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Subject: {ASSM} "Playing The Game" [Honey Moon]
Date: Wed,  6 Feb 2002 13:10:12 -0500
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Title: Playing The Game

by Honey Moon

Subject key: twin sisters, mistaken identity leading
to rape, Anal sex, nc



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******************WARNING************************
This story contains detailed descriptions of sexual 
acts! If you do not like this then delete the file! 
If you are under the age of consent where you live, 
or it is against any law or statute where you reside,
to read or obtain such materiel, then delete the file 
and do not read any further! All characters and places 
in my stories are completely fictional and any 
resemblance to anyone or anything living or dead,
is completely accidental and coincidental.
******************WARNING************************




Playing the Game
by Honey Moon



The young woman struggled, as the guy over her forced her legs apart.

"Michael, stop it!" she gasped, as he paused only long enough to roll a condom 
over his hardness. "No! If you stop right now, I swear I won't tell Cathy!"

"I know you want this, Irene!" he slid his hand up under her skirt, and pulled 
the crotch of her panties aside. "You're positively soaked!"

"Why?" she wailed, as he yanked her skirt completely up, and lay over her 
trembling body. "She looks just like me! Why can't you just fuck my sister, and 
leave me alone?"

"Every guy alive dreams about fucking identical twins, Irene!" he rubbed the 
head of his latex covered member against the swelling of her labia. "Besides, I 
already got her virginity," he managed to slip the head of his cock between her 
folds. "Now it's your turn!" He grabbed her wrists in one hand, and held tight, 
as he rammed his cock fully into her.

"Ow! It hurts, get out of me!" she gasped, as he started to thrust into her 
tight young body. "Please, don't do this!" she begged, even as her body began to 
move in time with his.

"Irene, you're so hot!" he panted, as his thrusting reached a frenzied pace. 
"Cathy isn't even half as good a lay as you!"

The girl struggled anew, as his breathing grew ragged. "Oh god, don't! Don't you 
come in me!"

"I have to, Irene! I'm going to shoot you full of my sperm, and give you a nice 
big belly!"

"No, please Michael!" the breathless girl begged. "Michael, uh, Mike! Oh shit! 
Fuck me! I'm gonna come!" she arched he back, and moaned deep in her throat.

Michael grunted, and thrust one last time into her. His body shuddered, as his 
cock pumped deep inside her belly. A look of worry crossed his face. "Um, Cathy, 
I'm sorry," he whispered, as he slowly pulled out of her body.

"You asshole!" she shouted, as she looked in horror at the baggy latex band, 
around the base of his still hard penis. "Why didn't you stop?"

"Jeez Cathy! You know I get carried away when we play rape Irene!" He sat up, 
and rolled the torn condom off his cock, and threw the useless thing out of the 
car window.

"Just take me home, Mike! Mom and dad are gonna kill me, if you knocked me up!" 
she opened the car door, and got in the front seat. Cathy rummaged through the 
glove box, until she found some paper napkins. In an effort she knew was 
hopeless, the frightened girl tried to wipe as much semen as she could, from her 
damp vagina.

Michael drove her home in silence. "Cathy, you do know that whatever happens, 
I'll stand by you, don't you?"

Her only answer was a curt, "I'll call you tomorrow." before getting out of the 
car, and hurrying up the driveway. If she was lucky, mom and dad would be 
asleep.

No such luck. The door opened, just as she tried to insert her key in the lock. 
"Do you know what time it is, young lady?" her father demanded, as she stepped 
into the house.

"It's after midnight!" her mother added. "Your sister Irene has been home for 
hours!"

"I'm sorry!" Cathy said quietly. "Mike's car broke down. We never even got to 
see the movie, or anything!"

Mom grabbed her bag, and Cathy really panicked, until she remembered that the 
torn condom was her last one. "What do you think this is for?" her mother 
shouted, as she turned Cathy's cell phone back on. Mom took a deep breath. 
"Cathy, we were so worried. If this happens again, you are grounded for a 
month!"

Dad looked at her, like he was about to yell, but then he visibly calmed down. 
"Honey, why can't you be more like your sister? When we give her a time to be 
home, she's always at least a half hour early. I'm getting gray hair, worrying 
about you!"

