The Competition

Eliza Jane and Ayumi Anime are chilling in her room, just shooting the shit. When Eliza leans in for a kiss, Ayumi pulls back. She keeps glancing at the door like Cherie De Ville downstairs is gonna burst in any second. Eliza laughs it off. Her mom’s one of the cool ones. Totally fine with her being gay. Only catch? Every time Eliza gets something new, Cherie wants it too. New clothes, new car, new girlfriend. Doesn’t matter. She has to have it. Right on cue, Cherie’s at the door, peeking in. One look at Ayumi and she’s through the doorway like she owns the place. Introduces herself with that cocky smile, like she already knows how this ends. Eliza told the truth. Her mom wants a taste. Ayumi barely has time to react before Cherie yanks off her own shirt and presses Ayumi’s hands right onto those big tits. Says a woman with her experience can teach a girl plenty. Ayumi’s frozen, eyes wide, not sure if she should run or stay. Eliza’s had enough. She rips her own shirt off and tells her mom two can play that game. Now Ayumi’s got a choice. Mother or daughter. Blonde or brunette. Both stacked, both staring like they want to devour her. She doesn’t pick one. She grabs both.