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Christmas eve, the day Syn had been dreading, finally rolled around, and his mothers SUV, with him in the middle-right seat, rolled up to the house vacation house his family owned. He looked to his left at his sister's who was sneakily playing with her childish twat. Which was taking several of her fingers at once as her thumb rub across her hooded clit,while a small yellow furry creature seemed to be bouncing on her. She was a slut that's for sure, only be six years old and masturbating several times a day and having the family shiny growlithe named Bolter fuck her. When she could get away with it,who was sitting in between her legs and slamming it's fairly sized canine cock in and out of her abused pussy. To anyone else it would look like an energetic puppy showing affection to it's master and boy was it showing it's affection. Though it was far more than just that, hell even Syn himself was doing something less than decent at the moment as he had a small but eager houndoom pup of his own that was firmly planted on his dick, only slightly moving but not thrusting herself up and down as her well spread pussy was stuffed well beyond her limit. He had been on a steady level of pleasure but never enough to make him climax, just enough to get him to the edge before stopping. He had enough of that though, he knew the trip was almost over and he was gonna make sure he nutted in the cock hound of a pokemon before they arrived. Syn put his hands under the pups forward set of legs and lifted her up slowly. Rosa had turned her head as she watched the massive cock become visible from the tiny pups insides. Her body clenched tighter around Bolters cock that was also picking up pace, likely getting ready to dump it's eighth or so load into the little girl pussy he had been slamming at for the last two hours.

Syn loved being the center of attention when it came to sex, so seeing Bolter ravage his sister's swollen and abused pussy and his mother watching as the houndoom was raised to the tip of his cock was great to him. He let her dangling their for a while, mewling whimpers of need escaped the small pokemons muzzle asking him to just go already and fuck her. Syn had ever intention of doing so but right at the last moment, the young pokemon felt a change in the cocks shape, it wasn't just a human cock anymore… it felt canine. She looked down and saw that her master had used his genetically granted gift to change his dick shape and now was wielding not a human cock but a very fat and very vieny canine cock with a knot easy the size of her head. That sudden realization was when Syn finally acted, he slammed the pup down hard and fast. The knot touching her abused and sopping canine cunt before instantly going right past it. Her tummy looking bloated and full as she sat their for a second before she was pulled up and the knot ripped outta her cunt. This motion of a knot so big slamming into her and then yanked out continued for several mins.

“Get ready you little bitch, I'm gonna cum soon" Was the only warning given before a torrent of thick jelly like spunk invaded her and filled her womb to the brim in seconds. The feeling of more and more cum sent her over the edge as she let out a high pitched out as she was pulled into a mind numbing orgasm.

“That's my good little bitch, howl for me like a needy little slut" Syn's words echoed in the pups head before she promptly passed out for the rapid orgasms that rattled her body one after another. Syn pulled her off and his canine cock had set her in the open space next to him. Rose had stopped watching he suspected about halfway as she was now on all fours with bolter stuffing her pussy and filling her with cum.

This kind of thing had been going on in the large SUV for the last two hours and because it was dark already their actions had been well hidden, Syn didn't care if his mother saw or not. His mother was well aware of his actions. Ever since she became a slave to pleasure and addicted to his cum when he was far younger she had tended to his most carnal of needs and desires. These sexual acts also lead to the birth of Rosa. His father never knew before his passing but Rosa wasn't his daughter… but his sons. Rosa was bother the daughter and sister of Syn. He was sure he'd have to deal with her own arousal, she was forced to drive and listen to her children's rampant sex with no form of relief for herself. Which seemed to be much sooner than later as he got outta the car and was working to get his flaccid dick back in his pants. His mother was already in front of the door, squating as she eyed her sons cum and juice covered cock from the most recent events of sex. She wasn't gonna let him put it away just yet, more so after being made to watch the entire time with no form of pleasure for herself.

“So you couldn't wait long enough for me to step more than a single step outta the car huh? Not surprised, well it's their… clean it and if i'm happy… I'll be sure to stuff that cunt of yours properly before the party… don't worry and you'll be wearing something 'special' during the party.

Syn brought his attention back to the vacation house as they slowly got out and made way into the large home. There was never anything to do at these gatherings; he didn't like his parents' friends very much, the food and wine were good , and gifts were received from people who didn't know him very well. The whole thing would last maybe four or five hours, before the people who had come over would likely leave for stay for the night.

Actually, it's not like it was all that horrible. There was a fire in the fireplace every year, and it was cosy and relaxed. It was just that, after a while, the drone of people who weren't part of his life all but tangentially would make him just want to sit in the corner and snore. And not be woken up by the off-key choruses of jingle bells either. He walked up to the front door, trailing solemnly behind his mother and father with his sister latched to his leg as she made a light grope onto his crotch. He groaned a little before gesturing for her to stop and wait till later, amidst a flurry of snow that went well with his mood, ready to be told how big he had gotten as if he were five years younger than he was.

He hung out in the kitchen where there were the fewest people--only one of the mothers making dinner it was the mother of his two daughters he had with her years before back when he was in school still. She was a big bootied black woman that plump but not obscene ass that currently was barely hidden by a short tight black skirt that showed off her crotchless panties when she bent over. Something she did often to tease him as she cooked. The dinner really smelled good, though, some kind of roast pork loin. She asked him about how things were going at school, as if he didn't get that from his mom and dad every day. But it always seemed a bit more… special when it was done by someone like her. It's said that there are two especially easy ways to get a guy as hard as a rock in his pants: wake him up with a blowjob and food. Syn smirked at her antics and started on about how things have been with him and Rosa..

After school now--or at night if Syn had practice or a game--he would go straight up to Rosa's room under the guise of helping her with her math homework . Syn would lock the door, then Rosa would pull up her school skirt and hold it there while she dutifully sucked on Syn's hard cock sticking through the fly of his jeans, bobbing her head sweetly as she suckled up the pre-cum that flowed from his mushroom headed tip as she let her dainty hands fondle his heavy nutsack. Syn was still growing; and Rosa had been having trouble taking all nineteen thick inches of him into her small mouth even though she was just fine when he was 14 and it was twelve inches. Though as more and more time went on that trouble quickly faded away into nothing more than a memory as she had gotten good enough to take it down to the base.

"Yes, Rosa's been a very good girl lately," he replied aloud as he was busy cutting bread for the table and hiding his full erection between himself and the kitchen island. "She's been getting all A marks." He could feel the slick, wet spot in his boxers. Rosa had learned what he loved over time. She'd look up at him with her pretty eyes as she unbuttoned his jeans, always cutely fumbling with it, and unzipped him, letting his already half-erect penis flop out. She'd stare at it, ever in awe, and place her cute little hands around it through the cloth of his boxers, rubbing it and playing with it for as long as he wanted until he told her to suckle.

Sometimes she'd pull his boxers down by their waist strap too, and sometimes she'd let him slip through the slit. Then her warm lips would kiss his fleshy part, and she would suckle on the head until he let out pre. Sometimes his mom or dad would knock on the door and give them a start, but Syn and Rosa both had gotten very good at answering by calling back that everything was going well. They probably wondered why the door was locked; but, around the dinner table, even after a passionate session of dick sucking, it never seemed like they'd noticed. It was probably just too out of their worlds for them to even suspect. They believed Rosa was getting As because her brother was helping her. Syn believed Rosa was just a smart and talented girl.

Bringing out Lulu and more passionate playtimes with Rosa and her friends were reserved for when both of their parents were out of the house and he was babysitting. But he was always satisfied with his little sister's smooth body and the pretty dresses and panties he'd bought for her and that she would put on all by herself, grinning at him, just to get his massive length throbbing.He knew Rosa was satisfied because she would get to bring out Lulu at night. "And that's basically what's been happening since she entered first grade," he summed up talking to Rachelee.

By this time she had stopped cooking and gone about slamming a cucumber in and out of her fat black snatch that was now dripping with arousal. “I guess you liked my story huh?" his voice was filled with a knowing arrogance. “Bastard" was her only response as she looked at him, her eyes need but slightly annoyed. “You knew that would get me riled up, I gotta redo some of the cooking now because of it." It was clear she wasnt to happy with him about it but at the same time that didnt stop her from bending herself over and looking at him “Well you gonna take responsibility for getting this quivering pussy all wet and sloppy?"

Her voice carried a form of sultry tone and half moan as she never stopped slamming the thick vegetable in and out of her cunt while making her piercings throughout her pussy jingle and clatter against each other.

Syn let a shit eating smile cover his features before moving back from the island in the middle of the kitchen and with it came a long drawn out slurping and wet suckling sound. Under the island Rosa had been nursing off his cock all the way to the base and had a belly that looked rather full.

and the much different conversation at the same time. Dinner was being served.

At the table, he sat next to some older people he actually didn't know even though his parents did, so he kept quiet. He vaguely wondered what people thought of him. Maybe he seemed like the muscular, silent type who never really got over the teasing from having to have a metal prosthetic arm . Down the table from him sat the only other two outta the four guests there under the age of 20 outside himself and Rosa who was currently unaccounted for though Syn knew where she was as he felt the tingling sensation course through his groin again. The daughter of his mother's best friend and the daughter's younger brother. He'd known them since they both were little--the daughter first, obviously, being about four years older than her brother.

When they were little , they were very, very annoying to be around. The sister would talk nonstop or well at least until Syn had drugged her, fucked her and then let a stray houndoom that was digging around in the trash at the back of the house fuck her when he finished with her. The whole family went looking for her shortly after and when they found her she was covered in spunk and a small pack of wild dog pokemon had been gangbanging her for hours it had seemed. She was never the same after that but he had caught her catching glimpses at some of the Pokemon that walked around the home, specifically the dog pokemon.Her brother on the other hand was a bit harder to deal with he would just act super energetic and stupid but that was quickly fixed after

Syn caught him alone at a waterpark they all had gone to. Syn snuck up behind him as he wore a silly mask that he had snatched up from a table that belonged to a birthday party group at the park. He bent the young boy over and gave him no chance to prepare as he spread the small child's asshole wide him with the monstrous cock he had. Syn remembered dropping several loads of spunk into the boy as he screamed for it to stop. When he did finish, he ended up release two Machoke's on to the young child that had been captured a few weeks earlier and used to help Rosa's sex drive. They bent him over, spit roasted him and double stuffed his poor anus for hours before they got found out.

Syn had been hidden outta sight and when the screams of someone finding what was going on was heard. He put them back in their pokeball and made his escape. He would try the hardest to find them alone out of all the people at any of these gatherings. Sure, he'd fantasize about touching their bodies; how could he not? But he would have another chance at them soon enough, they would end up separating themselves or getting lost in the large vacation house and by that time he'd make his move. He only saw them at these gatherings where there were tons of adults around most time but that was plenty.

The daughter, Laura, now that she was seven, though, and he supposed she really only used to talk your head off. Truth was, she'd now matured enough to where she no longer said exclusively stupid things. In fact, she kept to herself unless she had something she was sure of to say; maybe she was embarrassed to draw attention to herself anymore after what happened with the houndoom and pack of dogs. And the brother, Leo, had settled down and now acted pretty shy and reserved around people but he had been caught catching glimpse at the males in the family or some of the pokemon that roamed the house. You could still tell his playful side was there, and he'd even been rambunctious at last year's new-years party when there were other children around, but he'd clearly learned how to flip it on and off.

Not to mention that they'd likely tell on him if he ever touched them regardless of how lite or extreme. Syn, that is. And that would get to his parents right away. And to tell the truth, it was

pretty frustrating to have two more playthings seemingly within reach and not to be able to put his hands out and take them.

But they would never consent, he'd never be able to get them alone, and he'd gotten used to those two facts. Not like it mattered terribly much anyway; he was just always horny. Maybe his oversized nuts produced more testosterone than the average. ...The closest he'd ever been with either of them (the kids) had been the hugs they gave each other when arriving and departing the gatherings, just like everyone else did.

Dinner droned on for about an hour and a half this year, which was a good thing. He could keep his face metaphorically buried in his food. Across the table from him, two grandmothers were talking about--what else--the states of their assisted living homes. Down the table, their daughters, maybe thirty years of age, were talking about work and making jokes. This was hell.

After dinner, they all opened presents. Being "one of the kids," he got a round of presents from everyone all to himself instead of just receiving gifts meant for the whole family. Again, not that it mattered. Literally half of the presents he got were those gimmick tear-off calendars for the next year. He smiled and pretended the content of the calendars was pleasing to him as he put them in a bag to take home. Laura received mostly jewelry. She actually liked one of them, a smallish necklace or largish choker made with one delicate silver band and one delicate gold band intertwined.

She put it on, and it stood out, and was very pretty, against her black blouse. It lay over her developing breasts resting near the top of her concealed cleavage. Below, she was wearing a very pretty, knee-length, black, pleated skirt and white stockings--which may have been pantyhose. Syn got another overly large erection under the table. Holding her against him as he felt up and down her thighs, his fingers just barely touching the plump, smooshy girl bits held tight in her pantyhose... He looked away and told one of the old folk across the table that he really liked the sweater they'd gotten him.

Later, after the party had split into a few groups for talking again, Syn slipped away to sit by the fire and avoid everyone. It worked, fortunately--as he'd chosen the right time, when everyone was wrapped up in conversation. Leo, also clearly bored out of his mind, came over to sit by Syn. Syn's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly reminded himself that nothing would happen. Neither he nor Leonard said a word because it wouldn't have been very good alone time otherwise. But Syn stared at the dark-haired boy and imagined pushing his cock into that tight, little ass again to see if he was still just as tight.

