Lynn was horrified as she watched Steve talking to her husband while fingering his daughter, knowing her mother was aware he was doing it. Lynn was even more horrified as she felt his hand start a repeat performance of a few minutes earlier, his two fingers slipping easily into her already sodden virgina.
I’m in shipping insurance , i deal mainly with blue chip companies , which means a fair amount of meetings away from my lovely family he said smiling mainly at Jane and lynn .
How about you asked Mark.
Oh, i have my fingers in a couple of sticky pies said Steve “my main trade is an electrician , but i don’t mind getting my fingers wet and help my mate who’s a plumber, so there’s always plenty of work ”
Lynn couldn’t believe how this evil bastard was sexually abusing her daughter and her, while taking the piss out of her husband, all at the same time.
Well that is good, a proper trade will always stand you in good stead for life and if that gets a bit slow you can get up to your elbows in someone’s plumbing .
If it wasn’t for the fact that Steve was concentrating on Jane and Lynn’s wet cunts, he would have pissed himself laughing, he intended to get up their plumbing, but up to the elbow might be pushing it a bit far.
Steve could feel Jane and Lynn starting to squirm on his fingers, their juices flowing a bit too freely, he first removed his hand from Jane’s panties leaving her frustrated, horny as hell and very relieved, orgasming in a cinema sparsely populated with strangers was terrifying enough, but having an orgasm at the dinner table in front of her family would have caused her to drop dead on the spot with humiliation. She was now hoping Steve would find a way to fuck her stupid later. Jane’s nipples were now rock hard and clearly visible poking through her bra and dress. Steve noticed, smiling to himself.
Tom noticed and was quite uncomfortable in the trouser department.
Her father noticed and wondered what it was with the woman in his family when Steve was around.
Lynn noticed it, but right now she was on the verge of panicking, she had noticed Steve withdraw his hand from Janes virgina but continued to stimulate hers, where once again she was fast approaching the point of no return. Steve looked at Lynn with a challenging look, Lynn could only look back at him with a desperate plea.
I’ll help Lynn clear the dishes said Steve as he withdrew his fingers, much to the relief of Lynn.
What a thoughtful young man you are said Mark, continuing ” will give me a chance to catch up on the latest news wth Jane and Tom while your both busy in the kitchen ”
Steve began collecting the dishes with Lynn. Steve glad his hard meat was well concealed in his tight pants, while Lynn was relived she hadn’t embarrassingly soaked her dress for all to see, luckily Steve had removed his invading fingers from her virgina moments before she was about to explode in an orgasm that she would have had no control over.
Once they were both in the kitchen alone, all the trapped, helpless feelings of terror returned to Lynn. How can he keep manipulating these situations for his own evil purposes.
After the dishes had been placed on the worktop Steve approached Lynn, easily cupping her sodden panty covered pussy, under her dress, the fear and helplessness in her eyes confirming she didn’t possess the will or energy to defend herself against any demands he might make of her. He could see before him a woman crushed of all spirit .
” Your hubby as good as told us to get busy Lyndi Loo, it’s like he’s given me free license to give you a proper good fucking in that neglected cunt of your’s.
Perhaps he subconsciously knows he’s not man enough for the job, wants a real man to satisfy his sexy, hot wife’s sexual needs. What do you think Lyndi Loo? Steve asked her as he brought his other hand into play, placing it on her arse beneath her dress. Slowly he released his grip on her cunt and arse as he gently began to ease her panties down over her soft shapely arse, then on downwards until he had removed them completely, she had even lifted each shoe clad foot for him without being asked. While on his knees in front of her , he lifted the hem of her dress with both hands, giving him his first real look at her cunt. Her bush looked like it had never been trimmed since puberty. Steve used both sets of fingers to part her pubes, seeing her puffy, glistening, cunt lips coated in sweet nectar. Steve breathed in the aroma of her sweet aroused state. Then closed the gap between her vulnerable pussy and his face, clamping his hungry mouth onto her wanton cunt.”
Lynn couldn’t bring herself to answer his question, it did seem like her husband had forced her into this situation , he had arranged for him to come to dinner, he had made her wear this dress, he had abandoned her to go alone with him to their kitchen, he was not here to stop this vile bastard as he removed her panties, panties that were sodden with her fluids, fluids that this bastard had caused to flow as his fingers entered her virgina, while he just sat there and did nothing to defend his wife’s honour.
