by Writing Shark
Brother, sister, sister and sister
Millie is tight. Really tight. You never thought of her that way. To you she was always the holy princess and the meaning of your life, the path laid out. But since the last time at the lake, since your princess saved your life’s path, you don’t have to think of her as a sacred treasure to guard either. Of course, she is still your princess, precious and worth protecting. But damn she is tight. And of course Millie doesn’t know how good it feels for you to feel every inch of your cock covered by her warm, wet cunt. She may have saved you but you save her too. She looks at you from round googly eyes while her body bobs slightly under your thrusts and she guides her fingers to her mouth. She still can’t believe you are making love to her, it’s still a miracle and you are so in love with her. She sees it in your eyes, no words needed, Millie sees your feelings… and she smiles. She understands you, feels you inside her, lets you into her, her big… boyfriend.
“You feel so good princess” you moan, fighting not to close your eyes. Millie says nothing, sinking into your eyes and the feel of your skin on hers. She sniffs your scent and smiles, her features tense. You know her and you know how much she wants to moan but she wants to be the good girl for you. “Tell me how it feels” you say firmly as you thrust slowly and rhythmically into her. Sometimes you feel her cervix against the tip of your cock and feel as manly as can be.
“You feel so good inside me” Millie whispers, pressing her lips together.
“Do I feel fucking good?” you ask, grinning. Millie nods her head vigorously.
“Mmhm…” You giggle.
“Shit she’s cute…” also giggles Megan next to you she circles her clit with two fingers. She doesn’t want to wait, maybe she can’t even. Why should she? You’re not satisfied with just one orgasm for each of the girls anyway. While Megan has placed her bare bottom on a pillow, Maureen has taken a seat at the edge of the bed, still trying to deal with the situation while absentmindedly rubbing herself as well but at a slower pace. Her back is turned to the action and she looks at you out of the corner of her eye.
“Come here,” you say to her, beckoning her toward you and Millie. Maureen hums in agreement and drops onto her back first. Her perfect breasts move with her movements as the oldest Lynchwood rolls around and then crawls toward you on all fours. She knows how this affects you and swings her ass from side to side, highlighting the spot where her butt cheeks meet, an inviting target for you. Millie notices how you twitch inside her and raises her pelvis slightly to meet the pleasurable pressure deep inside her. She giggles.
“I felt that” she whispers, nibbling on her fingertips. You turn your attention back to her.
“Say it” you order and Millie needs a bit to process your words. She strains and then understands. “Say how fucking good I feel inside you.”
“Totally good,” she grins, blushing. “Like… fucking good.” She laughs as you kiss her on the mouth, but then tears up as you sink deeper inside her.
“My girlfriend gets to say naughty words when she’s horny.” Millie just nods and smiles between her fingers. “That’s what lovers do in a relationship.”
“Finn…” As you feel the older one’s body against your side and her lips cover your shoulders with burning kisses, you grow serious for a moment. “I’ll never do that to you again” you say to Millie “I had to say that, but fuck…” Maureen takes your head, spins it around and kisses you deeply. Her tongue is more demanding than yours, she wants to feel you inside her too.
“We know that Finn,” Megan says surprisingly calmly for having her fingers inside her. “You’re our boyfriend.” Maureen releases you from her kiss and catches her breath along with you as you make your princes’ body squirm with pleasure beneath you. Her hands drop to the pillows beside her and now it is she who is closing her eyes. You’ve always been able to guide Millie into a special world and you enjoy seeing her like this. Besides, you have something else going on. Not only Millie gets a present from you. You lift yourself up, grab the legs of your princess, press them on her body and take her in a tight pleasurable pincer. Then you put your hand first on the cheek of Maureen and then let your fingers wander along her body over her back to her bottom. Your fingers dig into her flesh and hold her tight. Full of anticipation, she gasps as you spin her around, then glances over her shoulder at you as you twist your body and push your face between her wide spread thighs. This time it’s a different gasp you produce in Maureen and it sounds good as she makes noises you usually only know from Millie and the McKinleys. Her fingers dig deep into the sheets as you run your tongue over her labia. Maureen is wet enough to penetrate her immediately but your tongue literally makes her leak. And you haven’t even penetrated her yet. With one hand you support yourself, controlling the pace and depth with which you penetrate Millie who has the most beautiful dreams about you, with the other hand you hold Maureen tight, clawing into her to keep her with you while she breathes wildly.
