by Amy Brent
He lifted my sweater and found my breasts firm and anxious to receive his sweet loving. His tongue touched the tip of one and then he began to suck on it hard enough that it made me press his head against my bosom. I cried out as he fingered my hole with his thumb grazing wetly over my clit. I bucked against him. I reached down and held his hand in place as he gave me that first climatic moment.
“Oh, fuck…fuck…fuck…fuck.” If my mother could hear me now, she would be appalled and it wouldn’t surprise me if she took me behind the woodshed for a dressing down. I screamed and this was so much better than what I did under the covers when my mother was asleep. She caught me one time and told me that it was dirty and that no man would want me if I was used merchandise.
“Oh, yeah…you are definitely making me long and hard in the pants. I don’t know if I’m going to be able to keep it in there for very long.” He still had his finger inside and he most likely felt the contractions of my orgasm and the walls vibrating within. He had bit my nipple at the precise time that I was going off. That only enhanced what I was already feeling radiating through my lower extremities.
I looked at him with this fiery frenzy in my eyes. I pushed him back up against the door and scrambled to pull down his zipper. I touched the excess growth and I was a little worried that I wouldn’t be able to handle something of his size.
“You were delicious, Nikki.” He was licking his fingers clean. “I really need your lips on me. Let me be your guide and I’ll show you exactly what I like.” I reached into the opening to find him waiting. It was huge and I curled my hand around the hot flesh to feel it quiver to my touch. I moved the skin up to the top and was rewarded with the sticky reminder of his desire for me. “I really don’t care how you do it, but I really do need to get off. You have no idea how much I want you.” Those were the magic words and I continued this slow jacking method just to tease him. I loved that look in his eyes.
“I’ve always suspected that you were bigger than average. You probably thought that you were hiding it when you were with me these last few times. I would say that hiding something like this is virtually impossible.” I was close enough to kiss it and I decided to give it that brief taste of more to come. My crimson lips touched the head. I opened my mouth and snapped out my tongue to get the little bit on the top. This made him grunt and there was a bead of sweat now forming over his hairline.
“I’ve never done this before, but I have to say that the taste does not repulse me.” There was more that had replaced that one drop that I had taken away from him. I grabbed the length and put both hands around him and still the head emerged from the top. I drizzled my spit down the shaft and worked the wetness into this hot offering.
It was all glistening and quite mesmerizing. I moved closer, watching the eye and seeing the head begin to grow larger like that of a mushroom. The vein along the back was quite pronounced and I could feel it pumping against my fingertips each time that I traveled my hand up and down. It was kind of fun, but I wanted more than that. I had my mouth over the top. He could probably feel my hot breath about to descend on him.
“OH…do it…PLEASE…just do it.” He was showing his enthusiasm and then suddenly a very bright light shone within the cab. It blinded us and I had to shield my eyes to see that my mother was shaking her head. I’d been caught, but it wasn’t with my pants down.
Chapter two
“I can’t believe that you would do this to me. If people find out about this they will be fit to be tied. I was just lucky that I came home early and found that you were missing. Do you really think that I didn’t know about that spot by the lake? I knew that you were up to no good and imagine my despair when I saw what you were about to do.” I could still feel his creamy texture on my tongue. I wanted to see it shoot off, but of course, I did not get the chance to finish what I started.
“I’m a big girl and I can make my own damn decisions.” I got a cold slap to the face for being disrespectful. The shock of the impact made me more submissive. I shrank in on myself and was holding back the tears. There was no way that I was going to give her that kind of satisfaction.
“We have our family revival to think about. These people need to know that there is hope. Do you really think that they would take anything that I say as gospel if they learned about your time with Thomas? I’m having him over here tomorrow to get him to keep this quiet. I wouldn’t have to resort to these measures, but you have forced me into a corner.” Amazingly, she was a carbon copy of me and what she looked like right now was what I was going to be when I was her age. She was beautiful with the same long black hair that I had. She did have a bigger chest. There were times that people had mistaken us for sisters.
“I would really appreciate that you don’t talk to him. It’s embarrassing enough that you caught us at the lake. Do you make it your life mission to make my life a living hell? With all due respect, I think that I’m old enough now that I don’t need your permission. I’m even thinking that it might be time for me to branch out on my own. I’ve never been fully committed to this business. With father gone, I feel like I’m lost and I have no way to really express myself openly and honestly.” I never knew anything else, but traveling had given me that feeling of being a nomad. I liked seeing new places and experiencing new things, but I was getting tired of my mother treating me like I was some kind of prop.
“By all means, you can leave anytime you want, but trust me; it’s a cold and dark place out there. You’ll be alone with no friends and I doubt that you would be able to survive more than a couple of weeks before crawling back on your hands and knees. Just remember once that door closes there’s no way that I’m opening it up again.” She left me to think about things and I had no doubt that she would throw the key away after I walked out and never looked back.
