HUDSON'S POV
When I awoke and beheld my wife's enchanting visage, an involuntary, beaming smile illuminated my face. What a splendid morning! She resembled a serene pagan goddess in the midst of her beauty. Her lips, not as ample as the coveted Angelina Jolie's, possessed a distinct allure with a full lower lip and a slender upper lip, radiating a sensuous and attractive charm reminiscent of moist pomegranate seeds. Her nose boasted a duchess-like elegance, a highly sought-after feature among celebrities. Yet, my wife's was naturally flawless, a divine endowment. Her eyes, slanting gracefully like a cat's, were further accentuated by long eyelashes and impeccably shaped eyebrows that consistently arched when directed my way. I found her allure heightened when she gracefully raised an eyebrow in my direction. I planted a sweet kiss on my wife's lips. What can they do now? Can I invite her to go grocery shopping? Aceia’smommy said I should teach Aceia even simple house chores. Her mom said that Aceia doesn't want to go grocery shopping, especially going to the wet market, but her mom said Aceia needs to learn. Aceia's mother left me one more thing: don't ever make her the underdog of this brat. If it is wrong, she should not condone it. Damn! It's likeI am raising my own daughter. I have to get up now. I have to prepare breakfast for my wife. I will help prepare breakfast. I already have a list of what foods Aceia does and does not like. I asked her mommy for that. When I got up, the comforter that had previously covered Aceia's neck moved down, and her healthy breasts were exposed. My jaw immediately watered at the sight of breakfast served in front of me. My wife is generous! Fuck it! Why is she naked? Her nipples were pink and erect, like two ripe cherries waiting to be eaten. The areolas surrounding the morsels were deep, dusky pink. A dangerous tingle settled into my groin at the erotic view. My erection immediately came to an end. It was aching as hell, and I needed to do something to relieve the ache. I let my eyes greedily devour her glorious breasts before she reached out to touch them. I caressed Aceia's nipple with my thumb-finger. She stretched out, her back slightly arching, so that I could have a more erotic view. I played with her nipple. Her muffled moan electrified me. I was salivating over luscious breasts. Fuck! I shouldn't be guilty of feeling this because she's already my wife. But I should have consented to doing this, right? I can't restrain myself from doing it. I lowered my head and took the pink morsel into my mouth. She tasted fucking delicious. I played with Aceia's other nipple with his finger while his mouth savored the other breast. It's good to play with the tongue on its nipple. Even if he eats it all day long, he won't get bored. Lyca's back arched, and she was accompanied by a small grunt that made her even more excited. Suddenly, his suction became stronger, and he squeezed the top of her chest with emphasis. — “HUDSON! "My eyes widened as I looked at Hudson, who was sucking my breast. I thought I was just dreaming. Hudson looked at me, giving me a wolfish grin while continuing to suck on my chest. "What are you doing?" My voice came out all breathy as the delicious sensation started seeping through me. "Good morning! Thank you for a delicious breakfast, wifey!" I bit my bottom lip when one of his hands crawled up my body and slipped into my pants. "Oh!" I moaned as he caressed my wet womanhood while continuing to suck on my nipple. My teeth gritted and my muscles tensed at the pleasure of Hudson's finger caressing my womanhood, especially when he played with the sensitive grain of my womanhood. "Oh!" Igrowled as she arched my back. Delicious! Very delicious! Damn! He knows exactly what he's doing. He knew the right spot that he needed to stimulate to drive me crazy. Hudson let go of my breast; his mouth crawled around my neck, and his hot tongue ran over my collarbone and throat until his tongue played with my ear while his finger continued to pleasure my womanhood. "You're amazing, Aceia! I never wanted anything but you. Only you!" "Hudson! That's insane! Don't stop!" I was begging. My hips were canting off the bed with each languorous touch. I think he's already at climax. "Oh fuck! You are approaching!" Hudson raised his face to look me in the face. His face was full of admiration. "I'm near!" My back arched. "Shit! Shit!" I squirmed as she went down to the extreme but was stopped when Hudson pulled his hand from my pants. "Hudson!" He gave medevilishly a grin. "Yes, my love?" He teased me. "Fuck it!" I hissed. He's playing on me! "Your mouth, young lady." "If you don't continue this, you will sleep in the living room!" "Aw! How cute, my wife. Do you like what I'm doing, my love?" I was startled when Hudson squeezed my nipple. He moved his hand down my stomach, again inserted his hand into my pants, inserted two fingers into my womanhood, and moved it back and forth so quickly that