He walked into her room, the door was slightly opened so he pushed it and went in.
He swallowed immediately at the sight that presented itself to his eyes. Tiffy was only dressed in her panties and bra, while she stood in front of the vanity mirror unzipping her dress to put it on. From the mirror, she could see anyone who came into her room, so she noticed Brent as soon as he walked into the room. The expression on his face, made her smile knowing the effects her body had on him, her eyes quickly darted to his pants. Lo !, his member was protruding that she could see the outline of his huge dick. He was aroused !!. With these thoughts in her mind, she felt her clit twitch, she could tell she was wet deep down. Brent met with her eyes, through the mirror knowing she caught him, he felt a bit awkward and shook his head. "Uhhm...., I didn't mean to. I'm sorry, I would just leave right away." He said, turning around to leave. All Tiffy wanted to do was rush to him and drag him down to the bed, so they could have a feel of themselves and enjoy it, but she knew she shouldn't rush things given it was her first day. She decided to take them slowly, so he wouldn't feel too awkward around her. She laughed slightly " it's no issue, I'm sure you didn't mean to. Besides there's nothing wrong seeing your niece half dressed or even naked, it's more fun don't you think ?" She said, casually as if it was normal stuff. Though her eyes were fixed intently on the mirror, trying not to miss any of Brent's reactions even though he had his back faced to her. "Oh yeah, it's no big deal, but still I'm a man, a perverted and grown one at that. And I love beautiful ones just like you." He turned to meet with her gaze, when those words left his mouth. Tiffany knitted her brows, unsure if he was kidding or not, she turned to him, now staring at his handsome face, no through the mirror. " You ....., What did you say ?" She stuttered, as she narrowed her eyes towards him. "Lol, you are my niece and such a thing can't happen. I was kidding you know" He said, while grinning loudly. "You are 18 or 19, I guess right ?" "I'm 19, why ?" "You know, calling me your uncle makes it sound like I'm much older than you, I'm just 24. I can just call you my little sis, you get that ?" "Oh no, don't tell me you're scared your friends would make fun of you, when they see I'm your niece and you don't wanna be a big uncle. That's incredible." Tiffany said, laughing at his darkened expression. "Heyy, you get it, so stop with the joke. I mean don't call me an uncle anymore." He said, slightly pinching his nose, while staring daggers at Tiffany, who seemed happy making fun of him. "A big uncle doesn't wanna be an uncle anymore, what could be the possible reasons this old uncle doesn't want to be an uncle. " She said, faking a reluctant face, while trying so hard to hold in her laughter. "Who's an old uncle, who are you calling old ?" Brent glared at her, speedily lounging angrily towards her. Tiffany, who noticed his Swift movements, was about to take to her heels, when she slipped and fell on the bed. Brent fell with her, as he was grabbed tightly by her hands, making him fall on top of her. Tiffy stared at his face, her ears sharply turning red, her body felt hot under him. Because she was still in her lingerie, Brent felt his dick tip rub against her pussy lips from the pantie she was wearing. The feeling was so good, that Tiffy felt she almost cummed, she curled her legs around his waist, wanting him to move more. But the latter was still, not moving as she wanted him to, though his dick was growing large, protruding and poking her lips more, which she felt and moaned lowly. Her pussy was almost wet from the rubbing from his dick, she stared into his dark blue eyes, which was filled with lust and passion the same as hers. He looked away, and when she thought he was going to continue, he climbed off her body and fell on the bed, he cursed loudly and ruffled his hair. Brent scolded himself loudly in his mind, he wished he was more reserved when it comes to sex, but he still couldn't control his libido even with his niece. He groaned in frustration and got up from the bed, his dick still protruding, hard and fully erect, it was too obvious that he couldn't hide it even from Tiffany. "I'm sorry about that, it's almost evening. I think you start getting ready for the party." "It's fine, I can help you if you want, just don't suffer him that much" She said, glancing at his groin. Brent was slightly stunned at her words, though she looked innocent like there was no obvious