It was late. Audrey woke up to the sound of the neighbor mowing his lawn on Friday morning. He was old and mean, and he was spending a lot of time right beside her window it seemed. She tried to go back to sleep. Trying to get back to that place where she was just a few moments before. Audrey new she wouldn't get there. She tried anyway. Every once in a while she could get back to sleep. Just drift off. Today wasn't one of those days it seemed. She rubbed her eyes after a few minutes and sat up. She could almost taste something in her mouth. She stumbled to the door and went across the hall to the bathroom.
She peed for a long time. Sitting there yawning. She still couldn't taste what it was in her mouth. She flushed and walked over to the sink. As she turned the water on she looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair was short, almost boyish, or so her Mother said, but she didn't understand girls who spent hours with hair products. She liked that it was easy and dried quickly. Her body was a little thick. she liked the way that her hips pulled in to her flat stomach. She liked the way her breasts rose to her tiny nipples. Gooseflesh rippled across her belly as she ran cold water over her hands and splashed it across her face. As the water warmed she brushed her teeth, trying to get the taste out. Trying to be a good girl.
After she washed her face and brushed her teeth she sat on the edge of the cool tub and ran some water. She used it to shave her legs, taking her time and enjoying the feeling of her morning, or sometimes afternoon, ritual. She spent some time shaving the edges of her sex; making sure that she was smooth, except for the perfectly edged patch of hair that covered her just barely. When she was finished she showered completely. Clean and ready to face the day. She dried herself with her favorite towel. It was older and kind of rough, but she just kept using it because she liked the bear in the suit that adorned one side.
She walked across the hallway to her room with just a towel around her waist. Her stepfather was sitting in the kitchen. He was drinking coffee and reading the paper, probably the want ads. He worked only occasionally and never stayed in one place too long. Audrey's Mother supported the family mostly. He stared at her naked from the waist up. Audrey new she looked like a younger version of her Mother and she liked it. Her Mother was still pretty, and she knew that she'd still be pretty when she was married too. Just not to a complete loser like Tom.
Tom heard his stepdaughter moving around in the house. When he turned around from getting coffee from the machine he saw her naked backside retreat in to the bathroom. His eyes lingered at the younger, tighter version of his next ex-wife. She would be in the bathroom for twenty or thirty minutes. So he settled down to read the paper.
When she came out of the bathroom she was naked except for a towel wrapped around her waist. He stared at her, trying not to leer. He knew she was doing it on purpose. Flashing herself at him. She wanted something, he could sense it. He just didn't know if he was prepared to give it to her.
The two of them just watched each other for a few heartbeats. One of them was going to say something. Finally Tom gave up. "Do you want a cup of coffee?" It was stupid and inane, and Tom made an odd face as he realized what an idiot he sounded like.
"I'll get it", she said, and then walked in to her room and shut the door. The idiot was practically drooling at her. It repulsed her, in some way, but it also intrigued her. She'd flirted with him a half a hundred times, mostly in front of her Mother, and mostly to get Tom in trouble. She looked at the clock and tried to decide what to do. She'd already missed her first two classes, but it was the last two weeks of school and they weren't really doing much anyway. She could still go to school, or she could just say "fuck it" and go to the Mall, or the shore, or somewhere but not here.
As she pulled on her bikini she made the decision to go to the beach. The black fabric molded itself to her warm damp skin and she pulled a sheer t-shirt over the top. She looked hot in the full length mirror on the back of the door. Something about wearing clothes, just a little bit, made her feel sexier than not wearing anything at all. She stepped into her flips and walked in out to the kitchen to fetch her coffee.
Tom was finished reading his paper by the time she came out again. She was wearing a bikini and a t-shirt. "Jesus Christ", he thought under his breath. She wasn't going to make it easy on him. He lit a cigarette as she walked past him and got a coffee cup out of the cupboard. As she bent over to get the milk out of the refrigerator he could feel his dick jump in his jeans. He wanted to reach out and cup her ass in his hands, he wanted to a lot.
Audrey stayed bent over for a few minutes, pretending to move things out of the way so she could get to the milk. She knew he was watching her and she was daring him to do something about it. She knew he wouldn't he was too scared of what would happen if he...
