Three-on-one

I don't know if these girls had done something like this before or not, but they all suddenly acting as if they all knew what was coming next. Mel and Ivy both stood up at once. Lizzie came around to the front, taking a seat on the bench. She already had her pants off and sat down with her feet pulled up, spread eagle displaying her pussy. Mel walked around behind me.

Ivy, on the other hand, suddenly pulled her skirt off. She tossed it to the side and dropped to her knees in front of me with her upper body under the bench where Kizzie sat, her ass up. She looked over her shoulder at me and smiled.

"You know you want it, daddy," Ivy said.

She wasn't wrong. I don't know that I have ever been as hard as I was after worshipping two barely legal teenage asses. So I took dropped to my knees, lined up my cock and slid right into her dripping wet pussy. She was orgasming as I entered her.

Kizzie reached up, grabbed me by the hair and pulled my face down between her legs. I breathed in her strong nubile scent and then attacked her clit as I started fucking her friend. I heard the camera snapping again.

Suddenly I felt the butt plug yanked out of my ass. The sensation was both pleasurable and painful at the same time. Afterwards I felt empty and wished she would stick it back in.

"Where did you get that from?" Kizzie asked, but I was too busy to look back.

"Hey, I was a girl scout when I was younger," Mel said. "I'm always prepared."

Then I felt something cold and hard sliding between my ass cheeks. Before I even had time to figure out what was going on, Mel had thrust a strap-on into my ass. I moaned into Lizzie's pussy.

I kept trying to eat pussy, but I was no longer fucking Ivy. Mel was fucking me, and each thrust pushed me in and out of her friend's pussy. Each of those thrusts felt like it was going to rip me in half. At the same time it also felt good as each in and out massaged my prostate.

"I'm almost...there," I moaned.

"Then pull out and cum on my ass so you can clean it up. I'm not on the pill and I may be ovulating."

I tried to pull out, but that just drove the strap-on harder and deeper into me. I released an involuntary, incredibly sissy sounding moan of pleasure.

"I said pull out!"

"I can't," I cried.

"You've got daddy issues, now let him do what daddies do, make a baby," Mel said.

"Fuck you!" Ivy snapped.

"I kinda already am," Mel said.

My prostate took one last hard thrust, and I climaxed. My balls exploded deep inside of Ivy's fertile young pussy, filling her with my seed. She might not have wanted it, but my cumming drove her to orgasm too, and we moaned together.

When I was spent, Mel slipped the dildo out of my ass and my slimy, already partially limp cock slid out of Ivy. I collapsed onto my side.

"Damn it, Mel," Ivy snapped as she fell forward to lay on her belly.

"Hey, bitch, you're the one who wanted blackmail photos, think of what you can do if you're carrying his baby around in your belly," Mel said. "You will have him by his balls. You can make him do whatever you want to keep that secret. And if he refuses, you just sue him for child support."

"True, but I don't want to be pregnant right now," she said as she rolled over into a seated position. She gently put her arm around me and pulled my head comfortingly into her lap. "Sorry, daddy, I wouldn't have made you do that...but it did feel amazing."