"F-Fuck" Freya screamed, her voice breaking into a guttural moan as I pounded into her, her pussy clenching around my cock like it was made to milk me dry.
"Y-Yes~ Harder! Fuck this pregnant pussy! Breed me like a whore!" Her fingers dug into my shoulders, her nails scratching deep, drawing blood as she clawed at me, her body arching into every brutal thrust.
Suzy and Nancy watched from the side, their eyes glued to the obscene sight of me fucking Freya raw. Suzy's fingers were buried in her own pussy, her asshole still gaping from earlier, her juices dripping down her thighs.
"L-Look at her~" Suzy moaned, her voice thick with envy and lust, "Her pregnant pussy is swallowing his cock whole—" Her fingers worked faster, her breath hitching as she watched Freya's belly jiggle with every thrust. "I bet it feels so fucking good— Tight and hot and milking him dry"
Nancy bit her lip, her fingers sliding between her thighs, touching herself as she watched me ruin Freya. "H-Her belly," Nancy whimpered, her voice trembling with arousal, "It's so big, so round." Her fingers circled her clit, her pussy dripping with need. "I wonder if she can feel it. If she can feel his cock hitting her womb."
Freya's moans grew louder, wilder, her body trembling as I fucked her harder, deeper. "Ahn yes, I feel it. I feel his cock pounding my womb," She cried, her voice raw and desperate. "F-Fuck It's so deep So good" Her belly bounced with every thrust, the slap of our bodies colliding, filthy and obscene.
"Look at her take it," Suzy panted, her fingers working her clit, her pussy dripping with need. "Her pregnant cunt is made for his cock." She let out a soft, mocking laugh, her eyes gleaming with lust. "I bet she's gonna cum so hard just from his cock hitting her womb"
Nancy whimpered, her fingers sliding inside her pussy, fucking herself as she watched us. "I-I wish it was me," she moaned, her voice thick with envy. "I want his cock inside me again, filling me up, breeding me like a slut."
Freya's moans turned desperate, her pussy clenching around my cock as her orgasm built. "J-Jack, I'm cumming Fuck don't stop." Her walls pulsed around me, her juices drenching my cock as she came, her body shuddering against mine.
"Hmm.. sister Freya is making such an erotic face." Suzy growled, her voice thick with lust, her fingers working her pussy faster. "Her pregnant pussy is milking him dry, taking every drop."
"I-I want that," Nancy whimpered, her fingers sliding in and out of her pussy, her body aching with need. "I want him to fuck me like that to fill me up until I can't walk."
And then—I lost it.
"Take it," I growled, my voice rough with lust, my hand still pressed against her belly, claiming her. "Take my cum, Freya. Take it all."
Freya's body convulsed as my cock buried itself to the hilt inside her pregnant pussy, her walls clenching so tight it felt like she was trying to milk my soul out through my dick.
The slap of my hips against her ass was obscene, the wet, sloppy sounds of her pussy taking my cock filling the room. Her belly jiggled with every brutal thrust, the swell of it pressing against me, the heat of her skin burning like fucking fire.
"N-No No, wait I-I can't Ahn It's It's too deep" Freya screamed, her voice cracking with panic as my cock pulsed, the first thick rope of cum flooding her womb. "F-Fuck Fuck, it's hitting. It's hitting my womb." Her fingers clawed at my shoulders, her nails digging in so hard I knew she'd draw blood. "Nnngh I-I can't I'm gonna"
But I didn't stop.
I kept fucking her, my cock pounding into her overstimulated pussy, my cum filling her up until she couldn't take it anymore.
And then—it happened.
Freya's body locked up, her back arching violently as a torrent of piss exploded from her pussy. It wasn't a squirt—it was a fucking waterfall.
A hot, steady stream of piss sprayed out of her, splattering onto the mattress in a disgusting, obscene mess. The sound was unmistakable—a hissing, gushing torrent, the smell of it filling the air, sharp and musky and fucking everywhere.
"N-No No, no, NO" Freya screamed, her voice breaking into a panicked wail as her piss pooled on the mattress, soaking into the fabric, the wet spot spreading dangerously close to Emily's sleeping face. "F-Fuck Fuck, fuck I didn't I didn't mean to Ahn It's still It's still coming"
Her piss kept spraying, a relentless stream, her thighs trembling as she tried to clench her muscles, to stop it, but her body betrayed her. The mattress was drenched, the fabric soaked through, the smell of her piss filling the room, sharp and humiliating.
"L-Look at what you did," Freya hissed, her voice thick with shame and fury, her cheeks burning crimson. "I-I told you I told you I couldn't Ahn, it's all over the bed right next to Emily." Her fingers twisted in the sheets, her body trembling with humiliation and rage.
Suzy let out a laugh, her voice dripping with mocking amusement. "Oh," she purred, her fingers still buried in her own pussy, "Look at her." Her eyes gleamed with filthy delight as she watched Freya's mess.
"Your pregnant pussy couldn't handle his cock." She let out a dark chuckle, "It pissed itself like a fucking slut all over the bed right where Emily's sleeping."
Nancy bit her lip, her fingers sliding between her thighs, touching herself as she watched the scene unfold. "I-I told you," she whispered, her voice thick with lust and schadenfreude. "You shouldn't have teased him so much." Her fingers worked her clit, her pussy dripping with need.
"Now your piss is all over the bed right next to Emily's face." She let out a soft, mocking giggle. "What if she wakes up? What if she smells it?"
Freya's breath hitched, her face twisting in shame, but her eyes still gleamed with defiance. "S-Shut up," she snapped, her voice trembling with rage. "I-I didn't, I didn't mean to Fuck." Her fingers clawed at the sheets, her body trembling with frustration.
But then—her smirk returned, her voice dropping to a dark, sinful whisper. "O-Or maybe," she purred, her fingers sliding back to her pussy, spreading her folds wide, "I liked it too fucking much." Her eyes locked onto mine, gleaming with challenge.
Freya's legs buckled beneath her, her body trembling from the relentless fucking, her pregnant belly heavy and glistening with sweat. I caught her before she could collapse, my arms wrapping around her waist, holding her against me.
"Easy~..." I murmured, my voice rough but gentle, as I lowered her onto the bed, her body sinking into the mattress with a soft sigh. Her thighs spread slightly, her pussy still gaping, dripping with my cum and her own juices, the musky scent of sex lingering in the air.
Nancy sauntered over, her hips swaying with deliberate seduction, her fingers trailing up my chest. "Now Sister Freya is done~..." she purred, her voice dripping with triumph and lust, "And I can finally have Jack all to myself—..." Her fingers slid down, wrapping around my cock, stroking it slowly, her eyes gleaming with hunger.
I smirked, my hand cupping her chin, tilting her face up to meet my gaze. "Aren't you a lesbian~?" I taunted, my voice thick with amusement, "Why are you so hungry for my cock~?" My thumb brushed over her lips, teasing her. "Shouldn't you prefer to rub your pussies together~...?"
Nancy's cheeks flushed, but her grip on my cock tightened, her voice dropping to a breathy whisper. "W-We were—..." she admitted, her fingers stroking me faster, "But not anymore~..."
Suzy stepped forward, her body still aching from earlier, her pussy glistening with need. "We're not lesbians anymore, Jack~..." she moaned, her voice thick with desperation, her fingers trailing up my arm.
"We realized we can't live without you~..." Her eyes locked onto mine, gleaming with raw need. "And we can't live without your cock~..." Her voice cracked, her body trembling. "Ramming inside us~... Destroying our pussies... Please, Jack..."
Freya, exhausted but still smirking, propped herself up on her elbows, her pregnant belly rising and falling with every panted breath. "Oh~..." she chuckled, her voice weak but dripping with amusement, "Listen to them, Jack~..." Her eyes flicked between Nancy and Suzy, her smirk deepening.
Freya's fingers traced lazy circles over her swollen belly, her pussy still glistening from the brutal fucking, her voice dropping to that dark, sinful whisper. "They act like they own you now~..." she purred, her lips curling into a smug smirk as she watched Nancy and Suzy squirm with need. Her fingers spread her pussy lips just enough to tease them, the musky scent of sex still heavy in the air. "But we all know the truth, don't we~...?"
Her gaze locked onto mine, gleaming with possession. "You belong to me—..." she whispered, her voice thick with ownership, her fingers circling her clit slowly, taunting them—taunting me.
Then, her expression shifted, her eyes flicking toward the window where the faint light of dawn was creeping in. "You guys should rest now~..." she said, her voice suddenly serious, "It's going to be morning soon." Her fingers tapped against her belly, her gaze drifting to Emily—still sleeping, still oblivious—but for how long?
"Emily is gonna wake up~..." Freya warned, her voice low, "The effect of the sleeping pill could wear off any time now~..."
The moment she said it, panic flashed across Nancy and Suzy's faces.
"W-What—?!" Nancy gasped, her eyes flying wide, her fingers fumbling with the crumpled fabric of her nightie, yanking it back over her body in frantic movements. "S-Shit—! Shit, shit, shit—!"
Suzy snatched her own nightie from the floor, her hands shaking as she pulled it on, her eyes darting between Emily and the soaked mattress.
"T-The mattress—!" she hissed, her voice panicked, "It's wet—! Emily's pillow—! It's soaked—!"* Her fingers pointed at the dark, spreading stain—Freya's piss, still seeping into the fabric, the smell lingering in the air.
The room fell into a tense silence as Emily stirred, her body shifting slightly on the soaked mattress. Nancy's face went pale as a ghost, her fingers clenching the fabric of her nightie so tightly it looked like she might tear it. "F-Fuck—!" she hissed under her breath, her voice barely audible, "If she wakes up and sees this—!" Her eyes darted between the wet stain on the pillow and Emily's groggy movements, her body freezing in panic.
I moved quickly, snatching my pants from behind the sofa and pulling them on before lying down, covering myself with the blanket. My heart pounded as I peered through the gap, watching the scene unfold.
Suzy, still on her knees, froze mid-motion, her fingers clawing at the sheet. "I'll clean it before we sleep—..." she had muttered just seconds before, but now her voice died in her throat. Her eyes widened in horror as Emily stirred, and without a second thought, she dived onto Freya's mattress, pressing herself against Freya's side.
