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It was well past midnight, and I was lying in bed wide awake, thinking of everything that had happened a few nights ago with Mr. Steden. Ever since our encounter, I had been extremely aroused.

It was well past midnight, and I was lying in bed wide awake, thinking of everything that had happened a few nights ago with Mr. Steden. Ever since our encounter, I had been extremely aroused.

I knew it was wrong for so many reasons, but the way he treated me and made me feel was indescribable. Jason was in my head, and he was all I could think about. He was the first man to make me orgasm twice, and the memory of it was driving my inner slut crazy with lust.

Having the best sex of my young life at the hands and prick of Jason sent me into a heightened state of arousal. I couldn't stop myself from repeatedly digging my hand into my panties since it happened.

Strangely, I had no desire to have sex with my boyfriend Aaron; in fact, I had already decided that I was going to break up with him. After what I had experienced with Jason, Aaron just didn't cut it anymore, nor did any of my past boyfriends.

I was so confused. First, I knew how wrong it was that I had sex with Jason, yet I longed to feel his hands on me and his cock stretching me oh so deliciously. I knew all the reasons why it was wrong-married, older, friends with my parents, among countless other reasons.

I was ashamed that I let him blackmail me into sex, but on the other hand, it was the most wonderful experience I had ever felt up to that point in my life. Although it was so wrong, I oddly had no regrets. My morals were displaced by the burning desire that I was feeling for Jason.

I needed to control my urges and put an end to this before it all exploded in both of our faces. I knew if it continued, our secret would get out one way or another, and when it did, it would be ugly. I had to be strong and resist his temptations. I thought that I could make the other night a one-time thing, or so I kept telling myself.

As my hand slipped into my panties, I closed my eyes and imagined Jason sliding his big, thick cock inside of me. As I concentrated on all those feelings and emotions Jason. had given me, it made my pussy flow like Niagara Falls. I thought, maybe one more self-induced orgasm and I might salvage a few hours of sleep.

Several days quickly passed, and I was back babysitting the Steden kids. Ms. Steden had a girls' night out planned, and Jason was out somewhere.

I had just finished putting the kids to bed when Jason came in the front door. He was home much earlier than I had expected. Oh crap! My heart sped up as a nervous feeling washed over me.

"Hey, Emma, everything went OK with the kids?" He asked as he hung up his jacket.

"Yeah, both are tucked away in bed." I responded. I purposely avoided eye contact, but I felt him gazing at me anyway.

"And how are you today?" He asked.

"Uh, just fine, thanks." My voice came out quieter than usual, but I couldn't help it. My hands had started to shake, and my throat suddenly felt very dry.

I needed to get the hell out of there. I quickly walked into the hallway, heading for the front door.

"Whoa, Emma. Where's the fire? I still need to pay you." I froze in my tracks.

"Oh, right," I said with a weird, strained laugh. I turned back around to face him. Instantly, my submissive side found it impossible to look him in the eyes.

As I stood rooted in the hall leading to the door, all I could think about was what happened last time. The way he'd touched me. The way he'd fucked me. I admonished myself and told my inner slut and submissive side to stop thinking about sex and get the hell out of the house as quickly as possible.

Jason. quickly closed the distance between us, and I fought the urge to take a step back. He dug into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash. Peeling off five twenties, he tried to hand them to me.

"That's way too much," I said. "I was only here for two hours."

"Take it, Emma," he said, a smirk forming on his lips. I was still hesitant, so Jason took a long step toward me. I put my arms up and opened my mouth to protest, but before I could say anything, he slipped the cash into the back pocket of my jeans. His hand lingered, fingers tracing over my ass.

"I've been thinking about you a lot," he whispered, his hand still on my bottom as he positioned himself in front of me.

"Jason..." | started, not sure what to say. Of course, I'd been thinking about nothing but him, but my feelings were certainly more complex than his. I was attracted to him; I wanted him, but I was also ashamed and embarrassed, and I couldn't help but feel the tiniest bit violated. I hadn't tried to fight him off or even uttered the word 'no,' but he was still a middle-aged man who'd taken advantage of a girl in a vulnerable

position.

In the meantime, Jason had put his other hand up against the wall, trapping me against the wall as he used his other hand to squeeze and

knead my ass hard.

"Angela won't be back for a few hours." he said with an evil grin.

"Uhh, the girls could wake up..." | managed to speak in an uncomfortable voice as his body pressed up against me. My hands moved to his chest in a weak attempt to hold him back, but he was much taller and bigger than me. Plus, deep down, I really didn't want him to stop.

