I recently made a comment on another thread that had me thinking about it quite a bit the past couple of days so thought I’d write it out because there’s a slight plot twist at the end. This happened around 2009 or 2010. I met a girl online named Tara and we progressed from there to talking on the phone then finally met in person to go on our first date. She told me the night prior to our date that her favorite place was Taco Bell and that therefore she was a cheap date. Couldn’t argue with that. She was a little younger than me and still lived at home and went there to pick her up. She was on the porch with her mom and was introduced to her and all that good stuff.
Tara was a little cutie. Blonde hair, freckles, light brown or hazel’ish eyes and a sexy figure not more than 5′ tall wearing tight jeans and hair still wet from an obviously very recent shower. We ate at the Taco Hell and as always they screwed up my order. I swear if I don’t just make a super simple order and get regular taco’s then they’ll mess it up every time. I got a Big Beef Burrito Supreme but it had rice in it instead of beef. But this time I didn’t complain or take it back because I didn’t want to create any noise on my first date with her.
She moved on me pretty quick with first wanting me to take her back to my place to watch a movie or something. The movie never even made it into the DVD player before she gave me a look and we started making out. Now let me tell you that the new fusion of flavor I tasted from my Big Rice Burrito concoction and her Chicken Quesadilla slathered in fire sauce wouldn’t exactly inspire a recipe for any new menu item that’s for sure. But I was wildly attracted to her physically so I wasn’t about to protest.
She continues taking the proactive approach and the next thing I recall is that we’re on my bed naked. I wasn’t for sure what she had in mind so I just started off by going down on her licking her shaved pussy to which she was quite receptive to. She had the prettiest pussy lips all puffy and uniform. As things heated up, she got to squeezing really hard on my shoulders so it wasn’t really comfortable for me but at least she was enjoying herself. Finally my tongue got too tired to keep going and I raised my head with my mouth feeling like I just dived into a bag of glazed donuts. She seemed a little surprised as she told me that she didn’t expect me to go down on her. I was on my knees between her legs when she grabbed my dick and pulled it downward forcing me to fall forward catching myself with my hands as she raised her hips and before I knew it I was all the way inside her.
During the course of me pounding the hell out of her pussy she must have been looking around the room and decided she didn’t like a particular poster that I had on the wall. It was a movie poster of Cashback which featured a scantly clad female and apparently it made her uncomfortable enough that she wanted me to take it down. So I stopped mid pump and ripped it off the wall though I was a single guy so not sure why she would think it’s unusual but from then on I wasn’t allowed to have such posters around so out it went. We continued in the same missionary position for a while and when I was ready to cum I pulled out and splattered it on her belly button filling it up overflowing like a tide pool. I went to grab her a cloth to wipe off with and walked in as she was playing with my cum on her fingers and swirling it around on her washboard flat belly. It was quite a gratifying scene.
Our dating further continued much in the same way. She didn’t have a car so everyday after work I would pick her up, she would always meet me outside than we would go grab a bite to eat and if we didn’t go over to meet up with one of her friends then we went straight back to my place where we pretty much did every conceivable position and trying new things. She was the first girl I tried anal with and I even let her experiment with inserting her fingers into mine during sex. We were both just very experimental and she seemed open to anything. I noticed sometimes she would wear a tongue ring that had a ball at the end of it. That made for some of the best oral sex I had ever received to this very day and she always swallowed. Sometimes she would play the aggressive dominant role and other times the more passive role. Sometimes she enjoyed to play what she called “pleasure or pain” which usually ended up being me as the target end to experiencing both, usually at the same time. Pretty soon we just decided to let fate play out and we stopped doing the pull out method. Our sexual chemistry seemed like a dream come true. Maybe too much so because the sex just became more and more frequent to the point where I was getting sex whether I could handle it or not. Which is saying a lot for a young single guy because before that, I never knew one could have too much sex but there were times that my balls were so drained that I had to fake an orgasm because there was just nothing left. The well was dry and from then on out it pretty much stayed that way. Being sucked out just as fast as my boys could produce it.
The perfect example were the seemingly countless occasions where I would drop her off home and with an hour she would have one of her friends or mom take her back to my place just to fuck again to which she would then usually spend the night so that I didn’t have to make a second trip around. Those occasions were the worst when it came to feeling drained and dehydrated but she certainly seemed to love sex. Over the next few months, we had a couple of pregnancy scares whenever she would be late on her period. She was quick to inform me but for the most part we didn’t really worry about it. We took the If it happens, it happens approach.
Also during that time I met a few of her close friends. The only two of her friends that I can recollect their names were Crystal and Fiona. Crystal was her closest friend but always gave the vibe that she was hiding something but I never put my finger on it. It was subtle things in the way she talked or her mannerisms but I didn’t think too much about it, i just figured that vibe, whatever it was had something to do with intimate details that Tara probably told her about me. Her friend Fiona however gave me the vibe that she was more than just a friend to Tara. The way they interacted and looked at each other however subtle, it was there. At one point they both had planned on us having a threesome and it was only mentioned to me once but it never transpired. I’m sure it crossed the back of my mind at the time that those two either had previously or continued to have a thing going on. However one thing that Fiona once said to me seemed very baffling but she asked me to never mention the threesome thing to Tara. Just seemed like an odd ball, out of place thing to randomly say one day.
