The Perfect Stranger
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				Title: <strong>The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>19-10-2018, 18:13:08</strong>
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				It was another perfect saturday night. The mood was just right, the makeup sat just as it should and the tight fitting gold dress seemed to cling to Clarissa's body perfectly as she made her way through the packed crowd at the club. Her mission was to get to the dancefloor and work off the extra meal she had that week. Dancing was as good a way to do so than any other. Of course she preferred to work it out with someone and at just that moment her brother was nowhere to be seen.<br><br>She had always been close to her twin brother Sam, but recently they had gotten closer than ever before. Something she didn't think possible given their history together. It was fun at first, dressing him up in her clothes, but now it had become their favourite passtime to see how far they could push it. So now they had begun going out at night and picking up strangers. The results were mixed to say the least, but Clarissa had a feeling that this was their night.<br><br>Sam, or Sammie as she liked to call him, was off somewhere in the club. Hopefully getting drinks or scouting for a good pick-up. Untill then Clarissa was going to work the dancefloor like she owned it. Hell, the twins might have.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>19-10-2018, 19:57:11</strong>
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				Johnny kept to the bar most of the time he spent in clubs. He'd never been so much of a dancer, he lacked the grace, but he still did well. The combination of a construction site manager's salaries and a former college American Football star. Of course that dream died with a string of injuries, but Johnny was smart enough to put his physical fitness and diligent nature to work and he soon found he did well around labor. Big and blue collar enough to get the worker's respect while smart enough to manage both people and money. <br><br>He also had a certain confidence to him, a boldness with which he liked to approach even complete strangers. A little bit of that lower class charm, edge taken off by success. He had a tendency to go home with just about anyone with a fun enough attitude, although some of that he tended to keep quiet about. <br><br>Tonight he was drinking a strong whiskey, enough to have a buzz running through him while his eyes scanned the dance floor. There was no shame to the way he stared the girls up and down, admiring everything from their makeup to their hair to their clothes and their bodies. He was an attentive man, and he knew what he liked. Tonight his eye was easily caught by the flash of a gold dress. A bold move and one that would always turn heads. <br><br>When he scanned his eyes up her body taking in each detail he began to think he recognized her by the upper thigh. A sign he'd spent far too much time staring before. He didn't have to see her face to be sure it was Clarissa. He remembered back in school he would stare at her tight, tempting little body. But she was always a flirt that never gave in. He remembered her being one of the rich kids. A little too good for someone like him, he'd always been sure she thought. But now he was much wealthier and had traded in the low budget wardrobe for a still rugged but more more sculpted look. Rather than approaching he just enjoyed the view, bluntly staring until she caught his eye.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>21-10-2018, 05:43:13</strong>
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				They'd always been close, closer than brother and sister should be, and now that they'd turned 18 and had payments from their trust fund they had no need to ever worry about money. As such their lives had been one giant party the past few years, they'd been coming home giggling in each other arms, until finally they started kissing each other. And then more. Much more. Their love of each other was only stopped by their love for excess in general, and the idea that they could get more out of it. So they'd started going out looking for threesome partners. They hadn't had much luck until Clarissa had suggested what a cute girl Sam could make. It started a halloween costume, the two of them as matching slutty witches. None of them had ever really thought about how little of a fight he'd put up. They had developed a mantra - fun and slutty. Be fun and slutty, they told each other whenever they got pouty or less than enthusiastic about going out, snagging a man, and bringing him home or going to his. <br><br>They had had a spa appointment earlier that day and so were at their freshest and sexiest. Sam had even gotten a full bikini waxing this time, he could still remember the attendant telling him to calm down she hadn't ripped the whole thing off when he'd cried when the tape got removed. It made his already cute cock look even cuter he thought. Their skin completely smooth, makeup touched up, hair styled, and