CuriousKatie
Pour some sugar on me
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“Jenny!! Come on! We’re gonna be late!” Mandy yelled up the stairs to her sister. They were going to a party at a friend’s house. Decked up in a short black skirt and a fiery red tight fitting top, 18 year old Mandy Tyler, one of the popular kids in her senior class in high school, was what the jocks would qualify as “a babe”. Standing at 5’7” tall, blond, with long straight hair, chocolate brown eyes, breasts that seemed to defy gravity, a firm round ass that swayed just perfectly when she walked and a pair of legs any guy in school would have killed to get between!
Her twin sister Jenny looked exactly like her! They were so identical that it was darned right freaky! They had the same quirks, the same facial expressions, the same tastes… Even their voices were identical! It was like having a mirror image of yourself come alive and walk right next to you. Mandy found it kind of cool, really. As long as they didn’t start speaking in exact harmony or finishing each other’s sentences it was cool.
The party was hopping when they arrived. The music was blaring, people were dancing and drinking, there was a keg in the kitchen with every single jock in there trying to prove how “tough” they were by chugging straight from the tap. Mandy chuckled and shook her head in exasperation. Neanderthals! Though some of them were really hot Neanderthals!
Having long since lost her sister in the crowd, Mandy started chatting with some friends and drinking punch. From the first sip, Mandy knew it had been spiked! Grinning a little, Mandy took a bigger swig from her glass. Who cares if it was spiked or not?! Mom and dad weren’t home anyway. They wouldn’t be back from Europe for six weeks.
While chatting with her friends, somewhere between the subject of boys and going to college next year, Mandy noticed that she had an audience. Darren, the captain of the swim team was watching her with a grin on his face. The guy was hot! And if the stories about him were true, he had a cock that could end a girl into orbit! Cocking her head slightly, Mandy went over to him.
“See anything you like?” She smiled sweetly at him. Darren let his gaze travel her body, his grin widening.
“Yeah.” He said. “And you?” That grin was back on his lips. The one that could knock the panties off of any cheerleader in school.
“Definitely.” She replied with a smirk and took a sip off of her punch. They talked for a bit and soon they were making out on the landing, Mandy straddling Darren on the lawn chair he was sitting on. The booze from the punch was making her head fuzzy, but she didn’t care. Darren’s hands on her body sent arcs of pure lust through her every nerve! She wanted more! She could feel his hard cock through his jeans and her panties. Damn! He must be fucking huge! Mandy thought to herself.
“Come on!” She ordered in a breathless whisper after breaking their heated kiss. “We need to take this somewhere else and I’ll bet every room in this place is booked. Let’s go! My house is empty.” She got up off of him and started dragging him through the house heading for the front door and out to his car.
Her twin sister Jenny looked exactly like her! They were so identical that it was darned right freaky! They had the same quirks, the same facial expressions, the same tastes… Even their voices were identical! It was like having a mirror image of yourself come alive and walk right next to you. Mandy found it kind of cool, really. As long as they didn’t start speaking in exact harmony or finishing each other’s sentences it was cool.
The party was hopping when they arrived. The music was blaring, people were dancing and drinking, there was a keg in the kitchen with every single jock in there trying to prove how “tough” they were by chugging straight from the tap. Mandy chuckled and shook her head in exasperation. Neanderthals! Though some of them were really hot Neanderthals!
Having long since lost her sister in the crowd, Mandy started chatting with some friends and drinking punch. From the first sip, Mandy knew it had been spiked! Grinning a little, Mandy took a bigger swig from her glass. Who cares if it was spiked or not?! Mom and dad weren’t home anyway. They wouldn’t be back from Europe for six weeks.
While chatting with her friends, somewhere between the subject of boys and going to college next year, Mandy noticed that she had an audience. Darren, the captain of the swim team was watching her with a grin on his face. The guy was hot! And if the stories about him were true, he had a cock that could end a girl into orbit! Cocking her head slightly, Mandy went over to him.
“See anything you like?” She smiled sweetly at him. Darren let his gaze travel her body, his grin widening.
“Yeah.” He said. “And you?” That grin was back on his lips. The one that could knock the panties off of any cheerleader in school.
“Definitely.” She replied with a smirk and took a sip off of her punch. They talked for a bit and soon they were making out on the landing, Mandy straddling Darren on the lawn chair he was sitting on. The booze from the punch was making her head fuzzy, but she didn’t care. Darren’s hands on her body sent arcs of pure lust through her every nerve! She wanted more! She could feel his hard cock through his jeans and her panties. Damn! He must be fucking huge! Mandy thought to herself.
“Come on!” She ordered in a breathless whisper after breaking their heated kiss. “We need to take this somewhere else and I’ll bet every room in this place is booked. Let’s go! My house is empty.” She got up off of him and started dragging him through the house heading for the front door and out to his car.