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Subject: STORY - Getting Two For One (MFF)
Date: Sat, 30 Nov 1996 13:34:00 GMT
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Notice: If stories involving sexual activity offend you, go
no
further and delete this file. The same applies if you are not
of
legal age (18 in most states). The story here is based on a
true
incident, however some minor details have been changed here
and
there (especially the names!), to both protect the guilty and
to
make the story a little more readable. If you like this
story,
contact Pussy Barber at NixPix (303) 920-1263 and leave me
mail.
That's the only way I'll know if I should continue writing
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Nissan.
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Getting Two For One
By Pussy Barber
It was at an antique car show that I met Lynn and I found
myself
liking her right away. Not only because she liked old cars, but
because
she was bright, witty, and fun to be with. This, of course, leaves
out
the fact that Lynn is a redhead, which was something that attracted
me to
her right away.
We'd met admiring a Packard (yes, a PACKARD!), who's hood was
open to
expose the massive straight-eight, gleaming in it's factory fresh
paint
scheme. We talked about the Packards, and just naturally moved
over to
bask alongside a 1941 Lincoln convertible, one of only about 300
made
before the war stopped all auto production.
I suggested we sit in the shade near a concession stand and to
my
surprise, Lynn agreed. She walked over to get a table while I
ordered
some munchies for us. "Nachos sound just right." Lynn had said, so
I
stood in line watching her walk over a table. She wore acid-washed
jeans
that looked painted on, and she had a fine shape, one that any man
would
look at with admiration. Her hair, carrot colored, sparkled in the
sun,
radiant against the pale green of her blouse.
We talked about old cars, old movies, old furniture, and old
houses.
I had guessed her to be about 26 but was surprised when she told me
her
age.
"Seems strange doesn't it?" she asked. I asked her what seemed
strange. "I'm only 21 and I'm infatuated with old movies, cars,
houses and
stuff."
Her age took me by surprise. She looked and acted much older.
"Not
really." I said, covering my surprise. "Some of us just appreciate
things
that were made to last. We're romantics I guess."
She smiled, her blue eyes looking at me intently. "I guess so.
I do
get kind of mushy over some movies."
This talk went on for a while and then we looked at more cars.
After
about an hour or so, I asked her if she was busy tonight.
"What'd you have in mind?" Lynn asked, leaning close to me.
"Dinner, some place quiet." I said. "And getting to know you
better."
"Hmmm." Lynn started, giving me a wry look. "The old
wine-and-dine
her ploy, huh?" She gave me a stern look, then laughed. "Sure.
Italian?"
"Great!" I said, happy that she agreed. "I do happen to know a
nice
Italian place across town from here."
"Sounds good." She said. "When do you want to go?"
We left about thirty minutes later, since I'd just walked past
an old
Studebaker Avanti R2, with the supercharged engine. Lynn liked it
too,
until she found out how much it was worth. I laughed at her
reaction, and
she told me that she'd never thought a 1960's car could be so
valuable. As
we walked towards the parking lot, my arm slipped around her back,
and
hers seemed to naturally slide around my waist. It felt fabulous.
Dinner was pleasant, and we both talked for over two hours.
At one
point Lynn said she had to make a phone call, and I kidded her
about
sneaking off to break another date. She laughed, then told me she
was
just calling her sister to let her know where she was. When she
came back
I jokingly said "There's another one like you at home?" Much to my
surprise, Lynn said "Yes, my little twin sister." It turned out
that her
sister was a redhead too, and they looked a lot alike.
We had driven separate cars to the restaurant, and now I
followed her
home. We had found ourselves attracted to each other, casually
friendly,
yet there was a nervous electricity between us, as if we were both
afraid
to say what we both wanted. I pulled into the parking lot of her
apart-
ment building and met her by her car. Thinking I might end it all
right
here, I pulled her to me and kissed her, just as softly and
romantically
as I could. Lynn responded quickly, melting into my arms and
opening her
mouth for my tongue. In seconds both of us felt the heated
passions that
had burned beneath that nervous electricity, the lusty desires for
each
other. When we parted, we looked into each other's eyes, knowing
that
this would be good. Very good.
