Daddy's hot twins

CHAPTER ONE

They were a vision of passion-filled female beauty lying side by side on the bed. Their naked bodies glowed as the overhead strobe-light whirled, sending its myriad colors down to caress their tantalizingly perfect forms. Their breasts, their skin, even their dark pubic hair took on new vistas of sexual allure as they glowed amber, blue, red, a cream-white and then started slowly going through the whole color spectrum all over again.

Les Jacobs stood at the foot of the bed, also naked, his rigid cockstaff hard, thick, and swollen with desire in his hand. He watched them, letting his eyes float over this feast of female flesh as his fist roamed up and down his cock. He couldn't remember when he had been so lucky. Just one of the twin sisters would have been beautiful and a whole evening's fun.

But two? Heaven.

The girls, Cindy and Candy Harris, were just as appreciative of him. But then the Harris twins were, and always had been, highly desirous of a good, rigid cock.

Early on, that morning in the photo session, they had decided to take him back home with them when the job was done. He was tall, with dark, curly hair, and his face had the fine features of a Greek.

The girls went for Greeks and Italians; they were usually passionate, well-hung, and they had little or no inhibitions about how or where to use the equipment nature gave them for fucking.

Greeks loved to fuck.

Italians loved to fuck.

The Harris twins loved to fuck. But then, everyone in the wild world of films, magazines, fashion, and photography that the twins inhabited loved to fuck. It came second as a need and pastime right after eating; sometimes right in the middle.

"Les," Cindy drawled, running the fingers of her right hand up and down the already wet slit of her twin sister's cunt. "Are you just going to stand there and look?"

"Yeah," chimed Candy, in a slightly higher-pitched voice. It was the only difference between them. "You've been looking at us all day, naked, from behind a camera. And almost all day you've had a hard-on."

"Are you going to use that beautiful hunk," Cindy asked, "or do we have to do each other?"

Les laughed. "My eyes just can't get enough of your bodies. Give me a little time… I'll get there."

They were beautiful, magnificent animals with large heavy breasts that refused to fall slack from their weight. Even now, with both girls lying on their backs, their twin pairs of conical peaks seemed to leap in pink-pointed perfection toward the ceiling. Their flattened buttocks spread beneath their bodies, accenting the sexual fullness of their wide, womanly hips. Bones projected at the sides of their flat bellies, making the area bulge further with the pulpy lips and wealth of hair that covered the juiciness of their delicious cunts.

It was true. As the top photographer for most of the class nudie magazines, Les Jacobs had snapped hundreds of beautiful breasts and pussys. He had also had hundreds of offers to fuck the models he took pictures of. But never, in any session that he could remember, had he gotten a hard-on while working.

Today was different. It was different because of the twins, Cindy and Candy. They were different. Besides being female perfection, they oozed sex from every pore and every orifice in their delectable bodies.

"I'm like a kid in a candy store," Les said. "I don't know which to eat first."

Cindy moaned. "Well, get your handsome head between my legs and we'll take care of the rest. God, I'm hot… tongue me a little, Les!"

She placed her hands under her velvet ass and, using her elbows for leverage, lifted her steaming cunt high in the air. At the same time Cindy spread her legs as far apart as they would go in the air. The movement pulled the gooey lips of her pussy apart and a slight trickle of love juice oozed from her vaginal hole and slithered down into the crack of her ass.

"Jesus, beautiful pussy," her sister Candy moaned beside her. "Eat her, Les, or I'll do it for you."

"You mean… you two… sisters, I mean, would swing with each other?" he said.

"Oh c'mon… of course," Cindy said, wiggling her ass around in the air. "What's the difference? Sex is all sex. C'mon, baby, hurry," Cindy moaned. "Fuck or suck me, one or the other. My cunt's on fire."

"I'll eat you while you eat me, Sis," Candy said, moving her head and shoulders between her sister's raised back and Les' bobbing cock.

Reaching over Candy, Les grabbed Cindy's willing, writhing body. "All too good to be true," he moaned as he ran his slick tongue down the inside of Cindy's thigh toward the triangle of her passion.

Cindy's thighs spread even wider as she felt his tongue tickle the pubic hair around her pussy and down the crack to her anus. Her mouth opened in a red, moist line of desire as the heat of his darting tongue got closer and closer.

Les grabbed her thighs and pulled her passion-filled pussy to his lips and tongue. Her juicy ass quivered deliciously as his lips moved up and down her thighs, teasing, coming nearer her bush again and again.

