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🕑 Added 2020-09-08 02:00:01 +0000 UTCWas Waverly supposed to pretend she hadn’t seen it? As if Nicole didn’t haunt her thoughts enough, she’d seen the cop assfucking Wynonna. Nicole had the feeling it should’ve been devastating—her crush hooking up with her big sister—but it wasn’t. Waverly didn’t know why. But she couldn’t just let it lie. She had to fully… exorcise whatever it was she felt about Wynonna and Nicole being sodomites or whatever!
She first brought it up on a quiet day at the Homestead, sitting down nearby Wynonna while she played on her phone.
“It’s true what they say, you know,” Waverly began. “Sex sells. There is just way more sexuality in pop culture now than there ever was before. I heard a song the other day on the radio—it was about blowjobs. It’s probably getting to the point where anal sex will be the next big thing. Reality TV shows, Grey’s Anatomy, Stephen King books… I suppose there’s some equality in it, since gay men can do that too. And gay women. Everyone has butts.”
Wynonna didn’t look up from her phone. “I know what you mean. You know Nicole Haught? She’s been fucking me in the ass. Just totally ruining my hole. And it is…” Wynonna clicked her tongue in an unabashedly positive manner.
Waverly was aghast. Horrified. Just not as much as she should be. “Well, uh, that is… I’m glad you’ve found someone who is meeting my needs—“
“Needs? No one needs to get fucked up the ass like an anal whore on payday. No, I want to. I’m fucking addicted to having Nicole wrecking my ass. It hurts so fucking good, sis. Like popping a real bad kink out of your neck, only it happens over and over again.” Wynonna grinned at Waverly. “I’m sensing a little curiosity on the mechanics of getting cock up the tailpipe. I guess you stumbled across one of our little trysts and now you want the whole scoop, huh?”
“No! No, I wouldn’t spy on you, Wynonna. I just—you’re my sister and I want to know what’s going on in your life.”
“And in my ass. Fuck, you don’t know what it’s like to have a crater between your asscheeks. Sitting on a bag of frozen peas while you think about how hard you just got fucked. You probably have no idea just how much punishment your ass can take. But feeling the pain fade away, realizing how much cock you took in the hours and hours it takes to feel normal again—and even then, you still feel like your asshole’s been permanently widened, because it’s not just a hole anymore, it’s this cock sheath someone other than you owns. Shit, I’d watch it too.” Wynonna leaned in close to Waverly. “How much have you seen? A few pumps or the whole nine inches going in and coming out?”
“I, uh, I don’t know, don’t remember—”
“If you’d seen the good stuff, you would definitely remember,” Wynonna assured her. “How about I put on a private show? Invite Nicole over, assume the position, and you can see just what happens when lady cop sees an ass that needs fucking?”
Waverly’s face fell, horrorstruck, even as excitement dilated her pupils. “No, I couldn’t… no way… that’d be so wrong…”
Wynonna, as usual, could see right through her. Damn, did it have to be so obvious how thrilled she was by this sick, super fucked up idea? “I’ll call her. You pick out a hiding space. Hurry, it won’t take her long to get here. It never does when my ass is on the line.”
Then she pulled down her pants and took a picture of her ass with her phone, sending it to Nicole with no other information. She didn’t even need to take her panties off. She wasn’t wearing any.
***
Nicole was angry with herself all the way to the Earp Homestead. One glimpse of Wynonna’s perfect ass and she came running like she’d heard a dog whistle. How embarrassingly oversexed was that? Even if it was a great ass, how pathetic was it to be Wynonna Earp’s booty call, her literal booty call?
Nicole swore to herself that she’d have some conversation with Wynonna before they got down to business. Ask her how Waverly was doing. See what was new with the Reverents. Offer to help her with Bobo. But she wasn’t Wynonna’s personal sex toy, on call whenever Wynonna decided she was ready to have her asshole gaping open again.
Then Wynonna answered the front door with nothing on below the waist. Nicole could tell the Earp Heir was grinning at her, but she couldn’t see anything but long sleek legs, toned thighs, and that eye-catching pubic thatch, shaved down to a caramel-colored notch of hair just above the shimmering slit itself.
