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Top Shelf Sodomy
🕑 Added 2020-07-25 22:59:59 +0000 UTC
“Your ass is top shelf, man. It’s top shelf,” Nicole slurred.
Wynonna laughed, especially seeing Nicole’s hand cavorting in the air as if groping some imaginary, platonic ideal of Wynonna’s ass. “Aww, g’wan… tell me some more about how my ass rules?” She batted her eyelashes.
Nicole smiled back at her, a wicked gleam in her eyes. “You have a better ass than Waverly!”
Wynonna’s jaw dropped in scandalized glee. She’d never have thought Officer Shines-Her-Shoes could get raunchy. “Don’t I know it.”
“I’d rather fuck yours than hers,” Nicole finished proudly, before clapping a hand over her own mouth.
Wynonna set her jaw smugly, her eyebrows perking up. “So why don’t you?”
Nicole sputtered, which sounded like radio static coming from behind her censoring hand. “What? What?”
“Why not? It isn’t as if you and Waverly are going anywhere anytime soon.”
Now Nicole really flushed, her face going as red as her hair. “You know about that?”
“That Officer Haught is hot for my sister? Yeah, I kinda noticed. Maybe in some alternate universe, it’s a big secret, but maybe there I’m not so big into anal sex either, so this works out well for you.” Wynonna shot Nicole her most tantalizing look, letting her hair fall in front of her face some to really make herself look like she needed some backdoor love. Which she did. “C’mon. We’re both adults. And sure, you and Waverly might make a cute couple, but until she’s put a ring on it, what’s to stop you from showing my ass a good time?”
Nicole stammered, “Because it’d be sick and wrong to have sex with two sisters!”
“It’s not like we’d be having a threesome.” Wynonna grinned. “Not unless you really know how to handle a strap.”
“Jesus. Geez.” Nicole picked up the bottle and took another slug on it. “I’m going to blame this on you being drunk.”
“Off my tits, yeah.” Wynonna licked her lips. “What can we blame on you being drunk?”
Nicole shook a little. Wynonna was just as cute as her sister. And her ass really was top shelf…
“Woo!” Wynonna cried as Nicole lunged for her, though she was soon shut up by the French kiss Nicole gave her as her hands went up under Wynonna’s T-shirt.
“You can never tell Waverly,” Nicole insisted as she unhooked Wynonna’s bra.
“Give me something not to talk about, then.” Wynonna raised her arms and willingly let Nicole strip her, shirt and bra. The cop stared at Wynonna’s naked breasts. Wynonna bounced them a little for Nicole’s edification. “How do they stack up to the ass?”
“Oh, I don’t want to fuck ‘em, but I think they’ll do.”
Wynonna picked up the bottle. “Guess what I want you to do to them.”
She poured liquor all across her chest, Nicole’s eyes glazing over as she watched the liquid slosh over the curves of Wynonna’s cleavage and trickle down her slender abs.
“Fuck,” Nicole breathed.
“Good guess,” Wynonna quipped. “C’mon, hottie. Drinks are on me.”
She pulled Nicole’s head against her and the cop sucked hungrily on Wynonna’s breasts, Wynonna caressing her hair as Nicole smacked her lips. “Shit. Talk about community policing! Waverly doesn’t know what she’s missing…”
“Shut up and take some more clothes off!”
They undressed quickly; just as quickly, Nicole bent Wynonna over the nearest desk, her ass up in the ass. She crouched behind Wynonna and pressed her face into Wynonna’s jubilant buttocks, proving to herself that Wynonna’s ass was just as good on close inspection as it looked in every set of jeans Wynonna had ever worn.
Nicole held Wynonna’s svelte buttocks opened and licked all the way between them, her tongue passing right over Wynonna’s tender anus. Wynonna gasped. “Geez, Haught, when I said you could fuck my ass, I didn’t mean with your tongue!”
“Like you’re not enjoying it. Bet we could wring out your panties and fill a shotglass.”
“Fuck, you kinky bitch!”
