Nadya's dirty dreams: a taboo harem fantasy by Jack Pinkhunter

Author:Jack Pinkhunter [Pinkhunter, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2022-03-07T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

I woke up by the summer light streaming into this bedroom. I was at least a few feet away from Nadya. She must have pushed me further aside in case someone would sneak into our bedroom again. Our mom knocked on the door. “Mark, Nadya, it’s 1 pm, aren’t you awake now?”

“Yeah, mom,” Nadya said in her groggy morning voice. She was clad in her tight denim shorts and hid her two jiggling breasts in a bra. Her hair was a bit tangled as she hadn’t brushed it yet. She packed the camera back into her purse along with the tripod.

My eyes trailed back to the sheet and to my surprise, I woke up with morning glory that had never been so bright and strong. Even after two releases … I shook my head and couldn’t believe it myself. By the sound of Julie’s voice, it didn’t seem like Ashley had told her. And I prayed it was true.

Nadya threw my clothes at me. “Let’s eat some breakfast, they are waiting for us.”

“I would rather hide in the bed,” I mumbled. Getting dressed had never felt so painful in my life.

“I’m hungry,” she said. “I will wait for you at the table.”

I was more than glad we didn’t have to go out at the same time. I went first to the bathroom to wash every scent of sex from my body. I didn’t want to leave a single trace of yesterday’s acts.

I went outside. Ashley had already grilled sausages and had the table filled with bread and butter. She gave me that smirk again as she noticed me and more attention directed between my legs. It was just something I had to deal with from now on. “Have you been watching your phones in bed or been sleeping for so long?” our mom asked us.

It was hard to conceal our groggy morning voices. “I was on my phone,” I just told her, not sounding convincing at all.

“Be glad your children aren’t fighting,” Ashley said and gave both of us a wink.

Julie looked briefly at Nadya. “Yeah, you have been unusually calm lately.”

Ashley giggled but then suppressed it. She was going to spill the beans sooner than later. You couldn’t cage in a woman’s tongue.

We enjoyed the food before parting. We then hugged each other goodbye. When Ashley embraced me, she whispered in my ear, “Take care of your stepsister.”

“I will,” I said and swallowed hard as I pushed my glasses further up my slippery nose.

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