Libertine

Chapter 11

True to his word, the bath was amazingly soothing. Her shoulders and back that were tensed from the stress and studying were now relaxed. Kendall was so sunken that she would be asleep if it wasn’t for the two hundred pounds of silver fox sitting behind her in the tub rubbing his hands on her breasts and stomach. He kneaded the full breasts and pinched her n*****s gently. He eventually slowly lowered his fingers in between her legs, making her gasps at the contact.

He parted her lower lips to access her c**t. After a few seconds of circling it and she was already moaning loudly. He started to finger her while still circling with his thumb. A climax rolled out of her within a few minutes, she arched her back and cried for him.

They stayed in the tub afterward until they turned into prunes, snuggling like young lovers.

Well, he’s definitely forgiven now…

‘’Have you thought about what you want for gifts for your birthday next month?’’ He asked as they were drying off.

‘’Huh. No, not really. I’ll have to think about it. Tina wants to take me out to the movies but because it’s in the middle of the week, I told her we’ll wait until the next weekend.’’

‘’A girl’s night? I think that would do you some good. Don’t bother with a gift list, I know exactly what to get you.’’ A sly smile appeared on his lips.

‘’Is it something I’ll be able to show to my girlfriends?’’

‘’Yes, sweetheart. It’ll be a PG 13 physical gift, don’t worry.’’

Kendall didn’t bother re-opening her books after the bath, she was still floating in an orgasmic cloud, not at all in a state to work.

As she started to fall asleep, she realized that she forgot for a while that her birthday was in a month, she was indeed turning eighteen soon. She knew that he was waiting for that birthday before taking her virginity, but she didn’t want to ask to be sure because she didn’t want to appear needy again.

Once was enough…

Her last thoughts were about what she imagined what he would do to her on that birthday. How he would take her, how she imagined him on top of her, ramming in her until she would pass out.

The next day was Saturday and Kendall had decided to get a lazy morning, not ready to face her arrogant brother or her hungover mother. She usually was up between 08:30 and 09:00 on a weekend but when she looked at the clock, it showed 09:23. She huffed and puffed and pulled the cover back on top of her head, ready to go back to sleep until mid-morning.

Ten minutes later, (or maybe it was thirty minutes, who knows?) someone barged in her room as she was half-asleep on her stomach. They climbed on the bed, on top of her. Kendall automatically assumed that it was her stepfather that climbed into the bed. Who else would dare to? She simply, playfully groaned and tried to move free of the weight.

‘’Go away…’’

‘’But I’m very comfortable like this.’’ Whined a voice.

Her eyes snapped open. The voice wasn’t her father’s, it was her brother’s. She would’ve never guessed that Carl would be so bold as to tackle her in her bed. They hadn’t wrestled like that since they were ten years old.

‘’What the hell! Get off me! What are you doing?’’ She yelled and trashed around until he was off the bed.

‘’What?’’ He innocently asked. ‘’I just wanted to wake you up. You’ve been sleeping enough and there’s fresh pancakes downstairs.’’

‘’That doesn’t justify climbing on top of me in my own bed! What the hell were you thinking?’’ She kept shouting.

‘’Oh come on! Don’t be some overly posh proper 70s mother. It was harmless. I thought it was funny. Clearly, your sense of humor went down the drain at the same time as your smile and general cheerfulness. You’ve been moody all week, I thought this would cheer you up.’’ He wasn’t offended in the slightest by Kendall’s outburst, he still displayed his signature cheeky smile which Kendall found infuriating at the moment.

‘’Cheer me up? Your mind is so f*****g twisted, it’s not even funny. If you wanted to cheer me up, you should’ve led with the pancakes, like gently waking me up and informing me of it. Not hump on the bed!’’

‘’Who did you think I was?’’ Carl asked all of a sudden, suspiciously.

‘’What?’’ Kendall played it naively, but she knew exactly what he was referring to.

‘’You thought I was someone else otherwise, you would’ve been outraged from the beginning. Instead, you just groaned playfully, I might add. So, who did you think I was?’’ He got closer as he was talking, scrutinizing her.

‘’I was still asleep until I heard your awful, nasal voice so I can’t be held accountable for the sounds coming out of my mouth while I’m still in zombie-mode.’’

What a lie, Kendall! Awful and nasal voice I wish! This motherfucker has the deep voice of an alpha male in his prime…

Carl must’ve sensed that she wasn’t going to give in or confess anything because he dropped the matter.

‘’Anyways, like I said, pancakes are waiting for you downstairs.’’ His cheeky smile returned as he left the room and shut the door behind him.

