I'd been a bit moody over the last few days. Part of it was from being just about to fuck my stepdaughter, Beth, getting as close as having the tip of my cock in her just as Marie phoned for me to pick her up from the party and having to stop. The other, and more important part, was from overhearing conversations later when Marie and her friends were back at our house, conversations I assume I wasn't supposed to hear.
I'd seen the picture Marie had sent back saying they were having a great time, the guy's hand cupping her breast seemingly not bothering her at all. Later I heard Sally showing the others pictures of someone's cock that she'd taken photos of with her phone. It wasn't particularly big how she described it, around 8" long like mine, but it was far wider, almost abnormally wide. Thinking I was out of earshot in the kitchen Sally had told the others she'd sneaked off around the back of the club and despite her best intentions, couldn't cope with trying to get her mouth around it, instead wanking him until he came in her mouth.
The others giggled and called her a dirty slut, asking what her hubby would say if he found out. Sally frowned and said although she loved him it would be nice for him to watch her take a real cock inside her. There was more giggling and blushed looks as I walked back in.
"What about you Marie?" Sally laughed out loud.
"I'm more than happy with Danny, thank you very much," she smiled.
I asked what the conversation was about, looking bemused as though I didn't already know, but they wouldn't let on. I said I was going to the toilet and paused outside the door out of sight just long enough to hear Marie announce she had his number if anybody else wanted to try it for size like she intended. Loud laughing drowned out my footsteps as I walked up the stairs.
I don't even know why I was pissed off at hearing, that she intended to cheat on me when I was just about to cheat on her with her own daughter anyway. We'd already mutually masturbated and she'd blown me next to a passed-out Marie anyway, I was a hypocrite and I knew it, but Beth had a hold on me that I couldn't explain.
I was sitting downstairs before going to work when Beth came down. She wore a vest top and very tight shorts, smiling at me as she entered the room. She walked into the kitchen, swishing her hips more than needed, looking over her shoulder and giggling at me staring at her.
"I don't think it's right for me you take your virginity," I told her, "it should be someone your own age."
"You want to fuck me, I know you do," she purred back.
"I do, you're right, but your first time shouldn't be with me," I answered.
"I'd rather my first time be with someone more experienced than someone fumbling about, or someone adding another notch to their bedpost," she giggled.
She turned and pulled her shorts down, flashing her arse at me. She then took her now buttered toast and slinked off back upstairs, leaving me and my semi-erect cock to make my way to work. I couldn't concentrate, even more so when Marie messaged and told me she was going to Sally's later. Yes, I bet you are, I thought as I read it. Just a few minutes later another message came through. It was a picture, of Beth in her room with a dildo half inside her stretched pussy. 'This could be you' the caption read. I looked at the time, I had another hour until I finished.
"Your mum is out tonight," I sent her with a smiley face.
"Jodie and Ellen are here later, we're studying," she answered.
Damn. I'd forgotten they'd be there. I cursed myself again for thinking about fucking Beth but smiled that this pretty, cute, albeit very quiet and unassuming, girl wanted me to take her virginity. I'd found myself having more in common with her than her Mum, preferring gaming and watching TV or films to partying all the time like Marie.
I spent the evening watching a film, the girls trying not to make too much noise as they sat around the dining table. They'd giggle now and again, and call out asking if I wanted drinks or snacks. The film hadn't got much longer left to play when Beth asked if the girls could stay over as none of them had college the following morning. I said it would be fine if she thought it would be okay with her mum, and if she wasn't too drunk when she got back as well. Beth replied saying she shouldn't be as she was at Sally's, she'd messaged her earlier.
I nodded and went back to the sofa. I sent a quick message to John, Sally's husband, asking if he wanted me to fetch Marie if she was a bit worse for wear, he replied saying they hadn't drunk much, just one glass each, but had been talking in another room most of the night. He said he'd drop her off to save me coming out especially. The girls came in giggling to each other, Beth explaining that Jodie had been laughing saying she'd have to sleep in her underwear, Ellen laughing louder saying she'd have to sleep nude as she wasn't wearing undies.
"I hope I don't walk into the wrong room if I go to the toilet in the night," Ellen giggled, looking me up and down flirtatiously as she said it.
They went upstairs and I heard a lot more giggling, then Beth came back down to get water.
"I'm getting a little jealous, both of the girls are hoping they bump into you in the night, I think they both fancy you too," she smiled.
"They're nice girls, not quite as pretty as you though," I laughed.
"I'm jealous, but I also think I'd quite like to watch you fucking them too. I'm getting a little damp thinking about it," she whispered.
She turned and walked back upstairs just as Marie got back. I asked if she'd had a good night, and what they'd been getting up to, but she barely answered and said she was tired. I reminded her that the girls were upstairs and she frowned and walked off. I sat downstairs, channel hopping, watching nothing in particular just waiting for Marie to be asleep before going to bed myself. As I walked quietly up the stairs I could hear the girls talking, trying to be quiet but the excitement in their whispering made them audible from the stairs. The door was ajar a little bit, enough for me to look into a mirror and see the bottom half of the bed.
Ellen sat right on the end, wearing underwear and not naked like she'd said earlier. Her breasts were fuller than I'd thought, well disguised under the tops she wore, and her arse was round. Her undies were a cream colour, matching her blonde hair and contrasting her suntanned skin. Jodie sat just behind her, and as she leaned forward when laughing at something I noticed she didn't have a bra on. Her breasts were smaller and pert like Beth's, her nipples wide and erect, her long brown hair hanging down and cascading into her cleavage. I looked up a little further and saw Beth smiling at me as she'd seen me looking.
"Flush the toilet then close the bathroom door," the text I received read.
I did so and paused on the landing, Ellen walking out from Beth's room and leaving the door open. She looked up and paused upon seeing me, then looked down at herself wearing just her undies.
"Ooh, I thought you'd be back in your room by now. I hope Beth doesn't mind you seeing me like this?" she whispered while grinning at me.