Sansa and Arya

{if threesome_forrester=1}You fondly remember your threesome with Mira and Talia Forrester, so of course you want to do the same with the Stark sisters{else}Every man knows that there is nothing better than a threesome with two sisters{endif}. You have them both brought to your room. Arya is a tomboyish, but cute little thing, barely any tits or ass, but a fuckable petite body nonetheless. Sansa is much more beautiful, with thick, auburn hair, flawless ivory skin, piercing blue eyes and a slender, feminine body with small breasts and a butt whose curvature is clearly visible under her chaste dress. The thought alone of seeing this innocent beauty naked, sweaty and cum-covered like a little whore makes you rock-hard.

"Now", you begin, "you both know that I'm going to **** you."

They both wince and look at you with big eyes.

"But don't let that worry you too much. As for the pain - yes, it might be a tad uncomfortable, but really you just need to do as I say and not resist, and it will be very easy to handle. It certainly won't be as bad as taking a major battle wound!"

You smile, but they just look at you in panic.

"Now the thing you're more concerned about - especially you, Sansa, I'd wager - is your maidenhood. But there is no reason to worry. My father will be King of all of Westeros soon, which makes me a very rich Prince, easily capable of supporting a big harem. So you're giving your maidenhood to your husband, everything is as it should be!"

This doesn't seem to really help the mood, but you didn't expect it to.

"I realize this is probably not the marriage ceremony you were imagining, but at least you get to experience it together. Now, please undress."

Neither girl moves, Arya looks at you with fear, but also defiance in her eyes, while Sansa can't control her tears any longer and starts to sob quietly.

"Please, sweet Sansa", you say and put your arms around her. You've always had a thing for crying girls. "Don't be scared. I don't want to hurt you."

You kiss her head, and surprisingly, she doesn't recoil, but holds on to the hug. Maybe this will be easier than you thought!

Arya, however, suddenly jumps at you. "Leave us alone! I don't want to marry anyone!"

Quickly, you get her tiny body under control and throw her onto the bed. "Behave, little girl. I think I told you to undress."

She tries to get up, but you immediately flip her around and press her face down into the bed. She struggles to get free, but you hold her like that for a few moments. As you release her, she breathes in heavily, unable to fight back. "I can hurt you in all kinds of way, little Arya. You thought that was uncomfortable? Imagine a minute without air!"

She still seems defiant, but is too scared of being suffocated again and doesn't attack you. Quickly and violently, you pull down her boyish pants, then rip apart her undergarments and release your own cock.

"Sansa, darling, please sit down and watch your sister get fucked. Maybe it gets you in the mood."

Quivering in fear, Sansa does as you tell her. Without any warning, you push your cock into Arya's pussy. Her scream is deafening, and finally she tears up as well. "Aaaugh..."

Sansa looks half shocked, but also half curious. You immediately penetrate Arya again and her scream seems even louder. Without mercy, you grab your cock, line it up with her asshole, and push it in a whole inch. She cries out in anguish, her face already a mess of tears and saliva.

"Now, Arya, I can fuck that tiny little ass a lot deeper if I want, and it's going to be even more painful, you understand? So if you don't want it up your ass, you will do exactly as I tell you."

She just nods weakly under continued sobbing.

"Good." You switch back to her snatch and give her a few good thrusts. "Now, Sansa, please undress for me."

As you continue fucking Arya, you watch Sansa getting her gorgeous body out of her dress and her undergarments. Her ass looks even better naked, her breasts are small, but perky and firm. Her cunt is decorated by a tiny little bit of unkempt, auburn-red hair.

"Now sit on your sister's face."

Sansa opens her mouth in disbelief. "S-Sit on her face?"

"Yes, with your snatch directly on her mouth. Arya, you will lick and kiss your sister's pussy as if it's your only purpose in life."

You watch as the two sisters follow your instructions, your cock always hovering threateningly close to Arya's asshole. The younger girl has clearly understood her situation and almost enthusiastically moves her tongue around Sansa's cunt. You watch the redhead's face as she is quickly overwhelmed by pleasure.

You push your cock into Arya for a last time to remind her of her duties, then start fondling Sansa's breasts. All her antipathy has gone away and turned into pure submission and enjoyment. She doesn't recoil as you kiss her nipples, as you put a hand on her ass, as your finger enters her anus, as you start passionately kissing her on the mouth. She melts completely into your affections, moaning and sighing and gasping under the triple **** on her pussy, her ass and her tits.

Without warning, you lift her off Arya and throw her onto the bed. Ignoring her little sister, you dive in between Sansa's legs and give her a few good licks. Confident that she's ready, you move up, lower yourself between her legs and carefully insert your cock into her snatch.

Her pleasure partially turns to pain, but not enough to get her out of the zone. Half crying, half moaning, she receives your cock, and it only takes you five slow, forceful thrusts to break the resistance and slide in all the way. Her face is a beautiful mess of pleasure and submission, she has completely abandoned herself to you. You roll around onto your back so that she's now on top of you.

"Arya, lick her asshole. You know what happens if you don't."

Dutifully, the petite girl climbs on top of your legs and gets to work, you feel her tongue touch your cock as you fuck Sansa's pussy. The redhead is completely gone, her eyes glassy and watery, her mouth open, saliva dripping out of it. You enjoy every second of it, kissing her tits, kissing her neck, kissing her mouth, until finally, inevitably, you explode, sending more cum that you ever thought you could produce up her snatch. Satisfied beyond all description, you keep your hands around Sansa's waist while she sinks on top of you. You have finally plucked the flower of the North.

{if northern_girls = 5}{endif}{if northern_girls = 6}{endif}