Cold Shower finale

No sooner had Elsa asked for attention then Anna and Mayday pounced on her. The three of them fell to the floor, writhing nakedly in a tangle of arms and legs. Anna won the battle for Elsa’s pussy and the queen gasped as her sister began lapping her cunt furiously. Mayday rolled atop the older woman and sat on her face as Anna sucked her pussy.

Noir looked on with interest as the two girls lavished attention on Elsa’s body. His prick was still hard and as he watched he knew it would not be long before he was joining in again. The excited flesh of these girls left him weak and helpless, and he would not be able to resist them.

Peter felt his heart beating wildly as Elsa moaned and lifted her hips from the floor. He heard her call out time and time again. His prick jerked stiffly away from his body as he looked on and knew it would not be long until he was down on the floor with the girls. 

Anna had her head buried between the woman’s legs and the sounds of her slurping came to Kristoff over the other sounds in the room. He looked down at Anna’s uplifted young ass and he knew what he was going to next. Slowly, he began to manipulate his prick as his passion built.

Elsa gasped for breath as Mayday ground her pussy into her mouth. She could taste body-warm cum as it gushed from the girl’s cunt, mixed with Mayday’s juices. She swallowed thickly as her hands found the nubile teenager’s breasts. She wanted to suck Mayday’s breasts and cunt at the same time; she wanted to suck everyone and everything, taste them and pleasure them, she wanted to be full of their essence.

Above her, Mayday writhed in passion. Her small body was shining with a light sheen of sweat as Elsa brought forth yet another orgasm from the girl’s body. She stiffened and cried out as Elsa’s hands dug into her tanned flesh while she quivered erotically above her.

Peter moved in as Mayday cried out and Elsa threw her legs over Anna’s slender shoulders. He took hold of his stiff prick, spat on it, then moved between the girl’s legs as she continued to suck Elsa’s pussy. He nudged her tight asshole with the bulbous head of his prick. And Anna raised her ass to him, knowing exactly what he wanted. It was what she wanted too.

“Just this once, try not to bite down on something,” he teased.

Anna shuddered as she felt Peter’s hands on her hips. She steeled her nerves for the pain of his entry. And as his prick spread and stretched the muscles of her asshole, Anna gasped for breath. Biting her lip, she grimaced, her face buried against Elsa’s hot wet pussy. Then, the pain of entry passed and the princess felt her body seemingly filled with Peter’s throbbing cock. She sighed and wiggled her ass slightly, then licked out to find Elsa’s clit again.

Peter looked down at his prick eased into the girl’s hot asshole. Kristoff had said she had the tightest ass he had ever fucked—and the amazing thing was, no matter how often she was fucked there, her asshole remained tight. Now, Peter pulled back slightly and watched in fascination as his prick came out of her pink asshole, pulling the soft flesh with it until he stopped. Thrusting forward with his hips, he drove his prick into the girl to the hilt, then reached beneath her to begin fingerfucking her with his right hand.

Anna groaned as Peter’s finger entered her cunt. She wished frantically for a prick there too, but bent forward as she was, she knew it would be impossible. She sucked and licked at the quivering lips of Elsa’s pussy as the woman rolled wildly on the floor. So I guess Elsa is a little gay, she thought to herself as Peter’s prick slid in and out of her tight asshole. This has to be one of the best family outings we’ve ever had.

Kristoff licked his lips as Mayday cried out, then rolled off of Elsa’s face. He looked at the beautiful woman as she lay gasping for breath, her legs still over Anna’s shoulders. He couldn’t wait any longer. He knelt beside the woman, his gigantic prick in his hand. “I’ve wanted those lips around my cock for a long time,” he told her, and slipped his hand beneath her head.

“Does my sister know that?”

“She’s wanted you to suck her too. Although at the moment, the position is filled.”

“There’s another one opening up.”

Kristoff guided his throbbing prick to the woman’s mouth. His eyes glazed as she wet her lips, then ovaled her mouth to take in the head of it. Expertly, she swirled her tongue around the underside where she knew the sensation was the greatest. With one hand on the base of his thick manhood and the other around his hairy balls, Elsa arched her head back and took every last inch into her mouth.

