Betrayal is Such a Sweet Aphrodisiac
Sometimes, Kristin Beckwith couldn’t help but wonder why it was that her two sisters couldn’t be more like her. After all, they were older than her. Shouldn’t they logically be the ones that were more in charge.
Of course when she thought about it, she had to admit that maybe there was a reason for it. Her sisters were twins and while she was just graduating from high school, even if her sisters were still living at home, they were already out of college. For quite some time, they’d grown up together with almost no one else around and since they were twins, it seemed almost as if they were so evenly paired that neither one wanted to take the lead and sometimes her sisters being as much older as they were, sometimes it almost felt to Kristin as if she was an only child.
Still, it bugged her. Why couldn’t her sisters take the lead?
It was her stepfather again. Kristin refused to call the man her stepdad. That just felt way too familiar for the way she felt about him. Oh sure, it was mom’s choice to marry him and if she was happy, well then who was Kristin to object, but still ...
Oh he was a nice enough guy and all that. When he and mom had started dating, he’d tried to be nice to her. Probably trying to get me on his good side was the way Kristin thought about it.
And the speed of it. They’d barely dated for more than a couple of months before he and mom had decided to get married. Oh sure, Kristin had wanted her mom to find a guy but a couple of months. Come on. Mom wasn’t some stupid girl with a schoolgirl crush. Kristin had seen enough of that in her friends. Maybe that was why she found it repulsive, she’d thought.
But that wasn’t the cause of her latest ire. This time, it had been him and his stupid friends. They’d come over to the house for a poker night and what was worse was that mom seemed to be totally down with it.
No, Kristin had to admit. That wasn’t the worst part. What was even worse was that even though she hadn’t caught them at it, she couldn’t help feeling that they’d been talking about HER! Nothing specific of course. Just looks her way from time to time and then one of them would laugh and the worst part about it was mom had wanted her to stick around and help serve them so it wasnt like she couldn’t even escape to her room. It was so totally degrading.
Finally, the night had come to an end and the men had all left and suddenly she found herself alone with her stepfather in the kitchen. “I want to thank you for sticking around and helping out tonight,” he said.
Was he serious, the brown-haired brunette thought to herself. Did he really think she’d done this for him? How arrogant could he be. Still, mom would probably be mad if she told him what she really thought so she just mumbled something noncommitally in the hopes that she could quickly move on.
“I think we’re starting to get along better now, don’t you?”
Oh please. Get me out of here, the girl thought. I’m not sure how much more of this I can take.
Fortunately, whether she knew what she was doing or not, her mother mercifully bailed her out. “Harold,” she told her husband, “I think we ought to let Kristin get to bed. Tomorrow is a school day, you know.”
“Of course,” Harold agreed. “My apologies. By all means, let’s get you off to bed.”
That night after she’d gotten herself ready for bed, Kristin layer there under her covers and she sighed. It should have been easy, she told herself. She was tired.
It should have been easy but somehow, sleep just wouldn’t come to her.
She sighed again. Why couldn’t she go to sleep?
She sighed again. She knew why it was. She was keyed up.
She tossed in bed but she was still keyed up.
She sighed again.
She knew what she wanted but she was fighting it. This was stupid, she told herself.
What was stupid was denying the inevitable.
She let her hand slide down. She stroked her hand along the waistband of her pajamas.
She shouldn’t, she told herself.
She shouldn’t but she did. She pushed her hand down inside her pajamas and then down inside her panties.
She shouldnt, she told herself.
Shut up, she answered back as her hand found its way to her pussy and then she was stroking herself against er pussy. Oh yes, that was it. She most certainly was doing it.
Her other hand squeezed her breasts even as her fingers worked their way between her lips.
She shouldn’t, she told herself.
Shut up. She was going to do it and besides, her pussy was so wet and she needed this so bad.
She shouldn’t.
She pushed her finger inside her pussy and she moaned. Oh God. Was her finger fucking her pussy or was her pussy humping her finger.
Did it matter?
She decided it didn’t.
Oh God. More. More. More.
Almost there. Almost ... almost ...
Oh my God. Yes! Yes! Oh my God. Yes!
It was hard to tell just where reality ended and where the dream started. Of course she hadn’t done what she’d remembered doing because of course, she wasn’t that kind of girl. That wasn’t to say to she couldn’t do it or even that she wouldn’t. It was just that she wasn’t that kind of girl. She wasn’t the kind of girl who would wear herself off getting her pussy off.
Mmm but it might be fun, sometime, but of course, she wasn’t that kind of girl.
