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Geran and Nicole - 1
by Conquest23 (no address provided)
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Fraternal twins find a special love between them. Then
they discover they are two of the Four Horsemen of the
Apocalypse and must deal with that, their new
relationship, school, and much more. (MF-teens, inc,
1st, rom, sci-fi)
***
Author Note: This is the first chapter in a novel I am
writing. Being vain I wanted an audience and feedback.
All characters are 18 or over and this story contains
incest. If incest is not your thing please do not read.
I hope you enjoy the chapter. The rest of the novel
takes a left turn from here.
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Chapter 1: Geran and Nicole's First Time
Nicole's Story:
I moped around the house. Nothing new. I had been doing
it for months. A lot. I poked my head in the fridge.
Five minutes later I was still staring at the stuff in
the fridge. I finally grabbed a ginger beer and closed
the door. Then maybe five minutes staring in the pantry.
I sighed several times. I snagged a bag of chips. I
wandered into the living room and turned on the TV. I
dropped onto the best sofa and tucked my knees up under
my chin.
Sipping my drink and munching on greasy chips I channel
surfed looking for something to cheer me up or get my
mind off of my fucking dorky twin brother. Except he
really wasn't. He was gorgeous, considerate, my best
friend since I came out of the womb – maybe before, and
I was so in love with him it hurt.
Two weeks ago I couldn't take it anymore and bared my
soul to Mom. She told me incest was perfectly normal and
among consenting people is perfectly acceptable. She had
already known about my feelings seeing me stare at Geran
with puppy dog eyes. Her last words on the subject were,
"Nicole You and Geran will make an excellent husband and
wife. Just have faith and a little more patience. Incest
born of love is not a bad thing." Patience is fucking
bullshit when you're eighteen.
Although she did share some useful information. She told
me, "You didn't start out as fraternal twins. You
started as identical twins. I changed the sex of one of
the eggs to make you two fraternal twins. Identical
twins come from splitting one egg so you two are sharing
much more than you know. You could possibly be sharing a
soul of sorts. You two are destined to be together.
Neither one of you can avoid this fate."
I suppose that was good news. Although it was destined
it could be tomorrow or fifty years from now. I was so
self absorbed I missed what she really told me and
didn't ask some questions I really should have asked.
High school was almost over and summer was fast
approaching and I didn't have the guts to tell Geran I
was in love with him. Why couldn't he fucking see it? I
had been in love with him since I turned fourteen. I
walked around nearly nude. I let him see my naked boobs
and ass. I thought I looked good. Maybe I should walk
around completely nude. I thought we were good together.
Depression took hold of me and I went into my room to
cry for a while. There wasn't anything on TV anyway. I
was firmly in the sister / friend zone. WHY didn't he
want me? Maybe I should seduce him. What if he rejected
me? I wouldn't be able to live. I suppose I could look
for a boyfriend this year and try to put Geran out of my
mind. I doubted it.
I went into his room and raided his closet.
Actually, I raided his pile of clothes he had worn but
not washed yet. I took a couple of shirts, a pair of his
jeans, and a couple pairs of his boxer-briefs. I took
them back into my room and flopped on the bed holding
and sniffing the clothes. It helped some.
I was actually pretty familiar with his closet. I had
made a habit of sneaking into his room at night since I
could walk so I could sleep snuggled up to him. It was a
rare night we didn't sleep in the same bed. Sometimes I
had gotten into his room before he did and hid in his
closet. From there I could watch him masturbate his
gorgeous dick and I could stroke myself too.
After he fell asleep I would creep out of his closet and
into his bed like normal. It was commonplace for me to
make teasing comments about his morning wood when we
woke up. I liked having it pressed up against me. I
snapped out of my daydream.
Maybe I could write a book or script for a TV movie. I'd
call it, "The Life and Times of an Eighteen Year Old
Girl who Spent all Her Time Being Insane and in Love
with Her Fucking Twin Brother Like a Sick and Twisted
Retard." Lifetime would take it if I made 'brother' to
'sister.' They love that lesbo shit. I screamed into my
pillow a few times.
I decided to go talk to Mom again.
"Nicole, honey, Geran loves you. He loves you every bit
as much as you love him. He just doesn't know it yet.
