After dinner, the three of us gathered in the living room.
Kotoha had gone to change into her pajamas earlier. The light cotton clung loosely to her, a pale top with thin straps that left her shoulders bare and matching shorts that showed off the smoothness of her thighs. It was casual, innocent sleepwear, but every line of her body tempted me more than it should have. She sprawled across the couch with her legs tucked under her, remote in hand.
"What should we watch?"
"Anything's fine." Hikari said as she sat gracefully at the end of the couch, tucking a cushion into her lap.
"I'll leave it to Kotoha."
She flipped through channels before settling on a lighthearted movie.
At first, we all watched quietly. Kotoha giggled now and then, nudging me with her elbow. Hikari's laughter was softer, slipping out before she realized.
The glow of the television flickered across the room. I slipped my hand under the blanket, resting it on Kotoha's bare thigh. The smooth heat of her skin made her flinch at first, but she relaxed quickly, her breath catching.
She looked up at me, biting her lip with a shy expression. I smiled back.
My hand slid higher, slipping under her pajama top until I found the soft swell of her chest. Her breast filled my palm, yielding and warm, her nipple already hard and poking faintly through the thin fabric. I pinched it gently, rolling it between my fingers.
Her body twitched against me. She clutched my wrist, not to stop me, but to hold on tighter.
I teased slowly, squeezing and rubbing. The softness of her breast molded perfectly against my palm, the hard nub of her nipple contrasting sharply, sending little shocks through her body with every flick.
"…Mhnn…~"
Her thighs pressed together beneath the blanket, trembling faintly. She buried her face in my arm, hiding her expression, but the deep red blush spread down her neck. Her breathing came shallow and uneven, lips parted as she tried to stay quiet.
Beside me, Hikari tilted her head.
"Kotoha, are you alright? Your face is red."
Kotoha jumped slightly, squeezing my hand harder under the blanket.
"I-I'm fine… it's just a little warm in here…"
Hikari gave a faint smile, turning back to the screen.
"If you say so…"
I pinched harder, twisting the nipple firmly between my fingers. Kotoha bit her lip to hold back a whimper, her toes curling beneath the blanket. She clutched my wrist tighter, nails pressing against my skin as her whole body trembled.
Her climax came in silence, a shudder that shook her shoulders as she pressed her face deeper against me, muffling the desperate breath that escaped. Her grip was iron around my hand, forcing me to keep her breast pinched as her body pulsed.
When it passed, she sagged against me, trembling faintly, her chest rising and falling in quick bursts. Her face was crimson, sweat dampening the hair at her temples.
Hikari hadn't noticed a thing.
As time passed, sleepiness settled in. Kotoha leaned fully against me, her hair brushing my neck. On the other side, Hikari shifted closer, her arm resting against mine. The glow of the TV painted the room, and my eyelids grew heavy.
I drifted off with warmth on both sides of me.
When I stirred awake, nothing had changed. Kotoha was curled into my chest, lips parted, breathing softly. Hikari had slumped nearer, her arm still draped over me, her body warm and relaxed in sleep.
I brushed Kotoha's hair aside and pressed a gentle kiss to her mouth. Her eyes fluttered open, hazy. She blinked once, then whispered faintly.
"…Souta-kun… do you want a blowjob…?"
I nodded. She slipped under the blanket without another word.
Her ponytails brushed my thighs as her hands tugged at my zipper. My cock sprang free, hot and swollen in the glow of the TV. She paused, staring at it with a dazed smile.
"…It's so cute… Souta-kun's thing…"
Her fingers circled the base, squeezing gently before she kissed the tip, then parted her lips and swallowed me down.
Warmth engulfed me. Her tongue traced along the underside, curling and rubbing every ridge. She moaned softly, the vibration making my hips twitch. Spit spilled past her lips, sliding down the shaft and soaking into the blanket.
"…It's twitching… it looks adorable when it throbs like this…"
Her whispers dissolved into wet slurps as she bobbed her head. Each time she pulled back, a strand of saliva stretched between her lips and the tip, gleaming. Then she slid down again, deeper, her throat relaxing more than it ever had before.
"…I can take it now… see… all the way in…"
Her nose brushed my base. She gagged faintly but forced herself to stay, swallowing until her throat squeezed tight around me. Her whole body trembled from the effort.
She pulled back with a gasp, chin glossy with drool, eyes watery but shining. Then she whispered against the head.
"…When I press my tongue here… you like it, don't you…"
Her technique was refined. Her gag reflex nearly gone. Her rhythm smooth and confident, her hands moving in sync, one stroking the base, the other cupping and rolling my balls. Every motion deliberate, eager to please.
"…Leaking so much already… it wants me to drink it…"
"Don't talk so much… your mom will wake up…"
"Hehe… okay~"
I tightened my arm around Hikari, burying my face in her hair. Her sweet scent, the scent of a mature woman excited me further.
How amazing would it feel if I could kiss Hikari while Kotoha sucked me like this?
Kotoha's pace grew needy, her lips locking tight, her throat swallowing me greedily. My body tensed, and I spilled into her mouth in heavy bursts.
She swallowed the first, then pulled back just enough to let the rest pool on her tongue. When she surfaced, her lips were swollen, her cheeks flushed, her mouth wide open.
My cum coated her tongue, glistening white. She leaned closer, eyes glowing with pride, showing me the filthy sight like it was a treasure. She giggled faintly.
"…So much… have you been saving up for me…?~"
She tilted her head back and gulped, her throat bobbing as she swallowed it all. Then she opened her mouth again, tongue stretched out, clean now.
"…All gone. Tasty."
Without hesitation, she ducked back down, licking me slowly, reverently, savoring every drop.
Then she crawled into my lap, straddling me carefully so as not to disturb her mother.
"Can we kiss..?"
I tilted my head up and met her lips. They were swollen and wet, her tongue slipping past mine. She sighed, melting against me.
I held her close, one hand at the curve of her back, my other arm still wrapped around Hikari, who murmured faintly in her sleep and pressed into me.
Kotoha nuzzled under my chin, her breath soft and warm. Hikari's steady weight leaned against my side.
My eyes grew heavy again. With Kotoha curled in my lap and Hikari in my arm, I let sleep take me.