I waited in the darkness of his bedroom and I knew that he was out carousing with his friends. He would be no condition to defend himself. I heard the door and then the stumble of his feet as he approached the very place that he thought that he was safe. I was standing on a chair behind the door and he came in. I jumped on his back and made him lose his balance and fall onto the bed. In his inebriated state, I was able to strip him of his clothes and leave him vulnerable and looking like a hit and run victim with my lipstick all over his body.
He tried to push me away, but he didn’t have the strength or the fortitude to keep up this kind of resistance. I tied his ankles and his wrists to the bedpost and essentially had him hogtied and my prisoner.
I was already naked and I let him see that he was staring right at my asshole. I lowered it to his mouth. He tried to say something with his tongue stuck in my ass. I’d never felt anything like it and I had to admit that pressing his tongue into the forbidden hole was doing wonders for my need.
“Make sure that you get it nice and wet back there. You’re such a dirty boy tongue fucking my ass like that.” I bent over and took his cock into my mouth. At this angle, I was easily able to fit it down my throat and back out. In his state, he was pretty much powerless and I was able to pull the strings like a puppet. I had to say that this guy didn’t pull any punches and the way that he was sliding that dick back and forth had me wanting to finally break the last cherry out of the three.
With my legs trembling, I was able to forcefully move away from him before I had what was considered an anal induced orgasm. I could’ve easily let myself go, but I thought that I would show him the same kind of restraint that he had shown with me.
“Are you sure that you…want to do this… Amber? There’s a real big possibility that I won’t remember this in the morning. I would rather that we were both mentally competent.” I was over top of him with his cock touching the one place that he had not gone before. That feeling was in the air. That impatience of living with this over my head for two weeks was now on his shoulders. My legs were close to giving out and the moment that his cock fit into my ass was one that I would remember forever.
“Yes…you’re in my fucking…ass. You’re in my fucking tight ass…daddy.” He was soon balls deep and the way that I was grinding against him was making those stars sparkle in front of my eyes. “There’s not an inch to spare. I fucking love the tight way that my ass squeezes down on you. I love the look in your eyes as I give you my ass on a silver platter.” I bounced up and down slowly at first until I got going with a bit more speed. I enjoyed the way that he bottomed out each time and I stayed completely still for a couple of minutes.
“I was going to…cum and you fucking stopped me. How can you do that to your stepfather? How can you treat me like this and expect not to have some kind of retaliation in return.” I actually liked the dynamic of our relationship where we were constantly pushing ourselves to find different things to bring about this moment of release.
“Do you want to know the reason why I stopped each and every time? I never thought that I could lose my virginity with someone that I cared about. I never thought that I would lose my virginity to a man that knew what he was doing and not just clumsily pawing at me like some kind of animal.” I had my hands on his chest and I could feel the slickness of his sweat accumulating in his chest hairs. I twisted them in my fingers and I could hear him grimace as I once again rode him like a stallion about to be broken.
“I thought that I had you…ahh…where I wanted you. It appears that you are as good at giving as you are at getting. I awakened something inside you and there’s no way to put that genie back in the bottle.” He was approaching the end of his rope and I was fanning myself to mimic that I was overheating and needed something to put out that blaze.
“We both have that dominant side and now I have a way to let that part of myself out to play.” I drove myself to the limit and then I felt that he was never going to last. I stopped and pulled out his greasy member and then stuck it into my pussy upon injection of his sweet cream. If I wasn’t pregnant before, then I would be after tonight. I lay down beside him with his cock spent and him now snoring like a steam engine. He was already tied up and going nowhere. I decided to keep him that way until the morning.
I untied him after the sun came up. He pinned me down and fucked me again with the metal headboard slamming up against the wall with such ferocity that the plaster began to fall from not only the ceiling but the wall itself. He once again filled me with what he had left which was amazingly at least three spurts more than I thought it was going to be.
I did find out that I was pregnant and the only person that knew that he was the father was Sandra. She thought that it was fucking cool and told me that she was willing to baby sit on the condition that she would be allowed to suck his cock again. I had no problem letting her perfect her skills on my man, but orally was as far as it was going to go with another woman. That could change down the road, but for now my wet pussy and my ass were the only ones that he was going to find himself using.
We did have the baby and Sandra did eventually move in to conserve expenses. It did help that I was able to rely on her to give Jordan her mouth whenever I was tired and in no mood to do anything but sleep. I even went so far as to go down on her in a 69 position until we both were screaming into each other’s pussy. That was when Jordan fucked me while at the same time dipping his balls into her mouth until he was overcome with the moment.
We had this dysfunctional family, but it did work for us and that was all that mattered. Sandra and I would become partners in a lucrative business that Jordan was also a part of. We would work and play together and that was the best of both worlds.