Chapter 3: First contact
Elsa’s mouth watered at the sight, her throat tightening as she slid forward, her knees scuffing against the slick marble of the tub’s floor. The resistance was almost unbearable—a delicious, agonizing friction that sent shivers up her spine as she edged closer, her thighs parting wider to accommodate her balance. Her daintiest, yet still impossibly elegant fingers curled around her cock once more, the cool water making her grip tighter than she intended.
With a slow, deliberate motion, she tugged at the thick, wrinkled foreskin, peeling it back inch by agonizing inch as the excess skin actively resisted being retracted over her purple cockhead, the glans already glistening with a fresh bead of precum that threatened to drip before she could even present it. Her fingers trembled slightly—part fear, part anticipation—as she forced the thickened flesh back, the strained skin whitening around her knuckles, her breath hitching when the slit of her cockhead finally split the taut ring of foreskin, revealing the deep purple flesh beneath that throbbed visibly with each pulse of her heartbeat. A thick trail of precum oozed from the opening, stretching in a glistening thread between her slit and the bathwater before snapping with a wet *snap* that echoed off the marble.
Elsa’s purple cockhead gleamed before Anna’s face, fully presented at last—the thick phimotic foreskin peeled back entirely to become a glistening, wrinkled ring just behind the swollen glans.
It was no wonder the Queen had troubles cleaning it, with all that excess skin bunching around the cockhead's crown, forming deep folds that trapped moisture and grime like hidden valleys between mountain passes. The foreskin itself was a landscape of creases and ridges, the wrinkled flesh going a mottled pink and purple as it struggled to stay pulled back even as Elsa fought to maintain her glans peeled, her fingers whitening around the thick shaft.
Anna panted, her tongue pointed to Elsa's drooling cumslit. "Closer..." she moaned. She couldn't move on her own, her limbless torso refusing her orders, her neck craning forward. She was left waiting for just a moment, as Elsa took a step forward, her peeled cockhead landing right on her sister's tongue.
The sensation of having someone else touch her cock—and being her big-titted little sister doing it—made Elsa gasp. Her fingers trembled, her grasp lost its purchase, and the thick foreskin instantly sprang back over her glans, trapping Anna's tongue inside like a Chinese finger trap made of wrinkly skin. Anna’s eyes widened in shock as her tongue was caught between Elsa's glans and foreskin , her mouth stretched obscenely around the thick foreskin. The taste of her sister's cock—salty, musky, thick with the musk of erect flesh and fresh precum—filled her mouth, the warmth of Elsa’s glans pressing against the roof of her mouth. It pulsed weakly against her tongue, as if protesting its sudden imprisonment, the foreskin squeezing her like a vice as it retreated back over the slick head.
"Ehhssaaaah!" Anna moaned in protest, her mouth stuffed full of thick phimotic flesh, her tongue pressed deep between the fleshy layers of Elsa’s cock, struggling futilely to taste something other than the fresh smegma already pooling there. The folds of skin trapped her like living ropes, the taste of warm, milky fluid—freshly secreted from the delicate inner mucosa—flooding her mouth in thick, tangy globs that coated her throat with every involuntary swallow. The moisture wasn’t just precum; it was the slow, constant ooze of her sister’s neglected cock regenerating its filthy coating even now, the foreskin wrinkling as it retracted, pushing fresh smegma from the recesses of each crease directly onto Anna’s tongue.
A thick gurgle escaped Anna’s throat as she gagged, her massive tits heaving, the bathwater sloshing violently as Elsa’s cockhead pulsed deeper into her mouth despite her best efforts to retreat.
“Anna! Anna, I’m... I’m sorry!” Elsa bit her lower lip as her hands found purchase in the redheaded princess’ pigtails. Grasping the twin braids, the blonde queen pulled on them, while pumping her hips forward, trying to use her sister’s throat to peel back her foreskin again. The sheer thickness of her cock drilled deeper still, the glans popping past Anna’s uvula with a wet *schlick* that sent the princess into a violent gagging fit. Her massive tits lurched with the force, the dark nipples stiff as erasers as her back arched upward, the stumps of her arms flailing uselessly at her sides. Water splashed over the tub’s rim, sloshing onto the marble with a percussive *slap*. Elsa’s balls swung forward in a slow, heavy arc, thwacking against Anna’s freckled chin with each thrust, the heavy orbs slapping wetly against the princess’s soft skin.
