Log Two: Sisterly Affection

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He was living alone in the bunker for a few days, and about a week of living in the bunker with the Cammy White clones, Sammy and Pammy. And Jason was increasingly amazed at their actions and also quite confused. His subject of sciences was Ecologically focused with a minor in computers. So a pair of biological clones were a little out of his league…

Sammy and Pammy especially. Good thing he now lived 'alone' in a bunker, because nobody would think that a 'nerd' such as he would ever be able to score a pair of beautiful blonde 'twins' like them without someone getting suspicious of what he 'had' on them.

They were remarkably intelligent, despite the fact that they were mostly non-verbal. He was not a medical doctor but as far as he could tell, there was nothing physically wrong with either of them… nothing wrong with them at all.

Full-figured and fit. One might expect them to have some muscular dystrophy floating in a tank for innumerable years. But they moved and functioned as if that was all an extended nap rather than an overly long gestation and storage period. When he finally managed to get around to giving them as best of a physical as he could. An actual one, not one where he stared at their backsides for several minutes. They demonstrated excellent muscle control and flexibility… mainly by standing in place and doing some mediocre yoga poses he knew, and by doing several splits, on the floor like professional gymnasts…

And though he REALLY wanted to. He resisted the urge to teach them how to twerk, so he could watch those magnificent backsides wobble… perhaps one day…

Still with a cursory physical examination out of the way, he began to study them in private, and judging from how quickly they took up chess, they were both remarkably intelligent. He managed to program up a small and simple math test on the computer, and despite clearly never doing arithmetic in their lives they both got 100%... and now they were interested in Solitaire. Even more curious as they seemed to enjoy watching HIM play it as much as playing it themselves. After a marathon of them playing they dragged him gleefully to the seat and had him do so as well.

"Okay!" he smiled as they clapped, watching the cards burst into digital pixels as he won. "Okay! I need to get back to work." He had said, though there wasn't much for him to actually do. He was going to try and find something in the storage room, which was really more of a storage warehouse, filled with their food and other such emergency supplies… ideally, he was hoping to find a map of the area or maybe some clothes.

…Not that he minded watching Pammy and Sammy walking around in their pod swimsuits… viewing their physical perfection was just as emotionally stimulating as it was physically… like watching workout videos for the attractive women rather than the exercise itself. He had no doubt that it helped to keep him sane, but at the same time if they ever wanted to get out of here he needed to find them something to protect against the Saharan sun.

He of course knew they wouldn't be able to stay in the bunker indefinitely, a few years certainly, but not indefinitely… so they might as well try and find a way out… at least the bunker was far more luxurious than slaving for Shadaloo and the company was extraordinarily better. He left Pammy and Sammy to another round of solitaire heading to living quarters and towards the storage warehouse… when he paused, noticing that the bunk beds had been dragged closer together… Effectively making double over double bunk beds. He frowned… the twins obviously did it but he curiously wondered why.

…Though admittedly the twins were very affectionate, after their first dalliance together he had them sleep in their own beds, yet he has woken up in the arms of one or the other… and who would say 'no' to waking up in the arms of a beautiful woman?

The last time it had happened Sammy was embracing him from behind, nuzzling him like a teddy bear but Pammy seemed annoyed that her sister made it into the bed before her. Clearly, their pulling the bunkbeds together solved the issue… in a manner of speaking. He'll ask them about it later, but naturally, he wouldn't get much of a response. 'Yes and No' questions would obviously get the best results…

He put it off for now. No point in starting a game of charades. He entered the storage room which was really more of a storage warehouse, it was a miracle of engineering to have this thing under the desert sands, but then again this whole bunker was powered by evil soul energy so it wasn't hard to believe… most of what was stored in this massive chamber was food… and it would so large it would take him a week to catalog everything if he worked around the clock.

He sighed, looking over the boxes and the crates, before rolling up his sleeves and getting to work. Time passed quickly without him realizing it… then again thanks to the bunker he wasn't entirely sure how long he had been working, so used to being literally slave driven he forgot that he could actually stop and take a few breathers rather than working until he almost passed out. Nothing but MREs so far, but ever since he found the chess set he had hope for something, or just anything else. From Clothes to maybe old VHS tapes... he expect VHS tapes considering the age of the bunker.

