The Goth Twins - Sex Stories

The Goth Twins

... and smile. "The girl I've loved as long as I can remember was in my bed so of course I had to do my best." "You wore me out. I wanted to taste you but right now I don't know if I can even move." "We've got all the time in the world, twin. Sleep with me tonight, tomorrow's a new day." Her smile lights up my world and we spend some more time just kissing. I help her up and turn down the covers then lay her back. Carefully remove her stockings and take her necklaces and the piercings she removes to her room and into her box. I come back and she's watching with doe soft eyes as I remove my boots, socks and pants. My own piercings and necklaces go in my box and when I take the two steps to the bed her eyes go lower. "That looks so delicious," she croons. I glance down and I'm hard, waving at her. I kill the light and slip in beside her, moonlight shining though the window. "It'll always be there for you Liz." I kiss her soft and tender. "Only for you." A soft sigh from her. "Oh Mar, my wombie, my love. No other guy is going to get what you get ever again." She kisses me, short and sweet but full of promise. "We've been at arms length since we came out of mom. Now nothing will separate us again." We kiss, cuddle and caress for a while more, then snuggle up. My shoulder is her pillow as she lies on her side against me. My arms are around her, her leg tossed over one of mine. I kiss her forehead. "I love you Lizzie." "I love you too Mar," is her sleepy response. Before long her breathing slows and she's asleep. I'm smiling down at her peaceful face, a faint smile on her lips. She's my sister, I've loved her since...forever. Maybe even before we came out of mom. She's also now my lover and my love which is so wrong. But it feels perfect. Society can go fuck itself. They always talk about finding your one, true love. I've found mine and it's my twin, and the only way you'll get me away from her is if you kill me.