Brenda was across the pool, when she saw Bent’s bike, she beamed with happiness. She quickly used her phone to check her face once more and adjusted her dress.
She was hurrying towards him when she saw another girl get down from the bike and when she removed her helmet it was Tiffany. Her smile quickly vanished and she frowned, which quickly disappeared when Brent saw her.
“Hi, Brent.” She smiled slightly, returning her gaze to Tiffany.
Tiffany was very beautiful, her smile, everything about her and it only made Brenda feel inferior to her. Brenda knew she wasn’t feel inferior or dislike for Tiffany, but she couldn’t help the jealousy she felt at the pit of her stomach. She just wanted to be the only sexy and beautiful girl around Brent, but Tiffany being around him, made her feel miniature and would only attract Brent to women who looked beautiful like Tiffany.
“Brenda, what’s up?” Brent flashed hert small and quickly turned away from her to Tiffany.
Tiffany glanced at Brenda and smiled slightly, which was obviously faked and Brenda could tell.
“Oh my Tiffany! You look stunning, how come you grace any dress you wear, I’m just jealous of you.” A tiny voice cried out among them, causing them to burst into laughter.
Tiffany smiled, “Uhm thank you and more especially thanks to my genes.” She swirled her hair, winking at the girl that said it.
“Brent’s cousin isn’t just beautiful, she’s sweet. How can I not like her!” Ruby whined as they watched Tiffany and Brent from where they sat.
“Oh my, check out the look on Brenda’s face. She’s jealous!”
“Brenda is just a dramatic queen, being jealous of Brent’s cousin? She should go fuck herself.” Eva hissed, her resentment towards Brenda obvious.
“Exactly, she’s just too much.”
“Guys! On my way to make Tiffany’s cousin my friend.” Ruby got up, adjusting her hair, her lips etched with a wide smile.
“What’s up man?” Roman Brent’s arm, upon walking towards them.
Brent frowned at Roman, eyeing him like he was going to throw a punch at him anytime soon. Roman was about to speak but was suddenly interrupted by Brent’s sudden laughter.
“I’m all good. Who’s your pick tonight?”
Roman smiled, his gaze quickly flickering to Tiffany.
“Uh uh, definitely not her.” Brent shook his head. His gaze quickly searched the place, as if looking for someone, but he didn’t see the person, so he closed their distance to whisper into his ear.
“Go find Andrea.”
Roman frowned, “No way!” He bursted into laughter, his eyes roaming the entire place for her, but she wasn’t in sight.
The party had started fully, as the DJ increased the sound of the music, and every one was now nodding their heads and dancing in rhythm to the music.
“Why don’t we go sit over there?” Brenda said loudly, pointing at a particular area, where she had specially reserved for Brent, but now even Roman was coming to sit along.
“You two go ahead, we’ll be right back.” Brent nodded at Brenda and Roman, with that he left with Tiffany.
The music was loud, so their voices weren’t easily heard. Brenda stared at them with confusion. Roman was quick to notice and pulled her along. “Didn’t you just hear what he said? Let’s go ahead.”
Brenda wanted to say something but swallowed it back in and nodded, she quickly shook off Roman’s hand on her wrist and went ahead, causing Roman to chuckle behind her.
“Brent, where are we going?”
“Somewhere discreet, I still have something to attend to.”
Tiffany didn’t miss his point, she frowned, “Aren’t we going to get caught.”
“Not at all.” Brent hushed her and pulled her into a washroom.
“Brent!”
“No one comes here, rest assured you won’t get caught.” Brent hushed her, grabbing her waist and pulled her into a kiss.
“Let’s make it quick.” Tiffany demanded.
“Sure.” Brent smirked and carried her to sit on the sink, while he stood between her thighs.
His lips were still locked on hers, as he bucked his hips between her thighs, using his hand to yank her waist closer, his erection touching her thighs.
Tiffany’s ragged breath filled the room, as he released her lips. He quickly undid his belt, letting out his huge and hard dick. He grabbed her hand and brought it to touch his tip. Tiffany touched him, feeling his hotness and hardness against her palm, she couldn’t help but feel a throbbing between her thighs.
“Brent-” she moaned, as his finger found her wetness, and he rubbed on it, he licked off his finger after rubbing her wetness. He finally shifted her pantie to the side and pointed his dick to her entrance, he didn’t enter immediately. He paused, and pulled her closer, his lips reaching for hers again, as he rubbed and circled his dick around her pussy, lubricating his dick enough.
With a hard thrust, he slammed himself into her, using his hand to raise her thighs as they coiled around his waist. He wasn’t going gentle, but hard and fast, leaving Tiffany completely breathless.
Her moans were loud, echoing inside the washroom, along with the slapping of their skin. At least, nobody would hear her voice, as the kid music made sure of that.
Brent paced quickened, as he cupped her breast, and lowered his head into her chest, inhaling her scent. Her pussy was dripping with wetness, which was slicking out from hi ms dick as he fucked her hard and deep.
“Oh my god… oh my god…oh my god…”
Brent groaned, as he felt her wall tighten around his dick, he pulled out and instantly bent down, bringing his mouth to her pussy and sucked her, using his tongue to tease her.
He rubbed her lubrication to his tip, and entered into her again. Tiffany moaned, arching her back as his thrust became fast, it was hard and deep, and she loved it and he knew he was making her feel good and it only increased his arousal.
He reached for her lips and reclaimed it, swallowing her moans. She couldn’t hold it in any longer, her grip tightening around him, along with her walls clenching and tightening around him.
“I’m coming, I’m coming, oh my god, Brent!”
“Come for me, baby.” He cooed, keeping his pace.
It wasn’t long before her climax came crashing on her, she screamed loudly, convulsing under him, her grip slightly easing, as she came hard on him, her cum glistening on his dick.
Brent followed after her, groaning as he trembled violently, shooting his cum inside her, with slow and few thrusts.
Their gaze locked and they laughed, “That was…”
“Incredible.” Tiffany finished for him, as she kissed him.
“You’re too much and it’s always filling me up.” she smiled, after letting go of his lips.
“Filling you up?”
“Your sperm, it’s always a lot. I love it.” She blushed.
“You have no other choice, it’s mine, as well as yours.” Brent smirked and finally pulled out from her.
The sudden absence of him, wanting her to ask for more.
“Let’s get you cleaned up. You’re leaving without your pantie, you’ll stay the whole night without one.” Brent said and pulled it off completely.
“Brent! It’s going to make me horny.”
“Just as I want.”