She entered the kitchen and she poured herself a glass of juice.
“How’d you sleep last night?” her mother asked.
Kristin looked at her mom and she couldn’t help but wonder. Did her mom know something, the teen wondered. “It was fine,” she said finally.
Her mom seemed to accept that. “What’s your plans for today?” her mom asked.
Kristin grabbed a muffin. “Pretty much the same old, same old,” the teen said. “Just school and that’s it.”
“Not doing anything after school?”
“Well, you know how it is, mom. There’s always something in play. We’ll just have to see how it goes.”
Before her mom could say anything, Kristin’s phone buzzed. She looked down at her phone and then she looked up at her mom. “That’s Brian,” he said. “He’s waiting for me outside.”
Her mom nodded. “You better go then,” and with that, Kristin grabbed up her book bag nd she ran outside to meet up with her boyfriend.
She was awake or at least that’s the way it seemed to her. Something had awakened her.
She sat up in her bed and she listened. She wasn’t sure what she was listening for but something had to have wakened her and she had the feeling that she just had to know what it was.
She heard nothing but that didn’t end the feeling that there was something out there and that she had to know what it was.
Reluctantly, she slid her feet out from under the covers and then into her slippers. This was stupid, she told herself, and yet at the same time she knew more than ever that she just had to know.
Down the hallway she went until she came to a door that was slightly ajar. She stopped. There were noises coming from inside. She pushed at the door and the door opened.
There was a woman inside and the woman was naked. She was facing away from Kristin so the girl was sure the woman hadn’t seen her but there was the woman and she was kneeling on the bed.
No, Kirstin corrected herself as it became apparent to what she was seeing. Her knees might have been on the bed but she wasn’t kneeling on the bed. What she was was impaled on a man’s cock, her butt bouncing up and down as she continued to reimpale herself on that cock over and over again.
“That’s it,” she heard a man say. “That’s it, Caroline. You’re doing it. You’re doing great.”
Wait a minute. Caroline was her mom’s name. What the heck.
Whoever it was was grunting now as she worked herself onto the man’s cock.
“Oh yeah. Almost there,” the man groaned and Kristin finally realized who the man was but it couldn’t be him.
The woman was huffing now as her butt moved up and down and up and down. “That’s it,” the woman groaned. “That’s it. Fuck yeah. Give it to me. Oh yeah, that’s it. You’re giving it to me so good.”
Of course it had to have been a dream. In fact how else could it have been anything else but even if it was, Kristin had to admit that there was something perversely weird and kind of hot about watching her mom fuck herself on her stepfather’s cock.
In fact, it wasn’t just weird. One supposed it did have to happen but just because it had to happen, that didn’t mean she wanted to see it.
And there was something else as well. All the time while she was sitting in Mr. McCarthy’s class, all the while while she should have been thinking about what her teacher was teaching them, she kept thinking about her mom riding that cock. Of course she hadn’t seen the woman’s face so she could have always tried to convince herself that it wasn’t her mom but come on, really who else could it have been?
Stop it, she told herself. It wasn’t her mom.
But if it wasn’t her, who was it?
Oh my God. There was a man standing beside her bed.
Kristin knew she should scream or do something. She should alert someone that there was a strange man in her room and yet, she didn’t do that.
The man stood over her and now she could see he had his cock out. He was holding it at its base and then he was coming forward, approaching her on the bed.
It was weird, she thought. Sure, the room was dark but there seemed to be enough light in the room that she could see the man and his cock but when it came to his face, that remained in the shadows.
And the man was coming closer and that meant his cock was coming closer and then his cock was right there. He was tapping it against her lips.
Oh my God, the girl thought. He couldn’t possibly want that.
But it seemed as if ... did he really think she was going to suck his cock ... She wasn’t that kind of girl, and with that, she closed her mouth even tighter. There was no way she was going to suck any guy’s cock and she most definitely wasn’t going to suck the cock of a total stranger. She just wasn’t that type of girl.
But the man, he just didn’t seem to get it. He just kept standing there tapping the head of his cock against her lips.
Okay, it wasn’t like she was going to admit it to anyone but there was something kind of hot about that. After all, the head of his cock was so big, not as big as the whole cock of course but still it was big and it felt even bigger as he tapped it against her lips and Kristin couldn’t help but wondering what it would be like to kiss that cock. Just to kiss it. Nothing else.
The man wasn’t going away.
Who’d know, the teen told herself. She could just kiss it and no one would be the wiser. Just a kiss and nothing else. She puckered her lips and ...
