After a short rest, Anna and I were back at it. I was quite surprised at how far we were able to go.
Let's be honest. I was surprised at how far I was able to go.
We went on until Elsa got home after midnight and maybe a little longer. My door was kept locked so she wouldn't see anything she didn't want to see (though, I'm sure if she had, she wouldn't have been too bothered). When we eventually decided to turn in for the night, we changed the sodden bedsheets before crawling naked under the covers. The last thing I remembered was Anna stroking my hair with one hand, the other mindlessly tracing unseen patterns on my skin until I drafted off.
When I opened my eyes, I saw red. Or rather, red hair. A whole mane of red hair. I shifted myself so that I could see properly, As my vision adjusted, I noticed Anna was still asleep. We hadn't woken up in the same bed since she was a toddler, but her sleeping pattern hasn't changed at all. Always in some position that couldn't possibly be comfortable but at the same time was so difficult for her to abandon in order to wake up. Sometime during the night, she had somehow turned onto her front without crushing me in the process. Her left arm was crooked and trapped beneath her chin, the blanket was spiked where her leg was bent at an awkward angle underneath, and her hair was a tangled mess. There was a small drop of drool threatening to spill from the corner of her mouth.
"Anna?" I whispered, poking at her freckled shoulder.
No response.
"Anna, darling, it's time to get up."
A snore.
The gears turned in my head, trying to think of how Elsa would wake her sister up, when an idea finally came into my head. I brushed some of her hair out of her face and came closer to her, bringing out lips together. My tongue traced her lips, trying to get her to rouse. After a few moments of this, her eyelids began to flutter.
"Morning," I giggled, pulling away and giving her room to stretch out.
She made some unintelligible noise I could only assume was a return of my greeting. "How are you feeling?" she mumbled, rubbing the sleep from her eyes with the back of her hand.
"Good," I sighed, nuzzling my head into her chest. "Really good."
Anna wrapped one of her arms around my bare shoulders, letting me rest on her. "You think you have the energy to take on Elsa today? I know her project yesterday was the final for her Monday class. Now that's done, she has Mondays off so she'll likely be home.
"Don't you have classes today?"
She shook her head. "Not for another few hours. Don't you have to go to work today?"
I shook my head. "I've got a break for the next few days. The research team is taking field samples. Went out of the country to do it. I'll only need to go in when they get back to review everything." A thought that had been itching at the back of my mind since the night before surfaced. "Anna?"
"Yeah?"
"Why did Elsa only want to tell me yesterday? And why did you guys want to bring it up separately? You both said 'I' have to get something off my chest, not 'we'."
Anna shifted a little, one of her hands resting on my side, fitting perfectly along the curve of my waist. "Like we said, we had talked about it before with each other. I guess we both just had the same idea to come clean to you and it was a coincidence that it happened that way."
"But Elsa knew she would be out working on the project. What would have been the point of telling me if only to go off straight after?"
"I think she wanted to give you time to think it over. Neither of us had any inclination that you felt the same way, which is why we waited to tell you."
There was a small part of my mind that wanted to ask whether she regretted what we did. But that cheery smile Anna wore that entire night and even into the morning forced me to realise she in no way did. And neither did I.
Instead, I opted to lay still, under the duvet, together with her in that easy silence. There was a line of light shining through the crack in my curtains, the gap not large enough to expose our naked forms to any neighbours but enough to provide a considerable amount of clarity in a room that would otherwise be dark. We stayed, untouched by the rest of the world, in our own little bubble. The steady rise and fall of her chest soothed me, like a bizarre reversal of roles. A mother revelling in comfort provided by her daughter's beating heart.
It felt safe.
It felt like love.
That steady rise and fall was soon followed by the low grumble of another snore. I had to stop myself from rolling my eyes. Anna could literally sleep anytime and anywhere.
I gave her a firm prod in the ribs.
"I'm awake!" she squeaked, bolting up at the mild shock which sent me face-first into the mattress.
"Clearly," I groaned, sitting up and ripping the blanket off of us. "Come on then, up you get."
