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I softcore was still cautious not to be too loud or move around too much, but I took my time and savored it, enjoying their bodies more than I had the first time. Neither of them gave any indication that they suspected anything was off… in fact our family life was great, the only issue was that I was struggling to make enough money to support this lifestyle… all this fucking and sucking was completely contingent on me being able to get them both high on a regular basis. Based on how much money I currently had, and how many clients said they didn’t have anything that needed to be done… I’d be broke in another week.. I needed to come up with a plan… Which I did. Since this whole thing started I’ve had to say this a lot, and that’s “I’m not proud of myself BUT…” the but is always the kicker! I obviously know that what I’m doing or thinking is wrong but I’ve convinced myself that it’s acceptable for some reason… my mother and sister want their drugs, even if I said no and cut them off they’d still get it one way or another. The fact that they were willing to put their morals aside and suck on the cock of their son and brother was testament to how far they’d go. Honestly, getting it and doing it at home was safer than some alternatives. I, in turn, wanted to get my cock sucked, and would pay for their drugs to get it. This meant that more of my mother’s money stayed in the household, and improved our family situation. Me having sex with their unconscious bodies was just an added bonus for me that didn’t hurt anyone….now in order for us all to get what we wanted and our home life to continue to improve, I needed to make more money. They would want this too. So I decided to tell 3 of my closest friends what’s been going on at home… well not everything. Like I said before, I’m a bit of a nerd, so my friends are too. None of us has had a girlfriend or had sex (that they know of), and of course throughout my youth I’ve had to hear comments from them about how hot my mom and sister were, so I was going to use all of that to my advantage. I lived near a very nice neighborhood and went to a good school both of these things translated to ‘wealthy’. So yes my friends all had pussy rich parents and thus had allowances that dwarfed what I was earning doing chores. They rarely came around my house since it was impossible to hide my family’s drug habits, especially after my dad went to prison. It made them uncomfortable, which I understood, but all of this played into my plan. I mostly told them the truth… I simply left out any parts that involved me. I told them that my mother and sister had insatiable addictions that they couldn’t afford to pay for with money, so they’d been reduced to sucking off their dealer (Kyle). But he’s gone and their new dealer only takes cash, so now (I began to embellish) they’d decided to try whoring themselves out for the money. But there’s too many risks walking the streets, or trying to bring a stranger into our home. Plus they’re too ashamed to sleep with someone for money, they just want to get high and act like it never happened… so they’ve asked me to try and find guys that would be interested in paying to have sex with them after they’re already out cold... My friends all thought I was joking of course but then I started laying it on thick and playing like I was the victim too. I told them that my mom was spending all her money on smack, and there was no food in the house and blah, blah, blah… I said I felt so horrible about this whole situation, but I couldn’t think of another way, and my friends were the only ones I could trust. They finally believed me, and they were in. It was simple really, they came over after the girls shot up, and I charged each of them $75 per fuck. They had indian to wear condoms, be quiet and respectful, and leave as soon as they were done. Some nights all three would come over and take a turn, other times it would only be one or two, and sometimes no one, regardless, they were more than covering the costs of the dope. Occasionally one would leave, then call and ask if he could come back over and do it showing again, “sure, another $75”. I still got mine… my mom of sister gave me head every day, and I still screwed them both, before or after my friends did. She was leaning forward, her hands on her daughter's thighs, and her pussy face buried in her daughter's drenched crotch. My heart raced. Some liked it rough and completely pounded my ass. He picked up the pace and established the rhythm that suited him, pounding as hard as he could. Lauren texted me a month softcore after graduation, telling me we needed to talk. 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