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 The following story is a work of fiction.  Its contents are of a
graphically sexual nature and may involve non-consensual sexual acts
between underage partners.  Any resemblance to persons either alive or dead
is purely coincidental.  This story is intended for ADULTS only.  If you
are under the legal age of consent in your local jurisdiction, or if you
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   Double Exposure - by - The StoryMaster

   Ted simply couldn't believe his good fortune, but the proof lay right
there in front of him, squirming and giggling under the dark satin sheets
of his king-size bed.

   "This is incredible!" Ted thought excitedly, almost falling on his ass
while trying to yank his left shoe off.  After hopping around on one foot
for several seconds he finally managed to remove the recalcitrant Nike just
as more giggles arose from beneath the sheets.  Behind Ted on the bedroom
floor was a string of clothing leading out to the livingroom.  Two pairs of
designer blue jeans were a part of that happy trail as were two small
brassieres and other assorted accessories found in a young girl's wardrobe.

   "Now which one is this?" Ted wondered as he crawled toward the giggling
lump beneath the cool satin.  He thought it was Candace who scampered off
to the bathroom, a couple of minutes ago, but at first glance it was often
difficult to tell the two exquisite young ladies apart.

   Actually, if one were to place the two girls side by side their physical
differences became more apparent.  Candace was the more slender of the two,
a fact that she no doubt flaunted in the face of her sister.  Everything
about her was a little bit more willowy, her arms, her legs, her soft neck.
Christine, on the other hand, was a strong girl, and although she had the
more retiring temperament, she was a lot more athletic than her twin
sister.

   Ted reached out and placed his hand gently onto the squirming mound
formed by the warm little body beneath the sheets.  "Hi Chris, sweetheart?"
he murmured affectionately.  Immediately he was rewarded with a soft laugh
and then a sigh as he started to trace the delicate curves of the little
angel in his bed.  It was definitely Christine for she was the more demure
half of the Reynolds pair, her sister Candace, more precocious and daring.
Candace was definitely the "naughty girl" and was usually the instigator of
the ongoing playful rivalry between the two superb young ladies.

   Although Christine Reynolds tended to be more reserved than Candace, she
absolutely hated to be upstaged by her more gregarious twin sister.  And as
fate would have it, Candace took great pleasure it seemed, in taunting
Christine at every opportunity.  There was no real animosity between the
two pretty blond thirteen year olds, just a good healthy dose of sibling
rivalry, and it was this running contest that was primarily to thank for
the surprising ease with which Ted had been able to coax the two girls into
his home and eventually into his bed.

   "Is Candace in the bathroom again?" Ted chuckled, pulling the sheet
back.

   "Uh huh," the gorgeous little blond nodded up at him with a shy smile.

   "OK, then.  Let's you and I get started, and when your sister comes back
maybe we'll let her join us," Ted joked , glancing in the direction of the
bedside table.

   Everything there was in readiness.  Ted had seen to that earlier.  There
was an open jar containing alcohol wipes, a couple of pieces of surgical
tubing about eighteen inches in length and a stainless steel instrument
tray.  In the tray, lay three carefully prepared hypodermic syringes, each
containing a rather healthy dose of an exceptionally high grade of clinical
cocaine.  The beveled needles at their tips were sharp and presterilized,
and their clear glass barrels were already purged of any air bubbles. 
Everything was in order.  There was even a big tube of K-Y Jelly for those
special lubrication needs.  Ted had invested way too much time with the
Reynold's twins to skimp on the details.

   He'd been seeing the two sisters on and off for the past few months,
usually separately, but once in awhile the three of them got together for
some "fun and games".  Ted had taken his time with the girls, and it had
paid off in spades.  He'd made a lot of progress in a surprisingly short
period of time, in particular with Candace.  The biggest hurdle had been
coaxing the two attractive teenagers to disrobe for him.  Years of parental
conditioning are not easily overcome, but with patience, even the most
inhibited young lady can usually be convinced to cooperate.  In the case of
the Reynolds girls, Ted was able to play one sister against the other,
their natural competitiveness making his job that much easier.

   After an appropriate "courting period", Ted started with Candace, for
she had a very curious nature, and liked to describe herself as being
"mature for her age".  It had been no problem at all, for example, to get
Candace to drink alcohol.  She especially liked wine, and Ted used the time
proven drug liberally to help "take the edge off".  And as he was beginning
to realize, once Candace advanced a step, Christine couldn't bare to be
left behind, and would quickly follow suit.  It had taken almost two weeks
of patient coaxing with Candace, beginning with an affectionate, almost
fatherly kiss, and culminating in a glorious afternoon of "full contact"
kissing, and heavy petting while lying partially clothed together on his
bed.  Candace was an enthusiastic little lover once she was able to shed
her fears and inhibitions, and as mentioned earlier, she was extremely
curious.  Just three days ago, in fact, Ted was able to perform cunnilingus
on the precocious young lady.  Her succulent ambrosia had been the stuff of
dreams.

