Message-ID: <23120asstr$952467025@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: michaeld38@aol.communism (MichaelD38) X-Original-Message-ID: <20000307141320.00643.00000200@nso-ch.aol.com> Subject: {ASSM} The Twins {MichaelD}(mff, semi-inc, drugs)(2/2) Lines: 717 Date: Tue, 7 Mar 2000 17:10:25 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: Lambchop, dennyw "Well, girls, was this a good idea, do you think?" They snuggled against me. "This is *so* weird," Mer said, "but it's good." "I know," Mel replied, "watching you coming is like watching myself almost. I never come this easily. I think it kind of amplifies it." "Jeff, you know," Mer went on, "I never thought our sex life could get any better, but this is it. Seeing the two of you making love like that was like nothing I've ever experienced. Like Mel said, it was kind of like watching us do it." This was the first moment it really hit me that I was making love to two gorgeous blondes at the same time. Seeing the two of them stretched out against me brought my cock instantly back to life. The sensations were kind of the same as they'd always been after I'd come a couple times. There was still the wonderful ache in my cock as it swelled. But the rest of it felt like I hadn't come at all. My balls felt as full as they ever had. I felt like I could go on making love to the two of them for months. "Are you guys ready for more?" "Are you?" Mer asked. They looked down in unison at my cock, which was as hard as it had ever been. They looked back up with identical expressions of amazement. "Jeez, Mer, what have you been doing to this guy?" She laughed. "Nothing, I swear. Do you mind?" They laughed again, and then Mel propped her arms up under her chin. "I want to watch you guys do it. Just pretend I'm not here, okay?" "Okay," Mer said, "you're not here." She rolled on top of me, kissing me savagely. I kissed her back, embracing her as she settled her hips onto me. As we sucked on each other, she slid her slick mound up and down the length of my cock. After a minute or so, I pulled her up so that I could kiss her breasts. I have not given you an adequate description of Mel and Mer's tits. They were high and full, maybe just a bit too large for their slim frames. They had prominent pink nipples that would get hard and swollen very easily, sticking out at least half an inch. The swell of the flesh, the feel and silky softness of it, was unlike anything I'd known up to then. I lavished kisses all over Mer's tits. I sucked on the nipples until I knew it must hurt her. Finally she rolled over next to Mel, pulling me on top of her. She nibbled at my ear "Now . . . into me, please . . ." I obliged. She was hot and wet and the walls of her cunt clutched at me. Her style of lovemaking was a little different from her sister's. She was a little less wild, a little more willing to please rather than be pleased, but she was just as eager and enthusiastic. I felt a hand sliding between us, and realized Mel was feeling us like her sister had before. I glanced over at Mel and saw her just lying there watching us raptly. She smiled at me and then Mer pulled me back. "She's not here, remember? You have to give all your attention to me." So I did. The fact that Mel was sitting there watching us, that fact that I had both of them all to myself, the drug John had given me, and the fact that I was beginning to think I loved the two of them, was making me about as horny as I'd ever been. I made love to her savagely. I was not to be controlled. She was moaning and clawing at me after a minute of it. She came once, twice, three times. Mel was still feeling between us, and when I looked over at her, she had her eyes closed, and her thighs pressed tightly together, twisting slowly. I leaned into Mer, straining, trying to come. She arched her back and groaned, clawing my butt. "Oh, God, I'm coming again!" I felt Mel's hand slide down to where we were joined. As Mer began to vibrate in the beginning of her climax, Mel moaned as well. "I'm coming, too." I looked over at her and saw her other hand between her legs. When she began to come, I lost it, shooting off into Mer in a spasm of pounding thrusts. The volume of it was the same as before. Huge. When it was over, and we lay panting together, Mel finally spoke. "That was so beautiful. I can't . . . I've never felt anything like what I did when I came with you. I could *feel* you both coming, I really could, and it made me come, too." She smiled and the three of us embraced. We rolled around together for a while, caressing and kissing. When I felt Mel's hand on my cock, and she realized it wasn't going down, she gasped. "My God, Jeff, look at you." They had both had a taste of my recuperative powers