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It was the Fall of 1964, I turned 14 and was in the 8th Grade...

Dad and me having sex had to be the highlight of that school year.� Ever since that Scout campout where Todd and I got busted, Dad seemed okay with me playing around with Todd and other guys.� Heck, he was playing around with other guys too.� Still, I had my nagging doubts that Dad somehow disapproved of my sexual activities.� No more; not only was Dad having homo sex with various men, he was doing my best friend too and now we were having homo sex, incestuous homo sex. I was sleeping with him and we were having sex often.����

I was now thirteen and in the eighth grade in Junior High School.� I played on various school athletic teams, football, basketball, and baseball, and was pretty good at all of them, earning the respect of my peers who looked upon me as a cool guy. Had they known that I was a homo whore, my own dad's homo whore, they would have thought otherwise.� But, no one knew my secrets, no one but Todd, and he kept my secrets as well as I kept his. Now don't get me wrong, I didn't only like just cocks, I also liked girls, especially cute girls with big tits.� It's just that for a horny thirteen year old boy, cock meat was easier to come by than pussy or even tittie pie.�

Whereas I was the good looking jock that all the girls swooned over and all the other guys wished they could be, Todd was quite the opposite.� He was overweight, had a baby face and was the opposite of athletic.� Superficially, we had nothing in common, except that we were both, or had been, Boy Scouts.� Yet he and I shared more in common than we did with anyone else.� The other kids couldn't figure out why were we such good friends.

I was always in great demand and high on the list for any party thrown by one of the cute, "popular" girls.� Todd wasn't even on the bottom of those lists, he wasn't on them at all. For appearances sake, my dad encouraged us both to have and groom girlfriends.� So, I went to the parties and danced with the girls and sometimes even made kissy face with them.� I was Mr. Cool.�

The fact that I hung around with Todd, meant that other kids, kids that wanted to be in my orbit of "friends",� had to hang around with him too.� And of course his sarcastic wit had to be tolerated as well, but only if I was around.� Otherwise he was distained.�

To his credit, Todd didn't want to be friends with any of my "friends" and cultivated his own nerdy circle.� Central to his circle were Staci and Traci Laird, overweight twins who were similarly low on the social scale.� They weren't obese pigs, by any means, just� Rubinesque with sweet dispositions and when they took those horrid plastic framed glasses off, they were actually quite pretty.� It didn't help that some substitute teacher taking roll one morning called out Staci Lard, rather than Staci Laird.� From then on they were the Lard twins.

Todd and I didn't have many classes together, but we sat together at lunch in the school cafeteria nearly every day. Staci and Traci also sat with him.� My "girlfriend" du joir, if I had one that day, would have to join us.� The twins, gregarious as they were, made several friends, not that any of those "friends" were actually friends, as they were mostly a catty lot and very self centered. Of course there were exceptions.

As I was busy with practices and games and such nearly every afternoon, Todd and I didn't get together for sex or much of anything else every day, not by a long shot.� Mainly we got together when I spent the night with him during the week while my dad was away on business, or at my house on the weekends.� Even then if he were staying with me,� I had to compete with my dad for some dick time with Todd, but we all managed.� Before Dad took me as his live-in-lover, I was actually somewhat resentful of Todd as he was getting something I couldn't get, mainly free access to my Dad's cock.�

Then in the spring of that school year Todd became rather scarce on Saturdays. For one thing, his grandmother passed away, so his mom no longer spent the weekends out of town looking after her, rendering the need for him to stay with us moot.� For another, he was hanging out with the twins at their house during the day while their mother was off at work.� Of course he wasn't supposed to be there, but he was.� Being best buds and confidants, he kept me informed of his doings.

At first, he told me, it was just going over to visit and to talk with the girls, whom he genuinely liked as people.� That was believable enough.� But when he told me that he had gotten them both naked with him, I didn't believe him.� As proof, he produces sketches he made of them, nude sketches.� I still didn't believe him as he could draw anyone and anything.� It was them alright, in all their glory, but it didn't prove to me that they actually modeled for him that way.�

A few weeks later he tells me that they were doing more than just modeling nude, but playing sex games. Now I knew he was full of it.� Fourteen year old , eighth grade boys and girls just didn't get naked together in the mid-sixties.�

"So, how did you get them naked?" I asked skeptically.

"We play strip poker.� Play until everyone is naked."

"Bullshit!" I retorted.

