WARNING: R18/ MATURE CONTENT: Here is another collection of wild erotic adventures and fantasies. _____ Robert, A teenager typically battling with growing up were convoluted by his pornstar brain and pantie fetish. Derek, his best friend who also struggled with his hormones brought Robert to the realization of all the green lights gotten from his stepmom; Orva, his stepsister and twin sister (Carmen). But there is more to the story when he took a turn out for his family incestuous drama.
While nervously tapping her fingers on the table, Orva Duplessis Steed glanced at the time. She jumped when the knock came despite anticipating it. She stood up, took a sip from her glass, and then proceeded to the door.
Orva said, "Come in," then stepped aside. The tall youngster needed to crush past. He bumped her breast with his elbow while he was holding a box in both hands.
He flipped his shoulder-length hair and said, "Mrs. Steed everything is done outside. The software is all that remains." His eyes were twitching with nervousness as he set the box down on the kitchen counter.
She licked her lips before saying, "Philipp." The boy's eyes darted to her chest as her sides' arms tightened.
"Yes, Ah, Ma'am."
"Please Call me...Orva."
"OK, Orva...Orva it is. Therefore, em, where is the computer I'm supposed to install this on?"
"It will be on my husband's computer. Stick with me". She said with a grin.
They entered the house's back section after departing the kitchen. Their master bedroom and office were separated from the kids' rooms in this modern addition to the old house. The main entryway in the lobby was to the office, yet Orva passed it and brought Philipp into the main room. She stopped and slid her hand over the finish of the extra large bed, then went on through the entryway into the joined office. She was playing a stupid game, but it helped her feel better. She thought, "Fuck Kebbi's security system."
Orva watched Philipp hook something up to the computer's back and install software for the next ten minutes.
He said, "All right, sit here, and I'll show you how it works." He got up and turned the turn seat around for her.
Orva sat, scooted forward, leaned back, and raised her head to look up at Philipp. She stated, "Show me." He was looking straight down into her cleavage's depths.
"Double click this icon," he instructed.
She exclaimed, "Wow, it's so clear!" while pretending to care. She made the dumb blonde role her own.
There were two images on the screen. One was the driveway that ran down the side of the house and the other was the front porch. The back porch's bottom steps were visible to her. Kebbi could now see everyone who comes in and out.
"What is it used for?" She asked, and while using the mouse, she covered Philipp's hand. It shuddered.
"Em, that's the control for the zoom." He directed the pointer to a button row. This is the mode of activation. It records every time something moves outside and is set up like a motion light. The remainder of the time, it only displays the image."
She responded, "Great."
Philipp had no idea that when her husband got home, he would change his password and only he would be able to see what was recorded. He had different ways to ensure that she only had friends he liked and shared with her.
"My supervisor let me know there was one more PC that I should introduce the view board on," Philipp said. " Is it around here??."
Orva replied, "Yes," and then accompanied the boy to her desk in the far corner of the room. He did the same thing over and over on her computer while she thought of things she shouldn't have.
"Okay, it's finished". He declared.
"All ready??".
"Indeed, there's less set up when it's simply the view board," Philipp said. "Let me demonstrate how it functions".
"Will this computer as well record?" She asked.
"No, this is a secondary tool. Its signal comes from that PC".
"The images in these two windows will be visible if you click this button and there is movement". He added.
Orva got up and pushed her chair back. She exclaimed, her rage rising, "Wow, this will make me feel so safe. My headset is on all day as I work on transcription. Anybody could break in and do...you know Mmm, no one can really tell how somebody could treat me." She made a pause before adding, "Things aren't the same as they used to be." That was an exaggeration.
"Yeah, right....Regarding that, here's one of Philips' standard nanny-cams" he pulled it out of the box he had brought.
"It is simple to integrate into this system."
Orva's heart began to race.
"More like a surveillance... right??"
"Yes," Philipp responded. "To let a babysitter know that you might be watching, it's not as discreet as a spy camera."
The hairs on the back of her neck stood up as she considered her time spent as a babysitter. She stated, "Those days are over." like she would let her husband get close to a babysitter. "My older children are my live-in babysitters, so my youngest no longer requires it".
He paused, "All right, but if you change your mind..uh-oh I'm not supposed to offer this, but if you don't tell my boss, I could come free and help you out".
Orva stroked his forearm with her hand. Sadly, if she took the boy up on a special service visit, her husband would know. "It will be our secret, so no problem".