meaning to her words, she said it as if she was really pitying the small man under his pants, like nothing really happened between minutes ago. He presumed he was thinking too much, and glanced at her, she was still dressed in a bra and panties, her body wasn't in any way helping matters as he felt he was going to burst anytime soon if he kept staring at her. Tiffy slowly opened her legs, so he could see her wetness through her pantie. Brent seemed to notice the wet circled area on her panties, as he looked down to the bed. He knew he also pre cummed, but how could they be feeling like this towards each other. This kind of feeling was obvious, seeing he was damn wet and he was hard and ready to ram her wet pussy. But he didn't dare to bring himself to do it, she was his niece, there's blood flowing through their veins which could not be overlooked. Not wanting to waste any more time in her room, he turned around and left. Immediately he left Tiffy smiled and inserted her hands into her panties, when she touched her wetness, she took out her finger and smelled it. He just waited, sooner than later, she would destroy his resolve and have him all to herself. She could tell how huge his dick is, from the tip and how it rubbed her. This was the best feeling ever, she thought. It was almost evening, and she was supposed to get dressed for the supposed party. When she was done bathing she came out and walked towards the dressing mirror about to start with robbing her skin, her phone suddenly vibrated. She looked around, moving to the bed and picked it up. Glancing at the screen was her mom's number, she chuckled and felt happier. "Hello Mom ?" "Tiffy dear, how are you doing at Brent's place ?" "Oh common mom, don't tell me you're worried already, I'm good here, I mean Brent is nice. Yeah, you didn't tell me he was a good cook" she said, rolling her eyes. Her mom's laugh was so loud, that she also started laughing with her. "Oh that, Brent's a woman, when it comes to cooking. He's cooking skills are top notch" "You don't need to tell me anymore, I tasted his food and mom you can't believe how shocked I felt. I can't even cook like him." She said, faking a tearful voice. "Don't worry dear, mom will teach you when we're back. I can tell you're preparing to sleep, just wanted to say good night to my baby." "Oh mom, you're so nice, I love you so much. Don't bother yourself teaching me, I'm going to learn from Brent, so i would cook for dad and you when you are home" " My sweet kid, mom loves you" "Audrey, how dare you ? secretly getting favor from my baby. That's so cunning of you, you only want to curry favor right ?, Fine I would call her myself, she's always my baby" Tiffy could hear her father's words through the phone she could help but started to laugh " Dad !!, I love you more, no matter what. I love you both." She screamed, making sure he would hear it. Freudian heard her voice from the other line, he couldn't help but feel proud, he stared at his wife's face.. "You hear that ? She loves me more, so your favorite curry won't work !!" Audrey bursted out laughing, at her husband's childish behavior, Tiffy was both their kids and she loved them both, though she's more bais to her dad. They talked for some while, where Tiffy asked about their flight, after they told her everything in detail, she wished them goodnight, took kisses and threw kisses at her parents, before they hung up. She didn't let them know, she was preparing to go to a party with Brent.Tiffy showered quickly and sat by the mirror stand, ready to get herself all prepared for the party.Soon she was dressed beautifully in a red fur strapless gown that had a slit below her knees, exposing her smooth and delicate thighs.Ready and all set, she took her bag and strode out from the room.Brent was seated calmly on the couch, staring at his phone, while waiting for Tiffany.He seemed to hear her steps lounging forward, and looked up.Tiffany smiled as soon as she walked into the living room and saw Brent staring at her, unsure of what to say, she could only smile.Her smile was so beautiful that Brent couldn't bear to look away, his gaze swept her whole body, his eyes filled with proudness and uncertain emotions.Indeed Tiffy was very beautiful in every dress, her snow white skin glowed more under the red dress she wore.She looked taller, in the black leather thigh boots she was wearing, which fitted her outfit, making her appear more like a mini Taylor Swift.Brent found
