Somebody Else's Daughter P1

Somebody Else's Daughter P1

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Author's notes:

This is my story and may not be copied, sampled, published elsewhere.

The story involves BDSM, interracial sex, incest, cheating, anal sex. Not your thing there's plenty of other stuff to read.

It's hard for me to know where to begin, so please bear with me. I was born and raised in Seattle and I grew up with two sisters and three brothers. We lived in the area between the Ballard district and Fremont in an old Craftsman style house, looking South to the ship canal. From our porch we could see both the Fremont Bridge and the Ballard bridge. Our family went to Immaculate Conception Catholic church on 820 18th Avenue.

I'm a fraternal twin sister, we're the youngest and in a way we destroyed our parent's marriage. My name is Sarah Benedict, I'm twenty one years old now. Jennifer my twin sister lives in Boise, Idaho, we have the whole twin sense going on. I have never been closer to anyone in my life, like everyone else in our family though, it was easier for her to live apart from me.

We are six years younger than all of our siblings. We were raised by our dad, who divorced our mother before our first birthday. We attended Villa Academy from Kindergarten through eighth grade and then Bishop Blanchette for high school. Jennifer ran track and made it to states her junior and senior year. I started out playing both basketball and tennis in the ninth grade, but dropped basketball after that. There being something about six foot two inch left handed tennis players, I was encouraged to focus on tennis.

Serena and Venus Williams were my heroes. I dropped out of high school and joined the tennis tour, but more about that later.

We sat together in virtually every class, given our last name. Like most twins, we'd finish each other's sentences. In a family of six kids bedrooms are a premium so until we were in the fourth grade, we shared an old double bed.

Jennifer talked way before I did. I didn't start until I was almost four years old. We did formal signing a bit, but had our own informal signs we made up. We were in bed one night, I still remember this like it was yesterday (I have an eidetic memory) I said to Jenn, 'Why does daddy hate me.' She burst into tears, hearing the depth of my pain, which caused me to start wailing as I felt her pain.

Kelly our older sister who was seventeen when that happened, came rushing into our room and stared at us.

I said to her, 'Kelly I asked Jenn why Daddy hated me so much and den she cried and, ' Jenn interrupted me to finish, 'then she cried.'

We both had never seen our biological mother and we both thought of her as mom.

She picked me up on one of her hips and hoisted up Jenn on the other hip and she walked out into the living room. Daddy was there with Timmy, David and Johnny and were all watching a Mariner's game.

Kelly said, "Turn that fucking off right now Timmy."

Everyone stared at us. "Tell Daddy what you said Sarah, "Daddy, I asked Jenn why you hated me so much?"

Jenn started wailing and I did too. Kelly slept with us that night. She stayed home from school, so she could talk with Grammy Hazel. Grammy lived in an apartment near the water on the East side of Lake Union. It was a two bedroom condo that she'd rented, from people who'd moved to Arizona.

I was already taller than Jenn and she had red hair and freckles. I had brownish, red hair and freckles.

The biggest difference between us though was that Jenn is white and I'm black.

Technically I'm her half-sister. Our biological white mother had fucked her black boss and then Daddy that same night. When we were older it was explained to us.

BWM (Biological White Mom) had two eggs instead of one that month which were fertilized by two different men. Our doctor who we went to for our physicals for playing sports at Blanchette said, 'It's very rare and the term is heteropaternal superfecundation.'

Kelly later told us that BWM had a long running affair with a former Seattle Supersonic player and he ran a charity foundation and she was an accountant with him. He had the guts to show up at the birthing center at Virginia Mason.

Although Daddy was eight inches shorter than him at six foot one, he had played minor league baseball he tackled my bio dad and beat the living shit out of him.

He'd known of the affair, but supposedly he and BWM had gone to counselling at church and everything was going to be fine.

Jenn came out first. It was like I knew better than to come out but ultimately I did.

