Breaking And Entering With Steele Pt. 10

Jaxson lay slumped over in the passenger seat, his pants around his knees and his underwear halfway down to his knees. He looked as if he'd been playing with himself, and then had just stopped.

"Is he okay? Is he alive?" AJ asked, reaching in to put a hand against his father's neck.

"Mel! Mel, come here," Jaxson said, waking up and slurring his words, grabbing feebly for whoever had just touched him.

"It's AJ," Melody said then. "He's here to help you get inside."

"What?" Jaxson said, opening one eye wide and then giving the both of them a snide look. "I don't need help putting my dick inside. I could do it with one eye closed. Just one."

"Not your dick," Melody said. "We're going to get you into bed."

Jaxson reached up and grabbed the seat belt, and pulled himself into a sitting position, and then rolled out of the car onto the gravel and grass below. "Why are my pants down?" Jaxson asked, his hands grabbing underwear and pants at the same time and bunching them together rather than pulling them up.

"As if you don't know," Melody said, reaching down and helping him by yanking his underwear up into the crack of his ass.

"Don't know? Don't know what?"

"That bitch at the club. The one you were fucking."

"Fucking?" Jaxson said as if Melody had no idea what she was talking about. "I wasn't fucking. We were just dancing. You were right there..."

"I was right there until I had to go take a piss, and when I came back, guess who has his cock in some whore's pussy? Slow grinding, my ass." Melody said.

"We were," Jaxson said, slurring his words. "We were just dancing. She pulled my pants down...to trick you."

"Yeah. Get up. Let's get you inside."

"You believe me, don't you?" Jaxson asked, rolling to his side and slowly getting to a semi-kneeling position.

"Whatever you say," Melody said, pulling him up to his feet with AJ's help. "What do you think? You think your father is telling the truth?"

AJ looked at his father and then looked at Melody. "I...I uh..." AJ began.

"Yeah," Melody said. "So he believes you, because he's a good boy. A good son. He does what his father tells him to do. So of course he's going to believe you," Melody said, using AJ's half-response as a weapon. "So fine. You two out-vote me. I'll believe you too."

"Goo-oood," Jaxson said, hiccuping in the middle of the word. "Cause, I love you," he said, and then he stumbled as both AJ and Melody helped him to the front porch, up the steps, and inside. They went straight to his father's room and AJ helped Melody get his father into the bed.

As AJ turned to leave, Melody grabbed his elbow. He turned to ask her what was going on, and she waved to the door. He stepped outside the room and Melody followed, closing the door behind the two of them.

"Go get ready for bed," Melody told him in a quiet tone of voice. "Did you do your chores?"

"I did a couple of loads of laundry," AJ lied, "and I did the dishes. There might be a few from dinner, but I'll do them before I go downstairs."

"Good job," Melody said, and she reached out and affectionately squeezed AJ's forearm. "Once you get ready for bed, don't...don't uh, go right to sleep. I...got something for you tonight."

"You did?" AJ asked, surprised. He hadn't asked for anything. In fact, all he'd really wanted was to go to dinner...and to take Abbey with him.

"Yeah. I'll bring them downstairs in a few minutes."

"Okay," AJ said, nodding.

AJ noticed Melody watched him turn away from her, and he thought her demeanor was a bit strange, but as long as she wasn't being a complete bitch, then things might be okay. He hurried to the kitchen sink, washed the two dishes there, dried them, and put them away, before heading downstairs.

Undressing by his bedside, AJ heard a thump on the floorboards above. He looked up, paced to the wall, and then the back wall, calculating the distance. Did Abbey fall out of bed? Drop something heavy to the floor? Or was it something much less nefarious, yet more mysterious, like a bucket falling in the storage room? He walked over to his gaming area, knowing this was directly underneath his father's bedroom. He listened and heard nothing. He slowly walked back toward his bed, listening, counting out the paces. He was beneath the storage room then, and further the linen closet. Still nothing. He could hear voices above, muffled, yet energetic. He listened intently, thinking he was directly underneath Abbey's room now.

