Tight

by Betty King

  “Oh my fucking god! That was so amazing!” I said to Aiden.

  “Yeah that was a once in a lifetime fuck.” Aiden's cock slowly shrank while it was inside me until it came out. A waterfall of cum came with it, dripping everywhere. I put my fingers down there to feel how wet everything was. My hand was soaked and I finally got off Aiden and laid next to him.

  “God I want to lay here forever.” I looked over at Aiden and he was already asleep. I laid there staring at Aiden until I finally succumbed to sleep.

  I woke up a few hours later and it was already dark. “Holy shit, it's night time and we have to get back home before Mom gets suspicious!”

  “Don't worry. I'll tell her we got lost and it took me awhile to figure out where we were. We both frantically gathered all our clothes and the picnic basket.

  “Is she actually going to believe you would get lost?” I said while getting dressed.

  “Probably not,” he laughed.

  Aiden and I rode back to the house really fast. I still felt so weak from our fuck session that I could barely stay on the horse. When we arrived at the house, Aiden dismounted and helped me off the horse. We both kissed briefly and I wanted to stay with those lips forever.

  “Can I see you tomorrow?” I asked.

  “Well I have a lot of work to do. But we could meet at the barn again late at night. How about at midnight?”

  I smiled at him. “Sounds good to me! Goodnight.”

  “Goodnight, Gabriella.”

  I ran up to my room excited about the next time I would get to see Aiden.

  I couldn't wait until I could feel the warmth of his cum inside me again.

  The End

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  Pregnant Surprise

  Copyright 2016 Betty King

  All Rights Reserved.

  What's inside this book...

  It's Abigail's birthday and she's in for a big surprise from the man of the house...

  Abigail is devastated when she finds out her mom has to work on her birthday. That means she has to spend all day alone with Jordan, the strong man of the house. What Abigail doesn't know is that Jordan has a special birthday present for her that will change her forever.

  “It's my first time, Abigail...” Ned really had no clue when it came to women.

  I stopped kissing him and pushed him away. “Are you fucking serious, Ned?”

  Ned looked down at the ground with a confused expression. “I just thought you would want to know,” he said shyly. Who knew that the star quarterback would be a virgin? We both awkwardly shuffled around in the backseat of his compact car.

  I just wanted to have a little fun for the night and Ned was trying to ruin everything. Why couldn't I get a real man? “Ned, I'm just going to forget what you just said.” I grabbed his head and pulled him in for a kiss. His breath was minty fresh from the gum in his mouth. By the way his lips worked, I wondered if he had ever kissed a girl before. It was so slobbery that it felt like a dog was licking my face. I wanted him to stop so I pulled my shirt up and showed off my perfect tits in a white bra.

  Ned's eyes went wide. He'd probably never even seen a girl naked. His hands hovered over my breasts like they were bombs about to go off. I grabbed his hands and pressed them into my tits. Ned softly moaned and I could see his cock bulging in his jeans. I knew he wouldn't be able to take my bra off so I did the work for him. By his shocked face, I knew for sure he'd never seen a girl naked before.

  Ned took something out of his pocket. “I brought a condom!” he said triumphantly.

  I rolled my eyes. “Good for you, now put it down We aren't ready for that yet.”

  Ned look disappointed and tossed the condom on the floor. It tumbled underneath the front passenger seat and I pulled Ned's head into my tits, suffocating him. I let my fingers trace the outline of his cock under his jeans. He was smaller than I thought he would be. It was better than nothing. I rubbed his shaft a little bit and Ned had to come up for air so he could moan. I helped him unbuckle his pants and he took them off.

  It was difficult to maneuver in the car but with some work I was able to get my skinny jeans off. Ned's cock was throbbing with desire. I was barely wet but I needed him inside me. I laid down and Ned tried to position himself on top of me.

  Suddenly, bright lights beamed through the windows and into the car. Ned quickly ducked down. “Oh shit!” Ned whispered.

  I was getting fed up. “God damn, it's just a passing car! Would you forget about it and fuck me already!”

  The headlights faded away and Ned peeked out. “I think they're gone.”

  “I'm not going to wait much longer.”

  I spread my legs further and watched as Ned was about to mount me.

  I put my hand on his chest to stop him.“You're going to need to put the condom on first.”

  “Oh yeah!” Ned fumbled around under the seat until he found it. “Do you know how to put it on?”

  I let out a obvious sigh of frustration. “Just give it to me.” I plucked the condom out of his hand and began to unwrap it.

  Ned's face strained. “Oh my God! I'm coming!” He stroked his cock while he unloaded cum all over my pubic hair.

  “You gotta be fucking kidding me!!” I screamed. I threw the wet condom and it hit Ned right in the face and stuck to his cheek. Ned finished and I took his t-shirt that said “Football Champs” and wiped all the cum off before it dried. I was so angry that I didn't even say a word while I put my clothes back on.

  “Drive me home,” I said without looking at him. I was beyond angry.

  “I'm sorry, Abigail. Just give me a little time and I'll be able to go again.” Ned was reluctant to put his clothes back on because he was still going to be a virgin.

