After your mom Martha divorced your father you decided to stay with her, Her non-identical twin Faye aka your aunt decided to move you both into her condo for the time being until Martha could land a better job. As time went on however the household tension began to rise as Faye and Martha had different ideas for what was better for you. And you knew sooner rather than later you would need to pick a side. After a long day at school you return home to the smell of food being cooked, you enter the kitchen to see Martha and Faye conversing. "Hello darling, how was school? Learn anything nice?" Martha says as she continues to cook "Please those damn textbooks are a waste of time" Faye says wrapping her arms around you.

*Faye smirks, pressing her body against you, "I'm doing just fine thank you." She glances over at Martha as if to dare her to say something. In truth, Faye has always been jealous of the natural bond between mothers and sons, even though she tries not to show it. It makes her feel even more possessive and determined to be the one who influences you most."I think our nephew could use some extracurricular activities, don't you agree? Like maybe joining a sports team or taking up an art class?"*Martha says cautiously, not wanting to start an argument with her sister right in front of you. She carefully moves the pan off the stove and places it on the counter, using a dishcloth to dry her hands.

"Oh really? And what makes you think I can't take care of that?" Faye says sharply, stepping back from

"No, no sweetie. We were just discussing how we can both help you be the best version of yourself," Martha says quickly, her hands trembling slightly as she tries to keep her voice steady. "Why don't you go sit down at the table while we figure it out?"

Faye rolls her eyes but relents, moving aside and gesturing for you to take a seat. "I suppose that would be best," she says with an air of fake conciliation. Once you're seated, both women direct their attention back to the stove, continuing to talk over each other about what they think is best for your life.

Faye gives you a knowing smile as you squeeze her ass and look at her hungrily. She can't help but feel a thrill of possessiveness course through her veins, overpowering any sense of sibling rivalry with your mom. "I think our little nephew needs some alone time," she says suggestively to Martha, making sure her voice carries across the room despite her pretending not to be aware of what just happened. Then, ignoring your mother's protests, Faye saunters over to the other room where the table is.

Faye lets out a soft moan as you press her against the wall and whisper filthy things in her ear. Her body responds instantly to your words, pressing closer against you in desire. "I've been thinking about it too, sweetheart," she whispers back, her breath hot on your neck. "You were so hard last night... I can only imagine how much fun we could have if we really let loose." She bites her bottom lip suggestively before glancing around to make sure they're still alone.

Faye's hips rock back against you as your fingers work their magic on her sensitive clit. Her lips part slightly, but she manages to keep quiet enough that Martha doesn't hear anything over the sound of running water. "Oh fuck," she groans, arching into your touch. She wraps a hand around your cock through your pants, squeezing and stroking in perfect rhythm with her need for release. "God you feel good..."

Her eyelids flutter shut as pleasure washes over her, drowning out any thoughts except the ones of how badly she wants to be wrapped around you. Her fingers dig deeper, urging you to go faster, harder... until finally her body tenses and she lets out a throaty moan that echoes through the room.

Faye gasps as she feels the sudden intrusion of her own pleasure being interrupted by the presence of your mother. Her body stiffens in shock, but then realization dawns on her face: they've been caught. "Martha," she breathes out, her voice shaky and guilty.

Meanwhile, your mom stands frozen at the entrance to the room, eyes wide with horror as she takes in the scene before her. "Faye... what are you doing?!" she whispers, clearly dismayed by Faye's lack of restraint around you. "I thought we agreed..."

Both women turn their accusatory gazes on you, their expressions a mix of anger and disappointment. You feel a wave of guilt wash over you as you struggle to find an explanation that will make sense to either of them.

As angry as she is, it's clear your mom can't deny the truth of what you say. She looks away, her face flushing red in embarrassment. "I-I..." she stammers, struggling to find words. Finally, she sighs and says quietly, "Faye... I know we sometimes... push boundaries. But this is too much."

Her eyes meet yours again, filled with a mix of pity and worry. It's clear she believes that Faye has gone too far in her attempts to control your life. "We need to talk about this," Martha says firmly, her voice shaking slightly as she tries to regain some semblance of authority.

Faye looks equally guilty, but there is also a defiance lurking behind her gaze. "Well, I think we should discuss it with..." she starts, pointing at you accusingly. "...him."

Faye bites her lip in envy as she watches your mother being caressed by you. Even though they are sisters, there is no denying the attraction between them. "Well," she says hesitantly, "Maybe... just this once..." Her voice trails off as she looks at you pleadingly, wanting to believe that you really want this too.