“Uh-huh,” Nicole agreed, lapping at Wynonna’s asshole, teasing the sphincter in every direction her tongue could go.
Wynonna only grew more aroused when she felt the tip of Nicole’s tongue push right into her anus. “Shit, Nicole, that feels good, but I don’t know if it’ll fit!”
“Yeah, right. The only thing that wouldn’t fit in your slutty ass is my nightstick, and that’s only because it has a handle.”
Her tongue broke through the anal muscles, sliding into the buttery warmth of Wynonna’s rectum. Wynonna’s eyes rolled back in her head, her tongue lolling out contentedly as Nicole reamed her out with each lick.
The next thing she knew, Wynonna was rolled onto her back, the motion dislodging a sheaf of papers from underneath her. Neither of them much cared as photographs and paperwork spilled across the tile floor.
Nicole leered at Wynonna as she laid there naked on the desk like a human sacrifice on a pagan altar. Just not a virgin sacrifice… “Top marks for the appetizer. Now let’s move on to the next course.”
“I guess all that stuff about wringing out my panties into a shotglass had a certain subtext, huh?” Wynonna teased, opening her legs to leave her sex totally exposed.
“Give me a minute and I’ll tell you whether your pussy goes better with red wine or white,” Nicole grinned.
“Oh, a connoisseur—I heard a lot of lady cops are that way…”
Nicole kissed along the insides of Wynonna’s toned thighs, tormenting herself a little thinking of the creamy softness that Waverly would have between her legs instead of Wynonna’s firm, corded muscles. But she still enjoyed coming to Wynonna’s heated slit, arousal perfuming the air all around it, and fluttering her tongue along the petals of Wynonna’s mons.
“Fuck, babe, you’re goddamn scrumptious. I hope all you Earp girls taste like this.”
“Keep wasting time!” Wynonna panted. “Waverly will show up and we can ask her!”
“She’d probably join in,” Nicole said as she sunk her face into Wynonna’s pussy, surrounding herself with its deliciousness. “You Earps aren’t big on boundaries.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing. You can count how many panties Waverly owns on one hand!”
Nicole pushed Wynonna’s thighs further apart, opening up her cunt lips. Then she ran her tongue over Wynonna’s wet pussy with one long, slow swipe that left Wynonna writhing decadently.
“Holy shit!” Wynonna moaned. “If Waverly taught you how to eat pussy, she deserves a medal!”
“I don’t think Waverly knows enough to give lessons. But I bet she’d be real enthusiastic.” Nicole breathed in the scent of how incredibly aroused Wynonna had become, her wetness trailing down her taint. “Shit, Wynonna, anyone would know what to do with a cunt as juicy as yours…”
She trailed her lips over the slippery folds of Wynonna’s labia, into the glossy pinkness of the flesh inside. Cupping Wynonna’s delicious ass, Nicole held Wynonna in place for a feast of a kiss.
“Fuck, fuck, Waverly’s an idiot if she isn’t sitting on that cute face the moment you take your fedora off!” That was what Wynonna tried to say, but her mind could barely form words. Her thoughts were a blur of need and expectation.
Nicole gave Wynonna’s twitching clitoris its own kiss, nibbling on it and enjoying how the slightest pressure from her teeth made Wynonna tremble all over. She stopped to run her lips through Wynonna’s thatch of pubic hair, then returned to her burgeoning clit, wrapping her lips around it, sucking hard.
“JESUS CHRIST!” Wynonna husked, suddenly on the brink of orgasm.
Nicole let go of it, coming up onto the desk to straddle Wynonna, face hovering over her cleavage. She brushed her face against the heaving breasts. Swollen nipples dragged across her cheeks.
“These seem a lot bigger than before.” Nicole caught one of the firm pink nipples in her mouth and gave it a suck befitting a delicious piece of candy. “Shit, babe, when your headlights are on, you’ve got a real set of high beams.”
Wynonna moaned, seeming at the point of tears when Nicole let her nipple go. “Or a set of cherry-tops,” she quipped.