   Her sister was another story, however.  Christine Reynolds was extremely
shy, and didn't seem at all interested in experimentation.  She was a warm
and friendly child, but being timid to a fault, she presented a real
challenge for Ted.  He made some early inroads with her by telling her that
whenever he and her sister, Candace, were alone together, they did the
kinds of things that mature men and women do.  Thankfully Christine began
to exhibit a tiny bit of curiosity.  After all, she was at that curious
time of life when everything is a mystery.  Christine had finally allowed
Ted to kiss her about three weeks ago, and then shortly afterward she'd
consented to letting him unbutton her blouse, albeit very hesitantly.

   Progress was progress, and Ted took what he could get, but Christine had
been extremely difficult as young girls go.  The only way he'd eventually
been able to cajole her into his bed had been to arrange for Christine to
"accidentally" walk in on her sister and him while they were "in the heat
of the moment".  Ted hadn't been at all sure that the plan would work, but
thankfully he'd been rewarded well beyond his expectations.  Seeing Candace
in his arms must have awakened some hidden jealousy or who knows what in
Christine, because that very afternoon, Ted enjoyed the company of both the
Reynolds girls in his bed in all of their nubile glory.  It had indeed been
a memorable occasion, and marked the true beginning of his amorous
relationship with the two lovely young ladies.

   "Are you ready, Chrissy, sweetheart?" Ted inquired affectionately, as he
swung his legs over the side of the big bed and sat on its edge next to the
lovely young girl.  He reached for her left arm, but she pulled it away at
the last minute.  "What's wrong, honey?" Ted asked gently.  He knew she was
apprehensive.  He could see it in her face.

   "It's gonna hurt," Christine whined softly, hugging her bare shoulders.
The rest of her loveliness was draped in chocolate brown satin, and her
thick blond hair was spread out beneath her head on the pillow, framing her
sweet face in soft gold.  She was utterly breathtaking.

   "Now, Christine, we discussed all that the other day, remember," Ted
said in a slightly condescending tone of voice.  "Remember?" he asked again
when she didn't respond the first time.

   Several seconds passed while the pretty little blond stared up at him in
silence.  Then at last she nodded her head.

   "I showed you all of my instruments, and you both know I used to work at
the hospital and that I've done this hundreds of times," he explained,
reaching for the tube of lubricant, uncapping it and placing on the
mattress within easy reach.  Christine eyed it curiously but didn't say
anything about it so Ted didn't either.  "I guarantee you, Chris, you won't
feel a thing.  It's not like a tetanus shot or anything.  Just one tiny
little prick, and that's it.  And then you're going to feel really, really
good, Chrissy, honey.  I promise," Ted assured the nervous thirteen year
old.

   He was in fact being truthful with the girl, for indeed he had performed
intravenous injections many times before.  This, however, would be his
first attempt at a double injection, but Ted was confident that he could
manage.  It would require concentration and timing, not to mention a little
luck, but if he could pull it off, the rewards would be unimaginable.  That
much was certain.  As a precaution, he'd inspected the twins
surreptitiously and was satisfied that both girls had adequate venous
structure to suit his purposes.

   "You do trust me, don't you, Chris, honey?" Ted asked in all sincerity.

   "I...I guess," she answered in a tiny voice.

   "I mean everything we've done together so far has been fun, right?"

   She nodded hesitantly.

   "That's right, and I'll bet Candace isn't afraid," he added for effect.

   It worked every time.  Christine Reynolds stared up at him for a couple
of seconds and then offered him her left arm.

   "That's my girl," Ted murmured tenderly as he took her petite limb in
his hand.  Her skin was so pale as to be almost translucent.  In fact, Ted
could see two fine blue veins lying just beneath the surface of her skin in
the crotch of her elbow.  "I just knew that you'd be braver than your
sister," he commented casually as he picked up an alcohol wipe and swabbed
the inside of the girl's arm.  Next he tied one of the pieces of latex
tubing around her biceps just above the elbow.  "Make a fist now, honey,"
he instructed the trusting little blond.

   "Hey, aren't you guys gonna wait for me?" a musical voice chided from
behind them.

   "I don't know," Ted teased.  "You'd better hurry!" Glancing over his
shoulder, he winked at the second blond thirteen year old, standing beside
the bed wearing only a pair of panties and an impish smile.  In one hand
Ted held the slender arm of the lovely Christine Reynolds, while with the
other he carefully lifted the glass barrel of one of the pre-charged
syringes.  "But right now, I'm busy with your sister, baby.  Tell you what
though," Ted added.  "You can climb up onto the bed next to Chris, and then
if you're very careful, you might go ahead and wipe your arm with some
alcohol for me.  You remember how I showed you, right?"

   "Uh huh," Candace replied cheerfully and pounced onto the bed.

   "Hey, take it easy, girl!" Ted scolded when the whole bed shook from the
impact of her lithe body.  Thankfully he hadn't begun the injection.

   "Sorry," Candace said with a hurt look.  Then after a second she asked,
"So how's it going, anyway?"

   "We're just about to get started, so please don't rock the boat," Ted
scolded the precocious twin with a smile, then turned his attention once
again to Christine.  "Ready, Honey?" he asked softly.

   She nodded hesitantly.

