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Linda and Lisa

By: callmQ67



Lisa and Linda Connelly were as close as two people can be--they were twin sisters. Identical twin sisters. More than halfway through their senior year of high school, they had only last week turned eighteen years of age, a substantial milestone for any young person. Yet because of their slender builds and innocent looks, they appeared to be closer to fifteen or sixteen than their true ages. They both had pale blonde hair and complexions to match. Their faces were cute in a girlish way, with small, Cupid's bow mouths, slightly upturned noses with a smattering of freckles across them, and wide hazel eyes that could be either blue or green depending on the light.

At age eighteen the girls' bodies had only recently begun to develop. They didn't start shaving their legs until age fifteen, and even then it was only a matter of doing away with the longer hairs that grew between knee and ankle: the hair on their thighs was so fine and pale as to be almost invisible. But then, overnight it seemed, the sisters found themselves with the cutest little bubble butts that filled out their jeans in a way they never had before, and waistlines that curved dramatically inward from their newly rounded hips. Their breasts, though, were just beginning to form. Their mother told them not to worry, that they were simply late bloomers like her. But they did worry. A week after their eighteenth birthday and their breasts were mostly nipple--very large, pink, puffy nipples atop slightly raised mounds. Both girls were very embarrassed by their small beasts and huge nipples, especially since most of their girlfriends had developed fully formed breasts years earlier.

While neither sister was terribly outgoing, Linda was the less shy of the two. The difference in their personalities was not great, but Linda was more apt to smile when talking to a boy, a little quicker to speak; her pleasure in the company of others more apparent. As a result Linda had gone out on many more dates, yet Lisa also had lots of practice kissing—with her sister. They tried to kiss like the women they saw in movies. That is, deep passionate kisses with their tongues swirling inside each other's mouths. After a date Linda would demonstrate the boy's kissing technique on her sister. These sessions would sometimes last late into the night with lots of laughing and giggling, as Linda imitated her current beau's make out prowess. Or more often, the lack of it. 

Linda often told her sister that she was a much better kisser than any of the boys she dated. But lately she'd been going out with a guy who seemed to know what he was doing. Jason was a new boy in school who actually treated the girls as separate entities, rather than simply 'the twins' as they were known by most of their classmates. Also unlike most of the other boys, he appeared not to mind that Linda didn't have large breasts. And wow! Could he kiss! When Linda showed her sister the way Jason kissed, it didn't make her laugh. Rather, it caused a stirring deep in her girlish loins.

As little girls they often slept in the same bed on very cold nights, or if one or the other woke from a bad dream. They continued to sleep together if the night was especially cold, or one sister needed to be comforted for whatever reason. This was one of those nights. It was a Friday. Lisa had been exchanging notes with a boy at school and she felt certain he would ask her to the dance that night, but he had asked their friend Andrea instead. Andrea had big tits and bragged about giving blow jobs. So Lisa had spent Friday night watching TV.

When Linda got home at midnight, Lisa asked to join her in bed. She watched as Linda removed her sweater and jeans, unfastened her training bra and pulled it off, and slipped a t-shirt over her head. As usual, Linda gave her a play-by-play of the evening with Jason.  

"You were in the back seat? Why?"

"So we could lie down, silly. That old car he drives is so huge I can practically stretch out in it."

"Oh. Then what?"

"Well," Linda went on, "he was lying on top of me, like this." She rolled onto her sister. "Then he started to kiss my neck, here." She demonstrated. "Then he kissed his way to my mouth, like this." Linda kissed her sister's cheek lightly until their lips met. "Then he started to kiss my mouth very lightly." Lisa felt a tingle as her sister's soft lips touched her own. "Then he just brushed my mouth with his lips, over and over."

"That's it?"

"No, listen. I kept thinking he was going to slip me the tongue any minute—he's pretty good at that—but he didn't. He just kept kissing my lips so softly. Like the wings of a butterfly were brushing them."

"Oh please! Did you just make that up?"

Linda giggled. "No, I read it in a trashy romance novel. But it was amazing! It made me really want his tongue. Not like that idiot Dave who stuck his tongue in my mouth so far that I gagged."

"Show me," said the shy Lisa. So Linda kissed her adorable twin sister the way she remembered Jason doing it. After a few minutes Lisa began to squirm.

"See!" said Linda. "You want more now, don't you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Lisa replied coyly.

"Yeah, right. So after a few minutes he started to use just the tip of his tongue, like this." Linda showed her sister what she meant, dipping her tongue into the other girl's mouth from time to time while continuing with the feathery kisses. "I was wanting him to kiss me hard by then, but every time I tried to put my tongue in his mouth he pulled back."

"You tried to stick your tongue in his mouth?"

"Well, yeah. I was getting pretty worked up by that time."

"You slut!"

"Ha ha, you're jealous. Do you want me to stop or do you want to hear the rest?"

"No, don't stop."

"Thought so. Well, after teasing me like that for a while, he kissed the other side of my neck, like this." Lisa gasped slightly as her sister kissed the smooth curve of her neck. "Then he sort of shifted on top of me, like he was trying to get more comfortable. But what he did was put one of his legs between mine, and then he started to move, like this." Linda placed one of her smooth naked legs between Lisa's and began to grind slowly. The shy Lisa reacted immediately. As Linda's hip rocked against her panty covered mound she could feel her nipples getting hard, and she knew she was wet. 

She tried not to let on how excited she was. "Oh my god!" she said. "Weren't you embarrassed?"

"Um, no stupid! It was making me really hot. So after kissing my neck he started to breathe in my ear." She demonstrated some more.

"Mmmm. I like that," said Lisa.

"Yeah, me too. Then he bit my earlobe gently, like this." 

By now Lisa was very aroused. "What did he do then?" she asked.

"Well finally, after I could hardly stand it any more, he kissed me really good, and we started going at it hot and heavy." Linda pushed her tongue into her sister's mouth. When Lisa responded in kind, Linda withdrew her own tongue and began to suck on Lisa's, almost as if her sister's tongue was a small cock. All the while the girls moved their hips in rhythm, pussies rubbing against each other's upper thighs. The lips of Lisa's sex felt swollen, and she could tell her panties were soaked. 

Linda stopped suddenly, and Lisa realized she had been moaning with pent up desire. "Okay," said Linda. "I think you're beginning to enjoy this a little too much." With that, she rolled off her sister and turned to face the wall. "I'm not a lesbian, you know, and I'm not a pervert. I was just trying to show you what it was like."

Lisa was crushed. Not only did she feel the sting of Linda's disapproval, she thought that with a little more stimulation she might have cum like that, with her sister's thigh pressed between her own. The girls had been masturbating together for years, but neither Linda nor Lisa had ever cum from the other's touch. Staring at Linda's back, Lisa said, "I'm not a lesbian, either. I thought you liked telling me about your dates."

"Yeah, whatever. Goodnight."

Linda fell asleep soon after, while Lisa lay awake crying softly. She loved her sister more than anyone else on the planet, and it seemed natural to her that they should be able to satisfy each other's longings. Who needs stupid boys? she thought. On the other hand, she was very curious about boys. What must it be like to make out with a cute boy like Jason? To have his mouth on her nipples? Oh, these horrible big nipples! No boy will ever want to touch them!

Sometime later Lisa had the most delicious dream. In the dream, she was making out with Linda. Her sister was on top, just as she had been earlier, but in the dream neither was wearing a t-shirt and their titties rubbed together as they kissed. Their legs were entwined and Lisa felt her sister's hip rubbing her mound, the lips of her pussy swollen with desire, her wetness leaking into her panties. Linda had then kissed her way down the soft flesh of Lisa's throat, kissed her shoulders, and moved lower, lower, trailing the tip of her tongue across the hollow of her collarbone and down her chest.

When she reached Lisa's breast, Linda kissed her puffy pink nipple tenderly, then licked it. She licked all around it until the engorged flesh was slick with her saliva, then blew on it softly. She moved to the other breast and repeated the process. Lisa felt that her nipples had never been so hard; that they were ready to burst. She wanted Linda to squeeze them and suck them, but she only went only licking and blowing on them, making her nipples harder and harder. And in her dream Lisa grew frustrated with her sister. Couldn't she see that her nipples needed to be sucked?

Lisa was in that state between dreaming and waking, when her sleeping mind was calling her back into the dream while her waking mind longed to satisfy the urges that her dream had aroused. Her hand reached for her breast and encountered a head of soft hair, and her waking mind was confused, but her dreaming mind pulled her sister's head down to her to her aching breast. Finally, finally, Linda sucked the hard nipple into her mouth, grazing it with her teeth. Oh, it was exquisite! The pleasure was almost painful--or was it pain that registered as pleasure? It didn't matter, as long as she kept doing that. Then the head moved away from her hand to her other breast, sucking and biting on the stiff peak, and Lisa pinched the first nipple with her fingers while Linda suckled at the other. "That feels soooo good," she said.

That's when she realized that she was no longer dreaming, that she was awake and Linda was really, truly sucking her tittie, just as she had wanted.

"Oh my god, Linda," she began.

Linda released the tender bud in her mouth and smiled. "Does that feel good, baby?"

"God, yes, but..." 

"Yeah. Look, I'm sorry I was mean to you earlier. It's just that...well, in church, and other places, they say that this is wrong. It's taboo, and it's creepy, and it's wrong."

"Do you think it's wrong?"

"I don't know. It might be."

"Then why..."

Linda looked at her sister, a little vexed. After a moment she said, "I woke up and saw that you were touching yourself. You had one hand between your legs and the other was up your shirt. I was about to tell you to go to your own bed if you wanted to do that, but then I realized you were asleep. And it...it started to make me really hot, watching you."

"It did?"

"Yes, you brat. Anyway, the more I watched, the more I wanted to touch you myself. And I decided I didn't care if other people think it's wrong. I wanted to see how far I could take you before you woke up. I pulled up your shirt..." Lisa noticed that she was still wearing her t-shirt, but it was raised high over her breasts "...and lay down on top of you. I had to move your hand away from your cootchie! I thought for sure you'd wake up! Then I started to play with your boobs..."

"So you took advantage of me in my sleep!"

"It wasn't like that," said Linda, exasperated. "I...I love you Lis, and I wanted to make you feel good."

"Oh, Lin, come here."

Linda moved up Lisa's body so that they could hug, and Linda kissed her twin on the lips. It was a chaste kiss at first, but the sisters soon felt the stirrings of lust. When Linda's tongue slid into her mouth Lisa sucked on it eagerly and their pussies rubbed together through the thin cotton of their panties. It was so wonderful that Lisa thought she could do it all night, but after a while Linda said, "Do you want me to suck your titties like I did when you were sleeping?"

"God, yes. Did Jason do that for you?"

"No way! I won't let him near these little bumps." Linda lowered her mouth to her sister's stiff, pink nipples. She grazed and sucked and nibbled on them like she couldn't ever get enough. Lisa was in heaven. She couldn't believe it was finally happening! She ran her fingers through Linda's hair as her twin sister pleasured her breasts. Her little pussy was drenched and she could feel her clit pressing against her sister's leg through the thin material of her panties. Lisa wanted to touch herself there very badly, or better yet, have someone else touch her there...

After teasing and pleasing her sister in this way for some time, Linda lifted her head from Linda's breast, a thin ribbon of saliva stretching from her lips to the tip of Lisa's swollen pink bud. "Does that feel good Lis?" 

"Oh my god, yes! I want to try it on you now."

"Not just yet. First I want to show you what else Jason did."

"I thought you said you didn't let him..."

"I said I didn't let him near my titties," said Linda with a wicked smile. 

"He didn't!" Lisa squealed. "He licked you down...here?" she asked, palm cupping the place between her thighs. 

"Mmm hmm. And boy was it good! You are going to love this!"

"How did he do it?"

"Well, after all that kissing and stuff he spent a while trying to get inside my sweater but I wouldn't let him. So he just said, 'Okay,' and started unbuttoning my jeans."

"And you let him?"

"Yeah. I told him I wasn't ready to go all the way and he said, 'Fine,' and just pulled my jeans right off. I was curious to see what he'd do next."

"So what did he do?" Lisa asked.

"He started kissing and biting all around my belly button, like this," answered Linda, and lowered her head to her sister's soft tummy.

"Oh! That tickles!"

"I know! He didn't do that for long. He started kissing the tops of my thighs, like this."

"Mmm."

