Chapter 3
Sandra wasn't sleeping well and she got out of bed and went downstairs to the kitchen. She made herself a pot of hot cocoa and sat at the kitchen table while she drank it. Through the large kitchen window she could see the bright lights blinking on and off in the front of the sex club.
It reminded her too vividly of what had happened the night before. She had tried not to think about it all day long. It wasn't that her virginity was so important. She would have lost that sooner or later. But the thought of having her stepfather take it was making her feel sick.
What was worse was how much she had enjoyed it. She knew she would never be able to forget her first time and the wonderful sensations her stepfather had caused. She also wondered if she could keep away from her stepfather.
She knew that things would now be a lot harder than they were before. She would be thinking about her stepfather every minute. It would be almost impossible to be around him without thinking about his big cock. Sandra squirmed uncomfortably. It was going to be hard keeping control of herself.
Sandra wondered if her stepfather was upstairs right now fucking her mother. She felt resentful of her mother. It wasn't fair for her to have all that wonderful cock to herself every night. It just wasn't fair.
"Oh my God," Sandra said softly, as she suddenly realized that she was angry at her mother for fucking her husband. Sandra was really starting to feel sick.
Sandra finished off her cocoa and then carefully washed the pot and cup and saucer. She didn't want to explain why she couldn't sleep. Her mother would think that she was physically ill, and she didn't want to explain that she couldn't sleep because she was horny.
She dried off the pot, cup and saucer and put them up. She heard heavy footsteps in the kitchen and turned quickly. She had somehow known it was going to be her stepfather. He was dressed in nothing but his shorts and was scratching his bare chest.
"Well," he said. "You're up kind of late."
"So are you," Sandra said.
"I been doing my husband duties," John said. "I just fucked your mother to sleep. I bet I left that pussy of hers so sore that she won't be able to use it for a month."
Sandra blushed at hearing her mother talked about that way, but John didn't seem to notice. He went to the fridge and pulled out a beer. He popped the top and sat down at the kitchen table. He took a long drink and then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Fucking sure makes a man thirsty," he said. Sandra felt his eyes go over her body. She was wearing a long, slinky nightgown with nothing underneath. Not even panties. She had to admit that she liked the way he looked at her--as if he could eat her alive. "I have to go now," she said. She started out of the room but John caught her hand. He pulled her down onto his lap. He put a strong arm around her shoulder to make sure she didn't get away.
"You don't have to leave right now," he told her. "You can stay and talk for a while."
"I'm tired," she said.
"But you're not to tired to talk to me," he said. "Besides, I want you to stay."
She relaxed. There was no sense fighting him. She didn't have the courage, and she didn't really know if she wanted to fight. She had been thinking about him all day long. She had been wondering if part of her pleasure had been built up in her mind. Now that he held her she knew that none of it had been made up. Her stepfather had a way of making her feel weak and hot.
"Your mother wears me out," John said. "She was just up there begging me to fuck her harder. I treated her like the worst whore in the world and she still keeps coming back for more."
"Please don't talk about my mother," Sandra begged.
"Why not?" John asked. "You know my talking about your mother turns you on. That's why you got all hot and bothered watching us the other night."
Sandra didn't answer. She couldn't. It was true. And John didn't feel all that worn out. His hand was on Sandra's leg just above her knee and she could feel him squeezing. She felt an itchy excitement between her thighs.
John pulled down the top of her gown and let one creamy tit pop free. He rubbed his fingers over the nipple and felt it grow hard. He laughed at the effect on her.
"You really are a hot cunt," he said. "It must run in your fucking family. Damn, it almost makes a man wish you had a couple of sisters!"
John poured a little of his beer on her nipple and then licked it away. She moaned. The beer felt cold but his tongue felt hot. The combination made her shiver all over. She knew it was no good trying to fight with him. Just the touch of his fingers turned her into jelly.
He sucked harder at her tit and she put both hands on the back of his head. She ran her hands through his curly hair. She moaned deep in her throat. This was what her titties were made for. She didn't understand why she hadn't had someone sucking her tits long before this. God, if she'd only known how good it felt.
He peeled the other strap down and freed both her tits. He began to move his lips from one to the other. In seconds he had them both achy and hard. She felt his teeth starting to bite gently.
"That's it," she cried. "That's what I've needed all day long. Oh, that feels so good!"
Her stepfather knew when he had her turned on. He wasted little time before running his hand up her inner thighs to her fur-covered cunt. She felt his fingers rubbing up and down her pussylips and it made her gasp for breath.
"Yes," she moaned. "Do that to me. Do anything to me! Everything you do feels good!"