"Bullshit, nothing," he rejoined indignantly. "And let me tell something, good buddy, they're a lot more interesting naked than when they're at school."

The next week he tells me that they played with his dick and he played with their big tits. I listened to his salacious story, no longer voicing my disbelief.� Besides it was a good story even if it was a transparent total fiction. The week following he's claiming he fingered them both and sucked their titties.� Soon he's claiming that he popped their cherries, fucked them both and had them sucking his dick.�

"That's a good one, Todd!" I laughed.� "You fucked them.� They let you fuck them.� Both of them.� And they both sucked your dick."

"No, really.� It's true!" he defended.

"If you say so, Todd."�

I didn't buy any of it, but I wasn't about to start an argument over a bunch of total bullshit.� Still, I didn't like him bullshitting me.� But, we had better things to do before Dad came home from work than to argue.

The weeks passed and school was out for the summer.� This would be 1965 and I was now fourteen, going on fifteen. Suddenly Todd and I had a lot more free time on our hands, time which we spent in the usual manner, swimming at the Y and messing around at either his house or my house.� He spent the night with me so frequently that his mom called my dad and apologized for him being such a burden.� Dad reassured her that Todd was no burden and was welcome anytime.

One day in late June, I had been at the Y all day doing my usual things, playing softball and then going swimming.� Todd shows up around 1:30 just after the pool was open for kids. He made his usual grand entrance with a cannonball and then swims up to me.�

"You're never going believe what just happened," he tells me all excited.

"You're right, I probably won't believe you," I replied for which I received a hard slug to my upper arm.

"No, really, asshole," he says.� "C'mon, let's go where we can talk."

"Let's talk right here."

He then leans in to me and whispers something that made no sense to me.

"Speak up, Todd.� You're making no sense."

"Their mom caught us," he said a little louder and clearer.

"Whose mom?� What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Staci and Traci's mom! Who do you think?"

"Caught you?� Doing what?"

"Fucking!"

"No shit?"

"No shit!"

"Who were you fucking?"

"Both of them."

"Both of them?� You expect me to believe that?� What's with you these days? Did you grow a second dick or something?"

"No, no, no.� Not at the exact same time. I fucked Traci and then I fucked Staci.� While I was fucking Staci their mom suddenly showed up!� She liked to have killed me!"

"Wait a minute. Start this all over.� You sure you weren't fucking Traci instead of Staci?"

"I was fucking them both.� I'd fuck one and then move to the other and back again and so forth.� They play Paper, Rocks, Scissors to determine who goes first.� It's how we do it."� He had a very sincere look on his face and for a moment I believed him.

Coming to my senses I snarled contemptuously, "You are so full of shit, Todd!"

"No, no, no!� It's true, Randy.� I swear it's true!� All of it. We were all fucking and their mom walked in on us! One minute I'm pumping away, the next I'm knocked off Staci and this crazed woman was coming at me! She ran me out of the house screaming at me. I'm lucky I was able to grab my shorts before I ran outside."

"You ran outside naked?"

"Yeah, right out the front door! I don't think anybody saw me, but they might have," he laughed. "Trouble is, I had to leave my new Keds and my shirt behind.� Mom's gonna kill me for that!"

The vision of his naked fat ass running outside, whether it was true or not, made me laugh.� Soon we were both in stitches recanting the story and the imagined ensuing chaos between the twins and their scandalized irate mother, not mention Todd in the front yard, falling down while trying to get his shorts on before being hit with a baseball bat. He actually had a big bruise on his back which lent credence to his story about the initial motherly assault.

By then the life guard was giving us the evil eye for causing a ruckus, so we decided that maybe it would be best to go to his house. Dressing in the locker room, I noticed that he really didn't have any shoes nor a shirt with him.� The missing shirt wasn't a big deal, but he always wore shoes when out riding his bike.��

We rode the few blocks to his house where I had him tell me the entire story from the very beginning.� Remarkably I couldn't find any discrepancies in his story, and not just about this morning, but the whole history of them having sex with the twins while Mrs. Laird was at work.�

"We were just sitting around one day talking when the subject of kissing came up," he began.� "Neither of them had ever had a boy kiss them and they wanted me to do it.� So I did, deep tongue and all, just like your old man had taught me. They both liked that a lot and let me rub on them."

"Rub where?"

"Their tits!"

"They were naked?"

