TIFFANY'S POV
I bit my lower lips to restrict myself from screaming but who am I trying to deceive pleasure?'Oh, yeah!'.
With my grip tight on its handle, I make the dildo vibrate as I explore myself. I can say I am selfish but I have never been satisfied, not when I am just coming back from Joe, my boyfriend's house about an hour ago and I still find myself doing this.
You can keep calling me a bad girl but I like it, I like the fact that I had to sneak in after my stepfather had told me to come back before 11 O'clock or stay home. Bet you can't tell a horny girl to stay in one place, can you try? Slowly, I caress my clit with the sex toy, dammmmmn.I have always wanted this, from a capable person and not from someone who is just hot, has a good size of dick, and still does not know how to use it.
I spread my legs wide open as I lick the four long fingers of my left palm and rubbed them on the opening of my body. At this point, it's not really necessary as I am already wet but I just want it to be super slimy.
A faint gasp escaped my throat as I slowly move the toy in and out of me.
I like the size, I like how hard it is, I like it makes me try to squish it in me.
But I wasn't concentrating.
I am 18, I just finished high school and my stepdad is making me stay home longer than I expect while he claims that he is preparing an admission into my dream school which I didn't, unfortunately, reach the required grades.
Now here I am! super horny, hate my stepfather, my mother died during an argument with him and before his son could help, mom got down the moving car, got rolled over, and died.
Just kidding, she is not dead yet but I think she might. The doctor said something like her becoming a vegetable if she woke up from this coma.
What's worst than having someone clean your ass when you are alone and just 39. Nothing!
And Luciano my stepfather's son has always been helpful, even though he is heartless and evil-looking, I see some tiny human spirit in that. Still yet, I wonder why my mum would divorce my fathers because he cheated on her with there of her best friends and marry an Italian man.
They look hot.
I mean my stepfather and his son but, they are not supposed to be...That will not change the fact that I find Luciano super attractive.
'Yes! Luciano'.
Thinking about him alone makes my body shake. Makes that tingle, that tingling that comes when you want something.
With my eyes closed, I imagined Luciano's face. His gray eyes, stare back at me as he moves his long fingers in and out of me.
I squeeze my toes as I lift my waist to meet each of his finger thrusts. Right now what I need is him, yes! him in person.
I can take him, all of him.
I want him to choke me, spank me hard, and do all sorts of bad things to me. I want him to touch me in a forbidden way, to thrust, thrust, and thrust until I go senseless.
A jolt of pleasure explores the body as I raise my hips and moan loudly. It's coming.
'Fuuuuck, Luciano'. I cried as I bit my lower lips hard.
My whole body vibrate and I couldn't hold it any longer. That sensation, burning inside of me, eating me up, yes...
Increasing the speed of the dildo, I wiggle my left index on my clit for a while before squeezing my hard nipples.
No, Luciano did it.
My stepbrother squeeze my nipples as he moved out his fingers to replace them with what I have been waiting for. For what I have been hoping to get and I know I will never get it.
A satisfying loud moan escaped my throat as I held the hem of the duvet tight and thrust my vagina faster. I thrust as fast as I could and I can feel it...I am about to cum...
"Tiffany?".
I didn't hear the door open but the next thing I noticed is someone walking in. Good thing my bed is in the corner of the room right behind my bookshelf.
Quickly, I covered myself with my duvet. Hid my pant under my head and watch Luciano walk into sight.
"What?".
I can't say, I can't say why he just stood still watching me from head to toe even when the thick duvet covered all of my small body.
His eyes roam around the room as if he was expecting or looking for something else.
"What the hell are you doing?" I screamed, "Have you ever heard about what they call privacy?".
Luciano rolled his eyes, looked at my door, and walked out without saying a word. Before I could heave a sigh of relief, I heard someone knocking at the door, and without waiting for a reply, the door swung wide open.
"Did you see my ..." Luciano paused, smiled as he walked over to my closet and raised his left hand "My charge" he turned.
I can't remember taking his phone charger after I left mine at the mall four days ago. Fine, I used it last night but how did I manage to keep it up there?
My cheeks turn red in deep embarrassment as I straighten my legs beneath the duvet. The dildo was still in my wet vagina vibrating while I stare at the person I have always wanted to have sex with.
I can't blame my body for still wanting to do the forbidden when Luciano is standing in front of me shirtless and sweaty. His hair was messy and his chest looks red, if not for the taekwondo pants he had on, I would vouch that he just had sex.
The tiny sound. That low vibrating sound!
I kept hoping Luciano would walk out now instead of looking around like he is trying to get something right. It better not be that he is listening to the noise.
