Marli and I, Part 7

We froze. I held Marli tightly against me, impaled on my engorged cock, the muscles in her ass continuing to react, squeezing me, willing me to continue. She propped herself up on her hands.

Another knock, then a distant, small voice, “What are you guys doing?” Deena. She’d woken up.

“Nothing, Deena. Go back to bed.” Marli said to the door, her voice quivering.

The doorknob rattled. “Why is the door locked?” asked Deena.

“We were just talking.” said Marli. “You should go back to sleep.”

“I’m not tired.” replied Deena. “Can I come in?”

“Deena, you need to try to go back to sleep. I’ll come check on you in a few minutes.” Marli promised, frustration rising in her voice.

“I’m scared.” said Deena. “I wanna be with you guys.”

With my cock still in her butt, Marli slapped her face into her pillow and screamed with frustration. I patted her on the ass; our fun was over. She raised herself back up and I very slowly slipped myself out of her. Marli whimpered when I was all the way out, and her asshole, while definitely stretched, quickly recovered.

I turned on the television in my bedroom while Marli quickly pulled on her skirt and top. Then I gathered my clothes and headed into my bathroom before she opened the door to Deena. I’d get cleaned up and dressed before coming out. Hopefully Deena wouldn’t overthink things and cause problems.

I could hear them talking in my room as I got myself sorted out. I considered for a moment just jacking off in bathroom but that wouldn’t be fair to Marli. Even though she’d came earlier, we were in this one together, so I elected to suffer with her.

I found them both on my bed watching cartoons. As the TV was at the foot of the bed, Marli and Deena were lying prone on the bed facing it. I flopped down on the bed normally, which presented me with the vision of looking up two girls’ skirts at the same time. I could clearly see Deena’s blue panties wedged deep in her butt, but I couldn’t see much from Marli, as her skirt was longer. Once she realized I was looking, however, she opened her legs for me, smiling over her shoulder but rolling her eyes in frustration at Deena’s presence. I massaged her feet and legs as they were right by my chest the way we were situated. Marli’s pussy and ass were still glistening from all the oil. Occasionally I’d reach up and touch her pussy or slip a finger inside her, just to tease her and make her miserable. With her sister right next to her, she couldn’t make a sound.

Things started to change when I put two fingers in her. One was in her ass, the other was in her pussy, both still slick from the oil and her arousal. Marli buried her face in her pillow, but with her sister still wide awake right next to her, she had very few options and I was making her crazy. Marli closed her legs to me, ending my fun. She was obviously very frustrated and decided to rub her sister’s back, apparently with the hope of getting her to fall asleep again.

As she continued to rub Deena’s back with one hand, the little girl was clearly enjoying the massage from her older sister. It wasn’t at all sexual; at least not at first, but Deena seemed to advance things a little, mainly by sliding herself a bit north just as her sister’s hand was nearing her butt. It took a few minutes and several hints from her before Marli started moving slowly down Deena’s back to her puffy little bubble butt. When she did, Deena moved abruptly upward, making the clearest signal imaginable that she approved of what her big sister was doing. While still not really paying attention (or acting like she wasn’t), Marli kept rubbing her sister’s bottom. Marli couldn’t really see what was going on since she was focused on the TV, but I could. Deena had not only moved herself under her sister’s hand, she had opened her legs to allow access to her crotch. Whether she did this consciously or not I could not tell.

Marli soon slid her hand a little further down while I watched from behind. Marli paused her hand where it was, but soon Deena opened her legs a little more and lifted her butt to her sister, which had the effect of guiding Marli’s hand down toward to her pussy. Marli responded noncommittally, just lazily stroking the gusset of Deena’s panties with her fingertips. Deena opened her legs even more. From my vantage point, it was obvious Deena was growing frustrated, tired of waiting for her sister to touch her pussy, but these things can’t be rushed. Fortunately, Marli was willing to continue the dance, and kept stroking her little sister.

