The Red Trinity

Summary: It's the holiday season and Azazel is a happy man. He has a beautiful red-haired girlfriend and she invited him to spend Christmas with his family. As your time there begins as normally as possible, things gradually get out of hand. See how Azazel tried to survive his drunken girlfriend, a jealous twin sister and a provocative mother.

~ Azazel and Stella's apartment ~

Engaged since high school, Azazel and Stella were currently huddled in their small apartment. Since it was the holiday season, it was cold outside, so the two were even closer than they used to be. Unsurprisingly, Azazel loved this situation, as it meant that his red-haired girlfriend was on top of him. Azazel wasn't sure how lucky he was to land on Stella, but boy, was he grateful. It was as if the scarlet-haired woman had been designed just for him. Especially after she found her not-so-secret treasure hidden in a false bottom between her bedroom wall and the bathroom.

First, the woman's appearance was as perfect as Azazel thought humanly possible. Azazel couldn't look anywhere without getting excited. She had a strong but gentle face, with large, seductive chocolate eyes and a smile he never tired of. Then there was the slender and voluptuous figure of Stella, who was the perfect mix between a supermodel and that of an Olympian. Azazel sometimes wondered if the redhead was a gift sent from above. Her breasts were the perfect shape and size, as well as being the right balance between firm and soft. However, it would be a disservice to your lover if he just focused on her breasts. The redhead also had a pair of long, thin legs and thick, toned thighs, as well as a large, firm ass, which were products of an active lifestyle and incredible genetics.

"What got you excited? It can't be this movie, none of these girls have red hair." Stella asked when she felt her boyfriend's manhood nudge her bottom. She knew better than anyone that her burgundy-haired boyfriend was crazy about redheads. The woman still remembered the look of panic on Azazel's face when she joked about dyeing her hair a different color. At first, she simply thought he had a preference, but once she found her stock of pornography, everything confirmed that he was just red-haired. "Were you thinking about me?" She joked, trying to convince his very obvious answer.

This drew Azazel's attention to another reason why he was madly in love with the woman, and that was his personality. She was a strong woman in every sense of the word, always had been, and Azazel loved her for that. Although this led her to be bossy and strict, it was never excessive. It also helped that she had a very playful side to her. Although she was rarely present during school days, she had a reputation for being tough. However, once they graduated and moved in together, the redhead ended up being the roommate of her dreams. "Of course it's you, no one makes me feel like you." Azazel admitted.

"I know, honey, why do you think I'm never jealous?" Stella remembered with a very arrogant smile. Most of the group of friends was female and attractive. Some of them even made Stella jealous, but she never doubted her boyfriend's loyalty. She was sincerely more concerned about one of her most desperate friends trying to take advantage of Azazel's confident nature. However, even that would not be enough. Stella was sure that only natural redheads could do this for Azazel, and besides Azazel's little sister, he didn't talk about other redheads.

"Who could make you jealous, you're practically perfect." Azazel replied, making the woman blush a little. Although her boyfriend's compliments were extravagant, they were also so genuine that Stella couldn't help but eat them. Seeing how much his girlfriend loved his words, he decided to continue. "A flat stomach, a great pair of tits, a perfectly perfect ass and best of all red hair, what more could I ask for?" He continued, grabbing the aforementioned breasts.

"And the movie, don't you want to see what happens next?" Stella asked when she started rubbing against the tent. The woman bit her lower lip when she felt her boyfriend's fully erect member try to break free of its limits. Stella didn't know what had given Azazel such an impressive package, but she was truly grateful. Fortunately, Azazel was not the type of guy who thought his size was insufficient, Azazel really knew how to use it. "Body like a world-class athlete, a cock like a porn star and a pretty face ... And it's all mine." She told herself, licking her lips.

"I'll be honest, my dear, I didn't watch the movie, too busy watching my perfect girlfriend getting all excited." Azazel replied, running his hands under the woman's shirt. Knowing what the night would be like, Stella had stopped wearing a bra. The burgundy-haired man was not patient and it only got worse when things got exciting. The redhead couldn't remember how many hundreds of dollars she had lost alone in bras.

"You are a horn dog, Azazel, I really wonder what caused a libido so out of control." Stella teased, moving her hips a little faster.

"Maybe if you were wearing something other than panties and a shirt, maybe I wouldn't be like that." Azazel pointed, squeezing the woman's melons tightly. The woman just smiled. There was yet another benefit to living with the redhead. Since it was just the two of them, Stella always walked with almost nothing, which served as a perfect reminder of what he would lose if he screwed up. Now, Stella's very liberal sense of dress would have been a problem if the redhead hadn't been in a perpetual state of heat. Since they moved in together, Azazel has not had a day without even a few hours' fun.

"Don't try to play the victim, I don't remember the last time I saw you wearing a shirt at home or when I was able to bathe alone." Stella retorted as she removed Azazel's hands from her breasts. Azazel was ready to complain, but his girlfriend shut him up, turning and discarding his shirt. She smiled when she saw Azazel's eyes widen with childlike joy. "What's wrong Azazel, no answer for that?" She went on, instantly winning this debate.

Azazel was a very simple man, and it was a fact that Stella knew how to use very well. The sight of his naked endowments always excited the poor man. "Come on Stella, you can't just break your breasts like that." Azazel said, showing more restraint than usual. Unfortunately for him, Stella could tell that her restraint would break whenever she wanted to. He was never very good at saying no to her, only redheads had that effect on her boyfriend.

"Oh, do you want me to keep them ... Or do you prefer me to do something else with them?" Stella suggested with a lascivious smile. Azazel felt a shiver down his spine. Sometimes he wondered what would happen if he said no to one of Stella's advances. However, as things were, this is something he would never discover. "It looks like you made your choice." The woman smiled.

