Twins, Roommates, and Dirty Secrets

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The phone call from my mom came out of the blue. Apparently, my twin sister had just gotten kicked out of her college dorm, and desperately needed a place to stay. Of course, since I had an apartment off-campus, our mother thought that it would be a simple thing for her to just move in with me and everything would be fine.

“Sure,” I said. How could I deny family, after all? I looked around in a bit of a panic. I had been in the middle of sorting and weighing my various strains of marijuana, and nevermind the coke and the pills and everything else. There was no way I could let my sister find out I was dealing drugs, after all.

I leaned over a bit and smacked the ass of the theatre-major chick who was stoned out of her mind on my sofa. “Time to go. Don’t you have rehearsal?” I said, shooing her out the door as I gathered up the drugs and paraphenalia.

I sent my sister a text message. I hear you need a place to stay for a little while

Hopefully it was just a little while!
 
Amanda Reed
Occupation: First year college student

My life sucked.

Seriously. Although lately, I've been the one doing all the sucking... seriously.

It was over a week ago when I was kicked out of my dorm room. I mean, it wasn't just me, but a few other girls who had decided to throw an impromptu party and I swear, I had nothing to do with it.

During that time I had found a few people to stay with and well, there were some 'stipulations' to me staying for free with them.. and yes, they were all guys...

I heard my phone chime, alerting me to a new text. Hah, probably my mom, but right now, I was a little busy.

"Yeah..fuuuck baby... your mouth is so fucking good.." is all I could hear as Matt stood before me and I was on my knees...giving him a blow job...

Like I said, stipulations.

It all started out innocently enough...one day I needed help with my studies and well, I was offered some help--on one condition...

Turns out I was pretty good at blow jobs. Soon, word got around and well, as they say, the rest is history.

I never let anyone fuck me...no, they were quite happy with the BJs and my virginity remained intact.

Win/win.

Right?

***

Later, with Matt asleep, I finally reached for my phone and read my text...

It was from my brother.

I hear you need a place to stay for a little while

OMG, yes please... but let me guess, mom told you?

Why did I even ask? Of course she did.

So, in the end, I was able to go ahead and crash at my brother's place...thank goodness, my mouth was starting to kill me...
 
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It was pretty late when I finally got a response from Amanda, but I was still up.

Yeah mom told me lol I shot back. An hour later, she was dragging her stuff into my apartment, looking a hot mess. That’s not to say I was in any better condition, of course. I was drunk, and stoned, and a bit coked out when she showed up. It was kind of my standard operating procedure.

“I’m afraid the grand tour is gonna be a little short,” I told her. We hadn’t hung out very much, at all, since being in college, even though we were at the same school. I guess it was one of those things where we needed to establish our own identities apart from being twins.

“So, this is the living room, there’s the kitchen, bathroom is down the hall, and my bedroom is over there too. You’re on the sofa,” I said, trying to set some boundaries. I wasn’t going to let her take over my room, after all!
 
Matt wasn't too sorry to see me go and trust me, I wasn't sorry to go either.

I didn't have much in the way of stuff. Well, actually I had more clothes but they were in the car and I'd bring them in in the morning. Right now, I just wanted to sleep.

After the little tour, I just nodded, too tired to noticed Tommy's state of intoxication, but I knew it was there. I knew a few times he had tried some drugs in high school and had even offered me some, but I never took it.

After he disappeared in his room, I grabbed my favorite blanket and got ready for bed. I was totally exhausted and had a lot on my mind... mostly my grades and future. It was starting to become too much for me, that was for sure...
 
I could tell Mandy was exhausted, and quickly called it a night, retiring to my room. I had half expected her to whine about sleeping on the sofa, but she didn’t. For that I was grateful. Of course, I wouldn’t be surprised if she climbed into my bed in the middle of the night.

The joke would be on her, though. I was quite fond of sleeping naked!

I quickly rubbed one out, doing my best to keep the bedsprings from squeaking as I did. Honestly, I couldn’t get my twin sister’s tits out of my head. They were so damn full and perky and big in that little tank top she had been wearing.

It felt so wrong, but as I came, it felt so fucking right. I didn’t care how dirty it was. I reveled in dirty. I rubbed my cum on my abs into my skin, and quickly felt sleepiness washing over me...
 
I huffed and looked at the clock on my phone.

Fuck. Only 3am and I couldn't sleep... I couldn't sleep because I couldn't get comfortable...I should have pitched a fit when my brother said this was my bed... maybe I could push him out of his?