If she had hands, she could stop the brutal throat-rape, but crippled as she was, she could only sputter in indignation, her green eyes watering as thick ropes of saliva and half-swallowed cum dripped from her open mouth in slow, glistening threads that splattered against her massive tits. The sensation was overwhelming—every inch of her sister's cock shoved down her throat, the thick phimotic foreskin stretched obscenely inside her mouth like a rubber ring, the wrinkled flesh bunching and pulling at her mouth with each brutal plunge.
The warmth of Elsa’s balls swung forward again, the heavy orbs slapping wetly against Anna’s freckled chin as they brushed past, the beauty mark on her right testicle kissing Anna’s skin with each swing, the familiar musky scent of her sister’s arousal filling her senses completely. The taste of cock and smegma was thick in her mouth, the sheer girth of her sister’s cock stretching her jaw beyond its limits as Elsa’s hips pistoned forward with renewed urgency.
Underwater, Anna’s neglected pussy clenched suddenly, her hairy lips fluttering open like a blooming flower as a long, thick burst of clear femcum shot from her hairy slit in a powerful jet that rocked her body, the thick spurts streaming into the bathwater like liquid glass, the hot gush splashing against her own massive tits before dissolving into the swirling foam.
The sudden gush of her own arousal made her whimper, her massive tits heaving in the water as Elsa’s cock pistoned between her lips again, the thick phimotic foreskin dragging over her tongue as the Queen’s hips snapped forward, shoving the entire length down her throat in one brutal motion.
Anna’s pigtails were yanked taut by Elsa’s fierce grip, the red braids serving as perfect handles as the Queen leaned into the face rape with animalistic abandon. Each thrust sent Anna’s freckled face plunging deeper into the thick blonde bush between Elsa’s legs, her nose burying itself in the damp, musky heat of her sister’s crotch. The Queen’s heavy balls swung forward with every snap of her hips, the massive orbs thwacking wetly against Anna’s freckled chin, the beauty mark on Elsa’s right testicle kissing Anna’s skin again and again like some obscene brand.
The cloudy precum oozing from Elsa’s phimotic cockhead was scraped off by Anna’s convulsing throat in thick, filthy strands, the queen throwing her head back with a guttural cry, her blonde hair plastered to her face in wet strands.
“My giant-tittted little sister is giving me my first blowjob! Raping your throat feels so good, Anna! I’m sorry I’m such a shitty big sister! Fuck, I’m cumming down your throat—!”
Her cock erupted violently, the thick ropes of cum exploding from her slit in a hot, relentless torrent that filled Anna’s throat in thick, salty jets, the queen’s body trembling as her hips jerked erratically, her massive tits heaving with each pulse of her orgasm.
Anna trembled with pleasure as her sister’s cock pumped rope after rope of scalding hot, dense cum down her throat, her head craned back from the sheer size of the cock straightening her esophagus. The cockhead swelled obscenely against the back of her throat with each thick pulse of cum, balls slapping against her chin in wet, obscene slaps as Elsa’s thighs quivered uncontrollably, her cum flooding Anna’s belly in thick, gushing waves that made the princess gag around the thick, pulsating cock buried in her throat.
Without warning, her leg stumps trembled violently, the raw nerve endings inside the scarred flesh flaring up as her thighs parted on their own, the hairy lips of her pussy fluttering violently open in a shameful, hands-free orgasm that sent cloudy femcum gushing in thick, unending streams straight into the bathwater, the powerful spurts clouding the water around her massive tits in swirling, milky tendrils that drifted lazily upward like smoke.
The big-titted sisters orgasmed together, Elsa buried to the hilt inside Anna’s throat, Anna with her stump legs spread, her hairy pussy squirting as she gagged on her shemale sister’s cock.
Elsa exhaled softly, contentedly, her body slumping forward until the weight of her massive tits pressed gently down upon Anna’s head, the queen’s softening cock still buried in Anna’s mouth. A faint whine escaped Anna’s throat, muffled around the thick flesh: "Ehhsaaaaah!"
The sound might have been protest or pleasure—perhaps both—but Elsa heard only surrender.