I bit my lower lips to subdue the shameless moan about escaping. My breath became uneven as I tried to slowly lower my left hand into the duvet but it wasn't working, that hot asshole had his gaze fixed on me.
His lips curved into a sly smirk as he shrugged, moved his hair behind his ears and walked away.
"I don't want to know what the heck you were doing, Tiff, next time, just lock the goddam doooooor!".
This is so humiliating! I can't stand seating in the same room with Luciano, not when my Stepdad has decided to 'deal with stuff in his private room. I still don't know why Enzo, My stepfather (popularly known as Hades) had insisted that we must always have meals together except we are not home. I still also can't tell why he always emphasizes 'Family'. 'Such bag of shit!' I cussed in my mind. I am not scared to say it up to his face or tell him how I hate him and want him dead, but, it will only make him let out his eyes on me again. The last time he told me that, he had made sure I was grounded for three months and Luciano had to bring me back from school each day. Imagine! That black-haired son of a mean-looking man even didn't let me talk to my boyfriend all those while. One time, he threw me over his shoulder while he raced to the car only to make me puke in front of so many people. I don't need you to imagine the evil smirk on his face, it's the same smir
Getting ready in a black blouse and a pink short flare skirt, I walked into the car to wait for Luciano. I still can't believe Enzo had paid for all this shit for me. Even if he doesn't trust me about having lots of sex and getting pregnant, he should have remembered that I am not a child anymore. "Damn, I hate him so much!". I hate him so much that I want to do something stupid. I want to steal all his money, find what he is hiding in his private room and run away. It's been over thirty minutes and Luciano is still in his father's private room, the room he will never let me enter. A year ago, I tried to sneak into the room but before I could get to the door I received a call from Enzo. That creepy man was watching all my moves just like his son...wait a minute. "Better not". I shook my head as strap the seat belt around my waist in the front seat. Better not be that my stepbrother saw what I was doing this morning. "oh shit" I slapped my forehead "Th
This can't be happening but I know it's happening. Who the heck am I trying to fool? I am going to leave Florida and live with Luciano. "Perfect!" I muttered as I began to go through the contacts on my phone. Not even someone I can call. Call me a loner but I hate friends, I don't see anything they do other than getting people involved in things they don't want to do. Looking out my window reminds me of what I want but don't need to do. I need to call my boyfriend, even if it's to tell him that it's over I just want to get that shit off my neck. Walking back to my bed I picked up my phone name walked out of my room. I made sure to tip-toe past Luciano's room, you won't imagine how embarrassed I was leaving the car yesterday. That was dirty I know but Luciana started it. The fact that he was watching me for a while as I do those naughty things calling his name freaks me out. Worst still, I will have to be stuck with him for a while. Turning back, I head to my stepfather's
My heart skipped a beat and almost exploded, this can't be real, not when this dude in front of me is pointing a gun at me. I know I need to do something but my blank head is still blank. 'I am done!'. I know I will die, I know that for sure. My social media live has refused to load, no network bar at all and that freaks me out the more. "My Dad has money" I sniffed "Just tell me he is fine and I will take you to where he has his money" I raised both hands in the air "Please I don't want to die. Not yet". Each step the man take brings me more to my doom, taking days of life off me. In fact, I could no longer feel my heart in my chest again but somewhere around my stomach. The closer he comes, the more I see things I couldn't see from far, a familiar tattoo. Damn this man look so young, maybe in his mid-twenties. My mind refused to pay attention to the tattoo because anyone might want to draw an ace on the left side of his neck. "Just like the pictures," The man said, "Damn! Mas
Even as we are standing in the middle of a playground as if we just got pooped out by the earth, I felt my inside summersault a million times before stopping. I didn't get the chance to find out we crawled out of a freaking hole before I began to puke. One thing I remembered was not to puke over the shirt even though I was freezing in it. One hand holding up my hair and the other trying to hold the shirt and my phone down, I bent and began to puke. Gosh! My stomach was empty but I still puked. Soon, I became weak and sat on the floor close to the mess I just made. "We don't have all day or we will be dead" Luciano yanked my upper arm "get the fu... No fucking way!" He yelled. Before I knew what was happening, he let go of my arm leaving me to fall harshly to the ground. I had no time to brace myself before I heard a shattering sound. I looked at my stepbrother in disbelief as if I was trying to find another reason why he just broke my phone. "Thanks to you, they just know
