they fight

The three Zoes wriggled on the couch, oblivious to anything but themselves. The original was sitting in the middle of the couch while her clones rubbed against her and fought over her body.

"Fought" was the right word. Each Zoe was completely selfish and considered herself the most important of the group, yet at the same time incredibly possessive. For each Zoe, the other Zoes existed to please her, and were there exclusively for themselves.

The two clones were now trying to prove to each other who the original Zoe belonged to.

Every time a hand reached for a breast, slipped between her legs, every time one of them tried to steal a kiss, lick her, or suck her, the other stepped in to push her off.

For the original Zoe, this conflicted devotion was extremely erotic and satisfying. Not that she wanted to see them fight to the point of hurting each other, but for them to fight for her attention? That was what she wanted... then things began to change. Growing increasingly annoyed with each other, the two clones began to pay more attention to each other, teasing each other with little teases and nibbles, then they began to spend time pleasing each other. Although seeing two Zoes kiss and tease each other was terribly arousing, the two Zoes weren't Zoe... it wasn't the Zoe who should be the center of everything in the eyes of the original, so she went from passive and subservient to active, seeking the attention of both... I found it an exasperating battle for dominance.

The original tried to pull his narcissistic clones towards him, to insert himself into one of their kisses and steal the lips of the second Zoe, the third pushed her down.

Third Zoe: she's mine, you're My Zoe.

Third Zoe's lust-filled face made it clear to the original that she meant business, that she was convinced she was in charge, that she was the most important Zoe, the one the others should devote themselves to.

She bent over to show herself that she was the one in control and would take what she wanted from Zoe whenever she wanted, but second Zoe disagreed.

Second Zoe: What makes you think that? I'm the better Zoe, I own you!

She pushed third Zoe, sliding her next to the original Zoe, and then sat astride them both, one hand fondling the original Zoe's dripping breasts, the other holding third Zoe down, her head down, forcing her kiss.

Original Zoe: I am the first, the original mold, you exist because I dreamed of you, so you can please me!

The original Zoe was lifting her left leg, straddling the second Zoe's. She pushed herself up to lie on top of the third Zoe, simultaneously scissoring the second.

Third Zoe: Who cares who came first? I want you, so you're mine!

Third Zoe grabbed the original Zoe's breasts, pulling her to her, and then kissed her neck. Second Zoe pushed forward with her hips so as not to lose the scissor hold with the original. Third and second Zoe looked at each other defiantly as they fucked the original and called her their property.

Original Zoe loved being fought over again, but she felt she had to remind the others who was really in charge. She slipped out of the scissor, stood up on the couch, and pulled second Zoe onto the floor, pressing her face between her breasts while she sat on the third Zoe's breast.

Original Zoe: Satisfy me, Zoe, give in to me.

Second Zoe: No, but I think I'll accept your milk as a worthy tribute to me.

Second Zoe clung to the original, her breasts pressed against the original's from below, her mouth clamping down on his left nipple.

Refusing to be reduced to a chair, Third Zoe stood up, rubbing her breasts and her face against the original's thighs, but continued on, only giving her a lewd and provocative look, before getting off the couch and grabbing Second Zoe's right breast.

Third Zoe: Your milk is mine, sister.

She bent down and allowed herself to drink it before the original's eyes, returning a look that said "what are you going to do now?" to the original.

Original Zoe felt angry for a moment; how could her clone prefer her other clone's milk to her own? Her gaze fell on her ass, completely within reach, and he reached out and delivered the hardest spanking he'd ever given.

The clone moaned, not in pain but in pleasure.

Third Zoe: Are we becoming mean as well as rebellious? Maybe it's time to get serious.

Second Zoe: That's my joke.

Second Zoe grabbed the original's legs and flipped her over onto the bed.

Second Zoe: There you are, legs spread for me, as it should be.

The original tried to reply that she was the one who was about to serve her by devouring her pussy, but was interrupted by Third Zoe, who sat on her face, intent on getting her revenge first. Meanwhile, second Zoe bent over to eat the original's pussy. the third and second exchanged fiery glances as if to tell each other that they would be next.