"I want to screw your daughter."
Goldie stared up at me, her eyes vacant as the 'L' train roared past her window.
"Then do it Vic. Go fuck her, see if I care." Goldie took a swig of tequila and her eyes shut. The biker chic used to be a good fuck, now she was just a lousy drunk.
"Goldie you think I want to keep screwing a half-asleep boozer? Passed out pussy is all I get as your boyfriend? A boyfriend who also pays your rent?"
"Go fuck yourself," she mumbled, pulling a pillow over her head. Her place was a dive, with clothes covering all over and a mattress on the floor. I wondered why I was with this biker chic.
Then Goldie rolled over naked, and I got a flash of her golden blonde twat and open slit. Suddenly her drunken twat looked pretty damn good. I jammed my finger up her cunt until she squirmed.
"Goldie, you know I've got the hots for your daughter, cute little Sofia? What is sheβeighteen now? Legal meat?"
"Fuck off Vic."
I pulled out my finger, replacing it with my cock. Goldie growled as I gripped her tattooed tits and shoved my dick all the way in.
"Sofia has such a pretty face, and gorgeous boobs. And you know what?" Pinching Goldie's nipple, I banged her faster. "I'll bet Sofia's twat is a hell of a lot tighter than yours."
"You bastard!" Goldie slapped me. "You leave my fucking daughter alone!"
"I might if I thought I could get a good fuck out of you."
The drunken woman tried to slap me again but missed and fell back. I slid back in and fucked her like a bitch, slamming my cock deep in her fuck-hole. "Oh gawd Vic," she whispered, bucking up to meet my thrusts and grabbing my ass with her legs.
"Fuck me," she moaned, "Fuck me. You can pretend I'm Sofia just fuck me! Just screw me!"
I couldn't believe Goldie said that, and it frickin' turned me on. I slammed in balls deep while Goldie humped and whimpered. Soon she screamed in orgasm, and her body shuddered as my load shot deep into her womb.
Then Goldie passed out. Slut-fucked and drunk. Good. Now I planned to screw her daughter Sofia.
In the hallway, I quietly opened the door to Sofia's room. A room the size of a broom closet. Sofia was asleep on her belly, wearing nothing but a tight pair of panties.
Her room lit up with the blinking lights of a passing train. Sofia stirred a little and exposing the side of one young, fleshy breast. And I noticed her succulent ass wiggling around in her sheer panties.
My cock rose back to life.
When the girl rolled over, her perky boobs popped up with sweet puffy nipples. They looked tasty. Sofia's eyes fluttered open, and she sat up, grabbing a sheet to cover her tits.
"What? Mr. Vic, what are you doing here? And what's that lump in your underwear?"
"You know what it is." I laughed. "Your mom and I are fighting, mind if I sleep here tonight?"
"But there ain't no room!"
"Sure there is. Just scoot over sweetie."
The half-naked girl eyed my lump suspiciously, but she moved over to the far side of the mattress. "Um...Vic, why don't you have any pants on? That's embarrassing, you know."
"I'm sorry. But I sleep in my underwear and your mom locked the door so I can't get my pants."
"Mom's a stupid cunt. I don't know why you like her."
"I don't, I just try to help her out. Help you both out."
"Mr. Vic, you're way nicer than mom's other boyfriends. Why do you stick around?"
"Partly for you sweetie. But tomorrow I'm going back to Phoenix." I rubbed Sofia's thigh. "You should leave too. Find something better than a shit-hole apartment, right next to a train track."
"How Mr. Vic? I can't find no job? So I'm frickin' stuck here."