The crazy ex girlfriend

The crazy ex girlfriend

A family picture

Chapter 1 by zbloutch zbloutch

-I think there’s someone at the door.

Peter sighed and looked away from the newspaper he had been reading since he had started his breakfast with his family. He looked at his wife and smiled. After sixteen years of marriage, as both were approaching their forties, he was still in love with Laura. Her brown hair, her blue eyes, not to mention her generous curves that improved with time. At the thought of the night he had just spent with her, he felt an erection pressing against his jeans. He pulled himself together, when he remembered that his children were in the room.

Kelly and Angie were eating their cereals, their eyes riveted on their cell phones. They were twins and both were 18 years old, but the resemblance ended there. While Marina was a beautiful young girl, popular, blond, slim and athletic, Angie had inherited her mother's generous breasts. Her few extra pounds unfortunately earned her the mockery of her classmates, even though many of them would have secretly given anything to stick their heads between those funbags. Her long brown hair was also something she inherited from her mother. Mark, the youngest of the three, was 14 years old. He was just your average teenager, shy, pimply, skinny, and full of hormones that made him awkward every time he ran into a creature with breasts. Together, they formed a nice little family, despite the hardships they inevitably faced.

And all this was about to be changed.

-Can you open the door, Laura said. My hands are full.

-You sure about that ? I'm pretty certain it's someone who wants to sell us a piece of crap again.

-Well, if that's the case, just tell him we're not interested. We can’t live like hermits just because you're afraid of some vacuum cleaner salesman.

Peter sighed again and stood up slowly, leaving his bowl of cereal behind, ready to tell whoever was going to stand in front of him to fuck off. He opened the door and widened his eyes with surprise.

-Camilla?

In front of him stood Camilla, his very first girlfriend. They had been in a relationship for a few months when he was eighteen years old. He finally broke up with her because she was too possessive and had the personality of an grizzly bear on her period. At the time, she cried a lot, begged him to keep her, but he had already made his decision. A few months later, he had met Laura, the love of his life, and had never left her since. Over time, he had finally completely forgotten about Camilla. Until today.

-Surprised?" she asked, amused.

-What the hell are you doing here?

-Now now, that's no way to greet your girlfriend.

-Girlfriend? I... wait, don’t tell me you still haven't moved on after all these years?

Peter stared at his ex with a look of disbelief. Gradually, he noticed other strange details. Camilla hadn't aged at all since they left each other. She was also 18 when he left her, but now she seemed barely twenty-five. Her black hair extended down to her shoulders and her pale make-up with mascara gave her a Gothic look. The all-black clothes she was wearing did nothing to change this. Peter could not help but admire her slim silhouette, highlighted by her tight clothes. She may have been crazy, but damn was she sexy.

-Do you remember the day we first kissed? You told me I was the love of your life and you wanted us to stay together forever? You broke my heart, Peter.

-We were teenagers," Peter yelled. Everyone makes these kinds of stupid statements at this age. Everyone has....

-Kiss me," Camilla interrupted him, in a voice that resonated strangely in the air.

Peter wanted to close the door, but suddenly he felt dizzy, as if a mist had invaded his mind. The next moment, he saw himself approaching Camilla's face and kissing her with passion, slipping his tongue into her mouth, tasting that saliva he hadn't tasted in so many years. He closed his eyes with satisfaction, while he felt Camilla's lips freeze in a smile. The young woman's hand came to cling to his crotch and began to rub it when Peter suddenly came back to his senses.

-No!" he shouted as he suddenly backed away.

He looked in horror at Camilla, who was laughing more and more.

-What did you do to me? I... it was like I wasn't myself anymore.

-I spent many years preparing for my , you know? I met people who claimed to know some stuff about witchcraft. Most of them were liars and thiefs, but I ended up finding a few who taught me a some amusing stuff. And now here I am, ready to make things right for the injustice I have suffered.

-Who is it, darling?

Laura's voice echoed throughout the house, all the way to the outside. For a moment, Camille's face lost its mocking expression and froze in an expression of pure hatred. Finally, she recovered, and smiled again.

-It's your family, right ? I would love to meet them.

07/12/2020 update : see my next stories on my Patreon : https://www.patreon.com/zbloutch

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