Big Men of the House: 55 Book Story Bundle Box Set

by Wendy Pound

  “Thanks Stella,” she replied.

  “You'll be there right?”

  “I wouldn't miss it for the world.” She smiled and then looked around in a devious manner. “Are there going to be booze,” she whispered.

  “Of course, there will be. Mountains of liquor. Trust me, this party is going to be fucking crazy.”

  Heather laughed. “I'll see you there.”

  Alcohol was going to be a big problem. I wasn't twenty-one yet and I didn't know anyone that old. How was I going to get it? And more importantly how could I get it past Landon without him knowing.

  I went to the only person who could possibly help: Zack, the local weed dealer.

  He wasn't old enough to buy alcohol but he probably knew someone who could.

  I pushed through the boy's bathroom door and discovered a foggy haze. The smell of marijuana was overwhelming. I spotted Zack in his trench coat, leaning against the tiled wall with a big fat doobie in his mouth.

  “What's up, Stella,” he coughed out. “Need some mary jane?”

  “Nah, Zack. I actually came to ask for a different favor.”

  “Well I don't think you're in a position to ask for favors when you didn't even invite me to your shitty party,” he said with a smug face.

  He was right. I didn't invite any of the “losers” to the party. If the popular kids found out that the less desirables were coming, then the majority of the school wouldn't even show up.

  “Maybe it got lost in the mail,” I lied.

  “Very funny,” he replied.

  There was only one way I could get what I wanted. “Okay Zack, you can come.” I scrounged through my backpack until I found a leftover invitation that was all bent and handed it to him.

  “So what do you need?” he asked, inspecting the invite.

  “Alcohol,” I stated. “Lots of it. Do you know anyone that's twenty-one?”

  Zack smiled. “Of course I do...me.”

  I put my hands on my hips. “Don't play games with me Zack or I'll take back that invitation.”

  “No seriously, look.” Zack stuffed his hand into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. He showed me his driver's license that said he was twenty-two.

  “Holy shit! Where did you get a fake?” I asked.

  “I know people,” he simply said.

  “So you can get me the booze?”

  “Yeah it's easy. But I'm going to need the money upfront and little extra for the trouble, he replied.”

  “How much should I give you?”

  “Four thousand dollars.”

  That number seemed insane. “Four thousand for alcohol?”

  “Actually three thousand for the liquor and one thousand for my fee.”

  “Fine, but you better get a shitload of booze. And don't bring any of your weird friends.”

  I left the bathroom feeling a little high from the secondhand smoke. It made the day a lot easier to get through.

  The invites had been passed out and the alcohol taken care of. Everyone seemed pretty excited. Now the only thing left was to wait.

  –

  The night before the party was the worst. There were so many small decisions still left to be made and I couldn't fall asleep. My mind was racing. How do I get the alcohol past my stepdad? What if the birthday cake doesn't make show up on time? What if nobody comes?

  It was already two in the morning and my eyes were wide open. I listened to the crickets outside my window and the leaves rustling on the trees. I tossed and turned in bed, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in.

  There was only one way get my brain to slow down.

  I closed my eyes and let my fingers drift beneath the covers and under my panties. A rush of pleasure flowed through me as I hit my fleshy hood. I tried to picture a shirtless male model with sweat dripping off him.

  But Zack popped into my head. My face twisted in disgust. I quickly lifted my fingers off my clit. All I could see was Zack undoing his trench coat to reveal his skinny white body. Normally I would just give up at that point but I was determined. I needed to do this to fall asleep.

  I shut my eyes again and focused harder. I cleared my mind of Zack and my stepdad Landon appeared. I wasn't sure thats who I wanted but I went with it anyways. I imagined Landon working out and wiping the sweat off his muscular chest.

  I felt up his arms and he pulled me in close. We kissed and Landon's hand trailed South to my wetness. He rubbed me down there as I rubbed my clit back in my bed. I bit my bottom lip as I pictured two of his fingers entering me. The pleasure was unimaginable. I swirled my clit around, taking in the ecstasy.

  Landon finger fucked me hard and I howled like an animal. He pulled his fingers out and tasted them. The sight of him enjoying me turned me on even more.

  My breathing quickened. The pleasure grew more and more. I was so close...

  “MMMMMMmmmmm.” I put my hand over my mouth and moaned loudly. My orgasm exploded like a bomb inside. I furiously rubbed my clit, enduring the massive amounts of ecstasy. My legs vibrated and my pussy quivered as the pleasure controlled me.

  When the orgasm passed, I gasped for air as I refilled my lungs with oxygen. One wasn't good enough.

  I put my fingers back on my sensitive clit and rubbed it around some more. I imagined Landon shoving his big cock into my mouth. I sucked on it hard, bobbing up and down. Landon brushed the hair out of my face and I looked up into his eyes, watching him enjoy me tasting his meat.

