Me in You, You in Me

Sonata couldn’t remember the last time she’d seen Dagi so happy. She didn’t have that tightness around her eyes like she was always fighting a headache, or the bags under them from not getting enough sleep. And if Dagi’d been standing, rather than on elbows and knees, she wouldn’t have walked with that straight back and high head, the one that said she always knew exactly where she was going. She looked like a person, for once, not a stone shield protecting them from the world. Sonata didn’t think she’d ever seen anything more beautiful.

“Eat it, you useless cunt!” Sonata growled, mashing Adagio’s face harder into her crotch.

An obedient tongue sank deeper into Sonata’s pussy, twisting this way and that inside her, and she brought her hands to pinch at her tits while her head rolled back. Ohhhhhh….. It took a lot of effort to keep the moan inside her head and not escaping her lips, but she didn’t want to make any noises that might let Dagi know she was doing a good job, and so wasn’t as useless as Sonata had said. It was too important, what she and Ari were doing, to lose control and accidentally let herself be nice. Dagi needed what they did too much for that.

She knew she probably shouldn’t watch Dagi so much, should pretend like she wasn’t there and that she was just being eaten out by something that didn’t really matter, and wasn’t worth looking at. That’s what Dagi would have wanted. But she was just so pretty! Sonata could hardly take her eyes away, looking at how carefree Dagi’s eyes were behind the huge smears of mascara, spit and Sonata’s juices.

Beneath all that, Dagi’s cheeks were much redder than usual, and not just from how she panted, hot breath rushing from her mouth around her tongue and bathing Sonata’s sex in warmth.

Dagi had always been in charge, for as long as Sonata could remember. And she was good at it, and made Sonata feel safe, so following her was not just the right thing to do but a happy thing too. And they all knew that Dagi hated hated hated the idea of giving up control to anyone else, especially Ari. That would mean Aria was better than her and stuff.

So when Sonata and Ari used Dagi’s body like a toy...

Sonata felt as much as heard the moaning of the mouth pressed against her pussy. She looked down and gave Dagi an ‘oh, you’re such a whore’ face. Before looking away again, she saw Dagi turn even more red and bite her lip to try to stop the noise of how happy she was, but her mouth burst open again a moment later when Ari, kneeling up behind her, thrust her hips forwards for, like, the thousandth time.

And Sonata couldn’t blame her! She knew herself – she was an expert in it, in fact! – how amazing it felt having that massive great cock hammering into her ass, making her feel like she’d never be able to sit down again but would never want to anyway if that huge stiff shaft wasn’t there to greet her, to fill her as she lowered herself into her seat. Sonata moaned every time, when it was her own ass being fucked like that.

It wasn’t quite the same, of course, because the cock Ari was fucking Dagi with was made of rubber and attached with belts and stuff, where Sonata got to fuck the real thing, to tremble with anticipation as she felt it swelling to cum in her ass. Poor Dagi couldn’t really do that with her own cock, so she had to make do with the pretend one.

But it was as close as she could get: an almost perfect match! When it had finally arrived in the mail, Sonata had tested it herself and the real thing right after, and the sizes were exactly the same. It didn’t quite throb the same way as Dagi’s did, but still. Totally worth she and Ari getting Dagi turned on in her sleep and sneaking her big happy cock into that mold!

And Sonata could also see how much Ari liked pretending she had a dick of her own, and getting to fuck Dagi instead of being the one getting fucked! Sweat dripped down Ari’s face as she snarled, that look that said she was enjoying making someone suffer.

Dagi was definitely suffering, the way she whimpered each time Ari smashed the big gold plastic cock into her, stretching her asshole wide to plunge deep inside. Sonata kinda wished she had a cock too, something she could stuff into Dagi’s mouth so the cute little noises couldn’t get out, and would all build up inside and come rushing out all at once when Dagi came.

Sonata didn’t have one, though. She had to make do!

“Use your fucking tongue, you wretched whore. If I can hear your pathetic noises, you’re doing it wrong!”

Sometimes Sonata really worried about saying mean things like that to Dagi. Not because Dagi might get mad – Sonata would kinda deserve it! – but in case she was upset. She was so tough and could take on the whole world, but sometimes mean comments stayed with you and stuff. Like that time Ari had said Sonata’s adorbs new shoes with cats on were ‘impractical!’ Hmph.

