~NiveaI stomped my feet at the entrance of the house to throw off the mud that had gathered in the sole of my worn-out Nikes. It was barely eight in the morning and I was already so tired from working the midnight 6-hour shift at the luxury bar I was lucky to get a job at. "I'm home!" I called as I entered into the living room to find my Dad seated on his favorite seat, a newspaper clenched in his right hand, but he didn't seem to be focusing on its content, rather his gaze was staring far at the wall, lost in thoughts. Was Dad worrying again? It wasn't good for his health."Oh Nivea, you are back. How was work at the bar today?" My stepmother, Stella, asked as she came out of the kitchen, wiping her hands with a discolored kitchen rag. "It went well," Dropping my voice into a whisper, I sidled closer to her and asked, "Did anything happen again? Why is Dad like that? Hope it's not about Nova?" I asked, my eyes widening in panic. "No no," Stella quickly appeased, seeing the pan

~Nivea"Nivea! Hurry the fuck up already," Thomas shouted at me from downstairs, while I tried to fix the flimsy excuse for a gown I was wearing, trying to make it more presentable. Concluding it was a lost case, as no matter how much I pulled it down, the length of the hot pink gown kept clinging dangerously close to my butt curve. I left it and walked tentatively downstairs in my six-inch high pink heels. If I bent the wrong way, I was sure I would flash someone, but this was the gown Thomas insisted I wear to his friend's party. "Sorry. I'm here," I apologized, as I stopped next to him, my gaze down, as I waited for the tongue lashing I knew would come next. "There there. Now you look like the attention-seeking slut you truly are. If anyone saw you in this dress, they wouldn't be deceived by your beauty and innocent-looking eyes, instead, every man at the party will be fantasizing on how you will look bent over a hard surface while they fucked you," Thomas said, as he gripped m

~Nivea "Hi Nova," I greeted my sister, as I entered her hospital room, causing her to sit up on the bed she was lying on. "Hi Niv. You are here early. Where's Mom?" She asked, looking at the door expectantly. "Sorry, Stella wasn't able to come with me, something came up. But she will be here by evening," Bending to give her a hug, I asked. "What's up? How are you? Hope the chemotherapy is going well?" I questioned in rapid succession. Nova was looking better than the last time I saw her which was last week, her skin recovering some of its former healthy glow but she was still skinny. "It's going well Niv, stop being a worry wart," Nova stated jokingly, her beautiful face pulled into a teasing smile. It was good to see her smile. I missed it. It was like her whole world collapsed when Nova found out she had leukemia. All the joy and hyperness she used to be so full of, had seemed to be sucked out by the news. The news had sucked away the brightness in my world too, making the

~ZaneI stared at her back as she opened the door, then left, the image of her on her knees still painted vividly in my mind. I was shocked when she suddenly knelt and pleaded with me like her life depended on it, and it could. I didn't know exactly how my dad felt about her, but he could be very possessive and if he found out she cheated on him, especially with me, his reaction could be extreme. I never planned on telling him anyway. That would just be plain childish, and I quit being a child a long time ago. "Arggg," I groaned slightly, using my hand to adjust my hard length, maybe it would relieve some of the ache. Nothing. My balls were still tight. Immediately she had gone on her knees in front of me, my dick had gotten harder, and all I could see was that bow-shaped pink lips around my cock, sucking it deeply into her throat. I could almost feel the texture of her beautiful dark blonde hair wrapped around my hand as I fucked her mouth, her wide green eyes gazing up at me

~Nivea"What are you talking about and why are you in the ladies' bathroom? Anyone could walk in here and see you!" I snapped, my hands raised to push him to the side so I could leave. He grasped my wrists with one hand, pulling them behind me, and making my back arch. This position was uncomfortable and I struggled to pull my hands away, but he tightened his grip. "I locked the door when I came in," "What! Why would you do that? Release me this instant," I snapped, glaring at him. "You were flirting so openly with him? Are you really that sex-starved? Didn't get enough from ‘Daddy’ before coming to school?” he fumed.He really was his father's son with those disgusting words he threw at me. “If that's all you came to say to me? You can leave now, you've succeeded in disrespecting me,” I flared up.“Disrespect? Coming from someone who cheated on her husband with his son?”“You really aren't going to let that go huhn? Why are you so bothered about what I do?” I stepped closer to