“Hey, babe,” Wynonna drawled at her. “Hope you weren’t expecting hors d'oeuvres. Momma’s in a hurry, so what do you say we go to the master bedroom and you master my ass?”
Nicole groaned; Wynonna’s attitude was enough to rub anyone the wrong way, even with that sweet cunt on display. But before she could say anything, Wynonna was turned around, revealing her plump ass beaming out from under her falling shirttails. She looked over her shoulder at Nicole.
“Well? You comin’ or what?”
***
Waverly needed to come out of the closet. She needed to stop standing there where Wynonna had hidden her and get out before Wynonna’s plan actually worked and she was watching her own sister get butt-fucked, again.
Then Wynonna padded into the room, wearing only her shirt and a pair of cowboy boots, the taut muscles of her powerful thighs stirring as she strutted all the way to the bed. She flopped down on her belly, her curvaceous ass rising up into the air like some fertility idol to be worshipped. Even Waverly had to admit that it looked good. She rubbed at her own backside through her jeans, wondering if she’d be able to tempt Nicole the same way.
“I’m sensing a little reluctance here,” Wynonna cooed, twitching her ass around to further show it off. Waverly’s eyes ran to the doorway, where Nicole was standing uncertainly. Unwilling to go in, but unable to take her eyes off of Wynonna’s plump buttocks and the offer of the opening deep between them. “C’mon, Officer Haught. You think there’s a guy alive who wouldn’t see this ass, slap it between two slices of bread, and gulp down that sandwich without barely chewing?”
“I—I don’t know if this is fair to Waverly,” Nicole said, her words going at a crawl. “I think she’s really into me…”
“You don’t wanna fuck me?” Wynonna got up. “Okay. You lie down. My ass’ll ride that cock. You’re not going to turn down that, are you?”
“I…” Nicole took a ponderous step forward. “I suppose I came out here… all the way out here…”
“Uh-huh.” Wynonna reached out, taking Nicole’s hand, pulling her down to the bed. “You can fuck my sister later. Right now, I want all of that dick.”
“Jesus, Wynonna, you really are—“
“What?” A big grin split Wynonna’s face. “A slut? You’re not exactly innocent there. You’re the one fucking me in the ass—making me come. If I’m a slut, I’m your slut, baby. And admit it. You like having me as your bitch. Your personal anal whore, that you can use whenever your strap-on is getting lonely. Your only problem is I’m not the only Earp you want with a gape in her ass. You want both of us to be that big strap-on’s bitches.”
“Christ Almighty,” Nicole swore, but her voice was full of surrender, and she trembled with lust as Wynonna straddled her, wiggling her ass coaxingly above the strap-on poking through her fly.
Wynonna had lubricated herself beforehand. One of the advantages of answering the door bottomless was that she wouldn’t get any lube on her pants. Now she lowered her wet, shiny anus, pressing it down on the knob of Nicole’s dildo. Her splayed, ready asshole took in the strap-on like it’d never healed from the last time Nicole had ravaged her ass. Her anus squelched as it let in the massive penetration, seeming to gulp around it.
“You like that?” Nicole gasped, giving into her lust, her dominant desire that still seemed to pale next to Wynonna’s desire to submit to her. “You like the sound of your ass taking my cock, Wynonna?”
“You bet I do, motherfucker!” Wynonna cried. “Ghhh, shove that cock in my hot little asshole and fuck my butt all you want. Then we can talk about you being in my sister’s friend zone. I know you dykes get off on that almost as much!”
“And you’ll suck me off!” Nicole croaked heatedly. “I know going ATM makes you come nearly as much as getting ass-fucked, you filthy bitch!”
“That’s right, baby—I’ll suck that cock clear down my throat and lick it clean until you’d swear it came right out of the package!” Wynonna mewled wildly, running her tongue over her lips, bucking her ass up and down to fuck herself on Nicole’s cock.