Sandra opened her thighs a little and let one of his searching fingers find her pussy hole. She gasped again when she felt his finger sliding easily into her moist cunt. John started working his linger in and out of her pussy and he soon had her opening her legs wider.
"You do that so good," she moaned. "Oh, finger-fuck me like that. You make me feel so good!"
He was tugging at her titty with his teeth. Every time his teeth touched her sensitive titty flesh she could feel tingles going down her spine. She kept rubbing her fingers through his curly hair.
She thought about her mother, and wondered what she would do if she walked in right now. Probably pitch a goddamned fit. But Sandra couldn't worry about that now. She could only worry about what her stepfather was doing to her.
She put her hand on his thigh and tried to push it up his legs. She was crammed too tight on his lap and couldn't find his cock. He made it easy for her. He lifted her up and put her on the table. He stood up and slipped out of his shorts.
"Is this what you wanted, cunt?" he asked. He stood with his legs spread wide and she could see his cock growing in excitement. It made her heart pound faster. "It's beautiful," she whispered. She reached out for his cock and he moved closer. She wrapped her fingers around the top of his cock and used her other hand to play with his heavy balls. His cock still felt slippery and she realized it was from her mother's cunt. Somehow that turned her on even more.
"Kiss it," he told her. "I want to feel your lips on my prick. Go ahead, bitch. Kiss it!"
She remembered watching her mother kiss and suck this beautiful cock. She remembered how excited she had gotten. She wanted to feel his feverish cockflesh against her own lips. Now she was going to get her chance. She bent her head forward and let her lips touch against the rosy crown.
His cock was still warm from her mother's cunt and she could actually smell her mother's juices mixed with his cum. She felt sexier than she had ever felt in her life as she tasted his meat.
"Go ahead, cunt," he said. "Kiss it good. Take it in your mouth. It's not going to hurt you!"
She could feel her heart pounding faster as she took the throbbing head of his prick into her mouth. He had such a strong salty taste that it took her a moment to get used to it. She almost gagged, but she wanted to suck his cock more than she had ever wanted anything. For some reason, she felt like she was in competition with his mother. She wanted to prove she was a better cocksucker than her mother was.
Somehow she kept his cock inside her mouth while she used her tongue to wash it clean. Then she drew a little more of his vibrating rod into her mouth. In seconds she had more than half his fat cock inside her mouth and she was glad she'd managed it. It was the most exciting thing she'd ever done.
John reached up and took two handfuls of her thick blond hair. He began to pull her head back and forth until she got the message. Then she no longer needed his help as she started her own bobbing rhythm.
"That's the way, baby," he moaned. "Now you're doing it right. Suck my cock. I'm going to let you suck it until I come. I'm going to let you taste my hot jism!"
That frightened her as she realized that he actually wanted to come inside her mouth. She had thought that he would let her suck him for a few minutes and then he would fuck her, just like he'd done with her mother. But he was going to let her suck him off.
John gripped her head a little tighter and he began to ram his cock into her mouth. She knew she looked really wicked with her spit dripping out of the corners of her mouth. Somehow she couldn't help it. Her mouth felt sloppy with her spit and his leaking jism.
The taste in her mouth grew a lot more salty. She found herself letting his leaking jism drip out of one corner of her mouth so she wouldn't have to swallow it.
John caught her. "No, don't do that. Take it all, bitch. Learn to swallow every drop. I taught your mother how to suck one and now I'm going to teach you. Swallow it all!"
He was moving back and forth so that his fat cock was getting deep into her throat. She wasn't choking anymore, and she was trying to swallow all the cum that leaked from the end of his massive cockhead.
"That's the way, baby," he said. "You're learning. I'm going to make a fantastic cocksucker out of you!"
He was pushing his cock gently in and out of her cum-covered lips, but each time she felt his prick getting deeper into her throat. She didn't want to gag. She wanted it to be good for him. She wanted to prove she was better than her mother.
"Oh shit yeah, baby," he moaned. "It takes practice but you're getting the hang of it!"
He started pushing his cock a little faster in and out of her wet mouth. She could hear herself making loud sucking noises. She also found herself getting a little excited. She moved her hands down to her thighs, but that wasn't much. She groped around until she had found his rough hand. She brought his fingers up to her cunt.
"What's the matter, baby?" he asked, laughing. "Is sucking my cock getting your pussy lathered up?"
She could do nothing but grunt, but he understood what she needed. She opened her thighs to allow one of his fingers to slide into her hot pussy. Then another finger. He got three fingers inside her cunt and began moving them in and out with the same rhythm she was using to suck his prick. She couldn't help but move her ass against the kitchen table, but she didn't care about that either.
"I'm getting fucking close, baby," he moaned. "Start taking it all. Start taking every inch!"
