Chapter 16
1568 Words
Tessa
I went home with excitement and nervousness coursing through my veins.
Was I not supposed to be scared? Being in the room with a man who wanted to eat me alive, despite being my stepfather, was terrifying. But I was happy that my mom wouldn't be back home on time.
I got out of the taxi in front of the house. I would have come home with Carter, but he had a short meeting to attend, which made me come home earlier than him.
I paid the cab driver and turned to leave when my phone suddenly beeped. It was a message from my mom instructing me to buy the necessary ingredients to make dinner.
I groaned inwardly at the fact that I was already home and would have to turn back.
I walked down to the next store to get some ingredients. It wasn't far from my house, so it only took me a few minutes.
I purchased what I needed and turned to leave when I suddenly heard someone calling my name. I turned around, my gaze met Leah's. She was in the middle of buying a cucumber.
She walked toward me, her eyes never leaving the black nylon bag I was holding.
"What are you doing here?" she asked with excitement. But my eyes were fixed on the cucumber she was holding. It had a shape that reminded me of Carter's c**k and I couldn’t imagine the pleasure I would derive by inserting it inside my wet p***y.
Leah's hand grabbed my shoulder, jolting me back from my deep thought. "I asked you a question," she said, raising her eyebrows, which made me smile nervously.
"I was here to purchase some ingredients," I replied, turning toward the cucumbers arranged on the shelf.
"But I guess I forgot something." I walked toward the cucumbers, my eyes searching to find the exact type Leah was holding, but I couldn't catch a glimpse of any.
"So, you mean you live in this area?" Leah asked, dropping the cucumber.
"Not exactly, a street down," I replied, my gaze darting around her and the cucumber. "Aren't you buying again?" I asked, pointing toward the cucumber, and she nodded quietly.
"Yeah, this one's too big, I'll go for the small one." She picked another one.
A smile spread across my lips as I quickly picked up the cucumber, my eyes fixed on its length, and my mind imagined how it would feel if I inserted it. Will it feel like Mr. Carter's... Coco?
I went to make the payment while Leah talked behind me, but I couldn't pay much attention. I stormed out of the store, and we bid each other farewell.
I got home expecting to see Carter, but he was nowhere to be found. Maybe the meeting took longer? But why did I sound like I was anticipating meeting him?
I went to my room, got changed, and stared at the huge cucumber on the bed. I couldn't wait to see how it felt. I walked down to the kitchen and began preparing dinner.
It was just a Manhattan clam chowder, it wouldn't take much time to be done.
With each movement I made, I was anticipating Carter's return, and I would always glance at the door.
Finally, I finished preparing dinner, and the weather started changing, turning dark. I felt the urge to give Carter a call, but I tried holding myself back.
I made my way to my room, taking off my clothes that now reeked of my sweat, before stepping into the bathroom to take a quick shower.
I wrapped a towel around my waist before stepping into my room. After the shower, my eyes darted to the cucumber. I smirked before walking toward the bed, picking it up, and a gentle smile escaped my mouth as I showered the cucumber with light kisses all over, my tongue slipping on it.
It was as if I was handling Mr. Carter's c**k, and the image cascaded through my brain.
I began stroking the cucumber, the adrenaline inside me pumped much larger as I took it fully inside my mouth, using it to hit the back of my throat.
It didn't feel as soft as Mr. Carter's d**k, but it was still tender, and the pleasure I wanted was there.
I took off my towel, revealing my skin to the air, and rested my back against the bed frame, taking the cucumber toward my p***y and caressing it on me. A low moan escaped my lips with the gentle touch.
I inserted it in slow motion, my body shaking with the pleasure that coursed through me. I pulled it in deeper until only a part of it remained outside, which I was using in holding it.
My second hand wrapped around my hard pink n****e as I enjoyed myself with the pleasure the cucumber rendered.
A loud groan escaped my mouth when the door suddenly swung wide open, revealing Mr. Carter with a devilish smirk.
He didn't seem shocked by the scene, nor did he bother to care, he opened the door widely before stopping inside and locking it, twisting the key.
I pulled out the cucumber, picking up my towel to cover my body, but I wasn't given a chance to do so as Mr. Carter dragged down the towel, his gaze fixed down at my breast.
"You can't wait anymore?" He moved his head closer, his breath filling my neck, and his usual cologne accepting my nostrils.
"I…" my voice trailed off as his tongue rolled over my n****e, sending me to the world I had been longing to go to.
"Why use a cucumber when my c**k is still erect, waiting for your p***y on it?" His voice was hard.
He raised his gaze and picked up the cucumber before tossing it aside. His hand firmly grabbed my breast, as he fondled it, his eyes fixed on me.
I expected to feel pain, but instead, I wanted him to squeeze it more, I wanted to feel the pressure.
"I'm going to punish you for this," he said, his voice firm. "My c**k has to be the only thing that gets access to your pussy." His hand twisted, pulling me off the bed, his fingers digging into my waist. "I'm going to torture you until you plead for mercy." He scoffed before resting his back on the bed, his face inches from mine. The hole in my body ached as he pulled my ass up, resting it toward his face, his mouth at the edge of my p***y, his warm breath filling me.
I bent towards his head, my hand gripping the bed frame to prevent myself from falling, as my legs were weak with anticipation.
He pulled me down slowly until I felt his tongue on my p***y, causing me to inhale sharply. "You're going to beg me, Tess," he whispered, his words sending shivers down my spine.
The next thing I felt was his tongue inside me, slowly inserting and then removing it, teasing my clit with the tip before inserting it again. This time, I could feel it deeper inside, generating a surge of desire through my veins.
My body shook, and my eyes rolled to the side of the room as my hand gripped the bed frame tighter.
His tongue slipped in and off me as if f*****g me with c**k, it was a feeling I would like to last longer.
For a few minutes, I overlook he was my stepfather, one of my hands clutched his hair yanking it deeper inside my p***y.
I could swear I was nearing my climax.
“f**k” I moaned when I was in the middle of firing my orgasm but his tongue suddenly fled me and I felt my body baffled.
I wanted him more, more until I reached my orgasm but he wasn’t in for that, he pulled me down from him, and his palm slapped my hard breast.
“Why did you stop it?” My face looked down as those words slipped from my lips.
He pulled me closer his lips resting on mine as his breath replenished my face “I’m going to torture you until you beg me” he proclaimed his hand trailing to my p***y and he inserted one of his fingers inside a loud groan that escaped my mouth. “Ple..please” I pleaded, his hand playing on my p***y.
“Beg me more” he added another finger and I twisted my face to the side holding his head with my two hands.
“Please I beg of you, sir…” I implored my voice more audible.
“Include Daddy. Tessa your torture is getting vastly” he enunciate his lips grabbing one my of pink n*****s as he sucked it lightly his tongue rolled on it
“I want you…now…Daddy” my voice skipped and I heard him releasing a satisfied smile.
Suddenly we heard the horn of a car and my eyes
broadened.
“I guess your mom is back” he revealed and I pushed him away standing up. My eyes snagged my naked self on the mirror
“My mom” I whispered thinking of how my life would end if Mom caught me in this position.
Mr Carter looked nothing scared as if he was enjoying seeing me shaking.
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