Tom finally cracked, he'd had enough of this tease wiggling her ass at him in his own house and he slapped her full ass hard across both cheeks. She stood up like a shot and slopped coffee across her t-shirt when he did it. He smiled to himself because he knew she wasn't expecting this.
"What the fuck do you think you are doing", she howled and tried to catch his wrist in her hand. He did something, twisted his arm just so, and caught her arm in his hand and twisted her around in a lock. She was standing there suddenly her coffee cup had smashed on the floor, and she hadn't realized until the spray had hit her legs. Her arm was caught up behind her and although it didn't hurt she knew she couldn't get free easily.
Tom slapped her ass four more times and punctuated each slap with a word. "Teaching... You... Some... Manners." She started to shake and she felt the flush of tears across her face and in the corner of her eyes. She wanted him to let her go, but she felt helpless and that taste was in her mouth again.
"Let go of me you dirty fucker, or I am going to tell..."
"Going to tell your Mother? Do you think?" Let me do it", Tom whispered. "I'll tell her how you were walking around the house in a towel and then you were shaking your ass at me while you were making coffee."
Tom's hand was still on her ass and his other arm had her pinned to the side of the breakfast island. He was stroking it now, sliding his cool dry hands over the hot flesh still stinging from the impromptu spanking. Audrey didn't like this at all. She had made a mistake, and she was trying to decide how to get out of it. It wasn't going to be easy. In two weeks she would graduate from school. In ten weeks she'd move away to go to college in Iowa. Of all the times for her to go to far this was probably a bad one.
"What the fuck are you going to do about it?" Tom chuckled. "You think your Mother would believe you?" He slipped his hand down across her bottoms and cupped her sex. Audrey pulled her legs together which drove his hand tighter against her sex. She started panting. He could see tears roll down her face and he knew she was scared. "So if you are going to tell your Mother, why don't I give you something really juicy to tell her", Tom hissed in to her ear. "Why don't you tell her that I took advantage of you, that you were a scared little virgin..."
Audrey had been on the pill since she was fourteen and Tom knew it. Ever since then she had been sexually active in one form or another. She knew, Tom knew, her Mother knew. Audrey also knew that the story probably wouldn't fly, unless...
Audrey reached down with her free hand and pulled Tom's hand harder against her. She rubbed his fingers across her lips and ground her pussy in to them. She could get him off and probably do it pretty fast, and then when he came she could show her Mom what was going on. She could prove it, just like the girl on television, the one who saved her dress.
"Oh God", she moaned. "Right there." His hand moved. "Touch right there!" Audrey spread her legs a little bit and started to enjoy it as he stroked her pussy through her bikini. His hands were strong, and much surer than her boyfriend Darryl. "Oh shit." She moaned loudly as he pushed her flimsy bikini down and went to work on her bare pussy with his hand. Her arm was ratcheted up behind her back and her tits were pressed against the counter. Her free hand was trapped under her and Tom was stroking her expertly. She couldn't move, she couldn't even pull her heels up and spread her legs like she wanted to, especially when his thumb slid into her pussy. She struggled because she knew he'd like it. Tom slid his index finger along her clit and fucked her with his thumb. She was cursing at him. "You dirty fucker. Stop it. Oh God. Stop that. You can't make me come. I won't come for a dirty old fucker like you. No, NO. Fucker."
Tom felt her struggling and hear the string of curses as he worked her little pussy. She was just like her Mother in a lot of ways and she'd probably like getting tied up too. He worked her pussy and her clit faster, then slower, then faster. She kept saying no, but she was so hot in her pussy. She screamed at him again. "No, no, no you dirty fucker I am not. Going. To. Oh GOD. I am not... Fuck. I'm coming you fucker. Oh shit."
He laughed as she finally gave in completely and he fucked her with his hand all the way through her orgasm. When she came out the other side her legs were shaking, and she was crying softly, so he picked her up and carried her to her room.
Audrey hadn't realized how hot she was until she started to come. She thought it was all an act and then she started to really feel it. What did they call it in Drama? Method acting. Tom really knew her buttons. He worked her in to a frenzy and restrained against the breakfast bar she had one of the hardest orgasms of her life. It was even better than the time that she had fucked Darryl last summer while her parents watched TV in the next room. It was better than when she stole her Mother's vibrator and laid in bed all day fucking herself when she was thirteen. Before she knew it she was being carried in to her room. She was crying a little bit and it felt good to be held like this. Even if it was Tom.
