A Most Graceful Life Ch. 09

Grace faltered, and stopped her stroking completely, releasing him from her grasp. The look on face, one of frenzied lust and seduction was replaced by one of a scolded child, whose parent had just told her to stop misbehaving. She let herself drift away from him slightly, while her eyes cast downward, almost waiting to be disciplined.

"I'm sorry, Master," she said, meekly, her eyes cast towards the water.

"No, Grace, it's not your fault. You did nothing wrong. I just don't desire that."

She looked up at him, "You don't want to have sex with two desirable women at the same time?"

Stephen grimaced, "Yes, and no. I mean, two weeks ago, probably definitely yes. But then I met you Grace. And I fell in love with you. Yes, that girl is really good looking, and yes I would have had sex with her at one time before you. But you and I are together now," he finished, pointing back and forth between them. "I think only you and I should share that kind of intimacy. Anything other than that would kind of be like cheating to me."

Grace's face looked up at this, a resurgence of hope filling her contours. "You really mean that, Stephen?"

"Absolutely," he smiled, while pulling her back into his arms.

"You're a very rare person, Stephen Willow," she whispered, before kissing him. Stephen pulled himself into her kiss, letting her feel every ounce of passion he had for her. She didn't disappoint either, pouring herself into their lengthy lip lock.

When Grace finally pulled away, her hands went to his cheeks, as if studying a rare treasure held between them. "I don't know what I did to deserve you," she whimpered. "You remind me every day how special you are."

Stephen chuckled, "I don't know about that, but I could say the very same thing for you."

She looked at him sweetly, "You really only desire to have sex with just me? Forever?"

Stephen nodded without thinking, so sure of his answer.

"Wow," she mouthed, thinking to herself for a few moments while her eyes watched the waves. "You know, Grace the genie should be a little disappointed with your thoughts, as any kind of sexual activity would be fun, and quite frankly, would be what I'm designed for," she started, before looking back up at him. "But part of me is so thankful, and so happy, that you just want me. That you love me, and only want to be intimate with me. It makes our relationship so special, Stephen."

"That part of you that's so happy, Grace. I think that's the human part of you," he said, keeping his eyes trained on hers.

"I hope so," she whispered, before leaning in to kiss him once more. "But I'll take it either way."

They remained fully engaged together in the pool for a long time after. Soon enough, the three teen girls, including the one that almost so willingly joined in a proposed threesome, began to leave, pulling on their shirts and their flip flops and then beginning to exit the pool area. After almost forty five minutes in the pool, they were finally alone, without another soul in sight.

"Finally alone now," said Grace, grinning mischievously as the gate shut firmly behind the girls as they left.

"That look on your face tells me you have something in mind," replied Stephen, as he once again felt her hands wrapping around his limp member. After a little bit of work, she had him full mast again in no time, pointing the direction in front of him.

"Do I ever," beamed Grace, before winking at him. She leaned in to kiss him, hard and passionate, before looking down at the waves once more. "I had an idea."

"Oh yeah, what's that?"

"Well," said Grace, putting a little bit of space between them. "You don't like the idea of having a threesome with another girl. Which I understand, and frankly, I'm happy about. But I have another idea of how you may be able to have your cake and eat it, too."

Stephen's brow furrowed in confusion, "You're losing me now, Grace."

She simply giggled, and then right before his eyes, another being stepped out directly from behind Grace. This being moved to her right side, slowly coming to a stop right beside her. Stephen blinked several times before he trusted what his eyes were telling him: it was another version of Grace! Almost a carbon copy of her, with the same light brown hair, the same lovely blue eyes, and the same body. The only difference was the color of her swimsuit, which was a deep hunter green color, instead of the red one the real Grace currently wore.

"What in the world...," Stephen stopped, before words escaped him, as his eyes cast about between the two versions of his genie.

The new version of Grace in green just giggled along with the original. He had two giggling genies right in front of him, both visions of sex and lust.

"So I had the idea...," began the original Grace.

"... that you might want to have a threesome with my twin here," finished the copy Grace, before both finished with broad smiles.

