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Winter Schnee liked frequenting the upscale, but still rather seedy, backroom gloryhole in one of Atlas’s upper-tier stores. It wasn’t so gross as to be a washroom, which a lady of her standing and disposition wouldn’t stoop to, but still deliciously shifty and sleazy. It was the kind of place where people ‘in the know’ could go to and, under the guise of business, get their dick wet with whichever of the many sluts were working the backroom holes at the time. It wasn’t a structured thing, and anyone could be sitting behind the hole, ready to offer up their mouth to a nice, big cock. 

Winter liked being one of those. Between work and status, she didn’t have time to let loose or get laid, and scratch those urges of hers. A gloryhole, though, was perfectly anonymous, and she could sate her thirst for a good, hard dick without anyone knowing who she was. She could commit as much of her free time as she wanted, and suck whichever dick that pushed through the hole at her leisure - human or Faunus, male or female, it didn’t matter. 

This time, though, it did matter - very much indeed. She’d been through lots of people, so she was used to their mannerisms. She had bold ones that just strode up to the hole and jammed their cock through it with a rough demand to suck, others that offered up their cock almost shyly, and those that were timider still. She could tell, instinctively, from the way the newcomer shuffled their feet along the tile and saddled up through the narrow viewing booth and beside the hole that they were a nervous first-timer, and her heart pounded with glee.

“Hello?” came the nervous, timid voice, and a smile came to Winter’s lips. “Is - ahem. Is there someone here? That is, occupying this, uh - gloryhole?”

She knew the voice - there was no way Winter couldn’t. It was Weiss, her sister, sounding nervous like the first-timer she was, and the elder Schnee was practically jumping for joy. She’d known that Weiss would be coming, of course; she’d planned it all specifically so her schedule was clear for this very moment. Her sister was a pent-up virgin futa, which were three things that didn’t go well in combination with one another - years of sexual repression, bubbling up into sexual frustration. 

The girl, as Winter had so aptly expressed once, had a dick out to here, and she needed to get off. Winter wanted to be the girl that did it, and not out of any altruistic nature; no, it was because Winter craved her sister Weiss’s cock. She’d always wanted her sister in a way that no sister ever really should, but the incestuous thoughts didn’t bother Winter in the slightest. She wanted to suck the cum from her sister’s monstrously hung length, and wanted her to pound her brains out; it was a desire that was too strong for the elder sister to resist. 

Weiss was, unfortunately, the last person that would just fall into an incestuous relationship with her sister, regardless of how eager Winter was to go down on her cock. Winter thought about ways of seducing the younger girl and getting her into her bed, but the chances were rare and difficult to come by, and Weiss was stubborn besides. Things had aligned perfectly, however, when not so long ago Weiss expressed her desire to get off, finally, and her wish to experience a blowjob as her first time. 

Winter said nothing to her sister personally. Rather, she just planted the idea down - a few well-placed flyers, some innocuous adds to her scroll’s email, and some lien in the right hands had people suggesting an anonymous gloryhole to Weiss. Perfect for a first-timer, and better still, they told her, they knew an excellent and reputable place where all the up-scale Atlesians went to get off - now awkwardness or anything needed, just a bit of Lien to pay one’s fee. 

And Winter? She was ready and waiting for her, down on her knees in front of the hole, breathless in anticipation for her sister’s dick. Everything was set up perfectly, and now there she was, right in Winter’s grasp - she only had to open her mouth and take it. 

But first, she had to answer the question posed, and so Winter added an inflection to her voice and changed the pitch just a tad as her Specialist training taught her, and purred in a seductive lilt, “Sure is, honey. Why don’t you whip that cock of yours out and shove it in my mouth, hm?”

Winter couldn’t say she often played up the glorywhore aspect of the job, but it was positively delightful to put on an anonymous act when she knew her sister was on the other side. She could hear her shuffle nervously, and heard her taking slow, measured breaths, calming herself - and it was oh-so-cute. 

“A-ah, right, yes.” Weiss audibly swallowed from behind the partition, and Winter could hear the whisper of moving clothes. “Perfect.” 

She sounded so adorably nervous, and Winter wanted to reassure her that someone with a cock that big had nothing at all to be nervous about, but she couldn’t; not yet. As it was, she just waited patiently, tongue running over her lips, as she listened to her sister pulling out her cock right across from her. She couldn’t see much through the gloryhole itself, but she wasn’t peeking - this was like a birthday come early, and she was patient. 

“A-alright,” Weiss stuttered, her voice gently muffled, and Winter, again, licked her lips. The head of her sister’s cock came poking through the cut-out in the wall; gently and timid at first, like someone shoving their hand into an unknown space, but slowly and steadily inch after inch of the younger Schnee’s cock came pushing through. 

A lofty ten inches of cockmeat pushed through the hole - as long as a forearm and as thick as a slender wrist, and Winter stared at it with awe. Winter knew how monstrous her sister’s cock was, but seeing it in passing and admiring a bulge in her skirts was entirely different from having it dangling right in front of her face, filling out over two-thirds of the narrow hole and almost flopping against the bottom of the circle. It was massive, and she could barely contain her excitement at finally having it in front of her, ready to be worshipped. 

“T-there,” Weiss stammered, and cleared her throat as best as she could manage. “Uhm… please, do… what you do best.”

Winter chuckled at just how hard Weiss was trying to act normal. Her eyes stared at the big, thick cock with awe, and she ran her tongue over her lips yet again as her hand tentatively rose up. She set her silky palm against the broad girth, cupping the solid, hefty flank, and then surrounded her fingers around it. She felt it shudder against her hand and heard Weiss take in a brief and sharp intake of air, and smiled for it. A throaty hum left her lips as she hefted up the tremendous length of cockmeat, lifting the vascular underside away from the hard edge of the gloryhole, and a shudder ran down her spine at the sheer weight of it. 

“You’re a big girl,” she noted in her false voice, and she heard Weiss fidget. 

“W-well, I - that is, I hope that’s not an issue -”

“Most certainly not, ” Winter purred, and enjoyed the image of the flustered Weiss that her mind conjured up. “I haven’t had such an impressive dick in a long time, W - girl. I’m really going to enjoy it.”

She lifted the cock up a little bit more, admiring the way it almost flopped against her palm. Her fingers wrapped tight around the hardness, struggling to capture more than half of it between them, she pumped her fist tentatively. The cockflesh rolled against her smooth palm, the skin, though lined with veins, just as silky as her own, and excitement bubbled up in Winter’s chest. She listened to Weiss let out a small puff of air, and was smiling as she applied a second hand to the big, dense cock. She captured it with both hands, wrapping it in an embrace of fingers, and held fast. 

“And you’re going to enjoy it too, baby,” Winter purred, and pressed a kiss to the tip of the cock. 

Weiss’s groan was low and muffled, but it delighted Winter all the same. It was a sound that Winter needed to hear more of, and she didn’t hesitate - she wasn’t going to draw it out for longer than she needed to. She wanted Weiss cock something fierce, and she’d waited too long to put it off any more. Her lips kissed the head again, pressing in with barely contained hunger, prodding it with her wet tongue. Her hands angled the cock as her plump and painted lips parted with an eager breath, and slowly rolled along the head. 

She let Weiss feel the sensation of her soft lips sliding against her sensitive tip, and listened with satisfaction to her breathy noises. Her head moved down, letting the head dip down into the warm, clinging heat of her mouth, before pressing down with her lips and wrapping it in a snug embrace of softness. Her tongue lapped at the head, flicking up and down in long, thorough swipes, and Weiss let out a louder, more breathy noise. 

“W-wow,” she gasped, and Winter smiled around the mouth-filling cock-tip.

Winter pushed down without waiting, too eager to get to grips with the big, meaty shaft that conquered the gloryhole. Her mouth was positively salivating as her head pushed down, lips pressed nice and snug around the broad girth, taking it into the wet heat of her mouth as fast as she could. Hungrily, her mouth pressed down, taking inches of hard cockmeat between her lips and letting it slide over the velvety carpet of her tongue. Saliva slurped over the fat shaft and drooled along the width of it, and Weiss cooed and groaned across the thin partition. It was her first time being exposed to something so warm and wet, and Winter knew her brain must be scrambling. 

Her hands hugged the shaft tight, holding it still as her head descended on a full third of the long shaft, burying it inside of her hot, warm mouth. The tip was set prodding against the entrance of her throat far sooner than she expected, and Winter marvelled at her sister’s sheer size. Few could fill her mouth out like that in such short order, and Weiss’s cock was already attempting to break into her throat. Winter gurgled happily as the cock pressed against the fleshy barrier, but she didn’t go deeper. She let it languish in her mouth, curling the edges of her tongue around the heft log of girlcock, tickling it gently. 

Her hands, meanwhile, pumped at the lower portions of stiff dickmeat, and rolled the hard skin along between her fingers. They clamped down hard against the rock-tough cock, applying enough pressure to send veins throbbing, and pumped at it with deft and measured strokes. It was certainly amongst the largest dicks she’d ever held before, and as her hands pulled along the many engorged inches, she admired just how hung her sister was. 

“Oh, dust, ” Weiss groaned in her stall, perhaps thinking she couldn’t be heard, and Winter wanted to preen. She did not, but instead rolled her head back deeply, letting her lips slide against the hard cock and leaving a long line of wetness in her wake. Saliva slurped and squelched in her mouth as the shaft was dislodged, but she was too skilled, at present, to let any spill out - she contained inside, leaving a pool of wetness for the dick to work though, and just rolled her white head of hair off it. 

The head popped out with a wet noise, and immediately Winter ran her lips against it, kissing hard. She attacked it from either side with hot and quick presses of her mouth, letting her soft lips squished down against the sensitive glans. Her fingers squeezed and fluttered against the hardness at the same time, caressing it in the ways that she knew people loved. It throbbed gratefully in reply, and she was smiling as she pressed hotter, open-mouthed kisses against the side of the bulbous tip. 

She heard Weiss’s breathing hike. “T-that’s - wow. ” 

Winter’s lips parted and surrounded the side of the cock-tip, engulfing it in another hot embrace. She adjusted her head as her tongue licked across the ruddy head, aligning herself properly with the thick slab of cockmeat. She pushed down again, sliding her mouth along the meaty shaft, taking as much into the wetness pooling inside her jaw as she could. The head slammed through the sloppy ocean of liquid, driving it aside in strings and ropes that squelched as they were moved. The cock quickly filled her cheeks out again, pushing them comfortably wide, and the head bounced against the roof of her mouth before hitting the entrance of her throat.

Her neck rolled as her head dragged back and forth, sliding her mouth along the huge shaft before swallowing it up again. Her lips were wide around the wrist-thick girth, her cheeks bulging comfortably, and Winter was loving it - loving the way her sister’s cock filled out her mouth so well, the raw hardness of it, and the throbbing thickness. It was tough around her lips, so hard that it felt like metal, and she adored it. She eagerly drove her head down, taking it inside of her warm mouth with gusto, lavishing it with all of the attention that she could.

“Oh,” Weiss panted, her voice muffled and low. “Oh.”

Winter moved up and down, her head pulling back and then driving back down, neck rolling with all the smoothness of her many months of experience. She bobbed on the upper half of cock, not taking any more than she needed to - almost five inches of it, filling out her cheeks and pressing down on her soft tongue. The pink muscle flexed and twisted around the mass that weighed her down, slapping and tickling the hardness that so easily conquered her mouth. She pushed saliva against it, lathering it in the sticky wetness, leaving Weiss groaning on the other side. 

The elder sister moved with a single purpose - well, two, if she wasn’t being altruistic. She wanted to make this blowjob and gloryhole experience Weiss’s very best, and make sure she knew how pleasurable a mouth could be; and further, Winter wanted to show her sister’s magnificent dick the best dick-sucking she could offer. She eagerly went at it, sucking and slurping, her hands tugging and pulling at the bottom sections, ensuring that not an inch of it was left untouched and unsatisfied. 

It tastes so good, her lustful mind thought, and she groaned happily. 

She gurgled as she went down over and over, slobbering over the upper half of cock. Saliva bubbled out between her lips in thin lines as she went at it harder and faster, gobbling up inch after inch as if she were starved for it. Her head bobbed and white hair bounded as she slurped at the stiff meat, which was now so slick with saliva that her movements became simple; it was like skating on ice, and she had no trouble in sliding back and forth. Each noise she made was loud and sucking, like a vacuum, for both sisters’ benefit. She wanted Weiss to know exactly what it was like, and made sure to play it all up. 

The flat expanse of her textured tongue dragged across the underside of the vascular shaft, caressing the pale dickmeat in ways that sent it trembling. It felt powerful and virile against her tongue, and she could almost taste Weiss’s potency on her lips. It was a good feeling and a better taste, and Winter wondered how she’d gone for so long without having it inside of her mouth; she sucked harder for it, slurping eagerly on the dick, working her head back and forth with ever-increasing speed. Wet, sloppy noises rang out into the open air, and the girldick pulsated harder against her palms in consequence. 

Such an amazing cock, Winter praised internally, and gleefully went down on the broad slab that stuck so comically through the gloryhole. It was massive, something more akin to a Faunus’s cock than a Human’s, and it almost totally filled out the circular cut-out. Anyone else that manned the stall might have baulked, but Winter was loving it. She showed her love by eagerly gobbling up inches of girldick at a time, swallowing it between her lips and lavishing it with the attention of her hot, drooling mouth, bathing it in heat and licking it with her tongue, drawing out powerful pulsations. 

However, her ministrations might have been too good - Weiss was, after all, a pent-up virgin, and Winter had experience handling more stubborn cocks. The girl’s dick started to swell out against her lips in that tell-tale sign, and it pulsated rapidly in her mouth. She knew that she was close, and that disappointed Winter - but she didn’t stop. She kept going, diving down on the cockmeat with increasing fervor, reluctant to let the moment end. She let another inch sink into the willing embrace of her mouth and slurped hard at the same time, hollowing out her cheeks, and causing the head to press firmly into the entrance of her throat - but that only made the orgasm approach faster.

“O-oh, Maidens, ” Weiss gasped throatily. “I’m - I’m close, stra - lad - madame? I’m - I’m close -”

Winter didn’t even consider pulling off. Not for a first-timer, and certainly not for Weiss. Her head kept rolling down, showing the head the blissful feeling of her inner throat and tickling the rest of her dick with her licking tongue and tightly-pressed lips, while her hands worked in a lewd handjob. She stroked through the saliva already running down the heft length in thick lines, and sent it all squelching between her tightly-clamping fingers - dribbles of the stuff sooner sent pattering against the tiled floor. 

