by Amy Brent
For the next couple of days, he stayed away from me, no matter how much I begged him with my eyes. We slept in separate rooms and I got this feeling that he was allowing that feeling of needing him to draw me to him like a moth to a flame.
It was about midnight one night that we had gone to bed and I was sitting there with my arms crossed over my chest and looking at the ceiling. He had purposely gone skinny dipping, allowing me to see him dripping with water down his muscular body. It was obvious that he was teasing me and he even stood with his cock no more than a couple of inches away from my mouth. I couldn’t stop staring at it the entire time that he was standing there unashamedly putting on quite a spectacle.
I remember the way that he touched me accidentally on purpose several times to elicit a noticeable moan of desire coming from my lips. I felt like I was at the end of my rope and I finally had enough.
I jumped out of bed not even bothering to cover up and I went down the hall to his bedroom that was already wide open for my visual inspection. He was lying there naked on top of the bed stroking himself slowly and smiling like he had a pretty good idea that I was going to come to him.
“You are a special kind of prick. This was your plan all along. I should slap you for even considering playing with my feelings like this.” I didn’t give him a chance to say anything as I rushed to him and jumped on top of him with all the air rushing out of his lungs upon impact. I reached down to push his hands away and then I went down on him with the same voracious attitude that I had with those two black men. Just thinking about them gave me a reason to supply him with those little tricks of the trade that I had learned. It wasn’t long before I felt what was going to happen and this time it was me that made sure that he wasn’t going to complete that transaction.
“You’ve learned the most valuable lesson of all. Sex will always be considered a weapon in a woman’s arsenal. She can pull it out of her quiver at any time and make a man dance to the beat of her own drum. You see what you do to me and for the last couple of days and nights; I have been lying here thinking about you. I was that close to going to you. It’s better this way… Oh god… It so much better this way.” I was not even paying attention to anything that he said. My main concentration was on the plum sized knob that was quite inviting. Every time that he came close, I would stop and cease all other actions. I would let him calm down enough and then that was when I decided that taking a more hands on approach was necessary.
He lifted my body easily and I was surprise because I wasn’t exactly considered a lightweight. My heavy thighs draped around him and then landed on more than just his lap. My hole stretched to awaken the beast. It went in very slowly this time and my body had still not adjusted to his size. I couldn’t get the last couple of inches, so I scratched his chest and made him lift his hips to give me those last two inches. I had my hands on his shoulders and I was moving my ass up and down over the large and in charge object.
“I know that I still have a lot to learn, but with you as my teacher, I think that I can excel.” He smiled as I bounced up and down on top of him. I was the one in charge and I could slow down the pace or quicken it for my pleasure. I ground in a circle, knowing that this was the perfect position to strike a little bit of excitement into my clit. “Damn it…you better know that this is the one time that you’re not going to get away from me.” To prove my point, I pinned his arms over his head. He most likely could’ve gotten away, but he didn’t try to and that was a good sign that he wanted things to continue until the inevitable moment.
“I’m not going anywhere, Stacey. I’m exactly where I want to be inside that sweet little snatch of yours. The way that you do that is better than any woman including your mother.” To hear him compare my sexual appetite with my mother’s should’ve been sickening, but it only fueled me into showing him that I could be more than just a limp doll underneath him letting him get his jollies off.
“Does my mother do this?” I slowly took him all the way out and then I went down and savored the taste of both myself and him saturating his shaft. I heard him moan and I buried him in my throat before coming back up with strings of my saliva making him slippery to the touch.
“I…I don’t think that anybody has ever done that before.” I wasn’t sure if I could believe him and with his experience and way with the ladies, I would have assumed that this was not something new. I had to believe and I had no reason not to trust what he was saying to me.
I slipped back into the saddle, letting him feel those young walls holding him hostage. The only way that he was going to get out of this was to supply me with the necessary creamy ransom. This time when I felt that he was there, I decided that slowing down was not an option.
“I’m cumming… I want you to cum with me.” I wasn’t sure if that was possible, until I felt the bucking motion of his hips and the way that his cock was now reacting to the orgasm that was now squeezing him in a tight vise. He exploded with such ferocity that I could see how this was affecting him by the expression on his face.
I didn’t stop and I rode him all the way through his orgasm giving special attention to the knob that was still quite sensitive after giving into my womanly ways. I cleaned him with my tongue like a cat does with her young. I knew that I was causing him some discomfort, but it was the kind of discomfort that any man would give their left nut to have.
I found out that I was pregnant and instead of going home, we decided to stay here in paradise. He had found that he could do his job by delegating authority to his underlings. He could take a step back and enjoy the fruits of his labor. I was going to have his baby and what better way to say that I truly loved him than to bring him that heir that was going to put a smile on his face.
Those lessons would continue and even when I was showing, he had me on my hands and knees taking one black cock and his at least once a month. I never thought that I could be the kind of woman that could satisfy him, but he had done a remarkable job in teaching me the finer arts.
John was now a distant memory and a part of my past. This child and Joseph was my future.
DADDY O
CHAPTER 1
Rick Henson was such an asshole.
