CHAPTER 3
The rest of that day goes by uneventfully. And it’s boring as hell. That night I decide to change that.
I’m not working, I have zero responsibilities and I’m young. So it just makes sense to join up with some old friends to go out and get stoned as shit on some good pot. It’s just that by the time I get home, my eyes are all bloodshot and I’m pretty spacy in the head. I hope to hell that mom and Charlie are asleep. Of course, they’re not.
The living room light is still on when the car rolls up to the house shortly after 10 PM and I’m dropped off. That’s strange Charlie has always been keen on keeping his military schedule. That means early to bed and damn early to rise.
Mom follows his example. So… what’s this? A wave of fear passes through me as I ponder my fate, consider what Charlie might say or do if he sees me like… this.
With a deep breath I push that fear away and start up the sidewalk to the front door. I’m nearly to it when it opens. Charlie appears. He does not look happy.
“Late again,” he says, that stern look on his face as his eyes sweep me up and down, do their silent inspection.
“Sorry,” I mumble, eyes downcast. I don’t want a fight, I just want to get upstairs. Get my clothes off, get into bed… get that orgasm I’ve been wanting all night. My fingers are more than up to the task.
“No, you’re not.”
“Um… excuse me?”
“You’re not sorry, you’re not sorry one bit.”
I glanced up at him then. He’s looking totally no-nonsense. I know I’m fucked. “Alright, well… can I come in? Can I go to my room?”
“What are you on this time? Booze again… drugs?” “Charlie, I’m tired, I just want to”
“You just want to squeeze past me, get upstairs, hope I don’t see those bloodshot eyes of yours.”
I frown, bite my lip, say nothing. What the fuck does Charlie want me to say to that shit?
“We discussed the rules of the house, young lady.”
“I know.”
“Then why do you insist on breaking them all the time?” “Look, Charlie, I’m a young woman. I”
“You’re a filthy little ungrateful whore, that’s what you are,” he says suddenly, grabbing me by one arm.
“Ow, Charlie… you’re hurting me!”
“You’re a dirty slut, Beverly, one that needs to be punished.” “Whoa, hold on there, I”
He gets up in my face. “You what? You don’t deserve to be treated like this? No, no you don’t. You deserve much worse. You need to be punished for this, taught a lesson.”
“I’m not a child.”
“No, you’re a nineteen-year-old that’s just acting like one.” I narrow my eyes in confusion.
“Now get on your knees and take out my cock and suck it dry like you did last time.”
I can’t believe what I just heard. Suck his cock… and like… last time? What the fuck?!?
He must see the shock and uncertainty and downright confusion in my eyes, for he gets up even closer, his face just inches from mine. I can feel his breath, smell the faint hint of whiskey on it.
“You don’t remember having me in your mouth the other night, do you? But you liked it, I know you did. You probably have been rubbing that tight little cunny of yours to me since then, haven’t you?”
“Um… I…”
“Get on your knees.”
I’m shocked beyond belief. I can’t believe my stepdad is talking to me like this. I can’t believe we’ve already done this. But a small part of me not only believes it… but wants more. I’m a slut.
I’m a dirty fucking slut.
Sid always said it. I liked to deny it, but deep down I knew it was true. I just like sex too much. I like getting fucked. I like it up my pussy and in my ass and I love a good spray of cum hitting my mouth or my tits or even covering my face.
I always have and always will.
Yeah, Charlie’s right… I have rubbed my tight little cunny to him. I’ve done it a lot. He’s buff. He’s got that military body. And he’s all business all the time.
What woman wouldn’t be turned on by that? Well… mom.
That’s probably why Charlie needs me. Mom isn’t giving him what a body like that needs, which is a good, young, tight little pussy that can latch onto his big cock, give it the pleasure it needs. My pussy is made for that sort of thing.
I lick my lips as I look at Charlie standing there, waiting for me to get on my knees. Then I say it.
