Caught: Contemporary Taboo Romance (2 page)

“You okay, baby girl?”

I looked up and saw Harley peeking his head in the room.

“I was just fighting with my boyfriend. He's a real prick. Is mom home? I need to talk to someone.”

“No, she's at work late again. What's wrong? You can talk to me.”

I jumped up and ran to him, throwing my arms around his hard, muscular chest. He put his arms around me loosely, and I felt safe. I knew it was wrong, but I pulled back a little and leaned my head up a little so I could kiss him on the lips. He was surprised, but he couldn't walk away with my arms wrapped around him.

“Well, the way I see it. This guy, whoever he is, got you wanting to smoke cigars, so he's obviously not good for you. Smoking is not good for you. ”

“I know.” I took my arms from around his shoulders and took a step back. “I don't even like smoking, but I wanted to feel it in my mouth.”

Harley nodded, not saying anything. I could tell he was uncomfortable by the way he shifted from one foot to the other.

“That's normal,” he said after a few long seconds had passed in silence.

“Yeah...”

I headed over to my bed and sat down, still facing him. I wanted to tell him about sucking Chuck's dick – my first one – but I knew I couldn't. And as soon as I thought about him and how mean he'd been, I started crying again, my tiny body shaking as tears started streaming down my face.

“What's wrong, baby girl?”

He sat down on the edge of my bed, causing the mattress to bend down quite a bit. Still crying, I leaned over and put my head in his lap. As he stroked my hair gently, I stopped crying.
Is he getting HARD?
I moved my head a little and noticed there was a bulge in his pants. He moved, as if he was wanting to get up, so I did something I'd never dreamed of doing.

My long, thin fingers reached into the top of his sweatpants. His cock was huge, much bigger than Chuck's or any that I'd seen before. He leaned back on the bed a little, his hands flat on the bed to steady him. When he didn't stop me, I pulled his cock all the way out, pulling his pants down a little at the same time.

His big, black cock was as thick as my wrist, but I knew I wanted it in my mouth. He was being so nice to me, and mom was such a bitch to him. He was a good man in my mind. My lips parted slightly as my tiny pink tongue slipped out. Slowly, my head started moving toward the monster between his legs. I was just about to kiss the shaft when we both heard the front door open.

“Anyone home?”

My mother's voice was loud. He jumped up and pulled up his pants in one smooth motion. Before I knew it, he was out of my room and jogging toward the bathroom. Mom came up just a few minutes later and peered in my door.

“You seen Harley, honey?” she asked.

“I think he's taking a shower or something.”

I hoped he was taking a shower, but the feeling of almost being caught was so intense.

“Okay, dear. I'm home for the night if you need anything.”

“Thanks, mom.”

She closed my door. I waited anxiously, half expecting to hear her scream or yell. After ten minutes of relative silence, I poked my head out the door. The bathroom door was open and mom and Harley were downstairs. I could hear their voices in the kitchen. I walked down and went to the refrigerator as if nothing had just happened, as if I hadn't almost started sucking my stepdad's big, black dick.

* * *

Harley and I avoided each other as much as possible for the next few days. Chuck began blowing up my phone again, so I finally answered so I could tell him to fuck off and not call me.

“Look! I said stop calling me! I don't want to talk to you! You're a dick!”

“Damn, you're so sexy when you're mad. I'm so sorry. I miss you.” His voice was whiny.

“Too bad for you. I'm all about the big, black cock now.”

“What?” His voice instantly went back to normal.

“You heard me. I suck huge black cocks and let them come in my wet mouth.”

He grunted.
Is he jerking off?
I thought.

“Tell me more,” he said.

Smiling mischievously, I laid back on my bed, my head propped up with pillows.

“I sucked him off just before you called. I went to the garage and closed the door. After taking off all my clothes, I knelt down in front of him...”

“Yeah, go on.” Chuck's voice was low, barely over a whisper.

“His cock was HUGE, a lot bigger than yours. In fact, your dick is tiny compared to his.”

“Yes...”

I realized then that I had power over him. I'd been chasing him when he should've been the one chasing me! The revelation was amazing. I wondered if the same would hold true for Harley.

“You still there?” he asked.

“Yeah, but I'm done. No more fun for you. I don't think you're really sorry.”

“Well fuck you then, bitch. You're the worst...”

I disconnected the phone, knowing he would call back right away. As I walked to the living room where mom and Harley were hanging out, my phone rang. I answered and started crying as I made it downstairs. Mom was on the couch reading, and Harley was leaning back in his recliner watching television with the remote in his left hand. He looked up as I walked in sobbing.

“Will you please tell this guy not to call me anymore? He's creeping me out.” I held out the phone in my hand.

“Who is this?” Harley asked into the phone.

I didn't hear what was said on the other line, but Harley got a little loud. “Listen up, knucklehead. If you call this number again, I'm gonna call the cops. You dig?”

He hung up the phone, and it didn't ring.

“Thanks, Daddy!” I said, unable to resist.

I usually called him Harley around the house, which is why mom actually looked up from her book. Harley shoved my phone in my hand.

“Go away,” he grunted.

I skipped down the hallway, pleased with myself. Before I got to my room, I stopped. I suddenly realized that his cock had been about as thick as a cucumber.
Maybe I could...
I turned around and headed into the kitchen. After opening the refrigerator door, I pulled open the produce drawer.
We have cucumbers!
I was never so happy so see a vegetable.

Not thinking too much, I grabbed one and stuck it under my shirt. Holding it in place with my hand, I slammed the door shut and headed to my room. Once inside, I closed the door and made sure to lock it. In fact, I checked it twice. Excited like it was my birthday and I was about to get the best present ever, I climbed under the covers on my queen size bed.

