Made Some New Friends

Wednesday's pace quickens without hesitation, her movements almost mechanical in their efficiency. Her pussy glides effortlessly up and down your shaft as she uses the slickness of your previous orgasm to her advantage. Morticia matches her rhythm perfectly, rolling her hips in counterpoint as she grinds her ass against Wednesday's body.

"There," Wednesday murmurs, voice perfectly even despite the way her breath hitches. "This is what you wanted, isn't it?" She sounds almost bored as she speaks, though the way her walls flutter around your still-sensitive cock betrays her true feelings.

Morticia reaches back to pull Wednesday closer, pressing both their asses against you simultaneously. "We'll fuck you until you forget your own name," she promises with a dark chuckle. "Until you can't remember anything but how good we feel. How badly you want us."

Wednesday hums in agreement, moving with precise, deliberate strokes. The combination of her tight wetness and the slick heat of Morticia's body is maddening. Every movement wrings out another drop of sensation from your oversensitive cock, your body shaking with the effort to hold back another orgasm so soon.

You try to speak but all that comes out is a choked groan as Wednesday presses particularly hard against your shaft, grinding in slow circles to prolong the exquisite torment.

"You're already struggling, aren't you?" Morticia murmurs. "We'll fuck you until you forget your own name," she promises with a dark chuckle. "Until you can't remember anything but how good we feel. How badly you want us."

Morticia tsks playfully, rocking her hips back and forth in slow, rolling motions. "Regardless of your answer, your body says otherwise," she teases, squeezing her ass muscles to grip your cock tighter. Wednesday doesn't speak; just moves faster, riding your shaft with relentless precision. Her pussy clenches rhythmically around you, the inner walls fluttering in ways that make it nearly impossible to think straight.

"See?" Morticia reaches back to spread her ass wider, exposing more of Wednesday's pussy stretching around your length. "You're already dripping again."

The ropes creak under the strain of your tense muscles, the fibers beginning to fray. Wednesday keeps moving, her pace even as her pussy milks another drip of pre-cum from your tip. Morticia moans softly, rolling her hips in slow circles to grind against both you and her daughter.

"Your cock likes this so much," Wednesday murmurs, voice finally showing the slightest crack as she feels your body tighten. "It's getting even harder. You don't want us to stop, do you?"

Morticia giggles, rubbing circles on Wednesday's hip. "He can't even form words anymore," she notes. "That's how good we're making him feel."

The ropes creak louder now, the fibers splitting as your muscles strain against them. Neither Morticia nor Wednesday seems to notice, too focused on their combined rhythm. The bed frame groans in protest, shifting slightly as you pull against the restraints.

"Oh, yes," Morticia moans, pressing her ass back harder. "That's it, fill us up again. Drench us in your cum."

Her words spur Wednesday on, who moves faster, riding your shaft with renewed vigor. The creaking of the ropes intensifies, threatening to give way at any moment. Your muscles scream in protest, but neither succubus shows any sign of stopping.

Wednesday's pussy clenches tighter around you, the fluttering walls working in perfect synchronization with her movements. A thin sheen of sweat covers her back now, her breathing quicker despite her attempts to maintain control.

"You feel so good inside me," she admits softly, her usual detached tone slipping slightly. Her movements grow more erratic as pleasure builds, though she fights to keep the rhythm steady. The bed frame shudders ominously, but Morticia simply leans forward more, supporting herself on her hands.

"Almost there," she purrs, rolling her hips in slow, deliberate circles. "Your cock is so hot and thick. I can feel it pulsing." She groans as you twitch inside Wednesday.

"Time to show you whores who's the real boss 'round here."

The moment the ropes snap, you drive your hips upward with enough **** to send Wednesday sprawling forward. She gasps, her hands slamming against the mattress as you seize her hips, slamming into her pussy with brutal intensity. Her walls clench in shock and pleasure, a strangled moan tearing from her throat.

"Oh!" Wednesday's voice breaks, her usual detached demeanor shattering as you pound into her without mercy. Morticia squeals in delight, scrambling onto all fours beside her daughter. "Yes! Show us!" she cries, rocking her own hips in invitation. "Show us who the real boss is!"

You before you could do anything to Wednesday, you saw a shadow illuminating around the corner. "Ah, so you've noticed me, good~" said the voice and in seconds you let go, letting Wednesday go over to where her mother was lying behind.

The voice belonged to Elvira, who emerges from the shadows like liquid smoke. Her pale skin glows in the dim light, eyes glinting with wicked amusement. She moves with fluid grace, stepping over Morticia's prone form until she's laying her fat ass on the couch.

"Did you think I'd forgotten about you?" she purrs, lips curling into a smirk. Behind you, Wednesday and Morticia have settled into a rhythm of their own; Wednesday grinding against her mother's face while she laps at her daughter's pussy hungrily. Wednesday's moans fill the air, punctuated by the slick sounds of Morticia's mouth working between her legs. "I see you've made some new friends."

Elvira's full breasts press against your chest first, warm and soft as they envelop you. Wednesday and Morticia follow suit, squeezing in on either side until you're fully surrounded by their combined curves. Their skin molds against yours, the heat of their bodies combining into an overwhelming cocoon.

"Mmm, this is nice," Elvira murmurs, nuzzling against your neck. She reaches down to guide your cock between her thighs, not quite entering her yet. "All these pretty girls at your service." Wednesday's hands join hers, helping Elvira rub the head of your cock along her slick folds. Morticia presses her heavy tits against your back, one hand sliding around your waist to cup your balls gently. "Make sure not to disappoint our efforts into getting you here~"

"I wouldn't dream of it," you reply, your voice thick with need as Elvira guides your cock between her slick folds. Her heat envelops you, tight and wet and perfect as she sinks down slowly. Wednesday and Morticia don't withdraw—they stay pressed against you, their bodies moving in sync as Elvira takes you deeper.

