Tasting Yvette's ass

Yvette's own ass in its delicious creamy whiteness was thrust at my face. I let her Ciara's head go and reached for the fat cheeks before me, parting them to reveal a tight, clean rosebud. I couldn't resist and dove forward with my tongue out.

Yvette stiffened at the first contact of my wet tongue against her virgin anus. "Oh my God," she whispered, then sighed as I began to lick with gusto. She tasted like sex sweat and her sour pussy juice. I moaned throatily into her, making her tremble.

"That's so dirty," Ciara giggled, lightly licking and sucking my dick of her own volition. "Get her ass nice and wet for this, Daddy," she said, rubbing my slick penis for emphasis.

"Oh, oh, yes, Daddy, get my virgin ass ready for your big, dirty cock. Oh!" I'd reached down to pinch her clit. "Yes, Daddy, touch me there! Pet my cunny, put your fingers in me!"

Her wish was my command. With my tongue in her ass I pistoned my fingers in and out of her sucking cunt, churning up her wetness. Ciara rolled onto her back, with her head on my thigh for a better view. Idly popping my cockhead into her mouth every now and then and stroking her sister's thighs she encouraged me, "Yes, Daddy, suck Big Sister's ass, make her cum with your strong fingers, make your oldest slut cum, Daddy, yes, yes, do it, you can do it..."

It didn't take long for Yvette to scream, "Yes, yes, oh, Ciara, John, John, I'm coming!" She shook all and over gushed onto my fingers. I still thrust in and out of her, until she came again.

"Aaaaah!" Yvette trembled and fell onto the bed, mouth my mouth still on her ass, my fingers working her cunt.

Ciara giggled, dropping her baby act and slipping into her old tones, "Jesus, John. If she doesn't marry you, I'll never take her advice on anything again."

I took my mouth out of my lover's delightful derriere and grinned down at her defeated, panting form and the look of adoration she was giving me. She grinned, weakly, "Baby, if I married this beast I'd be dead within the week."

I stroked her wet, black locks lovingly and said, "Just give me your baby sister on the side and I'll keep it spread out over the two of you."

"Romantic," she laughed, and added, "come here." Her mouth opened for a kiss and I leaned down to meet her, my hard cock rubbing against her pale ass.

"Well, I for one would be satisfied with that arrangement," Ciara said, then gave my cock a tug, the loud shlicking of her saliva audible. "But wedding bells come later. There's an ass ready for you to fuck."

"My sister's got her eye on the ball." Yvette kissed me again. "Well, do it, stud, it's as ready as it'll ever be."

I took her hips in my hand, positioning my hardness. I rested my cock between the magnificent, sexy pallor of my dream girl's cheeks, wondering if I was really there. Just a few hours ago I'd been on a date with Yvette Black and here I was, already having fucked her, and taken her sister's virginity, and about to the first one inside her ass.

Sensing perhaps my apprehension, Ciara came to me on her knees and smiled encouragingly. Her tanned hands were such a nice contrast to her sister's skin as she spread those fat cheeks apart, revealing my virgin prize. It glistened in the flourescent light, and a bit of juice fell from the matty curls of her pussy.

"Do it, lover," Yvette breathed, looking at me over her shoulder.

Ciara silently reached for my cock and placed it right at her sister's anus, and gave it another little tug. With a deep breath, and my girlfriends' hips in my hands and Ciara using both of hers to spread her sister's ass open for me, I thrust into the tiny girl.