Bigger dreams

Ed moved through panic quickly. Giving himself a quick wash with a damp cloth, bringing another out for Sam. Who was still asleep just he left her, face eating fabric and her ass high.

“Hey Sam?”, he whispered quietly as he neared. Seeing no change, he went to move her to something likely more comfortable.

Tenderly he moved her to her back, slowly rolling her eyes awake. Her face smiles, saying in a sleepy, “Hey Ed.” Seeing him closer, perched over her, she continued “...You’re cute.”

Ed could help but blush at the drunk-like Sam. Sliding the cloth into her hand, a slight shock at th feeling before he spoke, “Just a damp cloth for, uh-”

Sam just laughed nodding, “Thanks, Ed.”

Wrapping her up in the dry blankets he found near. Sam looked over dreamily as they were swaddled, “You are too good for me and… soo… pretty…” trailing off, as eyes slowly closed. A long sigh, Sam snuggled happily into their nap.

One problem down. More coming…so I need clothes.

Clearing the stairs quickly, sliding into his room.

Simple. Something simple. He thought, looking through the wardrobe.

Sweats and Tee, it is! Finding some new boxer briefs, then sweatpants which weren’t as roomie as he remembered. Then came the t-shirt, it was tight, needing him to pull it down his chest. Looking at himself over, the shirt was showing the new definition much clearer now. His hands went up to explore his chest a bit more.

Interrupted by the buzz of another message. He rushed over to open and read it.

We are heeerrre

He looked up to the nearby window where he could hear the faint voices approaching. Three distinct car doors closing though. Hurrying down the stairs heading to the door.

They’d barely rapt a single knuckle and he eagerly opened the door.

There was Anya, her long black hair and her faux-designer shades. She was a knockout, normally like 5’9 but was pushing 6’ with heels. Showing off her long athletic legs and only further accentuated hips and butt. She was wearing a tight little cocktail dress that hugged her toned stomach. Her perfect handful bust was at least a C, proudly stuffed into the dress giving her some serious cleavage. She was looking at him like a predator, their prey. Giving a quick smirk of approval before letting themselves in.

Being them, not his Sister, but the legendary local twins! ‘The twins’ Ashley and Kaylie Pearson, or Ashkay. They were both the model cheerleader look; little, blonde and large…personalities. They both were matched in short skirts and some tank tops. The DD mammaries, each pendulumed in front of them walking up, easily caught Ed’s attention. Both giving a warm smile and wave, almost in time.

They both glided by him, while his jaw was slack.

He was dreaming. Had to be.

He turned back to see the generous ass of the twins short skirt flowing up the stairs. Anya’s head peered down from the top of the stairs.

“If you are done ogling, come on up.”, giving a knowing smile, completely missed by Ed. Having heard her and followed after the twins.

They each looked back over their shoulders with a side glance before returning with a giggle.

As he was near the top of the stairs, he saw Anya was holding his door open for the twins?

A jostling from a bit of excitement, he scowls down.

Maybe sweatpants were a bad idea.

Trying vainly to push it back. Looking back to see the laser-like gaze on Anya, nibbling her lip. She turned and disappeared into his room.

He rushed the difference, pausing for a brief breath before opening the door. Door swung open to see the twins were sitting on his bed, though a good few feet apart. Anya was purposefully pointing her rump to him as she took off her heels. Finishing with a flourish and spin to him. He was just taking in the sight.

She chuckled at his bewilderment, “Take a seat, Ed.”

He nodded, looking now at the twins. Who each, gave a short wiggle for more room between them. He took the cue and sat between them. Each purred sliding closer, their sweater puppies now being squeezed against his sides. Anya stood there in front of him as he got settled in.

“Ed, I’ve been talking with Ashkay about that kiss we had years ago. And I can’t stop thinking about it. I know it was mean back then…so we are here to make it up.”

“Yeah!” Ashley confirmed.

“Yeah, we feel so awful about it!” Kaylie echoed.

“And it seems, we are doing just fine.”, her eyes pointed direct you to the erection stirring further down. She fell upon him when she lost his attention.

Like reliving a memory, her hands wrapped up his face and quickly locked in on a kiss. But they didn’t part. Her tongue deftly began to dance in his mouth. Her breath was already quickening.

The twins were also on a mission, only realizing he was being triple teamed far too late. Grabbing at the hem of his shirt, they help to remove the shirt.

Anya growls needily as she has to pull away as the shirt was thrown over his head and flung away.

Anya’s hips swayed pleasantly, as they quietly commented, “It’s better than I remember.”

The shirt flung away the twins hands began to explore him on either side, only pushing their tenting tank top further into him. They began kissing and licking at his skin, seemingly pleased enough.

Anya dove on him again, locking them into their tongue twisting. She felt the warmth building in her quickly, her breath was coming hot and fast.

“You didn’t say he was huge!”

“Jesus he’s part horse!”

The twins had snaked out his rigid arousal, standing proudly. The twins each idly had a hand pumping at his base, cooing as they stroked.

Anya’s eyes went wide and soon did her mouth, falling like a stone on his member. Her hot wet mouth enveloping his head and slowly working him deeper. Feeling her back throat soon enough, working him up and down.

Twin now moved in for his face, as Anya had moved lower. Kissing his chin, suckling his ear each taking turns for their tongue to do backflips with his.

Anya was the first to reach climax, shaking her to the core. The shaking hole his rod was buried in was the final straw, emptying his load of seed into her wanting stomach. She pulled away as she fell into the euphoric bliss shaking her.

His moans into the twins causing their shiver, already riding high. In a brief moment of clarity, his arms crossed passing into their squirming legs. His finger sliding into their each flooded panties, finding their excited pearls. His rough finger encircled and they continued to kiss and pump.

Soon enough the heavy petting had everyone on their backs from him. His still sticky tool twitched as he took sight of his room.

Anya, the cold, confident dick slayer was in a panting heap at his feet. And the twins, he could feel each of them still trembling on the bed. Even porn he’d watched was never this good.

…or easy.