Chapter 09 - Not Quite Home Alone Morgan jogged around the corner onto her street and stopped. She was breathing heavily; the sweat clinging to her skin glistened in the evening sunlight, her chest rose and fell under her jogging bra. She stared down the street at her house. Richard would be in there. The car was gone which meant her mother had probably gone out shopping as she usually did on Saturdays, but Richard would not have gone with her. He had barely left the house once since she had first walked in on him sitting on the living room sofa the previous Sunday, after Mr. Ely had dropped her off. She had still not fully gotten over the shock of seeing the man that her mother had kicked out of their lives a year ago. She had not known at the time what he had done deserve this. Only recently did she figure out the truth. Richard had started a tradition of making special milkshakes for Morgan and her mother but he would never allow them to see him making them. The secret ingredient that he had failed to mentioned happened to be his own cum. Morgan couldn't help but think what had been going through his mind as he watched her, a 13 year old girl, swallowing his cum. The strange thing was that, although this news would have shocked and horrified her a year ago, it almost seemed unimportant now. After all, she had swallowed lots of guys' cum now hadn't she? Most of them she hadn't even met. Not only that, she was not even a virgin any more. She had made love with... "No" Morgan reminded herself, she had been fucked by lots of guys now. She began to count them off in her head. First was Arthur, then Ted, then Charles, then Squiggy and Lenny, and finally Mr. Ely. Her friend Darsey's father, Mr. Ely, had even fucked her ass. So why was it that she couldn't stop hating Richard for the cum in those milkshakes, she didn't hate any of the others, at least she thought she didn't. She remembered what had happened that night she had come home. It had all been amazingly civil. She had sat down in the kitchen with her mother and Richard and they explained how they had started seeing each other again a few weeks ago and how they wanted to give it another shot. Richard was out of work at the moment but was looking for a job, in the meantime Morgan's mother would be taking extra shifts to cover for the extra expense, "...but Richard will be here so you won't be left alone." she said, smiling up at him. "That's right, honey" Richard said, looking straight into Morgan's eyes "We're going to have lots of time to get to know each other again." Morgan had not been comfortable about this at all, but the strange thing was that since then, Richard had given her no reason to doubt his intentions. He had been surprisingly polite and she had not seen his eyes stray over her body once. She had, however, been able to hear him having sex with her mother every night this week. They made no attempt to keep their nocturnal activities from her and they kept Morgan lying awake late into the night, listening to the creaking of the bed, the moans of her mother and the Richard's guttural grunts. Morgan continued down the street towards her house, there was nowhere else for her to go really. Normally she might go to visit her friend Darsey but she didn't want to run into Mr. Ely. She didn't want to put him through that. It would be difficult for him to have her there along with his daughter and wife, intruding on his family life. Ted was outside his house in the front garden, occupied with watering the flowers or some such, as he always seemed to be whenever Morgan returned from a jog. "Hi Morgan." Ted said, putting down his watering can. "Hi Ted." "You look exhausted," Ted said, his eyes flitted all over her body "would you like to come inside for a drink?" Morgan looked at Ted as she thought about his offer. She really didn't want to go home and see Richard, he hadn't been acting inappropriately but this would be the first time that she and him were alone in the house together. On the other hand, if she accepted Ted's invitation there was no telling how long she'd be conscious. Ted had a habit of slipping things in her drinks. "No thanks," she replied "I'll get something at home." Morgan saw the look of disappointment in Ted's eyes and instantly felt sorry for him. Suddenly she had an idea that might just brighten up his day. "Besides, I really need to get out of these clothes and take a shower." She saw his eyes dart over her body again and struggled to withhold a smirk. "See you later, Ted." She felt him watching her as she walked up to her front door. She turned the handle and entered. As she closed the door she caught a glimpse of Ted turning away and hurriedly making his way back into his house, no doubt heading for his computer in hope. She hadn't turned the webcam on at all this week. She had been planning to but the return of Richard had thrown her and left her feeling very confused and vulnerable. She had decided to wait a