I went to bed, crawling under the sheets and feeling like I was missing out on something. There was a piece of the puzzle that didn’t quite fit. The feel of Thomas wrapped in my hands was something that I wanted to do again. I found him attractive, but I didn’t necessarily believe that he was my soul mate. His cock was magnificent and the one thing that I regretted was that my mother had stopped us before I had brought him to the edge of his bliss. I was anxious to see it fire off into the air. I had heard stories and seen things on the Internet, but seeing it up close and personal would’ve been so much better.
I finally fell asleep with thoughts of leaving running through my head. I wondered if I could convince Thomas to come along with me. He had a life here and he just told me in confidence that he was going to college in the fall away from home. He didn’t elaborate, but I got this feeling that our time together was limited.
I could hear every little noise in this trailer. There were times that I had to clamp pillows over my ears to stop myself from hearing some of the nasty things that my mother was spewing from her lips. She may have this picture in her head about what an ideal religiously speaking family would be like, but she did not play by her own rules. She was not one to get drunk by the bottle, but she could feel that same dizzying effect by bedding down anything that caught her wandering eye. I was hoping that she was only substituting these guys for my father, but I had a feeling that she felt this kind of freedom when he was lowered into the cold hard ground. It awakened her sexual self and now she was exploring with no regard for how she was making me feel.
I had breakfast and then went for a long walk to think about things and get my head clear. I could feel the breeze tickling my neck and I could watch the rustle of the leaves and feel like I was small in comparison to what god made. It was a guilty pleasure to see the ripple along the water as I skipped stones across the surface. I found my own way to have fun and most often than not it was not with my mother in tow.
I heard the croaking of the frogs and it gave me a giddy thrill to maybe give it a kiss and see my prince charming emerge like a fairy tale. I’d seen how the world was changing and some thought that the technological wonders were gift
s from god, but I was not of that same sentiment. I saw no need for television and I found my entertainment with what I found in the great outdoors. I liked to hike. The ability to travel with my mother across the states had allowed me to delve into my love of Mother Nature. I would sometimes camp on my own for a couple of days before returning to that stern expression on her face.
I had on this virginal white dress with this slit up the side to give the illusion of showing more skin than was necessary. The plunging neckline was enough that the sun above was giving my bosom a nice sheen. I’m sure that if any guy had come across me at that moment that they would’ve been all over me like rice at a wedding.
It was maybe 3 hours and then I decided to make my way back and have lunch with my mother. I’d become something of a gourmet chef and it was all due to the second hand cookbooks that I’d found one day at a local store.
“Oh fuck yeah…Oh my god…you are a real fucking man.” I heard those words coming from within the trailer and I knew that my mother was having one of her conjugal visits. “I never knew that you had a cock like this. I love how it fills me up. I know that you can feel my walls humming along the surface of your shaft. Give it to me. I have been wasting my time with all the others. Youth is where it’s…fucking at. You just keep going like the energizer…BUNNY.” Whoever she was with was certainly battering her little pussy.
I was tempted to interrupt like she had at the lake last night. I instead found myself leaning back against the trailer and moving one hand into the dress to cup my breasts. I could feel the nipple poking into my hand. I took it between two fingers and squeezed hard enough that my legs were trembling.
“Yes…fuck me…fuck me…you damn stud and don’t stop until I tell you that it’s time to cum.” She was a woman that knew what she wanted and didn’t care about what anybody else thought. Being out here amongst the wildlife had given her license to show her true self. This was not the woman that stood in front of those that were looking for guidance. This was not the woman that slammed her hand down on the bible with enough force that it was like the sound of thunder in your ears. This was a woman that was all about her pleasure and being a minister did not require her to be without male companionship.
I lifted my dress until it was out of the way. I found my panties already wet enough so that I could probably wring them out. I found the silky lips and the tiny bud that was now peeking out from underneath the hood. I pressed on that spot while turning my thumb around in a circle to really excite myself. This was not the first time that I had lived vicariously through her.
“This pussy is yours…get that shit. Take it hard and make it rough. I’m going to drain your balls dry and leave you walking out of here not the same boy that entered.” I could hear through the door the slapping of their flesh and I knew that whatever man had been caught in her web was not going to be able to leave until he finished. I hadn’t heard anything from him, but she was saying more than enough for the both of them.
I was trying to get into the same rhythm that I heard with the squeak of the bed frame. I had one finger exciting the entrance by barely pushing past the fat lips. I didn’t know if all women were the same, but Thomas had said that I was delicious. With curiosity, I brought my finger to my mouth and I sucked it like it was his meaty stick. I felt like my body had been struck with a match. I was well on my way and was waiting for the inevitable scream to rattle the pain of glass in her bedroom.
“That’s it… let mama take care of you. Let me work my hips to meet you halfway. I want to feel you as deep as you can possibly go without coming out of my mouth.” She was a dirty girl and her hot words would make a grown sailor blush on leave. I on the other hand was using it to build on the climax that was about to hit me hard.
The thumping of the bed frame against the floor was soon punctuated with a shriek of delight. If anybody were here to witness it, they would know just what kind of woman my mother was.