Kristoff shuddered as he looked down and saw his cock disappear into the queen’s mouth. He could feel his long prick slide down her narrow throat and as she swallowed, it felt as though his prick was being massaged all over.

“Arghhhhh… yessss… all the way! Suck all of my prick! Take it down that tight throat of yours… Goddamn… you two really are sisters!” Kristoff cried. 

With her eyes glued to Peter and Anna, Mayday leaned back against the chair and began fingering herself. Seeing her, Noir moved over to sit on the edge of the cushion, his prick only inches from her face. Slowly, he began jacking himself off, his prick aimed at her pretty face. Mayday licked her lips in obvious anticipation as he played with his prick and she fingerfucked herself so he could see.

“Okay, this is perverted, but I know it’s perverted,” Mayday began, “so does that just make it kinky?”

“Hey, you know how many Spider-Men have fucked their clones?” Noir asked. “And at least I’m not Miles Morales.”

“Whoa, what, cuz he’s black?”

“Nah, I just think he’s a wurp.”

“I… don’t know if that’s racist or just old-timey.”

Then, both of them turned their attention back to the quartet on the floor.

Peter grimaced as he thrust his prick deeply into Anna’s asshole and the girl cried out. Elsa gasped for breath as she took the entire length of Kristoff’s prick into her throat again and the Spider-Man looked on in awe.

Peter felt himself coming again and this time he wanted to hold off. Fucking another man’s wife in the asshole was something he was not anxious to finish. Hell, fucking his own wife in the asshole was pretty great.

He stroked Anna’s dripping cunt with his fingers as she writhed and rutted her ass back against him. Again and again, she wiggled and cried out and he knew she was if the midst of one orgasm or another. As she stiffened again, her anal muscles seemed to contract and Peter felt his prick being strangled as the spasms shook her sweating young body.

Pulling out until just the head of his prick remained, Peter shoved it in all the way and let out a muffled gasp as he erupted deep in her bowels. He shuddered strongly as she arched to him and screamed, her orgasm tearing the sound from her throat.

Anna felt Peter’s prick explode in her ass and she sucked her breath as Elsa’s legs fell limply from her shoulders. She looked up just as Elsa’s cheeks ballooned out, filled with Kristoff’s hot cum.

Kristoff felt his muscles tighten as the woman’s sucking mouth brought him off again. He filled her mouth to overflowing with his sticky white cum and, as she swallowed, he held onto her face.

“And that… is what I think about… every time… I see you drinking goddamn hot cocoa… with goddamn whipped cream…”

Mayday moaned and rolled her head from side to side as she fingered her seething pussy. Wave after wave washed over her sweating body as Noir jacked off in her face. She gasped for breath then as she felt the first hot splash on her cheek and she turned her face to his spurting cock.

Noir thrilled as he watched his prick spew its load of hot cum all over the girl’s face. She opened her mouth and caught a gob on her tongue as another splashed her nose, then her eye. Quivering, she finished herself off as Noir’s prick jerked spasmodically and the last thin drops of his cum dripped forth onto her lips.

“This is totally my stripper origin story,” she said.

The group lay in a deep stupor for what seemed an eternity. Finally, Peter disengaged himself from Anna and his shrinking prick came out of her tight asshole with a tiny popping sound. 

Elsa was numbed by the amount of sexual activity she had witnessed in just a few short hours and her body ached for release. But sitting beside Anna, she felt her eyelids grow heavy and as she fought sleep, she heard Mayday cry out.

“Ohhhhih, yes! Eat my pussy… lick it, Noir… God, do my clit… Ughhhnn… yessss!”

Each time Elsa allowed her eyelids to close, she found it more difficult to open them. Anna’s arm was about her and the last thing she remembered before falling off to sleep was the feeling of her sister’s hand cupping her tit. It was a good feeling.

***

Cum seeped from her lips, down her chin, sparkling in the florid lightning of the fireplace. Mayday had sucked Anna’s husband off, and now she was offering her cunt or asshole. The choice was Anna’s.

“Have you ever sat in another girl’s saddle?” Anna asked, not wanting to break the tantalizing contact she had with Elsa, who was still being a devoted sister and rubbing her cunt. Orgasm was just a question of time, but she laid Elsa down and let her sleep.

“I don’t know what that means, but probably.”

"Get on the floor; on your back; put your hands under your hips; brace them up high." 

