by Amy Brent
Elle listened to all of it and even got herself off all over again as she dropped into one of her chairs and played with her sensitive clit. When they got rougher, she slipped her fingers inside of herself and fucked to their rhythm as she bit her lip to keep herself quiet.
She closed her eyes and decided that things were going to change. She wasn’t going to keep spinning her wheels with Lance and find a man that could give her what she wanted. Since it was summer and she didn’t have her final year at the university for a month and a half. It was time to recreate herself into the woman that she knew she was inside.
Elle woke up an hour later when she got cold and walked inside to curl up under the covers and sleep the day away.
CHAPTER 2
The next day, Elle woke up in time to start dinner since their chef was on vacation. Nolan was at work until all hours, but she’d take the chance and see if he’d be there. Later that night, Elle was going to dress up and go to a club and get what she craved.
She was just finishing the shrimp Alfredo when Elle heard the garage. She pulled out some lettuce and vegetables for a salad and heard the door open as she glanced up. “That smells good, Elle. Thanks.”
“I figured I’m home so why not? How was work?” Elle asked him as she tossed everything in the bowl and smiled as she felt his eyes on her ass. She’d worn the cutoff shorts on purpose, and the little tank top didn’t hide her generous breasts at all. It didn’t hurt to tease, right? This wasn’t much different than what she’d be wearing tonight so she should get comfortable with her new self.
“Some exciting new prospects are happening that might end in a nice payday. Want to go to the house in Belize before school starts?” Nolan asked her as she looked into his mesmerizing blue eyes and nodded. “So, do you have a date with Lance tonight? Is that what those shorts are for?”
Elle laughed and carried the salad to the table that overlooked the water. “Lance is a child, Nolan. I think that it’s time to move on.”
“Does he know that you’re going to rip his heart out?” Nolan followed her with the pasta before she passed him to get some plates and silverware.
“I doubt he’ll miss me,” Elle mused as she watched him grab a bottle of wine from the fridge and some glasses.
They sat down to eat, and she took in his wavy brown hair that complimented his eyes and olive skin. She wouldn’t even think about his abs underneath the shirt and tie that he was wearing or those toned legs that she wanted all over her. Nolan was the best looking man that Elle had ever seen, and she blushed as he raised his eyes to meet her gaze. “What’s on your mind, Elle?”
She brushed her light Blondie hair over her shoulder and giggled before she sipped her wine. “You look good today.” He raised an eyebrow and speared a piece of shrimp before eating it.
“You do as well. You should show off your body more, Elle. The curves are sexy.”
“I will take that into consideration, sir,” she told him with a wink as he shook his head.
Elle had been dressing relatively conservative the last few years, probably because her mom urged her to. The nights that she’d had the one night stands were ones that she was more aggressive towards men and begged them for everything that she wanted. They gave it to her and with the little black dress that she was wearing tonight, Elle figured it wouldn’t be difficult. “That sounds dangerous.” She winked at him. Nolan shook his head before he sipped the wine and took a big bite of salad. “To be young again.”
“You talk like you’re old. Have you seen yourself? I’d give you thirty at best, Nolan. I think you get plenty of action,” Elle told him as something darkened in his eyes. She decided to press it. “This house is big, but not that big.” It was easy to find him when she wanted to listen, and he took a deep breath.
“A girl like you doesn’t need to be listening to people, Elle. I’m dark…I don’t think you’re ready for that. The women I bring here are older, more experienced. Stay young as long as you can.” His face was set into a frown as he looked at her and shook his head. “Maybe you shouldn’t dress like that. You might get more than you bargained for.”
“I’m twenty-one, Nolan. Not sixteen,” she reminded him, and he nodded. “I am a big girl now.”
