“Honey, what's the occasion? Why are you so dressed?” Audrey's voice echoed in the room, as she walked into her daughter, Tiffany, checking herself out on the mirror stand.Tiffany glanced at her mother and smiled, “A party.”“A party?” “Yes mom, I got along with Brent's friends, so they've invited me to a party.” She smiled, doing a final touch to her make up.“That's sweet to hear. Aren't you dressed too much for a party or is there….?” Audrey eyed her suspiciously, her lips curved up with a teasing smile.Tiffany, who seemed to understand what her mom was hinting at, broke out in laughter. “Oh mom, stop it already. It's a party really, and I'm not too dressed, this feels lighter on me.” She started adjusting her dress.“Alright dear, you'll be back right?”“That's what I'm not sure about. But rest assured, if I don't, I'll sleep over at Brent's place then return in the morning.”“Is Brent going too?”“Yeah, it's his friends, so he'll come too and he's the one picking me up.” She s
Brenda was across the pool, when she saw Bent's bike, she beamed with happiness. She quickly used her phone to check her face once more and adjusted her dress.She was hurrying towards him when she saw another girl get down from the bike and when she removed her helmet it was Tiffany. Her smile quickly vanished and she frowned, which quickly disappeared when Brent saw her.“Hi, Brent.” She smiled slightly, returning her gaze to Tiffany.Tiffany was very beautiful, her smile, everything about her and it only made Brenda feel inferior to her. Brenda knew she wasn't feel inferior or dislike for Tiffany, but she couldn't help the jealousy she felt at the pit of her stomach. She just wanted to be the only sexy and beautiful girl around Brent, but Tiffany being around him, made her feel miniature and would only attract Brent to women who looked beautiful like Tiffany.“Brenda, what's up?” Brent flashed hert small and quickly turned away from her to Tiffany.Tiffany glanced at Brenda and smi
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
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
“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
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
“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
“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
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