CHAPTER 131: OILS 2

Lia nodded seriously, her green eyes focused. "We should. What if one smells weird?"

And just like that, they became absorbed in their little cosmetic laboratory—sniffing lids, squeezing little blobs onto their wrists, rubbing between their fingers, rating texture and slickness and scent like this was an alchemical competition, their underwear-clad forms glowing softly in the lavender light.

Lor just lay there, cock still hard, watching the whole thing with increasing disbelief, his hazel eyes glinting with amusement and frustration.

"I think we are forgetting the task at hand, remember?" he said finally, gesturing at his still-waiting dick, throbbing visibly against his stomach.

The girls looked up in unison, their cheeks flushing.

"...Right," Sophia said sheepishly, holding up a bottle with lavender shimmer, her blue eyes hesitant but determined. "This one smells nice though."

Lia grinned, her green eyes sparkling, her plush thighs shifting as she leaned forward. "Try it. Just a little. We’ll test with the cheeks first."

Caught in the heat, Lia twisted the cap off the lavender-shimmered bottle, squeezing a slow, generous line of the thick, iridescent oil across her palm, the liquid catching the light like molten starlight.

Her green eyes glinted with mischief, her red curls bouncing as she shifted, her curvy figure swaying, her generous chest straining against her dark green lace bra, her plush thighs trembling faintly under her matching panties.

Sophia hesitated, her cheeks flushed pink, her blue eyes wide as she watched the slick liquid ooze between Lia’s fingers, her petite frame tense, her small breasts rising with a quick breath under her pale pink cotton bra.

"You sure that stuff’s not gonna burn?" she asked, her voice shaky, her pussy tingling faintly with anticipation.

Lia smirked, her plush thighs shifting. "Only one way to find out."

She turned slightly, bent forward just enough to accentuate her round ass, and began rubbing the oil into her cheeks, her hands sliding in slow, deliberate circles over the swell of her backside.

The green lace of her panties cut tight into the slick flesh, dividing her plump ass into two glistening halves that quivered with every pass of her fingers, the oil gleaming like polished marble in the lamplight.

She hummed softly, half for effect, biting her lower lip, her green eyes sparkling. "Ooooh, that’s smooth... oh yeah, this one’s good."

Sophia swallowed hard, her pussy throbbing faintly, her blue eyes fixed on Lia’s glistening curves.

Then, with shaking hands, she picked up a pink-tinted bottle—its faint vanilla scent wafting up as she uncapped it.

Her application was hesitant, clinical at first, dipping her fingers into the lotion and reaching back to press her palm to one cheek, her petite frame tensing as the cold cream met her warm skin, her small breasts rising with a quick breath.

"Gods," she muttered, her cheeks flaming. "This is ridiculous."

But she kept going, rubbing in small, shy circles over the curve of her tight little ass, the pale skin beginning to shimmer with the lotion’s slick shine, her pink cotton panties wedging so tight between her cheeks they nearly disappeared, outlining her pussy lips faintly as they glistened under the lamplight.

"Shit," Lor muttered, watching them both with half-lidded hazel eyes, his cock twitching in open hunger, straining painfully against his pants, the head already slick with pre-cum.

"Now him," Lia said, crawling forward, her generous chest jiggling softly with every movement, her green lace bra barely containing her breasts.

She reached for the bottle again, squeezing another glob into her hand, the oil dripping between her fingers, then glanced at Sophia, her green eyes sparkling. "Together?"

Sophia looked like she wanted to crawl into the floorboards and die, her blue eyes wide, her pussy throbbing with reluctant arousal. But she nodded, her voice barely a whisper. "Together. I am not touching it by myself."

They moved to kneel beside Lor’s hips—Lia on the left, Sophia on the right—their slick, oil-coated hands meeting his cock at the same time as they pulled his pants down further, freeing him completely.

His shaft sprang up, thick and flushed, throbbing with need, the head glistening with pre-cum.

He groaned aloud, his lean frame tensing, his hazel eyes darkening as their warm palms slid down the length of his shaft, spreading the fragrant oils over every inch—base to tip, their strokes clumsy but sensual, both girls focused, their cheeks flushed, their thighs trembling from the raw intimacy.

Lia’s hand curled around his base, massaging with confident, slow pumps, her fingers gliding smoothly with the lavender oil, her green eyes glinting with mischief.

Sophia, more hesitant, worked the head and upper shaft with delicate, teasing fingers, smearing the vanilla-scented lotion in little circles, watching how his cock pulsed under her touch, her pussy tingling harder as she felt him throb.

Lor’s hips twitched, his voice rough. "Fucking hell..."

His cock glistened now, hard as iron, slick with lavender and vanilla and something far filthier—the scent of want saturating the room, mixing with the herbal tea and shortbread.

Lia leaned back, admiring their work with a smirk, her generous chest heaving. "Alright."

"Now this," Sophia said, wiping her hand down her thigh, leaving a glistening streak, her blue eyes hesitant but determined, "might actually not chafe."

They moved again, cheeks to cheeks, kneeling on either side of his shaft, their oiled asses pressed together—Lia’s plush, freckled curves gleaming, her green lace panties wedged tight.

Sophia’s tight, pale cheeks shimmering, her pink cotton panties barely covering her pussy, now damp with arousal.

Their thighs brushed, slick and warm, as they positioned themselves, their asses squeezing together around his cock, the oil making every movement smooth and slippery.

Lia started first, grinding sideways, her plump ass sliding against his shaft, the lace teasing his skin, her pussy throbbing faintly with each motion.

Sophia followed, her movements still jerky but smoother now, the oil easing her tight cheeks along his length, her pussy pulsing as she felt him throb beneath her.

Their asses bumped together, slick and glistening, the oil dripping down their thighs, pooling on the bed.