Spitshine their tools.

"Okay guys, how about we start it slow, hm? It's Steve's first time after all..." Sarah offers, giving the small of your back a light push, "Why don't you show the chat what that mouth can do, Steve?"

You catch her cue and get off the bed as the two entertainers scooch closer to each other.

Layla wastes no time and calls first dibs on you by hooking her leg behind your back and pulling you closer.

"Come here Steve, I've got something juicy for you..."

She rubs the still drooling tip of her dick over your lips, and as you open your mouth to her, Sarah interjects;

"Don't be shy now Steve." She prods, pushing your head down while filming the scene with her phone.

Layla's meatpole slides effortlessly inside your throat, and you shift your mind gear to "Cock slut" once again, slurping and sucking with passion.

"My my... You sure like my big fat cock Steve. But think about poor Pinkie too..." she purrs.

You move away from her tool and on to Sarah's, resuming your pleasuring duty without missing a step.

Just like that time when she and Esme had a cumming contest, soon the two girls start to amicably bicker over who gets sucked for how long, pulling you away from the other when things start to draw out.

The chat seems to like this display, judging by how often they cheer and express thanks over donations and subscriptions.

Switching back and forth between the two horny beauties while being tugged, caressed and sometimes even gently slapped when you slow down too much soon grows overwhelming.

So you decide to speed things up a bit, stroking one while sucking the other.

"Look at him go Jasmine. I told you he's a total cock addict..."

"I bet you can't go a day without a big dick in your mouth, right Steve?"

That's...

That's actually true, even if it's not by choice,

Most of the time.

You aswer that by going even deeper on Layla's thick shaft.

"I'll take that as a yes." She giggles.

As the tension in the room builds up with each slurp and moan, the girls stand up and encircle you, hands stroking their drool covered cocks with slick sounds;

"Ready for the money shot guys?" Sarah calls out.

Soon after, they unleash load after load on your waiting face, panting and laughing in equal measure.

After that, Sarah sits back down, while Layla makes the most of her stage time by slapping her spent boner a couple times on your cum covered cheeks.

"Now that's a good slut. Get yourself cleaned and come back here Steve, the show has just begun..." She says with a wicked smile, slapping your ass as you stand up.

As you go back behind the cameras to scrape the jizz from your face with a napkin, you can't help but notice at your sister smiling absentmindedly at the whole exchange while talking to the chat.

Uhm...

Where's the crazy jealous blondie who busted my balls for getting busy with someone else, this afternoon?

The following ten minutes are spent winding down from the tag team blowjob, where the girls joke around, make up and tease the audience.

Sarah snapping her fingers calls your attention once more, "Come on over Steve, the chat wants us to rough you up a bit."

Oh joy...

You walk in the spotlight once more, and are met with longing stares by the two horny beauties in front.

"Jasmine and I need something comfier to sit on..." She continues, patting behind her.

You do as told, awkwardly shimming between the two and laying belly up.

Layla doesn't waste a second climbing on top of your chest, her swolled dick and cascading navel piercing swinging by your nose as she proceeds to smother you with her giunonic bottom.

"That's more like it... Get that sweet mouth working while you're down there, pretty boy." She commands, audibly amused.

Feeling your way around with the tip of your tongue, you find the slick alcove behind her rising giant, and thread the steps from there. Meanwhile Sarah pins your legs down with her weight, pulling your underwear down and stroking your stiff pecker with her own.

"Aww. Look how small it looks compared to mine, it's almost half and I'm not even THAT hard..." Sarah's mocking giggle arrives muffled by Layla's buttcheeks pressing tight on your face.

"It's a good thing you have such a lovely ass then, Steve. I can't see you pleasuring a girl otherwise." the taunting continues, and you feel her shuffling back, rising your legs up in the air and on her shoulders while prodding your hole with a couple fingers.

"I think that's enough warm up pretty boy. Now the real fun begins..." Layla interjects, sliding away and rubbing the now fully erect beast on your face on her way out.

She plants her knees wide apart, steading herself with one hand while opening your jaw with the other, inserting the bulky head of her cock a second later and leaving it there while she looks up at Sarah.

"Ready?" She asks, trembling with excitement.

A thick cushion finds its way under the small of your back, raising your bottom just enough for Sarah to comfortably kiss your butthole with her wet tip.

"Hell yeah!" She grins, and the cocks on both ends of you burst forward at the same time, as the girls start humping their assigned orifice with passion.

It's overwhelming, like nothing you've experiencing before.

After just a short while all your tricks for surviving a close encounter with a huge phallic intruder fall short; and as you're being pummelled from both sides by angry cocks trying to meet halfway through your body, all you can do is quite literally sit there and try to take it like a champ.

Layla's going rough, burying as much as she can of her shaft down your throat and costantly trying to fit more inside with curt, forceful thrusts.

Sarah's approach isn't any gentler, building up speed by the second, jackhammering your ass with all she's got.

At one point they bend over, exchanging a passionate kiss while still ravaging your holes, almost absentmindedly.

