7-9: A hard fuck, for both of you

"Who said anything about that?"

Rachel's eyebrows knit together in confusion, but she doesn't open her eyes. "Well, you didn't say it, but we both know how this goes." Rachel keeps her eyes closed as you pull her down towards the center of the bed away from the headboard and spread her legs. The "usual" move right now would be to turn off the lights, then to get down on your stomach, maybe hook your arms under her thighs and maybe not, but definitely to go down on her. Clearly, that is exactly what she expects.

Roll +hard (-2: -1 hard, -2 Desire, -1 Old Habits Die Hard, +1 Take Direction, +1 forward) to fuck Rachel. 9 - 2 = 7: On a 10+, choose 3. On a 7-9, choose 2: She cums / You don't cum / You're hard again already (only choose if you came) / Take +1 forward / You do not wake your children / She is incredibly turned on by it (+1 Desire) / She wants more (only choose if she came) / You fuck her ass

Instead, you walk over to pick up the bottle of lube off your endtable. Rachel's eyes open at the unexpected movement, and follow you as you walk back to the base of the bend, then climb on and kneel between her legs. Lifting her legs slightly, you edge your knees forward and apart, sliding them gently under Rachel's legs, so that your crotch is lower, nearer to the bed. The look on her face now is fully one of confusion, but she says nothing. You lean back and lift your knees off the sheets, lifting her hips in the process, then grab your cock, pressing the head down just above Rachel's vulva, dragging it down across it, and then pressing the tip in as you drag it back up.

You pop the cap on the lubricant, and squirt some on the head of your penis, in the corner where it peeks out past her labia. You begin rocking your hips, pushing inside of Rachel, three times, a little deeper each time, feeling the lube spread as you do. You stop after the third, nearly fully outside of her, and squirt some more lube on. "That's a lot of lube," Rachel remarks curiously. You cap the lube and drop it on the bed next to her. Placing your hands on her kneecaps, you push her legs up and apart, then leaning forward yourself such that her knees rest nearly against your shoulders. You lean further forward, nearly laying on her, pressing her knees against her breasts and bracing yourself with your arms, lowering your head until it is next to hers, your mouth again next to her ear. In your regular speaking voice, you inform her: "you're going to need it."

You push down into her with all your strength, all the way into her, or at least as far as you can go - you feel the solid-pressure presence of her cervix stopping you before you are fully inserted. Rachel yelps out an "ow!" and puts up one hand to your hip, presumably to indicate for you to stop, or wait, or slow down, but you ignore it. Her vagina is tight, un-blossomed, but with the assistance of the lubricant you can pull back and thrust in again, checking your stroke just shy of Rachel's cervix. Rachel whimpers again, another sound seemingly more of pain than pleasure, and shifts her hand from your hip - but instead of putting it in front of you, as you more than half expect, she rotates it around to the small of your back. As you continue to thrust, her hand drifts around your back, unsure of where to settle.

"God, Sean," she whispers in your ear. "I don't remember you feeling this ... this big ... this rough, this painful. I feel like a ... ah! ... a teenager." Her hand comes to rest betwen your shoulderblades, pressing against the base of your neck. "It hurts."

It hurts, but until you tell me to stop, I will not. God, would I even stop then? As you fuck Rachel, the thrusting gets a little easier, but that just means you can push deeper into her. Rachel's whimpering in your ear never quite loses its pained timbre, but creeps up in volume and incredulity, the mixtures of "ow" and "oh God" transitioning to "what the fuck?" and "what is happening?" and finally just the word "what", repeatedly, until she clamps her mouth shut, and just breathes furiously through her nose. The orgasm crests in her soon after, and instead of going silent and arching her back like she usually does when she cums under your tongue, she makes an angry sound: some kind of menacing growl, followed by what you can only describe as closed-mouth screaming through clenched teeth and pursed lips. Her legs shoot out, slipping from under your shoulders, her thighs convulsively squeezing against you as her pelvis tilts forward, her body trying to protect her overstimulated nerve endings from further painful stimulation.

The change in the positioning of Rachel's legs and the forbidding bulwark of her clenched thighs halt your next thrust almost entirely, the downward-forward angle stymied. Instinctually, you hook your hands around Rachel's shoulders and hunch forward your own, elongating your back and sliding your sweat-soaked pelvis a couple of inches further down so that you can spread your knees even wider and slam back into her, your cock barreling into her at a fully horizontal angle now. Rachel's back arches now; not the usual graceful and gentle reminder to withdraw from her now-painfully sensitive clitoris, but a **** attempt by her body to escape and protect. Your body has the advantage of length and leverage though, and you lunge into her again, forward and even upward, crashing into her with an impact that jolts the whole bed. Rachel screams, full throated and open-mouthed now, one arm snaking between your bodies to try to pry you off and the other grabbing your face to push it away. Undeterred, you thrust again, AND AGAIN, the motion now slamming the headboard against the wall, and then you are cumming, your vision bright and exploding with stars. Your body clenches, clamped against Rachel like a vise, as your cock empties inside her.

With the cessation of movement, Rachel stops trying to pry you off of her. Her shoulders hunch inward, her body huddling into itself as it shakes and trembles. She is no longer screaming, but her breath has the lurching, ragged quality of a silent sob. Suddenly, she seems very small and fragile, a delicate thing that you have shattered. You un-tense, releasing her shoulders and pulling out of her before pushing yourself up and backing away from her, sliding your legs off the bed. Despite the fact that you have pulled out of and off of her, she leaves her legs where they are, and gazes at you with an unreadable expression. The light in the room suddenly feels particularly harsh and exposing.

There is a knock on the door, and the muffled voice of your daughter comes through it. "Mommy? Are you ok?"

You gain 1 XP for making Rachel cum. You passed an Old Habits Die Hard check, and are no longer affected by it. Despite the negative aspects of it, Rachel found the sex shocking and arousing, and gains +1 Desire.

You have 3 XP, -1 Hard, +3 Hot, +1 Cool, -1 Control, Cunnilingus, and Take Direction (Kate). Desire levels: Kate +1, Rachel -1, Maria +0.

Roll +cool (+1) to calm and dismiss your daughter (get out of trouble).