Twins

switch

Mmmmmm, I am sure I haven’t even let on to Tom about my "show off" side, too early in our relationship, but here he was going for a home run like he knew I couldn’t resist. Afterall, it was one thing to feel his warm wet tongue tracing up my stockings to my bare thigh and then on to my white lace thong, I mean that I could resist maybe, but having my panties jerked to one side as he tasted the wetness underneath, doing it without asking or hesitating, doing it with a half dozen couples milling in and out of the room? I was complete pussy putty in his hands.

As his tongue burrowed eagerly into my warm snatch, I felt my long legs opening, my heels now more than shoulder width apart as I leaned back on the wall. Great Carol, elegant, very smooth. Well fuck it! as I glanced at the other men and women, all furtively or openly enjoying the little cunnie licking show Tom was using me to put on. Mmmmmm but that tongue felt so good, damn if he thought that was wet, just keep this show up and he’d see a flood, a fountain of girl cum. My hands tugging my dress up higher and higher, almost around my waist. Enjoying the looks my flaring hips got from the guys.

Carol! Carol! A soft but strong voice jolted me. Whaaaa? If you can tear yourself away from this sex spectacle for a minute, we need to talk! Now! It was Chrissy of course. I wanted to whine but decided I’d better follow her, adjusting my dress and tugging my panties out of my slit.

Poor Tom looked confused, but I told him to get us a drink and find Mark. Now what the fuck is it bitchy sissy? I growled.

This is not the plan, I had to flee from the waterfall and find you slammed up against a wall getting your twat sucked. It’s time to switch off Carol, remember? Dah?

Oh. Well sure, I said trying to come back to reality. Ok Ok. Then let’s do it.

First give me your underpants, she said impatiently. What? Chrissy have you gone dopey? My underpants?

Yes slutty sissy, yours are wet, that I can bet on, and now Tom’s gonna expect mine to be! So switch, now.

So to the wide eyed stares from the other women in the ladies, Chrissy and I slipped our thongs off and swapped. I saw her shudder just a bit as she fitted her pussy into the damp panties. She shot me a look. Her nice fresh dry ones felt kinda good on the other hand.

Let’s go find them now, ok "Chrissy", she says as we rejoin the crowds.
 
ooc: Sneaky!!!

ic: What jusy happened I thought to myself.. Did I do something wrong? had I crossed signals some where.. I strolled out to the dance floor and over to the bar where I saw Tom and grab a seat near him.. Where's Carol I ask him, He said that she and Chrissy had gone to the bathroom. I ordered drinks for me and Chrissy remembering her favorite drink, from the bartender as we waited for the girls to come back...
 
be alert!

Slowly we made our way around the dance floor, hopefully getting our share of gawking looks as twins walked by, until we found the guys at the bar. I could see Tom had my favorite drink waiting, daiquiri, and Mark had a wine spritzer for Chrissy. But we weren’t gonna make this easy. The fun was just beginning. Neither one of us reached for a drink, neither one of us gave any hint with our baody language which guy we "belonged" to. We just struck natural, seductive poses, smiling like tall blonde cherubs.

It was hard not to giggle as the guys struggled with how to react. I had to help them out.

You guys don’t have a clue do you? With a slight helpful smile.

Uh, Tom says, well face it, you’re not making it easy are you?

Oh, no fun if it’s easy sweetie, Chrissy purrs stroking his face. Just when I think he was about to pick me she threw him off. Poor guy. Now his hand on her hip. Mark totally uncertain.

It’s all part of the game isn’t it? I ask stepping closer to Mark, and then quickly over next to Tom. Poor Mark.

So what is the game girls, they finally break down and ask, because yeah, right now we don’t have a clue who’s who here.

The game is, that there’s a way to tell us apart, and you have to find it. Cause you can play all night with whoever feels like playing? But in the end, if you don’t know who you’re taking home, then oops, you lose the game.

So there is a way? Mark asks.

Well Mom can tell us apart, and she’s never begun to do the things you guys might do with us here tonight? Just be alert.

Ok, they both say slowly, and for now? Einee Menee Minee Moe?

Oh no, now is easy. Because before we went to the ladies, only one of us was doing what she was doing. And only with one of you. And that one knows how to tell which? And even finding out might be fun? But that assumes you knew who you were starting with doesn't it?

So? my bitchy sis smiles, wanna play?

Cherubs. Total cherub smiles. Cherubs with great tits, but still cherubs.

ooc: Hope we haven't totally lost Shila? Guess I'll carry on for both teins if necessary.


[Edited by angie girl on 10-13-2000 at 12:02 PM]
 
Tom

With a grin and remembering what we were doing before Chrissy called Carol away, I have an idea how to tell the two apart for now.

Standing up, I reach out for both sexy twins and pull them towards the bar and onto stools facing me. Placing a hand on the firm thighs, I let them slide up beneath the short skirts, over the bare skin above the stockings and to the white thong panties. Finding one wet pair and one drier pair, I smile.

