Stay

“I... um...” I stammer and look back at Alice as she flashes me an evil grin. Combined with the softness pressing against my arm, rational thought leaves me and I can't stop thinking about all the things we could get up to. “I think I’m gonna stay...” I said at last, not able to look Zoey in the eye.

Evie turned back to Zoey, crossing her arms over her flat chest and giving the taller, bustier girl a smug look. “Looks like you’ve lost another man to me! Hmph, or boy I should say. Now run along!” She waved dismissively at Zoey, turning her gaze hungrily onto me. “We’ve got a night of fun planned...” she purred.

Zoey stood still for a few moments, looking at each of us for a few seconds, trying to find something to say but she knew she’d lost. Evie had bested both of us. Zoey groaned as she turned away and stormed off. I stayed, pinned between the two beautiful succubi with no idea what they planned to do with me but far too horny to resist any longer. I squirmed a little as they closed in from each side, letting their hands explore my body, sliding under my clothes a little.

Alice's huge boobs were still pressed into my arm. I glanced at her to see her smirking up at me. Her hand returned to the waistband of my jeans and boxers, slipping her fingers in and touching the top curve of my ass cheeks, dangerously close to my crack. With her paper-thin camisole and obvious lack of a bra, she clearly knows what her best feature is. With her free hand, she lowers one of her straps, revealing some thick, soft breastflesh just shy of a nipple. The waggle of her brunette eyebrows lets me know she's completely aware of what she's doing and I can't help but wonder if she's wearing panties under her mini skirt.

Evie was the pear-shape to Alice's top-heavy. Her hip was pressed against mine and I could tell that her ass was gloriously plush. One of her hands was unzipping my jeans, while the other was plucking at one of the buttons on my shirt.

“So, Bambi...” Alice whispered into my ear.

“Are you ready to play?” Evie finished for her. She removed her hand from my jeans, lifting one of the straps of her tank top to show her black bra strap containing her tiny little titties. Oh, mama...