about2knowme | A New Toy [locked to ammapreaker]

Amma had seen Deckard approaching out of the corner of her eye before he intervened. She was confident that she was going to get what she wanted before he said a word; this girl was easy. Still, she went along with his words knowing that it was arousing for him.

"Yes, daddy." She exhaled an airy agreement, her eyes narrowing in on Jess as she turned on the bed, allowing herself to spread her legs and expose the pink panties beneath her short flowy nightie. Her eyes flickered up to Deckard. "And I want you to watch with your cock out." To put on a show for him would certainly service them both rather nicely.

Jess tended when she felt the man approach behind her with a commanding presence. She had already been willing, but with each interaction she was starting to really see what she was in for.

"Okay-" she put on her best act to be sexy and sultry, allowing her to move away from Deckard's hold when she moved to the floor in front of Amma. "I like licking little girls pussys." She tried to tie their lingo into her own dialogue to fit in.

Amma watched Jess very closely when she moved in, glancing down her shirt at the new angle and keeping an eye on her mouth. Jess would get on her knees, allowing either of them to take a peek down her low cut dress, her black bra peeking out. She pulled her hair back over a shoulder before kissing the inside of Amma's slender thigh before she was able to tug at the panties and pull them down.

Amma watched not looking entertained just yet until she felt the mouth connect with her tiny slit. Her mouth fell open and she leaned back, humming some approval. Jess would smile to the hum and continue to tenderly take her tongue along the slit to connect with that tiny clit.

Deckard smiled broadly. Not that he'd any worries about Jess being obedient, but he was nothing if not turned on by dominating the woman. Not to mention he had a feeling Amma would enjoy watching him do just that as well. None of which, of course, precluded his doing exactly what the girl instructed.

"Of course," he said, and pulled a plush chair close to the bed, sitting down and unzipping his trousers. Reaching in, he fished out his cock, which was just starting to wake up.

As soon as he saw the dark-haired woman pulling down Amma's panties, his cock definitely began to stir, and once Jess' mouth made contact with her pussy, he was stroking it deliberately, his eyes never leaving the vision in front of him.

"Make sure she does it just the way you like it, sweetheart," he told Amma. "Or she gets a spot of punishment to teach her."

Amma watched intently as the tongue made contact with her clit and she could roll her hips up and to the soft pink mouth. Her nipples were hard through her top as she stayed sitting upright. "Harder." She told the older woman whose eyes flickered up. There was a smile on her lips when she paused to lick them, two fingers coming up to slide inside the tight slit. Again, she leaned forward and latched onto the girl's sweet mound and sucked more aggressively.

Amma was biting down on her own lower lip, wanting for more than someone sensually making out with her pussy. Jess was too focused on trying to look sexy and flawless to really get the job done right.

"Ugh-" Amma groaned as if her concentration had been broken. "Bitch! I said harder!" She grabbed the woman's long hair and yanked it with as much force as she could muster. Regardless of her size, it forced the woman's head back and she bared her teeth from the sharp pain to her scalp. Jess was still dizzy and drunk but now she felt a bit more sober.

Amma's eyes flickered up to Deckard who held his thick cock like she'd told him; and damn if she didn't find him intoxicatingly sexy when he had that tone and was capable of hurting someone for her. "Daddy- make her do it right..." She whined, not yet letting go of the woman's silky hair. Deckard would know that she would like to see this punishment just for shits and giggles.

Watching closely, the moment that Jess hadn't snapped to the moment that Amma had given her an instruction, he knew what was about to happen. Still, he slowly ran his hand down his cock, waiting for the sharp-edged sound of the girl's voice in displeasure.

And there it was. Deckard smiled wryly and shook his head. The brunette was almost wide-eyed, surprised at the sudden outburst and the pain of Amma's grip. When the young blonde called to him, he stood and tucked his length back into his trousers for the moment.

"Tsk, tsk. Look what you've done, Jess. You've upset my little girl, and you know we can't have that." He crouched beside the woman. While Amma held her in place, he pushed Jess' skirt up to her waist and pulled her miniscule panties down to her knees. "If my girl says 'hard', you go hard. Now put your face back in her pussy and get to it." Once the brunette's face was in position, he delivered the first blow, a hard spank to one ass cheek, driving Jess's mouth against Amma's sex. Deckard raised his hand and readied another.

He glanced up at Amma, devilish light in his eyes. "More?"

The pleasure Amma derived then wasn't from the face and mouth on her, it was from the arousal of just seeing him spank her so aggressively. Her eyes paid particular attention to how strong and masculine he looked standing over the older woman on her knees. If he caught her eye, she'd given him an appreciative one over; a sort of reward for giving her what she wanted.

Jess had heard the sexy English voice and wasn't entirely sure what he was about to do until it shocked her whole body. The spank was a sharp pain that made Jess cry out. She couldn't help lurching forward, connecting her face with Amma's pussy. The vibration of her protesting moan made Amma moan in a fresh way. "Yes daddy-" Amma groaned with a wide smile on her lips.

She looked down to see the watering eyes looking up at her. "Stick out your tongue, Slut." With her legs were spread wide for it. "I want you to really fuck me with it." Spoken before she looked up through her blond hair to Deckard, the man she wanted to fuel the act.

Jess had no choice but to obey, hoping that if she brought her tongue to penetrate the wet lips that it would be enough on her own. She held the tiny thighs as she began to rapidly bob her head up and down to do her damnedst to get as deep as she could. The taste of the girl's sex was strong and even she started to find it obivous that this was arousing for her.

