A Shocking Admission

Janey had been tearing her hair out for weeks, waiting on college replies that never came. Mike kept the same line every night. You’re safe here. You don’t need to rush. Then one afternoon she opened his desk looking for a stapler and found the whole stack shoved under a folder. Every letter said the same thing: accepted. When she slammed them on the kitchen table his face went tight, but he didn’t even pretend to deny it. He told her she wasn’t ready, that the world outside would chew her up, that the only place she was truly wanted was under his roof. Janey argued she needed to meet people her own age, guys her own age, but Mike stepped closer and said he could give her everything college boys would, starting right now. He reached for the hem of her shirt, fingers brushing the swell of her natural tits through the thin cotton. Her breath caught when his hand slid lower, cupping between her legs. He sank to his knees, tugged her panties aside, and worked two thick fingers into her untouched cunt while his tongue dragged over her clit. Janey grabbed the edge of the counter, hips rocking into his face. Minutes later she was on her back on the rug, legs spread over his shoulders while his cock nudged at her lips. She took him in, tasting salt and skin, then he flipped her around so her mouth could keep working him and his tongue could keep lapping between her folds, sixty-nine, wet and desperate. Every slow pump of his fingers opened her a little more, stretching the virgin hole he swore he was preparing for the world outside, but every wet sound that left her throat said she wasn’t going anywhere.