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Gigi

By: jessy19



Brian read the sexy incest story over and over again. His cock throbbed in his hand, still after having come all over his stomach. He gasped for air and grabbed a tissue to clean himself off. He'd read the stories of a certain author named "Gigi Ramone" who wrote so many hot incest stories. Most were of brothers and sisters, something that really turned Brian on. Even though Brian did have a younger sister who was 21, reading these stories was all fantasy nothing else.

He decided to write to her. He'd been reading her stories for a while now and wanted to write to her to let her know how big of a fan he was. He went to his yahoo mail, which he went by the name Cody79. 

He wrote:

Dear Gigi,

I've been an avid fan of your stories for sometime now. Your stories as beautifully written and show so much emotion and love. I especially love your incest stories. I would never participate in incest in real life, but the fantasy aspect of it really gets me hot. 

I was wondering if you could respond back. I'd really love to get to know you better. I can't help but almost say that I feel like I know you through your stories. Take care and hope to hear from you.

Your biggest fan

Cody

* * *

Michelle went through all her e-mails. They were mostly all the same. Most comments she'd get were something like "ooh your story got me hot! Or "Oh fuck I came so hard." While she did appreciate those comments, she wanted something more.

She came across the one e-mail that caught her eye. She opened it up and read Cody's e-mail. She smiled and knew she had to respond. It seemed so honest and he seemed like a decent guy. 

 Dear Cody,

Thank you for your e-mail. I'm glad you get to enjoy my stories as much as you do. Tell me more about you. You sound like a really cool guy. I love writing incest but like you would never do it in real life. It's all fantasy, nothing else. Hope to hear back from you again. Take care.

Gigi Ramone

* * *

Brian had a long day. School had been hectic. Being away from home was nice but sometimes he missed his family. He was almost graduating college. Soon enough he'd be able to get his own place closer to home so he could visit more often. 

After class he headed to his apartment. Luckily his roommate was not home. He rushed to his room and turned on his computer. He went to his favorite story site to check if Gigi had written any more stories. 

He was disappointed that nothing new of hers had been added but smiled when he saw she'd replied to his e-mail. He felt his heart race as he opened up his e-mail. He couldn't help but blush. Just her words written on the screen was all he needed. He wrote her back.

Dear Gigi,

Thank you for replying to my e-mail. Well what can I say about me? I'm 25 years old. I'm in my last year in college here in California and I'm single (wink). I don't want to go too much into what my major is but maybe if we get to know each other more, I'll tell you (smile).

Now are you currently working on any new stories? I love all your brother and sister stories, even though I shouldn't. Makes me feel a bit guilty at times because I do have a younger sister. I've never had those kinds of thoughts about her though. I respect her too much. 

Well I have to get going. I have a lot of studying to do. Please write me back. 

Your biggest fan,

Cody

* * *

Michelle finished up one of her newest incest stories. She was satisfied with her work. She submitted her story and just as she was about to log out of the Internet, she saw she had new mail from Cody. She opened up her mail immediately. She liked what he wrote so far so she decided to respond.

Dear Cody,

So you're 25 huh? I'm a bit younger than you but don't worry I am over 18. I go to school in California too. I won't ask what part of Cali your from because I want to stay as mysterious as I can (smile). 

Don't feel guilty about your sister. I used to feel that way about my own brother when I wrote the stories but I know it's completely fictional so you just have to sit back and enjoy it. I just submitted a new story today so hopefully it should be posted tomorrow. I hope you enjoy the read. I wrote it with you on my mind.

Sincerely,

Gigi Ramone

* * *

The next day, after Brian's classes, he went home. His roommate Chris was with his girlfriend so Brian knew he had plenty of time alone again. He went to his computer hoping Gigi had written him back. Sure enough she had. He smiled and read her e-mail. 

"She's got a new story. I have to read it!" He said with excitement. He went to the erotic story site and his cock hardened when he saw her new story posted. He read it slowly and only halfway through the story, he already had his seven-inch cock out in his hand. He stroked it slowly, mesmerized by each word Gigi had written. He came, something that wasn't so new each time he read one of her stories. It'd been another incest, brother and sister story which had gotten him so hot.

"You know how to write girl!" Brian rasped as he cleaned his cum off his hand and stomach. He decided to write her back.

Dear Gigi,

Oh my God! I loved your new story! It was incredibly erotic and so taboo! Just the way I like them (wink).

I was wondering if I could add you to my messenger? I'd love to chat with you sometime.

Your biggest fan,

Cody

Michelle got home that evening from school. It'd been a hectic day. Three tests and a lab was all she could handle in one day. Her face brightened up though when she saw Cody had asked if he could add her to his messenger. She accepted his invitation and added him to her messenger. 

It wasn't until almost midnight when Brian saw Gigi log in. He quickly sent her an instant message.

cody79: Hi, Gigi?

gigi_ramone: Hi Cody!

cody79: How are you?

gigi_ramone: I'm doing good and yourself?

cody79: I'm doing good. I loved your new story! I got so excited when I read it.

gigi_ramone: I'm glad! I wish I could have seen how excited you got.

cody79: I wish you could have as well.

gigi_ramone: lol well I wouldn't have let you do it by yourself.

cody79: (blush) So what are you doing up so late?

gigi_ramone: Well, I don't have class until noon tomorrow. Besides I got online hoping to catch you.

cody79: Is that so?

gigi_ramone: yes

cody79: how come?

gigi_ramone: oh just to chat.

cody79: Really?

gigi_ramone: Yes. 

cody79: I really enjoy your writing. I just had to put you on my buddy list.

gigi_ramone: Mmm, I'm glad. I like the fact that my stories get you hot.

cody79: Oh you don't know just how hot I get.

gigi_ramone: You mentioned you had a sister before, right?

cody79: yeah

gigi_ramone: So honestly, you've never once thought about what it would be like to have sex with her?

cody: well...

gigi_ramone: (laughs) I knew it! 

Brian felt himself turning red and his cock getting hard. He put his hand on his cock and rubbing it over his boxers.

cody79: A few times, yes. I have to admit my sister is really, really pretty.

gigi_ramone: Ok I'll be honest with you. I've had a few thoughts about my brother. I guess that's where my writing comes from.

Brian's heart raced. Visions of his younger sister came to his mind. He remembered how she always walked around the house with her little blue jean shorts and tight little tees. Her beautiful blue eyes would meet with his and deep down he always had this urge to pull her towards him and her kiss her. 

cody79: Hmm that's kinda hot. Did you ever do anything with him?

gigi_ramone: No. But I've wanted to. He's a really wonderful guy. 

cody79: Yeah my sis is a really sexy, intelligent and loving girl. 

gigi_ramone: Are you thinking of your sis right now? Cuz I'm thinking of my bro.

Brian took his cock out of his pants and stroked it slowly. 

cody79: Yeah...I am.

gigi_ramone: You like to role-play Cody?

cody79: Mmm yeah I do.

gigi_ramone: do you want to role-play with me?

Brian put his hand on his hard cock.

cody79: Yeah.

gigi_ramone: Mmm little sis really needs you.

Brian's cock throbbed in his hand. 

cody79: Well sis, I'm here for you.

Michelle slid her shorts and panties off. She slowly rubbed her clean-shaven pussy. Images of her sexy brother came to her. She recalled his sexy laugh, his hard chest when he walked around the house shirtless, and most of all she remembered how sweet he'd always been to her.

gigi_ramone: mom and dad are gone for the night. It's just you and me alone bro.

cody79: What are your plans for tonight sis?

gigi_ramone: I was planning to watch some movies. You want to watch some with me?

cody79: sure. What did you want to watch?

gigi_ramone: I have Vanilla Sky or we could watch something else.

cody79: Vanilla sky sounds good.

gigi_ramone: come sit next to me

cody79: (goes to sit next to you) Damn Gigi can't you wear more clothes around the house?

gigi_ramone: I guess but it's really hot don't you think?

cody79: (I can't help but look at your beautiful body in your short shorts and a tight little tee.) Yes it is hot, very hot.

gigi_ramone: Does me wearing little clothes make you uncomfortable bro?

cody79: N-no. Why would you say that?

gigi_ramone: because I see the way you look at me

cody79: w-what do you mean? (I shift uncomfortably away from you)

gigi_ramone: It's ok you can look at me.

cody79: I swear I have no idea what you're talking about Gigi.

gigi_ramone: I think you do. Look at me bro. Do you like my body?

cody79: (I can't help but gawk) Y-yes, oh sis yes.

gigi_ramone: (I stand up to take my top off showing you my breasts) Keep looking bro, I don't want you to miss a thing.

cody79: I'm looking baby

gigi_ramone: (proceeds to take off my shorts and panties) Now do you really like what you see?

cody79: (my jaw drops) Y-yes! Oh my God!

gigi_ramone: (climbs on the couch sitting on your lap) You can touch me bro, please.

cody79: (runs my hands down your back feeling your soft skin) Mmm, you feel so beautiful, just like I thought you would.

gigi_ramone: Kiss me sweet brother of mine.

cody79: (leans down to place my lips over yours) 

gigi_ramone: (Our tongues caress against one another)

cody79: Damn baby I really want you. Sis, I know it's wrong but I think deep down I've always wanted you.

gigi_ramone: I've wanted you to. Oh god have I wanted you!

The conversation went on for two hours. Brian had never been harder in his entire life. He had never found anyone as open minded as Gigi to role-play something so taboo with. He must have come at least three times.

Michelle was exhausted. Never in her life had another male excited her as much as Cody had. The whole idea of him pretending to be her older brother was so deliciously sexy and hot. She too had cum three times. Her hard nipples poked out of her tiny tee and her finger stayed buried in her pussy. She found it hard to type with one hand but soon got used to it.

cody79: God that was so hot!

gigi_ramone: mmmhmmm!

cody79: When can we chat again Gigi?

gigi_ramone: How about tomorrow night? I mean if you're available?

cody79: For you anytime.

gigi_ramone: Good, then it's a date.

* * *

Michelle and Brian talked almost every night on the messenger. They did lots of role-playing and got to know each other more. Brian felt as if he was slowly falling in love with this mysterious girl. There was something about her that made his heart race. She seemed so upbeat and beautiful. Even though he'd never seen a picture of her, at one point he didn't care what she looked like. She was beautiful to him no matter what.

Michelle was in love. She would think of Cody when she was in class, at home and even when she was out with her friends. She couldn't wait to talk to him into the late hours of the night. They wanted to speak on the phone but the time was never right. But soon enough, Michelle felt the urge to meet her number one fan.

gigi_ramone: You're in Los Angeles right?

cody79: Yes. Why?

gigi_ramone: Well...Cody I'm going to be honest with you. I'm falling head over heels in love with you. Strange huh?

cody79: Not strange at all. I'm crazy about you Gigi.

gigi_ramone: I really want to meet you. I'd love to meet my number one fan.

cody79: (Brian's heart raced) Really?

gigi_ramone: Yes. I really do.

cody79: I want to meet you too. Let's do it Gigi.

gigi_ramone: Cody, one thing, my real name is not Gigi.

cody79: (Brian smiled) Well my real name isn't Cody.

gigi_ramone: (*Michelle laughed*) So what do you say we meet and then you really get to know me?

cody79: I'd love that. I'd love to meet the beautiful girl behind the beautiful stories.

gigi_ramone: How about this weekend?

cody79: This weekend is perfect. I don't have any plans but now I do.

gigi_ramone: I hope I'm pretty enough for you.

cody79: You are. Even though I have no clue what you look like, I think you're the most beautiful girl in the world.

gigi_ramone: I love you Cody.

cody79: (Brian gulped. He'd never had the L word said to him) I love you Gigi. I love you more than you will ever know.