before this, but they were still amazed. "Jeff," Mel goes, "I have never met a guy who could keep it up like you can. What is it with this thing?" "I guess it's just being with the two of you together. It's just rising to the occasion." "So what are we going to do with it?" Mel asked. "I have an idea," I said, "Let's go get in the jacuzzi." They looked at each other and went "Ahhh!" in unison. We jumped out of bed and ran out to the deck. I fired it up and then as they waited for it to warm up, I went down into the cellar and brought up yet another bottle of Moet. My dad was going to notice this, but I figured it was worth it. We cracked it open and climbed in. My cock, if anything, was even more ready than it had been a few minutes earlier. "Jeff, how many more times do you think you can go?" Mel asked. I told her the truth. "I don't know. It feels like we just started. Figure three or four." They stared at each other, then Mel looked back with lust in her eye. "Good. Because I want to suck your *cock*," she said, drawing it out. "I want to get the taste of that bastard Mark out of my mouth." Mer stared at her in mild shock. "Slut." "Only with Jeff. He *makes* me act this way." She drifted over next to me and embraced me, shooting her tongue into my mouth. When she slid down, I made to climb up on the side, but she stopped me. "I want to do it underwater for a while." Her head sank under the foam and I felt her lips envelop my cock. Mer looked at me in bemusement. "I think we've created a monster." I was going to answer her, but at that moment, Mel sucked most of my cock into her mouth, and the words caught in my throat. After about forty-five seconds, Mel surfaced. She took a deep breath and went down again. In stages she worked me up to the brink of orgasm. Each time she surfaced, she kept her hand on my cock, stroking rapidly. This was unlike any blow job I'd ever had. It wasn't just that Mel was good at it (and she was), it was the foaming water all around me, the way there was no loss of warmth at the base of my cock each time she pulled back, and the fact that I had never experienced anything remotely like this. Mer was sitting across from us, sipping champagne with a wry smile on her face. When Mel submerged for the twentieth time, Mer cocked her head at me. "Good?" (as if she were inquiring about the quality of the house special in a French restaurant.) I nodded. It was all I could do. Mel surfaced. "Almost there?" I assured her I was. She submerged again. Ten seconds later I exploded into one of the biggest orgasms of my life. Mel held onto it until all of my come was out, and then rose up with a smile on her face. She picked up her glass of champagne and took a long sip. "It goes well with this stuff." Mer shrieked and splashed water at her. When they finished their brief water fight, Mel stared at me. "Jeff, I think there is something wrong with you. It's not normal for someone to keep coming like this. There was as much there just now as the first time." I shrugged. "Do you mind?" "Not at the moment," she said, and they both busted out laughing. In truth, I was slightly worried. I was beginning to wonder if that stuff John gave me was ever going to wear off. It was great now, but if I were to stay like this, life would get rather uncomfortable. No matter. For the moment, I loved it. Mer slid over next to me and felt down for my cock. Finding that it was still hard, she pulled herself up and slipped it inside of her. Mel came up behind her and pulled us together. As Mer rose up and down on me, Mel caressed us both, even feeling between us where we were joined. But I could see she wanted more. "Mel, come here." I jerked my head behind me. She got the message. She climbed out of the pool and settled her cunt over my face as I leaned back onto the edge of the jacuzzi. "Just don't shove your butt in my face," Mer said. "Okay?" Like this we pleasured each other: I licked furiously at Mel's clit. Mer rode my cock, squeezing herself around me. I thrust up into her. Mel was on her hands and knees, and as she got more and more excited, she settled herself further and further down on me. She arched her back, groaning, shoving her proud tits into the air. "God . . . oh! I can never get enough of that!" Mer was riding faster and faster. I squeezed and stroked her tits, pulling on the nipples. As I felt her approaching orgasm, I lifted up my hips, then lowered them sharply. Mer floated for a second and I shot my cock back up again. I repeated that motion rapidly. She was coming within fifteen seconds. Her thighs held me tightly as she shook. Above me, Mel heard her cries of ecstasy, and it set her off. Pumping her hips at my face, she began to jerk and shiver. When it was over, she