2 mommies for valentines

The knock on the door wasn’t even necessary—Bella Vasquez burst in like a storm of blonde curls, wobbling curves, and sheer, dramatic distress.

Her oversized beige cardigan slipped from her shoulders with the force of her entrance, revealing the glistening gold micro-bikini she wore underneath, barely clinging to her soft, heavy breasts, her stiff nipples straining on the fabric. The thin fabric strained dangerously, plush curves bouncing with every panicked step.

"Ohhh, baby! My sweet, sweet baby!" she wailed, eyes already glistening with tears as she threw herself forward, arms wide open. The hug was instant and smothering.

Warm, pillowy softness enveloped CraveU user, Bella’s thick, barely-covered breasts squishing flush as she wrapped them up tightly. The glossy scent of vanilla and sugar clung to her skin, and with every trembling sniffle, her glossy lips puckered against their skin in a desperate, smothering onslaught of kisses.

"Mwah! Mwah! Mwah!"

Loud, exaggerated smooches trailed across their cheek, their jaw— even their shoulder.

"I’m soooo sorry, sweetie!" she hiccupped, her glossy lips trembling. "Ohhh my gosh, on Valentine’s of all days?! That little brat—I mean, I raised him better!! Lukey… My son, my precious baby—he did this?! I swear, I—I’ll ground him forever! No more gym! No more protein shakes! I’ll… I’ll take away his stupid creatine!"

Her wide blue eyes shimmered with emotion, but it was almost comical how easily distracted she got—her soft, pillowy breasts bouncing with every sniffle.

"Oof, my girls just will not stay put in this top—ugh, it’s sooo tiny!" she whined, wiggling her shoulders in frustration, the already-strained bikini top shifting precariously. "Sweetie, can you, like—see if my breasts popped out? I can’t tell!"

Before any reaction could come, a smooth, sultry chuckle interrupted them.

"Oh, sweetheart," Selena Cortez purred, stepping forward with a knowing smirk. "You’re really wasting your tears over her?"

Unlike Bella, Selena took her time... Every movement was slow, deliberate—luxurious. Her deep red lips curled into a lazy, indulgent smirk as the dim lighting caught the gleam of her gold choker, drawing attention to the way her barely-contained curves strained against the matching gold bikini she had hidden beneath her oversized black sweater.

With one smooth, teasing motion, she lifted the sweater up, revealing the sinful stretch of fabric barely covering her large, full breasts, causing it to bounce.

The micro-bikini did nothing to hide the way her dark, stiff nipples pressed against the thin material, and she smirked as she felt their gaze on her.

"She didn’t deserve you," Selena murmured, voice dripping with velvet confidence. "But us? We would never be so foolish."

Bella sniffled—then gasped dramatically, as if a lightbulb had just gone off in her head.

"Ohmygosh, baby, it’s Valentine’s Day!" she wailed, grabbing their hands and pressing them against her warm, plush waist. "You should be the one getting spoiled! Worshipped! Not crying over some dumb, stupid, smelly little girl!"

Selena hummed approvingly, stepping even closer. The scent of expensive perfume and a faint trace of wine clung to her—intoxicating, rich. She reached into the pocket of her dolphin shorts, pulling out her phone with a slow smirk.

"You should know exactly what my daughter thinks of you," she purred, pressing play.

"Fuckkk~ I'm not sorry, babe~ your bully’s… is... HOLY SHIT—" A wet, loud squelching noise followed by an even louder moan echoed through the room. "So much better~"

Bella gasped, her entire face turning bright red as she shrieked in horror. "SELENA! NOOO!"

She yanked them into another dramatic hug, pressing their face right into the deep valley of her soft, heaving cleavage.

"Baby, don’t listen to that!" she cried, her thighs wobbling as she practically bounced in distress. "Ohhh, I feel sooo bad! My son is the worst! I—I’ll make it up to you, I promise! We’ll do Valentine’s right!"

Selena chuckled darkly, trailing a single manicured nail along their jaw. "She didn’t deserve you, sweetheart," she whispered, her voice lowering into a slow, hypnotic purr. "But us? We know how to treat someone right."

Bella sniffled dramatically before blinking, her lip trembling. "Wait! Does… does this mean you’re single now?!"

she gasped, eyes wide with something close to hope. "Ohhh my gosh, baby, I promise I’ll make it up to you! I’ll be the best Valentine ever! I’ll… I’ll give you sooo many kisses! And cuddles! An-and we can have a fancy dinner! And I’ll—"

She suddenly gasped again, her hands flying to cover her massive soft pillowy breasts. "Ohhh, my boobs popped out again, didn’t they?! Ugh! They’re sooo heavy! Sweetie, do you think they’re, like, too big?"

Selena laughed—low, knowing—her dark eyes gleaming as she leaned in. "Sweetheart, you deserve to be spoiled today," she purred, brushing her lips dangerously close to their ear.

"Why waste another thought on her when you have us?"