Nancy followed instantly, squeezing in on the other side, both of them pretending to be asleep in an instant, Freya sandwiched between them.
Emily sat up slightly, rubbing her eyes with one hand while the other brushed against the damp pillow. "Why is my pillow wet...?" she murmured, her voice groggy with sleep.
She frowned, her fingers pressing into the fabric, before her gaze dropped to the floor—where a dark, wet patch glistened under the dim light. "Looks like they dropped cold drinks here by accident..." she muttered, her brow furrowing in confusion.
But then she paused.
Her nose wrinkled slightly, her head tilting as she sniffed the air. "But what is this smell...?" Her eyes slowly lifted, landing on the three girls pressed together on the mattress—Freya in the middle, Nancy and Suzy clinging to her sides like they were seeking protection.
Emily's gaze lingered for a long, suspicious moment, her fingers tapping lightly against the pillow.
The air was thick with tension.
I held my breath, peeking through the blanket, my body still as a statue. Emily hesitated, her eyes narrowing slightly as she studied the scene—the way Freya's belly rose and fell with slow, even breaths, the way Nancy and Suzy pretended to sleep, their bodies too still, too deliberate.
For a heart-stopping second, I thought she knew.
But then—Emily sighed, shaking her head slightly as if dismissing the thought. "Weird..." she muttered, her voice soft, before lying back down, pulling the blanket over herself.
The room stayed silent.
Nancy and Suzy remained frozen, their breaths shallow, their bodies tense. Freya, sandwiched between them, let out the faintest smirk, her fingers twitching slightly against the mattress—as if she was enjoying the aftermath of the chaos she'd helped create.
And me?
I stayed still, the adrenaline still coursing through my veins, the taste of danger making my cock twitch beneath the blanket.
Tomorrow was going to be interesting.
I bit back a chuckle, the thrill of the close call still tingling through my veins. The thought of what tomorrow might bring—Emily's suspicions, the games we'd play, the ways I'd finally claim her—made my cock twitch beneath the blanket.
Freya, Suzy, and Nancy were mine—completely, utterly—their favorability maxed out, their bodies aching for me, their minds consumed by lust for my cock. But Emily... Emily was the last piece of the puzzle. The only one I hadn't fucked yet. The only one I hadn't filled with my cum.
The system flickered in my mind, the holographic display materializing before me like a filthy progress report.
With a thought, I opened my SUDIX profile to take a final look:
PROFILE
Name: Jack
Age: 25/∞ (Additional life can be purchased from the SUDIX Store for $1 million per year)
Height: 6'2"
Attributes:
Stamina: 160 (Peak human level is 10) - Determines how quickly the host fatigues.
Endurance: 180 (Peak human level is 10) - Determines how long the host can last before reaching climax.
Charm: 140 (Peak human level is 10) - Determines the host's physical attractiveness.
Abilities: Fiery Eyes, Conception Control, Lust Demon, The Healer, Mutant Healing Factor, Absolute Hypnosis, Cum Monster, Scent Of Lust, Hand Of Arousal, Endurance God, Invisibility, Telepathy, Telekenesis, Teleportation, Body Manipulation
Women: Julie (100/100), Karen/Barbara (100/100), Violet Paige (100/100), Jessica (100/100), Margaret (100/100), Stella (100/100), Elizabeth (100/100), Isabella (100/100), Lisa (100/100), Mary (100/100), Olivia (100/100), Sofia (100/100), Marina (100/100), Carolina (100/100), Jennifer (100/100), Angela (100/100), Hannah (100/100), Haruna (100/100), Emily (100/100), Jasmine (100/100), Suzy (100/100), Nancy (100/100), Freya (100/100), Emily (70/100)
Total Women: 23 (Total showed 23 women instead of 24 because Emily's favorability is not fully maxed yet... and I have to find one more woman so that I can reach the milestone of 25 and unlock a free reward.)
I grinned to myself. I could buy anything, but there was something thrilling about earning a reward for free. The system knew how to motivate me.
Just as I was scanning the list, a notification popped up:
[CONGRATULATIONS!]
[Filthy Accomplishment Task Completed: "Impregnate a fertile, pregnant vixen.]
[Reward: +$250,000]
I looked at the remaining Accomplishment task, which was - Penetrate the ultimate mystery fuck through a glory hole. Claim her anal virginity for massive bonus points and intense sensation.
A restless energy coiled in my gut, sharp as a live wire, my body already responding to the promise of whatever twisted trials the system had in store.
Sleep claimed me eventually—but time blurred, and I woke to an unfamiliar pressure, warm and deliberate, pressing against me even through the fabric of the blanket.
The weight on my cock stirred me from sleep, warm and insistent, grinding against me even through the blanket.
My eyes flickered open, and there she was—Emily, her ass pressing against my hardening cock, her nightie riding up just enough to tease the curve of her hips. The faint scent of her arousal drifted to my nose, musky and sweet, making my blood pump faster.
"J-Jack~..." Emily whispered, her voice thick with need, her breath hot against my ear. "You're awake~..." Her hips rocked again, grinding her ass against me, the friction maddening. "I can't wait anymore—..."
I gripped her hips, my fingers digging into her soft flesh. "Emily~..." I growled, my voice rough with lust and confusion, "What are you doing? Aren't you afraid of being caught by Sister Freya?" My eyes darted around the room—no Nancy, no Suzy, no sign of the soaked mattress from last night. "Where are Suzy and Nancy?"
Emily let out a soft, needy moan as she ground against me, her ass pressing harder. "S-Sister went out~..." she panted, her voice breathy, "With Nancy and Suzy~..." Her fingers traced down my chest, teasing the waistband of my pants. "She said she wanted to buy something~..."
My cock throbbed violently beneath her, the heat of her ass pressing against me driving me wild. "So you thought you'd take advantage of me~?" I growled, my hands sliding up her thighs, lifting her nightie higher to reveal the smooth, bare curve of her ass—round, tempting, begging to be claimed.
My fingers traced the edge of her panties, feeling the damp fabric clinging to her swollen folds. "Or did you finally realize you want my cock inside you~?" My voice was rough, taunting, my thumb pressing against the soaked material, teasing her.
Emily reached into the pocket of her nightie, pulling out a condom with shaking fingers. "J-Just give it to me~..." she hissed, her voice thick with desperation, her eyes gleaming with need.
She yanked the blanket higher, shielding us from view, though there was no one to see—yet.
"Last night, I thought I'd sneak in with you~..." she confessed, her cheeks flushing as she tore the condom wrapper with her teeth. "But I fell asleep~... I don't even know how~..." Her fingers hooked into the waistband of my pants, tugging them down in one sharp motion.
And there it was—my morning wood, thick, veiny, jerking back and forth as it sprang free, pre-cum already beading at the tip. Emily's breath hitched, her eyes locking onto it, hungry, need.
"A-Anyway~..." she whimpered, her voice trembling, "I want it now—..." She rolled the condom down my cock, her fingers lingering, stroking me slowly, teasing. "I don't care anymore, Jack~..." Her voice dropped to a whisper, "I need you inside me~..."
I gripped her hips, pulling her back against me, the head of my cock pressing against her dripping entrance. "You sure about that, Emily~?" I taunted, my voice dark with lust, my fingers spreading her ass cheeks wide. "Because once I start~..." I growled, my cock throbbing against her, "I'm not stopping until you're screaming my name~..."
Emily bit her lip, her body trembling as she pushed back against me, her pussy already clenching with need. "D-Do it~..." she pleaded, her voice breaking. "Fuck me, Jack~... Now—..." Her fingers dug into the sofa, her breath hitching as I aligned my cock with her tight entrance.
And with one brutal thrust, I buried myself deep inside her, her walls clenching around me like a vice. "F-Fuck—!" Emily screamed, her back arching, her body jerking as I stretched her open. "It's so deep—! Ahn—! I feel it everywhere—!"
"That's right, Emily~..." I growled, my hips slamming into her ass, the slap of flesh echoing through the room. "You're mine now~..." My fingers dug into her hips, pulling her back onto my cock with every thrust, her juices drenching my cock. "Your pussy is mine—... Your womb is mine—..."
"Y-Yes—!" Emily cried, her voice raw with lust, her pussy milking my cock as I pounded into her. "I'm yours, Jack~..." Her tits bounced with every brutal thrust, her moans growing louder, wilder. "Fuck me harder—! Breed me like a slut—!"
The filthy sound of our bodies colliding filled the room—wet, obscene, the squelch of Emily's pussy taking my cock echoing like a dirty symphony. Her ass jiggled with every brutal thrust, her moans mixing with the slap of skin on skin, her fingers clawing at the sofa as I pounded into her. The heat of her body burned against mine, her pussy milking my cock with every deep stroke.
"You like that, Emily?" I snarled, my voice rough with lust, my cock throbbing inside her. "You like being fucked like a whore?" My fingers slid up her body, gripping her throat just enough to tilt her head back, my lips brushing her ear.
"You like the thought of Freya walking in and seeing you take my cock?" Emily whimpered, her body trembling as I spoke, her pussy clenching around me. "Y-Yes!" she gasped, her voice raw with desire. "I love it! Don't stop!" Her fingers slid down, rubbing her clit, pinching it hard as she ground herself onto my cock, her moans growing louder, wilder.
I grinned darkly. Time to push her further.
With a thought, I activated Body Manipulation, focusing on my cock. Instantly, it swelled, thickening inside her, stretching her even more. Emily's eyes flew wide as she felt it, her breath hitching as I gripped her hips and pushed her pussy down onto my expanded cock.
"Ahn! F-Fuck!" Emily screamed, her body jerking as I filled her completely, her pussy struggling to take the new girth. "It's so big! I-I can't! Nnngh!" Her fingers dug into the sofa, her moans turning desperate as she rubbed her clit faster, pinching it harder, her body trembling on the edge.
And then— SNAP.
A sharp, unmistakable sound cut through the air.
I pulled my cock out, and there it was—the broken condom, hanging off the base of my cock, stretched and torn. My cock throbbed, thicker than before, pre-cum beading at the tip, glistening in the dim light.
Emily turned, her eyes locking onto my cock, her breath catching as she saw it. "W-Why did you take it out?" she asked, her voice trembling, her fingers still clutching her swollen clit.
