Author's Note: Hello! Just a quick thank you for the surprising rating from my last story!
This was actually a pretty big project and still have a ton to write, but I figured I would at least post the first couple chapters on here now so that anyone interested in getting to know the characters, and understanding the story as a whole a little more, they absolutely can. I actually had a lot written up already just sitting and waiting for me to decide what I wanted to do with it all.
Please feel free to give me any critiques/advice/suggestions!! I really want to get better at all aspects of writing so anything is greatly appreciated, thank you so much, and I hope you enjoy.
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Meeting Bev and Dani (MAR 2014)
After I turned 18 in March 2014, my dad started dating a girl named Beverley, or "Bev," for short. She looked like she was in her mid-30's, bright blue eyes, with straightened dirty blonde hair, maybe about 5' 5" (1.65 m) tall, with DD natural breasts. She also had a daughter a few years older than me named Dani, who was 20 years old, also had blue eyes. She had brunette hair, and was about the same height as her mother, with size 34D breasts.
Usually, my dad dated a lot of people and after a while when they argued they would break up and he would move on, so I didn't really intend to get to know them well. I would just stick to the TV or play video games.
Spending time at his house was a little more boring than usual nowadays though, because now that my actual sister left our hometown, I wouldn't have anyone else to really hang out with when I went there to visit.
The first time I met them was for a 'birthday meal,' which I feel like was just an excuse to have dad try to show Bev he was a good dad because it wasn't a very normal thing for us to do.
He drove an F150 dark reddish/purple truck, which is how I knew when he got to our house because it was big, loud, and obnoxious.
I grabbed my backpack of clothes and a couple other things since I was probably going to start staying there from here on out, said goodbye to my grandma and gave her a long hug, and told her that I'll come back soon to visit her and probably grab some more things, and headed down the driveway to the truck.
I glanced briefly to the truck cab on my way, trying to avoid awkward eye contact. Dad was in the driver seat, Bev was in the passenger seat, both were on their phones. Bev was wearing a long-sleeved black shirt, with her hair pulled over on one side. She looked pretty, from what I could see, but given the situation of me probably having to move and switch schools I didn't really care.
When I opened the door, I stopped for a half second and saw Dani. She was wearing some sort of Doctor Who black t-shirt and some jewelry on her neck and wrist; her brunette hair looked really nice like she had just gotten out of a shower a couple hours ago. She smiled at me, I nodded back, took off my backpack and hopped in.
"Son, this is Bev, and that's Dani back there." They both looked over and smiled lightly. We all exchanged 'hi's' and 'nice to meet you's,' as he pulled the truck out of the driveway and drove towards the restaurant.
"So what do you like to do in your free time sweetie?" Bev asked me.
"Um, I guess really just playing video games, I don't really do much else." Both her and Dani gave sort of a silent nod as they looked out their windows, which usually meant 'wow that's neat, I don't.' Most people I met thought video games were nothing but a colossal waste of time.
"What about you guys?" I asked.
"I like to make art, like painting and drawing specifically." Dani replied.
"I'm more interested in just reading a good book, and I also like to travel and take pictures as well," said Bev.
"Cool," I commented as I watched us pulling into a parking lot. We had just arrived at the restaurant, it was an Italian spot.
When we all got out, I got a better look at what the girls were wearing. It was kind of subconsciously, not necessarily something I was waiting for. Bev was wearing tight sweatpants, which revealed that she actually had a pretty thick and round ass.
Dani was wearing skinny jeans, which showed the same, however hers was a little smaller than Bev's, but it still was in really good proportions to her body, she was not flat by any means. I did my best to not look for long, but my horny self was definitely attracted to looking at ass/tits when girls' clothes showed off their physique.
After we got inside, we all sat at a booth, Dani sitting next to me, dad and Bev adjacent to us. After looking at the menu forever (I was always indecisive with food), I chose the chicken parmesan. Both the girls got some type of spaghetti, and dad got a meatball sub with a beer.
"So what grade are you going in when school starts up, Jake?" Bev asked me.
"I'll be going into 12th grade," I said.
"Oh that's amazing! Have you thought about what you want to do after you graduate?" She responded.
"Not really, I don't know what I want to do. I like psychology, and video games, so maybe try to go to college for one of those things." I said.
Dad looked over and said, "you should think about joining the Navy like your sister."
I looked back at him. "Yeah, I don't know. I like that school would be free, but I don't know how much free time I would have for it. I've been thinking about it though, I'll probably ask her about it when we can talk more than just letters or emails."
I could see that talking about this sort of peaked Dani's interest because she stopped scrolling on her phone and was watching us talk. That, or she was just hungry/bored and wanted her food here already.
"Well even if you are still just thinking about it, I think that is very honorable and brave of you to consider joining the service" Bev said.
I sort of shrugged and smiled back. I always thought that the whole thanking people for their service thing was kind of awkward, like what do you say to that? It was a lot weirder when people said anything like that to me though, because I still hadn't even joined yet, I was just thinking about it.
"When's your first day back at school?" Dad asked.
"I think it's like 19 August or something," I said.
"Well, we were thinking about going on a camping trip and going floating down the river around the weekend of the 9th, I'd like you to come with us." Dad said. Damn. I wish he would have said that first so I could have pushed the date up more and wouldn't have to go.
I didn't mind camping, but without my sister, it's probably just going to be this whole awkward get-to-know-you stuff the whole time. But now I didn't really have a choice, I wasn't good at lying on the spot anyways. "Okay, yea sure that sounds like fun," I replied.
By this time, all our food had arrived. Everyone got quiet because we were all really hungry, and the food was amazing. This was one of those Italian restaurants that had homemade style food and seasoning, not your typical chicken parm and spaghetti meals.
As I was eating, I looked around the restaurant to take in the atmosphere. The walls went from a beige color to a dark blue in other parts of the interior, with wooden accents for the shelves and picture frames. Plants/flowers were placed throughout, along with typical Italian restaurant decor, such as mini busts/sculptures, wine bottles, and traditional artwork.
As I was looking around, I noticed a small slurping sound which caught my attention. But then I remembered Bev and Dani were eating spaghetti. I always tried to spin the noodles around my fork and eat the noodles all at once, but they ate it by putting a bite of noodles in their mouth, pressing their lips around the noodles, and sucked them up.
They seemed to be really good at it too, because that was also the first time I heard anything after they had been eating for a few minutes. Most people that eat them that way are either constantly slurping and trying to get all the noodles, making a mess with sauce splattering from the noodles flying everywhere, or just can't provide enough suction to get the noodles up.
But they seemed almost methodical about it. The noodles seemed to just obey their mouths, all going in uniformly, not splashing around fighting it at all. I noticed then that Dani and Bev had the same style lips. They looked very soft, and plush. Some people didn't really have any sort of lips, and some had way to much.
But to me, their lips both seemed about the perfect size anyone would want, both just looking like perfect pillows from all sides as they pressed in....Then I realized I was rock hard under the table. I probably looked too long too, because now everyone was halfway done with their meals and I only had a couple bites.
I did this thing I usually did when I got hard in public, I acted like I was scratching my stomach or repositioning my shirt, and at the same time grabbed my pants waist, and put my cock under it, so that it laid flat against my stomach. This way, you could only see the tip from my angle if my shirt was up, but my shirt covered my waist so I never had to worry. Then, I went back to my meal.
After we finished eating, dad paid for the meal, and we headed back to the truck. My erection finally subsided so I didn't have to worry about that anymore, I just made sure not to try to look at the girls' asses on our walk.