by Rose Temper
“Girl, the only way this ends is with me calling your Mama and her kicking you to the curb. You’ll probably be homeless by tonight. You’re done mooching off me.”
“Can’t you just punish me without telling her?” she said. Desperate now trying to hold back the tears she felt welling up.
“Punish you? You want me to go my belt? As fun as that sounds, darling, there ain’t nothing that would satisfy me more than getting you out of my house and out of my life. You’re right though. Your mom spoiled you by not spanking you I believe.”
“No, I don’t mean spank me you asshole. I mean give me chores to do as punishment,” she said, knowing he would never go for it but trying anyway. “Like I could wash your clothes, cook all your meals, shine your boots. I’d do all that for you, say for three months.”
“I do enjoy watching you beg,” he said. Staring at her pussy again. “As nice at it sounds to have my own personal slave, even that’s not worth it to me.”
She stepped closer to him, so close he could reach out and grab her titties if he wanted. Might even let him do it she thought, if it meant getting out of this. “Well,” she said. “How about I let you see me naked whenever you want. Don’t think I don’t see you watching me all the time.”
He smirked and shrugged. “Girl, I will admit I will miss seeing you prance around in your little whore outfits. But, this is the 21st century. I got the internet. I can see nekkid girls whenever I want. They even have these cam girls now? Let you tell them what to do. Anything you want. They’ll even put vegetables up their ass. Can you believe that?” Saying that to Buck.
“Really?” Buck said. She almost forgot he was there. His dick still hard as ever.
“But,” she said, “those girls aren’t right in front of you. Live and in the flesh. How about this. I’ll let you jack off while you watch me finger myself. Doesn’t that sound nice? I bet you fantasize about it all the time.” She wasn’t sure what she was doing now. The last thing she wanted to do was have that disgusting man jack off to her, but if he told her mom about Buck being over and she got kicked out it meant he won. Now it was just about him not winning, not getting the satisfaction of beating her. She didn’t care what it took.
He didn’t say anything and so she started to play with her nipples, giving him a sexy look.
“Wow,” he said. “Ain’t you the little cock slut.”
She bit her lip, nodded at him.
“I tell you what, Miranda. You get down on your knees right here and take all 10 inches of this–“ He grabbed his crotch. “–into your mouth. And then I won’t tell your Mama.”
The way he said it she could tell he was just joking, knowing she wouldn’t actually do it. But what he didn’t realize was just how much she hated to lose–especially to him. “Fine,” she said and before he knew it she was down on her knees in front of him grabbing at his pants.
He backed away. “What the hell are you doing?”
“Come on,” she said. “I need that big cock of yours in my mouth. Find out what a real man is like. I need to be punished, that’s the only way I’ll ever learn.” She grabbed his shirt and pulled him to her.
He resisted a little but if he really wanted he would have been able to break her grip on his shirt. His problem, she knew, was that deep down he was just an old pervert. Easily manipulated.
“What, are you scared?” she said. Looking up at him, lips parted, batting her eyelashes.
He still didn’t say anything. Just looked down at her, staring hard like he was mad.
She reached up and grabbed his zipper, pulled it down, then looked up at him.
He still just looked at her, as if daring her, saying go ahead, I don’t think you have it in you, calling her bluff.
Well, she wasn’t bluffing. She reached her small hand through the opening in his pants and found his bulge, still covered by his boxers. It did seem pretty big actually. Maybe he wasn’t exaggerating about the 10 inches. She looked up at him again.
He raised his eyebrows at her. “Well, aren’t you the little whore.” The confident look on his face fading then something must have clicked in his head because it came back. His dick started to harden beneath her hand. “Okay,” he said. “You got yourself a deal. Suck my cock while your boyfriend watches and I won’t tell your mama. You don’t mind do you boy?”
“Umm, I guess not,” Buck said.
Mr. Crest undid the top button of his pants and they dropped down to his ankles. “Go ahead then,” he said.
