Three of a Kind

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Summary: In the ALL NEW premiere episode of 'Three of a Kind', Sandy has an early morning meeting with her boyfriend, Mark, and does something that will later leave her sisters in a bit of shock when they find out. Later, a conversation between sisters has one of them pointing exactly how she is different than the other two, despite being identical twins.

Original Airdate: Tuesday, April 21, 2009 @ 9:30 p.m.
(following an ALL NEW 'Can't Fight the Moonlight')

Story Codes: mf, oral, mast, exhib

Mandy hadn't been able to decide between the yellow dress, the one with green flowers, or the white one with the belt. She hadn't been sure whether to wear the high heels, the boots, or the sandals. And she couldn't settle whether to wear the matching blue string bikini panties and half bra, the red and white striped set, or the lacy teddy.

Sandy had shoved her back onto her bed, grabbed the blue panties and pulled them over her feet at last. Then she'd pulled her up as Brandy had pulled the half bra over her protesting sister's breasts and done it up in back. She had then fetched the boots as Sandy pulled the white dress over her head and tied the belt.

Mandy immediately decided that the look was just what she wanted anyway and the other two had dragged her down to a quick breakfast and then out the door to their little red rabbit convertible.

"Three-thirty, you guys," Brandy said as they split up. She was driving that day.

"I'll get a ride later. I have practice," Sandy called back. She started running down the hall, then rounded the corner and hurtled through the open doorway to the athletic wing. She had math, first class, but was skipping it. She already knew how to add and subtract anyway.

She turned down towards the exit beside the gym, then went outside and around to one side of the gym. Mark was waiting there, propped against the wall, his long blonde hair waving delicately in the breeze.

"There you are," he said. "I was wondering if you'd decided to go to class or something."

"No, I just found another guy is all," she grinned, spreading her arms as they kissed.

They pulled apart, smiling, then he took her hand as he led her further along the alley behind the gym, and into a recessed doorway used only for emergencies. He pulled her around and pressed her into the corner, kissing her forehead, then her cheek, then her lips again.

The kiss was long and became more passionate with time. His hands slid lower on her back, cupping her jeans clad buttocks and squeezing, kneading the firm round flesh as she sighed in pleasure. Her own hands imitated his, squeezing his ass through his jeans.

A late arriving student hurried down the alley, slowing perceptibly as he saw them. His eyes stared until he was out of sight.

"Fucking' frosh," Mark gasped, as his lips pulled back from her.

"And so jealous of you I'm sure," she grinned.

"Hmmmm. What took you so long getting here?"

She sniffed and shook her head. "Mandy couldn't decide what to wear. She couldn't even decide what underwear to put on. We had to dress her and drag her out the door."

"You actually dressed her, put her underwear on?"

"Getting excited?" she teased.

"It's a nice picture."

"Oh yeah? How about the two of us in the shower together this morning?"

"You, uh, shower together?" he gulped.

"When we're in a hurry. It's not like we've got anything to hide from each other."

"No, I suppose not."

"Yes, we're exactly alike."

"Uh, huh."

"So stop lusting after my sisters."

"Perish the thought." He pretended offense, then folded his arms tighter around her and kissed her wetly. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, sliding it over her own, then up along the sides and roof of her mouth. Her own tongue slid against it and then pushed into his mouth. On of her hands slid up behind his head, sliding through his hair.

His right hand left her ass, sliding up between their bodies to cup, then squeeze her left breast. His fingers dug into the soft, fleshy mound as she groaned in pleasure and squeezed his ass harder. Encouraged, he pulled his hand back, pulled her top out of her pants and slid his hand up inside it.

"M... mark," she panted, pulling her lips back and trying to pull her shirt down.

"Nobody can see," he groaned, his hand folding around her breast and squeezing it. She saw that he was right and relaxed a little, though she kept an anxious eye on the alley behind him.

He fondled her breast through the thin cotton halter for only seconds, then slid up under the elastic to feel her bare skin. He squashed her breast upwards, mashing and rolling it in his fingers, then found her nipple and squeezed it between thumb and forefinger.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm," she sighed, her head going back in pleasure as her breast heated up. He pulled her shirt front completely out of her pants, both hands sliding up under it, both going into her halter to squeeze her breast meat. He gripped the elastic and pulled it up, tugging the halter above her breasts so his hands had freer access to them.