She kissed the cock.
But now that she’d done it, it was clear the cock wasn’t going anywhere. It was like the owner of the cock had decided that once she’d kissed the cock once, she was going to do it again but she wasn’t going to do it again because she wasn’t that kind of girl.
But still the cock stayed where it was. It was almost as if the cock was daring her. Come on, the cock almost seemed to say. Let’s see you do that again.
She’d done it once. She could do it again.
But she wasn’t that kind of girl.
Yeah, but who’d know?
She kissed the cock again and no surprise, but that cock showed no signs of leaving.
Maybe she should do it again, she thought, but then again, if she was going to do it again, maybe she should really do it good.
Should she really do it, she wondered, but almost as soon as she asked herself the question, she knew the answer. She wanted to do it.
And almost as quickly as she knew what she was going to do, she felt that cock coming back to her yet again.
She’d only meant to give that cock a nice, sloppy kiss but it was almost as if that cock knew exactly what it was that she had intended to do for no sooner had she opened her lips just a bit so that she could run her tongue over her lips than that pushy cock was back again and almost before the startled girl knew what was happening to her, that cock was pushing its way into her mouth.
Kristin’s eyes went wide as she realized what had happened. Her first thought was oh my God, I’ve got a cock in my mouth.
Her second thought was this can’t be happening to me. I don’t suck cocks.
Her third thought was maybe this wasn’t so bad. In fact, she kind of liked it. She kind of liked having a cock in her mouth.
The cock pushed in deeply only to pull back again just so that it could push forward once more and it wasn’t long before Kristin got the message. That was her job. It wasn’t enough to have a cock in your mouth. You had to suck that cock.
Mmm, and now that she knew what her mouth was meant for, it wasn’t so hard to give that cock exactly what it wanted. Her mouth was fucking that cock and she had the feeling that that cock absolutely loved what she was doing to it.
Something was about to happen. For the life of her, Kristin had no idea how she knew that that was the case but she knew that something was about to happen.
She couldn’t stop herself anymore even if she had wanted to. There was just something about sucking that cock that was all so appealing. All she’d had to do was to get it into her mouth and it was almost as if she couldn’t stop herself anymore. She just had to keep sucking that cock.
But still, something was about to happen.
She heard the owner of the cock groan and in that instant, she knew what it was that had been about to happen. That cock was cumming. That cock was cumming in her mouth. Ewww! That was so gross.
She swallowed but still it seemed, that cock kept on cumming. Ewww.
That was so gross.
Of course, it was all just a dream, the girl told herself the next day. It had to be, the teen told herself. If it hadn’t been, well that would have meant that somehow there was a stranger who’d somehow broken into her mom’s house and more than that, eww, it would have meant some guy had cum in her mouth.
The odd thing the teen told herself was that yeah, the idea of some guy cumming in her mouth was still gross but it wasn’t quite as gross as maybe it should have been.
And anyway, it wasn’t like something that some of her girlfriends hadn’t already done before. Well, not all of them of course and Peggy was a total slut. She’d had her first fuck by the time she was fourteen but it was a way to keep an overamorous boy at bay if you were into that kind of thing. Look I won’t have sex with you but if you want, I’ll suck your cock.
Of course, some of the girls were okay with sucking a cock but heaven help the guy who actually came in her mouth.
Up until that day, Kristin would have thought that she was the type of girl who didn’t want to suck a cock and who most definitely didn’t want a guy to cum in her mouth but if she really was that kind of girl, then why the heck was she having dreams about a guy cumming in her mouth?
Unfortunately your her, she just didn’t have a good answer for that one.
This time, there were four of them and they all had their cocks out as if they knew what she wanted from them.
“This time, you’re going to suck me and my friends,” she heard a man’s voice say to her.
Okay, maybe she’d been distracted, the teen told herself. Okay, maybe there was no maybe about it. It was just the idea of four men in her bedroom and all of them with their cocks hanging out like they totally expected her to service them.
Service them. That was an interesting choice of words but she liked it. Service them. Yeah, she could do that. She could service them good.
But then she remembered the man’s voice. She really hadn’t been paying attention to it but oh my God, they wanted her to suck all of those cocks and suddenly Kristin found herself licking her lips in anticipation. Oh my God. She really wanted this, the teen told herself. She really, really wanted this.
But then the men were moving in and the first of them thrust his cock up against Kristin’s mouth and Kristin couldn’t help but notice just how eagerly her mouth welcomed the man in.
