OUTLAW'S BABY

by Amy Brent

He eyed her daughter as she stretched out on the soft cushioned chaise lounge in her tiny yellow bikini that merely covered what he wanted to see the most of so she could tan her soft olive skin. She wasn’t a small girl, but he’d used her full breasts as a fantasy for a few years now, and he narrowed his eyes as his cock grew hard in his pants. Her frame was thick but curvy, and he looked over her toned calves as he unzipped his slacks and dropped them to the floor.

  Brent fisted himself and stroked hard as he thought about the sheets that were locked in his desk securely. He’d been lucky enough to find her journal on her bed when she’d rushed off to a class at UCLA and copied every page of it before she arrived home. Brent replaced it and acted like he’d never seen it but he was all too aware of her documented fantasies, and he knew that he was about to spray the wall with his cum as he grabbed a Kleenex from the desk. Brent shot into it and moaned her name as he leaned his hand on the wall for support and closed his eyes.

  God, she looked like her mama, and he turned to toss the Kleenex into the trash. Cammy was more like Noreen than he’d ever thought with her dark erotic fantasies about him that she’d been writing down for the last two years. According to her words, she’d only had sex twice, but it wasn’t satisfying, and she admitted to wanting him but was far too shy to tell him.

  A dip in the pool sounded like a good way of refresh himself after the flight and Brent went into the bedroom to change into some board shorts that would allow him room to harden as he spent time with her so that she might not notice unless Cammy looked close. She acted sweet and innocent, but he was hoping that those pretty topaz eyes would see and act on her desires that she’d written with what looked like a shaky hand. He walked down the long stairs to the first floor and grabbed a couple of beers from the fridge before going outside.

  Cammy moved as he walked over the deck and down the stairs to the pool and set the bottles down on a glass table. “Beautiful day, isn’t it?” He called out as she sat up slightly and crossed her legs together with a nervous smile.

  “Did you just get in?” Her voice was sweet, and it made him hard all over again as he imagined her crying out his name as he drove into her from behind. He could see her looking around for a towel, but they were closer to him on a chair, and he nodded as she crossed her arms over her barely covered nipples. “I wasn’t expecting you.”

  “I got a flight first thing this morning. I wanted to be home.” Brent looked over at her as she slid big sunglasses over her face and tried to relax again. He knew that this part of their house was a big stage for a lot of her fantasies from the journal, and he felt her eyes devouring his muscular torso as she thought he didn’t notice. He walked over to the deep end and dove in perfectly as the cold water drenched his body and soaked his shorts as they tightened around his erection. Brent pictured that little suit as he swam to the surface and wiped his eyes with one hand before he looked at her. “Have you been in? It feels great.”

  “No, not yet. I was just sunning myself after Tasha left.” Cammy called back, referring to the woman that kept the house today and prepared the meals in advance for them to eat. “I helped her today.”

  “You don’t need to do that,” Brent gently reminded her as he was reminded that she missed having a mom. “You do enough going to school and studying.”

  “I enjoy it. I won’t live here forever, so cooking is a great thing to learn.” Cammy replied as he rested his chin on the marble edge of the deep end of the huge pool.

  “I don’t mind you staying here,” Brent said as he stroked himself over his suit and longed to jerk off again.

  “I know that, but you’ll want the place to yourself sooner or later,” she responded as he gripped the edge of his cock under the water. Quite the contrary, he liked her being here and adding some warmth to the place, and he knew from her journal that she didn’t want to leave herself. She enjoyed watching him walk around the house, and Brent bit his lip as he looked over at her. Her nipples were hard under the sun, and he slipped his hand under the material and gave himself a few tugs before he pushed himself easily out of the pool.

  “I brought you a beer,” Brent told her as he walked it over to her. Cammy took it and thanked him in a low voice as he let his eyes run over her body slowly. This is what she wanted based on what he’d read, and he watched as her legs parted slightly while she opened the bottle. “I’ll grill tonight. Did Tasha make those burgers for us?”

  “I made them,” Cammy told him and the idea of her sweet little hands forming the meat made heat surge through him again. “There’s some fresh spinach and some potato salad in the fridge too.”