Her ass moved in small circles. Her anus stretched and opened around the wide girth of Nicole’s shaft. Wynonna made it squeeze as she bobbed her hips up, pulling at the strap-on, and Nicole couldn’t watch it for long before she tossed her head back and moaned in autoerotic pleasure.
“Jesus, it’s just so… it’s so… tight!” she gasped.
“Just big enough for every inch of that cock, baby—it’s like my ass was built for you to fuck your hot strap up into me!”
Nicole pressed upward, her hands running up and down Wynonna’s thighs, her lips. She looked down from Wynonna’s riding to her throbbing pussy and jiggling breasts. It was obvious that, even under her shirt, Wynonna wasn’t wearing a bra. Wynonna laughed and groped her chest, then reached down to spread her labia with her fingers, showing off her wet snatch to Nicole.
“Like what you see?” she sighed to Nicole. “You’ve got my pussy quivering for you. And my asshole’s opening up for that big hard dildo. This is what it looks like before I take all nine inches, baby!”
“Yes!” Nicole croaked. “Fuck, it’s so wide—I can’t believe how open it is. It’s… it’s surrounding my strap-on… nipping and squeezing… I wish I could feel it, baby, not just watch. So tight and slippery. You’re really going to take it all, aren’t you? You can’t say no to one fucking inch!”
Wynonna’s weight pressed down on the strap-on, rubbing its base against Nicole’s mons with every jerking motion of Wynonna’s body. The policewoman threw her head about in a haze of crimson hair, moaning repeatedly. Wynonna gasped herself as the strap-on went deeper into her pulsing rectum.
Waverly watched it all, her breath drawn in tightly to her chest. She couldn’t believe that she was seeing this again, now invited, almost an active participant—seeing Wynonna put on a show for her. But there it was, right in front of her. Her big sister was showing her exactly how it felt to be assfucked.
She’d been holding her breath while Nicole’s strap-on rested at the wrinkled grommet of Wynonna’s asshole. Now that the tip was out of slight, slipping into Wynonna’s ass, she let out her exhale in a gasp. Waverly almost panted as the shaft followed the cockhead in, impaling Wynonna slowly and relentlessly.
“AHHH! More, more!” Wynonna cried. “Fuck, I love a big cock up my ass!”
“You love being a whore, baby,” Nicole moaned. “That’s what you’re being right now! A whore! An anal whore!”
Wynonna could only smile. “Any woman would be an anal whore when taking it up the ass feels this good! You fuck my sister like this—hnghh!—and there’s no way she’s not going to be your new cock holster!”
Waverly’s own asshole clenched until it quivered. Her pussy trembled wetly, sensitive to the slightest touch, to the folds of fabric in her panties. She couldn’t believe how hot she was. There’d been tingly days before—times when she’d felt her pussy throb and her nipples swell. But not like this… not this constant, pulsating heat. It was more even than when she’d seen Wynonna getting assfucked before. She was hearing Wynonna talk—hear her say things about Waverly being an anal whore—and it only seemed to feed Nicole’s lust, make her fuck Wynonna harder. Nicole liked the idea. And judging from the tickle in her sex, so did Waverly.
She closed her lips over the moan she felt in her chest and thrust her hands into her pants, rubbing at the throbbing inside her. She didn’t know if she would come or if this debauchery would be too much for her sense of shame to stand. Maybe this would bring it all crashing home, how insanely lewd this all was. But when her finger slid up and down her drenched slit, tickling her burning clit and playing into her succulent folds, all it felt was good. It felt like she was coming, already. But she watched Nicole’s strap-on fuck slowly, masterfully into Wynonna’s quivering anus. Waverly wondered if simply coming was anywhere near as good as coming from being Nicole’s anal bitch like Wynonna was.
She swept her right hand along her waist until it was cupping her ass—such a different sensation from the massage she usually gave her thighs and groin. Waverly stiffened a finger and ran it between her buttocks, almost by accident letting her fingertip discover her asshole, then deliberately press against the tightness of it. She nearly squealed with the sensation she found there. No wonder Wynonna was moaning and tossing all over the place as she rode Nicole. It felt so… tender.
