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-Check.-.

-Check.-.

Emily snickers in complacency, drawing all the fiches on the table to her spot. She shows you her hand - all right, you should have avoided bluffing that much. When you were Tom, you were really decent in doing so; instead, from what you can recall, Cindy has never been a good player, too prone to ruffle from the very beginning. Compared to how Kim and Tina played last time, you can see how much you've distanced yourself from your former identity.

It's Tyler's turn now to deal. He silently regroups the cards - he's not very talkative or receptive, you hope that this side effect of the mind control will unravel with time - and you attentively follow his movements as he shuffles. Actually, they're quite fluid, the cards slide on each other with an almost silent swish, and his fingers are moving methodically, with high precision. Though, they also look strong and secure. He must be really good at using them...

"He's hot, right?".

"Uh-uh." You confirm mindlessly. Then you realize - it's Emily's voice! - and you look up at her in disbelief. She smirks, her lips not pronouncing a word, nevertheless she speaks again.

Of course, telepathy, like with Charity-you.

"Sorry, I couldn't help but notice how you looked at him while we were on the couch.".

"I... I mean... no, I wasn't, I wasn't peeping!" You turn red: you really weren't!

...Or were you? You don't know, ok, sure you're starting to feel the abstinence, yeah, and you've had relationships with engaged guys before, but...

"Don't worry, you can say it. I know he is, I chose him for a reason.".

You give him another peek: rationally, you shouldn't be that attracted by him, he's average, and he doesn't have any detail that particularly stands out... yet, you're really getting warm down there, and shivers are running through your spine.

"He's cute." You admit: "But he's your boyfriend, I would never...".

"It's not a problem, really. Cindy, I... listen, we would be honored if you'd join us.".

Tyler serves you your hand, cards land on the table with a light flap. You widen your eyes in astonishment.

"L-Like, right now?".

Emily frowns for a moment, then she lights up: "Sure, if you want.".

-Babe, I'll get something to drink.- She gets up and takes a sip in the kitchen; however, this was clearly just an excuse, as instead of sitting back in her place she moves next to you.

-Em? This way you see her cards.- Tyler dumbly notices.

-So, TyTy, who do you think is prettier? Me or Cindy?- She asks out of the blue.

-Uh... you of course.- His loyalty provides the answer, yet his wandering eyes suggest a relevant degree of indecision. You can feel his glance undressing you of the already skimpy clothes you're wearing... and you really, really relish that sensation.

-Aww, you're so sweet babe! But I see how you look at her. Don't you find her... hot?- Your former cousin cups your right breast with her hand, while you use your thumb to loosen the other's strap.

-She's... she's hot.- He concedes.

A thrill of excitement shivers down your back. He's yearning for you, now he must be imagining doing God knows what with you. Oh, you're so dying for that moment to come.

-And... is she sexy?-.

-Yeah, she's very sexy.-.

You turn to Emily, looking at her with eyes throbbing with lust. You still can't believe that this is happening for real.

-I find you sexy too.- She purrs: -Very, very sexy.-.

-Emily...-.

She leans forward, and you close your eyes. Your lips accept hers with passion and desire; her lips, the ones of the same girl you were playfully calling 'sister' just minutes ago.

A delectable hand slides between your legs, rubbing your short-covered crotch. Gosh, her fingers are so dainty...

Tyler lets out a groan, clearly mesmerized by the sight. Since you've been a male for most of your life, you can imagine what he's experiencing right now. Reaching out your hand, you grope the conspicuous bulge that is straining his trousers, constating in amazement the hardness beneath.

-TyTy, why don't you take off those cumbersome clothes? So that Cindy can show you all her appreciation for your words...-.

He's ready to comply, and you frankly doubt that the mind control had something to do this time. Before he can take off his boxer as well, however, you stop him.

-Wait.-.

You and your 'sister' exchange a knowing glance, then you both kneel in front of him, your hands caressing his thighs and stopping just below the groin, only to make him mourn a little more.

But you're starving as well at this point. You pull down the elastic of his underpants, and finally his erect cock springs up appetizingly. With a mixture of pride and disappointment, you notice that it's a little smaller than yours (meaning, Tom's), yet it exudes firmness and prominence, pleading for you to take care of it.

Emily grabs the base with her manicured fingers; it's fair, he's her boyfriend. You start lapping all the length of the shaft, one per side, pointing at him with eager eyes, enjoying the throbbing saltness which plucks your taste buds.

