by Heidi Hunter
I set my clothes down then moved the ones from the washer to the dryer. They started tumbling after I shut the door and turned on the machine. After I had mine washing, I leaned against the dryer, which was tumbling back and forth – almost vibrating. As my hand shook, I suddenly had an idea. I took off my pants and kicked them to the side.
With only my panties on, I hopped on top of the dryer. The feeling was amazing. A lot of girls had told me they “used the dryer” once or twice, but I had never imagined it would be so intense. My legs spread slightly with my hands flat on the washer behind my back. The vibrations were getting me wet. I reached down and pinched my nipples through the thin fabric of the shirt I had on.
The washing machine and dryer were the only things making a noise, the only sounds I could concentrate on. I heard a rhythm. Unable to resist any longer, I slipped one hand inside my panties as the other held me up. The shaking of the machine was transferred to my fleshy, pink lips via my fingers. I moaned softly.
Feelings of warmth and electricity began to course through my body. All of them were directed to my clitoris and nipples – both of which were getting harder. I rubbed. My breathing quickened. Thoughts of all the cocks I'd sucked began to rush through my mind as I pictured one of them entering my tight hole and fucking me senseless.
“Having fun?”
Shit! I looked up and could just make out Todd standing in the doorway.
“Hey, perv. How long you been there?” I asked.
“Long enough.” He smiled. “Don't stop.
“What?” I watched him closely.
“Why stop? I like to watch.”
I didn't know if he was kidding or not. He was younger than my mom, but he was still in his thirties. When I glanced down below his waist, I saw a bulge in the pajama pants he was wearing.
“You can watch,” I said – finally. “If you touch yourself.”
As I started touching myself again, I saw him reach down and pull out his thick, white cock. He was already hard. I wondered if he'd been in his bedroom jerking off. The more I stroked and rubbed my clitty, the less I cared about what he had been doing. He started stroking himself slowly, never once taking his eyes off of me.
“I didn't know you were like this.”
“There's a lot you don't know about me,” he said.
“Mmm.”
The conversation died as we both continued pleasuring ourselves. The sight of him playing with his pecker was so fucking hot. I didn't want him to stop. Then I realized that he might be able to help me with something. His being my mom's boyfriend made it even more sinful and delicious.
“Would you fuck me?” I asked. My eyes were pleading with him.
He didn't say a word as he walked across the room. Before I knew what was happening, he had my shirt off and was kissing one of my nipples. I moaned even louder, the idea of my mom walking in making me want to continue.
“Where's mom?” I asked suddenly.
As soon as I said the word, he stopped and looked up at me. He had a look of hunger in his eyes.
“She hasn't come home yet.”
“Then fuck me!”
I spread my legs wider as he reached down and started to pull them off. As soon as they were around me knees, we both heard a car pulling into the driveway and saw the headlights on the wall of the laundry room. I wanted him to keep going, to fuck me anyway, but I knew my mom would throw a fit if she saw what was happening. Her monetary gifts were something I still needed.
“Shit,” he said then stepped backward.
“Hurry!”
As if to show him the sense of urgency needed, I jumped off the dryer and grabbed my shirt. When I had it back on, I saw that his perfect penis was put away. He left the laundry room as I grabbed my pants and hightailed it to my bedroom. If my mom came in to talk to me, I was going to pretend to be asleep. I didn't want to have to deal with her – not after what had just happened.
When I was back on my bed, I got under the covers. I could hear her moving from one room to another in the house rather noisily. Had she seen my car in the garage? Just then I heard her scream, yelling at Todd about something. I closed my eyes as her yells started to fade away. Are they fucking each other? Is that yummy cock fucking my mom? I didn't want to know the answer.
I had been so close to finally being fucked by a real cock. The thought had me slipping a hand back into my panties. I was still super wet as I stuck my middle finger deep inside my tight hole. As I pushed it in and out, the palm of my hand gently rubbing against my clitoris, I felt the familiar sensations of pleasure wash over me. I rubbed and fingered myself faster and faster.
Finally, I came. The orgasm washed over me – one of the biggest I'd ever had in my short life. I had to put a pillow over my face to try to keep myself from screaming too loudly. My breathing slowly began to return to normal as the sensations continued to race through my body, lighting up my mind. I forgot about my laundry and everything else in the world as I closed my eyes and fell back asleep.
Three
The next morning, I woke with a start. For a moment, I wondered if the events of the night before had really happened or not. The orgasm had been too real to be a dream. And seeing Todd's cock had been a special surprise. I still couldn't believe he'd walked in on me and asked me to continue – or that I'd asked him to fuck me.
After crawling out of bed and throwing on a spare set of sweat pants I had in my closet, I headed to the kitchen to start some coffee. The clock read almost noon. If my mom still wasn't up and about, she had probably been really wasted when she came home the night before. As I waited for the coffee to finish, I cleaned up the few dishes that were in the sink and put them away.
When the pot of coffee was finally done, I poured myself a cup as well as one for my mom. She liked hers hot and black. I grabbed her cup and headed down the hallway to her bedroom. Without even thinking about it, I threw the door open. To my surprise, Todd was naked in middle of the bed going to down on that huge cock of his. Mom was nowhere to be seen.
