by Wendy Pound
Scott pumped in and out, slamming me against the shower. Water ran down my back and between my ass cheeks. Scott's hips slapped against me with every thrust.
“Come inside me,” I begged.
Scott unloaded his seed within me. Gallons of his sticky cum spurted out like a gushing river. My legs locked up and the bed shook as I quaked all over. I held the pillow firmly against my face as the orgasm blew me away.
The pleasure faded away slowly and my muscles finally relaxed. My chest heaved up and down from the lack of oxygen. I closed my eyes and got my last taste of Scott's naked form. I wanted to touch myself more but I was so exhausted. Thoughts of Kyle were long gone now. I fell blissfully asleep.
–
The next morning I woke up way too late. I realized that I missed my first class and decided that I didn't need to go to the rest of my classes that day. The night before was just too traumatic. I usually skipped a lot of my college classes anyways to hang out with Kyle.
I got out of bed and looked in the mirror. I was so haggard. My hair was in knots and my eyes were so puffy from crying. I combed out the tangles and began applying the generous amounts of makeup to my swollen eyes.
I went downstairs to find my mom cooking and Scott sitting at the dinner table reading a newspaper. All my impure thoughts from the night before crowded back into my head. My cheeks flushed with red and I tried to hide my embarrassment.
“How are you doing, Isabella?” my mom asked. “Scott told me all about it.”
I sat down across from him and he folded the newspaper and put it down. Scott stared at me with his dark eyes and nice smile. I couldn't help but melt in my seat. “I'm feeling a lot better actually.”
“Do you want something to eat?” my mom asked.
“Yeah I'll have some toast.”
“I'm glad you're feeling better,” Scott said, staring at me just a little longer than usual. My heart skipped a beat. Something was definitely going on between us.
Scott unfolded the newspaper and went back to reading while my mom brought me some semi-burnt toast with butter on top. I ate my breakfast and stared at Scott through the newspaper. I went through all my dirty thoughts from last night like it was a film reel in my head. A warmness grew between my thighs and I didn't know what to do.
What could I do? He was my stepdad!
–
That night my mom went to a movie with her girlfriends while I had to work on a history paper. I had ditched the last two classes but I knew a major paper was due at the next class. There was no way I could miss it. I also had to get at least a B on the paper to make up for all the missed classes.
The prompt for the paper was to focus on the the end of the Civil War. War never really fascinated me much but I knew Scott was a big geek about it.
This could be my chance.
I went downstairs in search of my hot man. When I didn't find him in the living room or kitchen, I knew right where he would be.
The doors to his office were closed which was really bad. The one thing with Scott was that when he was working, he never wanted to be disturbed. No matter what.
I knocked on the door lightly and didn't hear a thing. I put my ear up to the door and listened hard but heard nothing. I slowly turned the doorknob, already regretting my decision as I opened the door.
Scott was sitting at his desk in the dark. The light from the computer screen lit up his face and I could see some fast motion going on beneath the desk.
Scott was touching himself!
I could hear the moaning coming from the computer speakers and knew it had to be porn. Scott's eyes opened and moved towards me and the open door. When his eyes caught mine, he instantly froze. Then he fumbled around on the keyboard until the sound on the computer turned off.
“What are you doing in here, Isabella?” he asked in a booming and angry voice.
“I'm sorry, but I needed help with my Civil War paper.” I tried to act as innocent as possible. I was sure that Scott's hard boner was keeping him from standing up to turn on the light. “Do you want me to turn on the light?”
Scott nodded.
I flicked the switch and bathed the room in light. Scott was now fully visible behind the desk. His hands were in his lap, no doubt covering his raging hard on.
“So what do you need help with?” Scott asked.
“I have a Civil War paper due and I need some advice.” I walked over to the the side of the desk and Scott turned his chair so I wouldn't get a view of his lap. I set down my textbook and pointed at a paragraph. “Do you think it would be good to focus on the surrender of Lee to Grant?”
Scott coughed and leaned in close to me to read my textbook. I could smell his musty scent and it filled me with desire. He looked up at me. “Well, I think it would be better--”
Scott suddenly stopped when we made eye contact. His face was only inches away from mine. I could feel his hot breath against my skin. My heart was beating so fast I thought it was going to burst from my chest.
I closed my eyes and Scott pressed his lips against mine. My body went into overdrive as I kissed him back harder. Scott stood up and embraced me. His jeans were unzipped halfway and his enormous cock was sticking straight up.
“I want you so bad,” I whispered, going down on my knees. I grasped his massive meat with both hands and opened wide. His big head passed my lips and I shoved him deep down my throat. My saliva lubed up his shaft as I stroked him. Scott held the back of my head, guiding his cock in and out.
“That feels so good, Isabella,” he said, tilting his head back and moaning.