“Fuck Finn… Fuck… I can’t take… this… come on… please…” You lick through her folds once more, lightly pushing between them. Maureen is already wide open, ready to swallow your rod with all the power she can muster, but nothing happens. She shivers as you give her a small climax and you grin as you pull back your tongue and kiss her on one buttock. Your smacking makes her moan. But then you bite her gently on the other half of her butt and she shrieks softly, her hand pressed to her mouth so as not to drown out the music in the room that neither of you can hear. Then the oldest in the room laughs almost hysterically and looks at you in love while you rest your chin on her butt. “Shit what was that about?” she wants to know laughing.
“Megan,” you say, not taking your eyes off Maureen. There is no response. “Megan!” Your wombat shakes her head and comes out of the trance that has gripped her as you play.
“Huh?” she says and you have to grin. Your eyes move to Megan who groans as your stares meet.
“Mom told you not to say ‘huh’. Say ‘excuse me’.”
“Fuck…” comes only as a reply, then a laugh from her as well. The bad mood is forgotten. “You’re mean.”
“Tell Maureen what happened.”
“Never mind…” hums the middle Lynchwood. “You’re here. That’s all that matters.”
“Shit you’re good,” you say.
“Shit…” whispers Millie below you in her dream world. You lean down to her and give her a chaste kiss on the lips, nothing compared to your cock in her tight cunt.
“Finally” you giggle and stroke her hair out of her face. Then you look to the side again.
“Do what I tell you or I’ll fuck you in the ass when I’m done with my girlfriend” you threaten and Megan tears her eyes open. Such behavior is new from you but you can also be a demanding, bossy boyfriend who takes what he wants. And everyone in here knows what you give for that.
“Maybe that’s what I want,” Megan grins cheekily, helping you not to feel guilty. She confirms that everyone here is on your side. “You deserve to have me. No one else deserves it more.” She spreads her legs and pulls her labia wide apart. Megan is already dripping on the sheet, too. “This. This is all yours. Because I love my boyfriend. I love my boyfriend and his plans to make us so happy. I love the harem he has created for us. I love the happiness he gives me and everyone I care about so much. And I love his fucking monster cock that fucks me into nirvana.” You have to giggle so hard you almost collapse on top of Millie and have to take your second hand from Maureen to keep from falling over.
“That still won’t save you from an ass fuck if you don’t do what I want you to do and tell Maureen what happened.”
“Ass fuck…” gasps Millie from under you, “Finn I… may I…”
“Come for me princess” you say and everyone’s attention turns to the girl below you who wakes up from her dream. A powerful orgasm builds inside her and you thrust into her faster, being a little rougher. “I want to make my girlfriend come. Come for me Millie.”
“Fuck!” moans the girl beneath you, and you feel powerful. “Fuck Finn! I’m cumming… I’m cumming for you… Your princess is cumming for… you… Fuck! Shiiii…” Then it’s time. Millie presses her eyes shut, contorts her face in that perfect painful moment, then comes the release. She trembles, pressing her body against you, her legs pressing down on her body, kicking as hard as they can in your embrace while her little arms wrap around you. She is so strong in moments like this. You wait a little longer, thrusting into her until you’re sure she’s past the waves of her climax. Then you rise up and feel her feet sliding down your chest. You grab them, her ankles are all white while the back of her feet are flooded with blood that makes her skin glow. Her little toes uncurl after the heights you fucked them to. Your lips gently land on the top of her foot, move down and tickle the tips of her toes making Millie gurgle happily. Then you kiss her toes which first relax under your touch, then tense with pleasure. You kiss her foot back up over her dainty ankle to her shins and knees.
“What are you doing” Millie giggles, but hums through your touches like a contented bee.
“Everything about you is beautiful princess. The only thing I like better than fucking you is making love to you. But I also want you to know that I love everything else about my girlfriend.”
“Okay…” she just goes, turning bright red but moving her toes in the aftermath of your kisses. “Okay.” Then she sinks back into the sheets.
“Mmmh Finn…” mumbles Maureen, steering you back to her. “Sorry… but… I really don’t want to play the wicked witch… but…” She sticks her butt out at you again and this time Megan doesn’t need a command.
“I would do anything for you” she says reverently as your tongue drills deep into Maureen and your hand moves under your chin to her clit. While Maureen moans and lies down on the pillows of her breasts, you give her two orgasms that are so strong and come so quickly that you can’t be sure she’s hearing everything Megan is telling her. Maureen has the most experience with sex of all of you, but you seem to put her brain on autopilot as you lick through her pussy and run your tongue up and down to her clit. She just moans out incoherent words that somehow confirm that she knows Megan is talking to her. But she doesn’t care about her mother now. None of you care about your mother now. Only you matter.
