In a room filled with desire, Daniel and twins Kaori and Hitomi explore the limits of their passion, mixing possession and adoration in an intense and passionate act of love.
The air in the room was still thick with the scent of sex, that sweet and salty perfume that clung to the rumpled sheets and the sweaty skin of the three of them. Daniel, still panting, couldn't take his hands off Kaori and Hitomi's waists. His fingers dug possessively into the tender flesh of their hips, dragging them against him as if he feared that if he let go, the whole world would fall away. The twins, still trembling from the orgasms that had left them breathless, arched against his torso, their lips parted in a sigh as they felt the heat of his body pressed against theirs.
"I can't get enough of you," Daniel growled, his voice husky with desire, as he turned Kaori's face toward his and captured her lips in a hungry kiss. Their tongues tangled, wet and urgent, as if seeking to taste every inch of each other. Hitomi wasn't far behind; she tilted her head back, offering her neck for Daniel to nibble while his hands explored his sister's breasts, pinching the hard nipples through the thin fabric of her nightgowns. The sound of her moans, muffled against Daniel's mouth, filled the room.
His cock, still throbbing and thick, squeezed between the twins' asses, seeking entry. He didn't have to wait long. With a sharp movement, he pushed Kaori forward, causing her to perch on the edge of the bed as he positioned himself behind her. The silk dress she was still wearing—remnants of her secretary suit—pooled around her waist as Daniel impatiently lifted it, revealing her glistening pink pussy, already damp with anticipation. Without preamble, he pushed down on her, sinking into her with a single thrust that made them both cry out.
"God, Daniel!" Kaori dug her nails into the sheets, her back arching as he pressed himself deep into her, feeling her womb contract around the tip of his cock. Each thrust was deep, almost brutal, but filled with that sick devotion the three of them knew bound them together.
"Don't move," Daniel ordered, grabbing Hitomi by the hip and dragging her towards him as well. The second twin obeyed, rolling onto her side and lifting one leg to give him access. Daniel wasted no time. With one hand still on Kaori's waist, guiding her hips to move at the pace he wanted, he used the other to part Hitomi's lips and sink into her with a throaty growl.
"Ah, fuck!" Hitomi cried out, her angel wings—remnants of the cosplay they were still wearing—quivering as he filled her in one fell swoop. The contrast between the innocence of the costume and the obscenity of the act aroused them even more. Daniel was taking them both at the same time, his hips moving in a relentless rhythm, alternating between them, making sure neither was left unattended.
"I'm all yours, Daniel," Kaori gasped, looking over her shoulder as he pounded into her hard, his balls slapping against her clit with every thrust. "Fill us, please..."
"You have no idea what you're doing to me," Daniel gritted his teeth, feeling the pleasure building at the base of his spine. His hands moved between the twins' bodies, fondling their breasts, pinching their nipples, moving down to rub their swollen clits as he continued to fuck them mercilessly. "You're so fucking perfect..."
Hitomi moaned uncontrollably, her white wings swaying with each thrust. One of his hands slid between her legs, rubbing her clit furiously as Daniel penetrated her, his fingers slick with how wet she was. Kaori, meanwhile, had brought one hand to her mouth, sucking on two fingers before moving them down to play with her own pussy, adding more pressure to her already sensitive clit.
"Let's cum together!" Hitomi screamed, her eyes shining with lust as she watched her sister do the same. "Both of you, Daniel, make us cum!"
That was the trigger. Daniel grunted, his hips slamming into them harder, his balls clenching as he felt the first spasm of his own orgasm. With one last deep thrust, he buried himself inside Kaori to the hilt, his hot cum shooting inside her in thick spurts that filled her to overflowing. Kaori screamed, her body convulsing as her own climax hit her, her inner walls clenching around Daniel's cock as if they wouldn't let go.
Hitomi wasn't far behind. With a long, broken moan, her body shook, her fingers working furiously on her clit as her pussy contracted around nothing, aching to be filled. Daniel didn't let her wait. He pulled out of Kaori with a wet sound, his cock still hard, and in one swift movement, he plunged it into Hitomi, emptying himself inside her as well, his thrusts short and deep as the second twin came around him, her juices mixing with his cum.
For a moment, the three of them remained motionless, panting, their bodies sticky with sweat and the fluids of sex. Daniel, still inside Hitomi, leaned forward, capturing Kaori's lips in a slow, possessive kiss, savoring the salty taste of her tears of pleasure. Then he did the same to Hitomi, his lips brushing against hers as he whispered:
—My dirty angels... my perfect little whores.
The twins laughed, exhausted but euphoric, their bodies still trembling from the aftershocks of their orgasms. Daniel finally pulled out, his cock glistening with the mixture of their fluids, and pulled them against him, holding them tightly. His hands caressed their backs, their buttocks, as if he needed reassurance that they were still there, that they were real.
"Now," he murmured, kissing Kaori's shoulder and then Hitomi's, "let's play some more."
Carefully, he helped them to their feet. The twins, still wobbly, looked at him curiously as he went to the closet. He pulled out two outfits: first, the secretarial suits they favored—tight skirts, white button-down blouses, and thigh-high fishnet stockings. He dressed them patiently, enjoying the process of fastening each button, adjusting the stockings over their legs, making sure every detail was perfect. His hands couldn't help but slip under their skirts to fondle their already sensitive pussies, making the twins shudder.
