My hand slid up and down across his thigh, feeling his strong muscles. As I got close to his groins, I could feel something hard as my hand brushed against his cock. It was harder than before... a lot harder. I gasped in surprise while I massaged the tip of his cock through his pants, running my fingers along his shaft and stroking it from pure interest.
I wonder if it would feel different. I thought while Evan leaned back and put his arms on the backrest, enjoying the moment in silence. I continued to stroke his cock for a while until curiosity got the best for me, and I started to unzip his pants. Evan reached down and opened the button in one swift move and grabbed his cock, lifting it out of his pants.
When I wrapped my fingers around Evan’s shaft, I could feel just how stiff he really was. Like a rock. I mused to myself, slowly stroking the foreskin up and down over his faintly purple, swollen head. His cock throbbed against my hand, essentially begging me to stroke it harder and faster.
“Mmm…” Evan moaned.
“Shh!” I said quickly, glancing up the stairs and letting out a nervous giggle. “We can’t wake mom.”
“You’re right. We better be quiet.” Evan said immediately. His left hand lifted from the sofa and landed on the back of my head, tugging gently at my hair until my head fell backwards into his hand. “Especially you.” He added, staring into my eyes with a meaningful look in his eyes.
His other hand reached around my back and pulled me into his lap, stroking and caressing my body lovingly. Both of his hands wandered in under my shirt and slowly stroked my stomach, going upwards to my chest. His gentle touch tickled my sensitive skin and made me shiver with joy.
I let go of Evan’s cock for a short moment to let him pull my shirt off over my head, revealing my supple breasts to him. He grabbed my perky, pink nipples between his thumbs and index fingers, squeezing them roughly until they were as stiff and rosy as his cock. I could feel myself becoming wet already, my pussy juices soaking my panties and staining them. I’m ready. I thought to myself as I stared into Evan’s eyes, biting my lip. I want you.
I stood up on my knees and slowly started to work off my pajama pants and panties, slowly sliding them down across my hips and buttocks. After they fell to the floor, I climbed back into Evan’s lap and straddled him, with one leg on each side of his muscular, hairy thighs. His hands stroked across my back and caressed my curves, his nose inhaling my scent as I leaned closer and placed my breasts in front of his face.
“You need to be quiet now.” He whispered into my ear, pulling my hips closer towards his torso. I could feel his pulsating cock rub against my wet, willing pussy when he leaned in even closer, his lips almost touching the lobe of my ear. “Especially when I stretch your tight little pussy.”
I lowered myself down onto Evan’s cock and he thrusted upwards, penetrating deep into me with one forceful push. I could feel my pussy lips spread apart around his cock, and a surprised, pleased moan escaped my lips. Evan’s hand immediately reached up and muffled me.
“We need to be quiet, remember?” He whispered and started to thrust up and down slowly.
His cock slid in and out of me, becoming lubricated with my pussy juices and slowly stretching my pussy open wide to fit his massive cock. I closed my eyes and moaned quietly into his hand, grinding my pussy against his lower body.
Suddenly, Evan’s hands reached below my buttocks and lifted me up. Instinctively, I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on tight. With his cock still buried deep inside of me, he stood up and set me down on my back on the sofa and climbed on top of me, my legs folding so that my knees were resting on his shoulders.
Evan started to thrust again, suddenly penetrating much deeper into my pussy than before. His hands reached up and grabbed my wrists, pressing them down into the sofa and stopping me from squirming around. I bit my lip and tried to hold back my pleased moans, but every now and then a quiet groan would escape my lips. Evan quickly silenced me with a kiss.
The new angle of his cock pressing into made a world of difference—suddenly I could barely contain the intense pleasure that he was causing me. His body rubbed against my clitoris as he thrusted into me as well, letting me feel two different sensations at the same time. It was beyond wonderful—it was amazing.
