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Jenny Mulligan had always been trouble.

Ever since she and my daughter, Lucy, had become friends shortly after their eighteenth birthdays, I had been on edge around her. Whereas Lucy looked like the ‘Grade A’ student that she was with her sensible clothing, long blonde hair and glasses, Jenny Mulligan was another thing entirely.

Despite the fact that she stood no taller than five feet two inches and possessed a slender frame, there was an aura of power and danger about Jenny, the feeling enhanced by the black skinny jeans and cropped vests that she constantly wore, exposing her heavily tattooed arms. Several times, I had tried to hold her gaze but each time, I had been the one to look away first, somehow intimidated by the face stating back at me. Not that Jenny was scary or unpleasant to look at, far from it in fact.

With her jet-black hair cut in a pixie type hairstyle and her deep brown eyes staring back from either side of a slightly upturned nose with one nostril pierced by a ring, she carried a look of intense elfin beauty that made me feel uneasy inside.

Yet despite her apparently innocent and faerie features, still I was worried that she was going to corrupt my daughter Lucy.

For six months, I withstood the urge to order my daughter to not have anything to do with Jenny, knowing that to do so was not the way that a decent parent should really behave, yet knowing inside that there was something amiss about the young woman that had become such an integral part of our lives.

It was mid-summer and I was working from home, or rather I was trying to work from home with little success due to the laughter an chatter that was rising up from Lucy and Jenny as they lounged about our pool. Sighing, shaking my head, I had risen from my desk and moved to the window of my study, looking down at the scene below. The sun was glaring down on the paved area around our pool and my daughter was lying face down in her sensible one-piece swimsuit upon a sun bed.

Turning my gaze from my daughter, I studied the figure that stood on the opposite side of the pool with her hands upon her hips and her tanned lithe body barely concealed in a black bikini.

Shaking my head at how confident the young woman seemed, knowing that at the same age I had been far less self-assured, I turned from the window and left my study; fully intending to head down to the kitchen and fetch myself a nice cold beverage.

Striding through the upper corridor, I paused as I passed Lucy’s bedroom, my attention grabbed by the buzz of a mobile phone.
For a moment, I considered what to do but then on impulse, I headed into my daughter’s bedroom, following the buzzing.

Frowning, I picked up the phone from Lucy’s bed, realising that it must be Jenny’s and then I began reading the message that she had received, certain that it would be about drugs or crime, thus proving that I had been right about her all along.

Yet it wasn’t about drugs or crime.
Not by a long shot.
Instead, it simply said;

-OK I will watch you tonite x-

Watch you?
Confused, I read the name of the sender; Darren.
Who was Darren and why was he going to watch Jenny?
Scrolling back through the earlier part of the message, my mouth went dry;

-Darren; so how do I find U? What site?-
-Jenny; Live-web-cam-shows, I am on at 10 tonight. Log on and watch me have sex live!-

 Mouth dry, head pounding at the implications of the text message, I suddenly flinched as I heard footsteps on the stairs.

Cursing softly, I dropped the phone and sprinted from the bedroom, my panic taking me straight into the linen cupboard opposite her open door. I just managed to get the door shut behind me and then I stood there, watching in silence as Jenny moved into sight and entered the bedroom opposite me.

Holding my breath, I stared out through the slatted surface of the door, watching as she entered the room and paused, her eyes on the phone that I had dropped it upon the bedroom carpet.
She bent at the waist to pick it up and I nearly groaned aloud at the sight of her small perfect arse bent over directly opposite me, the material little more than a black strip between her cheeks before widening slightly to cover her pussy.

For what seemed an age she stayed that way and then she rose and turned to leave my daughter’s bedroom only to pause in front of the cupboard where I was hiding, the hint of a smile playing along her full lips. Trying not to breathe, I stayed as still as I possibly could, my eyes lowering to take in the swell of her full breasts of the woman twenty years my junior, my gaze shifting to stare at the shape of her nipples poking through the black material. Then she was gone, leaving me alone with a throbbing erection and a burning curiosity.

That evening I was locked in my study at home once again having sent my wife and daughter to the movies with strict instructions to enjoy themselves and have a ton of fun.

I was dressed in just a pair of cotton shorts, the heat still heavy in the night air and as I sat before the PC monitor my palms were sweating.

Yet that had nothing to do with the heat and humidity, and absolutely everything to do with the fact that I was about to watch my eighteen year old daughter’s best friend online.

Earlier that evening, once my wife and daughter had left the house, I had joined the site that I had first heard mentioned in the text from the mysterious Darren to Jenny, costing me $50.

Then I had settled down to wait for Jenny Mulligan to appear.