   "One little prick," Ted muttered under his breath as he pressed the
beveled tip of the hypodermic needle against her tender skin.

   "Ow!" Christine whimpered and flinched.  Fortunately Ted had a firm hold
on her elbow, so no harm was done.

   "Now just hold real still, for me, darling," he murmured.  There was
just the slightest resistance from the vein wall before it too was
penetrated by the sharp hypodermic.  "Almost there," Ted muttered to
himself as he watched the shiny steel needle disappear into her pale flesh.


   "You OK, Chrissy?" Candace asked her sister, her voice reflecting her
concern.  Even though their "Uncle Ted" had shown them his "shot needles"
and explained to them about how he used to work in a hospital," Candace was
nonetheless a bit apprehensive about letting him use them on her.  He'd
insisted, however, that it was the only way to administer his "love
potion", as he called it, and he'd explained to her that if she and her
sister ever wanted to really fall in love, then they needed some of his
special medicine.

   Candace still wasn't one hundred percent convinced, and was glad that
her sister was going first.  She was worried about Christine, though, and
was relieved when she replied, "I..  I guess so," in a tiny voice.

   "Christine's just fine, aren't you, honey," Ted stated rhetorically. 
"That didn't hurt at all, did it?  Just like I promised.  Why Uncle Ted
would never dream of hurting his special girls," he cooed, smiling down at
the lovely little blond.  She looked only slightly less worried.  "Now hold
still, honey, for just a couple more seconds." Then Ted glanced at Candace
and said, "Why don't you stretch out on the bed next to your sister,
sweetheart, and grab that other piece of rubber tubing.  Will you do that
for me, Candace?  Move carefully now, OK."

   Candace nodded, and soon lay beside her pretty sister on the bed.  She
was a little nervous, but she knew her "Uncle Ted" always made her happy.
"He didn't treat her like a kid the way most people did, including her
parents, and he was so handsome."

   What a picture the two beautiful young girls made.  Ted was finding it
difficult to concentrate for he was excited beyond belief, but he needed to
get on with it.  Tearing his eyes off Candace's slim little body, he turned
back to the business at hand.

   Ted knew from practice and experience, that so long as he inserted the
needle all the way into the vein until its plastic base contacted the
surface of the skin, and then held the barrel of the syringe against the
inside of the patient's forearm, there was no way the needle could
accidentally slip out of the vein.  Christine's arm was small enough that
Ted easily held the syringe under his thumb while cradling her elbow in the
same hand.  This, of course, freed his other hand to operate the plunger.

   "Not, much longer, sweetheart," Ted whispered as he gently tugged back
on the end of the glass plunger.  "There we are," he murmured happily when
he noted a tiny red plum of blood jet into the glass barrel of the
hypodermic, turning its clear contents a light shade of pink.  "Everything
OK, honey?" Christine nodded pensively.  "Good," he replied with a warm
smile as he slowly depressed the plunger.

   He kept a close eye on the little girl's face, watching for any signs
that she might be feeling early effects of the powerful stimulant drug. 
The tourniquet would hold back the biggest majority of the drug by
restricting blood flow from her extremity into the rest of her circulatory
system, but sooner or later, some would get through.  Ted wanted to take
his time with the injection to be certain the pretty blond received the
full benefit of the passion enhancing drug, but he had Christine's sister
to think about as well.  Ted very much wanted the chance to enjoy the girls
together and to the fullest, so time was at a premium.

   He paused when approximately half the contents of the syringe remained
in the graduated glass cylinder.  Then slowly he drew the plunger back
again, taking care to hold the barrel tightly against her arm so as not to
accidentally dislodge the needle from the vein and possibly hurt the girl.
Slowly the syringe filled with dark red blood.  By mixing a small amount of
her blood with the remainder of the cocaine in the syringe, a more thorough
transfusion would be accomplished.

   Ted glanced at Candace.  He wished now that he'd taken the time to
loosely apply the second tourniquet around her arm in advance, for she
hadn't done a very good job of it herself.  It would have saved a little
time, but this being his first time with two young ladies, some things
would simply have to be left to chance.  Ted decided that he would probably
have to forgo the "booting" process that he was presently doing for
Christine when it came Candace's turn, but since he'd intentionally
prepared rather large doses for the girls, he felt pretty sure that booting
wasn't absolutely necessary.

   Ted suddenly realized he'd been daydreaming when he felt Christine
squirm.  "Hold still, just one more second, sweetheart" he whispered.  Then
glancing down he noticed that in spite of his lack of concentration, he'd
all but filled the barrel of the syringe.  Suppressing the urge to rush
things, Ted smoothly depressed the plunger of the hypodermic until all of
its contents disappeared into Christine's arm.

   "Ouch!" Candace squeaked as the sharp needle punctured her tender skin.

   "Oh, be still, Candace!" Ted feigned a reprimand.  "You know that didn't
hurt," he added with a wink and a grin at the pretty little blond. 
Glancing over at Christine, he noticed signs of confusion in her
expression. He'd left Christine's tourniquet in place in hopes of delaying
the effects of the drug, but time was running out.  "Hold still now,
darling," Ted cautioned as he pulled back on the plunger of the second
syringe.  As soon as he saw the telltale plume of blood shoot into its
barrel he said to Candace, "OK, honey.  You can loosen the rubber band
around your elbow now, just like I showed you.  Do it carefully though," he
instructed.