“I - o-oh! ” Weiss gasped. “I didn’t know a blowjob could be so - so - wow - ”

The cock pulsed hard, enough to send a shudder running through Winter, and the cock abruptly exploded in an orgasm. Winter had expected her not to last all that long at all, but she hadn’t been expecting the violent eruption that suddenly filled her mouth. It was a blast of semen and a flood of rich, white cum that immediately washed through her jaw, rushing through the gaps of her teeth and over them at the same time. It slurped under her tongue and over it, washing against her cheeks and pumping into the entrance of her throat.

Winter gurgled and sputtered powerfully as cum flooded her mouth, while Weiss groaned and wheezed from the other side of the stall. She sounded like she was caught in bliss, and Winter enjoyed the lewd sounds even as she struggled around the sudden mouthful of cum. It just kept going, pumping out spurt after spurt of rich, white seed into her jaw, blasting her mouth like a firehose let loose. She made wet, sloppy noises as her tongue was buried in an ocean of creamy baby-batter, barely able to shift through the weight of all that liquid. 

She began to gulp it down - almost doing so eagerly, reverentially, swallowing her sister’s seed as it deserved. She gulped it with hard, rhythmic rolls of her throat, swallowing it even as her head continued to roll along the broad girth and the cock continued to send out streams of gooey liquid. It bubbled out between her lips as the friction sent it rolling out in strings and lines, and the gurgling, sputtering sounds got thicker. She practically milked the cock for the thick, hearty load inside of Weiss’s balls, with Winter moving with the single-minded intent to drain her sister dry. 

“Oh my -” Weiss was gasping, panting hard and fast, while Winter just continued to slurp at her cock over and over again. The cock blasted out the entirely of her load, drowning her mouth in warm waves of Schnee seed, and Winter gulped it all down as if it was a drink. She slurped on the shaft milking it more and more, draining her balls dry to the best of her abilities. There was a lot of thick baby-batter; too much for her to handle, in truth, and for every gulp, more was sent squelching out of her lips and down her chin, but Winter didn’t care. 

Even after the cock stopped cumming minutes later, she kept going. She bobbed her head along the broad girth, filling her lips with semen-stained cockmeat, still swallowing down the jizz that coated her cheeks and tongue and painted her teeth over in another layer of white. She happily sucked on it, her cheeks hollowing out as she pulled like a vacuum, reluctant to let go even after her climax.

“H-Holy shit,” Weiss swore, for the first time Winter had ever heard her do so. Her voice was breathless, her tone panting, and her satisfaction was obvious. She sounded in awe, like a girl that had just seen an amazing sight for the first time, and Winter flushed with satisfaction. “That was amazing. ”

Winter didn’t reply, even though she loved the sound of it. She just kept going, bucking her head hard and fast, and felt the cock throb in reply. She knew a girl like Weiss would have a very small gap before she was ready to go again, and she knew intimately just how swollen out her balls were; she had loads backed up for days at a time, and Winter was going to drain each one of them. It wouldn’t be hard to coax out another, she knew, and sucking at her post-orgasmic cock was already making her shiver and groan. 

“Y-you’re still going,” Weiss gasped, amazed. “I - wow. I, uh, thank you, stranger, but I really must - I really must be going. I only came for the one, uh, climax -”

Winter’s white hair fluttered around her shoulders as she slurped on the shaft with eager, mechanical rolls of the head, her tongue shifting through the ocean of semen and pulling it backward into her throat. She swallowed it down, clearing out her mouth with each passing moment, and working at the dick with vigour at the same time. 

Weiss continued to pant from her side of the wall, unable to handle the sensations washing through her post-orgasmic shaft. “I really should be going, though, I don’t have that much time - I just stepped in for a moment, is all -”

Winter knew that was only a half-truth, and continued to go down on her sister. 

“I - I really shouldn’t stay -” Weiss groaned, and Winter heard her fists thump against the partition as if trying to steady herself. “Oh, Dust, that’s - that’s so good - ”

She imagined how tight Weiss’s face must be; her face scrunched up and her brows drawn down out of the sheer stress of the blowjob. She knew the girl couldn’t handle the skilled ministrations of someone who frequented a gloryhole, and Winter was loving the power she had over her. She was determined to show her just how good it could be, and how good Winter would be for her. She didn’t let up though Weiss insisted on it, and seduced her into staying just that little bit longer with the rapid dips and pulls of her bobbing head. 

“I-I guess I can stay,” Weiss gasped, “f-for one more round -”

Winter was smiling as her head pushed down, continuing in the rapid, downward beat. She gobbled up inch after meaty inch, polishing the cum-stained cock with her lips, leaving it polished with saliva. The clear fluid dropped down to the ground like rain, and quickly left forgotten. She eyed the thick, pale girth even as she went down on it, admiring the size and heft, and staring at the untouched inches ahead of her. 

She popped off the cock in a sudden fit of movement, and the obscene pop was heard between the stalls. Saliva dripped off the bulbous head in long, sticky lines, and it hung from her lips in damp strings. Winter panted as she stared down at the ruddy, shining tip, her tongue quickly probing her lips, and her hands took up the task of her mouth by pumping along it rapidly. She stroked it hard and fast, replacing her soft lips with a silky-smooth palm, massaging fluids into the snowy-white skin. 

It was only for a moment, though. Winter spread her knees and moved down, and set her mouth against the heaving flank of the thick shaft. She kissed it hungrily, scraping the edge with her teeth, and pressing down firmly. She kissed her way down the shining cock, rubbing her soft lips against the drool-coated length without a care. Her hungry growls passed through her lips and into the cock itself in a way that she knew would set Weiss’s teeth on edge, and the little gasps confirmed it.

One hand cupped the opposite side of the cock from her mouth, and the other moved down to rest on her widening knees. There were seats in the booth to make the occupant comfortable, but Winter liked to kneel down before the hole, like a slut; she enjoyed being the glorywhore when she was working, pretending as if she was slumming it for a few brief moments. The hard floor against her legs and the nameless cocks poking insistently out of holes delighted her, and she easily lost herself in the lewdness of it all. 

She worked her lips against the cock, sliding up and down in endless kisses, leaving more and more saliva rolling down the paleness. As she pressed her lips eagerly down against the thick, throbbing base of the cock, she felt a momentary twinge of annoyance that she couldn’t work at her sister’s surely swollen balls - but she made up for it a moment later by setting her tongue against the thick rod, and feeling the virile pulsations from within. 

Winter’s tongue dragged up the beefy surface, caressing the smooth inches and the throbbing veins, and drew moans from her sister’s lips - muffled ones, but moans all the same. She listened to their sweet music as she licked her way along the cock, working her tongue over the thick, throbbing flank of it, attacking the bulging curves of it with relish. Her tongue swirled along the engorged inches before sliding up and along the sensitive and rubbery tip, tracing the ridged head and over the tip of it, sending a series of throbs down its length. 

“That feels so good,” Weiss whined, her composure slipping, and her fingers scratching at the partition - and Winter loved it. She actively tried to draw out more of those reactions as she licked her way along the cock, attacking it with parted lips and open-mouthed kisses, bathing the many aching inches in warmth. Her hand was tight around the opposite side, and offered it up to her lips like it was corn; she adjusted it constantly, holding it firm and propping it up, kissing and licking fiercely. 

Her tongue flexed hard as she licked her way over it, as if it was candy for her enjoyment. She lapped at the swollen inches of dickmeat, rubbing her lips along the hard edges, before pressing down with her lips in hot and hungry kisses that left saliva dripping down like a waterfall. She didn’t care about being sloppy, or letting thick, sticky sounds echo out - she enjoyed it, even, and she just wished that Weiss could hear it more intimately. Her hand, at the same time, pulled and pumped along the opposing side, caressing it with fluttering fingers, and it throbbed gratefully. 

“Your tongue ,” Weiss praised, clearly not at all caring about ‘being in a rush’, or whatever she’d said. It brought a smile to Winter’s lips, and she was smug as she kissed the head over and over again. “You’re incredible. ”

If only she knew, Winter internally laughed, but outwardly did nothing as she lapped at the thick dick. 

She worshipped every thick and throbbing inch of it, showing the monster cock the love and adoration it deserved, and leaving nothing untouched. She settled firmly onto her knees as she licked down, moving underneath the cock, and swiftly running her tongue over the vascular underside in long and through licks. Weiss’s groans got louder as sensitive sections of cockmeat were stroked by her dexterous tongue, and Winter smiled all the more - and worked her tongue harder still.

It was almost amusing how comical it was for a ten-inch girldick to poke free of a little hole, like a white-fleshed colossus, but it only made it more attractive. It offered up a great deal of her to work her skills on, and she traced veins with the tip of her tongue, worked circles into the broad girth, and drew patterns against achingly stiff flesh. Her hand pumped hard in synchrony, moving the shaft around to give more access to her tongue, and she was able to work across every last pale inch of it. 

“I’m - I’m -”

Weiss, though, was unable to handle it. Her post-orgasmic cock was already throbbing hard, her voice rising up in panting moans, her tip twitching with arousal - Winter knew she was close. It was fine; she didn’t care at all how fast of a shot she was, because Winter, being the good, older sister she was, wanted to take every last drop she could. Weiss’s warning came out quicker this time, a rush of words and a moan trailing it, and Winter just let it happen. 

The orgasm was just as sudden and just as volcanic, but Winter was ready. She planted her lips right on the tip, surrounding it with the soft muscles, and only the tip - the rest of the cock hanging free from the hole. Her hands swept up and grabbed it in two fists, one over the other, and as dick climaxed for a second time, she started to pump hard and fast. She worked her palms over the swollen and spasming cock, holding it tight like it was a wild animal, and deliberately pumping away to coax out thick streams of Weiss’s seed. 

All of it splashed into her mouth for a second time, and Winter greedily accepted every last drop of it. Without the dick in the way, she was able to fill her mouth out more than before, and the thick, cream-like jizz formed a lewd ocean in no time at all. She was practically guzzling it down, her throat rippling with motion, even while still accepting more of the thick stuff; her hands pulling hard, drawing out more streams of the hot fluid, as if she was desperate for it. Weiss panted, audibly slumped against the wall, a hint of her pale pelvis visible through the gap. Winter imagined with glee just how weak her sister’s knees must have been right about then, and was amazed at how happy the thought made her. 

“ Heavens, ” Weiss groaned, her voice whimpering. “That - that really does feel good. I - I didn’t think -”

The girl gulped loudly, and didn’t speak for another long minute - there was only the sound of cum overflowing Winter’s mouth, staining her chin in white, creating a syrupy-thick chorus that filled both stalls. Winter’s swallows and gulps were just barely audible over it, while Weiss’s panting and moaning made for a delicious backdrop to Winter’s ears.

“Amazing,” Weiss gasped after a long while. “I - that was very good, miss. Really - really good.”

Before Winter could try to start sucking again, Weiss was pulling back - sliding her massive cock out of the hole, dribbling so much saliva and cum in her wake that it snagged on the edge of the circle and began to drip down limply. Winter watched the fat fucktool retreat with annoyance, but she was too busy swiping cum from her chin, licking her lips with her tongue, and just generally swallowing it all down into her stomach. 

“I - really, thank you. I confess that I needed that very badly.” 

Winter smiled, and bit down on her lip. She dropped her voice again, and lowered her lips to the gloryhole. “No problem, baby. I love working with a nice, big dick like that.”

She licked her lips, musing. “Hey - I’ll be here next week at the same time. Show up, and I’ll show you something else I can do with my mouth. It’ll blow your mind, while I’m blowing that big, fat girlcock.”

Her words were cheesy as hell, she knew that, but they fit perfectly with the false persona she was putting on for Weiss - and Weiss couldn’t tell the difference between some anonymous slut, and her sister. 

“I - I don’t know,” Weiss protested, quickly dressing up as if in a rush, and Winter frowned. 

“Trust me,” Winter purred, avoiding the begging edge that crept up in her throat. “You’ll love it - and a dick like that on a girl like you? It needs to be satisfied, and I’ll be happy to do it, baby.”

“I - I’ll think about it,” Weiss said in a rush, and quickly exited the stall, the door slamming behind her.

Winter slumped, brows drawn down, and sighed. She’d hoped to hook her sister right then and there, but maybe… well, she could find another way to get that dick in her mouth again, probably -

“Hey, slut,” a voice said, and Weiss realized that another person had taken the booth. A cock slid through, this or markedly smaller than her sister’s, and Winter let out a little sigh. “Get to suckin’, alright?”

Winter rolled her eyes, but even as she surrounded the new tip with her mouth, her thoughts were on her sister’s delicious dick. 

"Hello?" Weiss's tentative voice called out, and Winter licked her lips in an almost predatory manner. 

"Hello," Winter husked, directly into the gloryhole. Her lips were just an inch away from it, and she was ready and willing. "You're back."

"Y-you remember?" Weiss stuttered, clearly nervous, but more eager than Winter had ever heard her. 

She had to suppress the urge to laugh. She'd been shadowing her sister's movements and her not-at-all-secretive plans, and she'd been delighted when her sister made to return. She was also happily waiting for her once again, taking her dutiful place on the other side of the partition, mouth almost salivating for her dick. 

"Of course," she continued her masked voice, inflecting enough seduction into each word that she was sure Weiss would be shivering with desire, "I'd never forget a hung girl like yourself. And I did make a promise, after all... so why don't you come get what you came here for?"

"R-right, of course." Weiss sounded like she, too, was trying to hold back her excitement, and Winter was happy to hear it. Her sister had been elated for days after her orgasmic visit to the hole, like she was walking on clouds - and Winter was going to keep her like that, until she was hooked on what she could offer her. 

Her dick, again, came pushing through the hole, but this time, Winter's mouth was ready and waiting for it. As her hot breath washed over the dick, she could feel Weiss hesitate; her hips wavering, the cock resting against the entrance to the hole, but a sultry chuckle on Winter's part seemed to embolden her. She slipped her cock forward, guiding it through the hole, and this time, she found Winter's outstretched tongue and her hot lips waiting for her. 

Her cock slipped along the carpet of her plush tongue, sliding along the velvet mass by the inch - rubbing across the outstretched muscle, sending a pleasant throb along the hard, meaty length. The weight of it was immense, of course, and her tongue couldn't hope to even try and hold it up; but it just bridged the gap between tongue and mouth, and just as quickly the head was pushing against her bottom lip and then sent down into the welcoming heat beyond. 

