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Episode 8: I’m a TOYS-R-USed Kid!
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 8: I’m a TOYS-R-USed Kid! - "Hi! My name is Violet. New kid on the block. You don't know me, but you will. Once you do, you won't be able to get enough of me. Just ask all the hot guys in Indy! HA! All 500 of them. Start your engines, Boys! I look good lying a checkered flag. Red light! Yellow light! Green light... HO!"
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism
“Three whole days. It’s been three whole days since Brent went nuclear on me sexually. My brain is still reeling from the vivid mental images of what he put me through in his office. I have NEVER been fucked so fiercely in the short time since I’ve embraced sex. On one hand, I should be terrified of him and the ownership rights he seems to think he has over me. Yet, the last few days he’s treated me just like he usually does. I’m beginning to think Brent is bipolar. I mean he’s sweet and kind most of the time, then POW! Brutally satisfying. LOL!
“He was by far the best sex partner I’ve had since my teasing has switched paths toward full on sex. Here’s the thing, I don’t mind the sex, and, in most cases, I don’t care if it reaches that level. My co-workers got more of me than I honestly wanted, but once things got going, I couldn’t resist it. Even kissing Stephanie at the lake only weirded me out at the initial kiss. After I realized it wasn’t so bad, I rather enjoyed it. Who knew?
“What turns me on is the art of the tease. I absolutely love making guys crazy. There lies my problem though, guys get what they want while I question why I let it go so far. I’m having the hardest time in telling guys no. The words just won’t come out. The more I tell myself that’s enough Violet, I end up pushing further and further, until guys become uncontrollable. I have nobody to blame but myself. Both ME and LAME are in the word blame. So, is BE. Ugh! BE LAME ME! Woe is me! Hoe is me!
“Friday night is finally here. I got paid so, I have money now. Therefore, I plan on going shopping tomorrow, but tonight, tonight I’m laying low. My future stepdad David has an evening business meeting, and my mom is working out of town yet again. I swear it feels like mom is spending more and more time on the job than being here at home. I really hope she isn’t having an affair.
“That was part of the problem between she and my real father John. Neither of them could be faithful. I know she loves David and that he worships her, but needs will arise. Just look at me ... ugh! Even I had an affair with her man. Did I mean it to go there? Not sexually! I just wanted to drive David crazy. Once things with his two sons got my hormones into overdrive, I couldn’t even say no to their dad. All in one day. I’M SUCH A SLUT. I shouldn’t have done that. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!
“Like I’ve said both of his boys pretty much demand I send them at least one dirty pic a day. I don’t mind that part, but I do wonder if they show me off to their friends in college. For that matter, my mall fans get nude pics daily too. I send them the same poses I send the Larabee boys. I’m glad my co-workers aren’t expecting pics. LOL! Give them time, right?
“Even if they all do show me off, I find it flattering. Whether I tease in person or by picture it’s still attracting attention to myself. Of course, someday this might backfire. Hiding things from my mom and dad won’t last forever. I’ll just deal with being disowned when it happens. Dad, I think would be more relaxed about my behavior than Mom ever would. Even though she’s done some pretty risqué things in her lifetime, Mom has higher hopes of me being the good kid that I try and show her I am. I’m an adult now so other than kicking me out I’m confident I’ll survive.
“Moving right along! Seeing as I’m home alone right now, I’m just going to take it easy. My mom is far enough away, confirmed by my innocent text to her saying I love you mommy. She replied that she was in French Lick, Indiana. Wherever that is! Sounds like my kind of place. LOL! Yay for me.
“David’s still gone to his meeting with some bigwig Pharmaceutical execs. I know they were going to play golf after the meeting, so I figure I’m good. My studly soon to be stepbrothers Brad and Troy never come home on a Friday favoring the nightlife on campus. So, there becomes the big question, what do I do with myself to keep entertained? I am hungry and mom did leave me a small allowance for food purposes. I could order a pizza or Chinese takeout. There is bound to be a guy delivering, right? My luck he’s queer. Or a girl! Or both!
“Hmmm! Pizza does sound awesome so, I’ll order one for delivery. I have a cellphone ap for a place called Maggio’s, a locally owned pizza joint. Placing my order online it said delivery time would be in 35 minutes. That gave me just enough time to go down to my bra and panties for the delivery guy. LOL! Even if he’s not cute, at least I’ll make the guy’s night. That or if gay they might ask where I bought my dainties. LOL! Honestly, it’s strange that I’ve never done this before tonight. I must be slipping.
