SINFUL PLEASURES(EROTICA COLLECTION)

STORY 3

GUYS MY AGE DIDN’T know how to handle me. They loved to try, at least, which meant I could always find someone to hook up with if I needed to. Lately, it was happening more often.

I hated being alone. My mom was a party girl, always off on some vacation with her friends. I think it was Vegas that week. She always said it was a girls’ trip, but her boyfriend Isaac knew the truth. He had moved in with us a few years ago, mostly so my mom could live off his money. Why didn’t he leave after the first time she cheated? I feel like the answer was obvious.

**Me.**

Ever since I turned 18, he had been eying me. And I loved it. Teasing him was easy. My favorite thing to do was getting him hard at the worst moments so he’d have to excuse himself for a while. Then he would come back in and act like nothing happened. But he wouldn’t be able to make eye contact with me again.

Years later, he still hadn’t made a move. I chose to live at home while I went to college, but time was running out. As soon as I graduated, I’d be out on my own. And I didn’t think Isaac would be sticking around much longer.

I sat at the kitchen table alone again. It got old eating by myself, hanging out by myself. I wanted a boyfriend.

> **MACK:** U up?

The notification popped up on my phone screen as I scrolled through my i********: feed. I rolled my eyes and let it slide for a few minutes.

Isaac was always working. Even on the weekend, he had his crew out on another construction project. Which meant I often ended up in Mack’s bed just so I wouldn’t be alone. I wasn’t proud of it, but at least it was something.

* **ME:** It’s noon

* **MACK:** Just woke up thinkin bout u

The picture that followed was nothing new. Even though I had seen him naked in real life too many times to count, he thought showing me his d**k would be enticing. He had sent me so many pics over the past few years that I was unfazed. At least it was big. And he was addicted to me.

* **ME:** What are you gonna do about it?

* **MACK:** Come over n find out

* **ME:** Tell me

* **MACK:** You kno I’m worth it

* **ME:** Is that so?

* **MACK:** Have I ever let you down?

* **ME:** Yeah, every time I don’t c*m.

* **MACK:** Please! I’m so hard for u.

It was tempting. Mack was a 21-year-old fuckboy, but what he lacked in maturity he made up for in d**k size. What I really wanted was to be used until I couldn’t see straight or walk properly. Someone who could f**k me into exhaustion instead of just f*****g me to get the job done. But I was also bored and wanted to c*m on a c**k. Mack’s would do.

Getting him riled up was fun. I pulled my top off and sat at the kitchen table with my bare t**s out, holding my phone at a good angle to get them on the screen. As soon as I clicked the picture, the door to the garage opened.

In walked Isaac. Shirtless in a pair of tight jeans. Tan from always being outside. Dirty from working with hammers and saws and whatever else one uses to build things. He spotted me across the room as I quickly reached for my shirt and held it to my chest, covering my breasts but remaining topless. We stared at each other, wordless.

I broke the hold and looked down at my phone to send the picture. Isaac went to the sink to pour a glass of water.

“You shouldn’t be sending naked photos around, Ramona.” He leaned against the counter and gulped the water while watching me.

“I’ll do what I want. They’re my t**s. I need to show them off while I’m 21 and hot.” Long, brown hair fell down one side of my chest as I tilted my head to the side and looked up at him playfully.

He had never made a move on me before, but I had seen him checking me out numerous times. Obviously, I had to tease him.

“I don’t want you sitting around on your phone all day. Get out and socialize with real people for a change.”

“I am socializing. Finding boys to fuck.”

His look of disapproval made me giggle. I knew the subject made him uncomfortable. I wasn’t his daughter, but I was close enough. He couldn’t stand the thought of a c**k in any of my holes.

“Why don’t you come help me in the garage?”

It would be a good chance to really get my eyes on him and tease him some more. His hairy chest was still glistening and I wouldn’t mind watching him use the rest of his muscles as he worked some big power tool.

My phone dinged with a new text.

> **MACK:** Fuuuck I want those t**s baby. Come ride my c**k.

Getting f****d seemed like a better idea than messing with Isaac.

“Looks like I’m going out after all.”

I rushed across the hall into the laundry room, knowing he could still see me and that he would be watching. With my back to him, I dropped the shirt from my chest and pulled down my pajama pants that I had been hanging out in. I could almost feel his eyes burning into me, staring at my ass cheeks hanging out the bottom of my pink lace panties.

I pulled on some jeans and chose a bra hanging amongst all the others I had washed the night before. With the cleavage fully amped up, I turned around and found Isaac still staring at me. I knew it.

“Checking out the goods?”

He looked away quickly. “School tomorrow. Make sure you’ve done your homework.”

“It’s only one class and so lame. I can skip it.”

“Am I wasting my money on your college education?”

I pulled a fresh top on that let my t**s shine. “No. I’ve met plenty of boys at school so thank you, Daddy.” I gave him an overly cute kiss on the cheek, letting my full breasts press against his arm. It was just to mess with him, but the contact with his big bicep made my n*****s hard. They were clearly poking through my shirt. “Don’t wait up.”

A bus ride and a short walk later, I was heading back to Mack’s bedroom after his mom let me in the house. She definitely assumed I was his girlfriend and that made it even more awkward.

I walked into his room without knocking. Usually, he would jump up, covering his d**k and hiding the porn, thinking his mom was walking in on him. This time he didn’t move a muscle as he lay on his bed, a blanket covering only his junk.

“I busted already.”

“That’s fine.” I stripped all my clothes off and got on his bed, legs spread wide. “You can help me catch up.”

He rolled over and got his face between my thighs. His tongue was short and stiff against my c**t. I lay there as he licked me, lifting my hips to direct his tongue down along my lips. He lapped at my p***y for a while before latching onto my c**t. His tongue flicked against it as his lips sucked. It wasn’t much, but I was close.

While working my p***y with his mouth, he had stroked his c**k back to full mast. I didn’t moan much in case his family happened to hear, but he could tell I was about to c*m.

Mack scrambled up my body and shoved his c**k in my p***y. He grabbed me by the wrists and pinned them down to the bed as he f****d me fast. One hand couldn’t resist the rapid bouncing of my t**s and grabbed one to hold onto while he smashed his hips into me. It wasn’t long before he came in my p***y and fell down next to me panting like a dog.

“What the f**k?” I looked over at him, clearly annoyed.

“Sorry, it’s hard to hold back around you. You’re so fuckin’ sexy.” He smiled back at me, refusing to acknowledge my frustration.

I grabbed him by the hair and pulled him towards me, pushing his head back where it belonged between my legs.

“Make me cum.”

He looked up at me, unsettled by his own c*m leaking from my p***y. After wiping it away, he stuck his fingers inside and tried to pull an orgasm out of me. His mouth returned to my c**t and wouldn’t leave it as he rubbed against my G-spot. With my hand on the back of his head, I pressed his mouth against me until I was cumming on his fingers.