Chapter 124 Vignette 107 D
Michael and I knelt in front of my dad. We had been kneeling there for hours after my dad called us out.
He was speechless, his face was buried in his hands as he shook his head in disappointment.
He had no words to say, probably blaming himself for trusting us in the first place.
I was scared but Michael seemed relaxed. Even happy because he actually got satisfaction.
About thirty minutes later, we heard their footsteps outside…the people my dad called to come and witness the taboo we committed…our family counselors.
They came in and my dad sat up.
The counselors…one male, one female.
They were the most trusted with our family secrets. My dad knew he couldn't handle the situation on his own so he called them.
They looked at us, then shifted their gaze to my father.
“Goodday, Mr. Austin." The man lended a hand for a shake and my dad barely shook it.
He looked weak.
"Are these your children, Mr. Austin?“ The woman asked,
“Yes, this is my daughter, Selena," he said, pointing to me, "And this is my stepson, Michael,“
"Okay.“ she nodded.
"This looks like a really complex situation, but don't worry, Mr. Austin. We'll handle it.” The male counselor said,
He turned to the woman he came with.
They went to one corner and all I heard from them were whispers.
And after a few minutes, they returned to us.
“Selena,"
I looked up at him
"Where is your room?“
I pointed down the hallway.
"Good, take me there.“
I stood up and dusted my knees. I led the way while he trailed me.
I was wondering what he needed my room for, but I just had to do what he asked.
I opened my room door and stepped inside.
He came in too.
He looked around, “you have a really nice room, Selena,"
"Thank you.“ My voice came out softly. Too soft.
“Close the door, we’ll be having the counseling session here," he said.
"Okay,” I said as I walked over and closed the door.
"Sit on the bed,"
I sat without hesitating. He dragged my foot stool closer and sat in front of me.
My chest started beating slightly faster.
I tried to control it.
“How old are you, Selena?" He asked,
“I'm eighteen,"
“And your step brother? He turned nineteen two weeks ago."
“How long have you guys been step siblings?"
“Two years now. His mom is My Dad's wife and she's currently out of state."
"And when did you guys start meeting behind your dad's back?”
My voice broke. “Only two weeks ago. But he started making moves on me ever since he returned from school last month.” I explained.
“This means…he was the one who started it?"
I swallowed, "yes he did.“
“Did you report to your dad?”
"No sir, I thought I could handle it on my own.“
“Does this mean you tried to resist him?"
"Yes, I did. Many times. But he forced himself on me, and after he overpowered me, he put his cock inside me and it was so sweet. I could no longer continue resisting him whenever he came.”
The man shook his head,
“That means, after that day, you didn't push him away when he came. Just because you liked it."
I nodded, my face covered with guilt.
“You don't have to worry about anything, Selena. I just need you to see me as a friend. I won't judge you. I'll never make you feel judged. Because we all have our fcked up story. What matters is that we forgive ourselves and treat ourselves with love and care."
I was almost tearing up at his words.
My vision blurred with tears.
He saw it.
“Close your eyes, Selena," he said,
"Now take a deep breath,”
I inhaled deeply.
"Hold it,“
I held my breath. Didn't exhale just yet.
"1..2..3.. Now release. Slowly.“
I released my breath slowly, just as he asked.
“Now open your eyes."
I slowly opened it.
"How do you feel now?"
I smiled, “So much better."
“Trust me, you're doing great,"
My lips curved wider.
He smiled too.
“Now tell me, Selena. Where did he touch that made you give in. I need to know so that I can advise on what to do in case of another situation.”
“Well, he touched my thighs. I wasn't putting on any panties so it was easy for him to reach my pussy.”
The counselor looked down at my skirt.
“Are you wearing any one now?"
"No,“ I answered.
“Why not? You hate wearing them?"
“No, we… We were still on the bed together before my dad caught us. Michael was the one who took off the panties I was wearing and I don't know where they are now,"
“Let me see,"
I lifted my skirt and he looked at my thighs. My pussy was bare and swollen in front of him.
He was just a professional counselor. Nothing could possibly go wrong between us. I knew it for a fact.
Then he put his hand on my hip.. on my left hip, almost near my knees.
“Was it here that he touched you?"
I shook my head and he shifted his hand slightly higher.
“Was it here?" His hand was on my mid-thighs now.
I shook my head still.
He dragged his hand upward again, crossing an extent. His hand was up my thighs now, almost at my groin.
“here?"
"Yes. There,”
He shifted his hand to the left side, going near my cunt.
“did he touch up to this point?"
I swallowed. "Yes. Yes he did.” My voice was more breath than voice.
My heart flinched when he touched my clit.
I moaned to myself. I didn't want him to know that this… counseling he was rendering was sending shivers down my spine.
I didn't want him to know that it was making me wet.
He stood up and shifted the foot stool far from his back as he knelt between my legs.
He looked up at me, “Did Michael ever suck you there?” he asked, pointing to my clit.
“Yes he did. It was one of the sweetest parts." My breath was shaky now.
"How did he do it?”
I was going to answer him.
But he didn't wait.
The moment my lips parted to speak, he spread my legs apart and gripped my clit with his lips.
He started sucking it.
My eyes widened.
My mouth went ajar.
Fuck!
I exclaimed.
My breath hitched.
“what are you…?"
He raised his head, "Relax, I'm not doing anything stupid with you. I'm just making sure of something. Just be calm, okay.“ he said and put his lips down there.
I exhaled. I tried to hold my breath.
I tried not to moan.
I tried to still believe that this was part of the counseling.
But before I could moan again, he slid one of his fingers inside my pussy.
Oh shit!
I exclaimed. This wasn't what counseling should be. At that point I became sure.
But what he was doing to me. Oh lord.
His lips and his tongue probing on my clit while his finger continued sliding in and out of my pussy.
My head fell back behind me and I held myself from falling back on the bed.
He stood up and the next place his hand went was his belt.
“What are you doing?” I whispered, my pussy already covered in my wet juices and his spit.
"Don't worry, I just need to confirm something.“ I could hear the sound of his breathing as he spoke.
I knew there was nothing he needed to confirm, he just wanted to get into me.
But I was too horny to resist. I also needed him.
He pulled out his cock from the opened zippers.
“Relax on the bed and spread your legs,” he said.
I adjusted immediately.
I spread my legs and shifted my skirt from covering my pussy.
It was red-pink now. Swollen and soaked.
I needed something. My pussy badly needed to be fucked by this man.
His cock looked like it would be able to take care of my horny hole.
I closed my eyes and he held my hands up above my head, pinning it to the bed.
His cock was so fucking hard.
He leaned in on me, lowering his hips.
He didn't need to hold it with his hand. He just pushed his hips and his strong cock entered inside my pussy.
He moaned.
Fuck.
I moaned too.
He started fucking me .
His weight pressed on me as he continued to push his cock deep inside me.
He fucked my wet hole. I was so horny, the wetness of my pussy was extraordinary. It made his cock thrust inside me effortlessly.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and he went deeper.
All that long cock was buried inside me as he slammed my hole.
My breath hitched.
He grinded my pussy walls, stretching my cunt raw.
My eyes were closed as he filled my pussy with his cum and orgasm.
He pulled out and shook his cock as the rest of the cum dropped to the floor.
I sat up and looked at my cunt.
It was dripping with cum.
No way I had two cocks on the same day.
One is my step brother, and the other one is the man who came to counsel me for sleeping with him.