Cornered in the Kitchen

Chapter 3

Tessa’s POV

Although the night dragged on, I could not stop reminiscing about the intense orgasm I had experienced right at the counter.

My thighs clenched together at the memory. “Fuck, I can’t help it,” I murmured. I did not think I could remain still without sliding something into this aching pussy.

I felt like I was about to lose my mind. Calling Michael would be like pouring water into an ocean. He would not do shit.

Deep down, I knew my step dad was the one I wanted, more like the one I desperately needed to quench the burning itch between my legs.

I climbed down from the bed and strode downstairs. It was still early, and my mom would return any moment.

I sat in the living room, plotting how I could claim my stepdad’s dick when the door swung open. My mom walked in with a tired smile.

“Tessa,” she called gently. I quickly rushed to her side. “Oh mummy, you look tired.” I helped her with her bag as we sauntered to the room.

“Just work stress,” she whispered with a smile. On getting to the room, she did not bother to knock. 

She jerked the door open, and we came face to face with my stepdad standing naked, water cascading down his body.

My eyes locked onto his massive, thick, and veiny cock. I swallowed hard at the sight before he quickly covered it with a towel.

“Honey, you’re back,” he said as he closed the distance and hugged my mom. Meanwhile, our eyes locked. I winked at him, and I could swear his face flushed with heat.

“Tess, you can go,” my mom dismissed me as she pulled away from the hug.

I smiled briefly and walked out. I had not even taken three steps before I heard the unmistakable sound of passionate kissing.

I pressed my lips together as my legs drew me back toward the door to listen. Fuck, I was not the type to eavesdrop, but I could not resist.

Within a few minutes, I heard the slick rhythm of flesh slapping against flesh and my mom’s breathy moans.

My pussy throbbed at the sound as I pictured myself as the one getting thoroughly fucked instead. “Oh please yes, Sebastian!!” my mom’s desperate moan escaped.

True, the apple did not fall far from the tree. Just like me, she was a cock slut at heart, but she hid it far better.

Unable to contain myself, I walked away. If I had stayed there any longer, I did not know what reckless thing I would do next.

I slumped onto the chair in the living room, lost in filthy thoughts. The sound of approaching footsteps snapped me back to reality.

I watched as Sebastian, wearing only pants, strode to the kitchen, grabbed some water, and gulped it down.

“So fast?” I asked, already on my feet. I knew he understood I was talking to him, but he refused to respond.

“Do you normally cum that quickly?” I asked straight to his face this time.

His mouth hung open. “I don’t have time for this,” he murmured, refusing to leave.

“Oh, but you’re still rock hard. Did you even get to cum?” I threw another question as my gaze dropped to his crotch. 

His cock still stood proud and ready.

“None of your business, woman,” he tried to sound stern, but I stepped closer.

A sly smile curved my lips. “Why don’t I help you out, huh? I don’t mind being your personal cum dumpster,” I whispered, trailing my fingers slowly across his bare chest.

“Your mom is upstairs,” he said. My eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets because he was not rejecting me, he was simply terrified my mom was still awake.

Taking that as my cue, I assured him softly, “She is definitely sleeping. She won’t notice a thing.” He still looked hesitant.

I knew this was my golden chance, so I dropped to my knees immediately.

Yanked his pants down swiftly. “Wait…” he did not finish the word before my mouth engulfed the swollen tip of his cock.

“Uhmmm…” I moaned, licking the salty precum leaking out as I held steady eye contact with him.

I stroked his thick shaft with my hand while occasionally teasing his balls. Then I took him deeper into my warm mouth.

“Fuck!” he cursed as his hand moved to my head, a clear sign of encouragement.

I smiled around his length and moved faster without breaking our gaze. 

He fisted my hair, guiding my mouth as he began thrusting hard and fast, fucking my face with raw urgency.

Even though my jaw started to ache, I kept going. Then I gagged deliberately, letting his cock hit the back of my throat while I hummed, sending vibrations along his throbbing rod.

I felt his legs tremble. “Oh fucking shit!!” he groaned, driving deeper until his cock pulsed violently. 

His grip on my hair tightened, pinning my head in place so I could barely breathe.

My eyes watered, and then I felt it, his hot, thick load spurting straight down my throat.

My eyes widened slightly as I greedily swallowed every drop.

When he finally released my head, I watched him panting heavily while staring down at me.

His hand gently patted my head. “Good girl, thank you for this,” he breathed heavily.

A smirk tugged at my lips. If he thought this was the end, then he was sorely mistaken.

“You don’t have to thank me. After all, you will repay me,” I murmured as I rose to my feet, my hand gently stroking his still-sensitive cock.

His eyes widened. “We can’t! Your mom could wake up at any time,” he tried to reason with me, but what he did not know was that all my sense of caution had flown out the window.

All I cared about was getting fucked senseless until my pussy molded perfectly to his shape.

“And so what? After shooting your load in my mouth, you want to leave me hanging the same way you did last night?” I drew closer. I could feel his cock twitching back to full hardness.

“Shit! Okay, I’m sorry for that, but we really can’t...”

“We can,” I cut in swiftly.

He looked conflicted. “Okay, how about later in your room?”

A dry chuckle slipped past my lips. “Why should I wait when I can have you right now?”

A look of disbelief washed over his face. “What do you mean?”

I grabbed his hand and placed it firmly on my breasts, forcing him to squeeze them roughly. 

“I want your cock buried deep inside me, right now, right here,” I blurted.