Stepfather’s Twin Daughters 4

Lena woke up mid-morning the next day. Vincent wasn't beside her.

She yawned. “I slept way too deeply again. I don’t remember even going to bed properly."

She stepped out of the room and found her daughters sat at the breakfast table.

They hid their knowing smiles behind innocent expressions. Their mother remained completely oblivious to the fact that they had been fucked senseless by her new husband right beside her the night before.

"Mom, that wine was too strong for you. I've never seen you wake up this late," Sara remarked.

"It has to be the wine," Lena said.

She hurried through her breakfast and let to continue her preparations for the honeymoon trip. She was folding clothes, making lists of things they needed for Europe.

Vincent returned to the house with a grocery bag. He saw his stepdaughters, sitting cross-legged at the dining table. He could barely focus.

Memories of the previous night flooded his mind. He recalled the twins’ bodies bouncing on his cock. The way their tight pussies gripped him. Damn it! Last night was crazy.

His cock became semi-hard as he thought about fucking Clara and Sara. He dropped off the grocery.

He was aware of his stepdaughters looking at him. Something about their looks told him he could get lucky tonight again. But he and Lena had to travel.

He picked up his phone and called the airline, speaking loudly enough for the twins to hear him.

“Yes, I need to delay our flight by two days,” he said firmly.

Lena rushed out. She looked puzzled.

"Thank you," Vincent said to the customer rep.

"Why?" Lena asked.

"Some urgent business came up at the office, honey. I’m really sorry, but we can’t leave tomorrow.”

Vincent’s only urgent business was burying his thick cock inside his stepdaughters again.

The twins noticed everything. They saw how Vincent’s eyes followed their every movement. They caught him staring at their short skirts. His bulge didn't escape their attention.

Late in the afternoon, while their mother was upstairs sorting through clothes, the girls cornered him in the hallway.

“We will drug Mom again,” Sara whispered. She pressed close to him so her breasts brushed against his arm. “She’ll pass out after dinner tonight.”

Clara smiled seductively. "We will do something crazier than yesterday."

Vincent’s lips stretched into a smile. "I'm ready."

That evening, Lena drank her spiked wine without suspicion. As expected, within minutes her eyelids grew heavy. She yawned, slumped onto the living room couch, and fell into a deep sleep.

The moment she was asleep, the twins locked eyes with Vincent.

"It's time for action," Clara said.

They led him to the bedroom and then stripped off their clothes. Vincent watched their full, round breasts bounce free. Their nipples were already hard with arousal. Vincent got harder watching their beautiful bodies.

The girls helped him undress. They pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his broad, muscular chest. Then they tugged his pants down. His massive cock sprang out.

Clara picked up the bottle of oil and poured a generous amount over Vincent’s shoulders and chest. The slick liquid ran down his muscles.

Sara poured oil all over her own body, then did the same to Clara. Their skin glowed under the soft bedroom lights. The sweet, seductive scent of the oil filled the air.

"We want to help you relax," Clara said.

The girls made Vincent lie face down and then Clara climbed on him. She pressed her oily breasts against his back. She slid her body up and down slowly. Her hard nipples dragged across his skin.

Vincent's cock throbbed against the bed sheets. When he couldn't take it anymore, he nudged Clara off and turned onto his back.

“You’re so hard, Daddy,” Clara moaned softly.

Sara climbed on Vincent next. She pressed her slippery tits against his chest and rubbed them in slow circles while her hands massaged his shoulders and arms. She kissed and licked his neck.

Her tongue tasted the oil on his skin.

Vincent groaned deeply. He enjoyed the massage. But he wanted more action.

His hands roamed over Sara's oily skin. He squeezed her round ass and teased her their tight holes with his fingers.

The sensation was pure heaven. The warm oil made every slide smooth and erotic. Sara's pussy left wet trails along his cock as she rubbed against him. She slid her pussy lips up and down the full length of his enormous cock, teasing the swollen head against the entrance but not letting him enter yet.

Vincent’s breathing became heavy. His cock twitched and leaked precum. The teasing drove him insane.

“We’re your little sluts now, Daddy. Use us however you want," Sara whispered.

That drove Vincent over the edge. With a deep growl, he grabbed Sara and flipped her onto her back on the bed.

He spread her legs wide apart. He positioned the tip of his cock at her dripping entrance.

"Are you ready for Daddy?"

Sara nodded.

He slid his massive length deep inside her tight pussy.

“Oww!” Sara cried out loudly.

Vincent groaned in pleasure as her walls gripped him tightly.

He started fucking her wildly. He slid his thick cock in and out with long, hard strokes.

Clara watched with lustfully. She leaned down and squeezed Vincent's nipples while Vincent pounded her sister's pussy without mercy. He grit his teeth, turned on by Clara's unexpected movement.

“Fuck, your pussy is gripping me so tight,” Vincent groaned, thrusting faster.

Sara moaned desperately to her sister. “Tell Daddy to fuck me harder. I want him deeper inside. So deep!"

Vincent obliged. He set on of her legs on his shoulder. Now, his cock went deeper into her pussy.

His hips thrust forward with powerful force. The bed creaked loudly under them. Their oily bodies glistened with sweat and oil as they fucked wildly. Clara rubbed Vincent's back, urging him to go harder.

They were lost in intense pleasure when they suddenly heard soft footsteps approaching the door from the hallway.