Chapter 171: Twin Blowjob (R18)
Yoona’s lips were already back on mine before I could fully turn, her tongue sliding into my mouth with hungry urgency. Her body pressed flush against me, the soft curves of her breasts and the press of her hips making the academy uniform feel like thin, teasing barriers. Yerin was right there on my other side, kissing along my jaw and neck, her hands slipping under my shirt to stroke warm skin.
Val locked the door with a soft click and leaned against it for a moment, watching us with that faint, affectionate smile. “I’ll keep things from getting too one-sided,” she murmured, already stepping closer.
I broke the kiss with Yoona just long enough to grin at both sisters. “You two look ridiculously good in those uniforms. The second I saw you standing by that fountain I wanted to do exactly this.”
Yerin laughed against my throat, the sound low and pleased. “Good. Because I already planned on keeping most of it on.” She nipped my earlobe. “Clothes stay. That’s half the fun.”
Yoona’s eyes glittered with that heavy succubus heat. She took a half-step back, reached up, and let her true nature bleed through. Elegant, curved black horns spiraled up from her temples, glossy and sharp against her red hair. The tips caught the soft light of the room. A faint shimmer of power rolled off her skin, and her scent thickened, sweet, heady, impossible to ignore.
“I like when you take control,” she said, voice already husky. “Use them if you want.”
I didn’t need a second invitation. My hand slid into her hair, fingers wrapping firmly around the base of one horn. The texture was smooth, warm, almost alive under my palm. I tugged just enough to tip her head back and claim her mouth again, harder this time. Yoona melted into it with a soft, needy sound, her body going pliant the moment I held her by the horns. Her hands fisted in the front of my shirt.
Yerin dropped to her knees first, tugging at my belt with practiced fingers. “My turn to taste,” she purred, looking up at me through her lashes while she freed my cock. The cool air of the room hit heated skin for only a second before her warm mouth closed over the head.
She sank down slowly, tongue swirling, taking me deeper with every bob of her head. The pleated skirt flared around her thighs as she knelt, the white shirt and loose navy tie still perfectly in place. Watching her like that, fully dressed, lips stretched around me, sent a sharp pulse of heat straight through my gut.
Yoona stayed on her feet only because I still had her by the horn. I guided her down beside her sister with steady pressure. She went willingly, sinking to her knees on the other side of my cock.
Yerin pulled off with a wet pop and immediately shared, the two of them trading lazy, messy kisses around the tip. Their tongues brushed each other and me at the same time. Saliva mixed. The soft, wet sounds filled the quiet room.
Val moved in behind them. She knelt as well, one hand sliding under Yerin’s short skirt to stroke along the soft skin of her inner thigh, the other cupping Yoona’s breast through the crisp white shirt and dark blazer. She leaned in and kissed the side of Yerin’s neck while her fingers found the edge of Yerin’s panties and slipped underneath. Yerin moaned around my cock at the first push of Val’s fingers, the vibration traveling straight up my shaft.
“That’s it,” I murmured, voice rough.
My free hand rested on Yerin’s head, not forcing, just holding, while the other stayed wrapped around Yoona’s horn. I used the grip to guide Yoona’s mouth onto me whenever Yerin pulled back to breathe. Yoona took me deeper than her sister, relaxed and eager, the head of my cock pressing the back of her throat. Her eyes watered a little, but the look she gave me was pure heat, she loved every second of being directed by the horns.
Yerin’s free hand stroked what neither of them could fit, twisting gently on the wet shaft while her tongue worked the underside. Val’s fingers moved steadily between Yerin’s legs, the wet sound of her fingering the younger twin almost as loud as the blowjob. Every time Val curled her fingers just right, Yerin’s throat fluttered around me and she had to pull off with a gasp.
“Fuck, you two look perfect like this,” I said, watching them. “Uniforms still on, mouths full, horns out… I’m not going to last long if you keep going this hard.”
Yoona pulled off just long enough to speak, lips shiny and swollen. “Don’t hold back. I want to taste it.”
She leaned in again, but this time I used the horn to hold her still for a second, making her wait. Her pupils blew wider. A soft, frustrated sound escaped her throat. When I finally let her take me again she sank down like she was starving for it.
