by D STEP
He put protection on and then lifted my nightgown, entering my already yearning pussy. He grabbed my hips and began to move back and forth slowly at first.
“No… Fuck me harder….” I moaned out, pressing my cheek to the bed. He was still being too gentle with me and it disappointed me.
“O-okay,” he breathed, speeding up. He surprised me a bit by being a little rougher, but even when he was moving faster, it wasn’t as rough as I wanted it… So I had an idea.
“Put it in my ass…” I panted out. A lot of my friends who said they liked it rougher also said that they enjoyed anal, so I wanted to try it. Surely that would be enough to put a spark in between us.
“R-really?” he huffed out huskily.
“Yes….” I moaned out.
He complied and there was a sharp pain in my rear when he penetrated my tiny hole. Tears formed in my eyes as he slipped in and out of it, still moving quickly. I began to moan in pleasure, finally starting to find that point that I enjoyed.
However, that emersion was broken when he grunted, “Ahhh. Ah! . . . I’m cumming…” and thrusted a few more times before stopping, leaving me without my finish again.
I wanted to cry… Not from pain like before, but from sheer frustration. Why couldn’t I get that satisfaction that I wanted from him like I heard my mom getting from my stepdad?! I could hear him apologizing, but at that moment, I was too frustrated to care.
There was only one option left.
CHAPTER 6
Once the weekend passed, I found Kent coming home earlier than my mom, who was helping out with some kind of after-school project with her favorite students and I walked into the kitchen, bending over the counter so that my boobs were nearly hanging out of my tank-top and my skirt was revealing a peak of my pastel pink panties.
“What’s up?” he asked. I saw his eyes drop for a split second then land on my eyes.
“Kent… Do you think you could show me how a good time feels?” I asked in an innocent voice, pouting. “I just don’t think I’m going to get it with Tim….”
His face turned bright red. “I don’t think I can do that…” he said, averting his gaze. “I really think you should try to work it out with your boyfriend or find a new boyfriend… Maybe try going to a couple of clubs or something. You are legal drinking age, after all.”
“I don’t want that, though,” I said, letting out a small huff. Kent was always saying how cute I was, so I was trying to be cute, as I thought that that would appeal to him the most. I wanted him so much. I knew that he could show me how sex was supposed to feel. My mom enjoyed it so much… So I would, too. “I want you…” I said, sticking my tongue out at him as I walked over, making sure to put a skip in my step so that my braless boobs bounced and drew attention to them.
“Well, you know that I’m with your mom… And you’re a bit too young for me,” he said, backing away when I was within inches of him. “I think you just feel this way because I was helping you… You really shouldn’t feel this way about me…”
“But… I do…” I said, staring up at him over my glasses. “Besides… Don’t you find me really cute?” I asked.
“Of course I do!” he responded. “But… I don’t think you’re cute in that way… I don’t want to sleep with you at all!”
I let out a huff and then twirled my hair around my finger again. “Okay… I understand…” I said. I then turned away, but turned back, leaning over just a bit so that he could catch a glimpse of my panties. “But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to change your mind…”
CHAPTER 7
That night, I heard them at it in their room again. I couldn’t help but to wonder if he was having sex with my mom to try and clear the thoughts of me. Just imagining something like that aroused me more than anything. I was already reaching into my skirt-which was a pink and white plaid school girl styled skirt when I realized that they were a LOT louder than usual. I furrowed my brows and thought for a moment before I realized that their door may be opened. I may be able to see them…
I got up and very softly, my white and pink striped knee socks padding my footsteps, walked over to my parents’ room where I leaned against the wall and peeped in. What I saw drove me wild.
My mom was on her side with one of her legs in the air. Kent’s head was in between her legs and he was lapping up all of her juices from her trimmed, black haired pussy. She was completely naked and groping one of her breasts while moaning very deeply. The bed was close to the door so I could see Kent’s tongue lashing against her clit over and over again.
I had heard about being “eaten out”, but I doubted that Tim would do something like that with how nervous he was. I wanted to be eaten out like that. I saw his tongue slip into her and slip and out and she moaned loudly, squeezing one of her breasts.
I positioned myself so that I was sitting on my haunches with my legs spread and slipped one of my hands into my panties while I slipped the other up my shirt and groped my breasts. The breasts that Tim rarely bothered to touch, even though they were beautiful ones. I played with myself, whimpering softly in pleasure as I watched.
He rolled her on her back and lifted both of her legs up, spitting all into her small ass and then shoving one of his fingers up it, causing her to scream in pleasure. “You like that?” he asked, grinning down at her.
“Fuck yes…” she breathed.
He lifted her thighs into the air and then shoved his cock-which was huge and thick-into her, causing her to scream out and tense up. He didn’t seem to care as he grabbed her ass cheeks and began to pound into her over and over.