   "O...  OK," she said in a soft voice.  She was decidedly nervous, but
since she'd just watched Christine receive her shot of "love potion" with
no ill effects, Candace was a little more at ease.

   As soon as the tourniquet was slack, Ted injected the entire contents of
the hypodermic into Candace's arm, removed the needle and then swabbed the
injection site with alcohol again, just to be safe.  The party was about to
begin.

   His timing couldn't have been much better all things considered, and as
he watched the last of the slightly pink liquid vanish ahead of the
advancing rubber plunger on its way into his circulatory system, Ted heard
a soft moan to his right.  Glancing toward the two lovely sisters as he
pulled the needle from his own arm, Ted saw that Candace was attempting to
crawl toward the edge of the bed.

   "Hey, where're you goin', girl?" Ted asked, grabbing the pretty blond by
her ankles and pulling her back toward the center of the bed.  His voice
rang tinny in his ears as the powerful dose of cocaine-hydroxide coursed
through his veins.  Ted's vision began to narrow until all he could see was
the exquisite face of Christine Reynolds lying close at hand, her small
body partially covered by the dark satin sheet.  Judging from her rapt
expression, Ted guessed that she was deep in clutches of a similar rush.

   Without hesitation, Ted tore the satin sheet away from Christine's body
and fell upon her, showering her with kisses.  She returned a couple of his
kisses, but otherwise the young blond accepted his affection seemingly
without notice.  Her fresh scent permeated his very soul as his heightened
senses reacted to Christine's subtle perfume.

   "Ohhhhhh," young Candace groaned from nearby.  Glancing in her
direction, Ted recognized the expression of pure wonder on her lovely face
as the teenager lay on her back gazing sightlessly up at the ceiling.  With
an arm around her slender waist, Ted slid the little beauty over closer to
Christine, and draping his body across the two splendid twin sisters, he
proceeded to share his attentions with both.

   The potent stimulant roared through his brain with such intensity that
he could barely concentrate enough to continue, but somehow he managed to
relieve Christine of her panties.  At any other time the young blond might
have resisted him a little, but like her twin sister she was firmly in the
clutches of the powerful drug and was for all intents and purposes
completely incapacitated.  In fact, she barely reacted at all when after
squeezing out a healthy dollop of K-Y Jelly, Ted slathered the lubricant
between the supple rolls of Christine's ample labia majora.  She moaned
softly and her hips rose slightly to meet him as his fingers glided over
the full, resilient folds of flesh sparsely covered with a soft golden
down.

   Ted was more familiar with Candace, for she'd allowed him to take a few
more liberties with her than had her more demure twin.  To her credit,
though, Christine had let him remove her panties for the first time about a
week ago, but until now, Ted hadn't gotten the opportunity to touch the
more modest sister in any kind of meaningful way.

   Both girls had surprisingly full vulva.  In spite of her slenderness,
for example, Christine was blessed with a broad, prominent mons and
exceptionally plump, meaty outer lips.  While continuing to provide the
stunning blond with a steady stream of kisses, Ted slowly worked his way
between her legs until at last he lay atop her and more or less in
position. The temporary flaccidness marked by the initial onset of the
cocaine rush thankfully was wearing off, and trying his best not to alert
his young partner as to his intentions, Ted reached down and grasped a
rapidly growing erection in his fist.  Milking himself a couple of times he
guided himself toward the girl, taking care not to touch her until he was
ready to commit.  Then rising up and supporting himself with one arm, Ted
gazed down upon Christine's adorable face, and with one unbroken motion he
moved the head of his manhood between her plump labia and pressed forward
with his hips.

   The Reynolds twins weren't the first inexperienced young ladies Ted had
wooed.  Over the years he'd been fortunate enough to consummate
relationships with a number of tender young partners, and to share that
very special moment with a girl was something Ted cherished.  Each time
being unique unto itself.

   Many mistakenly believe that most "unsullied" young women are
exceptionally tight in the beginning, however experience has shown that
this isn't always the case.  In fact, without regular exercise the muscular
walls of the vagina, capable of contracting with tremendous force during
childbirth and upon demand with practice, quickly lose muscle tone.  It
stands to reason then that as a rule unless a girl is encouraged to begin a
program of pelvic floor exercises or Kegel maneuvers at an early age and
prior to engaging in sexual intercourse, more than likely her internal
musculature will fall below its potential until she gains experience.

   There are, of course, exceptions to every rule.  Difficulty with initial
penetration can indeed be a problem with many young ladies and for a number
of reasons.  A particularly tough hymen can cause considerable resistance
to attempted passage, causing pain and discomfort for both parties involved
and occasionally requiring surgical intervention.  The lack of sufficient
natural vaginal lubrication, resulting from insufficient arousal or other
physiological or psychological conditions can present problems, but this
can be easily remedied with the use of artificial lubricants.  There are
also documented cases of a condition known as Vaginismus.  Vaginismus is a
persistent or recurrent spasm of the outer third of the vagina that
interferes with intercourse.  Fortunately this condition is rare and can
usually be treated by the use of vaginal dilators of increasing diameter in
conjunction with relaxation and acceptance therapy.  Occasionally increased
vaginal tightness happens when a young lady feels tense or fearful and
isn't fully relaxed when penetration occurs.  Troublesome at best, this
sort of resistance can usually be overcome by patience and persistence on
the part of the male.

