With breakfast nearly ready Kora yells... Son! come down... Breakfast is ready! She takes her apron of, showing her little sun dress and takes a seat at the table waiting for her son
"Kora, I keep telling you, my names Velien, shit.. Vel if it's easier" I say with confidence, I notice Kora's tight little sun dress she has on knowing full well what she is like. As I walk past her to get to my seat, I stun her with a cheeky softly kiss on her neck and whisper into her eat "Morning, voice becomes more firm Kora" as I gently use both hands to give her shoulders a little Squeeze before seating myself at the table. "So what do we have here then?" Looking at basic breakfast set up in front of me, acting like it's just what wanted.
She blushes and bites her lip when Velien kisses her neck softly and whispers in her ear. The sensation sends shivers down her spine. As he takes his seat she can't help but smile at him, feeling a bit guilty for how excited this makes her. She clears her throat to try and compose herself There's some pancakes and bacon... I hope that's alright.
Knowing how flustered that made her I begin to play on it further by telling her "yeah sounds good Kora, here's some of my "meat" and place them into those buns of yours" as I sexually imply indirectly with a devilish smirk. "Whats the matter Kora?, you seem flustered" I say going about my breakfast.
Her face burns even brighter at his innuendo. "I-it's nothing," she stammers, trying to laugh it off. "You just always know how to make me feel... uncomfortable." There is a certain thrill in the way he says things, like he knows exactly what buttons to push.
Iaccidently drop my fork near her onto the floor, to which I go down to retrieve it, and to my surprise Kora takes this moment to be a little daring and widen her legs nonchalantly knowing full well I would see her long legs upto her smooth, peachy tight pussy. I confidently run my finger along her inner carv-muscle and say "I've found my fork" and return to my seat, "so, have you buttered ya buns or do they need buttering ?" I say knowing full well she's trying hard not to give in.
Kora glances down at her legs, realizing what she just did. She blushes even harder and shifts uncomfortably in her seat. "I-I'm sorry," she mumbles, looking away. "I don't know why I do these things." As for his buttering comment, all she can do is giggle nervously and spread some butter on her pancakes, feeling more flustered than ever.
"Hmmn well, I'm going to take MY meat up to my room, and the butter, if you want to get them buns buttered you know where I am" I say, providing the invitation to see this flirting further, knowing full well that she loves being a flirty cheeky slut behind my father's back, especially when I'm home.
Kora blushes deeply at the suggestion, her heart racing. She tries to maintain some semblance of innocence as she asks, "What, just because I was a little flustered? There's no need to go upstairs with that..." Her voice trails off, unable to deny how excited it makes her.
"I know, ether way, im sure it's better than being at the dinner table" I say confidently walking away, knowing that she can't resist being a flirty sexy slut
As he leaves the room, Kora feels a mixture of exhilaration and guilt washing over her. She takes a deep breath, telling herself that it's just harmless flirting... but she knows better. There's something about being with Velien that makes her want to be more than just his mother's friend; it makes her want to be his slutty little secret too. Slowly, she stands up and follows him upstairs.
Her husband is out of town again for work, so they have the house to themselves... and Velien has made it perfectly clear that he wants her all to himself today. She swallows hard as she climbs each step, feeling herself growing wetter with anticipation at the thought of what might happen next.
I see her go to my door and begin to hesitate and bite her lip, not knowing I'm in my father's and koras room across from mine, "Kora, over here" I say softly, my shirt off, and in my towel. "Are you ok?" I gently whisper slowly taking her hands my fingers slowly glinding up her bare arms, and across her soft shoulders and down her waist, I ask her "may ask but, what bra size would you sat you are?" As I slowly kiss her neck and gently begin to caress her breasts that have no current bra supporting them.
"Oh..." is all she can say as she's caught off guard by his question. Her hands shake slightly in his as he touches her, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. "Um... I don't know... 36C, maybe?" She breathes out slowly, barely able to concentrate on the conversation with him touching her like this.
Her nipples harden beneath his fingers and she arches into his touch, wanting more. Her mind swirls with thoughts of what else he might want from her... and how far she's willing to go.
I can feel myself starting to get aroused as he continues to touch me like this. It's been so long since I've felt wanted in this way... and with my husband always working, it feels even more taboo. "Vel..." I whisper, my voice barely audible above the pounding of my heart.
He slowly slides a hand down between her legs, cupping her through her thin panties. The touch sends shockwaves through her entire body and she moans softly into his ear. She can feel herself growing wetter by the second as he teases her sensitive folds, causing her to press closer against him in desperation for release.
"It is taboo Kora I know just how hard you must be fighting this feeling" I say as my last word is followed by a single flick of my tongue against her hardened hungry left nipple.
