moritat | there is always another au

She wonders wildly why none of her partners have ever had a tongue piercing before, if they're this fantastic to play with. He's liking it, too, if the erection poking her knee is honest. Her breasts ache wherever the dampness of saliva tracks across them.

Speaking of damp; his lewd remarks earlier did some damage. Paloma hasn't gotten a chance to clean up and the wet his fingers brush against is too... generous. She twitches above, breathing roughly. "Ha," she groans, flopping her head back. "Umm. This is," but she can't finish the warning, the refusal to go further. Her hips buck a little to ride his knuckles just once.

Because Hyde's just that great. What a swell, considerate guy. Really he just thought it looked cool like his multiple ear piercings and the tattoo on his ribs.

He'd love for her to ride more than his fingers, but one step at a time. He lets her enjoy that for a while before pulling back to open his pants, and push them out of his way.

Her insides feel like molten lava and horribly empty at the same time. He hasn't spoken a word so she tries not to, either, even if her frustration grows the longer he isn't sticking his fingers in. You'd think her irregular thrusts would convey her needs, but no! Paloma has to rub her own damn clit over his freaking hand.

She balances awkwardly on hers, wobbling atop the sofa cushion. Almost nude, her dress hiked up and rolled into a speck of nothing, shoes on and her panties not even past her thighs; her tits heaving, bathed in spit and stiff-peaked, and them having only been up here for five minutes. His cock draws her eye straight away, straining out of his underwear.

Paloma remembers she's not working with the usual clitoritis and flushes in panic.

Jesus, give him a minute, he can't do everything at once! His pants are tight, so he needs both hands.

He does take his time though, feeling her thigh and waist with one hand while the other gets rid of his underwear and pulls his cock into position between her legs. Check out that hidden piercing... "Goddamn I want you..."

"Oh my God," blurts Paloma. The unexpected size. The unexpected cock piercing. She stares aghast at the thing between her knees, suddenly more nervous than she's been all week.

A few years shy of thirty and her sole experience with a man was at eighteen, a second in a party of three, the third being female. Dildos and getting pegged can't be too dissimilar, can they? It sure seems different from where she's sitting. Fleshier. She reaches down to run a finger down the shaft, stopping at the metal.

He grins, full proud of himself for garnering such a reaction. "Yeah that's usually a bit of a surprise." Not many people are used to seeing a pierced dick. And he'd like to think he's a pretty respectable size, too.

If he rubs against her slit, she should get a good idea of the oiercing's impact....

He's teasing.

"You're teasing," she says out loud, as if her thighs aren't trembling from the effort of keeping upright and staying spread. Her panties, her nice expensive red panties, stop them from moving too far apart. Plenty wide enough to get impaled. "Oh-- I brought a condom in my clutch, it's..."

Downstairs. With Poole and Jekyll, near the entrance. She groans frustratedly, eyeing his studded cock, twitching toward it to get a good grind on her clit; "And I'm not on the pill..."

"All ready to go, huh?" If he needed condoms he'd have them aplenty on hand. Luckily, though - "It's fine, I got neutered." Just like a good dog should.

At least he waits a moment, only just barely inside her, to give her a chance to try to demand one. Not that he'd be up for it anyway.

If she wasn't already as embarrassed as she is horny...

Her teeth sink into her kiss-swollen lower lip at the feel of his cock's head beginning to stretch her pussy open, and she whines before cutting the noise off with willpower. She breathes faster. "We almost... last night. At the hotel." She's so fucking hot and wet and she thinks he's telling the truth, using a word like 'neutered'.

All the more reason for him to grin. "Yeah, I know. Henry came home all hot and bothered and ashamed!" He laughs, pushing into her with another kiss. Didn't he already tell her Jekyll's on about no sex before marriage??

She barely returns any part of the kiss, she's so preoccupied with the challenge of taking him in. Paloma was ready and slick for him, but it's been a long, long time since anyone or anything got up there. Her tightness doth sweetly protest.

Gasping, she tries harder to relax. "He-- I'm sorry!" Why apologize to Hyde when it's Jekyll she's sorry to? A trickle of sweat beads at the cleft of her ass.

"What are you sorry to me for?" Hell, it got him laid! He should thank her.

He certainly doesn't mind her tightness, it's very sweet, and challenges him to push further, and especially to thrust back in. With such wide hips though, of course she can take it, no need to worry. "I hope you know I'm gonna fuck you silly," he jeers into her ear.

Hurts, yes, but the drag on her cunt's opening extracts a mad whimper from Paloma, and a full body shudder. She's impatient to adjust, to show him not to expect a passive hole who just takes a fucking.

