Claire’s face burned with humiliation, her fingers digging into the sheets. "Y-You cheated!" she protested, her voice trembling.
Yelena smirked, her hand still stroking as she licked her lips. "Maybe I did," she admitted, her voice a purr. "But right now? He’s mine." She lowered her head again, her tongue swirling around the tip before she took deep, her throat fluttering as she swallowed around .
Claire’s breath hitched, her jealousy boiling over as she watched Yelena’s lips stretch around my cock, her movents confident and slow. "N-No! I won’t lose to you!" she declared, her voice sharp as she grabbed Yelena’s hair, yanking her back. "My turn!"
Yelena let out a breathless laugh, her eyes gleaming with challenge as she released . "Go ahead," she taunted, her voice dark with amusent. "But don’t choke."
Claire glared at her before lowering her head again, her lips wrapping around as she forced herself to take more, her throat struggling. "Ngh—mmph!" she gagged, her eyes watering as she pulled back, coughing slightly. "It’s—it’s not fair!" she gasped, her voice frustrated.
I groaned, my cock throbbing as I watched them compete, their jealousy and desire making the mont even hotter. "Fuck, you’re both driving crazy," I muttered, my voice rough with need.
Yelena smirked, her fingers sliding into Claire’s hair as she leaned in, her voice a dark whisper. "Then let’s both take care of him," she purred, her lips brushing against Claire’s ear. "Together."
Claire’s breath hitched, her jealousy warring with the heat of Yelena’s suggestion. "F-Fine," she whispered, her voice trembling. "But I’m not losing."
Yelena’s laugh was low and throaty as she pressed her lips to mine again, her tongue swirling around the tip before she pulled back, her eyes locking onto Claire’s. "Then prove it," she challenged, her voice dark with promise as she guided Claire’s head back down with her own.
The sight of their lips eting around my cock, their tongues swirling together in a heated, desperate dance, sent a jolt of pleasure straight through .
The wet heat of their mouths, the way their breaths mingled as they took in unison—it was almost too much. My fingers tangled in their hair, my hips twitching involuntarily as they worked together, their jealousy and competition lting into sothing far more intimate.
Then, Yelena pulled back just enough to smirk up at , her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Claire," she purred, her voice dark with suggestion, "let’s give him sothing else to think about." Without waiting for a response, she pressed her body against Claire’s, their breasts crushing together as their nipples brushed against each other. My cock was sandwiched between them, the softness of their flesh pressing against from both sides.
"Nnnh~!" I gasped, my breath hitching as the sensation overwheld . The heat of their skin, the way their bodies molded together around —it was too much.
Yelena let out a low, throaty laugh, her fingers tracing circles around Claire’s nipples before pressing them together, trapping my cock between their breasts. "What’s wrong, Jack?" she taunted, her voice dripping with amusent.
"Can’t hold back anymore?" She rocked her body slightly, the friction of their skin against my cock making my hips jerk.
Claire’s breath hitched, her fingers digging into Yelena’s shoulders as she caught on, her own competitive fire flaring. "Y-You’re cheating!" she gasped, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she arched her back, pressing her breasts even tighter against Yelena’s, their combined softness enveloping completely.
"Mmm, no, Claire," Yelena murmured, her voice a dark tease as she looked down at , her eyes locked onto mine. "This is just teamwork." She rocked her hips again, the movent sending another jolt of pleasure through .
"Fuck—!" I groaned, my fingers tightening in their hair as my cock throbbed between them, the sensation of their skin, their warmth, their ownership of pushing dangerously close to the edge.
Yelena’s smirk deepened, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Then cum for us, Jack," she purred, her tongue flicking out to tease the tip of my cock as it peeked out from between their breasts. "Show us how much you love this."
Claire’s breath ca faster, her own voice trembling with need. "Y-Yes," she whispered, her fingers sliding down to join Yelena’s, their hands working together to stroke the base of my cock as their breasts squeezed around . "Cum for us."
The mont my cock pulsed, thick ropes of cum erupted between their crushed tits, painting them in sticky, white heat. "Fuck—ahhh—!" I groaned, my hips jerking as I emptied myself between them, my release splattering their skin, dripping down their stomachs, marking them as mine.
"Ah—!" Claire gasped, her eyes widening as she felt the warmth of my release splashing against her skin, her fingers digging into Yelena’s shoulders.
Yelena let out a breathless "Mmm~!", her body arching slightly as my cum painted them both, dripping between their breasts and pooling in the valley they’d created. "S-So much," she murmured, her voice thick with surprise and sothing far more satisfied as she watched my cum spill over their skin.
As they finally separated, their chests glistened with my release, thick ropes of cum dripping down their stomachs, their nipples pebbled and flushed. Claire’s breath ca in short, ragged gasps, her fingers trembling as she looked down at herself—covered in . "J-Jack..." she whispered, her voice a mix of shock and awe, her cheeks burning.
Then their gazes dropped to my cock—still hard, still throbbing, if anything even bigger than before, glistening with the remnants of my release.
"It’s..." Yelena breathed, her eyes widening as she took in the sight, her fingers twitching like she wanted to reach out but wasn’t sure if she should. "Even bigger than before..."
Claire’s breath hitched, her own eyes locked onto , her voice trembling. "H-How is that even possible?" she whispered, her fingers finally brushing against her cum-slicked skin, her touch hesitant.
I let out a rough, satisfied groan, my cock twitching at their reactions. "Because you two are fucking perfect," I growled, my voice dark with possession. "And I’m far from done with you."
Yelena’s lips curled into a smirk, her fingers finally sliding down to trace through the cum on her stomach, her voice a dark purr. "Then let’s see how much more you can take," she challenged, her eyes locking onto mine with a hunger that made my cock pulse.
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