Home Alone With My Step Brother Season 3 “The New Beginning Of Destruction”
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I was on the bed sleeping with my skimpy nightgown When I noticed someone tapped me, yawning,
i woke up. Guess who i saw? It was my stepbrother, Daniel… I was scared and surprised to see him…
Me: Daniel…… What are you doing here? How did you get here?
In a flirty tone Daniel replied…
Daniel: Shhhhhhh! Don’t make noise…
Daniel move closer to me on the bed and began to touch me, seducing me…
Me: Am i dreaming? What are you doing? How did you get here?
Daniel: Don’t make noise dear, i miss you, don’t you me?
Trying to kiss me..
Me: What is wrong with you?
Daniel: We are meant to be together, i can’t do without you
Daniel began to say some sweet words, i was already fallen for it.
Me: No Daniel, No, No, this is wrong we are family, lets stop this, we shouldn’t get us into trouble again.
Daniel: Lets run away and get married..
He planted a deep kiss on my wet lips, we lip locked, kissing really hard..
Me: Daniel, please stop…. (moaning)
He began to kiss my ears, my cheeks, my nose, my neck till he reach out for my Bosom, sucking my Tips, biting them really smooth, he dipped one of his fingers into my Kittycat, i couldn’t help but to moan really hard.
Me: Daniel, i miss you…
Daniel: I miss you too
Breathing heavily, Kissing him really hard as he was fingering my Kittycat, he pulled off my nightgown, as i unbutton his shirt. He reached for his trouser, struggling with his belt, he finally unleashed his meaty Joystick…
Daniel: Suck me..
I gladly did as he commanded, i gave him mouthaction, as he was moaning and playing with my Tips, squeezing my Bosom really hard…
He pushed me on the laid me flat, lifting my legs, he inserted his Joystick as he was about to bang me, then i heard a knock on the door, it was a woman, knocking…
Woman: Omolola, open the door
We didn’t even care if someone was knocking, Daniel continued banging me, hitting me so damn hard, pouding me, so hard my legs were up, as he was facing me, kissing me and banging. The woman still continued banging the door…
Woman: Omolola Open this door, what are you doing?
I began to moan louder, the banging became so intense, this woman continued banging the door and Daniel was banging me, banging, banging, banging, banging, banging.
unexpectedly someone tapped me, and called my name ‘Omolola! Omolola!! Omolola!!! I woke up. Scared….
Me: No Daniel, stopppppppppp
Oh my God it was only a dream.
‘Are you having a nightmare?’ a woman asked, i opened my eyes clearly it my Uncle’s wife, Aunty Sarah.
Aunty Sarah: Nightmare?
Breathing heavily, as i nodded…
Aunty Sarah: Is it the same Daniel?
She sighed, and was petting me…
Aunty Sarah: Sorry dear… Your phone has been ringing for over 30 mins, i was scared, i had to come and check on you, hoping you didn’t commit suicide out of frustration and depression.
She finally left my room and told me to come join her in the kitchen. She left, i picked my phone to check who has been calling, i saw 53 missed calls and 4 text messages, lo and behold, the caller was Demola; my stepfather. I just hissed, switched off my phone and put on a decent cloth To go join Aunty Sarah in the Kitchen And cook together…..
(Narrating) Well, i’m sure you still remember me, that girl that was having S£x with her step brother and stepfather. Its me again, i’m still Omolola, the blacksheep of my family, i guess. I know you are in haste to judge me, who are you to judge me? I’m not perfect, we all are not perfect, i made a terrible mistake and i regret doing such, its not my fault, i think it is devil’s handwork, yes it is the devil’s handwork, isn’t that what we say when we make a terrible mistakes. I’v learnt my lesson and i’m on the right path to heal myself and make amends.
Still in the kitchen with Aunty Sarah, cooking and gisting…..
(Narrating) Anyway, its been 5 months since the whole incident happened and i’ve moved on to another chapter of my life. Yes, who is Aunty Sarah? Well, she’s my uncle’s wife, my father’s twin brother. I’ve been living with them ever since that wahala, they reside in Akure, Ondo state, i’m presently residing in Akure. My mum had abandoned me here and travelled out of the country, my mum doesn’t love me anymore, she doesn’t even call me, she abandoned me, her precious daughter because i made a simple mistake… hard mistake? Whatever! Sigh! Are you guys not surprised i’m living with my father’s family? I never believed i have a family from my father side, i thought they are all dead, i was surprised when my mum brought me Akure to meet my paternal grandmother, i was totally shocked, to see them, my mum hid this secret from me for 20 years. My father’s family was so happy to see me, cos i looked like the lost but found child to them, i was highly welcomed and praised, said i looked like my father. My father actually died in a plane crash with his new wife he abandoned my mum for, my mum was actually pregnant, when he abandoned her, i was also told he and his family denied the pregnancy. Unfortunately for my father, he didn’t have any other child before his death. I guess that was the reason why my mum didn’t tell me about him and his family, she was bittered. Fortunately for my father’s family, my mum didn’t abort the pregnacy, so they see me as hope for their deceased son (my father). I was higly welcomed, they asked for forgiveness from mum. See, let me not bore you with my dysfunctional family’s history.
So that was how i started living with my father’s family….
A man walks into the kitchen, ‘what is cooking?’ he said…
Oh, that is my uncle, my father’s twin brother, his name is uncle Kenny.
Me: Welcome sir…
Uncle kenny: Hi dear, how was your day?
Me: Fine sir
He walks towards his wife and planted a deep kiss on her lips.
Aunty Sarah: Stop that darling….. Welcome
Uncle Kenny: What is cooking? I’m deeply hungry…
Aunty Sarah: Food would ready soon, just go freshen up…
As he walks out of the kitchen…
To Be Continued