   Ted, however, had enjoyed a great deal of success using pharmaceuticals
and other recreational drugs to help make his young partners more
accommodating.  Although there were a number of very efficient "date rape"
drugs readily available, and Ted had tried a few, predominantly they were
of the "knock-out" variety, rendering the recipient either completely
unconscious or very nearly so.  Ted reserved the use of such compounds for
only the most difficult cases, preferring a little "audience participation"
from his partners.

   Cocaine had so far proven to be quite effective, along with good old
alcohol, of course.  The booze served to relax his subjects, easing their
"pre-flight" jitters as well as damping their inhibitions.  In fact,
alcohol alone had been responsible for paving the way toward two or three
highly satisfactory relationships, and Ted had great respect for its
effectiveness.  Alcohol did, however, have one or two distinct
disadvantages.

   In the early days, immediately following Ted's recognizing his
predilection for more youthful companionship, occasionally one of his
partners would over-indulge and become a little too relaxed.  More than one
youngster had passed out cold in his bed after first becoming annoyingly
lethargic with regards to Ted's amorous ministrations, and one girl had
puked all over his satin sheets.  What a mess that had been.

   Ted liked to fuck long and hard, and he expected his bed partners to
keep up their end of the bargain.  Although the initial effectiveness of
alcohol was quite beneficial, its sedating qualities could be very
frustrating.  He could have put more emphasis on the "courting" process
which would probably have assured the desired results without having to
rely so heavily on chemicals, but let's face it, he wasn't interested in
establishing any long term relationships.  Ted enjoyed the thrill of the
hunt and the sense of accomplishment he felt when his efforts came to
fruition The last thing Ted needed to do was to perpetuate any emotional
entanglements with the girls.  That his impressionable young consorts often
became enamored with him as a result of his efforts to get them into the
sack was at times unavoidable, eventually precipitating the need for Ted to
diplomatically disassociate himself with them.  This in itself could be
challenging.  That old saying about the wrath of a spurned female was very,
very true.

   Preying upon the girls' emotional impressionability was simply too time
consuming.  Ted wanted to move in, get what he was after and then make a
clean break in a timely manner, freeing himself up to begin a new project.
All he really needed was a way to keep his tender young lovers alert and
attentive until he was finished with them.

   Although he was a product of the sixty's and had done a tour in Vietnam
as a corpsman in the United States Army, Ted hadn't had a great deal of
personal experience with recreational drugs, however, he'd heard good
things about cocaine.  After a bit of research Ted decided that the drug
would probably fit the bill.  In addition to its universal availability,
Ted learned that cocaine acted as a nervous system stimulant which would
counteract the deleterious effects of alcohol, and later he would discover
that the drug actually enhanced the desirable aspects of alcohol
intoxication if administered properly.  Alcohol reduces inhibition and
cocaine tends to stimulate the pleasure center of the brain as well as
keeping the recipient excited and energized.

   "What could be better," Ted exclaimed, "than a happy, excited and
uninhibited young girl!" It took a few attempts before he got the dosage
right, but Ted persevered, and in so doing he also discovered that it was
easiest to adjust the ratio of alcohol to cocaine and achieve the desired
results if the latter was administered intravenously.  Since he'd had
considerable medical training, the injection procedure itself wasn't a
problem, but convincing a nervous young girl to allow him to give her an
intravenous injection proved to be a challenge.  Ted tried several
approaches.  Playing doctor was an obvious choice, but in the end, Ted
enjoyed the greatest success using his "Love Potion" stratagem.  Above all
else it seemed, young girls in their formative years longed to fall in
love, and if it was love they wanted, Ted was only too happy to oblige
them.

   "What's all this have to do with a tight pussy?" you ask.

   Ted quickly discovered that an unanticipated but very practical fringe
benefit derived from the intravenous injection of cocaine was that his
young partners were so absorbed by the initial effects of the drug and its
associated powerful rush, that they became virtually defenseless.  During
this period of almost total distraction, often lasting ten minutes or more,
Ted found that the girls offered practically no resistance to him at all
when he consummated their relationship.  Surprisingly they were almost
totally relaxed from the neck down, and by the time they realized what was
happening to them, Ted was already fucking their little brains out.

   Christine Reynolds was certainly no exception.  The possibility of
vaginal dryness was admirably handled by the K-Y Jelly, giving Ted
unfettered access to her.  Christine's hymen fell after only the briefest
resistance and with the exception of some reflexive quivering of her
vaginal walls Ted's manhood flowed into the girl virtually unopposed.  Her
huge blue eyes opened wide and staring as the exquisite little blond,
sensing the arrival of her lover into her depths, gazed up at him with a
priceless expression of astonishment and wonder on her face.

