《My Step Sister And I: Pregnant For Me》


 First time

    First time


    "Vicky, i think we shouldn''t be doing this," I said as I looked down at her, staring into her eyes.


    "I know, that''s what makes it feel so nice," she said with an evil smile as she took my d*ck in both


    her hands and brought it to her lips.


    .


    My step-sister Vicky had always been an incredible teaser to me, even when we were younger.


    Before I went to university she would tempt me by walking around the building in a skimpy little


    bathing suit or a pair of extreme sexy underwear, she used to torment me to the end. I always


    thought that it was because she wanted to make me suffer, that she wanted me to be so sexually


    frustrated that I would be ovee with desire and guilt and have a break down.


    .


    For years I believed that she was just sadistic but as we grew older, I realized that it was because


    she wanted to have power over me. It wasn''t because Vicky was inherently power hungry or


    ruthless, it was because she wanted to have the same influence over me that I had over her. I


    hadn''t realized it but I had been sexually tempting her for years, unknowingly inflicting a desire upon


    her that was tearing her apart inside. The only way that she could possibly deal with that desire was


    to turn it back on me, so that''s what she did, until suffering became pleasure and our darkest


    passions became the reality I had never hoped for so long.


    .


    It all changed after my 2nd semester year 2, I came back home for the break to visit my family and


    friends, none of whom I''d seen since Christmas. I wanted to reconnect with the people that I missed


    and was looking forward to taking some time off and enjoying the little break. Things were looking


    bright for me and I felt like everything was falling into ce in my life. I had found a career path that


    I was excited about, my grades were higher than they''d ever been in high school and I was getting


    laid, which was probably the best part.


    .


    I came home to an empty house and a family that wasn''t even there though. My mom and dad had


    gone on vacation and I was left surprised, I had thought that they''d be here when I got home.


    Instead, I was left with a note that said "Back soon, just need a little away time. Take care of sister


    and don''t burn the house down." I was a little disappointed since seeing my parents were part of the


    reason I''de back home.


    "Don''t look so down Randy," a voice from behind me said. I turned around and there she was,


    standing on the stairs, wearing nothing more than a bra and panties, as if she was getting her game


    on already without even waiting a day. I entered my room, drop my bag, and ate.


    .


    I walked down the hall and turned to Vicky''s big room to see that she was lying on her bed, face


    turned to the window; Vicky''s beautiful back was turned towards me and her legs wear spread wide.


    My eyes immediately went to the small patch of fabric that barely covered her pu**y and I stared at


    her gorgeous body as she looked out the window at the storm that was growing before her eyes.


    "Are you just going to stand there and stare at me Randy or are you going toe in and have a


    seat," she asked me without turning her head in my direction.


    "I''m going toe in and sit down," I told her immediately. There was a hint of anger in my voice, I


    didn''t like how she was talking down to me but I also wanted to please her so I walked towards the


    bed, it was the only ce to sit down in the whole room aside from the floor.


    "Good," she said cheerfully, throwing me off with her sudden change of tone.


    "How did you even know that I was there," I asked her suspiciously.


    "I heard you walking down the hall, I heard you talking to yourself too," she told me as I sat down at


    the end of her bed, she had bent her knees as I walked over so that I had plenty of room to sit and I


    turned to look at her with shock as the impact of her words settled in. She had heard me talking to


    myself and knew how nervous I was about confronting her, I had no idea why but this terrified me.


    "What were you saying anyways, I could hardly hear you," she said.


    "Just that it''s been a long time since I''ve been home Vicky," I lied. The fear that I felt before had


    grown more powerful but I managed to suppress it as I focused on breathing deeply.


    "Oh, is that all," she said as she rolled over without warning. Vickyid on her back and looked up to


    stare at me with a devilish look in her eyes and said "why don''t you tell me the truth Randy, tell me


    what you were really saying as you walked to my room." Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    "I told you, I was talking about how I hadn''t been home in a while," I said, my tone growing more


    insistent.


    "That''s a lie," she told me boldly but with a hint of humor in her voice, "you were saying something


    else, something about being at the top of your game, I heard you."


    "Now who''s lying? You said you didn''t hear me," I replied, feeling reassured to have caught her in a


    deception.


    "I said I could hardly hear you, not that I couldn''t. Besides, that''s not what''s important Randy. What


    were you wanting to be on top of your game for? Talking to your little step-sister?" she asked with a


    mischievous smile that told me she knew how nervous I was. "Maybe you should just try to rx


    and let yourself go for a little bit," she told me as she spread her legs and pushed herself up so her


    back was against the headboard.


    I looked down towards her downly for a brief moment and realized that her panties were so sheer


    that I could see through them, she was cleanly shaven and had a small tattoo above her lips. I


    couldn''t see what it was and didn''t want to stare so I immediately tore my eyes away from her


    crotch and looked up at her. Vicky had just turned eighteen and was still finishing high school, the


    fact that she had a tattoo was a little shocking especially considering that it was above her pu**y of


    all ces.


    "Randy, you''re staring," she said with mock seriousness, "don''t look at your stwpsister that way, it''s


    wrong," she told me before letting out a giggle.


    "I wasn''t looking at your..." I quickly stopped myself before I finished my sentence, knowing what I


    would say.


    "Pu**y?" Vicky said as she looked at me, grinning slyly. "Oh don''t worry Randy, I won''t tell anybody


    that you were looking at me and it doesn''t bother me that you wanted to see it. Did you notice that I


    got a new tattoo?" she asked.


    "Uh, no, no I didn''t," I said before realizing that she would know that I''d lied, "I mean yes, yes, I


    actually did," I told her while looking away so I didn''t have to meet her gaze.


    "Good," she said cheerfully, "do you want to see it? Do you want to view my p*ssy? " she asked with


    a seductive smile.

 Seduction

    Seduction


    "What?" I replied in shock.


    "Just take a look at it, it''s at the top so you won''t have to see anything that''ll make you


    ufortable, I want you to tell me what you think of it," she said as she lowered her panties


    slightly so that I could see the area above her pu**y. I turned to look at her and saw she was smiling


    even more widely at me. "Look, it''s a little heart, I want whoever gets to go down there to love me,


    so that''s why I got it." She said.


    Indeed she had a small red heart tattoo and as I looked at it I felt my d*ck stir in my pants, I was


    practically staring at my little step-sister''s pu**y. "That''s a... a good reason to get that tattooed


    there," I said with embarrassment. The tip of the heart almost met the top of her lips and for a split


    second she pulled her panties down a little bit further, just enough for me to catch a glimpse of her


    pu**y.


    "Thanks Randy, I''m d that you like it," she said to me.


    "Ya, it''s a little weird that you got a tattoo right above there Vicky," I told her.


    "Why," she asked with what seemed to be genuine confusion and innocence.


    "Did the tattoo artist have to see you naked to do it," I asked.


    "Ya, so what?" she replied.


    "Well, most tattoos don''t demand that you get naked in front of the tattoo artist Vicky," I told her.


    Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    "So? It''s not like he hadn''t seen me naked before," she said causally.


    "What," I asked in shock.


    "He''d seen me naked before, when we had sex," she said nonchntly.


    "You mean you had sex with the tattoo artist?" I asked with a tone that clearly showed how phased I


    was by this.


    "Well ya, I wasn''t just going to get naked in front of some guy that I didn''t feelfortable with so I


    had sex with him first," she replied.


    "You had sex with him in order to find out if you would feelfortable being naked in front of him,"


    I asked her.


    "Ya, I wanted to find out what kind of person he was first so I had sex with him," she said


    confidently.


    "That''s a weird way to see it," I said before I could stop myself.


    "Not really," she said as she got up to kneel on the bed. "It''s a beautiful way to see things, open


    your eyes to the pleasure in the world Randy, it can be amazing," she said as she started to caress


    my cheek.


    "Vicky, you''re making me a little ufortable," I told her, all too aware of how her talking about


    fucking some tattoo artist was making my d*ck hard, not to mention how much it turned me on to


    have her caressing my face. It was like she enjoyed making me aroused.


    "Why? You know you like it when I touch you and it''s not like I''m telling you anything that you don''t


    already know. Deep down, you know that sex is a wonderful thing and that sharing pleasure with


    someone makes you closer to them," she said.


    "I know but you''re my step-sister and I don''t want to talk about something like this with you," I said.


    Vicky began to run her hand down my back and came closer to me. "Don''t be so constrained


    Randy, you know you want to talk about your sexual desires with me, you know that you want to tell


    me how you feel. I can understand you better than anyone, you can share everything with me," she


    said. She began rubbing her hand over my chest and moved her head closer to mine before putting


    her other hand on my chin and turning my head to face hers. "Tell me how you really feel Randy, tell


    me how you''re feeling right now," she said with an intensity that made her seem like she was


    possessed.


    "I... I feel," I didn''t know what to say, I didn''t want to tell her how I felt, my d*ck waspletely hard


    and throbbing and what I truly wanted was to run my hands all over her body and force her down


    onto the bed and have sex with her. I couldn''t tell her that though and turned away so I wouldn''t


    have to meet her gaze. She is my step-sister and I didn''t want to jeopardize the rtionship that we


    had. I was afraid to tell her the truth.


    "Tell me, tell me what you want," she told me, almost whispering as she turned my face towards


    hers again so that she could look me in the eyes.


    "I... I want," suddenly she slid her hand down to my d*ck and ran her fingers over my hard shaft,


    "Vicky!" I cried.


    "Isn''t this what you want Randy, isn''t this what you''ve been craving, desiring?" she asked as she


    slowly squeezed the tip of my d*ck in her hands, with seductive smile on her face.

 Home alone

    Home alone


    "Isn''t this what you want Randy?, isn''t this what you''ve been craving, desiring?" she asked as she


    slowly squeezed the tip of my d*ck in her hands.


    Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    "Vicky, that''s not what I want," I almost shouted at her.


    "Then why are you so hard," she asked me with an evil grin on her face as she focused on what


    she''s doing.


    "Am hard because, because you''re touching my d*ck," I said.


    "That''s not true, you were hard before I touched you, I could see it when I sat up. You''re d*ck was


    so hard it was practically ripping through your pants," she told me as she slid her other hand under


    my shirt and ran it up my back.


    "That''s because you were practically showing me your pu**y," I told her.


    "So you admit that you were turned on by seeing my pu**y?" she asked.


    "Yes," I insisted. She hadn''t taken her hand away from my d*ck and was starting to stroke it through


    my pants, it felt so good and I let out a soft moan as she moved closer to me and her breasts


    pressed against my arm. I was just sitting, not knowing what to do as it seems am enjoying the


    moment with her.


    "Then I know that you want me Randy and I know that you want to do more than just stroke. If you


    want me to stop, just say so and I will but I know you won''t want me to stop," she whispered into my


    ear as she kissed it lightly, running her lips over it like a feather. The sensation was so intense that I


    couldn''t help but to moan. Suddenly, she undid my zipper and slipped her hands into my pants


    before wrapping her fingers around my now uncovered d*ck and kissing my neck.


    "Oh god Vicky," I said as I moaned in ecstasy.


    "That''s right, you know you want it Randy, you know you want your step-sister''s lips wrapped


    around your d*ck," she said as she stroked me and took her other hand from my back and pressed


    me down onto the bed with it. "Lay down so I can suck you, I want your d*ck in between my lips so


    bad," she said as she bent over my body and starred up at me.


    "Vicky, we shouldn''t be doing this," I said as I looked down at her, staring into her eyes.


    "I know, that''s what makes it feel so good," she told me with an evil smile as she took my d*ck in


    both her hands and brought it to her lips. Her tongue darted out of her mouth and caressed the tip


    sending a tingling sensation through my whole body.


    The pleasure was so great that I couldn''t help but to cry out. "Oh god Vicky, will you stop this


    please". I did not have strength to stop it on my own will."


    "I knew you''d like it," she said with a giggle as she took the tip of my d*ck between her lips and


    slowly caressed it with her tongue while massaging my balls with her hand. Her lips ran down the


    length of my shaft and I felt her saliva coat my entire length. Her mouth made it''s way down to the


    base my d*ck.


    I could''nt take it anymore. So I push her off me. She was shocked and confused, she couldn''t


    believe what just happened. No guy can ever withdraw in this level of ecstasy.


    "U are my STEP-SISTER for God sake".I said.


    "Stepsister and so? Its not a big thing, you are not my brother, we are not rted by blood. You


    know your dad married my mum when she has already had me. Please don''t leave me like this, am


    damn wet and horny. I want to feel you now." She begged".


    Find someone else not me. "I said as i wore my short, about walk out of the room". If you leave me


    in this condition, I swear I will tell mom and dad that you raped me. "She threatened".


    You think I will be scared if you mention rape? Just try it. You started it. Better sort yourself out. "I


    said and step out of her room".


    The next day, I decided to y some video games, and like the day before, it was blistering hot in


    the house. I had my usual on, and was situated in the living room, which was the coolest room in


    the house, since that''s where most of the air flow was. Outes Vicky in shorts that barely


    covered her a*s, and a tank top.


    "Hey," she said, "um, can I watch?"


    "You want to watch me y video games?" I asked, unconvinced.


    "M-yeah," she said innocently.


    "Sure, if you want." I said.


    She sat down next to me and watched as I yed. In the corner of my eye, I could see sweat beads


    on her breasts, but her shirt was perfectly dry, which told me she had just put those clothes on.


    I kept ying the game, my eyes fixed again on the screen. At a jump-scare point of the horror


    game I was ying, she suddenly jumped and ced her hand on my leg, near my crotch. I got


    hard, just from the fact that her hand was there. Instead of removing it when things calmed down,


    she kept it there, seemingly transfixed on the game as I yed. I managed to nce at her from the


    corner of my eye a few times to see if she even noticed where her hand was, but there was no sign


    that she did.


    After a few more minutes, I heard the back door open, causing her to quickly pull her hand from my


    leg, as dad yelled he''s home.


    "Hi, daddy!" Vicky said, acting as if nothing happened at all.

 Bright new day

    Bright new day


    "Hey baby girl! Is your mom home yet?" My dad asked.


    "No, she went to pick up some foodstuffs," Vicky replied.


    "Okay, I''ll be in my study," He said as he quickly made his way past the doorway, toward the second


    stairway, and I heard him go upstairs.


    About a half hourter, my step-mom got home with the food. We never ate together as a family, we


    were about as dysfunctional as we could be, but I didn''tin about that fact. Most of the time, I


    Will just eat in my room while watching a movie or TV show. This particr night was no exception


    to that rule, and for the rest of the night, I stayed in my room.


    .


    .


    .


    The next day, I woke up and got dressed in simr clothing as the day before. It wasn''t any cooler,


    and I had little tolerance for heat. As I left my room and passed vicky''s, I happened to nce in


    through the cracked-open door to see her topless, and brushing her hair while looking in the mirror


    of her vanity desk.


    I ignored what I saw and made my way downstairs and into the kitchen to get some coffee made.


    Mom and dad had already gone to work by this time and were long gone, something I was usually


    d for, because I didn''t like catching them in the mornings. It was always in the morning when


    they''d tell me to do something around the house.


    After I made my coffee and went back to my room, which I normally did as part of my morning


    routine, I heard a knock on my door.


    "Come in," I said. I was sitting at my desk, looking on myputer as the door opened, and Vicky


    came in, wearing her shorts and a bikini top.


    "Hey, um, my phone''s stuck on my gallery, can you fix it for me?" she asked.


    "Yeah, sure, let me see it," I said.


    "Um, just letting you know, you''re gonna see something when you turn on the screen," she said


    handing me the phone.


    I turned on the screen, and on that screen was a full-frontal nude pic of her.


    "Whoa!" I said.


    "Yeah," she said, wrinkling her nose, "pretty gross, seeing me naked, huh?"


    "Um... I guess because you''re my stepsister, but for real, Dani, you are just... wow!" I said. I swiped


    the screen to cycle it, bringing up even more nudes of her. "And there''s more... okay, let me see if I


    can close the gallery, since you said it was stuck on it." I closed it and showed her the screen,


    pointing out that it''s fine.


    "Sorry about you having to see those pics," she said.


    "Nah, it''s fine, Seriously, if it doesn''t bother you, then it doesn''t bother me," I reassured her. She


    simply smiled at me, and nodded as she left my room, closing the door. Immediately afterward, she


    opened it again.


    This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    "Hey, um, I was hoping you''d watch a movie with me, today," she said.


    "Which movie is that?" I asked.


    "Causality 3," she said.


    "Yeah, I''ve been wanting to see it, I mean, it''s been out since ''09," I said.


    "Good!" she said cheerfully. "How about right now?"


    "Yeah, just give me a few minutes, sis," I said.


    "I''ll be in the living room, getting it ready," she said. She left again, closing the door. I finished up


    what I was doing on myputer, then grabbed my coffee and went out to the living room to join


    her.


    As we watched the movie, she scooted closer to me, leaning her head on my shoulder. I couldn''t


    help but let my gaze wander a bit, having a in view of her perfect tits. I had to stop myself from


    getting too mesmerized by them, as I was starting to get hard, and wearing only gym shorts, it


    would''ve been extremely obvious and awkward.


    Toward the end of the movie, a scene came on where the main character''s sister professed her


    desires for him.


    "Wow!" said vicky, "That would have to be the shock of a lifetime..."


    "Yeah, I guess so," Imented with a smallugh. The movie ended soon afterward, it didn''t have


    a happy ending, though.


    " She got up and put the DVD back in its case and set it aside. "Fuck, it''s so hot in here..." she


    mumbled.


    "Yeah, it''s supposed to be even worse tomorrow," I said. She came back to the couch and used a


    hair tie to put her hair up.


    "It''s so hot, I could go naked, and still be ufortable," she said.


    "Yeah," Iughed, "because then I''d see you naked, and the neighbors would, too."


    "You already saw me naked, remember?" sheughed. Iughed with her as she repositioned


    herself, giving me a short nce up her shorts. Not a lot of reveal, but enough that I could tell she


    wasn''t wearing any panties.


    "So, what do you wanna do?" I asked her.


    "How about some ''Truth or Dare''?" she said.


    "Hmmmmm You and who?" I asked.

 Truth or dare

    Truth or dare


    Who are you thinking am going to do it with? Me and you of course. Come on let''s y. "She said".


    Let it not turn to another thing. Um, okay, sure," I said, "but what do we do if one of us refuses to


    answer truth, or do a dare?"


    "Then," vicky smiled, "a different truth or dare is given, and that one has to be done, no matter


    what."


    "Ok Deal," I said.


    "Truth or Dare?" she asked smiling.


    "Truth," I said starring at her to know what she will ask.


    "What''s your honest opinion of those pics you saw, of me?" She gave me a look of pure curiosity,


    which only made meugh a little.


    "They were very hot," I said. "Truth or Dare?"


    "Truth," she said, smiling at myment.


    "Is it just me, or are you not wearing panties?" I said, more to tease her about it, than I was curious.


    "Yeah, I''m not," she said. "Actually, I''m surprised you noticed. Truth or Dare?"


    "Dare," I said.


    "I dare you to take off your shirt," she said.


    "Pft! Easy, and reallyme, if I may say so," I said as I removed my shirt. It wasn''t as if that was


    remotely risque to me, and I probably would''ve done it at some point anyway, given how hot it was.


    She looked at me like she was checking me out for a minute, before I interrupted her by asking her


    which one she chose; Truth or Dare.


    "Dare," she said.


    "I dare you to wear my shirt," I said.


    She gaped her mouth open and let out a ''Ha!'', clearly surprised at my request. Instead of telling her


    to remove bra or to do something naughty, am saying she should wear cloth.


    "Wow, you''re not pulling any punches, are you?" she said as she wore the shirt. "Game on, bro.


    Truth or Dare?"


    "Dare."


    "I dare you to kiss me," she said. "And I don''t mean a brotherly kiss, I mean a passionate, fuck-me-


    right-now type kiss, full tongue, right here and now."


    I knew she was serious, and I also knew how she yed the game. If I didn''t do it, she''d juste


    up with something even more serious or embarrassing. But seeing her in only her shorts, knowing


    she wasn''t wearing any panties culminated to a feeling that I felt ashamed to ept at the time; I


    was attracted to her.


    She scooted closer to me again, until we were close enough for the kiss. I was nervous, and it


    showed, but she was calm, even slightly eager, to some extent.


    "The neighbors... what if they see us?" I asked her.


    "What if they do?" she smiled.


    "They''ll rat us out!" I whisper vehemently.


    "So? It''d be their word against ours, and it''s not like they''d be willing to video tape into our private


    home, it''s a crime," she pointed out.


    There was some logic to what she said, but before I could think about it any longer, she kissed me. I


    was in shock, but returned the kiss toplete the dare. I expected her to pull away the second I


    started reciprocating, but she didn''t. Her hand made it''s way to my shorts, sliding her hand inside


    them and grabbing my hard d*ck. I broke our kiss and grabbed her wrist.


    "Dani, we can''t take it this far," I said to her.


    "Yes we can, baby, please let us have this. I want you so bad," she basically moaned.


    "But, you''re my stepsister..." I managed to get out between her new kisses.


    "Yeah, so?" she said as she worked to pull down my shorts.


    "This is wrong, Vicky" I eximed quietly.


    "That just makes it special," she said. Before it could get any further, we heard a car door in the


    garage, sending us scrambling to cover ourselves again.


    "Shit!" said Vicky, as she grabbed her clothes, and bolted up the stairs to her room. Simrly, I stood


    up, and going up to mine as well, since I had an obvious boner, and my mum was about to burst


    through the door. I closed my door andid on my bed, thinking about what just happened. I really


    messed up.


    My heart raced with both excitement, and guilt. I found myself fantasizing about Vicky, seeing her


    bare bre*st, feeling her hand choke my d*ck as she''d tried to jerk me off... it was so wrong, but I


    couldn''t help out at .


    About a half hour passed by before I heard whoever hade home, leave again. It was at this


    point, when I heard a knock on my door.


    "Come in," I said.


    She walked in and closed the door behind her. She was still wearing her shorts and bikini top, and


    had a solemn look on her face.


    "Look," she said, "I''m sorry I pushed you into kissing me, and for grabbing your d*ck, earlier. I just


    thought that I could be open with you about my feelings, and I guess I thought you''d be open the


    idea of us hooking up. When I asked you what you thought about incest, I thought that you being


    open to two adults getting involved, meant that I had a shot."


    "Vicky," I interrupted her, "it''s okay. To be honest, it was a lot to take in all at once. You weren''t


    exactly subtle and slow, you know."


    "So..." she said, "what are you saying?"


    "I''m saying, let''s talk about those feelings you have," I said. I sat up and patted the bed beside me,


    beckoning her to sit with me, so she did.


    "I was afraid that you''d reject mepletely," she said.


    Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    "No," I said, "I just wasn''t expecting my step-sis toe onto me. Plus, to be honest, I hadn''t really


    thought of you in that way before recently."


    "Yeah..." she sighed.


    "How long have you had these feelings?" I asked her.


    "About you?" she asked smiling at me.


    "Yeah" I replied.


    "Well, .. It''s been long I started having crush on you," she said blushing.

 Unprotected

    Unprotected


    "What started it?" I asked.


    "You''re a hunk!" sheughed. "But seriously, I don''t think any one thing started my feelings for you,


    they just happened, like everyone else who falls in love with someone they meet. I remember one


    time, you brought home a girl, and you two were fucking in your room while mom and dad weren''t


    home yet. I got so fucking jealous..."


    "Wait, a few years ago? When you started acting out and getting in trouble?" I asked.


    "Yeah," she said.


    "You were jealous that I was with a girl?" I asked.


    "Not that you were with a girl, but the fact that the girl wasn''t me..." she said. "After that, I started


    having sex because I wanted to bring home a guy so you''d have to hear me having a good time...


    never happened." She replied.


    "Wow," I muttered.


    "Yeah..." she said. "Lately, I''ve thought about it even more, and I decided to test you... to see how


    you''d react to the concept of me..."


    "So your phone?" I said.


    "Was just fine," sheughed. "I wanted to see how you''d react to seeing me naked, and that


    seemed like an easy way to do it... I took those pics literally minutes beforeing to your door."


    She added.


    "Look, Vicky, I meant what I said about incest... I don''t really have a problem with two rted people


    hooking up, as long as both are consenting adults," I said.


    "So... how do you feel about you and me?" she asked.


    I sighed, knowing I didn''t have an answer for her, but I looked into her eyes and smiled at her,


    tenderly.


    "Let''s find out," I said.


    "You mean, you''re willing to give us a try?" she asked.


    I simply nodded, but it was as if I''d given her the world, by her reaction. Her eyes lit up, she smiled


    at me, and our lips pressed together in a passionate embrace.


    After our conversation, we went back down the living room to watch some TV, and to talk about our


    situation. There was talk about sex, more than anything else, something she obviously wanted


    pretty badly.


    "I just think it would be really special," she said. "I don''t really feel like we''d need to worry about it."


    "Yeah, but if we fuck, I''d have to pull out or something," I said, "it just wouldn''t be a good idea to


    start fucking without a n, you know? Unless we got some condoms, then?"


    "Fuck that!" she scoffed, "I can''t stand the way condoms feel... too fake, not personal enough." She


    said.


    "What about the pill?" I asked.


    "They make me sick..." she said, wrinkling her nose.


    "Okay, then pulling out it is," I said.


    "I guess," she replied with a disappointed tone. She started ying with my hair at the back of my


    neck, as we stared into each other''s eyes.


    "So, like, you wouldn''t mind having sex with your younger step-sis?" she teased me.


    "You make a strong case in favor of doing so," Iughed a bit.


    "How about right now?" she smiled.


    "What if the neighbors see us?" I said.


    "What are they gonna do, call the cops?" sheughed.


    "Yeah, probably. Or at least tell mom or dad.


    Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    "I doubt it. For one, they''d have to exin why they were peeping into the house in the first ce,


    and that''s a crime" she said.


    She untied her bikini top and tossed it aside, once again giving me full view of her tits. But she didn''t


    stop there, she slid her shorts off as well, and climbed on top of myp, facing me in a straddling


    position. We started making out, and I found myself ying with her tits as she rubbed my hard dick


    over my shorts, with her pu**y.


    After a few minutes of this, she''d made a wet spot on my shorts, and finally opted to pull my dick


    out. At this point, I didn''t stop her, I was too horny to care what was about to happen, and I


    disregarded any thoughts I had of not fucking her, fully.


    She lowered herself onto me, my d*ck slid in her pussy with me and started riding me.


    I couldn''t believe how wet she was, nor how tightly her pu**y wrapped around my d*ck, it was as if


    the two were made to do this, as if we were always destined to fuck each other, that no other


    combination would be as satisfying to us, as we were to each other. I found myself already nearing


    a climax. I''d never been so turned on in my life, and it was hard to fight my body''s reaction.


    "I know... fuck, I''m so turned on right now!" she moaned. Her motions sped up, which didn''t help me


    settle the reaction at all.


    "Slow down, you''re about to make me cum!" I whispered. She ignored me and started riding faster.


    I could feel her pu**y wall contract around my di*k, which sent me over the edge. I couldn''t pull out


    with her on top of me, and in a mix of panic and pleasure, I shot a huge load inside her while she


    moaned and convulsed from her own orgasm.

 Back sitting my step sister

    Back sitting my step sister


    "I told you am about to cum and you ingnored went on riding. Now I''ve released inside you. "I said.


    "Are you scared? Am Iining? Stop acting like a kid. You did not evenst long at all. "She


    said still on top of me". She still wants more.


    She waited till I got hard again inside her pot hole and rode me once again, though I enjoyed the


    ride. She can ride.


    It was 2 dayster, the entire family was driving two and a half hours for a camping trip.


    That shouldn''t have mattered, it was when we stopped at my aunt''s house that fate opened the


    door.


    Aunt Josie, mom''s sister, wanted us to bring a couple extra boxes, ended up being four actually, up


    to Grandma''s, mom''s mom, which was on the way and about half an hour before where we were


    going camping.


    Dad said, "We''d love to, but they just won''t fit."


    A wicked idea popping into my head, I offered, "vicky can sit on myp for a couple of hours."


    "Really?" Dad asked, surprised.


    I nced at vicky, who was equally surprised, and nodded, "If Vicky is okay with it. I''ll do anything


    for grandma."


