Twinsest Ch 8

Chapter Eight

We lie together tenderly later in bed, watching some romantic movie together although our eyes are more focused on each other than the screen. Pleasurably exhausted, I let my sister stroke me slowly and sensuously up towards another climax while I do the same for her, loving the sensation of her swollen bud trembling against the tips of my fingers. Her stroking turns to smacking after a while but I relish the stinging pain, riding the waves up towards my peak until we both come at almost exactly the same time with Molly's lips teasing tenderly over mine. Tiredness snatches me away into sleep within minutes and I know nothing more until I feel her weight upon me in the morning as she prepares to use me as her personal toilet slave.

I love the submissive act of lying there as she straddles me, her sweetness pressing down on my face. I willingly open my lips and wait, listening for the subtle but unmistakable sound. There is the slightest of hisses and then her flow floods out, splattering down inside my mouth and I swallow it down swiftly, knowing that this early morning stream will go on for some time. The taste is slightly cloying but not unpleasant at all and I drink down all her golden offering then lick avidly at her wet pussy lips afterwards, cleaning her up then sliding my tongue up inside her anus to pay homage to my mistress. Then we shower together and I wash Molly all over while she stands like Venus rising from the waves, water cascading over her beautiful breasts and down into the heart-shaped thatch of her honey-gold pubic hair.

It is an anti-climax as always to go off to work. I wish that I was at home tending to my twin's every need but instead I have to deal with people in the library. Demanding personalities querying why we haven't got certain books along with those slipping in surreptitiously to use the computers for an hour or so, viewing odd sites on the internet. I think there are more of the latter these days and I wonder if reading an actual book will eventually die out. The idea saddens me as I sit behind the counter and help with enquiries from the general public throughout the day until I can grab my coat and make my way back home to see my sister once more. What delicious dark delights will she have planned for me?

Molly

I have been in communication with Jack throughout the day arranging our date for later that evening. He had proposed the traditional taking me out for a meal even though it would be Holly naturally but I had suggested something a little different. In the end, he had, of course, acceded to my wishes as does everybody if they wish to remain in my good books!

Arriving home before my sister, I am excited about my plans and therefore I am not too impressed when she strolls in and asks innocently what is for dinner. I assuage my annoyance by ordering her to kneel and then touch her forehead to the floor, relishing the supreme submissive sight for a few seconds before I pull her skirt up and spank her beautiful bottom hard and fast, reddening it swiftly. She hisses and squeaks as my hand connects with her soft flesh and I can feel the stinging in my palm and wonder if her arse hurts even more. A cessation of hostilities as I ask her what day it is and she answers correctly then stays in position in bemusement as I inquire what that means.

"The weekend? Jewish Sabbath?" she ventures and I sigh and fetch a leather strap from the bedroom then idly swing it through the air and make the shiny surface connect with her pink cheeks half a dozen times.

"Think, Holly!" I snap out. "Another six if you cannot recall what is happening this evening!"

I give her a few seconds but she stays mute and so I swing the leather again and make it kiss her buttocks hard. Little cries echo round the room as the pain slides through her flesh and I wonder if Jack will notice the blemishes on her perfect skin when... if... he spanks her later on.

"Think about the date!" I add, giving her a clue by stressing the final word strongly but still she says nothing until halfway through the next set of six strokes, she blurts out the answer.

"Sometimes, I wonder if we have the same set of genes, Holly!" I state in mock exasperation as I stroke lightly over her curves with my hand and feel her shiver in response as my fingers lightly tickle up over her quim. She is wet as usual, secretions staining the gusset of her knickers when I pull them down and I smack her pussy lips gently after removing her chastity belt, chastising her for being turned on without permission before I tell her to go upstairs and get ready for her date with Jack.

After showering together, a time where I enjoy her soft lips nuzzling away on my puffy pussy lips until I come, we get dressed and Holly shoots me an odd look as I put on exactly the same outfit that I have told her to wear. I just smile back at her and keep her in the dark, making sure that we look absolutely identical even down to our shoes and the soft gold chain that we wear round our necks. She is puzzled because we never normally dress the same. That is probably a hangover from our parents making us do so when we were younger. Perhaps they got some perverse pleasure out of seeing people react or when our relatives could not differentiate between us?

