cross-posted from: https://lemmynsfw.com/post/18194610

I had always thought that Emma was out of my league. She was the epitome of grace, with a smile that could light up a room and eyes that sparkled like the ocean on a calm day. But despite my best efforts, she had made it clear that we were just friends. It was her younger sister, Lily, who had different ideas. Lily was more than willing to fill the void that Emma’s rejection had left in me, and I wasn’t about to turn her down.

The night started innocently enough. A small gathering at my place, just a few friends hanging out and watching movies. Emma had come along, but it was Lily who caught my eye. She had dressed up for the occasion, wearing a tight black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. Her lips were painted a deep red, and her eyes were filled with a mixture of mischief and something else I couldn’t quite place.

As the evening wore on, the group thinned out until it was just the three of us. Emma excused herself to the bathroom, leaving Lily and me alone on the couch. She moved closer to me, her leg brushing against mine as she leaned in.

“You know,” she whispered, her breath hot against my ear, “she’ll never see you the way you want her to.”

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest. “What do you mean?”

Lily smiled, a sly curve of her lips that sent a shiver down my spine. “She’s too focused on herself, on her career, on everything but you. But I see you, Jake. I see how much you want her, and it makes me wonder what it would be like to be wanted like that.”

Before I could respond, she kissed me. Her lips were soft and insistent, her tongue probing mine with a hunger that matched my own. My hands found their way to her waist, pulling her closer as I lost myself in the feel of her body pressed against mine.

When Emma returned from the bathroom, she stopped short, her eyes widening as she took in the sight of us tangled together on the couch.

“What the hell is going on here?” Her voice was sharp, cutting through the haze of lust that had clouded my mind.

Lily pulled back slightly, but didn’t break the kiss. Instead, she looked over at her sister with a wicked grin. “What does it look like, Em? We’re having a little fun. Why don’t you join us?”

Emma’s face turned crimson with anger, her fists clenched at her sides. “You have no idea what you’re doing, Lily. This… this is wrong!”

But Lily only laughed, a sound that was both playful and dark. “Is it really, though? Or are you just jealous that he chose me instead of you?”

Emma took a step forward, her eyes darting between me and Lily. “This isn’t how it should be,” she muttered, more to herself than to us.

Lily stood up, pulling me with her. “Come on, Emma. Admit it. You want this too. You want to feel him touching you, kissing you, making you lose control.”

Emma hesitated, her resolve wavering. And then, slowly, she nodded. “Fine. But if this is going to happen, it’s going to be on my terms.”

Without another word, she began to undress, her movements deliberate and commanding. Her clothes fell away piece by piece, revealing a body that was every bit as stunning as her sister’s. When she reached for me, I could barely believe what was happening. Here I was, caught between two beautiful sisters, each vying for my attention in their own way.

Emma’s touch was firm, demanding, as she guided me towards the bedroom. Lily followed close behind, her hands never leaving my body, her nails digging into my skin as she urged me on.

Once inside the bedroom, Emma wasted no time. She pushed me down onto the bed, straddling my lap as she kissed me with a ferocity that left me breathless. Her hips rocked against mine, the friction sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core.

Lily, meanwhile, knelt beside the bed, her fingers trailing down my legs as she watched us with hungry eyes. “Don’t stop on my account,” she purred, her voice dripping with anticipation.

Emma groaned into my mouth, her hands fisting in my hair as she ground herself against me. I could feel the heat between her thighs, the way her body trembled with need. And when she finally pulled back, her eyes were glazed over with desire.

“Please,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “I need you inside me.”

I didn’t hesitate. With one swift movement, I flipped her onto her back and positioned myself at her entrance. She wrapped her legs around my waist, her heels digging into my back as I slid into her, filling her completely.

Emma’s cry of pleasure was drowned out by Lily’s gasp of excitement. She crawled onto the bed, positioning herself above Emma’s face, her pussy hovering just inches from Emma’s mouth.

“Suck me,” she demanded, her tone brooking no refusal.

Emma complied, her lips parting as she took Lily’s clit into her mouth. The sensation of Emma’s wet warmth around my cock, combined with the sight of her pleasuring her sister, was almost too much to handle. I began to move faster, thrusting into Emma with a desperation that matched my growing need.

Lily moaned, her body arching as Emma’s tongue worked its magic. “Fuck her harder,” she panted, her words directed at me but meant for Emma as well.