Eventually Marli grew bolder, and started tracing her fingers at the elastic of Deena’s panties where it met her inner thigh. Soon she had worked her fingertips under the material and was finally touching Deena’s little cunt. Despite getting exactly what she had been wanting all along (at least from my perspective), Deena remained completely focused on the television, as if acknowledging what was happening might make it naughty.

But Deena’s body told a different story. Once Marli’s fingers had found her pussy, Deena opened her legs even further and turned slightly to improve Marli’s access. I got to watch the whole thing, as Marli started running her finger in a long line up and down Deena’s tiny slit. I couldn’t see any detail, but it was clear what was going on behind the fabric. I rewarded Marli by fingering her pussy deeply, which was now wetter than I think I’d ever experienced. She was absolutely flooded, so she clearly loved what she was doing to Deena. Add another kink to the list.

Marli whispered something I couldn’t hear into Deena’s ear. All I heard from Deena was, “What about him?” Marli replied, “He won’t care; you made him do it to you earlier.”.

“I don’t want him to see.” said Deena quietly.

“Okay, we don’t have to.” said Marli, dropping the issue.

They kept watching TV. Marli’s hand was rested on Deena’s back, but inanimate. Deena was growing increasingly impatient, and kept squirming beneath Marli’s hand, willing it to move. Deena was getting frustrated, and started kicking the bed and making noises, trying to hint to Marli without expressly asking her to touch her. Marli waited a long time, but eventually resumed touching Deena’s pussy, but now she only drew lines on the outside of Deena’s little panties; she didn’t venture further.

Deena had finally had enough. She rolled over and quickly took her panties off, looking briefly at me before rolling back next to her sister. She pulled her dress way down, but as soon as she rolled back over it slipped up and hid nothing, but she didn’t seem to care. After Deena moved, Marli had put her hand under her chin as she watched TV, but not before smelling her fingers. Deena waited a long time before realizing Marli wasn’t going to resume rubbing her without some intervention, so she finally asked her to rub her back again. Marli rubbed Deena’s back lazily, even dragging down over her butt again, but she didn’t touch her her pussy this time; she wasn’t playing Deena’s game. Deena was about ready to scream in frustration.

I had to give credit to Marli. She was playing her sister like a seasoned parent, making Deena realize she was not in charge of the situation, making her realize that she had to play by Marli’s rules. What Marli had whispered to Deena was obviously an offer to lick her pussy, but Deena had balked, not wanting me to see. So, Marli left Deena hanging. Horny. At just ten years old, Deena had no concept of how to deal with sexual frustration; she’d simply never experienced it before. It was only a matter of time before she broke.

“Okay, fine.” said Deena in a harsh whisper to Marli. More than loud enough for me to hear.

Marli was unmoved.

“I said you can do it.” said Deena.

Marli the rock.

“Marli! I said it was okay!” whisper-yelled Deena.

Marli…Everest.

“Please?” Deena pleaded.

Nothing.

“Please Marli? Please do it? Please???” said Deena, now begging.

“Okay fine. Roll over.” commanded Marli.

Deena rolled onto her back and watched her sister while occasionally glancing at me. Marli moved between Deena’s legs and pushed them apart. I was enthralled as I watched Marli sink her face into Deena’s crotch; I could hear the wet sounds of Marli licking pussy for the first time in her life, as Deena watched her sister work. Occasionally I saw Deena twitch or jump when Marli would hit a good spot, and she was gritting her teeth as she moved her hips around under her sister’s mouth. I could see Marli had slipped a hand under her skirt and was quietly masturbating as she licked her sister’s cunt.

Deena started to breathe more and more heavily before taking a pillow and covering her own face. I could still hear her, whimpering into the pillow. I decided to take advantage of the situation and pulled my shorts down. I took Marli by the hips, and she immediately complied, moving to her knees without breaking stride in her oral attack on Deena’s little vagina. I pressed my cockhead against Marli’s pussy but as wet as she was, there was no resistance, and I was balls-deep in her cunt within seconds. Marli groaned into her sister’s slit with resounding approval. I took Marli by the hips and began fucking her violently, unable to restrain myself, pounding relentlessly against her cervix. For her part, Marli kept one hand working on her own clit while bringing her other hand to her sister’s slit to massage her tiny cunt hole. Deena wrapped her legs around Marli’s head as she pulled her sister to her, instinctively willing her to fuck her more deeply with her finger, but Marli was mindful of Deena’s hymen, and didn’t penetrate her too far.

