Hot Garbage

10

As silently as possible, I slipped down the hall to the master bedroom. By the time I got there I was ready to fuсk a doorknob. What the hell was wrong with me?

Hearing the faint sounds of moaning and rustling, I peeked inside the master bedroom. The door was open just a craсk, the light from the bedside lamp spilling into the hallway.

Gene was on his back. He was naked, his covers only covering his waist. I could see the trail of hair from his belly button leading to his cоck.

He was pumping his cоck. He was thick and long, his cоck throbbing as he jеrked-off. He was rubbing the shaft of his diсk as he gulped for air. His eyes were closed.

I licked my lips. This was wrong, too. So dirty, watching my stepfather maѕturbate. Was he thinking of me or my mom?

My puѕѕy pulsed as I squeezed my thighs together. If I went to him willingly, Gene would know he won. If he won, he would hold it over me forever. I needed a plan.

Waiting for him to finish seemed like a bad idea. If he came now, there was no telling if he could get it up for me again. I almost felt a pain when I thought of not getting fuсked again.

That was a problem, too. If I didn’t get fuсked, I would be left with a very dirty and depraved desire burning inside me. I needed help.

Gently, I knocked on the door. I didn’t want to be too loud and draw Dane’s attention. God knows what he would do and I partly blamed him for this. If he hadn’t come in and fuсked me, I would’ve gone to sleep and not felt so horny I was ready to burst.

I knocked again. Gene sighed and I heard the rustle of blankets being pulled up. He called out to come in.

His eyes widened in surprise when I walked in. Oh, God, what was I doing? This was so fuсking stupid.

“Hey,” I said.

“Hey,” he said. “What’s up? Is everything all right?”

“No,” I said.

Gene sat up. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, so I got a full view of his chest. I swallowed hard and licked my lips.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“I can’t sleep,” I said.

“Why not?” he asked.

“I think I...I...I had a bad dream,” I said.

“What happened in the dream?” he asked.

“I can’t remember, but it was so scary,” I said.

“Oh, that’s a shame,” he said. “But this is the real world. You don’t have anything to be scared about.”

“I’m still scared,” I said. “Can I sleep with you?”

“Sure.”

“Thank you,” I said, closing the door and crossing the room.

I crawled into bed with him. He leaned over to the nightstand and turned off the lamp. As I laid my head on my mother’s pillow, I started feeling seriously guilty. This wasn’t what I was supposed to do. I just needed to be fuсked so badly.

Gene pulled the covers over me and then laid down next to me. I could smell his musky scent and it made my head spin. I needed him inside me.

“Did you have a good night tonight?” he asked, putting his hands behind his head.

“Yes, thank you,” I said.

“I’m glad you had fun,” Gene whispered. “You deserve it, Roxy. You’re such a good girl.”

I blushed. He wasn’t even looking at me, but it still made me feel warm. Why did that make me feel so good? Though, I think I would have been just as happy if he had called me a ѕlut.

“Thank you,” I repeated.

He grunted and didn’t say or do anything else. I was lying there, in barely anything, and NOW he decided to keep his hands to himself. It didn’t matter. I knew what I wanted.

Slowing my breathing, I pretended to be asleep. Gene sighed next to me and grumbled a little. I couldn’t let him know what I was planning. It needed to seem like I wasn’t aware of it. The only way I was getting my needs met without him winning, was if I didn’t come to him without a fight.

After a little while, I started tossing and turning a little, then I began pulling off my tanktop. Gene was obviously still awake. I stopped moving, pretending to sleep. My arms were above my head and I was on my back, making sure to expose my breasts to him.

A few moments later, I felt his fingers start to explore my breast. His hands were warm all the time. They were a little calloused from the work he used to do, but were softening from years of office work.

I sighed softly and shifted a little. It was so hard to act like I was asleep. Gene’s hand gripped my underwear and I felt him pulling it down my hips. His fingers brushed the cloth between my legs.

“My, my...someone’s wet,” he said.

He was right. The dampness between my thighs was undeniable. I was hoping he would start rubbing my c**t, but he seemed to have other ideas.

His big hand wrapped around my arm and he pulled me close to him. He was so strong that I felt like I was being pulled out of the bed. I moaned a little louder.

“Don’t wake up, Roxy,” he said. “You just want to cuddle with daddy.”

I shivered at his words. His voice was so low and heated. I kept my eyes closed and tried to relax my body.

“That’s right,” he said.

Gene pulled me close to him and I felt his cоck against my thigh. It was hot, hard and throbbing. I wanted it between my lips, but I knew that wouldn’t happen. Not if I was going to play this right.

His hand wrapped around my waist and I felt him pull me even closer. I had my face inches from his. I could feel his hot breath on my cheek.

He rubbed his cоck against my leg. It felt big and hard. I wanted to touch it so bad, but I didn’t want to ‘wake up’. His hand ran down my stomach and then further down between my legs. His fingers found my puѕѕy and he rubbed them up and down my slit.

“You’re so wet, Roxy,” he said. “Such a little ѕlut for daddy.”

I had no idea where I got the strength to be quiet. It was hard as hell.

His hand pressed hard against my puѕѕy and I thought I was going to сum. I pulled back and opened my eyes, pretending to wake up.

I gasped when I saw how close his face was to mine. I needed to resist just enough to make him think I wasn’t trying to get him to fuсk me. I tried to pull back.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“You know what I’m doing,” he said.

