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"Twice The Fun" (closed)
Vicki laid atop her boy friend in total delight. She loved the afterglow of orgasm with him. The chests swelling with deep breaths. The sheen of sweat from sometimes hours of exertion. The tingling throughout her entire body from the still present euphoria. The pounding of her excited heart.
Tonight had been particularly satisfying for her. He'd made her cum before him and then again with him. And then, after cuddling and watching television, they'd started up again, that second half having ended just moments ago.
She loved simultaneously erupting in orgasm with him. Over their year together, Vicki had more often than not put him on his back and mounted him so that she could control the pace and angle and power of the fucking. It also allowed her to fondle her own clit if she felt she needed a little more than his cock was giving.
Vicki knew him like she knew the back of her own hand. She knew when he was close and when he had a ways to go. She knew when she needed to speed up or slow down or change the approach angle of his penis to have his orgasm occur with her own. They were meant for one another.
At least, in bed. Out of bed, their relationship was so-so. Of course, that wasn't his fault. He was a great guy. Athletically built, loving, friendly, even intelligent though not nearly as deviously sharp as she was. No, the problem with them was Vicki. She had issues. Issues with him, with men in general, with her family, her friends, with life as a whole.
In fact, it was one of those issues that had caused her to invite him here tonight. The two of them had never fucked here in her own bed, in her parents home, not once! Despite being almost 20 now with her sexual activity a reluctantly accepted fact amongst her parents, Vicki wasn't allowed to bring men home, even when no one else was around.
She'd told him that everyone else was gone for the weekend, that they would have the house to themselves until Sunday afternoon. She had told him that they were going to take advantage of the opportunity to fuck and fuck and fuck again all weekend long. It was only Friday night, and they'd already made a great start of it!
Once she'd recovered enough to approach the current issue plaguing her, Vicki rose up to sit over his groin. His relaxing dick slipped out of her. Vicki very quickly reached down to massage it back toward stiffness again. She maneuvered her hips and slipped him back inside of her, smiling down to him as she groaned her delight. His wasn't the biggest cock she'd ever mounted, but it came with the most skilled of men attached to it. Vicki had orgasmed more with him in their year together than she had with his six predecessors combined!
"My sister," she began, peeking to the picture on the nearby dresser.
https://tse1.mm.bing.net/th?id=OIP.Mcc91f0902d1ca9b78c111351dd07f03bH0&pid=15.1
The sexy photo had been taken as part of an audition for a low budget, sexually charged, romantic comedy about Fraternities and Sororities called "If Only The Greeks Had Known". It was being produced by the local University's own Film School. It was only being released on the internet -- $2.99 rental on Amazon Prime -- but it would have been a good start for the twin models and wanna-be actresses.
Unfortunately, the Director had decided not to include the twins scene. There was, however, a single role available, called Slutty Blond on Staircase. Despite the fact that Vicki was the more promiscuous of the two sisters and had also offered to blow the Director for the part, the man had casted Camille instead, calling the other identical twin sexier.
Vicki and Camille were so physically identical that only their family and closest friends could tell them apart so long as they weren't talking and revealing their personalities. And while Vicki was the sluttier of the two, Camille had a way of carrying herself that simply made men drool. And yet she'd only had one lover, and that had been during their senior year of high school two years ago.
Vicki continued with her boyfriend, "Cami wanted to stick around this weekend. Not go with the folks to Aunt Laura's. I had to actually pay her to go. Gave her a $100 gift card I had left over from Christmas. Can you believe that shit?"
She rocked back and forth, letting him know she wanted another orgasm. She smiled broadly. "Hey! I have a great idea. Remember that thing we talked about last week?"
They had recently watched Fifty Shades of Gray and talked about him tying Vicki up. She'd only told him maybe, some day. "I think I want to do it. Not now. But, tomorrow. Okay? But. I want to do something different, okay? I don't want it to seem consensual. Like I'm your Sub. I want you to rape me. Come into my room. Find me in bed in the dark. Take me. Cuff me to the bed. If I fight, take control. Don't let me get away. Don't let me talk you out of it. We'll have a safe word. Orange. Orange will be our safe word. If I say it, you stop. But if I don't, you keep going. Okay?"
They finished fucking, again cumming together. They spooned their sweating bodies together, and as Vicki laid on her side looking at the picture, she smiled evilly...
The next morning, they again fucked, then showered and headed out on the town. Vicki took him to an adult sex strore, where they bought hand cuffs and a black hood. She asked the clerk, "Can I breath through this? Will he hear my safe word?"
The clerk assured Vicki that she would very comfortable and safe. They left with their goodies. Back at her house, Vicki said with an evil smile, "I'll be waiting for you to rape me, but I have something else, too. I want to do this in my sister's bed. I hate that bitch! She fucked me out of a movie role by sucking that Director's cock."
That wasn't true, of course. But he didn't know that. "I want you to rape me on Cami's bed. I want to spoil her mattress. Make it smell like sex every time she lays down to go to sleep. Is that okay?"