    "Me too," Vicky agreed,pletely unaware of my n.


    So we packed everything into the back seats, and I made it so the boxes would block Mom''s view


    from the front passenger side and Dad''s view would be equally limited with the mirror being utterly


    useless.


    "You sure you two can sit like that?" Dad asked, "The second hour is all gravel roads and will be


    quite bumpy."


    "I''m sure we will be fine," I said, as I sat down in the confined space... hoping it would be very


    bumpy indeed.


    Sheughed, as she awkwardly moved in and sat on myp, holding her skirt in ce.


    Dad looked in and said, "Last chance or forever hold your peace." A statement he often used when


    he was giving us a chance to reconsider or we, as a family, were making a final decision.


    "I''ll suffer through it," I said.


    "I''m the one suffering," Vicky said.


    Dad closed the door for us and got in the vehicle.


    Mom called out, as the car started moving, "Comfortable?"


    I responded, "It''s fine."


    "Yeah, it''s okay," Vicky agreed too, her body leaning back on mine. Her pu*sy directly on my d*ck.


    she moved around a bit, trying to getfortable.


    As she did... my d*ck hardened... my naughty idea stirring my loins quickly.


    The idea was a crazy one.


    Fuck my stepsister in the car.


    I decided to start with sly... the other two still potential options.


    I would flinch my d*ck, every minute or so, directly on her ass and pussy.


    "This is a bit ufortable," I said, as I moved my arms from the awkward position I had them and


    moved them around my sister and ced them on her legs.


    Her back stiffened, just as Dad asked, "You two okay back there?"


    "Just trying to getfortable," I answered.


    "How about you, honey?" Dad asked.


    Her answer would tell me a lot.


    She answered, "I''m okay."


    "Let me know if you guys need a stop to stretch your legs or anything," Dad offered.


    For the next ten minutes, I just allowed my hands to rest on her legs... I resisted the temptation to


    move my hands up her skirt. I also continued to flinch my d*ck regrly... continuing to tease her


    relentlessly.


    Tanya, after a few minutes of sitting there like a statue, reached down, which made her pussy grind


    on my d*ck, and pulled up her purse.


    She was on her phone for a few minutes, but from my position I couldn''t tell what she was doing.


    Dad warned, "Herees the bumpy road. Do you two need a break?"


    "No, keep going," I answered, speaking for both of us.


    "Okay," Dad responded.


    A minuteter, I asked, "Vicky, can you lift yourself up for a minute?"


    "Uh, sure," she said, lifting her ass up awkwardly.


    I quickly unbuttoned my shorts, quietly unzipped them and fished out mypletely hard dick.


    I then said, "You can sit back down." As she did, I spread her skirt up so her pussy wouldnd


    completely on my now released sword.


    She gasped, loudly, "Oh my God."


    "You okay, honey?" Mom asked.


    "Um, yeah, I, um, just poked myself a little," she said, her face ruby apple red... her cover up also


    humorous.


    "Sorry," I apologized loudly, "I didn''t mean to startle you so much."


    "Do I need to stop?" Dad asked.


    "No," Vicky responded quickly.


    "No, keep going," I said. "We are finally in afortable position."


    I decided to finally reach around and cup her breasts. she leaned her body back against mine,


    giving into the molestation of her big


    step brother.


    "she began to slowly grind herself on my d*ck.


    She grinded on me for a couple of minutes... both of us speechless as we contemted what we


    were doing, what we could be doing.


    Then we hit a sudden rough patch.


    "Ooooooh," she moaned louder... enough to alert our parents.


    "You okay?" Mom asked.


    "Yeah, but could you warn us when you are going to hit a rough patch?" She requested.


    "Sure, honey," Dad nodded, just as she lifted her ass up, tugged her panties aside and looked back


    at me with clear lustful intent.


    This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    I positioned mypletely hard d*ck straight in the air and aimed it for her perfect pinkness as she


    lower herself on my serpent.. Swallowing my dickpletely.


    Dad hit the mother of all potholes. My ass lifted up, my d*ck reached new depths and vicky


    screamed, "Oh my God."Dad mmed on the brakes and said, in a panic, "You okay?"


    Vicky snapped, so unlike her, "I told you to warn us if you were going to hit a bump."


    "Sorry," Dad said in the tone usually used for when he pissed off mom. "Should I pull over?" Dad


    asked, going at a snail''s pace now.


    "No!" Vicky replied resolutely.


    Mom, being the peacemaker, asked, "Are you guys okay back there?"


    "We''re fine," Vicky said, as she began to ride my dick slowly without their notice.


    .


    .


    .


    What a crazy adventure.

 Caught by mum?

    Caught by mom?


    With the sitting position, Randy could feel a kind of pleasure he had not experienced before. He could feel his dick hitting a spot at every down ride. It was so amazing, unlike never before.


    "Yeah, just keep riding and get us there. I can''t wait." Randy said casually but Vicky knew that he was actually talking to her and not to the dad. She was trying hard to keep herself from moaning as she kept sliding up and down.


    Randy was just sitting, enjoying the slow ride of his step sister pussy, watching his glistening dick going in and out of her.This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    "Mmmmm." A faint moaned ascaped her mouth as the pleasure increased, taking his entire length and he whispered, "Take your time."


    Vicky nodded and closed her eyes with her lower lips trapped between her teeth as she continued riding..


    Randy wished he could see her face clearly. He wished he could see his naked body as she was riding him. Wanting to be part of this surreal moment, he leaned forward and cupped both of her breast. He was not getting what he wanted since her breast was shielded with a bra.


    As if Vicky was reading Randy''s mind, coupled with the fact that she wanted to feel his bare hands all over her breasts, she stopped riding him. She satpletely on hisp withhis dick buried deep and breathing inside of her, and moved his hands away.


    At first, Randy was getting disappointed, thinking she just changed her mind and wants to stop everything. That was short lived as she lifted her shirt, unsped her bra and let it fell on the floor.


    Randy was revived and slowly returned hid hand, this time, under her shirt. She grabbed her soft bare breast with both hands and traced over her hard nipples. Vicky''s body trembled at his gentle cold touch as she continued to ride him.


    Only if the parents knew what was happening at thier back. As Randy kept fondling her breast, he began to wish he could suck her breast. He was hungry to suck her nipple. Vicky wanted that as well but there was no way she could turned at that very moment. Apart from that, she wanted Randy to fuck her hard, she wasn''t getting exactly what she wanted. She can''t bounce on him either, even though she was tempted. Bouncing on him would surely alert thier parents.


    "Rough pathing!" The dad announced and Randy thought it was time to take the ride to another level. Just as they got to the rough road, he quickly moved his hands away from her breast and and rest it on both sides of his seat, then began to buckle his ass slowly to meet Vicky''s rhythm. Vicky looked back at him which only enhanced the intensity.


    She raised her ass a little bit high and mouthed, "Faster."


    Asthe car began to vibrate from the roughness of the road. Vicky checked on his parents and turned, then leaned back and kissed him on the lips. His entire dick sink deep into her pussy erupting spark throughout his body.


    Thier tongues explored each other as they kissed passionately. He reached around with his left free hand and cupped her breast, then began to fondle it.


    She broke the kiss at a point and they looked into each other''s eyes. She smiled at him and said with a low voice, "I love you."


    "I love you too." Randy replied, warmth coursing through his body at the statement other girls had said to him and he lied in return. In this case, he meant it. He could see he was in love with her. To him, what they were doing was more than fucking. It was very romantic and sensual.


    "Now, fuck the hell out of me." She said. Her words was sounding hot and nasty. Randy could see she needed more than just a slow ride.


    "They might notice. I don''t think.." Randy had not finished talking and he ced her finger over his lips.


    "Stop giving excuses and fuck my pussy. Fuck me hard now or you take your dick out." Vicky whispered. She knew there was no way he will stop.


    "You call for it." Randy said and put both of his hands on each side of her lips. He lifted her up a little bit and began to thrust his dick in and out of her. He was trying hard to be both quite and aggressive which was a challenge.


    "Oh! Yes!" Vicky moaned as he hit a spot in her pussy. Her moan was louder than necessary and it alerted the mom.


    "What, honey!" The mom asked.


    "I just got a text that Kelly had finally broken up with that useless loser, Mike." Vicky quickly covered up without thinking twice even as Randy kept fucking her. She always have something to cover up with.


    "And you are excited? That''s not a good news." The mom said.


    "It''s a good news to me. I hate that boy. He''s a cheat. Kelly deserves better." Vicky said.


    For more than a couple of minutes, Randy kept fucking her, giving her his best shots in the awkward position. Randy could feel the pleasure even though he couldn''t get into rhythm.


    Vicky noticed he won''t go further than the way he was fucking her and decided to take the matter on her own hands.


    "Dad can you raise the radio volume? I want it louder." She requested.


    "It''s loud enough, honey."


    "I want it louder, please." She said and the dad agreed and raised the volume.


    "Thank you daddy."


    "Anything for you." He replied and Vicky sat back down on hisp and began to ride him.


    Randy couldn''t help this time but groaned as she began to bounce her ass on his dick. She closed her eyes and trapped her lower lips in between her teeth as she bounce harder and harder on him.


    The sound of their bodies colliding againt each other at each down thrust was covered by the louder radio volume, coupled with the sound of gravels underneath the car. At this moment, Vicky was getting close.


    She began to ride him as fast as she could as she grabbed the driver''s seat, not minding that they were in same car with the parents. Randy was tapping her to slow down but she ignored him and kept bouncing on him.


    "Are you okay, Vick??" The dad inquired but her mind wasn''t there. "Honey! Are you fine back there?" He called.


    "Ohh! I can keep managing." She quickly answered.


    "Keep on honey, we only have about thirty minutes left." The dad said.


    "Okayy!" She replied, her orgasm getting close.


    "Sorry." The dad sai as he kept the car going without slowing.


    "Ohh! I''m getting used to being bounce around." She quipped which made Randy gasp slightly.


    "Sorry, honey. Just have some little patience. We are getting close." Said the dad.


    "I can rece you back there, Vicky." The mom offered. Randy smirked at the reality of what his step mom was unknowingly offering.


    "I''m not sure you can handle the bounding I''m taking back here." Vicky replied as she mmed down, looking down at Randy with wicked grin.


    "Are you sure?" The mom asked. "I don''t mind the bumps. I can take anything, even the longest."


    "Wow, that''s nice." Vicky said. "But don''t worry. I don''t want you to rece me. I don''t want to share it with you. Besides, I''m finally on a perfect position to take the full ride."


    "Me too." Randy added. He knew she was intentionally toying with the mom. Only if the mom knew exactly what she meant.


    "It''s alright." The mom said. "But if you want to swap position, just let me know."


    "Okay, mom." Vicky smirked at Randy before asking, "Are you sure you arefortable with me on yourp?"


    "I''m handling it, okay?" He replied and she started riding him again, grinding herself on him, fucking herself.


    Randy began to buckle his ass up to meet her downward bounces and reached around and started to rub her swollen clitoris. Vicky gasped, "Ohhh my Gosh! Fuck!" as his hand made contact to her clit.


    "Honey! Pull over!" Mom said quickly and he matched the


    break.


    "No, no. Keep going. Don''t stop please." Vicky said with a tone that shows she was talking to Randy, telling him never to stop fucking her.


    Though Randy was not sure it she was talking to him or to the dad but the dad fired the car again and kept driving as Randy kept fucking her as well.


    "We need to stop." The mom repeated. "They were obviously not okay." She wasn''tfortable anymore. She wanted to check out on them and see what was happening in the backseat. Vicky''s voice was sounding like something she was finding hard to believe.


    "Keep driving." Vicky repeated. "I''m so close."


    "What are you even saying? Close to where?" The mom asked as she moved one of the box to check them out.


    "She means we were now close, let''s just get there." Randy covered for her as she stopped just on time so her mom won''t notice.


    "Oh! Okay." The mom said, looking at them with a perplexed look. Randy''s heart began to race. He thought she had caught them.


    To his surprise, she moved the box back to hide them and Vicky resumed her ride. Randy was confused. He wondered if his stepmom saw what was really happening. Vicky didn''t seem to care as she kept riding him.

 Mom is aware

    Mom is aware


    I no longer cared either as I was close to eruption. Vicky covered her mouth and I watched her


    come... and then felt it... as she copsed on my d*ck, her juice leaking onto me.


    I hadn''te yet.


    But I didn''t care.


    I wanted her to enjoy the game.


    Then she surprised me again after a couple of minutes of recovery.


    She got off my d*ck, moved to the side and took my d*ck in her hand.


    She began stroking me and moving around, so her back was against Dad''s seat. She leaned her


    head down trying to suck me, but couldn''t reach in the confined space.


    Realizing what she wanted to do and realizing that it was definitely what I wanted her to do, I moved


    up so I was on my knees, my head having to crane awkwardly against the roof as I was too tall. It


    was enough though for her to be able to take my d*ck in her mouth.


    All these things happening while our parents are inside the car. I thought my dad would have


    noticed but he kept driving. I wondered what will happen if he found out. My mom I don''t know her


    mind. It seems she saw us but, why did she covered us.


    She bobbed furiously, tasting herself on my d*ck, which only made the surreal session even more


    so.


    I wasn''t going tost long, her mouth was like heaven. And in under a minute... I shot my load in her


    mouth.


    Unfortunately, I couldn''t warn her and thus she wasn''t ready for the excessive load I shot into her


    mouth. She gagged and my second rope hit her dead in the face just as Mom moved the box again


    and witnessed my third rope stter her daughter.


    Mom didn''t say a word... just watched in shock... as onest rope shot out of me and onto my cute


    step-sister.


    I looked at my step-Mom, who was staring down at her step-son''s dick and her daughter''s cum


    coated face with a look that waspletely unexinable.


    It wasn''t anger as one would expect.


    It wasn''t evenpletely shock.


    Vicky had no idea Mom was watching as she leaned forward and took my d*ck back in her mouth.


    Mom finally looked up at me.


    I didn''t know what to do.


    So I shrugged.


    Dad asked, "Everything okay back there?"


    "Never better," I said, still with no idea what Mom was thinking.


    Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    Vicky took my d*ck out of her mouth as she added, oblivious that Mom was watching, "I''m


    persevering."


    She leaned forward and licked my d*ck one more time, before I slid back down and watched as she


    scooped the cum off her face and put it into her mouth, smiling at me the entire time.


    She then began to move back onto myp, putting my still hard d*ck back in her pu**y, just as Mom


    moved the box back in position after ncing down at my d*ck onest time.


    My head was spinning.


    Both of them.


    Mom didn''t freak out.


    Mom definitely looked down at my d*ck before moving the box back.


    I shook my head at how this surreal, amazing day just got even stranger.


    The next twenty minutes, we didn''t say a word. I was expecting her to shout at me and alert my dad.

 My stepmother and I

    My stepmother and I


    Just enjoyed the afterglow of an amazing intimate moment between step siblings.


    Dad announced, "We''re here."


    Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    I leaned forward and whispered, "That was amazing."


    She nodded, as she leaned back into me and ground her pu*sy on my d*ck onest time.


    Once stopped, she quickly opened the door and got off of me before Dad could see.


    I quickly put my d*ck away, but noticed a prettyrge wet stain on my crotch area. That was going to


    be impossible to hide.


    I got out, and Dad said to the two of us, "So you survived."


    Vicky, shocking me one more time, replied, "Yes, it was quite the ride."


    Feeling my face go red this time, I quickly went around to the other side to grab a box that would


    hide the evidence.


    Mom was out of the car too by the time I went to the other side to grab one of the boxes from the


    backseat.


    She asked, her tone dripping with innuendo, "Did you enjoy the ride too?"


    I had no idea what to say.


    Thankfully, Dad was behind me and he asked, "Are you going to grab a box or what?"


    I grabbed a box and took it into grandma''s house.


    "drop it on the front step and go grab thest one." Dad said.


    "Sure, Dad," I nodded, making sure to shift my body so he wouldn''t somehow see my wet crotch.


    I went back to the car and saw Mom talking to vicky.


    Fuck!


    I reached the car to hear Mom say, "And you still have his cum in your hair."


    I froze in my tracks as my step-sister''s face burned red, mortified to learn her mother had caught us


    having sex.


    Mom looked up at me with a look that was beyondprehension: not angry, not happy... amused


    perhaps. She walked away from Vicky and said, as she passed by me, her tone suddenly stern,


    "Randy, we will talk about thister."


    I sheepishly walked to the car,pletely anxiety-ridden that she may tell Dad. What would Dad


    say? What would he do? Mom could have been a champion poker yer, her face was giving so


    little away. What was Mom thinking? What were her ns?


    Vicky was still standing shell shocked with the revtion that Mom had seen us, when I reached


    her.


    I asked, curious and nervous, "What did Mom say?"


    "Did you know she saw us?" she asked.


    "Yeah, right at the end," I nodded.


    "And you didn''t tell me?" she demanded, instantly annoyed at me.


    "She didn''t say anything, just looked us over with a strange, almost amused look on her face," I


    answered, before adding, "she watched as I was giving you the facial. I wasing; I couldn''t


    stop."


    "Yeah, apparently I still have some in my hair," she said calmly, forgiving me, pulling out her phone


    and using it like a mirror.


    "I can''t make any sense of where she''sing from. Do you think she''s mad?" I asked.


    "I don''t know what she is upto," she said. "She asked how long we had been ''fucking''... her word


    choice... and were we using protection."


    "Shit, protection," I said, appalled that the idea hadn''t urred to me until this very moment. , "Now


    what?" I asked.


    "I have no idea," she said, just as Dad yelled at us.


    "Are you two going to bring in the rest of the stuff or what?"


    "Yeah, sorry," I said. I was unsure whaty ahead. Were Vicky and I now lovers? God, I hoped so!


    And what would result from whatever Mom was really thinking? It wouldn''t be trivial, that was for


    sure. Whenever Mom made up her mind about something, we all jumped... even Dad.


    "We''ll talkter,"Vicky said, pping my ass.


    "Hey! I''m more than just a piece of meat," I joked, d that she''d lightened the tense situation.


    "No," she shook her head, "that is exactly what you are. A delicious piece of man meat. Yummy!"


    Iughed, and groaned dramatically, "Dearie me! I feel so objectified."


    "And I still feel horny," she said, before grabbing a box and walking away, leaving me even more


    bewildered... and once again horny.


    .


    I walked into Grandma''s house with a big heavy box, the house was aplete disaster.


    I was to fix a leaky pipe in the bathroom. Mom and Vicky doing other cleaning. Dad was discussing


    with grandma.


    I was under the cab. Just reaching for a pair of pipe wrenches when I heard my step-Mom came


    in. She closed the door, and locked it up.


    I stop what I was doing and turn, facing her. She was just standing, starring at me.


    What did she came to do? Why locking the door??? Somebody shoulde for my rescue!!

 My step mom

    My step mom


    "You think you are free? How dare you mess my daughter up. "She said with anger written on her


    face.


    She was really angry. But why did she neglect us the time she caught us. I never thought it will turn


    out this way. Her facial expression is showing how angry she is.Its not going to end well at all. I''ve


    entered a deep pit that can only take Gods grace toe out.


    I was about to plead for mercy only to recieved two destiny changing ps that have the capacity to


    reset my brain to default. Life changing p that can make you confess things you have done,


    things you are about to do and things you have not done.


    How can you do that to my only daughter? Don''t you see other girls? What have I done to you


    Randy? Am I treating you bad that made you hurt me? " She said giving me two sounding ps


    again.


    "Am sorry" I said.


    "For what?" She asked.


    "For what you saw," I answered, Holding my check.


    "Not for what you did right? You are so heartless" she said.


    "Am sorry." I replied holding both of my cheeks so I won''t receive another thunderuos ps. The


    one I''ve received is still paining me badly".


    "Are you sorry you fucked my daughter in the back seat of the car while your parents were in the


    front or are you sorry you got caught?" she questioned, recognizing my vague apology for what it


    was.


    "That I fucked your daughter," I admitted.


    "You are very wicked,Hope you know. how often have you been fucking my daughter"? She asked


    with an angry tune.


    "That was the first time," I replied.


    "You expect me to believe that was the first time you fucked my daughter?" she scoffed, not looking


    at all like she believed me.


    This content ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    "I swear," I said.


    "Tell me what happened, that can''t be first" she ordered... so I retold how she seduced me the first


    time which I escaped. The second which we we''re nearly caught and thest which we finally had


    sex.


    "So you have been srewing my daughter? Am sure you are the one who deflowered her".She said


    gazing at me.


    "Am not the one, she was not a virgin the first time we had sex." I said".


    "Just shut up. Am going to deal with you. For messing with my daughter. You will suffer for it" She


    threatened.


    "I won''t tell your dad. I will handle you myself." She said.


    I wonder what she will do. How the hell will she punish me? What will he do to me? That is what


    was going in my mind till she said something that nearly took my breath away.


    "Listen very attentively, am not only going to srew you, am going to mess your life up, fulfilling my


    nasty fantasy along.


    So, From today, you will be my personal ve, my sex ve, I mean my sex tool.


    Yes, you will be doing anything Imand you to do. And if you joke with me. I will tell your dad


    about the incident. You know what it can result to. You know how strict your dad is.


    He can disown you and maybe, eventually die out of high blood pressure. Hope you know. So don''t


    mess with me." She concluded.


    What have I gotten myself into. This is not a situation I can handle by myself. I just need to beg her


    and know if she will change her mind.


    "I''m very sorry, please forgive me, you can''t do this to me" I repeated.


    "Just shut your stinking mouth. I don''t want to hear that again. You better keep quiet If you don''t


    want me to increase the punishment. To start, you have small job do now. I wil handle you at home


    later not here." She said.


    My shock and awe mushroomed exponentially when she suddenly lifted up her sundress, revealing


    she wasn''t wearing any panties. My eyes went wide as I found myself staring at my step mother''s


    completely shaved pu**y.


    What I she trying to do? I hope it''s not what am thinking. Seeing the front view of her exposed pu**y


    sent hot blood to my dick as it started to respond, dangling up at intervals inside my short. It


    shouldn''t be , I wasn''t thinking anything nasty and I was getting hard. She ordered, as my mouth


    dropped open, "Randy, i need to get your face all wet. "she said as she ce her left leg on the


    toilet.


    Now kneel down and suck my pu**y. "She ordered.


    "I can''t do it. I''ve never done that before. "I lied".


    "Who cares if you had never done it before. Don''t waste my time or I change the task which will be


    worst than this." She said with a mean look.


    I walked close, kneel down facing her pu**y. I don''t have any other options. I don''t have any say


    than to sumb to her nasty desire of humiliating me. The odour wasn''t Good at all. How can I lick


    that. How can I put my mouth in a smelling hole.


    Before I could said anything, she grabbed the back of my head and shoved my face deep into her


    pu**y.


    "Get licking," she ordered .


    I had no other choice that toply. I started licking her.


    "That''s it, lick your step-Mommy''s hole," she moaned.


    I couldn''t believe my step-Mom was beginning to grind on my face.


    "Oh yes,"she moaned, "get that tongue buried in Mommy''s box."


    I couldn''t believe how loud she was, how demanding, and I couldn''t believe how my dick was


    responding to all this. It was suddenly hard as steel.


    "You''re such a dirty boy," she moaned, after a couple more minutes of my licking, as she suddenly


    began really grinding on my face.


    This is all Vicky''s fault,she started it. Now see where it hasnded me.


    I just extended my tongue and did the best I could to keep up as she dered, "Yes, yes, baby boy,


    Mommy ising."


    My face was stered with wetness in few seconds.


    .


    After that, she released me andmanded me to bring out my dick which I did after hesitation.


    "See the long big rod you used on my only daughter. You have drilled well in between her legs


    already." She said as she grab it on her hand, feeling it.


    "Am sure your d*ck is not big for nothing. Am sure it has what it takes to handle my pu**y. If not,


    Sharpen it well cus it has gotten a contract, it have works to do when we get back home. I won''t


    have mercy for it." she said as she walked out of the bathroom.

 Caught again

    Caught again


    "Before I forget." She said standing in between the door after opening it.


    I don''t want to see you close to my daughter again. I think you know what I mean. I don''t want to


    see you inside her room or see her in your room either. If I catch you, only God knows what I will do


    to you, am going to cut off your dick. Avoid my daughter. For your life.


    After warning me, she closed the door and left leaving me alone in the bathroom.


    What have gotten myself into. My face was still smelling, so I On the tap and wash my face with


    soap. The odour couldn''t vanishpletly. I rinsed my mouth and continued doing what I came to


    do before my step-mom interrupted.


    After fixing it,I came out only to see my dad watching TV. Where are they? "I asked him". You can


    find them in the kitchen. "He replied focusing on the screen". Am not going in there.


    "But wait dad, are we not going to camp again. This one you feel rx". I asked.


    "Oooh I''ve not told you. Sorry, it has been canceled." He replied.


    "Why? I want to go." I said.


    "Like i''ve said moment ego, We are not going again, it has been canceled. something came up" He


    said.


    "What came up dad? I asked.


    "Stop disturbing me Randy, we are going back home." He said changing the channel.


    "Why is mom cooking since we won''t stay here any longer?" I asked.


    "She''s cooking for grandma. So after cooking, we will be on our way back home" Vicky answered as


    she made her way out of the kitchen to the sitting. I Can see she''s happy, she''s smiling.


    After cooking we entered car and made our way back home.


    I just sat on my own thinking about my life, what I will pass through once we got home. I wonder


    what she will turn me into.


    "I can''t wait to get home so we will start from where we stopped." Vicky whispered to my ear.


    I looked at her for some moments as she''s smiling. I shake my head and turn facing my front again.


    If she knew what I passed through few hours ego and what am going to pass through from her


    mom. She won''t be saying this.


    This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    "Why is your face like this? Who annoyed you?" she asked.


    "Nothing, am just sad that it was conceled". I said so she will stop disturbing me.


    "You looked worried not sad, I''ve been watching you. Tell me, what''s the problem". She said.


    "Stop disturbing me Vicky, leave me lemme rest". I said.


    "Rest from doing what". She asked.


    "Can''t you keep quite!". I shouted at her.


    "What is it Randy?". My dad asked.


    "Nothing dad". I replied and starred at Vicky who was shocked at my sudden behavior.


    .


    .


    The next day after we got home, Vicky came in wearing a skin tight sexy blue thong and bikini top.


    In her hand was some suntan oil and on her face was a big sexy smile.


    "Sweetie, can youe to my room. and put oil on my back?" She asked smiling at me.


    "I don''t think that''s a good idea." I replied.


    "Awee on, don''t be a such a dork. If you do I promise not to bother you today again". She said.


    "I''m kinda busy Vicky, maybe another time." I replied.


    "OMG don''t be such a pu**y randy, I won''t bite. Why doing this? You don''t want to feel my body


    again? It''s not fair. C''mon randy" she said.


    "Please leave me alone, am tired" I said with a loud voice unlike me.


    "Are you talking to me this way, what have a done to you? Please nah. I need some massage. Dad


    and mom are not around. Please" She said with a pity face"


    I don''t know if she''s possessed or not. Always like to put into trouble. If her mom finds out. She''s


    going to skin me alive.


    "It''s alright let''s go" I said after I finally gave up.


    "Yes, thank you honey, that''s why I love you." She said smiling.


    We walked to her room and she locked the door, sat down on the reclinerid and on her stomach.


    Then she untied her top and let it fall to her sides. She was making me a little nervous. I started on


    her shoulders and worked my way down her bare back. I hate to admit it but I was getting way more


    aroused than I thought I would. I finished her back and went past her ass and started on her legs. I


    don''t want to get aroused.


    "What''s wrong randy, you don''t want to take care of my buns?'' Shw asked.


    "No need to and I don''t think that''s a good idea." I said.


    "OMG, you are so weird. Just rub some on. You don''t want your baby step-sister to look funny back


    there do you?" He said smiling at me which I didn''t return back like I normally do.


    I took a deep breath and began to rub oil on my stepsister''s hot little sexy ass. She spread her legs


    and gave me a nice view of her pot. The thong was barely covering her ass crack which made my


    cock start to grow. I finished her ass and worked my way down her legs. Soon I was done, but she


    wasn''t. She rolled onto her back before I could protest and I got a close up view of her gorgeous tits


    and big hard juicy nipples.


