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Chapter Three –

I was standing in the kitchen helping mom cook. We were making pasta, garlic bread, salad, and cheese cake. We wanted to have a dinner all together. I was stirring the pasta, making conversation with mom. We were discussing a new movie that had come out. “It’s scary, though, isn’t it” my mom asked. “Yes, but I think you will like it” I said. “I don’t like scary movies” my mom replied. “You’re such a loser” I said, making us both laugh. Steve heard us laughing and walked into the kitchen. He was setting on the couch watching some football highlights of the latest game. He was always watching sports. “What are you girls in here talking about” he asked, grabbing for a piece of garlic bread which my mom smack out of his hand. “Wait for dinner” she said, turning around to keep cutting the tomatoes for the salad. He looked at me and smiled. I turned away quick. Ever since he fucked me in the pool out back with mom almost looking from the kitchen, I can’t think about it without getting wet. It was so erotic, dangerous, scary, and amazing. I could see him smile bigger from the corner of my eye. He knew what he was doing to me and kept doing it. He walked over to me and smelled long and deep over my shoulder, right in my ear. “Oh, that smells good” he said, brushing against my ass as he stepped back. He stepped on the other side of me, facing away from mom. I looked at him. I mouthed “I’m not wearing underwear” and pulled my short shorts far enough up my ass cheek so that he could see my bare ass. His mouth dropped open and I turned to walk towards the cabinet. I opened the cupboard and reached up high for some seasonings. I made sure to get on my tip toes so he could see the muscles in my legs. They were strong and I was proud of them. The muscles were tanned and bulging out from under my shorts. My shirt rode up in the back as well, showing the top part of my ass crack. That was going to drive him wild. Two can play at this game.

We sat down for dinner. The food was laid out in front of us and it looked delicious. We all dug in. Mom was opposite of me at the table and Steve was at the head of the table between us. We made small talk. We talked about mom and her gardening. We talked about sports and who Steve though was the best team in each sport and why. It was boring until he started to rub my foot with his under the table. It caught me off guard and I immediately looked at my mom. She didn’t notice anything and kept rambling on about how it was a good tomato season. He rubbed his foot in a circle around mine, then drug it up my leg. Thank goodness I had just shaved. I side eyed him. He didn’t look at me. What game was he playing? I took my foot and ran it up his leg, tickling the bottom of his shorts at his knee. He cleared his throat and shifted in his seat. I scooted over closer so that I could ride my foot up to his dick. I rubbed his dick tip and he stood up and walked into the kitchen. I chuckled to myself, thinking to myself that I had won this round. I stood to take mine and my mom’s plates to the kitchen. I was standing at the sink washing them when Steve grabbed my ass from behind, hard, causing me to drop a dish in the sink. “Just wait” he said, then walked out of the kitchen. What did he mean? I walked back into the dining room to see what him and mom were talking about. “Well, that’s okay. I can feed myself” she says, laughing. “What’s going on” I ask, looking at them both. “I was just telling your mom that I am going out of town tomorrow night for a training. Aren’t you staying with a friend tomorrow night, too” he asked, looking hard at me? “Oh, are you” my mom asked, looking at me. What was he talking about? “Yeah” I said, nodding to my mom. “Okay, well I’ll be all alone tomorrow night then” she said, laughing and walking into the kitchen to clean up from dinner. “We’re getting a hotel” Steve said to me in a whisper, then walked to his room.

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We were at the hotel. I was laying on the bed waiting for him to get out of the shower. I decided to put the lingerie on that I had brought for him. It was black with lace over the stomach. It had straps at the bottom that I let hang down. The bottom was a thong and the top was a push up bra, but it was covered with see through lace. It was sexy. I couldn’t wait to show him. I posed out on the bed when I heard the shower stop and got ready for him. He walked out, still wet from his shower, in nothing except a towel. He smiled when he saw me. He sighed and said, “You are breathtaking” as he looked me up and down. He walked over to his bag and started digging through it. He must’ve brought some stuff for us to play with. He laid a blindfold on the bed and some handcuffs. “I specifically requested a room with a metal headrail for these” he said. He cuffed one of my wrists. The cold metal squeezed my skin, it wasn’t too strong though. He looped them through the bars and cuffed my second wrist. He grabbed a key from his bag and sat it on the night table beside the bed. “We don’t want to lose that” he said. Then he dropped the towel, exposing himself to me. I was in my lingerie, handcuffed to the bed, laying on my back, looking at him. Wanting. Waiting. He walked around the bed, looking at me. He bit his lip and go on top of me. He kissed my cheek and chin, trailing kisses down my neck and chest. I wriggled underneath him. He was kissing me so soft and slow. I was moaning before he was even at my belly button. He unbuttoned my lingerie and pulled the thong off. Now I was just in the lace and bra. He kissed and rubbed my thighs slowly. I couldn’t move my hands. If I pulled too hard the sweet bite of the handcuffs would pull me back to reality. It felt so good. He leaned down and kissed my pussy lips. He licked them, teasing me. I moaned so loud. I was getting so wet. He licked in between my lips, pushing them open with his tongue. He slurped up my juices and sucked on my clit. I picked my legs up and spread them for him. “Be still” he said, kissing my pussy. I tried so hard not to move. I couldn’t move my arms. “Yes sir” I said, trying to grind my hips up to meet him. He stopped and got up, trickling his fingertips up and down my legs. It was teasing me.

