When I’d left his home this morning I thought I’d never see him again. I’d been so upset after all that had happened. Being hit and nearly choked were bad enough but I had been devastated by his cold attitude to me when he’d woken. I’d never been treated like that by a man before and although I’d known the score with Shay, that it would only be the one night, I hadn’t expected him to behave the way he did. After the way we’d parted, never in a million years would I have thought he’d come to me and be so distressed about what had happened and what he’d done to me.
Clearly there was a lot going on with him. The anguish and pain I’d heard in his voice while he’d been in the grip of his nightmare was proof of that. I looked up at him as we both stood by my bed and again I wondered what the hell had happened to him to have him react so violently in his sleep. I was pretty sure the way he’d lashed out and his lightning fast reflexes that had him choking me were part of him defending himself from whatever horrors had been tormenting him.
“Now where do you want me?” He said as soon as he was naked and I forced the memories of the morning down so I could concentrate on what was happening now. Shay was in my bedroom and it was so unexpected. I couldn’t resist taking a moment to just enjoy the sheer physical perfection of the man’s body.
“On the bed.” I told him and he complied, lying down with his head on my pillows.
I stepped closer, staring down at him, my eyes moving along the length of his body. The man didn’t seem to have a bad angle at all I observed. Reaching out, I trailed a finger across his chest, stopping to tease each small, flat nipple until it hardened under my touch. Once I was satisfied I moved on down his stomach, watching as my fingers dipped and rose over each ridge of his abdominal muscles until I reached his cock that stood up hard and ready for me.
I studied it closely. I’d seen it last night of course and I’d felt it. Oh my god how I’d felt it but seeing it now, in the cold light of day, I understood exactly why I’d felt stretched to my limits when he’d been inside me. The thing was huge. I’d never seen anything like it and with the row of metalwork that ran down the underside of it, it truly was a beast of a cock.
Shay’s hand pushed between my legs, two fingers sliding inside me and I gasped, riding his hand. “I want you inside me.” I whispered, no longer able to wait.
“I’m all yours.” He said, his voice husky to my ears. He thrust his fingers deeper into me. “You’re so ready. Grab a condom out of my jeans will you?”
I winked at him, pulling the drawer next to my bed open, twirling my hand with a flourish. “I have condoms.” I reached in to pull one out. Turning back to him, my heart galloping out of control at the reality that I was going to have sex with this man again, I brandished the condom like a sword. Why did I feel suddenly and inexplicably a bundle of nerves? Was it because Shay was here in my bed when I never expected it? Or was it because I was stupidly letting myself hope that him being here, meant more than it actually did? I had to top thinking like that. I had to stop overanalysing this. He came to apologise and things kind of got out of hand and now here we were: about to have sex again.
Focusing on the job at hand, I tore the condom wrapper open and rolled it down his ample length, my tongue poking out the corner of my mouth as I concentrated on the task. He was big and the piercings made it feel different to roll the condom over them. Once I was satisfied with my efforts, I climbed onto the bed, throwing a leg over Shay until I was straddling him. As I settled over him, his hands came up grasping my hips, his fingers biting into my skin.
My eyes met his and I could see they were darker, the blue and silver a kind of stormy grey now. Keeping my focus on him, I reached down and took his cock in one hand, bringing the broad head to my pussy. As I lowered, taking him inside me, inch by delicious inch, I watched Shay as he looked up at me through narrowed eyes.
God he was big. I could feel my body opening, stretching to let him in and still he kept coming, taking me beyond a feeling of being full to bordering on being too much.
I couldn’t tear my gaze from his as our bodies joined but when finally I was fully seated on him, I paused a soft moan spilling from my lips. Shay responded by angling his hips up and when I felt him bottom out in me, we both groaned. Wanting to savour the moment I bent down to give him a brief kiss before nipping at his lower lip.
When I straightened I could see a hint of moisture on his skin from my bite and as I watched his tongue came out, sweeping over his lower lip making me clench helplessly around him.
