“He could never be papi to me. You will always be papi, even if you cheated on me with a thousand girls. It’s just how things are. Papi traditionally has certain rights and privileges that other men don’t get. It might be different ones than in the past, but that much will never change. A guy like Aaron is sweet, lovable, and makes me want to put his head to my bosom and let him suck my tits … makes me want to mother him. He doesn’t make me want to surrender my body and soul to him. A guy like you does. I can promise you that Natalie feels much the same way about it. It’s a very different kind of love, but it’s still love,” Bianca went on at length.
“It’s an intriguing notion, but if Detroit wins, I’ll still be bent over and taking it up the butt, because I’m a man of my word,” I reminded Bianca, making her laugh.
“Don’t worry, lover. You can still take it all out on me and my culo,” my girlfriend reassured me, even moaning and curling her toes at that thought, “frankly, though, the hottest fantasy is you putting a bun in your sister’s oven and having her show a baby bump while she walks down the aisle and takes vows to another man. That would be the ultimate proof that you’re Il Padrino, to invoke my Sicilian side here. By the way, did you see how she reacted to even the thought of rimming you? Yeah, she wants you in the worst way, babe.”
“She also wants to suck your tits. You can just tell, can’t you?” I teased Bianca as I spilled my load up her sweet, tight Latin ass.
“Yes, well, win or lose, she might just get her wish there, and I might try to coax her into letting me shower with her now and then, anyway. She’s so adorable, your twin sister … she’s like you, but more vulnerable and more submissive. I love it!” Bianca encouraged my fantasies of my sister nestled at her bosom, sucking away at her nipples, even drinking some actual breast milk from my girlfriend.
“You’d love that, wouldn’t you?” I grinned as we started to shower together, letting the hot water jets relax us after such an intense act of sodomy.
“Yes, but I also love this … and moments like just now, when you’re in my bottom, your skin is rubbing me just the right way, and you encourage my naughtiness with such delightfully steamy pillow talk,” Bianca confessed as she enjoyed my hands washing her … no puff for her in cases like this … she wanted to feel my flesh caressing hers.
“Is that so, babe? Good to know, because I love that, too,” I admitted, making her squirm as she ground her booty against my cock, trapping me for a moment between her cheeks.
“Admit it, you like both kinds of cleavage and I have both, don’t you … such soft, smooth skin, a cleft, an opening that you can fall into, your body penetrating me in ways that few men can, impaling and plundering me for your own desires,” Bianca teased me as she let me wash her hair now, my fingers going through her jet-black tresses.
“Oh, that is definitely very sensual, very erotic for sure. I love everything about you, physically and otherwise, the way that you surprise me at times, your hazel eyes, your long, dark hair, your curves, breasts, bottom … your sweet, lovable pout when you want your way,” I answered as she washed me clean, her hands exploring my body as much as she could.
“Bedtime, or are you ready for more?” Bianca asked me, bending over the bathroom sink to tempt the hell out of me.
That was when the bathroom door burst open and Natalie walked in with Aaron in tow, her arms holding him tight to squeeze him almost as tightly as a python, or so it looked to me. She kissed him aggressively, too, and I started to lead Bianca back to the bedroom to give them space. Natalie was having none of it. She didn’t want to hide her play with Aaron from us, even as they started the shower and focused on each other for now.
“If you want to fuck her over the sink while we shower, go for it, bro … I would love to hear the sounds of your steamy sex and I can promise you that we’ll be having shower sex ourselves,” Natalie noticeably didn’t ask Aaron about his desires this time … then again, his grin made it apparent that he loved every second of this.
Before I knew it, we were now engaged in a rather heated quickie in front of the sink, simultaneously fucking while my sister and her boyfriend kept things hot and heavy in the shower. I was balls deep inside Bianca and very glad that I had washed up before doing this, as I didn’t want her to catch a UTI or something awful like that. We kept it up, very wild as I felt Bianca’s sweet snatch trap my cock for several minutes, my right hand engaged in toying with her clit to bring her closer to the brink. It wasn’t until I moved that hand back to her ass for control and started finger-fucking her asshole with my left that she came, however … and God was she loud.
Right then, Bianca came on me and squeezed hard on my dick, which led to me cumming almost exactly when Natalie screamed her own release, and actually hearing her climax was something fierce. Bianca’s cumming style was much more about toes curling, whimpering, and clenching my cock until my own release is inevitable. She admitted to me that she trained herself to do that last part in order to make the orgasm as simultaneous as possible, as she loved cumming close together. I pulled out and was once again about to lead Bianca back to bed when Natalie and Aaron stepped out of the shower, the former with a satisfied smile, and got our attention once more.
“Oh, damn … I love this … can we make this a regular thing, to take turns showering back to back and share the bathroom … you know, do things while each other showers and fucks in the shower? This is fucking hot to even contemplate it … It would be another great reason to live together, just the four of us, don’t you think?” Natalie told me as she actually planted a kiss directly on my lips and Aaron did the same to Bianca.
“Don’t be mad. I told him to kiss Bianca, though she clearly enjoyed it. How about it, guys? Whatever else happens between us, bets or whatever, whatever deals we have, can we all agree to live together, to freely share the bathroom without modesty, embarrassment, shame, etc., and to kiss each other on the lips? Maybe even,” Natalie produced a real shocker here by slipping in some tongue, “French kiss each other, guys?”