massaged and made ready for a night of fun, they'd went home and put on their dresses and gone out to party. <br><br>He had always been androgynous, gifted with the same wide hips and full backside as his sister naturally. With the help of makeup and hair styling, months of practice in skyscraper heels, and what he called the 'fun slut' died she'd put him on, they now really were practically a matched pair. As it was, a very padded bra and carefully applied tape were the only things he needed to give himself an illusion of being just as girly and fuckable as his sister. His hair was just as long, and just as styled into thick curls, his makeup just as dark, sexy, fun, and slutty, applied by his own skilled hand, his nails done the same as hers just in a dark purple to match his dress and shoes. <br><br>He wore a dress in the same style as hers, short, tight, slutty. It had to cover his chest for obvious reasons, unfortunatley, but otherwise it made him look just as much fun as his wonderful sister Clarissa. Fun and slutty, those were their bylaws. To look at them, they looked like identical twin girls, and it was the sort of thing that brought dates to them like moths to a flame. When they'd started going out Sam had insisted they take home girls and guys. So far they hadn't taken home a single girl and Sam had yet to complain. <br><br>Of course the guys had been a mixed bag. Most had been fun, Clarissa had a good eye for that, but none had been fun <em>enough</em> to get a second invite. They'd done lots of fun things with them, lots of fun, slutty things. A few had freaked about doing anything with Sam and he'd gone off pouting while the guy and his sister had fun, but lately most of them had eagerly nailed one of the twins and then...well passed out or been finished honestly. It had led to ongoing disputes about who got the D first, as they knew there was a chance it might be the only one. Sam's experience with guys had gone from none to fully trained slut in the past few months, his sister lovingly showing him all the ways to please a cock she used on him before then. <br><br>"Woooo!" He yelled, his voice high and well practiced as he bounced back to his sister, handing her a white wine. "Cheers to my fun slutty sister." He said their mantra to her and clinked glasses. <br><br>"Ooooh." He saw she was distracted. "You found one? Is he behind me?" He grinned, he didn't turn around but he did bounce his naturally curvy ass back and forth, enough to the beat of the music that it could have just been a dance, but really making sure the man was looking this direction and liked what he saw. <br><br>He wouldn't have done it if he had looked first. Johnny had been a few years ahead of him and the two had hated each other. In fact Johnny's impression that Clarissa was too good for him and would never date him largely came from how Sam had acted towards the guy, and in return he'd been bullied mercilessly by much larger boy. In fact other than his own father, Johnny was probably the last man on earth who Sam wanted to see him in a dress and makeup and heels shaking his ass. Of course he didn't know Clarissa had crushed on him so hard, and that by wiggling his ass for the man he was likely giving the impression he was okay with it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>21-10-2018, 13:51:51</strong>
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				Clarissa loved slinging herself around the dancefloor. The lights and the music always put her in such a good mood.&nbsp; And knowing that Sam was just around the corner, soon to join her only made her smile harder. And sure enough Sam soon made everyone notice him as he called out to her. As she saw him, all the memories of their day together came back to her. She remembered how cute Sam looked after their spa time together and how much fun they had picking out outfits.<br><br>She managed to get a good look at the man by the bar just as she was handed the white wine from her twin. She was right, it was Johnny. God, she had such a crush on him in high school but she always felt she was better than him. But now there was something about him that she couldn't deny. Maybe it was just the chance to be with her old crush but she needed him. Even if Sam was going to fight it.<br><br>"Sammie" she happily chimed back as she pulled her twin in for a quick kiss. "Oooo you taste sweet. Good choice on the lipstick" she added as she joined him in shaking her ass around the room. Once she was sure that Sam too had gotten a good look at Johnny, she pulled her close as if in an embrace. "It's Johnny, this is my chance to finally have him. I know he used to bully you but..." she remarked and moved her twin's eyes towards him. "Look at him, I am sure he can keep up with us both. What do you say?" she asked before going back in for a few quick kisses with her twin.<br><br>"For me?" she added, with the biggest eyes she could manage.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>21-10-2018, 14:31:58</strong>
