In the beginning, Priscilla remained civil about it and did not create any friction between them, surprisingly Davina and Priscilla remained very close friends maybe even closer than before. The respect and love between both was almost as that of a mother and a daughter. It was after the first three months that things started to deteriorate between the two. Priscilla’s anger was pent-up to the brim by then. It was getting harder and harder, day by day to see the two together and her pent-up anger was slipping through the seams.
Priscilla had been hurting bad enough but when they had gotten engaged, Priscilla had totally lost it. She was tired of her mother’s best friend hitting on her male friends and this was the straw that broke the camel’s back. She had cornered Davina and had yelled at her. Priscilla’s Mom got involved and took side with her best friend against her daughter and some pretty heated words had been exchanged and Priscilla had actually taken off for a few days.
When she had returned she had felt a lot calmer. Although she was still unhappy about what had happened she was at least able to get along with her mother and Davina a little bit better.
The wedding took a few months to plan and Priscilla found herself and her mother doing a lot of the work for Davina. It seemed like once Davina had gotten engaged that the actual work of the wedding didn’t interest her. It was typical of her to behave that way, though. Priscilla had seen Davina done the same type of thing over and over again. Usually it was Priscilla and her Mom that ended up making the plans, worrying about the practical, boring stuff, and doing all of the leg work to set things up so that Davina could just have fun and enjoy herself. While Priscilla didn’t mind doing some of the work she was starting to get tired of Davina constantly leaving things up to her and her Mom instead.
Finally the big day had arrived and Davina had been almost impossible to deal with. In addition to insisting that Priscilla handle all of the details of the wedding she had been angry and short tempered. She had snapped at Priscilla repeatedly and finally Priscilla felt the need to just walk away. She knew Davina was under stress and was trying to handle it as best she could. There had been a couple times when Earl had come to find her and had given her a friendly hug or a couple words of encouragement to try and cheer her up. At the beginning of the day that had worked well but as time had passed, Priscilla was finding it harder and harder to be understanding.
Chapter 2
The ceremony went off without a hitch and there was only the photo session standing between Priscilla and the reception. She listened to Davina giggling with her friends and tried not to let anyone see how angry she was about the entire situation. She couldn’t believe that her mother’s best-friend had flirted with and stolen the one man that she was interested in; a man almost young enough to be her son, no less. Priscilla realized that Earl was a little too old for her, but it still didn’t make it okay that her mother’s best-friend had stolen him away from her.
Priscilla felt someone coming up behind her and she spun around. Earl was standing behind her. He looked amazing in the light grey tuxedo that Davina had asked him to wear for the wedding. He also looked nervous and a little overwhelmed.
“All this is a little hard to take, don’t you think,” said Earl.
He looked down at his feet and shuffled them a little. “I just can’t believe how many people are here today or how long everything is taking.”
He leaned back a little, in the way that people do when they are trying to stretch out their back.
“Yeah, it’s a crazy day for sure,” Priscilla said, turning to look at Earl. She looked up at him and flashed him a smile. “Soon we will be able to go to the reception and that should be a good party though.”
There was a short awkward moment of silence between the two and Priscilla broke it.
“So, when we started hanging out at work did you ever think for a minute that you would be my mother’s best-friend husband?” She grinned at the way Earl looked down and away from her when he was embarrassed.
“No, I didn’t. Even when your neighbor and I were getting close to one another, I never thought that we’d end up getting married. It all just sort of happened really fast and here we are today.”
Earl shrugged and then looked in the direction of his new wife. “I think she’s looking for me, Priscilla. I gotta get back to the photo session. You go ahead though and get to the reception. You might as well have a couple of minutes to enjoy the party before Davina needs you for something else. And make sure that you have a drink or two ready for me when I show up. I already let the bartender know that he should serve you and that you were getting a couple of drinks for me.”
He wrapped his arms around Priscilla for a moment and pulled her to him for a friendly hug and then let her go. He headed back to the group that was still getting their pictures taken while Priscilla made good on her chance to escape.
Chapter 3
By the time she walked over to the reception area, the party was in full swing. There wasn’t much of a line up at the bar but Priscilla could tell that it wouldn’t be long before one started to form. She was a bit hesitant. She was nineteen and had not had much practice ordering drinks up to this point. She grabbed two beers for Earl. She remembered the brand that she saw him drinking most often and so she simply asked for that brand.
When trying to decide what she wanted to drink she looked around and saw a couple of women drinking a clear, slightly yellowish liquid out of small cups. Because it looked like they only had small servings, Priscilla decided to try the same thing. Her reasoning was that if she didn’t have much to get through, it wouldn’t matter if it didn’t taste good.
Priscilla watched the women. It looked like they drank the entire shot of liquid in one gulp. She closed her eyes, put the cup up to her mouth and tilted it back. The alcohol burned all the way down her throat and made a nice, warm ball in her stomach. It tasted horrible but it made her feel good. Priscilla drained the other cup and then headed back to the bar. She asked for a couple more shots and a glass of wine and then headed for the head table. Within a short period of time she felt her head starting to swim a little. She felt less upset than she had all day.
