Big Men of the House(23)

“I see.” My stepdad wasn't mad at all. I was actually surprised. He seemed more jealous which was a little weird. “Well, next time you're past your curfew, you're going to be grounded.”



“Oh thank you!” I ran over and kissed him on the cheek. I caught him sniffing my hair for a moment. “Well I'm going to bed now, goodnight!”



“Goodnight Emma,” he said, a hint of depression lingered in the air. I walked upstairs to my room thinking that I got away with murder. The fact that I lied about having boyfriend was worthy of punishment by itself. I laid down on my bed and stared at the ceiling. I wasn't a virgin anymore. I didn't feel any different. I guess I didn't expect I was going to turn into an adult or something. I fell asleep that night, desiring more than just Blake.



The next day, I slept in way longer than I should have. It was already the afternoon and half of my day was wasted. I went downstairs to find my stepdad watching TV on the couch. “Where's mom?” I asked.



My stepdad glanced away from the TV just for a second to talk to me. “Oh, she went out with some of her girlfriends. We're going to be on our own for dinner.”



I broke the news to him. “Actually, I was going to go to Blake's tonight.”



My stepdad flipped off the television and threw the remote on the couch. “Sorry Emma, but you're grounded.”



“What!!” I screamed.



“Calm down, you're mom and I talked about it and we both feel that you need to be punished for what you did.”



I felt raging anger. My face was red and steam billowed from my ears. “Oh please! I bet she had nothing to do with it. You just don't like me having a boyfriend!”



“Now that's ridiculous,” my stepdad interrupted.



“Is it? I know you have a raging hard on for me!” I instantly regretted saying it.



My stepdad went from cool as ice to furious. “Go to your room Emma! I don't want to see you for the rest of the night!”



“Fine!” That was my best rebuttal. I ran back to my room and slammed the door as hard as I could. My breathing was labored. I was absolutely enraged at my stepdad. How could he act that way? Just then my cell phone started ringing. I took it out of my purse and saw that Blake was calling. I didn't know if I should answer it or not. I pressed the call button and answered. “Hi, Blake.”



“Hey Emma, you wanna hang tonight?” I knew that Blake didn't really want to “hang”. All he wanted was sex. Which I was all to eager to give him. Even after our not so great first time, I still needed to release all this tension.



“Well Blake, I'm grounded but I think I can sneak out later tonight. Are your parents still gone?”



“Yep! They'll be gone all week. We'll have the house all to ourselves.” I could imagine him winking on the other end.



“Okay, I'll call you when I'm on my way.” I pushed the end button on my phone and set it down. I looked at the clock and it was only 5 pm. I knew I wouldn't be able to sneak out until at least 11. What was I going to do for six hours?



I tried relaxing on my bed and reading a book. I had been trying to get through the book Gone with the Wind. It was a beast of a book and I had been working on it for years. I guess I got too easily distracted by other things. It didn't help that I had to read a dozen other books for school. Didn't leave much time for leisure reading.



I lay on my plushy pillows and dived into the book. I found that it was difficult to concentrate. My mind was still cloudy with anger. Every sentence my eyes passed over, was forgotten immediately. I tried changing positions but nothing would help. I just wished that I could go screw Blake right now. That would definitely clear my mind.



But why wait? I closed the book and set it on my nightstand. Gone with the Wind and Scarlet would have to be postponed again. I got up and made sure my door was locked. I didn't want my stepdad to walk in on me. I undressed and slipped under the covers. The bed was cool and felt nice against my warm skin. My hand traveled south, passing my stomach until I reached my womanhood. I rubbed myself, thinking of Blake taking me in the back seat of his car. The rush of pleasure was exciting. My worries of the day were already forgotten.



Blake ripped off my clothes and penetrated me with his meaty cock. I imagined him a lot bigger than he actually was. He filled me up and began fucking me. Then I remembered about our previous session. Him coming so early was very disappointing. I stopped pushing my clit around because my mood was ruined.



But then, my stepdad popped into my head. I imagined him walking through the door and catching me in the act. He was overcome with lust and desire. He ripped the covers off the bed and mounted me. His cock was as big as a tree trunk. He shoved his cannon inside of me and fucked me hard. His strong hands held my thighs as he pummeled my tiny pussy.