Emotionally, he is very reserved and needs you to break
him out of his shell."
I pouted. "But how am I supposed to get his attention?
He might notice my body but he doesn't act on it. Should
I just attack him?"
She looked thoughtful. "Attacking might not be a bad
idea, but not in the way you think. Get his emotions
going. Make him jealous and put him in a situation where
he has no choice but to react."
"I could do that. There are tons of guys wanting to ask
me out. I need to move on it though. There's only four
weeks of high school left." I had an uncomfortable
thought. "Mom, what happens if he gets so jealous he
loses it? He's a good fighter."
"You'll have to control the situation." She told me
messing up my hair.
"Fuck, Mom! I just got my hair how I liked it!" I went
to fix it again and plot my evil plot.
Monday morning:
I decided to dress kinda slutty to get the attention I
wanted. Crop top, shorts, no bra. Actually, I didn't
have many bras. I don't like wearing them and I'm a
terrible exhibitionist as it is. I just didn't do it
very often at school. Geran noticed when I came
downstairs.
He stared at me for a minute or two before asking, "Is
it supposed to be hot today?"
I smiled, "The weather will be very warm, but I think I
will be hot today." I grabbed my back pack and headed
for his motorcycle. My nipples were erect and my top was
just translucent enough for my dark areolas to just be
seen if someone was staring at them.
We put on our helmets and I got on behind him and
enjoyed our ride into school. I always enjoyed riding on
his bike snuggled up to him.
I'm used to guys checking me out all the time, but today
was exceptional. I was getting extremely aroused from
all the stares. Of course, I was encouraging them and
flirting with anything male. I could feel Geran's
agitation growing. Phase One was turning out to be a
success! Now to keep the heat turned up.
By lunch time I had been asked out seventeen times. I
had picked the guy I thought was one of the best looking
and all around best choice. His name was Allen and he
had a reputation for either getting into a girl's pants
or trying very hard to get into a girl's pants on the
first date. I hadn't let him know I had picked him yet.
I figured I'd let him stew until Wednesday and then let
him know he was getting to take me out.
Tuesday and Wednesday I dressed similarly and flirted
outrageously. Late that afternoon I agreed to my date.
When we got home Geran started on me.
"Nicole, you really want to go out with Homerun Allen?
There's got to be better choices than that! I mean..."
I cut him off. "Look Geran, I want to go out and have a
good time. I've heard Allen knows how to show a girl a
good time. Seriously, why are you so concerned about it
anyway? You planning on fucking me? You worried he's
gonna rape me? You can't rape the willing, Dipshit! Now
fuck off and let me do my homework!"
I stomped into my room and shut the door leaving him
standing in the kitchen with his mouth hanging open. I
was shaking like a leaf. I'd never been that mean to him
and I hated myself for it. I realized I had tears in my
eyes and flopped on my bed to try to calm down.
After an hour or so there was a gentle knock at my
bedroom door. I called out, "It's open." Mom came in and
shut the door behind her. She sat on my bed and gave me
a hug and I fucking lost it. I was sobbing on her
shoulder telling her what I did. After I calmed down she
assured me all this would be worth it.
Mom dried my face and told me, "This is going to be one
of the hardest weeks of your young life. You and Geran
will be at loggerheads the rest of the week. On the plus
side, you are getting under his skin. Friday night
should put you two together. I think it would be wise to
stay over at Celeste's for a couple of nights. There's
no sense aggravating the situation before Friday."
"Sounds like a plan. I'll text her." Celeste is my best
and oldest friend. We've known each other since first
grade. If I didn't have designs on Geran then I would be
helping her to hook up with him. I know he has the hots
for her and she is somewhat attracted to him. She and I
sunbathe topless when we know he's spying on us.
I texted her and packed a bag and slipped out the back
door and walked over to her house. We had pizza, watched
shitty movies, and I updated her on my latest melodrama.
She thinks my life is a constant source of amusement.
Sometimes I wonder why I hang out with her.
Geran's Story:
I stood stunned in the kitchen watching Nicole storm off
after giving me the worst tongue lashing I'd ever gotten
from her. She and I had never fought like this. We were
always each other's best friend. We shared almost
everything. We were closer than most identical twins and
at times seemed like we could read each other's minds at
times.
