“We sat in the back and when the lights went down things became more interesting. I reached into the popcorn container and I felt something that wasn't at all normal. It was hard and unyielding in my hand. I could feel something sticky and instead of pulling away, I jerked it like I’d seen on some of these movies. It’s amazing what you can find on the Internet these days.” I saw her lying back and now those panties were pulled to the side to show me the puffy red lips of her sex.
“I’m just getting a little more comfortable. Do you mind sharing your toys? Hand me the silver one with the multiple settings. I want to live vicariously through your words. I’m going to close my eyes and bring myself off. I promise that I will stifle any kind of moan with my fist in my mouth.” My stepfather Jordan was most likely sleeping one off after drinking too much. He never got completely shit faced, but he certainly was feeling no pain after my mother died. This was his way of self medicating and maybe it was time for some kind of intervention.
I opened the drawer and pulled out the toy that she had requested. She flicked the switch and turned it to the highest setting. She didn’t even tease herself first. She pushed past the resistance of the elasticity of her lips. I was in the perfect position to see everything. This was not the first time that we had been in the same room playing. We had learned a lot from each other and we had even practiced kissing to make sure that we had a certain technique that had become something that the boys wanted most of all. We had gone through the necessary tutelage of using a banana to teach us how to deepthroat a monster cock like no other.
“I had my hand wrapped around him and I feel it dripping over my hand and into the popcorn. I pulled out the sticky strands and I ate them with him staring at me the entire time. I have to say that I loved the look on his face as I manipulated his flesh. The shaft was so fucking hard and even squeezing it didn’t show any give to it. I reached further down and I found his balls and they were well taken care of and groomed to perfection. I could feel the smooth surface and I squeezed like you taught me to get him to grunt. He coughed into his hand to stop anybody from getting wise to what we were doing.” She was not the only one that was getting excited by my retelling of what had occurred between me and Michael.
“Oh yeah...fuck… Oh fuck…that vibration is so fucking good.” She had promised that she wouldn’t make any unwanted overtures, but now her hand had landed squarely on my chest. I wasn’t sure that she knew what she was doing and that maybe she was too far gone to give a damn. “I wanted to do that at the movies and I have no idea why none of the boys that I’ve gone out with have tried something like that.” Her wet pussy was stretched open and that cylinder object was moving back and forth at a steady pace.
“I think that I can do that better than you.” She must have thought that I was talking about doing that to myself, but she found out differently when I took her hand away from where she was satisfying her own desire. We both knew that it felt better when somebody else did it and now I was the one that was stirring things to the surface. “He had one of the biggest cocks that I’ve ever seen in my life besides this guy on the screen.” The guy was a freak of nature and had what I would consider a baseball bat hanging roughly 11 inches stretching from his body.
With her hands free, she could lift that Scooby Doo nightshirt and begin to play with her ample bosom. We both had primarily the same size in that regard, but her nipples were a little bit chunkier than mine. Mine stood straight out where hers were fat and looked good enough to sample. I’d never done anything like this and even holding this weapon of choice in my hands and slamming it back and forth inside her was a departure from our usual staid sleepovers.
“If you’re not fucking careful, you are…going to make me cum all over this thing. Is that what you want to see, Amber? Do you want to see my cream sliding down the surface of that thing? If it is, then keep up what you’re doing and you will get your wish one way or the other.” I had no idea what came over me or why it felt so important to see her bubble and boil over like a pot that you wouldn’t leave on the stove without watching it carefully. She was pinching her nipples with her eyes closed and then I heard her scream with her knuckle pressed into her mouth to stop herself from giving Jordan any reason to come in here to check out what was going on.
I had my hand firmly placed against my clit and two fingers were moving back and forth to supply me with the necessary incentive to drive myself up the wall. I had just reached that plateau when she kissed me and tongued my mouth. She was prolonging that moment into something long and everlasting. In the afterglow and while we were sitting there breathing heavy, I turned and noticed something that was slightly out of the ordinary.
There was a teddy bear that I didn’t recognize. There was also a very strange thing happening with its eyes. I knew what it was. I had a feeling that I knew who the culprit was that had decided to invade my personal space. Tomorrow morning was going to be one hell of a fight that was going to be of the knockdown variety. I was tempted to tell Sandra, but she probably would have wanted to put on more of an explicit show. I wasn’t ready to do something like that and I felt violated by the camera. It was situated in a way that it could see my bed and everything that had happened on it. I wasn’t sure how long it was there.
Chapter two
I was sitting there at the breakfast table glaring at Jordan, who was reading the paper and making it look like he had nothing to hide. Sandra was going on about something about school, but I really wasn’t paying attention. My anger was seething like a raw and festering wound. I envisioned what it would be like to wrap my hands around his neck, but came back with visions of curling my hand around something else instead.
“I have to go. A few friends are meeting me down at the pool. I think that this will give me the right moment to reveal my new two piece bikini.” Before I could stop her, she was stripping off that tee shirt and dropping her pants to show her body encased in what had turned out to be some kind of floss. It didn’t cover her breasts at all and only her nipples that could easily be seen through the fabric were covered.
I heard the rustle of paper. Jordan was looking over the edge of the paper to look at my flamboyant friend showing off. She twirled around and even bent over to make that bikini look like it had disappeared altogether. The bottoms were sheer and one pull to the side would reveal her nakedness to anybody that was willing to take the risk.
Jordan noticed that I was watching him and put the paper back up with this trace of red in his cheeks. It was a good thing that he showed some modesty, but that wasn’t going to justify spying on his stepdaughter. My only concern was how long this was going on and what exactly he had witnessed and heard.
I followed Sandra out to the front door. She had her bag with her clothes firmly inside. “I don’t know what has gotten into you, Amber. I think that what you truly need is to get laid and you have the makings of a great story right underneath this roof. Do yourself a favor and reach out and touch somebody before it’s too late.” I closed the door and lay back against it with my hand up to my chest to feel my heart beating.
I took a deep breath and I walked into the kitchen with a purpose only to find that he wasn’t there. I took a few steps into the kitchen and then I felt his hand over my mouth and something hard pressing into the back side of my jeans. “I know that you saw the camera. I was watching you at the time and believe me, I was getting myself off. I came precisely at the moment that you looked me in the eyes. You’re old enough to know that I haven’t been with anybody since her mother. I haven’t been touched in five years and watching you parading yourself around in front of me in those skimpy outfits made me want to do something about it.” I tried to move, but he was stronger than me and I kind of found it exciting to be on the receiving end of something so dominant.
He dragged me out of the room with my feet sliding across the wood floor and heading towards the living room. I found myself falling onto the soft feel of that black leather couch. I was wearing a pair of cutoff shorts and what constituted as a bikini top. It wasn’t much and I think that I was only doing that to taunt him mercilessly.
“I can’t believe that you would do that. You must know by now that I feel something for you. I haven’t even… I mean… I haven’t…never mind.” I became flustered and the look in his eyes told me that he knew exactly what I was going to say.
A girl like you with that kind of body should not be keeping it under wraps. You should be sharing it with every man that you find a certain attraction for. I’m not suggesting that you become some sort of slut, but pleasure is the one thing that you should always strive for. It’s the one thing that a woman like you should never be without.” As he was talking, he was taking off his shirt and showing me the product of several hours down in the makeshift basement gym. I heard him on several occasions and I went down to spy on him and the way that his muscles would glisten underneath the one lonely bulb swinging back and forth on a strand of wire.