    "Sweetie can you do my front please?" She pleaded.


    "You can do your own front Sis." I replied.


    "Oh, so you can do my ass but you won''t do my chest and front?" She Said.


    "Come on Sis, I have to get back my room now before theye back." I said.


    "Am I making you nervous big Brother?" She asked.


    "Vicky, what is wrong with you? Can''t you get? I was busy before you called me" I yelled at her.


    "Oh, don''t be a chicken. Stop pretending as if you don''t like what you are doing. it will just take a


    second and you can to your room. PLEASE?" She persisted.


    "Ok, fine." I said. I don''t like seeing her sad.


    She gave me a big sexy smile andid back. I began to rub on her shoulders and above her


    breasts. Then I quickly rubbed oil on her tits and she grabbed my hand and slowed me down. Her


    nipples were hard and felt real good. I did as she pleased and rubbed her breasts. She breathed


    deep and smiled. I loved the way her breasts and hard nipples felt under my touch. I was enjoying


    this way too much.


    "That''s much better randy." She said as she moaned.


    My dick waspletely rock hard now. She had me loosing control of myself. I worked my way


    down past her pussy and feasted my eyes on her slit. It was cute and very sexy. I did her thighs and


    lightly touched her pussy as I did her legs. When I was doing her knees, she began to rub her pussy


    with her index finger. I was almost shaking with lust for my horny little stepsister now.


    I loose Control of my mind and drop down my short immediately and position myself. I lifted her leg


    up and insert my dick. Without wasting time, I started fucking her. I was so fast, going deeper and


    harder. I''ve lost self control. She started moaning louder and louder which I ignored.


    I was still banging when someone banged on the door. I stopped as my heart started beating fast.


    "I love your d*ck. "She said still moaning.


    "Will you keep quiet! You see what you caused" I said in fear.


    "Somebody should open this door now!. "My step-mom shouted from outside".


    "Vicky you have killed me, I warned you." I said.


    "Are you scared? Rx, Its my mom. she won''t do anything" She said smiling.


    She didn''t bother to wear her clothes as she stood up naked to go and open the door.


    "Come and wear cloths" I said.


    "Don''t worry joor, why sweating? she won''t do anything" She replied stepping forward.


    "Randy open this door now!" She shouted again banging the door harder.

 Continuation

    Continuation


    Randye and open this door now. "She shouted banging harder on the door".


    I wore my clothes immediately waiting for what will happen next.


    "Vicky what is wrong with you? wear your cloths before opening that door." I said coldly at her.


    "I wonder why you are worried. Am sure she won''t do anything." She replied.


    "Just do what I said." I said thinking of what will happen next.


    She wore her gown and walked up to the door. Opening it, she recieved two sounding ps on her


    check.


    "Are you crazy? What have came over you?. So because I didn''t warn you on the first event, that''s


    why it''s repeating itself, right?" she yelled at her giving her another p.


    That''s when I know my own have finished. If she can do this to her daughter, who am I? My heart


    started beating as my legs we''re shaking out of fear. This could be the end of my existence. She''s


    bigger than me, I Can''t fight her. She will just strangle me in seconds.


    She started beating her,nding her palm on her back till she managed to escape.


    "And you". She saiding towards me.


    "I thought I warned you" She added.


    "Am sorry ma, she seduced me." I said crying and walking backward.


    "She seduced you and fucked her, right?. Tell me one reason why I shouldn''t kill you. Tell me one


    reason why i shouldn''t tell your dad" She said walking closer to me as am avoiding her".


    I was protecting my checks with my hands to avoid her deadly ps not knowing she has another


    n.


    As am covering my face, she kicked me in between my legs. I shouted in pains and fell down on the


    floor. I''ve never felt that high intensity of pain in my entire life. I feel like dying. The pain was much. I


    laid down on the floor moaning in pains.


    "How does it fell?" She asked pulling my long hair.


    "It''s painful right. That''s how you hurt me. Am going to deal with you in this house. After warning


    you, you went ahead to bleed her. After am done with you, whenever you see her you will be


    running" She said.


    She yanked off my short, parted my legs and gave me another hard kick. I shouted in pain again.


    The pain was like double of the first kick. My ghost nearly left me. The pain was much that I


    preferred dying.


    I would have fought her back if I could. Even at normal, I can''t fight her back. She''s bigger and


    stronger.


    "I would have cut off your dick, just that it still have work to do. Idiot, lemme see you near my


    daughter again" She said and stamped my on head and worked out.


    Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    At that moment I concluded I will tell my dad. This is too much for me. I can''t be suffering in my


    father''s house.


    Iid on the floor crying on pains. I couldnt stand up. After few minutes Vicky came in still crying.


    "I guess you are happy now right. This is all your ns." I said still keeping my hands inbetween my


    leg.


    She ignored me and kept on crying.


    After few minutes, my step-mom walked in. So you are still lying there.


    "Get up and go to your room." shemanded..


    I was trying to get up and she kicked me on my leg. "Be fast about it, stupid idiot." She shouted.


    I managed to get up and sluggishly walked to my room in pains. Iid on my bed weeping in pains.


    Should I tell my dad about this? What if he disown me? It might spoil his reputation or might lead


    him to untimely death, for the fact that he is normally have high blood pressure in little matters. This


    news might im his life.


    Iid on my bed till evening, I couldn''t join them on dinner time. Not that am not hungry but I can''t


    walk well. My dad might notice my walking step and forced to asked what had happened to me.


    Getting close to 9:30pm, my dad came to my room.


    "Why didn''t youe for dinner, what happened?" He asked sitting on the bed beside me.


    "am ok dad, am not hungry." I said. I was afraid to tell him what happened. It might lead to


    something that might not be resolved. So I kept quit.


    "It''s alright, sleep well. rememberWe will be having family morning devotion. Good night "He said


    and step out".


    .


    .


    The next day, early in the morning I rushed down for morning devotion. They were already singing


    the time I reached. I sat on a couch where nobody was sitting and join.


    I stared at my step-mom watching how she was serious singing praises. Singing like a pastors wife.


    A woman that nearly killed me yesterday. After singing, my dad read some ces in the bible and


    started praising us.


    "Am very happy with all of you, the way you guys are behaving always make me happy. Not that


    you guys are saint but am very satisfied.


    God has blessed me with Good wife and Good children too.


    Vicky I know you are following your mother''s step. Be very careful with guys, they will ruin your life.


    Always listen to your mom.


    Am very proud of you Randy, you are not like other guys who goes around chasing girls. Ruining


    their lives. Keep on, am proud of you.


    I will be traveling today for my business trip. You guys should stay well as usual. It mightst for


    2weeks or 3weeks.


    .


    ...


    After taking to us, we prayed and I went back to my room. I remembered what my dad said and


    started weeping. I wish I never had a STEP-SISTER.


    After my dad had gone, Vicky left for her friend house leaving me with his mom.


    Few minutester, she walked to my room smiling and pping her hands.


    "You see how your dad was very of you, praising you not knowing you have spoiled, that you are a


    bad boy. Not just a bad boy but a fucker." She said smiling wickedly at her.


    Just imagine if I tell him what happened, with picture." She said


    I was just sitting there not knowing what to say. I wonder what she''s going to tell me to do this time


    around.


    "So young man, back to business. I hope you are ready for your stepmom, at least 10rounds will be


    okay for this morning. Hope you are all ready for my pussy. Don''t tell me your dick is paining you


    cus I won''t even handle it with care". She said.


    Not wasting any time, she untied her wrapper and drop it on the floor revealing her naked body. I


    was sitting motionless.


    .


    .


    Not that am about to die, am already dead.

 Punishment continues

    Punishment continues


    *Franca POV*


    looking as the pieces of meat in front of me. I feel happy. I know that what am doing is bad but I


    don''t care. He started it. Why will he take my daughter''s virginity, My only daughter for that matter.


    who does that and go free. I will Make sure I Make his life mible. It''s time to fulfill my nasty


    desire.


    I will turn his life upside down that he will regret ever having affair with my daughter. I will Make him


    a ve in his father''s house.


    "Before we proceed, Did you took your bath yesterday? You look dirty." I asked him.


    "No, I couldn''t take my bath". He replied.


    "Come with me, pig. A dirty little boy like you needs to get thoroughly cleaned up to wash that filth


    off. After that am going to punish you severely for your wickedness." I said.


    "why will you bath me. No need to help me out. I can bath myself" He said.


    "will you keep quite before I start the punishment now!" I yelled at him and he kept quite. Am totally


    in control of him.


    I haul him out of his room and into the bathroom. I picked up a wash cloth, held it under the tap


    whilethering it up with soap. When it was heavilythered, I pulled him up to the sink.


    "Open your mouth, I''m going to wash it our for you." You dirty brat. Take brush no, see as your


    mouth is smelling.


    He was too scared to protest, he reluctantly opened his mouth. I stuck the soapy cloth inside,


    twisting, rubbing soap all around his mouth.


    He choked a bit on the foul taste, and muffled coughing noises. His arms reached up to grab my


    hand, but I grabbed one wrist and twisted it behind his back.


    "Don''t you dare touch me! Just stand there and take it you dirty boy." I red at him. Am really


    enjoying the punishment. That what he deserved. Foolish boy.


    I continued soaping his mouth for another minute, then tugged the cloth out, as he started


    sputtering and coughing, and I gave him a few moments topose himself so I can continue from


    where I stopped.


    I then filled the sink with warm water and swirled the soap around in it until the water was murky


    withther. I went to the cupboard and took out arge syringe. His eyed it nervously as I moved


    back to the sink.


    "This is an enema syringe. I filled it with water.


    "You bend over the sink and stick your ass up. Then I can "really" clean you out." Said. I know he


    will cooperate. He doesn''t have option than to obey at every of mymands.


    Trembling, he bent over the sink, I ced the nozzle between his ass cheeks and pushed it in none


    too gently into his asshole. He grunted with the intrusion, then began to moan as I pushed hard on


    the plunger, forcing the water into his bowels.


    Once the syringe was empty, I held the position, watching him wiggle about as he felt his insides


    swollen and cramping.


    "Now when I take the syringe out, you may sit on the toilet and release the water. Don''t you dare let


    any leak out anywhere." I Said.


    I withdrew the syringe and he hurried to the toilet, sitting down heavily and letting the water rush out


    of him. When he recovered, I grabbed his arm and shoved him into the shower, turned the water on,


    and proceeded to wash him with arge scrubbing brush, rubbing vigorously until his skin was red


    all over.


    He moaned slightly as Ithered and wash his little cock and balls. The little shit got a hard on as a


    result. I ignored it. I turned him around, bent him over slightly, and rub and soaped his asshole.


    When I was done, out of the shower and threw a towel at him.


    I enjoy the pains he''s receiving from me.


    This content ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    "Come on, dry yourself off, and be damn quick about it." I said.


    He hurriedly obeyed. When finished, I reached out and grabbed his big dick and balls.


    "Right! Let''s go to my room."

 Pressure or punishment

    Pressure or punishment


    *Randy POV*


    I wish I can Protest but i Couldn''t. I don''t want my dad to die or get disowned by him. As we got to


    her room, she made me lie down on my back, then climb up and sat on my face, her pussy right


    above my mouth. The lowered her self making her womanhood to rub on my mouth. Now lick my


    pussy. "She ordered". Without wasting much time, i started sucking her up, licking up and down.


    She caught hold of my hair pulling me up to her pussy, there by pressing her fresh hard into my


    mouth, which denied me some oxygen. I nearly got chocked.


    "yessss Oh. lick it, that''s your job, licking your stepmother pussy" she Said as she started grinding


    her fresh on my face, so disgusting.


    After some minutes, she got up and lie on her back and spread her legs.


    "Time to do some job." She said and I climb on her, without telling me what to do, I prated and


    she let out a moan. Oooh your dick perfectly matched my pussy, its touching all my wall. Fuck my


    harder! Shit oooouch. "She moaned".


    My intention was to fuck her very hard that she will be begging me to stop, therefore will be scared


    to let me fuck her again.


    I started to Fuck her with full speed, with all my strength, going deeper and faster as I could.


    Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    "Hmmm, better calm down young man, you have a long way to go." She said smiling. I wanted to


    make the sex painful to her but she seems to be enjoying it.


    I ignored and started fucking her as faster as I can. After 10 minutes, I started to feel likeing.


    Am about to cum. "I said". So soon? I can''t evenst long.


    "Cum inside, I love it when cum inside. I will flush it out after." She said smiling at me. This woman


    is really crazy.


    I released all my milk inside and got exhausted.


    I made a move to climb down and she caught hold of my hand.


    "We are not done yet. Now put it back and continued. You will continue till I cum." She said.


    Momentster, I got hard again and started fucking her. Not as fast as before. I was feeling weak


    already. Sex is for pressure and enjoyment but this one is not it, it''s punishment. I managed to


    continued till I made it to 5 rounds.


    "You always cum fast young man." She said. "5 rounds and I''ve not cum yet". she added.


    At the moment, i was totally exhusted. It seems like the Strength in me have been drilled away. I


    was totally weak like never before.


    I was lying down on the bed breathing heavily and she got up. She went to the other room. After


    some minutes, she walked back holding a herbal drink on his left hand.


    She climbed on the bed and say handed it over to me and said. "Take this, it will help youst long.


    "But am tired. I can no longer do this. Don''t you have conscience? Please pity me. I can''t continue" I


    managed to say.


    "Will you take this from me and stopining". she yelled at me.


    "I said am tired" I said.


    "I know. That''s why I brought this drink so it can help you and regain your strength. Then we Can


    continue from where we stopped. remember I have not cum. So you have to satisfy me before you


    rest." She said.


    "Please we''ve done enough" I begged.


    "Will you take this from me and drink before I decend on you" She yelled at me.


    Out of fear, I took it and drank. Within few seconds my dick started gaining strength. It became as


    hard like rock but am still weak. I thought she said it''s going to give me strength.


    With the little strength I have gained, I climbed up as she''s lying down, waiting for me.


    I started banging. 20 minutes I''ve not cum. 30 minutes. I be totally exhausted and fall on top of


    her, breathing heavily.


    She pushed me off her, climb up and sat on my d*ck.


    "Please am dying. Let''s stop here. I will die". I said with faint voice.


    She ignored me and started riding me with with reckless abandone. I was just lying down like


    corpse while she was busy bouncing up and down my d*ck.


    Momentster, I started fading out. No strength to push her off as she hold my two hands above my


    head on the bed.


    I started imagining if I eventually die. I will just walk straight to hell. I have heard stories of people


    who died while having sex, maybe its what is about to happen to me. Even if i shout, Which is


    actually imposaible because am totally weak. Nobody is even around to rescue me. Vicky wouldn''t


    dare toe to rescue me even if she''s around. I sweard to tell my dad if I eventually made it alive


    as it seems am fading out. I Can no longer see clearly. This had never happened to me.

 Why me

    Why me


    knowing that she''s not stopping anytime soon, I stop struggling andid as if am dead. No


    movement, no talking, eyes shut closed..


    Boom! She stopped riding. I guess she''s now looking at me. Iid still on my position, no movement.


    I acted perfectly well. Yes, i have to. This is a matter of life and death. I have to anything possible to


    save my life.


    She tapped my check, checking if I can wake up. I remained in my position knowing she''s getting


    scared.


    *Stepmother POV*


    I was scared, I just wanted to punish him not to kill him. I need him to stay alive so I can be using


    him for myself. I can''t loose him, not now that I need him most.


    I bent down and ce my ear on his chest to check if he''s still breathing. Thanks goodness, I can


    hear and feel his heartbeat. Thank God he''s still alive. I stepped down from the bed and rush out to


    get some water.


    "Randy pov"


    I don''t know where she went to but at least am happy, am now getting myself. I remained still on the


    bed to know what she''s up to. So sex can actually kill somebody? Maybe its among the list in 1000


    ways tonight die.


    She came back with a bowel of water, sat beside me and sprinkle water on my face. Iid still on


    the bed and she sprinkled another water, tap me on my neck begging me to wake up.


    I want to punish her, my n was to remain on bed till she calls our family doctor which would be


    had because everything might be exposed.


    She checked my heartbeat again and am breathing. She took the bowel and sprinkle water again


    and again.


    Unfortunately for me, water entered my nose and I couldn''t hold on any longer.


    So I made some moves as if I just revived and forcefully breathed out the water from my nose


    before it enters my head.


    This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    "So you want to die on my hand right?" She said.


    "I told you am dying and you ignored. Why punishing me this way. I''ve begged you to forgive me,


    but it seems like you derive joy in hurting me." I said in low voice.


    "Why won''t I punish you when you choose to mess my daughter up. You that was supposed to be


    advicing her and cautioning her about boys. what did you do? . Fuck her instead, took your step-


    sister''s virginity and use her to satisfy your selfish desire. What is more abominable than that?" She


    asked.


    "But she''s the one who seduced me" I defended.


    "And so? That''s why you need to be punished, you are very Wicked. She seduced you and you


    can''t caution her? you Can''t tell me? you couldn''t advice her as the senior". She said.


    "I''ve made the mistake, I''ve asked for forgiveness. Even at that. What.. What.. What you are doing


    now is also wrong" I stammered.


    Saying that she pped me across my face.


    "Don''t mention that again or I will increase your punishment, you still have mouth to talk." She yelled


    at me.


    All the while we were talking, am still lying on the bed naked, my dick pointing hard on the ceiling. It


    doesn''t seem like it''sing down anytime soon.


    "So what''s next" She said staring at my dick.


    At that moment we heard our main door swang open. Vicky is back." I said.


    "So? What are you still waiting for?" She asked.


    "But am still hard." I replied.


    And so? Will you rush to your room." She said as she red at me.


    I managed to climbed down, open the door and peep to know if she''s close, I looked back and


    stared at the wicked woman who nearly killed me moments who. She was just sitting on the bed


    staring at my Naked body.


    I heard her footstep as she''sing upstairs. She''sing closer and closer.


    I quickly rushed to my room, close the door and lock it up. My dick is still hard. "What did this


    woman gave to me?" I asked myself.


    I drank some water, rested for a while, and step into the bathroom to take my bath again. I spend


    some minutes under the shower, recalling what just happened between me and my stepmother.


    This is wickedness in the highest order.


    I washed my body and dried myself as I walked out. I drop it on the other side andid on the bed


    with short.


    I was lying down, thinking about my life. What have Inded myself into. I''ve swear to tell my dad


    but I think I don''t have to. It will be disastrous. I don''t want to have a hand on my father''s death.


    He''s on drug. He have high blood pressure. So getting knowledge of this sinful activity might im


    his life.


    Few minutester, someone knocked on my door. Who is that? "I asked getting up from the bed".


    Its me. "Vicky replied".


    Is she mad or what? what is she doing at my door. This girl is a devil. what have I done to her.


    "Just turn and face your back, I don''t want to sew you in my room or even close to my door." I


    shouted from my room.


    "What is wrong? Please open this door." She said.


    "Are you crazy? Open which door? Just get back to your room, I don''t want to see you close to that


    door" I shouted again.


    "Am not leaving till you open this door" She replied.


    This wicked woman will be in her room now pretending as if she''s not hearing anything. Vicky''s


    voice is loud enough to reach her mother''s room. Let here and caution her daughter now.


    I got angry and open the door.


    "Will you leave here!" I said with a mean face. I don''t care how she will feel.


    "Why angry at me? Are you the only person she beat? Why angry at me." She said.


    I wish she know what i went through from her wicked mother and hour ago. Beating cannot be


    compared to it. I wish she understands how I feels.


    "Please am not here to argue with you, just go to your room." I said.


    "Don''t you like me again. I endured my own pain why can''t you endure yours? She said.


    She stared down at me and saw my dick was hard, very hard. She smiled, licked her lower lip and


    said; "Wow I love what am seeing down here. Am sure its for me. Should Ie in and help you


    out?


    "I can see they have sent you again, just tell those that sent you that you didn''t see me". I said and


    banged the door at her face and locked it up.

 Meeting Jennifer

    Meeting Jennifer


    Iid down on the bed thinking what to do to the nonsense am going through and my phone rang. I


    looked it was Jennifer.


    I met Jennifer during few months ego in college. I was sitting in the student union reading When she


    came and sat in a chair facing me and began reading a newspaper. When I looked


    up the newspaper was blocking my view of her above the waist but I could see the lower half of her


    body. I did a quick appraisal, starting at her delicate ankles and moving up her nicely shaped calves


    and on up to her knees.


    I could only see a little of her thigh where it disappeared under her skirt. I turned my attention back


    to the book I was reading until I saw movement in my peripheral


    vision. I looked up to be greeted by a vision of erotic beauty.


    The newspaper was still in ce blocking my view of her upper body but now her knees had


    separated far enough that I


    could see clearly between her thighs all the way up to her white cotton panties.


    The view onlysted about ten seconds but it froze me to my chair for the next half hour causing me


    to miss my next ss. The reason I was frozen to my chair was that I wanted to see what the rest of


    this woman looked like.


    Finally she put the paper down and I found myself staring at a very lovely creature. Her hair was a


    very dark brown, almost ck, her eyes were the most beautiful blue I had ever seen, her nose was


    the perfect size and in perfect alignment with the symmetry of her face.


    Her neck had a long graceful flow from her chin to where it ended between her shoulders. Although


    I couldn''t see her breasts through her sweater it was obvious that she was well enough endowed in


    this area. Her darkplexion had an almost olive hue.


    Except for the blue eyes I would have guessed that she might have been either Greek or Italian. I


    was suddenly aware that she was staring at me and had caught me staring at her.


    I rxed a little when I noticed that she was smiling at me, so I said, "Hi."


    She said, "I noticed the way you are looking at me, do I have something on my face, some food or


    something?"


    I said, "No. I''m sorry, I didn''t mean to stare. It''s just that I was wondering who was behind that


    newspaper and I was looking your way when you put the paper down and you caught me staring.


    By the way, my name is Randy." I stood to offer her my hand.


    She said, "I''m Jennifer Krupp," as she stood to shake hands with me. I was surprised to find that


    Jennifer was about five feet eleven inches tall only two inches shorter then me. Standing she was


    even more beautiful that she was sitting. "Nice to meet you Randy."


    I said, "Oh, you''re German."


    "My father is German, my mother is Italian."


    "Greatbination." I said smiling at her.


    We sat back down and started chatting. We talked about our courses and current events. when it


    came time for my next ss I didn''t want to leave but we were having a test in that ss and I


    couldn''t afford to miss it.


    As I got up to leave I asked her if I could see her again. She said, "I''ll be around. You''ll probably see


    me in here again."


    That wasn''t good enough so I said, "I meant like go out together somewhere."


    "You mean like on a date?" she asked raising her eyebrows.


    "Yes." I replied.


    Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    "I''m sorry, I can''t. I have a steady boyfriend. But thanks for asking." she said.


    I walked away feeling a little foolish. Later that day as I though about it, I was d I asked her out. If


    I hadn''t I might never have gotten the chance again and it would have driven me crazy or Make me


    regret not doing it.


    I didn''t see Jennifer again for about a week. I was sitting in one the bars frequented by the students


    from the local college having a few TGIF beers with my friends when I heard someone say, "You''re


    Rick aren''t you?"


    When I looked where the voice came from I found Jennifer standing there.


    "I''m Rick and you''re Jennifer right?" I said.


    "You remembered." she said smiling at me.


    "How could I forget someone like you." I meant it but I said it like I was joking, using an bbvious line.


    She said something else I couldn''t hear in the noisy bar, so I stood up and lead her farther from the


    bar where it was a little quieter.


    Then I said, "What were you trying to say."


    "I said that I wondered what happened to you. I go to the student union almost


    every day and I haven''t seen you in there since the day I met you." She said.


    I couldn''t tell her that the reason I hadn''t been back was because of her. It was just that I was so


    taken buy her that the idea of seeing her, talking to her, and knowing I couldn''t have her was


    something I didn''t want to endure. So I said;


    "I was a little behind in some sses


    so I have been hitting the books to catch up."


    "Are you caught up now?" she asked.


    "Yes. All caught up." I replied.


    "Good, then I''ll see you around the union?" She asked smiling.


    I wasn''t sure how I wanted to respond to that question so I blurted out, "How''s you


    boyfriend?"


    "Gone." she replied.


    "Gone? What do you mean?" I asked.


    "We broke up." She replied.


    "I''m sorry." I Said


    "Don''t be."


    "Okay I won''t. Instead I''ll take advantage of the situation. How bout going out with


    me?" I said hoping she will ept.


    "When?" she asked.


    "Now." I said.


    "We''re already out." she said andughed.


    "Right. I''m out with my friends and you are out with your friends. I mean you and me out together


    without our friends. Not here. We''ll go somewhere else." I said.


    She though for a moment then said, "I''d like that. Let me go tell me friends I''m leaving."


    I watched her as she walked away with a feeling of excitement no girl had ever given me before.

 First time making out

    First time making out


    That night Jennifer and I had a great time together and when I got back to my dorm room I knew


    that I was already falling in love with her.


    After that we saw or at least talked to each other every day going on dates on the weekends. On


    our third date I borrowed my roommates car. He had an old Buick La Saber his father had


    given him. He called it his love machine because of therge back seat.


    That night I took her out to dinner at an expensive Italian restaurant then we went parking. I parked


    the car in an area where we wouldn''t be disturbed and we sat and listened to the radio as we began


    necking.


    After a half hour of heavy petting, with all clothes on, I suggested that we get in the back seat. she


    gave me a devilish looked and asked, "Why do you want to get in


    the back seat?"


    She must be thinking what am thinking.


    "So we''ll have more room." I replied.


    "More room for what?" she asked looking directly to me.


    "Just more room." I said. I don''t want to tell her my intention and am sure she knew why am


    suggesting forrge space.


    "I don''t think we need more room" she replied.


    This wasn''t getting me anywhere so I said, "It was just a thought. We can stay where we are."


    "Well if you want to get in the back, let''s get in back." She saidplying to my suggestion.


    We went to the back seat and she sat beside me resting her head on my shoulder. So lovely. I took


    her hand and started massaging it slowly.


    She didn''t protest so I ce my hand on herp ,momentter and proceed to move my hand up.


    "Naughty boy,what are you doing" She said and I stop moving my hand.


    I was confused on whether to proceed or remove my hand totally off her. I kept it still waiting to


    know what she will do.


    "Did tell you to stop?" she said when I didn''t respond to her question.


    I was about to talk and she ced her finger on my lip.


    "Continue from where you stopped" she whispered to me.


    The word gave me the courage and I drew her skirt up, soon I was touching her pants. Which that


    she kissed my on my lip. I responded and turned it to French.


    "


    Soon I had her blouse and bra


    opened and was joyfully sucking on her nipples as she started moaning. I had more difficulty with


    her pants. She


    Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    was sitting down so I couldn''t get my hand in her pants and I couldn''t get the top button opened. I


    shifted it aside and started rubbing her clit. She maoned as i prate her with my middle finger.


    After teasing her clit, i tried to off her pants but I couldn''t.


    After seeing my struggles, she helped and made it easier by raising her ass a little bit so I can


    remove it.


    That move almost made me shoot a load in my pants. Now I had Jennifer sitting in the back seat


    with her blouse and bra opened exposing her breast, and a pair of white bikini cut panties. As I


    leaned in to suck on Jennifer''s breasts


    again I ced my right hand on the narrow strip of white cotton that covered her treasure chest.


    As I slipped my fingers under Jennifer''sst line of protection again and teased her vaginal lips, Her


    hips began to lift trying to increase the contact between my fingers and her pussy.


    When I finally let my fingers prate her again, She began humping against my hand. As she


    continued the humping motion, She said, "Come inside me now. I want you now."


    After a short fight trying to get my pants off, she suggested that in the future we both wear skirts


    which was actually funny. When I had finally removed my pants I pulled off my jockey shorts and


    then I reached for my wallet and pulled out a condom.


    When she saw the condom she said,


    "You don''t need that. I''m safe. I''m on the pill and I want to feel your juices inside me"


    So I dropped my wallet and the condoms on the floor.


    She slid down on the seat and after trying a few different positions we settled on having her put her


    right leg up on the back of the front seat and her left leg going up the back seat with her foot on the


    rear deck under the window. This way I was able to get between her legs and get my dick into her


    hole.