I supposed she was desperate to lose her virginity
before she graduated. I grabbed some snacks and headed
to my room to do my homework.
After a while I realized I was staring at the same page
and had been for quite a while and hadn't read it. 'You
planning on fucking me?' Her words kept repeating in my
head.
I shoved the book aside and pulled out my laptop and
began researching incest. The Bible had several examples
of it sanctioned by the Christian god. Adam, Noah. The
genetic damage doesn't occur until several generations
had bred. It seemed to be a legal issue.
The laws were pretty specific and pretty harsh.
Imprisonment seemed to be the common approach. Did I
want to risk prison and not see Nicole for several
years? Was she serious and was that a hint she threw at
me? Maybe it was just an expression or something. I
suppose the real question is did I love her that way?
I hadn't really thought about it before. Could I handle
it if she was with someone else not me? If she married
someone else? That was an easy one. I needed her to be
in my life. She needed to be with me and not someone
else.
OK. So did I love her enough to make her happy? Did I
love her enough to be with her forever? Did I love her
sexually? She is incredibly hot. Thinking about her as
someone I just met – yeah – I'd definitely be trying to
have sex with her.
So the final questions were how does she really feel
about me and is it worth the risk? Those two questions
would torment me for a while.
I was horny (as usual) and figured I'd give a fantasy
Nicole a try. I found a picture of her in a skimpy
bikini and began masturbating. I came faster and harder
than I ever had before. That solved that issue. I
definitely could have sex with her.
The next morning I was in for another surprise. Mom left
a note stating she had gone to work early and Nicole was
staying at Celeste's for a couple days. I got ready for
school and went in alone.
I texted Nicole several times before class, but she
never replied. Neither did Celeste. She can't be that
upset. We've fought before but it never lasted more than
a day. I was starting to get very annoyed.
End of the school day – still no Nicole. I found out
from some of her other friends she and Celeste weren't
at school today. My emotions were going all over the
place. Was she ok? Was she still angry? Why wouldn't she
respond? I went home alone. The house was empty and
quiet.
Mom had texted me: "Have out of town meeting. Back Fri
night. No parties! Look after your sister. Love you.
Mom."
Screw this. I texted my friend Vince and asked if wanted
to come over for pizza and video games. He agreed and
was over within an hour.
"Hey Geran. You look like shit."
"Thanks, Dude. Knew I could count on you. Pizza's here.
Let's go to the FROG (Finished Room Over Garage) and
I'll beat your ass in Halo. Again."
Vince snorted and followed me to our hideaway. Mom had
it built to keep Nicole and me from messing up the main
house. And we didn't disturb her when we had music or
our games turned up.
It was really a good set up. Sofas, chairs, kitchenette,
bathroom, futon, huge TV, several game systems, and it
was heavily sound insulated.
Vince and I started eating. "You want beer, soda, or
water?" I asked him.
"You got good beer or that canned cat piss from the
7/11?"
"No, I got some good imported lager." I pulled out a six
pack and gave him half.
"Whoa. Mr. Proper is having three whole beers tonight?
I'm definitely kicking your ass tonight."
I popped one open and drained it. I opened the next one
and sipped on it. "Yeah. I need it tonight. Nicole and I
got in a fight and she still seems to be mad at me."
Vince sighed heavily. "OK, Dickhead. What did you do
this time? It's like you two are married. Or worse.
Sounds a little more serious this time from your tone
though."
I filled him in while we ate and drank and watched TV.
When my tale of woe was done the pizza and beer were
gone. I got up and grabbed another six pack. "Want
half?"
Vince nodded, "If you're getting drunk tonight then so
am I. How much is in the fridge?"
"Three more sixes. So what do you recommend I do? Wait
it out?"
He looked thoughtful, but it was probably an act. "You
have any choice other than waiting it out?"
"No. What about long term? If she was your sister would
you be ok with Homerun Allen taking her on a date?"
"Fuck no man! I'd kick his stupid ass so until he
couldn't even look at her without pissing himself. That
still doesn't solve the real problem though."
It was quiet for a while. I drained another bottle and
looked at him, "Am I supposed to beg you to tell me the
real problem?"
