She sends her friends off

"They'll understand." Sandy mutters to herself, stroking her chin softly as she stares down at you, nodding appreciatively as she does so. From the way her eyes travel up and down your slightly sweaty and flustered form, you can easily tell she's checking you out in closer detail, and the satisfied smirk on her face makes her approval obvious.

"I'll go down and tell 'em what's up. You two stay right here... In fact, you should probably get warmed up for me. Make sure I've got something nice to come back to..." She remarks, nodding to Carla before she turns to exit her younger sister's room. With her gone, at least for the moment, Carla lets out a soft sigh and turns to you, leaning in close enough to wrap her arm around you, her mouth inches from your ear, her warm breath making your body tingle.

"Hmm, it's too bad, ya know. I really wanted to have you to myself... Oh well. I guess it'll be pretty hot to see you spitted on our dicks... Next time though, next time your ass is all mine, babe. Mm..." Carla whispers to you as she slowly steps closer to you, coming to stand behind you, her chest pressed into your back as her hands wander across your body. Her fingers stroke and massage your through your clothes, and in seconds you can feels your pants once again sliding back down your legs, only minutes after you'd finished putting them on at her request.

"Mn, you've got such a sexy little body, babe. I love guys like you, you know that? Delicate, soft, thin, but still with jiggle in the right places. Mm... I could just eat you up, you little sissy bitch." Carla continues her sultry taunting, pausing after each lust-filled sentence to kiss your ear, nip your neck, lick your sensitive skin, leaving you a moaning, blushing mess in minutes. When she directs you to raise your arms so she can finish disrobing you, you don't even consider doing disobeying, your rock hard cock doing far more thinking than your sex-addled brain.

Now completely unclothed, you can't help but shiver for a second, but not from the cold. No, with Carla's warm, firm body pressed so tightly to you, the cold is the last thing on your mind. For a moment, you feel ****, in a way you've never really experience before today. Something about being naked in front of this magnificent specimen has you feeling self-conscious and aroused in equal parts, to the point that it's hard to control yourself. And certainly, the feeling of her cock, stiff as steel, sliding between your bubbly butt cheeks isn't helping. One of Carla's experienced hands toys with your nipples, rubbing and tweaking them, while the other glides down your flat stomach, tickling you slightly, before coming to rest between your legs, her palm cradling your hanging sack while her fingers stroke your perineum firmly, making you gasp at the odd sensation.

"Lift your leg for me, Dougie. Let me at that pussy. You know you want it..." Her words reverberate in your ear, her command quickly becoming your desire. It was true, really. It was embarrassing to admit, but you'd come to really enjoy attention to your doughy boyhole. With a demure sigh, you lift your right leg up, and within moments you feel Carla's strong hand under your knee, holding it in place for you. "Mm. That's a good boy. For being good, you'll get a reward." She promises, the words sending shivers through you before she even begins pleasing you. But that doesn't last too long, because true to her words, before even a few seconds had passed her strong fingers where already pressing into your slightly sore hole, rubbing your clenched, dripping pucker in a circular motion, loosening it up.

Carla doesn't seem to mind getting her cum on her hand, apparently, as she doesn't seem to hesitate on plunging two of her fingers into your ass once she feels you're ready for it. After being fucked several times in the space of a hour or two, your bottom doesn't put up much resistance as it's pried open by her digits, which results in a rather pleasant feeling for you. She's apparently done this before, either that or she's just a real fast learner, as within moments you feel her aggressively rubbing and massaging a spot in your butt, sending electric feeling of pleasure through your body, forcing moan after groan out of you as you lean back against her body, your legs going limp while your cock drips onto the carpet.

"Hmn, yeah. You like that? Yeah, I know you do. Little bitches like you love it when girls rub their g-spots, don't they? Say you're my little bitch, Dougie. Be a good boy, and say it for me-" Carla's heated whispering doesn't let up as she continues her ****, already putting you on the verge of an orgasm. However, right before you hit the point of no return, you hear the door open once again, and Sandy enters once more, the sight of Carla knuckle deep in your boypussy the first thing to greet her. Even in your less than stellar condition, her grin is hard to miss.

"Well, I see you're enjoying yourselves, aren't you? Mm, easy up Carly, don't make him squirt so soon. When you've got him to yourself, you can do whatever you want with him, but me, I like to make my bitches earn their rewards." Sandy commands, and though you're pretty sure you hear a slightly annoyed grunt from Carla, especially when Sandy refers to her as "Carly", you can feel her fingers slide out of your bottom. However, they're almost immediately pressed to your lips, and with a whisper of, "Clean me up, sissy." Carla's desire is obvious. With a meek gulp, you open your mouth willingly, and take her digits into your warm orifice. You gingerly clean and suck her fingers as they gently thrust in and out of your mouth, all the while Sandy looks at you as though she's deliberating. With a clap of her hands however, she seems to come to a decision.

"Alright. I told the girls I'd meet 'em in a half hour, so I've got time for a quickie. Now, I'll leave you lovebirds alone after this, but first, I need to bust a nut in this little cutie. I wanna..."