The Challenge 7: Fernanda's Turn - Sex Stories

The Challenge 7: Fernanda's Turn

... this is so nice,” He pleased. “Jonny,” Claudia gave him a look a mother would give. She was his aunt, she loved him like a mother. “Fine,” he sighed. “You were really good. You did a great job,” Claudia said, getting under the covers. “I did?” “Of course. The way you held my face, the way your hand roamed over my body. Girls like that.” Jonny smiled, “Cool.” Claudia fell asleep minutes later in her nephew’s arms, happy to teach him all about sex, just like her and Fernanda’s uncle did when she was younger. Chapter 4 Fernanda drove home at 11 am, wondering how and why Dolly was so eager to take her up on her challenge. She wondered if Dolly and her father had a great relationship. Maybe her family was poor and really needed the money. She wasn’t sure, but couldn’t get her own father, a man she lovingly called Papi, out of her head. In fact, he was always on her mind. Every man she slept with, she pretended it was him. She loved him more than anything. Her predator uncle, who looked like a younger version of her father, had no trouble getting into his niece’s pants – telling them he could be their “teacher” when it came to sex. Jonny arrived moments after his mother, seeing an annoyed look on her face. “With Claudia again?” she asked. “Oh, yeah,” he shrugged. “Just hanging out some during the weekend.” Fernanda, older, wiser, and now knowing what their uncle was up to, wondered how easily it’d be for Claudia to prey on her nephew. Claudia was beautiful and slightly shorter ...

... than Fernanda. She had a curvy body, Fernanda got her sister a few modeling gigs with Elite Magazine. Her face reminded her a little of someone not of Hispanic decent; she could easily pass for Lebanese or Israeli. She didn’t know if Jonny had a crush on his aunt, but she couldn’t blame him if he did. Somewhere inside her, she was extremely jealous. This pattern had been happening for several months now. Jonny and his aunt spent more and more time together, since late the previous year. It was usually during the weekend, which is when Fernanda worked the most. “Are you going to prom?” Fernanda asked Jonny. He shrugged again. “Not sure. Maybe,” he said. Taking a chance he added, “Claudia might go with me.” “What?” Fernanda said flatly. “Maybe. We were talking about it some. It’d be kinda cool. She said she never went to her prom. I offered to take her to mine. She looks young enough I guess.” Fernanda was fuming, but tried to remain calm. “Jonny, I think it would be best if you took a girl from school. One your own age.” “We might not even go. It’s just an idea. She’s a really cool aunt.” Fernanda grit her teeth, and then took a deep breath. “I have no reason to suspect anything. No proof. Maybe she’s just being sweet to him,” she told herself, calming her anger. She said nothing and headed to her bedroom. Pushing anger aside, she called Dolly. The two women had dinner that night. They talked about their plans. Fernanda was happy to learn Dolly was serious about it and it wasn’t ...