He resealed another crate of MREs and was just about to head back to the living quarters for a breather when he gasped in surprise. Sammy stood silently behind him, studying his face curiously as he clutched to his heart.

"Ooh… Sammy." He sighed, collecting himself as he smiled at the short-haired clone. "What is it? Is something wrong?" he asked as she curiously tilted her head, then shook it. 'No'. Then, however, she took his hand and gently tried to walk him back to the living quarters. "I can't play solitaire right now." He sighed, a little exasperated but rather amused by her and her sister's eagerness to spend time with him. "I'm going to have a quick break then get back to work."

Sammy frowned at him, then… to his surprise, she pushed him firmly against an MRE crate he recently opened. Easily pressing him against the wood as he blushed… gazing into his eyes, and slowly licking her lips.

"Sammy? Mmngh!?" he groaned as she pressed her lips and her beautiful body to his, rubbing her breasts on his chest before she quickly pulled away. Licking her lips again and immediately dropped onto her heel, squatting and flexing that magnificent backside as she grabbed his pants and immediately tugged them down to free his erection. "H-Hey!" briefly dazed by her kissing ambush he groaned as Sammy's mouth opened and she began to salivate on his penis.

Though he's only been with them for at least a week, he's already begun theorizing that Sammy was more sexually aggressive than her sister Pammy, who was more affectionate. Sammy DOVE onto his length, taking him deep into her throat immediately, gazing up at him with mischievous but sensuous blue eyes, her tongue dancing around his length as she pulled it back to his tip, then down again. Jay groaned, his hand shooting to her head as he shuddered in pleasure. Wherever and however she learned how to work her tongue like that he could only theorize but, perhaps, the clones were not designed for combat but for… gratification.

He wouldn't put it past Shadaloo honestly.

Sammy noisily slurped, bringing his attention back onto her beautiful face as her tongue prodded his urethra, as if curious why he hadn't released his semen into her mouth yet. Her hands rubbed his chest sensually, almost affectionately as her backside wobbled noticeably as she bounced on her heels.

"Haah… AH…" gasped Jay, holding the back of her head. "D-Don't stop." He sighed happily, Sammy complying eagerly, bobbing her head faster and faster, sliding her lips up and down his erection, saliva dripping from his shaft onto her breasts as it slid in and out of her sloppy lips. "Hah.. AH…"

CRASH!

He jumped and looked in the direction of the sound to find Pammy looking annoyed, glaring at her sister who stopped to look at her. His cock between her lips and her tongue still working around his glans. Pammy stomped ominously towards them and for half a moment he thought something terrible was going to happen but then Pammy grabbed his face and pushed her lips to his mouth, hungrily wrestling his tongue with her own, swallowing his saliva as his other hand wrapped around her waist instinctively, feeling her wiggle against him as they kissed. Sammy continued her sloppy blowjob as he squeezed Pammy's soft ass.

"Mmn. Mgmh?!" he tried to pull away at first but she furiously grabbed his face, and held him firmly, lovingly writhing against him with her tongue and her body. Gyrating and wriggling, rubbing her big soft breasts against him before suddenly pulling away. "Ah…" he gasped reluctantly, as Pammy suddenly and sourly stared down at her sister.

Sammy pulled her lips off his girth, before sticking out her tongue childishly at her sister, and then flicking his cock with it… it was as if they were having a telepathic communication… and they were arguing about something… Pammy scoffed and began nuzzling against him, cooing like a kitten as Sammy blew a raspberry, spitting all over his erection before sucking on it rapidly again as he moaned… only to be silenced once more by Pammy's loving lips.

She moaned eagerly into his mouth, pressing herself to him more and more as he shuddered, Sammy's skilled lips rapidly slurping his shaft, his cock twitching more and more, pre-cum oozing onto her tongue as she pressed her face to his crotch. "Mmngh!" he moaned into Pammy's mouth as Sammy sighed contentedly, massaging his thighs as she drained his testicles with her throat and lips… suckling him like a pacifier.

