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Double Trouble - Part 1 [M30/F36] [MMF] [Cloning] [Sharing]
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sluttyprincesa is a male/male/female triad in sharing
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I always joked that if I could just clone myself, life would be so much easier—and way more fun. Imagine having a best friend who thought like you, talked like you, and loved all the same things. Not to mention, you could split the boring stuff, like school or work, while doubling down on the good times.

Now, that fantasy had become reality. The discovery of the KREA system had changed everything, making cloning not only possible but common. These days, seeing pairs or triplets of identical people walking down the street was as normal as a morning commute.

Of course, this kind of technology didn’t come cheap. My wife, Laura, and I had spent months saving up for a clone from GeniSplice, the leading company in the field. I could still remember spitting into that little stainless steel tube and dropping it into the mailbox down the block. That moment felt like a lifetime ago, but today, finally, was delivery day.

By the time 4:30 rolled around, I couldn’t leave work fast enough. I sped home, my excitement practically vibrating off me. But when I pulled into the driveway, something felt off. The sleek black GeniSplice box was sitting on the porch, just as I’d expected—but the top had been opened.

I frowned, stepping closer. The box was completely empty. No manual, no welcome card—nothing. Confusion and irritation flared up in equal measure as I grabbed it and carried it inside.

“Laura?” I called out, setting the box down. “Are you home?”

No response. But faintly, from downstairs, I could hear music and muffled voices. My brow furrowed. I kicked off my shoes and headed toward the noise.

When I reached the bottom of the stairs and turned the corner, my breath caught. I froze, my brain struggling to process what I was seeing.

There, in the living room, was Laura. Completely naked, bent over the armrest of the couch. And behind her, slamming into her with unrelenting intensity, was… me. Or, rather, someone who looked exactly like me.

“What the hell is going on here?” I shouted.

Laura’s head snapped up, her eyes wide with disbelief. She turned toward me, then whipped her gaze back to the man behind her. Her face was a mess of confusion, arousal, and panic. “I—wait, what? There are two of you?”

The clone glanced over his shoulder at me with a grin that made my blood boil. “Hey, buddy! Hope you don’t mind. She seemed eager, so I figured I’d… dive in!”

Laura’s voice cut through my fury. “Wait, wait. Is this your clone?!” Her face turned crimson as she processed what was happening, but her body still arched instinctively toward the clone’s movements.

“I thought it was you. I thought you were home early from work,” she said, her voice breathy, barely a whisper. “He walked in, and… oh my God…”

The clone didn’t stop, his smirk widening. “To be fair, I am you. Just… a little ahead of schedule.”

My pulse thundered in my ears. Jealousy, anger, and something darker warred inside me as I watched Laura struggle to comprehend. But there was something else, too—something I didn’t want to admit. A part of me was turned on.

As he kept thrusting, I could see my wife slipping back into the lustful stupor she had been in when I first arrived.

“Come here,” Laura whispered suddenly, her gaze locking onto mine. Her cheeks were flushed, her voice trembling with need.

I hesitated for a split second before I began unbuttoning my shirt. If this was happening—if this insanity was real—then I wasn’t going to be left out.

The clone slowed his thrusts, his grin smug. “I don’t mind sharing,” he said, his voice practically dripping with my own arrogance.

I moved in, my hands finding Laura’s as I kissed her, fierce and primal. She moaned into my mouth, her hands clawing at my shoulders like I was her only lifeline to reality.

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