I almost screamed. "Aaaah! Hudson!" He pulled his fingers out of my pants, curling around the waistband of my pants, and pulled it down. I hurriedly helped him take off my pants. I removed the comforter that was covering my body. Alford parted my thighs and again played with my flesh, which seemed to be on fire. "Hudson, please!" I begged as the tip of her finger poked the hole in my womanhood. "What do you want, Aceia? Tell me." "Damn, put it in!" I'm running out of patience to ask for. "What?" Hudson had a hidden smile. She swatted him on the arm. "I hate you!" "Why?" His grin widened. "You want my dick?" I bit my bottom lip and nodded. "Say it." Hudson pinched my cl--t, causing me to gasp. "Yes. I want your c--ck inside me." "Good girl." Hudson pressed a kiss to Aceia's lips. He pulled me away. Now I'm on top of Hudson. "Then get my d--ck." He swallowed when his cunt hit Hudson's penis. Its length filled my slit. Hudson's hand crawled up the side of my body and grabbed me by both hips. I moved my hips to rub my womanhood against it. Shit! Feels good. "Damn, Aceia!" Hudson exclaimed in shock. Hudso’s fingers dug into my skin as I quickly rubbed my cunt along it. Its jaws growled. "Loosen up your grip; I can't move properly!" I snarled at him. Hudson let out a boyish chuckle. I placed both hands on Hudson’s chest and dug my nails into her skin. "If you keep doing what you're doing, you're going to get really hurt!" Hudson chuckled, then loosened the hold on my hips. "Oh, great!" I grunted as I sprang into motion. It was even more delicious because my clitoris was rubbing against his penis. "Oh, yesss!" I muttered to myself as I sped up on top of Hudson. I raised my head and closed my eyes. Hudson hadn't even gotten inside her, but I already feel like I'm going to explode. "So f-cking hot!" Hudson’s two hands went to my breast and squeezed it.When the head of Hudson's manhood hit the hole of my womanhood, the pleasure that enveloped me intensified. Heat shot through me like fireworks. I need his c--ck now! I tried to let his hardness enter, but Hudson grabbed my hips again. I looked at Hudson with wide eyes. "Alford, please! I need your c--ck now!" I was begging disparately. Hudson laid me down again. He nestled himself between my legs. Hudson put both of his legs on his shoulders. I closed my eyes again as Hudson slowly inserted the length into my womanhood, and I let myself drown in the delicious sensation. Oh, God! This is how it feels when something fills my womanhood. With each gentle contraction and advance of his penis in her tunnel, it seemed to take me to another dimension of pleasure. But I opened my eyes again in shock when he suddenly felt an earthquake, and my whole body shook on top of the bed without warning. Hudson unleashed strong and fast thrusts. "Aceia! Fuck!" I looked up at Hudson; his lips parted, and he seemed delirious. His eyes were wide as he looked at me. He reached for one of my breasts and squeezed it while continuing to stroke my womanhood. "Oh sh*t! Oh yeah!" I pulled out my own hair and moaned as I felt the intense pleasure of my upcoming orgasm. The pillow dipped as I threw my head back, making ardent sounds as Hudson's c--ck drilling my tight p--ssy. "Hudson, faster, faster!" It became more and more ferocious and seemed to become more and more crazy with the grunts and pleas coming out of my mouth. Hudson kept moaning as his manhood seemed to dig something deep inside me. It reached so deep that something inside me made the delicious sensation even stronger until I gave in. A shriek escaped from me, and my vision seemed to cloud after my eyes widened. My body shuddered as I felt something hot fill my womanhood after Hudson cursed. The man stiffened as he kneeled down and winced as he bit my leg. "That was amazing, your amazing!" He let out a gasp after his teeth let go of my leg. He bowed to me. "Fuck it! You make me crazy, Aceia! I almost buried my balls in your cunt!" “Oh! Same feeling! ” I silently expressed the identical emotion within my mind.”HUDSON'S POVIt began when my parents decided I should attend a math camp, assuring me it would be a joyful experience while they were away. Little did they know that it would become the catalyst for a traumatic event, pushing my life to the edge of death.As Sunday afternoon descended, we meticulously packed our belongings, getting ready to head home. The facilitator signaled the end, prompting us to board the bus. The journey commenced serenely, and I immersed myself in a book, oblivious to the impending disruption.Suddenly, the bus screeched to a halt, shattering the tranquility. My eyes darted outside, revealing an eerie silence only disturbed by the entrance of an armed stranger.Chaos erupted as the man discharged his weapon, sending children into fits of panic. Fear gripped me too, yet I chose to remain silent.Soon, we found ourselves at the mercy of these assailants. Tears flowed from frightened children yearning to return home. Amid the gunfire, a rescue mission unfolded, c
