For a moment, we lay together without speaking, the only sound in the room coming from both of us breathing heavily.
On shaky legs, I stood up and walked over to the mini fridge to grab myself a cold drink.
“Do you want one?” I asked from Aidan, who was lying still on the bed and staring up at the white roof.
“No, I’m fine.” He mumbled, panting slightly.
I opened the bottle of water and chugged it in one go, satisfying my thirst while I felt Aidan’s cum slowly dripping down over my thighs. It’s time to take a shower. I decided, and took the water bottle with me as I made my way into the bathroom.
Before I closed the door behind me, I glanced back at my stepfather. He looked tired, but very satisfied — just like me. Maybe this vacation could end up being fun after all.
* * *
A Filling, Hard Surprise
The eardrum–rupturing volume of the music and loudmouthed people were annoying me beyond belief, not to mention the person sitting next to me, who kept twitching and shaking my seat.
I hated these family get–togethers with a flaming passion, because there was never anything for me to do except attend and waste my time, which was an activity that the “grown ups” seemed to love so much.
I placed my elbows on the wooden table and leaned forward, shooting a glance across the yard to my mother, who was chatting quietly with her sister. To my surprise, neither of them had their husbands by their sides. My mother especially seemed to thoroughly enjoy having her new man–toy around this year. They barely even knew each other, so I guess that’s why they married in secret.
Thomas… the tall and fairly handsome agricultural engineer that she had met years ago — while still married to my father. My eyes sought for my stepfather from the midst of the crowd, immediately spotting him standing by the barbeque.
He seemed to be blending in very well with the others. That figures. I thought. With his charm and intellect, he could talk himself into anyone’s life just like that — in the same way he had turned my hatred towards him into a bubbling, lustful crush.
Of course I knew that he was married to my mom and that it was wrong, but that didn’t stop me from fantasizing about him from time to time… Especially since we moved in with him. He had given me the best room in the house, even without me asking, and sometimes I felt like he was spoiling me a little bit by giving me everything I wanted. I wonder if he would give me what I really want…
My thoughts trailed off, and soon enough I was daydreaming about my own stepfather again. I couldn’t help it — I had never been with a man, but the thought of being with anyone but him was making me feel disappointed, for some reason. I stood up, wiggling myself out from between a distant cousin and some old lady.
“Excuse me.” I chirped, holding back my frustration. Quickly, I walked across the open yard and made my way towards Thomas. I kept my gaze turned to the ground, trying to avoid eye–contact with any relatives that might try to talk to me.
I had been coming up with excuses to talk to Thomas more and more lately, since I wanted to get closer to him. It wasn’t often we got to spend much time alone, privately, because he was always busy with work during the week, and my mother’s hands were always wrapped around him at home.
I had never dared to be straight and ask him for some stepdaughter–stepfather bonding, because I was afraid of rejection. What if he didn’t want to spend time with me at all? But then again… What if he did?
“Hey Rose.” A familiar voice said suddenly. I had walked all the way up to the barbecue stand already, but I apparently hadn’t been paying much attention to my surroundings. I looked up and Thomas smiled down at me, holding a plate filled with meat.
“Oh hey.” I felt a small blush rising on my cheeks as I responded and looked up to meet his penetrative gaze.
“Have you tried the wings yet? They’re spicy, just the way I love em’.” He stated and pointed towards the bowl of marinated chicken wings, which surely were really good, but I didn’t have any interest in them.
“No… I haven’t.” I answered, grabbing a piece of tissue paper from the table in my hands and playing with it absentmindedly.
“You should!” Thomas pressed on. He separated a piece of meat from one of the wings and extended his hand towards me. “Here, have a taste.” He added, looking down at me expectantly with a glimmer in his eyes.
“Umm, how spicy is it?” I asked and looked at him suspiciously. I wasn’t used to spicy food at all.
“Not very, all the spice is on the skin.” He answered quickly. “Taste it?” His hand hovered in the air, holding the piece of chicken meat just in front of my face.
