Big Men of the House:55 Book Story Bundle Box Set(5)

By: Wendy Pound

Once Kevin was fully moved in, my mom came to me in my room. “Hey Amanda, I have a proposition for you. Now hear me out before you say no.”

“Okay...,” I said hesitantly. If she already knew I was going to say no then I probably wasn't going to like what she had to say.

“Okay so the firm is sending me to a trial in Oregon and I'll be gone for at least a week. So what I was thinking was that you and Kevin come along with me!” She was trying to act like it was tropical paradise or something like that.

“Really Mom, that sounds like the most boring trip ever. Sitting in a hotel room all day isn't my idea of fun.”

“No c'mon! I think it's the perfect way for you and Kevin to spend some quality time together.” There it was. Ever since she met him, it's been all about Kevin. For a second, I thought she wanted me to come along so we could spend time alone together.

I shook my head, “Yeah I don't think so. I'll pass.”

“What if I make it worth your while?” she said. My interest was piqued.

“Go on...”

“What if I take you shopping and buy you a whole new wardrobe?” Her face was really animated.

I was desperate for new clothes. My whole closet was full of things I bought years ago. “Really!?”

“Yeah whatever you want. I'll even get you a few pairs of shoes,” she winked.

Maybe a one week vacation would be good for me. “Well I've never been to Oregon before.” My mom knew she had convinced me. All of the sudden, she wrapped her arms around me and hugged harder than ever before. She obviously wanted Kevin and I to get along really badly. “When do we leave?”

“Pack your bags because we leave tomorrow for Portland!”

I always hated flying. All these people packed into a sardine can soaring high in the sky. Going from the east coast to the west takes a long time. I've only been airsick once though. I was a just a kid and I was flying with my parents. The plane was maxed out and I had to sit apart from my parents. I felt abandoned even though they were only a few rows behind me. I was stuck in the middle between two fat guys who could barely fit in their seats. The flight was only an hour and a half but the whole time I felt like I could barely breathe. Halfway through, I got incredibly nauseous. I'd never touched those airsickness bags before because I thought they were disgusting. That time though, I grabbed it right away and threw up all the peanuts I had eaten earlier. Ever since then, I've never liked airplanes.

This flight, I got to sit in the window seat. It was really neat to see all of America as we flew over it. Kevin sat next to me and my mom got the aisle seat because she had a big fear of heights. Kevin leaned in close to me as he looked out the window. “Great view, huh?” I breathed in his manly scent which sent a jolt of electricity through my veins. He smelled so nice.

I looked out the window and down at a bunch of mountains. “Uhh yeah it's looks amazing down there.” I could feel a warmness between my thighs. I was confused at how a smell could turn me on so much. I wriggled in my seat, trying to get comfortable. I felt a sexual need building up. I had to release it. My face felt very flush. I tried not to look over at Kevin and my mom in case they could read my mind somehow.

“I'm not feeling very good,” I lied. “I'm going to go to the bathroom.” Kevin looked at me concerned.

“Oh don't worry Kevin, Amanda's always gotten airsick ever since she was little.” My mom and Kevin unbuckled their seat belts and stood up to let me pass by. I walked casually to the front of the plane to find that the bathroom was occupied. I stood there waiting and I could feel a warm wetness between my legs. My skin was so sensitive. I felt like my whole body was on fire. I knocked on the bathroom door. How could someone take so long?

Suddenly the door folded open and a gross old man hobbled out. “Sorry miss,” he croaked.

I smiled and squeezed by him. I crammed into the tiny bathroom, shutting the door and making sure it was locked. I saw myself in the small mirror and my face was bright red. It looked like I had just had a ton of sex. I quickly unbuttoned my jeans and shoved my hand down my pants. My underwear was completely soaked. My fingers reached down and felt my dripping wet pussy. My touch sent my body into overdrive. I rubbed my fleshy hood and I instantly received an injection of pleasure.

Kevin popped into my head and I tried to shake him out. I didn't want to fantasize about him but I couldn't help it. He was my stepdad. It was wrong to think of him in that way. I imagined him crowding into the bathroom with me. His lips touched mine and my body surged against his. Kevin turned me around and pinned me against the bathroom door. He slowly pulled my pants down and I could hear him unzipping his. He shoved all of his veiny meat inside me and I moaned loudly.

I rubbed my clit furiously in all directions. I bit my bottom lip to keep myself from moaning too loudly. All I was able to do was let out a quiet whimper. The ecstasy was building more and more. I wanted to touch myself forever. I pictured Kevin fucking me against the door with his hard cock. The he pulled out and forced me to my knees.

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