OCTAVIA’S POV
“Guess what, girls?” The excited voice of Victoria rang out and the other girls squealed in excitement to hear whatever she had in-store for us.
“What?” The all asked in unison, elbows on the table, eyes on Victoria and ears wide open.
“Liam proposed yesterday during our dinner date!” Victoria announced and the girls screamed so loudly that other people in the coffee shop threw nasty glares at us.
Despite the looks the people from the coffee shop were throwing at the girls, they never stop screaming in joy.
“What, that means I will be one of the chief bride’s maid!!” Nana exclaimed, happiness written all over her face.
“Yes of course!” Victoria replied and they both connected their fingers together and started screaming once more.
“I think this is a sign to propose to my girlfriend.” Blanche also spoke up.
As for Blanche, she is a lesbian and her girlfriend wasn't among us.
All their discussions were far-fetched. It felt like it was carried away by the breeze which came in through the window.
I was disturbed, worried and sad about everything.
Like always, Bernie couldn't make me orgasm and the level of my frustration was at its peak.
“Octavia,” Victoria nudged at me with her shoulder. “Are you okay?” She asked.
I flinched, snapping out of my thoughts, forcing a smile on my face.
“Yes, I am fine. I'm just a little tired from writing.” I lied, fixing my scattered hair due to the breeze.
“Life of an author isn't easy.” Nana sighed and blew me a kiss. “So how is you and Bernie? Does he show sign of proposing soon?”
I sighed. Do I even want to be proposed to?
If he proposed, I would have no option than to marry him.
But what about my sex life?
My toys can't get me off the way a dick can, and the whole issue was already taking a troll on me.
“No. I'm not ready for marriage.” I wrinkled my nose, shaking my head slightly. “We are both busy with work and our daily lives. Marriage is not in the picture for now.”
My words made the girls silent. They all sipped from their coffee, staring at each other like they had no words to counter what I had just said.
“You all don't need to be silent. It's my decision.” I chuckled, trying to ease the sudden tension that overwhelmed the atmosphere.
“You've been dating for three years, and the thought of settling down with Bernie haven't ever crossed your mind?” Victoria asked, her gaze fixed on mine.
She was trying to read me through my expression, but I didn't give it out. I made it unreadable.
“No.” I said firmly and the girls heaved a sigh.
“If you say so.” Nana gave up and turned to Victoria, smiling brightly.
I was jealous of Victoria.
She would be getting married to the love of her life and I doubt orgasms would ever be a problem for her.
She always told us about how well her fiancé fucks her, and for that, I was really jealous of her.
“I'm so happy for you, Vic. Don't worry, at your wedding, we will pull up in a Bugatti!” I said smiling widely and the other girls laughed.
I have known the three girls since our college days, and we've been friends ever since then.
Victoria would be getting married soon. Nana is single for as long as I could remember while Blanche has a girlfriend.
After about an hour of discussing about the venue, our wedding dresses and all that for Victoria's wedding, we all said our goodbyes.
I took a cab home, which was a five minute drive to Bernie's home.
Bernie's home was a mansion, if not more than.
His parents were both dead and they left behind enough fortune for him and his older brother.
Older brother?
Bernie rarely talked about his older brother, infact, he never talked about him.
I had no reason to ask about him, so I never bothered asking.
The cab dropped me off in front of the gate, I paid him and made my way into the house.
Upon reaching, I saw a blue Bugatti causing a frown to appear on my face.
Bernie doesn't own a Bugatti, so whose car could it be?
I shrugged and made my way into the kitchen to grab a glass of water.
Once I was filled to my heart content, I took the stairs, heading to our room.
With each stair I took, I was hearing strange voices.
At first, it sounded like whimpering, but as I got closer, I noticed it was moans from a woman.
My heart began to race faster.
What if it turns out to be Bernie?
Many thought clouded my mind and I had to hold the staircase for support.
Upon reaching our room, it was empty.
It was exactly the same way I had left it to go hang out with the girls.
The frown on my face deepened, and dare I say that I was relieved that it wasn't Bernie?
So if it wasn't Bernie, who could it be?
I made a sudden U-turn, heading to the room which Bernie had warned me not to go into.
His older brother's room.
Slow and steady, I walked to the door and placed my ears gently on it.
Like predicted, the moans were coming out from his room.
I swallowed the lump in my throat.
I have never seen his brother and neither do I know what he looks like.
But from his grunting and growling, he wouldn't be someone like Bernie.
I placed my ear a little more closer and the door creaked open.
It wasn't much but it was enough to see what was going on behind the door.
The two sex addicts has no idea that someone was peeping at them through the slightly open part of the door.
I wanted to stop and walk away for the life of me, but something in me kept prompting me to take a look and I did.
Inside the room laid a lady on all fours, naked, and a huge man who was banging her from behind.
I couldn't see his face as his back was turned against me, but he was nothing short of perfection.
With his broad shoulders, tanned skin and sexy ass.
I couldn't stop looking.
“What are you doing, Tavia! You shouldn't be ogling at another man!” My subconscious mind screamed at me and only then did I snap out of whatever fantasy I was drowning myself into.
Just when I wanted to leave and run far away, unfortunately, the man turned and smirked at me.
Fuck! He already knew I was peeping t
hrough the door.