I placed my hand on his wrist and leaned forward, looking into his eyes while slowly opening my lips to take the piece of meat in my mouth. I felt his fingers against my tongue and decided to close my lips and suck the piece instead, before pulling away with the chicken inside my mouth. The expression on his face gave me tingling sensations. I can’t believe I just did that.
His finger slipped out from between my lips and I let go of his wrist, glancing sideways to the trees while I bit into the piece of chicken in my mouth. The taste exploded in my mouth, making me let out a quiet “mmm”.
“That wasn’t spicy at all!” I said cheerfully, turning back towards Thomas with a smile on my face. “Can I have some more?” I could see the faint confused expression on his face and the way he stared at me deeply, but I had no idea what he was actually thinking. He stood speechless for a moment, before suddenly becoming alive again and looking around quickly. I noticed him glancing over at my mother too.
“Do you want more?” He asked in a serious tone. I could swear that something had changed in his eyes as well — that glimmering look had changed, and turned into a sharp and piercing stare.
“Yeah.” I smiled, wiping my lips with the crumpled up piece of paper. Thomas extended his hand again, stroking my shoulder gently. Confusedly, I followed his every move.
“Come.” He commanded. He placed his plate down on the table before walking backwards towards the glass pane doors, and I followed him. He didn’t usually ask much from me, so why not?
He led me to the hallway of my aunt’s home, which she had cleaned thoroughly in anticipation of the yearly family meet–up. I was becoming hopeful, with butterflies flapping excitedly in my stomach, while Thomas led me through the empty hall, occasionally looking over his shoulder to make sure I was still following him.
Then, he stopped next to the door to my aunt’s crafting room, and opened it.
“Hmm, okay…” I said silently. I was feeling slightly uncertain as I walked past him into the room, taking a look at all my aunt’s strange things scattered around the floor, shelves and walls.
Thomas followed me into the room, but I didn’t expect to hear him lock the door after he closed it. I leaned backwards down onto the crafting table and turned my head towards him, watching him curiously where he stood in front of the door.
“You know, you can’t keep doing that.” He said, looking down at the floor and not meeting my eyes.
“Doing what?”
He lifted his head and locked eyes with me. For a moment, we both stood still.
“You know what I mean.” He said quietly.
I scooted backwards onto the table and placed my hand over my thigh, grabbing the thin fabric of my dress and pulling it up slowly.
“I have no idea what you mean.” I said, almost whispering, and looked innocently back at Thomas.
His hand reached for his hair when he stepped forward, stroking his soft curls while he walked towards me.
“How long have you known?” He asked. The way he looked at me was so different now, like nothing I had ever seen before. I wasn’t sure what he meant, though. How long have I known… what? I decided to just play along.
“I’ve known for some time now.” I let out as I spread my legs a little bit, letting the corner of the table poke out between my thighs.
Thomas closed his eyes and placed both his hands behind his head while mumbling something quietly — something that I couldn’t hear. He looked pained.
“Please don’t tell Alice.” He pleaded, suddenly opening his eyes and looking at me with a serious expression. Don’t tell mom? Why the hell would I!
“I won’t tell if you don’t.” I said suggestively and let go of my dress, before sliding off the table and walking towards him.
“How did you know?” He asked, watching my every move.
“I guessed.” I responded quickly.
“Doesn’t it feel wrong to you?” He continued, swallowing once nervously when I stopped right in front of him.
“Let’s just say that I have always… kind of wanted to fuck you.” I let go of the mental barrier that was holding back my words, and just let my words flow free.
The heat of Thomas body radiated against me and I could hear his fast, silent breathing where I stood but an inch away from him. I placed my hand on his waist, caressing it slowly as my hand moved towards his front, onto his belt buckle. Oh my…
I gasped quietly when I felt his large bulge underneath the palm of my hand, slowly growing as I moved my hand in a circular motion over his crotch. Thomas’ expression changed again — he was no longer stressed, and when I looked up to meet his eyes I could see that glimmer again.
