From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Twin Sisters, A True Story (MFF, oral, anal, switch)
Date: 30 Oct 1996 03:18:42 GMT

Rebecca speaks: I write and post a lot of stories to the ASS group.
Normally most of the stories are of your garden type jerk-off stories
posted for sophomores. This one sent to me rings of truth and I want
the readers to enjoy it. - RD

			     Twin Sisters

	I am forty-two years old and have been married for eighteen
years to the same woman. I have been a loving kind husband and have
never cheated on my wife. We live out in the suburbs of a major city
with four kids. I was real lucky when I married Donna at twenty-four.
She was twenty-two, 5'6" tall, blond and looked much younger, with a
baby doll innocent face, very slim long legs, a tight ass and small
hard breasts. Her family was very rich and although I do not give the
appearance of being after her money, we manage to live a very
comfortable life. We have kids in our family which is what Donna
wanted. Her family was four kids, two brother and a twin sister Diane.

	I got a lot of kidding about my wedding night during my
bachelor party about the twins switching on me. I never could tell
them apart and at family get togethers, it was hard to tell them
apart. It still is. There was teasing over the years, and I admit I
got a feel off of Diane now and then, but to me it was just normal
sister-in-law horsing around. The irony was that Diane, as stunning as
she was, never got married. Although, in the eighteen years I have
known her, she dated a few men, she never appeared to be able to
commit to a long term relationship.

	The twins were very close and I never thought much about it,
attributing the closeness to "twinness", and also being sisters.

	After eighteen years both sister had kept their bodies in good
shape. They weren't teenage cheerleaders, but they still turned men's
heads. As far as our sex life goes, it settled into the middle class,
missionary style three times a week routine. We, after the last child
arrived, could take it or leave it. Now and then we would settle into
a x-rated flick but Donna would never do oral or anal or any other
positions. To be honest I didn't really care. I surfed the net and
read Parker stories, the Warthog series and just enjoyed myself.

	Part of it is the honest realization that my sex drive was
waning and with the kids around and Donna's attitude and money
problems and a lot of other bullshit excuses. So I spend time surfing
the net for stories and and drinking and screwing the old lady when
she feels like it. Some would say we have an odd relationship, but let
me tell you this is the way it is in ninety percent of marriages.

				* * *

	Saturday, October 26, was a typical autumn Saturday. I figured
after mowing the lawn, I'd putter in the basement for a little while,
then watch Florida State and Virginia play, and grill some steaks. The
kids had a party to go to that night and afterwards Donna and I would
watch Braveheart or some bull and go to bed for the token straight up
Saturday night fuck.

	In the basement, in my workshop, I began to work on one of the
walls to prepare it for putting up drywall. The previous owner had put
up paneling and I had been ripping it down a piece at a time. The wife
had gone shopping with her sister, so I figured lighting up a joint
would help the work. (Yes, some of us old farts still smoke.) She
never would do it after the kids arrived. I really was feeling mellow
and I was debating in my head whether or not to put on an old x-film
and stroke the weasel, when this last sheet of panel ripped in my hand
as I was pulling it down. It exposed a heating duct that in eighteen
years of living there I had never seen. I opened the vent and some
dust fell and I heard voices in the kitchen...

	"... isn't here. If he was he'd be in front of the tube,"
Donna exclaimed as she put the groceries down.

	"When do you think he will be back?" Diana said.

	"I don't know. We have time to marinate the steaks and have a
couple of glasses of wine. Do you want to want to stay for dinner?"

	"... not?? I'd love to. How are you two getting along?? Is it
still routine??"

	They began moving about the kitchen and I barely could hear
what they were saying, just bits and snatches (no pun intended). "...
switch and he would never know."

	"Diana, you should be... "

	 ... Kids are out. You could put my clothes on. I could have
dinner with him and you could go out and enjoy the night life for
once."

	"... I couldn't. If he caught on... "

	"... We'll meet back... morning... "

	"No. he'd know... What happens if we can't switch back...
You'd have... the... night together."

	"... take your blouse off and now your skirt... what about our
shoes... "

	I heard a lot of giggling and by now the joint was done. I
snuck out the back and circled to the front of the house and walked in
on Diana/Donna and Donna/Diana. Had they switched clothes or was it me
and the joint? A few hellos and small talk and Diana/Donna said she
had to leave and couldn't stay for dinner. She got in her car and I
was left with ?????

	I gave my wife or whoever a kiss on the lips, grabbed a beer,
and sat in front of the tube to watch the game. More actually to
think. She said, "I am going to take a shower," and I said, "Need any
help???" She kiddingly (I think) replied, "Yes."

	"I will be up in a few moments."

	Was it Diana or Donna? Think, think think, Then I thought,
`Does it matter? If they pulled a switch, I am going to let them get
away with it but the joke is going to be on them.' I had to, for male
ego, determine if it was Diana or Donna in the shower.

	I knew this was going to be fun as I entered the shower. I
stripped and got in. Diana didn't seem to be surprised as I was in the
shower with her. I kissed the back of her neck and began massaging her
ass and her breasts. She jumped a little when my finger ran between
her butt and goosed her tight anus. I knew then it was Diana. Donna
would never put up with this.

