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My Fiancees Twin Daughters Took Advantage Of Me!!!




My Fiancée’s Twin Daughters Took Advantage of Me.
By: Mike Rockett, Jr.



Things in the shop were slow that particular Monday, my workload was lighter than it had been in six months, so I rewarded myself with an hour long lunch break. Don’t be too impressed, I had resigned myself to a home-made tuna fish sandwich (I said business was good, I didn’t say I was rich). I drove home in a rather leisurely manner and still made it in less than six minutes. I pulled into the driveway and got inside. The funny thing was that the front door was unlocked. I supposed that my fiancée, Maria (just about the sexiest Latina ever to grace North America) had simply forgotten to lock it.
Everything seemed quiet as I schlepped to the kitchen and lazily opened a can of tuna. I went to the refrigerator got out the mayo and found a ripe tomato in the crisper. When I set everything on the counter I heard a slight moaning sound. I stopped all movement to see if I could hear it again. After a few minutes, sure enough, it was a feminine voice and I could hear the faint squeaking of what sounded like my bed.
I closed my eyes and willed the sounds to be clearer. The moaning got louder, the squeaking turned rhythmic. Someone was fucking another someone in my bed. Then I thought of the front door.
Maria.
Shit! Was my future wife cheating on me?
The bed squeaking picked up in tempo, the moans got higher in pitch. Someone was really fucking her hard and fast! In my damn bed! I felt anger rise inside of me. I fought the urge to rush to my room and break the guy’s face—at first. But the more I heard them the more difficult it became to stand there and do nothing. So I stepped lively to my room. I stopped myself just before I went in. I in no way wanted to see what was happening. I held my face in my hands and felt a wave of emotion overwhelm me as my ears were violated by the sounds of illicit sex. The tug of war began within me, one side demanded that I go in and stop them, the other told me to turn around and walk away. Without thinking I entered the room.
They didn’t notice me at first; my eyes couldn’t believe what I was seeing. But there on my bed were Maria’s twin daughters fucking each other with a strap on.
I have to admit it was awkward as hell; I had no idea what to think or say. I had never even desired to see Tina or Trina naked let alone see them engaged in lesbian sex! But there they were plain as daylight. Trina (it makes perfect sense Trina was always the outgoing one, more aggressive) was wearing a purple strap on and was boinking the hell out of her look-a-like sister in the missionary position. They both noticed me at the same time, but never stopped the sex. I excused myself and immediately left the house. I grabbed a burger on the way back to the shop.

For several weeks I struggled to wrap my mind around the concept of their having sex. I avoided all contact with them and wondered if I should tell their mother. I eventually decided to keep what I saw to myself.

It was three months later that I had received a phone call at work from Trina. She called my cell phone and had asked me to come home for lunch.
“Sorry, I’m a little busy,” I said.
“Look,” she reasoned, “we need to talk about what you saw.”
“I’d really rather not.”
“Tina and I would like to explain ourselves.”
“You really need to explain nothing. I understand.” I really didn’t.
“Please? We’ll make you a tuna-fish sandwich.”