slid down into the pool with us. "Did you come?" I hadn't. "Well, we'll see about *that*," Mer said. Together they lifted me out of the water and began sucking all over my cock. One on my cock, one on my balls, one on each side of my cock, nibbling and biting. It didn't last long. Mel let Mer finish me off. She was good. After I had shot another huge load into her mouth, she pulled back and sipped some champagne. "You're right, Mel, it does go well with this." As we sat in the water stroking each other, I wondered at the power of that stuff John gave me. Here I had come five times and it felt like only once. If that. The few times I had made it this far, I felt completely drained. There was none of that now. "Well," Mel said, appraising the situation, "what haven't we done?" "You two haven't gotten it on," I said. They looked at each other, although just slightly longer than one might expect, and then looked back at me. "No, not quite," Mel said. "I think I want to watch you guys do it, like you did before with me and Jeff," Mer said. I looked at Mel. She seemed agreeable. "Any preference as to the location?" I asked Mer. "I forgot - where was the first place you guys did it, Mel? Where you lost your virginity to him?" Mel busted out laughing. "Jeff's room. Upstairs." "There, then." Mer smiled at us. "And you have to pretend I'm not there, like we did before." So we dried off and went up to my room. The three of us lay down together, Mer lay on her side watching Mel and me. We started slowly, almost as if we were re-enacting that first time two years before. Mel was usually wild and aggressive, but now she seemed almost meek. When I mounted her, she arched her back and moaned softly. It lasted a little longer, but the end result was just as intense. Mer was feeling between us, like her sister had done before, and toward the end, she began playing with herself, too. When Mel came, she rose up, shaking and clawing my back and I drove her down as we both exploded into orgasm, just as Mer came beside us. They said it was wonderful. I thought so too. I could have gone on longer, but the girls were both completely exhausted. We piled into my dad's bed and fell asleep. I awoke around noon to find both of them curled up in my arms, and my cock painfully erect. I stretched out and they both came awake slowly. "Hi," I said, "you guys sleep all right?" "Yeah," Mer said. "God, I was exhausted." "Me, too," Mel said smiling, "but I still had fun." "No second thoughts?" I asked her. She looked over at her sister. "Nope. In fact, I'm kind of still horny myself." Mer smiled. "Go ahead. Don't mind me." Mel slid up and began kissing me, and I felt her hand reaching down to grip my cock tightly. I put my hands on her hard buttocks and pulled her on top. Just then I felt the covers sliding down, and realized Mer was pulling them back. "I want to watch," she said. She didn't do anything, though, she just lay there serenely on her pillow and watched me make love to her sister. Mel was sliding her mound up and down the length of my cock as I kissed her. I massaged her butt for a few moments before I pulled her up. She lifted her breasts up to my mouth and I sucked on her nipples, pressing her tits together so I could suck on both at once. She was reaching back behind her to stroke my cock, and as she grew more aroused, she gripped me more tightly. I still wanted more of her, though. I pulled her butt up further, and she realized what I wanted. She climbed up over my shoulders and knelt over my face. I stuck out my tongue and licked her gently. "Oh . . . Jeff, please . . ." Her juices began to flow and she began to moan softly. I looked over at Mer. She was still there, watching us. She smiled at me, and I saw her idly playing with her left nipple. I went back to licking Mel, who was getting very hot. The muscles on her thighs and abdomen were standing out as she pumped her hips at my mouth. Suddenly she pulled back, sliding down to straddle my waist. With one hand, she guided me into her tight wetness. She lay down on my chest and kissed me passionately. I held her ass as she rose up and down on me slowly, grinding her clit into the base of my cock. After a few minutes, I put my arms around her and rolled her over next to Mer. "Yes," Mel moaned, "yes." I drove into her as far as I could go. I felt myself probing at her cervix. She lifted up her hips to let me get deeper. The formula was apparently still working. Although I had come six times the night before, I felt now as if it had been only once. When, about five minutes later, Mel began to claw at my back and moan, "Come with me, come with me," into my ear, I was ready to explode. I sped my thrusts, and when I felt her start to shake and quiver, I