Startled, Elsa pulled her hips back, extracting her flesh sword from the stone that is Anna’s throat. The redheaded princess gagged as the cock left her esophagus, her sister’s bunched-up foreskin pressing against her teeth from the inside. Finally, with a loud, obscene slurping sound, her mouth was empty again. “Fuck meeeee...” Anna whined, struggling to breathe.
A thick rope of saliva hung like a bridge between Anna’s lower lip and the bloated glans still hovering in front of her face. Elsa’s cock twitched, the foreskin already slipping back into place, trapping the last of her cum inside the swollen folds, ready to start fermenting into new cheesy smegma. A shiver ran through Anna’s torso—her massive, freckled tits quivered violently—her arm stumps twitching uselessly in the water, her green eyes wide with shock and something else—something hotter.
“Anna..." Elsa barely had time, looking down, to realize the two of them were dirtier than when they first entered the bath, the water cloudy from Elsa’s cock cleaning and Anna’s squirt, when the princess’ words hit her. "Fuck meee... Elsaa pleease... I need that cock of yours wrecking my cuuunt..."
Elsa’s breath hitched, her blue eyes burning hotter than blue ice. She blinked down at her sister’s helpless, limbless form—Anna’s massive freckled tits heaving, water sloshing over them in slow, lazy waves, her hairy pussy still fluttering as fresh femcum oozed into the bath in thick, milky tendrils. The water around them was thick now, a frothy sludge of cum and juices, the marble everywhere smeared with the same filthy traces.
Elsa’s cock had retreated back into its phimotic state, the thick wrinkled foreskin already reclaiming its territory, pulling itself over the glans like a protective hood, the crown of the cockhead now hidden beneath layers of veiny, wrinkled flesh. The last of her cum still glistened on the foreskin’s inner folds, trapped inside, already beginning to reconstitute itself into something thick and cheesy. Elsa’s breath came fast and hot through her open mouth as she sank slowly to her knees beneath the water, her massive tits swaying with the motion, the twin orbs nearly brushing the marble before she caught herself. Water sloshed over the sides of the tub, cascading down her flanks in fat, milky rivulets that pooled around her thighs. She leaned forward until her face hovered level with Anna’s, her blue eyes burning with concern now that any trace of lust had burned away.
“Anna, are you alright?” she asked, her voice tight with worry as she slowly turned her sister’s head in her hands, her thumbs brushing stray strands of red hair out of the princess’s glazed green eyes. A thin string of milky spit still clung to Anna’s lower lip, her massive freckled tits rising and falling in shallow, shuddering breaths that sent ripples through the now lukewarm bathwater.
Large dark nipples stiffened to attention from the cool air, the freckles around them standing out starkly as Elsa’s eyes flickered down before snapping back up to meet Anna’s gaze. A deep scowl furrowed her forehead, her brows pinching together as she registered the raw, abused state of Anna’s throat—the skin around her mouth swollen and flushed a dark pink, her lower lip split at the corner from the brutal throat fucking it had just endured.
The princess’s freckles stood out starkly against the pallor of her face, her green eyes glazed and unfocused as they locked onto Elsa’s. Her massive tits rose and fell in ragged breaths, the nipples dark and rigid with need, the areolas pebbled with gooseflesh from the cool bathwater.
“I...I'm empty,” Anna groaned, her green eyes gazing into her sister's blue ones. “My pussy is empty. I don’t like it when my pussy’s empty, Elsa.”
Anna looked down, the tip of her pubic braid barely visible below the enormous swell of her tits. The thick auburn braid, tightly woven from the dense mat of hair covering her cunt slit, still wafted into the murky bathwater between her stump thights.
Elsa’s breath hitched, her blue eyes burning hotter than blue ice as she stared down at the helpless princess before her. Anna’s massive freckled tits heaved with frustrated need, the dark nipples stiff as arrows, the areolas dark and puckered with desire, her green eyes glazed with need as they locked onto her sister’s gaze.
“I want to finger my pussy. I NEED to finger my pussy.” Anna panted between shuddering breaths. “I’m used to masturbating every night before sleep, and now I can’t do it anymore.” Her massive tits rose and fell rapidly, the raw nerve endings in her stump thighs trembling violently as she arched her back helplessly in the water. “My slutty pussy is all I’ve left, and I can’t touch it,” she whimpered, her chin trembling with need. “So please, Elsa,” she pleaded, her voice cracking with desperate longing.