"I'm sorry," Cathy said meekly. "I didn't mean to worry you guys. If I'm ever 
going to be late again, I promise to call you!" She kissed her parents good 
night, and headed up stairs.

"In trouble again, Cathy?" Irene asked quietly, as her sister closed their 
bedroom door.

A chill ran through her. "I, I think I may be in real trouble this time!"

Irene looked up from her book, and hurried to follow Cathy into their shared 
bathroom. She looked on in shock as her twin snatched off her panties, hopped on 
the toilet, and began trying to douche herself using dad's brand new Braun Oral 
B Oxyjet! The frightened girl slipped the water pick into herself, and turned on 
the device. "Oh shit! You let him fuck you without a condom?" Irene knew Cathy's 
cycle. The twins were always in perfect sync. "How could you be so stupid?" 
Irene yanked the plug from the wall. "Do you realize that you just flushed his 
sperm right up into your uterus? If you weren't pregnant yet, you sure are now! 
Why the hell didn't you at least use a condom?"

"We did use a condom!" she whispered, close to tears. "It broke, and Mike didn't 
stop in time!" she took the pick out of her dripping vagina, and just looked at 
it, before rinsing it off in the sink.

"I told you, you shouldn't be having sex yet!" Irene looked proud, as she 
continued. "You should have listened to me! I'm still a virgin, and I'm staying 
that way, until I'm married!" She looked at her teary eyed sister, and sighed. 
"I'm sorry Cathy, but I'm glad I'm not in your shoes! What are you going to tell 
mom and dad?" Irene couldn't help giggling. "Are you going to tell dad that 
Michael's semen was on his Braun? Ew! He's going to put it in his mouth!"

Cathy loved her twin, but this was all a little too much. Instead of 
understanding, all she was getting was the "I'm such a goody- goody" speech, and 
jokes! "I'll just wait. I bet I'm not even pregnant!" she said, not even 
believing herself.

Irene loved a good scandal, and Cathy could see the gleam in her sister's eyes. 
"Yeah, I bet you're fine," she said with a wicked grin. "Just in case, could I 
be the godmother? Maybe your baby will grow up to be a dentist!"

Cathy let her anger get the better of her. She shoved her sister out of the 
bathroom, and locked the door. "Why does she have to be such a bitch all the 
time?" she whispered to herself, as she took a nice long shower. "If it was her, 
I wouldn't make fun, or anything." A very nasty idea came to her mind. "What if 
it was her? That would sure put Missy Prissy in her place!" Cathy felt ashamed 
of herself, and finished her shower. Her idea was just too nasty! Cathy was a 
long time, trying to sleep.

The next day, Cathy felt a little better. That is, until Irene started in with a 
few choice comments. "Mom, next time you go shopping, could you get some ice 
cream?" she looked pointedly at her sister, and invoked the age-old pregnancy 
gag. "I think we're out of pickles, too."

"Knock it off!" Cathy hissed, as Irene tried to hide her laughter. "It's not 
funny!"

"I'm just joking!" Irene looked up, and made sure nobody was in the room. "Don't 
get so mad, mommy!"

"Please stop!" Cathy begged. "I'm probably ok. Don't fool around like that!"

Irene grinned wickedly. "Who's the one who fools around?"

Cathy was about to snap back at her sister, when mom came back into the living 
room. "Girls, your father and I are going out today, and we won't be back until 
very late." She looked right at Cathy. "No sneaking out, young lady. You know 
the rules; Michael is not allowed here, while we are out. Understand?"

"Yes mother!" Cathy muttered. It never failed. Mom was the only person in the 
world, who always could tell them apart. Dad even mixed them up sometimes! It 
would be nice, if for just one time, goody-goody Irene, was the one getting 
yelled at!

As if to prove her thoughts, dad came in the room, and walked right up to Irene. 
"Honey, I'm sorry I had to yell at you last night."

Irene just laughed, and pointed at her sister. "Nice try, dad!"

Dad smiled, and didn't miss a beat. He was used to it by now. "Honey, just try 
to be more like your sister, ok?" he finished, addressing the right daughter, 
this time.

"Ok dad," she whispered. What else could she say? "I'll try."

