Daddy And Baby Girl 2

Waverly gasped at the implication—the thought that she might actually have allowed this crazy woman to introduce herself with a strap-on shoved into her bowels—but she obeyed. Like a flash of lightning, she did as she was told, panting in anticipation of having that big black dildo shoved between her asscheeks. She poised herself on top of the bar, reaching back to get her shorts out of the way…

Daddy gave her a hard smack on the ass, stopping Waverly in her tracks with pain. “Don’t you dare, baby girl. I’m gonna be the one to strip you bare. In fact, I might take these cute little shorts with me. They’d probably fit and every time I wore them, I’d think about the bitch I took them from. The one who’s gonna be sitting on the Grand Canyon from now on...”

Wynonna took hold of Waverly’s shorts and drew them down her hips, smiling as Waverly’s ass bulged out without the restraint of the jeans. Her panties looked practically skintight. Wynonna rucked those down too. Whoever this chick was, she had a nice, juicy ass. She gave it a slap for good measure and watched how it jiggled, totally ripe, not an ounce of fat on it, just toned muscle sculpted to take a spanking. Take a thrusting girl cock.

She spread Waverly’s big round buttocks, exposing the puckered pink ring of her anus. Her pussy tingled at the base of the strap-on, like the thing was connected to her. Swelling with blood, stiffening with readiness to take this bitch’s anal virginity.

“How about a drink to loosen us up?” Wynonna quipped, picking up a half-empty glass from the bar—her baby girl wasn’t much good at being a barmaid—and emptying it onto the strap-on and between Waverly’s cheeks. She massaged the liquid into her dildo, then smeared her wet hand around Waverly’s asshole.

“Shit, shit!” Waverly cried, hunching her hips forward. “You’re really going to do it… I’ve never done it before.”

“Don’t worry, baby girl,” Wynonna said, now giving that gorgeous ass a reassuring pat. “I have. You’re gonna be real nice—come for me like a good little bitch. You’ll love being an anal slut, darling. You’ll fucking dream about having your ass wrapped around my dick for the rest of your life. Who knows? I might even think about how I ruined your little hole once in a while myself.”

She took a few moments to caress the succulent roundness of Waverly’s womanly hips—her small, plump ass. The same way she’d savor the smell of wine before taking a drink. Or like some people savored the smell of wine. She didn’t go in for that pussy shit. But she could appreciate her baby girl’s sweet ass, pristine and unspoiled, before her strap-on cock permanently altered it. 

“Say it again, baby girl. Say what you want, what you’re fucking dying for!”

Waverly squeezed her eyes shut. She couldn’t believe how aroused she was, how easily she was giving in to this complete stranger. It was just like when Wynonna bullied her into doing something when they were both little girls. Her big sister just had to give the word and Waverly would go along with her, desperate to please. Fuck, if Wynonna could see her now, how ashamed would she be of what a slut Waverly was acting like?

“I’m a slut!” Waverly cried. “I’m a slut who wants it up the ass! Please, please fuck my ass! Be the first person to ever sodomize me! Break my ass in for your cock. I really want—I need to be your personal fuckhole!”

“Mmmm,” Wynonna purred. “Fuck, baby girl, you know just what to say to get momma’s motor running. I’m gonna make it so good for you, darling. You’re gonna come so hard.” 

Wynonna stretched her hand up from Waverly’s perfect ass to splay it on the small of her back, holding her down as she took her lubricated dildo in her other hand and guided it carefully between Waverly’s taut buttocks. She gave Waverly’s unblemished tramp stamp territory an owner’s pat.

“Shit, girl, this must be how ranchers feel before they brand cattle.” As Wynonna spoke, she rubbed the dildo’s tip against Waverly’s tender asshole, slowly working on it until it relaxed. She really was going to go easy on the poor bitch, it being her first time and all. She wanted to make her come more than break her in. Hell, a slut this submissive, she was halfway broken in already. “Maybe I should spring for a tattoo when we’re done here. Right above your crack, where everyone can see it right alongside that swinging ass of yours. Property of Wynonna Earp.”

