His ‘Little’ Obsession Part 2

**Chapter 2- Backstories**

“I like my women all of two ways, in ways which I can fuck them for a long time, or in ways which I can fuck and chuck. You, my sweet, can be the lucky few who I get to fuck for a long time. Though, I do have to apologise, most of the women I keep for a long time are experienced in this kind of thing, whereas you are not. And, I’ll admit, I have forced you into this. But, you said yourself you want this, and I know you have wanted this for a long time. I’ll also admit I’ve wanted you for a long time Leila, my darling.” He says, stopping slightly in his past time story before continuing, “I always said if I had a child, I hope that it would be a boy, just so I wouldn’t be tempted. But, then I’d never met the right person to have a child with. However, when my best friend from the age of 3 came up to me and said he was having a child, I knew you would be mine, and I prayed to whatever God was up there that you would be a boy.” He stops again, chuckling to himself, “I guess they didn’t listen.”

His ‘Little’ Obsession Part 2

*Writers note: I’m going to try and not post a story everyday and see if I can try and post more a day! It’s been hard with my studies and all to get it done but I’ll try in the future! This chapter took a particular amount of time to revisit and edit and change so sorry for the delay, I know I said I’d try and get it done last night. Thank you everyone for the support, and I hope you enjoy what is my favourite chapter so far!*

*Yours truly,*

*AgreeableTurn*

**Chapter 2- Backstories**

His ‘Little’ Obsession Part 1

*Writers notes: Hello everyone! Thank you so much for clicking on to this post. I hope you love this story as much as I do! If it gets enough support I’ll post Chapter 2. This is the first erotic story I had ever written so it’s practically my baby. If you have any constructive criticism for me, please let me know in the comments.*

*Yours truly,*

*AgreeableTurn.*

**Chapter 1- Strange Beginnings**

It had started to what i thought was going to be a normal Sunday- me cooking a big meal for the family where me, my mother, my father, my sister, brother, aunt and my dads best friend would come for dinner. It was an occasion that became a tradition after I found a great talent in cooking. Soon, when my little brother was old enough, he would join me. My older sister, however, was a spoilt little brat. So it would be an impossibility she would even lift a finger in any form of work.

However, it wasn’t going to be a normal Sunday and that was all because of my dads best friend, Mark.