Your 'Lynn-cest' show turns into a messy four way, and you report your success.

It wasn't even two months ago that you'd said your goodbyes to your mom and dad before moving to the big city. They'd been against it, even though this was your chance to join the superhero big leagues.

You've been doing some crime fighting since you got here, true. But even though your parents had couched their concern in terms of the danger of all the villains concentrated here in Acropolis, in reality, they might've been a little more concerned about your... innocence.

Mom and dad might be dismayed to learn that you'd, say, watched a live porn video recording. Or that you'd fucked two action hero type guys in a single night. Not to mention what happened when (one of) you got stuck in that wall.

But you think they never would've suspected that you'd not only figure out you had the ability to create clones of yourself, but that the time between you discovering that ability and having lesbian sex with a clone of yourself would amount to just a little less than 24 hours.

And yet, here you are. You've got another Lickety-Split Lynn sitting in your lap, her soft, eye-catching caboose resting plushly against your hips Her legs are spread wide, and one of her hands is kneading and massaging your breasts. The two of you - literally, the TWO of YOU - are swapping spit noisily as your lips mash against each other and your tongues entwine. The other Lynn's pussy is drenching your fingers with wetness, as your digits swirl around inside her, knuckle deep. You feel your other version wiggle and clench up around your fingers as she groans noisily, before bucking her hips so violently that she falls out of your grasp and breaks the kiss.

Damn. It's making you jealous. The itch between your legs is turning into an insistent burning. It's absurd, really. You had sex three times yesterday! Or, if the incidents with Petite Mort and Magik Knight count, five!

And yet, you are so **** that when the other you is bent over, at the risk of falling onto her knees, you grab her ass and give it a firm two-handed squeeze... followed by a hard spank.

"AH! OUCH! That hurt, damn it!" Lynn #2 yelps amusingly. Sure enough, you left a red handprint on the part of her ass left uncovered by the white high-leg swimsuit you wear.

"You're being selfish. I just fingered you all the way to paradise and you ain't done nothing for me yet!" you give her other ass-cheek a lighter swat and then grope and squeeze that nice soft bun. You grab her by her shoulders and **** her face into your crotch while you're still bent over. A shiver of excitement runs down your spine as she tugs the crotch of your outfit aside with her teeth and starts to lick.

You had no idea you would enjoy this so much. Ever since your body developed, you've done your share of exploring your new assets. You'd touched yourself plenty by the time you started having sex. But this is different from that. It's YOU, it's YOUR body. All of it belongs to you. The other Lynn belongs to you. And yet, you can surprise her. You can make her react.

And, as you discover when her tongue starts slithering up and down your labia and teasing your clit, she can surprise you, too. She knows just as well as you do what feels good. You know she knows just where your clit is, but she made you wait, teased you with the anticipation. It's driving you wild.

You and your clone squeeze one another's bountiful breasts and apple-shaped asses with abandon. It isn't long before the both of you are falling down to the floor in a tangle, kissing one another once again. Even her smell is familiar and comforting. In the back of your mind it occurs to you that there's a danger that you could... get used to this.

As a matter of fact you and your copy have been providing such an entrancing show that you've been keeping both Dominic and Ilyana's attention. The scraggly-dreadlocked criminal broker has been digging around in Magik Knight's booty shorts with his fingers and cupping her breasts in his hand but hasn't gone further... yet. Even as your copy gives you a thorough reaming with her tongue, you can't suppress a giggle when Ilyana turns her head suddenly and accidentally pokes Dom near his eye with those impractical metal 'head-fins' attached to the sides of her headband. It seems her outfit, though certainly sexy, isn't that practical for actually making out with a guy.

You are squeezing your copy's face tight between your legs - but she surprises you by forcing her face forward so she can engulf your pussy completely with her mouth, covering it completely with her lips and sucking. The suction makes you tingle in needy anticipation before her tongue slides in you again. There's a 'pffft' sound like someone blowing a raspberry as she suddenly switches to blowing, putting a tickling pressure everywhere. Oh, yeah - now you remember. That's a trick you picked up from Mike last night. But it seems that you can already do it even better than he can.

