Hitting the Jackpot!

"Bingo, bingo, big money bingo! What's tonight?"

"Bingo!" yelled the crowd of families and couples around the pool bar.

"Oh Christ get me out of here!" muttered Julie from beneath her floppy sunhat. "I'm so bored!"

"We picked the wrong hotel didn't we?" sighed her friend.

"The hotel's gorgeous. It's the resort that's wrong."

"Hmm...it looked closer to Ayia Napa in the brochure, didn't it?"

"Yeah, and it looked lively. It certainly didn't say it was a family resort."

"We should sue for false advertising. This place has more in common with Abergavenny than Ayia Napa!"

Julie giggled. "Come on Cindy this is Cyprus; there must be single people out there somewhere, even in this resort."

Cindy sat up and stretched. "You're right. There're probably hundreds of eligible men out there. We just haven't found them yet. Let's get ourselves dolled-up and go hunting. I don't know about you but I want sex tonight. I'm gagging for it!"

"Me too," nodded Julie. "I'm dying for some cock!"

Julie and Cindy were colleagues, single and overworked. Both of them struggled to fit any sort of social life around their long working hours and holidays were a much valued opportunity to let their hair down and pursue men. Sexually starved and desperate to remedy that both women were out to make the most of the ten day break they'd secured in Cyprus - sex had to be on the addenda! Four days in, however, their dogged search had gone unrewarded.

"Please let me find a man tonight - I need sex!" groaned Julie as she shaved her legs and plucked her eyebrows.

"A nice fat cock spurting over my tits!" mused Cindy from the bathtub.

"Cindy!"

"What? Don't you like it on your tits? I do. I love the feel of it...all sticky and warm, and the look on their faces when they come...ooh, I love that."

"I prefer my men to come inside me," said Julie thoughtfully. "I like them to shoot as deep as they can, preferably from behind me."

"Oh, nice!" Cindy agreed.

Julie stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. "Doesn't happen very often."

"Yeah, it's been a while for me too," sighed Cindy. "I haven't had sex for a month."

"A month? I've had nothing for over a year."

"Seriously?"

Julie nodded sadly, "I'm totally sex starved."

"Hmm, not quite totally," corrected her friend. She gave Julie a knowing nod, "I saw you fingering yourself last night - that counts as sex you know."

"Cindy!" gasped Julie, her face reddening.

"You looked hot, especially when you came."

"Oh my God! Were you spying on me?

"I heard you moaning so I peeped. You got me turned on actually. I went back to my room for a little play with my vibrator and ..."

"Cindy...stop right there!" gasped Julie.

"What? You're hot. I came really hard..."

"Cindy...shush! You can't talk about me like that," Julie giggled. She looked at her friend quizzically, "you brought a vibrator on holiday?"

"Yes, why wouldn't I? Don't look at me like that - I happen to know you've got a whole arsenal of sex toys back at your flat."

"Yes, but I didn't bring any of mine on holiday. What if you'd been searched at customs?"

Cindy slapped her hand over her mouth. "Holy shit! Didn't think of that!"

Julie laughed. "Get dressed, mad friend. And no more watching me masturbate!"

"Ow, spoil sport!" Cindy teased, She emerged from her bath soaking wet and naked. Twenty-seven year old blond-bombshell Cindy was physically perfect. Her skin was clear and soft, her face pretty and she had a figure to die for; firm D-cup breasts and an ass like a thoroughbred race horse. Julie couldn't help running her eyes over Cindy's curves as her friend dried herself slowly with a soft towel.

Julie looked back at her own reflection. "Perhaps I should have brought my vibrator," she commented more to herself than Cindy.

"You can borrow mine if you like. Tell you what, I'll use it on you." Cindy's eyes glinted devilishly.

"If I don't get lucky tonight I might take you up on that," Julie smirked.

"Deal. Looking forward to it." Cindy winked at her friend as she sashayed away to her bedroom.

Julie watched her go. That backside of Cindy's was truly something. She ran a hand over her own curves. At thirty-five Julie was seven years older than Cindy but didn't look it. She wasn't a voluptuous beauty like her younger friend but her excellent taste in clothing meant her slender figure was always flatteringly presented. Julie was very attractive. Her problem with men wasn't because of a lack of looks, it was down to a lack of time. A whole a year without a single date or even a one-night stand hadn't helped either. Her confidence had been shattered. That night, however, Julie had all the time in the world and a burning desire to find carnal gratification.

It was early in the evening when the two friends set out in pursuit of fun, excitement and a man for the night. They clattered down the tiled corridors of their apartment block in ridiculously high stilettoes and skimpy sundresses and charged out onto the streets. The resort was still bathed in sunshine and the temperatures soared. It was lovely. The friends donned their sunglasses, linked arms and tottered onwards. The hunt had begun!