Trina was very convincing. She knew how to appeal to me. I’d always had a soft spot for daughters and always secretly wished I had my own. Even though I had only known the twins for a little over a year, they were good people. They had always treated me with respect. Okay, I would hear them out. What harm would that cause?
I arrived home for said tuna sandwich. The girls had fixed a nice one, complete with slices of tomato and served it to me in the living room. As I sat and ate, Trina, clad in a conservative bath robe (purple) began the conversation from the couch.
“Look,” she said, “we’re sorry if we have put you in an awkward situation. We never meant for you to see what you saw.”
I ate my sandwich silently.
Tina walked into the room, dressed similarly, purple robe and all and sat next to her sister. “Yes, we are sorry,” she said.
Trina picked up where she left off. “But we need to make sure you never tell mom.”
I nodded. “Ok, I won’t say a word.”
Tina looked at Trina. “I told you he’d say that.”
Trina’s countenance changed. She, all of a sudden, looked like a different person. Her voice became breathy her words became slightly suggestive. “But we need to make sure you don’t.”
“Excuse me?” I said.
Tina made the same vocal and facial changes. I began to feel a little uneasy when she said, “we need a little insurance policy.”
I, being the stupid man in the equation, asked, “What do you mean?”
Trina said, “We’re thinking about bringing you into the fold.”
My face must have looked as if it had sprung a leak. “What?”
Trina stood up and slowly sauntered over to me from the couch. I was sitting in my favorite lounge chair, it suddenly felt like a bear trap. Trina took the sandwich out of my hand and tossed it over her shoulder. It dawned on me that I was no longer looking at my future step daughter. But I was staring into the eyes of a very sexual young woman. Don’t misunderstand me, Tina and Trina were gorgeous. Dark eyes, deep dimples when they smiled, jet black shoulder-length hair with light brown skin, all the reasons why I liked Hispanic women. But I never thought I would see this side of them. She sat on my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck.
“Let me make myself perfectly clear, daddy,” Trina mocked me. “The only way I can be sure that you won’t blab to mom about our dirty hands is to make sure you play in the mud with us.”
I was completely shocked. “I don’t think so,” I stammered.
Trina got in my ear and whispered, “I do think so. You see, we play in the mud a lot, we make mud pies. And they are the sweetest things you will ever eat.”
I have to admit, I was torn. I love aggressive women. And the two of them were gorgeous. Turned on? Getting wood? Absolutely! But there was one thing I was concerned about: “what about your mother?”
“She’ll never know,” Tina confirmed as she went from the couch to my chair and knelt beside me. She too whispered in my other ear, “as long as you keep it a secret.”
Trina lightly kissed me on the mouth. “You in?” she asked.
I thought for a moment, what’s a guy to do? Two gorgeous young women want to fuck you silly, do you turn them down? Of course you do when it’s cheating.
A little voice inside my head ordered me to get up and leave the house immediately. I rose from my chair nearly dropping Trina to the floor. She caught herself and stood to her feet. “I should go get back to work,” I nervously announced. Trina was quick but smooth. She wrapped herself about me, arms around my neck, leg around my legs and firmly planted a kiss on my mouth.
She was an extremely good kisser.
Trina broke the kiss and looked me in the eye. Her dark eyes gazed into me as if she was searching my soul for any signs of weakness. At that moment she most likely found plenty. I’m just an average guy, forty-something and carrying around twenty extra pounds (far from those muscle bound porn studs on the Spice Channel), no woman has ever thrown herself at me like this and I have to admit it was more than flattering; it was an incredible turn on. For the first time in my life Trina aroused me. And she did it like no other woman had before.
She slipped her hand down my pants and gripped my fully erect cock. “You know,” Trina said, “I really don’t think you want to go back to work, now do you?”
Hell no, I didn’t.
The twins lead me to my bedroom, like a lamb to the slaughter house. And I was powerless to stop them.
Four very nimble hands relieved me of my clothes and laid me on the bed. Then the two of them removed their robes and gave me a full display of their stunning frames. Both of their bodies were identical, long, toned legs, round hips, flat tummies, and large, firm breasts. They both had big bubble butts (JLO had nothing on these two hot girls).
Everything within told me to stop this, but my cock was swollen and needed release. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of them as they lay on the bed, one on each side of me. Trina told Tina to suck me, obediently she complied, and she looked me in the eyes as if to say, “See what you’d have missed?” Then she buried her head in my lap and the two of them took turns. They both blew my length slowly, gently, tasting every inch of me. Their lips, full and soft, drew me in and slowly let me back out. For several minutes they orally tortured me. Until Trina got up and straddled my face backwards.
Her light-brown, bald pussy was sopping wet and tasted slightly acidic. Of course turnabout is fair play. I licked her just as slowly as she did me.
Tina removed her mouth from my cock, she grasped me with her hand and gently stroked up and down. Her hand was soft, her grip nimble. I slurped Trina’s soaked pussy with fervor as her twin sister jacked me off. It wasn’t long and I felt the urge to ejaculate. I tried in vain to remove Trina from my face but she fought me. “Lick me, don’t stop!” she commanded. I burrowed my tongue deep inside her love canal as far as I could. The burning in my cock becoming intense, almost unbearable as I struggled to hold it. Tina must have sensed my impending orgasm and placed her mouth back on me sucking hard and fast. It was over; I couldn’t hold it. I came inside Tina’s warm wet mouth.
