Eyes Unseen: The Temptation of Lilia

"Not at all, my dear Lilia. Allen replied stiffly, playing along with her act, forcing himself to maintain eye contact despite the tempting mounds of flesh mere inches from his face. "I'm merely wondering what delicious dish I should choose for dessert."

Lilia smirked at that, running her tongue slowly over her lips. "I can think of a few things you could... sample," she whispered huskily, letting her hand drift down to her chest, toying idly with the edge of her top. She pushed her tits together with her arms, and her nipples finally made a bid for freedom, popping out ever so slightly. "But I'm afraid they're only on the... special menu."

Alma, who had been watching the charged exchange with growing unease, blushed fiercely, her gaze darting nervously between the seductive maid and her brother. "Lilia, Allen, please," she said, her tone a mixture of embarrassment and frustration. "Can't you at least wait until we've finished our meal before carrying on like this?"

Lilia chuckled. , a low, throaty sound that sent a shiver down Alma's spine. "My apologies, princess," Lilia purred, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "I just can't help myself when I'm around your brother. He's such a... powerful, dominant man." She leaned in closer to Allen, her breath hot against his ear. "I can't help but want to serve him in any way he desires."

Alma opened her mouth to protest, to demand that Lilia stop this outrageous behavior, but before she could react, Lilia's hands slid up to the back of Allen's head and pulled his face towards her own.

She crushed her mouth against his in a passionate kiss, her tongue hungrily seeking entrance. Allen's eyes widened in surprise, but he soon found himself returning the kiss, his tongue meeting hers in a sensual duel. Alma watched in shock and disbelief as the two lovers began to make out, right there in front of her, completely oblivious to her presence.

Lilia moaned into the kiss, her hands roaming across Allen's broad chest, feeling his hard muscles beneath the thin fabric of his shirt. Her body pressed against his, and she could feel his growing arousal through his pants, sending a jolt of excitement through her. She deepened the kiss, her hands gripping his shirt tightly, desperate for more contact. Allen growled low in his throat, his hands cupping her ass, pulling her even closer. The kiss grew more and more heated, both of them losing themselves in the passion of the moment.

As Allen and Lilia continued to make out, Alma watched with growing discomfort and indignation. She couldn't believe how brazen they were being, practically ignoring her presence and making no attempt to conceal their amorous activities. She could see the bulge in Allen's pants growing larger, and Lilia's fingers fumbled eagerly at the buttons of his shirt, trying to undo them. It was clear that their desire for each other was reaching a fever pitch, and Alma feared that it would soon reach the point of no return.

Shaking her head in utter exasperation, Alma released a heavy resigned sigh. "I don't know why I even expected anything else from the two of you. You're always like this—utterly shameless, with no regard for propriety or discretion in your displays of lust." She pinched the bridge of her nose, fighting the urge to flee the dining hall and leave them to their salacious antics. "Just... can you at least be discreet? There are other people here, you know."

Allen and Lilia broke apart from their passionate embrace, their faces flushed and their eyes glazed with desire. They exchanged a brief, heated glance, and Lilia nodded her assent, a wicked grin tugging at her lips.

"Of course, Alma," Lilia said, her voice dripping with mock sincerity. "You have my word." She turned to Allen, a wicked grin on her face. "Isn't that right, master?"

"Absolutely," Allen replied, returning her smile with a smirk of his own. "We wouldn't want to scandalize the rest of the household, now would we?"

"No, indeed," Lilia murmured, her tone laced with barely suppressed desire. "Then let us carry on, shall we?" She paused, her eyes glinting with feigned innocence as she slowly slid down off her seat, crouching low to the ground. "I would hate to keep you waiting any longer, master," she purred, her eyes never leaving Allen's as she began to crawl slowly beneath the dining table.

Alma watched, wide-eyed, as the maid made her way towards Allen, her ass swaying seductively as she moved. Her skirt rode up, exposing her pale, smooth thighs and the hint of black lace panties underneath.

"What... what are you doing?" Alma asked, her voice tinged with trepidation.

"Oh, nothing much," Lilia replied nonchalantly, her eyes still locked on Allen's. "I'm simply going to give my master what he wants—a taste of my... delectable dessert." She smirked, her eyes sparkling with mischief, as she reached Allen's chair and settled herself between his legs. "But don't worry, Alma," she added, her tone playful. "I promise I'll be discreet."