AJ listened quietly, but couldn't make out a single word. Another two thuds, lighter this time, as if someone was stomping their feet lightly. Why though? He stepped back, feeling a spec of dust fall into his eye and he feverishly batted at it, trying to clear his face. He went to his bed and slipped under the covers, but he didn't go to sleep. He continued listening, contemplating, wondering what Abbey was up to. He got up, checked his phone, and went back to bed. He got up a second time, and then a third, and finally, feeling like he was driving himself mad, he decided he was going to go to sleep. He wasn't interested in staying up, waiting for Melody to take her sweet ass time in bringing him something she'd gotten for him. Knowing her, she'd probably forgotten, and if he was counting on it, he'd be up all night, waiting, for nothing.

He closed his eyes and willed himself to sleep, and just as he thought sleep might be overtaking him, he heard some commotion from above. Soft thudding again. Feet on the floor. Someone was walking. He listened as the footfalls trailed off, heading toward the front room. Abbey was going to the kitchen? He lost track and then, he heard another thud from above. He jerked his head up, listening intently. Who was in Abbey's room now?

A creak of the top step let AJ know someone was heading down the stairs, and he listened, waiting, hoping against all hope, that it was Abbey. At the same time, he didn't want it to be Abbey, only because he didn't want her getting caught in his room. Surely she was coming down to do something naughty.

The bottom step creaked and then, whoever it was, stepped onto the cold hard concrete. AJ sat up, lifted his hand, and pulled the string that he had attached to the dark blue lights, turning them on. The basement illuminated a deep dark blue color, turning reds into blacks and yellows into greens. AJ saw the person at the bottom of the stairs and knew from her height and build alone, it was Melody. She walked across the floor quickly, her silky nightie fluttering around her hips as her bare feet padded across the epoxy.

AJ gave her a polite inviting smile and then looked up at her as she came to sit down on the side of his bed. She pulled one leg up sideways and left the other to hang off the edge, and AJ could tell from the way her nipples stood out against the underside of the silk that she was more than happy to see him.

"I can't fucking believe it," Melody said, her eyes slowly panning around his room, and then down to his face. "Did you see how your father was acting?"

"Yeah," AJ said quietly. "I helped bring him in," he said as if needing to remind her he was witness to his father's drunkenness firsthand.

"Well, at least there's still one man in this house who knows who the queen is."

"Queen Elizabeth?" AJ said, fighting a bit to keep his eyes open. If it weren't for Melody's gigantic breasts sitting just inches away, he might have been asleep already.

"No, silly. Me. I'm the queen of this castle," she said, and she brought her right hand down to rest on the blankets next to her, right above AJ's manhood. "I saw you did the dishes and the laundry. Thank you."

AJ swallowed and blinked dumbly. He was a bit shocked until he remembered it wasn't Melody who had an issue saying Thank you. It was Candice. He blinked again. "Abbey told me Candice might be coming back?" He spoke the words as a question and Melody gave him a tiny smile.

"I think she's learned her lesson," Melody said, squeezing whatever was underneath the covers. AJ swallowed hard and his cock swelled, loving the attention. "She just..." Melody picked up both hands and waved them frantically in the air, and then dropped them again. Her right hand landed on his covered cock again, and her left hand absently pulled the bottom edge of her nightie to the side, as if inspecting it for a frayed edge.

AJ's eyes focused on the bottom of the nightie, and where Melody pulled it up to reveal thin silk panties that disappeared between her inner thighs. Melody dropped the hem and then looked at AJ, and then followed his focus to where he was looking. "Oh, I almost forgot." She slid off the bed then, and slid her hands up her hips, slipping her nightie up, revealing the panties, and she did a little dance in place, tilting her hips from side to side. "Do you like them?"

"They're nice," AJ said, giving her another smile.

Melody grabbed the sides, pulled them up tight and AJ watched as the middle portion of the panties disappeared into her slit. She pulled the panties down then, past her hips, down to her knees before the middle portion pulled free of her sex, and then she held onto them and stepped out of them quickly before sitting down next to AJ again. She held the panties up in the air for him to see, and then put them on the covers in front of his face.

"Do you have the other pair?" Melody asked him quietly.

"Yeah," AJ said in the same tone and volume. "You want me to get them?"