while and now, with Richard now in the house almost every hour of the day, Ted was no longer able to sneak in and turn the camera on. However, after seeing him she felt like enough time had passed and that it might be time to give her fans a little attention. There was a noise coming from the living room, some game show on the tv. Morgan quietly walked into the kitchen. She opened the fridge and took out her Snapple, popped it open and took a long gulp. Morgan stared down at the drink in her hand. She hated herself for it but she couldn't dispel a feeling of disappointment that Ted could no longer sneak in to add the extra ingredient, sent in from total strangers. She still felt that strange excitement that all these men were so desperate for her to drink their sperm. She wondered at the enjoyment they got out of it. Morgan turned to leave the kitchen and stopped short. Richard was standing in the doorway. "Well, aren't you just as quiet as a mouse," Richard said, leaning against the wall and smiling at her, " I didn't even hear you come in." "Yeah, sorry, I was thirsty." Morgan replied, giving the Snapple in her hand an embarrassed shake. Morgan couldn't help but feel flustered. Just as she was thinking about the sperm missing from her Snapple, in walks the first man whose sperm she ever drank. Morgan looked up at Richard and studied him more closely than she had since he had moved back in. He was a mess, there was no doubt about that. He was only wearing jeans and a slightly stained, white tank top. His beard was unkempt, with flecks of grey scattered through. His hair was the same salt and pepper colour but had been pulled back into his usual, scraggly ponytail. His slightly yellowing teeth peaked out from under the beard. Beneath that, however, his eyes and smile appeared to be kind and genuine. "No need to apologise honey, how was your run?" "It was good, thanks." "I've heard you leaving every morning." "Yeah, I try to go every day." "Well that explains it." Morgan paused, confused. She looked up at Richard hesitantly. "Explains what?" "How you've got that amazing body." Morgan froze, her gaze fixed on Richard's face. Richard carried on as if he hadn't noticed. "Come on, you can't act like you don't know it. I'll bet you've got all girls at school jealous as hell and the boys all worked up." Richard walked leisurely towards Morgan "I bet they've been sniffin' around you." He stopped at the fridge, opened it and pulled out a beer. "So tell me, have you done anythin' with any of `em?" He stared at her intently. Morgan couldn't hold his gaze, she stared at the floor, unable to keep her face from going red. "I... I have to go," Morgan stammered, "I have to... have to... take a shower." Morgan grimaced as she uttered the words. Why couldn't she have thought of something else? Like, something that didn't involve her getting naked. Morgan slipped past Richard without looking at him and hurried towards the hall. She could feel his gaze following her upstairs and she didn't feel safe until she had closed the door to her room. Morgan sat at her desk, thinking about what had just happened. She had hoped that, after a week of no action from Richard, he wasn't going to be interested in her. But she had seen that look in enough guys' eyes now to know what it meant. Every time she had come home in the last week and seen him sitting on the sofa, every time she had run into him in the corridor or in the kitchen, she had expected something like this to happen. She had even, she realised now, been slightly disappointed when it hadn't. Morgan got up from the desk and walked around the room trying to shake the thoughts from her head. Richard was dating her mom and besides, he wasn't even good-looking, Morgan actually found him slightly repulsive. Still, she was so used to attracting the leering gazes of older men now, she had been ever so slightly disappointed to think that Richard wasn't interested in her. Not that she wanted to do anything... Morgan shook her head and stood up from her desk. She was thinking in circles. She paced up and down the room, glancing out of the window. She noticed a light on in Ted's house and she remembered her brief encounter with him just a few minutes before. Morgan smiled to herself, certain that Ted was sat at his computer, praying for a glimpse of her. She had been about to give it to him before her run-in with Richard. However, somehow it didn't seem fair to let that ruin Ted's night. The thought of him sat there all night made her feel a little sympathy. Morgan pulled out her mother's laptop once again. She found her chat room and signed in. She positioned the laptop out of sight and took a deep breath as she opened the other laptop and the webcam turned on. She stifled a grin as she glanced at her viewers list, seeing TedDog99 as the only one. She kept her gaze fixed on the screens for ten seconds, twenty, thirty... then it happened. Another viewer, MASTERCK4891, popped up. Then