[18+, MF, B/S] My Twin Sister and Me – Part 4

Things have taken an unexpected turn.

The first three posts that I made detailed the sexual discovery between my twin sister and myself, as well as the beginning of our romantic relationship together when we were eighteen years old back in 1990. Our relationship continued throughout the rest of high school, through college, and we have spent our lives together.

Both of our parents died at the end of our senior year of high school; after that, we had nothing tethering us to our home as they were the only blood family that we had left living at the time. After our parents’ death, we exchanged testimony and evidence to the federal government in return for admission into the witness protection program. Our business family was no longer an issue in our lives, and there is no lingering connection there…besides that, there are additional considerations that shield that from being any problem for us.

My sister and I began college two years after our high school graduation. As far as any of our college friends know, we married young and ‘beat the odds.’ Due to our status in the witness protection program, we ceased contact with any friends from high school. Living as man and wife was easy. We have the same last name, so it was not difficult to do at all. We no longer live in the Chicago area.

[MF] My Twin Sister and Me – Part 3

I woke up the next morning with Celia in my arms, both of us on our sides. Her perfect little ass was pressed up against my cock, which had awoken before I had. My sister is a hard sleeper, and after calling her name a couple of times with no movement from her, I began to move. I had been instinctively pressing my hips and cock against her, but I wanted to be inside her again. I reached down and grasped my cock and rubbed it against her pussy lips. Just as my cock was hard before I woke up, her pussy was damp before she woke up. I could feel her wetness and warmth on the head of my cock and slipped it inside of her. I rocked gently back and forth and was amazed at how different she felt from this position. The pressure on my cock was different from last night, and it felt even better. I slid my hand onto her hip and pulled her back against me and enjoying her warmth and tightness around me. Staying deep inside of her, as if I could poke her awake from the inside, I slid my hand and cupped her breast and gently squeezing her. I kissed her shoulder and said, “Wake up, sleepyhead.” With my middle and index fingers on either side of her nipple, I tugged on it as I again pressed deeper inside of her.

My Twin Sister and Me – Part 2 [18+, M/F, B/S]

We looked into each other’s eyes, our breathing heavy and wet. Without saying a word, those gazes said everything; our ‘twin telepathy’ was babbling out of control, “I want you so badly,” “I’m sorry,” “I love you,” “what did we just do,” “fuck, you are hot”. At that moment, I didn’t know exactly what to do. My cock was still as hard as if I hadn’t just orgasmed but my hand, my bed, and the small amount of cum that had landed on my sister’s pussy betrayed that fact. I was throbbing and eager for more, much more. My sister had one more post-orgasmic shudder and dropped her eyes. She crawled towards me and pushed me back so that I was lying down and then laid beside me without saying a word, her head on my chest.

My twin sister and me [MF]

The first time she caught me, she walked into my room while I was lying on my bed jerking off. She opened the door just before the moment that I came. We locked eyes for just a second…we were looking each other in the eyes as the first spurt of my cum shot up before landing on my stomach. I grunted at the pleasure of cumming and the shock of her walking into my room at the exact moment. Her mouth opened in shock, her eyes went to my cock and stayed locked onto it as the remaining shots flew up before resting on my body. We were both in shock. My hand was clamped on my cock after my orgasm, making it red and engorged. She turned and ran down the hall. I didn’t know if she was going to call my mom and tell on me or what so I got up and ran down the hall, following her into her room.

She was wearing the oversized t-shirt that she slept in and she was facing away from me as I ran into the room and grabbed her wrist to turn her around. Again, her eyes went right to my cock and her mouth hung open. I began to beg her not to tell mom. She finally took her eyes off of me and looked at me and quietly said okay.