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.
Tiffany felt her core dripping wet, and yearning for his touch down there.She caressed his body, finding his shirt buttons while slowly unbuttoning them.Brent paused for a while, allowing her to do away with his shirt, while he loosened his belt, pulling down his pants.The whole process, Tiffany stared at Brent's body. Though It wasn't her first time seeing his bare body, Awe couldn't be described as how she felt.Her eyes roamed around his body, stopping on his thick, hard and protruding dick. She was startled by his size for a moment, looking up at Brent's face who smirked and leaned in to kiss her nipple.She clenched her core, arching her back at the feeling of Brent's dick touching and rubbing her belly.She moaned loudly, when Brent thrust two hands into her vagina, using his thumb to rub her clit. Brent's lips went back to her lips, sucking and nibbling them, sending shivers through her body.His thrusts were slow initially, sooner her thrusted faster, using his lips to swa
Tiffany's eyes fluttered and open, she yawned, using her hands to close her eyes, preventing it against the little ray of sunlight that seeped in through the window.Her consciousness kicked in when she tried moving, her body felt so sore, especially down there.Everything from last night started replaying itself on her head, her cheeks turned red instantly. She sat up, her eyes roaming around the room.Brent wasn't present in the room, that was a good thing at least, Tiffany couldn't handle the awkwardness that'll ensue between them.Just as she was about to get up, the door was unlocked from the outside, and Brent figure came into view, she was still gripping the quilt tightly.“You're up already? How are you feeling?” Brent asked, looking at her. His voice was deep and laced with tenderness.“I'm fine” she blushed, looking everywhere but his face.Brent went closer, sitting on the bed, close to her. “If you're fine like you said, then I did go easy on you.” He whispered. His voice
Tiffany woke up to an aching body, she tried moving but found out her waist was tucked and held by firm arms.She had her back facing him, while he held her close to chest, his fingers tangling with hers, as his slow and calculated breath fanned against her ears, heating her up.She blushed, recalling the scenes that happened between them. Her dreams were gradually becoming reality.They had sex, and that was all that mattered to her right then.He was holding her strongly yet gentle as if scared that she'd run away once released. His hot breath that fanned against her ear, sent Sparks through her body.She slowly turned, trying not to wake him, while she faced him. Staring at his face, she smiled.His face was so flawless with no subtle lashes long and thick like that of a woman. How long hair fell across his face, covering a part of his eyes. Even when asleep Brent could pass as a model.Tiffany fingers twitched badly to touch him, to graze on that smooth skin, to feel him. Just as
Tiffany gasped in utter shock, standing in front of the mirror, staring at her body, which exposed the evidence of sleeping with Brent.There were pink marks all over her body, glaring angrily at her. She smiled and slipped into the tub.When she was done bathing and dressing into the clothes for Brent she took. One glance at the mirror, she couldn't help the laugh that escaped her lips.She was really small compared to Brent, but still looked cute and homie in the outfit. She packed her hair into a bun and walked out of the washroom.Brent was seating on the bed, eyes focused on his phone when he heard the unlocking of the door, he looked up to see Tiffany dressed in one of his T-shirt, that stopped above her knees, hair tied into a bun, exposing her smooth and delicate face.He smiled, reaching across the bed to grab her. Tiffany noticed his movements and dodged, laughing loudly.“Go and wash up!” She laughed.Brent nodded in surrender as he went into washroom.Tiffany took out a la
Like every other bustling and busy night, tonight was more cheerful and happier. Brent and Tiffany were invited to a bonfire, in the woods, close to Behem resorts.“Hey Brent, hey Tiffy.” Roman said, waving at them as they sat on a log of wood.There were many people who had their tents set up, expecting the night to be a long one.“Okay guys! Let's make this night very memorable. What game should we play?” Brenda said, getting up from her previous position.“Truth or Dare! Let's go for it!” Ava chipped in, walking behind Brenda.Tiffany and Brenda, turned to shoot her a glance, as she smiled widely, flashing her obvious gap teeth.Brenda has a grudge against Ava, same as Tiffany. Yeah, she was the same girl who got Brent into fucking her.“Yeah, Truth or Dare sounds cool, we can go for it, right?” Andrea laughed, breaking through the tension between Brenda and Ava, as Tiffany hid her disdain well.“Okay then, Ava you'd go first, since you suggested the idea.” Roman finally added.And
The night was so long, as Tiffany and Brent kept having sex all through the night. They only got a glimpse of sleep in the early hours of the morning.Tiffany woke up with a message from her parents, informing her that they would be back by next week. She got up, reading the message again, as she tried to be more awake.She quickly dialed her mom's number and called her, just to be sure. After one ring the call went through.“Hello Mom, good morning,”“Tiffy dear, how are you doing? Hope you got my message?” “Yeah I did. You and Dad are seriously coming back by next week? I thought you said the trip was extended to one more month?” Tiffy asked, knitting her brows.“Yes baby, but something came up and it was shortened. So we'd be back home next week. Aren't you happy, why do you sound surprised?”“Of course not mom, I'm happy, I'm so happy, I'm just surprised.” She laughed.“Alright baby, how's Brent?”“He is good, mom, what about dad?”“He had an early work to do, So he went out pret
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