An Irresistible Distraction

The living room lights are low when Ophelia and Tammy slip in. They expect the worst. Instead they find Seline kneeling between Maria’s thighs, her tongue working slow, steady circles while Maria’s fingers are tangled in that dark hair. Their stepmom’s blouse is open, her full tits flushed and bare. Seline never looks up. She just licks deeper, two fingers slick inside Maria’s heat, and Maria’s hips roll to meet every stroke. Ophelia’s breath catches first. Then Tammy. They step closer, shoes quiet on the hardwood, and watch their stepsister’s mouth claim the woman they were meant to distract. Maria’s eyes flutter open. Surprise, then heat. She smiles, warm and wicked. “Girls,” she says, voice thick, “you really did all this for me?” “Almost,” Tammy answers, already pulling her shirt over her head. “We’re not finished.” They join the bed without another word. Ophelia’s hands find Maria’s breasts, soft and heavy, nipples stiff under her palms. Tammy slides behind Seline, tugging her thong aside to stroke her while she still licks their stepmom. Mouths trade places, fingers trade heat. Maria comes first, loud, her thighs shaking around Seline’s cheeks. Then Seline, Tammy’s fingers buried deep. Ophelia’s turn is last, sprawled across Maria’s lap, blonde hair spilling everywhere as four hands and three hungry mouths take her apart. Later, icing on a cake, laughter in low voices, bodies tangled under the string lights they almost forgot to hang.