“Wynonna—“ Waverly started to say, just as her sister leaned forward, pushing gently but irresistibly on Waverly’s reluctant asshole until it just had to open. The knob of the dildo entered into her, taking Waverly’s breath away, and there Wynonna held it, letting Waverly get used to the idea that she was no longer an anal virgin.

“Oh yeah. Wynonna Earp. Hope you don’t mind you’re getting ass-fucked by the town slag.” Wynonna grinned. “Actually, I hope you do mind. It’d make it better for me, knowing I was cherry-popping one of those high-and-tight bitches who are actually proud of living in fucking Purgatory. But let’s see…” 

She reached under Waverly’s hips, feeling her wet pussy, her engorged clit, rubbing both until Waverly was squirming with delight. And the way she writhed only made Waverly back up further into Wynonna, impaling herself more on the unyielding strap-on. Making it feel better and more painful all at once. 

Waverly’s mind went blank. Her sister had just taken her anal cherry. And now she was fucking herself on the cock that was still in her ass. She couldn’t process it, simply couldn’t comprehend it. 

All of which suited Wynonna fine. The only thing she wanted to hear from her newfound anal bitch was cries for more. “You’ve got a real wet cunt, baby girl. Guess you are enjoying this. Too bad I’m not fucking that pussy. Feels like you’re rolling out the red carpet, but that ain’t where the party’s being held.” Wynonna mouthed the two fingers she had touched Waverly’s pussy with. Her sister’s arousal was sucked right off the whorls of her fingerprints. “Mmm. Tastes good, though. Maybe when I’ve done enough damage to your asshole, I’ll eat a little pussy. Just so long as you promise to come in my mouth.” Wynonna grinned wickedly. “Come for me, you little slut. Show me how thankful you’ll be if I give you my tongue!”

Waverly groaned aloud, feeling Wynonna wedge the strap-on into her narrow passage, forcing her once-tight sphincter to shudder all around the violating shaft. Waverly’s mouth gaped open as the sensation totally filled her, completely new, utterly strange. The muscles of her ass tightened as if in disbelief at the size of the intruder. And she came. She couldn’t help it. Her pussy just gushed, clenched and tight and so hot she couldn’t stand it.

“Oh, fuck, I think your ass is sucking my cock!” Wynonna groaned, looking down at how Waverly’s well-opened anus now clenched around her dildo. “Shit, poor Champ is missing out. Dumb bastard actually fell for your ‘not an anal slut’ act. And are you actually coming all over the bar? Fuck, that’s gotta be the best drink they serve here! Come, baby girl! Come like you’re never gonna feel my dick up your ass again!”

I love it, Waverly thought with horror. She was being ass-fucked by her own sister and she loved every minute of it. As numb and overwhelmed as she was by the sodomy that was bringing her to multiple orgasms, she couldn’t stop thinking about how this was Wynonna Earp that was fucking her in the ass. She couldn’t forget about it, but she couldn’t bring herself to care either. 

Wynonna’s finger stroked her clit again, pouring more ecstasy into the ocean of pressure she felt in her pussy. It was the best sex she’d ever had. She was every bit the anal slut Wynonna was calling her. Waverly was practically drunk on how hard she was coming. 

She smiled to herself. Who cared if she was a sister-fucking anal bitch? So what? Her loving sister was giving her every orgasm the male population of Purgatory had failed to provide since her sweet sixteen, and Wynonna was paying her back with interest.

Waverly relaxed her asshole, pushing back gingerly into Wynonna’s ever-present fucking, trying to entice her into finishing the job. She wanted to feel those frayed jeans brushing against her sensitive thighs.

“Please, Wynonna. Let me feel you,” she moaned. “I want it, I want it, Wynonna. Give it to me, please!”

Her willingness enthralled Wynonna, who leaned into her harder, pushing the dildo through the tightness of her anal passage. God, it felt good to be giving this little slut the kind of hot sex her ass deserved. Wynonna felt genuinely noble, like she was doing something nice for her little sister.

“Fuck me, Wynonna!” Waverly urged her, backing her beautiful ass onto Wynonna’s cock. “Push it into me! Let me have it all!”

