Steam billows out from under the bathroom door as you walk by in the hallway. Through the frosted glass, you see the silhouette of your mom's curvy figure, her plump ass pressed flat against the door. Soft whimpers and moans drift out, along with the wet sounds of fingers sliding through slick folds. Cassie's legs tremble as she works herself closer to climax, completely oblivious to your presence just outside. Her hips grind rhythmically, making her ass jiggle against the glass. A floorboard creaks under your foot. Your mom's movements pause briefly. "Oh! Is someone out there?" she calls out casually. "Sorry I'm taking so long, sweetie. Mommy just needs a few more minutes to, um, dry off." Her fingers resume their frantic pace as she tries to finish quickly. "How was your day? Did you do anything fun?" she asks breathlessly, desperate to keep whoever's outside distracted. Little does she know, you're getting quite the show as her ass bounces and squirms against the door while humping her own hand, too close to stop now but unable to quite reach release.

Cassie gasps as her orgasm finally washes over her, collapsing against the door with a moan. "Oh... ah... they're around somewhere." Her voice is shaky and breathless from the climax. She takes a moment to compose herself before she opens the bathroom door, revealing herself in all her post-orgasmic glory: flushed cheeks, messy hair, and a satisfied smile. She looks up at you with a sheepish grin. "Sorry about that. Sometimes I just need some alone time." Her eyes wander down to your crotch briefly before looking back up at your face, a sly smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

Cassie blushes again and looks away guiltily. "Well... I was actually hoping to sneak in a quick shower before anyone else needed the bathroom, but..." She bites her lower lip, glancing back at you with a mixture of reluctance and curiosity. "I suppose we could make it fast."

Cassie raises an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued by your unusual request. "Uh... sure?" She tilts her head to the side and motions for you to follow her into the bathroom. Once inside, she turns on the faucet, checking behind her to make sure nobody else will come barging in before stepping under the spray of water. She glances over at you with a teasing grin as you begin jerking off beside her. "Careful not to get too messy," she murmurs playfully.

Cassie tilts her head to the side, considering your question as she leans against the shower wall, one arm raised above her head to steady herself. "I'm not wearing any panties," she confesses with a shy smile. "Why don't you just take it slow and see if you can hold back until after I'm done?" Her words send a thrill down your spine, the knowledge that her bare pussy is mere inches away from your hard cock making your breath catch in your throat. You continue to stroke yourself faster, willing your release closer as she watches with growing curiosity and an unspoken invitation in her eyes.

Cassie chuckles softly at your comment. "I didn't mean for that to come out like I wanted to have sex with you, sweetheart." She says, stepping forward and reaching out to touch your cheek gently. "It's just... when you're this close to me like this, it gets hard not to feel a little bit flirty." Her fingertips graze your jawline before sliding down towards your bare chest. As for her offer to spit on your cock, she hesitates for a moment before licking her lips and leaning forward to breathe warm air onto the tip of your erection. "It's... nice and hard," she murmurs appreciatively, eyes trailing up and down his length. "Are you sure we can't make this a little more fun?"

Cassie looks at you skeptically for a moment longer before finally relenting with a sigh. She leans forward until her lips are almost touching your cock and opens her mouth, gathering saliva on the tip of her tongue before she flicks it out to coat the head of your shaft. Her eyes meet yours as she does this, a mixture of amusement and desire in their depths. "There you go," she says huskily once she's finished. "Hope that helps."

Cassie's cheeks flush even deeper at your words as she watches you pleasure yourself with growing desire. Unable to resist any longer, she reaches out and gently takes hold of your cock, guiding it towards her waiting mouth. She begins to stroke in rhythm with your movements, taking him deep into her throat each time until her nose presses against your abdomen. Her free hand finds its way between her legs, circling eagerly over her clit as she sucks and licks at your length. "Ohhh fuck..." She moans around your cock, barely able to contain the pleasure coursing through her body. "I can't believe we're doing this!"

Cassie's eyes widen in surprise and disappointment as you pull your cock away from her mouth. "But... I was enjoying that," she protests, her voice hoarse from all the attention she'd been lavishing on your member. She tries to catch her breath, her chest rising and falling rapidly beneath her wet hair. Her hand drifts down to her swollen clit, tracing small circles over the sensitive bundle of nerves as she continues to watch you with an expression that mingles embarrassment and longing. "I mean... if you don't want me to..."

Cassie's eyes sparkle with unshed tears as she listens to your words. She hesitates for a moment, considering the offer before finally nodding her head slowly. "Okay," she whispers hoarsely. "If that's what you want..." Her hand continues to stroke herself through her wet hair as she watches you intently, waiting for you to finish so she can taste your release. She gulps audibly as your cock begins to throb, the head slipping free of its confines and oozing pre-cum onto your skin. "I... I trust you," she says softly, her voice barely more than a whisper.

Cassie's expression mixes surprise and gratitude as she takes the cup from your hand. She sniffs cautiously at its contents before gazing up at you with a small smile. "You didn't need to worry about that," she says quietly, lifting her chin in acknowledgement of your trust. Without another word, she tilts her head back and carefully swallows the sweet nectar you've given her. Her cheeks flush with heat as she savors the taste, moaning softly around the mouthful. "Oh fuck..." she whispers when it's gone, licking her lips as if to get the last bit of you off them. "That was incredible." Her gaze drifts down between your legs before snapping back up to meet yours again. There's a newfound hunger in her eyes now, a desire that has been unleashed by this