That felt relieving to punch him in the balls with my other hand. Well, we didn't see that coming and at least, he let go of my hand as he bent down as if going to go on one knee but didn't. Seizing that opportunity, I dash off. I had no idea where I was or where I would go but I think it is better than being with someone acting strange as if he wants to sell me out or something. I have heard stories of the Italian mafia and how they sell people especially girls but this one? He can be my stepbrother which I really doubt is the reason I should trust him. No freaking way! The main reason I suddenly became scared of him was after watching him kill those men back at the house, one thing is certain. He would be tempted to just point a gun to my forehead and blow it off so that gave me every reason to run faster. I didn't know why I forgot to look back all this while but I bet looking back became a mistake. No sign of Luciano at all, all that was there was one of the bags he had c
This should be a bed, maybe or maybe not. I just feel it's so soft, comfortable, and somehow warm on my left-hand side. With a low groan, I stretched and held my pounding head that felt as if it would come off anytime soon.It wasn't clear but I saw it, very sure.'Luciano?'What the hell does he think he is doing laying on the same bed with me? Slowly getting up to a seating position, I glared at him sleeping peacefully on the same bed with me. My head hurts and I can't think of the right thing to do now.I raised my left hand to touch my head and I found it wrapped! In a panic, I used both hands, trying to know what I had bandaged around my head until I remembered what had happened. This asshole stepbrother of mine hit me real hard and even drugged me."Son of a urggh!"Without thinking, I slapped Luciano hard across his face. Yes, I slapped him really hard and I felt satisfied. Well, not fully satisfied as I watch him stir in his sleep and before he could do anything or open his ey
This can’t be happening! Well, it is because nothing else can explain why I would be in a room for two days only to have my stepbrother bring me different food daily and put me to sleep. I would want to tell him, that I am no longer a child but…that asshole gets his way.The annoying cheers from the men outside kept me awake for who knows long. I can’t tell what time it is but for sure, it’s already late. Late than having a bottle of water and pizza because I asked for a pizza with pineapple.“They can be so silly at the time,” I told myself.Call me silly, but I already started a conversation with myself, planning on how to escape my insane brother. Frankly, I will say he has lots of problems with just coming, watching me eat, taking pictures of me, and walking out. Not anymore, I will let him know that I have other sides of me that he shouldn’t mess with.Watching the dry leftover pizza, I shed a single tear, not because I was sad, but because I love pizza, and giving me a dry one i
It was finally the day I've been waiting for and the thought if it made me feel a flush of emotions.I sat down quietly and allowed the make up artist to apply the make up on my face. I couldn't believe it was really happening — my wedding day but if there was anything I was grateful for, it was that it happened and my mom was seeing today.It made me emotional to think of my mom and how she may have survived but may not likely live long enough to see me have kids.The thoughts of it only sent tears to my eyes but I tried my best to sniff back the tears so I wouldn't think my makeup."You look amazing hunny."It was my mom and her voice was silvery and calm. I could tell from the expression on her face that she was also glad that she could witness the event."It wasn't the saw when I met your father," she said to me. "And I'm glad."I turned slightly and looked at her. "Why?""Because we were so in love and no one approved of our marriage. No one wanted us to be together so it was us
TIFFANY'S POVI looked at my reflection in the mirror as the stylist packed my hair into a bun. A small smile crept on my lips but I couldn't deny the fact that I was anxious.I slightly opened my mouth to exhale and then kept fanning myself with my hands in an attempt to keep myself calm."You look incredible," the stylist said and brushed my hair again. "We just need to touch here a little, uh— then here you go," she said as she finished.I responded with a small smile and stood up. I was ready to join the Coronation and more than anything, I was hoping i'd not have a panic attack."Trust me," she said. "You look amazing. I wish you could see yourself with my eyes."I chuckled because that was a compliment that I didn't really understand."The men are here," she said and opened the door to my room. The two guards were Luciano's men appointed to take care of me through out the day."The dress looks exquisite," the huge one with brown eyes said. "You look beautiful too.""Thank you,"
I couldn't hide how nervous I felt about the coronation and anyone who saw me now would see it.I was dressed in an expensive black Tuxedo with a cream inner shirt. My hair was brushed backwards in such a way that made the curls fall to my side. I sighed and took a deep breath before stepping outside and looking down from the balcony upstairs.I saw the way the hall was decorated in such an exquisite way. The long tables were all placed horizontally and was decorated with ribbons.The strobe light illuminated the room and gave it this view that was eye catching and captivating.I stood there for a moment, admiring the view and trying to get rid of the anxiousness that came with the event.I looked around and in one head turn, I was desperately searching for Tiffany. I had no idea where she could be sitting or even standing but I did everything to search for her with my eyes.As I turned again, my gaze fell on my father."I can hear your heartbeat from miles away!" He said.I turned
