LOGINFamily Affair 2
Liam woke up the next morning with the sun streaming through the bedroom curtains, his cock still half-hard from the dreams that had plagued him all night. Elena stirred beside him, her hand reaching out to pat his chest. "Morning, handsome," she murmured, kissing his shoulder before slipping out of bed to start her routine. He watched her pad to the bathroom, her nightgown swaying, but his mind drifted back to the twins downstairs. Sophia's shy blushes, I
Family Affair 10Liam's thumb hovered over the phone screen, the twins' text glowing in the dim bedroom light: "More soon?" Elena's question cut through—"Who you texting?"—her voice sleepy but edged with that same suspicion from dinner. She rolled toward him, hand on his chest, eyes narrowing in the dark. He locked the screen quick, setting it on the nightstand. "Just work stuff. Client email." Lie smooth, but his heart raced. Elena studied him a second longer, then sighed. "Okay. Night, babe." She kissed his cheek, turning away. Sleep came for her fast, but Liam lay awake, cock half-hard from the day's creampie in Sophia, mind on the risks. Close call. Tomorrow, careful.Morning sun woke them. Elena stretched, yawning. "Coffee?" Liam nodded, dressing quick. Downstairs, the twins ate cereal, dressed modest in jeans and tees, hickeys hidden under collars. "Morning, Mom," they chorused innocent. Elena hugged them, but her eyes flic
Family Affair 9Liam's heart slammed in his chest at the doorbell's sharp ring, echoing through the house like a warning. Sophia's whisper hung in the air—"Who's that?"—her eyes wide with panic, hand clutching Isabella's arm. The twins stood frozen in the kitchen, half-dressed in their bikinis from yesterday's beach trip, hair still messy from bed. Liam glanced at the clock—nine in the morning. Elena wasn't due until evening. He adjusted his shorts, cock softening quick from the interruption. "Stay here," he muttered low, striding to the front door.Peeking through the peephole, he saw a neighbor—Mrs. Jenkins from next door, gray hair in a bun, holding a basket. Relief mixed with annoyance. He opened the door a crack. "Morning, Mrs. Jenkins."She smiled bright, thrusting the basket forward. "Welcome goodies! Muffins and jam. Elena mentioned you all moved in. How's the family settling?" Her eyes tr
Family Affair 8Liam froze at Isabella's whisper, his hand still tracing lazy circles on Sophia's thigh under the covers. "What if Mom finds out?" The words hung heavy in the bedroom air, the twins' bodies pressed close to his, their skin warm and slick from the day's relentless edging. Sophia tensed beside him, her breath catching. The question poked at the dark core of their game—taboo thrill mixed with real risk. Elena's conference ended tomorrow; she'd be home by evening. Time ticked down.He pulled them tighter, one arm around each. "She won't," he growled low, voice firm to mask his own flicker of doubt. "As long as you sluts stay quiet. Daddy's rules." Isabella nodded against his chest, but her eyes held a spark of worry. Sophia buried her face in his neck, whispering, "We will, Daddy. We love this." He kissed their foreheads rough, cock stirring again at their submission. Sleep came slow, his mind plotting the next day—la
Family Affair 7Liam sipped his coffee, watching the twins over the rim of his mug. Sophia and Isabella sat across from him at the kitchen table, their makeshift breakfast spread out—pancakes slightly burned, eggs runny, but the effort cute in a way that stirred his dark urges. No more jealousy, they claimed, their voices overlapping in eager promises. "Punish us together, Daddy. Please?" Isabella added, her foot sliding up his calf under the table, toes curling against his jeans. Sophia nodded, cheeks flushed behind her glasses, her hand reaching out to touch his arm tentative.He set the mug down, standing slow. His cock already stirred at the thought—two virgins begging for shared discipline. "Strip," he commanded low, voice gravelly with hunger. They obeyed quick, nighties slipping off to pool at their feet. Naked in the morning light, bodies glowing—Sophia's slim curves, small tits perky, pussy trimmed neat; Isabella's
Family Affair 6Liam lay in the master bed, the sheets cool against his skin as Sophia's soft plea hung in the air. "Can we sleep with you tonight?" Her voice trembled with a mix of shyness and need, her silhouette in the doorway lit by the hallway nightlight. Isabella stood behind her, hand on her sister's shoulder, eyes gleaming hungry in the dark. The twins wore matching nighties—thin fabric that clung to their curves, hems barely covering their asses. No panties, he guessed from the way they shifted, pussies still slick from the living room play.His cock throbbed at the sight, denied release all day. "Get in," he said low, voice rough with command. They slipped under the covers quick, Sophia on his left, Isabella on his right. Bodies pressed close, their warmth seeping into him. Sophia's breast squished against his arm, nipple hard through the cotton. Isabella's thigh draped over his, her pussy grinding subtle on his hip. "No touc
Family Affair 5Liam sat between the twins on the couch, the movie credits scrolling silent in the dim living room light. Isabella's hand still rested high on his thigh, fingers tracing lazy circles that sent heat straight to his cock. Sophia leaned against his other side, her breath quick and shallow, glasses fogging slight from the tension. The blanket draped over their laps hid the wandering touches—Isabella's grip inching toward his zipper, Sophia's small hand clutching his arm like a lifeline. Elena was miles away at her conference, the house theirs for the taking. Liam's mind raced with dark possibilities, his erection straining against his jeans."What now?" Isabella repeated, her voice husky, lips brushing his ear. She squeezed his thigh harder, nails digging in just enough to sting.Liam turned to her, his hand sliding under the blanket to cup her breast through her tank top. Nipple hard under his palm, he