“Fill my hairy cunt with your grimy, crusty cock. I don’t care if I get sick from your smegma—just rape me raw with it until I scream.”
Elsa’s breath hitched, her blue eyes burning hotter than blue flame as she stared down at her sister’s helpless, limbless form—Anna’s massive freckled tits heaving, her green eyes wide with shameless need, her hairy pussy gaping slightly in the murky bathwater, thick femcum oozing from her hairy lips in slow, greedy rivulets. The sight made Elsa’s cock throb violently, the thick phimotic foreskin expanding instantly, the wrinkled folds already glistening with fresh smegma as the delicate inner mucosa oozed its thick, yellowish contents.
“Grab my pussy's braid,” Anna mewled, her voice breaking, “and use it as a handle to fuck me deeper, just like you used my pigtails. Fuck me until I beg you to stop—and then keep raping me. Please, sister. I don’t want my need to be so strong that I’ll be begging the palace guards to take my virginity in the corridors tomorrow.”
The raw honesty in Anna’s plea sent a jolt of heat straight to Elsa’s core, her massive tits swaying as she shifted forward, her knees sinking into the milky bathwater. She positioned herself between what was left of Anna’s legs, her thighs brushing against the stumps still faintly trembling with phantom sensation. Reaching down, she grabbed the thick braid of Anna’s pubic hair, the red strands coarse even slicked down by bathwater. Her other hand wrapped around her own cock, guiding the thick glans inside her sister's pubic hair and between Anna’s thick cuntlips, peeling back her phimosis once more until the cockhead touched hot, dripping flesh.
“I've... never done this before,” Elsa murmured, suddenly unsure, her blue eyes flickering between Anna’s face and the obscene proximity of their bodies.
“Me neither…” Anna gasped, her hips twitching, the petals of her cunt opening on their own, trying to coax Elsa’s cock inside her slut hole. “Truth to be told, I don’t have much love for men left, after the last one costed me my limbs.” A thin smile curled her lips. “But you’re no man, Elsa. Let’s lose our virginities together, as sisters…”
Elsa’s breath hitched, her massive chest rising as she shifted closer, the water sloshing between their bodies. The thick braid of Anna’s pubic hair—rough and wiry even when wet—felt alien beneath her palm, the coarse strands scraping against the soft skin of her inner thigh as she guided the princess’ slit open with her cockhead.
Her breath hitched, her blue eyes locked onto the obscene sight of their bodies pressed together, Anna’s massive freckled tits floating in the bathwater like buoys, swaying with each agitated breath she gasped, her thighs stumps trembling as the hairy lips of her cunt fluttered open for the first time in her life to welcome a cock.
"As sisters..." Elsa steeled herself, shifting her hips forward to angle herself better before slowly pumping into the wet heat. Her cock, still smeared with Anna’s spit, slicked through the redhead’s pubic hair, the thick strands parting obediently as she pressed the head between Anna’s thick, glistening lips. Moans bubbled from her lips as she slipped inside, feeling the unmistakable warmth of her sister’s cunt for the very first time.
Anna’s breath left her in a shuddering gasp as the thick cock breached her, the crown splitting her lips open like petals pushed apart by an eager gardener. The pressure was unlike anything she’d ever known—deeper, wetter, hotter than even her own desperate fingers had once been able to simulate.
Anna moaned loudly, her eyes rolling back, her stumps twitching in involuntary spasms as her pussy walls clenched reflexively around the thick cock splitting her open. She had a cock inside her cunt, finally! The fact that it was her own huge-titted, shemale older sister's phimotic, smegma-encrusted cock filling her needy, hairy pussy only made it more delicious. Every pulse of the slippery hard flesh against her swollen inner walls sent fresh tremors coursing through her helpless body, her massive freckled tits jerking in the water as the thick cockhead dragged itself deeper with each slow thrust.
Elsa’s breath left her in a hissing gasp as she felt Anna’s cunt clutch at her smegma-slagged cock, the wet folds of the princess’s inner walls scraping against the thick yellowish crusts on Elsa’s glans.
“Elsaaaaa!” Anna ground out between gritted teeth, widening the stumps of her thighs as far as they would go, her pigtails whipping the milky water like wet ropes. “I can feel the filth sloughing off your cock inside my pussy! Fuck!”