let go and spurted up into her. Her internal muscles milked out every drop. I rolled off of her and lay between them. Mer propped her chin up on my chest. "How was that?" "Good," I said weakly. "Incredible," Mel moaned. Mer smiled at me. "Got anything left for me?" "I think so." She reached down and began stroking my deflating cock, still wet with Mel's juices. It came back to life rather quickly. She rolled on her back and pulled me with her. I reached down to fell her mound, and found her already quite wet from watching me with Mel. I stroked her clit gently and sucked on her nipples. She moaned, arching her back, and pushed my head down her chest. I knew what she wanted, and I wanted it too. I reached her slick lips and began licking her from above. She lifted her knees and I worked my head in between her thighs. She gripped my hair as I licked at her. I had briefly forgotten about Mel, but she apparently hadn't forgotten about us. I was lying across the bed by now, and to my slight surprise, I felt Mel's hair sliding over my thighs as she moved her head around in front of me. A moment later, I felt her lips enclosing on my cock. Mer noticed a second or two later. "Hey-" "I'm just keeping him up for you," Mel said, pulling back just enough. Just then, I stuck my tongue into Mer, causing her to convulse. Mel went back to sucking on me. After a few more minutes of this, Mer was quite ready. She pulled up my head, and Mel leaned back away from me to lie next to us. I rolled over onto Mer and thrust into her in one movement. She was hot, tight, and very wet. I knew what she needed after everything last night, and I was well-prepared to give it to her. I pumped into her in a steady rhythm, pushing as deeply in as I could get. Her hands were claws on my back, and she began to slap her hips up at me. "Oh Jeff - I'm coming!" She lifted up uncontrollably, vibrating with her climax and squeezing me with her entire body. I kept thrusting at her, and I looked over at Mel, who was watching us raptly. About a minute later, Mer began to come again like she was having an epileptic fit. This time, I joined her, shooting off as if I hadn't come in a month. When I recovered, I rolled off and lay between them. Mer clung to me, still twitching from her orgasm. "That wasn't fair," Mel said smiling, "she got two, and I only got one." "I'll make it up to you," I gasped. We lay together for about ten more minutes. The girls got up and made us breakfast. They put on a couple of my dress shirts, but nothing else. After we ate, I suggested we go swimming. "We don't have suits," Mer said. "*I* don't care," Mel said. "Nobody's above us on the hill," I said. "Nobody'll see you whether you're naked or not." Mer walked over to the back window and looked out and around the yard. "Well . . . I guess, if you guys are." "Besides," Mel said, "Jeff still owes me one from this morning." We cleaned up the breakfast dishes and went out to the pool. Mel stripped off my shirt and dived in naked. I took off my shorts and followed her. We surfaced and Mer was still standing there. "Are you coming in or not?" Mel asked. Mer sighed and stripped out of my shirt and jumped in after us. I swam to the shallow end and leaned against the wall. "This is so crazy," Mer said. "This whole thing has been crazy," I said, "just go with the flow." We swam around for a while, then the girls climbed out to sunbathe on the grass. Naturally, they wanted me to rub suntan lotion on them. I did Mer first, since I had an idea about what would happen when I started on Mel. I was right. I got her good and oiled up, and she was writhing around by the time I got to her front. She pushed my hand down between her legs, and I stroked her lips gently. I felt her oily hand seeking my cock, and when she found it, she stroked it too. Mer rolled over and watched us, smiling at us like we were idiots. It was a very new experience. Both Mel and I were slick with suntan oil, and we slid and slipped back and forth against each other. I pushed into her very easily, and she was very hot inside. The thing was though, we were so oily we couldn't get a real grip on each other. The friction actually seemed intensified by the oil, and Mel was getting aroused very fast. I began to feel like the formula was wearing off, and I had to thrust at her harder, but that happened to be exactly what she wanted. She came once, twice, three times, convulsing like she was going to die, before I was able to shoot off into her. When I finally rolled off her and she lay next to me, gasping and twitching, Mer reached over and stroked my arm. "Jeff, are you okay? You don't need to keep pushing yourself for our sakes." "No, I'm fine. I think I'm just finally getting worn out." "I