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Daddy's Hot Twins

By Jason Cannon

Chapter 1

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."

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