by Amy Brent
“I noticed you growing up all along, Cammy. What man wouldn’t?” He asked her as her topaz eyes flared and she took a long swallow of her margarita as he warned her to be careful. “We’re here alone, and I don’t want to wait anymore.” He took a bite of his burger and leaned back as he chewed it and watched her lean against the table as she caught her breath. “Seeing you by the pool like that made it impossible not to come out here and touch you. That bikini is incredibly sexy, and I have longed to see you cum for so long now.”
“I’ve never felt like that,” she whispered as he gave her a reassuring smile.
“It doesn’t end there,” Brent told her as she played with her salad for a moment before taking a bite. “There’s so much I want to show you.”
“I’ve seen the room. There was a call for you, and I was looking for you and the door was unlocked. I forgot all about the phone once I realized what it was. You have women down there, Brent? You tie them up, and you spank them and…more?” She narrowed her eyes. “My mom liked that?”
“Your mom was a sub long before she met me. She just didn’t tell you about that part of her life. It was the reason that your father left, from what she said. He was a sub too, and they didn’t work for long.” Brent told her in a matter-of-fact voice as he looked at her. Her father never contacted Cammy after he left and he saw her sadness on her face. “That had nothing to do with you, and I’m sorry that he never came back. That was very wrong on his part, but you have me now.”
“You’ve been here for me for so long. I feel like this is wrong in part,” she told him as he still saw her desire in her eyes. It was flaring, and her eyes were bright as Brent felt himself harden again.
“Nothing is wrong with it. You want to learn, and I will be the one to teach you.” Brent was sure about himself, and she stared at him before she nodded slowly. She was under his spell, and he ate his dinner slowly, knowing that he’d need the fuel. They cleaned up together, and he watched as she leaned over to place a dish into the washer and her strap slid down her shoulder. Cammy stilled as he reached up to push it back over her skin before he reached down to cup her full breast in his hand. She let out a whimper, and he cupped the bare nipple in his hand as he stroked it. “These fucking tits of yours drive me crazy, Cam. I’ve jerked off to you by the pool more times than I could count in my office imagining what they looked like. These nipples are so hard and ready for me.” He pinched, and she jerked forward as her legs gave out on her.
Brent carried her to the couch and placed her on her back as he moved over her body. He eased the dress off, and she was naked before him as he dropped it to the floor. Brent looked his stepdaughter over before he leaned over her and dragged a nipple through his teeth in a slow movement. His hand fondled the other one, pinching and tugging as he paid close attention to her reaction. “I’ve made women cum just from this alone. Do you think that you could?”
The way she arched her back and moaned answered his question, and Brent started the slow torture on her with his hands and mouth. He knew just when to be gentle and suck her between his lips as well as when to bite her and make her cry out his name. It was several minutes later that he watched her moan and rock forward in a jerky moment and knew that she’d cum. Her pink folds were wet with it, and he looked down as he continued to soothe her reddened nipples as she stared down at him.
The words about wanting his mouth on her after she came thinking of him played in Brent’s mind as he kissed her nipples one last time before he parted her legs with his hands. Brent slipped his fingers over her to find her soaked for him before he leaned down to taste the slick skin of her thighs. Cammy gripped his head as he smiled and dragged his tongue along her skin to feel her tremble.
His tongue slid over her folds as she cried out and arched her back. Cammy was sweet, and Brent fought to control himself as he kept his movements slow and controlled. He wanted to eat at her like an animal, but he spread her open with his hands before he tongued her swollen clit. She reacted in so many ways, and Brent made her swell more with strokes of his tongue before he drew her into his mouth and sucked gently. “Oh fuck, Brent. I’ve never had this so good.” He knew. Brent sucked her in a few times, slow and hard before he let his tongue work her some more to the point where he was aware that she wanted to come. She’d given in too quickly to submission, and he felt her holding back as he glanced up into her face to see it twisted into a painful expression.
