Naughty Brats - Sleepover Fantasies: (Older Alpha Male Younger Fertile Woman Taboo Forbidden Romance) Read online

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  The Brat's Naughty Slumber Party

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  The Brat's Naughty Slumber Party 2

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  Sleepover Fantasies

  Ophelia Stephens

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  The Brat’s Naughty Slumber Party

  1

  The day had finally arrived. I normally would have slept in on a Saturday morning, but my excitement and anxiousness was too much. I had a feeling that night would be one I would always remember. Little did I know it would be for a reason other than what I had expected. What I thought would simply be a slumber party would end up being an one-time experience that would change my life forever.

  I sprung out of bed and made my way downstairs to the kitchen. On the way down the large staircase, I stubbed my toe.

  “Shit!” I screamed out. I was already clumsy and awkward, but I was still trying to get used to my new home. It was a lot larger and more elegant than anywhere I had lived my entire life. This was all due to my new stepfather, Kit.

  My mother and Kit had been married for a little over a year. Kit was a self made billionaire. He made most of his fortune by investing early in a few internet startup companies.

  Not only was he wealthy, but he was very handsome as well. Since he didn’t have to work anymore, he spent most of his days playing golf and working out. He had an incredibly sexy body. He had everything you wanted in a man.

  I sometimes wondered how my mom ended up with him. I may have been a little jealous of her, but I tried not to think of him that way. He was my stepfather and all.

  When I walked downstairs, I noticed a few men walking around the house with ladders and tools. They were doing some type of work on our house and making a lot of noise at the same time.

  “Who are all these people working in the house?” I asked my mom.

  “Your father is having a new security monitoring system installed throughout the house. He has been paranoid ever since the Johnson’s home down the street was burglarized last month,” she said. She was busy packing up for her trip to Asheville with a few of her girlfriends.

  “Kit is not my father. These people better be out of here before my sorority sisters arrive. Tonight has to be perfect,”

  “Candice, you need to watch your tone. Kit might not be your real Dad, but he is letting you live in his house rent free. You need to show him more respect,” she said.

  Kit and my mother had gotten married a year prior. I was staying with them while I attended school at Vanderbilt University. It was only a temporary arrangement. Now that I had joined the Alpha Gamma sorority, I would soon be able to move into their sorority house.

  “I’m sorry Mom. You are right. I am just super nervous about tonight.”

  “It’s just a sleepover. Just relax and everything will be fine,” she responded.

  “It’s more than just a sleepover, Mom. If things go well, it could really help my social status. I just want them to like me and accept me.”

  There was a reason that I was so nervous about that night. College had provided a clean slate for me socially. I wasn’t very popular in high school. Fortunately for me, no one from my high school attended Vanderbilt. This had given me a second chance, and I wanted to take full advantage of it.

  In high school, I had directed all my focus on succeeding academically. My main goal was to get into a good school like Vanderbilt. The good news was that it worked. The bad news was that it was social suicide for me. It wasn’t like I was a total outcast. I had a few good friends. I just didn’t have many of the experiences that most high school kids had.

  The biggest example of this was that I was still a virgin. Most of my friends and classmates had lost their virginity in high school, but I had not progressed past first base. I did have a boyfriend my senior year, but he never made a move on me. The only reason we even kissed was because I made the first move.

  It wasn’t like being a virgin was a choice of mine. When my body began blossoming into a woman, my sex drive increased dramatically. The smallest things would turn me on. I masturbated almost every night. I wanted more than anything to feel the touch of a man, but the opportunity had not come up yet.

  That was that night was so important. I had hoped that by being in a sorority, I would get introduced to more guys. My sorority was the most popular one and campus. The Alpha Gamma’s also associated with the Sigma Nu’s. They were the fraternity with the hottest guys. If things went well that night, I could live the life that I always wanted.