She whined, trying to crawl back under the covers. "Too early…"
I glanced at the clock on the wall. "It's almost nine."
"Too early," she insisted, her voice muffled underneath layers of cotton.
Using all my strength, I stood up and tore the blanket off her, letting it fall to the floor and out of her reach. Anna dramatically sprawled onto the bed, sticking her bottom lip out at me.
"Don't look at me like that," I chided, placing my hands on my hips as she continued to moan, muttering under her breath about how Elsa would have let her have five more minutes. My brow creased and I was about to get a cup of water from the bathroom to throw at her when something else caught my attention. Anna's legs were bent at the knees, her feet planted into the bed as she tried to work against the force of gravity and begrudgingly get up with minimal success. But between those legs, her morning wood was very prominent.
We had managed to each wash up the night before, not our hair but just to ward off the pungent smell of sweat and sex, and overall just be less sticky when we slept. Which meant that she was fresh and clean, making the sight before me all the more enticing.
"...and I argue that just because humans aren't naturally nocturnal, doesn't mean we shouldn't be." She had just finished her monologue on the injustices of waking up before noon, waving her arms erratically while still lying flat on the bed. However, her actions stalled when she noticed me looking at her funny, sitting on the edge of the bed and slowly moving until I was lying on my front, propped up on my elbows.
No words were exchanged between us at first. I just held her gaze, our looks unwavering, before my eyes flicked between her legs. She definitely noticed.
"You're still pretty tired, aren't you?" I asked, chewing on my bottom lip.
She nodded eagerly. "Very."
"Hmm…" My fingers walked up and down her midriff, my touch light and delicate. "Maybe Mommy can help wake you up."
Anna actually shuddered at the weight of my words. It thrilled me to know the power I held over her could be just as strong as the power she held over me. Her teal eyes silently begged me to just get on with it.
Her cock twitched under my touch, my fingertips skirting across the skin before finally wrapping my fingers around the length. I stroked her slowly, reminiscing how gently she took me the night before so that I wouldn't be aching the next day. I wondered if she did that on purpose, wanting to make sure I wasn't too sore to be with Elsa while she was at college.
Just like Anna to play fair with her sister.
"I want to try something," I said, bringing my head closer to her member. I was so close I could practically feel the heat radiating off her.
Anna nodded, her hips bucking upwards. "Go for it."
Memories of my dream flashed in my mind, of what dream Elsa had said. What drove Anna crazy. A small part of me was afraid she wouldn't like it, but there was no harm in trying new things. If she didn't like it, she would tell me to stop.
My lips pursed and I began placing kisses all over her balls. The sharp intake of breath I heard from above was a good sign.
My tongue darted out, delicate flicking over the sensitive surface. Anna jerked in response but didn't give me any signal to stop, so I kept going. It was odd for me at first. That was an area I would have never thought I would need to pay attention to. How my dream state even came up with it, I don't know. But it was in no way unpleasant for me, and as I increased my intensity and Anna grew louder, it certainly was pleasant for her.
"How did you know this drives me crazy?" she questioned.
I shrugged in response. "Lucky guess."
I think she could tell how inexperienced I was, so she offered some guiding tips.
"You can focus on one… or alternate between both… God that feels good…" Her words were shaky between her pants. One of my hands stroked her shaft with a firm grip while my tongue was attached to her balls like a magnet. When I opened wide to take one inside me, Anna let out a sharp shriek.
"Oh yes, Mommy," she moaned, rocking her hips as I tried to please her. This went on for a few minutes as I alternated between her balls, trying to give each one an equal amount of attention. At the same time, I noticed her hands rubbing her own breasts, squeezing her soft mounds between her fingers.
"I'm getting close,' she eventually gasped, giving me a tap on the shoulder to get my full attention. Upon hearing this, I opened wide and took her shaft inside me, swirling my tongue around it whilst bobbing my head up and down the length. Anna wanted to cum and I was going to make her.
