SMASH or PASS

The staircase was narrow and dark. Luna followed close behind me, her hips swaying with a deliberate, possessive swagger. As we climbed the creaking wooden stairs toward the third floor, the atmosphere changed. The air grew thicker, heavier with a cloying, sweet musk that smelled like overripe fruit mixed with raw arousal.

Luna’s nose twitched, and her tail curled up uneasily. "Nya~ Can you smell it?" she whispered, her voice unusually clear in the silence. "That’s... Lana’s scent~ She lost her mind fully a couple of days ago~ My poor daughter~." Luna smirked but I didn’t feel any real worry in her voice.

Are all catkins this fucked up?

As we reached the landing, the sounds became impossible to ignore: wet slaps, ragged breathing, and the occasional frustrated whine echoing from behind closed doors. The third floor felt alive, vibrating with the desperate energy of three catkins pushed to their breaking point.

The room door creaked open before Luna could even knock. Revealing a catkin with a pair of identical, large pink eyes, her pupils dilated with desire.

"Hnnn~ Granny~ you’re late~"

"Nya~ I’m sorry Leanne darling, I was just occupied with our guest yesterday~" Luna smirked.

’Leanne?...So this is her granddaughter."

Like her grandmother, Leanne had a distinctly hourglass figure, narrow waist, but her hips and thighs carried a softer, more voluptuous weight. Her pale skin was flushed with a feverish pink, a stark contrast to the black lace choker tight around her slender neck, she had a long, pink hair cascading in messy waves over her bare shoulders and the generous swell of her breasts, which are plump and full, with dark pink nipples pebbled hard against the stifling air.

Leanne stood there, one hand gripping the doorframe so hard her knuckles were white, the other shamelessly sliding down between her thighs. Her pink hair was a tangled mess, and her eyes wide and glowing locked onto me with terrifying intensity.

"We’ve been waiting so long, granny~ It’s not fair to take the man all for yourself~ hnn~" Leanne breathed, her pupils so dilated they nearly swallowed the pink irises.

"Oh, it was just one day. Nya~ Tsk. You really are as impatient as your mother." Luna sighed.

"Mom...is she alright?" Leanne asked, but her eyes were fixed on me, scrutinizing me from head to toe, lingering particularly on my crotch.

Luna chuckled. "She’s still alive, but locked up still. This is Noel. Be good to him."

Leanne didn’t wait for an invitation. She leaned forward, sniffing the air around my groin with a desperate, audible inhale. "You smell like her... like the cum inside grandmother’s cunt..." A slow, hungry grin spread across her face.

"That fucking old slut really toyed with you good didn’t she~?" Leanne laughed.

I didn’t move, I didn’t even know what to say.

"I said be good to him." Luna said with a playful tone of reproach.

"Oh, we will," Leanne said softly, a strangely sweet smile playing on her lips. "We’ll be...very good to him. Right, sister?" she asked, gesturing toward the dark room behind her.

A softer, hoarser voice came from the shadows, filled with an irrepressible longing. "...Yes."

"Come in. Before we fucking die."

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"I’ll leave to it then~ Nya~"

"Wait—"

As soon as I crossed the threshold, Luna clicked the door shut behind me, sealing out the hallway and trapping me in a room that felt like a furnace. The musk here was overwhelmingly thick, enough to taste on my tongue.

The moment the door closed behind me, Leanne’s fingers slipped into my belt. The room was dark, with only a flickering oil lamp providing dim light. The air was thick enough to chew, filled with the intertwined hormones of the two sisters. A sweet floral scent mixed with musk, and an almost frantic, burning neediness.

Leanne wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her soft, sweat slicked breasts against my chest. Her skin was burning hot, as if she were running a fever.

"Finally that old slut is gone. Leana and I were dying here." she whimpered against my ear.

From the bed, Leana the shy twin scrambled upright. Her pink hair was plastered to her forehead with sweat, and her thighs were spread wide in the dim light, her pussy glistening and exposed. She looked like she was on the verge of tears, her body twitching with every ragged breath.

"Please..." Leana’s voice was a broken whisper, barely audible over the sound of her own labored breathing. "Don’t make us wait anymore. It hurts... it fucking hurts so bad..."

I gulped.

The air in the small room hung heavy, thick with the scent of desperate, female heat. Leanne, her back now pressed against my chest, guided my hands. The moment my palms slid up the scorching hot, satiny skin of her thighs, a shudder ripped through her entire frame.

