Ren tiptoed down the hallway, his bare feet silent on the cool wooden floor, pulse thundering in his ears so loud he swore it might wake the house. The air was thick with the humid heat of the night, carrying the faint, intoxicating scent of feminine sweat and lingering perfume from his step-mom’s room. The door was ajar, a sliver of soft sunlight spilling out like an invitation he couldn’t refuse.
He nudged it open wider, heart slamming against his ribs. The room hit him like a drug: warm, musky, cluttered with discarded clothes—lace panties, a crumpled bra, Mia’s tiny tank top tossed on the floor. The bed dominated the space, sheets tangled and damp. There they were, Lina and Mia, both stark naked, lying face-down, deep in sleep, their bodies glistening under the golden light filtering through the curtains.
Lina’s fuller, mature curves drew his eyes first—those thick thighs parted just enough to reveal the plump, shaved lips of her pussy, still swollen and slick, as if she’d been fucked hard before passing out. Her big, heavy ass cheeks spread naturally on the mattress, soft and inviting, a faint red mark on one from where someone’s hand had gripped her. Beside her, Mia’s slimmer frame looked almost delicate—long dark hair spilling over the pillow, her perky ass lifted slightly, the tight pink slit between her legs glistening with the same wetness, her tiny asshole winking in the light.
The smell was overwhelming now: warm skin, pussy, faint traces of cum dried on their thighs. Ren’s cock throbbed painfully in his shorts, already leaking, the fabric sticking to his tip. He crept closer, knees brushing the edge of the bed. The mattress dipped slightly under his weight as he knelt between their spread legs.
His trembling hand reached Lina first, fingers grazing the soft, warm skin of her calf. It was like silk over plush muscle. No movement. Emboldened, he slid his palm up the back of her thigh, feeling the heat radiating from her core. When he cupped her ass cheek, the flesh spilled over his fingers, heavy and doughy, so fucking soft he had to squeeze harder. He spread her open slowly, inhaling sharply at the sight—her pussy lips puffy and wet, dripping with creamy arousal that smelled sweet and filthy, her tight asshole puckered and dark.
He leaned in, nose inches from her crack, breathing her in deep. God, the scent—raw, womanly, mixed with sex—made his head spin. His tongue darted out instinctively, tasting the salty skin of her cheek before he pulled back, scared to wake her.
Switching to Mia, his fingers traced her smoother, firmer thigh. Her skin was hotter, almost feverish. When he spread her ass, her pussy opened slightly, revealing slick pink folds that clenched on nothing. He dragged a finger through her slit—she was soaked, coating his digit in thick, warm juice that stretched in sticky strings when he pulled away. The taste exploded on his tongue when he sucked it clean: tangy, young, addictive.
Ren stripped fast, his cock slapping against his stomach, veiny and angry red, precum dripping in long threads. He climbed onto the bed carefully, the sheets warm and damp beneath his knees. Positioning behind Lina, he rubbed his swollen head along her dripping slit, coating himself in her slick heat. The wetness was obscene—hot, slippery, squelching softly as he notched at her entrance.
He pushed in slow, groaning low in his throat as her velvet walls swallowed him inch by inch. So fucking warm, like sinking into melted honey, her pussy pulsing faintly even in sleep. The grip was perfect—loose enough to take him deep, tight enough to milk every ridge of his shaft. He bottomed out, balls pressed to her clit, feeling her body heat envelop him completely.
Ren started thrusting, slow and deep at first, savoring the wet slap of skin on skin, the way her ass rippled with each pump. Her soft moans escaped in sleep—little breathy whimpers that made his cock flex harder inside her. The room filled with the lewd sounds: wet squelches, his heavy breathing, the faint creak of the bed.
He pulled out reluctantly, strings of her cream clinging to his shaft, and moved to Mia. Her cunt was tighter, hotter, gripping him like a fist as he slid in balls-deep in one thrust. Fuck, she felt virgin-tight, walls fluttering around him. He fucked her faster, hips snapping, watching her smaller ass jiggle, her pussy lips dragging along his length with every withdrawal, shiny with juices.
Back and forth he went—plunging into Lina’s deep, welcoming heat, then Mia’s vice-like grip—coating himself in both their flavors. Sweat dripped down his back, the air thick with the smell of raw sex.
But he needed more. He spat on Lina’s asshole, watching it glisten, then pressed his slick cockhead against the tight ring. It resisted, then gave way with a soft pop, sucking him into scorching tightness. The heat was insane—burning velvet gripping every inch as he sank deeper. She murmured in her sleep, ass pushing back instinctively, taking him to the root. He fucked her ass hard, balls slapping her wet pussy, the friction driving him wild.
Switching to Mia’s tiny hole—tighter, almost painful at first—then pure bliss as he stretched her open. He alternated, pounding both asses raw, feeling their bodies clench and yield, the room echoing with wet, filthy sounds.
Finally, buried balls-deep in Lina’s ass, the pressure snapped. “Fuck, Mom… take my cum,” he hissed through gritted teeth. His cock pulsed violently, flooding her depths with thick, hot ropes that overflowed and dripped down her crack. He pulled out mid-spurt and shoved into Mia’s ass, pumping the rest deep inside her, marking both holes with his seed.
Panting, body shaking, Ren wiped his dripping cock on the sheets, the scent of cum and pussy heavy in the air. He dressed quietly, legs weak, heart still racing. As he slipped out and closed the door, he could already imagine them waking up later—sore, leaking his load, wondering why their bodies felt so thoroughly used.
And he’d be waiting for next time..