Incest/Taboo Stepfather's Early Xmas Present

"What the hell?" Steve's voice cracks as he steps out of the bathroom, his towel barely clinging to his hips.

His stepdaughter, Kelly, sits cross-legged on the bed, her blonde curls cascading over her shoulders, the delicate lace of her lingerie contrasting with the confident smirk on her face. Fresh, clean, red lingerie clings to her body, barely containing her large, pert breasts that rise and fall softly as she leans back, clearly enjoying the look of shock on Steve's face.

If he was confused by the presence of fresh, red underwear after their night of passion, he is absolutely perplexed by the presence of Bobby next to her. She lounges casually, her dark hair falling in loose waves over her slender frame. She's wearing something equally provocative - black silk that clings to her petite curves, her dark eyes gleaming with mischief. The room service tray sits between them, half consumed.

His eyes dart between Kelly and Bobby, their giggles filling the room with pure joy, pure provocation. Kelly the seductress, English rose, blonde, busty, pert, fruity. Bobby, petite, Asian, mysterious, like a dark red wine, equally pert and delicious.

Steve rubs the back of his neck, his mind racing. "Bobby, I--what are you doing here? And Kelly, umm what's happening?" He gestures at Bobby, who tilts her head slightly, her lips curling into a playful smile.

"Oh, is it not nice to see me?" Bobby asks, in her slight American lilt.

"It's amazing to see you, sorry, that's not what I meant. Amazing to see you. I'm just er shocked. Kelly, you know. I'm your..." he doesn't want to verbalise it, but has to get it out into the room. "... I'm your stepfather, last night, um, I thought last night would um."

Kelly interrupts him, "I warned you in the bar, Steve. A girl always tells her friends." Both girls break out into giggles again.

Steve opens his mouth to say something, he's not sure what, but the sight of the two girls so close, their heads practically touching, stops him cold. There's an energy between them, something electric that makes his throat dry. He swallows hard, his towel feeling tighter by the second.

Last night was more than incredible. But it was... wrong. So wrong. As he stands there, still damp from his shower, he can't help but remember the way Kelly's body felt against his, the sounds she made as she came with his head between her legs, as they came together with his cock buried inside her. Guilt claws at him, his wife's face flashes in his mind, Grace's sharp tongue and overbearing demeanour. He flinches internally, the memory of her constant criticism cutting deep. But over the guilt, there's a spark of something else--something dark and addictive.

"Don't worry, Baby. We're just having fun. Isn't that what Christmas is for? Goodwill to all men." Bobby says, bending forward and looking straight into Steve's eyes. She is beautiful. He thought so last night when she was clothed. Now, dressed just in lingerie, she is mesmerising.

"Hey, don't forget me, I want some of that goodwill too." Kelly butts in, taking Bobby's hand in hers.

Bobby chuckles softly, leaning in closer to Kelly.

Then Steve thinks he is in heaven. Bobby kisses Kelly on the lips. Their eyes close, and they hold the kiss. Steve can see tongues darting between their lips. Their fingers touching each other's skin. He feels the towel tighten again across his groin.

As the girls break the kiss, Kelly sees Steve's amazement and grins. "Come on, Steve. Join us for breakfast." She pats the bed.

The morning had started hesitantly. Steve woke up to the sound of Kelly in the shower, sunlight breaking through the hotel curtains, stirring him from a sexual slumber of contentment. He'd lain there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, his heart pounding as memories of the night before flooded his mind. Kelly - his stepdaughter - naked in his arms, her soft skin pressed against his, her breath warm against his ear. They'd been reckless, wild, and utterly shameless.

But, as he progressed to the bathroom, and then stood under the hot spray of the shower, trying to wash away the evidence of their sin, all he could think about was how good it had felt.

He had realised over the course of the last evening that his marriage to Grace had been fast unraveling. He was a passenger on a train, not knowing where it was going, and not actually enjoying the scenery. He had been so focused on catching the train that he hadn't noticed he had lost his way. She'd always been critical, never satisfied, and lately, it had gotten worse. His confidence had taken hit after hit until he barely recognized himself. But last night, with the five girls, enjoying the conversation, the banter, the attention and then enjoying Kelly... he felt alive again. Powerful. Desired.

And yet, guilt gnawed at him. How could he have done that? What would Grace say if she ever found out? What would friends and family say if they ever found out?