"Haah… haa." He sighed as Sammy drained him dry, wetly slurping off his girth… with help from her sister. Pammy pushing her away before getting down onto her knees immediately. "H-hey wait a mome-MMN!" Pammy furiously and sloppily suckled on his recently relieved cock. "Ho-hold on…" he groaned, but sighed as Pammy lovingly flicked her tongue on his cock, Sammy smugly licking his testicles, the beautiful twins once again devotedly servicing his member…

…It was official the scientists must have done SOMETHING to the girls while they gestated… it was hard to complain about the moral ethics of turning clones into sexual specialists when they were so damn GOOD at it. Their beautiful blue eyes gazed lovingly up at him as their tongues furiously worked on his genitals, watching with pride and their butts wiggling in joy as they watched Jay thoroughly enjoying their oral skills. Pammy however, glared suddenly at her sister and shoved her over.

His balls flew from Sammy's mouth as she fell over onto her butt. Pouting at her sister as Pammy caressed his wet balls with her hands. Sliding sensually up and down his cock, tongue salivating on his member as she gazed up at him. Sammy suddenly grabbed the back of Pammy's head and SLAMMED her face into his crotch. "ooh! AH-Hey don't… hurt her!" but it did anything but, Pammy moaned happily as Sammy forcefully crammed her sister's mouth with his cock, making her eyes water as she continued to devotedly service Jay's member until he lost control of himself. "P-Pammy stop sucking it!" he warned but Sammy slammed her sister down and Pammy wrapped her arms immediately around his waist. "Oooh!"

He trembled as he unleashed another load for the second time in just a few minutes. Pammy lovingly slurping out his cum and gulped it down automatically. Sammy grabbed her sister's pigtails and yanked her away. She yelped a dissatisfied noise as Sammy rested her body against him, gently gripping his limp cock and stroking it, pouting and gazing at him pleadingly…

…She still wanted to play. And Pammy scrambled back to her feet, trying to grab at his girth only for Sammy to slap her hands away… and they started to grab at each other. "Stop." He said as they raised hands- "STOP!" he shouted firmly, raising his voice to them for the first time as they stopped, fidgeting uncertainly. He then grabbed Sammy and Pammy's left and right arms respectively, dragging them out of the warehouse and back into the living quarters, straight towards the beds.

Pammy and Sammy seemed to coo excitedly as he then threw them both onto the mattress, their big beautiful asses wobbling excitedly but then he raised his hands and spanked them. They yelped, hooting and groaning as his hands swatted their rears over and over, forehand and backhand. Bouncing and wobbling, against each other as they moaned apologetically. "You two…" he said, finally stopping to watch their rears wiggle with red handprints all over them. He took a breath. "You two need to SHARE." He ordered as the girls pouted at him… before wiggling their rears again, though this time far more invitingly.

He frowned at them, watching Pammy slowly stripping off her one-piece while Sammy pulled down her bottoms. "You shouldn't be rewarded for bad behavior!" he shouted at them firmly as they removed their clothes and bowed their heads in shame. "Now apologize to each other! Now!" he said as the girls frowned at him, more out of confusion then annoyance… before looking at each other as he added with a blush and an almost apologetic addition of. "F-Figure it out."

The girls seemed to have a moment of telepathic conversation… before Sammy and Pammy pressed their lips together and began making out lovingly before him as he stared, not entirely expecting it… but his erection appreciated the sight regardless, Sammy and Pammy moaning enthusiastically into each other's mouths as if they knew how much it did. "Oh… Oh-kay… Good. I'm…" he watched them continue to swap spit, quite literally, before his eyes. "I'm going to shower and get back to-…" his words died in his throat as, still 'apologizing' to each other, they glanced at him and rested their hands on each other's closest ass cheek. Sammy's resting on Pammy's left, and Pammy on Sammy's right, before spreading each other for him, displaying their wet, eager pussies drooling in anticipation. "I…" he stared as they wiggled their hips invitingly… Sammy shaking Pammy's meaty cheek.

…Well… they apologized to each other at least.