"So here or in the room?" Azazel asked before burying her head in Stella's breasts. The woman laughed at her boyfriend's anxious behavior. It was one of the many things she loved about him. Azazel always made her feel like the most beautiful woman on the planet, either because of her words or her actions.

"How about we start here, and we'll see where we end." Stella suggested, only to find her lover on her back holding her. The woman was about to give her boyfriend a suggestive look and start their evening, but then she remembered something. "Azazel, are we going to spend Christmas with your family again?" She asked, hoping for a yes.

Azazel thought for a few seconds. "No, Mom and Dad are going on their tenth honeymoon or something, Beatrice is spending Christmas and New Year with Zerian and Liliana at their summer home I think they are staying together or something, so I think Mom sent Beatrice to disturb this couple of lovebirds. " Azazel replied, desperately wanting to get back to the action. Unfortunately for him, one of the only things Stella loved more than having sex was having things completely organized. However, he had some luck, considering that the redhead already had an idea.

"Azazel, we are going to spend time with my family this year." Stella declared, pushing her boyfriend on his back, turning his positions. Azazel was fine with this arrangement. In addition to the redhead's sister, with whom he was very close, Azazel had not seen his lover's family in years. He always had his own family commitments whenever the opportunity arose. "I'm glad to see you're on board, I'll call them when we're done." A very happy woman said.

Azazel was also quite pleased with this. Although he loved spending time with his family, to say they were a little strange would be an understatement. His parents had to be the most affectionate people he had ever met, even giving him and Stella a small apartment when he had proposed to Stella. While he was happy that they had a healthy relationship, it made things very strange. Then there was the older, fearful brother, who always managed to darken the mood of any room he entered. Well, besides when he was with his "childhood friend". In these cases, Zerian managed to be as caring or perhaps even more so than his parents. Then there was the younger sister, arrogant and debauched, she managed to destroy anything she took with her small hands, despite that she was a great sister, tough, quarrelsome and gave quite strong punches and kicks, Azazel had the displeasure to face some of these kicks while he was sleeping peacefully in his room with his girlfriend. Now that he thought about it, now it probably wasn't so bad.

However, having a holiday where everyone didn't move to their rooms the second they had the chance seemed like a nice change of pace. He also liked the idea of ​​spending time with Sther, who was his oldest and closest friend. In addition, he would finally introduce himself as Stella's boyfriend / fiance to the redhead's mother, whom he hadn't seen in five years.

(~ X ~)

A week passed and now it was Christmas day. The young couple finally arrived outside Stella's family home. The house was large, which only made it weirder that only two people lived there. "Maybe we should live here, this place is huge." Azazel suggested, receiving a blow to the back of the head.

"Maybe if you weren't a horn dog, but I prefer not to be caught by the mother." Stella told Azazel with a sigh. Azazel let out his own disappointed breath, earning a stern look from his girlfriend.

Afraid of receiving another beating, the wine-haired man decided to change the subject quickly. "I wonder why they are taking so long. I want to take off that stupid sweater." Azazel said to his lover, looking at the dragon-themed Christmas sweater. The sweater was not horribly ugly like the ones from previous years, but it sure was just as uncomfortable as the previous ones. "And when am I going to see what's under that coat?" He questioned.

His red-haired girlfriend had been quite reserved with what she was wearing. Usually, they dressed together, but Stella kicked him out of the room with a pile of clothes. When she emerged, she left the room in a coat thick enough to hide her killer curves from virgins. The only other thing he saw was a Christmas hat with "Good" written on it. The woman was happy that her secrecy had managed to generate so much excitement with her red-haired boyfriend. "~ Don't worry Azazel, you can open this gift when we enter ~" Stella said with a proud look. Since they decided to spend Christmas with their family, Stella has spent a lot of time trying to find the perfect outfit.

No matter how much she trusted him, she knew it would be difficult to keep her eyes from wandering around a house full of redheads. "Can I have a look?" Azazel asked, his desperation really coming. Stella smiled at her lover before lifting the underside of her coat, revealing much of her long toned leg. Azazel came to two conclusions. She was wearing something incredibly short or she was wearing nothing. Azazel was not sure which he would prefer more and just left him wanting more.

The burgundy haired man was ready to ask for more, but before he could, the door finally opened and the sight made him pass out on the spot. Stella blew out an irritated breath when she caught her boyfriend before giving her sister and mother an equally irritated look. "I thought I told you to use something less revealing." Stella reminded the two women, dropping her boyfriend. "And I told you what I was wearing so that you wouldn't wear the same thing as me, Sther!"

"I just wanted to see if I could swing better, besides my hat being different." Sther replied, holding up the hat that had 'Naughty' written on it. Her smile was even more smug when her sister took off her coat. Much like her, her sister wore a short Christmas outfit with a big black belt around her waist. The suit managed to accentuate each of its characteristics. The top showed an extortionate amount of cleavage, leg, butt and belt, only highlighting her incredible hourglass figures. The outfit was accompanied by a pair of red shoulder-length gloves. The only differences in their outfits were that Stella wore black knee-length boots, while Sther chose to wear black socks. "Besides, I don't remember you being my boss ... my lovely little Sister." Sther said with a smile of arrogance and pride on his face.

"Please don't fight against the two of us, we must take care of our guest, I haven't seen little Azazel for at least a few years, he seems to have grown up a little." Steffany said, looking at the boy murmuring. Unfortunately for Azazel, his daughters were still too busy fighting to help him. He knelt down and began to comfort the man. She felt an obligation to do so, mainly because the woman had done something truly cruel to the self-control of men everywhere; She had reworked the witch costume in her Christmas outfit.

