Amy snapped to, realizing she'd gone too far—her eyes shot up, slamming into Aurora's dead-on stare. The sisters froze, caught in a wide-eyed showdown, the air thick as hell.
Everything stalled—'til Anirudh, totally out of the loop, piped up, "Yo, babe, hitting the spot, right?" No reply. He popped his head out from Aurora's sweet spot, tracking her gaze to the door. There was Amy, face lit up like a firetruck, one hand on her chest, the other buried under her gown. Dude went rigid.
What's she doing here? And that pose…
Even Anirudh's quick brain short-circuited, blank on what the fuck was happening.
"Amy…" Aurora cut through, voice low and steady.
"Uh!" Amy yelped on instinct, panic flashing hard. Aurora should've been the one sweating, but she'd danced through worse—cooling off fast, her vibe straight-up owning the shy Amy.
"C'mere…" Aurora crooked a finger, calm as ice. Amy always rolled with her sister's lead, and now, guilt eating her up, she didn't dare push back. She nudged the door wide and shuffled in, stiff as a board.
Aurora slid over, plopping on the bed's edge, putting Anirudh's still-hard beast front and center. Pointing right at it, she hit her with, "Wanna taste?"
"Huh?" Amy flinched—Anirudh damn near choked. Aurora's a savage—busted by her sis and not even blinking, just running the whole damn show.
"Real talk—want it?" Aurora leaned in, brushing off their shock.
"…Yeah," Amy mumbled, crumbling under her sister's heat, spilling what she'd been craving minutes ago.
"Then quit stalling. Didn't I tell you? Grab what you want—life's too short for bullshit." Aurora scooted over, clearing the deck.
"Uh…" Amy balked. She was dying for it, but now? Like this?
"Don't get all shy—c'mon, beats the hell outta any toy…" Aurora smirked at Amy's stunned face, tugging her onto the bed.
That throbbing monster stared her down, Aurora's nod egging her on—Amy's hunger went nuclear. Fuck holding back—she leaned in, lips parting, and took Anirudh in.
It stuffed her mouth, scorching heat hooking her hard. Her tongue grazed the tip—bam, her throat went desert-dry, some wild-ass spark wiping her brain clean.
"Taste good?" Aurora's voice dripped honey. Amy gave a tiny nod.
"Hell yeah? Then dive in. Tonight, we're ride-or-die—let's break this punk…" Aurora threw down a wild plan, and Amy, lit up by her words, went to town on Anirudh's junk. Her moves were green, but that gown slipping low, curves popping, and Aurora half执书签到这里 half-naked beside her? Anirudh was tripping hard—never saw this coming, let alone this fast. That mental and physical rush had him teetering on the edge of pure bliss. Aurora's "ride-or-die, break him" line? He laughed it off.
Me? Young and jacked—no way I'm tapping out.
Watching Amy find her groove, Aurora grinned, her nerves chilling out. She'd freaked at first, blank on how to face her sister—pulling Amy in killed the weirdness and kept their bond tight.
Amy was all-in now, and Aurora caught Anirudh's eye. The little shit winked and flipped a thumbs-up. She smirked, dipped low, and ran her tongue along his junk's base while Amy hit the tip. That top-to-bottom buzz fried Anirudh, raw moans ripping out.
"Amy, don't let him hog the goods—flip like I did, let him hit you back…"
"Huh…" Amy's already red face went nuclear. Still a virgin, pulling this with Aurora watching was insane—baring it all for Anirudh? No shot she could hack it.
"No shame—it's fire, swear, I was gone…" Aurora purred, one hand slipping between Amy's thighs, stroking soft. Amy quivered, then, with Aurora's nudge, swung around.
That gown hung loose—no panties, ditched ages ago—she was wide open.
"Oh…" Anirudh's tongue grazed her, and Amy jolted, a quick gasp popping out…