MasukAvery.Sophie stood in the middle of the living room looking between me and her father. The silence stretched until it hurt. Sean’s face stayed carefully blank but I could see the tension in his shoulders. My own pulse was so loud I was sure they could both hear it.Sophie spoke slowly. “I’m going to ask this one time. And I want a straight answer from both of you. Are you fucking each other?”Neither of us answered right away. The truth sat in the room like a third person. Sean looked at me. I looked at him. Then he exhaled and nodded once.“Yes,” he said.Sophie’s face went through several expressions in a few seconds. Shock. Anger. Something harder to name. She let out a short disbelieving laugh and pushed both hands into her hair.“Unbelievable. My best friend and my dad. How long?”“A few days,” I said. My voice came out smaller than I wanted. “Sophie, I—”“Don’t.” She held up a hand. “Just don’t. I need a second.”She turned away and walked to the window. Sean and I stayed froz
Avery.Sophie’s door stayed closed. The house settled into that deep quiet that only came after midnight. I waited until I could not hear any more movement from her room, then slipped out of the guest bed still wearing the thin t shirt and nothing underneath.My thighs were sticky. His cum from earlier had dried in places and stayed wet in others. Every step down the short hallway made me feel it.Sean’s door was unlocked. I pushed it open and closed it behind me without a sound. He was already in bed, bare chested, the sheet pushed down to his waist. The second he saw me he sat up and reached for me. I went straight to him. He pulled the shirt over my head and tossed it aside, then dragged me down onto the mattress.“Took you long enough,” he muttered against my mouth. “I’ve been hard since she closed her door.”He kissed me deep and filthy while his hands moved over my body like he already owned every inch. I pushed the sheet the rest of the way down and wrapped my fingers around hi
Avery.Sophie left for work early again the next morning. I stayed in the guest room until I heard the front door close and Sean’s truck start up in the driveway. Only then did I get out of bed. My thighs were sticky. His cum had dried on my skin overnight. I could still feel the stretch of him every time I moved.I showered in the guest bathroom and put on one of Sophie’s old t shirts that barely covered my ass. No bra. No shorts. The house was empty and quiet. I made coffee and sat at the kitchen table replaying every filthy thing Sean had said while he was inside me. The way he told me this pussy belonged to him under his roof. The way he came in me twice and still wanted more.My phone buzzed at noon.Be home at 5. Sophie has a late shift. Don’t put clothes on.I spent the rest of the afternoon wet and restless. When his truck finally pulled in I was already standing in the kitchen in nothing but the thin shirt.Sean walked through the door, dropped his keys, and looked at me for
Avery.Sophie dropped the takeout bag on the counter and started pulling out containers like nothing was wrong. I stood frozen with my thighs still sticky and the taste of Sean’s fingers somewhere in the back of my throat. Sean kept his back to both of us at the sink, rinsing a glass that did not need rinsing.“You two look weird,” Sophie said. She glanced between us. “Did I interrupt something?”“Just talking,” Sean said. His voice came out even. I did not know how. “You’re home early.”“My coworker bailed. I brought extra. Avery, you want some of this noodles?”“I’m good,” I managed. “Tired. Think I’m gonna head up.”Sophie shrugged and started making herself a plate. “Dad, you want any?”“I’ll eat later.”I walked out of the kitchen on legs that still felt unsteady. Every step made me feel how wet I still was. I went upstairs and closed the guest room door and sat on the edge of the bed listening. Downstairs I heard Sophie talking about her shift and Sean giving short answers. Aft
Avery.Sophie had another early shift the next morning so she was gone by seven. I stayed in the guest room until I heard Sean’s truck leave for work. The house felt different without either of them in it. I made coffee and drank it standing at the kitchen window in the same thin t shirt from the night before, replaying every word he had said and the way the front of his sweatpants had looked when he got hard talking to me.I spent the day half working on my laptop and half listening for his truck. When it finally pulled into the driveway at six I felt the ache between my legs start up again like it had been waiting for the sound.Sophie texted that she was going out with coworkers after her shift and would be late. Maybe very late. I stared at the message until the words blurred.Sean came through the front door and dropped his keys on the table. He saw me on the couch and stopped for a second.“You’re still here.”“Sophie said I could stay another night. She’s going out after work.”
Avery.I had been sleeping over at Sophie’s house for three nights straight and every single one of them ended the same way. Sophie passed out early, the house went quiet, and I stayed awake listening for the sound of her dad moving around downstairs.Sean Grant.Forty two. Tall. Broad shoulders. Dark hair with a little silver at the temples. That deep voice that always made my stomach pull tight even when he was just asking if we wanted pizza. He and Sophie’s mom had finalized the divorce six months ago. Since then he had been quieter, more tired around the eyes, and somehow hotter because of it. I hated that I noticed. I hated that I kept inventing reasons to stay over so I could notice more.Tonight Sophie had fallen asleep on the couch halfway through the movie. I covered her with a blanket and went upstairs to change. The guest room was right across from Sean’s bedroom. I stood in front of the mirror in just a long oversized t shirt that barely covered my ass and stared at myself
LANAThe words left my mouth and I wanted to take them back immediately, but it was too late. “Please fuck my greedy pussy… Daddy.” My voice sounded small and desperate in the quiet study. Shame burned through my whole body, but my pussy was throbbing so hard I could feel my heartbeat between my le
LANA Morning light came through the curtains and hit me straight in the face. I lay there for a long minute before I dragged myself out of bed, legs still a little shaky from last night. My pussy felt tender when I walked. Every step reminded me of Dominic’s thick fingers stretching me open, the w
LANAThe door clicked open and I spun around so fast my head spun. Dominic stood there, fully dressed now in that same black t-shirt and grey sweatpants, but it didn’t make him any less dangerous. His eyes burned into me, heavy and sure, like he already knew exactly what my body was doing under the
LANAI stared out the cab window as the Miami streets blurred past. The air conditioning was barely working, and my thighs stuck to the fake leather seat. I’d just landed from my dad’s place up north, and this was the start of another summer with Mom. Same routine every year since the divorce. I li