The red-haired mother wore a red blouse with a diamond-shaped opening that exposed her lower body and a green tree-shaped pattern at the white edges. Due to its short length, it exposed its flat stomach. In addition, the mother wore an elongated red loincloth, with white edges and the same pattern in the shape of a pine tree as on top. That loincloth did very little to hide its long delicious legs, its thick thighs or its big bouncy booty. It also made it obvious that she was not wearing much in terms of underwear. She completed the look with a Christmas-themed witch hat and a pair of thigh high boots.

Like her daughters, she had a voluptuous figure and scarlet hair. Steffany was a little taller than her daughters and her hair was much longer. The woman had also combed her unruly hair for the occasion. She kept her scarlet strands densely braided and tied with ribbons, keeping them together, while her bangs covered her forehead. "He's starting to shake, we really should get him inside." Steffany suggested, holding the poor boy against his warm motherly body.

"Sther, can you help me get you inside?" Stella asked, taking her boyfriend.

"Of course, after all, he's still my best friend." Sther reminded her, helping her younger sister to catch the man. Of all those in the house, the oldest of the Blacksteel twins had known Azazel the longest, with her knowing Azazel since they were in kindergarten. "And you stole it from me!" She thought, casting an annoyed look at her twin sister.

(~ X ~)

Azazel woke up with a groan and a headache. The last thing he remembered was seeing the gates of redheaded paradise before he felt something cold and hard. Azazel looked around the room and received another wonderful view. There was a table of scantily clad redheads and the most delicious food. Despite having a girlfriend, Azazel's eyes betrayed him and his eyes were glued to the witch with a Christmas theme. "A goddess." Azazel murmured, discovering that his eyes were unable to leave Steffany's perfect body. The last time he saw Steffany was before he knew what sex was or that he had this attraction to redheads, so he never appreciated how beautiful she really was.

"Azazel, you finally woke up, I thought the smell of food could do that." Stella exclaimed, reminding Azazel that he really did have a girlfriend. He jumped off the couch and sat across from his girlfriend.

"I think you were right, that sounds incredible. Good work, Steffany, I mean, Mrs. Scarlett." Azazel thanked him, trying to turn his attention to his second greatest love, food.

"Steffany is fine Azazel, you are no longer a child." Steffany corrected him with a small chuckle. Azazel nodded humbly, agreeing with a slightly confused face. Even the sheer amount of food couldn't distract him from Steffany's aura of sensuality and power.

"Are you sure about that, mom? He's still as immature as he was when we were kids." Sther played with his own smile. Fortunately for Azazel, the woman's provocation was enough to keep him away from the red-haired M.I.L.F

"Come on, Sther, I haven't seen you in a few months and is that the first thing you say to me?" Azazel asked her friend, just to make her receive a cheeky smile in response. Azazel replied with his own smile.

"I remember you were scared the last time I gave you a good introduction." Sther reminded his friend. Azazel and Sther had a strange friendship. For the better half of the relationship, Azazel thought that the redhead was a boy because of her short hair and harsh attitude. This was not helped by the fact that almost everyone played together. It was only in her early teens that the redhead revealed her sex. Although this hormone-driven revelation and curiosity made adolescence very strange, the relationship returned to its normal state when Stella came on the scene and Azazel started dating her. "But was it still nowhere near as funny as when you first saw me with long hair?"

"Can you blame me? I thought there were two Stellas running around." Azazel replied.

"You make it look like this would be a problem." Stella interrupted. The woman was a little disturbed by the comment.

"That's because you were a little tense when you were younger." Steffany reminded her daughter. While Stella was much more relaxed now, she was exceptionally bossy after she started living with her mother's twin again. The mother could only assume that she had picked her up at any school she attended. "I am sincerely happy and surprised that you found a man."

"Mom!" Stella exclaimed with an angry blush.

"I have to be quite honest, I always thought Azazel would break up with Sther, these two were so cute when they were young." Steffany added. If Sther was not talking to Azazel, she was sure there would be a malicious comment from her. However, all he managed to do was pout with his youngest daughter. "That's not how it matters, he chose you." She remembered.

"I think it's true." Stella sighed. Despite knowing this, she couldn't shake the uncomfortable feeling she felt when she saw her sister and boyfriend talking.

(~ X ~)

The afternoon soon turned into night and the group continued its banquet after opening its presents. When the group returned, Steffany had the idea to introduce alcohol. Fortunately for Azazel's safety, they started with very light things. While Steffany showed no signs of being drunk, her daughters were already getting a little tipsy. Despite this, the twins managed to hold a conversation. Sther was talking to her mother while Stella was talking to her lover.

"Stella, I really think you should slow down a little." Azazel suggested. Stella just gave him an empty look before drinking the contents of her glass in defiance. Not wanting to be defeated by his sister, Sther did the same thing. "We will." Azazel groaned.

"Don't tell me what to do, Azazel." Stella pouted, making it even more difficult. Azazel wanted to answer, but was silent when he felt a foot rise up his leg and press against his penis. Stella was always more difficult to deal with when she got some alcohol, but the secret sexual advances were ... new. While it was not the first time that he and Stella had played in public, but this was the first time that she used her feet. His lack of experience made him think of how good she was with them. The redhead managed to not only undo her pants and free his penis, she did it while having a conversation. "Why don't you drink more, sometimes you're a tough nut to crack." She continued.

"You can also have fun, you two stay the night anyway." Steffany remembered with a kind smile. Azazel couldn't understand why, but he felt like there was more behind that kind smile. However, that smile quickly became an afterthought when he felt a pair of feet covered by knee stockings rubbing against his exposed penis. "Besides, it looks like you need to relax."

"Yes Azazel, you need to take a load off." Sther agreed before sliding a large mug towards her best friend. Azazel looked at his girlfriend, who was too busy drinking her drink to offer her lover's advice. Azazel then wondered how Stella was able, skilfully and stealthily, to give him a footjob under the table. Usually, alcohol inhibits the redhead to the point that he ended up doing most of the work. "Even Stella is having fun." She added.