He moved closer, sliding his erection between their connecting cheeks as they rubbed back against him, cooing excitedly as he reached down and began rubbing their dripping slits. Upon feeling his fingers against her Sammy began grinding back against his hand moaning appreciatively as his gaze leveled onto her placidly, watching her gyrating against his hands, his fingers churning but only going deeper on her own power, pushing them deep into her as Pammy was more than content in letting him play with her, lying perfectly still and moaning just as happily with her sister…

Who abruptly, and erotically orgasmed on his fingers. Sammy trembled, gasping and panting in an animalistic moan, flopping onto the bed and wiggling her rear for more… however, Jay pulled his hands away from them, and shifted behind Pammy, grabbing her waist and piercing into her pussy.

With a proud smile on her face, she gasped as Jay buried himself into her body, again, and again… her thick backside bouncing erotically as Sammy recovered from her climax to glare at Pammy getting pounded first. Jay however, mechanically and rhythmically thrust into the beautiful blonde woman as she reached behind herself to spread her wobbling rear, only for him to slid his hands up her body and grab her pigtails, yanking them back firmly but not harshly, riding her hard from behind as she squealed rapturously, howling just like her sister as he approached his own climax feeling her experiencing her own.

"Pammy! PAMMY!!" he roared, burying himself into her body as she threw herself back on instinct, slamming her backside into his stomach as he panted heavily and filled her womb, slowly leaning forward and kissing her back, lying down fully onto her for a brief rest, opening his eyes and finding Sammy on her back, legs raised up and pressed to the bed above her, her big ass molding into the mattress beneath her, rubbing her upraised pussy furiously and gazing at him pleadingly. He slowly pulled out of Pammy, she moaned disapprovingly at the sudden emptiness she felt, he shuffled off the bed to line up with Sammy.

He crawled over her as she moaned eagerly, feeling his wet tip on the back of her hand as she spread herself for him and he pushed on into her body. "MMn!!" he groaned, she and her sister were so tight it was hard to move, he slid slowly into her body, lying on top of her as she trembled happily, licking her lips and clinging to him as he began pounding away. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" they bounced on the bed together as her thick meaty ass cheeks pushed her hips up into his thrusts, her hands on her ass, pulling him inside her harder, and faster, licking her lips again before brushing them on his cheeks and lips with butterfly kisses…

Each time a word echoed in his head. More. More. More… he didn't have to actually hear her speak, and he was fairly certain they didn't have any 'psycho powers'. But he could read it on her sweaty, gasping face… it's what she wanted.

"Are you going to be a good girl Sammy?" he whispered as she bit her bottom lip and excitedly nodded. "You are?" she kept nodding, teeth clenching as she opened her mouth and orgasmed. He planted his hips, moaning as he pumped her full of his cum, feeling her fingers clutching to his ass. Pressing her panting, gasping mouth onto his face, kissing and sucking on him lovingly as he caressed her.

"Mmn!" he blinked, pulling slowly out of a writhing Sammy before he was tackled back to the bed by Pammy, clinging to his body and kissing him desperately.

"Okay! Okay…" he laughed as she licked him, nuzzling his body for attention. "…You're a good girl too Pammy." He mumbled as Sammy rolled over onto his lap, licking his limp, moistened cock. "…Ugh… I should shower." He moaned as the girls keep licking and caressing him. His hands on their bodies, caressing them as his eyes slowly closed. "…I should…" he mumbled tiredly… not used to such strenuous activity…

…He didn't exactly have twin blondes at his beck and call in College… and they were cloned from one of the greatest and gorgeous female fighters from the world warrior tournament. They'd have stamina for days. Jay fell fast asleep, utterly tired as Sammy continued salivating over his member. Pammy continued to kiss him lovingly, until finally noticing that he was fast asleep, lightly prodding her sister on the back of her head. Sammy promptly buried her face into his crotch and gazed at her sister curiously with a full throat.

Pammy pointed at Jay, and Sammy glanced at him herself… before quietly removing his erection from her mouth. She kissed his tip, it twitched in response as they stealthily clambered from the bed… Sammy briefly crawled onto the floor before Sammy and Pammy covered Jay with a sheet, kissing his left and right cheeks respectively before walking naked into the warehouse. Both curiously looked around, before eyeing each other… and nodding… journeying deeper into the storage warehouse together... their big naked backsides popping and wobbling in sync.

End