Joyce was late returning home from the diner, leaving the house empty with two very dysfunctional family members. On any other day Chloe Price would be using all her street-smart wise-ass know how to perfectly ruin her step douche's day, and David Madsen would be using all of his military training to try and discipline her into respecting his authority. But today the two warring factions came to a truce to scratch a certain itch that both parties would never openly admit to. With Joyce running late it seemed like a perfect opportunity to vent some mutual aggression in the living room on a very uncomfortable couch, for a modest fee of course.
Chloe wouldn't usually look forward to selling her body for cash to pay off her racking debts like this, but earning $200 dollars to have the uptight step-douche have sex with her always brought an unseen smile to her face. She got a kick out of knowing the famous David Madsen, security guard of Blackwell academy and war veteran would pay his teenage step daughter to sleep with her (though very little sleeping was on the cards). Besides, money was money even if it meant slumming it with a bastard like him. And she liked sex so it was almost a win win.
The two reluctant lovebirds had been going at it for over half an hour, the session beginning in the garage where Chloe propositioned him (a rare instance taking the initiative due to a short dry spell) and moved out into the living room after they nearly damaged David's car and impaled themselves on his toolbox. David prided himself on taking control of the situation whenever they had sex but this time Chloe was to determined to get her rocks off she "convinced" him to play to her tune. Once they reached the couch the blue haired punk shoved the veteran down in his seat and started undressing, holding her glare locked in his dark eyes the whole time as she peeled off each article of clothing until she was left in just her beanie and the bullet necklace around her neck. David stared up at her as she removed her underwear, unbuckling his belt in preparation for her pussy. She hovered in front of the impatient older man teasing him with her round breasts and smooth tattooed curves, slapping his hand away when he reached up to try and touch her. With a impassive look she turned around presenting her juicy butt, carefully backing into him until her ass was floating above his crotch, taking his thick cock in her hand and lowering herself onto him.
She wanted him to fuck her pussy, but she didn't need to look him in the eye as she did so.
David restrained his urge to speak or groan as she bounced her hips on his crotch, his dick sliding in and out of her wet entrance with a faint squelching sound. The tightness of her pussy was a private joy of the veteran as he quietly savored the feeling of his stepdaughter milking his cock. Chloe also relished the feel of a thick dick filling her insides, hiding her broad smile as she moaned quietly with each motion. She might've preferred girls to guys, but there was no denying how amazing it felt having a huge penis massaging your inner walls.
David allowed her the illusion of control for a few more minutes before growing tired of her pace. As fast as a lightning bolt his hands wrapped around her body pulling her flat against his chest, fingers molding around her boobs roughly waiting for a flurry of insults to fall out of the girls mouth. To his surprise the girl didn't say a word, in fact reclined against his body encouraging him to fuck her harder. Wrapping his arms around her waist and shoulders David thrust up into her, pounding her pussy faster than she was moving making her moan more frequently. His hands stimulated her other pleasure points making her drip, twisting her nipples until they were hard and rubbing her clit furiously until she screamed shuddering in orgasm.
"Fuck me, you disgusting piece of shit!" Chloe growled as David continued to thrust into her.
He leant in to snarl in her ear, pushing his moist fingers into her mouth to gag her while she sucked them clean of her juices. "Language like that is only going to make this worse for you, you little slut" he warned. "Show respect, and I might just spare your other holes."
They both knew how this little game played out. She insults him, he threatens her, she tells him to go fuck himself and he punishes her accordingly. Chloe just laughed in the older man's face, biting down on his fingers making his cry out and yank his face away. "I may be a slut, but you're the pervert fucking a girl half her ack!" Her taunts were silenced when his hand wrapped around her throat, choking the air out of her lungs.
David snarled as he tightened his grip, breathing heavily in her ear while his fingers bled from the teeth marks the bitch had left. She wants rough? So be it, he thought measuring the pressure around her throat as the girls eyes bulged out of their sockets, black dots dancing in her vision as her brain struggled to receive oxygen. Her fingers clawed at her step fathers arm trying to pull him off, her inner walls crushing his dick as her body tensed. She was on the verge of passing out when David finally released her, catching her body as she fell forward sucking in air wildly. Once she'd regained control of her breathing he leant closer, whispering "if you think that was unpleasant, there are thing we were taught in the army that will make you plead for more than just air."
Chloe glanced back at the scowling veteran, pondering what secret military torture techniques he could've learnt that he would dare use on her in the pursuit of a sexual high, when they suddenly heard the unmistakable sound of a key in the front door.
"I'm back honey" Joyce called stepping over the threshold.
Shit!
Both Chloe and David froze in shock as Joyce walked through the door. For a moment they feared they'd been caught in the act, but by some miracle her attention was diverted by the shopping bags in her arms. "I'm sorry I'm late, I just stopped off at the grocery store for some things to make dinner. You hungry?"