"No!� That didn't come until much later.� We were just kissing and they were letting me cop a feel.� Next thing I know and they're feeling me up too.� That went on for a few Saturdays until I suggested we play strip poker. Man, I still dream about the moment when Traci reached behind, released her bra and her big tits came popping out all soft and jiggly.� You should've seen'em!"

"So, what happened today?" I asked.

"I told you already, Randy.� Their old lady walked in on us. We were fucking.� I was lucky to get out of there with my shorts and not getting killed."

"So that's why you didn't have any shoes or shirt at the Y?" I asked.

"Yeah, dumb ass!� My mom's gonna kill me for losing those shoes.� They were brand new!"

A few days passed and Todd tells me, "I talked to Staci and Traci last night."

"Their mom didn't kill you?" I had to ask.

"On the phone, jerk off!�

"Anyway, their mom took them to a doctor and put them both on those new birth control pills. In a few weeks we'll be able to fuck without using rubbers and neither of them will get knocked up!� I wonder which of them I'll slide my bare dick into first!"

Then two days later he tells me, "Staci started her period last night.� Maybe we won't have to wait a few weeks after all."

Then a few days later he was nowhere to found. That in and of itself wasn't all that unusual, but he had said that he'd meet me at the Y and he hadn't.� Not that that mattered all that much either, but that afternoon he shows up at my house.

He walked in like he owned the place and dropping his shorts he tells me, "Smell my dick!"

Figuring he just wanted a blow job, I went to my knees.

"No!� Don't suck it," he says pulling away from my open mouth.� "Just smell it."� So I put my nose to his cock.� It smelled funky, not ass funky, but something altogether different.�

"That's pussy you're smelling," he declared.�

"Now taste it."� I tasted.�

"That's what pussy tastes like!"� I was bewildered, but rather liked the taste.�

So there I was, tasting the girls on Todd's dick when Dad walked in.� "What are you boys up to?" he asked as if it wasn't obvious what I was doing.

"I'm proving to Randy that I fucked Staci and Traci Laird," Todd replied smugly.

I'd cleaned off his dick pretty good, but his balls still reeked of pussy.� I pulled off and asked my dad, "Tell me what you think, Dad.� Is this smell really pussy?"� Dad knelt down and sniffed Todd's balls.

"Smells like pussy to me," Dad declared.�

Standing, he declared that Todd was no longer a virgin.�

"I haven't been a virgin for months, Mr. Jim.� Randy just didn't believe me."

"So he's not getting any of that?" Dad asked.

"Not unless he wants too.� They both like fucking a lot and they like Randy a lot .� Hell, those two wear me out.� I could use some help."

"How about it, Randy?" Dad asked me.� "Think you might give your buddy a helping hand?"

"I guess," I mumbled.

*****

The next day Todd tells me, "It's all set up, Randy."

"What's set up?" I asked.

"The girls... Traci and Staci.� They're okay with you coming over tomorrow."

"You're shitting me.� They're okay with me coming over to fuck them?"

"Not exactly.� They're okay with you coming over.� We'll have to see what happens.� There're no guarantees.� They're not a couple of whores, you know.� But, who knows?� They both like you."

That night, Todd spent the night with Dad and me.� Dad cautioned me to take it slow and let Todd and girls set the pace.� Then he tells me that if I got lucky, I'd be having the best time of my life.�� That was just before he flipped a coin to see who he was going to fuck first, Todd or me.� He took Todd first.

Todd lied about having anything set up.� When we arrived at the Laird house the next morning, Traci was genuinely surprised to see me.� Even so, she welcomed me inside along with Todd.� However, once inside, Staci wasn't so thrilled with my presence.�� She wasn't rude to me or anything, rudeness was not any part of her or her twin's character, but she hauled Todd off to the side and lit into him.

I couldn't actually hear what she was saying, but it was obvious that she wasn't at all pleased with Todd. But after a minute or so I did hear Todd say, "He won't tell anyone."

"You told him!" I heard her say.� Traci who was awkwardly staying with me, took on a rather distressed look about her.

"I swear, he'll never say a word to anyone!" Todd said a little too loud.� Then it got quiet.� Not totally quiet, but I could no longer make out anything that was being said.

Then� I heard, "You and Randy!"�

That was followed by, "Traci!� Come here!� You gotta hear this!"

Now it was my turn to take on a rather distressed look, realizing that Todd had just spilled the beans on us.

"Oh, my god!" I heard from next room.�

I couldn't tell if it was Traci or Staci saying that, not that it mattered, but I was as good as ruined.� Everyone would hear about Todd and me.� I'd be ostracized and probably beat to a pulp by six or seven of my "friends", not to mention the humiliation that I was currently suffering.

