KRISTENI knew she had a sly plan when I heard her ask, “Have you ever fantasized about watching me pleasure myself?”What I didn't expect was to get restricted from using my hands.Her boobs were larger than I remembered, the soft plums a beautiful feast to my eyes. I could see the smooth flesh of her inner thighs and the desire swarming her brown irises."Go there," she ordered, pointing to a couch in the corner of the room. "And take off those obstructions."In a haze of desire, and lust—I couldn't tell one from the other—I rose to my feet and shrugged off my trousers. The shirt and briefs followed seconds later, leaving my hard cock throbbing expectantly, jutting out in front of me like the heralds of a very important news.I could already see a clear pool of precum on the tip of my cock, but I knew she would only tell me to stop if I did as little as touch myself. I sat on the couch, and she hastily turned the bed to her auditorium. "You love my boobs so much." It wasn't a ques
JUNEI confronted Mark about his feelings, and he came clean. I felt guilty hearing him speak of how much he had loved me for the past 10 years. I was such a fool for not realizing that the boy who had always been by my side was in love with me. It was painful to think that I played with his emotions all along, constantly speaking of Kristen in front of him. I can't express how much pain he passed through when I got together with Kristen. Yet, he was there for me through thick and thin. I can't ever ask for a better friend. That was why I vowed to help him. I will always be there when he needs me. The moment the makeup artist left, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I looked different. I can't explain how she did it, transforming my face until I looked so much like a doll. “You are beautiful," Mark whispered, coming to stand beside me. He locked his gaze with mine through the mirror, grinning. “Thank you.”Dressed in a dark blue suit with a golden tie, he looked so mature an
KRISTENI stood on the balcony overlooking the sea, my light-cotton robe dancing behind me to the tune of the wind. I couldn't contain my happiness. Within twenty-four hours, my life had suddenly become complete.June made me complete. It took everything in me not to burst into tears when I saw her coming up the aisle with her dad.My doll... My June... My life had spontaneously gotten back on track, and I couldn't be any happier that June was there with me to celebrate, to give me congratulatory kisses, and to pleasure me as we rejoiced.Immediately after the wedding had ended, we flew out to Maldives for our honeymoon. In June's words, "Seattle has too many bad memories. I need a breather."And I couldn't help but agree. Here, in a bungalow close to the sea, we had all the time in the world, making out when we wanted and engaging in all sorts of fun activities. In less than twelve hours, we had played in the shallow part of the water, fucked on shore, fucked on the kitchen island,
EPILOGUEJUNEPeering down at my baby, I tried not to shed a tear. Martha Mary Storm was the name Kristen gave to her, in honour of the two women who played significant roles in our life.I tenderly caressed her red hair, which was so much like her father's. The only thing she picked after me was her honey-brown eyes.She produced noises in her throat, and I did the same, inducing her to giggle like a darling. It has been 6 months since I gave birth to my baby. Favour and Henry literally live with us. They do nothing else in their leisure aside from spending time with their granddaughter, who I have no doubt will be spoiled rotten.It doesn't help matters that Mark adores her. He's always getting presents for her, declaring to be the best uncle she can ever have.He hasn't found a girlfriend yet, though he insisted he wasn't in a haste to find one. I have sought countlessly to help him out, to ease my guilt, but he doesn't seem to want that. Kristen asked me to let it.“Darling, Mark i
JUNE"Fuck me harder, Kristen.”The sound of moaning and the slapping sounds that followed woke me up from sleep. I sat up on the bed and stretched my muscles. “Yes, Kristen. That's it! Hit my damn pussy!” A woman cried out. I rose from the bed and hastened towards the door.The thoughts of what was going on in the room opposite mine made my heart feel like it was being sliced in two. I knew I should return to my room, but the thoughts of seeing him naked far outweighed my need to run. “Fuck. You are so tight,” Kristen growled in that deep voice of his that never ceases to send rippling shivers down my spine. My legs shook, yet, I managed to reach his door. I gently opened it, like I always did any night he brought a whore back. His back, and his beautiful tattoo, were the first things I saw. His rippling muscles bulged with each thrust he made. His black hair was tied up, showing the tail of the dragon tattoo that ran down his back. Lying in front of him was a woman.Though
KRISTENFuck! Fuck!! Fuck!!!I hate myself right now.What kind of a shitty uncle am I?I ran my hand through my hair as I went back to my room. The print of my dick against the short I hurriedly jumped into when June bolted almost made me sigh. Sex had never felt so repelling as it did now. In a bid to gather my thoughts, I paused outside my door with my forehead resting on the goddamn frame. With the way I pulled out of the woman—still on my bed, probably—and bolted out, I don't think she will still be in the mood. What's worse, I left her tied. I palmed my face and sighed. June was supposed to be asleep. Hell, I was the one who woke her most of the time since she slept kind of deep. Was I that loud? No, rephrase that: was she that loud? My mind spiralled as I slowly pushed into my room. I did not expect the sight that greeted me. The whore—forgive me, I don't know her name—was spread on the bed, a side of her lower lip caught by her teeth, and her thighs spread like a fucking w
JUNE“June—”My phone chose that moment to ring.I hastily got up from the chair I was sitting on and hurried over to my bed.I answered the call the moment I saw the caller's ID.“Mark?”“Are you ready? I'm waiting outside for you. Don't forget, you promised to help me with my assignment," he rushed the words the moment I answered the call.“Shit.....”I gulped when I noticed the dark stare from my uncle when I used the cuss word.“I will be down in a few!” I disconnected the call. “That's Mark. He's waiting for me downstairs.” I carried my backpack and stuffed my phone into it.“June, I'm not through —”“Love you, uncle.” I took the juice from the tray he brought in and pecked him on his right cheek before I hurried out of my room, stuffing the juice in with my phone.It wasn't until I took three steps that I realized something.My uncle is still in my room.However, that's the least of my problems. I'm worried he might snoop around.And that, right there, is the issue.I don't need
KRISTENAfter June's surprising request for me to leave her room so she could lock it, I lingered at the sitting room's window, closely watching her as she talked with Mark.I don't know where the conversation tilted to that made Mark lift the hem of his shirt, but it did not sit well with me.I slowly opened the front door, monitoring the way June sighed as she stared at his abdomen. Was he showing my niece his dick?!Anger poured into every inch of my body as I stood on the front porch, a visible scowl on my handsome features.Talking about handsome, I have always been termed sexy, good-looking, and even beautiful! With natural red hair which I regularly dye black, and noticeable green eyes set below long lashes, I easily grab attention—especially of the opposite sex. I have been told to let the natural colour of my hair be, but red is not a colour I love.Mark's car had still not moved an inch.Each second made me grow agitated. What does he want with June anyway? His father was my