I gripped the broken condom, peeling it off and tossing it aside. "Look..." I growled, my voice dark with amusement, as I gestured to my throbbing cock. "Your pussy broke the condom..." My cock twitched, thicker than ever, the veins pulsing with need.
"Do you have another one?" Emily bit her lip, her eyes wide as she stared at my cock, her fingers trembling as she reached out, wrapping around the thick cock. "I-I have one in my room..." she whispered, her voice anxious, her thumb brushing over the pre-cum beading at the tip.
"But..." Her gaze flicked up to mine, her cheeks flushing as she realized what she was holding. "OMG!!" she gasped, her fingers tightening around my cock. "It has become thicker! That's why the condom broke..."
I smirked, my hand covering hers, guiding her to stroke me slowly. "That's right, Emily..." I purred, my voice thick with lust. "My cock grew just for you..."
My fingers traced slow, teasing circles over her dripping pussy, feeling the heat of her arousal soak my skin. "Now the question is..." I growled, my lips brushing the shell of her ear, my breath hot against her skin, "Do you still want it inside you?"
Emily's fingers tightened around my cock, her thumb pressing against the sensitive tip before pulling the foreskin all the way back to the base of my cock. The exposed head throbbed, glistening with pre-cum, as she rubbed it against her swollen clit.
"Mmm..." she moaned, her voice thick with need, her hips rolling to grind my cock against her. "Promise me..." she whispered, her breath hitching as pleasure sparked through her, "You won't cum inside..." Her eyes locked onto mine, serious for once, "I don't wanna be pregnant yet..."
I nodded, my hand covering hers, guiding her to stroke me slowly. "Ok..." I murmured, my voice rough with lust, "I'll pull out..."
Emily bit her lip, her fingers stroking my cock faster, her other hand pressing my cock against her clit, rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles. "You better..." she warned, her voice breathy but firm, her pussy clenching with need. "Or I'll never let you touch me again..."
I chuckled darkly, my fingers sliding deeper between her thighs, spreading her dripping folds. "Oh, you won't have to worry about that, Emily..." I purred, my cock throbbing in her grip, "Because once I start fucking you raw..." I growled, my lips brushing her neck, "You're never gonna want me to stop..."
With that, I gripped her hips, lifting her just enough to align my cock with her aching entrance. "Now ride me, Emily..." I commanded, my voice dark with lust, "And show me how bad you want it..."
Emily whimpered, her body trembling as she lowered herself onto my cock, her tight pussy stretching around me, swallowing me inch by inch. "Ahn! F-Fuck!" she gasped, her voice breaking into a moan, her fingers clawing at my shoulders. "It's so deep! I feel it everywhere!"
"That's right, baby..." I growled, my hands gripping her ass, guiding her movements as she began to ride me, her pussy milking my cock with every slow, deliberate bounce.
Emily's thighs trembled as she aligned my throbbing cock with her dripping pussy, her fingers digging into my shoulders. "F-Fuck, it's so big!" she whimpered, her voice thick with need, her breath hitching as she lowered herself onto me.
"N-Nnngh! I can feel it stretching me! Ahn! Fuck!" Her pussy clenched around my cock, her walls pulsing as she took me inch by inch, her moans raw and desperate.
"Y-Your veins! They're pounding inside me! I can feel your fucking heartbeat!" she screamed, her voice cracking as she slammed herself down, her ass slapping against my thighs.
"F-Fuck! Fuck, fuck!" Emily panted, her tits bouncing as she began to ride me, her pussy milking my cock with every thrust. "It's so deep! I feel it in my fucking stomach!" Her fingers clawed at my chest, her nails raking down my skin as she ground herself onto me, her moans turning wilder, more desperate.
"D-Don't stop! Fuck! I need it harder!" Her pussy clenched around me, her juices drenching my cock as she rode me faster, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Y-Your cock! It's hitting my fucking womb! Ahn! I love it!"
I growled, my hands gripping her waist harder, my cock throbbing inside her. "You love it, don't you?" I snarled, my voice rough with lust, my hips slamming upward to meet her desperate thrusts. "You love being fucked like a dirty little slut!"
"Y-Yes!" Emily screamed, her voice breaking as she rode me harder, her pussy clenching around my cock. "I love it! I love your fucking cock!" Her fingers dug into my skin, her moans turning frantic.
"B-But don't! Don't you dare cum inside!" She panted, her voice thick with pleasure and panic. "I-I don't wanna be pregnant! Not yet!"
I chuckled darkly, my hands sliding up to grip her tits, my thumbs circling her hard nipples. "Oh, you don't?" I taunted, my voice dripping with amusement, my cock swelling inside her.
"Then ride me faster, baby..." I growled, my hips slamming upward, "And show me how bad you want it..." My fingers pinched her nipples hard, making her scream, her pussy clenching around my cock.
"But remember..." I purred, my lips brushing her ear, "I pull out before I cum..." My voice dropped to a whisper, "Unless you beg me not to..."
"N-No begging!" Emily gasped, her voice raw with pleasure, her pussy milking my cock as she rode me faster. "J-Just fuck me! Make me cum!" Her moans grew louder, wilder, her body arching as she ground herself onto me.
"F-Fuck! I'm so close! Don't stop!" Her pussy pulsed around me, her juices drenching my cock as her orgasm built. "B-But don't! Don't you dare cum inside!" She whimpered, her voice panicked but dripping with lust. "I-I mean it, Jack! Fuck!"
I growled, my hands sliding down to grip her waist harder, my cock throbbing as I fucked her from below. "Oh, I know you do, baby..." I snarled, my voice thick with amusement, my hips slamming upward.
"But right now..." I growled, my cock swelling inside her, "You're mine..." My fingers dug into her flesh, pulling her down onto me harder. "And I fuck what's mine!"
Emily's body convulsed around me, her pussy clenching so tight it felt like she was trying to milk my soul out through my cock. "Ahn! F-Fuck!" she screamed, her voice raw and broken, her juices drenching my cock as her orgasm wrecked her.
"J-Jack! I'm cumming! Don't stop!" Her walls pulsed around me, her body shuddering violently, her moans filling the room with filthy, desperate pleasure. "F-Fuck! It's so good! I can't! Nnngh! I can't move!"
I growled, my cock throbbing inside her, my balls drawing up tight as my own release built. "Fuck... Emily, get your pussy out..." I hissed, my voice rough with effort, "I'm gonna cum!"
But Emily's body trembled, her legs giving out as another wave of her orgasm hit her. "Aaaah! D-Don't..." she moaned, her voice breathy and panicked, "H-Hmmm... Jack... hold back..." Her fingers clawed at my chest, her body collapsing against me, her pussy still milking my cock.
"I-I can't move my legs..." she whimpered, her voice thick with pleasure and helplessness, her juices soaking us both.
I groaned, my control snapping. "Aaaah! I can't stop!" My hands gripped her hips hard, and with a final, brutal slam of my hips upward, I buried my cock deep inside her, her pussy swallowing me completely.
The force of my thrust triggered another squirt from her, her juices spraying out around my cock as I came hard—unleashing rope after rope of thick, hot cum deep inside her.
"N-Nnngh! F-Fuck!" Emily screamed, her body jerking as my cum flooded her womb, her squirt drenching us both with every pulse of my cock. "Ahn! It's so much! I can feel it! Filling me up!" Her pussy clenched around me, milking every last drop as her legs shuddered, her orgasm dragged out by the force of my release.
"Fuck..." I growled, my voice rough and guttural, my cock still throbbing as I spurted inside her, her walls pulsing around me. "Take it, Emily..." I snarled, my fingers digging into her flesh, "Take all of it..." Each spurt of my cum drew out another wave of her squirt, her juices mixing with mine, soaking the sofa beneath us.
Emily's body finally collapsed against me, her breath coming in ragged, panted gasps, her pussy twitching around my cock, still milking the last drops of my cum. "I-I told you..." she whimpered, her voice weak but dripping with the aftershocks of pleasure, "N-No cumming inside..." Her fingers clawed at my chest, her body still trembling from the intensity of her orgasm.
I smirked, my hand rearing back before slapping her ass hard—SMACK!
—making her jerk forward with a sharp gasp. "It's your fault..." I growled, my voice rough with amusement, my fingers digging into her soft flesh. "You couldn't move..." I taunted, my cock twitching inside her, "And I couldn't stop..."
Emily blushed fiercely, her cheeks flaming crimson, but her favorability toward me was maxed—100/100. She bit her lip, her body still aching with pleasure, but she didn't argue. Instead, she just melted against me, her moans softening into submissive whimpers.
Just as I pulled Emily up, my cock slid out of her pussy with a wet plop, a thick string of cum dripping down her thighs. The obscene sound echoed in the room, the scent of sex heavy in the air.
And then—
The sound of footsteps echoed from the doorway.
I turned my head, and there they were—Freya, Suzy, and Nancy, standing in the doorway, shopping bags in their hands, their eyes locked onto us. Emily gasped, her body tensing as she hid against me, her face burning with shame. "S-Sister..." she whispered, her voice trembling.
Freya raised an eyebrow, her smirk twisting into a mock look of disapproval. "Emily..." she said, her voice dripping with fake outrage,
"Look at what you've done..." She stepped forward, her gaze flicking to the soaked sofa, the cum dripping down Emily's thighs. "Aren't you a bit ashamed...?" she taunted, her voice thick with amusement, "To piss on my expensive sofa and make it dirty...?"
Nancy's giggle filled the room, her fingers pressed against her lips as she watched Emily squirm under the weight of their gazes. "Oh..." she purred, her voice dripping with mischief, "Looks like someone couldn't wait..." Her eyes gleamed with lust as she watched the thick strings of cum dripping down Emily's thighs, her tongue flicking over her lips hungrily.
Suzy grinned, her smirk pure sin as she stepped closer, her fingers trailing up Emily's arm, sending shivers down her spine. "Mmm..." she moaned, her voice thick with teasing, "I bet it felt so good..." Her fingers circled Emily's wrist, pulling her slightly away from me, exposing her cum-drenched thighs.
"Emily..." she whispered, her voice dropping to a sinful murmur, "Why did you let him cum inside you?" Her eyes flicked to Emily's belly, her smirk deepening. "Aren't you afraid to become pregnant?"
Emily didn't react much—she knew Suzy and Nancy were lesbians, that their interest in me was secondary, their real focus on each other. But her eyes locked onto Freya.
