Back to the present time I was never happier in my choice of wife than on the first afternoon I cheated on Jan. I know how weird that sounds, but it’s true. My wife, in fact, had asked me to spend the afternoon with Luanne. Of course, Jan hadn’t expected me to spend those hours “getting to know” her twin sister in quite the sense Luanne and I decided on. But then, two more opposite twins I’ve never heard of, either.
Like me, fresh out of many years of working in the sports store and losing most of my savings, I was determined to make a go of our new business. I put everything I had in this small sporting store plus Jan’s lovely figure and calm posture and manners. She always has an easy smile as a relaxed, trusting sort. I won’t mince words, a real quality fuck as i described earlier. I like nothing better than to have her on her back, her long legs up and around my middle as I plow her heavy duty tool. I never pullout or wear a rubber, since we’re hoping to have a kid. So I get to feel the full force of her ecstatic, convulsing fuckhole as we climax together.
As I have mentioned in the beginning of this story, I’m not used to limiting myself to just one dish, no matter how tasty! So, naturally, I get a yen for some variety, on occasion. And Luanne supplies it, in spades! She is Jan’s twin, but not identical. Fact is, they’re almost completely different! Jan’s serious and intense; Luanne’s fun-loving and carefree. She’s also a bit chunky, though not grossly fat. Her boobs are a little bigger than Jan’s thirty one-inches, but not nearly so firm. They sag some, but they’re also lacking the tan lines of her more-conventional sister’s. Both twins have hair, but Jan’s is fuller and a few inches shorter. Jan’s brown to chestnut eyes are natural, while Luanne changes tinted contact lenses according to whatever mood she’s in. I was aware of all these differences, even before I left Jan at her insistence to mind the store for a day and take a drive with Luanne in my car. Supposedly I was to drive her around shopping since her car was in the mechanics shop. But I also knew it was Jan’s idea to let us get closer, know more about each other. I mentioned the fact to Luanne and she laughed.
Yeah she purred her eyes (green for the day) sparkling in the bright summer sunshine.
“That sounds like Jan”
She wiggled her wide butt closer to me and allowed how she was quite unlike her sister. I was about to agree, when she reached over and gave my pants front a hearty squeeze. I swerved the car, but luckily the country road was deserted except for us. I braked to a stop and gave her a wild look. Luanne just stared back into my eyes.
“Unlike Jan,” she said at last, “I’m a loose, cocksucking slut!”
That sounded too much like a putdown to me, so I raised my chin in pride.
“Jan’s a darned skillful cocksucker herself,”
I said. Luanne shrugged, murmured with a grin that she was glad to hear it.
“It was about time she found a guy who brings out the animal in her,”
Luanne said.
“But that doesn’t change what I am, Sugar! And anytime you get bored–here I am!”
I was about to tell her I loved her sister and would never do anything like that to her, when she went on.
“Only one rule, Sugar. Jan never knows, okay? She’s a bit too goody-goody for me, but she’s my sister. And, by the way, you just better make her happy–or I’ll likely give you a knee where it hurts, for damned sure!”
It was the first time I’d seen Luanne act serious about anything and it impressed me. Funny thing, it also aroused me! And when I gave my head a tilt, admitted it to her, the self-proclaimed “cocksucking slut” giggled, snuggling herself right up next to me in the car seat.
“Let’s discuss this further,” she purred, fingers playing up from my knee, toward my belted waist.
“There’s a motel over by the interchange, off Route 74. I know it well.”
Yeah, I thought. I just bet you do!
We made that motel in no time and within moments “Mr. and Mrs. Jones” were behind closed, locked doors and their clothes were coming off, fast. She closed the blinds, then stripped and proceeded to remove my clothes.
We got in the shower together, where she started bathing me. My cock was hard before I got in the shower, just from looking at her beautiful young body, so when she started soaping my cock, I was almost ready to come. She sat on the edge of the tub after washing the soap off, and started licking on my cock. As my cockhead started swelling from the magic of her tongue, she inserted my cock in her mouth, gripped my hips with both hands, and began sliding her mouth back and forth. The entrance of her throat was jamming against my cockhead as she moved forward, then her palate would rub against the sensitive ridge until her teeth raked across it as she pulled back. My nuts began tightening, and I grasped handfuls of her long black hair, fucking her mouth like crazy. Each time my cock smashed into the opening of her throat, a shot of cum would spurt down her throat. As she pulled back, I could feel her throat swallowing my cum. It was my first post-marriage cum that didn’t involve Jan and I trembled, aftershocks jetting two more, lesser pulses of semen into my slutty sister-in-law’s mouth.