Deena took the pillow from her face to watch her sister eat her pussy, which is when she saw that I was now fucking her sister from behind like my life depended on it. I was too close to cumming to care what she saw or what she thought. She looked at me in horror but then looked down at Marli, happily slurping away at her cunt and moaning in approval as I fucked her hard. It was at that point that Deena’s legs kicked out straight and she came, hard but quietly. I’d never have known she was cumming but for the fact that her feet were bent nearly in half as her toes curled almost painfully. The realization that Deena was orgasming was what triggered mine, and it slammed into me with a warm, urgent twisting sensation that took my entire body and forced every muscle to work against its opposite. As I fired my first wave of sperm against Marli’s abused cervix, she joined me in orgasm, screaming uncontrollably into her sister’s tiny cunt. My hands clamped down on Marli’s hips, holding her tightly against me as my balls squeezed tightly, unloading, filling her tiny womb with my seed. I groaned loudly and found Deena staring at me intently, watching me with suspicion and curiosity as I angrily fucked her big sister, using her for my pleasure. She may have even hated me then.

It was when Deena saw Marli’s face that she realized she was mistaken. When Marli finally found the willpower to remove her tongue from her little sister’s cunt, Deena saw how happy she was. Marli was spent and satisfied and clearly exhausted by the evening and the buildup to the greatest orgasm in her young life, spurred by having her cunt filled to bursting with a hard cock while her mouth was filled with her sister’s pussy. Marli looked right at her sister and just smiled with exhaustion, resting her cheek on Deena’s prominent mons. She could see that Marli was happy. Blissfully so. Marli crawled up her sister, kissing her tummy and chest as she went, before collapsing on top of her, wrapping her arms around her neck. Marli kissed Deena on the mouth then — just a quick kiss, but it was passionate and erotic, and Deena could taste herself on her big sister’s lips, causing her to recoil at the thought. Her resistance lasted only a moment, before they simply lay there together, holding one another; deep sleep just a moment away.

I watched them. First Deena, because I was terrified of her reaction, but within an instant I realized that I had her approval. Marli had, without speaking, told her that everything was good and right with the world and to let it go. Deena trusted her sister and did just that.

Deena and Marli held each other for a long time, legs intertwined, arms holding the other close, nuzzled against each other. Deena’s little pussy still glistening with her sister’s saliva; Marli’s pussy dripping out the vast amounts of cum I’d just pumped into it. Both were unconscious within minutes, fast asleep.

I went to the bathroom to take a leak and returned to find them as I’d left them. I turned off the lights and the TV, and situated the girls so that their heads were on pillows instead of at the foot of the bed. I cleaned up Marli, saving her the pain of my dried semen on her pussy in the morning. Wanting to have Marli next to me, I tried to pull them apart, but each time I did they would cleave to each other more tightly. I eventually gave up and settled in next to them with Deena between us. I put shorts on, but left the two girls as they were, with Marli in a skirt and Deena still in her dress, but neither wearing panties. I spread a blanket across the three of us and while I took the opportunity to gently explore Deena’s pussy for my own edification as she lay there, comatose. But the sad fact was, I too was exhausted and quickly fell asleep.

It wasn’t the morning sunlight but a full bladder that woke me up the next morning. That, and the room felt like it had reached 120 degrees. Deena, the source of the heat, was pressed up against me, roasting me. Marli was wrapped around Deena, her hand holding the waistband to my shorts. I extricated myself from the girls and went to the bathroom to take an incredibly satisfying piss. I padded downstairs to start the coffee maker, then returned to the girls, finding them just as I left them. I decided to join them for a few more minutes of sleep while I waited for the coffee maker to finish.

