The Doctor's Fake Marriage: A Single Dad & Virgin Romance by Amy Brent (24)

“I’m going to be out until curfew anyway. By all means, you can tidy up. Just don’t come crying to me when you find some old pieces of pizza or dirty underwear.” He patted me on the head like I was some tiny little pet. “Just make sure that you’re done before I get home.” What he didn’t want to mention was that he usually came home, but not by himself. He was always sneaking young impressionable girls up to his room. In the last year, I counted at least 30 different partners and all of them left with a smile on their face. Our bedroom was right beside one another with a connecting bathroom. You can imagine that their screams to God were not exactly in a religious way.

“I’ll spend an hour in there and whatever I don’t get done today, I’ll finish up during the week. I apologize for what happened to your jeep, but it isn’t anything more than a nuisance. You could probably have it hammered out very quickly. You really didn’t have to squeal to my father.” I made him look like he was some kind of snitch.

It was only lucky that Allison wasn’t around or I would have gotten one of those stern expressions.

Chapter two

I went down the hall with my heart thumping in my chest. I put my hand on the doorknob to his bedroom and took a deep breath to ready myself for the manly essence that was going to strike me when I opened the door. It was exactly like what my father said it was. It was a war zone and it really looked like somebody had ransacked the place.

I stepped into the room and closed the door behind me. I couldn’t believe that I was actually here. It was one thing to hear what was going on inside the room, but to see where the magic happened was a revelation onto itself. I stepped over a few discarded pieces of football equipment.

I didn’t even realize that I was doing it, but my hand had now made its way into the waistband of my panties. I found my wetness and I traced it with my finger, but didn’t attempt any kind of penetration. There was a part of me that thought it was wrong to even consider doing anything like this in his room, but it was also such delicious thought that it was almost too tempting to pass up.

I looked towards the bed with the sheets hanging off the side. The blue comforter was on the floor and I spied a pair of red lace panties sticking out from underneath his pillow. I surveyed the work that I had to do and there was no way that I was going to finish in an hour. There was no point in procrastinating and I went ahead and started with the small stuff. I cut it into quadrants leaving the bed to be the last thing that I would touch. He had no idea how to live. This was like looking at a perpetual bachelor that had no idea how to take care of himself.

I had noticed that Allison doted on him hand and foot. His laundry was done and she had even given him an allowance. I didn’t want to know how much he got, but it was always a stack of bills rolled up and put into his pocket.

I had noticed that his taste in women were mostly dark haired beauties with a large endowment.

I picked up a few of his rolled up socks and stuffed them into my bra. I stood in profile at his mirror on the back of his door. I couldn’t understand how any woman could carry around balloons on their chest. It couldn’t be good for their posture and would put a strain on their back. I was happy with what I had and they were more than a mouthful. They probably wouldn’t sag to my knees when I got to be old enough not to care about my appearance.

I opened his closet and had to jump back with several things falling at my feet. I took everything out of his closet and there was this box in the back. I put it on his bed and I went about to reorganize his closet. I made sure that his summer stuff was right where he would want it and his winter stuff was stuffed back for use in the next few months. Living in Connecticut was great for a ski bunny like me. I loved the feeling of moving down and feeling the crisp cool air on my cheeks. I was alive with nature and not a care in the world.

An hour had elapsed. I didn’t realize that I was sweating so much that the white shirt I was wearing had become somewhat see through. My hair was matted and I really did look like I’d just finished with a marathon sex session.

I unbuttoned the first couple of buttons to see the swell of my bosom. My nipples were hard enough to cut through glass. I turned abruptly and I saw that box mocking me on top of his bed. I was about to put it back where I found it, but my curiosity got the best of me.

There was a lock on it, but he had mistakenly left it open. He was a little forgetful. Most times he would always have to go back out after supper to lock his car. This worked out in my favor and I turned the lock and pulled it off. I left it beside the box on the bed. I couldn’t breathe and I kept looking toward the door to make sure that nobody was going to interrupt this.

I tiptoed over to the door, opening it a crack to see that the coast was clear. I went to the window and it was overlooking the driveway. I could easily see the bright headlights upon his return. The worst thing would be to get caught invading his personal space.

I had my hands on that box and I wanted to open it, but I was thinking maybe it wasn’t such a good idea. I could be asking for trouble and maybe it would be best not to know some of his dirty little secrets. I picked it up and it was like the Holy Grail, but I just couldn’t bring myself to open it. I placed it exactly in the same spot in the back of his closet. He would know from looking at his closet and how organized it was that somebody had been in there. He would know that it was me, but the box would stay his secret.

“I can’t believe that you did this.” The female voice was familiar and I knew Allison had returned home from some Gala or function concerning one of her many charities. “Your father told me what you had to do to make up for taking my son’s jeep for a joy ride. I didn’t think that it was a good idea, but now I’m beginning to see that you might be good for him. I might have to consider paying you to do this all the time.” She was standing there in this black chiffon dress with a plunging back and a very high hemline. I had to admit that she had gorgeous legs and the kind of body that would probably make my father or any man happy for hours on end.

“I’m doing this under protest. I don’t think the punishment fits the crime. If anything, I would assume that washing his car or detailing it from top to bottom would be good enough. I think we both know that Anthony is not exactly a clean freak. He throws things anywhere. He thinks he can find them later. I have to assume that there’s a method to this chaos, but I don’t see it.” This was the first real conversation that I had with my stepmother.

“I have to say that I’m impressed.” I could hear her slurred words. It most likely came from an abundance of champagne that was flowing. “Don’t be too much longer. His curfew will be done in the next 2 hours. I’m going to bed. I believe that I’m going to grab your father.” She didn’t come out and say the word sex, but I had a feeling that a game of mattress tag was in my father’s future. She was flushed and it was obvious from the way that she was swaying that she was in an inebriated state of euphoria.

“I really don’t need to know these things. I don’t know why you can’t seem to keep it in your pants.” I knew that it was a stupid thing to say. It most likely came from my own sexual frustration. The boys in my school were horn dogs. I really didn’t feel that there was anything there to pursue other than physical pleasure. I wanted something more than that, but there were times when I was this close to letting some pubescent boy take advantage of me.

“You are 18 years old and you should know by now about the birds and bees. You see, Jessica when a mommy and daddy loves each other very much they express it in a certain way. When you have a boyfriend you’ll need to know these things.” It was a condescending tone and one that made me look at her like she was crazy. “Maybe you don’t know this, but I don’t think that it’s my place to tell you where all the parts go. Perhaps, you should use the Internet and find out what you need to know.” If looks could kill, she would be writhing on the floor gasping for breath. At that moment, if she was drowning, I would probably offer her a drink of water.

“I don’t know why you constantly get on my case, Allison.” I didn’t give her the courtesy or the satisfaction of calling her anything other than her first name. She was definitely not my mother, no matter how much she tried to force herself into that role. She thought when she said jump that I should ask how high.

“You just bring it out in me, little girl. Now, if you’ll excuse me, your father is waiting for me naked in our bedroom.” It made me cringe to think that my father even had sex. “I suggest that you put on some noise canceling headphones, because TODAAAY…it’s going to get loud.” She knew as well as I did that the wing of the estate that they were in was practically sound proof. She was just needling me for the sake of trying to get underneath my skin.

“You’re disgusting, but you are good for my father. I know that you love him and that’s pretty obvious from the way that you look at him. I’m sure that you never imagined that you were going to have a stepdaughter. All we can do is try to coexist and get along for his sake. We don’t have to like each other, but we can learn to live with each other. It’s been a year. I’m doing what I can to stay out of your way and I suggest that you do the same thing for me. If we continue to go at it like this, eventually one of us is going to get hurt and it’s not gonna be me.” She shook her hand at me like she was scared and she whistled a happy tune going down the hallway with her purse swinging back and forth.

I was not much for social interactions and my best friend Helena was exactly the same way. I could make friends and I could fake it with the best of them, but I didn’t have to put on airs when I was around Helena.

I picked up his dirty underwear and I could smell his manly musk. I was tempted to move it closer to my nose, but that would have been taking things a little bit too far. I tossed them into laundry basket along with other pieces of clothing that probably could’ve stood up on their own.

I found a pile of clean clothes and I put them back where they were supposed to be. I couldn’t understand how anybody could live like this. I did find a couple of pieces of old discarded pizza underneath the bed and the dresser. It was a wonder they didn’t attract small wildlife or ants. This would’ve been a great breeding ground for cockroaches. The very idea of anything creepy and crawly made me tremble and not in a good way.

I found his collection of memorabilia from Michael Jackson. It made me smile to think that he was actually into the most charismatic man that had put on a white glove. His death hit me hard and I could tell that we had at least one thing in common. I looked around and found an honest to goodness record player. I slipped the LP of thriller out of its jacket and put it on. I could hear his voice ring out like he was still alive.

I continued cleaning, but there were times I stopped to immerse myself into the words of Beat It and Billie Jean. I caught myself in the world of a lost legend that had left us all too soon.

I finally noticed that it was 11:15PM and he was already 15 minutes past his curfew. It didn’t matter. He could do practically anything he wanted. He could walk on water in the eyes of his mother and my stepmother Allison. My father wanted desperately to forge of relationship with Anthony, but it was still a work in progress. I had this funny feeling that he wanted the son that he never had. He might’ve been trying a little bit too hard and maybe backing off and letting Anthony come to him would be more his speed.

I saw an old sweater with his school mascot on the front. I had no idea where to put it, so I had to search the dresser. I opened one and I gasped at seeing a pile of panties. At first, I thought that he was a kinky little pervert that liked to wear women’s clothing. Then it dawned on me that these were trophies from past conquests. I couldn’t believe that he had the gall to keep their underwear, as some personal souvenir. It was most likely his way of looking at each individual one and putting a name to who wore them.

I couldn’t even bear to touch any one of them and I closed it gently and walked back out into the hallway. I was going into my room, when I heard laughter. I closed my door, but not far enough that I couldn’t see through a crack. This blond with the kind of rack that looked fake was all over him. She was pulling at the button to his pants. I knew that his night had just gotten a whole lot better.

Chapter three

I heard them stumbling around. “Come on, Serena. You and I both know that this is what you wanted. This is what all you girls want from me and how am I supposed to refuse.” Amazingly, the walls were paper thin. The one place that made it easy to hear everything was lying on my floor right by the ventilation system to the air conditioning. “I know that you’ve been asking around about me. There’s no reason to deny it. I’m a little flattered that you would go to all this trouble to get me into bed.”

“I’m a little embarrassed, but I’m also too fucking horny to lie about anything. I know what you’re packing and the girls talk. I need to see it.” I heard the desperation in her voice. It kind of reminded me of myself. “Just let me look at it and maybe touch it a little. I don’t know if I want anything more than that, but I’m sure that you can convince me otherwise. I know that you’re excited and the bulge in your pants tells me everything that I need to know and more. I’m just not sure how it’s possible that you could possess something like that. It has to be an allusion, but the proof is in the stories that I have been told over and over again.”

I grabbed two of my pillows and the Scooby Doo stuffed animal. I lie back against the wall with my hands traveling up and down my body. This wasn’t the first time that I had done something like this and it wouldn’t be the last. There were too many times that I had awakened in the morning for school looking like some kind of zombie from the apocalypse. I’d stayed up most of those nights listening to him carousing with one female or another. There wasn’t much said, but this time a conversation was needed to push things along.

