The Challenge 7: Fernanda's Turn - Sex Stories

The Challenge 7: Fernanda's Turn

... that.” “Thank you for introducing me to him,” Dolly nodded in the direction of their sleeping friend. “There’s something I want to talk to you about,” Fernanda said. “Something I’d rather he not know. Hence, why we’re speaking Spanish now – in the event he wakes up.” “Ah, very clever,” Dolly smiled. “Yes. Well, it’s about sex,” she replied. “Sex and money,” Fernanda cupped Dolly’s ass. “A lot of money.” “You want me to be a prostitute?” Dolly joked. “No! Not that. I want to give you a large sum of money if you are able to do something for me,” Fernanda said, lightly tugging at Dolly’s long, black hair, causing her to arc her neck. Fernanda planted several kisses there. Dolly moaned, “How, how much?” Fernanda trailed her hand down Dolly’s stomach, arriving at her trimmed bush, “$20 million.” Fernanda slid her fingers down further; rubbing them against Dolly’s hooded clit. “Ahhh,” she moaned softly. “R-really?” “Mmhmm. All yours if you can do one simple thing for me,” Fernanda said, her middle and ring fingers sliding against Dolly’s wet pussy lips. “Anything!” “Seduce a family member,” Fernanda said, her fingers entering Dolly. “Yes! I mean, uh, I don’t know,” Dolly said. “That is a lot of money. Who?” Fernanda paused, thinking for a moment. Flashes of her uncle, slamming into her as hard as he could, then flipping her over, bringing her hips back to him, taking her doggy style, danced through her head. Teenage Fernanda was cumming again and again on her uncle’s cock. But he ...

... wasn’t who she wanted. He wasn’t the man she wished was teaching her all about sex. “Your father,” Fernanda answered Dolly’s question, thinking back to her younger years and how much she desired her own father – how many nights she stayed up wide awake wishing he was the man, not her uncle, making love to her. “I, I don’t know.” Fernanda resumed fingering Dolly, “$20 million, all yours, if you do it. I’ll help you anyway I can. I’ll buy you new clothes, I’ll give you money to buy him gifts, I’ll send you two on trips, I’ll arrange everything.” “Fer – Fernanda,” Dolly struggled to get out, feeling her manager’s fingers curl upward inside her. “How will you, ah! Proof?” Dolly was on the edge of climaxing again. Fernanda paused, thinking if she was sure about what she was going to tell Dolly. She told herself yes. “I want to see it. In person. You two will do it in front of me.” She resumed her finger fucking of Dolly, causing her to climax, “Yes! Yes!” she cried out in the humid night air, 10 stories above ground level. “Good,” Fernanda pulled her fingers out. Still speaking Spanish she ordered Dolly to follow, “Let’s go shower.” She grabbed her hand, leading her to the bathroom. That very same moment, across down, at Claudia’s, Jonny was having trouble staying away, fighting with all his might to keep going, to keep kissing his aunt, to keep holding her gorgeous face, locking his lips with hers. “Jonny,” Claudia broke the kiss. “Let’s go to sleep. We’re tired.” “I know, but ...