The first bar they ventured into only had half a dozen people inside and the silver-haired barman watched the girls with interest as they approached.

"We'd like two cocktails," said Cindy sweetly as she sat herself down next to the bar.

"Anything in particular?" smiled the bartender.

"Why don't you choose for us?"

The barman nodded and immediately set to work mixing two elegant multi-coloured cocktails which he placed on the bar in front of the two friends.

"No cost monies for you," he said in broken English when Cindy reached for her purse.

"Oh you're a love, thank you," Cindy purred.

The bar tender smiled. "You come back later, bring friends."

"Ok, we will."

"Cind, we haven't got any friends," muttered Julie.

"I know that. Ah, he's a sweetheart isn't he?"

"He's too old for you and he's wearing a wedding ring," grunted Julie.

"I was only saying he's sweat..."Cindy protested.

"I know that look."

"I can like older men can't I? They're good in bed."

"Not married ones."

"Jeeze, Jules! Are you telling me you've never shagged a married man?"

Julie shook her head. "Have you?"

"Might have."

Julie shot her friend a disapproving look.

"It happened once, ok? Anyway, his wife knew about it...she watched!"

"No!" gasped Julie. "You kept that quiet."

Cindy giggled. "I know. It was a weird night. Come on, let's take these outside."

"Man hunting time?"

"Oh yes!" nodded Cindy.

The two girls took their drinks out to the pavement seating where they could watch the world go by and keep a look-out for potential prey.

"Family, couple, married man with three screaming brats," sighed Julie.

"Oh look - hottie!" Cindy piped-up.

"Where?"

"There. Look!"

"Disqualified. He's with that elderly couple."

"Is he? Are you sure?"

"Yep. I think he's their carer."

"Damn! He's so fit. Maybe he'll come out on his own later."

"Forget it Cind, he's got commitments. We agreed we'd look for two single men with nothing better to do with their time than shag us, remember?"

Cindy groaned, "I don't think they exist, Jules. I reckon every man on the planet went out and got married whilst we were stuck in the office working. There's none left for us."

"Wrong!" declared Julie, "Look! Now there's a possibility."

"Where?"

"There. See?"

"Oh yeah!" Cindy's eyes fell upon a wondrous sight; two good looking men, both of them young, well dressed and seemingly unattached. "Do you think they're a couple?" she whispered, lowering her sunglasses to get a better look.

"Not sure. Possibly." Julie strained her eyes to see. Suddenly she caught her breath. "Cindy, look closer. Do you see?"

"Oh my goodness!" A devilish smirk kissed Cindy's plump lips, "we've hit the jackpot Jules --TWINS!"

"IDENTICAL TWINS!" squealed Julie clasping her hands together with glee.

"Quick Jules, follow them!"

Julie and Cindy bolted across the road in hot pursuit of their quarry. They shadowed the two men, keeping close enough to get a better look at them.

"They're gorgeous, don't you think?" puffed Cindy breathlessly. "But where the hell are they going?"

"All the way to Ayia Napa I think!" Julie wheezed.

"Fuck I hope they stop soon, I'm knackered!"

"My feet are killing me! I hope to God neither of them have a foot fetish 'cos mine are red raw and covered in blisters!"

Cindy pulled a sympathetic face. "Come on, chin up - work through the pain! Look at them, they're worth the effort."

"They'd better be!" Julie grimaced.

The two men were certainly good looking; tall and athletic with thick dark hair, defined cheek bones and strong jawlines. Both were similarly dressed in casual trousers and T-shirts. The clothing was designer as were their sunglasses and 'man bags'.

The twins suddenly halted outside a swanky cocktail bar at the far end of the street. The establishment had alfresco seating set out around a circular bar which was manned by and army of smartly dressed cocktail waiters in pristine white suits. The tables around the bar were glass and the chairs black leather and chrome. The place looked classy and dreadfully expensive.

The twins took a moment to study the menu before allowing a petite waitress in a skimpy white dress to show them to a vacant table.

"Shit! We can't go in there Jules," whined Cindy, "we can't afford it."

Julie took hold of her shoulders and looked her in the eye. "Yes we can," she said firmly.

"How? We'll need to take out a second mortgage to before we can afford a drink in there."

Julie took a deep breath. "I've got enough. Call it an investment. I need sex Cindy and I want them. Look at them."

Cindy nodded. "Point taken. Ok, if you can buy the drinks let's do it. Let's go get'em!" She linked her arm through Julie's and together they stepped bravely forwards.