His fingers dug into the soft meat, repeatedly squeezing down, finger tips rolling and twisting her nipples as she groaned and rolled her head slowly from side to side. He leaned back and glanced down the alley in either direction, then pulled her tank top up over her breasts, dropped his head and began sucking on her left breast.

"Ohhh Gooddd, Maaaaarkkkk!" she groaned, panting heavily. "Some... someone will seeeeeee."

"Nobody's here," he panted back, sucking fiercely at her left nipple as his tongue rolled it around in his mouth. She groaned again her hands going up behind her and sliding through her hair.

His left hand cupped her ass right in the crack, as he pushed her back into the corner and sucked her hard little pink nipple. His right hand slid up between her parted thighs and squeezed her pussy mound through her jeans.

"Uhmmmmmmmmm," she mewled, her eyes narrow slits as she floated on a sea of pleasurable sensations. Her hand reached down and gripped his own crotch, feeling his bulging erection as it pushed against the denim. She ran her hand up and down the outline of his cock as he grunted and gasped for breath.

His mouth returned to hers and they kissed deeply and passionately, their tongues slithering together, first in her mouth, then his. He popped the catch of her jeans and jammed his hand down into them, forcing her zipper downward as he got his fingers into her panties and felt pussy hair.

"N... nooooo," she whined, "some... someone will coooooome"!

"Yeah, meee," he gasped, his breathing harsh and ragged. His hand pushed deeper and he felt the heat down between her legs, his hand rubbing at her cunt mound as she struggled briefly, and half- heartedly against him.

His big hand managed to get a firm grip on her cunt pad, but only by forcing her tight pants down several inches.

He undid his own pants, which were not nearly so tight, then took her small hand and pulled it into them. She slid her hand down into his pants and felt his own body's heat, felt the bulging cock tool with her fingers, closed them around it as she pulled it straight up and began to squeeze.

He moaned, burying his face against her neck, chewing and sucking hard against the nape of her neck as he squeezed her breast and fingered her pussy. He rubbed his fingers up and down her slit, then forced a single digit up inside her moist, hot little tunnel.

He pumped slowly, fingering her clitty as she grunted and humped against him. He humped back, his cock hot in her hand. He had a sudden, dazzling thought, a brave, daring idea.

He suddenly pulled back from Sandy, and the gasping girl fell back against the corner of the doorway, her breasts swollen and wet, her jeans around her thighs. She stared glassily at him, dazed. He suddenly turned her around, his hand tugging her jeans down further, revealing her soft rounded buttocks.

"Maaaaaaaaaaark!" she groaned, trying to grab them and pull them back up.

He thrust his hand between her thighs and squeezed her cunt mound hard. She gave a breathy gasp, her head snapping back and her body giving a violent lurch. He cupped her cunt from behind, giving it several hard, rapid squeezes as she fairly danced on his hand, moaning and whimpering and shaking her head, her long blonde hair flying from side to side.

He wheeled the dazed blonde away from the wall and pushed her down onto her knees, bending her forward as he quickly dropped behind her. He took out his stiff tool and pressed the knob against her cunt slit, feeling the heat and wetness now as he rubbed it up and down the crack.

"Ooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she moaned, her head hanging low, her hair covering her face as he slowly pushed the head of his prick into her silky sheath. He sank in several inches, then his hands gripped her hips and he suddenly thrust hard, burying the long length of his fuck-pole inside her belly.

Sandy's head shot back and her back arched. She opened her eyes wide and gave a long quavering gasp of pleasure and then began humping back at him as he began to fuck into her.

"Ohhhh baby!" he grunted, his hips slapping against her round ass cheeks as he stroked. His fat cock ground against her soft cunt lips as he thrust into her. Her jeans kept her legs fairly close together, but that only made her tighter, and increased the pressure on his cock.

"Ungh!" she grunted, each time his cock thrust into her.