“I know that this has been a fantasy of yours for quite some time, Serena. By all means, I am pretty much an open book. Take what you want. There’s no reason to be shy and I’m sure that it’s not the first one that you’ve ever seen one. It might be the first one of this size, but I don’t know that for sure. Only you can determine that for yourself.” I heard her gasp and no doubt he did the same thing that he did to me on several occasions. He liked to make me feel uncomfortable by flexing that piece of pipe between his legs.

“It almost seems like it’s alive. Let me get more comfortable, so that I can see it up close and personal.” I could already envision her on her knees and hear the zipper of his pants being pulled down. “I don’t even have it out of your underwear and I still can’t believe the size. This thing could choke a horse. I’m not even sure if I’m capable of even wrapping my hand around it.” I had my hand lingering on the waistband of my panties. They were already soaking wet and the very thought of him touching her made me live through her eyes.

“By all means, pull down my underwear and see it like all the others have. I hope that you’re not thinking that this is going to be something long-term. I’ve never promised any girl anything of the sort and I’m not going to start now. You can either take it for what it is, or you can leave the same way you came. Before you make your decision, I want you to remember all those stories that you’ve been told and know that each and every one of them is the truth. I’m not only capable of making you squeal all night long, but I can also do it with more than just my cock.” That was high praise and stroking his own ego made him appear ugly in my eyes.

“You are a college football star and I know for fact that the Minnesota Vikings are ready to sign you to a deal for a multimillion dollar contract. I don’t know how far we are going to go here tonight, Anthony. I guess we’ll just take it one step at a time.” This was the first time that I’d heard anything remotely concerning a contract. It appeared that he was keeping this very hush hush and maybe I could use that secret to my advantage.

“Not so loud. My family doesn’t know and I’m not going to tell them, until I know something for sure.” I heard his intake of breath and then what sounded like somebody spitting. “I guess you’re not exactly a stranger to giving a hand job. You can certainly start with that, but I’m going to want a lot more. If you expect to stay then you need to show him something. I’m not saying that to scare you, but I do have a reputation that I want to live up to.” He was not pressuring her, but he was making it abundantly clear that he was not going to waste his time on tire kickers.

“I can’t even wrap my hand all the way around it. The head looks so damn big that I’m not sure that I can even fit it in between my lips.” My mind was conjuring up the image of something that I had seen on the Internet. The porn star there was quite famous and packing quite the salami. I was thinking that this was what Anthony had. My hand was inside my panties and I could feel the sopping material against my fingertips. I pushed one finger in and bit my tongue to stop myself from making any sort of noise. The only way that I was going to get away with this was if nobody caught me in the act of self stimulating.

“I’m sure that you can take just the tip.” I wasn’t sure she was going to buy that, but I probably would’ve had I been in her position. There was no telling what I would do if I was given the least bit of a chance to be with him. I had this need and desire and each day it was building, until I was practically going crazy with the idea of having him slipping it to me in the darkness.

“Anthony, I don’t know if I can do this and maybe it was the wrong to come up here with you. I’m afraid that we’re going to get caught. I know that we are old enough to know better, but I still have my reservations about doing this under your parent’s noses. I’m also a little concerned that you’re going to hurt me.” My big thighs were spread with my left leg on top of the window box and my knee bent slightly. It gave me a nice shot at pleasuring myself and listening to them at the same time. I was concerned that he was going to do something he was going to regret, but I didn’t take him for the forceful kind.

“I don’t know why we can’t just try it. I’ve had other girls who were afraid they wouldn’t be able to take it either, but they’ve always proven me differently. Just get the tip in your mouth and we’ll see what we can do about making it fit. I really do want to fuck you, Serena and I’ve been thinking about you so often that it hurts me. I lie here in the middle of the night replaying everything that you’ve said to me during the day. It’s get me so excited that I can’t stop myself from doing something about it.” I was waiting and I was hoping that Serena wasn’t going to chicken out. I didn’t like how my stepbrother treated her and his words were not exactly truthful. He was only saying what he needed to get her to do something about his otherwise unmanageable condition.

“If I do this, I don’t want you to be blabbing it all over school the next day. I think I deserve a bit more respect than that.” I had to smile knowing that she was putting her foot down, but she was asking for trouble. “Here goes nothing.” I pressed my ear tightly against the vent and I heard her lips touching his cock. I wanted to see it. If I could have, I would’ve climbed through the event. That would have only worked for somebody a lot smaller than I was. I would probably get caught and stuck in there like some kind of obscene pooh bear.

“Yeah… Just like that. Get it nice and wet and it should slide in. Take a little bit more. I love the way that your cheeks billow with my meat stuffed inside.” I heard him popping it in and out of her mouth and she was now in a position where she was either going to have to shut up or put up. “See… I told you that you could do it and that all you needed was a little bit of encouragement. That’s not all of it and if you really want to impress me, then you need to allow me to fuck your face.” My fingers were moving quite steadily and there was that slapping sound of the palm of my hand making contact with my mound.

I grabbed that Scooby Doo stuffed pillow and put it over my head biting into the surface of the brown felt material. My teeth tore into that plush toy. It wasn’t the first time that it had been subjected to my kind of abuse. I felt kind of silly still having it, but it was like a safety blanket from what was left of my childhood.

“Well, if I didn’t see it, I probably wouldn’t believe it. You have the whole thing and you’re holding it there with drool coming down the sides of my cock.” I heard her choking and then they continued what they were doing. “Damn, you are one messy little cock sucker. The spit I’m getting straight from the source of your throat is the best possible way to give me the kind of pleasure that you need to finish me off.” I might’ve been the girl looking in from the outside, but I was still a stones throw away from seeing the object of my desire in action.

Three fingers had now been stuffed inside me and my juices were bubbling. With more friction my juices became something of a white sticky translucent paste. I pulled the mixture out. It clung to my fingers before I put those three fingers into my mouth.

“I’m going to cum… My god…you’re going to take my fucking loading in your throat. Don’t fucking move. You’re not going anywhere, until I’m fucking finished with you.” She had placed herself in that position and she should’ve known matter. Now that she was there, she was obligated to finish what she started. “Watch the teeth. I certainly don’t want you to make any kind of permanent damage. Right there and I have no idea why it feels so good, but I’m going to… AHHHHH.” I could hear her guzzling his cream and it must’ve been one hell of a load. He was grunting and groaning, but it was more subdued like he was worried that somebody was going to hear walking down the hallway.

“I can’t believe that you made me do that.” She sounded appalled, but I actually craved to be right where she was. I decided then and there that I was going to get into his bed one way or the other. “I’m leaving and you better take your hand off of me before I take it off for you.” She had a bit of fire in her belly and I would say that my brother Anthony wanted more than just lip service.

“Why do you have to be like that, Serena? I said that I wanted to fuck you, but maybe you’re not the kind of girl for me. I like them to be a little more open minded and not so closed off. By all means, leave, but don’t expect to have me call you anytime soon. I don’t need this kind of drama and there are a lot of girls that would love to change places with you in a second. Don’t think for one moment that you are special.” His venom spewed from his lips. I was slightly taken back by how easily he could make a woman feel small and insignificant.

“I thought that you were one of the good ones, but apparently I was wrong. I don’t know why I even bothered. You may have a nice cock, but the rest of you is very unappealing. You need to change your attitude. You’re caustic, rude and too damn into yourself. It makes you look egotistical. One day, somebody’s going to knock you off that high horse of yours and I’m going to be there to watch your downfall. I’m sure that a lot of girls would be glad to see you be taught some sort of lesson in humility.” I had cum twice while she was going down on him with my eyes closed and envisioning that very cock slamming deep inside my mouth.

I had been practicing on cucumbers and curved bananas. I was getting pretty good and found that I could take almost 8 inches. With a little bit more practice, I could get rid of that gag reflex altogether and really give a man the kind of pleasure that they deserve. The kind of pleasure that I deserve and I found that having those implements inside my throat for a split second was like an aphrodisiac that I couldn’t get enough of.

I heard her sobbing going down the hallway and thankfully she didn’t show that kind of weakness in front of Anthony. He was not what I would consider a man that liked to have somebody lean on his shoulder. Tears did not sway him and he most likely would have kicked her out if she had showed that kind of emotional outburst. I wanted to go out there and tell her that she was stupid for leaving too soon. That would’ve put a spotlight on my feelings for him.

I got up with a trail of my juice now streaking down the inside of my left thigh. I walked wobbly, grabbing onto my bed before my knees collapsed out from underneath me. I crawled under the covers and I began to formulate a plan. He was known to get drunk on those nights that he didn’t have a girl waiting in the wings. After a grueling championship match on the football field, he would always find himself with some of his buddies knocking back a few. Beers had turned out to be his Achilles heel and made him almost powerless. I’d heard him stumble in a few times and usually my father would greet him and guide him to his room before he hurt himself.

Chapter four

Over the next few days, he was pretty much celibate. He never even gave me any kind of impression that what I had done to clean up his room was appreciated. In fact, he never really mentioned it at all and neither did my father for that matter. It was almost like they expected me to do it with a smile on my face. I knew that I had done wrong by not telling him about the dent. That shouldn’t preclude having him tell me that I did a good job. I could’ve easily told his mother about the pile of panties, but that was not my place.

Being a sophomore in college had afforded me a bird’s eye view of my older brothers attempt to seduce and corrupt a young unsuspecting female into his embrace. There was a particularly shy blond kind of a bookworm that he had zeroed his sights on. He was constantly teasing her, squeezing her hips and pulling her to him to give her an idea of what he had to offer.

“I’m sorry baby, but I can’t tonight. You know tonight is a big game for me and we all go out for drinks after. I’m sure that I can fit you in my schedule any time after that. I think that you are damn sexy and I can only imagine what you look like without your clothes on. That brief peek of your cleavage is only a tease. I have to say that the rest of the package is even more appealing.” I’d seen Serena from time to time after her oral exploration of my stepbrother’s shaft. She kept her distance and he didn’t even give her the courtesy of making eye contact.

She resumed her life like what happened didn’t mean a damn thing. She probably wanted to forget every single detail, but how could she when it was very much part of her memories.

“You’ve been trying for the last few days to get my attention and when I tell you that I’m ready, you turn me down. I know that the big game means a lot to you, but it shouldn’t stop us from having a bit of fun together. You’re definitely going to have to get your priorities straight. If I wasn’t having any reservation before, I certainly am now. I’m sure that other girls would accept these after game rituals, but I’m not like that.” She walked away with her platonic looking beige skirt hanging loosely over a flat ass. Why he even wanted to be with her was a mystery to me. He was always more attracted to those with a little bit more meat on their loans.

“I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” He didn’t even pay attention to the words coming out of her mouth. I didn’t know her name, but I think it was amber or Angela or something along those lines. I don’t think it really mattered. Anthony rarely remembered their names and I think the panties were a reminder to put a face to each and every one of them. I did find what looked like a diary in his night stand while I was cleaning. I wanted to take a closer look, but it had one of those tiny locks. I would need some time to break into it. I had this feeling it was not his inner thoughts and something more disgusting.

I was walking home and found myself walking past an old dive bar. I didn’t like the smell and I wanted to avoid it, but it was the best short cut in the city through the alley.

