Even after Lys's low growl of a warning, the girls didn't stop. If anything, his rough voice only made them bolder.
Sara's eyes sparkled with excitement. She kept slowly stroking his throbbing cock, her soft hand sliding up and down the slick shaft. "Why? Don't you like this, Lys?" she asked sweetly, tilting her head. "If you don't like it… Then why is your cock so hard and leaking like this?" She squeezed the base gently, making another thick drop of pre-cum spill over her fingers. "Look at it… It's twitching so much for us."
Lys stayed silent. His jaw was clenched tight, chest rising and falling fast. He didn't trust his voice right now to say anything to them.
Sara smiled bigger. "See? He can't even answer. That means he loves it." She looked at Mira. "Come on, Mira. You wanted him first, right? Go ahead. Put him inside you. I'll help."
Mira's face turned deep red. She was still shy, still a little disgusted by how bold Sara was being, but her own body was betraying her. Her nightdress got completely drenched with her own juices from between her legs, and her pussy felt hot and empty, aching for something. She bit her lip hard, looking at Lys's huge, wet and shiny cock standing straight up.
"I… I don't know…" she whispered, voice small. "It looks too big… it's going to hurt…" Now that the possibility of doing it had come, she was getting cold feet.
Sara gently took Mira's hand and pulled her closer. "It will at first, but that's okay. I'll be right here. Straddle him, sweetie. Just like this."
Mira climbed over Lys on shaky knees, her thin nightdress riding up to her waist. She hovered above his cock, the hot, wet tip of it brushing against her slippery folds. She gasped at the tingling touch.
Sara reached down and held Lys's cock steady for her. "Go slowly. Lower yourself a little… yes, just like that."
Mira lowered herself. The thick head pushed against her tight entrance and started to stretch her open. She whimpered loudly, eyes squeezing shut. "Ahh… it's too big… it hurts…It hurts…"
"Shh, you're doing so good," Sara encouraged softly, rubbing Mira's back with one hand while still holding Lys's cock with the other. "Keep going. Keep going..Just a little more. You're so wet, it'll slide in easier."
Lys groaned, his hands gripping Mira's thighs. "Sara… stop encouraging her so much. Can't you see she's in pain?"
Sara looked at him with a soft smile. "All girls feel pain the first time, Lys. But we still keep going… because we love you. Don't you see her face? She wants this so bad."
Lys looked up at Mira. Her eyes were watery, her lips trembling, but she kept lowering herself, inch by inch, slowly. Her tight walls squeezed around him like a hot, silky fist. She was so small inside, so incredibly tight, that he could feel every tiny flutter and pulse of her pussy as it tried to take him inside.
Mira's breath came in short gasps. "Nngh… so full… I feel so full already…" Half of his cock was inside her now. Her juices were dripping down his shaft, making wet sounds every time she moved. She kept trying, pushing down a little more, her small hands on his chest for support.
Finally, with one last shaky push, she took all of him. Her ass settled against his hips. A broken moan escaped her throat. "Ahhh… he's… all the way inside me…"
She collapsed forward onto his chest, breathing hard, her perky breasts squishing against him. Her whole body was trembling. Lys could feel her pussy clenching and fluttering wildly around his cock, like it was trying to milk him already.
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Mira lay down on top of Lys for a while, catching her breath.
Sara smiled proudly. Then she moved behind Mira, kneeling between Lys's legs. Her hands grabbed Mira's soft, round ass cheeks, spreading them a little. "Good girl, Mira. You did it."
Before Mira could answer, Sara started slowly lifting Mira's hips up, then pulling her back down. Up and down. Making her ride Lys's cock even though Mira was still shaking.
Mira's eyes flew open. "S-Sara! Stop! Ahh, it feels weird! Ahh…" Her voice almost became a scream, but Sara didn't stop. She kept moving Mira's ass in a slow, steady rhythm, forcing Lys's thick cock to slide in and out of her tight pussy.
Wet, sloppy sounds filled the small room, schlick… schlick… schlick, every time Mira's pussy swallowed him.
But after a few more strokes, Mira's cries started changing. The pain was turning into something else. Her whimpers became soft, needy moans. Her hips started moving on their own, just a little at first, then more.
"Oh… oh..my..go…ds…" Mira breathed, voice turning breathy and shaky as she was shaking on top of her own brother. "It… it feels good now… so deep…"
Sara grinned and squeezed Mira's ass tighter, helping her bounce a little faster. "See? I told you. Just relax and feel him."