   Only a single soft moan escaped Christine's lips during her passage into
womanhood, and Ted wanted to keep it that way so as not to alert her
sister. So in order to mute any potential protests he clamped his mouth
over hers and began to kiss her rather forcefully.  The little blond
groaned into his mouth once or twice, and he felt her supple body squirm
beneath him but that was the extent of her attempts to impede his progress.
Christine's blue eyes remained open at first, staring up into his, as Ted
began to fuck her with slow deliberate thrusts.

   "Mmphh..mmphh," the luscious teenager huffed into his mouth when after
pressing the somewhat pointed head of his cock firmly against her cervix,
Ted backed off a couple of inches before reseating himself fully into the
girl.  She was surprisingly accommodating for a young lady who only moments
earlier had never before taken a lover.  Her previously untested vaginal
passage was pleasantly snug around Ted's nine inches, and she even appeared
to be self-lubricating a bit as he resumed his thrusting.  After only a
very few minutes of slow, steady fucking her eyes gradually closed and
seconds later Ted felt her knees rise upward on either side of his hips as
the precious child instinctively adjusted the angle of her vagina to better
accept her lover.  Already she was beginning to participate which thrilled
Ted to no end.

   That's assuming that he could get any more excited without going into
orbit.  As the powerful stimulant drug coursed through his veins, Ted was
consumed by the exquisite young girl.  Every nerve ending in his body
fizzed with heightened sensitivity.  Her sweet nubile bouquet filled his
head until Ted felt he could taste the very scent of her.  The
indescribable tenderness of her body was like nothing he'd ever
experienced, and where the two of them merged there burned a liquid sun.

   Ted was fucking her harder now, delivering himself to her with more
authority, but keeping the pace slow, wanting sweet Christine to experience
each and every thrust to the fullest.  Without realizing it he'd raised up
onto his hands for better leverage.  In so doing he'd, of course, removed
his lips from hers, so that she was free to cry out if she chose to. 
Fortunately, though, as Ted would discover this time and during future
trysts with the lovely Miss Christine Reynolds, true to character, she
proved to be a wonderfully quiet lover.  Only the gentle huffing of her
breathing in time to his cadence could be heard along with the soft,
rhythmic squeaking of the bed beneath them.  Ted was in heaven, and looking
down at the heavenly body rocking gently beneath him, he couldn't believe
his exceptional good fortune.  Although the thoughts arrived in his brain
in sizzling bursts, Ted recognized a glowing sense of satisfaction and
fulfillment he always felt whenever he "made the acquaintance" of a fresh
new partner.

   It was then that he heard a soft "thump" from somewhere nearby.

   "Candace!" Ted thought, looking quickly to his right.  "Damn!" He'd been
so wrapped up in her tender sibling that he'd forgotten about the other
Reynolds twin, and now she was nowhere to be seen.  Suddenly Ted was faced
with a difficult decision.  Continue fucking Christine or stop and go in
search of Candace.  He couldn't remember ever having been so torn.  Every
fiber of his being cried out for him to continue fucking the exceptional
little blond beneath him.  Her beautiful face was aglow with the blush of
arousal.  Ted thrust himself forcefully into her, causing those huge blue
eyes to snap open, gazing up at him filled with warm, hazy passion.  She
wanted him to fuck her.  Ted could see it in her face.  "Where's your
sister gone to, baby?" Ted whispered to the lovely girl as he wagged his
hips slowly from side to side, shifting himself inside of her and causing
those deep, blue pools to open even wider.

   "God she's gorgeous!" Ted mused.  Then, while stroking Christine slowly,
he glanced quickly around the room in an effort to spot her truant sister.
"Where are you, Candi?" Ted asked hoarsely of the empty bedroom.  "You're
gonna miss the party, baby.  You don't want your sister to have all the fun
do you?" he added, smiling down at Chris.  Judging from the rather blank
expression on her angelic face, Ted figured that the teenager was pretty
pre-occupied.  Then he groaned when for the first time the thirteen year
old bore down on him with untried muscles.  Christine definitely wanted him
to keep fucking her, and Ted had every intention of doing just that.  He'd
made up his mind.  He'd deal with Candace later, and squaring his shoulders
Ted prepared to hammer the hot little blond into oblivion when suddenly an
audible moan came from the foot of the bed.

   Ted knew it was Candace.  Somehow she must have fallen off the bed while
he'd been engaged with her sister.  Suddenly an icy thought occurred to
Ted. "Maybe she's OD'd!" In a drug enhanced state of near panic, and
ignoring the audible liquid pop which accompanied his departure, Ted tore
himself from Christine and scrambled to the end of the big bed.  There she
was, lying on her right side on the carpeted floor with her knees pulled up
to her chest.  She was breathing.  "Thank God!" Ted gasped as he lost his
balance and flopped onto the floor beside the young girl.  Moving close to
her, he put a hand onto her shoulder.  Her skin was cool and she was
shivering.  "Candace, honey?" Ted called to her, shaking her gently.  "Can
you hear me, baby?"

