Chapter 140: [140] Talk Alone!

Daniel felt it. A pair of soft, hot, quivering lips suddenly clamped tightly around the swollen, purple head of his throbbing cock like a living PHUCK seal.

"Hinggghhh—!!"

A deep, guttural, animalistic moan tore from Daniel’s throat at the exact same moment his hips gave a sharp upward jolt. The sudden wet heat and gentle, sucking pressure around the most sensitive part of his body forced the two women who had been devouring his mouth to freeze mid-kiss. Their ears instantly caught the filthy soundtrack coming from behind their raised asses, loud, lewd smooching, soft wet suction, the slow loving drag of a tongue over cream-slick skin, and the quiet wet click of lips resealing around the cockhead.

With two wet, dirty little POPS they pulled their mouths away from his. Long, shiny, transparent strings of mixed spit and Kira’s cum stretched between the three pairs of lips, trembling and glistening in the warm air before finally snapping and falling onto Daniel’s chin and nose. Both Marcella and Lara turned their heads at the same time—

—and froze in pure open-mouthed shock.

Kira was on her knees, one soft knee pressed to either side of Daniel’s ankles, fat young ass raised high and pointed straight toward Anna’s face like an offering. Her soft, thin lips were locked in a filthy, devoted, religious kiss against the fat, cream-coated head of Daniel’s cock. One small hand was wrapped firmly around the thick shaft just beneath the head, nails lightly digging into the hypersensitive skin to keep it steady and upright for her mouth. Her little pink tongue was pressed completely flat against the thick, veiny base. Slowly, lovingly, reverently, she dragged that soft, wet tongue upward along the entire length of the cum-slick shaft, collecting every sticky strand of mixed juices into her mouth with a long, wet, audible drag.

As her tongue climbed, her fingers slid downward in perfect synchrony, never losing contact with the hot, pulsing flesh. When her tongue finally reached the slimy cockhead again she sealed her soft, warm lips around it and gave him a long, audible, dirty smooch, eyes closed in pure bliss as she breathed hot, humid air directly over the sensitive flesh, making the head twitch against her lips. Read Ahead on my site- Lustchild.wordpress.com

Then she parted her small lips wide and tried to take him deeper.

She only managed halfway before her throat simply refused to open any further. Her mouth was too small, her throat too tight.

Thick, glossy saliva immediately overflowed from the corners of her stretched lips and ran down the shaft in shiny rivers, mixing with Lara’s slimy cream. She had watched Marcella swallow the entire thick cock earlier; the memory of that effortless deep-throat only made her current failure burn hotter with frustration and desperation. Her small head bobbed harder, cheeks hollowing, wet gagging sounds beginning to escape every time the fat head kissed the back of her throat.

Marcella and Lara stared for a long second, completely stunned, chests still heaving from their own kiss. Then their eyes met.

Slow, matching, utterly slutty smiles curved across both of their spit-shiny faces.

"Looks like your sister is quite... needy for her daddy," Marcella whispered, one hand rising to squeeze and lift her own heavy tit until the soft, overflowing flesh spilled between her fingers and the dark pink nipple poked out stiff and soft.

"Well... she’s been thirsty for her daddy since childhood," Lara answered in the same low, filthy tone, grabbing and mauling her own firm young breast in exactly the same way, dark-pink nipple poking obscenely between her fingers while a thin string of spit hung lose from her lower lip, bobbing up and down.

Their eyes locked in a long, filthy, intimate stare full of heat. Both of them bit their lower lips at the same time, hard enough to leave little white marks that quickly turned pink.

Then, as if sharing the exact same depraved thought, they climbed fully on top of Daniel’s body from either side and smashed their soft, feminine forms together with a heavy, wet slap of skin on skin. Heavy tits pressed and squished against each other, soft flesh overflowing and molding together until the deep valley between them almost disappeared. Their free arms wrapped tightly around each other’s backs, pulling themselves even tighter so their stiff, wet nipples scraped and rubbed in slow, deliberate, circular motions. Their mouths crashed together again in a deep, wet, lesbian kiss full of tongue and soft, needy moans while their bodies squirmed and writhed over Daniel’s chest like two cats in heat, soft stomachs sliding against each other, thighs rubbing.

Any normal man would have had his ribs cracked under the combined soft weight and pressure. Daniel only felt the warm, living, perfumed weight of two beautiful women using his body as their personal mattress and playground. He was simply that sturdy... and that hard.

Daniel had been lying with his eyes closed, lost in the soft, devoted, religious worship of Kira’s small mouth on his cock, when the wet, filthy sounds of the two women kissing above him reached his ears. His eyes snapped open—

—only to be met with two pairs of massive, soft melons pressing and squeezing directly over his face while the owners kissed each other like the filthiest pair of lesbians alive.