He lifted his hand off my ass and held my face up. He stared into my eyes in silence before dropping his head and kissing me. I tried to push him back. but it was pointless: he was just too big.

I struggled not to enjoy his kiss, but after a reasonable struggle on my part, my submissiveness jumped in, and I closed my eyes to return his kiss.

Damn, what's wrong with me? Why can't I just say "no" and walk away? I knew what I should do, but my body wasn't listening to my brain.

Jason gave me a long, lush kiss. His big hand holding my face made my entire body tingle. Shit... I knew he had me again.

Jason took my hand and led me through the living room and up the stairs towards the master bedroom. I wanted to yell and tell him to stop. I had plenty of opportunity, but I didn't. Jason seemed to have a spell over me as I silently followed his lead. My submissive nature had kicked in.

He closed and locked the door behind us. He spun me around and pinned me against the wall. I could feel his body pressing tightly against mine, and I could feel his hardness pushing against my stomach. It felt so wonderful, but still, I needed to stop the insaneness of the situation, but had no idea how to get out of it- -or better yet, if I even wanted to end it.

"Come on, Emma," he said, sensing my hesitance. His hands ran up and down my hips, then to my breasts. He rubbed my braless breasts over my tight t-shirt. I could feel my nipples swell and harden as they pushed through the thin material. "I made you feel good last time, didn't I?" He spoke softly into my ear as he tweaked my nipples through my top.

"Yes, but..." I grabbed his wrists to stop his wandering hands. "Jason," | managed in my most confident voice. "This isn't going to be a regular thing. I'm not comfortable with any of it. You're married. You're friends with my parents."

All of this made sense in my head, yet as I watched my words register, Jason didn't seem deterred at all.



"You were awfully comfortable with it last week," he whispered. Jason began nibbling my ear, and his lips slowly moved down to my neck. My eyes involuntarily fluttered shut as he kissed, licked, and sucked my neck. The tiniest of moans escaped my lips.

While I was distracted by the kissing, Jason grabbed my hand and guided it towards his bulging erection. I let him move my hand up and down his hardness through his pants. I found myself rubbing and tracing his cock even after Jason removed his hand from mine.

"Emma, if you want me to stop I will respect your wishes." Jason whispered in my ear. At this point I had fallen under his spell and my hormones were in overdrive. You could say I was in heat and pass the point of no return.

"No, umm...don't stop," | moaned as I squeezed his cock nice and hard.

"That's my girl, come here." Jason took a step back from me and grabbed my hand. Dazed, I let him lead me toward the bed. What was I doing? Why was I just going along with this? I could make a break for the door if I wanted; I doubted he'd chase after me. But I found myself following his lead. I was scared, aroused, and curious all at the same time.

He stopped at the foot of the bed and, in a firm voice, said "Take your top off."

I should have objected, but I didn't. We locked eyes during a momentary pause. In a gesture of surrender, I found myself pulling my top off over my head. I wasn't wearing a bra, and so I stood there before him topless in just my jeans as he quietly took in the sight.

Jason reached out and gave my tits a little feel as I stood there on display for him. As he gently caressed my swollen nipples, I closed my eyes, bit my bottom lip, and let out a soft moan of approval. I was heating up fast.

Then he put his hands on my shoulders and pushed just forcefully enough that I immediately realized what he was asking for. I slowly sank to my knees and looked up at him. My eyes fluttered, and I licked my lips to moisten them up. Damn, did I just lick my lips? I knew what he wanted.

"I want you to kiss my cock," he said as he unbuckled his belt. I continued to stare at him, mesmerized, as he removed his pants and jockeys to reveal his engorged, erect cock. I was getting a much better look at it than I had last week. It looked even more intimidating. Thick. Veiny. Powerful. Pre-cum oozing out of the tip.

"Have you not done this before?" He asked as I hesitated so I could get a good look at it.

"Umm, yeah, but only a few times." | lied. I was not confident I could handle his big, manly cock. The truth is, I didn't want to disappoint Jason.

Besides, my father always told me it's best to be underestimated and to over-perform. I'm pretty sure he wasn't referring to oral sex, but that's what ran through my head.

"With that tiny, dicked high school boy?" He asked. I nodded.

"Well, this is going to be a little different," Jason said. "You're with a man now, Emma." I was still wary and embarrassed, but I realized my hesitance was because I was scared of disappointing him.

"I don't really know what I'm doing," I said, adding to my lie. I was playing the innocent little girl next door. I saw no reason to divulge my torrid sexual past.

