Secrets

The next two days passed by, the excitement of finally welcoming our parents home was palpable in the air. The guys and I had made a promise to each other that we would continue to have sex when we return to our beach house.

However, Jason and I would sneak around and have quickies while Nathan and Sebastian were sleeping or out of the house, the anticipation of being caught only fueled our desire to sneak around and have sex whenever we could. I felt like I was back to when I was sneaking around with Nathan.

Despite our best efforts to keep our trysts hidden, there were times when we couldn’t resist the urge to be together, even when Nathan and Sebastian were asleep in their rooms. I would sneak into Jason’s room under the cover of darkness, I would lose myself in the warmth of his embrace, our bodies moving in perfect harmony. Yeah I'm definitely judging myself, I'm a whore. I was not just addicted to Jason's dark side, I was also addicted to his dick.

I would leave the house pretending to go for a walk or visit a friend, and Jason would follow behind me. We would meet at the beach house, where we could be alone and free to indulge in our desires. we knew Sebastian and Nathan would not go back to the beach house until our parents came back.


We didn’t waste any time before we were tearing each other’s clothes off, our bodies pressed against each other in a frenzy of need. We made love on the beach, under the stars, our moans mingling with the sound of the crashing waves.

It was reckless, it was daring, it was everything we both craved. The risk of being caught only added to the intensity of our connection, the passion that burned between us like a wildfire.

We would fuck everywhere and anywhere we could, unable to control our insatiable passion for each other. Whether it was in the bedroom, on the kitchen counter, or even on the sandy beach under the moonlight, we couldn't get enough of each other. It was like we were caught in a feverish whirlwind of lust that consumed us both.

I knew I should feel guilty for betraying Nathan and Sebastian, who trusted us to continue our relationship when we returned to the beach house. But the pull of Jason was too strong, and I couldn't resist his seductive charms. And to my relief, Nathan and Sebastian didn't seem to suspect a thing. They were too caught up in their own lives to notice the forbidden affair unfolding right under their noses.

With every passing hour leading to our parents’ arrival our secret encounters became more frequent and intense. We couldn't get enough of each other, craving each other's touch and kiss like a drug. We would steal moments of passion whenever we could, desperate to satisfy our hunger for each other.


Jason and I were addicted to each other. I was always wearing a mini skirt without a panty around the house, so that whenever we had a chance to be alone, he would just bend me over and fuck me.

I couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement every time Jason and I found a moment alone together. It didn’t matter where we were or what we were doing, the anticipation of our next quickie always consumed my thoughts. My body would tingle with desire, my heart racing at the mere thought of his touch.

His touch was electric, sending surge of electricity shooting down my spine ,every time his fingers grazed my skin. And his lips? Oh, his lips were like a drug I couldn’t get enough of.

Our stolen moments together were always filled with an intensity that left me breathless. There was something about the thrill of being with him in secret that heightened our passion, igniting a fire between us that couldn’t be contained. And my body responded in kind, my pussy always wet and ready for him, yearning for the feel of his cock inside me.

And yet, as much as I craved his touch and his presence, there was a part of me that was scared. Scared of what we were doing, of the potential consequences. I felt like we were starting to be reckless.



The sun was setting as the time of our parents’ arrival neared, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of sadness creeping over me, knowing that our alone time was about to come to an end. What if we couldn’t find the time to be alone together again?

I looked over at Jason, trying to gauge his feelings. He seemed calm.

Nathan was also calm, we had been fucking under out parents' noses for too long, the person who looked nervous was Sebastian, and he made me nervous.

With Nathan only it was easy to hide, but now I was fucking all of them. And I was even hiding what I was doing with Jason behind Sebastian and Nathan.

I thought to myself that I got this. We were going to be fine.

But despite my best efforts, I couldn’t shake the feeling of fear that was consuming me. What if mom and dad found out about us? What if they disapproved of our relationship? The more I thought about it, the more panicked I became. 


Early the next morning, we all had to go to the airport. The sun had barely begun to peek through the curtains when I heard the familiar sound of my brothers getting ready to leave for the airport. I was excited to see my parents, but as much as I wanted to join them in welcoming our them, a part of me couldn't resist the temptation of being alone with Jason, even just for a little while longer.

I pretended to be deep in slumber, my eyes shut tight as I listened to the sound of their footsteps fading away. Jason came to my room and leaned closer, his warm breath tickling my neck as he whispered, "They're gone."

I opened my eyes with a smile on my face, to find him looking at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Without saying another word, he pulled me into his arms and kissed me deeply, his hands roaming over my body with a hunger that matched my own. We knew we had only a short window of time before the others returned, but we were determined to make the most of it.

Jason wasted no time in stripping me of my pajamas, his touch setting my body on fire, I moaned softly as he trailed kisses along my neck and shoulders, his hands sliding down to cup my breasts. I could feel the heat building between us, the tension thick in the air as we both knew what was to come.

With a swift motion, he flipped me onto my back and positioned himself between my legs, his eyes locked on mine as he entered me slowly. I gasped at the feeling of him filling me completely, his movements steady and sure as he set a rhythm that had my toes curling in pleasure. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer as we moved together.

I could feel the familiar coil of desire building in the pit of my stomach, my body responding eagerly to his every touch. Jason's hands roamed over my skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake as he brought me closer and closer to the edge. I arched my back, my nails digging into his skin as I cried out his name out loud.

As the final moments approached, we held onto each other tightly, our breaths mingling in the air as we reached the pinnacle of our desire. With a cry of release, we tumbled over the edge together, our bodies shaking with the force of our shared ecstasy. I clung to Jason as we rode out the waves of pleasure.

But as the last echoes of our passion faded away, reality came crashing back in like a tidal wave. We knew we had to clean up quickly before the others returned, so we scrambled to get dressed and straighten up the house as best we could. Our hearts were still racing, our bodies tingling with the memory of our stolen moment together.

After we finished cleaning the house, I could hear the sound of a car pulling up outside. My heart raced with excitement and nerves as I realized our parents were finally home. I hesitated for a moment before gathering up the courage to run outside.

As soon as I stepped onto the porch, I saw my mother stepping out of the car first, her smile lighting up her face when she caught sight of me. I couldn’t help but run towards her, throwing my arms around her in a tight, long hug. Despite some time of separation, it felt like no time had passed at all.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I held onto her, feeling the warmth of her embrace. It was a moment I had longed for, the feeling of being safe and loved in her arms once again.

My stepdad followed behind her, a soft smile on his face as he watched the reunion. I let go of my mother, turning to him as I gave him a hug as well.