Suddenly the two girls were back in the room, arms crossed and glaring.� Todd hung back a few steps, and seeing me, shrugged.

Staci then said, "Okay, you know about Todd and us, and Todd says you'll keep it a secret."

"You know, I think that maybe I ought to leave," I offered.

"Oh, no you don't!� We have to be certain you'll not blab about us all over school."

"I wouldn't do that," I defended. "I promise, I'll never say anything to anyone.� It's none of my business what you guys do."

"That's right, it's none of your business, but Todd told you.� He's also told us something about you and him that you'll want to keep secret.� But, we're not sure if we believe him."

"Uh... what did he say?"

"That you two do sex with each other."� He did tell them and now I really felt sick.

"So if you want us to keep your secret, you'd better keep ours.� If anyone ever says anything, we'll assume you told them and when that happens, everyone will know that you and Todd are queer for each other."

"Okay, fair enough," I told her.�

I looked over at Todd and said, "You just can't keep your fucking mouth shut, can you?"

"Watch your language, Randy!" Traci scolded.

"Sorry," I replied contritely. Then added, "Look, I'd better go."

"Oh, no you don't!" Staci interjected.� "You're going to have to prove it."

"Prove it?� Prove what?"

Todd then stepped forward and said, "They want to see us sucking each other."

"What?!!� No way!"

Todd then laughed.� I couldn't imagine why he was laughing.� There was nothing to laugh about.� Then he pulled his t-shirt over his head, kicked off his shoes, dropped his shorts and stepped forward bare assed naked.�

"Just a little suckie-suckie," he says to me.� Could this really be happening?

"C'mon, Randy, you know you want to suck my dick."� Stunned by what was happening I was immobilized.�

"Suck me and then I'll suck you.� Do that and the� girls will get naked for us.� Get naked and then we'll all fuck the rest of the day."� I still made no move.�

"Okay, I'll blow you first."

Todd walked up to me and yanking my shorts down, went down on me while the girls watched.� I'm not sure who was most surprised by all this, me or the Laird twins.� But their expressions of disbelief and shock soon faded, replaced by amused smiles.

After slurping on my prick for a few minutes, he released my raging hard-on and stood up.� "Now, do me," he says as he placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down.� Todd, as soft and flabby as he was, was also surprising strong and the next thing I know, I'm down on my knees with my shorts down around my ankles looking at his flaccid dick as he lewdly shook it in my face.�

"Suck me, Randy. Suck my dick.� Suck my dick and the girls will get naked for you."

"Can't they get naked first?" I asked looking up at my best friend.

"No, stupid.� You have to suck me, then they'll get naked.� But don't suck me for too long, I wanna keep my powder dry."

So I did.� I took him in my mouth and heard the girls hooting.� I got him good and hard and then pulled off.�

"Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" he quipped before turning and facing the twins. I stood up and in the process nearly tripped on my shorts.

Todd looks back and says to me, "Get naked.� Buck naked like we do when we're at your house."�

What the hell, I kicked off my shoes and the entangling shorts and then pulled my shirt off as the girls hooted and made cat calls.

"Turn around, Randy," one of them says.� Who, I'm not sure.� I was never sure who was who when it came to those two.

"Nice butt!"

There were subtle differences physically and there were differences in their personalities, but I wasn't fully attuned to those differences yet. But who cares who was who.� I felt a thrill at exhibiting myself to them.� I had no problem in exhibiting myself to other guys at the Y nor in the school locker room, but I'd never displayed my body to a girl before and relished the fact that they were soaking up my unabashed nudity. Unabashed?� That's not exactly true, my face was flushed and I felt... naked and vulnerable.

Todd grabbed me by the arm and took me to the sofa.� He flopped down and I sat next to him.�

"Okay, ladies.� We kept our end of the bargain, now how about a little show?"