  2

  Later that afternoon, I returned home from lunch. My stepfather was sitting in the kitchen drinking a cup of coffee. I wasn’t in the mood to talk, so I tried to go straight to my room. I had to get ready for the party and had no time to deal with him.

  Before I even made it to the stairs, he called out to me.

  “You got a package today,” He yelled from across the room. He pointed over to the kitchen counter where a package was sitting. It was a box the size of a shoe box. It was wrapped in brown paper and had a note attached.

  “That’s strange. I don’t recall ordering anything,” I said.

  I walked towards the kitchen and picked up the package. The package was addressed to me but didn’t have the name of the sender or a return address.

  I took the package and started to head up to my room. When I walked past Kit, he reached out and grabbed my arm tightly.

  “Not so fast,” he said. “I almost forgot to tell you about the other letter you received.”

  He began to wave a letter around directly in front of my face. I reached over to grab it, but he quickly pulled away.

  “You received a ticket for running a red light. You were caught on a traffic light camera.”

  “Give me that,” I said. I reached out and grabbed the letter with my hand. I tried pulling it out of his hands, but his grip was too strong. Realizing that my efforts were of no use, I pulled back and groaned in frustration.

  “You had no right to open my mail,” I said.

  “I didn’t mean to open it. It was an accident,” he said.

  “How do you accidentally open someone else’s mail,” I asked him. I didn’t believe for a second that it wasn’t intentional.
Kit was just being nosy. It was an invasion of my privacy and I wasn’t happy about it.

  “Didn’t your mother warn you about getting another ticket? Didn’t she say that she would take your car away from you?”

  He was right. I had received three speeding tickets in the last six months. My speeding tickets caused our car insurance rates to skyrocket. When she found out she became furious. She warned me not to get another ticket or she would take my car away.

  “Please don’t say anything to her. I am in college now. I can’t be without a car,” I pleaded.

  He looked at me with that smart-ass grin of his and then handed me the letter.

  “I’ll think about it,” he said.

  When I got to my room, I opened up the card that was attached to the package.

  Candice,

  We thought this might come in handy.

  Love,

  Your Alpha Gamma Sisters

  I opened up the package to discover my sorority sisters had sent me a sex toy. It was a large vibrator in the shape of a penis. It was obviously a joke to them, but I was actually excited about the gift. I had never had a vibrator because I was too embarrassed to buy one myself. I had only gotten myself off using my fingers.

  I was very curious, so I put the batteries inside and powered it on. The toy vibrated with such intensity it immediately shot out of my hand and hit the floor. I reached down and quickly cut it off before anyone heard it. Apparently, it was set on the maximum setting.

  The sleepover was still a few hours away. I still had a lot of time to kill. So, I took off my clothes and sat down on my bed. I switched the toy the lowest setting. I placed the tip on my clit and felt a tingling sensation that tickled at first. At first the sensation as strange to me. Longer I held it there, the better it started to feel.

  The pulsating motion of my sex toy gave my clit a sensation that it had never felt before. For most women, it would have been enough to get them off instantly. I was different. I was a more visual person and I wanted to heighten the experience. I opened up my laptop and typed my favorite porn site into my web browser. I was a good girl, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t look at porn.

  What is wrong with this thing? Why won’t it connect? I thought as I tapped the enter key repeatedly with my finger. I soon realized that the internet must have been down. The men who were in the house earlier working on the surveillance system must have caused the issue. I was so frustrated. I was accustomed to masturbating with visual stimulation, as well as physical.

  Just when I thought all hope was lost, I heard a loud splash from outside my window from someone jumping into our pool. I got up and walked to the window. I pulled the curtain back slightly to see who was in our pool.

  It was none other than my stepfather swimming laps in the pool. I had to give him credit. He exercised all the time and he had the body to show for it.

  With his back facing my window, he started to climb out of the pool. When he pulled his body out the pool, I noticed that he was fully nude. I couldn’t believe he was skinny dipping in our pool. He must have thought he was home alone.

