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His eyes opened, and the first thing he registered was the heavenly feeling embracing the length of his penis. His initial thought was that his mom had awakened, aroused and risen to its morning glory. Then he felt the soft warmth at his side and moaned as he realized who it must be.
"Daphne," he moaned, sensing his tester move in her sleep.
"Mhmm," she moaned around the shaft of his penis.
With a wet sound, she slid off him and, pulling back the covers, smiled at him. "Good morning, darling... I thought I'd come for breakfast while everyone else is still asleep."
"Daphne?" his sleepy mom's voice spoke up as she lifted her head.
"Good morning, Miss Black," the girl murmured before clamping her mouth back onto the head of his penis.
A single glance woke up his mom, and she stared at him with intense eyes as the girl sucked and licked his penis with deliberate slowness. Teasing every centimeter with her fingers and tongue, she watched his momer. After a few minutes, he placed his fingers on the back of her neck and gently pushed her down. Her eyes turned to him, desire mixed with embarrassment visible in her expression as she slid off the bed. Daphne made way for the mother, not saying a word, just gazing at him with eyes full of admiration. Her hand wrapped around the base, keeping him upright so she could lick and suck, and without hesitation, his mom's hand slid onto the girl's hand, and her lips pressed against the side of the large head.
He watched as the woman and the girl locked eyes, exchanging gentle kisses on either side of his penis. Occasionally, his erection pulsed, momentarily breaking the connection between them but intensifying when they reconnected. Until their mouths met the head of his penis, he felt his mom tremble.
"Kiss her," he commanded.
His mom looked at him, obediently nodding, and turned to Daphne with a fluttering chest. The girl didn't wait for another chance and pressed herself against the mom's lips. He saw Daphne's pink tongue slipping between her thick lips, and the faint sound of pleasure he heard from his mom nearly sent his sperm onto their faces.
Their fingers gripping the base of his penis felt the surge of blood, and he saw their lips curling at the corners, but neither of them broke the kiss. They simply shifted downward, embracing his penis, their tongues and mouths passionately pleasuring him as the passion between them grew.
"Finish what you were doing," he growled, unable to bear another moment of sweet torture.
The sight of trembling thighs and ample breasts as Daphne's talented tongue delved into her dripping sex was almost as hot as the sucking breath she let out, causing her cheeks to hollow around Harry's penis. The mom's eyelids fluttered open, and he saw her pupils dilate as hungry gasps emanated from her dripping pussy.
Clamping her mouth around Harry's penis, she sucked hard, but her attention drifted when his hands reached down to cup and massage her breasts. As Daphne slid her hand up and her fingers teased the mom's two holes, he convulsed, his back arched, and his hands gripped the bedsheets as she came hard. "YESSSSS!"
Her cry of pleasure echoed through the room as her body slumped back onto the sheets, limp and lifeless. Harry's penis still throbbed, and Daphne gazed at him greedily, licking her lips as she crawled up the mom's body. But Harry had other ideas. He turned her over, pulled her to the edge of the bed, and hoisted her slender legs onto his shoulders.
With Daphne's petite body stretched out before him, he entered her. She was so wet that he penetrated her pussy with a single thrust. Her eyes widened, and a "oof!" escaped her throat, but moments later, her eyes crossed, and a look of sleepy exhaustion settled on her face as Harry fucked her with gentle, shallow thrusts.
"You two look beautiful together," the mom murmured, rolling beside Daphne.
"This is... so... good... I'm... I... Kiss me!" The mom leaned over the petite minx, their mouths meeting as Daphne's pussy clenched around Harry's penis, drenching him with moisture. Harry didn't stop fucking her, and Daphne's orgasms rolled into one another as the mom kissed her all over her body.
Parting one of Daphne's thighs wide, Harry made room for the mom's tongue, which slid down his shaft and the girl's tight lips. The sight was incredible, and as the mom brought Daphne's clitoris to a massive orgasm, Harry was engulfed in a wave of climax. Plunging as deep as he could, he filled the girl's pussy, while she let out throaty moans of pleasure. Then, before his pulsing subsided, he withdrew and slid into the eager mouth of the mom, who sucked out the last drops before thoroughly licking him clean.
"That was amazing," Daphne breathed. Then her eyes flickered over Harry's shoulder, and she pointed at him. "Look, the sun is rising!"
Daphne was right. The storm had passed overnight, and, better yet, the power had returned. There were only glimpses of daylight, but it was better than the raging weather they had grown accustomed to.
After their impromptu threesome, the mom went to make coffee while Harry took a shower. He found Rose in the kitchen when he descended for a cup, sitting by the window and gazing out at the valley below.
"This place is beautiful when the blizzards are finally gone," she said.
"I don't know, it was beautiful here before the sun came out," she said, making a face, and he laughed.
"I guess you don't plan on being as sweet as syrup now," he teased. When he shook his head and nestled beside her, her frown dissolved into a mischievous smile. "Did Daphne scare the mom? She planned it last night."
"Not exactly," he said, hesitating, but when she raised an expectant eyebrow, he told her what happened, keeping the details to a minimum.
