Page 31 of Three Times The Trouble

“God, yes, Zane! Aaah fuck, I’m coming!”

“Fuck,” I curse to myself, throwing my head back as I hear my name leave Chloe’s lips as she comes into Avery’s mouth. Chloe gasps and I know it’s slipped out, though when Avery turns and winks at the camera, I know that was her intention all along.

“Why don’t you want to play with us, daddy?”

Those exact words are what Avery asked me downstairs before heading up with Chloe for their rendezvous. This is 100% intentional. Avery wants me to snap, she wants me to fuck the hell out of her, and she wants me to do it while Chloe is watching. Or is it because she wants Chloe to join in? “Fuuckk.” I curse again, this time dragging out the word in desperation.

I can’t believe I’m even contemplating the idea of fucking my stepdaughter, ex-stepdaughter but it’s so fucking wrong. Sure at one point I might have thought Chloe was crushing on me. I mean I’m a good-looking guy, youngish, fit, not to mention a good shoulder to cry on. Though I never imagined she’d act on saidcrush.

Until now. Until she screamed my name as she climaxed. I’m so fucking screwed, because the only thing I can think about now, is how badly I want to hear it again.

Before I know it, I’m walking up the stairs, and down the hall to Chloe’s bedroom. The door is closed, but I can hear their giggles and whispers behind it, and I may also still have my phone with the livestream video playing.

Here goes nothing. I’ll open the door and walk inside, and if Chloe decides this is what she wants, how can I deny my baby girl on her favorite day of the year? Who am I to rob this sweet girl of a Christmas miracle?

Both their eyes flash to mine, as they lay there in the same position. The sight of Avery’s face between Chloe’s legs from this angle is absolutely intoxicating. Avery smiles, a full Cheshire cat grin, but it’s Chloe who looks like she’s just seen a ghost. The ghost of Christmas fantasies.

“Zane,” she whimpers just as Avery kisses her thigh. My cock twitches the moment Avery kneels, climbing off the bed and toward me. She’s fucking gorgeous, naked, not a hair nor imperfection in sight. Not an ounce of fat, nothing but toned muscle and delicious curves. I reach out to her, placing my hands on her hips and dig my fingers into her as she reaches on her tiptoes to kiss me.

“Taste her on me, Zane. Taste how delicious your baby girl is.”

That snaps my restraint into a million little pieces and I claim Avery like I’ve been wanting to this entire time. She jumps into my arms wrapping her legs around my waist, her pussy rubbing against me, spreading her arousal over my stomach.

“Aaah,” she cries out against me as I grip her ass, and spread her apart, digging my nails into her sweet cheeks.

“I need to taste you both. I’ve been dying to all fucking week.”

I fling her back onto the bed, Chloe bending her knees to her chest as she watches me in shock. I know I want them both, but I need to have Avery first. This girl has been driving me crazy and if I don’t get a taste, I swear I will fucking collapse.

“Spread them for me,” I command, and whatever smart ass remark on the tip of Avery’s tongue, dies on her lips as she obeys. Her eyes move from mine, to Chloe’s, and back to me. I know what she’s asking of me. I turn to Chloe who sits with her knees to her chest covering her tits but giving me the perfect view of her pussy. “You too baby girl,” I groan, and the smile that spreads along her lips makes my heart so fucking full.

That’s my girl.

Chloe eagerly obeys, the twinkle in her eye sparkling brighter than I’ve ever seen before. They’re both splayed out in front of me, wet, glistening little cunts on display, so fucking tempting. I’m dying for a fucking taste.

No scratch that, I need to devour them.

I kiss a trail along Avery’s inner thigh, reaching my fingers to follow the same path along Chloe’s. “This is what you two girls wanted, right?” I utter in between kisses. “To make me snap and lose control.” They both moan in response, their backs arching off the bed as they writhe from the simplest of touches.

But this entire week has been our lead up. An endless array of foreplay and tension ready to erupt.

“It took you long enough to come play,” Avery chuckles, my tongue teasing her entrance. She’s so intoxicating, her scent, the mere sight of her, I can only imagine what she’ll feel like against my mouth.

“Sweetheart you’re not ready for me to play.” I lick through her folds, groaning as I get my first taste of her arousal. She’s already soaking wet and I know it’s from getting Chloe off which works like an aphrodisiac. Like I needed one.

I work Avery to the edge, settling myself between her thighs, my fingers joining in on the fun. My right hand inches closer to Chloe’s lips, and I find my baby girl is fucking drenched. I tease her, my fingers rubbing back and forth. I can’t believe I’m touching her.

Biting down on Avery’s clit, I suck it into my mouth. “Zane, oh Zane.”

“Come for me Avery, then together we’ll make our baby come.” Like magic, she does, moaning and riding her orgasm against my fingers. I can feel Chloe moving against my hand, aching to feel the pleasure Avery is, but I’m afraid to look at her. Although if I do, I’m sure I’d find her watching Avery orgasm for me.

“Now it’s your turn, baby,” Avery murmurs, sitting up and kneeling beside her. She trails her fingers over Chloe’s bare torso, slowly and gently, rubbing them through Chloe’s pussy lips, and spreading her wetness over her flat stomach. “She’s so wet and ready Zane, ready for you to fuck her. But you have to promise to be gentle Zane, as gentle as you can be. Our baby girls never had a cock inside of her, especially not one as thick and hard like yours. Will you be gentle with her, daddy?”

A virgin. Chloe is a fucking virgin.

Fuck my cock nearly comes at the confession.

I mean I never believed otherwise, but hearing those words make me so fucking nervous. I know Avery can see the fear written all over my face. “Don’t worry daddy,” she whispers, “I’ll get you ready for her, then I’ll ease you inside.” Avery leans forward reaching for my boxers, pushing them down to my knees letting my dick spring forward. She wraps her small hand around my length, moving back and forth, pumping me vigorously in her hand.

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