  “Perfect,” Brent replied as he turned to drink some of his beer. All he had to do was nudge the material just a little, and he’d see her full nipple, and he fought the urge to do so as he took a long sip. “Are we alone tonight or do I need to cook extra?” Sometimes she had friends over, and he was relieved to see her shake her head.

  “Lisa went to Vegas with her boyfriend and everyone else is on their vacations.” Her caramel colored hair was clipped on top of her head and fell in loose curls as she pretended to settle back in the chair while she stretched her long legs in front of her. Cammy was making no effort to cover herself now, and he smiled as he took the seat next to her with his body still dripping. The wet felt good on his heated skin and Brent stared forward as he took a deep breath. “How was the city?”

  “Productive,” he responded as he looked her over from this angle. Her chest pushed up and gave her a lovely silhouette the rest of her body sunk into the chair as the sun beat down on her. Brent played back the words in his mind that he’d read, and he reached over to stroke her thigh as she jumped under his hand. “How was your week?” He wondered if she’d gotten herself off in the house alone as he circled a finger over her skin in a slow movement and Brent watched her swallow from under his sunglasses he’d finally put on.

  “It was okay. I just relaxed…you know.” Her last word came out as a breath as he smiled and moved his fingers down her leg. “Nothing special.”

  He was aware that Cammy knew that he was dominant though he wasn’t sure how. Perhaps she’d made her way into the lower room and seen his room where he fucked the women that he wanted. There weren’t a lot but sometimes he had to scratch the itch that she wasn’t taking care of. He knew from the women in his past that his cropped dark hair and bright green eyes were appealing and that many of them didn’t hesitate when he gave them his orders. “I’ll be home for quite some time now, I suspect. The East Coast office can handle most things on their own.” He felt Cammy scoot closer to him and he, in turn, slid his hand towards her inner thigh as he heard her suck in her breath.

  “What are you doing, Brent?” Her voice was soft, and he looked directly at her.

  “You look beautiful in that suit. I can’t help myself, Cam. Do you mind?” He knew that she didn’t want to be dominated immediately but rather teased, and he continued his slow torture closer to the edge of her bikini bottom as she looked over at him. Brent had slowly been increasing his flirtation with her since reading her darkest desires, and she drew her full lower lip into her mouth. “You’re a gorgeous woman, Cammy. When is the last time that you came?”

  “Oh my God. Brent, I don’t know.” He could see her skin flush pink, and he suspected that it was relatively recently. “Why are you asking me that?”

  “I want to be the one to make you cum right now. I want you to spread your legs and move that material over so I can access your pussy.” They had a very private backyard, and she whimpered as she stared at him. “You can’t be completely surprised by this, Cammy. I’ve expressed my interest in you for months now.” Ever since he’d found out what she wanted, Brent had turned up the heat, and he slipped his large hand under the suit as she jerked against him. “We’re two consenting adults. None of this is wrong, and I can make you feel good. Don’t you want this?” His hand traced her bare skin before his fingers slipped into her wet folds and found her h
ardened clit as she closed her eyes and arched her back. “Yeah, you want this. That pussy is soaked for me.”

  A moan escaped her lips as he plunged a finger inside of her and continued to stroke her as she met him with her hips.

  Fantasy number one well into play.

  Cammy loosened the top at his request and her breasts spilled out with their dark pink nipples hard and ready for him as he fucked her harder and harder with his hand. Her pussy tightened around him as he leaned over her to take a nipple into his mouth and she panted as her release washed over his fingers and down into the seat. Brent kept stroking her clit as he sucked and bit her skin while she jerked underneath him. “Brent, that feels so good.” All of Cammy’s inhibitions were gone now as she lay in a mess in the chair and he stared at her. “I’m going to cum again.”

  “I want you to wait this time. I want you to stop it until I tell you I’m ready for you to.” He knew how sensitive she was and Cammy’s beautiful face twisted in near pain as he moved his hands harder over her. He sensed her readiness to explode, but she tensed and seemed to try to hold it in as he kissed her stomach gently. “I am going to own this cunt, Cammy. I will control it.”

  “Please, let me. I’m dying.” Cammy pleaded as he slipped three fingers inside of her. “I’ll do anything.”

  Brent loved when they begged, and he let the ideas surge through his head. “That’s a dangerous offer, Cammy.”

