NTR: Mommy Will Help You! Chapter 283 283: Can I Get a Kiss Too?
Previously on NTR: Mommy Will Help You!...
It's often said that distance intensifies affection, and for Brenda, those months apart from Oliver stirred up a profound longing within her.
A voice from deep within urged her to recognize these emotions more clearly, yet her logical thoughts blocked any deeper reflection, viewing them as foolish and far-fetched.
In contrast, Oliver savored the warmth of Brenda's tender, yielding form pressed close to him, relishing each passing moment.
"Hey, what are you thinking about? Why is there such a stupid smile plastered on your face?" Oliver teased Brenda, and her face flushed crimson at his words.
"I don't know... I can't help myself..." Brenda whispered shyly, dodging his gaze in embarrassment over her own response to him.
Her shy demeanor drew a gentle laugh from Oliver as he cupped her chin softly and lifted her face, bringing her bright blue eyes into contact with his deep brown ones.
They gazed deeply into each other's eyes without a single blink, as though peering into the depths of one another's true emotions and motives.
Finally, Oliver bent forward and pressed his lips to Brenda's in a tender kiss.
A wave of delight rushed through both of them as their lips met, causing their pulses to race while they indulged in the closeness of the kiss.
Following several deep, fervent kisses, Oliver drew back and planted a light kiss on Brenda's cheek, drawing a sweet laugh from her.
He released her then and stepped back a few paces. "So what are we waiting for? Let's go in together!"
Brenda agreed eagerly with a nod, her mind completely forgetting Sarah and Ron, who had been right there beside her the whole time.
But just as they started to proceed, Sarah reached out and clutched Oliver's sleeve, halting his movement.
Nervousness and reluctance filled her expression, as if she wished to avoid this moment entirely.
Her face turned a deep shade of red, and she struggled to meet his eyes directly due to her shyness.
Still, she mustered her resolve and spoke in a hushed voice, "Can I get a kiss too?"
Oliver stood motionless at her words, shooting a quick look toward Ron, who appeared utterly unsurprised by the turn of events.
He had likely anticipated this, given the dynamics of their bond.
"You want one too, Sarah?" Oliver replied with a soft chuckle, nodding slightly in agreement. "But not in public, of course. I don't want Ron to be mocked by everyone."
Sarah glanced around, noticing the crowd of onlookers fixed on them, all stirred by the flashy arrival of Oliver's car.
Then, in a timid murmur, she suggested, "How about in the car?"
"Okay, fine. Let's go." Oliver answered, heading to the supercar with Sarah trailing close behind.
Ron and Brenda joined them shortly after, eager to experience the inside of the stunning vehicle themselves.
Settling into the driver's seat, Oliver guided the car to the parking area, shut off the motor, and paused, letting Sarah take the initiative.
She drew in a series of shaky breaths, her bosom heaving unevenly as she fought to steady her nerves.
At last, she summoned the bravery to turn and face Oliver in the seat next to her.
Their eyes locked together, and without needing more prompting, Sarah moved closer.
Her plush lips met his, her eyelids drifting shut as a quiet sigh slipped from her when they connected.
His breathing faltered at the contact; Oliver slid his hand over Sarah's ample chest via her dress, kneading the yielding curves and drawing a soft moan from her.
All the while, Ron watched the display before him with rapt attention, unable to look away from the captivating sight.
Sarah sensed his intense stare warming her skin, igniting her even further beyond the heat from her kiss with Oliver.
As their mouths remained locked in passion, Oliver trailed his free hand along Sarah's leg.
The silky smoothness beneath his touch felt like fine satin or plush fabric, tempting him to linger indefinitely.
Yet he realized their situation wouldn't permit such indulgence.
When they parted, Oliver told Sarah, "There we go. Hope that satisfied your desire, though I think it only served to make you more impatient."
"Yes... You're right... Sorry..." Sarah's blush deepened as she looked away from him, appearing utterly charming in his eyes.
Grinning slyly, Oliver faced Ron and joked, "You look pretty excited about this whole thing yourself. Is your kink getting more and more twisted, or something?"
Ron jumped slightly at the comment, feeling exposed like prey in a hunter's sight.
"Well... um..." he fumbled, unsure how to reply to the probing remark.
Brenda let out a light laugh. "Sarah has been with Ron only since the last time you were with us. So, it's obvious that Ron didn't get to enjoy watching his girlfriend being fucked by another guy. Can't blame him for being excited over seeing his girlfriend getting turned on by kissing someone else."
"I guess so," Oliver conceded with a casual shrug. "Anyway, shall we get going to the auditorium then? There's no point sitting here talking."
The group quickly consented and stepped out of the vehicle, making their way to the structure where the others awaited.
"So Oliver," Brenda began as they strolled along, "what happened to you during the past couple of months? Why didn't you answer any of our messages and calls?"
Oliver shot her a sidelong look, draped his right arm around her waist, and responded, "There were many things that happened back then and many more things that will happen later, which will take me even more time to talk about. Anyway, just know that I've become someone new entirely."