With a final moan, she erupted in my mouth. While we had done more oral sex the night before, I was still very much getting back into the swing of things and was never able to swallow it all. This morning, the pace was far slower and I was far more determined.
I eagerly swallowed each strand as she came, feeling the white and creamy substance coating my tongue and sliding down the back of my throat. The sound of my slurping echoed off the walls, joined by Anna's panting as each shot mellowed out to smaller drips before stopping entirely.
When I pulled away, Anna gripped me by the shoulders, pulling me into a kiss that took my breath away. It was inarguable that she'd be able to taste her own release on me, but neither of us cared in the moment. Our hands pawed at each other, trying to feel whatever we could. After a few moments of this, I pulled away, gasping to catch my breath.
"So, Anna, what do you want to do?" I asked like I had the night before.
She pulled me closer, letting me rest on her while she leaned back onto the bed. "I just want to lie here, cuddle you and otherwise not move a muscle," she sighed, nuzzling her face into the crook of my neck.
"I like the sound of that."
I don't know how much time went by. Thankfully, it seemed like our morning activities had woken Anna up as I didn't hear a single snore. What I did hear was a low grumbling noise coming from her stomach. At the same time, Elsa yelled for us from the kitchen.
"Mom! Anna! I made breakfast!"
Anna and I exchanged a glance.
"We should go," I said. "Wouldn't want to keep your sister waiting."
My younger daughter threw me a cute pout. "But I'm so comfy here-" She was cut off by the sound of her own stomach once again, causing her to blush furiously while I laughed at her expense.
"Come on, darling," I insisted, propping myself up and rolling out of bed to go to my bathroom. I tied my hair up with an elastic so it wouldn't get in my face. The minty familiarity of toothpaste was comforting. "You're clearly hungry." My voice came out as muffled but I'm sure the message was put across.
"I'm always hungry," she argued, crossing her arms over her chest in defiance. Her stomach once again spoke up, eliciting a frustrated groan from her.
My back arched as I leaned over the sink, gargling water before spitting it out. Going back into my room and flicking through my closet, I selected a simple robe, slipping it on, not bothering with underwear. Tying it at my waist, I sat at the corner of my bed, pulling the whining girl towards me. "We have plenty of time to do other things after you get back from classes, or tomorrow, or any other day after that."
She chewed on her bottom lip before finally submitting, planting a light kiss on my lips before getting up. "I'm gonna go throw on some clothes."
XXX
The three of us were seated around the kitchen counter. Elsa had made some toast and coffee for all of us. A simple gesture, but still very much appreciated. Each plate housed two thick slices of sourdough, toasted to perfection, the colour of a latte. Spreads and toppings were in the centre of the table, featuring everybody's favourites, like jams, fruits, nutella. Something for everyone. We each nursed our own mugs of coffee, the bittersweet liquid warning me from the inside out.
"It sounded like you two were having a good time last night," Elsa said casually, reaching over me to grab the blueberry jam.
I raised an eyebrow at her comment. "You were able to hear us?"
"I was up working on the project. The final details. Why some professors set deadlines for 8am, I'll never understand. So yeah, I did hear. But it's okay. It wasn't distracting or anything. Just background noise. I knew Anna and I have serious lung power, and now I see where we get it from."
Warmth flushed to my cheeks. In hindsight, I guess I was very loud, even if I had tried to keep my screams to a minimum. Key word 'tried'.
"I'm curious as to how you came to the conclusion that this is what you wanted," she continued. "The sex part, I mean. I never thought it would be your thing."
"In all honesty, it took some convincing from a friend," I confessed.
"Do they know about us?" Anna asked.
I nodded. "But she's said she'll keep it to herself. Our secret is safe."
Elsa looked at me curiously. "Does she know you've gone through with it?"
"Not yet. But eventually she will, if you're okay with me saying."
"Who is it?" Anna pestered.
"...Honeymaren."
"Ah," Elsa sighed, "I should have expected it. You two are best friends after all, practically like sisters."