* * *

The young couple decided to meet halfway. Since Brian was in Los Angeles, and Michelle was in San Diego, they found a halfway point where they could both meet. Brian said he'd be waiting for her holding a red rose in his hand. Michelle had promised him to be wearing a pink flowery short skirt and a matching pink button up v-neck summer sweater. He told her he'd be wearing a pair of khaki slacks and a black polo shirt. They had decided to meet up in a hotel in the lobby.

Michelle drove that Saturday nervous as hell. This was her first time meeting anyone off the Internet. She trusted Cody though. She believed he was really 25 years old and knew she wouldn't be coming across some weirdo.

She pulled up to the hotel parking lot and took a deep breath. Checking her makeup once again, she stayed in her car a while before finally getting the courage to step out. She got out of the car and hung her purse over her shoulder. Slowly, she walked into the hotel.

Brian waited impatiently for his love. He held the red rose in his hand and paced the hotel lobby nervously. Every time the doors opened, he stopped for a moment and looked to see if he saw his beauty in pink walk in. 

Michelle walked in the hotel a few minutes later. Her blue eyes searched the lobby room until they met with another pair of blue eyes. Her heart sank and she almost fainted. Was that Cody? No it couldn't be! It was...it was Brian, her real brother!

Brian's face turned white as a ghost. Gigi was beautiful alright, but she was Michelle, his own flesh and blood! Brian didn't move at first. Both siblings were speechless as they stood only inches away from each other.

"Michelle?" Brian finally spoke.

Michelle turned beet red. She said nothing and ran out the door. She ran outside rushing to her car. Little did she know that Brian followed her.

"Michelle! Wait! Please!" Brian yelled.

Michelle stopped in front of her car. She turned to face her brother as tears ran down her pretty face. "Oh my God! I'm so embarrassed." She cried.

Brian couldn't look into his sister's eyes. "Well...so am I. Jesus! I never expected you to be writing what you write."

"Well I never expected my own brother to be reading the types of stories I write."

Brian sighed. "I'm sorry Michelle. I'm just...shocked."

"Well you know my stories are all fantasy right?"

Brian nodded. "Yes you told me. I believe you."

Michelle wiped her own tears. "Brian? Promise me you will never say a word to mom and dad."

"Hey, I'm just as guilty as you are. Oh man, I'm so embarrassed. Let's just forget this ever happened Michelle."

Michelle's eyes looked sad. "You know we can't forget that. Even if we try."

"I guess not but, look everything we said and did was all fantasy. I thought you were someone else and you thought I was someone else too."

"Yeah I know. It was all...fantasy."

"Here, take this anyway." Brian said handing Michelle the red rose.

She took it and smelled the sweet scent. "I'm sorry I let you down Brian. I know you were coming to meet a sexy woman you could talk about...stuff with."

"No it's ok sis. All I have to say is, this is a small world."

"Well I better head back home. You should too." 

Brian's heart sank. "Yeah I guess so. See you at home for Thanksgiving."

They hugged, a quick hug as if they were scared to touch each other. Michelle got in her car and slowly drove away. Brian stood outside for a while until she was no longer visible. He took a deep breath and got in his car. 

* * *

Michelle knew that what Brian had told her that night on the messenger was all true. He'd really fantasized about her and he knew that she'd fantasized about him. Yet they knew a love between them was forbidden, not only because of the morals they'd been fed to them, but because deep down they were both scared to admit their feelings.

Brian would still go on the story site every now and then but realized Gigi Ramone no longer wrote stories. Still, he had her old stories to keep with him for the rest of his life.

After that, things were never the same between Brian and Michelle. They both went on to meet new people and married. Michelle loved her husband and Brian loved his wife, yet the siblings' love for each other was something that they secretly shared in each other's hearts, forever.

Gigi



Gigi was a flirt. Her flirtations had cost her two marriages when the targets of her flirtations took them seriously and she had ended up in bed with them.

She had convinced herself that she had not minded the divorces even as she admitted to herself that the fucks had been pedestrian at best. In truth she very much regretted losing her second husband and if pressed would have admitted to have loved him. Nobody pressed her on that. 

She was forty-two years old but still had the body and the looks to attract anyone she wanted. She had been divorced for over fifteen years now and her flirtations were more subdued, at least until she noticed she was horny then it was full steam ahead. In the previous fifteen years none of her affairs had made it past the three-week mark and most did not make it past a weekend. 

At her sexual peak she rued the fact that she seldom got laid. She had not admitted it to herself but she simply had lost interest. A long succession of disappointments had her sex life on hold.

All in all she had become comparably well behaved, probably because no one had pushed her to be otherwise. 

Her daughter Glenda however had now become famous for her own scandalous behavior. She had volunteered for gangbangs, fucked on dares, had been arrested for public nudity.

She had somehow attracted the love of a very fine man and he had asked her to marry him. Her daughter did not love him but accepted thinking that he was a good enough to be her husband and take care of her.

He was so taken with her that he did to heed any of the warning signs. He treated Glenda like a lady even though there were obvious signs she was not.

Exactly one month before he had heard rumors that she had fucked three guys at a wedding shower thrown by her best friend. He had gone to her apartment the next morning to give her the opportunity to deny it. In his mind he had already accepted whatever story Glenda told him. 

Instead he found her fucking one guy in her bed while another slept on her sofa, nude.

He went to her and took off her engagement ring while she was still fucking the guy. She looked surprised by his action but never made a move to stop the fuck. The guy fucking her barely noticed his presence, likely assuming he was just the next in line.

Two weeks later Glenda apparently decided that she had made a grave error and had spent three weeks trying to talk to him. He had not answered her calls and denied her entry into his house. When she persisted he moved into an extended stay hotel and had his house fumigated. She got the message after that.

A month had passed since then and Gigi had been talked into interceding for her daughter. She was a bit surprised he had allowed her into his home since he knew why Gigi was there. However they had always had a cordial relationship. Her daughter knew that he would talk to her mother. 

His name was Ted and he was handsome and polite. Gigi had always thought her daughter needed to do her best to hang on to him. 

At twenty-seven he was five years older than her daughter and conservative in bearing. He was a section manager at a large advertising agency and made a good living.

"As you probably know I am here on behalf of my daughter. She wants you to give her a second chance," Gigi said to Ted.

Ted said, "Sorry, no. It is clear she has no respect for me. If I give her another chance all it would do is convince her I do not deserve her respect. 

You would be shocked at the things I am hearing about her now that my friends are not worried about my learning the truth about her from them."

Gigi nodded and told him she probably knew even more stories about her daughter than he had heard. 

Gigi admitted she was well beyond being shocked by her daughter's behavior.

Ted suddenly apologized for his lack of manners and brought out some wine and cheese for her. As he stood next to her and poured the wine she glanced at the crotch of his gym shorts and saw a clear outline of his cock. "Nice," she thought to herself. "Stupid kid. She gave that up too."

She took a second and third look at Ted and said, "You know, I have always known my daughter was wild and reckless but it never occurred to me she was stupid until she drove you away.

To tell you the truth I am not convinced she understands that you were the best thing that ever happened to her, to us."

"Thanks, that is kind of you. I just wish she was more like you."

Gigi said, "Ouch. The truth is there is a lot of me in her when I was her age. She is wilder and less discriminating than I ever was but I can assure you there are people in this town that can tell you some very embarrassing stories about me."

By the time Gigi and Ted had finished off the bottle of wine she had related to Ted some of her earlier adventures and even though they were quite salacious they paled in comparison to what her daughter had done in just the previous three months.

Ted surprised her by admitting that her daughter had talked him into having sex in some very risky places, some of which were the same places Gigi had mentioned in some of her stories. They were laughing at anything by then so Ted opened a second bottle of wine. 

When Ted stood up Gigi noticed that their conversation had given him a partial erection. Without thinking things through she asked to use his bathroom and while there took off her bra and panties. When she returned to the living room she sat next to him on the sofa and gave him a soft kiss on the lips.

"Thank you for not killing her," Gigi said. "Under the circumstances you last saw her I admit I probably would have. 

I am not surprised and do not blame you for deciding not to have anything to do with her. I will again tell her that she has made the biggest mistake of her life and there is no second chance. I am not as sad for her as I am for me, I liked having you around."

"Hopefully that wont change," Ted said as he gave her a soft kiss on the lips.

Ted intended it to be a short sweet kiss to confirm his fondness of her. He expected Gigi to withdraw from the kiss soon. 

She did not.

The kiss became more ardent and gathered strength until it was passionate, hungry. Gigi's hand slid to his cock and gripped it as Ted's' hand found a breast. Before either one could put a stop to it she was straddling his hips and plunging her pussy over his cock. His hands went to her hips and a furious fuck was suddenly in full thrust.

Gigi was hoping that her daughter's stories about Ted's control were true, she wanted, she needed a big orgasm. 

The stories were true and Gigi was soon suffering and enjoying her best orgasm in years. She slowed to a stop and kissed Ted lovingly. As the kiss ended she felt Ted's cock jump inside her pussy. He had not cum.

Gigi slid to the floor and engulfed his cock into her mouth. Ted made the first sound she had heard from him, a deep moan.

She made love to his cock until she heard him grunt. 

Gigi quickened her pace expecting to soon have a mouth full of cum. Instead Ted slid off the couch and maneuvered his body over hers. His cock did not need to be shown the way and he was soon fucking her with force.

In her mind Gigi saw it as his fuck, his reward for what he had given her. She wrapped her arms around him and encouraged him to take her, to cum in her. 

Then she lost it. 

What she believed was the biggest orgasm of her life burst into her and all she could manage was to hold on, and scream.

When her world regained focus she was covered in sweat. Ted's cock was slowly withdrawing from her sopping wet pussy. He was kissing her neck. 

For several minutes they just lay on the floor, learning to breathe again. Eventually Ted stood up and helped Gigi to her feet. Gently grasping her hand he led her to the shower and after adjusting the temperature they got in together. They kissed.

Gigi briefly wondered when they had become nude.

They each assisted in the washing. He was most impressed with her breasts, which had retained most of their firmness over the years. 

The feel of his ass in her hands fascinated Gigi.

They were dry and in his bed before either spoke their first words since the kiss that wouldn't end. In unison they each said to the other, "Thanks."

A few giggles and chuckles later Ted confessed that he had wanted her from the time they met. That although he was soon in love with her daughter he had never managed to stop wanting her.

Gigi sighed and admitted to wanting him since she met him. 

They kissed softly and caressed each other. Twenty minutes later he had another erection.

"Apparently I have just now become a cougar," Gigi said as she caressed his cock. "The recuperative powers of young guys are such a blessing."

"Thank you but I am at the tail end of being young. This has been my shortest re-erection in a long while. I think you can take all the credit for that."