Azazel just shrugged and decided to start talking to the busty redheads, while trying to ignore his girlfriend's advances. The man had no idea how long it would last, the woman had never used her feet before and she was doing an incredible job. He wasn't sure if he would make her stop or just have fun, but he knew it would be weird if they were caught. Fortunately for him, everyone still had no idea what was going on and things would stay that way.

The four continued to talk, drink and eat for a while longer, with Azazel trying to stifle his excitement with alcohol. "This is the Azazel I remember, it looks like you drank everything!" Sther exclaimed with an excited smile.

"We need more!" Stella demanded, with a drunken flush on her face. The woman stood up with the sole intention of drinking more. Azazel knew he was going to have a rough night, a drunk Stella meant a violent Stella during sex. "Mom! Show me where you keep your strongest alcohol poisons." She ordered, dragging her mother out of the seat. Steffany smiled and guided her drunk daughter into the basement, leaving Sther and Azazel alone.

Interestingly, Azazel could still feel a pair of feet massaging his cock. Azazel then looked at the redhead on his right, only to see the malicious smile and a lustful look. "Y-You? Was it you?" Azazel asked, caught between shock and excitement.

"Come on, Azazel, you're not that dense, Stella wasn't even wearing knee-high socks ... You must know." Sther teased, his smile getting more sensual. "If you want me to stop, just say it." She added, focusing her actions on the sensitive head. The woman had been with the man enough times to know when she had him wrapped around her fingers. The redhead could already feel her best friend's pre-semen soaking in her leggings. "It looks like you made your decision."

"We can not." Azazel groaned. Now that she wasn't trying to be secretive, Sther's movements were much faster, stronger and much more pleasant. No matter how hard he tried to resist the pleasant feeling, Sther was relentless in his quest to make his friend come. It had been years since he was with his older sister, and he had forgotten how good she was back then. "~ Sther ~." He murmured softly.

"Remember the first time I gave you one of these, you practically asked me to do that when you saw her in that video." Sther remembered with a warm smile on her face. The loving smile quickly became lustful once again, when she remembered more of her experimental years. "I remember the thickness of your cargo at that time, I wonder if you can match it, considering that your girlfriend is sucking you." She continued, knowing that her best friend was getting close.

"I'm dating your sister." Azazel remembered between teeth. The man's resistance only strengthened the redhead's determination. She knew very well that Azazel's resistance was very thin. If he really wanted her to stop, he could have just stood up and remade his pants. However, he was sitting there, letting the older twin get what he wanted. Azazel was enjoying the experience too much.

"It didn't stop you before, but you probably didn't know it was me, since you were drunk." Sther confessed. Azazel's eyes widened in shock at the revelation. The shock quickly turned to guilt. Azazel couldn't imagine how many times he cheated on Stella, since more often he got drunk when hanging out with Sther. Unfortunately, the older twin did not seem to care about the man's reaction and continued to work. "Don't look too distressed, you are still an incredible layman when you are drunk." She added.

"Damn it." Azazel grunted, finding himself on the verge of a climax. Sther showed no mercy to the man and quickly killed him. Azazel let out another grunt before spraying the woman's leggings on his hot seed. "She is better than I remember." He told himself as he tried to compose himself. The older sister did not break up with him. She knew her sister and mother very well and they wouldn't be back for a while. Beauty rolled down the shit-stained shin guards, placed them on their seat and crawled under the table with one goal in mind; Sucking your best friend's dick.

"Aren't you even going to try to stop me? Maybe you know this is how it should be." Sther said, looking at Azazel with lustful brown eyes. Azazel couldn't resist, the look brought him back to the younger years, where they snuck around the school and missed classes just to fuck like rabbits. He was sure they would be dating if Sther hadn't asked them to be friends with benefits after the first night together. "Enough of that, now I'm going to fill my mouth with my favorite piece of premium meat."

Before Azazel could react or decrease the resistance, the redhead wrapped himself in his penis at once. Much like his twin sister, Sther was well versed in the art of cock sucking. When he was younger, he could barely last when subjected to the sucking sensation that a woman's hot, wet mouth provides. It always managed to drive him crazy and that fact hadn't changed. When the woman started to shake her head along its fleshy length, he couldn't help but moan, groan and moan. It wasn't long before he gave in to the pleasure and the redhead at his feet. "Damn, I forgot how professional you were at this." Azazel declared.

If she didn't have a mouthful of stick, the scarlet-haired woman would have a big happy smile on her face. It had been a while since Azazel had given him a drunken compliment about his sexual prowess. She had been seething with desire since she decided to pursue her plan to seduce Azazel. Therefore, it was not surprising that she already had a few fingers entering her single life while the other hand supported her. The scene got even sexier thanks to her having to unzip her clothes, revealing her breasts. "I can't believe I let Stella take that away from me," Sther told herself as she loved her current situation.

Within the next few minutes, Azazel snapped and he had enough of Sther taking over. He grabbed her scarlet locks, stood up and dragged her off the table, forcing her to her knees. "You made me all nostalgic, it's like when we did it in the classroom ... or when we did it in the Student Council room." Azazel remembered when he started pushing the beautiful redhead's throat. Azazel had practically forgotten that he had a girlfriend when he started grabbing the woman's hair and pushing his balls deep into Sther's throat

Unlike her younger sister, who preferred to alternate between submission and domination, the older redhead loved being completely and totally dominated. Being dominated only improved when Azazel decided to get tough about it. This worked for the young man, who couldn't get enough of watching his best friend struggle to keep up with him.

