Broken Homes - Revised
by JH-1
Shattered marriages lead to an idealic life style
This story is strictly fiction. As an author, I don't have any siblings. If you like this story, or don't, please vote. The author would appreciate. Thanks. All rights reserved.
Setting: Possum Kingdom Lake, North Texas
Characters:
My sister: Sharron
Her Daughters: Tina and Trish
My Son: Roy
Myself: Jerry
(Everyone in this story is 18 or older)
This story takes place over several years, as the children grow older and have kids of their own.
My wife and I had a bad breakup. I found she had been cheating on me with another man. I had decided on another career and had been attending a school on outboard motors. When I came home I caught them. A divorce followed with our son electing to stay with me.
A little background:
Roy, my son, was still in high school about to start his senior year.
My dad had found a large log house on two acres of ground near "Hells Gate" on Possum Kingdom Lake and bought the place. The house had 4 bedrooms, 2 ½ baths, a large kitchen / den, with decks front and back.
Over the years my sister Sharron and I had spent many happy vacations at the lake with mom and dad.
As time went on, my sister and I both married and had moved away to start our own lives and families.
After my wife and I split the blanket, dad approached me about moving to the house on P.K.Lake. Dad had heart trouble, so he and mom hadn't been able to use the place.
He said "Since you have been to a school on outboard motors why don't you move up to the lake and open a repair shop there?"
I thought... a repair shop right on the lake. There isn't one. The nearest was in a small town about 15 miles away and the old man that ran it would not work on Mercury motors.
It sounded like a good idea. I was feeling at loose ends anyway, so I bought the place from dad.
When I got home that evening, Roy was studying. I fixed supper for us and while we were eating I asked him if he would like to move to P.K. Lake and live in the log home there.
Roy jumped at the chance. He would need to change schools, but he wasn't involved in anything that would hold him where he was.
In a couple of weeks school was out for the summer. I sold the condo we were living in and moved to the lake.
Now, the rest of the story:
The log home was in surprisingly good shape so we didn't have much to do to make it livable.
The floating boat house needed some repair though. It was covered with corrugated steel sheets and time had taken its toll, so it wasn't in the best of shape. Roy and I quickly repaired it by replacing some sheets as required.
Dad had bought a 21 ft. Star Craft boat with a four cylinder Chevy inboard outdrive. We changed the spark plugs and a short run out on the lake showed it to be in excellent shape.
The next thing was a 20' by 80' shop. That would give me (4)20' wide x 20' deep bays so I could work on outboards and outdrives. I placed the building near the water with a concrete drive to get to it from the road that ran in front of the place. I also poured a ramp into the lake with a powered trolley so I could accept a boat from the lake.
I was about to hang my shingle out advertising the outboard shop when disaster struck.
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My sister Sharron called me from West Texas to say her husband had been killed in an oil well accident. Sis was devastated. I could almost feel her wringing her hands over the phone.
"Sis, I'm coming to get you and the girls. I've bought the place on P.K. from dad and that's where Roy and I live now. I'll explain it all to you on the way back here.
I had an SUV, so I gassed up and Roy and I headed for West Texas. Several hours drive brought us to where they lived.
My sister and my nieces met us at the door and I gathered all three in my arms, telling them it was going to be OK.
In the next few days we made arrangements for the funeral and sold their home. I rented a large U-Haul trailer to move their belongings to P.K. Lake.
The trip back was pretty somber. All the girls were lost in their own thoughts. We stopped at a restaurant on the way back to eat and continued our trip.
As we headed East the landscape changed from dry, almost dessert like, to trees and foliage. My nieces hadn't been raised here so their interest began to pick up. When we pulled in to the place at P.K. they couldn't believe the greenery and trees that were everywhere.
The rest of the day was spent unloading the trailer and getting them situated in our log home. Tina and Trish took one large bedroom that had two beds. Their mother Sharron took another.
Suddenly it dawned on me. The place was full of family. I felt like my family had finally come home.
My sister had been watching me and she quietly said "Thank you Jerry. I don't know what we would have done if it hadn't been for you."
"You're welcome sis. I know this thing is hard on all of you, but I want you to understand. With you and the girls here I feel like this place is now a home."