He stepped out of the shower, wiped the mist from the bathroom mirror, admiring his muscular body, taking pride in the size of his cock hanging down his thigh, a cock that had pleasured Kelly so magnificently. He took time to really look at the new 'Steve' before wrapping a towel around his waist. He froze when he heard a faint knock on the door followed by the click of the hotel door opening. He hears Kelly "Good morning. I can take that....Looks wonderful. Thank you so much... and you... Thank you," and then the sound of a cart being wheeled into the room. Ah. Room service.

He dried, deodorized, put on some face cream, and tried to smooth out the laughter lines around his eyes and the thin creases on his forehead. 'Oh, well, you can't beat time, ' he thought.
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Kelly had woken before Steve. She woke lying on top of him, still in his arms. Her body ached from the physical activity of the night before. Her pussy could still feel the twinges from being stretched. Her jaw ached from his hard cock thrusting in and out. But for the first time in her life she felt loved, adored. She wanted to stay there forever, never being released from this cocoon.

But she had made a promise, and she was excited about fulfilling that promise.

She gently unwrapped herself from Steve, being careful not to wake him. She grabbed her phone and headed into the bathroom. Sitting down for a long-needed pee, she texted Bobby.

'Morning Sexy. He is amazing. Still up for some fun?'

The response was almost immediate. 'Morning Babes. Can't wait. Where? When?'

'Room 711, wait in reception, I'll text when he is in shower.'

'kk'

'Nearly forgot. Can you bring me some underwear? Sexy as you can.'

'Sure,' with a smiling face emoji with love hearts as eyes.

Kelly then had a quick shower. Soothing her aching muscles a little. Stretching her thighs, kneading her skin back to some kind of normality from the pounding Steve had delivered the night before.
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As Steve stepped into the bathroom, and Kelly heard the shower run. She was back on the phone.

'Coast is clear. Text when outside room, don't knock.'

The message got a pink heart in response.

A few minutes later, Kelly's phone buzzes again, and she jumps across to the door in her robe, naked underneath.

Bobby stands there with a small leather overnight bag. She's wearing her large coat and a fluffy black hat. Very New York chic. She gives a broad smile as she sees Kelly. A broad cheeky smile. Kelly returns with the same. They hug briefly as Bobby enters the room. Kelly gestures to the bathroom and whispers, "He's in there, we need to be quick."

When Steve emerged from the bathroom, the scene before him was straight out of a fever dream. Kelly and Bobby, both dressed in lingerie that left little to the imagination, sat side by side on the bed, giggling like schoolgirls.

... "Come on, Steve. Join us for breakfast." Kelly pats the bed.

Steve takes a hesitant step forward, his damp feet sinking into the carpet. He forces himself to focus, to rationalize what's happening.

The air thickens, charged with tension and unspoken desires. Steve feels like he's standing on the edge of a cliff, teetering between turning back and taking the leap. Bobby leans closer to Kelly, their hips pressing together, and whispers something in her ear that makes Kelly laugh softly. It's intimate, sensual, and it hits Steve like a tidal wave.

He hesitates for only a moment before stepping forward, his towel slipping dangerously low on his hips.

Kelly grins, her blue eyes sparkling with satisfaction. "That's the spirit. Now, come here."

As he climbs onto the bed, Bobby reaches out, her fingers brushing against his chest. "You weren't kidding when you said he had a great body, Babes. You look amazing Steve," her voice low and sultry. Bobby is almost ogling Steve's torso as they snigger. His muscular chest and arms warm and glistening from the shower. She had been so excited all night waiting for the call from Kelly this morning.

The three of them settle onto the mattress, the room service tray between them, within reach. Kelly picks up a strawberry from the fruit plate, holding it teasingly close to Steve's lips. "Open up," she commands, her voice soft but insistent.

He obeys, and she slowly places the strawberry in his mouth, letting her finger graze his lips. Its sweetness explodes on his tongue, but it is nothing compared to the heat building in his core.

Kelly takes another strawberry, this time bringing it to her own lips. She bites into it, juice staining the corner of her mouth. With deliberate slowness, she leans in and kisses Bobby, allowing the sweet flavour to mingle between them. She locks eyes with Steve as they kiss. Her tongue explores Bobby's mouth, flicking the strawberry between them; they groan lightly, his body also responding instantly. Their breasts rise in their sexy lingerie, straining to be released. He sees Kelly's nipples pushing over the top of the red lacy frill as their necks reach out to one another. It was the sexiest thing Steve had ever seen.

"Mmmm, you taste good." Kelly says, as she slips her tongue out of Bobby's mouth and straightens up again.