Magik Knight is absent-mindedly jerking off Dom's thick, stubby cock with her gloved hand. She doesn't object to his hands taking liberties with her body, but her eyes are absolutely glued to you. Last night, you had wondered if Ilyana was actually as attracted to you as she made herself out to be or if it was just some manipulative game. Now there's no doubt - she wants you desperately. She's jealous of your copy - of both of you. After teasing you relentlessly since the moment she met you, now she is the one helpless in the grip of desire while you tease and show off. And to make sure that she knows it, you flash her a big tooty grin and wink.

"Hey, " Dom rumbles in his scratchy voice, "c'mon, baby... aren't we going to get things goin' further? You want me to help you catch Deathsmite's bratty daughter, right? I wanna feel those hot lips of yours on me..."

"Mmm?" Ilyana sounds like she's barely aware of what he said, until she languidly looks over and rolls her eyes at him. " Atpiyeti durak! And miss a once in a lifetime show like this? Of delicious naive Lynn eating her own pussy for the first time? I think not, dahling! And I do not put ugly dicks in my mouth. Or any dicks." she flicks him in the 'ugly dick' for emphasis, lightly but enough to make him flinch.

Ilyana elbows him and wiggles out of his grip. Just as the scraggly dreadlocked criminal broker is gritting his teeth in angry and frustration, Ilyana gets onto her hands and knees and hikes her ass up in the air, peeling her skin-tight black vinyl short-shorts down around her knees, exposing the pink crease of her pussy and the brown star of her asshole. "If you are too much of an impatient goat to wait, then go ahead and amuse yourself."

"You mean...?" Dominic's voice sounds a bit shocked, and hopeful. His bloodshot eyes go wide and he seizes his hard cock in a deathgrip, getting to his knees behind her.

"Da, da." Ilyana brushes her silky platinum blonde hair over her shoulder and gives you a smoldering gaze with her steely grey eyes. "Go ahead and put it in my pussy. I care not. But don't expect me to miss Lynn making her other self cum for the first time on your account."

"Holy shit! Really? Do I... I mean, should I go and get a rubber...?" Dom asks, gulping dryly.

"Nyet, is fine. My time-of-month was just a few days ago. Now shhhh, quiet. I think Lynn may need some coaching." Magik says with a suggestive wink back at you. "...and maybe a helping hand, as well."

Being treated so dismissively doesn't seem to bother Dom much, considering he's being offered the chance to raw-dog a twenty-year-old slavic supermodel from behind. And the fact that he, too, will get to watch your clone-cest show is just icing on the cake. With a loud, lusty grunt, he stuffs his girthy cock into Magik Knight's hot cunt. You've got her worked up so much that she is plenty wet and ready for him - the man throws his head back and makes a comically exaggerated face as he feels her wet love tunnel gripping him. He slowly starts to slide back and forth until his hips are softly clapping against Ilyana's tight little rump.

You don't end up lasting much longer under the **** of Lynn #2's intimate knowledge of how best to stimulate your clit and send shivers up your spine. You start bouncing up and down on your heels in excitement as she eats you out, giving Dom and Ilyana a delightful show of your enormous breasts bouncing up and down. You clutch at the weighty hemispheres with both hands and pinch your hard nipples between your fingers, showing off forth both of them, as you feel the pleasurable pressure build... and finally explode. You let out a ragged yowl like a wildcat as Lynn #2's tongue pushes you over the edge.

"Hmph!" She says as she pulls her face back. On her knees, Lynn #2 is reaching back and cupping her ass with her hand so she can rub her fingertips against the surface of her pussy. "Took me long enough, huh? I reckon I really am a selfish girl, holding out that long while you know I'm dyin' for some action here. I'm so gawddamn horny I can't stand it. You gonna take responsibility for it?"

"Mmmmm.... I suppose I ought to." you cutely put a finger up to the side of your mouth. "But I think Magik Knight still owes me a lil' bit of pay back for what we gave her yesterday at the hotel when we were layin' in bed all helpless." You pull Lynn #2 to her feet, and hug her by the shoulder. Both of you (again, literally) do your sexiest, most flirtatious pose, with hands over one another's shoulders, groping two pairs of bountiful tits. You lean in so your freckled cheeks are rubbing together.

"You want us to come over there and give y'all a little company on the bed, M-K?" your copy asks casually.

"Ahhhh~" Ilyana moans and bites her lip, and, for the first time, starts throwing her ass back at the guy railing her from behind. "Yes! Yes, I want you, Lynn! I waaaaaant you!"