He gave a belch, turned on the game and handed me a
controller. "Dude, you are the smartest guy at our
school and probably several others, but you are a
fucking clueless wonder about your own twin. I'm telling
you this one time only and no arguing because I KNOW
what I'm gonna tell you is true. Sniper on the left
building."
I missed the shot. "You told me too late to get him. And
you probably set me up on it. So what don't I know about
Nicole that you think you do?"
He smirked at me. "You miss more shots and we might as
well play Donkey Kong. Maybe you can handle that.
Haven't you ever wondered why I never asked her out? She
is a total hottie and I would love to date her. Her
looks, her personality, shit; everything about her makes
her desirable. She's never gone out with anyone."
"Vince, the beer is starting to kick in and riddles
don't impress me right now or even make a whole lot of
sense. Just say whatever it is." I missed several shots.
The beer was not helping my aim.
He sighed again and paused the game. "Look at me Geran.
Your fraternal twin sister Nicole is ass over appetite
in love with your sorry ass. She practically worships
you. She wants you to be much more than her sister and
you've been too dense to notice or realize it. I imagine
she got impatient and decided you might be a lost cause
and decided to start sowing her oats. She is the
horniest female I've ever met and she gets even more
aroused around you. Practically orgasmic in fact."
It was hard to hear his whole speech with the blood
rushing through my ears. I thought about it long and
hard before opening my mouth. "HOW do you know? You said
you know this – not that you thought this. So how do you
know it for a fact?"
"You didn't think you were the only person with some
heightened abilities did you? Aw shit. You didn't even
think your intelligence was an exceptional attribute did
you?"
I shook my head.
"Geran, you really do stumble through life don't you?
You need to open your eyes. OK, you had Fruit Loops for
breakfast. You took a shower with Zest this morning.
Your laundry detergent is Tide. You haven't been in this
room in two days."
I looked at him skeptically. "Easy stuff to figure out
by looking through my house."
"Except I didn't. I can smell all that stuff. I can
smell pheromones as well and even identify people by
them. I can definitely smell female arousal and your
sister gets seriously aroused around you. On top of that
I can see it in her eyes when she looks at you."
"No bullshit?" I asked.
"No bullshit. Let's watch some movies and drink until we
pass out. You need to do some serious thinking. Do you
want her like she wants you? If not, let me know because
I'm moving in on her."
He shut off the game and switched on some cheesy '80s
fantasy movies with lots of T&A. He sat back down on the
sofa with two six packs and handed me one.
"Those better be gone before the first movie is over.
We'll drink for cheesy lines, tits, sword fights, and
magic. Deal?"
I opened all six of mine and got them ready. "Deal."
Two movies later we were on the last beers in the place.
I was about twenty seconds from passing out.
"Vince?"
He was about in the same condition. "Huh?"
"Thanks, I owe you."
"Fuck yeah you do."
"I want her. I can't live without her. I just don't know
how to make this right."
"You'll figure it out. I think."
Beer-blivion took over.
The next morning I woke up suddenly. After a minute I
realized I had ice cold water all over me. A few minutes
after that I realized someone had thrown it on me. I
stood up getting ready to smack Vince and the hangover
took the floor and slid it very hard to the right.
"Just let me lie here until I have a fighting chance
against the cunning floor."
He grinned down at me. "No problem. Just letting you
know I'm heading home. Get sober. Get some food. Find
your horny sister. Laters."
I went back to sleep. When I woke up again I felt back
to my old self. It was three in the afternoon. I
wandered back to the main house for a shower and a
sandwich. I had to come up with a plan to talk to Nicole
before her date.
I was finishing my sandwich when she roared home and ran
upstairs in a flurry of activity. I started up the steps
with no clue what to say when I heard the shower start.
Nicole's Story:
Thursday and Friday were pretty depressing and
uneventful for me. Celeste stole my phone and hid it
somewhere. She didn't give it back until she dropped me
off to get ready for my date. Fucking bitch. Although
she did try to keep me entertained the past two days.
She dropped me off at home knowing she hadn't given me
enough time to get ready before Allen showed up. I raced
upstairs and started my shower. I was actually nervous.
