《My "Stepfather"》The Argument
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*Treys POV*
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I honestly didn't mean to seduce Nyas mom and face fuck her in front of Nyas face. But sometimes u gotta do watchu gotta do to keep a women thinking u want her. I begin thinking that maybe i should apologize until i started hearing Nyas sweet moans coming from her room. I smirked assuming she was masturbating, i mean Vea did say she was alone. And ik she's not stupid enough to bring some random nigga to my house.
Her moans grew louder and louder, i sneak out of Veas arm walking to Nyas door ready to give her pussy something other then her fingers. I walked up to her door and heard an "Oh fuck baby you're so wet". And with that a wave of anger hit me and i slammed the door open to see a man hovered over Nya with his fingers in her pussy. All i saw was red.
Lets remember that i'm the leader of the "mafia" and my anger gets the best of me at times. I balled my fist up yelling "You got 5 seconds to get your shit and get out or i'm going to fuck you up." He started getting his stuff. "1...5" i counted. I ran up to him and tackled him to the floor punching the shit out of this nigga with all the strength in my body. Worrying about the lawsuit that will be made out to me at another time. Nya rolled to the other side of the bed yelling "stop!stop! get off of him" I didn't stop and i probably wasnt going too.
Nya grab my arm and i pulled away, but wen she did that the lil nigga was able to get out of my grip and ran out the room i attempted to run behind him but Nya grabbed my arm back. I stared dead in her eyes and saw fear. I punched the way causing her to jump and leaving a hole in it. I start pacing back and forth and she calmly says "Trey" I semi yell "Don't fucking talk to me rn" I can tell she was still a little wasted but ig this fight brought her back to her sober state. I go in the bathroom that's connected to her room and splash water on my face to see my hand bleeding. I thought I locked the door, actually ik for a fact i did but in walks Nya with some panties and a tank top on closing the door behind her.
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She walks over to me as i stare in the mirror with my hands on the sink trying to calm down. She doesn't seem scared, she seems worried and wanting to help. She starts rubbing my shoulders making me more tensed knowing anotha man was just touching her. I punch the mirror, yeah that was dumb ik. She jumped back and atp i wonder how nobody woke tf up. Well it was only Vea everybody else went home. I look down at my bloody knuckle not feeling no pain and look back at her staring at me. She walked closer to me not losing eye contact and whispered "let me help you". I really wasn't trying to talk to her but i managed to say "Help me like how that nigga helped u". She let out a sigh and went under the sink to get peroxide, alcohol and some bandages to wrap up my hand.
I don't feel like arguing no more so i walk over to the toilet to sit down still boiling with anger. She squats in front of me and begins cleaning my wounds, she then wraps it and adds tape to keep it together. She walks back over to put the shit under the sink and my leg begins shaking of her angry i am. She comes back and moves my hands so that she's sitting on my lap. I'm not gonna lie this kinda calmed me down. She started playing with my hair and rubbing cheek calming me down until she finally said "i'm sorry" i look into her eyes and saw that she was sincere. She lays her head on my shoulder and whispers one more time "i'm sorry". Waiting for a response she finally gets up and tries leaves the bathroom.
I stand up and grab her arm turning her around to me. Her bare skin on my chest, feeling eachothers heartbeat. She looks down at her feet, probably feeling bad about wat just went down. I lift her chin and say "I'm sorry too". Now i usually don't say that word at all but it just seemed right after seducing her mother and face fucking her while she was there.
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She rubs her hand over my cheek and said "If it makes u feel any better it didn't feel right bc i knew it wasn't you." I smirked still upset but i smirked, oh but now it was time to punish her. I grab her neck with my hand turning her neck sideways to get a better angle and begin marking her up. She lets out a soft moan near my ear making me rlly hard. But rn wasn't about pleasure for me it's payback for her. I lift her up kissing her and begin walking out the bathroom never breaking the kiss. I throw her on the bed and lock the door, oh it's about to be onnnnn.
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