"Fuck... yes..." she hissed, her head lolling back against my shoulder.

Her thighs were thick, soft, and already slick with her own arousal. As my hands moved higher, I could feel the heat radiating from her core, an almost feverish warmth. Her hips were full and round, designed for childbearing, and the cheeks of her ass were plush and heavy in my grip.

My thumbs brushed against the soaked, swollen lips of her pussy, and she cried out, her back arching sharply. "There! Right there!" she begged, her voice breaking.

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From the bed, Leana let out a choked, needy sob. She had crawled closer, the smooth skin of her belly and the full, heavy curve of her own hips now on full display in the flickering candlelight. Her cunt was visibly flushed and swollen, and her pink tail lashed the mattress behind her with frantic energy.

"Please," Leana whispered again, her pink eyes glassy with tears of frustration and pain. "I can’t... I can’t wait anymore..."

Leanne pushed me onto a bed in the center of the room covered with a rumpled blanket.

She laughed as she straddled my waist, leaning down, her pink hair cascading down and brushing my cheek. "The rules are simple Nya~" she whispered, her breath hot. "We are two. You are one. So... this is our game, our rhythm." Her lips were just inches from mine. "You just need to...lie still. Let us love you."

I nodded.

"I see—"

Before I finished speaking, Leana had already unzipped my pants, releasing my already semi-erect penis into the sweltering air. They both let out a simultaneous, hungry moan.

Without hesitation, Leana lowered her head and took my entire head into her mouth, a satisfied whimper escaping from deep within her throat.

"See?" Leanne gasped, watching her sister greedily swallow and spit. "She’s usually so shy...but now? Now she just wants to swallow you whole~ My turn~" She adjusted her position, positioning her wet, burning vulva above my lips, and sat down, burying my face in her sweet, intense breath. "Lick," she commanded, her voice distorted with pleasure.

I had no choice. Her scent was intense and direct, filled with primal urge. I yielded, extending my tongue to find her swollen core.

"Yes...just like that," Leanne let out a long, trembling groan, her hips instinctively beginning to sway back and forth slightly, greedily rubbing against my face. "Oh, God...your tongue..."

Meanwhile, Leana’s oral sex beneath me grew even more frenzied. She no longer swallowed, but tried to engulf me entirely, her nose whimpering, tears welling in her eyes from the urge to suffocate, but she refused to stop. Her hands gripped my thighs tightly, and her nails digging almost into my flesh.

’Woah...’

It was a complete sensory envelopment. The wet, warm sensation of Leanne’s genitals enveloped my face, her sharp, tearful breaths filling my ears.

Leana’s warm, tight throat clung to my penis, each deep throat creating a powerful suction. The air itself seemed to pulsate in sync with their movements.

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Leanne reached her climax first. A short, sharp scream burst from her throat, her body convulsed violently, and hot love juice sprayed onto my chin and neck. She collapsed forward, powerless, her breasts pressed against my chest, breathing heavily.

But she didn’t rest for long. Almost immediately, she slid off of me, freeing me from Leana’s hungry mouth. My penis was wet and glistening, swollen to almost purple.

"Now it’s time for the main event," Leanne said hoarsely, her eyes glazed from the recent climax, but even hungrier. She pushed me down onto the bed, straddling my head with her legs spread, pressing her wet genitals against my mouth again. "And you," she said to Leana, who was still panting, "go ride him. Ride him well. I want him licking me while he’s inside you."

Leana’s pink eyes lit up. She didn’t need to be rushed anymore. She eagerly climbed onto me, adjusted her position, and then sat down without hesitation.

"Nnnnngh..."

Both of us made a sound simultaneously. I was because I was once again enveloped by that incredible tightness and heat, while Leana was because of the violent impact that filled her in an instant. She braced her hands on my chest, tilted her head back, and let out a series of broken, animalistic moans before beginning to rise and fall wildly. Her movements were haphazard, purely instinctive, desperate thrusts.

Leanne pressed her head down, rubbing it hard against my mouth, her second orgasm seeming to come faster and more intensely. "Yes...yes! That’s it! Fuck her! Fuck her hard!" she screamed, whether commanding me or Leana, or both of us, it was unclear.