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				Johnny had to do a double take in his seat. He was very, very confused. Although he'd been a little older than Clarissa he was certain he'd remember if that girl had a twin, or a friend like that. His staring was especially blatant since Sam had approached. Half way checking out the second girl's, unable to pull his eyes away from the way she bounced. His mind raced despite the extreme distraction that her very curvy figure caused him. <br><br>Definitely no twin or he'd have gone after her hoping she was less prude than Clarissa. None of her friends had looked that much like her. Maybe it was some kind of game she played with a new friend. He shook his head a little, briefly glancing at his drink as though he was trying to bring the world into focus. He blinked once, then twice and a third time and still the mirage of what looked an awful lot like two Clarissa's simply would not go away. Yet everything else seemed to so stable and real. It was all he could do to keep from pinching himself. <br><br>The two were certainly together as the girl he'd never seen before handed Clarissa a drink, and then kissed her. Not siblings, then, he was pretty sure. Though that thought was in the back of his mind next to the larger part of himself urging the two on. The display was certain to get the attention of others but Johnny in particular had absolutely stopped caring about whether his gaze was noticed and just enjoyed the show. They were very appealing, and certainly knew how to move. For a few moments he was pretty sure he saw them look his way and murmur to one another. Maybe Clarissa recognized him too. <br><br>At least, he realised, he was almost certain that one was Clarissa. He'd not seen her in a while and the two looked so similar it was absurd. Trying to think to her family the only person he could remember was that brother of hers. Johnny was glad he hadn't seen that guy around in a while. The two had never got on about anything at all, and although he'd forgotten his name Johnny clearly remembered mocking his feminine little build. It made him smirk, just a little bit, before he returned his attention to staring at the two girls while still searching for an explanation. The best he could do was that this was a friend of Clarissa's and they liked trying to look the same. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>21-10-2018, 15:18:19</strong>
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				His sister's kisses were the sweetest he'd ever known. She could get him to do anything she wanted, not that they ever really argued that much. Being on the same wavelength constantly was part of why they were so close after all, and she very rarely even asked him for much. Well, not much that really mattered. <br><br>He pressed his painted lips together, feeling the lip plumper he'd heavily applied having done its job, but then focused again on the question in front of them. Memories of being picked up and thrown in the pool because Johnny had decided Sam wanted to try out for the girls swim team, having his ass slapped in front of the other football players as they all laughed, being called names making fun of him for being slender, smaller, gothic....it made his blood boil a little to think of. <br><br>But Clarissa was so happy....she wanted it so much, he could tell. And his sister always got what she wanted, if he had any say in it. "Fiiiine." He relented after a moment with a smile. "But there's no way he can keep up with us." He grinned. "Besides he'll probably freak out when he realizes it's me." The thought amused him. Maybe he'd get one last laugh after all.<br><br>That little heart to heart over, he resumed wiggling his hips as he faced away from Johnny. Not that his face would be anything the man would recognize, as heavily made up as it was, and identical to his sister's in most respects anyway, but he didn't want to look at the guy. "Is he coming over yet or do we have to go to him?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>21-10-2018, 15:58:13</strong>
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				Holding him close as they moved on the dance floor it was clear to her that he didn't want Johnny to recognize him too soon. Clarissa could easily understand why. All those years where he had made Sam's life hard was difficult to forget. All the names and pranks that were pulled on him that were meant to get Johnny closer to Clarissa. In truth it had only pushed her and her twin closer in their relationship. In some strange, twisted way they had Johnny to thank for being so close as they were now. Though none of them would admit it.<br><br>"No, no he is going to love to have another chance to call you a name" Clarissa mused. "You secretly loved those nicknames didn't you, Sammie? And think of all the times he slapped you. Don't say you didn't like that" she added with a smirk and another quick kiss. It was important to keep Sam in mind whenever she had her eyes set on a target. Especially that night. The well being and pleasure of her brother always came first. Unless of course they couldn't get the guy into it. But not that night.<br><br>"Hmmm He's not coming. Here's what we do..." she said before whispering in Sam's ear the secret plan. Clarissa wanted them both to approach him and each take one of his sides. By having both of them so close and with the crazy lights of the club, she hoped that she could confuse him long enough for both of them to get the first kiss with him.<br><br>Gently pulling Sam along behind her, they soon approached Johnny at the bar. "Hi Johnny! It's Clarissa, remember?" she as she clung to his one side, leaving the other for Sam. "Don't mind Sammie. She's a bit shy" she remarked with an eye to her twin. "What are you drinking? You look good"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>21-10-2018, 16:16:20</strong>