I pulled him out of my mouth and ran my tongue from the base all the way to the head. Scott convulsed with pleasure. I didn't want him coming too early.
“Take me now, I can't wait any longer.” Scott swept all the papers and pens off his desk and I bent over, jutting out my ass for him. He put his hand on my back and forced me harder against the desk. My tits were pressed against the wood and I thought they might pop like balloons.
Scott gently lifted my skirt up to reveal my black panties. He slapped my ass cheek and then rubbed it. His fingers moved to my moistness and he felt my drenched panties. He grabbed them and pulled them to the side as he penetrated me with his manly cock. A burst of pain was suddenly replaced with unimaginable pleasure.
“Oh fuck, you're so big,” I cried.
His long and thick cock burrowed its way deep inside, stretching my little untouched pussy to the max. I could barely contain all of him. My hands found the edges of the desk and I gripped them tightly as Scott pounded me hard.
His hips crashed against mine with every thrust and the pleasure was sending me to heaven. “Don't stop fucking me. Stay inside.”
Scott grunted loudly. His hands latched onto my hips and his nails pierced my skin. “I'm going to come!” he screamed.
The ecstasy hit its peak. “I'm coming too!”
Scott's beastly cock erupted, spraying tons of his seed inside me. My legs buckled and my pussy quivered from the intense orgasm. Scott continued to force his cock deeper and deeper, releasing his cum like a tidal wave within me. My eyelids fluttered as I almost lost consciousness.
Scott's thrusts slowed down and the pleasure faded away. I was plastered to the desk and couldn't move. Scott pulled his monstrous shaft out of me and his sticky cum ran out of my pussy and down my thighs like a waterfall.
Scott collapsed into the chair, breathing heavily. I lay on the table trying to catch my breath too. “You were so big. Can we go again?”
The garage door started to open. My head snapped to Scott and his eyes went wide. “You need to get out of here now,” he said quietly.
I lifted myself off the desk and fixed my skirt. Scott grabbed me hard and kissed me passionately. My mind was so foggy and my legs could barely move. Scott helped me out of the office and went to go meet my mom while I made my way upstairs.
“Honey, I'm home,” my mom announced.
I reached my bedroom and
closed the door as I heard Scott welcoming my mom.
I sat on the edge of the bed and breathed a sigh of relief. That was a close call. I reached down and felt Scott's cum on my legs. I put two fingers in my mouth and tasted his sweetness. I had to have more of him...
Having His Baby
Tom and I sat in the back row of the movie theater. Our feet stuck to the ground from all the crushed popcorn and spilled soda. The lights were dimmed and we were all alone except for an old couple sitting in the very front. Some movie about finding buried treasure was playing on the big screen but we weren't there to watch a movie.
We held hands during the previews and Tom couldn't even wait for the movie to start before he began to suck on my neck. A rush of pleasure washed over me and I closed my eyes and lived in the moment.
“What if someone sees us?” I asked quietly.
Tom looked around. “Nobody will notice, Charlotte.”
“I know but what if that couple turns around?”
“Let's make them jealous.” Tom smirked and leaned in to kiss me. I parted my lips and pressed my mouth against his. My veins pulsed with adrenaline and my skin felt like it was on fire. Every time Tom touched me, it sent me into overdrive.
His hand wrapped around my head and pulled me further in. Our heads moved side to side, our lips lightly touching each other. I sneaked my tongue into Tom's mouth, feeling around, tasting his tongue with mine.
Tom nibbled on my ear as his hand felt the inside of my bare thigh. His hand crept underneath my skirt and I had to forcefully grab his hand and pull it out. Tom grinned as he kissed and started his pursuit again.
Don't get me wrong, I loved the way he touched me. Every hair on my body was sticking straight up. My body shuddered every time he ran his fingers along my thigh. But I wasn't ready yet. Tom and I had only been dating for a few months and I didn't want my first time to be in some crappy movie theater.
As we kissed, I pulled Tom's hand from between my legs. I was so incredibly wet and I knew that if he reached my panties, I was done for.
“What's the deal, Charlotte?” Tom asked, pulling away from my lips.
I averted eye contact and brushed my hair behind my ear. “I don't know, Tom. I just don't want to move so fast.”
“But we've been dating for two months already. You've barely let me touch you, let alone have sex. Most girls would have given it up by now.”
“Well I'm not most girls,” I replied sharply. I started to rise up from my seat.
Tom put his hands up in defense. “I'm sorry, calm down. I didn't mean it like that. I just get frustrated some times. I really really like you, Charlotte.”
“I really like you too, Tom.” I relaxed a little and sat back down in the uncomfortable theater chair. “But I want my first time to be special. I want it to be romantic. Not in some gross movie theater.”