With a quick, instinctive movement, Emily grabbed the blanket, yanking it over my still-hard cock, shielding me from their gazes. "I-I didn't..." she muttered, her voice trembling but defiant, her cheeks flaming. "It was an accident..." Her fingers clutched the blanket tighter, her body tensing as she glanced between Freya and me, her mind racing.
Suzy, Nancy, and Freya chuckled in unison, their laughter filling the room with a mix of amusement and lust. I cleared my throat, my voice firm but calm. "Can you guys excuse us... for a moment?"
Freya smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she glanced at the soaked sofa, the cum still dripping down Emily's thighs. "Sure," she purred, her voice dripping with fake innocence, "but you both have to clean up my sofa." She crossed her arms, her pregnant belly pushing against the fabric of her dress. "I am not sitting on that again."
The door clicked shut behind them, but not before I noticed—Suzy and Nancy exchanged that knowing look, their giggles echoing down the hallway. But something else caught my eye. The way they walked—stiff, unnatural, their thighs clenching together like they were in pain. A slow, sinful smirk spread across my face.
Ah. Right.
I had turned off The Healer.
Last night's beating had left its mark—their pussies were still swollen, sore, aching from the relentless fucking I'd given them. The thought of it made my cock twitch—the way they'd screamed, the way their walls had clenched around me, milking me dry before collapsing in exhausted, pleasured heaps.
The door closed, leaving Emily and me truly alone—well, as alone as we could be with the evidence of our filthy encounter still glistening between her thighs, the soaked sofa beneath us, the scent of sex heavy in the air.
Emily shifted against me, her breath still ragged, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. She hadn't noticed their struggle—too wrapped up in her own shame, her own pleasure, her own fear of being caught.
But I had.
And fuck, did it turn me on.
The moment they were gone, Emily's embarrassment boiled over. Her fists balled, she beat against my chest, her face burning crimson. "OMG!!!" she hissed, her voice thick with mortification, "I am so embarrassed to be caught like this!" Her fingers clawed at the blanket, pulling it tighter around us, as if it could erase what had just happened.
"How am I gonna face her now?" she whimpered, her voice cracking with shame, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm.
I chuckled darkly, my hands gripping her wrists gently but firmly, pulling her closer against me. "Oh, come on, Emily~" I purred, my voice low and soothing, "It's not like they didn't know what we were doing."
My thumb brushed over her flushed cheek, teasing her. "And besides—..." I grinned, my lips brushing her ear, "You loved every second of it."
Emily let out a frustrated groan, her body sagging against me, but she didn't pull away. "That's not the point!" she muttered, her voice muffled against my chest.
"They saw us! They saw everything—!" Her fingers twisted in the blanket, her mind racing with the humiliation of it all.
I smirked, my hands sliding down to grip her ass, pulling her onto my lap. "And?" I taunted, my voice thick with amusement, "What's the worst that could happen?"
My cock twitched beneath her, still half-hard, still aching for more. "They envy you~" I growled, my lips trailing down her neck, "Because you got what they all want—..." My teeth grazed her skin, making her shiver. "Me—... fucking you senseless—..."
Emily's fingers clenched the blanket tighter, her cheeks still flaming as she glared up at me. "What are you talking about?" she huffed, her voice thick with frustration, "Suzy and Nancy are lesbians, and my sister is pregnant—..." She shook her head, her exasperation clear, "They won't be thinking about it!"
I chuckled, my hands sliding up to grip her chin, tilting her face to meet my gaze. "Suzy and Nancy may not~..." I purred, my voice low and knowing, "But your sister—..." My thumb brushed over her lips, teasing her.
"Oh, she definitely is." My eyes gleamed with mischief, my smirk deepening as I leaned in, my lips brushing her ear.
"Haven't you seen the way she stares at my cock~?" My fingers trailed down her body, sliding between her thighs, brushing against her still-sensitive pussy. "The way her eyes follow it—... like she's starving—...?"
Emily frowned, her brow furrowing as she tried to deny it. "Don't talk nonsense about my sister!" she snapped, her voice sharp, "She isn't like that!"
I cut her off with a dark chuckle, my fingers tightening on her chin, forcing her to listen. "Why?" I taunted, my voice dropping to a sinful whisper, "Haven't you heard?" My lips curved into a smirk, my gaze locking onto hers, unwavering.
"Pregnant women—..." I growled, my thumb circling her clit, making her gasp, "Have a strong—..." My fingers pressed harder, drawing a whimper from her lips, "Uncontrollable sex drive~..."
My voice dropped even lower, rough with lust. "They can't wait to take a cock—..." My cock twitched beneath her, throbbing with the thought of Freya begging for it.
"They crave it—..." I purred, my lips brushing her neck, "Need it—..." My teeth grazed her skin, making her shiver. "And your sister—..." I whispered, my voice thick with dark amusement, "Is no exception—..."
I leaned in, my lips brushing her ear, my breath hot against her skin. "I'm sure your sister will definitely try to seduce me~..." I purred, my voice thick with confidence, "Into fucking her~..."
Emily scoffed, her defiance flaring as she shoved against my chest. "That's impossible—..." she huffed, her voice firm, but her eyes betrayed her nervousness.
I grinned, my fingers tracing slow, teasing circles over her thighs, my cock throbbing beneath her. "Are you sure?" I taunted, my voice low and challenging, my eyes gleaming with mischief. "Why don't we make a bet?"
Emily bit her lip, her uncertainty clear in the way her fingers twisted in the blanket. "What bet?" she asked, her voice hesitant, but her curiosity winning over her doubt.
I raised an eyebrow, my smirk deepening as I tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet my gaze. "What? Are you scared?" I taunted, my voice dropping to a whisper, "You haven't even heard the bet yet~..."
Emily stammered, her cheeks flushing as she tried to recover her composure. "I-I'm not—..." she insisted, her voice wavering, "Not scared—..." She crossed her arms, her gaze flickering away briefly before snapping back to me. "F-Fine. Tell me. What is your bet?"
I chuckled darkly, my fingers sliding up to cup her face, my thumb brushing over her lips with a slow, teasing motion. "My bet is~..." I purred, my voice low and sinful, "If your sister does come to find me to seduce me into fucking her~..." My lips curved into a smirk, my eyes locking onto hers, "I want you to do exactly what I tell you to do~..."
Emily bit her lip, her uncertainty mixing with a spark of defiance. "If she didn't come to seduce you, then~...?" she asked, her voice hesitant but challenging.
I shrugged, my hands sliding down to grip her hips, pulling her closer. "You decide..." I growled, my voice thick with amusement, my cock twitching beneath her.
Emily's eyes gleamed with a mischievous glint. "Fine~..." she said, her voice firming up, "If she doesn't come to seduce you, then you'll be my slave for a day..." She crossed her arms, her smirk deepening as she waited for my reaction. "How about that~?"
I nodded, a slow, sinful grin spreading across my face. "Fine~..." I agreed, my voice rough with lust. And with that, my hand reared back before slapping her ass hard—SMACK!—making her jerk forward with a sharp, pleasured gasp.
Emily moaned, her body arching into the sting of my slap, her pussy throbbing with a mix of pain and pleasure. "Hmm... don't hit me like that..." she whimpered, her voice thick with lust, her lips bitten as if begging for more—her eyes gleaming with a filthy hunger she couldn't hide.
She turned away, trying to compose herself, grabbing her clothes and pulling them on with shaking fingers. I watched as she wiped the sofa with the soaked blanket, scrubbing at the stains of her squirt, her cum-drenched thighs glistening in the dim light. The floor wasn't spared either—she knelt, cleaning every last drop, her face burning with shame and arousal.
"Let's go to the room," she muttered, her voice soft but determined, "and I'll wash the blanket in the washing machine..." She stood, clutching the filthy fabric against her chest, her gaze avoiding mine.
We walked into the room, the tension between us thick and electric. Emily stopped at the bathroom door, her fingers tightening on the doorknob. "I'll go take a shower first," she said, her voice firm but breathy, "and put this blanket in..." Her eyes flicked to me, warning and lust swirling in their depths.
"You're not allowed to come in," she added, her cheeks flushing deeper, "otherwise, we might not be able to finish washing ourselves..."
With that, she slipped inside, the door clicking shut behind her.
The shower started, the sound of water cascading against tile filling the room, and I stood there, my cock throbbing at the thought of Emily naked, wet, her soapy hands sliding over her body—washing away the evidence of our filthy encounter.
My mind raced with possibilities, my smirk deepening as I imagined bursting in, pinning her against the wall, fucking her all over again—
But then—
The door creaked open.
Freya stepped into the room like a sinful vision, the dim light clinging to her curves as if afraid to let go. The lingerie she wore was obscene—designed to tease, to torment, to drive a man mad with lust. It was black, sheer, almost translucent—barely more than delicate strands of lace and silk clinging to her body like a second skin.
The top was a flimsy, see-through bralette, the lace cupping her heavy, swollen tits, her nipples hard and aching, poking through the fabric like two ripe berries begging to be sucked.
The material was so thin, so sheer, I could see the dark circles of her areolas, the goosebumps rising on her skin from the cool air—or maybe from the heat of her own arousal.
The straps were nothing but thin black ribbons, digging into her shoulders, framing her cleavage like an offering.
But it was the bottom that made my cock throb violently. A matching thong, so flimsy it was almost not there—just a scrap of lace clinging to her hips, the front cut so high it barely covered the swell of her pussy. And fuck—it didn't.
The lace was pushed aside, revealing her glistening lips, already swollen and dripping, the pink flesh parted just enough to tease the dark hollow of her entrance.
The scent of her arousal hit me like a punch—musky, sweet, intoxicating. The thong rode up between her ass cheeks, the string disappearing into the cleft, framing her round, jiggling ass perfectly.
And then—her belly. Fucking hell. The lingerie was designed to show it off—proud, round, heavy with pregnancy, the skin stretched tight and glowing.
The fabric hugged the swell, accentuating the curve, making it impossible to look away. The way it rose and fell with every breath, the way her hands trailed over it possessively—fuck. It was the hottest thing I'd ever seen.
Her thighs were bare, smooth, glistening with a light sheen of sweat, her hips swaying as she sauntered toward me, her heels clicking against the floor.
