Freya’s eyes locked onto the obscene sight of my cock still buried deep in Suzy’s gaping asshole, her lips parting as she took in the filthy spectacle.
The thick, veiny cock was glistening with a mix of Suzy’s juices and my cum, the tight ring of muscle clenching around me like it was begging me to stay. With a slow, predatory grace, Freya stepped forward from behind the sofa, her fingers itching to touch, to claim.
"Oh, you absolute beast," Freya cooed, her voice dripping with dark amusement and filthy delight. "Look at you, stuffed so deep in her ass it’s like you own it~..." Her fingers wrapped around the base of my cock, her grip firm as she began to pull. "Let’s see just how much of a mess you’ve made of her~... And me, too, it seems~..."
With a sharp, forceful tug, she yanked my cock free from Suzy’s asshole. The sound was wet, lewd—a pop as the tight ring of muscle released me, followed by a thick, sudden spurt of cum that shot out, splattering directly across Freya’s satin nightie.
The warm, sticky ropes landed in thick streaks across her chest, soaking into the delicate fabric, dripping down between her heavy, pregnant tits, even pooling in the dip of her cleavage.
"Oh—! FUCK—! Jack, you animal—!" Freya gasped, her eyes flying wide as the cum splattered against her, her fingers instantly pressing against the fabric.
"Look at this mess—! My favorite nightie—! Ruined—! Drowned in your thick, disgusting cum~..." Her voice was a mix of shock and delight, her fingers spreading the cum across her dress, smearing it into the fabric with slow, deliberate circles.
"I should be furious—..." she purred, her voice dropping to a husky whisper, "but fuck—..." Her fingers trailed through the mess, lifting the cum-stained fabric to her nose, inhaling the musky scent of sex and me.
"This is so fucking hot—..." Her tongue flicked out, tasting the cum on her fingers, her eyes rolling back slightly. "Mmm~... Salty... Musky... All you, Jack~..."
Suzy whimpered, her body collapsing forward onto the mattress, her asshole still gaping, my cum leaking out of her in slow, obscene drips. She turned her head slightly, her cheeks flushed with humiliation and lust, her lips swollen from biting Nancy’s ass.
"S-Sister Freya, I’m so sorry—! I didn’t mean—!" She stammered, but Freya only laughed, her fingers lifting the cum-stained fabric to her mouth, licking the droplets off with slow, deliberate strokes.
"Oh, please, Suzy~..." Freya purred, her voice thick with arousal and amusement. "Like I care about a little cum—..." Her fingers slid down, trailing through the cum on her dress before pressing it against her swollen clit, her breath hitching as she rubbed herself.
"In fact~..." she moaned, her voice dripping with filthy satisfaction, "I love it~..." Her eyes locked onto mine, her smirk twisting into something feral.
"I love knowing you filled her up so good that you still had enough left to mark me, too~..." Her fingers worked faster, smearing the cum across her dress, her tits, her pregnant belly, her voice dropping to a dark, sinful whisper.
"Tell me, Jack~..." she purred, her eyes gleaming with lust, "Did you like ruining her ass? Did you like filling her up until she couldn’t walk straight~...?"
Nancy, still breathless from the bite, turned her head just in time to see Freya fingering herself, her cum-stained dress clinging to her body, her eyes glazed with lust.
"S-Sister Freya—?" Nancy stammered, her voice thick with shock and arousal, her own fingers twisting in the sheets. Freya only smirked, her fingers working faster, her breath coming in sharp, needy gasps.
"Oh, don’t act so innocent, Nancy~..." Freya taunted, her voice dark and knowing, her gaze flicking to my cock, still throbbing, still hard, despite the mess I’d just made.
"You heard her~... You felt her bite you~..." Her fingers slid lower, dipping into the cum on her dress before pressing it against her dripping pussy, her hips jerking slightly.
"You know what’s happening~... And trust me, sweetheart—..." she whispered, her voice dripping with promise, "You’re next—..." Her eyes locked onto mine, her smirk deepening, "And I promise you~..." she purred, her voice thick with filthy anticipation, "You’re going to scream for him just like she did~..."
Nancy’s breath came in ragged, shameful gasps as Freya tore her nightie away, her bare tits spilling free, her nipples already hard with need. Her cheeks burned crimson, her fingers clenching the sheets so tightly her knuckles turned white.
"N-N-No, I-I can’t—!" she stammered, her voice trembling, but her body betrayed her—her thighs pressing together, her pussy aching with a desperate wetness she couldn’t hide.
Suzy’s exhausted, cum-drenched voice cut through the air, her lips curling into a smug, breathless smirk. "N-Nancy~..." she panted, her fingers tracing lazy circles on the mattress, her asshole still gaping from my cock.
"Take his cum... deep inside your womb..." Her voice was taunting, filthy, her eyes gleaming with challenge. "And let’s see who becomes pregnant first~..." She let out a soft, mocking laugh, her body still trembling from the rough fucking.
"The one who gets pregnant... gets to keep Jack..." Her voice dropped to a whisper, "As the mother of his child... What do you say? Too scared to take what’s yours?"
Nancy’s breath hitched, her lips parting in a shaky gasp. "I-I’m not—!" she squeaked, her voice wavering, but her eyes flickered with need, her body aching for what Suzy had just taken. "B-But... what if Emily—?"
Freya let out a dark, knowing chuckle, her fingers trailing up Nancy’s thigh, her touch maddening. "Oh, sweetheart~..." she purred, her voice dripping with amusement.
"Emily’s fast asleep—... Remember?"* Her fingers pressed harder, inching toward Nancy’s dripping pussy. "And besides—..." she whispered, her breath hot against Nancy’s ear, "You want this, don’t you~? You need his cock inside you... filling you up... breeding you like the little slut you are~..."
Nancy let out a whimper, her body trembling, her fingers digging into the mattress. "N-No, I-I don’t—! Ahn—!" she lied, but her voice cracked, her thighs parting just a little, her pussy glistening with need. "I-I shouldn’t—!"
"Then why are you so wet~?" Freya taunted, her fingers brushing against Nancy’s soaked folds, making her jolt. "Why is your pussy dripping for him~?" Her voice dropped to a dark, sinful whisper. "Why are you biting your lip like you’re begging for his cock~?"
Nancy’s breath came in sharp, shaky gasps, her body trembling as Freya’s words stripped her bare. "I-I—!" she started, but her voice broke, her resistance crumbling under the weight of her own desire.
I didn’t wait.
With a growl, I pulled Nancy onto my lap, her bare tits pressing against my chest, her shy, suppressed moans escaping her lips as I aligned my cock with her dripping entrance. "You want this, Nancy~...?" I snarled, my voice rough with lust, my cock throbbing against her. "You want me to fuck you... fill you up until you can’t walk~...?"
Nancy let out a broken, needy whimper, her body arching against me, her fingers clawing at my shoulders. "N-No—! I-I mean—! Ahn—! Y-Yes—!" she finally admitted, her voice trembling with shame and desire. "B-But quietly—! P-Please—! If Emily w-wakes up—!"