Then his tongue struck a lick at her seeping gash. It split the pulpy lips apart to enter. Cindy's moist sheath made a sucking sound as her lower lips clasped around his searching, darting tongue.

"Oh yes, shit yes," she cried, rolling her head from side to side, closing her eyes in a tight line of ecstasy. "Tongue-fuck me… fuck my pussy with your tongue and suck my juice!"

Below and between them the other twin had taken his cock in her hand and was massaging it as the rubbery tip ran back and forth across her ruby lips.

"Nice, thick, hard meat," she gasped, flicking the little eye in the head with the tip of her tongue. "Cock… good, hard cock."

He flinched as Candy's fingernails dug deeply into the flesh of his prick. She gave his cockhead a long, wet kiss. Then she licked down across his balls and rammed her tongue into his asshole.

He groaned out his joy and countered by doing the same for Cindy's sister.

"Oh yes… just… don't just ease your tongue in my asshole," Cindy cried, humping her backhole up to him. "Ram it in… ram it in like a cock!"

Candy returned her hungry lips to the head of his cock and replaced her tongue in his asshole with a finger. "I just knew, looking at that fucking bulge in your pants all day, that you had a beautiful dick," she moaned.

"Suck it… do something to it," Les moaned, his mouth slurping on Cindy's gyrating cunt.

Candy's tongue came from between her full, sensual lips and rolled around the ridge of his cockhead. His leg muscles jumped in anticipation. Her tongue flicked out again and again and then her mouth engulfed the knob of his throbbing prick and sucked gently.

She could look straight up, as she sucked his cock, and see the moistening crack of her sister's firm ass and Les' head as it bobbed in the muff between the wildly juggling thighs.

He paused at the pussy he was sucking and fingered it while he looked down and thrilled at Candy's beautiful face sucking his cockpole. Her red lips stretched wide in a wet oval around his hot flesh. Her jaws moved with the rhythm of a girl who really enjoys sucking a man's cock. Her tits bobbed and swayed like her head, their fullness creamy and pink-tipped.

"Oh, are we all gonna get fucked tonight," he said.

He pinched both women's tender skin. Desire charged through his bloodstream, his stiff prick acting as an antenna to give warning to the twin who caressed it. He gasped and grasped her hair, trying to shove all of his massive tool into her sucking mouth.

She gagged. Candy was gorged by the suddenness of his movement, yet she didn't pull back. She wanted it. He was actually choking her, yet the dark eyes seemed to relish the thought of being strangled in such a way. Les continued to strain his rigid pole into her mouth and spread her lovely lips even wider.

In the fascination of watching Candy suck his meat, he had been neglecting the sister. She let him know it by grabbing his head and pulling it back to the gooey softness of her pulpy cunt.

"Dammit, don't stop! Eat me, you son-of-a-bitch… suck it dry!" she wailed.

His face was pressed into her muff. It smelled of musky, exotic perfume, mingling with the aroma of sex rising from his own buried cock.

"Hmmmmmm, good… good pussy," he sighed.

"Eat it… eat my cunt!" Her thighs tightened on his head and she slowly eased her mound upwards. His lips touched her spreading labia. It was pink, glistening hot, and inviting.

"Oh… ohhhhh, hell yes, shit yes. That's it, suck on my hole. Suck my fucking cunt 'til it's raw," Cindy shrieked, grinding her knob of love and lust against Les' upper lip.

He let his eyes float down, as he ate, to the twin of the face that sucked his cock. Her breasts were wildly flapping together as she bucked and rammed her flaming cunt against his sucking mouth.

His tongue flicked out, the tip forcing its way into the pulp of her fiery slit.

"Sex… cunt, cock, come," Cindy said, squirming sensuously as his tongue moved the entire length of her tingling crevice. "Give it to me, lover. Suck and bite my hard little clit!"

Les' tongue pushed deeply into her, hard, like an erected cock. Her asscheeks snapped against his chin, quivering. "My clit," she cried out again, "get my fucking clit… please, HURRY!"

"You whores. You hot-assed sluts," he cried into her steaming folds, "I love you both."

His mouth ground against her clitoris. It was slick and hot and congested with the spunk of her lust. It was like a female cock probing at his mouth. Moisture seeped from her folds, hot and wet against his pressing chin.

"Fuck it… fuck it hard!" she hissed.

The head of her thighs burned against his face as he pulled her clitoris between his lips. It was wonderful, alive, female. It seemed to move and expand when he licked it. His tongue grasped the sex flesh like a nipple, sucking and tugging.

