Hot Summer Job/You got a hot load to blow, start plowing the kid
“Whadid uuu jus put n me noun err?” Larissa demands as she begins reaching down and feeling where your hands are holding her by her thighs.
“All right then,” You say, completely ignoring the drunk girl's comments, “here I go.”
“Ahhh!” Larissa responds as you pull out the half inch or so of your shaft that went inside her until only your head is in her newly deflowered snatch. After that, you ram it in, getting about half your length in her this time. “Ow!” She responds, apparently not dissuaded from her tactile search of your contact with her lower body despite her verbal complaints. “Mmmm, that hurts.” She says with tears in her unfocused eyes that she is casting in her best imitation of a threatening glare against the space around the left side of your head.
Up on the couch, Kiley seems to be watching you with interest as she seems to have forgotten about your sister who is now lying asleep against her chest with the vibrating giant penis smashed between their two bodies. Not wanting to scare her away by taking her sister too roughly, you instead just push your dick in a little deeper and manage to get about 2/3 of your length inside her skinny 60 lb frame.
“It's alright,” you say, “It shouldn't hurt for much longer.”
Larissa's eyes go unfocused for a moment, but she quickly begins exploring what you are doing with her lower body with her hands again, rubbing her fumbling palms all over the hands and arms that are holding her legs. She suddenly giggles and laughs as she runs her hands up your arms, and then she looks like she is trying to focus her eyes to look down her body.
“All right, I'm going to start moving again,” you warn her.
“Huh?” She responds, turning her unfocused eyes up towards your head. “Oh!” She moans as you slide out most of your shaft and then begin to slowly press it back into her tiny little box. “Riley, what?” She moans, writhing about. “Are.. are you putting my finger in that...”
“Huh?” you respond, laughing slightly. Does she think that's your finger? No, wait, she said it was her own finger. You can't help but chuckle a little bit more.
“Boys aren't supposed to touch there,” She states in a rather matter-of-fact tone.
“That's not my finger,” You tell her.
“Oh, ok.” Larissa responds and then seems to flop back and allow you to continue slowly fucking your 17 year old penis in and out of her 9 year old hole. While Larissa seems to be completely out of it, Kylie seems to be at least alert enough to get what just transpired between the two of you and she absolutely bursts out laughing. You can't help noticing as you look up that she still has not managed to get that big didlo that is attached to your sister inside her. In fact, she does not seem to be making any further attempt to guide it into position. The two girls are simply lying there with Bree on top of her and the large dick pressed between their bodies with the shaft vibrating against Kylie's clit as Bree gently humps back and forth against her, stimulating the older girl with the shaft of the fake cock.
“Huh?” Bree responds to the girl under her having this absolute giggle fit.
“A boy can't touch her unless he fucks her, and it's not his finger” Kylie explains before bursting out laughing again.
“I don... ughh” Bree moans before getting lost again in the throws of literally mind-numbing sensations she is getting sent to her inebriated brain from the vibrator she has strapped to her own crotch.
“It heels like there'sh zomethin n my place.” Larissa mumbles and slurs.
“It's Bree with her sex-toy,” Kylie shouts over your shoulder and then returns to her hysterical laughing.
“Uh?” Larissa responds, “It feels gud!”
You have to agree, you are getting mighty close to cumming now. You didn't have near as much alcohol as any of these girls, but you have had just enough to not worry so much about the consequences. What's more, with their guards clearly so far lowered, you feel no reservation at all with just letting it go.
Larissa breaks out in her own fit of giggles as you speed up your pace and your breathing starts to become more labored. You begin taking short, quick, jabbing strokes as you knock your head against the elementary school kid's cervix and then you feel the heat from the alcohol wash up over your ears as your prostate begins to pulse and you are driven by primal instinct to bury your insemination tool as deep in your mate as possible. The scene is awash of giggles and laughter as your jizim is pumped into the clueless girl's undeveloped uterus.
“Hahaha,” Rissa laughs. “Your face is funny.”
You come down from the high of your climax and stair down at the kid who's womb you just painted full of your virgin load of cum. You try to think of something to say in this situation, but all she does is just brace her hands under herself and stand up, causing your dick to slip out from her and she walks off before you even know what happened.
“Hey Bree!” Larissa slurs out your little sister's name before collapsing face first onto your sister's back, smashing her against Kylie in the process.
“Ow!” Kylie yells, pushing both your sisters off of her at the same time and causing the two girls to tumble down in a pile of arms and legs to the floor.