Chapter 19

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The dream weight still wrapped me when I opened my eyes, sat on the bed, passing a hand on my face while trying to clear my mind.

I am determined .... I murmured. My scratchy voice. I looked at the floor, but my words were not directed to anyone visible. I knew she could listen to me, somehow, somewhere.

I want to thank you. He continued, my words charging more strength as I spoke: for giving me this opportunity, for believing in me. But ... I can't do it alone. I would like your help, to free you Lady Venus.

Silence reigned in the room for a moment, heavy and expectant. But then, a smooth sound broke a crunch, like old wood moving. Turn your head to one of the room shelves.

I blinked, confused, when I saw him lean slightly, as if an invisible force pushed him. I got up, still sleepy, and walked towards him. With every step he took, the air around me seemed to become warmer, more loaded with an indescribable energy until the sensation stopped.

Upon arrival, extend the hand and open the shelf careful. A smile was drawn on my face while what was within me my vision, as if the objects had been waiting for me all this time.

The rant of the shelf was still echoing in my mind while watching what was inside, but before I could react at all, a second sound broke my concentration. It came from the closet, a low noise, almost a whisper, as if something moved to the other side of the closed door.

My heart began to beat faster, but not fear. It was something different, a mixture of emotion and anticipation. I looked down at the tattoo on my arm. Seeing him, shining with a faint crimson glow, I could not help thanks again.

Lady Venus. I said in a low voice, with a tone of devotion and gratitude: Thank you: I know that all this is thanks to you. I am ready for what comes.

My hand slowly rose towards the closet. Each fiber of my being seemed to respond to the call, as if an invisible thread guided me. As soon as I broke the door handle, when a new sound interrupted the moment a blow to the door of my room, firm but not aggressive.

Evan. He called my mother's voice from the other side: are you awake? I need to talk to you.

Reality crashed into me like an icy wave, getting out of the moment. My fingers stopped, centimeters to open the closet. I turned my head towards the door, my mind divided by serving my mother and the mystery I kept after that closed door.

With a sigh, I separated the hand of the closet and headed towards the door my mother's voice, calm but persistent, I kept calling me, and although something inside me wanted to ignore it, I knew I should attend it. I turned the knob and opens the door.

There she was, her collected hair and the slightly stained flour apron indicated that she had been busy in the completely naked kitchen saved the apron. He looked at me up down, as if trying to make sure it was fine.

Finally wake up. He said with a soft smile: you slept late, Evan. You should be exhausted.

I rubbed my eyes, still a little sleepy, and I nodded: yes ... I guess yes.

Well, breakfast is ready. He continued, pointing to the hall that led to the kitchen: low when you are ready. I don't want him to cool.

Of course, mom. Thank you. He replied, trying to look more awake than he really was.

She threw a last look, as if I wanted to say something else, but finally decided not to do it. He seat and moved away, leaving the door open behind her. I stayed there for a moment, listening to his steps move away, while my mind slowly returned to the sound of the closet and tattoo on my arm, which kept emitting a slight heat.

Something was changing, and although the world continued with his routine, he knew that nothing would be the same.

Under the stairs and enter the kitchen. The aroma of fresh coffee and fresh toast fills the air.

My mother is stopped next to the stove, using nothing more than a short apron that barely covers her round butt. His big tits almost get out of the neckline of the apron with each movement.

My sisters, Tamara and Victoria, are already sitting at the table, wearing their short and fine pajamas that reveal more than they cover. Tamara has cruciate legs neglected, letting her tanga see. Meanwhile, Victoria bows to the table, giving me a perfect view of her firm ass and her transparent support.

Mom turns around and sees me, smiling with mischief: good morning, love I hope you are hungry, because I prepared your favorite dish. He says, serving me a dish full of scrambled eggs, crispy bacon and roasted bread.

I swallow nervously, my heart beats fast. Knowing that this moment will come one day, but I never imagined that it would be right now, with them half naked here with me. But I can't contain myself more after a moment to contemplate it, I am frozen for a moment, the words coming out of my mouth before I can stop them: girls ... mom ... I have something important to tell you. I start, clarifying my throat: I've been thinking a lot lately and ... I want to marry Dana. I know you accepted it as part of our family, so I hope you are happy for us.