I had stepped into the dank corridor when suddenly I was pulled in by my hair into the bar. I looked around slightly dazed to see two guys licking their lips and pulling at their crotches.

“Hmmm…you look like you are in the search for some fun.” This brute with the blonde hair unzipped and pulled out this uncircumcised foul smelling thing. I don’t think he bathed in days. “Come over here and get down on your knees.” I was trying to find a way out, but there was none. He grabbed me and forced me into a subservient position. He slapped my cheeks with that thing. “Open up and say AHHHHHHH.” Him and his two friends were laughing at my expense. “I better not feel any teeth.” I was thinking that maybe I should just do it. It was far better than the alternative.

“Don’t hog her. I want to fuck this sweet piece…piece…what the hell do you want? This is a private party. Come back later.” I stared between this mans legs to see Anthony was right there.

“I don’t think, I’m going anywhere and if you know what’s good for you, I would suggest you take your hands off her and leave.” They scoffed at him and came after him with broken beer bottles.

“Fuck you…fuck you and your mama.” I had this feeling this was not something Anthony was going to take lightly.

He grabbed a chair and went into a rage. He left them all lying unconscious with contusions and bloody cuts that would need stitches. He got me on my feet and escorted me out the door. “You’re lucky I was here. Go home and we will never speak about this again. He was so gallant, but why was he here? Did he follow me? “Say nothing about this to anyone. I have a reputation to live up to. Stay quiet and I may not tell you father about this.” It was an idle threat, but I didn’t need a lecture. This was the first time that I saw another side to my stepbrother. He walked away and I stood there for a moment. I would never take this short cut again. It wasn’t worth it.

I got home earlier than expected and nobody was there. My father was still working and Allison was out at some luncheon. I went up into his room, crossing over the forbidden zone and standing right in front of his night stand. I made a casual glance towards the closet where the odd box was. It did make me want to throw caution to the wind and see what my stepbrother was hiding. I found the diary. I pulled the pin from my hair and began to work on it diligently.

I finally heard the click. I pulled back the strap to see a list of names with stars in a range of 1 to 4. There were even categories and he had rated each and every girl that he had been with. He detailed certain skills and I was not only appalled by that, but what I had found on the back page. My name was right there with all the rest, but there was a question mark where the rating should be. He had obviously thought about doing something with me. It was kind of endearing to know that he actually gave me any thought.

I got this idea and before I could walk out that door and go back to my room, I took off my panties and put them with the ones he had collected already. I didn’t make it obvious, but I did slide them in with the rest. When he went to relive those memories, he might get a whiff of something that was not entirely something he would remember.

I did my homework and I watched a little bit TV and then I went on to the computer. It wasn’t hard to find the subject matter I was looking for. It was all mostly fake, but the scenario was of stepbrother and his stepsister getting in on in the house when the parents were away. I actually found myself quite excited and I got a little carried away before realized that I had a plan.

It was around midnight when I heard the heavy handed footsteps of my stepbrother coming home after a bender with the boys. He was singing underneath his breath and then he tried to stop himself only to sing a little bit louder. He needn’t bother waking up Allison or my father. They were still out and I’d gotten a message that they were going to some party and might not even make it home until morning.

I heard him going into his room and closing the door behind him. If he had a lock, he probably would have turned it to make sure that nobody interrupted his personal space. “What a night and now I’m home to see all of my lovelies in one place. Panties… Panties…Panties.” I didn’t know exactly what he was doing, but I had a pretty good idea. I waited for some time and when it was close to 2:00 AM, I snuck out of my room and tiptoed quietly down to his door.

I was wearing a pair of black peek-a-boo panties that I had bought quite embarrassed at the local sex shop. A red silk blouse was wide open and showing the abundance of my curves. My hair was in disarray and it was time to put my stepbrother on notice. If he was fantasizing about me in any way, then I saw it was my duty to give him a taste.

I heard him mumbling something, but it was most likely in a deep inebriated sleep. I had circled my nipples with a strawberry gloss and I could literally smell it. It was supposed to entice him to come closer. I stood there at his door thinking about what I was doing and how wrong it was. The naughty act of doing something with my stepbrother had forced me to open that door slowly.

It was pitch black and the only light was the moon streaming through the very thin gauze like white curtains. A window was open and the slight chill made Goosebumps appear on my skin. My heart was literally beating out of my chest, but I wasn’t breathing. I saw him lying there, but there was something strange. I needed to get a closer look. I stepped up to the edge of the bed and he had all of those panties covering him from head to toe. It was the only thing he was wearing and it was obvious that he went to bed in the buff.

I gasped at seeing my panties over his face. I wondered if he even knew it was mine, or was it some very strange coincidence. I saw my stepbrother lying there in soiled panties and I stood there at the bottom of the bed watching his chest rising and falling with those frilly little undergarments moving with him. He had his hands crossed over his chest and the slight shift underneath a lacy pair of red underwear caught my attention right away.

I moved around to the other side of the bed and I heard the creaking of the floorboard and I stopped cold. He didn’t move and his heavy breathing told me that he most likely wouldn’t wake up until the crack of dawn. It gave me plenty of time to play my game. I just wasn’t sure how far I was going to go.

I reached out to those lacey red panties that were covering his endowment and I touched it for a moment before pulling my hand away like I had been struck with an electrical volt. I was still having second thoughts, but my body was betraying the rest of me. I was quivering and my legs shaking with my eyes staring at the one spot on his body that had garnered my attention.

“Oh yeah… Jessica.” I thought for a moment that he woke up, but apparently he was having some sort of erotic dream about me. “I always knew that you would look fantastic. Come to me and sit on my face.” I was ready to do exactly that, but I figured that was going a little bit too far. “I’ve wanted you from the moment that I saw you. I fantasized about taking you in every room of this house.” He was whispering these words and no wonder I didn’t hear him in the other room.

“Are you sure that you can handle a real woman like me?” I couldn’t help myself and he was the one who started this. “Do you know what it is to be with a woman with her own mind? Do you really want to find out?” In his state of drunken bliss he nodded his head. I was little surprised, but him hearing me was only making me want to push things a little bit further. His face was still obscured with my panties and they were slightly bigger than all the rest. I had the kind of posterior that would give Beyonce a run for her money.

“Don’t make me wait for it. You know you want to sit down on this thing.” His hand had inadvertently moved down over his body, until he was grasping his own cock through that underwear. He gave it a tentative few strokes and awakened the beast from its cage. His hand slumped back to lie there motionless. I didn’t want to get caught and knowing that my father and Allison might be home soon had only turned me into a firecracker ready to go off.

Chapter five

I took a few moments to collect my thoughts. I had to think about what I was doing. I walked around the house from one end to the other and checked the doors to make sure they were locked. I remembered that even if they did come home while I was in the middle of whatever I was going to do, I would probably see their headlights coming. It would give me enough time to vacate his room and slip back into mine without being noticed.

I went back to his room and he was still sleeping soundly. He said that he didn’t snore, but he certainly was very loud with his breathing. It was mostly a whistle or maybe more like a wheeze, but it did help me to know that he was out of it completely.

I very cautiously removed those panties one at a time revealing his body like puzzle pieces. It was interesting to see each piece of his exposed skin. I was doing everything I could to avoid a certain part of his anatomy.

I had my knuckle up to my mouth with my teeth digging into my left hand. I pulled away the last of the women’s clothing. I stared at the sleeping giant. Even asleep, he was quite excitable. It wasn’t jumping off the page of a book, but it certainly was something that I wanted to get a close and personal look at. I got down on my knees by the side of his bed. I reached with both hands and pulled away before I did something I would regret. It was my conscience speaking me, but I decided to put a muzzle on it and do what came naturally.

He had this huge smile on his face. I had left my panties covering his eyes. It wasn’t much for a blindfold, but maybe it would give me enough time to run from this room. I reached out one more time and this time I touched his cock. It made an involuntary jerk and jumped off his stomach. I knew that I was in over my head, but there was no point in walking away when I had come this far.

“I know this is wrong, but you really do want me to touch you like this. You want more than that. You’ve been fantasizing about having me in many positions.” I was whispering this to him and his cock was doing this little dance every time that I let him feel the hot breath of my mouth. “Tell me you want me, Anthony. Tell your little Jessica that you’ve been craving to spread my legs and fuck me like a whore.”

“All of your holes will be filled by me one day.” It was like I was playing the part of some therapist that put him under very deeply. “I’ve tried to sneak a peek at you a few times, but something has always ruined it. I’ve ached for the chance to see you standing in front of me naked, vulnerable and shivering from the cold and nervousness of being in my presence.” I grazed my hand down along his chest feeling his well defined muscles and knowing that there was no way I was leaving this room without getting what I wanted.

I got on the bed very gently. My weight pushed down the mattress and made the entire bed give off this groaning sound. I touched the inside of his legs with both hands and I moved them apart, so that I could situate myself in between them. I lifted that heavy piece of machinery. It was quite daunting and even thinking about Serena going down on it was a feat in itself. It had to be at least 9 inches with the kind of fat head that would make any woman salivate for the chance to use it as their own personal toy.

“I think all of your dreams are going to come true, Anthony. It’s so nice to have you like this and not have to listen to your diatribe. The only thing that I don’t find attractive about you is your voice. It’s not really your voice, but it’s the way you act like nobody should be able to resist you.” I worked my fingers up and down the length of him. Each time that I got to the head, I would draw the skin over top to reveal just how excited he was. This was his dreamscape. “I’m going to do whatever I want to you and you’re going to love every minute of it. You’re going to lie there with that stupid grin on your face, until I’m done.” I was using the words that he had said to Serena against him.

“I’ve always been yours, Jessica. You just never saw me looking at you. It doesn’t mean that I haven’t been waiting for this day for a very long time.” It was wishful thinking to think he was really interested in anything long-term. I had no idea what he was afraid of and what he was missing out on was one of the wonders of the universe. Love and commitment came hand in hand and maybe seeing his mother bounce from one guy to the next had soured him on getting that ring on any woman’s finger.

“You don’t have to wish any more and the fantasy is about to become real.” I was stroking him with two hands and squeezing a little bit tighter to feel the vein along the back throbbing with a steady beat against my fingertips. I did a naughty thing by slapping his cock head with my hand. It jumped to attention. He squirmed and moved slightly. I didn’t know why I wanted to do that, but something about him and the way that he treated women made me want to punish him in some way. A small part of me wanted to slap his balls for the fun of it, but that might’ve been enough to wake him up. I didn’t want that to happen.

I got a little closer with that same hot breath he had felt in his ear now giving his cock something to think about. I blew that warm air and it began to dance in front of me like I was pulling it by a thread. I had it in my hand and being here didn’t feel like it was really happening. I had to pinch myself and to feel that pain to know this was not just a figment of my overactive imagination.

“I want you to suck my cock you little bitch.” The only bitch here on this bed was him. He could call me whatever he wanted. I opened my mouth and accumulated enough spit in my mouth to drop it in a heavy glob to cover his cock. It spread out over top and flowed down the sides. When it reached my hands, I began to stroke him with more authority and determination.

“What if I were to tell you that I don’t care what you want? This is not about you and it’s all about me and my frustration at having to hear you every fucking time that you went in here with a girl. I can’t take anymore and I decided to take action.” I opened my mouth licking my lips with anticipation, before touching the hot surface of the head. It was against my lips and I spread it over the top, until his plum sized head was in my mouth. I was still jerking him and then the first shot landed on my tongue. I thought for sure that he was blowing off, but apparently this was just a prelude for more to come later.

