Claire wasn't yet aware that while she challenged her limits with the Demons at the Chandler penthouse, her twenty-one-year-old daughter was finding her own calling. At the very moment that her mother was skewering her cunt onto Gabe Daniels' cock for the first time, Robyn was lying naked in the Ellises' living room, sucking off Simone's husband Burke.
Robyn slouched on the living room sofa with her head and shoulders resting up against the couch back and her small buttocks perched on the seat edge. Her slender legs were wide open and her feet planted flat on the carpet. She held onto Burke's muscular calves as he crouched astride her on the seat cushions with his hands resting against the back, slowly pushing his giant prick downward into her slack mouth.
Matt and Kelsey Ellis cuddled naked together on a loveseat, watching the action. Kelsey sat astride her father, leaning back against his broad chest with his prick jutting up between her legs. She caressed his big cock and rubbed her slit against it, leaving a damp trail of her juices along the stalk. Twisting her head, she tipped her face down to Matt's for a long, deep kiss.
"Doncha love watching her?" Kelsey murmured, squeezing the thick club of her father's cock. "Look at how wet her pussy is already. She's all opened up. She's gonna need a cock in there soon."
"Seems to me like she's got all she can handle for now," Matt mused. Robyn had closed her fingers around Burke's cock and was sliding her hand up and down the spit-soaked pole as it dipped in and out between her lips. Sleeving his prick in her fist served the dual purposes of stimulating him and of blocking him from ramming his entire cock all the way down her gullet at once. Matt wondered how much longer Burke would go along with that.
"You're so wrong, Daddy." Kelsey's elfish green eyes were serious. "Look at the way she's humping the air--every time he goes in, she's right up on her tiptoes. She wants something in that fuck-hole. A woman knows."
Matt cupped and molded his daughter's small, hard-nippled breasts. His hands completely covered the subtle swells of tender flesh, which were just the right size for a young woman with Kelsey's slender figure. They struck a pleasing balance with her cute little ass, slim hips, and the sleek race-horse legs that tapered up to gap around her prominent, pouting pussy mound. Matt could completely suck one of her tits entirely into his mouth. That drove her wild every time.
Kelsey was a natural beauty, such that men's heads turned to follow her even when she frumped around the city streets without makeup in her customary getup of dungarees, hoody, and scuffed black Doc Martens. But most would never suspect that those shapeless layers of denim and plaid cloaked the physique of a gymnast, the carriage of a gamine stripper, and the soul of an unashamed cock-whore.
"Maybe she doesn't need a man right now," Matt said. "Maybe it should be your hot little tongue in there making Robyn come." He took hold of his cock and pressed it firmly against Kelsey's crotch, causing her to squirm and rub her clitoris against him.
"You think so, Daddy?"
"Sure. You go ahead and have fun with your girlfriend. I'll just sit here and watch the show for a while."
Kelsey gave her father a last lingering kiss. She crawled off the chair and across the carpet on her hands and knees toward Robyn's waiting pussy. As she settled in between her lover's thighs she reflected on her good luck to have a father as supportive and encouraging as Matt. He so often seemed to know just what she really wanted without being told. Kelsey herself was a touch more controlling. Whenever she saw Robyn with a man she was unhappy unless she joined in. Matt was the only one with whom she could share her Sweetness without feeling a stab of jealousy.
In a few minutes, Burke Chandler would be plowing Robyn's furrow with that big pussy-pleaser that Kelsey herself knew so intimately. Kelsey understood that this was the point of the party, to further cement the favored relationship that Matt and Burke were building. That only made it all the more important to her to be the first to make Robyn come this evening.
Robyn climaxed as soon as Kelsey's lips closed around the stiff little pearl of her clitoris.
Oh thank God for Kelsey,
she thought as the relief of orgasm washed over her. Kelsey, Kelsey, Kelsey from whom all blessings flowed. Without Kel, Robyn wouldn't have Matt. She wouldn't be lying here right now taking the biggest cock she'd ever imagined down her needy throat.
Robyn was doubly glad this evening that she'd sucked cum out of Matt's dick off at least once or twice a day since moving in with the Ellises. First, because she'd come to love cock sucking almost as much as Kel, and second because the practice made it possible for her to fully enjoy Burke rather than just struggling to survive the experience with her sanity intact.
It was hard for her to believe how quickly her entire life had changed from the daily misery of the remnants of the Henderson household into something so idyllic. At the Ellises, Robyn and Kelsey shared Kelsey's room and they slept there together as often as not. They loved one another passionately and cherished their private time. Some evenings they'd make love for hours before drifting off to sleep with their heads between one another's legs, waking one another during the night with tender kisses on the thighs and pussy to begin their games again. Still, neither of them was satisfied for long nowadays without Matt's cock. For the three of them together, there was the big bed in the spacious master bedroom...and the shower, and the living room, and the kitchen and the pool and...
Robyn's days and nights had become a blissful erotic blur. In Kelsey and Matt, she had the best of two worlds: the woman she loved, and an experienced man with whom to explore every dark and unsuspected corner of her sexuality.
She knew that she would do anything for them. Better than that, she knew that she would love every moment of it.
Burke yanked Robyn's pumping hand off of his cock. Grabbing both of her narrow wrists in one huge paw, he lifted her arms above her head and out of his way. He'd humored this young slut long enough. Now he would plunder that ingenious young face with his whole prick. He bore down on her, inexorably driving his missile into her facial fuck-hole until the coarse hair of his scrotum chafed her chin. The flash of panic in her eyes was a familiar and welcome signal that she recognized her helplessness. Resignation would inevitably follow swiftly and, eventually, elated acceptance that she was no more than one more beautiful, willing dick-sleeve for Burke Chandler. That was the price he exacted from women in exchange for the excruciating pleasure of being filled by his cock.
The whole length of his prick dripped with Robyn's saliva as he slowly pulled out of her mouth, shifting his weight in preparation for ramming it home again.
What happened next shook him to his bones.
He'd withdrawn all but the fuck-knob when she caught him off balance, grabbed hold of his buttocks, and dragged him back, digging her fingers into his asscheeks and sucking him all the way down her gullet in one motion. Burke was dumbfounded by her sudden aggression. His barrel-like torso lurched violently and he clung to the couch-back for balance as the delirious young brunette sucked him in like a cyclone.
