This series deals with taboo themes including Non Con / Dub Con. If that isn't your thing please skip this series. Thanks!
Désirée fingers tapped out a message to the chat of her livestream telling them to stay tuned. She went back and collected her little puppy, Emily as she trembled through the last of her devastating first orgasm. Désirée took the chain leash in her hand and yanked Emily to her feet. "Come on, Em."
Désirée led her pet out her bedroom door and down the hall to her mom and dad's room. When she cracked the door, her stepdad Matt shot up in bed as quiet as he could, waving her back out of the room. Désirée loved to toy with daddy. She must have caught him still stroking to the little show she and Emily had put on for him moments ago.
Désirée ignored his command. She sauntered in the room and let daddy stew in his anxiety for a moment. "Don't worry daddy. I fed mommy twice the normal dose of her sleep medication at dinner. She's going to get a good night sleep," she whispered with a grin as she set her phone up on the dresser, facing the bed. Emily shivered, barely back in her body from her first orgasm, but the implication of what Désirée was setting up was too much for her. Her hole was drooling warm slick into her pink thong.
"Come on, Em." Désirée led her little slave to to the foot of the bed. Emily shambled into place, shivering as years of repression were finally unlocked. Matt had already put his fat dick back in his underwear and covered himself with the thin white sheets. Désirée pushed Emily up onto the bed and between Matt's legs, the back of her head at the top of Matt's left thigh only inches away from his throbbing meat.
Désirée gave a selfish smirk to her daddy and crawled onto of Emily, moving up her body like a cat. Matt was frozen in fear and lust as they danced macabre just behind his pupils. He was panting when Désirée leaned down and French kissed Emily right in his lap. She looked up at daddy and then over to the twitching in the mess of fabric next to Emily's young face. She would get that fat cock out to play. It was just a matter of time and she loved this game.
"Do you feel that heat, Em?" Désirée asked between deep tongue kisses. "Matt's so fucking hard for you. He can't help himself. And it's all because of you." A soft purr betrayed Emily as she squeezed her thighs, needy for friction. Matt made one last feeble attempt to wave Désirée and her toy out of his marital bed. Désirée laid her body down on Emily and pushed her purple boy shorts down and of her feet, tossing them on the floor. She blew her daddy a kiss, and shifted around in the bed to 69 with her best friend.
Matt's eyes rolled as he flexed hard and the blankets fell away. The sight of Désirée's smooth peach drooling honey and hovering over Emily's mouth was too much for him. Désirée had a fat little pussy with little flower pedals around her clit. She pulled Emily's thong to the side and her head fell between Emily's as she sat her tight ass down on Emily's face. Both girls began to moan through wet kisses. Matt's hand pulled his cock from from his underwear and before he even knew what was happening, he was stroking his thick 8 inches right next to Emily's face. He watched as his cock caught her attention and her eyes went wide. She was transfixed, while Désirée ground her cunt down on her tongue.
All the commotion on the bed seemed to stir Matt's wife, Celeste, and she turned over to face her husband. Still deep in her medicated dreams, she reached out for her husband's warm body. Matt lifted his arm and Celeste curled up into the nook of his armpit, her head laying on his chest as she slept peacefully. With Celeste in his arms, he couldn't reach his cock and it just bounced listlessly with each throb. He began to leak thick strands of pre, while the girls were getting each other off.
Désirée expertly kept Emily right on the edge, not allowing her to resolve the need in her young virgin cunt. It was Désirée's turn. She rolled her slim hips on Emily's inexperienced mouth until she was on the edge herself. The bed began to shake as Désirée humped away and grunted like an animal. Emily was surprised when Désirée began to shake and squirt her nectar on her best friend's tongue and mouth.
"Fuck..." Matt groaned, unable to touch. Désirée got every ounce of her orgasm out, finally just shivering with her sticky slit below Emily's slick chin.
Désirée climbed off Emily and put her feet back on the carpet. She was excited to see the predicament daddy now found himself in and was in no hurry to put him out of his misery. "Emily, why don't you roll over and tease daddy for awhile," she whispered, tracing her fingertips up her friend's smooth body. "Just little get kisses up and down his shaft. We don't want to spoil, daddy..."
