#mkumine

„come on, there’s really no reason to be weird about this“, harriet says with a roll of her eyes, a patronizing chuckle following her words, „it’s not like i’m sending them to you. i just want your opinion on them to know which one or which ones i should send them.“ she pauses as she lifts her phone, the photo gallery opened. „last time you were interested in dating someone, i helped you out as well, remember? that’s what good siblings do, silly, help each other.“ sure, when they wanted help - or rather when she steamrolled into their dating life last time around - it was more about finding a way to end things rather than looking at spicy photos of their sibling. 

"come on," coaxed newton, doing his best to keep the smirk off his face. his hands reached for her in order to tug her onto his lap. the second he realized they had the house to themselves, he had sprung into action. it wasn't the first time he was pulling such a move and it sure as hell wouldn't be the last. his hand reached for his phone in order to mirror it to the tv. the website was the same one as before and he smirked as he hit play. after that his arms went around her middle to tug her all the way against him," you said you wanted to watch something with me, didn't you? spend some quality time together." it was utter bullshit but he knew that she wouldn't be able to deny him. something that he had always taken full advantage of.

"you're overthinking it, this is what today is for, baby... look around, all the other girls are taking care of their daddies right now. and we all have a lot of work to do, so will you just get under the desk like a good girl already?" sage would usually be far more firm, but they understood on one hand the hesitation. the setting seemed like one in which lewd acts would be frowned upon, but it was much the opposite in their workplace. in fact, their boss had planned this day with the intention of stress relief, to the point of hiring girls for workers who didn't already have one to please them. luckily, sage had been ensnared by the prettiest of all, somehow finding themselves in an actual relationship. suffice it to say they were eager to show her off, now.

in her mind, the nasty messages she sent to him can not count as sins because she never let anyone touch her. part of the allure for eliss was her mistaken belief that this was the safest way to explore the depravity within. that internet anonymity still exists and that her beloved god wouldn't put her in precarious situations she wasn't prepared for. right? except now, the pink ribbon's off her eyes. a little too late, considering he's at the door of her cheap apartment rental. well, WAS. doesn't take long for eliss to let him in and eagerly lock the door. a lamb setting herself up for slaughter out of pure shame. her sniffling and trembling excuses don't do much to pacify her unforeseen houseguest. he has enough evidence to get her to agree timidly to dip her toes in depravity. to get nude and in her bed, teaching her what it felt like to be kissed by someone hellbent on getting what he wanted. she squirms in his arms when he spoons her from behind, a massive arm pressing her close. eliss would swear her movements were feeble attempts to deescalate things, despite the arousal seeping out of her virgin hole to coat the rest of her sex. anything to preserve her pious, self-imposed sanctity. she wondered how they were going to practice grownup kisses in his position. he promised he'd just teach her to makeout and cuddle while naked; take mercy on her naivety and eagerness to stray from god's path. then not one, no. TWO thick digits part her pussy lips and nestle themselves deep inside her virgin cunt as she lets out a precious sound; a gasp of surprise that's quickly consumed by the soft, low moan of discomfort and delight as she discovers what it feels like to have someone's fingers stretch her open for the first time. her cunt throbs around the digits slowly starting to pump in and out, her little noises increasing in volume the more they indulged, reveling in her corruption. "ahhh, you said— oh daddy. this isn't cuddling. you said just cuddles and kisses!" her eyes flutter shut, teeth nipping at her bottom lip before she gasps out; "i'll be good! promise!"

anali doesn't like to question the nature of their relationship. all three of them are close friends. best friends, even. if this was grade school instead of the messiness of their early adulthoods. right now, friendship is more than enough to satisfy her. she's got enough on her plate as it is without stressing about defining the nature of their little trio's bond. anali refuses to screw things up by talking about their fucking feelings or whatever. the only feelings she's up to discussing are the sensations they get to make each other feel when they finally manage to get together long enough to fuck. arranging to meet up with one person is hard enough. and since ana never foresaw herself sleeping with two of her closest friends it's safe to say she never foresaw how difficult it would be to schedule a fucking threesome. it's not like anyone seems to mind if they can't make it, (their group chat makes for a nice place to update whoever missed out via voice messages, pictures, and videos. bless the 21st century.) but there's nothing like arousing anticipation that builds in the air when they're all together. tonight is no exception. they come over intending to christen her new home after she’s officially moved out of her old apartment. her new place is more spacious, with an actual backyard and a pool for her kids and her to enjoy. after her kids had their fun, they were left with a trusted friend to give analí the night off after dealing with the stress of moving. “—the best part? no nosy neighbors, hhnnm…” travis’s hand moves to grope a round breast, full and heavy with her milk. this lead to her temporarily forgetting what she’s talking about. as she strokes a cock in each hand, the bead of precum leaking out of wyn’s dick is enough to jog her memory. she wipes the arousal away from the swollen head and licks it off her finger, a mischievous smile tugging the corners of her lips upwards. “we get to be as loud as we want.”.

her midnight hair is messily tussled, spread out under her and rippling down her shoulders to end just below the perky set of tits bouncing in time with the steady pace adam uses to finger fuck her. fawn has a delicate hand wrapped around his veiny girth as best as she can to stroke it back and forth. the twinkling lights of her computer setup shift through a myriad of colors, the inky black of the tattoos on her hands glossy as they continue to spread a mixture of precum and spit along his shaft with zeal, even if her technique was getting clumsier the more fawn lost herself in the carnal heat growing between slender legs. he curls his fingers up to rub them against a spot that has doe eyes fluttering back with desire, her cunt tightening around him like a vice. "i'm gonna, —fuck, you're going to make me come! please, please! can i please come?"

"i'm sorry, i've never—i've never done this before. how do you—how do you want me?"

THE BRUNETTE PLAYFULLY ROLLED her hazel eyes as she watched her cousin walking away with her dad to clean up the mess in the living room while Lily followed her uncle out into the backyard to tidy it up a bit. someone had to do it, according to the weather reports there could be quite a big storm rolling through the area and they didn't fancy collecting the plastic cups or napkins from all across the neighbours' yards in the morning. "okay, i'll gather the trash, i think i saw a bucket somewhere around here." the brunette offered, already looking around the large terrace they walked out into through the balcony door. she put no mind to the sound of the door closing, putting it up to making sure no one else woke up since it was already rather late in the night. "oh god there's already some fly-away stuff all the way across the lawn." she groaned and moved further into the garden, picking up whatever was laying in her path, not at all noticing what Tate was doing at the same time. not until she suddenly felt large, rough hands grabbing her hips and pushing her up against the nearest tree. "fuck." Lily cursed in surprise, cheek pressed to the rough bark of the old oak "what are you doing uncle Tate?"