After some while, her trembling shoulders seemed to stop. She was a bit hesitant to raise her face, afraid that her makeup was ruined, so was her face.She didn't want Brent to see her puffy and red eyes. The young man seemed to hear her thoughts, he smiled and leaned Into her ear, bringing his lips close to her ear."You're an angel, you still look beautiful." His voice was as light as a feather.Her breath hitched, she blushed and made to push him away from her, when he pulled back her wrist and handed a hanker-chief to her.Tiffy took the hanker-chief and wiped her tears, making sure not to ruin the make up too much.Thank goodness, her basic makeup items were in her bag. She took them out and adjusted her tears ruined face."I'm done ..." She muttered, looking everywhere but not Brent's face.The young man smiled, knowing she was purposely avoiding his eyes, not wanting to tease her anymore, he climbed onto the bike. And drove off after Tiffy climbed in.•••••••Inside the surr
"What ?!, Hey !..." Roman knitted his brows, as his gaze followed the petite figure that walked past him."Andrea ???"Roman sighed and walked away."Can you at least loosen your grip on my wrist, it's hurting. It's not like I'm going to get lost here, am I ?" Tiffany whispered to Brent, as she paused on her tracks, struggling to break free from Brent's firm grip."What do you think ? I was going to let you out by yourself right in here ?, Hell, no!." Brent said, pulling her to where he was going."You're just going to keep me by your side ? You're kidding right ?" Tiffany said, knitting her brows."How does it seem like I'm kidding, you're staying by my side and that's final." Brent said with a tune of finality.Brenda, who happened to overhear the conversation between Brent and Tiffany, knitted her brows in confusion.She glanced at Tiffany and then her gaze stopped at Brent, she smiled and paused."What's up with you treating her like a year old ? She can take care of herself. It's
Tiffany wandered in the dark, unsure of where to go. Her expression wasn't any better.She had a solemn expression, her heart aching in anger.Her mind drifted back to, when Brent's hand slipped into the girl's pantie, his hot kisses on her and how he pulled her away.Why wasn't she the one with Brent ? Why did he have to do it with another girl, right in front of her ? Why ?? Why ?!.....Tiffany's eyes stung with hot tears, threatening to fall, she wiped it away and took a deep breath, calming herself.Her eyes instinctively circled around the place she was standing, there wasn't any ray of light nor was there sound of music.She was lost !!Her heart skipped, as she glanced around her, trying to figure out the path she came through.It was useless, because she couldn't figure anything out."What was I thinking, going home alone? I shouldn't have walked away, I should have sat down like the good girl I am, and waited for him to come back, shit ! ....." She mumbled, ruffling her hea
With these thoughts going through his mind, he quickly dialed Roman's number, hoping he would pick up and tell him he isn't with Tiffany.After what seems like a long time, of no picking up, Brent was about to curse when the line suddenly went through."..."Roman and Tiffany were so into their discussion, they were having, not until Roman's ringtone disrupted it."It's your turn, mine was first, before it ran off battery." Tiffany said laughing, while pointing at Roman's pant pocket.Roman sighed, looking pitifully at Tiffany."No, it's fine, you can take it. It's your call." She smiled and looked away.Roman's hand reached for his phone, inside his pocket. He took it out and glanced at the caller ID.Brent ??...,A wicked grin flashed past his face as he waited for some while before taking the call."Hey dude, what's up ?, You finally remembered you have a friend, that's so thoughtful of you. Hehe." Roman said, feigning a hurt expression which was also evident in his voice."Rome,
"Yeah, you can say that. Remember the friend I spoke to earlier on the phone, it's him." Roman answered sharply."But you seemed to also know him, do you mind telling me or did you lie to me ?" He asked, feigning a confused expression."Oh no, i--it's, not what you think. I'll explain to you but not now." Tiffany defended sharply, staring helplessly at him."It's fine." Roman smiled softly at her."Shut the fuck up, Roman !!!, " Brent's voice thundered, feeling agitated with the kind of emotions they were showing to themselves."Tiffany, get on the bike, let's go home.""I'm not going anywhere with you.""Now !!""Never, Roman would take me home. First he needs to get his nose treated. " Tiffany said, with a tone of finality."The punch wasn't even severe, I'm sure he can take care of himself. Right now, get into the bike, let's go.""Didn't I make myself clear enough ? I'm not going with you, not tonight ." Tiffany said not looking at Brent's face."Tiffy, it's fine. You can go with