That being the case, it didn't take long for Azazel to reach its limit. Sther could feel the big fleshy shaft swell a contraction in his already full mouth. If it had been her first time, she would have fought, but that was far from the truth. Knowing that Azazel was close to aroused her even more, evident how agile her fingers were going mad in her shaky and needy vagina. She had forgotten how many times she made herself come while Azazel went to the ecstasy in her throat, but she knew that she loved every moment of it.

In an attempt to get more sperm from Azazel, she started to suck harder and harder. Sther shivered and groaned when he felt the seed of the wine-haired man run down his throat. "Let's see how much you can handle." Azazel thought out loud. Just as she did the flow of sperm running down her throat, the woman happily accepted the challenge.

Impressed and excited, where were the best ways to explain how Azazel felt. The redhead managed to swallow everything she had to offer, without dropping a drop from her mouth. Beauty slowly receded when she ended Azazel's bestial masculinity, making sure it was flawless. "What? Can't Stella do that?" Sther asked, reminding Azazel that he was cheating.

"She can, but she knows how much I love to see your face covered in cum." Azazel said, trying to calm down. Unfortunately, the sight of Sther's half-naked body made this impossible. If that vision alone was not enough, Azazel also had to deal with the look of desire and seduction on the older twin's face. Fortunately for him, Azazel's self-control returned to him when he heard footsteps. "Filth!" He swore, realizing that he would struggle to recover his cock. Sther only smiled when she stood up before pushing Azazel into his chair. "Come on, I need to put this thing back."

"I know the perfect place to hide it." Sther stated as he took off his clothes. Like a predator to its prey, the busty beauty attacked the seated man, sheathing Azazel's huge penis with his virginity. The woman murmured as she felt her femininity surpass her limit and be filled to capacity. She closed a little when she felt Azazel's head kiss her belly. "Fuck! I can't even fit the whole thing inside." She cursed, trying to sink further.

Seeing that they had already done the action, Azazel decided to participate. If he was going to have sex with the Scarlett Knight, he would do it his way. He picked up the woman before tossing her on the table. The redhead got a little dizzy when Azazel turned her face down. "The only reason this is not there is because you were never good at being on top." Azazel pointed out when he grabbed his hips and forced himself as deep as he could. The redhead's eyes widened and moaned when she felt Azazel reach her deepest and most sacred area.

Before Azazel could actually enter, his girlfriend came into the room with a stunned look. However, after a few seconds, the expression changed to a little irritated. "Well, this is nothing surprising, my slutty and slutty sister seducing my boyfriend." Stella said. Her tone terrified and awakened Azazel, who did his best not to let it show, only to fail terribly.

"You look so hot when you look at me like that." Azazel murmured, delighted by the woman's expression. His attraction to the frightening face made him land in hot water a few times, but it didn't make him any less exciting.

"Seriously Azazel, are you going to say that while your balls are deep in me?" Sther remembered, moving her ass a little. Instinctively, the man with the burgundy hair patted him quickly but hard. "That's the thing." She cooed. Azazel then realized what he did and looked back at his girlfriend, who didn't seem impressed. So Azazel hurriedly left and Sther let out an irritated sigh at the void. Stella dropped the drinks in her hand and started to approach them, undressing slowly as she approached. Azazel noticed a distinct lack of underwear on the clothing trail she left behind.

"I knew this would end up happening, you were always jealous ... So let's settle this once and for all!" Stella challenged, pointing at the two. Ironically, trying to find something to drink had allowed the woman to get up a little. "Any redhead that pleases Azazel the most catches him!" She declared with a burning passion in her eyes. Sther happily accepted the challenge, confusing the man.

"Hey! You can't just bet me like I'm some kind of property!" Azazel declared.

"Oh! So you don't want to have sex with both of us?" The two twins asked simultaneously. Azazel's eyes widened when he realized the opportunity he was missing. He would be the biggest liar in the world if he claimed that fucking the two redheads was not his ultimate fantasy since he discovered that Sther was a girl and had an identical twin sister.

"It doesn't matter, being a prize doesn't look that bad." Azazel replied, receiving smiles from both women. Both took a hand and led him to the bedroom.

(~ X ~)

Azazel had no idea how long it had been since he won the twin competition, nor did he care, he was literally living the dream. Azazel was enjoying a drink and lust fed three with the red-haired twins. The beauties were highly competitive, but that was a turning point, considering that Azazel had lost control of who was who at times. He could only remember who he was fucking when one of them threw an insult at the other.

"Damn, this is the best thing in the world!" Azazel declared, plunging back into Stella's tight pussy. Wanting to make the most of this heavenly situation, Azazel began to move vigorously. The younger redhead appreciated this approach, moaning with pleasure when her boyfriend devastated her from behind.

This was by far his favorite position to fuck such a cruel and animalistic beauty. Not only did it give him full control, he was also treated to the sight of his butt bouncing and rippling with every movement. "Yes, continue Azazel! Tell me that I am better than that idiot who steals men". Stella shouted.

"Stealing man? Azazel was my first!" Sther reminded her sister when she kissed the man again. Azazel happily accepted the kiss, it was wild and full of passion, which even managed to diminish the first one. The woman found herself even more greedy thanks to the toy going crazy inside her maiden. Using the toy was all bad, considering she shared it with her sister.

"Perhaps if you had decided to commit to the relationship, instead of being friends, that would be the case." Stella reminded her twin. Although it was true that she knew that her sister had feelings for Azazel, but as they were not dating, the woman did not feel the least bit guilty. She also knew very well that the whole 'friends with benefits' thing would only end badly for them. "Stop blaming me ... for your cowardice." She added, only to be slapped in the ass.

