The iron gates of the House of Three Roses creaked open, revealing a grand foyer bathed in the golden glow of chandeliers.
Crimson roses climbed the walls, their petals glistening as if kissed by dew, and the air was thick with the heady scent of musk and anticipation.
Evelyn stepped forward, her voluptuous curves swaying beneath her blouse, her blonde hair catching the light like spun gold.
Her emerald eyes flickered with resolve, tempered by the pulse of desire that had simmered since her last encounter with Tessa.
Jack followed, his lean frame tense but steady, his jeans and shirt a stark contrast to the opulence around him.
Lila's lithe body practically vibrated with excitement, her denim shorts and tank top clinging to her toned thighs and pert breasts, her sapphire eyes gleaming with her latex fetish's unquenched hunger.
The triplet sisters awaited them, their towering, muscular forms a vision of power and allure.
Tessa, her black hair cascading like a midnight river, stood with a sultry smile, her bronze skin radiant, her futanari bulge pronounced beneath her sheer robe.
Jessa's softer curves were wrapped in a flowing silk gown, her warm eyes locking onto Jack with a teasing wink that made him blush.
Nessa, stern and sharp, her leather corset accentuating her massive breasts, gave Lila a nod that sent a shiver through her, her strict dominance a silent promise.
"Welcome," Tessa purred, her voice a velvet caress that enveloped the family. "We've been hoping you'd come."
"Are you ready?" Jessa asked, her tone soft but laced with mischief, her gaze sweeping over Jack, then Evelyn and Lila.
Her fingers brushed Jack's arm, a fleeting touch that reignited the memory of her warmth.
Lila nodded eagerly, her cheeks flushing, her body already thrumming with anticipation. Jack swallowed hard, his voice low but firm.
"We're ready." Evelyn met Tessa's gaze, her lips parting slightly, a silent affirmation of their shared need.
"Then come," Nessa said, her voice a commanding purr, gesturing toward the winding staircase.
"We'll prepare you… individually, first."
Each sister took their partner's hand—Tessa with Evelyn, Jessa with Jack, Nessa with Lila—leading them to private chambers down a corridor lined with velvet drapes and flickering candles.
The air pulsed with promise, the House of Three Roses a labyrinth of desire waiting to unfold.
Tessa led Evelyn into a chamber where a four-poster bed draped in crimson silk dominated the space, its pillows scented with roses.
The walls were adorned with mirrors, reflecting the candlelight and their entwined shadows.
Tessa's robe slipped to the floor, revealing her muscular yet curvaceous form, her massive breasts heaving, her thick futanari cock half-erect against her thigh.
"Undress for me, sweet thing," she murmured, her dark eyes smoldering, her voice a sultry command that sent a shiver through Evelyn.
Evelyn's fingers trembled as she shed her blouse and skirt, her naked curves glowing in the warm light.
Her full breasts swayed, her nipples hardening in the air, and her shaved mound glistened faintly, betraying her burgeoning arousal.
Tessa's smile was predatory yet tender as she guided Evelyn to the plush bed, laying her face-up on the silk sheets.
"Let me worship you," Tessa whispered, pouring warm, rose-scented oil into her palms, its fragrance filling the room like a lover's sigh.
Tessa's strong hands glided over Evelyn's body, kneading her full breasts with slow, deliberate strokes, her fingers circling the soft mounds before pinching her nipples gently, coaxing them into taut peaks.
The oil slicked her skin, amplifying every touch, and Evelyn's soft moans filled the air as Tessa's hands traced her hips, dipping between her inner thighs.
Her fingers grazed Evelyn's sensitive mound, teasing her clit with maddening slowness, each brush eliciting a gasp.
"You're so responsive," Tessa purred, her lips brushing Evelyn's ear, her breath hot and teasing. "Let me make you ache for more."
From a velvet-lined box, Tessa retrieved delicate silver nipple clamps, their tips adorned with tiny roses.
She fastened them to Evelyn's hardened nipples, the slight pinch sending a jolt of pleasure through her, her body arching as the sensation deepened.
Tessa tugged gently, the chain between the clamps swaying, then leaned down, her tongue flicking over the clamped peaks, alternating sharp tugs with soft, wet licks.
Evelyn squirmed, her moans growing louder, her breasts tingling with a delicious heat.
"Feel that, sweet thing?" Tessa murmured, her voice thick with desire. "I want you trembling for me."
Tessa reached for a long, black feather, its tip soft as a whisper.
She trailed it along Evelyn's neck, the ticklish sensation making her shiver, then down to her breasts, circling the clamped nipples with agonizing precision.
The feather danced over her stomach, teasing her inner thighs, and finally brushed her clit, its light touch driving Evelyn to the edge of sanity. She gasped, her hips bucking, craving more.
"Please," Evelyn whimpered, her voice raw with need, her body a taut bowstring of desire.
Tessa chuckled, a low, throaty sound, and knelt between Evelyn's spread thighs, her breath warm against her slick pussy.
Her tongue flicked lightly over Evelyn's folds, tasting her sweetness but never lingering, keeping her teetering on the brink.
"Beg for more, sweet thing," Tessa commanded, her voice a sultry taunt, her lips hovering just out of reach.
Evelyn's pleas spilled forth, her voice a desperate melody, but Tessa's teasing continued, her tongue circling her clit with featherlight strokes, stoking her need without granting release.
With a gentle push, Tessa flipped Evelyn onto her stomach, her round ass raised, the oil glistening on her skin.
"You've been so good," Tessa murmured, her hand delivering a firm, rhythmic spank to Evelyn's ass, the warm sting blooming into a delicious heat.
Each strike was measured, alternating with soothing caresses, Tessa's fingers tracing the reddened skin, blending pleasure with the lingering warmth.
Evelyn's moans grew fervent, her body rocking back, her pussy throbbing with unspent desire.
"You're perfect like this," Tessa whispered, her hand grazing Evelyn's slick folds, teasing her clit once more before pulling away, leaving her aching for the orgy to come.