"Twice The Fun" (closed)

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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.

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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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Jon smiled and nodded. What guy in his right mind could turn down more sex. He had always wanted to fuck her sister tho he had a rule about not sleeping with gf's friends and family after they broke up. With Vicki's sex drive he didn't need to look for anyone other then her. Jon had a deep down dark secret he was always scared to say. As they walked out of the toy shop he asked Vicki. "What do you think if I was to hide in the room and watch you as you get into bed. I always wanted to do a setting like I broke into someones home and as I was about to rob them they come home. I have to hide so they don't find me. Would you let me watch you from under the bed as you act like you don't know I am there? Or should I just sneak in late at night and rape you? Your little setting is hot babe, and I am soooo willing to fuck you silly on Cami's bed."
 
(FYI: I edited my first post to indicate that he hadn't left yet.)

"I love it," Vicki said, even though she actually didn't.

There were logistics problems that had to be considered. She held him close to her, pressing her groin to his as he leaned back against the car. She asked him some casual questions about his work day ahead. She didn't really care. She just needed to keep him occupied while she thought.

She could have simply told Jon the entire truth: that he would be watching Cami undress, that he would be watching Vicki's sister slip into her bed, that he would be raping the unsuspecting, unwilling twin who would not know what was happening to her nor what word -- Orange -- would stop it.

But where was the fun in that? Vicki knew that Jon had fantasies about her sister. Hell, he probably even had fantasies about having both of them together. Every man who had ever met the sexy, identical twins had! But she also knew that Jon was loyal to her, a one woman type of man. He would never have fucked Camille, even with Vicki's permission, let alone raped her. No, the only way to make this happen was to do it surreptitiously.

"Okay," she finally said, pulling back from him. "But! It has to feel real. If I'm sleeping when you come in, I don't know you're coming, and its more real. But if I'm not asleep yet."

She pulled away from him and retrieved the box of goodies. "Here's what we're going to do. I'm going to Cami's room right now. I'm going to attach these cuffs to her headboard. They'll hang down behind the mattress so that--"

Vicki had to pause. She's almost said so that Camille couldn't see them. She caught herself, though, and continued, recalling what she knew about her sister's bedroom. "So that I can't see them. More real, right? You hide in the closet. There's a long coat and cloak hanging in the back right. An ugly thing she wore for Halloween one year and won't throw out."

The costume was actually part of a sexy witch costume that Vicki had a duplicate of but certainly wasn't going to admit to having. She stuck a finger out into Jon's face and spoke with a serious tone. "Real! Meaning, that if I hear you moving about. If you let me know you're there. I'm going to act like any woman would and flee. You won't get to have me. You won't get to rape me. This is your one and only one chance to do this to me. Understand?"
 
Jon nods and says "I understand. Your going to act like this is totally real and if i get caught cops could be called. I love that babe. I will even call you her name." Jon kisses her firmly on the lips letting his tongue go to her lips to see if she will make out with him right there. He is so turned on by it hes willing to take Vicki right there in the parking lot.
 
Jon is disappointed with the no response. He backs off and says "Ok babe go get the toys ready for tonight. Will you both be going out tonight?"

As Jon asks that his mind is running with the rape thing. Hes playing it out in his mind all the different ways it could go. Jon can feel his body react to the excitement. Jon is going to need to get away from Vicki or he will take her right on the hood now. He wont wait for her to give in he would take her right now. He fights the hunger to take her and pin her to the car and fuck her fast and hard now.
 
The kisses were passionate, making Vicki want to pull him into the car and fuck him again right then and there. But she hated back seats. She'd had a bad experience in one with her then-boyfriend. He had wanted her to get on her knees, straddling the drive train cover, and suck his cock. And when she wouldn't, he'd hurt her. That experience was the reason why as sexually active as they were, Vicki had never sucked Jon's cock. She had promised him again and again that she would, but she was still yet to do it.

"Go away," she chastised. She pushed Jon away, laughing. "You'll be late to work. "Go away. I'll text you when to be here. I have some errands to run, and when I get home I want you already in place, okay?"

She again jabbed a finger his way. "Remember! If I even suspect for a moment that you are there, it's off!" She turned away, shaking her ass at him before laughing and running to the house.



Things were going precisely as Vicki had hoped. Better! Camille came home early in the afternoon, as expected. The two had talked about Camille's afternoon matinee movie plans and early evening dinner plans. Vicki knew down to the minutes when her sister -- who always followed a schedule -- would and wouldn't be in the house.