Mayday was aware of a hot, gooey sweetness in her crotch. Lithe and athletic, she had no trouble following directions. She felt a little silly with her legs straight up in the air, feet far apart, her pussy exposed to her partner's lascivious gaze. She wished Anna would hurry. She needed fucking! Through half-closed eyes, she watched Anna approach.

"Brace yourself firmly," Anna panted with passion, positioning her right foot against Mayday's upturned ass and stepping through with her left foot, placing it near the base of Mayday's left breast, between arm and ribs.

Mayday spread her legs wider, expanding the vee of her taut thighs. She tilted her head so she could watch Anna part the full, engorged lips of her pussy. "That feeeels gooooood!" Mayday moaned as Anna massaged the clit with the tip of a finger and drove a finger deep into her hot, throbbing sex. "Ooooohhh!" she whimpered, her ass bumping and grinding to accentuate the pressure, wanting more and more in her cunt. "Heeeeaaaavvveeennnnly!" Mayday groaned. She rolled her hips, fucking her pussy against Anna's educated hand.

She watched Anna's other hand at work in her own crotch as the girl pressed her labia far apart so that the slick inner surface was fully exposed. And Anna did the same to herself.

Anna squatted slowly, her smooth, rounded buttocks caressed Mayday's inner right thigh; her pubic hair, curly and rich, raked her left. Mayday thought she could feel the intense heat of Anna's voracious pussy as it sank closer and closer.

Then there was faint contact... then full pressure... and Mayday felt their searing pussies were welded together in ecstatic, erotic bond.

"I think I’m going to like riding you," Anna panted.

"I think I like having you in my saddle," Mayday murmured as Anna swabbed her ass around, rubbing the hot slickness of their pussies together. Mayday thought she could feel Anna's hard clit needling against her own and bucked her ass and came quickly, sharply, almost painfully.

"Ooooohh, fuck me!" Anna whined, reveling in having her sex kissed to another woman's in wanton pleasure. 

Mayday looked up at Anna's triumphant face, eyes half-closed, relishing her own orgasm. "I never realized two women could fuck sooooo goooooood!" she choked with pleasure. 

Anna had both of her arms around Mayday's stiff left leg for support and was girl-fucking like mad. The breath of passion whinnied through her narrowed nostrils as she fucked around and around, rubbing her burning snatch against Mayday's.

"Oooooohh, ffffuuuuccckkk—fuck, FUCK!" Mayday grunted, shaking her ass around and around, faster and faster. "I'm ready again!" Mayday screamed, fucking faster. "Let's cum together!" and she churned her crotch faster and harder against Anna’s scorching treasure.

"I'm ccccuuuummmmiiinnnggg!" Anna squalled, jolting her ass, suddenly shattered by sensual relief, losing muscle control. She went sweetly limp, burning with pleasure as her orgasm danced along every nerve. She was vaguely aware that Mayday had collapsed, their pussies still melted together.

“I think I need a new saddle,” she said, looking disappointedly to see that Elsa was still asleep, snoring gently even.

Anna closed her eyes for a moment, basking in the delicious aftermath of the most satisfying orgasm she had ever had, and opened them to find Noir staring down at her. She smiled at him.

"Good?" he asked softly.

"Great!" she sighed.

Anna reached up and took his cock in her hand.

"Did you like eating Mayday?" she asked.

"What you have in your hand should tell you," Noir laughed.

"It's so nice and hard again," she purred. “If only it was part of a matching set…”

Peter was standing over her as well. He hadn’t said anything, but his thoughts were obviously going in the same direction as his twin, even if he had come in Anna’s sister’s throat not too long ago. 

Anna reached for his cock. It was limp in her grasp. She leaned over and kissed it, then took the head in her mouth and gave it a long, wet slurp. All at once Peter’s prick was limp no longer.

“Mmmmm, that’s better,” Anna sighed. Peter’s knees were wobbling. He laid down on his back…

"Climb on top of Peter, skirt," Noir gasped, his voice a low growl. "Sit on his cock. Slide it up your cunt. I want to try something really fucking dirty."

Anna had no idea what he was up to, but obediently she crawled up over the younger man and took his prick in her hand. She spread her legs and stuffed the hard-on into her pussy. She sank all her weight on it till it was crammed up her to the balls. Then she sagged forwards, her tits dangling in Peter's face.

