Breaking And Entering With Steele Pt. 09

"Who am I?" Melody asked quietly, eying him from less than an inch away.

"My mom," AJ responded quietly, gritting his teeth against the pain.

"Do not disrespect me again," Melody said then, letting go of his balls and taking a step back. "I'm doing this for your own good. You're out of control and you have no clue how far."

"I'm not-"

Melody grabbed his cock, which was still rock hard, and gave it one stroke. "Any other man would have lost his hard-on, the very moment someone grabbed their scrotum," Melody said, undeterred. "But not you. That's because your hormones are going wild. I can see it in your eyes AJ." Melody reached up and yanked the front of her dress down under her tits and then grabbed his cock again, stroking it hard from base to tip. "Go ahead," she said, glancing at her breasts.

AJ gasped as Melody tugged on his cock, her soft fingers unusually strong and dexterous, twisted and stroked, begging his cock to release its contents. His hands came up and grabbed her breasts, squeezing them gently, but then working his fingers into them, getting rougher and more forceful by the minute.

"You can suck them," Melody said then as if permitting him, and AJ pulled one of the soft pillowy globes up and devoured it with his lips. He sucked her nipple hard, rolling it back and forth inside his mouth with his tongue, licking the underside of it and squeezing it with his hand at the same time. Melody moaned and continued jerking his cock, her hand working him up and down faster and more erratically now.

AJ released the first and switched to the second, sucking the tender nipple between his lips and then he tugged on it with his teeth, playfully, before sucking it back inside his mouth. "God you've got soft lips," Melody moaned, watching him, and stroking him. "And such a big cock." AJ sucked harder and Melody threw her head back. His cock swelled in her hand, edging closer and closer to release.

"If I didn't know any better," Melody moaned out a low-volume whisper, "I'd think you wanted to fuck Mommy."

AJ's cock throbbed in her hand, giving away his response involuntarily and she groaned as he sucked her nipple even harder. "Mommy's nipples don't have milk sweetie," she cooed, but he didn't care. He continued sucking, and she continued moaning, quietly though. "Are you ready?"

"Almost," AJ said, letting off her nipple just long enough to say the word.

"Let me see if I can speed things up," Melody said, taking a step forward, pressing her body up against his. She leaned back so he could keep sucking, but he felt her lift her dress up, and then she was directing his cock between her legs. She pulled her panties to the side, and he felt the head of his cock slide into something insanely soft and slick. Heat, hotter than anything he'd ever felt before, stung his flesh and Melody slowly rocked her hips forward and back, sliding him back and forth between her lips.

"Does that feel good?" Melody moaned, grabbing his hips and using them like handles to pull and push his cock. "Do you like Mommy's pussy?"

"Yessss," AJ groaned, not thinking, only feeling. Or maybe his cock was doing the thinking. He couldn't tell.

"Does Mommy's pussy make you wanna cum?"

She pulled him forward hard and the thick head of his cock rammed against her entrance, and almost slipped in. He gasped. Cum flooded his length, swirling up from his balls. His cock jerked hard.

"You can't cum in Mommy's pussy," Melody said, and then AJ looked up at her. "You're not...you're not cumming, are you?"

"I-" AJ began to say, but Melody jerked herself away from him then, her hands going between her thighs, and coming away wet.

"What did you do?" Melody growled.

"I...I don't-" AJ looked down to see cum squirting from the end of his dick-head like a grease gun suddenly disconnected, but still pumping.

"God damn it AJ!" Melody said, but she came forward in a hurry, squatted down and sucked his cock into her mouth. She sucked it hard and deep, and AJ threw his head back, and his cock finished unloading its baggage into her throat until he was completely drained. At the same time, he heard Melody fingering herself, groaning as she sucked him dry, and when they were both done, she stood up and went to the washing machine, opening it up and grabbing the first thing she saw. It was a T-shirt. She brought it over and wrapped it around AJ's cock, tugging it clean before turning the shirt on herself.

"I can't believe you would do something so stupid," Melody growled, pulling her dress up, her panties aside, and wiping her pussy clean. AJ watched, amazed at just how much cum coated Melody's lips, but she was meticulous in her work, and in seconds, her pussy shined like a brand-new Lincoln Towncar.

"I think I got it all out," Melody said in a semi-confident manner.

"I...I didn't think I was-" AJ began to say, but then stopped. He wanted to say "inside you", but he was afraid she might take it the wrong way, insinuating that she was loose, which he really had no idea but she'd felt absolutely amazing.