"Me?' asked Gigi. I do think I look OK for an old broad but my daughter and her two accomplices have the knockout bodies. 

I believe you have seen all of all three."

"Yes, I have. Yet yours is sexier, and I have proof."

As soon as Ted said that he was over her and sinking his cock slowly, gently, into her pussy.

Gigi groaned and moved her hands to his ass.

Ted varied his pace from nearly frantic to full stop. 

Gigi succumbed to a long series of orgasms, which were accompanied by loud groans. 

Ted did indeed have great control and since he was on his second fuck inside an hour he was cruising. 

After two orgasms in quick succession and a third particularly deep orgasm and groan engulfed Gigi she begged Ted to stop.

As soon as Ted was on his back Gigi slid down his body and began a no doubt about it blowjob. Ted allowed himself to let go and after a few minutes Gigi won the mouthful of cum she had worked for. 

She slid up to him and kissed him, her usual test of her sex partner's satisfaction with their sex. If they returned the kiss he was deserving of another time. If not it was a once and out.

She regretted doing it to Ted as soon as their lips met. She realized that if he did not like it she would be the one out of luck. He had just given her the top three orgasms she had ever remembered having and the last thing she wanted was to push him away.

He kissed her back. He allowed her tongue into his mouth but her tongue just barely touched his lips. He plunged his tongue deep into her mouth and caressed it.

Gigi did not quite hold back a sob.

"Are you OK?" he asked.

"Yeah, you pretty much tenderized my pussy but that actually feels good. I apologize for being such a slut tonight but it has been a while, if ever, since anyone took me where you did. Thanks."

"Anytime."

Anytime?" she asked with a grin.

"Anytime," he repeated with a soft kiss.

As they returned to the living room Gigi she saw her sundress draped over the back of the couch. Ted's t-shirt was on the floor but neither could immediately find his gym shorts. He slipped on the shirt and she slipped on her dress. 

As he walked her to the door Gigi wondered out loud what exactly was she was going to tell her daughter.

Ted said, "Tell her it's too late, that I have already found someone else."

He opened the door for Gigi but before she stepped out he scooped her into his arms and kissed her. She melted into him and her hands soon found his bare ass.

Ted ended the kiss and closed the door.

"How do you like your pizza?" he asked her as her dress hit the floor.



Gigi and Friends



After a day at Fort Lauderdale Beach with Larry, Cheryl and the kids, we headed home. Everybody was teasing me about getting old and overly protective.

"All right!" I responded to my wife's kidding and all the laughter, "Let's get this show on the road and quit picking on me. After all; it's not pick on me day...."

I drove home and let Larry and Cheryl out at the end of our driveway so they could take their car and go home and change.

"See you guys at Chuck's at seven." Cheryl yelled from the window of their car as she blew us a kiss. "Don't be late...."

I showered as Gigi fixed her hair. While Gigi showered and dressed, I fixed a couple of sandwiches for Gigi and myself.

"I don't understand why it takes so long to get dressed when you're putting on so little." I kidded my wife as she came down to the kitchen wearing a very provocative red mini-dress. With a choker collar, bare back and an exceptionally short, flared shirt, it was accented by a daring key-hole cut-out which left the cleavage below her breasts conveniently visable and accessible.

"Well, it takes a long time to select the proper accessories, ya know? The right CFM shoes, rings, ear-rings, chains and g-string." she giggled. "You'll just have to learn to practice patience if you want me to be the sexiest slut at the party."

"I hope you've included panties in your wardrobe." I jokingly remarked as I slid my fingers through the daring cut-out and caressed the underside of her breast. "I mean; we gotta take the girls to your mother's place and what if she, or the girls for that matter, saw that you weren't wearing any?"

"Oh, you old stuff-shirt...." Gigi pouted. "You take all the fun outta life. Of course, I'm wearing panties. For now, anyway...."

"I've seen longer short-shorts." Gigi's mom remarked when she observed Gigi opening the sliding door of the van to let the girls out. "Where are you going dressed like that?"

"Oh, Mom. It's just a mini-dress; it's the latest craze... and it comes with panties, too. See?" Gigi replied as she lifted the little skirt and twirled around. "I'm wearing the panties under it. Okay?"

"You should be ashamed...." Gigi's mother started to say.

"Relax, Mom. Everything's okay." Gigi said cutting her mother off in mid-sentence. "It's not the forties anymore. Things are different these days."

Kissing the girls, she instructed them to behave and to listen to their grandmother. She also promised them that she would pick them up in the morning to go shopping for the last of their camp clothes. We were not a block from Mom's house when Gigi started wiggling in her seat. Sliding her panties down her legs, she took them off and stuffed them into my pocket. 

"Now that the cats are outta sight, us mice are gonna get into the cheese." Gigi snickered with a devilish grin. "When we get home, you can give me my panties back. Until then, I'm gonna be comfortable and we're gonna have some fun."

I hung Gigi's panties from the rear view mirror as I turned the van onto Sunrise and headed to the party at Chuck and Marlene's.

"Hi, Lovers!" Sally squealed as we pulled up beside her and Bob's car. "It's good to see you."

"And it's good to see you, too." I replied as I pressed my lips to hers.

"Um-m-m, I can tell you're glad to see me." Sally cooed as she lightly brushed her hand across my rapidly swelling erection.

"Let's not put on a show for the neighbors." I cautioned Sally. "They might get the right idea; then we'll all be in trouble."

"Yeah...." Bob agreed as he helped Gigi out of her side of the van. "We better move the action inside before Chuck's silly neighbors call the cops."

Bob and I followed behind as Gigi and Sally walked down the path that leads around the house to Chuck and Marlene's deck.

"God! Gigi looks really hot, tonight." Bob remarked as he watched her and his wife walk together. "I like her sexy dress."

"You ain't seen nothing, yet." I replied. "Hang back and wait 'til she starts up the steps, then you'll see how hot she really is."

"Hey, Tony. Latch the gate behind you." Sally announced as they turned the corner around the back of the house. "Larry and Cheryl are already here."

I latched the gate and caught up with Bob just as Gigi and Sally started up the steps. Bob's mouth dropped open when he saw that Gigi was not wearing panties under her short skirt.

"No shit! I can go for that." he remarked as he watched my wife's short skirt swish softly from side to side across her bare ass cheeks as she slowly ascended the steps to the deck.

"That's what I had in mind when I bought this dress." Gigi said as she stopped on the top step and turned toward us.

"If I was trying to hide my charms, I certainly wouldn't have worn this dress, tonight. Now, would I?" she continued as she unbuttoned her jacket and peeled it off. "So, what do you think?"

"I think I'm glad you didn't decide to become a nun, Gigi." Chuck chuckled from his deck chair. "I think they crack your dick with a metal edged ruler if you fuck a nun; or something like that."

After the laughter subsided, Marlene declared, "Careful guys, don't stand too close to Chuck if you see any dark clouds forming. God doesn't like those kinda jokes...."

Bringing drinks for Gigi and me, Larry announced "We're gonna see a dress rehearsal, or should I say an undress rehearsal of Cheryl's dance routine for the amateur strip-off once everybody's gotten a drink."

"Well, get Bob and Sally a drink while I go in and get ready, Honey." Cheryl said getting up from her chair. "Maybe Gigi will come and help me."

"Break a leg, Sweetie...." Marlene wished the hopeful dancer as Gigi accompanied the nervous youngster into the house to get ready for her debut.

"If she dances half as well as she fucks," Bob observed, "she'll walk away with the money."

"In a heartbeat...." Larry added.

"Hey. Did you guys get a load of Gigi's dress?" Bob said to the others, "She's so hot tonight, we'll need a fire hose to get her off."

"Yeah? Well, what about me?" Marlene pouted as she stood up to show off her denim short-shorts which barely covered her supple ass cheeks.

"Baby! You're the greatest!" I said in my best Jackie Gleason imitation as I admired how her cut-off T-shirt displayed the lower half of her breasts.

"Now, here's a man who really appreciates quality." Marlene declared as she came and sat on my lap. "You and I are gonna go around the world tonight, Honey."

I slid my hand up under her T-shirt and squeezed her breast as she pressed her lips to mine. Her hot tongue pushed its way into my waiting mouth and caressed my tongue.

"Oh, yeah...." Marlene huskily moaned, "Tonight's the night."

"All right, guys!" Gigi announced, "It's show-time."

We rushed down to Chuck and Marlene's game room as Gigi held the door open for us. 

"Take a seat over by the pool table, everybody." Marlene instructed, "Cheryl's gonna dance over by the television where Chuck put up one of Tony's load locks for her to use as a dance-pole."

"This is gonna be fun." Marlene said as she sat on my lap again. "Poor kid's scared shitless but she's gonna be okay."

"Direct from the volleyball Olympics at Fort Lauderdale Beach," Gigi mimicked the disc-jockey from The Purple Pussy Cat, "That sexy little vamp that's taking the beach by storm, the one and only; Cher-r-r-ry!"

We all applauded as Chuck queued Cheryl's music on the stereo. To the wailing strains of a jazz tune, Cheryl, dressed in a sheer little babydoll pajama outfit with high heel slippers, emerged from the laundry room.

Taking long, slow steps, she slinked gracefully across the room to the make-shift dance-pole where she twirled around the pole before finally embracing it as though it was a giant phallus. Wrapping her hands around the pole and caressing it with her tongue, Cheryl slowly slithered to the floor. Once on the floor, she locked her legs around the pole and gently laid back. Beginning with her face, she started moving her hands down to her neck and across her chest where she lingered as her fingers lightly massaged her breasts. After pinching and squeezing her nipples through the sheer fabric of her negligee, she worked her hands down across her belly and into her little panties, where she at least appeared to be playing with her own clitoris.

When the tempo of her music picked up, Cheryl quickly rolled over and using the dance-pole for support pulled herself back up. When she got back to her feet, she climbed the pole and swung upside down, holding herself with one leg locked around the pole. As she slowly let herself down, she ran her fingers along the insides of her muscular thighs and traced the outline of her pussy lips on the damp crotch of her panties.

Everybody applauded and cheered.

Encouraged by our enthusiasm, Cheryl swung down from the dance-pole and while grinding her hips to the music, untied the two lace ribbons that held her pajama top in place. Deliberately, she slowly pushed the nightie off her left shoulder first baring her left breast. After softly caressing the bared nipple with her tongue, she pushed the nightie off her other shoulder and allowed it to drop to the floor.

"Yes! Yes!" Marlene murmured softly under her breath as she watched Cheryl's dance.

"Yeah, Cheryl! Go for it!" Larry encouraged his nervous, young wife.

Cheryl leaned back against the pole and placing her hands on her chest above her breasts, trailed her fingers sexily down between her breasts, lightly touching her nipples again, and across her belly. When she reached her panties, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband and quickly pushed them down past her knees. Stepping out of her panties, she covered her mound with her hand while kicking out with her foot, sending her panties flying across the room to Bob.

As Bob caught Cheryl's panties and I caught my breath, Cheryl demurely crossed her legs and lowered herself back to the floor. Once down again, she slowly raised her knees and with her ankles crossed, swung her legs back and forth to the beat of her music, almost showing us her dark hole and tunnel of love.