"Ahhh..." Weiss sighed the very moment her cock-tip was enfolded by the clinging heat she'd felt just a week prior. She eagerly jabbed her hips against the gloryhole, sliding several inches of hard cockmeat right through, and into Winter's welcoming mouth. The elder Schnee sister happily took it, every last inch, letting Weiss push more and more into her mouth and across the bridge of her tongue until her cheeks were filling out neatly. 

Weiss, naturally, stopped when her head hit the back of Winter's mouth, pressing against her throat, but Winter knew she would. She wasn't looking to perturb the girl, so she shifted back, with her lips clamping down nice and tight. She held the shaft in a firm grip as she slurped her way up the meaty length, and Weiss followed by pushing the rest of her cock through the circle - all ten inches of it, like a proud spear of fuckmeat that any woman would be happy to claim. Winter, though, just wanted to blow her sister's mind, and she was ready to do it. 

She pushed back down the cock, much as she had the week before - but her hands were braced on her knees, and she used nothing but her mouth. She went down on her shaft, letting it fill out her lips and stretch her cheeks, and she made a loud, wet noise as the head prodded at the spongy entrance of her throat - but then she kept going still, letting the head punch through and slip down into the tight rings of flesh beyond, and Weiss let out a load and throaty gasp. The sensation of tightness and clinging warmth rushed down her cock, and Winter gave her a moment to adjust before going down further still. 

"W-what - O-oh." Weiss let out a huge sigh. "That's your throat - oh, gosh, that's so tight."

It wasn't the tightest thing she could have if she wanted it, but Winter wasn't going to push her luck. She just slipped down the hard girth, letting it fill out her throat by the inch, her mouth swallowing up inch after inch of the throbbing bulk. It rolled over her soft tongue, which was curling and flexing amidst pools of thick saliva even then - caressing, coaxing, heightening Weiss's pleasure. Down the cock went, filling out her throat, bulging pink flesh under its immense weight and size, and a happy gurgle left her lips.

Winter didn't take it all the way inside on the first push. Even she had to adjust, and she needed to pace herself if she wanted to do it right, so she rolled her head back with a smooth movement. Her head pulled away, and her lips pulled along with it, hugging the firm, dense haft as she moved. Thick, sloppy saliva was pulled out of her throat by the cock, adding to the warmth pooling around it. Weiss moaned pleasantly as her slick cock was cooled by the outside air, but it wasn't for long; as soon as Winter had the tip nestled against her lips, caressed by the plump masses of pink, she was pushing right back down.

She let it fill out her mouth again and gurgled happily as it pushed down into her throat, driving aside the slick walls with ease and delving deeper still. She went down past two-thirds of girthy cockmeat, and she admired just how well it filled her throat up, and how it felt as it pulsed against the soft lining. It was wonderful, and excitement bubbled up in her chest as she slobbered against it. Her lips went wide around the bottom half of the girldick, stretched into an almost ludicrous ring, but her grip was tight and snug, and that was all that mattered. 

Her head rolled back again, pulling off the shaft with a series of wet squelches and a slutty slurping noise, but she didn't go all the way up. She stopped on the upper-third of pale cockmeat before going back down, reversing the movement of her head with well-practiced ease and letting it stab right back down into her throat. The cock pushed through the clamping rings of tight flesh and stretched her throat out around it, and her eyes prickled at the strain that came with such a heft shaft; it was big, and her throat was tight - a perfect combination, in her mind. 

"So soft and hot," Weiss groaned, apparently not caring that she was saying such lewd things out loud - but then, she thought the two of them were total strangers that would never know one another in public, so Winter would forgive her. "It's like you're squeezing my cock..."

Winter was smiling around the broad, pale slab of fuckmeat, even as she went down on it. She rolled her head along the throat-clogging dick, letting it slide free until only the upper reaches were bathed in the saliva of her mouth and lavished with the attention of her flicking, teasing tongue, before going back down again. It plunged into the hotness of her throat, which caressed each inch of the cock. It delved down, through the velvet channel, sinking in so deep that it brought tears to Winter’s eyes - but she happily choked herself on the hard, lengthy girldick. 

Her head rolled as she sucked and slurped on it, moving back and forth with sinful ease. She gulped on the hard cock, swallowing it up inch after inch, before rolling off of it again. She deepthroated the cock without trouble, taking more and more by the moment, until her nose was brushing up against the hard, white surface of the wall, inches away from the lewd scribbling that marked it. Every last inch of Weiss’s shaft was buried inside her clamping throat, and the pressure of it was immense -pushing out her throat, stretching it around her girth, and going so far down that she could swear it was almost at her stomach. 

“I didn’t think a t-throat could fit all of it,” Weiss moaned, her hand slapping against the partition. “Oh, goodness - you’re excellent at this.”

Winter focused on deepthroating the dick with all the skill she could manage. She rolled her head back and forth in skillful bobs, working herself back and forth, letting the cock slide from between her lips and hang out in the empty air before driving herself back down and burying it inside of her hot, clamping throat. She moved without a care, happily exchanging oxygen for cock, letting her throat ripple and swallow as it struggled to pull in air. She gurgled wetly around the throat-conquering girldick, letting saliva bubble up inside her mouth and bathe the inches left untouched by her throat in its warmth. 

Saliva sloshed around wetly, and some spilled from between her wide lips, but she didn’t care about how sloppy she was. She enjoyed the sloppy blowjob, and committed to the act of a stranger in a seedy stall just to give her sister the pleasure she deserved - and that Winter craved. She moved with gusto, slurping and sucking on the cock she was deepthroating, coughing wetly with each willful, impaling movement of her head. She stroked it with her fluttering insides, and felt it throb powerfully in turn; Weiss’s cock was unused to such tightness or sticky warmth, and the effect was palpable.

“O-oh, I can’t - I can’t last very long!” The girl cried out, very clearly bracing herself against the wall and pumping her hips, as if seeking to get the last little bit inside of Winter’s hot throat. “This is incredible - mmmgh - I’d never imagined it, but…”

She cut herself off with another moan, while her cock throbbed hard. Winter, seeking to tip her sister over the edge further, and cement this activity as something she could indulge in without thinking about it, kept on going - driving her face down, pushing her lips so securely around the bulging base that she was touching the gloryhole itself, her nose nuzzling hard plastic as she shoved herself onto the shaft. She gobbled up every last inch and slurped on it with vacuuming motions, while her throat rippled in a bid to draw in air and her tongue clumsily licked at the engorged flesh between her lips - a combination that sent Weiss further over the edge.

“I’m going to cum!” The girl groaned under her breath, voice tight, and Winter very deliberately held herself down - and stayed there, burying every last throbbing inch of girldick into the tight depths of her throat, letting it rest there like she was just a sheath for it. She remained in place for many long moments, bathing it in the warmth and sloppy stickiness, while Weiss’s orgasm mounted and rose. Her lack of motion seemed more agonizing if anything, and soon Weiss was crying out in pleasure, and Winter’s lashes fluttered. 

The cock erupted in orgasm, much like last time- only this time, Winter didn’t taste very much. Instead, the cock blasted out its thick, hearty load while it was lodged two-thirds of the way down her esophagus, filling out her neck so far that it was bulging. Weiss’s creamy semen was sent flooding down the base of her throat and down it like a faucet, pouring her baby-batter directly into her stomach as if straight from the tap. Pump after pump of her release filled her, and the heat pooled inside her in a way that left Winter breathless.

Her eyes almost rolled back as she let out a throaty groan, which sent vibrations shuddering through the spasming rod of cockmeat. She could feel every pulsation of her cock as it came, from the throbbing veins to the heaving flanks, the trembles like a pulse. It pumped hard like a hose, and sent spurts of creamy jizz down her esophagus - so much so that she felt as if she had just eaten a nice, big meal. It made her feel comfortably full, but Winter wanted more - she wanted to taste it, to feel it, to work at it, but she couldn’t. She’d rather give Weiss the full experience of a deepthroat, and that included letting her pump every last drop down her throat and into her tummy. 

“Incredible,” the other girl panted, hard and fast.

She held herself there until Weiss had nothing else to give, and slowly pulled off the cock with a series of wet pops. She held the head between her soft lips for a few long moments, sucking at the head hard, as if pulling out the last droplets of seed. Her tongue flicked across the head, making Weiss moan just that little bit more, before popping off with an obscene noise. Immediately, Winter started to huff in quick breaths to fill her empty lungs, and ran her tongue over her mouth to wipe away saliva. 

“That was incredible,” Weiss told her, still panting even though she wasn’t the one that had choked and slobbered on a cock. “So good.”

“Worth the return trip?” Winter asked, her voice now naturally thick and disguised by the deepthroat - cum clinging to her throat walls, and her lungs still huffing in air. 

“Yes,” Weiss said simply, trying not to sound nervous. “I…”

Winter pressed her lips to the side of the cock, and smiled against it. When she spoke again, her words purred against the flank, and it throbbed in return. “I’m glad. I bet you haven’t had someone choke on your dick before, huh?”

“I - n-no, I can’t say I have.”

“Then I’m your first,” Winter purred, running her tongue along the cock in a long, lewd lick. “You deserve all your firsts, girl. A cock like this deserves it... and I’d be happy to help.”

She kissed again, hungry and heavy, letting saliva pool on the already drool-slicked length. “Do you have time for another round, or are you going to pretend to run away again?”

She was sure Weiss was red on the other side, but she swallowed hard. “...Will you deepthroat it again?”

“As many times as you want.”

“Well.” She heard the eager pause in Weiss’s voice. “Once more, at least.”

“Alright,” Winter chuckled, and realigned it with her mouth. “Once more.” 

The cock really was heavy, and it weighed down the upturned curve of her face nicely. The weight was reassuring for Winter, an indication of just how well-hung the Schnee girl was, and the virility of their family name. It was a magnificent cock, and she happily lavished it with the attention of her mouth just as it deserved. It was so effortlessly long that it covered her face from chin to forehead, pushing down her cheek like a pillow, rubbing across the bridge of her nose, over an eye, and even poking into her hairline without even trying; Winter was just a cockrest.

She really, really didn't mind it, though. From the underside of the big, meaty shaft, she ran her tongue along the many engorged inches, dragging it up and down with eager licks and flicks. She worked at it with eager rolls, flicking across the vascular underside with deft movements that sent the flesh trembling, and traced along the ridges of veins. She probed the contours of the cock, trailing along the curving flanks and the thick base, mapping them out with her tongue. She traced patterns into the dense flesh - not random movements, but writing out her name with teasing flicks along the throbbing flanks, her sister's name along the underside, and other slutty praises with each nimble flick. 

Her sister, of course, didn't know a thing, and only understood that she had some eager slut working at her cock from the other side of a hole in the wall. For now, that suited Winter just fine, and she hungrily lapped at the big, fat slab of dickmeat, running the flat of her tongue across every pale inch in reach. She didn't move away from the underside, and just let it flop against her face as placed hungry, purring kisses along its length; each one carrying so much sexual frustration and raw desire that only an inexperienced futa like Weiss wouldn't understand it for what it was. 

"You're so big," she praised, letting her husky voice filter through into Weiss's stall. "So big and thick - just perfect."

"I - wow - t-thank you," Weiss stammered cutely, and Winter flushed happily. She kissed at the dense cockflesh, letting her soft lips mould themselves to the throbbing length. "I know it's a little... big...."

"So big," Winter continued, lauding the cock in between sloppy, wet kisses that left saliva pattering down. "So big, thick, and virile. I bet you please all the girls with this cock, hm?"

"I - no," Weiss said hesitantly, "not really. It's... difficult to manage..."

"That is a terrible shame," she husked, running the flat of her tongue across the underside in a long, full lick. The cock slid down across her face, and the sensation of silky skin rubbing across spit-slicked cockmeat had it throbbing. "Because I'm handling this magnificent monster just fine, baby. Maybe you just need a real woman to take care of this big, fat dick."

Her words, slutty and uncharacteristic as they were, were not false - they were the truth, put through her false persona. Really, Winter wanted to laud the cock more - praise the virile Schnee length, tell Weiss she'd inherited all the better half of their genes, and just how badly she wanted to please it. Instead, she showed it with her mouth - kissing, running her lips against it, licking across as much of it as she could before pulling away sloppily. Saliva was sent pattering down, with much of it staining her face - but she didn't mind. 

"I - I don't know about that," the girl started hesitantly, but was audibly panting - she couldn't take it, no matter how frequently she arrived. 

"No?" Winter let out a giggle. "It's only been, what, four days since your last visit? One could say you need this." She kissed at the engorged underside with an open-mouth press of the lips, surrounding it in damp heat, and then suckled hard. Weiss let out a minute gasp, and Winter shuddered in pleasure. 

Her hand crept down her own body, sliding down under the waistband of her pants and pressing fingers against her wet undergarments. As she worshipped the big fat Schnee breeding stick, she applied pressure to her own sodden core and imagined just how amazing the monstercock would feel inside of her - and just how badly she wanted her sister. She kissed and suckled, whispering throaty praises against the fat cock that Weiss couldn't hear, but could certainly feel as it sent veins vibrating. 

"No," Winter continued, lips close, "you really do need this, don't you? YOu need a hot mouth to get you off."

"T-that's - that's quite the insinuation -"

"So you don't like these frequent visits of yours?" Winter raised an eyebrow that Weiss couldn't see, and chuckled against the broad, hefty girth. "Don't lie, honey - your cock is far too honest."

"I do," Weiss admitted quickly and quietly, her teeth chattering. "You're very good at what you do, and I -I enjoy it."

That was all Winter needed to hear, this time around. She wasn't going to scare her sister away, but she was going to make her realize just how good it all was. That was exactly what she did as she pressed her fingers down against her panties and licked at the cock from the underside, curling and flexing her tongue as best as she could, as often as she could. She felt it pulse and throb against her cheek, and that only had her working harder, knowing that she could get her off with just her tongue. 

Her fingers were going down, under her undergarments, and plunging into the sopping heat of her own snatch as she continued to lick. Running her mouth and tongue over the monster cock was getting her off, filling her with ecstatic glee, and she was loving it. Husky groans left her lips as she caressed the shaft with the heat of her mouth, running lips across the flank - just rubbing, letting her feel her softness, before parting them and leaving thick trails of drool dotting the girth. It all dripped down, but it didn't matter if it stained her face, or her neck, or slurped into her cleavage - it was a badge of pride. 

"Cum for me, baby," she was groaning across the hole, urging Weiss into the indulgence she offered. She wanted to assure her that there was nothing to be guilty about, and that she could just let go - and Weiss was following along like the good girl she was. Lick after lick drew harder pulsations from the cock, and a series of shivers that set her teeth on-edge. "Cum for me."

