Page 78 of Sparks of Insanity
It was the strangest thing, to be looking at my dads and trying to talk to them, while a horny man was now sliding his hand inside the front of my clothes, teasing my clit, while he rocked his hard dick against my ass.
“Hurry up and finish, or I’ll be finishinginyou, while you’re looking your dads right in the face.”
Oh god! It shouldn’t make me horny, and it was beyond confusing that it did.
“Stop!”
“Em? Is he hurting you? We can come in right now!”
“I’m going tocome in, little saboteur,” Ethan said as he shoved my sweatpants down, and started to press his cock inside me. OH god. No. Not while I’m talking to my fucking parents!
“Em?”
No no no, don’t talk to me now! Ethan filled me with his cock, and I couldn’t fight the low moan that rumbled out of me, as my eyes closed, and my head tipped forward.
“FUCK! What’s he doing to her?”
“Uh… Dory? I think he’s fucking her, and for that he fucking dies.”
No!
I shuddered as Ethan pulled back and slammed forward again, filling me like a bastard, when he knew my dads were watching.
“It’s… no, it’s fine. Please go. I’ll call you tomorrow, and we can…oh god… straighten this all out,” I practically screamed the last word, as Ethan filled me again, brutally, and without concern for the fact that my dads could see us, and knew what was happening up here.
“Jesus. That sick fuck.”
“Yeah, like you’ve never done something so fucking wrong. Look, we’ll go, because this is too weird, even for us. So yeah, me and Dory, we’ll go, but you call us by ten in the morning, or we’re all showing up with blunt and sharp objects, and we’ll turn your man into a fucking pinata.”
“Buh-bye, miss you already,” Ethan yelled, laughing as he dragged me hard against him, and buried himself deeper inside me.
“Oh god!”
I watched my dads leave, but they were pissed with a capital…everything. They’d be back, and Ethan wouldn’t survive that.
“Ethan, that was a mistake, dammit!”
He laughed again, sounding exactly like he didn’t give a shit, which he clearly really didn’t.
Ethan
LIKE I GIVE A fuck if her dads are mad at me. I know I’m dying soon, either by their hands, or Ember’s, or maybe mine. In the meantime, I just plan to enjoy her for as long as I have her. I propelled us forward, pinning her against the window, as I started fucking her harder, her head still hanging out and looking down.
She was trying to push back, and it felt fucking amazing, even though I knew it was because she was trying to get back in the window, or away from it, but I held us in place, loving the idea of her being visible at the window, even if nobody could actually see her. It’d make her feel vulnerable, and I liked her that way. Uneasy, on edge, unsure of herself. All of that shit.
I slid my hands around her waist, and grabbed her t-shirt, lifting it up over her breasts, so it was around her neck, baring her bra-less chest to anyone who might be out there. I knew nobody would be, but again, I liked making her feel exposed and helpless. Hell, I could even use it to choke her, if she pushed me too much.
“Ethan, please!”
“Yeah, I’m already pleasing me, but thanks. I appreciate the sentiment.”
“I fucking hate you sometimes,” she yelled back at me, trying to flick one of her legs at me. Was she trying to kick me? Adorable, really. I pinched her nipples hard, and grinned when she squeaked in pain and flinched in my hold. She actually really seemed to enjoy a little pain with her pleasure, and I enjoyed doing it to her, especially when she wasn’t expecting it, and couldn’t prepare for it.
My balls started to tighten and I knew I was about to blow my load, so I looped an arm around her hips, dragging her tighter against me as I unloaded inside her with a ragged groan. Fuck yeah, more cum inside her.
The second I softened my hold enough, she was shoving me away and pulling her sweatpants back up.
“That was so fucking messed up, Ethan! You shouldn’t mess with my dads like that either. You know they’re insane.”