-Emily... uhh...- He moans, and a part of you suffers from it: you want him to moan your name, not just hers; you want to know that he's getting off for your work, that without you he wouldn't be feeling what he feels now. You're progressively moving toward the glans since, you quickly realize, it's his most sensitive point. With the tip of your tongues, you therefore tease the coronal ridge.

-Babe... you're so good...- He says, gently stroking the side of Emily's head.

She grins for a moment, and then her lips swallow his head with a skill that can't possibly be improvised. She sucks in her cheeks, popping it like you would do with ice cream. Since the trunk is now occupied, you move below and playfully chew his testicles, once again exploiting the leftovers of Kim's knowledge on blowjobs.

Right now, you can see it on his disfigured face, he's wondering how he got this lucky. It doesn't matter that you're puppeteering him: no guy would ever believe that someday he will be spontaneously blown off by two beautiful girls like you.

Yeah, you're a beautiful girl, and boys fancy you. This one here, he will cum for you.

-Cindy...- He finally groans your name, and you don't know if this is Emily's opera, but you don't care, as a bubbling of joy surges inside you. You are so thrilled that you detach, biting your lip in enthusiasm. Emily eyes you subtly and releases her boyfriend's dick to come to you.

You swing in front of each other in a hypnotic dance, admiring your delectable forms, perfectly knowing that Tyler is not even batting his eyelids at you.

-Here, let me help you.- She lowers the straps of your top, untying your arms and exposing your tingling bosom. Without adding any other word, she guides your hand to substitute hers in stroking her boyfriend's cock, then she grabs your boobs and lewdly licks one, covering with her large tongue your big, excited nipple.

"Ohh Jesus!!!".

You look at the horny girl beneath you, feeling in the exact way Tyler must have felt a minute ago since she's looking at you with that same deadly stare. You can't believe that such a gorgeous deity is sucking your tits with such emphasis, it's as if she's really loving it. Perhaps, perhaps she is, you reason.

She keeps going for some minutes, alternating one breast with the other, while you keep jerking her lover's penis, whose swallows are becoming increasingly dry and frequent. It takes only a quick glance between you and your accomplice to know that it's time for the main dish. She consequentially stops her lovely job, and it's you who now is taking off her shirt, while with her digits she makes sure that Tyler's cock isn't neglected in the meantime.

You're thrilled in anticipation. Doing it with an already-involved guy has never been a particular turn-on for you, but the thought of doing it with the girlfriend too, you don't know why, maybe it's because you're a new Cindy, but you're champing at the bit right now. And maybe it's because she's a new Emily too that she senses it immediately.

She finally tosses away your top and then she leans on the table, flaunting her skirted ass at her hyper-aroused boyfriend, and at you as well. You are fascinated by the sight of her sinuous and toned back, sculpted like the one of a Greek statue, and so you cover it with soft kisses, savoring its sensual warmth, while you unfasten her skirt. With a shiver of excitement, you feel Tyler's palm press on your ass.

"Mmm... she's so... so attractive...".

Your mouth has entirely descent her back, and you finally lower the cloth. She's wearing a breathtaking pair of blue lace panties, which adhere to her rounded gluteuses with a perfection that is almost artistic. You can't restrain yourself from licking them with passion, almost feeling the burning skin under them.

Emily's voice erupts in crystalline laughter: -My my, you're a real teaser, Cindy!-.

Your heart pumps hard in your chest. You can't wait to have your hands on her naked form, to see her bare butt as she does when she's alone in her room, or when she turns to the mirror before having a shower: to be part of that intimacy that Cindy has never desired from another girl before. And thus, you drop those adorable panties and admire her bashful face, before turning to the true beauty of her revealed pussy.

You gasp: it's gorgeous as you've expected, and even more. Shaved, pinkish, pearled with a scentless patina of droplets. And you, you think, you have a similar one between your legs. Oh God. It's so, it's so amazing.

-Mmm, you like it Tybee?- She asks her boyfriend, whose oratory skills are severely reduced at this moment, as he has remained agape. Well, the part of him you care about the most is showing all its appreciation.

-My turn now~- She singsongs, motioning you to take her place and kneeling next to you. Your jeans first, and your panties next, are discarded, and she has her greedy tongue stamped on your hips, just to play with you a bit more.

Tyler grunts, ready to take the further step. You are too. Therefore, you both lean on the table, once again swaying your booties in invitation. You hear him moving behind you but your vision is captured by Emily's delightful face, right a few centimeters from yours, with her warm breath blowing on your giggling lips.