Vicki laid atop her boy friend in total delight. She loved the afterglow of orgasm with him. The chests swelling with deep breaths. The sheen of sweat from sometimes hours of exertion. The tingling throughout her entire body from the still present euphoria. The pounding of her excited heart.
Tonight had been particularly satisfying for her. He'd made her cum before him and then again with him. And then, after cuddling and watching television, they'd started up again, that second half having ended just moments ago.
She loved simultaneously erupting in orgasm with him. Over their year together, Vicki had more often than not put him on his back and mounted him so that she could control the pace and angle and power of the fucking. It also allowed her to fondle her own clit if she felt she needed a little more than his cock was giving.
Vicki knew him like she knew the back of her own hand. She knew when he was close and when he had a ways to go. She knew when she needed to speed up or slow down or change the approach angle of his penis to have his orgasm occur with her own. They were meant for one another.
At least, in bed. Out of bed, their relationship was so-so. Of course, that wasn't his fault. He was a great guy. Athletically built, loving, friendly, even intelligent though not nearly as deviously sharp as she was. No, the problem with them was Vicki. She had issues. Issues with him, with men in general, with her family, her friends, with life as a whole.
In fact, it was one of those issues that had caused her to invite him here tonight. The two of them had never fucked here in her own bed, in her parents home, not once! Despite being almost 20 now with her sexual activity a reluctantly accepted fact amongst her parents, Vicki wasn't allowed to bring men home, even when no one else was around.
She'd told him that everyone else was gone for the weekend, that they would have the house to themselves until Sunday afternoon. She had told him that they were going to take advantage of the opportunity to fuck and fuck and fuck again all weekend long. It was only Friday night, and they'd already made a great start of it!
Once she'd recovered enough to approach the current issue plaguing her, Vicki rose up to sit over his groin. His relaxing dick slipped out of her. Vicki very quickly reached down to massage it back toward stiffness again. She maneuvered her hips and slipped him back inside of her, smiling down to him as she groaned her delight. His wasn't the biggest cock she'd ever mounted, but it came with the most skilled of men attached to it. Vicki had orgasmed more with him in their year together than she had with his six predecessors combined!
"My sister," she began, peeking to the picture on the nearby dresser.
https://tse1.mm.bing.net/th?id=OIP.Mcc91f0902d1ca9b78c111351dd07f03bH0&pid=15.1
The sexy photo had been taken as part of an audition for a low budget, sexually charged, romantic comedy about Fraternities and Sororities called "If Only The Greeks Had Known". It was being produced by the local University's own Film School. It was only being released on the internet -- $2.99 rental on Amazon Prime -- but it would have been a good start for the twin models and wanna-be actresses.
Unfortunately, the Director had decided not to include the twins scene. There was, however, a single role available, called Slutty Blond on Staircase. Despite the fact that Vicki was the more promiscuous of the two sisters and had also offered to blow the Director for the part, the man had casted Camille instead, calling the other identical twin sexier.
Vicki and Camille were so physically identical that only their family and closest friends could tell them apart so long as they weren't talking and revealing their personalities. And while Vicki was the sluttier of the two, Camille had a way of carrying herself that simply made men drool. And yet she'd only had one lover, and that had been during their senior year of high school two years ago.
Vicki continued with her boyfriend, "Cami wanted to stick around this weekend. Not go with the folks to Aunt Laura's. I had to actually pay her to go. Gave her a $100 gift card I had left over from Christmas. Can you believe that shit?"
She rocked back and forth, letting him know she wanted another orgasm. She smiled broadly. "Hey! I have a great idea. Remember that thing we talked about last week?"
They had recently watched Fifty Shades of Gray and talked about him tying Vicki up. She'd only told him maybe, some day. "I think I want to do it. Not now. But, tomorrow. Okay? But. I want to do something different, okay? I don't want it to seem consensual. Like I'm your Sub. I want you to rape me. Come into my room. Find me in bed in the dark. Take me. Cuff me to the bed. If I fight, take control. Don't let me get away. Don't let me talk you out of it. We'll have a safe word. Orange. Orange will be our safe word. If I say it, you stop. But if I don't, you keep going. Okay?"
They finished fucking, again cumming together. They spooned their sweating bodies together, and as Vicki laid on her side looking at the picture, she smiled evilly...
The next morning, they again fucked, then showered and headed out on the town. Vicki took him to an adult sex strore, where they bought hand cuffs and a black hood. She asked the clerk, "Can I breath through this? Will he hear my safe word?"
The clerk assured Vicki that she would very comfortable and safe. They left with their goodies. Back at her house, Vicki said with an evil smile, "I'll be waiting for you to rape me, but I have something else, too. I want to do this in my sister's bed. I hate that bitch! She fucked me out of a movie role by sucking that Director's cock."
That wasn't true, of course. But he didn't know that. "I want you to rape me on Cami's bed. I want to spoil her mattress. Make it smell like sex every time she lays down to go to sleep. Is that okay?"
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