She rose up, lifting the fat, heavy dick with her face, one free hand rising up to cup the hardness and prop it up like the towering obelisk it was. her tongue lapped at it like a dog starved of thirst, the broad flat of the pink muscle dragging over it. Long, through licks that left it rolling with spit, collected by a hand that started furiously pumping along its thickness. One hand wasn't enough to surround it at all, and could only barely brace the immense weight, and further, with all that spit coating it, her grip was slippery. her squelching fingers nearly lost control of it twice, but Winter wasn't about to let the cock - or Weiss - go. 

She stroked harder, sending saliva squelching and bubbling between her fingers in waves, cascading down her hands like a waterfall of lewdness. She pumped and stroked the cock in an eager handjob while her tongue licked across every pale inch in reach, curling around and pressing in hard, slapping against it and licking with very obvious desire. Anyone who knew better would look at Winter's actions and say she was in love with the dick, but since she was Weiss's first, the girl didn't know heads or tails of the situation or just how enamoured she was. 

She only knew the ache in her dick, the throb in her balls, and her sheer need - and she couldn't control it. "I'm - I'm close -"

It was cute that she kept warning her, but Winter wasn't about to stop at all. She just kept going, even as the cock throbbed hard against her lips, and she was smiling as she felt it swell out and thicken so powerfully. It seemed even heavier in her hands and against her lips, but that only made her work all the harder, her movements hungrier - lust practically dripping off the rolls of her tongue. She could feel the arriving climax, and everything she did made it rise up harder, hotter, and faster. 

Winter was still going when velvet waves of thick, gooey seed were sent shooting from her colossal shaft and into the air. She lapped at the cock as it pressed against her face, each throb of release like a miniature quake. Semen began to splash across her upturned face even as she worked at the dense meat - strings of it falling on her forehead, drizzling down over her features like runny lines of mascara, moving down. As Winter rose up more and more cum came spattering over her fine face, lashes it with long ropes seed - across her nose, over her eyes, around the bridge of her nose, seeping down in gooey streaks. 

More and more of her sister’s warm baby-batter painted her face like it was make-up, and Winter took every last drop of it happily. While one hand pumped and plunged into her sopping slit the other stroked the throbbing cock hard, her palm and fingers pumping across the full, meaty length, producing sticky sounds that bordered on obscene. It was a lewd musical symphony created by saliva squelching against her palm and bubbling across her fingers, and each furious stroke made the music louder - and milked the cock even more. 

Soon, her face was layered over in a river of thick, sticky seed, painting her in a facial like a street whore. There was too much cum for her face to catch, and it was dripping off the harsh angles of her chin and the tip of her nose, and down from her sharply defined jawline to her neck. Her cleavage, left bare, was soon swimming with seed, which flowed against the two plump and lush orbs. She took it all, relishing the weight of the dense fluid against her face, staining her unblemished skin with such thickness that she’d need a half-hour at a sink to get it off. 

And still, she milked out every last drop of it, her fingers still plunging down between her legs and stroking herself off at a needy and insistent pace. She went at it until the cock was drooping down, the flood of baby-batter dying out, and the last vestiges of her orgasm pulsing through her vascular dick - and then she popped her lips out with exaggeration. 

“Wow,” she purred to Weiss, “that was a big one, baby. You covered my entire face with cum - it’ll take a while to clean off.”

“I - I did?” She could hear Weiss’s yelp. “I’m sorry?”

“Absolutely nothing to apologize for,” she continued in her husky, rolling voice, designed for seducing her sister. “I love taking such a big load of cum. I’m not surprised that a dick as big as this can produce so much, but it feels more than last time.”

“Well…” Weiss sounded painfully awkward. “You’re very, uh, good. Very good.”

“Oh?” Winter bit her lip in glee. “So good that I’m making you cum more?”

“Y-yes,” the girl admitted, and Winter chuckled in a sultry, throaty tone that was almost visibly making Weiss hard again. 

“I’m so happy to hear that, because I love having you drown my throat, and paint my face.” She let out another chuckle. “Just imagine how I look like right now; here, on my knees, face plastered with your cum…”

She thought she heard Weiss swallow. “That’s - that’s shameless.”

“Do you not like it?”

“No,” Weiss said quickly, “I do.” 

“I bet you’d love to see it,” Winter continued, and she just heard Weiss gulp. 

“M-maybe. But, uhm, I don't have any longer, miss, so…”

Ah, right. Times. Winter rolled her eyes, and pecked the cock right on the head. “It’s okay, baby. That just means you’ll have to come visit me more often, hm?”

“Yes,” Weiss agreed quickly, and pulled her cock out of the hole - before pausing, and tapping her fingers against the wall. “...Do you have a schedule of days you work, by chance?”

Winter grinned sharkishly.

“I don’t have much time,” Weiss Schnee told Winter, in a direct, quick, and straightforward tone. “So. Ah -”

“I’ve got it, baby,” Winter purred in reply, already chuckling, and wet and willing for cock. “I’ll get that big, fat load of yours out of those backed-up balls in a nice quickie, and you can get back to whatever you’re doing.”

“Y-yes. That sounds good.” Weiss sighed, her cock already thrusting through the hole with clear eagerness. “Very good.”

“I know,” Winter said boldly, and set her hands around the thickness. 

It was almost like a game, Winter had come to learn. Weiss would come by on the ‘scheduled days’ that she manned the booth, sometimes with her own schedule clear and enough lien on hand to rent the room out for three or four orgasms, and other times just for a brief quickie - more often than not, and as the weeks passed, that was what Weiss seemed to go for. She would go out of her way to come back to the gloryhole sometimes, breaking away from other engagements with friends, or Atlesian society, just for a good twenty minutes where Winter could choke on her cock and she could blow a quick load, and then she would be gone. 

It was like she was guilty for frequenting the gloryhole so often - three or four times a week, for three weeks straight, but she couldn’t stop. Winter could feel her addiction rising, getting so hooked on the pleasure the whore behind the hole offered that she was willing to engage in a ‘quickie’ when she was otherwise engaged. Her cock always seemed to throb like she needed it, as if she was still orgasm-deprived, and Winter was always there with helping hands and a sucking mouth. 

Weiss’s self-control, Winter reflected, is abysmal. 

It wasn’t as if she begrudged it, though, and if Weiss wanted a quick suck from a whore, she would get one. 

Her hands mouled themselves to the thick base, holding it nice and tight, wrapping fingers around the engorged inches in a way that was now comfortable to her. Her grip was strong and powerful, squeezing the hard, pulsating cock, and Weiss groaned contentedly from the other side. Winter was comfortable by now with how much pressure she needed to apply, and as the cock thrummed under her fingers, she immediately started to pump away. She had one hand over the other, two fists set together, curling around different ends of the cock, and they pulled along the many engorged inches with hard movements. 

Her mouth immediately set itself down on the upper inches of the cock, pressing down with the same vicious, hungry intensity that she had shown with each encounter, her own body just as desperate for these quickies as Weiss’s was. Her plump, full lips kisses at the hardness, pressing in deep. Her nose nuzzled against the raging hardness, admiring just how achingly stiff it really was, and she let out a hot chuckle against it. 

Winter just had a reckless hunger for Weiss’s girldick, and she moved with a single-minded intensity - running her mouth along the heaving girth with lips parted in open-mouthed kisses, leaving saliva drooling in her wake. Time was of the essence, even though she knew her sweet mouth would make Weiss linger regardless; she moved as if she was already in the thick of it, laying kisses along the engorged length before rising up to the tip, her hands pumping and stroking wherever her mouth didn’t touch down. 

Her hands moved hard and fast, pumping along the dick, but made way for her mouth. She planted her lips down so close they were squishing into pillows and her nose was, again, smelling nothing but cock, and lavished it with all the attention of her mouth. She pulled at stiff flesh with her lips, drawing out hisses from Weiss, before latching her lips onto broad sections of paleness and sucking hard. She pulled back with wet and sloppy pops, only for her tongue to roll out and draw patterns into the gorgeous cock. 

She worked her way toward the head with a ravenous intensity that left Weiss gasping - Winter, knowing that this was a quickie in Weiss’s mind, worked all the harder for it. Instead of drawing these sessions out like normal, she applied all her skill and hunger as hard as she could, and left her in the most breathless state of her life. It was something that her cock gratefully accepted, and as her face got in close, nose pressing against the throbbing bulk and her lips tight, she slurped like a streetwhore - hard, fast, tongue lapping and lips pressing down, leaving saliva rolling down in thick lines.

She moved all the way, caressing the cock like it was the best thing in the world, and her lips reached the head with a hot breath. Without skipping a beat her mouth opened and swallowed the head right up, gobbling it down like candy, and her head pushed onto the thick log of dickmeat. She went down without closing her lips, just pushing her head along the thickness and gulping down inch after inch in a single rush of movement. She shoved herself down on the titanic length, engulfing as much as she could with an eager breath, and then pressed her lips down tight. 

Holding it between the plump cushions of her lips, Winter went down on her sister’s cock with very sudden and very intense movements. She swallowed the hard shaft by the inchful, taking half of it into her throat, and then more besides - gobbling so much of it up that her lips were soon pressing against her own tightly-bound fists, touching her fingers. She set herself there, gurgling hard, wetting the shaft more than it already was, before pulling back with a wet noise and a flick of her tongue.

“ Dust, ” Weiss groaned. 

The cock slipped between her lips with a sloppy slurp and a bubbling of saliva, pulling it out of her warm mouth and tight throat in a rush of movement. Weiss was left groaning as her head pulled at the head, securing around the bulbous ridge, and sucking hard. Her hands pumped and twisted along the other sections of cock, moving hard and fast, deftly stroking as much of it as she could before her head started to push back down again. She moved with almost ravenous speed, gobbling up as much as she could as fast as she could, caressing everything that pushed through her lips with the softness of her tongue. 

Her cheeks bulged lewdly and her throat began to bulge as she took the majority of her cock inside, leaving almost nothing for her hands to work at. She was moving away just as quickly, though, her pace rapid and intense, sliding the cock out with the same efficiency that she had taken it in. She was pulling off the hard, dense shaft with a wet noise and a spray of saliva, allowing her hands to pull their way up the cock - rolling against it, her palms twisted and turned in circular patterns, stroking around the circumference of it as well as the length. 

“ So good,” Weiss praised, while Winter shoved her mouth full of hard, dense cockmeat, feeling it fill out her mouth and throat with an ecstatic twitch of her eyes.

She rolled her neck and pushed her head down, bobbing smoothly and skillfully on the broad shaft. Her eyes were firmly focused down on the wrist-thick paleness - as pale as snow, as pale as her own skin - as it stretched out her lips comically wide and delved deep into her mouth, plunging down into the warmth of her own volition and agency. She lavished it with attention, flexing and undulating her tongue like a wriggling carpet, and allowed it to push down into the first few inches of her throat. 

As her mouth pulled back her palms slipped against the saliva-soaked surface, replacing the warmth of her mouth and the tightness of her lips with silky hands and squeezing fingers. She pumped them up at a hard and brisk pace, pushing through the layers of saliva that had been plastered onto the length like a layer of paint, sending it rolling out. It pushed between her fingers in sloppy noises and ran down in long lines.

Winter went down when her hands swept away, freeing up inches of girlcock for her mouth to slobber over. Her tongue lapped at it, stroking it with deft and quick movements, before curling and twisting around it. The rest pushed out her cheeks, and on awkward but calculated angles, had the rubbery and sensitive head grinding against the textured roof of her mouth before slipping further still. Many inches were diving through the saliva-coated mouth and burying themselves as deep as Winter would allow it, but that wasn’t enough for Weiss, evidently. 

The girl’s hips were thrusting - unconsciously, perhaps, and spurred on by her raging arousal, but thrusting all the same. Her hips, gently, tapped against the partition, sending her cock thudding into her warm mouth, and Winter could only smile at just how far gone her sister was - but she didn’t go hard, and Winter was in supreme control. She moved back, straying out of reach, pulling along the cock in a lewd display. 

Her head bobbed as she gobbled inch after inch, moving back and forth with the same skilled and eager movements, her white hair fluttering around her shoulders. Her hips pumped and rotated like pistons in motion, almost feverishly lathering the cock with her own spit. It was massaged down into the dense meat, which was stroked and shifted by her hands. The dick throbbed hard against her palms, and she pressed down tighter for it. 

“Yes,” Weiss was hissing, “yes -”

Winter moved hard, never pausing, never slowing, her lips sucking and caressing, her mouth gobbling on inches of girlcock, while her hands tugged and pulled at achingly stiff flesh. Her lips were bulging as it filled out with cock, again and again, her head bobbing in an endless rhythm. The cock was already filling out in her mouth, swelling and rising with release, and just as always, Winter continued to hungrily shove herself down with hands pressed down tight. 

“ Yes, ” Weiss hissed, hips thumping against the partition. Her cock throbbed hard inside of her mouth, filling it out just that little bit more, drawing tears to Winter’s eyes that had them rolling up happily. She choked herself on the cock for a few plaintive moments, her hands rolling, twisting, and stroking in the best handjob she could manage, churning her own thick saliva around her fingers for many long moments - until Weiss groaned loudly, and her cock spasmed in release.

It was a familiar feeling by now, and Winter still loved it. She loved the feeling of the cock throbbing in her mouth, against her tongue, and in her throat, and adored the way that it so palpably displayed its virility. She could practically taste the potency of the Schnee dick, and as it spasmed violently and set cum rushing down her throat, she really did taste it -every last, creamy drop, pouring down the tight tract and into her stomach. Weiss was groaning, just like always, and Winter was already pulling back before the sound filled the air - letting the cock slide over her tongue, spurting out semen as it moved. 

It coated her tongue in a thick mattering of fluid, which was just as quickly shifted back and gulped down. More and more cum replaced what was swallowed, though, flooding her mouth with warmth, pushing out her cheeks just like it always did -the volume of her loads never tapered off, and only got more intense as her hands pumped and milked, and her throat swallowed. Gulpfuls of semen were taken into her stomach, with more mouthfuls spurting out to replace it - and she happily sucked on all of it. 

When it popped free of her lips, she was pleased to find that there was still more cum waiting for her - enough to paint her face over in a nice, if not generous, facial. Across her eyes, nose, cheeks - all the best parts of her, marked by her sister’s virile load. The baby-batter was warm and tantalizingly potent, and she could feel just how thick it was from the way it rested against her skin. 

“That’s good, ” Weiss groaned, sounding happy and pleased. “You never fail to please.”

