Hello readers,
Long hiatus to write the penultimate chapter - so sorry - but all good things need to come to an end! Read about your favorite slutty family ladies - Aunt Rita, Steffi, Maya, and young Rasha - as they stretch their holes for the men in their secret lives.
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"Open the door, Maya! I need to pee," Rasha said, banging her fists on the bathroom door, mildly annoying her elder sister behind the door.
"I'm also very late for my gym class," she said, looking at the multiple texts on her phone from her long-lost lover.
"I'll need a couple, Rasha," Maya replied. "Best you use the loo downstairs at aunty Ritas' apartment."
Maya heard her sisters' footsteps, as she walked away, but not without cursing under her breath. But there was little Maya could do in her current state, something Rasha wasn't aware of.
Maya stood naked in front of her large bathroom mirror, with little white patches drying over her dark skin. Each time she broke away from Rory, her cab driver and current lover, and had some time of her own, she had to cover her hickies in moisturizer, lest they turn into sores.
And each time she examined her body, there was a new cut, either in a new place or at an inexplicable angle, in difficult to reach places. As was her passion, she couldn't really blame him for what he used to do to her body, but the pain and treatment thereafter was almost becoming ritualistic.
The gash on the nape of her slender neck was a regular, barely healed before it was pried open again. Only last night she had told him to avoid this side of her neck but had given him little other option while bouncing on his lap.
The ones on her breasts were more understandable, but the cuts next to her nipples were the most painful. It was as if he wanted to chew out her areolas, and no matter how she twisted her body, she always found them tucked between his jaws.
He took her raw, and she never refused, in the heat of moment!
There were some new ones this morning, and she tried to jog back her memory to put a date and time against them.
There was one on the side of her waist, just above her hip bone, and she recalled he had bitten her there while sliding her skirt down her long, slender legs.
It was the same moment where he had uncovered her ass, and had dug his nose into her crack, a fetish she had found both repulsive and arousing. And while she was trying to keep her balance, he had more than nibbled on her bony ass, a tear she was struggling to moisten with the ointment.
The ones between her thighs were becoming recurring, with the fresh marks provided during her session a few nights back, when she was sucking the life out of his manhood, and he was licking her inners with the same passion. The more she blew him, the more he chewed on her fresh, in and around her groin, before darting his tongue back in.
Maya waited for the ointment to dry and made a mental note of speaking to Rory later this afternoon about his indiscretions. But at the same time, she thought about the last few months, and how he was now in complete command of all her senses.
A lowly driver with a history, and perhaps even a present, with her cousin Steffi, who was given her the best sexual sensations of her life. In her confused state, she walked over to the commode and sat down, holding her head in her hands, trying to flush out any conflicting thoughts, unsuccessfully.
Over the past few months, a lot had changed in her life.
Her cousin, Steffi, had quit her job, much to the disapproval of Vince (read Chapters 1-3 of Yours Lustfully) and Rory. The former she could understand; the latter she secretly hated.
Steffi was apparently taking a "sabbatical', spending more time touring the countryside than she was at home. Her unsuspecting parents were completely oblivious to their daughters' shenanigans and but were happy to see a job offer letter from M&J Construction Company, short for Moin and Javed, at double prior salary.
Her constant dismissal of the prospect of getting married was much to her parents' chagrin, but they had made their peace with the seemingly flexible time frame she had bargained for herself.
Rasha had stopped preparing for university admissions and was now aimlessly looking for a job locally. Maya suspected that it was on account of her new-found interest in Robin but couldn't quite convince her sister to focus on her career first.
However, she didn't quite have as strong a view on this subject as her aunt, who was very dismissive of Rashas' love interest. In fact, her aunt was so vehemently opposed to it that Maya would find herself defending Robin for no good reason at times.
And then there was Dave, who had now come back as a fresh grad, and was spending more time at her aunts' place than looking for a job. Not that Maya had any interest in him anymore, but for some unknown reason, she couldn't explain why he wasn't making the moves on her.
Yet, she was happy that he was helping her aunt with her household chores, who had recently decided to get an IVF, and was a month pregnant now!
Maya had initially despised the thought, but her aunt had gone ahead without consulting or informing her, and there was little merit in speaking to her now. The child would support her aunt in her greying years, is how Maya had convinced herself.
And finally, there was Rory, the man in her life for the best part of the year go by. The same man who had taken her in his dingy apartment; the very apartment which was now her second home. He was her chauffer, lover, and tormentor, all at once, and it made no sense to her, no matter how much she thought about it.
She would dine with him, go to the cinema with him, send his dirty clothes to the laundry, pay for his expenses, and yet, get fucked by him more times than she could count in a day, in each of those places and more!
Thinking of him made her realize that she had to get ready for work. Thankfully, the ointment had dried up now, as she slid on her work clothes. Rory would be here soon, she thought to herself, and could help but notice the twinkle in her eyes and the wetness between her legs, as she walked away from her reflection in the mirror.
She thoughtfully placed the ointment tube in her purse. It came into use within the first 10 minutes of getting into his car.
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"That took a while," Robin said, pulling Rasha into the car, as she shut the door. He kissed her lips passionately while Rasha kept an eye on the road for any passersby.
"It's hard to wait for my love," Robin said, kissing her flushed cheeks, as he turned on the ignition.
"Shit," she said, "I forgot my purse upstairs in the mad rush to meet you." She put her hand on the handle but felt his palm on her thighs.
"I'll run up and get it. You sit and relax," Robin replied.