Luckily there was no need for Sonata to worry about Dagi, as a quick leaning over to look underneath her, between her legs, showed almost the hardest cock Sonata had ever seen, dribbling precum as it bobbed to Ari’s thrusts, straining upwards under Dagi’s stomach. A big yellow flag waving away saying oh my god yes fuck me more.

Everyone knew Dagi’s hair was, like, the best thing ever thought of, and would have been worth its weight in gold if it weighed a hundred times more. But it had an extra, secret advantage when Ari and Sonata were giving Dagi what she badly needed: there was so much of it to pull!

People had been crucified for pulling Dagi’s hair before. Quite a few of them, too. She really did not like it! So Sonata was wise and sensible at times like this, and made sure Ari did it first to know it was ok. And for the last few minutes Ari had had one hand on Dagi’s hip, pulling her onto the strap-on each time, when not moving to harshly slap her asscheeks instead…

...And her other hand tight in a fist, with a thick band of Dagi’s hair wrapped around it. It pulled Dagi’s head back as she was fucked, and pulled tighter as Sonata pushed her back down to eat more pussy. Wow, did that cock throb!

Sonata only realised after a moment that she was cupping Dagi’s cheek, caressing it. She couldn’t help it, Dagi was just so happy and Sonata totally wanted to kiss her for hours and hours. But that was, like, the exact opposite of what Dagi needed, and the reason she was so happy, so Sonata instead looked down at her, lifted her palm away from Dagi’s cheek and then slapped it hard, forcing more pussy into her mouth before she could cry out.

Grabbing a fistful of beautiful orange hair at the roots made that much easier, and Dagi’s moans grew even more debased than before. Sonata rolled her fist back, a sustained pulling to hurt rather than a tug to direct, and she felt Dagi’s tongue fucking her faster, desperate to prove how much she loved it. Oh, Dagi, you’re such a slut.

And she was taking cock like one, too! Sonata was kind of mesmerised each time she looked down to Dagi’s ass, watching the way it would ripple with each stroke of Ari’s cock. Sonata was generally ok with an unprompted facefucking, but Ari often kind of showed problems being understanding with that sort of thing. And now she was in a position to dish out some penetration of her own, she was really going for it!

Dagi wasn’t the only one doing a good job, though; Ari was pretty great with the strap-on, slamming her hips forwards each time like she’d always had a cock, and fucked with it every day. Not like Sonata, the one time she’d tried…

But it was tricky! Hip movements suddenly got confusing when they were that fast, and Ari really hadn’t been helping! It wasn’t Sonata’s fault Dagi had been too mad at Ari to fuck her for a week, so shouting when Sonata couldn’t get the rhythm right had just been extra pressure she hadn’t needed.

It was better this way, though! Ari got to fuck Adagio in the ass with a huge cock, which was, like, every present she’d ever wanted. Dagi got to be fucked in the ass with a huge cock by Ari, which, it turned out, was kind of Dagi’s favourite thing too? And Sonata got to watch, while the best pussy eater alive went down on her.

More than any of that, Dagi’s face was the most important thing. So carefree. So relaxed. So just, uh, let-gone, like she was floating on a sea of having all the real world fucked out of her.

But that suddenly changed. Dagi’s eyes widened, like she was sad or scared or something, and Sonata realised the constant motions of Ari driving in and out had stopped. In fact Ari had backed off a little way, strap-on cock hanging free. Awww, and Dagi was all distressed not to have her ass full of fake dick!

“Roll over onto your back, slut,” Ari growled, “where you belong. I wanna see your tits bounce as I plough your ass.”

Dagi made a noise Sonata could only describe as a whimper, nodding hurriedly while pressing her lips together like she was going to swallow them. And flushing even redder than before, too. She collapsed from all fours onto her side, the momentum then carrying her over onto her back, bent legs in the air and wide apart, offering herself defencelessly to Ari.

Between them, her cock flopped against her stomach, leaving a trail of precum wherever it touched. And Ari was right: a view of Dagi’s boobs improved everything! Sonata reached out towards a nipple, grabbed it and twisted, smiling down at Dagi’s hiss.

Wasting no time, Ari lifted Dagi’s ass higher into the air, making her even more vulnerable and bringing her closer to the height of the strap-on cock as Ari knelt. With Sonata still pinching one of Dagi’s nipples, Ari reached out and slapped the other, hard and uncaring.