Or maybe it’s because of you that Megan can’t get her story straight. While Millie is still lying under you, her slender fingers grasping your organ that makes her so happy, you pull Megan from her sitting position with her upper body towards you. Her breasts hang bobbing and jiggling above the face of Millie while your wombat feels the taste of Maureen on your tongue. Yeah, the story really doesn’t matter, your wombat’s mouth is just too inviting and so she only manages to incoherently report what’s been going on with your mum downstairs. Then Megan squeals and your lips part. You look at her questioningly and amused.
“Millie…” is all she says, “My… breast…” Your princess is sucking on one of her nipples with pleasure while holding her breast with one hand while you slide your tongue between her lips again and make Megan whimper.
“Okay” Maureen says a few minutes later. She hasn’t quite made it to a third climax, mainly because you only have one hand left to help, the other propping your body over Millie and your tongue making Megan roll her eyes in a rush of hormones while rolling her tongue out of her mouth. Finally, you all sit around each other, breathing heavily, disheveled hair and drying moisture around the corners of your mouth as well as with Millie. “I didn’t catch anything. Sorry.” She looks at you apologetically but her eyes also keep darting between your thighs.
“Never mind,” you shrug. “I’m just getting the most important point across right now.” No one needs to repeat it, and you and your girlfriends are too charged up to talk much anymore anyway. You look at the three naked bodies around you, then look into the three faces. Love and lust in equal parts. Affection and trust. And anticipation of the future. You nod your head toward the edge of the bed. “Come on,” you demand, “line up. Old to young.” Millie and Megan giggle and hurry up.
“Oh boy,” Maureen pouts.
“Well come on” Megan laughs kindly. “You’re the most experienced of all of us. I’m glad to have you by my side.” It would be a touching scene were you not distracted by the wet cunts of the two younger Lynchwood girls who seem to be pulling you close. Then it becomes three cunts and you can’t hold on any longer.
“Ready for your punishment?” you ask a Megan who looks at you and lets you know those words were a waste. Then her head jerks forward as you penetrate her forbidden hole. Quickly and violently you overpower your wombat with your lance deep into her ass. It’s a different tightness than Millie, more forbidden but just as intimate.
“That… hmph… is not… hah… punishit… punishment…” Gasps Megan which only accelerates your thrusts.
“I’ve always wanted a girlfriend… ha… who… is as complex… as you Megan…” You gasp too, feeling her tension in your hips. Your balls tighten and you feel it coming soon. Too soon. “You’re so much for me.”
“Finn… fuck you are… this is so… I love you…” You stop thrusting into the body in front of you, staying deep inside, feeling the warmth of her rump against your loins and watching a drop of sweat slide down her velvety skin.
“And I forbid you to ever think again that you have no place in my life,” you say firmly, moving your hips to the side. Megan follows your movements, has to, but also lets herself be led as you make it clear who she is. “You are my girlfriend and so much more than just one thing or one quality. No matter who says something against us, I want you as my girl.” You don’t have to see it but you only need one look at the lowered back of her head to know she has the same blissful feeling she had that night on the playground. “We’re meant to be together, just the way we are.”
“Yes B… Finn.” Megan understood what you were about.
“I love you.” You still had to say that. Then you move inside her again. Beside you, Maureen can’t believe it, squats on her heels and turns to the side to watch you do your magic. Millie doesn’t dare, she wants to be the good girl and stays on all fours next to Megan who can’t speak anymore. “Good pain” you explain to Millie the stammering girl who can’t even get a curse out. To calm her down, but maybe also to incite her, that remains to be seen, you push your fingers into the other two girls’ pussies. They are so wet that it runs down your hands and you have to smile. Every good deed put together that you haven’t done for your angles, all your girls, doesn’t outweigh the happiness you have with even one of them. You can’t believe it.
The three girls, your girlfriends, bob back and forth, erratically, sometimes through your cock, sometimes through your hands. Millie mimics Megan, lowering herself onto her elbows and folding her hands in silent (in the case of Megan not so silent) prayer to you and your love. Maureen has to look at you while your fingers massage her G-spot and her walls tighten around you. You gaze into each other’s eyes and you enjoy the sight of three girls, young women, all living out what you want for them. Millie gets her purpose, Megan gets her never-ending friendship. And Maureen is about to get what she wants for herself, and so are you. And you yourself? You yourself will also get what you wish for. You divide yourself, whether into three or nine parts doesn’t matter, but you are not Finn Lynchwood the young man with a harem right now. You are Finn Lynchwood the tool to the heart and happiness of three young women who kneel before you, present themselves to you, and belong to you alone.
