Chapter 119: [119] Plan

Daniel explained his plan in high-definition detail.

He forced both women to visualise every single second of the coming hours, Anna on her knees with tears in her eyes and virgin cunt dripping onto the sheets; the exact moment his thick cockhead would push against her hymen; the wet, tearing resistance; the first gush of holy virgin blood coating his shaft; the way she would scream "Daddy" while her tight walls fluttered and bled around him. By the time the last word left his mouth, both Marcella and Lara were shaking.

Two hot, powerful jets of squirt erupted from their cunts at the exact same moment.

Thick, clear, fragrant streams sprayed hard against the insides of their soaked panties and then ran down their trembling thighs in shiny, sticky rivers. If the fabric hadn’t caught most of the force, they would have dirtied the washroom floor in a wide, glistening puddle.

Their hearts pounded with the sheer, overwhelming filth of what Daniel intended to do.

While he spoke he never stopped mauling Lara’s body. One large hand kept squeezing, lifting and mauling her fat young tit until the soft flesh overflowed between his fingers; the other sank deeper into her thick, jiggling ass. Suddenly he yanked the hem of her gown all the way up and bunched it around her waist, fully exposing her bare lower half to the cool air. His fingers sank into her naked, soft, burning-hot ass cheeks. He could feel the pure heat radiating from her skin. When his fingertips grazed the wet, sweaty cleft between them, he parted the heavy cheeks wide and pushed deeper, rubbing two fingers slowly up and down the slick, hidden valley of her ass, forcing her legs to tremble violently and her hips to buck helplessly against his hand.

"Angh~ Please stop your hands... I’ll cum again..." Lara muttered, voice already broken and wet, breathing heavily through parted, spit-shiny lips.

"Store your cum, babe," Daniel ordered, voice low and absolute. "You’re going to need every drop later."

She rolled her hazy, tear-glazed pupils toward him and whispered through panting breaths,

"I won’t take part in this debauchery... and neither will I let my friends fall under your claws..."

Even while drowning in thick lust she still clung to a thin thread of sanity, trying to protect her bestfriends.

Marcella’s eyes shone with a new, darker, almost predatory thrill. She wanted to see the plan happen with her own eyes. She wanted to watch a father break his own blonde daughter into a beautiful, cock-drunk, virgin-blood-smeared mess of lustful flesh. She wanted to see a father’s thick cock stirring his own daughter’s forbidden virgin hole, stretching it, claiming it, breeding it. The most taboo thrill in the world. Butterflies exploded in her stomach; her cunt burned hotter and wetter with every second, fresh juice already sliding down her inner thighs.

But when Lara refused to participate, Marcella’s eyes glinted cold and sharp.

Normally she was a chill, composed woman. But, right now she was discovering new emotions and feelings and she loved every single second of them.

With her left hand Marcella grabbed a thick fistful of Lara’s other ass cheek, sinking her fingers deep into the soft, hot meat. With her right hand she seized the free young tit, mauling it until the stiff, fabric-covered nipple poked hard against her palm. She leaned in and pressed a thick, wet, open-mouthed kiss against Lara’s soft cheek, leaving a shiny trail of spit.

At the exact same moment by sheer coincidence Daniel leaned in from the other side and claimed the opposite cheek with an equally wet, dripping kiss.

Now Lara was completely claimed, both fat ass cheeks squeezed and spread by two different hands, both soft tits being mauled by two different palms, and both cheeks wet and shiny with two different sets of lips.

Marcella pulled back just enough to graze her plump lips against Lara’s while murmuring in a soft, poisonous voice,

"Your mother is a housewife... married to a useless father who only knows how to abuse his wife and daughter, right?"

Lara flinched hard, body jerking between them. Daniel pulled his lips away to stare at Marcella. He didn’t know about this.

"Youh... howh... dho you know...?" Lara tried to press her lips thin and turn her face away, but the older woman chased her mouth like a lioness hunting fresh, trembling meat, lips always finding hers again.

"I told you I missed you too much," Marcella whispered against her lips, voice thick and dark. "So much that I found you and dug into every dirty little secret of your life. How you have a little simp boyfriend... quite brave of you, knowing that the moment your strict father finds out he will break your sweet little legs... slap your mother until she is a crying, broken mess on the floor... Do you want that, Lara?"

Lara visibly shivered. Thick tears spilled from her deer-like eyes and ran down her flushed cheeks.

Daniel tensed. If this maid could dig that deep into Lara’s private life, what else was she capable of? Was she really just a Restaurant Owner? A cold chill ran down his spine even as his cock throbbed harder against Lara’s thigh.

"No... please... please..." Lara begged, broken sobs escaping her throat.

The begging only fed Marcella’s darker hunger. She continued, voice soft, intimate and completely merciless,

"After your boyfriend... how about your traditional, strict, useless father learns that you sucked and got fucked by a man his own age? That your pretty little pussy couldn’t stop twitching and leaking a middle-aged man’s thick white cum... or maybe that you might already be pregnant with his child? I’m sure he would beat your mother half to death and kill the baby in your womb right in front of you."

