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.
