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Rick pushes his way through the sweaty teen crowd, eyes locked on you. He’s speaking before he’s fully reached you, “get up” he growls as he comes to stand before you.
Your wide eyes look up at him, blinking slowly as you register that your step-dad is glaring down at you. You giggle as you take in his angry look. “Rick!” You smile widely, “Didn’t know you were invited.”
His jaw clenches as the boy that’s sitting beside you puts his hand on your bare thigh, right below the bottom of your dress. “Who’s this?” He asks, eyeing Rick.
“I’m the guy that’s gonna start beatin’ the shit outta ya in the next five seconds if ya don’t take your hand off’a her.” Rick states coldly.
The boy looks at you then back at Rick before removing his hand. Rick’s eyes don’t move from him though as he reaches down and grabs your arm. He yanks you up, pulling you away from the party and shoving you into the passenger side of his car.
He slams the door shut as he gets in and starts the car in silence. It doesn’t last long, as Rick grips the steering wheel tighter. “What the hell you doin?”
You turn your head to look at him. “What?”
“Ya heard me.” He states. “You getting drunk? Lettin’ that boy touch ya?” His voice gets louder as he continues. “He wouldn’t even know where to start.”
You roll your eyes at Rick’s behavior. You were so sick of him trying to control you. The alcohol coursing through your veins encouraged you to let Rick know that.
“I’m 18.” You snapped. “I’m not a kid, Rick! You can’t stop me from going out and doing things. And you know what? If I want to let a boy touch me, then I will. If I want to get fucked, I will!”
You gasped as the brakes squealed, Rick pulling off the road, into a small field and shutting the car off. “What the—“
“Shut yer fuckin’ mouth.” Rick cut you off. You stayed quiet as Rick unbuckled your seatbelt and then his own, sliding his seat back all the way. “Get over ‘ere.”
You looked at him for a moment before you understood and crawled over into his lap. You straddled him, letting your hands rest on his chest.
“Obedient little thing,” Rick says as he wraps a strong hand around your throat and squeezes lightly. You inhale sharply as he loosens his grip. “bet you make a good slut for them boys, huh?” He teases and you feel your eyes well up.
A tear slips down your cheek as Rick pushes your dress up your thighs and over your hips. It should hurt your feelings, but Rick’s words did nothing but turn you on. He smirks as he wipes at the tear streak on your rosy cheeks.
“Do they even make ya cum?” He asks as he slides his fingers down over your black panties. His grip tightens on your throat once again as he flicks your clit. Another tear slips as you shake your head ‘no’ the best you can in his grasp and he chuckles. “Didn’t think so.”
He slides his hand up to cup your jaw, his thumb pressing at your lips and into your mouth. As you wrap your lips around his digit, his other hand moves your panties to the side. You moan as you felt two of his fingers slide inside you easily.
“So fuckin’ wet.” Rick groans as he pumps his fingers in and out of you. You can’t help but buck your hips against them, wanting more. “Needy slut,” Rick tsks but doesn’t stop. He lets his thumb slide out of your mouth, grabbing a handful of hair instead and pulling you down to him.
His breath was warm on your ear as his fingers crooked against your spot and made you whimper. “Get my cock out.”
Your fingers were shaky as you slipped his belt from its buckle and popped the button on his jeans. You struggled more than necessary to get his zipper down as your legs began to twitch and clench on either side of Rick’s thighs.
Once his jeans were open, Rick slid his fingers out of you. You whined at the loss as he slid his jeans and boxers down, his cock springing free. Your eyes widened at his size.
“This what you want, slut?” He asked as he grabbed your hips, pulling you over his cock. “Ya wanted to get fucked, yeah?” You whimper loudly as he pulls you down onto him, giving you no time to adjust to his size.
The tears came back as you sat down completely on him. They rushed down your cheeks as he wrapped an arm around your waist and began to bounce you on his cock. “Fuck!” He breathed out, “Feels so fuckin’ good!”
You slid your hands into his curls, gripping them as you moved with him. He grabbed your hair in return, pulling your head back to leave open-mouthed kisses down your neck and chest. He slid the straps of your dress down as he moved lower. Your hips bucked wildly as he took each nipple in his mouth, sucking and nipping until they were puffy and sore.
You squealed tightly as his teeth scraped your sore nipple once again, pulling away for a moment before Rick pulled you back to him. “Don’t pull away from me, sweetheart.” His voice was gruff now, impatient almost.
You were throbbing around him now as he thrusted into your sweet spot. Your nails dug helplessly into his scalp before moving to clench onto his shoulders. “Rick…” You whined, feeling your stomach clench.
“Don’t ya fuckin’ dare.” He growled as he bucked into you faster. He rolled his eyes as you pouted. “Yer a big girl now, right? You said you can take cock, so fuckin’ take it.”
Rick slowed down suddenly, taking his time to fully bury himself inside you with every thrust. You moaned softly, glassy eyes looking at Rick.
“What’s his name?” Rick asked and you tilted your head in confusion.
“Who?”
“That guy with his hand on your thigh.” Rick gritted the words out, like they were nearly painful to say.
“Dylan.” You told him truthfully.
“He fuck ya this good?” Rick’s eyes were icy as the question passed his lips.
“Dunno.” You smirked, “Never slept with him.”
His tilted his head at you, a silent question in his eyes. You nodded, reading his mind. “I’m a virgin.”
He sucked in a breath, biting his lip. “Oh, fuck.” He half-mumbled. You surprised him by beginning to bounce on him once again. He held your hips as you fucked yourself on his cock.
“Shit!” He cussed as he felt you throb and cum on him. His cock twitched in response, pumping hot streaks of cum into you. You moaned in unison as you both came down from your high.
You let your forehead rest against Rick’s as you caught your breath. He helped you up, pulling your dress back down and into place. He held your hand as you moved back into the passenger seat.
“‘M sorry.” Rick apologized as he started the car. “I was an ass, ‘n I shouldn’t have called ya a slut.”
You giggled, causing Rick to look over at you. “I just fucked my stepdad in a car after a party.” You shook your head in amusement. “Seems pretty slutty to me.”