He looked over my shoulder quickly, before in one swift movement turning me around and shoving me forward. I extended my arms quickly and caught myself against the crafting table. Thomas’ strong hands reached around me from behind, holding me down firmly as he pushed me down onto the table.
“We’re on the same page then.” He whispered into my ear, letting his body rest against my back, weighing me down.
Suddenly, his hand wandered down underneath my dress and firmly gripped my inner thigh. I was surprised, but very happy at the same time. I hadn’t ever dreamed of it happening so fast — and definitely not like this!
“Your skin is so soft.” Thomas whispered.
Slowly, his hand made its way across my body while he held me down, letting his free hand caress my plump breasts through my dress and bra. It felt like nothing I had ever felt before. Am I dreaming? I had to ask myself — it was all too good to be true.
Thomas grabbed my dress and threw it up over my ass, exposing my tight little panties. His hand caressed my butt slowly, feeling out my skin and smooth curves. Suddenly his hand pulled away, only to fly through the air and land with a loud smack on my butt cheek again.
“Ow!” I called out, suddenly awoken from my trance that his gentle touch had put me in. I turned around and pushed him away instinctively. “That hurt.” I mumbled quietly.
“I know.” Was all he said, smiling down at me slyly.
His thick, very hard cock was pressing against my waist, inviting me to touch it. He rubbed it against me a few times, and when I looked up I could see an expectant expression on his face.
My wet pussy lips rubbed together when I fell to my knees, soaking the cotton fabric of my panties. Eagerly, I unbuckled Thomas’ belt and pulled it out of the hoops before letting it fall to the floor. He licked his lips excitedly, letting his fingers run through my hair while I opened the button and zipper.
His pants fell to the ground, revealing the massive bulge poking out through his boxers. My fingers shook when I hooked them around the seam, slowly pulling his underwear down over his erection.
It sprung free, standing tall and proud in the air, the entire mass throbbing with huge, visible veins. I gasped.
“It’s so… so big!” I said, in awe.
“Suck it.” Thomas commanded, before moving his hips forward and placing his cock between my lips. I moved my head down, letting his thick, enormous cock enter my mouth. It spread my lips apart, filling my mouth beyond what I thought was possible.
When I started to move my head back and forth over his cock, it felt like my lips were about to rip open, but Thomas’ pleased, loud groans turned me on and made me want to suck even harder. His fingernails dug into my scalp, scraping it slightly while I sucked down hard on his stiff cock.
He started to thrust, letting his cock slide in and out between my lips, which I pressed tighter around him. My hand wandered up his thigh, stroking his hairy muscles before it wrapped around his stiff shaft.
I started to suck and jerk him off simultaneously, making him moan even louder than before. I had never given a blowjob before, but from the sounds he was making, I was certain that I was doing something right.
He began to thrust faster and harder, ramming his cock against the back of my mouth with each powerful push. He suddenly pushed much harder, forcing his cock all the way into my mouth until I felt his balls slap against my chin. His stiff, wide tip penetrated my throat and made me gag.
Soon, he began to swell inside my mouth, and he quickly took his wet, stiff cock out of my mouth. I inhaled deeply, rubbing my sore throat while panting quietly. My pussy was dripping wet and I was completely aroused from having pleased Thomas. I can’t wait for him to fuck me. I thought, biting my lip anxiously.
Thomas’ arms wrapped around my behind and he lifted me up and set me down on the table. Rapidly, his hands travelled across my body and undressed me. My dress flew across the room in a matter of seconds, leaving me in just my panties, bra and a pair of black heels.
He gripped my panties roughly and pulled them down over my ass and legs, struggling for a moment as they got stuck in my strappy shoes. When my panties fell to the floor, I closed my legs nervously, suddenly feeling shy and scared at the thought of his massive, erect cock entering me.
Thomas grabbed me by the knees and tried to pull them apart, before meeting my eyes with a furrowed brow.