Lara was already far gone into lust and terror. Her mind was cloudy and hazy. She screamed,

"No!! Don’t do anything to my child!! Please protect my mother...!!"

Her hands shot up and hugged her own flat stomach in a fierce, desperate protective embrace even while two sets of palms still played with her most private places.

Marcella’s voice dropped even lower, darker, more intimate as one of her fingers snaked past the soaked panties and pushed deep into Lara’s warm, wet, clenching pussy lips, wriggling, curling, scissoring, forcing the girl to tremble harder and leak more.

"Let’s take it one step further. After your father half-kills you... I’ll kidnap your broken mother and tie her to my bed with her legs spread wide. You know I have quite a collection of dildos, large ones, different shapes. Lengths start from ten thick inches all the way to twenty... or more. Plain smooth ones that slide in easy... thick veined ones that scrape every wall... and even long, spiky ones that will make her scream. I’m sure your soft mother would love them in both her married cunt and her tight little asshole. Squirming on the bed, tears rolling down her cheeks, throat streaming, begging for mercy while I shove that spiked dildo deeper and deeper into her tight little asshole until she breaks...bleeds,"

Lara collapsed into a complete mess of broken sobs and desperate, incoherent begging. Her heart pounded with absolute terror; her cunt, however, kept clenching and dripping around the invading fingers.

Daniel was shocked... but not with fear. With pure, violent, throbbing lust. This bitch maid of his was far more capable and twisted than he had realised. Just her cold, detailed, mother-destroying threats were so fucking sexy that his cock throbbed and twitched hard against Lara’s soft and meaty thigh, leaking precum. His lust spiked so high he leaned in and claimed Lara’s lips at the exact same moment Marcella did.

Three pairs of lips collided in a wet, filthy mess.

Marcella grinned against the kiss and made space, parting Lara’s soft mouth wider, and shoving her tongue inside from one side while Daniel followed and forced his own thick tongue in from the other side. Three hot, wet, snake-like tongues collided, coiled, lapped and sucked greedily on each other’s saliva in a shared, filthy dance inside the younger girl’s mouth.

Lara trembled so violently she felt she would collapse at any second; only the two bodies sandwiching her kept her upright. At that moment, Daniel shoved his finger inside Lara’s pussy where Marcella’s own finger was already enjoying the wet, hot and clenched warmth of her inner flesh.

Inside her cunt, Daniel’s thick fingers met Marcella’s slender ones. Both were already soaked in the younger girl’s fresh juices. Together they stretched her tight young hole, scraped her soft pink walls, rubbed and played against each other like two mating snakes, fingering her in perfect, filthy unison while more clear squirt leaked around them.

From Lara’s upper lips thick streams of their mixed saliva overflowed and ran down her chin in shiny ropes. Marcella’s hot, dark, excited eyes locked onto Daniel’s as their fingers continued to meet, twist and play inside the same dripping, clenching, squirting pussy. Both of them still kept one hand each mauling Lara’s soft young tits.

SLURRP—CHU—CHU—SHLICK—!

SLURRP—CHUU—LICK—SLURRP—!

They finally pulled their mouths away with a wet popping sound. Three sets of lips panted hard, shooting hot, wet, spit-scented breaths across each other’s faces. Multiple thick strings of saliva still connected all three of them.

Daniel stared straight into Marcella’s eyes, voice low and dripping with filthy challenge.

"There is another future you can choose instead."

"A future where I make your mother divorce that useless, abusive bastard... where I give both mother and daughter a luxury villa... where I shower you both with so much endless wealth you could never spend it in ten lifetimes... and where I spoil you rotten in the master bedroom every single night while your mother cooks healthy, nourishing meals for us with a happy smile on her face..."

"Think carefully which future you want, Lara. A future where you lie broken and bleeding on the floor watching your mother’s cunt and asshole get ploughed open by endless thick, spiked dildos... or a future where you wake up in a grand bed, your pretty pussy stuffed with cash from the night before, enjoying breakfast while listening to your mother’s joyous, free laughter."

Lara could barely believe the offer through the thick haze of fear, lust and tears.

Marcella, however, understood exactly what Daniel was doing, he was challenging her, matching her darkness. It didn’t offend her at all. In fact she loved the sound of it. She would love nothing more than to one day barge into that villa and join Daniel and Lara in their steamy, filthy sessions... and maybe, when the two of them were busy fucking, quietly drag Lara’s soft, broken, newly-divorced mother into the bedroom as well.

The thought of four pairs of hot and wet lips meeting, licking and sucking at each other made Marcella take a long, slow, dirty sweep of her own tongue across her spit-shiny lips, eyes never leaving Daniel’s.

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Anybody who understood the last paragraph?