know *I'm* worn out," Mel said, "I've never come so hard in my whole life like I just did. Every time this past day has gotten more intense." "I know," Mer said, "this morning was unbelievable." Mentally, I was sated, but my brain apparently hadn't told my dick. It was steadfastly refusing to go down. I felt, though, that one more time ought to do it. I just wasn't sure I could ask the girls for more. As it was, I didn't have to. Mer noticed my rebellious cock before I could do anything. She rolled over next to me and poked at it. "Je-e-ff," she said liltingly, "I don't think you're quite worn out yet." "Maybe one more time." "Well, Mel is two up on me now. I think you owe me." "It's yours," I gasped. She climbed over me and straddled my waist. Slick with oil as I was, she settled down on my cock, letting it slip into her. She closed her eyes and rode me slowly, making my cock probe into her. Mel slid over and kissed me gently, sliding her tongue into my mouth. She pulled back after a moment and climbed around behind Mer. She put her arms around her and rested her chin on Mer's shoulder. Mer was leaning down and supporting herself on her arms. I reached up and began to tweak her oily nipples and stroke her breasts. "Yes . . ." she moaned, "yes . . ." Mel brought her hands up and cupped Mer's breasts for me. I held her nipples between my thumb and forefinger and worked them back and forth. Mer's breath began to whistle between her clenched teeth, and soon she began to whine as she approached climax. By now she was violently thumping her mound against my cock, and in a minute or so she started to shake and cry out in agony as she was taken by her orgasm. She collapsed onto my chest, and Mel came down with her. "Oh God," she gasped, "I'm going to die. I - I'm sorry Jeff, I don't think I can keep going." "Let me," Mel whispered. Mer slid out from between us, and Mel lay down on my chest. She reached around behind her and guided my cock into her wetness. She rode me for a few minutes before I rolled her over. This was going to be the last one, I knew, because it wasn't coming easily. I had to pound myself into Mel toward the end, and she lost it completely. When we finally came, she felt (so she said later) like she was going to have a heart attack. The three of us had to soak in the pool for a while after that to cool off, but we finally went inside around three. By now you are probably dying to find out where you can get some of this stuff, huh? Don't bother. Read on and you'll see why. We sent out for pizza at dinnertime, but by then, instead of feeling like the greatest lover who ever lived (as the girls seemed to think), I actually felt like shit. In fact, I was beginning to feel like someone had kicked me in the balls. I took them home around eleven. I was actually worried that they might suggest another round, but I guess they were pretty worn out. As it was, the pain was getting so bad I could hardly walk. It was when I got home that I started pissing blood. I finally had to eat a couple of Bitsy's Valiums just to get to sleep. John called me the next morning. The pain had gone beyond feeling kicked in the balls and now felt like someone had hacked them off with a set of hedge clippers. "Jeff, bud, what's up? Did you get to use that formula?" I groaned. "Don't ever ask me to try out one of your formulas again, okay? I feel like I'm about to die." "Oh, my God. Jeff, what happened?" "Well, first off, let me tell you, it worked, Christ did it ever work." "You used it on Mer, or what?" "Well, you remember her sister Melinda?" "Her twin right?" "Yeah. Well, Friday night after the game, we all went out together and then came back here to drink up Dad's champagne. We got drunk and all ended up in the sack together." "No shit? Both of them at once?" "Yeah, and with this formula, I completely wore both of them out. I think I came ten times all together. They were pretty freaked." "I'll bet. But what's wrong now? You said you felt like shit." "No, I feel like someone sawed my balls off with a dull knife. I've been pissing blood since last night." "Oh, God, Jeff I'm sorry about this. I didn't think it would be so bad. The rabbits never did anything like this. Can you walk? Could you get to a hospital?" "John, Jesus, I can't even stand up." "Okay, I'll come over and get you. We'll go have somebody look at you." "Okay, just hurry." John came and took me to the emergency room. We told the doctor that I'd gotten kicked in the nuts and they ran a bunch of tests, but couldn't find anything wrong. By then, though, the pain had subsided and I was feeling a little better. They finally wrote me a prescription for painkillers and sent me home. By Monday it was down to a dull ache. All in all, I'd