The comforter was freshly washed and smelled like Spring. I placed the cold cucumber between my thighs to warm it up some. I also wanted to warm myself up. My eyes closed, and I began to try to draw a mental picture of my stepdad's large cock. I'd seen it up close and almost tasted it, but I wanted to feel what it was like to have something that big inside me.

My nipples started to get hard as they brushed against my loose fitting spaghetti top. I reached up and slid the strings over my shoulders. Looking at my small but perky breasts, I wondered if Harley would like them. With the thought of him firmly in my mind again, I started running my fingers over my pussy nipples, pinching them slightly.

Gradually, my legs stretched apart. Leaning down a little, I pulled down my pajama pants to my ankles then kicked them off. The whole time, I could feel the cucumber, now room temperature, rolling around. When I picked it up with my hand, it felt huge. I tried to imagine it was my stepdad's cock as I pressed the side of it against my pussy lips.

I sighed, pleasure washing over me. As I started to open up and get wet, I positioned it at the entrance of my tight hole. With a gasp, I pushed it in about half an inch.
That's so big!
I thought. But I wanted more inside me. I wanted to be penetrated by a big black cock, but this would have to do instead. Holding it with both hands, I pushed it a little further in my pussy. Just as I was nice and wet and had a nice rhythm going, I heard a knock on my door.

“Lacey? You okay in there?”

After tossing the cucumber aside under my comforter, I pulled up my pants and got my top back on.

“Just a minute,” I yelled.

My face still flush, I rushed over and opened my bedroom door.

“Your mom left. I just wanted to make sure you were okay. Did that asshole call back?”

“No. But thanks again. He's a real creeper.”

“Well, just tell me if he calls again, and I'll take care of it.”

I nodded, not being able to resist looking down at his crotch. He noticed and started to back away, so I reached out and grabbed his cock through the sweatpants. As I felt it with my hands, I looked up in his eyes. He wasn't walking back anymore. A strange look came over his face, as if he was trying to make a decision about something. I continued stroking him then reached in his waistband and grabbed the real thing.

He swooped me up suddenly in his powerful arms. I'd never realized he was so strong or fast. I felt helpless yet safe in his hands. After a few steps, he tossed me on my bed, causing me to bounce up and down a little. With a single pull, my pink pajama pants were entirely off and on the floor. Then I felt his thick, pink tongue began licking me between my legs.

He started with my inner thighs then moves closer and closer to my special spot without actually touching it. He was driving me wild. I had been so close to coming when he banged on the door, I was sure it would just take a lick or two to make me orgasm. Juices began to flow out of my slit as he moved his head back a little and admired my shaved, hairless pussy.

I thought he was going to start licking and kissing me again and make me come with his tongue, but I was in for a surprise. He pulled down his sweatpants and his huge black cock plopped out. Using his hand to hold it, he ran the tip over my pussy lips, causing me to squeal with delight. He did this a few times, the feeling of his penis just rubbing against me was incredible.

When I thought I couldn't stand it any longer, he pushed just the tip in. My pussy stretched around it. I wasn't sure if I could take all of him, but I wanted to try. I raised my lean, silky smooth legs in the air to give him better access. He pressed his broad shoulders against the back of my knees, keeping my legs in place as inch by beautiful inch, he pushed that massive cock inside my small, tight slit.

“Fuck me, daddy,” I screamed, not caring who heard.

This caused him to lunge forward, almost half of his dick pushing into me. I cried out again and he grunted. His face looked up and peered directly into my eyes. I was mesmerized. As he carefully watched me, he pushed it in even more. I felt completely full. I didn't know how I could hit any more of him inside me.

Then he pulled out – finally – and repeated the process. I'd fucked two guys before, but their dicks had been tiny compared the my stepdad's meaty cock. A bead of sweat formed on his forehead as he continued pushing in and out of me.
Is he getting tired already? Maybe I should offer to ride him?
My mind was abuzz with questions.

“I love the way you fuck me, daddy,” I moaned innocently

That magic word obviously had an effect on him, and I wanted to make him as horny as possible. He started fucking me harder, pushing my small body back each time he plunged into me. I started moaning myself, loving how he felt inside me. At that moment, I hoped that mom didn't show up. I didn't want him to ever stop.

As I intently watched the expression on his face change and heard his breaths getting faster, I felt a familiar sensation building up in my own body. The rest of the world melted away as my whole consciousness concentrated between my legs. After a long, fulfilling build up, I felt release. I screamed out again as I started to come.

He continued pumping his dick in and out of me as my pussy tightened around him even more. Then, he lifted his head and grunted one last time. I felt that huge cock throb as it filled me with his hot, sticky daddy seed. He slipped out of me, and I instantly wanted him again. I felt as if a piece of me was leaving, as if I was losing something.

“That was good,” I said, hoping it didn't get awkward.

He stood up then sat down on the edge of the bed next to me. “We can't tell anyone about this, okay?”

“Only if we get to do it again.”

“I don't know about that.”

“I do.” I reached over and grabbed his wet, cum covered cock.

He stood up. “Calm down. We have time. I'm going to take a shower. I need to think about this a bit.”

“Are you mad at me?” I was genuinely worried.

“What? No!” He leaned down and kissed me gently on the mouth. “I'm just overwhelmed right now. Okay, baby girl?”

“Yeah...” I said, letting my voice drift off as he strode out of the room.

I watched his big, black, muscular ass as it rounded the door and headed to the bathroom. Taking a deep breath, I stood up and followed him. He was a little surprised when I climbed in the large, walk-in shower next to him, but he didn't say anything.