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“Pepa.” Julieta says in a warning tone. A good thing about being triplets is that they share birthdays. A bad thing about being triplets is that they share birthdays. Pepa always had a habit of wanting the same things or somewhat interested in the things she has. “I swear…”
“What, Julie, don’t swear! Come on, we’re sisters. We share everything.” Pepa says teasingly. “And when I say everything, I mean everything.”
Julieta rolls her eyes. “It shouldn’t apply to my own daughter.” She hisses, vaguely aware of Mirabel glancing between the two as if watching her favorite telenovela. Damn it. This is all Pepa’s fault. She thought she would’ve had Mirabel to herself! Clearly she was wrong. “You have your own.”
“Dolores has a boyfriend. Soon to be husband.”
“So what you’re saying is that you would go to Dolores if she didn’t have Mariano?”
Pepa pauses. “Not important.”
Mirabel blinks up at them. She’s currently naked. She was just expecting her mamá at the time, but she’s not so opposed to her aunt joining in. The more the merrier. Plus, two attractive, older women, who she also happens to be related to? That’s a dream come true. “Well. Um. Do I get a say in this?”
Julieta lifts a brow while Pepa chuckles.
“We both know you’re into this, so I don’t think you’re saying no.” Julieta’s lips purses. “Are you?”
Mirabel is trying her hardest not to grin to make it known how much she enjoys this. Hell yeah, she’s into this. She’s definitely not saying no. Ever. “Continue on. Definitely not a no. I’ll be waiting patiently until this is all resolved.”
Julieta and Pepa share a look.
“Don’t be so possessive, Julieta.”
“Wha—I am not!”
“You are.”
Julieta finds it just a little unfair. She thought she would’ve had Mirabel to herself for her birthday. If only Pepa didn’t interrupt them, then she would've done so much to Mirabel. Now she has to share. She didn’t mind sharing when it comes to certain things, but Mirabel? Something—someone she didn’t want to share. She might have horrible bad luck. She could’ve been with Bruno and the others, but she chooses to be with her? To have sex with Mirabel, too? Fuck her life.
Mirabel’s teeth worry her lower lip when Julieta pulls Pepa in for a kiss, one hand gripping the back of her head. She can make out Julieta’s tongue sliding into Pepa’s mouth, deepening the kiss.
She has to admit, it’s a very hot sight. One that she never thought of before. She didn’t think they would ever make out with each other because they’re sisters, which definitely makes her a hypocrite because she’s their daughter and niece, and she can tell that this isn’t their first time together because of how perfectly they fit together.
“Play nice,” Julieta murmurs against Pepa’s lips, prompting her sister to lean even closer. She’s tempted to just tug at her braid and bend her over. She’s lucky that she is paying more attention to Mirabel than her. “I will punish you if I have to, Pepa.”
Pepa couldn’t help but moan. “Nh, really?”
Julieta narrows her eyes, pulling away from the kiss to glance at Mirabel. “Ignore her.”
“H–Hey, what?”
“Huh…I thought tía was the top between you two.” Mirabel mutters. It’s mostly to herself rather than to them. With how bold Pepa is, she would’ve expected that her aunt topped her mother, not the other way around. That’s certainly interesting. She’s going to be fantasizing about it later on. She certainly wouldn’t mind watching them or being put in the cuck chair temporarily.
Julieta only grins as Pepa’s face flushes. “Not at all. Pepa likes to act like she’s purely dominant, but that’s a lie. She’s just a needy little slut trying to provoke me.”
“J–Julieta!” Pepa groans in embarrassment. “You…you don’t get to say that here.”
“Why? That’s the truth and you were the one that interrupted our time together. You’re my needy slut. Don’t forget it.” Julieta says. “You may top Mirabel, well, that’s expected since you’re older…if not, you would have been more pathetic than needy. But there’s no way in hell that you could top or dominate me.”
Mirabel can feel her face heat up. Wow. The way Julieta treats Pepa is way different than how she treats her in the bedroom. Her mommy always praised her with sweet words and softly. She never once degraded her or humiliated her. Honestly, her mommy calling her a slut sounds very appealing to her.
Pepa goes completely silent.
