Danny, feeling bold and incredibly aroused by Ivy's just-fucked state, decides to take a chance. Under the table, he slowly slides his hand up Ivy's smooth, soft thigh, his fingers leaving a tingling trail of heat in their wake. Ivy gasps softly, her eyes widening as she feels Danny's touch, and tries to maintain a facade of innocence even as her body betrays her excitement.
Danny leans in close to Ivy, his breath hot against her ear as he whispers, his voice a low, seductive rumble, "You look like you could use some... stress relief, Ivy. I could help with that, if you let me. I promise I'll be gentle... at first."
As he speaks, Danny's hand reaches the apex of Ivy's thighs, his fingers brushing ever so lightly against her dripping, swollen pussy lips. Ivy shudders, a soft moan escaping her lips before she can stop it. She quickly glances around to see if anyone noticed, but Cecilia and Jeff seem engrossed in their own conversation, while Kimberley is still eating, blissfully unaware.
Emboldened, Danny starts to rub slow, teasing circles around Ivy's clit, feeling it swell and stiffen under his touch. Ivy bites her lip hard, trying to stifle another moan as she grinds her hips slightly, seeking more of Danny's touch. Her pussy is absolutely drenched, arousal dripping down onto the chair and Danny's fingers.
Danny leans in closer, his lips brushing the shell of Ivy's ear as he whispers even lower, "Fuck, your cunt is so fucking wet, Ivy. Did you finger fuck yourself stupid thinking about me pounding this tight little hole with my big, hard cock? I bet you wish it was my thick meat stretching out your virgin pussy right now, don't you?"
As he speaks, Danny slides a finger inside Ivy's hot, slick channel, feeling her walls clench and flutter around the intrusion. Ivy's breath hitches, her back arching slightly as she tries to keep her composure. She looks at Danny with hooded, lust-darkened eyes, her cheeks flushed a deep, sexy pink.
Danny starts pumping his finger in and out of Ivy's pussy, his thumb rubbing firm circles on her clit. He leans in to capture her lips in a searing, filthy kiss, his tongue delving into her mouth to dance with her own. Ivy whimpers into the kiss, her tongue tangling with Danny's as she grinds her hips, fucking herself on his finger.
Just then, Cecilia walks by the table, and Danny quickly pulls away, leaving Ivy panting and wanting. He smirks at her, enjoying the way her body trembles with need. Under the table, he slides a second finger into her dripping cunt, pumping them in and out while his thumb keeps rubbing her clit.
Danny leans in to growl in Ivy's ear, "I'm going to make you cum so fucking hard, Ivy. I'm going to finger fuck this needy little pussy until you're screaming and begging for my cock. I'm going to make you cum all over my fingers like the dirty little slut you are."
He curls his fingers just right, rubbing against that special spot inside her that makes her see stars. Ivy's eyes roll back, her mouth falling open in a silent scream as her pussy clenches and spasms around Danny's fingers, gushing and squirting her juices all over his hand.
Danny keeps fingering Ivy through her intense orgasm, drawing out her pleasure until she's a panting, mewling mess. Just as she starts to come down, he pulls his fingers out, bringing them to his mouth to lick them clean, savoring the taste of her cum.
He smirks at Ivy, his voice a low, filthy rasp, "Fuck, you taste even better than I imagined. I can't wait to bury my tongue in this sweet cunt and make you cum on my face. But for now... finish your breakfast, baby. You're going to need your energy for later."
With that, Danny sits back in his chair, acting casual and innocent even as Ivy trembles and tries to regain her composure, her pussy still throbbing and aching for more of Danny's touch. The rest of the family remains oblivious, blissfully unaware of the erotic encounter happening right under their noses.
Cecilia glances at the clock on the wall, her brow furrowing slightly as she realizes the time. "Girls, you need to hurry, you're going to be late for your classes if you don't get a move on!" she calls out, her voice taking on a slightly impatient tone.
Ivy, still reeling from her intense orgasm, stumbles to her feet, her legs shaking and unsteady. She can barely walk straight as she makes her way to her room, leaving a trail of her juices on the floor. She barely manages to shut the door behind her before collapsing on her bed, her body still tingling with pleasure and need.