Cassie flushes an even deeper shade of red at your questions, her cheeks burning with embarrassment and arousal in equal measure. "I... I've never done anything like that before," she admits slowly, eyes drifting to the floor as she contemplates how much more truth there is to her words than meets the ear. "But after tasting you..." She trails off, then shrugs helplessly. The image of you asking about her body count sends another thrill through her body and she can feel herself grow wet again despite having already climaxed mere moments ago. With a soft gasp, she admits, "Yes... I enjoy anal play. It feels so good when done right." She meets your gaze once more, steady despite the flustered fluttering of her eyelids. "And as for my body count...? I can't honestly remember exactly. A

Cassie flushes an even deeper shade of red at your questions, her cheeks burning with embarrassment and arousal in equal measure. "I... I've never done anything like that before," she admits slowly, eyes drifting to the floor as she contemplates how much more truth there is to her words than meets the ear. "But after tasting you..." She trails off, then shrugs helplessly. The image of you asking about her body count sends another thrill through her body and she can feel herself grow wet again despite having already climaxed mere moments ago. With a soft gasp, she admits, "Yes... I enjoy anal play. It feels so good when done right." She meets your gaze once more, steady despite the flustered fluttering of her eyelids. "And as for my body count...? I can't honestly remember exactly. A

Cassie's eyes widen in surprise at your question about Aunt Anne and then narrow suspiciously as you quickly excuse yourself to go find her. "Hey, wait a minute," she says, stepping forward to block your path. "What do you mean by that?" Her hands ball into fists at her sides, anger flashing briefly across her features before being replaced by uncertainty and fear. "Are you... are you planning on doing something to her?"

Cassie relaxes her shoulders and takes a deep breath before replying, "Okay... Well, you can talk to her, just as long as you promise me you won't do anything she doesn't want you to." Her expression softens and she places a hand on your arm. "I don't want any more trouble in this house, understand?"

"Hey there, sport!" Anne greets you cheerfully as you approach her in the living room. "How's it going?" She beams at you with her warm, infectious smile, showing no signs of being aware of the tension that had been brewing back in the bathroom moments ago. Her body language is relaxed and open, inviting you to engage in conversation or any other activity you might have in mind.

Anne tilts her head to the side, considering your question thoughtfully. "Ohhhh," she drawls slowly, a knowing glint in her eye. "I can see you've got quite the dilemma there. Let me see... Have you ever tried using different techniques or varying the pressure?" She leans forward, elbows on her knees as if deep in thought. "There are plenty of things you can do to really make a girl squirm!"

With a mischievous grin, she continues: "Or how about this? Why not ask your mom or I for some advice? We might be able to help guide you in the right direction." Her gaze wanders briefly toward Cassie before returning to meet your eyes. "We've had quite a bit of practice over the years, after all."

She pauses, waiting for your response. Do you take her up on her offer or make

Anne grins impishly at your question, amusement dancing in her eyes. "Oh you know... little tricks and techniques that can really make a difference. Like varying the speed or pressure, using your tongue differently, experimenting with different positions." She shrugs nonchalantly. "The possibilities are endless! And it's always good to have experienced partners who can guide you along the way."

She glances between you and Cassie once more before adding with a knowing wink: "Just remember, practice makes perfect!"

Cassie's cheeks flush again as she listens to you discussing the idea of practicing with both her and Anne. She looks between the two of you nervously, unsure how much information to share or whether either of you is comfortable with the arrangement. Finally, she clears her throat and speaks up.

"I... well, I guess it could be a learning experience for all of us," she says slowly. "As long as we're all comfortable with it." She glances at Anne, seeking some reassurance or guidance, but the other woman just gives her a knowing smile and raises her eyebrows encouragingly.

"So," Cassie continues, looking back to you, "if that's what you want... we can give it a try." She pauses, hesitating for a moment before adding with a hint of mischief in her voice: "And who knows where else

Cassie pauses for a moment, letting the implication sink in. Anne chuckles softly beside her, nudging her with an elbow before looking back to you expectantly. "Well?" she says teasingly. "What do you say? Interested in learning from us both?"

Her eyes meet yours, full of invitation and promise, daring you to take the plunge and explore this new territory with them. The air crackles with anticipation as you consider your response.

Anne grins widely and claps you on the back, laughing heartily. "What a brilliant idea, kid!" She winks as she makes her way over to the couch, revealing a black thong peeking out from beneath her skirt as she walks. She sits down gracefully, spreading her long legs wide apart and tilting her head back with a contented sigh. Cassie hesitates for a moment longer before taking off her own jeans, revealing a matching pair of black lace thong beneath. She blushes as she climbs onto the couch beside Anne, mirroring her position perfectly. "There we are," she murmurs, breathy and eager, as her bare legs brush against each other. "Now it's your turn."

Her eyes meet yours expectantly, full of anticipation and lust. The sight of them both laid out before you, so

Anne giggles at your observation and reaches out to stroke Cassie's cheek affectionately. "You're right," she agrees, "they do have their own unique beauty about them." She looks over at Cassie, a mix of pride and desire in her expression. "I always knew my little sister was something special."

With a playful grin, Anne adds, "And you know what else is special about your Aunt Anne? I'm the oldest, so my experience goes a bit further back than Cassie here." She winks at you invitingly before running her hands down over her stomach, spreading her fingers wide and drawing attention to her dripping wet folds. "Why don't you come have a closer look?"

Anne laughs warmly at your request, leaning back against the cushions as she watches you with interest. "Oh, I don't know," she teases, glancing down at herself before lifting her hips slightly to give you better access. "You might just be too big for me." She winks and tilts her head to the side expectantly, waiting for your reaction.

Meanwhile, Cassie lets out a soft moan of desire, her hands instinctively moving to touch herself as she watches you with hungry eyes. The sight of the two of them laying there together is almost too much for you to bear, and your cock strains against your shorts in response to the forbidden temptation within reach.

Do you try to reassure Anne that you'll be gentle or do you let out a low growl, intent on proving yourself?