“GGHHH! Fuck it all the way up my ass, you crazy bitch! Give it to me like you wanna give it to my sister!” Wynonna gasped out, her thighs jiggling with motion as she came down on Nicole’s strap-on, her buttocks writhing as they were splayed apart. Her asshole sucked and pulled and swallowed at the dildo until it was all the way in her bowels.
“Oh shit. Shit!” Nicole cried. “It’s all the way in! You’re taking every inch, you slut! I didn’t even have to push it in, you just made yourself take it!”
“I know, right? Ain’t it great!” Wynonna smiled widely. “Fuck me, baby. Fuck my ass like it belongs to the naughtiest cunt there was. Don’t make love to me with that prick, fucking punish me with it!”
Waverly felt her nipples stiffen with need. Her pussy throbbed against her fingers. Her asshole pulsed and sucked at her fingertip. She pushed inward and there was a burning sensation that almost made her gasp. It hurt too much! She couldn’t take it!
Then she remembered how Wynonna had lubed herself up, making her asshole nice and slippery before Nicole tried to penetrate it. Waverly didn’t have any lubricant on her person, but maybe the juices from her pussy would do the job. They sure felt slippery enough, that was certain.
She reached down between her legs and dragged her fingertips over her slit, drawing the slick cream out onto her fingers, then moving it to her buttocks, between her buttocks. She rimmed her tight little opening over and over again, moaning under her breath as the sensation mounted. It wasn’t just how tender her anus was. It was knowing that she would be penetrated there, even by herself. The thought that she would share something with Nicole, with Wynonna, turned her on fiercely.
Waverly squatted a little to open up her buttocks, then went to her knees to make the position more comfortable. She kept her eyes peeking through the door, watching Wynonna plunge herself up and down on the massive strap-on that nevertheless fit into her tiny opening.
“OH! OH! OHHHH!” Wynonna cried, head flailing from side to side as she rode Nicole’s cock. Her breasts jiggled and shook until she ripped her shirt off, now squeezing her breasts tightly with one hand while she rubbed her cunt with the other.
Nicole looked down to watch her masturbate herself, fingers delving into her cunt while Wynonna kept reaming herself onto Nicole’s strap-on. The harness of the strap-on clapped into Wynonna’s round cheeks, splattering aside the juices flowing from her cunt, running down her groin to surround her impaled anus.
“Gaaaawd, Nicole, you bitch!” Wynonna gasped. “I can’t take much more! Hnnnn—I’m gonna come!”
“M-me too!” Nicole panted.
She held Wynonna by the waist pulling her down as her own hips charged upward. Nicole sucked in breath again and again as her strap-on made long wet strokes in and out of Wynonna’s shuddering anus.
Waverly felt herself approaching climax too. It was like she was part of the sex, her own ass being fucked, though she knew the sensations of her masturbation were nowhere near what Wynonna was feeling. Her asscheeks clutched tightly around her hand, making her realize that she’d shoved her entire finger into her virginal asshole.
“Ohhhh, shit!” she sighed quietly.
She wiggled her fingers in the depths of her rectum, making herself shudder all over, shaking from her proud breasts to the buttocks still tightly clenched around her finger. She ground her other hand into her sex, rolling her straining clit with her thumb, pushing her fingers along her engorged folds.
Waverly was taking it in both holes now, almost like her sister. Her head felt stuffed and sodden with pleasure. She watched Wynonna swirl her fingers over her cunt and then slip two fingers inside herself at the same time she lifted her ass and brought it back down on Nicole’s hard dildo.
“Rrrrhhh! I’m coming! Nicole! Fuck me! Fuck my ass! You come too—come like you’re coming up my ass! Ahhhhh… I know this makes you want to come! Do it! Hot and wet! Yaaahh!”
Wynonna wrenched around violently, rubbing hard at her spasming cunt like she was trying to ram her whole fist in. Her head tossed wildly about, while she gurgled, gagging on any further words as she tried to let out the sounds of her ecstasy at the same time.
Nicole lunged up into her splayed ass, driving her strap-on in to the limit, seeming to flatten it against the firm flesh of Wynonna’s buttocks. Her own asscheeks clenched tightly with the strength of her thrusting.
