Big Men of the House(40)

I lifted my sweater and showed my stomach. My mom put her hand over her mouth and gasped. “How could you!” she screamed. The back of her hand cut through the air and met my cheek. My head rocked backwards and I had to steady myself. She was so disappointed in me and there was nothing I could do to fix it. “You're no daughter of mine.”



My stepdad, Michael, was a gentle giant compared to my mother. “You're grounded, Madelyn. No TV, no going out, and especially no boys.”



Like any boy would want me while being knocked up.



Little did I know, there was someone who wanted me now more than ever...



My parents got the anger out of their systems and accepted the reality. But something weird was going on. Something had changed.



Michael stared at me constantly. His eyes were always watching. Michael took an interest in me that wasn't there before. It wasn't concern for my well-being, it was lust. Desire.



I didn't know how to handle his advances. At first, I was disgusted because he was my step father. But the more he watched me, the more turned on I was. I'd never met someone who wanted me so badly.



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Late one night, there was a soft knock at the door. “Come in,” I yelled, expecting my mom.



Michael quickly opened the door and closed it behind him quietly. That was the first time I'd ever seen him set foot in my room. “What are you doing in here?” I asked him.



Michael put his fingers to his lips. “Shhhh, be quiet. We don't want to wake your mother.” The scene vaguely reminded me of that regretful night with Connor.



“What's up?” I whispered. In truth, I knew exactly what he'd come for. I didn't know how I felt about it though. Michael was obviously attractive but he was my stepdad. It was wrong. Forbidden.



“How are you feeling?” he asked, sitting down on the edge of the bed.



“Fine,” I replied, rubbing my swollen stomach.



Michael eyed my stomach with a longing. There was no way to hide how turned on he was. Me being pregnant was making him super hard. He slowly crept along the bed until he was only a foot away from me. “I've been thinking a lot about you recently.”



“Oh, what about?” I tried to play dumb. I didn't want him to know how clearly I could see through him.



His hand grazed my own and sent a shock through my system. There was definite electricity between us. My feelings for Michael were clear now. “Madelyn, I want you,” he said.



My heart skipped a beat. No man had made me feel that way before. “If you want me so badly, then take me,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest.



Michael looked me directly in the eyes, searching. Searching for my true feelings. He leaned in and hesitated for a second. Then committed all the way. His lips hit mine and my body lit up with pleasure. His arms wrapped around me and pulled me in close. The scent of his aftershave hit my nose and pushed my body into overdrive.



I needed him now. No matter what the cost.



His fingers explored under my nightshirt, discovering my baby bump and up to my enlarged tits. Michael felt me up as I quietly moaned. He pinched my erect nipples and sent waves of pain and ecstasy.



I grasped his pants and unzipped them as fast as lightning. I pulled them down to uncover his glorious cock. It was so thick and long.



“Put me in your mouth,” he commanded.



“Yes,” I replied. I reluctantly grabbed his throbbing member and stroked him. I let spit dribble out of my mouth and onto the head of his manliness. I let my saliva lubricate him before cramming his entire length into my mouth. I wrapped my lips around it and sucked on him hard.



“Oh yeah, just like that,” he moaned. Michael held the sides of my head as he force fed me his beautiful meat. I gagged as he pierced the back of my throat. Tears streamed down my cheeks as he stuck his cock as deep into my throat as he could go. He finally pulled out, leaving me gasping for air.



“I love when you fuck my mouth.”



“Take that shirt off,” he said.



I lifted the long nightshirt over my head, revealing my belly and boobs. Michael marveled at my body, taking in all the sights. His eyes went from my stomach to my voluptuous tits. “Those breasts give any milk?” he asked.



“Come over here and find out,” I said, pushing my tits together to make massive cleavage.



Michael buried his face in my chest, suffocating himself in my pillows. His tongue ran around every crevice, making my nipples super hard. I screamed out in pain as Michael's teeth clenched down on my nipples. He began sucking as hard as he could, trying to bring forth the luscious milk. I held his head against my chest as he squeezed my tits.