Kayla is arriving to an small town, birth placd of her high school sweetheart and future husband, as tradition demands, the bride will stay for 30 days with the husband family to know them better and form a strong family bond
I see her and know i have to fuck her instantly
As the taxi pulls up in front of the McGuire's house, she takes a deep breath, feeling a mix of anticipation and nervousness. She steps out of the car, adjusting her heels as she looks around at the quaint town. Finally reaching the doorstep, she hesitates for a moment before knocking, eager to meet the family of her beloved Michael.
Her knuckles rap on the door gently and you hear shuffling coming from inside, footsteps growing closer as the door swings open revealing...well, certainly not what she expected. Instead of her mother-in-law's soft features or Michael's handsome face, she finds herself staring up at a pair of piercing blue eyes set in a ruggedly handsome face framed by a head of salt and pepper hair. His broad chest is bare, showcasing a trail of dark hair leading down to his jeans where his impressive bulge threatens to rip through the denim.
Her breath hitches as she sees Holden, his tall and toned figure making her heart race. Her eyes dart downwards before meeting his gaze again, feeling both intimidated and aroused at the same time. "H-Hello..." she manages to stammer, blushing slightly under his intense scrutiny.
He leans in, puts hand on her cheek. "Hello there, you must be my daughter-in-law, the lucky girl who won Michael's heart." His voice is smooth as silk and his touch sends shivers down her spine. "Come in, I have something for you." Before she can react, he turns and leads her inside, closing the door behind them with a soft click.
Taken aback by his boldness, but unable to resist his charm, she follows him inside with a soft gasp. Her gaze lingers on the strong lines of his back, admiring the way he moves so confidently through their home. When they reach a living room, she looks up at him expectantly. "What did you want to give me?" she asks, her voice slightly breathless.
I hand her a diamond necklace from my brother, and show her to her room
Her mouth falls open in surprise as she takes the box from his hands. "It's so beautiful," she whispers, already feeling tears prick at her eyes. She glances up at him again, her cheeks flushed with emotion. "Thank you, thank you so much." A part of her is uncomfortable being the center of attention like this, but another part of her relishes in it... and the way he's looking at her makes everything feel so intense.
I lead her to her room and tell her to make herself at home,
With trembling hands, she sets the necklace down on her dresser and takes a few steps away, trying to compose herself. "Thank you again," she whispers as she glances back at it longingly. Then, feeling a wave of nervous energy course through her body, she turns toward him with a shy smile. "Um... where's Michael? Do you know if he's home yet?"
He wont be home until tomorrow, he got stuck at work
Her heart sinks slightly at the thought of spending the night alone. She bites her lower lip nervously and glances around the room, not sure what to do with herself. Then an idea comes to her; she's seen some of Michael's old movies around the house, maybe she could watch one? Without waiting for Holden's response, she turns toward him hesitantly. "Um... do you mind if I, uh... find something to watch on TV or something?"
Go for it, ill be in the other room
With a grateful smile, she quickly finds her way to the family room and starts flipping through the channels. As she settles onto the couch, her eyes immediately land on one of Michael's favorite movies. A contented sigh escapes her lips as she pops it in and curls up under a soft blanket, already lost in the familiar story.
As the film progresses, she begins to relax further into herself, her legs stretching out across the couch with an audible groan of relief. The tension from earlier fades away with each passing minute, replaced by an unexpected sense of comfort and ease. It feels nice being here... and despite not knowing him well yet, there's something about Holden that just makes her feel at home.
As she looks through the box of movies she finds a dvd with my name on it and decides to give it a watch, when the screen flashes on it shows an empty bed, soon me and another woman enter the screen and i roughly fuck this woman. Kayla has happened upon one of the porn videos that i starred in
Her heart skips a beat as she recognizes your figure on screen, but her mind can't quite process what she's seeing. "H-how did this...?" she whispers to herself, eyes glued to the television. Her face turns bright red as you and the other woman engage in intimate acts; it feels like a knife through the heart, watching this unknown woman pleasure you so eagerly.