Mom hugged her, and kissed her cheek. "Just try to keep out of trouble, ok 
baby?" Cathy nodded, and hugged her mother back, all the while aware of her 
sister's grin.

Finally, the girls were alone. Irene was watching her sister like a hawk. Cathy 
couldn't stand it any more. "What are you staring at?" she demanded.

"This is going to be great! How many women get a sneak preview of how she'll 
look, when she's having a baby?"

"Knock it off!" Cathy shouted. "I have to talk to Mike, and you better not tell 
mom and dad!"

"Sure, invite Big Daddy over. Maybe we can all clean our teeth together!" Irene 
flopped down on the sofa, and laughed. "If you think I'm gonna let you guys 
fuck, while mom and dad are out, you're crazy!"

Cathy was livid! Her terrible idea from last night didn't seem so terrible any 
more! "I'm not stupid, you know!" she yelled, as she ran upstairs, to make her 
call. She closed and locked the bedroom door, took several deep breaths, to calm 
herself, then picked up the phone. "Hi, Mike?"

"Cathy!" he sounded so relieved to hear her! "I'm really sorry about last 
night!"

"No, I'm sorry Mike!" she had to bit her tongue, to keep from laughing. "It 
wasn't your fault the condom broke. Maybe something in my bag stabbed it. I had 
no right to call you an asshole over it! Listen, mom and dad are out for the 
day, and I can try to talk Irene into going to a movie, or something."

Worry, or not, Mike sounded very interested. "We'll have the house to 
ourselves?"

"Yep, big boy!" Cathy thought for a moment. "I'll really make it up to you, 
baby. I'll play the game with you too! Better then we ever played before! You'll 
swear it's really Irene with you! Since the damage is already done, we can skip 
the condoms too, ok?"

"Cat, you mean it?" he asked in a hushed voice. "I thought you'd be furious with 
me!"

"Well, I am a little mad, but I'm also a little horny, too. I think the thought 
of what's happening inside me, is turning me on!" she grinned. Mike's breathing 
was getting kind of ragged. He must be hard already! "Um, Mike, if you like, you 
can even be a little rough. The neighbors won't complain. Mr. Dodger is deaf, 
and the Thomson's are on vacation. I want to make the game seem just as real as 
possible!"

Just as she hung up, there was a knock at the bedroom door. "Cathy, I'm sorry. I 
have a little peace offering for you!"

Cathy opened the door, and Irene handed her a pair of mom's knitting needles, 
and a ball of yarn. Cathy thought fast. She screamed, and threw the needles 
across the room. She knew Irene meant the old knitting baby booties gag, but she 
needed to have a reason to storm out! She had just read a mystery, and one of 
the clues was that a knitting needle had been used as the murder weapon. It 
symbolized illegal black market abortions back in the sixties! "Oh God, Irene, 
that's horrible!" she shrieked. "How can you joke about me having an abortion? 
You know I could never do that! You're sick!"

"No, wait!" Irene called, as her sister ran down the stairs. "I didn't mean it 
that way! I swear! I wouldn't ever joke like that to you, honest!"

Cathy tried not to laugh, as she ran. She charged though the living room, and 
threw open the front door, and slammed it really hard. "Oh god, this is gonna be 
good!" she muttered, as she hid herself in the coat closet. Just in time too. It 
wasn't even five minutes later, when the doorbell rang! She opened the closet 
door, just a crack, and watched Irene answer the bell.

Irene was quite startled, when Michael pushed her inside, and took her in his 
arms. Cathy noted, with more then a little jealousy, that Irene hardly hesitated 
at all when he kissed her passionately. "Oh, that was nice! I hate to tell you 
Michael, but you got the wrong girl!" Irene grinned at him, and continued. "I'm 
really Irene."

Cathy, hidden in the closet, couldn't have planned it better! It sounded so much 
like how she starts their little game together. He closed, and locked the door. 
"I know, baby. I just wanted a chance to be alone with you." He kissed her 
again.

"Hey, once is enough! Don't push your luck!" Irene pulled away from him. "I'm 
not easy, like Cathy! Keep your hands to yourself, or I'll tell her you came on 
to me!"

Cathy clamped her hand over her mouth. "I am not easy!" she whispered. "Oh wow!" 
She couldn't believe her eyes! Mike was taking off his clothes!

