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2026-06-28 19:39:21
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My Mom's Boyfriend Jealous flames
(Beverley’s POV)I was lying in bed when it started again.The familiar, rhythmic thump of their bedframe hitting the wall sent a sharp jolt through my entire body. My eyes snapped open in the darkness, heart already hammering against my ribs. At first it was just the steady creaking of the mattress, but then came Mom’s breathy moans, soft and sleepy at the beginning, quickly building into loud, shameless cries that cut through the thin walls like a knife. “Yes, Daddy… fuck me harder!” Her voice was raw, needy, and far too clear.My stomach twisted violently with sharp, burning jealousy. It was even worse this time. The sounds drilled into my brain, every detail excruciatingly vivid. The wet, obscene slapping of skin against skin echoed relentlessly. Mom’s screams of pleasure grew higher and more desperate as she called out his name again and again, completely lost in ecstasy. Marcus’s deep, dominant grunts and low, animalistic growls rumbled through the wall in response, those same p
My Mom's Boyfriend Managing her
(Marcus’s POV)Beverley avoided me the entire day.It was driving me absolutely crazy.From the moment she came downstairs for breakfast, it was clear something had shifted. She kept her eyes on the floor, refusing to meet my gaze even once. No playful smiles, no teasing brushes under the table, no secret glances that usually set my blood on fire. Just cold, deliberate distance. Every time I tried to get close, she would leave the room or give short, one-word answers that felt like ice water thrown in my face. I could feel the anger and jealousy radiating off her, the fallout from last night still burning strong.I tried to play it cool in front of Bianca, making normal conversation and helping with breakfast, but my focus stayed locked on Beverley. She sat quietly, pushing food around her plate, her body language screaming stay away. The memory of her locked door and silent treatment gnawed at me. I knew exactly why she was upset. She had heard everything last night. The sounds of m
My Mom's Boyfriend Avoidance
(Beverley’s POV)I woke up the next morning with a heavy feeling in my chest, like a weight pressing down on my ribs that refused to lift. The memory of last night played on repeat in my mind, the rhythmic thumping of the bedframe, Mom’s breathy moans turning into loud screams of pleasure, Marcus’s deep, guttural grunts as he fucked her. “Yes, Daddy… fuck me harder…” Those words echoed in my ears, twisting something ugly inside me. The jealousy was still there, sharp and raw, like an open wound. I didn’t want to see him. I didn’t want to look at him. I didn’t want to feel anything for him right now.I stayed in my room as long as possible, pretending to work on NYU application stuff. My laptop sat open on my desk, but the words on the screen blurred together. Instead, I stared out the window, replaying every sound from the night before. The way Mom had called him “Daddy” with such shameless need. The wet slapping sounds. His low groans that used to be reserved for me in the dark. It
My Mom's Boyfriend Jealous Flames
(Beverley’s POV)I was lying in bed, waiting.The house had grown quiet hours ago, but my body was already humming with anticipation. My skin felt too warm under the sheets, my nipples tight against the thin fabric of my tank top. Between my legs, my pussy was wet and aching, slick with need that had been building all day from the teasing games I’d played with Marcus. I kept glancing at the clock on my nightstand. It was the usual time, the window when he would normally slip out of the master bedroom and creep down the hall to me. My heart raced with that familiar mix of excitement and power. Tonight, I planned to reward him just a little. Maybe let his hands wander further. Maybe even let him slide inside me for a few desperate strokes before pulling away again.But tonight, something was different.At first, I thought I was imagining it. A faint rhythmic thump through the thin walls. Then it grew clearer. The familiar creak and slam of their bedframe. Mom’s breathy moans starting s
My Mom's Boyfriend Everywhere
(Beverley’s POV)I was getting addicted to the power.It coursed through me like a drug, making every heartbeat feel electric. The way Marcus looked at me now, desperate, hungry, barely holding it together, gave me a rush I’d never experienced before. After leaving him aching and leaking the night before, I woke up the next day with a wicked plan. I was going to push him even further, testing just how much he could take without breaking.I chose my outfit carefully: another ridiculously short silky gown, this one a soft baby pink that hugged my body and barely skimmed the tops of my thighs. No panties underneath. The fabric felt cool and slippery against my skin as I moved, a constant reminder of how exposed I was. When I finally went downstairs, the house smelled like roasted chicken and herbs, Mom was finishing up dinner.Marcus was already at the table, helping set things out. His eyes locked onto me the moment I entered, tracing the way the gown clung to my breasts and hips. I saw
My Mom's Boyfriend More addictive
(Marcus’s POV)I was losing control.Beverley had turned the tables on me completely, and I didn’t know how to stop it. Or if I even wanted to.After that torturous lap dance and the way she’d left me hanging earlier that night, I was rock hard and aching. My cock throbbed painfully in my boxers as I lay in bed next to Bianca, who was fast asleep and breathing softly beside me. Every shift of the sheets sent sparks through my over-sensitive dick. Precum had soaked through the fabric, leaving a cool, sticky reminder of just how badly I needed release. Sleep was impossible. My mind kept replaying every teasing wiggle, every brush of her ass against me, the wet heat I’d felt through her panties. She was in my blood now.I couldn’t take it anymore.Quietly, I slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Bianca. My heart hammered in my chest as I crept down the hallway, the floor cool under my bare feet. The house was silent except for the distant hum of the air conditioner. Beverley’s door wa
My Mom's Boyfriend Heated words
(Beverley’s POV)I barely slept that night. The conversation with Mom kept replaying in my head on an endless loop, like a broken record I couldn’t turn off no matter how hard I tried. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her hopeful face from earlier in the evening, that soft, almost apologetic expr
My Mom's Boyfriend After they talked
Marcus's POV I was lying on the bed scrolling through my phone when Bianca walked into the bedroom, looking stressed. The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast shadows across the room. Bianca closed the door behind her and let out a long sigh, rubbing her temples. Her shoulders slumped, hair messy fr
My Mom's Boyfriend Public Tease
Marcus's POV Breakfast was pure fucking torture, the best kind.I stood at the stove flipping bacon, the sizzle of the pan filling the kitchen, but my attention was completely locked on Beverley. No matter how hard I tried to focus on cooking, my eyes kept drifting back to her. She’d just bent ove
My Mom's Boyfriend After the touch--- Marcus's POV
I was still downstairs in the kitchen, shirtless in just my loose gray sweatpants, when the urge hit me hard. I told myself I needed some water, but that was complete bullshit. The real reason was her. I couldn’t stop thinking about Beverley. The memory of her full, heavy tits in my hands earlier t
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