Graham stumbled into the space, the door clicking closed behind him. My brain short circuited as Graham found me in the dark, planting a kiss on my lips before taking my hand and standing beside me.
‘You won,’ he whispered, completely unaware that my step-brother was using my ass like a hot dog bun.
Seconds passed as I waited for Leo to release me.
He didn’t.
Leo resumed his grinding, pressing his dick down to the space where my thighs met my pussy, and shoving himself into the tight gap there.
With every shallow thrust, the tip of his dick grazed my clit, stealing my breath.
‘Did you hear what I said, babe?’ Graham said.
‘Yeah,’ I mumbled, reaching out with the handGraham didn’t hold and steadying myself against the wall.
Guilt bit at me with each lusty moan I bit back.
Another partygoer stumbled into the room, dragging her friend along with her. We pressed backward to allow them in, Leo moaning under his breath as his cock slid against my panties again and again.
Could anyone smell sex? Would our lust be palpable in the small space? Every tiny noise made me tremble, worried we’d be overheard and exposing the sordid act for all to see.
My thighs weakened with each thrust of his dick, the nudges igniting my clit and making me ache for him to pull my panties aside and fuck me.
Still, I neglected to participate, clutching Graham’s hand tighter by the second.
Another couple came into the hiding place in a fit of laughter, cheering at their victory, and I felt hot, sticky cum splatter over my thighs. My eyes tipped back into my head as Leo’s cum sent me over the edge, a wall of pleasure hitting me at once. Leo’s teeth sunk into the back of my neck as I quaked, swallowing down my moans as wave after wave of orgasm threatened to knock me off my feet.
‘You alright, babe?’ Graham asked when I let out a gasp.
‘Yes,’ I managed to say, overwhelmed with heat.
My neck ached where Leo’s teeth had marked me as his, like some kind of animal. He withdrew from mythighs, reaching between my legs and gathering his cum on his fingers, before stuffing them inside me.
‘A gift,’ he breathed in my ear. ‘Until I can put it there with my dick.’
‘Hmm?’ Graham asked.
‘Nothing,’ I replied.
He scooped another finger full and fed it into my empty cunt.
My head buzzed as more people squashed into the room, the sticky remains of our forbidden moment making me more nauseated by the second.
Graham’s fingers became clammy in mine, my head swimming.
More bodies.
More stress.
Leo stroked his fingers over my collarbone before gripping my hair, and turning my head to whisper into my ear. ‘What’s next, pretty girl? You going to let that chump take you upstairs and half-heartedly fuck my cum up into your womb?’
‘Stop,’ I breathed.
‘Never. You’ll be my filthy girl forever.’
‘I hate you,’ I whispered, shame filling me.
‘No you don’t. You know where I am if you want to do this without all the subterfuge. If you want to be fucked like you deserve.’