Not with My Twin!

"That's no fun," she said, looking content to stay there and wait me out. "Tell you what, you climb out, let me get a good look, and I'll bring you a towel."

"Promise?" I asked. She nodded and I didn't see another choice. I eased myself up on the dock and sat down next to her. She looked directly at my hard cock and smiled.

"Mallory was right. It is nice."

She stood up and sauntered towards the shack. She stopped long enough to grab the jug of spiked iced tea and cups. "You know where to find me," she called over her shoulder.

"You said you were going to bring me a towel."

"I guess I lied," she said and continued her walk, leaving me sitting naked on the edge of the dock.

I sat there for several minutes wondering what to do. Finals week in college had been tough and since being home, I hadn't had much free time. The reason why I mention that is because those things meant I had gone without an orgasm for nearly two weeks and it showed.

I was in a bad way and unsure what to do about it as I tried waiting out my hard-on. I considered grabbing some leaves from the woods or something. Just as that sounded like a good idea, I heard laughter coming from the shack. Back in their bikinis, the three girls were sitting on the porch and calling to me.

"This iced tea sure is good!" Robin called.

"We've already seen it!" Mallory called.

"The towels are right inside!" Amber added.

I sat for a bit longer and realized I was out of options. They had gotten me good. Giving up, I turned around, did my best to cover my junk with my hands and walked back to the shack. The three women hooted and hollered like construction workers as I rushed past them into Uncle Joe's shack. I found my shorts and pulled them on without underwear.

I poured a cup of iced tea and joined them on the porch. I leaned on the railing in front of my sister and as far away from the two troublemakers as I could get. Sipped the tea, I realized it tasted different. "Did you do something to the tea?"

"Someone added the other jar of 'shine to it," she giggled, shooting a look at her friends.

"And more tea," Amber said.

"You added one jug of tea and the all of the moonshine," Mallory said.

"And more ice," Amber giggled.

"Well, go easy on it," I cautioned them, taking another sip. Uncle Joe's moonshine was as smooth as silk and left a warm little burn in your throat. "Makes your straight hair curly. . ."

"And your curly hair straight," Robin finished for me, laughing and taking another sip.

"You're the only one with curly hair," Mallory pointed out and she was right. While I trimmed down there, unlike the women, I didn't shave. As I had noticed, all three of them were mostly shaved. Mallory was completely shaved, Amber had kept a thin little landing strip and I'll admit I had noticed my sister was sporting just a tiny triangle of hair right above her slit.

We hung out on the porch until the sun painted the sky red and the bugs began to bite. The shack had electricity if we had brought gas for the generator. Instead, we lit oil lamps and sat in the small sitting area that served as a living room for the one room building. Two comfortable chairs faced a surprisingly nice couch with a rustic coffee table in between. Dinner had been nothing more than snack food.

We laughed, drank spiked iced tea and told college stories. At first, the stories were about funny professors and stupid things that had happened in class. As the moonshine kicked in, the stories became about more interesting things that had happened in the dorm rooms.

At one point, Mallory and Amber both decided they had to pee. The shack didn't include a bathroom or an outhouse, just the woods. Looking mortified, they grabbed a flashlight and headed out together.

"You know they won't be happy until they see you naked again," Robin told me, helping herself to another glass of spiked tea.

"How can you be so sure?"

"Before you got out of the water, Mallory was trying to come up with ways to keep you naked."

"What if I get naked again?" I asked.

"Why would you want to?"

"I'm not going to get lucky if I'm dressed," I grinned.

"Do you really want to get lucky in front of me?"

"If I get drunk and excited enough, I won't care."

"I'm not sure if that's a threat or a dare," she said as her friends walked back into the shack.

The storytelling picked up where it had left off. Mallory told us about how often she would walk in on her roommate having sex with her boyfriend. "It got so bad, I'd turn on the TV and ignore them."

"You never joined them?" Robin asked.

"Ew, you never saw my roommate or her boyfriend," Mallory said. "They were even worth masturbating over."

"I walked in on my roommate masturbating," Amber offered. "With a big vibrator. I mean, it was fucking huge!" She held out her hands at a distance that felt impossible. "I swear, it should have had a kickstart!"

As we laughed at her story, I noticed Robin wasn't laughing as hard as everyone else. "Something you'd like to share with the group?" I asked.