Then she was lining herself up, tip pressed to Dagi’s well-used hole. Ari paused just long enough to lean forwards over Dagi and spit in her face – Dagi managed to close her eyes in time, and when she opened them again, the saliva was hard to make out amongst her own and the contributions Sonata’s pussy had made to the sexy Dagi-face-shaped mess – and then Ari rammed her way inside, cock disappearing entirely into Dagi’s ass.

Dagi mewled, like she was about to cry from the pain and shame hitting her at the same time. What she really needed, Sonata knew, was someone to hop on her face right away and overwhelm her with delicious blue snatch. But there was a problem with that, and Sonata didn’t know what to do!

It went like this: Dagi’s face was the prettiest thing in any room, even when it wasn’t covered in hard-earned spit and nectar. And when it showcased Dagi finding peace in her degradation, Sonata wanted to video it and watch it forever. But letting Dagi know she was just that beautiful was kind of a compliment, and Ari had said saying nice things wasn’t allowed at the moment, that Dagi needed them to be mean bitches to her.

And sitting cowgirl on Dagi’s face looking down at her, unable to see the assfucking and bouncing tits going on behind Sonata’s back, was kind of admitting that Dagi’s face was the prettier thing to watch, wasn’t it? Even though it totally was, Sonata couldn’t let Dagi know that. Maybe after, but not now.

So instead Sonata swung her other leg over Dagi, kneeling on either side of her head and facing down her body towards Ari. Sonata set herself straight down, squashing her spread pussy onto Dagi’s nose and mouth. “Make yourself useful,” Sonata ordered, though she hardly needed to. Immediately Dagi had gone to work with her tongue, picking up from where she left off before the position change.

Oh, yeahhhhhh…. Sonata had to bring a hand to her mouth to keep from crying out as Dagi plundered her depths.

Then she reached for Dagi’s right hand, lifting it up and folding it down to press it to her clit. The angle wouldn’t be too comfortable for Dagi, but that would probably make it better for her? Like, having to inconvenience herself so others got what they wanted and stuff? Dagi got the message straight away and took to rubbing gentle strokes in time with her tonguing. Sonata squeaked, unable to stop herself, and so made up for it by grinding down harder on Dagi’s face.

And no one could even see Dagi’s face! What wasn’t lost somewhere between Sonata’s legs was hidden behind her ass, blocked from view. So, on the one hand, it wasn’t quite so obvious she and Ari were watching Dagi in her humiliation, and gave Dagi a bit of an escape from that, which probably wasn’t so good for her. But on the other, it was probably top of the list of things they could do to make her feel worthless? Sonata’s breath caught for a second at the thought of just how hard all their treatment would make Dagi cum. Like...wow.

That thought drew Sonata’s eye to Dagi’s impossibly-hard cock. It was the centrepiece of a view so magnificent it almost made up for not being able to see Dagi’s face. Looking straight down, Sonata saw her own smooth, creamy boobs wobbling away with each vibration. She happily raised a hand to each, tweaking her nipples between her fingers. It was like her muscles were tense and relaxed at the same time: like the pleasure made the tension drain away, but it drained into even more tension?

Beyond her own boobs, just upwards in her view, another pair lay, heavy and yellow and looking incomplete without a big dick rubbing between them before blowing everywhere. They swept back and forth each time Ari pistoned in, like Ari was trying her hardest to fuck Dagi’s tits off.

That was just a saying, right?! The world would cry itself to sleep if that happened! So no, of course that wouldn’t actually be allowed by the universe. Too sad.

Sonata did let go of her breasts for a few moments to reach down and grope Dagi’s, squeezing and kneading in a way that made Sonata wiggle her hips with happiness.

Oops! Mustn’t let Dagi know how joyful they are! Sonata made an effort to stop her wiggling at once, pushing down further onto Dagi’s face for good measure. Had she got away with it?

Her eyes raised a little further up to examine the magic wand which showed how Dagi was feeling. And the verdict was…

...Phew, all clear! Dagi’s mountain of a cock was so hard, like it was reaching out towards her. It swayed with each movement, but never touched Dagi’s stomach, always hovering in the air, begging for attention. As Sonata watched, another dribble of precum oozed from the tip.

