinion, Leah but I happen to love your mom...and she didn't have to marry me to get cock because she was getting mine for several months before I asked her to marry me,” he said, without thinking how that sounded. “And yes, you do have to listen to me. True, I am not your dad but I am the man of the house now.”
Without thinking, Leah slapped Darin hard across the face, leaving a nice red hand print. “You bastard. You don’t talk about Mom like she is some whore,” Leah said, even though she had thought basically the same thing the morning of the wedding. “We were doing just fine without you. And I am almost eighteen so stop treating me like a little child!”
“'Almost' is the operative word!” Darin yelled back. “Right now you are acting like a child and will be treated like one!”
Before the situation became anymore heated, Jerome jumped up off the couch and got between them. He did not want his dad to steal what he had been promised and Jerome knew by the look on his dad's face that he was about to take his belt to Leah's ass.
“Dad, I know you said Leah is grounded and I respect your decision but with your permission, I would like to take her out for a drive to give you both time to cool down.”
Breathing hard, Darin said, “Sure, son, but make sure she does not go anywhere but with you. Understood?
Looking from one to the other, Leah said angrily, “Both of you can go to fucking hell. Although she does not mind me spending time with Marcus, I will be considerate and go ask,” as she started for the stairs.
Jerome reached out and grabbed her none-too-gently by the arm, saying, “Let your mom rest. We are going for a ride to ease the tension in this room. And for your information, if your mom knew Marcus was over here Friday night banging you, she wouldn't be quick to let you spend alone time with him.”
Leah had heard enough and she snapped, yanking her arm out of his grasp. Turning, Leah placed her hands on his chest and shoved him backward. As he fell to the floor, Leah jumped on him, slapping him and hitting him with her fists. Darin wanted to step in and grab Leah by the hair and yank her off Jerome but decided to let him handle it on his own. After five minutes, Jerome managed to get her on her back with her hands pinned to the floor above her head.
Straddling her body, he leaned down in her face, saying softly,” You are going to get up, walk out, and get in my truck without any more trouble. We are going to a cabin Dad and I own and I am going to fuck your brains out. Do I make myself clear?”
Breathing heavily, Leah started to laugh and then said, “Whatever. Besides, you fight like a girl and I don’t want to hurt you.”
Jerome slowly released her hands and stood up, looking at his dad. “Any of the family using the cabin this weekend?”
“Nope,” his dad said, looking at his face closely. “Man, you are going to really have a shiner.”
It was then that Jerome realized his left eye hurt and it was a little hard to see out of. Meanwhile, Leah was waiting by the door, figuring she could take a chance and jump out of the truck at a stoplight and run, calling Marcus to come to get her. She did not stop to think about the consequences when she got home.
“We will be back later this evening, Dad. Don’t worry, I will make sure that Leah stays with me,” Jerome said, winking at his dad.
Just as Leah and Jerome left, Jolene came slowly down the stairs, holding tight to the banister, “Darin, what in the hell is going on? I was awakened by a lot of screaming going on down here. You, Leah, and I suppose Jerome.”
Rushing over to her, he helped her down the rest of the stairs, apologizing, “I am sorry, Jolene, that we disturbed you. I had grounded Leah last night for something she had done and then she wanted to go see her boyfriend and I told her no. Sorry, she cannot argue with screaming, sweetie.“
When they reached the end of the stairs, Jolene put her hand on his face and turned it toward her, asking, “Did she do this?” referring to what was now just a red mark on his face.
“Yes,” Darin admitted, “and I plan to take her to task for it and for what she is grounded for. I wanted to wait until you felt better before I dealt with it, honey,” as he led her to the couch.
“I swear, Darin, Leah is normally not like this,” Jolene apologized “She knew you and I were getting married eventually but I did spring it on her that morning that we were getting married that day. Unless it is that, then I have no clue why she is upset. It could just be teenage hormones. Now, tell me, what did she do last night, Darin?”
“Jolene, we will discuss this later,” he said, trying to avoid the subject. “Would you like some soup? Think you can handle it?”
Jolene knew that Darin was avoiding the subject and that he would discuss it when he felt like it, so she said, “Sure, that sounds good.”
Darin got her settled on the couch with a light throw over her and the remote in her hand before he headed to the kitchen to fix her some soup.
“Honey, where is Leah? Is she in her room? Jolene asked. “I would like to have a talk with her and see what has gotten her so bent out of shape.”