I stepped out of the tub to dry off while she finished her bath, then went to bed to lie down and regain my strength. I was trying to recall if I had ever had a more enjoyable blow-job, when she came to the bed nude and started kissing me while fondling my cock. She would run her hands over my body, feeling how firm my muscles were and telling me how much she loved it.
Luanne twisted in my arms, pulling free of the bent finger I’d fed up her soppy slit. My hand glided across her turning thigh, that moist finger drawing a glistening line across goose pimpled flesh. Her thick, wide tongue splashed and slurped at my beard, smacking my chin and moving crossways over my teeth. She took my half-hard cock in both fists and tugged, pulling it and twisting her wrists. With no hesitation, Luanne went to her knees on the bare, dusty floor. Her wide mouth opened, she sucked my hanging balls inside and gave my sac a sudden shake. I groaned, shifting my weight from one leg to the other.
With my balls wet with her hot spit, Luanne widened her mouth and let my sac tumble free, its wrinkled mass jiggling against her upturned cheeks. I took hold of her head by the ears and directed her mouth up, onto my bobbing hard member once again.
She sucked me down with eagerness, enveloping my pulsing meat with a saliva-lined sucking mouth. With her tongue resting, flat and comfortable against my nearly-swallow, prick, Luanne made a happy, throaty noise. Her head began to bob, seesawing up and down on my thrilled seven incher. I gasped and groaned, rolling my fingers in her soft, brown hair. My hips rolled, pushing back at her sucking face. I let out a thin cry, as my thick spunk exploded out into Luanne’s fast-swallowing mouth. When my cum was exhausted, she continued to fondle my cock with her mouth for several moments, then pumped on with her hand and licked every drop from the head as she milked me dry.
I relaxed my grip on her head and tried to regain my breath. But Luanne went right on lapping up my seed. I’d heard somewhere that cum was fattening, so I was half-convinced I now knew why Luanne was chunky, while Jan was trim.
Still, thinking of Jan didn’t bring forth the guilt I would have guessed it might. Maybe it was knowing that Luanne would never tell–that she had as much to lose from Jan finding out as I did. And, yes, Luanne was one terrific cocksucker! No better or worse than my wife, just excitingly different! I told her so, when she finally broke her seemingly endless lip lock.
Luanne nodded, then grinned a wet, cum-soaked grin. She got to her feet, as I fondled her bare tits and pulled her close. Her magic tongue would lick my neck, then fuck into my ear. Her hands went around my middle, descending to grab my butt. My cock was tingling, not yet hard, but on the way to recovery. I liked how it seemed to rest quite naturally in the soft, lightly furred curves of her bare crotch. I placed my head on her thigh just inches from her love box, spreading the firm lips with my fingers. She had my cock in her mouth, and her tongue was doing its magic trick of creating erotic pleasure. As I fondled her pussy, flicking my finger over her large firm clit, then dipping it in her love tunnel, she started producing white foamy cream just like her twin sister my wife. The scent was the most erotic smell in the world to me, causing me to want to taste this beautiful young girl’s love potion. I buried my face in this heavenly, erotic pussy and began paying homage to it with my mouth and tongue. I moved my lips up around her clit and started a sucking, nibbling action. Her hips began to spasm, and she clamped my head between her thighs, madly hunching against my face.
“You come to me,” she said, slowly pulling free, “Whenever you feel like straying from my loving sister, Okay? I’ll handle it, and make sure no accidents happen!”
I half-wondered what that was supposed to mean. But when she turned to her purse, pulled out a fresh condom and fitted it over my swelling cock, her comment was explained. She arranged herself on the bed, facing the far wall. I moved into position behind her, and we went at it, doggie-style.
She was one loud, foulmouthed fuck–another difference from responsive, but vocally restrained Jan. Anyway, we had a real good fuck. And after I filled the rubber, we showered off together and got dressed. Had a real heart-to-heart talk as we did so, accomplishing what Jan had had in mind, in addition to fulfilling our own, lusty agenda!
That evening, Jan asked me how my afternoon had gone. Had I “got to know” Luanne better? I grinned, told her yes, but of course we’d need other chances to develop our, err, relationship. Jan accented that and kissed me. Then, discovering my hard-on, she settled on it and we began to screw. Perfect way. I thought, to end a memorable and important day.