The sensation was filthy and transcendent all at once—the thick smegma coating Elsa’s cock rubbed off in waxy flakes onto Anna’s swollen inner lips, each thrust pushing the smeary residue deeper into the hairy cunt, the warm bathwater failing to dilute the thick, cloying funk that rose in acrid clouds with every plunging stroke. Elsa’s massive tits swayed violently, the twin orbs slapping wetly against Anna’s freckled stomach as she pistoned her hips forward, her phimotic foreskin still struggling to retract fully yet managing to drag against the sensitive crown with every withdrawal.
Her right hand tightened like a vice around the thick red braid of Anna’s pubic hair, using the wiry strand as a rope to yank her sister forward onto the cock spearing through her cunt. Her left hand braced against the tub’s edge, the marble digging into her palm even through the thickened calluses of her fingertips.
"Fuck, Anna, you feel so good around my cock, little sister..." Elsa growled, her voice straining as her hips snapped forward again, the thick glans burrowing deeper into Anna’s hairy pussy. Each thrust sent shockwaves through the bathwater, the milky surface erupting in tiny geysers as Elsa’s heavy, hairy balls swung forward like wrecking balls, their damp weight slapping wetly against Anna’s twitching asshole with every forward motion.
Elsa’s broad blonde bush matted against Anna’s thick red mons with every pump of her hips, the sodden hair squelching together under the dirty bathwater, the wiry strands clumping into tight ropes of filth that refused to separate, trapping the sisters’ crotches in a slick, overheated embrace. The murky scent of pussy and smegma rose between their bodies in thick clouds, the aroma so intense it made Elsa’s eyes water as she pistoned her cock deeper into Anna’s desperate, needy cunt.
A long, shuddering whine tore from Anna’s throat as the thick cockhead slammed against the end of her vaginal canal, the swollen head pressing against the entrance to her womb with every brutal thrust.
Her womb—still intact, still feeling the heat of Elsa’s crown like a brand pressed against its fragile mouth. Even after losing most of her body, her womb was still there. A soft, untouched hollow of warmth flesh that pulsed weakly beneath the relentless impact of her sister’s cock.
Even as she mewled sluttily, her arm stumps flailing uselessly in the water, she knew. Knew exactly what happened to women when a cock got this close to their womb—what it did to them, what it did to their bodies. The centuries-old instinct whispered through her fevered mind: GET PREGNANT.
The thought burned like fire, filling her hollow belly with need. Anna whimpered as she tried to hug her sister, to get closer to the warmth filling her, to wrap her legs around Elsa’s waist. But she had no arms, no legs—just scarred stumps where her slender limbs used to be. The only way she could express her desire was through a desperate, guttural sob, her massive freckled tits heaving in the milky bathwater as the thick cock pistoned deeper inside her helpless cunt.
Elsa’s blue eyes widened at her sister’s animalistic cry, the sound raw and unfiltered—a creature reduced to pure need. Water sloshed violently as she matched Anna’s emotional abandonment with physical abandon, her hips snapping harder, the thick phimotic foreskin dragging against Anna’s already-swollen inner walls with every brutal thrust.
“Hold me,” Anna whined, her voice breaking as her stump-thighs trembled uselessly in the air, her massive tits trembling violently with each impact. Her freckled face scrunched in anguish, tears of frustration and need streaming down her cheeks, the red braids of her pubic hair slipping through Elsa’s grip. “Elsaaa… please—” She thrashed, her stumps kicking at the empty air, the only motion left to her body a desperate grind against her sister’s cock, the thick mess of smegma and pussy juice slicking between their bodies. “Hold me, Elsa!”
Anna whined as she tried, with meager results, to grind her hips against her sister’s. The thick braid of her pubic hair—still trapped in Elsa’s grip—slipped through grasping fingers, the wiry strands slick with filth and bathwater. The effort sent a fresh wave of agony through her stump-thighs, the raw nerve endings still tingling from phantom sensation, but she didn’t care. Not when the thick cock inside her pulsed tighter, dragging smegma in waxy flakes deeper into her needy cunt.
“Keep holding me. Keep filling me,” Anna gasped, her voice breaking into a sob. “If my only purpose in life will be to scrape the smegma from your cock with my hairy cunt, I want to do the best work possible.”
Elsa groaned, her massive tits swaying violently as she matched Anna’s plea with raw, animalistic force, her hips snapping forward with brutal precision.