I'd never been on a date before and I knew Allen would
try something with me. How would I handle it? How would
Geran handle it? Should I let him? It might be fun.
I might regret it. Shit! I really needed the extra time
to talk to Geran. My voice mails are full and there's
about a million texts from him. I was trying to read a
few of them while brushing my teeth.
I checked the time on my phone. I only had about ten
more minutes before Allen would be here. I ran to my
room and grabbed a dressy red blouse and a black mini
skirt. What else? Panties – I chose a black thong. Shoes
– nice sandals with three inch heels. A little jewelry,
perfume, purse. Doorbell!
I ran downstairs and almost ran into Geran. "We'll talk
when I get back! I promise!" I gave him a brief hug and
ran out the door.
"Hi Allen!" He looked ok, but he really hadn't made much
of an effort.
"Hey. You ready?" he asked.
"Yep! Where are we going?" I asked getting into his car.
"Thought we'd catch some dinner. Then who knows? Maybe a
movie?" he said it kinda sleazy, but then I didn't
choose him because he was a saint. I didn't know what I
wanted to do. I knew he was going to try to fuck me. Did
I want that? Did I want to do other stuff but not fuck?
What were my options? Handjob? Blowjob? Letting him feel
me up? I was aroused at the idea but he wasn't really
the one I wanted to do any of those things with.
He took me to a greasy spoon diner. The food was ok. The
atmosphere wasn't. Nearly every guy in there made it
pretty obvious they wanted to fuck me and they didn't
care if I was willing. Maybe I should have stayed at
home.
Allen only looked at my eyes a few times during dinner.
My boobs were much more interesting to him. We went
Dutch. How did this loser get any dates other than he
looked good?
The conversation consisted of him telling me how
wonderful he was at football. He never once asked
anything about me.
After dinner we left the diner and I started walking
towards his car. He wasn't. He called out to me, "Hey!
We're going this way!"
I looked over and started towards him. He was pointing
across the way. I looked and realized he was pointing at
a cheap motel. "Why are we going there, Allen?"
"Aw come on! Don't be dumb. I got us a room and they
have great movies on the TV! Now come on so I can give
you what you want." He grabbed my hand and pulled me to
room 8. He unlocked it and pulled me in.
"Go ahead and get on the bed and find a good X-rated
show. I have to take a leak and then we can get busy."
I looked around desperately for an escape route. "Hey,
Allen! I'm going to the vending and get us some ice and
sodas, ok?"
"That's a great idea! Get me a Coke. No, wait. Too much
caffeine too late at night. How about a... Sprite? No.
How about a root beer?" And then I heard him walk out of
the bathroom as I was just about to open the door. Shit!
He delayed me on purpose. I turned around. He was
walking towards me and he was nude.
Well, he does have a nice physique. I let my eyes drift
lower. Wow! He had a BIG dick. Long and very thick. Now
I know how he gets his dates. What girl wouldn't want to
try out a huge one? They may never get another chance.
He reached out and grabbed my breasts and found my
nipples easily. He twisted them roughly. I gasped at the
sensation. "Like that? Knew you would. Get undressed and
get on the bed."
I was still trying to make up my mind to stay or leave
when he grasped the collar of my blouse and ripped it
off of me. "Nice tits! I always liked that you don't
wear a bra. Now get on the bed so I can stretch you out
and make you think of me when you're fucking all your
future lovers." He pulled me close and began sucking on
my nipples. It felt really good, and it felt really
wrong. I made up my mind to leave and started
struggling.
CRACK! I had trouble figuring out where the sound came
from when I realized it was from him slapping my face.
Then I felt his fist connect with my stomach and I was
doubled over. He picked me up and threw me on the bed.
He got between my legs and was ready to shove his dick
in me.
The door to the room shattered and Geran roared in. I
know I was seeing double from the punches but he looked
about a foot taller and I could swear his eyes were
glowing or shooting flames. Allen never had a chance.
Within three seconds he had broken Allen's jaw, his arm,
several ribs, and ruptured one of his testicles. I found
that out later. I jumped on Geran's back and cried out,
"Don't kill him! Stop!"
I was shocked he listened to me. He picked up Allen and
took him around the motel to the closest dumpster and
tossed him in. "Do I need to threaten you Asshole?
