Fuck Yvette

I kissed Yvette tenderly on the cheek, surprising her, before plunging my shaft into her welcoming cunt. My vigor drew out the most adorable squeaks and moans from her pretty mouth, until I covered her mouth with mine. I moaned fully into her, loving the tightness of her. Her fat lips sucked at my flesh as I drew out and slammed back in, mercilessly fucking the slut of my dreams.

Nervous little licks at my balls reminded me of Ciara's presence. The poor baby was at a loss for what to do; she wanted to please me, clearly, but at my fast pace I was afraid of hitting her face with my ass while I fucked her sister. I compromised by slowing down slightly and whispering into Yvette's ear, "Wrap your legs around me, sweetheart."

She did, her soft, pale thighs crossed over my back, no longer cold. I kissed her softly again, on her chin, then on her lips, making her sigh. Then I lifted myself onto my arms and pressed on once more. I drove into her hot little core with strong, but slow thrusts, varying my rhythm to keep her off-balance. "Oh, oh, mmm, yes, fuck, fuck meee," she mewled, kissing my chest as I hovered barely an inch over her lithe body.

"Yes, fuck her, John," moaned Ciara from behind me, stroking my back, stroking her sister's legs, gently. "Fuck my big sister, fuck her with your big, hard cock, fuck her for me." She kissed my ass, her silky black hair trailing down over my balls.

"Fuck her, fuck her, fill her with your cum, let me lick your cock clean of her later, I want to taste her on you." The teenage wanton grabbed my hips and urged me onwards, urged my to do it to Yvette harder. I growled and began to fuck my lover hard, making her cry out breathlessly. Each moan, each gasp, seemed to make my cock even stiffer inside her sheathe. She queefed loudly, gasping with embarrassment as Ciara giggled. I smiled lovingly down at her flushed face, holding her gaze as I rode her to her first orgasm from my cock.

Ciara urged me on, chanting almost like a mantra, "Fuck her, fuck her, fuck her...!"

"Yes, yes, John, oh, mmmmfff!" Yvette came all around me, her juices sprinkling out past my thrusting flesh. She embraced me, burying her moans and sobs into my chest. She shook violently as my cock drew more and more of her orgasm out into the open. I didn't stop. I'd cum only recently and I had more to give her.

I felt once again Ciara's little tongue on my balls, this time more confident. I'd slowed my strokes to accommodate Yvette's orgasm anyway, giving the teen a good opportunity to explore. She kissed, she sucked, and even once in a fit of daring nipped at my sack. I groaned appreciatively, encouraging her sexual explorations. Her talented, questing tongue traveled down my scrotum and reached my joining with her sister. She adjusted herself to be able to, with just a little turning, lap at my balls, my fucking cock and Yvette's receptive folds. Her mouth was getting better with every minute, and from Yvette's happy cries beneath me I could tell that she was feeling it too. Yvette regained enough lucidity to smile weakly at me and whisper, "I'm so proud of her", before her eyes rolled back once again from the fucking she was getting.

None of us spoke for a while. My body slapping against's Yvette's, Yvette's fat, tight cunt squelching as it it took me in, Yvette's ecstatic moans, my deep grunts, Ciara happily sucking and licking away... and a smaller, wet shlicking that I new was coming from the little girl frigging herself. I sniffed: sweat, cum and Yvette's peachy shampoo. The room was sex.

Yvette came again, louder than before, spraying her sister's face with her sourness. I felt a familiar tightness at my balls, and looked down at my girlfriend's beaming face. She understood and whispered, "On my belly, baby. Cum on my belly!"

I nodded, fucking her until I knew it was time. I pulled out, my cock shooting past Ciara's protesting lips, and placed myself on my lover's belly with a growl that sent shivers along her body. I spasmed, a rope of hot cum landing on her pale flesh. Then another. And another.