“I’m wearing a red colored set of undies at the moment, but I don’t feel as sexy as I want to in this color. Before heading downstairs, I checked out my dainty drawer for something more appealing. I decided on a turquoise bra and G-string duo. I knew for positive I looked sexy in that color. Having nearly blonde hair, darker colors were best. I do need to work on my tan though to look better. I’m not pale but not even golden. Maybe I’ll go back to the park to see Stephanie and do some sunbathing over the weekend. I’ll find out if she’s working. Who knows she might join me for a girl’s day. Lord knows, I could use some friends. Most of my friends abandoned me over my senior year. They pretty much only text me every other month.
“Rocking the turquoise undies, I sprayed on some of my mom’s expensive perfume. Midnight Heat by Beyoncé. OMG! I love this scent. If this doesn’t get a guy hard, I don’t know what will. I’m wet before the guy even gets here. Please be a guy! Please be a guy! LOL!
“Heading downstairs confident I was still alone I had another idea. Hurrying about I gathered as many candles as I could find and lit them all around the living room and toward the front doorway. Just for ambiance. Dimming the house lights, I went to the fridge and poured me a glass of my mom’s Chablis. The box kind. LOL! If only for effect! At least the guy would think I’m sophisticated, right! I mean come on our home is over a million dollars. Legit!
“Not wanting to appear too eager by looking out the curtains I sat in the living room on our comfy sofa. Sitting here the thoughts of Brad and Troy fucking me on this thing gave me the chills. Yep! Nipples as hard as they get. LOL! Soft music was needed. Classical even! I’ve learned to appreciate classic piano going so far as taking lessons for a year in grade school. Mozart was one of my mom’s favorites, so I just went with that. Soft and lovely. Like me. LOL!
“After ten minutes of anticipation the doorbell rang, and I nervously wiggled my way to the door. Taking a deep breath, I answered it. Door flung wide, I found my delivery guy. Not bad, I must say. His eyes stammered as he looked me over. Not a blush just a look of surprise. I didn’t break a sweat. As he took the pizza out of a warming tray he passed it to me. I had my wine glass in one hand so, I sat both of them aside on a nightstand by the door.
“Once he caught his breath over my perfume, he told me how much I owed. OOPS! Didn’t think about the money. I was embarrassed over my negligence. The cash was upstairs. I told him to step inside, and I’d run up and get it. He did. I did. Not bothering to look back at him I headed up our staircase. I’m pretty sure he liked my bare ass with the G-string hidden in my crack. Trust me I took my time going up. Runway model, Violet. LOL!
“Out of sight I hurried to my room and snatched the money up. Not wanting to be in any hurry I made him wait. I checked myself out, posing erotically in my dresser mirror for an ego boost. Getting sexier by the day Vi! LOL! Holding out for three minutes, I finally headed back down. Reaching the front door I discovered the delivery guy long gone. My pizza wasn’t even there. WHAT THE HELL? I still smelled the aroma, but it wasn’t where I left it. Hmmm? Did the guy take it into the living room? I twisted in step and followed the pizza sauce. Turning toward the sofa, I bulged my eyes. YIKES! More like WHOA! Maybe it was back to WOE.
“David was home already. How did he sneak in so fast? I wasn’t upstairs that long. He must have gotten home just as the pizza guy got here; I just didn’t see any car lights. Of course, I wasn’t looking. WOW! Okay, Hi, David. LOL! Not a peep out of him to let me know that he was at home made me a tad suspicious. I asked him why he was home so early and he said 18 holes went faster than usual. Not to mention after hearing a flush and water running from the powder room I realized he wasn’t alone.
“Panic mode struck me not knowing who it was. Before I could run upstairs David told me to hang on. He wanted to introduce me to someone. I was like shouldn’t I get dressed first? David insisted I was dressed just fine. OH, BOY! Now David was showing me off. Nerves calming, I stuck around. So, wet! Not even sweat!
“When the powder room door opened, I saw a tall younger man exit. Spotting me right off his eyes flared which was followed by a warm smile. David introduced him as Patrick, the son of his boss. He was easily 25 or so and sharply dressed. Dark hair with a winning grin. Extending a hand to shake mine he chose to kiss my knuckles. It gave me goosebumps. I apologized for what I was wearing and that I didn’t expect company. He told me not to worry about it, I looked fine. I KNOW I DID! LOL!
“David had paid for my pizza and sent the guy on his way. So much for my very first pizza tease. Maybe next time, my handsome delivery guy. David told me to grab some paper plates, he paid, he shares, were his exact words. LOL! Somehow, I knew he meant share me too. I’ll play along for now. Not getting laid. Not getting laid. Not getting laid. LOL! Sorry again for all of the LOL’s. Nerves!
