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?
Eve is left with no choice other than getting married to Jason who is arrogant and has not an iota of respect for her. Eve is in need of changing the poor status of her family and Jason needs to secure his company by getting a wife. Their marriage is built on pretence and deceit for the sake of keeping his company and her family's new wealth. However, things change the minute Jason finds out Eve was a virgin the next morning after their first sex.
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.