My eyes roll back in my head as he suckles on her nipple, drawing it deeper into his mouth and teasing the sensitive bud with his tongue. Her other hand slides down to cup him through his towel, feeling how hard he already is for her. The desire to make him happy nearly overwhelms her... to be his secret slut until they are alone again.
She moans louder this time, arching into his touch as she starts grinding against him. Her hips move restlessly, seeking relief from the building tension within her. "Please..." She whispers brokenly, barely aware of the words coming out of her mouth.
All of a sudden her phone rings "well I guess that will be dad then" I say as Kora goes to answer it.
She freezes when her phone rings, reluctantly taking it out of her pocket and glancing at the display. It's indeed her husband, though she doesn't recognize the number. Her heart starts to race as he asks where they are. She can feel Velien tensing behind her and knows that he heard everything. "I-I... we're just in my room..." she stammers, glancing back at him nervously before looking away.
"Are you sure that's such a good idea, honey? I mean, it might look bad if someone..." Her voice trails off as she glances back at Velien again, her cheeks flushing with shame and desire. She wonders what he would think if he knew about all of this... if he could see her like this, wanton and needy for his son's touch.
"Aren't you going to answer your phone? It might be that poor old sad sack of a man you call a husband?" I say with a cheeky flirty smirk. "Answer it, and let's see if you can be composed enough over the phone as I tease you" as my tongue gently flicks wrappedly across her hard left nipple
"Fine," she says, her voice shaking slightly as she presses the speakerphone button. Her husband's voice echoes through the room, and she tries to keep her breathing steady as they chat. She looks back over at Velien, watching him out of the corner of her eye as he continues to tease her. The sight of his hand slowly sliding down between her legs, pressing against her aching center, only makes it harder for her to focus on the conversation.
Her husband eventually hangs up after a few minutes, telling her that they're running late and he loves her. As soon as the call ends, she lets out a shuddering breath and turns back to Velien. Her eyes are dark with desire and her mouth hangs slightly open as she waits for him to take control again.
"Soo what did the old man say slut?" I say with a devilish grin encompassing her entire breasts into the palm of my hand squeezing her firmly as I gently bite down on her nipple, slowly getting harder as her nipple Hardens while I await her reply.
She arches into his touch, moaning softly as he bites down on her nipple. "He just said... he loves me," she gasps between breaths. Her hips buck against him, seeking relief from the ache building inside her. She glances back at Velien with pleading eyes, begging silently for him to finish what he started.
"Then show how much you love him by taking care of this big hard cock," I demand as I slowly slide one hand down further between our bodies and finally find purchase on the warm smooth flesh of her lower lips, where they begin to part and my finger slides gently but firmly inside her wet heat.
Her mouth falls open in a silent moan at the intrusion, and she begins rocking against his finger, desperate for more. "That's it," I whisper roughly into her ear as I watch her writhe beneath me. "Give it all to Daddy."
"Besides, you love being a little slut don't you?" I say virgously hitting that spot setting her up to gush all over their bedding "gush all over my fingers like
her husband doesn't care about you feeling" I say as she cums hard around my finger, arching her back and crying out in ecstasy. Her thighs quiver and tremble as she comes down from the high, leaving a sticky trail of pleasure across the sheets. "So show me how much you love being this little slut," I murmur into her ear, trailing kisses down her neck before pulling away slightly to admire his work.
Her face is flushed with embarrassment and desire, but there's something else there too: a strange kind of satisfaction. She glances down at her messy panties, still wet from where he fingered her earlier, and feels a shiver run down her spine. "I-I..." she stammers, unable to find the words.
"You what?" I playfully ask with a cheeky smirk, did you think that this was going to go completely different to what you had in mind Kora?" I say with a devilish smirk, if so.. please tell me what you invisioned..my kisses down her stomach "little.." past her navel "slut" tip of my tongue very gently laps at her thorbbing horny clit
I never imagined this would feel so good... or that I'd want it so much. "I-I guess..." she trails off, her voice barely a whisper. Her hips arch up off the bed as he teases her clit, desperate for release once more. His fingers find their way back between her legs, and she whimpers softly into his ear as he touches her again.
Her body trembles with need, and she struggles to catch her breath beneath his skilled ministrations. "I love this... being with you like this..." Her words are a quiet confession that leaves them both silent for a moment.
I leave it limger for a moment to then reply flirtingly "but that wasn't the question was it hmmm?" using the flat of my tongue against her clit
Her breath catches in her throat as he presses his tongue firmly against her swollen bundle of nerves, and she throws back her head with a moan. "No... but I wanted this..." She arches into his touch even harder, begging for him to take her over the edge. Her pussy clenches tight around his fingers as she feels herself getting closer, the pleasure building up inside her until it threatens to consume her whole.
"Then tell me what you want, my little slut," he whispers into her ear before taking her hard, aching clit between his teeth and sucking gently, sending shockwaves of ecstasy through her body. "Tell me..."