When the music built to a crescendo, Cheryl raised her legs straight out and uncrossing her ankles, spread her legs apart while continuing to hide her charming sexual attributes with her hand. Then as the music stopped and everybody applauded, Cheryl relaxed her hand, allowing it to drop to her side. To our surprise, covering her vulva had been a little beige g-string so close in color to her own skin tone that it was practically invisible.

"Ha! Fooled ya, didn't I?" Cheryl laughed as she got back up to her feet. "But isn't that what a Strip-Tease is supposed to be?"

"Yup, you're right." Chuck agreed, "Back in the early days of Burlesque, the strippers never went all the way; for fear of going to jail."

"Well? What da ya think?" Cheryl quizzed us. "Will it work?"

"It worked for me...." Marlene sighed as she pulled my hand up under her shirt to her tit.

"Yeah. It worked for me, too." Gigi said as she lightly stroked Cheryl's arm from behind and slid her hand around Cheryl's waist. "It reminded me of the night Chuck took my blouse and g-string off at the party when we played Spin the Bottle. I was scared shitless; but it was a turning point."

As Gigi dreamily reminisced, she drew her body up against Cheryl's bare back side.

"You did good, Sweetie. I'm proud of you." Gigi softly whispered as she kissed the back of Cheryl's shoulder. "And you'll do good tomorrow, too. I promise."

"I owe it all to you and Tony." Cheryl said as she turned to face Gigi, "Without your encouragement, I'd have never had the balls to pull it off".

Before Gigi could respond, Cheryl pressed her lips to Gigi's. Holding her naked body tightly to Gigi's, Cheryl raked her nails down Gigi's bare back and pushed her tongue into my wife's mouth.

Then, as Gigi licked and kissed Cheryl's nipple, Cheryl unhooked the choker collar from around my wife's neck and pushed the skimpy dress down over her hips. When Gigi's dress hit the floor, she stepped out of it and fell to her knees. Kneeling at Cheryl's feet, Gigi pulled Cheryl's g-string down and buried her face in the youngster's unshaven pussy.

"Oh, my God!" Cheryl gasped, "I can't believe I'm doing it...."

Cheryl spread her legs and reaching down to hold Gigi's head, thrust her pelvis up, pushing her pussy even harder to my wife's mouth.

"Oh, God! Don't stop, Gigi! Don't stop...." she kept repeating.

While my wife licked Cheryl's clitoris, Chuck put his arms around Cheryl and kissing the nape of her neck, fondled her breasts.

"Come on, Tony." Marlene said taking my hand as she got off my lap, "Let's go where it's more comfortable."

As I followed Marlene up to the bedroom, I glanced back in time to see Bob helping Gigi out of her g-string.

"Oh, God! You don't know long I've been waiting to get you up here, Tony." Marlene sighed as she led me into their master bedroom.

The ornate room contained statuettes and nude paintings of both men and woman in a variety of sexual postures. One painting, depicting three women in an erotic dance, hung over the bed.

"That's my favorite." Marlene whispered as she pressed her body to my back and wrapped her arms around my chest. "I painted it myself; It's Sally, Gigi and me. I call it The Love Dance."

"Yeah, I see the resemblance...." I responded as I languished in the attention that she was giving my body. 

She ran her fingers up under my shirt and rubbed my chest as her teeth bit into my shoulder.

"I've always loved dancing at The Purple Pussy with Sally, but now that Gigi's dancing there, I love it even more. She's fun to work with 'cause she's so honest and pure; almost naiveté...." she continued as her hips began gyrating to the music drifting up from the game room. "The way she dances; it's like... like the way she fucks, with her whole heart and soul. Whether she's dancing on the stage or table dancing for a customer, there's no halfway for Gigi. Hell, I've seen her orgasm at least three times in one evening of dancing. That's why everybody at the Pussy loves her so."

Marlene turned me around to face her and after a long kiss, in which our tongues darted in and out of one another's mouth, she pushed me down of the bed. 

"Sit here, Honey. I'll dance for you." she said as she stepped back away from the bed.

She turned around and spreading her legs, bent over at the waist to grab her left ankle. Looking back at me from between her legs, she pursed her lips and blew me a kiss. Then she ran her nimble fingers sensuously up the inside of her thigh before pulling the crotch of her skimpy shorts aside and giving me a lingering view of her dripping wet honey-pot.

Straightening up and turning back to me again, she crossed her arms and pulled her T-shirt over her head. Then raising her breasts to her lips, she kissed each of her nipples, sucking them into her mouth and showing me just how much she liked to have her breasts sucked off. When she unbuttoned her shorts and pulled the zipper down, Marlene stepped between my legs and pulled me to her bosom. 

"Suck my titties, Tony. Milk 'em dry." she growled softly as her body continued to sway to the rock music from below. "Suck 'em off, Honey. They're all yours...."

As I sucked on her delicious melons, I pushed her shorts down and found my way into her tunnel of love. Her pussy was soaked with love juices and I had no trouble getting a couple of fingers past her pussy lips and into her cunt. Probing the depths of her cavern, I found her g-spot.

"Oh, yes! Oh God, yes!" she yelled, "That's it, Tony! That's it! Oh... yes!"

If her cunt had opened any further, I would have been able to stick my whole hand in her snatch.

"Oh yes, Tony. That's it! Do it to me, Tony! Keep doing it to me!" she continued gasping as her breathing became shallow and irregular and her body shook from convulsions as her cunt muscles tightened around my fingers. "Oh, my God, Tony! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!

I continued jamming my fingers up her twat and sucking on her nipples until finally, her convulsions subsided.

"Oh, Tony.... You did it, Baby.... You really did it...." she panted as she reached down over my shoulders and pulled my shirt up and over my head. 

Then pushing me back down on the bed, she unbuckled my jeans and pulled them and my jockey shorts off in one swift motion. In an instant, Marlene was kneeling beside me on the bed with her mouth over the head of my erect penis.

"I've been wanting to do this all day." she said as her lips surrounded my helmeted warrior, "Um-m-m.... Um-m-m...."

Quickly, she had my cock all the way into her throat with her lips to the root of my man-meat.

"Um-m-m.... Um-m-m...." she moaned as she continued deep-throating my love-tool, "Um-m-m...."

As she persevered with her pleasurable task, I felt the cum begin to rise in my balls. I reached between her legs and plunged my fingers back into her juicy hole.

"Oh, Honey." she said releasing her suction on my penile instrument, "I wasn't even thinking of you."

Without hesitation, she flung her leg over my head and straddling my face, lowered her pussy to my mouth. The musky aroma of her pussy juices delighted my senses and my tongue went right to work; dipping into her honey pot to lap up her savory nectar.

I ate her pussy and eased a wet finger in past the sphincter muscle of her rectum while she alternated between sucking my love-tool and licking my family jewels. After deep-throating me for several minutes, she broke away to keep me from shooting my load and sucked one of my cum laden testicles into her sweet lips while gently squeezing my swollen love muscle. Every time a drop of jism would ooze up through my urethra, Marlene would lick it up with her tongue and then tell me how much she liked the taste.

"Oh, Tony. I don't know how much more of this I can take." she said as she licked another drop of pre-cum secretion from the head of my love spear, "I want your cock in my cunt."

We got off the bed and I led Marlene out to the balcony where the sun was setting over the inter-coastal. As we watched the sunset together, I pressed my erection into the cheeks of her ass and reached out to fondle her breasts.

"Lean over the railing..." I whispered as she wiggled her butt against my swollen manhood, "and spread you legs."

Complying with my request and spreading her legs, she reached down and guided my cock to her love-tunnel.

"Oh, God! That feels so good...." she moaned as I thrust my love muscle into the depths of her wanton passion. "I love having hard cock in my hot cunt. Fuck me, Tony! Fuck me!"

I continued driving my manhood to the depths of her passion as she rocked back against my thrusts, grinding her cunt to the root of my cock.

"Oh, yes! Oh, yes!" she panted, "That feels so good, Tony!"

I held onto her hips as she continued gyrating her pelvis and squeezing my thrusting organ with her undulating love muscles. As my genital glands slapped her clitoris, I reached for a dangling breast and squeezed its firmness while maintaining my copulas rhythm in her beautifully tight cunt.

"Squeeze 'em both, Tony...." she gasped as her cunt muscles tightened around my phallus, "I love having my boobs milked when I fuck."

As I reached around to squeeze her other full melon, my cock slipped out of her pussy.

"Come on, let's go back to the bed." she said taking my hand and leading me back to the bedroom, "Then I can fuck you and you can suck both my boobs at the same time."

I lay down on the bed and waited for Marlene to lower herself onto my raging hard-on. Instead, she knelt at the foot of the bed, between my legs, and licked the love juices from my cock and testicles.

"Sometimes I lubricate too much when I cum." she said with a devilish grin as she held my erection in her fingers and licked my balls, "Then I have to clean up the mess."




Gigi and Friends



"Come on. Honey. Let's just fuck." I responded, "We'll worry about the mess, later."

She positioned herself above me and straddling my hips lowered her puffy pussy lips over my maximus-erectus, impaling her sex on its length.

"Oh, yeah!" I sighed, "I like that!"

Riding my erection, she leaned forward, allowing me to suck the tip of her breast into my mouth. I flicked its nipple with my tongue as I kneaded her other firm melon in my fingers. Sucking her breasts, I remembered the pleasures of actually sucking milk from Gigi's breasts when she was pregnant with Susie and Nancy. She always enjoyed being on top so I was free to milk her swollen mammary glands while she set the pace of our fucking.

"Milk my titties, Tony. Make me cum.... Oh, yeah! Make me cum, Baby!" she moaned as I pulled on her breasts and thrust up into her womb to match her gyrations.

After only a few minutes in our new coital position, I felt the onset of an orgasm rising in my balls. Vigorously, I sucked on her breasts and thrusting up into her womanhood, arched my back to achieve maximum penetration. Marlene, sensing my impending ejaculation, bore down with her cunt muscles and tightened her hold on my cock. She arched her back also, and was overcome by her own shuttering climax as my love machine pumped its load of hot, milky jism into her pulsating sex.

"Oh, yes. That was good...." she quietly murmured in the soft afterglow of our love making. "We'll have to do that more often."

I pulled my trousers on and we headed back down toward the game room after Marlene finished in the john. As we passed by another bedroom, I heard my wife call out my name.

"In here, Tony. We're in here." Gigi announced as we passed by the door.

On the bed in the guest room, my sensuous little wife was sitting astride Larry's hips, impaled on his manhood. Sally, also nude, was kneeling on the bed beside Gigi with her arm around Gigi's shoulder.

"We're teaching Larry how to really make love to a woman." my wife exclaimed as she gyrated her body over Larry's turgid tool. "He's learning how to please a woman rather than just taking his own pleasure."

"If anyone can teach him, I'm sure you two can." I observed as I leaned over to kiss my wife's full lips. "Just don't kill him in the process." 

"I need a drink. Let's go see what's happening downstairs." Marlene suggested, tugging on my arm.

Down in the game room, we found Cheryl taking her pleasure with Bob and Chuck. Kneeling between Bob's outstretched legs, Cheryl was going down on his erect manhood, giving him head as Chuck fucked her tight little cunt from behind.