Stopping, Darin came back to the living room and said, “Jerome took her out for a ride and supper. He wants to spend some time getting to know his step-sister,” but did not say how intimately Jerome really wanted to get to know her.
“That is nice,” Jolene said as she settled on the couch.
As Jerome headed out of town Leah sat sulking in the passenger seat, wanting to go back and confront her new step-father and put him in his place, but instead she had been forced to go with Mr. Stick-up-his-ass frat boy who didn't like girls even though he claimed differently. If he liked girls he would not have turned her out of his bed last night. He would have taken what she offered and fucked her silly.
“You might as well put a smile on that face, Leah, because you are not going to sit and pout and ruin my Sunday. I was perfectly content to lie around the house, maybe go for a swim today but then I had to play referee between you and my dad. And for my efforts, I get a fist in the eye. A piece of advice, Leah, don't ever slap him again.”
“I will do what I fucking want,” she answered back. “And you did not have to play referee because I was doing just fine on my own.”
“Think what you want to think but you were about to get the belt across your ass,” Jerome informed her. “I know Dad's looks. He has been the only parent in my life for the past ten years since Mom died of cancer when I was twelve.”
“Did your dad ever hit you with a belt?”
“Once when I was fifteen and came home two hours late, drunk as hell,” Jerome said. “He had that same damn look.”
“If you were so damn drunk how would you remember what look he had?”
“He threw me in the cold shower so I was stone-cold sober when he used the belt on my ass,” he told her. “Take my word for it, okay? I know the look.”
Leah gave an unladylike snort and said, “Drop me off at the next corner and I will call Marcus to come to get me. You can tell your old man I gave you the slip so you won't get in trouble.”
“We are going to the summer cabin,” Jerome said as he reached over and pinched her nipple. “You and I have some unfinished business.”
Suddenly Leah began to laugh so hard tears were streaming down her face and she was holding her sides. “Oh my God! I cannot believe it. Big bad frat boy gets turned on by his step-sister and dad fighting, getting beat up by a girl, and thinking about his dad using a belt on his ass. That is fucked up. You are turned on by your dad. Now you want to fuck your step-sister's cunt because she is handy even though he prefers men and he is too fucking lazy to look for a man's ass he can fuck or a cock to suck.”
“Are you done, bitch?” Jerome asked angrily.
“Yes,” Leah said, taking a deep breath, and then started to laugh again.
“We will see who has the last laugh when you are fucked by my thick eight-inch cock up your pussy and ass,” Jerome told her as he turned down a dirt road. “I will stretch your holes to make it easier for my dad to fuck you.”
“You are a fucking riot, Jerome,” she laughed, wiping her eyes, suddenly realizing that her chance to jump out of the car at a red light had passed now that he was on a dirt road.
Jerome did not say anything else as he realized that he had already said too much, especially about his dad fucking her. That was something that he should not have said but he was hoping she had been laughing too hard to catch it. Within five minutes they pulled up in front of a modern-day two-story log cabin with attached garage. Parking out front, Jerome got out and came around, yanking open Leah's door, pulling her out once she unbuckled her seat belt. Jerome dragged her up the stairs, finding the right key on his key chain. Once the door was unlocked, he shoved her inside. Leah stumbled over her feet and hit the floor on her knees.
Before Jerome could react, Leah jumped to her feet and threw herself at him, knocking him back out the front door. “You bastard! You know I do not like to be manhandled.” She slapped him across the face and attempted to knee him in the balls but Jerome caught her leg before she connected, but that did not stop her from smacking and beating on him with her fists.
They rolled around on the front porch until Jerome managed to get to his feet and back away, breathing hard. Leah jumped to her feet, anger fueling her as she rushed him again, but this time he was ready for her.
He grabbed her around the waist, picking her up under one arm, carrying her back inside, kicking the door shut with his foot. Jerome carried her over to the love seat and stood her on her feet, holding her by the wrists with one hand. Without warning, he pushed her over the back of it, smacking her hard across her ass twice, causing her to squeal and try to kick him in the shins. Reaching under her, he managed to unbutton and unzip her shorts, pushing them down her thighs, leaving her wearing just a red thong. With her shorts down around her ankles, it made it harder for her to kick him.
Holding her tightly against the back of the love seat, Jerome began to deliver hard smacks on her exposed ass cheeks. Leah had managed to kick her shorts out of the way and deliver a few kicks to his shins but all it did was make him mad. He continued to smack her ass until his hand hurt and her ass was almost as red as her thong. He finished up her spanking by pulling his belt out of his jeans and delivering four across her ass, causing Leah to scream and try to get away.