ACEIA'S POVWith all that had happened, I felt like I needed to find closure because of the overwhelming weight that was on my shoulders. I understood that knowing the truth was essential if I was going to embrace a happy future.After receiving confirmation that my daughter was safe, I set off to visit my parents. There were secrets hanging in the air, and it was time to face the ghosts of the past. As I walked up to the door, the air crackled with expectation, and I felt a mixture of resolution and nervousness in my veins.As I sat across from my father, a guy with many life experiences and unspoken stories, I forced myself to go deeper into our family's past. It was as though the walls were listening closely to everything I said, and the weight of unspoken truths echoed throughout the room.For an instant, my father wavered, a trace of regret visible in his eyes. Subsequently, he started to reveal a story of love and sorrow in a voice that carried the weight of decades. He added, "M
ACEIA'S POVHudson and I ran across the sterile hallway, our footsteps hitting the chilly hospital walls like cries for help. The fluorescent lights pulsed harshly overhead, creating eerie shadows that reflected the turmoil in our hearts. Seated on the emergency bed, our daughter was a delicate figure among the difficult chaos of life-threatening medical situations.My vision became blurry as we approached the surgical room. Hudson, who was equally upset, desperately tried to hold onto our hand to help steady ourselves in the emotional storm. The sobs of a pained mother resonated with the far-off wails of sirens outside.The door to the operating room flew open, showing a surgeon whose face reflected the seriousness of the situation. As I talked, my voice quivered, and the words came out of my mouth like thin whispers in the storm.My eyes gleamed with worry as I asked, "Is she... is she going to be okay?" but the surgeon's grave expression offered no instant comfort.The surgeon gave
ACEIA'S POVWhen the man finally tore my top off, I forced myself to get away from him, even though it was difficult to do. I scooted away, trying to get away, but my legs were yanked back with force.Tears were flowing down my cheeks as I looked at Alison, who was still crying. "No, please. Don't do this," I begged.Marthina spoke, casually playing with the gun in her hand while still sitting in front of me, interrupting the terrifying image. "You know, when I was young..."Captivated by her words, I turned to face her. She related the heartbreaking story of how my father abandoned them when she was a young girl, leaving her mother hopeless. She stated, "I never had a happy childhood because your father took that away from me. When he left, my mother fell into madness, unable to care for me. I had to work to survive," before suddenly pressing the trigger, deafening Alison with her cry.I tried again, desperate to get out of the man's grasp, but I was quite conscious that all that was
ACEIA'S POVMy head was hammering when I woke up, like a relentless hammer, causing unbearable pain. The agony in my brain was getting closer to breaking, so I tried to get up and looked around as it did.Alison and I ended up sitting on the ground, tied, and surrounded by rusting, run-down cars in an abandoned car factory.I had no idea where we were.I had flashbacks to Alison, and I went for ice cream, but they were cut short as Marthina barged in holding a gun.After being made to sign a document and given a numbing agent, our bodies passed out. As we awoke, the terrible truth of our imprisonment became apparent.There was one thing we knew for sure: Marthina had planned our kidnapping. Her intentions were still unclear, but she acted with malice in her eyes.Turning to the sound of Alison’s soft sobs, I took a deep breath to compose myself, resisting the urge to succumb to fear.The uncertainty of impending help gnawed at me. All I could hope for was that Hudson was actively searc
ACEIA'S POVIt had been a full week since the intenseencounter with Marthina. I didn't talk to my father after that. I purposefully chose to keep this distance because I needed time to gather my thoughts and reflect before bringing up the hard topic. Even though I really should be talking to my dad and making sure Marthina and Alexander are telling the truth, I take comfort in these quiet times, letting my ideas settle before facing the storm that is coming.This self-imposed break from face-to-face interaction is making my internal turmoil even more confusing. My logical mind begs me to speak with my father immediately in order to get clarification and closure. It is full of longing for pure clarity, wanting to remove any doubt from Marthina's charges and Alexander's remarks. However, the soft murmurs of my heart beg me to take my time, to temper the urgency with a measured resolution, so that feelings don't overshadow any revelations that may come to light.There is a constant feeli