I look at my mother, then to my sisters, noticing their surprised but happy expressions: I also want you to know ... I love them all a lot. They are the most important women of my life. And although I know that Dana will take a special place in my heart, that does not change what I feel for you. I will always love them and be here for you, whatever happens.

Victoria blushes, biting her lower lip while staring at me: now that I think about it, she really rang as a proposition, right? Smile rogue, taking a step towards me: was that a proposition, little brother? Do you want us to all be yours?

Tamara and Mom exchange surprised looks, then begin to laugh.

Mom approaches and caresses my cheek: Oh Evan, you are so adorable. So innocent yet, he says laughing: but he is right, Victoria this is a full -fledged proposition. You are asking us to form a family with you and Dana, and that we are ... a great happy family.

I feel how my face warms up as shame, but I keep my expression:

Yes, that is exactly what I am saying. I confirm firmly: I love Dana, but I also love all of you. And I want us to be together ... in every possible way. I know it may sound crazy, but it's what I really want.

Tamara slowly approaches me, with a mischievous smile on her face passes her fingers through my chest, staring into my eyes: and what about us, little brother? How do we include us in your small family plan?

Ask, his soft and seductive voice.

My breathing accelerates when you feel your touch. I feel Mom and Victoria's gaze on me, anxiously waiting for my answer.

Saliva drink, knowing that I am about to cross a line that is not going back.

Tamara, Victoria, Mom ... I start, my voice shaking slightly: I want all of you to be mine ... I completely want you to marry with me, to share my bed and my life ...

Victoria approaches and presses her lips against mine in a passionate and deep kiss her hands slide by my back, squeezing me against her warm and curvilinear body. When separated, panting, dizzy by the intensity of the kiss.

Next, Tamara takes her turn, her soft lips and experts moving against mine while her fingers get entangled in my hair kisses me hungry and necessity, nibbling my lower lip.

Finally, Mom approaches and kisses me too, her tongue dancing with mine in an erotic dance. His hands caress my face, his nails gently brushing my skin. When it departs, we are both breathless.

Tamara, Victoria and Mama surround me, their warm bodies pressed against mine

Tamara and Victoria slide her hands through my torso, while Mom sticks behind my back, her soft tits resting against my shoulder.

Tamara: Have you already asked Dana to be your wife, little brother?

I bite my lower lip, doubting for a moment: not exactly ... not yet. I wanted to talk to you three, to make sure we were on the same page.

Victoria laughs, passing her fingers through my chin: Oh, always evad so considered but I'm sure Dana will be delighted.

Her other hand slips down my chest, her fingers drawing circles around my nipple: after all, she knows that we are a very united family.

Smile maliciously.

Mam sighs, resting his head on my shoulder: Well, I guess you will have to tell him soon the faster you do better.

His hand slides through my abdomen, his fingers brushing the edge of my pants. Although I can't wait to see his reaction when you tell him that you also want to marry us ...

I sigh deeply, feeling the weight of my decisions falling on my shoulders. I look at my mother and sisters, her expectant and full of lust faces. I know I have to talk to Dana soon, but I need time to organize my thoughts.

Girls, appreciate your support means more for me than you can imagine.

I pass my hands through my hair, frustrated: but I think I need to talk to Dana alone I will first invite her to an appointment tonight, so we can discuss our future. I look at each of them in the eye.

With some reluctance, I separate my mother and sisters, feeling the loss of her heat. However, I know it is necessary to take this important step on my own. I run up the stairs to my room, with my heart beating quickly on my chest. I take my phone with trembling hands and open the chat with Dana

I pause for a moment, trying to carefully choose my words. Finally, quickly click: hey baby, what if we leave tonight? There is something important that I want to discuss with you.

I send the message before losing the courage and I look forward to your response, praying to be willing to listen to my crazy proposition.

My phone sounds with a new message. With my heart in the throat, I open the chat to read Dana's response.

Of course, honey! I would love to go out with you tonight. His message says, followed by a smiling emoji. Is there any particular place where you would like to go? I am looking forward to spending time with you.

Relieved sigh, a wide smile spreading on my face. It seems that he is willing to listen to me, at least. I respond quickly:

What if we go to that Italian restaurant that you like so much? I will reserve a private table.

