Stacy’s Stepdaughter and Her Slutty Sidekick

Don’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of Stacy reclining on the couch, her feet pulled up onto the cushions, with Tammy’s face buried in her smooth snatch. Tammy’s tongue was a blur as she licked and smacked on Stacy’s delicious morsel, sending shivers down Don’s spine.

Tammy’s face was a picture of ecstasy, her eyes closed in rapture as she devoured Stacy’s pussy. Don knew the Cialis hadn’t had time to kick in yet, so his hard-on was a natural one. He felt a surge of excitement as he knelt beside Tammy, his hands reaching out to gently grasp her butt cheeks.

Tammy merely wiggled a little when Don’s hands made contact with her skin, and before he knew it, his boner was buried in her hot tunnel. Don was fully aware that his dick could soften before dumping his load in Tammy, so he abandoned the idea of going slow and enjoying it longer. He thrust hard and fast, bringing his climax to a head within three minutes.

The hard fucking was exactly the way Tammy liked it, and she lost it just as Don’s phone rang. “I’ll get it later, that’s Leo’s ring. The old mother-fucker always has bad timing,” Don muttered, his hand resting on Tammy’s head, encouraging her to concentrate on eating Stacy’s pussy.

Stacy answered Don’s phone, her voice husky with excitement. “Hello, big brother. Don says you’re an old mother-fucker. How did you like the, uh… uh… oh, yes, Tam… oh yes, right there.”

“Uh, this must be Stacy, I presume. Where’s my asshole brother?” Leo’s voice was gruff, but Don could hear the amusement in his tone.

“Oh, God… hold on.. hold on… AHHHH, Yeahhhhh… OH YESSSSSS!! OH MY GOD!!! AAIIIEEEEEEE!!!!! OH, SHIT! Oh, fuck! That was a good one Tam. Uh, Leo, You still there?” Stacy’s voice was a mixture of laughter and moans, sending Don’s excitement into overdrive.

“Yes, ma’am, young lady. You just about busted my hearing aid just then. But, now that I have my cock in my hand, you have my permission to continue what you were doing. Just don’t hang up on me,” Leo replied, his voice dripping with humor.

“Mmmmm… That’s alright, I think all three of us are through, now. I was the last one to cum and, fuck… Mmmm, it was a good one. I think I was asking you if you liked the pictures and video we sent,” Stacy said, her voice still husky with excitement.

“Yes, ma’am, I sure did like them. About the only thing that would have been better is if I’d been there and seen it live, instead of video. I will, however, cherish what you sent and make damn good use of them. Is Don where I can speak to him?” Leo asked, his voice still laced with amusement.

“Sure, but let him call you back in a few minutes. I’m gonna snap a few more pics and send them. Maybe you can unload a little quicker that way,” Stacy replied, her voice still husky with excitement.

“How thoughtful of you, my dear. I’ll be awaiting his call,” Leo said, his voice dripping with humor.

Stacy quickly snapped a photo of her tits, showing down her belly to the top of Tammy’s head, and included Don being mounted on Tammy from behind. The next one showed both women with their tongues, and open mouths, all over Don’s cock. Last, she set the timer and took one of Don, flanked with two sets of very fine tits which were attached to two equally fine women.

“That ought to help him bust his nuts. I’ll give him a few minutes to get off before I call him,” Stacy said, her voice still husky with excitement.

“You sorry bastard. How in the fuck did you do it? I can’t even find an ugly eighty year old to let me take fuckin’ naked pictures,” Leo said, his voice dripping with humor.

“Hey, old man, chill… all I did was go to Walmart with one of my buddies. Two days later, he’s still in his apartment and I’m here with all this pussy and these big ol’ titties. When you got it, you got it… what else can I say?” Don replied, his voice filled with amusement.

As Don’s words hung in the air, a sly grin spread across his face.

“Well, you son of a gun, you could send me the leftovers,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

“Tell you what I’ll do,” Don’s friend replied. “I’ll get more pictures and maybe a couple more videos. Then I’ll make a trip to Baton Rouge and load them in your computer… mmmm… Friday or Saturday, maybe.”

“Sounds good to me, but you’re still a shit head. Love you, bro.”

Stacy and Tammy, who were nearby, exchanged a knowing glance.

“Sit over here, coach, right between us so we can keep your attention,” Tammy said, her voice husky with anticipation.

Don sat on the overstuffed couch, and before he knew it, Tammy was fondling him, her touch sending shivers down his spine.