Didn't think so."
Geran took my hand and pulled me back to the room. "Get
your stuff. I'm taking you home." He pulled off his
shirt and gave it to me. I quickly got my things, put on
his shirt and followed him to our bike. The tires
smelled a little burnt and the engine was hot. I got on
behind him and held him closely.
I realized he hadn't worn his helmet or brought mine. I
held him tightly and let the wind blow through my hair.
I felt safe and at home. I belonged to Geran and he
belonged to me. I had him riled but was he riled in the
right direction? Was he going to embrace me or hate me?
I hoped for the best but feared the worst.
I thought back over the week. I had betrayed him. Badly.
I hoped the wind would dry my tears too. We made it home
very quickly. We dismounted and he parked the bike. He
held out his hand to me. "Come on."
I gently took it. "Where are we going?" I asked quietly.
"We're going to your room and we're going to discuss a
few things," he told me in a firm, gruff voice.
I nodded and followed him. We went into my room and I
sat on the bed and waited. He paced a minute or two and
sat at my desk.
"Nicole, we need to talk about us. Someone told me you
love me. Do you?"
"Of course I do! You're my brother! I will..."
He cut me off. "That's not what I mean and you know it.
Do. You. Love. Me?"
I stared at the floor a minute or two and then looked
into his eyes. I whispered, "Yes."
He was silent for several minutes.
"I need to apologize to you. I have been blind to your
feelings and I have been being cruel and I've been
making you unhappy. I'm deeply sorry and I won't do it
any longer." He wasn't making any sense. What was he
babbling about? I was confused.
"Geran, I don't understand what you're saying." I wiped
a tear off of my face. Shit he smelled good.
"Nicole, I love you too. I love you more than anything.
I want us to be together always. I want you to realize
the risks though."
I burst into tears. I jumped up and wrapped my arms
around his neck and held him. I felt his strong arms
encircle me. I was sobbing hysterically on his chest.
"Hey, please stop crying! I thought that would make you
happy. We don't have to..."
I cut him off this time. "I AM happy! I've never been
happier!"
"Here. Let's lie on your bed while you calm down." He
picked me up and lay on my bed face up. I hadn't let go.
He held me and stroked my head and back while I calmed
down. It took me about an hour and then I got the
fucking hiccups. Eventually, they stopped too.
"Geran?"
"Hmmm?"
"What risks? You mean the laws?"
"Yeah. We have to be more than low key or we could both
face arrest and imprisonment in this country."
"Bullshit!" We heard Mom's voice at my doorway which of
course scared the living shit out of us. We bolted
upright and looked at her in surprise.
"Shut your mouths. You look ridiculous."
Geran spoke before I could. "Why is it bullshit? The
laws are pretty strict."
"Do either or you think for one instant I'd let anyone
and I mean anyone arrest either of you for loving each
other? It will NEVER happen. You express your feelings
however you want. I'll see you at breakfast. Tomorrow
night we'll go out and celebrate so think of a
restaurant you'd like to go to. The cost is irrelevant.
Good night and I'm VERY happy for both of you! You were
born to be together." She walked out, came back and
kissed us both on the foreheads, walked out again and
closed the door behind her.
I laughed. "Well that was amazing! Stand up a minute.
Let's get ready for bed." We did our routines and got
back to my bed. I was wearing my usual panties and one
of his shirts. He was wearing boxer briefs. We'd slept
(sleeping – not sex) like this for years, but somehow
tonight it seemed different. I felt very shy and
awkward.
Geran got into bed first and held the covers open for
me. "I don't think I've ever slept in your bed before.
You always get into mine."
"I'm patient enough to wait for you to get in here." I
told him slipped in next to him and held him close.
"Geran, I REALLY want you. It's just I don't want it to
be the same night I almost got raped. Is that ok?"
He held me closer and kissed the top of my head.
"Whenever you're ready. I will never pressure you. Go to
sleep."
I wiggled around until I had him spooning me. I was
almost asleep when a thought occurred to me. "You still
awake?"
"Mmm-hmm."
"How did you find me? I never told you where I was
going. I didn't even know where we were going."
