It's not cheating if you don't get caught (closed)

He was driving her crazy!

She loved how he fingered her, how his hand moved over her body.
She offered no resistance as he guided her to bend over to a more accessible angle. And then he began to tease her, rubbing and pressing his cock against her sex only to withdraw.

"Inside you?"

He was infuriatingly calm.

"Fuck.. yes!.... Ryan, please... "

She managed to respond, her voice desperate.

"I need your cock .. fuck me .. now ... "

She begged.
 
There was desperation in her voice. Clearly she wanted him, the thought that this was his fiance's sister no longer registered. It only mattered that she was open to him, wet and dripping, and clearly ready to take him inside her.

He was still pressed hard against her pussy, parting her lips slightly to take his tip. He rested his hands on either side of her hips, squeezing and pressing as he did and he slowly leaned forward.

He moaned softly, still smiling, as he plied himself into her ever so slightly. Her pussy practically reached out to grab him and he popped inside her, breaking the seal and letting her engulf him. He started pumping his hips in a breathtakingly slow manner. He moved in a little further, stroking and wetting his length in her slippery fluids and then withdrawing, leaving only his head inside her, before moving ahead again, giving her an inch at a time, slowly working his way deeper and deeper to her center, stretching her out and not wanting to make it uncomfortable for her.
 
There was desperation in her voice. Clearly she wanted him, the thought that this was his fiance's sister no longer registered. It only mattered that she was open to him, wet and dripping, and clearly ready to take him inside her.

He entered her and it felt amazing!

"Oh my God ... Ryan.... "

Kate groaned as he slowly screwed her; his cock easing up inside her only to withdraw and then repeat that torturously exquisite entrance, easing ever deeper into her eagerly accepting body.

"Uhnnn... "

The low groan of satisfaction as he began to work his way deeper was evidence, if it were needed, that Kate was finding the dimensions of his dick more than satisfying. Her pussy pressed tightly clinging to his cock as he began to stroke in and out of her.

"Ohh.. yeah... "

She moaned savouring the sensations.

".... so... hot ... "

She gasped ...
 
Ryan was gripping her hips tightly as he slowly worked in and out of her. She was incredibly tight, as he would expect, and surely part of that was a result of how long it had been for her, and also a result of his size. He could feel the insides of her gripping him hard and sending pulsing sensations up and down his length.

She leaned even further forward, turning to face the side and placing her cheek against the counter. He looked down over her trim little form and he had to grin. She was fucking gorgeous, and she certainly knew how to work that body of hers. More of which he was certain to learn.

He started increasing his tempo, finding that she was willing to accommodate all of him as he worked further and further inside, now bottoming out with each stroke. In a short time he was thrusting hard, pulling nearly all the way out before slamming home once more, his breath in ragged gasps, in time with each collision of him against her ass, as he watched it jiggle in a small and incredibly pleasing way.
 
"Uhhnn... omg ... "

He was really fucking her now. She had her face on the counter and her ass high as his thrusts increased in force and depth. He was so hard and so thick and was hammering into her, stretching her and making her groan as he hit home time and time again.

All that filled the kitchen were the sounds of their ragged breath and of her moans as he stroked steadily in and out of her sex. Raising her ass, she flexed it as she eased her legs still further apart, every part of her eager to be taken.
Her breasts were still spilling over her top and trapped against the counter creating a delicious friction as her body seemed to rise with each thrust until she was almost draped across it ...
 
"Oooohh, fucking god Kate. You feel so good." Ryan was moaning loudly and letting out exclamations as he rocked in and out of her. Each stroke was piston strong and quick, but somehow pulling out and slamming back home took a deliciously long time.

He reached down her thigh, bracing a hand behind her knee, and lifting her right leg, holding it high in the crook of his elbow, and tilting his pelvis to get even further into her. She moaned loudly, and he didn't think it was out of pain.

He could feel her body melting, she was becoming limp, becoming his. He was fucking her hard now, pummeling in and out of her pussy as she stretched and flexed around him. He massaged her ass with his free hand and continued doing his good works.
 
"Oooohh, fucking god Kate. You feel so good."

She loved his words, the way his moans matched hers as they fucked.
She allowed him to grasp her thigh and lift her leg, crying out loudly as he hit home even deeper inside her.
He was literally opening her up and ravaging her sex and she was loving it.

"Oh my God yes ... you are one hot fuck Ryan ... "

Kate told him.

If he belonged to her, Kate couldn't imagine them ever seeing the light of day.
Yet her sister seemed totally 'unappreciative' of her fiancé's talents.