Their gasps and moans grow louder and wilder as they approach their climax, turning what was a "simple" fuckfest into a rabid contest of sheer sexual ferocity, both wordlessly challenging the other over who can last more.

Sarah closes your poor pecker tight in her hand, using the newfound grip to better shove her length up your butt, while Layla grasps both sides of your face, almost unhinging your jaw in her personal quest to fit the entirety of her the beast in your windpipe.

Your senses overstimulated, your body begging for release.

It's hell.

But also heaven.

It's why I'm here in the first place.

And then it happens: Sarah emits a trembling cry, spraying hot semen inside you while Layla pulls out at the last possible moment, blasting cum while still halfway in, sputtering the last of her load on your chest.

As you cough and gasp for breath, the girls let out a fatigued breath climbing down from your battered body, resting with their backs to the wall and exchanging a complicit stare.

"Dang! We were so busy dicking down poor Steve that we forgot about you guys for a second. Look at all those tips!" Sarah exclaims, still short on breath.

"Mhm... Looks like you pretties really enjoyed the show, uh? Maybe we should make another collab soon, Pinkie?" Layla proposes languidly.

"Oh, I'm sure Steve can't wait for round two, isn't that right?" Sarah playfully flicks the tip of your still upright dick.

"I... whatever... sure, why not." You manage to blurt out, not caring in the slightest about stage presence.

The girls talk it out with the chat for a good five minutes, finally ending the stream.

"Woosh. Good job everyone, that was good. Real good." Sarah says nonchalantly, patting your thigh.

As you slowly get up, Layla hunches over, retrieving her glasses; "Nngh, so nice to see again..."

They stand up and groggily change back in their normal clothes, chatting about what just transpired.

As you get seated with a groan, you are met by Layla's lovely butt as she's bent over tying her sandals.

"Gods, how I envy you Sarah. Having someone like Liam here around the house all the time..."

"We should definetly do it again real soon. And judging by how my brother is looking at your butt right now, I doubt he'll need much convincing."

She looks back at you with a smile. "I hope that I wasn't too rough for you. I... I have to admit I got carried away a little."

"That was... unexpected, but don't worry about it. How much scratch did we make, anyway?" You shift your focus to your step-sister, who's changing back into her pajamas.

"Uhm... Something in the ballpark of..." She checks her phone, "Two fifty and change."

"Not bad, for an hour or so of work. Split that in three and it comes to a-"

"That's already the split, dummy." Sarah grins satisfied.

Wow.

Now that's an incentive...

"Are you serious?"

"Yep. Is that enough reason to make you a regular in my show?" She asks, beaming a winning smile.

"That's a lotta-" You stand up too, inadvertedly bumping your crotch against against Layla's butt sticking out.

"-Oops. Ehm, sorry." You stutter, eliciting a soft laugh from her.

"I think we're way past that kind of embarassment Liam, don't you think?" She purrs amused, adjusting the still swollen encumbrance between her legs.

"Yeah... I'll... I think I'll take a quick shower now." You say, flustered, thinking of the first thing that could take you out of this room before the girls suggest an aftershow.

"Whatever bro. If you need to crank one out, you can do it right here you know?" Sarah teases you while you retreat out of the room.

The hot water falling on your head instantly relaxes you, and you come out of it barely sore from the recent dicking you received.

When you exit the bathroom the girls are chatting at the table, over a couple glasses of cheap white wine, now almost empty.

"Hey Liam, do you mind keeping company to Layla on her way home? It's pretty late for a girl to have a lone walk." Sarah asks.

"Don't worry about it Sarah. I told you that's not an issue." She waves your sister concerns away.

"Ah, don't even mention it. Just let me put on something warmer." You say confidently.

"Alright, if you insist... thanks again for the night Sarah, this was really fun." She yields, downing the rest of her drink while you get your coat.

Once you're out and walking in the calm, chilly night, Layla grows nervous, fidgeting with her keyes once you're at the entrance of her building.

"Sorry again if I was a bit... selfish, earlier. It's been quite some time since the last."

"Nah, don't worry about it. You girls get all worked up when things get sweaty, I know that."

"So... did you like it? I wasn't too big for you?" She asks, perking up.

Now is your turn to get nervous; "Uhm... yeah, positive. I've had it rougher before, but that's how I like it." You admit.

"I can be gentle though, for real." She continues. "Maybe you can... make an exception for me next time? I'll return the favor, promise." She pleas.

A what now?

"I don't... an exception to what, exactly?" You ask,

Layla looks at you, perplexed; "To your rule. Sarah told me you don't want anyone but her to go in... the backdoor, so to speak."

Aaah... Of course she would say something like that.

The notion that your step-sister would lie and put boundaries on your stead makes your blood boil, for reasons you can't quite grasp at the moment.

"That's bullshit. I... Uhg, fuck." You clench your fist, white knuckled.

"Ok, ok... I'm sorry for even asking, If you don't want to that's fine, I just-" Layla quickly apologizes, waving he hands in front of her

"What? No, it's not like that." You put your hands over hers, and she quivers for a moment.

You know what? I think I'm not done for the night just yet...