Amiee Cambridge and Melanie Hicks - Multi-Milfverse - Tale of Two Nikki's

Melanie Hicks stands by the pool in her bikini when a glowing tear splits the air beside her. Cory Chase steps through. She sizes Melanie up, then says, "You're not Nikki." Melanie answers fast, like she's been rehearsed for this: "Actually, she's right here. I'm Nikki—inside her body." Okay then. Today she's Nikki. Cory grips that arm hard enough to bruise and drags her through the portal. Next victim is working on her red Corvette in the garage. Amiee Cambridge. Cory just says one word: Nikki? Amiee nods, wrenching the socket wrench from her hand. Two false Nikkis, one mission. "Fuck your step-son," Cory orders, sharp and cold, "or Luke destroys every version of us that ever breathed." The women don't even blink. They swarm each other instead. Cory sucks Melanie-Nikki's heavy tits first, rolling her nipple under a wet tongue. Amiee-Nikki drops in to lick the other, teeth flashing, both of them moaning like they just discovered sin. First Nikki jumps onto the table, knees spread, pussy glistening. Second Nikki buries her face between those thighs, tongue working in long, obscene strokes. Behind her, Cory drops low and spreads her wide—licks her cunt, her tight backdoor, everything at once. Positions trade fast. Cory eats the second Nikki while the first is riding her tongue. Chairs scrape. First Nikki plants her pussy on the other woman's mouth; Cory kneels and cleans the second girl at the same time. All three come in a ragged tangle, sweaty and swearing. Cory licks her lips, finishes her plan. "Individually. Together. Each fuck ends with his cum on your faces. Then maybe you get to go home." Amiee-Nikki—"the fast and loose one"—finds Luke later in his bedroom and tells him exactly what that means. She pulls his cock free, wet-sucks it until it's shiny, then flops onto her back and begs for it. He gives it raw, missionary to doggy, pounding until he cums deep inside her, pulse after pulse. A different doorway opens. Melanie-Nikki, "bikini version," waits on another bed in nothing but peach string. She's already seen how the game plays. She strips that thong, blows him with slanted eyes, then rides him cowgirl until the veins on her thighs stand out. He flips her missionary, then doggy again, until she gasps for the load. Luke answers by emptying himself inside her cunt while she thanks him like a prayer. Downstairs the final act waits. Two women, both claiming to be his step-mother. They strip each other, sit open-legged on the kitchen chairs, bare and dripping. He starts with bikini Nikki, fucking her in plain sight while the fast and loose one fingers herself and watches. Then he switches, back and forth, taking whichever wet hole begs loudest. When he's almost there he orders both to their knees, mouths open, tongues out. He jerks one long spurt into each mouth, streaks of cum on pink lips. They swallow, eyes never leaving his, satisfied. One more portal crackles open in his room. Cory steps through alone, mint-green lace barely covering anything. "Now me, Johnny Rifle," she tells him. "Only way home." She shoves him onto the bed, strips slow, teasing. Settles on his face in a 69 until both of them are slick and shaking, then offers up her pussy in every position he wants—doggy to missionary—until he pulls out and paints her tongue with the last of his load. When they swallow it down, the portal flares, taking everyone home. The Multi MILFverse stays intact another day.