Deckard made sure to meet Amma's eyes often now that they were closer. He was doing his part just as much for her benefit as she was doing things for his. There was nothing in the world that mattered more to him than making sure the girl was satisfied in every way possible, and right now, that meant spanking the hell out of Jess so that she could tongue-fuck the teenager as commanded.

He nodded as Amma groaned out the go-ahead. Once Jess' tongue was out, he began to rain down more strikes to the older woman's ass, beating out a steady rhythm on her cheeks, alternating between them. The impact rocked the brunette's body back and forth while his hand turned her tanned backside bright red.

"Is that more like it, sweetheart?" Deckard asked. "Is she treating that precious pussy right at last?"

Taking a break to rest his hand, the man slid his fingers along Jess' slit, then raised them to where Amma could see. "Look at that. Little slut's really enjoying herself, hmm?"

"Mmmm! Yes daddy-" she moaned as the scene and the mouth on her were bringing her much more pleasure than before. Seeing how dominant he was and how he treated a woman that wasn't her, made Amma pleased with her choice to bring a third to their bedroom.

At first Jess could silently take the spanks, but they were hard and rougher than she had endured in the past. Her ass stung where he struck it and even as she tried to do exactly what she was told, she started to cry out, her eyes watering.

However her body's reaction was involuntary, the scent and taste of pussy making her aroused enough to have hard nipples through her top. When she felt those fingers enter her, she gasped even if it was short lived. Looking back at Deckard smiling, she hoped she had done something right by them. The line of obeying and disobeying was starting to blur.

"It just tastes so good-" she added, working to purr her words before giving the small snatch another, slow and sultry lick.

"Oh my god!- Such a slut-" Grabbing the dark hair, Amma held her in place for a brief moment while her hips would grind her cunt against Jess's mouth and chin. "Getting off eating me out." She released the woman but kept herself close. "Go suck my daddy's cock. Like, thank him for bringing you here for me to play with." Flicking her eyes up to look at Deckard, she smiled wickedly. "And don't stop till your throat hurts....then maybe I'll touch you." With a foot, she planted it on Jess's shoulder, kicking her backward. "Go on, slut-"

Jess had to catch herself, still awestruck that this girl at her age had such attitude and was so demanding. Still, she didn't feel right retorting. Maybe it was an anxious fear of Amma or Deckard. Either way, she was feeling awfully submissive when she turned and was up on her knees facing Deckard, ready for him to move closer.

While there were times when Deckard was ready and willing to let Amma call the shots, it was more than clear at the moment that what she wanted out of him was his more natural state, dominating and rough. As always, what Amma wanted, she got, and right now, she wanted him to go hard on their new friend.

He grinned ferally at Jess' response to him, and then even more when Amma spoke. "She really is, isn't she? Just the way we like 'em. Did she learn how to eat you out right, sweetheart?"

Laughing at the way the tiny girl pushed around the grown woman and enjoying even more the way he could read Jess' expression as the woman discovered just how much she enjoyed being used by this unusual couple, he stepped closer and drew his cock free of his pants.

"All right then, girl. Open up. Wide." He'd lost some of his earlier hardness, but he was still impressively large as he fed his cock between Jess' lips.

"No." Amma answers Deckard's question, giving a convincing sound of disappointment as if he had provided her with something less than satisfactory. It wasn't as if Jess had done a bad job, it was more about what would come of her punishment that Amma was concerned with. "But maybe she can take a dick in her throat better."

Jess smiled up at Deckard, deciding then to shrug off the top of her dress to reveal a push up bra full of big round tits for him to see. She did as he told her, opening up when she saw the thick but softer cock come to her lips. Her lips would stretch as she felt him invade and force her to start to gag nearly immediately. She fought through it for him, moving to bob her head back and forth to wet his cock to go deeper.

"My daddy loves sluts." Amma snickered down at Jess who was trying to take his cock to her throat despite the strain of him getting harder. Jess took hold of his cock the with a hand to hold it out in front of her for better control before she lost it. "Choke her, daddy."

Amma had slid off of the bed then, shedding what little clothes she had left as she went towards a vanity on the other side of the room. There were a variety of snack and drinks kept there for her to have during the long days Deckard was gone and wanted her to stay put. She paused to look over the selection before picking up a beer bottle she had nursed throughout the day. She gave it one last swig to empty it before returning to the pair. Amma brought the woman to all fours when she brought her foot to her pelvis, giving it a nudge to rise.

"Let's see what kind of slut you really are-" She spoke more to herself since she didn't give much warning when she took hold of the bottle and brought its top to Jess's wet slick. Pressing in, it was cold and Jess nearly jumped, expecting anything but hard glass to enter her.

"Hey! What the fuck-". Pulling from Deckard, Jess looked back at what Amma had done when the petite girl began to push down the neck to where it grew larger. Jess couldn't help but stumble forward, mouth a gape as she gasped from the penetration.

"Oh my god-" Amma giggled with twisted amusement. "Your pussy is taking it- you fucking like it, don't you?"

Deckard tsked loudly as he looked down at the older girl, shaking his head like a disappointed teacher. "Now that's just a shame. As you've probably figured out by now, I am not a happy man when my little girl isn't pleased." His frown was deep, even when Jess pulled down her top and opened her mouth and drew his cock inside.

"She's not bad," he said casually to Amma as he watched the girl strip. Once the little blonde was naked and moving, Jess might have felt his cock twitch between her lips while she tried to take his entire length. Slowly, he started to harden between her lips and, more importantly, get longer and thicker. Deckard could see the tears starting to form in the corners of Jess' eyes as she struggled to swallow his entire dick. Every time she pulled back to breathe, he watched it drip with saliva from her efforts.

