Titness

Titness The good thing about this particular story is that it actually took place for real....in a small English town in the late Nineteen Nineties, to be precise. One day I was home from College and decided to enjoy my freedom of the house and take a shower first, followed by a little nudist session of roaming around as nature intended. I even did what I was always tempted to do and walked past the large front windows completely nude....available for anyone whatsoever to see my 17 year old body and its various attachments. That gave me a great sense of freedom and fun and I was certainly glad to be away from the stuffy math lesson at school that afternoon. The sun was beating down through crystal-clear windows and I then decided to do a spot of sunbathing right there on the floor. After about ten minutes of enjoying the feeling of warm rays of golden sunlight massaging my entire torso and more importantly my genitalia, I reached down and started to masturbate as an teen virgin does. I had read in a psychology textbook that the psychoanalyst William Reich believes any stifling of orgasms amongst the young is severely damaging to the later emotional growth. I was converted to his cause right away and decided to be natural with my own body right there in front of the couch and tv. Just as my appendage grew to its full four and a half inches, though, I heard a knock at the door and was shocked out of m skin at the thought of my parents returning home early from work for perhaps the first time in my life. Startled, I wrapped the damp towel around myself once more and headed for the window to see which of them it was. Standing at the door were not my parents at all but two curly headed females a couple of years older than myself, maybe around 19 or so. They did not see me peak at them. I tied the towel tighter around my skinny waist and headed for the door. They were when embarrassed when I opened it, on seeing my just out of the bath or shower. They played innocent and were Jehovah's Witnesses selling a copy of their 'watchtower' booklet around the local neighbourhood. Instantly, I had images in my mind of both of them in bed with local greying old men with enormous bellies and bad old breath. What other kinds of people had greeted them on their travels throughout repressed old suburbia? 'Oh afternoon girls!' came my falsely cool greeting. They both giggled a high pitched 'Hi there' in return. In stereo. They were twins! Both had exactly the same hair and clothes too. Curly brown hair, blond and fuzzy at the ends where it had been bleached by the sun. They had brown leather back satchels full of their little booklets and each was wearing a light summer dress, with a minute floral pattern and buttoned up the front from neck to ankle. After I checked out their upbeat friendly smiles I noticed only one of them had breasts.....an obvious boob job. I can't say that I showed a great interest in converting to their faith but I made it clear that I had just now stepped out of the shower and that I felt embarrassed in the typically English way. By this time my erection was making itself manifest through the wet cloth.....I saw one of them eyeing it with some reluctance. Then, in the background, the local vicar cycled pat and before he got the chance to spot me and ask me by name I wasn't at school I offered the girls indoors without room to accept a denial; I simply turned around and headed for the couch. 'Do you want a copy of our booklet?' the non-breasted one asked. 'No' I replied and said 'how come only one has breasts......surgery?" They both smiled the warmest and most welcoming smiles ever...they had obviously been working hard with scant reward. My personal approach and teenage brashness got their juices flowing right away. 'Yes, surgery,' the boobless sister continued, 'I had to remove them last summer!' 'What, take your implants out?' I asked. 'No, she said, breast cancer.....and my mother the same a few years ago.' 'Oh I am sorry to hear it.....you're still beautiful. Unbelievably gorgeous in fat,' came my awkward response. I suddenly felt guilty as hell for getting erect over the titless twin whose chest I found a dozen times more enticing than the girl with the firm bra-less glands . Here I was feeling awkward, however, when the two girls faces started to light up in response to my human and warm reaction the family illness. They knew that if they show the scars on the one twin's chest that I would not shrink away.....and they were absolutely right. 'excuse my but do you two have names?' I asked. 'Fiona.......and this is Pepper' said the breasted one. Then, Pepper started to smile even wider than before and as the atmosphere in the room began to get more cheery she started to unbutton her dress......from the button to the top and not the other way around. I want to emphasise that because she was soon standing right in the centre of the room completely bare except for some white panties with miniscule red flowers on them......completely feminine. Her body was lean and firm.....almost a slight six-pack of stomach muscles but nothing extraordinary. Except, that is, for the two pink scars across her chest. I saw them and looked into her eyes. She saw I was not squeamish and reached out her arms towards me. I embraced her and licked her scars straight away. Fiona was now lying back in her chair and smiling warmly. No-one spoke a word. Pepper wrapped her arms around my head and we enjoyed our two warm bodies touching......skin on skin.It was wonderful for a teenage virgin to see such a beauty unclothed. When I pulled back to take another look at her I noticed her chest resembled that of an eleven year old boy....slightly muscular but feminine She seemed perfect for me in a way I could not describe. I pushed the dress off her shoulders onto the floor and pull her underwear off....they were wet and warm and smelled sweat. A new and novel experince for me back then! She pulled my towel off andmy small but erect penis slapped against my stomach. My erection never went horizintally but always went towards by belly button. Both girls laughed out loud and then looked at eachother. There was a silence and then the pounced me. Both pinned my to the warm sun drenched carpet and started to lick my cock and balls. My legs were wide apart, doing the splits....thank god I had just scrubbed my ass clean ten minutes earlier! Fiona took my penis into her mouth and began to pump into into the back of her throat.. She enjoyed it that's for certain. She made some happy cooing noises whilst her sister gave me an emotional embrace and kissed my neck and nipples. Her hair fell down over my face and chest......it felt wonderful and I could not believe my luck. The sensations this gave me at 17 years old can only be compared to being gang banged by a posse of angels or maybe a some supermodels. Back in the mid 1990s I would get dizzy just seeing a breast through a blouse! Pepper started to kiss me hard, her tongue was very aggressive and hyperactive. The position she was in meant her sister's blowjobbing head was between her own thighs, since Pepper was straddling my stomach, each knee either side of my chest. When Fiona came up for air she look straight into her sister lower regions and began to lick.....not her front but her hind regions. Swirling her boiling hot tongue around her twin sister anus entrance. Pepper let out a mild grown of enjoyment....but hardly reacted at all. It became obvious that the twins at gotten used to eachothers bodies to the point of ultimate and unrivalled intimacy.......after all one now had her tongue up the other shit hole. It occurred to me that they got to know each other following Pepper's surgery. Maybe she didn't dare to bare all in front of the guys at college or whatever. It also occured to me that I had struck gold today. Pepper sat up and put my small four and a halfinch penis into her vagina......it was small but didn't seem to notice. She was panting and was getting rid of her religious repressions. As Pepper energetically rode my penis, Fiona stood up and removed her underwear....she was wearing her flowery summer dress and hitched it up to her waist before sitting atop my face. I put my tonge in as deep as it would go.........my nose was against the livery flesh of her clitoris which had a strong acidic smell....it was boiling hot. After only thirty seconds of this Fiona gushed hot liquid all over my face.....which suprised me greatly. I swallowed some and started to gasp for air. Fiona was lying on her back. Pepper was still riding hard. Her vagina was very tight but now it grew even tighter as she started to cum passionately. I look up at her and placed my hands acros the scars on her chest. She smiled a wonderful smile and began to grind her hips very deeply until she screamed out loud with a long orgasm. Fiona sat bolt upright and stared at the window behind her twin's shoulder. I sat up too and gained through rash beams of sunlight to make out the figure behind the glass. 'Ah, that's my mother' I said quietly and mopped up some cum o out of my bellybutton.