Mira's eyes were half-closed now, her face flushed with pleasure. She looked down at Lys, her shy expression melting into pure want. She leaned forward and kissed him hard, her tongue sliding into his mouth desperately.
Her hips kept moving, riding him faster, her tight, wet pussy squeezing his cock with every bounce. She moaned into the kiss, her small body rocking on top of him, completely lost in the feeling.
Lys's hands finally moved to her waist, gripping her tight. His patience was completely gone now.
His strong hands tightened on Mira's small waist, fingers digging into her soft skin. Without a word, he pulled her down hard onto his cock at the same time he thrust his hips up. The thick length slammed deep inside her tight pussy in one powerful stroke.
"Ahhh…!" Mira cried out, her eyes flying wide open. Her whole body jolted on top of him, her perky breasts bouncing hard. "Lys…its too deeppp….! Oh god, you're so rough… nngh!"
But Lys didn't slow down. He started fucking her properly now, with slow, deep, powerful thrusts that made wet, filthy slapping sounds every time her ass met his hips. Schlap… schlap… schlap. Each stroke stretched her tiny pussy wide open, his thick cock dragging against her walls and hitting that spot deep inside her that made her toes curl.
Mira's moans turned loud and broken. "Ahh… ahh… brother… it feels… so good now… don't stop… please don't stop…"
While he kept pounding up into his own sister, Lys turned his head to the side. His eyes locked on Sara. She was still kneeling beside them, watching with hungry eyes, her big breasts heaving, one hand between her own legs, rubbing her soaked pussy.
"Come here," Lys growled, voice low and commanding.
He reached out, grabbed the back of Sara's neck, and pulled her down roughly. Their lips crashed together in a hot, messy kiss. Sara moaned into his mouth instantly, her tongue sliding against his eagerly. She tasted sweet and desperate, her soft lips sucking on his as he kissed her hard.
Lys kept thrusting into Mira the whole time, never slowing down. His hips rolled up again and again, driving his cock balls-deep into his sister's dripping pussy while his tongue fucked Sara's mouth. The three of them were connected in this moment, his cock buried in Mira, while his mouth claiming Sara.
"Mmmph…" Sara whimpered into the kiss, one of her breasts pressing against his shoulder. She broke the kiss just enough to catch her breath, "Lys… you're so hot when you take charge…I want you to fuck your sister harder… make her scream…make her feel what it means to be a girl."
Hearing the dirty words coming out of her mouth made him more aggressive. The fact that he never took her for a girl to talk like that made this hotter for him.
He answered her words by kissing her again, deeper this time, biting her upper lip gently, then getting rough with it. His free hand reached over and squeezed one of Sara's heavy breasts, pinching her hard nipple between his fingers. Sara moaned loudly, her hips grinding against each other, pussy dripping onto the mattress.
On top of him, Mira was losing herself. Her tight walls clenched around his cock like a vice every time he pushed up. Her juices were running down his balls, belly and everything, making everything slippery and messy. She could feel everything: how full she was, how deep he was reaching, how his cock throbbed inside her.
"Brother… ahh… I can feel you… so big inside me…" Mira panted against his chest, her voice shaky and needy. She tried to kiss his neck but could only moan helplessly as he kept slamming up into her. "You're… kissing Sara… while you fuck me… it's so wrong… but I love it… don't stop… please…"
Lys broke the kiss with Sara for just a second, breathing hard. He looked up at Mira's flushed, pleasure-drunk face and smirked.
"You wanted me first, remember?" he said, voice rough as he gave her two especially hard thrusts. "Now you're getting all of me."
Mira's eyes rolled back a little. "Yes… yes… I'm yours… only yours… ahhh!"
Sara giggled breathlessly and leaned in again, capturing Lys's lips in another deep kiss. Her tongue danced with his while her hand slid down to rub Mira's clit in small, fast circles.
Mira squealed into Lys's chest. "Sara..! Not there… ahh, I'm gonna… I'm gonna cum!"
Lys groaned into Sara's mouth, his hips moving faster now, pounding his sister's tight pussy without mercy. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the whole room, mixed with Mira's high, desperate moans and Sara's soft, wet kisses.
He was in complete control now, fucking his shy little sister senseless while making out passionately with Sara; everything felt so intoxicating that he felt he could do this forever.
Mira's pussy started fluttering wildly around his cock. She was right on the edge, trembling, crying out with every thrust.
And Lys wasn't even close to finished with either of them.