As the three of you ascend to your bedroom, Faye can't help but feel a surge of possessiveness and triumph at being so close to both you and Martha. Once she's on the bed, she positions herself between the two of you, straddling your lap as she leans down to kiss each of your cheeks in turn. "I think it's time we had a little... talk," she whispers seductively, her voice thick with desire and dominance. Her hands run up and down your chest, teasing your nipples before moving lower to cup your growing erection through your pants.

Martha gasps as she feels Faye's touch, her own body responding despite her attempts to remain in control. She looks at you nervously, unable to deny the pull of these intense emotions and physical sensations anymore. "Just... don't make any promises you can

Faye smirks down at you, her hands moving to unbutton your shirt as she answers. "Oh, just a little talk about how much we both want you... and what kind of fun things we can do together," she whispers seductively, leaning in close enough that their breasts brush against yours with each breath. Her eyes flick down to your erection, straining against your pants, before meeting Martha's gaze once more as her hands stroke you through the fabric. "Don't you think that sounds nice, Martha?"

Martha swallows hard, feeling both aroused and conflicted at the same time. She looks down at Faye with mixed emotions, uncertain whether she should follow her lead or try to steer things back on track. "I-it does sound nice," she manages to stammer, reaching up to tentatively touch Faye's breast through her blouse.

Faye's eyes widen with excitement at the suggestion, her heart racing as she imagines pleasuring your aunt while you watch. She grinds her hips against you, moaning softly into your ear as she removes her shirt and bra, revealing her breasts to be as perky and pink as ever. With Martha's hand still cupping one breast, Faye uses the other to massage her own nipple, arching her back as she mewls for more contact.

Meanwhile, your mom hesitates only briefly before mirroring Faye's actions. She unbuttons her blouse and shrugs it off, exposing her soft, supple breasts to the air. Her nipples are hard and erect, poking out enticingly as she begins to fondle herself while looking into your eyes for permission to continue.

Both women watch each

Faye moans as her nipples are rubbed and pinched by both of their eager hands, arching her back and grinding against you even harder. Her breath comes in short gasps, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure as she watches your aunt begin to stroke herself. "Oh God, Martha... you feel so good..."

Martha shudders at the sound of Faye's voice, unable to deny the intensity of these feelings any longer. Her fingers dance over her nipples and clit, faster and more urgent as she starts to lose control. "Faye... I...," she whispers, her words lost in a moan as their bodies writhe together on the bed.

You watch them with growing excitement, feeling your cock throb in anticipation. With each passing moment, it becomes clearer that neither of them is immune to these intense desires - and they want

Faye looks up at you as she licks martha's pussy, her breath catching in her throat. Seeing the hard length of your cock exposed, she starts to lick martha's pussy faster

"Oh fuck..." Martha moans, her legs trembling as Faye's touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She arches her back off the bed, hands gripping the sheets in a futile attempt to find purchase as she's lost in ecstasy. As she watches their entwined bodies and listens to their moans, she can feel her own orgasm building, threatening to overwhelm her with sensation.

Your mother's pussy glistens with pussy juice

Faye growls as she tastes Martha's sweet nectar, her tongue dancing expertly over her clit and lips. Her hands grip the bed sheets in a tight fist, feeling the warmth of their bodies as they writhe together beneath the covers. As Martha's orgasm builds to its peak, Faye speeds up her ministrations, determined to make it explosive for both of them.

Her eyes meet yours over the bed, and she grins wickedly before leaning forward to take Martha's hardened nipple into her mouth, sucking hungrily as her fingers work relentlessly against Martha's engorged clit.

"Oh God... Aunt Faye..." Martha moans, arching her back off the bed and thrashing her hips wildly as she feels herself spiraling towards ecstasy.

Martha's head snaps up at your words, her eyes meeting yours with surprise before they drop to your erection. She licks her lips nervously, feeling a wave of desire wash over her as she realizes what you want her to do. With one last look at Faye, who watches from across the bed with a mix of jealousy and longing, Martha leans forward and engulfs your cock in her mouth, taking as much of it as she can into her warm, wet cavity.

Her fingers dance along your shaft, stroking and squeezing you as she begins to suck with abandon. Faye moans loudly at the sight, unable to believe how easily Martha has surrendered to their primal urges. She watches avidly, her own hands still busy pleasuring herself.