"Mmmm, so do you," Bobby adds in reply. She turns to Steve, absentmindedly delving her fingers into the fruit bowl.

"I bet Steve tastes good too, Kelly? Did you have a fun night together?"

Kelly nods, her expression almost too innocent for someone wearing such scandalous lingerie. "Oh, he tastes delicious. We had a very... interesting evening."

Bobby pulls out a grape from the dish, which she slowly slips between her lips. She leans forward, her legs twisting, exposing to Steve the material covering her pussy and pushing her perky breasts against the silk of her bra. She places her hand on his chest and leans across to him, putting all of her weight against him. She can feel his heart pounding, hers is doing the same.

"Mmmm," she says again. "Your chest is so hard Steve, so much better in the flesh."

Her face comes up close to him, and she squeezes the grape out between her lips, offering it to him. He opens his lips in anticipation, and she doesn't disappoint. Her lips touch his for an instant, gently, as she passes the grape into his mouth. He feels an electricity pulse through him as if he has been shocked. By the look in Bobby's eyes, she felt the same. She pushes herself off him, not sure what would have happened if she had kept her lips where they were.

"You should see what's under that towel," Kelly says, gesturing to the white cotton towel around Steve's waist.

"I think I can see some of it now," Bobby laughs.

Steve looks down, and sees a bulge appearing, subconsciously he can't stop his penis giving a little bounce as he thinks about it. The girls burst out laughing again.

"Shall we give him something to get excited about?" Kelly looking at him mischievously.

"Oooh, yes please," Bobby replies.

They see that Steve is dumbstruck right now. He can't quite take in what is happening around him, and he has no control over the situation. He is quite happy about it, but he is disconcerted all the same.

Kelly reaches behind her back and unsnaps her bra.

"Did you like Bobby's bra on me, Steve? It was a little small, but I enjoyed it. Did you?"

"Er, yes, very, er, pretty, er sexy, yes." Kelly's full, round breasts have just bounced free, which has distracted him further; he can't take his eyes off of them. He didn't completely appreciate her areola and nipples last night, they are beautifully pink, just a shade or two darker than her breasts. They point horizontally as if suspended on strings, supple but firm. His lips open, wanting to taste them.

She instead reaches to the tray and places a finger into a bowl. Steve watches as her finger appears with a large scoop of yoghurt, which she liberally applies to one of her nipples. "Hoh, it's cold'" she says with a slight shiver.

"Don't worry, my mouth is warm," Bobby says, leaning over and taking Kelly's nipple into her mouth. Her hand begins to cup and knead her breasts, as she plants kisses around the exposed flesh of her tit and nipple, sucking and licking the yoghurt into her mouth. Kelly moans in response and scoops another dollop of yoghurt out with her hand and smothers her other nipple in it. Her nipples harden as Bobby slurps the yoghurt off.

Steve doesn't know whether to look at Bobby's face as she sucks the tight, hard nipple, or her hand as it makes tiny movements around the outside of Kelly's other erect nipple, or Kelly's face which is beautiful in its almost trance-like state.

Bobby now reaches for the tray and produces another Strawberry. She drops it into the yoghurt before slowly raising it to Kelly and rubbing it across Kelly's lips, leaving a white creamy residue for Bobby's tongue to then lick away. Kelly returns the favour and does the same to Bobby, taking time to lick every drop of yoghurt from her lips. Her tongue slipping inside Bobby's mouth, lapping at the edges, teasing her lips. Steve can hear their breathing getting deeper and see their breasts rising, their stomachs beating with their hearts. The mound in the towel now a tent, a flag pole at full mast.

They break themselves free, wanting to prolong the pleasure.

"Would you like a strawberry, Steve?" Kelly says, a little breathlessly, as she takes one from the bowl. Bobby's hand is resting on Kelly's thigh.

"Er, yes. I'd love a strawberry."

Instead of dipping the strawberry in the yoghurt, this time, Kelly slides it into Bobby's mouth, letting her lick it like a small cock. Kelly pushes it in and out as Bobby circles it with her thick, pink tongue and sucks it with her plump lips, letting saliva drool over the red, soft flesh. Kelly draws it back, and runs it down her own neck, between her breasts and down her body. Steve's eyes widen as she slides it into the top of the lacy, red panties. He sees the material bulge as the strawberry slips down to her pussy lips, and Kelly pushes it inside. She moans and her eyes close momentarily, Bobby's hand has met hers and is caressing Kelly through her panties.

