1. Possession: Christmas Vengeance - Chapter 4 - Cookies & Milk - edited


    Date: 8/12/2024, Categories: Fantasy BDSM Bondage and restriction Cruelty Extreme, Group Sex Horror, Humiliation Incest Lactation, Male / Females Male/Teen Female Mind Control, Monster, Non-consensual sex Rape Torture, Young Author: SKOLL, Source: sexstories.com

    ... and soft belly are paler, just slightly darker than her mother’s. She swims a lot outside, always in a somewhat modest one-piece bathing suit. This leaves amazing tan-lines where her swimsuit stops around the cleavage area, shoulders, and armpits.
    
    My cock bounces, twitching, on her lower belly. I grind front to back on her, still holding her squirming arms above her head with one hand, still exploring. I move my free hand across her bare skin, god it’s so soft and silky. She’s tone and in great shape, yet still a bit of squish, a girly softness I can sink my fingers into a bit.
    
    Then I notice her damaged nipple, the one I’ve been twisting and torturing to get the girls to behave. Red and swollen, finger marks gouged and bruised around her poor nipple.
    
    I caress her and speak softly, “Aww poor baby, I’m so sorry I had to hurt you. Shhh oh it’s ok.” I brush my fingers along her bruises, exploring her more, pretending to be sorry, yet touching the painful spot all the same.
    
    I hear whimpers of pain as I mess with her tender nipple. So dark, a chocolaty brown. Her nipples barely stick up, tiny little nubs, unlike her mother’s slightly puffy ones. Her dark areolas, I feel them, squeeze them less than gently, feel the slight bumpiness of the flesh. They are actually about the same size as her mother’s. Small, but proportionate to her breasts, they appear kinda big, covering much more of the surface area. Not unpleasant, just a bit different.
    
    I dive down and suck the ...
    ... damaged nipple into my mouth roughly. She hisses in breath sharply, clearly in pain. I moan and slobber all over it, flicking my tongue, tasting her sweet breast. I pop my mouth off of it loudly, watching her squirm pathetically. I lean up higher and suck on Grace’s nipple right behind Ella, comparing the two. Saltier from sweat. A bigger, squishier pillow of a breast. Puffier nipple, more womanly. Then I go back to Ella, her other nipple, lathering her in my spit. I can’t get enough, my cock dripping precum into her lap, dripping on her pajama bottoms.
    
    I nibble and bite lightly at the girl’s nipples, rub my face all over her chest, absorbed in lust. I lick in between her tits, barely any cleavage between such small mounds. Her taste is incredible. Only a hint of saltiness, she barely seems to sweat, so pure. And that smell. Fruity, feminine, mango.
    
    I lean back a bit and grab at her shirt again. Ripped open down the center but still covering her arms. I lift the shirt, sliding it up her body, up and over her arms and head, leaving it bunched up around her elbows, out of the way. So much more of her beautiful dark skin exposed.
    
    I ravage her more with my mouth. Tasting the sides of her breasts, up across her chest and neck. She tastes so good. I stick my face in her little armpits and inhale deeply. Barely a hint of sweat, just more of that sweet mango scent. Skin perfectly smooth, she’s immaculately groomed. A pampered little princess. I lick and suck at the lewd ...