Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Downfall - An Erotic Invasion: 11

"Now come here," he said confidently, "and apologize for making me spend half the night looking for you." Obediently Lisa stepped toward him as he commanded, but that look of satisfaction didn't last long. Even as he thought she was under his complete control she walked forward, and then kneed him with all her might in his groin. The blow was hard enough to drop him into near unconsciousness without much more than a strangled cry in protest. Lisa started kicking him hard then, as he balled up into a fetal position to escape the blows.

"This is what you get, asshole. For cheating. For raping my mom. For hurting Margaret. For making me fucking love you." Though her voice was muffled by her mask, her message was clear. Each sentence came with a kick, and each kick made him groan. But after half a dozen more she finally got control of herself. Who knew when he would recover and turn the tables on her. She stooped down to pick up her golf club then rifled through his pockets and grabbed his keys. Not only were they going to need a car to get away, but she knew nothing would hurt him more than losing his pride and joy, and at this point all Lisa wanted to do was twist the knife. After that she grabbed Margaret who was a crying sobbing mess and pulled her to her feet, dragging her towards the door.

As they left the room Chad groaned, trying to say something, but Lisa couldn't make it out. She was praying that Margaret couldn't either, because if he told her to come back, Lisa wasn't nearly strong enough to drag her away. As it was, she resisted every step of the way. "No, please Lisa." she whined, "I know he's your boyfriend, and I know it's wrong, but I need him. I need that cock. Please let me go back." Lisa smiled wryly at the idea that she and that monster were dating was the problem with this whole situation, and not that he was raping every woman he could find with his alien cock.

"It's okay Margaret, It's okay," Lisa said soothingly as she forced her friend into the passanger seat, "I forgive you, and we'll get you some sex later, if you need it that bad." She jumped into the driver's seat and started backing, grinding the gears only slightly before she pulled out onto the road and started driving off. As she picked up speed switching from first to second gear, she saw Chad run out of the house, and head towards them. Without thinking she flipped on the radio and blasted whatever he was listening to last. It was some terrible 80's metal, but it was still better than any orders he might have shouted at them. Lisa didn't think she'd be affected, but she knew for a certainty her friend would have jumped from the moving vehicle for him if he'd asked. She was a mess. Margaret was normally a cheerful redhead with curly hair, a petite build. She always seemed to have a dirty joke or an inappropriate comeback at the ready, but right now she was a sobbing mess that was doing everything she could not to start masterbating to soothe the frustrating amounts of desire that had built up in her.

get into an accident. Reluctantly after a few blocks she took a left

with a kiss that was as unexpected as it was passionate. Lisa tried to fight

soft lips before Margaret broke the kiss to pull off her shirt, revealing her braless perky A cup tits. "Please Lisa... I need this. I'm

her friend... In the end she crumbled and said "Well, let's at least get into the back seat. We'll break our necks up here." Margret smiled, and slithered into the big leather bench seat in the back, already shimmying out of her jeans and shoes. By the time Lisa followed her back there, she was wearing only her plain cotton panties, and Margaret was all hands, helping her to get her clothes off faster than Chad ever had. And then they were a tangled, clumsy mass of twisted limbs and

moan in pleasure rather than gasp and hiss with pain as the extreme sensation's of Chad's strong hands assaulted her. The whole experience was dizzying for Lisa; everything that Margaret did to her was contrasted with what Chad had done to her. A day ago her life had been entirely different, and now it was like two entirely different lovers were having their way with her. Everything Margaret did to her was contrasted with what Chad had done in the same car so recently. She could almost see two ghosts, toying with her as she was tossed helplessly in a maelstrom of desire. At least until somewhere in all the tangle of limbs and sweaty back seat fumblings, their legs became entwined so that they wet pussies started to grind against each other, scissoring hard if clumsily as vulva rubbed against slick vulva and aching clit rubbed against aching clit. After that there was no second lover. There was only one mouth to kiss. There was only one pair of eyes to stare into. There was only a pair of hips to buck and grind against as Lisa's lover mirrored her motions and

new angle continued to thrust and buck against the poor girl's spasming cunt like she was fucking her ragged for another twenty seconds before she started to cum on top of her partner. It was a pleasure that was as different from the pleasure Chad gave her as it was from the pleasure she gave herself. She didn't feel like she was exploding so much as drowning, and she didn't mind at all. Lisa let herself sink to the bottom of her ocean of pleasure, slowly collapsing on top of her lover as her limbs went limp. It would be almost a minute before that ocean gave her up and she washed ashore in the real world, still on that

Margaret asked, kissing