"Not to mention she was our first crush," Anna added, like it was the most casual thing in the world. It took every ounce of control to not choke on my toast.
"You're kidding," I said, looking them both once over.
"Couldn't be more serious," Elsa said. "We know she's your dear friend though, so it's never gone further than a crush."
"Though, I've definitely had my fair share of fantasies involving her," the younger girl said in a sing-song voice, earning a sharp jab from her sister. "But truthfully, growing up, the two of us thought you both would make such a cute couple."
My cheeks were beet red. The memories of my dream came rushing back.
Maybe next time you should bring her along. There's plenty of Elsa and me to go around.
I shuddered at the thought. The possibility that the four of us could be together if everyone was alright with it held so much weight over me.
"And if I were to do things with Honeymaren…" I thought aloud.
"I'd certainly be alright with it," Elsa said.
Anna nodded in agreement. "Polyamory isn't limited to three people, and as long as everyone is aware and nothing is going on behind anyone's back, we should be free to go for it."
My heart was fluttering at the idea of it.
The younger girl spoke again, her mouth still half full. I stifled a frown when I saw crumbs spilling from her mouth and onto the countertop. "Anyway, Els, I thought it might be good if Mom knows what to expect."
"Expect?" I asked curiously.
Elsa nodded in agreement. "I don't want to overwhelm you. And if you're tired after last night, we don't have to do anything today."
I took another bite of my toast, the butter and marmite leaving a pleasant salty taste on my tongue. "And what am I to expect, exactly?"
"Intensity," the blonde replied simply.
"I'm probably going to need more information than that."
My older daughter fidgeted in her seat a little. She seemed nervous. "Well, I like to play around with things. Between Anna and me, I'm usually more of a top. Sometimes it's just us and our bodies, but there are other times where I like to use other things too."
"Such as?"
"Toys," Anna chipped in. "Elsa and I have some that we like to use. Even some to use on regular girls, you know, who aren't intersex. Blindfolds and ties too. It's just some things to spice things up."
"But we might not do anything with those today," Elsa added. "Might not be ideal for a first time."
The way we were suddenly talking so openly about this stuff was so different from what I was used to. "Isn't that like that Fifty Shades stuff? Bondage and everything?"
Elsa looked repulsed. "God, no. I mean… I suppose there are some similarities in terms of sub dom relationships, but that doesn't extend beyond the bedroom. Nor does it always happen in the bedroom. I'm only like that when everyone is in the mood for it."
Anna nodded in agreement, helping herself to more nutella. "That lifestyle might be good for some people, but it's just not our thing."
"Experimenting is key," Elsa said, wearing a serious expression. "Anna and I know our likes, our dislikes, our kinks and our limits. You don't. Or not yet, anyway. So when we start together, I won't be rough, and what we do is completely up to you-"
"I want to do it." The determination in my voice startled all of us, myself included.
"Really?" they asked in unison, their voices pure skepticism.
"I do. All of it."
There wasn't much else that needed to be said.
XXX
Anna was long gone. Although we had made it clear what we wanted to do in the morning, it wasn't until mid-afternoon that we began. Elsa needed to finish some errands and I needed to communicate with my team overseas before the time difference intervened with our progress. The good thing about working from home was that I could stay in my robe all day, which was far more comfortable than any of my work attire.
As the clock ticked by to show the perfect right angle of 3pm, I got a text on my phone.
Elsa: I'm on my way back. Another 10 minutes. Change into something old, clothes you don't really wear anymore or don't care about.
It wasn't a request. It was a command. Something told me that I was about to see a very different side of my daughter.
After changing into an old sleeping shirt and a simple pair of shorts, I sat cross-legged on the sofa in the living room, not quite sure what to do with myself. The space between my legs was already heating up in anticipation. To fill the time, I tied my hair again so it fell in a low ponytail down my back when I heard the main door unlock. "I'm home!" Elsa announced her presence.
I watched wordlessly as she shrugged off her jacket and hung it on the coat rack by the door, kicking off her shoes and leaving them to one side.
