“Dan,” I murmured. “Oh my God, I need you.”
I sat up and looked around the room. My fingers weren’t enough to get me off. I really needed to fuck something. I grabbed my pillow and sat astride it. Finally, I saw an advantage to frills. The lace on the pillow tickled my clit as I rubbed my cunt back and forth over it. I was facing the wall and so I put a hand out above the headboard to steady myself, the other holding the pillow in place. I moved back and forth across it, feeling the lace as it rubbed across my heat. I left a large spot of my creamy wetness on the edge of the pillow as I rubbed myself. I didn’t care. That end would be against the headboard tonight and tomorrow I’d buy some new linen. I felt the pressure begin to build inside me and fucked the pillow in a frenzy. “Please, please, now, now. I can’t wait any longer. I need you inside me. Please, oh God, please. Now. Now. Oh yeah, right there, right there. Ohhhhhhhhh.”
I shuddered against the pillow, collapsing face down on the bed with my ass in the air, while the judders subsided. I threw the pillow back to the top of the bed and then turned around quickly, but there was no one there.
I could have sworn I heard my door click.
Chapter 4
Parker
I wondered whether to stay here or go see a shrink. First up my father dumped me for a whore, then I found the bitch’s daughter wasn’t who I thought she would be. I’ll be honest I had expected some jumped-up, entitled brat, but no, instead I discovered my new stepsister was prime pussy. When she had sassed me I thought my dick was gonna punch through my boxers. It was a shame as I watched her walk away that she had that flouncy sundress on. I didn’t get to check out her ass.
Now all of a sudden I’d had another idea that might just bring my new step mommy running back to Port Jeff. It would be a gamble but by the sound of it, she didn’t give too much of a damn about her daughter either, but Dan had told me she raised Kayla until she was eighteen before she ditched her, so maybe Patty did have some feelings for her daughter after all. So I planned to seduce Kayla. Get my new stepsister into bed and then I would go tell Mommy. If nothing else it would be great to see the bitch’s smug face fall for once, that was if the botox allowed an expression.
In the meantime, Dan had given me a roof over my head and I was grateful. I had no problem in working at the gallery in return. I found the place calming, surrounded by all the paintings. It wasn’t hard work, thank fuck, as I had never done anything more than hang out with my friends before. As I had gained some independence I found I really liked it. What I didn’t like was having been cut off from my inheritance while I had learned to stand on my own two feet. She was behind that, the bitch.
Still, Dan wasn’t charging rent. The guy had a daddy complex, wanting to care for me and by the looks of things for Kayla too. I needed to make sure he didn’t see my attempts to seduce her or I would be out on my ass. I had to be careful.
After I finished my swim—I was so glad Dan had a pool as I’d swum at home every day to keep my toned physique—I showered in the pool house and then made my way back to the house. I passed Dan, who carried a towel and was going for a dip himself. It was a hot day. I looked up at Kayla’s window and noted the windows were closed. Good job Dan had air conditioning or she would have fainted from the heat. I decided to take her up a glass of iced water. Show her I was a decent guy. Until I wasn’t.
As I stood outside her door I heard her moan. It sounded like she must be asleep, so it looked like my attempt to get friendly would have to wait. Only then I heard her say, ‘Oh my God I need you,’ followed by the unmistakable moan of a woman about to come. I placed the tumbler of water on the sideboard and moved closer to her door.
The door was slightly ajar, so I pushed lightly, hoping to God it wouldn’t make a noise. As it opened just a centimeter, I could see Kayla was naked, facing the headboard and sat straddling her pillow. Fuck, my cock hardened like I had a candle down my boxers. It was in danger of setting alight all by itself too. She rubbed herself back and forth across that lucky son of a bitch pillow. Her head was thrown back as she gave herself over to her pleasure.
‘Please, please, now, now. I can’t wait any longer. I need you inside me. Please, oh God, please. Now. Now. Oh yeah, right there, right there. Ohhhhhhhhh.’
I watched as my stepsister shuddered against that pillow and then collapsed forward. Her backside was pert and I so wanted to fuck that puckered asshole that winked at me. But I needed to get out of there fast. I needed to not be caught staring at Kayla’s limp, satiated body. Instead, I needed to head to my room RIGHT NOW, and jerk off.
I closed the door then realised too late that I had closed it completely. So I quickly moved down the landing and into my own room.
I locked my door. There was no way anyone was interrupting me while I jerked off to the image of Kayla masturbating.
Lying on my bed face up, head against the pillows, I pulled my shorts and boxers off and threw them on the other side of the bed. My hand curled around my twelve inch dick and I closed my eyes and imagined it was Kayla’s hand. Soon, hopefully, it would be. The next time she masturbated I was going to walk in and catch her. Dirty, filthy Kayla. I held my girth firmly and stroked my hand up and down my shaft. This is what she should have been sitting on. Not that fucking pillow. What a waste, her juices soaking into the cotton when they could have been sliding down my cock. Hell, I thought, I have to get hold of that pillow sometime and smell it. Smell her cum. Fuck, my dick got even harder. Yeah, maybe I would jerk off in her room after I smelled that pillow. Open up the pillowcase and pump my cum into it so that when she went to sleep she smelled my cum. Oh yeah. I pumped faster and faster imagining Kayla had my cock in her mouth. That gorgeous, long red hair falling forward as she bobbed her head up and down. I would fist her hair in my hand and hit the back of her throat with my dick. Make her choke. Maybe I would hold her neck just a little tight. Nothing dangerous, just a hint to see how dirty she would play for me. My thoughts returned back to the pillow and away from Kayla blowing me. In my mind I was in her room with her pillow in my hand where I opened my eyes, grabbed my shorts and as my balls tightened, I shot my load in a stream of white creamy spunk all over the inside of it. That’s what it would be like, baby. Just like that. With a deep sigh, I wiped myself off and closed my eyes.
Chapter 5
Kayla
I knew I couldn’t stay in my room forever and my stomach had started to rumble so around seven I headed back downstairs. The aroma of food had hit my nostrils as I walked down the stairs and sure enough, as I headed to the kitchen Daniel was making supper.
“Macaroni and cheese, with salad and some bread. Sound okay?”
“It smells delicious,” I t
old him honestly.
“There’s a bottle of red over on the dining table. It’s had its breathing time, so go ahead and pour yourself a glass.”
“Thanks.”
I took a seat at the wooden dining table. I was pleased the chairs were cushioned as I had put on a pair of shorts and a tank top and I didn’t want any of my uncovered flesh sticking to the seat because of the heat. Reaching over I lifted the bottle of wine and poured a healthy measure into my glass. Hopefully, it would help to relax me so I could get through a meal with Daniel. Heavy footsteps came from above. I followed the sound as it moved down the stairs until Parker appeared in the kitchen-diner. He immediately went over to the fridge, took out a beer and cracked it open. He was pretty well settled for someone who had only lived here a short time.
“Hey, big sis.” He winked, sitting down across from me.
“I’m not your sister. I don’t even know you.” I threw back.
“Yeah, I was thinking about that,” he said, rubbing his chin with a finger. “If you’re not going to be able to get your mom away from my dad, maybe we should get to know each other better if we’re family.”