Spot on 10pm the screen before me flickered, the websites banner and name fading away to reveal the familiar figure of Jenny sat upon the edge of a large bed, her figure clad in what appeared to the same swimsuit from earlier. With a faint smile, Jenny had addressed the camera before her, making it appear as if she was actually talking to me, “Are you ready to watch me?”
Without thinking, I nodded, embarrassment touching me as I realised what I had done. On the screen, Jenny was cupping her right breast in a hand, her thumb brushing over her nipple, “I have a very special show planned tonight guys and gals!”
Frowning, I watched as she raised the mobile phone that I had seen earlier that day, and began to text as she continued to talk to the camera, “The show tonight is dedicated to one man in particular…I am sure they will know who they are in a moment”

With that she lowered the phone and I nodded in understanding, “Ah right…Darren”
I nearly had a heart attack as my mobile phone suddenly buzzed in my pocket, and thinking that perhaps it was my wife or daughter trying to get hold off me I snatched it out and read the message;

-I hope you enjoy my show Mr Matthews. I know you enjoyed watching me earlier. I hope you like webcam girls as much. Jenny x-

 Dumbstruck, I turned back to stare at the screen as Jenny reached back to unfasten her bra and then cast it aside.
Cupping her firm breasts, she licked her lips as she stared at the camera, “How would you like to squeeze my big tits like this?”

“Hell yeah” I muttered, my shorts jutting out before me as I watched, unable to turn my eyes away from the scene on screen.

Releasing her grip on her tits, Jenny rose with the grace of a ballet dancer and lowered her hands, sinking her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and then bending forward, she slowly drew them down her long legs. Straightening up once more, she kicked her right foot, sending the black panties sailing off towards the camera and then passed and out of sight.

Blinking hard, I watched as Jenny sat back down on the surface of the bed, her thighs wide open to show off her shaven pussy as she licked her lips once more and laid back down flat.

Mind tilting, cock straining, I watched as she reached down, her fingers tracing the puffy outlines of her pussy lips, her head lifting to stare down her body into the camera as she pushed a finger inside herself, “Do you want to do this to me?”
Again, I mumbled a confirmation and on the bed, Jenny pushed another finger in beside the first, her thighs opening wider still.

Reaching down, I grasped the broad base of my hard cock in my right hand and began to stroke it, grunting at the feeling it sent through my groin, my pace increasing to match that of Jenny as she began to frig herself faster and faster, her body bucking and squirming upon the bed. Letting out a curse as a wave of pleasure surged through me, I leaned closer to the screen, watching as the juices of my daughter’s best friend began to show on her pussy, the sound of her fingers working away growing wetter and wetter by the second. Shaking my head, unable to believe that I was actually sitting here watching Jenny finger herself, I wanked harder, wishing that she was with me.
As if sensing my thoughts, the young woman removed her fingers from her dripping pussy and rolled to her knees, her arse facing me and her head down and to the side as she stared back at the camera, “Imagine you are kneeling behind me”
I nodded, knowing that she was talking to me, my imagination racing as she reached back and pulled herself wide, “Oooh put your big fat cock in me please…please!”
“Fuck” I grunted, shaking my head again, “Fuck yeah!”
“Mmmm” she groaned upon the bed, her tongue snaking out to lick her lips as she pretended I was pushing into her, “Oh it feels so big….oh your cock is so fat!”
She reached back then, pushing three fingers inside herself, slowly beginning to grind herself back onto the digits as I cursed and groaned in my study, wanking at the screen as I imagined her looking back up at me, moaning in ecstasy, her wet tightness gripping at my cock like a pot of honey.

Without warning, Jenny twisted about, producing a large dildo from somewhere and plunging it into her open mouth, her lips sliding as she suck and moaned at it like a thing possessed.

“Damn” I muttered in my study, imagining that the rubber length in her mouth was my cock as she licked and sucked at it.

Dragging it free from her mouth, she wanked it slowly over her face, “Oh yeah…you dirty fucking bastard…come in my face!”
With a roar, I unloaded, my spunk shooting from my cock to spatter the screen, balls convulsing as I came again and again, shooting ream after ream of semen like a pressurized hose.

Feeling like a broken man, I sat back in my chair, my sticky cock slowly wilting against my thigh as on screen, jenny licked at her lips, pretending to scoop up dollops of cum before sucking it off her finger. Then she winked at the camera, sending a message directly to me, “I hope you enjoyed the show”

I have never got on with mums new husband, my step-dad Joe.

They got together when I was just leaving to move away to college and so I wasn’t there to advise my mum on my opinion of him, to gently steer her away from the guy I didn’t like.

In truth, I guess there was nothing overly wrong with him.
He just wasn’t my dad and the thought of another man being in my home alone with my mother while I was away left me cold.