He grabbed my ankles and turned me over, it was a bit difficult with the handcuffs, but I managed to flip without getting the handcuffs tangled up. I was laying on my stomach with my hands cuffed to the headboard. I was breathing so hard. I couldn’t lay still. He walked around, turning off almost all of the lights except for a small lamp in the corner. I couldn’t see or hear him. Then, a loud smack landed on my ass cheek. It startled me, causing me to cry out. “Hush” he said. “Or it gets harder”. I waited in anticipation. I couldn’t see him. He was being so quiet. Another blow landed on my ass, making me jump. I bit my lip though to be quiet. “Get up on your knees” he said. I pulled my legs underneath me and shoved my ass in the air. I couldn’t lean up because my hands were still cuffed, so my face was laying on the bed. Another blow landed on my ass, making me cry out again. This caused a hard blow on my ass, making me moan. “I said be quiet”. I bit my lip harder. This was amazing. “Yes sir” I said, waiting for the next blow. Then I heard a small buzzing. All of the sudden there was something buzzing on my clit. It caught me off guard, making me twitch. It was a small toy, I assume, that he had brought with him. He was using it slowly, barely touching my clit, rubbing it in small circles. My pussy hole clenched, begging to have something inside it. He turned up to vibration, making me moan loud. He stopped and landed a hard blow on my ass. “Shh” he reminded, rubbing my red ass cheek. I shoved my mouth into the pillow. I needed to be quiet. He restarted the torture with the toy. He was pushing hard on my clit, jerking it back and forth. He was rubbing it fast but so softly, teasing me. I felt my wetness dripping down my clit and running onto my shaved pubes. I wanted him in me. He shoved a finger inside me. He had the vibrator on my clit and his finger inside me. He curved his finger and pulled and pressed upward, like he was motioning me to come back to him. It was exhilarating. I felt his finger rolling inside of me, in sync with the vibrator on my clit. I started to build. I felt it deep in my stomach, my legs started to shake, “Yes, don’t stop” I said, pushing my ass back into him. At once he pulled everything out and away. “What” I said, waiting. I just wanted to cum. I felt him get up on the bed. He was rubbing the outside of my pussy, moving my juices around. Pushing them from my hole to my clit. I felt his dick tip press against my hole. I tried to lean back onto it, but he moved back. He waited. He was right on the edge of me. I could feel him pressing against me. My hands were still cuffed so I could move back to him. It was torture. It was right there. I just wanted it deep in me. He slapped my ass, hard, making me scream into the pillow, following by a ramming of his cock deep inside of me. I screamed again, cumming wildly. I exploded my juices, shooting all over him and the bed. My legs were shaking so hard, I almost fell. He grabbed my hips to keep me up and started to beat my pussy up. I couldn’t stop screaming. My face was in the pillow and I couldn’t move. He had my hands handcuffed and my feet pinned by his. He was holding my hips up, forcing himself into me. Hard and fast. He was holding me in this doggy position, forcing me to stay still and take it. “That’s it, squirt for daddy” he said, still pounding into me. Each pound sent spurts of fluid from me onto the bed. I could see it dripping underneath me. My orgasm was so intense. It was sending hot shocks through my whole body. He kept drilling, making it last longer and longer. I bit the pillow as it started to hurt. “Ah” I moaned out. “Shut up and take it” he said, going harder. He slapped my ass hard, with a loud smack. He reached under me and started rubbing my clit. His hand was slipping all over my pussy because I had squirted. He managed to get friction on my clit and abuse it back and forth with his fingers. It started to build deep in me again. My pussy squeezed his dick tight as I came again, this time harder than the first. I moaned and moaned and moaned. I groaned and grunted. My eyes rolled in the back of my head. My face fell deep into the pillow. My pussy shot so much cum all over his dick and the bed. He smacked my ass harder and harder, making it sting and burn. He fucked me hard and fast for what seemed like forever. I had one constant orgasm the entire time. I would spurt cum every few seconds, waiting on him to cum in me. He finally reach around and grabbed both tits with his hands, pulling them hard and slowed his pace down, just sliding in and out now. He was cumming now, I could tell. I grinded my ass back against him. I still couldn’t move. He was just slowly sliding, fucking me, while cumming inside me. I felt his dick pumping it out. So slowly. He fucked me like this for another few minutes. Just slowly sliding in and out. He finally pulled out and fell onto the bed beside me. I immediately dropped to the bed, panting, exhausted, sore, and filled with pure pleasure. He grabbed the keys off the side table and unhooked the hands cuffs, making my aching and burning arms fall onto the bed. He kissed my hair right before I drifted off into a deep sleep.