4 comments/ 140589 views/ 15 favorites Discontinuity By: Mr. Unsexy "Oh, fuck me, Shane!" Shane and Ann were in Ann's bed. Fucking, to be precise. Shane had Ann pinned to the bed, pounding into her roughly. She had her arms around him and moved up to meet his passionate thrusts. Her legs lay limp on either side of Shane's body as he pumped into her repeatedly at an accelerating rate. Both were covered in sweat and on the verge of hitting an orgasm. Finally, Ann began breathing more heavily than before. She stared up dreamily at the ceiling as the orgasm's rich and luxuriant waves possessed her. "God, Shane, you're so good..." Shane squeezed Ann's ass viciously as he licked her breasts hungrily. Soon Shane felt a twitch in his balls. "I'm gonna cum soon," he whispered hoarsely. Ann immediately pulled Shane's cock out of her and shoved it in her mouth. Shane stood on his knees with Ann underneath him, and he sighed as he felt her hot mouth take him in. Ann's head bobbed back and forth in quick motions on Shane's manhood. She sucked on it hard, sliding her lips on it, tightening their grip, swirling her tongue all over its flesh, toying with his balls with her hands. This was more than Shane could take. He let out a sharp cry as semen flooded Ann's mouth. Shane felt himself explode and his essence pouring down Ann's throat in tendrils of warmth. When he was done she licked his cock clean and She lay back on the bed alongside Shane. "That was pretty damn good," he marveled. "Honey, you use your tongue better than a twenty dollar whore." She slapped him angrily. "Don't you ever compare me to a whore," she snapped. Shane put his hands up in defense. "I'm sorry, babe," he protested, "it was just a joke." "Well don't fucking joke with me," she mocked. Ann was forty two years old, and though she was very good looking her age showed greatly in her tired brown eyes. Her strawberry blonde hair was all mussed up and slight wrinkles were visible when she frowned, like she currently was. As she got older, her sense of humor deteriorated further. Shane was three years younger than Ann, but looked considerably more youthful than thirty nine. He always had young girls flirting with him, and though he ignored them, this greatly angered Ann. As it was, she was naturally grumpy. The last thing she (or Shane, for that matter) needed was something to piss her off. Silence permeated the room for a while until Shane looked at her innocently with his bright green eyes. She looked on at him, unimpressed. "My daughter is coming home tomorrow from college," she told him. Shane was startled. "You have a daughter?" Ann slowly regained a more pleasant look on her face. "Yes, I never told you?" Shane grinned. "Is she as gorgeous as her mother?" Ann blushed slightly. "She's very pretty, Shane, which is why I'd appreciate you not talking to her. At all." She looked at him sternly as Shane looked at her with a confused look on his face. "As it is, I already have to deal with those dumb preppy little high school bitches who want you to nail them. I really don't want that with my daughter." She looked at him even more seriously. "And if you even touch her.." "Whoa, wait," Shane interrupted. "Why are you telling me this bullshit? Have I ever been in another woman's arms in the time we've been together?" Ann looked down. "No," she mumbled. "Then why are you worried?" Shane asked. She smiled and they hugged. "Okay," she said, "let's get some sleep." That morning Shane awoke to noise downstairs. "So, Alicia," he heard, "what classes are you taking next semester?" Then it hit him. Alicia must be Ann's daughter. He lay there in bed briefly wondering what exactly she looked like. Though she could be a bitch, Ann was a rather attractive woman. Blonde hair, brown eyes, not too many signs of aging, and a very nice frame. Alicia had a very cute voice, and it aroused him a tad. He remembered what Ann had told him, but he just had to see what she looked like. It's not like he was going to fuck her, or anything. So he thought. Shane clothed himself and slowly headed downstairs, not knowing what to anticipate. He reached the end of the stairs and turned into the living room, where he saw Ann and a very lovely Alicia. Her eyes were green like his own, her pouty lips blood red, her hair a radiant light blonde. She was sitting on the couch across from Ann in a chair wearing a short white skirt and a tight white top. She had her sexy legs crossed when she looked up at him. Ann got up and greeted Shane with a kiss. "Alicia," Ann told her, "this is my boyfriend Shane." Shane smiled and gave a weak wave. Technically he wasn't talking to Alicia, so how could Ann get mad? The entire time Alicia kept her eyes on Shane, admiring his eyes and short black hair. She found him extremely handsome. She also couldn't help but notice how the tight shirt he was wearing showed off his well built upper body. Shane was having difficulty ignoring Alicia himself. Ann invited him to sit in the living room begrudgingly and he sat in the couch next to the one Alicia was sitting