The stockings—if you could call them that—were held up by delicate garters, the lace clinging to her thighs like spider silk, barely covering the tops of her legs before vanishing into nothing.
And the way she moved—fuck. Her tits bounced with every step, her ass jiggled, her pussy glistened. She pressed herself against me, her nipples brushing against my chest, her breath hot against my ear. "How do I look?" she purred, her voice thick and slutty, her fingers trailing up my chest, nails scratching lightly.
I gulped, my throat dry, my cock straining against my pants. "Like a fucking goddess," I growled, my hands sliding up to grip her tits, my thumbs brushing over her swollen nipples.
"Especially here," I snarled, pinching them hard, drawing a sharp gasp from her lips. The lace scratched against my palms, the heat of her skin burning through it.
"And here," I growled, my hand sliding down, cupping her pussy, my fingers spreading her lips, feeling the wet heat of her entrance. "So fucking dripping," I groaned, my cock throbbing as I pushed a finger inside her, her walls clenching around me instantly.
Freya moaned, her back arching, her tits pressing against me. "Mmm—! Y-You like it~?" she whimpered, her voice breathy, her fingers clawing at my shoulders.
"I wore it just for you..." Her tongue flicked over her lips, her eyes gleaming with lust. "I knew you'd love it~..." Her hand slid down, wrapping around my cock, stroking it slowly through my pants.
"Especially the way it shows off my belly..." she purred, her fingers trailing over the round swell, "The way it makes my pussy look..." Her lips brushed my ear, her voice dropping to a whisper. "So ready for you..."
Fuck. I wasn't going to last. Not with her looking like this. Not with her pussy this wet. Not with her nipples this hard, her belly this fucking sexy.
I gripped her hips, lifting her slightly, my cock pressing against her dripping entrance. "You want me to fuck you in this~?" I growled, my voice rough with need, my lips capturing hers in a brutal kiss. "Ruin this pretty lingerie?"
Freya's fingers traced the delicate lace of her lingerie, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she pressed herself closer against me. "This is what we bought," she purred, her voice thick with lust, her breath hot against my ear.
"Nancy and Suzy have also bought ones for themselves," she whispered, her tongue flicking over her lips as she imagined their reactions.
"They were so eager to show it to you," she moaned, her fingers clawing at my chest, "But I sent them away," her smirk deepening, "Making an excuse—..." Her hand slid down, gripping my cock through my pants, stroking it slowly. "I wanted you all to myself—..." she growled, her voice dropping to a sinful whisper.
Her eyes flicked toward the bathroom door, the sound of the shower still running, steam seeping beneath the crack. "Is Emily in there?" she asked, her voice low and conspiratorial, her finger pointing toward the closed door.
I nodded, my cock throbbing in her hand, my mind racing with filthy possibilities.
Freya's smile turned evil, her lips curving into a wicked grin. "Then we have to be quick—..." she whispered, her fingers tightening around my cock, "Before Emily comes out—..." Her free hand slid up, cupping my face, pulling me down for a brutal kiss.
"I don't want her ruining our fun—..." she purred against my lips, her tongue forcing its way into my mouth.
She pulled back just enough to gaze up at me, her eyes gleaming with blame and lust. "You don't know—..." she whispered, her voice thick with accusation, her fingers stroking my cock faster.
"When I saw your cock this morning—..." she moaned, her breath hitching, "My pussy started itching—..." Her hand slid between her thighs, her fingers dipping into her dripping pussy, rubbing her clit in desperate circles.
"I couldn't hold myself—..." she gasped, her voice raw with need, "I had to come find you—..." Her lips captured mine again, her tongue demanding, possessive.
"Blame you—..." she growled, her fingers pinching my nipple through my shirt, "For making me this wet—..." Her pussy clenched around her fingers, her juices drenching her hand.
Her free hand yanked at my pants, freeing my cock, her fingers wrapping around the thick cock."Mmm—..." she moaned, her voice thick with lust, her eyes locking onto mine.
"Now fuck me quick..." she pleaded, her lips brushing my ear, "Before she comes out..." Her fingers guided my cock to her dripping entrance, her pussy clenching with anticipation.
Freya's fingers tightened around my cock, her voice thick with desperation. "Fill me up..." she whimpered, her body trembling with need, her pussy clenching with anticipation. "And make it fast..." Her tongue traced my neck, her teeth nipping at my skin, sending shivers down my spine. "Because I don't want her hearing me scream..." Her lips brushed my ear, her breath hot and ragged, "Not yet..."
I wanted Emily to see that I'd won the bet—wanted her to watch her sister beg for my cock. But looking at Freya—so fucking horny, so desperate—an idea struck me. A filthy, twisted one.
"Sister... Freya..." I growled, my voice low and rough, my hands gripping her hips. "But I have a request..."
Freya paused, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she pulled back slightly, her fingers still stroking my cock over my pants. "You naughty boy~..." she purred, her voice thick with amusement, "Taking advantage of Sister Freya~..." Her lips curved into a smirk, her tongue flicking over her lips.
"Knowing she's hungry for your cock..." Her hand squeezed me harder, drawing a groan from my lips. "Ok~..." she whispered, her voice dropping to a sinful murmur, "Tell me what it is~..." Her eyes locked onto mine, gleaming with challenge. "If it's not too much~..." she purred, "I can fulfill it~..."
I leaned in, my lips brushing her ear, my voice dropping to a whisper. "Sister Freya~..." I growled, my fingers trailing down her spine, "I want to blindfold you~..." My hand cupped her pussy, feeling the heat of her arousal soak my palms.
"So that you can tell me how you feel—..." I purred, my thumb circling her clit, "Exactly—..." My cock throbbed against her hand, aching to bury itself deep inside her.
Freya blushed, her cheeks flaming as she bit her lip, her eyes flickering with surprise and excitement. "You are watching too much porn—..." she teased, her voice thick with amusement, but her pussy clenched around my fingers, betraying her arousal. "Ok~..." she whispered, her voice dropping to a whisper, "But don't let yourself be caught by Emily—..." Her fingers tightened around my cock, stroking it slowly, possessively. "I'll be ready in my room—..." she purred, her lips brushing mine in a soft, teasing kiss. "Come quickly—..." Her tongue traced my lips, her voice thick with lust. "After telling Emily that you're going out to get something~..." she whispered, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Or make any excuse—..." Her fingers gripped my cock one last time, squeezing it hard before releasing me.
"Ok~..." she purred, her voice dropping to a whisper, "I'll be waiting for you~..." Her lips captured mine in a brutal, possessive kiss, her tongue forcing its way into my mouth.
"Don't let me wait—..." she moaned against my lips, her fingers clawing at my chest, "A bit longer~..." Her hand slid down, grabbing my cock over my pants one last time, squeezing it hard before pulling away.
With that, she turned, her hips swaying as she sauntered toward the door, her ass jiggling with every step, her lingerie clinging to her curves like a second skin.
Freya's final words lingered in the air, her voice still echoing in my mind—"Naked... Blindfolded... And so fucking wet... For you..."—as she sauntered away, her ass swinging with every step, her lingerie clinging to her curves like a second skin. My cock throbbed violently, aching with need, my mind already racing with filthy images of what was waiting for me in her room.
But first—
I turned toward the bathroom, the sound of water trickling from the faucet reaching my ears. The door was slightly ajar, steam seeping out, curling around the edges. I pushed it open slowly, silently—and fuck.
There she was—Emily.
Completely naked.
Wet.
Her back was turned to me, her body glistening under the dim light, soap sudsing over her skin. She hadn't heard me come in—too lost in cleaning herself, her fingers trailing over her curves, applying soap in slow, sensual circles. Her face was covered in a lather of soap, her eyes closed, her lips parted as she tilted her head back, letting the warm water rinse over her.
Fuck.
She reached for the shower knob, her tits bouncing slightly with the movement, her nipples hard and aching, begging for attention. The soap dripped down her body, trailing between her ass cheeks, disappearing into the shadows between her thighs.
My cock twitched, throbbing as I imagined sliding my cock inside her right then—fucking her against the wall, making her scream my name as the water pounded down on us.
My hands shot out, gripping Emily's waist from behind, my body pressing against hers as the water splashed over us. Her skin was slick, hot, and wet—fuck, my clothes soaked through instantly, clinging to me like a second skin.
She let out a sharp, surprised moan—"Aah! Jack—!"—her voice thick with shock and something darker, needier. "Why are you in here—?!" she hissed, her fingers clawing at the tile wall, "Didn't I tell you to—!"
SMACK!
My hand cracked against her wet ass, the sound echoing through the shower—phhat—sharp, obscene, the flesh jiggling from the force. Emily jumped, spinning around to face me, her cheeks flaming, her eyes wide with outrage and lust.
"Your sister was here to seduce—..." I growled, my voice rough with amusement, my fingers digging into her hips, pulling her against me. The heat of her body burned through the wet fabric of my clothes, her pussy pressing against my thigh, already throbbing with need.
Emily's eyes narrowed, her voice sharp with disbelief. "Stop lying!" she snapped, her fingers pressing against my chest, "She knows I'm with you right now! She still came to seduce you?!" Her lips twisted in a scoff, but her body betrayed her—her nipples hard, her pussy clenching with arousal.
SMACK!
Another slap, harder this time, my palm printing red on her ass. Emily gasped, her body jerking forward, but I held her tight, my fingers sliding down to pinch her clit—hard. "Ahn—!" she moaned, her knees buckling, her hands shooting out to grab my shoulders.
"You don't believe me~...?" I snarled, my thumb flicking her clit again, drawing another whimper from her lips. "Then see for yourself~..." I growled, my voice dropping to a dark purr.
"Your sister said she'd be waiting for me in her room—..." My lips brushed her ear, my teeth grazing her neck, "With a surprise—..." I panted, my cock throbbing against her thigh. "Come and see her~..."
I didn't wait for an answer. My hands yanked at my soaked clothes, peeling them off in one rough motion, leaving me completely naked. The water dripped down my body, my cock standing hard, veiny, aching—fuck, the cool air hitting my skin only made it throb harder.
Emily's eyes flickered down, locking onto my cock, her cheeks flushing deeper. "W-Why are you taking your clothes off—?!" she stammered, her voice thick with confusion and something else—lust, fear, possessiveness.