“I can’t believe this is really happening. I never thought I would have you like this and I’m not going to squander the time we have. Take it fucking deep.” His hands tried to grab my head, but I was not going to play it like that. I forced his hands back beside him, while at the same time my mouth was indulging in its own curiosity. A little bit more each time went into my mouth. It was nothing like the cucumber. That cucumber had no give. His cock reminded me more of the banana, but even thicker.

I scratched lightly around the circumference of his balls, but I didn’t do anything to ruin this moment for either one of us. I had him in deep as I could, but there were still a couple of inches left to go. Amazingly, I forced myself to take them and looked up into his face to see this wide grin. That came from the kind of pleasure that I was inflicting him with.

I could see the pleasure on his face and the way that his body was responding to me. It was so interesting to be able to explore at my leisure and not worry about him trying to take control. I let him linger in my constricting throat for 30 seconds. I breathed through my nose. I pulled him back out and did it three more times. I pulled off of him to see that his cock had changed from this deep pink to a more purple angry color.

I continued to give him that kind of oral gratification, but each time he came to the end of his rope, I would tie it in a metaphorical knot. My hand was grasping him tightly and squeezing off that flow. This was the best possible way to know that I was going to get more than Serena did. He hadn’t woken up, but he was acting like he was. His hips were moving and I had to contend with him slamming that salami down my throat each and every time.

His balls had risen up against his cock. I don’t think that he could’ve gotten any harder and the excitement had made him balloon. That vein was pronounced and quite visible. It was showing signs the time was near.

“I need to cum….please…why won’t you let me cum?” It was so good to hear him beg. I put more emphasis on the flat of my tongue pushing his cock up against the roof of my mouth. I gave him a tight seal that he would never forget. “Yes… God damn it… Jessica I never knew you had this in you.” His cock went off and at first I was scared by the volume, but I soon got into the swing of things. I devoured him with an appetite that would scare most guys away. I was possessed and my body didn’t feel like my own.

I milked him of everything he had not leaving a single drop remaining inside that long column of flesh. I let it go and it slapped noisily against his stomach. I grabbed him and stroked him, making sure to take particular care about moving the skin over the head this time. He bucked up against me. Being over sensitive had made his cock take notice. That piece stared me down unblinking with sweet sticky tears. I swiped them off with the pad of my thumb. It was awakening and I wasn’t going to allow it to slumber any longer than necessary.

I pulled my panties to the side and then I got into position. I had my hand on his cock. I let his member feel the hot slippery surface and then took a deep breath and pushed him past any kind of resistance. I wasn’t a virgin, but I’d only had one lover. I thought that he was a good man and I decided to take a chance only to be disappointed in his performance.

“It’s time you fuck your stepsister. It’s time for me to find out what all the fuss is about.” With one long stroke that took my breath away I was finally getting what I had been thinking about for some time. I was super wet. I only wished that he was awake long enough to give me a tongue lashing I would never forget. I didn’t necessarily need the extra stimulation and the walls of my sex were pretty well lubricated with the excitement of going down on him. “You’ve never been there when I needed you the most. In the dark of night lying in my bed stupidly thinking about you and not having you by my side was killing me.” He made no response and I slowly dragged the lips of my wet pussy over the length of pipe between his legs. This was the kind of thing I was looking for and couldn’t find with anybody else.

This was a once in a lifetime opportunity and I was going to make no mistake about it. It could be all taken away, but somehow I knew that I was going to consummate this relationship. I wanted him to call me by name in the throes of passion, while I closed my eyes and let him take me to a height of pleasure that I never knew before.

I had the head poised to go back in and let myself slide down the pole back to the regular position of sitting astride him with my knees on either side. My hands were on his chest and those muscles seen through the eyes of an impressionable young lady like myself was causing me to move in a more hectic pace.

“I’m not going to let you ruin this like you have for so many others. You’re not the only one that has some tricks up her sleeve.” I scratched my nails down his chest leaving behind a reminder of what we had done tonight. I wasn’t sure if he would remember in the morning, but that didn’t even concern me. His mouth parted and I drove my tongue into his mouth while pounding back with a fever pitch that had me out of control. The bed was rocking with the motion of the ocean. I was biting his tongue when suddenly his eyes came wide open.

I was a woman on a mission and with the panties over his eyes; he could only see things like they were in a dreamlike fog. He looked at me for a moment and then his eyes fluttered and went back into an unconscious state of arousal.

I would give him that precious memory and maybe he would have some idea of what happened and maybe not. I wondered if I should really take this all the way or should I stop before risking catching something from him. His balls were bouncing with each stroke that I gave myself. I was in control of the depth and intensity of the moment. It was one thing to be caught in the web of man’s forceful ways, but it’s another to actually have that power in the palm of my hand.

Every time that I thought that he was ready; I would slow down and then come to a complete stop on top of him. I continued on and made sure to get him in the right position to rub my clit against the shaft. “I’m fucking losing it, Anthony and feel like my entire body is coming off the rails… yes…fuck me…let me take what I want and leave you wondering if this really… HAPPENEDDDDDDD.” That one was a big one and not even my fingers could come even close to giving me something like that.

I squeezed very tightly with my inner muscles now moving along his length. I didn’t stop and I forced myself to draw this out as long as possible. What was left in his balls sizzled to the top and exploded with three nice hard streams that felt hot inside me. I finally was able to retract myself and lie back with my legs curling around his. My wet pussy was showing how well fucked it really was. It was swollen and had a deep pink color with my clit throbbing. Losing out on this moment was not an option, but going to the very end of the finish line was not my intention. I’d gotten caught up in my own devious thoughts. It was a side effect of wanting nothing more than to feel him drive it deep inside me.

I was about to leave, when I decided to give him a kiss Goodnight. That was when he grabbed me by the back of the head and returned that kiss. His eyes were open and he was staring at me in the darkness. Could he see me through the thin fabric? I finally had enough strength to pull his fingers from around my neck. I turned my back on him and ran out the door.

I went back to my room and it was no more than 5 minutes later that I heard my father and Allison coming home. It was a close call, but it was worth it in the end. I was little worried about what was going to happen in the morning, but that was a few hours away. I had time to revel in getting what I wanted for a change.

Chapter six

I came downstairs and it was a Saturday morning and I couldn’t have been happier. I lay there in a post orgasmic trance last night touching the combination of both of juices seeping out between my lips.

My father and Allison had left early leaving me find Anthony sitting there in only his boxer shorts eating a bowl of captain crunch. “I would ask what you got up to last night, but I think I know.” I was stunned and I thought for a moment that he was going to call me on the carpet for my behavior. Instead, he tossed me my panties and walked back behind me to slap my ass playfully. “You know my dirty secret and I expect you will keep it to yourself.”

“Why would I do that when I have this kind of leverage over you? Those girls probably don’t even know you kept them as some sort of sick souvenir of your time together.” He was still behind me and I could feel the presence of something poking me like a stick.

“Do you know that I woke up in the middle of the night and could swear you were in my room? What do you make of that, Jessica? Is there something you want to tell me?” I was trembling underneath his interrogation, but I was going to have to try and remain calm.

“I don’t know what goes on in that sick little head of yours, Anthony. I can’t control whatever demented thoughts become a fantasy in your dreams. The only way that you would ever get me into your room would be either by chloroform or in your own damn head.” I was doing my best to make it sound like I was put off by his suggestion that I had snuck in there to see him.

“I’m sure you’re right, but there is one way to find out for sure.” This made my heart sink. Something told me that I was in a bit more trouble than I knew of. “I always have my web cam on and recording from across the room. I haven’t had a chance to look at the footage from last night, but maybe we should do that together.” He grabbed my wrist. I tried to pull away, but his strength was a little bit too much. “I don’t think you understand, Jessica. I’m not giving you a choice. I know what you did last night and you can deny it all you want, but the proof will be easily seen.”

I didn’t dignify that with a response. I had no idea how I was going to get out of this, but keeping quiet seemed like a good start.

He pulled me up the stairs and I saw the look in his eyes. He dragged me into his bedroom and then sat down in front of his computer with me standing there like a deer in the headlights. I was wearing a pair of very skimpy shorts and the panties I was wearing were now a little wet from nervous perspiration. I swallowed hard behind his back and then the camera with its footage began to stream across his computer screen.

If a light was on, he probably would’ve been able to see something, but mostly it was just like dancing shadows. It was my time to go on the offensive. “I don’t know what kind of sick game you’re playing, but I’m not in the mood.” I thought that I was in the clear, but he fast forward, until my face was staring back at us. He stopped it with me in front of his computer about to leave the room after what I had done.

“I don’t suppose you have anything to say for yourself. I think your father would really like to know what kind of girl he raised. I’m going to show them both this footage and see the disappointment in their eyes.” I wasn’t sure if he was serious, but I could play this game almost as well as he could.

“You breathe one word of this and I’ll make it so that you’re the one that forced me to come to you. I’ll say you blackmailed me over a bad grade. I even have one that I haven’t shown my father. I’ll make you look like some pervert that wanted to get in my pants. I know how to make your life a living hell and maybe it would be best that we both try and get along. I certainly don’t want you to show the footage to anyone, but I will spin it in my favor.” He lifted me easily off my feet and placed me on top of his lap.

I squirmed with his two hands grasping my wrists. It was obvious from the unfurling flag between his legs that he wanted more of what I gave him last night. “I didn’t think you had it in you, but maybe there’s more to you than meets the eye. “I know you’ve seen the box, but you haven’t seen what’s in it. Let me be the first to show you.” He got up and I could’ve left, but something made my feet stay exactly where they were in the room.

“I think I should leave…” I was cut off with his finger in the air and with his body now bent over in the closet. He pulled it out and laid it on the bed in front of the both of us. “I don’t know if I really want to see this. I already found your hidden stash of panties. What can be more shocking than that?” My mouth was agape, as the box was opened and I saw the contents staring me in the eyes.

“Only a very select few have been privileged to witness this. There have only been two that actually enjoyed this kind of sex play.” Inside the box was a variety of different sexual aids. Vibrators in various sizes and dildos that most likely would have made me scream to the heavens over and over again were right there. “God knows, I’ve been looking for somebody to share my desires. I believe I’ve been looking in all the wrong places when where I should’ve been looking is right underneath this roof. You’ve got what you wanted, but I haven’t gotten what I wanted. You will come to my room and it may not be tonight or tomorrow night, but soon you’ll be begging me to use every one of these things on that sweet little body of yours.”

“I don’t…know what you are trying to get at. I was curious and now I don’t need anything more from you.” He was calling my bluff and I had become quite addicted to the delicious package that I was fortunate enough to be able to enjoy last night.

“I like to get a little rough. I’m sure that I can break you in. I’ve had this heat burning between my legs from the moment that I met you, Jessica. You have the kind of body that would take a whole weekend to explore from head to toe. You can’t stand there and look at me with those lust crazed eyes and tell me you haven’t thought about it. You were able to take me when I was the weakest last night, but what you were missing was the true experience of being overpowered by a man. To feel the overwhelming presence and no that you’re pretty much my plaything. I think about it often and I only wish that I was awake for last night’s interesting performance.”

