Possession: Christmas Vengeance - Chapter 5 - A Broken Ornament - edited - Sex Stories

Possession: Christmas Vengeance - Chapter 5 - A Broken Ornament - edited

... again, mixing fluids from all these different holes. She gags immediately again, so I pull out, not wanting to get puked on.

I walk back to Grace’s head and lift Ella up by her waist-handle again, moving her ass over her mom’s face. I casually slap my slime-coated cock on Grace’s forehead as she still tries to recover from her face-fucking. She coughs and tries to catch her breath, her face constantly recoiling away, trying to escape from my cock as I play around and slap her with it. I reach up with my other hand and play around with Ella’s asscheeks. God they’re so perky and flawless. I squish and pull at them.

Then I stick my thumb over her little asshole, feeling around, still slapping Grace with my cock below. The little brown hole is wrinkled and tiny. But pliable, soft. It clenches at my touch, but relaxes immediately again. I rub in circles. Her little pussy twitches. I rub her asshole more, swirling gently. Her pussy reacts. Her ‘innie’ opens up ever so slightly, lips parting a bit. I rub more. She’s getting a bit wet.

But her asshole itself clenches. It’s too tight. I bring my finger carefully to my nose. Bleh, and she needs a good cleaning too. But she liked it I think. Well her body did, against her will.

SLAP! SLAP! My cock beats down onto Grace’s face, so hard, so wet and slimy from throats and pussy.

I reach out my fingers again, this time exploring Ella’s smooth pussy. Her lips almost completely inside her, but starting to peek out, glistening ...

... a bit from rubbing her asshole. I pry her puffy pussy open a bit, exposing her tiny inner labia more. Dark little folds of flesh, so pure and inexperienced. Wet with spit from all the licking Grace and I gave her. Wet with a bit of pussy juice now too. Slightly aroused, whether she likes it or not.

I slide my finger up and down her slick slit, through her folds, finding the little clit, the tiniest little nub. I rub around, while still slapping my soaked cock around on her mother’s recoiling face. Ella squirms and bucks her hips like she’s being tickled hard. She’s so sensitive. God she’s never done this has she? I lean down to get a taste. The slight saltiness is so erotic. I flick my tongue around rapidly, she squirms more, her voice squeaking over there above her mom.

Still rubbing her clit, her little pussy gets a bit wetter every minute, against her will. Her pussy hole opens up slightly, gaping gently open in arousal. I bury my face in, inhaling, licking. A sweet musk. Her fresh juices are a bit sour. I dig deeper to get more. She’s so incredibly tight. She must be a virgin. Of course she is, the innocent little girl thing isn’t an act. She seems younger than she is, in every way, especially her sexual experience.

I try to drive my tongue in deeper, but the opening is so small. I wonder if part of her hymen is still intact, if that’s what’s in the way. My cock throbs. I spread her open more to try to see. I can’t tell. Only one way to find out.

I spit into ...