Fiction The Twins

Currently in denial and figured I’d try my hand at writing again. Thanks to @SweetNSpicy for the inspiration from your avatar.


Not much smut (okay any) in this chapter. But more to come. Always appreciate feedback.

Chapter 1

Mike was nervous as he sat at the high top bar table. He didn’t know why. pre-date jitters? No this was just two old friends reconnecting. Hope that something more would come of it? Potentially. But honestly, he was really just worried about how much they had both changed since high school.

As the door opened and Susan sauntered in, he realized he needn’t have worried. She was lean with long dark hair and deep brown eyes. She wore a t-shirt, jeans, and light jacket. Mike stood up as she approached. Date or not, he’d been raised a gentleman after all.

“Mike!” She exclaimed hugging him. “It’s so good to see you”.

Mike returned the hug. Somewhat taken aback. It’d had been a while since a pretty girl had hugged him.
“You too. You haven’t changed a bit. Please take a seat. I’ll order us a few beers. And let’s catch up” she took off her Jacket and hung it over the back of her chair and the truth of the statement was very evident to Mike. Susan still had an amazing body.

As they sat, drank, and laughed, it felt like old times. Susan was still as charming as ever. Mike “regaled ” her with the exciting world of insurance, explaining about the opportunity that had allowed him to move back to their home town. Susan described the work she was doing as a psych doctoral candidate. Her passion for the subject immediately evident.

As she spoke Mike found himself getting lost in her eyes. She’d always been beautiful but those eyes had what always captured his attention. It was such a shame she never dated in high school.

“But yeah Daria and I just got our own place” she explained. Mike found himself getting pulled out of his ruminations.

“I’m sorry” he said “I’m sure you tired tell you this but it is so easy to get lost in your eyes.”

“Hardly, original but I think I could stand to hear a bit more from you” she said with a wink and Mike felt his heart soar.

“But yeah, my sister Daria and I have our own place now. Little two plus bedroom apartment. Nothing fancy.”

“And how is living with Daria?” Mike asked. He remembered Daria. While Susan was an outgoing social butterfly, Daria was quiet, distant, and more than a little cold. He truly could not imagine two more opposite siblings. Much less identical twins. If half the men in high school had a thing for Susan, then by the same token half the men would struggle to remember Daria existed.

“She’s a good roommate and besides it’s not like there’s any type of adjustment we’d lived together 18 years before that and then some.” Susan said diplomatically. “But I worry, she’s quiet, doesn’t get out much.”

“You should have brought her. It’s have been great to see her as well.” Mike lied politely.

“No, this isn’t really her type of activety. She’s the ultimate homebody.” Susan replied

“And what is she up to?” Asked Mike.

“She’s a doctoral candidate too. We are actually writing our dissertation together. The yin and yang of identical twins.”

“Heh” Mike chuckled. You two would be perfect for that.

“Yeah…” Susan admittedly reluctantly. “But it makes for a great paper and I think there is some truth to it.” Suddenly checking her phone Susan exclaimed “oh no, this has been fun but I have to go”

Mike checked his watch and realized it had in fact been several hours. Somewhat disappointed he stood up with Susan.

“Will I see you again? Mike asked hopefully. “Your theory sounds interesting but I’m not sure I understand it.”

“Well…” she said leaning in, “Daria is a homebody and I am more outgoing. But that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy activity around the home”

“Such as?” Mike asked. Smelling her perfume as she leaned in.

“Well why don’t you come over tomorrow night with a bottle of wine and I’ll explain it to you in far greater detail” she whispers in his ear.

“Sounds wonderful.” Mike said not trusting himself to say more. Thankful he had been holding his own jacket in front of him

“Until then” she whispered even softer. Her lips almost tickling his ears. Leaning back she looked into his eyes, gave him a lopsided grin, a wink, then pecked him on the cheek.

Then without another word she sauntered out. Mike blew out his breadth and sat back down. Definitely, the girl he remembered. He motioned for the waitress for another drink. He wasn’t going to be able to walk out of here for a bit.

 

[Watcher32]

Chapter 2

The next night. Mike found himself standing in front of Susan’s apartment. Bottle of wine in hand. “It’s just a movie” he reminded himself. But thinking of her whisper, He prayed it would be so much more.

Susan answered the door with a smile and a hug. Again wearing a casual t-shirt and very nice fitting jeans. Ushering him in she immediately exclaimed how good the wine looked. Following her to the kitchen he took took the opportunity to appreciate how well her jeans fit her. So engrossed, he almost missed, Daria sitting at the kitchen table, deeply focused on whatever was in her laptop.

“Daria” Susan said gently. “You remember Mike from highschool right?”

