LOGINAfter Emily's heartbreaking birthday party, Sandra invited Emily for a one-week Christmas holiday in her father's mansion. Emily's fiancé, Desmond, celebrated her childhood friend Tricia at Emily's birthday party and made her look like a shameless guest. To help Emily recover from the heartbreak, she invited her to her father's mansion for a one-week Christmas holiday. When she arrived and met her best friend single dad, she lost her home training. She couldn't control herself. As forbidden as it looks, she wanted to have him all for herself. She wanted him to claim and use her as he wished. She was ready to risk her friendship with Sandra and have what her body desires. Before the end of the holidays, she got what she wanted. But what happens when she finds out she was pregnant with twins for him? Will he accept or reject her? Will it affect her relationship with Sandra? I guess you have to find out yourself.
View MoreI was new in the city and at the time I lived with my best friend. In her house, his brother, and their mother lived together like a big joint family. We planned a get-together for friends today. My friend also invited a guy she'd met at her job named Jon.
This house was HUGE, it was I believe 5 bedrooms, with a finished attic and basement space, and a little room off the side of the living room that could also be converted into a room. It took up a whole fucking street corner.
We had all been up all night, my best friends and Jon. Jon was the type that we never gave a second thought to, he was always just around.
He was a cool enough guy, pretty laid back. We didn't know much about him other than he was an acquaintance and coworker of my friend's mother, His age was about 24 or so, and he was staying there.
The next morning, we are all groggy and hungover. I got up to use the bathroom and kind of freshen myself; I hate feeling filmy and stale from late-night parties, all the booze and smoke, and sweat and I just don't like it.
I showered quickly before anyone woke up. Feeling refreshed, still groggy but not entirely tired, I went back to the room I'd passed out into just chill and watch some TV.
It turned out that I'd ended up in Jon's room, but he was still asleep, so I quietly got back in bed. I was laid on my stomach, opposite him, my feet up by his head, and started watching TV. I must have dozed off a little.
When I woke up, the TV was still on, Jon was still asleep, and so was everyone else, or so I assumed. I ended up watching SpongeBob because it was just on and I didn't feel like changing the channel, I'm a big kid, so it was interesting enough.
I'm laid there, still, when I felt a slight touch on my ass. Kinda like Jon's hand had twitched or shifted in his sleep and brushed my ass. I thought nothing of it and kept watching TV.
Not even 5 minutes later, though, I feel it again. Like a grazing hand on my ass cheek. And then again, this time, it was like a gentle squeeze, which both surprised me and made me a little excited.
"What is going on??" My mind raced "Is he copping a feel? Do I like this? What do I do?" In my contemplation, I laid still, frozen. Another squeeze, this time on my other cheek. "Ok, he is definitely copping a feel! Holy shit."
I quickly process this and decide that seeing as he was harmless, and my body had already begun responding, that this would be a go.
I'd left my panties off after my shower, so I was just in my pajama shorts and a t-shirt, and I could feel my pussy getting wetter.
"So how do I play this? Do I roll over, smiling, and pull my shorts down, letting him explore me some more? Or do I keep it cool, pretend I'm asleep?" My mind went back and forth in my self-thought-train.
I decided to pretend I was still asleep. The feeling of him sneakily pawing my ass and thighs was driving me crazy at this point, and I was loving it.
I drew a quick breath in and felt him tense a bit. I lightly shifted my body, making my legs a little more open, my pussy a little more seemingly accessible, and then went still, like I was asleep, but reacting to his touches.
He was frozen and silent for what seemed like FOREVER.
I could feel some of my wetness on my upper thighs, I wondered if he could notice. It was centuries that had passed before. I felt another touch, this time on my thigh, just below my ass.
He squeezed, a little more firm, and then caressed, slowly back up to my ass, where he continued to softly rub, and squeeze both my ass cheeks again
I think we have an ass man on our hands🤭, first one than the other. I was really loving this, my pussy was soaked, and I couldn't help but start to squirm a little. A tiny whimper slipped out of me.
"FUCK," I thought, "I'm gonna give it away!"
It didn't matter, that was inspiration enough for him to get very bold, and I felt him reach between my legs, beginning to lightly touch and rub my pussy over my shorts.
I shifted my body again on his fingers, letting my shorts just kind of move away. I felt a finger on my pussy lips, trailing along with them, gently teasing, back and forth, then two fingers, back and forth, along the top of my pussy.
