by Julie Law
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Cinderella woke to the sounds of Elena painting.
She looked up, eyes still bleary from sleep, to find a nude Elena working on a large canvas.
Elena moved from side to side, her hair swishing against her motions, her beautiful bared rear looking incredibly alluring.
Cinderella wanted to get up and force Elena’s naked frame against the wet paint and take her stepsister from behind, spreading her legs and spearing her with her cock, until she had Elena scream in pleasure like the night before.
But then Elena finished her work and turned around.
She looked wild, her hair streamed around her, a drop of paint in one of her bared breasts, so close to the nipple that Cinderella wanted to lick it off.
Cinderella felt her cock hardening and started getting up, but Elena acted first and moved towards her, fast, climbing on top of Cinderella, pressing her naked body against her stepsister.
They kissed, heatedly, their hands groping each other’s bodies, and would have ended of doing more if there wasn’t for a sound coming from the study’s door.
Elena looked towards it, fearing that her mother had found them, but it was her adopted sister.
Elsa looked at the entwined girls, her mouth open in startlement, before she turned around and ran away, leaving the door open.
Cinderella and Elena looked at each other, worried, before they scrambled to dress themselves.
Cinderella finished first and made to run after Elsa, but Elena stopped her, knowing she would have an easier time talking to her sister. She kissed Cinderella, nothing more than a little peck on the younger girl’s tasty lips, before she ran after Elsa.
Cinderella stood in Elena’s study, not quite knowing what she should do. She could only hope Elena successfully convinced Elsa not to tell her stepmother anything.
During the next week Cinderella had basically no contact with either of the girls.
Elsa avoided her, fleeing away from Cinderella anytime she saw her.
Elena wouldn’t do more than give her a kiss or two when they meet, her fear of discovery renewed.
Their new routine only changed when Cinderella’s stepmother told them their biggest creditor would visit them the next day.
They needed to prepare to receive him and the urgency of the matter got the three girls to work together, any other thoughts forgotten for a while.
Elsa searched the mansion’s gardens until she found the most beautiful flowers there to decorate the house. Elena and Cinderella cleaned, rearranging some of the furniture, trying to seem as if their old fortune hadn’t left them.
Cinderella’s stepmother arranged for some snacks and chose the drinks that would accompany them, all of it to impress their creditor.
The man arrived near the night; he was an older gentleman, someone who Cinderella had never seen before.
Her stepmother tried to weave her tales, making it appear as they weren’t suffering any difficulties, trying to prolong the payment of the debt as much as she could, but the man was adamant and wanted his money.
Cinderella’s stepmother then started begging, but the man ignored her, not feeling pity for someone who just a few moments ago had tried to deceive him.
He got up to leave and then stopped still, his eyes focused on something on the wall.
The stepmother didn’t realize what had caught his attention, but Cinderella did.
It was the painting Elena had started the morning after they had made love for the first time. The painting Elena put on the wall as a way to tease her.
The man let Cinderella’s stepmother’s renewed words wash over him, his attention focused on the picture.
Cinderella waited until her stepmother stopped speaking for a moment, and then she asked him if he liked the painting.
His eyes flashed to her, evaluating the girl he had been ignoring for most of the night.
Cinderella’s stepmother glared at her from behind his back, but then the man replied, asking about the painter. Cinderella smiled at him and gestured towards Elena, pointing her stepsister as the author.
The man looked surprised for a second, but congratulated the young woman, saying she had great talent, and asking if she would be interested in selling the picture.
Elena was reluctant at first; she had made the painting to celebrate the night she had spent with Cinderella and didn’t want to part with it, but then Cinderella slipped her hand into hers and she consented to sell.
What happened next baffled the stepsisters and their mother, as Cinderella negotiated with the man as if she was an experienced merchant.
The man steadily raised the price he was offering until they reached an agreement and the painting was sold.
It wasn’t a fortune and it wouldn’t be enough to pay any outstanding debts, but it would give them some room to breathe.