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				Johnny watched the continued whispering between the two girls with curiosity, again feeling fairly sure he saw the one he was certain was Clarissa glancing at him. How things changed, he grinned slightly with confidence. The kiss was brief but even in this loud environment Johnny easily caught it and wondered if he had good odds with the pair of them. <br><br>Soon enough Clarissa was dragging the other girl to him, and he smiled wider. There was an almost predatory look in his eyes as he stared over their curved bodies and tight dresses, still really not sure what was going on but quickly deciding he did not care. <br><br>As soon as they were within earshot he sat up a little, listening to the introduction. He replied quickly while distracted by trying to figure out what kind of game was going on here. "Hey Clarissa, of course I remember" He shot back, not bothering to be subtle as he looked up and down her body. He nodded at the comment about the other girl, 'sammie'. Fortunately for the two he could not remember Clarissa's brother's name, or even that he was her twin.<br><br>&nbsp;He turned to Sammie with a similarly wolfish smile. "Nice to meet you Sammie". The way he checked out Sammie's body was no less blatant, and he was happy with the results. It was like someone had cloned Clarissa for him. In response to the last question he nudged his glass lightly. "Whiskey. Want to taste?" He asked, not offering the glass but instead looking Clarissa in the eyes, wondering if this new Clarissa would be bold enough to take the taste from his lips. He could not remember her dressing this slutty, or acting like this, but whatever had changed Johnny liked it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>21-10-2018, 19:46:24</strong>
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				"Oh my god I did not like it!" Sam told his sister with a blush, playing at his thick curly hair as he did, and glancing down demurely as he remembered having his ass slapped and squeezed by the bigger man in front of all his friends as he got called all sorts of names. And all he could was blush and leave and threaten to tell on him...which had only made it worse.<br><br>"Shut up." Sammie said, squirming more as he knew from his body language that his sister would be able to tell he was lying, before she could even say it. He blushed and glanced aside again, unable to meet her eyes until she started talking the plan. It was a good move, it had never failed before. He took a deep breath "Fun a slutty." He whispered to himself. "Fun an slutty, c'mon Sam you can do this. For your sister." He returned her kiss and then the two were in prowling mode.<br><br>As Johnny sat at the bar wondering where they'd gotten to, suddenly one of them would be at each of his sides, slipping an arm into his and smiling up at him. Clarissa took the lead as Sam's heart pounded under his very padded bra, as his sister worked her sexy charms on the man. "Hi." He whispered wiggling his fingers at the man as he was 'introduced.'<br><br>He held his breath and his body froze but Johnny just eyed him like any other girl, not seeming to realize Sam wasn't. He relaxed quite a lot as he realized he was getting away with this! Maybe after they got him home he could just sort of slink away and let Clarissa have her fun...<br><br>"Oooh yeah let's taste!" Sam purred in the girliest voice possible, leaning in, with his butt sticking out behind him, plumped and painted lips puckered as he hoped his sister matched his movements so they'd both press their lips against Johnny at once. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>22-10-2018, 00:39:50</strong>