He watched with fascination as Amma returned with her beer bottle. Even his eyes went wide when the teen shoved the neck inside the older woman's snatch. When Jess cried out, he reached down and slapped her. "Nobody told you to talk, slut," he barked. "In fact, I was supposed to be choking you."

Deckard gathered up Jess' dark hair in one hand and used it to yank her head forward, impaling her throat on his rigid cock. He pulled Jess' mouth back and forth for a while, then held her still while he fucked her throat.

"Yeah, she likes it," he said to Amma over the woman's back. "I can feel her moaning around my cock. Maybe she'll eat pussy better with her hole stuffed, too."

[OOC: That was twisted and awesome. :) ]

Jess wouldn't know left from right when it came to getting a good reaction from these two, but when Deckard grew harder, her jaw ached and she kept taking it. She had grown fond and attracted to the man down at the bar; he was handsome and that accent had hooked her good. Not to mention the alcohol still made her want to please him however she could. Regardless of what she would do for Amma, she was also looking to specifically please him.

"Not bad - like a whore you pick up from the corner and give $20 to blow you in your car." Amma defined his comment even if it wasn't what he has meant. She still felt safe assuming.

Watching Deckard slap the woman made Amma giggle and become visibly excited. She reached down to rub herself, her clit swollen with her arousal and thriving in the scene in front of her.

Jess on the other hand had to cough between the bottle and the slap, composing herself the best she could despite the duel abuse. Still, nothing made her want to call it quits; these two were fucked up, but nothing beyond her limits. Her large breasts jiggled when she was manhandled from both ends, and her pussy was wet from being penetrated regardless of what it had been. Amma was still behind her, moving the bottle in and out for her own enjoyment. When Deckard choked the woman, whose hands went to grip his thighs out of a knee jerk reaction of being so roughly choked, Amma thrusted the glass bottle deeper to nearly the neck's widening point.

Tears streamed down Jess's cheeks as she struggled to breath with the cock so far down her throat. For a brief moment she was afraid of her gag reflex taking over or her passing out. When finally released, her face was bright red and saliva was running down her chin and dripping to her chest. "Oh my god-" she gasped for breath, but quickly shut up, having learned her lesson from that first hit.

Amma was still watching the bottle and how Jess reacted to it when Deckard spoke to her. "Keep that inside you." Amma ordered as she stood again, this time walking around Jess to move into Deckard's lap. She sat on his thigh, allowing for his cock to go undisturbed, but lifted a leg to spread and land her foot by his other knee. This put her pussy on complete display for all of them, appearing distinctly wetter than before.

"Watch her eat me out, daddy." She leaned back into him, assuming if he didn't like what he saw, he would make her happy.

[OOC- oh good I'm glad you thought so because it was either going to be too far and act like it didn't happen or just right to roll with it! Amma is a pretty sadist and bratty character, but I feel like Deckard would have a pretty good grip on her once they stuck together long enough. :) ]

When he pulled Jess' mouth off his cock, Deckard smirked as he watched the woman's face get slapped again, this time by his long, hard shaft, dripping and sticky with her saliva. He nearly had to give her another reminder that she wasn't to speak unless told to, but the brunette seemed to have learned her lesson.

When Amma took another verbal stab at the woman, he frowned a little. Although he very much appreciated his little girl's vicious streak-- and was definitely enjoying watching the teen abuse the older woman-- Deckard knew she could cross the line without knowing it, so he would have to keep an eye on her.

Which was something Amma made easier as she left the beer bottle lodged in Jess' pussy and sat on his lap. Their height difference made it easy for him to look down and see the rosy pink folds of her pussy which were now shining with arousal.

"All right, Jess, you're back in the spotlight. Now I better hear a better review of your performance, or I'm gonna let my little girl stick that bottle up your arse."

[OOC: No, it's great! And I totally agree that he'd know how and when to rein her in when needed.]

Amma remained oblivious to any displeasure Deckard may have had towards her actions or words; she was far too distracted by her own actions to pay attention. If he chose to put her in line, he'd have to be blunt. Rarely did he scold her, but when he did, she had learned to listen. She didn't imagine he would ever abruptly throw her out on the street, but she liked him happy. Looking to Deckard as she sat on his lap, Amma smiled and leaned in to kiss him quickly. Liking the words that were coming from that mouth.

Jess felt the bottle and used her muscles to clench and hold it still, knowing full well that it wouldn't be quiet if she dropped it. She'd had plenty of experimenting with women in college so it wasn't as if she didn't know what she was doing when her mouth reconnected with Amma's slit. She focused on the tiny clit, suctioning her lips to it and swirling her tongue around it. She'd only back off to flutter the tip of her tongue on the sensitive nub. Her eyes would flicker up to Amma's, desperately trying to read into every move she made to figure if she needed to do more or less.

"Mmm-" Amma hummed her moan, eyes looking down at Jess as she allowed her head to roll onto Deckard's shoulder the best she could. Her small nose would nuzzle against the hot skin on his collar bone when she turned her head. She kept her legs spread to be sure he could see everything that was happening. Amma would only shift to bring her slender hand to wrap around his hard girth the best she could, giving him slow strokes while she calmly enjoyed herself.

Deckard returned his little girl's kiss gladly. His mouth worked against hers, the stubble on his chin rasping against her smooth skin as he pushed his tongue deep into the teen's mouth. When they parted for breath, he nipped at Amma's lower lip, smiling ferally as he did it.

With his strong thighs beneath her, Amma's perch on his lap was stable enough that it didn't take much for him to hold her in the position she'd chosen, so one of his hands was free to slip up and down her stomach and chest until it settled over one small breast, squeezing the mound and teasing her nipple between his fingers.

