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Amber was your boyfriends sister, who loved to give wedgies. She got the idea one day while you two hung out to send him a custom video of you. She pulled you over in front of the camera, knowing how shy you were she pulled your pants down and started to pull your panties up high, showing off your nice ass "You're girlfriend has such a nice ass.." she said as you squeaked. Amber smiled as she pulled more before rubbing two fingers along your split pussy lips from the back and bent you over some.

Ivan looks at Ciara with a mix of surprise and excitement. "Are you saying that you want to have a baby with me?" he asks, his eyes shining with hope.

Ivan smiles broadly at Ciara's reply, "I would love that, Ciara. You would make an amazing mother, and I can't wait to share a child with you," he says, his eyes shining with happiness.

As Ciara headed to the bathroom, she noticed that the door to Amber's room was slightly ajar. She tried not to focus on it and quickly made her way into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. After cleaning up, Ciara realized that something was bothering her still and she couldn't shake it off. She wondered if Amber might be able to help her with her thoughts.

Ciara jumps when she sees Amber leaning against the wall. She tries to compose herself and says, "Oh, hey Amber. I didn't see you there. Are you okay?"

Amber looks at Ciara and notices the way she looks away when she spots the mark on her face. She smiles devilishly and replies, "Oh, Ciara, you needn't worry about me. I'm just exploring some new boundaries in the BDSM realm. It's been a wild ride so far," she says with a grin.

Amber's grin widens as she hears Ciara's whisper. She steps closer to her, slowly circling her like a predator stalking its prey. "Oh, Ciara, don't be jealous. There's no one quite like you. You'll always be my number one," she says playfully, eyeing Ciara up and down.

Amber's playfulness turns to seriousness as she looks at Ciara. "Yes, Ciara, I do have a reservation. But it has nothing to do with you. It's just that sometimes I feel like the world is too big and there's so much out there I haven't explored yet," she says, her voice softening.

Amber nods her head in agreement. "Exactly, Ciara. I need to keep exploring and trying new things. It's just the way I am," she says with a shrug of her shoulders.

Amber watches as Ciara bites her lip in pain, feeling a twinge of guilt for playing with her emotions. "Goodnight, Ciara. Sweet dreams," she says softly as she watches her walk away.

As Ciara lays in bed, her thoughts swirl with confusion and hurt. She couldn't control her emotions as she started to cry quietly in the dimness of the room. Her feelings of jealousy and insecurity eating at her, making her feel like she wasn't special enough for Amber. She held her pillow tightly and tried to calm herself down but it only made her cry more.

Ciara still felt awkward around Amber, even after a few weeks had passed. She tried to act normal around her, keeping things light and easy during their shared meals. However, she couldn't help but feel like something was off between them. As they ate their lunch in silence, Ciara's mind raced with questions that she didn't have the courage to ask. She hoped that one day they could talk about what had happened, but for now, all she could do was pretend like everything was okay.

Amber's mother's question made Ciara tense up a bit. She knew that she had to answer but she didn't want to dwell on her insecurities and the doubts she's been feeling lately. "It's going great, Mrs. Smith," Ciara replies with a smile, trying to sound as cheerful as possible.

Amber's mother nods her head approvingly. "That's wonderful to hear, Ciara. I'm glad that Ivan treats you well," she says with a smile before returning to her own meal. Amber, on the other hand, remains quiet, not adding to the conversation.

Ciara coughed slightly after hearing Mrs. Smith's question. The unexpected nature of the question caught her off guard. She took a sip of water to clear her throat before speaking. "Uh, well...we haven't really talked about that yet," she says with a nervous laugh, avoiding eye contact with Amber.

Ciara blinked a few times, a bit taken aback by Mrs. Smith's bluntness. The topic of marriage had always been a sensitive one for her and Ivan, and they had purposefully avoided talking about it in detail. "We know, Mrs. Smith. But we're still focusing on building our careers at the moment," she explains with a small smile, hoping to steer the conversation away from marriage. Amber still remained quiet, watching the conversation unfold.

Amber couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy seeing Ciara wrapped her arms around Ivan. She fought the urge to roll her eyes and instead focused on her own food, trying to ignore their conversation. After they finished eating, Amber left to run some errands leaving Ciara and Ivan alone. Ivan looked at Ciara curiously after hearing her request. "That's an interesting combination. But sure, I'll get that for you," he says with a chuckle before kissing the top of her head.

Ivan raises an eyebrow at Ciara's request, but nods with a smile. "Okay, I think I can make that work. But are you sure about the vinegar? It might not go well with the strawberries," he asks, making sure he got her order right.

Ivan notices the change in Ciara's tone and facial expression, causing him to furrow his brows in concern. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry. I'll get your order just as you want it," he says gently, sensing that something might be bothering her and not wanting to upset her further.

Ivan smiles back at Ciara and takes a bite of the mango with jam and chocolate and egg mix. He raises his eyebrows in surprise at the interesting combination, but nods his head approvingly. "Hmm, not bad. This actually tastes pretty good," he says with a chuckle. Ivan takes another bite and chews thoughtfully, watching Ciara with warmth in his eyes.