The girls giggled and Traci (or maybe it was Staci) turned and put on a stack of 45 RPM single records on the cheap stereo.� The music started and one of them began dancing.� Moments later they were both dancing.� The song ended and the next scratchy record dropped to the turn table.� The music was good, some early Beatles tunes mixed with some vintage Elvis, but...�

"Take it off!" Todd shouted with a laugh.� To my disbelief, they began taking their clothes off.� "Take it all off!"�

Another record dropped and they continued dancing and slowly losing their clothes. It took several records before they were hopping about in just their bras and panties.� Hell, they could have stopped right there and I'd been happy, but one bra was unhooked and then the other.� They held those bras to their tits for several moments before... Holy shit!� Naked tits!� Big naked tits!� Big, naked, jiggling, and bouncing tits! This was a hell of lot better than ogling the Playmate of the Month over at Kenny's.��

The girls danced in just their panties for a while, then came over and got Todd and me off the sofa to dance with them.� Wow, this was far better than any party I'd ever been to.

The music ended and Staci (or was it Traci?) put on a new stack of singles.� Up until this point, it had all been "fast" songs, now it was a "slow" song.� Traci (or maybe it was Staci) walked up to me, put her arms around my neck and buried her face in my bare shoulder while pressing her bare tits into my bare chest, her arms around my waist, my hands on her panty-clad butt, and my bare hard cock pressing into the skin of her soft tummy as we danced.� Wow, wow, wow!

After two songs, she pulled away and switched places with her sister, who put her arms around my neck and buried her face in my bare shoulder while pressing her bare tits into my bare chest, her arms around my waist, my hands on her panty-clad butt, and my bare hard cock pressing into the skin of her tummy as we danced.� By this time I was seeping and getting her tummy wet.

I looked over at my buddy and his girl and saw that he had his hands down inside her panties.� A moment later, he was working her panties down, exposing the top half of her ass.� Slowly the rest of her ass came into my view.� I was thinking that she'd pull them back up at any moment, but she made no attempt to do so.

Utilizing the monkey see, monkey do approach, I ran my hands down inside Staci's (or was it Traci's) panties and cupped her bare cheeks.� Meeting no resistance, I too began working the panties off the hips of the mostly nude girl I was dancing with. I had them halfway off her hips when I saw Todd push the other twin's panties down to her ankles where she lightly stepped out of them.� By then I was fully convinced that Todd wasn't bullshitting me in the least about these two.

Holy fuck! Todd's dance partner turned around and from behind, he cupped her bare tits while he nibbled at her ears and neck as they slowly moved to the music.� His fingers began gently pinching and tugging on her nipples, nipples that now poked out and begged to be sucked.� A few moments later and Todd was doing just that.�

Meanwhile, a hand slipped down between us and encircled my hard cock, while her other hand assisted in the removal of her last vestige of her clothing.� She leaned away slightly and pulled my face into her soft billowy bosoms.� Nothing ever felt so nice against the skin of my face. I wallowed in her voluptuous tits for a few moments, before taking possession of a hard nipple with my lips.�� I nibbled her nip for a few moments before coming up and locking lips with her.� As soon as my tongue penetrated her lips, she opened her mouth and took my tongue all the way, inviting me to tickle her tonsils, something which I tried, but failed to do.� Meanwhile I had a handful of bare female buttocks in one hand while the other was filled with genuine tit.

The music stopped once again.� The girls broke away and had a quick conversation while another stack of records was put on.� My girl had her panties down on her thighs.� Todd walked up and took them the rest of the way off.� The music began again.� To my disappointment it was "fast" song, but I gamely took up the boogaloo� or whatever dance was popular that time with teenagers.� With both girls now sans panties, I once again wasn't sure who was who, not that it mattered.

Thankfully the entire stack of records weren't all "fast" songs and the next was a "slow" tune and I was enjoying having bare tits rubbing against me once again.� She turned her head up for a kiss and I drove my tongue into her.� At that instant, I knew I had the other twin, whichever one that was, just by the way she kissed.� It was subtle, but she wasn't as aggressive as her sister was, not that I cared whose naked ass I had my hands on at that time.

The next song was a "fast" one and we rather freely mixed up partners for the next two songs before a "slow" song came on again.� What a blast we had!

When that stack of records ended, the girls called for a time out for refreshments. They retired to the kitchen for Cokes and a quick pow-wow.� Meanwhile, Todd and I took a break on the sofa.

"Which one do you want to fuck first?" he asked me.

"We're really going to fuck them?" I naively asked.

"Of course, dumbass!� Or at least I'm going to fuck them.� Fuck them both.� I think I'll do Staci first this time," he mused.�

"Oh, okay. Traci is fine by me."

"That my good friend, is not your choice to make," he commented sagely.

"What do you mean?"

"They will decide who goes first with whom.� You and me, we just have to be agreeable.� You will be agreeable, won't you?"