“Sorry for my language,” Julieta purrs, now joining Mirabel on the bed. “Ready, corazón?” She doesn’t bother waiting for a response as she slides her fingers to Mirabel’s pussy. She’s not surprised to find her already wet. “Mm, of course you are.” She gently swipes at Mirabel’s clit, Mirabel bucking at the sensation. “Though, should I?” She presses firm circles with her thumb into her clit, enjoying the way Mirabel moans, pussy clenching around nothing.
Mirabel’s breath hitches. “Please, mommy?” Her bottom lip juts out stubbornly. “I–I’ve been good.”
Julieta resists the urge to give in because technically that is true. Mirabel has been good. She’s always been a good girl unless she purposely disobeys her to receive a punishment. “Well—“
“You have!” Pepa chimes in with a wide smile, seemingly recovering from her embarrassment. “You have been so good!”
“She was referring to me.” Julieta huffs in disbelief. “I’m her mommy. Not you.” She slips two fingers inside of Mirabel’s pussy easily, fucking her earnestly. She wishes that she had her toys with her, then she would have been able to wreck both of them. She still could, but a strap-on would make it easier for her. “Isn’t that right?”
Mirabel’s eyes clench shut, mouth hanging open with continuous moans. “Y–Yes!”
“So unfair…”
“What’s unfair is you trying to steal Mirabel from me.”
“I’m not stealing! I just want to share. There’s a difference.” Pepa says before capturing Mirabel’s lips in a soft kiss, which quickly turns frantic as her tongue shoots into Mirabel’s mouth. “Mmh…” Once she pulls away, she begins leaving kisses on her neck and chest. “Just so adorable…”
Julieta does have to agree with that.
Mirabel is very adorable.
“M–Mamí,” Mirabel breathes out, hips rolling against her hand. It’s nothing she’s not used to. Either her mommy is fucking her with her fingers, eating her out, or using her toys on her. All options which she enjoys very much. “Faster…”
“Of course, mi vida.” Julieta thrusts her fingers into Mirabel harder and faster, enjoying her moans and gasps now mixing with the wet sound of skin slapping against skin. “You’ll cum in no time.”
Pepa playfully glares at Julieta. “If it was me, you would’ve edged me, saying that I’m in no position to make demands.”
“Yeah,” Julieta smirks. “Because it’s you.”
“Now that isn’t fair.”
“It is!” Julieta justifies. “I treat you that way because you’re a brat. I only reward you when you’re not being a brat, which is…rarely. Mirabel has always been a good girl for me, so the fault lies with you.”
“Oh—ah, mommy!”
“Yes?” Julieta asks sweetly. The way Mirabel’s pussy twitches around her fingers. “What do you need, baby?”
Pepa tries not to pout. Julieta does treat Mirabel way nicer than she does with her. Of course, she enjoys Julieta being rough with her and putting her in her place, but it’s almost unbelievable that she never once treated her so kindly! Which is, well, yeah. That might be her fault because she is always provoking Julieta.
“Gonna cum—gonna cum—“
“You can.”
Not jealous at all.
Julieta continues even as Mirabel’s moans get louder, muscles spasming around her fingers. Times like this makes her glad that their rooms are soundproofed. She’d hate to burst Dolores’ eardrums because Mirabel was moaning too loud. That would be quite embarrassing to deal with.
“You’re so mean, Julieta.”
Julieta blinks. “I am not.” She’s definitely going to need to wash the sheets. Or replace them. She’s sure Agustín wouldn’t like to lay in the bed when the sheets are going to be…ruined. “And you love it when I’m mean to you.”
“That’s…” Pepa sighs. “Also true…”
Damn her degradation kink and Julieta manhandling her.
“T–Too much…” Mirabel whimpers. “Break?”
Julieta hums, gently withdrawing her fingers. “Of course,” Mirabel has always been somewhat sensitive. It makes her even more eager to fuck her over and over again. “Catch your breath and I’ll…” She trails off, pointedly looking at Pepa. “Keep myself busy until then.”
Pepa did have a hard time telling Julieta no when it came to sex. “You’re not going to edge me, are you?”
“Depends.” Julieta says in a low voice. “How long will it take for Mirabel to catch her breath?”
“Fuck.”