You are not angry with your mother. She only means well. But still, at this moment the world is yours and you alone decide who has a place in it and who doesn’t and you have made your decision. As a tool, you feel good as Megan holds her breath and doesn’t exhale for a long time, experiencing a silent climax and finally slowly slipping off your cock. Her ass is gaping and red, sweaty and her pussy is not moist but wet. It is degrading and hot and you love her so much. Yes, you own the world, but the look she gives you between her tousled hair, sticky in her face, is your world. You split up, belong to each of them equally, and are the man they want. You are three men, eight, it doesn’t break you, divides you but doesn’t tear you apart. It puts you together, makes each of the parts you are special to your girls. And each of the parts feels the love of a girl. You are not less, you are more than you could ever be.
“Come here Finn my horny stud” Maureen says, not daring to say ‘boyfriend’. It’s kind of cute. She doesn’t want to steal the show from Millie and Megan, but still enjoys hearing Megan giggle while Millie slaps her hands over her mouth.
“That’s dirty,” your princess says as Maureen cleans you with her mouth without hesitation or a second thought. Her tongue glides over your swollen glans, runs along your pole to the base of your balls and then back up again. She may use different words but her eyes are just as faithful as the younger one’s and never leave your face while she feels the taste of Megan on her tongue. Your wombat takes your princess and pulls her back to her breast as she did back then, sliding her fingers between her thighs. The two girls look at you.
“May I,” Megan has to ask, grinning obediently but mischievously. Like you’re going to say no now. And she doesn’t have to wait for your permission either. She makes Millie moan while she kisses her neck and both girls watch as Maureen cleans you.
The next position in which you take Millie is similar to the previous one. Your princess likes to lie on her back and see you, just you, taking over her world until there is only you. Maureen is still waiting for your treatment, but understands that you can’t resist the breasts of Megan. While you pull your Little One’s pelvis towards you and Megan bends her upper body to press her breasts into your face, Maureen approaches the girl under you.
“Wanna try licking me?” the oldest asks the youngest. You release the nipple of Megan from your mouth with a loud ‘plop’ and cradle her udders in your hand as Millie looks up at you. You give her an encouraging nod and soon her face disappears between the thighs of Maureen who has turned towards you. You turn your attention back to Megan and her nipples, making your girlfriend moan, and grin with her nipple around her mouth as Maureen joins the symphony.
“Good, Little One,” she breathes, using the nickname for your princess that you all use. “That’s it. A little higherhhh yes riiiighhh…. Shit… good girl.” You hear Millie giggles dully and sees her fingers on the hips of Maureen who massages her own breasts, giving you desire while Megan moans against you as well. Hearing the three girls together makes your balls tighten and you pull out of your little princess who comes right out from under the older one’s crotch. The girls respond to you no matter how much pleasure they feel and you are proud of your girl’s imprint on you.
“Sorry” you apologize, “but I have to keep my strength up and Millie is just too good.”
“I can attest to that” Maureen laughs, brushing her hair back with both hands. “Your little friends will love your tongue” she says to the other girl.
“Claire actually prefers Megan…” Millie looks at you in shock. “Shit…” Her expression becomes even more horrified. “I mean crap! Crap I shouldn’t say that… neither.” You exchange glances with your wombat, then you both burst out laughing. Soon you’re joined by the bright voices of the others, and the four of you give your battered and ready-to-explode cock the break you need.
“Damn Millie…” you laugh, waiting for Megan to wipe a tear from the corner of your eye. “Claire is not going to like this at all.” Millie looks like she’s been caught doing something very naughty things and struggles for an answer.
“Then her daddy will just have to tell her that I don’t keep secrets from him” she pouts, crossing her arms in front of her small breasts and looking at the side.
“Oh man you are just perfect” you grin and kiss her on the forehead, a gesture that instantly melts her.
“So…” she begins after pressing her soft and wet lips on yours. She never uses much force, but still manages to make her gestures seem determined. That alone makes her strong in your eyes. “Are you ready again… because… I am…” She smirks and looks down at the ground, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear and looking up at you from lowered eyes.
“That depends” you grin, seeing how grown up your young girlfriend already is.
“Depends on what?” she wants to know curiously, ready for anything.
“Whether you want to ride me.” You almost have to burst out laughing again as you see how red Millie is getting.
“The one at the lake, that was… because…” It’s a good sign that Millie has to think it over first. Apparently she takes her relationship with you so much for granted that she doesn’t have to think much about what she did with you. “Because you needed me and… Because I love you.”
“And I love you. And as my girlfriend, I need you on top now.” You wink at her and come so far towards her that you’re already lying down. Maureen and Megan do the rest, lifting your princess by her arms onto your dick.
“Did you like it last time?” wants to know Maureen while Megan skillfully guides your spear into the center of Millie.
“Yes I did…” mumbles the young girl, looking to you for help. She doesn’t want to be superior to you and in this position… You can’t think any further. Millie is really tight. And seeing her eyes widen as the two other girls lower her onto you is plain and simple perfection.