in. Shane didn't pay any real attention to the conversation, he was just trying desperately to ignore the beautiful thing sitting a couple feet from him. Soon Ann excused herself to go to the bathroom, and as she disappeared, Alicia pulled a hair tie out of her shirt pocket and dropped it in front of Shane. She got up and picked it up, bending over before Shane's eyes, displaying her perfectly rounded ass. He had to suppress his yearning, and he watched her tie her hair back as he tried repeating mantra to himself; things like "Ann would kill me" or "Shouldn't fuck outside my age bracket". It didn't work too well, and when Alicia smiled at him, he nodded nervously and smiled back, knowing that if Ann didn't return shortly, he would jump on this sexy girl and fuck her brains out. Thankfully, Ann came back just then, eyeing Shane suspiciously with one of those "don't you dare" looks. He got up off of the seat. "I should really get home," he shakily announced. "I think I, uh..left the stove on, or something." He headed to the door. Ann waved and Alicia softly said goodbye. "Nice meeting you," she told him in that cute voice, looking right into his eyes. He averted his gaze. "Yeah, you too. See you guys." As he locked the door, he could very faintly hear them talking. "That's a nice catch you got there, mom," he heard Alicia say. "How old is he, twenty something?" Shane figured that he should get to the car before he start jacking off on the front door. He walked to his car and got in the driver's seat, sitting there for a while. Eventually, he stuck the key in the ignition, turned it, backed out and drove home. The whole ten minute drive he could think of nothing but Alicia. His mind was plagued with the thought of drilling into her, hearing her scream out in ecstasy, feeling her taut body pressed against his. Soon he realized that he had gotten very hard thinking about all this. Soon, however, he drove up into his apartment complex parking lot and was heading toward his apartment. There he could think all he wanted about banging that hot little piece of ass and relieve himself. When he got into his apartment, he threw his keys on the table and headed into the bathroom. He dropped onto his knees before the toilet, pulled his almost fully erect shaft out and started stroking madly. The vision in his head was quite clear. While Ann was in the bathroom and Alicia bent over, rather than sitting there like a dumb ass he got up and pulled her panties down and started nailing her from behind. He imagined himself fondling fer tits and her screaming "Fuck me, Shane" repeatedly. He came in no time, his jism hitting the toilet water harder than it ever had before. He cleaned up and walked out into the living room and collapsed on the couch. He was sexually relieved now, but he was still thinking about Alicia. Shane pulled his pack of Marlboros out of his pocket and lit up a cigarette. He needed some relaxation after that. He tried to get himself thinking about something else, but he really couldn't. The most annoying things were the ones that you could never have. He wanted so bad to be able to simply write it off as nothing at all, but he just couldn't. 'Maybe a shower is what I need,' he thought. He finished his cigarette and put it out in short, vicious strokes. Shane got up and looked out the window for a while, cursing his situation. Then he began walking towards the bathroom. He was just about ready to disrobe when he heard a knock at the door. Swearing softly, he went to answer it. It was Ann. She smiled. "Hi, Shane," she said. "Hey," he smiled. She came in and sat on the loveseat in the middle of the living room. She was wearing a simple white shirt and blue jeans, the same ones she was wearing this morning. Shane closed the door behind her and saw an unpleasant look on her face. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Shane, I came over to apologize," she told him. "I should have trusted you more..." Her voice trailed off. He walked over to her and sat next to her. "It's alright, babe," he told her and kissed her neck. "I was about to take a shower right now," he continued, "but it would be a lot more fun if you joined me." Ann smiled. "I told Alicia that I had to go run some errands," she whispered into his ear, "so we can fuck all afternoon." Shane picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. They ripped off each other's clothes ferociously as Shane made his way to the bathroom with Ann on top of him. When they got inside the bathroom Ann got off of Shane and sat on the toilet while he turned the water on. When the shower was on, he beckoned her inside. She followed and they stood there kissing in the water for a while. He dropped slowly to his knees and began gingerly kissing Ann's pussy. She moaned as the water rushed down her body and Shane ate her. She placed her hands on the shower wall to brace herself as Shane progressed in his licking. He covered her clit with his tongue and licked it so quickly that it left Ann totally out of breath. Still, all Shane was thinking of was Alicia. In his mind he was tasting Alicia's pussy, he was fondling Aicia's tits and ass. He was hearing Alicia moaning in unbridled pleasure. He licked his way up Ann's body to her mouth and his tongue intruded her mouth hellaciously. He fingered her as they kissed with one hand and fondled her left breast with the other. He was rigid, and he decided that it was time to take care of it. Her hands were still on the shower wall, so he decided to take her from behind. He eased his cock into her wet cunt and began his thrusting. She writhed about in front of him as Shane pulled her hair slightly. He fondled her breasts and almost whispered "Oh Alicia" into her ear. "Oh, god, I'm gonna cum, baby," Ann managed out. "But I wanna see your face when I cum." 