Slumber Party

Continued from: The Belle of the Ball

As the last stroke of the belt seared into the seat of Sarah's onesie, she stumbled to her feet, her palms cradling her ravaged backside. Tears streaming down her face, she choked out and apology to Russell - for her supposed transgressions at the party. 

"I'm sorry, Daddy...for being such a huge whore tonight," Sarah whimpered, her words trembling as she rubbed away the dull sting.

"It's getting quite late, Russell, darling," I said, my voice gentle and prompt, sensing the emotional fatigue emanating from the pair. "Why don't you two simply stay the night? It would be far more convenient..." I trailed off, leaving a strong implication hanging in the air. Summer, ever the opportunist, piped-up before I could continue. "Oui! And we could maybe all go to bed together! We could have so much fun, Mommy!" 

Her bright smile and suggestive tone left little doubt about the nature of this proposed slumber party. Nothing gets Summer more in the mood than a good spanking, I guess...even if she's just watching one. 

As Summer spoke, Sarah's countenance transformed from shame and humiliation to gleeful anticipation, her tears forgotten in the face of Summer's mischievous proposal. The two of them embraced, their little girl outfits rustling as they bounced up and down like sugar-fueled pixies. Russell and I watched, enthralled, as they devolved into a fit of girlish giggles, the atmosphere shifting from strict embarrassment to playful abandon. 

As the impromptu sleepover gained momentum, Summer addressed Russell and I with an expectant glint in her eye. "Will you come upstairs with us, Mommy and Daddy?" she asked, her sugary sweetness belied by the lingering echoes of the earlier strapping. 

Before either of us could respond, she grasped Sarah's wrist, playfully swatted her already-tender bottom, and dragged her up the stairs in a flurry of laughter. 

I looked at Russell and smiled, before slipping into my black lace corset, choker and stepped into my over-the-knee boots. My hair, slicked back into a severe pony, framed my face with an unforgiving elegance. There was no question as to who was in control of this little sleepover tonight. 

I surveyed the room, my gaze settling on Russell like a target acquisition. "Strip!" I ordered, the word a curt directive that left no room for disobedience. Russell's nervous glance flickered downward in my presence, but his hands moved with haste to comply, shedding every stitch of his clothing. 

"Just like old times, baby boy," I purred into his ear, as my hand encircled his cock, using it as a leash to guide him toward the bedroom, where the soft moans and gasps of Summer and Sarah provided a sultry underscore. 

As I led Russell into the room by his dick, the two women were already entwined, lost in a fever of kissing and fingering one another. We let them continue, as our hands replaced their own, and Russell and I began to finger fuck our two pets, as they played sword-fight with their tongues. 

With a sharp tug to Sarah's pigtails, I pulled her mouth off my wife's, and directed her head between Summer's legs. "You get down there and you eat her out!" I hissed, as I pinned Russell down onto his back and took him into my mouth. 

When the sweetness of Summer's pussy glistened off Sarah's lips and tongue, I stuffed a ball gag into her mouth and secured it behind her head forcing her to savour the lovely essence. Now, as I fitted the strap-on cock around my hips, Summer slid onto me with ease and desperation, her tits jiggling wildly as she rode me. 

Summer was able to witness her own arousal shining on Sarah's gagged lips, as Russell bent her forward, her crimson bottom spread and arched for him.   

It was truly a wild night!

Everyone got a little taste of someone, but Russell, ever the gentleman, only fucked Sarah Jane and I only fucked Summer. 

The girls screamed through some powerful orgasms while they were being fucked, desperately crying out "Mommy" and "Daddy" as they did. We all collapsed into a tangle of passion and rapid heartrates, after Russ came into Sarah's pussy and Summer got me off with her skilled tongue. 

#hashtag slumber party problems *oopsie

As everyone had caught their breath, out of no where, Summer suddenly asked all of us if it's suppose to be hot tomorrow. I replied, "yes huni, like over 30 again." 

"Maybe Daddy can set up the kiddie pool for Sarah and I?" 

Mistress Andrea 

xoxo

Continued in: Summer Kisses