I fixed my usual three fingers of Scotch and pouring a gin and tonic for Marlene, watched as she joined in the love making. Carefully stepping over Bob without interrupting the head job that he was obviously enjoying, she lowered herself over his face and taking his head in her hands, pressed her Venus Mound to his mouth.

"Oh, yes. You do know how to lick a twat, Bobby." she gasped as Bob's tongue darted in and out of her cunt. "Lick it, Baby. Lick it...."

I sat on the couch and held her drink up to catch her attention.

"I don't think that's gonna work. She's found something a little tastier than gin and tonic." Sally whispered in my ear as she leaned over the top of the couch to kiss the nape of my neck. "But, I could go for a gin and tonic."

Swinging her legs over the top of the couch, Sally slid down beside me.

"Um-m-m.... That tastes good...." she sighed as she placed the glass to her lips.

"Where's Gigi?" I asked.

"She's still with Larry," she responded, sipping the drink I had made for Marlene, "and she ain't gonna let him cum 'til we're completely satisfied."

"How are you going to do that?" I inquired, "I mean, what's the big deal?"

"The big deal is...." Sally excitedly began to reply, "The big deal is, he ain't like you other guys. Like Bob and Chuck, you can endure; you can hold on. Then, when you do shoot, you can come back for more. But with Larry, It's Wham, Bamm, and Thank You Ma'am! He gets his rocks off then he rolls over and goes to sleep. He doesn't seem to care if we get satisfied or not."

"So... How are you girls going to change him?" I continued to inquire.

"When Gigi's finished with him, I'm going back up and fuck him, again." Sally responded with a giggle. "Then, when I'm done with him, we're gonna send Marlene up to fuck him. And, if he's still alive after that, maybe we'll take his wife up to him, too."

Under her filmy negligée, Sally's breasts were heaving up and down with every breath and her nipples, which were poking out against the sheer fabric, were getting bigger and harder. She was getting very excited, just thinking about screwing Larry again.

"Remember the cock-ring Marlene and I used on you at the pool party?" she asked, "Well, we only put it on you for fun. But tonight, Gigi and I put it on Larry to keep him from shooting his wad before we were ready."

While we talked, Cheryl had rolled away from Bob and pulled Chuck down between her legs. When Chuck started to tongue Cheryl's clit, Marlene eased herself down onto Bob's lap, expertly guiding his pulsating erection into the warmth of her womanhood.

"Oh, God! I love it when he does that to me." Sally sighed softly as she watched her husband suck the platinum blonde's nipple into his mouth while rising up to thrust his helmeted warrior into her cunt.

Downing her drink and setting her glass aside, she turned and pulled my face to hers. Our lips met, her tongue darted into my mouth and her fingers massaged my semi-erect manhood.

"Take your pants off, Tony." Sally whispered, "I want you...."

I unzipped my trousers and pushed them down. Impatiently, Sally pulled my pants from under my legs and casting them aside, knelt between my legs. Then, taking my phallus in her hand, she kissed my balls and teasingly licked the soft underside of my cock.

"As much swinging as Bob and I do, I just can't get enough cock." Sally giggled as she engulfed the head of my warrior in her mouth. Sucking my cock into her mouth, Sally expertly stroked its length and had me back to full erection in a few short moments.

"Now, let's fuck...." she commanded.

I got up from the couch and made room for her to lie down in my place. Kneeling between her legs, I reached my hand under her hips and lifted her butt to place a cushion under her ass.

Sally took my swollen warrior in her hand and wrapping her legs around the back of my thighs, guided my erect manhood into her fiery passion.

"Oh yes.... Oh yes...." she moaned, clamping her cunt muscles around my love-spear, "Fuck me, Tony. Fuck me...."

"Fuck me, Bobby.... Fuck me...." Marlene echoed from across the room.

"Oh-h-h.... Oh-h-h...." Cheryl gasped each time Chuck plunged his massive man-meat into her tight, little fuck box.

"Oh yes.... Oh yes, Tony...."

"Fuck me, Bobby.... Fuck me harder...."

"Oh-h-h.... Oh-h-h...." 



Gigi and Ginger Pt. 01



Tommy Sutton was in Korea when his Dad died, and couldn't get home in time to attend the funeral. His got his discharge from the Army was just a few weeks later, and went straight home to Vicksburg, Mississippi. For one reason or another, Tommy hadn't been home for ten years, since his Dad had helped him enlist at the age of 17. Now the house he had grown up in belonged to Dad's third wife, Cindy, who he'd spoken to on the phone but never met. Cindy and Dad got married two years ago. He liked Cindy; she seemed like a vast improvement on the second wife, Carol, who had packed his twin baby sisters off to a Catholic girls school in New Orleans for the last several years. Carol hadn't thought much of Tommy for some reason, either, which is mostly why he stayed away. Dad must have been unhappy with twins away; they were Daddy's girls. So now Tommy thought he should return home, and take care of his baby sisters. 

It was a sweltering, sultry day when Tommy got off the Greyhound bus in Vicksburg and started walking home. It was only a few miles, but he was going to be soaked by the time he got there, especially carrying his backpack and duffel. He could hardly wait to see the twins. As he walked along the gravel road, he wondered what they were like now.

Tommy was nine when his sisters were born: identical twins named Ginger and Gigi. They brought a whole new life to the family, and a new look, too. The Suttons were approximately Italian and Irish, and Tommy and his folks were dark haired-and dark-eyed, and slim. The twins brought the Irish looks into the family. They had red hair, and startling pale blue eyes with long lashes. Ginger and Gigi were always getting into mischief, but they were adorable. Always finishing each other's sentences, as identical twins do sometimes. They said they even had the same dreams. Tommy was the one who gave them their baths at night, playfully scolding them when they splashed each other and then him too. And then he would sit by their bed, soaking wet, and read them 'Winnie the Pooh' or 'Goodnight Moon.' They would have to be tucked in several times, coming into his room and jumping on the bed, because they just couldn't sleep. And they were always stealing cookies and bringing home stray cats. Poor Mom!

Sure enough, Tommy was dripping when he arrived at the house. The big cast-iron gate, half covered in leafy vines, creaked when he pulled it open. The yard with the big oak trees still looked the same, he thought as he walked up the clay driveway. The big house needed to be painted, and there were some loose boards on the floor of the big porch. He put his bags on the big wicker swing and knocked on the door.

"Tommy!" Cindy clearly recognized him from pictures. She hugged him tight, kissing him on the cheek. "So good to finally meet you! Come in..." She opened the screen door, and Tommy brought his bags in and put them in the living room.

"It's good to meet you too," he said. "Are you okay?" Tommy took a look at his step-mother. Cindy wore an apron, and a blue cotton dress and heels. She was petite and slim, in her mid-forties, and very attractive. She did look a bit tired; he wondered if the twins were running her ragged.

"I'm better every day, honey," she replied. "You know how that goes." She sighed. "I'm glad you're here," she added.

"I'm glad I'm here too," said Tommy.

"The twins are too. Go on up and say hey. They've been waiting for you."

Tommy climbed the dark wooden stairs with the stained glass at the landing. Everything looked just the same. Grandma's paintings of her cats were still on the walls in the hall. Tommy stepped lightly; he wanted to surprise his little girls. He opened the first door at the top of the stairs; no one in his old room. The next door was the bathroom. He opened the next bedroom door; this was Cindy's room now. There was a big bed and a big television opposite. Suddenly, Tommy realised that he just had to follow the faint but unmistakable odor of marijuana down to the end of the hallway. He quietly opened the door. It was a bit dark and hard to see everything at first until his eyes adjusted.

"Tommmmmyyyy!" they squealed, and jumped into his arms. Tommy was speechless. His little babies were most definitely no longer little babies. They were always cute and adorable when they were little girls. Now they were literally stunning. Ginger and Gigi were 5'9, with long slim legs, and their hair had lightened a bit to a lighter strawberry-blonde. Really long hair, that curled well below their tiny waists. They were wearing faded torn blue jean shorts and white blouses. They had gorgeous light golden creamy complexions. On top of all that, no pun intended, their large breasts pressed against me while they hugged him tight. 

"Honey, it's so goooood to see you!" they were both hopping while he held them, and Tommy couldn't help but giggle with them. It sounded like they still adored me as much as I did them. Their perfume was intoxicating! What was it?

"You're so tall!" they exclaimed, and threw their arms around my neck again. "Oh my god, and muscular too," they cooed, running their graceful hands over his chest and arms. Tommy felt his cock stir in his jeans.

"And wet!" whispered Tommy. "I'm soaked. Sorry."

They nodded. "You do need a bath, mister!"

"Okay, first of all - look." commanded one of them. She held up her necklace while Tommy tried desperately not to look at her cleavage. 'Ginger', it read in diamonds. Gigi had one just like it. "So everyone can tell us apart!"

"Okay." he said. "There's no other way?" He glanced around the room, still trying not to stare. It was a mess. A huge red and yellow Chinese screen hid a bed, and the walk-in closet was overflowing.

"Nope!" said Gigi. "We still dress the same, and have our hair done the same way. Identical sisters all the way, baby!"

"Even our horsies look alike!" chimed in Ginger.

"Are they twins too?" he asked. Their sky-blue eyes were hypnotizing, with those long lashes. Tommy looked for a chair. He had to hide his erection, before they noticed.

"Silly! I don't think horses have twins." Tommy couldn't help but notice that they had thick southern accents, and his was much less pronounced after being away for so long. "Daddy bought them for us!" they purred.

It was obvious they were spoiled rotten. Tommy knew that Dad had also bought them convertibles for their sixteenth birthdays, and now horses. Clothes and shoes were all over the room, and shopping bags lined the wall opposite the bed. Dad must have tried hard to make up for that Catholic school.

"Tommy, come." Ginger took my hand - she had beautiful long fingernails - and led Tommy behind the screen. There was a large poster bed, with a pile of red satin sheets bunched in the center. On the far bedside table, there were several candles in wooden bowls. On the near bedside table, more candles and pictures of him and Dad. Ginger sat me down, and passed Tommy a little pipe. Holy shit, he thought, her tongue is pierced too. He and the twins took a couple of hits, and then he stood up.

"Okay," he announced. "I need to shower, and then we can catch up some more."

"Well, make it quick," pouted Gigi. "You've been away long enough, mister."

"Okay. I can do that," said Tommy. "When did you two get your tongue pierced? Did Dad really approve of that?" That was kind of hard to imagine!

Gigi stuck her tongue out at me and pouted with her full lips. Her tongue was pierced twice, front and middle. "We snuck out of school and had our tongues pierced last winter. That's why we had to leave Sacred Heart. We were going to get tattoos, but didn't get a chance. And Daddy always approved of everything we did!" Suddenly, she stood up and threw her arms around his neck and gave him another tight hug. 

"It's so good to have you back with us, honey!" they squealed again.

Later, Ginger and Gigi showed Tommy around his old house. The horses, Salt and Pepper, were stabled in the old garage. Dad's Corvettes were gone; that was too bad, thought Tommy. He would have liked to inherit those! It looked like there was just the old pickup trucks left. The hill leading down to the lake was overgrown, but the dock was still there. The lake looked a bit high, and many of the boards in the dock were rotting and needed to be replaced. They must have had a lot of rain lately. There was a lot of work to be done!