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				Clarissa loved the way Sam squirmed as she brought their past history with Johnny. Sure he hated it to have the attention of all those football boys. She equally loved the way he presented himself to him. Sam had gotten perfect at mimicking her voice, making both their looks and voices identical. It was almost too good to be true. Something that many of their previous conquests had found out the hard way, leaving poor Sam to himself for the night.<br><br>Without a word, she followed her twin's lead and pressed her lips against Johnny's in unison with his. They had done that move a few times before, but this time was special. She finally got to kiss her long time crush along with Sam. Tasting the whiskey on his lips, she drew back slowly. "You always had the best taste in things" she said, lingering on the last few words.<br><br>Looking to Sam, she extened her hand back behind Johnny to try and reach his hand before looking back at their mark. "So what are you doing here? I thought this place would be a bit out of your league" she said as an obvious jab at the fact that she had always felt she was too good for him back in the day. "But you do look like you have done well for yourself. Don't he Sammie?" she asked her twin with a twinkle in her eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>22-10-2018, 00:52:29</strong>
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				Johnny had not quite been expecting just how fast the two girls would approach him. He spent half a moment not sure where they'd disappeared to on the dance floor and then they were there, so very close. They had a sweet smell, which he noticed quickly. He responded to Sammie's sweet little hi with a quick wink and a smile, which only widened when the 'Shy' one agreed to a taste. <br><br>When the two lent in Johnny's eyes gazed down at the easily on display butt's the girls had definitely stuck out for his benefit, and as he was admiring how curvy these two identical beauties were he felt their lips. It wasn't too easy to kiss two people at once, but the feeling of two soft, wet sets of lips against his made him ache. It put a sea of thoughts into his mind of the hundreds of things he would do to the pair of them if given the opportunity. <br><br>The whiskey was strong and warming, while their lips were soft and sweet, and Johnny loved the combination. For a moment his well built arms almost seemed like they might reach out and pull the girls in for more, but he held himself a little check when Clarissa started talking. The jab, if anything, served to make him want to make a mess of this new slutty version of Clarissa even more. "I thought you were too. But I put in hard work." At the end of the lightly suggestive sentence he moved his arms, smoothly wrapping one around each girl's waist to keep them close. Without thought his hands were rested on their hips, not hovering but placed there firmly and deliberately. <br><br>It was not a subtle choice, and either way it would let him see just what the girl's intentions really were. That and after her comment on how things used to be Johnny felt an urge to show her how things would be now. He hoped the two girls were just as slutty as they seemed, not caring to be subtle about frequently taking detours from their eyes to scan over their bodies. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>22-10-2018, 01:04:41</strong>
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				So far it seemed to be working, and so far Sam stuck to his part of the plan. He reached out for his sister's hand, knowing instinctively it would be there just like it always would. Their fingers laced together, their hands squeezed, their fingers interlocked, two soft feminine hands only different in the color of their nails, one gold one purple to match their dresses, no matter what else happened, they had each other. No matter what happened with Johnny, he'd still have his sister to cuddle and kiss and fuck in any way they felt, even if they'd both reached the point where just the two of them alone wasn't entirely satisfying (hence the quest for the ideal third...). <br><br>So Sam kept the vacant grin on his face as he pulled back, an appreciative "ooooh" as Johnny wrapped a big hand around his slender waist, that slut diet really showing off how tiny his mid-section had become as Johnny's big, rough hand, easily held him by it, tiny waist a sensible spot to grip, wide hips a sensible place for a man to rest his hand, Johnny was sort of doing both at once. Sam giggled and took the hit as he was pulled in, him and his sister moving in unison a quick little step in their very high heels to be even closer to this man. Up close he could smell the whisky, and some sort of vaguely industrial smell to the man. Did he still work outdoors? His skin seemed tanned enough, his appearance rugged enough despite his suit, lord knows his hands were rough enough. <br><br>His heart was still racing, still fearing somewhat that any minute now Johnny's head would snap around and he'd say wait a minute, and Sam would find himself tossed over something and hurt. But that was silly, he told himself, even in the roughest bullying Johnny never really hurt him so much as humiliated and embarrassed him. Well, as long as he didn't fight back. Or talk back. Or tell on him. He gulped a little, his fun slutty smile faltering a little, but he repeated his mantra, fun and slutty, fun and slutty, in his head, and squeezed his sister's hand behind the man's back and felt more at ease.<br><br>He giggled, not sure what else to say, free hand playing at the end of his thick dark curls, wiggling his hips a little to the beat of the dance, rubbing them at one side against the man's thigh, on the other hand up into his hand inviting it to move up and down his curves. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>22-10-2018, 11:28:22</strong>