Trina Pushed Tina out of the way and sixty-nined me, as I thrust my tongue in and out of her taught-ness. She wrapped her tasty lips around my limp soldier and hoovered me to my second erection. Her moaning was muffled as she sucked.
She realized that it was going to take more than this to get me off. I could have gone for days with her blowing me. She must’ve figured it was her turn. Quickly she shifted herself from sitting on my face to riding my cock in less than a second.
Trina pushed her hips back and forth, moaning in deep sexual pleasure. She bent herself and kissed me, never missing a stroke. We played tonsil hockey as she rocked back and forth faster and harder. I was deep inside her; her body began to shake.
My hands explored her. I desperately wanted to grab handfuls of that wonderful bubble-butt. I indulged myself. She made the cutest little grunting sound as she announced her arrival, bucking me, grinding her hips into my lap. It was the deepest I was going to get inside of her. She came violently.
Her face was beautiful. There is nothing like a woman’s countenance when she climaxes, her eyes closed, brows furrowed, teeth clenched. Her head tilted just so. The expression reads as if no one else in the world matters at that moment, just you and what you are doing. Here I was, an average middle-aged white-guy getting this young saucy Latina off and doing it quite well, thank you.
Trina fell over in a heap her chest heaving for air.
“It’s my turn now,” Tina Declared.
I had always thought getting two women off at once would be quite the chore, and looking back now, it was labor intensive. But I loved every minute of it. I laid Tina face-down on the bed, a folded pillow placed beneath her hips, her ample light-brown ass facing up. I tongued her up and down, back and forth. I spent several minutes tasting her upper thighs and hips, licking them like quickly melting ice-cream. I kissed the back of her legs, behind her knees and the soles of her feet. It drove Tina bug-fuck.
When my tongue was satisfied with how she tasted, I straddled that ass and slowly nestled my cock inside of her sopping-wet pussy. Then I lay on top of her and gently kissed the back of her neck. I didn’t move for several moments. By now she was cussing and demanding that I fuck her. Slowly I moved in and pulling almost all of the way out. Then in again and almost out. I worked it for awhile feeling every centimeter of her inside. Tina’s pussy was just as tight and soft as her sister’s.
Of course Tina begged me to pump faster. I denied her—momentarily. I couldn’t help myself. When the time was right, I pounded her. All the while I kept my mouth on the back of her neck.
Tina was different than Trina, while the latter one was aggressive outside the bedroom; Tina was the wildcat in the sack. She became very vocal, demanding satisfaction, “make me come!” she insisted. And she called me a variety of profane names, “asshole”, and “mother-fucker” (in this case it was true) and of course, (my favorite) “son-of-a-bitch!”
I let go of her neck and sat upright, rocking back and forth (this caused me to go in deeper and pound her G-spot) and delighted in the sight of her ass tremor like a bowl of Jell-O.
Trina immediately squatted behind me, running her hands all over me, nibbling my ear. Tina was wailing, cussing and demanding “Fuck me!” By that time I was a lost cause, these two deliciously fuckable twins had brought me into the fold. They had won.
Tina’s moans crescendoed to screams. “I’m gonna’cum! Make me cum, you son-of-a-bitch!” Tina crossed the threshold with a high-pitched scream.
“Make her cum,” Trina directed, “again!”
Tina was in the zone, she climaxed a second and, shortly thereafter, a third time. “I can’t…” she tried to say.
“What, Tina?” her twin asked as I fucked her sister.
“I can’t…”
“Say it!”
“…stop!”
I took this to mean that Tina couldn’t stop cumming. I hunched over, grabbed her narrow waist and pumped in and out. Tina kicked her legs as I thrust hard and fast. I could feel my second climax building. It was going to be intense. That’s when I first noticed the bed squeaking although I’m sure it did the entire time. A fleeting thought coursed my mind; I hope no one can hear us.
My cock thickened as the burning sensation worked its way up. I squeezed hoping to make the feeling last. But I’m older and not as good as I used to be. I wasn’t going to be able to hold it. Tina grunted for a long time, she almost couldn’t breathe. I went back to rocking, slow and hard. I could feel her muscles contract. And that was what sent me over the edge. I exploded inside of her.
Trina grabbed my face, sweating pouring from my brow, “Next time, you do that to me,” she insisted. Tina was panting for air. I rolled off of her and the girls sandwiched me with their bodies, my hands groping two beautiful assess.
“Trina?”
“What, Tina?”
“This was so wrong.”
“I know but I like wrong.”
I sat up and said, “You two made wrong feel good.”
I have to admit, I was feeling pretty good about myself, forty-something year old man getting two young sexy women off at one time. I considered it to be quite an accomplishment. It is something that I never thought would happen to me. And the cool thing was they wanted a next time. Of course, this means I was good. Would there be a next time? Probably not. But I wasn’t going to tell them, not today.
I thought of Maria, it was really going to suck having to keep this from her. I don’t like keeping secrets.
I looked at the bedroom door. My wife was standing there with her arms folded. An incredulous look stole her expression.
“How long has this been going on?” she asked.




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