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Falling Into Routine

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Chapter 21: Yenni’s Fault Lines

Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 21: Yenni’s Fault Lines - Childhood friends looking for true love and ready to start a family deny how perfect a couple they would make together by getting as close as possible. The secret plan to keep from falling into each other's arms - follow the same routine. Re-write so read from the beginning.

Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Romantic   Heterosexual   Fiction   FemaleDom   Light Bond   Polygamy/Polyamory   Black Male   Hispanic Female   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Voyeurism   Big Breasts   Size   2nd POV   Slow  

The Arrival

It was early. Even earlier than Mama usually called her.

Yenni let herself in quietly through the back entrance of the Caceres house, slipping into her usual morning rhythm. She often came before sunrise to help prep for Mama’s workday.

But as she crossed the hallway near Carla’s bedroom, she stopped short.

Soft, unmistakable sounds leaked through the closed door.

What She Heard

Carla’s voice, breathless and raw, broke through the quiet.

“Ay ... Eli ... más ... así ... no pares...”

The rhythm was undeniable. Bodies colliding. Breath catching.

Eli’s deep groan followed, low and thick.

The bed creaked softly under them.

Yenni’s chest tightened as heat flushed through her. She should have stepped away.

She didn’t.

Instead, she froze, heartbeat racing, pulse thumping in her ears as Carla’s cries rose sharply into a broken climax.

The final soft gasps after were somehow worse, quiet, intimate, completely untouchable.

The Origin

Later that morning, Yenni stood beside Mama Caceres in the kitchen, kneading dough while trying to push the sounds from her mind.

The kitchen had always been her place of safety.

When her mother left and her home unraveled, Mama Caceres had pulled her in, gave her purpose, structure, and warmth when nothing else made sense.

She’d grown up following Carla everywhere, hovering behind Eli when he came by. Mama taught her to bake, to run a home, to find stability.

But no matter how close she felt to this family, the gap between close and truly belonging never stopped aching.

The Contrast

Her thoughts kept looping back to what she’d heard. And what she knew she couldn’t stop imagining.

Carla’s body had always drawn attention. Soft curves, full hips, thick thighs that Eli’s hands gripped so easily. Her plush frame absorbed his powerful size like they were made for each other.

Yenni glanced down at herself.

 
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