"What are you going to do to her?" he asked, gripping her asscheeks in his hands.

"What do you think?" Noir panted. "We're going to have us a little Anna sandwich. And you and I are putting in the meat to go with this cute little tomato.”

Peter didn't seem to understand, and neither did Anna. She lay on top of the young man, his cock buried up her cunt, and waited. Then she felt Noir's prick poking at her asshole and in a flash she knew what was going to happen. A lewd thrill went through her. She didn't resist. In fact she suddenly realized that she wanted this more than anything in the world.

"Yes! Oh fuck yes!" she howled. "Double cock me! Sandwich-fuck me! Fuck me up the cunt and up the ass at the same time! Oh fuck yes!"

"Sonovabitch!" Peter croaked, suddenly seeing the light. "Up her cunt and up her ass at the same time! Oh fuck!"

Noir was pressing harder and harder against her puckered asshole. And suddenly her muscles relaxed and the head of his cock plowed inside her. He paused for a second and then pressed on. Inch after rock-hard inch of cock bulled up her anus.

"Yes! Oh fuck yes!" she wailed. "Fuck me up the ass! Ass-fuck me while I have a cock up my cunt! I love it! I fucking love it!"

Another inch of hard prick plowed up her ass. And another. Until soon all of Noir's prick had disappeared. He rested on top of her, his cock buried to the balls up her asshole. Then he began fucking her, driving his prick in and out of the tight hole.

"I can feel your cock up her ass!" Peter groaned. "Oh shit, I can feel you fucking her asshole!"

He lay there helplessly, his face pounded by Anna's tits. He didn't have to move. Noir's cock was providing all the friction needed. He gazed up into Anna's face, curious as to what she must be feeling. He was surprised to see a look of absolute pleasure on her lovely features. His horny host was obviously having the time of her life. 

"Ass-fuck me! Gang up on me!" Anna raved, half out of her mind. "Split me in half with your big beautiful cocks!"

Noir drilled his cock up her asshole. His movements grew more and more wild. Even Peter started to move, knifing his cock upwards again and again into her cunt. Anna's body shuddered each time the two cocks rammed into her. Her head lolled from side to side and her eyes kept closing and opening.

All at once though, her eyes focused on the open door. And for the first time she saw the figure of her husband standing there. She had no idea how long he'd been watching her get double-teamed. For all she knew, it could have been quite some time. 

“Had to use the toilet,” he said, striding forward and pumping on his cock. There was no need to. He was already erect.

"I hope that’s not for me,” Noir groaned, also seeing Kristoff for the first time. He went right on assfucking Anna. “Girlie’s running out of holes.” 

"Don't worry about it," Kristoff said quite casually. "This looks really interesting. Would it bother you if I joined in? She is my wife, after all."

He got in front of Anna and tilted her lovely face upwards. They looked each other right in the eye as Kristoff prepared to stuff his cock between her lips.

"So this is what my wife gets up to when I leave her alone?" He grinned. "Maybe I should keep a closer eye on her from now on."

“The closer you are, the more you can enjoy the show!” Anna gasped, her eyes flashing. “Fill my mouth with your hot cum… God, let me taste you!”

Kristoff paused, his cock resting on her chin. They continued staring at each other, as if they were silently communicating something to one another. Then he eased his cock into her mouth and she began to suck. He forced more and more of the big shaft between her lips, till she was damn near gagging on it.

“Play that piccolo, wifey,” he told her, before realizing he’d spent way too much time with Noir.

"I mean… not that I have anything against cake-eaters," Noir gasped, still plugging Anna's ass with regular thrusts of his cock. “I just don’t see the appeal when you’ve got a hotsy-totsy dame like this!”

“Oh, you have no idea. Her ass is nice, but the way she sucks…” Kristoff moaned. “Peter, how is it down there? Does my wife's cunt feel nice?"

"I give it an eight point eight. It has a good beat and you can dance to it!" Peter gasped, knifing his prick upwards. If he looked up he could see the cuckold’s hard-on plowing in and out of Anna's mouth.