Kristin soon found that it was different with four men. With four men, you couldn’t focus all your attention on one man and ignore the rest and the truth was she didn’t want to ignore any of them. Almost as soon as she’d started sucking on the first cock, one of the men had taken hold of her hand and had led her hand up to his cock and it wasn’t long after that another of the men had done the same thing with her other hand.
Oh my God. That was so cool. It wasn’t like this was the first time she’d ever touched a cock before but all the other times had been with boys and these were men’s cocks and there was something about men’s cocks. They were just so much bigger and fatter and they even seemed hotter and men’s cocks lasted longer. She was finding she liked men’s cocks.
Her mouth moved over to one of the cocks she’d been stroking and her hand moved over to the last cock she hadn’t touched yet. One of the men was stroking her hair as she sucked that cock. “There you go,” she heard someone say.
And then she was moving again.
Each of the cocks was different and each of them was the same but in the end, the only thing that really mattered was that each of them was a man’s cock and that she was sucking those cocks.
“Oh fuck,” she heard one of the men groan and instinctively, Kristin knew what that meant. He was about to cum and he was going to cum in her mouth.
She should have pulled back. She knew that. She should have pulled back but before she could, she felt the man’s hand behind her head and holding her rooted to his cock.
“That’s it,” he told her. “Take it.”
He was going to do it. He was going to cum in her mouth and suddenly Kristin knew she wanted. She didn’t know why she’d thought it was gross before but she wanted him to do it.
“Here it comes.”
Mmm. She definitely knew that and she couldn’t help but love the feel of the cum in her mouth. She swallowed what he’d given her so far so that he could give her more.
Her mouth moved on to the next cock even as her hands stroked the remaining two and it wasn’t long before he was rewarded with another mouth full of cum.
She’d moved on to the third man even as her hand kept her hand on the fourth one. He was almost there. He was almost ready.
“Oh fuck,” a man groaned but it wasn’t the one whose cock shed been sucking. It was the other one and he groaned again and now suddenly, he was cumming on her face.
But Kristin just couldn’t stop what she was doing so even as the one man came on her face, she continued to suck the other one’s cock and moments later, she was rewarded with another dose of cum in her mouth. She couldn’t believe it, the teen thought to herself. If she would have known that having a man cum in her mouth was this good, she would have done this a whole lot earlier.
She couldn’t help herself but she almost wished it wasn’t a dream. Four men. Four cocks. There was a part of her that was saying it didn’t get any better than that.
Of course, she wasn’t the girl that she had been in her dream but maybe that was the whole reason for having the dream in the first place. It was a way that she could do the things that she would never do.
School just seemed to drag on that day because Kristin’s mind always seemed to keep coming back to her dream. Four men, the girl thought. Now that was impressive.
Okay, it was kind of sluttish, but it was also impressive, and there was something else. It couldn’t be just any four men. It had to be the right four men. She wasn’t sure how she knew it or how she’d know which man was right, but it had to be the right four men.
Still, what was most impressive was that she’d sucked four men’s cocks. Wow!
“I can’t be with you anymore, Brian,” she told her boyfriend.
“Huh. Why not?”
“It’s because I’m a slut and it’s because there’s no way you could ever satisfy me.”
Wait a minute. She hadn’t meant to say THAT! In fact, she hadn’t really meant to say anything that she was saying. It was just that after her dream last night, well, she certainly hoped it was a dream, but after her dream last night, she just couldn’t help but admit how dirty she’d been or just how much she’d liked it.
No, that was wrong. She hadn’t just liked it. She’d loved it. The way those men had used her body, she’d so totally loved that.
She’d been a dirty girl and she’d liked that. That’s why she’d come to the conclusion that she had to push Brian away. He was too good for her but she hadn’t meant to tell him she was a slut.
“I don’t understand,” Brian said.
No, she hadn’t meant to tell him she was a slut but she had and more than that, she’d liked it. There was just something about that word that was so hot. Maybe she wasn’t a slut but she certainly liked calling herself one.
“I don’t understand,” Brian said again.
“What’s there to understand. I already told you. I’m a slut.”
Ooh, there it was. That rush of total hotness. Yes indeed. There was no denying it. She liked calling herself a slut even if that wasn’t what she was.
“You’re not a slut,” Brian was trying to say.
God, didn’t he get it. She was trying to push him away. It was for his own good and yet he kept wanting to come back to her. What a wimp and she hated wimps. Wimps had small cocks and small cocks could never satisfy a slut as hot as her.
“I don’t know why you’re saying these things,” Brian was saying.