She squirmed, her throbbing driving dripping pussy causing her mind to lose control. Her buttocks clenched and quivered and the strong muscles of her thighs sent tremors along either side of his head as she screamed out her come.

He withdrew from her thighs, and his eyes were wild with desire as he stared into her lovely face. It was ringed by straight black hair, round with a pert nose and dark eyes that were nearly pupil-less as she stared in ecstasy back at him.

Les eased Cindy's body down to the bed and moved his concentration to her sister, who was now devouring his cock like a full-course meal. But it wasn't all in her throat and that's where he wanted it, clear down past her tonsils.

The full, sensuous mouth moved, red, warm, infinitely fuckable. It was his turn to move. He jumped forward, forcing his gigantic erection between the ruby lips.

"Ohhh, agggwww," Candy gasped, but her hands came free of his cock and let him move it hard into her face. She eyed his meat hungrily as it moved slowly in and out of her face, gaining an inch into her throat with every lunge.

"Swallow it," he urged. "Take the whole fucker into your mouth!"

She mumbled something.

"Take it, dammit!" he urged. His ass squirmed against her breasts. The hard nipples burned into his asscheeks.

Candy's eyes smiled up and rolled at him. They said, "I love cock."

Her mouth became a voracious, devouring thing as she took him in. She began to suck him gently, then ravenously as the tide of perversity took hold on her, sweeping her into the powerful arena of cock and sex.

Her lips were literally molded tightly around his pulsing shaft, her tongue rolling around his meat as she applied suction with her cheeks. Her face was bloated and congested with cock as she slowly took it all.

"Ohhh, cunt… your mouth is just like a warm, sweet cunt," he groaned, as he leaned back and closed his eyes.

He felt as if his testicles were being drawn into her mouth. He was tense and straining, making no effort to withdraw as the end neared. Her mouth continued to work feverishly until she tasted the hot jets of salty cum against the roof of her mouth.

Candy pulled her mouth from the head of his spurting cock. A gooey glob of sperm shot out and landed on her chin. She speared it with her tongue, brought it into her mouth, and swallowed.

"Fuck me… fuck me in the cunt now and make me come too," Candy cried, dropping onto her back alongside her sister. "Hurry, I want to feel that hot juice shoot up, clear up, inside me!"

Les dropped between her thighs and filled her hole with his cock in one, swift, fluid lunge.

Her vaginal walls hugged his shaft tightly, and he slithered through the slippery folds until his balls slapped wetly against her ass. Ecstasy ripped through her cunt as his hot cock filled her belly. He pounded, drove stroke after stroke into her, thrusting against the quivering, sucking mouth of her wobbling cervix.

Then the sound of moaning and fucking bodies was shattered by the loud ringing of the telephone in the living room.

"Oh no… shit, piss, fuck… Goddam telephone," Candy cried, humping her cunt lovingly up over Les' charging cock. "Fuck it… keep fucking me!"

"I'll get it," Cindy said, reluctantly. She rolled off the bed. "But save some of that for me!"

Candy heard her sister's footsteps leave the room and then the insistent jangling stopped. The telephone was an important part of their lives. Without it they couldn't make a living. So someone had to answer it.

Thank God, Cindy was willing to at that moment because Candy couldn't make her body give up the cock that was filling it, no matter how important the call might be.

"Goddam, you're good," Les cried, grinding his pelvis against hers.

"So are you, lover," Candy groaned, forgetting all about her sister and the telephone as she lost herself in the joy and fury of a new cock. "It's always wild, the first time with somebody new," Candy sighed. "There's always something very exciting, for both Cindy and I, about fucking with a total stranger… somebody that you've just met."

"Well, I'm glad it was me you met," Les sighed, and started stroking harder and harder in and out of her hot, juicy hole.

"Pump it… pump it faster… yes, like that," Candy urged, raking her nails lightly up and down his back, from the crack of his ass to the nape of his neck.

He grunted in agreement and squeezed her full asscheeks in his hands. He fucked into her hair-lined hole with all the strength in his body.

I love cock, I love sex, Candy's mind chanted as she fucked him back. His cock grated across her hard clit with as much delicious sensation as any she had ever had. It burrowed up, up, all the way in her pulsing vagina. It jerked and throbbed. It almost seemed to breathe hot air inside her.

"Yes… ohhh, yessssss."

Moving his hands under her asscheeks, taking a firmer grip, his strong arms lifted the weight off her legs.

