David Crane - Turned on twins

Then she came.

Her cunt turned fiery and then melted around the hard rod and her liquid lust gushed out, soaking the seat and dripping to the floor and leaving her, for the first time since she'd started to get horny urges, satisfied.

Well, semi-satisfied. She still longed for a real cock and balls, filled with real seminal delights.

She continued to sit there, panting, after she came. The dildo was stuck up her cunt to the hilt and she left it there, just in case the urge to do it again were to sneak up on her. She was smiling happily at the mirror.

She noticed an eyebrow pencil on the table. On a sudden impulse, she took it up and carefully penciled little heart-shaped birthmark on her neck, just where her sister had such a mark. She inspected it in the mirror, grinning. It looked real!

And Chastity knew how she could cleverly masquerade as her twin, the next time such an occasion arose. The thought of that subtle deception thrilled her, for it increased the likelihood that she would, in the near future, find a way to get some prick! It thrilled her so much that she simply had to fuck herself again with the substitute pecker, just to practice.

Charity watched Tony drive off in his own old car. She sighed.

He had promised to telephone her as soon as possible and arrange a time and place far further fucking and sucking, and that was pleasant to look forward to, but still, it would not be the same as having him constantly on call.

And now that her father had cut off her allowance, how would she get around and find new prick? It was a good thing she had that dildo, she thought.

And thinking that, by normal thought processes, the randy nymphette decided that she would go to her bedroom and give herself a long, leisurely session on the rubber dick, just for the hell of it. She headed back to the house.

She didn't notice her sister in the window.

She went in and mounted the stairs, walking slowly and enjoying the way the cunt juice was still trickling down her thighs and how her twat glowed like a fiery ember below her belly.

She went to her bedroom and flopped down on the bed. The dildo was in its usual place. She picked it up.

She frowned. It was warm – hot, almost. It was wet, as well.

She licked it, thoughtfully. It tasted of cunt juice. That's funny, the girl thought. I'm sure that I washed it off after I used it the last time… or sucked it clean, at least. But it definitely felt as if it had been retracted, only moments before, from a hot pussy.

She giggled. If she hadn't known better, she would have thought that her rubber dick had been unfaithful to her! But that was impossible, of course.

Charity shrugged it off and settled down for a long and lingering load of rubber cock.

Dolly Parker, the girl with whom Tony Langford lived, was a redhead with a body like an inflated rubber doll, all soft curves and pneumatic padding, not at all fat, but packed solid with hot flesh. Her tits were big and perfectly round, like twin balloons mounted on her torso. Her nipples were large and stiff, as if they were the valves by which those balloons had been inflated. Her belly was gently rounded and her pubic mound spread out at the base in coppery filigree. Her legs were shapely and smooth, and her cunt was often wet.

It was particularly wet at the moment because she had been thinking about Tony – to whom she was moderately faithful – and wishing that he were home right then so that he could throw a nice fuck into her.

She thought about masturbating but decided to grit her teeth and bear it. She would let her pussy simmer all day so that when Tony got home that evening she would really appreciate a load of his massive cock.

She was naked, lying on the bed, but that meant nothing because Dolly was usually naked on a bed. She was surprised when Tony walked in.

"Did he give you the afternoon off?" Tony looked glum.

"He fired me," he said.

"Oh, darling… what ever for?"

Tony couldn't very well tell her that. He lied. "He decided he didn't need a chauffeur."

"Gee… what will we do, honey? You're supposed to make another, payment on your debt tomorrow… and you know he threatened to have you beaten up if you were late…"

Tony sat down beside her. As the bed shifted under his weight, all her soft curves seemed to ripple.

"I guess you'll have to get a job," he said.

Dolly frowned. She had been a waitress before she met Tony, but she hated that work. She would much rather have done a bit of whoring, but Tony was a little prudish about that.

She didn't even want to think about serving bacon and eggs to guys who slumped at the counter and drank their coffee with the spoons still in the cups. She decided simply to ignore such a distasteful thought and think about something else.

The only other thing Dolly ever thought about was sex. She smiled and wriggled.

"Well, it's too bad about your job, but I'm glad that you're home, Tony… I'm ever so horny…"

Tony gulped.

He had just had two fucks and a blowjob and he doubted that he could get his prick up for a while. But if his tackle failed to rise to the occasion, Dolly was certain to get suspicious. If she thought for a moment that he had been cheating on her, she wouldn't get a job and support him. Tony was on the horns of a dilemma.

With a soft horn!

Dolly was rubbing his thigh and her hand was getting perilously close to his cock. If she touched him and failed to get the normal response she was sure to be suspicious.

Tony thought fast. He took her wrist and drew her hand away from his thigh. Dolly raised her eyebrows.

Tony said, "I'm glad that you're feeling sexy, honey… because I've been thinking about you all morning… about what I want to do to your gorgeous body."

"Ummm?"

He grinned. "I'm in the mood to suck some pussy," he said.

Dolly smiled happily. She was a girl who greatly relished having her cunt sucked and, although Tony gave her plenty of head, he usually only did it as a preliminary to fucking. Usually he stopped as soon as his dick was hard and her cunt was creamy, before she'd had a chance to come in his mouth.

Dolly lay back and spread her legs.

Tony had not, in fact, been in the mood to eat out a box, but the moment he saw that flooded, open gash his tongue began to tingle and he started to drool. This deception, he saw, would be no hardship…

He gazed at her cunt for a moment, licking his lips in happy anticipation of the feast in store. Dolly's gaping slot was filled with creamy cunt juice and her clit jutted out, taut and tingling.

Tony lowered his face into her steaming crotch. He used just the tip of his tongue at first, running it up and down her pink glistening cunt lips and dipping it into her hole and curling it around her stiff love-bud. Then he fitted his mouth to her cunt lips and began to suck with relish.

Dolly squirmed down, rubbing her juicy pussy around on Tony's face. She wriggled her hips and pushed her belly out. Tony paused for a moment, savoring the flavor, rolling the hot cunt cream over his taste buds.

"Do it. Eat my pussy," Dolly moaned.

Tony dipped his face back down into her smoldering crotch and this time pushed his stiffened tongue right up Dolly's hole, lashing from side to side up the hot channel. He tongue-fucked her steadily, his tongue darting in and out of her slit and his lips sucking on her clit and cunt lips. His lips pulled on her parted slotted his tongue raced in and out, whipping her cunt juice up into a frothy stream which ran down Tony's throat. He swallowed it down and sucked for more.

Dolly was writhing and gasping as she worked her cunt against Tony's face. Her lush body rippled, her hips moving like pistons, while she arched her back and twisted her ass. Cunt juice was pouring from her now in a steady flow and Tony gulped down the thick cream hungrily. He rubbed his whole face around in the slippery crotch, slipping down to tongue her asshole and back up her fiery pubic mound, passing through her slot and over her clit on the way then he used his hands, too. He held her cunt lips wide open as he pushed his tongue up her twat. He teased her clit with his fingers and pressed his palm into her tangled pubic hair. Then he began to finger-fuck her with three fingers and suck her throbbing love-button steadily. His fingers scissored and twisted as they pushed in and out with a regular fucking motion, his wrist tilting as he screwed his fingers up the burning gash.