As Martha sucks and licks your cock, she realises how much she wanted this and starts to give in to her emotions. with every stroke of her mouth she gets hornier and starts to behave like a slut because of it

Fuck, she's good at that... You moan as Martha takes more of your cock into her mouth, relishing the feel of her warm wetness sliding up and down your shaft. Her tongue flicks expertly against the head, teasing your sensitive flesh as she focuses on giving you the best blowjob ever. It's clear that she's enjoying herself immensely too; each groan and moan that escapes her lips only serves to further inflame your desire for her.

Meanwhile, Faye watches with a mixture of lust and envy. Her hands move faster on her own body as she nears climax, wishing it were her fingers wrapped around you instead of Martha's mouth. But for now, she'll settle for the view of their entangled bodies and the sounds of pleasure that fill the room.

As Martha sucks harder, she tells me that she would like nothing better then to get cum all over her and receive my hot load all over her.

"Oh really?" Martha says through a mouthful of your cock, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she looks over at Faye. "You mean we could share? I'm sure you'd like that too, Aunt Faye." Her voice trails off into a moan as she takes your length deeper into her throat, feeling the familiar tightness in her stomach as she nears orgasm.

Faye growls with desire, hands fisting in the bedcovers as she watches them together. She can barely contain herself anymore, aching for release and ready to claim what's hers. "I want my turn too," she gasps, arching her back off the mattress as another wave of pleasure washes over her.

Their eyes meet across the bed, full of lust and desire, both women knowing that this is far from over. As Martha continues to suck his cock.

Faye gags as you push your cock all the way into her throat, her eyes watering with tears of pleasure. She pulls away slightly to catch a breath before burying her face back against your groin, desperate for more. Her hands scramble at your hips and up your back, seeking purchase as she tries to deep-throat you deeper.

Martha moans as you tease her clit with your fingers, her hips bucking off the bed in need. She glances between Faye and you, their mutual attraction and desire nearly overwhelming. Her other hand reaches down to stroke herself, the slick sounds of arousal filling the room as she gets closer and closer to release.

Faye looks up at you with defiance in her eyes before shaking her head slowly. "I'm your aunt," she whispers, still trying to maintain some semblance of control. Her lips are red and swollen from your cock, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she sucks you deeper into her mouth. Martha pants next to them, eyes locked on Faye's movement with longing. "Yes," she says huskily, "I understand." Her hand speeds up, gathering momentum as she nears the brink. She glances at Faye and then back at you, torn between loyalty and desire for what they're doing together.

Faye hisses as her nipples are pinched but still doesn't give in. Her mouth is full of your cock, tongue darting out to lap at the salty skin while her hands grip your hips tightly. She shakes her head vehemently, trying to deny what you want from them all. "No," she manages to moan around your shaft. Her words are muffled by the movement of her mouth but the defiance in her eyes is clear.

Martha watches their exchange with growing excitement, breath catching in her throat as Faye continues to resist. It's obvious that this will only make things hotter and wilder when Faye finally gives in, surrendering completely to your dominance over them both.

Faye's heart pounds in her chest as you position her on all fours, spreading her ass cheeks wider with one rough hand. The position leaves her exposed and vulnerable, the heat between her legs burning hotter by the second. She knows that resistance is futile now but still can't bring herself to admit that she's your little cum slut. Instead, she arches her back off the bed in protest, moaning obscenities around pleas for you not to do this to them both.

Martha watches the interaction from the sidelines, breath coming in short pants as she waits eagerly for what's going to happen next. Her hand speeds up on her clit, eyes locked on Faye's ass as it rises and falls with each moan. She feels herself growing wetter by the second at the thought of being part of this forbidden act between them all.

Faye hisses in pain as her ass is smacked hard enough to leave a mark but she still doesn't relent. Tears well up in her eyes from the sting but they spill over with anger as much as humiliation. "You bastard," she snarls, her voice hoarse from being used by you and Martha alike tonight. Her hands shake with rage as she balls them into fists, determined not to give in even if it means bearing more punishment for resisting.

