"Well," said Grace, putting a little bit of s.p.a.ce between them. "You don't like the idea of having a threesome with another girl. Which I understand, and frankly, I'm happy about. But I have another idea of how you may be able to have your cake and eat it, too."

Stephen's brow furrowed in confusion, "You're losing me now, Grace."

She simply giggled, and then right before his eyes, another being stepped out directly from behind Grace. This being moved to her right side, slowly coming to a stop right beside her. Stephen blinked several times before he trusted what his eyes were telling him: it was another version of Grace! Almost a carbon copy of her, with the same light brown hair, the same lovely blue eyes, and the same body. The only difference was the color of her swimsuit, which was a deep hunter green color, instead of the red one the real Grace currently wore.

"What in the world...," Stephen stopped, before words escaped him, as his eyes cast about between the two versions of his genie.

The new version of Grace in green just giggled along with the original. He had two giggling genies right in front of him, both visions of s.e.x and l.u.s.t.

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"So I had the idea...," began the original Grace.

"... that you might want to have a threesome with my twin here," finished the copy Grace, before both finished with broad smiles.

"I uh... I umm," stammered Stephen, not even knowing what to say at the prospect of s.e.x with two Graces, especially as they swam closer to him. The original Grace swam towards his right side, before pressing her b.r.e.a.s.t.s against his upper arm. The copy Grace did the same, except on his left side, making him the filling of his own Grace sandwich.

"Is this real?" He asked, turning towards the original.

Copy Grace answered for him, "It's very real, baby. Just enjoy it. I've engineered some privacy for us. We won't be disturbed. Now just relax and enjoy what we have in store for you."

Stephen almost groaned as each of them reached out to grip his c.o.c.k. Grace's hands were small enough that a single hand from each version was enough to grip his entire length. They stroked in unison, pumping his c.o.c.k vigorously, while each copy picked a spot on his neck to layer with kisses.

He had no words for the pleasures that were was.h.i.+ng over his body just now. Standing here in the refres.h.i.+ngly cool water of the pool and being simultaneously m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.ed by two copies of the hottest woman he'd ever seen was just about the highlight of his life. He was surprised he was holding out as long as he was. Surely, his morning session with Grace was helping in that department.