She swallowed hard, wondering how the hell she got herself into this but still determined not to lose. Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she pulled his boxers down around his knees and then was face to face with her step-dad’s veiny, semi-hard dick. It was every bit as big as he’d said. Long wiry hair sticking out everywhere. And something she could hardly believe happened; her pussy started to get wet again. She hated him but his huge cock right in front of her was actually turning her on and she wasn’t sure if she should be excited or just disgusted with herself.
“Is it too big for you?” he said. “I understand. Not many women can handle it. Your mama can though. She may be fat but she sucks a mean dick. Speaking of your mama, I can just put this thing away and go call her right now, tell her about your little date.”
Fuck it. She took the thing in her hand, still only semi-erect, lifted it up, inspecting it. It was so heavy and she could feel it pulsing. At the end of the purple, spongy head, a clear drop of liquid formed. A musky smell came off his crotch that, while not entirely pleasant, was turning her on somehow. Opening her mouth, she stuck out her tongue, and lightly smacked his dick against it, looking up at him.
He grinned and grabbed the back of her hair, pulling it tight in his large fist; the way she liked it. He didn’t know that though.
It was nearly hard now and she licked the pre-cum off the tip of his head–salty, but not bad. She opened her mouth and put the head inside, licking at the sensitive place underneath it. The taste of sweat on him.
His grip on her hair tightened and he sighed.
Yeah, you like that don’t you pervert. She had to admit that she was liking it too. She’d never been with a man that had such a large cock. Her pussy started to tingle thinking about trying to fit it inside her. She took more of it in her mouth now and it was fully hard. Her mouth open as wide as it would go, straining to take all of him in. With her hand she rubbed up and down the shaft, slick with saliva now.
Mr. Crest fisted his step-daughter’s hair hard, pulling her into his cock, thrusting his hips now, fucking her face.
The head of his dick was hitting the back of her throat but she didn’t gag. Somehow she’d never had a gag reflex and she loved deep throating guys although she’d never experienced one this large.
“Yeah,” he said, “take all that dick in your little whore mouth.” Then to Buck he said, “You’re making me nervous boy. Come over here and get your dick sucked.”
Out of the corner of her eye she saw Buck’s cock there too, the condom still on it. She wrapped her hand around his dick, the size difference quite apparent now, and started rubbing on him while she took her step-dad’s cock. Then she took his huge cock from her mouth, still working her hand up and down the shaft, and moved her mouth over to Buck’s dick. The taste of the latex bitter and dry against her tongue. She took it out and spit on it, working the saliva over it, then brought it back in, easily taking his entire length.
Then back to the huge cock, only able to take about half of it before it hit the back of her throat. She tried to open her throat and push her head onto it hard but she felt like she was choking and she pulled away, her face red from straining. She’d never sucked two guys cocks at the same time and she liked it more than she thought she might. Back to Buck’s cock now and Mr. Crest pulled away. She watched him go over to the bed, sat down, looking at her, his monstrous cock in his hand, slowly stroking it. Her pussy ached now looking at him and she had to have him inside her.
Mr. Crest said, “Come over here, girl. See if you can take this dick in that whore cunt of yours.”
She took Buck’s dick out of her mouth and stood up looking at Mr. Crest. She still hated him but that didn’t mean she couldn’t fuck him and enjoy it. Get a little something for herself. She went over to him and pushed him back onto the bed, climbing up onto and sat down on his oversized belly. She felt her pussy leaking onto him. He grinned at her as she stared at him.
She said, “Don’t you dare come inside me asshole.”
“Shit,” he said, “you’re crazier than I thought. The last thing in the world I need is to get my little whore step-daughter pregnant.”
She lifted her hips up and grabbed his enormous dick, throbbing and warm in her hand, then slowly lowered herself down onto it. As it penetrated through her soaking wet lips, she quivered at the size it. She knew it would feel big, but as it moved farther into her, sliding against the pulsing walls of her young pussy, she began to realize just how big it was. It was like she was fucking a steel pipe. Then it was in as far as it would and she started riding it slowly, getting used to it.