“There you go” Maureen laughs while Megan is pleased with the position of you inside Millie. She leans back and crawls behind you.
“Finn… My God Finn…” Millie turns more and more into a giggling fidgety something with every inch she sinks on top of you. It feels good that neither of you really need help or support. Just two friends having sex with each other… along with two other girls. Just another Tuesday… except today isn’t Tuesday. But it could be any day because that’s your life. Millie almost goes crazy on you alone by having you inside her. Then you lose sight of Megan, but feel a tongue on your testicles and as Maureen is still squatting next to you, fingers twitching wildly between her thighs.
“Move your hips a little to the side” she advises Millie.
“Why should Iiiihoooogoooood!” Another wild giggle, high-pitched and happy. You lie very still, letting the two girls pamper you.
“I’m sorry Finn” you hear Maureen say then and look to the side. She pulls her fingers out of herself and puts them in your mouth. You suck on them and look curiously into her face. “I know what you do for the others and…I know it’s my turn soon too.” You look at her apologetically but the look is only returned. “But fuck I’m as horny as the end of the world.” You can only giggle for a moment, then Maureen is already swinging over you and her bouncing breasts take the place of Millie who has thrown her head back and is gyrating her delicate hips on you. Then the breasts of Maureen disappear as well and right after that your world becomes dull. You see the ceiling and two hemispheres with painfully stiff nipples towering above you but the music in the room almost fades out and you can’t hear the faint moaning of Millie either. But you can still feel her walls around your shaft and a nimble tongue on your balls. You are strangely isolated and cut off from the world, feeling everything more than hearing it. You don’t hear Millie praying to you or God, or maybe you’re one and the same to her, but you feel her vagina tighten around you and the bobbing motions and gyrating stop when she comes like crazy. Then the tongue moves away from your balls and you want to moan in frustration, but can’t. As you open your mouth a drop of love juice from Maureen runs down your lips onto your tongue. Like one dying of thirst, you raise your hands and press the lap of Maureen to your face. Her thighs press even harder against your ears and you taste her as she moves ever so slightly on top of you. You find her entrance and your fingers find the nub of her pleasure center. The rest is surprisingly easy and you can even hear a muffled sound while you make the thighs of Maureen tremble.
Shortly after, you feel Millie move on top of you, her walls twitching, and then you notice the angle with which you penetrate her change. She must have leaned back and right after that the circling starts. You feel yourself pushing and thrusting against her inner walls and then there is a tongue sliding over your belly to your navel and licking around it. A shiver runs through your body and makes your hair stand on edge as the tongue moves sideways over your belly and then disappears from your body. You can concentrate again on Maureen whose whole body is now trembling and bending forward, depriving you of sight but bringing you closer to the feeling of an orgasm. Of course it’s her whose rapid breathing you can read on her belly and when Maureen comes to her climax Millie also jerks on you in uncontrolled, inexperienced but enthusiastic movements.
The blood rushes through your veins like the deluge, you only hear the pounding of your heart in your head and your testicles contract painfully. You want to hang on, you still have so much to do, you still have to visit Emma, you want to show Maureen what you have planned for you and her. But you know your girls love you, know you and know how much you can give until it’s too much even for you. And they feel happiness and pride that only they can defeat you, a task that even Millie sometimes enjoys, judging by her twitching and the two hands resting on your belly, it’s time now. Then you feel someone take your hand and take your fingers in a wet greedy mouth. A skillful tongue plays around your fingers, lips close, saliva flows and the tongue can not get enough of you.
Then it comes to you. You can’t hold it back, you don’t want to. You hear someone muffled say something, maybe call out. You feel Maureen bobbing on top of you and pressing down on your mouth, pressing her pussylips on your moving tongue, you feel Millie falling down on you, her sweaty warm body on your sweaty warm body. Only the tongue on your hand still plays around your fingers and you feel the hands of – it can only be Megan – closed around your arm, holding your hand in place while licking and sucking like her life depends on it. You moan out, pressing yourself firmly against your Little One’s limp body and squirting mightily and deeply into her. Long-lasting strokes flood her belly and you simply know she comes again be your climax. One last time her pussy tightens around you, then you feel her slippery opening slide off you. Again you moan as you feel the cool room air on your pole but immediately after that the tongue licks around your fingers once more and then releases them along with your arm into another hand. Only a second passes, then you feel a mouth around your spear, then a throat that closes around your it and massages you with force. Lips move up and down, pressing onto you and a throat contracting like mad. Distant gargling. Your saliva-soaked fingers move to a pair of breasts you immediately recognize as the ones of Maureen, and you massage her mounds with slippery warm fingers as her body slowly relaxes. Finally she rises from your face and you take in the world around you again. Maureen is all red and breathing heavily while behind her you can hear the smacking and choking of Megan.