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				Clarissa giggled alongside her twin as Johnny wrapped his hands around their waists and pulled them close. It was such a different feeling to have his large rough hands hold her close instead of her twin's slender fingers. She could already tell that this was going to be a good night. She squeezed Sam's hands back, it was their signal to eachother in situations like these. She gave him a quick look to make sure that he was okay. It semed like Sam was more than comfortable being this close to his former tormenter.<br><br>She let her free hand rest softly on Johnny's chest as she looked up at him. "You look good. Still play sports?" she asked with a smirk. She was testing the waters, seeing how comfortable he was with being physical. She gave another look to Sam and began to promptly shake her hips like he did.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>22-10-2018, 14:09:16</strong>
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				Johnny smiled wider when he felt Sam's thin little waist and curved hips, licking his lips lightly as he couldn't help imagine her&nbsp; bending right over with that little dress on. The sound she made was more than enough encouragement for the rough hand he had at Sammie's hip to follow her softer, smaller hand. Her body had an amazing curve to it, just like Clarissa's did. Any part of him bothering to wonder or care how the two looked so similar had long since given up.<br><br>The hips of both girl's rubbing against his thighs had a distinct effect. It made him ache, made him feel like acting like an animal. The enjoyment was something he didn't bother to hide, he'd never been one for trying to act stoic when teased. Instead when their hips rubbed particularly high against his thighs he responded by sliding his hand to grip their hips, giving a firm squeeze. His grip was firm and it showed how calloused his hands were, even through fabric. Their body's had just the right amount of softness measured with firmness. The largest part of Johnny's brain was longing to grope them more directly, and it was really only Clarissa's hand at his broad chest that interrupted that temptation. <br><br>He lent into the hand a little, letting it guide him eye to eye with her. "Not so much, but I work out. Work's physical most days too." He answered. American Football was fun while it lasted but it had never really been his long term dream. While he looked at Clarissa his eyes betrayed his hunger very clearly. He hoped Sammie didn't feel ignored, and he planned to show her some attention right after. "You look good too. You're more fun these days." The implication that he'd always thought she was a little stuck up was there, but he did mean that she looked good and he much preferred this version of her. "You first, then Sammie." It was bold, and almost an instruction, as he leaned just a little closer to her and made sure Sammie would have a good view of their kiss, if Clarissa was going to do what he'd said. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>22-10-2018, 14:48:23</strong>
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				His hand felt so powerful, so completely in control as he felt it's rough grip through the skimpy fabric of his dress squeezing at his hip. He had to look away to mask his blush as this brought back memories that weren't entirely pleasant, but the persistent squeeze of his sister's hand against his kept him grounded and focused. He wasn't truly as comfortable with this as he looked, but he knew his sister was having fun, and that was what mattered. <br><br>Even though she was only a few minutes older than him, he did think of her as his big sister sometimes, she had taken the lead in many things in their lives, and when she did play the big sister card from time to time he never really had a comeback. This was for her, he told himself, all for her, he certainly wasn't enjoying the way that big hand squeezed his hips like the man owned him and could do whatever he wanted to him. And these goosebumps he got as Johnny said he was going to kiss Clarissa first were out of discomfort, not excitement. Right? Oh god.<br><br>He gave her fingers a reassuring squeeze back as the two of them went in for their kiss. Maybe it would be so good Johnny would forget to kiss him next? Hmmm no that hand on his hip said he wasn't being forgotten anytime soon. Had Johnny still not realized who he was? Or did he just not care? Well, that was the idea right, to be a fun slut that didn't think too hard about things...maybe Johnny was taking the same approach tonight and wouldn't realize who Sammie was until it was too late. The thought kept him from freaking out more.<br><br>He was wiggling his hips more insistently now that Clarissa was getting what she wanted. It always turned him on so much when she did, if he wasn't taped down the profile of his dress would be ruined, but he was, and so he expressed it by squeezing her hand and moving his body so that he was facing towards Johnny more, letting that hand slide from his hip to his ass as he continued to dance against his former bully. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>22-10-2018, 17:12:29</strong>