Ohh, evil thought... still, I got up and although I was only in a bra and a thong, I made my way to my brother's room and peeked in... he was sleeping, snoring a bit so I knew he was asleep...probably passed out.

That was good because he wouldn't protest as I crawled in beside him... his bed was big enough that I didn't disturb him as I got comfortable. And in no time, I fell asleep...
 
I wasn’t sure what time it was when I woke up, but it was definitely early. No sunlight made its way through the window yet. I rolled over onto my side, only to come into contact with a very soft, feminine form. My brain immediately registered that it had to be my sister, in my bed, fast asleep.

And my bare cock, rock hard from whatever fleeting, horny dream I’d been having, was now nestled right between her ass cheeks. It throbbed happily against her, and my heart immediately started thumping hard, which only made the intensity of my erection that much worse.

Somehow, my groggy brain decided this must be another dream, certainly based on the incestuous fantasy I had indulged in earlier, and my arms wrapped around the warm female body, my hand cupping a very full breast, my hips rubbing eagerly against her, and I fell back into a peaceful, horny slumber...
 
Snuggling up against Matt, I half smiled in my slumber and pushed my ass against Matt's cock...

Then it dawned on me... I wasn't at Matt's...

With a gasp and waking up suddenly, I realized I was in Tommy's room and his hand was firmly gripping my breast under my bra!

My body went rigid as I tried to take his hand and move it away from me and then I felt his cock throb against my ass. This wasn't right... no...

But yet, my body was responding in a way it shouldn't have as my nipples hardened against his fingers and the fabric of my bra. I let out a little moan and realized it sounded like a yearning... no, no...

Pushing against Tommy, I finally pried his arm away from me and started to get out of bed, hoping I wouldn't wake him.
 
It must have been a dream, I thought when I finally awoke that Saturday morning, alone in my bed. There was no way my twin sister had been in my bed.

I groaned and rolled over, wanting nothing more than to be lazy and sleep some more, but nature called, and my belly rumbled in hunger. And that’s when I noticed a few very long, dark strands of hair on the pillow next to me.

Mandy had definitely been in my bed. My cock throbbed at the thought. I shook it out of my head. Things were going to get very interesting around here, I could tell already.

I pulled on a pair of pajama pants and headed for the bathroom, painfully aware of my obvious hard-on tenting the thin fabric at my crotch. I hoped to hell that Mandy had gone somewhere this morning and wouldn’t see my current aroused state. I just had to get across the hall, after all.

Of course, as I reached for the bathroom door, t suddenly opened in front of me...
 
I had just finished up a quick shower and needed to get going so as I yanked open the bathroom door and screamed in surprise when I came face to face with my brother. I only had a towel covering up the front of my naked body because I thought he would still be asleep so my plan was to hurry and get dress and get out of here.

I had a big test today and couldn't miss it.

I couldn't move. I only could stand there and wonder what to do as this morning's actions came back to me. I happened to glance down and saw his erection bulging against his pants... I quickly looked away and haphazardly tried to cover my bare ass with the towel all while still trying to keep my front covered.

"Sorry.." I said, "I thought you would still be asleep.." I tried to move pass him...
 
“Uhh, it’s okay,” I muttered, trying to peel my eyes away from my sister’s dripping wet, barely covered body. I was painfully aware of my obvious erection. I saw her eyes go to my crotch momentarily and my cock throbbed in response.

Oh this was bad. What the fuck was wrong with me?

I tried to step aside to let her pass, but we both stepped the same way, bumping into each other.

“Sorry,” I said, stepping back this time to let her go by so I could get into the steamy bathroom.

I couldn’t help but steal a glance after her as she shimmied away down the hall...
 
Another fucking F.

Goddamnit, I was going to fail out my first year of college, that was for sure. I quickly shoved the report back into my bag and waited for everyone to leave. I had to speak to professor Holland about this...

***30 minutes later***
OK, so getting a grade raised from an F to a C- was better than nothing...

I could hear the zipping of pants and that was my queue to grab my bad and leave. He had said that if he could fuck me, he might make it a B... I politely declined.

Shutting the office door behind me as I left, I didn't look up and until I ran smack dab into the chest of someone. I looked up and realized it was Tommy. I was at a lost of words as we just stared at each other before I moved around him and hurried down the hall and out of the building. I could feel my cheeks burning from embarassment as if he knew what I had just done...

Great, I didn't need my brother knowing that about me. Who knows what he would say to our parents...that is if he did tell them.

