The Sin Twins: Switcheroo - Sex Stories

The Sin Twins: Switcheroo

... initially used that coincidence as her pick-up line, citing “daddy issues,” which set the sexually-charged tone of the relationship. He wasn’t boyfriend material, just a good fuck. She had picked him up at a local hot spot, latching onto him because he was good-looking and she was horny. Less than an hour after introducing herself and having him buy her a drink, she was down on all fours in his bachelor pad of a small house, calling him “Daddy,” and begging him to fuck her harder. Tara had also met his roommate, and Tina, on another date with Kevin, had met and flirted with his friend, Jack.

Waltzing through the unlocked front door, not bothering to knock, Tara wasn’t surprised to see Andy and the man she assumed was Jack sitting on the lumpy couch on either side of Kevin, the three of them playing video games. Although not a conscious decision, Tara decided that she wanted all three of them; she was that horny.

“Hiya, horny boys! Do I look hot enough for you three? Only three? I hope you guys can get it up more than once; mommy's hungry for cock. What’cha drinkin’?”

“Hay, babe,” Kevin said, barely taking his eyes off the large, flat-screen TV. “You remember Andy and Jack, right?” Kevin smiled, briefly, thinking that she’d be too timid to actually suck him off in front of his roommate and friend.

“Hello, Tara. Good to see you again. You’re fucking hot. Giving me wood, already.” Jack pointed to the bar-height counter that separated the kitchen from the dinette. ...

... “Got tequila over there.”

“Tequila? Isn’t that supposed to make you horny and crazy?” Andrew, Kevin’s roommate, nodded, a sly, close-lipped smile crossing his face. “Make mine a triple, then!” she finished. He sprang up, looking good, she thought, in his loose pants and tight T-shirt, and poured her a drink.

The sexy blond wasted no time getting down to dirty business. Tara tossed her head back, the half-full glass along with it, and downed the liquor. Then, bending over the counter, she poured herself another, larger drink. That made her scandalously short skirt ride up, exposing her physical charms. Andrew stared at her like a starving man eyeing up a feast.

Catching Andrew staring at her ass, Tara seductively whispered, “Stop staring at my ass; lick it.”

To pontificate her words, the sexy blond scooted her legs back, leaning deeply over the counter, and spread her ankles far apart, giving him access. He immediately dove under the obstructing counter, placing his head between the blond’s legs, while she ground her sex against his lips, humping her hips wildly to ensure that he also licked and kissed her behind.

“Oh, fuck, Andy, you have a talented tongue,” she whispered to Andrew. Feeling bold, Tara raised her head and moaned, “Kevin, Andy’s licking my pussy. Does it make you hard, Kevin, knowing your girlfriend is a few feet away, getting her cunt licked by your roommate?”

“Hear that, dude,” Jack slurred. “She’s your girlfriend.”

Kevin glanced at her and ...