My birth mom, Crystal, is anything but a model citizen. Even to this day, she has a hard time keeping her shit together and struggles to keep a job and to stay out of rehab or jail. Last time I had to go downtown to bail her out, she had gotten caught trying to sell a stolen TV at a pawn shop. Her counselor tells me I'm codependent because after I got her out I gave her the sixty bucks she needed for a quick fix but I can't help it. I love her and I can't stand watching her cry or just lay there in that sad stupor itching herself. When she's sober she's one of the most beautiful women you've ever seen. She still rarely showers or combs those long, dirty blonde curls, her teeth have a light yellow tint, she wears white tanks that are tight enough to show every slight curve of her tiny titties and leggings that still manage to be loose on her, but somehow, she still has an almost blinding shine about her. All the cops in town, except my dad, are smitten by her mind numbing smile and charming personality. For being so fucked up, she's very sweet and her bitchy side only comes out when she's looking for that next high or when she has to face my other mom.
Brandy is the exact opposite. She's bitchy twenty-four/seven and she always has a stuffy look on her face. I wouldn't describe her as pretty, her hair is short and always well kept, she has nice big boobs that poke out from her button up sweaters and a firm ass that fills out her khakis but she still manages to always look plain. She doesn't have an illegal drug problem but she chugs booze by the gallon while the younger kids are in school. Everyone in town, except my dad, hates her and I don't blame them because she defines the word cunt, except for to me. She has always been sweet.
So you can imagine what a joy it is to have these two lovely ladies together in one room. The air is always filled with icy stares, snide remarks, and way too much perfume but you have to know I'm a sucker for punishment because it has always been my dream or should we say, dark twisted fantasy to help them get along like normal people.
I invited them both over to the apartment dad had hooked me up with on my eighteenth birthday. They both thought they were coming over separately to help me set up the place and I definitely needed the help since all I had currently were a few dishes and a queen-size bed set up in my room. I'm not gonna lie. I was pretty nervous, having them in the same building was explosive enough but the thought of trying to get them both naked and slobbing the same knob was nothing but frightening. I'd never fucked either one of them or even come close but I had walked in on Brandy vibing herself more than once and sometimes I'd even stood there and watched her and she hadn't complained. Crystal wasn't shy at all. She'd walk around the house completely naked when I was there and would even serve me breakfast that way sometimes. So I was comfortable with both of their bodies and they both loved my cocky confidence but the trick would be getting them both to relax and I think I had already figured out how to do it.
Brandy showed up first and brought an armful of curtains. Before she walked in I already had a nice bottle of vodka and a glass of ice waiting for her. She set the curtains down and poured herself a drink.
"Thanks kiddo." She said in her deep voice. "You definitely know what your mom likes. I've got a cake out in the car but I'm waiting to get you a present until you tell me what you want."
I stepped close to her and she leaned in for a hug but I reached around and cupped both of her ass cheeks with my hands. "You know damn well what I want." I said, as I pulled her close enough to feel my throbbing cock against her crotch and I planted a kiss on her thin lips."
"God! Devon." She said. "I'm your mom. You can't do that." But I could see the flirty blush that took over her face and I knew that she liked it.
"I'm a man now Brandy and I plan to prove it to you with every last inch of my meat sword."
She had seen my cock plenty of times, so it was no secret that I was well armed and ready to do some more damage to that tender little snatch.
She blushed even more as she put her hand on my firm chest and looked me up and down. "Yes you are." she said.
Brandy and I had been to the gym together at least three times a week over the last few years so we had developed quite a strong bond both emotionally and physically and we both knew exactly what the other had to offer. I leaned in for another kiss but she pushed on my chest. "At least let me finish my first drink you rabid animal."
While she was doing that I carried the curtains into the living room and started trying to figure out which ones should go where. I could feel her hungry eyes following me with every step, so I made sure to stretch up on my tip toes and let her have a taste of every flexed muscles as I lifted the curtain rods up over my head. I grew slightly lightheaded at the thought of my stepmother's cooch getting soaked because of me. I wanted to just go grab her and finish her off immediately but instead I kept working as she swallowed more liquid courage.
When the last curtain was hung and the house was finally looking a little bit like a home. Brandy called for me.
"Hey Honey, it looks beautiful. Could you come get me some more ice."
"Of course." I responded in a hurry but ice was the last thing on my mind until I felt it on my fingers. I filled up her glass but kept one piece in my hand. It seemed like the perfect way to warm up this coldhearted bitch. When she leaned back to take a drink, I popped open the top two buttons of her sweater and rubbed the cube up and down her cleavage. She jolted backwards and almost spilled some booze but she caught herself, relaxed and took another sip. I popped another button, reached inside her bra and rubbed the cube directly on her erect nipple. I braced myself to get slapped but she let out a very pleasurable moan. I figured since there were only positive vibes going on, I might as well go for the gold. I undid her belt, unzipped her pants and reached down past her panties to send a little chill through her clit. Just then the front door swung open and Crystal walked through.
"What the fuck is going on in here!" She yelled.