Cinderella even convinced the man to return in the future and see some of Elena’s other works, believing he might be interested.
He promised to return and bring some friends with him, people who enjoyed art and possessed good taste.
Cinderella’s stepmother accompanied him to the door, returning with a big smile and grudgingly congratulating Cinderella about the manner in which she had haggled with the man.
They parted ways afterwards.
Cinderella entered her room, undressed and lain on the bed, already anticipating another night alone, when there was a knock at her door and Elena entered, dragging Elsa behind.
Cinderella looked from one girl to the other, surprised at seeing them there, but then Elena moved towards her and climbed unto her lap, kissing her, fervently, making Cinderella’s cock strain itself against her undergarments as it hardened.
No matter how much Cinderella wanted to lose herself on that kiss, the knowledge Elsa was right there watching them stopped her.
Elena realized it and got up with a smile, moving towards her adopted sister. She got behind Elsa and hugged her, her arms encircling Elsa’s frame. Elena poised her chin on Elsa’s shoulder and looked at Cinderella, her arms slowly roving over her sister’s body, feeling her up.
Elsa looked away from Cinderella’s eyes, away from the lust she saw there, not believing Elena convinced her to do this, to be Elena’s present to Cinderella for what the girl had managed downstairs.
In a dark corner of her mind Elsa knew why she had let it happen. She had always felt her knees weakening when she was near Cinderella, the girl’s beauty capable of touching her in ways she couldn’t describe.
Not even the discovery of Cinderella’s abnormality – or the fact Cinderella was Elena’s lover – extinguished her attraction.
Elena knew it.
She had seen it in Elsa’s eyes when she confronted her adopted sister after being caught with Cinderella. She used that attraction to stop Elsa from saying anything about what she found and to convince her to join Elena in her dalliances with Cinderella.
Cinderella watched as Elena slowly stripped Elsa, baring her sister’s breasts and sex to the world, so similar to Elena’s that they were almost indistinguishable.
Elena saw the lust on Cinderella’s eyes, the way the younger girl’s sight followed her hands on Elsa’s body.
She cupped her adopted sister’s breasts, rolling the nipples between her fingers and making Elsa gasp out loud.
Elsa moaned and watched Cinderella watch her.
She loved the way the younger girl’s sight never left her body, as Elena fondled and touched her. She let her adopted sister play with her body, ready to do anything just to hold Cinderella’s attention for a little bit more.
Elena, for her part, didn’t care that it was taboo to touch her sister as she was.
She liked touching Elsa, much more than she thought she would; the fact seeing the two sisters entwined seemed to excite Cinderella so much was a bonus in Elena’s mind.
Slowly, she moved one of her hands south, earing Elsa whimper, before she reached the girl’s intimate curls, and c
aressed them, her hand moving over her adopted sister’s core, feeling the wetness accumulating there.
Cinderella took off her undergarments and started stroking herself, watching them play.
Elena’s fingers touched her sister’s labia, tracing the contour of Elsa’s opening, then running a finger vertically over the slit, before her fingers encircled Elsa’s clit and pinched it, making the girl gasp and moan out loud, Elsa’s legs almost failing her.
Elena teased Elsa to the brink of orgasm, her fingertips sliding just inside her sister’s cunt, and then she pushed Elsa in Cinderella’s direction.
Elsa would have fallen to the ground if Cinderella hadn’t caught her.
She remained in Cinderella’s arms for some moments, her eyes wide as she contemplated Cinderella’s cock from up close.
Cinderella touched Elsa’s chin and moved her head up, kissing her afterwards, marveling at the texture of Elsa’s lips, so similar to Elena’s, even if Elsa kissed in a completely different, and more innocent, manner.
Elena stripped as she watched her lover and her adopted sister kiss and then moved forward, coming up behind Elsa.
She pulled on her Elsa’s hair, ending the girl’s kiss with Cinderella.
Elsa protested, but Elena ignored her, grabbing her hand and moving it towards Cinderella’s cock, making her sister circle the flesh and stroke it.
