1. Mia's Revenge: Momma's Fuck Toy


    Date: 7/16/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Incest, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 77.8, Source: sexstories.com

    your father's wife?" I am startled. My eyes abruptly wet with tears. Yes, I am weak to have my revenge deep inside. I will accomplish it nevertheless. Time is what will set up my strength and heartlessness. The day I wedded Sebastian, Lucas was not merry looking. In contrariety, he was furious with me and envious of Sebastian. How am I so positive about it? Back when I was dating his dad, he had this to tell me: "Mia, don't you think my dad is too old a man for you. I see no reason you should insist on marrying him. You are young and beautiful. I beg you—go and look for someone else your youthful age." "What are you trying to insinuate, Lucas? That Sebastian and I don't deserve to be together? Is that it?" "I am only being polite with you. I don't want you later on regretting having married a man that is too old to take excellent care of you. I am certain that dad will not satisfy every one of your needs." Something happened the night Sebastian returned to Nevada from Europe. We were at a particular hotel with the company of his son. Inside my room, I wore leggings, a bra and G-string—and wrapped a nightgown over myself. With gracefulness, I strutted out to his room and tossed the door open. Having stepped into the living room, I took off my gown and cautiously laid it on the sofa. Then I went searching for him, only to discover Lucas who had just emerged from the shower in his bareness. "Lucas?" Self-reproach struck me. I nervously hurried back into the living room and ...
    looked for my nightgown. This was a big mistaking on my part! What was I going to explain to Sebastian? By the time he turned up into the living room, I had long covered my nakedness. He had veiled his as well. “Mia, I didn't picture you had such a breathtaking body. I am fascinated, honestly." How dare he gave voice to that filth? "Damn you, Lucas," was all I could say. That was when he started acting weird around me. Whenever we were alone, he would caress me and peck my skin. I did everything I could to keep away from him. Sebastian was close to catching us in erotic positions limitless times. "Lucas, I am a married woman; married to your own dad for sanity's sake. Will you please respect that?" He chuckled every time I said that. It was as though I was wasting my time explaining worthless things to him. "I like you, Mia. Nothing is going to stop me from having you. Do you hear that?" I miss him. Lucas Wyatt; my sin-given spouse; the man I prefer to spend my nights with. He might be away. Yet memories of him are intense like sweet, flaming incense. For six nights now, I have been sleeping by myself in our enormous lush bed. Here—there is no one to hold me to his naked chest; no one to peck my forehead and caress my breasts. My nights are lonesome and dull without him. It cannot be true. I do not have the smallest faith in my eyes when I look forward and see him. He stands mutely, his luggage ditched on the airport floor. He is dressed in pale jeans and a pitch-black jacket that ...
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