Anyway, my years at college flew by and soon I had graduated and was heading home to live with the pair of them.

The first few days were a nightmare.
Since they had been together, I had only met him five times including their rushed wedding. Now I was living with the man.

To be honest I thought I could handle it until I came downstairs one morning to find the pair of them leaning up against the wall in the kitchen kissing passionately like a pair of teenagers.

For a moment, I had stood there in silence watching them kiss and stroke each other, captivated by the difference in them; my mother being short, slender and blonde with glasses and he, Joe, being large, muscled, bald and black.
Suffice to say that with a cough, I alerted them to my presence.

Blushing, my mother had stepped quickly away from her new husband and hurried about the kitchen, clucking after me like a mother hen until with a groan and a roll of my eyes, I left the house to start my new job as an accountant in our hometown.

My first day on the job went better and faster than I had ever imagined it would and before I knew it, the day was over.

Yet instead of returning home to the house where I now felt like a stranger, I headed for the local bar and proceeded to drown my sorrows. It was halfway through the evening when my mobile phone had rung and sighing, I had accepted the call from my mother only to find that her Aunt, my great aunt, was seriously ill in Nebraska and that she had left to go visit her.

My stomach had knotted at the thought and grimacing, I had asked my mother if that meant that I was going to have to live at the house alone with Joe until she returned from her visit.

I could almost sense the irritation in her voice as she replied, “No, I have told him to go stay with some friends till I get back”
Feeling guilty at putting my poor mother in the middle, I had shaken my head, “No, it’s fine, I will go to a friends…Laura is always asking me to stay over”

“Well, the offer is there” she stated, “Right, I have to go, bye”

Placing the phone away, I finished my drink and then headed off to call a taxi to get me to my friend’s house for the night.

Imagine my horror, when half an hour later the taxi pulled up outside my mother’s home and with shock, I realised that in my drunken state, I had told the driver the wrong address to go to!
Cursing myself for a fool, knowing that I didn’t have enough money for him to take me elsewhere, I had clambered from the vehicle and stood staring up at the house with embarrassment.

For a moment, I considered turning around and walking to my friends house but I was already extremely tipsy and there was no guarantee that I would be able to find my way there safely.
That left going into my own home.
It should be fine. After all, my mother had told me that Joe would be going to stay with his family until her return after all.

Smiling at the thought of finally getting some alone time, I unlocked the door and went inside, leaving the lights off as I headed straight upstairs to my bedroom at the rear of the house.

In a matter of minutes, I had changed into a beige satin nightie and was about to clamber into bed when I realised that I needed a drink of milk before bed to settle my stomach.

Making my way down to the kitchen, I froze as I passed by what had once been my childhood games room, the sound of a deep male voice making me stick to the spot in abject terror.
Were we being burgaled?
Were there thieves in my home!
For the first time since knowing him, I wished that Joe was there, knowing that his huge powerful form was more than enough to scare off anyone who dared to break into our home.

That was when I recognised the deep laugh from the room.
It was Joe!

Suddenly filled with an intense anger, furious that he had actually returned to the house even though my mother had told me he was going to stay with friends, I stormed towards the door of the small study only to freeze as I saw my reflection in the small glass window of the lounge doors. How could I possibly go storming in to shout at my stepfather while I was dressed in little more than a short satin nightie that barely covered my large breasts or my tanned thighs?

Cursing inwardly, I was about to turn away and head back to my room when I heard him mutter, “Damn, that’s hot!”
What the fuck?
Frowning, I edged closer to the door, peering down through the keyhole to spy into the room beyond, determined to find out just what the Hell was going on here while my mother was away.

Directly in front of the keyholes angle, the screen of the home computer sat on the desk and I narrowed my eyes, trying to make out just what the images upon its wide surface were.
I grunted in shock as I saw the naked woman, stroking her breasts while she giggled, “Do you like my tits?”
“Oh Hell yeah” the bass voice of my stepfather had me angling my gaze through the keyhole as best as I could, my eyes widening as I found him sitting completely naked in the chair opposite the PC, his muscled legs stretched out before him.

Yet it was not the muscles of his lower limbs that had me so captivated but rather the thick, long black cock in his hand.

Wide-eyed, I watched as he slowly slid a hand up its length and then back down, squeezing tight as he addressed the woman on the screen, “Lick your nipple baby!”
On the screen, the woman did as instructed, her tongue swirling around her the breast she was holding and I shuddered as I realised that my own nipples had suddenly gone hard as well.

Trying to focus, I turned my gaze back to Joe, my eyes dropping to marvel at his huge cock again as he continued to stroke it and give the woman upon the screen instructions. Shaking my head, I wondered how on Earth my mother was able to take such a beast inside her. The longest cock that I had ever seen had belonged to my ex, and his had been just five inches long, less than half the size of the monster my stepdad was pulling on.

