The morning sun filtered through the heavy curtains of the master bedroom, casting golden streaks across the tangled sheets. My body felt heavy, spent, yet buzzing with residual heat from last night. Sophia and Ava lay on either side of me, their naked forms pressed close—Sophia's full, curvaceous body draped over my chest, her natural tits soft and warm against my skin, nipples still faintly hard from the cool air. Ava's slim, pale leg was thrown over mine, her freckled cheek resting on my shoulder, wavy red hair splayed out like fire across the pillows.
The scent in the room was intoxicating: a heady mix of sweat, sex, and their individual perfumes—Sophia's mature, musky vanilla clinging to her skin, Ava's lighter, fruity sweetness mingling with the sharp tang of dried cum on their thighs and chins. My cock twitched at the memory, already half-hard again despite the multiple rounds we'd gone through. Fuck, how many times had I cum? Into their mouths, deep inside their pussies... it all blurred into a haze of slick heat, moans, and forbidden ecstasy.
Sophia stirred first, her blue eyes fluttering open. She smiled lazily, tracing a manicured nail down my abs, lower, until her fingers brushed my thickening shaft. "Mmm, good morning, sweetie," she purred, voice husky from all the screaming last night. Her hand wrapped around me fully, stroking slow and teasing, the friction sending sparks up my spine. Pre-cum beaded at the tip almost immediately, slicking her palm.
Ava whimpered softly in her sleep, shifting closer. Her small tits pressed against my arm, the cute little buds of her nipples dragging across my skin. She woke moments later, those teasing blue eyes locking on Sophia's handiwork. "Already hard again, stepbro?" she giggled, voice breathy and slutty, leaning down to plant a wet kiss on my neck. Her tongue flicked out, tasting the salt of my skin, while her hand joined Sophia's—two sets of fingers pumping me in unison, soft and firm, building that aching pressure.
"Can't help it," I groaned, hips bucking involuntarily. "You two are fucking addictive."
Sophia chuckled, low and throaty, sitting up to straddle my thigh. Her trimmed pussy ground against me slowly, leaving a wet trail on my skin—I could feel her heat, the slick folds parting as she humped lazily. "That's the point, Ethan. We need to make sure you're confident. No more rumors." She leaned over, full tits swaying, and captured Ava's lips in a deep, messy kiss right above my cock. Their tongues danced visibly, saliva stringing between them, moans vibrating through the air.
Ava broke the kiss, eyes glazed with lust. "Teach us more, Mom. I want to feel him cum inside me again... fill me up like a good girl."
The words hit me like a punch—breeding talk already, her voice dripping with need. Sophia's eyes darkened with approval. "Of course, baby. Ethan, start with her mouth. Show her how you like it now that you've learned."
They slid down the bed together, barefoot steps silent on the plush carpet. Ava knelt between my legs first, her pale ass up in the air, thong from last night still tangled around one ankle. She licked her lips—swollen and red from last night's abuse—before diving in. Her mouth was hot, wet heaven: tongue swirling around the head, sucking greedily while her small hand fondled my balls, rolling them gently, then not-so-gently.
Sophia watched, masturbating slowly—fingers circling her clit, dipping into her outie pussy with slick sounds that filled the room. "Good girl, Ava. Take him deeper. Gag on your stepbrother's cock like the little slut you are."
Ava moaned around me, the vibration shooting straight to my core. She deepthroated effortlessly now, nose pressing against my pelvis, throat constricting as she swallowed around my length. Tears welled in her freckled eyes, but she didn't stop—bobbing faster, saliva dripping down my shaft, pooling on my balls.
I couldn't resist. Hands tangling in her wavy red hair, I guided her, fucking her face gently at first, then harder. "Fuck, yes... just like that. You're such a perfect cocksucker, stepsis."
Sophia joined in, pushing Ava aside playfully to take her turn. Her MILF mouth was different—experienced, relentless. She sucked with vacuum pressure, humming as she licked the underside, then popped off to lap at my balls, sucking one into her mouth while stroking me furiously. Ava didn't idle; she nuzzled in beside her, tongue darting out to lick wherever Sophia wasn't—dual assault again, tongues battling over my cock, kissing sloppily with me in the middle.
The overload had me throbbing, close already. "Shit... gonna cum..."
"Cum in her mouth first," Sophia commanded, holding Ava's head down. I exploded, ropes of thick cum flooding Ava's throat. She swallowed most, but some dribbled out, which Sophia licked clean hungrily, sharing it back in a cum-swapping kiss that made my spent cock twitch back to life.
Not done yet. Sophia pulled out the strap-on again, but this time, she handed it to me. "Your turn to teach, Ethan. Fuck your stepsister while I watch... then me."
Ava bent over the edge of the bed eagerly, doggystyle—pale ass cheeks spread, trimmed pussy glistening, pink and ready. I slid in raw, no hesitation, her tight walls gripping me like a vice. The heat was scorching, slick juices coating me as I thrust deep. She screamed into the pillows, small ass jiggling with each pound.
"Harder, stepbro! Fuck me like you own me!" Ava begged, pushing back.
I did—hair-pulling, spanking her cute little butt until it reddened, angling to hit her G-spot just like Sophia showed. She came fast, squirting around my cock, body convulsing, overstimulation making her whimper and beg for more.
Sophia fingered herself the whole time, praising us. "Look at you two... such a supportive family. Now switch."
I pulled out, slick with Ava's cum, and plunged into Sophia missionary on the bed. Her legs wrapped around me, heels digging into my back as I railed her deep. Her natural tits bounced wildly, nipples hard peaks I sucked and bit. "Fill me up, sweetie... breed your stepmom's pussy."
The dirty talk pushed me over—Ava joining to rub Sophia's clit, fondling her tits. Sophia came hard, milking me until I unloaded inside her, hot spurts painting her walls.
We collapsed again, but Ava's hand was already stroking me. "Bathroom next? I want to ride you in the shower..."
The day was young. These "lessons" were far from over.