“I need to be fucked, Daddy.”
“I know you do, honey,” he says, coming forward lightly taking my chin in his hand. He turns my face up to look at him better. “You’re gonna take my cock deep, and you’re gonna come hard.”
I swallow hard. Jesus, that was hot!
And with that I don’t offer a moment’s hesitation. I drop down to my knees, unbuckle Charlie’s belt, get his button and fly undone, and then slip that massive cock out of his boxer-briefs. It’s big, it’s veiny, it’s got a serious girth and I have to widen my eyes too.
“Jesus!”
“Hm-hm.” I look up at Charlie. “I can’t take all that.”
“You can and you will,” he replies, pulling me closer.
I have my doubts, but don’t voice them. Instead I just open my mouth and let Charlie thrust that cock into it.
“Mmm,” I moan as I take him deep. My mouth is nearly overwhelmed by his size, but like Charlie said, I can take him.
Saliva drips from my mouth and down to my tits, staining my tank top and cleavage. Charlie’s cock continues to thrust in and out so all I need to do is sit there, mouth open for him as he face-fucks the hell out of me.
“Ugh… you’re a dirty bitch,” he says as he fucks me. “God, you feel so good.” All I can do is moan a bit. His cock is so big my mouth is wrapped all around it. I look up at him with big eyes, begging him with my gaze to cum in me, cum in me quickly.
He’s too much, too big. But God does that huge size make my pussy wet! I’m rubbing myself through my shorts with one hand. I can’t wait until he takes me to my bedroom and fucks me proper.
“Make me come, you little cunty slut!” he says, grabbing both sides of my head with his hands and increasing the furious pumping into my mouth.
“Hm-hm,” I grunt, hoping he’s about done. His cock is massive and I feel I might choke on it. I’m totally covered in my own saliva now. He’s drilled it out of me, fucked it right down so my tits are soaked.
“Ugh!” he grunts, and then I feel the cum.
A huge rope of the hot goo shoots into the back of my throat. I instinctively begin to jerk my head back, wanting that big cock out of my mouth. But Charlie grasps my head and keeps me there, keeps thrusting into me. It’s all I can do to open my throat, let that cum wash down into my tummy.
Spurt after spurt flies into me. My mouth fills with the stuff and still he continues to jerk into me, cum into me. Now it’s cum that’s leaking through the sides of my mouth, cascading down my cheeks and chin and throat and dripping onto my tits. My pussy is sopping wet, so turned on am I.
Finally Charlie stops coming inside me, releases my head. I lean back, take a huge gasp for air. Then I look up at him with my cum-covered face.
“Daddy, I’ve been so bad.”
He just nods, his breathing still hard.
“Daddy, I need you to fuck me tonight.”
“Baby… that’s a lot to ask.” He looks over his shoulder. “Your mother.”
I move forward on my knees, grab hold of one of his hands. “I-I need you deep inside me, Daddy… I need to come. Please, make me come tonight, please.”
He shakes his head. “You broke the rules, again. You’ve been punished. Now get your ass up to bed.”
My chin begins to quiver as I look at him there. My heart is breaking. I so want to fuck this man… but he doesn’t want me. Why!?!
I rush past him, up the stairs and to my room. I slam the door and throw myself on my bed. I’m nearly crying, so upset am I with what just took place. I get onto the bed, cover myself up, just try to go to sleep.
Try to… but I can’t. Charlie’s domineering persona is on my mind, his stance in the doorway, the way he saw me as nothing more than a sexual object. I’m so turned on by that.
God, I’m a sick little whore of a slut, just like he said. But I can’t help it and I don’t care. I start rubbing my pussy to thoughts of Charlie having me, forcing himself on me downstairs, bending me over the sofa and just having his way with me.
I come easily in my hand, my wet juices slathering my fingers and coating them with my essence. I fall asleep easily, into a deep world of dreams where Charlie is the one rubbing me and making me come over and over again.