“Just once I’d like things to go how I want them to. Can’t a girl just turn a guy on and watch him squirm? Patrick definitely complimented me on my body. I laughed and said it was a work in progress. To my shock he offered to be my personal trainer. LOL! Wait! What? He was in pretty good shape for some Pharm ... oh wait ... he’s the son of ... right ... after asking I learned he just liked to play golf. LOL!
“He really was a personal trainer. As I passed him a plate he checked me out from head to toe, pointing at spots on my body I needed to work on. Nothing destructive to my conscience it did let me know how to improve my shape. Makes sense to work out to be sexier, right? Mom does yoga, her body rocks. I was just too lazy to join her. More too good to do yoga if I’m being honest. I always considered it an older person’s slow burn.
“David dug right in and didn’t seem concerned by my attire. Once I got past the new guy, I realized how much fun this could be. Patrick was charming. He even liked my music selection. I told him he could put something else on; our cd selection was massive. He agreed and hopped up to search our library cd shelf. As he did, I narrowed my eyes at David and silently asked him what was going on? He merely smirked and returned our silent conversation with SEDUCE HIM. The stern look in his eye made me trickle. No way! Really? Pimping me out? You go David! LOL!
“Seriously David? We play one time you and I, then you become my pimp? I told him I would tease but not seduce. He didn’t seem happy with hearing that. COME ON! Why can’t I just tease without the worry of getting screwed? This was getting out of hand. As Patrick put on some older 80’s rock, things livened up. SHIT! Stripper music I thought as I heard Def Leppard’s Pour Some Sugar On Me. DAVID!!
“Turning for my approval I swayed to the rhythm. Setting my pizza plate down before even a nibble I placed my hands in my hair and did my best booty dance. Patrick seemed impressed so I moved toward him and rubbed along his back. My tits touching his body made him nod as if impressed. He was liking it. Sensing his enjoyment, I whirled around him. Now that we were face to face, I helped him out of his light jacket.
“Tossing it at David while my tongue razzed him, I proceeded to palm Patrick’s chest and nudge him toward the loveseat. As he dropped down, I immediately crawled into his lap and started grinding. He was getting into it as his hands rubbed my legs. Big hands. Not going to lie they felt wonderful. I hate you, David! NOT!
“By the chorus I was dancing all over him. Pushing my tits toward his chest while smothering his face in my whipping hair. He laughed and said DAAAMMMMN! SHAKE IT GIRL. I busted up at how that sounded but continued my grinding gyrations. It was too easy to feel his erection beneath my thighs. OMG! This was fun. Hilarious, but a blast. I didn’t know I had stripper qualities. LOL! Eying him watch my cleavage I crushed my tits together playfully. Good clean fun I figured.
“Then came David. Moving behind me he unhooked my bra while I was distracted. Slick David! Real slick! As it loosened, I realized it and dropped my jaw. David went so far as to slip my bra straps over my shoulders to prevent support. Patrick looked shocked by David’s sudden boldness and sat back taking me in.
“It’s only a bra I thought. Leaning into him my cups dropped to my areolas. A quick shake of my tits he got both girls free of charge and was loving it. David snuck in and pulled my bra from my arms and threw it on our couch. I yelped OMG, DAVID!! as Patrick puckered at David for going as far as he did. I gave up what little resistance I had maintained. Knowing Patrick was hard, hot, and heavy, I smothered his face with my tits. Pressing his face between them, he kissed my flesh, which made me instantly shiver, quiver, and deliver a river. LOL!
“Easing my tits away, I shook my chest across his face feeling my nipples graze his opened mouth. He took the bait. OMG! He was sucking my nipple. What was David doing? I’m albeit his daughter, if not by blood. Why was he whoring me out? I’m so confused. Well, except for one thing. Patrick was good looking. LOL! DAMMIT!
“David moved behind the loveseat and watched my expression while Patrick fed on my breasts. Once shaking off my stare of disbelief at Patrick’s hunger, I caught onto David’s gaze. My eyes flared wide as I mouthed Why am I doing this? He just winked and told me silently to keep it up. Keep up what? Letting him terrorize my flesh? Maybe that should be tenderize. LOL! Patrick just bit my nipple. OWWW! More goosebumps. FUCK!
“Patrick’s hands found my ass cheeks and squeezed the life out of them. Now that I was all for. That part seemed tame considering. As the Def Leppard song ended another song started up. This was a mixed CD so the follow up went into Dr. Feelgood by Motley Crue. I like this song too. LOL! Dang it, I can’t stop dancing in his lap. DAVVVVVVVID! LOL!
