Robert Vickers: Hot pants twins

But she couldn't fuck with her own sister. They didn't have any balls or cock. Or did they?

Candy's thoughts turned to the dildo still resting in the lower drawer of Mandy's dresser. Then she cast that from her mind. Her sister had done that to her. She would seem like a copycat if she tried a move that duplicated something already done. She would have to come up with something new and different on her own.

Looking around the small bedroom, she finally sighted the exact thing she wanted: a flashlight.

Without allowing her sister's tongue to leave her pussy, Candy reached over and picked up the heavy, thick barreled flashlight. She turned it on and felt the warmth spread along the metal casing.

In a few minutes, she knew, the flashlight would be warm to the touch along its entire length. Then she would go to work with it.

Until then, she simply relaxed and enjoyed the wetness of Mandy's tongue slithering up and down her gash. When the bound girl's tongue found her clit, she came. It wasn't much of an orgasm but it took some of the edge off the driving sexual needs she felt inside. Candy had changed too much for a tiny orgasm to affect her much. She knew now that they came in all sizes from the barely acceptable to the ones that rocked her entire body and threatened her sanity with their intensity.

Listening to the lewd noises of Mandy eating her out, Candy twisted around and bent forward so that Mandy thought she might get her cunt eaten out, too. Candy had no such intention. She wanted to be able to see the bruised cunt lips part as she drove in the rough casing of the flashlight.

When Mandy screamed in agony, Candy shoved her snatch down firmly onto her mouth and muffled the cries. She kept her pussy as a gag until Mandy's cunt expanded enough to take the thickness of the flashlight inside her.

Then Candy started fucking her sister with the metal flash. She enjoyed watching the pink and purple pussy lips part obscenely to kiss the haft of the flashlight. It went in and she twisted it around. The girl bucked and thrashed and tried to escape. It did her no good. Her cries never got past Candy's snatch. The girl on top began using a slow, methodical fucking stroke moving the flashlight in and out of the slightly bleeding twat.

"How do you like it, darling sister?" she asked, maliciously. "I think this is a lot better than what you did to me. I'm sure the light will keep you company. A night light! I hadn't thought of that. You can go to sleep with a real night light!"

Candy laughed harshly and then began using the flashlight faster and faster on the slippery flesh surrounding it. Soon, her hands began to cramp from fucking it in and out of her sister's tight sheath of flesh.

The licking along her juicy slash had stopped and Candy realized that her sister was about at the end of her rope. She lifted her hips off the girl's face and stared down at her. A rim of pussy froth surrounded her mouth. Candy bent down and kissed the girl full on the lips, savoring the taste of her own juices.

"Sweet dreams, Mandy. And remember me!"

Candy crawled into bed and was asleep in minutes.

Mandy cried and cried and cried. She hated the feeling the flashlight caused her, yet it was warm and soothing after a while. The light continued to burn and warmed her tortured flesh. She even found herself liking it, after an hour or so. Long after midnight, Mandy began hoping the batteries in the flash were lasting. The warmth meant more to her than any cock ever had.

She finally fell asleep, hating her twin sister – and wondering if Candy would do this to her again. Mandy didn't understand it, but she almost hoped Candy would. This had been degrading, yes, but it was also excitingly different. And she found she could get off on the pleasure and pain the other girl gave her.

Mandy had found a new dimension, as had Candy. Now all that remained was to explore it with all their hearts and souls and bodies.