'Fair enough', he thought. He couldn't very well tell her that he didn't want to see her face because he was imagining himself fucking her daughter. Besides, Ann was nowhere near ugly, just not a goddess like Alicia. Shane pulled out and turned Ann around. He pushed Ann against the wall and inserted himself into her juicy cunt. She encased her legs around Shane and squeezed. Shane grunted as he fucked Ann, thinking of Alicia the whole time. He humped her harder and harder into the wall, driving himself as far as he could go inside her. He kissed her hotly and groped her tits fervently as he slammed into her. Desire overcame him as he pictured Alicia's face before his, moaning "fuck me" and everything that Ann was groaning now. "Oh, Shane, I'm cumming!" Shane felt cum and water trickle down his legs and then sperm began to rush up his shaft. He finally burst, having the best orgasm he'd ever had with Ann simply by thinking of Alicia. Suddenly, Ann shoved him off of her. "You asshole!" she yelled. 'Shit,' Shane remembered. Ann had a thing about guys cumming inside of her. He forgot about that. Now she was all pissed. She stepped out of the shower and started drying herself. "Ann, wait," Shane began. "Shut up," she snapped back at him. "You know I hate it when guys cum in me. And you fucking did it anyway!" "Babe, I just couldn't help it this time," he said softly. Ann held up her hand as she dressed herself hurriedly, her hair still wet. "Ann," Shane tried to speak, "every time we fuck you get pissed for no real reason." Ann's face got red. "No, you dick!" she yelled. "I get pissed because you do something to piss me off!" With that, she headed out the door. Shane heard it slam and sat in the shower, the water still running. "Goddammit," he muttered. Once his anger began to subside, he began to think about the sex he just had. 'Imagine actually fucking Alicia,' he thought. Then he shook his head. 'Nah, I'm in enough trouble already.' He decided to follow Ann back to her house and try to talk to her. He had to do something. He dried himself and started putting his clothes on. He ran a comb through his hair, put a blow dryer on it, and headed out. For the first time of the day, he wasn't thinking of Alicia. He was trying to save his crumbling relationship. He got in his car and headed down to Ann's house. When he arrived there he stood out in front nervously for a while. He lit up another cigarette and sat on the hood of his car. 'Thank god Alicia's not here,' he thought, noting the absence of her car. 'I hope she'll listen to me,' Shane continued in thought as he took a long drag off of the cigarette. "This feels like fucking spinning plates," he muttered as he put it out and headed to the door. He knocked three times and soon there was an answer. He couldn't see Ann through the screen, but she just answered the door so he knew she was there. "Can we talk?" he asked. The door opened, but Alicia was standing there instead of Ann. Shane was bewildered. "Where the hell is Ann?" Alicia looked up at him innocently. "I don't know, she asked to take my car because she was low on gas or something. She said she had errands to do." Shane sighed. "Did you want something to drink?" she asked. Shane thought about it, scanning Alicia's perfect body and knowing that she was scanning him. "Yeah, I would, thanks." She walked off to the kitchen, moving her ass in a mesmerizing motion. At least it hypnotized Shane. "What do you want?" she asked. "Anything with alcohol in it," he answered. "Alright," she responded. "You're having what I'm having, then." Shane was taken aback by this. "How old are you?" he asked. He watched her mix Jack Daniels and Coke with startling expertise. Then again, she was in college. "Twenty," she answered. She came back with two glasses and handed him one. "Thanks," he said lamely. He sat at the table in the middle of the room with his, and she downed hers somewhat quickly. Then she walked off without saying a word. Curious, he walked after her stealthily and saw her go into the bathroom. Across from the bathroom was a bedroom door. He walked in, since it was open. A closet was right in front of a very comfortable looking bed. It was a nice looking room. Then he heard the bathroom door open. Upon hearing that, he jumped into the closet and shut it. Alicia