"Cumming?" Melody finished for him. "Of course you were. And of course you...were, No self control. No...no. I should have known. It's my fault. You can't help yourself."

AJ's shoulders fell. He could help himself. He wasn't a jellyfish. He had free will. But when she put his cock between her pussy lips, and he did believe that's wall it was, that he hadn't actually gone inside of her, what did she expect to happen? Did she think he could just endure pleasure that intense, and not just explode inside her?

"That should tide you over," Melody said, readjusting her dress and pulling it back up over her tits. "If you get the urge," Melody said then, lowering her eyes to stare into his, "you come tell me. You understand?"

AJ nodded, although he had no fucking clue what she was saying. Come tell her? Come tell her like what? 'Hey, Mommy. Abbey and I were just making out, and I really want to fuck her, s will you suck my cock for me?' He didn't think that would be a wise thing to say, but that was what she was asking him to do. Or was it?

"What should I say?" AJ asked.

"What?" Melody asked, turning back to him, halfway to the stairs.

"What should I say?" AJ whispered. "If...if I get the urge?"

Melody came back to stand a half a foot from his face and then smiled. "If you need...release, you just come and find me, and you say, 'Mommy. Can you scratch my shoulder?"

"My shoulder?" AJ said, bringing his right hand up to his left shoulder.

"Yes. Your father is always asking me to scratch his back. He's like a walrus. He can never reach with his arms. So, you ask me to scratch your shoulder. I'll know what you really need. And then, I'll come find you when it's safe when it's the right time and the right place."

"Like now?" AJ asked.

Melody looked down and then slipped a hand down to his cock. It was limp, but it began to swell the moment she touched it. "You don't need more, do you?"

"No," AJ said, bending over and grabbing his pants and underwear to pull them up. "No, I was just saying, like...everyone else is upstairs."

Melody smiled at him then. "Your father can be heard from a mile away. And that Tart-and-Tiny you call a girlfriend..."

"She's not that bad," AJ said defensively.

"I didn't say she was," Melody replied. "I call it like it is. She can stay here as long as she can pay rent and she behaves. If not, then she has to leave. I've already explained the rules to her."

"The rules?" AJ asked.

"Yes," Melody said in an authoritative voice. "The rules. No fucking, no getting pregnant, which involves fucking, no disrespecting your father or me, and no living like a slob. She needs to take regular showers, keep her room clean, make sure her laundry is done, and get a haircut."

"A haircut?" AJ asked, thinking that was a bit extreme. "What's wrong with her hair?"

"It's all flopped over to one side," Melody said as if it was too obvious to miss. "It's lop-sided. Whoever cut her hair before, should have been fired."

"It's actually a look," AJ said then, a wry smile on his face. "It's...I don't know how to explain it. It's like she's hiding."

"Well, she needs to stop hiding," Melody said reflexively.

"It's a statement."

"What? What statement?"

AJ shook his head. "It's like she's saying, I won't ask you anything personal, don't ask me anything personal. If you want to look behind the curtain and find out who I am, you might not like what you find."

"Well, that's obvious," Melody said then. "She wears all that black. Oh, another rule. She had to change her wardrobe."

"What?" AJ asked, shocked Melody would be so...controlling. And then he realized he was being stupid. Of course, she would be so controlling. She was a complete control freak and a nutter. She was certifiable. No. Telling Abbey she had to change her wardrobe and dress a specific way, was exactly what he should have expected Melody to do.

"Not everything," Melody said then. "Just one article of clothing. And it can't be a sock or a hair tie. She can wear a nice shirt, skirt, or a dress. She's a female. She should dress like one."

AJ didn't say anything but he thought it would have been super funny to tell Melody that Abbey wasn't actually a girl. That she was a boy, in drag, who was thinking of transitioning. AJ tried to keep the smile off his face as he considered how much fun that would be, but he wouldn't do it. It would have been a lie, one that Melody would have made a mission to find out.

"She...really doesn't have a lot of bright-colored clothes," AJ said then.

"I know," Melody said as if this fact annoyed her completely. "I'm fixing that too. What's with all these project people?"

"Project people?" AJ asked.

"It's like everyone is broken," Melody said, walking to the edge of the stairwell and lingering there. "Another person I have to fix. That's what I am now. Well, I guess that's what I've always been. I'm a fixer. I fix things."

AJ nodded, agreeing with the term, but not the description. She was a fixer, that was for sure, but she didn't "fix" things. She killed them and disposed of the bodies.