And with that, she reached out and began to unfasten the belt around Allen's waist, her deft fingers making quick work of the buckle. Allen's breathing quickened as she slowly undid his pants, her hands sliding over the growing bulge in his boxers. Lilia bit her lip in anticipation as she felt his hardness, a rush of heat coursing through her body.

"Mmm, looks like someone's excited to see me," Lilia murmured, her tone sultry and teasing.

"Stop it," Alma hissed, her cheeks flushing pink. "This is beyond scandalous. Someone could walk in at any moment!"

Lilia's answer came in the form of a mischievous grin as she began to stroke Allen's hardening cock through the thin fabric of his boxers.

"Well, if someone did walk in, they'd see your brother getting the best blowjob of his life," she replied, her voice muffled as she leaned down, her breath hot against his already-throbbing cock. "And who would blame him? I'm pretty good, if I do say so myself."

Alma blushed, her heart pounding furiously in her chest as the maid's words echoed in her mind. She tried to speak, but no words would come. Her throat felt dry and constricted, and her face was burning hotter than the sun. She could feel her entire body trembling with a mixture of anxiety and arousal.

Allen, on the other hand, was completely unaffected by the situation. He sat there, calmly sipping his drink, his expression nonchalant as the maid eagerly tugged his underwear down, revealing his hard, thick, veiny cock.

"Ahhh, what a lovely, delicious cock," Lilia breathed, her eyes wide and lustful. "So big and juicy." She wrapped her slender fingers around the shaft, stroking it slowly, feeling it grow even harder and bigger under her touch. It's going to feel so good in my mouth," she murmured, licking her lips hungrily.

Alma gasped aloud, her eyes widening as she took in the sight of her brother's erection, now fully exposed. She had seen it many times before, of course, but never so close up, and certainly not when it was so aroused and ready to fuck.

"Bloody hell, brother, your cock is so huge," Alma blurted out, her face flushed bright red. "No wonder Lilia's so keen to get her mouth on you."

Lilia smiled smugly, glancing over her shoulder at Alma. "Oh, he's more than just big, princess," she said, winking at the younger twin. "He's also incredibly thick and full of cum. Just wait until you see him shoot his load down my throat," she teased, licking her lips in anticipation.

"I—I have no interest in seeing that," Alma stammered, averting her eyes, desperately trying to ignore the throbbing heat between her legs.

"Suit yourself, princess," Lilia purred, turning back to face Allen. "Now, where were we?" Before Allen could respond, Lilia lowered her palm onto the tip of his cock and started grinding it slowly, coating the bulbous head with a thick layer of precum.

Allen shuddered, a low moan escaping his lips. He gripped the armrests of his chair tightly, trying to remain composed. But it was a futile effort; the maid's soft, nimble hands were bringing him far too much pleasure for him to maintain any semblance of composure.

She would speed up and slow down, sometimes wrapping her full hand around my cock and sometimes stroking me with just her thumb and forefinger ringed around my cock. It was dizzyingly good. The sensations were incredible. I looked at her and saw that to say she was enjoying herself was an understatement.

"God damn it, Lilia," he groaned, his head tilting back as the pleasure surged through his body. "You're fucking killing me."

Lilia giggled, pleased with herself. "Not yet, but I will," she replied, her voice husky with lust.

Alma swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry as she watched the maid's skilled fingers sliding up and down Allen's length, coating it with his own sticky juices. Her breathing became heavier and more ragged, and her panties grew increasingly damp with her arousal.

She had always known that her brother's relationship with the maid was less than professional, but this was a whole new level of depravity. It was absolutely scandalous, yet she couldn't tear her eyes away. She had never felt such a potent combination of jealousy and lust before, and it was making her lightheaded.

Meanwhile, Lilia was enjoying every moment of the show she was putting on. She was in her element, her lips curled into a devious smile as she slowly pumped her master's thick cock.

She loved the way it twitched and throbbed in her hands, how his pre-cum was oozing out in copious amounts, dripping down her fingers and wrist. She couldn't wait to feel it shooting into her mouth and down her throat. filling her belly with his hot, sticky seed.

The thought made her pussy tingle, and her nipples hardened with desire. She could feel herself growing wetter and wetter by the second, and her juices were already starting to stain her panties. She wanted him so badly, but she had to be patient.

She had to make sure her performance was worthy of the grand finale.