    I had known all along that Jennifer wasn''t a virgin but she was so tight that she could easily have


    made me believe she was a virgin if she wanted to. When I was finally all the way inside her tight,


    warm, and juicy love tunnel I wasying on top of her with my knees bent and my feet pressing


    against the window in the


    drivers side back door. My dick and balls were extremely happy where they were but my back and


    legs weren''t and I could tell by the way she kept trying to adjust her position that she wasn''t any


    morefortable than me. In spite of our difort we were both able


    to achieve orgasm.


    When we had finished we decided to just get out of the car to get dressed. The fact that it was


    November and the temperature was in the low fifties just made us dress that much faster.


    On the way back to the campus I was afraid that she was disappointed with me because of the


    difort of our coupling. The fact that she didn''t speak on the way back to campus didn''t help my


    insecurity.


    When I pulled up in front of her dorm, she kissed me so tenderly yet at the same time with so much


    passion that my dick started to get hard again..


    Then she said, "I love you. Call me tomorrow." She was smiling at me as she closed the door.

 Lovely moments

    Lovely moments


    The next evening I went out with Jennifer. We necked and grouped each other for a


    while then I had to take her back to her dorm. As I was driving back to the campus, she did the


    unthinkable, she opened my pants and pulled my dick out.


    As I drove, she slowly stroked my


    engorged member. When I pulled up across the street from the dorm, she leaned over and took my


    dick into her mouth and proceeded to give me my first blow job.


    She bobbed her head up and down on me until I felt my balls tighten. I warned her that I was about


    to climax but it didn''t stop her. ..


    ...


    ...


    "I love you." she said as she got out of the car.


    "I love you too." I replied. It was the first time I said it to her and as far as I could remember the first


    time I had said that to any girl. It felt good.


    The following weekend I got a motel room at an old roadside motel about ten miles outside off town.


    We were naked in bed five minutes after we walked in the door. After experimenting with oral sex,


    which I had never performed before, and finding that I loved giving it almost as much as receiving it


    we had intercourse. Afterward as wey in bed


    together we started to talk about our sexual experience.


    After telling her mine, she took over.This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    Jennifer said, "I was a virgin when I came to college. I dated a few guys on and off during my


    freshman year but remained a virgin. Then, when I was home for the summer after my freshman


    year I met Steve. We dated all that summer and started having sex about a month


    before I went back to school. Steve goes to school about forty miles from here so he came to see


    me most weekends. Steve had a lot of experience and taught me the joys of sex. He is the only guy


    other than you that I have had sex with."


    "What happened, I mean why did you break up with him.? I asked..


    Instead of answering my question directly Jennifer asked me, "When you were dating the two girls


    you mentioned, did you ever go out with another girl behind there back?" She asked.


    I said, "No, I didn''t."


    "Well Steve did. I found out he was dating a girl at his school. Actually she found out about me and


    called me to tell me to stay away from her boyfriend. Imagine that.


    After more than two years with him I am used of being the other woman. So I called him to find


    out if it was true and he admitted that he dated this other girl but said that I was the one he loved. I


    told him it was over. I couldn''t be with a man who would cheat on me." she said.


    "I am sorry that happened to you but I am d you broke up with him or you wouldn''t be here now."


    I said.


    "Well maybe. Anyway, please don''t you ever do that to me. If anything happens and you want to


    date other woman just be honest and tell me you want to break up. I would much rather have a


    clean break than have you sneaking around behind my back until I catch you." she says.


    I promised that I would never do that to her. Then we began making love again.


    I used to think about that conversation and it bothered me a little. The fact that her sexual talents


    had been learned form her former boyfriend was bad enough but I could deal with that because that


    all took ce before I knew her.


    The hard part for me was the fact that she broke up with him because he cheated on her, not


    because she stopped loving him. Whether she still love this guy was a question I couldn''t ask her.


    Thankfully she never talked


    about Steve to me so I was able to eventually put it out of my mind.

 Looking out for Jennifer

    Looking out for Jennifer


    In January Jennifer moved off campus into an old house she was renting with a group of other


    students. This gave us a room with a bed. No more back seats in cars and no more cheap motels.


    Our sexual activity was getting more frequent and more interesting all of the


    time. It seemed that I couldn''t be along with her for more than five minutes without her wanting to


    y with my dick. Which always ended up with her sucking me off and that would often lead to


    intercourse.


    Then one day at the end of our semester Exams, about three weeks before holidays.


    I was sitting with jennifer, well actually I was sitting and she wasying with her head in myp


    doing her thing when the telephone rang. It startled us both and she jumped up to answer it. I sat


    and idly listened to her half of the conversation. She answered with, "Hello" then her voice showed


    some excitement as she said, "Yes, I would..." then she turned away from me and her voice lowered


    a little, "When do you want to see me?... Wednesday is fine.... What time


    should I meet you?" I could see that she was writing something down in the note book on her desk.


    "Where do you want me to meet you?" More writing, "Okay, I''ll be there... Yes, I am looking forward


    to it... Okay, I''ll see you then." She wrote something more in her notebook then closed it.


    Then she seemed to hesitate before she turned back to me.


    I asked, "What was that about?"


    "Oh, just something I have to do next week." She said.


    I didn''t like the answer and I wasn''tfortable with what I had heard. The only thing I knew was


    that she was going to meet someone the following week and she didn''t seem to want to share


    anymore information with me.


    I wanted to ask more questions about it but I had no reason to believe she was doing anything


    wrong so I didn''t want to start a problem where none existed. Then she did something else that


    bothered me.


    Instead ofing back over to me and resuming her y with my now shrunken member she


    paced nervously around the


    room for a minute then said, "I need to get out of this room for a while. Can we go


    This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    somewhere?"


    When we left her room I nced over at her notebook but she had closed it so I couldn''t see what


    she had written. I wasn''t happy the rest of that day but I didn''t say anything.


    Everything seem to be back to normal the next day and continued that way until the following


    Wednesday. On Wednesday my four o''clock exam was canceled so I headed over to jennifer''s


    apartment. I had gotten over my worry about the phone call she received so when I got to the house


    I was feeling pretty good. I ran up the stairs to her room but she wasn''t


    there.


    I went back down stairs to see if she was in the kitchen or out in the back yard


    trying to get a tan. There were two girls in the back yard that I didn''t know but figured that that must


    know someone in the house.


    So I asked then,


    "Do either of you know Jennifer Krupp?"


    One of the girls said, "Yeah, I know her?"


    "Have you seen her today." I asked.


    "Yeah, She was here. I think she left about twenty minutes ago." She answered.


    "Did she happen to mention where she was going?" I askes again.


    "She didn''t say anything but I think she was going to see her ex-boyfriend." she replied..


    When I heard that my legs almost buckled under me. I had to hang onto the door handle to keep


    from falling. It felt as though all of the blood drained from me head. I needed more information so I


    tried to act unconcerned as I asked, "How do you know that?"


    "A little while ago when she came back from her sses and I heard Susan telling her that Steve


    called and said that he was in town and wanted to see her. She ran upstairs. I asked Susan who


    Steven was and she said that he was her ex-boyfriend." She said.


    "Do you know where Susan is?" I asked.


    "I don''t know. She left a while ago." she replied.


    I said thanks and started to turn to go back into the kitchen when the girl I was talking to said, "Oh


    my God. Are you Jennifer''s boyfriend."


    I looked back at her without saying a word and she said, "Why can''t I keep my big mouth shut. I''m


    sorry."


    I didn''t respond. I went back into the house and closed the door. I didn''t know what to do. I could go


    looking for them but where would I look? And if I found them what would I do. If she wants him it''s


    over for us and there is nothing I can do to change that.


    I decide to go up to her room and wait for her toe back and make her tell me the truth. When I


    got up to her room I started thinking, "What if she brings him here? What do I do then? That would


    be


    very humiliating for me."


    I stayed anyway. As I sat images started going through me head that were very disturbing. I keep


    having the image of Jennifer ying with Steve''s dick the way she does with mine and then sucking


    him off. I was in such an agitated state that I had to get up and pace around the room.


    That''s when I saw it. Jennifer''s note book was sitting on her desk right where had


    been when she was talking on the phone, probably to Steve, the other day. I opened the book and


    turned to thest page she had written on. No help there, just some notes about reading


    assignments, so I turned back a page, still nothing.


    I had to go back five pages till I found


    what I was looking for. There on the top of the page Jennifer had written Wednesday 5:00PM 440


    West Mohawk St.

 The interview.

    The interview.


    I looked at my watch and it was 4:45. That gave me fifteen minutes to get to where Jennifer was


    meeting him. It took me twenty minutes to find Mohawk St. then another five to find 440 west


    Mohawk.


    I just hoped that I didn''t get there toote. What if they had met there and left


    already. As I walked up the sidewalk to 440 West Mohawk I saw a sigh that didn''t immediately


    register with me. It said "Omni School for Developmentally Handicapped Children."


    I went through the front door and found myself in an office area of some type. I was totally confused


    now. I was looking around trying to figure out why she would be meeting Steve here. Then I though


    they must have met outside and they already left.


    Suddenly I heard a voice and it took a minute for me to realized that the owner of that voice was


    talking to me. It was someone who appeared to be a receptionist and she was asking me if she


    could help me. Not wanting to look like aplete idiot I asked her a question and it turned out to


    be the right one. I asked, "Is Jennifer Krupp here?"


    The receptionist said, "I believe so...."


    Then she consulted what looked like a desk top calendar and said, "Yes. She is here. She is in


    being interviewed by Mr. Steinhower right now. They should be done in about a half hour if you


    would like to wait?"


    "Yes, thank you," I said and sat down.


    Then suddenly it started to make sense. Jennifer was an education major with a psychology minor


    and this was a school for the developmentally


    handicapped. She is here for a job interview.


    Wait...Job interview when she have not graduated? That''s sound wired to me.


    I felt very happy and stupid at the same time. Then it urred to me that maybe she was still


    nning to see Steve. I decided to wait for her toe out and see what happened.


    It turned out to be more like forty-five minutes before she came out from her interview. She looked


    directly at me and it seemed to take a moment before it registered on her that I was there. Then a


    big smile lit up her face.


    She came over to me and asked, "What are you doing here?'' How did you know I''d be here?"


    "I peeked in your note book." I replied.


    "You sneak. I didn''t want to say anything to you about this until I knew if I got a job. I was too


    nervous and I though you would have made me even more nervous." She said.


    "Well, did you get a job." I asked.


    We were outside on the sidewalk now and Jennifer started jumping around excitedly and said,


    "Yes. I got the job. I will start right after graduation. Now I can afford to stay here and work on my


    master''s degree. We have to go celebrate."


    Later as we were eating a celebratory dinner I confessed about why I showed up at her interview. I


    told her about how the girl in the back yard told me that she was with Steve.


    She got a little angry and for a minute I thought it was directed at me then she said,


    "That stupid little airhead. Why would she tell you something like that without knowing who you were


    or if what she was saying was true. Steve did call today and talked to Susan. He did say that he


    wanted to see me. I called him back and told him that I couldn''t see him. IContent (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    told him about you and that I had no feelings for him. He said he understood and was happy for me


    and that was the end of the call."


    "I didn''t ask you to exin, but thank you for exining anyway." I said.


    "Do you remember the first time I told you I loved you?" she asked.


    "Yes." I replied.


    "When I said that, it was what I felt in my heart and it is the way I still feel. When I said that I was


    making amitment to you. That you can always trust me to do the right thing for the good of us"


    she said.


    "I''m sorry I didn''t show more faith in you today." I said.


    "That wasn''t all your fault. My being secretive about my interview and then that airhead telling you I


    was with Steve. But for future reference, know that you can trust me." She said and then


    leaned across the table and kissed me.


    Few dayster after ourst exam, I came back home. I wish she''s living close here, it would be


    better.

 Dressing like a slut

    Dressing like a slut


    I didn''t came out till evening when my dick hard finally subsided.


    Time for dinner, no one called me toe for dinner. So I stood up. Went to the kitchen and saw


    nothing. She didn''t cook or what? Since morning I''ve not eaten. I took 2 satchet of indomie and


    3eggs and cook, eat and went back to sleep.


    The next day, I woke upte. I stomped to my table and found a note-- and it''s addressed to me.


    Who might have dropped this? "I asked myself".


    My door wasn''t lockedst night, so someone can intrude into my room at night while am far asleep.


    I took it and open it.


    "Dear Randy,


    I know what you''re up to. If you don''t want your father to find out about your evil deeds, call me the


    moment you discover this note.


    Franca".


    I took my phone and dial her number. She answers on the second ring.


    She: Hello, she says in her gravely voice-- a dead ringer for Demi Moore.


    Me: It''s me," I say. "I found your note.


    She: Surprised?


    Me: Very.Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    She: I thought you would be. Since you called, may I assume that you would like to keep our little


    secret from your father''s ears?"


    Me: Yes.


    She: "Then do exactly what I say."


    Me: "Fine."


    She: Dress up in some of my clothes and make up. Get as slutty as you can. I want to see you in


    lingerie and a dress. I''ve left a wig and size 12 high heels in my room for you. Wear those, too.


    Then drive to the Westin hotel in Longwood. It''s just off the interstate at exit 21. Check into a suite


    and call me back with the room number. I hope you can do that.


    Her demands wallops me like a Louisville Slugger upside the head. I stagger backwards and fall to


    the floor, slumping against my bed. My whole life shes before eyes. I see everything being taken


    from me. Just because of fuck.


    Me: I don''t think so. How can you demand that I should dress like a woman. This is evil.


    She: You better do it-- unless you want your father finding out about your little fetish.


    Me: Let''s settle this dispute once. Let''s stop all this nonsense.


    She: Are you doing it or not?


    Me: Why am I dressing like a woman for?


    She: when youe first, you will find out.


    Me: It''s alright.


    She: Good. And one other thing. I want you dressed like a woman when you check into that suite.


    This isn''t my first stay at that hotel. I have friends there. If you''re wearing a T-shirt and jeans when


    you check in, I''ll find out-- and you will suffer the consequences."


    Me: This is fucking crazy.


    She: Yes. And if you don''t?" You may as well pack your bags right now because your father will


    have you out of the house once he''s back. So, do we have a deal?"


    Me: As you wish.


    She: Good. I''ll expect to hear from you soon."


    She hangs up, and the line goes dead.


    I can hardly believe what''s just happened. My whole life has changed in one phone call. I feel used


    and abused, like a cheap prostitute. It begins to sink in that I''m going to have to go out in public in


    women''s clothes for the first time. I''m horrified. My heart is pumping like I''ve just drunk three pots of


    coffee.


    I don''t think I''ve ever been so confused in my life like this.


    Tell my dad about everything or do it?? No. No. No. I can''t tell my dad.


    I took my bath and went to her room and found some of her stuffsid on the bed. I locked the door.


    As I strip off my short, I begin to absorb the depth of my step mother''s sickness. Never before has


    she shown any signs of being a pervert. She''s always been a typical rich-bitch step mom. She has


    always been a little bit of a flirt, but I never would have dreamed that she fucked around on my


    father.


    It takes a special kind of weirdo to give the kind of orders she did. Almost as surprising was that line


    she gave me about having friends at the hotel. It''s as if she''s done this sort of thing before.


    I took her bra and stretch it across my chest, putting the ball-like foam inside and fasten it behind


    my back. I put on the panties, arranging my cock so the underside presses against thecy fabric.


    The panties are "boy shorts" that fully cover my ass and leave plenty of room for my balls.


    I unroll the stockings up my legs. I love how the tight fabric feels against my skin. With my cock


    hardening, I fasten the garter belt around my waist. Hooking the straps to the stockings takes some


    effort. Every time I think I''ve got a hook secured it slips out of my masculine fingers.


    I finally get the stockings hooked up and go into franca''s closet to choose a dress. I quickly find a


    little, ck cocktail dress that I pull over my head. The stretchy material forms to my body. I check


    myself in the mirror on the closet door. After checking myself, I headed to the bathroom to do my


    make up.


    I paint my face as beautiful as can be in cherry-red lipstick, ck eyeliner, gray eyeshadow and


    mascara. Checking myself in the mirror, I see that I''m not quite passable as a woman, but I''m


    closer.


    Only God knows what am going there to do.

 Shocked

    Shocked


    I went back in the bedroom and search the closet for the rest of the outfit franca had directed me to


    wear. A box on the shelf above her blouses isbeled "wig/shoes." I took it down and set it on the


    bed to open it.


    The wig fits snugly on my head. I suddenly have straight, ck hair that falls just below my ears.


    The bottom edge is crisp and sharp like a broom. The bangs are just as dramatic, going straight


    across my forehead just above my eyebrows.


    The shoes she has chosen for me are totally slutty. Shiny, ck, six-inch heels. I slip my feet into


    them and take a few tentative steps across the room. I feel the shoes forcing me to perk up my


    chest and ass. The line from that Shania Twain song shes through my brain, "Man, I feel like a


    woman."


    I took a cute, ck purse and throw my wallet inside.


    It''s time to leave.


    My Dad Lexus SUV is parked in the garage. I climb in and crank it up, thankful that the windows are


    tinted. At least I won''t have to humiliate myself in front of my neighbors.


    Longwood is usually about 45 minutes away. I''m careful to obey the speed limit. Thest thing I


    need is a brush with a cop. Once on the interstate, I find myself searching my iPod for Britney


    Spears, Madonna and Lady Gaga. The drive flies by. When I hit the exit, I''m tapping my foot to


    "Poker Face."


    Not until I pull into a parking spot does the full weight of what I''m about to do hit me. A chill is in the


    air as I open the SUV door and swing my heels onto the pavement. I''m shaking as I click-ck on


    the concrete toward the entrance.


    I''m noticed for the first time by the bellhop, who can''t help but grin as he tips his hat. I return the


    gesture with a nervous smile of my own. The automatic doors slide open. The lobby''s heat envelops


    me as I walk inside.


    I''m hoping to get to the front desk with as little attention as possible. But the floor is ceramic tile, and


    my heels must be made of some uniquely hard stic because the clicking reverberates around the


    cavernous lobby. I feel like the whole world is watching as I approach the clerk behind the front


    desk.


    He''s got his head down, and he''s typing on aputer keyboard. He senses my presence and


    greets me without immediately looking up.


    "Hello, ma''am, wee to the Westin," he says.


    The clerk looks up. His eyes pop.


    "Er, I mean, sir," he says. "Terribly sorry-- which do you prefer."


    I think about this for a second.


    "You can call me Stephanie," I say in my best female voice.


    "Very good, Stephanie," the clerk says. "How may I help you?"


    "I''d like a suite, please," I say.


    "Yes, of course," he says.


    I hand him my credit card.


    As the clerk taps on his keyboard, I notice that he''s handsome, even in theme red uniform the


    hotel makes him wear. He couldn''t be more than 30, and he''s got surfer-boy looks. His name tag


    says "Phil."


    He hands me back my credit card.


    "Thank you very much, Stephanie," he says.


    He banged a couple more keys on theputer and then ran a stic card through a machine next


    to hisputer.


    "Here''s your room key. You''ll be in suite 2204. And I''ll be up to see you soon."


    "Up to see me? For what?"


    Phil smiles.


    "Your stepmother invited me to the party."


    I''m stunned.


    "Party? What party?"


    Phil''s smile widens.


    "We''re gonna have fun," he says. "The elevator is around the corner to the left."


    That''s when I knew her ns, this woman really wants to make me her sex ve. Now with a guy.


    That can never happen.


    I walked till he''s out of my sights. I took my phone and dial police hot line.


    They picked up immediately.


    Me: This is Randy.


    Police: How can I help you sir.


    Me: I need help at Westin hotel In Longwood, exit no. 21. Room 2204. be there in 30 Minutes from


    now. Arrest everybody in the room. They are without arm.


    I hanged up ??.


    I step onto the elevator with a guy in a crisp suit and a briefcase. His eyes linger on me just long


    enough to register that something isn''t right and then divert to the floor. They stay there until he


    steps off the elevator on the ninth floor. I ride up to 22 and find my room.


    The suite opens into a living room with white tile floors and ck leather furniture. A big picture


    window looks out over the interstate, the suburbs and the city skyline off in the distance.


    I daintily lower myself onto one of the ck leather chairs, careful not to tear my dress. I open my


    phone and call Franca. She answers on the second ring.


    "I''m here," I say. "Room 2204."


    "Good," she says. "Order up some porn on the TV, and I''ll be there in 10 minutes."


    I close my phone and pick up the remote control. The hotel offers an extensive list of pay-per-view


    sex flixks. One called "Cum Suckers No. 18" looks promising. I order it for $21.95. The movie has


    no plot, just an endless series of guys cumming on chicks'' faces.


    9 minutes flies by. A knockes at the door. I open it. Franca struts by me without saying a word.


    She''s looking sexy as ever in her tight, gray business suit and ck high heels. She reminds me of


    Sara Palin, except with bigger tits and red hair.


    When I close the door behind me, She looks me over from head to toe.


    "I see you''re ready for our party," she says.


    "I don''t get it," I say. "What party?"


    She sits on the leather couch.


    "Come over here," she says, while patting the cushion next to her.


    I went over and sat down. She takes me by the hand and looks into my eyes.


    "You know your father is cheating on me, don''t you?" she asks.


    I shake my head.


    "It''s true." She sighs. "Unfortunately, there isn''t much I can do."


    Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    "Why not divorce him?" I ask.


    "I thought about that. I could divorce him and take half of everything he owns. But you know what?


    It''s not enough. Your father has so much money I wouldn''t even Know. He could keep right on with


    his women and cars and trips to Europe without even pausing to catch his breath."


    "OK, then. What do you want?"


    Shees in close, boring into me with her brown eyes.


    "His son''s soul."


    I jump back.


    "What the fuck are you talking about, My soul?"


    A truly evil grin spreads across her face.

 Sorrounded by devils

    Sorrounded by devils


    "You are going to be my bitch here." She said.


    "What''s that supposed to mean?" I asked.


    "It means that I''m making you into my sex ve. Your main purpose in life will be to satisfy my


    twisted appetites. See, I''m a member of a secret little sex club. There are about 20 of us. I think


    you''ve already met one of the other members-- Phil, down at the front desk.


    "Anyway, we get into all kinds of weird group sex. And when I put the word out that I could ckmail


    you into being our bitch, I got a very enthusiastic response." She said smiling.


    "This is too fucked up to even think about." I said.


    "Maybe you can think about this--what would your father do if he knew you liked to dress up in girl''s


    underwear? Think he might kick you out of the house? Think he might write you out of his will?" She


    said with a wicked smile on her face.


    "You are one sick bitch." I yelled at her.


    "You don''t know how sick-- not yet." She said.


    Another knockes at the door before I can even begin to digest what Franca is telling me.


    "But you''re about to find out," Franca says.


    She goes over to the door and opens it. Phil, the front-desk clerk, walks in. As Franca lets go of the


    door, Phil leaps on her. He wraps her in a bear hug and grabs the hair at the back of her head. He


    jerks back Franca''s head and nts a sloppy kiss on her lips. I can see their tongues darting into


    each others'' mouths.


    She''s really serious on what she said. I was shocked seeing my father''s house kissing a stranger.


    Not just a normal kiss but a deep kiss. I feel like Strangling two of them but I know I can''t do


    Anything.


    I was sitting, watching ady my dad married to, kissing another guy in front of his son. So devilish


    and disregarding.


    When Phil has enough, he pushes her away and fixes his gaze on me. I feel like engulfing his eyes


    out, He''s just a bastard.


    "Is that her?" he asks smiling.


    "Yeah,"Franca Replied turning to look at me.


    Phil licks his lips. I squirm and pull at the hem of my dress.


    "She''ll do nicely," Phil says.


    "She''s a virgin," Franca says.


    "Even better," Phil says. "Can we start now?"


    "No," Franca says. "We have to wait for the others."


    "Others?" I ask. "What others."


    Phil looks at Franca with a smirk.


    "You didn''t tell her?" he asks.


    "Not yet," Franca says.


    Phil shakes his head.


    "You evil bitch," he says.


    She smirks back.


    "Got that right," she says.


    I''ve had enough. I stand up.


    "What the fuck is going on?" I ask.


    "You''re going to get gang-fucked," Franca says.


    "Gang-fucked?" I ask. "How many we talkin''?"


    "Depends on how many can make it," she says.


    "I never agreed to that," I say.


    "It was never up to you," she says. "Now sit down and shut up before I decide to call your father."


    I dropped down onto the couch and folded my arms defiantly. Before I could think of anything else to


    say, someone else knocked at the door. She opened it and in walked one of the hugest men I''ve


    ever seen. He was like a side of beef on legs. The guy was over six feet and at least 250 pounds of


    pure muscle. He had short, ck hair and wore a ck shirt that barely contained his bulk.


    "So I hear you got a whore that needs some abuse," he says.


    "You heard right," franca says. "That piece of shit on the couch is what you''re looking for."


    Muscles zeroes in and lunges toward me. I flinch. Franca catches him by the cor, and Muscles


    stops dead in his tracks. Although he''s twice Franca''s weight, she has total control over him.


    Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    "Not yet, Luke, " she says. "More are on the way."


    Philughs and ps Luke on the shoulder.


    "That''s why I like you, Luke," he says.


    Luke grunts and rxes his shoulders. But he never takes his eyes off me. He''s like an animal,


    working on pure instinct. I stare back at him, wondering where I''ve seen him. Then it hits me: he''s


    been at the house. He is Franca''s personal trainer.


    Franca and Phile sit on the couch with me, while Luke settles into a love seat. We all sit around


    the TV, silently watching porn for about 15 minutes. The room is totally quiet, except for the


    moaning and gruntinging from the movie. I sneak peeks at Luke and Phil. They have big


    bulges in their pants. Pressure in the room is building. It feels like it could blow at any moment.


    I''m totally shocked at who knocks at the door next. It''s our next house neighbors, Stephen, and his


    trophy wife, Lisa. He has good looks and probably has much money. She''s about half his age with


    legs that go on forever. Both are in business suits, looking like they''d juste from the office.


    Franca greets them both with outstretched arms and kisses on the cheek.


    "So d you could make it," she says. "Hope you brought your appetite-- your sexual appetite, that


    is."


    Stephen grabs his crotch.


    "My fuckin'' d*ck is hard as a rock," he says in that thick yoruba ent. "Just like always."


    "And we all know you''re ready-- right, Lisa?" Franca asked.


    "Always," Lisa says.


    "Good," Franca says. "I don''t think anyone else ising, so let''s start."


    .


    I was just sitting, staring at her. I checked my watch, its almost time.

 Rescued

    Rescued


    Luke scoots forward and perches himself on the edge of his seat. He''s ready to attack but holds


    back. It''s clear that Franca is running the show-- that she gets first crack at me.


    She struts over to me and stands in front of me, looking down her nose into my eyes. The rage


    builds. She winds up and backhands me across the cheek.


    "Fucking slut!" she shrieks.


    My face stings as franca pulls up her skirt and straddles myp. She begins dry-humping my stiff


    cock and pulling the hair at the back of my head. Her hands find their way to my tits. Ann pinches


    my nipples and rolls them between her thumbs and forefingers.


    I begin breathing hard.


    Just when I''m about to cum in my panties, Ann pushes herself back to her feet.


    "OK," she says to the crowd. "Go get her."


    I looked at my watch, it has already passed the time I reported to the cops toe. What is holding


    them up till now.


    Now am in a very big trouble. Something I''ve never faced my entire life. This will never end till dey


    poke my ass. Looking at them, its obvious they are bisexual. Why is franca doing this to me. Am not


    my dad that was cheating on her. Her daughter was the one who seduced me. This is just


    wickedness.


    Oh God! Pleasee and save me from this mess. I cannot run out of here. The cops i called have


    disappointed me. What should I do now.


    .


    .


    Luke lunges. Franca stretches out her hand to block him.


    "Uh-uh," she says. "Ladies first."


    Lisaes over to me with a twisted smile on her face. She reaches behind her back and unzips


    her gray skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Her panties are purple satin withce trim. With her blue eyes


    fixed on me, Lisa unbuttons her jacket and slips it off her shoulders. Her purple bra barely contains


    her voluptuous tits. She reaches into the pile of hair piled on her head and removes a bobby pin.


    She shakes her head, and wavy hair falls to her shoulders.


