A Wave of Pleasure

When David finally stops, Susan's body trembles, her breath coming in ragged gasps. He gently leads her to the bed, laying her back down. He kisses her softly, his hands stroking her heated skin.

"You asked for it," he states in a matter-of-fact tone.

Susan eyes meet his with a mixture of determination and vulnerability. "Yes," she whispers, her voice husky with desire.

David rolls the condom onto himself and positions himself over her, his body radiating heat matching hers. He enters her slowly, giving her time to adjust to the sensation. Susan gasps, her body arching to meet his.

The feeling was intense, a heady mix of pleasure and vulnerability that leaves her breathless. The bruised skin of her nether regions burns violently with every light touch, eliciting incredibly new sensations. Without registering it herself, she cries.

They move together, their bodies finding a rhythm that is both primal and intimate. Susan feels a connection to her lover that goes beyond the physical, a deep sense of submittal and self-abandonment.

At the same time, she feels used and demeaned. She knows that she cheats on her husband. She breaks her solemn vow. Not only that, but she is forever tainted. This realization adds an emotional stitch to her physical pain from the beating.

This is too much. Immediately, she reaches her climax. A wave of pleasure washes over her, leaving her trembling and breathless.

David is a long way from his own release. He continues to pound her, increasing the **** and speed of his thrusts, pushing her beyond all limits.

She rides from orgasm to orgasm, crying loud, shaking violently, scratching his back with her fingernails.

Unperturbed, he bumps into her, deliberately hitting her abused pussy and her hyper-sensitive clitoris with his abdomen. He knows exactly, what he does. And he executes it expertly.

Finally, he comes, his own body shuddering with release. He slumps down, contentment settling over him.

"Thank you," Susan whispers, her voice filled with overflowing emotion.

Sarah exhales deeply. She sweats violently. Wow, this was intense.

"See! I was right. They fucked," Cody claims.

"Oh, get lost!" she snaps.

"What do I get for being right?" he insists.

"Nothing. There wasn't a wager."

"That's not the point. I was right, and I want a reward. How about, I may fuck you?"

"No. You won't!"

"You bet!"

With his last word, he lunges himself towards his sister. She squeals, falling backwards. His full body weight smashes her underneath his impact, driving the air from her lungs.

Pressing his advantage, he backwards straddles her belly, his face turned towards her lower body.

A clearly visible camel toe presses through her soaked panties, offering him a nice target. His first hit makes her gasp, the second one already makes her cry.

"Well, let's see, how you long you can stand being beaver tapped before you give up," he smirks.