CHAPTER 3
Cammy came at the sound of his whispered command, and he drove his tongue inside of her to taste all of it. She was gripping him hard, and he felt her nails against his skin as he felt her wrap around his tongue in short bursts as he continued to feed his mouth. “Beautiful,” Brent commented as he pulled away slightly and reached for her hand. “I love your pussy, Cammy. I know you want to cum again, and I want to watch you.” He placed her fingers over her weak core and loosened his shorts. “Show me how you touch yourself, Cammy. Show me how your fingers work to make you cum.” He released his hard cock as she started moving her fingers over her clit and stared helplessly at him as he started to stroke himself. He wanted to fuck her more than he wanted anything, but Brent wanted her to beg for him. He was all too familiar with this haze of lust she was under from previous experience, and he knew that it would be soon. She whimpered as she manipulated her clit with eager fingers as her eyes locked on his hand. Cammy licked her lips as he smiled and stroked harder. “I want to fuck that sweet mouth of yours, Cammy. I want to shoot this down your hungry throat and watch you swallow me, just like I swallowed you.” He knew that his lips were still covered with her juices, and he licked slowly as she dropped her head back.
She drove two fingers inside of herself as she spread her legs, and he watched what he had read about as she tried to find her release. Brent knew how much she did this, and it was gorgeous to watch as she knew that he was looking at and doing the same. She came with a cry, and her body trembled as Brent felt himself twitch. He leaned forward and shot his cum all over her chest and stomach as she opened her eyes and watched him. “Next time, this will be inside of your mouth.”
He went to get a warm washcloth to clean her up, and she lay quietly as she watched him. Brent could see that her plea was on the tip of her tongue, but Cammy looked so tired, and he smiled at her as he finished up. Brent got her a blanket and covered her before he wiped his cock down and buttoned his shorts. “Let’s watch a movie. You need some rest.” He knew that Tasha had the following day off so they would be alone, and he found something in one of the cable channels. It was something she’d enjoy with just a hint of heat and Brent watched as her eyes brightened at the sex scenes and memorized the low breath that she released. He could see her maturing in her face from the little that he’d done to her, and Brent stroked her face as she stared at the series that was very popular on HBO. “Lust comes in many forms, Cammy. This here is nothing compared to some of them.”
They watched together before her eyes dropped close and she fell into a deep sleep. Brent had watched her sleep before he got up to set the alarms for the night and finish the show as he imagined everything he wanted to do to Cammy. He was so entranced by her that he had left his phone in his office and not taken any calls or emails about business or pleasure before he fell asleep pressed against her warm body.
Cammy woke up first the next morning, eager to start her day. She felt incredible, and she let her eyes pass over Brent next to her on the huge couch as she shook her head. She was involved with him, this gorgeous mature man and someone that had cared for her more than anyone else apart from her mother.
Mom.
Mom was gone, and they both missed her. Cammy couldn’t say without a doubt that her mom would encourage this, but even she’d known what a good man Brent was during their time together. She’d been happy, and her daughter cared for, and now that was just advancing.
Cammy thought back to the long looks from Brent the past few months and the delayed touches. It had
fueled her fantasies, but she told herself that he was just kind. She’d heard Brent with a few women since he’d been alone and he was obviously not lacking in female attention. Why her?
She felt the blanket against her naked skin and stretched slightly as Brent murmured something next to her. Her eyes focused on his firm jaw and full mouth as she slipped a hand underneath the blanket and found her heated core. Cammy had never been like this with anybody before him, and she stroked her sensitive skin like a sex starved person that she didn’t recognize. Cammy bit her lip to stay silent as she searched for the needed orgasm and just as she found it and jerked against her hand, she felt someone watching her. Brent was watching her intently as she let out a breath and met his eyes. “Without me?” His hand joined hers, and he held it as she felt the aftershocks of her explosive release. “I love your eyes after you cum. They soften, and you just seem too relaxed. Content.”