And then, if Sonata looked a few inches higher, she could watch the real action, where an almost-identical cock, this one gold and made of rubber or something, went from showing its whole length to the outside air to buried fully in Dagi’s poor asshole several times a second. The slapping sounds were so loud they almost drowned out Ari’s grunts and the muffled moaning coming up from between Sonata’s legs, as well as the noises she tried and failed to stop making herself.

The muscle in the ring of Dagi’s hole – the sphinx, Sonata vaguely remembered – had to stretch the whole way around Ari’s girth, an obviously painful struggle. Oh dear, and Ari couldn’t even feel its efforts to squeeze the big invader out again and close up, not how a real cock could!

Lazily, Sonata lifted her gaze further, licking her lips at how the muscles in Ari’s stomach flexed and shone with sweat as she delivered her punishing fucking. And above that, a third set of boobs bounced away, these ones pert and scarily firm, like they were obviously fake except they weren’t.

Ari’s boobs didn’t get enough attention, Sonata decided. She probably should try to fix that sometime. Maybe she and Ari could get oiled up and wrestle together (a sure way to persuade Ari to participate in anything was including violence), chest to chest, and Dagi could watch and then cum on them both? That way everyone would get something out of it!

And lastly, above everything else going on, there was Ari’s face, veins bulging and teeth bared. No one else did fury quite like Ari. Probably because she’d had so much practice.

Her mouth was moving, too, and Sonata realised Ari wasn’t just grunting each time. Trying to listen more closely, the grunts became clearer as, “Cunt, cunt, cunt, cunt, cunt…”

Not only was every movement from Ari an expression of her rage, but also another defiance to put Dagi more firmly in her place. Any other time, Ari calling Dagi something like that would be met with a harsher response, but now, Dagi just lay there and took it, just as she took the dick in her ass. Ari called her a cunt, and Dagi helplessly went on letting Ari fuck her.

So Sonata had before her eyes three perfect sets of boobs jiggling away, the best cock on the planet, a gorgeously tight asshole Ari was doing her very best to ruin, a sexy, toned stomach hard at work, and a beautiful face contorted with hatred. And the tongue in Sonata’s slit, and the hand on her clit, were doing such a good job you’d never guess their owner was being so thoroughly fucked at the same moment. Only including Dagi’s face could have made the view any better, the ultimate paradise.

And yet there was a problem!

Sonata was there as a mouth for a cock anytime Dagi might need it. Often – like that morning – she decided that for herself, taking preemptive action to soothe Dagi with a blowjob long before Dagi herself thought it was needed. And Sonata had no problem with that. She even liked it, as it helped her big sister out.

But she wouldn’t really describe herself as cock-hungry. Sometimes, just like any of them, she needed a good dicking. And yeah, on those occasions she usually wanted it in her mouth first. But most of the time she chose to do it because of how Dagi needed it, not because Sonata did.

...Ok, true, she usually got a bit excited once she was in the middle of it. Dagi’s cock had a way of claiming Sonata’s throat that she’d never not adore. That thought, along with Dagi shifting from swirling her tongue over Sonata’s pussy to actively tongue-fucking her, brought a steadily-rising heat between her legs, and she groaned aloud.

Anyway, the point was, in spite of however hot they became once in progress, blowjobs weren’t usually something Sonata started out of desire!

And now they were meant to be ignoring Dagi’s cock, letting it go unanswered and unloved, only using her body as a vessel to vent their frustrations into. So, naturally, that was the moment that Sonata found she really, really wanted to stuff her mouth with dick.

It was right there, in the perfect position for swallowing if she just leaned forwards. And it was so hard Sonata was a little worried it might burst a vein. The way precum trickled from the tip, it felt irresponsible to leave it unattended. Every instinct yelled at Sonata that she was being a bad sister if she didn’t swoop in and wrap her mouth around it.

Not to mention that, once she did, she’d receive the most intense of facefuckings, as every ramming in from Ari would pound Dagi’s cock deeper into Sonata’s mouth. And when Dagi came…

Sonata lost herself in that thought, at the incredible amount of cum that would be pumped into her, as the fire Dagi was stoking between Sonata’s legs grew into an inferno. It carried through her as she clenched her thighs shut, holding Dagi’s face in place and waterboarding it with juices. She could feel Dagi’s open lips surrounding her sex, gratefully drinking down everything Sonata produced.