She takes a shaky breath, trying to focus on something else... anything else, but her eyes keep creeping back toward the screen. A strange mix of emotions churns within her: jealousy, arousal, and an odd sense of longing. It feels like she's intruding on something private, yet at the same time, she can't help but want more...
Kayla:Her mind reels as she watches you on the screen, her body responding in ways she never expected. She quickly feels warmth pooling between her thighs and bites down on her lower lip to stifle a moan. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, the tension inside of her building with each passing second. She closes her eyes tightly, willing herself not to be so affected by what she's seeing... but it's no use. She spreads her legs and begins masturbating to the porno. She is aroused by how rough i am with the other woman. I use her as my whore and she is turned on by this.
Her breath hitches in her throat as her fingers brush against her swollen clit, her hips arching up off the couch in time with the rhythm of her touch. Her gaze drifts shut, images of you and the other woman dancing behind her eyelids as she succumbs to the fierce need pulsing through her body. She moans softly into the crook of her arm, fingers moving faster, determined to reach that blissful release... but with each orgasmic spasm, only more longing and desire well up inside her.
I hear her from the other room and decide to take a peek at her, i dont make a move toward her but i realize the opportunity i have to slowly corrupt kayla.
Her body quivers as she reaches yet another climax, moaning into the couch in pure pleasure. "Ahh... ahh..." She feels your presence nearby but doesn't dare open her eyes, afraid that if she does, this perfect moment will be ruined. The sensation of being so close to you, yet separated by only a thin wall of privacy, ignites something deep within her. Her hips twist against the couch, seeking out more friction as she struggles toward release one last time.
I slink away without her realizing i witnessed her moment of pleasure.
The last tremors of pleasure fade, leaving her limp and satisfied but craving more. She takes several deep breaths, trying to calm the racing of her heart as she realizes you've moved away from her. Slowly, she opens her eyes and blushes when she sees your knowing gaze fixed on her face. It feels almost... naughty. And exhilarating. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of what else might happen between them... if only she could allow herself to explore this strange new desire that's taken hold of her heart.
"Well, well... looks like you enjoyed yourself," he says with a wry smile, stepping closer to her. His voice is deep and smooth, sending shivers down her spine despite the casual tone. "Don't worry about being embarrassed in front of me." He sits down on the couch beside her, their shoulders touching lightly. "I thought it was rather... interesting," he adds with a knowing grin.
Her face turns even redder at your teasing words and she looks away, hiding her blush behind a hand. "I-it wasn't... it was just a movie..." she stammers, her voice unsteady. But deep down, she knows the truth; there's something about you that makes her want to explore these feelings... made her crave this release more than anything.
Dont worry i wont tell micheal, youre secret is safe with me. However i might ask you to help me out later and you have to help or else
"H-Help you... with what?" she manages to stammer, her heart racing as she wonders what sort of favor he could possibly ask of her. Her gaze darts nervously between your eyes, searching for any hint of malice or sarcasm... but instead, she finds only curiosity and maybe even a glimmer of desire. She's not sure if she should be frightened by this newfound attraction, or if it's something she should embrace.
She doesnt want to cheat on micheal so she agrees and we go our separate ways for the night
Torn between her loyalty to Michael and the inexplicable pull she feels toward you, she takes a deep breath. "I-I'll help... I want to," she whispers, her voice trembling slightly with fear and eagerness. Her eyes meet yours, searching for any hint of what might lie ahead. Despite the uncertainty, there's something about your words that make her heart race faster... a strange new sense of excitement building within her.
She swallows hard, feeling a mix of anticipation and nervousness course through her veins. "Whatever it is," she says softly, barely above a whisper. "Just tell me what to do."
Im not gonna cash in my favor just yet but it will come. I suggest yku get cleaned up before micheal gets home
His words send a shiver down her spine, but she nods gratefully nonetheless. "Y-yeah... I should probably do that," she says quietly, her gaze drifting away for a moment as she tries to steady her racing heart. She takes one last glance at you before standing up, brushing the rumples out of her clothes. Her movements are awkward and unsure, but there's a new confidence growing within her; a desire to explore this strange new world that you've shown her... even if it means going against everything she thought she knew.