Cindy and Julie were soon seated in the bar with posh drinks in front of them and the possibility of a night of debauchery within their sights. Now all they had to do was solve the problem of how to snare the twins.

"Why don't we just ask to join them?" Cindy whispered.

"Too obvious."

"What, we'd look desperate you mean?"

"Exactly."

"Jules, we are desperate!"

Julie snickered. "I know! God, Cindy, look at the two of them. They're stunning! Can you imagine having that in bed? Look at the muscles beneath those t-shirts and those thighs..."

Cindy's eyes wandered over the twins, "Do you think we'd be able to tell them apart without their clothes on?"

"God I don't know! We'll have to mark them with lipstick or something."

"Or fuck them both."

"Cindy!"

Cindy's eyes lit up and she nodded her head very deliberately.

"No, no way!"

"Oh Jules, imagine it, swapping half way through."

Julie felt a little tingle down below. She quickly crossed her legs. "Cindy, that's so wrong! I couldn't do that."

Cindy leaned towards her. "Yes you could. Think about it; first one fat, hot cock slipping inside you, filling you, stroking you, then the other taking its place. Two men fucking you... at the same time!" She drew a sharp breath, "maybe you could get one of them to fuck your cunt whilst you suck the other's cock."

"Oh God!" gasped Julie, her eyes wide. "I've never done anything like that."

"Well there's a first time for everything isn't there?" She reached out her hand and gently caressed Julie's hardened nipples with her long painted fingernails. "Ooh, you like the thought of fucking them both, don't you? You're turned on."

Julie shuddered and slapped her hand away.

"Oh come on, you're adventurous," purred Cindy, "and I bet they'd be up for it."

"With you maybe."

"And you. Umm, I can see you thinking about it," Cindy taunted.

"Oh my God, I am! Shit! You're a bad influence on me Cindy Wallis."

Cindy grinned. "You love it! Right then, how do we get them? Any ideas?"

Julie snorted, "how about tapping them on the shoulder and saying "excuse me, do you fancy a fuck?""

"With both of us."

"Together!" giggled Julie.

"That's the spirit Jules!"

Julie clicked her fingers. "I know what to do. Play along with me, ok? Here we go!"

Julie looked around for the 'ladies'. She spotted it on the far side of the room behind the twins. Perfect, she'd have to walk past them to get to it. She got to her feet and sauntered towards the twins' table. Once close, she tripped and fell to the ground with a sharp yelp. She lay in a heap on the ground grasping her ankle and groaning loudly.

Cindy immediately dashed to her friend's assistance only to find her concerned looks met with a surreptitious wink and 'injured' Julie couldn't hide her elation as she realised Cindy wasn't the only one rushing to her aid...

"Are you ok," said a silky male voice with an educated English accent.

"I'm fine," cooed Julie looking up into the piercing blue eyes of one of the twins.

Cindy gave her a congratulatory nudge.

"Here, let me help you up," said the twin holding out a hand.

Julie accepted it. She allowed herself to be pulled back onto her feet and dusted herself down. "Thank you. I'm such a klutz - fell off my shoes again! I'm always doing that, aren't I Cindy?"

Cindy nodded her head. "Yeah, she's dreadful, can't take her anywhere without ending up in A&E!"

"I'm not that bad!" Julie protested.

"I'm Cindy, Julie's friend," mewed Cindy looked straight at the twin.

"Greg," he beamed. His smile was even and brilliantly white.

"Nice to meet you Greg." Cindy paused, "erm, who's your friend?"

"Friend?"

"Brother?" ventured Cindy as the other twin turned around.

"Twin brother, Drew."

"Twins?" Cindy feigned surprise. "Well I never!"

Greg smiled at the two girls. He liked what he saw. Both girls had attractive faces and great figures. Cindy oozed sex appeal with her curvy hips and ample cleavage whilst Julie's slender frame and long legs looked great in her tight fitting outfit. What's more both girls smiled with a confidence that suggested a special night could be on offer.

Greg noted the signs and responded accordingly. "Would you two ladies care to join us? If your ankle's ok, that is?" he added addressing Julie.

"My ankle's fine, and yes, we'd love to join you," Julie smiled. She batted her long dark eyelashes at Greg and pouted her lips without realising she was doing it.

"Shit, when did you become an accomplished tart?" muttered Cindy under her breath. "I love it!"

Julie snickered.

Greg pulled out chairs for the two friends. "Ladies, this is my brother, Drew."

The other twin smiled politely. He had the exact same smile as Greg. Up-close the twins looked even more alike. They really were identical.

Cindy elbowed Julie in the ribs. "Can you tell them apart? I can't."