I grinned, stepping closer, my cock rubbing against her clit as I shifted my hips. Emily gasped, her body jerking, her fingers clutching the towel robe tighter around her, wiping the water from her skin.
"Because your sister is waiting for me there to fuck her~..." I purred, my voice low and sinful, my hands sliding up to cup her tits, pinching her nipples hard. "Anyway, I have to remove my clothes once I get there~..." I growled, my lips brushing her neck, "So why not remove them now?"
Emily's breath hitched, her body trembling as she turned off the shower, the water dripping from her skin. She smelled so fucking good—soap, sex, her—intoxicating.
My cock pressed against her clit again, grinding in a slow, deliberate circle. Emily moaned, her fingers clenching the towel robe tighter, covering herself quickly, wiping the last drops of water from her body.
"I'll go and see—..." she hissed, her voice thick with defiance, her eyes locking onto mine. "But if you're lying to me~..." Her fingers dug into my chest, her nails scratching lightly, "I will not let you go—..."
Emily walked ahead slowly, her body tensed with anticipation and dread, her fingers clutching the towel robe tighter around her. I followed behind, my cock throbbing with every step, my eyes locked onto the sway of her hips, the way her ass jiggled with each movement.
She pushed the door open—
And Freya's voice floated through the room, thick with lust and impatience— "Jack~... Are you here already?"
Emily's body jerked, her mouth opening to scream—
But my hand shot out, clamping over her lips just in time, silencing her gasp. "Shhh~..." I growled against her ear, my voice low and sinful, my cock pressing against her ass. "Don't ruin the fun~..."
I turned my head toward Freya, my voice smooth, confident— "Sister Freya~... I'm here—..."
Freya moaned from the bed, her voice breathy and needy. "Dexter~..." she purred, her tongue flicking over her lips, "Don't keep me waiting anymore~..."
I leaned in, my lips brushing Emily's ear, my voice dropping to a whisper— "Do you still remember our bet, baby~?" My fingers trailed down her neck, teasing her skin, "You have to do what I ask—..." I purred, my hand slowly releasing her mouth, "Right?"
Emily's eyes locked onto Freya—sprawled on the bed, her pregnant belly round and glowing, her lingerie clinging to her curves like sin itself.
The black lace barely covered her tits, her nipples hard and aching, poking through the fabric. The thong was pushed aside, her pussy fully exposed—swollen, glistening, dripping with need. Her thighs were spread, her fingers trailing over her skin, teasing herself as she waited.
Emily's breath hitched, her cheeks flaming as she took it all in. "Y-You—..." she whispered, her voice trembling, but she didn't protest. She couldn't. The bet was clear. And fuck—she knew it.
I grinned, my hand gripping hers, pulling her closer to the bed. "Now~..." I whispered in her ear, my voice dark and commanding, "Go ahead—..." My fingers trailed down her back, pushing her forward. "And lick your sister's pregnant pussy—..."
Emily's eyes widened, her mouth falling open in shock. "W-What—?!" she gasped, her voice barely a whisper, her body tensing as she shook her head violently. "N-No—! I can't—!"
I didn't give her a choice.
My hand gripped her wrist, pulling her toward the bed, forcing her to her knees in front of Freya. "Yes, you can—..." I growled, my voice rough with command, "And you will—..." My fingers tangled in her hair, tilting her head up so she had to look—had to see Freya's pussy, right in front of her face, dripping, begging for attention.
Freya spread her legs wider, her fingers sliding over her pussy, parting her lips with a slow, teasing motion. "Mmm~..." she moaned, her voice thick with lust, "Dexter~..." Her blindfold hid her eyes, but her lips curved into a smirk—she knew someone was there.
"Don't make me wait—..." Her fingers circled her clit, rubbing it slowly, "I need your tongue—..." she whimpered, her hips lifting slightly, "Now—..."
Freya's swollen pussy glistened under the dim light, her lace lingerie barely clinging to her curves, the fabric damp with her own need.
Emily's breath hitched as I pushed her down, her lips brushing against the lace just above Freya's dripping folds. The fabric was soft, but the heat beneath it was undeniable, the scent of Freya's arousal intoxicating.
"Hmm~... Don't you dare tease me, Jack~..." Freya moaned, her voice thick with irritation and lust, her fingers clawing at the sheets beneath her. Her hips lifted instinctively, pressing her pussy against Emily's face, her thighs trembling with anticipation.
Emily's hands shot out, gripping Freya's thighs to steady herself, her fingers digging into the soft flesh.
I could see the way her nose twitched, inhaling the scent of her sister's pussy, her tongue flicking out instinctively to trace the lace around Freya's lips. The teasing motion made Freya moan, her hips lifting higher, pushing herself against Emily's face.
"Mmm~... Just like that, Jack~..." Freya whimpered, her voice breathy and desperate, her fingers tangling in Emily's hair, pulling her closer.
I moved behind Emily, my cock throbbing as I yanked her towel robe away, surprising her. She gasped, twisting her head to look over her shoulder, her eyes locking onto my cock—hard, veiny, slapping against her ass as I grinded against her.
"Sister Freya~..." I growled, my voice low and sinful, my hand sliding up Emily's spine, gripping her neck again, pushing her face deeper into Freya's pussy.
"Your pussy smells so fucking good~..." My fingers trailed up Freya's thigh, teasing her skin, my cock throbbing with the need to bury itself inside her.
Freya arched her back, her voice breathy and needy. "How can it not smell good~..." she moaned, her fingers tangling in Emily's hair, her hips rolling, grinding against Emily's mouth.
"When I washed it just for you~..." Her voice was thick with need, her body trembling with anticipation. "Now tell me~..." she whimpered, her voice thick with desperation, "How does it taste?"
I rubbed my cock in Emily's asscrack, making her whimper, her moans muffled against Freya's pussy. To distract Freya, I kept my voice smooth and sinful.
"Your pussy is so naughty~..." I purred, my fingers trailing up Freya's thigh, my cock throbbing with the need to be inside her. "Dripping, so wet~..." My voice was rough with lust, my fingers teasing her folds, spreading her lips slightly. "Leaking juices for me to drink~..."
Freya whimpered, her body trembling. "Aaaah~..." Her fingers clawed at the sheets, her voice breaking as Emily's tongue finally made contact, licking her slowly, teasingly.
"Hmmm~... So eager~..." Freya moaned, her back arching harder, her hips lifting to meet Emily's mouth. "Aaaah! Don't bite my clit—! Aaaaaah!"
My hips moved, my cock grinding between Emily's asscheeks, making them red, marking her. Emily tried to hold back her moans, but her pussy was dripping, soaking her thighs, betraying her arousal.
I pulled my cock out of Emily's asscrack and moved to the bed slowly, silent as a shadow. I pressed a finger to my lips—Shhh—signaling Emily to pull her hands away from Freya's thighs. She understood, obeying instinctively, her fingers sliding away, giving me room.
Freya whimpered as Emily's mouth pulled back just enough to breathe. "Jack~... Don't stop~..." she pleaded, her voice desperate, her pussy throbbing with need.
I leaned in, my fingers pinching Freya's nipples—hard. "Do your nipples have milk?" I growled, my voice rough with lust, my fingers twisting her nipples, drawing a sharp gasp from her. "I want to drink your milk~..."
Freya let out a sharp moan. "Aaaah! Fool~..." she gasped, her body jerking as my fingers twisted her nipples.
"How can it be so soon? Milk will come after the child's birth! Aaaaaah!" Her back arched off the bed, her tits bouncing as I pinched harder. "Don't be so hard on them—! Aaaaaah! Don't pinch them too hard—!"
Emily pulled back just enough to catch her breath, her own pussy dripping down her thighs, her cheeks flushed with shame and arousal. Freya whimpered as Emily's mouth left her pussy. "Jack~... Don't stop~..." she pleaded, her voice raw with need, her fingers clawing at the sheets.
I grinned, my cock throbbing as I positioned myself between Freya's legs. "Don't worry, Sister~..." I growled, my voice thick with promise, my fingers trailing up her thighs, teasing her folds.
"I'll give you exactly what you need~..." My lips curved into a smirk as I glanced at Emily—her eyes wide, her body trembling, waiting for my next command.
Emily's tongue had been slow at first, hesitant, but as Freya's moans grew louder, her whimpers more desperate, Emily became bolder. Her tongue flicked out, tracing Freya's folds, tasting the sweet, musky flavor of her arousal.
Freya's pussy was swollen, her clit throbbing, and Emily's tongue circled it, teasing it before finally pressing down, drawing a sharp gasp from Freya.
"Aaaah! Yes~..." Freya moaned, her fingers tangling in Emily's hair, pulling her closer. "Lick it~... Just like that~..." Her hips lifted, grinding against Emily's mouth, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Don't stop~... Please, don't stop~..."
Emily obeyed, her tongue working on Freya's clit, her fingers digging into Freya's thighs as she licked and sucked, her own pussy dripping with arousal. Freya's moans filled the room, her body trembling with pleasure, her nipples hard and aching under my fingers.
"Fuck, you're so wet, Sister~..." I growled, my fingers pinching Freya's nipples harder, drawing a sharp cry from her lips. "You love this, don't you? Having your little sister lick your pussy while I play with your tits~..."
"Aaaah! Yes~..." Freya whimpered, her back arching off the bed, her pussy clenching with need. "I love it~... I love it so much~..."
Freya's body convulsed, her back arching off the bed as Emily's tongue flicked faster, her lips sealing around her clit, sucking it gently before releasing it with a wet pop.
Freya's moan tore through the room—"Aaaaaah! Hmmm! I'm gonna cum—! Aaaaaah! Hmmm—!"—her voice raw and desperate, her juices dripping down her thighs, soaking the sheets beneath her.
But I wasn't done yet.
My hand shot out, gripping Emily's hair, yanking her back with a sharp tug. "Not yet, baby~..." I growled, my voice low and commanding, my cock throbbing with need. Emily whimpered, her lips glistening with Freya's juices, her own pussy dripping with arousal.
Freya let out a frustrated whimper, her body trembling, her fingers clawing at the sheets. "Jack—! Don't—..." she pleaded, her voice thick with desperation, "Don't tease me—! I'll go crazy—..." Her hips lifted, grinding against nothing, her pussy aching for release. "Make me cum—...! Please—...!"