Earl and the rest of the bridal party reached the reception a little while after Priscilla did. Davina was fuming because Priscilla had left the photography area and had ruined her grand reception entrance. Earl was annoyed because he had spent a lot of time having his picture taken instead of being able to enjoy the open bar that they had set up between the ceremony and the reception. He was less upset when he saw that Priscilla had managed to grab him a fairly good stockpile of drinks. She looked like she had enjoyed a few as well since she was a bit glassy eyed and unsteady on her feet.
The reception carried on late into the night. Earl and Davina danced together a few times and then Earl turned to Priscilla and invited her out to dance with him. It was a slower song and Priscilla found herself leaning against her neighbor’s new husband. Her head was spinning less and less as the night went on. She had stopped drinking and she knew that she was quite sober at this point. She hadn’t had much exposure to alcohol before. She wasn’t the sort of girl to drink a lot at parties so she made sure she only consumed a little of the hard liquor that evening.
Earl liked the way Priscilla felt in his arms. Her dress fit her beautifully and she looked wonderful with her hair and makeup done the way it was. When he had first seen her about two years ago at work he had found it hard to believe that she wasn’t of legal age. She had had a fantastic figure and a gorgeous face to go with it. Then, things had seemed to go in an unexpected direction when he had met Davina and all of a sudden, he was Priscilla’s mother’s best-friend’s husband instead of her boyfriend. It still made him feel a little odd when he thought about it all.
Priscilla watched the guests dancing and having fun. Finally, she decided that she had enough of sitting and watching other people partying and she headed out of the main reception hall. There was a smaller lounge that had been se
t aside for the bridal party and Priscilla knew that she would be alone there for a bit. She wanted some time to herself even if it was only for a few minutes or so.
Earl watched Priscilla leave the reception hall. He looked around to see if it would be possible for him to sneak away for a few minutes. It looked like Davina was busy doing shots with her other bridesmaids and he guessed that he had a little while before he was needed for anything.
Earl decided to make a break for it. He headed out the same door that he had seen Priscilla leaving through. Once he was away from the party, he too, headed for the lounge that they had reserved for their own private use.
The room was comfortable. There were a couple of couches in there. It was on one of the couches that he found Priscilla. She was stretched out along the seat and was staring up at the ceiling. A couple of empty cups littered the ground by the couch.
Chapter 4
He could see her nipples poking through the thin fabric of her dress. The top cupped her breasts and made them look full and heavy. Her hips were nicely curved and she had an amazing set of long, slender legs. He felt his cock stirring. Davina had come up with some crazy plan where they would stop having sex before the wedding, so he could save up as much of his sperm for her on their honeymoon night and now it had felt like forever since he had been with her. He was horny and his wife’s best-friend’s daughter looked stunning in her wedding outfit. He walked over to the couch and sat down by Priscilla’s feet. He turned to look at her.
“How are you feeling? You look a little tipsy. How much have you had tonight and what have you been drinking?”
He leaned over her and smelled her breath. It lightly smelled like tequila. He realized that she hadn’t been drinking as much as he had thought. He moved up the couch and she turned her body to make room for him.
Priscilla watched Earl moving and felt a tingle between her legs. She couldn’t help it. He was so muscular and handsome and she couldn’t deny that she had always wanted him badly. Sometimes, at night, when she was playing with herself, she pictured him kissing her and caressing her. She thought about his mouth between her legs and that was often enough to make her climax.
She started thinking about it now and she felt herself blushing and getting very warm. She sat up and shifted down so that she was sitting next to him. His arm wrapped around her and she felt him pulling her against his body.
Priscilla looked up at him and then, before she could stop herself, she reached up and kissed him on the mouth. It was soft and felt so good against her mouth. She was shocked when Earl kissed her back. He didn’t kiss her like any of her previous boyfriends. His kiss was hard and insistent and she felt his strong arms wrapping around her body.
He pushed her back against the back of the couch and slid in so that she couldn’t move away from him. As soon as she was trapped between her Earl and the back of the couch, Earl began to run his hands over her pure innocent body. He cupped her tits first, playing gently with the nipples before he slid his hands lower down and around so that he was touching her ass.
Earl could tell that she wanted him. He fondled her ass and then began to pull her skirt up inch by inch. It slid up over Priscilla’s knees and then higher so that it was up over her hips. She wasn’t wearing panties. Her cunt was neatly trimmed and he could tell from the way she smelled that she was very aroused. He slid a hand between her legs and felt how hot and wet her pussy was. Priscilla moaned with need. Earl moved his hands off of Priscilla’s body long enough to undo his pants and ease his cock out, then he went back to caressing and fondling her body.