   After a moment which lasted an hour, Candace Reynolds opened her eyes
and looked up at him, albeit somewhat blankly.  Ted could have kissed her
he was so relieved.  In fact he did kiss her.  "We didn't know where you
were, sweetheart," he murmured softly as he pulled her slender body closer
to his.

   "Uncle T..Ted?" she whispered and then smiled timidly.  "Cold," she
whined and cuddled against him.

   Stroking her shining blond hair, Ted hugged her affectionately.  "I
guess you are cold," he murmured into her shell-like ear and then nibbled
at her neck.  Her skin was soft and fragrant and she appeared to be warming
up in his arms.  "Let's get you back into bed, baby, and Uncle Ted will
warm you up," hewhispered.  "Unless you want to stay down here on the floor
all by yourself," he added with a soft chuckle.

   "Mm...mmm," she whimpered in her best "little girl" fashion and cuddled
closer to him.

   "Come on.  Up we go," he said, getting slowly to his knees beside her.
Then reaching down, he took Candace by her narrow shoulders, carefully sat
her up and leaned her against the end of the bed.  "You really are cold,
aren't ya?" Ted bantered softly when glancing downward he noticed that the
two rosy pink nipples topping the small milky white cones of her breasts
looked like they were hard enough to etch glass.  Smiling he brushed the
backs of his fingers across one of them in response to a quizzical look
from the precious girl, and was rewarded with a demure blush and a musical
giggle.  Placing the palm of his right hand onto her soft cheek Ted looked
into her big blue eyes for a moment.  He was pleased to see that not only
was she OK, she was still reasonably distracted by the cocaine.  "Let's
join your sister, OK," Ted suggested, to which she slowly nodded her
consent.

   With Ted steadying her, Candace got to her knees, turned slowly and
flopped her upper body forward onto the firm mattress.  Then kneeling on
the carpeted floor at the foot of the bed, the stunning blond spread her
arms out on the cool, dark, satin sheets, and stretching sensuously, making
a purring sound like a lion cub in heat.

   Ted was suddenly struck dumb by the breath taking view before him.  He
hadn't really gotten a chance before now to appreciate the exceptional
beauty of Candace's splendid body from that particular angle.  Her waist
was wasp thin and her hips broad and generous in contrast.  "What a great
little ass you have, sweetheart," Ted murmured under his breath as he
stared dry mouthed at the twin milky orbs only barely covered by tiny pale
blue panties.  Placing a hand onto her smooth skin he began to rub her back
as he fantasized about the sound his thighs would make slapping against
that supple flesh.  Reaching up to massage her shoulders, Ted allowed his
body to press against those marvelous globes, feeling their softness and
warmth.  She stretched luxuriously beneath him and purred again.  Then
suddenly a simple thought occurred to Ted.  "Why fantasize?" he asked
himself.

   Reaching down with his free hand Ted discovered happily that he was
still reasonably hard, and he also discovered that a thin film of lubricant
remained, coating his manhood.  He hoped it would be enough because he
didn't want to spoil the moment by reaching for the tube of K-Y.  "Could he
really do this?" he wondered.  "Could he really succeed with two virgin
girls in one sitting?" Feeling confident that indeed he could, he continued
to massage Candace's soft skin, moving slowly downward, kneading the
resilient flesh of her love handles.  Then with one casual motion he hooked
her little panties with his thumbs and drew them smoothly down her slender
thighs.  If the little blond objected to this, she didn't show it, and
while continuing the surreptitious massage with one hand Ted grasped his
fully erect shaft in his free hand and shifted his knees until he knelt
directly behind the girl.  Glancing down at that enchanting target, Ted
realized that Candace's little panties which stretched between her thighs
just above her knees would probably prevent the youngster from spreading
her legs much for him.  "Oh well.  They'd both just have to make do," Ted
decided.  Hoping to surprise the little beauty he continued to rub her
lower back until the very last moment before grasping her right hip gently
but firmly.

   His impromptu strategy worked quite well, all things considered.  His
advance came as a complete surprise to the lovely blond, but thanks in part
to Ted's patient massaging she was reasonably relaxed when her special
moment arrived.  A startled little cry signified the youngster's surprise
when she first felt the smooth, hot mass press against her in a place that
to any female meant only one thing.  The actual sound of Candace's
transition into womanhood, however, came seconds later in the form of a
precious whimper as the smooth tip of Ted's cock dropped into that natural
socket formed by the external female genitalia, and before she could even
think to resist, he entered her, casting aside the last vestiges of her
childhood.

   "That's my girl," Ted said huskily as he gained entrance to the lovely
teenager.  Candace seemed to be a little tighter than her sister, but
perhaps it was just her position.  "Let your Uncle Ted inside, baby," he
murmured, grabbing her flaring hips in his hands, and pushing forward with
his hips.  A series of gentle vaginal contractions accompanied by several
marvelous grunts greeted him as Ted eased slowly into Candace.  His entry
into her didn't go quite as smoothly as with Christine.  Twice Ted had to
stop and pull back an inch or so before continuing, but in the end he felt
himself slide into the girl's fornix about the same time that the fronts of
his thighs pressed against her supple buttocks.  A strong shudder passed
through Candace when, with the soft sputtering sound of trapped air being
expelled from her interior, she sensed that she was fully compromised. 
"Oh, yeah, baby!" Ted grunted.  "Such a nice, tight little pussy, just like
your sister!"