“Rruuhhhhh!” she growled tightly, coming herself.
“Oh God! I can fucking feel you coming! Feel how bad you wanna fuck me! Your fucking strap-on’s shaking with how much you want my ass!” Wynonna cried.
They made so much noise that Waverly risked opening her mouth and letting out the squeal she’d been holding back. That was the final ingredient, the last barrier falling to let her climax hit her with staggering force. She whipped forward at the waist, still fingering her pussy and asshole with either hand, and ended up banging her forehead against the door.
It didn’t make much of a sound, but it sent dizziness spinning through her head. The pain blended with the joy of climax, seeming to bring her that much closer to feeling what Wynonna was experiencing, stretched around that massive dildo.
Waverly leaned her forehead against the door and let her body writhe until the last shakes of her orgasm were out of her. She felt something warm and wet splash against her wrist and into her cupped palm as another orgasmic wave ran through her flesh. Her asshole clenched and spasmed around her finger until it felt like it was burning. She had to pull her finger out before it became too much for her.
It was only when she withdrew her other hand from her flaming cunt that Waverly realized what had happened. She’d squirted. It made her feel both ashamed and lustful, that just masturbating to the sight of Wynonna’s anal sex had made her come so hard.
That was it. She had to stop right now. Even though Waverly knew immediately that she couldn’t stop watching. As long as the show was on, she couldn’t look away. She would have to—yes—come out and admit what she’d done, spying on them, and then leave. That’s what would be fair to Nicole.
She tried to stand. Her knees shook too hard. She looked through the door and waited for her burning body to calm down. It wasn’t going to happen anytime soon, judging by the sight of Nicole and Wynonna. Nicole slid her dildo from Wynonna’s oiled anus. Her sister’s tight, sucking opening pulled outward with the strap-on, clinging to its girth as if totally unwilling to give it up. Finally, the knob came out with a loud pop.
“Geez!” Nicole gasped. “You’re shameless, baby. That was your asshole just now! It didn’t want to give up my cock!”
“Mmmm—“ Wynonna moaned dreamily. “Why would it? You can fuck me all over again, Nicole. It’s not like you shot your wad.”
“You want more? Wynonna, look at your ass. It’s… it’s just so totally open.”
Wynonna smiled. “You want to take some pictures before you put it back in? I don’t mind. Or could you go get a bigger strap-on from your car? Now that you’ve loosened my hole up, I bet you could really spread it open now!”
Waverly let out a soft gasp—unable to believe just what a harlot her sister was. This time, however, her luck had run out. Both Nicole and Wynonna turned their heads to the closet. Waverly froze, her breath held tightly within her lungs. They heard her. She was about to be caught, but still her cunt twitched and shook, begging for the touch of her hand.
She looked about frantically, but it was a closet. There was no way out other than the door and they were already watching that. Waverly tried to stand—her legs still wobbly from her orgasm. She put her eye to the cracked door again. Her heart hammered as she saw that Nicole was standing right in front of her—reaching for the handle. Waverly could only stand there as Nicole opened the door.
“Waverly, what…” As taken aback as Nicole had been by Wynonna’s sluttiness, her aggressive submission, now she seemed genuinely at a loss for words. “What are you doing here?”
“Watching you. You two. The two of you,” Waverly stammered. “I wanted to watch you. Wynonna wanted me to watch you.”
“Wynonna?” Nicole gasped, turning to look over her shoulder, but Waverly took her face in her hands before she could.
“I want to do more than watch,” Waverly said. “I want… I want what Wynonna has. I’ll do what Wynonna does.”
“Waverly, I don’t… understand… since when are you…”
“I don’t know. I don’t care. Just let me do what Wynonna would do. You want us both, right? Wynonna wants us both to be… yours, and I want it, so just let her rest and I’ll, you can fuck my ass instead. It’s tighter than hers anyway. I’m a virgin back there. An absolute virgin. You can be my first… and Wynonna could watch.”
“That’s nice,” Wynonna piped up. “But for the record, I wasn’t going to get fucked in the ass next. I’m pretty sure I was going to have to suck Nicole’s cock clean… seeing as it was my ass she put it in, after all.”