    Lisa smiles seductively and slides her hand between her legs. She grabs her crotch.


    "You want some of this?" she asked.


    I swallow hard, thinking that maybe this gang-fuck thing won''t be so bad. The words won''te, so


    I just nod.


    Lisa reaches slowly into her panties. I''m thinking she''ll go as far as her clit and start fingering


    herself. But her hand goes deeper-- far deeper-- almost to her ass. I can''t figure out what the hell


    she''s doing. Is she going to finger her asshole?


    Lisa doesn''t leave me wondering for long. Her hand slide inside her big bag only toe out with a


    big strap-on and wore it on her waist. My eyes bulge. Everyone in the roomughs, except for me.


    "Now it''s time to y," Lisa says. "Get over here and get on your knees."


    Lisa pulls down her panties and steps out of them.


    .


    .


    I slide off the couch and drop my knees onto the hard, white ceramic tile. I''m not exactly sure what


    I''m supposed to do so I just stare at Lisa''s strap-on for a second. It''s sticking straight out of a patch


    of neatly trimmed pubic hair and pulsating with her heartbeat.


    God pleasee to my rescue. This is too bad for me. I Know I''ve done wrongs but I don''t deserve


    this. This is insane.


    I make an "o" with my mouth and slip Lisa''s cock inside. The guys whoop as I push my head down


    her shaft. I turn my eyes up toward Lisa''s face. She looks back with her lips slightly parted and a


    building fire in her eyes.


    I''m settling into a nice rhythm when Lisa suddenly jerks her strap-on out of my mouth.


    "Turn around and bend over," she says.


    "Why?" I asked.


    "It''s hammer time," she said.


    Am not doing. "I said standing up to my fit. And Nobody should dare.


    The huge guy rushed me immediately and gave me I sounding p whichnded me on the floor.


    "Cooperate or I will handle you myself" He shouted at me.


    "Naked him and get his ass prated" Franca ordered.


    "Get off me!" I shouted pushing Lisa off me.


    Just then a faint knocknded on the door.


    Did you invite any other person? "Lisa asked franca as the intruder keeps knocking".


    I don''t think, you can open the door and check.


    This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    She walked to the door, opening it she was stunned.


    Who''s there? Any problem over there? "Franca asked".


    Just then 4 police men walked in, one pointing gun on Lisa''s head as she walks slowly keeping her


    hands above her head.


    I feel revived. Finally.


    How dare you intrude in my privacy? And who invited them here? "She asked starring at me".


    "Madam you have the right to remain silent, anything you say or do will be used against you in the


    court ofw." The inspector said.

 Unlike other days

    Unlike other days


    Don''t dare tell me to be silent. Who invited you guys here? No body have the right to interfere into


    my privacy." She shouted at the inspector.


    "Handcuff her!" The inspector ordered.


    Other dudes we''re just standing not knowing what to say while franca continued ranting.


    You have to exin what I did before arresting anybody here. This is illegal, what do we do?


    "Franca said".


    "We will exin better when we get to the station . Arrest all of them!" He ordered.


    They handcuffed all of them except franca as she refused to be dominated. They were dragged out


    by other police men.


    "Sorry we didn''te on time sir!. I hope there is no much damage". The inspector said.


    "It''s ok sir, at least you guys finallye. Am happy for that. "I replied".


    "So what happened? What did they do?" He asked.


    "I think I can exin better in the office." I said.


    "Exin now because they can''t enter the cell without any exnation from you. Even the current


    arrest is illegal" He said.


    "Ok have a seat let''s talk." I said.


    "Ok, go on am Llistening" He said sitting down.


    "It''s been a while now. My step-mom franca has been my daily nightmare. She''s been sexually


    abusing me. She once raped me and make me do things I don''t want to do.


    So i called after I discovered her ns against me. If not that I called, by now my ass hole could


    have been messed up." I said.


    "What about her friends. Are they gays or what? U have any agreement with them?" He asked.


    "No, not atall, I don''t even know some of them. All these drama''s was projected by my step-mom". I


    said.


    "I woke up to see her letter, telling me to dress like a woman ande over here. I didn''t know


    what she''s up to until I met one of her member downstairs who said he''sing for a party my


    step-mom was holding. Looking at the guy and the way he talks. I suspected he''s either a gay or


    bisexual. So I took an action by calling you guys." I added.


    "Wow. This is a serious. But why is she so wicked and how can you be so subjected, you are big


    enough to decide on what to do and what not to do. Are you still a kid? " He asked.


    "Not that, I feel like a have no option than to do whatever she says because she kept a sharp knife


    on my neck , my hand tied backwards, any movement will be the end of my life." I said.


    "I don''t understand what you are saying." He said.


    "She''s ckmailling me." I replied.


    "What happened? Tell me more." He said.


    "I don''t think it''s something I can disclose to you now. I had to tell my dad before anything else. Just


    keep them in the cell for me" I concluded.


    "It''s alright. Lemme join them." He said shaking my hand.


    We stroll down together. Franca was still ranting, telling the cops they don''t have the right to arrest


    her, even to intrude into her privacy.


    I entered my dad''s car and drive home straight. At least am save. But I still have big problem. How


    will I exin to my dad, how will I convince him after telling him everything.


    I was in my room thinking on what to do when my phone rang. I looked. It was my dad.


    Me: Hello


    Dad: what am I hearing?


    Me: what''s that dad?


    Dad: Are you asking? Aren''t you aware that your step-mom was arrested?


    Me: Am aware dad, am on my way to the police to know what happened. "I lied".


    Dad: Stay with your stepsister. Don''t go anywhere. Aming back tomorrow morning. Very early


    in the morning.


    Me: But dad.


    Dad: what is it?


    Me: There''s something I would love to tell you once youe back.


    Dad: It''s alright, but is it rted to her arrest.


    Me: Somehow, I will tell you everything.


    Dad: Ok take care. Aming back.


    I cut the call and drop it on the bed as my heart started beating fast. This move might cause a big


    damage, but it''s not something I will keep hiding. I have to confess to him.


    .


    .


    *The next day*


    A hard knock came on my door while am still asleep. Randy! "Vicky shouted while banging on my


    door".


    Yes! "I responded with a loud voice".


    I came down from the bed and open the door.


    Good morning. "She greeted". How was your night. "I asked as usual".


    "It wasn''t fine randy, where is my mom? I didn''t see her throughout yesterday. Do you know where


    she is?" Vicky asked.


    "I will tell you once dades back." I replied.


    "When dades back, so I should wait till dades." She said.


    "Calm down she''s fine." I said.


    "Where is she, that''s what I wanted to know. Tell me." She insisted.


    "I said I will tell you when dades." I replied.


    "When is dading?" She asked.


    "He might be on his way now. He said he will being back this morning." I said.


    "Ok will be waiting, but am worried." She said.


    This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    Don''t worry, your mom is fine.


    As we are talking, we heard our dad''s car drove in. "Its dad!" Vicky shouted running downstairs.


    I stood there thinking on how to arrange words and tell my dad. God Pleasee to my Aid.


    .


    .


    I walked downstairs and greeted him, Vicky had already took his stuffs inside.


    "So what did you want to tell me? Be fast about it I want to visit the station now and know what


    happened." He asked sitting down on the couch.


    "Like is said before, its something rted to mom arrest. First, am the one who called cops to arrest


    her and others." I said.


    "You did what!? How can you arrest my mom!" Vicky shouted from nowhere.


    "So what happened?" He asked staring at e.


    "U know....." I tried to say.


    "I don''t know.." He cuts me off.


    It all started after she caught me and Vicky...


    Saying that Vicky was stunned. My dad removed his eye-ss to hear what am about to say clearly.

 Confession

    Confession


    "I wish you will understand, I wish you can find a ce in your heart to forgive me. I failed you but


    that''s not my will. I can''t me the devil, but me myself for been unable to control myself.


    I can notice changes on my dad face. I wonder how he will react after an done exining.


    So it all happens that she...she... she


    "Talk am listening, but let it not be what am thinking." He said.


    Thats when i knew it won''t end well. I can see Vicky trembling in Fear.


    I continued.....


    "She caught us doing it." I said.


    "Doing what?" He asked.


    She.. She..she..


    "I can see you are not ready to talk, you will continue when Ie back." He said sitting up.


    "Sorry dad, i will talk now." I said dropping on my kneels, tears started rolling down my cheek.


    "Will you talk now or I leave, you are wasting my time." He yelled at me.


    If I start from our own event, he might not have the patient to listen to the other story, so I decided to


    talk about me&franca''s side of the confession.


    "Mom has been sexually abusing me from the day you travelled." I said.


    "Sexually abusing you? How?" He asked.


    *She forced me to do fetish things which are not my willing. She made me have sex with her,


    threatening to tell you what I did." I said shedding tears.


    He bes weak immediately and sat on the couch looking up at the ceiling.


    I continued.


    "Not only that dad, she said she will be having sex with me whenever she want.


    So yesterday she wrote a letter to me, telling me toe to a hotel, dressed like a woman". I said.


    "Someone should wake me up from this nightmare." He said still looking up at the ceiling.


    I dressed like she said and..,


    Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    "You did what!?" He cuts in.


    "I can''t believe what you are saying now, you mean franca did all these things? In this house?" He


    asked.


    When I got there, I got to find her ns on time and called the cops. You can listen to this voice


    record, it was recording while we are in the room.


    I put the voice note, set it in loud speaker and handed the phone over to him. He collected it and


    starts listening.


    ..


    .


    He adjusted himself, his face change which made his eyes widened in shock as the voice record


    reached the time franca I said;


    You know your father is cheating on me, don''t you?"


    "I could divorce him and take half of everything he owns. But you know what? It''s not enough. Your


    father has so much money I wouldn''t even Know. He could keep right on with his women and cars


    and trips to Europe without even pausing to catch his breath."


    "I want his son''s soul."


    "You are going to be my bitch here."


    "It means that I''m turning you to my sex ve. Your main purpose in life will be to satisfy my twisted


    appetites.


    "See, I''m a member of a secret little sex club. There are about 20 of us. I think you''ve already met


    one of the other members-- Phil, down at the front desk."


    "Anyway, we get into all kinds of weird group sex.


    "You''re going to get gang-fucked,"


    .


    .


    He couldn''t hold on any longer, so it fall off his hand.


    Francaaaa, Francaaaaa what did I do to you? Why..... Why...... Why.


    "One more thing dad." I said.


    "No need to tell me anything again, she''s going back to father''s house from that cell. How can a


    responsible womanmit that type of abomination. Oh my God!." He eximed.


    As i said before dad.


    I continued.....


    She caught me and.... I looked at Vicky as she''s crying on the floor.


    "She caught me and Vicky having sex and..."


    What did you just say....


    Dad am sorry, it was not my intention to do it, she. ..she....she seduced me dad.


    Just tell me you are jocking. "He said".


    Dad am very sorry, I couldn''t control myself. Dad please forgive me. "I said crying and pleading".


    Vicky was at the other side crying. She is the cause of all these things.


    "You people wants to kill me before my time. I trusted you both, am even making proud of you two,


    using two of you as a Good example not knowing am living with devils.


    Just kneel there and wait for me." He said rushing to his room.


    This was the first time seeing my dad running. I noticed it won''t end well if I stay any longer. My dad


    has a Gun in his room. He wouldn''t mind shooting us to death out of anger.


    I ran out and Vicky joined me.


    "Where are you running to" Vicky asked running after me, crying.


    "Anywhere." I shouted.


    *You are not dressed, we can''t run out like this. People will think we have ran mad." she said.


    "Who cares" I said still running for my life while she''s running after me.

 Wanted

    Wanted


    "Randy Wait for me!." Vicky shouted running after me.


    "Stop following me, did I tell you to join me? I replied angrily.


    "So you want me to die?" She asked.


    "It''s even better if you die. Its you that caused all this drama." I said stopping.


    "Oyae and kill me nah. It''s not even my fault becw you are the one who started it in the car.


    I wonder what you were thinking when you are doing it. Mom and dad were in the car and you we''re


    arousing me. It won''t have happened if you stayed quite". She said walking behind me.


    (People were starring at us. I wonder what they were thinking.)


    "Were you not the one twerking on myp as you sat down" I replied.


    "Jesus! Randy! Me twerking on yourp, when? I can see you don''t know what to say.


    You were the one touching me. You were even the one that said I should sit up that you wanted to


    adjust, next thing is pulling my skirt. I was not even on the mood but you aroused me." She said.


    "Yes I did it, I initiated it, then? Why must you moan. She noticed after she heard you moan." I said.


    "So I should shut up and not moan when I big rod is inside me right?, let''s stop this argument


    please. It''s your fault not me" She said.


    "Are you with any money here?" I asked her.


    "The one you gave me to keep for you?" She replied.


    "Just tell me you don''t have, simple, what''s your problem!". I yelled at her.


    "What are doing with money?. "She asked".


    "To eat it, fool. I can see you like the gown you are wearing." I said.


    My dick was busy dangling from left to right as am walking faster. I got to a shop selling clothes and


    entered.


    "Sorry, I need clothes." I said covering my dick.


    "Hey! Leave this ce, I don''t attend mad person." The shop keeper shouted at me.


    "what''s this insult about! Am not mad, armed robbers stormed our house and we managed to


    escape, that''s why we are like this. Pls we are not mad." I said.


    "You sure?" He asked.


    "stop asking unnecessary questions and just give me clothes lemme cover myself" I said.


    "For free or are you buying? "He asked".


    "Do i look poor to you? Am buying it. I need a nice shirt, white singlets, jean and shoe." I said.


    I can see shock wriiten on his face. Is he thinking that am a poor guy. If not because of this witch


    beside me, what am I doing here. I don''t walk in street talk less of buying cloths in a shop like this.


    He went inside, select a niceplete outfit and came back.


    "All these are how much?" I asked.


    "But wait, where will you get the money u will give me, I can see your boxer don''t have pocket." He


    Said.


    "Vicky are you with anything? "I asked".


    Yes, am with my phone. "She replied".


    "Ok we will do transfer. So how much is all. "I asked".


    Shirt 3k, singlets 1k, shoe 7.5k, jean 5k. "He replied".


    Add cap too. Vicky are you not buying? "I asked".


    That''s what am thinking. "She said".


    Continue thinking, bettere and buy cloths. "I said".


    I collected the clothes, wore it there and wait for Vicky as she started selecting cloths. After she''s


    done, she paid the shop keeper through transfer and we continue our journey.


    "So where are we going now?" She asked.


    "To the station." I replied.


    "To the station? To do what?" She asked.


    "You like stressing me with questions.Where do you want us to go? That''s the only ce safe to go.


    At least release your mum. And beside, we might meet dad there and settle the matter with the


    police. I said.


    "I think thats a Good idea. So you have sense like this." She said smiling.


    "So are you trying to say I don''t have sense before?" I asked turning to her.


    "No nah, can''t someone joke with you again?


    Besides if you had have sense, would you have sex with me in the car? Someone that have sense


    won''t do that." She said.


    I stopped, looked at her for a while and continue walking.


    Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    As we we''re getting closer, my heart started vibrating, beating faster and faster.


    We got to the gate, I peep inside and saw my dad, mom and other guys outside. My step-mom was


    kneeling down begging my dad to forgive her.


    I threw the cap away and walked in along with Vicky. Getting closer we dropped on our kneels and


    started crying which drew their attention.


    My dad tried to rush me but luckly for me, the cops caught hold of him.


    We continue crying, begging him for forgiveness.


    "Even if you cry blood out, I will never forgive you or even ept you as my son again." I yelled at


    me.


    "Arrest him, torture him very well." He ordered.


    "Dad Please am sorry" I begged.


    "You must be vey stupid for calling me dad." He replied.


    "Its the work of the devil. "I said".


    "Devil kill you there, its the devil that it doing it right? Don''t let kill you with my bare hands now." He


    said.


    "Inspector what are you still waiting for? Drag him inside the cell, put him in the worst cell. And for


    you franca, you are going back to your father''s house, along with your evil daughter."Dad said


    entering his car".


    "Don''t leave me dad!" I shouted in tears as he drove out with reckless abandon.

 Reconciliation.

    Reconciliation.


    I Shouted and shouted but he couldn''t stop.


    "What did you do to your dad?" One officer asked. I ignored him and continue crying.


    "Will you Shut up and stop making noice, big boy like you dey cry like a kid. Who knows what evil


    youmitted, children of nowadays." The one behind me said.


    "Get up and follow me!" Another onemanded"


    "To where?" I asked looking up at him.


    "Home,mon follow me, you are going to cell as your dad said.


    "Are you ok? What did he do?." The inspector asked folding his hands.


    "You are here when his dad said we should put him in cell and torture him." He replied.


    "Put him in cell and torture him, for doing what? What was his reason? Did he used him of


    anything?" Inspector asked.


    But....


    *But what? He said we should put him I a cell for doing what?


    Am sorry sir.


    Franca had gone, maybe she ran after my father''s car the time he drove off. Other guys have


    disappeared.


    "Randy!." The DPO shouted my name.


    I looked and saw him standing at the main door entrance.


    "Let''s see in my office." He said.


    "Ok sir." I replied sitting up to my feat.


    I wipe my tears and followed him. We got to his office and sat down.


    "I was surprised seeing your dad in that mood. What happened? Is because you arrested his wife


    or...... Just tell me.. What did you do? "He asked".


    I won''t have tell you this but I have to. You see, what happened is that. I..I... I had sex with my step-


    sister. Yes I know its very wrong, I know it even when its about to happen. I couldn''t control myself


    at the moment, I tried as much as possible but I couldn''t. "I said".


    "You know it''s an abomination?, Even though she''s not your blood, your dad paid her mom bride


    price making her his daughter and your sister aswell.


    The did has been done, next is to settle the matter.


    I would like to know what''s on your mind. What are you nning to do at this moment?" He asked.


    "I don''t really know what to do. All I need now is his forgiveness. I don''t know what to do now." I


    said.


    "So see what will happen. Ehmm... Find anycefortable ce outside and sit, I will go with


    you." He said.


    "OK sir." I replied.


    I sat up and took my leave. I came out and saw Vicky sitting outside. She sat up immediately she


    saw me.


    "What did he say?" She asked wipping her tears.


    "He said he will help me beg dad."I replied.


    "Am getting scared."She said.


    "Scared of what?" I asked.


    "Scared of going back with my mom, I don''t want to go with her. Am sure your dad will never ept


    her back." She said.


    "Don''t worry, everything will Gonna be alright. I guess you are hungry?" I asked.


    Am not, I don''t want to eat. "She said".


    .


    .


    We stood inside hanging around, waiting for the Dpo.


    After few hours with seems like forever, he came out with two officer.


    *Hey! Randy!." He shouted my name.


    "Sir!" I quickly responded.


    "Come let''s go." He said.


    I stood up and Vicky followed me. We entered and sat at the back seat with him as the driver drove


    off.


    "I will go in alone first and talk with him. Two of you will stay out side till i alert you toe.


    Can I have your mobile number." He asked.


    "Am not with my phone here, its inside." I said.


    "Am with mine, lemme call my number." Vicky offered.


    "It''s alright." DPO said.


    She called her number and he collected it. We got to the mention and came down, he went inside


    alone while we stood outside.


    After 1hour, Vicky''s phone rang and she picked up.


    Vicky: Hello sir


    DPO: Tell Randy toe inside.


    Vicky: ok sir.


    .


    .


    Randy, he said you can nowe inside. "She said".


    Ok thanks. "I replied".


    Can I join you? "She asked with a pity face".


    Wait here first, lemme settle with him first. "I said".


    I went in and saw my dad sitting on the left couch, while DPO is sitting at the right one. They were


    not talking, he was busy starring at me. My heart was beating like never before. I dropped on my


    kneels and start crying again.


    Am sorry dad. "I said looking down on the floor".


    Get up I''ve forgiven you. "He said, not even smiling".


    I will be on my way now. "DPO said sitting up".


    They exchange greetings and shake hands.


    .


    .


    Standing there, I don''t know if I should tell him about Vicky. She''s still outside waiting for me.


    Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    .


    The DPO left and he went inside his room.


    After few minutes, I sneaked out and saw Vicky standing outside alone, under the sun.


    I went back and headed to my father''s room. I knocked and Opened.


    Dad,


    Yes?


    "Vicky is still standing outside, should I tell her toe in? I asked.


    "Tell her toe and park her things. I will drop her to her mom house myself." He replied.


    I walked out, call her and gold her what my dad said. There''s no doubt that he has divorced her


    mom and she couldn''t stay with us.


    .


    .


    We went inside and I helped her park and arrange her stuffs.


    .


    "I will miss you" I said after we were done.


    "I will miss you too. Am not much worried cus I will stille back again. Not as your step-sister.


    But as your...... I don''t know....... It can be possible if you really love me as I do." She said hugging


    me.

 Trouble

    Trouble


    *Few monthster*


    Now I had Jennifer sitting in the back seat with her blouse and bra opened exposing her breast, and


    a pair of white bikini cut panties. As I leaned in to suck on Jennifer''s breasts again I ced my right


    hand on the narrow strip of white cotton that covered Jennifer''s


    treasure chest.


    I rubbed the material gently against her pussy eliciting a soft moan from


    her. As I slipped my fingers under Jennifer''sst line of protection and teased her vaginal lips,


    Jennifer''s hips began to lift trying to increase the contact between my fingers and her


    pussy. When I finally let my fingers prate her, Jennifer began humping against my hand. As she


    continued the humping motion Jennifer said, "Come inside me now. I want you now."


    After a short fight trying to get my pants off Jennifer suggested that in the future we both wear skirts.


    When I had finally removed my pants I pulled off my jockey shorts and then I reached for my wallet


    and pulled out a condom.


    When Jennifer saw the condom she said,


    "You don''t need that. I''m safe. I''m on the pill and I want to feel your juices inside me".


    Are you sure? "I asked".


    Are you scared? Don''t worry am on pill, nothing will happen. "She saidughing".


    But it''s safe to use condom, not only for pregnancy but...


    You have HIV? "She cuts in".


    No but...


    But what, don''t be scared, doing like a small boy.


    .


    .


    To make her happy and satisfied, I dropped my wallet and the condoms on the floor and removed


    Jennifer''s panties. Jennifer slid down on the seat and after trying a few different positions we settled


    on having Jennifer put her right leg up on the back of the front seat and her left leg going up the


    back seat with her foot on the rear deck under the window. This way I was able to get between her


    legs and get my cock into her pussy. I had known all along that Jennifer wasn''t a virgin but she was


    so tight that she could easily have made me believe she was


    a virgin if she wanted to.


    When I was finally all the way inside her tight, warm, and juicy love tunnel I wasying on top of her


    with my knees bent and my feet pressing against the


    window in the drivers side back door. My cock and balls were extremely happy where they were but


    my back and legs weren''t and I could tell by the way Jennifer kept trying to adjust her position that


    she wasn''t any morefortable than me. In spite of our difort we were both able to achieve


    orgasm.


    When we had finished we decided to just get out of the car to get dressed. The fact that it was


    November and the temperature was in the low fifties just made us dress that much


    faster.


    On the way back to the campus I was afraid that Jennifer was disappointed with me because of the


    difort of our coupling. The fact that she didn''t speak on the way back to campus didn''t help my


    insecurity. When I pulled up in front of her dorm, Jennifer kissed me so tenderly yet at the same


    time with so much passion that my cock started to get


    hard again. Then she said, "I love you. Call me tomorrow." She was smiling at me as she closed the


    door.


    I got home, took my bath andy on the bed smiling. My phone rang and it was Vicky. I''ve only


    called her once since I left. I picked it up.


    Me: Hello


    Vicky : you have forgotten me.


    Me: No, don''t say that, how will I forget you.


    Vicky: This is how you threat your only love? Anyway I have a Good news for you.


    Me: Good news? What''s that?


    Vicky: Am pregnant!


    Me: Just tell me you are joking. Why will you be pregnant.


    Vicky: Am not joking, my mum found out yesterday and we went and do test and it was confirmed.


    This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    Hearing that my heart started beating faster.


    Me: what are you nning to do?


    Vicky: nning to do how? , are you not happy that am pregnant for you? This is a direct ticket to


    be together again.


    Me: Happy? How will you expect me to be Happy. You better go and...


    Just then someone cuts in, it was her mom


    .


    .


    .


    * My strict dad


    * My new girl Jennifer


    * Vicky pregnancy


    * Franca the Lucifer

 Everything....terrible

    Everything....terrible


    Franca: You stupid idiot. What are you trying to say?


    Me: Good.. Good afternoon


    Franca: Good afternoon kill you there.


    Me: Madam you need to calm down.


    Franca: You still have the mouth to talk right? You made me loose my husband now you got my


    daughter pregnant. You think you will go Scot free?


    Me: It''s not really my fault because she''s the one who seduced me. I was in my room and she and


    intrude. I even beg her to allow me to use protection and she refused, why ming me for


    everything.


    Franca: I can see you can now talk.


    Me: Am just telling you the truth.


    Franca: Just shut up there. Goat. Lemme tell you, she will never abort this baby. You must marry


    her.


    Me: But....


    Franca: But what? If you don''t want to see the beast in me, better do what I said. If not, I will show


    you the other side of me which you have never seen in your life.


    Me: Just calm down nah, it has not gotten to this. I like Vicky, but...


    Franca: But what...


    Me: I don''t want to Marry her, I have a girl friend.


    Franca: You must be mad, you hear? You are.....


    Me: Hello? I couldn''t hear her. Maybe itswork. I drop my phone on my bed and lie down facing


    the ceiling, thinking about my life. I don''t want to marry Vicky. I will never marry her.


    I made up mind to got for weekend, then inform my dad about Vicky''s pregnancy and know what he


    will say. So the next day. I started preparing.


    .


    .


    .*Randy Pov*


    That moment when you have no choice but to obey your dad. You''re trapped and helpless.


    "Everything have been settled. All you have to do is go and buy a ring of your choice" DAd said .


    I cussed under my breath.Dad is making me marry her.


    I have to.


    Am forced to marry her. But am sure of one thing, after the babyes, am going to divorce her.


    And marrying her doesn''t cage me at all.


    I can still f**k any girl I want.


    I left the house angrily.


    I''m going to make sure I ruin Vicky''s life.


    She''s going to leave me on her own wish after I have finished dealing with her.


    *A month After the wedding Wedding Night*


    .


    Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    .


    .


    *Vicky Pov*


    I stayed on my bed rubbing my tummy. Very soon someone will be calling me ''mom''


    I sighed. But am just 17 years old. Ever since we got married, he has been treating me badly. I


    wonder what I did to him.


    As I wasying down, he walked in. He came and joined me on the bed and starts to rub my thighs.


    I removed his hands.


    "Come on vicky, let''s do it" he said.


    "Do what?"I asked pretending to be dumb.


    "You know what I mean. I need to screw right now" he said. I smiled.


    "Okay. I''ll just go wear my thongs..." I said smirking I left the bed and walked out of the room. I


    headed for his room, went in and locked the door andid down on the bed.


    He''ll never have me. Not again. Maybe he should consider doing it alone He knocked but I refused


    to open up. He left after a while.


    *Next day*


    I woke up and left ''s room for mine.


    I start to hear loud moans and groans. I ran downstairs to meet mike and ady f**king in the living


    room.


    He just crossed the line.Game on. Two can y this game.


    Luckily, The idiot hasn''t noticed my presence since he was busy drilling thedy. I ran back to my


    room and took my phone. I returned to the living room and hid by the wall.


    I turned on the recorder and started to video them. He has the guts to bring a slut to our matrimonial


    home.


    He''s going to pay for this.They were done and began panting. Randy pulled up his pants and took


    his wallet. He gave the bitch alot of cash and she fixed her clothes before leaving.


    "Enjoyed the show?" Randy asked and I knew he was referring to me.


    I came out of my hiding ce.


    "No, I should be asking you. Did you enjoy yourself?" I asked.


    He chuckled.


    "She''s the best. I can choose her hole over and over again. She''s great more than your tight boring


    hole"


    He replied smirking.


    geez, he''s words hit me. How can he insult me like that?


    "It''s tight but pure. I know you''ll never admit I was golden down there.... You''d rather brag about a


    whore whose hole is as wide and ungodly like the dirty streets of New York. I can sense you already


    have AIDS so don''t even dream of touching me again"


    I said, turned and stylishly went upstairs.