"Already silly," she argues, biting the inside of her cheek. Ooh, ooh, at this rate her nails will puncture the sofa. "You're freaking big, by the way!"

Another laugh, "I know! ... Henry's the same, of course." Just to be clear. If she fucks them both at once, it's gonna be a lot of dick.

Here's one way in which he's eager to please, at least. Maybe not so much as Jekyll, but still, he does his best to make sure she's taken care of. He kisses her neck, bites at an ear, and goes hogwild on her poor cunt.

Great. Go on a nice dinner date with a doctor, end up underneath his punk-ass brother getting drilled into a couch. A nice couch, but a couch, and she is fifty percent certain this isn't the dress's intended use!

Poor Paloma, poor puss, he hasn't let her adjust before he starts slamming recklessly into her. Her head is thrown back, at first to yell and then to gape at the ceiling with her mouth hanging open. "Ohmygod." Her ear stings, her pussy is one pretty hurt-- and her shoes dig in above his ass cheeks, leverage to desperately rock her hips to a different and slower rhythm. "Calm down!"

Just one more strong thrust and he slows, at least in speed, though he seems to be trying to get deeper every time.

Downstairs, Jekyll wonders if Hyde is giving her a hard time, maybe he should go check on them.... He climbs the stairs, pushes the already open door wider still, and immediately regrets the choice. His eyes grow wide as he tries to stammer an apology and excuse himself. But he can't seem to find the words, and feels frozen in place.

A really, really hard time.

Her eyes are rolled up, not watching the door. The exultation of finally catching up to Hyde's girth and getting to delight in every pulse and pull of him pumping in and out of her-- it's indescribable. And her voice is raised higher than any of the stammered apologies Jekyll can't finish.

"It," Paloma breathes, crying out and clinging to Hyde's vest. "You have no idea how this feels!"

"Don't I? You must think I'm pretty innocent..." Trying to step away without interrupting, Jekyll takes a step backward, but the floor creaks, and Hyde looks up to grin at him. "Oh, Harry..." speak of the devil, the reason he knows how his dick feels.

"S-sorry, I...! I'll come back later!"

Two days of sexual frustration with no satisfaction and limited exposure to cock; she is very impressed with this. He could tell her to flip around and present and she'd do it without question if it meant feeling him even deeper. She starts to thrust to a faster tempo, using him as much as she's being used, only to realize they're not alone.

"Huh- Henry!" Paloma yelps, a flood of shame stilling her hips. They sink back down into the cushion, burning like crazy. "Henry, no, this just got out of hand!!"

Says the tart at the other end of his twin's cock.

"No, no it's fine!" He agreed to sharing, and he knows how convincing Hyde can be. Or insistent. But he's bright red and trying to stumble out when the twin speaks up, "Who said you can't join?"

"Wh-what??!"

"Oh, please, Harry." He rolls his eyes. "Don't play pure and innocent."

She goes dead quiet.

But after a moment her pussy tightens around his dick as if he's just said something she liked very, very much. Paloma moans through closed lips, head lolling to one side. She fights past the sensation. "It, it seems fair, you're the one I was going to..."

Oh, Jesus, the one she was going to what, to sleep with, or does she just mean her original date? Either way - "I - I don't, um, I have strong beliefs..."

If it was just Paloma he could play that card, but with his brother, really? "He says that, but he's a fucking slut." And really that he still hasn't left should say something for his willingness. Especially when Hyde picks it back up, making a show of fucking her.

"Edward!! That isn't true!"

The line would've worked well if it was him and Paloma and Hyde nowhere to be seen. She might have had something to say about pressuring his poor stuttering brother, yet the words don't come easily as she's pinned to the sofa by dick.

The fists in his vest go white-knuckled. It isn't fair. She can't compete with his stupid cock spearing her and keep quiet on top of the struggle. Paloma constricts around him, "Please please please," please what, please fill her like this always, please join, it's a mystery.

God why is he watching this, it's far worse than pornography, it's his brother and the woman he's trying to date??? Live right in front of him??? But she looks lovely, all flushed...her breasts hanging out... "I'll...see you later..." No he should be good and pull himself away, resist the desire to approach. Rather, he basically runs away to his own room to...take care of some business.

Hangin' out, jigglin' after Hyde shoves himself into her. Some really excellent titties and they're on the move.

Just like Jekyll, abandoning them. She has coherence enough to see him go above Hyde's shoulder and throw her arm over it, reaching after him too late to be useful, and in no position to run after him. "No, Henry!" Why couldn't he stay? He deserves to have as good a time as they're having!

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