Twins Share Everything - Sex Stories

Twins Share Everything

... spent imagining and yearning for those forbidden treasures which every last observer knew lurked beneath the tantalizingly flimsy veil of a girl's skirt, the excitement of finally being allowed to take hold of one and flip it up was so electric the impatient virgin could feel what seemed like every hair on his forearms start to lift. It was such a simple act, yet one he had fantasized about on so many occasions that acting it out seemed almost like a scene out of a dream. Never had Casey felt more alive than he did in that moment as inch after inch of shapely, nubile thigh came into view, an excitement which only grew when that sight gave way to the first hint of his friend's modest black knickers.

As Casey pushed that brand new skirt up to her hips, Amira hesitantly lifted herself an inch or two off her best friend's bed, just far enough for the girl's brother to slide the underside of that garment up until it would be left trapped beneath her back. When he did so and then straightened back up, the sight which awaited her first lover was glorious beyond measure. Perhaps eight inches of tender, honey-tan flesh stretched between the top of the teen's silk stockings and the bottom of her plain satin panties, a pair Casey imagined had been chosen to preserve her modesty in the case of any skirt-related mishaps as they hardly rivaled the rest of her outfit by way of ornamentation. Fancy they may not have been, but like her stockings that scrap of jet black cloth served as a ...

... perfect compliment to the girl's dark hair and sandy complexion.

Making sure to lock eyes with his partner once more before taking any further liberties, Casey received another curt nod which could only be interpreted as a sign of her continued approval. That said, the girl looked anything but comfortable with how the opening act of their entanglement was going. Had he not known better, the teen would have thought Amira's breath had stopped altogether and her teeth were digging so harshly into her lower lip that he wondered whether they would soon draw blood. Still, permission was permission and he had waited far too long for just such a moment to see it snatched from him by any last minute hesitation. So, unwilling to waste any more time, the overeager virgin reached up, slipped a pair of fingers beneath the elastic waistband of his partner's knickers, and dragged them down her taut thighs.

It took nothing short of a miracle for Casey to stop himself drooling as his childhood friend's final scrap of modestly gave way and her immaculately groomed snatch came into view inch by perfect inch. Her slit was less subtle than many of those he had been fortunate enough to witness thanks to the wonders of growing up in the digital age, instead sporting thick lips which distinctly invoked the mythical imagery of a camel's toe. Well, one's foot at least. Or hoof? Whatever it was camels had. At the moment Casey couldn't have cared less about the finer details of camel anatomy or ...