Now he was cramming every inch of his fat cock between her lips. She didn't understand how she could take it all, but somehow she was doing it. She could feel his heavy cockhead seeming to get all the way down into her belly. She began to use her tongue on his hot cockmeat as his rhythm got faster. He was jerking his cock in and out of her mouth and she could taste more of his cum on her lips and inside her throat. She could also feel his cock getting fatter, and she knew it wouldn't be long before he was shooting his cum into her mouth.
Again the thought frightened her. She had heard about girls doing this to boys and actually swallowing the cum, but she had never dreamed she would consider doing anything like it. It seemed so nasty before. Now, it seemed delicious. It was just something else she could do for her stepfather.
"I'm getting there, baby," he moaned. "I'm almost there. I'm going to shoot your mouth full of cum. I'm really going to give you a mouthful!"
Now his fingers gripped the back of her head. He didn't want her to escape. He was driving his prick into her lips as savagely as he could. He had forgotten about playing with her pussy in his excitement, but she didn't mind that. She only wanted it to be good for him.
"Jesus," he gasped. "Oh Jesus, I'm almost there. I'm almost fucking there. Oh Jesus, baby! Did you feel that? I'm leaking. I'm leaking cum! I'm shooting it! I'M FUCKING SHOOTING!"
He held on tightly as he rammed his cock into her throat as far as he could go and his cock suddenly erupted with what seemed like a gallon of milky white cock-cream. She didn't want to lose any of it. She wanted to swallow it, but there was just too much. She swallowed a load before she choked and started spitting the thick cum out of the corners of her mouth. She felt the sticky cum dripping over her chin and onto her tits. Still, he seemed to keep coming and she didn't know when it would ever end. She felt like she was covered in the sticky cum.
Finally he stopped with a soft sigh. She felt his prick start to get soft and he let it fall out of her mouth. He grabbed a handful of her hair and made her bend her head so that he was able to wipe himself clean.
"Was I good for you?" she asked.
"You need some practice," John answered. "But you were pretty damn good!"
"I'm glad," she whispered.
She put her face against his chest and felt the warmth of his chest hair. She could also feel his heart beating in excitement. It didn't seem to matter that he hadn't taken care of her pussy. It was enough to please him.
But John wasn't about to let her go away unhappy.
"Now it's your turn," John said softly. "I'm going to show you something I know you've never felt before!"
He meant what he said. He fell down to his knees on the hard kitchen floor and spread her legs a little farther apart. She knew that nothing would ever make her feel shameful again. Not even John's hot eyes looking right up into her pussy hole could ever make her feel ugly.
"I'm going to eat you," John said. "I'm going to gobble your sweet cunt like it's never been eaten before."
His words made her feel as weak as a new-born kitten. He moved his face between her legs and she could feel his hot breath blowing on her pussy. It made her jump with pleasure. She tried to close her legs but he held them apart.
"Don't worry, baby," he told her. "It only tickles for a little while. Then it starts to feel good!"
He moved his face closer. For the first time a man's lips touched the tender lips of her cunt. He was right. Nothing felt better than his hot lips pressed so snugly against her cunt. He didn't move. He just rested his lips against her sensitive cuntlips.
In a little while it was she who had to move. She spread her legs wider and started pushing her cunt at his face. She felt his tongue licking at her cuntlips.
"I want to be eaten," she said softly. "Oh yes, eat me. I want to have my cunt eaten!"
She had asked for it, but she wasn't ready for the sudden tongue that rammed into her cunt. She could feel his tongue getting deep inside her. He pulled his face back and began to lick the outside of her cunt again. She grabbed hold of the back of his head and jammed his face back against her pussy.
"Don't tease me," she sobbed. "Fuck me with your tongue. I need it so bad!"
She was too close to the edge for him to tease her. He started stabbing his tongue into her pussy as fast as he could. She knew her juice was filling his mouth, and she could hear him swallowing. She had never felt anything so good!
"Suck on my clit," she moaned. "Take it in your mouth. Bite it!"
Sandra was going crazy. Especially when she felt John sucking her hard clitty between his teeth and biting down gently. It sent hot shivers all the way through her body, and she knew she couldn't last any longer. She closed her thighs tightly around his face and started bucking wildly against his tongue.
"I'm coming!" she screamed. "I'm coming!" Oh God, it feels so good. It feels so good! I can't help but love it! IT FEELS SO GOOD!"
Sandra bucked up against her stepfather's face one last time. She felt him swallowing her thick juices. He kept moving his tongue in and out of her pussy until the last shudder went through her body.
"I love it," she moaned. "Oh, John, baby. Nothing ever felt so good. Nothing ever did!"