Met 2 s****rs with a secret - Sex Stories

Met 2 s****rs with a secret

... second girl, clearly the s****r of the first girl, was a bit shorter, around 5"5'. Her skin was a shade lighter, but still reminded me of something sweet and delicious. Her eyes were the color of rich, dark honey. Unlike her s****r, she was chubby, but not in a bad way. Her face, breasts, belly, and thighs were pleasantly rounded in a way that made her just as beautiful as her s****r. "Oh, hi," I said, forcing myself to say something so that I'd stopped staring. "Hey," said the taller s****r in an adorable Kiwi (translation: New Zealand) accent. "Hey," repeated the shorter one in an identical accent. "My name is Devon," I told them. "I live in this apartment here. I'm just moving in." "I'm Shanthi," said the taller s****r. "This is my s****r, Asha." "Hey," Asha said again with a smile. "Those are interesting names," I remarked. "Where are you from?" "We're from New Zealand," Shanthi told me, "but our father is from Sri Lanka." "Our mother is a Kiwi," added Anush, meaning that their mother was a "paiheke" – a person descended from European colonizers. "Are you American?" she asked. "Yep," I admitted. (Side note: So far, everyone I'd talked to since coming to this country assumed I was Canadian. At least, they always asked me if I was Canadian. I think that, for whatever reasons, those people were afraid I might be offended if they asked if I was American.) "I'm here going to college . . . er, University," I said, correcting myself since "college" meant "high school" down ...

... here. "University of Auckland. I'm doing a Study Abroad kind of thing." "Cool," said Shanthi. "Well, it was nice to meet you. We were just about to go to the gym. See you around?" "Definitely," I said. "Actually, I'm thinking about ordering a pizza tonight from some place called Hell. Would you two like to come over later for dinner? I mean, even if it does kind of defeat the purpose of going to the gym." They both laughed at that. They had beautiful, musical laughs. But they didn't laugh too hard. It wasn't that funny. "Sure, why not?" said Shanthi. "Awesome," I replied. "I'll be here. Just come over whenever." "We will," Shanthi assured me. "See ya," said Asha. "See ya," repeated Shanthi. The two girls turned away from me and walked in the opposite direction down the hall, towards the elevator. Both wore tight, spandex shorts, presumably for working out at the gym. My eyes fixed first on Shanthi's taut, firm ass and then on Asha's full, gorgeously-rounded ass. At that moment, Asha glanced at me over her shoulder and smiled. I smiled back and lifted a hand in a small wave. The girls stepped into the elevator a moment later and were gone. I entered my apartment and began to unpack my clothes. I had been in my new place for less than ten minutes and was already going to have dinner with two sexy s****rs. Everything was coming up Devon. I could barely stand the excitement as I waited for the girls to arrive. * * * About ninety minutes later, I heard a gentle tapping on the door. I ...