Gwen wants more than pie for desert
From Torg Adventure
"Good pie," Nancy says over her last mouthful of it.
"Yes, very good," Gwen says. "Although... I like my pie with some whipped cream on it." She bounces up off of the floor and kneels beside you. As Nancy watches wide-eyes, and Sam watches with a hint of a frown on her face, Gwen grabs your semi-hard cock and starts sucking on it, her small hand holding the base of your shaft firmly.
"I think Max has had enough for one night," Sam says after a few seconds. She looks embarrassed.
Gwen pulls her head up a little, taking it off of your cock. She giggles. "No, he hasn't," she says, stroking your slowly hardening cock. "He's insatiable."
"So are you, apparently," Sam mumbles, shoving a bite of sandwich into her mouth.
Gwen goes back to sucking you, quite enthusiastically. Her lips and mouth gently caressing and stroking you while she jerks the shaft.
Sam looks more and more uncomfortable. "Come on, Nancy," she says, starting to stand up.
"I'm not done with my sandwich!" Nancy protests, refusing Sam's proffered hand.
"You can bring it with you," Sam says impatiently.
"...and I kind of want to watch this," Nancy says, a little quietly. "In case Max or Gwen passes out," she amends quickly. "They've been doing it an awful lot these last two days apparently."
"Especially Max." Sam has her lips pursed together as she says that, her arms crossed.
"Yes, because he's having sex with all of us, and we're just having sex with him." Nancy says, her mouth half full of sandwich. She poked a piece of bacon that was escaping back into her mouth. "Well... mostly him. Sometimes we end up doing it with each other."
"I think that is mostly for Max's benefit, Nancy," Sam responds. Despite her attitude, she's still watching as Gwen keeps eagerly going down on your cock.
"It's not like any of us are lesbians, or anything. Or even bi," Amy ponders. "But it was still kind of fun, in a sort of getting lost in the moment way."
"Speaking of getting lost," Sam begins. "I think that's what I'm going to do now. Last chance to come, Nancy."
Nancy laughs. "I think there will be a lot more opportunities to come. And I still want more pie." Ignoring the leftover pie on Sam's plate, Nancy gets up and moves behind her sister Gwen, from where she is kneeling on all fours by Max giving him a hummer. Nancy lifts up Gwen's bathrobe, revealing her naked bottom. Laying on her back, she slides under Gwen's body so that she can pull Gwen's groin down to her, and starts eating out her little sister's pussy.
Sam shakes her head. "Not this again." She puts her hands on her hips, but doesn't leave immediately. You can tell she's embarrassed, and more than a little pissed off at you, and to her cousins to a lesser extent.
Gwen seems only barely distracted by Nancy's mouth, and even less by Sam's. Instead, she keeps using hers to pleasure your cock, her pouty lips and slender tongue working with great enthusiasm, and growing skill, on your still stiffening rod.
Gwen reluctantly pulls her lips off of your cock, breathing heavily from not getting enough air herself, and from her sister eating her out. "Max's cock is getting too big for my mouth," she complains. "My mouth is too small..."
"Sam has a big mouth," Nancy offers helpfully, pausing her cunnilingus on Gwen. Sam crosses her arms even tighter across her chest, tilts her head and stares daggers at Nancy. At least when her gaze doesn't keep darting towards your cock.
"Yeah, she does," Gwen agrees, stroking your cock as she looks down at it. "Although even if it doesn't want to fit in my mouth anymore, I've got someplace else where I know I can make it fit..."
"Oh, yes, it fits in me quite nicely there, too," Nancy says. "I haven't tried my mouth yet, but mine is bigger than yours."
"Neither of us had let Max try our asses yet, either," Gwen observes.
"Our asses?" Nancy says, a little startled. "I don't think he'd fit in either of us. Certainly not you. And wouldn't it hurt?"
"Yes," Sam says. "It would hurt like hell, I bet."
Gwen looks at Sam. "So you haven't let Max do it, either. But he could fit in me, I just know."
"You look awful tight, Gwen," Nancy says, adjusting her position under Gwen's body just a little.
"I'd stretch," Gwen argues. "Like my pussy did, when he first took me."
Nancy sucks on her middle finger for a second. "I don't know about that... I'll bet I can't even get this in you..." She runs the tip of that finger on Gwen's asshole, causing your youngest cousin to suddenly look surprised for the first time since she walked in on you.
"Nancy...?" She says tentatively, then you see her back arch as Nancy's hand moves a little. "Oh!" Gwen says weakly.
"I guess it did fit, after all," Nancy concedes. "But you are like, super, super tight back there, Gwen."
"Nancy!" Sam says, a little shocked. "Stop that! That's gross."
"She wants his cock in there, so this isn't nearly as bad as that," Nancy argues. "But it's not as impossible as I thought it was."
"Still," Sam says. "Take it out. It's mean, and degrading."
"It's okay," Gwen pants. "I was just a little surprised. And it's good practice. Now maybe if it you could move it around a little..."
Nancy giggles and starts sliding her finger in and out of her sister's ass. "I'm fucking my sister's ass with my finger," she announces unnecessarily. She seems to think it's funny.
Gwen, on the other hand, is taking it far more seriously. Her eyes are closed as she feels what you guess is the first foreign object in her bunghole, and she has a look of pleasure on her young face. You're not sure if your dick would fit into Gwen's ass anywhere near as well as Nancy's relatively petite finger, but given that Gwen sounds willing to try, you're certainly willing to as well. You've gotten off to a good start with filling their wombs with sperm already, and it sounds like that avenue will continue to be open to you in the future.
As Gwen begins her hump her ass back against Nancy's hand, Nancy goes back to licking her sister's pussy. Gwen seems to have forgotten about your cock for the moment, her hand loosening it's grip on it. Seeing that, Sam turns to you now, instead of Nancy.
"Come on, Max," she tells you, trying to make her voice as casual as possible. "Let's leave the nymphettes here to have their fun. It's getting late, so we should get home." Despite the attempted calm in her voice, she's definitely giving you a come-hither look with her eyes. If you leave with her, it's clear her plan is to go straight to bed, but not to sleep.
Go with Sam, or do Gwen and/or Nancy have other ideas?