" ... all yours ... rough as you like... "

She told him raggedly, her body a molten mess ...
 
At her words, the half comprehensible syllables that she uttered, he even more enthusiastically rammed deep into her sex, touching recesses that had likely gone unattended for quite some time, if ever they had been reached before.

After several more minutes of the belabored grunting moaning and sighing, along with the moist frictional sounds coming from where they were conjoined, Ryan began slowing his pace. He knew at such a feverish pace, he was bound to cum again, and soon, despite having so recently done so.

Afraid of that, he instead slowed to a stop, holding himself deep inside her and bent low. He whispered quietly, "I want to watch you moan..." And with that he bit her shoulder, hard, and started slowly pulling from her snatch.

In an instant he had her standing once more and they kissed briefly as he hoisted her up in his arms, and slowly lay her back on the counter top, her arms ringing his neck and his hands fumbling between them, until once again he was lined up with her entrance. He stood, looking down at her, and pressed his palms flat to her breasts, crushing them as he leaned in, and slowly worked himself into her once more.
 
She lay quivering as he buried himself up inside her and held himself there.
His body leaned over her as he whispered in her ear;

"I want to watch you moan..."

She squealed loudly in pain and shock as he bit her.
No one had ever done that to her before and she wondered just what she had unleashed in him. She groaned as he withdrew from her and allowed him to ease her to her feet. Their kiss was no less heated than before, but his arms were soon around her and had her on the counter top, easing her back so that she was laid out for the taking ...

She felt a frisson of fear as he looked down at her. An edge that she had never experienced, but had her heart hammering with anticipation. She cried out once more as his hands went to her breasts; her full globes mauled and crushed between them as he leaned down and screwed his cock up inside her once more.

"... uhnnn.... give me what I need, Ryan... what I deserve ... "

She encouraged him.
 
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Ryan had long since kicked free of his trousers, an so he braced his feet a little wider apart, giving himself the proper leverage for the task at hand. He felt as though she had relaxed around him somehow, her body going a little limp, her muscles easing. The better to accommodate him, he supposed. Even so, she was still incredibly tight around his girth. And he was deep inside her now.*

His hips were bucking, and the muscles in his back chest and torso were rippling with the effort. Her arms were taught, and small fists grabbed the edge of the counter as he rocked in and out of her.*

Ryan crushed her breasts flat, massaging in a small circle that ended with her nipples pinched between finger and thumb. All the while, he continued the fierce thrusting, sawing in and out.*

"Give you what you need? What you deserve? ...." He looked down into her face as she writhed beneath him. "Why don't you tell me just what that could be..." With as long as it had been, he figured she might ask for just about anything. And he was feeling pretty generous just now and would likely fill her request. "Tell me what you want."
 
"Give you what you need? What you deserve? ...."

Ryan asked her as his cock buried inside her once more.

"Why don't you tell me just what that could be...Tell me what you want."

Kate took a ragged breath, her arousal, her need to cum driving her to confess just what she needed from him.

"I need you to be rough with me.
I want you to take all your frustrations out on me, on my body ...
I deserve to be spanked... slapped... used to take your cum ...


She told him, her own words breathless and needy.

"I'm not your fiancée, but I want to be your slut."

She told him hoping she would not turn him off by reminding him of her sister.

"You don't have to think twice about what you say or do with me Ryan.
Just let go ... I'm all yours ... "
 
Ryan was already fucking her hard, ramming into her tight little pussy, and then what she really wanted became apparent, and her need became apparent. He was mauling her tits with the rough palms of his hands, alternately massaging roughly, and pinching her nipples between thumb and forefinger.

Still using her body to please him, to make him harder and harder, and still using her snug and sopping sex for his enjoyment, he needed little encouragement. He bent low over her and swapped one hand for his mouth. Kissing her breasts and teasing her nipples with his lips and tongue, and then his teeth.

That free hand started snaking up her body so that he could grip her shoulder, giving him the added leverage and resistance he wanted to get his cock ever deeper into her. And then his grip went around her neck.
 
She writhed and bucked and cried out as he did as she had urged and let go.
His mouth attacked her breasts, his hand pinned her as he plunged painfully deep.
She gasped as he gripped her neck, her body totally under his control now, just as she had wanted ...
 
He was totally using her, making her a plaything, and forgetting for a time that he was stuck in a relatively loveless relationship...well, sexless at the very least. And he had much frustration to get out after so many months of being a caged animal. He lashed her breasts with his tongue, still intermittently pinching and biting.

