Big Men of the House(4)

“You're so wet,” Christopher moaned. He crashed against my body, pummeling me with his member. His hips slammed against my sore ass, sending waves of pain through me. Christopher pulled my hair into a ponytail, snapping my head back, and shoving his cock even further in me. “You like it rough, don't you?”



“Yes,” I nodded. Christopher used my ponytail as leverage to fuck me harder and harder. My neck strained as he pulled my head back. The desk slammed against the wall, shaking the house like an earthquake. If my mom hadn't been awake before, she definitely was now.



The pleasure built more and more. I felt myself slipping away into a ecstasy-filled coma. Christopher's grunting got louder and louder. We were both so close. “I want your cum inside me,” I told him.



Christopher's moans reached a fever pitch as he exploded inside me. Tons of his warm seed spilled in me. My orgasm went off at the exact same instant, making my pussy quiver with pleasure. My legs shook and my grip on the desk loosened as the ecstasy drove through me. Christopher continued pumping in and out of me while shooting his cum deep inside.



As the pleasure dissolved into heavy breathing, Christopher pulled out, releasing a torrent of cum. It ran down my thighs, drying all over me. I lay on the desk, my chest heaving my body up and down. My hair was tossed all over my face, falling into my open mouth.



“That was so amazing,” I said, gasping for air.



Christopher started putting his pants back on. I didn't even realize that he never even took his shirt off while we had sex. His face was stern. “That was your punishment and if you're ever bad again, I won't think twice about coming back in here and doing that again.”



My head swooned with the idea of him fucking me like that every night. I wanted to be bad all the time. Christopher left my bedroom, leaving me naked and wrecked on my desk. It took all the strength and effort in the world to get me over to my bed so I could pass out. I fell asleep instantly in a state of bliss.







The next day, my mother was surprised at my good attitude even though I was in trouble.



“So you're grounded, Amber. That means no going out.”



“Yeah yeah,” I said, playing around with my cereal. I could care less about what she was saying. Little did she know that her husband fucked my brains out the night before. She deserved it for what she did to my real father.



It was hard to hide a smile whenever I saw Christopher. Just the thought of that night sent goosebumps all over my skin. My parents could ground me forever and it wouldn't matter to me.



When my belly began to swell, I knew what my real punishment was.



Christopher gave me a baby.



I was terrified at first. The thought of me raising a child seemed ludicrous. But then I realized that it would be Christopher's also. That set my mind at ease. Christopher and me together seemed like the perfect fit.



When my parents found out I was pregnant, a whole new punishment began. Christopher came into my room every night and showed me how bad I'd been. He fucked me in so many different ways, loving my body like no other. He showed me what a real man was.



It felt so good to be bad.





Way Too Tight




My mom is a workaholic. She's always been obsessed with her law career ever since I was a kid. She usually would be out of town on a trial for weeks at a time. It was actually one of the contributing factors of why my parents got a divorce in the first place. So color me surprised when my mom comes home and says she's getting married.



“You're what!?” I screamed. After the initial shock wore off, I immediately wondered when she even had the time to date someone?



“I've been dating someone for a few months and he just asked me last night.” My mom shoved the big ring in my face. The diamond was absolutely humongous. She was as giddy as a schoolgirl.



“You've only been dating for a few months! If I went by that logic, Jack and I would've gotten married in the 6th grade!” I felt really hurt. Why did she keep something like that hidden from me?



“I'm sorry Amanda. Things were just going so fast. I didn't even realize we were this serious until it was too late. If I could go back in time I would've told you the minute I met Kevin.”



“His name's Kevin?” I asked.



“Yeah he's really great. I think you'll love him!” Her smile was miles wide. I hadn't seen her this happy in a long time.



“He sounds more like a serial killer to me. I hope you did a background check on him,” I joked.



My mom's face turned sour. “Oh Amanda, don't joke like that.”



I held her hand, acting like I really cared. “Sorry Mom, I'm truly happy for you. I can't wait to meet him.”