He offered to cook some breakfast and stood up after he’d sucked the juices off her fingers. Brent made some coffee and fixed a meal of eggs, bacon, waffles and some fresh sausage as Cammy dressed and went to shower in her bathroom. She didn’t know who she was anymore and the fantasies that she’d written down mixed with the reality as she rinsed her hair and soaped up her body. Everything was sensitive; her nipples hardened at just the brush of her hands and Cammy swore that her thighs would have a permanent ache between them.
She pulled on a cotton skirt and a soft t-shirt to go back downstairs, not bothering with a bra or underwear because she hoped her clothes would be removed before too much time had passed. The food smelled amazing, and she took the coffee that Brent offered her with a small smile, and they sat outside to eat for a little fresh air. He excused himself to go upstairs, and she offered to clean up while he took a shower of his own.
Cammy did the dishes in the kitchen in between sips of coffee as she thought about everything all over again. The pool fantasy had been so much like what she’d imagined in her head. Brent would touch her almost innocently before he was inside of her and make her feel so good and they would end up fucking somewhere out there or in the house, possessed by uncontrolled lust. That hadn’t happened, but the feeling of his hands on her still filled her memory as she slipped the last glass into the dishwasher with a moan.
Cammy was hopeless. She glanced around the clean kitchen before she sighed and headed upstairs to where she heard the shower running. Cammy pushed open the cracked door and stared at Brent inside of the glass shower as he soaped up his body with his eyes closed. Brent was perfect with hard planes of muscle and toned skin, and she took him in with hungry eyes.
Cammy had tried shower sex once in a dorm room. It was uncomfortable and painful as she and the guy tried to maneuver inside of a tiny shower and after that, she’d hoped never to repeat it. Today, though, there was so much room in there with him, and she watched as his eyes met her hungry gaze. Cammy was pulling off her clothes before she was even aware of it and stepping inside with him as hot water hit her from every angle. “You’re so eager and willing, Cammy.”
“I can’t stay away from you,” she told him as she felt her clean hair dripping down her skin while she took in his body. Her hand reached down and gripped his hard cock as he stared into her eyes and told her not to stop with one look. She stroked slow and tight before switching to light and fast as Cammy tried to read his gaze and she gasped as he put his hands in her hair and pushed her to her knees. He was inside of her, nudging her throat with himself as she wrapped her hands around his body to his ass and pulled him further inside of her.
Brent spread her open and made her choke on her spit a few times as he eased into a good speed and started to fuck her face with earnest. Cammy took it all as she felt him tugging on her hair with jerky pulls and closed her eyes just to taste this man before her. The pain combined with a hot throbbing between her legs as Brent moaned her name and told her to eat his cock. He came as he slowed his thrusts and she felt thick spits of his cum inside of her throat as she worked hard to swallow it all down. She fell back against the tile as shame and adrenaline filled her body, feeling the water pour down her face along with a bit of Brent as she looked up at him. He looked tired and frustrated as he reached down and offered Cammy his hand. “That felt so fucking good. If only you knew…” She reached out and took his hand, allowing him to pull her up as he gripped her body tightly. He held her for a few moments as she took in the feeling of his damp skin pressed against hers, slippery and hot. “Rinse yourself off, Cammy.” He reached out for a sponge and Cammy inhaled the scent of citrus and woods that she connected with him before he started to wash her gently.
They finished the shower and wrapped up in thick towels before Cammy wandered downstairs to her bedroom. She dressed in another cotton dress, this time soft pink, and tried to read from her Kindle for a while in the warm sun that was streaming through her windows. Cammy felt like she needed a break from this situation that she was in, something that she’d never dreamed would happen to her. It was crazy, in both good and bad ways alike, but she knew that she couldn’t give it up. Not yet.
CHAPTER 4
Cammy woke up later when the sun was a bit lower in the sky, and she looked around with wide eyes. “What time is it?” She didn’t know what difference it made, but she looked at her alarm clock to see that she’d been asleep for just over two hours. Cammy stretched and reached for her phone before she saw the bouquet of pink tulips on her nightstand. She saw a small card and opened it with curiosity, reading it with flushed cheeks.