Micheal comes home that night and we have dinner together. The rest if the night proceeds normally and we all go to sleep.
During dinner, she keeps stealing glances at you, wondering what your secret favor might entail... and if it's something that could possibly make her feel the way she did earlier. As the meal progresses, a nervous energy fills the air between them, making conversation stilted and awkward at times. But despite this tension, there's also an undercurrent of something else; a newfound respect and understanding that wasn't there before.
She feels torn between her love for Michael and the strange attraction she has to you... but deep down, she knows that somehow, things will work out in the end. Whatever happens, she just hopes that everyone can remain happy and content with whatever choices they make.
As the night progresses, I continue to steal glances at her as well, reveling in the forbidden tension that has arisen between us. Even though she is committed to Michael, there's something about her innocence and curiosity that draws me in like a moth to flame. The thought of exploring this further fills me with both anticipation and guilt, but I can't seem to help myself.
Her heart races every time she feels your gaze on her, and she can't help but feel flustered by the attention. Even though she knows it's wrong, there's something about you that makes her crave more... makes her want to see where this newfound attraction leads. The thought of pleasing you fills her with a mixture of excitement and nervousness, but at the same time, it feels right. Right for some reason she can't quite explain.
Its the next day and micheal is back at work. Kayla is starting to wear less cloths around me and is stealing flirtacious glances at me.
Her heart skips a beat every time you walk into the room and she can't help but admire your physique. She catches herself checking you out more often now, feeling a thrill of anticipation run through her whenever she thinks about being near you. Despite knowing that it would be wrong to act on these feelings, she finds it harder and harder to resist the temptation... especially with how close they all live together.
Later that nigbt we have dinner again but my girl friend comes over and joins us
Her heart sinks as she sees you sitting down to dinner with another woman. The pang of jealousy is sharp and immediate, but she forces herself to keep her expression neutral. She takes a deep breath and tries to focus on the conversation, determined not to let her emotions get the better of her. Even so, it's difficult for her to tear her gaze away from you both; every time your eyes meet across the table, they seem to exchange unspoken words that leave her feeling warm and fuzzy inside... despite knowing she shouldn't be feeling anything of the sort.
That night me and my girlfriend fuck. It can be heard all throughout the house making kayla horny and jealous.
As she lays in bed that night, every moan and groan that carries through the house sends a shiver down her spine. Her fingers itch to touch herself, remembering how good it felt when you watched her earlier... but she knows better than to give into these urges. Instead, she focuses on trying to calm her racing heart and quiet her mind, telling herself that everything will be fine in the morning... even if deep down, she can't help but feel a newfound longing welling up inside of her.
The next day its just me and kayla in the house again and she mentions my girlfriend and i having sex
Her cheeks flush at the mention of it, but she can't hide her curiosity. "W-What was it like...?" she manages to stammer out, barely able to believe she's even asking such a question. Her heart races faster as she waits for your reply, feeling a strange mix of jealousy and arousal churning within her. She bites her lip nervously, unsure if she should have brought this up at all... but unable to stop herself from wanting to know more about you and your life outside of their small family unit.
The thought of you being intimate with someone else only serves to make her want you even more, filling her with a heat that spreads through every inch of her body. She blushes deeper, feeling acutely aware of the fact that she's wearing one of Michael's shirts and nothing else beneath it... making her incredibly vulnerable right
Are you a virgin, i ask astonished. I realize the golden opportunity i have to turn her jnto a cock loving whore
"W-What makes you ask that?" She stammers, the blush spreading down her neck and onto her chest. The thought of being a virgin is almost too embarrassing for her to consider... but the possibility that you might know something about it sends a shiver through her.
