I lift up and spit it up to her face, splashing across her flushed red cheeks and into her pretty hair. Then I ram my cock into her still-cumming pussy, just to feel it spasming and contracting through its orgasm. I thrust in and out hard, bottoming out in her loosened, drenched cunt. I hear little smothered squeaks of agony from little Ella beneath us, beneath the violent thrusting motion on top of her.
Grace desperately tries to push me out, to turn away, to let her sensitive pussy take a break. I don’t allow it, thrusting several more times, wrangling her and holding her steady. Not wanting to cum yet, but on the verge, I pull out and grab the black dildo again. I slam it straight into her hole and flip it on. She shakes and thrashes, needing to get it out at all costs.
Ella is seriously in danger under her bucking mother, so I carefully lift both of their sweaty shaking bodies up and get Grace on the bottom. It’s a struggle, fighting with their dead weight plus Grace’s violent convulsing. But I finally get Grace facedown. Her arms flat out above her head on the floor. Her face resting sideways on the floor. Her chest down flat as well. Her hips struggle to splay straight out in a frog-leg pose like Ella’s did, so I grab a pillow from the couch to put under the lower belly, propping her hips up a bit. Her knees dig down into the carpet, uncomfortable but stable. Her calves still tightly strapped to her thighs, her feet stick up off the floor.
Ella can finally breathe, but she’s in a whole new predicament. Her arms are straight above her with Grace’s, her head rests right on top of her mother’s. She lies flat back to back on Grace, but since her mom’s hips are propped up a bit, Ella’s crotch slopes upward. Her pussy facing up at me nicely. Her little ruby gem butt plug clear as day. Since her mom takes more of the slack on the thigh ropes, poor Ella’s thighs are spread open to the max, complete splits outward. Her calves still strapped tightly to her thighs, keeping her bent at the knees. Her knees practically pointing up to her armpits. Her cute little feet in the air. My dick is a rock. I can’t wait.
I crouch down low over them, Ella’s angle looks so perfect for thrusting down into. Her little pussy is sopping, her lips poking out way more than usual, little hole slightly gaped open from all the intense stimulation. I stick my thumb into her cunt, wiggling around, enjoying her insides, but mostly getting a good grip on her, the rest of my hand able to hold her pubic mound and lower belly securely. With my other hand, I reach down and grab the little ruby red gem peeking up at me, stuffed in her little asshole. I pull, but she sucks on it hard. It’s so wet my fingers slip off a few times. I wiggle and twist, and Ella comes back to life, moaning and squeaking, her puppy dog hazel eyes staring up at me in horror.
I kneel down, pull my thumb out of her pussy and replace it with my face, my entire mouth engulfing her wet cunt. I drive my tongue in to taste every inch of her from the inside. Sour and thick with her fluids. All while I continue to twist and pull at her butt plug beneath my chin.
Finally it starts to pull, her sphincter releasing it. I lean back to watch, then pull hard. It pops out with a loud PLICK sound followed by the cutest little squeak of a fart sound, but no smell, perfectly clean. Just a beautifully crude gaping hole where the bigger of the two butt plugs stretched her tiny asshole into submission. The skin brown, smooth, hairless, and slick with lube still.
I don’t hesitate, hurrying before it starts to close, I crouch over Ella’s spread crotch and plunge my cock into her anus. Her eyes go wide and stare up at the ceiling in utter shock. Her pussy clenches and gapes over and over as her muscles gently flex in confusion and pleasure. And the feeling is so incredible. The tightest thing I’ve ever stuck my dick into, well Kadir’s dick too probably. The tightest squeeze from all sides, barely fitting, almost painful at first until she quickly accepts me. Further in, she opens up more, the small ring of her sphincter the main pressure on my cock.
I sigh, holding here for a moment. Then I pull back halfway and slide in again, bottoming out, her asscheeks squishing softly against my pubes. Ella gasps and coughs cutely, her sphincter tightening on my shaft with a powerful grip. Then she loosens and I slowly start sliding in and out repeatedly.
Then I pull all the way out to let my cock POP out of her hole. She squeals, a mix of pain and unintentional excitement. Her hole winks at me then starts to close, so I push back into her quickly. That intense squeeze again. I growl and lean down onto her, my hands down on the carpet on either side of the girls, my face ravaging everything in sight.