"Do you remember that time at the youth camp?" I ask, running my finger down her cheek gently before I kiss her softly on her tender lips.

Holly

The question hangs in the air for a few moments as my mind flashes back instantly. A camp out in the woods during the summer holidays, Molly and I sent there by our parents against our wishes and so my sister had decided to enjoy herself. She had led the boys a merry dance and the youth leaders too, teasing them constantly by flirting until on the final night, Molly had managed to get access to the stores cabin. She had inveigled Dan, one of the camp leaders, out of the disco and into the cabin by making him all sorts of promises. Naturally, he should have resisted her but my sister had an uncanny ability to play the temptress and soon she had had his big cock out and was stroking it gently while he was asking her for more. That was where I came in...

In the cloaking dark, Dan had not even noticed the swap when Molly had moved away for a few moments ostensibly to slip out of her clothes. It had then been me, waiting patiently half-naked in the cabin for half an hour, who replaced her, sliding back up to the camp leader and sucking his swollen knob into my warm mouth. I had bathed it with my spit and flicked my tongue over the hardness then swallowed as much as I could of the man's length. The dark delight of panicking as the head pushed against the opening to my throat and made it difficult for me to breathe as Dan curled his hands into my blonde hair and held me tight against him. His movements becoming more and more frenetic as his climax approached and then the sudden eruption of cloying cream deep into my mouth as I sucked avidly. So much that I had allowed some to spill out of my lips and then drip onto my bare breasts, teasing my erect nipples with wetness and heat as Dan slid his dwindling length in and out, spewing out the rest of his spunk as my lips caressed his slimy shaft.

I had pulled away then as he had slumped down to the floor exhausted. Stepping back, I had faded into the darkness whilst Molly had materialised like a wraith, short skirt hiked up well above her hips as she had whispered to Dan that now he needed to do the same for her. I had stared out into the black, trying to see what was happening as I imagined her lowering her exposed pussy down on his face so that he could lave it tenderly. Slurping sounds resounded round the room and I rubbed my own slit feverishly, mind full of pleasure at the thought of what was happening just a few feet away. Somehow, I had timed my own release with my sister, both of us moaning out in delight as the pleasure swept through our flesh and up into our minds an instant later.

"I remember it well," I answer, blue eyes narrowing slightly as I wonder what she has planned. She explains and I listen carefully, taking in her thoughts and orders for the evening ahead. Hopefully, this date with Jack will be far more successful than the last one, I muse as we finish dressing and head downstairs.

Molly

That youth camp leader hadn't been able to look me in the eye the following morning when our parents had arrived to pick us up. He had blushed bright red when I had said that I would love to come again and I knew he was recollecting how my pussy had felt, spasming on the end of his tongue the previous evening when I had climaxed. I knew he was on tenterhooks fearing that I would say something about being taken advantage of but I had just brushed up against him and whispered in his ear that Holly had mentioned that he tasted so good. His eyes had flickered across to her in surprise and I had laughed gently then squeezed his cock through his trousers with my fingers, making him gasp before I had followed my sister into the back of the car.

Now we get into my car and I drive off towards our next adventure, heart beating a little faster as I think about what might lie ahead. Firstly, all the thrills of the fair because that is where I have arranged our date with Jack, and secondly, though I am feeling less confident about this, all the delights of watching, or listening via her phone, to Holly succumb to another's lusts. Will Jack finally turn out to be the dominant man I summed him up to be when he had stopped me the other day? He had seemed so in our text messages too yet when he had had Holly at the restaurant the other night, nothing had happened. A puzzle and yet one I am determined to get to the bottom of... much as I want to see Jack get to the bottom of Holly! I smile to myself and accelerate, suddenly wanting to get to the funfair down by the seaside even more quickly.

We are early as I had planned and I spend the time in familiarising myself with the rides and attractions, working out where we can make an exchange if necessary. Holly follows me round wearing a long coat as ordered and with a beanie hat pulled down over her blonde tresses and she listens carefully as I explain that I am going to meet Jack first this evening.

"I'll check him out and then swap over with you when I am satisfied that he is the dominant I thought he was. I don't want another mistake and another wasted evening. I'll slip away for a minute or so and you can walk back up to him while I disguise myself in the coat. Understand?"