    I heard him scoff from behind.


    *Randy POV*


    After having a shower, I came downstairs to have breakfast. All that f**king made me hungry.


    The girl I screwed with is Vanessa. She always knows how good I want it.


    She''s always at my beck and call. So if Vicky denies me s3x, I''ll just call Vanessa.


    I got to the kitchen. Our new maids are still at the big Mansion.


    Dad said Vicky and I will have to do everything on our own for the next two weeks.


    The pregnant pepper (Vicky) was sitting on the kitchen table eating chips. Is she even allowed to


    eat that? Anyway, I really don''t care.


    I walked straight to the fridge to check what''s avable and edible. There''s no way am asking Vicky


    to cook for me. I still want to live to spend money and f**k all kinds of girls.


    I took two eggs. I n on making tea and then have it with toast and omelette.


    "Randy, give me a bottle of yoghurt from the fridge" Vicky said pouting.


    Wait a sec...


    I looked behind me. She''s actually talking to me. Does she think she can just order me around!!??


    "Am waiting" she chipped snapping her fingers.


    "Are you seriously talking to me?" I asked.


    She scoffed and rolled her eyes.


    "I said help me get a yoghurt from there" she repeated.


    "No, I won''t" I said and shut the fridge taking my eggs with me to the gas cooker.


    "You might want to change your mind..." She said like she was singing.


    I turned to look at her. She was holding her phone up for me to see.


    She tapped on it and a clip of me and Venessa making out started to y!


    "If you don''t do what I tell you to do, your DAd will be the next person watching this" she says.


    I scoffed.


    "I''ll tell mom you edited it. I''ll tell her it''s a fake" I said.


    She sighed.


    "Okay, have it your way" she said and tried to send it.


    geez!!


    Who am I kidding?? Dad will know Its true. He just loves and trusts Vicky much!


    "Okay stop!!!


    "What... What did you want? Yoghurt right?" I stuttered running to the fridge.


    Sheughed and dropped her phone.


    "No, I don''t want yoghurt again. I want us to go to the mall with your credit card and you''ll let me buy


    whatever I want!


    "After that, you''ll carry me around the parking lot before we enter the car and go to the amusement


    park!" She said happily.


    Seriously??

 Missing

    Missing


    *Randy Pov*


    My breakfast was totally ruined with what Vicky just did. ckmailing me like that...


    I went to my room and brought out my briefcase. It contained all my credit cards. I took one and left


    the room. Vicky was waiting at the living room.


    "Randy, let''s go now so we can go to the amusement park before it gets crowded" she whined like a


    baby.


    I rolled my eyes and we left the house. We got to the mall and I ''opened'' the door for her which is


    something I don''t usually do. Just to please the pregnant pepper.


    I walked some distance away from her As we entered the mall.


    "Okay, what do you want?" I asked and she squealed like a baby.


    "Let''s buy shoes first" she said going to the clothing section.


    I followed her like a sheep cause I hardly go to the mall. I don''t know a thing about this ce, it''s the


    maids that run errands for me.


    She starts to grab jeans and leggings which I assume are going to be very tight on her.


    Is she taking them to make me mad or what?


    "How can you wear those when you''re pregnant? Won''t it...affect the baby somehow??" I stuttered


    trying not to sound like I care.


    "Then help me select better ones that wont hurt our baby. " she air quoted.


    I grabbed the trousers she was holding and threw them to the floor.


    "Try something like this" I said taking a big jean from the hanger.


    She gasped.


    This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    "Do you hate me this much? How do you expect me to where something so big?, it won''t even hold


    on your mom''s waist" she stated angrily.


    I took the jean and held her by her shoulder.


    "C''mon, let''s go and try it" I said.


    "Try what? It looks like you don''t want me to get noticed by guys around. You want to hide my


    beauty" she said tapping my forehead as she spoke.


    Drama queen


    "You want me to be stuck with you" she said and scoffed.


    "You''re not even thest person I would care about on earth. I was just concerned for my baby. I am


    the one that created him, right? But if you want to wear rags and explosive clothes, sooth yourself."


    I said and let go of her.


    I dropped the trouser on the floor while she picked the ones I got rid off. She even took a dozen


    crop tops and mini skirts...she''s driving me crazy!


    I saw a busty cheek nearby picking clothes. Just her backside can make a man bow...


    I approached her and she gasped on seeing someone like me in person..


    I became a celebrity cause am a hottie. Very cute and s*xy guy.


    Vicky should know she''s lucky to have a baby with me. She should be lucky I gave her a VIP time


    while we made out and now she''s my wife.


    She''s really lucky.


    The girl smirked.


    "Do you need help with that?" I asked her and she blushed and nodded.


    I helped her take a shirt from a table next to her and give it to her. I''ll just y with her till pregnant


    pepper is done shopping.

 Crazy couples

    Crazy couples


    Vicky pov*


    I came out with all the clothes I had and got quite a shock. Randy with a bustydy.... What does he


    think of me?


    And here I thought he was setting things right between us.


    I smiled as an idea came to mind...


    I left the scene and looked for somewhere to hide. If he have never been so worried in his life, he


    would now..


    *Randy POV*


    I stopped my conversation with the cute girl the moment I noticed Vicky was taking so long.


    I went to the back of the clothe collection where she should be but she wasn''t there.


    I chuckled.


    Vicky, missing??!


    My dad would kill me...


    Was she kidnapped?


    I rushed to the counter to let them know am looking for my pregnant pepper, scratch that, pregnant


    wife. They all set out to look for her. Oh my God Vicky, where are you?


    For the first time in my life,


    I actually care to know where someone was


    We looked for Vicky for like 3 hours and am already going insane.


    My hair is a mess


    My Gi top was already sweaty.


    How do I tell dad?


    She got lost at the mall?


    He''ll tell me I wasn''t watching my wife. I wasn''t paying attention to her.


    I looked behind me to see Pregnant pepper walking to me. She even have the guts to catwalk!!


    She pouted her lips.


    "Am done taking what I want, let''s go and pay" she said with the most innocent face.


    *Randy pov*


    We went home with what she bought. I ordered food for myself and ate in satisfaction while she


    cooked her own dinner. She ate it hot with the raspberry yogurt.


    I had my bath and came to the sitting room to watch movie. I n on watching the most horror


    movie of the week.


    I get thetest movie installed in my TV. I grabbed the remote when Preggy pepper walked in.


    geez, what is she still doing awake? She hasn''t even taking her bath yet. She sat beside me


    "Hubby what are we watching?" She asked beaming.


    I rolled my eyes.


    "There''s no ''we'' here and also, this is a horror movie. It''ll scare the hell out of you and it might affect


    my baby" I stated.


    She scoffed.


    "You don''t know me Steve... Am a strong woman and brave as well. How can amon movie


    scare me?" Sheughed...


    "This is not an ordinary film woman, this is much fetish and scary more than you can imagine " I


    said.


    "I don''t care... We''re watching it together" she said shifting closer to me.


    "Okay" I simply said and the movie started.


    ~~~~~


    *Vicky pov*


    oh my God, what am I watching???


    I felt like holding randy by his clothe.


    Jesus!! The dead woman is right beside her!!


    "Ahhh!" I screamed and jumped on Randy.


    "I warned you" he sneered smirking.


    I almost want to cry!


    He switched off the movie.


    "That''s enough for tonight strong woman, let''s go to bed" he said and we stood up leaving the living


    room.


    *RANDY*


    I was in my room about to sleep after chatting with my friends and cousin when the door opened


    and Vicky sneaked in.


    What''s...


    What''s she doing here,? She approached my bed.


    "Can I please sleep in your room? " she asked.


    Huh?


    Did I hear that right?


    "Why?" I asked.


    "My bed is too hard for me" she said.


    Hmph.


    "Uh... Okay" I said and shifted a bit while sheid on the bed.


    She''s still wearing her normal clothes.


    And her body feels hot...


    She hasn''t taken her bath yet.


    "Pepper, have you taken your bath?" I asked her.


    "No" she muttered.


    Iughed.


    "You''re too scared to go to the bathroom?" I asked.


    "I see the ghost there" she whispered.


    "Okay hun... I''ll escort you to my own bathroom so you can shower and wear one of my shirt" I


    offered.


    She nodded and I took her to the bathroom.


    "Take off your clothes" I said.


    "No, you want to see me nude?!" She retorted.


    "Okay then, am going outside" I said but she held me.


    "Fine, am taking them off" she muttered.


    I turned to watch her ready to enjoy the view. She took off her clothes and stepped under the


    shower.


    All this assets for me?


    Why can''t she let me have her already?


    But one thing is for sure, am not begging.


    She finished bathing and I handed her my shirt and she put it on. So pregnant pepper can be


    scared like this? We returned to the bed and she held me tightly.


    "Hubby hold me... I feel like the ghost is behind me" she said almost crying. I pulled her very close


    and turned off the light.


    I feel like watching horror movie all night with her. Atleast I get to enjoy her like this...


    ............


    *Vicky POV*


    I held Randy so he wouldn''t leave me. I don''t want to be this close to him but what do I do? The two


    ghosts in the movie kept hunting me.


    Either I see the girl or I see her mom...


    I should have just left Randy and his demonic movie.


    I slept after so much thoughts.


    *MORNING*


    I woke up when I heard something ringing. Oh, my phone. I quickly picked it up noticing Randy was


    jot in the room.


    It''s Randy''s dad calling.


    "Good morning Sir" I said scratching my eyes.


    "Morning . So sorry to wake you dear. You sound tired, I hope Randy is not stressing you out" she


    said.


    Such a nice Man...


    "No, he''s not. We''re good. I can handle his headaches" I said.


    I heard himugh.


    "Okay, go and cook, don''t leave your husband starving" He said enthusiastically and I rolled my


    eyes.


    Thank God He can''t see me.


    "I''ll Sir" I replied and he hung up.


    I looked at the phone He bought for me the day before my wedding....


    It''s so big and I think it''s thetest model.


    What am I going to do with such a big phone anyway?


    I looked at Randy''s side of the bed,


    He''s not even in the room. I saw an open briefcase at the far end of the bed.


    I stood up looking at the big shirt I was wearing. It''s so short down there.


    I went to the briefcase and looked into it.


    My eyes widened.


    Bundles of dor bill.


    So much money!


    Randy has all this?


    It made me remember the money Randy''s dad gave me for up keep but he gave me little and it''s


    about to finish. He said if I wanted more, I should ask Randy.., the idiot will make fun of me and see


    me as a begger.


    If only I was able to finish college... Atleast this would be an opportunity for me to hold such amount


    of money.


    I took two bundles and felt it. Now this is money. I grinned.


    The door opened and Randy walked in.


    Oh no!


    I quickly dropped it.


    I''ve fallen into temptation.


    "What are you trying to do? Do you want to steal from me?" He asked.


    Yea, I know he''ll say this.


    "Aren''t you my husband? I have the right to touch your money and also, what''s yours is mine so


    what''s the need of stealing it?"I pointed out.


    He scoffed.


    "If you want them just beg, no need to steal" he grouse


    "I said am not a thief!!" I said angrily.


    He smirked.


    "Yea, whatever" he said and walked to the wardrobe.


    He opened it and brought out a book.


    Its a hard pink cover and the book looked heavy.


    "What''s that?" I asked.


    "What else but A cook book. Am tired of eating trash so I want to have a healthy hot home made


    breakfast today" he said leaving the room.


    I went after him.


    "I''ll make breakfast for us" I said remembering his father''s words.


    "No, thank you" he said blowing me off.


    I smirked as an idea came to my mind.


    "Okay, let''s have a cooking contest. if I win, you give me all the money in that briefcase¨C"


    He cut me off.


    "And if I win, you''ll let me do whatever I want with you for the whole day" he said


    Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    I gulped. I''m not an expert in cooking but am sure I''ll cook better than him. We''ll take our food to the


    three neighbors at the estate and who ever gets more thumbs up wins. 2:1.


    hmph.


    "Okay, we have a deal" I said.


    He smiled a bit.


    "Alright, may the best cook win" he said and I nodded in agreement.

 Confused...

    Confused...


    *RANDY*


    "Ready wifey?" I asked vicky as she came downstairs after taking a quick bath unlike other days.


    "No...


    "Let''s leave the contest. I broke my wrist and I think I have headache" she said wincing.


    *Seriously?" i scoffed. Liar.


    "How can you back out now? What''s wrong?... Afraid I''ll beat you? Are you suddenly now a


    chicken" I asked trying to tease her.


    She grunts in a funny way and I think it''s really cute. What will our baby look like?


    "Fine..." She said and carried her food. I smirked and carried mine. I can''t wait to screw someone.


    We left our duplex to the next house. It''s a fat woman with four kids leaving their. Her husband is a


    commissioner whatever. She smiled on seeing us.


    She''s friendly but there''s one thing about her I don''t like, she likes Vicky''s hair.


    "So do you wash it every day? ¨C both night and day?" She asked vicky beaming.


    "Yes ma''am" vicky replied blushing.


    Thisdy might take her side...


    "Okay, that''s enough discussion. Taste both food and tell me the one you like best" I said dropping it


    on her dinning table.


    She took a spoon and scooped from Vicky''s te...


    "Mmm, so much pepper" she said and drank some water. Vicky the queen of pepper!!


    Thedy scooped from mine and tasted it.


    "Oh my goodness, so delicious!" Shemented taking another scoop.


    .


    .


    *Randy POV*


    We went to the neighbor''s house. I had no idea who lived there. Vicky seemed less bothered. Is she


    comfortable am winning her? Maybe she wants me to.


    She rang the doorbell and a tall guy stepped out. He stared at vicky with lovey eyes. Does he have


    a thing for my wife??


    Vicky smiled.


    "Hi Brandon" she said blushing.


    Oh geez,


    They know each other?


    "Hey Vicky." The asshole said to her. He then looked at me.


    "Hi" he said trying to shake me. I just stared at him sternly. He brought down his hand and chuckled


    like an idiot.


    "Um.. Sorry to bother you. I just need you to do something for us. Taste the two beef stew and tell


    us the one that tastes better" vicky said.


    "A couple cooking game. Cute" the Brandon guy said and took a spoon.


    He tasted mine and shrieked.


    He shook his head...


    Then he tasted Vicky''s own.


    "Wow...so good. I love yours vicky. 100%" he said smiling broadly.


    Vicky smiled.


    "Thank you ." She said smirking.


    This is cheating! They know each other and the guy seems to like her!


    Anyways, one more neighbor to go. I looked at the two and saw Brandon trying to hold vicky. Does


    this guy value his d-ck?


    This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    I quickly took her hand from his and held her possessively.


    "Okay we''re done here. C''mon wifey" I said taking her along with me as we left for the next


    neighbor''s house.

 Love..,

    Love..,


    *Vicky*


    "do what?" he asked.


    I hit him on his chest yfully and he chuckled.


    I sat up and took off my top.


    he kissed me on my bare back trailing up to my neck.


    someone can''t wait.


    He sucked on my earlobe and it felt so good...


    New feelings and pleasure I couldn''t exin.


    They didn''t give us the chance of enjoying this during the time we were not yet married.


    It all felt new.


    He unhooked my bra and got rid off it.


    He stopped sucking and kissing my body parts and looked at me.


    He drew close and took my lips into his.


    Goosebumps..


    It feels so...


    Am speechless.


    He helps me remove my pants and undies. He took of his shirt and belt.


    He was on top of me but he kept his hands behind my head for support. He kissed me so nice and I


    moan into his lips.


    So intense and I could hardly catch my breath. He sucked on my lower lip and I wished he wouldn''t


    stop.


    I felt his two fingers on my warm v. I shuddered.


    He broke the kiss and brought his lips to my left n--ple. He sucked on it and I moaned helplessly


    rubbing his curly hair.


    Why does it have to feel soo good? It set up my arousal and I bit my lower lip taking in the pleasure.


    He moved to my right n--ple... Oh mama


    I held him so tight.


    "Don''t you dare stop" I bemoaned with my eyes closed.


    He stopped after a while and I felt his two fingers down there again. Rubbing and teasing.


    I felt wet down there.


    He brought his hard stick close to my v. He rubbed the tip around and it drove me crazy.


    He plunged in.


    I was expecting pain just like the first time but no, it wasn''t hurting like the previous time.


    He came in well and full and I felt full. He starts to ride me slowly. Is it because of the baby?


    "Are you okay?


    Should I reduce my pace?


    Should I stop?" He asked looking so concerned.


    I shook my head.


    "No... Please don''t" I breathed out.


    He continues the ride and he was fast with me. So fast. I couldn''t stop moaning and begging him to


    go faster.


    So much pleasure... How could it be this mind blowing and thrilling?


    He raised my up a bit and starts to deal with my v. I shreiked when we both reached climax.


    He released inside me and pulled out falling beside me on the bed. He held me close to him and


    covered us with the duvet. I panted softly.


    "Thanks" he said and kissed me on my cheeks.


    I removed my cheeks and tried to shift away from him but he still had his grip on me.


    "What did I do wrong?" He asked.


    "You tricked me into having sex with you and now you want to act like you care" I said.


    I heard him chuckle.


    He has the nerves.


    "You enjoyed it and that''s all that matters" he said behind me.


    "Am really tired. I have a headache. My head hurts" I mumbled.


    This content ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    "Am sorry pepper, it''s all my fault" he said and kissed my neck.


    "Stop calling me that. It makes me feel like a bad person" I said pouting.


    "Okay wifey. I''ll get you a new nickname" he said and I smiled.


    I closed my eyes as I felt really sleepy and tired.

 Annual dinner gathering

    Annual dinner gathering


    *Randy pov*


    Our honeymoon was finally over and dad sent three maids and guards to our house. I also have to


    resume work at my dadpany today. He gave me a position 2 months before our wedding since


    am about to have own family.


    I know my preggie pepper will miss me but she''s just pretending. She told me toeback the next


    day so she could rest and enjoy herself.


    I arrived at the office and the driver opened the door for me and I came down. Vanessa ran to us


    and carried my briefcase. We went in together.


    We haven''t spoken to each other since Vicky interrupted our make out the day I invited her.


    My dad employees weren''t so happy to see me again. Is it because they are all older than me? Who


    cares. It''s my Father''spany.


    I marked all the sad and suprised faces, I''ll get them fired at the end of the day.


    Vanessa closed the door after we''ve entered my office. I sat on my desk and she dropped the


    briefcase close by.


    "Good Morning sir" she said not maintaining eye contact.


    "Am sorry about¨C"


    "Forget all that. Tell me today''s schedule" I said sternly turning on myptop.


    "Okay...um...you have an executive meeting tomorrow, and also, we have tons of new endorsers


    and we''ve directed them all to the subpanies.


    Another important event...the annual dinner gathering is in two days at the grand hotel. You have to


    bring your wife along sir" she said and my eyes beamed at the mention of ''wife''.


    Vicky?


    I have to bring her along...


    But she''s pregnant and it''ll be stressful for her. I have to think of her health.


    "No, I''ll take you along. I''ll send you cash this evening, buy a nice dress" I said working with my


    laptop.


    "But sir...your wife¨C"


    "Don''t argue with me. Now go bring me the list of endorsers" I jibed.


    She gulped and left.


    *AT HOME*


    I came home to my lovely wife and found her watching TV with alot of snacks around her. Chips,


    sandwich, burger...


    This content ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    I sat beside her and kissed her on her cheek.


    "Hey hot sauce, am home" I said.


    She looked at me and sighed.


    "So my new nickname is hot sauce??" She asked and nodded staring at me.


    "If it''s not good then am going with pregnant pepper" I said and took a napkin cleaning her mouth


    with it.


    "How was your boring work?" She asked taking the remote.


    I chuckled.


    "It''s better than sitting at home all day watching cartoons" I said taking off my jacket.


    "Am a housewife, I don''t have a choice" she said pouting.


    "I won''t let you work even if you weren''t a housewife. I care hundred percent for my baby" I stated.


    "Whatever. Hope you know what you are doing in that office" She said.


    "You think am dump like you". I replied.


    "Whatever....let''s eat something, am hungry" she said like a baby and I helped her up.

 Continuation xmxm

    Continuation ''xmxm


    "oh no!". Vicky is adding weight! Her hips are bing wider and her thighs are


    sexier.


    She needs to rake it easy before she bes an overload.


    ~~~~


    I can''t tell Vicky about the dinner. She won''t want toe anyway. It''s all about the wealthy people


    and she might feel ufortable.


    I stroked her hair as she sleept beside me. We share my room now... Dads advice h h h.


    All this stress for f¨Cking her.


    *NEXT DAY*


    Work was cut short cause of the dinner today. I went home to get ready, Vanessa and I would meet


    there. No strings attached.


    Just for her to follow me around and note important infos. Vicky have to understand if she finds out


    I''m anyway.


    I met Vicky in her room in a blue sexy dress. Oh my God! She looks so s3xy!


    Her dress was glittering but...where is she going to?


    "Hey wifey, you used the money In the briefcase to buy this pretty dress?" I asked her holding her


    by her waist.


    "No, someone gave it to me" she said wearing her earrings.


    "Oh, why are you wearing it now?" I asked with a crumpled look.


    "Am going to the Annual dinner gathering of course with Brandon. Am his partner" she blurted and


    removed her wedding ring from her finger.


    What...what did she just say?


    what...what did she just say?


    "What do you mean you''re going with


    Brandon, that jerk?!" I yelled angrily.


    "I don''t have to repeat myself do I?" She said.


    "Tonight we''re going to go to that dinner


    as two different people not couples" she


    Added.


    "You''re a married woman for Christ sake"


    I jibed.


    "And you''re not right??? I can''t believe you didn''t tell me about the dinner. Why? Cause am a


    housewife, cause I didn''t finish school? You don''t want the world to know we''re married?" She


    asked pained.


    Oh geezz. Why is she talking like this. She''s misunderstanding me.


    "That''s not the reason. You are pregnant so I thought I would be stressing you out. I didn''t even


    think you''d befortable.in the mist of strangers" I said


    "Am not a child. You could have told me. Besides, it doesn''t matter now. Am going with Brandon. He


    invited me and bought me this dress..." She said.


    "You think I would let you go out with that


    scumbag??" I asked amused.


    "Stop calling him names! He''s my friend"


    she retorted throwing her ring on the table. Such a difficult woman.


    "You''re not going out with that guy and


    that''s final" I stated.


    She hit me on my chest.


    That hurts.


    "Who are you to control me you cheat! You''re going with your slut and here you''re trying to stop me


    from doing what I want?!!" She yelled angrily.


    She''s stressing the baby


    "Stop yelling... Just calm down" I said


    trying to touch her.


    "Stay away from me!" She pushed me away and stormed out of the room.


    How can she go out with that guy?


    *AT THE GATHERING*


    Vanessa and I arrived at the big event ce. So luxurious and lit with chandeliers at all corners. The


    whole hall was filled with wealthy billionaires and business tycoons.


    Thank God dad don''t attend this type of events. They send representatives. Am safe from dad''s


    scolding. I haven''t said a word to Vanessa since we sat down.


    I feel so uneasy with vicky going out with


    that jerk I hate so much. He likes Vicky.


    I can feel it. The event started and that was when I was able to spot Vicky where she sat with the


    Brandon guy.


    They were talking and Vicky can''t stop


    ~


    ~


    ~


    It was time for refreshments and we were


    served alot of delicacies but I lost my appetite cause of Vicky with that rascal. I couldn''t stop looking


    at her... She was backing me though. Am only able to see her fair smooth beautiful back. I messed


    up.


    Suddenly Brandon took a white handkerchief and wiped something off her face... I went crazy! I


    have to set things out with my pregnant pepper .


    *Vicky*


    Brandon and I were in his limo outside


    the event center. The dinner was almost


    over so we just stayed in our ride. Brandon wants to know so much about


    me.


    I had to tell him my story.


    "...We had sex and then I became


    pregnant with his child. He''s dad and my mom made him marry me though I like it, I love him but he


    hate me. He treats me badly ever since we got together as husband and wife.


    ...but I know after I give birth, he''ll leave me" I muffled.


    "I''ll leave him too" I added so sad inside.


    Brandon held my hand.


    "You''re not alone Tessy, I''ll always be a call away. You have my number right... Let''s chat up. I''ll


    keep you busy and make you feel special.


    "You''re beautiful and funny woman. You''re a rare gem. Any man would be lucky to have you. I just


    want to let you know that, once you leave that son of a bitch, I want to have a shot with you.


    "I like you personality, your smile...


    Everything. And if Steve gets to ufortable to live with, am open for a roommate" He stated and


    I chuckled.


    "Okay, thanks" I replied. He drew close and our faces were really close.


    Goosebumps!


    He wants to kiss me.


    What do I do,?


    Randy has cheated on me a dozen times,


    a kiss won''t make a difference.


    ... But after everything.


    Am not good at cheating! I cleared my throat.


    "Am sorry but am not uses to sharing myself at a go. If we can really be together, it''ll be after my


    divorce from Randy" I stated.


    He exhaled sharply and smiled cutely.


    "Am okay with that. Let''s get you home so you can rest" he said and called the driver at the other


    side of the limo to take us home.Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.

 Humbled

    Humbled


    *Vicky POV*


    Brandon stopped infront of my house in


    the estate. I came down and went into


    the house getting ready to face Randy''s


    headache.


    I pray he''s not home yet. I don''t want to see his annoying wicked face. I walked past the living room


    and saw him at the wine counter. He looked drunk and messy.


    I ignored him acting like he wasn''t there.


    I went to my room.


    *Randy POV*


    How can Vicky intentionally do this to


    me! She''sfortable to go out with that big head overlooking the fact that she''s pregnant.


    It irritates me and am so pissed right


    now! I didn''t even sleep upstairs. I went to the guestroom and had a bath then wore my clothes I


    found there.


    All content is ? N0velDrama.Org.


    Who''s talking to Vicky?


    I''ll ignore her till she is forced to apologize to me.


    My dad is a billionaire. Dad''s heir for that matter. If Vicky thinks she can break me to begging her


    then she''s dreaming.


    When I was five years old, I knew nothing then. I took dad''s gun and mistakenly fired it at my math


    tutor I hate so much.


    She lost an eye, I was forced to apologize atleast after dad payed her hospital bills. I refused and


    there was nothing nobody could do about it.


    .


    .


    *THE NEXT MORNING*


    I had to go upstairs to wear my suit and gather other things I''d need for office. I bumped into vicky


    on the way and I just walked past her and she did the same.


    A good wife should have apologized. Where are my apologies? I went to my room and got ready for


    work. I was done and I returned downstairs. One of the maids came to me. She greeted as she


    bowed.


    "Good morning sir, breakfast is ready"


    she informed and I just nodded looking at


    Vicky who was on the sofa with a remote.


    Watching movie as early as this. I left the maid and walked to the living room. I grabbed my phones.


    I noticed Vicky was also ignoring my presence. She acted like I wasn''t here at all. So she also


    wants to be tough. Stubborn head. I left for the office after a short breakfast.


    *FEW DAYS LATER*


    Vicky and I were keeping up with the


    silent treatment for three days. She hasn''t spoken to me neither have I and I know she''s angry with


    me. I was a little drunk cause I went to my best friends ce and we drank away our sorrows. I was


    on my way to my room to sleep soundly when I saw Vicky phone on the table. It vibrated and I took


    it.


    Let''s see what my wife is up to. I unlocked her phone.... Her password is nothing but ''baby''. I went


    to her recent activities. I entered her WhatsApp. Oh mother of


    God!!


    Messages from Brandon. She was chatting with him even at midnight. I felt so angry! Is she keeping


    an extra marital affair?

 Next

    Next


    saw 10 missed calls from the jerk. Why is he calling her so much? What could be so important to


    him. Even if vicky wants another guy, why Brandon? That am acting cool doesn''t mean I don''t know


    what to do.


    I went upstairs quickly straight to Vicky''s room. She was applying cream on her body. Lovely sight.


    My eyeballs were turning, am drunk. She looked suprised to see me tho.


    I went to her and handed her her phone.


    She took it and didn''t sat anything.


    "Am sorry" I finally said after a long


    silence.


    "What?" She muttered.


    I sat beside her on the bed.


    "I said am sorry. Don''t make me repeat


    myself, believe me this hurt harder than it


    sounds" I jibed.