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				"Much more fun" she had remarked with a smirk just before he leaned in. There it was, the first kiss. Clarissa's heart jumped a bit as if she was a school girl again and about to kiss her crush for the first time. And in a sense she was, only this time she had her best friend and twin by her side. Her mind raced at what Sam must be thinking. Was he angry? Disgusted? Jealous? Or excited perhaps? God, she hoped it was the last one. It had always pleased her so much whenever the one they pulled back home only wanted something to do with little Sammie. Even though she would never have her turn that night, the look of joy on his face was more than enough for her.<br><br>She leaned in, pressing her breasts against his chest as his hand naturally rolled from her hip to her rear. Clenching tight around Sam's hand, she let her tounge naturally poke against Johnny's lips until it managed to sneak its way inside. Much to her surprise, the first kiss wasn't as she had expected. It was better. As if their years apart had only made the sensation of touching his lips that more wonderfull. She couldn't help but let a little moan escape her lips when they broke off the kiss.<br><br>"Wow... that was..." she said, stumbling to make a sentence before looking to Sam who was practically tripping from side to side now. "Now Sammie" she urged him, still holding her hand on his chest. She gave both of them a look with her big bright eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>22-10-2018, 17:35:23</strong>
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				In response to Sammie's cute little wiggle Johnny let his hand slide with her movements, cupping her ass firmly but refraining from squeezing. It felt good even through the dress. Wherever Clarissa had found Sammie, Johnny was glad she had. He wanted to squeeze right away, but he had already decided what he was going to do. <br><br>He kept his eyes on Clarissa whilst feeling Sammie, it seemed clear that the girls encouraged that if anything. Her reply that she was much more fun prompted even more desire for her, and he had no doubt now that he would do what he wanted to with both of these girls. He felt her soft breasts against his firm chest, standing firm against her little lean and letting his hand slide down her hips when she moved. <br><br>The moment he felt the softness of Clarissa's lips touch his he made a point of squeezing Sammie's butt. His light, almost sweet beginning to the kiss with Clarissa in full view of Sammie served as a stark contrast to the way his rough hand groped Sammie's body through the dress. It was a long way from a polite squeeze, and he really felt her and bounced her a little against his palm, fingers gripping enough to hopefully turn her a little redder beneath the dress. The hand on Clarissa stayed a firm presence without squeezing, for now. He was happy when he felt her tongue press against him, and met it with his own to explore the naughty little rich girl's mouth. He'd thought about this his fair share of times, and it was better than his imagination now that Clarissa had become so much sluttier. <br><br>He remained fully confident and composed when Clarissa pulled away and stumbled over her words.&nbsp; The sense of control the two girls gave him already was exciting, and in reality he was just as happy as she was, but he was loving the effect he'd had on her. Even before she urged him to he'd already turned to Sammie. The hand squeezing Sammie relaxed the grip, but gave a firm push to pull her pressed against him. It was difficult to stop squeezing an ass like that, but he knew he'd have more chances and now it was her turn for a kiss and Clarissa's turn to be treated roughly. A light motion by his standards but with the size of his hand and the width of the arm around Sammie it was effortlessly commanding. <br><br>His eyes were on Sammie's now, and he gave her just as hungry a look as he'd given Clarissa. He made sure Clarissa had a good view, feeling her hand on his chest and leaving his free hand at Clarissa's ass ready to give her a good, strong squeeze as soon as and for as long as Sammie kissed him. He didn't plan to be too gentle with her, either, it had been a long time coming and he'd be just as firm as he was with Sammie. "Yes, Sammie. Be a good girl." He instructed with a wink, now very close to Sammie's sweet face. He felt that Sammie was a little more nervous, but he liked that and he was happy to use it to take control 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>22-10-2018, 17:58:56</strong>
