Roadtrip | By : Wendell Urth Category: +1 through F > Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends Views: 2849 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a story for adults due to graphic sex.Disclaimer: Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends and all associated characters belong to their respective creators and owners, not me. I receive no compensation whatsoever for this story. |
From The Bedroom to Kitchen
But asleep only for a moment, Mac was between Goo on his left and Frankie on his right. That would never do!
Mac giggled as Frankie grabbed him by the waist, lifted him overhead and crushed him to her chest. Rocking him against her tits. He laughed and laughed. She then set him sitting on her chest, his penis inches from her face and she rocked him forward until cock and tongue met. Her hands held his ass and found that one finger buried deep in his sphincter made the fun even better.
Not to be left out, Goo had crawled between Frankie’s legs and busied herself with her new found oral skills.
Frankie was truly a happy girl, well satisfied when Mac came in her mouth at the same moment Goo brought her off with tongue and fingers. She scooped the children up in her arms, tickling and kissing. She loved watching Goo, who was talking/moaning a mile a minute as Mac did his best to shut her mouth with his dick. It was a hopeless cause, amazingly she was able to talk and blow him at the same time.
Then Frankie hung halfway off the bed, knees on the floor as the kids pushed and shoved to be the one who made her orgasm first and be rewarded with a face full of cum. Somewhere, they seemed to hear a voice “Sweet-ah.”
It was funny, they were never hungry or thirsty, but when their energy began to wane, Miss Afra was always there with a cup of her wonderful tea. Their energy picked right up again amid the smell of spicy lemons.
It was a long night, it seemed endless. The hours were only measured by who was fucked and who doing the fucking.
Sometimes it seemed Goo was an adult, a giant with wide, firm hips and ass and Frankie was a little redhaired girl, all arms and legs. Mac, a smiling man with tousled brown hair. Just for a moment…
Frankie sat at the foot of the bed, Goo straddling her lap, face nestled in Frankie’s generous breasts. Nuzzling. Mac lay next to them, fascinated by the way the only two girls now in his life could share their love with each other. Goo’s cute brown hips and ass, rotating, gyrating in small movements, rubbing her sparse curly pubes against Frankie’s fuller red bush. Little shocks and jolts traveled through their arms and legs. Mac could actually see the fine hairs on Frankie’s arm rise. Their slits, pussies now rubbing against each other while the girls moaned and bounced came and came. Their cum combined, ran down between their bodies. Mac stared at it, hungrily.
Goo looked momentarily all tuckered out, asleep in Frankie’s embrace. The woman kissed the top of the child’s head and looked at Mac as if to say, “Well, what are you waiting for?”
Frankie lay back on the bed. Sleeping Goo, still in her arms. Her dark ass, slightly puckered. An invitation
Mac dipped two fingers in the pool of their cum. Gently probing Goo’s tiny asshole. She stirred, looked behind her for a moment and giggled just as Mac thrust his cock in a single deep push. Goo yelped. Frankie kissed her mouth as Mac began a joyous ass fucking of his forever friend.
A moment of sleep, Miss Afra’s tea, an endless round of fucking and sucking and enjoying their bodies. Followed by a moment of sleep… The night went on forever. Something began to bother them. Mac felt it first. Maybe because he was the youngest. It took a while. He had to pull Goo and Frankie out of an embrace that he would rather have become a part of. He pushed and pulled and finally got the two girls on their feet and headed in the right direction (he had to threaten Frankie never to fuck her in the ass again to convince her, she looked nearly on the verge of tears before her common sense began to reassert herself). Goo looked on the verge of murder. Frankie had to shake some sense into her.
The three knew something was wrong.
They tottered naked through the house. There were so many rooms, they lost their way and twice nearly stumbled back into the bedroom and the bed they never really wanted to leave. They saw no one, but often heard voices in languages they could not understand.
Something else seemed wrong. As they passed through the rooms, the furniture which had seemed so comfy and sturdy seemed to flicker. One moment furniture, next moments twigs and sticks held by woven vines. That made no sense.
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