came SKINNER_CLOTHES_OFF, then KILLER_JOE. Soon the viewing list and chat room were full and the messages were starting to roll in; SKINNER_CLOTHES_OFF: She's BACK!!! CUTRIGHT9: Finally! SLIMPIKENS: Thank Christ! BIGWIG_WIGBIG: HALLELUJAH!!! KILLR_JOE: I Can't jack off to anything but Morgan anymore. SKINNER_CLOTHES_OFF: lol SLIMPIKENS: Look at those lips. CUTRIGHT9: I'd love to push my cock between those. SLIMPIKENS: Get in line. BIGWIG_WIGBIG: 8=D-- KILLR_JOE: Already? CUTRIGHT9: lol Morgan read the comments as they came in, almost faster than her eyes could follow, and struggled to conceal a small smile. She had missed this. It felt good to see how much all these men wanted her, how they looked forward to the brief glimpses of her whilst knowing that they could never have her. It made her feel a little sad for them and she suddenly regretted having kept her webcam turned off for so long. She should make up for that. Morgan turned away and walked towards her wardrobe, where she knew her whole figure would be in frame. She kicked off hers shoes, followed quickly by her socks, leaving her in only shorts, panties and her sports bra. Morgan slid her shorts down to the floor knowing that she had the complete attention of her audience. She bent over at the waist and opened the bottom draw. She stayed their for a long time, pretending to rummage through the draw, while presenting her voyeurs with a perfect view of her panty-clad, 14 year old ass. She finally rose, holding her towel. Morgan quickly removed her bra and panties, her back still to the camera, and wrapped the towel around her chest. She knew that her audience would be devastated, they would feel cheated, but she had one last treat for them. Morgan turned and walked back to the desk, she read the last few comments; CUTRIGHT9: IT WASN'T ENOUGH!!! SKINNER_CLOTHES_OFF: We've still got the after shower to come. SLIMPIKENS: WAIT! Something's happening... Morgan had started to pick at the towel just where it covered her nipples. She gave a frustrated look and then removed the towel. BIGWIG_WIGBIG: YEEEESSSS!!!! KILLR_JOE: There they are. SLIMPIKENS: FUCKIN AMAZING! Meanwhile Morgan had returned her hands to her chest, feeling her breasts tentatively, as though they were extra sensitive. Her fingers grazed lightly over her nipples, a soft moan escaped from her lips. She was incredibly turned on to be performing like this. She had thought for some time of masturbating for her viewers but had never done it before. She could see that her whole upper body was in frame, from just below her belly button. Morgan's eyes closed as her right hand slid down her body and out of shot to her soaking wet pussy. Morgan moaned again as she dipped a finger into her wetness. She could feel the eyes on her and it was causing her orgasm to build very quickly. She pushed a second finger into her pussy as her other hand pinched and pulled at her nipples. She was breathing heavily, her mouth wide open. Morgan heard footsteps coming up the stairs. She froze, staring towards the door. The footsteps stopped outside. Morgan thought she could hear Richard's heavy breathing, jest a few short steps away from her. The moment seemed to last a lifetime. Then the footsteps continued on down the hall, she heard a door open and close and then silence. Morgan could hear her heart beating. She immediately continued pumping her fingers in and out of her dripping pussy. Although, she hated herself for it, the fear of Richard opening the door had been accompanied by that tinge of desire to be used again. To have a man take complete advantage of her, she couldn't help it. It didn't take long for Morgan to reach her climax after that. She felt her pussy clamping down on her fingers, her mouth opened in a silent scream, her eyes wide, her knuckles white on the hand gripping her breast as it twisted. Her knees trembled and buckled. She fell forward, her hand shooting out to catch the chair to keep herself upright. She leaned forward onto the desk, which incidentally made her face fill the whole screen of the webcam. Her viewers were ecstatic, applauding and celebrating what they had just witnessed. Morgan glanced at the forum and saw many clapping hands, several jizzing cocks and KILLR_JOE asking for an encore. She didn't try to hide the smile that broke across her face, while still avoiding looking straight at the webcam. Not a single viewer believed that she knew anything about her adoring audience as she glowed in the aftermath of her orgasm. Morgan picked up the towel and wrapped it around her again. She shakily made her way out of her room, across the hall and into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. She spent a long time in the shower, letting the warm water run over her face and down her body. Finally Morgan turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. She stopped in her tracks. The bathroom door was slightly ajar; she had forgotten to lock it. Morgan's