"Then he spread my legs a little, and kissed the inside of my thighs, way up here," said Linda in a very low voice, and did it to her sister.

"Yes..."

"Then he nuzzled up against my cootchie with his mouth, and moved up and down and around, like this."

"Yes..."

"Then he started to lick me right through my panties, like this, and oh my god! It felt good!"

"Oh yes..."

"Then he said, 'Baby, I want to lick your sweet little pussy.'"

"Oh my god! What did you say?"

"I don't know what the hell I said, I was in such a lather. But I sure wasn't about to stop him. So he slipped his fingers under my panties, like this," said Linda, reaching through the leg band of Lisa's bikini underwear. "And he pulled them to one side, like this. And he said, 'Jesus, that's beautiful.'"

"Oh god. He did?"

"Yep. Then he licked right in that little hollow place, between the top of my thigh and my cootchie, like this."

"Oh god..."

"Then he did it on the other side."

"Yes..."

"Then he said, 'Let's get these out of the way,' and he pulled my panties down until they were hanging from my ankle." Linda hooked her fingers in the waistband of her sister's panties and slid them down her smooth legs. "He spread my legs again, and started to lick along the edges of my slit, up and down, like this."

"Oh yes..."

"And he used his elbows to move my legs apart even wider, like this."

"Oh..."

"And he put his thumbs on my pussy lips and spread me open, and started licking inside me." Linda dipped her face into the wetness between her sister's smooth thighs, working feverishly, even sucking the outer lips into her mouth, all the while looking up into her twin's face. Lisa's eyes appeared glassy and out of focus, her lips parted. She watched in a trance as her twin sister delved into her very core, lapping at the delicate pink folds, her nose pressed against the soft blonde hairs. Lisa had never been so aroused in her life. She was actually panting with lust. Her breath came in short gasps through which words could sometimes be distinguished.

"Oh god, Lin. Oh Christ. Oh fuck..."

After several minutes of sucking and licking, and even fucking her sister's virgin hole with her stiffened tongue, Linda raised her head to speak.

"He didn't touch my clit all this time, and I was beginning to wonder if he even knew about it. I was shaking I needed to cum so bad. But he knew, all right! Just when I thought I couldn't take any more, he started sucking on my clit, and I went off like a rocket." Linda lowered her head and gently sucked her twin sister's little button into her mouth, tickling it with the tip of her tongue as she did so. And just as Linda had earlier in Jason's car, Lisa exploded in the biggest orgasm of her life. Back arched, she thrashed and clawed at the sheets, stuffing a corner of the pillow in her mouth to stifle her screams. Wave after wave of almost unbearable pleasure washed over her. She grabbed Linda's head and thrust her pelvis up against her sister's mouth, riding the crest of one last enormous wave, before she dropped to the bed, still shuddering.

Linda lay down next to her sister and stroked Lisa's hair just as the first sign of daybreak began to show in the window. The whole lower half of her face was wet with her sister's musky effluvia and being so close together she knew Lisa could smell it. Lisa's forehead was damp with perspiration, an expression of dreamy satisfaction on her innocent face. Linda thought she had never looked more beautiful. Her shy twin surprised Linda by pulling her close for a kiss. And what a kiss! Lisa's tongue sought out its counterpart, the sisters sharing the tangy girl cum in Linda's sweet mouth. She even licked the excess from where it was spread over Linda's cheeks and chin.

Linda lay back on the pillow and smiled at her sister. "I guess you liked it, then?"

"Oh Lin, that was the best! I can't even describe how good it was."

"I love watching you get off." With a naughty gleam in her eye Linda asked her sister, "Do you like the way you taste?"

Lisa blushed slightly and said, "You know I do, bitch. And now I want to taste you, unless you're too worn out from your date with Jason."

"Fat chance! My panties are soaked I want it so bad. If you don't take care of me I'm going to do it myself."

"Good. Sit up. Let's take these off." The sisters sat up in bed and removed each other's t-shirts. "Now lie down so I can have my way with you," said Lisa with a growl.

A minute of two of giggling. Then: "Oh Lin, that's heavenly," as her sister chewed on Linda's stiff pink nipples. 

A little later Lisa stroked her sister's smooth thighs and spread them wide apart. The soft red light of dawn fell on the bed casting a warm glow over all. "Lin, your pussy is beautiful," said Lisa as she bent to taste her sister's gooey snatch for the first time. It was everything she'd hoped it would be. Salty, tangy and sweet all at the same time. Exciting and forbidden. She drank from her sister's cunt as if it contained the very elixir of life, and thrilled to feel that lovely body, virtually identical to her own, quiver with ecstasy. Still later, as Linda fell asleep in Lisa's arms, the love the sisters felt for each other was like no other feeling in the world.

Linda and Lisa Ch. 02



The following is a story about identical twin sisters introduced in 'Linda and Lisa.' It will be more enjoyable if you read that story first.

* * *

Linda and Lisa slept until noon on Saturday, bodies spooned tight together in Lisa's bed, their blonde hair mingled on the pillow. Their Aunt Nicole had looked in earlier and decided not to disturb them. Under normal circumstances she might have been troubled to see the eighteen-year-old sisters sleeping together—after all, each girl had her own bed—but since the death of their parents she knew that the twins had drawn closer together than ever. She thought it was sad and sweet that the girls found comfort in the warmth of each other's body. Her eyes had filled with tears for the thousandth time as she peeked at her sleeping nieces, and Nicole thought of her own dear sister Janet, the twins' mother. 

The girls' father, Ian, and Janet had been killed a year earlier when a negligent truck driver flattened their small car against a retaining wall. The parents died instantly, but the pain had only begun for their young daughters. Nicole had been happy to take in the two orphans even though it would be tough financially. Her husband, Tim, made good money when he was working, but was currently laid off from his construction job. He was out of work every year for at least a few months. The most aggravating thing about these layoffs, from Nicole's perspective, was that Tim didn't mind them. Though he made a show of fretting about the mortgage payments, he seemed content to let Nicole worry about the household expenses while he spent his days puttering around the house. Nicole worked as a registered nurse at the local hospital and her salary, combined with Tim's unemployment checks, barely allowed them to scrape by.

Nicole thought at first that Tim might resent having two extra mouths to feed, but that wasn't the case at all. He had been a caring, affectionate uncle even before the accident, and the twins had each cried on his shoulder many times since. Nicole's nursing position required her to be at the hospital for three twelve-hour shifts per week, from eight in the evening until eight in the morning. When she wasn't working she slept, often for ten or more hours straight, and she was glad that Tim was there for her young charges. She thought it was better that the girls weren't left by themselves. Even though they were legally adults, Nicole still thought of her nieces as vulnerable children.

Of course, Nicole might have felt differently about the girls sleeping in the same bed if she had known that under the covers Lisa and Linda were completely naked. She couldn't have guessed that the girls were sleeping late because they had spent half the night making passionate love to each other. How could she have known? The twins themselves hadn't seen it coming. Yes, they had often practiced kissing each other, but that was as far as it went—until last night. Now everything had changed. 

Lisa woke when the weight of her sister's head resting on her arm started to grow uncomfortable. Her first waking breath was full of warmth and sunlight and the smell and feel of Linda's hair brushing her nose. She found that her small breasts were pressed against Linda's back and her other arm was around her sister's waist. In fact, their bodies were fitted against each other from head to toe. Even their fingers were laced together. Memories of the night came back one by one, and Lisa smiled. Soon she would have to move, but for the moment she just lay and enjoyed being so close to person dearest to her in the world, and relived the experiences of a few hours earlier. 

So many firsts for her last night! Her first orgasm that was not self-administered. The first time her pink puffy nipples had been licked and sucked, and the first time her pussy had been eaten. Of course she had reciprocated willingly, eagerly. And all these experiences were especially sweet because they were with her with her beloved twin sister. After they had satisfied one another, bright morning sun streaming in the bedroom window, Lisa had asked her sister more questions about Jason. "So didn't he want you to do anything for him after...you know..."

"After he'd licked my pussy?"

"Such language!" Lisa giggled.

She had listened as Linda described taking Jason's cock from his jeans and stroking it according to his directions.

"What did it feel like?" Lisa had never seen or touched an erect penis.

Linda told her how alive it had felt in her hand, smooth and soft, yet stiff and hard, and how it had pulsed and grown even harder as she stroked it.

"Then what?"

"Then he asked me to lick it."

"Oh my god! Did you do it?"

"Yes. Then he said, 'Keep stroking it like that, and put the head in your mouth and suck on it like a Popsicle.'"

"You didn't!"

"Yes, I did. And after a minute he said he was gonna cum, so I took it out of my mouth and kept stroking, and he shot all over the place." 

Linda had gone on to tell her sister about the feel of Jason's hot semen on her hand and how he'd given her his bandana to clean it up. As these memories flooded through her, Lisa felt a tingle between her thighs where she was pressed against Linda's smooth round ass. She glanced towards the door and saw that it was open. Aunt Nicole must have looked in on them. Their aunt knew they sometimes slept together, but if she had seen them naked in bed...well, that would be harder to explain.

Linda awoke when Lisa freed her arm. She turned toward her sister, eyes still half closed. "What are you smiling about?" she mumbled.

Lisa's smile grew wider. "Don't you remember?"

"Oh god," said Linda. "I can't believe we did that."

"I know! Wasn't it awesome?"

"Yeah...but don't you think it was, like, wrong?"

"Maybe—but who cares? When can we do it again?" She pulled Linda's face close and kissed her.

"Cut it out, Lis! What if Aunt Nicole or Uncle Tim walked in? Look, hand me my t-shirt, would you? I'm getting up."

Lisa felt like she'd been punched in the stomach. "Linda, what's the matter? Didn't I make you feel good?"

"Yes," she said, pulling the shirt over her head. "It felt good. But thinking about it now makes me feel dirty."

"I was hoping we could do it again tonight..."

"I don't know Lis. You're my sister and I love you and all, but...you're my sister! It's...incest," she said, whispering the last word. "Besides, I have another date with Jason tonight."

"Oh. Jason. Of course. Well, sorry I asked." And with that Lisa flung herself out of bed, grabbed a t-shirt and stormed out naked towards the bathroom.

Barreling out of the room she almost ran straight into her Uncle Tim. She barely glanced at him as she stomped into the bathroom and slammed the door. He opened his mouth as if to speak, but no words came out. He stood as if paralyzed for a long moment, then knocked on the bathroom door. 

"Lis," he began uncertainly. "I'm sorry. I didn't know..."

"Just go away and leave me alone!" 

Tim slunk away toward the kitchen. He hoped that Lisa wouldn't say something to get him in trouble with Nicole. It was an accident; she shouldn't have walked out of her room without any clothes on. But on the other hand...goddam she looked hot! Living with his two cute nieces under the same roof for the last year had been driving him crazy, and now he'd finally seen Lisa's nude body. It was even better than he'd imagined. Oh god, that body! Pale skin, tiny waist, round ass...and those tits! They were almost all nipple. Huge conical puffy nipples, just as he'd suspected. So pink! They were mouth-watering.

Tim and Nicole were married when she was only nineteen and he was twenty-five. That was ten years ago. Because Nicole was twelve years younger than Janet she was closer in age to her nieces than she was to her sister, and the girls treated her almost like one. When Nicole married Tim he quickly became the big brother they never had. Little did his spouse or teenage nieces know about his fantasies, though. He wished Nicole wasn't working that night so he could fuck her while imagining Lisa's little body.

***

The day passed. Tim spent most of it working in the basement on a set of bookshelves for their modest living room. Nicole slept all afternoon to recover from her long shift at the hospital the night before. Linda went to the mall with a couple of friends. And Lisa? Lisa decided to stay home even though she had been asked to go shopping, too. Later, Tim and Lisa sat down to share the evening meal together. Nicole was still sleeping and Linda had not yet returned. Tim was still feeling awkward about catching Lisa undressed, but she seemed not to mind. She even teased him about it. Secretly, it gave her a small thrill to know that Tim had seen her naked. 

"That was naughty of you to sneak a look at me when I wasn't dressed," she said.

He took a drink from his beer before answering. "I...I didn't sneak. I was just trying to find out if you two were up. God, I don't think I've ever been so embarrassed. I said I was sorry."

"Hmm...right. You're just a filthy pervert, aren't you?" He knew then she was only kidding.

"I'm the pervert, am I? You're the one who put on a show for me this morning." 