"She's a natural submissive, probably still carrying remnants of the arranged marriage she was pulled from before the wedding," Rose said matter-of-factly when Harry finished, earning his respect. Despite her demeanor and pretense, she was a sharp and pragmatic person, capable of seeing both the big picture and the details at the same time. She could have been a professional strategist or a general if she weren't a beautiful, slender girl.
"I called, remember?" She leaned against him and rested her head on his shoulder, watching as sunbeams broke through the clouds, illuminating the pristine realm of magic. "I have an idea for tonight... But the day is open. What are you thinking?" Her brows wiggled suggestively, but Harry pointed at the half-buried sled.
"I think I'll try to get it working. Can you imagine how much fun we could have riding in the snow today?"
"Forget about that. Can you imagine pictures of bunnies in the snow? I brought a pink and white snowboarding outfit, and I'll finally get to wear it." Her excitement grew with each word as she jumped up and threw her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. "Oh, thank you for promising that it'll work, Harry!"
"But I didn't... never mind," he could only chuckle as her feet bounded down the stairs, and she called out to her friends to dig out their snow gear and camera.
Rose had a way of creating her own reality, and even Harry got swept up in the whirlwind of her gravitational personality. It took him a few hours, spent trekking on snowshoes to the summit of the ski lift. Once there, he broke through tons of ice and cleared a path to the chair, then descended back down.
On arrival, he found the mom and the girls all set. Their cheeks were rosier than the weather warranted, and he detected a hint of mimosa in their breath as they piled onto the small chairlift seats. The lift didn't move quickly or hoist them high off the ground, but it made the kilometer-long hike he had just done infinitely easier.
After cramming together at the summit, where everyone sank into the powder, they descended into a powdery paradise. The single run was naturally formed and shielded from the worst of the storm by the mountain's edge and the tree line. Some spots were buried in thick powder, but most of the trail was an easy ride.
The girls took their time on the first run, stopping for photos and filming each other, while the mom had had enough of trudging through the snow for one day and headed indoors. Harry outpaced the girls, with Fleur joining him. The blonde was a talented snowboarder and kept up well as they hit a small jump along the way.
By the time the sun was high in the sky, they found themselves alone at the top of the mountain. Taking a break, they tumbled onto a soft pile of snow, enjoying the breathtaking view and ignoring it as they made love. One thing led to another, and Fleur straddled him, her jacket unzipped and her naked breasts exposed to the cold as she rubbed against his hardness covered by snowy pants.
"I knew I would find you somewhere." Rose's voice reached them above the creaking of the lift. Harry jerked his head in surprise as Fleur leaned back even more, the sun's rays bouncing off her pale, naked breasts. Rose came into his line of sight, throwing her snowboard onto the snow, landing beside them. She pressed against Fleur, who kissed her warmly, then turned her cheek so that both of them were gazing at Harry.
"Kiss your brother," Fleur breathed, her thighs tightening around his hips as her wet lips parted.
Rose looked adorable, with snowflakes clinging to her long lashes and white fur covering her face. When her rosy lips met his, Harry felt Fleur moving away from him. Then he got lost in the touch of the small sister's delicate fingers on his face. The cold air teased his penis, then the wet warmth, and Fleur continued to move alongside him.
He turned his head to break the kiss and see what she was doing, but Rose wouldn't allow it. The lips of his small sister curved into a smile, and then he felt something warm and delightfully smooth beneath his hand. Rose giggled as they kissed, the warmth leaving his penis for a chilling moment. Then her naked behind slid under his hand and settled on him, and his wet cock slid into her dripping pussy with a slow thrust.
"Rose moaned, her hands clenched into fists on his jacket as she slowly leaned back onto his cock. "I forgot... how good..."
"Thank you," Fleur sighed, collapsing onto his side, and the icy snow scattered around them and evaporated within moments. "Jesus... this is so fucking hot."
The blonde squeezed one of her large breasts, her torso tensing, and her fingers pointed as she touched herself with her other hand. Her pants grew taut and shifted around her hand as she rolled onto his side, trying to press as much of herself against him and Rose as she could. He kissed her, but she broke away after a second, her gaze wandering to where his cock disappeared into the crotch of sister.
"Fuck her, Harry," Fleur breathed, her eyes darkened with circles, and her body trembling as she hovered on the edge of orgasm. "Fuck your little sister's tight pussy."
"Yes!" Rose's scream echoed through the mountains, her fingers digging into Harry's arms as she held onto him, and her body stiffened as orgasm washed over her. "Oh God, Fleur... I can feel every inch of him... I'm going to come... again!"
Fleur sank to her knees, her hands pulling Harry's sister's face into a passionate kiss as she climaxed once more. Rose's jacket fell open, her shirt disappeared, and the girls made love. All the while, Harry gripped the firm hips of his sister and fucked her with determination.
After a few minutes, the snow around him turned into ice, and he thrust Rose out of the depression they had made. The amazing teen barely knew what was happening. Her body was limp, and her skin covered in steaming sweat, even in such cold weather. As Harry took her from behind, amazed once again as her firm teen breasts refused to bounce as he pounded her, Rose climaxed again, and Fleur's filthy words filled his ear as he flooded sister's pussy with his cum.
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