Irene sputtered in rage. "What the hell are you doing, you pervert?"

"Don't play coy, Irene!" he kicked off his shoes, and slipped out of his slacks. 
When he tugged off his shorts, his already hard penis sprang forward. "You know 
you want me!" He threw his shirt on the floor, lunged at the frightened girl, 
and grabbed her around the waist. Hugging her tight, he pressed his erection 
firmly against her. "See what your sexy body has done to me?"

Irene looked down, and saw the damp dark stain his already dripping cock was 
smearing on her blouse, and the waist of her jeans. "Let me go!" Irene pulled 
away suddenly, and ran for the stairs. "Get out, Michael, or I'm calling the 
cops!"

"Yeah, baby! Make me work for it!" he shouted, as he bounded up the stairs after 
her.

Cathy slipped out of the closet, and crept up the stairs after them. "Hope he 
catches her, before she locks the door!" she heard a crash, and a scream. "Guess 
he made it!"

Cathy got to the bedroom door, just in time for Irene to scream again. "Please 
don't Michael! Cathy will be home soon! I'll let you guys alone. You can do 
whatever you want!"

Michael laughed. "I am doing what I want!" he leaped over the bed, and grabbed 
the cowering girl again. With a quick tug, he tore her blouse open. Buttons flew 
all over the room. "Let's see if your tits are as sexy as Cathy's!" while Irene 
struggled, he yanked her bra free of her heaving chest. "Damn, you're hot 
tonight, Cat! I hope Irene doesn't come home for a few hours!" "Oh fuck!" Cathy 
groaned. "The big dope blew it!"

Irene looked relieved. "This is a game? You guys are sick! Michael, I am Irene, 
really! Cathy and I had a fight, and she ran out!" she tried to pull her torn 
blouse over her breasts, but Mike still wouldn't let her go. "Are you listening, 
Michael? I really am Irene! Honest!"

"Oh, right." He grinned. "Sorry, baby. I didn't mean to drop out of character, 
'Irene'." He yanked her blouse completely off, and then struggled to get the 
uncooperative girl out of her bra.

"I'm not kidding!" Irene shrieked, as he shoved her onto the bed. "What are you 
doing?" her struggles began anew, as he fumbled with her jeans. He had to keep 
holding her, as he worked the buttons of her fly, one by one. "No! Cut it out!"

He yanked her jeans down, and grabbed her panties next. "Naughty girl. Look how 
wet you are! This is really turning you on, isn't it?"

"No! I don't want this!" she shouted, as he moved over her. "I'm not doing 
anything! My, my body is just responding to you!"

"Your body wants to be fucked!" he said happily, as he earnestly tried to shove 
his engorged member between her swelling lips. "I'm just the guy to do it, too!" 
Irene struggled, and fought. She brought up her hand, and tried to slap him. He 
easily blocked her feeble blow. "Oh yeah! I wasn't sure just how rough you 
wanted it!" He grinned, as he slapped her face. It wasn't hard, not at all, but 
Irene was stunned!

"Please no! Michael, I'm Irene! I'm still a virgin!" she begged him, as she 
desperately tried to shake him off. "Don't stick it in me!"

"Holy shit!" Cathy whispered. She was so hot from watching, that her hand had 
wondered to her jeans, all on it's own! "Do it!" she quietly cheered, as she 
unbuttoned them. "Take her cherry, Mike! Give her a baby, too!"

Irene suddenly gasped, as the swollen head slipped between her lips, and found 
the entry it sought. "Oh my God! Michael, please stop, I really am Irene!" He 
grinned hungrily down at her, and with a sudden lunge, buried himself completely 
in her body. The frightened young woman screamed, as her maidenhood was forever 
ripped away.

Shock, and understanding dawned on his face. "You, you really were a virgin?"

"Oh God, I told you I'm Irene!" she whimpered, "Take it out! Please take it out, 
before it's too late!"

Michael's breathing was growing ragged. "Irene, don't move! I, it feels so good! 
You have to let me calm down a little!"

"No!" she wailed as she writhed under him, trying to push him off. "Just get 
off! Don't you come in me! I'm not on the pill! Get it out of me!"

