Kendall lies by omission.

Kendall smiles as she lingers by her car. Jackson has taken polite interest in her James as her father before, but she has always avoided an answer and he never pries. His interest is not in getting answers out of her, because he suspects no infidelity. Instead, he is trying to show support for the rekindling of her relationship with her mother, which has long been a source of strife for her. Jackson, always kind, knows about the distance that her mother always kept her at and is glad to see that shrinking.

This is part of why Jackson is so permissive toward her behavior. He understands her hurt and is willing to endure lonely nights to see it healed. If he has to be called a cuck as a joke that he hates, he figures it is worth it. His relationship with Kendall will always heal, he reasons, but they only have a short amount of time to mend her relationship with her mother.

The sad truth, however, is that Kendall’s relationship with her mother is good, and her late night trips are for James and not Paige. She, of course, still thinks of James as the one who brought her family together, but she cannot find the right way to explain that to Jackson. So, she simply tells him that she has a new father-in-law in the making and leaves it at that.

She shrugs. “I don’t know. There’s not much to say. He’s a real man.” She blushes as she says it and avoids his eyes, hoping the sleight didn’t land. Jackson is good but lacking in key ways. “A manly man. He’s big. Likes beer and watching sports, and mom is crazy about him. So is Oliver.”

Jackson stares at his feet, and Kendall can tell the blow landed. She knows he is comparing himself against an imaginary older man that he imagines James to be. If he knew the truth, she thinks, he would be openly weeping. He chances a look into her eyes and says, “He sounds great. You seem kind of smitten with him, too.”

Forcing a smile onto her face as cruelty takes over, Kendall cocks her hips to one side and glares at him. She likes Jackson, even loves him most of the time, but she doesn’t like this. While he has the right to be jealous, she doesn’t want him to be. She doesn’t want the two parts of her life to slip into each other, to collide, and the jealousy he feels when she is with him is jealousy that spoils their limited and already colorless time together. “What’s wrong, cuck? Worried you might be replaced?”

Jackson frowns and can feel anger rising in him. He takes a deep breath and reminds himself of her trauma. “Kendall, please, I’ve asked you not to call me that. The girls are starting to say it.”

Kendall, gently rebuked and upset for his kindness, crosses her arms over her breasts and glares at him. “Well, I’ll stop calling you a cuck when you stop acting like one.” They make eye contact, and she arches one eyebrow to let him know that she is not backing down.

Jackson’s frown deepens and another deep sigh follows. Rather than push, he relents, saying, “Fine. I’m sorry. You’ve just been away a lot lately. Sometimes, it feels like I’m competing with this mysterious new father of yours.”

Still guilty and still angry with herself, Kendall finds it difficult to continue displacing it onto him. She touches Jackson lightly on the shoulder and says, “Don’t worry, sweetie. We’ll be leaving soon, and then we’ll be too far away for me to see him…them…all the time.” A part of her wants to weep thinking about it, and suddenly her pussy feels empty. Jackson’s smile, though, helps to warm her heart and eats away at some of the guilt.

“I guess that’s true,” he says bashfully, and he opens her car door for her like a true gentleman. “And then, you’ll be all mine.”

“All yours,” Kendall agrees, and she spares him a clandestine kiss on the cheek before climbing into the car.

Kendall pulls out of the drive slowly and blows Jackson another kiss, this one meant for his lips and his heart. In the back of her head and buried deep in her heart, she keeps a dream that she doesn’t even acknowledge to herself, a wish that moving away will free her from James. She hopes that James’ vengeance will be offset by his laziness, and that with distance put between them she will go back to normal and be able to be the wife Jackson deserves, not the slut that James demands.

These thoughts remain buried, however, and disappear from thought on the short drive to her mother’s house. Commitment is replaced by lust, and devotion replaced by thoughtless hunger. She is moist upon arrival and already convinced of her own failure. The problem is that her love for Jackson is lesser to her than her need of James. She strips her t-shirt and pants outside of the car and leaves them folded in the driver’s seat. She removes her bra, too, and then locks the car doors before walking to the front door.

She knocks and is greeted by Oliver in pink lingerie. His tiny penis is visibly erect inside of his sheer, silken panties, and Kendall smiles at the sight of him. She has yet to have a real conversation with her brother about Jackson about James. Every time she visits he is too busy cleaning or cooking to say much of anything at all, and even at family meals he remains demure and waits on James like a ****. He seems happy, however, always giving lipstick smeared smile whenever they meet. Like Paige and Kendall both, Oliver seems utterly infatuated with James and entirely incapable of refusing him.