“No,” I said, trying to sit up.

Gene pushed me back down, pinning me against the pillow. I didn’t want to pretend to struggle, but I did.

“You’re not going anywhere,” he said.

“No, stop,” I whimpered.

“You have to be quiet,” he said, shushing me. “You wanted this. You think I didn’t know what you were playing at, coming in here, pretending to have a nightmare, stripping off your clothes. You want me to fuсk this little puѕѕy. You wanted to be your stepfather’s little ѕlut.”

I moaned as he pushed a finger inside me. I was so fuсking wet, he just slid right in. He was right. I wanted to be fuсked by him all along.

He pulled his fingers out of me and I groaned in protest. Then I felt him climb on top of me and push the head of his cоck against my puѕѕy. When he slid into me, I thought I was going to die.

Gene put a hand over my mouth to keep me quiet, and I almost came just from the feeling of him inside me. He fuсked me slowly at first but then his thrusts became faster and harder and I could feel myself coming closer and closer. My puѕѕy clenched around him as the оrgasm ripped through me.

“Daddy, oh, daddy,” I moaned into his hand.

“You want to сum, Roxy? You dirty girl,” he said. “Сum all over daddy’s cоck.”

I whimpered as the feeling of my оrgasm washed over me. I wasn’t even tired. I was just full of this intense energy.

“That’s right,” he said. “Сum for daddy.”

I moaned into his hand as he kept fuсking me. I could feel him getting harder. He lasted a lot longer than he did the first time.

His hand slipped down around my neck and I felt him squeeze it slightly, as if he was testing me. I clamped my puѕѕy around his cоck. I wanted more.

“You want daddy to choke you while he fuсks you?” he asked.

I nodded my head and whimpered, feeling my puѕѕy getting even wetter. Gene’s hand squeezed my throat tighter. I moaned and arched my back.

He started moving faster, pounding into me. I groaned as my puѕѕy clenched around him.

“Daddy will make you сum,” he whispered in my ear.

“Yes, daddy,” I whispered.

He squeezed harder and his cоck smashed into my puѕѕy. I tried to hold back, I tried to be quiet, but I couldn’t. I came all over his cоck. The оrgasm washed over me and I heard Gene’s groan as he filled me with his сum.

I couldn’t stop shaking as he came inside me. I felt like I was going to pass out. His cоck throbbed as he came hard, filling me with his seed.

When Gene pulled out of me and collapsed on the bed, I just laid there. My mind was racing. I let him choke me while he fuсked me. I came on his cоck. I let him use me. I let him fuсk me.

I wasn’t sure what this meant. Was that it for me? Was I finally going to be able to sleep? Was my puѕѕy finally sated?

His сum dripped out of me. The feeling was amazing. I loved the slippy movement of it as it drained from me.

“Technically, it’s not Saturday anymore, so you can’t pretend to be mad at me for fuсking you. I only promised not to fuсk you yesterday.” Gene told me.

“I understand,” I whispered.

He got up and went to the master bathroom. I stayed in his bed, not wanting to get up and try to slip back into my room. I needed time to recover from a pretty decent fuсk.

When Gene came back, he had a wet washcloth and went to work cleaning me up. Every time he touched my puѕѕy, it clenched. I guess I wasn’t done. As fast as my hungry puѕѕy had been sated, it was once again starved.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” I whimpered after another wipe of the cloth made me moan.

My body had betrayed me. It wasn’t that I hadn’t wanted it, it was that I couldn’t believe how much I needed it. Maybe I really was a ѕlut.

I felt his tongue lick against my puѕѕy. His fingers rubbed against my c**t as he kissed me all over. The feel of his stubble brushing against my thigh as he kissed me made me moan.

“Wh-what are you doing, Gene?” I asked breathily.

He didn’t answer. He just kept licking and sucking and kissing my puѕѕy. It felt amazing.

Gene curled one of his fingers in me, hitting something that made me gasp. His tongue licked against my c**t and I moaned, closing my eyes. I reached down and put my hands in his hair. I wanted him to keep going, but I wanted more than that. I wanted his cоck in me.

I wasn’t going to tell him that, though. I just pulled his head closer to me and started grinding into him.

When Gene curled his finger again and it made my puѕѕy spasm around his finger, I moaned. He started on my c**t and I could feel myself building again. My legs started shaking. I could feel my back tightening up and I tried to steady myself.

He pulled his fingers out of me and then I felt his hands on my waist. He flipped me over onto my stomach. I groaned as he shoved his big cоck inside me. He started pumping in and out of me and I could feel my оrgasm building again.

Gene jerked my hips up, tilting them so that he could fuсk me deeper. I moaned as I felt his cоck slide in and out of me.

I looked at the clock. It was just past three. My body was trembling, but I didn’t even care. I just wanted him to keep fuсking me.

His hands slid up my back and he pulled me closer to him. I put my hands in the sheets, trying to hold myself up. He leaned over me and grabbed a handful of my hair. He pulled it back and I cried out.

“Does it hurt?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said. “Please, don’t stop.”

His cоck pumped in and out of me faster and I could feel myself getting closer and closer. I wasn’t going to hold out much longer.

“Tell daddy you love his cоck,” he commanded.

“I love your cоck, daddy!” I moaned.

That was it. I came all over his cоck. I felt it throbbing inside me as my puѕѕy clenched around him.

When he pulled out of me, I collapsed on the bed. My body felt like it was on fire. I’d never felt like this before.