xxx celebrity episode 1

XXX CELEBRITY
(Redum at Home)
Episode 1
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Written by Nathaniel
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Inside a lonely room, from a be-d, Sandra glanced around the four picky walls like a monitoring spirit. The environment was as quiet as a grave yard, yet she wasn’t secured with the atmosphere. Therefore she stood up from the be-d half n@ked wearing just a yellow polo shi-t that st©ps before her knees. Her bre@st wavered along with her bu-tt as she was walking towards the door like a s£dûçt!vep©rn star. The quiet atmosphere was suddenly broken by the clutching sound of windows and door-knobs which she had locked, then finally closed the curtains.
She practically la-id down on the be-d again, opened her l@pt©p then hit one of the most popular African p©rn site: “Realafricans dot com”. Sooner did the p©rnogra-phy begin to pl@yand displ@yon the screen of the l@pt©p. Excitedly, Sandra adjusted her b©dy to a comfortable posture, enjoying the view of it; the n@ked bodies on the screen especially the male whose d!ck she kept admiring, wishing to have it in between her legs. She watched the ro-mantic tactics of the male on the p©rnogra-phy, su-cking and f!ngering a female whose m0aning tone pave all over the room. That act of cunnilingus alone re-leased a dam inside Sandra’s pvzzy. However, she had pu-ll-ed off her elastic designer white p@n-t, kicked it off the be-d, using her f!nger to work magic on her cl!toral region. She twisted her w@!st in the process and R0m-ncing her n!poles as her eyes were fixed on the p©rn that had become crazily intense. Within the next thirty minutes when she couldn’t bear the tingling s-en-sation that flu-shed down like a wave from her pelvic to her toes, she cvm, exhaling and trying to balance her breathing rate as she battled with her conscience.
“Mom is the cause of all this.” Sandra realized writhin herself.
Though the p©rn kept pla-ying on the l@pt©p but she wasn’t interested anymore. Reluctantly, she logout from the site then deviated to Google where she found a psych0thera-pist to discuss her problem with. It was on a video call. First, she an-alysed the feminine thera-pist who was on a professional dress, fair and old.
“Good afternoon ma’am. My name is Sandra Williams from..”
“Hey dear,” Mrs. Walter, the thera-pist, interrupted her. “I don’t nee-d your location. What troubles you, Sandra?”
“Mmm..mmm… I’m add!çted to p©rnogra-phy and… and..” she bent her head down, shaking it reluctantly. She was ashamed to complete her statement.
“Masturbation, i guess” the woman helped her.
She raised her head up, nodding in an agreement like an agama lizard.
“How old are you? Do you have a b©yfri£nd?”
“I’m twenty-two. No, i don’t have because none wants to stay when I bring up the policy of no s£x. Sometimes I blame my mom because she’s very strict at us not having b©yfri£nds. She always has us tested for vir-ginity every four months.”
Mrs. Walter went silent for some seconds after hearing the girl. Of course, from the explanation, she un-derstood that Sandra only does cl!toral masturbation in order to keep her hy-men intact, hence escape the wrath of the mother. Calmly, she spoke up. “First, Sandra, your mother is over reacting, going to an extreme which shows that she’s doing what she’s doing for a reason best known to her. Why don’t you ask her why the test every four months? Secondly, Is not easy to abstain from masturbation but easy to abstain from p©rnogra-phy. It’s takes courage and decision ma-king to st©p by first putting an end to p©rn coz it makes you to masturbate. Try to occu-py your mind with other things other than s£xuality…” A knock at the door interrupted the woman.
“Okay, bye.” Sandra huridily slam the l@pt©p closed, flung up her p@n-t from the floor then struggled it on on her way to the door. She slid her hair backward, exhaled before clutching the doorknob open to see her twin sister, Cas-sandra, wearing a bogus go-wn with a holy bible in her hand. Her appearance was like that of a typical sister in Christ. Yes, Cas-sandra is more devoted to church activities than Sandra. Both had the same resemblance but different in b©dy complexion; Cas-sandra is more fair which makes her more eyes-catching than her twin sister.