"Now I know for a fact," he said, addressing Jess, "that my little girl has the sweetest little cunt, so you should have no problem eating her out right." Deckard tilted his head in Amma's direction. "So how's she doing, love? Is our little slut licking you properly now?"

He nipped at her again, this time at Amma's shoulder, before groaning lightly as she stroked his cock.

Deckard's nip sent a shiver down Amma's spine that pooled with the rest of her arousal down where Jess had her mouth. She had wished it were harder. She bit back, tugging on his lip with a small and playful growl.

Jess had heard Deckard and in an effort to impress him, she began to suck more aggressively. She could certainly see how he was a man that demanded to be pleased and willed women to do it. Or used force, but that accent got him far.

Amma's breathing spend up as she reached down to hold Jess's head to her mound, "Right there- yeah, yeah- like that-" the pressure kept growing and with her leverage and Deckard's hold she was able to start thrusting her hips forward, fucking Jess's mouth.

Jess looked up at the couple, focusing on her tongue's work as well as her breathing, which kept getting cut off. Amma was far stronger than she looked and Jess's scalp began to sting from her grip. Despite how drastically different the two appeared, she could see the similarities and a unique subtle dependence.

"Mmmhmm....She-mmm- learned-" her head rolled along her shoulders, blond hair falling along her bare back.
The second bite brought a moan out of Amma; the pain mixing with the pleasure pushed her closer to the edge. Her teeth clenched and her face looked pain in a way that she didn't want to stop.

Looking to Deckard, her grip on his cock tightened, she whimpered, "Daddy...I want you to fuck me before I cum-" indicating that she was close and that clearly the oral by Jess had improved.

At the sound of Amma's growl, his face widened into a grin. Sometimes, the girl was as playful as a kitten, but much more often she was his little beast-- a sexual animal that he hadn't created but had definitely unleashed and given free rein. In moments like this, his little girl was lust personified and he loved every minute of it.

Pinching her tiny nipples hard, one then the other, he looked down to watch Jess desperately lapping and sucking at Amma's slick pussy. Deckard caught every wince as Amma's hand tightened in the woman's hair and he enjoyed seeing that, too. "I knew she could learn," he told the two females. "Would daddy ever bring you back anything really useless? I know you like training them just as much as I do."

He caught Amma's reaction to his second bite and repeated it, sinking his teeth a bit deeper into her tender young flesh. Deckard imagined he was most definitely the wolf in this story, and enjoyed the part. Amma's plea drew out his own growl.

"Of course," he replied. Without another word, he easily lifted Amma a few inches up off his lap, pulling her away from Jess' gaping, gasping mouth. A shift of just a few inches and as she was lowered, it was onto his waiting cock, its length and girth impaling the small teen as she sank down onto it. "You keep licking her," he barked at Jess. "And don't you miss my balls, either."

"If she's super good- mmm! We'll keep her-" This, of course, didn't mean making her an addition to their duo, only that she might stick around for another round in the morning. With his job, there was so little that could be risked and any attachments or connections would be a liability. "I wanna see her mm!- suck your morning...wood-" Amma giggled at the thought, knowing how much attention the man could need in the morning.

Her thoughts were cut off with his hard bite that caused Amma to cry out in surprise. It'd leave a mark and the sharp sting was so damn good. She was enjoying it before the switch happen that had her shifted onto his cock, which brought out a fresh new cry. No matter how many times they fucked, his cock always stretched her tiny snatch, making her back arch and her hands frantically grab for something. This time they went back to find his head and neck to seek some balance.

Her head fell back, exposing her pale neck as she groaned, her slick pussy going balls deep with ease. Jess watched all of this with awe that the petite girl could handle the girth and begin to manage to ride it. Her orders struck her ears and she moved in to make a feeble attempt to connect again with the brightly swollen clit that began to bounce with its body. His balls were far easier to tend to, tilting her head to the point of an aching neck. She could take one ball at a time into her mouth, sucking on them and rolling her tongue around each one. She'd moan, but her eyes would flicker up to watch the scene above her, careful to get struck by their collison; and having a hunch that if she did, it would be from Amma and purposeful.

Naturally, Deckard understood her perfectly. Any playmates or playthings were utterly disposable to them, only rarely being allowed to sleep off their exertions in the same bed as the unusual couple. Amma understood him and his world better than he could ever have wanted, and they were in total agreement that the only indispensable pieces were each other.

"Fuuuuuuuuuck," he groaned as the teen's tight cunt settled down onto his pole. Deckard reckoned it must make a hell of a sight from Jess' point of view, the slim blonde impaling herself on his cock and crying out in a way that made it clear she loved the strain of taking him.

Amma's raised arms gave him complete access to continue groping the girl's small tits and the pressure of her hold was negligible to his strong frame. He groaned again as the older brunette suckled at his balls. "Oh, she likes 'em," he grunted at Amma. "Don't you, slut? You can feel how big and full of come they are, huh?"

What would happen to that come, and whether Jess got to feel a cock inside her instead of a beer bottle at any point tonight would be up to Amma.

"Daddy! You're so- mmmm!" Amma didn't hold back her moans. She was so close and the stretch from his cock was getting her there. Jess worked both of them the best she could, her knees starting to hurt on the carpet and her jaw aching. "They're so full, daddy-" she hummed as she worked to take the entire sack into her mouth. She had used the name that Amma had been calling him without much thought. Amma had luckily been too caught up in her cries to catch it.