  “Anything, Brent. Fuck I need to let go. I’ve wanted this for so long,” Cammy revealed, and he reached over with his free hand to pinch one of her nipples as she jumped underneath him.

  Brent imagined her with clamps over her nipples as he pinched harder. “Cum.” His voice was a whisper and she rocked against his fingers as she gushed into the chair and cried out his name. “That’s girl. When’s the last time?”

  “Today, out here,” was her breathless answer and he smiled.

  “By yourself?”

  “I masturbated today thinking of you coming home,” Cammy confessed as she looked down at her body. “I’m a mess. I’ve never been like this before, Brent. I’ve never felt like this before.”

  CHAPTER 2

  Brent eased her into the cool water of the pool naked and watched as her eyes closed while she ducked her head underneath. Cammy came up with her mouth open and her eyes more alert as she stared at him. “What was that? You’re my stepfather.”

  “One that you’ve been lusting over for quite some time, no?” Brent asked her as her eyes widened and her face flushed. “No blood relation here. Like I said before, just two consenting adults and you want me, Cammy.” His voice was even as he moved closer to her and she gasped.

  “Mom,” she whimpered as he pressed her against the side with his body and bent his head to nibble on her earlobe.

  “I miss her every day as you do, but I have watched you turn into this woman that deserves the best. She knew that I found you sexy as well. We talked about it when I fucked her.”

  “What?” Cammy asked in shock as Brent slipped his hand between her legs again to press his fingers inside. “You..did?”

  “Yes. She’d beg me to tell her when she was on her knees in front of me while I spanked her for thinking such naughty thoughts,” Brent assured her as she stared into his eyes. “You look so much like her, and I remember those nights well.” He continued to manipulate her clit as she watched his face and Cammy came when he told her to before she slipped her arms around his neck and slumped against him. “I’ll cook us dinner and make us some drinks. Rest over there, beautiful.”

  Cammy made her way to her lounge chair and covered it with a towel before she fell into it and curled her legs under her body. Brent wrapped a towel around his waist and went into the chef’s kitchen to see what he had to work with as he grinned. He was getting his way so easily, and he grabbed the burgers and wrapped some corn on the cob in foil before going back outside. Cammy appeared to be asleep, and he warmed up the coals and watched her with curiosity on his face. Once they were hot, he set the food on the grill and looked around his yard. It was beautiful with a lot of grass and flowers in addition to the pool and barbecue area; it felt like his peace though his body was feeling tormented right now. Brent had everything, but the one thing that he wanted was behind him in that chair, and she wanted everything that he did. He knew that he’d have her eating out of his hand as he forced her to play out each and every one of her fantasies.

  Brent had made his money early on investing the money that he did have in various things, but business was what he succeeded at. Once he’d gotten the knack of buying and selling broken companies once they were fixed, he’d slowly been able to have all of this around him by the time that he was thirty. He admitted that the house was a bit on the large side, but Brent had fallen in love with the yard more than anything else as well as the privacy.

  He could have an orgy out here, and nobody would be bothered. In fact, Brent had before he met Noreen. Those were good memories but Brent preferred one-on-one now, and he knew just who he was going to be with as much as possible. He had flipped the burgers and the corn before they were done and he plated them and took everything inside before he came back outside and gently shook Cammy awake. She opened her eyes and then widened them as she looked down to see herself naked. “Dinner’s inside. Come in when you’re ready.” Brent termed and walked back to the house before he turned to see her wrapping a towel around her body and slowly standing up.

  Brent had made some margaritas in the blender and fixed an easy spinach salad in a bowl by the time Cammy walked in and looked around. “I think I am going to put something on. I’ll be back.” Brent glanced up as she walked towards the stairs that led to her room on the second floor. She shared that part of the house with nobody else while his room was on the third floor and Brent smiled as he poured two drinks into large glasses and set them on the counter.

  Cammy returned with her hair braided and a thin green cotton dress on that ended at her lower thighs. Brent knew that she’d thought about what to put on upstairs, and he liked the tight dress that showed off all of her assets. They loaded up their plates and walked back outside to the large table with their drinks as she looked at him with hooded eyes. “You want me too?”

  “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.