In Surprise Visit, Evandro, an athletic and handsome twenty-year-old Brazilian model, makes a surprise visit to his girlfriend’s house in West Virginia. His girlfriend, all too aware of what could befall him at the hands of the sexually dominant women of her family, pleads with him to leave.
Bewildered, Evandro heeds her advice, but not before getting a taste of the danger his girlfriend fears and, after a hasty departure, appears to be safe from his girlfriend’s dominant and sadistic family.
Until fate steps in to ensure escape from the family web of female domination would not be so easy.
Abigail and Becky toiled in the kitchen, washing the last of the dishes after breakfast when they heard a loud pounding on the front door. Always full of energy and looking for an adventure wherever she could find it, Becky practically sprinted to the door.
“Wow...hello,” Becky said when she laid her eyes on an attractive and slender stud standing on her doorstep.
His drenched T-shirt, tight to his torso, had become nearly transparent, hinting at the sculpted body, which lie beneath. His nipples tented the front of his shirt nicely. Evandro braced himself against the wind-driven rain, trying to at least keep the harsh pellets of water out of his beautiful smooth face. His dark curly locks hung in front of his bright blue eyes with water dripping down from the tips. He brushed his hair to the side.
The awning above did little to shield him from being battered by the torrential downpour, which was now on its third day. Evandro was too miserable to bask in the attention.
“Hi. Is Alex here?” “Alex?” Becky repeated dumbfounded. “Ain’t no Alex living here. Hate to say it, but I think you got the wrong house, pretty boy.”
“No, I mean Alexis. I know her from college. I’m sure this is the address she gave me.”
Abigail had been trying to listen from the kitchen, but the noise of the rain was making it difficult. Yet she picked up on the name ‘Alexis’ and nearly dropped the plate she had been drying when she heard it. Nobody in West Virginia called her by that name. And it wasn’t just the name, but it was the accent associated with the voice that caused her panic.
No, it couldn’t be!
He’s in Florida or Brazil. It can’t be him!
Her mind was racing. She crept closer to the hallway where she peered around the corner to get a glimpse of the miserably wet figure in the doorway.
For a moment, Becky was still at a loss. Then a light went on in her mind. “Oh, you mean my sister, Abigail Alexis?”
“Yeah, that’s gotta be her. Can you tell her Evandro is here to see her?”
“Evandro?” Abigail exclaimed from the other end of the hallway. “What are you doing here?”
Becky still wasn’t computing the scene nearly as quickly as she should have. She turned, still processing at a slow speed.
“Wait…Evandro?” Becky said, beginning to catch on. “Is this Evan? This is Evan?” Becky stated more than asked.
It all became clear, and she couldn’t help but laugh.
“Oh my gawd!” Abbe completely tuned her sister out. She was torn between running and throwing her slender frame into her boyfriend’s arms, or pushing him back to his car and screaming at him to leave. She did a little of both. Abbe handed the plate to her sister without thinking, and stepped towards Evan’s open arms, but stopped herself, glancing sideways towards her sister. She wanted to embrace him, hold him, and kiss him, but she would never do that with her sister there.
Evandro was confused. He was sure that she would have been ecstatic to see him. A surprise visit like this, after not having seen or talked to each other in over a month, warranted at least a warm embrace.
“Evandro, you can’t be here. No, you…you have to leave,” Alexis said frantically.
Evan’s smile faded quickly from his face. “What’s the matter?”
“No, I can’t explain. There’s no time,” Alex countered in a panicked tone. “It’s just best if you leave. My gawd, when’s Momma going to be back?”
Becky replied, “Well I think she said they’d be back by noon. But with this rain, it’ll probably be a while longer.”
“Okay, you gotta go, Evan. I mean, I love seeing you, but it’s just that you can’t be here. I thought you were going to be working in Miami, or going back to Brazil for the photo shoot.”
“I am. I mean, it got delayed for another month so I decided I’d rather take you up on your offer to come work on the farm for a while. I’ve never worked on a farm before.”
“Oh gawd. No, I…I didn’t really…I mean, I was totally drunk when I said that. This is not the place you want to be. Oh shit…”
“He can work on the farm. I don’t see no problem with that,” Becky chimed in with a smirk.
“You stay out of this!” Abbe barked back. “And you CAN’T tell anyone that Evandro was here. You understand me?”
She looked back at Evandro.
“And you can’t tell anyone you were here.”
Becky thought for a moment. This situation was as dire a situation as she would ever find Abbe involved in. Abbe was right. She had to get her boyfriend off the farm before their mother found out. If she found him there, it would be all over for Evandro. But Becky learned a few things while Abbe had been away at college for two years. She wasn’t the same little sister who caved whenever she was ordered to do so. Becky had been only too happy to follow her sister’s direction in her younger years. A few years ago, she never would have considered talking back to her sister. But working on the farm under the tutelage of her mother and not having anyone else to boss her around for two years gave her the confidence she hadn’t had before. She was growing up physically as well as mentally. In many respects, she was considered a boss around the farm. She had gotten used to having others follow her orders without question.