walked in and closed the door behind her, locking it. She walked over to the bed and lay on it, her arms at her sides. She was on her back, and Shane could see through the blinds in the closet door. He saw up her skirt and saw her gorgeous lumps of flesh on her chest. Then he noticed her putting her hand down her skirt. Excitement gripped Shane; just seeing such a lovely creature masturbate was almost enough to make him explode. She spread her legs a little as her other hand began fondling her breasts vigorously. Shane's cock was throbbing. He pulled it out and without a second's thought started beating away. As he did this, Alicia started gasping for air, and he could see the wetness consume her panties. "Oh, Shane," she moaned, and Shane just started cumming right there. His jism was splashing off of the inside of the closet door, but he didn't care. This gorgeous girl was writhing on a bed a couple feet from him and she wanted him. The only thing that kept him from fucking her right there was Ann. For all he knew Ann would be home in minutes, and it would take more than a couple of minutes to properly fuck this young goddess. After a few minutes her fingering and moaning subsided and she sat up. She licked her cum off of her fingers while looking at the closet door, to Shane it felt like she was looking right at him. She got up, opened the door, and went back into the bathroom. Shane quickly placed his dick back in his pants and rushed back into the living room. He almost jumped over the table to where he was sitting and downed what was left of his drink. Then Alicia came back out and sat next to him. "So, you wanted to talk to my mom?" she asked, that innocent look in her eyes. Shane nodded. "Yeah, we've been having some problems." "Is it because my mom's got no fucking sense of humor?" Shane laughed. "Kind of, yeah." "I swear, I'll say some sarcastic comment and she'll get all bent out of shape," she went on, laughing with Shane. Alicia stopped laughing and started to look at Shane; she looked at him for a long while, and Shane struggled to not return her stare. "You know," she began, "you need a girl who would appreciate you. Not all guys look as good as you at your age." Shane smiled. "Thanks, but I like your mom." "I'm not sure about her, though," she went on. "I was telling her that I thought you were pretty attractive, and she just said 'eh'. I don't know if that's all that positive." Shane shook his head. "Probably because she's been pretty mad at me lately. I don't know why, but I seem to be able to get her mad without even trying." Alicia developed a sly stare into Shane's matching eyes of green and Shane eventually looked back. They shared a gaze looking into each other's eyes for a good while. 'If there are a greener pair of eyes,' Shane thought longingly, 'then they're not on this fucking planet.' "I would appreciate you," Alicia told him softly. It was then that warning sirens went off in Shane's head. He got up. "I better go," he said to Alicia's disappointment. He put the glass his drink was in in the sink and began heading out. "Thanks for the drink," he told her. She looked up at him, sad that he was leaving. "No problem." "Tell your mom I stopped by okay? I'll see you later." "Bye." Shane walked off to his car. 'Goddamn guilt,' he thought. Not more than ten minutes after Shane left Ann came back. As she walked in, Alicia was sitting at the table. "Shane was just looking for you," she informed her mother. Ann was stunned. "He was?" "Yeah, he was." Ann walked up the stairs to her room pondering this. Alicia got up from the table and headed to her room, aching for Shane. She wanted him possibly in the most horrible way, and yet he wouldn't do anything with her so long as he was with Ann. She laid down on her bed, thinking again about what it would be like to fuck him. She pictured herself lying on her bed, her legs outflung, with Shane moving in and out in between her thighs. She decided to just take a nap and temporarily cleanse her mind of thought. It was the middle of the damn day, but you don't think about too much when you're asleep. 'If only sleep transcended time,' she thought miserably. Meanwhile Ann was upstairs on the phone, trying to get a hold of Shane. Her first call got the answering machine, but the second one a few minutes later got him. "Hello?" "Hey, it's me." "Look, Ann, I'm really sorry. I just-" "Shh...babe, why don't you spend the night here tonight?" Shane was suprised, but happy. "Sure, whatever you want." "Okay, what time do you want to come over?" "How about like eight?" Ann looked at the clock in her room. It was two in the afternoon. "Whatever suits you, I can wait." Discontinuity "Yeah, I've gotta clean up around here," Shane told Ann. "I'll see you tonight!" "Bye." Shane hung up the phone rather pleased that he didn't give in to Alicia. Still, a lot could happen between eight and whenever he'd wake up in the morning. At about seven thirty Shane started getting ready. He was just relieved that he and Ann were able to take care of their problems. He got