"Fuck! Suck it!" Amma snapped at Jess, needing the external stimulation as well even as Deckard seemed to prefer her mouth on him. Jess had finally began to suck her clit, moving the best she could with the rapid penetration that she was just waiting to see produce some sort of tear or pain in the girl's pussy. The size difference just made Jess certain it had to be a strain.

Amma bounced rapidly on his cock, screaming as she felt her body's heat peak and everything blur. "I'm cumming!" She cried out, mouth awfully close to Deckard's ear that she would moan towards. She kept riding him, but quickly became far more limp and relaxed. She rode it out as long as she could, pushing Jess back again when she'd had enough. As for Deckard, she could stay on top of him for as long as he wanted, although as she came down from the climax, her pussy would tighten around him as it returned to a nonaroused state.

Jess made sure to make use of the time and looked up at them. "Let me lick your dick clean," again she spoke to Deckard. "My pussy is aching for it."

Amma did indeed shout right into his ear, but all it did was turn Deckard's intensity up. He pounded her from below as hard as his leverage would let him, continuing to growl filthy things into the teen's ear. "That's it, baby. That's my sweet little girl, you come on daddy's cock like a good girl, yeah... some all over daddy's fucking cock!"

He held onto Amma's slim frame as she shook and spasmed for him, her pussy trembling around his shaft, even as tight as it was. Deckard could feel Jess' lips stay sealed around Amma's tiny clit the whole time. "Good slut, Jess-- make her come hard!"

Deckard held up the girl when she went limp. He kissed Amma's shoulder, shifting her just a bit to take most of her weight, what there was of it. That was when he heard the plea from below, coming from Jess. He couldn't argue that between Amma's vise-tight cunt and Jess' mouth suckling on his balls, he was aching to get his own rocks off. But there were a way to things.

"What do you say, sweetie?" He whispered into Amma's ear. "Has she done well enough to get fucked?"

"Mmm-" Amma hummed to no particular comment at first. She was still sitting in her orgasmic haze and let her head roll onto his shoulder, smiling to him. "Yeah...but I'll get her ready..." An offer not normally made by the petite girl.

"It tasted so good..." Jess smiled fondly up at the man, absorbing the praise even if she had been called a slut in it.

Looking down at Jess once Deckard had complimented her, Amma began to focus. She raised herself up and off of him, her juices making his cock glisten. Moving to the bed, she paused to take Jess's hand to bring her with. Jess rose and smiled sweetly, removing the bottle in order to stand, but brought it with to hopefully not get anyone mad. However, Amma seemed drastically calmer as they both climbed onto the bed, well aware that Deckard was watching.

Moving in like a girl with a secret, Amma got close to Jess's face. She seemed as if she would kiss her, but kept her lips just inches away from her own. "I want you to give my daddy something really special," she whispered, a smile playing on her pink lips. "I've tried so hard to do it, but I can't..."

"Of course - what is it?" Jess was surprised at the stance Amma took seeming to ask her for aid. Of course, the request could be anything if this little girl enjoyed using random objects inside of her.

"He's really big...but he really wants to fuck you in the ass." She whimpered as if pulling on sympathy. "He won't fit in mine." This wasn't entirely true, but there had been a large amount of difficulty so it wasn't their natural go to. "Will you do that for my daddy?"

"Of course, sweetheart-" Jess had more than taken notice of Deckard's size and while she normally wouldn't jump into anal right away, to earn more compliments from the man was a positive reinforcement for her. "I'll need your help." She added, looking over her shoulder at the man as she got on all fours, staying on the bed. Her ass was facing where Deckard sat, wiggling in anticipation."To get me ready with your pretty little mouth."

Amma smiled before quickly kissing Jess on the cheek. She had gotten what she wanted from the woman, she'd reward her for it. She didn't like sharing so watching him with her could go one of two ways for her, but she was too distracted to consider these things.

"Daddy-" she crawled and raised up on her knees. "She wants you to fuck her in the ass." Another devious grin was on her lips before bending over and bringing her tiny tongue to wiggle and tease the tight puckered hole. She'd poke and push her tongue in, causing Jess to moan, her head falling back as slurred words began to pour out. "Yes...Fuck me-"

Glancing back at Deckard, she gave him a wicked smile that beckoned him to dive in whenever he wanted it.

They'd partaken of a number of different illicit substances before, but Deckard knew that the best and most effective drug for Amma was the endorphin rush of the orgasms he gave her. So her light-headedness after coming was no surprise to him, but the way she was treating Jess was.

The room's air felt cold as the girl pulled herself off his cock and guided the older woman onto the bed. Deckard moved out of the way while the girls whispered to one another, raising his eyebrows when it looked as though Amma was about to lock lips with the woman.

And then came the invitation. Deckard grinned. "I think you want me to fuck her arse, sweetheart. Either way, I'm happy to oblige." He stood behind Jess' offered rear, using his hands to spread her cheeks open to make it easier for Amma to lick her hole.

Once Jess seemed to be moaning enough, he fisted his cock and pressed the broad head against the tightly closed hole, right where Amma's tongue was licking.

"I want my daddy happy," Amma knew what he said was true, but wouldn't outwardly admit it. She slowly made a show of her tongue teasing the twitching hole beneath her. She snuck in one more lick of his cock, tasting herself on him, before backing away. She stood up on he knees to help spread the girl's ass for the large cock pressing it.

Jess clenched her teeth and tense when he pressed into her. Amma's tongue had briefly helped relax her and she was certain that she was doing something right, but the stretch from his girth made her clench the sheets beneath her. She moaned despite it, having experienced the discomfort before, but fought through it when she felt Amma assisting.

