Chapter 2
Chapter 2: The Arrival
Kayla's POV
My father dropped me off at my mother's home at nine o'clock in the morning on his way to the airport. I dragged my bag to the front door of the large duplex.
It was familiar yet strange. Maybe because I have not set foot in this place since after the wedding was held in the garden.
My mom wasn't even around too because she had called just as I was about to leave this morning that she was going on an urgent and impromptu business trip.
I wonder what it was with these people going on impromptu travels.
First, my dad, and now, she as well.
Who is next?
Maybe my stepfather?
Right, how did I completely forget about him? The totally sexy hunk who had married my mother months ago.
Not that my dad wasn't sexy, but her new husband was top notch sex stuff.
My father and mother had divorced on good terms simply because their work kept them apart a lot and they kind of lost feeling for each other in the process.
No hard feelings.
Neither did I.
Over the years, my mother had dated a lot of other men, but my new step father was the only man she had officially married.
And the first day I had seen him, I could never forget the heat that had pooled low in my belly at the handsome specimen.
If only I had met him first.
My mother wouldn't stand a chance.
Well, since she wasn't here, maybe I could seize my chance with him, huh?
My mom did say he might not be in the house when I got here and I just needed to find the key where she said it was.
I looked around the flower vase on the poach and finally found the small key.
A smile made its way to my face as I walked towards the door, inserting the key into the keyhole. But before I could twist it open, the door gave way.
And standing there, in the doorway, shirtless, was one of the hottest man I had ever laid my eyes on in a while.
He stood there in nothing but sweatpants that hung low on his waist, exposing his defined V-line and the hair that started from his navel and disappeared into the sweatpants where I was sure his heavy duty machine was lying unused.
I swallowed.
My eyes trailed back from his V-line, dragging slowly across his defined abs and eight packs to his handsome face.
Sharp jaw, dark eyes, wavy hair, kissable lips that curved into a smile to reveal perfectly set gap tooth. Damn!
My pussy clenched tightly.
"Kayla." He called out first, with that smile. "I have been expecting you.”
His voice helped me to snap the fuck out of my temporary state of staring at my step father who I shouldn’t be ogling.
This wasn't any man.
This was my mother's new husband.
Compose yourself Kayla, my head was whispering to me endlessly.
"You have?" I blurted out, before I simply pinched myself hard in the side.
What sort of question is that?
Of course, my mom must have told him that I was coming over but I didn't think he was going to be around.
"What I mean is how have you been?" I smiled nervously.
"Very well, come in. I will show you to your room." He said, opening the door wider for me to step in. He assisted me in carrying my bag and led me up the stairs, down the corridor, into the room.
"Here is the room, your mom had it prepared just the way you would like it. " He said, opening the door to a room.
It was pretty.
"Woah!" I exclaimed, entering the room and staring around. It's definitely how I would have liked it. "I like it."
"I'm glad you do." He said, his eyes sweeping over me. Not in the "oh, I have but seen this person in a while" look.
There was something dark in his intense gaze that I couldn't name or place a finger on. And I really hated to admit it but that intensity turned me the fuck on.
"Anyways, I will be in the living room. If you need anything or you want to ask a question you can always come to me." He stated and I nodded happily.
"Thank you." I smiled, taking the bag from him. He smiled back before closing the bedroom door and leaving me to my bedroom for the next few hours.
I settled in quickly and grabbed my phone to record the paid custom order for my masked man. He has requested that morning for me to record myself riding a cock in the bathroom.
And I was horny right now, thanks to being in my Stepfather's presence for only a few minutes. It had already done that to me so why not take the chance now?
I grabbed my eight inch thick dildo and sauntered to the bathroom, stripping out of my pants and thong before positioning the phone and turning on the video.
Turning the shower on to mute the sounds from getting outside the bathroom, I placed the dildo on the toilet seat and slowly sat down on it.
I opened my mouth wide and allowed all of my lewd sounds to escape.
"Mmnh... Fuckk!"
I grinded on the dildo slowly at first, lifting myself up and down slowly.
"Ouuuufughh...." I moaned as I watched as my juice coated the dildo, every time I lifted myself up, making me drip even more. I stood up abruptly from the dildo as I noticed the juice wasn't really clear in the video I was recording.
No, I need it to be very clear.
So I changed the position of the camera to accommodate every angle, and this time, everything was very clear.
A deep moan escaped me as I inserted the dildo back into my cunt. Then, I started to bounce up and down on it, releasing all types of sounds as I moved fast.
"Argghh....!" I screamed out, my pussy walls clenching around the dildo as the sudden image of my shirtless stepfather flashed through my closed eyes.
More liquid gushed out if my cunt at the image and coated the dildo. I let myself, just this once, to ride the thick dildo inside of me to the image of him.
My hands dropped to one of my thighs, rubbing small circles on it just before I dragged the hand down to my clit.
I was so close.
The pad of my thumb turned me on whenever it brushed over my nub.
I took my clit between my fingers and squeezed hard, moaning just as loud before cumming hard on the dildo.
I cummed so hard that without pulling it out yet, the cum I released was leaking profusely down the thick dildo. After, I waited for a few minutes for my racing heart to calm down before sliding the dildo out and ending the video.
Then, I edited a few parts and sent it over to the masked man, cutting off some of the parts that was not needed.
Afterwards, I took a long shower and stepped out of the bedroom. I slipped into my nightie, laid on the bed and took a nap after the exhaustion from cumming hard in the bathroom earlier.
By the time I woke up, it was already disk and also time for dinner. I closed my eyes to allow the sweet aroma of food in the air to waft into my nose and lead me right down to the kitchen.
"Kayla, how are you?" My stepfather asked as I entered the kitchen while he was flipping something in the pan.
He cooks?
Fuck!
Damn, lucky you mom.
"Fine and hungry." I laughed out loud.
When he flipped the food again, I noticed how his muscles clenched. The unholy sight made my pussy to water fast.
I pressed my legs together.
"I can see that, just wait in the dining room. Dinner will be ready in five." He stated.
"I would rather stay here and help you." I declined with a smile on my face.
Moments after, the food was ready and we sat at the dining table to eat.
"Mmph...." I moaned out as I took a piece of the steak in my mouth, moaning even louder as the flavors burst in my mouth.
It wasn't until I heard the sound of a fork clattering against a plate before I realized where I was.
My eyes widened in shock as I glanced at my stepfather, whose eyes were glinting with something dark and mysterious.
"Ummm... I'm very sorry, the food is just really good." I muttered, with a toothy smile.
He cleared his throat, picking up his fork and peeling his eyes from me.
"It's fine."
We continued eating and making small talks. After dinner, he bid me goodnight and I simply retired for the night, falling to sleep fast after rubbing my cunt to the image of him at the dining table.
If only he had bent me over that table and fucked my cunt like a paid whire.
I would have loved it.
But, he hadn't.
"Come with me, Kayla." A voice echoed around the room. I squinted my eyes as I tried to figure out who was in front of me and the moment they opened their mouths again... It was horrible!
Monsters! In the bedroom!
"Argghh!" I shouted, jolting up from the bed, drenched in my own sweat.