Without thinking, my right hand moved down between my legs, my fingers touching at the damp spot on my panties that shouldn’t be there, ashamed of finding myself suddenly attracted to the man that I couldn’t stand, my heart hammering in my chest each time I lowered my gaze to his big cock and balls.

“Oh fuck!” he grunted, speeding up his hand as he wanked, his voice low and husky, “I fucking love live sex shows!”
“Do you?” the woman on the screen cooed, less than sincere.

“Fuck yeah” he grunted, the sound deep and animal-like, “Yes I do, there is nothing like webcam sex!”

“Oooh” the woman chuckled, “You sound excited”
“Oh yeah baby” Joe murmured, still tossing himself off, “I swear down you are lucky you ain’t here with them big titties!”

“Hell yeah” he nodded, his face bestial and hungry with lust, “I swear if you were here, I would fuck you so hard…I need pussy!”

My own pussy seemed to explode at his coarse words and cringing, I tried to clamp my legs together to stop the juices that were beginning to run down my inner thighs from my wet hole.

“What would you do to me?” the woman on the screen asked and he gave a deep throaty chuckle, eyes wide with excitement.

“First I would push my cock in your mouth and make you suck me…then I would bend you over and fuck you like an animal!”
My mind tilted then, addled by drink and his foul language.
With a gasp, I staggered off balance and fell forwards against the door, hands reaching out to stop my rapid descent.

With a crash, the door swung open and I dropped to my hands and knees before him, my full heavy breasts swinging free of my top as I landed on all fours. With a gasp and a curse, Joe leaped to his feet and turned to face me, and I moaned in delirium as I saw his fat cock swaying just inches from my pretty features.

Time seemed to slow, a heavy silence descending upon us both and then the woman on the screen spoke, “Are you still there?”
“Yeah” he grunted, his eyes still fixed to my big swinging tits.

Trembling, I rose to my feet to stand facing him, our eyes locked together and then on instinct, I reached out to stroke his cock. The effect of my hand upon his dick was instantaneous.

With a soft growl, he stepped against me, his cock swelling and twitching in his hands as he grasped at one of my large breasts in his right hand and pulled me tight against him with his left.

I groaned as he kissed me, his hot tongue seeking mine for several minutes as we stood in a tight embrace, him squeezing my tits and me wanking his big cock with slow long strokes.

On impulse, I dropped to my knees before him, smothering the end of his cock with the hot velvet of my mouth, my hands cupping his huge balls as I bobbed my head on his big dick.

I lost all track of time as I sucked him, occasionally sliding my mouth from his swollen helmet to coat the shaft with the broad spade of my tongue or to tongue his hairy balls into my mouth.

All the time, the woman on the screen was playing with herself, unaware that we were naked before her, as she pushed several fingers into her pussy, moaning as she frigged herself off.
With a grunt, Joe pulled his cock away from my mouth and pushed me back down into the armchair, hoisting my thighs over his broad shoulders as he speared his hot tongue in between the lips of my pussy, two big fingers sliding into me.

Closing my eyes, I gave myself over to the sensation as he tongued away at my pussy, eating me with a technique and dedication I had never known from young men my own age.

Suddenly he broke away and staring down between us, I had the briefest of moments to panic as I saw him grasp his big hard cock in a hand and steer it between my legs. I grunted as his swollen head pushed past my lips and into me, filling me in a way that I had never known before, going deeper until I was on the verge of blacking out from a mixture of pleasure and pain.

Without warning, he slowly withdrew and then pushed it back inside me, deeper than before and I managed to gargle a groan of ecstasy, my eyes rolling in my head as he grabbed one of my big tits in each hand and then began to fuck me like a machine.

As he pounded away at me, I managed to stare past him with blurry vision, focusing as best as I could on the woman upon the screen as she began to use a big rubber dildo on herself, her voice excited as she cried out, “Oh God yes, I’m cumming!”
With a gasp and a shudder, I repeated her words, my head spinning with the ferocity of my orgasm and then I was gasping in shock as I felt Joe shoot a huge amount of spunk up inside me, his guttural roar a sound of raw intense emotion.

Leaning forwards to kiss me again, he withdrew his shrinking cock with a soft plop and then rose before me, smiling, “So…does this mean that the pair of us are friends now?”
Through heavy lidded eyes, I held his gaze, “Don’t talk soft!”

Joe laughed, turning to study the woman fingering herself on the PC screen for a moment. Then he turned back to grin down at me, “Fair enough…we don’t need to be friends”
“No we don’t” I confirmed, my eyes dropping to study his big cock as it began to twitch back into life, “Now shut up and let me clean that big black cock!”

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