CHAPTER 17

"Sara and I live together in a two-bedroom apartment and I tell her all about you every single night. She knows you almost as well as I do and she's learned to love you as much as I do from what I've told her. She was angry enough to kill Daisy when I told her your story Monday evening. That's when we began to think of our plan.

"I went to the ladies' room yesterday around 4:30. Sara was already there waiting for me in the big handicapped stall. That's where we changed clothes and identities. It was Sara who kissed you and Sara who made love with you all last night. I love you, John, but you are looking to settle down, get married and have a family. I'd like that, too…in about five to ten years. Sara wants that now. She always was more serious about things than I was. I always liked to party and stay out late. Sara wanted to stay in and read or enjoy a concert or movie on TV. We both knew that she was a much better match for you.

"Now…you would never have consented to be fixed up with Sara so we had to trick you. Sara told me last night how much she loved spending the evening with you and I'm pretty sure that you enjoyed it, too."

Then Sara spoke. "We're sorry that we tricked you, John. It was the only thing we could think of. Yes, we did it for me, but we also did it for you." She gripped my hand tightly and, looking into her clear blue eyes, I could see the concern in her face.

"I'm not pleased at being taken advantage of, but you're probably right that I would have rejected the idea of being fixed up. I had a great time last night. I do have to admit that, but what am I going to do with the two of you?"

They looked at each other and laughed. "We'll think of something," they said, speaking as one. Sara moved forward, gripped my head, and pressed her sweet lips into mine. Cara just rubbed her sensitive nipples into my chest. Then, a minute later, they switched positions. They pulled me down onto the bed a minute after that. Cara took my encrusted cock, now swollen with lust, into her mouth as Sara gently massaged my balls.

I was in sexual heaven when Sara moved forward to kiss me again and while our tongues danced wildly Cara rose up to straddle my hips and slowly lower her tight cunt down my shaft. She began slowly, apparently savoring the stretching of her vaginal walls. Like her sister, her tunnel was extremely tight and muscular and, like her sister, she really knew how to use it. I probably would have cum already had I not done so three times last night. Still, Cara showed the same enthusiasm for fucking that her sister had shown.

Now that we were actively engaged Sara moved to straddle my mouth. I had enjoyed the few times I had eaten pussy, but I hadn't done it often. Rob's sister had been my first obviously, with Daisy being my only other partner. Strange as it sounds, Daisy wasn't crazy about it so I only did it occasionally—like once a month or so. Now a delicious moist pussy was only an inch from my mouth so I took every advantage of my limited experience. Starting at her rosebud I licked slowly all the way to her clit, spending a few seconds to tease it mercilessly. Then I did it again and again and again. Sara was groaning and shaking wildly when I shifted my attention to her cunt. I found her G-spot easily, both by its texture and by her reaction.

I knew just how close Cara and Sara were when they came at exactly the same instant in time. Watching them flop around in random uncontrolled movements was almost funny. They collapsed onto the bed as my still hard cock popped free from Cara's body. No, I didn't cum. I'm not Superman, after all. Three times in less than ten hours is just about all I can handle. Truthfully, Daisy had been a "once a night" girl.

I laid back on my pillow and pulled Cara and Sara up with me, covering us with the blanket. Like everything else, it was a soggy and filthy mess. I'd have to wash the whole set before I could use it tonight. Those were my last thoughts before falling deeply asleep a few seconds later. Damn, but these women were exhausting!

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I woke up again around ten—9:52, actually. Cara and Sara were still asleep. I woke them by grabbing one of their extremely taut ass cheeks in each hand. They shrieked until they realized where they were and who had grab-assed them. "I think it's time for that fun shower you promised me."

"You know, John…in all the time I've worked for you I never realized how much fun you are or how wonderful your cock is. I think it's the biggest I've ever had."

"What about Roy Evjin…you know from the football team in high school?"

"No, not even close, besides he was so fat you could barely see it."

"Don't tell me…you guys pulled the same act in high school?"

"Yeah, John, but we didn't really love them like we love you."

"I appreciate that. Now, before we shower I believe you told me that you're not quite identical so stand up and let me get a good look at both of you." They were giggling like crazy as they stood at the foot of the bed slowly rotating only two feet away.

"I hope you get it right, John. We have twenty bucks on this."

"Well, I hope you bet that I'd get it, Cara. You have a tiny birthmark on your right butt cheek. I didn't see one when Sara and I showered last night."

She jumped up and down, pumping her fist several times. "You owe me, Sara. I told you!" She leaped forward to hug and kiss me.

"Geez, that's an awful lot of excitement over twenty bucks. Remind me on Monday morning to give you a raise."

"Really? How much?"

"Twenty bucks, of course." I continued after she showed how shocked she was. "Not! Would I do something like that to you? You know better. Let's say two thousand." She was back in my lap a second later smothering me with kisses. I pushed her off so I could lead them to the bathroom. They pissed while I shaved then they joined me under the hot spray.

Cara…I mean, Sara, was right. It was much more fun even than last night which had been one of my finest hours. We washed and frolicked until the water ran cold then we frolicked while we dried each other. It was almost time for lunch by the time we had dressed and thrown the bedding into the washer.