The timer on Sophia's phone was already running.
One hour. Sixty minutes. No mercy.
We were back in my bedroom, door locked, lights low. The renovation crew had finished early and left for the weekend, but the house still hummed with leftover risk. Sophia had shoved the bottom bunk against the wall to give us floor space. She and Mia knelt naked on either side of me, eyes locked like fighters in a ring.
"Rules are simple," Sophia said, voice calm but dripping heat. She stroked my rock-hard cock with one slow hand while Mia cupped my swollen balls. "Whoever makes Alex cum the most times in the next hour wins. After the first thirty seconds, no hands on his cock—only mouths, pussies, and tongues. Loser wears the winner's cum-soaked panties to college all day tomorrow. No changing. No washing."
Mia's bratty grin was vicious. "Deal. And I'm winning, Mom. I'm gonna drain him dry before you even get him inside you."
Sophia hit start on the timer. "Go."
They attacked.
Mia dove first—mouth wide, throat open, swallowing me to the root in one aggressive glide. She bobbed fast and sloppy, gagging loudly on purpose, spit running down my shaft while Sophia licked and sucked my balls. The wet, filthy sounds filled the room instantly.
"Twenty seconds," Sophia purred. "Feel that, princess? He's already throbbing."
Mia popped off with a gasp, spun around, and slammed her tight pussy down on me reverse-cowgirl. She rode like a demon, ass clapping loud against my thighs. "Cum number one is mine," she panted, grinding her clit hard. "I'm tighter. I'm wetter. I'm gonna—"
Sophia cut her off by climbing onto my face, smothering me with her dripping pussy. "Ride him, baby girl. Mommy's keeping him hard for round two."
I couldn't see anything except Sophia's thick thighs and soaked folds grinding on my tongue. Her sweet-musk taste flooded my mouth while Mia bounced on my cock like she was trying to break me. The double sensation was insane. I lasted maybe three minutes before I exploded inside Mia—thick ropes pumping deep while she moaned in triumph.
"One for me," Mia gasped, still riding through the pulses, milking every drop. She slid off and straddled my face next to Sophia, forcing me to taste my own cum leaking out of her. "Clean me up, little bro. Proof I won round one."
Sophia didn't waste time. She mounted me cowgirl, sinking down until her ass rested on my thighs. Her experienced pussy felt like velvet heat—squeezing, rippling, controlling every inch. She rode slow and deep, rolling her hips perfectly while Mia sucked on her tits and trash-talked.
"Look at him, Mom. He's already twitching again. But I bet I can make him cum faster next round."
They switched positions every few minutes—Sophia riding my cock while Mia sat on my face, then Mia bouncing while Sophia deepthroated me between strokes, then both of them grinding their soaked pussies along my shaft without letting me inside until I was begging.
Second load: Sophia—harder than the first—while Mia held my balls and whispered filthy encouragement. Sophia smiled down at me, belly full of my cum, and kissed Mia like they were sharing a trophy.
"Two for Mommy."
Mia's eyes flashed with pure rage. She shoved Sophia off, climbed on, and rode me like a demon—fast, brutal, ass bouncing so hard the floor creaked. Sophia fingered Mia's ass and licked my balls at the same time, pushing me straight into number three. I flooded Mia's pussy again, so much it squirted out around my cock and soaked the carpet.
The hour blurred into heat, sweat, and war.
Fourth load: Sophia's throat while Mia rode my face and bragged about how much better her pussy felt. Fifth load: Mia bent over the bottom bunk, Sophia holding her hair and coaching her to "squeeze harder, princess." Sixth load: Both of them at once—Sophia riding my cock, Mia grinding on my face, their tongues dueling over the head of my cock when they switched.
By the time the timer hit 60:00 I was shaking, cock raw, balls empty but still twitching. Six loads total. Three for Mia. Three for Sophia.
A perfect tie.
Cum dripped everywhere—down Mia's thighs, across Sophia's tits, pooled on the floor. The entire room reeked of sex and victory.
Sophia checked the timer, then looked at both of us with that calm, filthy smile. "Tie. For now. Tomorrow night we break it on the bunk beds. All three of us at once. Mommy on the top bunk riding Alex's face. Mia on the bottom bunk riding his cock. The whole frame is going to shake so hard the crew will think it's an earthquake when they come back Monday."
Mia licked a thick glob of my cum off Sophia's nipple and smirked. "You're on, Mom. But when I win, you're wearing my creampie panties to your book club meeting."
Sophia kissed her stepdaughter slow and deep, sharing the taste of me, then kissed me the same way.
"Mommy can't wait."
The rivalry was no longer a game. It was war. And the bunk beds were about to become ground zero.