Daria glanced up. With her disheveled hair, tired eyes, and frumpy sweater it truly stuck him again how different and similar to people could be. Though in fairness, he’d imagine Susan would look pretty much the same when in grind mode for her work. But for the eyes. Susan’s were always so welcoming, like a pond inviting you to swim. Daria’s were daggers. Even in that one glance. Mike felt naked before her. An odd feeling for someone he didn’t really know.

“oh.. right.” Daria said absently “mid- 20s, reasonably successful, worshipped the ground you walked on, good shoulders, you always had a weakness for good shoulders”

“Daria!” Susan exclaimed. Her face beginning to flush.

Daria threw a grin that Mike could have described as wicked before hitting a few keys and closing her laptop. Standing up she stretched luxuriously. Proving that her sweater wasn’t quite as frumpy as first glance implied. Her gym shorts also showed her surprisingly shapely legs. A trait Mike very hoped she shared with her twin.

“You could join us if you like…” Mike started “the movie that is.” He said Overcorrecting himself.

“Maybe another time” Daria replies flatly, collected her laptop and sauntered down the hall. “You kids have fun” she called as she got to her room.

Mike turned back to Susan. She was staring at him.

“You checked out her ass didn’t you?” She asked without preamble.

“Well… ughh…”

Susan laughed. “It’s alright. I’ll tell her later. You see what she is like. Will probably do good to know a handsome man was checking out her ass.”

Mike found himself smiling. He took a step closer to her and half whispered “what can I say I have a type”

“Oh really?” Susan asked, “and what type is that?”

He took yet another step forward and put his arms around her waist. “Oh I don’t know. Intelligent, great body, eyes I could get lost in.”

She placed her hands on his chest and looked up at him. “You really think you can smooth talk your way out of this?” She asked breathily.

“I have a few more tricks” leaning down he pulled her tight kissed her. She melted in his arms. His left hand ran up the back of her shirt feeling the silky smooth skin of her back. His right drifted down and grabbed her firm ass to pull her tighter. Her hand gripped his hair and pulled him in. He felt her other head undo buttons or his shirt to slip it in begin rubbing his chest Several minutes later they pulled away. Breathing heavily.

“I don’t really feel like watching a movie” she said,

“Good me neither” scooping her up in his arms Mike asked “which way to your room?”

“First door on the right”

Mike carried her in and set her onto the queen size bed. Following her down to kiss her. Laying side by side He felt her hands fiddling with his belt. Felt her reach down inside his jeans and find his erect manhood. They where both breathing heavy. He could feel her anticipation and desperation. Though maybe that just was his

He ran a hand up her shirt and found her breasts. He kissed her neck. And began lifting her shirt up. She immediately moved to help shrug it off. Shrugging off his shirt. He moved his head down her body, kissing, nibbling, licking every bit of skin on the way down until he was eye level with her waist. In one motion he pulled off her jeans and panties down. She worked to kick them off. But only managed one leg. Not caring, he slid out of his own pants and positioned himself in between her legs he placed one hand on her thigh. Beginning to squeeze, massage, and tickle. The other thigh he began to nibble. Before kissing everywhere around her pussy.

After several minutes she let out a gasping “Please”
“Please what?” Mike asked feigning in once.
She gave him a look of total desperation. “You know what I need”
Mike relented. He honestly could barely stop himself. Her clean shaven pussy looked so inviting. So he ate her out. All the while feeling the pressure in his cock building. She gasped and held his head down with both hands. Her legs trembling with pleasure.

When he could stand it no more he moved up her body. Slowly moving kissing, sucking touching. Until they where eye level.

“I want you inside me” she whispered. He obliged.

Later they layed in each others arms. Exhausted.

“You’re amazing” Susan said.

“You sure? It’s been a while…”

“Yes, oh god. It’s been forever since I’ve been allowed to cum.”

“Allowed?” Asked Mike.


“I meant… able” Susan quickly corrected herself. “My mouth and brain aren’t always connected.”

“Okay.” Mike said cautiously. “But you know if there is anything you like or dislike you can tell me.”

“Well…” susan began awkwardly, “I don’t mind it a bit rougher and I can be a bit of a sub”

“You a sub?” Mike asked his knowledge of bdsm limited to porn and a girlfriend in college who insisted on trying handcuffs and whip cream one time.

“I’ll explain later” she said her hand feeling his stirring cock beneath the covers.

“For now” she flashed a wicked grin. “I want to make sure you are fully satisfied. slithering down under the covers she took his dick in her mouth. Shocking him by taking it entirely in one go.
After finishing she wiped her mouth crawled back up to him and snuggled into the crook of his arm.