dressed in his finest and splashed on some cologne. At about seven forty five he was ready, so he left. At seven forty five Alicia was lying in bed in anticipation, hoping that maybe something would happen. Ann was in the kitchen cooking for dinner. Neither of them could wait. Alicia walked into the kitchen and approached her mother a little impatiently. "Mom," she began, in typical nervous little kid fashion, "could I eat dinner with you guys tonight? I haven't eaten today...." Ann smiled but mentally she was disturbed. This would foil her plans for an intimate evening with Shane. Ann had really wanted that, seeing as they had been bickering for the past couple of weeks. Their schedule was argue, fuck. Argue, fuck. She was really tiring of the arguing part, but Shane just refused to grow the fuck up. However, Ann had always prided herself on how she always put her daughter's needs ahead of her own. It wasn't like Shane would never come back. And it wasn't like Alicia was going to be around for a long while. "Sure," Ann smiled. "I see no reason why not." "Thank you," Alicia beamed. Minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Ann answered, knowing full well it would be Shane, but feigning suprise anyhow. "Shane, hi!" Shane greeted her and handed her tulips. "How did you know I like tulips?" Ann questioned. Shane cleared his throat. "Well, my sister loves tulips. I think they're pretty too, so I thought that something pretty like you could appreciate them." Ann's face reddened a bit. She ushered him inside and sat him at the table in the living room. The table in the living room was circular and there were three chairs. Shane moaned deeply inside, yet he wasn't sure if it symbolized angst or happiness. He knew that seeing Alicia would really fuck with his head. He just wanted her so badly, and he could tell that she felt the same. Fortunately she hadn't showed yet. Ann was setting the utensils when she excused herself. "I have to go use the bathroom, Shane," she said. "Well, I suppose I approve," Shane replied, not understanding why she told him that and then stood there. She giggled when he said this and scuttled upstairs. The timing was perfect. Just as Ann disappeared from view, who should pop out from a corner but Alicia. Alicia was dressed in the same thing she'd been wearing all day, but to Shane it just kept looking better and better on her. "Hi Shane," she greeted him, with that sly look in her eyes that he recognized from earlier in the afternoon. All the passion welled up inside him seemed to erupt when he saw Alicia looking at him like that, he just couldn't take anymore. He managed to suppress his urges, but not before he pinned her up against the wall they were standing by. Shane felt like he had drawn a blank; one second he was giving an innocent hello to Alicia, the next he had her pressed up against a wall, his hands on hers, their bodies finally touching. Her hard, thrusting tits were held against his muscular chest, her taut stomach against his sturdy abs. Shane felt great warmth in her body and he also felt her breath quicken. He was getting hard. She was getting a little wet. He had no idea what he was doing, but he figured he might as well go with it. Ann wasn't one to just go in a bathroom, use it for what it's for and leave anyway. She was never in there for less than ten minutes doing god knows what. Shane moved his mouth close to Alicia's ear. "Alicia...I want you so goddamned bad..." Alicia, regaining her composure looked tensely at Shane and started grinding her hips into his crotch. "Then why don't you do something about it?" Shane moved his hands down and felt her ass; god, it was so firm. He gently squeezed on her ample rump as she ground her crotch into his. Their eyes burned holes in each other. Shane was so hard, he was amazed he didn't spurt cum all over in his boxers. Alicia was getting wetter by the second. Here she was with the man she wanted in this compromising position. "I want you too," Alicia whispered. "And I want to fuck you. I know you want it just as badly as I do." "I can't. If Ann found out then-" She kissed him. Shane felt her lukewarm lips coalesce with his, her soft tongue enter his mouth, her arms fold around his neck. He knew it was wrong, but it was so magnificent, he just had to return it. Their tongues clashed with a smooth and controlled brutality for a period that seemed to both of them beyond the flow of time. Alicia started bucking into him roughly as he held on to her ass tightly. she lept up to wrap her slender legs around his waist and Shane almost felt like he was about to cum. They were dry fucking right there against that wall, not even knowing when Ann would return and they couldn't stop themselves. "Ann's gonna be back soon," Shane whispered into Alicia's mouth, half of him not caring. "She can watch you fuck me," Alicia smiled deviously. There was no way in hell they would have stopped either, their hips bucking into each other in perfect unison, it felt so good. However, soon they heard Ann walking down the stairs. They