DISCLAIMER: No, this story is not real. Hell, it might not even sound realistic. The people are real (although the names have been changed), but that's about it. I'm not big on build-up or character development, so if that's what you're looking for, prepare to be disappointed. I hope you enjoy it, but if you don't I probably won't lose any sleep over it...
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Greg had been in heaven for the last couple of weeks. Since his wife had pretended to catch him fucking her daughter, his life had started to resemble some kind of porn movie. Every morning he would be woken up by one or both of them sucking his cock. The blowjob would last until he came, then they would all go about their day. Later in the evening he would fuck one of them while the other one watched, and a few times he had fucked them both at the same time again. He knew it was wrong to be fucking his stepdaughter, but he just couldn't resist her sexy body, especially now that her own mother was not only condoning it, but joining in on the festivities. He couldn't help but think that it was all too good to be true. Little did he know how right he was.
He had arrived home from work to an empty house. He was a bit disappointed at first, but he was confident that one of the girls would be home before long and that he would have at least one hot girl to fuck. As he walked into the kitchen he noticed a book sitting on the table with an envelope and a handwritten note on top of it. He picked up the note, instantly recognizing Wendy's handwriting.
"Greg," it read. "I have put a bookmark in the book on the table. Please read everything from that point forward, then read what's in the envelope."
Confused, Greg picked up the book and opened it to the marked page. It only took a moment before he realized he was reading Serena's diary. The marked page was July 11th, the same day Greg had first fucked Serena. His heart rate increased as he read his stepdaughters words, describing everything they had done together. It started with her detailed description of the first time he had fucked her; then there was the entry about the gangbang she had experienced at the hands of Greg and his friends; another entry describing the day Greg had first fucked Erin, Serena's best friend; a shorter entry regarding the toys he had bought for them and the threesome they had had later that day; a lengthy description of the orgy that followed, where Greg had fucked Serena and four of her friends; an entry describing how she had watched Greg fuck her mom; and of course several regarding the last three weeks, when Jared had finally been able to fuck Serena with her mother's approval.
Greg couldn't figure out why Wendy would have been reading this, nor could he imagine what she must have been thinking as she read it. Another part of him was angry with Serena for writing these things down in the first place. She had even written about how jealous she was when she had learned that Erin's period was late, and that there was a chance she was pregnant with Greg's child. She confessed to her diary that she would love to carry Greg's baby, and that she hoped she would get that chance one day.
He put the book down and picked up the envelope. Tearing it open, he pulled out another note, also written in Wendy's handwriting.
"Greg," it read. "I don't know where to start. The last couple of weeks have been both exciting and taboo. I wanted to find out what Serena was writing in her diary about it, so I snuck a peek when she was at work. Needless to say I was quite surprised to find out that you had been fucking my daughter behind my back. Initially, I was furious, but then I began to feel foolish as well. I had just been played by my husband and my daughter, the two people I love the most in this world. My anger grew when I found out that you had treated her like a worthless whore, passing her around to get fucked by all of your friends. I can't even describe how much more angry I got when I found out that you had fucked Serena and four of her best friends.
"I don't know what to do," the note continued. "I don't see how I can stay married to you. You and Serena both betrayed me in a very hurtful way. I will eventually forgive Serena, because she's my daughter and I have to, but I don't see how I could ever forgive you.
"Serena and I are at my parents' place. Please do not try to contact either of us. I would appreciate it if you would take your things and stay in a hotel for the next little while until we can figure out what to do with the house. I will call you when I am ready."
Greg stood in shocked silence, staring at the note in his hand. He collapsed back down into one of the kitchen chairs and began to cry.
A week later Greg was sitting in his hotel room, reading a book when he heard a knock at the door. He got up and glanced through the peephole, recognizing Serena on the other side. He unlocked the door and opened it, standing face-to-face with her for the first time since before the note.