Before Anna could beg another syllable, the trans queen’s powerful arms—sleek, smooth from years of ice magic but thick with quiet strength—wrapped around her sister’s limbless torso, the twin volcanoes of freckled tit-flesh pressing together as their bodies merged in the milky bathwater.
With a guttural grunt, Elsa hauled Anna clean out of the murky depths, the princess’ mass of red braids whipping water from the air as her weightless body remained suspended against her sister’s chest. Water cascaded in fat rivulets down their pressed-together tits, the thick smudge of smegma and pussy juice glistening in streaks across their freckled skin, the scent thick between their bodies like a living thing.
Anna’s massive tits flattened against Elsa’s smaller ones, their matching nipples, dark, stiff, and bigger than their faces, scraping against each other in slow, circular motions as their combined weight compressed the areolas into swollen pillows.
"That wouldn’t be your only purpose, Anna! Nnngh!” Elsa grunted, her hips still pistoning above the bathwater, the thick phimotic cock buried balls-deep inside her sister’s hairy cunt, her cockhead kissing Anna's cervix at the end of each thrust. “You’ll... keep my cock warm, day and night! Help me drain my balls! You’ll... you’ll... give birth to my babies!”
Anna came apart at her sister’s words, her breakage expressed in a single, strangled sob that tore from her throat as if ripped straight from her soul. Her massive, freckled tits heaved against Elsa’s smaller ones with violent concussive force, the twin orbs rising and falling like living things as a powerful gush of clear femcum erupted from her hairy cunt in long, urgent bursts, splattering straight against Elsa’s blonde bush in thick, high-pressure jets that threatened to fuse their pelvises together in one obscene, conjoined mass. The milky bathwater churned violently below their bodies, the once-clear liquid now thickened into a opaque, frothy sludge that clung to their skin like syrup, the combined scents of aroused pussy and smegma rising into the air between them in cloying, intoxicating waves.
Anna’s orgasm had left her limp, her massive freckled tits rising and falling in shallow, shuddering breaths that sent fresh ripples through the warm, filthy water. Her green eyes, still glazed with pleasure, locked onto Elsa’s with a desperate intensity.
“Turn me, Elsa!” Anna gasped suddenly, her voice rough with need and something wild and feral. “Make me face the mirror! I want to look at us as you put a baby into the useless crippled body of your slut little sister!” Her stump limbs flailed uselessly, the raw nerve endings still tingling from the phantom sensation of gripping something—anything—to steady herself as Elsa held her aloft.
"Grrr—!"" the queen managed only to grunt through clenched teeth, her massive tits heaving as she exerted every ounce of her self-control to stave off her third orgasm. Thankfully, having already emptied her balls twice, the thick smegma-laden cock stayed just shy of detonating, the phimotic folds contracting around the shaft with each labored breath she took.
Gripping Anna’s freckled shoulders—still slick with bathwater and spent cum—the queen rotated her limbless little sister on her cock, almost losing it when the swollen, wet folds of her little sister's pussy slid against her bunching foreskin, scraping more musky dick-cheese inside the dumpster that was Anna’s cunt. The gymnastic motion sent a fresh wave of filthy sensations pounding through Elsa’s core, the thick, yeasty funk of fresh smegma released from the folds flooding her senses as the heat of her sister’s convulsing cunt again enveloped her cock in tight, wet perfection.
She rotated Anna effortlessly, the princess’ heavy red braids acting as a natural handle to guide her limbless sister into position, facing away from her, the queen’s massive tits engulfing Anna’s delicate head and neck in their heavy warmth as the redhead was lowered onto Elsa’s waiting cock.
The stumps of her limbs flailed wildly in the air, the scarred flesh trembling as her thighs opened on their own, the hairy lips of her cunt gaping obscenely as Elsa’s cock slid back inside in a single, wet stroke, the thick, crusty smegma oozing immediately upon contact between the sisters’ most intimate places.
Anna looked like a fleshy starfish—an enormously giant-breasted, freckled starfish with braided pubes long enough to dangle down to her sister’s knees as she was bounced on Elsa’s cock. The thick red braid of Anna’s pubic hair slapped wetly against Elsa’s legs with every downward motion, the wiry strands glistening with smegma, cum, and bathwater as the princess was lifted and dropped back down in slow, deliberate motions, her massive tits quivering violently with each bounce onto the cock gaping her open.