Kelly and Bobby's lips meet again in an intense, lasting kiss. Their eyes are closed, and their heads roll gently before Kelly pulls the strawberry free and offers it to Steve to taste. He is drooling and immediately lunges forward to take it.

"Looks like we've excited him," she laughs as her fingers get devoured by Steve. The taste is like nothing he has ever tasted. Her wet pussy, mixed with the sweetness of the berry, combined with the ecstasy his body is already feeling from the show in front of him.

The two girls exchange a glance, their silent communication sending shivers down his spine. Then, without warning, Bobby slides closer, her lips brushing against his ear. She whispers, her voice silky smooth, "I'm ready to see what's under this towel, Baby," Kelly laughs softly, leaning in to press a kiss to his neck as Bobby tugs the towel away.

Steve feels his pulse quicken, his breath catching in his throat as he is naked in front of these two goddesses. His cock twitches, springing up from the towel instantly as the girls close in around him.

"Oh my god," Bobby breathes, her voice carrying both awe and hunger. "So beautiful... Wow, you were not exaggerating Kel!"

Bobby's small, nimble hands wrap around his shaft, stroking him gently as she moves down his side. Kelly kisses his chest, her tongue tracing the ridges of his muscles, her hands pushing him down so he is flat on his back. The sensations are overwhelming, but it's the way they move together, so seamlessly, that sends him spiralling. Bobby's fingers trace lazy circles around the head of his cock, dipping lower to tease his balls. Her eyes now focused on it, drawn to it as it hardens in her hands. Kelly is nibbling, licking, pinching, circling his nipples, caressing his abs down to his groin.

"You like that, Baby?" Bobby murmurs as his cock bounces, her voice husky and full of promise. "You like how we take care of you?"

Steve can only groan in response, his senses overloaded. The girls exchange another tiny glance, their silent communication electric. Kelly pulls away momentarily, her fingers reaching for the room service tray again, and she moves down his side. Bobby takes the cue, her rocket of a body jumping up to him, her hands moving to cup his face. "Look at me," she says, her voice soft but insistent. When their eyes meet, she kisses him, her tongue slipping into his mouth. The taste of strawberries still lingered, mingling with her unique flavour. Her tongue explores his mouth, his body pulling her in, he groans. His tongue explores her mouth, she squeals, her body pulling him in. It was their first kiss, both knew, in that moment, that it could never be their last.

Steve suddenly feels his thighs being pulled apart and a cold wetness around his cock, he gasps in shock. Bobby holds his face with her hands as they continue to kiss. Steve is unsure of what is going on below his waist. He feels Kelly's body move on the bed, twisting to his side. Her face appears next to Bobby's and kisses his cheek, before Bobby lets Kelly's mouth take the place of hers on Steve's lips. Bobby disappears as the new sensation of Kelly's mouth takes hold. She is rougher, more urgent, pushing his tongue inside his mouth with hers, forcing her lips onto him tightly so he can't breathe. Her hands on his chest, pushing, scratching.

"Fuck!" he groans into her mouth, his hands gripping the sheets as he feels Bobby's mouth close around the tip of his cock. Kelly pulls her head back, and rolls out of the way so that Steve can see what is happening. Bobby is now crouched off the bed between his legs. He watches as her dark hair fans out across his thighs, her movements precise and deliberate licking the sticky, wet yoghurt that is all over his cock and balls. Beside him, Kelly shifts again, dropping to meet Bobby. They both look up at Steve, laughter in their eyes, lust in their eyes. It's the sexiest thing he has ever seen.

They take it in turns to lick the yoghurt from his shaft, suck the tip, swallow his balls, jerk him, tease him. Each with a slightly different touch, a different technique. Each, equally sensational. The room fills with the sounds of their passion - moans, gasps, the slick noise of lips on his flesh. Their lips and tongues sometimes meeting, sometimes enjoying each other as their hands continue to caress Steve's throbbing cock. Kelly licks his shaft as Bobby sucks the head, Bobby takes a ball in her mouth as Kelly switches to the tip, Kelly jerks him off as the girls kiss or Bobby sucks Kelly's nipples, Bobby licks the shaft, Kelly his balls, Bobby the tip, Kelly the shaft...he can't keep focus on everything that they do. His cock dances in their grasp, their touch, their mouths, their tongues.

They tease him with their voices too. "Your cock tastes soooo good." "Do you like watching us play with you?" "You want to fuck my mouth, don't you?" "I'm wet, Baby, so wet." "Mmmm, remember when you came in my throat last night, Steve, Mmmm. I can still taste you."

