CHAPTER 16

My clothes fell like rain and she took care of hers in just seconds. Damn, but her legs went on forever. They were incredibly long and slender. They were as muscular as the rest of her body and the space between her legs was beyond belief, highlighted by a narrow strip of well-trimmed hair just above her labia. She looked to me as though she had no fat at all other than her breasts. Despite their small size I was amazed at the size of her nipples. She noticed me looking and led my mouth to suckle. "I love that, by the way. My nipples and areolas are hard-wired to my cunt. One touch and I'm gushing, but I think you'll learn that on your own pretty soon."

I warmed the water and we stepped in. "Nice," she said, "but it'll be even better tomorrow." I confess that I had a confused look on my face, but she just kissed me and grabbed the bar of soap.

I had thought that showering with Daisy was wonderful, but even her lush body couldn't compare with the love that Cara showed me that night. We spent more time touching and kissing than we did with actual washing, but even then we had a wonderful time. She showed me how much she loved my cock and balls, washing them repeatedly until I turned the water off and dried her incredible athletic body. She was toned everywhere, but her strength never once made me think she wasn't an unbelievably sexy woman.

Cara dried me quickly then walked me to the bed. Rather than fold down the blanket and sheet she ripped them from the bed in a single sweeping motion then pulled me down on top of her. We kissed like there was no tomorrow and while we did I worried about her sensitive nipples while she firmly stroked my cock which felt as though it was made of concrete or steel.

Finally, she rolled me onto my back so she could straddle my hips. Leaning forward, she kissed me again and while I was distracted she slid easily down my shaft. I had thought that fucking Daisy was an incredible experience, but she was nothing in comparison to Cara. She had been right—one touch of her nipples and she was gushing. That was the only way I'd be able to enter her because her cunt was fantastically tight.

She began this circular thing that she did with her hips as she ground her clit into me relentlessly. My cock was spinning so rapidly it was making me dizzy, but in a wonderfully exciting and stimulating way. I had jerked off, of course, over the past month, but my heart hadn't been in it so I hadn't any real relief in more than a week. I owed it to Cara to tell her. "Cara…I haven't…you know…in more than a week. I'm not going to last very long."

"That's okay, John; I'm almost there myself. God…your cock is incredible!" Her back arched suddenly and she threw her head back, too. Her strong slender body shook three times and she emitted a low feral growl that seemed to go on forever. That was just in time because I blew not more than two seconds later, my cock feeling like a super volcano spewing molten lava miles into the air. I was totally drained when it ended. Cara moved down to lie on my chest and nibble my ear.

She was tickling me—making me squirm. I hated being tickled. "Please, Cara; I love your tongue on me, but that tickles and I can't stand it. Okay?"

Cara backed off so she could look into my eyes. "Sorry, John—I still have a lot to learn about you."

"Yes, and I still have a lot to learn about you, too. I never imagined that you would be such a sexual animal."

She laughed. "You haven't seen anything yet. I bet I can make you cum wildly without even moving. I've been doing Kegel exercises ever since I was twelve and I read about them in some magazine. That's why I'm so tight there—lots and lots of strong muscles. Why don't we rest a bit and see if we can go again?"

I had to chuckle. "I think you really mean 'see if I can go again,' don't you?"

"No, I'm sure I can get you up at least two more times." And…damned if she didn't. Our second time I did her doggie and she did use those powerful muscles on me. I fell onto her back causing her to laugh hysterically. "Good thing I'm really strong, John." I had to agree.

Our final time we went missionary with those fantastically long legs wrapped tightly behind her head. I knew that I'd never been deeper in a woman before and I couldn't wait to do it again. The entire evening had been the singular sexual highlight of my life. It was just after one when I placed my head on the pillow to sleep. I barely saw Cara get out of bed, assuming that she was going to use the toilet. I was sound asleep by the time she returned.

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The sun was up when I finally regained consciousness. I was lying on my left side with Cara's arm hanging loosely over me from behind as she spooned closely into my body. I opened my eyes briefly then they were wide open a second later. There in front of me was Cara curled up into a little ball. I turned my head as much as I could and there behind me was…Cara! What the hell! I looked again over my shoulder then back at the woman who was sleeping in front of me. Damn! It was like looking in the mirror. I had no idea that Cara was an identical twin.

My moving about must have awakened the woman who was glued to my rear because a moment later she whispered, "Good morning, John." Then she leaned forward to nibble my ear.

I turned my head to look at my assailant. "You're obviously not Cara. I told her last night that I didn't like that."

"Oops, sorry; I didn't know. I flipped onto my back and she moved right in, ducking under my arm as her leg found its way over my thigh.

"You two look exactly alike." I would have continued but for the movement on my other side.

"I see you've met my twin sister, John. Remember when she told you the shower would be more fun tomorrow? It will be, but first why don't you sit up. We need to tell you something…something really important."

I did, leaning against the headboard while each twin took one of my hands in hers. The twin who had been sleeping behind me spoke first. "We have a confession to make, John. Please hear us out. Okay?" I nodded my agreement and she continued.

"I'm Cara. You already know me well. This is my older sister, Sara. Our dad died about six months before we were born and he left our mother almost penniless. All she had was her job as a secretary in a big office. There was no life insurance and no health, either. Mom couldn't afford much in the way of prenatal care so she had no idea that she was expecting twins until the moment I was born.

"She had selected the name Sara for her daughter—Sara Elizabeth--then forty minutes later she needed another so she came up with Cara for me. We're identical twins in almost every way. We'll let you figure out how we're different when we get up to shower.