Beth and her friend Theresa walked home from school, down the tree lined street on a friday evening. Kicking leaves and gossiping about boys. It was nearing the end of the school year and it was warm and slightly humid, the street spackled with sunlight falling through the leaves.
Beth was young. 20. her hair was a dark caramel color, glossy and often reflected many different warm colors in the sun. Her skin was rosy and fresh with her youth and her body was ripe and full. Her breasts had grown suddenly a year before and now were abundant and round, drawing men's eyes in a way that caused them to practically walk into walls. Her lips were naturally red and pouty, most men got hard in their pants just at the things they imagined when they saw those lips. Her eyes were large and deep, a sparkling amber brown color shot with green. She looked fresh and innocent, yet caused nothing but lascivious thoughts in the men around her. She smiled and laughed a lot, and was whip smart. She'd stayed in her home town after college, attending community college. She barely noticed the boys at school and seemed too preoccupied with studying to return their attentions. She never dated.
Beth was wearing a long flowery skirt that fell straight to her ankles, a light material that moved smoothly around her legs. Her shirt was a button up white shirt that was from the year before and pulled a little bit across her breasts.
Theresa asked Beth if she wanted to come over for dinner and Beth paused for a minute. "I'd love to actually, but my stepdad is kind of weird about me making it home for dinner every night. He considers it important that we eat together like a family ever since mom left" Beth doesn't look Theresa in the face and looks a little awkward. "I'd invite you over, but he considers it our 'alone' time." They were at her yard now, her step father was in the yard watching them as they arrived. He heard Beth say "but maybe I can come over after dinner! I'll give you a call later" Theresa said how much fun that would be, they'd rent movies and then skipped towards her own house a few blocks away, waving at Beth's father as she left.
Beth walked past her dad (he insisted she call him that in his presence, although her mother had only married him a year before she'd walked out on them 2 years before) and into the house. He followed her in. "I'm sorry Beth, but I need you here tonight. I have company, and I told them about dinners at our house. there will be a feast"
:::Flash back two years:::
.. Her mother has been married to her new step father, John, for a year. Her mother has been acting more and more strange... distant. One day she just disappears. They wait, thinking she'll return after a few days but they just receive a letter a month later saying she couldn't hack it anymore and wouldn't be returning.
John is angry.. depressed. Beth worries for him and takes care of him. Cooking their dinners.. being extra good and sweet and helpful, studying extra hard and trying to please him with her good grades. Occasionally he plummets into such anguish she sits next to him and holds his head to her and soothes him. After time, he begins pulling her into his lap and holding her...crying into her neck. He becomes more and more strange. Almost as though something in him has shifted, by her mothers betrayal. They're also having financial difficulty, as her mother was the true breadwinner of the house. John starts insisting that she call him Dad or Daddy. She wants to make him feel better and complies. Their relationship has become a little strange, but she figures he just needs to work through this stage. She catches him staring at her sometimes, with a look somewhere between anger and hunger. She gets a strange thrill from it, as she is just blossoming into her womanhood, her figure rounding, and recognizing her fledgling sexual power. It feels gratifying to be looked at by a man and not a pimply little adolescent. The months pass and he becomes more and more erratic...but their lives also fall into a sort of rhythm.
One day he is in one of his moods and is clutching her to him, shuddering a little. She assumes he is depressed, and sits there passively..rubbing his hair. Suddenly his grip seems a little more insistent and he is pushing her head towards his lap. She pulls back in shock, but he grabs her head again and pushes it towards his lap. "Please. Please, it will make me feel so much better" She looks up into his ravaged face, his eyes burning at her. She swallows and makes a quick decision. She lowers her head and with a shaking hand reaches for his zipper. Breathe hisses through his teeth.
She slowly unzips his pants, her throat convulsing with fear. She's never seen a penis before. She pulls open his pants and gasps at the sight of his erection. It looks so huge. It's swollen with veins standing out in relief. The tip is glistening. She's both fascinated and terrified. His dick jumps under her scrutiny and she pulls back. He reaches and pulls her back gently...his hand against the back of her head, guiding her. She looks up at him in trepidation. She isn't sure what to do.
"Kiss it" he says. She leans down and kisses the side, his dick leaps in reaction. "lick it" She flicks her tongue out nervously and laps at the side of the shaft. He groans softly ."more" She grows a little braver and starts licking up and down the shaft... she finds herself liking the power she has over him.
He suddenly holds her jaw and is forcing her mouth open. She struggles a little bit but then settles.. he moves the tip of his penis into her opening mouth. She is amazed at the salty flavor of his skin, the silky skin that stretches tight over his engorged rod. He slides himself further into her wet mouth and makes guttural noises. "Open your mouth more" he says . She complies and he is filling her mouth with his enormous cock. She gags and saliva rushes into her mouth. "open the back of your throat" he whispers. He holds either side of her head and moves her up and down on him. "suck and lick" he says. She milks him slowly and he throws his head back, his mouth tightened into a grimace. She stares up at him while she sucks him off and he lifts his head to stare down at her pouting red lips wrapped around the length of him. His body begins to tense and the hand on her head grips into her hair with a desperate insistence. She tries to pull back because suddenly he is moving deeper and with greater force into her mouth, but his grip won't allow her head to move. Suddenly his head falls back on the couch and he groans loudly "oh god your mouth feels so good" and her throat is being filled with something warm and salty and thick. She tries to pull away again but he holds her there , whispering "drink it. all of it" and she gulps at the liquid that is spurting out of him, down her throat.