“What’s wrong?” He asked with concern.
“I’m… I’m a virgin.” I mumbled. His eyebrows shot towards the roof in an expression of clear surprise. “But I want you to be my first.” I added quickly.
“Don’t worry.” Thomas winked at me, placing a stray strand of hair behind my ear. His hand wandered down between my thighs, softly stroking my wet, swollen mound. I let out a gasp when he stroked my bud, sending a spike of pleasure throughout my entire body. “I’ll take good care of you.” He added.
My face cracked open into a smile.
“Okay.” I said softly, nodding.
Thomas grabbed my now–relaxed knees again, spreading them apart gently. His fingertips stroked my inner thigh up and down, tickling me as they made their way towards my pussy. My pussy quivered as his fingers neared it, only for him to pull them away again. I groaned, aching for him to touch me there.
After a moment of playful teasing, Thomas grabbed my hips and pulled me towards the edge of the table. He leaned down over me, spreading my thighs with his hips as he placed himself between them. His big, stiff cock rubbed against my wetness, making me lick my lips anxiously.
“Fuck me, Thomas!” I begged, wrapping my arms around him and holding him tight.
“Oh I will, Rose.” He mumbled back. “I will.”
He placed his cock between my folds, breathing heavily as he spread them apart. With a swift thrust of his hips, he pushed forward. His cock penetrated into me, spreading my lips wide open as he pressed his massive length forward.
“Ah!” I moaned, gripping Thomas tighter with my fingers. “Oh God!” I gasped, feeling myself fill up completely. Thomas started to rock forward, his cock sliding in and out of me, inching itself deeper inside of me with each push forward. His powerful thrusts were making me bounce back and forth on the wooden table.
“Rose…” He grunted, twitching slightly. “You’re so tight.”
His hands reached around me, gripping around my waist and holding me firmly in place while he trusted into me. His fat cock was rubbing against every sensitive spot inside of my pussy, making me squirm around and moan loudly on the table.
I could feel a heat building up inside of me. A vibrant, bubbling sensation was slowly
building up and taking over my entire body. I was breathing sharply in rhythm with the waves of pleasure that built stronger and stronger, almost ready to burst and overflow.
Thomas suddenly grunted loudly, and I could feel his cock grow even bigger inside of me. That was enough to send me over the edge that I had been teetering on, and my body exploded into a massive fit of pure pleasure.
“Ah! AH!” I let out, twitching and squirming on the table as the joy washed over me.
Thomas gripped me tighter and started to pump harder, ramming his enormous cock roughly against my inner wall. Should I tell him to pull out? I thought, but it was too late. He gasped and twitched as he erupted, his sticky, warm seed filling me up inside and coating my cervix.
“Oh, Thomas.” I cooed. “Your cum feels so good inside of me.”
“Mmm, it felt even better to cum inside of you.” He answered as he pulled himself out.
I laid back down on the table, breathing heavily with my eyes closed to regain my energy. When I opened my eyes, I could see Thomas standing in front of me, stroking his erect cock.
“Wow.” I said. “You’re still hard.”
“You think we’re finished?” He chuckled with a glint in his eyes.
“Oh…” I mumbled. “What?”
He reached down and grabbed me, roughly turning me over on the table and spreading my legs apart. Time for round two. I thought, when suddenly he leaned forward, his thick cock pressing against my other hole. When I heard him spit in his hand, it dawned on me what he was planning to do.
His erect cock rubbed against opening and I closed my eyes, inhaling deeply while I listened to him slather his dick in saliva. Without hesitation, he pushed forward. His cock penetrated me and spread my hole wide apart, making me feel like I was about to rip in half.
“OH MY GOD!” I screamed. “THOMAS!”
“Shhh!” He hissed, reaching around my head and placing a hand over my mouth.
I screamed into his hand when he pushed further into me, stretching my virgin ass hole beyond its limits. My hand reached for his and I gripped it firmly, desperately clutching onto it while his massive cock pushed in and out of me.
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