Mr. Crest grabbed at her small breasts, squeezing them hard, toying with the nipples, pinching them and letting her do all the work on his dick.
Miranda started get into a nice rhythm, grinding into him harder, moaning loudly. Her step-dad’s rough hands against her tits adding to the pleasure.
Then he took one hand from her chest and spit in it, reached around and started pushing his finger into her tight asshole. It resisted him at first but then slowly started to relax and open up as he patiently pressed into it.
She moaned louder. No one had ever done that to her before and it felt amazing. Here she was fucking the man she hated most in the world, but enjoying it more than any sex she’d ever had.
Mr. Crest took his finger from her ass and turned to Buck who had just been standing there watching all this go on, eyes wide. “Come here boy,” he said.
Buck did as he was told.
“I want you,” Mr Crest said, “to lick her asshole.”
Miranda stopped riding for a moment to turn around and look at him. He had a puzzled look on his face, the poor thing. “Go ahead,” she said. “It’s clean. Lick my ass.”
He shrugged and got down on his knees behind them.
She imagined he’d never been so close to another man’s junk before and smiled at the thought. His chin had to be right next to her step-dad’s huge balls. Then she arched her back and screamed in pleasure as his tongue entered her tight rosebud. He slipped it in and out, licking all around. She’d never felt anything like it and she couldn’t believe she’d never had him to do this before.
“You like that don’t you,” Mr. Crest said. “You little anal slut.”
She put her hands down on his chest, fucking him hard now, Buck’s face buried in her ass.
“Okay boy, we’re going to Eiffel Tower this slut. I think she needs it.”
Buck slipped his tongue out of her ass. “Eiffel Tower?”
“You know,” he said. “The Eiffel Tower in France?”
“You want to go to France?”
She rolled her eyes. “He wants you to put your cock in my ass while he fucks my pussy. Hurry up and do it so we can get this over with.” The truth was she was enjoying it more than she would ever let her step-dad know. She would even do it again if she could. His cock was nearly perfect. It was a shame he was such an asshole.
Buck stood between Mr. Crest’s legs not sure how he was going to do this without their balls touching.
“Let’s go boy,” Mr Crest said, “Don’t be shy. It’s not gay if you’re fucking a woman.” He laughed, grabbing her tits again.
Buck put his hand on her back and she leaned forward laying her head on her step-dad’s large chest to give Buck full access to her butt. She felt is cock at her tight entrance and she tried to relax it for him. “Go slow,” she said.
He managed to work the head in and she relaxed as best she could as he slipped it the rest of the way in.
“Oh,” she said. “Fuck.” Moaning hard, letting the two cocks fill her, an orgasm started to build up deep inside her.
Buck fucked her fast and hard, the only way he knew how.
She took him in her virgin asshole. Had no idea sex could feel this good. Moaning loud, giving herself over to the two men.
Buck grunted, thrusted hard into her and she knew that he’d come. When he was done he took his cock out of her ass and sat back down on the floor watching them.
She was about to come herself and she sat up, grabbed her step-dad’s pecs, squeezing them hard, digging her fingernails into him, feeling his enormous dick in her tight pussy. Then she came.
It was so overpowering she forgot about everything and everyone, herself, the world, just feeling the raw energy pulsing through her body, wave after wave of tingling orgasm rolled over her body. She heard someone screaming, then as the orgasm finished she realized it was her. She stopped and opened her eyes, looked down at her step-dad.
He had a concerned look on his face. “Damn girl, I thought you were dying or something.”
“Mmmm. No. I’ve never come so hard in my life.”
He grinned then started fucking her again, pushing his hips up into her, bucking her all over the place, making it hard to keep her balance like she was riding a bucking horse.
As he fucked her she felt another orgasm coming on. The way he was breathing and held his mouth, concentrating, it looked like he would blow his load soon too.