	MY evil sex twin began to come out of me as I thought this
over. `This gorgeous ass was in front of me wet and soapy. What the
hell?? t's fourth down, go for it. '

	"Bend over dear, you know you like it this way." How could she
say no without revealing who she was. This little girl had bitten off
more than she could chew.

	She bent over and held onto the faucet as I slowly entered her
from behind. What a feeling as I began pistoning in and out, slowly
and deeply, and there wasn't a damn thing she could do about. This
really added to the thrill.

	After I came, I said, "C'mon, let's go to the bedroom. That's
what we always do."

	I knew she'd follow. How could she not?

	"You are acting a little strange. Is everything all right?"

	"No. No everything is ok."

	"Good," I said as I sat on the bed, "Get on your knees and do
the thing I love."

	I tried not to laugh at the expression on her face as I put my
hand on her head and pulled her sweet face toward my cock. "C'mon
baby, you love this. Why are you fighting it?"

	She quickly opened her mouth and began sucking my cock. I
faked a few groans and and then stood up and began pulling in and out
of her mouth while holding her head. This was ecstasy as every time I
went in deep in her mouth, her blue eyes would bulge. Not that my cock
is big, it was just long enough to go into her mouth and about an inch
or two into her throat. I could see her neck bulge each time my
cockhead went into her throat.

	I grabbed her breast with one hand and began massaging her
nipple. I finally got a beat going where, every time I stroked into
her throat, I tweaked her nipple hard.

	I knew she was beginning to enjoy it as she raised one hand to
her other breast and began to tweaking it also. Her other hand cupped
my balls and began massaging. Her head began bobbing on her own now
that she was getting into it. I was so close and I loved it so much
but hell I was going to go for broke.

	"Stick your finger in my hole, baby. Hurry, I am going to
come."

	She hesitated. and I quickly said, "What's wrong dear? You
know that's the way you always finish me off." She quickly inserted
her middle finger and lucky girl touched my prostrate gland right
away.

	"Wiggle it baby," i said as I plunged deep in her throat. The
load she swallowed, she would always remember. As her finger continued
to massage the gland I pumped everything I owned into my sweet
sister-in-law's flat tummy.

	I collapsed on to the bed as she went into the bathroom. while
she peed. i quickly stroked my cock into hardness again. I couldn't
believe I could get it up three times at my age but what the fuck.

	Diana came back into the room and saw my hard cock. The look
on her face was priceless. "C'mon, baby, impale yourself on this. You
know you love to sleep with this in your ass. I mean you do this every
night."

	How could she refuse without exposing herself? Later, I
realized she enjoyed this as much as I did. Turning around, Diana
began lowering her ass onto my cock. When her anus touch my cock, she
hesitated but I grabbed her hips and my cockhead popped right in. I
could see her throw her head back in initial pain until she finally
settled flat on my stomach.

	"Feel good baby??"

	"Yes, yes," she gasped.

	We rolled over with my cock deep in her ass. I slept with one
hand cupping her blondish pussy with a finger on her trigger clit and
the other hand on her sensitive breasts. All night long I played with
her nipple and worried her clit to death. The physical thrill was
nothing compared to the fact that I had fucked her three ways and
there was not a single damn thing she could say. I don't know how many
times she came that night but her butt spasmed twice draining my
balls. I honestly don't know how I stayed hard in her ass all night.
:
	We both fell asleep around 5 am with me still in her. I didn't
know what time it was when I felt her begin to inch herself off my
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till hard dick. She slowly got out of bed and slipped some clothes
on. Through lidded eyes I saw her leave. About twenty minutes later I
heard a car pull up. Looking through the shades I saw Diana's car and
saw Donna get out. They kissed each other on the lips and Donna came
into the house. She came into the bedroom and quickly shed her
clothes and climbed into bed.

	Pretending to be just waking up I pulled her against my still
hard dick and wrapped my arms around her grabbing and caressing her
breasts. "Baby," I said, "you were so wonderful last night. You made
my dreams come true. I didn't realize you like to do all that and that
way."

	The look on her face was PRICELESS as my hard dick, still wet
from Diana's ass, slipped into her asshole before she could protest! I
started stroking in and out and tweaking her breasts. What could she
say without giving up the charade?

	At first she started to say something but then she just moaned
and hunched back at me. She began quivering and had one of the most
powerful orgasms I have ever felt. I came for the fifth time so hard
that it really hurt. But I didn't mind because this time it was in
Donna's ass.

	We both fell asleep then but got up in time to see the
Washington Redskins play the Colts. During the game I could hear Donna
calling Diana on the phone in the kitchen. I couldn't hear what they
were saying but, whatever, I am a match for those two and I am ready
for whatever they cook up.

	My male ego will not let me be quiet and enjoy this scenario.
I just had to write this after the game and pass it to Rebecca. I am
sure she can embellish it and make sure her readers enjoy it.

 -

I was just going to post this and dismiss it, but the last paragraph
pissed me off. This guy is a close friend and I know he married a
twin. I went over to his house Monday to talk to him. We shared a
joint and I saw the vent that led to the kitchen. We felt mellow so I
let him eat me down in the basement and I gave him a quick handjob.
Then I had to leave before Donna came home. I sort of believe the
story is true

Rebecca Dominques