“You’re so big and you make me feel so full.” I groaned, my head dropping forward causing my hair to fall over his rippling abs. In response, he grasped the long strands, tugging on them lightly as I began to raise and lower myself, riding his cock. He filled me so completely. The sheer size of him both a pleasure and pain. With each move I felt him everywhere inside me and with each move those piercings rubbed their way in and out of me like lightning bolts to my senses. I felt consumed by him. Overwhelmed by him. Every nerve ending inside my pussy alive for him.
I brought my hands up to cup my breasts as I rose and fell, impaling myself on Shay’s cock, extracting every little bit of pleasure I could from him. Grasping my nipples I tugged on them, feeling the answering ache low inside me.
Fingers on my clit brought my head forward again but it felt heavy, weighing me down as I stared into those silvery blue eyes that were fixed on me. His cheeks were flushed and his lips parted as he panted making me realise I wasn’t alone here. He was feeling the same things I was. He was just better at hiding how he really felt compared to me.
“You’re going to come aren’t you?” He asked, his voice husky as those magical fingers of his strummed my hard nub. “I can feel that tight little pussy squeezing my dick so hard.”
I groaned, unable to speak, but it didn’t seem to matter, he knew what was happening with me. Of course he would. He was the Sex God after all. He probably knew his way around a woman’s body better than we did.
“Shay.” I gasped out his name, increasing my movements on him. I could feel him everywhere. In me. On me. His fingers driving me almost out of my mind as he strummed my clit. He made some noise of encouragement and his hips bucked up, slamming our bodies together, driving him deeper and harder into me.
I might have been on him, riding him but it didn’t seem to matter. Even from his position below me, Shay took over, thrusting up so hard and fast, all I could do was brace my hands on his stomach and hang on. I don’t know how long we fucked at that punishing pace before I cried out, my cry turning to a scream as I came, my orgasm ripping through me, turning my body to little more than a boneless mass of exposed nerve endings.
It went on and on and I writhed on him, my pussy clenching and releasing in an endless rhythm around his cock. Shay barely gave me time to come down from it before he began to thrust up hard into me again, clearly chasing his own release. I could do little more than hold on, my body limp on his.
“Fuck…fuck.” He began to fire the word out like a mantra and I knew he was close.
I brought my hands to his chest, running them over him, pinching his nipples and watching the veins in his neck pop as he bowed under me.
Suddenly my bedroom door flew open and Leo stormed in, stopping abruptly when he saw us. Just as he yelled in obvious surprise at seeing us as we were, I screamed and dropped my body down on Shay’s. Leo might be my brother but we hadn’t seen each other naked since we were kids. At the same time Shay lunged from his position under me and managed to snag a sheet which he pulled over me to cover my bare ass to my brother.
I didn’t want to think about what we looked like when he first rushed in. From his angle, he’d probably seen everything. My ass. Shay’s cock disappearing into me. It would be hard to miss really. Knowing my brother, I wouldn’t live this one down any time soon.
“What the fuck?” Leo bellowed. “I thought he was hurting you. “What happened to never wanting anything to do with the asshole ag
ain Lyla?”
I cringed, turning my head towards my brother. “Do we have to have this conversation now?” I asked him.
Leo turned his wrath on Shay. “You said you were going to apologise. Is this how you show you’re sorry? Because if it is, remind me never to ask you for an apology. What the fuck do you think you’re doing? You beat my sister up and she comes home covered in bruises and in tears, and now you’ve got your cock in her again?” My brother’s head turned to me, anger burning in his eyes. “What the hell do you think you’re doing? I’ve spent the last few hours dealing with your tears and watching the bruises getting darker on you and he comes here, and just like that you fall on his cock? This is so fucked up.” He snapped.
Shay
Leo bursting his way into Lyla’s room and raging at both of us made for one fucking uncomfortable situation. This was why I liked living alone. There was never any chance I’d be caught in this position. I felt incredibly vulnerable. Pinned under a woman with my dick in her as her brother yelled at us wasn’t exactly my finest hour.
