Chapter 126 Vignette 109
I am eighteen but my parents do not trust me. They still think I was the wild sixteen year old girl who breaks every rule as long as they're not around.
I was better than that now. But they still find it difficult to trust me.
I finally turned eighteen and I showed my boyfriend, Nathan, to my parents.
That day, my boyfriend was going to come over. My parents didn't want him to. They don't trust me to be alone with a boy.
They feared I would get pregnant.
But I insisted and they gave in.
But on one condition…
They would leave a guardian at home to watch over us.
It was frustrating but I had to agree anyway.
That morning, Mr. Tony came earlier than we expected. He was the one who took care of me right from childhood, whenever my busy parents traveled on weekends.
He was just a frail old man who looked like he was in his early sixties. He survives off of small jobs, mainly from my parents.
My boyfriend was going to come over by 12:00 P.M, but Mr. Tony came home around a few minutes after eight in the morning..
I sighed, wondering if he had no other work to do that day except watching out for if my boyfriend and I would fuck each other.
My parents left about an hour later and it was just Mr Tony and I that was left at home.
It was still two hours before my boyfriend would arrive and I was getting bored and tired already.
Mr. Tony was seated on the dining seat, watching me.
He was watching me like he had thoughts in his mind.
Probably thinking about how he would report me to my parents when I slip.
I got up and stretched, then headed to my room.
Maybe if I sleep now, I will wake up when my boyfriend arrives.
I climbed up the stairs and walked into my room.
I didn't bother to lock it because I didn't want him to knock when he came. I just kept it half open.
I spread myself on the bed, staring at the ceiling until I slept off.
But all of a sudden, I started feeling something between my legs.
It was sliding in and out of somewhere.
And it felt sweet.
I could feel it low in my stomach.
My eyes were still closed, still dizzy as it happened right in the middle of my sleep.
Wait..
Is that a… cock?
Whoever it was, their hand was on my hip, gripping it tightly while thrusting inside me.
I moaned and made to open my eyes.
But before I could see the face of whoever was fucking me, he dragged a pillow and pressed it over my face.
I giggled, ” Nathan, is that you?”
No answer.
Just the sound of my pussy getting slammed and his groaning.
I moaned under the pillows and tried to push it away to see who it was but all my efforts were in vain.
And suddenly, he slammed harder and harder, his balls hitting my pussy.
I moaned.
That cock was so sweet.
And then he stopped thrusting.
His cock stayed at a fixed point deep inside my pussy.
I could feel the burst of cum flush inside me.
And then he pulled out.
I stayed like that for a few more seconds, trying to catch myself.
And when I finally did, I removed the pillow from my face but no one was there. It was just me.
I looked down at my cunt and it was dripping off the cum of someone who I didn't know.
Who the heck just fucked me?! I exclaimed.