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Her jaw was slack and her eyes closed as she revelled in the hard, fast pumping. Her cunt box was boiling with lust and squeezed tightly down on his cock, forcing it to rasp heavily against her clitty.

Sandy shook and jerked each time his cock rammed into her. Her body was rubbery and fluid, her frame jerking forward and her head snapping back each time his hard cock lanced up between her soft, pulpy cunt lips and each time his hips smashed into her soft little ass cheeks.

His hands slid upwards along her sides, then under to catch and cup her wobbling, jiggling tit mounds. He sank his fingers into the thick, meaty flesh, feeling it ooze down between them as he pressed upwards and mashed her tits against her ribcage.

His hips beat a tattoo on her buttocks as he speared her again and again, his cockhead plunging the full length of her silky fuck- tunnel with each stroke.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!... Oh God! Oh God! OOOHHH GOOOOOOODDD!!!" Sandy mewled. Suddenly her back arched upward and her head snapped back, almost hitting him in the face. Her hands left the ground as she trembled in ecstacy. She held that pose for long seconds, her body shaking violently, her skin tightly stretched across her straining tit orbs, then she gave an undulated moan and sank back to her hands on the concrete.

Mark gasped as her pussy spasmed around his cock. He didn't halt his pumping even as she almost tore his cock off, nor when her orgasm passed and she sank back down. His hips pounded even more frantically as he rutted into her snatch.

He held her hips in a steel like grip as he hammered his cock down into her gushing cunt-mouth. then he came as well, gasping and moaning as he spewed out a white hot load of silvery white seed. He felt his cock spit out wad after wad and felt her cunt sucking it down into her belly as she moaned weakly.

Then he slowed and finally stopped his pumping, leaning over her body, his hands down on the concrete beside her own, his cock softening within the heat of her sheath.

"Ooohhh Woooooow!" he moaned.

"I can't believe you fucked him right in the alley, just like a damned alley cat!" Brandy gasped that evening. Sandy was all grinning triumph at the daring of the exploit. She had been terrified someone would come by but now that it was over she could brag about it, at least to her sisters.

The three were lounging around their room again before bedtime, low music playing on the stereo. Mandy was sitting on the window seat again, wearing the same kimono. Brandy was wearing a different nightshirt, but sitting at the same desk. And Sandy was sprawled out on the couch again, this time wearing a robe that was held together very loosely in front by a belt.

The sides of the robe had fallen apart because she had her legs apart, with one of them bent at the knee. Her pussy hair peaked out between the sides and her breasts could be seen through the gaping top.

"You ought to try it sometimes." she grinned cheekily.

"And become the talk of the school? No thank you!"

"I didn't mean screw in an alley. I meant screw... someone, anywhere."

"When I want to I will."

Sandy made a rude noise. "Chicken," she said.

"I am not chicken. I just don't know anybody I want to do it with."

"You ain't going to find him in the library."

"On the contrary, there is every likelihood I will find him in the library. The guy I make love with will be an educated, sensitive man."

"Boring geek, you mean."

"Boring to you, maybe. I'm sure I will have no problem appreciating him."

"That's because you're boring too."

"I am not! I just care more about the intellect of the man I have sex with."

"By the time you loosen your pants and make the beast with two backs it'll have to be a MAN, otherwise you'll get arrested for child molesting."

"I am not in any hurry. I intend to find someone who will make love to me... not FUCK me."

"Same thing."

"It is not the same thing. You'll never catch me, nor Mandy, I bet, down on our knees in an alley getting screwed like a she bitch in heat."

"First I was a cat, now I'm a dog? Which is it?" Brandy sighed and shook her head.

"She's just worried you'll get hurt," Mandy said from the window seat.

"Why should she?" Mandy shrugged and smiled. "She worries about both of us all the time."

Brandy snorted and glared at her computer screen.

"What about you, Mandy? Do you think I was acting like a slut?"

"I didn't call you a slut!" Brandy protested.

"You could have got caught," Mandy said slowly, "even by a teacher, and then you would have gotten into trouble. It waaaas dangerous." She twirled her hair in her fingers as she thought about it.

"You only go around once. You have to get your fun while you're here."