“And you never do, either,” Winter replied, swallowing down one last mouthful of seed. “You came so much more this time, too - am I that good?”

“Yes,” Weiss said directly, her cock, already, pulling out of the hole - before Winter’s fingers got tighter around it, preventing it from leaving. “I - thank you for your services, really, I loved it, but I really am pressed for time.”

“I know,” Winter purred, tracing a finger along the vascular and sensitive underside, “but I can’t leave you walking out of here with this all wet and sloppy, right? Let me… take care of it. Just for a minute.”

Weiss sighed, but this time, just like the last five, she didn’t bother resisting. “....Fine. Just for a minute, and then I really must leave.”

“That’s all I need,” Winter chuckled, and went back to work. She knew Weiss really would leave in a minute - she was pressed for time - but she was going to make that minute count. 

Whatever was said about the Schnees, it couldn’t be said that they did things by halves. They were thorough in everything, and dedicated to their choices and causes. It certainly showed, for Weiss Schnee became so thoroughly hooked on the pleasures of sticking her cock through a seedy gloryhole that she showed up nearly every damned day for a month - three weeks after she started her little jaunt of ‘quickies’ at the hole, she became a frequent visitor. Frequent enough that Winter knew the staff knew her rather well, even though Weiss just walked in with a cocked-up chin and bought a handful of things to make a show of it, and took them into the back for ‘viewing purposes’ - and got sucked off by the apparent kindly stranger in the ‘the fourth stall from the back’. 

It was amusing, but Winter didn’t care about amusing - she cared about her sister’s big, fat Schnee cock, and she eagerly gobbled it down by the inch. Each time she came in she blew her sister’s mind, doing it so well that her loads became larger, more voluminous, drenching her in baby-batter. Weiss kept coming back for more, and Winter kept giving her more, always trying to do better. Every time was the time that Winter finally hoped to escalate it all, but there was never a great chance - but she was so ready and willing for it.

But now, just like the last twenty-four days, she just sucked and slurped on her sister’s cock through the hole, anonymously going down on her in the messiest blowjob she could manage. It was halfway down her throat and plunging deeper with each passing moment, the cock already throbbing hard against the tight pink walls. She had been at it for twenty minutes so far, treating it to the longest BJ she could manage, and Weiss held out remarkably well - but Winter went harder, swallowing more of it, caressing it with the tightness of her throat and the flexing rug of her tongue, and Weiss was moaning. 

“This never gets old,” Weiss groaned out, “Oh, you’re amazing. Mmm - swallow my dick, please - ”

The cockhead ground against the rough roof of her mouth and down into the spongy lining of her throat, making Weiss moan contentedly. Winter went down, gurgling around the thickness, slobbering over it. Saliva came welling out and dripping down, but Winter moved on unimpeded, sliding her mouth along the cock in a near-perfect blowjob. Her lips held it nice and snug, and her head bobbed smoothly; neck rolling, letting her pull off and push down on the cock with liquid grace. 

Weiss moaned louder and longer as she went down on her in a series of firm and needy movements, deepthroating the massive, eye-watering cock with ease, and then pulling it all out from her mouth. Her hands worked at it for a few furious moments as she ran her tongue over the throbbing head, massaging saliva into the dense, pale slab, palms twisting and turning with sinful smoothness. The cock throbbed harder and harder by the moment, and her hands moved harder in turn, cradling the pulsating girth tenderly. 

Her lips touched down again in a long, reverential kiss, before her mouth went down and swallowed up the thick log once more. Down it went, right into her throat, and her head began to pop. Her white hair bobbed, having been pulled back long before, and it waved comically as her head jerked and impaled itself on the monstrous length. Her throat muscles squeezed down around it, fluttering and massaging Weiss's cock, drawing out more cute moans and groans. Gurgles and sputters filled both stalls, and none of them were exaggerated - it was all genuine. 

She bobbed over and over again, gulping down the many turgid inches with diligence and whorish hunger. There were almost hearts in her eyes as she sucked on her sister's shaft, seeking to bring her the best pleasure she could imagine - and she knew she was close. She felt it thrum against her writhing tongue and pulse in her throat, and the feeling was like second nature, now. She knew what it meant and how good it felt, and it made Winter only want to do more because of it - it wasn't a time to slack, but to go for the final stretch of the race. 

Her hands pumped along the engorged base and her mouth gulped down the dense top, shoving eight inches of cock down into her throat with greedy relish and then pulled back with a slurping noise that sent saliva pouring off the dense haft like a waterfall. It was churned into a lather by her pumping, twisting hands, which moved in tandem with one another, each cupping one side of the heaving girth. They worked as hard and fast as her head did, and ensured that no inch of Weiss's dick went without pleasure. 

"Just like that!" Weiss cried out, her hips thrusting against the partition, sliding her shaft in and out of Winter's mouth, practically fucking the hole. It was amusing, but oh-so-amazing, and Winter loved it. 

She let her sister thrust her cock in and out of her mouth even as she bobbed her head and twisted her hands, and enjoyed the friction of movement. It was delectable, and she allowed it to heighten the lurid moment. She adjusted to it perfectly, accentuating the pleasure Weiss was surely feeling, and allowing the girl to achieve her own climax with some agency of her own. She thrust down, through her fingers, over her tongue, and into her throat - and she did so with enough skill to impress Weiss, even though muffled thuds broke the lewd rhythm of sucking. 

"Oh - I'm going to blow," Weiss groaned. "Swallow every last drop down, please!"

Winter already was - the cock burst, like a dam, and send semen flooding down her throat. Weiss was moaning happily as she filled an anonymous slut's throat, and Winter was happy as she took her sister's virile load down into her stomach once again - adding to the uncountable talley. She gulped it down with rhythmic movements, now knowing exactly how to handle her sister's volume, and ensuring that her thick, potent baby-batter found a home in her stomach. The taste, as always, was delicious - worthy of her name, but further, worthy as her sister - she expected no less. 

"yes," the younger Schnee panted, "Oh, goodness, it's like you're sucking out every last drop - d-damn -"

It took over a full minute before Weiss's orgasm even began to taper off, and another minute still before the last drop was leaked onto Winter's tongue. Her hands had twisted and turned the entire duration, milking the leaking pipe for every last drop she could manage, draining her dry - for the time, at least, since her sister's balls were capable of getting right back into the action very quickly. Luckily for her, Winter's appetite was bottomless, as otherwise, she would never be satisfied. 

Winter pulled off the cock with a wet slurp and a sloppy popping noise, and let out a large breath. "That might have been the biggest one yet, baby."

"I know you've told me I shouldn't apologize," Weiss panted, "but sorry. I'm... backed up, and often. I feel like I never get enough."

"Maybe you don't," Winter purred, still stroking the shining, saliva-coated length. A thought formed in her mind, and it made her smirk. "You still feel incredibly hard, too."

"I know," Weiss almost lamented. "I mean, you always make me cum harder and harder, but... I don't know, I just feel like..."

"Like you want more?"

"Yes," Weiss admitted, her frustrations palpable. "I mean, I - I love your mouth, and these blowjobs are fantastic, truly, but..."

"I can show you more, you know," Winter purred, seeing her chance. "Other techniques that would make you cum harder. Things that a lot of girls can't manage."

Weiss was silent for a full minute. "...Really? Stuff like... like what?"

"I'd show you," Winter whispered through the hole, and she heard Weiss's breathing hike. "Nothing you wouldn't love, I promise."

"S-such as?" Weiss prompted again, and Winter laughed. 

"Babe, don't interrogate," She purred, playing deliberately coy. "You stuck your dick in a backroom hole just to get it sucked, so you're used to a little mystery. But here's the deal - pull that cock out of this hole, unlock your door, and I'll show you exactly what I mean."

Weiss didn't even consider the option. With a month and a half of straight sucking behind her, where she'd gotten to know the nameless woman that had only called herself 'W', and nothing else. Weiss didn't have to consider what Winter offered, because she was so hopelessly hooked on her that she couldn't resist - her cock wouldn't let her. she was conditioned on the pleasure of it by now, and she was already pulling her dick out with a murmured, "okay," and unlocking her section. 

Winter froze, this time. She'd never considered getting this far - she could now walk in on Weiss, and reveal herself. She just knelt there like a slut, ass touching her calves, finger idly brushing through the saliva that coated her chin. It was only for a moment, though, and soon she was in a riot of motion, moving toward the one thing she’d wanted for so, so long. She pushed out of her area and moved around to Weiss’s, which was a little bit of a walk. 

Worth it, though, in her opinion, because when she pushed into Weiss’s room, she was elated. Her expression, though, was schooled, the faintest of smirks on her lips, and her face still messy. Weiss’s expression, though, upon seeing her sister push her way into the room, was nothing short of mortified. A mixture of shock, surprise, and sheer incredulity warred across her features, and her jaw was agape - totally agape. Nothing but strangled noises left her lips, and her cheeks reddened quickly. The flush rose up her neck and filled her face, making her appear like a tomato - but Winter just closed and locked the door behind her. 

“Hello, Weiss.”

Weiss choked on her own breath. 

“Don’t look so surprised,” Winter purred, sashaying up to her sister. Her sister had taken a seat as she waited, and now she was slumping against it, utterly bemused. “We’ve only been doing this for over a month.”

“W-winter,” Weiss sputtered and squeaked, face even redder. “W-w-w-w-wha -”

“Close your mouth, please. It’s unbecoming of a lady.” Winter’s smirk was sly, and Weiss just stared. Her eyes flicked down, at the cock standing tall and proud between her thighs, and she licked her lips unsubtly. “This, though… this is perfect for a lady.”

“Y-you’re - you’re - w-what -”

“Weiss,” Winter said, and Weiss’s eyes snapped up to her face. Winter, casually leaned over her, reaching down and grabbing her cock with one hand, wrapping it in the familiar touch she’d learned to love over the weeks, and drew out a little squeak. “Don’t be so surprised, Weiss. I’ve always told you that I love you, haven’t I? I mean that, in all ways. I love your cock, and everything I said about it was true.”

She pumped the cock in her hand, and Weiss let out a little noise. “It’s magnificent, and it deserves to be treated right. I want to be the one to do that for you.” She stroked it firmly, squelching her previously-deposited saliva. “I want to drain your balls, Weiss; I want to worship this dick for you.”

Winter ran her tongue over her lips again, and locked eyes with Weiss. The girl’s eyes were terribly wide, her mouth flapping, her shock and confusion clear - so Winter pressed her advantage. Her free hand was swiping along the front of her blazer, pushing through buttons, peeling them down one by one. The other continued to gently rub her sister’s stiff cock, and Weiss was clearly torn between looking at her eyes, staring at her fingers popping out buttons, and the hand wrapped around her prick. 

“Because I love your cock, and I love you, Weiss,” Winter purred, low and seductive. “I want you so, so badly. It’s why I knelt on the other side of a hole, just so you could use my mouth. I wanted to pleasure you, since you’ve never allowed it for yourself.”

She popped out button after button, peeling apart her blazer and letting it hand against her buxom torso. Her breasts, tucked neatly in a black silk bra, were revealed to her sister’s eyes. Two large, plump mounds of soft breastflesh, held tight by clinging lace, with trimming trailing over the rounded curves. Her cleavage was deep and snowy-white, and the skin gently shone in the bad lighting of the booth. She saw her sister’s eyes fasten on the revealed breasts and subtly lick her lips, and Winter knew she had her eating out of her palm. 

“You’d let your big sister do it for you, wouldn’t you?” She purred, lowering herself just a bit more, tracing her hand along the edge of her blazer and right beside the swell of her side-boob. “Help you out? Take care of you, whenever you want it?” She leaned in further, her breath a husk. “Share your bed?”

Weiss swallowed hard. “W-winter, I - t-this is -”

She smirked. “Oh, don’t decide too quickly, baby. I promised you something better, didn’t I? Let me take care of this stiff cock, and then, when you have a clear head and empty balls, you can give me your answer.”

“W-wait,” Weiss protested, eyes wide, but Winter didn’t wait - she was already sinking to her knees in front of Weiss, plucking at the straps of her bra, letting her sister watch as she very deliberately loosened the smooth, black silk, and clinging lace. “You’re not - you’re not serious - ”

“Dead serious,” Winter replied, eyes hard as ice. She grabbed her breasts with both hands and hefted them up, propping the undersides in a way that had the flesh slump a fraction of an inch. Her large breasts fit neatly in her hand, and the firm, but soft, flesh dipped in a way that drew the eyes. “I’m going to please this big, fat cock of yours, Weiss, and we’re both going to love it. I already know I do, at least.”

She knelt between the stupefied girl’s legs, and propped up her D-cup mounds. She brought them against the tall, towering rod of cockmeat, and positioned her breasts - still wrapped up in the clinging cloth - just above the cock. She pushed it down smoothly, locking eyes with her sister, watching as the realization dawned and the resulting gasp of pleasure that came when she started to bring her bra-covered mounds down on her obelisk of girldick.

The head pushed into the undersides, sliding up between the smooth and rounded curves of breastflesh, and Weiss sighed - her head was still sensitive, and rubbing the bulbous tip against such velvety skin was enough for her. The cock was guided into the underside of her cleavage thanks to the natural curves, and sent sliding up into it as she applied pressure. The dick pushed up, driving into her cleavage with a downward application of her hands, pushing both mounds onto the throbbing Schnee girth. 

“How’s that, Weiss?” She teased, and her sister bit down on her lip so hard it was like she was trying to draw blood.

“It’s - you’re -” She whimpered. “ Oh. ”

Winter laughed softly at the expression of awe on Weiss’s face, the incredulity that came with having her cock - which had been buried in a mouth for weeks on end - now cradled and caressed by soft breastflesh. She stared with wide eyes as her big, long cock sank down into the silky embrace of her tits, driving into the smooth cleavage without difficulty. Her rubbery dickhead and many meaty inches were caressed by Winter’s cleavage, and with each inch that was subsumed by the generously sized chest-cushions, her jaw dropped a little bit more.

“ Oh. Wow. ” Weiss trembled. “That’s - different -”

Her voice was practically choked, and Winter loved it. She didn’t speak, and she didn’t need to speak as she pushed her breasts down, covering Weiss’s cock with as much of her tits as she could. It slid through her cleavage and filled it out as neatly as it did to her throat, pushing aside the rounded flanks and making a nice pocket for itself. All ten inches of her massive cock was soon contained between her breasts, which were, in turn, contained by the barely clinging silk, with the head just about pushing out of the lush curves at the very top. 

“It is,” Winter purred, and winked. “Let me show you how good it is, sister dear.”