Kelly has one hand on Bobby's panties, caressing her clit through the material, her other hand cupping Steve's balls. Bobby has one hand on Kelly's tits, switching between the two, pulling and kneading, her other hand spiralling Steve's cock, jerking him back and forth, round and round, her fingers expertly slide under the base of the head or over the exposed tip. The girls' mouths are locked together, Bobby squealing from the hand on her nub, Kelly moaning from the hand on her breasts, Steve groaning from everything. But then another glance between them. Bobby lifts herself up. Kelly switches to slide her tongue up and down his shaft, her hand replaces Bobby's in spiralling his cock. Bobby's beautiful, tight torso suddenly appears above him, her pert breasts heaving in the little black bra. "I'm going to fuck you with my mouth, Baby," her eyes gleaming, her lips wet through the saliva of both girls.

Bobby slides her tongue from his chest down to his groin, dropping her body down to her knees, Kelly instinctively moves to one side, to let Bobby's mouth close around the head of his cock again. Instead of stopping at the tip, this time her lips wrap warmly around him and continue to slide her mouth down his shaft. She moans softly, the vibration sending shockwaves through his entire body.

Kelly's hands move up his body, pulling him deeper into the sensory overload.

"Fuck," Steve groans again, his hands clenching the sheets beneath him again. "Oh, my fucking God..." his breath leaving his body in a sudden urge to escape him.

Bobby's mouth keeps dropping. She's definitely done this before, her expert movements driving him wild, her tongue swirling around the underside of his shaft as her cheeks close around him and her lips slide down. Meanwhile, Kelly's mouth has now found one of his nipples, sucking and nibbling. Her hands caressing his hard chest. She's got her eyes on Bobby too, though. Her pussy getting wetter, watching her friend gobble up her stepdad.

His cock has stretched Bobby's mouth wide, and now it penetrates her throat. She controls her gag reflex to not break stride; Steve feels an extra tightness around the tip as it slides further inside her. He feels the gag, he hears her squeal, he feels her body shaking against his legs, hears his own groans and moans, but still she sinks lower. Bobby bobs her head, taking more of him into her mouth with each movement. Kelly's fingers or lips seemingly everywhere else, stimulating every sense he has. Their synchronized efforts are almost too much for Steve to bear. He grabs Kelly's head and pulls her lips up to his. His mouth frantic against hers. He grabs her breast with his other hand, seeking her hard nipple, pulling at it, slipping around it, caressing her firm mound. She still has hold of his, doing the same. His body and mind are going crazy, it wants to experience everything at once, it is experiencing everything at once. Kelly senses his urgency. She responds by fucking his mouth with her tongue, grabbing his chest and squeezing his nipples tight between her nails. He grimaces in pain. She grabs his head and forces it back against the bed and then springs on top of his chest. Pinning his arms down under her thighs, her panties pressed firmly into his chest. She places her fingers between his lips. He laps at them, gasping for air as Bobby's lips strike his balls, and she starts to take all of him, up and down on his cock, saliva pouring from her mouth as she takes him all the way to her lips and then all the way to his balls.

"Gck. Gck. Gck." Squeal. Groan. Squeal. Sucking, spluttering, licking. Devouring.

Kelly can hear and sense Bobby behind her. She's so turned on.

"Are you ready to cum, Steve?" Kelly teasing him now. Pulling at his nipple, sliding her fingers into his mouth. She can see in his eyes that he is going to lose it at any second. "Cum in Bobby's mouth? In her sexy mouth, as it sucks your big fat cock? Your. Big. Fat. Juicy. Cock."

Bobby speeds up, hearing Kelly's torture, sensing his throbbing increase in intensity. The vibrations of her moans and squeals sending more shivers through Steve's cock. She tastes pre-cum oozing out of the tip, and she swipes it off with her tongue as she bobs up and down. It's pushed down her throat as his cock pierces her again. She loves sucking cock. She loves the warmth, the hardness, the tenderness, the bumps and lines, the bulging head. She loves sucking Steve's cock. The sheer size, the girth, the length, the responsiveness, the tiny jolts it gives when she licks under the head, the way it throbs in her throat. 'I don't want to stop. I can't stop.' Her mind races, wanting to take more. Saliva sploshing everywhere now as it bubbles from her mouth every time she drops onto his cock, her breathing in short gasps every time she pulls up. Her dark hair falling and flowing over his thighs. Her hands gripping him between the legs, on his stomach, on his thighs, under his balls. Wherever she can find something to touch again and again.