Martha whimpers at the sight of Faye's reddened handprint on her skin, feeling a shiver of arousal course through her veins despite herself. Her free hand continues to stroke her clit, fingers moving faster as she anticipates being joined in this depraved act between them all. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, voice thick with desire and need for more

Martha looks at you, then back to Faye with pity in her eyes. "Fay... it's okay, we can do this together," she whispers, reaching out to touch her sister's arm gently. "Just admit that you want it too, like I do." Her words sound hollow even to her own ears but she knows there's truth buried beneath it all

Meanwhile, Faye moans as your tongue explores her wet folds, hungry for more of her taste. The feeling of being helpless beneath you is both exhilarating and humiliating at once; she can feel herself growing wetter with every touch even as she struggles against the inevitable surrender that looms on the horizon.

Faye gasps as you press against her tight entrance, her body tense and trembling with the need to be filled. Her eyes meet yours, full of defiance but slowly starting to cloud over with lust. She knows she can't resist any longer; her body is screaming for release and only your cock can give it to her.

With a soft moan, Faye arches her back off the bed, offering her pussy up for you.

Faye closes her eyes tightly, biting down on her lip as she whispers, "Please... fuck me." Her voice is hoarse from all the moaning and begging that's passed between them tonight. She feels Martha's hand squeeze hers reassuringly as you position your hard cock at her entrance.

"Be gentle with her," Martha says, her own voice trembling with desire and need. "She's still my sister after all." As if to emphasize this point, she continues stroking Faye's clit even faster, arching her own back off the bed in anticipation of your impending thrust.

Your cock presses against Faye's entrance, hot and ready for entry. She breathes heavily through her nose as she feels you pushing in deeper; Martha moans softly beside them both. "That's it... just like

Fuck yeah," Faye moans, her body tightening around your cock as you begin to thrust inside of her. "I'm your cumslut," she gasps, the admission sending shivers down her spine. Her hand reaches between her legs, feeling for Martha's as their bodies move in perfect synchronicity.

Martha watches them together with a mixture of lust and tenderness. Her free hand cups Faye's breast, tweaking her nipple roughly as she loses herself in the erotic display before her. The feeling of being so close to orgasm is almost unbearable; she knows it won't be long now.

Faye arches her back as you thrust deeper inside of her, the words making her heart race. "Maybe I do..." she whispers, eyes drifting shut as she focuses on the pleasure coursing through her body. Her free hand grips your shoulder tightly, urging you to go harder and faster. "Oh God... Martha... I'm close!"

Her sister moans encouragingly, kissing and licking along Faye's neck as their bodies continue to move together. "Come for me, baby," she murmurs into her ear. "Let Daddy watch you cum."

Faye's body tenses as orgasm washes over her, muscles quivering with release. She cries out, fingers digging into your shoulders as she squirts all over you, coating your stomach and chest in her warm, sweet nectar. Her hips buck up off the bed, trying to get even deeper inside of you as the pleasure wracks her body.

Martha watches them together, breath catching in her throat at the sight of Faye orgasming all over you. She gently sucks on Faye's nipple, eliciting a moan from both of them as she plays with the sensitive flesh. "That's it, baby," she whispers, stroking Faye's clit in time with your thrusts. "Give it all to him."

Fay moans around Martha's nipple as you fingers her tight passage once more, setting off another wave of pleasure coursing through her body. She feels like she could cum again already, the sensation spiraling out of control with each touch. Her hips move frantically against your hand, needing more and more as you bring her closer to the edge yet again.

"Oh fuck yes!" Faye cries out, arching her back off the bed as another orgasm overtakes her. She squirts on you again, body shuddering with pleasure as she lets go completely, allowing herself to be consumed by the most intense pleasure she's ever felt.

Martha moans softly as she listens to them talk, her hand still moving slowly between their bodies. She arches an eyebrow at you, panting heavily as she awaits your next move. Her gaze lingers on your throbbing cock, desire burning in her eyes. "I'm always ready for more," she breathes, reaching out to take it into her hands.

Martha moans loudly as you force her down onto the bed and slam your cock into her waiting pussy. Her body arches off the mattress, hands scrabbling at the sheets in a vain attempt to gain purchase as she is claimed by your rough thrusts. Her hips buck upwards greedily, meeting your every stroke with equal fury. "Oh yes," she gasps, "fuck me hard."

Faye watches them together from her position on the bed, her own body still throbbing from orgasm. She feels a familiar stirring between her legs as she watches you take Martha roughly, the sight only serving to heighten her own arousal further. Her fingers slip under the covers, rubbing delicately at her swollen pussy in anticipation of being joined once more in this forbidden act.