"You..what did you just do ?" Tiffany asked, her eyes ajar."You were talking too much in your sleep, that was the only way to shut you up. Go ahead and sleep" Brent answered, looking everywhere but her face.Tiffany stared at him, unsure of what to say. But she knew the kiss was deliberate , cos apart from the dimly lit room there was a funny look on Brent's face.She could also feel her cheeks hot from the warm kiss. It indeed bored something from her.The room instantly became too stuffy for Brent, not wanting to spend another second in there, he turned left with a dry "goodnight" to Tiffany.When Tiffany was sure he'd left the room, she touched her lips, earning another blush from her face."Gross.." She mumbled and laid back. Drifting to her world of imagination.Brent hurried into his room, he stopped at the vanity mirror before his bed and stared at himself."What the fuck did you just do ? Did you realize you just kissed your niece and got an erection from that. Your niece Bre
There's somewhere I want to show you. You care for a ride ?” Brent asked, reluctantly arching his brows.“No, thank you.” Tiffany feigned an obvious smile.“C'mon, I'm not going drive like last night” “I know right ? Thank you”Brent chuckled, he sat up, closing the space between them.Tiffany's heart skipped, as she stared at his calculated steps. Her eyes wandered around everywhere but his face, obviously avoiding his eyes.“You know I'm being nice right now. It's not like you're going to stay right here, till God knows when your parents will be back. I promise you'd like it .” He smiled, his oceanlike eyes carving into a crescent, accentuating his originally handsome features.Those eyes and smiles were really able to break anybody's resolve. Talk more of Tiffy who had a soft spot for him.Tiffany stared helplessly at him, unsure of the right words to use.“ You don't have to be too scared, you can hold on to me more tightly. Just like this” he said, suddenly grabbing her waist,
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
Two Months pastTiffany paced around her room, worry and confusion etched on her face. She bit her finger and ruffled her hair, sighing in frustration. It was a month plus, yet she hadn't seen her period, although she didn't feel any symptoms or discomfort but she was extremely bothered. At this point, the only thing she could think of was getting a pregnancy test, her heart trembling at the thought of really being pregnant. With that thought in mind she got dressed and went to the nearest pharmacy store to get a pregnancy kit.When she returned home, none of her parents was around, making her the only person in the house. She went into the washroom and locked herself in, after a few minutes she came out, her eyes blurred with tears.She slumped to the floor, her shoulders trembling violently with each silent sob. The small plastic test kit lay on the sink, glaring at her with the clear and undeniable result. She hugged her knees to her chest, a million thoughts racing through her mi
“Are you okay?” Roman asked, as his gaze was fixed on Andrea, who was struggling with the zipper of her dress.“Uhhm, can you help me with my zip?” She asked, and bit her lips. She couldn't look him in the eyes after what they'd just done a few moments ago. Her face was flushed and she felt shy and embarrassed about it, especially when she was the one that ensued. But he kissed her first. Her thoughts jumped from one scene to another and she didn't hear or notice when Roman said sure and made his way towards her.“Andy.” His deep voice called her out of her thoughts and she flinched, embarrassment washing over her again. “Yes?” “Are you sure you're okay?”“Hmm,” she nodded and turned around.”Here get the zip.” Roman fingers grazed her skin as he reached for the zip, a wave of shiver cursed through her body and she bit her lips harder. It was then that it hit her mind that he had just called her Andy, instead of Andrea. She smiled slightly, her heart dancing in excitement.“Done.” H
