All Novel Sweet
21
Father & Son Nail the Twin Sluts
Kristen was at her mall with her older sister and her younger sister. Plus her brother and father. There was a sale going on, and the three daughters had convinced their father to take them. Their mother was doing shoots for her next indie horror movie.
It would be so much fun if she did make porn, thought Kristen, her hand straying to her large purse that held her journal. That story was in there, plus the one she had written last night.
It’s so wonderful that Carter and Natalie are dating now. I knew they would hit it off. Natalie had told Kristen how she had snuck off to make her move last night. I must be good at judging people because I thought the same thing.
Of course, Natalie never dreamed she was an elven princess. That only happened in her stories.
“Here we are!” declared Sheila. At twenty-one, she was the oldest of the four Miller children. “Look at those prices. Oh, my god! Come on!”
“Yes,” gasped Britney, the youngest at eighteen. She darted in, her brown pigtails swaying behind her.
“We’ll meet back here in an hour,” Dad said.
“Oh, you’re not coming, Dad?” Kirsten asked. She had this naughty idea of writing a story of her two sisters putting on a sexy striptease for Daddy in the store. Oh, well.
“Naw,” said Dad. “You girls try not to spend too much money.”
Kristen headed in and almost immediately bumped into a pair of girls in the uniforms of the expensive private school, St. Tatiana. An exclusive, all-girls school that cost more for a year than many colleges. They were both gorgeous girls. Twins. They had blonde hair with pink highlights and looked sexy in their tartan skirts and crisp, white blouses.
“Ugh, watch where you’re going,” said one of the twins, her voice nasally and vapid.
“Cha, watch it,” the other twin said and almost marched over Kirsten.
Turning to watch them head out of the store, an idea burst in her mind. She hurried to the small restroom and darted inside. Inspiration had struck. Screw shopping, she had such a naughty story to write about those two sluts getting fucked by her…
Father and brother.
* * *
The two twins are out of sight of their overbearing mommy and prowling the mall for cocks. Before leaving the clothing store, they roll up tartan skirts so the fabric barely covers their asses. They’re wearing thongs beneath, so they’re risking flashing everyone. Then they tie their blouses beneath their firm breasts to show off their midriffs.
And lower back.
They have naughty tramp stamps tattooed on them. One twin has “Bareback Only” in cursive script. The other has, “Deposits Wanted”
The two sluts are tarted out and ready to prowl the mall for the biggest dicks they can find. And none have bigger dicks than my daddy and big brother. When Daddy spots those sluts, he knows it’s time to teach Carter how to fuck barely legal poon.
It’s a father’s duty to make sure his son knows how to pound the skanks and give them the dicks they crave so much.
* * *
Carter Miller
I texted my new girlfriend Natalie as I waited for my sisters to finish their cloth shopping. I liked to go to the mall to hit up the game shop, but now I was just having fun chatting with Natalie. Last night had been amazing.
The dream we had shared had been hot. Taking her virginity while thinking she was my elf princess, and I was an ogre had been wild. I didn’t get how we both experienced it, but I hadn’t gotten much sleep at all.
I didn’t care.
Fueled by Red Bull, I was telling Natalie about the D&D campaign. She wanted to give it a try. Play an elven priestess. That would be fun. I was helping her with the character study when Dad nudged me in the side.
“Huh?” I asked then realized he was pointing out two girls coming out of the clothing store.
My jaw nearly dropped. They were gorgeous and dressed so sluttily. Like something out of a rap video or a porno. I mean, they were schoolgirls. Trashy schoolgirls with skirts so short that the tartan cloth barely covered their rumps. They had their blouses tied beneath their big tits. Were those fake?
They had tramp stamps, too. I couldn’t believe what I was reading on them. “Bareback Only” was written on one and “Deposit Only” on the other. A throb of heat shot through me and raced up my cock. I couldn’t believe it.
“God, I love coming to the mall,” Dad said. “You don’t just find sluts like that just wondering around anywhere else. Two girls looking for dick.”
I couldn’t believe my dad was talking like this. I glanced at him as I saw the hunger in his eyes.
“We should do something about that,” he said. “They need a pair of dicks. Come on, son. While your sisters are shopping, we can get our wicks wet.”
“Dad!” I gasped, shocked. “What about Mom.”
“Oh, she’s going to love hearing about this,” Dad said, putting his hand on my shoulder.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I stared at my dad like he was an alien.