Leo’s timing was shit too. After watching this beautiful woman who was now draped over me, reach orgasm had been enough to make my hard dick even harder. Being under Lyla gave me a different angle I wasn’t used to and the sight of her in the throes of passion was a massive turn on. She was beautiful. So, unbelievably beautiful and when she came, she was stunning, with her flushed cheeks, hard nipples and the bloom of colour over her chest. Feeling her tight little pussy clamping around me, squeezing me and trying to milk me had pushed me right to the edge and I’d been poised on the brink of my own orgasm when Leo had stormed in. I’d literally been about to fill up the damn condom and now I been left an aching mass of need and about to fucking explode.
Being so sexually frustrated wasn’t doing much for my mood and having Leo rant and rave was seriously beginning to piss me off. He was a dog with women, same as me. We fucked them and moved on. Just because I’d fucked his sister didn’t give him the right to get all bent out of shape over it now. He’d wanted me to fuck her a couple of months ago and because I’d hurt her in my sleep suddenly he was outraged over us fucking? I wasn’t a woman beater and he knew it. If he would stop and think about it, he’d know I would never have deliberately harmed Lyla.
Despite the awkwardness of our situation, Lyla was giving her brother hell and raging at him from her position on top of me. The problem was every word sent a vibration through me where our chests met. Every agitated twist of her head to look at him caused her body to shift marginally on mine, and when she moved and as she became more pissed off with Leo, I felt her pussy tighten around me. It was as if the tension in her body was affecting all of her and the more she clenched around my cock, the harder it was to hold back my overwhelming need to come.
I wanted him to go. I didn’t want to come in front of Leo. Hell, it wasn’t so much that I was embarrassed to be caught like this. I wouldn’t even be too worried about ejaculating in front of him. It was the fact that for the time I emptied into Lyla’s delectable body, I would be laid bare, vulnerable and exposed to him, to both of them really.
Again she snapped at him but I wasn’t concentrating on their argument. I couldn’t focus on it at all. My whole body was tuned into what was happening where we were so intimately connected. I could work out that Lyla wanted her brother to go. She seemed as eager as I was for that to happen. I was probably more eager than her for that to happen because those damn muscles in her pussy that kept tightening marginally around my dick were driving me crazy. I couldn’t hold off much longer. I was going to come while Lyla and Leo verbally laid into one another.
Subtly I angled my hips up, pushing deeper into her and Lyla’s eyes swung to meet mine, something flashing in them. Again I felt her clench around me and I had to bite my tongue hard not to groan. Dammit, I was beginning to think she might be doing this deliberately. She wanted to make me come in front of her brother. Perhaps this was her way of punishing me by exposing me at my most vulnerable to her brother.
I felt her muscles trying to milk me again although her attention appeared to be fixed on her brother. He chose that moment to turn his focus on me and launch back into his verbal assault. I couldn’t concentrate on his words. I couldn’t focus on anything really other than the feel of my cock inside Lyla and those delectable muscles inside her doing their damnedest to push me over the edge.
Maybe if he hadn’t walked in right when I’d been so close to coming. Maybe if Lyla wasn’t tormenting me by demonstrating just how firmly that ultra-tight pussy of hers could grip my cock, I might have been able to get myself under some sort of control. Right now though, I had no control. It was totally shredded. Something I was unaccustomed to. I thrived on control. I needed it and I’d already relinquished some to let Lyla ride me but now whatever shred I’d had left was shot to shit. So when Leo turned on me, raging at me like a flustered peacock, demanding to know what I was doing, I gave him the only answer that made sense to me. Although it probably wasn’t going to improve his mood.
“Coming.” I ground out the one word and unable to stop my body’s response, I convulsed, my hips bucking up under her and with a long, drawn out hiss, I stopped fighting and let go. Beneath the watchful stares of Leo and Lyla I came, filling up the condom and because I was too damn far gone to give a shit at this point, I thrust helplessly, riding out my orgasm in her.