That sparked a change in Dagi, too: she was moaning loudly, practically crying out, and it wasn’t just her cock straining upwards, but her hips and whole lower body too. Sonata met Ari’s eyes, finding a vicious grin on her face. Dagi was about to explode, and everyone knew it.

Somehow, despite how hard she’d already been going at Dagi’s ass, Ari found a harder place. Strap-on cock flew in and out as if there were no resistance at all. Obviously there still was, as Sonata could still see everything stretched so tightly, but Ari went in with such force each time she probably didn’t even notice.

Sonata had never wanted anything in her life as much as she wanted to take that needy, meaty cock in her mouth and show it wasn’t really unappreciated, letting it pump all the cum down her throat it so desperately wanted to.

But she held herself back! She wasn’t quite sure how, when it was so difficult, but she had to do what was best for Dagi, and that meant leaving her quivering cock untouched until she came.

...Which might only be a few more seconds!

Dagi was screaming into Sonata’s pussy. Like, actually screaming. Sonata did what she could to muffle it, pressing in on Dagi’s face from all sides. She also reached behind her to sink her hands into Dagi’s hair, as she had earlier, pulling upwards to further drive Dagi’s face into Sonata’s snatch.

And she increased the pressure, pulling tighter, as she went on, and Dagi’s screams grew higher in pitch. It was kind of scary, in a way, like something out of one of Ari’s horror movies, but another glance at Dagi’s super-succulent cock confirmed that these were definitely the very best kind of screams.

There was a sudden moment of quiet as Dagi sucked in a breath, and then, the loudest, highest scream of all. And with it, Dagi’s cock became a volcano, shooting white lava everywhere. It was so thick, but still burst out with such force, and in ridiculous quantities. The first jet covered Dagi’s cleavage completely, but much higher up too, spraying over her neck and chin, over Sonata’s groin and even up to her stomach.

The blasts which followed expanded on that template, soon coating Dagi’s boobs entirely. Sonata was painted white from stomach to knees, and Dagi’s chin totally disappeared beneath the layer of cum, liquid so hot Sonata imagined it steaming. After double the number of spurts Dagi usually produced, they eventually died down, the last few making sure Dagi’s stomach wasn’t left out of the whitewash.

As soon as the eruption died down, Sonata bent forwards at the waist, bracing herself with her hands on the bed to either side, and took Dagi’s cock in her mouth. Her boobs collided with Dagi’s stomach as she landed, squelching in cum.

Sonata imagined herself whispering sweet nothings to the cock she filled her mouth with, the best she could do being to caress it with her tongue instead. We’re sorry, we won’t neglect you like that again! Well, not until the next time Dagi really, really needed it, anyway.

Ari slowed right down, gently grinding her hips to milk the last of Dagi’s orgasm. Each gradual hilting in Dagi’s ass made her cock throb in Sonata’s mouth and ooze out a little more cum, even as it started to soften. Sonata could feel panting against her pussy, having lifted her hips up when she leaned forwards, and wondered if any droplets of her own were falling into Dagi’s mouth.

Dagi’s cock settled down slowly, growing limp on Sonata’s tongue. Sonata let it lie, because she respected Dagi’s personal autonomy and stuff. Even though Sonata was now crazy-horny, having spent so long being pleasured but not penetrated, she had a feeling Dagi’s cock wouldn’t be doing any more fucking today. The poor thing was all swollen and tender in her mouth, so she slipped it in and out of her mouth a few times to soothe it, letting her soft lips glide over the skin spreading her saliva, which would then cool in the air.

Maybe Ari would be willing to help Sonata out, with that big strap-on she still wore? She’d probably be ever so rough about it, after Sonata had already had a pitiless facefuck that day, but her pussy might even be grateful for that, even if the rest of her weren’t convinced.

A quick look up at Aria said that wasn’t happening. She looked less angry than before, now she’d fucked some of it out, but by no means relaxed. Oh right; she hasn’t had anything inside her either! At least Sonata had for a little while, before they’d got the strap-on out.

So, both of them were kind of itching to be fucked, and Dagi’s cock was out of action for a while. Sonata slowly pulled her mouth off the shaft, setting it down on Dagi’s stomach delicately, and, like that was a signal or something, Ari then dragged the strap-on inch by inch out of Dagi’s ass.

Then Ari was kneeling there, looking down at them, with Sonata looking back up at her and Dagi still breathing heavily out of sight.

“So, uh,” Sonata whispered, “...what do we do now?”