Emily; this girl that theoretically you should barely know; this girl that you feel close to like with a sister, this beautiful, blonde girl who has never ever had any lesbian tendencies, as far as you know; now she wants you, and you want her too, and deep down you know that it's wrong but you can't resist, hence you kiss her, and she kisses you back, and it's awesome like you fantasized, like before, yet even better.

And, like before, you feel her hand sliding on your pussy, but this time there is no barrier in between, and so her fingers brush rawly against your slit, making you shiver in pleasure at each millimeter they tread.

"Emily... Ma...ria... I...".

Emily moans loudly in your mouth, it's abrupt and intense, something must have happened. You distinguish sloppy sounds coming from her groin, not much dissimilar to the one produced by her digits on yours, but different somehow. Then, you understand.

"Oh J-Jesus... He's eating her out... while she's kissing me... and, and they're not mad, they, they like it... and I... I like it...".

Having diverted her lips, your kisses have become more passionate, almost as if you were trying to eat each other's countenance. Emily's petite frame is shaking like a leaf, the pleasure she must be enduring right now must be incredible, and the mere perspective that soon it will be yours too, oh gosh, your poor little vagina is yearning for it, you want it, you need it, you feel like you're gonna die but you'd love to die like this.

Until, suddenly, it simply happens, and Tyler sinks his face in your inner folds.

"Oh... ohh... aww!!!".

You didn't expect him to be this good with his tongue, perhaps it's his way to compensate for the size of his dick; but merely like this, damn, he's fucking you better than your past boyfriend, James, with his penis. You try to bear it and keep going, but soon you have to stop making out to release a powerful moan, looking down at him in amazement and violently grabbing his head.

-Yeah, he's really good, right?- Emily jokes with a rough voice, oh great Lord, how comes she held it for so long before? You feel the orgasm building up closer and closer, your head is spinning, your legs are trembling, but the final strand comes from Emily herself as she assaults your breasts for the second time, twerking your puffy nipples with the tip of her tongue.

Then, you meet her sultry eyes again, and you finally succumb to the climax. You scream at the top of your lungs as your body is rocketed by a mind-wiping explosion of bliss.

-Ahhhh!!!-.

You collapse on the furniture, panting and gasping, tears forming in your visage. Emily playfully fiddles with your hair, flashing a complacent grin; behind you, you see that Tyler is quivering in a repressed frenzy.

-TyTy, I'm sooo horny right now. Buuuut... maybe you need a hand... Cindy dear, could you help my TyTy stick his cock in my tight little cunny?~-.

You bite your lip, stoked by the idea of seeing her being fucked in front of you, the countersense between something so private and lewd and your presence here is sending you into ecstasy. You're almost impressed by your instantaneous recharge. When you were a male, you would have to wait minutes after an orgasm; now, instead, as you touch Tyler's boner and find it stiff like a dagger, you already have to fight the urge to take him by yourself.

But Emily has to be the one. It's fair. And so, you guide it into her awaiting fanny, feasting with her moans as he progressively plunges in.

Emily's cry is like the whimper of a puppy, and her face is traversed by **** spasms of glee and pleasure that you wouldn't have ever imagined on her up to now. You want so, so much to feel what she's feeling right now, to have your dampened vagina filled with his delicious cock.

But sweet Emily hasn't forgotten about you, as her fingers are now back fidgeting down there, or maybe she's doing it just to edge you even more, you don't know, you can't think straightly anymore, you just know that it feels good, it feels awesome, and you love her for this.

Tyler is pounding his girlfriend with vigor, their conjoined sexes resound like squeezed sponges as he moves backward and forward. You really can't resist anymore, you whine in sorrow, begging for your thirst to be satisfied.

-Babe... ahh... would you like to... ahh... to slam your cock in my friend's pussy?-.

-I... anf... yeah!-.

"He wants it!!!" You startle in joy.

"Please, please give it to me PLEASE!!!".

-Naughty naughty boyfriend... ahh... then you should... you should really fill her poor pussy with all your love!-.

Tyler then slows down his thrusts until he stops, and he turns to you with wild eyes. You glimpse him shifting to allineate with you, you feel Emily's hands moving on your bum, and then...

-Ohhhh Goooood!!!!-.