"Just relax," Jason reassured me. "I'll walk you through it." His tone surprised me. It was the same gentle, fatherly tone he'd used with his kids.

"You can ease into it," he told me. "Just start with your tongue until you're more comfortable. Use your hand, too."

I leaned forward and grabbed a firm hold of his cock with my tiny hand. I felt it twitch upwards. I licked my lips once again before I ran my tongue over the head of his cock. The taste of his pre-cum was bitter, but I ignored that and kept going. I slathered my tongue and lips all over his big purple head. Once I was done with the head, I gave him a long lick on the underside of his shaft.

"Oh, that feels nice," Jason said. Encouraged by his positive response, I held the base of his cock while licking the entire length of his shaft several times.

"Stroke me," he whispered. So, I pumped his cock while swirling my tongue around its head. He responded with a deep moan.

"Try taking it in your mouth now," Jason said. I stopped my licking and opened wide, taking a few inches into my mouth.

If only he knew how many times I had wrapped my lips around a cock before him. I continued to play along, as I was now getting quite aroused. I was enjoying playing the innocent girl.

"Good girl," he said quietly. Jason rested both his hands lightly on either side of my head as he guided my bobbing head up and down. He would periodically let out deep moans. He surprised me when he suddenly pushed my head forward, forcing several more inches into my mouth. I gagged immediately and tried to pull back, but Jason held me in place.

"Relax, Emma," he said as I continued to struggle against his grasp. "Relax and breathe through your nose." I tried to do as he asked, but my eyes were starting to water. He firmly held my head still and started to slowly thrust into my mouth.

I began making loud slurping sounds: "ULLLKK, ULLLKK, ULLKK." | gagged with every thrust, but that seemed to only turn him on more. Saliva was starting to pour out of my mouth as his cock moved back and forth.

"Fuck, Emma," he growled. Jason thrust even deeper, and my nose almost touched his pubic hair. His balls were swinging back and forth with every thrust, and when he pushed his cock deep into my throat, they would slap my chin.

My eyes were watering so much that tears rolled down my cheeks. I wasn't sure how much more I could take, but thankfully, he backed off. His saliva-covered cock popped out of my mouth, making a pop noise, and I quickly gasped for air. I took a few deep breaths in an attempt to recover.

Several thick strands of saliva ran down my chin and onto my breasts.

"Are you okay?" He asked me.

After a few more deep breaths, I nodded and attacked his cock once again. I was extremely turned on now, and I feverishly began sucking and taking his cock as deep as I could. I wanted to please Jason and show him what I was capable of.

The more Jason moaned with pleasure, the more it turned me on. I knew he couldn't last much longer.

"Finish me off, now," Jason said in an urgent tone. I wrapped one hand around the base of his cock and began to stroke him with urgency. I used my other hand to cup and squeeze his balls as I furiously bobbed up and down, once again pushing myself to the point of gagging. His moans were getting increasingly louder, to the point that I thought the girls would wake up.

"UHHHNNN," he grunted, taking hold of my head again. Jason fucked my face, pumping his hips fast and hard.

He gave me no warning that he was about to cum, and when I felt his hot semen shooting into my mouth, I tried my hardest to back away. But Jason held me tightly against him as he let out a loud groan.

I increased my grip on his balls and squeezed them ever so tightly, as if I wanted to drain every drop out of them. Jason continued to grunt and moan loudly as I felt his cock pulsating in my mouth.

Streams of semen flooded into my mouth and throat. I managed to pull back just enough so that I could swallow most of it. I could feel his warm semen overflow out of the broken seal made by my lips and his cock. I felt it run down my chin and drop right off.

I knew he was lying, but I did appreciate the comment.

I just knelt there on the floor, looking up at him, as his semen had now fallen off my chin and onto my breasts. I instinctively began scoping it up with my fingers and licking myself clean.

Jason watched as I cleaned up the mess. I then surprised him by reaching for his softening cock again. I eagerly licked it clean and gave it a couple more sucks to get any residual semen out of him.

"Oh, girl, you have definitely done this many times before." He smiled.

I returned the smile and continued to lick myself clean, just like a cat.

I was wondering if this meant it was over now and it was time to leave. I was still horny as hell. My inner slut was urging me to jump him while struggling with my morals, which were telling me otherwise.

"I should get home now," I said, unsteadily getting to my feet.

"Hold on," Jason said. "You really think I'd make you give me oral and not return the favor?"

More in chapter 2…

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