During the time that Abigail had been away at college, Becky had developed the Franklin attitude, perhaps a little too soon for her age. This tomboy had to make the developing crisis work to her advantage. She had to play the game.
“It’ll cost ya.”
Abbe was stunned.
“Are you kidding me? You just keep your mouth shut, little sis.”
“Hey! I ain’t so little no more, in case you ain’t noticed,” Becky replied, standing up for herself.
“You have got to be fucking kidding me!”
“You watch your language in this house, Abigail. A beautiful hunk shows up on the doorstep asking for you, and you expect me to just forget about it? No way. I’ll keep quiet, but I get something in exchange.”
Oh my gawd. What the F do you want?”
A smirk crept across her face as she looked towards Evandro.
“Him. I want him for ten minutes. Alone.”
“Are you out of your mind? Hell no, I’m not letting you have him. I know what you’ll do to him. No. No way, Becky!”
“Well, you don’t know everything I’d do to him, but I only have about ten minutes, so, yeah, you probably have a pretty good idea. AND I want that picture of him you have hidden under your pillow. The bikini shot.”
“What happened to you? You turned into a conniving little bitch! My gawd, I was away for two years, and you’ve turned into one of them.”
“You weren’t here, Alexis. Things changed. This is what ya get. Listen, you got no choice. Hell, he’ll enjoy it. You know that.”
Abbe could only stare at her. She knew she was beat. She had no choice. “Mother would have a fit if she heard you right now! There’s no way she’d let you do anything like this, little girl.”
“Don’t be so sure about that. Like I said, things have changed.”
“I will never forgive you for this.”
Evandro had been standing just inside the doorway, watching the argument ensue, hardly believing what was being said. A simple surprise visit and offer of help was being turned into some nasty battle of extortion.
“Evandro, I know you have no idea what’s going on, but you have to believe me when I tell you that this is for your own good. You have to leave, but first you have to do what my sister tells you to do.”
“No, just listen. You have to do whatever she wants. I know you’ll never talk to me again, but you’re better off this way. And I’m better off this way.”
Alexis held her boyfriend by the arm and escorted him to her bedroom, which was in the back of the house.
Evandro tried to protest, but each time he was quieted by his girlfriend and pulled forward.
“Make it quick,” Alex said to her sister. Abigail was an attractive girl with a slender frame. It wasn’t her younger sister’s more stalky build that had her too intimidated to try to force her sister into submission. Abbe’s problem was that she didn’t have the devilish Franklin attitude that her sister and her mother had. It was the primary reason she wanted to get an education and leave the farm behind. She was simply too kind and caring to lower herself to her sister’s level to successfully fight for her boyfriend.
As a result of her kindness, Abigail stood silently by as Becky smiled at her and closed the bedroom door behind Evandro.
“Take off your shirt,” Becky could be heard saying on the other side of the door.
“Just keep your mouth shut, stud, and do what I tell ya.”
Alex, her ear to the door, heard Evandro pull his T-shirt up over his head.
“Now your shorts, handsome.”
Abbe heard the zipper, then the drenched cargo shorts falling to his feet.
“Mmmmm…yeah, very nice. You’re a little excited, aren’t ya? I didn’t believe her when she said she was banging an underwear model, but I guess I was wrong. Let me help you with these.”
Abbe heard the unmistakable sound of his tight underwear slide down his legs. She found herself wondering which pair he was wearing.
“Step out for me. That’s it. Oh my gawd, you’re hung like a horse! Wow, it rises fast.” “Ohhh…mmmm…”
Evan moaned. Alex imagined her sister was stroking his cock now.
“Oh yeah, give me some precum. That’s it. Yeah, you want to give it to me, don’t ya, stud? Okay, get up here on the bed. I’d make this last longer for ya, but we gotta get you outta here fast. That’s it. Now get on all fours. I’m gonna show ya how I milk the stallions each week.
“Damn, you’re hard. How do ya like that? Do you like having your balls pulled back like that?”
Evandro wasn’t sure if he was supposed to answer, but all he could do was grunt anyway.
“That’s it. Now your cock’s pointed in the right direction.”
From his moans, Alexis pictured her sister with Evan’s balls in her hand, pulled tight to his ass, and milking his cock with her other hand.
He wouldn’t last long.
“Okay, I’m gonna squeeze a little harder, and you’re gonna cum for me right into this glass I got underneath ya.”
Evan looked down to see Becky position the small glass on the bed beneath him, just inches below his purple cockhead.
“Come on...come on...give it to me now, stallion. Give me all ya got. Come on…”
Evan’s moans became more high pitched and more frantic. He was close. Finally, Alex heard a loud groan emanate from deep within Evan’s throat. She knew exactly what that meant. She had heard it many times before.
“Oh, sweet Jesus! Damn, your balls are full. Keep it coming. Oh, that’s good, real good.”
It seemed like an eternity to Alex, but finally his sounds of ecstasy were over. He was still breathing heavily, but he was spent.
“Don’t you move, til I say so.” Evandro let his head hang while he caught his breath and tried to wrap his head around the events that culminated with a forced orgasm. The euphoric wave of his orgasm disappeared from his body as the final strand of cum seeped from his twitching cock.