The heat of her sister’s cleavage swallowed Anna’s entire head as Elsa’s massive tits drooped over her face like two warm, heavy blankets, the twin mountains of flesh pressing in from either side, the cool air outside doing nothing to temper their scorching temperature. Anna’s ears filled with the frantic thudding of her sister’s heart, the sound reverberating through the soft pillows of tit-flesh that completely enveloped her face and head, the steady drumbeat matching the wet, obscene slapping of cock against ruined cunt coming from below.
Her vision narrowed to a tunnel of meaty flesh as she squinted through the sweaty valley of freckled tits, her reflection in the gilded mirror across the bath merely a blur of pink and red—a limbless, headless, huge-titted flesh toy, breasts quivering like jelly with every bounce, braided pubic hair whisking back and forth like a pendulum.
With a guttural shriek that turned into a broken sob, she squirted again—thick, clear jets exploding from her hairy cunt in long, desperate bursts that splattered against the underside of Elsa’s cock even as it pistoned in and out of her, the milky bathwater frothing violently around their conjoined bodies, the once-transparent liquid now opaque and swirling with smegma flakes and Anna’s own femcum.
Her massive freckled tits bounced like overripe fruit, the nipples dark and rigid with need, the areolas puckered and dripping from the exertion, her green eyes squeezed shut in blissful agony as she was lifted and dropped onto the thick cock buried inside her.
"Elsaaa...” Anna whined, her voice muffled by the mouthful of titflesh that invaded her mouth as soon as she opened it. "Elsa I'm dying... you're killing me with your cock, Elsaaa..."
"Just...a little... more...!" Elsa panted, her hands rising to Anna’s enormous tits, each fist closing around an engorged nipple almost too big to fully encircle. The freckled flesh spilled from her grip as she squeezed, the dark buds stiff as stone beneath her thumbs. A guttural groan tore from her throat as her hips stuttered, the thick phimotic cock buried to the hilt inside Anna’s stretched-open cunt, the foreskin still struggling to retract fully yet managing to drag against the sensitive crown with every shallow pulse.
"FUCK!" Elsa roared, her blue eyes rolling back as her cockhead pressed against Anna’s cervix one final time, her entire body tensing like a drawn bow.
It’s there, with her dirty cockhead pressed against her little sister's cervix, that Elsa came, flooding Anna's cunt with her cum.
Elsa’s thighs locked in a vise of muscle, the thick phimotic foreskin finally recoiling just enough to reveal the glistening crown of her cockhead, the sensitive flesh now completely denuded, slick with the last of Anna’s juices and the thick smegma that refused to fully slough off. A guttural groan ripped from her throat as her cock expanded inside Anna’s cunt, the engorged flesh throbbing violently as the first thick jet of cum erupted from her balls.
"Take it, you slut!" Elsa howled, her massive tits heaving around Anna’s head, the close-packed freckles rising and falling in violent rhythm. “You wanted a purpose?” the queen gasped, her blue eyes burning with an intensity that made the steam around them seem cold. “Give birth to my babies! Give me heir after heir after heir! You only have your pussy left, but you don’t need anything else! Get pregnant! Get pregnant! GET PREGNANT!”
Anna’s green eyes snapped wide open, her massive freckled tits rising and falling in sudden, shallow breaths that became ragged sobs of pure arousal. The thick red braid of her pubic hair slapped wetly against Elsa’s thighs as the queen’s cock-pounding slowed to a heavy, deliberate fucking motion—each deep stroke designed to drive the cum already pooling inside that untouched womb straight up into the egg waiting to meet it.
Anna inhaled sharply, her green eyes rolling back as her face disappeared between the sweat-slicked pillows of her sister’s massive tits, the soft flesh swallowing her entire head in suffocating warmth. A shriek tore from her throat as the first thick ropes of cum detonated inside her, the hot flood dragging the smegma from Elsa’s cock deeper into that hungry, hairy cunt.
“KNOCK ME UP, ELSAAAA!” Anna howled, her massive freckled tits bouncing violently as the princess’s limp body was pounded into fresh, filthy submission, her stump limbs flailing wildly in the air, bashing against the queen’s sweat-glazed thighs with dull thuds.