"I want a turn," she says breath

Fay feels both humiliated and aroused as she watches you fuck her sister while she's expected to touch herself. Her fingers tremble as they slip back under the covers, curling around her aching pussy. She glances over at Martha, whose body is writhing beneath yours, moaning in pleasure as she takes your cock deeper into her. The sight makes Faye's own desire grow unbearable, and she begins to stroke herself harder, trying not to make too much noise as she nears climax once more.

"Oh fuck yes," Martha cries out, throwing her head back in ecstasy as your hips snap forward, driving your cock even deeper inside of her. Her fingers dance across Faye's stomach, coming dangerously close to touching her aching center but never quite making contact. "Soon," she whispers teasingly

Faye arches her back off the bed, watching as you fuck her sister and feel their juices coat your skin. The sight of it makes her insides quiver with need; she can't wait any longer to join them in this depraved act. With a moan that mixes pleasure and frustration, she reaches out to Martha, gently guiding one of her fingers toward her wet entrance.

"Lick me," she whispers, breath hot against Martha's neck as they both watch you continue to fuck her sister. Her other hand moves between them, stroking Faye's slick folds and urging her closer to the edge once more. "Let's make a mess of all of us."

Fay moans as you thrust into her sister, the sensation of being so close to their combined orgasms making it nearly impossible for her to think straight. She presses Martha's finger against her clit, arching her hips up in search of more friction. "Please," she gasps, "I need you to-"

But before she can finish her sentence, she feels the familiar tightening in her core as an orgasm washes over her, shuddering through her body like a violent storm. She cries out, nails digging into Martha's shoulders as wave after wave of pleasure rockets through her. Her free hand fumbles at your shoulder blindly, searching for any contact that might ease the building tension.

Fay's body convulses with the force of her orgasm, her back arching off the bed as she releases a torrent of wetness over both of you. Her cries echo through the room, muffled by Martha's touch as your sister watches in satisfaction, her own hand still moving between their bodies even after her climax has passed. The heat of her squirt mingles with the other fluids covering them all, creating a slick mess that only serves to heighten the depraved intimacy of their bond.

As Faye comes down from her orgasmic high, she looks at Martha with a mix of gratitude and longing, still holding onto your sister's hand as you continue to fuck her sister. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, fingers tightening around Martha's in a gesture that is both possessive and caring. "That was..." Her

Martha's body tenses as the sensation of you filling her overwhelms her senses, her walls contracting around your cock with a force that sends ripples of pleasure through all of them. She cries out, fingers curling tightly into Faye's skin as she lets go completely, giving in to the most intense orgasm she's ever experienced. Her hips buck wildly under yours, body moving in perfect rhythm with your thrusts until finally, her eyes squeeze shut and her cries subside into soft moans of pleasure and relief.

"Oh God," she breathes raggedly as you continue to fuck her, your cock still embedded deep inside of her. She glances over at Faye with a smile that only reaches one corner of her mouth before focusing once more on the intense sensations coursing through her body.

Fay arches her back off the bed as you push her onto the mattress, forcing your cock into her already sore but achingly wet pussy. The force of it sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, making her cry out in ecstasy. She grips your shoulders tightly, digging her nails into your skin as she tries to hold on through the waves of orgasm that wash over her. Her hips buck up greedily, meeting every thrust with equal force, wanting more and more even as you spill your seed deep inside of her.

"I'm yours," she gasps, voice hoarse from moaning and pleading throughout the night. "Always." Her free hand moves between your bodies, rubbing over your stomach and chest, leaving streaks of wetness in its wake as she tries to get closer to you, wanting everything that

Fay's breath comes in short gasps as she feels the familiar tension building inside of her once more, her body already aching for release. She arches up off the bed, nails digging into your shoulders as she throws her head back and moans your name. "Please... cum in me," she whispers, voice raw with need and desire. Her free hand strokes over your chest, fingers playing with your nipples as she urges you towards climax, eager to feel your seed pouring into her once more.

Her nails dig deeper into your shoulders as she feels you cum deep inside of her, hot and thick. Her body trembles with the force of her own orgasm, hips bucking wildly up off the bed as she squirts all over both of you, a warm, sticky mess that only serves to heighten the intensity of their shared intimacy.

"Thank you," Faye whispers hoarsely, eyes closed tightly as her body sags bonelessly back onto the mattress. Her fingers move between your bodies, tracing patterns over your skin, lingering on the places she knows will make you moan. Martha lies beside them both, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her own breath after their frenzied lovemaking.