I did as she commanded, driving into Emma with renewed vigor. Her nails dug into my shoulders, her back arching off the bed as she tried to take even more of me inside her. Her cries of pleasure echoed in the room, mixing with Lily’s moans as they both succumbed to the blinding ecstasy.

And then, without warning, Lily came. Her body convulsed, her scream of release ringing in my ears as she collapsed onto Emma’s chest, gasping for breath. The sight of her orgasm tipped me over the edge, my own climax building rapidly as I continued to pound into Emma.

With one final, savage thrust, I came, filling Emma with my release. Our bodies shuddered together, our breaths mingling as we rode out the waves of pleasure.

When it was over, I collapsed onto the bed beside them, my heart still racing from the intensity of the experience. Lily lay draped over Emma, her head resting on her sister’s shoulder, while Emma stared up at the ceiling, her expression unreadable.

“That was…” Emma began, but trailed off, unable to find the words.

Lily chuckled softly, her hand tracing lazy circles on Emma’s stomach. “Incredible. Unforgettable. And something tells me this is just the beginning.”

Emma lay between Lily and me, her body pressed against mine, her curves fitting perfectly into the contours of my body. Her fingers traced lazy circles on my chest, sending shivers down my spine. She looked at me with a mixture of curiosity and desire in her eyes, her lips curved into a shy smile.

“I never thought I’d be here,” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. “With both of you.”

Lily chuckled softly, her hand sliding down to cup Emma’s breast. “Life has a funny way of surprising us, doesn’t it?”

I leaned in, capturing Emma’s lips in a tender kiss. Her breath hitched, and she melted against me, her hands gripping my shoulders as if seeking reassurance. The taste of her was intoxicating, a blend of sweetness and uncertainty.

Lily’s touch grew bolder, her fingers teasing Emma’s nipple until it hardened under her ministrations. I could feel the tension building in Emma’s body, her breath quickening, her hips pressing rhythmically against mine.

“Jake,” she murmured against my lips, her voice thick with need. “I want… I want to see you with her.”

Her request took me by surprise, but the intensity in her eyes left no room for doubt. I turned to Lily, who was watching us with a predatory gleam in her eye. She moved closer, her lips brushing against mine in a gentle, exploratory kiss. The contrast between her boldness and Emma’s shyness was electrifying.

“Take your time,” Lily whispered, her voice husky. “Let yourself enjoy this.”

She undid the buttons of my shirt, her fingers deft and confident. When the fabric was finally peeled away, she ran her palms over my bare skin, her touch warm and firm. I could feel her nails lightly grazing my flesh, the sensation sparking a fire deep within me.

Emma watched us, her breath hitching as Lily’s hands moved lower, tracing the curve of my abdomen before finding the waistband of my trousers. With a flick of her wrist, she unfastened them, slipping her hand inside to grasp my throbbing erection.

“Jesus,” I groaned, my head falling back as her fingers encircled me. She stroked me slowly, her grip tight and sure, her thumb playing over the sensitive tip. I could feel the precome oozing from my slit, slick and warm against her touch.

Emma’s eyes darkened with lust as she watched Lily’s hand work its magic. “Do you like that, Jake?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

“God, yes,” I growled, my hips thrusting forward involuntarily. Lily’s hand tightened, guiding me to a slower, more deliberate pace.

“You’re such a tease,” Lily said, her voice filled with amusement. “But I think it’s time we show Emma how good you can really be.”

She pulled away, leaving me momentarily bereft, and turned her attention to Emma. Her fingers deftly unzipped the younger woman’s dress, revealing the lace bra and panties beneath. Emma shivered as Lily touched her, her skin pebbling under Lily’s scrutiny.

“Beautiful,” Lily murmured, her fingers tracing the edge of Emma’s bra. With a flick of her wrist, she unclasped it, letting the garment fall away to reveal Emma’s full, perfect breasts.

I watched, mesmerized, as Lily bent down to take one of Emma’s nipples into her mouth. Emma arched her back, a moan escaping her lips as Lily’s tongue swirled around the puckered nub. Her hands gripped Lily’s hair, pulling her closer, desperate for more.

“Please,” Emma gasped, her eyes fluttering closed. “More.”

Lily obliged, trailing her lips down Emma’s torso, her tongue flicking out to taste the smooth skin. She paused at the waistband of Emma’s panties, looking up with a mischievous glint in her eye.

“May I?” she asked, her voice low and sultry.

Emma nodded frantically, her hips thrusting up in silent plea