"Shush Cind!" Julie tittered. "They'll hear you."

"What would you two ladies like to drink?" Drew enquired. "A Cocktail? A beer perhaps?

"Anything, I'm easy," Julie smiled.

"I'll bet you are," Greg winked.

Julie blushed. "That's not what I..."

"I know, I'm teasing you," smiled Greg. "Come on Drew, let's get the beers in."

The twins excused themselves and headed towards the bar.

Julie let out groan. "I can't do this...God, Cindy, he thinks I'm stupid! First I fall over then I talk rubbish. I'm just humiliating myself."

Cindy shrugged, "who cares? They're identical twins, Jules...and gorgeous. I want them both. Think about it Jules, how exciting would it be to fuck the two of them! We could take it in turns or...uh? What the...?"

Julie had slapped her hand over Cindy's mouth - Drew was standing behind them, listening. Julie's face turned scarlet. "Sorry, we're not usually like this," she muttered apologetically.

Drew shrugged. "You're on holiday. You can behave how you like. Isn't that so Cindy?"

"Exactly and I feel like doing something naughty tonight," Cindy announced without a hint of embarrassment.

Drew arched his eyebrow, "do you?"

"Yes I do!" Cindy responded, pouting her lips provocatively.

"Umm. Ah-ha, here comes my dear brother with the beers. There you go ladies."

"Thank you," smiled Cindy coquettishly. "How about a toast? To Cyprus; land of sun, sea...and sex?"

Drew clinked his beer against Cindy's. "I like that toast," he smiled.

Cindy took a sip of her drink and looked between the twins. "So, you two are totally identical?" she asked.

"Down to the last detail," Drew confirmed.

"No distinguishing birth marks or anything? You're identical naked?"

"Cindy!" gasped Julie.

Drew laughed. "Actually Cindy, we're completely identical naked. You'll never tell us apart without our clothes on."

Greg snorted with laughter and looked away.

"What?" Cindy asked. "What's so funny? Ooh, have you two been naughty? Did you swap identities and shag each other's girlfriends or something?"

Drew pursed his lips, "something like that. Not sure I should tell."

"Oh go on, I'm un-shockable. Give me the sordid details!"

"Well ok then. Greg and I went clubbing last week and I pulled this hot chick. She was up for sex so the three of us went back to her apartment. Greg and I took it in turns to fuck her."

"You both fucked her? God, that's so hot!" sighed Cindy wide eyed.

"After we'd finished," continued Drew, "we both fell asleep in her apartment, on the sofa. We didn't think anything of it until the morning when she started screaming at us!"

"Turns out," said Greg, picking up the story, "she thought she'd spent all night fucking Drew. She had no idea I was there. She'd been pretty wasted at the club and didn't remember taking two of us home, only him."

"She was horrified when she realised she'd fucked both of us," Drew snorted.

Cindy's mouth was hanging open. "That's outrageous!"

Drew shrugged.

"No, I mean her. What's wrong with her? I'd be delighted to find out I'd fucked you both! Hell, I'd have you back in my bed for round two before you could blink - Ouch!"

Julie had kicked her under the table.

Cindy carried on unperturbed. "So you like to share? Sounds like fun."

Drew leaned forward, close. "We love it."

Cindy leaned forwards sending her beer bottle toppling over. Her drink spilled out all over the table. "Oh shit!" she cried, "sorry! Totally lost concentration there!"

Drew glanced at Greg and a subtle nod was exchanged.

"So, Cindy, how'd you like to do a bit of sharing with us tonight?"

Cindy froze. She'd got them! Now to seal the deal. "Drew, Greg," she purred. "I'd love to fuck you both... at the same time if possible."

Drew gave her a most lecherous smile.

"And your friend?" enquired Greg, "is she up for a little fun?"

Julie was red-faced and gripped her beer with a look of terror on her face. She was turned on as hell by the thought of sex with the twins but the reality terrified her.

"Well?" asked Greg softly. He reached out and took Julie's hand.

Julie took a deep breath. She'd never taken part in a foursome or had sex with more than one man in a night. Her courage was waning but for the first time in over a year she had the offer of sex right in front of her, sex with a gorgeous man...well, two actually. No way was she letting a few nerves spoil that!

"What the hell! You only live once!" she declared bravely. "I'm in."

Greg squeezed her hand and gave her and encouraging smile. "Fantastic."

"Your place or ours?" asked Drew addressing practicalities.

"Ours!" Cindy insisted. "We have a fabulous apartment with two double bedrooms and a well-stocked mini-bar. It's quite close."

"Sold! Your place it is." Drew took Cindy's hand in his and rose to his feet. "Lead on my beautiful Cindy, lead on."