Chapter 122 Chapter 122

Chapter 122 Chapter 122

I completely lost my breath as the massive fullness stretched me to my absolute limit. The sheer weight of him inside me was overwhelming, a deep, heavy ache that made my entire lower body tremble against the cold porcelain of the sink. I clamped my eyes shut, my fingers digging so hard into the smooth muscles of his shoulders that my nails left white marks on his wet skin.

Dave didn't move immediately. He held himself completely still inside me, letting his heavy weight pin me down as my tight walls convulsed frantically, trying to accommodate the sudden, thick intrusion. His chest rose and fell in heavy, ragged expansions against mine, his hot breath fanning across my flushed neck.

"Is this..." I choked out, my voice trembling so badly it was barely a whisper. I opened my eyes, blinking back the tears of pure intensity as I looked up into his dark, unyielding stare. "Is this what you give them all night?"

A low, gravelly rumble vibrated deep in his chest. He didn't answer right away, deliberately letting me feel every single pulsing inch of him inside me. The heat radiating between our bodies was suffocating, trapped in the small, steamed-up bathroom.

"Sweet oh my god..." I whimpered, my hips giving a helpless, instinctive twitch upward, trying to pull him even deeper. The small movement caused a slick, wet friction that sent a sharp spike of pleasure straight to my core. "I want more, Dave. Please..."

Instead of giving in to the frantic plea, Dave gripped my hips with an iron hold, completely anchoring me to the sink so I couldn't move against him. He slowly, deliberately began to draw his length back out.

The withdrawal was excruciatingly slow. I could feel every ridge, every pulsing vein dragging against my highly sensitive walls as he pulled nearly all the way out, leaving only the very tip bridging the gap between us. I let out a low, desperate whine at the sudden emptiness, my knees tightening around his waist to pull him back.

"You want it that bad?" Dave murmured, his voice dropping into a dark, steady cadence as he stared down at my ruined expression. "Then you're going to take it exactly how I give it."

He leaned his weight forward again, setting a deliberate, unyielding pace. He sank back in, not with a sudden slam, but with a heavy, crushing pressure that forced me to feel the full scale of his size all over again. The slow, deep thrust drove the base of his shaft flush against my drenched lips, creating a loud, soaking squelch that echoed off the tiled walls.

My head fell back against the mirror behind the sink, a long, broken moan escaping my throat as he held me open, completely taking over my body one slow, punishing inch at a time.

Dave kept the pace maddeningly slow, completely controlling my movements as he dragged himself out again, millimeter by millimeter. The wet friction was thick and heavy, a slow burn that made my internal muscles clench around him in a desperate attempt to hold him inside.

"Dave, please..." I gasped, my knuckles turning white as I clung to his shoulders. The cold porcelain of the sink beneath me contrasted sharply with the burning heat of his body pressing into mine.

"Shh," he hushed, his voice low and gravelly against my ear. He didn't rush. He guided his hips forward with a steady, relentless pressure, sinking deep back inside until he hit my absolute limit once more. A breathless, broken sound escaped my lips, my head rolling to the side against the steamed-up mirror.

Every slow, heavy plunge felt incredibly deliberate. He was teaching my body how to take his size, refusing to let me rush toward a quick release. The slick, squelching sounds of our bodies meeting filled the quiet bathroom, steady and rhythmic, keeping time with the heavy thump of my heart.

He leaned down, pressing his lips tightly against my neck, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine as he continued the deep, unyielding rhythm. With every slow stroke, the ache in my core tightened, building a heavy, coiling tension that I couldn't escape, completely trapped under his weight and at his absolute mercy.

"You're so wet, sister," Dave muttered, his voice dropping into a dark, rough growl that vibrated directly against my skin.

The blunt reality of the word hung heavily in the steamed-up air, stripping away any lingering illusion of what we were doing. Hearing him say it out loud made a sharp, intense jolt of adrenaline shoot straight down to my core, causing my internal muscles to squeeze around him with a sudden, violent tightness.

