Wife Gives Her Daughters to Her New Hubby
The new family that just moved in up the street intrigues Kristen.
Despite having two barely legal daughters, the husband and wife are newlywed. There's a step-parent in the mix. Kristen hoped it was a step-dad. She has this idea for her next story brewing in her mind, but she needs names.
She doesn't like interacting with people. It was so bright out. She can't remember when she'd last been outside. She wore a cap pulled down low and sunglasses. She rushes up and glances at the boxes. They had things like, "New Spiegal Family" on it. Some had Lacey's room. Others had Jessie's room.
That's a start. She has the daughters.
"Mom, why did you marry this loser," mutters one of the daughters. The older of the pair.
"Lacey, don't start," the mother says. So it was a step-dad. Kristen's excited. "Just help us move in."
It's on the form the movers had that she found out the parents. James and Stephanie Spiegal. She has their descriptions in mind, the women all blondes while James had dark hair. He's in good shape for his age. Jessie was a petite thing, eighteen, while her older sister Lacey was twenty or so.
With the facts down, Kristen rushes back to her home. To her bedroom. She has a hot story to write.
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James Spiegal
Moving in with my new family was bumpy, of course. I had a new wife and two new step-daughters. Lacey hated me. I wasn't sure about Jessie, though. They were in need of a father. Stephanie's husband had run off while she was pregnant with Jessie. Just abandoned his family.
Asshole.
I came up the stairs, ready to get some sleep. I reached the top of the stairs when the bathroom door opened. To my shock, a naked Jessie stepped out. She squeaked in fright at me. I tried not to see her petite body and small breasts before she vanished back into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind him.
That just happened,
I thought, standing there stunned as my wife appeared at the other end of the hallway from our bedroom.
Stephanie was wearing a blue nightie. We were still in that honeymoon phase, and I could tell my wife had been looking forward to some private time. She arched an eyebrow at me as I hurried down the hallway.
"Your youngest just stepped out of the bathroom naked," I said.
She rolled her eyes and moved to the bathroom door. "Jessie, it's not just girls in the house. You can't run around naked all the time."
"Sorry," Jessie said, the door opened. She peeked out wrapped up in a fluffy, pink towel. "My bedroom's just across. I thought it would be fine. I won't do it again." She blushed to her blonde roots and hurried to her door without looking at me.
"Awkward," I said.
"These things happen," my wife said. "So long as you're not perving."
"Never!" I protested. "That's disgusting. They're barely adults. They're my daughters now. I'm not some sort of perv."
My wife smiled. "The look on your face." She laughed as she headed to me. "If I thought for a second you were looking at my girls..."
"You wouldn't have married me?"
"God, no, I'd cut off your balls." She pushed me into the bedroom. "Mmm, now, it's our first night in our new home, and it's bad luck for a married couple not to make love on our new bed."
She kissed me as I kicked the door closed, eager for my first night with my new wife in our new home. I didn't need her daughters. The mother was more than enough for me. She was a sexy thing who made me so hard.
* * *
Stephanie Spiegal
My new husband was so amazing. My first was a deadbeat. Drunk. Drugs. I was glad he went out for smokes and never came back. I knew that James would be a good father. He wouldn't even think about abusing my girls.
We kissed as the music started thudding from Lacey's room. My oldest would come around. I just wished she didn't have such awful taste in music. Oh, well, wouldn't let her stop the fun.
* * *
Stephanie is so glad to have her new husband, but she doesn't want him to leave like her first husband. She won't make the same mistake as last time. She knows just what will keep her new husband from ever leaving her.
She leads her husband down the hallway to the bed.
* * *
James Spiegal
I kissed my wife, so eager to make--
I came up the stairs, ready to get some sleep. I reached the top of the stairs and found my wife waiting at the doorway. It was so quiet. The girls must have gone to bed early. They were probably tuckered out after the move.
Stephanie's first husband had left her for a eighteen-year-old slut and her MILF mother. Just abandoned his family. I would never do that. I had Stephanie. I didn't need jailbait or incest. I just needed my wife.
"Mmm, I have a big surprise for you," Stephanie said as she opened her robes.
She revealed her naked body. Right here in the hallway. I blinked in surprise at her large breasts rising and falling. She licked her lips, her bush trimmed and dripping with her excitement. Her nipples poked hard at her.
"That is a great surprise," I said, moving toward her. My cock hardened in my PJs. I had on flannel bottoms and a shirt, both plaid. "But what if your girls see their mother standing naked with that come-hither look on your face."
"They're
our
girls," she said. "Lacey and Jessie are both so happy to be your daughters. They're glad you adopted them."
"Really, they don't seem that happy about it," I said.
"They're just testing you," she said and opened the door behind her. "They both want to prove that they're your daughters. That you're the man of the house. They are so happy for me." She crooked her finger as she backed into the room. "So get naked and get in here."
I glanced at Jessie's door. Right across from the bathroom. It was so quiet in the house. The girls must be asleep. I pulled off my top then shoved off my pajama bottoms. My hard cock popped out. I thrust out before me. Was I larger than normal? Had I...
