that feeling in her panties again.
“Under, but just once in awhile. I swear.”
“I ain’t sure I believe you. Show me your tits, pussy cat. I need to see something for certain.”
He stepped away, giving her room.
“Tim, I don’t think …”
“Take off your fucking shirt, Annabelle. Don’t make me tell you again.”
Her breath caught in her throat. She should be scared. And she was. Kind of. Mostly, she was totally hot and more than a little disgusted with herself. She pulled off her t-shirt, keeping her eyes on the floor. She didn’t need to look at her chest to know her nipples were pebbled like hard little stones in her bra.
“You ain’t done.”
How far was this going to go? She shivered remembering that veiny monster he kept in his pants. She reached behind her and unclasped the bra, sliding the straps down and letting it fall to the floor.
“Those are real pretty, darlin’.”
“Thank you,” she whispered, not sure what to say while her mom’s boyfriend stared at her tits like they were a meal set before a starving man.
“Hold then up for me, baby. I want a real good look.”
She slid her hands beneath her breasts and cupped them from below as if she were offering them to this man. This odious, lecherous man who fucks her mother.
“Those are nice. Real nice. You got your mom’s tits, little girl.” He leaned down and licked her rock hard nipple, causing a shock wave to course through her body straight to her pussy. Oh God. “You taste delicious. Anyone ever tell you that before?”
She shook her head.
He kept his face by her tits, but looked up at her. “Are you saying no boy has ever licked your raspberry nips before?”
She shook her head again.
“I don’t think I believe you. No boy has ever done this?” He licked the other one and then alternated between the two a few times.
She was going to pass out. She was standing in the kitchen holding her tits out to her mom’ s boyfriend and it was making her soak through her panties.
He put his hands on her hips and sucked her left nipple all the way into his mouth and she groa ned out loud with sick pleasure and focused her eyes on his stupid perm. God.
“You sure you’re not a slut? You sound like one.” He stepped back and the cool air hit the warm saliva he’d left behind on her boob. “Just because nobody has sucked them titties before don’t make you innocent.” He reached for her hand and set it on his groin. “You ever touch your boyfriends here?”
“No,” she whispered, her voice gone who knows where. He forced her hand to rub him through his sweatpants. He was so hard and big. She cleared her throat. “We shouldn’t be doing this. It’s wrong.”
“Don’t you want to see what you’ve been missing, sugar tits?” He took her hand and shoved it down his pants. His pubic hair crinkled around her hand and he stroked her fingers down his shaft. It was different than she thought it would be. Like steel encased in velvet.
He tipped his head back as if in ecstasy. “You know how long I’ve been waiting for this?”
She tried to pull her hand away, but his grip was strong. So strong. All that stupid working out. “Tim, please let me go. You don’t want to make me do this.”
“Baby, you have been begging to do this for months. You prance around in your little tank tops and short shorts, wiggling your ass and bouncing your sugar tits in my face.”
“Not, that’s not true. You shouldn’t be looking at me like that. You’re my mom’s boyfriend.”
“You think I don’t notice you checking out my cock? Did you like watching me come the other night?”
She blushed even hotter. He knew about that?
“Do you listen to me fuck your mom and wish it were you? She loves my cock. She can’t get enough dick. I bet you’re just like her.” Tim pulled her hand out and circled both her wrists in one powerful hand. “I bet you worship my cock just like your mommy. You’re gonna love it, baby.”
She
“Under, but just once in awhile. I swear.”
“I ain’t sure I believe you. Show me your tits, pussy cat. I need to see something for certain.”
He stepped away, giving her room.
“Tim, I don’t think …”
“Take off your fucking shirt, Annabelle. Don’t make me tell you again.”
Her breath caught in her throat. She should be scared. And she was. Kind of. Mostly, she was totally hot and more than a little disgusted with herself. She pulled off her t-shirt, keeping her eyes on the floor. She didn’t need to look at her chest to know her nipples were pebbled like hard little stones in her bra.
“You ain’t done.”
How far was this going to go? She shivered remembering that veiny monster he kept in his pants. She reached behind her and unclasped the bra, sliding the straps down and letting it fall to the floor.
“Those are real pretty, darlin’.”
“Thank you,” she whispered, not sure what to say while her mom’s boyfriend stared at her tits like they were a meal set before a starving man.
“Hold then up for me, baby. I want a real good look.”
She slid her hands beneath her breasts and cupped them from below as if she were offering them to this man. This odious, lecherous man who fucks her mother.
“Those are nice. Real nice. You got your mom’s tits, little girl.” He leaned down and licked her rock hard nipple, causing a shock wave to course through her body straight to her pussy. Oh God. “You taste delicious. Anyone ever tell you that before?”
She shook her head.
He kept his face by her tits, but looked up at her. “Are you saying no boy has ever licked your raspberry nips before?”
She shook her head again.
“I don’t think I believe you. No boy has ever done this?” He licked the other one and then alternated between the two a few times.
She was going to pass out. She was standing in the kitchen holding her tits out to her mom’ s boyfriend and it was making her soak through her panties.
He put his hands on her hips and sucked her left nipple all the way into his mouth and she groa ned out loud with sick pleasure and focused her eyes on his stupid perm. God.
“You sure you’re not a slut? You sound like one.” He stepped back and the cool air hit the warm saliva he’d left behind on her boob. “Just because nobody has sucked them titties before don’t make you innocent.” He reached for her hand and set it on his groin. “You ever touch your boyfriends here?”
“No,” she whispered, her voice gone who knows where. He forced her hand to rub him through his sweatpants. He was so hard and big. She cleared her throat. “We shouldn’t be doing this. It’s wrong.”
“Don’t you want to see what you’ve been missing, sugar tits?” He took her hand and shoved it down his pants. His pubic hair crinkled around her hand and he stroked her fingers down his shaft. It was different than she thought it would be. Like steel encased in velvet.
He tipped his head back as if in ecstasy. “You know how long I’ve been waiting for this?”
She tried to pull her hand away, but his grip was strong. So strong. All that stupid working out. “Tim, please let me go. You don’t want to make me do this.”
“Baby, you have been begging to do this for months. You prance around in your little tank tops and short shorts, wiggling your ass and bouncing your sugar tits in my face.”
“Not, that’s not true. You shouldn’t be looking at me like that. You’re my mom’s boyfriend.”
“You think I don’t notice you checking out my cock? Did you like watching me come the other night?”
She blushed even hotter. He knew about that?
“Do you listen to me fuck your mom and wish it were you? She loves my cock. She can’t get enough dick. I bet you’re just like her.” Tim pulled her hand out and circled both her wrists in one powerful hand. “I bet you worship my cock just like your mommy. You’re gonna love it, baby.”
She
Similar Books