"I uh... I umm," stammered Stephen, not even knowing what to say at the prospect of sex with two Graces, especially as they swam closer to him. The original Grace swam towards his right side, before pressing her breasts against his upper arm. The copy Grace did the same, except on his left side, making him the filling of his own Grace sandwich.

"Is this real?" He asked, turning towards the original.

Copy Grace answered for him, "It's very real, baby. Just enjoy it. I've engineered some privacy for us. We won't be disturbed. Now just relax and enjoy what we have in store for you."

Stephen almost groaned as each of them reached out to grip his cock. Grace's hands were small enough that a single hand from each version was enough to grip his entire length. They stroked in unison, pumping his cock vigorously, while each copy picked a spot on his neck to layer with kisses.

He had no words for the pleasures that were washing over his body just now. Standing here in the refreshingly cool water of the pool and being simultaneously masturbated by two copies of the hottest woman he'd ever seen was just about the highlight of his life. He was surprised he was holding out as long as he was. Surely, his morning session with Grace was helping in that department.

"Time for a little more fun," whispered the original Grace, as they both started to walk him closer to the shallow end of the pool. After several steps in that direction, Stephen had practically fully emerged from the water, his cock out in the open for any and all to see. He was achingly stiff, and erect, and he watched the entire performance of them stroking his cock in unison. It was as choreographed as a Broadway show.

Finally, copy Grace released him completely, using her now free hand to trail her fingers back up his torso. With the empty real estate, original Grace replaced her twin's hand with her own mouth, and began to suck on his exposed cock, while using her hand to pump him as well. Stephen's eyes rolled to the back of his head at her sucking, something that she always did with such skill.

He didn't have long to think about it, before copy Grace was pressing her lips fully against his, attacking his mouth with her tongue in excitable lust. Stephen responded back in kind, loving the feeling of kissing her while getting his cock sucked.

Copy Grace seemed to be on the same wavelength, "It's so hot to kiss you knowing I'm sucking your cock right now," she whispered against his lips, before slipping her tongue between them once more. He couldn't have agreed more.

Original Grace was giving his cock every trick that she knew. She would deepthroat him, letting her tonsils tickle the very tip, and then pull him out and use her tongue to repeat the same trick. She rapidly pumped with her free hand, as if trying to push him closer to orgasm.

"I'm not going to last long if you keep doing that," he whispered against copy Grace's lips.

"That's the idea, baby," she cooed, waiting for him to groan once more as she picked up the intensity.

It wasn't very long until he crossed the line of no return. Original Grace seemed to sense it as well, as she took down every inch until her nose tickled his pubic bone. At that moment, his cock began to pulsate, shooting jets of hot, creamy cum directly into the little brunette's mouth. Copy Grace stopped her kissing long enough to watch her twin take down the entire load, save for one drop that seemed to slip out of her mouth, trailing down her chin, and landing with a satisfying plop on her right breast.

"Excuse me while I clean that up," replied copy Grace, as she leaned over her twin, bending at the waist to lick up the single ounce of missed cum. She licked it tantalizingly slow, overemphasizing the motion of her tongue, and making sure that every single molecule of his essence was digested.

"That was intense," groaned Stephen, feeling very wobbly and like he was about to collapse from the intensity of orgasm.

"It's not over yet, baby," smiled the original Grace, as she began to shed her swim top. The red piece of fabric was launched over onto one of the now empty chairs from the teen girls from earlier. A moment later, the top was joined by the bottoms and another pair, this one in the color of hunter green. Both versions of Grace led Stephen out of the pool, and took him to the nearest lounge chair.

"What do you want me to do?" He asked, looking down at the chair.

"Just lay back in relax," they replied in unison, before looking back at each other in shock, and then divesting into a fit of giggles.

Stephen smiled, and laid down on the chair, face up. Despite his powerful orgasm just a few minutes ago, his cock was still hard, and still ready to go. In this case, that was hardly surprising. There was just something about seeing two copies of your stunning girlfriend that kept him on the edge of his seat and ready for action.

