I Have Twin Girlfriends Novels & Stories

I knew that already that was why I knew that they were talking shit when they said they didn't know she was my girlfriend. I have even joined them and did that twice at a party, fucking another person's girlfriend whilst they picked theirs but little did I expect that it would be that heartbreaking. I really hated myself that period and I regretted fucking other's girlfriends but the did has already been done. The funny part of it was that my girlfriend was showing nonchalant when I confronted her, maybe thinking she had gotten the twin as her new boyfriend so why should she care about my anger, but when the twin told her they didn't Know who she was the next day was when her sanity returned

She looks at me and groans. “No, I am just really horrified. I saw the really hot guy and I thought he was your brother and that the other guy was your boyfriend. It turns out they were the couple and I just looked like a homophobic idiot,” she says. “Harlan is actually my twin, not my boyfriend, and Austin and Harlan are soulmates, Austin is my best friend,” I tell her.

Sometimes people wondered if the twins share the same girlfriend but no one can actually tell who their girlfriend is. Well, that’s one thing Lisa prides herself with. She doesn’t miss a chance to pose as the twins girlfriend and because of that fellow pornstars paid her lots of respect. “Aiden!” Lisa calls out to Aiden when she saw him cupping and sexually touching another pornstars breast.

Fuck. Of course that isn't what happened. The twins enemies did not fucking do this. They did. They got bored of me. They fell out of love with me. Or maybe they realized that they never loved me. They just wanted to fuck me. I was the shiny, new, never before used toy and they wanted someone to have fun and use and that is what I was for them. That shiny, new, never before used toy. That someone they could have fun with. I am such a fucking stupid idiot.

She shouted in response. Becca and Morgan are twins, and both are my co-cheerleaders. Well, I'm just the captain. The Clarke twins are the best of my best friends. Cassidy Hansen is Morgan's girlfriend, and they are the hottest lesbian couple around the school. And I don't hate them. I actually found them amusingly cute. Well, I just knew everything about those two, and I have witnessed all the hardships that they've faced since our ninth grade. I have helped them with their relationship, and fortunately, they are happy now. What are best friends for, right? ---

I nearly gagged. The twins had both wandered off, having football talk with some males I supposed. I decided it was time to get some dirt, that’s what I do, afterall. The best approach is usually just total bluntness, they won’t see it coming and they’ll just give a more direct and honest answer because they have to think on their feet. “So which one of the guy’s girlfriends was your favorite, and why,” I asked, keeping a straight face. I felt like I should be recording this.

“Everything okay?” I hesitated, not wanting to unload too much, but her face was open, easy to talk to. “It’s complicated,” I said. “I’ve got twins, Dahlia and Delilah. They’re five, full of energy. And my… partner, Oliver, he’s been dealing with some family issues too.” She tilted her head, her smile soft. “Twins sound like a handful,” she said. “What are they like?” I grinned, thinking of them. “They’re amazing,” I said. “Dahlia’s the talker, always asking questions. Delilah’s quieter, loves drawing. They keep me busy, but I love it.”

Twin Guardians 2 After Vanessa left in the cab, the house felt quieter than usual. I paced the living room, my mind racing with thoughts of Valerie. Identical twins—same voluptuous body, same heavy tits that begged to be grabbed, same thick ass that swayed like it was made for smacking. I had jerked off to Vanessa countless times, picturing her bent over, moaning my name as I pounded her from behind. Now her exact copy was coming to stay. Alone with me for a week. My cock twitched in my shorts just thinking about it.

they both called out. I cried harder as I hugged them tightly, overjoyed. “Kuya, I think we hurt him!” the girl scolded her twin. “Tsk! He won’t get hurt, Enna. Look at his body—it’s all muscles!” the boy replied with a grin, making me smile through my tears. “True,” Enna agreed. “My twins,” was all I could say as I embraced them tightly and closed my eyes. “If this is just a dream, please… don’t wake me up,” I whispered. But then someone kissed my cheek and said:

"I can't do this, Noah. I won't be the other woman. Even if it's 'technically' allowed, it feels wrong." "You're not the other woman," he growled. "You're the woman." "To you, maybe," I said sadly. "But to everyone else? I'm the twin who slept with the best man. I'm the drama. I'm the homewrecker." "We didn't wreck anything—" "Not yet!" I interrupted. "But we will." I grabbed the door handle. I needed to escape. The air in the room was too thick, too charged with a future I couldn't have.