We rode up the elevator, to the fifth floor. Walking down the
hall,
Lynn stopped short of her apartment and turned to me. She looked
at me
with a slight worried look, as if she needed to tell me something.
"What?" I asked, my hand sliding around her waist.
"I have to warn you about my sister." She said.
"Does she bite?" I replied.
"No." Lynn laughed, releasing the tension. "But she's not what
you're
thinking."
"How do you know what I'm thinking?" I asked.
"Well, she..." Lynn looked into my eyes. "Never mind. I want
to see
your reaction."
Lynn opened the door, inviting me in. Inside I could hear the
music
of a popular TV show playing, and the sound of ice in a glass. As
we
entered the apartment, another redhead came around the corner,
wearing a
pair of scruffy cutoffs and an overly large T-shirt with a "New
Kids" logo
on the front.
Lynn introduced me to Leslie, her little sister. I caught
myself,
and smiled, gracefully saying hello while trying to figure this
out. For
Leslie wasn't more than a month past her sixteenth birthday. Yet,
for all
her youth, she was just as sexy, alluring, and just as beautiful as
her
older sister. The resemblance was pronounced, right down to a
similar
freckle pattern on their cheeks.
"Well, you didn't seem too surprised." Lynn said.
"Did you see his eyes though?" Leslie giggled, a sound like
music.
"I expected all sorts of flustering." Lynn smirked. "Care for
a
drink? I've got beer in the fridge."
"Beer's fine." I said. Leslie waved her hand and invited me
to sit
in the living room. The apartment was small, but neat and well
done. Lynn
came out and handed me the beer, then slipped into my lap, curling
up and
snuggling into me. Again, it felt great.
Lynn told Leslie about the car show, saying it was a shame
Leslie had
to work most of the day. Over the next hour or so, I found out that
their
parents had died two years ago, and that left Lynn to raise her
sister.
From appearances, she was doing a very good job of it. Leslie
seemed to be
much older, much more sophisticated than her years.
Leslie excused herself politely, leaving us alone for a few
minutes.
Lynn kissed me, a long passionate kiss that got my blood pounding,
before
she whispered into my ear.
"Would you like to stay the night?" Lynn breathed in my ear
warmly.
"Yes." I said.
"Kiss me." Lynn said, and I did. As intensly and passionately
as I
could. Our tongues danced and my hands roamed, exploring her
softly,
doing things that would arouse her. We stopped when we heard the
door
open in the hallway. Leslie came back, flopping down on the sofa.
It was
Lynn's turn, and her departure left me feeling chilled without her
warm
body in my lap. I watched her walk down the hall and disappear.
When I
turned back towards Leslie, I could see that her eyes were firmly
gazing
at the bulge in my crotch. She glanced up and away quickly.
I asked Leslie if she was a New Kids fan, and she said she
liked them
but she also liked lots of other types of music. She asked me about
groups
like The Rolling Stones, The Beach Boys, and Chicago. We talked
about
Chicago's brassy horns with Leslie getting very animated about
them. Lynn
came back and joined us, adding to the conversation.
Finally, about ten o'clock, she told Leslie to get ready for
bed.
Over some mild protests Leslie left. As soon as she was in the
bedroom,
Lynn pulled me to her and kissed me. This kiss was one of passion
too
long restrained. Her tounge shot into my mouth and her hand
caressed my
chest urgently. Lynn was sitting on the arm of the chair, kissing
me and
rubbing my cock with desire, my right hand cupping one of her full
breasts
and squeezing it. We did this until my cock was ready to burst the
seams
of my jeans. Both of us were breathing heavily.