Suddenly, everything wasn't going to be fine. I'm getting this out of order, so please, it's hard for me, because really Jenn is the only one that loved me growing up. Kelly was kind, but I reminded her and everyone how our family was destroyed. Not even Grammy Hazel loved me, oh she was nice and everything, but kids know. Jenn would always hug me and we kept up our signing up until we went to different lives.

Because of all the hoop de doo about the destruction of the family and Grammy dying of a stroke, we missed two years of school. In other words we turned eighteen in our sophomore year at Blanchette.

Daddy was an engineer for a big Aerospace firm (Starts with a B) who had offices in Chicago after moving there from Seattle. He travelled back and forth to Chicago, sometimes to South Carolina. Once in a while even to China. His secretary had moved in when we were in the eighth grade, having left her husband because Daddy made more money, which we found ironic, Jenn and I that is.

He was fifty and she was thirty six. We'd only seen pictures of BWM, but Jackie was a dead ringer for her albeit twelve years younger. When Daddy was on the road, she'd disappear. I got in this conversation with her about tennis which she didn't understand and Jenn got into her smart phone and she was fucking a couple of guys and Jenn copied it and texted it to her and me.

We held onto that until the summer when we turned eighteen. Daddy was in Chicago and we caught her before she took off one Friday and showed her our evidences of her treachery, at least we thought it was treachery.

Jackie burst out laughing, "We are swingers, my hubby, I'm still married to is a fucking sissy fagot that got turned by one of my black lovers." She started to walk away and Jenn slapped her so hard that it knocked her on her ass, with the most shocked look on her face.

Something snapped in both of us, the whole twins sense and we became predatorial after a life time of disrespect and shit from people, a new version of us came out. Jenn got some scissors, she was always in charge between us, but it was us against the world as it always had been.

I pushed Jackie on her back and kept her there by using both my knees on her upper arms to hold her in place. Jenn cut through her blouse neck to bottom then cut her lace bra off, right between the cups. She had freckles all over her enormous tits, which were not remotely fake, which made me so wet and that scared me a bit.

Jenn started to cut through Jackie's board shorts and Jackie kicked her in the ribs. I went bat shit crazy slapping her tits, pulling one up by the nipple and back handing it back and forth.

Jenn was recovered enough to say to me in our sign, 'look at her, she likes what you're doing.'

My response was, 'Your turn,' Jenn pushed her legs apart and put two fingers into her cooze and pushed it in and out, then her whole hand was fisting her while I resumed, slapping her tits back and forth and it short order her legs shook and she tried break Jenn's wrist, squeezing her legs shut.

We only wanted her to get us a birth control implant. Jenn and I both had DD-cups and were so hot and thought it was time to get some. Everyone would try to look and see our tits during track meets or tennis matches, a whole bunch of male and female teachers would brush against my very big ass, or even happen to come in the women's locker room to see our tits or asses. Jenn was five foot six and was sexting back and forth with one of the male teachers, who taught civics, but was a lawyer, a rich lawyer who was fifty years old. A month after he bought her butt implants, she was locked into an affair. Ultimately Jenn married his son, but he impregnated her for all of her children, just like BWM six of them. And just like BWM, they were so very black. She had the ace of spades tattooed on her neck, very small and much larger on her ass cheeks. Clearly a size queen. But I'm getting ahead of myself.

I moved in with the women's tennis coach and her hubby who are still dear friends, translated to fuck buddies. I finely met my biological father Alex who BWM was just a side piece and took his very long and bent black pipe deep into my throat and over a two week span fucked his brains out and then was already to give him a choice of me or BWM saying I didn't give a shit about his wife.

I sure as fuck was not going to share that saggy tits, fat ass whore he was fucking.

Let's be clear here, he didn't know I was his daughter. I said my name was Rae (my middle name) Bennet, which was close enough for fucking your daddy. His dick was long and bent downward at about five inches, sort of then which made it easy for him to throat fuck me.

One day I was waiting in the condo his wife knew nothing about, where my BWM would come for liaisons with her sexy black man that with him destroyed our family and I bore the brunt from my half-siblings. I was reconciled that without her cheating with her nigger I would not exist.