She thought that she heard him mutter something to the effect of ‘don’t I know it’ but wasn’t sure. Elle took a long sip of wine and tried to calm her raging hormones as she forced herself to get some food into her stomach. She’d need it because she was going to drink a lot tonight and let loose, particularly after this conversation. Elle cleaned up as Nolan disappeared into his home office on the first floor and loaded the dishwasher before she went to dress for the night. She did a smoky eye look that made her light green eyes pop as she added a few coats of mascara. Her face was shimmering with a pretty highlighter before Elle carefully slid on the dress. It was clingy and tight with a plunging neckline that she added a large fake diamond to bring even more attention to her cleavage. Elle spun around in front of the mirror before she naughtily considered asking Nolan what he thought of her outfit.
Elle slid her feet into some heels and slipped her phone and some cash into her purse before she sent away for a car. There was no chance of her driving tonight and she got the time of arrival and checked her face one more time.
The text from Lance would go unreturned tonight. He could find another woman to bore, for all she cared.
The house was quiet when she left, and Elle assumed that Nolan was out for the evening. Perhaps she shouldn’t have revealed that she’d heard him with the women since that might have ruined her fun. She walked down the driveway and unlocked the gate to get to the curb to meet the car just as a little Prius pulled up. “Where are you headed?” The girl asked as she looked over Elle’s outfit with a long look.
“Club Jade,” Elle told her as she watched the driver punch the name into her navigation and wait a second. It was in Seattle and would be expensive, but money was no object thanks to her step daddy. Elle wasn’t quite ready for a full BDSM club, but this was one that provided a lot of room for dancing, be it on the floor or more on display. After a few drinks, Elle was aiming for the latter. She enjoyed the ride as the driver made small talk with her and smiled when she was told to have a great time as she got out of the car.
Elle paid the cover and walked through the room to one of the bars as the heavy beat pulsed around her. She ordered a cosmopolitan and glanced around to see that the dance floor was crowded with men and women, both straight and gay from the looks of things. Some of the women danced alone in cages or on lifted levels, and Elle watched as she slid a bill across the bar. They were sexy, and she tossed back the drink as she vowed to be better than all of them.
A few drinks later and Elle was feeling no pain. She started dancing in an empty cage, but that wasn’t enough for the newer bolder her. She picked a long table and climbed on top of it before she started to move her hips to the slow beat as heat flooded her veins. This place had a great vibe, almost like a strip club with the way some of the girls were dressed and moving to the beat. Elle leaned her head back as some of the comments reached her from the voyeurs that were standing below.
Hands touched her calves as she dropped her hips down and smiled. This was what she wanted: to be touched. She wanted to be taken hard and fast, and she licked her lips as she spun around and took a look at the crowd.
Young, young, young and too young. She wanted a man tonight. Elle let her eyes pass over the faces of the people her age and they rested on a chiseled face that looked a little familiar. The light was spotty, but he had cropped dirty Blondie hair and what looked like darker eyes that were eating her up as she moved. Elle knew that hadn’t fucked him-her one night stands were not nearly this gorgeous-but she wouldn’t mind changing that tonight.
She slipped off of the table and made her way to the bar for some more liquid courage. Elle ordered and wasn’t surprised when she was told that the drinks were taken care of. She also wasn’t stup
id, and she made sure that they were handed right to her before she drank them down and headed back towards the table. The room was blurry, and she stumbled as arms caught her. “Feeling good tonight, beautiful?” She looked, and it was the older man from before and fuck was he gorgeous. Still familiar but her mind wasn’t clear enough to think too hard about it. “You look good.”
“Thanks,” Elle said as he sat down and stared up at her. “Do I know you?”
A chuckle rose from him as he leaned back and looked her up and down. “Do you want to?” She nodded and moved towards him as one of her favorite songs started to play.
Elle hadn’t ever given a lap dance before, and this was not a strip club, but she was drunk and horny. She was ready to play.
