Layla.Dinner time rolled by and soon we were all seated by the table sharing food and moments. Just like he promised, Felix stopped by and currently, he was seating down at the table, wolfing down my mom's delicacies. I glanced at my mom, but the latter just seemed too happy that they were a lot of people enjoying her food.While we ate, Dante began to tell them about his real family that be found while he was at the city. They listened attentively, only interrupting when it seemed absolutely necessary. By the end of his narration, it was clear that they were more than happy for him for finding his real family and taking back what rightfully belonged to him. I took in a deep breath, feeling my palms start to sweat. The real thing would be coming soon.Dinner rolled to a close and we were about to start packing up when Dante cleared his throat once more. "There's one more thing I'd like to say." He began, his voice clear and direct. "Oh really... What is it?" My mom inquired, her int
Layla.(Six months later)If someone had told me my life would turn out like this in the nearest future, I wouldn't have believed them. I probably would have laughed in their faces. But, here we are now. The last few months have been nothing short of euphoric for me. I officially have been in a relationship with these thtrr me for the past sic months and it's mind boggling to say the least.I've never thought it could be manageable. But it's so much fun, without even adding the sex part. There's our fair share of problems, but luckily some of us are mature enough to solve it before it becomes an issue. The media has even picked up on it and so many different tales I've been spun about us. I don't care, they don't know what's going on behind the scenes.We were on a trip to the Maldives and I was having a blast walking along the torqouise beach, the salty breeze blowing against my face and the sun warming my skin. I had found out two days ago that I was pregnant and though I didn't kno
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Layla. "Bye honey! Don't miss us so much!" My mom said as she pulled me into a hug, her flowery scent filling my nostrils. I let out a sad smile at her words. Why wouldn't I miss them? They are my parents after all."I'll try not to." I said as I pulled away from the hug and she smiled at me, gently touching my cheeks. "That's my girl." She muttered and I grinned at her. We were at the airport and my parents were about to leave for a vacation that would last them a week and I hated to admit it, but I didn't like it when I was away from my parents."Please, take care of our daughter." My dad said to the man standing beside me and I looked up at him. His name was Dante and to everyone who knew us, he was my Uncle even though he didn't look anything like us and wasn't even related to us. But that's a story for another day."Of course, I'll do my best." He said solemnly and I resisted the urge to scoff. He was a great person no doubt, but he could be rather rotten whenever he wants to be
Layla.(One week later.)it's been a week since my parents had gone for a vacation and let's just say Dante has been using this new freedom to whatever he wants. I've had very little say in the matter mostly because I didn't know what I could do that could possibly deter him since a part of me secretly enjoyed his shenanigans. Especially on nights like this one. Hearing Dante come back from his outing I had slipped out of my room to see him sneak a woman into his bedroom and it didn't take long for erotic sounds to start seeping from their room. intrigued, I tiptoed down the stairs and went directly in front of room, listening to them go at it. I immediately became aroused, dirty thoughts filling my head and pushing me to the point of desperation.Pressing my back against the door, I bit my lips, quietly slipping my hands in between my legs and towards my soaked panties, closing my eyes as beads of sweat formed on my forehead, my breathing ragged. Just behind it, my uncle was having s
Dante.Seeing Layla run into her room embarrassed excited me in more ways than it should. I groaned, running a hand through my hair as blood rushed down there. She was so beautiful, with big doe eyes and long black hair that I wanted to see splayed against my pillow as I fucked her seven ways to Sunday. The fact that she was my niece did nothing to dampen the sexual attraction I had for her.Finishing up the cup of apple juice she had left at the counter, I rinsed it and kept it away. I had brought a woman home because I couldn't stop myself from thinking about her and her soft beautiful body. Still, all that rounds of fucking did nothing to alleviate the sexual desire I was feeling. It was her I wanted and no one else. It was no surprise that she would go to her room to masturbate and it was only a matter of time before I joined her, watching as she pleasured herself, screaming my name. The sight was intoxicating as fuck.Her parents would be home tomorrow, and hell will be let loose
Layla."Dante?" I croaked out, my heart skipping a beat as I watched him stare at me intensely, an indescribable look on his face. When did he arrive? I could have sworn I expected him to come home even later. Realizing the state I was in, I opened my mouth to try and speak but nothing would come out."What are you doing?" He asked and I shakingly pulled out the dildo from my pussy, trying to no avail to get something to cover myself with."I-its not what it looks like!" I started to say but his eyes narrowed dangerously, baring his teeth."Oh, it's exactly what it looks like. This is what you have been occupying yourself with?" I tried to say something, to defend myself but no words will make it past my lips. After all, isn't this what I wanted all along? For my Uncle to see me? I was masturbating to him anyway. Feeling bolder, I met his gaze head on. "Of course, this is what I've been occupying myself with. What else would you have me do? I have no boyfriend and unlike you, I can't
LaylaDante's tongue on me was heaven. It was even better than I had imagined. He would expertly lick my folds, using his tongue to tease all the sensitive parts of me, taking me to heaven and bringing me back. I could only moan and cry, my hips moving and grinding his face. Not like he minded, if anything, he seemed to revel in it.The slurping sounds emanating from him eating out was threatening to drive me crazy. My hands had already found a home in his hair, pushing and pulling, needing him to go faster. Except, he seemed to be taking his time. His pointy tongue would push past my opening and he would do nothing but lick and caress, his hands on my thighs making sure that my legs were kept apart."Oh, fuck. Dante." I moaned, grasping his hair. "Harder, please. Suck me so I can cum." I begged, my voice shaking. Instead, Dante slowed down, his licks becoming gentle and lazy. My mouth fell open but I couldn't scream. " Please, Dante. Please." He spread my pussy apart with his tongue,