She texted Jon to be here at exactly 6pm, adding that she would be back around 7pm. Camille treasured her beauty sleep, unlike Vicki who never let the need for sleep get in the way of a late night fuck. Vicki knew Camille would come straight home from dinner and, after a hot bath, be in bed by 9pm.

After Camille left, Vicki began setting up. She attached the hand cuffs to the upright bars of Camille's old metal head board. They hung down behind the mattress and wouldn't be seen by Camille. But they'd be easy for Jon to retrieve and snap around her wrists. In Camille's closet, Vicki moved some things around to allow Jon to hide and move about without being heard. She used her father's cordless drill to make an inconspicuous, inch diameter hole in the wall between the bottom of a poster frame and the top of Camille's desk.

Vicki moved to her own room and moved her stool from her bureau to the closet. Sitting and leaning forward in the dark space, Vicki looked through the newly drilled hole. She smiled at the very clear sight of her sister's bed. Presuming Jon pulled this off, she would be able to watch every moment of her sister's rape.

She went downstairs for a bottle of beer and some covered raisins, her favorite treats. Then, she returned to her room to wait for Jon's arrival.
 
Little did Vicki know. After she left Jon went back into the toy shop. Jon asked where to get the full rape kit. Jon got a ball gag that would be quick to slip into his woman's mouth. Jon had worn his normal clothing into the house but under that was a black latex body suit with a black sky mask hidden under his pants at the hip. The black t-shirt and black jeans hid it well. Jon got undressed in the closet and what Vicki didn't know Jon moved to under her sisters bed. Jon also had a voice morpher stitched into the mask to hide his voice.

Jon lays in wait to rape his girlfriend in her sisters bed. Jon had his head in the mask and was looking out from a small crack under the blankets as he could see into the bathroom. Jon could fallow the feet all around the room.

Jon waits for his woman to come into the room. Jon lays there smiling. Vicky wants a rape. She will get a rape. No code word. She is going to be his.
 
Jon lays in wait. He knows he was told to be in the closet. He hopes to be coming out from under the bed will surprise Vicki. Jon was thinking the closet was to risky and she would be expecting him from there. Jon hopes his surprise will work.
 
Vicki was beginning to get bored when suddenly she heard light foot steps ascending the stair case. Her heart leaped, again when she saw Jon enter the room. He looked about the room, as if planning her rape, then entered the closet. She heard him getting settled, and then there was silence.

And again, Vicki was getting bored. She thought she would be trembling with excitement, but after just a few minutes she was practically jumping out of her skin.

Then, she heard the front door slam downstairs. A few minutes later, her sister entered the room with a bottle of pop and a bowl of grapes. She dinked about the room for a while, doing this and that, turning on the stereo which was too loud in Vicki's opinion. Then, the good part began.

Camille stripped off her dinner dress, setting it over the back of her bureau chair. She pranced about her room for another couple of minutes in only her underwear and her heels. She was a beautiful woman, Vicki thought to herself. Yeah, sure, they were identical twins. But there was just something about the way Camille moved that was so much more alluring and erotic than the way Vicki did.

No wonder that movie director had wanted you and not me, Vicki thought. She remembered her own boyfriend sitting in the closet just four feet to her. No wonder every cock wants you, even Jon's.
 
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Jon's cock was hard as a rock when he seen Cami enter the room. Jon watched laying on the floor as the woman walked around and her heals landed near the bed a few times. When she stopped at the foot of her bed with her back to it. He watched her reach behind and undo the zipper to the dress. He had a killer upskirt view as she pulled it up and over her head. Jon was half tempted to stick his hand out and touch her heal and get his hand stepped on. He didn't as he knew he should stay undetected. Vicki wanted to be raped and he wasn't going to blow this for the woman he loved. He was in aww how well she acted like her sister even down to the strut. Tho Jon loves Vicki's natural hip slides. Her sister has a yoyo kinds strut more. Jon didn't know if anyone else could pick that up but he could. Tho when they wanted to act the same even he couldn't always tell who was who like now.
 
Vicki's heart leaped when her sister suddenly turned and headed toward the closet's left hand door. It was the one Vicki had picked for Jon to hide behind because Camille never used it. She kept all of her commonly worn clothes on the right side. Camille slid the door open and then slid aside the clothes hiding Jon.