“Umm! Patrick? I tried to coax his attention. Pausing, he merely looked up over his brows at me, his mouth still swallowing my areola. Awaiting me to speak, I just shivered and went blank. Fuck it! I let him continue while I ran my fingers through his hair. This felt entirely too good to make him stop. Yet, even enjoying myself, I felt that need to understand satisfaction. Looking up at David who winced down me, I had to ask again. WHY?
“PROMOTION! David mouthed to me with dramatic lip motions. I offered a queer expression and returned with, so you use me to get it? A swift response of a nodding head he let me know the truth. So, ok, David wanted me to fuck his boss’s son just to advance his career. I should have known that giving into David this shit would happen. His boys I could predict better. This was a total shocker.
“I could have objected and said no. David would be mad, but he would probably get over it knowing his relationship with my mom would end if I broke my promise. I just couldn’t tell him no at this point. Sucks to be me. I decided that I had gone this far I might as well see it through. Damn it! Okay, I was loving it. No fooling you guys! LOL!
“Finally breaking off his feeding frenzy, Patrick chose to tell me how sexy I was. Admitting that when David showed him a picture of me that he instantly wanted to meet me. What pic? The only photo I think David has is a family photo. Unless ... great! Troy or Brad must have sent David pictures that I’d sent them. I asked Patrick which picture? He freely spoke of nudes. David had bragging rights after having sex with me. Telling Patrick, he had me around his little finger. That I was his little slut. Wow! Thanks, Almost, Stepdaddy! I think I like that idea. No, I loved that idea.
“I let it sink in without looking pissed. I wasn’t! Just a tad hurt that David thought of me like that. Okay not hurt, more flattered in a strong sense. I wanted guys to want me but not want me to the point of slavery. Even that word might be too divisive. Surely, David didn’t think I was his. Did he? Whoa! Mind blown suddenly.
“Playing along, I told Patrick that I would always do what David asked of me. I was his little slut anytime he desired me. David nodded with his hands placed together mouthing thank you. I better get a big money allowance for this buddy. LOL!
“Patrick ate it up saying that he wished that he had this kind of control over me. The comment made me shiver as Dr. Feelgood was feeling pretty damned good right now. I looked up at David and asked him loudly, CAN PATRICK OWN ME FOR AN HOUR, SIR? Laying it on thick knowing I’d get laid with thick. I had been guessing Patrick’s penis size since I started gyrating. My pussy calculated an easy eight to nine inches.
“ABSOLUTELY! David made certain Patrick heard him. Offering him the leash to my imaginary collar, Patrick accepted and asked David if he could spend that hour alone with me. David patted Patrick on the shoulder and said text me when you are done with her. With zero hesitation David was gone. Time for me to put on the theatrics. LOL!
“Let’s get these panties off of you he said then winked at me. I crawled from his lap and stood between his legs and started to remove my thong. He stopped me and gently took over. Easing them down he leaned in closer to kiss my belly while working his way over my abdomen. OMG! So, titillating! Nuzzling my pussy his warm exhales sent shockwaves across my body. His tongue licking my leg as he brought the G-string to my toes. So erotic.
“Looking up at me he sat back and admired my body. Finally, he muttered his desires in saying it was my turn to undress him. Oh, yeah! LOL! I knelt between his knees and reached my arms across to unfasten his belt, then his pants. Raising his hips I tugged the slacks down to his kneecaps before realizing I should probably take his shoes and socks off first. LOL! Getting carried away here. My bad!
“I tenderly removed those and returned to pull down his pants. Taking them away, I placed them on the floor. Boxers or shirt next? Logic said shirt. We had already removed his jacket, so the polo was an easy up and over. He had very little chest hair, but damn his body was chiseled. Not bodybuilder overkill, but toned to perfection. Having crawled toward him, stretching to get that shirt off, I spent a few minutes teasing his chest with my nails and kissing his pecs, then abs. Yummy!
“Pesky boxers you have to go. LOL! Tugging at his waistband he again hiked his hips for a swift departure. Passing pubic area, I slowly teased myself with his emerging cock inch by inch until his erection popped out and up at me. I intentionally yelped and acted surprised by it. Julia Roberts would have been proud of my impersonation. LOL! Not bad! His pecker curved a bit, but it was nice and thick, just as my kitty predickted. I’m guessing eight over nine inches tight now that I could see it. I’m good with eight. LOL!