Lynn exhaled a deep throaty grunt ” aaarrgggg” as Steve’s mouth clamped onto her virgina and began it’s assault on her senses, never had she felt a man’s mouth on her virgina or even considered the possibility of it ever happening, Mark had never suggested they try it and if he had, she would have slapped his face in disgust at such an obscene suggestion. Now here she was with her daughters boyfriend lapping up her freely flowing juices against her will, receiving undreamed of pleasure, knowing any one or all of her family could walk in on them at any moment and she was powerless to stop it.
Again she was brought to the point of no return, when suddenly that beautiful mouth was removed and left her feeling frustrated and unfulfilled.
Steve stood up in front of her, the look in her eyes of wanton lust, a look she had never had in her life before, a look that told Steve all he wanted to know. He place both hands on her arse cheeks and lifted her onto the backless breakfast bar stool leaning her backwards, her head resting on the worktop, her dress bunched around her waist and her legs splayed apart.
Lynn’s lust filled eyes were transfixed on Steve, as he unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans and slid his jeans and underwear down, clearing his hips and bottom, coming to rest on his thighs, Lynn saw his magnificent big, throbbing veined penis in all it’s rock hard powerful glory.
Steve took hold of his thick shaft wanking it slowly, then slapping it against her wet cunt a few times, teasing Lynn a while before nudging the swollen purple helmet against the puffy swollen lips of her begging cunt, unlike last time , he now slowly began to apply pressure on the dripping wet entrance to her cunt, as they both watched first his helmet, then inch after inch of his thick shaft parting her pussy lips and sinking deeper and deeper into her desperate quim. Steve picked her legs up, supporting them under her knees. He heard her suck in a deep breath as her love tunnel was invaded. Again at four inches he meet resistance, he pulled back three inches and thrust forward slightly harder, making it to five inches , Steve pulled back again leaving just the bulbous purple helmet inside her cunt. With a final hard thrust they both watched as he punched home the seven inches of thick veined shaft that were attached to his conquering helmet. Steve felt victorious as his bollocks slapped against Lynn’s arse and his bellend plunged through her cervix.
Lynn felt like Steve had driven a locomotive train up inside her. She never been penetrated this far ever, it felt like the end of his penis was in her stomach. Lynn felt like her vaginal lips and the walls of her virgina were stretched to tearing point, she felt winded, gulping in big breaths trying to adjust to the trauma of Steve’s final thrust.
Although it seemed like an hour, it was only four minutes since they had both entered the kitchen. Steve slowly withdrew his cock from her vice like, clinging cunt, before slamming all eight inches forcefully back in again. After Steve had penetrated her hard about half a dozen more times, her cunt started to ease it’s vice like grip his cock and Lynn began to breathe easier, her sharp intakes of breath caused by discomfort and pain, replaced by panting moans of pleasure and lust.
Steve started to plough in and out of Lynn in a long slow steady rhythm, getting high on the danger that he could be discovered, balls deep in his girlfriends mother at any moment.
Steve hadn’t had time yet to play with her tits, then it struck him that earlier he had been puzzled as to why Lynn’s nipples hadn’t stuck out as he finger fucked her under the dining room table. Steve stopped fucking her, leaving his big prick sunk balls deep in her. He let go of her legs and Lynn automatically wrapped them around his waist keeping his cock firmly buried in her highly aroused virgina.
Steve eased the shoulder straps down her arms, revealing more of her cleavage and bra until her dress was under her bra. Steve held onto the front of her left bra cup with one hand as he slipped his other hand inside and pulled out her large breast, he repeated this on her right one. Steve feasted on the sight of her magnificent bare breasts for the first time, her rock hard nipples sticking over an inch proud of her dark brown areola. Steve lifted up her tit with one hand and delved into her big empty bra with the other finding the answer to his riddle, he soon found the other piece of tissue wrapped cardboard and held the offending pieces of evidence up to Lynn’s lust filled eyes.
So you thought you could cheat me eh, naughty Lyndi Loo. You never struck me as the cheating type Steve mocked.
The irony was not lost on Lynn, ‘ not the cheating type ‘. Here she was in her own kitchen, stuffed full to bursting point, impailed on her daughters boyfriends penis and her husband and children in the next room. Aware, that unlike her previous sexual encounters with Steve, this time she wanted his attention, wanted him to bring her to full release. You can’t be any more of a ‘cheating type ‘ than that.
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