Robert Vickers - Hot pants twins

Not so with Mr. Marrick. The man fought hard to keep his cock from exploding in wild release. He fucked with strong, steady strokes. He felt the friction between his cockflesh and her cunt walls mount until he thought he might sear his prong off. The intense heat from her cunt lit the fuse of his prick. It worked back along his fucking length and found his balls. The jism begging for release there managed to evade even his iron control.

He spewed out his creamy wad into her hungrily gripping cunt. The hot rush of his come caused Candy to shriek and thrust her pussy down into his crotch as hard as she could. The teenager found she couldn't get enough of his impaling spike of cock to satisfy her. She fucked herself as hard as he was fucking her. She came, but it didn't make her feel good all over.

By the time she was ready to try it again, she felt the cock melting inside her gooey cunt. The fucking tool fell from her cunt lips and hung limp and wasted between the man's legs.

He panted harshly and wiped the sweat from his face. "You're one hell of a hot bush, kid," he said.

Candy felt angry. He hadn't satiated her. Her desires still worked theft evil magic on her guts, making her hornier by the minute. If anything, he had only added fuel to her sexual needs before leaving her cunt.

"I've got homework to do, Mr. Marrick," she said suddenly, pulling her skirt down and jumping off the desk. She turned, saw the tiny pool of jism and cunt juice on the desk and smiled. Candy bent over and licked it up, every single drop. And before the man could say anything, she left.

"Yaaaaah, oh, ohhhh, Tony, you're so big inside me. I can hardly take it!" moaned Candy. She clung fiercely to the youth's strong body as he pumped hard back and forth in her cunt.

"Tell me about how tight it is," he grunted. "It's your Goddamn cunt. It's so small it clutches at every inch of my cock. Never felt anything but virgin pussy so tight before!"

He fought back his come and failed. His prick spilled out the man seed into her greedy pussy. He felt as if a hot mouth had fastened all around his cock and sucked the jism from his balls. Not until he had been milked of every single precious drop of his come did her pussy release him. And he wasn't sure that she let go because he couldn't give her any more.

"Oh, ohhh! That was good, Tony, damned good. But then with you it always is." She kissed him full on the lips. For a moment, he didn't respond. Then he seemed to melt.

She pressed her tongue into his lips and dragged the pink tip from one side of his mouth to the other. Her tongue raced out and collided with his before beginning a hide and seek contest that went from his mouth into hers and then back again. When she tired of this, she sucked his lower lip between her teeth and gently chewed.

He moaned for her to stop. She didn't. She had the power over him, too, and Candy meant to use it to the fullest. Her tongue caressed his trapped lip while her teeth gnawed passionately at it. When she sensed it was beginning to get puffy and swollen, she released it and kissed him hard on the mouth.

Tony pushed her away and said, "Whenever a chick gets like that with me, she wants something. What is it, babe?"

This was one of the things she loved about Tony. He was nobody's fool. He knew she wasn't putting out for him right now because of her own horniness. That was certainly a big part of it, but she wanted a favor he might be able to grant her. The more she had thought of Mandy and all that her twin had done to her, the madder she got.

Mandy had always been the outgoing one in the family. She had shone socially and Candy had to be content with hiding in her sister's shadow. No longer. But Candy had used Mandy as a front to get what she wanted and she now discovered that she couldn't get away from the impersonation. No one, even Tony, would believe she was Candy. They knew Mandy was the sort of girl they all had fun with, who had fun with them – it wasn't Candy.

Candy wanted to be on her own, being her own person. As long as Mandy was around she couldn't do it.

There was a lot more, of course. The humiliation Mandy had caused her time and time again couldn't be lightly pushed from her mind. The worst time had come when Mandy had tied her down to the bed and fucked her with the vibrator, leaving it in her twat until the batteries died. She had felt nothing but hatred for her twin sister then.

There had to be revenge.

Tony was the way to achieve it.

"I know your club is mighty selective about who gets in. They have to pass a test, don't they?"

"The Monarchs are pretty picky," he admitted. "And the ritual hazing is a secret. Except from other Monarchs and their chicks, of course."

"Of course," she said, nodding. "And I'm your chick, aren't I?"

"Yeah, sure, Mandy, you're my baby."

She almost cringed when he called her Mandy. Candy's resolve strengthened and she knew what she wanted to do.

"You need a chick for the initiation, don't you?"

"You? Hey, babe, that gets pretty rough. We've got ten guys who want to join and all of them have to fuck the same broad. Usually we spring for a whore and who the fuck cares what happens to her cunt after the fifth or sixth guy? You couldn't pull a train that long. I won't let you."

"I don't want to do it, Tony. With you and this, I'm more than happy." She patted his prick, now sleeping peacefully between his legs. She kissed his ear and whispered hotly, "But what if I could supply a foxy chick for the initiation? For nothing? Would you get off on that?"

"Sure."

"Even if it's my sister? My twin sister?"

"Hey, we don't go in for rape or anything like that. But if she wanted to do it, yeah, I'm interested. But that cock teasing bitch? Don't think she would go for it."

"She doesn't have to go for it. You pass her around to all the guys. Maybe I'll join in. No matter what she bays, I'll back you all up. Who would believe a twin sister would lie to protect a gang of guys?"

"You must hate her ass a bunch to be willing to do that. But, yeah, she's a damned fine looking chick. But then, she looks like your mirror image. She'd have to be something special, wouldn't she?"

"Yeah," Candy said, feeling his hand moving along her cunt lips. She parted her legs in wanton invitation as she worked out all the details in her head. If Mandy said anything to anyone, she'd end up in more trouble than ever. Everyone knew what a slut Mandy was. Everyone knew what a sweet young thing Candy was.

Candy would be the one saying nothing had happened. Mandy would be the one claiming rape by ten guys or more. Candy almost laughed out loud when she realized how perfect this scheme for revenge was.

"Mandy, could you come outside for a second? I have something I want to show you," called Candy from just outside the door. She knew that Tony and his friends were waiting out near the street and couldn't hear what she was saying to her twin. She had purposefully worn a bright red sweater to guarantee they didn't get her confused with her slut of a sister, Mandy.

"What do you want, Sis?" asked her twin, coming out. She smiled broadly. This was working out even better. Mandy was primly dressed and looked like a girl-woman, not the kind of whore she actually was. Candy didn't have the slightest idea why Mandy had chosen tonight to dress up like a little doll, but she wasn't going to knock it.

That just meant fate was being kind to her in the search for real revenge on her damned twin sister.

"Out near the street."

Candy led the way, her ass wiggling more than ever before. She didn't care if Mandy saw and mentioned it. Candy considered it part of her new image, an image that would gain a lot of confidence tonight seeing her sister degraded and abused by a rough gang of teenaged boys.