“What's with you not wanting me anywhere close to Brent? He's only your cousin.” Brenda said, her heart twisting with bitterness.Everything had been so good between Brent and her, even their friendship was enviable, but after Tiffany came, he'd totally changed, barely hanging out with her.“I think your ears need some cleaning. I'd told you before, I can't let people like you come close to Brent. Come on, Brenda, you're extreme.”Brent took a deep breath, “Brenda you came to apologize to me right?”“Yes Brent–” she nodded, returning her attention to Brent.“You've apologized right?”She nodded, clutching her purse, her heart warming lightly, as if hoping he would say yes to him this time, but his next words shattered her expectation.“Please, take your leave.”“Brent, I…I..”“Brenda,” Brent called, his voice carrying a hint of warning. “You should know, I dislike repeating myself.”Brenda nodded, after one last glance at him and Tiffany, who resisted the urge to roll her eyes, she tu
It was late in the morning when Brent woke up. He glanced at the other side of the bed, but couldn't find Tiffany, the bed was cold indicating that it had been long she left. He frowned, and called her name thinking she was in the washroom, but there was no response, he frowned and got down from the bed.The other days, when they had a long night from their bedroom activities, he was usually the first to wake up and even prepare breakfast, but this time, he woke up late and didn't find Tiffany on the bed. He went to the washroom himself, but she wasn't there. After washing his face he went down to the living room, and there was still no sign of her.His face contoured in worry, as he decided to check the kitchen, just before he could reach there, a mouth watering and stomach grumbling aroma wafted into his nose, making his stomach rumble in hunger. He smiled, knowing she must be the one cooking, but then again, who taught her how to cook?Tiffany, who had her back turned against the k
“Are you sure you don't want this?” Tiffany said, swinging a bottle of whiskey at Brent.He shook his head. “No, I'm good.”Tiffany nodded and returned to sit on his lap, “I'm sorry about tonight, but I just thought she was doing too much, like how and why would a friend do such a thing. Okay, let's say the reason is because she loves you, but then again, can she really win a heart with such an agenda?”“You need not to be sorry. I could've been the one in that room, and God freaking knows how she's going to make up a lie. I'm sure even in a drunk state, I want nothing with what's between her panties or her body, so yes she's going to make up a lie to her favor.” “That's awful, really awful.”“I've not told you, but something happened the first time you brought me to her party.”Brent fronwed, “What's that?”“You know that night, I went to use the washroom and mistakenly entered the wrong room, then I found her, she was trying to drug your drink. I stopped her then, with threats that
Brent and Roman frowned upon stopping in front of a door, it was obviously not a washroom, neither was it where someone could ease themselves. “What could she be doing here?” Brent didn't have any more time to waste and quickly pushed the door open. Tiffany, who had her back facing the door, quickly whipped her head backward to see Brent and Roman, confusion etched on their face, as their gaze fell on Brenda, who was on the bed, wrapped inside the quilt.“What's going on here??” Brent was quick to break the silence.“Thank goodness you're here.” Tiffany sighed and walked towards the bed, and quickly grabbed the phone on the bed, the same one that rang when she called.“Give me that!” Brenda barked.“Come get it.” Tiffany hissed and moved to where Roman and Brent were standing. She tapped on twy screen and luckily it wasn't on the passcode, so she easily went to the message center and it revealed the messages Brenda had used the phone to send. She unlocked Brent's phone and brought o
Tiffany giggled and sat up, she tried walking, but staggered, as her legs felt wobbly. “Brent. I can't walk properly!” She laughed, trying to stabilize her legs.Brent slipped her panties into his pants pocket after knotting back his belt. “Let's get going already.” He grabbed her waist and pulled her back to his chest, his mouth tracing her ear. “We're not done yet.” He whispered and released her waist, replacing it with her hand.Returning to the party ground, everyone was drowned in their world of sin and pleasure, the scent of alcohol and tobacco, heavy and thick in the air. It wasn't long before Brent spotted Roman and Brenda at the other end, and went to their table. “You guys are back. You took quite a long time.” Brenda was quick to say.Tiffany mentally rolled her eyes, and took out her phone from her purse. She was still trying to make herself feel comfortable without her panties on.“You want a drink?” Roman asked, offering a glass of wine to Tiffany, who gladly accepted