The New Normal

A week later, we had settled into a routine. Each day, Angie and I would push the limits of what Victoria was comfortable with.

Currently, we were all watching TV and Angie was sucking me off like a mad woman.

“How do you go that deep?” Victoria asked as she watched her sister. “You’re crying!”

“I love it,” Angie said as she choked. “I get off on this!”

“Wow,” Victoria said with something between revulsion and admiration. "Seriously? It looks like you're ****."

"I have an idea," I said as I pulled Angie off me by her hair. "Go grab a vibrator."

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking, Daddy?"

"Wait! You did call him that!" Victoria said.

"Guilty," Angie said as she got up and ran to the bedroom.

"I think I'm going to go now-"

"Here you go," Angie said as she put a little object in her sister's hand. "You can massage yourself with this."

"Eww! I'm not using your sex toy!"

"It's not mine," Angie told her. "Dan bought it for you."

"When?"

"About a month ago, actually," I said. "I was waiting for the right moment."

"And this is it? When I'm watching my sister deepthroat my boyfriend?"

"Congratulations," I told her as I sat back. "Now try it."

"Want me to show you how, dear sister?"

"Back off, Angie!"

"The switch is on the bottom," she directed. "Roll it around and make yourself feel good."

"Okay, don't look."

"That's the only invitation I need," Angie said as she swallowed my dick.

"Ah! It tickles!”

"That's what you said the first time I went down on you," I reminded her.

“That’s true,” she said with a sigh. “Oh.”

A moment passed. “Tell me when you’re about to cum,” Angie told me.

I looked over at her sister. “Not long with that sight to look at.”

“Good. Now... “ she pulled off me and stood up. “”You should take that thing and put it to good use.”

“What?” Victoria asked as she realized we were both looking at her.

“Hold it to your clit,” Angie instructed her sister. “So Dan can fuck you at the same time.”

“Oh!”

I got on my knees to position myself in front of Victoria. I took my time sliding into her, making sure she was comfortable as I began a slow rhythm.

“You can go faster,” she told me.

“Not if I want to last for more than two strokes,” I told her. “May I share this orgasm with you?”

“Oh!” She tossed the vibrator aside. “In that case, I don’t think I need this at the moment.”

“I’ll take it,” Angie said as she picked it up.

“Angie! That was just touching me!”

Angie smirked. “What, this?” She lifted it to her body, sliding it between her tits and up to her face to begin licking it.

“Ange!”

After sucking on it for a few seconds she lowered it back down her body and slipped it inside herself.

“Damn,” Victoria said. “This girl.”

I’d had enough. I slammed into my baby momma, fucking her hard and fast, trying to bring her to climax despite already starting myself.

It seemed to work as Victoria yelled out and tightened around me. Both of our mouths were open and we stared into each other’s eyes as we shared our moment. Soon after, I sat back down between the two girls.

Angie wasted no time, returning to her position on the floor and using her tongue to clean the juices off my cock. She moaned as she slapped my dick on her face and created a mess. We heard the vibrator as she fingered herself to completion all while sucking me off.

“Mmm,” she said as she sat back up on the couch next to me. “My sister tastes good.”

“Wow,” Victoria said as she leaned back on the other side of me. “I left this place, looking for experience. But I didn’t realize I had everything to learn right here.”

“Stick with me, sis. We’ll go places.”

We all sat back contentedly for a moment.

“I have something to talk to you both about,” Angie said nonchalantly.

“Right now?” Victoria asked. “You’re topless, Dan is naked and I’m sitting here with semen dripping out of me.”

“Yeah, well. Anyway. So you know my Onlyfans account?”

“Yes?” I answered.

“Well, I haven’t updated it at all since we got back together. And I’m losing customers because of it. Don’t get me wrong, I’m still gaining more than I’m losing, but it’s hard to keep fans when you aren’t posting anything new.”

“Okay?”

“So, what should I do with it?” She sat up, staring at my cock before bouncing it with her finger.

“Hey, that’s mine!” Victoria told her sister.

“Not anymore, bitch. We share this now!” Angie made me worried for a moment. Then she continued. “Anyway, the way I figure it, we have three options. One, I delete the account entirely. I made enough to last me six months and had fun with it. Two, I leave it open and occasionally post old pictures I’ve already taken until the subscribers fade off.”

“And the third?”

“Three, I keep it going. I don’t mind doing it, it turns out I’m a bit of an exhibitionist and I really love getting a bunch of compliments all the time. It feels kind of cool to know that tens of thousands of dudes are jerking off to me, you know?”

“Eww,” Victoria said.

“Well, I want it to be a decision we all make,” she said. “Because we’re together now. We’re a triple.”

“A triple? I actually kind of like that,” Victoria told her. “I vote you just delete the account.”

“Well, hold on,” I said. “How much do you think you’re making?”

“Oh, I’ve earned over twenty grand this month alone.”

“What!” Victoria sat up. “Hold on. We could retire off that kind of money.”

“I mean, not really. But if my subscriber count keeps going up, yeah, maybe.”

“What would help?” I asked.

“If I showed my face, for one. I get asked for that a hundred times a day. I suppose I could sell it to a higher tier, but showing my face would probably double that.”

“Wow. What else?”

“Sex acts. Some dude with a nice dick **** me out with his cock on camera, for example.”

“Interesting,” I said.

“I bet I could get triple that if I told everyone I had a hot sister and we appeared in photo shoots together.”

“Never going to happen,” Victoria told her. “But I’m coming around to the idea that you make us a bunch of money.”

“Yeah? I’m the money maker and you’re the baby taker? Taker care of? I thought I had something for this…”

“How do you feel about showing your face?” I asked her.

“I wouldn’t want to if I had a real job. But if I was seriously able to switch to this, I wouldn’t have to work. Any time I’d be out in public, I’d be with you, so I wouldn’t really have to worry about being recognized because you would protect me. I'd warn everyone that my boyfriend is violent and my sister is crazy.”

“True, true. It seems like you’ve thought about this.”

“Of course. I’m a planner.”

“She really is,” Victoria added.

“Speaking of, I have something else I thought we could plan.”

“What’s that?” I asked.

“Our wedding.”