Arya's turn

While it was true that Sansa sucked every cock that came her way, Arya never expected their father to be a target of her lusts. She had watched her give head to Jon while she peered through a window, but this was just crazy in comparison. In spite of the taboo, she slid her finger along her slit, rubbing herself furiously as her sister drained their father dry, holding the shaft in her mouth until his climax faded. Sansa gulped it down, and eyed Arya deviously, semen still on her lips. “Want a taste?” she asked, reaching out to pull Arya closer before she could respond.

“No, wait, I—“ she protested, but she was cut short by the cock touching her lips. Sansa held her shoulders and whispered in her ear. “You always call me a slut, but you like it as much as I do.” Arya whimpered and licked the glans, the hot flesh still wet with cum. It was true, but she wasn’t as promiscuous, nor didn’t flaunt it as much as Sansa. She wasn’t as pretty, nor did she have the beautiful red hair that guys liked to cum on, but she had her fans in the castle and surrounding town.

“No, please, no more, this isn’t right,” Eddard protested, but made no physical move to stop her, instead he held her head like had her sister’s. Arya wasn’t nearly as skilled at this, but once it was in her mouth, she was just as eager, bobbing hear head along the shaft and moaning in delight at the taste of cum. With one small hand stroking the base of the shaft, and the other cupping her father’s balls, she wanted to taste more.

Sansa’s fingers replaced her own between her thighs, and she grinded her hips against it, any hard feelings forgotten in the moment as her climax peaked, and mouth filled with hot liquid. Despite having cum just minutes before, this load was big, and Eddard let out an even louder moan. Arya moaned as well, and more cum dripped from her lips than stayed in her mouth. She swallowed what she could, and pulled away to gasp for breath. Sansa returned to licking the cock, which was now quickly softening. “Ahh, Father was that enough to sate your filthy desires? Or do you want to ‘punish’ us some more? I’m sure we could make it hard again…”