"I bet it got you all worked up too, didn't it? Too bad Aunt Nicole's working tonight. That means you won't be getting any."

"Whoa! You're stepping over the line, little girl. What happens between Nicole and me is none of your business."

They bantered back and forth in this fashion until Nicole came into the room rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "What are you two talking about?" she asked.

As Lisa looked at him across the table, Tim shook his head 'no,' pleading silently with her not to tell Nicole what had happened.

"Oh, Uncle Tim's been a naughty boy," said Lisa, with a wicked gleam in her eye.

"Yeah? What's he done now?"

"I caught him checking out Mrs. Taggert again." Mrs. Taggert was the very buxom woman next door who liked to sunbathe topless in her backyard. Boys from the neighborhood were known to try to catch a glimpse of her ample charms through a gap in the hedges. It was a family joke because she liked to flirt with Tim, though he made it clear he thought the woman repulsive. Nicole and Lisa had a laugh at Tim's expense while he breathed a sigh of relief. 

***

Linda came home and gulped down the leftovers while Nicole was getting ready for work. "Lin...can we talk?" Lisa asked when they were alone in their room.

"We'll talk later, okay? I need to get myself fixed up. Jason's picking me up at eight."

"Fine." 

The twins didn't speak for several minutes while Linda dressed in a short denim skirt and her favorite cashmere v-neck over a white t-shirt.

Lisa finally broke the silence. "So are you going to let Jason fuck you tonight?"

"Lis! Jesus, that's an awfully personal question don't you think?"

"I would tell you if I was going to have sex. Maybe you'll just suck his dick again, huh?"

"You know, I'm not going to tell you anything about Jason if you're planning to grill me about it later."

"Never mind. Go fuck his brains out for all I care."

After Linda had left with Jason and Nicole had gone to work, Tim asked Lisa if she wanted to watch a movie with him. She was glad for the company and made popcorn for the two of them while Tim got himself another beer. Lisa got a soda for herself. They settled on opposite ends of the couch. Both were dressed for comfort in loose-fitting athletic shorts. Lisa wore a skimpy white camisole top and Tim an old t-shirt.

"What's the movie?" she asked.

"It's one that Nicole picked out, but we didn't have a chance to watch," he explained. "It's called 'Henry and June.'"

"What's it about?"

"Some writers living in Paris a long time ago. Sounds kinda boring, really."

But it wasn't boring. Lisa thought it was the hottest movie she'd ever seen. The story of Henry Miller and Anais Nin, the movie is full of nudity and sex, including lesbianism and a threesome.

About halfway through the film she got a beer for herself as well another for Tim. He was working on his fifth or sixth beer (he'd lost track) and was rapidly losing a grip on his better judgment. Lisa had always thought Tim was a handsome man in the way a girl thinks an admired older brother is handsome. Now, though, the unaccustomed alcohol causing her to feel a bit reckless, the blonde teenager considered her uncle-by-marriage in rather a different light. He was tall and well built, with a deep chest and big strong arms. His dark hair had flecks of grey, and a two-day growth of beard covered his square chin. It occurred to Lisa that Tim was a very sexy man.

About halfway through the movie Lisa observed something else about her Uncle Tim—he had an erection. The tent between his legs was huge! She had noticed him sneaking glances at her from time to time and finally realized what he was looking at: in making herself comfortable on the sofa she had put her feet up, and Tim was looking up the baggy leg of her shorts. Now she wondered if she or the action on the screen was the cause of his condition. Young Lisa was pondering her course of action when the movie ended and Tim got up to relieve himself. On his way back through the kitchen he asked if she wanted another beer. He returned with two ice cold long-necked bottles, handed one to Lisa and sat down, this time with one leg bent, his thigh against Lisa's foot. She noticed that his erection had gone down, and it occurred to her that she might be able to revive it. She began to move her foot lightly along his thigh as they chatted, holding her legs in such a way that her shorts gaped open even further. Sure enough, the tent rose again in short order.

Lisa was thrilled. It was the first time she had experienced the power of her sexuality—she had set out to excite her hunky Uncle Tim and had done it effortlessly. If it was that easy to give him a hard-on, how far then could she take the situation? The shy teen was feeling bolder than she'd ever felt with any boys her own age, and the alcohol had erased a good chunk of her inhibitions. She tried to picture his erect cock. Just how big would this thing get? What would it feel like in her hand?

She moved her foot from the outside to the inside of his thigh, and higher. No reaction. Tim was talking about his own high school days, dating and dances, and he went right on as if nothing had happened. If she wanted to find out about Uncle Tim's dick, it was now or never. Looking directly into his eyes, Lisa slid her foot up his leg and inside his shorts until it rested on something very hot and pulsating. 

"...so Baxter and me smuggled a pint of whiskey into the gym..." Tim was saying when Lisa's small foot touched his stiffy. Lisa was staring straight at him and the look on her face was like a challenge.

"Jesus, Lisa. What the..."

Lisa began to gently stroke his hard cock with the bottom of her foot. Hmm, she thought. No underwear. "It's 'Baxter and I,'" she said. "Not 'Baxter and me.'"

"Lis, what are you doing?"

"Oh, nothing. I just wondered what was making that big lump in your pants."

"Um...I think you know what it is."

"Well, I have an idea," she giggled. "But I've never seen one." Lisa summoned up her courage and said: "Would you show me?"

She had such a wide-eyed look of innocence on her face as she spoke that Tim felt he could almost cum on the spot. "Lisa, I don't think..."

"Oh, come on Uncle Tim, please? Show me. You saw me naked this morning."

"I don't know...you're my niece, for god's sake. It wouldn't be right..." But already he could feel his resolve slipping. His gaze shifted from her face to the shadowy place between her legs, and drifted slowly up again. Her nipples poked up through the thin material of her camisole, and he remembered how they looked uncovered. Oh fuck, this is crazy...

"I know," said Lisa. "You show me yours, and I'll show you mine." And before he could move she lifted her legs and tugged her gym shorts down and off. Tim just stared. His gorgeous blonde niece settled back with her knees apart, now dressed only in pink bikini panties and white camisole. Lisa heard his sharp intake of breath, but he didn't move. She could actually see his cock twitch.

"We can't do this Lisa."

"Oh please, Tim. Just show me. I'm not asking you to cheat on Aunt Nicole."

He closed his eyes. This can't be happening, he thought.

"Come on, Tim. I'll show you my cootchie." He opened his eyes to see the cute teen rubbing the front of her knickers. Lisa's fingers made slow circles over her mound. The better part of him said 'Run!' but he ignored it.

"You just want to look, right?" he heard himself say.

"Uh huh. That's all."

"I guess it can't hurt, if we don't do any more than that." It seemed to Tim that the devil was speaking through his mouth. He knew it was wrong, but in truth he wanted to show Lisa his cock. Tim had a very thick eight inch dick and every woman who'd seen it had been awed. Part of him could hardly wait to see the look on his young niece's face when he showed it to her.

"Okay," he said, standing. "I'll let you look. But just look. No touching."

Lisa sat up expectantly. Tim first pulled the t-shirt over his head. Though he'd gained a few pounds over the years, he knew women were still impressed by his muscular chest and thick arms. He stood in only his shorts, Lisa just in front of him on the couch. He hesitated for a moment, and the blonde teenager said, "Let me."

As he looked down at her sweet face, Lisa eased the elastic waistband of his shorts slowly down over his jutting manhood. Freed from its constraints, it pointed straight out from his hips only a hand's breadth or two from the tip of her nose. Lisa was enthralled. It was much bigger than she had imagined. From her angle it looked gigantic. "Oh my god," she whispered. Still holding the shorts halfway down Tim's thighs, Lisa turned her uncle a little to one side for a better look. The head was darker than the rest, and reddish in hue. It looks angry, she thought. And the veins! The shaft was bulging with thick, bluish veins, giving it a menacing appearance. 

She said, "No wonder I can hear Aunt Nicole screaming at night. You must be killing her with this thing."

"She hasn't complained yet," he grinned. Then: "Oh shit, you can hear us?" 

"Sometimes," she said, and added quickly, "but I don't mind." Lisa pulled the shorts down until they fell at Tim's feet. He looked down proudly as she studied his member. "Does it hurt?" she asked. "When it's all swollen like that, I mean."

He laughed. "No, it doesn't hurt. But if it stays like that too long, it starts to sort of ache if I don't, uh, take care of it."

"You mean you get blue balls, right? Do they really turn blue?"

He laughed again. "No, they don't turn blue. It's just not very comfortable."

Lisa was thinking that he'd already been hard for quite a while. How long until it became uncomfortable? Her curiosity grew unbearable, and before Tim could react her hand was around it.

"Lisa! You said you were..."

"I had to know," she said, looking up into his eyes. Just as Linda had said, it felt alive in her hand, throbbing. Some instinct took over, or maybe it was simply the memory of what Linda had told her, but Lisa's hand began to slowly move up and down on his shaft. She could feel the thin outer membrane sliding over the meaty tissue inside. It grew even larger. The slender teen stared in amazement. "Lisa..."

"God, it's so thick!" she said almost reverently. "I can't even reach all the way around it." She looked up at him again. "Does it feel good when I do that?"

"Yeah, but..."

There was plenty of room on his dick so she placed her other hand above the first and stroked it with both her small hands. "Do you like that?"




Linda and Lisa Ch. 02



"Oh Jesus, yes. Lisa, this is crazy..."

"It's getting harder," said the virgin teen. "And fatter." And Tim could do nothing but look down and sigh with pleasure as his young niece moved both her tiny hands up and down his thick cock. 

Seemingly of their own volition, his hips started to move in time with Lisa's hands. "Oh, fuck," he moaned. Eyes closed, Tim let the sensation take over and pumped his dick through the teenager's moist fingers. Just another minute he thought, then I'll make her stop.

Lisa could hardly believe it. Here she was, a shy innocent virgin, and her big strong Uncle Tim was panting and helpless to resist. She had never felt so sure of herself. She would show that bitch Linda a thing or two! But no...she could never tell anyone about this, even her twin sister. Especially her sister! Linda was already too freaked out. 

She glanced up and saw that Tim's eyes were closed. As if drawn by a powerful magnet, she leaned forward and licked the drop of clear fluid from the tip of his cock. His eyes popped open abruptly. "I just had to try it," she said. And looking up at her uncle, Lisa licked the tip again, then swirled her tongue all the way around the head of his fat prick. "Mmm. Just like a big lollypop."

Tim groaned. One of his wildest fantasies was coming true. Still with her wide hazel eyes locked on his, Lisa slid the plum-sized head into her mouth and ran her tongue over it. "Oh fuck," he said again.

Lisa raised her head from his cock and, still looking up, said, "Am I doing this right, Uncle Tim?" He nodded, and she popped the head back into her wet open lips. His hips began to rock once more, and Tim thrust his dick through Lisa's small fists, in and out of her mouth. The sensation was exquisite. She held his gaze with her own as Tim began to push a little deeper, urging a bit more of his thick cock into his blonde niece's pouting mouth. He could see her cheeks bulge each time his fatty entered. 

Christ! he thought. I'm going to blow my nuts if she keeps this up. It was so tempting, but, summoning all his will power, he pulled away. "Lisa, no! We can't do this! I'm your uncle, and I—I could probably be arrested. Besides, Nicole would kill me." Tim's shorts were still around his ankles and he pulled them up and over his rock-hard dick.

Lisa was stunned. To be rejected first by her sister and now her uncle—and in the same day! Besides, she was pretty sure Tim was about to ejaculate, and she wanted to see for herself what that was like. "Did I do something wrong?" she asked unhappily.

"No, sweetheart, you didn't do anything wrong. I'm the one who's a creep. You'd better go to your room now." 

Even as he spoke, Tim knew that he was perilously close to letting his dick rule over his brain. The frustration was agonizing. Lisa could tell that his resolve was not strong. She decided to give it one more shot.

"Okay," she said. "But we made a deal. I said I'd show you mine if you showed me yours. A deal is a deal."

"Lisa, please..."

"You don't like my body?"

"I love your body. No! I mean...we just can't...I can't..."

"I won't go to my room until I show you." And before Tim could stop her she ran into his and Nicole's bedroom. When he walked into the dimly lit room he found her lying across the king-sized bed, dressed in only the bikini panties and camisole. The sheets were still rumpled from Nicole sleeping there. Her scent lingered. "Don't you want to see my titties?" said Lisa.

"Lisa, don't do this to me..."