  Landon's moaning reached a fever pitch. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and opened wide. Landon stroked his shaft until his white seed spurted out all over my face and chest.

  I couldn't contain my moaning anymore. I rolled over on my stomach and stuffed my face into my pillow, screaming from the extreme orgasm. All the muscles in my body flexed as the pleasure coursed through my veins.

  When the orgasm faded, my body finally relaxed. My eyelids were heavy and I had a giant smile on my face. That was the best masturbation session I ever had. Before I could even think about anything else, I drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

  –

  When I awoke the next morning, I felt refreshed and excited. It was finally my birthday.

  The night before didn't even cross my mind. I was too busy preparing for the party.

  I ran downstairs to find pancakes sitting on the kitchen island with a note next to it:

  Dear Kyle:

  Happy Birthday!

  Your stepdad and I are going to get a hotel room for the night. Have a wonderful birthday party and don't break anything!

  Love,

  Mom + stepdad

  P.S. NO ALCOHOL!

  Well that solved my problem of sneaking all the booze through my stepdad. He wasn't even going to be around.

  It took me about five hours to completely decorate the backyard. I didn't have any particular theme in mind. I just wanted the place to look nice. I hung streamers across the trees and lined up tiki torches along the pool. I set up a large table for all the alcohol and another table for the food and cake.

  Everything was set to go but I still needed to get ready and I only had an hour to do so before guests arrived.

  I didn't even have my outfit picked out yet. I ransacked my closet looking for anything and everything. I had no clue what to wear. I thought that just a bikini would work since we would be swimming but I wouldn't feel comfortable the entire day. I found a flowing black dress that I could keep my swimsuit on underneath and easily take the dress off when it was time to go swimming. It also pushed my tits together which was a big plus.

  There were going to be a lot of boys at the party and there was no telling what would happen when you involve alcohol. There were plenty of empty bedrooms to get lost with a guy for a few hours.

  The doorbell rang while I was still doing my makeup. I cursed and quickly finished it up. I ran downstairs and glanced at myself in the mirror to fix any last minute problems. I opened the door to find at least twenty kids waiting.


  “Hey everyone! The party's in the back!” My friends told me happy birthday as they passed by but Zack was nowhere to be found. This party was going to fall apart fast if the alcohol didn't show up.

  I waited by the door, watching car after car pull up and unload kids. I grossly underestimated the amount of people that were supposed to come. I had to stop counting after the one hundredth person. There were just way too many people.

  I didn't want to be standing by the door the entire party so I made a sign that said the party was in the backyard and posted it on the front door.

  When I made my way into the back, I could already hear kids screaming and yelling. My neighbors were going to really hate me after today. Beach balls were flying through the air and people were diving into the pool. Loud music blared from huge speakers attached to the house. It was already chaotic and the party had only been going on for thirty minutes.

  I waited by the empty alcohol table, tapping my feet and looking for Zack. The nasty image of him last night made me shake my head. Then the thought that he might not even come crossed my mind. I already paid him a ton of money. He could've just taken it and ran.

  Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Zack carrying boxes full of liquor. Everyone cheered him as he walked over to me. Behind him were his two geeky friends, carrying more boxes. I could care less that he invited his friends because now the party could really begin.

  Classmates continued to flood my backyard. There had to of been over five hundred kids. Mix horny kids and alcohol and you have a recipe for disaster.

  It wasn't long until furniture from inside the house was being carried outside and thrown into the pool. I tried to plead with everyone to stop but they were a complete mess. Girls crowded the bathrooms puking their guts out. Every room I peeked into had a least one couple having sex. Some had more than one couple. Trash littered the ground like the house was a landfill

  The party was getting out of hand and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

  The music suddenly shut off and a booming voice cut through the air. “EVERYONE GEY OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW!”

  I cringed when I realized that it was Landon. My life was about to end.

  Kids scattered and ran like it was the police that arrived. It didn't take long until the backyard was completely empty except for me and Landon.

  The amount of devastation was impressive. I stared at Landon from across the pool as he looked at all the destruction.

  “Stella! In the house now!” He turned around and walked inside.

  I walked slowly, knowing that my life was over. Landon was standing in the middle of the living where the couch used to be.

  “What happened?” he asked. His voice had calmed down a bit but I could tell he was still furious.

  “The party got out of hand. Kids brought alcohol and I couldn't stop them.”

  “How did most of the furniture get into the pool?” I could almost see a smile as he asked it. He knew it was ridiculous.

  I looked down at the floor. “It was the drunk football team. They carried all the furniture and dropped it into the pool. I tried to plead with them to stop but they wouldn't listen.”