Actually, about Leo, they'd only recently convinced him to start wearing boy's clothing--ever. It was one of those things that the company in general found acceptable when he was really young but people had started getting uncomfortable over recently. Syn didn't like to think about stuff like that. People were so hypocritical. Especially the parents of any child need to accept that child's leanings and desires. It shouldn't be a matter of “can he or she get away with it." But, on the other hand, his sister did accept him--clearly, from how she acted towards him when he was younger. She's bring him things to wear and let him try on her earrings and everything. The kid would probably have a hard life when he was older, but he'd find his way. Maybe Syn should have been calling Leo a she? She called herself Leona.

Anyway, suffice it to say: that was something that very much interested Syn about the “brother." Would he end up getting an operation when he was older or would she be satisfied as a crossdresser? Was he going to identify as male and gay or female and straight? Would he be a naughty boy or girl? Syn covered himself with the blanket next to him to conceal his third raging erection of the night. He couldn't find pants that could hide his pride, so he often had to pretend he was just cold . He tried to stop staring at Leo, who seemed unhappy having to wear a button-down shirt and dress pants. Syn imagined her in a dress and panties barely containing her package… rubbing that bulge until it squirted all over him… using it as lube in that tight ass… Leo seemed to notice the attention, but he kept looking away and glancing back like he was embarrassed and fidgeted slightly.

Leo left eventually, and Syn went downstairs to the secondary bathroom to relieve some tension now that his boner had gone away because the one upstairs was occupied. He unzipped his jeans, and, taking his significant cock out, felt the wet spots all over the front of his boxers with his fingers. His cock mercilessly dripped pre, and, looking at it, he felt a small pair of hands grip his length which startled him slightly and saw not one but two pairs of hands around his shaft. He noticed who the small hands belonged to almost instantly as he saw the extravagant tattoo's across their arms and hands. Roquelle and Bonika is who they were, daughters he had when he was much younger and exploring his sexual awareness. “So what are my horny little girls doing here I wonder, not getting into trouble I hope" Syn flexed his cock in their small hands. Which resulted in a pair of giggles before Roquelle spoke up “We are here to play with daddy… and his big fat cock.

imagined Laura and Rosa licking it together. He quickly stiffened right back up, and it was hard to piss after that, but he managed even though it took him like a minute longer than normal. Then the bathroom door opened because he'd been lazy enough not to close it all the way, figuring that anyone with sense would get that someone was in there if the light was on.

He quickly shook off his cock and started shoving it back in--but not fast enough. Laura stood there, hands over her mouth in a silent gasp, staring. Syn reacted with the instincts of a seasoned pedophile and ran to the door without bothering putting his cock back in his pants, pushed it closed, and locked it. Then he turned to Laura, looked straight at her, and put his finger to his lips, like "shhh." Laura thankfully controlled herself and didn't call out. Instead...

she stared at his half-erect dick. She curled a finger from each hand into her mouth and subconsciously sucked on her two forefingers. "...is that what's a boy's...?" She looked up at him, wide eyed.

Syn nodded. "Yes. Is this your first time seeing one besides your sister's?"

She nodded back at him. “I didn't know they got that big…"

Syn blushed but continued with the essential warning, "You know we'll both get in trouble if you tell, right?"

That made it hit Laura what was happening, and she very quickly turned away and blushed, covering her eyes. "I-i'm sorry!" she said in a whisper so no one would know there were two people in the bathroom.

Syn nodded. "Me too. Should have closed the door all the way."

Laura blushed harder but also started panting visibly. She was just reaching the age where a girl was supposed to have fantasies just like this. Maybe she was just stunned that one was coming true. Actually, this felt just like the first time with Rosa when she'd been in the bathroom as he was getting out of the shower. "It's okay that you saw me!" Syn quickly added, also in a whisper. "I don't mind, and there's nothing really wrong with it. You have boys you like at school, right?"

She gulped and nodded, too flustered to answer that direct and personal a question. But she did confirm it rather than denying it.

"But none of them are going to show you unless you date them first, and you can't touch porn online."

She hid her face, obviously because he'd guessed right and looking at porn was something she was familiar with. And that meant she touched herself. He stopped talking suddenly because it looked like being direct wasn't working with her as well as it had with Rosa, Rachael, and Mike. Laura maybe wasn't energetic or outgoing enough. Well, she was older too. But she was very pretty, and Syn's heart started thumping again. Unbelievably, he almost had her long, brown hair running through his fingers as she kissed his dick. Over and over, he kept telling himself, "don't mess this up." Turns out he had desperately wanted to put his hands up her skirt the whole time. Even if he was telling himself it wasn't going to happen.

Instead, he put his cock away and redid his pants then got on one knee in front of her. She was taller than him like this, and looking down at him might make her feel more comfortable. He tried treating her a little more on the level since she was a little more mature. "Listen," he said, still whispering (and listening carefully to make sure no one else was coming down the stairs), "it's ok. If you want to leave and pretend this never happened, that's ok with me." He held her wrists and gently pulled her hands away from in front of her face, and she nodded, seeming to respond to this treatment much better.

Encouraged, Syn went on as she glanced at his cybernetic right hand wrapped around her (much smaller) left wrist. "But this is your chance. You can look at me and touch me if you want, as much as you like. Not every boy would let you do that with no strings attached. And I can teach you if you want, too."

Again, her face flushed; but this time, it looked like that was because she was realizing he was right and grasping the chance she had. He had been right from the beginning to treat the situation as if she wanted sex like any normal girl who'd started puberty--instead of like a chaste virgin like lots of boys preferred to think of their girls as. She nodded and whispered, "I want to look at it some more."

In the back of his mind as he stood up and unzipped his jeans again, Syn wondered how long they had before people started wondering where they were. A long time? Everyone seemed to have been absorbed in conversation when he'd left. Or would they get worried about him and not give Laura very long to explore him at all? Syn pulled his half-erect dick out of his boxers again and let it flop in front of Laura, hanging against the outside of his jeans with a bit of a downward curve given its weight and size.

Laura's blush hadn't gone away completely, but now she looked down at his cock with more anticipation than nervousness. She stood about as tall as the middle of his chest, and she had a delicate body. He couldn't tell from her expression what was running through her head exactly, but he was pretty sure he caught a little, devious grin slip out. Her chest rose and fell visibly. This was her first time, no doubt about it.

She had delicate, warm hands and wrapped them around Syns dick almost carefully, pulling it up and looking at it from every angle. She tried stroking it lightly and Syn let out a happy sigh as he felt his dick stiffen a little, starting to stand out firmly in front of his body instead of flaccidly hanging there. He reached down and pet her hair, and she smiled at this, beginning to accept her desires. Just one time in the middle of it, sexily, she reached her right hand down under her skirt and felt her crotch, probably confirming her own feeling of wetness. Syn still couldn't see whether they were pantyhose or just stockings.

"I didn't think a normal boy's would be like this..." she said, obviously referencing the porn stars she'd seen, as she cutely wrapped both hands around Syn's girth. Slowly she tugged on it, making his foreskin slide slowly up midway over his head. He had her.

Emboldened now, Syn pet her head more. "Good girl, Laura. Tell me more about how much you like it."

The stairs went creek just on the other side of the door. Then a very loud knock at the bathroom door. Syn froze and held his breath, hoping to God the person on the other side hadn't heard what he'd said.

"Laura? Are you ok, hun?" It was her father's voice. This was why it was important to lock the door to the bathroom.

"Yeah, Dad!" Laura yelled, sounding annoyed, her expression completely changing as she did like she was fending him off from her property.

"Ok," he said. "There's pie when you come out!"

"Okay, Dad!" she yelled. "I'm just doing my business!"

Footsteps going back up the stairs. Syn breathed again. Laura, proud of herself now that she'd chosen this, flashed a very naughty grin up at Syn and tugged on his cock with both hands. But the naughtiness didn't stay because the very act of giving that grin had caused her blush to come back full force and her heart to throb. She was hot.

Syn turned her around, quickly unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt, and let it fall to the floor. They were pantyhose, white and almost see through, and they clung to her tightly, giving her significant cameltoe. He pulled her back against him and let his throbbing hard cock hotdog between her smooth butt cheeks and then between her thighs. Her whole body shivered with horniness, and she reached down and rubbed the head of his cock where it was poking through to the front between her legs. His cock squooshed her soft girl bulge up with each stiffen, and he made her palms slick with pre. Her young girl juices made the crotch of her pantyhose moist against his bare shaft.

"It's thick," she whispered, remembering what he'd asked her to do earlier, "and hard. You could be in porn." She squeezed it, "and it's really straight and heavy. It's beautiful." She seemed to love praising his meat. He started to pull her pantyhose down in back, revealing her smooth, tight butt cheeks inch by inch. She had a smooth birthmark on the right one: just a brown splotch shape, but it was like someone had given her a hickey there. His cock stiffened, imagining himself doing the same.

Panting, she kept whispering to him because the more she did, she more of her he would reveal, and she wanted him to see her completely bare. "I want to keep touching your cock until it twitches like a big snake and spits cum in my hair." She was using all the words and scenarios she'd learned online. "I want to bend over and let you try to stuff the head in between my pussy lips just to see if it would fit." Syn shivered. She really thought he was huge.

He slipped her pantyhose down all the way off her butt. If he felt down her front and between her legs right now, he would touch her soft, little pussy and her moist, squishy lips. His cock throbbed with her pantyhose resting on top of it, still around her legs. Then he thought about it for a second. Making a mess on the bathroom floor would get them found out easily, but the shower... All the evidence, washed away at the end. He whispered to her, and they quietly opened the door to the standing shower and got in.

This time, he pressed her back against the shower wall and knelt down. It was a little uncomfortable on his knees but nothing to worry about with an angel's pussy right in front of his face. He took his left index finger and traced her pink lips between her legs back and forth, making her shiver and whine softly as she moistened his fingertip. She had just a thin clump of pubic hair just above her slit as a constant reminder she was ripe. He placed his right palm against it and touched her tender clit hood with his cold, metal thumb, making her gasp a little bit too loudly.

"Sorry, sorry!" he whispered, and she nodded and held his hand there, so he started rubbing it in circles. Her knees started buckling with the pleasure, and he slipped his left forefinger slowly up inside her. She leaned back and braced herself against the wall, quivering. She alternately hung her mouth open in a shocked gasp and clenched her teeth in intense pleasure. She was putty in his hands. His finger went into her up to the second knuckle, and her very, very tight little tunnel squeezed his finger, her just barely mature body begging for more of its first time having a boy's finger inside.

Then the second finger went in. She closed her eyes tight and grit her teeth, her expression changing to pain, but Syn had been through this with Rosa and Rachael and knew what to do. "Shhh, hold on, it'll be ok," he quickly whispered to her and quickly worked his fingers in and out of her squishy flesh. Going faster spread her, made her wetter, and slowly worked away what little of her hymen there was left; and, no more than ten seconds later, she had her hands on his hand again showing him her pleasure.

"You're a beautiful girl," Syn whispered to her, and she clenched his hand to show him she appreciated that. She was so wet now that a drop of juice actually hung in a strand from Syn's soaked fingers. Yet, inside, her vagina was still that of a little girl, barely wide enough to accept two of his fingers. He was building her up high, teasing. Then he put his lips around her clit hood and sucked, slipping her hood in and out through his lips and sliding her button back and forth along his tongue.

She gripped his hand hard, as this was clearly the most intense thing she'd ever felt. Then her walls pulled away from his fingers inside, making her feel suddenly very loose--but only for a second before they clamped down hard on him and rippled, squeezing and slip-sliding around his warm digits. When her inner walls let up again, she let out a gasp, and a large splatter of juice burst out of her pussy around his fingers, making her orgasm more than obvious. It soaked her pantyhose, the panty part of which was still held suspended between her thighs.

Syn withdrew his mouth and his fingers. Panting, Laura looked down at him. Amazingly for a girl her age, she whispered, "I need more."

Syn stood up proudly and stoked his rock hard dick in front of her, and Laura nodded. She wasn't shy in the slightest anymore. "Yeah, that," she whispered and giggled after. Then she rubbed her crotch, making herself shiver and Syn's cock stiffen so hard it actually spurted pre on her blouse. She didn't seem to mind. Maybe she thought it wouldn't show up. It looked and sounded like she was enjoying being a little skank.

"I can't cum inside you, you know," Syn said. Laura nodded. "Just pull out and do it on my butt," she said confidently. She'd seemed so shy at first, but she was really a dirty little girl underneath who had only needed that little push, that safe outlet for her naughty fantasies just like him. That or she was just discovering how good it felt to be free with her body. Either way was insanely hot, and she'd just told him to do her pussy and give her a creampie in between her ass cheeks. That's what she wanted. It would be oozing down her backside in her tight crack, dripping into her pantyhose for the rest of the night, maybe even down her leg. That might get them caught, but it hadn't happened yet. Syn made the decision to take that risk because Laura was on his side. And she was going to hide this too.

He reached down and around her hips and squeezed her ass cheeks. His hands were big enough to where a cheek fit perfectly in each palm. "Mmm..." he allowed himself to moan. He turned her around and felt up and down her bare ass, how warm and tight the skin was. She turned back around to face the shower wall, leaned forward, and pulled her pantyhose down the rest of the way so she could spread her legs wider. When she straightened back up, she only did so halfway. She put her hands flat on the wall and made her back flat, pushing her butt and girl bump back towards Syn and his big cock soon to be spreading those little, soft, tight virgin lips.