Taking a deep breath he asked, “Are you going to behave yourself?”
“Yes,” she whimpered, tears streaming down her face.
Grabbing her thong, Jerome ripped it from her body, exposing her ass and pussy. Unable to resist any longer, Jerome knelt down and ran his tongue up her sex slit, finding her very wet. “I do believe someone found that spanking a turn-on,” Jerome teased as he started to lick her some more, holding her in place by putting his hands on her ass.
“I did not,” she told him but he knew differently as he licked up the evidence.
Jerome moved from her pussy to her ass and began to tongue her little puckered hole, spreading her ass cheeks apart so he could get his tongue in deeper, “Ever been fucked in the ass?”
“Yes,” she lied as she tried to get up but was still held in place by his hands on her ass.
“Oh, really,” Jerome said as he took his hand from her ass, lubricated a finger with her pussy juice and shoved it in her ass hard, causing her to squeal and try to jerk away from him. “I figured you were lying. Pussy boy you were fucking Friday night did not seem like an ass fucker,” he said as he stood up, releasing her. “Just imagine if that was my cock being shoved up your ass instead of my finger.”
Jerome was ready for another attack but to his surprise, Leah did just the opposite. She turned around and reached out to yank the zipper of his jeans down, reaching inside to pull out his cock, stroking it gently. Dropping to her knees, she took his hard cock into her mouth, sucking and licking him from head to the base of his shaft. Taking just the head of his cock back in her mouth, she tongued the slit and under the rim while pumping his shaft. Jerome moaned and began to fuck her mouth, his hands on either side of her head. Although he wanted to cum in her mouth he wanted his first cum up her pussy, so he reluctantly moved her back.
Pulling her to her feet, Jerome pulled off her tube top, leaving her standing there in just her sandals. He quickly stripped his clothes off with her help and led her to one of the bedrooms. Jerome gently pushed her on the bed, removed her sandals and spread her legs, burying his face in her pussy, licking and tugging on her swollen clit until she screamed out as an intense orgasm tore through her body, her thighs trapping his head between them as her juices flooded his face, almost choking him. Soon she gave one final shudder and released her hold on his head. Not giving her time to regroup, Jerome crawled up on the bed, pulling her on top of him.
“Ride my stallion,” he told Leah as he drove his cock deep in her body, stretching her to fit his thickness, causing her to gasp in a mixture of pleasure and pain as he slammed her down again and again on his hard-on, her sore ass hitting his pelvis hard with each thrust. Her pussy seemed to have a mind of its own as it clenched and unclenched around his cock, drawing his cum out. Jerome reached up and grabbed her nipples, pinching and pulling hard. Leah could soon feel another orgasm building deep within her core.
Leah began to moan and wiggle around on his cock, trying to get into a rhythm.
“Yes, Leah, ride me hard. Feel the pain in your ass yet pleasure in your pussy as you ride me. Cum, Leah, flood my cock with your juices,” Jerome said, “Rub your clit, bitch. Make yourself cum again,” as he twisted her nipples harder, causing her to moan louder.
Leah's body started to tense up, her pussy tightening around his cock as all her nerves seemed to be on fire as an intense orgasm exploded in her core and spread throughout her entire body unlike any she had ever had before. It seemed as if it went on and on forever and that she would never stop cumming, her juices drowning his cock. Jerome quickly flipped her over on her back, her legs over his shoulder as he drove into her as hard and deep as he could, causing the headboard to hit the wall behind them with each thrust until he gave out a primal scream and emptied himself inside of her pussy, setting off another small orgasm in her.
Jerome let her legs down, collapsing on top of her heaving body, kissing her deeply, their tongues doing a mating dance of their own. Pulling his mouth from hers, he turned her head to the side and placed a hickey there on the left side of her neck.
Jerome raised himself up on his elbows, looking down at her, and asked, “Do you still want Marcus now?” grinning wickedly. “Don't remember you screaming that loud with him or the headboard bouncing off the walls.”
Although she just had the best fuck of her life, it pissed her off that he was mocking what she and Marcus had shared. “Oh, Marcus can do that to me. We were just being quiet out of respect for my uninvited house guest.” she retorted. “Now get the fuck off me. You are squishing me,” She tried to move him but couldn't.
“After I fuck you again I will...maybe,” Jerome said as he began to move inside her again.
To her surprise, she could feel him getting hard, almost as if he hadTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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