Oliver walks her up the stairs to the living where Paige and James are seated, half-naked, on the couch. Paige already has James’ briefs off and is stroking his hard dick against her lips. She winks when she sees Kendall and plants a wet kiss on his slippery, swollen crown. Then, parting her lips, she sucks James into her mouth. Kendall, seeing them together, nearly forgets Jackson altogether.

The strangest part of her Kendall's new life isn't that she became James' slut. He was always abusive and degrading to her, treating her more like property than a person, so for her to be degraded as she has isn't strange even if the pleasure is. No, the strangest part about becoming James' slut has been becoming her mother's daughter again. Paige's hard life of **** had hurt Kendall as much as it has hurt Paige and had been instrumental, Kendall believes, in landing Kendall as a single, teenage mother when she first met James.

Kendall has always been **** to fit in, **** to find love where she could. Penelope's father and his family were the replacement Kendall thought she needed. When she got pregnant, she was terrified and went to them for comfort, but comfort never materialized. While not physically abusive, Penelope's father was not there. He cheated on her and eventually left her, not even being good enough to pay child support.

James appeared to her shortly after and preyed upon her weakness. She was still young, and he harassed her at work until she agreed to go on a date with him out of a **** attempt to get him to leave her alone. Then he got her pregnant, and she stayed with him out of homeless acceptance, telling herself that she was lucky that James stayed, too. It wasn't until Jackson came along that she found hope again, and through him she learned that she could be better and that she deserved better.

Now, she is engaged to man she loves while being the secret sex **** of a man she hates and, strangely, the latter is what brought her mother back into her life. Jackson had tried to help but didn't have the power required to make her mother chance. Paige has no interest in his kindness and seems only to respond to James' cruelty, but it was that cruelty that fixed her, **** her to give up ****, and brought her crashing back into Kendall. It is James' kindness that has brought them this close to begin with, and it is his continued cruelty which keeps them bound together.

Now, Paige slurps him noisily as Kendall approaches. Kendall kneels at James' feet when she joins them at the couch and takes to kissing his feet without a word. She steals glances at her mother, envious and hungry, wanting to join her or even be in her place, and she is not at James' feet long before he parts his legs and urges her into his asshole.

After doing her duty, Kendall is allowed to suckle his large, hairy balls. By this point, she and Paige have him at steel. While Kendall nurses his testicles, her mother sucks and strokes him, using her hands to spread her dripping saliva along his shaft as he teases her throat on each downward stroke she makes. Though undoubtedly more skilled than Kendall, Paige is careful with him, showing more care in how she navigates his dimensions. She still finds struggle in throating him and does not throw herself into James like Kendall does. Kendall, meanwhile, watches her mother and tries to learn from her, taking pride in the ways she matches her mother.

Kendall, meanwhile, licked her way through his pubic hair before making her way to his shaft. She licked up his shaft, leaving a thick trail of saliva on her journey. At the crown, she stopped to taste him, sampling the thick precum oozing out of his urethra and moaning as she does. Paige, seeing her and still stroking James, guides him into Kendall’s mouth without hesitation. Kendall smiles at he brushes her lips and then, blushing, accepts him with a purr.

One of James’ big, rough hands comes to rest on the back of Kendall’s head as he moans. “Shit, I’ma miss your mouth when you’re done, slut.”

Slurping and ****, Kendall works her tongue along his glans. She gives him a sloppy, wet blowjob, making as much noise as she can to show him her enjoyment of him. Paige continues to stroking him, using a mixture of her daughter’s saliva and her own saliva to keep him wet. She cups his balls with her free hand, hefting them and enjoying their weight while she kisses his shoulder and moans into his ear.

“Heh. Look at her, James. I think she’s going to miss sucking your dick.”

Paige lowers herself and joins Kendall, taking hold of him by the root to flatten his pubic hair and licking and kissing his gargantuan shaft. She kneads him balls gently with her other hand, priming his semen for them. James, already leaking, is now gushing precum as his orgasm is fast approaching. Paige licks her way up his shaft like her daughter did before her and joins Kendall in sucking him. Kendall shares him obediently, and the two take turns eating his precum and kissing his crown.

James cups Paige’s head down as Kendall licks her way down James. She kisses his balls through her mother’s fingers and nuzzles his pubic root, purring as she does. “Oh, I’m going to miss your dick so much, daddy. You taste so good, and you come so much. I’m addicted now. Addicted to you!”