"Perfect," he whispered, turning them over to admire them. "Now, my angels."
He brought out the angel costumes: almost transparent white dresses, soft feather wings, and golden halos that shimmered in the dim light. He helped them put them on, his fingers brushing their skin as he adjusted each strap, each clasp. The contrast between the innocence of the costume and the lust that still shone in their eyes was intoxicating.
"Oh my God," Hitomi looked at herself in the mirror, touching her wing feathers reverently. "See you..."
"Like sins disguised as virtue," Kaori finished, biting her lower lip as Daniel approached from behind, his hands sliding over their stomachs, moving down to brush against their freshly shaved pubic hair.
"Exactly." Daniel turned them toward him, his dark eyes shining with a mixture of tenderness and lust. "And they're mine."
Without further ado, he carried them back to the bed. This time, the pace was different. Slower, more intimate. He laid them down side by side, their wings spread out on the pillows, and positioned himself between them. His lips roamed every inch of their bodies: Kaori's breasts, Hitomi's neck, both their stomachs, pausing to lick the residue of their previous orgasms, savoring their mixture with a satisfied moan.
"So sweet," he murmured, parting Kaori's lips with his fingers to lick them slowly, his tongue moving in circles around her already swollen clit. "Like honey."
Hitomi moaned as she felt Daniel's fingers slide inside her, curling them to brush against that spot that drove her wild. It wasn't long before they were both panting again, their hips moving against his mouth, against his fingers, seeking more.
But Daniel was in no hurry. This time, he wanted to taste them. He wanted them to know that they were not only objects of his desire, but also of his adoration. He alternated between them, licking, sucking, nibbling, until their thighs trembled and their moans became desperate.
"Please, Daniel!" Kaori begged, her hands tangled in his hair, pushing his face against her pussy. "I need you to fuck me..."
"Not until you behave." Daniel stood up, his cock hard and ready again. He looked at them with a wicked smile. "Dinner first. Then, if you're good wives, I'll reward you."
The twins moaned in protest but obeyed. Daniel helped them up, adjusting their angel costumes carefully before leading them into the kitchen. As he prepared their favorite dishes—sushi for Hitomi and ramen for Kaori—he couldn't help but touch them. A playful smack on Kaori's bottom here, a stolen kiss on Hitomi's shoulder there. His hands always found an excuse to brush against their bodies, as if he couldn't resist.
"If you keep behaving like this," he muttered, as he served the steaming ramen, "I'll have to punish you."
"What if we don't want to behave?" Hitomi looked at him with shining eyes, licking her lips.
Daniel laughed, a low, dangerous sound.
—Then I'll have to remind them who they belong to.
Dinner passed between laughter, lustful glances, and furtive touches under the table. When they were finished, Daniel wasted no time. He led them back to the bedroom, where he slowly undressed them, enjoying the process of removing their wings, halos, and stockings. He left them alone with their naked, vulnerable, and beautiful bodies before pushing them onto the bed.
This time, he took them one after the other, with an intensity that left them breathless. Kaori first, on her hands and knees, her ass in the air as he penetrated her with deep thrusts, his balls slapping against her clit each time. Then Hitomi, lying on her back, her legs over his shoulders as he fucked her slowly, his eyes fixed on hers, as if he wanted to memorize every moan, every expression of pleasure.
When he finally came inside Hitomi, it was with a guttural scream, his body shaking on top of hers as his cum filled her in hot waves. Kaori, who had been stroking her own pussy while watching them, couldn't hold back any longer and came too, her fingers soaked, her body shaking with orgasm.
Afterward, Daniel led them to the bathroom. With infinite care, he washed them, soaping every corner of their bodies, from their necks to their toes. His hands were tender, almost reverent, as if each touch were an apology for the previous brutality. He dried them with soft towels, kissing away every drop of water that remained on their skin, whispering words of love between each kiss.
"I love you," she said, wrapping them in fluffy robes. "More than you can imagine."
The twins snuggled up against him, their heads resting on his chest, listening to the rapid beat of his heart.
"We love you too," Kaori whispered, her fingers drawing circles on his skin. "Always."
Daniel pressed them against him, inhaling the scent of her shampoo and her clean skin. For a moment, everything seemed perfect. But then his expression turned serious.
"I want to take them to the beach again," he said, his voice low. "But this time, only I'll touch them."
The twins looked at him curiously.
"What about Ryū and Kenji?" Hitomi asked, her tone playful, but with a hint of uncertainty.
Daniel took a deep breath.
"It excites me to see them with you," he admitted, his fingers caressing Kaori's face. "But I need you to know something. You're mine. Only mine. If I share you, it will be because I choose to, and there will always be limits."
Kaori nodded, her eyes shining with understanding.
"We're yours," he said simply. "Always."
Daniel kissed them both, first Kaori, then Hitomi, his lips moving with a mixture of possession and tenderness.
"Good girls," he murmured against their mouths. "My good wives."
And as he held them close, as their bodies relaxed against his, a question hung in the air, unanswered: How far would he be willing to go for them? And how far would they be willing to let him?