"Damned right! I don't care which one I do."

"Ah, but you must care," Todd advised demonstrating his superior knowledge of the fickleness of the fair sex.� "Whoever it is, you've got be convincing that she's the one you want, not her sister."

"Really?"�

I had a lot to learn about women.� "But how do I tell who's who?"

"Hell," Todd said, "I still can't figure out which one is Traci and which one is Staci.� It really doesn't matter, does it?"

"But you said I had to..."

"Just be sure and tell her what a hot mama she is, how you really like her tits and that you want her to suck your dick."

"Really?"

"Fuck, Randy!� You tell one of them that and they'll punch you in the balls, dumb shit!� I know.� Trust me, I know...�

"Just, just get their motor running hot and everything� that's going to happen will happen."

�About then Staci and Traci came back into the living room in all their naked glory, each carrying two glasses of Coke on ice.� One handed me a Coke and then sat next to me, the other serving Todd and sitting next to him.

I was parched and greedily gulped down half of my drink. Staci (or was it Traci?) sat partially facing me� giving an unobstructed view of her generous tits and took a sip. They were both rather dark haired girls with blue eyes, and like I said, when they took their horrid plastic framed glasses off, they were quite pretty.� But I wasn't looking at her eyes or her face, but staring at her glorious tits. Like her sister, she had medium brown nipples set on quarter sized areoles.� The nips themselves weren't particularly large, but they were large enough.

"Do you like what you see?"

I was so mesmerized by her tits that I really didn't hear her.� She lifted my chin with a finger, looked me in the eye and repeated, "Do you like what you see?"

"Oh, god, yes!" I blurted out.� "You're beautiful."

"You don't think I'm too fat?"

Luckily I didn't step on that landmine.� "Hell, no!� Who says you're fat?"

"All your friends.� You like all those skinny girls, don't you?"�

I was in dangerous waters here.� "I like you and your sister better," I answered gamely. "Much better."

"Because we're here naked with you?"

"No, I mean yes... I'm mean... Damn, you guys are the greatest!"

"Have you ever been with a naked girl before?"

"No. Never."

"Have you ever been with a naked guy before?"

"You mean, Todd?� Lots of times.� At the YMCA pool.� We all swim naked there."

"Do you ever mess around with any other guys besides Todd?"

I had no idea how much she knew, so I had to be at least partially truthful.� "Yeah.� A few times."

"Like who?"

"I don't talk about that.� Not with anyone."

"Not even Todd?"

"Well, yeah, I do talk to Todd about it sometimes.� Hell, he's my best friend.� I trust him totally and completely.� We're almost brothers.� You talk to your sister, about anything and everything, I bet.� Things you don't talk about with anyone else. It's the same with me and Todd."

"I bet� you think we're a couple of bad girls.� Sluts."

"No!� Not at all.� I think you are terrific and a lot of fun.� I mean it!� I've never had this much fun with anyone before, and that includes Todd."

"Ah, but it does include Todd," she countered.

"Yeah, I guess it does."

"I bet you don't even know my name."

"Yes, I do!"

"Who am I, then?"

There,� yet another trap to ensnare me! I had a fifty-fifty chance of getting it right.� If I got it right... But, what if I got it wrong?� I looked into her sweetly smiling face and took the plunge.� "You're... Staci?"

"Close."

Fuck'in hell!

"Uh, Traci?"

"Close," she replied with that sweet smile still on her face and not revealing anything but her enjoyment of toying with me.�

"You're Randy.� See, at least I know your name!"�

The smile had faded.� I was dead meat.� But then she leaned in and kissed me on the lips.� Without even thinking about it, my free hand rose and cupped a tit. I tried to think back to the two kissing styles, but I still didn't know who was who and as she lightly stroked my cock, I knew it didn't matter one wit.

Still, I had a problem; what to do with the half a glass of Coke? Suddenly a hand appeared and took the glass away from me. I realized it was Todd's hand and out of the corner of my eye I saw him pass it to his other hand and then place it on an end table.

But where was what's-her-name? My eyeball shifted downward as I tongue dueled the other sister, and there she was, down on the floor, kneeling between Todd's legs and rooting around in his crotch.� Todd was now sprawled out, hands stretched out across the back of the sofa, his head leaning back and looking up at the ceiling while he was blown.