"No," she said, but I guessed what had happened. I started laughing, Robin blushed, and her friends demanded to know what was so funny.

"Robin got caught masturbating!" I howled, knowing I had guess it right.

"No way!" Amber shrieked, laughing. "Were you using a vibrator?"

"No," Robin said, looking both pissed and amused. "Just my fingers, but I was laying on top of my covers as I did it when my roommate walked in." I could tell there was something more and my raised eyebrows forced her to tell the rest. "And she might have been with her boyfriend."

"Tell me you had a threeway!" Mallory demanded. Robin shook her head. I wasn't surprised. My sister wasn't the kind of girl who would have threeways. Or, at least I thought that was the case.

"Not with them," Robin said with a sly smile and I nearly choked on my tea.

"You are so lying," I said, though the look on her face told me otherwise.

"With your roommate?" Amber asked, starting a guessing game. Robin shook her head.

"But it was with two girls and a guy, right?" Mallory guessed. That received a nod.

"Let me guess, a guy who wasn't your boyfriend," I added, but that was unfair because I knew Robin didn't have a steady boyfriend. She still nodded.

"That's so hot," Mallory purred. "Did you?" She made a peace sign with her fingers and flicked her tongue between the V-shape to ask if Robin had gone down on the other girl.

"Maybe," Robin said, blushing enough for everyone to guess the truth. As awkward as this is to admit, that sort of got to me. I tugged at my shorts as my hard-on swelled. Hearing their sexy stories fueled my desire for release. My hard-on ached. Worse, Robin caught me adjusting it. "Problem?" she asked.

"No," I said, glancing to see if either of the other girls had noticed. As near as I could tell, they hadn't seen me making an adjustment.

"Are you going to show it off again?" Robin asked, smirking at me. I knew she was paying me back for forcing her to tell her story.

"I never tried to show it off this afternoon," I defended.

"You have such a nice cock," Amber slurred. The girl with the big tits looked very drunk as she laid her head against the back of the comfortable couch. "I want to see it again."

"No," I said.

"What if we get naked with you?" Mallory asked.

"I'm not getting naked in front of my sister," I declared as flatly as I could.

"That's not what you said earlier," Robin said with a wicked grin. What the hell was she doing?

"I'll get naked with you. We both will," Mallory offered with a nod to Amber. "Right Amber?" she said when there wasn't a reaction. "Amber?" The moonshine had claimed its first victim. Amber had passed out. "We could strip her naked," Mallory suggested.

"No," Robin and I said together.

"Just let her sleep," Robin added.

Mallory pouted for a moment before finding her smile. "What if Robin and I get naked for you, then will you get naked, too?"

"Sure," I said, willing to bet Robin wouldn't get naked in front of me.

"You want to see me naked?" Robin asked, twisting my words around so I sounded like the pervert in the room.

"No," I said, annoyed with how easily she kept me in the hot seat. Even without power the atmosphere felt charged with electricity. The moonshine had put us in a festive mood. Their stories had my cock straining for release from my shorts and relief from its aching need.

"Because it doesn't bother me being naked around my friends," Robin said, keeping the heat on me and it might have worked, too. Except I noticed when she squirmed ever so slightly.

That's when I noticed how hard her nipples looked as they poked through the fabric of her bikini top and I realized I wasn't the only one in need. She was horny, too!

"Who knows what might happen? I'm pretty drunk." I tossed back the last of my tea. Amber was out for the night, but Mallory was still paying attention. She wore a big, excited smile, fascinated with the showdown between twins.

I felt as if it was up to Robin to make the next move. She knew I was excited. How much did she want to embarrass her brother?

"I don't think you'll do it," Robin said and pulled the strings behind her neck and back. As her top fell away, I stared at her chest. Robin's tits were full and round looking. Her nipples were hard and her faint tanlines reminded me I was looking at a part of her body that shouldn't be exposed. With two more easy tugs, her bikini bottoms became nothing more than a funny shaped piece of fabric beneath her butt. "Your turn," she said, tossing back the rest of her tea.

I glanced at Mallory. "You too," I said, determined to maximize my chances for some fun. Mallory didn't need more prompting. She worked her ties quickly, tossing her swimsuit on the floor with an excited grin.

I stood, stared directly at my sister, and pushed off my shorts. My hard cock sprang into view as if it was excited and proud to be released from the prison of my shorts.

