Chapter 123: [123] Perverted Maid

At first Marcella only cupped the full, heavy weight of Anna’s young breasts, letting the soft, warm flesh settle into her palms like ripe fruit. Then she squeezed, hard. Her soft, mature fingers sank deep into the plush, jiggling meat, forcing the soft flesh to bulge and overflow between every fingers until the thin fabric of the tiny bust cups strained.

Anna’s neck arched sharply backward from the sudden, raw, electric sensation. Her plump pink lips parted on their own as thick, hot, shaky breaths left her mouth and hit square against Marcella’s chin and lower lip.

Marcella had already abandoned Anna’s ear. She was now drinking in the perfect upper view of those young, firm, overflowing tits.

Looking down, she found Anna’s face arched all the way back, throat stretched long and elegant, eyes squeezed tightly shut, lips wide open to moan and pant.

A pure predatory smile curved Marcella’s plump lips. She loved the smell of something young, fresh, and meaty. She leaned in, puckered her soft lips, and pressed a slow, deliberate kiss right onto the tip of Anna’s cute nose.

Anna’s eyes snapped open wide. She stared up at the older woman kissing her nose, a strange, tingling heat rushing across every inch of her skin.

Marcella pulled back just enough to lock her dark, hungry eyes with Anna’s wet, shaky ones. Her voice came out thick, low, and dripping with lust and thrill.

“These dresses are meant to be worn for your lovers… and yet you wrapped this sinful little body in such a filthy breeding dress… for your own daddy.”

She gave another firm possessive squeeze, forcing even more soft breast-flesh to spill between her fingers. The motion made Anna’s heavy tits jiggle inside her hands.

“So tell me, dear little daughter… were you seducing your own daddy?”

“Did you want to watch him openly ogle these jiggling, bouncing young tits of yours?”

“Did you want him to stare at your swaying hips… at this shifting, fat little ass under the body-hugging fabric?” ℯℓ.

“Did you want him to grab you from behind like a bitch in heat, flip this thin gown all the way up, and shove his thick, twitching cock straight into your tight little cunt?”

Another hard squeeze that lifted and crushed the soft mounds together.

“Angh~!” Anna moaned, the sound broken and wet. Her entire body flushed a deep, burning red from her cheeks down to her chest. Her eyes could not leave Marcella’s dark, questioning gaze. Every filthy question sent a violent jolt of phantom electricity straight down into her empty, clenching cunt. High-definition, unwanted visions assaulted her mind without mercy: Daniel’s hungry eyes locked on her young tits… Daniel staring at the way her fat ass shifted under the dress… Daniel grabbing her from behind, flipping the gown up, and ploughing her roughly while growling “Daddy loves you” against her ear as his heavy balls slapped her clit with every meaty thrusts.

Using every last shred of willpower, Anna forced the words out between panting breaths,

“No! What are you saying?! He is my daddy! My father! It’s… it’s… disgusting!!”

Yet even as she spoke, Marcella clearly felt the girl’s soft nipples growing harder and more erect against her palms, poking stiffly through the thin fabric and her skin.

“Oh? Then tell me the real reason for wearing a dress so short and tight that just walking would flash your soft, puffy little pussy lips to the entire world?”

So dirty!!! Anna screamed inside her mind. Still her lips parted to speak the humiliating truth. She had never wanted this dress. She had refused again and again… but Daniel had ordered her to wear it.

“It’s my father who told me to wear this!!” she screamed, voice cracking, trying desperately to protect whatever dignity she still had.

Marcella’s eyes widened with genuine surprise. She glanced at Daniel’s thick, twitching, proud cock still leaking a slow trail of precum, then back to Anna’s now tightly shut eyes as the girl took rapid, panicked breaths.

“So… it was your own daddy who wanted to rape his little daughter tonight?”

“Not rape!! It’s… consen—”

Anna’s eyes snapped open in pure, horrified realization as the unfinished word left her mouth. Her heart pounded so violently against her ribcage it hurt. Her throat worked with rapid, shallow, panicked breaths.

“What~? Did you just say ‘consent’?”

Marcella’s voice dripped pure danger, eyes glinting like a tigress that had just cornered a trembling kitten.