“Wow girls, that was…” Then Millie flies past Maureen and presses her lips to your wet ones while her arms lock under the back of your head. She kisses you long and wild, moaning and licking up all she can get. With her eyes closed, her tongue runs over your face, she giggles and moans and presses herself tightly against you while she cleans you from Maureen. Then finally she finishes and holds your face with her hands enclosed. She just looks at you in love.
“She really wanted to clean you like I did” Maureen explains shaking her head.
“But she didn’t want to lick balls or your cock after it was inside me” Megan says, grinning cheekily. “She’s too well behaved for that.”
“But she seems to like this” Maureen replies as Millie showers your cheeks with kisses.
“I can tell” you grin, stroking the head of your princess who is back in her world. “That was awesome,” you say, congratulating the girls.
“Yeah, one of our best sessions” Megan muses, then Millie squeals as Megan puts her hand between her legs and spoons out your white juice. Sucking her thumb with relish, she winks at you. “We don’t want to let anything go to waste.”
“Inside me, his… juice doesn’t go to waste… after all” Millie giggles and looks at the other one’s thumb who dips her fingers deep into the younger girl once more and then shares her harvest with her. As the two enjoy the toils of their labor, you look wearily over at Maureen, who is eyeing her two bedfellows sympathetically.
“You are so good to us” she whispers so softly you can barely hear her over the music. She looks fantastic and you can still clearly see the aftermath of the tongue orgasm you gave her. Still, her affection for you is stronger than her lust. “Even when Karen and I mess up, you’re just always there. Megan runs away, you fix it. You keep us all together.” She moves closer to you and there’s something in her eyes that moves you deeply. She knows her place by your side, knows you won’t go away, knows her flaws. Just right. And everyone thinks I’m doing this alone. Deeply amused, you shake your head. “What is it?” asks Maureen, perhaps even thinking she’s killed the mood. You, on the other hand, look around the room. Maureen looks even more exhausted than you feel but you don’t let that stop you. You find your target.
“Bring me that,” you say, pointing to the pile of clothes. Maureen frowns but the show of force with Megan makes her move. She bends down seductively at the waist and lifts up her bra while you can unabashedly see between her thighs. You two aren’t that tired after all it seems. Excellent. While Megan and Millie are pleasuring each other and the older one pushes the younger one into a lying 69 on the side where Millie can watch you, Maureen comes back to the bed and hands you her bra. “Looks great,” you think and look at the piece of fabric. It must have cost a good amount of money and you are glad for her that she now has new things to throw on. But that doesn’t matter now.
“Karen bought it but we all decided on it.” Maureen puts her hands on yours. “Do you want me to put it on? Is that a kink of you?” Somewhere you read that men find women more attractive when at least sixty to seventy percent of their bodies are covered by clothing but somehow you doubt that relates to sex. And covering the breasts of the girl in front of you should be punished with a trial at the Den Hague War Crimes Tribunal. Crimes against humanity. You have to grin.
Then the eyes of Maureen grow wide as you dash forward and grab her. Her surprise is enough that Megan pokes her head out from between your princess’s thighs and the two girls look at you in equal astonishment with salvia around one, sperm and salvia around the lips of the other. But you are strong and fast and Maureen does not resist. She trusts you as much as the other two girls in the room and that is a good sign for you to continue. Skillfully and quickly you push Maureen onto her stomach and swing yourself on top of her. Your cock is in the cleft of her ass and your girlfriend wiggles it around so seductively that you have a hard time keeping her still. But then she goes into a trance like a shark turned on its back (in this case on its belly) and Maureen lets you do everything while you cross her arms behind her back and tie them with your bra. You don’t go delicate and the other two watch you intently.
“Just don’t break it” giggles Maureen who lets you guide her nervously. For her it is the first time since you had sex on the sofa at the lake that you alone have the upper hand and she just lies there. It makes her nervous to be at your mercy but you know the reason and that’s exactly your drive to do this. “I haven’t even had this thing two days.” You rest one of your hands between her shoulder blades and lean down to her, pressing her firmly into the sheets while the improvised restraint prevents her from moving.
“I don’t care,” you murmur in her ear, feeling her chest rise and fall beneath you. You can see her breasts coming out from under her and you just barely manage to pull yourself together. Maureen is more important than your pleasure. “And you could care less.”
“But…” she gasps, trying to please you, to show you that you don’t have to worry about her and her behavior.