mind flashed back to that time, over a year ago, when Richard had peaked into the bathroom and stolen a look at her naked body. Had he now done it again? Morgan wrapped the towel tightly around herself and hurried back to her room, keeping her head down. She closed the door behind her and took a deep breath. Moving over to her desk, she casually stacked a few books in front of her computer to block the webcam and muted the microphone to give herself a modicum of privacy. She sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at the floor. How could she have been so stupid as to leave the door unlocked, knowing what Richard was like? Had some part of her subconsciously allowed it to happen? She cursed herself inwardly. Morgan had continuously allowed herself to fall into compromising positions around men ever since her first time with Arthur. She had done it with Charles, with the janitor, Squiggy and most recently with Mr. Ely. She didn't want to let it happen with Richard, somehow he was different to all the others. Just then there was a knock on the door. "Morgan?" Came Richard's voice from the other side. Morgan was still wrapped only in her towel. "Just a second." She scrambled to her feet, frantically looking around for any clothes. She stopped still as the door opened, Richard was framed in the doorway, staring at her. He took a couple of steps into the room, his eyes taking in her whole form, wrapped tightly in the towel from her chest to just above mid-thigh. "Morgan, I wanted to apologise." Morgan stared at him dumbly for a couple of seconds. "For what I said earlier, downstairs, about your body." His eyes now were fixed on hers. "You've grown up so much in the last year, you've grown into a young woman. I was just trying to not treat you like a child but I understand if I made you uncomfortable. Can you forgive me?" Morgan could only manage a small nod. Richard took another couple of steps towards her, they were now only an arms length apart. "I know you've never had a real father figure in your life. A year ago, when I left, I wasn't ready for that. But now..." Morgan was stunned speechless. She looked into Richard's eyes. He looked and sounded genuine. Was it possible that she had been wrong about him all this time? "I know it will take time, but I want us to become close." He took another small step towards her, they were almost touching now. It made Morgan feel very uncomfortable. "Would you like that?" "Yes." The smallest sound escaped Morgan's lips. "Good." Richard said. "I'm glad. Why don't you give me a hug?" He extended his arms. Morgan didn't really have a choice in the matter. They were standing so close that his arms already entrapped her. He wrapped them around her and pulled her too him. His hands rested on her back, rubbing gently through the fabric. Her face was pressed into his chest, the thin material of the white tank top he wore, stained with beer and sweat, the only thing preventing them from being skin to skin. Then Morgan realised she could feel something pressed between their two bodies. She felt one of Richard's hands move a little lower down her back and she knew that she had not been wrong about Richard at all. His hands crept lower until they were cupping her cheeks through the towel. He let out a low groan. "You've grown up so much." Morgan felt his fingers reaching down. They curled around the hem of the towel and lifted upwards. His hands disappeared underneath and gripped her bare ass firmly and squeezed. Without speaking he pushed her backwards until her ass hit the edge of her desk. He lifted her effortlessly and sat her down. His hands came round to rest on the top of her thighs, still glistening from the shower. He looked into her eyes, "Take off the towel." He said in a voice that brooked no argument. Morgan's hands were shaking as they rose to her chest and unwrapped the towel, allowing it to fall around her. He drank her in, his hands rose up exploring her body. He reached her nipples and circled around them before giving them a sharp twist. Morgan let out a yelp and Richard smiled, his teeth stained and yellow. "I've been waiting to do this for a long time." He growled and sunk to his knees. His head moved forward between her legs, his hands pushing her thighs apart. "Wait, I... oh." Morgan started to protest before his mouth engulfed her pussy, she let out a small moan. She hated the fact that she was already wet before his tongue entered her. She had started to feel herself reacting as soon as she had felt his cock pressed into her stomach. His tongue probed deep before exiting to flick across her clit. Morgan wriggled on the desk, her chest rising and falling rapidly, unable to stop herself reacting to Richard's ministrations. One hand rested on the desk to support her while the other came to rest on top of Richard's head. She was letting out tiny moans and grunts as Richard continued to lap at her labia. Just then, Morgan's phone rang. It