“Are you hearing sirens?” Nicole retorted, lustfully sucking Wynonna’s other nipple.
“God, don’t ask me for one-liners when you’re doing that!” Wynonna thrashed her head from side to side, trying to process how Nicole was making her feel. “I can’t be witty when you’re fucking my brains out!”
Nicole let go of her nipple, instead quickly moving to open up one of the desk drawers and take out a strap-on harness. Wynonna started to raise her head, but Nicole shoved her back down, ably multitasking despite her blood alcohol level as she stepped into the harness while holding Wynonna in place. Another drawer opened and Nicole had a bottle of lube in her hand, holding it out to Wynonna.
“Lube me up,” she told Wynonna, voice a growl, “or it’s going in dry.”
Wynonna obediently opened her hand for Nicole to pour a dollop of lube into, then closed her fingers around Nicole’s strap-on. She rubbed it vigorously, massaging the lubrication deep into each crevice, every inch of it. She’d need it if she wanted to take all eight inches of the thing. And the more Wynonna caressed it, the more she wanted it. Fuck yes, the girl cock would hurt going in, but it’d make her come. Of that, Wynonna had no doubt.
“Good girl,” Nicole purred, seeing how her dildo glimmered with the lubricant. “Now turn over.”
Wynonna rearranged herself on the desk, knocking over more knick-knacks like a housecat on a rampage. She ended up on her elbows and knees, her ass weaving in the air, just begging to be grabbed hold of and fucked. And as if that weren’t enough, Wynonna literally pleaded to be sodomized.
“Fuck me, Officer Hottie… fuck me hard and fast!” Wynonna squeezed her eyes shut—she could almost feel the full length of that crazy long dildo thrusting inside of her. “Fuck my ass, baby… finger my cunt…”
Nicole reached underneath Wynonna to fondle her dangling breasts, her touch erasing the slight nervousness Wynonna felt about being Nicole’s fuckhole. The erotic excitement of a woman’s touch on her breasts, the feel of the blunt knob prodding her anus, not to mention the alcohol—it overcame what little there was of Wynonna’s better judgment. She virtually strained for Nicole to go through with it and make her the first Earp in the family to get treated to an ass-fucking by Officer Haught.
“I’m gonna go back to the homestead, walking funny, and when Waverly asks me why I can’t sit down, I’m gonna tell her that her gal pal Nicole knows just how to ruin an Earp girl’s hole—”
Just like that, Wynonna was taking Nicole’s silicone cock as deep as it would go. It hurt, but Wynonna thrilled to every stabbing inch of it. She wanted even more—all she could get into her quivering ass.
She thrust her bare buttocks back into Nicole’s groin, thighs corded with muscle, tits swinging underneath her as she pumped herself into Nicole’s strap-on. Nicole’s hands held tightly to her churning hips, making sure Wynonna didn’t fuck herself so roughly that she came off the dildo altogether. But it soon became obvious that Wynonna didn’t need the help. The woman was clearly used to taking it up the ass. An anal slut. A total cock bitch who didn’t even care if the prick she was getting was real, so long as it got her off.
Nicole just had to spank her, she was such a naughty little cunt. “Fuck, barely have to break you in, do I? You’re a sweet little bitch who knows her place! Yeah, you love getting fucked in the ass! You fucking live to come with a dick in your butt! Not like Waverly! She’s still cherry, isn’t she? But I’m going to make her a dyke slut just like you are! I’m gonna fuck her ass until it loves my cock just as much as yours does, until she comes just thinking of how I ruined her hole! How do you like that, Wynonna? How do you like knowing that your sister’s gonna be the next one coming on this cock!?”
Later, Nicole would realize she had severely miscalculated by letting Wynonna pick the booze.
Right now, she gave Wynonna’s hot little ass one last spank, though it deserved far, far more, and then circled her hand around Wynonna’s nubile hips to get to her cunt. Wynonna gasped and urged her on, though Nicole got the feeling that Wynonna also thought her ass deserved more spanking.