“Shut up,” you murmur to her, waiting a few seconds until the body beneath you stops moving. Maureen has turned her head to the side and is looking at you out of the corner of her eyes. Her hair falls over your hands and you make sure it doesn’t fall in her face. “You don’t have to worry about clothes Maureen. You’re my girlfriend. Money doesn’t matter. Clothes don’t matter.” You move even closer to her ear, pushing her hair aside and biting her earlobe. Her butt lifts up a few inches, wanting to get to you and feeling your cock lying between her butt cheeks, hot, throbbing and ready. But you can’t let go just yet. Your cock twitches like you haven’t come in weeks, like Maureen is the first naked woman you’ve seen in years. “I’m your boyfriend and you’re not stupid enough to do anything about it, love.” You kiss her shoulder blades and ease the pressure on them. Maureen stays very still. “I’m your boyfriend and no amount of arguing is going to change that.” Your voice changes from stern to admiring, adoring. The girl who gave you your first wet dreams lies bound, in love, and willing beneath you. Just a gentle thrust of your cock, first back, angling a little, then forward, and you’d be inside her, deep inside Maureen Lynchwood. But not yet. It seems as if the young woman beneath you has forgotten to breathe. She just stares at you, doesn’t even blink.
“What’s he’s doing…” you hear Millie whisper in awe.
“Shh,” Megan murmurs. “Watch. That’s awesome.” A soft kiss follows but you can’t tear yourself away from Maureen.
“You don’t have to be afraid honey. You belong here just as firmly as everyone else.” A tear trickles down her cheek and she tries to blink it away, jerks her arms, then calms again. You gently stroke her long silky hair and tickle her scalp. “There are things in your life that will never change. And I am one of them. It’s me taking care of you and you taking care of me. We do it all together. You’re not alone anymore and you don’t have to answer for things you aren’t guilty of. We’re a couple Maureen.” More tears, a sniffle, another from your side, surely Megan. “You can’t do any damage in this relationship. I know you’re too smart for that.” Maureen buries her face in the pillows. It’s a sweet, somewhat helpless gesture; she doesn’t want you to see how much she’s crying. “The moment is yours.” You give her permission to turn away from you. “You’re strong enough for all of this.” Her shoulders shrug. “But you never have to be so strong that it destroys you again.” You smile in satisfaction, you did make a girl cry after all. “You’re whole.” With that you reach under her chin and turn her head around, she follows you with her movements and you don’t have to apply any pressure. The two of you look at each other, then you grin cheekily. “But you do know that your ass is so inviting that I simply have to fuck it raw now?” Next to you, Megan snorts so loudly that her twitching belly pushes Millie off of her. The young girl lands on all fours next to you and you know what you want to do.
“So,” you say a minute later, putting your hands on your hips. “From the top or the bottom?” You look at your three girlfriends and can’t help but feel like the conqueror of the world. Millie is kneeling all the way down on all fours, her petite figure framed by Megan who can just barely support herself on the mattress without pushing Millie down too hard. Her handsome breasts rest on the back of the youngest girl who remains still in eager anticipation. Maureen forms the tip, lying on top of Megan with only her legs touching the fabric of the bed. Her hands are still tied behind her back and so she has to prop herself up with the tips of her toes and take care of her balance. “Megan, you’re in the middle. What do you say?” Your wombat doesn’t have to think long and knows what you want her to say.
“Dude, I don’t just have my own juice running down my thighs” she grunts without being able to look at you. You talk to her ass and her wet cunt and as you let your eyes wander upward you agree with her. Maureen is leaking like a hose. “Besides, she’s drooling down my neck.” You almost have to laugh, though that would definitely be detrimental to the situation. “I don’t mind burying my nose in her pussy, but drool is gross when it comes without an orgasm.”
“So you want an orgasm?” you ask, positioning yourself behind her and stroking the tip of your cock through her lose opening. Her ass is a bit tighter again but with this position her pussy is wide open and only a string of juice holds your soldier back. She is shaking so hard that Maureen is sliding around on her sweaty back.
“Well, I can wait” you hear the muffled voice of Millie. “It’s just a little warm underneath them.” Megan has to giggle and Maureen moans in effort and pleasure. That settles that. You rise and the three girls feel your weight behind them. You put your hands on the butt of Maureen and bend over her without putting any more weight on Megan. The former mustang struggles slightly against his restraints but only strongly enough to make you grin dirtily.
“Let go,” you murmur to her. “You can relax.” And she follows you, somewhat anyway because her cunt is really producing a little trickle now that lands between the labia of Megan. “You’re no longer a danger to yourself, me, or us.”
“Thank you…” whispers Maureen. “God… thank you so much.” You look at the tower before you, the structure that is your life. A big, fantastic part of it, anyway. Maybe Karen on top of it? Susan and Claire next to it? And where to put Denise and Emma? I’m sure Karen would jump me in a second. I’m a fucking artist. “Finn?” The wiggle of her butt brings you back to reality and Maureen.