I pause, discussing whether to add something else, but decided to leave it for now. I do not want to reveal too much before being able to talk to her in person: I pick you up at 7, do not forget to get something sexy for me, I add with a wink emoji.

Once sent, under the stairs, needing to tell my family about my partial success. They are all gathered in the living room, chatting animatedly. He turns to me when I enter, his eyes shining curious.

Well? What did Dana say? .Tamara asks impatiently, leaning forward on the couch tells you about our appointment tonight the women smile with each other, exchanging complicit looks

The hours spend slowly while I prepare for my appointment with Dana I look carefully, wanting to look as well as possible to impress her a white shirt and black pants I look in the mirror, adjusting my tie to finally put on a bag I am nervous, but excited byWhat is to come approach a shelf from my room while I take a small velvet box.

I release a trembling sigh as I leave the room and under the stairs with my head to my family that is in the room

giving me an encouraging smile.

Smiled softly as he left for the restaurant

I arrive at the restaurant a few minutes before seven, giving the waiters my reserved name lead me to a small table illuminated by candles, overlooking the city. I ask for a bottle of red wine to wait for Dana, slowly drinking to calm my nerves.

When it arrives, my heart jumps a little. He wears a red dress that embraces his curves, the pronounced neckline revealing the soft skin of his breasts. He smiles radiantly when he saw me, walking towards me with a hypnotic swing of his hips

I stand up to greet her, holding her hand and kissing her knuckles: you are absolutely beautiful. whisper, my eyes devouring your body with admiration.

I help her sit down, then take her seat in front of him, our knees, touching under the table

Once sitting, I serve a glass of red wine before doing the same for me.*

Dana takes a sip, closing her eyes for a moment: mmm, delicious. He knows that this place is one of my favorites, he says smiling: I love intimate atmosphere and food is exceptional.

He leans forward, his eyes shining in the light of the candles: but Evan, why did you choose to bring me here tonight? I feel that there is something important in your mind.

I sigh deeply, gathering my hands on the table: Dana, you are right. There is something I need to tell you ... something I've been thinking for a long time.

I take your hand between mine, gently stroke your skin. I love you with all my heart. You are the most incredible woman I have met and I don't want to spend another day without you.

I look deeply in his eyes, my low and serious voice: Dana, do you want to marry with me? I want us to be partners in everything, that we share our lives.

I take the small velvet box of my pocket and kneel against Dana, opening it to reveal a brilliant commitment ring. My hands tremble slightly of nervousness while asking him the most important question of my life.

Dana, my love, my soulmate, would you accept to be my wife? I want to build a life with you, love and worship you every day. I know it's a lot to assimilate, but I promise you that I will always love you and take care of you. My voice trembles with emotion, my heart beating strongly on my chest while I look forward to your answer.

Dana is speechless for a moment, her eyes enlarging when she saw the ring later, a radiant smile extends her face and tears of happiness shine in her eyes:

Yes, yes, a thousand times yes! .Grita, jumping from her chair and kneeling with me, throwing me in a passionate hug: Evan, I can't believe it. Of course I want to marry you. I love you so much.

We kiss deeply, lost in our happiness. When we separate, place the ring on your finger, watching how it shines in the light. Dana holds her hand, admiring the ring before looking at me again with unconditional love in her eyes.

The sound of applause and shouts of congratulations takes us out of our passionate hug I look around and I realize that the diners of the other tables are applauding us, some raising their champagne glasses in a spontaneous toast. I smile awkwardly, grateful for his reaction but a little ashamed of attention.

Dana and I stand up, still grabbed the hands. I raise your left hand, proudly showing the engagement ring on your finger.

Thank you all, I say, smiling at the other diners: I just asked the woman of my dreams and she agreed to be my wife. New applause and cheers sound, some even asking us for a kiss laughing, I attract Dana for a brief but intense kiss, savoring her sweetness and the taste of our shared love.

Dana and I sat down again on the table, our still intertwined hands. I can see that his eyes shine with tears of happiness, his radiant face of love and emotion.

Dana: Evan, I can't believe that this is happening, he says, his voice shaking slightly: I love you so much, more than I thought I can not expect to spend the rest of my life with you.