Dave let out a low, ragged hiss at the restriction, his grip on my hips tightening until his knuckles turned white. He paused for a fraction of a second, buried deep inside me, letting the heavy heat pool between us as my body trembled against the cold porcelain of the sink.

"Look at what I'm doing to you," he whispered, his eyes locked onto mine, completely unyielding as he slowly began to draw his massive length back out. The wet, slick friction was agonizingly slow, dragging against my walls and leaving me entirely exposed under the bright bathroom lights.

He didn't give me a chance to answer. With the same deliberate, unyielding pressure, he sank back in, driving his hips forward until he was flush against me once more. A long, broken moan escaped my throat, my fingers digging desperately into the muscles of his back as he kept the steady, punishing pace, completely dominating my body one slow stroke at a time.

Every slow, heavy stroke drove him deeper, filling me up completely until there was absolutely no space left between us. With a deliberate, unyielding pressure, he pushed past my normal limits, the thick head of his shaft hitting my womb with a deep, heavy thud that made my entire lower body go taut.

A sharp, breathless gasp was dragged from my throat, my eyes flying open as a wave of pure intensity rippled through me. The sensation was overwhelming, a deep, blunt ache that echoed straight down to my toes and left me completely lightheaded.

"Dave..." I whimpered, my hands slipping on his slick, sweaty shoulders as I tried to find purchase.

He didn't stop. He held me firmly against the cold porcelain of the sink, keeping our bodies flush as he slowly drew back, dragging his massive length nearly all the way out before plunging right back down. Each slow, relentless descent hit the exact same deep spot, packing a heavy, crushing weight that completely dominated my core and kept me entirely at his mercy.

"Oh fuck, I should have taken you sooner," Dave growled, the raw admission tearing from his throat as he held me pinned to the cold porcelain.

His control finally seemed to fracture under the sheer heat of the room, his breathing turning into heavy, ragged snarls against my ear. The steady, maddeningly slow pace he had forced on my body began to shift. He didn't pull away from the depth he had found; instead, he stayed deep, his hips delivering shorter, heavier, punishing thrusts that focused entirely on that sensitive, deep spot inside me.

The sudden increase in friction made the slick, soaking sounds of our bodies colliding ring out loudly against the tiled walls. I couldn't hold back the high, broken cries anymore. Every time his weight slammed forward, my head knocked gently against the mirror behind me, my vision blurring completely as the intense pleasure began to spiral out of control.

"Dave—Dave, wait," I cried out, my fingers clawing wildly at his wet back as the coiling tension in my stomach tightened to a breaking point.

He didn't listen. He gripped my thighs even harder, pulling my legs up further over his shoulders to open me up completely to his weight, driving himself into me with a relentless, heavy rhythm that left me absolutely no room to breathe.

"You're so big," I sobbed out, the words completely broken as his thick weight continued to crush against my innermost limits. The sheer scale of him left me utterly stretched, every deep, short thrust sending a jolt of raw intensity straight up my spine.

Dave let out a rough, breathless grunt, the praise driving him to push even harder. He leaned his entire muscular frame over me, trapping my gasping mouth beneath his as he continued the heavy, punishing rhythm.

"Have you seen dad’s dick he’s much bigger, you should let him have a taste of a tight pussy, he needs it. Take it all," he commanded against my lips, his voice completely raw. "Open up for me."

He didn't give me a second to recover. Gripping my hips with an iron hold, he anchored me firmly against the edge of the sink and drove forward, his massive length bottoming out completely inside me with a heavy, wet impact that completely stole the air from my lungs.

The sheer weight of Dave's words collided with the reality of what was happening, sending my thoughts spinning completely out of control. Locked under his heavy gaze in the steamed-up room, the sudden mention of family boundaries fracturing even further made the air feel twice as thick.