"I know they're not very big," she said. "but they're sooo sensitive." And she began to slowly raise the hem of her camisole.

"Oh god," was all that poor Tim could say.

Lisa lifted the thin cotton over her breasts, looking up at her uncle. "It feels so good to touch them," she said, rubbing her thumbs over the puffy pink cones. "And when I pinch them it makes me feel all weak inside." She sighed as she began to pinch her huge nipples. Tim's cock, having fallen to half-mast, stuck straight out again.

"Mmmm. Doing that makes me want to touch myself...down here." The virgin teen moved one of her hands to her pussy and began to caress it through her panties. "I bet you'd like to see that, too. Wouldn't you?" She was looking straight at him—or through him, it seemed. The beefy construction worker was absolutely powerless to resist. He found himself nodding. "Let me take these things off," said Lisa, and she sat up to remove her camisole. Then, lifting her hips off the bed, the blonde teenager slowly peeled her pink knickers down her thighs, lifted her knees, and slid the panties all the way down and off. She kept her eyes locked on his all the while.

"Come over here," said the naked girl on his marriage bed. Tim's resistance, weakened by alcohol and tempted beyond bearing, was vanquished. He moved as if in a dream to stand close to where his niece's golden hair pooled and cascaded over the side of the bed. Lisa cupped her small breasts in her hands, nipples pointed at the ceiling. "Touch them," she said, and Tim could not stop himself. He reached down and teased her nipples with his fingertips, making slow circles around them. "Mmm, that's nice. Now pinch them."

Tim squeezed those glorious pink cones between thumb and forefinger and saw delight reveal itself on Lisa's innocent face. "Yes," she said. "Harder." He could see his niece's mouth open and heard a groan of—was it pain or pleasure?—as he pinched her sensitive nips.

"Tim?" she said in a small voice.

"Yeah?"

"Suck on them for me? Please?" And Lisa's burly uncle fell to his knees beside the bed and began to lick and suck one stiff nipple while pinching the other. "Yes," she sighed. Her tender bud filled his mouth. "Oh!" she gasped as he nibbled gently with his teeth. Then he moved his face to her other breast. Without a conscious thought Lisa's knees fell apart, and the fingers of one hand found her moist slit. It was nice, but she felt she needed something more...

"Tim, that feels so good, but..."

He raised his head to answer. "What?"

"I...I want you to...I want you to be my first."

"Huh?" he said stupidly.

"I don't want to be a virgin anymore."

"Jesus, Lisa. No. This is bad enough. No way am I going to do...that."

"But Uncle Tim, Linda is out with Jason probably getting laid right now, and I don't have anybody. None of the boys at school like me. And I want it so bad."

Christ, thought Tim. Will this torment never end? Lisa looked so beautiful, and it was true that she spent most Friday and Saturday nights at home while her sister was usually out on a date. He rationalized that he would be helping to build her confidence. "I guess there is something I can do to make you feel better." He rose up from his knees and climbed onto the bed next to her.

"Oh thank you!" said Lisa.

"Don't thank me yet. You don't know what I'm going to do." Tim rolled on top of his slender niece, and began to lick and suck her nipples again. Using one hand, he moved her legs apart so that he could lie between them. Lisa sighed with pleasure. When her nipples were sore and glistening with his saliva, Tim began to kiss his way down her body. She giggled when he stuck his tongue in her belly button.

Lisa lifted her head to watch as he kept going, kissing and nibbling at the tops of her thighs. He could smell her arousal and it was more intoxicating than the alcohol in his brain. Spreading her legs further with his hands, Tim got his first good look at her pussy. Instantly, he was hooked. It was the most perfect slice of female anatomy he'd ever seen. The mound was sprinkled with light, downy blonde fuzz, but below that Lisa's sex was almost hairless. The outer lips were swollen with desire and reminded him of a ripe peach. The inner lips were barely visible, pale pink and wet.

Tim was hardly an artist when it came to eating pussy, but he understood the basics. He licked that moist snatch from bottom to top, his tongue brushing her clit on each pass. It tasted heavenly, and the thought that no dick had yet been in it made it even better. He lapped like a thirsty dog and was rewarded by a flow of musky girl juice. Shoving his tongue inside her virgin hole as far as he could reach, Tim tried to drink up Lisa's sweet fluid. Her hips began to rotate.

He might have licked that tasty morsel all night, but he knew Lisa was ready to explode. Using a forefinger, Tim began to explore the slender blonde's virgin hole until he encountered her intact hymen. His lips latched onto her clit and he sucked, swirling his finger just inside her tiny opening. "Oh god," Lisa moaned, grabbing his hair and pulling his face hard against her tender cunt. Her hips bucked off the bed and Tim's nose was mashed against the blonde hair on her mound. He didn't mind a bit. He looked up and met his niece's eyes.

Lisa came, screaming, "Yes! Oh god, yes! Lick me! Oh fuck!" Enormous waves of pleasure washed over her, lifting her up, higher and higher, as bursts of color and light went off in her head. It seemed to go on forever, but at last she fell back to earth, trembling. Her clit became unbearably sensitive, and she pulled Tim's head away. Her body was limp, exhausted. He moved up to lie beside her, and grinned when finally she opened her eyes.

"That was incredible," said his gorgeous young niece. She rolled on top of him and kissed him, their first kiss, and she could taste her own pussy on his lips. Her tongue dipped inside his mouth, and she reveled in her power when she heard the lusty growl deep in his throat. And she felt his stiff dick pressing against her thigh through the fabric of his shorts. 

Tim felt her smooth leg on his cock, and knew that if she didn't leave soon he would be lost. The knowledge that he had deflowered his young niece was something he didn't think he could live with. He rolled her off his body and quickly stood. "Okay, Lisa, you'd better go now."

Lisa looked hurt. "But Tim, that was so wonderful, and I...I didn't do anything for you."

"That's okay, really..."

Lisa slid to the floor, kneeling in front of him. "But I don't want to leave you with blue balls, Uncle Tim."

"Lisa..."

She placed both her small hands on his muscular thighs and caressed him. "Let me take care of it, Timmy. I want to make you feel good, the way you made me feel." One warm moist hand slipped up inside the leg of his shorts and grasped his hard dick. He didn't think he'd ever wanted a girl so badly in his life. What little remained of his good intentions evaporated in seconds. He didn't pick her up and throw her on the bed, but he didn't move to stop her, either.

Lisa looked up into his eyes as she stroked his thick cock. "Oh shit," he groaned. She withdrew her hand and slowly eased his shorts down again, just as she had earlier in front of the couch. This time when they landed on his feet he stepped out of them and moved his legs apart to allow her better access. Fuck it! He was going to enjoy this.

She began to stroke his cock. Without taking her eyes from his she bent forward and put the head in her mouth. "Oh god, Lisa," he muttered. Her other hand slid up the inside of his thigh until she found his balls. She hadn't touched them before, and the shy teen was fascinated. She hefted them in her palm. Tim's hips began to move to the rhythm of Lisa's hand, the head of his cock plunging in and out through the small 'O' of her lips. He gazed down into her eyes and he thought his cock had never been so big or hard.

Lisa could feel it getting thicker in her small hand and the sense of control was electrifying. The shaft was so thick she could barely stretch her lips around it, but she liked the sensation of being filled. The young virgin was thrilled by the look of helpless desire on her uncle's face. But Tim was not quite as helpless as she thought. "Stroke it with both hands," he said, and she did. "Oh yeah," her uncle grunted. 

Then he reached behind her head and grabbed a handful of her silky blonde hair. She grew frightened as he began to thrust deeper into her mouth. She looked up in alarm, her eyes watering. The tip of his dick bumped the entrance to her throat making her gag slightly, but he didn't try to go any deeper. "Just like that, baby," said Tim. "Yeah, just like that."

At that moment, Linda was letting herself quietly into the house through the kitchen door. It was well past curfew and she hoped that if Tim was asleep she could get to bed without having to make any explanations. She took off her shoes and moved silently through the dark house. As she tiptoed past the half-open door to Tim and Nicole's room she heard a murmur of voices. Oh shit, she thought. He must be up watching TV. She continued to her own bedroom where she expected Lisa to be waiting to hear the details of her date with Jason. Odd. Lisa was not there. She dropped her shoes and handbag on the bed.

Moving noiselessly back down the hall, she paused at the doorway to her aunt's room. She heard a male voice say, "Yes baby, suck it," and then a groan. Oh my god! she thought. He must be watching a porno movie! This she had to see. Linda slowly inched her head around the door. What she saw made her jaw fall open in shock. There was sex all right, but not on the TV. Her twin sister Lisa knelt on the carpet at Uncle Tim's feet. She had both hands wrapped around his enormous cock and he was thrusting it into her mouth, her hair in his fist.

Tim's eyes were closed but Lisa looked up at him with a rapt expression. He grunted, "Oh yeah baby, here it comes!" Tim felt that eating his niece's pussy and letting her suck his dick were bad enough, but coming in her mouth would be truly evil. He tried to pull away, and his dick slipped from her mouth. But she wouldn't let go of his cock, just kept on jerking it as he screamed, "Oh fuuuuck!" He looked down to see Lisa's mouth still wide open as he started to squirt. The orgasm had been building for hours, and it was a big one.

The first and second shots went straight into his niece's waiting mouth, but the rest landed on her lips, her chin, her throat, then her chest. Lisa's eyes didn't leave his face for an instant. Tim had never seen anything so beautiful. His knees wobbled and he almost collapsed. The slender blonde at his feet smiled and licked her lips. "There," she said. "Doesn't that feel better?"

Linda's heart was beating so fast she thought they must surely hear it. She moved away from the door and walked unsteadily to her room. It was too much to absorb. The twin sat on her bed, head swimming with images of Lisa's mouth around her uncle's fat dick. She had thought that her own news was big, but this...there was no way Linda could go to sleep without talking to Lisa about what she'd seen. 

She sat in the dark waiting for her twin sister. 



Linda and Lisa Ch. 03



Linda could hardly believe what she'd just witnessed, but there was no mistaking the scene that now scrolled over and over in her mind's eye: her twin sister Lisa on her knees sucking their Uncle Tim's huge cock. Linda tried to sort out the kaleidoscope of emotions that swirled through her, but to no avail. She was angry at Lisa and Tim for cheating on Aunt Nicole. Their mother's sister had been so kind to the girls following the death of their parents. She also felt personally betrayed, because she and Lisa had never kept secrets from each other until now. She wondered how long her sister and Tim had been carrying on. Linda refused to acknowledge another, particular kind of rage she felt, but it was jealousy. She was incensed that Lisa might prefer Uncle Tim and his impressive manhood to her own, more delicate lovemaking. Even though Linda had told her sister she was ashamed by what they'd done the night before, she wanted to keep Lisa all to herself.

On top of these feelings, Linda had to admit that she felt something else besides: lust. The sight of her slender blonde twin sucking their uncle's fat dick had made her very aroused. Linda had been hoping that Lisa was awake and ready to listen when she got home because she had her own stunning piece of news to relate. Less than an hour earlier Linda had lost her virginity to Jason, her boyfriend, and she could still feel his semen trickling from her body. Of course that information would have to wait, after what she'd seen in Uncle Tim's bedroom. Lisa, her shy quiet twin, had a lot of explaining to do.

Linda had no idea how long she'd been sitting there when she became aware that someone was in the bathroom just outside her door. She knew it was Lisa when she heard the tinkling of her pee, so different from the sound of their uncle's vigorous stream. She heard the toilet flush, and a few moments later her sister came into room and flipped on the light. She wore only a flimsy white camisole and pink bikini panties.

"Oh!" Lisa said. "I didn't know you were here...how long have you been home?"

"Long enough."

"Wha—what do you mean?"

"Don't play stupid, Lis. I saw you. With Uncle Tim. I was looking in just when he...uh..."

Lisa's eyes grew wide as her hand flew up to cover her mouth. "Oh my god! You were spying on us?"

"I wasn't spying. When I got home I heard noise coming from Nicole and Tim's room. I just peeked in to see what was going on, and just then he..." Linda tried to think of a tactful way to express it. She couldn't. "He squirted all over your face!" she concluded.

Lisa was horrorstruck. "I can't believe you saw that."

"How could you do this to Aunt Nicole? Are you fucking him too? How long has this been going on?"

"It was just tonight, honestly. And no, I'm not fucking him. I never planned for this to happen. We had a few beers and I asked him to show me his...his penis. Because I had never seen one when it's, um, hard. Then things just got a little out of control."