I give him a comforting pressure in his hand, smiling warmly: I love you too, Dana beyond the words I knew that you were the one indicated from the first moment I saw you.

Dana is a bit composed, drying her tears of joy with a napkin looks down to her left hand, admiring the ring that has just placed. Then he looks at me again, a curious expression on his face.

Dana: So ... what will happen to our ... dynamic? You know, with your family and all that, ask, as if it were the most natural in the world: when do you plan to give them the good news and ... give them their own rings?

Flash surprised by her question, without being sure how to answer in my mind, I always assumed that we would continue with our polyamorous relationship, but I had never officially discussed the details with Dana she smiles, apparently understanding my confusion.

Dana: Don't worry, love. I understand perfectly. He leans forward, lowering his voice to a whisper: why don't we wait until we return home and tell him all together? We could have a kind of family announcement ... Wink a playful eye: maybe even a small celebration. What do you think?

Seat slowly, processing their words. A smile extends down my face while I think of the additional excitement that will bring the fact that my own fiance lush with other men.

Dana, my love, the idea of ​​seeing you flirting with other men ... to see you wish you. .. Light me in a way that you cannot understand and now that you agreed to be my fiance now I find it much more successful. Admite in a hoarse voice.

Dana leans forward, her burning eyes of lust: and you excite you the idea of ​​flirting and trying others while I carry my ring ... Then there is nothing that wishes more to see your fantasies to fulfill.

I take your hand, kiss your knuckles: we are free to explore, as long as you return to me at the end of the day. You are mine, Dana, and nothing will change.

The waiter approaches to congratulate us for our commitment, giving us a bottle of courtesy champagne.

Dana thank you with a radiant smile, but I notice how her eyes travel mine with a malicious smile.

Dana: Thank you very much for the champagne, snoring, your hoarse and seductive voice: and of course, we are already ready to order.

He leans on the table, giving the waiter a generous view of his neckline. I can feel my member hardening in my pants before the vision

Dana continues, her playful tone: Dinos what recommendations you have, handsome. We are in your hands tonight.

Look at the waiter through his eyelashes, a provocative smile on his lips. He clarifies his throat, evidently affected by his advances. While Dana keeps flirting blatantly, I can't help imagining her ... or with any other lucky man who attracts her attention.

While Dana continues to flirt with the waiter, I feel my member throbbing painfully in my pants. I try to concentrate on the menu, but my mind is full of erotic images of it with other men, their bodies intertwined in an unbridled passion. I wonder how your bare skin will feel under my fingers, how your mouth will know in mine after being tested by another.

A growl under getaway from my throat when thinking about it, my hands trembling slightly while trying to control my growing excitement.

Finally, the waiter moves away, promising that our meals will arrive soon.

Dana turns to me, her eyes shining with mischief and contained lust: are you okay, love? Ask innocently, as if I couldn't feel sexual tension by growing among us.

You know that I love you more than anything in this world, he adds in a whisper loaded with meaning: but the idea of ​​flirting with other men ... to feel his hands in my body while you observe ... is so exciting.

Place your foot between my legs, rubbing it discreetly against my erection almost groked aloud to contact, my control hanging from a thread

Dana, my love, if we continue like this, I do not think I can wait to get home,. Group, my eyes darkened by desire: I may have to fuck you right here, at this table, to relieve the pressure a bit.

Dana smiles mysteriously, her foot still rubbing my painful member: mmm, maybe flirts a little more with the waiter ... slug, her eyes shining with mischief: after all, it would be a shame to waste this opportunity, aren't you believe? Heady, his eye, his low and seductive voice: and who knows ... maybe he manages to bring us extra dessert tonight.

I feel that my control is completely broken before your suggestive words. Without thinking twice, I take his face in my hands and attract it to a passionate and possessive kiss, no matter who can see us.

Dana, my love, you are mine,. Group against your lips: you can flirt everything you want, but at the end of the night, you belong to me. I introduce my tongue in your mouth, exploring every corner, making my claim clear.

Just then, the waiter returns with our meals. I reluctantly separated myself, both breathless and in order to have been doing more to eat.

She smiles innocently at the waiter, acting as if nothing had happened, but I can see the lustful brightness in her eyes.