As Tommy laid in bed that night, he couldn't stop thinking about Ginger and Gigi. He felt buzzed, and not from the Merlot that Cindy served with the lasagna, and not from the excellent weed that he had smoked. It was that perfume, that light-blue gaze, the way their breasts swayed when they walked and laughed. And they still slept together, on those red satin sheets...

Tommy closed his eyes and slid his hands into his boxers. His cock was again hard as a rock. He ran his fingers slowly up and down his long shaft.

Jesus Christ, he thought suddenly. I'm laying here masturbating while I think about my sisters! What the hell was he doing? Those adorable little girls that he used to read Winnie the Pooh stories to! Goodnight Moon! Tommy reached over and turned on the light. He picked up a book, opened it, and stared at it for several minutes. He remembered those hilarious bath times, washing their hair and fighting a losing battle to keep them from splashing each other in the tub. When he protested, they stuck their tongues out at him.

Tommy reached over again, and turned off the light. Then he closed the book and threw back the sheets. They had those incredibly sexy tongue piercings...

My god, my god, he thought. 

Tommy pulled his big cock out, and slowly stroked it with his hand. He imagined those full lips touching the tip of his dick, then sliding it slowly into their mouth...

Tommy threw his head back and arched his back as he came. Hot streams of sperm splashed on his chest and onto his chin and lips, and he groaned loudly. It felt wonderful...

In the morning, before anyone else was up, Tommy took one of the old pickups and drove into Vicksburg. He wanted to the twins an 18th birthday present, even though that was a few months ago now. At Dillards he found the shoe department. Maybe heels would look great with their long legs, he thought. He bought some shiny pink high-heeled pumps. The pretty salesgirl thought they might be a size 8, and besides they could exchange them if they didn't fit. Sold!

After shopping, Tommy tossed the boxes on the bed and wandered down to the twin's room. It was another sweltering day, so maybe they would be up for a swim. Tommy couldn't imagine how sexy Ginger and Gigi would look in a skimpy bikini... But their room was empty. Their bed was neatly made for once, and there was a wicker basket on the bed. The house was completely quiet. Tommy looked around. The plaster on the walls was beginning to crack.

He walked over to the bed, and looked down into the wicker basket. It was full of dirty laundry. Tommy rummaged through the mess, and pulled out a small black g-string. It was so small, with a faint white smudge on the tiny triangle of black silk. He paused, and then lifted the lifted the silk to his tongue. It tasted just a little salty, and had a musky scent. Dazed, Tommy imagined this bit of black silk on Ginger's wet pussy... He sucked the little panties into his mouth, and breathed in his little baby's scent. Suddenly, he heard steps on the stairs. Tommy dropped the panties onto the laundry basket and hurried back to his room.

That night, a thunderstorm rolled in after dinner and rattled all the windows in the old house. Sheets of rain came down, and the lights flickered and finally went out around ten. Cindy lit a couple of oil lamps, and she settled into the big leather chair with a book. "Well," she said, "when this happens, the power is usually out until morning."

So, no TV and no going out anywhere, for that matter. A blast of thunder rattled the chandeliers.

"Well," announced Tommy, "I know it's early, but I'm going to go up to bed."

"Wait," cried Gigi, "we'll go upstairs with you!" Tommy held the oil lamp, and the three of them climbed the stairs. Lightning lit up the hallway. Ginger shrieked, and they all laughed.

"You're not scared of lightning storms, are you?" asked Tommy. They had been, when they were babies.

"No," said Gigi. Her voice was wavering. "We're fine!" They gave Tommy a quick kiss on the cheek. "Goodnight, big brother..."

Tommy climbed into bed, and put the oil lamp on the table. He picked up the book and read a few pages. He sighed. He'd never been much of a reader. Another huge boom rattled the windows, and a gust of wind roared through the oaks. The phone rang: it was Gigi.

"Hello?" he said, laughing. It hadn't been thirty minutes since they had said good night.

"Tommy, can you come sleep with us," whispered Gigi. "We can't sleep with this storm." Oh lord, thought Tommy. That sounds like torture.

"Maybe you could smoke a bowl?" suggested Tommy lamely.

"Tommmmmeeee," pleaded his sister. "Please?" Her voice was soft and tiny. She was going to get her way.

Tommy paused for a moment. He remembered how terrified the twins were of thunderstorms when they were babies. He sighed. How the hell was this going to work? "Okay, I'll be there in a sec." He sat up, and ran his hands over his face. Could he get dressed first? All he had on was his boxers. His clothes were already in the hamper. He put on a t-shirt, and carried the lamp into their bedroom. He heard a faint stirring behind the Chinese screen. One of the twins was holding up the sheets for him.

"Thank you big brother!" they chimed. Tommy blew out the lamp, and put it on the end table with the candles. "In between, please!" Tommy climbed onto the big soft bed and laid down between Ginger and Gigi. The satin sheets were kind of slippery, and had a wonderful musky scent. He laid his head back on the pillow, and the twins laid their heads on his chest and cuddled up to him. His hands came to rest on their hips. Oh boy, thought Tommy. This is not good. They were wearing thin tank tops and black g-strings. They were warm, and their hair had a sexy flowery fragrance. Their skin was so soft and creamy... this just wasn't going to work at all! He felt their fingers on his chest, and then on his stomach.

"Hey," he whispered. "No wandering hands." Ginger and Gigi giggled, and returned their hands to his chest.

"We're sorry," whispered Gigi. "You're just so different now. All muscular and manly. We're just feeling your muscles. You're all grown!" Tommy felt his cock immediately stiffen. "And you smell sexy," added Gigi.

"Thank you," he whispered. This was crazy. "I'm your brother, I'm not supposed to smell sexy." He gave them a reassuring squeeze and tried to clear his mind. Jesus Christ, their bodies were so curvy and soft. "Want to hear a, uh, story?" Tommy could hardly think straight.

"No, we don't want to hear a story," whispered Ginger. She looked up and kissed his ear. "We feel very safe and protected now, thank you."

"You're welcome," whispered Tommy. His voice was hoarse, and his cock was throbbing. Gigi slid her soft hand under his t-shirt. He felt her long fingernails. "Sorry," croaked Tommy. "I have to go to the -" He sat up, and his erection knocked into a hand.

"Tommy!" Gigi sat up and pleaded. "We're sorry, we're not trying to make you feel uncomfortable! Don't go!"

"Please stay, honey," added Ginger. They looked at him with their huge pleading eyes.

"I'm sorry," he apologized again. "This is embarrassing. I should go sleep in my own room." His tip of his cock was sticking out the top of his shorts.

"Lay back down hun," begged Gigi. "Please," whispered Ginger. Tommy laid back so he was propped up on his elbows, and the twins cuddled up. "Please don't be embarrassed. We're still your little babies, and we want you to take care of us. Please stay!" He was breathing hard now, and a few moments went by in silence. The thunder boomed again, and the room lit up with a lightning flash.

"Tommy." whispered Ginger. Her voice was very tiny.

"Yes?" he whispered back. 

"May I give you a goodnight kiss?"

"Of course," he sighed. Maybe the emergency was over.

Ginger sat up, her face above his. She was gorgeous and serious, and she looked at him for a moment. Then she leaned down and kissed him on the lips, and Tommy felt his inhibitions melting away like ice in the hot sun. He was drunk with their perfume and the heat of their bodies, and he surrendered, and kissed her back. Ginger's tongue slid between his lips, and he moaned. Their tongues slid together, and his arm closed around her waist and pulled her closer. There was a flash, and the room lit up for a moment.

"Tommy, we love the way we feel in your arms," Gigi purred. Tommy gasped out loud. The room lit up with a flash again, and their mouths met again. Tommy had never been so hungry for anyone in his entire life. A low rumble shook the bed. Ginger's tongue wildly thrashed against his.

"And we love the way we make you feel," whispered Gigi from beneath them, and he felt her fingers lightly caress his erection under his boxers. "You're so big, honey..." Tommy felt her tongue on the tip of his cock.

"Oh, fucking Christ," he moaned, and struggled a little bit.

"Gigi wants to taste you," cooed Ginger into Tommy's ear. "Do you like that, mister? Tell her to suck your cock..."

"Little baby," croaked Tommy. He took a handful of silky hair in his fist. Gigi purred as she took Tommy's eight inches between her lips. Tommy slid into her hot mouth, and he shook violently, images of the little twins in the bathtub flashing in his mind. Her little tongue slide expertly slid down his shaft, and Ginger slid her tongue along his lips and back into his trembling mouth.

The next thing Tommy knew, Gigi had thrown her leg over Ginger's head, and straddled his stomach. With one hand she pulled up her tank top, and her full breasts popped out in Tommy's face. They were round and firm, with big light pink areolas and hard little nipples. Gigi lifted tits with her hands, and put a nipple between Tommy's lips. He brought his teeth down on the stiff knob, then sucked her tit into his mouth. Gigi moaned loudly, and bucked her hips on his waist. His fist still around Ginger's hair, he felt her mouth moving up and down the length of his cock... Tommy felt like he was going over a waterfall.

A moment later, he exploded. Ginger moaned loudly, and he squeezed the hair in his fist harder and held her head down. Gigi's breast popped out of his mouth, he threw his head back and then groaned loudly, panting wildly as he shot stream after stream of hot semen into his sister's lovely mouth. Fuck, he had never had an orgasm like that before! He opened his eyes, and Ginger sat up. She raised her face to Gigi's, and she slipped her tongue between her sister's lips. 

Tommy was stunned to see his baby sisters sharing his sperm. They kissed again, and then Ginger gently slid her tongue into his mouth and kissed him. Gigi pulled her tank top over her head, and then Ginger did the same. "Baby, do you want to rest for a while?" purred Ginger. Tommy laid back and watched his sister slip out of their g-strings and curl up against him again. Their naked bodies were intoxicating. Tommy tried to slow his breathing.

The thunderstorm had moved away a bit, and the rumbling was lower and the flashes less frequent. "Tommy," whispered Gigi. "Your cum is so yummy!" She slid her hand down his chest and over his half-erect cock. He tried to talk, but just grunted a response.

"And there was so much of it," whispered Ginger. 

"And I'm delicious too," said Gigi, lifting her fingers to Tommy's mouth. He parted his lips, and she slid them over his tongue. Her pussy was dripping. Her nectar was delicious; sweet and musky. Gigi lowered her hand again, and then raised her fingers up to Ginger's lips. Ginger licked her fingers clean, and smiled at Tommy.




Gigi and Ginger Pt. 01



"Baby, we make love like this every night," cooed Ginger. "Our little pussies taste so good! Don't you think so?" Tommy smiled and nodded.

"You're both delicious little babies," he sighed.

"Our pussies are much tastier than our panties, aren't they?" she teased.

"How did you know about that?" Tommy asked. He was a little embarrassed.

"We could tell," she whispered. "That was so sexy! We were talking about what it would be like to have you in bed with us last night..." Tommy stroked their hips and behinds while they talked. Their big tits felt wonderful against his chest.

"And we heard you jacking off last night," said Gigi. "Tommy, you made us so wet. You sound so sexy when you cum!"

Ginger let out a big sigh. "Baby, what we're trying to say is, we're really wet and hot and need to cum too!" She rolled over on the big bed and spread her legs.