My pussy was throbbing hard, virtually drowning Evan’s cock in ridiculous amounts of pussy juice. My fingers tensed and my nails dug into his hand as he held me down, me arching my back and pressing my chest against his. I held my breath, concentrating purely on the amazing, euphoric feeling deep inside of me.
“Oh god.” I moaned, throwing my head from side to side.
I finally reached the peak, gasping loudly as my legs twitched and pleasure washed over me like a tsunami wave on the beach. The feeling was almost too much to handle, and my pussy became so sensitive that the gentlest touch of Evan’s fingers was enough to make me scream—but I didn’t, of course.
While I lay panting and sweating, Evan pulled his cock out of me, making me twitch as it stroked my swollen clit.
“Be really quiet now.” He whispered, lowering his cock to my asshole.
I raised my hands to my mouth and covered a muffled cry when his cock slipped into me, spreading my ass wide open. Evan let out a grunt and thrusted forward, penetrating me half–way. With slow and gentle movements, he started to move his hips back and forth, his cock sliding in and out of me, pressing further into my channel with each push.
His thrusts became more and more powerful, causing me to bite down on my hand to suppress the overwhelming sensation of his massive cock. I could hear his breathing pick up and become sharper, and I could feel his cock swelling inside of me. Twitching, he started to thrust into me really fast, until finally he reached an orgasm.
His cock spilled a massive load of fertile, gooey cum inside of me, making me groan and whimper as it filled me up. It felt wrong—so wrong—but so good at the same time. I was amazed. I just couldn’t believe that something could possibly feel so good. Judging from the quiet moans that came from Evan, it seemed that he had enjoyed it too. His thrusts started to slow down over time, until they finally stopped completely.
In that moment, I heard a sound that made my heart skip a beat—the sound of glass hitting the floor and shattering into a thousand tiny pieces. My eyes shot open and I was faced with my mother, who was standing in the doorway with her hand frozen in the air, holding an invisible glass. The look on her face was that of pure, wild shock.
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Stuffed By Him
With my eyes closed shut, I grasped the pregnancy stick firmly in my hand until my knuckles turned white. Please be negative. I wished quietly. The mall bathroom was cold and smelled funky, and I had been here for too long already. I was afraid to look down and see the result, because knowing the answer meant that I had to deal with the… potential consequences.
I opened my eyes and looked down at the little stick. My stomach sank when I saw the two blue lines, and with a loud gasp I dropped the test on the wet tile floor. It’s positive! The bathroom stall suddenly seemed much smaller, as if it was shrinking, and I had to get out. I pushed the door open and stumbled outside, throwing myself down to lean onto the bathroom sink.
“Noo…” I groaned. “Why wasn’t I more careful?!” Two months ago, my stepfather Trevor had taken my virginity… or well, I had actually given it to him. But afterwards, I also let him spill his load inside of me. I didn’t regret it -- until now! -- but I should have known better.
I reached my hands under the sink and washed my hands with the coldest possible water, splashing some of it on my face as well to freshen up. I stared into the mirror, and my reflection stared back at me. My brown locks rested on my shoulder, and I still looked so young. Me… a mother?
No, this didn’t feel right. I would have to ask Trevor to help me out -- because I sure as hell couldn’t tell my mother that her husband got me pregnant. She would hate him and me both…
I collected myself for a few seconds
before walking back out of the bathroom. On my way through the hallway, I passed many families and young mothers. It really made me consider whether or not I really was too young to be a mother. If they can do it, why can’t I?
Suddenly my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was Trevor calling me, I saw as I reached for it and unlocked the screen.
“Hey.” I answered in a bored tone. I was still feeling bothered by the test results, even if I had pretty much known what the answer was going to be...
“Are you coming soon? I can’t wait here all evening.” He answered hastily. I had forgotten that he was waiting to pick me up.
“I’m walking out now, come to the front!”
“The front?” He asked suspiciously. “Why aren’t you coming from the back like always?” Shoot! I usually took the back entrance when I left from work.
“I had to go buy something from the pharmacy, just come to the front.”