She was still a nasty bitch and when the divorce happened she didn't want me and neither did anyone else. He was not on the birth certificate and there'd never been a paternity test. He fucked the shit out of me, he took my ass and was so far up in my cunt when we fucked I could see my tummy distend. He loved it when I locked my feet behind his head. I'd look him in the eyes and say, "Oh Daddy your nigger dick is perfect, I can feel you in my throat, fuck me baby take your baby girl."

'He told his wife there was an emergency with the foundation and that the Trail Blazers wanted his help with the upcoming NBA draft and he'd be in meetings and would call when he could. She was the daughter of the last two pastors at the African American Episcopal Baptist Parish up on 24th East. I googled her earlier in the day and she was an immense woman. Well over three hundred pounds.

He drove a 2010 Maserati Gran Turismo with a Ferrari developed V-8 engine that sounded like a Ford GT40 and just sitting in it at the stop light as the engine throbbed like a muscle car made me wet. We were at the stop light at fifth and University and the vibrations in the seat had me so close.

I said, "Baby girl needs Daddy's dick, let me suck it please, Daddy now, I need your dick."

It was out and that's when he was mine for as long as I wanted him as I inhaled his dick and he had to scooch his seat back the steering wheel could turn with my face buried in his crotch. I used my hands to fondle his tennis ball sized nuts and he humped twice and shot cum for almost ten seconds into my tummy.

There was an old white lady who was looking at me while I wiped some of his jizzm off my chin and licked my fingers and winked at her. I turned to Alex and said in my baby girl voice and said, "Daddy's widdle girl needs dat big old mean dick. I was a bad widdle girl. Is Daddy going to spank me? Daddy, your widdle girl be lonely for dat mean old dick inside me."

I put my hand on his dick which was rock hard, he was so turned on by my baby talk that we almost got in a wreck going to his condo, which was across the street from the Pike Street Market. He fucked me off and all afternoon long. I called my tennis coach and said, I was meeting my biological dad, implying it was the first time.

He ordered Szechwan take out from the International district and Uber Eats got it for us. We watched this sappy movie, that I loved called Pitch Perfect about an acapela group at Barden University. Anna Kendrick played the lead Becca and they prevailed in a competition that both got me to sing with them (I was a soprano) and at the end I cried when they won and she got her boy. He hugged me and I fell asleep in this arms.

He carried me to his bed and in the morning he was on his back and my head was on his shoulder and my big old leg was across his stomach. He had a rock hard dick which was against the bottom of my thigh. I had to pee, so I carefully detached and did my business and there was my dick waiting for me, because it belonged to me. I was beside him where I'd been and I started to suck his dick, just the head at first and when I was aware he was awake I stayed slow and licked it down to his nutsack.

I made love to one of them with lots of spit and tenderness with my tongue and lips, then switched to the other one, Then I pushed his legs up in the air and they rested on my back as I started to rim his rosebud, all around it then I stuck the tip of my tongue into his anus and he groaned and pushed my head in further. All the while I was stroking his meat. I stopped and pulled his dick into my mouth and bobbed vigorously on that thick dick and my middle finger pushed into his anus and he came and came. He filled my mouth up with cum and there was so much it spilled down my face and onto my neck and then on to my tits.

I pushed up on my hands with my mouth open so he see his seed in my mouth and I swallowed it in an exaggerated gulp. I swiped up more of his jizzm off my face and tits and got up from the bed and took a selfie with my phone and sent it to Jenn.

'Holy fuck, who painted your face Sarah?'

'He has a very long black dick and I call him Daddy, his name is Alex, and my name is Rae Bennet.'

'No Sarah, WTF are you doing?!'

'Jenn, I've fallen in love with him. I know it's all fucked up, but my whole life other than you is all fucked up and you have daddy issues too, on't u?'

'Yep I do, what are you going to do honey?'

'I know it won't last, but its okay if I bank some love, isn't it?'

