I went to my dad's office and I didn't mean to meet his manager there. I only went to give my dad the good news about my admission into college. That day, I was on my phone when I received a message from my best friend. She said she's gotten hers. So, I went to check if I've gotten mine. And it turned out that I did. I was so excited I wanted to share the news with my dad. Not through text. Not over the phone either. I wanted to share it with him physically and I couldn't wait till night when he'd return from work. I wanted it to be a surprise so I couldn't call him before leaving the house. I quickly changed my clothes. I changed my sweatpants to a mini skirt and my hoodie into a crop top. I always loved exuding the presence of a ‘boss's daughter’. Always did. And dressing like this was my own way of expressing it. My dad won't have a problem with it so…I draped enough lip gloss across my full lips and made sure my edge looked perfect around my braids.A perfect purse for t
My mom was going to travel for the weekend. She didn't want me to stay at home alone because she knew me too well for that.The ‘bad’ friends and the girls I always brought home when she wasn’t around.Before heading to the airport, she told me I would be staying at her soldier friend's place, because she trusted the soldier lady that I wouldn't dare misbehave in her house. The both of us... The soldier and I... Saw my mom off to the airport.We returned with her car.The drive home was silent. Biting. At first, I feared her face but when she spoke to me, her voice turned out softer than her looks.I was at ease.We drove home, the car silent with only the rustle of the leaves of trees we drove past.We drove into the parking lot and she parked the car. I stepped out of the passengers' seat.I didn't even notice the strong wind blowing until I was out of the car. The weather had darkened more than it was when we were at the airport. It was chilling.I knew it would be a rainy day
I was supposed to feel emotional because my only child, Selene, was getting married. It was hard to believe, but at twenty two, I watched her kiss her groom, the priest tying the knot, both of them making vows to one another. Time flew really fast. Just a couple decades ago, I was messing around in my area, sleeping with all sorts of girls, making out publicly in the club. My youth was fun. Not until I got one of my girlfriends pregnant. I tried to deny it but she was a bitch herself.Ten months after I received the horrible news of her pregnancy, I woke up in the morning and found my one month old Selene in front of my door, in her crib a letter plastered on her cap.It was a message from the girl I impregnated, saying that she's brought my child for me and I must take up the responsibility of being her father.She said she's done her part by birthing the child alone for nine months, and now it's my turn to take up responsibility for my blood and leave her out of it. I did tak
She quietly walked back inside the guest room. Her best friend was still fast asleep, unaware of the forbidden event that happened right inside the kitchen downstairs.Her pussy was still wet from the thrusts of the cock of her own best friend's older brother. She wanted more of him. Even though she wasn't sure how possible it would be. She adjusted on the bed, trying to distract herself from the thoughts of his cock.But she only failed with every attempt.She rolled on the bed. Grabbed her pillow tight, her mind constantly drifting to where it wasn't supposed to.Something that was meant to be off-limitsThirty minutes. Forty-five.And then one hour later, after she began drifting off to sleep, a shadow stepped into the room, tiptoeing silently, as if trying not to wake the girls. When the shadow came into the light, his face was revealed.It was him.The man who'd just finished lashing his own sister's best friend.His shorts contained his cock. The cock that pressed beneath the
The house was quiet, the kind of quiet that made every creak of the floorboards feel like a shout.She slipped out of the guest room barefoot, careful not to wake her best friend who was snoring softly under the covers, retired from the fun of the day.Her throat was dry, her mouth begging for water, and the glow of the moon through the hallway windows guided her steps.Downstairs, the hum of the fridge was the only sound… until the sound of her heart. She froze.Someone was already in the kitchen.A faint shuffle, the clink of a glass against the counter. When she turned the corner, her breath caught.It was him.Her best friend’s older brother, shirtless, sweat still glistening on his chest like he had just finished working out. His head lifted, their eyes met, and for a moment neither of them moved.“Couldn’t sleep?” His voice was low, rough, almost teasing.She stepped closer.“Yes. Not with my dry throat," She opened the fridge, took out a bottle of water and poured it in a cup.
~Vanessa's POVI sat on the bed in the hotel room, clutching my phone in my hands as I watched the despicable happen before my eyes. It was horrible. Not something I wished upon any wife or sister. I knew it. My instincts told me. But I thought it would be human to give them the benefit of the doubt this once. Just this once. And yet they shattered it without a single guilt on their faces. I didn't cry. Didn't shout. Didn't throw my phone away or furiously rip the bed off its covers. I just watched my younger sister ride my own husband's cock. I heard it all the previous night. I wanted to stay to observe but my manager and I needed to go overseas urgently. I had to go but I still needed to keep watch over my home. I planted cameras while my husband was still asleep that morning. Not like I didn't trust him. I only wanted to strengthen the trust I have for him when it didn't happen…my suspicionsHe rolled her over, her legs spread apart; and inserted the same cock he uses t