The sounds in the room transformed into a symphony of debauchery: the sticky slurring of flesh colliding, the intertwined moans and cries of the two sisters, the creaking of the bed frame under its strain. The smells intensified: sweat, sexual fluids, and that lingering, wild musky scent belonging to Leana, tinged with a hint of blood.

[+4 SP]

’She was a virgin?’

Leana’s thrusts grew faster and faster, her body taut like a bow, her pink tail standing erect with intense pleasure, thrashing wildly from side to side. "Big sis—! I’m going to...I’m going to come! I’m going to—!" Her voice abruptly stopped, turning into a silent scream, her insides suddenly contracting and spasming, gripping me tightly, a new warm current washing over my tip.

"Nnnnngh~!"

Almost simultaneously, Leanne arched her back as her second orgasm swept over her like a spasm, and she once again smeared her love juice on my face.

But they didn’t stop. This was only the first round. Leanne collapsed to one side, panting heavily, her eyes glazed over. Leana, however, only slowed her pace slightly, continuing to ride me, her body still trembling from the aftershocks, but she was clearly far from satisfied. She leaned down, her pink hair falling down, her lips pressed against my ear, whispering in a hoarse, almost inaudible voice:

"More...please...more..."

"I—"

To be honest I didn’t even have the chance to do or take any action on my own here.

Those two girls didn’t give me a chance, they were too fierce.

I squeezed her buttocks hard, and then began to thrust roughly in rhythm with her.

The forceful thrust sent a shiver through Leana, eliciting a sharp, cat-like cry that teemed with pain and ecstasy. "Ugh—! Yes! That’s it!" she gasped, her pupils dilating in intense pleasure. My hands gripped and kneaded her rounded buttocks with tremendous force, as if igniting some primal switch within her.

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Her rhythm was disrupted, replaced by a passive acceptance of sorts. She no longer actively rode, but let me slam her upwards with each thrust, each penetration deeper and harder, reaching the very depths of her womb. Her moans became broken, incoherent, turning into simple, tearful breaths. "It’s...it’s going to break...you...ah~! You’re breaking me...!"

Leanne watched, one hand frantically kneading between her legs, the other tracing the lines of my taut abs with her nails. "Look at her... look at her," Leanne gasped, her eyes burning. "She usually blushes for ages if anyone just touched her... but now she’s being fucked like a bitch in heat..." She said with a chuckle.

Then she whispered in my ear. "Harder... get her pregnant... make her remember this day..."

Hearing this, not being able to hold back anymore, I spread Leana’s legs wider, thrusting upwards with near-violent force, using my waist and abdomen to power the impact. Each strike produced a heavy thud, sending Leana flying.

She could no longer utter coherent sounds, only short, suffocating "Hn! Hn! Hn!" sounds escaping her lips uncontrollably, saliva mingling with sweat.

"Nhn—! Nnnnngh—!"

Her inner walls clenched tighter, as if desperately trying to hold me back.

Leanne also felt the approaching climax, and her fingers moved wildly. "Together...we’ll go together sis~..." she screamed, arching her back.

Leana jerked her head up, her pink eyes almost rolling back, and a piercing scream burst from deep within her throat.

"Nnnnngh! I’m going to— I’m going to— again!!!"

This was the only complete word she uttered, followed by a tsunami-like climax. Her pussy convulsed and clenched around me violently, like a fish out of water. A large amount of clear love fluid mixed with other fluids gushed out of her pussy, soaking the sheets beneath us.

Immediately afterward, I reached my limits too. I came violently inside her deepest depths.

My outburst triggered another devastating orgasm within her still-shaking body. "Nya— Hnnn—"

Her body stiffened, and then she slumped limply onto me, completely losing consciousness, with only faint, satisfied breaths proving she was still alive.

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The only sounds in the room were Leanne’s rapid, panting breaths as she reached her climax. And my slight breathing.

A heavy, decadent sexual atmosphere filled the air.

Leanne slowly crawled over, looking at her unconscious sister, a weary yet twisted smile of satisfaction on her face. "...Well done," she murmured, taking a little of the mixed fluids from beneath Leana with her finger and tasting it on her tongue. "She’ll be unconscious for at least a few hours..." She looked up at me, her eyes weary, but the flame of desire still burning within them. "Now...it’s my turn, isn’t it? One-on-one..." She licked her lips, "Let me enjoy myself, Nya~"