The Twin Peaks - Leverage - Sex Stories

The Twin Peaks - Leverage

... sex with. I mean, you're still a virgin, aren't you Amy?" Her face flushed and she looked at the floor. Her demeanor told me that while I was standing over her, she seemed more nervous about where I was. Before she said anything, I could tell whatever came out of her mouth next would be a lie. That's what happens when you're twins with someone. Your minds become so in tune with each other that no matter how different, you can always feel the others pain or comfort. "Yes, I'm a virgin. That doesn't matter though. I know that having s-sex with dogs is sick." She looked like she was going to move from the chair, but she didn't. At this angle, I could see down her shirt and her cleavage made my entire body tingle. Her breasts weren't small and I was actually pretty sure that she was probably a size larger than mine. “I don’t believe you, Amy. I think you have had sex before. Or maybe not sex, but some form of it. Maybe you've let Jack lick your pussy?” I ran my fingers along the back of her neck as I paced back and forth behind her. “Maybe you've touched yourself before and you just act shy? Or maybe you've let Daddy lick you?” She gasped and turned around in her chair, nearly knocking both of us over. “How dare you suggest that, Emma?!” She stood in front of me now, attempting to size me up. I was almost 3 inches taller than her and slightly wider in build. I looked at her carefully, studying her. Her face was almost as bright as a tomato. The freckles on her face, that only ...

... she was blessed with, were prominent. “Holy shit, Amy. Did he really?” I was embarrassed that we were talking about our father this way but I needed to know. It wasn't like I had never thought about trying to seduce him but I certainly never thought it would have been Amy who was that lucky. She turned to walk away from me but I grabbed her by the arm and she froze in her tracks. My grip was tight enough that she wasn't going anywhere until I wanted her to. “Tell me or I swear to God, Amy.” “Okay, fine. He touched me a little a few months ago. Nothing ever got that far though. Please, don’t tell Mom. It’ll devastate her. Please, Emma.” I could hear the begging in her voice. “And you liked it, didn't you?” She didn't respond and that’s when I knew that I had her. “I won’t tell but you have to do a few things for me.” “I’ll do anything, Emma. I promise. I’ll clean your clothes for a month, I’ll do your chores. I’ll do anything.” She was nearly pleading now but when I started to smile, she got confused. “I don’t want any of that, Amy. I want you to sit in that chair and stay there. Take your pants off first. I’m going to wash them.” I lied but just slightly. I was going to wash them but that wasn't all I had planned for her. She hesitated a little but took her pants off and handed them over to me. “Now, take off your shirt. I’ll do the laundry.” “But I don’t….It’s been awhile since…I’m uncomfortable with that, Emma.” She couldn't quite gather her words but the submissive in her ...