    "If apologizing to me will end up being aint then it''s better you just go. Am


    sleepy" she said taking her pillow.


    "Vicky hear me out. Am sorry for not telling you about the dinner. I just decided not to cause you


    were pregnant and it''d be stress" i said.


    "You''re drunk, go ande back tomorrow when you''re in your right sense" she said blowing me


    off.


    I pulled her close in a half hug so she


    can lean on me.


    "I said am sorry hunnn." I cooed. "Please vicky. Forgive me. I won''t hide anything like that from you


    again, that''s a promise" I said.


    Anything, anything at all to convince her. She shrugged my hands off. Wow... I really hurt her alot


    when I didn''t tell her. She didn''t want to say anything.


    "Please wifey. It''s been long Since I touched baby and you know I can''t touch it without your


    permission. Please am sorry" I pleaded with a crumpled look.


    She nodded and I imed her lips.


    Kissing her like I''ve never before.


    "You''ll put Brandon on cklist, huh..." I mumbled inbetween the kiss.


    She Chuckled.


    "Am serious vic. 10 missed calls in one


    hour? Does he want to eat you alive?" I


    Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    asked after we broke the kiss.


    "He''s my friend" she simply said and sat on the bed well. I moved into her holding her to myself.


    "You know he likes you" I added. She didn''t say anything.


    "Randy you''re drunk. Go to ur room. I don''t want you here" she said.


    I kissed her on her forehead.


    "Slow down carrot nose. We have to sleep" she said.


    "Carrot nose?" I asked.


    Sheughed.


    How am I carrot nose?


    ...


    .


    *Weekster*


    .


    .


    *Randy POV*


    I was on the couch working with myptop. This past few weeks has been stressful. Vicky


    demanding for one thing or the other. I feel like a nurse.


    She''s now 5 months pregnant and her tummy is increasing bit by bit. I barely have time for myself.


    Dad know better than to force me into this marriage. It''s making me grow old.

 Slow and steady

    Slow and steady


    *Randy POV*


    2 months to go, my pregnant pepper is seven months pregnant. soon, we''ll both wee our first


    bundle of joy.


    I don''t know which gender I would like the baby to be but any is fine with me.


    ... it''s not like I nned on having a baby. I was just horny and...she actually seduced me. causing


    trouble like always...


    I walked into the master''s bedroom and I met her going through my drawer.


    "what are you looking for?" I asked looking at her bulgy tummy. The shape of her tummy is so cute


    bally and smooth. it looks perfect in any clothe she wears.


    ."I found these..* she said and showed me what was in her hand.


    oh God...


    She was holding the sleeping pills I have


    been putting in her meal whenever she''s


    disturbing mete in the night. I went to her and collected it.


    "Carrot nose, what are you doing with


    sleeping pills?" She asked and I went


    numb.


    Talk Randy!


    "I..I..take it sometimes. It helps me sleep" I said stammering.


    "Helps you sleep? Do you have sleeping problems...is it because of me?" She asked looking so


    innocent. I can just eat her up!


    "No. Not you. It doesn''t happen all the time" I said putting my hands in my pocket.


    "Tell me the truth. Am I burden to you?" She asked and starts to cry.


    geeeeeeez. When did those tears build up? I quickly sat beside her and pulled her to lean on me.


    "I want to go and stay with your dad. I don''t want to be here anymore" she sniffed. whaaat?


    I should just tell her the truth. I drug her sometimes so I can sleep peacefully but she won''t be so


    happy to hear that. Pregnancy hormones are driving man crazy.


    "Stop crying. Let''s just go to sleep, okay?" I said utterly confused.


    She nodded and climbed on the bed


    while I joined her.


    "I want a jar of margarine" she said.


    Whaaat?


    "Didn''t you have dinner?" I asked.


    "I did...I just want to taste some


    margarine" she said pouting.


    I stood up and sighed before going to get


    the margarine jam. I got it and handed it to her and she opens it,, using her spoon to scoop it. I just


    stared at her.


    "Look at you vicky, pregnant pepper did


    you ever imagine your tummy could get


    this big? Before, you had a nice t


    tummy with a small nerval which made


    you look Indian" I said covering her waist


    with the duvet.


    "Wait Randy, are you body shaming me?"


    She asked and my jaw dropped.


    "No...


    "I wasplimenting you... You look hot


    Vicky" I said and she took her eyes to


    my below.


    What''s she looking at?


    I slowly looked down and behold. My dick was erect and visible through my brief


    How embarrassing.


    "You could have just said you were h¨Cny"


    she said grinning.


    "I didn''t know miss." I said rubbing my


    head nervously..


    "Don''t go too deep" she said surprising


    me. Really,?


    All content is ? N0velDrama.Org.


    I kissed her on her lips and next, I helped


    remove her nightie.


    Oh lord.....


    I got on top of her spreading her legs. I rubbed her pussy against her light pantie and she groaned.


    Seriously, I have to be very slow and steady. I won''t like my stick to hit her womb where the baby is.


    I removed her pantie and hell her pussy was a bit wider now...


    "Hubby..." She moaned and I smiled.


    She''s horny too. I pulled in slowly and starts to ride her. She moaned with her eyes closed and our


    hands locked on the bed.


    I couldn''t even kiss her cause her big tummy was inbetween us. I was done and released into her.


    We bothid beside each other panting softly. Soon I noticed She''ve slept off...


    I kissed her on her forehead and cuddled


    her. Divorce?


    I don''t think I can divorce you vicky. I


    can''t imagine that now... It''s going to be a tough run without you.


    I can''t leave you...


    I don''t think I can...


    She turned andid her head on my chest. I smiled and held her to myself.


    I woke up the next morning and I couldn''t see Vicky. She wasn''t in the bed as usual. I stood up, and


    headed to the bathroom. I entered and I didn''t see her. I was confused, where would she be?


    I stepped outside and went downstairs hoping to see her but she wasn''t there, that''s when I became


    confused.


    I went upstairs again and pick up my phone. I was about to call her when she walked inside.


    "where were you? I was searching for you." I said.


    "Why will you be searching for me? Am I missing?" She said as she hung her arm around my neck.


    "you know I love you. I woke up and I didn''t see you so I was worried". I said.


    "awn, as if you care". She said smiling.


    "So what are you trying to say. I don''t care?".


    "You know you don''t, but I think you are changing". she said


    "Changing from what to what?" I asked.


    "never mind". She said and drew closer to me. We are now very close.


    She noticed what was about to happen and said. " I''ve not taking my brush"


    "Who cares" I said and we kissed.


    "Your food is ready. Mybe its when i was microwaving your meal that you were looking for me." She


    said.


    "You where in the kitchen? You don''t have to be doing all these things. you know you are 7 months


    pregnant, so I don''t want you to start stressing yourself. You know I love you very much.


    we have maids, please allow the maids to be doing that.". I said as she was smiling at me.

 New personal assistant

    New personal assistant


    "Are you really the one saying this?" She asked smiling.


    I love her when she smiles. she always look more seducing when she smile. Her smiles will make


    you think she''s seducing you. with just her smiles,you Can get hardon.


    I have some interviews at the office for my new personal assistant. Vanessa resigned as my


    personal assistant and left for anotherpany, so I need to eat and get to work. After taking my


    breakfast I left with my New modern Range Rover spot.


    *Tori POV*


    I honestly couldn''t stand him. His name was Randy. And apparently, ording to everyone else I


    worked with he was this perfect fucking guy. Judging by the stories, when he would walk across the


    office, light would shine on him and the angels would sing. Everyone fawned over him. The other


    girls in the office talked about how cute they found him and how lucky his wife was. The guys would


    say how cool he was and talk about how they had hung out with him that one time. He was treated


    like a rock star within the office, maybe because he is thr Boss Son.


    No, actually it was more like, they treated him like a rock star, crossed with the pope, who was also


    an Olympic hero.


    And of course he was, without a doubt, the most aggressively nice guy around. He was annoyingly


    nice. He would chat people up, and he knew every little thing about every single person. He would


    talk to the other salesmen and the bosses one minute, and the secretaries and the janitors the next.


    He would even talk to those old-timers who had been working under his dad for years. He would


    schmooze them up in a way that would seem totally false from most others, but not him. I think he


    actually cared about these people, which is just nuts to me. He was either the most incredibly


    friendly guy around or an incredible conman. But as time went on he never slipped. His perfect


    veneer never wavered, even after working here for some months. It seemed like he was actually as


    perfect as everyone thought he was.


    His rise within thepany was unprecedented, but his high intelligence, humor, and charisma


    made him an absolute natural. Even I could admit that. He was very good at his job. The big bosses


    loved him and he almost became the poster-boy for thepany. He was the guy thepany


    sent out for PR events, the young, handsome face of thepany, not because his dad is the CEO,


    but because he''s good on his works.


    His face was probably on apany billboard somewhere. I''d definitely seen him on the website.


    He was a lifer here for sure, and judging by how his life was going, the rest of it was gonna no doubt


    be very good. He was already set, and it seemed like he barely had to try. His future was very


    bright.


    God, it was so annoying!


    He was just one of those guys that had everything juste to him, you know? If he bought one


    lottery ticket, he would win. If he went to a baseball game, he would catch the foul ball. If he dug a


    hole in his backyard, he would strike oil. Everything just went his fucking way. It was infuriating how


    easy he had it.


    I hated him with a passion. He was just... he was just too good, you know? He was too perfect. It


    just HAD to be bullshit. No one was that nice. No one cared that much about other people. I would


    see him at work, and it was SO obvious to me what he was doing. A conman couldn''t do it better.


    He was such a good schmoozer and it was just so natural for him. He did it with everyone and they


    loved him for it. People bent over backwards to be in his presence to have his attention.


    To his credit, he was great at one-on-one interaction. When he talked to you, it felt like he was your


    best friend, like your problems were the only thing on his mind. He came across as totally genuineThis text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    and truly caring. It was infuriating! I had to stop myself from rolling my eyes when he shed those


    pearly whites and gave that charmingugh of his.


    I couldn''t let anyone else see how much Randy frustrated me. How irritating I found him. It was


    impossible for anyone to hate the immacte Randy, apparently. And even voicing the slightest bit


    of that annoyance would be enough to make me the talk of the office. Not that I already wasn''t, but


    that''s a whole other part of the story.


    I can''t tell you how many times I had to look up and watch him chatting with the execs, seeing them


    pping him on the back like a son. I grit my teeth every time he made some olddy giggle, or


    some young woman blush. I gave him my death re when I heard him effortlessly transition from


    talking intelligently about world events with one group of people to chatting up fantasy football with


    another.


    Plus, because he had to just have everything going for him, he was also very good looking, of


    course. The girls in the office always talked about his cute smile and his square jaw, the dimples,


    and that perfectly unkempt hair. The less inhibited girls talked openly about his impressive fit body


    and cute butt. He was this fucking perfect, All-American golden boy. Good looking, with the perfect


    life, a pretty wife, a perfect house, and a perfect body.


    He would be the guy in the fucking pictures when you bought a fucking picture frame. He would be


    the love interest in some shitty rom. He was just so boringly fucking perfect.


    If it wasn''t clear already, I just couldn''t stand him.


    But, God, did I ever want to fuck him.


    I know, I know... I couldn''t exin it. He was SO not my type. I preferred the type of guy I would find


    at the club, a guy who could knock back a few drinks. A guy who would look at me and give me


    THAT look, that ''I want to fuck you right now'' look. A guy who would buy me drinks, chat me up, and


    drill my hot ass at the first opportunity.


    I knew I had terrible taste in guys, but those obvious flirts, those lecherous party guys who just


    obviously wanted a piece of my hot body... those guys were just way more fun. Guys like Randy


    were boring to me... normally.

 My plans

    My ns


    I graduated with an essentially useless diploma, so I had to find a way to get by professionally. A


    girl''s got to pay the bills, you know? I eventually ended up getting a low-level secretarial job here.


    And trust me, it was low-level. I am by no means a genius, but doing that work made me feel almost


    insulted. Is this what the world thought of me?


    Is this what they thought I was best qualified for? While I wasn''t much of a student, I was very


    ambitious, and after a month or so of this work, I needed more. And I knew just how to do it.


    To put it bluntly, I used my many talents to grease a few poles, and coincidentally, I was promoted.


    What a shocker!


    I stayed as a secretary, but I worked for different managers. Slightly more important managers. And


    slowly, this process continued. My hot ass kept climbing up the corporatedder. When I got bored


    or saw an opportunity, I sucked another dick, got another job, and added a few grand to my sry.


    It was a pretty sweet arrangement. The work was dull, for sure, and I could do it just fine. But the


    real game was the corporate game, that maneuvering up the corporate chain. While I wasn''t much


    of a worker bee, I was very good at that other game. The corporate game. The game of business. I


    felt like I had aplete understanding of how business was done, but I hadn''t had the full


    opportunity to show off my skills.


    Business wasn''t about honorable negotiations. Real business was yed dirty. I had no illusions


    about that. No ideals. I knew what motivated people deep down, and I yed on that to great


    sess. Business was all about sex, and in that sense, my body was built for business. My rise


    was equally as meteoric as Randy''s, but not nearly as respectable. He worked in the boardroom, I


    worked between the sheets.


    But unfortunately, this kind of thing could only get me so far. My tricks and flirting made mincemeat


    of the low-level management, but the upper-level guys weren''t nearly so easy to fool. They were


    obviously a bit more cautious and wary of intrepid little schemers like me. Plus, word had gotten out


    on me. I don''t know how it got out, I''m guessing one of my old bosses aired my dirtyundry.


    Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    But then again, it probably didn''t take a rocket scientist to figure me out. No matter how progressive


    some people im to be, when they take a look at a woman with a body like mine rising up the


    corporatedder, they make certain assumptions. In my case, they happened to be true.


    I was far from the girl next door. I wasn''t the innocent sunny type. I have been told Ie across as


    bitchy and that I have a resting bitch-face. My lips were plump and curved into a natural sneer. I''ve


    been told my eyes seemedbative, as if I was spoiling for a fight. I wasn''t afraid to speak my


    mind, and I had a bit of a dirty mouth. I could swear with the best of them, and I had a short temper.


    It was hard for me to contain my true feelings about people, and I was often the center of office


    gossip, some of it true, some made up.


    If I wasn''t good at what I did, there would literally be no good reason to keep me around. But I was


    good.


    I was very good.


    It certainly didn''t hurt that I was drop-dead sexy as well.


    I was slim and fit, but not overly so. I wanted to make sure I had curves in all the right ces. And I


    definitely seeded there. I had firm, thin legs, and I always wore high-heels to showcase them.


    They also highlighted my round, juicy, heart-shaped ass. I had a great ass, and I worked very hard


    for it. It was firm, round, and with just the right amount of jiggle. I had learned how to walk to best


    showcase it, and I made it a point to wear slim, figure hugging clothing, just to make sure that all


    eyes were on me. I wanted to make sure that my ass was a topic of office conversation every time,


    and I''m pretty confident my tight, slim skirts got the job done.


    My upper half held up its end of the bargain. I had superb breasts, a pair of round, smooth, juicy


    EE''s, capped with perfectly-sized, hard, rubbery nipples. I always found a way to show my tits off,


    even at work, packing them in to tight tops, testing the limits of decency at times. I had been given a


    few warnings about showing a bit too much cleavage, so I was forced to cover up at times, but once


    I would get promoted and rise up thedder, those buttons on my tops would get disappeared


    immediately, until I was warned again.


    I was aplete package. My hot body, poured into sexy business clothes, which I spent a sizable


    part of my sry on, by the way. My shiny, brte hair was chopped stylishly just past my


    shoulders, and my make-up was always immacte. I was the perfect embodiment of a corporate


    slut.


    This fact eventually became apparent to the higher-ups. It probably didn''t help that I vigorously


    posted pictures online of me at the club, partying and drinking, grinding up all on hot guys, and


    some hot chicks as well. Word got out on me and peoplepared notes to the point where it


    became well known exactly how I ended up in this position, an assistant to an upper-middle


    manager. There was nothing concrete enough to fire me, but it became clear after a while that I had


    hit the ceiling, that they weren''t gonna let a woman like me rise any higher on thedder.


    I was the exact type of person thispany didn''t need to get to the top.


    But I wasn''t gonna let that stop me from achieving what I want. It would only make my sess


    sweeter.

 Lets go to work

    Let''s go to work


    The more I thought about him, the more fascinated I became. That annoyance and fascination with


    him had grown into an obsession. My frustration and obsession had turned into lust. I just couldn''t


    stop thinking about him. I couldn''t stop wondering why it was that this guy just did it for me in the


    worst way. It reached the point where every time I was hooking up with a guy, it was Randy I


    imagined in his ce. It was madness.


    I never liked the good guys. They were always just so unbelievably dull. But Randy stood out. I


    hated him, and I hated that I lusted for him. My feelings were certainly passionate, one way another,


    but I had to figure out which way I truly felt. I had to get to the bottom of my feelings for him, for my


    own personal sanity. Either I hadpletely misjudged my own sexual desires, or... I had


    misjudged Randy. No... no. I was right about him. I was positive on my assumptions about him true.


    I became convinced that there was an animal inside Randy, bursting to get out, hidden behind his


    perfectly tailored suits, and I was the only one that could see it. That was the conclusion I hade


    to. That his whole act, this whole person he portrayed himself as... it was total BS. I don''t think he


    even was aware of the bullshit he was spewing. I think that he thought he was really that good of a


    guy. And to get to the bottom of this fascination I had with him, I had to prove him wrong. I had to


    prove that, behind that nice guy charm and amiable personality, there was a swaggering, cursing


    sex-god, ready to be brought to the surface. All men had that side of them. Some acted like they


    didn''t, some acted holier than thou, but in the end, they all came crawling, and he was no different.


    That was the only possible exnation as to why I couldn''t stop thinking about him. There was


    something about him that I wastching onto, that I was responding to, and that just had to be it. If


    that wasn''t the case, if Randy was as good as he seemed to be, then I had no fucking idea what


    was going on in me. I would have no exnation about why he pushed all my buttons.


    It all had toe to a head at some point. It had to. And it would... during our interview.


    This weird sexual tension between us had dragged on long enough. I couldn''t take it anymore. He


    annoyed me so fucking much, but I WANTED him. I wanted him bad. I couldn''t think straight around


    him anymore. No man had ever made me act this way. It wasn''t love, or anything like that. No, it


    was just... when I was around him, seeing his smile, smelling his natural scent... he made my body


    shiver. I had never wanted to spread my legs for any guy more than I did for him.


    He was so wrong for me. He was the good guy, Mr. Perfect, the apple of his mother''s eye, who


    spent his free time helping others. I was the office skank, a girl others look down upon, who spends


    most of her free time taking excessive amounts of dick in her holes.


    I was convinced that, deep down, he liked me. In my interactions with him, he never looked down


    on me for my slutty behavior. He always treated me fairly, when others didn''t. He didn''t judge me for


    my choices. He gave me that same charming smile he gave everyone else.


    It seems as if perfect Randy had a soft spot in his heart for the office slut.


    I nned to exploit that bit of kindness. Tear him apart, draw out the beast in him, and bring it to the


    surface. I would make him fuck me. I wouldmand it, and like the good guy he may be, he would


    comply. I would convince him logically that he had no choice but to do me, to get balls deep in the


    office slut. And once he did, thispany would be in the palm of my hand, as would his heavy,


    swollen balls.


    I was gonna use his words against him. I would use his guide as a weapon, a step-by-step guide on


    how I would convince him to fuck me. I had it all nned out and ready to go.


    I would make him mine. I would shatter the ss ceiling, and convince the office good-guy to hire


    the office slut. I had to prove to everyone how right I was about perfect Randy. I wanted to ruin him.


    I wanted to destroy his seemly perfect image. I wanted to deface the piece of art that was his


    charmed life. The thought of doing that, of exposing the truth behind his act... it was intoxicating. I


    would corrupt the office saint and bring him down. I will make his dad hate him.


    The thought of all the bosses seeing this anointed symbol of all that is good and true fall victim to


    the office slut made me dripping wet.


    All content is ? N0velDrama.Org.


    Randy would be mine.


    *************


    The morning of the interview, I looked into the mirror.


    My make-up... perfect.


    My lips, plump and juicy.


    Lipstick, subtle but sexy.


    Eyebrows plucked.


    Mani-pedi... fresh.


    My tan... immacte.


    My skirt... slim and tight.


    My high heels... sexy.


    My bra, extra jiggly.


    Cleavage, exposed.


    My thong... tiny.


    My cunt... waxed.


    My asshole... bleached and ready.


    My resume was packed in my bag, alongside the USB containing my presentation. That


    presentation, my guide to seducing Randy, was the key to everything. All my hard work was in that


    presentation.


    I was going all in. In twelve hours, I would either be promoted, or out of a job. There was no in-


    between. But in my head, there wasn''t any doubt. I was confident my n would work. Randy would


    be mine. That promotion would be mine. And he didn''t even see meing.


    I looked at my reflection and blew myself a little kiss.


    "Let''s get to work."

 Moments with

    Moments with


    But in a sense, it didn''t really matter what I thought. My executives seemed to believe the story, and while it had never been explicitly said, it was


    heavily implied that a woman of Tori''s reputation would never be allowed to rise any further in thispany. They would be happy to have her just be


    gone, but they didn''t have any grounds to get rid of her. So, while this hire was entirely up to me, I could feel the pressure on my shoulders to not hire


    Tori


    Not that she would be hired anyway. I try to be as open-minded as possible, but her resume just did notpare to the other applicants. And plus, I


    wanted someone on my side who shared my value system, who felt the same way on how to conduct business. I took pride in doing business the


    right way. I didn''t feel the need to use any dirty business strategies or underhanded tactics to get things done. Sure, some of those bad things may


    give you a short term benefit. but in the long term, the house of cards constructed by bad business would copse. I was positive of that. The people


    who did business that way never thought of the long term implications of their actions.


    I was happy to give Tori a chance, but she would have to plead a pretty convincing case for her to have a shot. I had never interviewed her, so I didn''t


    know exactly what to expect from her or what she was capable of, but if she wanted this job she would have to earn it.Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    I always liked to take a few minutes to clear my head before an interview. I stopped thinking about Tori, about the job, and decided to just take in


    things for a few moments.


    I turned around and took in my office, and even that filled me with pride. At times, it felt like I was still an unsure teenager in grown-up clothes, but


    whenever I sat in my office and took it in, I felt like I belonged. Yes , I belong. My dad is the fucking CEO.


    Everything in my office was there for practicality. Some people liked to have fancy trinkets or impressive tech, but I simply wanted stuff that worked


    that made my life easier.


    I had twoputers, one that I did my work on and a spare one that was hooked up to a projector for whenever someone neededputer ess


    or needed to give a presentation. The far wall was left nk, no decorations, where the image could be projected. I was always a bit scattered, so I


    had a few piles of papers on my desk, but I knew where everything was.


    My desk was made of a dark, heavy wood, and although at first I thought it was a bit much, I had te eventually admit that it was pretty cool. It really


    cemented my role in thepany in my own mind, and it really cemented that I had made it. This was the type of desk a grown-up, professional


    businessman had, and it was my desk. It was great


    I didn''t have too many creatureforts or personal items. I had a couch along the side wall for when I was hosting some people or when I just


    needed to rx for a few minutes. I did have a t-screen TV, but I would try to keep its use to a minimum, mainly keeping the news or the weather


    on. The only other real prominent personal items were the pictures on my desk of my wife vicky.


    My eyes fell to one of the pictures, looking at my wife''s smiling face, as if she was looking at me, giving me strength after a long and busy week.


    I rubbed my eyes and nced at the


    clock. oved my work, I would never


    comin, bax, it had been a long .


    week, andtwas exhausted. I had ?


    done a lot of travelingtely, and


    because of that I was ying_\¡¯


    catch-up. That, on top of doing all


    tpese interviews, it had worh me out.


    And plus, it had kept me ¡®away from


    Vicky.


    Knowing I had a few minutes before the interview was set to begin, I pulled my phone from the pocket of my suit jacket and pulled up some pictures


    of me and Vicky. I know it sounds dorky and cheesy, but I couldn''t get enough of just looking at her. Seeing someone so pretty, with such an


    infectious smile.


    I was looking at a picture of us


    standing together outside of a nice


    older movietheatre downtown, my


    arm around her. Her brilliant smile-~


    let me knew that she was as happy


    with ne as I was with her. I admired


    her again, her silky blonde hair, her


    slit, taut runner''s body. She is such


    ar! amazing, impressive @irl, and


    couldn''t imagine loving anyone as


    much as I loved her now. Conten


    >


    For amoment, I was overtaken with


    an almost overwhelming obsession


    or the girl Ltr ed by mistake. I


    was againceminded of my current>


    predicament and the ns we had


    or thisweekend, and as muchias I


    ovedinterviewing and this whole


    protess, at this moment, it was the


    ast ce I wanted to bed couldn''t


    wait to leave, to just be around


    Vicky.


    +


    ¡ª


    A knock at the door caused me to jump. I pocketed my phone and stood up as one of the women from HR poked her head in my office.


    "Hey Randy," Shanice said, "Miss, um... Miss Krez..." she began, ncing down at her file, struggling with the name.


    "Miss Tori Kryselneski," I finished for her, stepping around my desk, straightening my suit-coat.


    "Yes, Miss Kryselneski is here for her interview." Shanice said, thankful for my help.


    "Send her in," I replied with a smile. "And you can head out, Shanice. I''ll finish up here." Shanice smiled and thanked me, before stepping aside. From


    behind her entered Tori, stepping past the HR woman to enter the office.


    ¡°You might be the first person to pronounce myst name correctly,¡± Tori began with a smile. "I''m impressed."

 Interview in progress

    Interview in progress


    "I like to keep these interviews pretty conversational, you know, as opposed to me asking you questions and you answering. That kind of boilerte


    structure feels too... stuffy... to me, you know what I mean?"


    ¡°Right,¡± she replied, "But I''m way ahead of you on this one.¡±


    "What do you mean?" I asked, slightly surprised.


    "I actually made a little presentation on why you should hire me,¡± she said with a smile, pulling out a USB stick from her portfolio. "Do you mind?¡± she


    asked, gesturing at aptop hooked up to a projector.


    "Oh... sure." I said, pleasantly surprised at her going above and beyond like this. She stood up from her seat, running her hands down her hips.


    smoothing out her tight skirt over her rear.


    "Don''t seem so surprised Randy," she began with augh, stepping towards the projector. "I don''t know if you''ve heard, but I have a bit of reputation.¡±


    I held my breath, wondering what she was about to say. "I''m a very good interview," she said with a knowing smile, as if in on the joke.


    "Right." I said with an evenugh. She tapped away at theptop for a few moments before the front page of her presentation projected onto the wall.


    "There we go..." she said to herself. She slid off her jacket and set it on the back of her chair, exposing her smooth, bare arms, d only in the short


    sleeves of her top. With the slight bulkiness of her jacket removed, herrge breasts were even more noticeable, standing out proudly from her chest.


    I quickly looked away, hoping she didn''t notice.


    I dimmed the lights slightly with a remote to make the image on the wall clearer. She took a deep breath, stood next to the projection, and turned to


    me. "So, before I begin, I want to make a deal with you.¡± she started.


    "Sure, what is it?" I asked. curious.


    "The case I''m about to make is very... unorthodox," she began. "All I ask is that you agree to hear me through, because I think I can make the case as


    to why I am the absolute best woman for this job. You might not agree with me at the beginning, but if you hear me out, I think I can change your


    mind.¡±


    "Deal." I replied warmly, willing to give her a chance.


    "I''m gonna hold you to that,¡± she said with a slight smile and a pointed look. She tapped a button on the projector remote to begin the presentation


    The first page of the presentation was very familiar. They were words I knew well.


    How to Get a Job


    1)Know Yourself Before I Meet You


    2)Do Your Research!


    3)Control Your Image, Change the Conversation te Emphasize Your Strengths


    4)Set Yourself Apart.


    5)Clich¨¦''s Make My Eyes ze Over.


    6)Don''t be Afraid to Blow Me Away.


    7)Think Outside the Box.


    8)Know When te Ignore This List.


    "Now, I am sure I''m not the first


    person to base their interview


    around your list of tips," she began,


    gesturing to the list projected on the


    wall, my listof eight tips to get hired.


