Thread: Family Competition (Tidal Station & desertpaladin)

The very suggestion of her bedroom made her lips pout with tension. Holy shit! she squirted out happily as Stewart carried her through the house. The joy in her voice was rivaled by the chuckle that followed it. There was a particular rush that made everything feel right, as if music was playing. The filthiness that had conquered earlier was starting to turn into a sequence of blurred concepts. She was far too lubed to think about how wrong this was or anything else. She had been laid out on her body, he had showered her with honest kisses. The 'L word had escaped his lips and her knees widened in response. Her throat cracked every time she tried to breathe, as if she had asthma, as if she couldn't calm herself down. As she took him in, she closed her eyes and rolled them into her skull. The pain was more noticeable than the pleasure. This cock had dominated her immediately. She instinctively pulled away. She let out a genuine scream. Her eyes blinked rapidly as her siren turned into a groan. Steadying her body, she forced her hips down into his and pulled her thighs toward her chest. Her hand hand gripped the nape of his neck. Her eyes were hissing, begging to close as Stewart slowly pulled out for the first time. She watched him in pain. That fucking hurts so bad. The sentence escaped her with a laugh. I love it. Oh my gooaww- His thrusts started and her voice vanished into cries of pleasure and panic. Beth couldn't even cuss. Her hand reached down, she couldn't tell him to do it, so she helped herself. her fingers slapped at the lips and clit of her cunt. She was biting her lip. She was screaming. The ripping sensation that went away when she had fucked before wasn't fading away as much as she had hoped. It truly felt like she was being damaged. But the sensations were so full and explosive, the sight and sound of his breathe, the ease and push of his hips against her buttocks. It was enough in only moments, she was almost ready to cum. The sound of the garage door was quiet, even if distinctive. Though. Beth was in mid scream when the chains tapped against the ceiling of the garage. A loud motor pulled the maple door up slowly. The quiet roar of the engine of Kim's modern black Honda. Beth's voice cracked and she grabbed Stewart's face with both hands. Her whisper sounded thrilled. She was smiling. Her heart was beating faster, harder, harder. It was the only word she could manage to spit out. Beth was shouting too loud to hear the garage door in anyway. Your fucking cock is so big. A large part of Beth wanted to be caught, but she was still squirming against his swollen member. She was squeezing him with her hands, thighs and cunt. She was kissing him in-between screams and moans. She was coming. Kim had stayed later at work than she had wanted. Her hands were trembling on the steering wheel, and she couldn't tell why. Kim was a secretary for a rope comany on the other end of the county, and driving home was typically just as taxing as the actual shift. Today was no different. There was a degree of traffic which had made her even more late back home. It felt like a yawn was coming on, but her deep breathe turned into a squeak and she turned the ignition key, pulling the keys out, shrugging her shoulders, disturbed by the eerie feeling that was permeating off of the walls of the garage. She clicked the button on the dashboard and the garage motor went into reverse. Kim was cool in her top, she had a white skirt that fell to her mid calf, but it was split up the right leg half of the way to her hip. Her coat was in the back seat and out of her mind. She was close enough to the warmth inside, she wouldn't need it. Settling down for the evening sounded simple. It sounded quiet. She wanted to eat dinner, bathe, let her hair down, and lay down. 'Maybe I can talk Stewart into a massage.' That was an exciting suggestion, it made her smile as she exited the vehicle and crossed the garage. That eerie sensation only grew stronger as she walked in through the door. Nothing seemed right, but it was too bizarre to be obvious right away. She froze in her place, immediately attempting to solve the mystery.