It doesn't feel as good as you believed: no, it feels better, like a breath of water in the desert. In your frenzy, you wonder what you did to deserve such benevolence, and anguish clutches your heart when your mind reminds you why you're here in the first place. But as soon as he thrusts in, it all fades away, supplanted by an overwhelming lust.

"I'm horrible, I'm the worst person in the world! But I'm loving it so much! I love taking it from behind like a breeding cow!!!".

He fucks you for minutes, giving no sign of being close to finish, whatever Emily has done to him it's working, and it's working perfectly. However, once again your companion has her plans. Tyler suddenly pulls back, leaving you half elated and half unsatisfied, while the blonde girl is already back kneeling down to suck his manhood. With your fingers, enthralled by such a vision, you keep the sparkle alive between your legs.

-I'm sorry Cindy, but it looked so yummy!- She apologizes. She doesn't have to, you perfectly know what she's meaning, but now that you've been interrupted you want to try something different.

-Can you make him sit down?- You ask. Emily grins in complicity, and Tyler sits back in his chair. Emily is immediately over him and she swallows his turgid dick within her folds. You, in the meantime, take her place at his knees.

-Mmm fuck, I'm so close babe!!!- She screams. Tyler avidly bites her sensitive nipples and holds her tightly in a way that is almost romantic, if not for you groping his cock in the meanwhile.

Finally, Emily's body convulses violently, she pulls her head backward like a spirited person, and her lips let out the most erotic sigh you have ever heard. Her cheeks are scorching, her eyes rolled up inside their sockets: you have never seen her like this. This feels so wrong, to be here right now, to look at her while she's in this status, so wrong, so wrong, and so exciting too.

-Come here Cindy...- She gently calls you. You get up and sway to her, clinging to her beautiful form while Tyler adds one of your nipples to his mouth, honestly surprising you with his initiative.

The soft pain is just a fertilizer for your desire, and Emily asks you if you're ready.

You are.

-Then let's not waste any more time, shall we?~- She climbs off, letting you spin around to have your back against his chest. You descend on his erect cock, and let gravity do the rest. Emily's svelte fingers are, probably for the last time, teasing your vagina, this once wisely focusing on your clit. And, in fact, you're already on the verge.

-Aww!!! Emily!!! I, I!!!-.

In a simultaneous action, they kiss your tits from both sides and, as moving on their own accords, your arms slither around their heads to lock them on the spot.

-Emily, I'm-I'm-OH GOD I'M CUMMING!!!- You ultimately let out.

For the second time in a row, a breath-taking orgasm washes away all your thoughts, shattering your sanity and whiting out your vision. You perceive that you're tossed around a bit, and indeed you eventually find yourself laying on the floor, not far from Emily who's having Tyler stroking his dick right above her, pointing at her tummy. To you, it's a lure as tempting as a torch to a moth.

You crawl to her, sticking out your tongue and licking her hips in anticipation. It takes just a pair of seconds more for him to finally have his coveted release, with his jizz that spurts, warm and sticky, on both your mug and her stomach.

And so, like this, it's over. The three of you are gasping hard, struggling to get up from your positions, while the Harris kitchen is reeking of sex and corporal fluids. You pass a nail on your chin, finding it dirty with the same sperm that is currently dripping from your cheeks. You keep staring at it for a minute, almost perplexed, fascinated by it. You think back at everything that has happened in the last few days, which with tomorrow (Sunday) will be exactly one week; and that anguish of before comes back, but this time nothing is fighting her.

-Hey.- Emily has put her hand on your shoulder, looking at you tenderly, even if she is naked too and not less messy than you. You reciprocate her, deadpan at first, surprised at second, and then in grief; and, in the end, in spite of your promise, in spite of your resolutions, everything that is inside you bursts out in a torrent of tears.

-I'm sorry!!!- You cry.

-Oh, sweetie...- She hugs you, regardless of the semen spread on your bodies, and buries your face onto her little, yet reassuring, chest.

-I'm sorry for what I caused!!! I'm sorry for everything I've done!!! I'm, I'm so, I'm so sorry!!!-.

-Ssh... it's alright, it's alright...-.

You're ashamed of yourself: after last night, you should have already dealt with this, you should have already moved on; nay, you had to. It was your duty to do it, to step out of the bed this morning and to fiercely follow Kim and Tina outside. But, instead, here you are, covered in the sperm of a guy you've just met, crying on the shoulder of your former cousin, and guiltily feeling good in her arms, so much good that, if it were up to you, you would never let them go.