Ryan released the grip on her neck, and gave her instead a resounding slap across her cheek, making her gasp. The sound ringing as she gave a sharp intake of breath. He rose up, standing on his feet once more and gripped her thighs in big strong hands, using her lets to pull himself deeply into her.

He was panting, and she was writhing on the table.
 
Momentarily Claire wondered if she'd made a mistake to allow Ryan to use her body to take out all his frustrations for as he grabbed at her and began to truly abuse her breasts it became increasingly clear, not that she needed reminding, that he was a big man in comparison to her and that he was now throwing her around like a rag doll, or rather a fuck doll which had been given for his use.

She was constantly groaning and moaning now. Rarely did she totally lose all common sense, never had she truly begged any man to abuse her so thoroughly.
The slap across her cheek took her by surprise. She gasped, dazed as she lay on the counter beneath him, sure that he must have marked her face. Her body was now limp as a rag and he was making the most of it, pulling her body into position and ploughing mercilessly into her now all but inert form.

And then ... somehow ... her head cleared and she was squirming and then struggling as if attempting to get away.
As he reached for her, she began to fight him.
She was foolish to provoke him. Who knew what drove her to it?
But she was so turned on that she was taking an uncharacteristically sadistic relish in being overpowered and taken so brutally.
 
Kate began to struggle. Ryan thought sure that she was all but limp as she was impaled again and again on the monster between her thighs. He thought that somehow she wouldn't have it in her to resist, not with the way he was fucking her: hard and fast.

Instead though, she seemed to take new heart and reached out to him, trying to push him away. He seemed certain though, that it was only play, and that she was enjoying this as much as he was. He was also certain that her fingers raking across his chest was bound to leave a mark.

He got both her hands under control, holding her at the wrists in one hand, above her head as she lay back flat, still being pummeled. Standing, and never withdrawing, he wrapped both his strong arms around her torso, and pinned her arms to her sides. As he did, he swept her upright and stood back from the counter. She clasped her legs behind he back to keep from falling, but he had her held tightly. There was no way he was going to let her go. He kissed her roughly and used his strength to lift her off him and drop her once more, bucking his hips in time, repeatedly lifting and dropping, fucking her silly standing up, with nothing solid but him to hold onto.
 
They struggled and fought and he managed to get her hands pinned above her head as he never lost a stroke, fucking her with a punishing depth.
And then he had her arms by her sides, his strength easily moving her upright and positioning her as he wanted.
His kiss was rough and demanding and thrilled her.
And then she was pinned and helpless and he was lifting her and dropping her onto his cock making her groan as he rammed up inside of her, the penetration aided by gravity almost painful.

".... ohhh... ohhh fuck.. yesss.... "

She hissed as finally her body began to contract in release; her body shuddering convulsively as her sex clasped and quivered his still pistoning cock as her body rocked uncontrollably with an intense orgasm, her cry so loud that it must surely be heard beyond the room ...
 
Kate was moaning loudly and grunting rhythmically with each stroke, each time he dropped her onto his thick cock. The light was fierce in her eyes, when they were open anyway, and when she wasn't staring at the ceiling instead of his face, inches from hers.

Soon though, she stopped squirming so much and instead used what little freedom she had in her arms to grip his sides, seemingly attempting to draw him in even further than he already was. Her pussy started to grip and pulse along his length as he continued using her as a fuckdoll. Her mouth was wide and eyes gaping. She was obviously going to cum, and soon. He sucked on the side of her neck, nibbling as he increased his speed, now barely rocking but bucking and twitching in a blur.
 
Even as her orgasm crashed over her, Ryan continued to hammer up inside her, his cock rapidly ravaging her as she remained suspended and helpless riding out the brutal fucking that he was giving her. Her pussy clung compulsively to the girth of his cock, the friction of his thrusts incredible as he plunged into her silky depths, the total penetration making her feel as if he were splitting her in two.

"Oh... Ryan.... oh my God... ahhhh..... Ryannn ... "

Her squeals turned to a monologue of groans as she exclaimed and mindlessly moaned out his name, revelling in having been so completely fucked ...
 
With his arms wrapped around her, Kate's body was practically limp. And an instant later she was shuddering and writhing. Her body, her moans and convulsions-they became Ryan's entire world. He was still bucking his hips, preparing to fill her as his own orgasm neared. He was beyond caring, and he knew she was too. It was practically unavoidable now: he would cum in her.*

His moans and throaty growls mingled with her yelps and wimpering, in much the same way their bodies did. "Oh Kate, fuck, Fuck me!"

