You're with Noelle in the little guardshack at Whitney's front gates. The doldrums of the mid-afternoon left you both bored, and playing cards got old, so you decided to fuck.
Now, Noelle sits bare-assed on a stool with her knees spread, cunt proudly on full display. She's got both hands gripping Rose's favorite double-ended dildo, thrusting it in and out of herself like the slut she is. She wears your panties over her head, the seam of the crotch directly against her cute little nose and her eyes gazing glazedly through the legholes. You don't know what it is, but these lesbian bitches seem to like the way your undies smell. It's fine. It's fun to see Noelle debase herself like this, anyway.
"Dyke..." she moans through gulps of air, "I'm a dyke... I love being a dyke..."
"That's good, cop," you tell her. "Keep cumming yourself fuckin' stupid."
Not that she needed instructions. She's squirting all over the tiny room -- the floor and the table, staining the cards you were just playing with a few moments ago. She inhales and exhales as deeply as she can manage, basking in your scent, the scent of an underage pussy. What a low you've brought this FBI agent to, masturbating for a teen girl's perverted pleasure while wearing your panties like a mask. She's getting that dildo stuffed so far inside, you think she must be fucking her own womb with it. This thought makes your own pussy clench and your own womb shudder. You like that best of all, the image of cock pushing through to that most private part. The idea of a dick raping a womb. You share that in common with Vivian, you've found; it's a fetish you've bonded over at length. No pun intended. Noelle rocks lightly back and forth on her butt while she screws her twat up with the plastic dick. Her eyes, though unfocused, are fixed on you. You're pantsless too, your fingers gently diddling your horny clit, and that sight obviously gets her off. Oh yeah: Noelle likes to peep, all right.
What she didn't expect was this: "I invited someone. Hope you don't mind."
Noelle freezes, the dildo half-buried in her quim. "W-what?"
In she comes now. You've got an uncanny sense of timing, these days. Rose bursts through the door, a pink blur: "Ta-dai-maaaa!!" Only after announcing herself in the most obnoxious possible way does she realize what it is she's really walking in on. "O-oh..." she stammers. "So that's why you texted..."
You quell whatever uneasiness your older sister has by walking over and giving her a sweet reassuring peck on the lips. "Glad you could make it," you purr.
Noelle is the more abashed. She scrambles, trying to rise to her feet while pulling the sex toy from its deeply embedded spot. You stay her by pushing her flat chest with your flat palm. "Sit down, cop."
"Stop calling me that like it's an insult!" Noelle demands, haughty in spite of wearing your underwear on her head like a masochist perv.
Rose is giggling. Waggling her wrist in a circle, she points at Noelle with a forefinger. "I knew it. I knee-eeew it~ You're into girls, Noelley-belly!"
"Don't call me that, either--"
Rose is already kneeling in front of her. "It's *totally* daijobu. I am, too..."
"Y-you--" Noelle begins. "You stupid, shitty little -- little -- y-you fat, cringey f-fucking-- hhh--" She can hardly keep her composure enough to string together her typical anti-Rose diatribe, as Rose tenderly strokes her pale thigh.
"Don't be so tstunstun~ If you're into girls... and I'm into girls... what's the harm?"
Noelle huffs, half angry and half turned-on. But the turned-on half is obviously winning out. A perfect mix.
Rose seems to think so too. She gets her fingers wrapped around the pink toy. Hesitantly, Noelle releases her own grip on it, and lets Rose hold it for her inside her drooling pussy. Rose has the broadest, silliest grin. You've always known she was easily manipulated, and probably a slut, but seeing her so gleefully dive into depravity still somehow surprises you. Alabaster and his little harem really fucked her up. She's always down to fuck at a moment's notice nowadays.
All at once, her grin turns to a pout. "Heeey... this is my dildo, isn't it?" She glances up at you. "You should ask before borrowing my stuff next time! Geez!"
Noelle's eyes widen. The thought that she has a toy lodged up her cunt that's spent many a night lodged in Rose too, is obviously unwelcome news. "What the f--" she begins. But you roughly press a hand against her face, mashing your panties into her nose. "Shut up," you tell her. "Let's all kimochi together, huh?"