Nevertheless, Sandra returned back to the be-d, leaving Cas-sandra at the door. Both didn’t exchange words. From the door Cas-sandra surveyed the room, walked inside, opened the curtains and windows then turned to the l@pt©p.
“You refused to follow me to weekend service only to have yourself locked inside a room with everywhere closed un-der this h0t weather.” she broke the silence.
Sandra looked up at her almost like a disdain wondering if she noticed what she did prior to her arrival. “What exactly do you mean by that statement, Cas-sandra?” Her voice didn’t sound rude neither did it sound plea-singly. “And why coming directly to my room when you have your own room?” She added.
“I c@m£ to check on you”
“Well, thank you. I’m fine.” She averted her eyes from her then open the l@pt©p again while Cas-sandra watched her silently until she began to leave the room.
“Cas-sandra?” Sandra called her back with a respective tone. She turned from the door to hear from her. “How was service?”
Surprised, Cas-sandra replied, “Fine”
“I want us to talk about mom.”
Hearing that, Cas-sandra walked back into the room and sat at the edge of the be-d, listening attentively to her sister.
Sandra swallowed ha-rd . “I don’t want to believe that you like being tested every four months, do you?”
Cas-sandra remained mute.
“We are grown-ups. We have to st©p mom from taking us for a vir-ginity test. I don’t see any tangible reason for that. We must confront her and put an end to it!” She waited, staring at Cas-sandra thereby generating quietness around the room. “Are you with me on this, Cas-sandra?”
She exhaled. “I’m with you but not rudely but calmly. I have this feelings that mom is hiding something from us all.”
“If she is then we must find out.”
They remained quiet only to hear a hasty footsteps from a staircase. They glanced at each other before running out to know the cause to the hullabaloo. Sandra didn’t mind she was just on a polo shi-t that expo-ses her th!ghs. When the twins rushed out, they saw their father, Mr Williams, carrying a box covered with a fabric.
“Daddy, what’s the matter?” Cas-sandra asked him before Sandra could do so.
The plumpy old man with big stomach pas-sed them without answering the question. He rushed into his room and locked it. Terrified, Sandra looked down to the parlour of the ground floor of the building because it was structurally an open parlour with sophisticated furniture. She didn’t see anyb©dy or what might have been pursuing the father. While Cas-sandra walked to the nearest window, slid the curtain and looked outside, yet didn’t see any suspicious movement. She only saw cars moving on the street and some that are parked at a corner. Unknowingly to her, there was a spy watching her with a binacula from one of the cars. The door of Mr Williams room brou-ght back the girls’ attention to the father who just c@m£ out.
“Where is your mother?” he asked them in a de-ep fatherly voice.
“Not yet back.” Sandra answered. “Daddy, is anything the matter?” she added.
“Nothing to worry about. But you must not mention to your mother what you saw.” Mr Williams walked out, following the staircase.
The twins gazed at each other inquisitively….
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Outside the building, in the car parked on the street, a young man brou-ght down the binacula. “She’s beautiful” he murmured then ignite the car engine.
He opened several doors, dressed simple on a jean trou-ser and canvas with a fitted polo shi-t that expo-ses his muscular b©dy. He was a bit dark in complexion, tall and attrac-tive. His name was Vicker, an xxx celebrity. He opened the last office to see an average woman sitting like a boss-lady.
“Ma’am, I’ve seen the location” Vicker reported.
Alice, the woman stood up, looking so mean and wicked. Her height cannot be compared with Vicker’s; she’s genetically short.
“You have every information you nee-d.” She began. “There is a reason why you are chos£n for this job. It’s because one of the twins watches you on a p©rn site and the woman of the house isn’t getting s£xual satisfaction enough from her husband.”
“What about the other twin, Cas-sandra?” Vicker asked with hands behind him like a soldier on at ease.
“Cas-sandra is religious. That means you gonna act like a p©rn star to the other two woman and like a saint to Cas-sandra in order to win their hearts and execute your mission. You know how to win the heart of the man of the house.”
Vicker concurred then began to leave the office, wondering how Alice knew about every member of the family. Nevertheless, he was on a deadly mission in the home of Mr Williams which he doesn’t know may be the outcome…….
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TO BE CONTINUED