Elsa sat next to me, our legs brushing against each other. Her hair cascaded loose down her shoulders. "Are you sure you're okay with this?" she asked again, wanting to make sure. "I know you only saw Anna and me once, but from that instance, you should probably be able to pick up that I'm… rougher with her. But if you don't want that-"
"I do," I interrupted, gently taking her hand in mine to give it a reassuring squeeze. "I want to try new things with both of you. And although… rougher sex is new, I want to try it. Just to see. And the toys and whatever else you want to use."
Elsa's expression softened, the looks she gave me full of care. "Okay then. But before we start, you need to have a safe word. Something you say if things ever get too much. It doesn't have to be anything revolutionary, but it's especially important for us since this is our first time together and we're still navigating what you like. Just think of something you're unlikely to say during sex, and that's your safe word."
"Does Anna have one?"
"Yes."
I thought it over for a while before settling on one. "Forest."
"Forest," she repeated, turning the word over as it left her lips. "Forest it is." She got up, taking my hands in hers and pulling me to my feet. Elsa began to lead me to her bedroom, stopping right outside the door. Before I could open my mouth to question her, the wind was knocked out of me as she pinned me against the wall, capturing me in a suffocating kiss. It was far more heated than our first time, her confidence clearly skyrocketing as we collided. Her hands were on my cheeks, pulling me as close as she could manage while we french kissed.
My arousal began to climb as Elsa began to grind her body against mine, our clothes acting as an inconvenient barrier between us. Though it seemed she was as irritated as I was at this hurdle, as her hands wandered down my body. Just as I thought she was going to pull my shirt over my head, she moved upwards, her fingers curling firmly around the collar before ripping it apart. I could only breathe into her as she tore it off my body, letting it slide down my arms and fall to the ground, all while looking at me with a hungry gaze.
"I've waited ages to do that," she growled, sending shivers down my spine.
"So that's why so many of Anna's shirts have gone missing." She just laughed into my shoulder, the sound making vibrations against my skin.
I was taken aback to say the least. Elsa really wasn't kidding when she said it would be intense. My eyes could only roll back as she quickly put her mouth to work, sucking and biting at my shoulders and chest. When I felt her teeth make contact with my skin, it fueled me on. I knew I would be covered in hickeys by the time she was done with me and I welcomed that idea.
Her lips wrapped around my nipple and the feeling was intoxicating. To think that less than 24 hours ago, her sister was doing the same. The thrill of it all made me giddy.
Elsa wasn't afraid to give me all she had to offer. She was definitely intense, keeping me on edge with teeth and tongue. It was a welcome difference from Anna's gentleness the night before. My hands were on her shoulders to steady myself. Words of encouragement left my mouth, assuring her of what a good job she was doing, pleading with her to keep going.
Her patience was wearing thin. There was no teasing or gentle touches with this one. She sank down to her knees, her fingers around the elastic waistband of my shorts. She didn't rip those off, instead opting to pull them down my long legs, helping me step out of them and kick them aside. Goosebumps erupted all over as she stroked my legs, caressing the smooth skin.
"I want to taste you, Mommy." I wondered if she had spoken to Anna beforehand. If her sister had told her the power of that single word, or if she knew subconsciously what I wanted to hear. Maybe she just wanted to say it. Maybe she loved saying it just as much as I loved hearing it.
"Please." My voice was low and husky, saturated with lust and desire.
Her fingers curled around my thigh and pulled my leg so that one was resting on her shoulder, the other firm on the floor to keep me standing. I trembled in anticipation as she gently bit the inside of my thighs, her pearly whites leaving small marks as a permanent reminder of what we were doing.
When she finally reached her target, a deep moan escaped her. Elsa wasted no time, diving in and licking between my folds, her tongue exploring new territory. I moaned as she lapped me up, enthralled in the feeling I'd been deprived of for so long.
Who knew oral could ever feel so good?
My hands threaded through her hair, gripping it tightly so I wouldn't fall over entirely. If it hurt her, she didn't show it. If anything, it probably got her more excited as she just licked me faster, turning my shivers into uncontrollable tremors.