Two hours later, I awoke to find Marli kissing me, Deena nowhere to be found.

“She’s in the bathroom. Good morning.” said Marli, with a rough voice.

“Good morning back.” I said tentatively. “Everything okay?” Marli would know what I meant. I was asking if everything was going to be copacetic with her little sister. Last night had been quite an introduction for her.

“Oh, she’ll be fine.” Marli assured me. “She had fun.” she said, smiling.

At that, Deena came out of the bathroom and jumped into bed with us. She quickly scurried under the covers and snuggled next to her sister, staring at me suspiciously, like she’d never seen me before. How the harsh light of day illuminates our regrets, eh Deena?

“Good morning princess!” I said, not wanting to make an issue of the previous evening. “Sleep well?”

“Uh huh.” said Deena, unmoved. Apparently, she’s not a morning person, but I hoped her mood would improve.

I grabbed the remote and turned on the television. Spongebob.

Marli laid her head on my stomach to watch the show, and Deena rested her head on Marli’s hip, but that was uncomfortable, so Deena moved up to the pillow, Marli between us.

It didn’t take long for Marli’s hand to find its way into the leg hole of my shorts, grazing my sore, but semi-erect cock with her fingertips. I sighed when her hot hand wrapped itself around me.

In moments she had me fully erect as she masturbated me slowly and quietly. She slid her hand to the tip of my cock, touching the tip and finding a small amount of precum that had gathered there. She deftly removed her hand from my shorts and tasted her fingers. I watched her, but she never broke her gaze from the television.

I slid my hand up and down her back under the covers, eventually sliding all the way down to her butt, which I massaged gently. Occasionally I’d drag a fingertip through Marli’s slit, causing her to shudder under my touch.

The girls laughed at something on TV and Deena readjusted herself to snuggle closer to her sister. The problem was, my hand was on Marli’s ass, and I was rubbing her pussy. Deena felt my hand there and put her hand on mine to see who it belonged to. She gave no reaction when she discovered me. She withdrew her hand, so I kept working on Marli.

After a few minutes, I felt Deena’s small hand on mine again. I froze, but she was obviously exploring what I was doing to her sister, to the point where her fingers came in contact with Marli’s pussy. At that point I put my hand over Deena’s, letting her explore on her own. She was kind of all over the place in her ministrations, so I took her hand in mine and pressed her fingers more firmly into the fat flesh of Marli’s slowly dampening cunt.

Eventually Deena got things straight and settled into a slow rhythm on her sis. Marli was appreciative, but both girls kept their eyes fixed on the TV. I was more or less out of the picture now, except for Marli’s slow massage still ongoing in my shorts. I stroked Deena’s hair once, but she recoiled a bit, so I knew I couldn’t put my hands in the more advanced locations.

Marli removed her hand from my cock and slipped it between her legs. From my vantage point next to her, the covers had fallen away enough to allow me to see Marli guiding her sister what to do. I could see that Deena had now inserted a finger into Marli’s pussy and was slowly sliding it in and out. Satisfied, Marli returned her hand to my shorts. I slid my hand over her ribs and rubbed her budding chest, paying special attention to her tiny nipples, which hardened under the pads of my fingers. I pinched them gently, causing Marli to moan quietly with approval.

Taking care to hide her actions from her sister, who was still vegetative (or acting so) in front of the television, Marli slipped my cock into her mouth and ran her tongue in circles around the tip, licking up any precum she could find before sinking her mouth down on my rod as far as she could. I could feel her forcing her throat down, almost gagging herself – Marli’s third little kink. Soon she just set her head back on my stomach, the tip of my dick in her mouth while her tongue wandered aimlessly around the head of my cock while her free hand lazily jacked my shaft up and down. Deena had stopped moving but still had her hand against Marli’s crotch. Apparently, she had lost interest.

Marli suddenly took her mouth off my cock and sat up, pulling my shorts over my throbbing erection.

