Brie could feel her insides warming from the bath of hot cum she was receiving. That, along with her daddy’s invading spear and Ivy on her clit, caused Brie, too, to tumble off the cliff of sanity into orgasmic bliss.
Her eyes snapped shut and her insides contracted, pulling her vaginal walls tightly against the skin of her father’s cock, even as it pulsed ever larger. The little girl’s legs shook and flailed over her daddy’s thighs as each subsequent blast of his cum jolted all the more pleasure out of her. Her skinny body writhed, tossing her head weakly this way and that. If Warrick’s cock hadn’t been prodded all the way up in her, she likely would have slid off and onto the floor for all her lack of muscle control. Instead, she hung limply like a puppet atop her dad’s lap, his cock supporting her body.
Warrick’s strained groans indicated that he continued to cum, shooting extensive jets of his semen, far longer than was normal.
“Jesus, Hazel, how much cum does he have in those balls? I’ve never seen him shoot for that long before.”
“Me either,” Hazel answered with equal wonder. “It’s something Brie brings out of him.”
Ivy continued goading him on. “Fill up your baby girl, Warrick. Fill her little cunny to the brim with your cum.”
“Fuck, Ivy,” Warrick rasped, as his orgasm finally subsided and he regained the ability to speak, “you’re so kinky.”
“You’re the one with your cock buried deep inside your daughter’s cunt,” she laughed. Warrick liked that she was laughing.
Brie, too, returned to reality. “Daddy, my pussy is sore now,” she whined.
“Here, let’s get you off of there,” Ivy said, helping Warrick to lift the small girl up off his lap. As her father’s cock exited her cunny, a thick rope of his cum connected the two while he placed Brie next to him on the couch. It draped from his cockhead and down over his thigh, before it stretched its way back up toward Brie’s pussy.
Brie slid herself to the edge of the couch so that the cum didn’t drip into the upholstery, and in the process, she pressed her dripping vagina out toward Ivy.
Ivy was fascinated. “Brie, I love your little pussy. It’s so adorable. It’s a nice, tight little package.”
Hazel encouraged her, “Go ahead and get a closer look, if you want.”
Ivy kneeled in front of the girl and moved her hand toward the viscous strand of Warrick’s cum, slowly drooping out of her and onto the floor. She collected as much of the dangling jizz as possible into her hand, then, meeting Brie’s eyes, lewdly licked it off in front of her. “Your daddy has some of the tastiest cum on the planet.”
Brie nodded knowingly and Ivy held up her hand to the young girl. Brie timidly reached her tongue out and licked from the pool that remained in the woman’s palm. Ivy whispered, “That’s so fucking hot. You want more of your daddy’s cum, baby?”
With big, pleading eyes, Brie nodded again.
Ivy dug her fingers into Brie’s pussy. Brie closed her eyes and mewled as Ivy fished around inside her, coaxing more of her father’s load free. The woman lifted her cum-dripping fingers to Brie’s mouth and Brie took them in, several at a time. She was wanton, and the gooey cum she couldn’t catch smeared across her cheeks and dripped down her chin.
Then Ivy winked and said, “I want more, too,” and she ducked her head between Brie’s legs, wasting no time in delving her tongue between Brie’s succulent labia.
Brie gasped as her babysitter lapped away at her slit. She reached down with both of her hands to pull her tiny opening wider for her friend. Her clit was still stiff and sensitive from her last orgasm, and she fingered it while Ivy worked her leaking opening. Soon, Ivy licked her way upwards toward the top of Brie’s crack and replaced the girl’s little fingers with her swirling tongue.
Brie closed her eyes and moaned as Ivy’s tongue bathed her clit, feeling the urgency of another orgasm quickly building. Her head swam with everything she had seen and done that day: hearing her best friend’s lurid story with her sister, seeing her young mother having sex for a grade, being caught with her dad’s cock inside her, and now feeling Ivy’s oral ministrations, too. She wasn’t sure just how her life had become so exciting, but more and more she was grateful for everything she had gone through.
She felt Ivy pause briefly and heard her coo suddenly and the little girl’s eyes snapped open. Brie watched her dad kneel behind Ivy and reach below to undo her jean shorts. She could see his cock was swelling large again. He then tugged the woman’s shorts down her hips as far as he could go without making Ivy stop her licking to get up and take them off. “No panties,” he observed. “Does anyone wear them anymore?”
Ivy just giggled, but Hazel chimed in and said, “I’m wearing panties today.”
“What are you waiting for?” Warrick asked, eyes glued to Ivy’s round ass.
“I’m content to watch… and record, for now.”
Everybody’s heads jerked to look at the elder Nova. Her phone was out and she was recording the steady stream of pornography being enacted before her.
“Jesus, Hazel,” Ivy blushed, suddenly aware of her predicament, bridging between a father and his school-aged daughter. “What’s that for?”