"A little out of control!" Linda snorted. "It looked to me like you knew exactly what you were doing." She thought for a moment. "Just how did you know what to do? Are you sure you haven't done it before?"

"Never, I swear. I only knew what you told me about Jason, and the rest...just seem to come naturally."

"Just came naturally huh? Well you little slut." But Lisa was relieved to see her twin smile as she spoke, softening the impact of the harsh word. Linda sighed. She pulled off her sweater, then unzipped and stepped out of her skirt. "I'm tired," she said. "I'm going to bed. Lisa, will you sleep with me tonight? I have something to tell you, and I'm feeling kind of...well, I don't know what I'm feeling, exactly."

This was not an unusual request. The sisters often slept together when they felt upset or sad, which was frequently the case since their parents had been killed in a car accident a year earlier.

"Sure Lin," Lisa replied, and slipped under the covers with her sister. They snuggled together, feeling the warmth of each other's body. "What is it you want to talk about?"

There was a pause as Linda seemed to gather her thoughts. "Lis, Jason and I, we...we did it tonight."

Linda heard a sharp intake of breath. "You mean..."

"Yep. I'm not a virgin anymore."

"Oh my god! That's so exciting!" Lisa hugged her sister tight. "You're, like, all grown up now. Was it good? Was it everything you thought it would be?" 

"It was really good," Linda said quietly.

"So what's the problem? Wait—let me guess. You feel guilty, right? You think you've committed a sin and you're going to be punished for it?"

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe. But it's more than that. I'm afraid that Jason only wanted to fuck me, and now that we've done it, he's going to dump me...I don't know if he really loves me."

Lisa could tell that her sister was close to tears. She wanted to ask Linda a million other questions about her first fuck, but she knew this was not the right moment. "Oh Lin," she said, stroking her sister's hair. "I don't know if he loves you or not, but if he doesn't he's a fool. You know I love you, and if he doesn't treat you right we'll kick his ass."

Both girls laughed, and Linda pulled her sister's face close to kiss her. "Thanks, Lis," she said. "I'm sorry I got all emotional on you."

"That's okay. After all, it's a big deal what you did tonight. It can happen only once in your life. I would think it was weird if you didn't get emotional."

Lisa wondered if it was safe now to ask the questions that were fairly bursting from her, but Linda beat her to the punch. She said: "Don't you want to hear the details?"

"God yes! Tell me everything!" So Linda did her best to describe the evening; how they had gone to Jason's house because his parents were out, how he had produced a chilled bottle of champagne from under his bed and lit candles in his bedroom (much better than the back of his car) and undressed her slowly, and how she had decided that this was the right time.

"But what was it like having him, you know, in you?"

"I don't know if I can describe it...I felt so—so filled with him. This is going to sound corny, but it was like he entered my soul, not just my body. Does that make sense?"

"Yeah. Wow." Lisa couldn't help imagine what her own first time might be like. But she had no boyfriend, and no immediate prospects. Of course, there was Uncle Tim...

Her thoughts were interrupted as Linda began, "There's something else, though. As good as it was...I didn't..."

"Didn't what?"

"I didn't have an orgasm."

"But you said it felt good."

"Yes, it felt good, but it just didn't...work for me like his tongue."

Or my tongue, thought Lisa. But she said: "I guess that's not surprising. You had so many other things to think about."

"Right. What I'm trying to tell you is—I need to get off! So do you want to mess around, or do I have to take care of it myself?"

Lisa grinned in the dark. "I thought you'd never ask," she said.

With that, Lisa rolled on top of her sister. "I love you, sis," she said.

"Yeah, whatever. Just shut up and kiss me."

Lisa giggled and found Linda's mouth with her own. The girls had been kissing each other for years, and each knew what the other liked best. Lisa brushed her lips playfully across those of her twin, then bent to kiss her neck. The kiss quickly turned from playful to passionate. Lisa forced her tongue into Linda's mouth and explored every part of it. Their hips ground together and each could feel the other's stiffened nipples through the material of their tops. 

Lisa was feeling frisky. She pushed herself up so that she sat astride her sister and pulled off her own camisole. Then she grabbed the hem of Linda's t-shirt and yanked it up over her body, diving at her nipples and sucking one, then the other into her mouth. Linda cried out, "Oh!" when her sister's teeth fastened onto one of her hard pink buds, but she didn't ask for tenderness. She returned the favor by pinching Lisa's nipples cruelly with her fingers.

"Bitch!" Lisa growled.

"Slut!" came the reply.

Lisa slid down her sister's body. "Let's get these out of the way," she said, gripping the waistband of her twin's cotton knickers.

"Wait!" Linda said. "Jason's...stuff is still leaking out of me."

"Mmm. Really?" She pulled Linda's bikini panties roughly down to her knees. "I wonder if it tastes the same as Uncle Tim's?" and slid the bit of material down over her sister's feet.

Linda gasped, but whether with shock or arousal she couldn't tell. The very idea was so filthy to her—that her twin sister, so quiet and soft spoken, would consider going down on her now—yet she could feel her body respond like never before. Her nipples ached and she used her own hands to squeeze them. Her head seemed to swim, her pussy throbbed with need.

Lisa pushed her sister's thighs apart and lay between them. Her face was just above Linda's slippery gash, and the pungent aroma of mixed sexual fluids was almost overpowering. She kissed the tops of Linda's thighs, and her lips came away wet. In the moonlight from the window she could see the plump lips of Linda's pussy, swollen with desire and slick with Jason's cum. Moisture glistened in the pink folds of her slit. 

With the tip of a forefinger Lisa traced the edges of her sister's labia. Linda shivered. She looked down and saw a face, virtually identical to her own, poised over her simmering mount of Venus. "That's so fucking sexy," said her shy twin. Looking up at her sister, Lisa lowered her tongue to Linda's cunt. 

"Oh god..." Linda sighed, as her sister's mouth covered her sopping hole. She could hear the wet sounds of Lisa lapping up Jason's cum, and she felt the need in her building fast. "Oh yes," she hissed. "Oh baby, yes...lick me..." When Lisa's tongue touched her clit, she came instantly. "Oh fuck yes!" she cried. Lisa moved away from her sister's clit and cupped her tongue to catch Jason's seed, now mixed with Linda's girl juice.

Linda was still trembling from her orgasm, but Lisa didn't stop. She slipped a finger into her sister's fuckhole and twisted it around. "You feel different," she said. "I can get my finger all the way inside you."

"Oh Jesus, Lisa..."

"I wonder if I can fit two fingers? Oh, yeah." Linda could hear the squelching of her dripping snatch as Lisa finger-fucked her. "Oh my god," Lisa said. "His cum is running out of you and down my hand." She withdrew her fingers and licked them. "Mmmm," she said, pushing them back into the messy opening. "You should try it."

"You're crazy," Linda said. But when Lisa raised her slimy fingers to her sister's mouth she sucked on them. It was by far the filthiest thing she'd ever done.

Lisa shoved her fingers back into her sister's pussy and found her g-spot. She only discovered it by chance exploration—a subtle washboard texture on the otherwise smooth walls of Linda's vagina. She stroked that spot with her fingertips while her tongue circled Linda's clit. Most of Jason's cum had drained out by now, and the juice that Lisa slurped was her twin's sweet nectar.

"Oh fuck, Lis! I'm gonna cum again! Oh god...oh god...oh yes, fuck me! Ohh—yeaaahhh!" the slender blonde twin cried. It was the most intense orgasm of her young life, an explosion that seemed to hurdle her off the bed and up to the heavens, where she drifted on a cloud of pure ecstasy. After what seemed an eternity she drifted back to earth, and found that her sister's head was still between her legs, gently lapping up the runoff from her newly plowed furrow. Her head fell back on the pillow, her body limp as a wilted iris petal.

When Lisa finished cleaning up her sister's pussy, she slithered up the mattress to lie beside her. "That was fucking incredible," Linda said. "I've never felt like that before. Come here." And Lisa leaned in to receive a kiss—a gentle kiss on the lips, without any heat in it. "I hope you're not expecting me to reciprocate, at least not tonight. I don't think I can move right now."

Lisa giggled. "That's okay," she said. "I think I can wait. Uncle Tim kinda wore me out with his tongue a little earlier."

"You little whore!" said Linda, and they both laughed. They didn't know that Tim was standing just outside their door listening to every sigh and whisper.



Linda and Lisa Ch. 04



The next day was Sunday and the girls slept in late. Tim made breakfast for Nicole when she came home from her hospital shift a little after eight. Then she, too, had gone to sleep. Tim sat at the kitchen table with his coffee and went over the events of the night before. It was almost too much to believe, yet it had actually happened. He had eaten Lisa's pussy, and she had sucked him off. As if that wasn't enough, what he'd heard at the girls' bedroom door later was impossible to interpret in any other way...he noticed that his dick was hard just from thinking about it.

Tim didn't want to be there to face Lisa when she woke up. She had been drinking the previous night, and it was possible that she regretted what they'd done. Maybe she would even accuse him of molesting her. He could imagine trying to explain it to Nicole. "But she seduced me!" Even though at eighteen Lisa was considered an adult, he knew that would never fly with his wife. He left a note saying he'd be back in time for dinner.

All afternoon he tortured himself with the possible scenarios that he might confront when he got home. He loved his wife, and didn't want to ruin their marriage because of one ill-advised night of fooling around with his niece. Yet at the same time...he wondered if Lisa would do it again. Every time he closed his eyes he could picture her sweet virgin pussy, or her lips wrapped around his cock.

Yet all seemed normal when he got home. Nicole greeted him with a kiss, and asked where he'd been.

"Oh, you know, here and there. I stopped in the lumber yard and priced that crown molding for the living room."

"That took all afternoon?"

"I did some other errands. Picked up a case of beer." In fact, Tim had spent most of the afternoon shooting pool with his friend Brad.

"Naturally. You can't be bothered to find a new job, but god forbid you should go a day without beer."

Yep, everything's normal, Tim thought. "Honey, let's not fight," he said. "Why don't you relax while I make dinner?" She gave him a steely look, but agreed. And the dinner turned out pretty good: grilled chicken breasts, rice and green beans. 

Nicole was able to put her feet up for an extra hour before work, which put her in a much better frame of mind. Tim held his breath through most of dinner, still afraid that Lisa would blurt out the whole story to her aunt. She said nothing, but halfway through the meal she gave him a sly wink, and Linda, sitting across from her, saw it and grinned. Oh shit, Tim thought. Linda knows, too.

After dinner, while the twins washed the dishes, Tim followed Nicole into their bedroom. He thought that if he had sex with his wife, maybe he wouldn't be tempted by Lisa. He sat on the bed and watched her change into work clothes, which aroused him. When she had donned just bra and panties he pulled her to his lap. Kissing her neck he said, "Let's lock the door. You have time."

Nicole laughed, but got to her feet. "No, I don't have time. I'm picking up Jean on the way, her car's in the shop. Besides, I just took a shower." 

"Ah baby, it's been a week."

"I know, but this is my last shift until Thursday. Can you wait until tomorrow night?"

"Sure, I guess," he said, but he looked so disappointed that Nicole hugged and kissed him.

"I love you, Timmy."

"I love you too, babe."

When Nicole left, Tim thought it better that he wasn't around the house. The next day was a school day, and the twins were staying in for the evening. He called Brad and made plans to watch a game on TV, taking a six-pack of beer with him.

Linda and Lisa spent the evening doing the sorts of things that teenaged girls do: school work, downloading music to their iPods, and talking on the phone. Mostly talking on the phone. But Linda didn't share with any of her friends the fact that she'd lost her virginity, and Lisa certainly wasn't about to tell anyone about the tryst with her uncle. When bedtime drew near, Linda worked up the nerve to ask her sister a question.

"Lis, will you help me with something?"

"That depends. How much are you gonna pay me?"

"Don't be like that. I would help you if you asked."

"Okay, okay. What is it?"

"Well..." Linda hesitated. "When I was with Jason last night, he asked me if I would, uh...shave."

"Shave? You mean he wants you to shave your cootchie?"

"Uh huh. And when did you start using words like that? Sometimes I wonder if we're even related..."

"Right, Miss Priss," Lisa scoffed. "You're the one who's thinking about shaving just to please her boyfriend. What is it you want me to do, anyway?"