We broke off our kiss, or at least she did and began kissing my neck and shoulders.� Soon she was kissing my chest and nipples before moving downward.� Across my tummy and into my navel her lips moved.� By then she had to shift her position and in doing so, she moved down onto the floor. Down her kisses went, bypassing my cock and moving down my thigh a short way before coming back up to kiss my balls.� The kisses then ascended the stalk of my cock until she reached the seeping apex.� She kissed my glans, a few times, smearing my pre-cum over it, then slid her lips over it.�

I nearly came right then and there.�

She mouthed the head for a minute or so, before sliding her lips down over my stalk.� She took me all the way to my pubes and then slowly pulled upward before descending once again, this time with her tongue flickering along my cock tube. It was exquisite.� She must have practiced on Todd quite a lot.

Suddenly and without warning, she pulled off.� She and her sister then left the room giggling amongst themselves, leaving me with a case of blue balls. I glanced over at a clock and saw that it just past eleven AM.� Man, we had nearly six hours before their mother came home from work.

Todd, still sprawled out in a sitting position looks over at me with a shit eating grin and says, "Ain't this the best?"

"You got that right, good buddy.� Damn, this is the best."

"Better than getting fucked in the ass by your old man?"

"Way better than that! But listen, just because they know about us, doesn't mean they have to know anything about Dad."

"Relax," he said.� "They don't and they won't unless you tell them."

"What do they know?"

"Just what they saw earlier. That we suck each other's dick."

"Let's keep it that way," I replied.

The girls then came back, both sitting between Todd and me.�

I was making kissy face with the girl next to me and getting in a handful of youthful big tit.� Naturally I wasn't paying any attention to what Todd and his girl of the moment were doing as I had plenty to occupy myself with.� Suddenly I heard Todd's girl exclaim, "No!� No way!"

"Oh, yeah, Traci.� Just do it."� Todd was always an acute observer and somehow he knew which was which and if he had Traci next to him, then I must have Staci's tits in hand.�

"No!� I won't do it!" Traci said loud enough that I could hear.� To my chagrin, Staci pulled away from me and began a whispered conversation with her twin sister.�

"Paper, rocks, scissors!" announced Todd to the room.� The girls paused their agitated whispering and looked at him.�

"Winner gets fingered!" he added with a laugh.�

There ensued another brief whispered conversation between the sisters.

"Okay, Todd. We'll do it," announced Staci.�

'Do what?' I wondered. Now that I knew who was who, I had to hope that they wouldn't move around too much and mix things up for me.

"But you guys have to go first," added Traci.

"What do you mean, go first?" asked Todd.

"You guys were too quick when you sucked each other.� We want a show.� A good show," Traci said.�

I'm like, wait a minute, but Todd hops up and lies on the carpet in front of the sofa.� "C'mon, Randy.� Let's give 'em a show. 69 style!"

Just about any other time and I would have taken him up on it, but I wanted to play with the girls, not Todd.� I quickly discovered that I really didn't have a say in the matter as Traci and Staci manhandled me to the floor.

There I was on the floor with Todd's dick in my face and the two girls hovering over me telling me, "Go on.� We want to see you suck him," except that they were both saying something to that effect.� Meanwhile, to the girls' squealing delight,� Todd took me in his mouth.� Again I was urged to do it.

'Oh, what the hell,' I said to myself.� 'They've already seen me do this once.'

"Wow!� That's hot!" one of the girls exclaimed.

"Who would have thought Mr. Cool would be sucking his best friend's dick!" the other said gleefully.

At that point I wasn't so sure that this was such a good idea, but then there was a flash, followed by a whirring sound.� Crap!� They took a picture of us!� The was another flash followed by the whirring sound.� I released Todd and tried to get up, but Todd grabbed and held me by the hips while his suction increased on my prick.� I turned my face up and flash, a full face-on portrait with Todd's stiff cock right there.

"Hey!� No pictures!� Come on, girls!� Please, no pictures!" I pleaded pitifully.

This was met with mirthful giggling as they looked at the Polaroid instant photographs they had taken.� Todd just kept sucking me, pausing for a moment to have his picture taken before taking me to the root again.� All I could think of was that I'd be ruined if they showed those photos to anyone.

Seeing that I was no longer reciprocating, Todd pulled off and stood up, eager to see the photographs the girls had taken of us.�

"Cool!" he exclaimed.�

"Hey, Randy, you gotta see your expression!"� Todd might have thought it was funny, but I didn't.

