Sex With Twins Novels & Stories

They were especially adept at sniffing out liars and fakes; they always knew when someone was hiding something or not being straight with them. Perhaps tragically, the twins had never used this astonishing gift for anything more than seducing the opposite sex: as a tag-team package deal, they’d managed to get women interested in a threesome, and in most cases, it was the woman’s first such experience. Not a single woman left the bed unhappy, unsatisfied, or unwilling to make a return trip.

one in, one out, trading places in a haze of friction. Elias knelt by my face, feeding me his cock to muffle my screams, while Marcus and Victor joined the fray, their hands everywhere, smacking my ass, groping my breasts, choking my throat lightly. The twins dirty talk blended. ‘Fuck, she's gripping so tight, this dual-dick darling' pushing me higher. Orgasms blurred into one endless peak, my body a live wire of sensation. Cum filled me from both ends, Jaime and Theo pulsing in unison, their releases mixing inside me.

‘She’ explained what it was like to have sex with identical twin brothers, how it wasn’t freaky, but totally different to have sex with men that looked exactly alike. I went into detail about things they’d told me, about how they’d been in a relationship with a woman before, so this wasn’t new to them, and that they were close enough that they didn’t want to have separate partners. The triplets had said the same thing, and the fact that they’d shared everything their entire lives meant that when it came to sex, they didn’t see it as any different to sharing anything else.

“Make them take all three. I want to see limits broken today.” The twins stood up. Sophia bent over the bed, ass up. Selena lay on her back beside her, her legs spread wide. I didn’t hesitate. I pushed the two upper cocks into Sophia’s tight pussy at the same time. She screamed as both thick shafts stretched her wide. At the same time, I slammed the lower, girthier cock deep into Selena’s pussy. Double vaginal on one twin. Deep penetration on the other. I started thrusting. The feeling was insane — fucking two different pussies with three cocks simultaneously. Sophia was moaning like a whore, her pussy stretched obscenely around both cocks. Selena was clawing at the sheets as my thick lower

have sex with them? I glance at the black-haired twin. His expression is unreadable, but his honey-amber eyes burn into me with an intensity that makes my stomach clench. “We’re offering you a way to get back at your husband,” the black-haired twin says, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. “To show him what he’s missing out on.” “And to have the best sex of your life,” the brown-haired twin adds with a smirk. “Consider it our… celebratory gift for your newfound freedom.”

He moved around the kitchen with that easy confidence I loved, cracking eggs, slicing fruit, and occasionally glancing over to make sure I was comfortable. After we ate, we moved to the couch. Alex pulled my legs onto his lap and began gently massaging my swollen ankles. The touch was heavenly. I sighed in contentment, leaning back against the cushions. Then he cleared his throat. “Bella,” he started, voice careful, “I’ve been reading more about pregnancy sex. Especially with twins and it being high-risk. I want to make sure we’re doing everything safely.” I couldn’t help but smile. His concern was adorable.

I rubbed myself against it slowly, teasing both of us. “Take me,” he said, his voice rough. I lowered myself onto his cock slowly. Inch by inch, he stretched me open. The feeling was so full, so perfect. When he was completely inside me, I stayed still for a moment, enjoying the deep connection. Damien moved behind me. He kissed my back and neck while rubbing lube on his cock and my ass. He pushed one finger inside my tight hole, then two, preparing me carefully. When I was ready, Damien pushed his long cock into my ass slowly. The feeling of both twins inside me at the same time — one in my pussy, one in my ass — was overwhelming. I cried out in pleasure and a little pain that quickly turne

I gave my Mafia husband forty years of marriage. His last request was that I stop making things difficult for my stepsister. “She has no one, Elena. Let her keep what I gave her.” The night my stepsister fled her arranged marriage, my stepmother drugged me and sent me to Dante De Luca’s penthouse to save the family’s shipping deal. When I woke, I told him the truth. “Call off the wedding. I’ll explain everything.” The young Mafia boss fastened my open collar. “You’re the one I’ll be waiting for tomorrow. I take care of my wife.” For a while, he did. He remembered my favorite food and stayed beside me through my nightmares. I began to believe he could love me. Three years later, Evelyn called

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE The silence after the door closed was a special kind of cruelty. It stretched between Carlton and me, filling the room with everything neither of us could say at the moment. I had been stupid. Not only had I slept with my twin sister's husband, I had gotten pregnant by him too. Twelve weeks. Why didn't it ever occur to me, once in that entire mansion to take contraceptives? Why hadn't I thought far enough ahead when Carlton was apparently doing it without a condom, night after night, like consequences were something that happened to other people?

It’s not like him to be so hands-on or want me glued to his side like this and Gino is watching with interest while depositing his own drink on the table. I have a moment of alarm, a pang of doubt as I remember brothers from high school and how they were famed for group fucking the same girl; that was their kink—brotherly banging one girl at one time and my eyes dart from one to the other in alarm. If Gino likes that kind of thing, maybe Alexi is willing, even if he does have me on a sex ban. Is that what twins deem appropriate because they are technically from one cell and half of one person?