He held the middle of his tool and rested the head against her entrance. She was hot down there, thermally. His head was almost wider than her entire crotch was across, but she kept pushing her butt back against him and asking for it. Grinning, Syn gripped his firm tool and pushed. She was so small that the head made an audible pop when her lips closed around it, just like Rosa's first time. She clenched her fists against the wall, but Syn knew better than to stop. He planted his hands on her hips and pulled her back on him quite hard, making her have to bite her lip to not yelp. His dick sunk into her.

She wasn't just tight; she was a glove. Every part of his rod was being touched by slick, smooth flesh, and she radiated heat around him. She probably shouldn't have been able to take him, but he'd prepared her properly with that messy, sticky orgasm. His fingers wrapped around her hips against her inner thighs, and his thumbs dug into her bare ass cheeks. He pulled his rod out of her all but the head then thrust this time instead of pulling her back. He shoved himself as deep as he could get in her young pussy hole, maybe five inches. He wasn't even halfway inside her, but it was plenty good enough. He paused there to let her get used to the size finally and jacked the portion of his shaft that remained outside of her. She gasped and bit her lip harder to keep from moaning, clenching on him uncontrollably.

Syn leaned forward over her, pressing his stomach against her back, shirt against blouse since both of them were still mostly dressed. He stayed buried in her and kissed her cheek, tasting tears on his tongue. "You're a good girl," he said. "I promise it'll feel good soon, as good as I'm feeling." Then he pumped her with all he could fit in going mercilessly fast, hitting his cockhead against her underdeveloped cervix. His thighs would have made loud slapping sounds against her butt cheeks if they weren't covered by his jeans still. Lucky break.

She was a little sprinkler inside and kept getting wetter. His tool quickly got slick enough that it wasn't hard to thrust anymore, making him able to get up to his full speed and toughness and use her little cunt. His head rammed against the back of her short tunnel. Too bad she wasn't grown enough to where he could hilt in her, but he imagined most fully grown women couldn't take his whole tool. She must have been getting sore inside and hurting; but, while he did feel sorry for her, she wasn't making him stop. So, instead, it just turned him on more.

He grinned as he took his hands from her hips and slid them up her front side under her blouse. She had tiny little lumps of tits, but they were there, and her tiny button nipples were pleasurably erect. She craned her head back as he touched her nips, and he grinned. He pressed in on them first to make them soften, then he slowly stroked his fingers tenderly over them to make them achingly hard again. It drove her crazy, and she responded down in her pussy by clenching on him as hard as she had before when he'd put his finger in her. "That must really get her off," Syn thought to himself. "Dirty little girl." He started pinching her lumps, making her gasp hotly.

He ran his hands up and down her front side as he pounded into her cunt, feeling her breathe hard and erratically. He knew from his other two girls: when she was getting close, she'd start panting fast instead of breathing hard, so she still had a ways to go. That was good; so did he. Her moist little lips slipped around his cock and stroked it over and over. Her obviously erect clit was pressed firmly against his shaft and was causing her to shiver and wriggle every time Syn moved.

With the way she was shoving herself back against him now, even harder than before, and quivering, she was clearly no longer in any pain. Syn took advantage and did what he wanted with his dick up her little pussy. He spread her deep inside and humped the back of her tunnel hard where it was hottest. Then he withdrew totally, popping his head out of her, making her lips press back together and making her turn her head back to see what was happening. With a grin, he watched her drool and her eyes roll back in her head as he slipped it back in, finding it was much easier to penetrate her drippy, twelve-year-old peach this time.

He shoved it in as deep as he could and pumped, making ripples run through her ass cheeks. This sudden, rough, deep treatment made her arch her back, pant loudly and quickly, and give all the telltale signs. Syn put his palms flat against the wall next to hers and pumped her like a toy, building himself up to match her quickly. Syn felt his oversized nuts drawing up between his legs all of a sudden; then they clenched right away, and a huge amount of semen shot up through his shaft. He held back hard as he worked her to her second cum.

Laura climaxed all around his rod, nice and tight. Unlike the first one around his fingers, this time she held down on his tool for as long as she could, slippery muscles rippling all over him. She gasped multiple times, her breath seeming to catch on each one, then she let out a high-pitched squeal. Syn quickly clamped his hand over her mouth so she wouldn't be heard, and she thankfully let loose. Then her vaginal walls pulled away from his meat and clamped again and again, convulsing in rhythm. She was having a blissfully intense one, and it ran out of her pussy and dripped off his balls.

It lasted a long time, and Syn managed to hold out through the whole thing, putting all his strength into clenching his groin muscles tight, now buried stiffly deep in her rippling vaginal muscles. But he couldn't enjoy it forever. There was so much it leaked out of his tip, and he got a little in her, so he immediately pulled out. He quickly moved his right hand to his cock and pressed it down from the top, nestling the the head right at the deepest part of her tight crack. Then the dam broke, and he spurted huge, heavy ropes of semen against her young ass. Every single one of his eight firehose blasts hit so hard it actually made a splatting sound, and he shot the last three all over her sexy birthmark. His seed ran down her crack and dripped from her peach into her pantyhose just like he'd wanted.

Growling in pleasure, he stepped back, and she reached down and quickly pulled up her underwear, trapping his seed inside. Turned out there was no need for the shower, but it had been a good measure to take nevertheless. She turned around to face him and panted, leaning back against the wall, her expression a mixture of exhaustion, satisfaction, and amazement. He brushed the hair off of her sweaty brow as she leaned against the cool wall with her eyes half lidded and her mouth hanging open. Then he hugged her, and she wrapped her arms around him. Without saying a word, she stepped out of the shower and made herself presentable for company again in front of the mirror, washing off any part of her that had touched his naughty parts and fixing her hair. Syn waited in the shower till she was done, planning to do the same for himself. But, on the way out, she turned to him and grinned without reservation.

"I'm gonna go get my sister," she said. "She just learned how to cum."

Syn grinned equally wide. “Oh? Is that because you taught her?"

Laura licked her lips, still playing up the porn-star act. “Yeah. And I'll be back to watch."

As soon as she'd closed the door and stepped out again, Syn locked it and shed his clothes completely. He stepped back into the shower and turned on the hot tap, letting his cock flop and washing the rest of his body. Then he held and cleaned his member from every angle and made sure all of the previous adventure's mess was off his balls. New partner, fresh start. Also, he didn't know how long Laura would be getting her Leona. She was trapped upstairs with company or something, maybe. He stepped out of the shower after a few minutes and dried himself with one of the towels hanging across from it. Some water still dripped from the elbow of his prosthetic, but that was unavoidable. Naively, he was planning to hear a knock on the door or something when they got back.

But Laura was much more clever than that and must have realized that would have given them away--because, after another minute or so, a piece of paper slipped in under the door that said “here we are." Laura even jiggled the door handle to show him her hand was on it. He wondered if this scenario was covered in the porn she watched too or if she just had a mind for lying and tricking people. Honestly, he couldn't tell. Girls at that age are just learning to…

He snapped himself back into the moment and stood against the right wall so that, when he opened the door, he'd be behind it (and it would look like Laura was just opening the door herself and leading her sister into the bathroom, which would just look like he'd asked her to be there with him). Syn had to push his cock down so that it wouldn't hit the door as he opened it, stiff with the anticipation of mounting another child tonight, a sexy little girl this time. There would be no convincing like there had been with Laura. He was much younger and could be asked to do anything, and his sister would be there to make him feel comfortable. Syn unlocked and opened the door, making sure that no part of him was visible to the party outside. Laura led her sister in and naturally turned around and locked the door again after it was closed.

In Laura's other hand was a backpack, in which Syn was sure she'd pretended to her parents to bring books for the homework she'd promised them she would do at the party. Maybe that's what she had told them as an excuse for bringing the backpack downstairs, as a matter of fact? Or what she was doing to buy them time to screw around?

The backpack, of course, did not contain books. Laura pulled out a blue dress like a disney princess might wear in Leona's size. It had white lace frills all around the bottom of the skirt and the arm straps; pads in the breasts for developing breasts; and a big, red bow on the back of the waist. Next came a pair of matching blue-and-white striped panties and a pair of white stockings. Laura nodded to Leona, who was very busy inspecting Syn's cock with her hands, checking all over it and under it, feeling Syn's large, ready nuts, and squeezing the shaft to see how hard it was compared to hers. So, because Leona didn't see Laura's nod, Laura simply started undressing Leona, unbuttoning his shirt and taking that off and flinging it on the floor, then unhooking unzipping his pants and helping her sister to shed those along with the confining white briefs under them. Syn stared at Leona's pretty, little package: all smooth and perfectly shaped, sitting cutely below the girl's belly. Leona finally broke away from Syn's cock and put on the new, preferred set of clothes with her sister's help. Then Leona faced Syn again and smiled up at him, and Laura put her new necklace on Leona to help her sister feel pretty. Laura quickly pulled her blouse and skirt off, leaving her in her tight pantyhose that didn't leave much to be desired in the area of her little peach.

Laura stood behind Leona and pressed the front of her body up against her backside, Laura's developing breasts smooshing in against the back of Leona's head. Leona was seven, if Syn was correct, and it made him remember how people liked to pretend kids couldn't have orgasms until they'd hit puberty. He'd guessed before that there wouldn't have been any real cum during them (just throbbing and jumping), but… had Laura really gotten her to shoot something? Syn grinned with the chance to uncover the mystery, and his cock jumped right back up to attention, it's thick, full foot-long shaft, and drooled from its puffy head right in front of Leona's face. Leona didn't say anything--just stood there and smiled up at Syn--until Laura slid both of her hands down Leona's frontside and curled them around, pressing inward and cupping Leona's crotch through the front of her dress. Leona immediately got a big grin spread across her face and started humping Laura's palms, thrusting her hips into her sister's grip.

Laura whispered something in Leona's ear, and they both stepped closer. Syn stood there with his hands limply at his sides, waiting to see what the plan was. They were completely safe from interruption and interrogation, Syn guessed (even though that may not have always been the way he liked it). So, keeping quiet, he watched as Leona had a sample taste of his cock--her cute tongue exploring his head--and as Laura stepped around next to her sister and joined, putting both her hands around Syn's meat near the base and holding it steady as she licked tenderly all over Syn's head right next to her sister. Syn shivered and clenched his fists, watching these two beautiful girls happily, dutifully pleasuring him, one all dressed up like a princess and one stripped down like a dirty whore. Leona eventually started feeling his balls again, one in each palm, and the sisters' four little hands all over his equipment made quivers run through him, his erection surging into rock-hard territory.

Leona eventually swallowed hard and opened her mouth big, and Laura pulled Syn's cock down by the base, aiming it.

“She's a size queen," Laura whispered, grinning up at Syn, as Leona's eager little mouth began to struggle to engulf his dick. “So she's gonna love you," Laura continued, winking. Precocious kids! Syn licked his lips and half lidded his eyes, feeling Leona's moist lips slide over his cockhead and make it down around it to the shaft. It already filled up the little girl's entire mouth, and the next step was her tight throat. Syn thought she would have stopped with the head to keep from choking, but she struggled to stuff more into her little body--clearly very, very hungry for some dick when all she usually had to play with was her sister in her room. Leona's hands went up around Syn's shaft so she could control the angle herself, and Syn's hands went on the back of Leona's head and gently pulled to help the little girl get him deeper. Syn soon knew what it felt like to have a little girl's tight throat swallowing on him. You could see it in there, his dick, making a little bulge at the very top of Leona's neck, and she suckled him nice and hard right where he was like she wanted to drink her mother's milk.

Laura, the little helper (even though she was the older sister) got down on her knees by Leona's side and put both of her hands up under her sister's dress, hiding them. A moment later, Leona fully closed her eyes as she started to receive pleasure. Giggling, Laura got down to a crawl, went under Leona's dress, and came back up, her head mostly lifting up the front of the dress like a huge bulge. Leona, while suckling, gave little thrusts as Laura ran her hands up and down the backs of her sister's stockings and panties. Syn imagined the little girl's erection he was about to play with himself, being gotten ready, soft to hard, by the whore sister's wet lips. When she was done, Laura came out from under the dress, stood behind her sister again, and lifted up on the dress bottom, revealing a bouncing little stiffie still caught in her striped panties. Laura held up the dress, bunching it up in one arm, and played with her sister's cute package in her other hand. Leona thrust her hips slowly into Laura's ministrations as she continued to make her mouth Syn's cockwarmer, keeping him throbbing hard.

Laura suddenly moved her hands up to Leona's shoulders, letting the dress fall back down, and pulled back, making Leona come off Syn's cock with a pop and drool two trails of saliva mixed with gooey pre out of the corners of her cute mouth. They stared up at him, Leona with her pretty, short hair and Laura with a much longer cut that made her look even more like a skank given her current (lack of) outfit, as if asking “are you ready?" with their eyes, waiting for Syn to make the next move. Syn grinned deviously and, on the spur of the moment, had two very nice plans. For the first one, he was gonna make sure he got the end of his blowjob. He brought the two very pretty little girls into the shower with him and remembered to close the door this time so that no sound would get out. He put his back to the wall and slid down to sitting on the tile floor. Laura and Leona stood there, waiting for instructions.

“How about you two show me how much you love each other? Come stand close to me and kiss. You two are sisters, right? There's nothing wrong with two family members kissing." He grinned, feeling even naughtier saying it that way because of all the much more “wrong" things they had just been doing with each other.