"Celeste put a GPS tracking app on your phone and left
it running. I was racing around the town while she let
me go ballistic for a while. When she thought the time
was right she called my cell and told me how to track
you. I have to get new tires on the bike. Probably a
tune up too after what I did to it tonight."
"I'm sorry! I'll pay for it."
"Don't worry about it. I'd do it again."
"You said someone told you I loved you. You didn't
figure it out on your own? Who told you?"
"I thought you were tired."
"I am. I'm just curious."
"No. Apparently, I am not able to discern your feeling
for me on my own. You have to promise me to help me
there.
"I promise!"
"Vince told me."
"Clever fucker," I mumbled drifting off.
OK – I couldn't help it. I woke up around 2am and was so
horny I couldn't stand it. Geran's erection was pressed
against my ass and I had been grinding against it in my
sleep. My panties were soaked. I got out of bed and
stripped and turned on the lamp on my nightstand.
"Geran! Wake up!"
He stirred and looked at me. I could see him REALLY
looking at me from head to toe and back again. "You are
so gorgeous." He whispered.
I did several poses and turned around for him. He pulled
me down on the bed and on top of him. "Nicole, do you
remember when we were five? We promised each other when
we were old enough we would marry each other and no one
else? I love you. Will you marry me? Will you share my
life for as long as we live and maybe beyond?"
My heart exploded. "YES!! YES!! I will marry you!! Geran
I will always be with you!! I love you, too!" I burst
into tears and was crying uncontrollably and sobbing and
gasping, "I love you," over and over. He rolled on top
of me and began kissing me.
Fuck he's a good kisser! My toes were curling and I ran
my fingers through his hair. My hands over his chest. I
could feel his cock pressing against me. Please don't
let this be a dream! We kept kissing and when I had a
spare second to catch my breath I kept repeating 'I love
you' over and over.
"These are perfect," he told me caressing both my
breasts.
I protested lightly. "They aren't big enough!"
He kissed one of my nipples. I groaned and came! He
sucked on them for what felt like hours. I was moaning
and cumming. He came back up to kiss me. I placed my
hands on his head and kissed him fiercely. He eventually
pulled away and looked at me. "Why are you crying? Am I
hurting you? Do you want me to stop?" He looked worried.
I burst into tears again and held him tightly against
me. "I don't want you to ever leave me! I'm so happy
right now! Geran, I've loved you for years! I've
imagined this moment for so long. I want you so badly. I
need you." I was still crying. He rolled me on top and
held me until I calmed down.
Then we reversed again and he kissed his way down my
body. He ran his nose through the 'landing strip' of
pubic hair I had. His nose tickled the lips of my pussy.
"You smell amazing! I can't wait to taste you!" And he
did. He tormented my pussy and clit for hours. I was
screaming and thrashing and pulling his face against my
pussy. His tongue was magic. When he stopped licking and
sucking I didn't stop cumming.
I knew it was time. "He looked at me, "You're still a
virgin aren't you?"
I nodded, "My hymen is long gone though. I've been
masturbating since I was thirteen."
He moved into position and slowly, ever so slowly
entered me while staring into my eyes. I was so wet he
didn't stop sliding into me until he was in to the hilt.
He began thrusting and I wrapped my arms and legs
tightly around him. We kissed while he slowly pumped
into me. He then moved his mouth to my ear and licked it
and whispered how much he loved me and how we'd always
be together from this day forward.
I was cumming hard and constantly. It was magical and I
felt so full and so complete. Finally I felt him tense
and it felt like his cock got bigger and then the hot
cum spurted out of him and into me. Nothing had ever
felt so good in my entire life. It was like he filled me
with liquid soul.
We held each other and he stayed inside me until his
erection finally subsided and his dick slid out of me. I
felt his cum oozing out of me and going down my ass. We
continued to fondle each other and whisper sweet
nothings.
He pushed away from me suddenly and grabbed his crotch.
"Something is wrong! It really hurts!" He gasped.
After about ten long seconds he stopped and relaxed. I
checked him thoroughly. About the same time we both saw
it. HOLY FUCK! He had grown a second cock!!! How was
this possible?? We looked at each other and had the same
thought. "MOM!!!" We both yelled simultaneously.
"MOOOMMMM!!"
Mom walked in the room. "It's about time!" she said.
To be continued?
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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