Here is your dinner, lady. I hope it is to your liking, he says, placing his dish in front of her.

Dana thank you with a wink: mmm, I bet it is delicious, she replies, her voice loaded with two meaning: thanks for the excellent, handsome service.

I observe fascination how she relaxes her lips deliberately, her eyes fixed on those of the waiter.

Dana relates her lips deliberately, her eyes fixed on those of the waiter. I can see the effect it has on it, its pupils dilated slightly and swallowing saliva in an audible way.

You're welcome, Miss, he replies, his voice a little more serious than before: if he needs anything else, just call me. I will be delighted to please her.

Once he leaves, Dana turns to me, a mischievous smile on her face:

Did you see it, honey? I think he wishes me, whispers, approaching so that only I can hear.

My member shakes in my pants at the idea, imagining Dana being treated by the waiter while I look.

Dana, my love, you are a bad girl. Gruño, pressing his thigh under the table: but I love it. Do what you have to do to get that extra dessert just remember ... at the end of the night you are mine.

She winks an eye and relates her lips before starting to eat, her foot rubbing my erection from time to time to keep me excited and anticipating what will come later.

As we have dinner, Dana continues her shameless flirting with the waiter, throwing looks of intention and seductive comments every time she approaches our table. I can feel my erection throbbing painfully in my pants, imagining all the ways in which I could be pleased later. Just when I think I can't stand it anymore, Dana leans on the table, whispering my ear.

Love, I think the time has come to ask for dessert. He says, his hoarse voice of desire: Why don't you ask him? To the waiter if you have any ... special suggestion for us tonight?

Without waiting for my answer, he raises his hand to get his attention. When he approaches, Dana gives her best seductive smile: could we tell us what dessert options they have tonight, handsome? Ask, his playful tone: we are especially interested in something ... sweet and juicy.

The waiter swallows saliva, clearly affected by its advance: I have just what you need, lady. He responds, his voice low and loaded with meaning: what if I show you our private menu in one of the VIP rooms? There we can discuss ... all your options in more detail

I look at Dana, my eyes full of lust and anticipation.

She nods almost imperceptibly, biting her lower lip.

Take us there. I tell the waiter, my hoarse voice of desire: we are ready for our dessert ... in every way.

We follow the waiter to the back of the restaurant, my accelerated heart with the emotion of what is to come.

The waiter guides us outside the restaurant, to a dark alley behind the garbage containers. As soon as we are alone, I can't contain myself anymore. I press Dana my hands clinging to her curves as she attacked her neck with passionate kisses.

She groans, archeding her back to press against me. Our companion approaches behind, his hands sliding down his hips and climbing his waist, cradling his breasts

Dana: Oh my God, Evan,.

Your fiancee is a delight ... so soft and so naughty.

I move away a few steps to see the show that I am witnessing while the waiter begins to kiss and nibble his exposed neck.

Dana: mmm, yes, I love that, .Gime, moving its hips back to rub against the obvious erection of the waiter: Evan, love, I want you to see how it fucks me ... how it makes me his. He says in a broken voice: I want you to observe how another man gives me pleasure ... and how you give yourself pleasure to see me. My eyes darken from lust before their words, my member throbbing painfully in my pants. Seat, giving my silent blessing to continue.

Dana groans of pleasure while the waiter explores her body with expert hands, her fingers sinking into the soft meat of her thighs and buttocks. Look at a distance, drawing my throbbing member of my pants and starting to stroke it slowly, my eyes fixed in the forbidden show in front of me.

The waiter slides the Dana dress fabric by his shoulders, exposing his breasts to the cold night. He leans to take a nipple in his mouth, sucking and nibbling while his other hand disappears under his skirt, presumably touching his humid intimacy

Dana: ahh yes, fuck, shit. She, her hips turning against the waiter's hand: put it in, handsome. I want to feel that great penis inside me while my fiance looks. Pray without shame: Flore me hard and deep, make me run in your cock.

Penetrates it with a single lunge, both groaning of pleasure in the sensation. He begins to ram it frantically, his hips colliding with his butt while fucking the wall.