“Yeah, finger that little pussy! Fuck my cunt with your hands! Unnh! Nnnn! That lezzie prick of yours feels so damn good in my ass! I can feel it in my bowels, baby! Ohhhh! Fuck! If you can fuck my sister this good, I’ll hold the camera for your goddamn sex tape!” Wynonna cackled.
Nicole forced her fingers deep into Wynonna’s dripping sex, opening up the engorged lips of her labia, then pushing between them with three fingers. She made Wynonna take all of them, even as she kept ramming her strap-on into Wynonna’s once-tight ass. With her other hand, she palmed Wynonna’s highly sensitive clitoris, massaging it and rubbing it until Wynonna was sobbing out how much she loved it.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Wynonna gasped, just wrecking her own asshole on Nicole’s long dildo to get all the pleasure she could out of this frenetic sex. “Fuck my clit, fuck my pussy! Make me come all over your hands! I wanna come and come and come! Hnnngh!”
Nicole kept hammering her strap-on into Wynonna’s sweaty ass, cupping her wet pussy and rubbing her buzzing clit. Shit, she could just imagine how Waverly would take this, her cute little flustered face, her brave but trembling expression, the little squeaks and squeals she’d make as Nicole initiated her into anal sex.
Not like Wynonna, the whore, practically fucking herself on Nicole’s dildo. But sodomizing such a complete slut had its advantages. With Waverly, Nicole would go slow, careful not to hurt the precious angel any more than absolutely necessary. With Wynonna, Nicole could treat her like the bitch that she was.
Wynonna’s skin was slick with sweat, dripping off her, flying from her body with each hard thrust she took. She felt every inch of the dildo completely occupying her gripping asshole. Wynonna sucked her belly in, tightening the grip her devastated anus had on the strap-on. She knew she didn’t have any right to complain, not when Nicole was dominating her just like she’d topped who knew how many girls in her time, but she wished Nicole would stop pulling out and just fill her.
“Oh baby, keep doing that!” Nicole rasped, rewarding Wynonna with stroking fingers inside her throbbing pussy, right against her G-spot. “Your asshole’s fucking sucking at my cock, you little bitch! It’s damn well trying to milk me! Keep going, keep taking my prick!”
Wynonna corkscrewed her naked ass back into Nicole’s thrusting cock, trying to get it even deeper into her bowels. With her head bowed, looking between her own splayed legs, she could see the strap-on pumping in and out of her anus. Her thighs gleamed with the arousal that had run out of her pussy.
Nicole’s thick dildo had Wynonna’s sphincter pulled taut. She pistoned relentlessly into the puckered ring, taking all she could of the narrow passage beyond it while squeezing and massaging Wynonna’s receptive pussy. Wynonna’s juices flowed all over Nicole’s fingers as she played with her cunt—Nicole eagerly probed for more.
Trembling with the lust she was taking alongside every thrust Nicole gave her, Wynonna felt her muscles bunching up, jerking and straining in an attempt to hold her in place to be ass-fucked more. She opened her knees wider, feeling herself surging, swelling, coming uncontrollably with Nicole’s strap-on buried in her ass, fingers deep in her pussy.
Nicole frantically rubbed Wynonna’s exploding cunt, keeping her pussy at the heights of climax. Her cream gushed from her furiously, splashing onto the desk and dripping to the carpet below, not that either of them cared as Wynonna came and came and came.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, baby,” Wynonna moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head. “My ass—fuck! My ass is yours! I’m fucking coming for you! Coming with your cock in my fucking ass!”
Nicole kept pumping into her. She absolutely would not stop until Wynonna had taken every single thrust she possibly could, her ass completely useless as anything other than Nicole’s fuckhole, and Wynonna her personal cockholster. She may have had feelings for Waverly—she might have even loved her—but she definitely loved having Wynonna as her personal anal bitch.
And standing in the doorway, watching her crush treat her sister like nothing more than a convenient storage place for her strap-on, Waverly could see that Wynonna loved it too.