I kiss and slobber all over her sweet little face. She whimpers underneath her daddy’s full weight as her asshole is pummeled hard. The wreath around her and her mom’s necks is prickly on my neck, spurring me on like some crazed animal. I breathe into Ella’s hair and neck, smothering her from above, inhaling her girly scent, her sweat mixed with some lingering feminine soaps. I lick her ear and temple, driving my cock into her asshole over and over. I slide over and stick my face into her little armpit. Barely a sour smell despite her dripping sweat. I lick and suck, making her feel as exposed and used as possible. A good little daughter, ripe for the taking.
I move to her tiny tits, peeking through ribbons and garland and Christmas lights wrapped around her. I nibble and suck roughly, devouring her salty flesh. Her nipples getting red and puffy. Her dusky dark areolas, a bit big for her tit size, I flick and swirl my tongue around them. I taste her spit, and notice how much she had drooled all down her front from all the face-fucking, her mouth always gaped open from her ring gag. The grossness makes me a ravenous beast.
I get back into a standing crouch, and hold her tightly by a handful of ribbons and garland and lights around her belly, a nice handle for thrusting deeper. My other hand slides and rubs over her sopping cunt looking up at me. It makes sticky fapping sounds as I rub and rub, still hammering into her rectum, my hips smacking her little buttcheeks. My balls lightly brush on the top of Grace’s ass underneath her. Ella moans and squeaks “AH AH AH” with each thrust, her eyes hazily crossed staring up at nothing in particular, mouth forced open, drooling.
Then I plunge a thumb into her slippery pussy again and dig around, hooking and pulling up, clamping hard, painful. One more thrust in her ass and she’s over the edge. Her voice completely stops, breath catching, face going flushed and strained. I pump away, not stopping, and she lets out a wail. Her pussy pushes and clenches at my thumb, a little wet gush around it inside her. I thrust more and she starts wiggling, needing me out of her, needing a rest from the intense orgasm. I finally pull out of her after way too long, her ass making a slight plop sound as I exit. I let go of her as she breathes heavily, finally given a break. Her asshole begins closing, but I reach down and pick up her butt plug, forcing it back in with a pop. She gasps and sobs, a bit of pleasure mixed with her anguish.
I suddenly notice how much Grace is panting, crushed underneath her daughter. The vibrator still shoved all the way in her pussy, her hips pointing up just enough to keep it in place, the woman too weak to clench and push it out. Or maybe she doesn’t want to, I smile to myself.
I look at her sexy position again. Smashed back to back under her daughter. In a sort of doggy position, her butt pointing up at me, pillow under her belly to prop her up. Pussy stuffed with a black vibrator whizzing away, butthole stuffed with an emerald green gem. Her arms fully stretched above her head, laying flat on the floor from tits up. Face on its side in the carpet, moaning, her eyes shut tight. Her knees digging straight down into the carpet, legs spread nicely, calves tied to thighs, feet pointing up. Her classy little toenails painted white for the holidays. Her whole body wrapped in lights and tree decorations, wreath binding her neck to Ella’s, a Santa hat on her sexy head. Her whole body glistening with sweat after roasting by the fireplace.
I tease her, pushing with my foot gently at the base of the dildo stuffed in her. She wails, her voice raspy… And she cums, moaning and grunting like an animal, noises she would never make willingly. “Fuck, babe, you were that close to cumming?” I laugh and kneel down low, watching her pussy drizzle a foamy liquid around the still-vibrating dildo stuffed inside her. It almost makes a sizzling sound, the fluid vibrating so hard, flesh slapping so rapidly. I push and prod at the base of the vibrator some more, teasing her, torturing her through her intense orgasm. She clenches and the dildo slides out at me fast, finally pushed out by her exhausted cunthole. It falls to the carpet. She pants and wheezes, trying to catch her breath, needing a reprieve. I get up, grab the duct tape, returning to the black dildo whirring on the floor. I pick it up, slam it back in her without warning. She inhales sharply and then screams. “Shhhh! Don’t wake the baby!” I tape her sloppy pussy shut to keep the dildo in her.
I sit down Indian style, legs crossed, face down low at Grace’s crotch. I grab hold of her emerald gem sticking out of her ass. I start wiggling it, while casually playing with my cock in my lap with the other hand. I feel like a kid playing with a new toy under the tree at Christmas. Every so often giving kisses on Ella’s little dusky asscheeks right above her mom, licking at Grace’s salty inner thigh. Twisting and playing around with her emerald butt plug. Tormenting her, trying to get different sounds out of her as she moans helplessly, vibrator humming away under my hand. I move along to the rhythm of the music playing softly throughout the room, instrumental “O Come All Ye Faithful”, trying to get Grace’s voice to sing along to it.
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