I pushed Emily aside, her body collapsing onto the bed with a soft thud, her breath coming in ragged gasps. My eyes locked onto Freya—her pussy swollen, dripping, begging for me. My cock twitched, throbbing with need, and I slapped it hard against her clit—SMACK!
Freya's body convulsed beneath me, her back arching violently as my cock slapped against her clit—SMACK! SMACK!—each impact sending waves of pleasure rippling through her.
"Aaaah—! Aaaaaah—! Aaaah—!" she screamed, her fingers digging into the mattress, her voice raw and desperate. "F-Fuck—! Jack—!" she gasped, her pussy clenching with need, her body trembling with anticipation. "D-Don't stop—! Fuck—! I need it!"
I grinned darkly, my hand gripping the base of my cock, slapping it against her clit again—SMACK!—each impact drawing a sharp, desperate cry from her lips.
"You want to cum, Sister~?" I growled, my voice rough with lust, my fingers trailing up her body, pinching her nipples hard. "Then beg for it~..." I snarled, my thumb circling her clit, teasing her before slapping it again—SMACK!
"Aaaaaah—! P-Please—!" Freya whimpered, her body trembling, her tits bouncing with every slap of my cock against her clit. "I need it—! I need your cock—!" Her hips lifted, grinding against nothing, her pussy aching for release. "Fuck me—! Now!"
But I had other plans.
My cock slid down, trailing over her dripping pussy, teasing her entrance before settling against the tight, puckered ring of her asshole. "Sister~..." I purred, my voice low and sinful, my fingers tracing the creases of her ass, "What about this hole?" My thumb pressed against it, circling it slowly, feeling the heat of her forbidden entrance.
Freya's body tensed, her voice suddenly fearful. "Jack—..." she gasped, her fingers digging into the sheets, "Don't even think about it—..." Her breath hitched, her ass clenching instinctively. "It's untouchable—..."
I chuckled darkly, my fingers continuing to trace the tight ring, teasing her. "I want to feel how tight a pregnant woman's asshole is, Sister Freya~..." My voice dropped to a whisper, my lips brushing her ear. "Please—..." I purred, my cock throbbing against her ass, "Who else can I ask this~...?"
Freya shook her head violently, her voice firm. "N-No—..." she whispered, her body trembling. "Never happening—..." Her fingers clawed at my wrist, trying to pull my hand away. "Make your girlfriend Emily pregnant, then you can do whatever you want with her asshole—..."
Emily didn't like that answer.
Her hand shot out, gripping my wrist and yanking it away from Freya's ass. Before I could react, she moved to the side, her fingers spreading Freya's thighs apart—wider. She lifted Freya slightly, exposing her puckered, tight asshole fully.
Without warning, Emily spat—a thick glob of saliva landing directly on Freya's asshole. Freya gasped, her body jerking in shock—"W-What—?!"—but before she could protest, Emily's fingers were there.
One finger—then two—pushing inside, stretching her tight ring brutally. "Aaaaaah—! F-Fuck—!" Freya screamed, her back arching off the bed, her ass clenching around Emily's fingers. "N-No—! It's too much!"
But Emily didn't stop.
I chuckled, my fingers joining Emily's, circling Freya's asshole, feeling the way it clenched around her fingers. "Sister Freya~..." I purred, my voice thick with amusement, "Looks like your asshole loves my fingers—..."
My thumb pressed inside, stretching her further, "Look how well it's gripping them~..." My cock throbbed, aching to bury itself inside her tight ass.
"Aaaaaaaaah—..." Freya moaned, her voice thick with shame and pleasure, "Hmm—... Fuck—... Pull it out—..."* Her fingers clawed at the sheets, her body trembling with overwhelm.
But Emily wasn't done.
She added her index and middle finger, pushing them inside Freya's asshole, fucking her hard. "Aaaaaah—! F-Fuck—!" Freya screamed, her back arching as Emily's fingers stretched her ass, her voice raw with pleasure and pain.
Emily's other hand moved to Freya's clit, playing and rubbing it firmly. "Aaaaaah—! J-Jack—!" Freya whimpered, her body jerking as Emily fingered her ass and rubbed her clit at the same time. "I'm cumming—! Aaaaaaah! Aaaaaaah! Fuck—! Aaaaaaaaah! Hmmmm—!"
And then—
Freya's release was explosive—her juices gushing in hot, unrelenting streams across Emily's face, drenching her in the raw evidence of her climax. A guttural cry tore from Freya's throat, her body arching violently as Emily's fingers worked her ass, relentlessly coaxing out every shuddering wave of pleasure.
Breathless and trembling, Freya collapsed back onto the bed, her chest rising and falling in ragged gasps. A slow, glistening trickle escaped her, pooling between her thighs and mingling with the slick mess already soaking the sheets. Her ass still clenched around Emily's fingers, her skin flushed and dewy with the lingering heat of her orgasm.
Emily wiped her face with the back of her hand, her tongue flicking out to savor the salty tang of Freya's release. Her fingers slid between her own thighs, teasing her clit with desperate circles—aching to grind herself against Freya's still-pulsing pussy.
With a sharp smack, my palm connected with their soaked flesh. "Look at this naughty little pussy," I growled, "drenching everything—can't get enough, can you?"
Freya's breath came in ragged gasps, her voice dripping with a mix of faux outrage and breathless anticipation. "Oh, it's all your fucking fault," she hissed, her hips twitching as if betraying her own words. "Who the hell gave you permission to—fuck—to even breathe near my asshole, you absolute menace?" Her fingers dug into the sheets, her thighs trembling as she tried—and failed—to sound convincing.
I didn't waste a second. With a low chuckle, I wedged myself between her legs, the thick head of my cock slapping against her tight, glistening hole. The wet smack echoed in the room, and Freya's body jerked forward with a shocked gasp. "Hmm—Jack!" she yelped, her voice cracking as she twisted to glare at me over her shoulder. "Don't you fucking dare—oh, fuck—don't even think about it, or I swear to god I'll—"
Her threat dissolved into a moan as I did it again, this time harder. The sharp crack of my cock spanking her asshole filled the air, her flesh jiggling from the impact. Freya's fingers flew back, trying to cover herself, but I grabbed her wrist and pinned it. "You'll what?" I taunted, slapping her again, watching her squirm. "Gonna stop me, baby? Or are you just gonna take it like the greedy little slut you are?"
"Fuck you!" she snapped, but her voice was already thick with need, her ass pushing back despite her protests. "I hate this—I hate how good it feels when you—ah!—when you manhandle me like this!" Another sharp spank, and her words dissolved into a whimper. "God, you're such a bastard—why does it have to feel so fucking good?"
I didn't answer. I just spanked her again, harder this time, my cock leaving a red imprint on her trembling flesh. Freya's breath hitched, her free hand clawing at the sheets as she arched her back, offering herself up even as she cursed me. "You're insufferable," she groaned, "a fucking animal—ah!—but don't you dare stop—"
I leaned over her, my cock already half-hard again, my fingers tracing lazy circles over her asshole as she writhed beneath me. "Sister Freya," I growled, my voice rough with lust, "you better fucking bite that pillow if you don't want Emily to hear you scream when I shove my cock back inside you." My other hand slid between her thighs, two fingers pressing against her swollen clit, making her jerk with a choked gasp.
Freya's back arched, her breath coming in ragged, desperate pants. "Fuck—Jack—" she hissed, her voice trembling between a moan and a snarl. "I'll kill you if you—ah!—if you make me come again, you filthy bastard!" But her hips betrayed her, grinding against my fingers, her pussy already clenching with need.
I chuckled darkly, my thumb pressing harder against her clit. "Oh, but I have a surprise for you, Sister Freya," I murmured, my lips brushing the shell of her ear. "A very special one."
Her body tensed, her ass clenching around my fingers. "A surprise?" she spat, her voice dripping with suspicion. "What the fuck are you talking about, you degenerate piece of shit?"
I pulled my fingers away, leaving her whimpering at the loss, and leaned back just enough to let my words sink in. "I called Nancy," I said, my tone casual, like I was discussing the weather. "Told her to sneak in while Emily's distracted. She's probably right outside the door, listening to you moan like the slut you are."
Freya's entire body went rigid. "You what?!" she shrieked, her voice cracking with fury. "You fucking called her?! After you spent all night buried inside her and Suzy, pumping them full of your filthy cum?!" She tried to twist around, her blindfolded face contorted with rage. "Haven't you fucked her enough, you worthless cocksleeve?! Go fuck her then! I don't want your dick anywhere near me—ah!—you disgusting—"
Her rant cut off with a sharp gasp as I slammed two fingers back into her pussy, curling them just right to make her body betray her words. "Oh, you don't?" I taunted, my voice a dark purr. "Then why are you dripping all over my hand, huh? Why's your tight little asshole clenching like it's begging for my cock?"
Freya's face flushed crimson, her breath coming in sharp, uneven bursts. "I hate you," she snarled, but her hips were rocking against my fingers, her pussy soaking them. "I hate how good you make me feel—fuck—how you ruin me with that stupid dick of yours!"
That's when I noticed Emily.
She was frozen beside me, her mouth slightly open, her eyes wide with shock as the truth of last night crashed over her. "D-do you know why you fell asleep, Emily?" I whispered into her ear, my voice a dark, velvety taunt. My free hand snaked around her waist, pulling her flush against me so she could feel how hard I was.
"Because Sister Freya slipped sleeping pills into your water. She wanted me all to herself... well, almost all to herself." I let out a low chuckle, my fingers still buried inside Freya, who was now whimpering softly.
"She wanted me to breed Nancy... and Suzy. Both of them. All night." My lips brushed Emily's ear, my breath hot. "They seduced me, Emily. Took turns riding my cock, sucking me dry... but no matter how much they begged, I still had plenty left for you."
Emily's breath hitched, her eyes darting toward Freya, who was still blindfolded, her body trembling with suppressed moans. "Y-you're lying," Emily whispered, but her voice lacked conviction. "Sister wouldn't—"
My fingers were still buried inside her, slowly fucking her as she squirmed, her body trembling with a mix of fury and desperate need. "Sister Freya," I taunted, my voice a low, velvety growl, "why are you sounding so jealous?" I curled my fingers deeper, making her gasp, her hips jerking involuntarily. "Wasn't it you who put sleeping pills in Emily's drink? Who begged Suzy and Nancy to take my cum in their wombs?"