The scene excited me so much. I wanted to be fucked like that more than anything in the world. Why couldn’t he be doing that to me right now? I rubbed my dripping wetness as fast as I could, slipping my fingers into it and whimpering out. “Oh… Kent….” I moaned, imagining that it was me that was being taken on by him right now. I wanted it to be me so much. Maybe one day it would be.
I heard my mom’s screaming become louder and Kent’s grunts became deeper and when I looked, he was moving really fast. He had her curled up so that her knees were touching her face. I saw her exposed hole squirt out juices and then he pulled out, semen dripping off of him as he did so.
I felt my own sexuality trembling and I bit my lip and panted lowly as I orgasmed, soaking my panties while thinking about how much I wanted him to have sex with me. I knew it was crazy to be so horny for him, but I couldn’t help it.
CHAPTER 8
*Kent*
After the day that Molly decided to start flirting with me… Things got a lot worse for me. She began to dress with a lot less clothing and every morning she would greet me with a kiss on the cheek, causing my face to feel like fire. It honestly reminded me of when I was in high school and I would have women flirting with me in the same manner. It made me feel young… And to be honest, it made me feel... Alive.
Of course, I was faithful to no one other than Maria, Molly’s mother and I would never sleep with my own stepdaughter, but it did wonders for my self-esteem to have someone so young lusting after me. I ignored all of her advances; I figured if I didn’t acknowledge them at all with words that she would eventually leave me alone.
I was wrong, though. The first day I started to notice more of her body was a Saturday when Maria had decided to go out with some friends, leaving me alone in the house with Molly. The young girl had dressed in a pink and hot pink polka-dotted, sleeveless blouse and a really short, white skirt, along with white pastel pink striped knee high socks and her usual glasses. On top of the cute outfit, she had no bra on and I could see how her nipples matched her clothing. Pink.
While I was sitting on the couch in the living room, she came in and sat down next to me, curling her legs under her body.
“I’m going to sit right here… Okie?” she said, batting her cute little lashes up at me.
I found myself blushing, but I nodded in agreement. I could see how smooth the skin of her thighs
were and I couldn’t resist but to stare at it. Even more, when she leaned, her breast almost slipped from the side of her shirt and I caught another glimpse of her pink mounds and I felt certain areas of my pants reacting in ways that I didn’t wish for them to.
I turned on a sports channel on the TV and tried my best not to let it get to me, though, even though she leaned against me and would smile up at me every-so-often… I wasn’t going to let my resolve break, though. I refused.
It got even worse.
She began greeting me now by kissing me on the lips in the morning, which made me tremble as my resolve was really starting to be broken down by her. She still wore really skimpy clothing and I couldn’t help but to stare, even though I made sure to be careful of when my wife was in the room, as getting caught in that sort of lustrous stare would get me in a world of trouble.
Sometimes, when we were in the room alone, she would even go so far as to drop small objects, like her hair clips and then bend over and let me see her round behind, clothed in some shade of pink panties. It looked so firm and round that all I could think about on the days that it happened was touching it. I wanted to grab it and pinch it and show her what anal should feel like.
I had heard her complaining on the phone to her friends about how bad in bed her boyfriend was, even after taking advice-probably my advice- on what to do and how to solve the issues and I knew that I could show her how it was really done, if I wanted to. I didn’t need to do something like that, no matter how much I wanted to, though.
I was pretty certain that my resolve was dropped to nothing as her kisses became even more lustful in the morning after my wife announced that in a week she would have to attend the Annual Teacher’s Conference and would be gone for the weekend. I wasn’t a teacher, so I didn’t have to go.
Molly began running her hand over my bulge when she kissed me in the mornings and on the days that I came down still in my pajama pants, she would even reach her hand into my pants and pump gently at my cock until footsteps were heard on the stairs. I wanted her. I wanted her milky smooth skin and soft lips. I wanted to touch her perky, pink nipples and hear her cry in pleasure as I taught her what sex was really all about.
I wouldn’t be able to resist much longer!
CHAPTER 9
*Molly*
I knew that I was close to cracking into his shell. I could feel his rock hard cock and how it wept in pleasure when I touched it. He wouldn’t even look at me without blushing and shifting his pants around to hide what was inside of them now.
On the day of the meeting that my mom had to attend, I decided to hide away in my room until she left. When I heard him telling her goodbye downstairs and then heard the downstairs door shut, I waited an hour to make sure that she didn’t come back because she forgot something. I then donned a pair of pastel pink thigh-high socks and nothing else.
I had taken the pleasure of completely shaving myself so that he could see all of it and I had showered so I smelled of vanilla bath soap as I walked downstairs, my bare breasts bouncing with each of my perky steps.
He was in the kitchen and when he saw me, he stared at me, his jaws agape.
“M-Molly! Don’t you think-”
“I know… I should have clothes on… But I figured I didn’t need them if you’re just going to take them off, okie?” I purred out, strutting into the kitchen. He was dressed in nothing but black pajama pants and I wanted them to go soon. I walked over to him and slipped my hand into his pants and grabbed his huge cock and pumped slowly at it as I whispered, “I want you to fuck me hard….”