"Does it feel good?" Amma looked over her shoulder to ask the woman who she could feel tense up. The brunette's head bobbed in agreement before releasing another strained groan. Turning back to Deckard, Amma looked up at him innocently with a smile like she was a cat who'd caught its owner a mouse. "She's taking all of you, daddy-" She licked her lips as her hands began to massage Jess's ass, moving it as she did.

Amma would back off a moment later sitting back rather than kneeling at Jess's side. She had just climaxed but that didn't keep her from bringing a hand to her clit, massaging it as she watch her older man began to fuck Jess.

Reaching out to stroke her blonde hair, Deckard gave Amma a smile that might have looked almost tender if it weren't for the circumstances. "And believe me, sweetheart, I very much appreciate that. And I hope you're happy, too."

For the moment, it seemed that fucking their new friend up the arse was what would make Amma happy, and it would definitely be something he'd enjoy, too. His cock gave a little twitch when Amma's kittenish little tongue swiped at the head before he started pushing it into the brunette's tight back door.

"Oh, shit. Oh, shit, sweetie. She's fucking tight."

Jess' arse squeezed his invading cock like a vise, but he was making progress thanks to the slick juices that Amma had left on his shaft. He watched as the teen moved back and started to idly play with her pussy while watching him.

Inch by fraction of an inch, his length disappeared into Jess, until his hips pressed against her cheeks. Deckard's wide, strong hands gripped the brunette's hips. "I think maybe Jess here oughta beg for it, don't you? Come on now, darling. Beg. Beg me to fuck your arse."

Amma was watching closely. Seeing Jess wince from certainly not enough lubrication or the size, biting into her lower lip and struggling with a flushed face. The woman would still moan like she wanted it as he fed her the entire girth. She felt her body adjusting to the size, relaxing and clenching.

The words in his accent were sexy and Amma could see from his face that it felt good.

"Please-" Jess began, breathing heavy as she mustered up the words to ask for more. She looked back over her shoulder to find Deckard much closer and hovering over her, his cock completely engulfed inside of her. "Fuck my ass, daddy- I'll do whatever you want- please- fuck me!" She whined, using his pet name once more since earlier there had been no reaction to it.

This time, Amma caught it and her face, which had been intrigued and pleased turned sour. Her glare was nasty and hard as she rose back to her knees. "Don't call him that!" Her jealousy, that she had kept calm even while watching him drive himself into her, flared up now and she spat close to Jess's face. An angry hand grabbed for her hair to pull hard, causing Jess's head to rise and fall back.

"Shit- okay!" Jess wasn't as unsettled this time Amma reacted, instead she came back with a far stronger stance; although her body still tensed and Deckard would feel it. She yanked her head away from the grip despite Amma being so close. "Just fuck me then! I want it!" She said the words to Deckard, but looked to Amma when she spoke them.

Their new plaything was tight, all right. For Deckard, it was like putting his cock into a vise, so he guessed for Jess it felt something close to getting the end of a baseball bat shoved up her arsehole. Just from the feel of it, he knew that even with all of Amma's come on him, there just wasn't enough lubrication. Deckard had been just about to ask Amma to get some or at least spit on his cock when it happened.

He heard Jess try using the wrong word, and before he could react, Amma lashed out first. The teen wasn't the only one angry, though. Deckard was just as determined to keep that particular term of address its own sort of sacred.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Jess. That really was not a lucky move. Now you're going to have to take the punishment for it."

Tightening his grip on the woman's shapely hips, Deckard pulled her back, driving his cock into her arse deep and hard. He did the same again and again, building up to a quick rhythm, his cock pistoning in and out of her tightly-stretched hole.

"That what you were looking for, slut? This big cock banging your arse? Or more? How about more?"

Reaching forward, Deckard curled his fingers around Jess' throat, pressing firmly. He glanced over at Amma. "Give her back the bottle, sweetie?"

The directive from Deckard made Amma smile, calming her down from moving in to strike or do worse to Jess. She hadn't wanted to take her eyes away from his hands around her throat or how plump and red Jess's ass was now that it was being taken balls deep by him.

Amma left the bed to fetch the bottle from the floor, seeing it still coated in the older woman's juices. When she returned to the bed, she brought it to the woman's lips. "Open up-" she snickered with a smile, pressing the opening of the bottle to the lips to force its way into that mouth. Jess could taste herself on the bottle, but didn't protest. Her eyes glared even if they were tearing up from the strain on her neck and her ass.

"That's so hot- suck it like you sucked my daddy's cock." Amma egged her on and Jess performed, tongue swirling around the neck and teasing the opening at the top. Amma still held the base, able to slide it in and out with control of its speed which didn't stay calm. Not when she worked alongside of Deckard's hard thrusts and the grip on her throat. She kept Jess's mouth full of the bottle for a few moments too long until her face was flushed before pulling it back. Amma smiled before leaning in and kissing the woman's temple; less a sign of affection and more of a reinforcement of what she liked.

"Do you want it in her pussy, daddy?" Amma looked over Jess's shoulder, returning the command to him for the punishment she knew he would enjoy giving.

His eyes were focused on Amma as the girl followed his instructions, retrieving the bottle from where it had been left. The glee in the teen's eyes was more than just mischievous, and Deckard loved seeing it shining out of Amma. She surprised him by forcing Jess to suck on the bottle first, but the sight was more than hot from where he was watching.

"Oh, I like that. Fuck her face, little darling. Let's give her a good spit-roasting for a bit."

He gave his hips just a little extra push with every forward movement, not only lodging his cock that much further into Jess' ass but pushing the bottle Amma held into the brunette's throat.