Elle turned her back to him and started moving along to the song as she sang the words. Her ass grazed his knee, and she moaned as she lowered it back down and moved between his legs as they parted. He gripped her hips for a moment as she gasped and raised his hands to cup her heavy tits through her dress. “You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” Elle moaned as she leaned back and dragged her hair over his chest. Catcalls and cheers filled the air as she moved and she giggled as she faced him and slid her hands through his hair. The man pushed forward, and Elle lowered her body over his as any inhibitions slid away from her mind. Elle lowered herself into his lap and ground her body against him as she felt his cock harden, and she felt one hand grab her ass as the other moved over her thighs. She murmured something as he leaned forward and claimed her lips with his as he pulled her against him.
“Do you want to get fucked tonight, Princess?” She frowned as she nodded and he kissed her again as his tongue swept through her mouth. Elle had no choice to rock against him with the way that he held her and tasted whiskey as he slipped a finger under her lace thong. “He’s going to love this.”
“Who?” Elle asked as she felt him stroke her clit. “Fuck. Don’t stop.”
“Do you want two cocks tonight?” His voice was in her ear as she moaned.
“Yes.” It had been a while and the only other time was at a party for a college friend and was clumsy at best, even at its hottest moment. “I want you to fuck me.”
“Oh. I plan to. Let’s get us a car and we’ll get out of here,” he promised in a hoarse voice as he slipped a finger inside of her. “I want you naked and on your knees for me.”
“Yes,” Elle agreed as she felt him remove his hand and hold her on his lap. She guessed that he was sending for a car.
“Ten minutes, then you’re all mine,” He told her as he kissed her and slid his hands over her ass. “You’re a dirty girl and going to get deep dicked tonight.” She arched her back and rocked against his cock in his jeans for some friction as he gripped her tightly. “Jesus fuck. You’re all kinds of ready. I would have never guessed.”
She was on the edge as he lifted her and carried her through the bar, desperate for the orgasm that she knew she was close to. Elle clung to him and slipped into a car as he told her to and slid beside her. The man leaned forward and said the address to the guy in a low voice as she leaned back and felt the alcohol hit her as she dropped her head back. “Don’t you pass out on me. We have plans.” His hands slid up her body and down the front of her dress as she felt him tug at one of her nipples. “Like that?’
All she could do was whimper as she felt the car driving and the man sucking at her neck. He promised her dark pleasures in between kisses and she begged him in a whisper as they continued to drive. He freed one of her tits and lowered his lips to suck the nipple into his mouth as Elle bit her lips. She was vaguely aware that they were in a car with a driver, but she didn’t care as he kept drawing her between his teeth and stroking her slick thighs. She had never felt this horny, and Elle knew that this man was going to deliver on his promise. She couldn’t wait.
The car came to a stop, and she felt the man messing with his shirt. “I want to surprise you.” She felt something slide over her eyes before she was pulled out of the back seat and led up a small hill. Her mind was spinning, and her legs were weak with her growing desperation as logic tried to make its way into the situation. She didn’t even know his name or where they were. This was how girls got assaulted and killed, but there was a familiarity to him that she somehow trusted. The man held onto her as he unlocked something and they continued to walk outside as she tried to make sense of this all. They then went up some stairs, and he opened another door as she became aware that they were going into a building. He took her hand and pulled her to the right to the sounds of moaning and a woman begging for more.
Were they at an orgy? Elle froze and listened before she decided that it was porn, and she felt pressed onto a soft couch as the man chuckled. “Look who I found tonight.”
“What the fuck? Where?” The voice sent shivers down her spine as the first man told him what club she’d been at and how she was drunk and dancing like a little slut on the table for every man to see. She heard him tell Nolan all of this and felt her thighs dampen as she realized that her stepfather knew who she was and what she wanted.
“She’s ready to fuck, has been since we left. I think we should both do her.” Elle did the math and realized that the man with his hand on her leg was Chad, his best friend and the man that she called her uncle. Shit, no wonder he looked familiar. How drunk was she not to recognize him?
Elle did know that she’d always seen him as a sexy older man much like Nolan, one that could give a woman what she needs. There had been an equal attraction for Chad the most part as well, but she’d shied away from pursuing it just like she had Nolan. She knew that tonight she had gone for his personality more than what he looked like, and now that she knew how he would play her body, Elle wanted him to finish what he’d started.