I kept my eyes on Robin, watching her reaction. "Enjoying the view?" I asked as I sat down, keeping my legs apart so she could see my cock and balls.

"What did I tell you earlier?" she said, her eyes focused between my legs. "If you got naked, I told you I would look."

Trying to make her more uncomfortable, I caressed my shaft and stared back. "I will say this," I said as I admired my sister's naked body. "I would have made a hot chick."

"This is so hot," Mallory whispered as if speaking too loudly might jinx what was happening.

"Is there more," Robin asked, holding her empty cup out to me.

I knew what she was doing by asking me to see if there was more tea. She wanted me to prance around the room and show off my hard-on.

"Let me check," I said, standing and walking close to her. Robin inverted her cup and hung it over my hard cock. Both girls giggled as I wore her cup to the big jug. I filled my cup first. "All gone," I announced, turning around with her cup still swinging and swaying from my hard cock.

Standing in front of her again, I smiled. "I'll share." I pulled her cup off my dick, held my dick directly over it and poured half of my cup into hers, letting it drain off my cock before it splashed into her cup.

Robin smiled up at me, accepted the cup and sipped from it before pouring a bit of tea on her chest. "Oops," she giggled. "I spilled some. Care to lick it up?"

"Do it," Mallory urged.

After unspoken challenge on top of silent dare, I didn't care. I was drunk and so were the other two girls. Hell, Amber had passed out. I did it. I bent over and licked my sister's hard nipple. I didn't just lick her, either. I sucked, licked, and teased her nipple, leaving behind a hard nipple that looked even more in need.

"Oh wow," Mallory sighed, clutching one of her tits as she stared at us with excited eyes.

"Your friend is a pervert," I told my sister.

"But she's such a cute pervert," Robin said, watching Mallory clutching herself. "You like seeing us messing around?" When Mallory gave us an eager nod, Robin put her hand around my hard cock. "So this is hot for you?"

"Oh fuck yeah," Mallory squealed as one of her hands slipped between her legs.

"I think you should fuck her," Robin said, her fingers tickling my balls. I was so busy watching Mallory rubbing her pussy, it barely registered with me that my sister was touching me.

"He can't," Mallory moaned. "I have a boyfriend."

"What happens in the woods, stays in the woods," I suggested.

"Please don't make cheat on him," Mallory groaned, still rubbing her pussy.

"You like watching her do that, don't you?" Robin asked, caressing my cock again. My cock was throbbing with so much need that I didn't care if it was my sister doing the stroking. She kept looking up at me, back at the big cock she held in her hand, and then back up at me.

"Yes," I mumbled, dividing my attention between watching Mallory watching us and watching my naked sister touching me. I felt the moonshine attacking my brain, lowering my inhibitions and making anything and everything seem like a good idea.

"Ever watch a man jerk-off?" Robin asked her friend. Mallory shook her head, but her eager eyes and big smile said she wanted to see it happen. Robin pulled her hand away from my cock and said, "Jerk-off for us and I'll do anything you want."

"No," I said, looking down at her and finding it difficult to think. I didn't want to jerk-off. I wanted someone to do it for me or suck me or fuck me. I didn't care if Robin or Mallory did it, I just didn't want to do it myself. "You do it," I said.

"What's in it for me?" Robin asked, putting her hand on my cock again. That felt good, much better than doing it myself. "What will you do for me?"

"Anything," I promised, too excited and drunk to care.

"That's a big word," she cooed, sitting up in her chair. She blew across the tip of my dick and watched my reaction. I moaned. Then she kissed my dick. "What if I do more?"

"Yesss," Mallory hissed, needing to use to hands on her skinny little body. "Pleassssee, do that again."

"This?" Robin asked her friend. She kissed the tip of my dick again and Mallory moaned so loudly I'm surprised Amber wasn't startled out of her sleep. I didn't know when the game turned into teasing Mallory, but I wasn't complaining. Mallory quivered, came, and kept touching herself as she watched. "Damn, she's easy," Robin giggled. She kissed my cock again, left a wet spot and blew across it. "Now what about you?"

"I'm so close," I whimpered.

"I can tell," she said. "But you didn't answer my question. What if I do more? What will you do for me?"

"Anything," I repeated, confused how I could offer more.

"Anything?" she qualified.

"Yes," I said, desperate for an orgasm that didn't come from my own hands.