“Oh,” Weiss gasped, again, as Winter started to move. 

She pushed her breasts up the thick length, using her hands to cup the undersides of her chest and power them up. The cock was already slick with saliva and still dripping with the stuff, and so the movements were easy - the cock slid between the soft globes, extracting out of the luscious cleavage with a wet squelching noise, leaving strings of wetness behind. The soft, doughy flesh caressed every inch that moved, drawing out a cute moan from Weiss’s lips, and Winter smirked wider. 

She moved with single-minded intent and pushed her soft, doughy breasts back down on the tall, towering slab. Their white flesh was the same colour, and so it seemed like terrifyingly hard cock and perfectly smooth titflesh were one and the same, in a comical sort of way. It looked like it belonged, and that appealed to Winter as she bounced her breasts in hand, bringing them up the tall cock with the strength of her hands, hefting her D-cup chest comfortably. She bounced along the thick, throbbing girth, hugging the swollen flanks, rubbing against it like silk on silk. 

The base of her breasts thumped against Weiss’s lap as she brought them all the way down, letting the fat globes pool against her youthful skin. Weiss groaned loudly as her dick is entirely sheathed in smooth, squishy skin, while Winter pecked the rubbery head with a wet kiss; it pushed just far enough out of her cleavage for it to bump against her chin, and she couldn’t help but show it pleasure. She was still smiling as she brought her breasts back up, adjusting her grip to hold their bulging sides, and wrapped the dick up tight. 

“ Oh ,” Weiss repeated, her lashes fluttering. “That’s - oh, wow. ”

“I know, sister,” Winter hummed. “I know. Good, isn’t it? So nice and soft?”

Weiss mewled, but nodded her head rapidly. Her teeth were digging into her lower lip as Winter applied pressure to the sides of her breasts and squished them in against the broad, stiff cock, moulding her titflesh to her sister’s mast. It pressed in nice and tight, and from there she dragged them up. Her tits rolled along the length of it, smooshing down the saliva that already clung to the paleness, and massaged the drool into the snowy-white expanse of cleavage. Weiss groaned a little louder and louder with each stroke, her eyes almost ravenously focused on the jiggling, wobbling mass of softness clutched between her sister’s hands and contained in her black silk.

“It’s - it’s so good,” Weiss admitted, still chewing on her lip. “Oh, goodness - so soft, a-and squishy -”

The heavy orbs bounced their way up the cock, hefted up by her clenching hands. She manhandled the weight of her breasts easily enough; it wasn’t her first titfuck, and giving a boobjob to a cock jammed through a hole was far harder than a free-standing one. She rubbed her plump cleavage along the stiff flesh, rising up and down with firm movements, smirking up at the awed expression on her sister’s face. She looked utterly pleased by the pleasure rocking through her dense cock, and each moment brought out greater pleasures that flitted over her pretty features.

“How good, Weiss?” she prompted, and her sister let out a moan.

“Really good, Winter,” the girl admitted, unable to resist the pleasure. She would have been far harder headed if she wasn’t aroused and thoroughly seduced by the pleasures of a glorhole, and it had been long enough by now that there was little chance of her playing it off. She was hooked, and Winter had her eating out her palm. “I didn’t - dust - I didn’t know such a technique existed…”

It was funny that her sister was so deprived she hadn’t even seen porn about a titfuck, but Winter was happy to please. She stroked her breasts up and down, letting the cock thrust through her soft cleavage thud against her chin. Her lips turned down, ready to kiss the head that rose up like a mountain - pushing through the velvet roundness of her upper slopes, triumphantly smearing precum against her lips. Weiss moaned and mewled as her cock was massaged by big, fat breasts, and shivered as the head was kissed by soft lips. Winter kept going, her pace firm and even, her breasts squishing down around the shaft as she applied more and more pressure. 

“Such a nice, big dick,” Winter purred, running her tongue over her lips to swipe up precum. “So perfect, sister dearest. “It fits so well between my tits. It’s just perfect for a Schnee.”

Weiss squirmed, red-faced, but said nothing. She just watched as the heavy globes of her breasts were sent crashing up and down, the silk snapping against the white skin as it dug in deep. The elastic drew hard lines in the soft mass, and it only made it look all the more appetizing, Winter knew. The flesh rippled and jiggled around the prison of fabric, wobbling against the hardness that stretched out her cleavage, and Weiss followed every last motion with clear lust. 

She was panting more and more as Winter bounced her breasts, up and down the cock in a smooth rhythm. She sent them thumping down against her lap and then up, caressing the throbbing head, and then back again. She surrounded it in pliant skin and pressed down firmly, applying more and more pressure, squeezing against the cock with squishy skin. The head, as it pierced through the lush, saliva-damped valley, was greeted by her lips, which kissed it briefly before pulling back again. Her tits wobbled fiercely as she moved along, treating Weiss to a visual treat such that she’d never seen before. 

“Damn,” Weiss hissed, again biting her lip. “That’s - I can’t - Winter -”

She felt the cock throb against her breasts, but Winter wasn’t slowing. She brought them up and down with a smirk, letting the flesh pool against her firm thighs and then carrying them back up again, bouncing the softness against her throbbing length. The jiggling skin massaged the girldick that swelled out more and more by the moment, her veins throbbing hard and her head pulsating firmly. Without pause, Winter caressed the many stiff inches with her large, fleshy breasts, knowing exactly what Weiss liked and how to abuse it. 

“Don’t hold back, sister,” she purred. “There’s no need to, with me. I want you to cum, baby. Do it - for me.”

“I - I - “ Weiss’s face was tight, her eyes almost rolling up in orgasmic bliss. “Oh, Winter! ”

Winter was still bouncing her breasts along the thick cock when her sister started to blow her load - breasts sliding up and down at a brisk, teasing pace, rolling soft, velvety flesh along her wildly pulsating length, caressing it with a cleavage that was soon filling with her release. Weiss moaned loudly and her cock throbbed powerfully as sudden and forceful ropes spurted from the tip of her cock, washing through the pumping channel of breastflesh with the same intensity that it had shown over the last month - thick, creamy waves of cum, pouring out as if Weiss was deprived. 

Cum washed through the pocket of her breasts, splashing across the inner slopes of her tits as she sent them bouncing up and down. The head, nestled between the two squishy mounds, pumped out the contents of her balls right against the skin. It coated it with layers of warm baby-batter that was immediately sent rolling down, unable to cling to the soft roundness when it was also being pumped up and down, and it squelched around the rolling skin. Weiss groaned and jerked her hips upward, bucking them against the underside of her tits in fleshy thuds, while unloaded hot ropes of jizz into her breasts.

She painted them in white, even as Winter was tit-fucking her. She brought them up and then down again, and when the towering cock pushed through the rounded peaks she launched out ropes of her seed against Winter’s face; across her lips and over her chin, and the older Schnee laughed fondly. She licked the cum that was painting her face, even as more strings of babybatter began to pain her features. She opened her lips and caught a few of the hearty streams between them, but didn’t clamp her lips down around the head - she let Weiss unload against her, making sure her sister watched as she covered her with her cum.

Soon, her breasts were covered in white. Seed was sloshing down her cleavage and around the cock like a miniature ocean, and it seeped around the shaft and down over her torso sloppily. Criss-crossing ropes of hot seed coating the lower half of her face and the upper reaches of her chest, decorating her neck and dripping over the rounded peaks of her breasts like glazing on a pastry. It was undeniably lewd, and Weiss watched it all with a moan and a mewl on her pretty lips; incredulity written across her face, but pleasure soaking through it all. 

“Wow,” Winter purred, running her tongue over her lips and making a show of sucking up her sister’s cum. “So thick. You produce so much, Weiss, and it tastes - mmm - it tastes wonderful.”

Weiss was panting, staring at her cum-plastered face with her own painted in red, and Winter continued to lazily jerk her breasts up and down the cock. More streams of seed shot out from her tip, and lashed over the peaks of her breasts. 

“I love every last bit of this dick,” Winter continued, smirking seductively. “It’s worthy of the Schnee heiress - all the best genes, put to use giving you the most magnificent cock in Atlas.”

Cum was dripping down in a slow patter, but most of it was being massaged into their skin with each sloppy roll of her breasts. Weiss was entranced by the sight but clearly still confused, if the look on her face was any indication. “What - what are you saying, Winter? W-why -?”

“I love this cock,” she repeated firmly, pressing down on her breasts and producing a sticky squelch. “And I love you, Weiss. The logic, I think, is sound - I want you, and I want to please you.” She let out a chuckle. “And obviously, so does your body.”

“...I don’t get it,” Weiss whispered, and Winter laughed softly.

“Yes, you do. Your body wants me, just like mine wants yours. There’s no denying that we make each other feel good.” She leaned in. “I want to keep making you feel good, Weiss. So here’s my idea - we go home, you and me, and get out of this… sticky booth. We’ll go up to your bedroom, and I’ll show you the best time of your life.”

She flashed her teeth in a neat, seductive smile. “My body will make yours feel good - so good, and we can take this to the next level. Or, alternatively, we don’t do this, and you go back to using this gloryhole, instead. I know, of course, that you won’t abandon it altogether - you need the release, Weiss, and I’m that release.”

Weiss swallowed hard, and stared into her sister’s eyes. “...Let’s go home.”

“ Perfect. ”

There was no hesitation, and even less delay. Weiss was already down on the bed before her mustered arguments of ‘we’re sisters we shouldn’t’ and ‘this is insane’ could be given any serious thought, and her clothing was already hitting the floor in a rush. She left herself in just her lingerie as she straddled her sister, her breasts flopping over the bra tucked underneath their heavy masses and the lips of her cunt left bare as the strap of cloth was tugged aside. 

Any protests Weiss might have had died on her lips as the head of her cock pressed against her pussy, and she sighed. Winter, without pausing, grabbed the base of the cock with one hand, holding it steady, while the other applied pressure to Weiss’s shoulder and held her down. Her hips pushed down onto the cock she was holding steady, and let it pushed through her slick folds by the inch. She went down smoothly, a groan on her lips, which was quickly matched by Weiss’s rising moan of pleasure. 

Her eyes were wide, the pleasure of her pussy so palpable and intense that she was already breathless. She gasped as her cock was pushed into the sopping tightness of a woman’s cunt for the first time, and her eyes went hazy as it momentarily overwhelmed her. There was no way she could deal with the sensation of driving her shaft into a wet, dripping pussy, pushing through her slick folds and into the pink beyond. Her cock was instantly gripped in the tightest embrace so far, and it was almost visibly too much for her. 

“Holy shit,” Weiss swore, genuinely and properly. “That’s - that feel so damn good. ”

“I know, baby,” Winter purred, settling in over Weiss, dropping her hips down inch by inch. It slipped through her soaked lips, held firm and fed into her tightness by her hand, and the cock pushed through into the liquid-soaked warmth with a sticky noise. “Now, let your big sister make you feel better.”

Weiss was hung, and so Winter didn’t just slam herself down, but she worked fast. The cock filled her out nicely, better than it felt inside of her throat, and it stretched her out more and more as she went down. She groaned with each inch that pushed into her, and a needy growl rose in her throat. Her tunnel rippled hard around her sister’s cock, eagerly pulling it inside, and her lower lips gobbled up the thickness like she was starved for it. Her insides were so wet that she accepted the cock easily, despite the incredible girth, and the combination of downward hips and gravity saw it disappear into her pussy.

“I didn’t think it could get better,” Weiss moaned plaintively, her eyes rolling up. “But this is warmer… tighter… softer…”

Winter collapsed onto the thickness of her cock, crashing down on over eight inches of hardness. It was enough to leave her groaning, and her insides tingling pleasantly. Weiss, of course, looked lost in the pleasure of the moment, leaving Winter to do wherever she wanted to - and that was what she did. She dragged her hips back out before it bottomed out inside of her, and her snatch bent and flexed pleasantly around the fat cock. Weiss moaned happily, her hands rising up to hesitantly cup Winter’s thighs, and the older girl grinned. 

“There we go,” She purred, and started to move. 

Her hips twitched along the hard cock, rising up the length of it. Her walls caressed the many meaty inches as she rose up, and she felt it pulse against her inner walls. It stretched her out around it, drawing a groan from her lips, and Winter found herself falling deeper into lust - the cock felt even better in her cunt than she could imagine. Her insides clamped down hard as she pulled up toward the thick, throbbing head, and then with a motion just as smooth, dropped back down.

She pushed down on the cock, her hand bracing it and feeding it up into her hungry snatch. She used gravity and an eager roll of her hips to sink the cock inside her at a comfortable angle, head brushing against the velvet tunnel of her snatch. It pushed it out, stretching it bit by bit, sending her breath groaning out. Her cunt gobbled up as much of the dense shaft as she could before pulling off again, her hips rolling smoothly. She bucked, stomach flexing, her snatch rolling up the turgid girth. 

“You’re so big, ” Winter growled needfully, letting go of the cock and setting both of her hands on Weiss’s slim shoulders. She held her down as her hips moved, rising up the cock at a smooth, brisk pace, the roll of her pelvis fluid and graceful. It slid through her dripping wet insides easily, even though the flesh was tugged and pulled by the pink membranes in a myriad of ways. It left her gasping, but craving more and more with each moment. She moved firmly, her hips twitching, her snatch bending and rippling against the hardness. 

“It’s just perfect,” Weiss continued, running her tongue over her lips. She pushed up with her hips and rolled with her pelvis, shoving herself back down with a smooth moment. More of it fit inside of her with each repetition, stretching her out a little more. She loved every last bit of it, and adored the way the hard, dense meat filled her up. It was perfect for her, like it had been designed to fit her, and Winter didn’t shy away from showing her praise. “The best possible cock for the Schnee line. You’re so wonderful, Weiss.”

Weiss only moaned, because she could barely handle anything else. Her hips jerked weakly, and she sighed as the sopping snatch dragged along her thickness, pulling and squeezing and milking all at the same time. Her towering pole fit comfortably inside her pussy, and though it stretched it out nice and wide, the fit was perfectly snug. She was treated to every last textured inch of her insides as Winter rode her like a horse, her hips bucking and flexing, rising and falling, her breath coming out in needy gasps.

Her breasts, set over her hastily-tugged lingerie, bounced and shook as she moved. Weiss’s eyes stared at the big, hanging orbs, almost as if she wanted to touch them - but she was too overwhelmed to do anything but cradle her legs and watch her cock slide in and out of her cleft. She seemed to struggle with the fact that she was fucking her sister, but she said nothing as she enjoyed the intense pleasure. She gasped and moaned as she was fucked into the bed by the elder Schnee sibling, her cock pulsing, and her lashes fluttering. 