Dana turns her head to me, her glassy eyes of lust while looking at me masturbating: that's, love, masturbate for me while another man fucks me. Look how he uses me, how he makes me his whore, he says in a broken voice, his body trembling with ecstasy.

While the waiter continues to fuck Dana against the wall, her deep and fast onslaught, I approach a little more, wanting her to listen to me clearly.

Dana, baby, you look so sexy being a whore for him. GROUSE My voice full of lust: look up, drinking her great cock like the hungry bitch you are. Fuck, you're driving me crazy.

I grab the member with more force, pumping to the rhythm of the inaccas of the waiter.

Waiter. I call it, my authoritarian tone: uses the piercings of your nipples punishes it for being such a needy fox.

The waiter smiles maliciously, obeying my orders. He grabs the piercing of his nipples and pulls them strongly, while increasing the speed and depth of his onslaught.

Ahhhh, yes, fuck, ohhh God I love this. Chilla Dana, his body trembling violently with pleasure: I am your whore, Evan, your horny whore. Look how they were stronger, deeper, make me run in your big cock.

The waiter fucks her with abandonment, her balls hitting her clitoris with each onslaught.

Dana twists and groans, her body tense while approaching climax.

I'm going to run. Scream: I'm running, I'm running so hard on your cock. FUCK!

His body convulses in ecstasy, its vaginal walls clenching the member of the waiter while reaches the most intense orgasm of his life, all while I observe his fiance, masturbating me strongly.

Just after Dana reaches her climax, the waiter takes her member inside, leaving her empty and moaning for frustration.

Without giving him time to recover, push her to the ground, forcing her to kneel before him.

With a head movement, he tells him to show the commitment ring: shows everyone that you are owned by someone, fox, order, his rough voice of lust: show your boyfriend how much you love to be a whore.

Dana obeys, holding her left hand so that the waiter and I can see the ring shining in the moonlight. The vision of my fiscal fiance in front of another man, his pussy dripping and his hard nipples, drives me crazy.

The waiter takes his cock in his hand, rubbing it against Dana's ring: now pray for my semen, bitch.

Dana looks up, her pleading and lustful eyes: please, Lord, let me try her delicious semen. I beg without shame: mark your territory in me, make me feel used and humiliated.

With a primitive roar, the waiter runs, its hot seed covering Dana's commitment ring, her hand and her face.

I cry of pleasure, my own member by clicking while I run in my fist, imagining the hot liquid covering the skin of my future wife. Dana licks obediently the semen of the ring, looking at me with a mischievous and challenging smile

I approach Dana, regardless of semen on her lips, and kiss her deeply, savoring her mixture with the essence of the waiter. My hands are buried in their hair while devouring it, transmitting all my love and lust in the kiss.

Dana, my love, I love you more than anything in this world. I grow up against his lips: see how another man fucks you ... how he uses you as his personal toy ... It is the most exciting experience of my life.

I look at the waiter, my eyes full of possessive fire: for now, go. I order him, my tone leaves without a place in discussions: this is between my fiancee and me.

The waiter, clearly intimidated by my attitude, quickly adjusts his clothes and leaves, back to the restaurant leaving us alone in the alley.

I take Dana in my arms, holding her close while we recover my breath.

Dana, baby, you were incredible. I murmur in his ear: see you so wild ... He drove me crazy. I can't wait to take you home and fuck you all night, claim how mine.

He sighs satisfied, resting his head on my chest.

So, was this exciting enough for you, my love? Ask with a spicy smile: Ready to get married with such a hot and naughty whore?

We both laugh, excited by what has just happened and anticipating what will come in the future.

I can't wait to walk down the hall towards you, knowing that I will spend the rest of my life with you exploring these pleasures. whisper, gently kissing his lips: and the honeymoon ... oh, the things I will do to you, my devilish devil.

I take her hand and start guiding her back to the restaurant, my mind already full of ideas for our wedding night.

You know, honey, .GREGO WITH A PIQUE SMILE: I should invite some friends to our honeymoon. You know, so you can continue ... practicing your technique.

Dana smiles, her brilliant lust and anticipation: oh, I would love that, my future husband. Nothing excites me more than please ... and show you how good a whore I can be. I hug her, kissing her deeply before entering the restaurant, ready to face the world as the future couple of husbands we are.

To be continued.....

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