"Are you too worn out?" teased Gigi. She climbed over Tommy and buried her head in Ginger's pussy. 

"Oh sis," groaned Ginger, and threw her head back. Tommy decided that, in fact, he was not too tired, and rolled over between her legs too.

Gigi sat up, and Tommy ran his tongue down Ginger's slit. Her pussy was tiny and pink, with delicate labia and a little triangle of blondish-red fur above the hood. Her little-girl juice was intoxicating! He ran his tongue down to her little puckered asshole, then flicked his tongue against her clit. Ginger wreathed in front of him, and moaned happily. He was just about to move up and slide his dick into this gorgeous pussy when he felt Gigi's nose press into his ass, and her tongue slide back and forth across his anus.

"Oh my god," he grunted, and moved his knee up. He felt Gigi's hands spreading his ass as she continued to lap at his bunghole, and he flicked his tongue faster on Ginger's dripping pussy. After several moments, she squealed, and squirted a thin stream of liquid into Tommy's mouth. He sat up, and slowly swallowed her nectar. It was sweet, a little salty, and a little creamy, and it hit his bloodstream like a drug. His cock was standing at full attention, and twitching.

Gigi lay next to her sister, and opened her long legs. Tommy moved over a bit, and leaned forward over her. "Please," she whispered. Tommy slid his engorged dick slowly into Gigi's tight, slippery cunt. She grunted and hissed "Yeesss..." She was so tight! He threw her legs over his shoulders, and raised himself up a bit. Gigi closed her eyes, and he rhythmically slid his cock in and out of her pussy. My god, he thought, I'm fucking my little angelic baby sister... 

"Oh, so big," she cooed. Tommy couldn't hold back any longer. He began to pound his dick in and out of Gigi's tight snatch, and she threw her head back and loudly moaned. Wild with lust, he slammed into her, over and over again, as hard as he could for several minutes, then came with a loud grunt and collapsed on top of her. Both Tommy and Gigi were dripping with sweat. They panted hoarsely for several minutes, and Ginger curled up next to them.

"Mmmm," she hummed happily. "That felt like heaven..." She gently caressed her sister's face, and kissed Tommy on the cheek. 

"Oh my god," Tommy managed to say. "I can't believe it." Their breathing finally slowed and quieted, and he sat up. Gigi had squirted all over; their skin glistened with her cum. 

"Oh Tommy," whispered Gigi. "I've got your baby seed inside me." She ran a slim finger along her wet pussy, and lifted it to her lips.

He laid down in the middle of the bed, and the twins curled up on him again. There was a distant rumbling, and the windows may have rattled just a little. They could hear frogs singing outside, and they fell asleep in each other's arms.



Gigi and Ginger Pt. 02



A slight rattle from a window woke Tommy the next morning. The sun was up, and dappled sunlight fell across the three bodies on the big bed. The windows were fogged up; it must still be sultry outside, he thought, even after the storm. The house was silent. He was still laying on his back, with a twin snuggled under each arm. It all came back to Tommy's mind instantly; he and his baby sisters were lovers now. He had an incestuous relationship with the sexy, curvy naked sisters in bed with him. Tommy felt a sleepy stirring at his side.

"Mmmm, good morning mister," murmured Gigi. "Good morning sister."

"Good morning, darling," whispered Tommy. "Ginger is still asleep."

Gigi opened her eyes a little wider, and looked over Tommy's chest at her. "She'll sleep about ten more minutes," she said. She rubbed her creamy thigh over Tommy's penis. "You're all awake though," she giggled.

"I can't help it," he whispered. He took her beautiful face in his hands and kissed her tenderly on the lips. She was so gorgeous with those pouty lips, those pale blue eyes... Tommy felt her fingers lightly caressing his erection.

"I want to go down on you," she whispered.

"Here, let's do it this way," he replied, and turned and straddled her head. He leaned forward and Gigi spread her legs wide. Tommy marveled at her beautiful skin in the daylight, so creamy and delicious - he wanted to lick her all over! He took her little clit between his lips and breathed in her sweet musk. Her pussy was delicate and light pink, with small labia.

Tommy felt Gigi's tongue piercings tease the tip of his hard prick, then slide downward. She took his balls one at a time into her mouth, sucking on them gently. Tommy pulled her legs back slightly, and inserted a finger into his sister's ass. It was so tight and hot! He felt Gigi pull his hips down, and he spread his knees apart a bit in response. A moment later Tommy felt her tongue eagerly squirming against his asshole. Tommy sucking in his breath sharply, and then lowered his head and plunged his tongue into her tight pussy. Gigi's legs quivered, and he heard her groan just before he felt her tongue slide into his ass. Tommy slid his finger in and out of her tight silky ass while he flicked his tongue on her hard clit.

"Oh my god," gasped Tommy. Gigi was rimming him wildly, but she suddenly stopped and her legs squeezed around his head while she came. Streams of clear little girl cum splashed against his lips as her hips bucked and she grunted loudly. Then her legs collapsed, and he listened to her panting.

"Oh baby..." Gigi's voice was low and throaty. Tommy slid two fingers down over her clit and into her tight cunt, and he felt Gigi's belly clench.

"Oh, please, no..." she protested. Tommy sat up, and lowered his tight buttocks over his sister's lips. He immediately felt her tongue again, finding his tight bunghole and slithering into him again. My god, that felt incredible, thought Tommy, and he threw his head back and closed his eyes. He felt Ginger stir next to him, and felt her fingers pinching his nipples.

Tommy took his swaying shaft in one hand, and grabbed Ginger's long red hair in his other hand. He forced her head down.

"Open your mouth," he commanded. Tommy's voice was harsh and quavering. He thrust his hard dick into her mouth, and pushed down hard. Ginger gagged and gasped, and Tommy bucked his hips back and forth over Gigi's mouth.

He cried out loudly, and came with shudder. Ginger sat back up, coughing and panting loudly, as Tommy fell forward and rested his head between Gigi's legs.

Ginger stood up. "Are you okay?" asked Tommy.

"Of course I'm okay," she leaned down and kissed him. "I'm just going to hop into the shower. We love it when you get all rough with us."

"Yes we do," chimed in Gigi, from under his arm.

"You may have to talk to Cindy though," said Ginger, wrapping herself in a towel.

"Why do I need to do that?" asked Tommy.

"She poked her head in the door just a minute ago. She was watching when you came in my mouth."

"What!" Tommy was suddenly embarrassed. He didn't want to have to explain any of this to his stepmother yet... 

"You're sure." said Tommy, lamely.

"I'm sure," said Ginger. The thought didn't seem to disturb her one bit. "She's probably downstairs on her knees praying for us right now."

He followed Ginger out the door, and tip-toed down the hall while she went into the bathroom. Dad and Cindy's bedroom was dark; the thick drapes were drawn, and it was quiet. His eyes adjusted somewhat to the darkness, and he saw Cindy on the bed, laying on her back with her legs spread. Her blonde hair was loose, and her left hand was squeezing her breast. Her right hand was moving between her legs. He silently backed into the hall and closed her door.

Tommy returned to the twins' bedroom. Gigi was sitting on the edge of the bed, running a brush through her hair and looking out the window.

"What did she say? Was she all upset?" she asked. Tommy didn't know what to think of his stepmother being turned on by watching them. 

"She's in the middle of something," replied Tommy absentmindedly. "I didn't talk to her."

He was still thinking about Cindy. She obviously took care of herself; she was in great shape for a woman in her mid-forties. Blonde and tan was a classic combination, he mused. So she wears a bit too much makeup...

"Well, I don't care what she thinks," stated Gigi firmly. Tommy stood in front of her and she put her brush down and ran her hands down his chest. "I love how hairy and muscular you are," she purred. "and you have abs. Tommy, you should keep those if you can."

Tommy smiled. The conversation with Cindy was going to be really awkward, he thought. 

He sat on the bed right behind Gigi, and wrapped his arms around her tiny waist, pulling her close to him. She hummed with pleasure and snuggled on his shoulder. The three of them fit so perfectly together, thought Tommy. 

The house was quiet. Tommy couldn't even hear footsteps on the wooden floors or the television downstairs. He wanted to know more about his sisters.

"Can I ask you a personal question?" he asked.

"Of course!" whispered Gigi.

"How many times have you done this?"

"Big brother, are you asking how many men we've had sex with?" asked Gigi. Tommy shrugged, smiling. He was a little embarrassed to ask. "We've only been with two men," she whispered. "You and Daddy."

"Dad?!" Tommy was startled. He had no idea. Actually, he was kind of shocked.

"Of course Daddy," exclaimed Gigi, and turned her head to look at him. "That's why we went away to the Catholic school."

"I thought you two just got into too much trouble and Carol made that decision," said Tommy. He slid a hand up and took a nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

Gigi closed her eyes and rested her head on Tommy's chest again. "They both did," she murmured. "Carol wanted to keep Daddy away from us, and Daddy felt guilty."

Tommy thought about that for several minutes. Some memories began to make more sense now that he knew that. "I don't feel bad about this," he finally said. "I thought I would." And he didn't, thought Tommy. It felt like the most natural thing in the world, holding his baby sister like this. They fit together perfectly; emotionally, physically... sexually. 

"And we don't either!" said Gigi. "Not one little teeny tiny bit." She playfully kissed him and snuggled up. "We were afraid about how you would feel about us now, but when we first hugged you yesterday we knew!"

"You did?" Tommy was surprised again.

"Yes." she whispered. Then Gigi said, "It was a look in your eyes and the way your hugs felt." Tommy had felt awkward and happy, but he hadn't realized he had been quite that transparent.

"I'm off to the showers," said Gigi, and stood up. "I love you," she whispered.

"I love you too, little baby." Gigi kissed him, and Tommy fell back on the bed and closed his eyes.

In the daylight Tommy saw the thrilled and loving look that Gigi and Ginger had in their eyes when they kissed him now, as they seemed to do every five minutes or so. The endless flow of love that came from their every look and gesture was overwhelming. Those wide light blue eyes with those long lashes. Tommy also couldn't stop gazing at their wonderful naked bodies. He couldn't stop running his hands over their perfect pale skin and those beautiful curves. He loved the way their tiny waists accentuated their hips, and he loved their firm round breasts. Tommy idly wondered why they hadn't had lots of boyfriends. Men must swarm all over them when they go into town. Was Dad still having sex with them up until he died? He ran his fingers over his stiff cock while he thought about them together in the shower...

The door opened slightly, Tommy heard a knock, and he turned his head. Cindy poked her head around the corner for a moment, then disappeared.

"Cindy!" he called. Silence. Tommy didn't hear footsteps. Moments passed, and then Cindy stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. She was wearing one of Dad's big old flannel shirts.

She looked silently at Tommy. He looked back at her, and began stroking his cock again.

He stared silently at Cindy while she leaned back against the door, and lifted up the flannel shirt. She slipped her other hand into her black panties, and bit her lower lip.

As Tommy's hand moved more quickly up and down his hard shaft he kept looking at her. Cindy's eyes went back and forth between his cock and his eyes. Her hand continued its up and down motion in her panties, and her other hand went under her shirt to her breasts. She was breathing heavily.