He laid her on the bed and pulled her top and t-shirt off. His mouth sucked her nipples and she would have swooned if she hadn't been lying down. His hands continued to work her, but very softly. Cupping her pussy and almost rolling it between his fingers. He stopped sucking her nipples and she opened her eyes just in time to watch his face bury itself between her legs. "Oh fuck no. I can't. It's too. Oh FUCK!" He was gently sucking her clit but when she started to protest he simply rimmed the mouth of her pussy with his tongue. Then he slid his tongue inside her, and she knew she wouldn't have long to enjoy it. He started to fuck her with his tongue. In and out, then rimming it again. She was approaching her second orgasm like an out of control train. She just gave in, grabbed his head with both hands and spread her legs as wide as she could. She wasn't even making words any more. She was just grunting and making animal noises in the back of her throat and her belly. She screamed her way through the second orgasm, and Tom didn't stop sucking her until she started to hit him on the back of the head.
"You have to stop. It hurts. It's too sensitive right now. I can't breathe..." She stroked his hair and looked down at his face. He was smiling and her pussy juice was all over his face. Her pussy was soaked, and so were the covers bunched up under her ass. She could feel the juice still running out of her. She had never had that happen before.
Tom felt her come and then felt her squirt all over his face and the bed. He knew she was hot, and he knew he could do whatever he wanted. Her Mother squirted constantly, so it wasn't surprising when she did too. They had had to get a plastic sheet for a mattress pad when they had started fucking. Tom stood at the end of the bed and unbuckled his belt. He enjoyed her watching him as he took off his shirt and pants. Her eyes got big, and he smiled.
She was watching him undress and wondering what his cock would feel like. She didn't think she would fuck him. She wanted to stroke him off and maybe suck him a little in between strokes. So the when he came she could wipe it on her shirt and then he was fucked, literally. Tom pulled his pants down and she felt herself staring. His cock was average looking when he was soft, and she had seen it once or twice on vacation or at the pool when his swimsuit stuck to him. He was very hard and his cock was longer and thicker than anyone she'd ever seen. Darryl wasn't a slouch either, but he wasn't like this. "How big is that?"
Tom enjoyed Audrey looking at his body. He wasn't in great shape but he knew his cock was pretty impressive when it was hard like this. Her legs were open and so was her mouth as she looked at his cock, her eyes glued as she asked. "Nine, according to your Mother, I've never gotten out a ruler."
Audrey was rapt and a little in awe, but she was just as scared as impressed. "I don't think I can handle that. Can I just play with it? I don't even think I can get it in my mouth." She sat up and reached for his cock. It was like she was hypnotized. She felt the weight of it in her hand and felt her pussy getting wet again. She stroked it back and forth, getting used to it in her hand. She decided to use both hands. Darryl said it made him feel bigger when she did that to him, but with Tom she thought she needed both hands on his cock.
Tom watched the little slut stare at his cock and take it in her hand. She was scared, and he liked that. A lot of girls had been scared of his cock, and he would never admit it out loud, but he liked making them take it. All of it. This little tramp was definitely getting it. He couldn't wait to fill her tight little pussy. He was patient though, and he just watched her stroking him off. His cock getting harder and her mouth getting closer and closer to him. She opened her mouth and licked the head a little. He could feel the tongue ring she'd gotten for her eighteenth birthday. He remembered his wife, the look on her face when she realized what tongue rings were for. He had chuckled and said that no one ever got pregnant giving head. He never thought he'd be in her mouth, but now that he was... "Oh Jesus Christ", he gasped as she locked her lips just past the head of his cock and slid her slutty little tongue around the head of his cock as she jacked him off. He felt his balls clench and felt her taste his pre-come.