“I just remembered I have plans with Helena to see a movie.” I left him and I heard that cackle of laughter as I went down the hall. He was too cocksure himself, but the lesson I had tried to perpetrate had gone over his head. The really odd thing about all of it was that I did want to feel what it was like to be taken.

“You’ll be back and you may not think so right now, but trust me the day will come that you’ll be begging me for another go around. I always find those that are in my bed want it even more the second time around. They’re terrified of the size of me, but once they feel what it’s like to be stuffed full like that, they don’t know what to do with themselves. I’ve had several girls want to ride bareback, but you’re the only one that really went through with it.” I had no idea how he could possibly know that I wasn’t wearing a condom. It didn’t matter and my nasty ways had been caught on camera. I doubted that he would erase. He was going to replay it over and over again. It wasn’t like he could see much, but it would fuel his curiosity.

Chapter seven

I hadn’t told anybody about my stupid trick of seducing him when he was drunk. They would’ve seen me as desperate and most likely would have ridiculed me mercilessly. It had been a few days and I had denied him his just deserts.

I stand here in the bathroom and look at the stick and I can’t believe this is happening. It was not my intention to get pregnant, but going in there without any kind of protection was only asking for it. I didn’t know what I was going to do, but I felt he needed all the information before I made a decision one way or the other.

I waited for another day and then I couldn’t take it anymore. I barged into his room to see him pumping new life into his manhood. He stared at me with disbelief that I would actually interrupt his me time. “I hope that you have a good reason for coming in here like this. I was just about to bend you over my bend.” I was stunned by his attempt to embarrass me.

I think he saw the angst on my face and his teasing gesture had changed. I sat on his bed with my palms down on my knees. I couldn’t look at him and I felt his hand on my shoulder in a comforting gesture. “I don’t know how to tell you this, but I may as well just come out and say it. I’m pregnant and it is yours. I’ve never been with anybody else, so you don’t have to ask me any of those stupid questions running around in your head. I know this was unconscionable, but I feel trapped and I need you to say something.” It was a lot to absorb. He was obviously in a state of shock. The hand on my shoulder had gripped my trapeze just a little bit tighter than before.

“We have a lot to discuss. What we need to do right away is to get an appointment with a real Dr. I’m guessing that you used one of those home pregnancy tests. Let’s be sure before we go off half cocked. I never thought about being a father, but it does make me happy. I know this was a mistake, but I think I would love to have a child to raise in my image. I see the way I’ve been treating women and I wonder if it’s too late to say that I’m sorry.” I wasn’t sure if he meant anything of what he was saying, but he did sound like he was on the level.

“I hope you didn’t think I did this to get my hands on your trust fund. I know all about the millions you’re going to inherit upon your 25th birthday. I’m not asking for anything, but I certainly wasn’t expecting you to be over the moon. Do you think we should tell my father and your mother?” I turned and saw the worried look on his face.

“I’m not ashamed of what we did, but I don’t think people would understand. We should keep the secret between us. I don’t want to give you any kind of reputation and have people looking at us differently in school. People can be cruel when they don’t understand. I think you know I’ve always wanted you, but what you don’t know is that I’ve had feelings that went beyond just the sexual kind.” This was something that made my whole body shiver with excitement.

“I never hated you, Anthony. I was just jealous of all the attention you were giving to those other women. Why would you do that to me when you felt the way that you felt?” I didn’t know what was going on in his head and I certainly couldn’t read it like a cheap novel.

“It’s going to sound really stupid, but I wanted you to hear me with them. I wanted you to be desperate to be with me. I never thought you would take it that far. I was hoping, but I would’ve liked to be a part of it, instead of an empty shell.” He grazed my cheek with his fingertips and I laid my face into the palm of his hand. I closed my eyes and being this close and intimate was not what I was expecting from this conversation.

“Anthony, I don’t feel right about keeping this a secret, but I understand where you’re coming from. I think it’s foolish of us to think we can keep this a secret forever. Eventually, I’m going to begin showing and not even frumpy clothing and loose fitting attire are going to be able to hide that for long. We might have six months, but that is not a foregone conclusion. I’ve no idea how my body is going to react or how big I’m going to get. Are you still going to want me when I am fat?” I lost control and I wept into his arms with him holding me by the small of the back.

“I don’t know if I’m in love with you, but I do have deep feelings that go beyond just friendship. I don’t know what love is. I have no idea if I would even recognize it if it slapped me across the face. I do want to tell you that I will always be there for you. Six months is more than enough time. I just got word the Vikings are looking to sign me to a multiyear contract deal. That team has always been the one that I wanted to play for and this will give us the opportunity to get some distance between us and our parents.

“Nobody will know us in Minnesota and we can begin our life with a family of our own. We’re not related, so there is no stigma, but I don’t think our parents are going to see it that way. We’re just going to have to break it to them when they come to visit. In the meantime, we will make sure to keep this on the down low. This is for our ears only and maybe a doctor. I’m not going to go to my regular Dr. I just have to find some referral and then we can take it from there.

He was holding my hands lovingly and this was not the same ego driven football star with no morals or scruples to speak of. He was showing me real kindness and not dismissing me out of hand. “I don’t know where we go from here, Jessica. We have a plan, but plans are made to be broken. Let’s hope the secret doesn’t get out some other way, until we are ready to tell everybody.

“I know that you can’t say that you’re in love, but I can. I’ve been in love with you for a very long time and I never knew how to tell you without sounding completely around the bend. I shouldn’t have done what I did, but I can’t take it back. You have crippled my heart and I metaphorically bleed any time that you show any other girl any attention. Are you sure that this is what you want? I would hate to wake up several years from now and know that I was not what you wanted.”

“I have this protective need to keep you close. I’m glad you can say the words so easily, but for me it’s more complicated. I’ve seen my mother toss that word around too many times to count and never once did it last. I don’t know if your father is different, but I hope for our case they will be able to make it work.”

“I want you to come along with me and don’t be scared. I’m going to set you free from having to give out your affections freely to anybody that is looking to trap you in some sort of loveless marriage.” He kissed me and this was not the kind that made me feel that he was doing it just because of sex. He really did have this devotion for me and the child. I couldn’t hope for a better result to this bombshell I was laying at his feet.

“I’m not scared. Who am I kidding, I’m terrified of what kind of parents we’re going to make. I’m guessing a lot of people go through these emotions when they are expecting.” I held him for as long as possible, but we needed to separate and make it look like nothing was amiss. “I don’t know how I’m going to be able to look at you, Jessica without smiling all the time. You’re carrying my baby. A little life is growing inside you at this very moment.” I just wanted him to put his arms around me and never let me go.

“Believe me; I’m just as shocked as you are. If you’re holding my hand, I know that I can endure anything. I expect you to be in the delivery room when this little bundle of joy is ready to come out to the real world.” I was not going to be some old fashioned wife that was barefoot and pregnant and cooking in the kitchen. I had designs on becoming a veterinarian and I was not going to allow this little hiccup to cause me to change my choice of profession. I was not going to get caught in a waitress job or wile away at home with the child while Anthony was putting food on the table.

“I want you to walk on your own. I will be there to support you in whatever way you need. I want all of your dreams to come true, Jessica. I want us to have a life. I never thought the feeling of being all alone would be replaced by an instant family. This is everything that I’ve wanted and more. I don’t think I could be any happier.” He lifted me by my armpits and twirled me around. I was bigger than most girls and I was going to get even bigger. It appeared that he was quite happy with more to love.

While he was wringing his hands and pacing back and forth on the floor, I called around and finally found a Dr. that was willing to see me on such short notice. He drove me to the clinic in the next town over and we waited to be seen by this old fashioned doctor with grey in his hair and beard.

“It’s very refreshing to see young people like yourself taking your responsibilities seriously. If you were wondering, you are pregnant and I believe it has been less than a few days. I’m guessing this doesn’t come as any big shock, but now the real work begins. You’re going to have to come in for regular checkups and eventually I am going to have to prescribe prenatal vitamins. I’m guessing in this day that you want a natural childbirth. May I suggest taking classes? I can help you with that and I have a few cards I’m going to give you.” He was a kind father figure, but I wondered what he would do if his baby girl was pregnant.

“You have made this very easy for us, Dr. Colton. I appreciate that you’re not looking at me with judgment or condemnation. Accidents happen all the time, but I never thought I would be part of one. We didn’t plan this, but we are very excited and scared to be parents.” Anthony was looking at his phone and I could tell from his expression that he was not happy.

“I hate to do this, but the coach has the head of that organization waiting to meet me. I don’t want to leave you, but this is important for our future. This meeting is either going to take my career to the next level or not. I have to prove to them that I’m a team player. I’ve been known to hog the ball. Before I forget and I know it’s a touchy subject, but… damn… I don’t know how to say this without sounding crass or perverted. It’s just that…” For the first time in his life, I noticed that Anthony was having a hard time putting something into words. It was kind of refreshing to see that he didn’t have a silver tongue all the time.

“I’ve been doing this a long time and I already know the question on your mind. There’s no reason why you can’t continue conjugal activities in the bedroom. In layman’s terms, you can still have sex like wild animals.” I blushed and I looked at the both of them and then turned my body away with embarrassment.

Chapter eight

Sneaking off to a hotel in the same town that I had found my Dr. was the best way to be together without people becoming suspicious or judgmental. I had gone to great lengths to make this night something special. The only thing missing was that little something. I wanted to make his eyes come out of his head when I revealed my special surprise to him.

I found myself walking casually into a sex shop that catered to those looking for something more than just a regular piece of lingerie. I had on a grey trench coat and a pair of oversized glasses with a scarf wrapped around my head. I got the outfit from a second hand store down the street. I was trying to be inconspicuous, but I think I stood out like a sore thumb.

“Let me guess, this is your first time coming here and you’re not exactly sure what you’re looking for. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about and everybody that comes through those doors are here for the same thing.” Her name tag said that her name was Angela Evans and she was apparently the proprietor of this establishment. “I can tell from your eyes that this is to be something of an eye opening experience. Let me be your guide in everything that will make the night that much more explosive.” She was this black haired beauty wearing a bustier that barely covered her giant knockers. I was a bigger girl, but I had nothing of that magnitude. I was slightly enthralled by the look and shape of the curves of those perfect orbs.

“My boyfriend and I are getting away from it all. I’ve already bought the red silk sheets and the candles with the incense of vanilla and cinnamon. I just need to take things to the next level. I don’t want him to see me as complacent or boring. I want to always be able to surprise him. This is my way of showing him that he doesn’t need anybody else in his life.” She walked away from me and motioned with her finger to follow.

I bumped into this mannequin with peek-a-boo panties and wearing a bra that had no shame. I stared at it like it was alive, but I knew wearing something like that would take a lot more courage than I had.

A hand touched my shoulder and I turned to see a bemused smile on Angela’s face. “That’s a little bit too demure and what you need is something that is going to totally knock his socks off. Our main objective is to get him so damn excited that he can’t take his hands off of you.” It was obvious that she had done this before for other clients. Housewives probably came through those doors feeling ashamed and then she was right there to put them at ease. “I think I might have a few things. Hopefully they won’t shock you too much.”

She purposely led me to the back area away from any windows or the possibility somebody recognizing me from the street. She had me stay in there and I felt kind of foolish to be wearing this damn trench coat. I took it off and there was this long very revealing mirror that showed a woman that was not comfortable with these kinds of sexual overtures.