Her heart races faster as she wonders what your reaction will be if she tells you the truth. Part of her wants to hide this secret from you, while another part wants nothing more than to confess everything and see where it leads. She bites her lip nervously, unsure which impulse to follow but unable to deny the need growing inside her for some sort of resolution.
I think it's obvious your curiosity, excitement and embarrassment all point to one thing. That you are indeed still a virgin. However I realize this is something you should probably save for Michael, so i won't press the issue further. But know that if ever you do change your mind, about saving yourself for him specifically, I would be honored to be the first person to help you explore your desires in that regard.
Her heart skips a beat at your words, an electric current running through her veins. She swallows hard, feeling heat rise to her cheeks as she tries to steady her breathing. The thought of being with you... the idea of losing her virginity to someone else besides Michael... it's both thrilling and terrifying at the same time. For a moment, she finds herself torn between her loyalty and this strange new desire that you've awakened within her.
She looks up at you from beneath her lashes, uncertain whether or not to say anything more. The tension in the air feels heavy and thick, as if it could snap at any moment, sending them both spiraling out of control. It's a delicate balance... one that she's not entirely sure how to navigate yet. But she knows that whatever happens next will change everything forever.
I understand your predicament, and I respect your loyalty to Michael. However, should you ever decide that you want to explore this newfound desire of yours, know that the offer stands. It's important for you to be happy and fulfilled in every aspect of your life, even if it means stepping outside of your comfort zone or challenging preconceived notions about what is expected of you as his girlfriend. The choice is entirely yours, Kayla, and I will support whichever decision you make.
My heart races as I consider your words, the temptation to explore this newfound desire burning hot within me. "Th-thank you," I manage to stammer out, feeling both grateful and conflicted at the same time. I bite my lip nervously, unsure how much longer I can hold onto my loyalty... or if it's even what I truly want anymore.
The tension between us grows heavier with each passing moment, making it difficult to focus on anything else except for the way you're looking at me. It feels like we're balancing on a knife's edge... and with every breath we take, that edge seems to grow sharper and more precarious. I don't know what will happen next, but one thing is certain: nothing will ever be the same again.
She says “i want micheal to be my first but i also want to have experience so i can make it good for him”
I glance around the room, feeling suddenly self-conscious. "I don't know... maybe I could practice with someone else? Just to feel more comfortable?" My voice is barely above a whisper, but it carries the weight of my desire for this new experience. The thought of pleasing Michael and being able to give him the best first time possible only makes me want it even more.
My cheeks flush as I realize what I've just suggested, but there's no taking it back now. The words are out there, hanging in the air between us... and with every heartbeat, they grow heavier and more difficult to ignore.
I love to help you gain some experience if thats what you mean
Her heart pounds in her chest as she processes your words. She looks up at you nervously, wondering what you mean by that. This is all happening so fast... she never expected to be discussing something like this with you. But the thought of losing her virginity to someone else before Michael... it's too tempting to ignore. "W-What do you have in mind?" she stammers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart.
Well i could show you how to have sex… in a hands on manner
My cheeks flame as I consider your words. The thought of you teaching me... showing me how to please someone the way I want to with Michael fills my mind with images too vivid to ignore. But at the same time, there's a part of me that's scared out of my mind. This is new territory for both of us, and I don't know if I can trust myself not to cross lines we shouldn't be crossing.
With a shaky breath, I force myself to meet your gaze. "I-if you're sure that's what you want... I mean, you'd be doing this for me... helping me..." The words tangle in my throat as I wait for your response, unable to hide the hope etched on my face.
Of course, why dont we start with oral. She is a bit take. Aback but i help her undress and i sit down, positioning her infront of me. “ now slowly slide my pants off”
I hesitate for just a moment before reaching out to touch you. My hands tremble as they brush against your warm skin, helping to pull your pants down over your hips. As they slide further down, revealing your hardness beneath, my heart skips a beat. The feel of it pulsing in my palms only serves to make me even more aroused.
I look up at you through my lashes, nervous and eager all at once. "W-what do I do now?" I whisper, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart.