"Your fight is ruining that for me." Azazel moaned, forcing himself even deeper and sliding a curious finger into his lover's ass. Stella shivered and rocked her hips when she felt the invader. He was happy to have managed to control the redhead again. "If you stop fighting, I could put you here." He offered. Sther laughed at her sister's lewd weakness and began to splash her lover's neck with kisses.

"That's right, Azazel, put my little sister in her place." Sther whispered. Considering how bossy the woman could be, the prospect of dominating her was not unfamiliar to him. However, it was easier said than done, considering that she was a sadomasochist, dealing and receiving pain in equal amounts. Fortunately, the woman was very distracted by her twin sister, which made his job much easier. "Well, maybe you should give her what she really wants." She suggested.

Seeing the opportunity to consolidate his dominance, Azazel pulled Stella's cum-filled pussy before plunging into her unprepared ass. Stella screamed when she was spiked and stuffed by her boyfriend's manhood. "So good!" Stella whimpered as she lost total strength in his arms. Azazel's smile became wild and lustful, giving his best friend a show.

Sther couldn't help but be excited by the vision before her. It was essentially watching herself getting fucked roughly in the ass. If there weren't a toy coming out of it, the redhead's fingers would be running wild inside it. "It looks like you're having fun, maybe I'll put it on your ass." Azazel suggested, remembering how many times he tried and failed miserably.

"Let's keep this as a maybe, focus on making my little sister come, so you can bury that dick wherever you want." Sther said. The woman really knew how to make him go, which got them into trouble more than a few times.

The burgundy haired man worked even harder, getting deeper into the mess he called his girlfriend. Stella experienced a feeling of pure euphoria when her ass was devastated. Due to her competitive disposition, she never stayed there while receiving a blow, so the absolute dominance was completely new and she was loving it. "Damn it." Azazel grunted when he felt his lover's back door actually tighten. Unable to handle the sudden tightening, he ground his teeth and came deep into the maiden. This triggered a climax for the woman, who no longer had control of her body at that time.

Wanting to maximize how much time he had with the two women, Azazel left, spraying his ass with his hot seed. The normally powerful redhead could only drool and shiver in response to the huge load that covered her ass. Sther was sincerely surprised at how much sperm the man had made, especially considering how long they had been doing it. If she didn't know the man, she would be assuming that he saved a few months for the occasion. However, she did not have much time to comment on this. With incomparable speed, the rosette pushed the woman on her back, pulled out the thick vibrating toy and replaced it with her penis. "Oh shit, when did you go so fast !?" Sther exclaimed, loving the feeling of fullness.

"It doesn't matter, you better not let me down, you two warmed me up and I'm not going to get cold anytime soon." Azazel declared.

(~ X ~)

Azazel staggered out of the twins' room after hours of sex with nothing but a shirt. Both were exhausted and desperately needed a rest. It turns out that having a trio with redheads allowed Azazel to take advantage of an ungodly amount of resistance and proved that his hunger for women with scarlet hair was really insatiable. To get a break, the two had asked Azazel to have a few drinks and both had 'forgotten' to tell him where to go. After he left, the exhausted, cum-covered sisters decided to have a long overdue conversation about a certain man. Little did they know, the two would not be seeing the man for the rest of the night.

While they were doing this, Azazel tried to find his way around the house while trying to ignore the desire to return to his personal piece of heaven. It would be a night that Azazel would remember while he lived. He honestly couldn't imagine a way for the night to get better. Fortunately for him, he didn't have to use his imagination. His ineptitude in returning to the kitchen led him to what he could only describe as the gates of heaven. However, all the other members of the household referred to it as Steffany's room. The door was slightly open, giving Azazel a glimpse of what was in it.

Azazel was lucky that Steffany moved out as a teenager. If she had been there, it would have starred in all the pleasant dreams he had. Steffany was practically a wet dream for Azazel. He couldn't stop looking at the room. However, despite the light in the room, Azazel saw nothing. So Azazel was very surprised when his shirt was grabbed and he was thrown on a big, comfortable bed. This was even more impressive, considering that the bed was across the room. The next thing he noticed was the sound of a key slowly turning and locking the door.

Obviously, he drew Azazel's attention to the door. Azazel was excited when he saw who was at the door. "A redheaded goddess." Azazel murmured, staring at the beauty. Steffany's body managed to outshine those of her almost perfect daughters and the aura of sensuality she exuded was driving him into a frenzy. "I mean, hello Steffany." He corrected himself, struggling to find a way to hide his erection.

"Oh, let's skip all that." Steffany said to the stunned man when she approached him. The mother was still wearing her Christmas witch costume, and he really couldn't take his eyes off the woman. "Sit down and go to the edge of the bed." She ordered, with the man happily complying. He had no idea how the woman was doing this to him, even Stella didn't have that much control over him. "You were such a cute and adorable boy all those years ago, and now you are a strong and handsome man ... I am really impressed by your growth." She admitted, getting even closer to the man.

"What the hell is happening?" Azazel thought out loud. He was confused and excited, mostly excited. He started to pinch himself in an attempt to wake up. He assumed that he died on the way to the kitchen or in the middle of the trio due to exhaustion and somehow managed to ascend to heaven.

Steffany just ignored him and continued to examine the man. "Your sexual ability is also really incredible ... A man like you is too good to waste on two kids fighting." Steffany continued. The woman then grabbed the younger man by the chin and tilted her head for a kiss. Unlike the kisses he shared with the other redheads, Azazel had absolutely no control and was happy to give himself to the woman. When she finally finished asserting her dominance, she simply looked at the man with her lustful brown eyes and red lips forming a small frown. "Don't act so reserved ... Show me the man who is capable of pleasing two Scarlett women." She told the man.

"Clear." Azazel replied, making the woman's scowl turn into a smile. "But why?" He questioned. In the early evening, Azazel would have been much more cautious in betraying his mistress. However, the fact that the twin's bet was still going on meant that he was still up for grabs.

