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Managing her
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2026-07-01 00:39:39
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My Mom's Boyfriend Unwanted Guilt
(Marcus’s POV)I barely had time to pull my pants up when I heard Bianca’s car pull into the driveway. The garage door rumbled open like a warning siren. My heart slammed against my ribs as I yanked the zipper up, wincing because my cock was still semi-hard, thick and sensitive from being buried inside Beverley’s tight little pussy just moments ago. A bead of leftover cum smeared against my boxers. I could still smell her on me, that sweet, musky scent of sex and her arousal mixed with my own.“Shit,” I whispered, glancing toward the stairs. Beverley had bolted like a frightened deer. Smart girl. My mind was still replaying it on loop: the way her legs had locked around my waist, her soft moans vibrating against my shoulder, how her walls had fluttered and clenched when I drove deep. She’d been so wet, so eager, leaking all over the couch. I shook my head, forcing myself to move.I rushed, heart pounding, and quickly scanned for evidence. The throw pillow was slightly crooked. I stra
My Mom's Boyfriend Almost Caught
(Beverley’s POV)We were on the couch, lost in each other, the kind of lost where the rest of the world simply ceased to exist. The living room was dim, lit only by the soft glow of the television we’d pretended to watch for cover. Marcus had me pinned beneath him, his strong body covering mine completely. His cock was buried deep inside me, stretching me in that perfect, aching way that made my toes curl and my breath hitch every single time.He fucked me hard, relentless, the wet slap of skin against skin echoing softly in the quiet house. Each thrust pushed me deeper into the cushions, my back arching, my nails digging into his broad shoulders. I moaned into his shoulder, muffling the sound against his warm, sweat-slicked skin. My legs were wrapped tightly around his waist, heels digging into the small of his back, pulling him even closer. I wanted all of him. Needed every inch.“Fuck, Bev,” he growled low in my ear, his voice rough with lust. “You feel so goddamn good. So tight.”
My Mom's Boyfriend Jealous Rage
(Marcus’s POV)I was fucking furious.Seeing Beverley walk in with that guy, some random asshole she casually called a “friend”, made my blood boil instantly. My vision narrowed, heat rushing to my face as a surge of pure possessiveness hit me like a freight train. Who the hell was he? Why was he in my house, laughing with her so easily, sitting way too close on the couch like he actually belonged there? The way he looked at her with that casual, friendly smile, and the easy way she smiled back at him, tilting her head and touching his arm… it ignited something primal and ugly deep inside me. A dark, jealous rage that made my hands itch to grab him by the collar and drag him out.I couldn’t stand it.From the moment they stepped through the front door, I didn’t give them any space. I kept interrupting them every chance I got, unable to stop myself even if I tried. I walked into the living room constantly under weak pretenses, grabbing a glass of water, pretending to check the mail on
My Mom's Boyfriend Jealous flames
(Beverley’s POV)I was lying in bed when it started again.The familiar, rhythmic thump of their bedframe hitting the wall sent a sharp jolt through my entire body. My eyes snapped open in the darkness, heart already hammering against my ribs. At first it was just the steady creaking of the mattress, but then came Mom’s breathy moans, soft and sleepy at the beginning, quickly building into loud, shameless cries that cut through the thin walls like a knife. “Yes, Daddy… fuck me harder!” Her voice was raw, needy, and far too clear.My stomach twisted violently with sharp, burning jealousy. It was even worse this time. The sounds drilled into my brain, every detail excruciatingly vivid. The wet, obscene slapping of skin against skin echoed relentlessly. Mom’s screams of pleasure grew higher and more desperate as she called out his name again and again, completely lost in ecstasy. Marcus’s deep, dominant grunts and low, animalistic growls rumbled through the wall in response, those same p
My Mom's Boyfriend Managing her
(Marcus’s POV)Beverley avoided me the entire day.It was driving me absolutely crazy.From the moment she came downstairs for breakfast, it was clear something had shifted. She kept her eyes on the floor, refusing to meet my gaze even once. No playful smiles, no teasing brushes under the table, no secret glances that usually set my blood on fire. Just cold, deliberate distance. Every time I tried to get close, she would leave the room or give short, one-word answers that felt like ice water thrown in my face. I could feel the anger and jealousy radiating off her, the fallout from last night still burning strong.I tried to play it cool in front of Bianca, making normal conversation and helping with breakfast, but my focus stayed locked on Beverley. She sat quietly, pushing food around her plate, her body language screaming stay away. The memory of her locked door and silent treatment gnawed at me. I knew exactly why she was upset. She had heard everything last night. The sounds of m
My Mom's Boyfriend Avoidance
(Beverley’s POV)I woke up the next morning with a heavy feeling in my chest, like a weight pressing down on my ribs that refused to lift. The memory of last night played on repeat in my mind, the rhythmic thumping of the bedframe, Mom’s breathy moans turning into loud screams of pleasure, Marcus’s deep, guttural grunts as he fucked her. “Yes, Daddy… fuck me harder…” Those words echoed in my ears, twisting something ugly inside me. The jealousy was still there, sharp and raw, like an open wound. I didn’t want to see him. I didn’t want to look at him. I didn’t want to feel anything for him right now.I stayed in my room as long as possible, pretending to work on NYU application stuff. My laptop sat open on my desk, but the words on the screen blurred together. Instead, I stared out the window, replaying every sound from the night before. The way Mom had called him “Daddy” with such shameless need. The wet slapping sounds. His low groans that used to be reserved for me in the dark. It
My Mom's Boyfriend My Mom's whore Boyfriend
Beverly’s POVMy dad had only been gone for barely two months when my mom started dating someone new. It happened so fast it made my head spin. One minute she was crying about the divorce, and the next she was smiling at her phone like a lovesick teenager. It makes me wonder if she ever truly loved
My Mom's Boyfriend Master plan
(Marcus’s POV)I was in the bedroom when Bianca stormed in later, her face flushed with anger and hurt. She closed the door behind her a little too hard, the slam echoing through the room, and leaned against it, breathing heavily like she’d just run a marathon. Her robe was slightly disheveled, ha
My Mom's Boyfriend Almost—Beverley’s POV
: I had signed up for NYU(New York University) and I had been anxiously waiting for my admission decision to arrive. Today was the day that would determine everything. That acceptance letter was my ticket out of this house, the only way I could finally escape my mom and her hot, yet incredibly ann
My Mom's Boyfriend My girlfriend's Sexy daughter
Marcus’s POVI met this recently divorced woman who’s really into me, and honestly, the chemistry between us is off the charts. Her name is Bianca She’s older than me, but I don’t mind that at all and from what I can tell, she doesn’t either. She’s been craving attention and excitement after her ma
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