Priscilla stared at Earl’s cock. It was big and slightly curved. She had never seen a real cock before and the size was a little frightening but she needed it in a way that she had never needed anything else before.
She reached out with one hand and stroked it. Earl groaned and thrust his hips at her, then grabbed the back of her head. He forced Priscilla’s head down onto his dick and moaned when he felt it sliding inside her. She licked it a few times and then began to slide it in and out in a steady rhythm. While she did, Earl continued to stroke Priscilla’s moist slit. Before long, he could feel her beginning to thrust her hips against his hand in a way that she knew would make her cum.
Earl chuckled and watched her response. It was hard to pay attention to her because of how good her cock sucking was but he didn’t want her to cum just yet. He wanted to play with her and keep her on the edge of climax until he was ready to put his cock in her. With his spare hand, he carefully pulled her dress down around her shoulders so that he could access her breasts. He gently flicked and pinched her nipples until they were rock hard and sticking out as far as possible.
“Oh Earl, that feels amazing. I need you, Earl. I need you inside me. Your cock is so big. Please, Earl, please fuck me?”
Earl groaned. He loved hearing a woman beg for his dick and Priscilla had a very sexy speaking voice. He knew it was time to claim her cunt.
“Lean back baby, and spread your legs. I’m gonna get inside you now. I’m going to make you mine.”
Priscilla did as instructed. He looked down at her body. Her dress was wrapped around her in a tangle of fabric and she looked like beyond horny, her make-up perfect. She had never looked so beautiful before. He pushed his cock up against her slit and slid the head inside. Priscilla’s eyes widened and he could feel how much he had to stretch her out.
“Oh, I’m being stretched open so much, Earl. I need this, though. I need you deep inside me. Please, Earl, fuck me hard and fast.”
Priscilla reached up for Earl and before he could rethink his decision to fuck his wife’s best-friend’s daughter, Earl rammed his cock home. Priscilla let out a loud cry and wrapped her legs around Earl’s hips. She could feel him moving deeper and deeper inside of her and it felt so good.
Earl thrust into Priscilla as hard and as fast as he could. Her cunt was hot and slick and once she was finally stretched enough to be accommodating his girth he was able to use her the way he had always wanted to fuck this woman.
He heard her whimpering and he put his hand over her mouth, gagging her and forcing her to be silent. She bit into the underside of his hand and he yelped, tore away his hand then cupped her mouth again.
“You be a good little whore and let me fuck you. Do you understand?”
Priscilla nodded, wide eyed. She loved the way it felt to be used this way. She could tell that it wouldn’t be long before she was cumming. Earl could tell too, and he groaned and began to fuck her harder and faster.
Before long, he could feel her pussy fluttering against his shaft and she moaned as she came. Earl thrust into her a few more times and then he filled her cunt with his hot load. Before long, they were cleaned up and had headed back to the reception.
Chapter 5
A few weeks later, Priscilla and her mother was having over Earl and Davina for dinner, they were sitting by the living room window, waiting for Davina and Earl to get there. The newlyweds had gone on a vacation and had been gone when Priscilla had taken a pregnancy test. It had come back positive and Priscilla had been panicking ever since.
She wanted to take Earl aside and let him know what was going on before she tell her mother. Sure enough, she got her chance a few minutes after Earl and Davina got in.
“Hey, Earl, do you remember what we did the night of the wedding? I wasn’t on any kind of protection, and well, I’m … I’m pregnant. I’m having your baby.”
She looked down at the floor and waited for Earl to lose his temper. Surprisingly, he didn’t.
“Oh honey, I’ve wanted to have a baby for a while now. I didn’t think I would get the chance to when I got together with Davina. I’m not sure how we can deal with this but I want to find a way. Just relax and we will get through this together.”
He pulled Priscilla into a huge hug and she finally felt that things might work out for the future.
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ABBEY PERRY
Table of Content
Step-Brother’s Naughty Friend & Virgin Sister Sex Story
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
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Everyone has a little Taboo. What’s yours?
Chapter 1
Madylin walked her poodle along the sidewalk, tugging at the leash whenever the dog found a smell it liked. It wasn’t even her dog, it was her mom’s dog that she conveniently left behind while leaving for a journey around the world. Madylin’s mother also left her brother, Chad and his best friend, Mike, behind.
It was a large house, their mom was hardly ever home and Chad being the eldest always took on the duties as being the man of the house. With that, whenever Mike sleepover (it was usually weeks at a time) he too also acted as if he were the man of the house and as if Madylin had to answer to him. She did got along with Chad and Mike, but there was always a tension between them whenever the older woman left them both behind.
Madylin and the poodle walked up the driveway of their two-story home.
She stepped loudly into the foyer. She looked over to her left as the little dog ran past her up the stairs. Her big brother’s best friend, Mike was laying across the couch in his underwear with his forearm over his eyes. He was either asleep or ignoring her.
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