Soft, warm flesh molded against his cheeks, forehead, and nose. The warm, slightly salty scent of their sweaty skin and the heavier, musky scent of aroused cunt filled his nose.

How dare they leave their daddy out?

His mouth shot upward like a striking snake. He caught both stiff, scraping nipples at once between his lips and teeth and bit down hard, tongue swirling roughly between the two sensitive peaks, sucking and chewing as if he intended to drink milk from both of them at the same time. Wet, greedy sounds filled the air.

"Anghh~!!"

Both women moaned loudly into each other’s mouths, eyes flying wide from the sudden sharp, electric, painful pleasure.

Their lips parted with a wet sound, long strings of spit still connecting them. Chests heaving, they looked down at the culprit who was still sucking and chewing on their nipples like a man who had been lost in the desert for three days. Two thick, soft, wet nipples rubbed against each other and against his lips while his strong teeth gently punished them, leaving little white marks that quickly flushed pink and shiny.

Behind them the wet, filthy soundtrack of Kira’s devotion continued without pause, growing louder, wetter, and more desperate.

GLUCKK— UCKKK— SLURRPP— SHLICK

Kira’s small head bobbed up and down with increasing desperation as she tried again and again to force more of the thick cock into her throat, failing every single time. Thick saliva poured continuously from the corners of her stretched lips and ran down the shaft in shiny rivers. Her hips rocked helplessly in the air, fat young ass cheeks jiggling and bouncing with every movement, soft flesh rippling. Because her thighs were spread wide, her tight little pink asshole and the soft, fluttering, glistening folds of her virgin pussy were on full, shameless display right in front of Anna’s face. Clear, sticky juices were already running down the soft insides of her thighs in thin, shiny trails and dripping onto the sheets.

"Bitch—!" Anna cursed under her breath, voice cracking.

At the same time her own thighs rubbed tightly together hard enough to make the chair creak. Her empty, virgin cunt lips throbbed so violently it almost hurt; every pulse pushed out another warm trickle of her own juices that soaked further down her skin, making it shlick, wet, and slimy. The wet, rhythmic sounds of Kira’s soft tongue and small mouth worshipping her daddy’s cock mixed with the sight of those two pairs of heavy, meaty tits pressing and squeezing against each other while their owners kissed and moaned and squirmed... it was too much. Anna felt herself right on the edge of cumming in buckets without a single touch.

She hated every second of what they were doing to her daddy... and yet her heart was dying from the filthy, forbidden expectation of watching Kira’s virgin pussy finally get speared open by that same thick cock. She could already see it in her mind with perfect clarity: Kira’s glassy eyes crying thick tears of pain and pleasure, virgin blood soaking her daddy’s crotch and balls red, while Lara sat on his face and moaned like a complete, cock-drunk slut. Anna didn’t understand what was happening to her own mind, but she couldn’t deny how much she hated herself for craving the sight so desperately.

Thank god she couldn’t see her daddy’s mouth currently latched onto both women’s tits and sucking like a starving calf. That final image would have broken whatever was left of her completely.

Marcella finally pulled her mouth away from Lara’s with a long, wet string of spit still connecting their lips and turned to look at Kira, who was still desperately trying and failing to deep-throat the thick cock, tears of frustration already gathering at the corners of her eyes and threatening to fall.

"Darling... are you just going to keep sucking on your daddy’s cock... or are you finally going to ride it?"

Kira’s throat was simply too small. Cursef with a mouth that couldn’t even take half of what Marcella had swallowed so easily. Lara, meanwhile, had latched onto Marcella’s free breast and was sucking hungrily, cheeks hollowed, wet sounds mixing with Daniel’s own greedy sucking as he continued to chew and suck both of their nipples at the same time.

SLURRP— POP—

Kira finally pulled off with a long, wet, filthy drag of her tongue, leaving the entire upper half of his cock shiny, dripping, and twitching. A thick, ropey string of mixed cum and spit stretched from her upper lip to the glistening, spit-covered cockhead, trembling in the air for a long second before snapping and strucking across the bridge of her nose and one cheek. She looked up at Marcella’s moaning face with hazy, glassy, completely cock-drunk eyes. That shiny strand of Daniel’s and Lara’s mixed cum stuck across her nose gave her the vilest, filthiest, most thoroughly used look imaginable. Her small chest heaved. Clear juices continued to run down the insides of her spread thighs.

"I... I... wanna talk to Daddy... before I..." Kira started, voice thick with lust and nervous stuttering, eyes rolling.

"Oh~? You want a little prep-talk with your daddy before your de-virginization ceremony?" Marcella purred, voice dripping with dark amusement and motherly heat, then patted the soft space between them on Daniel’s chest. "Come join us and talk to him, then... Mommy and your sister will even hold your hands if you get scared..."

"No! ...I... I wanna talk to him alone... I mean... can you two please get off his body for a moment...? I want to ask him something..."