Elsa looked fascinated at the texture of Cinderella’s cock, at the warmth, and at the way Cinderella responded to such simple stimulation, the younger girl closing her eyes and moaning.
Elena whispered at Elsa’s ear, telling her to tighten her grip and speed her motions.
Elsa did, obeying without hesitation, until Cinderella started panting and breathing hard.
When Elena noticed Cinderella wouldn’t last for much longer she stopped her sister’s motions and caressed Elsa’s head, pressing down.
Elsa let Elena guide her to her knees, and then to Cinderella’s cock, opening her mouth, her sister whispering instructions about how to suck it.
Elsa licked the cock’s head, swirling her tongue around its tip, tasting the pre-cum.
Elena pressed Elsa’s head again, making her bob her head up and down over Cinderella’s shaft.
Cinderella closed her eyes at the feeling of Elsa’s tight mouth around her cock, the girl moving increasingly faster as she became accustomed to sucking cock.
Elsa loved the taste of Cinderella’s flesh.
She could feel the younger girl’s cock fill her entire mouth and she couldn’t help bit moan around it, feeling Cinderella twitch with the breathy sound she released. Her tongue wrapped itself around warm flesh as she sucked, feeling the prick sliding into her throat, almost to the point where she couldn’t breathe.
Elena shuddered at the sight of her lover’s cock moving in and out of Elsa, seeing it glisten with Elsa’s saliva, before it would disappear once again in her sister’s mouth.
Elena looked up and found Cinderella’s eyes on her. She smiled and her lover smiled back, before the older girl focused on her adopted sister, urging her to move faster.
Elsa replied by bobbing her head up and down over Cinderella’s cock, hard, almost bruising the younger girl’s dick.
Elena grabbed Elsa’s hand and guided it between Cinderella’s thighs, making her feel the younger girl’s female sex, and pressing one of her fingers inside the tight canal.
Elsa learned fast and kept moving on her own, exploring Cinderella’s folds and clit, making the girl groan.
Elena moved her own hand between her sister’s thighs, feeling Elsa’s wet sex, teasing it, tracing the nether lips and then pushing a finger inside.
Elsa gasped, feeling her virgin pussy walls wrapping around Elena’s finger, while her head bobbed over Cinderella’s cock, and her hand explored the younger girl’s cunt.
Cinderella poised her hands on top of Elsa’s head a second before she came, making sure the girl wouldn’t move her head, wanting to come inside Elsa’s mouth and make her taste and swallow her seed.
Elsa did, loving it, her throat and mouth working together to try and swallow all that Cinderella’s cock gave her, even as her hands were drenched by the wetness squirting from Cinderella’s pussy.
Elena watched, amused, as her adopted sister milked Cinderella’s cock.
She waited until Elsa stopped and released Cinderella’s flesh, before she pulled her sister back and laid her on the bed, maneuvering herself between her legs, spreading them and opening Elsa’s sex to her sight, to her touch and to her tongue.
Cinderella watched, her eyelids heavy, as Elena devoured her sister, the wild girl anxious to taste Elsa’s nectar.
Elsa groaned as Elena licked and tongued her, her hands holding unto her sister’s hair, while Elena entered her with her fingers and tongue.
Elena slid two fingers inside, seeing them glisten with the other girl’s wetness, moving them in and out, fast, easily, while her mouth worked on Elsa’s clit, taking the little nub into her mouth and suckling it, her tongue swirling, until Elsa came screaming, her legs twitching and closing, trying to trap Elena where she was.
Elena licked Elsa all throughout her orgasm, prolonging it for as long as possible, tasting her sister’s sex.
Cinderella watched from the side, slowly stroking her cock, waiting until Elena finished, then she came behind Elena, before the girl moved from where she was, and positioned herself at her stepsister’s entrance and pushed, entering her in a single thrust.
Elena gasped and crawled over her sister, Cinderella following her and thrusting into her, filling her with her cock, until she stood face to face with Elsa.