She came back just at the precise time that I was about to walk out and never look back. “I don’t know if I can do this. This is not me and I don’t want to do something that is totally out of character. I’m sure others have taken your advice to heart, but maybe I should just go with something revealing, but still not showing everything.” She stood in front of the entrance to the back room with her hands holding a few delicate items.

“I don’t know how many times a girl has said that to me. I always convince them that it’s better to air on the side of being nasty. Let me show you a few things and see if anything strikes your fancy. I’m not going to force you to stay and you’re more than welcome to leave anytime. I just think that you would regret it. You only get this one life to live.” She did make a valid argument and before long I was putting on a very explicit and risqué fashion show.

“I’m leaning towards the red one. It does complement the evening that I have in mind. I’m also partial to that very sheer black baby doll nightie. I’m going to take the one that accents my curves in just the right way.” I didn’t consider myself fat, but I did have more meat than the average girl. I knew how to work what god blessed me with; even though there were times I wasn’t comfortable in my own skin.

“I was thinking the same thing and I do believe that I’m going to give you a bonus. It’s a basic starter kit, but it will help you to enhance this evening, until the windows are steaming up.” She presented me with this odd assortment of items including a curved vibrator with multiple functions, along with a very discreet blindfold and fur lined handcuffs. She slipped it into a nondescript bag with no discernible markings to say where it came from.

“I’m not sure if I’m going to use any of that, but it’s nice to know I’ll have it at hand.” I did enjoy pushing the envelope with my own pleasure, but could I even dare do something like that in the bedroom with someone else. The box Anthony had in his closet was not for the faint of heart. He was a kinky little son of a bitch, but it was his charm. It was just one of the reasons why I had fallen for him. He didn’t have possession of that box tonight, so maybe this would make a perfect substitute for what was missing.

“If I were you, I would tell the guy you’re with that he shouldn’t be insecure about his body or his performance. This has nothing to do with that and is only an aid to turn things up a notch. I get this feeling from the look in your eye that you’ve already become quite aware of his obvious desires. Maybe tonight, you should let him play director.” She winked at me encouragingly, as I walked out of that sex shop feeling a little bit better about myself.

I remembered what I looked like with a particular item on and I had no reason not to believe Bailey would be putty in my hand. I was even thinking about using the handcuffs and the blindfold to really give him something to remember. I’d already sent him a text message to tell him what room we were staying in.

Thankfully, the shops were pretty much in walking distance of the hotel. I was able to do some necessary window shopping and peruse some of those finer things in life that only money could buy. I was not much for material things, but Anthony was going to have more than enough. I would never take advantage of him in that way, but I would not deny him the opportunity to shower me with gifts.

I took a long walk in a nearby park sitting by a stream and feeding the ducks with that package of naughty things not too far away. Anytime somebody got close, I would grab that package protectively and hang onto it for dear life. I didn’t want the unnecessary possibility of someone knocking it over and seeing my dirty little secret.

I got a text message back “I’m going to be a little late to the party, but if you want to start without me, then by all means. I think tonight is something to celebrate. I’ll know more information in an hour or so, but I am optimistic that things are going to work out. There are a few contentions that have to be ironed out, but it doesn’t look like they are unwilling to bend on a few key issues. My coach is doing most of the negotiation, but he’s using my notes to get me what I want.” I was happy for him and it looked like things were looking up.

I had paid cash for the hotel avoiding any kind of entanglement of the credit card getting flagged or for some reason the credit card company informing my parents that I had used it for more than just an emergency. My father would not be very happy with me and I’m sure Allison would have a few choice words that were a little colorful.

I found my way back to my room by avoiding the main lobby or any of the staff. It didn’t seem likely any of them would know me, but I wasn’t about to take that chance. Being pregnant was one thing, but having it splashed across the front page of the local newspaper was not something that I was looking forward to.

I called down to room service and got what they call a surf and turf dinner. I ordered it before hand, but I told them that I would not need it, until the second part of my party arrived. They were quite accommodating. This hotel was not exactly four stars, but it was as close as I was going to get in this town.

I laid the items on the bed and looked at them with the eye of a man. I actually found myself grabbing my crotch like a man would if they were feeling the least bit excited. I took off the trench coat and laid it very carefully over the chair. I took off my white crisp blouse. I undid one button at a time and then slid it over my shoulders and down onto the floor at my feet. With each item of clothing, I made a trail from the door to the bed with a smattering of rose petals to give it that extra touch.

I was in my birthday suit. Looking in the mirror, I had to admit that I looked pretty damn good. I would’ve made the perfect plus size model. I had thought about it, but there was always something pulling me back from taking that kind of insane risk.

It was a couple of hours later and heading into the 9:00 hour. I just received a text that he was on his way and would be here in less than an hour. He didn’t say anything more and I wasn’t going to ask any questions in case it was supposed to be some big surprise.

I put on the very revealing item, staring at myself from every angle, before lying down on the bed. I’d already made the bed with the silk sheets and the candles were ready to be lit. A box of matches laid on the night stand with the prerequisite alarm clock that was provided by the hotel. I fiddled with the dials, until I found a station of easy listening that was perfect for the kind of mood I was looking for.

“Your father is going to be here any second.” I was surprised that I was even talking to the child like it was already out of the womb. I’d heard that it was good to let the child know who his parents were before he came into the world.

I called down to room service to send up the meal, but I changed my mind at the last second. I instead went with the staple of strawberries and whipped cream. I was sure that we would be famished after we were done and maybe then we would need something more of protein to keep our energies up. I was a little apprehensive and anxious at the same time. Our first time together was by my hand and this time I was going to let him take control of the scene.

I heard the clanging of wheels and I had requested they just leave it and go. I was really in no condition to open the door without making some bellboys night. I slipped the blindfold over my eyes and I was essentially vulnerable and exposed in a way that I had never been before. I slipped them over my wrist and I was now ready to greet him with a sight he would never forget.

Chapter nine

It was not more than 10 minutes later that I heard the door opening. “I’m guessing that this tray was left outside for…” He stopped and I could hear him still standing there, but his words had got caught in his throat. “I knew we had something to celebrate, but I didn’t think it was this special. Don’t get me wrong, I love seeing you like this.

The sight that greeted him was of a voluptuous young woman with her hair fanned out across the pillow and wearing a red black widow kind of outfit with the garters and stockings to complement the outfit. The cups of the bustier could barely contain me.

“I thought you deserved to have the tables turned. I was the one that took advantage of you and why shouldn’t I reciprocate in kind. I’m pretty much a captive audience like you were the other night. I’m sure that I’m asking for it, but I’m pretty much right here for the taking.” His hand touched my face and moved down between my perfumed breasts. He lingered there a moment, before pulling down the cups, until I could feel the cool breeze wafting over my nipples.

“I’m so glad that you are willing to put yourself in my hands. I never thought for a moment that you would be this kind of girl, but I’m pleasantly surprised. It’s one thing to go out of your comfort zone when you know the guy can’t do anything about it, but it’s another altogether when both partners are very much in the moment.” I hadn’t asked him about his meeting. It could wait for the time being.

He lifted my wrists and the jangle of the chain from the handcuffs affixed around my hands was thrown back behind my head. He got on the bed and straddled me, until I could hear the unzipping of his pants. I felt something hot against my lips and I gave it a lingering kiss with my lipstick now marking my territory.

“It doesn’t look like you are very comfortable, but I’m grateful for the effort.” He was pushing insistently against my lips and I opened them with no particular fanfare. He slipped in and it was a reminder of what I had done the other night. This time, he had a grip of my hair and was pulling me towards him while shifting his hips enough that he was force feeding me his junk.

I gagged for a moment, but teaching myself the finer arts of deepthroating had done wonders for my self esteem. I heard his moan, as he felt the constricting walls of my throat closing in on him. Thankfully, there was a pillow underneath my neck. It made for the perfect angle to fuck my face. He was igniting those nerve endings and causing me to squirm with his hand now reaching to stimulate another part of my body.

“I’m gathering you did this to me the other night when I was totally shit faced. I regret that I was only there in spirit, but I am here now. I’m going to make the most out of this. Your lips are a scorching heat and your tongue seems to have a mind of its own.” I had wrapped it around him several times and was pushing him to his limit and beyond.

He took his soaking hot cock out of my mouth and placed it between my breasts. He used two hands to fold the hefty meat around his Johnson. He used what I had given him with my mouth to supply him with the necessary sensation to slide back and forth between my tits. When he emerged, I would lick the head and give it that little bit extra. It was the most sensitive part on a man and that was no more obvious than how he was becoming quite the animal in the sack.

With no warning, he stabbed it back into my mouth. I couldn’t see him, but the obvious sound of the headboard slamming up against the wall was a byproduct of his two hands holding onto it for support. “I’m going to fucking cum and this time I am going to be here for it. You know that it’s coming and you can feel it… YESSSSS.” His knob expanded and then his whole cock pulsed with a life of its own. There was a continuous flood of one shot after the other. It filled my mouth. I was worried that I wasn’t going to be able to take it, but I even surprised myself.

He flipped the blindfold up and out of the way. It took a moment for me to adjust to the flickering candles and the man with his two knees on either side of me. It was kind of ironic to think that I was in this position on top of him the other night and now here he was doing the same.

“I wasn’t given the chance to do this the other night.” He followed those words up with licking my nipples and making this sound of enjoyment from tasting the strawberry gloss. It was the same that I had worn the other night, but I’d forgotten that he would be in no condition to sample the wares. “Fucking delicious.” He jumped off of me, stripping up his pants and showing me his hard packed cheeks in only the flicker of the candlelight. He came back with the strawberries and whipped cream and began to spread it over my lips, across my nipples and then trailed those berries down to my most treasured of areas.

He stared at me the entire time that he was eating those strawberries off my body, until he was pushing my knees apart and opening me up to a more crucial and determined exploration. His fingers pried me open and then I watched, as he circled my clit with the whipped cream and then sucked it off with me practically flying to the ceiling.

“Fuck… I have been missing out on all this. I was so presumptuous to take what I wanted… the other night.” I could’ve easily put my hands down on top of his head and wrapped those handcuffs around his neck to make sure that he didn’t go anywhere. I didn’t do that, because he was perfectly happy to satisfy his need to taste me. “You’re definitely not one that is easily shocked. Yes…get that fucking tongue in there where it’s going to do the most good.” I could tell from his technique women of any age would be putty in his hand. If only he knew this could be his secret weapon.

He stared at me from below with his tongue moving at a remarkable pace. He had my body practically jumping off the mattress. He tried to hold me down, but it was like trying to stop a hurricane from blowing through town. I bucked and thrashed under his enthusiasm to get me off. I came with my teeth digging into my tongue. That didn’t prevent anything and the animal sounds coming from my mouth was most likely giving a lot of the patrons in this place something to think about. Hopefully, my performance would convince them all to jump their significant others and join me in a cacophony of sexual sounds echoing down the hallway.

Anthony lifted me to his mouth and inserted his tongue repeatedly with a very agile instrument of sexual torture and desire. He produced the curvature of that dildo. The package of goodies was coming in handy. He turned it to a very high setting and it began to vibrate. He smiled and stuffed the length of it inside me. I came up on my elbows with my mouth wide open and nothing coming out.