Brie Larsen pulled into her driveway as she narrowed her eyes in anger and stopped after the few moments that it took to arrive at the end. She was nineteen and done with her first year at U- Dub and was looking forward to spending the summer with Rick, her boyfriend of a year. They had met the first day of school, and everything seemed fine as they planned a few trips to see his parents in California and hang out at the beach. It was something different and fun, and since her mom had died a couple of years ago, Brie enjoyed getting out of the house.
It was going to be their first time being really together and her first time at all. Brie waited a while to take that step but with Rick; she was ready. At least until she found out that he was sleeping half of the campus the entire time they were together. Brie found out in the bathroom of all places when she was in a stall, and one of the girls was talking about last weekend when she’d done him at a party. She kept saying how good he was, and it took every ounce of self-control that Brie had not to fly out of the stall and scream at her. What would that have accomplished? Nothing. She fell for the wrong man, and it was just time to move on.
Seattle wasn’t that bad of a city, after all, and she lived right on the water with her stepdad, who had a variety of ways to enjoy the shore that their massive house was on. Brie ran her fingers under her reddened blue eyes to wipe away the mascara that had run with her tears and stared into the mirror. “Am I that awful?” She didn’t think so because she looked a lot like her mother with eyes that looked like a tropical ocean and soft red hair and Brie always thought her mother was the most beautiful woman that ever lived.
They were so close and losing her in a sudden tragic accident had devastated her. Brie’s stepfather Jimmy was a nice man and kept taking care of her the way her mom would have, but she wasn’t sure about his ways of coping wit
h the accident. Jimmy was a very good-looking man of forty with book cover good looks, and he was gaining quite the reputation in the city for his love of sleeping with a lot of women. Brie always heard stuff at school and was even teased sometimes by girls that asked if she’d ever slept with him? They asked her if she liked his collection of toys and whips which always made her blush.
It also turned her on a little. God rest her mother’s soul, but Brie was a curious virgin. He kept himself in shape and was muscular with tousled chestnut hair and eyes that were forest green. Jimmy was magnificent for forty and Brie was only human. She had to look now and then.
That probably had a lot to do with her being so ready with Ricky. She had never listened to her mom and Jimmy because that was gross. However, she had heard him with various women down in the basement where she’d always thought he had a man cave. They always moaned and sometimes it sounded like they were weeping when she’d hear the slap of something against their skin. Even through the tears, they always begged for more. He must be doing something right, much like her ex-boyfriend.
Brie sighed and got out of the car before she tossed her backpack over her shoulder. Brie headed through the open garage that showcased Jimmy’s small collection of expensive cars and walked into the kitchen to see their assistant Marie stirring something over the stove. “Hey, Marie,” Brie greeted her as the lovely black woman glanced up with a smile. Marie was a miracle, and she cooked, cleaned, organized things for the house and did all of the grocery shopping. Brie would be forever grateful because she really stepped up her game after her mom had passed away, leaving Brie free to grieve. “What’s cooking?”
“Stew but let’s get to the real point. Why are your eyes so red?” Marie demanded as she set the spoon on a plate beside the five burner stove and walked over to Brie. “What happened?”
“I broke up with Rick. It turns out he was sleeping with half of the school because I wouldn’t give it up.” Brie replied and Marie shook her head slowly as her dark eyes glimmered with anger.
“I don’t understand young men these days. Women like you are so rare and valuable.” Marie hugged her as Brie bitterly laughed.
“You must have me mistaken with someone else.” She smiled as Marie pulled away and patted her arm. “I guess it’s summer in Seattle.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” Marie chided her as Brie shrugged. “Your dad got some champagne to celebrate school being over. We’ll have it with dessert later since I made the chocolate cake that you love.”
“You are a goddess, Marie,” Brie smiled and walked through the expansive kitchen to the large living room and continued down the hallway to her room. It was in the back of the house and offered a beautiful view of the water. She set her backpack on the full green window seat and stared out for a moment as she took a deep breath. Rick was just a guy. There would be another one, and she shouldn’t let herself feel so bad. Brie sighed and walked into the attached bathroom to pull back her hair and change into some shorts and a tank top even though she was feeling self-conscious about the ten extra pounds that she had gained over the last year.
Brie checked her computer and sent some emails out before she headed into the kitchen to help with dinner. She passed the basement along the way and paused to hear a soft cry as she frowned and listened. What did he do to those women and why was it turning her on so much right now? She felt her face redden as she kept moving and reminded herself that Marie was home. “Can I help?”
“You still have a bit but do you want some wine? We can chat for a while.” Marie offered as Brie laughed and nodded.
“I am only nineteen, you know.”
“You’ve been through a lot, and you were an old soul to begin with. Just don’t try and drive anywhere and I won’t worry about a glass or two of wine.” Marie said as she went to the fridge to pull out a chilled bottle along with two glasses.
Brie took hers, and they tossed the end of a great year and took a long sip of the cold drink. “Is that my stepdaughter drinking wine?” Jimmy’s voice called out as Brie jumped and looked over at him. He dressed in his usual worn jeans that he wore at home and a button up shirt that matched the green of his eyes. Brie asked herself how that even mattered as he grabbed another glass and poured himself a drink from the bottle. “All done with school for the summer?”