Elena leaned down and kissed her adopted sister, gently at first, more heatedly later, while Cinderella drilled into her.
Elsa held Elena in her arms, tasting her own wetness from her sister’s mouth, the girl’s frame rocking with Cinderella’s thrusts, until she felt Elena shake and come with a scream of pure rapture.
Cinderella groaned as Elena’s pussy tightened around her cock, gripping her flesh so tightly she thought she would go insane from the pleasure.
She remained sheathed inside her lover until Elena stopped twitching, her orgasm spent. Then Cinderella slid her cock out of Elena’s sex, letting the older girl move aside and rest with her back against the bed, before she focused her attentions on the girl that had been beneath Elena.
Elsa swallowed as her protection waned when Elena moved away, her body now bared to Cinderella’s eyes as the girl looked down at her with lust and anticipation.
Cinderella smiled at her, gently, calming Elsa’s heart.
Then she poisoned herself between Elsa’s legs, spreading them a little more, and kissed Elsa, gently, with care, before moving her mouth aside and kissing Elsa’s cheeks, her throat, her breasts.
Elsa gasped as Cinderella’s fingers moved between her thighs, exploring her folds, her clit, making her wetter, ready to be plunged, to be ravaged.
Cinderella guided her cock to Elsa’s opening, teasing her stepsister with it, hitting her clit, and using it to trace Elsa’s nether lips. Then she slid her cock’s head into the girl beneath her, slowly and carefully, trying not to hurt Elsa.
Elsa held back a wince at Cinderella’s girth, but soon enough it was replaced by pleasure as her cunt became used to Cinderella’s cock.
Cinderella frowned as her cock went deep and every time deeper into Elsa without finding any obstacle. She looked confused at Elsa, not believing the girl had ever loved someone.
When Elsa realized what Cinderella was silently asking her she blushed and then admitted to breaking her hymen when she went for a horse ride, having riding as men do, instead of sidesaddle as young ladies should do.
Cinderella kissed Elsa in reply, happy beyond measure about being Elsa’s first. She increased the speed and vigor of her thrusts, feeling Elsa reply by thrusting back at her, the older girl’s hips rising from the bed until they found Cinderella’s.
Elena
watched from the side, waiting until she felt her stepsister and adopted sister were near the edge before she moved, slipping her hands between them and finding both girls’ clits, grasping the little nubs and exciting them, pleasuring both girls until they came, Cinderella filling Elsa’s womb with her seed.
They lay in a heap in bed afterwards, Cinderella between both sisters.
Cinderella was near sleep when she felt a tongue on her cock and she looked down to find Elena between her legs, her member slowly hardening.
For one moment she wanted to close her eyes and ignore her lover, to sleep and rest.
Then Elsa’s mouth took one of her nipples and the three girls lost themselves in heated lovemaking to the end of the night.
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The girls got woken up by a furious scream.
Cinderella turned her head towards the room’s entrance to see her stepmother standing there, the woman’s eyes filled with rage and hate as she looked towards the bed.
She gulped, naked as she was, nestled between the woman’s daughters, Elena clutching Cinderella’s right side, Elsa the left.
Both of them were awake now and trembling with fear at their mother’s anger.
Cinderella’s stepmother walked closer to the bed before she stopped and turned around, her fury too great for the woman to control herself. She left the room quickly, afraid of what she might do.
After a few moments the girls heard the sounds of glass and pottery breaking.
Elena looked at her side, seeing Cinderella frozen, indecisive, and her adopted sister looking absolutely terrified. She shook her head and got up, ignoring Cinderella who tried to hold her back and dressed, slowly, before going after her mother.
Elsa followed after an instant later, making sure Cinderella would remain in the room while she and Elena calmed their mother.
She knew her mother wouldn’t attack them, but she didn’t know what the woman would do should she see Cinderella.
Cinderella remained inside the room and waited.
She heard screams and yells of anger, of sorrow, of despair, but she didn’t move staying in bed, confident the sisters would be capable of managing their mother.