was resting on the desk next to her, she looked down to see her mother's face, smiling on the screen. "It's mom." Morgan said breathlessly to Richard. He stopped licking and looked up at her. "Answer it." He said. Uncertainly, Morgan picked up the phone and answered it. "Hello?" "Hi, honey. It's mom. Listen, I'm over here at the Sheri's and her sister has just gone into labour. Tom and her need to go to the hospital but they need a sitter for Joey. How fast can you be over here?" Sheri and Tom were the Driscoll's, who Morgan had babysat for many times before. Before Morgan could answer, Richard, with a wicked grin on his face, leaned in and pushed his tongue deep inside Morgan's pussy. Morgan let out a short gasp. "Morgan, are you alright?" her mother asked sounding concerned. "Yeah, I'm fine mom." Morgan had to struggle to keep her voice sounding normal as Richard upped his efforts, pulling her forward to dive his tongue into her as deep as possible. "I just got back from my run, I think I might have pulled something." Morgan heard a low chuckle from Richard. "Oh well, get yourself a shower and get over here as soon as possible." "Ok, mom. I'm on my way." Morgan could feel the pressure building, she was getting close. Her stomach was making small spasms as her free hand gripped Richard's hair tightly. Her thighs had closed and were squeezing Richard's head. "Make sure you don't dawdle, they really need to leave." At that moment Richard pulled his tongue out of her and replaced them with two fingers. He plunged them in and curled upwards, stroking her G-spot, as his mouth closed over her clit and tongued her little bud furiously. "Alright mom, I'm coming, I'm comi...." Morgan's voice gave out as she felt the overwhelming wave wash over her. She let the phone slip from her fingers, it hit the desk and fell to the floor as her orgasm racked her body. She let out a high-pitched whimper as her body hunched forward around Richard's head. He continued to lick her sending extra jolts of pleasure through her, causing her whole body to tremble with each one. "Morgan? Morgan? Are you there?" Her mother's voice emitted from the phone on the floor. Wordlessly, Richard passed her the phone. Morgan raised it to her ear in trembling fingers. "Sorry mom, I dropped the phone." "Are you sure you're alright?" her mom replied uncertainly. "It sounded like...? Never mind, just get here as quick as you can, ok?" "On my way mom." Morgan hung up the phone and fell backwards on the desk, panting heavily. She looked up to see Richard standing, undoing his belt. "Wait," she said. "We can't, I have to go." "Oh no, baby. That's not how it works. I made you feel good, now you have to do the same for me. It's only fair." "But I have to go to the Driscoll's, their sister's having a baby and I need to babysit for them." Morgan stammered hurriedly. "I told mom I'd be right over." "We'll be quick then." Richard replied. "Wait." She reached forward and grabbed his hands, which were just about to pull his jeans down. "When I get back, I'll do it then. I'll do whatever you want then but now I need to go." Richard stared at her for a several long seconds. "Whatever I want?" he asked, with a lecherous grin appearing on his face. Morgan froze, she had said that hadn't she? She gulped, "Yes," she whispered, "whatever you want." Richard appeared to think it over for a second. "Alright." He said finally, backing away from her. Morgan picked up her towel and headed towards the door. She would need another quick shower now to get all the sweat off her. However before she got more than a few steps, Richard's hand shot out and grabbed her wrist. He pulled her close to him and kissed her. One hand went to her breast and the other to her ass, both squeezed hard. Her lips parted in pain and his tongue invaded her mouth. There was no point in struggling, she let him explore her mouth as he bit her lip and sucked on her tongue. Despite everything she had done up to now, with Arthur, Charles, Ted, Squiggy, Lenny and Mr. Ely, she had never kissed anyone before. She had tried to save that one last thing, that one last speck of innocence she possessed. And Richard was stealing it from her. He tasted disgusting, a mixture of alcohol, cigarettes and... something else she couldn't figure out. It took her a few seconds to realise that it was her, her own juices from her orgasm that she was tasting in Richard's mouth. She couldn't believe that for the rest of her life, she would remember this as her first kiss. Eventually Richard stopped and let her go, a satisfied smile on his face. "See you later." He said smugly. She turned to the door and his hand came down and spanked her, hard on the ass. A last humiliation before she left the room. Morgan didn't see Richard again before she left the house fifteen minutes later. She turned the corner and hurried the couple of blocks towards the Driscoll's, trying not to think about what had just happened. END PART IX