"Well...I wondered if you would do the, um, actual shaving part. Because I'm afraid of cutting myself," she added quickly. "You know how careless I am when I shave my legs. You're much better at it than I am."

"Flattery..." Lisa started to say, but Linda cut her off.

"Oh, please? Then I can do you—if you want."

Lisa considered the idea. "All right," she said. "I'll do it. And you're right--you are too careless with a razor. I'll shave myself if I decide I like it." 

The sisters went to the small bathroom they shared to gather towels, shaving cream, and disposable razors. "Hmmm," Lisa thought aloud. "It's too cramped in here. Let's use Nicole and Tim's bathroom. Then you can sit up on the counter next to the sink."

"But what if Uncle Tim comes home?"

"He won't. It's only ten o'clock, and you know what happens when Aunt Nicole is working and he goes to Brad's house." 

Linda knew. He usually got drunk and came home well after midnight.

"Okay, let's go."

They marched through the house and through their aunt and uncle's bedroom to the master bath. The room was much more luxurious than their own small bath, and had a long counter top with 'his and hers' basins. "Sit up here," said Lisa, patting the space between the two sinks, while filling one with hot water. Linda peeled off her jeans and panties and sat on a towel, leaning back against the big mirror.

"It's funny," said Lisa. "It was only a few years ago we were so happy when this hair started to grow. We felt so grown up." Like the other outward signs of adolescence, Lisa and Linda had acquired pubic hair much later than most of the girls they knew. Lisa stepped into the adjacent bedroom and came back with the low seat from Nicole's dressing table. Fully dressed, she sat. Resting a hand on each of her sister's smooth knees she said, "Let's have a look."

Linda spread her legs. "Wider," commanded her twin, "and slide down a bit." Linda scooted her little round butt closer to the edge of the counter until she was forced to use a hand under each knee to hold her legs up. Lisa could now see every detail of her sister's pink cleft illuminated in the bright lights. The hair was mostly confined to the mound above the lips themselves, blonde and sparse. "This shouldn't be too hard," said Lisa, and lathered the whole area with foam.

"That's cold," admonished Linda as the razor began to slide over her mound.

"Sorry," answered her twin, and rinsed the blade in hot water. Stroke by stroke, the hair disappeared. Lisa used a wet washcloth to wipe the area clean, looking for stubble. There was none.

"Okay, this is the tricky part," she said, lathering the lips of her sister's pussy.

"Be careful," Linda said, though it was hardly necessary—Lisa's brow was furrowed with concentration. As her sister pulled and stretched the lips of her snatch, Linda began to feel the need grow inside her: she closed her eyes and remembered her sister's tongue burrowing in her slit. Lisa glanced up and saw that Linda's eyes were closed.

"Almost done," she said. In fact, the pouting lips were almost free of hair to begin with, but Lisa took her time, making sure to get every last blonde strand. Linda looked down when she felt the washcloth rinsing her clean. "Oh my god," said Lisa. "You look just like a little girl again." 

Linda touched herself, sending a tingle through her body. She liked the way it felt with no hair to interfere with her probing fingers. Her slit, now completely devoid of hair, was more sensitive than ever, and she felt herself begin to get wet.

"Can I touch it?" Lisa asked.

"Sure," said Linda. She leaned back against the mirror and held her legs wide apart. Her clit began to pulsate as Lisa ran her fingers over the smooth puffy lips. Lisa caressed her sister's moist labia with the tip of one finger and spread the wetness over her clit. "Oh shit," Linda said. "That feels good." Her labia began to open like the petals of a flower.

Lisa bent forward and looked into her sister' eyes as she lowered her face to the steaming triangle, breathing in the scent of arousal. Linda couldn't help but gasp when Lisa's tongue made contact with her delicate pink folds. Unlike the urgency of her lovemaking the previous night, Lisa seemed content to explore every ridge and crevice of her sister's now-smooth pussy. In her undisguised need, Linda whimpered like a hungry child.

"Oh Jesus that's good!" she cried. "I love the way your tongue feels on my cunt!"

Lisa had never heard her sister use that word before, and she made hungry sounds of her own as she stabbed her tongue as far as she could into Linda's sopping hole. With her nose pressed against Linda's shaven mound, it seemed all her senses were filled with her sister's smooth hairless gash. Linda's cream was flowing and she could hear Lisa lapping it up like a thirsty dog. Finally, Lisa began to lick her clit, flicking her tongue across it again and again, then sucking it gently between her lips. 

"God damn it, yes! Lis, fuck me with your fingers! Fuck me like you did last night!" Her sister complied, slipping first one, then two fingers into Linda's hot wet fuckhole. The tips of her curled digits quickly found the lightly corrugated spot hidden in the humid darkness, and Linda's arousal jumped instantly to a higher octave. Lisa encircled her sister's clit with her soft lips as she worked her fingers in and out, caressing that mysterious spot again and again.

"Oh god yes! Fuck me harder! Yeah, like that! Yeah...oh god...oh god...OH FUUUUCK!" screamed Linda as she came. And Tim, watching just outside the bathroom window, had to unzip the fly of his jeans and release his swollen cock.

He had been standing there for ten minutes or more. On arriving he'd noticed that the light was on in his bathroom. Strange—he had been expecting that corner of the house to be in total darkness. But no, it was definitely the master bathroom window that glowed through the branches of a large rhododendron. Tim had left Brad's much earlier than usual, not wishing to be hung over when Nicole got home from work. He had consumed five beers; enough to make him reckless, but not so much, he hoped, to make him feel like shit in the morning.

Seeing the light in his bathroom he had stolen quietly through the backyard to investigate. Knowing that the girls sometimes liked to bathe in the big Jacuzzi tub there, he had peeked in hoping to see one of them in a state of glorious undress. Because the shrub shielded the window from neighbors' prying eyes, they hadn't bothered to close the blinds completely, and the window was open. Tim had squeezed carefully between the house and the rhododendron's fragile branches. 

Lo and behold, he saw both twins—one seated between the other's legs. He didn't know which twin was which, but soon realized what they were up to. One lovely blonde teenager was shaving the other's pussy! When the shaving was done, the scene had quickly evolved into one of frantic Sapphic lovemaking. Their identities were made clear when Linda cried out her sister's name. "I'll be damned," he said to himself. "That little Lisa..."

As he watched, Linda sat up and raised both hands to her sister's face, drawing her close for a kiss. "Wow," she said. "That was awesome."

"So do you think Jason will like your pussy all smooth like that?" giggled Lisa.

"Will he ever! I hope...I hope he makes me cum like you do."

"Yeah, and right now I want you to make me cum—you owe me! You went to sleep last night after I got you off. Now it's my turn."

"Okay," agreed Linda. "But we should go to our room. I'm afraid Tim will come home and find us in here."

"Would that be so terrible?" asked Lisa with a wicked smile.

"Oh my god!" cried Linda, stepping into her panties. "What has come over you?"

"Give me a break. Don't pretend you've never lusted over Uncle Tim before... and did you see the size of his dick? I bet it's bigger than Jason's."

That quieted Linda. She said nothing as they walked out of Nicole and Tim's bedroom. It was true: when she'd seen Lisa sucking Uncle Tim's cock she could hardly believe how big it was—certainly longer than Jason's, and much, much thicker.

As if on cue, the door opened and Tim walked in. "Hi girls," he said, a little too loudly. Noticing that Linda wore only a t-shirt and panties, he covered his eyes and spoke with mock gallantry, "Terribly sorry to barge in like this. How rude of me." Thus blinded, he failed to observe Lisa's book bag near the door. His feet became tangled in the straps and the twins watched as their burly uncle sprawled full length on the kitchen floor. 

Gales of laughter flooded Tim's ears. Lisa, still laughing, walked over to her uncle and offered to help him to his feet. He accepted her hand with a sheepish grin. "What's the matter Timmy?" she said. "Had a little too much to drink?"

"Nah, I only had a few beers. I was just distracted by, uh, your sister."

"Oh, I think you're drunk," persisted Lisa. "I can smell it. We'd better put you to bed. Come on, Linda give me a hand. You've seen girls with no pants on before, haven't you Timmy?" Lisa took one arm and Linda the other, and between them they guided their uncle to his bedroom.

"Do we need to undress you and tuck you in bed?" asked Lisa with a naughty gleam in her eye. 

Don't do this to me, thought Tim. He gave Lisa a harsh look, but if she caught his expression she ignored it. Having eaten Linda to orgasm—she could still taste her sister's juices in her mouth—Lisa was feeling randy in the extreme, and ready to throw caution to the wind. "If you won't let us undress you, we at least deserve a kiss goodnight," she said. 

"Okay—then you'd better get to bed. Tomorrow's a school day."

Linda gave her uncle a short peck on the lips. But when Lisa stretched for her kiss, she parted her lips and probed his mouth with her tongue. He could taste Linda's pussy on that tongue and grew instantly hard. He knew he should break the kiss and send the girls away, but—shit! Lisa jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist.

Tim lost his balance and toppled backwards onto the bed, with Lisa on top of him. "God damn it, Lisa! Are you nuts?" He looked to Linda for help, but she was laughing at the absurdity of the scene. 

"Let's get him undressed," Lisa called to her sister, and started to work on the buttons of his shirt. Linda knelt to untie and remove his shoes. 

Tim said, "Stop, you two. We can't be doing this." But his words sounded lame even to him. When Lisa finished unbuttoning his shirt, she ran her small hands through the thick hair of his chest and caressed his muscles. Linda pulled off his shoes and socks, then climbed up on the bed. Lisa bent down to resume their kiss, straddling Tim's belly. Trapped by his jeans, his hard cock ached to be freed. Linda saw the bulge there and was astounded by its size. She couldn't resist stroking it lightly through the denim.

"Oh my god," she whispered. 

"Girls, I'm serious," said Tim. "You need to get to bed right now."

"But Timmy," Lisa countered. "We are in bed." This provoked giggles from both sisters. Lisa sensed activity behind her. "Did you find a new toy down there Lin?" she asked.

"I found something," Linda said slowly. "I'm not sure what it is, but it's getting awfully big and hard."

"In that case, I'd better help you dig up this treasure," said Lisa, and climbed off her uncle to face Linda on Tim's opposite side. She stroked his thighs before joining her sister in rubbing Tim's dick. He was nearly mad with desire. After fantasizing for a year about a ménage-a-trois with his gorgeous teenage nieces, it seemed Tim's fantasy was about to come true. He knew it was wrong, but a guy has only so much will power. And truth be told, Tim was not the most strong-willed guy in the world. He made one last attempt.

"We can't do this," he said. "I'm a bad person."

"Oh relax, Uncle Tim," said Lisa. "You were minding your own business when we attacked you. It's all out fault." She undid the button of his jeans and lowered the zipper. "Now just lift your butt up so we can get these off. Linda needs to see what you've got in here." Tim's pride won out over his better judgment. He knew Linda would be impressed by the size of his cock, just like every other woman who had ever seen it.

His jeans came down, his stiffy making a tent in his boxer briefs. A wet spot showed that he was leaking pre-cum. The awe revealed on Linda's face was priceless. "I told you," giggled Lisa.

"Holy shit!" said Linda, wrapping her hand partially around the shaft. "It's as thick as my arm!" Lisa sucked on the head through the sticky fabric, looking up at her uncle. He groaned.

"Does Timmy still want his little nieces to leave him alone?" she teased. 

"Oh fuck..." he mumbled, raising his hips as Linda tugged down the waistband of his shorts.

"I didn't think so," said Lisa. "Let me try," Linda said, taking the head of his enormous fuckstick in her mouth. It stretched her lips obscenely and caused her cheeks to bulge. She sucked on it as her sister ran her tongue up and down the shaft. Tim was in heaven. He propped his head up on a couple of pillows so he could watch his beautiful blonde nieces fellating his cock. While Linda continued to suck on the head, Lisa wrapped her hand around the shaft, and began to pump it up and down in her tiny fist.

"That's so hot," she said. "I'm fucking your mouth with his dick." Linda's eyes began to water as the head banged the back of her throat. "That's pretty good," said Lisa to her sister. "Did Jason teach you how to do that?" Lisa hefted his balls with her other hand as she pumped his shaft. 

"Yeah," Tim groaned. "Lick them. Lick my balls, Lisa." She left off pumping his shaft and used both hands to lift his gonads to her mouth and lick them. "Oh fuck," said her uncle. But Lisa soon tired of his balls and moved up to fight over the head with her sister.