“Deena, do you want to go downstairs and watch TV?” she asked hopefully.

“I wanna stay here.” she replied. Understandable. She was in a strange house, after all.

“Just go downstairs for a little bit and we’ll come right down, okay?” she pressed.

“I wanna stay with you guys.” Deena whined.

Now looking at me, Marli said, “Should we go in the bathroom?”

“No, you stay here too!” cried Deena.

Marli sighed in frustration. I couldn’t really say anything. Deena was resolute.

“Okay fine, but you sit up at the edge of the bed, okay?” Marli said, pointing to a spot.

“nkay” said Deena.

Once Deena was situated and back to her TV show, Marli climbed onto my legs. Leaving my shorts on, she opened the fly and removed my still rock hard cock from within. Sliding up to my lap, she bent forward and reached beneath her, guiding the tip of my cock to her pussy. She rested at the top for just a moment before starting a slow, steady slide down to the base as her wet pussy reluctantly accepted me. Once she reached the bottom, she stayed there for a few minutes before sliding up again, and starting a slow, relaxed fuck as she sat there, happily impaled on my swollen dick.

Marli was still wearing the skirt from yesterday, which was long enough to cover our activities, so even if Deena happened to look back, she would not have seen anything.

Soon, Marli increased the intensity of her fucking, and her breathing grew louder. She was getting careless. I looked over at Deena, who was no longer watching her TV show, but was now watching Marli. Marli’s eyes were closed as she fucked me, so she had no idea she was giving her sister a show. Deena, however, must have figured out what was going on, because her hand was between her legs and she was rubbing herself as she watched her big sister intently.

I debated letting Marli know that we were being watched, but Deena didn’t seem too distressed, so I said nothing and just hung on for the ride. I put my hands on Marli’s hips and looked at Deena. No reaction, she just kept rubbing herself, eyes riveted to Marli.

I closed my eyes as I enjoyed the feelings of Marli’s tight pussy squeezing my cock as she hunched up and down on me. A moment later I felt movement at the side of my head, followed by a flash of darkness in my closed eyes. I opened them to find Deena just starting to lower herself down on my face, just as she’d done yesterday. This time, however, she was facing her sister, as she nuzzled her ten year old cunt down onto my mouth, her virginal scent filling my senses. Due to her positioning, my nose was placed firmly into the crack of her ass. While Deena managed to keep things fairly clean, as I inhaled her deeply, I could still definitely smell her butt. I would have expected otherwise, but it was heavenly. That scent, mixed with the taste of her young pussy, was incredible. I think the dirtiness of the whole thing was what was most erotic about it.

I took my hands from Marli’s hips and moved them to Deena’s. She was still wearing my daughter’s nightgown, which was short enough that it had ridden up, covering just half her ass. I slid the garment up slightly so I could slide my hands up and down Deena’s soft, perfect skin. She gave no protest, and I continued to lap at her pussy as her sister continued to grind up and down on my cock.

I have no idea whether or when Marli even noticed that her sister had joined us. If I opened my eyes, all I could see was Deena’s ass riding my face. I slid her slightly downward, pushing her hips toward her sister, allowing me access to her tight butthole. I pressed the tip of my tongue to the tiny ring, licking around it before pushing into its center. Deena responded immediately; her breathing grew louder and she pushed back against my mouth, clearly signaling that she enjoyed it. I brought my hand around the front of her, venturing toward her vulva. The angle was difficult, but when I found her pussy, she allowed me to touch her. I stroked her clit a few times, but my fingers were dry, and so would not have felt good to Deena.

I took a blind (literally) chance and hoped Marli had seen what I was trying to do to Deena. I lifted my hand to Marli and was instantly rewarded with Marli’s hot mouth quickly engulfing my fingers, lubricating them with her saliva. That’s my girl. I returned them to Deena’s tiny cunt.

