Hot Summer Job/Let Larissa have her fun with Kylie
Larissa taunts and teases her big sister happily. She tickles her neck, covers her eyes, pats at her boobs to make them jiggle, gives her a wet-willy... and you barely pay any attention to her words or actions. You just can't believe you have both these girls completely naked on their living room floor.
Your eyes drift lazily from Rissa's puffy little crouched pussy to Kylie's spread eagle snatch. Kylie's stretched and sleek frame is maddeningly sexy and holding her in place like this is weirdly satisfying.
Larissa stands unexpectedly which interrupts your dream-like trance of lust. You look up at her and receive a big smile as Rissa clasps her hands together under her chin. The preteen then swings her leg out and straddles her sister's head and upwardly stretched arms, drops to her knees, then lowers her underside onto her sibling's face.
Larissa immediately giggles but doesn't get the outburst she was expecting from her sister. With you bent over above Kylie's tits you have a perfect view of Rissa's pussy smashed against her sister's mouth. Clearly unsatisfied with her sister's response, Larissa wiggles her hips and grinds her privates against Kylie's face trying to find the older girl's limit. But it's Rissa whose limit is reached.
The assailant quickly becomes the victim, lifting herself to her knees.
"EEW!! She licked my crotch!" Larissa whines to you incredulously then looks underneath herself to gawk at her sister.
"Got you off of me, didn't it?" Kylie shoots back, sticking her tongue into the air mockingly.
"Is that it?" you ask. "She licked you? You've already done way worse."
Rissa looks up at you curiously.
"She's a total wuss," goads Kylie. She's practically begging for it, but you're not complaining.
"You can't let her win like that," you add, trying to encourage this. "Besides, if that's all she's got then I think you can outlast her!"
"Yeah!" shouts Larissa confidently. "You'll have to do better than that to stop me, sissy!"
And with that she plants herself onto Kylie's face again. You're not entirely sure how Kylie can breath. Her kid sister has a tight little butt, but it still seems as if Kylie's nose and mouth are enveloped by Rissa's petite posterior and pussy respectively.
Rissa starts wiggling a bit more, but Kylie is the one on the attack. She tilts her head back lifting her chin higher You can see her bottom lip come into view in front of Larissa's little mound, followed shortly after by her tongue, flitting up into the grade schooler's squishy slit. Rissa gasps and straightens up a little, sharply ending her wiggles
"That's nothing. You got this!" you reassure Rissa.
The girl furrows her brow and nods in agreement. After a moment she leans forward and plants her hands on Kylie's tits. Turns out that was a bad move. That movement rotated her pelvis forward one inch and moved her clit directly into the line of fire. Larissa gasps again then holds her breath, her hands slowly squeezing Kylie's meager chest. After a good ten seconds Larissa exhales sharply and pants a few times trying to regain her composure. She tries to rotate her pelvis again, but her objective limits her.
Moving forward with her plan, Larissa pinches both of her sister's nipples and twists. Hard. Kylie jerks a bit beneath your grip, her hips rising off the floor, back arching. But between your grip and her sister sitting on her face, the saucy redhead doesn't have anywhere to go. So she continues undeterred, fiercely tonguing little Larissa's pussy. If anything her tongue is moving even faster now.
Rissa bites her lip and starts to lean back, pulling her sissy's stiff nipples. But the younger girl starts to crack. Her body buckles forward. Throwing one arm down to the carpet to steady herself, Larissa starts a slow pant while her eyes flutter between closed and open. She still weakly tugs on one of Kylie's nips effectively forgetting what she was trying to do.
"I think... she's beating me..."
That's too much for you. Letting go of Kylie, you unzip your jeans and push both them and your boxers down far enough to free the full length of your shaft from your waistband. Grabbing your meat feels heavenly. It throbs in your hand, begging to be ravaged, but you jerk slowly trying not to draw Larissa's attention.
Kylie however takes full advantage of the freedom you've given her. She swings her arms forward and latches her hands onto the tops of Rissa's thighs attempting to lock her in place, turning the captor captive. Rissa doesn't even react. She's becoming lost in her own pleasure, blocking out the rest of the world, focusing entirely on the enthusiastic tonguing of her virgin slit.