Leslie came out, almost catching us, to say goodnight. She
wore a
long, gray T-shirt with "Jamacia" on the front. The shirt hung
down to
mid thigh, showing off her fair, shapely legs. Her breasts were
still
small, but large enough to push the shirt away from her body. Lynn
kissed
her sister goodnight, a brief kiss. Leslie looked a little awkward
for a
moment, standing near me. "G'night." she said softly. "G'night." I
said,
giving her a wink. Leslie bent over and kissed me quickly, on the
lips,
and then strode off. As she went, she had glanced at her sister,
and I'd
seen her starting to blush. I was a bit surprised, a fact not lost
on
Lynn.
"She likes you." Lynn said. "She doesn't kiss just anybody."
She
added.
"I like her too." I said. "And her big sister."
"Just Like!?" Lynn protested. "Is that all I get?"
I laughed and pulled her into my lap, kissing her passionatly.
Our
hands became wanderers over each other's bodies. My desire for her
was
increasing each second. Lynn had plenty of lusty passion, and she
liked
to enjoy what I gave her.
"Let's use the bedroom." I said softly. Lynn laughed.
"It's a one bedroom place." She said. "Unless you want Leslie
to join
us in bed."
The way she said it, the idea sounded as if she wouldn't mind
it. I
kissed her again, this time sliding my hand under her shirt to
touch the
soft, warm flesh of her breast.
"I love my tits sucked." Lynn said. "Suck them for me."
I wasted no time at all. Her tits were lovely pale half
spheres, the
size of cantaloupes. Nice and firm, with lovely pink nipples. I
sucked
each of her nipples, licking around them with my tongue. Lynn
moaned
softly, pulling my head against her breasts. It wasn't long before
I had
her blouse and bra on the floor, and was kissing my way down her
stomach
as she sprawled in my lap. I started to unbutton her pants,
pulling the
zipper down, getting excited anticipating the sight of her orangish
bush.
Lynn slid off my lap, pulling off my shoes and then undoing my
pants.
She knelt topless, her tits rubbing the coarse denim of my jeans as
she
opened my pants and reached for my cock. Since I wear boxers she
reached
in easily, her hand finding my thick, hot shaft. Lynn let out a
long,
slow, breathy sigh when her hand couldn't wrap all the way around
it. Once
she pulled it out, she seemed utterly ecstatic.
"Ohhhh, God! You're so big and harrrrd!" she moaned softly.
I was hard, very hard. Seven inches of desire throbbed in her
delicate hand. Lynn opened her mouth and went down, sucking me
into her
mouth, opening wide to get me in. Lynn's mouth was wet, warm, and
soft,
like velvet. She bobbed her head a few times, then licked the
underside
of my cock with her whole tongue. Her eyes were closed and she kept
pressing me against her mouth, moaning softly the whole time.
She slipped off my jeans and shorts, then started unbuttoning
my
shirt. She stood, allowing me to wiggle her jeans down over her
hips. Her
panties, small and light blue, slid down too, revealing her neatly
trimmed
but still full, orange bush. Her pussy was beautiful and I told
her so.
Then I slid down onto my knees, kissing her navel while I helped
her out
of her clothes. She lifted each leg, bracing on my shoulder, and
while
she did, I held her calf and licked up the inside of her thighs
towards
her succulent pussy, stopping at the edge of her bush.
Now both of us naked, I pushed her onto her back and spread
her legs
wide, bending down towards her beautiful muff. Lynn's pink lips
parted,
her steamy fragrace filled my nostrils, and my head with lusty
thoughts.
As my tongue found her slit, she hissed and arched up, offering her
cunt
to me.
I teased her. Licking around her pussy, parting her lips with
my
tongue, stopping just shy of her clit. Licking the insides of her
firm
thighs, down to her knees and back. My hands squeezed the flair of
her
hips, kneading her soft, warm flesh and making her rock her pelvis
up
again.
"Oh! Where did you learn how to tease?" She said lustily. "Eat
me,
baby. Make me cum, please?"
Lynn gasped when I lifted her legs high, spreading her wide
open,
then dove into her cunt tongue-first. My tongue slithered in her
sopping
slit, then found her clit, buzzing around it quickly, teasing,
flicking,
sucking. Her hips rocked in a jerking motion, and I sensed her
being
close. I pushed two fingers into her slit, making her arch up and
gasp.