Cathy's jeans and panties were around her ankles now. She was standing in the 
doorway, fingering herself like crazy! "Fuck her!" she breathed. "Come on Mike! 
Fill her belly with sperm!"

"Hold still! Stop a second!" Michael ordered, as Irene thrashed in panic. She 
kept trying to push him off. All she succeeded in doing was to bring him even 
closer to ejaculating in her! Mike tried to hold back, but the poor guy never 
had a chance! "Fuck, I'm sorry!" he shouted, as he began to thrust into her. "I 
just have to do it! You're making me so hot!"

"No, stop it!" she gasped. "Get it out of me!"

Cathy was out of control. "Fuck her, Mike!" she shouted, as her orgasm took her.

Irene looked at the bedroom door in panic. "Cathy, make him stop!" her struggles 
were getting weaker. "What's happening to me? This is wrong! I don't, I, stop 
it, I don't want this!"

"Oh my god!" Cathy panted. "Mike, keep going! She's just about to have the big 
"O"!"

"Oh shit, this is so good!" Michael gasped, as he pumped harder. Irene wasn't 
struggling much, and the sound of three people panting, filled the room. "Cat, 
I'm gonna come in her!" he finally grunted, and his whole body stiffened.

"Mike, do it! Squirt her full! Make my sister pregnant too!" Cathy screamed, as 
her fingers brought her yet another powerful climax.

Irene gasped. "No!" she whimpered, even as her hips rose to meet his. "Don't you 
make me! Don't make me pregnant!" she cried out again, but this time, not in 
pain. Cathy recognized the sound. It was the same one she always made, when 
having a really good orgasm!

Mike grunted, and Cathy dove on the bed, leaving her jeans were they lay on the 
floor. "Do it!" she gasped, as she watched the base of his cock jerk. She gently 
caressed his testicles, feeling them pulse, thrilling at the knowledge that his 
sperm was spurting deep into her unprotected sister. "Oh wow, that's it! Put a 
baby in Irene's belly!" It seemed to go on forever! Mike finally managed to snap 
out of his lustful spell, and quickly rolled off the weeping girl. "See Irene, 
wasn't that great?" Cathy said, as she sat next to her teary eyed sister. 
Michael looked truly frightened now, as he hurried down stairs, to get his 
clothes. "It won't be so bad. This way, we'll even stay identical."

"How could you?" Irene whispered, as she stared at the milky white fluid seeping 
from her body. There was just a hint of pink in it, from her virgin's blood. 
"How could you let him rape me?"

"Listen Irene," Cathy hurried to explain. "Don't you dare accuse Mike of rape! 
He really did think it was me! We always play "Rape Irene" I just got so mad at 
you, that I had to show you what it's like!"

Irene took her sister off guard, and slapped her face hard! "I was a virgin! I 
wanted to be a virgin on my wedding night! You ruined that!" Irene grabbed her 
sister, and threw her on the bed. She sat on her back, and pinned her down. 
"Michael, get the hell up here!"

"Get off!" Cathy muttered, the pillow muffling her voice. "You climaxed! You 
liked it!"

"That's not the point!" she screamed, as Mike ran back into the room. "Michael, 
tell me the truth. Did you guys ever try anal sex?"

It was Cathy's turn to scream. "Mike, don't you dare!"

The confused young man just stared at the struggling young women's ass. "Um, Cat 
never let me even think about trying that." He muttered.

Irene grinned through her tears. "Good, then that's my price!"

"Cathy tried to get up, but Irene wouldn't let her move an inch. "What price?" 
she finally asked.

"If you don't let Michael fuck your ass, right now. I'll call the cops, and 
report a rape!" Irene got up, and slapped her sister's bare bottom. "I bet you 
both would go to jail!" Cathy tried to roll away, but her sister slapped her 
again. "I mean it, Cathy!" Irene grabbed the phone, and punched in 91. "Should I 
press the last number?"

"Ok, he can try it, just a little bit, then we're even." Cathy got up, and made 
as if to go to the bathroom.

Irene grabbed her wrist, yanking her roughly back to the bed. "Where do you 
think you're going?"

"I, I just wanted to get the baby oil, or some Vaseline. I have to get ready for 
this."