He still held her, pressed against his chest, mashing her breasts flat, as he skewered her, repeatedly plunging into her depths, her core so close to his.*

His balls were clenching up, the head of his cock swelling even more, and his mouth hung open as he too crested that wave. As if on a cue to match her own, Ryan responded with an animal ferocity as her body hung from his, and her pussy clamped around him, making him crave release. And them he did. His eye were held wide as he realized something was happening that never did at home, and he started to cum. He unleashed thick spurts of seed, hitting her deep and coating her insides with sticky cum, still pistoning hard into her.*
 
Even as her body spasmed in release, Ryan never slowed the pace or the force of his fucking. If anything he drove harder into her fully pliant body as her sex spasmed and gripped his throbbing cock.

"Oh Kate, fuck, Fuck me!"

She gave him everything she had, somehow finding the energy to meet and almost match his thrusts as finally she felt his cock begin to spasm as Ryan maintained the power of his thrusts and began to spurt and pour his cum into her centre.

"Fuckkk ... Ryan ... Yesssss..... !"

She exclaimed almost incoherently as on and on he thrust and unleashed ropes and ropes of seed into her.

Finally spent, Kate was left breathless and exhausted, her body tremoring after being fucked so thoroughly and filled so completely.
 
Legs still braced far apart, and Kate still clinging to him, Ryan slowed his movements. He gradually came to a complete stop. He was still throbbing inside of her, and his breath was coming in ragged gasps, chest heaving. But for all intents and purposes, he was finished. He didn't have any more to give at that moment. Luckily, it seemed to him, that Kate too was pretty satisfied.

They had had a pretty monumental first go round. And the both of them had experienced things that had been previously left undone. Ok, perhaps Ryan was embellishing in his head. And perhaps he was coming down off of several sexless months. But let's face it: he was gasping like a codfish.

Then it struck him. He had just cum in his fiance's sister. The sex may have been monumental, but so too was the consequence. That said, he was only just starting to soften in Kate's pussy, his cum beginning to leak out around him.

Still grasping her ass cheeks in two strong hands, he was muttering. "Oh Kate, that was amazing...."
 
Claire was breathless, dazed and so satisfied!

Ryan and she had literally fucked each other senseless, or at least that was how it felt to her. Even now he was still inside her, the only sound their ragged breaths and for her part, her sex, even her body felt like they could just crumble to the floor if Ryan moved out or away from her.

"Oh Kate, that was amazing...."

His voice sounded so sexy and his hands grasping her ass still felt incredible.

" ... I think we can definitely say you broke your dry period... "

She commented breathlessly.

" ... and God ... that was incredible ... "

She eased back slightly so that she could meet his gaze.

"You are one hot fuck ... and ... I know I shouldn't mention Diane here and now but ... "

She watched wondering how she'd react to her words.

"No offense ... but my sister is a fool ... "

If Ryan were her fiancée, Claire knew that they would be spending most of their time in their room and certainly not in different places.

" ... and a very lucky girl, if only she knew it ... "

She told him as she moved closer, her mouth pressing to his in a deep sensual kiss.
 
When Kate mentioned his fiance, Ryan's countenance grew a little more dour, hardening from the breathless and sweaty carelessness of fucking Kate, into something a little harder. But still he did not let her go, did not move to lower her to the floor. Somehow, in clinging to her, he was clinging to more than just a surreptitious steamy fuck in a secluded room, while his fiance and her sister was out shopping. There was something more to it than that, but god save him if he know what exactly that was.

He had to agree, rather wholeheartedly, that what had just passed was incredible. There was simply no arguing that point! And somehow, he knew that Diane was a fool. A pretty fool, but a fool none the less.

When Kate leaned in to kiss him, he returned the affection play for play. While not holding the same eagerness of a moment before, he was still quite passionate, though a little more relaxed, and lack fervor. They kissed for a long moment, his arms wrapped about her, and she holding him inside.
 
He responded to her kisses, even showed enthusiasm, but Kate could tell that the mention of her sister had been the wrong thing to say! Finally drawing apart, she reached up and touched his cheek affectionately, even what might be described as lovingly and gave a wistful smile.

"You don't need to worry ... "

She told him, softly.

" ... Diane hates me enough already ... and that wasn't what .. this .. was about ... "

She could just imagine what Diane's reaction would be if she discovered she, Claire, had as much as kissed Ryan, much less the hot fucking they had shared.

" ... this was just us ... and what we .. needed ... at the time ... "

She wound her arms around him and held him as she murmured.

"You're a fantastic guy, Ryan. And I know you love my sister. I won't do anything to cause trouble between you. I hope you believe that?"

She leaned back to search his face.

"I can't regret what we shared ... I hope that doesn't make you hate me later on..."
 
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