“Listen, son, I know you got into that cute Natalie’s panties last night,” he said. “Got yourself a girlfriend. That’s great. Girls love men, and they know men have to sow their seeds. You fuck the sluts and come back to your woman and tell her all about it. Makes her wet, then you get to have more fun.”
“Really?” I said as Dad pushed me towards them. “That’s how women are.”
“Yep,” he said. “Let’s go. Come on. We have a chance here to get some barely legal poon. Damn, this is a great day.”
Dad and I caught up with those girls. Other guys were already circling. The sort of studs that didn’t play D&D like me. What chance did I have to get those girls’ attention? But Dad was moving in for the kill. He didn’t care. Those guys were holding back. He was going in with such bold confidence.
Dad put his hand right beneath the skirt of the twin that had “Deposit Only.” He squeezed her rump. I couldn’t believe how… amazing my dad was. He grinned at the slut. She quivered there as he groped the rich bitch’s ass.
“I got a big load that needs depositing,” he said.”
“Oh, do you,” cooed the slut. She pressed against him, loving his hand on his rump.
“What about me?” the other twin purred.
“My son’s got one, too,” said Dad, thumbing back to me.
Bareback glanced at me. Her eyes lit up with delight. She bit her lower lip and purred, “He’s cute. Can he match his old man?”
“Sure,” said Dad. “He’s just shy. Come up and say high to these sluts, Carter.”
I moved up beside the other girl, wanting to put my hand on her rump. I swallowed and chickened out, going for her lower back. Right over that tramp stamp advertising she wanted raw dicks. Did she want to get bred?
“Mmm, don’t be shy,” she purred. “I’m Amy and that’s Emmy.”
“Carter,” I said as she reached behind her and pushed my hand down to at least grab her ass through her skirt. “Nice to, um, meet you.”
“Let’s hope he’s better with his tongue than his words,” purred Amy. “You know how to eat pussy.”
“Sort of.” I had that dream where I devoured Natalie’s princess pussy. Her cunt had been too sloppy for me to want to go down on after we’d woken up.
“He’s my son,” said Dad. “I’ll give him some pointers. We’ll have you two sluts buttered up in no time. And lucky for you, I’m a member of the Premier Club.”
The girls grinned. “Of course you are.”
Premier Club? Then I remembered this part of the mall where there was a locked door. An exclusive place. I had heard rumors of it being a sex club, but I just dismissed that. Was Dad a member of it? That was wild.
* * *
There is a special place in the mall where the rich whores go for dicks. A VIP place. It’s exclusive. All the trollops that troll the mall for dicks go there. So many whores prowl the mall, and the twins are no exception.
They’re away from their uptight mother and want to get fucked. That’s where they’ll get pounded hard. And they’ll be paid. They’re providing a service to the husbands that are dragged along by their wives–or fathers by their daughters.
Store discounts. Points to apply to their purchases. The more times they visit, the more shallow, materialistic things they get. Everyone wins. Orgasms are shared. Guy and slut satiate their itches. It’s perfect.
And Carter’s about to get his first taste of this world. Natalie will understand. Guys have their needs.
* * *
Carter Miller
“Natalie will understand, right?” I asked as Dad swiped the card.
“Of course,” said Dad. “They’re just sluts, right girls?”
“Right!” The twins cooed together, their voices purring with their whorish delight.
Amy winked at me. “Your girlfriend won’t get jealous. Buy her something nice today. She’ll understand.”Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.
“We’re just whores,” Emmy added. “Looking for big dicks! Ooh, and your Daddy has a big one!”
Amy squeezed mine as the door opened. I shuddered as the girl kneaded my dick. Last night, I had been a virgin, now… This was incredible. My D&D buddies would never believe this. It was almost unreal that this place existed in the mall.
It was dark. Music thumped. We passed rooms that were occupied. Other men were enjoying other tarts in there. We came to one that was unlocked. Dad opened it and smacked Emmy on the ass as she went in there. Amy followed, shaking her rump.
I swallowed and followed Dad in. We were going to fuck these two sluts. I had never thought father/son bonding could be something like this.
Both girls crawled over onto the bed, their skirts sliding up to expose their shaved pussies between their thighs. They both were dripping wet. They wiggled their asses at us. I shuddered at how hot this was. I wanted to be in those sluts.