Probably 6 or 7 months into this relationship her friend Fiona started showing some sort of interest in me. Apparently from listening to Tara talk about our sex lives and that threesome that they talked about never happened had her deciding that she wanted in on the action. I was weak and gave in. From that moment on we secretly (so I assumed) would meet up to have sex on random occasions as booty calls. One afternoon I took Tara home and went to Fiona’s house. We were on the living room couch, I was on top of Fiona and no sooner had I stuck my dick in her that the front door opened up and it was Tara. I’m sure we both had the look of shock on our faces. Tara didn’t say anything, she just closed the door. I tried to get my clothes on quickly maybe perhaps I thought I was going to chase her down, I dunno but Fiona stopped me. She didn’t seem concerned but wouldn’t let me leave for a bit. I was a nervous wreck. I drove home but didn’t see any sign of Tara figuring she probably walked there since she didn’t have a car but I never saw her on any path she would have taken.
The very next day Tara calls and I’m full of dread for what I felt certain was about to go down. Tara just talked about normal stuff like she usually did and then wanted me to pick her up. I was too afraid to even bring up the matter. The drive over brought tons of questions to my mind. Did she even really see us or realize it was me? Did she lose her mind and is waiting there to kill me? I convinced myself briefly that maybe the room was too dark after walking in from the sunlight and she just saw some guy on top of Fiona and assumed it was anyone other than me. So the night went as normal. Tara even gave me a blow job in the car twice. Once on the way to where ever we went and again on the ride to drop her off. Maybe she didn’t recognize me or maybe she didn’t care I thought but I was too afraid to ask anyone anything.
Eventually Tara broke up with me citing that it wouldn’t work out in the long run. Whatever we had gradually burned out. It was just as well since it seemed that all we really ever did was have sex. My sexual endeavors with her friend Fiona lasted another 2 or 3 months after that before gradually fizzling out. We were basically just booty calls for each other.
Fast forward to 2018. I ran into Crystal and we talked for a bit catching up. I asked her about Tara wondering what she had been doing with herself. Crystal said that her and her sister moved to New York. I’m like “sister? Didn’t realize she had one” Crystal responds chuckling “oh, you weren’t supposed to know about her that’s why. I forgot” Now I’m real curious and press her to clarify. She explained that Tara had an identical twin sister named Sarah. They were playing me by switching places. They would inform each other of whatever I said or did the night prior and swap places the next. “I’m surprised you didn’t catch on to it. Didn’t you notice that one of them had a tongue ring and the other didn’t?” she asked. “Well I just figured she didn’t wear it all the time. I probably would have caught onto something if I had known that she had an identical twin” Crystal explained that the only way that she could tell them apart was that Sarah’s voice was a little softer and she talked quieter. Sarah was the paranoid one. I probably just figured it was based on her mood or something but I don’t even remember noticing it.
After years of curiosity I had the big question that I really wanted to know. I told Crystal about Fiona and I getting caught in the act by Tara (or Sarah) and how I was baffled that she never said anything about it. Crystal told me that it was probably Sarah that walked in on us because Tara would be the one to get mad about it because she did also have some kind of complex sexual relationship with Fiona. I kinda always suspected that plus she had feelings for me. Sarah wasn’t attached to me like Tara was so either didn’t care or probably already knew about it from Fiona anyway but Sarah wasn’t into other girls like Tara. I remember she also said “Sarah couldn’t complain about you dipping in another pool when she was too considering she had a steady boyfriend that whole time”. Yet another shocking piece of news. Apparently he knew about Tara but I was left in the dark just because Tara was letting Sarah play around on him with me and that I was supposed to just be a short term fling but Tara got attached and wanted it to continue. I pressed on with more questions and learned a few other little nuggets of info like finding out that Sarah was the one that kept getting pregnancy scares out of paranoia but they were both on birth control. I never knew that because I thought we pretty much agreed that we were going to let whatever happen, happen. Now it just makes me wonder how often I was getting sloppy seconds from Sarah’s boyfriend…or he was. Someone had to be because they were swapping every other day which I figure now that Sarah was probably the one that never would stay for very long, often wanting me to take her home after we had a little nap then from there on spending time with her actual boyfriend. I also suspect Tara’s likely the one that would sometimes spend the night. A lot of little things like that now make sense. It seems logical that Tara may have been seeing Sarah’s boyfriend in between swap outs as well but Crystal didn’t think they were because Tara and him didn’t really get along like he did with Sarah but I think they very well could have. So that incidental run in with Crystal was the most waking moment of my life. I felt quite shocked that all of this stuff was going on and bewildered at how I could sleep with sisters, sometimes back to back within an hour of each other and not even realize they weren’t the same person.
So if any of that was confusing then basically Tara and Sarah were just using me for a quick fling at the start. Tara had a sexual thing with Fiona but got attached to me. Sarah didn’t because she had a boyfriend so to her I was just some side dick. Fiona later became jealous of Tara then used me to get back at her. Sarah catches us in the act but doesn’t say anything to Tara because she’s enjoying her arrangement or didn’t want to conjure up more drama.
Crystal said that it was all kept secret because they thought I would be mad about what they were doing plus Sarah had a boyfriend and was trying to keep the two worlds separate. So that’s why whenever I picked her up, she would meet me outside and we’d go to my place. If I went inside I might have seen the family pictures or something. Hell I wish I knew, could have been even more fun. After that talk, I did a lot of reflecting back to various moments In hindsight with this new found knowledge. It explains a few oddball little things that probably would have been a dead giveaway had I known about them both but I just chalked it up to Tara being crazy. I just always thought of Tara as another ex-g/f ever since but learning about Sarah makes the memories seem even hotter to me now than it was then. Now I can tell people that I used to date a set of twins, I just didn’t get to enjoy them both at the same time much less even know about the other.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ciqqzk/i_was_being_played_the_whole_time_but_once_i
*shuts down computer*
That’s enough Reddit for tonight
Mind. Blown.