  “You blew it, Ned. Get one of your cheerleaders to fuck you.” That really got him going. He gathered up his clothes and jumped into the front seat, huffing and puffing.

  Once I was fully clothed, I climbed into the passenger seat and checked myself in the mirror. Ned started the car and drove off while I fixed my hair and makeup. When we pulled up to my house, I could tell that Ned was really sorry but I didn't want anything to do with him. I just picked up my black purse and left the car without saying a word.

  The walk up the driveway was difficult. I could still hear Ned's car sitting there and watching me. I kinda felt bad for him but I needed a real man. I couldn't wait to go to college where I could meet guys who actually had sex before. I got my keys out and searched for the right one. Ned was still behind me, waiting in his car. I didn't want to look back at him so I quickly unlocked the door and went inside.

  “It's past your curfew Abigail.”

  “Oh shit!” I screamed. I was so scared that I almost jumped out of my shoes. In the living room, my step-father, Jordan, was sitting in the dark. “You scared the crap outta me, stepdad!”

  Jordan clicked on the light next to him. It lit just enough of his face to make him look sinister. “You're mom wouldn't be too pleased to know that you came home so late. Especially with your birthday right around the corner.” My real stepdad left us when I was just a baby. Jordan and my mom met only a couple years ago and they got married almost immediately. I was always jealous of my mom. Jordan was my ideal man: strong and incredibly handsome. His dark hair was always perfectly combed and he had just the right amount of stubble. The problem was he could be a real jerk sometimes.

  “Please don't tell mom!” I pleaded with him.

  I could see him juggling with ideas in his head. “Okay I won't tell her but I'm going to have to punish you myself.”

  “Sure, that's fine.” I got ready to go upstairs before he stopped me.

  “Hold up, Abigail. You need to talk to your mother about what you want to do for your birthday. It's your last one before you go away for college. Your mom just wants to make it special.” Jordan smiled at me.

  “Okay I will.” I smiled back.

  I tip-toed upstairs and quietly shut my bedroom
door so I didn't wake up my mom. I went to bed that night feeling so unsatisfied. I knew there was only way to make myself feel better. I slipped my hand under the covers and into my panties. My fingers met my warm pussy and my body writhed with pleasure.

  Flashes of Ned's inability passed through my mind and I could feel myself getting instantly turned off. I shook my head and tried to focus on something else. An image of Jordan popped in and he was all shirtless and sweaty. I pictured him walking in on me touching myself. At first, it's embarrassing and then puts his hands are all over me.

  Back in bed, my fingers were working wonders on my clit. I rubbed it around in circles, softly at first. Then I slightly increased the pressure as my body got more into it. My other hand felt up my left breast. I pinched my own nipple which made me bite my lip hard. I imagined Jordan holding me down, about to force himself on me. I put two fingers in my mouth to simulate his cock. I let my tongue run over them and sucked hard. I needed his seed inside me. I wanted a baby.

  I couldn't handle the ecstasy anymore. The pleasure was building more and more. I wanted to release it.

  “Ohhhhhhh!!!” I quickly stuffed a pillow over my mouth while my orgasm took control. I furiously rubbed my clit while I let the pleasure take hold of me. I arched my back and all the muscles in my body flexed. My feet and toes were all pointed, shaking with ecstasy. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I felt euphoria.

  After my climax passed, I was completely exhausted. It was so hard to catch my breath and I couldn't believe I just thought about fucking my step-father. I laid in bed, staring up at the ceiling. What was I supposed to do with these feelings? I couldn't bury them. I see Jordan every single day. I just had to have him. I fell asleep that night with the biggest grin on my face.

  The next day was the day before my birthday. I went downstairs and saw my mom making some breakfast. The smell of pancakes and syrup invaded my nose.

  “Morning, mom!” I went over to the kitchen island and sat down on a barstool

  “Oh good morning, Abigail,” she said with a smile. “How did you sleep?”

  “I actually slept really good last night!” I definitely couldn't tell her why it was so good. She brought over a plate that had a juicy stack of pancakes on it. “So mom, what are we going to do for my birthday.”

  “Oh honey, I wanted to do something really nice for you tomorrow but there's a problem. The hospital called and they need me to work a shift that day. I'm so sorry. Is there any way we could celebrate it the day after?”

  I tried to hide my disappointment. “Yeah my mom, it's no big deal.

  “I'll make it up to you, I swear!” My mom poured the syrup over my pancakes. She always knew exactly how much I wanted. Just enough to cover all the pancakes and not get them too soggy. I felt so depressed which made me eat way too much.

  The next morning, I woke up super excited that it was my birthday. My mom usually made me breakfast in bed with the whole food tray and everything. I realized instantly that it wasn't going to happen that morning. My mom was going to be gone until at least after midnight. She was going to miss my whole birthday. I flung the covers over my head and went back to sleep. I hoped I could just sleep for 24 hours and wake up the next day to a wonderful birthday.

