Natalie Wonder Ageplay Novels & Stories

“The kind of fun people my age do.” “They drink, get wasted, have unprotected sex, and they dance like maniacs, killing your toes.” Natalie giggled on the other side. “Yeah, that’s what I wanna do. I wanna get wasted.” His hands shot up to his forehead and he massaged hi forehead. “Nat, it’s….” “I wanna go, and you will be home by 8 anyhow. Bye.”

“She’s not my friend. She’s Natalie, Aunt Minerva’s granddaughter in America. Don’t you all recognize her?” They were surprised to hear that. Minerva’s granddaughter? They all immediately looked at Natalie with appraisal and investigation. The change in her appearance had indeed puzzled them. Meanwhile, the observed person could only smile while putting on a friendly face. “Are you really Minerva’s granddaughter?” Nelson Wentworth, Minerva’s elder brother, the first child of that generation, asked in confusion. Natalie nodded. “I met you maybe five years ago. Do you remember?” “Five years ago?” The old man tried to recall.

Landon asks her. "Yes, she's here," Natalie reluctantly removes her hand from mine before lowering her head to her plate. "Why didn't she join us for dinner?" Landon doesn't look like he'll let this drop. "She's not feeling too well, so she's having some rest," Natalie gives him the forced smile this time as she stabs her fork on her steak. "I see. We don't even know what she looks like, how old is she again?" Alpha Landon presses on. "She's twenty-one," this time Natalie doesn't even look at him. She seems unhappy to be talking about her daughter.

Natalia is probably on her way back to the apartment complex as we speak. “I feel so upset over what Natalia has done. I can’t believe she managed to do that to her own cousin.” Aira said while running her hands through her hair. I could tell this was frustrating her. I just wish there was something we can do right this moment but alas, we need more time.

She wrote that letter two months ago, after all. Does it make me a stalker ex? I gamble and ask, “Why don’t you take me to her and we can ask her?” I am suspicious. She knows Natalie, that’s why she is worried about her. “Alright lover boy.. What’s her name? And how old is she?” She crosses her arms and asks me. I grin. That was easy. “Natalie Relish… She turns 18 today. Basically an adult.” ‘And you are still a minor.’ I can almost hear her teasing me.

she replied. Millie looked up at her, thinking that her name was nice. "How old are you?" "22." She sat there, exuding an air of arrogance. Millie sneered, understanding Natalie's arrogance at just 22 years old.