“So nice and thick,” Winter grunted, biting down on her lip. She fucked herself down on the cock firmly, slamming onto every last throbbing inch with need and desire. Her ass slapped against Weiss’s lap and flattened inside, the fat flesh wobbling just as much as her breasts did. She bore down with force, and the room was filled with thick claps and fleshy smacks that carried out far - and both girls indulged in them. “So hard. ”

Wet slurps echoed in between the slaps - the sound of churning juices and liquids. Her twat was dripping with need, and the cock pushed through every velvet inch and the ocean of fluid inside, creating sticky noises. It only added to the incestuous heat of the moment, and they grew louder the harder that Winter moved. And Winter moved hard. She wanted it more than she could express, needed to please Weiss, and she fucked herself on her stallion of a cock without stopping. She fucked her into the bed, her ass crashing down in ringing slaps, her cunt hugging the length and taking it in deep. 

“Oh, Dust,” Weiss groaned, her fingers digging into her legs. Being the young, inexperienced girl she was, she couldn’t take the taste of her pussy. Compared to her mouth, it was so much more, and she didn’t know how to take it at all. She was gasping and mewling as she was ridden without pause, Winter showing far more skill than Weiss could hope to cope with at far too quick a pace to understand. Her hips twitched and belly rolled as the turgid cock rammed into her velvet channel, inches of it filling her out, pressing up against her womb, leaving them both breathless.

“Yes,” Winter hissed, “yes.”

“I can’t last,” Weiss moaned plaintively, almost begging, desperation in her eyes. “Winter, it’s - you’re too much -”

“That’s fine,” She grunted, her hips rising and falling hard, her legs rippling with motion. She knew it wasn’t lasting very long, but that was fine - they had time to work on stamina, like they already had. And really, what did it matter when such a big, fat cock was reaming out her insides? “It’s more than fine.”

“Winter,” Weiss groaned, “there’s no - what about protection - ?”

“That’s fine, too,” Winter assured her, leaning over her dominantly and dropping her hips with ringing claps. She fucked her cock like a natural-born rider, pleasuring the best cock she’d ever had to the best of her skills, and Winter was loving it. “Put that seed where it belongs, Weiss. Pump that cum right inside me -”

Weiss couldn’t hope to hold on. She was too inexperienced, too needy, and feeling far too good with her sister’s pussy wrapped around her cock. She moaned loudly as her sister bounced herself on her lap, hair bouncing and bun quivering, and her fingers dug deep into soft skin; her cock throbbed harder still, in that familiar and comfortable way. She worked as hard as she could, fucking the throbbing shaft harder and harder, and when the first jet of scalding cum blasted into her warm hearth, she was tossing her head back in an ecstatic moan of her own. 

Cum spilled through her insides, making a mockery of Weiss’s thoughts about playing it safe of making sure she didn’t impregnate her. It would have been amusing, had it not felt so good. The seed rushed through her snatch just as it did with her throat, spurting through the warm, velvet channel and painting it over in white, coating the many pink inches with thickness. It poured inside her, pumped out by the hard pulsations of the meaty pipe, sending waves of the virile substance crashing against her cervix. 

And still she bounced on the cock, taking it inside her even as it came, and Winter was left groaning. It felt amazing to have her sister’s load actually come inside her, and her body was burning with emotion and sensation. It felt so good that she was thrown into a frenzy of motion, unable to stop the motion of her hips and body, fucking Weiss into the bed until her face seemed totally lost. She crashed down over and over, ass slapping and jumping, while her insides were blasted with baby-batter. 

There was so much of it that it seemed to belie belief, and it just kept on coming. The seed filled out her squishy insides, sending the bulging out around the weight of all that impregnating liquid, filling her up to the brim and then some. Her mass of assflesh continued to ripple as she worked her way up and down the cock, but even as she moved Weiss was filling her up. Her womb was overflowing with cum, her pussy awash with seed, and there was a hazy, distant look in her eyes.

“Oh, Weiss,” She gasped, “Weiss, you feel amazing. Oh, your cum is so deliciously potent - ”

“You feel way too good,” Weiss lamented, biting her lip. “I just - I can’t stop cumming -”

“Then don’t,” the white-haired sister told her, voice breathy, “you don’t have to, if you don’t want to. Just stay here, with me -”

“Oh, how romantic,” said a voice, and both sisters froze. 

There, in the doorway to Weiss’s room, was their mother, Willow. She stood straight, but her shoulder knocked gently against the doorframe, making it clear she’d been there for some time. Her lips were curved in a sly smirk, and her eyes had a knowing glint. Despite the gentle lines on her face, her age didn’t diminish her beauty at all. She looked like a gorgeous, elegant woman of high class, and her less-than-ladylike habits didn’t detract from her appearance in the least. 

“M-mother,” Weiss stammered, and Winter’s face went tight.

“Ah,” was all she said, biting on her lip. She was aware of how compromising the situation was, and no excuse came to her mind - at all. “...You see, we’re -”

“No need to explain, dear,” Willow said calmly, waving her hand dismissively. “I doubt this could be easily explained away, anyways.”

Winter flinched. “I - well -”

Weiss looked positively mortified as she huddled underneath Winter, and she was as still as a statue - but then, she couldn’t move at all with her body pinned down. She just panted as she came off her high, looking at her mother like a deer in headlights, utterly stupefied. 

“Oh, don’t look like that, you two,” Willow said dismissively, shaking her head. She waved her hand at the both of them, indicating their conjoined bodies, and Winter took the moment to slip off her sister’s still-engorged shaft. Cum was sent shifting out with wet pops, and only seemed to incriminate them more. “It’s not like I’m surprised.”

Weiss squeaked. “W-what? We haven’t - it’s not like -”

Willow shook her head. “Schnee’s tended to be attracted to one another, Weiss. It’s some strange quirk of biology and semblance, I suppose. Keep it all in the family. I’m not surprised that I’m finding you two fucking your brains out, honestly.”

Weiss let out a strangled cough at her mother’s words. “Mother! That’s not -”

“But that’s exactly it, isn’t it?” Willow said, and swept into the room with elegant steps. “That’s what you’re doing. I understand it, and I really don’t mind it. It’s perfectly understandable.” Her eyes flicked between them. “You’re a young, hormonal girl, and your sister is rather single-minded and repressed - it makes sense.”

Winter’s cheeks flushed. “I… wouldn't say that… ”

“Besides,” Willow continued, approaching the two with steady and assured steps, “I can understand the appeal, Winter. Weiss has… quite the impressive member, doesn’t she?”

Weiss let out another weak and panicked noise, while Winter regarded her mother calmly. “...That she does, mother.”

“So big and thick,” Willow hummed, tracing her tongue over her lips. “A positively delightful cock for a Schnee - and she’s still hard, even though she just came inside you.”

“M-mother?!” Weiss stammered the moment that Willow’s hand closed around her snowy-white obelisk of cock, and gently ran her palm against the cum-coated length in a slow roll. 

“Exceptional,” she purred, and smiled down at Winter. “Schnees, like I said, tend to be attracted to one another, you understand?”

Winter let out a tiny chuckle. “I do.”

“And since my dear daughter is still hard,” the elder Schnee continued, licking her lips in full, “I think we should help her out, no?”

“Oh, definitely,” Winter husked, and leaned in. she pushed herself onto her knees quickly and knelt over Weiss’s side, bringing her mouth down to her cock, while Willow quickly sank to her knees in front of her. Weiss looked between them with wide, shocked eyes, not believing what she was seeing at all, and she was left entirely astounded as her mother and sister pressed their mouths against her cock at the exact same time. 

There was no hesitation - not on Winter’s part, and not on her mother’s. It was almost amusing just how fast everything turned around; how fast her mother got down on her knees in front of her youngest daughter, and so eagerly set her mouth against her big, towering cock. It was more lust-worthy than it was amusing, though, and Winter was panting with lust as her mouth attacked one end of Weiss’s cum-coated cock, lips pressing in tight, while Willow did the same on the other side. Weiss looked entirely stunned the entire time, not believing what she was seeing, but everything was out of her hands now. 

Winter’s mouth closed around the cum-stained shaft and swept up, her head immediately moving into the routines she’d perfected over the last few weeks. Her lips squished against the hardness, like two soft pillows. She rubbed them up the throbbing flank and swept up toward the head, collecting the thick seed that stained her length from base to tip and then back again. Her mouth ran across the full, throbbing length, and Weiss let out a stuttered groan as the sensation washed through her hyper-sensitive member. The thick mating of seed was polished in long lines, like strips carved into the white mass, leaving it sticky with saliva.

Willow did the same from the other end, using a tempo all of her own. It was hard for Winter to say how experienced her mother was, but her head was moving with skill and intensity, her neck rolling and her lips pressing down nice and tight. Her mouth was softer and fuller than Winter’s, and she could see the soft masses squishing against the hard mass. Willow, unlike Winter, took her time, rising up and down gently, more tasting than Winter was. She explored the cock with her lips, pressing reverential kisses against it, just like she had the first time she’d come to grips with it.

It’s almost funny to see , she mused. 

Willow’s hand grasped the base of the cock and kept it steady as both Schnee women worked on the third’s thick cock - rising up and down along each flank, moving in rough synchrony as they cleaned the cum staining the shaft. Lines were carved into it as cum was pulled into their mouths with eager slurps, and saliva left running down in their wake. Willow pressed kiss after kiss into the hardness, her face looking the most content than it had in years, and she appeared entranced by her daughter’s girldick. 

Weiss, too, was entranced, but rather because of the incredulous sight and sensation. She could barely handle Winter going down on her and fucking her, but having her mother do it too was clearly wearing down her youthful mind. The pleasure was far too intense as well, and she couldn’t do anything but fail to fight off the sensations of a double-blowjob with increasingly plaintive mewls. Her fingers dug into the bed around them as Willow pressed against the throbbing girth and rose up to the head, kissing all the while, her movements soft and tender, while Winter was hot and heavy.

Willow’s tongue swept out after Winter’s did, and she licked a long path down the thick cock. She was slower, her muscle rolling over it, before sweeping around the engorged flanks. She flicked and licked at the vascular underside before traveling down to her thick base, while Winter did the same at the top. Her tongue curled around the bulbous tip, tracing the underside of the heavy and pronounced ridge, before lapping at the sensitive redness on top. Weiss moaned at the combination of mother and sister licking and worshipping her cock, leaving it clean of all cum, and now sticky with saliva. 

Willow moved firmly, but not with Winter’s over-eager movements. She wasn’t as hungry or passionate, but tender like a mother should be. Her lips kissed along it, measuring the thick throbbing, and then licked it with slow rolls that had Weiss gasp. Winter watched from just a few inches away, over the thick bulge of the cock, as her mother went down on her daughter with increasingly happy movements, lips squishing and tongue rolling, collecting up her own saliva just as she had with the cum previously.

“You taste amazing, Weiss,” Willow hummed, and Weiss flushed hard. 

“I…”

“You’ve grown into such a big girl,” she continued to purr, her hand rising up to pump along the shaft, pushing past Winter’s own licking tongue. Her head kissed at the throbbing underside, and her eyes locked onto Weiss’s above. “And I’m so pleased to see it.”

She set another teasing lick against the sensitive underside, and watched deliberately as Weiss gasped. “Ah, but I don't want you to cum just yet, daughter. I want to make you feel better. ”

Willow inclined her head at Winter, and she slipped away dutifully, like a good daughter. She set herself to the side as she watched her mother shift back, centering herself with the tall pillar, and smile up at Weiss - smiling even as her hands began to pull at her blouse, pulling out button after button, from collar down to her pelvis, and then strip it off with elegant movements. Weiss’s face was red and her mouth parted as she beheld her mother’s bra-clad tits: large, doughy, and fat; larger than Winter’s by a full cup, if not more, and with all the softness of maturity. 

Willow laughed at the expression on her daughter’s face, even as she unclasped hooks and stripped her bra off without ceremony. “Ah, I’d forgotten that expression.”

Her tits were weighed down by their own plump softness, and rested heavily against her chest. They were two hills of creamy flesh, with pink nipples that were small and pert. Far less perky and tight than Winter’s pair, but their apparent softness and fleshiness made them considerably more appetizing, as far as the expression on Weiss’s face said. Willow, gently, cradled her breasts, pushing fingers into the white-fleshed expanse, propping them up with a gentle tremble.

“You like your mother’s big breasts, Weiss?” Willow asked coyly, and Weiss nodded as if mute. “Yes?”

“Yes,” Weiss admitted. “They’re… fantastic.”

“That makes me happy to hear, dear,” Willow chuckled, and leaned in, breasts cradled in hand. “Now let me make you happy.”

Much like Winter had done, Willow brought her large, doughy breasts up with her hands - but she set them down on Weiss’s lap, instead of immediately going for her cock. Her hand grabbed at the saliva-coated length and, with a smirk, slapped it against the luscious expanse of her breasts. Fleshy smacks rang out as she slapped Weiss’s cock against the round curve of her breast, squishing the flesh down and making little imprints in the shape of her dick. Weiss gasped at the new and exotic sensation, and Willow smiled in reply.

She brought her breasts further up, sliding them along her thighs, and set them around Weiss’s cock. She had no lingerie around them, though, and so she was able to just fold them around the midsection of the cock - instead of sliding her into the pocket of her cleavage, she surrounded it in it. Weiss immediately let out a loud and lewd groan, her head tilting back, but her eyes were still firmly trained on her mother’s - Willow never looked away.

“They’re to your liking?” Willow asked, laughter in her voice. She pressed down on the sides of her breasts, squeezing the cock between them, and Weiss gasped.

“Oh, yes,” Weiss told her, fingers curling. “So much.”

“I’m glad,” their mother chuckled, her tongue tracing along her lips. 

Her hands pressed down on the heavy globes of her breasts and surrounded the cock firmly, and the softer, squishier skin practically moulded to Weiss’s cock. Winter couldn’t tell how it felt, but Weiss was groaning with delight, and she could see the breastflesh rolling against itself in soft rolls that made it hard to tell where one tit started and the other stopped. It was just a squiggly line of creamy skin, hugging the cock tight, and trapping it in a wet pocket of cleavage. 

Willow kept on staring at her daughter as she brought her breasts up, dragging them along the cock just as Winter had earlier. But, where Winter had dragged herself along with skilled movements, Willow, instead, bounced her breasts in her tightly-clamping palms, allowing the doughy nature of her chest and their weight to rub along the cock. They wobbled as they bounced along the towering length, caressing a good seven inches of it, and Weiss let out a happy moan.