“AHHHHHHHHHH.” I howled with delight, as he slid that plastic appendage back and fourth against my convulsing walls. My juices were squirting down the length of it. I’d never felt anything quite like that. I lost my cognitive abilities to say anything at all. The only thing coming out of my mouth was my craving for him. It was all caused by him taking the reins.

I had no idea how long it lasted, but it felt like he was trying to pull me apart piece by piece. My mind was a jumble of images and soon he was lifting my ample legs onto his shoulders. He pressed into the crevice between my legs and soon found how greedy my little pussy was. It pulled him in on a wave of liquid fire that had his mouth parting. He kissed me with a fever pitch, slamming into my body with the bed groaning in response.

“I knew this was going to be something, but I never imagined you would far surpass my expectations. Your pussy is fucking tight and it’s a little surprising considering your size. I’m certainly not complaining, but I wasn’t ready for this.” That was seen in his eyes and the way that his face had flushed from the exertion of my little hole clamping down on him.

“I know you’ll always be by my side, Anthony. Tonight is for lovers and for the type of sex that will always have you coming back for more. Fuck me and don’t treat me like some frail flower that’s going to break. I can take a lot more and I will always be able to measure up to you in one way or another.” He was really pounding the living daylights out of me. My eyes were sliding up into the back of my head and then I was gyrating with such a force that it felt like a bomb going off inside me.

“Oh yeah…ride that orgasm… Jessica.” He was doing his best to contain himself, but the feeling of me going off like that couldn’t have been easy. I was amazed that he was able to hold strong and even managed to turn me over on my hands and knees. In this position, I was essentially giving him a bird’s eye view of my overdeveloped posterior. He plugged me solidly. This position was uniquely made to get that maximum penetration and depth.

“Slap my ass…pull my fucking hair…treat me like a dirty little slut.” The resounding crack jiggled my ass and made me moan into the pillow at my head. He pulled my hair back and the pain of wrenching at the follicles had definite advantages. I was beside myself. Soon my legs and my arms gave out. I was flat on my stomach and he was still power driving over top of me with his two hands touching the pillow on either side of my head.

“I’m on fire for you, Jessica. Cum with me and let us take this journey together…cum with me…ride the fuck… NOWWWWWWW.” He gave one final lunge burying himself and then letting go with the same kind of intensity that I’d felt the other night. He continued to fuck me through his orgasm and I rippled along his length. I pulled out of him every little bit that he could give me. He finally pulled out slowly letting me feel every inch then dropping back onto the bed right beside me.

“That was…repeat after me…fucking amazing, Anthony.” This was a bond that could not be broken and I had the recipe for love. It was right here in front of me.

“I didn’t even tell you that I signed the contract. It was a long and arduous process, but I’m glad it’s finally over. I take off for training camp in a few weeks and I want you to be there. I’ve already lined up a few real estate agents. Together, we will find our little love nest away from those that would consider what we’re doing taboo. After I finish the season, I want to approach your father and my mother.” He could’ve asked me for anything at that moment and I would’ve gladly given him it.

“I could die right now and be a happy woman. I don’t know about you, but I’m famished. I know for a fact that they have this surf and turf dinner for two on special. Why don’t you give them a call? I’m a little tied up at the moment.” I raised my hands with the handcuffs still on my wrist. “Are you ever going to get the key and unlock me, or am I forever supposed to be your sex prisoner.” He smiled with this naughty little grin. He did call down to room service for the required specials.

We lay there together in a post orgasmic glow and then there was that telltale knocking on the door. He leaped off the bed and went over to the door to fling it open. I tried to cover myself, but it was very difficult with my hands immobilized like they were. I managed to pull the sheet up far enough. The bellboy didn’t see too much of my considerable charms.

“I’m going to give you this $20.00 tip young man, I want you to look at this woman and see the beauty that I see. She is a rare creature. I can never guess what’s on her mind, but I know she loves me with all of her heart. I’ve been getting closer to saying it, but I want you to be here to witness my declaration. I do love her and I would never let anything happen to her. She is all mine and no other man is ever going to touch her again.” The kid couldn’t have been more than 18 years old. He couldn’t take his eyes off my breasts. “I hate to do this to you, but I’m afraid that I’m going to have to ask you to leave in your current condition.” The bulge in his pants was very flattering.”

He escorted him out of the room. He closed the door and gave me a look that said tonight had only begun. He continued to rise to the challenge three more times, until we were too exhausted to move. Thankfully, the steak and the lobster were good enough to keep us going. The champagne tickled my nose. I was not much for drinking. In the morning, we knew that our time together was just beginning.

A few weeks later and there was a considerable baby bump, but I was hiding it in the best way that I could. The season had just ended and we had gathered my father and Allison into the same room.

“I don’t know what this is all about, but I’m getting this queasy feeling in my gizzard.” My father was always one step ahead of me, but this time he had no idea what was coming. “I don’t like that look. I hope nobody is dying.” If that was his main concern, then this might be something that would take the sting out of the blow.

“My woman’s intuition is telling me something, but I’m not sure I believe it.” Allison was at the edge of her seat with that white and black dress sliding along with her. “I know that I’m not gonna like this and I know your father is going to have kittens.” My father was a little stunned with confusion. He was looking at his beloved Allison and then back at his daughter for some kind of answer that would make sense.

“I just want to tell you that your daughter and I have been getting to know each other. I have nothing, but respect for her. I know this is going to take a bit of getting used to, but we are seeing each other. She’s having my baby and in front of both of you I intend to ask her to marry me.” My father was clutching his chest, as Anthony got down on one knee and gave me a ring with a lot of sparkle on it. He slipped it down my finger while Allison was fanning my father before he could collapse.

“I knew it. I fucking knew it.” Allison had never said any kind of profanity and to hear her right now only showed me how serious the situation was. “I hope the both of you know what you’re doing. I wish that I could stop this, but I know you both are adults and can make your own decisions.” My father was in no condition for a moment, but that wasn’t going to last long. “I’m sure in time we can make peace with this, but we are going to need some distance.” That was when Anthony told them of the contract with the Vikings and that we were leaving today.

My father pleaded with me to stop this nonsense, but I was blinded by love. He tried to bribe me and Allison threatened to disallow Anthony’s inheritance. Nothing was going to work. We only had eyes for one another. They could kick and scream all they wanted, but in the end this was going to happen. They didn’t have to like it, but they were going to have to live with it.

In the end it was our lives and we had decided to live it together. We left them stupefied and we drove out of town with his contract, the team, the baby and a new home waiting for us. This was not the end, but only the beginning.

HIS PREGNANT BRIDE

Chapter one

Josie was in the stands and she saw her favorite player doing what he always did. He was cool, as a cucumber and moved on that ice like that of somebody that was born with a stick in his hand. She believed herself to be the loudest of them all. She found herself against the glass pounding on it with her fist and yelling for blood.

To those that saw her on the outside world would swear that she was not capable of the profanity that was coming from her mouth. She looked innocent and had the 5’2 frame to give that impression. She had a little bit more curves than the average woman. She never shied away from being who she was and never allowed any bully to get the upper hand growing up. She was tenacious and she was taught by her parents to be independent and self sure. She’d always had weight issues, but she believed that what was on the inside was a whole lot better than what was on the outside.

“Josie, you are embarrassing me. I should’ve realized that you had an ulterior motive for coming with me to one of these games. You’ve never been one to take a more docile role.” Jackson was her best friend. They may have been an item for about 5 minutes, but that had turned into a real and lasting friendship. There were times that they turned to each other physically, but those times were rare and fleeting. “Stop doing that, or they’re going to come over here and tell us to leave.” Jackson had never seen this side of his friend. She was bloodthirsty and calling the referee every name in the book.

“I don’t care and it’s not fair that they should treat him like that. He’s only doing what the team needs him to do.” She was always a closet hockey fan, until that one day that her father took her to a game a couple of months ago. When she saw Payton, she couldn’t believe that he was really here in her hometown. She had no idea that she would see him after all these years. He was the product of her fantasy life from the moment that he had entered into the amateur ranks. Unbeknownst to her father and her friends, she had become smitten in a way that didn’t seem possible. Any time that she saw somebody that remotely looked like him; she would make it a point to sidle up and begin a flirtation that would end promptly with both of them naked and sweaty in the sheets.

“I don’t know why you are getting, so hot under the collar. It’s not like you can change anything by screaming and yelling at the referee. They have a thicker skin than that. They have to with fans that are diehard like you.” Jackson had always known that his friend was into hockey, but he was starting to realize that it wasn’t the sport that had garnered her attention. This one player had gotten underneath her skin and maybe there was something that he could do about that. “If you settle down for the rest of the game, I might be able to get you into an after party.”

Josie turned to Jackson to make sure that he was telling the truth and not just telling her something to get her to quiet down. “You better not be joking with me, Jackson. I would do practically anything to meet him in person.” The notches on her belt consisted of those that had similar qualities that Payton had. The same dirty blond hair and charismatic eye, not to mention the kind of body that she would gladly expose one piece at a time with first her eyes and then her hands was hard to resist.

“I have my ways and let’s just say that being a part of a radio station has its perks. If I knew that you were this much into hockey, I probably would have gotten you tickets long before now. I can’t lie to you, Josie. I’ve known that you’ve been interested in hockey for some time. I came down the stairs one night after we had just had one of the best marathon sex sessions and found you glued to the screen. You didn’t even know that I was there and I don’t think that you blinked the entire time that the game was on. I was going to confront you, but I thought that it was something private that you wanted to keep to yourself.” He saw the look of pure lust in Josie’s eyes and her body was literally jumping up and down with enthusiasm.

Josie had on a jersey from the San Jose sharks with Payton’s number scrawled on the back. It hung on her body loosely, but she had tied it at the waist to make it look more provocative. There was even one time that Payton went by the glass and she could swear that he had his eye on her. It could’ve been just wishful thinking. She believed in her heart that one day they would find their way into each other’s arms.

“I hope that you don’t disappoint me, Jackson.” If Jackson had taken a close look at Payton, he would have realized that the only reason why Josie had given him those 5 minutes was because of his familiar look. The only big difference was that Jackson was maybe 150 pounds, where Payton was wearing his 220 pound frame like that of the bruiser that he was supposed to be on the ice. “I will never forgive you, if you tease me like this and then leave me wanting.” She went back to watching the game, having no idea that Payton had indeed saw her in more than a friendly way.

Chapter two

Payton was showboating for the crowd, putting on a spectacle with one slam into the board after another. He was very aware of the way that he acted, but his coach was critical of his performance. “I don’t have any problem with you getting these penalty minutes, but maybe you should stop before you hurt someone.” Coach Walters wanted nothing, but the best for his players. He had seen Payton during one of his recruitment trips. It didn’t take him long to get him to sign on the dotted line.

“I’m only clearing the way for the rest of the team.” He couldn’t get that girl out of his mind. She was free and didn’t mind showing her excitement for her team. The way that she pounded on the boards and shook the glass had made him think of that wild filly underneath him. After the game, he went over to the board to see that she wasn’t there anymore. He should’ve just tossed her one of his cards and had her meet him in the locker room. He could’ve first shocked her by letting her see the boys in their half undressed state. After that, it would be just a matter of some sweet talk to get her to apply her enthusiasm in a different way.