   "M..mmmmmmmm," Candace whimpered as her Uncle Ted began to get up a
rhythm.  Glancing downward, Ted was rewarded with a vision that would
forever remain embossed upon his memory.  The creamy white skin of his
sweet young partner appeared to glow in contrast to the dark satin sheets.
Her shapely hips clutched in his two hands, Ted thrilled to the sight of
the luscious globes of Candace's little ass being compressed again and
again against the fronts of his thighs.  Between those supple orbs the
shaft of his cock, glistening with moisture, pistoned in and out,
alternately appearing and then disappearing into the stunning teenager with
a steady cadence.  Ted was in heaven once more.

   All too soon it seemed the erotic intensity of that exceptional visual
image along with the fiery internal heat of his young partner combined to
send Ted quickly to the edge of orgasm.  And as that familiar stinging itch
intensified in his loins, Ted faced a new challenge.

   From the beginning Ted intended to cum inside the girls.  And although
one might expect for him to be worried about impregnating one or both of
the Reynolds twins, Ted was unconcerned.  When all was said and done, and
the effects of the powerful drug wore off at last, the two lovely young
ladies would be faced with the stark reality of this afternoon's adventure.
Granted, Ted could be accused of statutory rape, but in truth, he doubted
very seriously if either of the girls would wish to make the details of
their little fling known to friends and family.  No, Ted figured that
discretion and silence would undoubtedly be the order of the day for
Candace and Christine Reynolds.

   So what was Ted's newest challenge?  Slowing his cadence with Candace,
Ted did some quick thinking, which wasn't all that easy to do, considering
the circumstances.  Ted's main concern, you see, was whether or not he
could inseminate both young ladies in one afternoon.  One thing was
certain, he would have to move fast, because once his ejaculations began
there would be little he could do to stem the flow.  Fortunately Ted was
known to produce an abundant supply of semen, and hopefully there would be
enough to go around.  "It won't be long now," Ted muttered.  Then pushing
deeply into Candace, and causing her to grunt viscerally, he held fast for
a moment while he planned his attack.  Glancing in Christine's direction,
Ted noted her current position.  While he was occupied with Candace, the
demure little blond had rolled onto her stomach and appeared to be dozing
peacefully.  Her slender legs were spread somewhat, giving him an
unobstructed view of her smooth inner thighs, and although the "target
area" was bathed in shadow, Ted thought he could probably manage a
bull's-eye when the time was right, and that time was very near.

   He held back as long as he was able, but even as he held fast within
Candace, she continued to rock her hips slowly from side to side,
instinctively participating and fucking him in return.  Grasping the little
blond's flaring hips tightly in his hands, Ted thrust himself deeply into
Candace one last time, eliciting another very pleasing grunt from his young
partner.  But it was the little blond's response to his first fusillade of
hot, ropey cum, delivered with considerable enthusiasm into the very core
of her womanhood, that Ted would always remember.

   "Oh, yeah, Candace, darlin'!" Ted groaned hoarsely, pulling back on her
shapely hips, and holding her tightly against himself.  Even though the
luscious teenager was still fairly well out of it, her inner female
registered the internal impact of the viscous heat deep inside.  Uttering a
sound very much like a kitten mewing, Candace unexpectedly raised her head
from the sheets and gazed back at her "Uncle Ted" over her right shoulder.
Ted would never forget her expression as understanding bloomed in her blue
eyes.  In fact, he was so entranced by that marvelous vision of loveliness
that he almost forgot about his other responsibilities.

   In an act of sheer willpower, Ted pulled out of Candace, grabbed his
throbbing cock in his fist, and doing his best to hold back the pulsing
salvos he scrambled onto the bed and over to his other young partner. 
Moving quickly between her legs, Ted used his knees to coax Christine's
thighs a little farther apart.  Then with what looked like a well rehearsed
move, Ted aimed the head of his cock between the young girl's luscious
buttocks and fell forward and down.  The sweet child groaned softly as she
and her Uncle Ted again became one, and soon afterward Christine became the
receptacle for the remainder of his semen.  Which, by the way, turned out
to be a respectable quantity.  Two or three good healthy spurts rifled down
Ted's jerking cock shaft, thoroughly coating the fluffy, convoluted walls
at the very deepest part of the Christine's vaginal passage.

   Then, as the fires began to burn low and the last tentative pulses of
ejaculate died away, Ted lowered his weight onto the warm little body
beneath him.  Basking in the afterglow of their special time together and
slowly softening within the enchanting young girl, Ted felt a sense of
fulfillment and accomplishment.  He'd recognized a rare opportunity,
nurtured it, and then carried it through to fruition.  He had no idea where
his relationship with the two lovely young sisters would go from here, but
he would cross that bridge when the time came.  Feeling sweet Christine
contract gently around his semi-flaccid cock, Ted hoped he would be seeing
a lot more of the Reynolds twins.
   End..  SM