Turning to the owner of the wet pair, I smile, "OK Carol, come on, let's go dance."

Pulling her onto the dance floor behind me, I turn, pull her close into my arms and begin swaying with her to the slow song playing. Pulling her tightly against me, those incredible tits pushing against me and my hard cock throbbing against her.
 
as Chrissy

Well, my eyes batting luschiously, downcast, I guess he fingered us out? So?

You smile at the use of fingered instead of figured.
 
Watching the two hit the dance floor I turned to the supposed Chrissy by Tom's figuring and I say to her, should I tell him or should you that he's really dancing with Chrissy! Catching the look of shock in your eye... I sit back against the bar and sip my drink...
 
champaigne

I think my eyes flickered when he identified me as Carol. Did I give it away. Oh well. In any case, as he tilted back on the bar I stepped up next to him, my full breasts almost laying on his chest as I leaned over to kiss him.

It's a 50/50 chance isn't it? trying to be cool, and it's still a long evening. So how about we head up to the hottub? They got a place we can slip into something more comfy. Whadaya think mister?

He seemed to like that idea, no matter who I was. Just lemme grab a bottle of champaigne and glasses, his mouth an inch from mine.

My lips on his, my tongue touching his slightly. Lingering. Meet you up there, he says softly, Carol.
 
Angie as Carol?

ooc: Guess I will fill in for Shila.

ic: As Tom lead me toward the back rooms I began to have second thoughts about this whole scheme. Based on how I found Carol, this Tom wasn’t a bit reluctant about getting hot and heavy, and maybe just about anywhere. Fine for my slutty sister but I was no where near the exhibitionist she was. Maybe I should try to keep him out in the front dance floors. But too late for that.

Slipping a folded bill to some doorman he guides me down a long circular hallway with lots of little curtained doorways. Come on Carol, he says with his hand slipping over my firm round asscheeks, I think this is just what you’re looking for.

Taking me through one of the curtains I am shocked to see it is just a little booth with one stool, and a large window looking into a circular stage room. And on the slowly rotating stage, a bed with a half dressed couple, a couple I swear I had seen dancing when we came in, his hands mauling her bare tits as she leaned over him sucking his massively swollen manhood. Oh my god! I gasped, it’s some kinda live sex peep show!

Yeah, great huh? Tom says as he settles me on his lap, don’t worry, it’s a one way mirror, nobody can see us.

His hand slipping under my dress, finding my (Carol’s) soaking wet panties. But then, he coos in my ear, if I can get you to go on stage, everybody will see us. How’s that sound to me little show off?

His fingers under my panties. Me hoping he doesn’t realize my pussy is not as wet as my sister’s panties. Uh, sure great, I say, maybe we can just watch for a while?
 
Knowing full well I had Carol and not Chrissy.. I decided to play along.. And a hot tub really sounded good at that moment.. I grabbed the champagne and two glasses and headed for the hot tubs that were on the second floor..

Upon reaching the door to one of the hot tubs I used my elbows to open the door and found Carol already in the hot tub the water comming up to her neck.. I made a quick glance around the room as I set the bottle and glasses down.. I saw a pile of white clothes in one corner.. Thinking to myself she had a lot in mind already before she asked me up here.. Not shy at all I started to strip off my clothes.. kicking off my shoes as I pulled off my shirt.. then my socks and pants and piled them by Carol's clothes..

I turn to Carol standing in only my boxerbriefs and say so are you with or without a suit?
 
apparently, you're doing fine without me. so have fun, angie.
 
Sorry

ooc: Oh! sorry if you can't keep playing Shila. I didn't mean to take over. Join back in anytime if you want.

And guys, I will post something later this morning, I hope.
 
ooc: This thread has slowed down huh? Must be my fault. I will try try try to post soon. Wishing Shila could help, sigh.
 
Angie as Carol in the Peep Booth

Oh man! This stuff really went on in the midwest? Sitting here with my sister’s boyfriend’s figures under my panties (her panties) getting a squirmey little finger fuck while some couple on a stage was totally going at it? She was down like a doggie, hands and knees, her shirt up, panties down around one leg, blouse maybe ripped open, cute white titties jiggling under her. And him, him just plain out pounding the daylights outa her. His red dick in her puss and sliding in and out, all glistening from her girl juice, and slammin, hard, all the way up to his balls. Each time he jammed it in she gasped, even screamed, and her back arched deeper, presenting her cunt as a perfect target.

He’s givin her a real pounding huh? Tom says as his other hand slips the thin strap of my dress off my shoulder, so he can find my naked right breast and my stiff nipple. Massaging, rubbing, pinching. The blood pumping into my titties now. And into my puss. Where his fingers were having their fun. Jeez my mind was foggin over.

Yeah, he is, I say in a hoarse whisper.

Man that’s gotta hurt, he says almost to himself.

Yeah, I don’t really mean to answer but I do, I can tell ya it does. That dick is pushin everything in her tummy outa the way.

We watched as I began to rub my body against his. Feeling his fingers inside me, now on my twat, pinching my nipple.