She moaned. “Mmm. Fuck me daddy. Fuck your little cock whore.”
He must have liked that because he fucked her even harder then, driving all ten inches into her tight pussy, sweat dripping off his forehead.
She started to come again, not as hard as before, but still hard, moaning really loud. Her pussy tightened around his dick, constricting him, pulling on it. “I’m coming,” she said, throwing her head back, writhing around on him.
Then her step-dad’s breath quickened, his large chest heaving up and down, his thrusts into her became short and quick, a machine gun like efficiency.
Miranda looked down at him, watching his face, getting ready. He was turning so red she thought he might have a heart attack. That would be hilarious.
His eyes narrowed and he was right there on the edge, she could tell. He tried to throw her off of him but she was ready and she squeezed her thighs together tight, shifting all her weight to her hips, getting as heavy as she could.
“Get off,” he yelled. “I’m about to blow.” His eyes frantic now.
But she stayed right where she was and he tried again to throw her off him. But then it was too late. He grimaced and groaned, bucking his hips into her as he exploded his load inside her fertile pussy.
The hot, sticky warmth of his seed invaded her womb, and she stayed right there making sure he was completely finished, making sure every last drop of semen drained from his cock into her greedy cunt.
She was grinning now, having scored the ultimate victory over him.
He had his eyes closed, just shaking his head from side to side, muttering something she couldn’t hear.
“What’s that you’re saying dad? Are you wondering if I’m on birth control? Well, the answer is no. But wait, it gets better,” she said. “I keep close track of my cycle and wouldn’t you know, today is a perfect day for getting pregnant.”
When he finally spoke all he could say was shit. “Shit, shit, shit.” Hands over his face, shaking his head, still breathing hard.
“Yep,” she said. “You’re never getting rid of me now are you? Checkmate bitch. And you’ll be letting me ride that sweet dick of yours whenever I want.” She climbed off his wilting cock, clinching her thighs together, making sure not to lose any of the precious semen he’d left inside her. Even Buck was smiling now too. He’d taken the condom off finally but his dick was still hard.
“Jesus, Buck,” she said. “You’re a machine.”
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“No, I don’t reckon I am,” he said.
Mr. Crest finally dragged himself up off the bed and pulled his pants up. He didn’t say a word as he left her room, too stunned probably. She felt a little bad for him. But not too bad. She found her panties and laid back on the bed with her feet in the air. She’d heard that increased your chances of having a girl. And then she started to think of baby names. Delilah had a nice ring too it, she thought. But there was plenty of time to decide on that.
Two Black Cocks
As I walked up the sidewalk to my Mother’s house, my thoughts quickly went back to the last time I was there. It hadn’t gone well, to say the least. Mother walked in on me fucking Bill, her husband and my step-dad. And understandably she flipped out, filed for divorce the next day. Poor Bill. He had no idea what was going on.
Neither of them did really.
For as long as I could remember, I’d always had something of an ability to get people to do what I wanted. It wasn’t just that I was persuasive; no, people did exactly what I said. It didn’t work on everyone, but when it worked it fucking worked, you know? They would jump off a bridge if I asked. Not that I would ask someone do to do that but that’s the kind of power I had over them. I couldn’t really explain why or how it worked. But it did. It was like I could hypnotize people just by saying something to them.
I didn’t have a key anymore so I rang the doorbell, ready for the onslaught of screaming I was sure to get from Mother. We hadn’t talked since that day she walked in and Bill was balls deep in my pussy. I called her so many times, but she blocked my number eventually. So this was something of a last resort. It was more than likely she wouldn’t let me in, but I had to try.
When the door opened to reveal a tall black man I wondered for a moment if I had the wrong house. But of course I didn’t. “Umm. Hi, I’m Jennifer. Brenda is my Mom.”
He raised his eyebrows and looked me over. “Your Mom told me you might show up. She said she doesn’t want to see you.”