    "And, I haye-to admit, as badly as =>


    your dadshove these tips down our


    throats there are some pretty. good


    ones-here. And to prepare fanthis, I


    have to confess even I studied


    them," she said with augh, every


    gesture she made causing her


    breasts to bounce ever so slightly.


    ¡®Stop it, Randy,¡¯ I warned myself.


    ¡°Now, I didn''t want to just recite


    them and answer them one by one. I


    wanted to put my personal spin on


    them. It took a while, but I think I


    figured it out."


    "To summarize, I know myself very


    well. I''ve donexa hell of a lot of


    research. know my image and how


    to use it. Kktrow my strengths and ~


    how to set myself apart. [hate <=


    clich¨¦syand I am very good at ¡é ~


    rocking people''s words. And rust


    mezthis presentation is gana be so


    fa? outside the box, so faraway from


    what this list was designed for, that


    you won''t know how you didn''t see


    thising.¡±


    "Bring it on.¡± I challenged her, amused and impressed by the effort she was putting in to this. She wasn''t exactly known as the hardest of workers, so


    this was refreshing to see. ..


    ¡®I think the biggest thing here for me


    is knowing myself and changing the


    conversation¡± she resumed. "I''ve


    looked at.th¨¦ other candidates and.


    compared them to myself, and quite


    honestly I in any appreciable ways"


    they''ve got me beat. They all Rave


    theexperience, the education, the


    training, the sparkling repetation...


    and I don''t. I get that. I know my


    ce, my role, and how I got here.


    So, if you''re just going off of a


    resume, I''ll probably lose."


    "Okay." I said, curious as to where she was going with this. surprised at her still confident tone while acknowledging her own weaknesses.


    "But what I''m going to do here is to convince you to ignore the resume. I''m going to convince you to ignore the degrees and the experience and all of


    that bullshit, cause none of it really matters anyway." she said, looking right at me with a serious expression. I gave her a quizzical look.This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    ¡°And how do you intend to do that?" I asked.


    "Simple... I change the conversation." she took a deep breath before advancing. "If you want to hire an assistant, the perfect little worker bee, you can


    choose one of them," she said, pointing out the door. "But you''re gonna be hiring an assistant, Randy,¡± she said, looking at me with a knowing


    smirk.


    "What am I going to be hiring. then?¡± I asked, interested.


    ¡°You''re hiring not what you ask for but what you need. What you''ve always needed, what any man of your stature needs. Like I said, you''re not going


    to hiring an assistant,¡± she paused and stepped closer, leaning over the edge of the desk, looking right at me, before speaking her next words slowly


    and clearly.


    "What you need is a slut.¡±

 Randy vs tori

    Randy vs tori


    The room went silent. This is not what I expected . I looked at her, not sure if she was serious, but she looked down at me with a twinkle in her eye.


    She licked her lips, and as herrge breasts hung down over the desk, deliberately being showcased, her deep cleavage evident. Was she really


    doing this? Was she actually, brazenly offering...I think she was! I wasn''t shocked orpletely taken off-guard


    "Is this a joke, Tori?¡± I asked with a raised eyebrow. "Are you serious?¡±


    "Deadly serious,¡± she replied, standing up straight, and walking back towards the projection, shaking her butt at me, each of the round full cheeks


    jiggling with every step.This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    "Tori... this is really inappropriate!" I began. "If this is some sort of bad joke, I can understand, but if this is serious... you''re not gonna keep your job


    here." I warned, not wanting her to make a career killing mistake.


    I was fucker, a guy who doesn''t joke with pussy but now... Am a change person and will not cheat on my wife again.


    I was fucking Vennesa, yes, she was my sex toy but she''s smart, a graduate and knows what she was doing, she saved me most times. Through her


    works, we got many contracts. She was my backbone, but irresistable when she wants to have you for herself.


    Not like her. She doesn''t seem to have any positive energy impact or any progressive contribution in thepany ording to the way she is


    behaving now.


    ¡°I''m taking your advice. I''m changing the conversation. If you hiring a totally professional, qualified executive assistant doesn''t favor me, why not


    change the conversation?¡± she said, holding her arms out, shaking her boobs slightly. ¡°Just hear me out, and I will convince you that what you need


    more than an assistant, more than a wife, is a dirty fucking whore,¡± she asserted.


    "Tori... you can''t do this. Do I need to call security?" I asked, shaking my head


    "Randy, you agreed to hear me out. no matter what," she began, her genial attitude gone.


    "Well, when we made that deal, I thought you nned to be somewhat reasonable." I replied


    "I''m not gonna force anything on you. I made a presentation! That''s it! And all I''m doing is using logic and reason. If, by the end, you still feel this


    strongly, I will walk away. But I think I can change your mind, and if I do. I will certainly blow your mind. I will make you realize how important it is to


    have a slut working by your side. Randy, I just want to make it clear, by the end of this, we WILL be having sex. You will have me bent over your big


    hard desk and be drilling my hot ass till I fucking scream!"


    I waspletely dumbstruck. I had been in some of the toughest boardrooms in the world, but... I had never been this caught off guard, ever. I wasn''t


    prepared for this. I didn''t know what to do. I put my head in my hands.


    "Tori, I stood up for you. I gave you a chance here, and this is what you do?" I asked, pleading for her to reconsider.


    "Well, I am a slut.¡± Tori said, shrugging, causing her boobs to bounce. "This is what sluts do. And deep down, I think you wanted this too. Deep down


    you knew it woulde to this. You''ve been desperate to find a reason for us to start hooking up. and now you have it." She said.


    "No... I..." I began, shaking my head. I began counting off on my fingers. "I''m a boss. I''m married. Though I''m not professional... need I go on?"


    Ct


    "At least let me finish." Tori pleaded.


    ¡°What''s the worst that can happen? I


    mean, if you''r right, if I don''t have a


    chance, themyou just have a story to


    tell your friends, about how that dirty


    whore F made a move on you. I mean,


    you Feriot actually worried that I''m


    right¡±. ight?" she asked withra


    Kaowing nce. I sat backand


    rubbed my chin, not knowing what


    to do. "I mean, this is certainly


    outside the box, right?" she asked


    with augh. ¡°Just give me a shot?


    This was so wrong and so inappropriate for so many reasons. Like I said, I''m a married man, very happily married. Plus. I not that a professional, and


    I am once the type that do anything like this but I''ve changed.


    She was barking up the wrong tree here, for sure. I don¡¯t know why she thought this would actually work. But, part of me was curious of what her n


    actually was. What could she say to logically convince me to cheat on my wife?


    What could she possibly say to


    change my mind? It was so


    idiculous that:! was morbidly


    curious. I kndw I should just kick her


    out, but kabhorred conflict, and _<


    espite-what she was pulling here, I


    idn¡¯twant to be the one to destroy


    hercareer. So, despite my better


    uidgment, if she agreed tojust walk


    away when this was all said and


    done, then just maybe I could just


    ear out her ridiculous argument


    and then be done with her.


    a


    a 2


    a


    "And you''ll leave when you''re done?¡± I asked


    "Agreed." she said, smiling wickedly, thinking in her mind, that she actually had an opportunity.


    "I can''t believe I''m doing this... fine. Fine!" I relented. "Give me your worst. I''ll hear you out, but when you''re done, you''re done here. If you walk away


    now, we can just forget this. But if you go through with this, I have to fire you. You understand?¡±


    "Deal," she agreed, eyes shing,


    clearly feeling ho fear. She clicked


    the button to-advance the


    presentation. With a new pep in her


    step, she% sauntered over next tothe


    projection, again shaking her round


    ass. at me. She pointed at the¡¯ image,


    which was titled with the first step of


    my list followed by a k page, and


    continued.


    "Okay, the first thing you rmend is to ''Know Yourself Before I Meet You,'' and the one thing about me is that I know exactly who I am," she began,


    before hitting the clicker, causing some images to enter the nk page of the presentation. These pictures made my eyes grow wide.

 Tough game

    Tough game


    "But even good managers know better than to be seen with a whore like myself." Tori continued, as if reading my mind, but was simply continuing the


    conversation we had been having. "Every other one of the big managers steer well clear of me. but not you. Every chance you get, you leap at the


    opportunity to talk to me. A good guy like you... you just want a little taste of the other side, don''t you? A sample of the dark delights you''re missing out


    on," she said, her voicing lowering to a lusty tone, moving around the desk.


    Why did I talk to her? I mean, like I said, I liked to judge people for myself, but there was pretty overwhelming evidence in the case of Tori K. Sure, I


    would never not be cordial to someone and I think that was all I was with her. I never wanted anything more from her. I didn¡¯t want her to flirt with me.


    I wasn''t interested in her in that way. It wasn''t like I was one of THOSE guys... right? All those guys, who acted like they disliked Tori or looked down


    at her, but when the time came they were still happy to leap into bed with her. No... no. I wasn''t like that. I was not that type of guy. I was better than


    that now. But Tori was unconvinced


    "You kid yourself into thinking you''re being nice, but you just want to get close to me. You want to smell me. And maybe, if you get lucky, you''ll get one


    good taste..." she said, moving in close, purring in my ear. I felt the softness of her huge breasts pressing against my arm, and this contact caused


    me to jump a bit. I moved away from her, not daring to look, as she stepped back around the table, content with not pushing forward too quickly.


    "I think perfect Randy has a little crush..." she began, cocking her head at me slightly as she walked back towards her projected presentation. "I think


    someone''s in love with my huge titties!¡± she sang, giving them a little jiggle. I couldn''t help but nce at them for a moment, but it was enough. Her


    smirk told me she noticed.


    "So, by the end of this interview, I will not only prove that you need a slut like me by your side, but I will prove that you are actually the dirty, slut-


    mongering asshole you pretend you''re not.¡± she said professionally, as if presenting the fourth quarter earnings.


    "Okay, so, I''m gonna power through a couple of the other points so I can get to the good stuff. With your point about clich¨¦s making your eyes ze


    over, clearly, you''ve never seen anything like me. And besides, it''s not gonna be clich¨¦¡¯s making your eyes ze over. And, not being afraid to blow


    you away... I mean, c''mon? You''re practically spelling out how you want a slut on her knees... ¡®blowing you¡¯ away. And then, thinking outside the box,


    ignoring the list... clearly. I''m way ahead of you there," she said, quickly clicking through the slides.


    ¡°And that brings me to the good


    stuff," she said, smiling wickedly, as


    if this was the moment she had


    been waiting for. She clicked to the


    next slide. "Now, there are two


    points leff"SET YOURSELF APART


    and ''DO.YOUR RESEARCH¡¯. And, to


    6, they''re intertwined. Now, th¨¦re


    e e plenty of other candidates, and


    aST said before, their qualifications


    are impable. They have me beat.


    But, to take my ce as your


    personal whore, then it''s not the


    O


    a


    S


    3


    fab)


    her applicants I''mpeting


    gainst,¡± she paused, and gave me a


    mug, arrogant nce. "The person


    I''mpeting against is YOUR


    WIFE.¡±


    She advanced the slideshow, and up appeared a picture of Vicky, my wife. I moved forward in my seat slightly, caught off guard. The picture was just


    showing her face, the sun shining through her hair, her brilliant teeth shing at the camera. It was a great picture, but knowing it was Tori showing


    me this sent a surge of concern through me, as if I knew deep down what she was about todo... 0.2.00... cece eee eee


    "This is your wife, Vicky. Pretty as a


    peach, and sweet as can be." ToriThis text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    affirmed. "I''ve met her, and yeah, she


    is as nice as everyone says. She is


    totally perfect''wife material,¡± she


    said, her lip curled up slightly, as if


    there wagsomething insidious <>


    hidden within this seemingly sweet


    comatiment, She advanced the¡¯


    ides forward to another picture,


    thisone of Vicky and Tori standing


    ide-by-side at a Christmas party,


    miling. "Girls sniff each other out


    immediately. And even a girl like


    Vicky, the sweet perfect


    Kindergarten teacher, she had to


    know I was the office skank. But like


    the sweetheart she is, and like the


    bad but now sweet husband she


    married, she didn''t shy away from


    chatting me up, being friendly and


    nice to the dirtiest tramp in the


    office.


    Q


    S)


    S)


    I sat there in silence, waiting for the other shoe to drop. As if on cue...


    "But..." she began, with an arrogant


    smirk, "We did have time to snap


    this picture, and honestly, I think this


    kind of sums up the whole thing."


    The picture itself was in an office,


    Vicky and Ten side by side. Vicky


    looked stunning, her golden blond¨¦


    hair hanging down past her S


    shoulders, perfectly styled. She wore


    a slirh cocktail dress, the material


    hiagging her slim, athleticbody. It


    was formal and tasteful, not


    showing too much of anything. Her


    chest was mostly covered, only the


    upper chest bared, and the dress


    went down to her knees. Her legs


    appeared from the dress, leading


    down to her stylish high-heels. She


    looked stunning. She was the


    perfect picture of restrained, mature,


    adult, feminine sexuality.


    Tori was the opposite.

 Semi final

    Semi final


    "This is one of the many positions you''ll find me on daily basis when you hire me," Tori said, undeterred from her mission. She reached behind


    herself, pping her ass, causing the right cheek to jiggle. She then bent over the desk even further, resting on her breasts so she could reach


    behind herself, pulling her ass-cheeks apart, exposing the full cleft of her ass-crack. I could see the entire length of the string of her thong, and behind


    it. barely hidden, was her bare, exposed asshole. My momentary stupor was shaken, and I was filled with a sudden panic. This needed to end, now.


    "Tori! Please... just leave! Cover yourself up and leave. Don''t make me call security." I began. "Because I will, and then..."


    SMACK!


    She pped her ass firmly, and my anger soon disappeared as I watched the now bare, round, smooth ass-cheek ripple with the force of the spank


    My words left my mouth at this delicious sight, my anger temporarily forgotten.


    "Uh, Tori, put your clothes on, and leave," I told her, with not quite as much anger. I shook my head, looking away, wanting this to just be done. I


    rested my hand on the doorknob again, pausing. waiting for her to put her clothes back on so I could just open the door without fear of being caught.


    I would not be so lucky.


    She released her grip on her own ass and pushed herself up, her butt jiggling mouth-wateringly again as she stood. She turned back to face me.


    pushed herself upward, and rested her round ass against the table. With a firm pull, she yanked down her skirt over her hips, letting it fall to the floor.


    Her redce covered crotch was now exposed toe me, and then, as she pushed herself back to fully sit on the table, she spread her legs apart lewdly,


    running her fingers down over her covered pussy.


    The thong underwear was tiny, and it barely covered herher regions, and it confirmed her earlier boast. If she had any sort ofnding strip or


    anything like that, with as little as the thong covered, that hair would be visible. No, Tori K waspletely shaved.


    Tori leaned back onto the desk, resting on her elbows. bringing her high-heel d feet up onto the wood, keeping them spread apart, the tiny material


    molding over her nearly exposed vagina. With her top syed open, her bra-d breasts were jutting out, bouncing around as she made this


    movement. All signs of the professional woman she had been acting as was now gone, now looking every bit the slut she boasted to be.


    "Tori... this needs to stop!" I pled with her.


    "Face it Randy... we''re not leaving


    this office without having sex. That''s


    been true from the moment I walked


    in here. That''s how this ends, and


    you''ve known-that from the start.


    The minute came in here shaking


    my hot ass and huge tits, you knew~


    we woul¨¦.be getting all hot and


    sweaty, would be teaching you¡±


    exactly how business shouldbe


    done. So rx, take off yourclothes,


    g¨¦tfortable. I''m ready for you,"


    she said, sliding her hand down,


    rubbing her thong covered crotch


    between her fingers. A silence fell as


    I tried to figure out a n, a small


    moan of pleasureing from her


    direction. This exposure from her


    was causing me pause, but as


    thought about it, I realized that no


    matter what I said, she wasn''t


    walking out of here without getting


    what she wanted. I really only had


    one choice.


    I guess she pushed me to this.


    I reached into my pocket and pulled out my cell phone.


    "Mmm, what are you doing?¡± she asked, still rubbing herself. "Taking a picture?" she inquired confidently.


    No..." I replied. "I''m calling security." I said simply, skimming through my contacts.


    "Why do that?" she asked innocently.


    "I can tell yourike what you see," she


    said, ncigg down to my crotch. IN


    was pullechaway from my task at <


    this, following her gaze to the now


    prominent bulge in my pants _*¡¯


    pushing outward. Apparently,


    despite my brain knowing-better, my


    dick was loving what Torfwas doing.


    No... it couldn''t be.


    to


    "


    O, it''s just..." I stammered,


    straightening my pants over myself


    and bending Wn slightly, trying to hide


    my bulge frem her hungry eyes. Ass.


    did this, an exnation came to ~


    mind that would exin this offs''No,


    I''m recting my wife after work,


    and. it''s been about a weekfor us."


    Yeah, I was hard for my wife, eager


    to meet her for our romantic


    weekend together, and not for this


    half-dressed, illicit, scheming


    seductress in my office.


    "Oh, okay, that makes sense," Tori responded with a condescending smile, clearly not believing me, nodding her head as she rubbed herself. I shook


    my head, not knowing why I had decided to exin myself.


    "I don''t need to exin myself to you,¡± I said, mostly to myself. I refocused on my phone, finally finding the number for security.


    This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.

 Final

    Final


    ¡°You don''t need to call security dear. Am already done, I think I have to take my leave now. Just go home and think about it". She said as she


    arranged her stuffs. She adjusted her cloths, smiled at and walked to the door.


    "And I don''t want to see you here again". I said and she left without saying a word. I love vicky I love my wife and won''t cheat on her again. Her breast


    and pu**y is ok for me.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org.


    "Few Monthster¡¯.


    I woke up with vicky beside me.


    I stared at her baby bumb. Her big tummy.


    Nine months, check!


    The doctor said she is sure to give birth tomorrow or next. We have everything ready and once it starts, I''ll take her to the hospital.


    I got a call to go to the office about ady who is interested in bing my personal assistant. I need to interview her.


    I went to the bathroom and took my bath before retuning to the room.


    I picked out something to wear.


    I was done dressing up and just stayed by my dress up table wearing my wrist watch. I looked so handsome.


    "Randy. Where are you going to?¡± Vicky asked.


    "I have someone i need to interview." I replied


    ¡°Can''t you tell your secretary to do it for you? U can''t just leave me in this situation." she said obviously nervous.


    I smiled.


    ¡°You''ll be fine. Tell me, are you feeling any pain?¡± I asked going close to her.


    She twitched a little and shook her head.


    ¡°No pain so far¡± she said


    ¡®I''ll be back, very soon. I promise¡± I said


    She held a crumpled look and held my wrist.


    ¡°Please hub. Don¡¯t leave me...am scared¡± she said and I couldn''t help but pity her.


    ¡°Don''t be scared . I''ll be back in no time...just do what doctor told you. Walk around the room and always hydrate. Take Ur water bottle¡± I said painting


    to it on the table.


    ¡°Randy ? ? "she cried.


    How do I convince her?


    I sat close to her and kissed her softly and slow. She bit my lip and I chuckled.


    We kissed for a while and she couldn''t get enough of my lips. Aaah! She''s hungry.


    I pulled away and she stared at my lips that were wet from the kiss.


    ¡°You''re hungry . I''ll get you breakfast and feed you before going... Hunn¡± I said kissed her bulgy tummy.


    I can felt the baby kick and I ced my ear on it.


    VICKY chuckled.


    I left the room and told the maids to get vicky¡¯s breakfast which is more than you can imagine. She eats so much! Like a lion


    I was almost done feeding her when my secretary started calling.


    Oohhh


    ¡°Am sorry vicky. I have to go now¡± I said and she nedded. I grabbed my phones and left.


    THREE HOURS LATER.


    The interview was almost over but I left them to get home to pregnant pepper.


    I received a call as I stepped into my car.


    It was vicky¡¯s number.


    I picked the call immediately.


    ¡°Sir! It''s me, the maid, Juliet!¡± I heard thedy on the other line stammer.


    where¡¯s vicky?


    ¡°Sir, miss vicky has gone intobour! Mr Brandon helped take her to the hospital. We''re there now!¡± She rapsed.


    Whaaaaalt!!!!


    ¡°Which hospital?¡± I asked my heart pounding


    ¡°Martha Dei Hospital¡± she replied


    I hung up and rushed to the driver''s seat and started the car,, driving off.


    I got to the hospital and rushed in. All I could think of was vicky. How¡¯s she doing?


    I was taken to the ER (Emergency room) but asked to wait outside. I met Brandon and the maid that called me there.


    ¡°Don''t worry Randy. she¡¯s okay,¡± Brandon said


    I wanted to punch him for trying to take my wife from me.


    The calls,


    Texts!


    They made me furious.


    But vickyes first. I had to keep my cool.


    I nodded and we all sat down though I wasn¡¯t at ease. After some minutes, a doctor stepped out.


    ¡°Who¡¯s her husband...she calls him carrot nose?¡± The doctor asked and I stood up and approached her.


    ¡°Mr Carrot nose, am doctor Eunice. Your wife is having a mental block right now...she doesn¡¯t have the esteem to push the baby. She''s just not


    mentally prepared. And we have a problem, the baby¡¯s head ising out but she can''t push any further... She can¡¯t stop crying and she wishes we


    call you, Mr carrot nose¡± she said


    What?


    VICKY is havingplications?


    ¡°Sir, you need to follow me to the emergency room¡± she said.


    Whaaat?


    I felt my head explode.


    ¡°what did you just say..? I should enter there with you?" I asked bntly staring at the doctor like a lost goat.


    ¡°yes sir, she wants you in there. and the more we waste time the more risky it bes¡± she said.


    I chuckled. this woman is not serious.


    ¡®if you can¡¯t handle it, I''ll go instead¡± I heard and turned ring at Brandon that just made the statement. Is he mad.? Has he Gone crazy?


    ¡°Ignore him. Let¡¯s go" I said and she led the way.


    We went to a room and they handed me a light blue material to wear which felt like an apron then, gloves and nose masks.


    ¡é LABOUR ROOM


    I walked in with the doctor and the door was shut.


    I turned properly.


    Holy mother of God!!!¡¯


    Is that my wife,


    I mean is that the vicky, I married?


    What''s that thing in her v*gina??


    It was quickly covered by a white clothing and I wasn¡¯t able to understand what that is.


    Blood stained the sheets.


    There were three nurses around.


    One holding vicky¡¯s hand as she cried softly. She saw me and left vicky giving me a chance to be beside her.


    vicky was a mess. Her hair was scattered and tears filled her eyes.


    She stared weakly at me.


    ¡°Hey. What''s wrong?¡± I asked holding her hand.


    ¡°Am sorry Randy. I really can''t do this. Am sorry I have to die like this¡± she says as tears filled her eyes


    ¡°You aren''t going anywhere vicky. Don¡¯t even go there. If you leave me, how do you think I can survive? No f-king girl in this world can rece you in


    my heart Tess. In case you don¡¯t know, I love you. And if you think you can just win my heart and then die, it''s not {king fair vicky¡± I said as tiny tears


    filled my eyes.


    I was feeling so emotional.


    geez,


    But no.


    vicky can¡¯t leave me. I can¡¯t imagine a second without her in my life.


    It''s hard to admit but I love her.


    I''d be stupid not ta.


    She sobbed quietly and I leaned close and kissed her. She couldn''t leave me. She held my hand tightly as the nurses and doctor came close.


    ¡°Are you ready dear. You can do this¡± the doctor said


    vicky nodded


    Doc. Eunice unveiled the white clothing and stared at vicky inbetween her legs.


    ¡°Take a deep breath and push!!¡± She yelled and vicky groaned holding onto me.


    It felt like we were both giving birth to the baby cause I felt her pains. She grunted and didn¡¯t stop pushing for one


    ¡°Oh yeah... That''s good¡± Eunice said.


    ¡°One more swoop baby, push! Push! Push!


    I closed myeyes. Seeing vicky in


    pain was hurting me so much sot


    closed my eyes. I don''t like seeing


    herlike this. She screamedso loud!


    oN


    I didn''t open my eyes until I heard the gentle cry of a baby.


    Oh my God!!!


    My child is born...


    I stared at vicky who was panting!


    A nurse cleaned her sweaty face with a napkin.


    After a while, doc. Eunice carried my baby to me. It was so fair and fluffy looking.


    I chuckled.


    It looks so much like me but has vicky''s pretty eyes. But wait, is it a girl or a boy?


    I carried with my hands shaking.


    First baby I''ll ever hold in my life.


    ¡°it''s a boy¡± doc. Eunice said and you have no idea how happy I was.


    A boy.


    Wow!


    "Vickh¡¯s Pov".


    I looked at Randy. He said he loves me.


    I heard it all. He¡¯s words gave me hope to push harder than I ever did.


    Nobody has ever said those three words to me, until today.


    Oh God! I feel so special.


    ¡°Stop looking at me like you want to eat me. If you''re hungry, take a spoon and join me¡± I said and he chuckled.


    ¡°You couldn''t scream hubby or Randy or even baby, it had to be carrot nose¡± he said.


    Oh geez,


    ¡°Am sorry hubby. My brain was scrambled then¡± I said and we bothughed


    So crazy of me.


    ¡°What name do you want for our baby?¡± He asked softly.


    Oh


    Tough choice.


    ¡°Let''s name him, MIKE, Andy for short...that¡¯s my Late father¡¯s name¡± I said


    Randy smiled.


    ¡°I like it,.....and I love you" he said and pressed his lips on mine.


    ¡°I love you too¡± I mumbled as


    He cupped my cheeks while we kissed and bit on our lips hungrily.


    The door opened and I narrowed my eyes to it


    Randy''s dad, Brandon, the maid were staring at us.


    We couldn''t care less but shared our burning love.


    ¡°That''s enough you two! So what''s our baby''s name?¡± Randy¡¯s Dad asked interrupting us.


    *RANDY POV".


    I came back from work to meet vicky and Andy ying


    To my suprise, vicky was looking super hot.


    She wore the bum short she hasn''t worn since Andy came and that light singlet.


    She packed her hair in a pony just the way I like it.


    What''s she up to?


    Am turned on already anr I can¡¯t wait to have her tonight.


    I went to Mike and ruffled his beautiful ck hair which he got from me. He¡¯s so adorable.


    At least, he''s awake


    He''s such a sleepy head. But he''s quite stubborn.


    Immediately After dinner, I ordered the maid, Juliet to stay with Mike in his room. At least vicky and I can have some privacy.


    She was on the bed operating her phone.


    ¡°Hubby, Brandon sent me another hot photo of his girlfriend. I guess they''re having the time of their life in Dubai¡± she said.


    I just nodded staring at her body move.


    I came close and kissed her taking her phone away from her.


    ¡°Randy, what are you doing?...¡± She muttered.


    ¡°You know" I replied and tried to remove her nightie.


    She stopped me. geez, When man is already hard


    ¡°Am exhausted babe. Maybe tomorrow¡¯ she said


    ¡°Am gonna be on top Love, you''ll just have to rx¡± I said going ahead to pull off her nightie.


    ¡°You don¡¯t understand. I can¡¯t even lift a finger. You''ll have to svck it in tonight¡¯ she said


    I felt like crying


    ¡°Please vicky!...¡±


    ¡®I''ve worked enough today. I need some rest. Pity me Randy. Let¡¯s do it tomorrow¡± she said covering her body with the nket.


    vicky is never like this,


    What''s wrong?


    Is she mad at me?


    I sat beside her thinking of another technic.


    If I look at her, she''d look away.


    Hmph


    I pouted my lips.


    Sheughed.


    ¡°I thought I was useless. Come here¡± she said and removed the duvet.


    I smiled andid beside her kissing her neck.


    ¡°Am sorry vicky. But I said you weren''t useless. You''re very important to me¡± I said kissed her.


    I got my hand under her butt cheek rubbing it to get her in the mood.


    I didn''t cut the kiss as I pulled off her night shorts.


    Suddenly a knock came on the door.


    I paused and then we heard Mike''s loud voice crying.


    The maid Came in and handed him over to vicky. I watched as she started petting, trying to make him to stop crying.


    And we lived happily ever after


    The End!


    The Novel will be updated first on this website. Come back and


    continue reading tomorrow, everyone!