All Chapters of Tomi's guide to bed wetting: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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The days after Chloe caught us felt surreal. Every time I saw her waving from her driveway or Marcus mowing the lawn, my stomach flipped with a mix of terror and raw want. I kept replaying how her mouth had felt on my clit while he fucked me, how they’d both zeroed in on my body like I was the only thing that mattered. What kind of woman lets her neighbors turn her into their toy? I’m supposed to be Daniel’s faithful wife, not some desperate slut getting double-teamed next door. But the ache between my legs never let me forget how good it felt.I did try to be good. I wore the long dresses, prayed with Daniel at dinner, even initiated a chaste kiss one night. He patted my shoulder and quoted, “Let marriage be held in honor among all, and let the marriage bed be undefiled.” I smiled sweetly and zipped up any part of me hoping he'd ever want to.But the pull was too strong.On a rainy Saturday evening, Daniel was in the living room, enjoying his solitude. Chloe had texted me earlier — a

DADDY 1

Ava stepped into the dining room wearing her favorite white silk nighty. It was short, dangerously short, with thin spaghetti straps and a neckline that dipped low between her full breasts. The hem barely reached the middle of her thighs. She knew it was revealing, but tonight she didn’t care. It was just the three of them, and the house felt warmer than usual.Her mom, Claire, was already at the table, smiling warmly.“Ava, honey, sit down. We need to talk before I leave.”Ava slid into her chair across from her stepfather, Damon. Her mom had married him two years ago. He was wearing a simple black t-shirt that stretched across his chest. When his gaze flicked over her barely-covered body, something flickered in his eyes.Claire reached over and squeezed Ava’s hand.“I’m leaving for that conference in Singapore tomorrow morning. I’ll be gone for two whole weeks. I need you to be good while I’m away, okay? No crazy parties, come home on time, and listen to Damon. He’s in charge.”“Yes

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“Daddy uhhh…” she moaned without thinking.Damon froze for a second, then spanked her even harder.She kept rubbing herself on his thigh like a desperate little slut, her soaked pussy leaving a wet spot on his pants. Her moans grew louder with every spank.But Damon didn’t fuck her.He just held her down, spanking her glowing red ass while she humped his leg frantically until she came hard, shaking and crying out “Daddy!” into the couch cushion.When she finally went still, he gently rubbed her sore ass.“Go to bed, Ava,” he said, voice strained. “Before I do something we can’t take back.”---The next morning, Ava came downstairs glowing. She wore one of Damon’s oversized shirts with nothing underneath. Her nipples were clearly visible, and every step made her breasts bounce.Damon was at the kitchen counter making coffee. He looked tired and tense.“Morning, Daddy,” she said cheerfully, walking right up to him.He swallowed hard. “Ava… about last night—”She cut him off by straddlin

The Tape with MY DRIVER

Shally stormed out of the penthouse, her heels thumping hard and fast against the paved driveway. Each angry step echoed her fury as she marched straight for the sleek black car waiting out front. She yanked the rear door open with a violent tug, jammed herself inside, and slammed it shut so hard the whole vehicle shuddered.Daniel, the longtime family driver, glanced back at her through the rearview mirror, concern creasing his brow. “Ha!, miss, is everything alright?”“Just shut up,” she snarled, her voice cutting like a whip. “Shut the fuck up.”She sat there fuming, arms crossed so tightly her knuckles whitened, jaw locked, eyes blazing as she glared out the tinted window. The rage rolled off her in waves. “Men are so bad. Men are so fucking stupid.All of you.”Daniel stayed quiet for a long moment, guiding the car smoothly down the long private drive lined with tall trees. Finally he spoke again, voice low and calm. “Miss Winter… you wanna talk about it? Or should I just drive?”

After Lectures 2

Lila stepped into Professor Carlos’s office, the oak door clicking shut behind her. The late afternoon sun filtered through half-drawn blinds, casting golden stripes across the cluttered desk and the leather chair. The campus outside had fallen quiet after the long lecture, leaving only the faint sound of distant voices around.She clutched the folder containing her revised article analysis, her heart beating fast. The white blouse clung lightly to her curves from the walk across campus, while the soft fleece skirt swayed against her thighs with each step. She’d chosen it deliberately.. it was hort, easy to move, and far too revealing if things went the way she hoped it would.“Professor,” she said, voice soft but steady as she approached the desk. “I brought the revised project. I spent two full days reworking the entire analysis. I think you’ll like what I did this time.”Professor Carlos leaned back in his chair, his dark eyes lifting to meet hers. He looked composed, besides the f