Noelle is about explode, maybe literally, as Rose begins to use the toy for its intended purpose. This is sexual torment of the worst kind for her, being at the whims of this weeaboo she despises. Yet she's powerless to resist. Rose's technique is just like the rest of her: overly enthusiastic and abrasive. She pumps the dildo into Noelle like plunging a toilet. Noelle's cunt-lips slide back and forth, and her pussy goes from concave to convex at blistering speed. It looks honestly painful. And that's hot. Cracking your neck, grinning, you guide Noelle's hand towards your bald pussy so she can help you out, too.
"You f-fucking bitches," Noelle grunts, even as she gets her fingers rooted into your wet little pussy-hole. "This is rape..."
"This isn't rape," you tell her. "You want this. You'd stop us if you didn't."
"I d--"
Rose chirps: "Amber's right! If you can't fight off a couple of teenage girls... then you're useless as a bodyguard!~"
Noelle hugs herself and shivers. "G-go fuck yourself. Go fuck yourself, you stupid bitch..."
Rose snickers. You do too. The glint in her eye tells you that, dim bulb she may be, she's got the same idea as you. "You heard the cop," you tell her.
You get behind, grab Noelle by the shoulders and haul her back at the same time as Rose gets hold of her legs to stabilize her. All at once Noelle is horizontal and the stool is lying tipped over on the floor. Noelle flails her arms uselessly, crying out. "What the-- stop! Stop!"
Too late. Much too late. You have her on her back on the ground that's already dirty with her cum. Rose shimmies out of her ruffled plaid skirt and tosses it aside, revealing her shapely ass and juicy pussy. She wasn't wearing underwear, the slut, all the better for someone to take advantage of her. Or for her to take advantage of someone else, as the case may be. You nod at her. She goes to her knees, straddles Noelle's crotch.
From the legholes of your panties, Noelle's eyes go wild, and she shakes her head forcefully. Rose is not to be dissuaded. She takes one of Noelle's toned calves and hoists high into the air, so that she can hug Noelle's leg with the ankle against her temple. A perfect perch to use as, rooting around with her free hand, Rose finds the opposite side of the double-ended pink dildo and pops it into her candy-sweet cunny.
Despite herself, Noelle sighs. It's a depravedly wonderful sight, those two pretty pussies, one above the other, linked by the translucent pink rubber. Noelle appreciates it as much as anyone. And of course there's the pressure of Rose's not-inconsiderable weight bearing down, forcing the dildo's bottom ever deeper into the tight confines of Noelle's slit. She likes to get mating-pressed, after all, and this is something similar. Rose, too, hisses -- enjoying as always the pleasure of getting penetrated. You're jealous.
So jealous in fact that you decide to punish Noelle even more. She wanted to smell your pussy, so you'll give her the real deal. You straddle her other end, squatting down over her face, calves folded under your naked butt. She can no longer see what's happening to her, but that's fine. She doesn't need to. You rub your hot cunt back and forth over her face. The cotton material of your underwear is a bit rough and it tickles your clit in a strange way. You can hear Noelle making pig-like noises as she sniffs you and tries to suck you even through the material. How cute.
"This is so... so..." Rose pants, fucking herself up and down. But she's too stupid to finish the thought. Instead, hugging Noelle's leg even harder, she just redoubles the pace of her frenzied humping. She's leaking all over Noelle's body. With every downward thrust, Rose's tight pussy lips get closer and closer to Noelle's. Then, with a triumphant and dreamy smile, Rose finishes the job. Down her throat or into her little pussy, it doesn't matter -- she's an expert at making that dildo disappear. Her barely-there cunt lips are kissing Noelle's fleshy labia, their cum intermingling, their four thighs all shiny under the guardshack's fluorescent overhead light.
You reward Rose by leaning forward, palms pressed against the ground, and kissing her on the mouth. You swap spit with your own sister while you use Noelle Keki as a cum toilet. Could life be sweeter?