She’s my stepdaughter, Chad.” Nolan’s voice was hoarse, and she trembled as she felt pushed back on to what she knew was their black couch.
“So fucking what? There’s no blood relation and look at her, Nolan.” Her dress was pushed up and over her hips before he eased it above her head, leaving Elle only in her skimpy thong. Her arms went up on their own accord, and she whimpered as she felt the men looking at her. “Look at this sweet pink cunt. Don't you want that? It beats watching it on television, no matter how hot the porn.” Chad spread her legs, and she felt the air hit her as he stroked her clit and managed to get a whimper from her. “She’s wet. “
The woman on the television screamed out, and Elle jerked as she imagined Nolan holding his cock in his hand as he watched it, wondering it was hard with her spread out before him spread open. A finger speared her, and Elle rocked against it as she heard a deep intake of breath across the room. “I sensed that she was flirting earlier…that nothing outfit and the way that she was acting. Fuck,” Nolan murmured as she pressed her lips together. “I told her to dress that way more often, but that dress is…”
“Hot as fuck,” Chad finished before Elle felt him lapping at her needy pussy. She cried out as his tongue dragged against her swollen nub and teased her before he sucked her between his lips.
What was Nolan doing? Chad had told him what a bad girl she’d been, and she knew that he could fuck a woman well. Chad had told him every detail of the way that she was giving him the seductive lap dance and how he’d fingered her body right there in front of everybody. Chad told Nolan that she would have let him fuck her right on the table and Elle let out a groan as his teeth dragged against her hard and slow. “Fuck her here, Chad. I want to hear her.” She shuddered as Nolan spoke and her hands tore at the cloth covering her eyes as she realized it was a tie. She shoved it over her head and turned to see her stepfather staring at her with his hard cock in his hand. “Elle.”
“I want you both,” she told him as he looked at her with tormented eyes. “I want to be treated like the slut that I am.”
“Jesus. I always thought that she was hot, but I didn’t think she wanted this,” Chad said as he lifted his head
to look at her. “I want to tie her up and just fuck her senseless.” Elle nodded and begged for that as Chad looked at her. He moved and stretched her arms over her head and tied them to a lamp that was securely tucked behind the sofa as she watched with hooded eyes. Elle loved confinement like this, and she moved her gaze to Nolan.
CHAPTER 3
Chad told Nolan to get some toys for them to use on her and Nolan hesitated before he left the room. Chad returned to eating her out while he waited and Elle felt him intensifying it before he’d slow down and move his lips to her thigh, over and over. She screamed at him to make her cum as Chad laughed and drove two fingers inside of her. “You’ve wanted to cum since you got into that club, didn’t you? You went there looking for cock.”
“Yes,” Elle panted as he drove deep inside of her and searched roughly with his fingers before she jerked against him. “Fuck! Right there.” He dragged them against her as she arched her back and writhed against him with her eyes closed. “I need to be fucked by a real man.”
“Two real men. I am going to convince him, Elle. Do you want your step daddy to fuck you tonight?” Chad teased as he brought her close to the edge again with another finger. “You’ve wanted that for quite some time, haven’t you? I have a little secret. So has he.”
“Chad?” Nolan had asked before Elle heard something dropped to the floor.
“I’ve seen the way that you look at her, Nolan. Hell, it’s the same way that I’ve looked at her since she was legal. She wants this, and we can punish her right.” Chad pulled his hand out Elle whimpered at the empty feeling before she opened her eyes. Chad moved to the case and opened it as his eager eyes searched the contents. “Perfect.” He grabbed something and looked her over. “Your nipples are so big and sexy. Do you like them when they’re hurting?” Elle nodded, and he brought something over to her before he gave Nolan a long look. Chad leaned down and kissed her before he tugged a nipple between his teeth. He laughed at her grunts as he pulled and moved to the other one. “She tastes good, Nolan. These nips are like cherries.”