“That feels amazing,” she said, and her voice was thick with arousal. It was a reaction that had both mother and daughter smiling, watching intently as Weiss had her mind - and cock - blown yet again. 

Willow brought her pillowy chest up along the cock, her hands squishing into the plump flanks of her double-D’s and sending the skin pressing firmly against the cock lodged between them. Winter watched her tits bulge around her palms and fingers, and imagined just how it must have felt for Weiss at that moment; her cock trapped in a pocket of tight and squishy skin, the saliva making it wet and damp. 

Squelches rose up almost immediately as the breasts bounced along the drool-coated length. There was no way it wouldn’t, and silky skin was quickly massaging the slick matting down into their skin. Willow bounced and bobbed her breasts in her lap, bringing them up and down with tremendous, fleshy trembles, and Winter watched saliva bubble up along the squiggly line of squishing flesh. The elder woman was smiling as she watched her daughter moan and groan from the effects of her titjob, and her eyes practically twinkled. 

“Good, honey?” She pressed, and Weiss nodded rapidly.

“I love it, mother,” Weiss moaned, her eyelashes fluttering and her breath hiking. “Your breasts feel so good wrapped around my cock…”

“Is that so?” Willow asked, her voice low and breathy, and Weiss nodded rapidly. She was too busy groaning to speak, and Willow was too busy pressing her advantage, bobbing and bouncing her tits in her hands and along the thick length that filled her cleavage.

Her breasts rose up high before landing down in Weiss’s lap with loud, ringing claps. The woman was smiling as she stroked Weiss’s cock with her luscious chest, each movement sending her palms squishing deeper into the gorgeous, creamy skin. She applied more and more pressure, exerting it on the cock, pressing the doughy mounds so close that they flattened against themselves. The silky tract of cleavage hugged the dick and caressed it, and produced increasingly sloppy noises and the saliva was trapped inside and given nowhere to escape from. 

“Damn,” Weiss swore, her every breath a pant. “That’s so - damn - good -”

Willow’s sideboob bent in around her pressing palms and formed thick rolls of doughy skin that seemed to trap her hands - all so that she could press in harder and firmer, mashing her breasts against her daughter’s cock. Weiss, still groaning, began to buck her hips instinctively, doing what nature intended for it, and thrust through the velvety tract of cleavage. Willow laughed; a low and aroused noise, watching as her daughter got into the incestuous titfuck more and more. 

The cock thrust through the tight seal of her breasts, filling out her cleavage, and visibly sent her tits wobbling and the flesh rippling. Winter watched as Willow bounced her tits and had then fucked at the same time, forcing the pliable mounds into a riot of motion. Flesh bulged and jumped up as the cock thrust and her hands guided it along, and the wet noises of churning saliva got thicker and headier. Weiss’s groaning was louder, harder, her stress and pleasure clear to their ears, and both women indulged in it. 

“Goodness,” Weiss panted, “Yes! ” 

Her breasts rose up and down, thumping against her lap with increasingly heavy smacks, the flesh trembling from the bottoms-up. She caressed the throbbing slab of fuckmeat, each roll producing lewd noises and deeper moans, pleasuring the futanari more than she could bear. The full length of her shaft was pleasured by a pair of big tits, with every last bit of the doughy masses set against her and put toward the singular purpose of ‘making her happy’, and Weiss was certainly that - delirious with happiness.

“Mother, I - I’m going to cum!”

“Go for it, Weiss,” Willow purred, staring up at her intently. “Paint my chest in white, honey.”

The words were cheesy, and Winter knew it - just as her own had been. Maybe it was some unconscious attraction and desire between the Schnee family that brought on such attitudes, or maybe they were all just that lewd; but it didn’t matter. Willow’s breasts rose up and down, hard and fast, slapping into Weiss’s lap, until the cock began to pulse and explore in orgasmic release once more. Winter, this time, was left watching as her sisters came. She could well imagine what it was like - the slab swelling out and rising out, the cum thrumming through it, and then painting skin in warm waves of whiteness - but she was left watching as Weiss came in Willow’s cleavage.

“That’s it, dear!” Willow cooed happily, still looking up even as wave after wave of thick semen painted her cleavage, “let it out!”

Weiss moaned as she spurted out yet another thick load of cum directly into her mother’s breasts. It was almost mind-boggling how she could produce so much yet again, but she did it effortlessly, filling her mother’s cleavage until it was swimming with syrupy seed. It squelched out in thick, bubbling lines, rolling down the squiggly seal of her titflesh and then dripping down from the bottom. As the cock thrust up, through the velvet pocket, ropes of baby-batter painted the tops of Willow’s massive chest. They rolled down in long, thick lines, glazing the peaks in white.

“So much,” Willow praised, not even a moment later. “Here I’d have thought you were backed up, but I guess it’s just so good you’re producing more, isn’t it?”

“It is,” Winter supplied, while Weiss panted and came off her high. “My dear sister is very sensitive, and very needy.”

“I can’t help it,” Weiss told them, sounding tired. “It just feels so good that I can’t stop…”

“Then there's no reason to,” Willow pressed, and clambered up onto the bed. “You know, it’s been so long since I’ve been satisfied…”

Her skirt was hiked up around her legs, and Weiss just stared. She was still staring as Willow settled into her lap coyly, deliberately stripping off her panties, and tossing them and her skirt aside. Weiss was still staring as Willow pushed her daughter down onto the bed, just as Winter had earlier, but then rolled them over, putting Weiss firmly on top of Willow’s missionary body. 

“...And I so do want it. Badly.” Willow smiled up at her daughter. “Be a good girl, Weiss, and help your mother out, okay?”

“...Okay,” Weiss said, almost as if on instinct. Winter chuckled at just how far gone her sister was, and how eagerly she was taking to it all - really, was there a doubt at this point? “Okay. Yeah, alright -”

Willow had already grabbed Weiss’s cock, and was guiding it down against the soaked lips of her cunt. There was barely a pause as she aligned her daughter’s thick and potent cock, still dripping with impregnating seed, against her snatch, almost tenderly feeding it inside her. Winter knew she didn't have Winter’s build and capabilities, and the cock would certainly be straining, but she didn’t seem to care as she guided an inch inside her - enough to already make her groan - and then another. She wanted it, and that was that.

It’s so hot to watch, Winter concluded. 

“Oh, that’s big, ” Willow cried out. “Weiss, dear, that cock of yours is wonderful. ”

“You’re so tight,” Weiss panted, her hips pushing down, through her mother’s tight fingers and down into her hungry snatch. Her cock disappears inside her, inch by inch, filling out her tight cleft and stretching out her sodden petals. Winter watched it all with rapt fascination, staring as Weiss’s large balls swung down, and unconsciously set her own hand against her cunt. “Maidens, your body - both of you - feel so damn good -”

“I’m glad,” Willow groaned, her hips bucking as the cock slid through her snatch. “Now fuck your mother, honey.”

Weiss was far beyond needing encouragement, at this point. She was halfway inside of her mother’s tight cunt, and Winter knew she was overcome with the urge to fuck, and so that was what the girl did. Her hips drew back, but only long enough to adjust her position and send her hips thrusting right back down, filling out Willow's cunt with hot cockmeat. The older woman moaned as she was invaded with six inches of cock, which quickly turned into seven, and then eight, as Weiss pushed it into her.

The younger Schnee had no idea how to move her hips properly or what to do, Winter could tell. However, she moved as nature and instinct dictated, and clumsily pulled back only to thrust in again. As much as she wanted to help her do it right, it was far too attractive to plunge her fingers into her cum-filled snatch and watch as the cock glided in between her mother’s legs, plugging up her pussy inch by inch, thrust by thrust. It was hot to hear Willow’s moans and Weiss’s grunts, and the slick clapping of flesh on flesh.

“That’s it,” Willow moaned. “Just like that - moves those hips like that.”

Weiss’s hips pushed down firmly, over and over again, with clumsy and overeager strokes that were sufficient to do the trick. It wasn’t as if either of them needed a skilled lover - both Winter and Willow both just wanted that cock, which was big enough to pleasure them regardless. It had Willow gasping with clear pleasure in no time at all, and her hips rolled up as the turgid length speared down to meet her. It rammed into her core, filling her out, and Winter watched it with a smile.

Weiss body pressed down against her curvy mother, and her small chest smooshed against Willow’s plumper, rounder, and cum-stained pair without a care. Her entire body pushed down against her, setting creamy white against snowy-white, curves rubbing and stomachs sliding, while her hips sawed up and down with force. They rose high before crashing back down again, with Weiss clearly struggling to use the full length of her ten-inch bitchbreaker - it was hard to bring to bear, that was for sure, but she was handling it adeptly.

“So good!” Willow cried out, her hands grabbing at Weiss’s backside and tugging on her body. “You’re so thick, so - you’re reaching so deep! Oh, Weiss!”

Winter doubted that Willow had ever called out her husband’s name like that, which was a considerable plus. Either way, she was fucked down onto the bed with hard and clumsy thrusts, her body used as a sheath while Weiss pleasured herself. She pushed in, harder and harder, her hips crashing down against her mother’s pelvis. The flesh rang out, and curves were sent trembling as Weiss put as much power as she could into her movements. It might not have been much given her current level of skill, but it was considerable already - and she could only get better. 

It was a thought that made Winter smile, even as she leaned on her side, watching her mother and sister go at it, and stroked her slit. She eagerly roved over the youthful lines of her sister’s body and the curves of her mother, and watched as they jiggled and trembled with each forward push. Her sister’s ass tightened and flexed as she sent her hips ramming down, burying every last inch of her ten-inch shaft into her mother, her balls swinging pendulously and slapping down. Flesh slipped together smoothly, and lewd noises echoed out as the cum on Willow’s chest and the juices in her snatch were massaged in the sloppiest ways possible.

“Yes! Weiss!” Willow moaned, hips rolling fiercely. “Oh, yes, you’re wonderful, dear!”

“You’re so tight,” Weiss panted, her brow tight and furrowed. “I - nnngh -! ”

The cock pushed into Willow’s velvet depths over and over again, driving in deeper and harder. Winter watched as Weiss put her all into it as best as she could tell, doing her best with what she had to work with and fucking furiously for it. Her balls swung pendulously and clapped down as her hips rose high and thrust down hard, moving in sawing movements. Her vascular shaft stretched out cunt lips as she hilted herself, a growl on her lips, and a resulting moan on Willow’s.

Her face was tight as she took her daughter’s pounding, and took it happily. She was clearly loving every last moment of it, but Weiss was big, and her mind had to cope with that size. It was a gorgeous thing to watch, in Winter’s opinion, and she was running her tongue over her lips as she admired the two go at it. The cock, repeatedly, plunged down, leaving their mother breathless, leaving Winter to imagine how deep it was going; the broad head slamming into her womb, or stretching her out more than she’d ever been. 

Hips dragged back, sliding the obscenely thick cock out of the syrupy tightness, before driving it right back inside with enough force to send flesh clapping and breasts jumping. She reamed out her mother’s tightness with inexperience, but it was more than enough for what they all wanted. In and out, in and out, hips rising and falling, cock plunging down and then pulling back again in a breathless rhythm that had Willow gasping over and over again. Hands rubbed as bodies slipped together, the cum and sweat making them glide.

“So good!” Willow cried out, gasping hard. Her breasts shook with each impaling thrust into her cunt, and her pelvis rolled up to meet it time and time again. “Yes, Weiss, just like that!”

Weiss’s hips rammed down again and again, thrusting hard and fast. Winter couldn’t see very much, but it was a sexy sight, all the same. The mattress was bending as Weiss pounded into Willow, and the older Schnee was pushed forward with each successive thrust into her tightness. Her hands tugged at Weiss’s back and her legs kicked at the sheets, while her pelvis rolled up receptively. She was panting as her own lack of sexual activity took as much of a toll as Weiss’s inexperience, and she, like the girl, didn’t have the stamina to last for long. 

“You’re making your mother feel so good,” Willow groaned. “So good with your big, fat cock -”

The thick slab impaled her mother’s core with increasing force, but both of them were already gasping. Limbs tugged and met frantically as Weiss fucked her, hips working back and forth, her strokes harder, but more pronounced. Winter could tell what was happening from her intimacy with sex and her sister’s habits, but she was wishing she could feel it herself - but she made do with her hands as she watched it happen beside her, listening to the sloppy sounds and the clapping flesh, adoring every last moment of her mother being mated by her sister.

“I’m - I’m - Oh! ” Willow cried out, her face tight and limbs tighter, and Winter realized she must have hit her peak, as well - something that caused Weiss’s own orgasm to trigger, because she had no way of coping with a female's orgasm. Their cries of orgasmic bliss mingled together, and Winter’s mouth was left dry as she watched her mother cum at the same time that Weiss did, her snatch rippling around the throbbing and pumping length of cockmeat lodged inside her.

She watched Willow’s hips roll frantically as she rode the high of her orgasmic release, pleasure sweeping through her in the way that Winter so loved herself, while Weiss held herself down and just came. Her gaze was distant and unfocused, her body remaining entirely still as her balls pulsed and sent cum rushing into Willow. It was as if nature took over for several long, lewd moments, telling her to stay put and just breed. Her orgasm appeared longer and thicker than all the rest so far, if time was any indication, for soon ropes of seed were spurting out of Willow’s tightness and onto the bed - thick, virile ropes of babybatter, forced out of her cunt from the sheer quantity of it.

It’s like she’s hosing down her insides, Winter marvelled.

“Amazing,” Willow was gasping. “You’re cum is - is - fantastic.”

“Isn’t it?” Winter gushed, leaning in over them. She stroked her sister’s hair as she groaned and moaned, hips subtly jerking with each stream of cum she pumped into her mother’s cunt. “Isn’t she just so good?”

“Such a good girl,” Willow agreed, running her hands along Weiss’s backside. 

“The best,” Winter continued, lust in her voice. 

“And a good girl like you, Weiss,” Willow cooed, lifting her daughter’s chin so that she was facing her full in the face - her expression hazy, her eyes distant, cheeks red with exertion. “Deserves to have this magnificent cock worshipped, you understand?”

“I - I think I’m coming around to the idea,” Weiss panted, struggling to pull in air.

“Good,” Winter declared, smirking wide. “Because it’s my turn next, sister.”

“And then mine,” Willow chuckled softly. “It’s going to be tough sharing you, Weiss.”

“But we have as much time as we want,” Winter continued, leaning over Weiss dominantly while she was still ten-inches deep in her mother. “And such a nice, big manor to do it all in…”