"Shit, fuck" Chloe whispered under her breath as the two of them stumbled off the couch hurriedly. David reacted with tactical efficiency grabbing his step daughter by the waist and spinning their hips sending her flat onto the floor in front of the couch, missing the coffee table by a hair. For the first time in her life she followed his lead, laying down flat on her stomach remaining silent as the older man turned to his wife. "No honey, everything's fine."
"Is Chloe back yet?" She asked walking over to the counter bordering the dining room.
David was particular with where he knelt. From her position in the kitchen the couch obscured her view of his lower half where his erect cock still hung from his zipper, as well as hiding her naked daughter on the floor. He kept his gaze trained on his wife as he replied "no, I haven't seen her."
She sighed turning her back to him, resolving to starting dinner in hopes she'd be back soon. Unknown to her she was quietly waiting for a chance to move, her heart beating against her chest rapidly. Chloe cast a glance around the living room where her clothes were scattered about, her underwear draped over the far chair conspicuously. If she sees all this she'll want to clean up and then I'll be in big trouble. Not as much as step-douche but I really don't want her seeing me like this.
"We need to get out of here" she whispered to her coconspirator, carefully pushing herself up to her hands and knees planning to crawl towards the garage and pick up her clothes along the way. She circled onto the couch to peek over the top, spotting her mom with her back to her. Here's my chance. But as she rose up she felt a strong palm on her back holding her down. "What the fuck?" She whispered turning back to find David staring down at her, a predatory look in his eye. "What are you doing?" She asked as she felt his penis rub against her thighs click with her fluids. "I need to be gone before she sees…"
"I have a different suggestion" he whispered to her, leaning over to wrap his hand around the back of her neck holding her down against the couch. When she tried to push herself up he pinned her harder. "I paid for your time and body, at your request, and for once I'd like a little piece and quiet while I fuck your brains out. So unless you want Joyce to witness what her slut whore of a daughter does when she's not home I suggest you remain silent."
"Are you crazy?" She replied alarmed as his other hand gripped tightly to her hip, holding her still while his cock found its way to her puckered back entrance. She hoped he was bluffing and had no intention of taking her ass with Joyce so close to discover them, but quickly realised this wasn't a hoax when her speared her backside with a powerful thrust. Her mouth flew open as she tried to suppress the outcry, David's hand flying up to clamp around her face silencing her before she could make a sound as he began pounding her. Her fingers dug into the fabric as pain and pleasure shot up her spine at regular intervals, the hot breath of her step father panting on the back of her neck as he fucked her relentlessly against the couch. This is crazy, her mind screamed, her eyes darting up trying to see into the kitchen for fear her mom could walk in at any moment.
Joyce remained blissfully unaware, casually humming to herself while chopping vegetables. David alternated his gaze between the calm blonde woman in the waitress uniform and the frantic naked girl in his grip. It felt like the ultimate dominance taking Chloe from behind while Joyce stood in the next room, the adrenaline rush of being caught making his brain buzz with excitement. It was like he was back in the field, the thrill of fight or flight, the fear, the rush. It made him feel like a man, feel alive!
Chloe just felt fear, paying no heed to the urges of her body begging the military man to fuck her harder, focusing too much on the need to escape. She couldn't be discovered like this but it felt like a truck was sitting on her back. David's hand retreated from her mouth, trusting her not to so much as squeak to instead push into her back shoving her face into the furniture. She risked a few muffled grunts before throwing her arms out behind her, trying to slap the older man away with her fists. Eventually he grew annoyed at her pathetic attempts to beat him off and grabbed her wrists, pulling them right behind her restraining the punk as she panted helplessly over the couch. Her ass felt like it was on fire as his dick rammed into her faster, his crotch slapping her skin harshly until it was red. She remained silent, swallowing the uncomfortable moans but unable to enjoy the moment. She was too scared of her mom seeing her while he was too caught up in his adrenaline rush.
After a short while Chloe resorted to the only card she had to play, the one card she hoped she couldn't have to use. "Stop…" she whispered, clenching her jaw pausing to push back the cries bubbling under the surface. "Stop…or I…I'll…scream" she warned, trying to make the threat convincing.
David heard the threat and had to quickly consider it to be a bluff or not. Would she expose them just to get one over on me? He asked himself. He glanced over to his wife and came to the conclusion that if the need rose Chloe would resort to any means to destroy what he had with the woman he loved. So the only course of action was to take control and remove the threat from the equation. Using a specialized move he'd been taught in the army, which he hadn't used in years, David immobilized his step daughter with a firm grip to a specific spot just beneath her collar bone.
Chloe didn't know what hit her. First she felt his grip on her shoulder, then the next thing she felt was her whole body turn rigid like she'd been shot with a taser. She gasped in shock as her spine arched and spasmed, her muscles clenching everywhere freezing her in place like a shivering statue. She couldn't feel her body, couldn't move a muscle, her lungs failing to respond when she tried to breath. Dude, what the fuck did he do to me?
"Everything okay David?" Joyce called from the kitchen, pacing over briefly to look over the counter finding him crouched by the couch. Once again, her view of her daughter was obscured leaving her in the dark about what's transpiring. "You're awfully quiet in there."