Tommy stared at her as he arched his back a bit and spurted hot jizz into his fist. Cindy moaned daintily and bent forward, making an 'o' with her lips. They heard the shower turn off. Tommy sighed heavily, and leaned forward to reach for a towel. When he turned his head back towards the door, Cindy was gone. Had he really seen her? They hadn't exchanged a single word. Maybe this was all just a dream, he thought, a great erotic dream with his sisters that he had just become stuck in. Maybe he would lay back down and wake up in a motel somewhere! Tommy sighed. Or, he was just avoiding the fact that his step-mother found him sexually attractive and he had an incestuous relationship with his twin sisters. He suddenly felt very guilty. If this was really happening, he thought, Cindy will be downstairs waiting after I have a shower.

She was. Cindy was in the kitchen, and silent as Tommy came in and sat at the table. His step-mother brought him a cup of coffee, and they sat together in silence for several minutes.

"Tommy," she finally said, "you have a great future in front of you. You're a handsome, hardworking man. You could buy a house and get a great job here in town, or you could even rejoin the army."

"Rejoin the army!" 

"Tommy," she finally said. "I know what I heard last night, and again this morning." 

"Cindy -" Tommy began. Cindy held up her hand; she was very emotional suddenly.

"I know there is a history in your family." she said. Tommy waited. "I don't think y'all know what you're doing. That's all I'm going to say, except that I cannot live in the same house with this kind of sinful perversion. Please, don't throw your life away."

Tommy didn't know what to say. He wasn't sure how religion had anything to do with this, and he didn't want to get into a debate. Did he want to ask her how she was any less perverted, watching him jack off? He looked at her and sipped his coffee while Gigi came into the kitchen and took a glass out of the cupboard.

"I think Cindy wants me to move out," Tommy said to her.

"Why?!" exclaimed Gigi, and poured herself a big glass of ice water. Tommy looked from Cindy to Gigi, and then back again.

"Young lady," explained Cindy, "I just cannot live in the same house with this perverted behavior."

"There hasn't been any perverted behavior in this house," stated Gigi. "Not that I know of, anyway."

Cindy glared at her step-daughter. "Tommy, would you please drive me to my sister's house this afternoon?"

"Sure." said Tommy. "Where does she live?"

"New Orleans," said Cindy, and stalked out of the kitchen.

New Orleans, thought Tommy. That must be a three of four hour drive. He looked at his watch: it was almost one o'clock.

Ginger came into the kitchen. She was dressed just like Gigi, in jeans shorts and a t-shirt. "What's wrong with 'Mom'?" she asked.

"Cindy doesn't approve of us," replied Gigi.

"I know, but she says she's leaving." said Ginger.

Tommy was thoughtful. "She's having a rough time right now, and wants to go to her sister's house in New Orleans."

Ginger sat on Tommy's lap. "And no, we don't want to go to New Orleans today. Some other time, though!"

"You take her home," added Gigi. "We'll stay here and have a nice surprise for you when you get back!"

"What kind of surprise?" asked Tommy.

"You'll see," teased Ginger. "Maybe we'll try to cook something!"

"Just don't burn the house down," teased Tommy back.

"Okay," they cooed. "We promise..." The twins threw their arms around his neck and squeezed hard. "We won't try to cook anything!"

"Seriously," said Tommy, trying to look stern and not succeeding. "Don't burn the house down."

The drive to New Orleans was long and awkwardly quiet. After a few hours Cindy said, "Tommy, I cannot give in to temptation."

"You mean me?" asked Tommy.

"I'm sorry. What happened today was my fault, and it won't happen again," said Cindy. She had tears in her eyes. "I need to get my life together, and so do you." Tommy didn't want to talk about Ginger and Gigi.

"Well," he finally replied, "I certainly do need to get my life together."

About an hour later, Tommy parked the truck at the end of a long, tree-lined driveway and turned to Cindy. "Cindy, I'm not sure how long you're staying here, but let me know if you think of anything you might have forgotten."

Cindy sighed. "Tommy, you're a handsome, hard-working young man."

"Um... thank you." He waited.

"Don't waste your life away in sin like that. Please!" Cindy voice quavered. "Your sisters are a beautiful temptation, but that's not going to lead you anywhere." She turned to face him.

"I've never felt so right with anyone else," explained Tommy.

"You'll feel right and happy with the woman that God means for you to have," implored Cindy, putting her hand on Tommy's forearm and squeezing. "And when you're with that woman, it's not sin."

"Well..." began Tommy. He wasn't sure what to say to all this religious talk. He hadn't been to mass in years.

"Tommy, I've prayed to Jesus about you." said Cindy. She looked at him in the darkness, her eyes damp. "Please pray to Jesus, and see what he tells you." She leaned toward him, looking into his eyes. "And I want to you to know that I'm here for you. God has told me that he wants me to help you in any way I can." Cindy put her hand on his thigh, and leaned closer to him. 

"Well, thank you," Tommy said. "I will...um, definitely think about praying." He leaned back in his seat.

"Well," said Tommy awkwardly. "Here, I'll take your things in for you."

Cindy and her sister Katie tried to talk Tommy into staying for a late dinner, but he was anxious to get back home. When he left, Cindy stood in the doorway as he backed out of the driveway.

Tommy didn't get back to Vicksburg until after dark. There was a flickering light in the house when he arrived. The storm had stopped, but gusts of wind tore at the tops of the oak trees in the yard. Inside, he found that there was a blazing fire in the big stone fireplace, and all the windows were open.

"Hello," he called. All the lights were turned off. "I thought I told you not to burn the house down!"

"Welcome home, big brother!" called the twins. They were in the living room with the fireplace. Good lord, he could feel the heat even by the front door as he unlaced his boots.

Tommy walked into the living room. "Wow," he exclaimed. "Look at you." Ginger and Gigi had pushed all the couches against the wall, and the area in front of the big fireplace was covered with a huge white lambskin rug. The twins were laying on their tummies, their heads propped up and looking at him. They were adorably cute - and naked.

"We've been so hard at work all day," said Gigi. "Dinner's all ready!" There were bowls of fruit on the table, bread and cheese, and bottles of wine. True to their word, they hadn't tried to cook anything.

"You really have," replied Tommy. "You even built a fire. I'm impressed!" Not that he was complaining or anything. He loved the way the firelight played on their creamy skin.

"And now we can all make love in front of the fireplace!" said Ginger.

"And we need lots of tender loving attention," pouted Ginger. Their nearly dry reddish hair was splashed across their backs in huge curls.

Tommy sat down next to Ginger, and ran his hand through her hair. "And you're all clean and everything," he observed.

"We took a long hot bath," purred Gigi.

"Together, I hope?"

"Always," replied Ginger. "You should have been there," added Gigi.

"I should have..." mused Tommy. He lifted a small plastic tube from the rug. It was water-based lubricant. "Where did you two get this?"

"We stole it from Cindy's room after she left," confessed Gigi. Tommy pretended to be shocked. "I thought you might need it sometime!" she added.

"Well, I just might, young lady," asked Tommy. "What shall we do this evening?"

In response, Ginger rolled over between her sister's legs and looked up at her brother. Gigi spread her legs, and looked up at Tommy as well.

"It is a little warm in here for clothes, isn't it?" he mused.

Tommy looked down at Gigi, and slowly took off his clothes. "Sit up," ordered Tommy, and his sister kneeled on the fur. Gently, she reached out for his cock, which was swelling and swaying as he pulled his shirt off. 

"No, no," he again ordered. Tommy took the small tube from the pocket of his jeans, and walked around the bed. "Keep facing forward." Gigi sat up straight and shook her long hair. Tommy crawled onto the bed behind her. Her slim waist curved so beautifully into her hips... She tentatively reached behind her.

"Nooo," he drawled slowly, and moved up directly behind her. Gigi began to breathe more deeply; Tommy could tell she was getting excited. He took her hip in his left hand, and pushed her in the back. "Put your head on the fur," he whispered. Tommy lifted Gigi's hips, and took his now erect penis and fit it between her firm ass cheeks.

"Mmmm!" Gigi hummed with delight.

"Shhh...!" admonished Tommy. "Quiet, little baby... be as quiet as you can!" he leaned back, and gave her ass a sharp spank. Gigi moved her knees apart a little, and Tommy leaned down and quickly ran his tongue over her tiny pink asshole. He felt it tighten even more under his tongue. Tommy straightened, and opened the tube of lubricant, spreading a slick coating on his stiff prick. Then he squeezed a generous stream onto Gigi's puckered hole.

"What's that?" she asked nervously.

"Shhh! ordered Tommy again. He again gave her lovely ass a sharp spank, and then took his cock in his hand and pressed it against Gigi's asshole. She gasped, and he pushed the tip of his penis into her tight ring. It took a firm push, and the head popped in. Christ, he thought, she's really tight! There's no way I'm going to fit! It felt like he was going to split her ass in half.

"Oh Tommy," panted Gigi, as she squeezed the edge of the fur blanket with her fists. Ginger knelt down in front of her and put her hands around her face, kissing her lightly. Tommy pushed his cock a little deeper into that tiny hole, and Gigi squealed. He paused.

"Try to relax," whispered Ginger. Gigi's eyes were closed tightly; she was obviously in some pain. Tommy continued pushing his cock into his sister, and Gigi let out a shrill scream. One more push, and his pulsing prick was buried in her tight ass. He leaned forward and pressed his little baby sister down to the fur, keeping his prick all the way inside of her. Her shrill scream had ebbed, and she was now sobbing and taking deep ragged breaths.




Gigi and Ginger Pt. 02



"Oh Tommy it hurts!" she cried, and he laid down on top of her and kissed her cheek and wet eyes.

"Shhh..." he said, stroking her forearm and lacing his fingers in with hers. He gyrated his hips slowly, and Gigi grunted and took another ragged breath.

"God, Tommy, you feel so huge," she rasped. "It hurts so good..."

Tommy felt an electric charge go down his spine. His cock felt like an iron bar. He slid it almost all the way out of Gigi's ass, then smoothly and tightly all the way back in again. He pulled her right leg up, and slid his rod almost all the way out again. Gigi shivered and twitched beneath him. He pulled his cock out of her ass, and she turned her head; tears were streaming down her cheek and her long eyelashes were wet. Tommy grabbed a fistful of red curls and pulled her head back a bit more, and then pressed his cock against her rosebud again.

"I'm going to fuck your ass hard, little baby," he panted, "and then cum on your face..." He pulled back hard on her hair, and she gasped. "Are you ready for me," he whispered. Gigi nodded.

Firmly and quickly, Tommy thrust his big dick back into her tiny, slick tunnel. His sister cried out again, and he began thrusting faster and faster, grabbing another fistful of red curls and pulling back hard. Gigi squeezed her eyes shut and grunted loudly, every pounding stab pushing her forward on the fur run. Just as he was about to explode, Tommy pulled out, and Gigi rolled over and closed her eyes. He gripped his aching rod and groaned loudly, shooting hot white streams of sperm across her eyes and forehead.

Tenderly, Ginger put her face close to Gigi's and, holding her face in her hands, licked the salty cream from her forehead and eyelids. Tommy bent down to their faces, and Ginger slid her sperm-covered tongue between his lips in a lingering kiss.