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head
under the blanket, not waiting for a further response. I started at the bottom
and licked his huge scope all the way up to the top then took it in my mouth slowly,
starting to work it in and out while I moaned. Something about knowing I had my
stepbrother’s cock in my mouth was a turn on and I started working it faster in
and out of my mouth, going crazy on it. Danger let out a moan from above the
covers and I groaned back in satisfaction, happy that I was making him feel so
good.
    After a few
minutes, his hand crept down under the blanket and took me by the back of my
head. I stopped and let him guide me, letting him move my head up and down
really fast for a few minutes. He pulled my head off of him slowly and I opened
wide knowing what he wanted. He stuck his cock in my mouth and shoved it so far
down my mouth that I could feel it in my throat. I kept it there for as long as
I could, working it in and out, moaning.
    “Fuck, Kat,” he
moaned loudly. “You take it so fucking deep.”
    I grunted in
satisfaction and shoved it even further in my mouth.
    “Fuck,” he said,
practically yelling. “Yeah, right there, good girl.”
    I kept going
faster and faster ; taking his praise in with pleasure.
    “You’re gonna make
me fucking cum, Kat.”
    I went faster and
faster, waiting.
    “I’m going to bust
so hard, Kat. I want you to swallow every drop, baby.”
    I got so happy
when he called me baby that I got another surge of energy and started going
even faster. After a few more seconds he exploded in my mouth and I swallowed
every drop just like he said. I put my head on his chest, gasping as my breath
came back. I could feel his heart racing and I loved listening to it as it beat
slower and slower coming back down to normal.
    “Fuck,” he said.
“That was so good. It was wrong but so fucking good.”
    I grinned into his
chest. It might have been wrong but I didn’t even care.
    I was guessing I
wasn’t so little to him anymore.

 
    PART TWO
    JENNIFER

 
    Trigger Ford was
the sexiest man in our city and he knew it, too. He pounced around on the
streets like he owned them, like a dog on the prowl for anyone who was trying
to come into his territory. His tan skin was smooth and silky, his hair and
facial hair always perfectly trim, and his deep brown eyes always intense. His
style was flawless. Always dressed head to toe in nice clothes, the nicest
brands on his body.
    He demanded
attention every place he went, not by any fault of his own, just by his looks
and power alone. I had spent all of high school watching him from afar,
watching him lead the boys around him, and watching him dominate half of the
girls in our school. Everybody worshiped him, so, of course, he had no idea who
I was.
    I was never what
you would consider popular in high school. Bigger than most of the other girls,
it was rare for me to get much if any attention from boys. It had bothered me
when I was younger, but in my later years, I was happy to be ignored. Being
ignored was better than being made fun of. Being ignored was better than being
a hoe. I never wanted to be one of those girls that would use their chest or
body to get what they wanted from guys.
    The worst I got
was a few rude comments about my weight. I had never been loud and outgoing
like most of the girls around my neighborhood, too shy to be that aggressive
with others. I wasn’t even that outgoing with people I was close to, let alone
strangers.
    By the last year
of high school, I felt invisible. My mom had worked hard to get her lift back on
track after her battle with alcohol and drugs. After years of struggles, being
broke and high, and putting us in the sketchiest situations she had finally had
a breakthrough when her sister had died two years earlier from cancer. My Aunt
Tammy had been my mom’s best friend, the one person who would never give up on
her.
    After Tammy’s
death, my mom really straightened up, getting off anything that wasn’t organic,
and going back