Noir felt a little strange about the situation, which he hadn’t heard of even in Harlem. But if Kristoff didn't mind, why worry about it? His cock was still hard. In fact he felt very close to cumming as he rammed in and out of Anna's asshole. He drove forward again and again, forcing her mouth deep onto her husband's prick.

Anna was light-headed with pleasure. She'd never known a situation so wild, so strange, so erotic. She was making it with three men at the same time, after all, one of whom was her husband. She had three cocks inside her at once. If only she had three more men so Elsa could enjoy the same.

She squirmed between the three men for a few more minutes, accepting the deep thrusts of their big cocks. Then out of nowhere she got a very dirty idea. She pulled her mouth off Kristoff's cock and took several deep breaths. Her husband's cock rubbed up and down the side of her face.

"I want you to cum all over me," she gasped, her voice hoarse. "I want all three of you to spurt your jism in my face and hair at the same time. I want to be splattered with gallons of hot spunk! I want to drown in the stuff!"

Noir and Peter went right on fucking her cunt and asshole. But Kristoff urged them to do as she asked, and soon they pulled their throbbing cocks from her. She flopped over onto her back. She gripped Noir's cock in her right hand and Peter's in her left as they knelt up on either side of her. Kristoff swung a leg over her middle and straddled her tits. His cock jutted up over her face and he pulled on it roughly.

In a matter of seconds the air was full of cum. Noir and Peter were spurting jets from the right and left. Kristoff was shooting it up the center of her face. There was a blizzard of spunk above Anna's head, and all the gooey white strands were splattering down onto her cheeks, her forehead, her mouth. She clenched shut her eyes as string after string splashed across her lashes.

"All over the my wife! Drown her in cum!" Kristoff croaked. "Fuck, she loves it!"

He fired jets of spunk up the center of her face and watched them collide with the jets spurting from the left and right. White strands of cum swirled in the air and fell splattering across Anna's features. In seconds his wife was a mess. She was unrecognizable under her blanket of jism.

"Splatter her! She loves it! Cover her in cum!" he wailed. He gushed out a streamer of spunk between her gasping lips.

Anna's mouth filled up with slime. For a time all three men were firing between her lips. She played with it, swirling her tongue through it and forcing it to overflow her mouth. As the cum continued to rain down on her, she appeared to be smiling.

She wondered what she must look like to Kristoff. She wondered how he felt seeing his wife splattered with jism. It was turning him on, she was sure. It was exciting him. And who knew what else he might want her to do in the future? Would he want to see her used in other kinky ways by her sister? Probably. He was quite a kinky guy, in his own way. He would probably even like it if Elsa made another snow monster, one with a huge cock, and fucked her with it.

She drew the line at Sven, though. Unless they were riding him while they fucked, but that just seemed uncomfortable for all involved.

She held up her face and felt the cum splatter down on her like rain. And when they were finally done—it had taken a long time—she crawled next to Elsa with legs that almost refused to work, pursed her lips above Elsa’s snoring mouth, and let her new friends’ cum, along with her loving husband’s, be shared with her sister.

Elsa smacked her lips happily.

Anna wondered how well-hung trolls were, anyway.

***

Elsa awoke to find the fire had died down. Anna was covered in cum, sandwiched between Kristoff and Noir. Mayday had cuddled up to her sometime in the night, sharing what warmth there was in her cool body. And Peter, somehow, had brought in a tub of bathing water and neatly folded piles of all their clothes, cleaned and starched. He was throwing new logs in the fireplace and trying to kindle a flame when Elsa turned to him, the motion making Mayday groan and hug her tighter.

“Morning.”

“Morning,” Peter returned. “Sorry about, uh, bukkaking your sister. I tried to get her a wet nap or something, but she was pretty tired.”

“Think nothing of it. It explains an aroma I’ve noted on her several times.” Elsa smiled widely. “You say the three of you are travelers?”

“Yeah. We call ourselves, uh, the Web Warriors.”

“And there are others? Like you?”

“Yeah, some are like me and Noir, some are more… random. There’s a Gwen Stacy Spider-Woman who is nothing like the Gwen I used to know…”

Elsa sported a coy smile. “Well, would you let your fellows know that if at any time they wish to rest… or do other things… Arendelle offers them welcome respite from their travels.”

“I can think of a few guys who could use a good respite,” Peter nodded. “One of them has this hair… damnedest stuff…”