Melody turned and then looked down, and then tossed the damp cum covered t-shirt to the floor at AJ's feet. "Make sure you wipe your cum off the floor," Melody said, glanced at the washing machine, and then added, "and then switch laundry loads and get that in the wash."

"Yes Mommy," AJ said, and Melody swung around the threshold and started up the steps. AJ bent down and wiped the splatter of cum off the floor, folding the shirt over three times in order to get it all up.

AJ was just finishing re-loading the washing machine when Abbey came down the stairs, her lightweight making her footfalls unique and identifiable. She stepped off the stairs and turned right, and then left, and saw AJ standing by the washing machine and then came over to him. "Hey. Whatcha doing?"

"Switching laundry loads," AJ said, grabbing the detergent and dumping a scoop of it directly onto the shirt, which he had ignorantly put in last.

"Why does it smell like cum down here?" Abbey asked.

"What?" AJ asked, turning to Abbey.

"It smells like cum," Abbey said again, and she glanced into the washing machine. "Ahhhh. Couldn't wait huh?"

"I, uh...no," AJ said, shaking his head.

"No biggie. I love cumming solo. I can cum in thirty-one seconds," Abbey said, giving him a sparkling smile from beneath her lop-sided cut.

"Thirty-one seconds?" AJ asked, surprised. "I don't think I can even beat that."

"Well, how else would you do it?" Abbey asked playfully. "Maybe that's the problem. No hands, well...no wonder it takes you a while."

"I've seen videos," AJ said, closing the washing machine and turning the dial.

"The ones I sent you, or others?"

"Others. No, I'm talking about...hands-free," AJ said.

"Oh. Yeah. No doubt. Those guys are freaks. Girls can do it too. I wish I could do it. Shit. If I could cum hands-free, I'd just sit in a chair and cum all day long. Fuck. I'd soak my clothes. You'd open the door and be like, 'Hey, Abbey? Wanna go to the store?', and you'd get swept away in a tidal wave of cum. That's how much I'd do it."

"Jesus Christ," AJ said, chuckling.

"I never thought of that! Holy shit!"

"What?" AJ asked, clearly not understanding.

"Moses. Parting the Red Sea. Maybe it was just Mary, on her period. Hands-free! I mean, she was the Virgin Mary, right?"

"Oh my god," AJ said.

"Yeah. That's what Mary was saying."

AJ laughed.

"Mommy wants us to come upstairs for dinner," Abbey said, trying to keep her face as stone-faced as possible.

"I'll be finished in a minute," AJ said.

"Still can't beat my time," Abbey said, turning back to the stairs and heading up them quickly.

AJ shook his head and hurried to finish putting the dryer sheets in, and then headed upstairs once that was done.

Dinner was simple and quick. Spaghetti was one of his father's favorite dishes, with garlic bread, and as soon as everyone was done eating, AJ was at the sink, washing the dishes. He stacked the cleaned dishes in the drying rack, and Abbey, just like before, grabbed a towel and started drying and putting everything away.

"Look Babe," Jaxson said as he finished his third helping and then pushed the plate away from himself. "It's like living on a plantation. Where's my whip?"

AJ turned around, glancing at his father, unable to believe the words coming out of his mouth.

"The whip is in the bedroom," Melody said, and then she added, "but if you don't watch it, you're going to be the one getting the whipping."

"Sounds like dessert," Jaxson said, and he got up from the table and Melody got up and moved her chair in, so Jaxson could leave the kitchen.

"What was that about?" AJ asked Melody, walking to the table to grab his father's plate.

"Nothing. He watched some program on T.V. and it got him all riled up. Never mind him."

"Oh," AJ said, taking the dish to the sink to wash it.

Abbey didn't say a word. She stood there, drying and putting things away so quickly, that she was caught up already.

Melody left the kitchen a moment later and AJ whispered to Abbey, "What the fuck?"

"It was something about adult children working for their parents, and not getting paid. Basically, the children felt that they were being treated like slaves and they sued their parents for compensation, but in the end, they lost."

AJ turned to Abbey. "Seriously?"

"Yeah," Abbey said. "It's the law. You should read up on it. It's seriously fucked up. Did you know that, unless you move out, your parents can take every penny you make at work, and claim you as their dependents? So you go off to work, bust your ass, come home, they take your paycheck, and then they get a refund from the IRS at the end of the year too. Great system. Legalized slavery. Imagine a guy who has like, twenty wives, and like a hundred kids."

"I don't think that's legal at all," AJ said, handing his father's plate to Abbey, to dry.