They didn't let him sit by himself for very long. The copy Grace (or at least he thought it was the copy version. It was harder to tell now that they were naked), slowly straddled him, pushing her mound against his swollen phallus and lowered her weight onto him. Stephen felt the intense warmth from between her legs bathe his own body, and he already found himself voluntarily thrusting against her.

"Not yet, baby," she giggled, content to tease him until she was ready to have her way with him. She raised herself slowly, letting the tip of his member angle against her clit. She grabbed his erection firmly, and whacked it against her clit several times, each time demonstrating an audible moan at the feeling it produced.

Stephen would have been content to watch that show for the rest of the afternoon, but he soon found his vision obscured as the other version of Grace slowly lowered herself against his upper body, coming to rest against his chest.

"Hi there," she grinned, as his eyes took in her delectable thighs, her soft pubic hair, and her wet, velvety lips, just begging to be sucked on.

"That's how you want it then, huh?" He chuckled, looking up at her. She nodded, the grin never leaving her face, while she scooted up and almost completely covered his face with her pussy. Now Stephen could taste the heat, which he had just previously felt against his cock. Grace was practically dripping into his mouth, so turned on was she at their playtime.

He wasted little time, reaching out to plant several kisses against the inside of her thighs, earning a slight coo from her at the contact.

"Mmm, that's it baby," she purred, as his lips continued their assault against her tights.

Meanwhile down below, the other version of Grace was rubbing herself with the tip of his cock. It was bouncing against her clit forcefully as she teased herself, moaning aloud at the feeling of bliss. Before long, she finally let his cock fall flat against his stomach, and shifted herself so that she could grind against it. Her lips split on each side of his cock, as they dry humped together. Stephen could feel his shaft being coated by her juices as she slid along the entire length. At the speed she was moving, it was almost like having sex, and he tried not to groan too much lest he lose his concentration on eating her properly.

The Grace that was riding his face spasmed as soon as his tongue dipped into her dripping wet hole.

"Ohh, yess!" She moaned, grinding her sex back against his face. Stephen pressed his face tighter against her hot, wet hole and let his tongue swirl around her open labia. He managed to work a finger in as well, and used it to maintain pressure against her clit while his tongue worked the wet opening.

"Mmmm, you do that so well... yes, yes, yes," she moaned, her hands flying through her hair in ecstasy. Stephen kept up the same pressure, but switched his methods. His finger slipped into her tight pussy, rubbing against the upper side of her walls, while his tongue played against her clit, teasing it fully until sucking it into his mouth.

"Oh MY GOD," Grace squealed, once she felt the simultaneous attack by his digits and tongue. It wasn't long before she ground herself down against his face as she orgasmed, squirting against his face and receiving the tangy discharge on his mouth, neck, and half of his chest.

By the amount of squirting, Stephen could tell the orgasm was very powerful. He smiled to himself, against her clit, before resuming his attentions on her. It was then that he felt something very warm, and very wet beginning to slide down his shaft. The wet tightness encased his entire member, and without seeing what was going on, could only lead him to deduce that the other version of Grace had slowly inserted his cock fully inside her.

"Mmm, I love this cock!" said Grace, confirming his suspicions as she slid herself completely down until their pubic hair joined together at the base of each of them. The gripping tightness of her pussy had him on the edge of sweet bliss.

Stephen could only grunt his approval, still muffled by the other Grace's wet pussy. Yet, his hips responded to her own as she began to ride him. He thrust himself up to meet every downward thrust of her own. It called for every moment of concentration he could find, maintaining the correct sequence of thrusting while continuing to use his mouth on the other version of his girlfriend.

"Fuck yes, oh fuck me baby!" Grace squealed with delight.

To the outsider, they must have made quite the spectacle. With Stephen barely visible lying flat on the lounge chair while one version of Grace rode him for all she was worth, while the other ground her clit into his face. They were working together in one giant sexual menagerie, a collection of groans, moans, grunts, and wetness.

"Mmm, that's it, that's just how I like it," moaned the riding Grace, while a free hand came to her nipples, pinching them to aching stiffness.