Or so Vicki thought. Vicki had expected Jon to leap out and take Camille, thinking of course that he was taking Vicki. But nothing happened. Camille continued looking through the clothes for a long moment, then backed up, holding a floor length negligee that Vicki hadn't even known her sister own. It was semi sheer and white, with lacy around the lower hem and neck line.

Camille laid the negligee across her bed and headed to the bathroom. From where she was sitting, Vicki couldn't see her sister. But from under the bed, Jon could. Camille stepped out of her heels, flicking them aside. She reached to her back and unclipped her bra, removing and setting it aside. In profile to her bed, Vicki's boyfriend was getting a look at a firm pair of "B" cups that he thought he'd seen, suckled, and groped often yet hadn't.

Camille continued undressing, unsnapping her garter belt from her nylons, removing the belt itself, then slipping her panties off her hips and down her thighs. She turned ninety degrees to look at her own profile in mirror, showing Jon her backside. She turned to look at it from the other side, showing off her front side. Each time she caressed her hands over her flat belly and firm breasts, as is reminding her own self of how good she looked.

It was only when Camille walked out of the bathroom wearing only her nylons that Vicki thought the gig was up! Vicki had a landing strip of short, kinky hair reaching upward from her pussy. Camille was freshly shaven! Did Jon notice? He had to! Would he think Vicki had shaved for this event? Or would he realize that he was ogling and preparing to rape the wrong woman?

All Vicki could do was wait. Camille went to her bureau and raised one foot after another to the stool there to remove the nylons. She even did this in an erotic way, as if a lover was waiting to fuck her. If only she knew. Now fully naked, Camille fished out a pair of boy briefs and a sports bra, donning them for sleep. She returned to the bed to don the long negligee.

Then she did something Vicki could never have imagined: she left!

Vicki didn't realize that her sister was gone until she hear her bare feet padding down the hard wood hallway, then the squeaking of the stairs and she descended them...
 
Jon smiles as he sees Vicki open the closet. He bites his tongue to hold back a chuckle when she starts to look for clothing. Jon was surprised when Vicki didn't react to him not being there. Jon wonders if she thinks he didn't come or left.

Jon watched her pull a dress like thing from the closet. Jon watched her spin around and walk right to him. Jon looks at her feet as they point to his face about a foot away. She then walked into the bathroom. Jon could only wonder what would happen next. He smiled as he watched her slip out of her shoes. then watched her undo the bra. His eyes moved up and down who he thinks is Vicki admiring her lovely tits and ass. Jon loved her legs too. He had one of the bed views of the house.

Jon was shocked when she turned around and he seen the bare hips. Jon wondered if Cami had a bare pussy or if she wanted to try something that wasn't Vicki's norm. It never dawned on him that we was watching the wrong sister. Vicki knows how he feels about only being with her. His eyes may wonder but his cock was only for Vicki.
Jon watched her get the underwear on and sports bra then she walked out of the room.

Jon was disappointed but was getting worked up as she teased him more by walking out of the room being so free. Jon then got to thinking to move into the closet. He could see the bed and he was sure Vicki gave up on him being there. Jon stayed low to the floor silently crawling into the closet into the back corner. Jon felt safe now thinking she was done in the closet and wouldn't come back into it tonight. He sat and waited in the dark room.
 
Vicki sat back away from the hole in the wall, surprised. Her sister seldom left her room once she retired to it for the evening. What was she doing heading downstairs now? She couldn't know that Camille had left her cell phone downstairs.

Suddenly, there was sound and movement in the room that Camille had just vacated. Vicki leaned forward in time to see her boyfriend slipping out from under the bed to return to the closet. Vicki was confused. Why had he moved to hide under the bed? And why was he now moving back? Then, it occurred to Vicki that had Jon not moved, he probably would have gotten caught when Camille went to the seldom used half of the closet.

Vicki sat back again, stretching her aching back. Should have had a chair, she thought to herself, not a stool. Too late now.

Soon enough, she heard Camille ascending the stairs and then entering the room. She put her cell phone on the lamp table, shed the negligee, and plopped down onto her bed. She snatched up a paper back and, laying on her belly began reading, not going to sleep.

Vicki's mouth fell open. This wasn't what was supposed to happen. Camille was supposed to turn her light out and crawl into bed. Then Jon, believing Camille was Vicki, was supposed to rape her in the dark. What the hell was happening here?
 
Jon watched as one of the twins came into the room. Jon smiled as he watched her put her cell on the lamp table then his eyes widen as she slipped out of the nightie.