THE DARE

We are watching.The text lit up Carrie’s phone screen, making her stomach tighten with a rush of nerves. Her roommates were somewhere in the shadows near the old oak tree, binoculars ready, hearts probably pounding as hard as hers. The dare had sounded reckless at 2 a.m. after too much cheap wine. fuck one of the night-shift security guard so we could sneak out freely for the rest of the semester. Now, at 1:17 a.m., standing in the dimly lit side entrance of the administration building, Carrie wondered if she’d lost her mind.Mr. Gideon stepped out of the shadows. His uniform shirt stretched across his chest, sleeves rolled up to revealing his hairy arm. His dark eyes swept over her slowly taking in short sundress and loose hair.“Miss Carrie,” he said, voice low and calm. “You’re out late. Again.”I can't make excuses for you like last time, you may get punished.She swallowed, cheeks already burning. “I… needed some air. Couldn’t sleep.”He studied her for a long moment, then gla

Lost in the woods

It was raining cats and dogs, water soaking through my jacket as I pushed blindly through the dark woods. My legs were burning. My phone was long dead. Fear clawed at my chest with every step. The trees seemed to close in around me, branches like skeletal fingers reaching out. I had been walking for what felt like hours, slipping in the mud, jumping at every strange noise in the darkness. I was cold, exhausted, and starting to wonder if I’d ever find my way out. I wish I hadn't left home today.Then, through a gap in the trees, a small wooden cabin finally appeared with warm light glowing in the window. I almost sobbed in relief.I knocked on the door with a shaking fist.It opened. Two men stood inside, looking surprised.“Christ, get inside,” the taller one said quickly, pulling me in out of the rain. “Oh my, how long have you been in the storm?” he exclaimed.The other one brought a thick blanket and wrapped it around my shoulders. “Sit by the fire. I bet you are very hungry. Thank

HOME SERVICE

This place is beyond beautiful; it's a freaking paradise. I was at what we'd call the bougie avenue. Ever since I drove into this street, everything had been very alluring. I parked my car at the public garage, walking down to Condo 12. I stepped into the apartment I was meant to go to, my makeup kit slung over a shoulder. This place is a palace,from the automatic door to the cream-colored walls and furniture that looked like it cost more than my whole year's rent. A massive crystal chandelier was hanging in the reception room. I smoothed down my black dress, feeling a little out of place in my flat shoes and messy bun.The client Rachel had booked the salon I worked at for a quick home service before she headed out to some fancy event. My boss thought I was the best fit for her preferred aesthetic, and honestly, I was so grateful; this meant extra cash for me, and I needed it.Rachel greeted me at the door with a warm smile. She was so stunning I honestly think she could do without ma

HOME SERVICE contd

Rachel caught her breath, still on the call. "That was good, but I need more, baby. What else do you want?" she asked.Malik's voice dropped even lower. "That makeup artist... ArYAH he miss pronounced my name. She's still there? She's beautiful from what I saw. I want to see some real action. You and her. Touch each other for me. I'll make it worth it, two thousand dollars. Cash. I'll transfer it to you right now if she says yes.""Nuhh uh baby, I don't think that's okay, she's staff you know," Rachel said. "But my heart was already flipping from the amount he called.""Come on, Rachel," he begged. "Get her involved. I want to watch you two fuck. You know what? It's five thousand now."My stomach flipped. Five thousand? That was life-changing money for me,rent covered for months, debts paid, maybe even savings for my dad's medical bills. But... I wasn't into women like that. I liked guys. This was wrong, even if I was feeling excited at the thought of it.Rachel looked at me, her body

AFTER HOURS

The executive floor was supposed to be empty at this hour. It was past nine and I had finished vacuuming the long hallway. The clicking of computers were finally gone, only the buzz of the air conditioning and the squeaking of my sneakers on the floor could be heard. My back ached from bending over desks all evening, and my arms were tired from wiping down every surface. I just wanted to finish the last office and go home.I pushed my cleaning cart closer to the corner suite, pausing as I heard strange sounds drifting through the half-open door. It was a heavy breathing mixed with another sound I couldn't place my finger on. I hope it isn't what I think it is, cause that would mean I had to wait an hour extra and I didn't want that.My heart began beating a little faster. I told myself to keep moving, to mind my own business. Yet curiosity tugged at me stronger than common sense. I set the mop against the wall and stepped closer, drawn by the sexy sound. I peeped through the narrow ga

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