“I’m glad to have you on the team, Payton, but just remember that there is no ‘I’ in teamwork.” Coach Walters walked away, knowing that getting through to his thick skull wasn’t going to be easy. He was determined to get himself hurt, as a way to shining more than the others. He was already in the big leagues, but it was true about what have you done for me lately. Players come and go and there is this rare breed that seems to be able to make a career out of a lifelong passion for hockey.

Payton got dressed and followed the boys, until they were crossing the street and finding their way down to the only after hours party that mattered. This bar was open to the sharks and they were more than willing to swim around with beers in their hands and their eyes on the prize.

It was almost like he sensed her. He turned and saw her making her way over to him. It was almost like a mirage coming true. He had one hand on the bar, wearing that silly little grin with his dark hair now shining after showering with the other guys. “You’re the one that I wanted to meet. The fans are the most important, but I think that you might be my biggest one yet.” His blue jeans had filled out quite noticeably and his manhood wasn’t exactly shy about what it wanted.

“I don’t want to sound like some crazy fan, but I’ve been watching your career for a long time. I’ve seen some of your best games and I knew that eventually somebody from the NHL would pick you up. I had no idea that you were going to find your way onto my home team of the sharks. It’s almost like it was destined to be that we would meet like this.” She wanted to touch him, but she didn’t think that it was appropriate for her to do something like that in mixed company. “I don’t suppose you would be willing to take a walk with me someplace more private.” She wasn’t about beating around the bush and decided that going for the gusto was the best thing that she could do. This was an opportunity to sleep with one of her idols and not just a pale comparison to those that she had thought had the same traits. This was the real thing and nothing else would do.

“I don’t think that I can slip away that easily. We could have a few drinks together and then take it from there. Why don’t you come with me to the VIP section and you can continue to praise my virtues. I can never get enough of the way that you talk.” Payton could see her ruby red lips. He could envision what they would look like wrapped around his cock. “If I’m being too subtle, then let me make things crystal clear for you.” He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him. He was letting her know in no uncertain terms that his excitement was due to her arrival.

“I would ask if that’s a hockey stick in your pants or if you’re just happy to see me, but I think I already know the answer.” She felt his hand in hers and then he was dragging her through the crowd like they didn’t even matter. The two burly black guys at the VIP entrance let them cross the threshold into a secret room that was only meant to be used on special occasions. The black leather sofa was a sectional and Payton had no problem sinking into the soft cushion, before reaching out his hand for her. Her additional weight on top of him was nothing to man of his obvious strength.

“You’re not just going to stand there and do nothing? Don’t tell me that you are all talk and no action. I would hate that I was wasting my time on somebody that really didn’t know what she wanted. I don’t think that you are that type of girl, but I have yet to see anything that would indicate that you might be interested in more than a friendly chat.” His hand was still outstretched and then she took it. He pulled her into his lap.

“I think that you’ll find that I am more than up to the task of meeting you halfway. I’ve been thinking about this day for a very long time. From the moment that I saw you on the ice when you were 18, I began to use you. You were the one that I measured all the others and let’s just say that nobody could come close to lacing your skates.”

Her leather skirt had risen up over her hips and her panties were wedged into the crack of her ass. His hot hands were now on her flesh and she was grinding against the hardened stick inside his pants. He wet sex was leaving a noticeable stain on his tight jeans. Her panties were soaked and she could literally feel her pussy crying out for immediate penetration.

“I like a girl that doesn’t need the man to always initiate first. You take my breath away and there hasn’t been a girl in my life that has been more than a one night love affair. I want to go on the record to tell you that I’m not looking for anything more than right now. If you are thinking that we can have some sort of relationship, then you may as well climb off of my lap and go back to the party.” He could feel her fingers running through his hair and then she knotted her hand around several locks and pulled his face into hers. Her tongue flicking at his lips had him joining her, until they were making out like they were the only two people in the world.

They separated long enough for her to tell him that all she wanted was one night. “I have no allusions of putting a ring on it. I know about your womanizing ways. If I didn’t want to be here, I wouldn’t be. This is my chance to live out one of my fantasies and I don’t think people get that chance very often. When it happens, you don’t just think about doing it. You grab it tightly like I’m doing with you and make sure that that opportunity is not wasted.” His fingers were lingering along the jersey. He pulled it free and then lifted it over her head to expose her very ripe melons.

“Damn…I love it when they are natural like you are. The fake ones don’t feel right and they certainly don’t look right. Yours is a marvel of nature at its best.” He was a little spellbound. His lips were dry and he reached for the bottle of champagne. He took a long drawn out swig. He didn’t even bother pouring it into a cup and then he got this delicious idea. He raised the bottle and poured it over her chest, hearing her gasp with the impact of the cold hitting her skin.

“I do like how your nasty mind works, Payton.” She squirmed in his lap, feeling the solid formation of his cock raising its ugly head. She was about to reach for said zipper, but he shocked her with adding the component of his heated mouth. Her nipple was awash with the champagne and now he was following it with the tip of his tongue. “I knew that you were going to be something else, but I didn’t think that I was going to be dealing with an uncaged animal.” The lips below were already waiting for him, but it was her mouth that was thirsty for the chance to taste him.

He easily lifted her diminutive frame, until she was standing with his hands holding onto her hot ass. He was moving in for a closer look. He peeled her panties off and let them hang by her ankles, until she stepped out of them and allowed him to lift them to his eager face. He inhaled her scent, smelled her sexual excitement and then stuck his tongue into the center to taste what was there.

Chapter three

“I think that I should start with making you feel happy. It has always been my personal belief that if a man can master the oral that women will do practically anything he wants.” She had her hands on his shoulders and he could feel her long fingernails digging into his skin. His shirt was open. For the first time, he had no idea how she had done that without him noticing. “You look absolutely delicious and I’m one man that is famished.” He once again drank from the liquid encouragement and then allowed her to do the same thing.

“I have to warn you that champagne goes to my head. I get a little crazy.” She had always been the kind of girl that would dance on the tabletop and do those crazy things that you would see young nubile bodies doing on spring break. She was always the first to volunteer her services for the wet tee shirt contest.

“That’s very good to know, Josie.” They had a moment to converse, but they really didn’t know anything more than their first names. It was enough and their bodies were now doing the talking for them. “I think that I have made you wait long enough. I told you that I was hungry, but it has nothing to do with food.” He wasn’t going to throw away the opportunity to have this young piece.

“Don’t just say what you’re going to do and just… DOOOOOOOO.” Her voice rose considerably and she bit into her tongue to make sure that those on the outside didn’t hear her. She felt something cold and knew from what he had already done that he was duplicating the action down below. The jarring sensation tickled her clit and then he compounded the issue with his hot mouth enveloping that tiny little nub.

Payton looked up and saw this woman with her eyes half closed and knew that it was only a matter of time before he sank every single inch into her more than willing body. He needed to pave the way and the only way that he knew how to do that was with his fingers. He peeled open the petals of her sex, seeing that she was wet to the touch and finding that her nectar was from the gods themselves. He had his fair share of going down on women, but Josie had a certain flavor that was better than all the others.

Payton had become obsessed and became like a ravenous animal that had its leash taken off. His tongue was invading her personal space. He had his hands on her ass keeping her plastered against his mouth and the eagerness of his fingers stirring up her libido. He had to admit that it was doing wonders for his. His hardness was literally drumming to its own beat inside his pants. He liked having her this way and knowing that those on the other side were oblivious to what was going on behind closed doors. The music was loud and anything that they did inside this room would be masked by the crowd getting into the beat at the time.

He slapped her cheeks and heard the echo of the crack like music to his ears. He did that a few times. He heard her gasp with a certain pleasure that came with a mixture of pain. He had three fingers deeply inside of her, enclosed by her heat and muscles that were now making him think about what it would feel like to plunge deep between her legs.

Josie had taken a page from his book, grabbing onto the bottle of champagne and downing half of it in one swallow. Things were getting crazy and there was no need for this to ever end. She wanted to take off her clothes and let him bend her to his will. It was going to get rough and she was going to make him do it right the first time. She was going to tell him what she liked and be damned the consequences of trying to lead him by the hand. “I want you to spin me around and then I will bend over and let you kiss my ass.” She felt his huge body move her around with ease, until she was standing once again, but with her ass up against his face. She bent at an angle and looked at where he was now holding her open and stabbing her repeatedly with the long angle of his tongue.

“I hope that you’re ready for my kind of tough love.” Payton had no regrets about his life. The millions that he was already getting from his contract with the sharks paled in comparison to his investment portfolio. He had billions and this was a secret that he had never revealed to any one. He really didn’t need the contract to be that lucrative, but he wasn’t about to roll over and play dead like some sort of dog. He allowed those that worked for him to work out the details. He would’ve probably accepted anything to play the sport that he loved, but his agent was dead set on making it something legendary.

The feel of his fingers slipping in and out of her was amazing. She wanted it to continue for, as long as possible. She was close to having that moment and watching his eager face and the way that he was enjoying himself was too much. She actually enjoyed watching him, more than she did feeling his fingers and it was the combination of both of those things that took her over the top. “I’m ready for it… God damn… I’ve been ready for it from the moment that I saw you from across the room.” Her legs were shaky with her knees knocking. It was a wonder that she didn’t just face plant into the glass coffee table in front of her.

Payton felt that she was close and it wouldn’t take much to make it happen. It came in the form of his tongue circling her clit and then pulling it with his teeth. He was grazing along its surface to get her to let out a banshee cry that could probably shatter glass.

Josie fell back against him with her ass against his face and her hands now holding onto the top of the sofa. She grinded in a circle, enjoying keeping him in his place, but it was the thumping member of his sex that caught her attention. She caught her second wind and then she bent over once more, but this time she traced the outline of his love stick with first her eyes and then with her nimble fingers. She opened the zipper and saw the bulge obscenely showing its girth. His excitement that was quite evident by the moisture that had spread with a stain at where the head was currently pressing up against the waistband.

Josie grabbed onto the bottle of champagne and poured herself another one from the long neck. She turned it towards his mouth and he opened like some sort of lap dog. His outstretched tongue caught the liquid and she watched, as a lot of it drizzled down over his well defined chest. The hairs were soaked in it and the rivers that followed made a beeline for his belt line.

“I think…that we should slow things down a little.” She could almost hear the sigh of resignation. He didn’t like that she was putting the brakes on, but what he didn’t realize was that she was only teasing. “You can’t possibly think that I was serious. I’m too far gone to give a damn about anything, but my own pleasure and yours.” She flicked her fingernail at the split down the middle in his underwear. The red material separated and she caught her breath, as she got her first look at the product of what his mother gave him or maybe it was his father.

“I’m so glad that you said that, Josie. I thought that you were one of the many that balked at being with a real man. You scared me into thinking that you decided that you didn’t want any part of it. You don’t know how many times I’ve dealt with little girls, instead of real women that knew what they wanted and wasn’t going to take no for an answer.” Her hair was dragging along his pant legs. He could see her upside down about to try a position that seemed a little difficult.

“You’re not the only one that has been famished. I’ve been looking for something delicious to eat and I believe that you might just have the kind of protein that I’m looking for.” She easily devoured half of that link of sausage, tickling the underside and that vein that seemed to be throbbing out of control. She drooled all the way down the length of it, paying particular attention to the heavy laden balls that were currently encased in that red fabric. She was no stranger to deepthroating a cock and she was about to show Payton that the other girls were not in her league.