Darryl loved her mouth on him. She spent a lot of time learning his cock, and also learning to use the tongue ring. He could barely take a minute of what she was doing to Tom. When she locked her lips around him and went to work she felt his balls clench and she was almost disappointed. She'd never sucked a cock this big before, and she wanted time to do it right. She thought he was going to blow but there was only one throbbing pulse, and just a little of his warm pre-come coated her tongue and the inside of her mouth. That was it. That was the thing she had tasted all morning. Salty, sweet, come in her mouth. She'd probably been dreaming of sex again. It happened a lot, especially when she heard the vibrations of the lawnmower in her sleep for some reason.
"More, suck it deeper", Tom was trying to put his hands on her head. Trying to put his cock deeper in her throat. She choked and coughed, which felt incredible on his stiff cock. He heard her say something with a mouth full of cock. It sounded like "sloo pigh". What she was probably saying was, "it's too big". He gripped the back of her head and just started to fuck her mouth. She was gasping and spit was drooling from her mouth. "gop" was all he heard as he just kept fucking her little whore mouth. He could see her face getting read and he could see her eyes rolling up when he let her off his cock and she fell back on to the mattress. He looked down at her young body and pushed her legs apart so he could slide between them.
"Stop, please, stop, I can't breathe". At least that was what she wanted to say. She couldn't get a breath and she couldn't talk with his huge cock buried in her throat. She had heard him talking to her mother through the door one night. She couldn't picture her mother taking this entire cock down her throat, but she heard him say,"Yeah that's it you bitch. Feel my balls on your chin". With Darryl that wasn't too hard, but with Tom that might be impossible. She could feel Tom tensing up and she thought she might drown if he came in her mouth. Suddenly she let go of her head and she flopped back on the bed just before she was sure she was going to pass out. She was dizzy and confused when he spread her legs and slipped in between them. Then she was scared again, and not even a little bit this time. "Oh fuck Tom it's too big. It's going to hurt too much. Please let me jack you off. I'll even let you come in my mouth of you just please don't put that thing in... Oh my God."
Tom slid between her legs and she started babbling about wanting to jack him off, but he wasn't having any of that. She couldn't swallow him, and he needed to fuck something, or anything. He hadn't been this hot in years. He rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy lips to make sure she was still wet. With all the gag-spit still on the head of his cock the tip set right at the mouth of her pussy and she just waited there for a few seconds. This was that part of fucking that he loved the best. No recrimination and no bullshit. Just his cock touching pussy and neither one of them disappointed because it hadn't happened yet. This was the purest seconds of being a man. Conquest, she couldn't stop him if she wanted to. He looked in her face as she pleads with him; he had been tuning her out. Caught in the lust in his own head. He pushed inside. Slow, like he used to joke, just the tip.
"OH MY GOD PLEASE STOP. It's too tight and I can't... Oh fuck. You. Dirty. Fucker..." She felt him pushing up against her. He wasn't pushing in he was just right there. She was babbling and she knew it but she thought she might talk him out of it when he pushed in and she started to come. He was very slow and deliberate. She didn't know it but it was a lifetime of experience with a really big cock. Push too hard, too fast, and the pain makes in unbearable for the woman. So it was a choice of either learning to fuck sheep, or learning to take his time. Tom took his time. He was being careful. He slid the tip in and when the head popped inside her he stop and just rocked back and forth. Her pussy was impossibly tight around his girth and she had reached past language as she came hard feeling her squirt loads of juice all over herself, and him. When she finished she sighed deeply and felt empty. She needed to be filled. She wanted to so bad. She just clinched her eyes tighter shut and moaned, "deeper."
He felt her come. She was incredibly worked up and she was also completely in her own head. Her eyes were tightly shut and her grunting and moans formed themselves into one word. He pushed in as she whimpered. Just a little at a time, sliding in and out in between each push. Her legs kept getting in the way. So he lifted her ankles on to his shoulders and stroked her deeply. Her pussy was so wet he expected it to be running. It was hot and smooth and tight. He didn't know how much longer he could last.
She wasn't sure if this was her fourth or her fifty-fourth orgasm. She wasn't sure she could feel any space between them now. She was just coming. A wild animal filled to capacity with his huge, thick, incredible cock. Then something clicked inside her. She couldn't think at all. She was just whimpering "fuck me, fuck me, oh god don't stop Daddy fuck me." She felt his balls slap hard against her ass and she realized he was finally all the way in. They were both lost in their own head space eyes closed, until she said "Daddy."