“I’m…cumming… I’m cumming in your sweet little pussy.” I was lost in my own carnal thoughts. I came right along with them. I breathed deeply and then it dawned on me that the voice that I heard was very familiar. “I came over here…wow…at your request. I told you that I was willing to keep my mouth shut about what I did with Nikki, but it came at a price. I’m quite pleased to see that you were willing to pay that price. I think that it goes without saying that we should keep this away from Nikki. She wouldn’t understand that a man has needs.” Thomas was fucking my mother and she had taken what was rightfully mine. I was fuming mad and I felt this red hot rage building within me.
I used that anger to fuel that orgasm. It was not a loving orgasm, but it was quite intense and left me with the realization that all men thought with the one thing between their legs. I thought that Thomas was better than that, but given the chance, he would gladly jump at anything. He was a sorry excuse for a man and my mother had to know that her actions had consequences.
“I think that we are in agreement that you’ll never see my daughter again. You can either let her down easily, or you can tell her that you found somebody better. I really don’t care, just as long as we never have to have this conversation again. I will expect that you will come to me anytime that I’m back this way. I don’t want to lose what we have regardless if it’s right or wrong. My daughter has not learned that it’s not what I do…it’s what I say.” She was really getting on my last nerve. I wanted to confront her, but I began to formulate a plan that would definitely make her see me. I was through being her little girl. I thought that I could wait for ‘that one’, but maybe that one with enough money in his pockets was good enough. I had this idea and it made me smile. I had a feeling that my mother wasn’t going to do much smiling for quite some time to come.
I left them inside the trailer and I returned a couple of hours later to find her slaving over a hot stove. She was making my favorite meal and that had to come from the guilt that had seeped down into her very bones. I’d gone into town and I carefully worded an interesting flyer. I had several copies printed and then plastered them on every telephone pole from the printing shop all the way back to the trailer.
It said verbatim “I’m an amateur Baker. I have the nicest homemade cherry pie that has never been sampled by others. One taste will never be enough. You will feel like you have died and gone to heaven. The sweet syrup on your lips will draw you into a euphoric experience. I make up for my inexperience with my youthful enthusiasm. I’m anxious to let you have my pie and all you have to do is write down on a secret ballot how much you’re willing to pay for this once in a lifetime opportunity. This is the freshest cherry that you will ever find and is better than the pie that you are currently enjoying.” The sexual innuendo was clear. I’d set up a very limited account on the Internet to weed through those that considered themselves worthy of my cherry pie.
Chapter three
“We are all sinners and whether we know it or not, we need to repent. Listen to my words and the words of the bible will show you the way to salvation.” I was handing out the bibles inside a local barn that we had rented for this revival. People had come from the town and also the neighboring towns out of curiosity. “His work is all around us and we only have to see with our eyes. Don’t let temptation swallow you. Rise above temptation and your heart will be pure for it.” I almost burst into laughter. She was such a hypocrite and yet everybody was buying what she was selling.
It had been two days since I had put those fliers up and already I was getting some interesting responses. Those guys that were smart enough to read between the lines had some choice words and even a figure in mind. There were a few that actually thought that I was talking about pie. I felt sorry for those that couldn’t think outside the box. It was a crying shame. They had this chance and they were squandering it.
There was one with a Texas flair that caught my attention. He had sent a picture and for some reason, I thought that I knew him from somewhere. He was wearing this black hat like that of
a villain. The one thing that I did notice was that he had kind eyes and this dark goatee that gave him an edge over the competition. I arranged a casual date with him an hour after service had been completed. I was looking forward to it but also scared out of my mind that I was asking for trouble.
There was the customary amen and everybody praising Jesus. She led them in a silent prayer for those that were suffering needlessly. She sent me around with the collection plate. I would have to say that we made quite the killing. I had to admit that she did have a way of making people dig deep into their pockets. That was one thing that she had in common with my dearly departed father.
“Nikki, I’m going to need you to pack up the bibles. I’ll drive you back to the trailer but then I have to go to make a deposit. I don’t know how long I will be, but you can certainly take care of yourself.” I did notice that Thomas was keeping me at arm’s length. The way that he was looking towards his shoes was a sure sign that he was feeling somewhat remorseful for what he had done. I was not going to give him the time of day. I was through with all of this. I wanted out of here and the only way to do that was to have enough money to leave her in my rearview mirror.
“I’ll make sure that there’s something in the fridge for you on your return. I’m thinking about going into town and checking out the local bookstores.” It wasn’t a lie and this was where I was going to meet the man that was going to set my world on fire.
“Just make sure that you’re back before the sun goes down.” She drove me back to the trailer and then left me in a cloud of dust on her way to make that deposit. I’m sure that had an underlying meaning and she was not just putting the money into her account. I had a feeling that I was not going to see a single dollar of what we had made on the backs of others.
When she was out of sight and I saw that her tail lights had faded into the distance, was when I started to make my way back the other way towards town. It was about a 20 minute walk and the bookstore had that cowboy standing in the self help section.