I’ll never forget you on your knees for me. We have so much more to experience together. Yours, B
The bouquet was enormous, easily two dozen and she stared at them for a moment. She could remember back to a time when she’d first met him, and he’d asked what her favorite flower was. She’d told him tulips and that while any color was pretty, she loved the pink ones. Brent remembered that.
Cammy reached for her phone and checked to see a text from her friend Chloe and she clicked on it to read it. There was an invitation to have drinks, and Cammy agreed to meet her at a place nearby so they could catch up. She looked in the mirror and managed to make something out of her mess of hair that had dried when she was asleep, twisting it and wrapping it in a thick black tie before she looked in her closet.
Cammy wanted to stay home with Brent. She wanted to eat with him, swim with him, and learn more about him, but that wasn’t healthy. She needed to break this connection, this unhealthy addiction that she was building to her stepfather. Did he feel that way or was she just another notch on his bedpost, even with their past?
Cammy would never forget the downstairs room. The bed was massive with a four poster frame in dark metal that he could easily tie any woman to. There were cabinets around that she imagined had some of his tools inside, but Cammy had been in such shock by the room in general that she didn’t snoop any further. It made sense that he had a bed in his bedroom and that he had sex there, but the basement? Cammy had always imagined that to be some sort of man cave. She longed to be tethered to that bed and used in any way that Brent wanted her. Cammy wanted total domination, and she flushed as she blinked and forced herself back to reality. What was wrong with her?
She decided on a pretty green dress from her closet with a light cardigan. Cammy put on a little bit of makeup and dressed slowly, reluctantly walking down her steps as she listened for Brent in the house. He was watching a game on the television in the living room and glanced up as she stepped off of the stairs. “Going out?” His voice was casual, and she nodded as he looked her over.
“I’m meeting Chloe for drinks,” Cammy explained as he solely nodded. “You didn’t plan on cooking tonight? I didn’t think to ask.”
“I can run into the office for a bit. Want me to drop you off so you won’t have to worry about driving?” Brent asked her, and Cammy thought about his offer. She wasn’t a big drinker by nature but right now her head was a mess. “I’ll pick you up whenever you’re rea
dy.”
“I guess, yeah. You don’t mind?” Cammy asked, and he gave her a long look.
“I don’t mind doing anything you need,” he responded as she shivered. They left a few moments later in his newest car, some fancy sports car that was as smooth as silk when he started the engine. Cammy sat back in the leather seats and watched as they began the turns through the neighborhood before they reached the city. “Just you and Chloe?”
Cammy looked at him. “Yes, you know I’m not into meeting guys at a bar. Right? It’s not my thing.” She didn’t add that no man that she could meet would ever stack up to Brent but the look she had on her face when he stared at her probably conveyed her thoughts just fine, given the slow smile that crossed his stunning face as he looked back towards the road. Brent pulled up to the cute little restaurant and parked at the curb as he looked at her.
“You’re mine, Cammy. No other man is to touch you tonight or at all while we’re involved.” She raised an eyebrow at him. “What?”
“Does the same apply to you?”
“Undoubtedly,” Brent assured her as she nodded and licked her glossed lips. Cammy slipped out of the car and turned to look at him. “Text when you’re ready to come home. I’m close by.” She nodded and left the car to walk through the glass doors, looking for Chloe even as she was aware that he was pulling away. Her friend was sitting in a small booth and waved with a smile on her pretty face.
“Hey, Cam. It’s been a while. How’s your summer going?” The bubbly strawberry Blondie asked as Cammy joined her at the table.
“It’s been nice not going to class, but I think I’ve been pretty lazy.”
“Who dropped you off?” Cammy looked over to see a clear view of the front door and the curb from where they were sitting. “That car was gorgeous!”
“That was Brent, my step dad. He was coming into work, and that means I can drink more since I don’t have to drive,” Cammy replied as Chloe smiled.