Soon enough, though, Amma seemed satisfied. He grinned back at her. "Yep. Get under there and stuff her cunt."

Amma giggled at the notion of a spit-roasting like some pig. Jess, at the time, had been far too distracted by sucking on a bottle shoved into her mouth to absorb what they were saying. At least until he pressed harder and she'd cry out. Her ass burned from the abuse, throat strained, but she could feel him throbbing and for whatever reason had attracted her, she still wasn't afraid of put off by Deckard.

Amma smiled as she brought the bottle down to the woman's cunt, pausing to figure out the best method to not move the two adults beside her. Rolling onto her back, she scooted beneath Jess, getting an up close and person view of the cock thrust hard into her flushed asshole. She could see and smell the arousal coming from the wet pussy. She teasingly pushed herself up and too a long lick of the woman's sex, tasting her before wiggling her tongue on the swollen clit. Jess cried out, not expecting the pleasure to be mixed in with it all, but it was short lived when the hard bottle was shoved without care into her slit.

"Take it!" Amma moaned as if she were getting some pleasure from the penetration as well, starting to move the bottle to match some of Deckard's pace the best she could. "Make my daddy cum-" At the same time, her legs were spread well enough to allow Jess access to her own sex, but the woman was too overwhelmed at the time to independently act on it.

They'd put the brunette through the wringer, all right, and to Deckard's surprise, Jess had yet to really balk or complain about anything she was doing-- or more to the point, what she was being made to do and what was being done to her-- except a little bit when the slapping around had gotten rough. Maybe his instincts picking Jess up had been more right than he'd thought. Maybe the woman was needing a good using and had just never met anyone who was up to it.

She'd definitely met those people now, he thought with amusement as he watched Amma slide under Jess like a car mechanic. When Jess gasped in pleasure, he chuckled, surprised again that Amma felt like giving the woman a little present before--

There it was, Deckard thought. He could now feel the hard, unyielding throat of the beer bottle inside of Jess' pussy through the thin barrier between it and her arse. It was a hell of a feeling, and he was glad to get a taste of hit without having to involve some other bloke's cock. He continued to plunge deep into Jess' tight hole, stretching it around his girth.

Although most of his view of Amma was now blocked, he could see her slender legs past Jess' head, letting him guess at her position. "Looks like you get another chance at eating my little girl out, you lucky slut," he growled at Jess, before reaching up and pushing the brunette's head down.

Jess's ass stung and burned from the abuse it was receiving. After the first few minutes, it at least died down and she could focus on the pleasure when Amma had licked her like living a good pet a treat. Now being filled in both holes, she gasped when her head was pushed down into the petite girl's pussy.

"Mmmpfh!" She almost fell forward with her weak arms doing their best to maintain any strength and not let her fall onto Amma. The girl's cunt smelled of sex and arousal, Jess's tongue making quick work of licking up her glistening inner thighs where Amma had smeared the clear juices. She was hitting the right spots when the blond began to moan while she moves up the thighs and reached the swollen clit. Jess smirked only to herself when she flicked her tongue against what she knew was probably an oversensitive spot for the girl who had already climaxed.

"Bitch- eat my pussy-" Amma squirmed slightly from the sensitive spot being attended to. Amma rolled her legs up, wrapping them around Jess's neck and locking them in place. It might cause the woman to stumble, but Jess managed. "Fuck it with your tongue!" She instructed as her hand kept fucking the cunt in front of her with that bottle.
It took some stretching and an outstretched tongue, but she was able to lick at Deckard's swollen balls as they smacked the pussy above her. It wouldn't add much, but Amma was going for their nasty taste in the mean time.

"Cum in her ass daddy! You're gonna give her a big load I wanna see her push it out and maybe I'll lick it up."

He heard Amma starting to moan from underneath Jess, and Deckard smiled. It sounded as though the brunette had indeed learned to properly please the girl, even with the demanding words that escaped not long after. His Amma was a handful and a half, to say the least, and for Jess to have kept up with them so far was admirable.

Deckard also found himself admiring the sight of his cock stretching out Jess' tight asshole as he pounded it, with the bottle buried in her pussy in sight just below. "Ahh, that's nice," he groaned. "Nice hot, tight ass around my dick..."

And then he felt that warm sensation on his balls and smiled wider. "Ohh, that's it, baby. Lick my balls. Get 'em ready to shoot their load right up her ass." His hips slammed against Jess' cheeks again and again, the tight channel of her ass gripping him hard. It wasn't much longer before he obliged Anna. From her perspective, she would see his balls tighten up and his cock swell. Deckard growled as he came, shooting stream after stream into Jess' ass.

Jess felt the hot cum when the tensing of his body after harder thrusts. The bottle came out easily even though Jess herself wasn't spent. She would be relieved when Deckard pulled out, feeling a large phantom cock's absence left behind. As much as she wanted to just collapse downward, she controlled herself and rolled onto her back.

Amma watched as suddenly she was exposed without Jess over her and sat up abruptly. She didn't ask permission to run her tongue up Deckard's sensitive, spent cock, starting at the tip and working to his dark coarse hairs. Her light eyes looked up at him for his reaction before retracting her tongue and looking to Jess who appeared out of breath.

"Your slutty ass is full of cum." She commented, moving in on the woman and sliding in between her legs. Although small, she grabbed at Jess's knees to push them up to her shoulders. The woman's body ached so the movement wasn't necessarily welcomed until Amma elaborated on her intent. "Push it out. Like in the pornos." Amma urged her, not saying more before leaning forward to bring her tongue to then reddened abused hole Deckard had just wrecked. She lapped at the sensitive nerves, poking at the hole while her hands pressed against the bottom of Jess's thighs.