"No. Just put them in the wash. These should hold you over for a couple of days."

AJ slipped one hand out from underneath his covers and grabbed hold of the panties, slipping them behind his head and under his pillow.

"How are you holding up?" Melody asked him then, returning her focus to his face. Her hand squeezed his cock underneath the covers and it jerked in response. Melody turned her attention to her hand, and then back to his face. "When was the last time you...?"

"I...I don't know," AJ said, trying to think of an appropriate amount of time for whatever Melody was asking him about. Sex? Two weeks. Anal? Less than an hour ago. Oral? Twenty...maybe thirty minutes ago? He didn't think any of those answers would be wise to speak. "Maybe...a week?"

"My god," Melody said, shaking her head. "You must be going out of your mind."

"I...I'm actually pretty...okay," AJ said, trying to ignore Melody's fingers, now gently stroking his cock through the covers.

"I'm sorry you didn't get to go to dinner with us," Melody said then, giving him a semi-sad face. "I got in the car and he sped off. He said he told you it was just going to be the two of us."

"He didn't say anything," AJ replied. "He said he wanted to go to dinner. That was it."

"Well, if you'd gone with us, then maybe your father wouldn't have gotten sloppy drunk at the club."

"Was he actually..." AJ began to ask, but lightning flashed in Melody's eyes and he thought it might be better if he didn't finish the question.

"Be quiet now," Melody said, sliding to the edge of the bed and lifting the covers up. "Let Mommy take care of that, and then you can go to sleep."

Melody pulled the covers over her head and a second later, her fingers wrapped around his cock, and then her lips. AJ groaned as Melody's tongue tentacled around the head, licking along the ridge of his cock, wetting him with her saliva, and then she was on him, sliding him into the back of her mouth, past her teeth, deeper, and deeper.

"God that feels good," AJ moaned, and Melody made a "mmmm" sound from underneath the covers. She did it a second time, and then a third, and AJ was wondering what she was doing, until she pulled off of him and then turned, her head slipping out of the covers in front of his face. "God has nothing to do with it," she said from half an inch away.

"I...it's a figure of speech," AJ stammered.

"If you're going to tell me you like it, say 'Mommy, I like it.' Don't thank god. I'm not god."

"I...know," AJ said, thinking she certainly wasn't a god. She didn't act anything like a god...unless, well when she was in the smiting mood.

Melody stared at him for a few more moments and then slipped back under the covers. Her fingers found him easily enough, and then her mouth, and then she was deep-throating him again, and he was holding on for dear life as waves of pleasure washed over him. The way she could relax her throat muscles and suck him into the very base of his cock was amazing. She did it now, sliding her lips back and forth, up and down, showing him just how skillful she was. His hands, free to roam, slipped between the covers, and his right hand found her ass.

Not knowing if she wanted his attention or not, AJ gently slid his fingers up one thigh, but when his fingertips brushed across Melody's smooth-shaven lips, he felt hot wet heat emanating from her core. She moved closer, spreading her knees apart, and AJ slipped his fingers up and down her slit, playing with her pussy lips, and occasionally, her clit.

Melody's motions increased in depth and pressure as AJ continued playing with her pussy. He imagined it was Abbey's Kitty that he was fingering, but the feel, the texture, the size and shape didn't match up. He slipped his fingers downward, stroking his pointer, middle, ring, and then pinky against the underside of Melody's clit. By the time the pinky finger caught and slipped over, her hips were jerking sharply and she was moaning her approval over his cock in her throat.

AJ felt the pressure in his balls mounting again, and Melody continued sucking and stroking, her right hand cupping his balls, and then, she pressed them to her mouth and one at a time, they slipped past her lips to be devoured.

"Oh g- Mommy," AJ moaned as she pushed her face down, forcing his cock and balls deeper still. His fingers played the guitar on Melody's slick strings, strumming her clit over and over again. Melody pushed her lips further. AJ's fingers went up, two of them slid into her pussy and curled, grabbing her G-spot and stroking it hard. Melody's face pulled off of him, his cock and balls coming free with a deep slurping sound muffled by the covers, and Melody spun around then, her eyes watering, but looking elated.