When she was a girl, she had always loved keeping secrets, so when she heard Philipp playing this silly game with her, she was excited.
When Philipp was gone, Orva sat before her PC, her stomach turned and her fingers shuddered. Spycam, as entered in the search field. She just wanted to know more.
WARNING: R18/ MATURE CONTENT: A 40-year-old divorced father, struggling to make ends meet, stumbles upon a mysterious job opportunity as a driver for Luxury Limo. Desperate for a solution to his financial woes, he takes a chance and applies for the position. As he navigates the interview process, he encounters an enchanting obstacles. But as he delves deeper into the world of Luxury Limo, he begins to realize that nothing is as it seems. Will he uncover the secrets behind this mysterious company, or will he become entangled in a web of intrigue?
Donna didn't expect her stepsister and her best friend to conspire against her. She was backstabbed and made her soon-to-be husband annul their engagement. Terribly heartbroken and having no one to run to, she landed in a bar, where she recklessly drank herself to a stupor. Waking up and finding herself naked, but the mysterious man she had a one-night stand with was gone. When she thought everything was going to be fine since she was still wealthy and can take care of herself, she was accused of getting involved in an illicit business, her reputation, and everything she had worked for was gone in a flash and later got kicked out from the place she called home. No home, and no place to run to, she sought for death, but death was far away from her and her life became miserable when she found out that she was pregnant and had no idea who got her pregnant. Years later, she got the surprise of her life when she got entangled with a ruthless billionaire who claims he fathered her twins. What happens when the twin brother of the ruthless billionaire returns back home and claims paternity as well?
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Seven years ago, Emerald Hutton had left her family and friends behind for high school in New York City, cradling her broken heart in her hands, to escape just only one person. Her brother's best friend, whom she loved from the day he'd saved her from bullies at the age of seven. Broken by the boy of her dreams and betrayed by her loved ones, Emerald had learned to bury the pieces of her heart in the deepest corner of her memories. Until seven years later, she has to come back to her hometown after finishing her college. The place where now the cold-hearted stone of a billionaire resides, whom her dead heart once used to beat for. Scarred by his past, Achilles Valencian had turned into the man everyone feared. The scorch of his life had filled his heart with bottomless darkness. And the only light that had kept him sane, was his Rosebud. A girl with freckles and turquoise eyes he'd adored all his life. His best friend's little sister. After years of distance, when the time has finally come to capture his light into his territory, Achilles Valencian will play his game. A game to claim what's his. Will Emerald be able to distinguish the flames of love and desire, and charms of the wave that had once flooded her to keep her heart safe? Or she will let the devil lure her into his trap? Because no one ever could escape from his games. He gets what he wants. And this game is called... The trap of Ace.
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
[WARNING! FOR 18+ ONLY] After a fight with her stepmother, Beverley Holmes suddenly received a wedding invitation that made her face pale. Not because it was from her ex-boyfriend, who was getting married to another woman. It was because the bride's name written on it was her own! How could it be?! So, her stepmother didn’t lie to her? The woman had actually sold her to pay off a multi-million dollar debt? Then who is her future husband? *** The first time Brent Oliver saw his future wife on the wedding altar, he vowed never to be seduced by her beauty and sexiness. However, he didn't expect that the more time he spent with her, her innocent, virtuous, and hard-to-get demeanor would be so seductive that it would drive him crazy. Can he continue to maintain his relationship with his secret lover? Or is he stuck with his alluring wife instead?
Loraine was a dutiful wife to Marco since they got married three years ago. However, he treated her like trash. Nothing she did softened his heart. One day, Loraine got fed up with it all. She asked him for a divorce and left him to enjoy with his mistress. The elites looked at her like she was deranged. "Are you out of your mind? Why are you so willing to divorce him?" "It's because I need to return home to get a billion-dollar fortune. Besides, I don't love him anymore," Loraine replied with a smile. They all laughed at her. Some believed that the divorce affected her mentally. It wasn't until the next day that they realized she wasn't fibbing. A woman was suddenly declared the world's youngest female billionaire. It turned out to be Loraine! Marco was shocked to the bone. When he met his ex-wife again, she was a changed person. A group of handsome young men surrounded her. She was smiling at them all. The sight made Marco's heart ache severely. Putting his pride aside, he tried to win her back. "Hello, love. I see that you are a billionaire now. You shouldn't be with suckers who just want your money. How about you come back to me? I'm a billionaire too. Together, we can build a strong empire. What do you say?" Loraine squinted at her ex-husband with her lips curled in disgust.