“Thankyou…”
Cutting him off she said “Thanks for today” and nuzzled into him.

He never even felt himself fall to sleep

 

[PureEmily]

Hey, amazing story and great premise!

Your dialogue is so fluid and fun, not to mention how great the pacing is so far!

 

[Watcher32]

Chapter 3

Mike awoke hours later. Half asleep he felt nature make its inevitable call. Carefully disentangling himself from Susan, she made soft whimpers as she rolled onto the warm spot he just occupied. For a second he found himself watching her sleep by the soft moonlight from the window. Her chest rising and falling with rhythmic breathing.

Not wanting to rustle looking for his clothes he Peaking out the door seeing the coast was clear before quickly moving across the hall to the bathroom. Using the small wall nightlight, found the toilet, lifted the seat he did his business. Oblivious to the world.

As he finished he felt arms wrap around him. Trapping his arms at their sides. Susan must have woken up. He felt the warmth of someone leaning into his back soft but firm hands finding there way to his manhood. She nuzzled his neck and nibbled his ear. He felt himself grow hard in her hand.

“Poor use of my dick” she whispered in his ear, lips tickling him. Then she gave his balls a not quite gentle nor quite painful squeeze with one hand stroking his cock painfully slow with the other.

Mike felt himself tense with the mixed sensation

“Relax” she whispered soothingly. “Let me take care of it.”

Mike felt he should say something. Hell, he hadn’t even washed his hands. (Not that they were doing anything.) But… he just felt himself melt. The sensual voice in his ear assuring him all would be okay.

Suddenly, the hand stroking his dick started going faster her could feel the pressure mounting. The hand on his balls squeezed harder and he felt himself yelp.

“You will cum for me” the voice said. Calm and sensual yet somewhat harsher. “Or this little sensation will be the least of your worries.

With that he exploded, defying the rigor of the evenings earlier activities. He felt himself go rigid and relax. Panting he stood there a moment, his knees felt wobbly.

A hand began to move up sensually rubbing his chest as the voice murmured soft praises to him.

“Susan. Where did that come from?” He said turning around to look at her for the first time. In the dim light he realized she was wearing what could only be described as a leather corset. Displaying ample bosom. Looking up (with effort) he finally met her eyes. Cold eyes, with a look of profound satisfaction.

“Daria” he started to exclaim before she put a firm finger over his mouth.


“As I said. Relax.” Daria half whispered with a wicked grin. “I’m sure you have questions. Now is not the time to ask about them. Go back to my sweat sister before she wakes up”

“But…” Mike began, mind still reeling

“Do as I say. I promise you she will not be angry.” She commanded. He stared into those pitiless eyes and realized a few things. One, he was very naked, the vulnerability both terrifying and exhilarating. Two, she had a hand still firmly grasped around his balls, and three that he actually believed her.

He nodded. Not trusting himself to speak. Feeling himself getting turned on again.

She looked down at his half erect cock and smiled”. “Well it’s good to see at least one part of you is not confused. “

She leaned in and spoke gently. “In the future I expect my orders to be followed without argument . Consider this a first and last warning”

Looking up, she slowly, passionately, greedily began to kiss him. Mike felt the naked lust of the kiss, was filled with the desperate urge to make her his. Without warning she pulled her head back and squeezed. Nails digging into his balls. For a second Mike saw stars. The pain catching him completely off guard. He felt himself fall to his knees.

“Excellent,” said the terrifying woman standing over him, in a voice that was almost cheerful “ you’ve already learnt your proper place.” Without another word she left. Leaving him on his knees in the bathroom. Balls aching but the most confusing boner of his life.

After a few minutes he shakily got back to his feet. Had that just happened? Had he enjoyed it? Susan wouldn’t be angry? Was he turned on by that?

The answers. Where rather unsettling. Unsteadily he stood up. Grabbing a some toilet paper he cleaned up the Mess he made on the toilet. Then washed his hands.

Cautiously sticking his head out the bathroom, he saw the coast was clear. He made his way back to Susan’s bedroom. As he got to the bed he saw she was awake.

“ oh good you’re back” she mumbled. Then lifted herself onto her knees to look him eye level from the bed. The blanket had fallen off and the moonlight did interesting things to the contours of her body.

“Susan… I ughh… something happened with Daria” Mike stammered.

Susan ignored him, Leaned in, and planted a soft kiss on his lips. Warm, Passionate, loving.
“Forget about Daria tonight. Please just be with me” she said scarcely above a whisper.

Mikes conscious felt he should say something. But Susan was so lovely and was melting in his arms. So he embraced her. Felt her desperation, her need for him. He forgot all other things and focused on her. Later exhausted they fell asleep in each other’s arms.