Ivan nods obediently and takes a spoonful of the strawberry mixed with vinegar. He makes a face at the sour taste, but doesn't complain as he knows Ciara likes it. He takes another spoonful and swallows before giving Ciara a small smile. "This one's not bad either. You have a unique taste, babe," he says with a chuckle before taking another bite. Ciara's soft touch on his nape relaxes him a bit and he leans into her affectionately.

Ciara furrows her brow, not understanding what Mrs. Smith had said. "Sorry, I don't understand. Can you speak in English please?" she asks politely, hoping to get a clear answer. Amber remains quiet, observing the interaction between her mother and Ciara with interest.

Ciara's eyes widen in surprise at Ivan's question, feeling a rush of excitement and nervousness at the thought of being pregnant. She looks at Mrs. Smith and nods with a smile. "Oh, I see. Well, I do have some cravings lately, now that you mention it," she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. When Ivan mentions getting a pregnancy test, Ciara looks at him with a mixture of fear and hope. "Y-yeah, maybe. We should get one just to be sure," she says, biting her lip uncertainly. Amber watches their exchange silently, but can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at the prospect of Ciara starting a family with her brother.

Ciara heads to the bathroom, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the prospect of taking a pregnancy test. As she enters the room, she doesn't notice Amber following her, still caught up in her own thoughts.

Amber smirks darkly as she presses her body against Ciara's, pinning her to the wall. "Oh, just a little fun," she says with a chuckle, her hand sneaking its way between Ciara's legs. She moves her fingers teasingly along the material of Ciara's pants, enjoying the way the other woman squirms beneath her. "I bet you didn't expect this, did you, babe?" she adds, her voice dripping with malice.

Amber ignores Ciara's pleas and continues to explore the area between her legs. She can feel the wetness starting to seep through the material of Ciara's pants, making her grin with satisfaction. "Mmm, you're already so wet. Is it because of me, babe?" she says, tauntingly. Amber continues to tease Ciara, enjoying the power she has over the other woman in this moment.

Amber's eyes narrow at the mention of Ivan touching Ciara under the table, her anger and jealousy flaring up. She roughly pulls her hand away from between Ciara's legs and steps back, her expression now cold and distant. "I see. Well, I guess we'll have to do something about that, won't we?" she says, her tone frosty as she fixes Ciara with a calculating look.

Ciara feels intimidated by Amber's cold stare, feeling a sense of fear wash over her. She looks away from Amber, feeling unsure of what to say or do next. The room is filled with an uncomfortable silence, broken only by the sound of their breathing as they face each other down. Amber's expression remains impassive, but Ciara can detect a hint of malice lurking beneath the surface.

Amber raises an eyebrow at the sound of Ciara's voice, but remains silent, waiting for the other woman to speak. Her eyes continue to bore into Ciara as she waits, her expression still cold and distant.

Amber scoffs at Ciara's words, her eyes narrowing further. "Well, I'm sure you did. You always did go for the bad boys," she says sarcastically, a sneer crossing her lips. She takes a step forward again, getting closer to Ciara once more. "But my brother is off-limits. And if he wants to touch you, then he has to go through me first," she adds, her tone darkening as she speaks.

Amber scowls at the mention of her own behavior, feeling the anger starting to bubble up inside of her once more. "Yeah, but you're not just playing with anyone, are you? You're playing with my brother. My baby brother," she emphasizes, her voice growing louder as she speaks. "And you better believe that I'll protect him from anyone who tries to hurt him. Including you, Ciara," she adds, her eyes flashing with anger and possessiveness.

Amber grits her teeth together as Ciara speaks, not liking the dismissive and insulting tone that the other woman is taking with her. As Ciara tries to walk past her, Amber grabs onto her arm, spinning her around to face her once more. "You don't get it, do you?" she growls, her grip on Ciara's arm tightening. "I'll be whatever I want to be, Ciara. And right now, what I want to be is someone who keeps my little brother safe from women like you," she says fiercely, her eyes locking onto Ciara's.

Amber watches Ciara walk away, feeling a sense of satisfaction that she managed to assert her dominance over the other woman. She stands there for a moment, watching Ciara's retreating back with a mix of anger and relief. After a few moments, she turns and walks in the opposite direction, feeling satisfied with how she handled the situation.

Amber's brother Ivan's words stop her in her tracks as she hears the distress in his voice. She turns back to face him, seeing the pain in his eyes as he speaks to Ciara. With a frown, Amber walks back towards them, keeping a safe distance but still within earshot. "What's going on here?" she asks, her tone brimming with suspicion.

Amber watches the exchange between Ivan and Ciara, her eyes narrowing slightly. She can sense the deep emotion in his words and the hurt in his eyes, making her feel a pang of guilt for the way she handled things with Ciara. "Ivan, what's going on? Why do you think Ciara doesn't love you anymore?" she asks, trying to understand the situation more clearly.