Oh this is so good. Bent over the sofa, being fucked from behind. I know its wrong, my husband out working, and I’m here, at home, fucking. Call me a slut, I know its true, but that doesn’t alter the fact that I love this so much. This sex is so much better for knowing that I shouldn’t be dong it. Should be hoovering or ironing or something. Add to that the fact that’s its my brother in law I’m screwing and I’m pretty sure that makes me a very bad girl.
So there I am. Clothes half on half off. Bent over, with Dave gripping my hips and pulling me onto his cock. His overalls round his ankles. God it feels so good. He knows just how to fuck, knows how to make me scream. Knows how to make me cum. My face is pink, I can see it reflected in the living room mirror, the one I chose with Daniel, my husband. Dave fucks me harder, I know he is getting ready to cum, and his hand slips round to my clit, and rolls it between his finger and thumb, as he bangs into me. Perfect. That will do it for me every time, and I’m just thinking I’m gonna cum with him when…
“SHIT!”
I hear the front door open.
And all hell lets loose.
There is a brief second where I think how I might try to get away with it. Dive behind the sofa. Pull my clothes on at the speed of light. Run up the stairs. But all these appealing options become useless when I trip over Dave’s overalls and land sprawled in heap at his feet. Unfortunately then I start laughing. Probably not the best reaction to the situation – cos that means that when Daniel walks in Dave is standing there, cock hanging limp by now, and I’m lying on the floor, at his feet laughing hysterically.
Then I look up and catch Daniels face. It looks like thunder. He’s not a violent man, but I think he will hit Dave, or me, not sure which.
“What the hell is going on?”
Dave just gawps.
I stutter, and try to get to my feet to pull my clothes together. Daniel, however, has crossed the room, and puts his hand firmly on my shoulder, holding me on the floor.
“Don’t bother, I can see what’s going on.” Then to me “You dirty fucking bitch!”
I gasp, never has Daniel spoken to me like that!
He bends down, and twists my arm to my back. I cry out. “OW! Daniel!”
Daniel has pinned my hands together behind my back, and holding them with one hand drags me to my feet by my hair with the other. Pulling, twisting, turning, I try to pull away from him, but his grip just tightens. I’m standing, he’s still holding my hands, and his other hand pulls off his tie, and has bound my hands before I can speak.
“Dave! Do something “ I beg
“Dave, fuck off!” Daniel tells him and Dave legs it.
“Dan, please,” I’m begging again, but Dan doesn’t even look at me. He pushes me down to my knees again, so I’m kneeling with my hands behind me. He picks up my knickers from the floor, and passes them under his nose. “Dirty fucking slut!” he spits. I open my mouth to protest, although I don’t know what I could say, and Dan takes that opportunity to push the knickers into my mouth.
“Shut the fuck up bitch”
I can only beg with my eyes, but somehow it has no effect.
Daniel still standing, puts one hand under my chin, lifts my face to his, and the look in his eyes is enough to knock me out. His other hand smoothes my cheek, he looks so sad. I almost pity him. SMACK! His hand cracks against my cheek. I yelp into my knickers.
“You are nothing but a tart. A dirty slut. I work my arse off for you, for us, and here you are bent over, offering your dirty little cunt to my brother. What the fuck did you think you were doing?”
“mmmmmmm mmmmmm mm”
“SHUT UP! I don’t want to hear you, you slag! What makes you think you are worth listening to? Not worth anything, not a thing. Just a worthless pussy, opening for anyone who cares to use it.”
SLAP, his hand hits me from the other side.
My shirt, which was already hanging open, is ripped away, and his fingers cruelly pinch my exposed nipple.
“Well its my turn now – I’m getting some” And he unzips his pants. I’m pretty surprised to see he has a huge hard on already. He pulls the knickers from my mouth, and grips my hair, pulling my mouth towards his cock.
“Suck bitch”
“Dan!” I cry out as soon as my mouth is free. “Don’t, please, I’m sorry “
