Age of Lust: Starting with Milfs-Chapter 56: In the shower (2)

The steam from the shower still clung to our bodies as we tumbled out onto the bath mat, water droplets tracing lazy paths down Sela’s curves and Tira’s toned legs.

I caught Sela first, my hands sliding over her wet hips, pulling her flush against me. Her breasts pressed into my chest, nipples already hardening into tight peaks that begged for attention. She tilted her head up, those big eyes sparkling with that mix of innocence and hunger that always drove me wild.

"Daddy," she whispered, her voice a soft plea as she rose on her tiptoes to capture my lips. Our kiss started slow, tongues brushing tentatively, but it quickly ignited, her mouth opening wide to let me devour her. I tasted the mint from her toothpaste mixed with the faint salt of our shared sweat, my cock stirring against her belly, thickening with each flick of her tongue.

Tira wasn’t one to be left out. She sidled up behind me, her smaller frame molding to my back.

"Mmm, look at you two," she murmured against my shoulder, nipping at the skin there. Her fingers dipped lower, one hand sneaking around my waist to wrap around my shaft, stroking it lazily from base to tip. The other playing with my balls.

The sensation made me groan into Sela’s mouth, my hips bucking involuntarily.

"He’s already getting hard for us again," Tira teased, her breath hot on my neck. She pumped me a few times, thumb circling the head to smear the bead of pre-cum that had formed. Sela broke the kiss, glancing down with a delighted gasp. "Can I taste him first, Tira? Please?"

Tira laughed, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down my spine.

"Only if you share. We said we’d take turns, remember?" She released me, stepping around to join Sela on their knees before me.

The sight of them both there, water still glistening on their skin, hair damp and tousled, had my pulse racing.

Sela’s full lips parted eagerly, while Tira’s tongue darted out to wet her own, eyes locked on mine with that challenging glint.

Sela leaned in first, her tongue flat against the underside of my cock, licking a slow stripe from balls to tip.

She hummed appreciatively, the vibration buzzing through me, before wrapping her mouth around the head. She sucked gently at first, cheeks hollowing as she took me deeper, her hand steadying my thigh. I threaded my fingers through her wet hair, guiding her without force, just enough to feel her rhythm.

Tira watched for a moment, then joined in, her mouth latching onto my balls.

She sucked one into her warm mouth, rolling it with her tongue, while her hand stroked what Sela couldn’t yet reach.

The dual assault was overwhelming—Sela bobbing her head, taking more of me with each pass, gagging softly when I hit the back of her throat, and Tira’s relentless attention below, her free hand slipping between her own thighs to rub her clit.

"Fuck, you two," I groaned, my voice rough.

Sela pulled back with a pop, strings of saliva connecting her lips to my throbbing length.

"Your cock tastes so good, Daddy," she said, batting her lashes before diving back in, this time hollowing her cheeks harder, deepthroating me with surprising ease. Her nose brushed my pubic bone, throat constricting around me like a vice.

Tira released my balls with a wet smack, grinning up at me. "My turn to suck you off." She nudged Sela aside playfully, and Sela pouted but obeyed, shifting to kiss along my inner thigh while Tira engulfed me. Where Sela was eager and affectionate, Tira was bold, her mouth working me with quick, twisting motions, tongue pressing against the vein on the underside. She hollowed her cheeks, sucking so hard it bordered on painful pleasure, her hand twisting at the base in sync.

I bucked into her mouth, unable to hold back, and she took it all, eyes watering but never breaking contact.

Sela, not idle, crawled behind Tira, spreading her legs and burying her face between Tira’s ass cheeks.

I heard Tira’s muffled moan around my cock as Sela’s tongue delved into her pussy after sliding down her ass, lapping at the slick folds. The room filled with the sounds of wet slurps and gasps, the air growing thicker with the scent of arousal.

"Enough teasing," I said, pulling Tira off me with a gasp. My cock glistened with their spit, standing rigid and aching. I hauled them both up. I cleaned their pussies throorugly, then lead them to the bedroom just down the hall.

