100 Ways To Pleasure A Little Muse

CHAPTER ONEMELISSA’S POVIt’s my eighteenth birthday today and Mom said we’d be celebrating it at the villa she purchased a few years ago with Dad’s death insurance payout.I’ve always wondered what change would being an adult bring. Big boobs? Constant sex? Freedom? Big ass?My friends at school always spoke about their experiences when they turned eighteen. Some yapped about having sex almost everyday, while the others wouldn’t stop talking about their huge boobs and ass. I genuinely had high expectations for my eighteenth birthday, except nothing changed.My boobs remained the same—small. My ass wasn’t an exception and for the sex part, I haven’t seen a guy worthy of my virginity.“Are you done packing, Melissa?” The voice of my Mom seeped through the walls, jolting me from my thoughts.“Ye——yes, Mom.” I stuttered as I grabbed a handful of my clothes, throwing them into my luggage in a haste.“Your dad is starting the car already. I’m sure you are aware of the long hours we have to

CHAPTER 3MELISSA’S POVUpon arriving at the island, it was already dark—thank goodness. Mom would have seen the mess I made while coming all over my step-daddy’s hand and also his black trousers.Bryan helped take the luggages into the villa, while Mom and I went ahead to pick a room for ourselves.I’ve been to this villa a handful of times, and of course, Mom made me pick my own personal room with an excuse of needing a private time alone.I wondered if she would be sharing a room with Bryan, as it was the first time he was joining us.“There are five bedrooms in this villa, you both should pick one each for yourself.” Mom announced dismissively, as if she couldn’t wait to bolt to her room. “And you, Melissa, if you’re finding it hard to sleep due to nightmares, you can sleep in Bryan’s room.”I shouldn’t be surprised at how dismissive and lack- of- interest a person Mom was, yet, I couldn’t help it.“I can manage on my own, and like you said, I’m an adult.” I replied, grabbed my ba

CHAPTER 5MELISSA’S POVI tossed and turned all through the night because of two reasons. One, which was because of the pulsing in my pussy and the other because of my step-daddy.He shouldn't have helped with the ache in my pussy back in the truck, if he wasn't going to cross the line. Heck he already crossed it when he whispered dirty, filthy words into my ears while plunging his fingers deep into my pussy.“I hate him.” I muttered, strangling my poor teddy bear in between my arms. I was passing aggression to the poor bear.“I shouldn't have let him touch me, now I keep wanting more.” This went on and on until it was morning and my eyes were red and dark with eyebags below them. I bet Bryan slept well without any thoughts or whatsoever last night. “Melissa, come down for breakfast.” Mom’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts and I flinched.“Okay, I'll be down soon.” I replied as I grabbed my phone and headed downstairs in jean shorts and crop tops.They easily became my best wears

CHAPTER 7MELISSA’S POVMy throat bobbed as my eyes dropped down to Daddy’s huge cock once again. I felt excitement slowly replacing the fear and shock in me and my hands reached for his cock.I felt Daddy tensed beneath me, probably holding his breath, while waiting to see what his little princess could do with his cock.His cock grew bigger and bigger in my hold, yet, I wasn’t letting it stop me as I began to stroke it slowly.At first, it was awkward, considering it was my first time and I haven’t given a hand-job before. I was nothing short of a novice, but that didn’t discourage me, instead, it made me do better.After a while of stroking from the base to his shaft, I finally got the rhythm and didn’t stop. “Hmmm….” Daddy exhaled, his eyes shut as he let me take care of his cock. I could tell he was certainly pleased—that made me happy.Five minutes had gone by and my hands began to hurt from stroking Daddy’s cock, so I positioned myself in betweenhis thighs in a way that’d be co

LORINA’S POV“Is this camp compulsory, Nia?” My step-daddy asked, pushing his glasses back to the bridge of his nose.“Yes, we need a family bonding time.” Mom insisted.It had come to her notice, ever since she got married to Mr. Powers, the family haven’t been bonding very well. We were better off as strangers, her words not mine.“We are a family, Roland, but we behave more like strangers than family.” Mom frowned, her disappointment evident.We behaved awkwardly towards each other because we were basically strangers bonded by marriage.I was already nineteen years of age when my Mom decided to get married again. To not just anyone, but the powerful Mr. Roland Powers, who has a son, twice my age even.Killian was tall, handsome with broad shoulders. He is every woman's fantasy, including mine.The first day we met, I couldn’t help but get drawn to his handsomeness, but the turn off was his age. It was forbidden to fall for your step-brother, but it was even more forbidden when he i