The words fall from her mouth without her meaning for them too, and she takes to licking him again to keep herself quiet. A part of Kendall still whispers Jackson’s name in the back of her head, a **** part of her that is shrinking further each time she is exposed to James. That part of her still pretends like she can go back to normal once she moves away, but deep down she knows it is a lie and, face and fingers full of cock, she struggles to even entertain the fantasy.

James grins and guides his women, moving them wherever he pleases. They follow, licking him, slobbering, wetting his flesh and his furry pubic hair wherever they go. Paige throats him with a sloppy moan, her saliva frothing and foaming around him while he sighs. “Fuck, you two are being so good to me.” James holds Kendall to his balls and lets her suck him through her mother’s fingers. She stares up into his eyes as she does, and he laughs as he stares back. “Yeah? You gonna miss sucking my balls, too, ain’t you?”

Kendall whines around him. “Mmhmm!”

“And what about my toes, Kendall? Or my ass?”

Kendall’s eyes roll back as she enjoys him. “Mmm!” All she can taste right now is him, and he is all she can breathe. At this point, he is all she can even think about, and all thoughts of Jackson leave her. She whines against him, panting around him and, even when allowed room to breathe. Face against her thigh, she pants against him. “I’m going to miss you, daddy. I’m going to miss all of you.” She eyes his shaft with a smile and says, “Every. Single. Inch.”

Kissing her way back to his balls, she licks them again. Her mothers’ fingers are wet with her saliva as Paige throats him above, eyes closed, her daughter far away. Kendall finds his taint and kisses it with a moan. “Mm. Please, daddy, promise me that you’ll visit me whenever you can? Or I can visit you, if you want!”

It always surprises James to see Kendall so thoughtlessly devoted to him. He can still see the hate in her every time she arrives to see him, but the way she strokes him, sucks him, drools on him and comes for him illustrates his authority over her. She hates him, but she cannot resist him, either.

Paige, meanwhile, sits up and wipes her chin, surprised by what she hears from her daughter. She continues stroking James, but Kendall takes her place, throating him smoothly and with animal want. Meanwhile, holding him by the center of his shaft, Paige says, “Really, baby? You’d come all the way down here just for your daddy’s dick?”

Kendall moans around James, licking him, kissing him, slobbering like a hungry animal. She can feel his orgasm approaching, see it in his swollen veins and his rigid cock. She and Paige are close, too, as she moans and kisses him all over. “Oh, mommy,” she slurps, sucking him, tasting him, drooling on him. He swells stiffer, his crown a shiny, sticky red, and she can almost feel the air vibrating as his orgasm nears. “Daddy taught me to want his dick, and now I need it. And I do need it, daddy. I need your dick, and I need you cum, and now I just can’t live without it!”

Precum bubbles out of his, thick and white, and Kendall knows his climax is there. She lowers herself, holding her lips parted and her tongue out in preparation for him. Paige laughs and, leaning down, kisses his cockhead while she strokes him rapidly. Her hands are a blur and, when James does come, he hits her first before being given the chance to unload onto Kendall.

Though Paige gets the first few shots, Kendall takes the bulk of his orgasm. She gets it in her face and some in her nose, and she sits wincing as her mother strokes him. Kendall cups his balls, moaning and swallowing what she can and licking him through the rest of his climax, mewling as his thick seed fills her throat and sticks to her tongue. She chews it before swallowing and then giggles, kissing his crown as she milks him for more.

James grunts and cusses. “Fuck! Fucking sluts! Both of you!” Then, he sits back, panting as Paige milks him. She moves her hand slow, pouring the rest of his cum out onto Kendall’s outstretched tongue. His orgasms are always impressive, but this one is substantial, even for him. Both women seem struck by his virility.

Taking Paige by the hair, James moves her down and shoves her into Kendall’s face. “Go ahead and give your daughter a little kiss, slut. Share my sperm with her.”

“My pleasure,” Paige purrs, licking her lips on the way. She smiles and kisses her daughter, and drunk on climax and semen, Kendall kisses back. They trade his thick seed between their mouths, their saliva watering it down on each pass. They swallow a bit between them and, when finished, continue kissing, moaning into each other’s mouths as their sticky cheeks mesh. Paige holds Kendall by the head, her fingers winding into her hair, and she sucks her tongue. She wants to taste James, but she enjoys the taste of her daughter, too.

Watching them, James grins and cups their heads, one hand on each. He jams his dick between them, and they continue kissing, adapting quickly to his sudden but welcome intrusion. Their tongues dance around him, meeting and crashing like waves as their lips mold to his shaft. Their moans mingle like their mouths do, and James holds them in place, fucking between them, finding and enjoying this new way to use them and astonished both by their willingness and their rapture.

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