'I can't live without you Sarah I'd die, I'm so scared right now, I'm shivering."

'It's okay, I think I will enter the pro tennis tour this fall, I'm serving in the 125 mph range now and coach says she can get me some sponsors, Santa Clara University has approached the athletic director at Blanchette about NIL money. I don't see myself as being a mother, ever. I'm selfish and a sponge for love and other than you nobody loves me. Alex is my fucktoy, he doesn't love me.

If I get into the tour, I can get my GED for graduation and there's endorsement money. Maybe some rich black man will want to marry me.'

I took a shower and was almost done when Alex came in and scrubbed with a loofa.

At some it turned into making love and there was lube in the hanging thingy on the shower head and it was the third time he fucked my ass, but it was not as frenetic and it really didn't hurt this time.

It's so different from getting fucked in the cunt, to be honest him in my cunt was special too. It's so filling and I can feel it more, in some ways I liked it more and I came so hard that my knees buckled. The warmth of his semen filling up my bowels is what triggered me. There was actually an enema nozzle and with the lube he pushed deep into my anus the warm water filled me up and then caused my belly to bloat and I said, "Stop it hurts."

"A little more Rae and we'll do it two more times."

Finally he pulled it out and said, "Squat over the drain," and he stood up on the bench and I squatted and water and shit poured out of me and the smell made me want to gag, then he was hosing me off.

Instead of the water, it was a flavored douche he poured into a rubber bag. There was a tube with nozzle that went into my gaped ass. He held it up and immediately I knew it was Chanel which is what Jackie wore.

I smelled like a whore. Was I whore? I think for sure I was and I actually felt comfortable with that.

We were both famished. He asked me, "Have you ever eaten or been to Pike Place Market?"

I shook my head no.

He said, "You are in for a treat, do you have some casual stuff?"

"No, but I have a sun dress and some blue pumps, "I said shrugging my eyes questioning him."

He smiled yes.

It was a blue floral dress. Almost a tie dyed background with various fades from one shade of blue to a lighter one. In the foreground was a knotty branch with spring blossoms. There were faux pearl buttons all the way down to my tummy which I left unbuttoned. I wet my hair and pulled it into a tight top ponytail held in place with a scrunchy, I put gel along the side and top. When the ponytail dried it would be in ringlets.

My girls were unbound and I wore a black thong. I had never shaved or waxed my bush. The thong lost the battle with thick curly hair everywhere which was not sexy which meant I went commando. Bare legs with the open toed pumps and five inch heels. I was six foot seven to his six foot ten. He was very dark skinned and I was lighter with freckles on my face and all over my titties. He looked like a darker Steph Curry especially his hair.

He wore a white linen shirt with a light blue pattern running up and down both sides. He had on dark blue stone washed denim pants and woven loafers with no sox.

He came up to me extending his arm for me which I took leaning into him. Leaving the condo and going into the elevator. I looked up for a kiss and received a soft affectionate peck.

I said, "You look so handsome darling."

My heart started pounding, where did that come from?

He said, "I love you Rae. I've never loved anyone in my life before."

With a deep breath I responded, "I told my sister yesterday I was in love with you too."

The area around the market was kind of sketchy with homeless people here and there, but the stalls were incredible, with fruit and vegetables in abundance. Fresh fish markets, ethnic groceries, Philippino food stalls, Bolivian restaurant across the street. He guided us into a restaurant called Lowell's, my head was totally scrambled.

He ordered bagels with lox (salmon preserved by salt and cold smoke) then a crab omelet, black coffee, water, grapefruit juice. I took a selfie with both of us in it, sent it to Jenn, 'he told me he loved me'

Immediately there was a response, 'OMFG no way'

'way, i told him i told you i loved him yesterday, he destroyed my ass this morning, Chanel douche, omfg'

There was no response for a while. The food came and it was incredible, we ate slowly, every second seemed stretched. My phone dinged, 'i am right behind u yes or no, nod' Instead I turned and we hugged.

I said, "Alex, this is my sister Jenn."

To be continued.