“Well, I was going to give mom a coffee, but I guess I'm going to give you a different wake up treat.”
Before he could say anything or stop me, I jumped on the bed between his legs. He tried to cover his cock with his hands, but I moved them away. Then, watching his face, I took the tip of his dick in my mouth and started running my tongue over the underside, something I knew most men I'd been with liked. From the expression on his face, I knew I was hitting his buttons.
As I sucked him up and down, I once again wondered what it would feel like to have him buried deep inside me. I was about to stop and crawl on top of him when I felt the familiar changes to his body movements and breathing. He was about to come. Already! Instead of pulling my head away, I kept up what I was doing. I wanted to try to time it perfectly so that I could stop just before he shot his load.
I waited a little too long. His entire body tensed up as he groaned and began to squirt his warm, thick cum in my mouth. I moved my head back, but I wasn't quick enough to avoid the first few spurts. The others shot through the air and landed on my shirt.
“Ew! That's so gross!”
“I'm sorry,” he said, still breathing heavily.
“Whatever. You should've told me you were about to come.”
“Well, next time I'll come in your pussy, then.”
He chuckled as I ran into the bathroom to spit and rinse out my mouth. After cleaning up, I headed to the laundry room to finish the load of clothes I'd started the night before. I knew the rest of the afternoon would be awkward with Todd and me both trying to avoid each other, so I left the house right after my clothes were clean. The local mall was my destination.
Four
Later that evening, bummed that I hadn't been able to buy more on my impromptu shopping spree, I went home. Inside the house, I heard voices in the kitchen so I headed that way. Mom – drunk as usual – was sitting at the table, a cigarette with a long ash dangling from the tip hangi
ng from her left hand. Todd was sitting across from her holding playing cards in his hand.
“Who's winning?” I asked as if nothing had happened earlier in the day.
“He's fucking cheating,” mom said. Her speech was slurred as she pointed an accusatory finger at Todd.
I opened the refrigerator and retrieved a bottle of water.
“We have a pizza coming if you're hungry,” Todd said as I turned back around to face them.
My head nodded up and down ever so slightly. “Cool. I could eat.”
“I bet you could...”
My eyes opened wide. I couldn't believe what he'd just said to me – in front of my mom.
“She's always loved pizza,” she said, waving me off.
I thought about just taking off and going back to school, but the doorbell rang.
“Can you get that?” Todd said.
“Sure. You got money.”
“Here.” He stood and leaned over the table and handed me a twenty dollar bill. “Just tell him to keep the change.”
After taking the money, I made my way to the front door. The bill was nineteen dollars and fifty cents.
“Keep the change,” I said.
The driver rolled his eyes and turned to head back to his car. I shut the front door and headed back to the kitchen. Todd had set three plates on the table in middle of the room. The cards were gone. Mom was still in her seat, a cigarette about to fall out of her hand.
“You like big sausage?” Todd asked then smiled at me devilishly.
“Stop that,” I hissed.
“What? You don't like big sausages on your pizza, Tiffy?”
I glared at Todd. If I had a wish I would've used it at the moment to turn him into a toad. He was being such an asshole – especially after what I'd done for him earlier in the night. I sat down at the table and opened the box, steam escaping. After eating a slice, I began to feel a little better. Todd continued teasing me throughout dinner.
What was strange was that the more he did, the more I wanted him to be the one who fucked me first. The pizza didn't stand a chance with the three of us at the table. In no time at all, the whole thing was gone. Mom belched, got up, and left the room as she lit another cigarette. I thought about disappearing to my bedroom to get online, but instead I stood up and began taking the plates over to the sink.
“Want some help with those, little lady?”
“Sure.”
I filled the sink with warm soapy water and began washing the plates and cups we'd used for dinner.
With my mom in the very next room, he touched my hands, my arms. Then he reached up and squeezed my left breast through the white cotton t-shirt I was wearing, causing me to swoon. I thought I was going to pass out. I'm not sure what made him so sexy to me, but just his touch was making me wet. After letting him get a feel for a moment, I backed away.
“Stop that.” I slapped his hand away when he tried to reach for me again. “Later,” I whispered, causing his eyes to open wide.
I smiled, twirled and left the kitchen. In the living room, I sat down on the couch to watch some television. Mom was in her bedroom listening to music. I knew she'd pass out soon enough, but I couldn't wait. The desire for Todd's cock had grown throughout the day. I'd been so close to being fucked for the first time, but once again it hadn't happened.
“Whatcha watching?” Todd asked as he sat down next to me on the couch.
“Television.”
“Don't be a brat.”
“Yeah? What are you going to do?”
“I'm going to spank you.”
“With my mom in the next room?”
“Yes. I'm going to spank your bare ass hard enough that it stings.”
“Whatever, Todd. You're such a perv.”
I stood up and turned. With my ass facing him, I bent down to touch my toes, not even pretending that I had to pick anything up. Will he understand my invitation? I wondered as I walked out of the living room and made my way down the hallway to my bedroom. My pulse already racing as I thought about what I wanted to do from him, I shut the door but didn't lock it.