"I don't think you go around once. If you think about... "

"No, no, no!" Sandy protested, putting her hands over her ears. "No more about reincarnation."

"That'll teach you to misquote beer commercials," Brandy grinned.

"Well, if you don't want to hear... " Mandy humphed. Her sisters laughed.

"We've heard." Brandy said.

"And heard," Sandy added.

"And heard," they both said at the same time. Mandy folded her arms across her chest and looked crossly at them.

"Statistics say that fifty percent of girls fifteen and over are sexually active," Sandy said. "That means we're way behind the average. You two aren't pulling your weight."

"I agree with Brandy," Mandy said, "I want to make love, maybe before a roaring fireplace... "

"Or on a beach with the surf roaring in," Brandy interjected.

"Or in a field of golden ripening wheat," Mandy nodded.

Sandy looked from one to the other in disgust.

"I've got news for you girls. Most likely your first time is gonna be in the back seat of a Chevy, just like mine."

"No way," Brandy sniffed.

"I don't think so," Mandy agreed, giving her head a little shake.

"You don't plan it!" Sandy tusked in exasperation. "It just happens. You're on a date. You're feeling each other up, getting hot... his hands are in your pants or under your skirt, he's licking your face, kissing you, sucking your nipples... you're so hot you can hardly breath... your body is throbbing... you can hardly think straight... and then when you feel his thing against you... pressing against your pussy... you know intellectually,"

She glanced at Brandy, "that you should stop him, but you should have stopped him when he was opening your shirt, or tugging down your pants... but you were hot... and now you're... you're sooooo excited... your skin is crackling with energy... your hair is slicked back with sweat...

"... and then he pushes it in... and you just feel sooooooooooooo goooood... like you were starving and just got fed... like you were burning up with dehydration and just got a drink... like a terrible itch just got scratched... "

The other two were staring at her raptly and she shrugged and shook her head a little. "You'll see," she sighed. Brandy turned away, swallowing hard. Mandy squeezed her thighs together and stared dreamily out the window.

"You two can't stay virgins forever," Sandy remarked.

She rose and stripped off her robe, then dropped to her knees as she grinned playfully at Brandy. She crawled across the floor, like a cat, her eyes slits as she stared up at the frowning girl.

"Can't you imagine it," she breathed, "On your hands and knees, legs spread... " She spread her legs, raising her ass high and dropping her chest low.

"... a hunky guy behind you with a big hard-on, his hands on your hips holding you in place... and then... and then... " She bucked forward as if she'd suddenly been kicked in the behind. "... he rams it into you, and you moan in ecstasy. You feel his cock pushing way up high in your belly... "

She sat back on her heels, knees wide, her hands massaging her belly as she looked down briefly, then she looked up at a staring Brandy and smiled evilly. She crawled forward, her hands gripping the side of Brandy's chair, then shifting onto her ankle.

She slid her hand up Brandy's ankle and over her knee as she rose until she was straight backed, staring into Brandy's eyes. Her hand massaged Brandy's lower thigh, then slid inside her short nightshirt and up until her fingertips touched Mandy's pussy mound. Brandy grabbed her wrist and shoved her hand back. Sandy laughed and stood up, smiling teasingly.

"Your nipples are hard," she taunted, sliding her fingers across Brandy's nightshirt where her nipples pressed into it. Brandy crossed her arms and glared at her.

"So are mine," Mandy grumbled. "You made me all hot, Sandy."

"So jerk off like you did last night."

"It was you that made me hot then too."

"I'm just too sexy for you two virgins, I guess," Sandy sighed dramatically and moved over by the mirror, giving her head a little toss.

"You're just sluttier," Brandy sniffed.

"I'm sexy and sensuous," Sandy humphed, giving her head another little toss, then turning to stand in silhouette, pushing her chest out as she looked slit eyed at the mirror.

"You're no more sexy than us," Brandy said dismissively.

"Yeah, we're just as pretty," Mandy protested.

"You don't have the allure, the, the... aura." Sandy said, shaking her head firmly.

Mandy knew about auras, but had never seen one. She frowned and stood up, coming over to stand next to Sandy. She shrugged off her kimono and stood beside her to examine their image in the mirror.