You wanna get ridden out there babe? He whispers, like that?

My throat dry, but my pussy dripping. Yes, I gasp, yes I do. Put me out there and fuck me!

My mind saying no. no, no. Terrified at how I would feel on that stage. Dozens of eyes on me, eager, hot leering eyes.

How far ya willing to go Carol? he says almsot sternly.

Far? far? well, whatever, just put me up there. It's up to you!

Wait here, Tom says, I’ll tell the manager you’re ripe.
 
Angie as Chrissy with Mark in the Hot Tub

Mark doesn’t hesitate to strip out of his shirt and slacks. Smiling at me in his boxers. Asking me if I am "with or without"? First I glance at the other two couples in the big tub and then I point up at a sign whish reads "Topless Only - Ladies and Gentlemen will wear Bottoms". Do I read a flicker of disappointment in his eyes. Well maybe I can fix that.

Putting my hands under the rolling frothy water I slip my underpants off my hips and hold up the tiny white and soaking wet thong for anyone to see. And toss them over to where my dress is hanging.

Who plays by the rules anyway? Doing my biggest colgate smile for him. But he hesitates a bit, chosing to sit behind me, his legs around my shoulders, feet in the water. The Chrissy I know, he says, wrote the rule book. And now she’s throwing it away? Doesn’t sound like Chrissy.

The champagne has gone to my head seeetheart, tilting my head back to look at him. Well, we don’t pursue it. His hands suddenly on my bare neck and shoulders working my muscles with strong fingers. Between the hot water and his mini massage I was almost drifting off. But would he join all of us in the tub? Mmmmm. Chrissy might never want him to. But as his skillful hands kneed my shoulders I raise up enough in the tub to show my round white D cup titties to him and the other tub frollickers. My large pale pink nipples slightly aroused, and wanting to be very aroused.

When I see the other two girls repeat my panty trick I start to think that "aroused" might not be strong enough word for how I wanted to feel.
 
ooc: sorry crazy week! *lol*

ic: Knowing I was being lead head first into temptation I smoothly side stepped it and sat behind Carol and give her a taste of my massage expertise.. She was so inticing, but knowing that I wouldn't go father.. I bid my time.. And setting a trend all the ladies in the tub followed Carol's lead as she had discarded the rules and tossed her thong over by her dress so did the rest of them. Next thing I noticed as I looked down I caught a teasing glimpse of Carols breasts as they broke the foaming water surface.. With that I slipped in the tub behind her and she moved a lil forward then sat back on my lap...
 
The dark eyed brunette with the stylish short hair had her eyes locked on mine. She'd be the one, I thought, as Mark settled in behind me. And she was. Standing up in the waist deep tub, showing off her slim body, her shoulders clearly defined, her collarbanoes protuding just enough, her breasts small but rounded, cone shaped nipples jutting up. One tasty and nasty little bitch, I thought.

She slides on to my lap, facing me, her titties in my face, tossing her hair. Poison, my perfume, how about that? Her deep eyes almost menacing. Tongue flicks across the white gloss on her lips. She's just far enough this side of punk to be nasty and still alluring.

Nose to nose with her. Jillian, she growls. Ca...err...Chrissy. And the hunk? she asks. Mark. Exchanging syllables with each other. Kiss? Yes.

And we do.

ooc: wow, for some reason that made me majorly hot. and welcome back "hunk".
 
There ain't nothing wrong with the thread hell I would have joined but you had two guys already so I had to bail but overall it is a idea and premise, but they people who are in it hardly post. Sorry but it is the truth. If there was a part 2 or it started over I would be down for the cause
 
ooc: I guess give it a couple days and then I'll open it up. Maybe you could take over one of the roles, Pheonix.
 
ooc: Sorry been busy @ work!

ic: Eyeing the strange lady before us I glanced at Carol and knowing full well it is Carol because her look of total lust at the lady and the way she was wiggling on my lap...
She intrduced herself as Jillian.. and she stumbles over saying Chrissy.. Clued me into the idea that this had been planned out before I arrived. She asked my name and Carol replied Mark. And then Jillian and Carol kissed. It was quite an erotic show and I had front row seats..
 
ooc: well Phoenix, why not jump in as Tom? "Carol", or Chrissy?, is in the peep booths with Tom. I think it's Tom's turn. I'll post something with Mark in a little bit. I like this thread, if you guys wanna keep it going, thanks.
 
ooc: I should have said Phoenix, if you don't like the situation Tom is in, feel free to set something else up? I am nothing if not cooperative.
 
Cool I will be Tom but I got to change his name and his description. Why because in order to post well I have to identify with him and plus I have a hard time taking anyone named Tom seriously

We don't have to start over but we do need a serious overhaul. Because this thread has some potential but it needs a few tweeks. These are not orders but they are suggestions. Honestly I am a big fan of yours Angie girl. Matter of fact the only reason I wanted to join the cheerleading thread was because of you and maybe one other person
 
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