Laura came and stood to his right, and Leona was on his left, while they leaned over his legs and started kissing closely on the lips. Laura, being bigger, took the lead and pulled Leona to her by the shoulders, supporting her sister balance wise. They smooshed their lips together, and Syn watched them and stroked himself, imagining the playtime alone together that they must have had, particularly Laura dominating her sister and rubbing her slightly more mature body all over her sister's naughty spots. Later, they would kiss hotly just like this as she rode Leona's stiff little tool until it spurted hot strands of goo. Syn's cock stood straight up in his hands, ready for Laura to ride him instead.

He grinned as he turned his attentions away from himself. His left hand stroked slowly up Leona's stocking on the inside of her leg, tantalizingly up and up until it pressed against her inner thighs and right between her legs under the crotch of her panties. First, he continued probing upward, feeling all over her cute little ass with a cupped palm, squeezing just to make her squeak and press into the kiss harder. Then he took his finger and traced his way back down her butt crack, pressing up between her legs where a vagina would be then stroking forward and feeling his nuts held and cushioned in his underwear--the little girls' underwear that was too small to hold his package now that he was erect. Syn probed up the front of the naughty crossdresser's panties and diddled her penis, flicking his finger up and down over it, making it wiggle in the wrapping. He hooked his two forefingers around the front waistband of the panties and slid them down and off, watching them drop around her feet once they'd cleared her package. He left her stockings on, thinking what a turn on that would be to see her having sex with them still partially covering her. Syn took her penis in between his first two fingers and his thumb and jacked it quickly with her foreskin then let it go and fondled her balls as her penis bobbed in preorgasm.

On to Laura. He started the same way as with Leona, naughtily slipping his hand up between her legs, stroking her inner thighs. He was going to try to produce the same effect as before, when he penetrated her barely ripe peach for the first time with his cold finger and she shivered and got juicier. He felt Laura's little butt too, electing to give her a firm spank since she was the dirty sister, and he pulled down the panty part of her tights halfway over her butt cheeks so he could run his cold finger up and down in the top half of her crack. She shook and held onto her sister harder, drawing warmth from the kiss to mitigate the cold on her back. Syn chuckled lewdly at her reaction, then he grabbed her peach from behind, curling his fingers between her legs and holding the entirety of her crotch. He squeezed, which made her jump because she didn't expect it. He licked his lips, seeing his successful his teases were. His cold index finger began stoking up and down between her legs, right along her pantied slit. He was gonna make the juice come out of there. He pinched the fabric between her legs and pulled down, peeling her down to the nude, not leaving one bit of underwear on her. She stepped out of the undergarment and kicked it aside. Then Syn felt her dirty place again and juiced her peach with his finger until she was moaning into her sister's mouth. She took it easily and fully this time, right up to the base. He wiggled it inside her.

Syn's dick finally throbbed hard enough to remind him that it needed attention too, so Syn turned to Leona. “I want you to both to finish that blowjob you were giving me." Leona nodded eagerly. Laura turned red almost from head to toe, understanding a little bit better what Syn was asking for. But she got down on her hands and knees between Syn's spread legs and crawled towards him as close as she could, knowing she had to show Leona what to do. Laura began feeling his very full balls, cupping them in her hands needily like the slut she was, and lowered her head to kiss them, worshipping the production factories for the seed she needed him to shoot all over her, getting her sweet face and long hair messy. She stroked her tongue warmly up the middle of Syn's sack, up to the base of his significant cock, which she kissed tenderly before turning her head to the side and pleasuring his shaft up and down all over, curling her tongue around it and drooling heavily. Syn watched her perform this job excellently, and all he could think about was what a positive effect freely available porn had on society.

Leona got on her hands and knees in between Syn's spread legs right up next to Laura, and the two girls pressed the sides of their bodies close together so that they would fit. Laura kept going up and down Syn's shaft, giving slow kisses, leaving a warm patch of moistness after each one and smearing them together with her soft lips. Leona followed suit on the other side, the both of them coaxing him, teasing him by shaking their little asses in the air. Syn's dick throbbed with the attention and leaked pre down the front side, every rivulet of which was quickly lapped up in one of the girl's tongues licking tenderly up the front side. After a little bit, Laura reached down and started touching her bare peach, testing how wet she was just like she did before, and blushing as she continued to pleasure the tool that she was beginning to want more and more inside her instead. Desperate to engulf it, she kissed up the underside of Syn's dick till she got to the head, which she slowly suckled around with her soft lips, sticking her tongue out like she'd seen in her porn and taking much more than Leona probably ever would have been able to into her hot mouth. Syn shuddered, leaking pre into her barely pubescent body, as Leona teased the rest of his shaft all over with her tongue.

Laura got three inches of him inside before she stopped, and she grabbed his dick around the middle for support. She got to her knees and knelt in front of him for better leverage and sluttily spread her legs, putting her pussy on display. Syn swallowed and began touching it again, heart skipping a beat at how it pressed into her body like a marshmallow against his metallic finger. He flicked her clit hood with the pulp of his finger several times and rubbed the resulting juiciness back into her fruit. The twelve-year-old was smooth except for the startings of a few curly black hairs above her slit and the fuzz lining her lips. As Laura sucked hard in response to being molested in her private place, moving her mouth up and down the three inches she could manage, Leona went down to enjoy his balls herself as her sister had done earlier. Giggling, she took the left one into her mouth and sucked on it while tickling the right one in her hand. While Leona was busy being naughty down there, Laura was blushing and trying to take more, remembering the dick in her pussy from earlier and wanting it all now, sure she could take his whole twelve inches if she let his probing finger make her loose enough. She blushed deeply with the thought and looked up at Syn with pleading eyes--just in case he could read minds and would decide to happily pick her up under the arms and seat her on his big dick then push her down until she was squeezing him up to the hilt in her hot depths. In reality, she squeezed his dick with her small hands, begging for his big load inside her, the big load that naughty little Leona was busy churning up in his nuts.

Then Leona decided it was going to be her turn and pushed her sister away, no longer acting so innocent. Leona took on Laura's position from before (on her knees with her legs spread), grabbed the dick in front of her and stuffed the head into her mouth, suckling insistently with determination in her eyes. Syn shuddered and thrust, getting his cock back down that tight, virgin throat. Laura, instead of being disappointed, crawled behind her younger sister and lifted her dress, groping Leona with a big grin on her face. Laura took Leona's balls in her left hand and juggled them, then she took Leona's pretty little cock in her left hand and tugged the foreskin sharply and repeatedly. Leona moaned with sudden pleasure and worked very hard on Syn's big dick, shoving in about an inch past the head and jacking him hard with her hands, which she couldn't fit around Syn's girth even with both of them. Syn grit his teeth and half lidded his eyes, feeling his nuts tense and pump a gigantic load up through his tool. He held back, watching Leona's underdeveloped cock get worked. Then Leona froze and was about to have her orgasm. She shivered as her cock went crazy and spurted little shots of hot cream on Syn's big nuts. Syn took a sharp breath of air, watching the hotness of that underage cock stiffening and letting loose. More cum shot up into Syn's tool, making it a double, which he held back on twice as hard so he could shoot all at once. His cock stiffened up incredibly hard with the tension his muscles were under holding back so much cream.

Syn held Leona's head and unleashed his load down her underage throat with monster spurts, making her gag even though she swallowed as much as she could as fast as she could, so much that it started coming out the sides of her mouth after the second spurt. He unloaded in her hot little tunnel like a firehose, not letting her move even though she tried to yank her head back. She made cute little choking noises and leaked it everywhere along with big rivers of drool, trying desperately to get it down. You could almost see her tummy expanding with all the nutrition that was coming its way. Leona shivered all down her body, in sudden, intense pleasure from her first time being used so hard, especially as a cumbucket, and had a cute little second orgasm up the underside of Syn's thick shaft, spurting thin cum rockets very hard. When it was over and Syn's creaming had calmed down to just a drizzle, she pulled off and took big gulps of air, leaning over and opening her mouth, making loads of cum leak onto the shower's tile floor. She shook in pleasure, and her cock bobbed very hard in several bouts of intense aftershock, holding its stiffness for about a second after each one before falling back down against her drained little nuts. Syn could only think, when she got older, she was going to make her clients very, very happy, with a twink body like hers and her obvious need to be slave to one of the big boys. How he wanted to use that pretty little ass of hers too.

Laura pulled her little sister back to her feet and looked her in the eye, grinning while she put her hand down and groped Leona under her dress. Laura looked especially naughty doing this, being the executor of Syn's desires, twiddling her sister's cute little cock back to a full, jumping erection. She turned Leona around to face Syn (who was still sitting) and lifted her dress, exposing Leona's smooth little-girl package, his little coinpurse drawn up tightly below his ready dick. Laura flicked it up and down with her fingers, grinning lewdly as she made it stiffen and spurt pre in an arc that hit Syn's stomach. He started dribbling his arousal in a thick, sticky mess hanging off the end of his cockhead, and he soon started whimpering and shifting his hips the way a girl would when her pussy was helplessly wet.

Syn got to his feet, his own erection wagging much larger and thicker, and huffed with a resurgence of arousal. After all, it might be a long time before he got to play with two little kids at the same time again, especially when they were this horny. His eyes sized up the little girl doing the molesting, her small body, her cute little patch of pubic hair reminding her she was right on the edge of puberty and already such a naughty girl. That swollen mound underneath, dripping sexual fluids… Her lithe, otherwise smooth body; her plump butt; her developing breasts, nipples all hard. She looked at Syn, panting, totally lost in her arousal, probably not able to give up the feeling any more than he could. He didn't need to ask permission at this point; he saw what he want and took it.

He stepped around behind Laura and bent her forward until her back was straight, parallel with the ground. Surprised, Leona jumped forward but then licked his lips when she turned around and saw what was going on. She unceremoniously held her dress up and pushed her cock straight into that warm, inviting mouth. Syn watched her, imagining (or, perhaps, choosing to imagine) that these two did this frequently when they were alone and that Laura often refused to put it in her mouth if she got the chance to. Syn grinned and turned his attention to Laura's peach, more swollen and juicy than ever the way it was stuffed clenched between her legs like that. Syn gave her pert ass a gentle slap then worked his metal hand down from her asshole. She moaned and mrfed around her sister's cock in response to being touched in her naughty places, not such private places anymore. He pushed on her fruit with his thumb, which was big enough to cover her whole slit. Her pussy responded by spreading pleasingly around it almost like a balloon would if you pressed your finger into it. The skin plumped and half enveloped his thumb before he stroked down that bare slit and left her drooling girl juices in a slick rope just like her sister had off his cock.

Syn stroked Laura's sensitive, little pink slit while he watched her going down on her sister, holding her hips and bobbing quickly on that small, smooth cock, occasionally tickling his balls or giving them a little scratch on the underside. Her face was hot and red, showing how ready she was. Syn reveled in this, letting his own cock bob and drool pre as he teased the hole he would soon let his load burst in. He curled his thumb up in there and penetrated her--not because she really needed to be any more worked up at this point; just because he wanted to watch her peach juices dribble. Pulling his finger out, all sticky, he rubbed her swollen clit, making her gasp in surprise around her sister's cock and shake her behind like a bitch in heat, ready to be bred. That was the reaction Syn wanted. His cock stood turgidly at attention, ready to split her open. She was just barely too high off of the ground to kneel and pound, so he bent his legs from standing, grabbed her underage hips firmly, and shoved his thick piece of meat up in there all in one stroke, as much as he could get in there. She moaned loudly, and he began to breed his horny little pet.

She unabashedly shoved her hips back against him and, shivering pushed back as hard as she could, tears running down her cheeks as she sucked cock. All he could do was hold her hips and watch as she forced herself on him, doing her very best to hilt him, somehow finding the space in her tunnel. He felt his hardness enter a space he'd only felt in Rosa before, light a tight, stretchy extension of her. He hadn't penetrated her cervix, but she'd compressed her womb hard, forcing her tunnel to expand into that space. He slid his left hand down around her side and felt himself bulging in her belly, right where a baby would make it big if he knocked her up. He held her gently there and thrust in her, making her wince and cry but press back on him too, totally gone. Her modesty, girlishness, and good sense were all gone and replaced by lasciviousness. That's right… a sex toy. He reached forward and pushed her head down on her sister's cock firmly, making her gag twice until she remembered to breathe through her nose. She suckled it like it was her mother's nipple, needing her sister's creamy milk splatting against the back of her throat.

Syn snorted proudly and hotly, cock trying to stiffen in the little whore's messy, hot tunnel but only making her belly bulge jump. He rubbed the bulge with his palm, stroking his own head through her skin. Locked in this rude embrace, she desperately wiggled her butt, pleading for him to finish her off, and clung to her sister's hips, begging for her semen. Syn took pity and pulled his cock back halfway out slowly, stroking her insides as they tried to push out the invader and close back to normal. They clenched relentlessly on his dick, making him shiver and add more of his pre to the mess she'd already made in there from being a dirty slut like her sister. Syn held her and forced his cock in more, getting one more inch in her than before, pushing her limits. Then he banged her hard, pummeling her cervix with his dick like he was trying to break through. She pushed her behind up to try to make it easier on herself, but she couldn't. She breathed hard to get through it, but that only made her suck her sister's tool harder. Leona's eyes rolled back in her head, never having gotten it this good. She grabbed the back of her sister's head, letting her dress fall, and humped three or four times before burying herself and creaming up the back of Laura's throat with her little bouncing cock.

