Fam-Jammed

Lisa mopes on the couch until her mom Cindy drops the bomb: Auntie Trish and cousin Alice just pulled in for a long visit. Lisa drags herself to her room to escape, but Alice follows. One look at each other and the temperature spikes—Alice's crop top clings tight, her tits straining the fabric, nipples already hard. Lisa licks her lips without thinking. Alice leans in first, mouths crashing, hands sliding under waists. They yank jeans down quick. Lisa’s thighs glisten; Alice’s shaved pussy’s slick and pink. Two fingers pump her, thumb rubbing circles until Alice squeals. Then Alice flips it—tongue dives, laps Lisa’s clit while she fingers herself. They’re sixty-nining, moaning like they’re starving, when the door clicks. Cindy and Trish freeze in the doorway. They trade looks; old urges hit fast. Cindy strips, calling the shots. Clothes land in piles. Soon tongues and fingers overlap—Trish bouncing on Cindy’s lap with a thick strap while Alice eats Lisa again. Lisa straddles Cindy’s mouth, juices dripping. Trish licks Alice’s asshole while Lisa fingers Trish’s sopping cunt. The room stinks of sex—wet slaps, gasps, the slap of skin on skin. Everyone keeps switching holes until they all come hard, breathing heavy and grinning like teenagers who just got away with it.