Now she was starting to get ticked off. She’d tried to be nice to him and not hurt his feelings because they’d spent time together but she couldn’t be expected to hang around with wimps and their wimpy cocks. God, just the thought of that. A guy with a limp cock. What a waste. There was no reason to even try and be nice to someone like that. “Look,” she said. “I was trying to be nice but I guess that didn’t work so let’s just lay it out in simple tuerms that even you can understand. I don’t want you. I don’t want you and your stupid, little wimpy cock. I’m pretty sure your stupid cock could never satisfy a slut as hot as me. What I need is a real man and not some stupid, little boy who only wishes he were a man.”
Kristin wasn’t sure why she’d added that last part but now that she had, she was glad she had. She was right. What she needed was a real man.
Brian was finally starting to get it. He pulled back. “I don’t know what’s come over you all of the sudden ut if that’s the way you want to be then fine. We’re through,” and with that, he turned and walked away.
Kristin couldn’t help but feel a momentary twinge of guilt as she walked Brian walk away but what she’d told him had been right. He wasn’t the right guy for her. Better to let him know that now than let it just kind of drag on and on and on. That’s when she realized though that she’d forgotten something. He’d driven her to school. That meant he was her ride home. She supposed she could have gotten a ride from one of her friends but the way she was feeling at that very moment, there was something else she had in mind instead.
It wasn’t long before Harold showed up in front of the school in his Camaro. “Need a ride?” he asked with a smile.
Kristin had always thought the car was dumb before but now not so much so. The Camaro was a muscle car. It was a man’s car, and she most certainly liked men. She hopped in the car. “I want to thank you for doing this,” she said.
Harold just waved that away. “No, thank you. I know things haven’t always been smooth between me and you and your sisters so I want to thank you for giving me a call.”
That was sweet, Kristin had to admit.
“So what was the matter?” Harold asked as they pulled away from the curb.
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Boy troubles.”
“I said I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Fair enough but if you ever do want to talk, just remember that I used to be a boy once, too.”
She was on her hands and her knees and there was a man driving his cock into her from behind and Kristin couldn’t help but moan. This was what her pussy was made for.
Her pussy was wet, of course. After all, how could it not be. She was getting fucked so of course her pussy was wet and it was a good thing it was because there was no way that that cock was taking it easy on her.
She had no idea who the man was. It would have been so easy to find out though. All she had to do was to turn her head and look and yet ...
And yet she had the feeling that somehow, that wasn’t allowed, and besides, there was something to be said for not knowing. There was something to be said for staring straight ahead and letting the man fuck the hell out of her pussy.
And besides, she didn’t need to look. She liked the way the man held her hips as he fucked her pussy. She like that a lot.
And she liked the way his cock was using her pussy. It wouldn’t take that much for her pussy to give in to what that cock wanted her to be and yet at the same time, she wanted to hold back if only for a moment longer but she knew that was impossible. She could feel it happening and she wanted it to happen. She wanted that cock to take advantage of her only ...
Only she woke up or at least she thought she had just on the verge of that cock having its way with her and Kristin couldn’t help but feel frustrated. She’d wanted that cock to cum inside her. She’d wanted it so bad.
It wasn’t like she went in right away. It took courage to do that, she told herself, so she stood outside and she looked at the place from across the street and all the while, she tried to pretend like that wasn’t what she’d been doing.
Of course, she knew she was going to do it. It just took courage.
What are you waiting for, she asked herself.
She didn’t have an answer for that.
If you’re going to do it, then do it.
She moved slowly at first but then finally once she knew that she wasn’t going to run away, she darted across the street and then she was ducking inside the place.
The man behind the counter looked up at her entrance. He was big and bald and he had an earring in his nose. “You eighteen,” he growled and Kristin nodded.
“Well all right then. Come on in.”
She’d never been here before. As far as she knew, none of her friends had. It was kind of a taboo place and that kind of excited her.
An adult bookstore although as far as she could tell, there weren’t any books on the shelves. Magazines yes but books, no, but even the magazines weren’t what she was looking for.
She was looking at some of the toys and she knew the clerk was watching her but she pretended not to notice. She was moving on, on to where the videos were.
Oh my God. There were so many and then she found a section devoted just to teens, teens like she was. They all seemed to have girls on the cover but no men. It wasn’t until she turned them over that she saw pictures of the girls having sex.
Even if she didn’t realize what she was doing, she found herself looking at the girls and thinking to herself that she could do that. And she could do that, too. Oh yeah, and she actually wanted to do that.