"I'm still going to fuck you, Steve. After you cum in my best friend's mouth, I'm gonna fuck you." Kelly's bent over him now, her face close to his. He's trying to arch his back; his moans are turning into screams, but she is pushing him down. She feeds her fingers in and out, he splutters for breath. Bobby's mouth has him gripped, it's squeezing every part of his cock. He can't hold it anymore. He tosses his head from side to side, Kelly's fingers slipping from his mouth. "Yes! Fuck yes!" Steve shouts, his hands gripping the sheets even tighter. "Don't stop! Oh god, don't stop!" Bobby is relentless, her lips and tongue working in perfect harmony. "Cum for us, Steve," Kelly urges, her voice breaking with her own passion. "Show us how much you love this." Steve can feel his orgasm about to erupt, the pressure building to an unbearable peak. "I'm gonna... I'm gonna..." he starts, his voice hoarse.

"Do it," Kelly barks, her voice raw with need. Bouncing on his chest. "Cum for us. Cum now."

He feels the wave shoot from deep within him; it feels like gallons pumping through his body, every drop sending an individual message to every other part of his body. His hips fly forward, impaling Bobby's mouth even deeper. The vibrations of her squeals drive through his cock, before her throat gags on the cum that is powering into her from the huge cock inside it. He is pinned down; he feels the warmth of Kelly's pussy on his chest, the dampness of her panties. He feels every touch of Bobby's lips, mouth, tongue and fingers on his cock and balls. He feels the warmth around his cock as his cum fills Bobby's mouth, before she swallows, and swallows and swallows.

Kelly watches all of this play out right below her on Steve's face. She is in raptures, seeing the ecstasy. She wants to tease but can't resist herself. She drops her mouth to his and kisses him deeply. He is breathless but can't refuse Kelly either. Their lips open to allow each other's tongue to slip inside. Their tongues dance and swirl as they meet, saliva swapping between them through breathless gasps. The kiss grows more intense as they give way to each other. Kelly is writhing on his chest, Steve still in spasms underneath her through the remains of his orgasm. Kelly runs her tongue along Steve's lips and pulls her head up. She wants more, but more can wait.

"Get some cum for me," she says, spinning to Bobby.

Bobby also pulls up, the final spurts of his cock hitting the back of her throat as she rises. She pushes the cum to the front of her mouth with her tongue and forces it through her lips. Kelly glides to her and licks it off. A string of semen pulling between them.

"Mmmm. Delicious breakfast."

Bobby smoothly glides up the bed, her hands sliding up Steve's torso, sending yet more tingles across his skin and shivers through his body. She pauses for a kiss as she gets to Steve's face. He tastes the saltiness of his cum on her lips as she breathes deeply into his mouth, her breath not yet recovered from his cock. Kelly moves the tray over to a desk and lies down on the other side of Steve. The girls nuzzle into his chest, looking at each other with broad grins. Steve feels the heat of their pussys against his thighs, as they each wrap a leg across him, his cock lying between their legs, recovering. He puts his arm around each girl, resting his hand on the side of their breast. Kelly's skin exposed, warm, soft and sweaty. Bobby's still covered in silky black material, still covering the joys beneath. An arm reaches across him from each girl, they take each other's hand and twirl their fingers together.

In his post-orgasmic haze, it gets Steve thinking. "Out of interest," he breathes out heavily, "When did you two come up with this? I mean, was it a 'this morning' thing, Kelly calls Bobby for spare underwear and a plan is hatched, or was it a last night thing?"

Kelly casts her mind back to the night before.
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The Christmas market was alive, glowing with strings of golden bulbs and the hum of a thousand festive conversations. She remembers the smell of cinnamon, pine, roasting nuts, pulled pork and sauerkraut. Mulled wine pouring from casks as freely as the corny music pours out of speakers above their heads. She and Bobby stand just to the side of the Swiss-style log cabin bar, warming their hands with steaming ciders served in ornate china mugs, smiling and laughing with the joy of the night.

Bobby's cheeks were flushed, though whether it was the cold or the cider was hard to say. She glanced toward Steve, who stood a little way off, deep in conversation with Philippa. They were laughing together, Steve leaning in slightly, his hand cradling a mug of his own, while Philippa's voice floated just loud enough for a few words to carry through: "Bonding energy... reactive elements..." The chemistry puns obvious, the flirting even more so.