Syn snorted and felt his balls squeeze hard, promising him a great orgasm. He immediately clenched, holding it back as hard as he could while he pounded his bitch more. She cried out with a loud squeal and came, splattering girl juice out of her pussy around Syn's dick, clenching on him inside as hard as she could over and over and rippling up and down her passage, the shape of her tunnel conforming perfectly to that of his cock. His cock stiffened up hard with the strain of holding back and dribbled thick cum. He rammed it in nice and deep and shoved it against her womb hard, making her try to cry out while she was swallowing her sister's semen. With Syn's head holding hers down, she couldn't. Instead, she gagged, snorted, and the white goo came out her nose and ran down her face. Syn shivered, pushed, and blasted rounds of his cum right up through Laura's kiddy cervix, filling her womb. He pulled back as he did, releasing the pressure and letting her womb reexpand with his seed. His cock jumping, he squirted every inch of her full, finally pulling out completely and finishing off all over her peach, leaving her with a gloppy, white cum trail oozing down her vulva, totally obscuring her pink lips.

Leona pulled out too, satisfied, and stepped back. She stood there facing Syn; but both were looking at the slut they'd just used lying collapsed on the floor of the shower, cum running out both ends of her.

Then, wordlessly agreeing they were all finished, Leona took her dress off over her head, Syn helped Laura stand back up before he turned on the shower. They soaped the musk and cream off each other, none of them saying a word, not embarrassed in the slightest about touching each other after that. Laura and Leona kept looking at each other, and Syn wondered if they'd just had a more grown-up experience than either of them had bargained for. Laura, especially, looked a little shocked, perhaps still trying to come to terms with the intensity of the pleasure she'd just felt. It was probably never that hardcore when she did it alone with her sister, and she probably wasn't ready to be pushed to the next level like that. Her eyes were glassy when she looked up at Syn, showing him unambiguously that she was now a slave to that pleasure.

Suddenly, a knock on the door: their dad again. “Laura? Are you showering in there? Are you alright, Baby?"

Laura instantly snapped out of it, hearing the familiar voice that reminded her how she was supposed to act when not absorbed by carnal pleasure. “Yes, Dad!"

A pause, then her dad's voice came back hesitantly: “Well… okay, but don't take too long. Everyone is wondering where you are!"

“Shit," she said to herself, surprising Syn--but she responded with “Okay, Daddy!" to her father.

As quietly as they could, they finished cleaning each other, turned the shower off, got dressed again, and opened the bathroom door. Laura went first to make sure no one was watching. When she saw they weren't, the three of them snuck out together into the basement room out of view of the stairs. They would have to stagger the three of them going back upstairs so (hopefully) no one would question where the other two had been either. Syn grimaced for another reason: the party was still in full swing, and it wasn't even eleven yet.

Turned out there was an even more pressing concern, though. One there was no easy way out of, at least: grownups started coming down the stairs in droves, a few of them leading their pokemon. Syn, Laura, and Leona weren't in peril in any way; they all had their clothes on and everything, but Leona was in a dress no one but them knew she'd even brought to the party and which her parents forbade her from wearing. Plus, the three of them would be seen together, and none of the grownups knew that they could even stand being around each other. Well, that was fair, he thought, since he didn't even know he liked being around them before about an hour ago. He quickly reviewed his options:

He could let them be caught--which was certainly the easiest thing to do--and come up with excuses on the fly. He wasn't sure how well he could bullshit, though. He could hide, quickly grabbing up Leona and running into the basement's secondary room, the storage closet. This option had some merit in the sense that he'd get to spend time alone with Leona and that the adults would never know he'd been around either of them. The downsides were that he'd be trapped until everyone left to go upstairs again (and who knew how long that would be?); that no one would know where he was or where Leona was; and that, if anyone came looking for them, they'd be so screwed, especially if they were fooling around at that point. Syn, an expert at doing naughty things on the verge of being caught, just didn't have a good feeling about that second option. Third, they could try to intersperse with the crowd and hope no one noticed. Though they probably would.

In the end, Syn took too long considering, and the three of them were spotted together. A woman in her thirties that Syn really only knew as Laura's and Leona's older cousin, approached them, holding the paw of her female Lucario. And both also clearly drunk off their asses. Syn tried really hard but couldn't keep himself from smirking, smelling the alcohol on their breath. There was always a lot of wine and such at these gatherings, but no one really ever got smashed. Syn wondered what had happened--or if this was just how they were all the time. She leaned over towards him, her hair a mess, flashing him the cleavage nicely supported in her black dress. Syn grit his teeth. This was not going to turn out well if she couldn't control the volume of her voice.

...It turned out she could. “I didn't know you were such good friends with Laura and Leo," she said, smiling, as the crowd behind her--everyone between 20 and 50, basically--crowded into the room around the old CRT television.

“Um… uh huh," Syn nodded, trying to pass it off like he wasn't sure what he was saying. In fact, he wasn't sure what she was saying.

“That's good, good," she hiccuped. Then she paused for a long moment, long enough for him to get nervous and look this way and that.

“Um… because they don't have other friends here?" he offered.

“Yeah! That's it," she said. (Syn looked around for Laura and Leona to try to get some support. They had to be more familiar with this woman than he was. But they were nowhere in sight.) “Been playing?" she continued, and Syn stiffened up, wondering if she somehow knew. He was pretty sure she couldn't, but what if there was some big tell? Maybe the whole fucking party knew and- ...that probably didn't make sense, considering no one was forcibly pulling them away from him or dragging him out of the party. He tried to calm himself a little.

“What?" he asked simply.

She stood up and put her hands on her hips, looking around her, seemingly behind Syn, for some reason. “Well what have you been doing with them down here, then? You haven't even opened the toy chest. And there're no books out or anything. Did you just finish watching TV or something?" She raised an eyebrow.

...Brilliant! This was a playroom! That's right! And she and all the adults were down here to watch the christmas movie, which was unavoidably either How The Grinch Stole Christmas or Rudolph The Red-Nosed Raindeer or one of those hokey movies from that era. Syn literally ran his hand down his face to try to calm down.

“Yeah," he said, “when we heard you guys coming down to watch. We were gonna build a clubhouse."

“Oh yeah?" she chuckled brashly. “Well there are plenty of blankets and pillows and stuff upstairs. Go on, ransack the bedrooms!" she said like she owned the place. Well, maybe she had lived here at some point. “Hey, your name's Syn, right?"

“...yeah?" he answered, like he wasn't really sure.

She leaned down and whispered in his ear. “You wanna go somewhere and fuck?"

“What?!" ...That's why she was talking to him? What the hell was her deal? “No!"

Her pokemon finally butted in, pulling her owner's arm until she stood up up and walked towards the TV area, tsking. The very pretty female Lucario, nude like all of the pets, led her owner to an open spot on one of the couches in front of the television then returned to Syn herself.

She knelt down next to Syn; got up very close; sniffed him all over, especially his crotch, pressing her nose in against the front of his pants firmly; and looked up at him and grinned. Syn's face turned beet red. Shit… she could smell the sex on him, and that meant all the pokemon could. And they could smell it on the kids too. His face went from red to ashen. She made a sound akin to a lewd giggle and stood back up.

She left back for the couch, leaving Syn panting. Was that a threat or something? She could communicate with her owner psychically if she really wanted to, so it wasn't idle if it was a threat. Remembering, he quickly looked around for Laura and Leona--shit, there they were, talking with their mother by the TV. He ran upstairs in a hurry, needing to get out of there, helplessly worried he was going to get caught and spend- he didn't know what would happen; he just didn't want it to!

The party had split into two parts now. The grandparents were upstairs, sitting around the fire. At least that was normal. His grandfather was playing chess with the man he thought was Laura's and Leona's uncle. Thank god; at least they wouldn't become a bother. He darted for the upstairs bedrooms and hurriedly gathered pillows and blankets for the fortress he'd said he'd be building. That trapped him in the basement with the middle-aged crowd, but at least he wouldn't have to reveal himself in any way. And him being friends with Laura and Leona probably wouldn't be a matter of surprise for anyone now that their cousin would be talking with the rest of the grownups about it.

He dragged his building materials downstairs, and he even got some smiles from the grownups: “Look," their mother pointed them to him, “you want to go build a fort with Syn?"

“Yeah!" they both answered like little kids--even though one of them was nearly a teenager--and ran to him. Syn noticed with a quirked eyebrow that Leona had been allowed to keep her dress on now that her secret was out with the rest of the grownups. Intellectually, Syn realized he could be a little calmer now as there was no immediate danger. But the Lucario's nasty grin worried him. He felt kind of strung out. And just seeing the kids running towards him made him stiffen in both ways, reminding him of what they'd just done with him. Reminding them they'd want to find a way to do it again. Syn clung to the pillows and blankets he was carrying, the only thing between his trouser tent and a room full of parents and friends who didn't know a thing.

Syn stood there defensively hiding his tent, pretending he was interested in the movie or wanted to see it begin or something (he didn't know; he couldn't think straight) while all of the grownups and their pokemon got settled down and The Grinch started up. Then, satisfied that no one was paying any more attention to him, he turned around and dropped the pillows and blankets while Laura and Leona clung to his pants with wanton smiles on their faces. His heart suddenly leapt into his throat with the realization that they might have told their mom; he'd never made Leona promise to keep quiet, and maybe she'd spilled the beans. With his heart thumping and feeling quite lightheaded, he pulled over a desk-length table (careful not to whack his junk with it) along with several of the chairs that were down there for storage.

He pushed the table up against the wall; then he set them up with the backs of the chairs facing the table, one at each side; then he flung the blankets over the whole thing and got the two kids to help him pull them taut. Throbbing in his pants for no good reason, just because his body was reliving fond memories of fucking their smooth little bodies, he could only think about one thing: getting into the fort as soon as possible. He used two pillows to make the door of the fort so that he could pull them out and close it once they were all inside, and threw the other five pillows under there for seating.

“All done!" he said thankfully--but quietly--to them, making sure he didn't interrupt the Grinch's heart being three sizes too small one little bit. Laura dropped to her knees and crawled under first, her dress just barely able to keep Syn from groping the crotch of her white stockings with his eyes. Leona threw her backpack under there and then got down on her hands and knees. Leona's dress, on the other hand, gave anyone looking a full butt shot of her blue-and-white striped panties and his coinpurse package. Syn literally slapped himself across the face. Now was absolutely not the time to be thinking about this. He's just fucking got out of getting caught, just barely escaped certain death. His boner was difficult enough to hide, snaking its way down his left pant leg. He pulled the pillows out of the fortress “doorway," sealing them in.

Syn got (a bit painfully) on his hands and knees and crawled under with them, convinced he could just sit in there and chill and relax with them until the party dispersed, for once in the night fairly relieved that he didn't have anything to cover up or even anyone to talk to that he didn't want to talk to. He sat on the middle pillow with his back against the wall. His two playmates lay at his sides, one on each pillow. Syn opened up Leona's backpack, expecting there to at least be a kid's book in there or something. Instead… dildoes, bullet vibrators, little-boy-sized fleshlights, lube, a ball gag, handcuffs, a school swimsuit, leather straps.

“Wh- what the hell?" Syn thought to himself, going wide eyed. “How do they even keep this stuff from their parents?! Are… are their parents in on it? Do they… p-p-p-play with their kids?" As he was staring, doing all this stuttering in his head, Leona started rubbing his crotch and had fully unzipped his pants before Syn could even react, even reaching her little hand in to grope around for his still firm dick. “No!" Syn reacted out of instinct, batting her hands away. Leona looked up at him, genuinely pouting, and withdrew her hands. “You can't do that here! The grownups are watching a movie right over there. You're gonna get me caught, and I'm gonna-" While he was paying attention to the one sister, the other unbuttoned his pants and pulled his dick free of them, making it spring up, putting the huge bulge in his boxers she was so familiar with. She drooled. Syn tried to push her back and did, but Leona jumped back in and pulled his dick through his boxers slit while he was struggling. He looked down at them and panted. Oh, god… this was so hot… They leaned in and both dragged their tongues up the sides of his cock in warm, wet licks. He… really shouldn't be doing this. The penalty for being caught was incomprehensibly severe--prison for life?--but he was a teenager, and horniness took over. “A- alright," he whispered, “but don't make any noise." He looked left and right even though he was totally inclosed, just out of instinct. The Grinch blared on the TV. They could probably make a little noise…

They smacked their lips loudly up the sides of his cock, both of their tongues following their lips and smearing in their warm saliva. Their lips were so little they could tease him at most, but his cock stood straight up towards the ceiling and throbbed, egged on by the tension of having to constantly strain his ears for sounds of people approaching. God, those two blankets in front of him were the only things keeping him from being totally screwed over. “Hurry up!" he told them, his dick bouncing. Laura slid her tongue slowly up the underside and locked her little lips around his cockhead, sliding them down over, tightly pressed against him even though her mouth was open as wide as possible. “On… on second thought," Syn whispered, shivering, “take your time." He grinned, getting pushed over some threshold in his head, reward suddenly outweighing risk. “Make it good, you dirty, little,sluts." Realizing such a line would get him caught instantly if anyone at all heard it sent the strongest thrill up his spine, making his cock rock hard. But he did feel a little bad for saying it and pet their heads while they were working on him, not forcing them like before.