"How about you stop asking questions and enjoy this ... I know you want a real woman." Steffany said to the young man before sitting down next to him. Steffany's eyes were filled with desire and desire. It took many years, but she finally found her ideal man. Of course she had found some good ones over the years, but Steffany was the type of woman who only wanted the best, and Azazel will show that he was just that. However, the woman wanted to be sure that this was a fact. "Azazel, you will attend to me and as soon as you are finished, I will show you that the shape of this outfit has some function." She said to the man in a low, sensual voice. This caused Azazel to shiver and he found himself wanting to obey the woman.

He knelt and the red-haired mother spread her legs for him before pulling on the front of the loincloth. This revealed that the woman was without panties and how wet she was waiting for a company. Unlike her daughters, the MILF was incredible at hiding her excitement, because Azazel would never have imagined that she was already so excited. As the woman had asked, Azazel moved, his nose being flooded with Steffany's heavenly scent. Not wanting to disappoint his wet dream, he started to work hard.

His adventurous and talented tongue began to move towards the woman's warm and inviting pussy. Considering that the woman's body was new to him, Azazel worked too hard to make a good first impression. Azazel's efforts really caught Steffany off guard. From the screams and moans he had heard, he had come to the conclusion that the man was a rude lover, with very little in the way of technique. She intended to teach the man, it was obvious that it would be a waste of time.

"You are already exceeding my expectations, and yet you are so young." Steffany praised while trying to suppress his moans. Years of secret pleasure have served her well and she has become a master at hiding her excitement. She made sure that Azazel only heard what she wanted him to hear, that it was just a few small moans.

"She is difficult." Azazel thought, further increasing his efforts. He threw his fingers into the mix and the unprotected one, who instinctively arched his back and crushed Azazel's face between his thighs. Azazel seemed to have found a weakness that she had long forgotten. Seeing and feeling his first powerful reaction from the woman was the maximum incentive for the man. Despite how much Azazel tried to take the chance, the older woman managed to keep her composure a little.

Steffany had realized that Azazel was the type of man who thrived on competition. The woman liked that aspect and she took advantage of it. "Didn't you expect it to be that easy? It may have been years, but don't expect me to come down easily." Steffany said to the man, maintaining an air of control. This actually managed to pump Azazel's blood and he increased his effort tenfold.

He had never worked so hard before, but he wanted to make sure he was the woman's most memorable sexual partner. Azazel got lost in his quest to please the woman and was only brought back to reality when Steffany let out a much louder groan. It ended up being the first of many louder moans that escaped her mother's red lips. Azazel had never heard a sound more beautiful than the symphony of moans that erupted from Steffany. Unsurprisingly, Azazel was quickly sent to a frantic state when he finally got what he wanted. It would have been much worse if he had seen the small blush on the woman's face.

The moans weren't the only ones responsible for this. Steffany's scented vanilla essence is also attributed to her. While he still preferred the taste of Stella and Sther, the sheer quantity was incredible. It was as if the woman was trying to show her unyielding thirst for her. "So damn good." Azazel thought, making sure that not a drop came out. This led the young man to become relentless in his quest to reach Steffany's climax.

Little did Azazel know, he had already achieved what he thought impossible. The only problem was that Steffany was very good at hiding him. Well, at least regarding your voice. If Azazel looked up, he would have noticed that she had lost her composure. "He's impressive, but a little dense, not that it's a bad thing." Steffany thought. The woman didn't know why, but coming in Azazel's hand was much better than doing it to herself. Maybe it's because she was getting bored with herself or maybe the man was that good, she really didn't care. The pleasure was immense and it seemed endless.

Every time Azazel did something, waves of pleasure rippled and ripped through his body. Before she knew it, the man seemed to know her body better than she did. It was something she never imagined would happen again, but she was happy that it was happening. Because of this, she started to get even more vocal and the man became more loving. This led her to come more than she could count on, with each subsequent one becoming more powerful and wetter. Unsurprisingly, the mother ended up saying the words he was working on. "I will ... I will come ... again!" Steffany shouted.

'Again?' Azazel wondered how he was treated with more of her juices. This only succeeded in prolonging the woman's climax, which she was unable to hide. The woman fell back on the bed and her body began to spasm as she enjoyed the heights of pleasure. She could feel her aura of control disappearing and she just couldn't have it. Steffany pushed the wine-haired man out of it and started to compose himself. Unfortunately, for the woman's pride, Azazel caught a glimpse of his messy and unruly expression. "So hot." He murmured under his breath. Even if it was only for a second, they managed to see his pleasant face was more than enough. He patiently waited for the woman to recover, allowing her to regain her composure and her irresistible aura when she settled.

"I must say that I really wasn't expecting this, it's time to show how a real woman pleases a man ... Sit on the bed." Steffany instructed the man, who obeyed instantly. After he did this, the woman knelt and began to examine Azazel's prized masculinity. Although the man's size was a little too much for her tastes, she didn't think it was her place to judge someone else's strange proportions. However, she would not judge the man for this, his performance had shown that he knew what he was doing. "Now allow me to keep my half of our promise." She told the man.

Azazel's eyes were instantly glued to the top half of the woman's Christmas witch costume. It was a real marvel of design. Somehow, he managed to show a lot of his chest while keeping the soft balls of meat in place. However, Azazel soon found himself admiring the woman's endowments in a different way. Steffany came over and wrapped her breasts around his cock. Azazel growled when he felt the softest pair of tits in his life. It was very different from the firm twins that his red-haired twins had.

Due to the tightness of the woman's shirt, Azazel's penis was so firmly sandwiched between her breasts that Steffany didn't really need to use her hands. However, she still decided to do so, making up for the lack of firmness. "My God, you are too big for my breasts." Steffany mentioned when he started to work his magic. Azazel was beginning to doubt that the woman had not had a man since she claimed.