"Uhhh-" Jess moaned with the intense mix of pleasure and pain, a well groomed hand going to her own clit to massage while she received Amma's attention. Slowly thick white cum would be produced, licked up by Amma's tongue as it fluttered against the nerves to press out more.

The sudden sensation of cool air on Deckard's cock, which had just been buried for several minutes inside of Jess' red hot asshole, gave him a start, but not nearly as much of one as the sight of Amma lapping at the cum still clinging to his shaft. That gave him shivers as she licked his still sensitive cock. "Fuck... oh, fuck, sweetheart, that's nice... just can't get enough of daddy's come, can you?"

Sitting back on his haunches once Amma seemed to have her fill, Deckard watched in awe as the petite girl continued to manhandle the grown woman, bending Jess in half and egging their new acquaintance on to some truly pornographic activities.

"That's my girl, that's my dirty, little girl right there," Deckard cheered on. "Lap that cum right out of her ass." He leaned in and grinned at Amma as she worked. "So," he asked the girl in a low voice, "are you keeping it all to yourself or do you think she's earned a share?"

Amma's lips curled as she looked up at him, enjoying the praise as she continued her act. Her petite tongue continued to wiggle against the swollen skin of the asshole, causing Jess to flex the muscles in response, moaning as she did. The thick creamy seed oozed from her and with each serving, Amma bent down to lick it from her ass.

"Daddy- you really filled her up-" she giggled at the amount Jess was producing. Jess was finally relaxing and deriving pleasure from the calmer act.

"Share what?" Amma feigned knowing what he was asking. "My daddy's cum?" She frowned for a moment, but then took in consideration the term 'earned' which brought her to take two small fingers and abruptly slide it inside the sore ass. Jess cried out, feeling every movement Amma's fingers made. When they were withdrawn, they were coated in the white cum, which Amma brought to Jess's open mouth, sticking them inside without any questions. Jess instinctively wrapped her lips around them, sucking despite not necessarily enjoying the taste when she realized what it was. She would open her eyes to watch Deckard watching them, locking eyes as she sucked some more.

Deckard watched the deliberation happening behind Amma's expression. Whether Jess got a taste of his spunk or not didn't matter at all to him, but he did want to see what his little girl would do when presented with the idea. When Amma opted to dig a couple of fingers into the older woman's ass for some come rather than sharing it mouth-to-mouth, Deckard nodded, approving of the compromise.

He didn't miss the slight flicker in the brunette's eyes when it dawned on her just what the teenager was feeding her. "You be grateful for that," he grunted. "That's a treat, that is, one that my little girl doesn't usually let anyone else have."

Moving closer, he leaned down and pressed his mouth tightly against Amma's, kissing her hard. "But you're a very good girl for Daddy, you are," he cooed, guiding her to lower Jess' legs so that the older woman could finally get something close to a break. "Now, what should we do with her?"

Amma thrived on how special Deckard made her in front of the few others that ever witnessed them together. Something that was few and far between and certainly rarely in this honest scenario.

That kiss brought her hands to the hot skin of his face, feeding into it as she smiled to his lips. She was certain that he would be able to taste traces of himself still lingering. Deckard also had that accent and way with words that'd charm Amma quite easily, having her now smiling up at him adoringly, ignoring the brunette that laid back in the pillows, ready to pass out at any moment.

"I don't care." she let her small body fall back onto him, knowing he'd catch her in those big arms. She was certainly spent and ready to sleep. A notion that had her nudge Jess with her foot, "But you gotta get out of the bed."

It took no effort at all for him to treat Amma as the most precious, most special thing in the world, since honestly that was exactly what he thought. He'd never use the kind of words other ordinary people might use, but the girl was a part of him now, and he was as likely to saw off his own arm as let her go. The way she kissed him back, with the taste of the night's debauchery on her lips, told him she felt the same.

Deckard caught her and eased the girl to the bed. He got up, watching her literally trying to kick the brunette off the bed and nodded. "We nearly broke this one," he said with a chuckle. "Hang on." He threw the blanket onto a nearby couch and easily carried the boneless body of the dazed woman over to it. Finding his pants, he fished out a few large bills and dropped them on top of Jess' discarded dress. "When you come to, you can leave or see what kind of mood she's in in the morning," he told her, then joined Amma on the bed, spooning up behind the slender girl and throwing an arm over her.

Jess wouldn't notice the money until the next morning and when that aching feeling woke her, it would be quite the painkiller. She easily went to sleep, her body spent of every last ounce of energy she had.

Amma had been awake enough to watch Deckard move the woman; the simple act still causing her mouth to twitch. He always cleaned up the messes and that was what she knew he was doing, but it didn't mean that she didn't silently ache for him to return to the bed faster. His large solid body sliding up behind her with the arm holding her near and tight, was exactly what she needed.

"Thanks daddy." She whispered, not entirely sure or caring if he heard. Her slender hand sliding over his communicated the gesture.

[OOC: Perfect place to wrap up. Love these two so much-- thanks for another great thread!]

[ Yes! Thank you too! Thank you for your patience! My tag drive has been slow since thanksgiving since works been crazy but this is the last week of it so I'll be back to normal. I still adore these two so I'm still down for more of them any time!]

[OOC: Not a problem at all, I know how it goes. And same-- drop me a line if you have an idea, or we can meme them at each other some more soon ;) ]

A New Toy [locked to ammapreaker]

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This accidentally became a TL;DR XD

Oh, I read it. Trust me. ;)

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Wrap?

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