It was the pictures of girls with older men that really excited her. If a guy looked near enough in age to the girl he was fucking, it wasn’t interesting but if he was older, like maybe he was wearing a tie or something, or like he was the janitor in the school or something, if he was older ... that excited her.
What was she doing here, she finally asked herself. Was she actually going to buy one of these?
She already knew she wasn’t. If she did and mom found out, mom would like totally kill her.
So what was she doing here?
Just looking, she told herself. Just looking and maybe, just maybe, maybe fantasizing just a little. That’s all.
Kristin laid there in the dark. She had no idea what the time was but she just couldnt seem to make herself move enough to look at her clock. She just laid there inher bed and she looked straight up at the ceiling and that’s when she felt it. Someone else was on her bed and then that someone was sliding between her covers and still, she couldn’t look.
She felt a man’s hand on her body. She wasn’t sure how she knew it was a man’s hand but she was sure. It was a man’s hand and her body was perfectly willing to let that hand tell her exactly what it wanted her to do.
She rolled over onto her side and she felt the man come up behind her and oh yes, it was most definitely a man and more than that, Kristin was sure that it was the same man who had fucked her doggie the night before.
One hand was reaching underneath her even as the other one positioned itself possessively on her hip. The one reaching underneath her was tugging at her pajama top even as the other one seemed to want to push her pajama bottoms down.
The top was coming up nicely but now it was bunched up around her tits. The hand was tugging at it and finally, the top came up past her breasts and finally, her breasts wer out in open and there was the hand feeling up her tits.
Meanwhile, the other hand was pulling her pajama bottoms down. Down from her waist and down past her hips and down around her knees. Mmm, she felt so exposed and she couldn’t help but like it.
She could feel the man pressing his body up against her and now that he was, there was something else that was certain, too. The man was naked or at least the important parts of him were and Kristin couldn’t help but feel hot as he pressed his body up against hers.
And even more than that, her pussy was now just as exposed as his cock was and that meant, mmm, that meant she wanted to give him just as much access to her pussy as he could possibly get.
And yet even though his cock was right there, he seemed to almost be reluctant to stick it in. Kristin was starting to feel frustrated. Couldn’t he see that she wanted it. What the heck was wrong with her? She was sure this was the same man who’d fucked her just the night before. Well if she’d been good enough for him then, why wasn’t she good enough now.
And still, the cock did nothing but seemingly wait at her entrance.
Damn it. She was so horny. She couldn’t take this anymore.
Maybe he needed a little encouragement and as soon as that thought was in her head, she knew that was exactly what she needed, too.
She opened her legs and she let her hand slide between her thighs. There was the cock, just like she’d knew it would be and she couldn’t help but moan as she wrapped her hand around that cock. Mmm, she loved the feel of that cock but then she was bringing it forward, bringing it up to her pussy, stroking the head of that cock with her wet lips.
Oh yeah, he got the picture, Kristin thought as the man slid his cock into her willing cunt. Oh my God, yeah. He wasn’t holding back now. He was fucking her good just the way her pussy needed to be fucked.
Closer, yeah. Her pussy was getting closer. It was almost as if her pussy was just waiting for his cock to cum.
Mmm. What would that feel like? Kristin didn’t know except that up until a few days ago, she hadn’t had a cock cum in her mouth and now she loved it and she had a feeling that when she finally had a cock cum in her pussy, she was going to love it, too.
And it was going to happen any second now. Any second. That was all.
And then ... what, no, but her alarm clock was going off. No, it couldn’t be. She’d been so close. It wasn’t fair. She’d been just about to have a man cum in her pussy and God damn it, it just wasn’t fair.
Kristin was in a foul mood and she had been all day. Maybe if she’d been honest with herself, she might have admitted that the reason she was in such a bad mood was because of that stupid dream the night before.
Okay, it had bothered her. It wasn’t like she really wanted some man she didn’t even know to cum in her pussy but dammit, to have come that far and to have gotten that close and then to have it all end literally at the pint of climax, well he’ll yeah, she had areas on to be pissed off.
And that feeling hadn’t eased one bit.
She practically threw her book bag down when she finally got home.
“What’s wrong with you?” her mother had asked.
“Nothing,” the teen had said foully.
“Uh huh.”
“I said there’s nothing wrong with me,” Kristin had growled and that was part of the problem. If there was nothing with her, then why had her dream ended when it did. “I’m going to my room,” she announced.
“Okay. Just remember to not be late for dinner.”
“I won’t.”
Something had awoken her.
Kristin stopped and listened but as far as she could tell, there was nothing.