We weren't as close as we used to be. It seemed after high school, we took different paths. Hell, even here at school, we still had the same last name but didn't tell people we were brother and sister. It was a huge campus after all so we didn't hang in the same circle, nor did we take the same classes. Hell, I've been dyeing my hair red since our senior year.
 
I spent what remained of my morning getting cleaned up a bit, responding to cryptic messages concerning my little business, and getting everything sorted out to make my run-arounds for the day.

My last drop was to one of my more curious, yet regular, customers, an English Comp professor who had a really awkward habit of regaling me with tales of the different students he’d nailed over the years.

And for the second time that day, I just so happened to run smack dab into my twin sister as she was coming out the door.

Oh good god, not you too, I thought as she scurried away, the crimson blush that crossed her face betraying her motives. Needless to say, I sat there awkwardly as he described just how good she was at sucking cock, and I was quite unable to bring myself to defend her honor.

Should I have? Probably. Was it worth losing a regular customer over? I wasn’t sure. Was it a delicious bit of blackmail I could potentially hang over her head? Absolutely.

Was I a monster? Maybe.

I made my way back home as soon as I could, unsure whether I would find Amanda there or not...
 
I was sitting on the steps as I waited for Tommy. I had left in such a hurry that I didn't get a key from him so I was technically locked out.

Just was I was about to pity myself, my phone rang and the special ring indicated it was my mother... just great.

We had spent a good 15 minutes talking...well, she was talking and I was listening. "How's Tommy treating you? Do you need money?"

"Mom, no, I don't need money..." I need better grades or else I was in danger of losing my scholarship, "And I only just got here yesterday, Tommy and I have hardly seen each other. In fact, I'm waiting for him now."

Just then, Tommy's car drove up and parked. I asked our mother if she wanted to talk to him and she said yes, so when Tommy approached, I gave him the phone and mouthed 'Mom'.
 
I walked up to the house, and Mandy was waving her phone at me, mouthing the word “Mom.” I rolled my eyes and gave her the finger before taking the phone from her.

“Hi Mom!”

I set my backpack down on the stoop and unlocked the front door to let Mandy inside, and followed her in, listening to our mother drone on and on about whatever nonsense was consuming her life at that particular moment.

It was half an hour later before I was able to finally get her off the phone. Mandy was getting quite antsy to get her phone back. In fact, a few text messages had popped up while I was on the phone, a couple of them, when I took a look, quite sexual in nature!

“Talk to you later Mom,” I finally was able to say, before turning to Mandy and smirking. “Looks like somebody is pretty eager to get that hot little mouth back on their cock!” I teased her!
 
I grabbed my phone from my brother, "Shut up.." I said, not even daring to look at him. It was bad enough I was failing but to know that my brother found suspected...well, no, knew about my little side 'exploits', only mad me mad.

There were a few texts from Matt, asking me to come over that night. Ugh, I didn't want to. I really needed to study. Spring break was coming up soon and I wanted to bring my grades up somewhat before then.

I walked into the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat. Of course there wasn't. Seemed Tommy liked to eat out a lot. With a sigh, I walked to his bedroom where he disappeared to and didn't bother to knock. I pushed the door open and saw him sitting on his bed with a spread of drug paraphernalia before him.

"Well, looks like I'm not the only one keeping secrets..." I said, crossing my arms under my breasts and looked at him, smirking.
 
I had just needed to put some of my extra product away; I always brought extra bags when I made my deliveries, because you never knew if someone would wind up wanting more than their usual order.

Of course, I didn’t expect my sister to just barge into my bedroom like that, but I really should have! There were no locks on the doors in my apartment, after all.

I was thoroughly busted. I was also plenty buzzed from indulging a bit with a few of my customers along the way. My sister was smirking at me, seemingly so proud of herself.

I raised an eyebrow and smirked back. “I guess so,” I replied. “Now what?”
 
Now what??

I hadn't thought that far. I mean, I knew what he was up to now... so....

With a shrug, I entered the room and sat down on the other edge of the bed, where I picked up a small bag with some white powder in it, "Mom would kill you, you know..."

Yeah, she would kill me too if she found out what I was doing.

"I guess this explains how you're able to stay off campus by yourself... but what about school? How are you doing with classes and all?"
 
“Mom would kill both of us at this point,” I replied, with just a touch of snark. I chuckled when she asked about classes. “You know schoolwork has always been easy for me, sis,” I stated. I nodded towards the bag of coke she was toying with. “Although I have to admit, that stuff helps quite a bit when you gotta stay up all night and cram for a test.”

I smirked. “Just gotta make sure you save enough for the morning when you gotta actually take the test!”