Without thinking too much about it, I ran straight into our room and shut the door behind me.
What the fuck just happened?
Lyra’s PovI could taste him at the back of my mouth. The way he moaned, groaned, the feel of his hands as he grabbed my head, guiding my movement. And when he came? Gosh, that had been the most mesmerising thing that I have seen in a very long time.“Took you guys nearly twenty minutes,” Kent said, leaning against the car as he watched us walk back to him.Guilt tugged at the back of my mind, my husband had been out here in the sun waiting, while I had been in there, on my knees, sucking his brother off like my life depended on it. But in that guilt, something was fizzling. The exciting thrill that came with tasting the forbidden fruit.“Sorry, the bathroom was a mess, they had to suck out a few things,” Ace said, amusement dancing in his eyes.Kent cocked his eyebrows, his eyes fixed on me, “Are you alright?” he had closed the distance between us, his hand grabbing my waist as he pulled me to his body.I shivered, feeling the way his cock brushed against my core. Ace hadn’t let me c
Cara’s PovI should have done the next sensible thing which was to reach over to where Ace sat and snatch the phone out of his hands. But my body betrayed me. My thighs were clenching so hard that I knew if the situation were turned I would have had cramps by now.I wasn’t sure of who I hated the most at the moment. Ace for giving me this pleasure or myself for wanting more.The soft hum had turned into a sharp throb, the little toy buzzing hard against my clit, forcing more of my juices to trickle out of my quivering core. Kent’s gaze met mine through the rear mirror and I managed to send him a stiff smile.Ace smirked, increasing the pace with his phone, his eyes clouded with lust as he watched me squirm on the car seat. I made the terrible mistake of looking down at his lap, my breath shuddering as I noticed the tent that had formed.“Please,” I whimpered, my hands looking for what to hold onto. His fingers tapped the screen aggressively, and sharp jolts went through me. I bit my l
Cara’s Pov“Wear this for the camping trip,”I smirked, picking up the lace panties admiring the soft texture. But that wasn’t what caught my attention, it was the fact that the part that is meant to cover my crotch had a tiny pocket.I knew what it was without even touching it. And with eagerness, I pulled the panties on, eager for what the car ride would bring.I spent the rest of the morning packing the things we would need for a two-night camp experience. My body was trembling with anticipation, waiting for when I would feel the slow hum as the vibrator would come to life.Kent was exploring, and I was enjoying this new side of him. I couldn’t help but wonder if the night we had spent fucking and talking about his brother had something to do with that.“Ready?” he called out, walking into the kitchen with a mischievous smile on his face. You look stunning,” he muttered, wrapping his hand around me as he placed a kiss on my lips.I could already feel the wetness pooling between my
Cara’s PovKent groaned, his hand grabbing the sides of my head, guiding my movements, “Honey, I am going to cum,”I sucked harder, my eyes squeezed tight shut, if I sucked really hard it was easier to imagine that it was Ace’s dick that my lips were wrapped around. I quickly opened my eyes, stealing a quick glance at the door I had left slightly open.Was he there? Watching?Did he touch himself like I did?A loud groan rippled out of me, causing Kent to tense up as he released in my mouth, his loud grunts filling the air. Is this how he would sound?The thought drove me straight into my release, my body trembling as I crumbled on the bed, legs apart letting the vibrator drive me further into oblivion.Kent sighed, dropping beside me, his fingers playing with my drenched slit, soaking up his fingers as he lifted it to his lips, sucking my juice off his fingers. “So sweet,” he groaned, his eyes closed.My eyes flickered down, smiling briefly at the way his cock was semi-hard, “Are th
Ace’s PovI didn’t think that she would do it. But the minute I felt that tingling feeling in my spine, I knew she was there, touching herself, watching the way I made another woman cum.But she didn’t know this, didn’t know that right from the moment I saw her riding my brother, I have been hooked, addicted to anything that has her name on it.My hand wrapped around my shaft, gently tugging and pulling in gentle strokes. My mind was reeling with images, thoughts of the precious night and now, the fact that she had touched herself while watching me.“Cara,” I breathed, pressing her panties deeper into my face. Her intoxicating scent filled my nostrils, I was alive.My toes curled, my veins almost popping as I felt my balls begin to tighten. I needed to cum, but something was missing. No matter how many times I pressed her underwear to my face, no matter how many times I watched her in the shower. I needed her…“Ace? Are you in there?”I grunted, heavy breaths filling the room as I spi
Cara’s PovIt wasn’t meant to turn out like this. I shouldn’t be here, hiding behind the pillar watching him as he swam around the pool, his muscles gliding through the water.My lips watered as I watched him step out of the pool, the water dripping slowly down his body like he had covered himself in oil.My breath hitched, following the trail line down to his hip bone. He was clothed, but the shorts did nothing to hide the hard bulge that strained against his shorts.I could hear the tiny voice screaming at the back of my mind, begging to leave, to run and pretend like I wasn’t here. But I couldn’t, not when my legs had turned to a puddle and my shorts drenched with my essence.There was something forbidden about this. The carnal lust of wanting what is off limits. The one person I can’t touch.He was Ace, my husband’s younger brother.The one ache that I can’t soothe.The muscles on his back moved, his large fingers running through his wet hair, trying to shake off the excess water