"Oh shit… soon, soon. Put your legs up. Put them around my waist. Oh, Candy, you're so fucking good, tight. It's good fucking like that, standing with you like this."

Tentatively, Candy raised one trembling leg. Then, she threw the other leg up and locked her ankles. The cock up her belly seemed to grow longer and plant its hot, jerking tip deeper than ever.

"Now fuck," sighed Les. He made deep-throated pleasure sounds. His fingers slipped into the open crack of her ass. One found the rear entry. "Make that sweet pussy bite me," he hissed, twisting a finger up her rectum. "Sweet, sweet pussy… fuck me, fuck my cock," he howled.

"I love it," Candy managed to sigh, knowing that he was beyond hearing, beyond caring what she said. Nonetheless she wanted to express the emotions that his hands, his big pulsing cock were stirring in her. Her body felt light, charged with electricity. Her tight cunthole snapped. Her puckered asshole sucked lovingly on his finger.

"Oh good cock… good fuck. You're clear up in my fucking throat with it," she cried.

"Faster," he demanded, "fuck faster. Screw that sweet cunt around like that… yesssss."

Planting his feet wide apart, giving himself more room, more leverage, he began to hump the length of his rod in and out of her pussy like an animal. He slammed her fluid ass cheeks against the mattress, grunting with each lunge. He tried to hurt her, bruise her, and she loved it.

Candy felt no pain. She felt only the bliss, the fire, the friction of his dick stoking her furnace. She wiggled, fucking him with all her might, mind and body, trying to bring them both to orgasm. She felt the knob of his mighty cock swell and jerk in the slippery depths of her sheath and fucked her hips, her cunthole even faster.

She wrapped her arms tight at his neck. She strained her legs at his waist and rested her head in the crook at his shoulder while she gyrated her pussy furiously.

Pulling far back, Les slammed into her. Sweat broke on his brow as his long cock dipped again and again in her hot juicy hole.

Candy could feel his big hairy balls growing tense with the force of the cum-load her tight cunt was coaxing from him. The hands on her ass pulled her close with each forward stab, forcing her onto him. She felt only the exquisite driving goodness, only the thrust of his prick.

He sought her moist, parted lips. Their mouths fused. His tongue began to piston in time to his cock and the finger that was fucking her asshole. Then suddenly the cock in her belly stopped pistoning. It held in her at its roots. The hands on her asscheeks became cruel steel claws.

She gasped. Batting her inner cunt muscles on the vibrating shaft, she sucked his tongue and held her breath in anticipation of the first thick gush of his cream in her dilated pussy.

It seemed to take forever. Her lungs, she was certain, were going to burst through her chest and leave her firm pink-tipped titties shredded. She worked her ass frantically; bumping, grinding, milking the fat head of his magnificent cock.

It was a good come, for both of them, and they told each other so.

"Have you got any more?" she cried.

"Yes… right away. Fuck me back!" he cried.

Then his cock was again pumping, spurting another load of his hot jism up her clasping hole.

"Yes… give it to me… fill me up with it. I'm coming too," Candy gasped.

Moaning, pinching his waist in the vise of her thighs, and kneading his spitting dick in the tighter, hotter, vise of her vagina, Candy gulped the semen with her cunt. She squealed and made her cunt suck his thick cream. She felt it glide down the walls of her sheath. Out it came, searing the puffy pink lips of her pussy, and dripping wet and sticky down the crack of her ass. She sucked his mouth. She worked her stomach, making it ripple, making the ripples spread through her sex until her sensitive clit began to fire the heat, the thrill, and the fireworks of her orgasm.

"Boy, you better have one more for Cindy," Candy giggled, "or she'll tear your cock out by the roots."

"It doesn't matter… now," Cindy said, from the door.

Les and Cindy rolled their heads around. Cindy was at the door, lounging against the jamb. She had a drink in one hand, a cigarette in the other, and a scowl on her face.

"What's wrong, Sis?" Candy said, feeling something.

"Yeah, what is it, Cindy," Les said, "you look like you've just seen a ghost."

"Almost. Oh, I haven't seen one," Cindy replied. "But I feel like I just talked to one."

"What are you talking about, honey?" Candy asked.

"Just that… ghosts," Cindy said, and walked to the bed. "How long do you suppose it has been since we have seen or heard from our dear father."

"Well… let's see," her sister replied. "We're almost nineteen… ah, I'd say ten years."

"Well, I not only just talked to him, but he would like us to spend a couple of weeks with him."