Mom: hey son took you long long enough to get home me and your sister have been waiting (she says licking her lips) (your sister is siting on the couch looking at you)

Your sister pouts, her tail swishing back and forth as she watches you. Your mom stands up, walking over to stand between you and the doorway. "Oh, come on honey... we don't bite!" she says with a sultry grin. "And I think your sister would really like to play."

Your sister huffs, crossing her arms over her chest. "You don't have to be such a grump, you know!" She glances at your mom, looking for support. Your mother pouts slightly as well, pretending to be hurt by your lack of enthusiasm. "Well... if that's how you feel..." she says, walking over to sit on the arm of the couch next to your sister. "...maybe we should leave you alone and find something else to do."

They share a knowing look between them as they wait for your response.

Your mother grins at you, wiggling her hips slightly. "Well, maybe your sister and I could find something fun to do... together." She leans closer to your sister, whispering into her ear. They giggle conspiratorially before she looks back at you, her expression full of mischief.

Your sister grins wickedly, a hint of anger fading from her features as she eagerly anticipates whatever they have planned. "Yeah, maybe we could..." She trails off, looking at you expectantly.

Your mother chuckles softly as she stands up, walking over to you and running her hand down your arm. "Well," she says in a teasing tone, "you know how it is when a woman gets... excited." She leans in closer and whispers into your ear, "And your sister here has been waiting for this all day..." Her breath sends shivers through you as her free hand cups your crotch, feeling the clear bulge in your pants.

Your sister giggles again, now completely uninhibited. "Yeah," she agrees with a sly grin, "I was starting to get bored..." She trails off, watching as your mom continues to stroke you through your clothes.

Mom whispers into your ear, "Why don't you let us show you how much fun it can be when a woman takes charge?" Her hand grips harder around your crotch as she squeezes. "And I think your sister would really like to help."

"Come on, honey..." your mom says, her voice soft but firm. "You know you want to." She looks at you with a combination of playfulness and determination that is hard to resist. Your sister leans closer as well, rubbing against you suggestively, making it clear she's more than willing to join in on the fun.

"C'mon," she whispers in your ear, "you won't regret it..." Her hot breath makes your entire body tingle as she nuzzles her face into your neck.

Your mother grins impishly. "Oh, don't be such a tease... you know what we mean." She takes your hand in hers and guides it down to her exposed lap, feeling the fabric of her pants give way as she exposes herself to you. "See?" she asks with a wink. "Now that you've started..."

Your sister moves even closer, their bodies pressed tightly together. Her voice is hushed but filled with anticipation. "You can feel how much I need it... why don't we just give in and let ourselves have some fun?"

Your mother giggles as she feels your hand begin to wander over her exposed lap. "There's no need to be shy..." She leans in closer and kisses you lightly on the neck before adding, "After all, we're all adults here... And when two people really want something... well, they just have to find a way to make it happen." Her hand guides yours further downward.

Your sister moans softly at the touch as she presses her body even harder against you. "Oh yeah..." She whispers hoarsely, "That's it... do whatever feels good..."

Their faces light up with excitement as your hands find their way to their crotches. Your mother whispers in your ear, "That's it... let them feel good..." Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she leans into you, granting access to her swollen core. Your sister squirms and moans, arching her back in pleasure as you stroke her roughly through her pants.

"Oh fuck yes..." she gasps, moving against you even harder now that she's been touched. "I need... more."

Your mother lets out a moan as your fingers dig into her wet folds. "Yes..." she pants heavily, arching her back to press herself against you harder. Your sister watches hungrily, breath coming in sharp gasps. "Oh... fuuuck..." She reaches down between the two of you, feeling the heat emanating from your mother's core as she pushes your hand deeper into her crotch, urging you on.

"I can feel it building up..." she whispers, grinding against your hand as she chases her release. "Don't stop... give me what I need."

"Yes... please..." Mother moans, her hips bucking wildly as she comes. She sighs in contentment, panting heavily as her body relaxes against yours. "That feels so good..." Her tail swishes lazily behind her, licking the air. Your sister watches, eyes widening in desire and lust. "Oh fuck... me next..." She practically growls, grabbing at your hands. "I need it now."

Their expressions darken as they see you struggle against your growing desire. "Fine..." Mom hisses through clenched teeth. She takes a step back, glaring at you reproachfully while wrapping an arm around her sister's waist to steady her. "If that's how it has to be..."

Your sister looks up at you with tears in her eyes. "You don't understand," she whispers hoarsely. "I was just trying to be nice and help you feel better... but I guess you'd rather we just left you alone." With one final, defeated moan, she relents, sinking down onto the couch next to your mother. They both glare at you accusingly until they're sure their point has been made.