Laura, a warm blush in her cheeks, wiggled her head down on him, sticking her tongue out and breathing steadily through her nose, getting almost three inches into her little mouth before she started to gag and swallowed hard. Syn shivered, getting squeezed so tight in that wet, little girl's passage. She continued to make little gagging noises interspersed with little pleasure noises. Leona went from kissing up and down his shaft to leaning in farther and using both hands to hold up his nuts while she kissed them, even slipping one fully into her mouth and sucking. Syn sighed happily, watching them work: “Good… good little girls. I like that… You're making daddy feel very good…" He grinned, wondering if he could reach down to pleasure them at the same time… The Grinch was a constant reminder of how naughty they were being. That only made Syn want them to suckle harder and make louder, wetter sucking sounds with their little lips.

Then Laura couldn't take it anymore and pulled quickly off him, gasping loudly, and Syn asked if she was alright. Instead of answering, she blushed and returned to pleasing his cockhead with her tongue, running the little, wet muscle slickly in circles around his most sensitive part. Leona locked her little hands around the base of his dick, barely able to reach around it using both hands, and pulled up and pushed down, rubbing their saliva in, jacking him off wetly with his average amount of foreskin. They both looked up at him, blushing and giving a happy expression that was halfway between a grin of “we're bad girls, aren't we?" and a smile of “are we doing good, Daddy?" Syn shuddered and released a long dribble of pre that was quickly mopped up by Laura's tongue, and she provided drool in return for Leona to rub in. Syn licked his lips, looking at the two small, sexy bodies behind the heads working him. One was smaller than the other… He reached down as far as he could and tugged around the waist of Leona's dress; she got the message and scooted up further so Syn could grope her ass.

He pulled her dress up off her butt and rubbed those tight little cheeks through her panties; then reached two fingers out and touched her little sac through them. Leona responded by laying his head between Syn's belly and his cock, pushing his cock forward, and continuing her kissing there. That was too cute. Syn growled gently in the back of his throat, a noise that revealed his pleasure. His cock was clearly now at a better angle for Leona, who went down on him again and got another inch in this time, her tongue out pressed up against the underside of his shaft. Syn's head went back against the wall, and his tongue lolled out as he received his prize while he pushed his hand down under the waistband of Leona's panties and felt that little butt skin to skin. He fondled his ballsac in his much larger palm too, making her squeal with delight. Laura bobbed on him. He gently helped her go deeper with his metal hand on the back of her head.

Syn felt his nuts tense, right on edge. Laura had his cockhead down in her tight throat. Oh god… A hand appeared at the bottom of the blankets and started to lift up. Syn went wide eyed while his heart jumped out of his chest. He was going to cum bucketloads. He looked around, almost willing to be caught at this point rather than push the little pleasure giver off his dick. Time slowed down. The hand lifted up gradually, and Syn made his decision. His dick tensed up hard with the pressure of holding back his thick load. He pushed Laura off him, watching anxiously as his dick dripped cum, just barely holding in the pressure. In a flash of brilliance, he grabbed Leona's arm and pulled her up to sit on top of him, on his lap. He lifted up the back of her dress in a flash and shoved his dick down the back of his panties, burying it safely against his bare boy bits, held in by the crotch of the panties. Her dress fell over their union, and it just looked like she was sitting on his lap. Syn bit his lip as Sammy's face appeared under the blanket:

“Hey, you kids (hiccup) okay under here? It sounds like… um…" She stopped. Syn did his best to maintain a normal expression, but he couldn't stop it now. He would have given anything to back out of it right at the end, but it was way too late. His cock stiffened up hard and fired his first rocket round of cum against Leona's penis, making him involuntarily close his eyes and moan. “Oh…" said Sammy. “Oh, I get it. There's something going on under… here!" and she pulled up on the front of Leona's dress, revealing the bulge Syn's huge, hard cock made in the front of Leona's panties. Despite everything he'd done, he'd still got caught--by the drunk, hot girl--cumming in a preschooler's panties. It drove him wild. His dick felt harder than he'd ever felt it before as she watched him fire off into that tight fabric, Leona wiggling his package on top of him. Sammy grinned straight at him as he stiffened up hard and those ropes of cum came shooting through the fabric, all over the carpet between his legs. He couldn't tear his gaze away from her confident, obnoxious, drunk grin, having pinned him down. She reached her hand out and caught some of his cum in her palm and licked it off right in front of him, whispering “bad boy." He gasped helplessly, feeling his nuts tense again and shoot more up into his rod, making him lapse right into a second orgasm. He shot his load all over, only restrained by Leona's panties. At the last second, Sammy pulled down the front of Leona's panties too, releasing his little dick on top of Syn's huge one. Syn grit his teeth and fired all over the front of Sammy's dress.

She crawled up over his lap, smooshing her tits in Leona's face, just as his orgasm was ending and looked into his eyes. And she held his cock, where it continued to throb while Syn suffered his aftershocks in Sammy's palm. “What a big, naughty boy," she said, kissing him full on the lips firmly and drunkenly sloppily and seeming to forget that there was a party going on outside. (Laura sat to the side and watched on, intent on learning something from the older woman's powers of seduction.) “Heheh, don't worry," Sammy said when Syn looked worried, “Melissa is making sure no one hears."

“Wha…?" breathed Syn, panting, more responding to the surprise of the whole situation than to what she had just said; but she didn't take it that way.

“My Lucario," she said. “You saw her before, right? And Lucarios can have psychic abilities, right? Well, mine does. Trust me." She actually didn't give him time to think about it, starting to strip her dress off from the top. For some reason, she wasn't wearing a bra--or wasn't wearing one anymore--and simply revealed her full tits, nipples hard and ready, goosebumps of excitement all over them. She leaned in and smooshed those cows in Leona's face; he happily grabbed them and started playing with them, squeezing with her little hands. Sammy licked her lips at Syn, who stuttered, and she kissed him full on the mouth again, barely giving him room to breathe.

“Why did you refuse me before?" she grinned when the kiss was done, still hovering close to his face. She took his dick in her soft right palm and tugged at the foreskin, which made Syn lean his head back against the wall and moan, quickly regaining his tension there. She gave him a lewd, unabashed grin, feeling his cock get hard right away in her hand. She stroked two fingers up the underside of its slight upward curve, encouraging it to fill to its full, extreme length and girth. Syn gasped, out of control as it started to throb, sticking way out in front of Leona, the head almost touching Sammy's dress, the base of his shaft still buried warmly between Leona's legs, bobbing against her little ballsac.

“I… just didn't want to accept in public?" Syn answered lamely (though the honest reason was that he had been surprised and a bit taken aback by her drunkenness. He didn't exactly know her before this, and she propositioned him within two seconds of meeting him).

“You didn't want to accept because I'm a stranger," she said, making Syn grimace as she hit the nail right on the mark. Drunk people sometimes had mysterious powers of perception like that, Syn was beginning to notice.

“Er… yeah," he said.

“Thassalright," she grinned, slurring her words. (How drunk was she?) “You're pretty built, and you have a huge shlong," she told him. “Saw it in your pants, so I wanted you to bang me," she said simply, stroking Syn the whole time.

“I don't even know you," he pretended to struggle out of some habit, perhaps instinctively clinging to his last vestige of morality or dignity.

“Pokemon mate with total strangers in the wild," she grinned. “You pick your breeding partner for their body."

Syn gave up and leaned back against the wall, letting his cock throb in her hand. Sammy breathed hotly, seeing as how the little girl had been playing with her rock-hard nipples the whole time. Syn looked down at Leona through half lidded eyes, watching her lick at Sammy's cows before she stuffed the left nipple in her mouth and sucked. Sammy panted loudly and whined from how turned on she was. She loved getting teased, Syn noted with a grin--but quickly closed his eyes and moaned himself as Sammy smeared a slippery hand over his oversensitive cockhead. She was gathering up the cum he'd blasted before. The stuff on the floor was lost, but there was plenty on her dress. After that was gone, she folded the front of Leona's wet, cum-stained panties over and rubbed them softly up and down the first few inches of his meat.

Sammy looked at him when he didn't take the initiative: “Well, weren't you going to bang her ass?"

Syn's eyes widened at her, and his heart started thumping suddenly. This… was simply turning out to be the best christmas eve ever--and perhaps the second best day ever, after the day he first fucked his sister. Syn immediately went to comply, licking his hand for lubrication in order to prepare Leona's tight asshole for penetration. Then he had a thought--and, since he could talk freely now: “Laura? Is there a bottle of lube in that backpack?"

She nodded quickly and turned to it, fishing around in there for a long couple seconds before retrieving a pink bottle and handing it to him. “It's…" she said softly, looking up at Syn.

“Hmm?" he encouraged her.

“...her first time with a cock," she said. “But he likes being fingered."

Syn grinned wide, almost having forgotten how much he loved her porn-movie vocabulary. “Got it," he said.

“Ooh," teased Sammy, grinning, still stroking his hard cock. “Better be careful."

Syn took the bottle and set it by his side, eyeing the rear of Leona's panties, clinging tight enough that they matched the shape of her cute, petite butt cheeks. Gently hooking his thumbs around both sides of the waistband of the naughty cloth barrier, he nudged it downward, and Leona eagerly lifted her butt off his lap a little so he could get them down. When her butt was exposed, small but plump smooshed against Syn's thighs, she leaned back forward into Sammy's tits, suckling the right one now instead. Her crack spread, exposing her tiny, puckered hole, slightly pinker and smoother looking than the skin around it.

Syn hastily opened the lube and drooled a lot on his left hand (because, if he used his right one, the lube would just run right off) and pressed his palm, full of the cold, viscous liquid smack between her cheeks, making her instantly messy. A visible shiver ran up her whole little body as she adjusted to the shock of its temperature. Syn didn't even have to spread her; he simply started rubbing it up and down her hole and was rewarded with it clenching in unexpected pleasure. Sammy got a naughty look on her face and, making sure the frilly play dress Leona was still wearing was up out of the way, took Leona's little penis in her other hand and started stroking. That little touch, that bit of extra stimulation, was all it needed; it sprung up rock hard, already having been very excited from Syn's stroking, and bobbed, tensed and jumped. Sammy giggled, probably at how cute it was, and fiddled with the little dick in her left hand and the huge one in her right.

Palm facing up, Syn continued to rub the lube in with his two forefingers, watching Leona's asshole clench in pleasure. It took about a minute; but, when it started feeling warmer and looser, he pressed on it gradually but firmly with his middle finger until it accepted him. His slippery finger went right up in, and Leona's cock went crazy as her naughty little asshole clenched all over the sudden intruder. Syn worked the lube into her crazy-hot little boy tunnel, twisting his finger a bit to loosen up her stubborn little ring. She wouldn't settle down and continued to clamp, and Syn realized that even his finger must be huge for her. She wasn't even suckling on Sammy's tits anymore (though she was making adorable attempts to bat at them, wanting to touch those large, soft cows more). Instead, she was leaning forward into them, panting fast, chest heaving. Her mind was obviously hazy, lost in some pleasure heaven. Syn suddenly got an odd grin on his face, and his dick hardened in Sammy's grip, spitting pre into her palm at excitement in the idea he's just had.

He pulled his finger slowly out of her and watched her hole clench rapidly after, her taint tightening with each one, making his tight ballsac (visible nestled between her legs due to her pose) pull up erotically. Before she tightened back up too much, Syn turned his hand palm down and pushed his index finger back up in her little pucker. She made a little whimpering noise and released pre into Sammy's palm, cock jumping rapidly over and over. Syn curled his finger inside her tight, constantly squeezing passage, and rubbed back and forth until he heard her make an unusual, deep grunt, signifying he'd hit his mark. He rubbed his finger in and out and back and forth against her prostate, watching as her whole body tensed and shivered, her dick spewing pre, standing up so hard it touched her tummy then falling back down leaking fluid every time he stroked her. She gripped Sammy's arms with her small hands, and Syn kept touching right there. Then Leona's cock straightened up, full of tension, and didn't go back down. She shivered all over, starting to leak a long stream of thick cum. And, from little more than Syn's finger in her ass, she blasted all over the front of Sammy's dress: huge, thick ropes of little-boy cum. Laura's eyes went wide, never having seen her ejaculate that much or that hard ever. It just kept spraying out of her, the previous strand barely having finished getting spurted out before the next one started. She'd made seven of those before she finally calmed down, quivering all over.

Sammy looked up at Syn, winking, and Syn got the idea. Perfect timing. He pushed the dazed little girl up off his lap so she was standing, leaning against Sammy, her hands on the older woman's shoulders. Confused and still suffering her aftershocks, Leona looked back at Syn, legs all wobbly. Syn looked up at her as he pulled his hard cock up from between her legs, letting it stand at attention in his lap. Then he held Leona's cute hips and eased her down, guiding her right onto his cock. His head slipped between her butt cheeks, and she gave a confused gasp as Syn pulled down on her. Then Syn's cockhead slipped in all at once, making Leona's eyes roll back in her head and almost gag on her own saliva in shock. She quickly recovered, quivering against Sammy as her tight sphincter closed hard around Syn's shaft just under the head. Syn almost lost it right there at how tight and hot she was.

He leaned back against the wall, pulling Leona and her stiffening little dick back more securely onto his lap, and bounced her, trying to loosen her up a little bit. He spread his legs; and, since there was now more space to wiggle in in front of him, Laura withdrew her sticky fingers from her underage snatch and crawled over. She lay on her belly between Syn and Sammy and below Leona's legs, which were up in the air flailing as she panted hard, trying to get used to the intensity of the feelings running through her. Laura put her small, sticky, sweet-smelling hands around the lower part of Syn's shaft and pulled up and down at the skin, keeping him hard--but when she found that it didn't have much effect, she went lower and played with Syn's nuts, holding one in each palm and stroking the sac, giggling like they were her playtoys. Then she stuck her tongue out and slurped the left one up all the way into her mouth and suckled, making Syn shiver and hold Leona closer.