But something had awoken her and then there it was again, a soft knock on her bedroom door.
Kristin threw her covers aside only to find that she was now naked but then why shouldn’t she be naked, the teen asked herself.
Where were her pajamas, the teen quizzed herself.
Pajamas were okay ... if you were a little kid ... but she wasn’t a kid anymore and besides, she was hot and she was horny. She didn’t need pajamas. What she needed was a cock.
And that’s when she remembered the knock at her door.
There was no reason why the teen should have suspected that there was a man on the other side of her door but she was sure there was so she crept to her door and quietly, she cracked the door open and she peered out.
She was right. No, she was more than right, the teen told herself. There was a man there but he was just as naked as she was and the first thing she saw, the only thing really, was as she looked down, she saw his cock and oh my God, her pussy was so wet, she had to have that cock but first ...
She pulled the door wide open and she dropped to her knees. She didn’t care who saw her. She just knew she had to suck that cock.
And mmm, she wasn’t disappointed. That cock was so big and stiff and hard. That cock was stiff and thick like a man’s cock because that was exactly what it was. It was a real man’s cock.
She couldn’t help herself. The more she sucked, the more intense her need. The more intense her need, the more she sucked, and all the while, the man just stood there as she sucked on his cock.
But something was changing now. Kristin wasn’t sure how she knew it but she knew something was changing now and that just made her suck that cock even harder.
The man groaned and that’s when Kristin got it, a thick load of cum jetting into her hungry mouth. Mmm, she loved it when a man came in her mouth. She swallowed what he’d given her already so he’d have more room to cum in her mouth.
Mmm. She loved it when men came in her mouth.
Eventually when the man had finished coming, she stood and her hand almost immediately found its way to his cock. It was still slick with his cum and her spit but mmm, that just seemed to make it hotter and while maybe it wasn’t quite as hot as it had been, it was still at least semi-rigid. She still hadn’t looked up at the man. How could she look away from his wonderful cock.
And besides, his naked body felt so good pressed up against hers. She squeezed his cock and was rewarded by a jump in his member. He liked that, she realized. “I want you to fuck me,” she said. “I want to ride you.”
“All right,” she heard the man say but his voice sounded strangely garbled. Maybe she was still asleep. Maybe this was all a dream but if it was, she didn’t want to wake up too soon.
She squeezed the man’s cock even as she led him to her bed and it wasn’t long before he was lying there on her covers and she was straddling his body.
Her hand reached between her legs and her hand seized his cock. Ooh, that was hot. Heck, he was hot. His once more stiff cock was hot but what was really hot was her leading his cock to her waiting pussy. She felt wanton for doing it but it was hot, too.
And then she was pushing herself down onto his cock and as hot as it might have been before, that was even hotter.
She loved riding that cock but then she had a feeling she’d love that cock in whatever way she could get it but she knew she loved riding that cock, the way it moved up inside her, the way she could control the action, the way she could fuck herself on that cock. Yeah, she loved that. She loved fucking herself on a man’s cock.
Her mom had done that, she realized. That night of her dream when she’d peered into her mom’s bedroom. Her mom had done that. Only now ... now she could understand why.
“That’s it,” she heard the man say even as his hands held her hips. His voice was clearer now but it ws still a little garbled. “That’s it, Kristin. You’re doing it. You’re doing great.”
Whoever it was was grunting now as she worked herself onto the man’s cock.
“Oh yeah. Almost there,” the man groaned.
Kristin was huffing now as her butt moved up and down and up and down. “That’s it,” she groaned. “That’s it. Fuck yeah. Give it to me. Oh yeah, that’s it. You’re giving it to me so good.”
He was cumming inside her and it did feel good. No, it was better than good. It was great. She loved the feel of that cum as it filled her up and that was when she really finally looked down. For the first time, she could finally see the man she’d been fucking.
The man was Harold.
The school day had come to an end and all she had to do was to go home. Some of her friends were going to the mall and while that sounded appealing, for some reason, Kristin just couldn’t seem to get up on the idea of going to the mall so as much as she might have wanted to go, she went home instead.
Harold was there and he wasn’t alone. He and three of his buddies were waiting for Kristin when she arrived. “It’s about time you got home,” Harold said.
Kristin ducked her head and she wasn’t even sure why. She had nothing to apologize for and yet that was exactly what she was doing.
Harold grinned at her. “It’s okay,” he said. “Just make sure you don’t let it happen again.”
“I won’t.”