The king-sized bed waited, sheets already rumpled from earlier play. I pushed Sela onto her back first, her legs falling open to reveal her shaved pussy, lips swollen and pink, clit peeking out begging for touch.

"Spread for Daddy," I commanded, and she did, knees to her chest, exposing everything. Tira climbed onto the bed beside her, mirroring the position, her own slit glistening with need. I knelt between them, fingers tracing Sela’s entrance first, dipping in to feel her tightness clench around me.

She whimpered, hips lifting. "Please, Daddy, fuck me."

I slid two fingers inside her, curling them to hit that spongy spot, thumb circling her clit. She bucked, crying out as I pumped faster, her juices coating my hand.

Tira watched, biting her lip, until I turned to her, plunging three fingers into her without warning. She was wetter, tighter, her walls fluttering as I scissored them, stretching her.

"Oh god, yes," Tira moaned, her hand reaching over to pinch Sela’s nipple, twisting it until Sela arched. They kissed then, messy and desperate, tongues tangling while I finger-fucked them both in turn, alternating until their moans blended into a symphony.

I couldn’t wait anymore. Positioning myself between Sela’s thighs, I rubbed the head of my cock against her slit, coating myself in her arousal before thrusting in deep. She gasped, nails digging into my shoulders as I bottomed out, her pussy gripping me like a glove. I set a steady pace, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in, the slap of skin on skin echoing.

Tira straddled Sela’s face, lowering her pussy onto her mouth. Sela’s tongue went to work immediately, lapping and sucking, while Tira ground down, her hands braced on my chest for leverage.

I leaned forward to capture Tira’s lips, kissing her hard as I pounded into Sela, feeling her clench and release with each thrust.

Sela’s muffled cries vibrated against Tira’s clit, pushing her closer to the edge

"She’s eating me so good," Tira panted against my mouth. "Make her fuck me harder with your cock."

I obliged, angling my hips to hit deeper, grinding against Sela’s g-spot. Sela’s body tensed, then shattered, her orgasm ripping through her as she flooded around me, pussy spasming.

I pulled out, slick with her cum, and flipped Tira onto all fours. Sela, still trembling, crawled under her, sucking on Tira’s swinging tits while I aligned behind. My cock nudged Tira’s entrance, and I drove in with one brutal thrust, burying myself to the hilt. She yelped, pushing back, her ass cheeks jiggling with the force.

"Harder," Tira demanded, and I gave it to her, gripping her hips and railing her relentlessly. Each plunge made her breasts bounce into Sela’s waiting mouth, who latched on, sucking and biting the nipples. Tira’s walls milked me, tight and hot, her moans turning to screams as I reached around to rub her clit.

Sela slipped a hand between her own legs, fingering herself while watching us, then moved lower, her tongue flicking out to lick where I entered Tira. The added sensation—her tongue on my balls and Tira’s pussy—had me grunting, thrusts growing erratic. Tira came first, her body seizing, pussy clamping down so hard it nearly pushed me over.

"Cum inside her, Daddy," Sela urged, her voice breathy. But I held back, pulling out and flipping Tira onto her back.

Now it was Sela’s turn again. I entered her missionary style, legs over my shoulders, folding her in half as I hammered deep. Tira recovered quickly, straddling Sela’s waist, grinding her soaked pussy against Sela’s belly while leaning down to kiss me.

Our tongues battled as I fucked Sela senseless, her tits bouncing with each impact. Tira’s hand joined mine on Sela’s clit, rubbing in circles until Sela was babbling incoherently, another orgasm building.

"I’m gonna... oh fuck, Daddy!"

She exploded, squirting around my cock, the warm gush soaking my thighs.

The sight and feel undid me.

I thrust once, twice more, then buried deep, roaring as I unloaded, hot spurts filling Sela’s pussy.

Rope after rope painted her insides, overflowing as I kept pumping.

Tira milked the last drops from me into her twin’s pussy, her hand squeezing my balls gently.

We collapsed in a heap, panting and slick with sweat and cum. But they weren’t done—far from it. Sela giggled, pushing me onto my back. "Your turn to lay there, Daddy. We’re gonna ride you until you are staisfied."