The Challenge 7: Fernanda's Turn - Sex Stories

The Challenge 7: Fernanda's Turn

... for her to be alone, seeing her coworkers leave to refresh their drinks. They were in a corner of a hotel banquet hall, turned to a temporary dance room. It was low lit, strobe lights flashing. “Right here, right now,” Rodney commanded. Fernanda’s eyes trailed down to his crotch. Rodney’s cock was hanging out. She sighed and shook her head. “What’s gotten into you?” he asked. The only thing on her mind was her father, her son, and her sister. Jonny said he was staying home that night, but deep down she knew he was lying. Back at Claudia’s apartment, they were in the shower, kissing, hands roaming all over one another’s body. “I want you,” Jonny said. “I want to go all the way.” “I know you do. But not yet. I have plans for you,” Claudia said turning around, grinding her butt against his erection. His hands cupped her breast. “Prom night,” she said over her shoulder. “We’ll go all the way then. For now, give me your hand.” Jonny did as his aunt commanded. She guided his hand to her pussy, “Right here. Rub just like this. Keep going until the water runs cold.” After turning Rodney down, along with a few others, Fernanda left, almost in tears. She called her father, there was no answer; he was probably in the bed. She thought about calling Bob, letting him know Dolly was close and the challenge was almost complete. She decided not to. It reminded her of how close Dolly and her father were becoming – jealousy growing. She went home instead. Jonny wasn’t there, just as she ...

... suspected. She called him, no answer. Finally after midnight she got a text from him. He said a buddy invited him over to spend the night, they were playing video games. Jonny was still at his aunt’s of course, lying on her bed, naked, watching her show him all the different cock sucking techniques she had picked up over the years. Fernanda cried herself to sleep. She didn’t care about the money anymore either. Chapter 7 “We did it,” was the only line in Dolly’s email Fernanda received at work a few days later. She sat, silently staring at it, reading it over and over again. “It’s done then,” She got up, took the elevator to the ground floor, and got some coffee. She had nothing to say, she felt numb. That night at home, Jonny said casually that he was indeed going to the prom in a couple weeks and that Claudia was going to “tag along.” He played it down, like it wasn’t anything serious. “It’ll be cool I guess. I don’t know. She said she never went back when she lived in Puerto Rico. So whatever,” he shrugged, as if it was nothing. His mother didn’t reply, she only nodded, almost not caring anymore. The next morning she received another email from Dolly. “It was incredible. It was perfect. I told him about the money, he laughed and agreed we could do it. He even said that without this challenge, he probably would’ve been ok with making love to me. He said he would never initiate it, but if I did, he’d let it happen. I can’t believe it! Thank you, Fernanda! We’ll be arriving in Miami ...