“I know you won’t but for now, me and my buddies have been waiting for you to get home and if you don’t mind, we’d like to start out with getting our cocks sucked.”
She couldn’t believe it but these men actually seemed to think that she was going to suck their cocks and yet when the teen looked at herself, she realized that she was indeed dropping to her knees almost as if she was expecting to do exactly that.
The men were standing now and each of them was opening his pants and taking out his cock and in spite of herself, Kristin couldn’t help but lick her lips as the men moved forward.
Okay, the teen thought. Maybe she was going to do this. She still had no idea why and then the first man was offering his cock up to her and she was welcoming him into her mouth.
Mmm, she’d sucked this cock before. She was sure of that and even as her hands came up to stroke two of the other cocks as she knew she must, she became more and more sure of herself. She’d sucked this cock before.
Her mouth moved on to the next cock and just as there had been with the cock before it, Kristin was sure she’d sucked this one, too. She was sure of it. There was no way she could forget a cock.
And then her mouth moved onto the next cock and now she was almost expecting it. She knew this cock, too.
But that had been a dream, the teen told herself.
But what if it wasn’t, the teen told herself and just the thought of that was enough to rock the girl. What if that wasn’t a dream. What if none of it had been a dream. What if everything that she’d thought she’d dreamed had all been real. That would be ...
That would be ...
Hot! That would be hot.
But for now, her attention was solely on the cocks in front of her. She moved on to another cock. She had to suck these cocks, she told herself. She had to make these men cum.
Ooh yeah. Cum in her mouth. It was the sign of a job well done and she absolutely loved it when guys came in her mouth.
And the cool thing was they were getting closer. She didn’t need anyone to tell her that but they most definitely were getting closer.
One of the men groaned and Kristin again slid her mouth over that man’s cock. Suck him, she told herself even as she stroked two of the others. Suck him good.
She did suck him and the man rewarded her with a mouth full of cum. God, she loved that. She loved the taste of cum in her mouth.
But she didn’t have time to dally about. There were other cocks to suck so as soon as that cock had given her its all, her mouth moved on to another of the cocks and almost immediately, she was rewarded with even more cum.
And even as she was still sucking his cock, the third man came right there on her face. Oh my God, the teen thought as the cum oozed down. She should have taken her clothes off first before she’d started to suck their cocks. Next time though and she was sure there would be a next time. Next time, she’d remember to take her clothes off first.
And then she was moving on to the last of the cocks. It was Harold’s and Kristin had to admit that of the four of them, his cock was the best.
Harold just laughed as he stroked the girl’s hair. “Yeah, that’s it,” he told her. “You know what you want.”
She certainly did and she couldn’t wait to get it and almost as if Harold had read her mind, he started to cum in her mouth and the teen absolutely loved it.
It was some time later and the men had all gone home and there was still some time before her mothers and her sisters finally arrived home and Kristin found herself alone with her step father. “Harold?” she asked.
“Yeah, Babe?”
“Could I ask you something?”
“Sure. You can ask me whatever you want.”
“Um, why did you do this to me?”
“Because betrayal is such a sweet aphrodisiac.”
“What?”
“Because betrayal is such a sweet aphrodisiac. Every time you fuck me, you know you’re going to be fucking your mom’s husband. You’re going to continue treating me like shit but when it comes right down to it, you’re going to be fucking me and my friends whenever we want you to.”
Kristin couldn’t help but nod her head. She didn’t want to but what the man said just sounded so right.
“But that’s not the best of it. In time, you’re going to help us bring your sisters in as well. In time, you’re going to make your sisters into as much of a slut as you are right now.”
He was right. Kristin wasn’t sure how she knew that but he was right.
“We chose you first because you were the strongest but now that we’ve broken you, it won’t be long before we have all three of you.”
Harold was right. They’d broken her and she was going to help them out. She was going to betray her sisters and Harold was right about one thing more. Betrayal was such a sweet aphrodisiac. She might have hated herself for what she knew she was going to do but that didn’t mean she wasn’t going to do it and besides, there was something else. “Harold?” she asked.
“Yeah, Babe.”
“Can you do me a favor?”
“What’s that, Babe?”
“I need to be fucked so bad. Can you fuck me?”
Harold just smiled. “Of course but you know you’re going to have to suck my cock first.”
Kristin knew that. In fact, she couldn’t wait. “I know that,” she said.
“Well all right then. Let’s get to it.”
Kristin couldn’t help but moan as she slid Harold’s cock into her mouth. He was right about one thing. She was never going to get used to this and that was a good thing because betrayal was such a sweet aphrodisiac.