I got up, ready to rip the photos to shreds, but one of sisters dashed off into the back with them before I could get my hands on them.� I was mightily pissed off, but Staci (or was it Traci?) snuggled up me rubbing her big bare tits against me and reassured, "Relax, Randy.� No one will ever see them except us.� I promise."

Todd by then had the camera and flash.� A moment later there I was for posterity, naked with one of the Laird sisters equally naked and palming my dick.� That photo was destined to go into their secret photo album too.� Turns out, they often took photos of each other and with Todd, very pornographic photos. I never imagined in my wildest imagination that these girls were that kinky, but kinky they were.

With the blowjobs and photos done, it was the sisters' turn. As they pumped their fists, I remembered what Todd said about their paper, rocks, scissors games that they played to see who Todd fucked first.� They both showed scissors.� Doing a repeat, I wondered who would be first and with whom?� This time there was a winner with paper covering rock.� The paper girl lay on the floor with her legs slightly spread.� I was expecting Todd to mount her, but that's not what happened.� Her sister knelt beside her and ran her hand along her leg before settling in her crotch.� The fingers slid along her hairy slit and disappeared.� Meanwhile, the other hand began playing with her tits.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing and was blown away by the realization that girls play with other girls, just like boys play with other boys.� Couple that with the fact that they were sisters...� Holy fuck!

The hand in the crotch moved with deliberate speed and soon wet smacking noises were drifting to my ears.� The sister being fingered began to squirm for a moment before she suddenly became quite stiff and practically came off the floor supported only by her heels and her head.� Then with a "whoosh," she came crashing down.�

Quick as a wink, Todd was on top of her, between her legs.� His butt thrust forward, again and again.� He was fucking her!� Holy ta-moly!� Her legs wrapped around him and she dug her heels into his fat butt, urging him on.� Thap, thap, thap, old Todd was really plugging away.

Flash; the other sister took another photo of the fornicating teens.�� A minute later, Todd's thrusting became somewhat erratic and then I saw his buttocks clinching.� I knew what that meant, he was bareback and cumming inside her.� The thrusting slowed and then he rolled off, his glistening cock was somewhat soft, but he still had cum oozing from it.� The girl, whichever one it was, lay sprawled out and I could see cum dribbling from her cunt, a hairy cunt that was somewhat red and much puffer than it was before.� Damn!

Putting the camera down, the other sister came up to me, kissed my arm and looked up invitingly at me. "Staci's had her fun," she said softly. "Now it's our turn," she added as she ran her fingernails down my bare back.� For once I knew who was who.

"Have you ever had sex with a girl before?" she asked.

"No, I haven't, Traci," I replied.

"Well, at least you know my name," she teased, just before she pulled me to the floor.�

She was quite aggressive and rather worked up watching Staci and Todd fuck.� Almost immediately she took my hand and pushed it into her crotch.� I'd never done this with a girl before, but I was stupid and took to exploring her treasure box.� Sliding my fingers through her sex was all so new to me.� Fortunately, my dad had taken time to explain female anatomy to me and where I should concentrate my efforts.� She took my hand and directed it to just where she wanted it.� Sure enough, it was just as Dad had said and I found that bump he told me about and began gently rubbing it.�� Meanwhile, Traci was kissing me almost desperately as she humped my hand.�

Suddenly she broke off her kisses and whispered, "Do me, for God's sake.� Do me, baby!"

I don't think my dick had ever been as hard as it was at that moment.� I swung up on top of her and between her legs.� I thrust forward, but missed.� I thrust again; still no nookie.� Traci helped me out and took my cock in hand and guided it to her eagerly waiting snatch and I slipped right in.

Nothing, absolutely nothing felt like this before. It was so different than plowing into Todd's butt, as her cock socket gripped my entire shaft snuggly and not just that tight push past an anal ring.� I was so excited that in three strokes I was sperming her.�

Oh, the humiliation!� I knew right then that I should have just cum in Todd's mouth and I would have done better, much better.

"I'm sorry.� I'm sorry, Traci," I begged.� "I..."

"Shhhhhh!� It's okay.� You'll do better next time."�

There was going to be a next time after all?� Hooray!� I had just fucked my first girl and she wanted to do it again! And we did.� Several times that afternoon, and not with just Traci, but Staci as well. By the time we had to call it quits around four o'clock, I appreciated what Todd had said about the girls wearing him out.� There were the two of us, and we both were thoroughly whipped out.� The twins, they were seemingly insatiable and ready to fuck some more, but they needed to get the house aired out and cleaned up before their mom got home from work.

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