Sammy crawled up closer to close the distance Syn had put between them by leaning back and offered her tits to Leona again--though the little girl didn't respond for a little while, unable to deal with the intruder in her backside. So, instead, Sammy leaned forward and kissed Syn sloppily on the mouth, giving him a hint of what she promised was gonna come later (she hoped, if she played her cards right.) Syn panted and just sat there, bouncing his tight boytoy on the tip of his tool, simply receiving his pleasure. Sammy parted from the kiss, leaving a strand of saliva trailing between their two mouths, and, like a mother caring for her little girl, touched Leona's cheek.

“Relax, Baby," she said and stoked Leona's shoulders, “take deep breaths." Leona looked up at her, nodded with tears in her eyes, and did as she was asked. Her anus stopped clenching so tight, and Syn, all slick, slipped two more inches into that gloriously tight passage, bouncing Leona gently to work his thick tool into that lubed-up little hole. Leona started making erotic noises no one had heard out of her before, and Syn began bouncing her harder, starting to work her, pushing in when she relaxed her muscles and pulling out when she clenched, pulling her rhythmically up and down instead of bouncing her. She slipped another few inches down as she loosened up inside, and she started swinging her legs in pleasure, her little hands in fists on Sammy's shoulders, a thick strand of precum hanging lewdly from her cockhead thanks to the constant pressure on her prostate.

Syn sighed in happiness and started to pleasure himself with her smoothly like a warm, living fleshlight. Sammy leaned back in and started kissing him again; and Leona took Sammy's left nipple back in her mouth all by herself. Laura kicked her legs in the air behind Sammy, cutely amusing herself with Syn's seed silos and the unused majority of his long cock, stroking it and squeezing it, constantly testing how firm it was. Then she pushed herself up a little more and started licking up the underside in long, tingly strokes of her soft, warm tongue, making Syn's meat start to stiffen and jump as he moaned into Sammy's mouth, locked in the center of a pleasure chamber hot with bodies pressed against each other.

Sammy twiddled Leona's dick back and forth with the thumb of her right hand and stroked the underside of his ballsac with her fingers on the same hand just like she was playing with a girl, fingering her and stroking her oversized clit, using the same motions. Leona suckled harder and started to make loud pant-grunts against Sammy's breast, her cock stiffening straight up to point at the ceiling and quiver, holding something back. Syn held her hips firmly, his thick cock putting immense pressure on her prostate constantly, going faster all the time. Leona's whole body tensed; and, at the height of that stiffening, she started releasing a second load in wild spurts forward and up, all over the front of Sammy's dress again, adding to her previous cumstains. Lots went into Sammy's palm too, which Sammy rubbed slickly all over Leona's balls while the orgasm was still going, tickling and overstimulating the poor little crossdresser. Leona clamped her tight ass as Syn was pulling her onto him in the downstroke like her pucker was kissing it's way down his dick.

Then she finished and dribbled her last few drops into the gooey pre strand hanging off her dick, making the strand heavy and fall on the back of Laura's dress right between her shoulder blades. But Leona didn't go soft at all after with all the pressure inside of her, making the orgasm she just went through seem like a necessary venting of naughty fluids in the middle of a servicing, like the emergency relief valve. Her hard dick bobbed up and down with the directions Syn was pulling her, getting no rest at all. Syn did her harder, now feeling the tension starting to build in his groin muscles thanks to Leona's clamping. Leona loosened even more, and Syn got eight inches inside her, past the loop into her intestine. Leona groaned and started holding her tummy, clearly able to feel every pump deep inside her, all wet and hot, giving her the deep, expansive feeling of pressure and fullness she never knew she needed so bad. Syn couldn't concentrate on kissing Sammy anymore, even intermittently; he just leaned back full against the wall and used his toy while his other little girl pleasured the rest of his cock with her tongue and rubbed his balls with her graceful hands.

Syn closed his eyes, feeling his nuts clench and push cum up into him, where the hot goo began its long journey up his sixteen inches. He held it back hard, so the warmth and pressure filled him as slow as possible, making him almost painfully stiff while he rutted deep inside his playtoy. Cum filled every inch of his shaft, promising him a huge orgasm. He closed his eyes, tears starting to form with the effort of holding it all back, and pulled Leona clenching hole down hard over him as far as he could, burying himself inside her. His cock stiffened up hard with the pressure. Then the floodgates just burst, and he started blowing his immense load, first holding her down hard, blasting gooey cream into her innermost depths. A bulge started to appear in her tummy as she got full, making her look pregnant after Syn had deposited six of his long spurts in there. Leona pulled off Sammy's tit and gasped, her mouth hanging open, her little hands weakly rubbing her inflated, full belly. Her cock stiffened up hard just like before, and she started holding back. The pressure gets her off, Syn realized happily, the dirty thought making his orgasm send tingles down his spine.

When there was pressure and backflow, Syn started pushing her up off him, lifting up on her butt cheeks, cock unloading the whole way, giving her eclair its cream filling. And, when she was mostly standing, his dick sprung stiffly up out of her slippery hole and fired a round up into the air. Syn quickly turned her around so she was standing on his lap facing him, grabbed her head and stuffed it down on his cockhead, holding it there while he fired off in her other warm hole. Leona gripped his cock in her small hands, unable to wrap them around his girth, and obediently, hungrily gulped his cum down, her own cock stiffened straight up still and pressing against her new belly bulge. She let off while she was drinking Syn's and spurted her own up and down the underside of his cock--where Laura eagerly licked up all her sister's cum. It started running out the corners of Leona's small mouth when she couldn't swallow her thick, creamy treat nearly fast enough, dripping down her chin.

The firehose pressure made Syn's cock spring straight back up as soon as she let it go, and Sammy held Leona in place while Syn aimed himself straight at Leona's front side, messing up her dress with long, gooey, white ropes all over. Leona shivered in delight and touched her penis all through it, taking Syn's cum and rubbing it into her genitals. Syn pulled forward on the waistband of Leona's panties, which were still stretched between her thighs, and loaded up the cloth. When he was done in the front, Sammy turned Leona around so Syn could load up the backside of the panties, splurting enough to make a drippy lake in the crotch. The spurts finally slowed and stopped, and Syn stopped aiming his cock, letting the last dribbles run down his meat for Laura to take care of.

Grinning, Syn pulled Leona's panties back up, submerging her putting her penis and ballsac in his fluids. Syn panted and sighed happily as he admired his work: Leona was completely covered. Her dress was ruined, it was in her hair, it was running down her cheeks, and her panties were full of his sloppy spunk. She was absolutely, thoroughly used. Dazed and satisfied, she stumbled off Syn's lap, panties audibly squelching between her legs, cum oozing down her legs. She stood there as if in a trance for a few seconds before her sister got up and hugged her close, staining her own dress with the mess that was all over Leona's. This simply wouldn't do. Syn gripped the frilly bottom of Leona's dress and pulled it off over her head, leaving her in just her panties. Syn's cum oozed down her bare back and her flat chest too. It must have gotten under the neckline quite a bit when she pulled off after drinking her fill. Syn rubbed it into her smooth skin, continuing to live out his perverted fantasies. (He was suddenly struck with an extreme happiness, realizing how miraculously well this night, which was supposed to be and usually was terrifically boring--an ordeal to get through before christmas morning--was turning out for him.)

As he rubbed the sissy sister, Sammy unzipped the back of Laura's dress and pulled it down off her shoulders, revealing her pert, budding breasts. Then down it came off her hips, and Laura stepped out of it, grateful for the cool breeze across her hot, bare skin. Both sisters were left in just their undergarments. Laura put her hand on the squishy cum mound between Leona's legs and pressed it, giggling as it made rude sounds. Leona replied by putting her hand on Laura's soft crotch and rubbing her pussy through the stockings. It was a little ritual by which they were both recognizing that the other had received a great deal of sexual satisfaction, more than they'd ever been able to give each other in one go, and they were congratulating each other. But they were also stumbling and clinging to each other, eyes drooping. They were way too tired to go again. They promptly sank to their knees, huddled together in their messy undergarments, bare chests pressed together, nipples hard, and closed their eyes, hugging tight. They were fast asleep within seconds, heads on the pillow Laura had been masturbating on, breathing the preteen's spicy scent. Syn covered them up with one of the extra blankets.

Then Syn realized neither he nor Sammy was decent enough to go anywhere either; even if they got all their clothes back on, they had no means of cleaning up. Everyone was gonna see! But his panic was quickly cut short when Melissa, Sammy's lucario, popped her head under the blanket.

She surveyed the situation and gave a dirty grin and crawled under, her generous, furry tits swinging back and forth and bouncing slightly while she crawled under the table into the fort. Sammy sat back on her feet and looked back and forth between Syn and Melissa. Syn, showing incredible stamina, got raging hard again watching her, showing off his massive prick totally unashamed to the new visitor. The events of the evening had probably convinced him how much of a total stud everyone clearly thought he was! Melissa stared at it, literally drooling, then slowly up his built body to his grinning face. She grinned back at him and turned around to show him her swollen, heat-striken, black pussy, lips so engorged with arousal it stood out easily four inches from her body. Syn's new erection raged at this, not only from the excitement of seeing she was willing; proper etiquette was being thrown out the window in favor of freely and raunchily satisfying carnal desires. He had a tool, and it was simply going to be used. She had a hole and an itch deep in it that needed scratching.

Sammy interrupted, probably out of jealousy: “Gonna take a shower first, you two?

They both looked at her and replied simply, simultaneously, “nah."

Melissa crawled up to Syn and whispered in his ear to entice him and seal the deal she was about to make. Her tits smooshed against his arm as she held it in her cleavage with her soft-furred paws, and she licked around his ear with her warm doggy tongue. A shiver ran down Syn's spine; she was good at this. The scent of her heat became increasingly evident. Then Melissa sat back on her feet, and Sammy and made a suggestion. “Got a deal for you two." (Sammy didn't seem much in control of her pokemon; there seemed to be disobedience and competition instead.)

“Yeah?" Syn asked impatiently, just wanting a piece of that pussy now.

“Don't worry, Girl," Sammy told her pet, “it's good for you too. See…" (she took Syn's cock in her paw and gently stroked it up and down, using it as a prop for her suggestion. Syn stiffened up, ready to do anything she said, which was exactly her plan) “...You look like you need this in you," she continued, “like right now." Melissa nodded desperately. “So I'll let you have it as long as I get eaten out for as long as he's doing you." Melissa immediately nodded happily. No resistance. Sammy grinned like she'd won. Syn just thought Sammy must love getting head. Sammy started crawling out from under the tent, giving Syn a nice view as she did. “I'm getting my cocktail from upstairs first. I need to be way more drunk right now." Syn guessed it had been too long for her to stay smashed. “Besides," Sammy said bluntly, “I really need to piss. Don't you too? Aren't boners supposed to do that or something?"

“Uh… yeah," said Syn, “I guess," more disappointed than anything he wasn't getting to continue immediately.

So they ended up taking turns with the downstairs bathroom. The room was dark, as Melissa had predicted, and everyone was asleep around the TV, the six adults that owned the six pokemon there were besides Melissa. Syn's mother and father, the kids' mother and father, and another couple that, Syn believed, were the kids' other cousins besides Sammy. Sammy emerged last from the bathroom, having shed her dress, putting faith in the idea that no one would be awake upstairs either.

The moment she did, Melissa pinned Syn against the wall and kissed him firmly, stuffing her broad tongue into his mouth and lapping his tongue with it. Being a canine, her mouth was much hotter than his was or than Sammy's had been. Melissa pressed her body against his, smooshing her tits against his chest. (She'd, of course, removed her chest spike, which was just a battle accessory.) Her little pink nipples, half buried in her cream-colored underbelly fur, were very erect against Syn's bare chest. Super aggressive, needing her mating, she took Syn's hands and ran them down over her front side through her fur right to her crotch, where her plump, black canine pussy protruded, swollen, between her legs, almost like an attachment it was so big. “Oh god, I'm so deep in heat…" Syn imagined her moaning in his ear as she groaned against him. Syn felt it coming off her needy cunt, his fingers all stroking the soft, slightly rubbery skin. It gave to his presses and compressed when he pushed up on it, springing back to its original size when he let go. Such a big, hot pussy.

He stuffed three fingers up inside it, curling them, and pulled at it, stretching her out and making her bend her knees and moan deeply, desperately pushing towards the source of the pleasure her needy body was being gifted with. Syn chuckled and decided he was going to turn the tables on her: he flipped her against the wall and pressed her to it, fingering her big, swollen cunt--spreading it, all pink and drippy inside--and bending down to tease her painfully erect nipples with the very tip of his tongue, pushing her chestfur, which half covered them, out of the way. She tried to hold onto his shoulders, but her attention was directed elsewhere too forcefully for her to even move; her arms moved up but eventually just flopped by her side against the wall as she gave in. Her pussy clenched and tried to grab onto his fingers, but he pulled them out against the pressure anyway, disappointing her poor little snatch but making the girl herself gasp and moan. She wasn't so tough. He just kept teasing her, denying her heat-striken body the pleasure of orgasm time and time again even though she pressed down on his fingers, begging for it. She had clearly been right on edge not just now but the whole night long.