Jon watches totally confused as he sees the twin grab a book and lays down to read. Jon sits there squeezing his cock as he wonders what one of the sisters he is going to fuck tonight. Jon has doubts that its Vicki but he cant wrap his head around it that she would set him up to rape his sister. Part of Jon was sure this isn't his girlfriend but most of him wanted to fuck who ever is sleeping n that bed tonight. Jon trusts Vicki and knows if this isnt her then she must have a plan. Jon starts to wonder if they came up with it together as Cami knows he would never sleep with her out of respect for Vicki and with his own morals.

Jon knows there is a plan and he don't know what his part is other then to fuck who ever is in that bed. Jon has a simple role and isn't going to blow it for the 3 of them. Jon sits thinking what to do as he watches her read.
 
Vicki's stomach was beginning to turn over with stress. This isn't happening! This isn't hap-pen-ing! Her attention shifted back and forth between the bed where Camille was uncharacteristically reading and the closet door where Jon was laying in wait.

She was beginning to think she needed a way out of this, certain that her boyfriend would strike with the lights on and get caught, when Camille suddenly set the book aside and stood from her bed. She padded in her bare feet to the bathroom, from which Vicki heard the sound of peeing and a subsequent flush. When Camille emerged this time, she flipped off the overhead light and crawled under the bedding. The light of the full moon flooding into the room through the semi-sheer draperies was the only illumination falling on the young woman's form.

The skin of Vicki's body suddenly flushed with goose bumps as she realized that the time had finally arrived...
 
When she got up off the bed and started walking. Jon pulled his hands off his cock. He silently lifted up his toes and so the balls of his feet where on the floor. If she opened that door he was ready to tackle her and rape who ever it was. Jon smiled as she walked by and soon the sound of her peeing filled the room.

Jon stayed ready to pounce when she walked back by and headed to the bed. Jon softly set his knees on his hands as he sat and watched one of the sisters get into bed. Jon smiles as he watch the moon light shine softly on the woman who is now under the covers. Jon is glad he is now in the closet to see that and not under the bed where he would lay and listen.

Jon found him self hoping it was Cami as a part of him always wanted them to take each other's place so he could fuck the wrong sis and not to be blamed. Jon knew no matter what. Vicki couldn't get mad at him if he did fuck Cami. And if it was Vicki in Cami's bed like they planed he will enjoy that just as much.

Jon plans to act like a stranger who broke into the house and fuck the woman. He is going to have to hold off on kissing her lips but he can start with her lower ones first lifting up the lower half of headgear.
 
Jon finds him self getting more and more worked up with out touching his cock. As he watches and now is hoping its Cami hes about to rape. Part of him was still clinging to the thought that its just Vicki acting like her sis. Jon don't really care what one it is. When shes sleeping hes going to sneak out for some fun starting with cuffing her hand to the bed. Jon just waits for his time to come out as he watches helplessly as he waits for what ever sister in that bed to go to sleep.
 
Vicki slipped slowly and quietly off the stool, pressing her face harder up against the hole in the wall. She wanted the best seat in the house for what was coming.

But.

It didn't come. What the hell is he waiting for? Vicki wondered, her anxiety rising. Fucker probably fell asleep. Or beating off.

Again, her gaze shifted back and forth between the bed and closet...
 
Jon sees the woman on the bed sleeping. He lays down on the floor and starts to crawl over to the foot of the bed. He feels for his bag and pulls out some leg cuffs. He attaches one to the left leg of the bed and he sticks his head under the blanket. Soon he inches up along the foot of the mattress as he feel for her foot. His face feels her toes lightly touching his lips. He now pulls the 2 foot chain up along his body.
 
Jon locked her left leg down then scooted over to her right and attached the leg cuff to the bed then locking that down on her right foot. Her legs now wide open in a V as he moves up along side the sleeping woman. He moves her right hand to the headboard then pulls the hidden cuffs up and locks her wrist into place. He carefully slides over her to do the same to her left hand. Jon then reaches into his bag and pulls out a ball gag. He sits holding his body weight off her chest as he lowers his cock to her lips and starts to rub them.

Jon smiles as he wonders if her mouth will open for a bit of a bj before its sealed shut with the ball gag? Jon has always wondered what of the sisters is better at giving head. He still thinks its Vicki in the bed but he has some doubts. Who ever it is is going to get a surprise. Jon smiles as he thinks of his girlfriend's plan to rape her in her sisters bed. He thinks to him self. She wants a rape shes going to get a full one.
 
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