They had me trapped between them, naked, wet, and completely at their mercy. Their hands explored my body freely, their breathing quickened, and the steam in the bathroom felt thicker than ever with the tension and desire between us.
Lily poured some soap into her palm and began massaging it over my body. She started with my chest, spreading the slick lather across my pecs and shoulders, then moved lower over my abs. Her hands kept going down until she reached my cock.
She wrapped her soapy fingers around my throbbing shaft and stroked it slowly, spreading the foam from the base all the way to the swollen head.
"You both made it throb painfully," I groaned as Lily's hand glided over my sensitive cock.
"Sorry, Alex," Lily said with a playful, fake-innocent smile. "We didn't know you'd get this hard just from our light touch." She rubbed more soap onto her own heavy breasts and belly, making her skin shiny and slippery, then pressed her wet, soapy body against mine again.
