The Scumbag's Guide To Heroism

I started moving again, this time with no restraint at all. My hips slammed into hers and the sound of skin on skin echoed through the room alongside her increasingly loud moans. From this angle I could go deeper, could hit spots that made her cry out with every thrust.

Diane’s arms gave out completely and she pressed her face into the mattress, her fingers twisted in the sheets as I fucked her from behind. Her ass bounced with every impact and I couldn’t help reaching out to grab it, my fingers digging into the soft flesh.

"Yes," she gasped into the sheets. "God yes, just like that—"

Behind us Sloane was watching with wide eyes, her hand still working between her legs. When our eyes met she didn’t look away, didn’t stop touching herself. She just watched me fuck her mother with an expression that was pure hunger.

The sight pushed me closer to the edge.

I leaned over Diane’s back, changing the angle again, and she made a sound that was almost a sob. Her pussy was getting tighter, her body tensing in a way that told me she was close again.

"Come," I ordered. "Come for me again."

"Can’t," she whimpered. "Too much, I can’t—"

"Yes you can." I reached around to find her clit again, rubbing it in time with my thrusts. "Come."

And she did.

Her second orgasm hit even harder than the first, her whole body shaking as she came around me. The sensation of her clenching around my cock was too much to fight and I finally let myself go, burying myself deep as I came inside her.

The pleasure was so intense it almost hurt, every nerve ending firing at once as I emptied myself into her. Diane was still trembling beneath me, small aftershocks running through her body, and when I finally stopped moving we both collapsed onto the mattress in a tangle of limbs.

For a long moment the only sound in the room was our ragged breathing. Then Diane laughed, the sound exhausted and genuinely happy.

"Well," she said. "That was unexpected."

I pulled out of her slowly and rolled onto my back beside her, staring at the ceiling while my heart rate tried to return to normal. "You started it."

"I did." She turned her head to look at me, her expression soft. "I’m not complaining."

Sloane appeared in my peripheral vision, climbing onto the bed on my other side. She was still flushed and breathing hard, and when I looked at her she bit her lip.

"That was," she started, then stopped. "I don’t have words for what that was."

"Hot?" Diane supplied helpfully.

"Understatement." Sloane’s hand found mine and squeezed. "I want to try that. The thing where you just—took over. Can I try that?"

My brain was still mostly offline but I managed to nod. "Give me like five minutes."

"Boundless Stamina," Diane said, her voice amused. "You won’t need five minutes."

She was right. My body was already responding, already getting ready for round two despite having just finished. The Sexercise trait was probably kicking in too, feeding off the encounter to push my stats higher.

I was going to be a monster by the time we finished.

Sloane noticed the same thing Diane did because her eyes went wide. "How are you already—that’s not normal."

"Nothing about this is normal," I pointed out.

She laughed and leaned down to kiss me, her lips soft and sweet against mine. When she pulled back her expression was determined.

"My turn," she said. "Show me what you just did to her."

I glanced at Diane, who was watching us with lazy satisfaction. She made a shooing motion with her hand.

"Don’t let me stop you. I’ll just be over here recovering and enjoying the show."

Right. Because this was my life now.

I sat up and pulled Sloane into my lap, her legs straddling my waist. She was already wet from watching and touching herself, and when I lifted her up to position myself she gasped. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"Ready?" I asked.

She nodded, her hands gripping my shoulders. "Yes. God, yes."

I lowered her down onto me slowly, watching her face as I filled her inch by inch. Her expression shifted from determined to overwhelmed, her mouth falling open and her eyes fluttering closed.

"Look at me," I said, echoing what I’d told Diane earlier.

Sloane’s eyes opened and locked onto mine. They were the same shade of blue as her mother’s but the expression in them was completely different. Where Diane had looked satisfied and knowing, Sloane looked vulnerable and trusting.

It made my chest tight in a way that had nothing to do with physical pleasure.

"Move," I told her gently. "Take what you need."

She started rolling her hips, finding a rhythm that worked for her. Her movements were less confident than Diane’s had been but no less effective, and the sight of her taking me while her mother watched from the bed was enough to make my control slip again.

I grabbed Sloane’s hips and started guiding her, lifting her up and pulling her back down in a rhythm that was faster than she’d been going. She gasped and her nails dug into my shoulders.

"Lukas," she breathed. "That’s—oh god—"

"Good?" I asked, my voice rough.

"So good," she confirmed. "Don’t stop, please don’t stop—"

I wasn’t planning on it.

My hands moved from her hips to her ass, gripping the soft flesh as I bounced her on my lap. Sloane’s head fell back and her pink hair cascaded down her back, catching the afternoon light in a way that made her look almost unreal.

"Touch yourself," I told her. "Like you were doing before."

Her hand immediately moved between us, her fingers finding her clit and rubbing in time with our movements. The added stimulation made her tighten around me and I had to grit my teeth to keep from finishing too soon.

"That’s it," I encouraged. "Just like that. Make yourself come."

"Trying," she gasped. "Close, I’m so close—"

I changed the angle, lifting her higher before pulling her down hard, and that did it. Sloane came with a cry that was probably loud enough for the neighbors to hear, her whole body shaking as the pleasure washed over her.

The sensation of her coming around me was too much to resist. I thrust up into her one more time and came hard, filling her as she trembled in my arms.

We stayed like that for a moment, both of us breathing hard and holding onto each other. Then Sloane collapsed against my chest and buried her face in my neck.

"Holy shit," she whispered.

"Yeah," I agreed.

Beside us Diane was smiling, her expression soft and satisfied. When I met her eyes she mouthed two words at me.

Well done.