I think it was the second or third stroke on Deena’s hard little clit that did it. I felt her whole body stiffen, and immediately her asshole began spasming on my tongue as her hips fucked at the air. The realization that this little ten year old girl was orgasming on my mouth was more than enough to send me over the edge, and I began to come hard, my body tense and rigid. I took my hands off Deena and put them on Marli’s hips, struggling to pull her farther down onto me, trying to get my cock deeper into her. Deena had settled backward after she came, and now I was being completely smothered by her ass covering my mouth and nose; I couldn’t breathe at all, but was still coming, so I was powerless to move her. Looking back now, I don’t think I wanted to move her. I was surprised to find the suffocation strangely pleasurable; the oxygen deprivation seemed to intensify and extend my orgasm, stretching it longer than any other I can remember before or since. When I finally returned to reality and could hear and see again, a simple tilt of the head gave me all the air I needed

When my head was clear, I was still semi-hard, still inside Marli. Deena’s ass was still in my face, but she was now leaning toward her sister, and I could hear the occasional sounds of kissing. Knowing I wasn’t going to be able to get hard again anytime soon, I killed some time by massaging Deena’s butt while she and her sister kissed.

Deena was the first to move, hopping off my face while announcing to the room that she had to pee. With her gone, I looked up at Marli, who smiled down at me before laying down on my chest to kiss me. My dick slipped out of her, and any semen that hadn’t already run out seeped onto my crotch as we kissed.

“Did you come? I asked, concerned. If she had, I missed it, thanks to Deena (not that I was complaining).

“Oh yeah, like five minutes before you did.” she said. “I almost did again.” she added.

“Aww, sorry baby.” I said. “You okay with what happened with Deena?” I asked.

“Oh yeah,” she said emphatically, adding, “as long as you don’t like her better than me.”

“Hmm…I’ll keep you posted on that.”

Marli play-punched me in the chest. “I don’t like you.”

“Let’s get some breakfast – I’m starving.” I said. Turns out having a threesome with two pre-teen girls really takes it out of you. Who knew?

At breakfast, Marli and I were chatting away, but Deena was still sort of quiet.

“Everything okay, Princess?” I asked her.

She thought a moment, then asked me, “Are you gonna tell my mommy what I did?”

I nearly spit my coffee on her. She was worried about me telling?

“Oh, no, honey. I promise I’ll never ever tell if you don’t tell either, okay?”

This earned me a big smile from Deena. Maybe this was what was troubling her earlier. We finished our breakfast, Deena now happily part of the conversation.

“Okay, shower time!” I announced, clapping my hands to get everyone moving.

Groans from the peanut gallery.

“Deena, you first.”

“She’ll need help with the shampoo.” Marli said.

I perked up, thinking I’d get to lather up a loli, but Deena dashed my hopes. “I want Marli to help me.” she said before I could ask.

The girls showered in my daughter’s bathroom while I showered in mine. I finished quickly and went downstairs. Deena came down and joined me, sitting next to me on the sofa, wet hair dripping. I turned on the television for her while I continued to read my paper.

A little after ten Tina called and let me know that she was on her way from work. It gave me about ten minutes, so I helped the girls gather their things so they’d be ready.

When Tina got there, she quietly asked about Deena, but when she came running into the foyer, Deena excitedly asked her mom if she could stay here again.

“Well, there’s your answer.” I said to Tina. Turning to Deena, “And of course you can. Both of you can. Anytime you like.” I said, meaning it more than anyone could possibly imagine.

“We made pizza, mommy!” she said excitedly. Oh yeah…I had forgotten about the pizza.

Tina thanked me profusely and I assured her I meant it when I said they could stay any time they wanted. I hoped she’d let them stay tonight too.

Deena and her mom started carrying stuff out to the car, while Marli dropped back a little, allowing her time to kiss me goodbye.

“You take it easy on your sister now, okay? Don’t go forgetting about me.” I said.

“Oh, don’t worry. It’ll just be practice.” Marli said, grinning wickedly before joining her mom and sister in the car.

NOTE FROM AUTHOR: Taking a break for the holiday and much needed vacation.

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