The pain Waverly had felt at first was gone now, along with any inhibitions, any misgivings about being fucked by her sister. She rolled her hips, riding back and forth on the several inches of dildo that Wynonna had already sodomized her with.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” she cried in time with her movements. “Oh God, it’s so good!” She squeezed down on the rock-hard intruder, getting out all the tension tightening her body, then pushed herself more strongly against the strap-on. “Oh shit! Wynonna! Holy shit!” 

She fell against the bar, her face on the weather-beaten wood, but still lifted her ass into the air. She even tried to reach back and get a hold on Wynonna, to pull her and her wonderful cock deeper into her ass!

“Harder! Harder! Harder!” Waverly chanted, at last feeling denim press against her ass, the backs of her thighs, wiping away her sweat as Wynonna drove ever more firmly into her.

“Fuck, baby girl, shame to ruin such a tight fucking ass!” Wynonna groaned, sweat beading on her forehead as she forced the dildo deeper and deeper. She reached under Waverly and cradled the girl’s swaying breasts in her hands, though they were too big for her short fingers. Wynonna still dug in with her grip, trying to get more leverage to push the final inches of the strap-on inside of Waverly.

“Ghhhh!” Waverly shrieked. “Fuck, Wynonna, I’m about to come! Oh hell, shit! Now, now, now, now!” Her screams blurred together, became meaningless, just the sounds Waverly uttered to go with her exertion as she hurled herself back against Wynonna’s impalement of her luscious ass.

Wynonna tightened her hold on Waverly’s tits, trying to hold on as Waverly bucked and spasmed under her. She feared her strap-on would be broken in two, Waverly was moving so frenziedly. Not some shy, retiring virgin now, but a savage, lust-crazed creature who wanted all the fucking Wynonna could give.

The bar creaked under them. Wynonna looked up and saw their reflection in the bar’s mirror. Her eyes widened; her mouth gaped in an expression of disbelief. The two of them looked like they had gone berserk, slamming into each other like a pair of combatants.

“Take it!” she hissed at Waverly. “Take it, you little cunt! I’ll destroy your fucking ass! I’ll make it mine forever!”

“Do it!” Waverly gasped back at her. “Fuck me hard, fuck me so hard! Don’t you dare stop, Wynonna! Not when we’re finally… oh God…”

She was sweating up a storm, her back a shimmer of perspiration soaking into Wynonna’s shirt as her sister fucked her, mounted her, owned her. The groping pressure of Wynonna’s grip on her tits only excited Waverly more. 

Maybe she’d wanted this for a long time. Maybe it felt so good because she’d been dreaming of it for so long. Maybe she was an anal slut, but only for Wynonna. Only for her wonderful, wicked big sister, who always took care of her. Took such good care of her…

Heat burned Waverly’s body, shot through her with rapture that had no limit. Her body lunged of its own accord, crushing her ass into Wynonna’s groin like she was trying to give her a lapdance, and Wynonna pinned her down onto the bar and thrust into her again. Wild visions exploded behind Waverly’s shut eyelids. She remembered how a stallion looked mounting a mare in heat. Now she knew how it felt.

“I’m coming! I’m coming!” Waverly shouted, pounding her fist on the bar hard enough to toss over the bottles that hadn’t yet been knocked over. 

Wynonna slammed into her, driving her dildo all the way inside of Waverly’s bowels, and then they were both coming, jerking and writhing, their sweating flesh slipping all over each other as the buried strap-on held them together. Waverly could hear the liquid sound of her own sucking asshole as Wynonna finished sodomizing her, opening her up for good. Waverly’s ass was most definitely ruined and she loved it.

Waverly gave a final, spasmodic pitch forward and Wynonna’s strap-on escaped from its devastated prison. She fell across the bar, limbs flopping down on either side of it, and Wynonna dropped onto a stool beside her, panting, heart beating madly as she fell forward and cushioned her face on Waverly’s splayed ass. It was nice and warm now, like a heated blanket.

“Fuck, baby girl—you’re used to coming on my cock and you have to go get me beer when I ask for it. I may just become a repeat customer.” She licked some of the sweat from Waverly’s asscheek. If any hole cried out to be fucked a second time, this one did. “What do they call you when you’re not getting sodomized? I may have to ask for you by name.”