immediately yet reluctantly disentangled themselves and went in separate paths. Alicia rushed toward the bathroom while Shane sat at the table. He wiped his lips thoroughly, desperately trying to calm his raging erection. "Hey," Ann smiled, sitting by Shane. Shane had always felt that he was the man with no shame, that he could never blush or even conceive of embarrassment. His nervous smile and clammy hands luckily gave away nothing, but Shane was extremely uncomfortable to say the least. And awe stricken. He had never experienced such a terrific kiss, such a congenial epoch consisting of mere minutes. He couldn't even remember what led to that moment, just that he and Alicia had something there. Something precious. He couldn't even remember just how it evolved into that animalistic over-the-clothes fucking session they had. Ann, as close as she was to him, was so far away now. It was all he could do to not drown himself in thought and totally ignore the outside world. "Have fun?" he asked. Ann looked at him with a look that only a lungfish could have copied. "In the bathroom?" he continued. Then he remembered that Ann didn't know what a damn joke was. Sighing silently, Shane rubbed his hands together. "What are we eating?" "Nothing, yet," she scolded him. "We have to wait for Alicia." Now it was his turn to feign surprise. "She's eating with us too?" "I hope you don't mind," Ann went on, "she just hasn't been eating much." As she said this, Alicia came in and sat in the remaining chair. She sat down coyly by Shane and they both tried to avoid looking at each other. Ann and Shane carried on a mundane conversation while Shane smoothly moved his hand under the table. It made its way over to Alicia's legs. He rubbed them gently, and she spread them slightly for him. Alicia struggled not to respond, but it became increasingly difficult the farther up his hand went. Her flesh seemed to burn his hand, her thighs were so hot, and the heat intensified as his hand neared her crotch. Shane caressed her inner thighs before he graced her wet panties with his fingertips. She shuddered in pleasure. When Ann looked at her, she went pale. "Cold?" Shane asked with a smile. "Yeah," Alicia stammered. "That must be it." "You know, it is a bit chilly," Ann empathized. She got up and walked over to the thermostat to raise the temperature. While Ann had her back turned, Shane slipped his hand behind her cotton panties and he began fingering her unmercifully, his index and middle fingers rubbing her vaginal walls in a frenzy, his thumb rotating on her clit. Alicia let out a gasp and began stuttering. "I, uh, have to go to the bathroom." She got up quickly and rushed to the bathroom. Ann sat back down and Shane had a massive grin on his face. "What?" Ann asked, somewhat suspicious. The gears in Shane's mind turned rapidly and he came up with the perfect thing. "She's gone." Shane leaned over and kissed Ann. Her lips felt so cold now, there was no attraction anymore. Shane feared that he may feel this with any other woman he was with besides Alicia. Still, he clandestinely wiped his hand on his pants, freeing his fingers of Alicia's musky juices, and began groping Ann's breasts. Ann moaned into Shane's mouth and pulled away after a couple of minutes. "Shane, we can't now," she giggled. "Sorry," he apologized. "I couldn't help it." Ann smiled, now mentally satisfied that Alicia had made no affect on him. "Just wait until we're done here," she whispered. Shane acted as though he was disappointed and sat back in his seat. Ann turned around and Shane smelled his fingers; he was entranced. Her nectar smelled so fragrant. He stuck his fingers in his mouth and tasted a faint sweetness. Now he absolutely had to have her, and knowing that she was probably masturbating right now enhanced that greatly. Ann and Shane continued eating in silence. Alicia returned minutes later and sat in front of her food. "Are you alright?" Ann inquired. "Yeah," Alicia responded, risking a glance at Shane. "I'm better now." Alicia's leg snuck up Shane's slowly, and in response he moved his hand back down to gently rub her thighs. He continually caressed her inner thighs as their legs entwined together. Suddenly Shane felt Alicia's hand on his crotch, stroking him slowly over his pants. He had never done this with Ann. In fact, she wouldn't even try it now, which he was thankful for, but it just went to show how boring she could be. Shane and Alicia continued with this until they all finished dinner. Once they were done, Alicia rose and stretched, her nipples making sharp outlines in her top. "Man, I'm really tired," she commented. "I think I'll go to bed." "Goodnight," Ann said and Alicia responded with a wave, followed by a lustful look at Shane. When she disappeared into the hall, Ann leant over and kissed Shane. "Now, where were we?" she asked him. They both got up and Shane lifted her. He carried her like a bride, over to the stairs, up them and into Ann's bedroom. Ann looked up at Shane, thinking of him as her handsome knight who was taking her away to