At the same time, her hands were on my ass, clawing at the soft flesh and adding to the pleasure beginning to consume me. Her nails dug in, undoubtedly leaving red marks on the skin. I hissed through my teeth as she squeezed tighter, the sharp sting of pain melding with her tongue to create a whirlpool of ecstasy.
"Fuck, you taste good," she mumbled between my kegs, loud enough for her words to be discernable.
Me on the other hand, I was slowly but surely becoming an incoherent mess. I didn't know whether it was Elsa's eagerness or the extra attention she was giving my behind, but I found myself racing towards the edge faster than I had anticipated. The feeling only grew when one of Elsa's hands came down hard on my ass, the sting of the slap knocking me forward, only to be held firm by her hands keeping me steady.
"Elsa… oh God, I… I'm going to... please…" I begged her. I begged my own daughter to push me over the edge. It was so wrong, but at that moment, I couldn't care less.
To my complete and utter dismay, she pulled away, standing up and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
"W-why did you-"
"I'll make it worth your wait," she whispered, giving me a peck on the lips. I could just barely taste myself on her, making me even more frustrated that I had been so close only to be denied my release. Before I could complain, she took me by the hands, leading me into her room.
The stark contrast between Elsa and Anna was obvious in their bedroom. Elsa's bed was nearly made, the sheets tucked together nicely, her desk organised, folders and binders keeping everything in place. On the other hand, Anna's bed was only ever made when I nagged her to do so, or when her sister did it for her. Papers and books littered her desk and the floor around it. How she was ever able to find anything she needed in that mess was a mystery to me.
"Say your safe word again for me?" Elsa brushed over the curve of my cheek with her thumb.
"Forest."
"Good girl." Those two words made me shiver. "If your mouth is full but you need to stop, tap my leg four times. Got it?"
"Got it."
Elsa's smile was genuine, but with a hint of mischief to it. "Kneel down."
I scrambled to follow her instructions, my knees sinking into the carpeted floor. My face was in line with the space between her legs, her jeans already considerably tented. Elsa worked to unbutton them, letting them fall to her ankles and stepping out of them, kicking them to one side. Her cock was clearly rock hard, constrained within her boxers. My eyes widened when she pulled them down, her penis springing out. It was just how I remembered it from that one previous encounter, and even though I was aching for release myself, I was just as eager to get a taste of her.
However, she didn't give me much time to act. As I opened my mouth, I felt Elsa's hand on the back of my head, forcing me forward. She guided herself into me, the head enough to already stretch my mouth. I widened my jaw, making sure I wouldn't accidentally nip her with my teeth.
One of her hands worked to control me, not immediately choking me but rather letting me get used to her size. The other effortlessly pulled her shirt away so she was as naked as I was. She hadn't even worn a bra. Elsa let me take the head before pulling back, then her cock was back in my mouth again a little further, then back out to breathe. I appreciated that she wanted to be rougher with me, but not overwhelm me at the same time.
"Fuck, Mommy," she muttered under her breath, gradually giving me more. "Your mouth feels so good." Her encouragement distracted me. The words washed over me, giving me so much validation to the point that I didn't even realise I had taken her entirely until my nose physically nuzzled against her abdomen. She held me there for a few moments, her chest heaving. I could feel her member reaching the back of my throat and I fought the urge to gag, instead opting to swirl my tongue around what I could, as if this action could commit the feeling to my memory.
Elsa pulled back, giving me a look of concern. "Was that too much?"
I shook my head, a line of spit leaking from the right corner of my lips. "I want more."
"As you wish," she smirked, gripping my hair and taking control once again. She was rougher this time, making me bob my head up and down her length at a steady pace. As we progressed, she sped up. There was no more question of whether I could take it all. We both knew I could.
She was brutal but it was invigorating. Spit leaked from my mouth as I felt her hit the back of my throat repeatedly. The sounds of my gagging bounced off the walls and it made my ears blush. I could feel a trickle of wetness make its way down my inner thigh and this only got me more excited. Never would I have ever thought I could become so aroused from giving my daughter a blowjob, and yet the evidence was beginning to drip onto the carpet.