Anna blushed so hard her face and neck burned. Her voice came out choked, high, and sharp.

“No!! I didn’t mean that! Don’t put words in my mouth!!” she shrieked, thrashing against the cuffs.

Neither Marcella nor Lara were idiots. Lara stared at her best friend with wide, truly shocked eyes, heart pounding with disbelief. She could clearly see Anna’s entire body trembling, the deep crimson blush flooding her cheeks and chest, the rapid rise and fall of her heavy breasts inside Marcella’s hands, and the way she stuttered and panicked.

It seems both the father and the daughter were already eyeing each other’s crotch candies, Lara thought darkly, her own well-used cunt giving a hard, wet clench. She turned to stare at Daniel’s thick, veined, precum-smeared cock. Her lips twitched as she imagined that heavy beast stretching her pussy open again, scraping her walls, flooding her womb.

Even Marcella was momentarily taken aback. She looked over at Daniel’s sprawled, naked, helpless figure, shook her head slightly, and thought with dark amusement,

“It seems debauchery runs in your blood, Daniel… Damn!! Wish I had a son who lusted after my fat ass every single day. I’d tease my little boy non-stop with slow jiggling cheek-clenches, deliberate panty flashes, bare thighs brushing past him… I’d wear the sluttiest dresses just to keep him rock-hard, then record him while he jerked that young cock and cried “Mommy~ Ah~ Mommy~ Your son is cumming on your fat ass~!” I’d even gift him a big, high-resolution photo of my bare, spread backside… after all, I’m such a good, loving mommy.”

But that was only a delusion. She was cursed to remain childless. A wave of deep sadness welled up in her heart until a broken, needy little groan from Anna yanked her straight back out of that black abyss.

“Angh~ Leave my breasts alone already!”

Anna yelled, voice cracking with humiliation and unwanted pleasure.

Marcella’s grin returned, darker, filthier, and full of new purpose.

“Yes… so what if I don’t have a child of my own blood? If these three pretty little things are Daniel’s daughters… then they are also my daughters now.”

A pure, electric, motherly-and-yet-completely-depraved thrill raced through her entire body at the thought of everything she could do to them.

Without warning she pinched both of Anna’s now rock-hard nipples between her thumbs and index fingers right through the thin, stretched fabric and pulled them firmly outward and upward at the same time.

“Ahhhh~!”

Anna’s lips parted wide to scream, but Marcella was faster. She slammed her plump, spit-shiny mouth over the moaning one and plunged her dirty, wet, slimy tongue straight inside. Marcella’s thick tongue slid deep, lapping, coiling, and sucking around Anna’s smaller tongue in filthy, wet, obscene strokes that produced loud, wet sounds.

SLURRP—CHU—CHU—SHLICK—GLK—

Every throaty whimper, every broken moan, every muffled complaint from Anna was swallowed directly down Marcella’s throat.

UMPHHH—! ℯ𝐥.

UGGKKK—!

HUMPHH—!

LHEAVE MY MHAOUTH—!!

Thick, shiny ropes of mixed saliva overflowed from the corners of Anna’s stretched, sealed lips and ran down her chin in sticky strands. Their mouths stayed locked as Anna’s pupils shook wildly in pure panic and forced pleasure while Marcella thoroughly, greedily enjoyed every second of the deep, filthy, non-consensual kiss.

“You!! What the fuck are you doing?! Leave Anna alone!!” Lara barked, voice sharp and cracking with real anger. This was not the plan. Seeing the older woman devouring her best friend’s mouth so deeply and possessively sent a surge of boundless rage and a sharp, unwanted spike of jealousy straight through her chest and down into her already wet cunt. Her body thrashed violently against the chair, metal cuffs clattering and biting into her soft wrists and ankles.

“You… Maid! What are you doing?! Are you trying to force Anna?! That’s a crime! I’ll file a complaint against you! Anything we wear has nothing to do with you! Stop this bullshit right now!”

This time it was Kira who thrashed and screamed, her voice high with sudden panic. Until now she had been half-lost in a daze, staring at Daniel’s handsome sleeping face and secretly craving the thick, leaking cock only a few feet away. Lara’s furious shout finally snapped her fully into the filthy chaos unfolding right beside her.