Tom smiled. “Yeah you're right. I'm really sorry. Sometimes my brain doesn't work when I'm around you. I think it's because all the blood is running down here.”
My eyes trailed Tom's hand as it moved to his lap and outlined his raging boner. My heart began to beat faster. My cheeks flushed with red. How much longer could I resist him?
“I'm just joking.” he laughed, turning his attention to the movie screen. He didn't know how close I was to giving it up just now.
We spent the rest of the movie holding hands and sharing some sour candy. I felt a little embarrassed and my panties were still dripping wet.
After the movie was over, Tom drove me home. He pulled up to the driveway and turned the car off. “Sorry if I was being too forward.”
“It's not your fault. Will you call me tomorrow?”
Tom smiled and showed all his teeth. “Of course.” He leaned in and kissed me on the lips. It wasn't with the same intensity as before. It almost felt like a brother kissing his sister. I stepped out of his truck and walked to the doorway. He watched me go inside before driving away.
All the lights in the house were turned off which meant my parents were asleep. Ever since I graduated high school I didn't have a curfew anymore. But I still didn't want them to know what time I came home. I tip-toed upstairs and into my bedroom. I slipped out of my skirt and peeled my drenched pink panties off my skin. I threw them in the dirty laundry basket and slipped under the cool covers.
My eyes felt heavy and sleep was only moments away. I thought about what my first time with Tom would be like. Candles and rose petals on the bed. Just like the movies...
–
A couple days later and I hadn't heard anything from Tom. He said he would call me. After I couldn't take anymore, I broke down and decided to call him.
All I got was his voicemail. I left a message and sent him a text.
After a day of not hearing back, I knew what was going on. The bastard didn't even have the guts to break up with me. Instead, he decided to ignore me completely. Tears began to well up in my eyes and I wiped them away. I wasn't going to cry. Not about him.
I stayed in my room for most of the day while my step stepdad and mom were at work. I didn't really feel much like getting out of bed.
As the sun set, my mom knocked on the door, waking me up. “Charlotte, dinner is ready.”
“Okay, I'll be right down,” I replied groggily.
I forced myself out of bed and down the stairs. My mom was taking the meatloaf out of the oven as I sat down at the dinner table next to my step stepdad, Colby. My mom set the plate of meat down in the middle and sat down with us.
“How was your day, honey?” My mom asked my step stepdad.
He put some meatloaf on a plate and replied, “I quit my job.”
My mom dropped her fork. “What! Did you get fired?”
Colby chuckled. “No, I quit.”
My depression about Tom was already evaporating as I focused on the drama of the household.
My step stepdad and mom got married a few years back. Colby was one of those business-men types; always working and never home. He was handsome and well dressed and my mom liked that he brought home a lot of money. She also worked but just as a secretary so we couldn't live just off her salary.
“Why would you quit without consulting me?” she asked nervously. You could see the whole weight of the house falling on her shoulders.
A smile appeared across his face. His skin was perfect and his cheekbones might cut you if you got to close. “I quit my job because I got offered a better one.”
My mom breathed a sigh of relief. “That's incredible. How much better?” The dollar signs were already appearing in her eyes.
“About fifty thousand more a year.”
“Holy shit,” I said.
My step stepdad laughed. “Holy shit is right. The new job doesn't start for a couple weeks so I'll be able to relax a little at home for once.”
My mom started to eat her food again. “Thats incredible news, honey. Congratulations! Should we go out and celebrate?”
“How about tomorrow night. We can go to that new expensive Japanese restaurant.”
My head was already nodding before he even finished the sentence.
“So how was your day, Charlotte?” my mom asked.
I didn't even try to hide it. “Tom and I broke up I guess.”
“Oh no! What happened?”
I couldn't tell them what I thought was the truth. That Tom left me because I wouldn't give it up. “I'm not sure. We had a little fight at the movie theater and now he won't return my calls.”
“I'm sorry. Guys can be pieces of shits some time,” Colby said, rubbing my shoulder.
“Don't worry, Charlotte, the perfect man is out there for you. Just wait and see,” my mom said.
Little did I or my mom know, that man was sitting at the dinner table with us.
–
The next couple weeks were a little interesting to say the least. Colby was home all the time which was the opposite of before. He usually worked late nights and I barely saw him since my mom married him.
I was supposed to be looking for a job but I wanted to experience one last summer as a kid before going out into the real world. My mom didn't understand it but Colby did. We had fallen into a routine since he was home all the time.
I woke up to pancakes and bacon every morning which were always delicious. Then after that we would sit on the couch in our pajamas and watch the morning game shows like the Price is Right. We would get really into it, yelling and screaming at the TV for the contestant to choose the right answer. It was a lot of fun and Colby and I were really bonding.