  “How much did you have to drink, Stella?” he asked.

  “None.” That was the absolute truth. I didn't even have time to mix myself a drink before the apocalypse began.

  “You really disappointed your mother and me,” he said.

  Tears welled up in my eyes. “I'm so sorry. I'll help pay for the damages and I'll clean everything up.”

  Landon look concerned. “Come here, Stella. Its not the furniture or the money that matters.”

  Landon took me in his arms and a flash of my fantasy from last night sparked in my brain. His cologne smelled so good it almost lifted me off my feet. The hairs on my skin stood straight up from the electricity between us.

  I looked up at Landon's eyes and he looked back at me. I could see it on his face. He wanted me.

  I closed my eyes as his lips met mine. Landon's grip on me tightened as he pulled me in closer. His tongue entered my mouth and I moaned. His hands reached up and grabbed my tits over my dress. I could feel his cock grow bigger and bigger in his pants.

  Landon kissed my neck and moved down until his lips hit the top of my cleavage. His tongue ran along my mountain peaks as he pushed my breasts together. I stroked his shaft and then unzipped his pants slowly. Landon lifted my dress over my head and all that was left was my bikini. I untied the back and let my top fall to the ground. Landon's eyes went wide when he got the full view of my tits. An animalistic hunger came over him. He licked his lips like he was going to eat me.

  I pulled my bikini bottoms off while Landon tore his shirt off and threw it across the room. I watched with anticipation when he pulled his jeans off and revealed his massive snake. The thing was way too big! It was so long and thick that I knew it was going to tear me apart inside.

  His hands felt up my bare breasts and moved down to my ass. He spanked my ass lightly and then laid me down onto the wooden floor. Trash was littered all over the place but we didn't care.

  “Take me,” I begged.

  Landon spread my legs as he prepared to mount me. The head of his penis teased my pussy as he rubbed himself against my wetness.

  He thrust his entire length into me and an explosion of pleasure and pain washed over me. I screamed at the top of my lungs as Landon forced his cock in and out of me. My pussy was being stretched to the limit. Nobody had ever been that deep within me before.

  I cried out as Landon took me hard and fast. His cock slammed in and out of me with brutal precision.

  My eyes rolled into the back of my head. The pleasure was too much to handle.

  “I'm so close. Come with me.”

  Landon unloaded his seed inside me as my orgasm went off like fireworks. I wrapped my legs around Landon's back to hold him in place as the pleasure ran through me. Gallons of his seed shot deep inside me. We both screamed are heads off from the intense ecstasy.

  When the pleasure finally passed we both collapsed into each other arms. It was the best sex of my life.

  –

  We didn't speak of that night ever again. We both knew it was forbidden. No matter how much we wanted it, we couldn't be together.

  When I found out I was pregnant. It changed my life in more ways than one. For starters, I couldn't go to college anymore.

  And when they found out that it was Landon's, I got my stepdad all to myself.

  He took me hard and fast every night, making my legs shake and my pussy quiver.

  Dripping Wet

  The night before my annual doctor checkup, I always got really nervous. I would get so worried that I had trouble falling asleep and I would end up staying awake the whole night tossing and turning in bed. I don't know why I got so crazy. My checkups always turned out fine. I guess I got scared that the doctor might find something wrong with me. I was only twenty-seven years old and I felt perfectly healthy, it's just you never know what could happen.

  When I was a kid I always hated going to the doctor because I couldn't stand being poked by needles. I was so afraid that my mom would literally have to drag me kicking and screaming. As I got older, needles weren't so scary anymore but new fears appeared. Diseases that could cause death were a lot more scary than a needle prick. I was afraid of getting paralyzed or contracting a rare disease that doctors didn't know about. I lay in bed all night thinking about what possible diseases would end my life.

  It was more than a shock when my mom brought home, Dr. Trevor. He was a tall handsome guy wearing a white lab coat. As we talked during dinner, I was terrified that he would suddenly bring out a needle and try to poke me.

  “You should really come in and see me, Camilla,” he said with those charming eyes.

  “Oh I don't know,” I replied. “I've never had luck with doctors.”

  “Don't worry about that. I'll make it perfect for you. Plus it will be free since we're going to be family
.”

  I looked over at my mom and she was staring into Dr. Trevor's eyes. “Are you guys really getting married?”

  My mom broke her concentration and glanced at me. “Yeah honey. We just feel it's the right thing to do.”

  I was about to have a new step stepdad.

  –

  The one thing that makes visiting the doctor somewhat bearable is Dr. Trevor. He's always so calm and so very attractive. He's about the same age as me with short brown hair and deep blue eyes. I get butterflies every time he walks into the room which is a lot better than the nauseous worrying feeling I normally get.