Stephen lost count of how long they fucked in this position. All he knew was that, because of his earlier orgasm, his staying power was topped out, and he was easily meeting back each thrust from Grace without worrying about blowing his load too early. It wasn't long until the Grace riding his cock had her first orgasm, seizing up and landing hard against him, as her liquids coated his shaft and balls. He could hear the both of them moaning together, feeling a moment of pride at bringing both sexy women to their own chorus of sexual wails.

Before long, and after another orgasm from the Grace on his face, he heard her speak up, "Mmm, now I want my time on that cock," she purred, finally disengaging herself from his face, and standing up on wobbly legs. For the first time, Stephen could see the other version of Grace, busy meeting his thrusting in a vigorous manner.

"We have an idea," smiled the riding Grace, as she reluctantly disengaged herself from his glistening member. The Grace that had been sitting on his face leaned in, running her tongue along the full length of his hardness, tasting the sweet juices left behind by her twin. As her tongue lightly flickered against the tip, she winked up at him. It was one of the sexiest things he had seen in recent memory.

Wondering what was in store for him, Stephen watched as the two Graces moved in tandem to the next lounge chair beside him. With lithe and delicate movements, one Grace laid down, completely on her back, and then motioned for the other to join her. To his surprise, the other Grace laid down on top of the first, their faces pressed together and their lips connected in a scene straight from his dirtiest fantasies.

He could have watched them kiss and grind against each other the entire day, but after a few moments together, the Grace on top looked back over at him, and smiled, "Are you just going to watch us or are you going to join in?"

Stephen grinned, standing up from his chair, and approached the two twin genies. From his position, both of their pussies were exposed to him, stacked on top of each other, and begging for penetration. They were so close that he could easily fuck both of them, one stroke at a time, just by changing the angle of his cock. It would be so easy, and he quickly decided that was going to be his plan. He slid in between their legs, and carefully rubbed the tip against the one on top's slick outer lips.

"Oh, yess!" Grace moaned, as he sunk himself in, fully impaling her on his cock. There was nothing on earth that could quite compare to sliding into Grace for the first time, except perhaps sliding into a second Grace at exactly the same moment. That's exactly what Stephen did as he pulled out his cock from the Grace on top, and lined up with the Grace on the bottom.

"Ohh!" moaned the bottom Grace as he filled her completely. Stephen smiled to himself, withdrawing his unit, and repeating the same motion once more until he had an established rhythm.

If he had thought the previous position was his favorite, this one was soon to take the preferred spot. Having the chance to please both Graces at the same time was an exquisite feeling and Stephen concentrated hard on making sure each copy of her got an equal measure of fucking.

"Oh, Stephen, you're splitting me open!" moaned one Grace as his balls slapped heavily against her clit.

Soon enough it was just difficult for him to concentrate on switching between them, so aroused was he at the situation that it was causing him to forget about anything else but pleasuring his women. The Graces seemed to love it as well, judging by the heavy amount of squirting that was drenching the lounge chair underneath of them.

"I'm cumming!" one yelled, as Stephen felt the familiar spray of juices coating his lower half.

He wasn't going to last long now. Just hearing the two women's moans was bringing him closer to the edge of no return. At this point, he was even forgetting to switch women, and the Grace on top was getting every furious piston of his hips in overdrive. He was over the edge a few seconds later.

"I'm gonna cum," he groaned, while slamming his hips in deep to the Grace on top. Soon enough, a steady stream of cum was coating the insides of her womb, splashing deep into every crevice of her body.

It wasn't long until the only thing keeping him standing upright was his hands that gripped Grace's ass. Slowly, he disengaged himself, letting the puddle of their juices flow out of her as his member freed itself. Feeling lightheaded, he sat down on the lounge chair behind him.

The Grace on top got up slowly, shooting a sexy grin back at him before cupping her hands between her legs. "I love when you cum in me, babe."

"Me too," replied Stephen, while still trying to catch his breath.

The Grace on the bottom sat up, and faced the other two. "That was so hot. Thank you both for letting me join you." She gave one last wink at Stephen before she disappeared into thin air.

"I have no words... to describe... how cool that was," Stephen huffed, while smiling up at the original Grace.