Twin Sisters, Part one.
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This story involves incest, infidelity, prostitution, BDSM, lesbian love. Everyone that is fucking is eighteen or over.
I am three minutes younger than my sister and am tall (five foot eleven) and skinny and have red hair. My name is Abby Nordstrom, my older sister is Annie Nordstrom and she has black hair and is short (five foot two and voluptuous). I have freckles and Annie's skin is pale white.
My mom's name is Teresa Sanderson (five marriages). Her husband, who had blond hair when Annie and I were almost one, came to the conclusion that he was not either of our fathers.
When we were older mom explained that she was at party and her husband was out of town and one thing led to another, actually two things did. She said the technical name is heteropaternal superfecundation. Annie blurted, "So you had two eggs and two cocks in your cunt at the same time?"
Mom said, "I was on roofies and tequila and well yes, they were both hung like mules. They were first that night, but there were others and then an older woman, my boss actually.
"So, "I said, "If I have red hair, who is my biological father?"
Mom said, "Uncle Bill, my younger brother."
Before I could respond, Annie said, "Do you know MY biological dad, too?"
Mom said, "I do, it was Father Antony at Sacred Heart, down by the Science Center. Before he was a priest."
"Do they both know, " we both said.
Mom was sensing a disturbance in the force, she nodded yes and looked intensely sad.
"Oh God yes
We are both attending Seattle University a very expensive Jesuit University with a scholarship, which as she was a bar tender at a titty bar in North Seattle called Pandora's Adult Entertainment on Lake City Way and eighty ninth north east seemed impossible as well as the nice house in Ballard.
There had been for the longest time a parade of men in the house and five marriages and we had some step siblings that went away when the divorces happened.
Annie and I blurted, "You're no fucking bartender, you're a ho aren't you?"
She smiled at us and cupped her gigantic fake tits and said, "I'm a natural C-Cup, these beauties be EE-Cup, the best silicon jell you can buy. I dance and hook both, shoot some porn scenes, MILF stuff and cuckold stuff with huge black dicks."
I grabbed Annie's hand, "Let's go for a ride."
I had a rebuilt dark Blue Isuzu Trooper, SUV, tuned exhaust stout three point four liter four banger. Annie's was exactly the same, we had personal license plates Annies and Abbies.
We went to a Starbucks on Market street. Annie had a Cappuccino with nutmeg and cinnamon on top, very Italian. I got a double mocha, three shots and extra whip cream because I was skinny as all fuck.
We sat there quietly until the coffee was done, I said, "Will you come with me to meet Uncle Bill?"
She nodded.
"Let's go then, he's ten minutes away."
She stuttered, "But, wait..."
"Nope, now he's ten minutes away, "I said.
We drove south on the Ballard bridge and onto Fifteenth West into Interbay, took the exit for Dravus Street and drove left up the hill past where the old fire station was and turned right onto Eleventh West and went our way to McGraw street by the Lutheran Church on Eighth West. Then East to the stop sign at Five Corners.
I turned right and drove up hill for one block on Third West, then left at Boston Street and finally left at Second Avenue West and parked right in front of the second house.
We got out and locked my Trooper and trudged up the eighteen cement steps to a cement landing, three steps on the cement and then eight steps on the porch and up to the door which had a little ringer under a fan of small windows. It was a beautiful old home that fit into the neighborhood.
Uncle Bill who is six foot seven, opened the door and said, "Girls, "with a big smile on his face and crushed us both in a big hug and I started sobbing."
He said, "What's wrong Abbie?"
I rubbed my eyes with my sleeves and said quietly, looking him in the eyes, "Hi Daddy."
I expected the worst, him shushing me. Instead he swept me up in huge hug and yelled "Allie, Teri finally told Abbie, it's about God damned time! Come here Annie you get a hug too."
Both of us were crying and giggling. Allie his wife also had red hair and was almost my height was a total bombshell. I might have seen her when I was little, but she had massive natural tits inside of a pink wife beater and off white yoga pants and red open toed pumps with a five inch heels. I blurted, "You are fucking gorgeous, please just give an inch or two, are you a porn star?"
She rolled her eyes, "Everyone says that, I'm a lingerie and swimsuit model and mother of four kids, your half siblings I might add."
Looking at Annie and she nodded, "We both wish you were our mom and dad. She's a ho and does porn. We've kind of lost count, but she's add eleven kids counting us. She works at this titty bar called Pandora's on Lake City Way.
Somehow we're going to Seattle U on scholarships that she says she's paying for, is that true?"
Without answering me he pulled out his new smart phone and hit the speed dial.
"Tony, hey can you come up to the house? Yes now, it's very important. Teri told Abbie and Annie and it's bad, " he hung up.
Looking at Allie he asked her if she could stay and make some sandwiches. She nodded.
She had some left over macaroni with ground beef, sausage and pesto that she poured some more pesto sauce on and a bit of olive oil on and stirred it up and put the bowl in the oven. Then she cut pieces of cheddar, Swiss and Havarti cheese, followed by ham and mortadella with pistachios. Butter and mustard was laid out and pumpernickel bread.
She looked at us and asked, "do you girls like coca cola?"
Annie nodded and I said, "Yes mom, we've never seen so much incredible food."
She gestured with her head for me to come to her. I stood up and walked to her and she kissed my forehead and then rocked me in a hug and I cried so hard and she hugged me harder.
Finally, she said, "I am your mother and you will always be my daughter."
I wailed and had to try to get air back into my lungs.
She was in my ear, shush, shush, I got you. She let go and Annie was next to me and tears running down her face she stomped her foot and said, "What about me? Please be my mommy."
We both started wailing again, we did everything together. Allie was comforting Annie assuring her that she was her mom too.
Fr. Antony was there by then. He blessed the food, my half sibs were ages four Erika, six Elaine, eight Sandi and eleven Lars. They were at Allie's parents for the weekend.
Fr. Antony blessed the food and Annie went up to him and said, "I know this is awkward but do I call you Daddy?"
After a second he responded, "I have loved you since the day I was told that you were mine. I believe that you were six years old. I was already a priest. Your mother forbade your uncle and I from talking to either of you. I'm not sure why. I assure you that if I had known that she was pregnant with my child, I would have petitioned for custody. She was married then and when we found out to somebody else," he paused, then continued, "you can call me whatever you're comfortable with when we're together. At church please Fr. Antony."
Annie hugged him and we loaded our plates up and sat down.
It seems that Daddy is a lawyer. After we had eaten and got seconds as the adults watched us go for thirds, he said, "I have an idea. Do you want to live here both of you?"
We nodded. He went on, "Up in the third floor there is a finished attic, with bath room and two beds, you can live there. I will file a restraining order and we can go over tomorrow and get your clothes. One other idea, my last name, and your mom's maiden name is Benedict, it would be easy to change."
We nodded our assent.
The move was fun as was getting our room set up, Daddy did the restraining order and name change and on a lark I approached the new track and field coach at Seattle University Jordana LeSavage about trying out for the track team.
"Please sit down. What's your name?"