“Yes love?”
“You’re fantastic,” she murmurs without being able to look at you. If she turned her head, she might slide off Megan. “A perfect boyfriend. And I love you.”
“It’s okay,” you interrupt her before she has to put a ‘but’ after it. You support her, not allowing her to diminish her words and what they mean to you and her. “Fuck first, talk later.”
“My God, thank you,” your girlfriend breathes in relief. Then you grab her hair hard and penetrate her ass before she can react. Maureen tenses up on top of you.
“This is a surprise,” you murmur as you sink into her within half a second with all your mighty lengh.
“Wha-ha-hat?” gasps Maureen as you pound into her. You grin nastily and stop pumping for a mean moment. Promptly, Maureen moans almost desperately and you watch her pussy twitch under your cock.
“You’re more open than Megan…not as tight.” That’s really mean but you and Maureen are so close you can pull that line.
“Fuck you!” she laughs out, but also sounds a little serious.
“Woho,” Megan calls against the music in the background, wiggling her butt as best she can. “You can come to me anytime Finn.” Her voice is good-natured.
“Hey,” retorts the girl lying on top, struggling with her bondage. If she keeps this up and you don’t shut her up she’s going to tear her new bra. “You didn’t had lived my life.” It doesn’t sound attacking but Maureen is a little unsure. You realize she wants to please you just as much as the other girls and that’s what makes her so precious to you.
“You’re already alike, you two,” you say to Megan and Maureen. Millie giggles. Then you kiss Maureen on her shoulder blades. “You’re experienced and I enjoy that. With Megan, I’m holding off on the anal fucking for a bit.”
“What?” comes from under Maureen. “Didn’t catch that.” Then some silence. “Okay… with your monster… thanks…”
“Anything for my wombat.” Then back to Maureen. “And to you, thank you too. Your lived life allows me to unfold mine freely. I am in your debt.” Maureen is also quiet at first.
“I know how you can make it up to me.” Then she turns her head around to face you after all, almost sliding off Megan, having to brace herself firmly with one foot. The area where the girls’ bodies meet is glazed with their juices and along with Little One’s fluid, Maureen is now already wetting part of your princes’ firm butt. You look at Maureen, who rolls her eyes at the obviousness. “Fuck me to kingdom come Finn. Fuck my ass as hard as you can.” You grin, then grab her forearm tightly with one hand, holding it in place along with the bra restraint. The other hand roughly pushes her head forward again and grabs her hair tightly.
You’ve never fucked anyone this hard before and there’s only talk of ‘making love’ in that, because Millie and Megan are cheering you on with smoky voices. Maureen can’t speak, so hard you pound into her ass. You send shock waves through her whole body. Maureen comes. You don’t stop. Maureen comes again. You don’t stop. You pull her hair, show her who’s in charge. Ride her like a madman. In this glorious moment, it’s only you who leads her, your cock takes away all her thoughts and worries, lets her be in the here and now. Shortly Megan giggles because she drools on her neck again but you don’t stop. Maureen comes a third time. Your hand slams down hard on her ass. She wants to shriek but doesn’t catch it. You let go of her twitching, cramped arms and put your fingers on her mouth. Warm breath and moist air flow over your fingers as you tug her hair, pulling her head back with your ramming thrusts. Beneath you, the tower shakes dangerously but you don’t let up.
“I can feel your strokes” Megan whines almost wistfully. But you have to do it once more. You made it. Maureen is coming. Again your hand slams on her flesh and her asshole becomes as tight as the pussy of Millie, milking you for her life. Then she goes limp and you let her go. You reach under her body, massaging her breasts in the slippery space between the two bodies beneath you. You position yourself properly and lift Maureen, strong as you are, off Megan which back is bright red and wet. You lay Maureen down next to the tower of flesh, wetness and pussy, kissing her on the mouth and looking into her eyes.
“Fuck Finn…” she gasps. She has burst a vein in her eye and a small red streak runs through the white of her pupil.
“Get some rest,” you say but Maureen disagrees.
“Fuck you” she grins, “Now you’re about to fuck four holes and I want to be there.”
“Three holes,” you say, stroking your Little One’s wet thighs.
“But Finn…” your princess whines, making you, Megan and Maureen giggle.
“It’s okay Little One,” you say soothingly. “Anal sex with you is supposed to be special. I’ll make love to your back hole.” Again you laugh as you fall into the young girl’s language. Then Maureen pushes you behind Megan who is already all jittery.
“Give me what Maureen had too” she demands. And you are not one to withhold anything from your beloved sisters. After all, siblings always stick together. As lovers do too.
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