She exhaled in relief as she brought her hand to cover her eyes. She hoped that Carl wouldn’t stay hung up on this and start watching her. They never did anything while other people were in the house but raising suspicions was dangerous. Kendall wondered if she should bring it up to Frank, but she thought she may be panicking over nothing as usual.

On the other side of the spectrum, her body had responded completely differently than her pretend outrage. She felt her panties being damped, her temperature rose, and the flushing of her cheeks wasn’t from being offended. Having her brother’s body on top of her had excited her but she will be damned if she was going to admit it.

Isn’t one man enough? The sneering voice in her head asked.

This was not the Saturday morning Kendall had hoped for, but she was determined to still make the best of it. By the time she reached the kitchen, it seemed that everyone had gone about their day. The pancakes were delicious, indicating that Frank cooked them and not her mom.

She went back to her room, cleaned up, and started to work again on her biology course. At around mid-day, her father knocked on her door, which surprised her.

‘’Everyone else is gone for the day.’’ He announced. ‘’It’s just going to be you and me, so would you like to have lunch soon?’’

‘’Maybe in an hour?’’

‘’Sure, come down when you’re hungry. I’ll be in front of the TV.’’

‘’OK.’’ She smiled.

She stayed up one more hour, she was on a roll and didn’t want to break it. It was only when she heard her stomach growling that she considered taking a break. She finished her exercise and stretched after getting up from the bed where the duvet had disappeared under the books and notebooks. Stepping out of the room, she could hear the faint noise coming from the TV downstairs.

Before she even stepped into the living, room, she knew that he was watching a hockey match replay. His eyes turned toward her as she walked in.

‘’Hey, baby girl.’’

Kendall slumped on the couch with a groan. His attention turned back towards the game as he was sipping on a beer. She was also watching the game without actually paying attention, it was a great way to shut her brain off after an intense studying session.

‘’Are you hungry?’’ He asked after a few minutes

‘’Hell yes!’’ She remembered.

‘’Before I go reheat the chicken parm, I have an entrée that I want you to start on.’’ He said without looking away from the screen.

Kendall looked at him in confusion, wondering where this was going.

‘’Come kneel in front of me.’’

Oh! Now I know what he wants.

She obeyed right away, got on her knees in between his spread-out legs. She didn’t want to pounce on him immediately though. She was starting to understand how this relationship was going to work and wanted (or needed) to get his permission to touch him. She looked at him with eagerness and hunger. He looked at her in return with his own hungry look.

‘’Now, that’s a sight I could get used to.’’ He grinned.

He unbuckled his belt, unzipped his slacks, pulled his pants and boxers down to let his c**k spring free. He was already hard, but he gripped and squeezed it nonetheless. He gave himself a couple of strokes.

‘’Bring that pretty mouth here, baby girl. I want you to such Daddy’s lollipop while he relaxes in front of the TV.’’

In a single movement, she rose up on her knees and took him in her mouth. Remembering everything she was taught, she refreshed her technique using tongue and hands. She needed to adjust a little however because he was larger and longer than Mr. Newman.

He petted her head and hair while she was bobbing her head on his length. He groaned as she pushed him all in her mouth, her chin touched his balls, and she felt the bulging head at the back of her throat. She could taste the pre-c*m that leaked from the tip.

‘’Oh, baby girl! You were taught well. I guess I have Bruce Newman to thank for that.’’ He lowly growled.

She felt her stepfather’s c**k grow hotter and his balls tighten as she cupped them, she knew he was about to burst. He gripped her hair to guide her through the pace he wanted while her lips were wrapped air-tightly around his c**k.

With a moan mixed with a growl, he exploded in her mouth. The first silky rope of cream shooting straight down her throat made her gag a little, but she swallowed like a good girl and kept sucking him dry just as she was taught.

His body, previously tensed, slacked as he gasped for air. Kendall pulled her mouth off him, but stayed on her knees, waiting for him to release her. After a few more breaths, he opened his eyes to look straight at her. He reached for her cheek and pulled her to him.

‘’Let me taste.’’ He said before kissing her and shoving his tongue in her to taste himself on her.

‘’I want this to become a regular thing from now on, everyday right after you come home from school before your brother gets in and your mom is still at work. I’ll be here on the couch and without a word, you’ll come around, you’ll kneel and you’ll give me a blowjob like my good little slut princess.’’ He said while caressing her head.

‘’Yes, Daddy.’’ She whispered.

He kissed her again and said: ‘’Now, let’s eat lunch.’’