“Yes,” Brie replied as he looked her over.
“How are your grades?” Jimmy pressed as she rolled her eyes.
“The best they could be,” Brie told him as she gave Marie a warning look not to say anything about Rick. Jimmy had always disliked him and told her that he wasn’t good enough for her to begin with.
“Good girl.” Jimmy gave her a tight hug, and she smiled into his toned chest as she appreciated his support. “So what are your plans for the next few months?”
“The usual. Hang out with Kat, maybe get a part time job. You know.” Brie replied as he raised a brow at her.
“You aren’t mentioning the boyfriend in any of this.”
“He’s an ex now. No more Ricky,” Brie quietly admitted as she looked down at the floor.
“I can tell that he hurt you and for that, I’m sorry. I do think that you’re better off without him.” Jimmy told her in a sincere tone as she nodded and weakly smiled at him. “Well make it a great summer.” Brie didn’t doubt him. He was a billionaire from investing as running a company with some important clients that invested through him and had made a million dollars by the time he was twenty-four. He had met Brie’s mom Natalie when he was thirty-four and been happily married for five years after dating for one before that. Brie had lost her father to cancer when she was just three years old and was left with no memories of him at all. Jimmy had taken over raising her easily and without complaint about the bad nights of dealing with a teenager.
CHAPTER 2
The three ate dinner and drank some more wine before Marie brought out the cake and champagne. Jimmy congratulated his stepdaughter all over again as he popped the cork and made Marie and Brie laugh as it bubbled over a little bit. Brie was going to swear off things like this soon, but she enjoyed every bite of the cake tonight. She helped Marie clean up and soon the woman went home to her cottage on the property where she lived with her husband, Kenny. Brie felt a little buzzed as she wandered through the house towards her room and also a bit melancholy as she thought about Rick. She had thought that she loved him, and now she was alone with no man at all.
Brie hadn’t had sex with Ricky, but they did other things that piqued her interest in sex a lot. She was bothered by the fact that she would have no outlet anymore, and it made her wonder what Jimmy was doing since her mom had died. He didn’t wait long to start dating, but it wasn’t quite dating. Brie only caught glimpses of the women that he brought home since they had a separate door to leave from in the basement. They were never the same ones. She knew that he tried to keep it separate from her as much as possible, and Brie appreciated that on some level. She was just more curious about all of it now.
She heard the television in the den and assumed that Jimmy was watching something as he worked on his laptop. He always worked when he wasn’t busy with other things. Whether it was at his office in the city or here, Jimmy was a workaholic. It apparently worked for him since he was rich with a good house and nice cars. He provided very well for Brie and she appreciated that.
Brie wandered to her room and turned on her laptop. Since she didn’t have Ricky’s hand or mouth anymore, it was time to take matters into her hands. She found a website that sold sex toys and slowly looked over the selection, quickly realizing that she didn’t know too much about any of this. There was a selection of the most popular items and she clicked on a couple of vibrators before she added them to her cart and paid for them to be shipped quickly to her house.
Brie blushed even though she was alone in her room, both from excitement and embarrassment. She had asked for fast shipping, seeing no reason to wait to start this journey.
The next few days, Brie hung around the house and the pool just being lazy. The UPS man delivered a very plain box by her second day in, and Brie took it to her room before Marie saw it and asked what she had received. She looked at her locked door and turned on some music as she opened it to find a long thick rubber dildo that she could use in a few ways as well as something that would just stimulate her clit, from what the description said. She turned them in her hands before she went online and found an erotic story site to find something that might start her in this process.
There were a lot of different stories to choose from, and Brie settled on the taboo section. That sounded so naughty. Surprisingly enough, there were several stories involving stepbrothers as well as stepfathers, and she widened her eyes as she clicked on one of the latter ones. Brie laid against her pillows and pulled off her bathing suit bottoms as she started to read it. Her fingers slipped over her folds as things heated up quickly in the beginning and she felt around to see what was the best. Ricky had always favored her clit, and Brie found it and stroked it as she felt herself getting wet rapidly.
When she got to the part where the stepfather was in between his own stepdaughter’s legs, Brie felt for the rubber cock and turned it on to a slow vibration. She stroked her clit with it as she felt her eyes roll back into her head. Brie focused again on the story as she read how eagerly the girl sucked his cock and she turned it up and moved it faster against her swollen nub. It was an amazing feeling, and she slipped the tip inside of her just a little while she continued to hold it against her body. Brie pushed the computer aside and drove it slowly into herself as she came quietly with pants and breathy moans.
She didn’t regret losing Ricky so much now. He wasn’t as good as her new best friend and had only raised her interest in sex. Brie dropped her toy on the bed and relaxed as she wondered what more there could be to feel.
She looked at the clock to see that Kat was coming over to swim soon and quickly rinsed off in the shower before pulling on her bikini. Kat Adams had been her best friend for years now, probably since first grade. They connected immediately then and still got along just as well. Kat was a huge part of Brie’s healing process.