“You know the little guest house out back?” Tammy asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Stacy talked to Will today and they are offering it to you, if you think you’d like to live here,” Tammy continued.

“You could do the handyman things and fuck your landlady every day when Will’s tied up on something else. When I come visit, I can share your bed, too.”

Stacy chuckled and added, “The older Will gets, the lazier he is. I would absolutely love to have my yard mowed and my pussy filled, every time it’s needed. What do you think?”

Don’s face lit up with excitement as he hurried to agree.

Tammy sprang another surprise on him, “Tomorrow, Stacy and I will go to Shreveport with you and help you pack your things. We love our favorite coach and can’t wait to meet your friends.”

Don caught the wicked grins between the two women, but he didn’t ask any questions.

Thursday morning, the Cialis had done its job, so after one more early morning tryst, Don’s pickup purred its way into town.

By the time Don’s things were packed, the entire complex had heard about the two women who had come with him… “Blondes, one with long hair and the other one’s short and curly. Jean shorts cut off so short their pussy lips could be kissed while they were walking by. Tit so big a jersey cow would be jealous.”

Of course, there was plenty of talk about them “CUMMING” with him, but all that was speculation… accurate, but still, Don, Stacy, Tammy, and Leo were the only ones who knew for sure.

Veterans poured out of their apartments offering to help the ladies with their share of Don’s things. He damn sure didn’t have those offers of help when he moved in. Needless to say, the ladies ate up all the attention.

When Don introduced Dave to Tammy, she kissed his full on his lips and shoved her tongue in his mouth, startling the former tank operator, “Careful, little bit, a kiss like that could get a girl in trouble.”

Tammy had no idea where Dave’s apartment was, but she pulled him into the closest one, “You have any VD or anything I need to know about?”

“Uh, no.”

“Good, drop your pants. I’m gonna give you a blow job while the others are loading Don’s truck.”

“You shittin’ me, lady?”

Tammy dropped to the floor, pulling his zipper down as she went. Within seconds, she had fished his cock out and sucked it into her mouth.

As it got harder, she kept taking it all. Two minutes later, with an inch and a half of hard dick sticking past her gag reflex, Dave shot the biggest load he’d done in years down Tammy’s throat.

Once she finished cleaning up his residuals, she stood and told him, “Next time, you can do me.”

“Next time??”

“Poor ol’ Dave was shocked,” she laughed as she explained to Don and Stacy, “He was still standing in that room with his pants on the floor and his mouth hanging open. Anyone walking down the hall could see his soft dick, just hanging there and looking as if it had been poked by a straight pin, letting all the air out of it.”

She giggled and finished, “The old fellow will have a story to tell the rest of ’em, now.”

“Of course you wouldn’t have known, but Honey, you just blew a retired Brigadier General in the US Army. He’s still married, too. His wife has Alzheimer’s and she’s been in a nursing home for over ten years. He taps our friend, Ms. Janie, once in a while, but several of us do that.”

Don was able to get the pop rivets in place and made sure the boat fan was balanced. The housing wasn’t much of a problem to fix, but he needed both women to help him move it into place so it could be bolted in properly.

Stacy cranked the V-8 engine and Don was happy to see there was no “off balance” vibration.

After a short ride down the river and back, Stacy rewarded Don with his very own blow job, while Tammy sat on his mouth and was pleased to find that the man was an expert at eating pussy.

Friday was a day of rest for Don. Although the reunion with Stacy and Tammy was the highlight of his entire lifetime, enough was enough for the man who was rapidly approaching seventy.

While he occupied himself in the shop, boathouse, and grilling some thick ribeyes, the ladies enjoyed each other’s bodies and made plans.

“Don’s worried about his brother. The old fellow is wilting away in his apartment in Baton Rouge. All he does is watch porn and jack off. Don says he usually doesn’t eat breakfast; has a snack of some kind for lunch and a bologna sandwich for supper.”

“On a positive note, Don also says Leo has an eight inch dick… might be something to look into.”

Tammy thought for a few minutes as she brushed Stacy’s hair, “Tomorrow, Don’s taking Leo some copies of the other pictures of us. I have to be back home by Sunday, anyway, so why don’t we go with him?”

As plans developed, Tammy discovered that the condo Leo lived in was only three blocks from her own home. She had probably even seen him at the local senior center, where she volunteered two days a week.