"We look the same," she said.

"No, I have a certain... magnetism."

"We look exactly the same." She untied her pony tail and gave her head a hard shaking, running her hands through her golden tresses. Then she combed them out of her eyes and looked at the mirror again.

"See? We're just the same."

"Not where it counts," Sandy grinned. Her hand slid down and she traced her finger along Mandy's soft little cunt cleft. Mandy thought about that seriously, cocking her head to one side.

"I suppose... " she said. "... we are different in that much, but that's just a little thing."

"It's enough."

"Oh, bullshit!" Brandy snapped from across the room. She got up and lifted her nightshirt, tossing it off as she came over to stand beside her sisters in front of the mirror. She took off her glasses and put them on the dresser, then undid her own hair and shook it out as Mandy had.

The three naked teenagers stared into the mirror. It had been a few years since they'd seen themselves all together in a mirror like this, especially naked. They turned as one, first to the side, posing in silhouette, then turned and looked behind them to see their backsides.

"Exactly the same," Mandy said, smiling happily.

"Not down here," Sandy slid her hand dow between her legs.

"Nobody is going to know that. You can't see it."

"But we know, don't we?"

"I don't like being different," Mandy pouted, "even a little bit."

"It's nothing, Mandy," Brandy grumbled.

They turned towards the mirror again. Sandy slid her left hand around Mandy's waist and her right around Brandy's. "Pretty hot looking, aren't we?"

"I think we look pretty," Mandy said. Brandy rolled her eyes.

Sandy turned to her younger sister with a teasing glint in her eye.

"Come on, Mandy," she cooed, sliding in behind her and putting both her hands around her waist. Her left hand slid up and squeezed Mandy's right breast while her right slid down her belly and cupped her pussy. "Come on, Mandy, wouldn't you like to get rid of that little bit of skin and make us the same again?

"Just think of how nice it will feel with a boy humping into you," she breathed, her voice hypnotic. She pressed her loins into Mandy's buttocks and ground them in slow circles.

"It's only a bit of skin and it doesn't matter at all," Brandy scowled, licking her lips as she watched the two. Sandy ignored her.

"Your nipples are all stiff and hard," she breathed into Mandy's ear. She slid her finger up and down Sandy's pussy cleft and then brought her hand up in front of her sister's face.

"You're all wet inside, and all hot. Can't you just imagine it? Wouldn't you love to have a boy here right now? A nice, handsome, naked boy with a long, thick erection?" She trailed her fingers down the center of Mandy's chest, down her stomach and down between her legs, cupping her pubic mound and giving it a little squeeze.

"Leave her alone, Sandy!" Brandy glared, grabbing her arm and pulling her away. She hugged Mandy herself, scowling at Sandy, who stood back and smirked.

"She'll have sex when she wants to. It's mean of you to pretend it makes us different or that she's not as pretty because she's a virgin."

"Hey. Have it your way, girls. But when you're jerking off tonight, trying to imagine what it's like, just remember... I don't have to imagine it."

She turned and sauntered back across the room, climbing up the ladder and dropping heavily onto her back on her bed, ankles across the sides. Brandy led Mandy to her bunk, stopping to glare at Sandy, who was already fingering herself, before stomping off to the bathroom.

She slammed the door and turned on the water.

"You aren't fooling anyone," Sandy called. "I know what you're doing in there." She laughed and slid her hands up and down her body, fingering her nipples and clitty. She sighed in pleasure as she felt her body beginning to heat up.

She heard a little whimper and smiled. She stopped and leaned over the side of her bunk, looking down at Mandy below. Mandy was in exactly the same position as she herself was, only she had a sheet over herself. Sandy could see her hands moving up and down her body beneath it though.

Sandy glanced at the bathroom door, then back down at Mandy.

"Hey, Mandy," she hissed.

Mandy stopped and looked up at her.

"All hot, aren't you."

Mandy gulped and nodded.

"Wanna see something I saw in a movie?"

"Like this morning?"

Sandy nodded and jumped down, sitting on the bunk beside Mandy. She pulled the sheet off her sister and slid into bed with her.