"Slavery is alive and well in America. All you have to do is open your eyes. Everything is fucked up. Seriously fucked up. Well...you know."

AJ sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly. He did know. He knew it all too well.

"Don't forget. Seven a.m." Jaxson said, coming into the kitchen to tell AJ what time they were getting up the next morning.

"I'll set my alarm," AJ said.

"You need to go to sleep now," Jaxson said, pointing a finger at him. "I know how you are with alarms. You sleep right through them."

AJ tidied up the sink and then turned to head downstairs when Abbey asked him if he wanted some company.

"Sure," AJ said, and the two of them hurried downstairs as quietly as they could.

The moment their feet hit the floor, Abbey turned and pushed into AJ's arms, her lips kissing his hungrily. AJ wrapped his arms around her, and then she jumped up and his hands caught under her skirt, grabbing her ass which was bare to the skin.

"Mmmm," AJ moaned into her mouth, his fingers gently exploring the space between her cheeks, and finding nothing but hot slippery folds of tight wet pussy, devoid of any covering. "No panties?" he asked.

"I'm wearing them," she said, pulling her lips away from his to answer the question. "It's a rule. Mommy says I have to wear panties at all times."

"Mongrel-Mommy," AJ corrected her, and then he kissed her again, their lips and tongues entwining in a hot slippery dance, leaving both of them gasping for air when they finally paused. "You're wearing them how?" AJ asked, his fingers sliding up and down her slit, finding nothing there.

"Inside," Abbey said with a smile. "If you pull them out, you have to replace them with something else."

"Mmmm," AJ said, carrying her over to his gaming chair where he sat down and brought Abbey to his lap. "What did you have in mind?"

"Wanna try?" she asked quietly, her eyes sparkling like diamonds in the night.

"Sure," AJ said, ignoring Melody's warnings.

"Take 'em out," Abbey said, grabbing the armrests and leaning back.

AJ slid his hands between the two of them, his fingers probing her tight neat slit and the tiny hole positioned at the back of it. His fingers stroked her lips up and down, and then he slid his middle finger into her hole, and the tip touched against something that felt like satin. He gently wriggled the tip of his finger forward and back and then slid his ring finger in beside his middle finger.

"Fuck that feels good," Abbey groaned, rotating her hips upward so he could get a better angle.

"I've almost got them," AJ said, and he spread his fingers open, stretching her pussy just a bit.

"Better hurry," Abbey breathed against his cheek, pressing her temple against his. "I'm almost there."

"Already?" AJ said with a chuckle. He pushed his two fingers into her, stuffing the panties up inside her and she gasped. "Oops. I slipped."

"Fuck me," Abbey groaned.

"What?" AJ asked and Abbey pulled her face away from his.

"I want you to fuck me," Abbey said, and he slipped off his lap and grabbed his belt, pulling it off of him like she was cracking a whip. AJ unzipped his pants, eager to participate, and a moment later he was naked from the waist down. Abbey climbed back onto his lap and positioned herself above his cock, which was now standing at attention.

"Are you sure?" AJ asked.

"Oh yeah," Abbey said with a smile. "Never been more sure of anything, ever." And then she jumped off of him, and bent forward, sliding her tongue all over the head of his cock.

"Oh fuck," AJ groaned as Abbey wet his dick with her spit, and then she was back on his lap, her hand guiding the head of his cock to her entrance.

"Now, we take it slow," Abbey said, pushing back and letting go once the head of his dick was fully seated at the opening. "You don't want to tear my pussy."

"No," AJ said then, smiling as Abbey pushed herself back more. Abbey jerked her head back, flipping the hair out of her eyes, and then brought her focus back to his face, her mouth falling open in a giant grin. AJ felt the head of his cock slowly being compressed, and slipping inside Abbey's insanely tight pussy. "It's...going...in," AJ moaned.

"Just don't tighten up," Abbey gasped.

The moment the words left her mouth, it was reflexive, and AJ's cock jerked and swelled. Abbey gasped and her hands grabbed the armrests of the chair, wrenching into them.

"Sorry, sorry," AJ said, relaxing then in hopes he hadn't hurt her.

"I'm fine," Abbey gasped, her eyes coming up and her hands going palms down again. "Come on baby," she moaned.

AJ brought his hands up to her hips, underneath her skirt, and he gently pulled her down, applying more pressure to their union. Abbey gasped, her pussy stretched, and then he sank into her a full inch. Abbey's mouth fell open and her eyes closed. Her head came up and a pained expression came over her, but she didn't move. She held her breath, her nipples hard like buttons underneath her shirt.