paradise. When they arrived in her room, Shane laid her down on the bed and hovered over her, kissing her lips. Ann swiftly moved her hands down to Shane's pants to pull out his cock, and when she did, he jokingly withdrew from her. "What the fuck?" she protested angrily. "What's the matter, babe?" Shane asked, confused. "You fucking asshole, what is your deal?" Shane then realized what the problem was. "Oh come on, honey, I was just kidding." "God, you're never fucking serious." Shane couldn't help but get a little indignant. "Shit, I knew you had a poor sense of humor, but I didn't think to that degree." That comment made Ann snap. "Fuck you, you fucking prick," she fumed. "Get the hell away from me. Go home or sleep on the couch or something, but I don't want to see you right now." "But-" "Shut up. I'm trying to get some damn sleep." Shane got up and headed for the stairs feeling half angry and half excited. As he clumsily sauntered down the stairs, Ann called back, "I hope you sleep well; you won't be getting any tonight." "That's what you think," Shane chuckled to himself, realizing how guilt free what he wanted would be in a situation like this. Shane's mind was severely tortured as he entered the living room and sat down on the couch. What should he do? Should he risk it for a fling that probably wouldn't last months? Then again, what was there at risk, really? His relationship was falling apart. His entire correlation with Ann could be summed up as seven months of her getting pissed off at his sense of humor. Not to mention how progressively he had gotten annoyed with her stern disposition. The longer he sat there, the more he realized how incompatible they were. He came to the simple conclusion that it wouldn't work anyway. At least that's what he wanted to think. Besides, Alicia was nothing short of a goddess. She could give a goddamned eunuch a hard on. After all, as far as he could delve into his thirty nine years of life, he couldn't remember ever laying his eyes on a more alluring woman. And, to top it all of, this hot little vixen was no more than twenty feet away. He looked up at the clock. It was almost ten forty. He had been thinking for a while. Why was he tormenting himself with these thoughts? It was a no brainer. Shane rose and he headed down the hall toward Alicia's room. The door was open when he arrived, so he stood in the doorway for a while. Alicia was sleeping curled up on her side covered in a silky looking sheet. The sheet greatly accented her vivacious body. Her back was facing him, and he first took notice her rump's two perfect globes beneath the sheet. He slowly approached her and as he did, she turned on her back. He now saw the lacy top of a pink nightie she was wearing, the sheet coming up to the top of her chest. Her hair was fanned out around her head, the blissful look on her slumbering face positively exquisite. She still had on the little make up she wore, and she just looked so breathtaking. Shane lowered his face over her head and smelled her hair; desire filling him even more so and he let out a sigh. He backed up to the foot of the bed and looked down on her, his eyes moving up and down her godly body. He grabbed the end of the sheet and ever so gently he began to pull down on it. Inch by inch her body was revealed, and when the sheet was finally completely off, he gazed upon her stunning being adorned in that skimpy yet very loose fitting nightie and drank in her perfection. The idea of any man, gay or straight, not lusting over her to him seemed absurd. Shane carefully knelt over her until he was holding himself right above her, his face inches from hers. "Alicia." "Mmm?" He lowered his whisper even further. "God, I have to have you," he murmured. "I don't care if it's just this once, I need you now." Alicia lifted her head and kissed him. Their tongues began a battle of manipulated lunacy as Shane placed one hand at the top of her nightie. He descended his hand down to her breasts and he charily groped them over the fabric of her nightie. He rubbed his thumb over the nipples and switched over periodically. Alicia's frigid hands moved down Shane's muscular chest and his well built abs, fondling his upper body. After a while he moved his hand down further, down her smooth stomach gingerly and down to her crotch. He grabbed the nightie and evulsed it up to her midsection. He felt so gratified in between her thighs, even though he wasn't inside her yet. Shane pulled at her cotton panties which were still damp from earlier and pulled until they were down to her shins, then moved his hand back up to her seeping box. He inserted two fingers and thrusted around for a bit until he found her g spot. When he did, he toyed with it until Alicia broke their kiss and thrust her head back into her pillow as far as it would go. She arched her body into Shane and he felt her juices start to flow over his fingers and he started kissing her neck tenderly. Alicia let out gasps that were barely audible as her orgasm tore through her tight little body. "Fuck....oh god..." Shane