The Twins, part I

Jason awoke that morning, or, one really should say afternoon, as it was 2:15. In the first few minutes of his awakening, he wondered why he was so sore, all over, especially his crotch. Slowly his memory came back to him of the previous night-and he realized that it was well worth the soreness. With a brief stretch, he got up to start the day. As he was eating breakfast (or “lunch”), he noticed the answering machine was flashing, be he already knew who it was. The image of this person in his mind drew his thoughts back to the night before, and a smile arose on his face as he remembered his girl…especially her perfect, not to firm but not too soft tits…and her pussy-one that The Gold Club would pay millions for…it was like none he had ever seen before, not to mention fucked, or sucked (and he had done plenty of that). …Her perky lips that just beg for a cock- (which lips you want to take them as-that’s up to you ). As he was thinking of this, he realized the newspaper in his lap had risen about 7 inches, and was starting to slide off before he caught it. He wanted to dwell on that thought more, but he had more important things to do.

-Two Days Later

“Katie, that’s bull,” said Jason with a chuckle on the phone. “you’ve left thirteen messages in the past two days, don’t tell me you haven’t been dying to talk to me.” She started talking in her sweet, slightly innocent, but slightly seductive voice-which again, brought him back two nights ago. “Oh, I guess you’ve got me there honey…ever since that night, I can’t stop thinking about you. I didn’t know that someone, especially you, could get that wild!” said his girl. “You think you didn’t babe?” “Oh, you know I did, anyone would around people like ourselves…I just didn’t know we could go that far off the edge.” “Yeah, me neither…damnit!” “What’s wrong?” “All this talk just increases my need to fuck you!” He smiled as he heard the uncontrolled giggling on the other end. “Don’t tempt me!” she said in a half seductive, half giggling voice. “How about we get together on your birthday next week, that way I can give you my “present.” She said seductively. “We have to wait that long?” “Yes, I need to make “arrangements” over here.” “At your place? What kind of “arrangements are we talking about?” “We don’t want to ruin the surprise, do we?” she giggled. “Oooh-I like surprises.” He said cheerfully.

As she got off the phone, she sighed happily, and called her best friend, who also just happened to be her identical twin sister-
who was perfectly identical-in voice, eyes, body, fashion-everything…so, in Jason’s mind, there was two of the best women on Earth.

It was a long week, but they had made it to his birthday without having any form of sex. This was Jason’s largest wonder about her “surprise.” He couldn’t figure out why she would hold off sex for that long-it didn’t even seem to be in her physical nature. But when they met up that night, he could tell she was ready for it, and he sure as hell was too. They had a nice dinner and talked a lot about recent events, but both could tell that that wasn’t what they really wanted to be talking about. However, in such a nice public place, it would draw attention from others around them, and probably be kicked out of the place anyway. So they held off until she brought him to her car, proceeded to engage in a vicious deep kiss before they would leave for the hotel they would stay at for the night.

As they entered their room, she put on the “do not disturb” sign, locked the door, and proceeded to rip his cloths from him before he could take them off himself. Once his 9½ inches rose up from his crotch, she demonstrated yet again her talent for giving head. Inbetween waves of pleasure, he would wonder why it seemed even better than the last time, something he did not think possible. She put him even closer to the edge, but held him even farther off from explosion than before. After twenty-five minutes of pure pleasure, he begged her to let him cum. Soon, his mind was drained of all thought when he blasted into her mouth, and her not missing a drop of his cum, and in another five minutes of non-stop sucking he was hard as steel once again. When his thought returned, once again, he wondered why she sucked him dry…she usually at least let most of it on her face…but this was far more pleasureful! Obviously she made a change for the better in the past week, and he didn’t mind waiting anymore at all!
Then, it was his turn. In his lust, which had been highly accelerated by her mouth, he started tearing off her shirt with his teeth, and there was of course, no bra to take off, so he moved down to her crotch…where the soken candy awaited his mouth…
But as he tore it off, something popped out at him…something he could not believe, especially because this would be the answer to how she changed for the better- staring at him was the head of a eight-inch cock, looking very eager to be sucked…

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