"Good," Elvira breathes, her back arching as she seats herself fully on your shaft. She lets out a shuddering sigh, her pussy pulsing around you for a moment before beginning to move. The motion creates delicious friction between her walls and your cock, already sensitive from the earlier rounds.

You yank Elvira's ponytail, forcing her onto her knees with a gasp. Her hands scramble for purchase on the couch cushions as you adjust her hips, positioning her at just the right angle before slamming into her from behind. A choked cry escapes her as you fill her completely in one brutal thrust, her inner walls clamping down in automatic response.

"Ah! Fuck!" Elvira's back arches, her ass pressing back against you instinctively. Her fingers dig into the couch as you begin pounding into her, the leather creaking beneath you. Wednesday and Morticia remain pressed against you, their breasts molding against your chest and back as they watch that goth bitch be taken so roughly.

Your hand leaves Elvira's hair, moving between Wednesday's thighs instead. Her pussy is still wet from her mother's mouth, slick and ready as you slide two fingers inside without warning. Wednesday gasps, her back arching as you finger her roughly, your other hand reaching around to find Morticia's clit. She moans, rolling her hips against your probing fingers, her hand coming up to squeeze your bicep.

Elvira continues taking every thrust, her own hips moving in counterpoint to your rhythm. She looks back over her shoulder at you, eyes half-lidded with lust. "Is this what you wanted?" she pants. "To have three goth mommies at your disposal?"

"If you can satisfy me enough." you chuckled.

Elvira's walls clench around your cock as you increase your pace, her breathing growing ragged. "Oh god," she moans, pushing back against you with equal ****. "You feel so big like this." Her hands scramble for purchase on the couch cushions as you slam into her harder, your balls slapping against her clit during each thrust.

Wednesday's moans intensify as your fingers work inside her, her hips rocking in time with your hand. Her juices coat your fingers, dripping down onto the couch as you curl them against her g-spot. Morticia's breathing quickens too, her body quivering against yours as your fingers play with her clit. "Y-you're so..."

Elvira's body tenses as her orgasm hits, her pussy clenching around your cock in rhythmic spasms. A high-pitched cry escapes her as she cums, her nails digging into the couch cushions. Despite her climax, you don't slow your pace; if anything, you fuck her harder, your thrusts becoming more erratic as you chase your own release. Her back arches beautifully, breasts swaying with every rough thrust as she rides out her pleasure.

"F-fuck! I can't!" Elvira moans, her thighs quivering. "You're going to make me cum again!" Her words are broken by gasps and whimpers, her body struggling to handle the intensity.

You yank Elvira's ponytail again, forcing her head back as you slam into her with brutal ****. She screams—an unfiltered, raw sound of pleasure-pain—as her body is assaulted by the sudden violent pace. Her pussy clamps down around your cock in automatic response, her juices now freely flowing as you take her with no regard for her previous orgasm.

"Ah! F-fuck! So deep!" Elvira's words come out choked, her back arching beautifully as you use her hair as leverage to pound into her relentlessly. Wednesday and Morticia watch in awe, their own hands now moving between their legs as they stroke themselves in time with your thrusts.

"You're..."

Elvira's tongue lolls out of her mouth as you increase the pace beyond anything she's experienced before. Her face contorts in pleasure-pain, her breath coming in ragged gasps as your cock pistons into her. Drool starts forming at the corners of her mouth, her entire body tensing as you fuck her with single-minded intensity.

"T-too much! Oh god!" she wails, her pussy convulsing around your cock. Her thighs shake violently, unable to maintain their grip as her legs give out completely. She collapses forward onto the couch, face pressed into the cushions as you continue rutting into her from behind.

Your thrusts become absolute frenzy, each one punctuated by Elvira's strangled cries. Her pussy is now dripping wet, swollen and throbbing around your cock as you stretch her beyond what she's accustomed to. Her hands claw at the couch cushions, tearing at the fabric as her body tries to process the overwhelming stimulation.

"I'm gonna- AH!" Elvira's words dissolve into a wordless scream as another orgasm rips through her. Her back arches violently, her pussy pulsing in powerful waves around your shaft. Wednesday and Morticia both shudder against you, their own hands working furiously between their legs as they watch Elvira being destroyed by your cock.

Your cock pulses violently inside Elvira as your orgasm hits, hot streams of cum flooding her pussy with relentless ****. She screams again as she feels the initial blast, her body convulsing around your shaft as you fill her beyond capacity. The couch beneath her soaks up the excess semen leaking from her stuffed pussy, the fabric growing wet and sticky as you continue pumping load after load inside her.

"F-fuck! So much!" Elvira sobs, her body limp and quivering from over-stimulation. Wednesday and Morticia watch in awe, their own hands moving faster between their legs as they witness the aftermath of your brutal fucking.

Elvira's body jerks with every pulse of your cock, her pussy clenching around your shaft in weak, involuntary spasms. Each additional load makes her stomach swell slightly as your cum fills her completely. Her moans have turned to whimpers now, her body too sensitive for more stimulation even as you keep thrusting.

"P-please," she gasps, barely coherent. "It's too much... I can't take any more..." But you don't stop—you keep filling her until your balls are completely drained, until she's overflowing with your seed. Wednesday and Morticia approach on either side, watching as cum drips from Elvira's used pussy onto the couch cushions.