Through the stars that clouded my vision and the high pitched ringing in my ears I turned my attention from Leo to Lyla - trapping her with my stare. My cock jerked as I emptied my balls in her and through the whole thing she watched me, a hint of a smile on her lips. Seeing her reaction confirmed my suspicions. She’d used that snug pussy of hers to smash my control and make me come and going by her expression she was very pleased with herself too.
“Satisfied?” I asked her, keeping my voice low; my question meaning more of course than just sexually.
She gave me a hint of a smile, knowing exactly what I meant. “Extremely.” She turned from me to her brother again. “I never figured you for being a spectator.” She said, her tone dripping sarcasm.
Leo wasn’t one for being easily embarrassed. “Yeah, well I never figured on you being an exhibitionist and I really could have gone through life without seeing my sister in this position with a man.”
“I wasn’t being an exhibitionist. You’re the one who came storming in here guns blazing. Or they would have been if you’d had any. Plus if you don’t want to see me like this, don’t open a closed bedroom door would be the lesson for today.” Lyla shouted.
“I opened the fucking door because I thought that asshole was hurting you.” He snapped back, raking a hand through his hair. “I heard you screaming. I didn’t know you were screaming because…because…well fuck it. After what happened to you, the last thing I expected was to find you like this.” He waved his arms in our direction and for the first time I saw the humour in our situation.
I wanted to laugh so much and clearly I wasn’t doing a good job of concealing my mirth, because I felt nails pinching into the skin of my stomach and I winced, shooting a warning look at Lyla.
There was a wickedness flashing in her eyes and she grabbed my nipple, twisting it hard. It hurt like a mother fucker and I bucked up, nearly unseating her. Our antics must have finally been too much for her brother.
“Fuck you two. I’m out of here.” Leo growled before his eyes snapped to mine. “Don’t you hurt my sister. I’ll kill you if you hit her again. I don’t care if you are asleep.” He warned me before completely surprising me with a smile that lit up his face. “Way to go sis. Now you know what a real orgasm feels like.” He shot her a wink before turning and walking out the door, closing it quietly behind him.
There was a moment of silence - neither Lyla nor I spoke. We didn’t move until finally I raised my eyebrows at her. “So does schizophrenia run in your family?”
She threw her head back and laughed and I stared at her, my heart contracti
ng in my chest at her beauty. As she laughed it caused her internal muscles to flutter, nearly pushing my softening cock from her. I froze, suddenly aware that I really wasn’t hard anymore and that the condom I wore was in danger of coming off or even leaking.
“Fuck, you need to get off me otherwise the condom’s going to come off.” I warned, my hands on her hips to lift her.
Colour flooded her cheeks and I saw a flash of what looked like fear in her eyes. “Shit.”
She scrambled off and I made a hasty lunge for the condom, grabbing it before it got sucked off me by her pussy. She collapsed on the bed by my side and lay there with her eyes closed. While she seemed reasonably calm, I struggled to contain my rising panic. The condom was only just clinging to my dick and I could see it was full of cum but it wasn’t just in the end of it anymore. The latex looked to be awash with it and I had an awful feeling all the wetness on my cock was more than just from Lyla’s pussy. I stared at it, trying to determine if it was possible the condom had leaked.
The question was, if it had leaked was it enough to potentially put Lyla at risk of falling pregnant? Surely even if it had, it wouldn’t be enough for her to conceive? There was still a lot of cum in the damn condom. She couldn’t fall pregnant. I wasn’t prepared for something like that. I shuddered just thinking about it. I shouldn’t have come here. I shouldn’t have let her coax me into having sex. This wouldn’t be happening right now if I’d never damn well come here.
“It’s ok isn’t it?” Lyla’s expression looked concerned, and seeing her face made me realise she was just as worried about a potential pregnancy as me. I didn’t want to let her see how much I was panicking inside so I tried to keep my voice as calm as possible and not show any fear.
“I think so.” I pulled off the full condom and tied a knot in it with hands that I noticed were shaking. In an effort to hide my reaction from her I leaned over the bed and dropped into the bin.
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