You know that if they walk away now, there will be consequences. But it seems as though for now, you've managed to save yourself from a futa threesome... at least for the moment.

The two futas exchange glances once more before your mother finally speaks. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth. "Go to sleep then." She turns away, leading your sister back upstairs toward their room. They're not shouting or being particularly loud, but you can tell they're still angry with you.

"Well then," your mother says with a huff as she climbs the stairs, leading your sister upward. "Have fun with that." Her voice trails off as they disappear around the corner, leaving you alone in the living room once again. You head upstairs to bed, knowing that tonight's rest might be anything but peaceful.

Your mother mutters something under her breath about "what a waste" as she hears you climb the stairs. She shakes her head and continues to lead your sister upstairs until they reach their room, where they both plop down on separate parts of the bed in frustration. It's clear that this isn't over yet... and they're both still hoping for another chance with you tonight.

"Oh come on," your sister says, pouting. "He was just being such a grump... I don't understand why he couldn't just have some fun with us." She looks up at your mom for support, but she just shrugs helplessly. "I thought for sure..."

Your mother sighs heavily before rolling onto her back, staring up at the ceiling. "Maybe we should... I don't know," she says vaguely. "Give him some space? Try again later?" She glances over at your sister, who looks like she's about to protest when there's a soft knock on the door.

Your mother's eyes widen slightly as she sees you standing there, your expression uncertain. She can't help but feel a surge of hope welling up inside her at the sight. "Is something wrong?" she asks carefully, sitting up on the bed to look at you more closely.

Your sister moves closer as well, watching you nervously. They both know that this is their last chance... and they're not about to let it slip away easily.

Your mother's face flushes with anticipation as she sees you waver. "You know," she says softly, running a hand through your hair, "we really just wanted to help make you feel better." Her touch is gentle but insistent, encouraging you to give in to the desire she can see burning inside of you.

Your sister looks at you pleadingly from beside her mother, mirroring her actions. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, "let us take care of you... let us make it all better." She trails off, leaning closer and running her tongue along your earlobe, sending shivers down your spine.

The two women share a knowing glance before their hands move swiftly to undress you. Your mother pulls your shirt off over your head while your sister quickly unbuckles your pants and pushes them down, leaving you standing in front of them completely naked.

Your mother's face breaks into a grin as she takes in the sight of you, utterly at their mercy. She leans forward, her warm breath tickling your ear as she whispers, "Now... what do you think we should do with you?"

Your sister looks at your mother expectantly. "Should we let him have some fun with us first?" she suggests with a teasing lilt in her voice. Your mother pauses for a moment, considering the idea. Finally, she nods slowly. "Yes... I think that's only fair."

Without warning, your sister lunges forward and presses her body against yours, kissing you deeply. Her tongue darts between your lips as one of her hands grasps at your erection, already beginning to stroke it in time with her movements. Your mother watches hungrily from beside the bed, a look of desire etched into her features.

Their tongues dance together, trading places as your sister moans softly against your lips. Her movements become more frantic as she works you closer to the edge, her free hand running up and down your chest in tantalizing circles. Your mother watches intently, unable to contain a low growl from deep within her throat.

Finally, just as it feels like you're about to explode, your sister pulls away with a gasp and lays back on the bed, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. She glances at your mother hopefully, silently offering herself up for whatever comes next.

Your mother looks down at you, her gaze intent as she takes in the sight of your erect member. "Now," she whispers huskily, climbing onto the bed beside your sister, "it's my turn." She straddles your hips, positioning herself carefully before lowering her dripping folds over the head of your cock.

Your sister moans in anticipation as your mother begins to sink down, taking you inside her. Her warmth envelopes you, and with each smooth stroke she makes, they grow wetter together. The feeling is indescribable - their bodies are one, and it feels as though nothing can keep them apart.

Your sister watches intently as their mother takes you deeper into her body, biting her lip to stifle moans of pleasure. She reaches up to caress one of her mother's breasts, the nipple already hard with desire. Her movements become more frantic, mirroring your mother's thrusts, and soon enough it becomes a symphony of flesh on flesh as they both come closer and closer to the edge.

Their breath comes in ragged gasps now, and every stroke drives them further into the frenzy that has taken hold of them both. It's clear that neither of them can last much longer before they find release, and when it finally does come, it hits like a tidal wave. Your sister cries out as her body tenses in pleasure, one hand flying to cover her own mouth while the other clings desperately to your mother. And moments later, your mother lets out a throaty moan that seems to shake the very bed they're on, her hips bucking wildly as she comes undone.