“Alright, see you soon.” The phone clicked in my ear.
I was getting more nervous by the minute. Should I tell him now? I asked from myself while making my way through the crowded shopping mall. All I knew was that I couldn’t do this alone -- I needed his help now, more than ever. The whole situation was making my head hurt.
As I stepped out through the front door, I took a look around and saw that Trevor hadn’t arrived yet. Good. That gave me a little more time to think about what to say, whilst I kept walking towards the parking lot. But for some reason I couldn’t focus on telling him -- all I could focus on was becoming a mother, and to take care of my own little sweet, cuddly… agh.
Trevor’s dark blue BMW swerved into the parking yard and I raised my hand so he would see me easily. Carefully, he slowed down and drove towards me. He valued his car a lot, it meant a lot to him for some reason. I wasn’t sure why -- it was just an expensive car after all, but I guess men just like their materialistic possessions a lot.
The car drove up in front of me and, through the dark tinted windows, I could see Trevor reaching to open the passenger door for me.
“Hey again.” I said with a smile as I sat down next to him.
“How was your day?” He asked cheerfully while he waited for me to close the door and put on my seatbelt. He was very strict about the belt and would never drive before everyone had theirs on. He cared so much about pointless things like that -- I mean what are the chances of us getting into an accident?
“Tiresome as usual.” I complained. “We had one of those kids stealing beer again, walking past the cashier thinking nobody would even notice.” As a cashier, I always saw this stuff happen at my job. It happened all the time.
“Again?” Trevor asked, as if he was surprised by it.
“Yeah, again!”
“Did they get caught again?” He continued while he pulled out from the parking lot and onto the main road.
“I’m not sure.” I thought for a moment. “I didn’t see it this time at least.”
“I’m glad you or Sebastian never did anything like that.” He stated and put his hand on my thigh while driving.
I nodded down and smiled without saying a word, remembering a few times when we had actually done something like that, but Trevor didn’t need to know that.
After that, the conversation sort of trailed off before the car fell silent, and we drove the last bit home quietly. When Trevor turned into our street, I noticed that my mother’s car wasn’t in the driveway.
“Isn’t mum home?” I asked from my stepfather while he parked his car there instead.
“She’s at some meeting.” He said as he unbuckled himself and got out. “I don’t know when she’ll be home.” I followed him inside, almost jogging to keep up with his big steps.
When we got inside, I noticed that he seemed more tense than usual -- it almost looked like he was trying to avoid me. He turned his back to me while he took his coat off.
“Is… Everything all right?” I asked.
He glanced at me quickly and I could see that smirk on his face -- the one he has when he’s up to something. Is he horny?
“Just hungry I guess.” He answered and walked towards me.
I bent down to look inside my bag, because I knew he was going to walk past me and I hoped that he would notice.
His fingertips stroked against my ass while he walked into the kitchen, sending a small shiver through my body from the tickling sensation. I turned to look where he had gone, but he had vanished into the kitchen, so I decided to go upstairs to my room and change in to something more comfortable.
As soon as I stepped into my room, I threw my bag onto the floor next to the bed and walked up to the dresser to dig out a top. While going through my clothes, I caught a glimpse of my pink vibrator hidden beneath a few shirts. I took it in my hand, remembering the last time it got some time out. Should I have a go?
I grabbed it and looked into the hallway behind me as I closed the dresser, before walking up to the door and closing it all the way, except for a small gap. In case Trevor came upstairs, I wanted to hear him.
While I walked towards the big bed, I was still wondering if I should do it. I mean, it would feel really nice, and probably relieve some of that stress hanging over my head. Oh, why the hell not? Quickly, I stepped out of my jeans and threw myself down onto the soft bed, letting the vibrator fall out of my hand and roll onto the bed.
I fantasized about my night with Trevor two months ago, moaning quietly as I remembered the feeling of his fat cock stretching me open. My hands wandered down over my body, stroking my thighs before hooking underneath the seam of my panties and pulling them down. When I looked down, I could see a small wet stain on the fabric.