Her hips rocked in hard, thrusting motions, and I looked up over
her
heaving belly, watching her clench her tits tightly.
"Oh! Oh! Ohh! OHHH! OHHHHHHHHH!!! OHHHHnnnnmmmmmmmm!" she
cried out,
clamping her legs around my ears, shoving her dripping cunt into my
face.
I held her as she kept rocking her hips, her cunt muscles making
her soft,
wet slit pulse against my chin. Lynn moaned softly as she began to
float
in that warm, cloudy haze, jerking whenever my lips moved around
her now
very sensitive clit.
"Oh, thank you!" She sighed. "So goood! Ohhh!"
I caressed her gently, letting her float along, watching her
caress
her nipples and breasts. When I sat up, my chin felt cool from her
creamy
wetness and I wiped it off, winking at her as I licked it off my
fingers.
Lynn's juice is sweet, and so wonderfully tasty.
My cock was still rock hard, something not lost on her. It
was her
turn now, and she made me lay on the floor, while she slipped
between my
legs. Lynn looked up at me while she sucked the head into her
mouth, her
lips forming a sexy point as they stretched around my shaft. I
watched my
cock glisten as she came up, and felt her tongue flick back and
forth
underneath the head. She smiled and rolled her tongue back,
drawing a
line up the sensitive underside and coaxing my sperm up my cock.
Lynn knew how to use her tongue around the area where I'd been
circumscised at birth, knew that it would be sensitive. Up and
down,
around and around, licking, sucking, taking more than half of me
into her
mouth, her saliva drooling down and wetting my balls. I closed my
eyes,
enjoying the sensations she gave me.
Lynn moaned softly around my cock, her hot breath brought me
close.
She started licking faster, moving up and down quickly, fucking her
mouth
with my cock. She was really into it, getting up on her knees, ass
in the
air, mouth filled and sucking for my cum. I was getting real close
just
thinking of how hot she was getting from sucking me off. I was on
the
edge, my hips rocking in time with her, her slick mouth begging for
my
jism. So, so close. I could hear her moaning in short, sharp
moans, as
if she were about to cum with me. That did it, and I felt a long
string
being pulled up my cock.
"I'mgonnacum!" I panted. "GonnaCummmmm!"
Lynn moaned, getting cut off as my sperm rushed up my cock and
gushed
into her mouth. She moaned between the spurts, forcing her head
down
until she gagged slightly, feeling my sperm splash against the back
of her
throat. I could feel each thick surge build up, then stream into
her
mouth, and the warm, wet sensation of her mouth filling with jism.
Lynn
seemed determined to cram my cock down her throat. I felt like I'd
shot a
gallon of thick white cum into her mouth.
Lynn was even hotter now, sucking my cock to get every drop.
I lay
on my back, legs wide, letting her make me twitch as she tightened
her
lips and sucked me one last time. She moaned loud, her mouth still
filled
with cum, then arched up, sitting upright, tossing her head back. I
looked
and saw her clutch her tits, her mouth open. She moaned slightly,
causing
a thick trickle of sperm to leak down both sides of her mouth. She
paused
and gulped down my wad of cum, then gasped. I looked down at her
cunt,
and I know my cock jerked back to hardness in record time.
Lynn's creamy white legs were spread wide, against my ankles,
and
between her legs I could see her younger sister's hair, her nose
firmly
buried in Lynn's bush! Leslie was sucking her sister's cunt, her
hands
reaching around and spreading her sister's cuntlips wide open.
Wet,
squishing noises came from Leslie's mouth and Lynn's cunt, and
Lynn's hips
moved lewdly as she came and came and came.
Finally, Lynn lifted up, her bush sopping wet with her cum and
Leslie's saliva. Lynn sprawled out on top of me, sweating and
panting as
she laid her head on my chest. I was a surprised of course, and
very
hard. Leslie sat up, still wearing her long t-shirt, and caressed
her
sister's ass and back.