  I almost did really sleep in the whole day. I heard a knock at my door and my eyes opened up. I could see the sun was setting and that freaked me out. It felt like I had skipped a whole day. There was another knock on the door.

  “Come in,” I yelled. The door cracked open and Jordan peeked his head through. When I saw it was him, I covered myself up with the comforter and tried to hide my makeup-less face. I suddenly felt very self-conscious around him.

  “Abigail, it's time to get up. I have some dinner downstairs for you whenever you're ready.”

  “Okay thank you! I'll be down after I take a quick shower.”

  Jordan closed the door but right before it shut, he popped his head back in. “Oh yeah, happy birthday Abigail.”

  I felt a rush of happiness. I'd forgotten it was my birthday. I jumped out of bed and checked myself in the mirror. My body felt sluggish from sleeping all day and I could barely walk. I had dark circles under my eyes and my hair was in tatters. I ran across the hall and took a quick shower. My stomach was grumbling like an alien creature because I hadn't eaten in almost a whole day.

  After my shower, I went to my closet to find something to wear. I wanted to look nice for Jordan. I wanted him to want me. I found a cute short skirt and paired it with a white v-neck sweater. I had just the right amount of cleavage that I knew would knock his socks off.

  Once my makeup and hair were done, I ran downstairs to meet him. Jordan was seated at the dinner table and before him laid a magnificent feast. My jaw dropped to the floor at the sight of all the food. All my favorite things to eat were just sitting there. Chicken pizza, pesto pasta, turkey burgers, and fried rice. He even made grilled cheese which I loved to eat for lunch.

  “How did you do all this?” I asked shockingly.

  “It was easy actually. You were asleep for the entire day and I got bored so I just kept cooking. Since you're mom was going to be gone for your birthday, I thought it would be fun to have a crazy buffet.”

  “This is amazing! Thank you so much!” My eyes were still taking in all the food.

  Jordan pointed to a seat next to him. “Well sit down and eat before it all goes cold.”

  I sat down next to him and I caught him looking down my shirt. I was excited that my plan was working. I started grabbing plates and pouring myself some soda. I tried a little bit of everything and it was all fantastic. Even after eating tons of good. we barely even made a dent. After we were done, we both sat back in our chairs and let the food settle.

  “I feel like I'm in a food coma,” I joked.

  “I think I'm going to have a food baby,” Jordan remarked. We both laughed until our sides hurt. He didn't know that I really wanted a baby with him.

  A couple hours passed with us sitting at the table exchanging laughs. It was the longest I'd ever been alone with him. My mom worked a lot but even then Jordan and I would stay in our separate rooms. I was having so much fun and I kept checking the clock as it got ever closer to midnight. I wasn't exactly sure when my mom would be back but I knew it would be soon after 12.

  “Oh! Before I forget!” Jordan bent down under the table and pulled out a present. “This is for you,” he said, handing me the nicely wrapped box.

  In the past, my mom and Jordan always got me a joint gift. In reality, I knew my mom was the one that did the shopping and Jordan just signed the card. It was strange that he actually got me a separate gift. I looked the gift over and tried to figure out what it was. By the size of the box, it was probably clothes. I smiled at Jordan before tearing the wrapping off.

  The box was bright pink and said Victoria's Secret on the front. I gave Jordan a raised eyebrow and took the top off the box. I dug through all the tissue paper and pulled out a bra. It was the latest push-up bra.

  “Oh wow! This looks amazing!” I checked the tag of the bra. “How did you know my size?”

  “I pay attention to details,” he said, looking me up and down.

  “Thank you so much! Do you mind if I go upstairs and try it on right now?” I was hoping he would see that as an invitation.

  “Go right ahead.” Jordan took a sip of his wine and he wore a devilish grin.

  I took the bra and ran upstairs. I listened for his footsteps but didn't hear any. Maybe I misread the signals? Or what if he didn't understand what I meant? I still went to my bedroom to try the bra on. I took my top off and unhooked my old bra. I put the one on and it fit perfectly. I marveled at my body in the full length mirror. That's when I heard the door open.

  I didn't even look behind. I just stared at Jordan through the mirror as he watched me. He came up from behind and put his strong arms around me.

  “That bra looks really nice on you,” he said in a sexy voice. His hands
came up and felt my tits in the bra. I closed my eyes and let out a soft moan. I put my hands on his as he felt me up. Then his hands left me and he backed away. I turned around to face him and he was holding another present. This time it was a bag and there was no label on it.

  “Remember how I said I'm going to have to punish you.”

  “Yes Jordan,” I gulped.

  He pulled out some ropes from the bag. “You've been a very naughty girl, Abigail. I'm gonna have to teach you a lesson.”

  “Oh I'm sorry I've been so bad. Be gentle!”

  Jordan dropped the ropes to the floor and grabbed me by the hair. He pulled me in and put his rough lips on mine. I could smell his musky scent and it's what I thought real men should smell like. I felt his arms on my back, holding me close to him. Our lips moved together and our tongues touched. We kissed for so long that I thought I was going to pass out from a lack of oxygen.