"I want some of that," she said, pulling it out of Linda's mouth and covering it with her own. 

"Let's take turns," suggested Linda. And they did, one sister sucking on the fat head while the other worked on the shaft, then vice-versa. Soon Tim's cock was covered in the drool of the two gorgeous teens. At one point they both went for the head at the same time, and began licking it together. They looked into each other's eyes and kissed with the head of their uncle's cock between them; lips and tongues slipping and sliding over the tumescent flesh. For a moment they ignored him and frenched each other passionately.

"God that's beautiful," he said.

Lisa glanced up at him mischievously. "Are you shocked, Uncle Tim?"

"Not any more," he answered. "I—I heard you last night. In your room."

Both girls' mouths fell open in surprise. "You were listening?" ventured Linda.

"Not on purpose," he lied. "You were making so much noise I couldn't help it."

The twins looked at him and then at each other. Linda shrugged, and Lisa began to giggle. "Fuck it," she said, and they went back to sharing his thick slab of beef. 

Tim sank his fingers into the silky blonde hair at the back of each girl's head and held their faces to his cock. It occurred to him that he must have been good in a previous life, because Nirvana must be very much like this. If he was reborn as an insect in the next life, it was worth it.




Linda and Lisa Ch. 04



Lisa began to pump his shaft again as Linda sucked on the head. Tim knew he couldn't hold out much longer. "Wait," he said, grabbing Lisa's wrist. "Why don't you two get undressed?"

"Don't you want us to get you off?" asked Linda.

"Fuck yeah," he answered. "But not just yet. It's your turn now."

Lisa was still wearing jeans and a tank top, while her sister wore only a t-shirt and panties. Unlike her twin, Linda had never been naked in front of her uncle—not to her knowledge, anyway. Lisa didn't hesitate, and stood to peel off her jeans. "Don't be shy, Lin," she said. "He already knows what I look like, and you're not much different." Tim watched, his eyes drinking in every detail of her luscious teen flesh. "Do you like my body, Uncle Tim?" she said, and did a little pirouette next to the bed.

He only nodded, his face a mask of pure lust. Lisa stole up behind her sister and raised both of Linda's arms over her head. "Help me, Timmy," she said. "She looks like she's chickening out." Linda gave a little scream as Tim lifted the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head. Lisa held the shirt around her sister's wrists and together they stretched her out on the bed. Tim fell on her and began to suck her glorious pink nipples. Linda squealed as if in distress.

"Shut up, bitch," said Lisa. "You know you love it." Linda's cries soon turned to sighs, her sensitive nips sending currents of electricity straight to her clit. Lisa bent to kiss her as Tim slid down her body and spread her legs. The puffy lips of her snatch were clearly visible through her thin cotton panties and Tim's mouth pressed damp material into her slit. Her scent was intoxicating.

Linda had quit struggling and Tim quickly pulled off her sodden knickers. "Oh my god, you're shaved," he said, feigning surprise. "That is so fucking hot." Lisa set about sucking her sister's stiff nipples as Tim ravished her snatch with his tongue. Having her pussy and tits sucked at the same time was so deliriously pleasurable that Linda was soon on the verge of orgasm.

"She's not a virgin anymore, you know," volunteered Lisa. "Why don't you fuck her?"

"Oh yes," said Linda. "Fuck my little pussy." Why not? Tim figured. It's too late now to think about consequences. He rose to his knees to mount Linda's freshly shaved snatch.

"Wait a minute—who's going to do me?" Lisa asked. "I need some action too."

Tim offered a solution. He had envisioned this scenario many times during the past year, and now here was a chance to act out his most cherished fantasy.

"I have an idea," he said. "Lie on your back, Lisa." When she was stretched out on the bed, he lifted Linda in his arms and flipped her over. He then lowered her face-down atop her sister in the sixty-nine position. "Now Linda can lick your pussy while I fuck her."

Lisa looked up at her uncle from between her sister's thighs. "What a dirty mind you have, Uncle Tim," she said. "I love it." Tim could hardly believe his luck. Linda's perfect round ass was raised high in the air, her legs spread over Lisa's face, and her smooth pink pussy waited for him. He pressed the head of his enormous love muscle against the folds of Linda's tiny slit.

Linda looked back at him over her shoulder. "Yes, give it to me," she said. He pressed forward more insistently, searching for the opening.

"I'd better help you with that," said Lisa. She grasped his cock and slid it up and down Linda's slit until the head gained the entrance to her sister's fuckhole. Lisa watched in fascination as Tim worked his huge stiffy in and out, inches above her face, gradually stuffing more and more of it inside Linda's tight pussy.

When about three-quarters of his dick was lodged inside her, Linda moaned, "Oh god...oh god...it's so big...oh fuck." Tim put his hands around her slim waist and rammed his cock in up to the balls. She let out a scream. Lisa wasn't sure if her sister's cry was one of pain or pleasure until the scream formed into words. "Yes, fuck me!" she begged. "Fuck me with your big cock!" 

Lisa was both terrified by her sister's words and excited beyond all measure. The great mystery was being enacted right in front of her nose and she could hardly wait to try it herself. Then she remembered why Tim had chosen this position. "God damn it, Linda! Eat me! Lick my pussy while he fucks you!"

Linda fell to licking her sister's blonde snatch as the need for release built in her again. Having already cum once, she knew there would be more. She slurped at Lisa's pussy like it held the nectar of the gods. When she sucked the stiff clitoris between her lips, Lisa finally reached the orgasm for which she had waited so long. Tim eased his cock out of Linda's sopping gash until only the head remained buried. It was shining with teen love sauce, and below it he could see Lisa's pretty face contorted with ecstasy. 

Lisa's eyes were shut tight, her mouth open in a perfect 'O'. It seemed like an invitation. Tim pulled his glistening cock from Linda's quim and directed the head with his fingers into Lisa's mouth. Her eyes popped open. "Do you like the way your sister's pussy tastes on my dick?" he asked.

"Mmmpff!" said Lisa. Tim only forced more of his thick meat into her mouth. Linda looked back at him.

"Please, Timmy," she said. "Put it back in me." He withdrew his cock from Lisa's mouth.

"Okay," he said, shoving his fatty back in Linda's cunt. "Since you asked so politely." Lisa stuck out her tongue and licked Tim's cock at the point where it entered her sister's dripping gash. "Oh fuck," he grunted. Then her inquisitive tongue found Linda's clit.

"Yes," said Linda, an edge of hysteria in her voice. "Lick my clit while he fucks me!" Lisa lapped greedily at her sister's pink nub, a steady flow of musky fluid trickling into her mouth. "Yeah, just like that!" Linda cried. "You're gonna make me cum! Yeah...yeah...fuck meeee!" she screamed as her slender body was wracked with spasms of almost unbearable intensity. 

Tim held his cock deep in the blonde teenager's pussy as her orgasm subsided, girl juice running down his scrotum into Lisa's mouth. He didn't wait long. Linda's body was still quivering when Tim began to slam his cock into her harder than ever, his hands at her hips, his balls slapping her mound with each thrust. "Uh, uh, uh," Linda moaned, her voice trance-like.

Tim felt his nuts tighten. "Oh Jesus, I'm gonna shoot!" he growled.

"Yeah, cum in my mouth!" said Lisa, her face hidden in the shadow of Tim's thick member.

"No!" cried Linda. "Cum in my pussy! It's okay, I'm on the pill!" Tim had planned to cum on Lisa's face, but was stirred by the pleas of both twins. With a roar, he let loose a tremendous blast in Linda's tight teen hole. Quickly pulling out, he pointed his cock at Lisa's open mouth and jerked himself off. Several huge gobs of cum found their target, but even more splashed onto her smooth face.

Tim held the tip of his cock to Lisa's tongue and milked out the last drops. She took the head between her lips and sucked, making him shudder. "Mmmm," she said at last, releasing his slimy cock. "That was good. Do you have any more?"

Tim stared at her in disbelief. "There," he said, indicating Linda's gaping cunt where a thick river of his seed was oozing through the pink folds. Lisa wrapped her arms around her sister's round ass and lifted her face to lap at the sticky mess. The viscous fluid on her lips and cheeks mingled with the slippery juices covering Linda's swollen labes.

"You dirty whore," said Linda, as her twin sister drank their uncle's semen from her pussy. "You filthy fucking slut." When she had lapped up all she could and Linda's cunt was as clean as she could make it, Lisa fell back on the bed, a look of pleased contentment on her face. As Tim watched, Linda rolled off her sister and turned around.

Lisa's cheeks were shiny with smeared splooge. "Jesus," said Linda. "Your face looks like a glazed doughnut." Lisa smiled. Suddenly, she grabbed Linda's arm and pulled her close.

"You know you want to taste it," she said. 

"No," said Linda, but she didn't put up much of a fight. Lisa kissed her, and after a moment Linda relaxed. Tim could see that she relished the kiss as much as Lisa did. Their tongues swirled together as they'd done for years, each girl knowing what the other liked best. Linda's cheeks were soon as messy as Lisa's, and they took turns tonguing each other's face clean, giggling happily.

Tim collapsed on the bed. This was beyond even his most twisted fantasies. He looked at his watch: it was one-thirty in the morning. The girls had to be up for school in five hours, and Nicole would be home from work two hours after that. If his wife ever got wind of this, their marriage would certainly be over.

"Lisa, Linda," he said.

"Yes, Uncle Tim," they answered in unison.

"Give me a few minutes and I'll be ready to go again."



Linda and Lisa Ch. 05



Monday was an exasperating school day for Lisa. Over and over she was asked why she was in such a good mood. It seemed that she had a smile on her face all day—she couldn't help it. After physics class her friend Andrea confronted her. "C'mon, what is it?" 

"What is what?"

"You were grinning all through Fielder's class. I know you don't like physics that much. Is there something I should know?"

"About what?"

"I don't know…you just have this look on your face—like the cat that ate the canary." Andrea's eyes narrowed. "Did you get laid over the weekend?"

"Andrea! I don't even have a boyfriend!"

"So you say. Is it someone I don't know? A boy from another school, maybe?"

"No," said Lisa firmly. "It's not a boy." Andrea was known around school as something of a slut. She wore her pleated uniform skirt hemmed several inches above the knee, and her standard white blouse fit tight across her generous bust. 

"Well, I wish you would tell me what it is so I can get some. I've never seen you look so happy." She thought for a moment. "Did you get a vibrator or something?"

"Shhh! Somebody will hear you!" Lisa glanced around to make sure nobody was listening. "I wouldn't even know where to get one of those things," she said.

During English class Lisa tried to keep a neutral look on her face, but soon she found herself thinking once again about last night with Uncle Tim and her twin sister Linda: trading licks on his big cock like it was an oversized popsicle, eating Linda's freshly shaved cunt while Tim plowed it with his dick, and then finally losing her virginity to that fat prick of his. It had fucking hurt when he popped her cherry! But after that…the pain had given way to an indescribable feeling of fullness as that monster had stretched her tight little pussy. The slender blonde had cum so many times she lost count. Linda had held her hand through the whole thing, reassuring her, kissing her. Afterwards she was so sore she could hardly walk back to her room. As she remembered how Tim had shot his seed deep in her womb, Lisa could feel herself getting juiced up all over again…

She felt somebody nudge her elbow. Sitting next to her, Andrea said, "Come on, spill it," and Lisa realized that she had a big stupid grin on her face again. She could hardly wait for school to let out.

But when she got home Lisa found Uncle Tim-the-dutiful-husband rather than Tim-the-half-drunk-satyr of the previous night. In the first place, Nicole, the girls' aunt, was there to keep Tim in line. Her three-days-on, four-days-off schedule at the hospital meant that she wouldn't be working again until Friday night. Yet it wasn't just the presence of his wife that held Tim at bay—he was feeling truly remorseful about the wild night with his two sexy nieces. Tim knew he had a good thing with Nicole and he didn't want to blow it. He told himself that it wouldn't happen again. As long as the twins didn't tempt him…

After dinner the girls did homework while Nicole and Tim read the newspaper and watched TV. Linda had changed into comfortable shorts and a t-shirt but Lisa still wore her school uniform. Tim loved the way the twins looked in their plaid skirts and white blouses. He glanced over at Lisa and found her staring at him. Her wide hazel eyes had a slightly glazed look and as he watched she ran her tongue around her lips seductively, then smiled. He quickly turned back to the television.

