Adult enough

I've always been a quiet girl, never saw sex as something I really needed until I tried it.

I didn't know what was happening to me, neither with my body nor with my libido, which was constantly wetting my panties, I wanted to be able to talk to someone, without looking like a crazy person desperate for sex, but I was afraid of the simple the fact of talking, made me feel uncontrollable desires.

My pussy was sore, after all, several guys with different dick sizes fucked me like I was really a whore, my breasts were marked, because my skin is very light, everything marks.

When the night came, I put on a loose and short dress, it was the kind of dress I always wore at home, because it brought me more comfort.

I went to the kitchen where everyone was sitting and having dinner, and Thais had fury in her eyes, I ignored her and looked at Marcelo who lost focus on the food looking at my legs, and it was impossible not to laugh.

Father: Daughter, I thought you were sleeping since we didn't see you for the rest of the afternoon.

- I was really dad, I have to enjoy it while the responsibility with the college doesn't come.

Mom: Help yourself, Jessy, before the food gets cold.

- What were you talking about?

Thais: Adult affairs.

I continued ignoring her, and glared at Marcelo.

- What were you talking about Marcelo?

Thais: I already answered that Jessy, it was an adult matter.

My parents looked at each other, as if they already realized how jealous she was.

- I didn't know you were Marcelo Thais' spokesperson, it must be a pain to be in a relationship where you are forbidden to communicate.

Mother: Jessy, please, you mustn't speak your mind my daughter.

Thais got up from the table and left, stamping her feet, and I started to laugh, because I had managed to piss her off.

Dad: What's going on with you Jessy? You've always been a sweet girl, and now you're acting rude.

- Sorry dad.

Marcelo excused himself and also left to go after his wife, leaving Letícia behind, who didn't understand what was going on.

- I'll try to apologize to them later.

Mother: That's the bare minimum.

We finished dinner and I had the brilliant idea of taking Letícia to the room of the most beloved couple in the house.

- I think your parents forgot about you, let's take you to them.

She held my hand and we walked to the bedroom, where the two were arguing, and the subject was about me, and that she had noticed his gaze on my legs.

I could go to my room and interject the child, but I wasn't a nanny, and it wouldn't make their lives any easier, so I knocked on the door, and it was she who opened it.

Thais: It's very tough.

- You're the one who leaves the child thrown in other people's houses.

She pulled the child by the arm into the room and slammed the door in my face.

The house was absurdly large, from the living room it was not possible to hear what the two were discussing, so I stayed in the guest room next door, and I heard everything, and from what I understood, that would be the last night they would spend in the house , because it was better to be in a hotel, than to be angry with a brat like me.

I heard the door open, and I stayed in the room for a while so no one would realize that I had heard everything, then I went out and found Marcelo in the middle of the hallway, returning to the room.

Marcelo: Were you listening to our fight?

I didn't want to answer him, so I pulled him by his shirt and tried to get him into the room, but he pulled my hand causing me to let go.

Marcelo: That's enough Jessy, you've caused enough trouble.

He was talking almost in a whisper, like he was scared to death that his wife would open the door and see us talking.

Seeing him so desperate made me want him even more.

- If you saw how wet I am, you wouldn't see it as a problem Marcelo.

Marcelo: Don't you think you're too young to act like that?

I got even closer to him, grabbed his hand and this time he didn't let go.

I took his hand under my dress, and I went up until I reached my panties.

- Do you think age is an impediment for me to be like this for you?

We heard footsteps, and I quickly pulled him by the shirt and we entered the guest room where I was minutes before, then the next door opened, it was his wife who was probably going to look for him, and I couldn't hide my smile of victory.

He started to get tense, and it was too late to leave the room, neither of us opened our mouths, we communicated only with our eyes, and his look was one of despair.

I took off my dress, and he got even more desperate, reversing his gaze between my body and the door.

I was only in my panties and with my breasts fully exposed, and as I approached him, he fled from my touch.

I smirked, sat on the edge of the bed, opened my legs and put my hand inside my panties, and started masturbating, looking at him.

He was so excited, his clothes couldn't disguise the erection.

I was absurdly wet, and I urgently needed him inside me, so I took off my panties and started introducing my fingers inside me, and that was enough for him to completely lose control.

He advanced towards me, lowered his shorts, and penetrated me, while holding tightly to both my breasts.

- Huuum, aaaah, aaaah.

He put his hand over my mouth, in an attempt to muffle the sound of my voice, but it was in vain, the door opened at once, and that's when his wife found out that I was adult enough for her husband to fuck me .