Her husband was a professional gambler and was gone from home for days at a time, playing in poker tournaments. Those days made the perfect opportunity for her to visit Stacy.

She always had to be home by Sunday morning, though. Tammy Leonard Dawson was a Sunday School teacher for her granddaughter and other four-year-old children.

Saturday morning, when they reached Opelousas, Don called Leo and asked if he had some Cialis.

“I got some fuckin’ Viagra, why? You need some?”

“No, I’m bringing you some pictures, some videos, and, if you want some, I have some pussy with me, too… really fuckin’ awesome pussy, Bro.”

“Yeah, right, you cock sucker. You’re so full of shit the treatment plants won’t take you.”

“Hi, Leo, it’s Stacy. I have a friend following us to Baton Rouge. She lives pretty close to you,” she took a second to snicker before saying, “If you really have eight inches, she wants to meet you, bad.”

“You’re in Opelousas? That’s just an hour away. I have some 50mg tablets, but the doc has always told me I could take two if I wanted to do a good job. By the time y’all get here, I can probably beat the bark off a cypress tree with it… come ahead on.”

Leo had notified the security desk the trio was coming. When the guard saw the two “cowgirls” and the grey-haired man come through the doors, he locked the booth and escorted them to the 11th floor apartment.

The elevator ride was an experience he’d remember for a long time as Stacy and Tammy kept pulling their tight shorts out of their cunt cracks and adjusting their tits inside the halter tops.

Leo opened the door and looked at the menu before him, “Tear your fuckin’ ass, George,” he told the guard, “but be ready to dial 9-1-1 if I need the medics.”

Don sat on the love seat and watched the women drive his brother nuts. They put on a slow strip show, culminating in fondling each other’s pussy.

Leo knew he was going to dump a load, just wasn’t sure with whom or in which hole. He pulled off his t-shirt and pitched it at Don, “Hide your eyes, you old bastard. This ain’t gonna be pretty.”

The ladies took over and removed his khakis and boxers. Sure enough, the double dose of Viagra had his cock standing proud.

For the next 45 minutes, Stacy and Tammy took turns bringing him to the brink, then listened to him groan and bitch when they would leave him hanging.

He enjoyed titty fucking, mouth and throats, both women’s pussy, and plenty of hand action.

Tammy, finally, told Stacy, “I’ll finish him off, now, if we keep treating him this way, he’ll have a fucking heart attack.”

Stacy joined Don on the love seat and the two watched Tammy’s expert cock sucking skills go to work.

At one point, she had to dig her fingernails into Leo’s hands, “Dammit, do you want me to do this or not? I’ll keep deep-throating you, but let go of my fucking head… I have to catch some air.”

Leo smiled toward the love seat, “I love for a woman to bitch at me.”

Three of his eight inches were past the back of her tongue, sticking down her throat when his groan turned into a full-blown growl.

His balls jerked for a full minute as he blew his load straight toward her stomach.

He could barely speak as he slumped into his recliner.

He looked at his brother, “Hey, mother fucker, now THAT’S what I call a real cock sucker. Goddamn, how in the fuck did all this start?”

For the next two hours, while Don told Leo the story of knowing them for nearly forty years, the ladies paraded around naked, cleaning the kitchen and stirring up some chicken salad for sandwiches.

Sure enough, Leo’s blue pills revived him for a while.

Stacy was gracious enough to sit on his lap and ride him for about twenty minutes.

She was able to cum, but he wasn’t, “I gotta thank ya, anyway, ma’am. Shit, that felt good.”

Tammy stayed when Don and Stacy left for the river.

It was just over a three-hour drive, and Don wanted to get there before dark.

The fact that Leo had received all the action that day had awakened a tad of longing… he wanted to spend all night in his king-size bed… just him and Stacy.

Epilogue

Stacy and Will split their joint holdings when Will announced he was moving in with his ex-wife.

Stacy got the river place and all that went with it.

Although Stacy stayed nights in Don’s little bungalow, she appeared very proper whenever her kids, or Don’s kids, came to visit.

Tammy would, often, bring Leo to the river, to spend time with his brother and, of course, with Stacy’s assets.

Since taking charge, Tammy had become a daily fixture at Leo’s condo.

She made him eat nutritious meals, kept his place clean, and made him exercise every day.

His health improved to the point he could have sex with her nearly every day… about half that time, it was un-medicated.

Today, it was the seventh anniversary of that day in Walmart.

The day when Don recognized Stacy’s legs… her gorgeous, fucking, legs.