My mind spun backward, instantly piecing together the heavy, unsaid dynamics of the household. It wouldn't stop imagining—the deep, commanding presence that ruled the house, the imposing size and authority that both Dave and our father carried, and the terrifyingly dark realization of how easily those lines could blur.

"Don't stop thinking about it," Dave murmured, noticing the sudden, wild look in my eyes as he held my hips perfectly still against the cold sink. "Think about exactly where you are right now."

The mental image burned hot and heavy behind my eyelids, making my breath catch completely in my throat. The sheer forbidden weight of the thoughts added a sharp, dangerous spike of adrenaline to the intense friction between us, driving the ache deep in my core to a frantic, breathless peak.

"Eyes on me," Dave ordered, his voice dropping into a rough, dominant command that forced me to look directly into his dark, unyielding stare.

As soon as our eyes locked, his control completely snapped. The slow, punishing rhythm vanished, replaced by a sudden, violent surge of speed. He began driving into me fast and raw, his heavy hips slamming against mine with an unfiltered, desperate force that completely echoed off the wet tile walls.

The raw friction was overwhelming. Every rapid, deep thrust bottomed out completely against my womb, stretching me to my absolute limits without a single second for me to catch my breath. I let out a succession of high, broken cries, my hands slipping wildly on his sweat-slicked shoulders as the intense, unbridled pace drove me closer and closer to the edge.

The raw speed of his hips was blinding, the frantic, wet heat between us building to an absolute fever pitch.

"Yes... yes, like that!" I cried out, my voice completely wrecked, bouncing off the damp tiles. "Go faster..."

Dave's grip on my hips tightened until his fingers dug painfully into my skin, anchoring me to the cold edge of the sink as he met the demand with a brutal, unbridled fury. He didn't hold back a single ounce of his weight. Every rapid, punishing thrust was driven deep and raw, the frantic pace sending a sharp, overwhelming spike of pleasure and ache rippling through my entire body.

"You want it rough?" he growled against my mouth, his breath scorching my lips as he slammed forward again, his massive length bottoming out completely. "Hold on tight."

My vision blurred, the bright bathroom lights turning into a smear of heat as the intense, relentless friction pushed me completely over the edge, leaving me entirely helpless under his crushing weight.

"Will Dad fuck me?" I whispered, the forbidden question slipping out in a breathless, terrified rush.

Dave froze instantly. His heavy body went completely rigid inside me, his chest rising and falling in deep, ragged expansions against mine as the words hung heavily in the steamed-up air. The sudden silence in the bathroom was deafening, broken only by our fast, shallow breathing.

He slowly lifted his head, his dark eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that made my heart hammer violently against my ribs. A dark, dangerous smirk slowly spread across his lips, his fingers tightening on my hips until they bruised.

"You want him to, don't you?" Dave murmured, his voice dropping into a low, rough rumble. He leaned in close, his lips brushing against my ear. "You want to find out exactly how much bigger he is than me."

Before I could even gasp, he slammed his hips forward again, restarting the fast, raw rhythm with a sudden, punishing force that completely stole the air from my lungs.

"He has always wanted you," Dave growled, his voice incredibly thick and heavy against my neck as he maintained the relentless, crushing pace. "Just like me. You think he hasn't been watching you this entire time?"

The explicit confirmation sent a violent shiver straight down my spine. The thought of both of them—the two dominating, powerful forces in the household—harboring the exact same dark, consuming desire for me made my mind fracture completely.

Dave didn't give me a single second to process the weight of it. He gripped my thighs even tighter, pulling me so hard against him that the base of his shaft collided heavily with my drenched skin with every rapid, unforgiving thrust.

"You're ours," he whispered roughly, his dark eyes locking onto mine, demanding total submission under the harsh bathroom lights. "You've always belonged to this house."

With my leg hooked high over his shoulder, the angle opened me up completely, leaving me entirely vulnerable to his weight.

"Then go harder," I choked out, the desperate command completely wrecked as I looked up into his dark, unyielding stare.

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