Tiffany could be said to be the happiest person, because her best friend was back. Little did she know, while she was engrossed with Kelly's stories, Brent was jerking off, picturing her in his mind.It was hard to describe, but Brent was surprised by his own self. He would never starve his dick just to satisfy a random pussy, he wouldn't even suck it.He found himself doing all that to Tiffany, while secretly discovering spots that turned her on and spots that didn't, as if hoping he would always have her.He could still remember how he sucked her juices, drinking from her like he hadn't had water in years and like she was his salvation. And fuck she tasted and felt better than anything he'd ever had, so dangerously addicting.Brent could feel his dick twitch, each time he thought of Tiffany or remembered her wet pink pussy. Fuck! Was she really turning him into a horny pervert?.Satisfaction or Guilt? he had no idea what exactly he was feeling but he knows Tiffany was pure temptat
As hyped and expected, Virginia's beach is beautiful and vast. It has a very fast expanse of golden sand, kissed by the warm sun and caressed by gentle waves.It's a very lovely and lively place. The seagull soared overheard, family, couples and friends were scattered around everywhere, everyone enjoying their time, while laughing and running around the shoreline.A sweet smile was etched on Tiffany's face as she came down from Brent's bike, handing back the helmet to him. Her eyes roamed around the vast environment, she smiled widely and looked up to the sky.The clouds were bright and too colorful, perfectly suiting the color of the sea, a sharp sky blue.“See, I knew you were going to love it here. Brenda's never a dull moment” Brent laughed into her ear, catching her off guard.If anything, Tiffany would cheerfully applaud Brenda for her sense of beauty for nature.She nodded, “Yeah, she's not bad.”“Hey Tiffany,”Tiffany turned to the direction where her name was being called by
“Thank Goodness.” Tiffany mumbled.“Roman, Brent.” Brenda smiled.“What kept you guys so long? Tiffany here has been worried sick about you two. Right Tiffany? ” She said, throwing a glance at Tiffany.“Bitch!” Tiffany cursed in her mind.Brenda was right, and it made Tiffany irritated of course she knew what Brenda was doing and what she was getting at. After all, two could play the game.“Yeah I was, Brent is my cousin. But I think you were more worried than I was, I caught you staring out more often, you were obviously searching for them or rather him, yeah ? She smiled, arching her brows.Brenda was cut off guard by Tiffany's reply, she wasn't expecting that. She had no idea, Tiffany caught her in the act. Her attitude was too obvious. She smiled and nodded awkwardly, “We're friends after all.”“Why do I feel like I'm invisible?” Roman groaned, talking to no one in particular.“Well guys, it's almost time for the surfing competition. Let's go before it becomes crowded.” Brenda s
Tiffany struggled to get away from the man's grip, but he was way more stronger. She was about to scream when he beat her to it, quickly covering her mouth.Just when she thought he had won, she heard a loud bang and the man grip on her was quickly loosened. She flinched back and turned to see the man's bloody face, what shocked the most was Brent's dangerous demeanor.As much as she wanted to Brent to save her, she still couldn't believe he was right in front of her, landing numerous and deadly punches on the man who pulled her earlier.This side of him was one she had never seen. Even the night he punched Roman, his expression was lot better than this. He had a cold and deadly aura emanating from him. His blue eyes were like ice, so cold that they could freeze one at a glance.Tiffany lounged towards him, trying to get him to leave the man before he'd kill him.“Brent! Look I'm okay. H-h-he didn't hurt me, I'm fine. Brent look at me.” Her eyes moistened, as she tried to sound okay,
Just when Tiffany thought Brent was going to finger fuck her, he paused, staring at her. His eyes lingered with intense lust and desire. Then why did he stop? She turned to get a better view of him, “Brent ?” “Go to your room and get enough rest, okay.” Brent said, avoiding looking into her eyes. Tiffany stared blankly at him, as her chest tightened. She didn't know, but she felt angry and heartbroken at that moment. Not wanting to stay in his room any more second, she hurriedly adjusted herself and left the room, slamming the door. When Brent was sure she had left, he stood up and went to the mirror earlier. He stared at his reflection for a while, before angrily punching the mirror, shredding it into pieces. He grabbed his keys from the table and went out of his room. ~~~ Tiffany after coming out of the shower, laid in the bed, eyes moistened and face red. Kelly has been ringing her phone, but she ignored it. Tiffany still couldn't figure out the reason Brent paused,
Tiffany woke up to see Brent all dressed and ready go out. He knitted her brows, while seizing him up once more.It was obvious the dude was still avoiding to look into her eyes. Tiffany swallowed the lump in her throat and walked up to him.“Are seriously going to keep avoiding me?”Brent chuckled, “avoiding you ? Who said I was doing that ?” He turned to look at her.“What about last night ?” she said, slightly arching her brows.“You needed rest.” “You know that's not true.”“Can we not talk about this right now?. I'll be meeting a friend today, I'm not sure but don't miss me too much okay” he laughed and turned to leave.“Whatever” Tiffany sighed and headed to the kitchen.~~~After Brent read that message, sent to him by Laura he didn't reply, but that didn't stop the latter from calling and sending more messages.Brent had no other option that to listen to what she had to say. He agreed on meeting her, just to know why she came looking for him.Golden Pavilion,Brent sat impati