"Nope, no just trying it a little bit, and no oil!" Irene laughed. "He has to 
fuck you dry! He has to really pound your butt! The only oil you get, is when he 
fills your hiney with his semen!" She looked at Mike, and saw the tent in his 
slacks. She knew he was eager for this! "Michael, what are you waiting for? Look 
at that pretty ass! It's a virgin ass! How many men get to take to virginities 
in one hour!"

Cathy gave in, and the trembling girl lay back down, on to her tummy. "Mike, 
please take it easy!" she begged, as he moved over her.

"No Michael, do it hard, as hard as you like!" Irene grinned at his eagerness. 
"Remember, if I don't see you really slam it in her, I'll call the cops!"

"Sorry Cat, I guess it's only fair!" He pressed the head of his cock, at her 
tight little opening, and tried to force his way in. "Shit, she's tight back 
there! I can't get in!"

Cathy cried out, as he increased the pressure. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, Irene! 
It hurts! Please let him stop!"

"Relax, sister dear. I really will call the cops, if you don't let him do it!" 
Irene gently kissed her sisters cheek, before whispering in the sobbing girl's 
ear. "If you don't let him fuck your ass, just think of all the guys that will 
fuck his, behind bars!"

Cathy screamed as the swollen head of Mike's cock, finally managed to gain 
entry. "It hurts, oh god it hurts! Isn't this enough?" she begged.

"Don't be such a big baby!" Irene laughed. "Let's ask Michael, if he thinks you 
had enough."

"Oh Christ, she's so tight! It's better then I ever thought it would be!" The 
young man began to force his engorged member, deeper and deeper, into Cathy's 
bottom.

Irene giggled. "I guess that answers things!"

Cathy moaned and whimpered, as Mike began to pump. "Please, I can't take it!" 
she cried. "Let him stop!" The sobbing girl gripped the sheets, her knuckles 
turning white, as Mike repeatedly rammed his cock into her.

"Do you want to stop, Michael?" Irene asked breathlessly. Her fingers had 
wandered to her own dampness. "I'll let you now. I think she's suffered enough, 
don't you?"

"I, I can't stop now!" he gasped, as he pounded harder. In a few frenzied 
moments, his breathing became ragged and labored. "Cathy, I love you!" he 
grunted, as with one final plunge, he pumped his hot seed, deep into the crying 
girl's bottom.

Irene patted her sister's trembling shoulder, as Michael carefully pulled out of 
her bottom, and got off of the bed. "There, it wasn't so bad now, was it? I'll 
let you in on a little secret. I've let Bobby do my butt a bunch of times, 
before he left for college. Slowly, with lots of lube though!" she helped her 
sister sit up. "He knew I was saving my virginity for marriage! It's just like 
you said, sister dear, this way, we stay identical!"

Cathy looked at her sister, and wiped the tears from her eyes. "Irene, can you 
ever forgive me?"

"I think that's up to Michael," she looked pointedly at the nervous young man. 
"Do you think you can handle two girlfriends, from now on?" He just nodded. 
"Good! Because when you graduate, you are marrying me first, and then Cathy, 
although it really doesn't matter which one is first. We're all going to live 
happily ever after, together!"

"But, I can't have two wives!" he stammered.

"Why not? You raped two women! You're going to have two babies!" The sisters 
looked at each other, and forgot all their anger. "Cathy, maybe you'll have a 
boy, and I'll have a girl!"

"That would be so cool!" Cathy hugged her sister. It was kind of weird, hugging 
a naked girl, but kind of nice, too! She had a feeling they would be closer then 
they ever were, before everything was through!

Michael looked like he was about to cry, as he watched his two lovers making up. 
"Don't I get a say in this?" he finally mumbled.

"No!" they laughed together, as they watched him fumble once more into his 
clothes.

Cathy smiled weakly. "What's wrong Mike, not man enough to handle two hot 
women?"

Irene giggled. "You said so yourself, guys all dream of having twins! You got 
your wish!"

Mike stood still for a moment. "You guys win," he whispered meekly, as he once 
more let his slacks drop to the floor. He still looked scared, and rather 
embarrassed, but there was no hiding one important fact. He was hard again, 
already!





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