Kimberley stands up, grabbing her backpack and heading for the stairs. As she passes Jeff, she notices him making lewd, obscene gestures with his tongue, mimicking the action of licking a pussy. Kimberley blushes deeply, a fierce heat rushing to her cheeks as she hurries upstairs, trying to ignore the pang of jealousy that shoots through Danny at the sight.
Danny watches Kimberley go, his mind racing with thoughts of what might be going on between her and Jeff. He feels a surge of possessiveness, a primal urge to claim Kimberly as his own, to fuck her so hard and so good that she forgets all about her stepfather's wandering tongue. But he pushes those thoughts aside for now, not wanting to confront Kimberley about it in front of everyone.
After a few minutes, Ivy emerges from her room, dressed in an outfit that leaves little to the imagination. Her micro skirt barely covers her ass, the pink fabric of her thong clearly visible as she walks. Her crop top strains to contain her budding breasts, the deep V-neck showing off her cleavage. She looks like a naughty schoolgirl, ready for a hard fucking.
Kimberley comes downstairs a moment later, dressed in a pair of daisy dukes that hug her curves and a loose tee that hangs off one shoulder, revealing she's not wearing a bra. Her nipples strain against the thin fabric, poking out like little pebbles. She looks like a sexy, carefree college student, ready for a wild night out.
Danny feels his cock stir as he watches the two girls approach, their outfits leaving little to the imagination. He adjusts himself in his jeans, trying to will his erection away as he heads to the car. Kimberley and Ivy slide into the backseat, their bare thighs brushing against each other as they settle in.
As Danny starts the car, he glances in the rearview mirror, catching sight of Ivy's barely covered pussy and Kimberley's stiff nipples. He swallows hard, feeling his cock throb in his pants as he puts the car in gear and pulls out of the driveway, wondering how the hell he's going to concentrate on driving with these two sexy temptresses in the backseat, their arousal palpable and thick in the air.
Danny keeps stealing glances at Kimberley and Ivy in the rearview mirror as he drives, his eyes roaming over their barely covered bodies. He can see the way Ivy's skirt has ridden up, exposing the globes of her ass, the pink fabric of her thong peeking out. And Kimberley's nipples, straining against the thin fabric of her top, just begging to be sucked and bitten. Danny's cock is rock hard in his jeans, throbbing with the urge to pull over and fuck both of them right then and there.
As he pulls up to Kimberley's college, he sees her best friend Mark waiting by the curb. Danny watches as Mark approaches Kimberley, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her in close. He keeps a possessive hand on the small of her back, fingers splayed across her bare skin. Danny feels a surge of jealousy seeing another man's hands on Kimberley, his girlfriend. He wants to get out of the car and rip Mark away from her, to pull Kimberley into the backseat and fuck her until she forgets all about her friend.
But Danny takes a deep breath, trying to calm the primal urge. He tells himself he trusts Kimberley, that she won't do anything with Mark. Still, he can't help but imagine Mark's hands roaming Kimberley's body, groping her tits, sliding into her shorts to finger her tight cunt. The thought makes Danny's cock twitch with anger and arousal.
Danny's heart clenches in his chest as he watches Mark pull Kimberley into a sensual kiss, his hands gripping her waist possessively. He feels a surge of jealousy and anger seeing another man's lips on his girlfriend's, his hands on her body. His cock twitches in his jeans, but this time it's not from arousal - it's from the urge to get out of the car and beat the shit out of Mark for daring to touch what's his.
As if sensing Danny's fury, Mark pulls back from the kiss, a shit-eating grin spreading across his face. He looks Danny right in the eye and says, loud enough for him to hear, "Don't worry, I'll take good care of her until you pick her up later, bro. Make sure she's nice and... satisfied, if you know what I mean."
Mark winks at Danny, trying to provoke a reaction. Kimberley just giggles, not seeming to pick up on the innuendo or Danny's obvious anger. She waves goodbye to Danny, blowing him a kiss before turning and walking away with Mark, his hand resting on the small of her back.
Danny grips the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white as he tries to calm his racing heart and mind. The image of Mark's hands on Kimberley, the way he pulled her in close and kissed her, it makes Danny want to scream and rage. But he takes a deep breath, telling himself he trusts Kimberley. She wouldn't do anything with Mark, right?