Five
Later that night, I awoke to a noise in the hallway. I sat up in bed as my door opened slowly. A dark figure made its way into my room. Todd shut the door just as slowly so that it didn't make any noise. I took a deep breath as I watched him tip toe across the room. He sat on the edge of the bed, causing the mattress to sink a little and me to roll toward him.
“You came,” I whispered.
“Not yet, but soon. In that tight pussy of yours.”
“Oh, daddy.”
The moment the word left my lips, I could tell it had an effect on him. He jumped into motion, bending down and kissing me on the lips. His tongue made its way into my mouth as my arms wrapped around his midsection. He was really fit for his age. I reached down and felt between his legs. This caused him to stop kissing me. He stood up and took his shirt off. I watched as he then took off his sweat pants. That huge, thick cock bobbed up and down in front of him. I moved back on my queen size bed.
“Lay down,” I said.
When he didn't listen and tried to move over to kiss me, I pulled back.
“I said lay down. We do this my way, daddy, or no deal.”
He obeyed. When he was in position, I straddled his face. His tongue began to lick my pink slit as I bent down to take his cock into my mouth once again. My breasts pressed against his rock hard stomach as I slowly licked his shaft. I didn't want him to come too quickly again. The more he licked, sucked and kissed my pussy lips, the more I touched his dick with my lips and tongue.
When I was nice and wet and he was hard and ready, I climbed off of him. After turning around, I straddled him again. This time, my pussy was poised above his cock. He reached down and took it in one of his hands. As he held it straight, I lowered my body on it. Inch after delicious inch entered me. The penetration felt wonderful – much better than any of the fake cocks I'd stuffed inside my tight hole.
“Fuck me, daddy,” I moaned when I finally got him all the way in me.
He grunted and pushed his hips upward. His cock pushed inside me just a little bit more. I felt like a dirty whore as I lifted myself off of him. As I fell on him again, he pushed up. After a few tries, we found a rhythm that worked for both of us. His hands grabbed my breasts, twisting my nipples as I rode him. I bounced up and down on that beautiful cock. My eyes closed as I tried to stretch the moment out to infinity. I wanted to come and have release, but I didn't want the pleasure to end.
I slowed down slightly. He got the point and slowed down as well. After another minute or two, I climbed off of him and rolled over. On my knees with my ass lifted in the air and my breasts pressed against the comforter on the bed, I turned my head and looked him directly in the eyes. I had seen the same look from a lot of other men who had wanted to fuck me.
He wasted no time getting behind me. I felt his strong hands squeeze my ass cheeks as the tip of his dick poked me a few times before finding the right opening. He slipped all the way inside me, pushing me forward a little. I groaned as he began penetrating me over and over again. I loved the feeling of him being inside me. And from the sounds he was making, he liked it as well.
Then my first orgasm with a cock deep inside my pussy washed over me. He didn't stop pounding, and the feeling of that massive member fucking me was incredible – so much better than any of the fake ones I'd used before.
As my first orgasm began to drift away, I felt another begin to build up as he continued fucking me hard and fast from behind. With his right hand, he reached under me and began to gently rub my clitoris, bringing me even closer to bliss once again.
“Fuck me, daddy,” I gasped.
When he heard the word, he started fucking me even harder. I wanted him to impregnate me. If he got me pregnant, he would have to leave my mom and come live with me. With a baby on the way, I'd have to drop out of college and could let him support me. The details had to b
e worked out, but I was sure it was a good idea as he slid that thick, purple headed dick in and out of me while rubbing my clit with his firm, slick fingers.
“Come inside me, daddy. Please!”
My begging paid off as he plunged into me one last time. I actually felt his cock begin to throb as he shot load after load of hot, sticky cum deep inside my pussy. He continued to fuck me slower which pushed me over the edge again. I grabbed the sheets tightly in my tiny fists as my body began shaking from the inside out. As the afterglow spread throughout my body, I stayed in the same position. I wanted his cum to go all the way.
“I think you just put a baby inside me,” I said, turning around to see his face.
To my surprise, he was gone. The door to my room was open. As I sat on the bed, his cum deep inside me, I wondered briefly if he went to get something to drink. Then I heard the front door slam and lights across my wall as he pulled out of the driveway. He was gone. I cleaned myself and got dressed, hoping I had a baby growing inside me. Even if he didn't come back, I knew becoming a mother myself would change my outlook on the world. I would survive.
Dancer and Billionaire
One
Mia
As I walked into the club two weeks after I started dancing, the loud bass enveloped me like a warm blanket. A lot of the men who came through were complete assholes, but I was sure if I held out a few years I would come across a whale who wasn’t a prick. The wealthier men weren’t necessarily worse than the poor men. Money didn’t make a man act like an idiot.
I smiled and waved at a few of the assholes as I made my way to the back of the club to get ready for another long night. My new plaid skirt, white blouse and pigtails outfit would make me a lot of money. It was always strange to me that the sluttier I acted the more money I made. At the same time, if I acted too slutty, the men were even bigger pricks than usual.