Freya's breath hitched, her body tensing as my words struck home. "Y-you asshole!" she snapped, but her voice lacked its usual fire, her hips still rolling against my fingers despite her protests. "I—I only did it because you wouldn't stop thinking about them!" Her voice cracked, her body betraying her as a shudder ran through her. "You wanted to make them pregnant, so I ah!—I gave them to you!"
Emily's eyes widened, her hand flying to her mouth as the reality of Freya's betrayal sank in. "N-Nancy..." she stammered, her voice trembling with shock and something darker—something hungry. "Is she... is she really here?"
I pulled my fingers out of Freya with a wet pop, the sound obscene in the heavy silence. My smirk deepened as I turned slightly, my voice carrying just enough to tease Freya's already frayed nerves. "Nancy," I called out, my tone dripping with amusement, "you're here, aren't you?"
But my gaze was locked on Emily.
She caught my meaning instantly, her lips parting slightly as she realized what I was asking of her. A slow, wicked smile curled her lips, and she stepped forward, her voice dropping into a low, sultry purr.
"Mmm, I am here, Jack," Emily murmured, her voice a poor imitation of Nancy's usual sultry tone. "And I've been waiting for this all night."
Freya's head snapped toward the sound, her blindfolded face twisting in confusion. "Nancy...?" she breathed, her body tensing beneath my touch. Then, her brows furrowed. "What... what happened to your voice?"
Emily didn't miss a beat. A slow, wicked smirk played on her lips as she deepened her voice further, roughening it with a raspy edge. "Hmm... Sister Freya," she teased, her fingers trailing lower, dipping between her thighs as she sauntered closer, "don't you remember...?"
Her voice dropped to a throaty whisper, "Last night... how loud Jack made me scream?" She let out a soft, breathy moan, her voice cracking just enough to sell the lie. "My throat's still raw from it... hmmm."
Freya's breath hitched, her body stiffening as the pieces clicked into place. The footsteps—Emily's footsteps—echoed in the room, but the realization only made her pulse quicken, her pussy clenching around nothing as her mind raced.
"Y-you bastard," she whispered, her voice trembling, but not with anger. No, it was thick with something far more intoxicating—anticipation. Her body betrayed her, her hips shifting restlessly, her thighs parting just a little wider. "You actually called her—"
I didn't answer. I didn't need to. The way Freya's breath hitched, the way her back arched just slightly, offering herself up—it said everything. Emily's fingers brushed against Freya's trembling skin, and the game was on.
Emily stood over her, her fingers tracing slow, deliberate circles over Freya's trembling body, her eyes dark with a hunger that went beyond mere revenge. There was something predatory in the way she moved, something that made Freya's breath hitch in anticipation.
"Look at you, Sister Freya," Emily purred, her voice a deep, throaty growl, her fingers finally dipping lower to tease the puffy, sensitive lips of Freya's pussy. "So fucking swollen... so desperate..." Her fingertips pressed against Freya's clit, drawing a sharp, broken gasp from her. "I bet Jack's been dying to fuck this sloppy cunt again, hasn't he? "
Freya's body jerked, a whimper tearing from her throat as Emily's fingers traced the slick, swollen folds of her pussy. "Aaaah—! N-Nancy, stop!" she gasped, her hips twitching uselessly, her body already betraying her. "It's—it's too sensitive—! I just came—!"
Emily let out a dark, amused chuckle, her fingers pressing harder, circling Freya's clit with cruel precision. "Oh, I know," she murmured, her voice dripping with mock sympathy. "That's why the whole fucking bed is drenched, isn't it?" Her other hand slid down her own body, her fingers finding her own soaked pussy, rubbing slow, deliberate circles over her clit.
"Jack destroyed you... made you squirt like a fucking fire hydrant..." Her fingers pressed deeper into Freya's folds, making her whimper. "I can feel how ruined you are..."
Freya's breath hitched, her body arching as Emily's fingers teased her mercilessly. "D-don't—! Ah!—don't tease my clit—!" she begged, her voice trembling, but her hips were already rolling, her body craving the touch she was trying to deny.
Emily leaned in closer, her lips brushing Freya's ear as her fingers continued their torment. "You know I'm a lesbian, Sister," she whispered, her voice a dark, velvety taunt. "You know how much I love pussy..." Her fingers slid lower, pressing against Freya's entrance, making her gasp.
"And yours? Fuck, Sister Freya... it's begging to be licked..." Her own fingers worked faster between her legs, her breath hitching as she ground out, "I want to rub my soaked cunt against yours... feel how hot you are for me... how needy..."
That was the final straw.
With a growl, I reached out and smacked Emily's ass—hard. The sharp crack echoed through the room, and Emily yelped, her body jolting forward as I grabbed her hips and lifted her. "You want her pussy, Nancy?" I snarled, my voice rough with lust. "Then fucking take it."
I lowered her down, pressing their pussies together with a wet, obscene squelch. Freya let out a choked scream as Emily's soaked folds ground against hers, their clits pressing together, the friction sending sparks of pleasure through both of them.
"Fuck—! Ah!—Nancy!" Freya cried, her fingers clawing at the sheets, her body trembling as Emily's pussy rubbed against hers, their juices mixing, dripping down Freya's ass.
"Oh, god," Emily moaned, her voice breaking as she ground down harder, her clit dragging against Freya's. "Your cunt is so fucking hot, Sister..."
I couldn't take it anymore.
I grabbed my cock, already throbbing, veins pulsing, pre-cum dripping from the tip. With a growl, I pressed it between their pussies, the slick heat of their bodies enveloping me. "You sluts," I growled, my voice rough with dominance. "Both of you... fucking whores..."
I thrust hard, burying myself inside Emily first. Her tight, dripping cunt clenched around me, her walls milking my cock as I fucked her with brutal strokes. "Ah! Fuck—! Jack!" she screamed, her body shuddering as I pounded into her, her pussy gushing around me.
Then I pulled out, my cock glistening with her juices, and slammed into Freya's asshole.
"AAAAH—! FUCK!" Freya shrieked, her body jolting as I tore into her tight, virgin hole. Her ass clenched around me, resisting at first, but I didn't stop—I fucked her through it, my cock stretching her open, her screams filling the room. "It's—too big! Jack, it hurts—! Ah!—Fuck!" she sobbed, but her body betrayed her, her asshole clenching around me, her pussy dripping with arousal.
"You love it," I snarled, my grip on their hips bruising as I set a punishing rhythm—Emily, then Freya, then Emily again. My cock pistoned between them, their moans and screams blending into a symphony of filth. "Both of you... fucking sluts... taking my cock like the whores you are..."
"I—I can't—! Ah!—Jack!" Emily cried, her pussy gushing as another orgasm crashed over her, her juices dripping down Freya's thighs. "Your cock is too much—! It's—ah!—it's hitting my cervix!)
"Fuck—! Jack!" Freya sobbed, her asshole burning as I fucked her raw. "You're tearing me apart—! Ah!—Fuck! I can feel it! I can feel your cum leaking out of my ass!"
I didn't stop.
I couldn't stop.
My balls drew up, my cock throbbing as I buried myself deep in Freya's asshole one final time. "Take it," I growled, my voice a guttural snarl. "Take my fucking cum, you slut."
With a roar, I came, my release flooding Freya's asshole, filling her so deep she screamed, her body convulsing as her own orgasm ripped through her. "AAAAH—! JACK! I'M COMING—! FUCK!" she shrieked, her asshole milking every last drop from me, her pussy squirting onto the bed beneath her.
Emily didn't stop.
Emily's body convulsed violently as her orgasm crashed over her, her pussy clenching around nothing as a torrent of hot, sticky squirt erupted from her. "FUCK—! FUCK—!" she screamed, her voice raw and broken, her thighs trembling as she lifted herself up, her hands slamming onto the bed for support. She crawled forward, her pussy gushing, a relentless stream of her release spraying directly onto Freya's blindfolded face.
"Ngh—! Ah—!" Freya gasped, her body jolting as the warm, thick liquid drenched her, soaking through the fabric of the blindfold, dripping down her cheeks, her lips, her chin. She reached up, her fingers trembling as she tore the blindfold off—
And all she saw was pussy.
Emily's soaked, throbbing cunt was right there, inches from her face, still pulsing with aftershocks, her juices dripping onto Freya's lips. Freya's breath hitched, her tongue darting out instinctively, licking up the salty, musky taste of her sister's release. "Mmm—" she moaned, her body betraying her as she leaned in, her lips parting, her tongue lapping at Emily's pussy like a starving woman.
"That's it, Sister Freya," Emily growled, her voice a dark, velvety snarl. "Lick me clean." She pressed her hips forward, grinding her pussy against Freya's mouth, her fingers tangling in Freya's hair, forcing her deeper. "Taste how wet you made me... how fucking desperate I am for you..."
Freya's moans vibrated against Emily's pussy, her tongue swirling over her clit, her lips sealing around her folds as she drank her in. "Mmm—so good—" she whimpered, her body trembling, her own pussy aching with need.
Emily's breath hitched, her hips jerking as another wave of pleasure crashed over her. "Fuck—! Sister Freya—!" she cried, her voice breaking. "You love this, don't you? Licking your sister's pussy... drinking her cum like a good little slut..."
Freya's eyes were still blurred, her vision swimming as she pulled back just enough to gasp, "Y-you—! Emily—!" But before she could say another word, Emily shoved her pussy back against Freya's mouth, her thighs clamping around her head.
"Take it all," Emily snarled, her voice rough with dominance. "I'm gonna squirt down your throat, Sister... and you're gonna swallow every fucking drop."
Freya's eyes finally focused—
And widened.
Because now she saw it.
Emily's face.
Her sister's face, twisted in ecstasy, her lips parted, her eyes burning with lust as she forced Freya to drink from her.
"Ngh—! Mmm—!" Freya moaned, but she didn't pull away. No—she leaned in, her tongue pressing deeper, her lips sealing around Emily's pussy as another torrent of squirt gushed into her mouth.
"That's it—" Emily gasped, her fingers tightening in Freya's hair, her hips bucking as she flooded her sister's mouth. "Drink my cum, Sister Freya... drink your sister's cum..."