David couldn't waste time. The pressure point he'd exploited bought him only a few moments until she would recover. Looking up at Joyce he quickly put on a calm expression and answered "I'm fine. Just looking over some paperwork for work." He knew that shop talk would give the illusion of normalcy and she'd leave him too it, so when she turned her back he went to work. With Chloe immobilized he removed his built from his trousers, pulling her arms behind her back to quickly wrap it around them strapping them tight.
Chloe winced as he pulled the belt tight, the first sign of the effects wearing off as she began hyperventilating. Her heart was racing and now her hands were bound behind her unable to fight back. She tried to speak but her voice refused to work, the throat muscles still waking up from their paralysis. Unfortunately David was a step ahead, yanking the beanie of her head to lean over and stuff into her mouth gagging her. She choked on the material trying to spit it out but he grabbed her jaw and turned her face towards him uncomfortably. His glare was more of a threat than anything she couldn't countered with, scaring her into silence and into submission. She never been so terrified of the security guard until now, and he had her at his mercy.
"Your body belongs to me now" he whispered in her ear as he thrust into her hard, driving his dick deeper into her ass as he violated her. She grunted into her gag, trying to scream to her mom but unable to make a sound. He had her where he wanted her, silent and helpless, firmly gripping her shoulders to maximize the force behind his hips fucking her as hard as he could. Her body rocked and burned in agony, her eyes watering with each brutal pounding. "Is this what you asked for you slut?" He growled watching her ass cheeks bounce against his crotch.
She did her best to put a brave act on, flipping him the finger with her hands tied behind her back. He looked down to see it and chuckled. The belt was lashed so tight her fingers were beginning to turn purple, pins and needles starting to be felt in her nerves. He adjusted his grip, moving one hand down to her waist to dig into her flesh while grabbing a fist full of blue hair in the other. With a firm tug he yanked her head back, pulling her up off the couch painfully. He listened to her whine in his grasp as he wrapped his arm around her, sliding two fingers into her dripping snatch hooking them under her. She clenched around him, cumming in his hand while he dragged her face up so she had a direct line of sight to the kitchen. He eyes went wide as she saw her mom standing by the sink.
David had a sick sense of humor, parading his stepdaughter like this with Joyce a couple of feet away as she calmly washed up. All she had to do was turn around and she'd see Chloe gagged and naked with tears in her eyes being fucked by her husband as he smiled devilishly. Her wordless screams went unheard as he pounded her forcefully, her boobs bouncing against her chest, daring them to be seen driving Chloe into another painful orgasm as she pleaded to whatever gods were out there don't let her see me! "Having fun yet bitch?" David asked, his erection only growing bigger as the adrenaline went straight to his groin.
Chloe whimpered as her latest climax was drawn out of her abused body, David's fingers curling brutally inside her pussy. Her ass was numb from the friction but red hot and scolding red as her step father finally reached his peak, ejaculating into her colan painting it white with his seed. He grunted quietly as he pumped the contents of his balls inside her, holding tight to her shivering body as she fell limp in his arms. She was exhausted, completely spent, collapsing onto the couch lifeless lay with spots dancing across her eyes. David let out a satisfied sigh as he pulled out of her, stepping away to watch her roll limply onto the floor in a sweaty mess.
"Not bad" he commented quietly, zipping up his trousers as he looked over the bruised and shaking younger woman lying before him. He reached down and pried the beanie out of her mouth, watching her carefully as she slowly moved her jaw in discomfort. "I can trust you to remain quiet, can't I?" He asked, glancing over to his wife. "If you can behave, you might get the chance to earn another 200."
Chloe couldn't say anything to retort as he picked himself up, rising to his feet to walked confidently over to the kitchen to greet Joyce by the counter. "You done with work?" She asked with a warm smile.
He nodded with a grin. "I am. That's leaves me all to you, my love" he said embracing her. She smiled broadly as he learnt in to kiss her passioantly, looping her arms around his broad neck kissing him back proudly. He glanced over her shoulder to see Chloes feet sticking out from behind the couch, gently guiding Joyce so her back was to the living room and her attention was on him.
"I don't know what brought this on" Joyce said as the strong man took her in his arms looking suggestively down at her, a naughty twinkle in her eye. "What about diner?"
"Oh, I'm starving" he replied lifting her onto the countertop, savoring the scent her perfume as he told her "but I had a different meal in mind."
As the two adults giggled like school children in the kitchen Chloe pulled herself up against the couch lazily, awkwardly lifting her body to sit on the ground resting her head on the furniture. Her hands were still bound by the belt, all feeling Lin her fingers gone, her backside numb and her muscles sore. She could feel David's cum leaking out of her gaping arsehole beneath her pooling onto the ground in a sickly puddle. She tried not to talk, her voice strained from trying to scream through the gag. At least it's over, for now, she thought.
She sat back resting her aching body, gathering her strength trying to block out the sounds of her parents having sex a few feet behind her. She closed her eyes and hoped she would simply pass out so she wouldn't have to listen, but it would stop the vivid dreams of David drilling Joyce from behind from haunting her.
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