Her mother's titfuck was a league above what redheads could do with theirs. It was obvious that the woman knew this was the case and her red lips formed a sexy smile. She was once again in control of the wine haired man, Azazel was completely fine with that. Stella had taught her that dominating had its advantages and that her mother was making her look even more attractive. "Fuck, how did you get so good at this?" Azazel asked through his grunts.

"I may not have had a man in two decades, but I keep myself very entertained" Steffany replied, speeding up the movements of her breasts. Azazel groaned with increased efforts. She hadn't even put her mouth on the equation and the MILF was already reducing him to a state of pleasure. "Now stop asking questions and enjoy this." The mother instructed.

Azazel did not last long against the woman's powerful breasts. The older woman felt an intense amount of pride. The woman could feel the man throbbing, burning and shivering between her breasts. Although she hadn't felt the sensation in a long time, she knew exactly what it meant, so hearing Azazel admit it was just the cherry on top. "I'm going to come." Azazel grunted, before doing just that.

Steffany's smile widened when she felt Azazel's penis erupt in the tight limits of her breasts, soiling her shirt. Curious to see how much Azazel achieved, the woman just waited for the man's climax to subside. "So these things are not just for show, just incredible ... I wonder why I still don't have grandchildren?" Steffany wondered aloud as she took off her cum-soaked top and showed off the biggest pair of tits Azazel had ever seen.

It wasn't like she wanted to be a grandmother anytime soon, but she doubted that Azazel was the type of guy who has sex with protection. Azazel thought for a few seconds and prepared to answer the woman, only to be interrupted by the woman. "Don't worry about answering, that really isn't important, although you test how passionate you are ... Now, lie down." She stated when she started to climb on the bed.

As he went up, the woman began to undo her loincloth, carrying everything for the man. Azazel watched in anticipation as the woman crawled toward him with a hungry look in his eyes. The woman's eyes were predatory and he would be a little scared if he didn't have such a wild side to him. "I don't think it could get any hotter." Azazel murmured. He couldn't take his eyes off the long-haired redhead who was advancing on him.

Everything she was doing was driving him crazy. It could be something as simple as the way she rocked her hips or something more obvious, like the unwavering look of desire on her face. When the woman straddled him, Azazel was horny enough to fuck a bus full of insatiable red-haired mothers. "I'll be at the top, understand?" Steffany insisted. Azazel was so delighted with the woman that saying no to her was as likely as his erection to disappear.

The older woman began to align the man's penis with its immersion core. The word excited could hardly describe how she was feeling. The feeling of a big, hard cock pressing against her after so many years was almost enough to make her lose control. It did say something, considering that this was the same woman who had refrained from having sex with men for more than two decades. "You are wonderful." Azazel told the older woman.

"~ Azazel, you will be an excellent lover for me and my precious daughters ~" Steffany declared before knocking her hips down. The woman found herself enjoying the sensation much more than she expected, which was very obvious from the cry she let out. Fortunately for her, Azazel was also somewhat taken aback. It turns out that maintaining such an incredible figure has resulted in certain things becoming much more restricted. Azazel was also confused by his previous statement.

"What do you mean, you and your daughters?" Azazel asked, looking very excited and confused. The dark-eyed man was starting to worry about how often he felt this way.

Steffany took a deep breath, composed herself and started to support her trembling body with her lover's strong body. "Just don't question, and just enjoy my gift for you." Steffany instructed. Azazel nodded calmly, how could he say no? A harem of redheads was her biggest dream come true.

(~ X ~)

It was early in the morning and the party of four met in the kitchen. Azazel felt a little strange to say the least. Not only did he sleep with everyone at the table, but everyone was very aware of that fact. Fortunately for him, Stella was the first to speak. "What you did was incredibly dishonest. Sther and I were in the middle of our competition and we still don't have a decided winner yet." Stella told her mother, still remembering the sight of her boyfriend sleeping with his mother.

"From what I deduced, you two broke up with him and all I did was throw my hat in the ring." Steffany apologized, easily rubbing her burgundy hair lover's thighs. Breaking the woman's dry spell was like unleashing an old and insatiable sex demon. He was sure there was a problem with that, but he really couldn't think of one. "And you also need to remember what your statement was."

"Yes Stella, it looks like you're jealous that I won." Sther stated with an arrogant smile. This gave him a very strange look from his younger sister. Seeing the discussion that was about to take place, Steffany decided to enter.

"Remember that Azazel never gave us an answer." Steffany reminded them, even though she was the clear winner in this childish dispute for her daughters. She knew that, but her daughters certainly didn't know about it. "I have an idea ... Why don't you and Azazel stick around for the new year? This will give you plenty of time to decide." She suggested. The two twins looked at each other and competitive smiles graced their faces.

"Oh, it's agreed." The two twins said before fleeing.

"Wow, did it really work?" Azazel asked, completely stunned. Of all the things he had achieved yesterday, the promise of a harem was the most unexpected. The fact that he managed to go all the way with each redhead would be honest enough for him. "I thought you were kidding when you said I could have all three." He added, laughing at the older woman.

"Remember who the boss is." Steffany remembered a sinful smile with him. Azazel was worth waiting for and she honestly didn't mind sharing such a glorious prize. After all, Christmas was a perfect time to share. "Now let's go back to my room and, as good as I am, it can be problematic if these two decide to swallow their pride and work together."

Azazel could barely contain his excitement when he was dragged by the scarlet-haired woman. "A red-haired quartet is a Christmas miracle!" He applauded.

"It will be another normal day, dear until the end of the year" Steffany interrupted.

"I think I'm going to be dead by the end of the year." Azazel corrected himself with an enthusiastic expression.