We started getting the nieces transferred to the school that Roy was attending. The kids were all 18 and seniors and had one more year of high school. I told Roy to start taking the SUV when school started, so he could take his cousins.
As the summer went on everything seemed to settle down. Sharron had been making a bunch of sketches of West Texas while she lived there and she started turning them in to oil paintings. We found a gallery in Ft.Worth that started showing her work.
Suddenly her paintings became much in demand and started selling briskly.
Come to find out, the nieces were as good as their mother and started making water color paintings of the lake and surrounding area. The gallery became interested in them as well. Those watercolor paintings became as much in demand as Sharron's West Texas paintings.
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With some advertising, locally, I got my outboard motor business going. It caught on quickly and suddenly Roy and I had almost more business than we could handle. (I had taught Roy how to work on outboards and had it not been for him I don't know what I'd have done.)
One Saturday evening late the sky got black and the thunder started rolling in. There were flashes of lightening and I told my sister and the girls it was going to rain. We had finished our evening meal and walked out on the back deck when it did start raining.
Suddenly there was a big flash of lightening and a clap of thunder that rattled the windows of the house. The lightening struck a dead tree nearby and the power went out.
My nieces started screaming. Since they had been raised in West Texas they had never seen this sort of violent weather. I told them not to worry and started lighting candles that I kept for just this reason.
The rain really began to pelt down hard and it started hailing. The hail stones were about dime size, but they quickly covered the ground.
Sharron was scared and shaking, so I told her to come and sleep with me.
Roy was talking to Tina and Trish, telling them not to worry, that everything would be alright.
We got to my bedroom and started to undress. "Hey" I said. "I get to sleep with my sister tonight.
Sis there's something you need to know. Ever since we were younger I've wanted you in my bed and wanted to make love to you."
My sisters eyes grew big and she said "My god Jerry, why haven't you ever said anything. I would have gone to bed with you in a heartbeat."
We couldn't get out of our clothes fast enough.
Suddenly Sharron and I were kissing and touching one another. My hands drifted to the cheeks of her firm ass and I pulled her to me. "God sis, I've wanted this for so long."
"Me too Jerry...make love to me."
I inhaled one of her titties.
Sis gasped and said "Oh god yes Jerry I like that...do em both."
I did.
I kissed lower until I could lick the lips of her pussy.
"OH! Jerry...you...I...oh god, don't stop.
I didn't. I found the hole I was searching for and plunged my tongue into her pussy as far as I could go. Her hips flew up and I almost became dislodged.
Her juices had a very pleasant tangy taste that I liked very much. I licked back up the lips of her pussy until I found her clit. I sucked it into my mouth to give it a serious tongue lashing.
My sister started cumming and didn't stop. She finally pushed me off, saying "Oh god Jerry that's enough. I can't take any more."
I kissed her and told her she tasted delicious.
"Jerry, you've got to fuck my pussy ...NOW."
I positioned my hard cock at the entrance to her pussy and slowly sank into her until I could go no more.
"Oh god yes" she said. "Don't stop."
My cock isn't extremely long, but is rather big around. I started moving slowly, to allow sis to become used to my size. Her hips began to thrust and I knew it was time to speed up.
"Jerry don't you dare pull out. Make me cum. I...OHHHHH, it's gonna happen...it's...AGHHH, YESSSSSSSS.
Sharron said "Oh god Jerry I want you to cum in my pussy."
I was still pumping her pussy, but her words sent me over the edge. Suddenly I was flooding her hot pussy with spurts of cum. Finally the spurts stopped and I rolled over so that sis was on top.
"My god sis, you've got an amazing pussy. You know that once won't be enough don't you?"
"I hope not. Nobody ever licked my pussy like you just did. When you started lashing my clit...I just lost it. Yes I want more, a lot more."
Sis wanted "Doggy" style, so we did it that way. I leaned over where I could fondle her tits with one hand, while I cupped her pussy with the other. I placed my thumb on her clit and began rolling it around. It sent her into a mind blowing orgasm. Several more times that night we fucked each other until we both passed out.
The sun was well up the next morning when I woke up with Sharron sucking my dick.