I was going wild with lust at this point. I started to "wake up" a little, and move my hips in rhythm with the now circular motions he was rubbing into my pussy, getting a little more in there each time, till he finally broke the seal, and it felt like all of my pent up wetness just kind of gently, slowly rushed onto his fingers.
They were now slick with me, as he kept going, it felt so fucking amazing, I could have cum right there, just like that.
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Author's Thoughts:
Imagine waking up to a naked teen in your bed, being daring enough to 'accidentally' grab her ass 'in your sleep', and then she ends up being into it and begging for your cum as you fuck her bareback.
This guy probably used up his luck for the next 5 years with this one morning.
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Update: 25-Feb-2021
Believe me, Future Chapters are Better, There will be No more Rookie Grammar Mistakes.😘 If I'm right there are mistakes till chapter 20 but after that, I improved my writing a lot and good storylines. :)
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The following morning, Mr. Vincent stood before the floor-to-ceiling mirror in his dressing room, adjusting his cufflinks. He was wearing a deep charcoal suit that fitted his broad shoulders perfectly, making him look every bit the formidable billionaire the city feared.Kelly woke up from her sleep and leaned against the headboard. She watched him for a moment before speaking up. "You’re leaving early today, baby," Kelly said, getting down from the bed. She walked up to him and tried to straighten his tie, though it was already perfect."The office called. There’s a situation with the Zacklid merger that requires my physical presence," Mr. Vincent replied. He didn't pull away, but he didn't lean into her touch either. He was focused on his reflection. His mind was already miles away in the boardroom."Is it that serious? I thought we were going to spend the morning together," Kelly pouted, rubbing her palm on his chest."Yeah, but I needed to go and settle things, Kelly." He pi
Kelly was expecting Mr. Vincent to say something. She was looking forward to seeing him force her to eat the food, hoping he would assert his authority and put the girl in her place once and for all. She wanted to see Emily humbled, reduced to tears. Kelly’s eyes darted between the two, her heart racing with anticipation for the clash that was surely coming. "She said she wants to eat rice. Let her be." Mr. Vincent said, disappointing Kelly. He took a calm sip of his wine, not even looking up from his own plate. He had seen enough drama for one evening and had no intention of fueling the fire. His voice was cool, in contrast to the chaotic energy radiating from the woman across from him. "So you are supporting her reckless attitude? You're just going to let her walk away and waste a whole meal?" Kelly asked, her face turning a blotchy red as her frustration boiled over. She slammed her fork down. "In my father's house, we were taught never to waste food! This is a sign of disrespe
Kelly was angry and disappointed. What she was seeing was not what she was expecting. She didn't see that coming. How could Emily cook such a thing for her? She stared at the plate, her nose wrinkling as the pungent, fishy steam hit her face. The noodles were a muddy, grayish-brown color, sitting in a thick, bubbling sludge that looked more like toxic waste than a late-night snack. "What the fuck is this?" She yelled at Emily. Her voice was shrill, echoing off the high ceilings of the dining room. She pushed the plate away with the tip of her finger as if it were contaminated. "What is the meaning of this rubbish? Look at the color! It looks like something you pulled out of a gutter!" "That's your special meal. You haven't even tasted it, and you are calling it rubbish." Emily replied calmly. She leaned back in her chair, keeping a neutral expression on her face, though her heart was dancing with joy at the look of pure disgust on Kelly’s face. "You want me to put this concoctio
After Emily was done cooking the rice, she set it aside with a satisfied hum as her mind shifted to the other task at hand. Since Kelly wanted her to cook for her after the insults and belittlements, then she would give her a meal she would never forget. She brought another pot from the cabinet and slammed it onto the burner, followed by two sachets of noodles. A wicked glint danced in her eyes as she tore the packs open, but she didn't just stop at the noodles. "You want noodles, Kelly? I’ll give you noodles," Emily muttered to herself as a mischievous smirk spread across her face. First, she filled the pot with a minimal amount of water, just enough to ensure the noodles would become a gummy, sticky mess rather than anything edible. As the water began to simmer, she didn't reach for the standard seasoning oil. Instead, she opened the pantry and pulled out a bottle of cod liver oil she had seen Sandra using for health supplements. She poured a generous glug into the water, wat


















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