  I was stunned to see his bare ass emerge from the water. I was even more stunned by the fact I was getting turned on my looking at it. Although I had put the vibrator down, my pussy was getting more moister the second.

  I began rubbing my nipples between my fingers as I watched him stretch on the side of the pool. The sunlight caused the water to glistening off his skin. When it dripped down his body, it gave his muscles an even more defined and toned look. The longer he stretched, the tighter I twisted my nipples.

  The harder I squeezed my nipples, the more intense the sensation became. It was a feeling of pleasure mixed with pain. The feeling was so strong that I unintentionally let out a loud moan.

  It was loud enough to catch his attention because he began to turn around to face my direction. I quickly let the curtain fall back into place and stepped back from the window.

  I was so close to climaxing that I didn’t want to stop. I reached over and pulled the curtain open slightly, just enough to get a peak.

  I continued to rub the tip of the vibrator up and down, grinding it on my clit. My pussy was so wet at this point that it was dripping down my inner thigh.

  What am I doing? I thought to myself. Not only was he my stepfather, but I should have still been upset with him. Not only had he invaded my privacy, but he was threatening to tell mom about my ticket. For these reasons alone I should have stopped. But once I saw his hot naked body, none of that seemed to matter anymore. I was so horny as hell and I wanted to cum so bad.

  I turned the nob on the vibrator to its maximum setting. It was so power and intense that I almost couldn’t handle it, but I didn’t stop.

  I thought about Kit and how he would feel inside me. I pretended the vibrator was his cock as I slipped it inside my pussy.

  I began fucking myself hard with it, pretending it was Kit assaulting my pussy with his cock. With each stroke, I imagined him forcing himself inside of me, tearing my virgin pussy up.

  I didn’t take long before I experienced that most intense orgasm that I had had to that point. My body began to quiver and I began to moan uncontrollably.

  The pleasure coursing through my body was so intense that it caused me to drop on the floor. I curled up into a ball and clutched my knees. My body was convulsing uncontrollably. I had never had such a strong reaction to an orgasm before.

  It took about five minutes, but I was finally able to catch my breath and regain my composure. I picked myself off the floor and fell back on my bed. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the time on my alarm clock.

  I was shocked to see that it was after five o’clock already. I had less than an hour before my guests were going to arrive. There was no time to relax. I had to get ready and quick.

  3

  The doorbell rang as my first guest arrived. I was so excited to hear the door bell ring. My first guest had just arrived. I hurried down the stairs and opened the door. It was Stacy and Cara.

  They had quickly become my best friends in the sorority. All three of us were freshmen pledges in the same class. The three of us clicked instantly, which was a bit strange. The two of them were so different from me. They were both popular in high school and had guys lined up to date them. Not only were they beautiful, but smart as well. They were exactly the type of girl I wanted to be.

  “Wow! This is a fancy place,” Stacy said. “You weren’t kidding about your stepfather being rich.”

  “It’s great, but I can’t wait to room with the two of you next semester. It’s going to be so much fun.”

  “Speak of the devil,” Cara whispered.

  While we were standing there talking, Kit walked into the room from the patio door. He must have been sunbathing the whole time. He walked in only wearing his swimming trunks.

  “You two must be Cara and Stacy,” he said. “Candice talks about you two nonstop.”

  Cara and Stacy both smiled and introduced themselves to Kit. I was a little put back by the way they acted. They both acted timid and shy around Kit. It was like they were both attracted to him.

  “Don’t worry about me tonight. I am going to stay upstairs. You won’t even know I’m here,” he said as he walked towards the stairs. “I did leave my credit card on the counter, so order as much pizza and drinks as you need.”

  “Awesome. Thanks, Kit.”

  “I’ll be upstairs if you need me,” he said.

  Cara and Stacy whispered something to each other and they both started to giggle. I had no clue what they were laughing about.

  “What’s so funny?” I asked.

  “Go on Stacy, tell Candice what you told me,” Cara said.