12 Sinful days of Christmas

playing with fire

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw him rushed past me without bothering to look at my side.

I quickly hid the bra in the blacket that was on the couch. I used the blanket to clean the mess we made on the couch and rushed to drop it in the laundry room before he comes back.

I was already relaxing in the living room when I remembered that I have not returned the pill bottle to where I took it from. I quickly rushed to his room to see if I could sneak inside and return it.

As I approached the room, I heard clapping sounds, accompanied by Celina's sweet moans

“Oh oh oh oh oh oh ah ssss sss ah ah ah… ” her voice was unmistakable, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of arousal.

I gently opened the door to peek inside, and my gaze met Celina's. She smiled at me, still bouncing up and down on Benjamin's c**k in a reverse cowgirl position while moaning like a pornstar. My eyes widened in shock and my d**k hardened instantly.

I stood there, frozen in shock, as I took in the scene before me. Celina, still smiling at me, continued to ride Benjamin with reckless abandon. Benjamin, his eyes closed in ecstasy, was oblivious to my presence.

My mind was racing with conflicting emotions - shock, anger, and arousal. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Celina, who had just been with me, was now enthusiastically riding my father.

I felt a pang of jealousy, but it was quickly overridden by my arousal. I couldn't help but be turned on by the scene before me. Celina's moans and the sight of her bouncing up and down on Benjamin's c**k were too much for me to handle.

I knew I should leave, but my feet seemed rooted to the spot. I was trapped, unable to look away from the debauched scene before me.

Five minutes later Benjamin grunts loudly. He held her in place and took charge of the scene as he pumped her harder and increased his pace. Celina shivered like an epileptic patient before collapsing on his chest.

Benjamin left her on the bed and headed intothe bathroom. Seeing this, a risky thought passed through my mind and I slowly pushed the door opened and tiptoed inside the room.

I became confident when I heard the shower running.

Celina's limp figure laid exhausted on the bed. She was sleeping face down, her cheek pressed into the pillow, and her arms and legs spread out to the sides, forming an x shape.

I silently approached her and gently climbed up the bed. I enjoyed the gaze of her freshly shaved p***y that was dripping c*m. I slid a finger inside her p***y and she let out a soft moan, arching her back for penetration.

I wanted her so bad, but I must seek her consent before doing it. I turned her over and she nearly shout when she saw my face. I quickly covered her mouth with my hand and motioned for her to stay quiet.

Benjamin was still in the shower, oblivious of what was happening a few feet away. I knew I had to be quick, that I couldn't risk getting caught.

I leaned in closer, my heart pounding in my chest.

Celina's eyes seems to bore into mine, and I could sense her hesitation. But then, in a movement that seemed almost imperceptible, she nodded.

It was all the encouragement I needed. I turned her to lie down on her side and lifted her leg up, revealing a wet p***y.

It was at this crucial moment the shower stopped running. I quickly jumped down the bed and ran outside the room, forgetting to close the door behind me.

I ran back to the living room, my heart racing with excitement and fear. I couldn't believe what had just happened. I almost made myself homeless!

I later focused on calming down my erection, almost singing lullaby for the stubborn d**k.

Five minutes later, I heard footsteps of someone descending the states and I knew it was my father. He met me in the living room, listening to some talk show.

“Jake, I had some important meetings to attend to and I had to travel to Maldives for the business meeting, so I wouldn't be around during this festive period. I've sent your feeding and upkeep allowance into your account, take care of the house and family.” My father said, before going out.

“I sure will” I replied with confidence as I watched him leave.

The time is 23:06, and I started wondering what type of business partner would ask him to meet at midnight.

The house is now mine, it's time to f**k the lady of the house!

Sharon is not yet back from her boyfriend's, so I must tread carefully, not to get caught in the act.

I sat on the couch, waiting for Sharon to come back. At least she should be able to control this insatiable monster of mine.

My mind wandered to Celina's cleanly shaved p***y, but I quickly threw it off my mind; I must not be caught.

At exactly 23: 30, I heard a knock on the door. I went to open it and I was greeted by Sharon's dishevelled figure.

“Har 're you doing blo?” she slurred, staggering into the house.

Her cheeks were bright red, and she was wearing a different dress from the one she had left in earlier.

Her silver short gown was revealing an ample cleavage and her breasts were struggling to pop out of the dress.

The high heels she was wearing added more to her instability. her legs wobbled like cooked spaghetti as she tried to walk. She tried to hold me for balance, but she missed a step and fell on me. Before I could try to lift her up, she vomited on my chest.

I picked her up after much struggle , then I bolted the door from behind, and dragged her to the bathroom, where I opened the shower on her head, letting the cool water wash over her.