Roman sat impatiently on a sofa, while he went through his phone, seemingly contemplating about dialing Brent's number or not.Here we go…After three rings, Brent finally picked up.“What's up Dude?”“I'm good, what's going on?” Brent's voice was heard from the other end.“Laura’s back right ?”“Yup” he mumbled.“You're good ?”“I guess. I'm over Laura.”“Alright dude. I'm checking on you, that's what elders do.”“Go fuck yourself” Roman laughed loudly and hung up.At least Brent wouldn't lie about his feelings for Laura, it was clear that he didn't like her anymore, not even a bit. But that bitch, Laura wouldn't hear any of it.It takes a bitch to take down a bitch.Roman scrolled through his phone and found Brenda's number, he dialed it and said a few things to her before hanging up.~~~~Brenda paced around her room, while biting her fingers. She still couldn't take in what Roman told her earlier. “No way is she going to let that bitch get her hands on Brent. Never!” Brenda swor
Tiffany was laying on one of the couches, while she scrolled through her phone, doing nothing actually.Brent has been out for a very long time. It shouldn't bother her, given how angry she was at him, but she couldn't help but think about what Roman told her.“Did he go out with his ex ? Does he still feel something for her?” All these questions kept haunting her sanity. If Brent still has feelings for his ex and she does the same, then she would stop herself from loving him, even if it meant shredding her heart into pieces.All she wanted was to hear from Brent, to listen and know if he still has feelings for his ex. It sounded stupid but Tiffany was determined to wait for him all night.All thanks to Kelly for calling her and keeping her company before it got dark, if not, her sanity was really going to run wild.Soon, she heard Brent's bike as it drove in, she sat up, still staring at her cell phone.It took more time than usual for Brent to walk in, he staggered as he walked in.
A smirk curled up at Mason's lips, as he stared at her. Knowing fully well she was drugged with an aphrodisiac, he decided to enjoy his night. He closed the front door behind him and turned, she was standing in the front light, shinning under the dimly light room, the sheer chiffon of her dress leaving very little to imagination. Her plump breasts, nipples proudly erect and restraining against her cloth. Her smooth flat stomach and soft round buttocks and her legs. Mason was aroused just by staring at her, he was aroused to a point he hadn't reached with anyone in a long time. He grabbed her waist and pulled her into his chest, slamming his lips against hers in a not so gentle manner. Her tasted her lips, her tongue, breathing in the heady scent of a sexually aroused woman.With a coquettish look, Scarlett raised her hands and undid her dress which. The dress slid to the floor, exposing her creamy and alluring body, she winked at Mason, with her come-to-bed eyes that had him under
Scarlett's heart pulse pounded in her neck, as she crept through the narrow, winding alleyway with flickering street lights casting an eerie shadow, her eyes fixated on the four cornered junctions, unsure of where to run into.She was adopted and grew up in the Rossi's family, but tonight she was running away from them, running away from her life, for reasons that are too complicated. She heard footsteps approaching, running towards her direction, of course they were Marco's henchmen, patriarch of the Rossi's family.Furthermore, she quickly ran into the closest parking lot, squatting down, so her head won't be noticed.“Scarlett, you are making an enormous mistake.” she heard a voice, clouded with anger and danger growled from the shadow. It belonged to nobody else but Marcus, Marco's head man.Scarlett spun her head to see their shadows lurking around, obviously searching for her. “Don't you think you're the one who's making a mistake. The Rossis thought they could control me and
Stefan was dozing off when he heard a knock on his door, a tame one but still. He thought he was hearing things, but it came again, he lazily opened his eyes to find his blanket. The door creaked opened and someone walked in. No one dares to enter Stefan's room, except his wife, but she was out of town and can't possibly be back, especially at this late hour.Stefan sat up properly, only to see Sam, his step-daughter, standing close to the bed.“Sam?” “Uh hi,” she waved shyly. “I thought, I'd come say goodnight to you.”Stefan frowned slightly, as his gaze quickly seized her up. She was dressed scantily in a strapless top, that barely covered her breasts and a short that accentuated her feminine curves.“Um Stef,” Sam waved to distract his gaze. “Stef? If that's cool with you I can call you that, I mean you're like a father to me.” Sam giggled and moved closer to him.“That's fine, Sam.” he nodded. Stefan's gaze was still fixed on her soft body, her boobs so alluring that he couldn'