Without much warning, and without a word, Leslie moved her
sister's
ass over me, then grabbed my cock and rubbed it up and down Lynn's
slit.
Lynn responded by arching her back, rotating her hips so I could
enter
her. Lynn moved down slowly, and I could feel Leslie's tongue
licking the
underside of my cock, even trying to shove her tongue up Lynn's
cunt with
my cock! Feeling hot, lusty, and incredibly wanton, I shoved my
cock
deep into Lynn, making her gasp.
"Oh, yeah!" Lynn said in a harsh voice. "Fuck me! Fuck my hot
cunt."
I rammed her again, and this time Lynn slammed her ass down.
"Yes! Shove it up my cunt! Cram me full of cock. Hump me!
Fuck me!"
We began moving in a hard, fast rhythm, and I could feel
Leslie's
hands all over both of us. I opened my eyes to see these sisters
kissing
each other, and Leslie licking my cum from Lynn's face. I reached
over,
sliding my hand between Leslie's legs and sliding two fingers into
her
small, tight, sopping snatch.
"Unnggh, yes!" Leslie hissed. "Fuck her. Cum in her cunt. Make
her
cunt drip with cum!"
"Fill me with your jism!" Lynn hissed. "I love your hot
jizzzum!"
Leslie stripped off her long t-shirt, revealing her completely
naked
body to me, rocking her tight cunt on my probing fingers, cupping
her
small, firm tits, and breathing heavily.
I came again, a second time in ten minutes. These girls were
incredibly hot. My cum rocketed into Lynn's twat, and I could feel
her
soft, slippy lips milking me, see her tongue over her upper teeth,
her
nipples standing like pencil erasers.
Leslie grabbed my cock and pulled me out of her sister's
snatch, and
I could hear her moaning as she sucked my hot cum out of Lynn's
dripping
twat. She licked my cock too, then shoved her smallish titties
into her
sister's slit, rubbing our juices all over her chest.
We all kissed each other, and I fingered Leslie into a nice
orgasm,
watching her lithe body undulate like a snake as she came. Lynn
took us
into the bedroom where we all climbed into bed together.
Leslie mounted my cock as soon as it was hard, and I knew that
I was
the biggest she'd ever had, even before she told me. We went
slowly, so
she could get used to it. Once she'd managed to rock up and down a
few
times, Leslie began a lusty fucking, her tight cunt even tighter
than my
own fist. Lynn straddled my face, and I licked and sucked her off,
then
watched as she crawled around and parted Leslie's ass cheeks,
licking her
little sister's asshole and cock-filled slit.
Leslie leaned down and kissed me, tasting her sister's fresh
cunt-
juices, and writhing against me wildly. Lynn licked my balls, then
to
make it even hotter for me, she crawled up and knelt behind her
sister.
Lynn's hips pressed against Leslie's ass, slowing her down, and she
reached around, cupping her sister's little tits, licking Leslie's
neck.
"Cum in her cunt." Lynn said. "Cum in my sister's tight, wet
little
cunt. Fill her slit full of your juicy cum."
Leslie and I both moaned. "FUCK my SLUT sister!" Lynn hissed.
"Fuck
this hot, bi whore. Drench her in sperm. Rub my cum all over her
too!"
Leslie and I came, almost precisely at the same time. She
shoved her
cunt down as I thrust up. She yelped, then spasmed with my
spurting cock.
She gasped and cooed, shuddering as I splattered the insides of her
young
twat with my gushing sperm.
"YES! Oh baby!" Lynn cooed. "Cum on him! Feel his jism
spurting in
your snatch! You beautiful naked little bitch. Spread your legs
for his
cum! Cream his cum-filled cock!"
Lynn sprawled out next to us while we both floated along,
holding
each other tightly. Lynn's hands roamed over us both, caressing,
soft,
gentle. I looked at her and she smiled broadly.
"Yeah, now I know she likes you!" Lynn smiled. "So do I!"