He began suckling on her nipples, switching between them, making her dribble her milk, her eyes rolling back in her head. Then he denied her even that pleasure, drew back, and watched her writhe, trapped between him and the wall, not even wanting to get away. She quivered and grit her teeth, starting to get frustrated but still unable to make cute, submissive, high-pitched whines in which Syn could just hear “please…" Syn leaned in and nipped her neck, whispering in her ear: “Don't you just need my tool in you right now, Bitch?" Said tool ground up against her in her bellyfur, pressed stiffly against her frontside, almost reaching right up to her cleavage. Melissa nodded quickly, whining louder, which was the best she could do to beg for it. Nice… Syn thought, can't even tell me how much she wants it. Must be so frustrating for her. Maybe I'll make her wait a little more before I give her her relief. That's when Sammy walked back downstairs.

“We musta been in there for a couple hours; everyone's asleep upstairs except for the pokemon; they're all fuckin' just like we are." (There was an odd number of pets in the group, and Melissa was the odd one out, the eligible bachelorette. Which could tremendously suck for her at times like this.) “Hey, listen," Sammy continued, whispering, swishing her pink-colored cocktail in its martini glass in her right hand and swinging Melissa's leash and collar in her left, “it's late. And I'm not sure if they can still not hear us or not. Melissa has to keep concentration to pull that off, and it doesn't look like she can with you doing that to her." Melissa just whined and pressed against Syn's fingers, which he had stopped moving to listen to Sammy. That was enough confirmation for him.

Sammy came up to Syn and pressed her front side against him, smooshing his left arm into her cleavage, as she put the leash and collar into his left hand and whispered in his ear. “She likes being led around. Don't tell anyone; it would really embarrass her." Syn looked at her; she was grinning. Clearly this was another sniping attempt at her own pet, maybe to get her back for something. He decided to ask her later about it. Pressing his cock more firmly against Melissa's belly, he slurped his fingers out of her cunt, making her groan and pant. Then he whispered in her ear as he used both hands to attach her collar around her neck, the leash already hanging off of it: “Quiet, Girl. You don't want them to wake up and catch us, do you?" Melissa looked at him, her eyes sad like, “but I don't know if I can help it…" But she tried to keep her whines softer, paws going to hold the collar now locked securely on her. Syn held the leash in his right hand and flicked her hard nipples with the other, testing her to see if she could do it, and she looked at him and blushed hard, body needy enough that she'd made the full transition into submissiveness. She kept her mouth closed, but the soft whimpers made their way out anyway, making Syn lick his lips. He was gonna use this bitch so bad.

At the same time, Sammy tugged on his arm insistently, planning on making him her bitch. Sammy led Syn by his left arm--and Syn led Melissa by her leash--over to an armchair on the far side of the room in the middle of that wall, halfway between the TV area (which started at the couch) and the play area (which was defined by a plush area rug). Sammy flopped down in the armchair and slid down in it until her head came barely halfway up the back of the chair. She put her legs up over the arms, spreading herself wide, and reached down her front to stroke her very wet pussy, lips so moist that when she pushed them around with her fingers, they stuck, plastered to her smooth, shaved, swollen mound.

Syn pulled Melissa around in front of him, faced her away from him, and pushed her down to her knees, kneeling with her. Then he forced her onto her paws and knees, pushing her front end to the ground, head on the ground literally under the chair--so she looked like just a rear end that needed pounding--and pulled her hips up, spreading her legs and displaying her swollen canine vulva. Syn took it in his right hand and squeezed the big, black thing, squishing it in on itself and tugging the hot, rubbery skin. Then he jammed two fingers in it and pulled it open, displaying her slick, pink insides, her clit nearly hidden but still peeking out at the bottom inside. He put his fingers deep up inside her and worked her again until she was quivering, sticking her furry butt as high as she could up in the air, her tail held out of the way. Yeah, she needed it.

He slipped his fingers out of her and smeared his tool up with her juices, which strung between his fingers. Then he took his cock at the base of the shaft and whacked the head against Melissa's cunny, batting it around, moistening himself with the juices glistening in the center of her spade. Then he lined himself up with the tight crease down the center of it, the lips pushing out and caressing him more at the bottom than the tip, and slurped it down into her, grinning at the suddenly warm feeling of her lips trying to cling to the circumference of his shaft but slipping down around it instead, enveloping him. He watched her shiver on the ground as his cock disappeared inch by inch into her shaking body. He slid down in, hitting the back of her tunnel with about half of his thick shaft buried. She squeezed on him, whining, her toes curled, tailbase and tailhole twitching with the pressure of him spreading her hard inside. He grabbed her hips and pushed more, forcing her womb to compress and her tunnel to extend to accommodate him. She stopped making any noises except for hard, labored gasps, struggling to take him. If he was going to use her hole, it was going to fit him. He pulled her back on him, shoving his cock the rest of the way in and hilting her, feeling her swollen spade throbbing against his crotch. Then he ran his hands down through her hip fur around to her belly and felt the rounded bulge his meat had made in her.

Sammy watched this with glee on her face, stroking herself, keeping it ready, spreading her lips and showing Syn her pink insides, a little stream of white girl juice, almost as thick and opaque as cum, ran down between the folds at the bottom of her tunnel. Syn leaned in and kissed her snatch, immediately struck by her powerful scent. Without delay, he got rock hard inside the lucario he was stuffed in as he ran his tongue around Sammy's slippery, gooshing pussy, pushing her lips against the side of her mound with his tongue. Sammy leaned back and watched him, breathing hard, and ran her hand through his hair with her left hand as she brought her cocktail to her mouth with her right. She sipped it as she pulled him to her, hand at the back of his head, forcing him to bury his face in her snatch, nose pressed against her clit as he stuck his tongue inside her and lapped like a dog. She scritched the back of his head, treating him just like that, and pressed down on his head, directing him to lick the inside while he slipped his lips up and down hers on the outside.

Buried in Sammy's sloppy, messy snatch, he started pulling his dick out of her lucario. Melissa's body trembled as her pussy emptied and her womb relaxed, the bulge in her belly decreasing as Syn let up the pressure. Her hot, swollen lips felt like an extension of her vagina, rubbing as he slurped his rock-hard shaft bit by bit out of her. Unable to take the pleasure and relief flooding into her, she moaned out uncontrollably loudly, making Syn stop and grit his teeth. While his firm dick pulsed, half buried in an animal's cunt, bodies stirred on the couch right next to him, and he couldn't do anything about it but keep still and quiet. Sammy, taking a sip of her drink, either didn't hear the rustling or didn't care and pulled Syn's head back into her snatch forcefully, displeased that he'd stopped. With no choice but to give in, he lapped her insides with his tongue, running its tip in and out of her along the top of her tunnel, tickling her g-spot, making her thighs tremble. She patted the back of his head, showing him he was doing a good job, and shifted in the chair, getting even lower and pressing her groin into his face more firmly. The old armchair creaked--and another stir from the couch along with his mother's moan as she rolled over. Syn trembled, afraid of getting caught again but stuck, throbbing hard, inside a horny dog clenching on him.

Melissa pressed back, slipping her pussy back around him all the way, putting his dick right back in her, expanding her own tummy with it again, forcing her womb to compress and move up out of the way, squeezing him harder than he'd ever felt in the tight back of her tunnel. He shivered as his cock jumped, spraying pre inside her, tingles running up through him, and held back a moan he felt escaping as hard as he could, looking anxiously over at the couch, trying to confirm his mother was asleep again, fervently hoping he could continue. He muffled his sounds of pleasure in Sammy's needy pussy and pulled his tongue out of her briefly to lap up the juices she was leaking with the broad top of his tongue before Sammy pulled his head up towards the top of her clit.

He obediently sucked on her clit and, really beginning not to care in the slightest if he was caught at this point, gripped Melissa's hips and pulled her back on him, squooshing her butt cheeks back against his thighs, totally wrapped up in her pulsing, hot cunt, her swollen lips compressed against his groin. He pushed her hips forward off his dick, slurping out of her again, and, while doing his best to keep up his suckling on the human's messy little button, started ramming home in her lucario. In the position, he could only get, at most, half of his dick out of her, and Melissa gasped each time she was penetrated right to the back of her tunnel, feeling him in her belly. As Syn went faster, the bitch started moaning like a complete slut, pushing her hips raunchily back on the dick inside her, simply craving relief from his semen. The moans got louder and louder, and Syn, looking over at the couch nervously, gritting his teeth but not being able to stop now, pushed his hands down under the chair and held her muzzle into the carpet, muffling her between it and his palms. Melissa bared her teeth against his hand but didn't go any further than that, still letting her hips go by themselves, working him, squeezing and rippling on him buried in her, juices pooling deep inside her, getting pulled out by his cock, and running out of her engorged outside, dripping down off his nuts.

Sammy suddenly gasped and pushed his head back down, aligning his tongue with her opening again, and Syn stroked her g-spot, flicking the tip of his tongue across it as fast as he could while his upper lip rubbed her clit, hood now swollen enough to engulf the button completely again. She leaked juice down his chin from the bottom of her entrance just like Melissa was leaking and ground up against him. Oh, she was nice and ready to get off, built up and everything.

Syn, taking control, pulled his tongue out of her and stopped teasing. He kissed his lips up and down hers and licked with the flat of his tongue quickly, all over the place, ending each lap on her clit, pushing her soaked lips open and all over the place. She made a loud and startling but happy moan like she'd been holding her breath and it had exploded out of her and held onto the back of his head desperately as he shook his head from side to side, slipping his lips all over her, not caring about how sticky his cheeks were getting or how strong she was starting to smell. Again, she gasped and nearly yelped, her voice out of control, and there was another stir from the couch--but there was no way to make her stop now but just to push her over. He lapped at her then sucked on her clit again, pulling his teeth back out of the way and yanking the button out from under the hood with the suction of his mouth, slipping it in and out between his slippery-hot lips. She shook all over and held her breath, pussy visibly pulling in then pushing open, splattering creamy juice all over the seat cushion. He pulled off her clit and left her to have the rest of her climax in peace then, when he was sure she was done, set about cleaning the mess off her lips.

All the while, he kept plunging Melissa with his rod, muffling her moans, getting squeezed so hard his cock kept straining up against the top of her tunnel, almost moving her insides with its force. He pulled back as much as he could--only about four inches now--and rammed her, opening her passage, satisfying the poor bitch in heat. Her poor pussy rippled around the invader, caught between pulling it in and trying to reject it, Melissa herself totally gone, just quivering on the floor, tail tense, legs shaking. He did her so hard his hips started slapping her ass, his nuts no longer swinging but drawn up tight between his legs, ready to blow his load--then he jumped, feeling a little hand caressing his sac. The moans and slaps had brought Laura back out of dreamland, and she couldn't resist being part of the fun.

“Mmm…" she cooed, wrapping her arms around Seen's belly and hugging him then, going back to stroking his tense sac with the tips of her fingers, “feels like you're about to cream her up good, huh?"

Syn grit his teeth again, feeling the pressure start to build behind his cock as the seed rushed up his shaft. Melissa's tunnel tugged insistently on his cock, his head pressed right up against her cervix, ready to cream up her womb just like she needed. Laura touched her rubbery pussy, adding her tickling hands into the mix, trying to touch the base of his cock each time it came out of the lucario, talking dirty to him:

“What a big, strong cock, plunging into her messy cunt. You're a big, pervert, aren't you, fucking that doggy so hard? About to fill her with your big, creamy load…"

Syn tried to look back at her and shush her, looking from her back to the couch, where more than one grownup was shifting their positions, hopefully not awake enough to realize what was happening; but, if Laura kept describing exactly what was going on behind the back of the couch… But even if someone did wake up, even if they were standing right over him, watching him and shaking their heads at how shameful his acts were, he wouldn't be able to stop. Instinctively, he tried to hold back, but the thought of being caught and chastised only built the pressure up harder, made him feel dirtier. Then, right when he couldn't hold back anymore, as he was erratically pumping Melissa's pussy, right as she came sloppily around him, sucking him deep into her, her lips compressed against his skin, every bit of her rippling around him, Laura stroked her hands up and down his belly:

“Dirty boy…"

Syn's mind exploded with pleasure as his wad spilled out of him down into the lucario, cock straining up hard with each spurt only to be pulled back down and squeezed from every side, hot tingles running quickly through him. Desperate to finish off safely inside her, he stuffed Melissa's muzzle down harder into the carpet as her orgasmic moans escaped, body quaking as it got exactly what it needed: being used and filled with the seed of a dominant male. Sammy watched, them down between her legs, grinning and sipping her drink. And Laura, even naughtier, started pulling Syn's hips back and, in the middle of his cum, tugged his cock right out of Melissa's cunny. It immediately jumped up hard, tension making its veins bulge out, the head flicking up out of those swollen lips. She leaked the white cream he'd pumped copiously into her, a stream of it flowing off the bottom of her black cunt, shiny with juices. And he unloaded his last five expulsions of seed: two right down the middle of her back, one on each furry butt cheek, and one at the base of her tail--as Laura aimed him, painting the naughty lucario.

When it was done, she ran her fingers teasingly over Syn's tummy and up and down his meat, keeping him firm. “You're not done yet, are you?" Laura teased. “I bet you've got lots more in these…" She reached her hands down around under his cock and pumped his sac lightly, underlining her point. Syn didn't know how much more his meat could be used for these girls' pleasure, but he was sure willing to find out.