started licking his way down to her crotch and he breathed lightly over her clit. She couldn't help but let out a litle squeal. Shane moved down a bit more and started kissing and licking her knees, moving his way down her inner thighs that he had been having so much fun with during dinner, and finally he reached her dripping cunt. He licked his lips as he breathed more on her vagina and prepared to dive in. Moving his hands down underneath her ass, he began kneading her cheeks as he licked at her puffing and soaking pussy lips. Alicia moaned sensuously as she began pounding her luscious womanhood into his face. His kneading increased in roughness as he covered her cunt with his entire mouth. Alicia's hands moved down her body to the back of Shane's head and they clasped on to his scalp. She was almost comotose, biting her lip vehemently to avoid letting out a scream fit to wake the dead. They both got more and more asperous in their movements until Alicia felt Shane's teeth rub up against her clit. She was overcome by an orgasm even more powerful than the first, her body convulsing before Shane's ravaging mouth. Her legs clamped on his head tightly as she felt the violent shockwaves cleave through her entire nervous system. Her eyes were closed tightly and despite the incredible pleasure she was feeling, no sound could come out except for the occasional rough pant. She clenched her bed sheets tightly, almost ripping them from the impact. Shane's mouth was locked on her pussy, greedily lapping up every ounce of cum she had to offer. She tasted so good in his mouth, he hoped she'd never stop cumming. So did she. When her climax came to a close, Shane moved up her sleek and slender body between her legs and underneath her panties He hurriedly unzipped his fly and pulled down his pants as far as he could. His throbbing member was aching to fill Alicia's sweet wet cunt. When Shane's face reappeared over Alicia's, she hungrily kissed him, his lips coated in her essence. Shane moved his hands back up to her magnificent tits and slowly eased his cock into her. She cried out sharply and wrapped her legs around his waist tightly. All the fantasizing they both had done, the fooling around, the agonizing pretention, all the anguish was poured into this moment. Shane pumped away at her slit as Alicia dug into his back with her nails. They both knew that she was practically screaming bloody murder, but neither of them cared. All they cared about was what they were finally getting to do to each other. Shane wished he could see what they looked like. Alicia screaming with him in between her delicious thighs, her panties around her knees, her legs tightly bound around his waist. Shane's thrusts grew more and more barbaric and Alicia responded with louder wails. "Oh, fuck me, baby! God, you're so fucking good! Fuck me harder, Shane! Fuck me! Mmmm, you're so big...." Alicia roughly turned and forced Shaen onto his back so she was riding him. Shane sat up to lick at her tits and fondle her tight ass while Alicia jumped up and down on his thick rod, filled with insane lust. Alicia's soft cunt walls were squeezing on his cock like a vicious vise, milking him for all he was worth. Shane knew he wasn't going to last much longer. "Oh, baby...you're so goddamn tight..." Alicia forced Shane down on to his back and started biting into Shane's shoulder as he kissed her neck rabidly. Finally, Alicia felt fierce eruptions throughout her body. "Shane, I'm cumming! Oh shit!" When Alicia's delectable juices started gushing down his balls, he exploded into her. Wad after wad, his load splashed into her cervix unrelentingly and it enhanced her already unbelievable climax. Both of them were mentally beside themselves at how amazing this sex was. Neither knew it could feel so good. Shane grabbed Alicia by the hair, pulling her off of his shoulder, and started kissing her maniacally, their mouths virtually fucking. She moaned into his mouth endlessly, and when they finally came down from their orgasms they were totally spent. Alicia laid on Shane's chest and he held her tightly. They kissed softly, transformed back to themselves from the sex hungry beasts they had turned each other into. Discontinuity "That was so fucking incredible," Alicia breathed, looking deep into Shane's eyes. Shane brushed a lock of hair out of her bright green gems. "Yeah," he agreed. "I never fucked Ann like that, and she couldn't come close to you. You were amazing." Alicia smiled and went to sleep on Shane's chest, his dick still inside her. Shane gently stroked her hair and looked up at the ceiling wondering if it was a good idea to fall asleep here. Then again, he figured that if they were fortunate enough to have not waken Ann, then they would be lucky enough to wake up before she would. 'Besides,' he thought. 'What's the worst that could happen?' Shane figured that as long as he had this sumptuous woman with him, he didn't care what happened. Happier than he had been in a long while, he fell asleep holding the best fuck he'd ever had lovingly in his arms.