"Yes, Molly," my sister replies and I catch a subtle hint of an eye roll and frown, deciding that I shall punish her later for the insubordination even if Jack has already treated her harshly.

"Phone on at all times so that I can hear some of what is happening and if you need to swap back for some reason then just say that you need the loo," I add.

I stare over her shoulder and see Jack standing by the Ferris Wheel and I pull Holly behind the nearest booth then snap at her to go and wait by the toilets before I march out towards my date and hers! He greets me politely then takes my arm and steers me towards the queue for the wheel and soon we are strapped into our seats and waiting for the ride to begin. Already, just by his actions in taking my arm and leading me to the ride, I am satisfied that he is naturally dominant but I am now trapped on the wheel and cannot get off to change places with Holly. A flaw in my plan and yet one I am sure that I can cope with... I think.

We are riding high up in the air when he turns and leans over slightly and kisses the side of my neck and then my ear, running the tip of his tongue over the lobe and making me shiver. I move away slightly, not wanting to make it obvious that I am trying to escape his attentions. I am used to taking control and it takes all my control to stay still when his hand rests on my knee and slides upwards over my stocking.

"Part your legs, Molly!" he commands suddenly as I keep my knees together but I ignore his order and push his hand away instead.

"Slow and steady wins the race," I whisper, hoping that I have not annoyed him too much.

"Says the girl who sent me pictures of her gorgeous slit being filled with a banana," he chuckles as we reach the highest point on the wheel. His hand returns and this time I lose patience and slap it away hard as I explain that a woman likes to be led gently into pleasure and pain.

"Perhaps you need to learn from me how to do so," I add before I can stop myself and we remain silent as the ride edges ever closer to the ground.

"Look, I apologise, Molly," he remarks eventually as the attendant comes over to free us from the restraining bar. "I thought you would like to be treated as mine from the messages you sent earlier. Talking about being a good girl for me and enjoying serving me as I wished."

"And I'm sorry too, Jack. Give me a couple of minutes to go to the toilet and then I'll come back in a much better frame of mind, I'm sure," I reply. "I'll meet you by the dodgems, okay?"

He nods and I am off, hurrying towards the concrete block on the seafront that houses the toilets.

Holly

My sister scurries towards me and I slip out of the coat and she wraps it round herself swiftly before snatching my hat off.

"Off you go and enjoy yourself, Holly. You're meeting him at the dodgems and I may have annoyed him a little so hopefully that pretty arse of yours will get a good spanking soon," Molly whispers in my ear before giving me a push. Taking a deep breath, I walk away without a backward glance, bottom cheeks tingling a little in anticipation and phone resting in my half-open handbag, an exact match of Molly's.

Tall, dark and handsome, just as I remember from our previous date but I hope fervently that this one will go much better. I have this strong desire to be smacked and fingered until I am begging to come then be denied. Instead, I will kneel down obediently in some dark part of the fairground if he requires me to and suck on his hardness then bend over and be taken from behind, feeling his length slither in and out of my wetness until he is satisfied. My slit feels wet already and I swing my hips from side to side as I approach Jack, wanting to give him a sensual display that will encourage him to turn my fantasy into a reality.

Jack hands some money over to the ride attendant and we slide into one of the tiny dodgem cars together, my thigh tight against his muscled leg. I wait for his hand to feel me up as he had Molly but instead he asks me if I would like to drive and so I take the steering wheel as the music sounds and the electricity flows through the wires overhead like the current that is flooding through my body now. I part my legs as much as I can and slide back and forth in the seat as we get bumped around, letting my skirt ride further and further up until the top of my black stockings are revealed. His gaze is on the creamy white flesh above and I smile secretively as I wait for his touch.

Will he slide his hand up under the hem and feel my wetness immediately? My breathing quickens at the thought but still he makes no move and I frown, disappointed in the extreme. Why had he been so keen to feel Molly and not me? Was I not attractive to him even though she, my identical twin, had been? I am thoroughly confused as I drive around aimlessly, hardly noticing when our car is bumped and bounced around by others until the music fades and the ride stops. I wait for Jack to slide his hand under my bottom and touch my bare flesh as I start to get up but there is nothing and I purse my lips and look for Molly, wondering what excuse I can use to get away and swap back for surely this man is not the dominant personality that she thought he is.