"Get ready, Mommy," she warned, her voice wavering. "I'm about to cum all over your face." Again, it was an order rather than a request. A command that wasted no time waiting for permission. With those words, her hands moved at lightning speed, fucking my mouth until I was beginning to feel lightheaded. Before I could question it, she finally pulled back, stroking her cock as her entire body trembled. I knew what she was about to do and I opened my mouth wide in preparation, sticking out my tongue. My hands gravitated to my own breasts, feeling myself up as Elsa finally burst. Thick streams of her cum flew out of the tip, some landing in my mouth, some on my face, some on my shoulders and boobs, painting me a milky white. I swallowed what I could, relishing the sweet-salty taste as it coated my tongue.
When she was done for now, Elsa pulled me to my feet. Just as I thought she was going to pull me into another kiss, she turned me around swiftly, pinning me onto her bed, on my front with my ass sticking out over the edge.
"You deserve a reward."
I shuddered in anticipation as Elsa rummaged through her closet, extracting something from the bottom drawer. Two things, actually. One was a bottle of what I assumed was lubricant. And the other was a buttplug.
It couldn't have been more than a few inches in length and it wasn't eye-poppingly thick. Probably just enough for me to feel something there.
"Tell me… have you ever had anything in your ass, Mommy?" Her voice flowed off my ears like silk.
"Never." My reply was barely a whisper.
A low chuckle could be heard from behind me, followed by the pop of the bottle. A cool wetness was applied to my puckered hole, making me shiver. There was a break in her movements, what I assumed was Elsa putting lube onto the plug. My breath caught when I felt the silicon object press up against me.
"Breathe," she reminded me, her free hand running down the curve of my back. It was chilling. Elsa's hands were always cold, even in the most physically demanding of circumstances.
I let out a shaky breath when I felt her slide it in. It wasn't too intrusive, just enough for me to know something was there but not enough to hurt. Even though I'd never done any anal related things before, not even when I was masturbating, this felt good. It felt really good, and prompted my pussy to drip more drops of arousal onto Elsa's pale blue sheets.
Elsa mindlessly tapped the stopper that kept it in. I saw her stroking herself out of the corner of my eye, getting back to her full length. Once she was fully hard, she nudged the tip at my opening, holding back from pushing through entirely.
"Elsa…"
"Tell me what you want." She teasingly traced my lower lips.
"I want you to fuck me." The strength of my own words surprised me. "Please."
Elsa leaned forward, dotting kisses across the back of my shoulders. Her mouth was by my ear, gently nibbling the lobe. "How could I ever say no to you?"
In one swift motion, she buried herself inside me. Her girth made it feel like I was being split in half. I was thankful that she had gotten me so worked up before this, because if not, lubrication would have certainly been a problem. The combination of her cock and the plug made me feel fuller than ever.
"Oh fuck…"
Elsa chuckled. "Such a dirty mouth, Mommy." I let out a shrill scream, not only because she had begun to roll her hips, thrusting in and out of me, but also because her left hand came down hard on my ass. The sting caught me off guard, my skin tingling at the impact of it.
"More!" I begged. "Please, give me more."
I think my reaction must have pleased her, because she gave the other cheek an equal amount of attention. My fingers clawed at the duvet, nearly ripping a hole through it as Elsa rutted into me at an ever increasing pace. Her heavy balls slapped against my clit, adding to the sensation.
Elsa's hands alternated between spanking me and smoothing over the burning skin. Her cool palms were soothing, helping me balance the tightrope between pain and pleasure. She adjusted the angle of her thrusting, sending herself deeper inside me, hitting all the sweet spots.
"I have… something else… to… surprise you," she said between pants, pausing her strikes to let me respond.
"Surprise?" I was curious.