You can stroke it a little with your hands, and suck the tip of it.
I swallow hard, trying to quell the nervousness welling up inside me as I lean forward and gently wrap my lips around the tip of your cock. My tongue flicks out, exploring every inch of your length while my hands stroke you slowly, learning the rhythm that feels best for you. The sensation of having you so close to me... feeling your warmth and strength against my lips... it's overwhelming in the best possible way.
With each pull of my mouth, I draw more of your hardness inside, relishing in the way it fills my throat and makes my head buzz with pleasure. My hips begin to move instinctively, grinding against your lap as I take you deeper, more easily now that I've gotten a feel for how far I can go. The sounds of our bodies coming together fill the air between us, driving both of us closer and closer to the edge
I reach down and grope her tits while she sucks my dick. I then tell her to stop and say, “ because i have so much experience its harder to make me cum, So im gonna show you how to deep throat”
I feel your hands on my breasts, squeezing and massaging them through the fabric of my shirt. It's an intense sensation that heightens both my arousal and my anticipation as you stop me from pleasuring you any further. I look up at you through my lashes, wondering what you have in store for me next. "Deep throating," you say quietly, voice rough with desire. "That's how you make a man really feel it." My heart pounds against my ribs as I nod eagerly, waiting for your instruction.
I stand up in front of her and grab the back of her head, she keeps eye contact with me as i slowly push my cock deep inside her throat. I start moving faster and faster until i face fucking her.
I gag as you push further into my throat, your cock sliding past every boundary I thought possible. But despite the difficulty, there's something exhilarating about being so completely filled by you. The sensation of your heat spreading through my mouth and down my throat makes me shudder with pleasure, and as you continue to thrust against me, it's all I can do not to writhe in ecstasy.
My eyes never leave yours as you take me deeper and deeper, watching for any sign that I might struggle or need to stop. But the truth is, I don't want to disappoint you. I want to show you how much I can handle, how far I'm willing to go for this newfound connection we share... even if it means pushing myself past my limits.
She chokes on my dick as i hold her in a deep throat for a long time, and then when she taps out i slap her across the face as puuishment
My eyes widen in surprise at the sting of your hand against my cheek. It's sharp and shocking... but it only serves to heighten my arousal even further. A shiver runs down my spine as I realize how close this makes us, how deep our connection goes now. Despite the pain, I can't help but feel grateful for the intensity of these moments we share... for the trust you have in me to push myself and experience things I never thought possible.
As your cock slides free from my mouth, I gasp for air, feeling a mix of relief and loss as our connection breaks. But even with your hand pressed firmly against my face, I know that nothing can change what we've shared today... and I have a newfound appreciation for the power of desire and exploration.
Im close to cumming so now your gonna stroke my cock unti i cum on your face, if you fail to make me cum in thirty seconds you have to start wearing no cloths around the house
My heart races as I watch your expression twist with desire. Gingerly, I reach out and wrap my hand around your hard length, beginning to stroke you in the rhythm that feels most right for both of us. My eyes never leave yours as I do so, afraid that if I look away or falter in any way, it will be enough to make you lose control.
My breath comes faster with every passing second, each thrust of my hand bringing us closer and closer to the edge. The thought of making you cum right now... of sharing this intense release with you like this... only serves to make me more determined to succeed.
I cum after a minute of her stroking my cock and i paint her face with my cum
My hands tremble as you pulse inside them, releasing your hot seed onto my skin. It feels incredible, the warmth spreading across my face like a brand, marking me as yours in this intimate and primal way. I don't know why I'm so aroused by it... but I can't deny that I am.
As your orgasm subsides, you pull free from my grip, leaving my hands empty and aching for more. My gaze meets yours once again, searching for some sign of what comes next... but all I see is the same fierce determination burning bright there. And as it does, so too does a newfound longing begin to stir inside me. A need for this connection... a hunger that no other person in my life has ever fulfilled before.
Without another word, you turn and walk away, leaving me standing here with your cum sme