Panting twins

The quick panting of the sleepily squirming Anya. Her generous chest still warmed from his seed, slowly tracing lines down her collapsed body. Her muscles lightly danced underneath her skin in chaotic bursts.

Only noticing not one, but two piercing stares. The twins, Ashley and Kaylie looked up to him and his new features, clearly have been watching. Flushed skin and needy eyes, each, looked up with progressively lustful breaths. Their hands stroking and tweaking, high and low. It was a hard sight, their shirts hiked exposed their taut stomachs, mauling at their erect nubs defying their fabric prisons. Panties had been slid down their legs in various states of disheveled, their hands furiously working their sex.

Ed’s manhood barely had bowed, before distending again. Growing warm from Anya’s dream slowly was set upon him. His face sharpened slightly as his muscle became just a bit more defined. The feeling caused him to absently begin to pump himself. He moaned out, the feeling of it all was electric.

With a newly growing confidence, "Who is next.” More a statement, than a request.

Ashley was the first to look up. Her drool glossed lips fell open as she took in the sight of him pumping over them. Her legs slowly widening, as her ministrations became more ****. His hips twitched at the sight, his rod now became almost painfully demanding.

“Hnng… you… are … soo…hot.”, she managed between ragged breaths.

Ed was soon enough up against her splayed legs, restricted by the panties clinging at her thighs. Her chest was thrust forward as she felt his hands find her thighs. A sharp bit of pressure and loud snap and her legs fell away to him. Ed grunt as the only punctuation, throwing the damp rags behind him.

She could feel him now standing between her legs now at the edge of the bed. A hand on each leg and soon they were raised high. Almost on reflex, he gave his licks a wet lick before going to test her loins, finding her more than ready. They both groaned into the feeling.

“My name is Ed, by the way.”

“Ashlea aah ahh ohhhhhhh”

He hadn’t waited, his head soon probed at her before finding purchase. Her legs flexing against him as she took in the bulbous head. Her skin was completely flush and burning. Finding his rhythm, working deeper in them. Not the size queen as Anya, it was tight for both of them.

He closed her legs, both feeling the new tightness. Groaning into the feeling, his whole back now alight as his new muscles bristled. Chiseled muscles crashed into her, the wet slapping gaining speed and ****.

His grunting impaling, forcing moans with each of her breaths, now very strained. Barely holding onto the near constant state of bliss of his tools stretching her. With a final deep thrust, he tensed in her. Surging up as his spunk soon spilled, leaking from her filled canal. A deep pent up moan as his bottomed out member continued its throbbing pump into her.

His tool soon pulled from her leaky gape. Still defiant, twitching its sticky warm mess down her legs. Letting down her legs, though she likely wouldn’t be on them for a bit. Her muscles collapsed into the erotic warm feelings trembling through her.

Ed, feeling the last bit of his climax leak out with some gentle pumping felt another hand on him. He turned to see to whom it led to. Answered before his unfocused eyes could…

“I’m Ashley.”, her breathy voice as her hand began to stroke.

There was the other twin, now completely bare. Her large chest paired against her small frame, flaring into her hips, giving that long hourglass look. Her legs swiveled, as her gaze darted between his and her hand’s work.

Turning to face her, while they both pumped. Both looking up at the other, lustful thoughts building. Kaylie biting at her lip as she felt the twitch in her hand, surging.

“Hnngh, god. Ready a-again?”, Kaylie said with shaky disbelief.

The warmth and pleasure of Ashley's dream filled him.

“Hey Kaylie,” almost groaned out the words. “I’m Ed. And yeah, I’m ready…”