I could feel Yelena trembling on the edge, her body coiled tight with need, her breath coming in ragged, desperate gasps. If I didnât stop, sheâd cum right then and thereâhard.
So I pulled back, my lips glistening with her arousal, leaving her panting and aching. Her eyes snapped to mine, wide with frustration, like she was blaming me for denying her that release. But then her gaze flickered to Claire, and her cheeks flushed a deep, embarrassed red.
Claire, still breathless from her own climax, met Yelenaâs eyesâand her face burned just as fiercely. The air between them crackled with something new, something rawâa mix of shame, desire, and the unspoken understanding that theyâd just been seen in the most intimate way possible.
My hand didnât stop moving.
My fingers traced slow, deliberate paths through the dense curls between their thighs, teasing them both. Claireâs breath hitched as I brushed against her, her body arching slightly into my touch, her fingers clutching at the sheets.
Yelena bit her lip, her thighs trembling as my fingers explored her next, her breath coming in short, needy gasps, her body already flushed with anticipation.
Then, Yelena suddenly fixed me with a lookâher eyes gleaming with mischief and determination. "Why are you still in clothes?" she pouted, her voice dripping with faux indignation.
"Itâs not fair." She turned to Claire, her expression shifting to something conspiratorial. "Claire, help me deal with him... How can we be bullied by him like this?" Her voice took on a dramatic edge. "Letâs show him the power of our sisterhood."
Before I could react, Yelena pushed me back against the bed, her fingers deftly tugging at my shirt, pulling it over my head with Claireâs help. Their hands moved in unison, their touches sending shivers down my spine as they slowly, teasingly removed my pants.
My cock sprang free, throbbing and hard between them, the cool air of the room doing nothing to temper the heat of their gazes.
Claireâs eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat as she stared. "Itâs... so... big," she whispered, her voice a mix of shock and awe, her fingers hovering just above my length like she wasnât sure if she should touch it or run.
Yelena let out a low, impressed hum, her fingers curling around my shaft, her touch sending a jolt of pleasure through me. "Claire, look at you," she teased, her voice breathy. "Youâre staring as if youâve never seen one before."
Claireâs face flushed, but she didnât look away. "I.. I just... didnât expect it to be this..." she stammered, her fingers finally brushing against me, her touch hesitant but curious.
I groaned, my cock twitching under their combined attention, my breath coming faster. "You two are dangerous," I murmured, my voice rough with need.
Yelena smirked, her grip tightening slightly as she stroked me, her thumb brushing over the tip. "Good," she purred, her voice dark with promise. "Now itâs our turn to tease you."
Claire bit her lip, her fingers joining Yelenaâs, her touch tentative but growing bolder as she explored me. "Y-Youâre right," she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of nervousness and excitement. "Letâs show him what happens when he underestimates us."
Yelenaâs laugh was low and throaty, her fingers tracing slow, deliberate circles around the base of my cock. "Oh, we will," she promised, her eyes locking onto mine with a challenge.
Yelenaâs fingers tightened around my shaft, her grip possessive, her eyes dark with a hunger that sent a jolt through me. "Look at him, Claire," she purred, her voice dripping with ownership as she stroked me slowly, her thumb swirling over the tip. "Heâs ours now." Her other hand slid up to grip my jaw, forcing me to meet her gaze. "And Iâm not sharing nicely."
Claireâs breath hitched, her fingers pausing mid-air as she watched Yelena claim me so boldly. A flicker of something rawâjealousyâflashed in her eyes. "Y-Yelena, donât act as if you own himâ" she started, her voice sharp, but Yelena cut her off with a low, mocking laugh.
"Oh, but I do," Yelena taunted, her voice a dark purr as she leaned in, her lips brushing against my collarbone.
"Watch how I take care of our man, Claire. Maybe youâll learn something." With that, she lowered her head, her tongue flicking out to tease the tip of my cock before her lips wrapped around me, taking me deep in one slow, deliberate motion.
Claireâs face burned, her fingers curling into fists at her sides. "Y-Youâ!" she stammered, her voice trembling with frustration. "I can do that better than you!"
Yelena pulled back just enough to smirk up at her, her lips glistening. "Prove it," she challenged, her voice a breathy taunt before she took me in her mouth again, her tongue swirling around the head. "Mmm~ You canât even take him deep, can you?" she murmured, her words vibrating against my skin as she sank down further, her throat fluttering around me.
Claireâs breath came faster, her jealousy flaring as she watched Yelenaâs lips stretch around me, her movements slow and teasing. "I can!" Claire snapped, her voice sharp as she pushed Yelenaâs shoulder. "Move! Itâs my turn!"
Yelena let out a low, amused hum, finally releasing me with a wet pop. "Fine," she purred, her voice dripping with challenge as she wiped her lips with the back of her hand. "But donât cry when you canât handle him."
Claire didnât hesitate. She replaced Yelena in an instant, her fingers wrapping around the base of my cock as she lowered her head, her lips parting to take me in. But the moment she tried to sink down, her eyes watered, her breath hitching as she struggled to take more than half. "Nnnhâ!" she gasped, pulling back with a frustrated whimper. "Itâsâitâs too big!"
Yelena let out a triumphant laugh, her fingers tangling in Claireâs hair as she leaned in, her voice a dark tease. "Told you," she murmured, her breath hot against Claireâs ear. "You canât take him as I can."
Without warning, she pushed Claireâs head aside and took me back into her mouth, her throat opening as she sank down until her lips met her fingers at the base. "Mmm~ See?" she murmured, her voice muffled as she pulled back up, her lips glistening.