"Do you want it?" She asked him.

"Want it?" AJ asked, unsure of what she was asking.

"That fat piece of shit was fucking some whore in the club. I know it. I saw it with my own eyes." She looked away and then turned her focus back to AJ. "I'm not going to just go out and fuck some random stranger for revenge. I don't do that. But...if you need it. If you can keep it...between us."

Melody slipped one leg over his hips, not waiting for an answer, and slid her lower body down his pubic bone. The head of his cock, glistening with thick saliva harvested from the depths of Melody's throat, pressed against her opening for a single moment in time, opening her up, and then it slid inside.

"Ohhhhh, yes," Melody moaned, closing her eyes and whipping her head back. Her breasts hung in front of AJ and he grabbed them, squeezing, as Melody sat back, her cunt consuming every inch of him until it was all the way inside her. "Yes, yes, yes," she moaned, and then she sat forward, and back, sliding him in and out of her, and her eyes opened, her head tilted forward. "Do you like Mommy's pussy?"

"It's so good," AJ said as Melody tightened her muscles, gripping him from all sides. "Mommy how do you-?"

"I work out baby," she said with a mischievous smile on her face. "I make sure all my muscles are strong and tight." She rotated her hips, dragging her clit across his pubic hair as she took him into her again. "I love that big fat cock of yours," she moaned, sitting back on it again and again. "Your father doesn't appreciate anything. He just takes and takes, and never gives back."

"I-," AJ began to say, but Melody put a finger to his lips.

"Shush," Melody said, her hands coming to rest on his chest, and she started grinding her hips up and down, changing the angle she was sitting at with every thrust. AJ continued squeezing her breasts, loving the way they felt in his hands, pinching her nipples between his knuckles, twisting them, and tugging them. Melody was loving it too. "You gotta tell me when you're ready," she said, her eyes opening and staring right at him. "You gotta tell me so I can get off."

"I'm ready," AJ said, Melody's words doing the trick for him. His cock swelled inside of her, and his balls took the express elevator up against the base of his cock.

"No, tell me when you're cumming," Melody said, slapping her pussy down on his dick. AJ felt hot cum fire into her creamy hot void, and she pulled her hips up again. "Make sure you tell me." AJ gasped and his cock jerked again as Melody sat back, and sat up, her hips gyrating as his cock slid in so deep he thought he felt her cervix rub against the head of his dick. "You don't want Mommy getting pregnant," Melody said, but AJ was way past that. His cock continued pumping his seed inside of her, flooding her womb, and her pussy with its slippery concoction.

When he was finished, when his cock was empty, he said, "I'm cumming."

Melody sat up quickly, and then pulled the covers back, and slid her lips back over his cock, sucking and licking, and AJ did his best to tense up, to tighten his cock as hard as he could, simulating his second cumming, and Melody continued sucking and licking until his cock went completely limp. Slowly, she extricated herself from the covers and then smiled at AJ.

"There wasn't as much as I thought there would be," Melody said with a smirk. "It's okay. Clearly, you need to get your strength back."

"I'm really tired," AJ confessed as if that was the reason for his lack of cum. He glanced at her thighs, hoping she didn't just start gushing all the cum he'd deposited inside of her, and at the same time, he hoped she would expel it. She was right. He didn't want to get Mommy pregnant.

"Well, you get some sleep," Melody said, pulling his covers up just under his chin. She leaned forward and kissed him, a hot wet kiss that went on for a long half a minute, before she pulled away, sighing. "I'm going back to sleep in the pig sty."

"Good night, Mommy," AJ said as she walked across the floor, her ass bobbing with every step.

"Good night sweetie," Melody replied from the bottom step, and then she started up the stairs and was gone.

AJ pulled the string and shut the lights off, and as he closed his eyes and sleep began to overtake his senses, he thought he heard another loud thump from somewhere overhead, and then, a steady rhythmic creaking began. AJ didn't have the brain power to imagine Abbey in bed, fucking herself with a dildo, or a vibrator, taking pictures, or a video for his enjoyment. He barely had the energy to roll onto his side as darkness enveloped him, and he fell into a deep sleep.