CHAPTER 138: FRAME

Sophia settled atop Lia, her petite frame pressing down, her smooth belly gliding over Lia’s, their hips aligning perfectly.

Lia’s dark green lace panties clung to her plump pussy, Sophia’s pale pink cotton ones outlining her tight lips, both damp with arousal.

"Like this?" Sophia asked, her voice trembling, her blue eyes flicking to Lor as she adjusted, her small breasts brushing Lia’s generous ones.

"Yeah," Lia breathed, her green eyes half-lidded, her plush thighs shifting under Sophia’s weight. "Gods, your skin’s so soft..."

Sophia flushed, her pussy throbbing as their bodies pressed closer. "Yours is... warm," she mumbled, her cheeks burning, her small breasts pressing against Lia’s, their nipples brushing faintly through the fabric.

And then—contact.

Their pussies met, wet against wet, lips pressing, clits brushing through the thin layers of their panties, the oil making everything slick and sensitive.

They gasped in unison, Sophia’s blue eyes widening, Lia’s green ones squeezing shut, their thighs trembling as the sensation hit.

"F-fuck..." Sophia whimpered, adjusting slightly, their folds grinding just enough to draw a moan from both, their pussies pulsing together.

"This is... intense," Lia breathed, her generous chest heaving, her pussy throbbing against Sophia’s, the friction sending sparks through her.

Lor moved forward, his cock rigid and pulsing, the head glistening with pre-cum as he knelt between their legs, his hazel eyes dark with hunger.

"I am going in, " he said as he guided the tip down—right between them, brushing their slick folds through their panties, the warmth of their pussies enveloping him, the sensation almost too much to bear.

He groaned low, his head tilting back, his lean chest rising with a quick breath.

And then he thrust.

Slow.

Dragging his cock up through both their pussies, the shaft rubbing their clits together, teasing every inch of their swollen heat, the oil and their arousal making the slide smooth and decadent.

The girls cried out—Sophia trembling atop Lia, her small breasts pressing harder against Lia’s generous ones.

Lia biting her lip hard beneath her, her plush thighs twitching, her pussy pulsing against Sophia’s.

"Gods, you feel..." Lor groaned, his voice rough, his hands gripping their hips to steady them, his cock sliding through their slick folds again, the sensation overwhelming.

And he thrust again, slower this time, savoring the wet heat, the way their clits rubbed together around his shaft.

But the panties were still in the way, the damp fabric of Sophia’s pale pink cotton and Lia’s dark green lace chafing faintly despite the oil.

Lor paused, his breath ragged, his hazel eyes glinting with hunger as he leaned back slightly, his cock still pressed between their slick folds.

"Can I... take these off?" he asked, his voice low and rough, his fingers brushing the waistbands. "They’re chafing. And... I want to feel you. All of you."

Sophia’s blue eyes widened, her small breasts heaving, her pussy throbbing at the thought. She glanced at Lia, her cheeks flaming. "You mean... completely bare?"

Lia bit her lip, her green eyes flickering with a mix of nerves and arousal, her plush thighs trembling.

"It’s already so messy," she muttered, her generous chest rising with a quick breath. "Might as well since Lor is also naked down there, it’s unfair for him."

They sighed in unison, then nodded, their bodies still pressed together, their pussies pulsing with anticipation.

Lor’s hands moved with slow, with delicate care, his fingers hooking under Sophia’s pink cotton panties first, sliding them down her narrow hips, the fabric clinging to her soaked pussy before peeling away, revealing her tight, glistening lips, dripping with arousal.

He dragged them down her trembling thighs, the slick wetness smearing across her skin, the scent of her musk intensifying as he tossed the panties aside, his cock twitching at the sight.

Then he turned to Lia, his fingers brushing her curvy hips, hooking under the green lace, pulling it down slowly, the fabric sticking to her plump, soaked pussy, outlining her swollen lips before sliding free, her juices glistening on her freckled thighs.

He tossed them onto the bed, his hazel eyes dark with hunger, his cock throbbing harder at the sight of their bare, dripping folds pressed together.

"Fuck, you’re both so perfect," he murmured, his voice thick with awe, his hands returning to their hips, guiding them closer.

He dragged himself forward slowly, then back, groaning as the head of his cock caught on their swollen, bare lips, dragging heat through every nerve, their juices mixing, smearing along his length, stringing between their bodies with each pull.

The wet, sticky sounds were obscene, perfect, filling the room as their pussies ground against his shaft and each other.

Sophia’s head dropped to Lia’s shoulder, her hands braced against the sheets, her small breasts rubbing against Lia’s fuller ones, their nipples grazing hot and firm and arousing.

"H-Holy shit," she whispered, her legs shaking, her pussy throbbing with each slide. "I feel it—I feel her—I feel you—fuck!"

Lia moaned deep in her throat, her thick thighs spreading wider, her pussy grinding up into Sophia’s to meet the rhythm, her green eyes half-lidded with pleasure.

"It’s—gods—it’s like he’s fucking both of us... but not."

Their clits slipped, pressed, and kissed, over and over again with each pass of Lor’s shaft between their bare folds, the oil and their arousal making every movement slick and electric.

He leaned forward now, one hand flat on the mattress beside Sophia, his hips pistoning slowly, controlled, dragging out every pulse of friction, his cock sliding through their pussies, rubbing their clits together.

"You two..." he gasped, staring down at them—at the way their bodies slid together, how their breasts bounced and pressed with each thrust, how their moans layered and tangled. "You feel like heaven. Messy, dripping, fucking heaven."

Sophia whimpered, grinding harder now, pushing her pussy tighter into Lia’s, her small breasts heaving, her nipples rubbing against Lia’s, her pussy dripping with need. "Oh—oh fuck, I’m—I can’t—"

"Rub harder," Lia hissed, her voice cracking, grabbing Sophia’s ass and pulling her down, her fingers digging into her tight cheeks. "Don’t stop—don’t fucking stop."