When my fingers found their way between my folds, I could feel why -- I was soaking wet. The thought of Trevor was making me so aroused, especially his dominant attitude and strong hands and how he always took what he wanted… Me.
A moan escaped my mouth when I started to stroke myself gently, rubbing my wet, swollen lips and sensitive clit with my fingertips. My pussy pulsated and trembled as I became increasingly hornier, aching to be penetrated and spread wide open.
I couldn’t hold myself back anymore, so I quickly reached for the dildo. Biting my lip, I rubbed the silicone cock up and down my folds, soaking it in my wet, horny juices which were oozing out of me. I turned the machine on, gasping loudly when I placed it against my clit and let it vibrate against it.
The rhythmic movements were quickly bringing me closer to an orgasm, but I didn’t want to come yet. I lowered the dildo down, rubbing it against my entrance and teasing myself. My pussy throbbed, expanding to make space for the thick rod.
I pressed it in, feeling it vibrate against my inner walls as it spread my inner lips open.
“Ahh…” I moaned. My other hand wandered down, rubbing my clit with determination while my other hand moved the vibrator quickly in and out of my pussy. I could feel myself climbing over the edge rapidly, teetering right on the edge of pleasure.
Suddenly I could hear steps outside the door.
“Katy.” My stepfather’s voice called out. My eyes shot open and I saw the door swing open slowly. “What do you want for din- Oh, Katy!”
My body burst and sent me over the edge, sending a massive wave of pure pleasure through me and making me shiver and gasp loudly.
“Oh, wow.” I moaned, rubbing my quivering pussy. “Oh my god.”
Soon, my pussy was so sensitive that I had to stop, and I pulled the dildo out and let my hands fall to my sides, panting quietly. My cheeks burned, not only from the orgasm but from embarrassment too.
“You weren’t supposed to see that.” I mumbled. Trevor chuckled.
“Are you shy?” He asked. “It’s not like I haven’t seen it before…” He added with a wink. I giggled.
“Well… why don’t you come over here then?” I asked. He perked up, and I could see a special glint in his eyes when he walked up to me and sat down next to me on the edge of the bed.
; My hand reached between his legs, caressing his strong thigh before moving up to his stiff, big cock. I could feel it throbbing even through the thick layer of clothing.
“I was just thinking about you.” I whispered.
“Oh?” He asked, licking his lips excitedly. “That’s fucking hot.” His hands reached for my half-naked body, stroking my exposed skin eagerly.
I unzipped his pants, pulling them down eagerly over his hips. His massive cock stood out through his boxers, stretching the fabric to its very limits. Excitedly, I pulled down the last layer of clothing to expose his beautiful erection.
“You should take it in your mouth.” He said, groaning as I grabbed his stiffness tightly in my hand.
“Oh?” I asked, stroking him slowly and looking up into his eyes.
“Yeah…” His eyes closed. “You’re so good at that.”
Not wasting any time, I leaned forward and took his cock in my mouth, causing him to let out a loud, pleased groan. My lips locked around his stiff dick, soaking him in my wet saliva when I moved my head up and down slowly.
His huge cock spread my lips open wide, barely fitting, and I couldn’t get my mouth all the way down over it. Using my hand, I stroked his foreskin up and down while my tongue twirled around the tip of his swollen prick.
Involuntarily, he started to slowly move his hips back and forth, thrusting his cock a little bit deeper into my mouth with each push. I suppressed my gag reflex when his dick rammed against the back of my throat, almost penetrating it. Sucking my lips in, I started sucking harder, making Trevor tremble and moan.
“So tight.” He groaned, thrusting harder into me.
His cock pressed into my throat and he kept forcing it deeper down, making it hard for me to breathe. My lips reached the base of his shaft, meaning I had taken his entire length into my mouth. It wasn’t easy, but I wanted to please him -- just like he had pleased me in the past.
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