Waverly blushed furiously. “Well… I could do that. I could suck your cock strap-on, Nicole. I want to. God, I want to.”
Nicole froze, stuck there, unable to believe what she was hearing. After just having sodomized Wynonna Earp, now her sister was begging to be next. She couldn’t process it. Was it the most perverted thing that had ever happened to her or the most arousing?
Wynonna got up off the bed, walking up behind Nicole, her eyes all over Waverly. “I’d take that as a yes, baby girl. Get down on your knees. Better to beg forgiveness than ask permission. And I think Nicole will definitely forgive you once she sees how clean your hot little mouth gets her cock.”
Waverly did as Wynonna said—as Nicole’s unbelieving eyes desperately wished her to do. She knelt down before the strap-on that had just been in Wynonna’s ass and wrinkled her nose, turning her head to the side.
“Oh, it smells—funny,” she moaned.
Wynonna reached around the still unmoving Nicole to take Waverly’s head in her hands. “So clean it off, sis—suck it clean.”
Wynonna cupped her hands at the back of Waverly’s head and pulled. Waverly looked up at the two of them for a moment. There was anticipation in both of their eyes, and somehow that was what convinced her to open her mouth. She pursed her lips, wetting them with her tongue.
“Give it to me,” she growled, taking Nicole’s strap-on in her hand and pulling it to her face.
Waverly licked the underside of the shaft. She wanted to make a face, but she hid the expression, burying it in licking the big dildo again. Then she pursed her lips around the head and sucked at it nosily, her cheeks hollowing. Watching it, Nicole couldn’t help but moan.
“God, she’s… she’s an anal slut, isn’t she? Just like you, Wynonna.”
“Not just like me,” Wynonna moaned, keeping up the pressure so Waverly couldn’t back out, but not yet pulling her any deeper into the blowjob she was giving Nicole. “She doesn’t know how good it feels yet. She’s just finding out…”
Waverly pressed herself up close to Nicole, her erect nipples burrowing into the policewoman’s thighs. Her head bobbed up and down. Soon, she had her eyes closed and was moaning.
“Nnnn!” Her hand went under her waistband again, once more stroking the wet flesh of her pussy.
“That’s it, Waves—let it get you hot,” Wynonna moaned. “Whip that cunt up into a nice warm froth for Nicole here. She can fuck it for you with the strap-on you’ve gotten all nice and clean!”
Waverly’s hand went faster, hearing Wynonna promise her that. Heat built in her body as it surrendered to the perversity Nicole and Wynonna had planned for it. Her tongue slithered from between her lips and slashed at the base of Nicole’s strap-on, lapping up the sweat that Wynonna’s ass had left on it. The cockhead she sucked to the back of her throat.
Wynonna watched it happen. She held her breath. Her little sister was doing something with her throat, gulping, gargling—and then the strap-on went in and in.
“Shit, you’re taking it right down your throat! It runs in the fucking family!”
Waverly had been repelled by her own behavior at first—not even sure how she wasn’t gagging with the first lick at Nicole’s dildo. But now there was no denying herself. She had entirely yielded to her body’s sick urges. And looking up at Wynonna, she could see her tongue licking around her lips. Nicole swallowed repeatedly, as if the strap-on were in her mouth instead of Waverly’s.
Waverly bent her body back, relinquishing the dildo until only the tip of it was still between her lips, so her sister and Nicole could look down and see her sliding fingers spreading open the wet folds of her pussy, fucking into the quivering pink folds of her womanhood.
Her slit pulsed and shuddered with heat. Then she felt Nicole’s hands on her head, holding her in place as she fucked her strap-on in and out of her pursed mouth. Waverly’s eyes rolled back in her head. She never would’ve thought she’d be so accepting of being face-fucked by a strap-on fresh from her sister’s asshole, but being used like this freed her up to masturbate herself to another orgasm. And with Wynonna watching and Nicole fucking her throat, Waverly knew she would come harder than ever.
She wondered if the other two would like it when she squirted.
