Telepathic Twins

faerykiss

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OOC
There are 2 main characters:
Twin sisters Jenni and Cyndi, separated at birth. Both of them are 20, strawberry blonde, green eyes. Jenni is a shy reserved college student who keeps a dark secret: She could feel the physical and emotional turmoils of her twin sister Cyndi, a sister she doesn't know she has. These telepathic feelings, when strong enough, could possess her mind with emotions and her body with physical sensations . She confides in her roommate/lover Linda, occasionally allowing Linda glimpses into this secret world

IC
Jenni is in bed, thinking, "omg, it's happening again". She closes her eyes, stretches her arms up, her body trembling. She feels a surge of excitement.

In a different part of the world, Cyndi is stretched out, and struggling on a work bench at an auto garage, on her back. Strong hands pin her wrists together above her head. She had ridden into this garage, in the middle of nowhere, seated behind Dave, her latest. The mechanics, three of them, had oogled her something fierce. Now Dave is on the dirt floor outside, passed out from a blow to the back of his head with a heavy wrench, and they are starting on her!

Jenni shudders hard, feeling as if someone has just torn off her blouse. She looks down to see the blouse intact. Somehow, she feels naked. She closes her eyes, but opens them quickly to see Linda standing in the open doorway to her room.

"It is happening again?" Linda asks, sitting down on the bed.


OOC - Feel free to write for any of the characters, or even introduce new ones.
 
Cyndi

Cyndi arched her back and tried to pull away from the guy who was looming over her.

"Just leave me the hell alone....!"

Her voice held more fright than conviction.

"Now ... that ain't none too friendly ... "

His eyes raked over her as he pushed her back on the workbench.
Cyndi gasped her eyes flying to the door beyond as she heard Dave groan.
This was all his fault. If he hadn't needed the petrol!
If he hadn't let these guys jump him!
But it was just her now ... and she didn't like the look of this trio ... one little bit ... !

"What do you need yer boyfriend for ... when you have us ...?"

Came the taunt as she felt her wrists grabbed and pinned above her head.

"Let me go.....!"

She cried out breathlessly, secretly turned on by being pinned so securely.
Her cheek flushed as she looked up from her prone position on the bench.
Why was it trouble seemed to follow her?
It wasn't the first time some guy had gotten fresh with her ... not the first time ...

"Ahhhhh!"

Cyndi gasped in surprise as she felt her blouse ripped open.
Her full breasts, barely held in the whispy lace of a bra jutted out as she struggled feeling her wrists grasped more painfully.

She tried to kick ... she tried to turn on the bench ... she tried to protect herself from the leers of the three mechanics.
She saw the third draw nearer now.
She felt surrounded as they closed in around her.
She watches as one of them deliberately moved his hand to his crotch and begins to stroke.
Her eyes widened as she watched the bulge of his cock growing.

God ... was she in trouble .... big trouble now!
So why did she feel so damn turned on ...?
 
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Mechanic #1

Purty gals are like candy, they are sweeeeeeeet.

slipping a hand under the little strap between the girl's breasts and yank her bra off*

blink at the sight of the exposed tits then close my fingertips on the firm swell to give the left tit a squeeze*

"Hey, lookit. This one's fresh off the freeway. What do you think we oughta do with her, boss?"

Looking down at your tits again, slowly licking my lips, the bulge in my pants increasing in size. Reaching down to rub my crouch as I slowly runs a calloused thumb across the tip of a nipple
 
Cyndi

I look from one to the other.
I watch as one of them moves forward, his hands on my bra.
I squirm, but my wrists are pinned.
He yanks at my bra and pulls it away.

"YOu .... "

I mutter helplessly then focus on biting back a moan as he begins to maul at my left tit.

"Hey, lookit. This one's fresh off the freeway. What do you think we oughta do with her, boss?"

My eyes fly to the "boss".
Then back to the same man, repulsed and aroused as he rubs himself whilst grazing my nipple with the other hand.
I moan softly, intending it to be in protest.

Oh my God ... what next ...?
 
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