My Little Stepsister is Addicted to Gacha Games-147 – Ayane X Mafuyu (R18)
"Tchh, don't corrupt her with your bad influence, Ayane." Makoto's voice came out low and amused.
Instead of pulling her away, he gently pushed Ayane from behind. The deliberate shove toppled her forward, landing her in a soft pile that was Mafuyu.
The push caught Ayane off guard. Her triumphant grin morphed into a startled "Oof!" as she went down. The sudden skin-on-skin contact sent a jolt through both of them. Mafuyu let out a high-pitched squeak, her body tensing as Ayane's naked weight settled on top of her.
"You still haven't had your turn tonight, right? Show Mafuyu how you beg." Makoto said as he started rubbing Ayane's ass.
Ayane recovered and pushed herself up on her elbows, a predatory grin spreading across her face. She was straddling Mafuyu now, her gaze locked on him. "Oh," she purred. "So that's how we're playing it now, is it? You want me to beg?"
She didn't move off Mafuyu. She leaned forward, her hair falling around Mafuyu's face, her breasts brushing against Mafuyu's arm. Her eyes never left his.
"Please," she whispered. The word came out raw as she lowered her voice. "I've been a very bad girl. I've been waiting all night for you to punish me, Makoto." She shifted her hips, a deliberate grinding motion against Mafuyu, who let out another strangled gasp.
"Stop grinding on Mafuyu-nee, you damn lesbian!" Yuna snarled, but she was watching with a possessive glint in her eyes. This was a show, and she was enjoying it.
Ayane ignored them. Her world had narrowed to Makoto. "Please, master," she breathed. "You can show me what you do to girls who wait their turn."
Makoto's cock slid between their cunts, teasing. "Not yet," he said. Another jolt ran through Ayane as the slick head pressed against her clit, nestled between her and Mafuyu's wet folds. "Ooh," she breathed. Her whole body seemed to melt, her hips pressing down, trapping his cock between them.
"Rub your breasts against Mafuyu-nee's. Let's see whose are bigger." Makoto commanded. Following him, Ayane looked down at Mafuyu, who was staring up with wide, curious eyes. A slow grin spread across Ayane's face. "You heard the man, sister," she purred. "It's time for a little comparison."
Ayane pushed herself up slightly, then lowered her chest, pressing her breasts against Mafuyu's. A soft, wet squish followed by hitched gasps. Ayane began to rub in slow circles, her nipples hardening against Mafuyu's.
"Hmm," she said thoughtfully. "Yours are definitely bigger and softer. Like perfect, giant mochi." She ground her hips down again. "But mine are perkier, the perfect handful. I'm sure he prefers using mine as his stress balls."
Mafuyu just lay there, her face crimson, her eyes squeezed shut, her breath coming in short gasps. She was overwhelmed.
Yuna barked from the side, her voice thick with arousal. "For the record, Makoto said mine are the best! They're perfectly balanced!" Mika smiles calmly, though her eyes are fixed on where Makoto's cock presses between the two women. "Though, from this angle, Mafuyu-san's boobs seem to be bigger indeed."
Makoto pulled his cock back and slowly entered Mafuyu's cunt first, grinding his hips against them both. A high whimper tore from Mafuyu's throat as he slid into her. Her eyes flew open, wide with shock and excitement. She was so wet and hot.
Ayane, still straddling her, let out a low groan as his shaft slid between her labia, pressing hard against her clit. "Oh, fuck," she breathed. "Oh, god, yes."
Makoto began to move, slow and gentle at first. Each shallow thrust sent sensation rippling through both of them. He could feel the soft walls of Mafuyu's pussy, the tight grip of her inner muscles. And at the same time, he could feel the slick skin of Ayane's labia, the hard pressure of her clit against his shaft.
The two women were now one organism. Their breaths had synced into short, shallow gasps. Their bodies were tangled together. And in the middle of it all, a single point of contact.
"Oh, almost forgotten about you," he giggled, gripping Ayane's ass. He pulled his cock out and entered her cunt. "It seems like Mafuyu is tighter than you, Ayane."
A sharp cry tore from Ayane's throat as he plunged into her. It was indeed different from Mafuyu. Where Mafuyu was a tight, shy embrace, Ayane was hot and welcoming. She wasn't tighter or looser, just different. Her inner walls pulsed and gripped him with confident hunger. The taunt hit its mark, making Ayane's whole body tense.
"Oh, you fucking bastard," she growled. She leaned down, her lips brushing against Mafuyu's ear, her breasts crushing against Mafuyu's chest again. "We'll see about that."
And then, she began to move, fucking herself back into his cock. She used every muscle, her hips a whirlwind of motion, her inner walls clenching and unclenching around him. She was trying to fuck the comparison right out of his head.
Mafuyu, trapped beneath this storm of lust, let out a small whimper. The friction of Ayane's body, combined with the ghost of his presence inside her, was torture. Ayane just growled and slammed her hips back harder.
Makoto groaned as he switched his cock between them. "Hmm, it feels so good. I wonder where I should cum, Mafuyu, Ayane?"
Ayane growled and slammed her hips back harder. "Me," she panted. "You're cumming inside me. You started this, and you're going to fucking finish it."
Mafuyu was silent. She just stared at him, her eyes wide, shining with shock and excitement and a single tear. She didn't beg or plead. She didn't even seem to be breathing. Her face shows a deep, overwhelming want that was more powerful than any words.
And then, as if from a distance, he heard a voice. "You should choose Mafuyu-san," Mika said calmly.
"Fuck that!" Yuna snarled. "He's not cumming in anyone but me!"
Makoto shot his first thick load into Mafuyu's cunt. A high whimper tore from her throat as the first hot pulse of his seed flooded her. Her eyes rolled back, her entire body going rigid in a silent, shattering orgasm.
He pulled out, his cock slick and glistening with cum and pussy juice. Then he plunged into Ayane. A sharp cry tore from her throat as he entered her and immediately filled her. "Oh, fuck," she breathed. "Oh, god, yes."
The two of them collapsed. Mafuyu was a boneless, trembling wreck. Ayane was panting, sweating, satisfied. Yuna just let out a long, low groan. "Cheater," she muttered, but there was no heat in it. "You were not supposed to cum inside them both."
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147 – Ayane X Mafuyu (R18)
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