You smooch your copy on the cheek. "This dumb giggly slut here ate up all my apple pie. But it's a good thing I brought enough for two, huh? You wanna eat it? Tell me."

"YES! YES, I vant to eat your sugar pie!" Magik Knight grips the bedsheets frantically. If Dom weren't gripping her ass in his hands you think she'd pounce on you.

Doing your best sultry butt-swaying walk, you and Lynn #2 make your way to the bed...

...

What follows is a messy, chaotic tangle of lust. First you have Ilyana suckle on one of your tits while your copy takes the other. Then the two of you team up to maul Ilyana's perky bosoms with your hands, while making out in front of her. Dom may be a third wheel, but he doesn't seem to mind - since he fully avails himself of the opportunity to spread your legs apart and get to feel your pussy squeezing him as well. However, despite the fact that Ilyana is focused a lot more on you, Dom seems to have a preference for her, and jumps at the chance to get to fuck her again.

"Alright! I'm gonna call this one the, uh... uh..." you say as you **** Ilyana's head down to the bed.

"The wagon wheel?" Lynn #2 suggests gamely.

"Perfect! Ya read my mind, clone-sister of mine!" you giggle as you get into position, straddling Ilyana's face. Her vision is almost completely blocked out by your juicy, perfectly-toned butt descending towards her face.

For the first time you're getting double cunnilingus - on the giving end, and the receiving end. While Ilyana lies flat on her back, you are using her face as a seat. grinding your pussy against her agile tongue as she pleasures you lascivious swirling motions. Her nose is perilously close to your stink-eye, but she doesn't seem to mind in the least.

You're getting a very close-up view of your asshole, as well. Lynn #2 is standing up in front of you, bent over at the waist so you can eat her from behind. You think with a small note of pride that your pussy smells nicer and a bit less fishy than hers does. And more importantly, it's even more sensitive, as it takes less time to make your copy cum than it took her to make you cum. Not that you slow down at all after you do.

Dom is providing the other side of the wheel - with holding Ilyana's hips up in front of him as he kneels on the bed, pumping his cock in and out of her with a lewd squelching sound that sounds cacophonous to your enhanced hearing. Lynn #2 is french-kissing him on the mouth, moaning into his lips as you pleasure her by reaming out her cunt, jamming your tongue as deep in her as you can until your jaw starts to ache.

Just as you're about to cum for the third time you hear a deep groan, and Dom jerks suddenly as he leans forward, groping the other Lynn's tits while he kisses her. His cock is buried down to the base in Magik Knight as he fills her pussy with his hot seed. That makes her kick it into high gear and swirl the tip of her tongue against your clitty - which puts you over the edge as well. You get lightheaded and a profoud fatigue washes over you as you manage to cum for a third time. A profound exhaustion seeps through you, and you collapse forward, using Magik's thigh as a pillow.

"Aw shoot." you hear your own faintly panting voice. "That's... not fair." Lynn #2 says. "I didn't get to cum again..."

Magik Knight moans indistinctly, like a zombie. She's so overwhelmed she can't even form words anymore. Lynn #2 puts her hands on her hips and looks at the three of you on the bed.

When the scraggly guy sharing the bed with you starts to shuffle over to grab the pack of cigarettes from his patchouli jacket on the nightstand, Lynn #2 grabs him and roughly throws him back down on the bed. "Where do you think you're goin, mister? We ain't done here by a long shot! Since you like smooching me so much, I got another place for you to put those lips to work..."

...

An indeterminate time later, your blissful afterglow is interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Excuse me," an unfamiliar voice says. "Mister Mayhew? I'm sorry to bother you while you are, erm, entertaining company. But there's been an incident downstairs with several of your security personnel. It seems there was an... altercation with a young woman in a domino mask, who said she is associated with the two young lades who accompanied you to your room. Would it be possible for us to speak to you about it for a few minutes?"

"FUCK OFF!" Dominic has to partly crawl over your naked body to shout at the door, resting his elbows on your stomach. "Actually, hold on. Bring that bottle of champagne up here! And some fuckin' shrimp cocktails! And..." he looks down at you. "You girls want anything?"

"I think I talked myself into wantin' some apple pie a la mode, earlier." you say with a soft giggle.

"PIE A LA MODE!" Dom shouts at the door. "And THEN fuck off!"