"Oh God, please!" Mallory pleaded, rubbing her pussy hard and fast enough to make a wet, smacking noise that filled the shack with her scent. "Suck him, Robin. Suck him off!"

"You can never tell," Robin told her little blonde haired friend.

"I promise," Mallory said, looking as if she was clinging to the very edge of another huge orgasm. She needed one more push of anything to make it happen. "No one. Not ever."

Robin laid her tongue flat against the underside of my cock and licked up to the tip. She smiled once before drawing my hard cock inside her hot, wet mouth. She began bobbed her head up and down. Ever now and then, she would lick up my shaft and watch me watching her.

"Please don't stop," I groaned, afraid she was setting me up for disappointment.

"Let's be clear," she said, rubbing my cock as she looked up at me. "I'm not doing this for you. I'm doing it for me." She went back to work as I tried to figure out what she meant. Did that mean she liked sucking dick? Did it mean she had wanted to suck my dick for a long time? My head swirled before I let go of the questions. Did it matter?

Across from me, Mallory came again. She moaned, groaned, cried out and kept rubbing herself. Seeing her watching us was so hot, I couldn't stand it. Robin's tongue felt good against my hard cock. I watched her sucking me, wrestling with how I felt about seeing my cock inside my sister's mouth. It twisted my world. My sister wasn't supposed to be my sex partner. How wrong was this? And why did that make it feel hotter?

"Anything," I told her promised again, softly brushing her cheek. She looked up at me and I saw the smile in her eyes. I moaned and came inside her mouth. Robin caught every drop of it. She didn't choke or gag.

The moment my orgasm started, she began pumping on my hard cock, coaxing and caressing even more from me. She moaned, too. I could feel her mouth buzzing around my cock and I wished my orgasm would last forever. Finally, she pulled away, gave my dick one more kiss on its tip and turned to look at her friend.

Mallory was slouched down in the big easy chair, her legs apart with her hand still between them, except now her head was hanging down.

"Mallory?" Robin asked.

I watched Mallory's chest rise and fall and pointed out that she was still breathing.

"Guess she's going to miss you going down on me," Robin said, still caressing my cock and balls.

"I guess so," I said, dropping to my knees in front of my sister. She parted her legs and I stared at the female version of me. If I didn't have a cock, this is how I would look. I pressed my tongue between her lips and my mind immediately told me this was how I would taste, too. For whatever reason, being between my sister's legs felt very right.

As much as I love fucking pussy (and I really LOVE fucking pussy), I love eating it even more. There's something special about being between a woman's legs and kissing her so intimately. I love pressing my mouth against her lips, tits, and pussy. I feel as if I can be more expressive with my tongue than with any other part of my body. And what can be more intimate that drinking directly from their sex?

At first, I selfishly licked and lapped for myself. I wanted to taste her. I wanted to explore her sex and taste every inch. I licked at her clitoris, but I also licked between her lips, too. I used my tongue to study and explore her before I brought my tongue to bear on the spot that I knew mattered the most. I licked her clit.

Robin's clit was easy to find. With some women, you have to just know where it is and trust you're licking in the right spot. With Robin, her clit was a tiny, pronounced nub I could suck like a tiny nipple hidden inside her pussy. I swirled my tongue around it, across it and batted it side-to-side. All the while, I looked up at that face I've known all of my life.

I watched her reactions. I paid attention to how she squirmed and when she moaned. Using that knowledge, I teased her. I brought her right up to the edge of her orgasm and held her there for several long moments before pushing her over that precipice and into her moments of joy.

Robin clamped her thighs against my head. Her hand tangled in my hair and she made sure I didn't move away until her orgasm was completed. She didn't know it yet, but I didn't need the extra guidance. Her orgasm was my pot of gold at the end of a delicious rainbow.

"OH fuck, you're good at that," she sighed, relaxing.

"Me? What about you? I can't remember the last time I got off that fast," I said, smiling up at her.

"We should have done this long ago," she said, smiling at me. "Now get the fuck the away before I make you do it again."

"I will," I offered, holding my ground.

"Save it," she said, pushing me away. She stood, grabbed the flashlight and left the shack. I shook out blankets and laid them over each of her sleeping friends.

She returned a few minutes later, yawned and gave my dick a sleepy smile. "Good night, bro," she said, picking up a blanket and curling up on one of the bunkbeds. I followed her lead and fell asleep the moment I laid down.