I opened up my personal bag of weed and loaded a little bit into a small glass pipe. The cat was out of the bag, so no reason to hide my use, right? I lit up and took a long deep hit.

“Want some?”
 
Was he kidding? I was still lost in thought when he offered me a hit from his pipe. I just shook my head. I never was into the drug scene...

"Yeah, I know about school and you... seems like you got the brains..." I said and leaned back against the headboard, crossing my hands under my breasts, completely oblivious to the smoke that quickly filled the room.

"I'm probably going to flunk out of college." I blurted out, not bothering to look at my brother as I turned on some music on my phone to break the silence. "I just can't seem to get ahead on my studies and it stinks. If this keeps up, I won't finish my first year and I'll lose my scholarship."

It wasn't that we needed the money. We were well off...kinda. Our father had been killed in an accident and had a pretty great life insurance policy. Mom had been extremely frugal and had taught us at a young age that the money wasn't going to be around forever. So she had us each apply for scholarships when it was time to go to college.

About 15 minutes had passed and I was starting to loosen up... "So yeah, I'm about ready to give up... I guess you saw the messages on my phone?" I said, it wasn't even a question and I just shrugged, not realizing how relaxed I had gotten and how loose my tongue was, "I've been trying to get help by tutoring and well, my payment is sucking their dicks..." I laughed to myself, "With as much dick I've sucked, you would think I'd be on the Dean's list now, huh?" I said, giggling.
 
Even though she didn’t take a hit straight off the pipe, the smoke lingered in the air in my bedroom and it wasn’t long before she was clearly stoned off the contact high, and telling me all about how she was sucking dick in exchange for tutoring assistance!

I hadn’t read her text messages, and I had kind of assumed that the thing with her professor was a one-off kind of deal... my cock quickly stiffened thinking about her full lips and that tongue going to town on me...

I had put all the drugs away at this point, except for my personal stashes of weed and coke. I took one last big hit off my pipe and held it in, shaking my head before letting it all out and saying...

“Fuck... how do I sign up to be your tutor?”
 
I laughed. I couldn't help it. It didn't occur to me if my brother was serious or not.

I chuckled a little more and sighed. I sat up and scooted down a bit before laying down on the bed, getting onto my side to look at my brother, "The tutoring sessions haven't helped, that's for sure. I'm seriously thinking of just going ahead and quitting. Going home and taking classes at the community college. At least I'll be with some friends over there."

My finger was drawing nonexistent pictures on Tommy's bedspread. "School's not easy to me like it is to you." I said, looking at my brother. I thought he was looking at me and not the fact that the V of shirt had slipped a little lower than it should have.
 
I’ll be the first to admit, my glance kept slipping downwards to my twin sister’s abundant, exposed cleavage as she lay next to me. I took another hit off the pipe, finishing the small amount of weed I’d placed in there, and held it in deeply for several moments, pondering her words. I didn’t particularly want her to leave school, even if we had kind of gone our separate ways.

I let the smoke out in a slow, steady stream from my nostrils, filling the space around us for a bit with a haze. I felt obligated to help her out in some way. I was her brother, for fuck’s sake! There had to be something I could do.

“You know, there’s nothing wrong with taking a little time off from school, and coming at it once you’ve figured out what you really want to do,” I said. “You could just work and save your money. I know you don’t want to move back home with mom... you can stay here as long as you want.”
 
I hadn't even noticed the smoke anymore...in fact, I sort of enjoyed it. I nodded at his reasoning, "Yeah, I could do that but I just feel like I'm quitting," I shrugged and laid back on my back and stared up at the ceiling, "I'll figure something out. I don't want to quit or put it off."

I was completely relaxed and looked over at him and smiled, "Thanks for looking after me... some things never change huh?" I said and giggled for no reason.

"So, what's going on this weekend for you?" It was Friday and I was sure he probably had some party planned. I had no plans what so ever.
 
“Uhh, yeah, the usual, I guess,” I said, scratching my head as I tried to recall my plans. Weekend parties were my most profitable times, because a lot of people who wouldn’t necessarily buy a bag for themselves would happily buy a joint once they’ve had a few beers. The profit margin was much higher as well.

“There’s a few parties I’m gonna wander through,” I said. I pulled out a tray from under my bed, and dumped out a bag of weed on it, starting the process of rolling up the joints. No need to hide anything from her at this point. I glanced over at her as I started grinding up the nugs.

“Wanna come with me?” I asked her. “And fair warning, there’s usually a few people that wind up over here for beers and stuff after the big parties get shut down.”
 
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