"Fuck you," he cussed before ordering his men to stand down.His hand had begun to bleed due to all the force he applied while trying to get the watch off his wrist. The I told you so look was evident all over my face.A part of me felt sorry that he was going through that but all it took was one sharp belly pain to bring me back to my senses, there was absolutely no reason why I should spare Massimo. He stabbed me and proceeded to connive with Gladys to kidnap Tiffany, I couldn't forgive him for that, ever! "Arghh," I yelled out in anger, scaring Massimo and even his men. "Fuck," I screamed again. I enjoyed the way blood was dripping out of his wrist and unto the floor. Massimo stood still with his other hand clutching the arm of a chair. "I want to see you suffer, I want to see you bleed and plead for mercy. I hope you fucking die," I screamed. "I'm sorry Luciano, I really am. It wasn't my fault really, if I didn't stab you, you would have killed me, I'm sorry Luciano," he plead
With my hands on the wheels, father's words rang at the back of my head "it's a very bad idea, you might be working into your own death." I had told him not to worry but I wasn't so sure I wasn't worrying either.Tiffany on the other hand had no idea where I was going, it was normal, I hardly informed her about my whereabouts. But after the drama that took place the other day, I couldn't help but feel like she deserved to know every single detail about me, it was wrong to out her in the dark. My phone's screen lit up that instant as if agreeing with my thoughts to call Tiffany so I picked it and dialed her number. After the third ring, old town road stopped blasting into my ears and I heard her sweet voice instead "Hi Lu.""Committed suicide yet?" I had absolutely no idea what she was talking about."Huh?""Father said you're on your way to commit suicide," trust father to be dramatic about everything. "I just want to let you know that when or if you eventually die, I'll make your b
LUCIANOMy eyes darted around the room looking for nothing in particular. I just kept looking around as my mind wandered back and forth wondering what would happen at the coronation.I was trying to get a mental picture of how it could go but more than the anticipation, I was worried.I could feel it inside my venue that I wasn't very okay knowing the corporation was only a while away.My biggest concern is that I keep thinking of what would happen if I disappoint my father and he isn't satisfied. I tried to brush off the thoughts selling in my head but the more that I tried, the more I got anxious about it. The fact that my brain is wired to please my father just makes everything more and more difficult. I gave a sigh and leaned back on the chair I was sitting. My right hand was on the table in front of me and it randomly raised to touch my forehead.It was something I did unconsciously but the main point was to keep my self calm and try to be as composed as possible.Pieces of p
LUCIANOThe fact that they all knew Tiffany was a treasure to the family, made me smile as I walked down.I reached the staircase and held the rail as I walked downstairs carefully.A small smile cut across my face from just thinking of Tiffany and my hands inside her but the smile disappeared once I got to meet Zino.He was dressed in a faux fur cap and a black coat over his clothes. He looked like a Don as usual but that wasn't my concern.I was more concerned about what could have happened that needed me to he summoned so early.I tried to make a guess but they were all coming out wrongly or better still, I couldn't get a perfect guess of what it could be.I felt goosebumps on my body and I looked at my hands, quietly. I did that in such a way that no one would notice that my attention got diverted to look at myself.It was all Zino's presence and I knew it cause it isn't the first time it was happening to me.I don't know if it makes any sense but I always feel anxious around my f
I gave Tiffany a complete day cause I knew she needed some time alone.Everything happened so fast but more than anything, she was heartbroken about her mother's condition.I let her grieve but couldn't stop thinking shat I could have done if it was me in her position and it was my mother.I swallowed the lump in my throat and tried to think straight but Tiffany was all I could think of.I needed to know how we was faring and although I've been told countless times that she's okay, I just felt the strong urge to find it about that by myself.I stood up and walked to the mirror before taking a deep breath and raking my hands through my hair.I adjusted to look at the mirror and paused. "Tiffany, I'm so sorry that this is happening. It's all too crazy to comprehend but I think—" I paused and looked at my reflection in the mirror. "No, that didn't come out well."I sighed cause I was slightly getting frustrated from be in unable to come up with something reasonable.It was all too diffi
My heart skipped twice in a row and I couldn't stop my heart from beating so fast.I was both anxious and nervous. I clenched my jaw as I thought of everything he said.Zino said Tiffany's mom isn't his wife. I've never heard anything more crazier than that and as I stood there waiting, it just began to make more sense to me.Everything began adding up and I swallowed hard as I thought of it. They never acted in a romantic way for years.I mean, I saw it.. The signs but I always overlooked it cause they always had a way to play things the way they wanted. My mind flashed to numerous occasions and I just swallowed hard. "Fuck," I blurted. There was absolutely nothing I could say to make it all make sense to me."So—" I started. "Why do you want me to wait?" My father asked me to wait behind after the whole confession thing and I couldn't think of a reason why he wanted me to wait behind."Tiffany," he responded. She needs to hear it too.""Oh."I gave a small nod in agreement because