"I think you'll like it." Her hands were off my ass. I craned my neck to see her fiddling with her phone but never once losing her rhythm. My tongue was hanging out as I tried to keep breathing while pleasure overtook me. Elsa gave me a cheshire like grin before tapping her screen in a flamboyant fashion.
"Oh my God!" I let out a banshee cry when I felt the plug in my ass begin to vibrate at a powerful intensity. My eyes rolled back as both my lower holes were receiving the utmost pleasure.
"The wonders of Bluetooth," the blonde grunted, gripping my ponytail and pulling my hair, making my back arch. She leaned over me, latching her lips onto the side of my neck and sucking hard, undoubtedly leaving a noticeable hickey in her wake. Meanwhile, she jackhammered into me, faster than anything I had ever experienced before. The endless friction drove me further towards my impending orgasm.
When her free hand reached down to rub my clit, it became too much. My body was on fire and the buildup had lasted for so long. I screamed until my voice cracked, my vision going blurry through the tears of ecstasy as I let myself go. The sheets below were stained a darker colour as an endless stream of wetness squirted out of me.
My orgasm seemed to last for minutes, my pussy convulsing around her rock hard member. I could feel her shaft begin to throb as I came down from my high, signalling she was close. My suspicions were confirmed when Elsa's grunts grew more ragged. Within an instant, she pulled out, groaning as she stroked herself until she shot ropes of cum all over my back and ass. I felt each one hit me, the warm liquid coating me until Elsa was fully spent. With shaky hands, she took her phone and fiddled with it once more, the vibrations in my ass coming to a stop.
"Let's get this out of you," she cooed, gently spreading my ass cheeks apart and removing the plug. I hissed at the feeling. I was sure my ass would have been gaping despite the inherently small size of the plug.
I tried to roll over, the tension gradually leaving my body, but Elsa put out a hand to stop me.
"Don't move," she ordered, her steely gaze pinning me down. I didn't disobey her.
Once again rummaging through the illusive closet, she pulled out another tube of something. I recognised the drawing of the plant on the label. "It's aloe vera gel," she said, affirming what I thought the plant was. "It will help with the stinging and the redness."
The gel felt cool when it was squeezed onto my ass, a low hum rising from my throat as Elsa sensually rubbed it in. She was incredibly methodical about it, making sure every square inch of burning red skin was catered to. Once she was satisfied with her handiwork, she shifted me until I was lying fully on the bed before laying down next to me.
"Was that good for you?" she asked, her expression breached with a flash of uncertainty.
"Of course it was," I assured her, wanting to calm her nerves. I leaned forward to place a delicate kiss on her lips, one which she gladly returned.
She gave me a cheeky grin that reminded me of Anna when she was small, always the sister to stir up more trouble. "Good, because you've made such a mess of my clean sheets. I may have to punish you later for it and wouldn't be sure how to do that if you weren't into the rough stuff."
I pursed my lips, humming gently. "How about we clean up in the shower first, and after that, you can do whatever you want to me?"
I'm sure we both knew what I meant by 'clean up'.
Elsa's expression was one of pure eagerness and she pulled me to my feet on shaky legs, leading me to the bathroom. "You took the words right out of my mouth."
Unsurprisingly, it was a long time before we made it back to bed.
A/N - Hello loves. Writer's block hit me hard while writing this chapter, but here it is and I sincerely hope you enjoyed it. Iduna is certainly getting the love she so rightfully deserves.
Question: How would you all feel about getting Honeymaren involved? I know I alluded to it in the chapter but am not sure whether you readers would rather just keep it between Elsa, Anna and Iduna. Leave a review or drop me a PM to let me know what you think! I also realised I fucked up with Honeymaren's age because in Frozen 2, she was closer to Elsa and Anna's age rather than Iduna's which is how I wrote her in this story. That's my bad, so for the sake of this story, just slap another 20 years onto canon Honeymaren.
The next chapter may be one of Elsa, Anna and Iduna together, or one with Honeymaren depending on how much support that idea gets, or a filler chapter depending on where my mind takes me. Until then, stay safe and wear a mask :)