Matt never heeded to instructions so quickly, he put his finger in her ass and thrusted her pussy so hard a times, before he changed his rhythm.“You're so deep….ohh…it's yours, please..mmmm…..urgh” Linna was a mess, begging and kissing him so fervently. Her kisses burned his skin. She was meeting his thrusts, bucking her hips and knees every now and then. Matt was overjoyed, as she shaked, enjoying what he was doing to her. Linna's pace quickened, as she started to pound down on Matt's dick too, every move earning a groan from his throat. She cupped his face for another kiss and he took over again. “Fuck! Fuck! Please….. don't stop,” she begged him. Matt met her gaze, as he shoved himself deeper into her. He had fucked many girls, but no one had ever looked at him the way she looked at him, none had made him feel the intense pleasure he was feeling, and the thoughts only turned him on, his dick growing bigger inside her.“Mmm….urgh,” he moaned as she bounced, continuously on his di
Linna had just broken up with her ex, James, after she caught him cheating on her. She angrily went to a bar to wind away, and if possible hookup with another man. Besides, James couldn’t satisfy her in bed, he always cummed before her and even though she craved and wanted more, he always seemed to first satisfy himself.Just like Linna had wanted, after three shots of tequila, a man walked up to her. He was breathtakingly handsome, and his brown lustful gaze fixed on her.“Hey hottie, do you mind me joining you?”Linna glanced at him, she couldn't help but gasp, the words ‘If looks could kill’ suddenly came to her mind. How can she say no to such a handsome man? Her eyes suddenly wandered below his waist, she couldn't help but smile.Even though he was wearing a casual polo and loose pants, the shape of his manhood was outlined very well.“Sure, join me.” She smiled.The young man who she now knows to be Matt, was not only handsome, but also fun to chat with, and knew his way with w
SEDUCING THE PRIEST 2Alex couldn't suppress the Pleasured groans that escaped his lips, as Felicia and Sasha took turns sucking his dick.If earlier, when he was coming to the address and someone told him he was to receive such a meticulous pleasure, he wouldn't believe it. But there on the bed he lay, having his dick sucked, while his mouth and hands touched and nibbed every skin on their body.Having sucked him enough, Sasha and Felicia rolled away from him, Sasha laid on her back, spreading her legs wide, and beckoning on Alex to get closer. Felicia, on her own part, grabbed the lubricant and vibrator on the table, oiling Sasha up and rubbing the vibrator against her throbbing clitoris.Alex, who's dick was painful, erect and throbbing, swiftly reached for Sasha's feet, pulling her body close till he was in between her thighs, his dick rubbing against her pussy lips.Felicia giggled, and reached for Sasha's breasts, sucking and nibbling hard on her nipples, earning a soft yet sexy
In a grand and luxurious living room, two blonde women were seated happily as they discussed a wedding plan. It wasn't long before a priest arrived. He had been called to officiate a marriage. Dressed in his immaculate priestly robe, which hid his chiseled and muscular built body. His dark, neatly combed hair, fell across his face, accentuating his sharp and breathtaking features.When he walked into the room, his eyes fell on the two beautiful blonde on the bed, he looked around, certain he'd gone to the wrong address. “I'm sorry, ladies. I've come to the wrong address.” He said, about to leave.The women looked at themselves and laughed, “Of course not, priest. You're in the right place. By the way, what's your name, we can't keep addressing you as priest.” They smiled, getting up from the bed.“It's Alex, Father Alex.”“Ohh nice, I'm Felicia.” “I'm Sasha.”“Nice.” Father Alex nodded. “I’m here to officiate a marriage, where's the groom and the family members?”Sasha and Felicia,
Two weeks later,Tiffany was still in the hospital, since she really couldn't go home yet, because of the state of the unborn child. Brent had been the only one visiting her, meanwhile she declined her parents access into her ward and that of every other person, apart from Brent.With Brent being around, she was getting a lot better, happy that he was by her side and sad that her parents left her side when she needed them the most.The day she got discharged, her parents visited, but didn't leave like before, when they were told that Tiffany didn't want to see them. Audrey was persistent and hell bent on seeing her daughter, even though she'd done the worst thing, she couldn't bear to stay away from her, especially now that she was pregnant and expecting a child.Tiffany was asleep when her parents arrived inside the ward, while Brent had already gone out to get some items. As if noticing their presence, Tiffany's eyes fluttered open and traveled in their direction.“Mom, Dad, you're
Brent gripped his bike handle tightly, his knuckles white with tension, as he raced through the streets, his heart hammering against his chest. The word “accident” kept replaying in his mind, filling him with a sense of horror and dread. He rode faster, weaving through traffic, barely aware of the world around him. When he arrived at the hospital that was mentioned to him over the phone, he parked haphazardly and hurried inside, his eyes scanning frantically for any trace of Audrey or Freudian. He spotted them standing near the reception, with Audrey's face looking distraught and pale while Freudian hugged her close, in an attempt to console her.“Where's she?” He asked, his voice barely above a whisper, as he tried to catch his breath. Audrey looked up, her tear stained face filled with a mixture of fear and anxiety.“She–she’s in ward 125,” she choked out, her voice trembling. “The doctor said she sustained no serious injury, only a few bruises, but–” her voice faltered, unable to