Lisa almost laughed aloud when she saw that her big strong uncle was actually blushing. She wanted his cock again—wanted it badly. Her pussy felt itchy and hot. Sliding her butt forward on the chair, she let her skirt ride up. Holding her book as a shield with one hand the slender blonde teen dropped the other hand between her legs. Her cotton panties felt sticky. Her pussy lips were swollen, engorged. Lisa moved her fingers in a slow circle over her mound and felt wetness leaking into the material.

Tim made an effort to keep his eyes on the TV but it didn't last. Nicole was still deep in the crossword puzzle. He risked a look toward Lisa. Oh shit…her knees were well apart with a book between them, the other hand moving beneath her skirt. And his cute blond niece was still staring at him. He felt his cock stiffen.

As he watched, spellbound, Lisa slowly raised the book so Tim could see as she caressed her sodden knickers. Smiling wickedly, the teenager slipped her fingers under the waistband of her panties and down. Tim's dick was rock hard. He was afraid that Nicole would catch him staring but he couldn't tear his eyes away. This is insane, he thought. Summoning all his will power, he rose from the couch. "Gotta take a leak," he said.

"Thanks," said Nicole without looking up from her crossword. "We really needed to know that."

In the bathroom he splashed cold water on his face while his cock slowly wilted. What was that crazy girl trying to do to him? He looked at himself in the mirror. "You're an asshole," he said to his reflection. After a few deep breaths he flushed the toilet and went back to the living room. Lisa was no longer in her chair, but her book lay face down on the arm. Good, he thought. Maybe she's gone to change into something less…provocative.

But when Lisa came back a few minutes later she still wore her school uniform. She settled into the chair and took up her book. Tim resisted the urge to look for a while but it was no use. His eyes were drawn to his young niece like a ghoul's to a train wreck. When he glanced her way she was looking at him again, book between her legs. But this time when she raised the book she was wearing no panties at all, and her middle finger was buried in her pink folds.

Tim suppressed a groan. "Honey?" said Nicole. "Are you all right?"

"Yeah, sure," he said. "My back's a little sore."

Lisa giggled. When Nicole turned to her, the blond teen sat demurely with her legs together. "What's so funny?" asked Nicole.

"Oh, just this book."

"What are you reading?"

"Dostoyevsky. Crime and Punishment."

"And it's funny?"

"Uh, yeah. Parts of it are funny."

Tim decided he'd better get away. "I think I'll go lie down," he announced. "I overdid it at the gym today."

"I'll come with you," said Nicole. "I'm feeling tired." She gave Tim a wink. "You girls should get to bed soon, too."

Once they were alone Tim directed all his lust to his pretty wife, practically ripping her clothes off. He ate her to two orgasms before fucking her hard and fast. "Oh my!" said Nicole. "I don't know what's got into you tonight, but I like it." He flipped her over and jammed his fat cock in her from behind—not a position she usually relished but tonight she wasn't complaining. Her cunt was so wet that she felt no discomfort from the pounding he gave her. God help me, he thought as his nieces' image appeared in his mind's eye while he fucked his wife. "Oh baby," she moaned. "Keep fucking me like that…you're gonna make me cum again…yeah…yeah…"

Linda and Lisa stood in the hall listening, hands clapped over their mouths stifling laughter. When they heard Tim cum with a loud groan the twins tiptoed down the hall to their room and fell together on Lisa's bed. "You little slut!" cried Linda when she found her twin sister wore no panties.

"Shut up and eat me," said Lisa, pushing her sister's blonde head under her skirt. She came within minutes. After a pause to catch their breath, the girls undressed. They kissed, sharing Lisa's taste on their tongues. "I want to try something," she told Linda, and maneuvered their bodies into a sixty-nine position, her sister's shaved snatch just over her face. This was the position that Tim had placed them in the night before. Even without his cock it was wonderful and Lisa came twice, Linda three times. When finally they were exhausted they collapsed in each other's arms, kissing away the pussy cream from their faces.

"I love you, Lin," said Lisa.

"I loved you too, babe," said her twin, closing her eyes at last.





Linda and Lisa Ch. 05



Christina rubbed her man's dick through his jeans as they kissed. "Somebody wants to come out and play," she said. She lowered his zipper and fished out his stiffening rod. As she caressed its length, the wanton Latina turned so that Lisa could see in profile her boyfriend's impressive manhood. There was something different about his cock, Lisa noticed. It was as thick as Tim's and maybe even longer, but the thing that caught her eye was the skin covering the head. She thought it looked more like an animal than a human phallus. Christina looked directly into the young twin's eyes as she lifted the heavy shaft and licked the underside. 

The dark purplish head emerged as she stroked it, and Lisa understood she was seeing her first uncircumcised penis. The slender blonde was fascinated, her mouth opening unconsciously. Christina licked the head like a lollypop then wrapped her lips around it. As Lisa watched in awe, the experienced fellatrix inched her lips along the thick shaft until most of it disappeared in her drooling mouth.

Marcus grunted with pleasure as he watched Christina's mouth stretch around his outsized member. At last she drew back until Lisa could see the head again, and the teenager realized she'd been holding her breath. Christina swallowed the fat dick again, this time almost to the balls. If she hadn't seen it happen right in front of her face Lisa wouldn't have believed it possible.

When the big fuckstick reappeared it was coated with a shiny layer of Christina's spit. She smiled at the blonde teenager. "You wanna try it?" she asked. Marcus turned to face Lisa. She was still seated on the toilet, his monstrous cock right in front of her. Lisa shook her head no, but her body seemed to act of its own accord. She found her hand wrapped around the shaft.

When Lisa held that throbbing piece of meat she felt an ache in her loins. She pumped it up and down in her tiny hand, watching as the foreskin moved. Her rational mind was a distant voice telling her this was not a good idea, but her body said otherwise. She licked the bloated purple knob.

"Yeah," said Marcus. "Go on, suck it."

She pulled the sensitive layer of skin out and over her tongue, then licked all the way around the head. Marcus watched as the lump in his foreskin moved in a slow circle. "Oh fuck," he moaned. "Now take it in your mouth."

She obeyed, stretching her lips around it. The slim blonde's mouth was completely, obscenely filled. Her cheeks bulged. Lisa felt the big cock grow harder and fatter. Marcus thrust his hips forward and Lisa gagged as it hit the back of her throat. Her eyes started to water.

"Easy baby," said Christina, pulling back on his hips. "She's just a kid. How old are you honey?" she asked Lisa. "Fifteen? Sixteen?"

"Eighteen," Lisa answered, a little annoyed. She hated being thought of as a child. She looked up at Marcus, her eyes wide, imploring. "I want you to fuck me," she said. "I mean…if it's okay with you, Christina." These last words were spoken meekly, with her head down.

"I'd love to see a cock in your sweet little pussy," said the older woman. "Are you sure you're ready? Aren't you a virgin?"

"No, I'm not a virgin," said Lisa. She didn't mention that she'd had exactly one dick inside and that it belonged to her Uncle Tim. 

Marcus decided to act before either woman changed her mind. "Get up," he ordered, and seated himself on the toilet. "Now come here," he said, guiding the young girl until she stood over him, legs apart. "Sit down on it." Marcus held his length in his hand as she lowered herself. Lisa was very wet and the head slipped in easily, but there it seemed to stick. "Go up and down on it," the big man said. "Work it in slow."

"It's so big," Lisa whispered as more and more of the gigantic shaft disappeared inside her. After a full minute the fat prick was buried to the hilt. It was just what she'd been craving. She didn't move at first, just let her body adjust to the sensation of being filled. The slender blonde twin put a hand on her belly where she imagined the tip of his cock lay inside her body. Christina was behind her, reaching around to caress her small tits and squeeze the puffy, conical nipples.

"Let's get this off," she said, raising Lisa's tank top over her head.

"Those are beautiful," said Marcus. He bent to suck one pink nipple, then the other as Lisa began to move her hips, grinding her clit against his wiry pubic hair.

"Oh yes," Lisa whimpered. "Fuck me now…fuck me…"

"Yeah, you wanna get fucked?" Marcus growled. He didn't wait for an answer. The slender blonde's arms were around his neck and he stood, lifting her easily. Lisa wrapped her legs around his waist as the ex-jock carried her across the room like a butterfly impaled on a pin. His cock reached even deeper into Lisa's womb. Marcus pressed the young twin against the wall and began to pump his cock in and out.





Linda and Lisa Ch. 05



"Oh fuck!" Lisa cried. "She's licking my ass, Lin, and it feels so fucking good!"

In the kitchen Marcus was talking on his cell phone while sipping a beer. "I'm telling you man, you gotta get over here. Remember Tim's nieces? Right, the twins…I know, they're gorgeous…yeah, they're still in high school…I just finished fucking one of them and then I came all over the other one's face…I'm not shitting you, man…Brad and Tim are fucking them right now…I'm serious, Tim is fucking his own niece. I'm telling you, they'll do anything…you gotta get over here. Call Alex and Ted, and tell them to get over here, too."

A few minutes later: "Mike? Hey, it's Ted. You're not gonna believe this…"

Which is how it came to pass that Brad's small house became the scene of the most debased acts that any of the participants had ever witnessed. The men started showing up not long after Marcus's phone call. There was a wide range of ages, from early twenties to late fifties, and races, from white to black and every color in between, and vocations, from professional class to bum. The pretty blonde twins were fucked in every imaginable position. There was hardly a moment over the next several hours when each girl didn't have a cock in her mouth or pussy or both.

Many of the guys stuck around for seconds or even thirds. When the girls became so drenched in cum that the men shied away, the slender teens licked it from each other's bodies and sucked it from each other's dripping cunts. One of the more imaginative men, an engineer in his late forties, liked to place the twins in unusual positions. He had Lisa sit on the floor with her back against the bed. Linda was on her hands and knees, her pussy just over Lisa's upturned face. Men lined up to fuck Linda's sweet cunt. When they came, some chose to pull out and shoot on the seated twin's face, while others deposited their seed inside her sister's slippery fuckhole. Of course, after a few such deposits Linda's cunt overflowed and the seed ran onto Lisa's face. The result was much the same in either case.

So many cars lined the street outside Brad's place that passersby assumed there was a large house party. In the wee hours of the morning, three members of the basketball team from the twins' school were walking down the street on their way home from a poker game. All were eighteen-year-old seniors. "Hey, looks like a party," said one, a six foot guard. 

"Huh?" said another. He was the team's center, nearly seven feet tall but not very bright.

"Let's go in," said the first. "We'll just act like we know somebody there, and we'll grab a few beers. The boys waltzed into the house through the front door, surprised that no one was in the living room or kitchen. They helped themselves to beer from the fridge. It was clear from the shouting and laughter that something was going on in another part of the house.

When they reached the bedroom Linda was on her back getting fucked by an overweight plumber, while Lisa was on her hands and knees, a bespectacled attorney banging her doggie-style. The girls' mouths were locked together in a deep kiss. "Can anybody join this party?" asked one of the basketball players.

It took some time for recognition to sink in, especially for the slow-witted center, but eventually the boys became aware that the blonde girls on the bed were classmates. This realization in no way stopped them from having a go at the twins' lithe young bodies. The tall center was known to the other boys on the team as 'Donkey,' and with good reason: his dick rivaled that animal's appendage in size. A hush fell over the room when he freed it from his trousers.

The toss of a coin determined which twin would get reamed by it first. Linda won that privilege, but Donkey lasted long enough to give screaming orgasms to both debauched sisters. When he finally erupted, the flow of semen was like the opening of a floodgate in the Hoover Dam. The twins were on their knees at his feet, and the big galoot sprayed their pretty faces with what seemed a liter of slimy splooge. 

The sight was so arousing that several of the men had to jerk off on the girls' faces too. When they were done, Linda and Lisa licked each other's faces clean, and the cycle of sucking and fucking started over again.

At dawn the last car rolled away and the slender blonde twins collapsed together on Brad's sodden mattress. Tim had left hours before, rehearsing the story he would tell his wife when she got home from work. More than a score of men drove home to different parts of town with broad grins and memories seared into their brains forever. The three basketball players could hardly wait to tell everyone they knew about the events of that night. Never again would Lisa go without a date for Friday night.

The twins hugged each other tight, their bodies sticking together, their hair matted with gooey clots of cum. 

"I love you, sis," whispered Lisa as she drifted off to sleep.

"I love you, too," murmured Linda with a smile.