“Fine…” he grunted, his breathing already starting to speed up. He pulled his pants and underwear off leaving us both as naked as we were going to get.
I fell to my knees and began to lick his cock, which throbbed. “It’s so big…” I moaned. He was probably almost double the size of Tim. I couldn’t wait to have him inside of me. I took it in my mouth and sucked it as he fisted his hand into my hair and tugged gently.
“Ahhh….” He groaned out, swaying his hips back and forth gently as I pleasured him.
I was just getting into it, tasting all of his salty juices as I dripped with arousal when he pulled me up by the hair and then grabbed one of my breasts, squeezing it and pinching my nipples.
“Be as rough as you like…” I moaned out. I was already soaked and couldn’t wait for him to fuck me like he did my mom. I knew I would love it. There was no way that I wouldn’t love it. I just couldn’t wait for it to happen.
“I plan to,” he breathed into my shoulder, making me tremble since my bare skin was cold. He trailed kisses down my neck as he stepped behind me and groped me. I could feel his dick in between my legs, rubbing against the lips of my pussy and I knew that I wanted him. I spread my legs and he whispered in my ear, “Be patient…”
“I don’t wanna,” I moaned out. I wanted him to fuck me right then and there. I didn’t see any reason why I should have to wait any longer for it. I had already waited more than enough, right? “I wanna cum while screaming your name…” I whimpered out.
“You will….” He mumbled. He then placed a hand on the back of my head and pushed me forward so that I was bent over the kitchen table with my cheek pressed to the cool, smooth surface, my breasts flattened and chilled by it.
He fell to his knees and I trembled in anticipation as he began to eat me out. His tongue slipped into my almost untouched lips and he lapped up all of my juices, causing me to moan out in pleasure. He then traveled up to my clitoris and I bit my lip and my knees tried to buckle, he grabbed one and held one of my legs while his mouth sucked up all of my wetness.
“Ke-Kent…” I moaned out, my entire body trembling in pleasure. I could barely stand, I pressed my palms into the table and support myself with all of my strength and might. I didn’t know how long I was going to be able to stand this before I came.
He stopped then stood. I leaned my back against him for support as I panted. “I didn’t say you could stand up…” he grumbled as he grabbed my hair and bent me back over the table. He smacked my ass with his free hand, making me cry out in pleasure and pain. I bet there was a big hand print there now.
He was slow and gentle at first as he entered me, though it still brought tears to my eyes, he was too big. He moved slowly, groaning out, “So… Tight…” as he moved back and forth inside my pussy with his cock so hard.
“Is it…?” I asked. I couldn’t move because his hand was still on my head, but I was glad that he found me to be tight and pleasurable. It felt so amazing, but I wanted him to go faster. I wanted him to really fuck me like he did my mom. I didn’t want him to be gentle… So I begged, “Faster… Please…”
He chuckled at me and at first, he didn’t speed up. He slapped my ass again and again and the sting of his spanks rippled through my ass cheeks. He began to speed up, becoming quick and rough, pounding into me over and over again and causing drool to leak from my mouth as I cried out over and over again in pleasure. It felt so amazing!!
“You like that?” he groaned out. “You wanted it rough, right?” he asked.
“Y-yeah…” I panted out. I then let out a small squeak of pain as he smacked my ass again and again.
“Well, I gotta spoil you, so I guess I’ll give it to ya nice and rough…” he continued friskily. He didn’t slow down and I could feel my insides being stretched and filled completely and beyond by how big he was. It hurt, but the ecstasy from it made it feel amazing.
He pulled out all at once and then sat on the table and grabbed me. “I want you to ride me,” he commanded, lowering me onto his dick. I got time to look down and see that he was covered in my juices and it turned me on and drove me insane.
“Ah-ah!!” I screamed out, grabbing his shoulders once he entered me again and began to bounce me up and down on his hardness. I felt my insides being stirred with every single bounce. He grabbed one of my breasts, took it in his mouth and sucked on my nipple roughly as I bounced. His hands w
ere on my ass and he lifted me on and off of him.
I felt him throb within me and it was enough to nearly send me to my climax. Apparently, he didn’t want me to cum yet, he lifted me up and swiveled around so that he could place me on my back on the table. He lifted my thighs up and spat into my ass like he had my mom’s, driving me wild.
He then spread my ass wide open and shoved his huge cock into my ass. I cried in pain and my back arched, but he didn’t stop, which was just what I wanted. He began to thrust in and out of me, curling my knees to my chest. When I looked in between them, I could see my soaking wet vagina and I could see the thick, throbbing veins that ran down the sides of his cock going in and out of me and it drove me wild.
He began to finger my pussy and rub my clit with his thumb and between that and him pounding me so deep and with so much power was enough to finish me off totally. I felt my entire body begin to go numb, quiver and then lock up as I reached my climax. My head fell back and I thought I was going to ascend to heaven as I orgasmed, squirting all over his hand.