“Mostly for me,” Hazel smirked. She then looked Ivy in the eyes. “But also insurance, in case you feel guilty later and feel like getting us in trouble.”
Ivy swallowed, realizing she was in deep. There was no backing out if her conscience ever managed to regain control. But then a wicked smile spread across her face. “Send me a copy after we’re done.”
Hazel winked, “I’d be happy to.”
Warrick, knowing that his family’s depravity would be available to watch later, was rock hard once again and lined his cock up with Ivy’s exposed slit. Her engorged labia shone with slickness. He entered her slowly, watching his shaft disappear, savoring the feeling of the woman’s warm, familiar folds. Once he was all the way in, he started to thrust against her.
Only then did he look up to see his daughter gazing curiously at him. She was watching him fucking a woman who was not her mother and that knowledge made his chest tight. He was sure she knew a little bit about what they did when they invited Ivy over for late night romps, but up until that point, his young daughter had never seen any of the adult action with her own eyes. She’d never even seen him with her mother, yet here he was now, slamming in and out of Ivy in plain view. Bit by bit, day by day, his young daughter’s innocence was being drained away, along with every new flood of cum, and she was taking it like a champ. “Good girl, Brie. Just relax and let Ivy take care of your little pussy, okay?” It turned him on to have his little girl watching him.
Brie, too, was getting more aroused by watching her father’s movements. It was the first time she was able to watch anyone having sex up close. She had seen Elsie getting fucked by Oliver the previous day, but at the time, she was more focused on servicing Hunter and getting his cum. Now, having recently achieved an orgasm, she was more lucid and able to observe and enjoy the show her father and Ivy were putting on directly in front of her. The small girl could even feel his movements. His powerful strokes against Ivy brought her mouth crashing into Brie’s young pussy with every thrust.
Together, father and daughter gazed into each others’ eyes as they coupled through their surrogate. Brie’s face twisted with the building pleasure and a moan escaped.
Warrick spoke, not looking away from Brie’s small, smooth body. “That’s it, Ivy, eat my cum out of my baby girl’s pussy. I’ve marked her with it. I’ve filled my daughter’s pussy with my own cum. I was her first and Brie will always be mine now.”
Ivy groaned into Brie’s pussy and then came up for air. “Fuck, Brie, your sloppy little cunt tastes so sweet. And your daddy’s cum makes for a delicious filling.” She craned her neck toward Warrick, her mouth glistening with his daughter’s juices. “I love tasting you and your little girl at the same time.”
Warrick reached out and pushed Ivy’s face back down between Brie’s legs. “Lick it all up, baby. That’s my baby’s cunny. Don’t let it go to waste.”
Ivy licked for a while more, slurping and sucking noisily and drooling all over Brie’s snatch. Brie huffed and moaned as Ivy worked her over with her tongue. Soon, Ivy pushed herself up from Brie’s split. She grasped the ends of her tee-shirt and said, “I need this off of me.” Her breasts spilled out and Brie’s eyes went wide, taking in the sight of the topless family friend.
Warrick said, “Time for these to come off, too,” and flipped the woman around onto her back, tugging her shoes off and yanking her jeans the rest of the way down her legs. Ivy giggled and gasped, suddenly naked on the floor of the den. Warrick kneeled again and pulled the woman up and onto his lap, spearing his cock back into her.
Brie fingered herself, keeping her orgasm climbing within her while she watched her father rhythmically fuck Ivy in front of her and her mother. The woman’s breasts bounced with each thrust and she continued her stream of dirty talk: “Your cum is dripping off my tongue, baby, and my belly is full of your daughter’s juices, too. You’re such a naughty Daddy for letting me do such disgusting things to her. That’s it, Daddy, make me cum while I think about eating your baby girl’s little pussy.
Brie blushed at being the subject of Ivy’s lewd commentary and glanced toward her mother to see if she would do or say anything about it. Instead, she noticed that Hazel was aiming her phone straight at her husband as he cheated on her with another woman, recording every word.
Warrick dug his fingers into Ivy’s hips and moaned, “You’re an irredeemable slut, Ivy. You think you’re so pure, but how long did it take you to get on your knees for a school girl?”
Ivy thrashed her head back wantonly and noticed Brie watching them. “Your daddy’s right, Brie. I’m a slut for your school girl pussy. Come down here, baby. I’m not done with you yet.”
Brie’s chest heaved and she slipped off the sofa. She approached Ivy and began to sit next to her, but Ivy said, “Stand over my face and sit down.” Brie straddled the woman’s head, facing her father, and crouched, lowering her tiny pussy for a reunion with Ivy’s mouth. As her young pussy lips parted, she felt her moisture dripping out of her. She heard Ivy groan as viscous beads of fluid, mixed with more of her daddy’s copious sperm, dripped freely from her opening and into the woman’s mouth.
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