"So, do you have ambitions to become an evil genius?" Steve asked playfully.

"Who says I'm not one already? I could easily have a den of evil paraphernalia." Philippa responded with a cheeky smile.

Bobby turned to Kelly with a sheepish look on her face. "Steve is such a sweetheart," her voice suddenly soft, almost musing. She took a sip from her mug and nodded in Steve's direction. "And honestly... he's cute."

Kelly raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a knowing smirk. "You think so?"

Bobby turned her head to look at her friend. "Come on, Kel. You know he is. He's charming. Well-travelled. Connected. A real gentleman. Experienced"

At this last comment, Kelly smiles to herself. Earlier in the night she had forbidden Steve from calling himself old, preferring 'Experienced'.

"Total silver fox vibes." Bobby continues, playful now, as if sharing a secret.

"I noticed that you two have been getting on well tonight. I think he likes you as well."

With that, Steve happens to flash the pair of them a smile, lingering on Bobby a little longer than necessary.

"You think? That's nice. Um, would he ever... you know... do you think he would be open to a little... you know... 'extracurricular activity'?" Bobby almost stutters, looking into Kelly's eyes for reassurance that what she has just said is not going to upset her.

Kelly blinked, surprised, but not shocked. She loves Bobby. She has only known her for three months, but they were already in each other's pockets. There was no judgment there - just curiosity. She swirled her cider in its mug, the steam curling up around her face as she watched Steve laugh again at something Philippa said.

"He looks good tonight. Relaxed. Happy. It's nice. Really nice. He deserves it."

"Does he deserve more?" Bobby a little more confident this time, prising an answer from Kelly.

"Well," Kelly replied slowly, the corner of her mouth twitching upward, "I wouldn't be against it. But there'd have to be rules."

"Rules?" Bobby pressed, her voice dropping conspiratorially.

"Conditions," Kelly clarified, turning toward her friend with a raised brow. "First off. My mum can't find out. No matter what I think about her, I love her, she doesn't deserve that."

"Of course, of course. Condition accepted."

And..." she paused, "... it's a bit of fun, it's for now. No strings, no long affair."

"Ok. Second condition accepted." Bobby looks a little more serious now.

"Lastly," Kelly focuses her gaze into Bobby's eyes. "You have to wait your turn, he's mine tonight."

Bobby burst out laughing, nearly spilling her cider. The switch from serious to sexy caught her off guard. "Kelly! You're awful. Really?"

Kelly shrugged, her smirk widening. "I've wanted him all night, Bobs, you have to let me have a night alone with him."

They both turned back toward Steve, who was still deep in conversation, Philippa gesturing enthusiastically as she explained something about molecular bonds. Steve's face lit up with an amused smile, and for a second, Kelly wondered if Philippa was also about to fall head over heels into her stepfather's charm.

Bobby took Kelly's hand. "Ok, you get him tonight, but how about you call me in the morning, and we double-team him?" Bobby nudged her playfully.

Kelly laughed softly, sipping her cider. "I think you've just made my world complete." Their hands squeeze together, and they chink their mugs together to seal the deal.

"FYI, I think he has a big cock. He makes my Mum scream. Really scream."

"For real? I love a big cock." Bobby licks her lips. "My ex in Hong Kong had a long one; I practiced a lot; I couldn't stop sucking it."

"I haven't had a REALLY big cock before, but I want his. I don't care if it hurts, I want his cock in my mouth, in my pussy, everywhere."

"You'll be fine, Babes. And I'll be there in the morning to rub it better."

They lock eyes again, wanting to kiss but knowing they can't in front of the others. They make do with squeezing hands again.

As they both walk over to Steve and Philippa, they don't realise they are both sporting the dirtiest grins they have ever had.
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***​

Kelly looks over Steve's chest, across at Bobby. They smile. The grip tightens on each other's hand.

"Er, we might have briefly discussed fucking you." The two girls burst out laughing, their bodies squirming against him, their eyes lighting up, their smiles pulling their cheeks tight, their breasts rising against his hands.

Steve feels their soft, young skin against him. "Promises, promises," he says slowly.

The two girls instantly rise, taking on the challenge.

Bobby sits up, her tight, petite body bending and twisting with ease. Kelly slides her face up to Steve's and steps across him. She leans over him, her blonde hair cascading down her shoulders as she straddles him. Her huge breasts sway gently with the movement, their softness brushing against his chest. A mischievous smirk playing on her lips. "Oh Steve," she says, her voice teasing and confident. "Don't worry, Bobby and I are definitely going to fuck you."