say it wasn't worth it. Eighteen hours of sexual ecstasy couldn't quite compensate for three days of feeling like someone was crushing your balls in a vise. John erased the formula and asked me to forget about it. I can't say it was difficult. Dad discovered the missing bottles of champagne when he and Bitsy got home, and he grounded me for a week. I didn't care. I was just glad he never found out about my driving the Daytona, because he would have kicked me out of the house. Now for the "where are they now?" section. Mer and I went out together for the rest of the year, but began to drift apart after graduation. Since she went to school back East, we didn't get to see much of each other. She met some guy at school whom she eventually married and had three or four kids by. They're living in Chicago, and I haven't seen her in five years. Mel got discovered by this modeling agency at the local mall right after graduation and got hot very quickly. She moved to New York and I saw her again the summer of my junior year in college. She had changed quite a bit. She was heavily into the club scene and was doing a lot of coke. I was pretty horny at the time and it took very little effort to get her into bed. If anything, she was wilder than before. She needed to be hurt, and since I was into the thick of my S&M phase, I was eager to oblige. I was in the middle of a trip to Europe and being the impulsive person that she was, she decided to come with me. I didn't see much on the first half of my trip except Mel's naked body. We even did it in the bathroom of the Concorde at 50,000 feet on the way over. She came with me as far as Paris, where we got into a massive fight and she flew home. She got herself straightened out after another year or so of this and quit the business. She came home to LA and went back to school. Imagine my surprise when she appeared at my law firm one summer as an intern. She was disappointed to find me involved with Chloe, but since she had mellowed out considerably, it didn't cause any problems. She has turned out to be a very good lawyer, in part, I think, because her looks throw off every male opponent she goes up against. That is not in any way to denigrate her formidable skills, but she knows her looks, and she still knows how to use them. She was part of the group that split off from our original firm, and I would say that she has played a significant role in our present success. My dad suffered a major lapse in judgement and let Bitsy drive the Daytona. About six months after our story ended, she drove it into a tree and totaled it. Dad, understandably, went completely berserk. He and Bitsy got into a serious scream-fest which ended with Bitsy running out of the house in tears. She came back two days later when I was alone in the house and after talking it out, we ended up in bed. I knew she was only screwing me to screw my dad, but since I was mad at him too for letting her drive the Daytona, I was just as eager. Of course, I was even madder at Bitsy since she was the one who had wrecked the damn thing, so when I got her up into my room, I tied her up and fucked her brains out for three solid hours. Unfortunately, I didn't reckon with the consequences. My dad, you see, was about fifty-five at this time, and Bitsy had always had a taste for older men, so I guess she had never had it like that before. Bitsy announced that she was in love with me. Luckily, I was due to start college a week after this, so I was able to get away from her. She still dropped in on me at school, begging me to do her like I'd done the first time. I obliged her a few times, because I was still pissed about the Daytona and everything, but after a month or so, Dad told me he thought she was cheating on him. I told Bitsy to stop coming around bugging me, and she threatened to tell my dad. I knew she was shitting me, because she wanted Dad's money and adultery would have voided their pre-nuptial agreement and left her with squat. As you could guess, theirs was not a match made in Heaven. They got divorced a month later. Well, that's about it. I know this has gone longer than usual, but this was a pretty involved story. I mentioned to Mel that I was writing this, and she immediately insisted upon a copy. She says she wants to hear the whole story. I have never told anyone but Chloe about John's formula, so it will be interesting to see what Mel says. If anything weird comes of it, I'll let you guys know next time. Later, buds. Michael ~Story Archives~ www.storiesonline.net www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/BitBard/www/forray/michaeld/ www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Richard_Bissell/www -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+