Val shifted her attention, moving behind Yoona. She opened a few buttons of the student council president’s white shirt, just enough to free one full breast, and closed her mouth over the stiff nipple. Yoona’s moan vibrated around my cock.
Val’s other hand slid under Yoona’s longer skirt, finding her already soaked and working two fingers inside without hesitation. The dual stimulation made Yoona’s rhythm stutter, she had to pull back and catch her breath, a thin string of saliva connecting her lower lip to the head of my cock.
Yerin immediately took the opening, swallowing me down again while her sister recovered. The two of them fell into a messy, overlapping rhythm, one sucking, one licking the shaft and balls, trading places whenever the other needed air. Val kept both of them worked up, alternating between fingering and sucking on their breasts, leaving wet marks on the fabric of their uniforms.
I tightened my grip on Yoona’s horn and pulled her up just enough that only the tip stayed in her mouth. She looked up at me, eyes glassy, waiting. The control made something dark and satisfied settle in my chest. I held her there for a few long seconds, letting her tongue swirl desperately, before guiding her back down. She took every inch without resistance.
“Professor roleplay,” Yerin said suddenly, the words slightly muffled because her lips were still brushing the base of my cock. She pulled off and looked up with a wicked little smirk, cheeks flushed. “You already said we look hot in the uniforms. I’ve always wanted to do the whole ‘naughty students getting punished after hours’ thing. You can be the strict professor who catches us doing something we shouldn’t… and decides we need a proper lesson.”
The image hit hard. Both of them still on their knees in full academy uniform, lips shiny, one of them with horns out and my hand still wrapped around the base. Val’s fingers still moving between their legs. It was almost too perfect.
𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
“Yeah,” I said, voice low. “We can do that. But first I want both of you to finish what you started.”
They didn’t need more encouragement. Yerin and Yoona went back to work with renewed focus, trading my cock between them in long, wet strokes. Whenever one of them deepthroated, the other licked and sucked at the base or the heavy balls beneath. Val stayed right there, keeping both sisters on the edge with her hands and mouth, kissing them, fingering them, sucking marks onto the soft skin of their breasts above the half-open shirts.
The dual heat of their mouths, the wet sounds, the way Yoona’s throat fluttered every time I tugged her horn, and the soft, desperate noises Yerin made whenever Val’s fingers hit the right spot all stacked on top of each other. Pressure built fast at the base of my spine. I warned them once, voice rough, and neither pulled away.
I came hard across both their tongues and lips, thick pulses that they shared without hesitation. Yerin caught most of it first, then turned and kissed it into Yoona’s open mouth. They traded the taste between them while Val watched with half-lidded eyes, still slowly working her fingers inside both girls.
When they finally pulled back, breathing hard, faces flushed and shiny, I kept my hand on Yoona’s horn a moment longer. She leaned into the hold, eyes soft and satisfied.
Yerin wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand and grinned up at me, the navy tie still slightly askew. “So… Professor. Ready to start the real lesson? Because I think two very naughty students just earned themselves a long afternoon of discipline.”
Val finally withdrew her fingers from both of them, lifting the shiny digits to her own mouth for a slow taste. “I’ll make sure they stay in their uniforms the whole time,” she said quietly. “And I’ll help keep them open and ready for whatever punishment you decide on.”
I looked down at the two of them still kneeling in their rumpled academy clothes, Yerin’s short skirt flipped up just enough to show the edge of soaked panties, Yoona’s shirt half-unbuttoned and one breast still out, black horns gleaming, lips swollen from use and felt the heat in my blood surge right back up.
“Get up,” I said, voice already carrying the edge of the role they wanted. “Both of you. Against the desk. Hands flat on the surface. Professor’s about to decide exactly how this particular detention is going to go.”
They rose together, still a little shaky, and moved to the heavy wooden desk against the far wall. Val followed, already reaching to adjust their skirts higher and spread their stance a little wider. The air in the soundproofed room felt thick with heat and the scent of sex.
I stepped behind them, one hand still resting possessively on the base of Yoona’s horn, and let the professor persona settle fully into place.
The real lesson was only just beginning.