Steve's breath hitches. He glances over at Bobby, who is now beside them, her petite frame curled up slightly. Her small black bra and panties contrasting sharply with her smooth, tanned skin. Her dark eyes meet his for a fleeting moment, and he sees the flicker of excitement in them. She licks her lips, the taste of his cum still there, the American accent softening her words as she murmurs, "Yeah, we're gonna wear you out."

Steve smirks, feeling the bold tension in the air. His wide, long cock pulses beneath Kelly, eager for action. She feels it glance her stomach, and raises her eyebrows.

"But what happens if..." he starts, looking into her dazzling eyes.

Without warning, he takes control, flipping Kelly onto her back with a swift motion. She gasps, laughing as he pins her down, his muscular frame looming above her, pinning her arms against the bed.

"...I do the fucking?" He buries his head into her neck, tickling her with his stubble. Bobby, quick and agile, has seen what has happened and leaps onto his back like a cat, wrapping her legs around his waist and locking her arms around his neck. She is light, but the impact of her appearing on his back, causes Steve to drop onto Kelly. His chest flattens against her breasts, they feel warm against his skin. His cock presses against her mound, her eyebrows lift again as the arousal flushes her face and the memory of him inside her returns from last night.

"Whoa, whoa!" Kelly protests playfully, trying to wriggle free. "I was in control here!"

Steve laughs, his deep voice rumbling through the room. "Too late, Beautiful. It's my turn now."

He leans down, kissing Kelly deeply, his tongue probing hers. The taste of her fills his mouth again, sweet and intoxicating. Behind him, Bobby presses her body closer, her small breasts flattening against his back. She kisses his neck, her lips soft but insistent, murmuring into his skin, "Don't forget about me, Baby."

Steve breaks the kiss with Kelly, turning his head to capture Bobby's lips. Her American accent slips out again as she murmurs against his mouth, "Mmm, that's better."

Kelly shifts beneath him, her hands gliding down his chest to wrap around his cock. She strokes him slowly, watching his reaction intently. "Getting there again, huh?" she teases, her soft English accent, in comparison, softening the taunt. "Guess we'll have to work a little harder." She squeezes her hand as she emphasises the word 'harder'.

Steve groans, his hips instinctively thrusting into her hand.

Bobby breaks the kiss, giggling, her voice light and playful. "Oh, we'll handle that, just fine. Right, Kel?"

Kelly grins, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief. "Absolutely, let's see how well you can handle this."

With that, she pushes the two bodies above her to the side, they fall together, Bobby still wrapped tight around Steve. Steve's playful dominance was just that, playful. He is happy for the girls to take control. Kelly reaches down to tug off her red lacy knickers. She tosses them aside, revealing her smooth, glistening pussy. Bobby slides away from Steve, her petite, strong frame moves with grace, her dark hair falling in loose waves around her face. Her movements are deliberate, almost hypnotic, as she stands at the end of the bed and unclasps her black silk bra. The delicate fabric falls away, finally revealing her small, perfect breasts with their dusky pink nipples that tighten in the air of the room. Steve is blown away as he takes in the sight of her, the contrast between her pale skin and dark hair striking. Her beauty is undeniable, exotic and alluring, and it feels like a punch to his gut.

She sees him looking. "You like what you see?" she asks, her voice low and sultry, as she hooks her thumbs into the waistband of her panties. Slowly, teasingly, she slides them down her legs, stepping out of them, revealing herself for the first time, making Steve's heart pound. Her pussy is trimmed but not bare. Her dark hair forms a neat triangle that frames the top of her mound, before a thin strip draws you down the clit and her pussy lips. She stands there for a moment, completely bare, her petite frame flawless from every angle. Her smooth skin glistens under the sunlight entering the room, and her dark eyes lock onto his, daring him to look away.

Kelly notices the way Steve's gaze lingers on Bobby and smirks, "She's something else, isn't she?" She murmurs, her tone dreamy. Bobby blows her a delicate kiss in appreciation. Kelly catches it and lies back.

Bobby crawls back onto the bed, her movements fluid, confident, and positions herself on top of Kelly. Her body smooth and supple, her tits small and pert, her ass cheeks, small round and firm. Her hands roam over Kelly's body, cupping her breasts and tracing lazy patterns down her sides. "Let's give him something even better to look at to get him hard" Kelly whispers, her lips brushing against Bobby's ear.​