As they worshipped my body—licking top to bottom, biting my nipples then soothing them with slow, wet circles—Tiffany’s phone buzzed on the side table.
"Who’s calling at this time?" she muttered, irritated, standing up naked, tits jiggling as she reached for it.
"Who is it?" I called, still guiding Brittany’s head to my nipple while she bit rough—sharp enough to make me groan. "Ahh... bad girl," I rasped, hand sliding to her throat, squeezing light. She smiled sluttily, eyes sparkling, loving the control.
"It’s Lily," Tiffany said, glancing at the screen. She knew it could be about tonight’s trip.
"Answer it," I said, voice low. "Must be important."
Brittany didn’t stop—stroking my cock slow and firm, thumb rubbing the head with perfect pressure, trying to get it fully hard again while her teeth grazed my nipple.
Tiffany answered. "Hey, Lily... what’s up?"
She listened, nodding. "Uh-huh... okay, I’ll tell him. Thanks."
She hung up, tossing the phone back on the table, and climbed onto the bed—straddling my thigh, biting my other nipple hard enough to make me hiss.
"What is it?" I asked, hand tangling in her hair as Brittany kept working my dick, making it throb back to life.
"Lily said we need to leave for the train station by 11 p.m.—overnight train, about nine or ten hours to the beach house."
I glanced at the wall clock—it was just 11:30 a.m.
"We have a lot of time," I said, grinning, pulling them both closer.
"Oh, and she told me to let you know if I saw you—she was trying your phone, but you weren’t picking up. She’s coming over later to tell you personally anyway."
Lily coming to my apartment.
I thought about it for a second—I should probably be there when she showed up. It had been too long since I’d spent real time with her, buried deep, making her forget everything but my name. But these two—mother and daughter tangled naked with me, bodies still trembling from what we’d done—were way better together right now.
The temptation won easy. I could have fun with Lily at the beach anyway; the trip was long.
I lost to it completely.
They continued licking me—biting my nipples, hands stroking my cock slow and teasing—making me harder again, body responding even after everything.
But then the phone rang again.
"Who is it now? Ugh," Tiffany groaned, completely irritated, reaching for it. She saw the name and relaxed a little, answering quick.
"Yes, ma’am..."
"I’m fine..."
"Does she really need to...? By today?" She shot a look at Brittany.
"I’ll make sure she submits it." She hung up.
Brittany was still focused on my dick—stroking lazy, like she couldn’t stop.
"Brittany," Tiffany said, hands on her naked hips, trying to look stern. "You had to submit the science project today. Did you know?"
"Wait—it’s today?" Brittany stopped, eyes wide. "I completely forgot!"
"It was your classroom teacher," Tiffany said, sighing. "She said if you don’t submit by today, you’ll get an F."
"Mom, I swear I finished it, I just forgot the deadline," Brittany said, looking genuinely concerned now, hand leaving my cock.
"Of course you forgot," Tiffany muttered, glancing at Brittany’s hand still near my thigh. "You’ve had other things on your mind."
A moment ago, mother and daughter were lost in lust—moaning into each other’s mouths, bodies fused. Now they snapped back to mom-and-daughter mode like a switch flipped.
"Get dressed," Tiffany said firm. "We’re going to your school quick and dropping it off."
Brittany stood fast, nodding, already hunting for clothes.
"Alex," Tiffany said, finding her shirt. "We’ll go to her school real quick. If we don’t do it today, we can’t—with the trip tonight."
"Yeah, it’s okay," I said, relaxing back on the bed, watching them scramble naked for clothes.
They didn’t ask me to leave—couldn’t. I was like a lord to them now, sprawled naked while they dressed hurried around me.
They found the project folder, threw on simple clothes—no bras, quick and casual—and headed out, door clicking shut behind them.
Damn. I thought we were going for another round, but anyway—I was happy, grinning at the ceiling.
I figured I should head back to my apartment—Lily might show up soon.
Now that I was alone, I figured I might as well pack for the weekend. I had to do it anyway.
I got up, pulled on my shorts and shirt, and headed back to my apartment, the door clicking shut behind me.
My phone was still there. I’d kind of lost the habit of carrying it everywhere—these days I only grabbed it when I was actually leaving the building.
There were some notifications and messages, one of them was from Judy.
Judy: "Hey Alex, why are you ignoring me?"
I stared at it for a second. I still hadn’t replied to her earlier messages... or the risky picture she’d sent, I thought I should reply to her, it wasn’t good to leave someone hanging like that.
And she was really sexy that night, the way I fucked her in the ass, her attitude breaking and lustful face when I broke her.
Damn, thinking about her made me want to fuck her in the ass again, more harder this time.
I replied to her: "Hey Judy, I’ve been really busy, and tonight I’m heading out on a trip with people from my building. I won’t be available all weekend."
Her reply came fast: "Alex, I really miss you".
Damn, this MILF was really starving for my cock. She replied instantly—probably waiting for my message all day. But who was I to blame her?
She messaged again: "Can we meet today, Alex?"
I thought about it for a second—but then there was a knock on my door.
I stood up and walked to the door.
Opened it.
And there she was—Autumn, standing in the hallway looking like pure temptation.
Damn.
A pink cropped vest clung to her big boobs, low-cut and damp with sweat, cleavage spilling out like it was trying to escape. Matching tights hugged her thick legs and that round ass perfectly—every curve on display, fabric shiny from her workout.
She had a shaker in one hand, and sweat glistened on her skin like she’d just come straight from the gym.
My eyes couldn’t look away. Damn, she was irresistible.
"Hey, Alex," she said, smiling slow, eyes dropping to my chest for a second. "You busy?"