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				Sam let out a soft little moan as Johnny's hand cupped his ass, the long thick fingers palming his backside and nearly reaching the hem of his short dress. He slowed down the wiggling just a little, all too aware that if he kept it up he'd practically be rubbing his ass against his man's hand. As eager as he was, he'd never live it down if he was <em>that</em> eager! Oh except he was. He really was.<br><br>The sight of his sister, his wonderful, amazing sister who he loved more than anything, finally kissing her crush was just so spectacular. He knew her body language and her feelings so well, he could tell this was the best kiss she'd ever had from one of their club dates, and the way she squeezed his hand behind Johnny's back just confirmed. His mouth opened a little, plumped lips parting as he mouthed 'wow' to himself, and just then, just as the amazing sight of his sister getting the kiss of her dreams while she squeezed his hand and his bully had a big hand around his big ass, it squeezed. <br><br>He couldn't help it, his open mouth let out a moan just loud enough to be heard, a moan of longing, and want, and need and, was that jealousy? He pressed his soft lips shut as quick as he could, hoping they'd been too wrapped up in their own kiss to notice. Had they? He couldn't tell. The kiss seemed to last forever as they eagerly and lovingly explored each other's mouths and he felt himself coming to a stop in his wiggling, not only held in place by that groping hand but also by the sheer joy of seeing his sister so happy. He didn't realize that it was only his ass getting squeezed, he just assumed Clarissa was getting the same treatment. <br><br>By the time they broke it off he was smiling nearly as much as she was, squeezing her hand back lovingly, there for her, always there for her. <br><br>It didn't matter what happened now, how much of a jerk Johnny ended up being, Sam needed to keep his sister this happy. Needed to. He couldn't do it by himself. He'd tried. As much as they loved each other they needed more. They both knew that. And for tonight at least, Johnny was that guy.<br><br>Just as the kiss broke off he gave his sister a huge smile a subtle squeeze to say 'you get it girl' that instantly turned into a frozen 'huh?' as she said it was his turn now.<br><br>That look of confusion was only momentary though, by the time Johnny turned to look at him he was back in his fun slutty mode, giggling up at the man and letting out a little 'oooh' as he was shoved in by that same hand pushing his ass forward and up at the same time, a wonderful feeling motion that he wished was coming from someone else, and was very glad it wasn't at the same time. <br><br>"Oh!" He giggled again, vapid, airhead, just Clarissa's little bimbo wing-girl. That was his job here. That was all he needed Johnny realizing he was. A fantasy played out. They went the whole night with Johnny never realizing. Clarissa had her night of fun. Everything was happily ever after. <br><br>His free hand was now against Johnny's chest, rubbing it much the way that Clarissa was, without even realizing it he looked into Johnny's eyes, the man had remained sitting on the high bar stool through this, leaving him around eye level with Sam. He wondered briefly, was that be a good girl comment and that wink, did Johnny know? Was he taunting him? Or was he just talking to him the way he'd talk to any dumb slut at the bar?<br><br>"Yes Johnny." He mewled, voice high and soft. Without thinking about it any more he leaned in. In these heels and this dress he couldn't lean without sticking his ass into Johnny's waiting, squeezing hand and something inside of him make him wiggle it just a little as he did. His free hand slipped down to Johnny's leg, bracing himself there for balance against the man's thigh as he closed his eyes and parted his lips.<br><br>Unlike Clarissa's eager, loving kiss, this one was indeed shy, hesitant, and was that just a little bit of reluctance? Enough that Johnny would have an excuse to make it short if he wanted to. But it was also quite submissive, docile even, and if Johnny insisted he'd find the girl to his side nearly completely in his power and willing to submit to whatever manner of kiss he wished. <br><br>Soft little squeezes went into his sisters hand. Please please please, they said, I really need you right now. I'm letting my bully squeeze my ass and kiss me and think I'm a girl. And it's for you. And you deserve it. And I love you. But please please please be here for me right now or I'll freak the hell out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>22-10-2018, 20:38:40</strong>
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				Clarissa always kept an eye on Sam all throughout her kiss with Johnny. God, he looked so cute when he writhed like he did. He was eager to have his own time with Johnny she could tell. But she also sensed the hesitation in him. She could understand him. Anyone would be hesitant to makeout with their high school bully. Just because he was in girl's clothing didn't make it any easier. But she was there for him, just as he was there for her and willing to put himself through that scenario for her.<br><br>She looked on with big eyes as Sam moved to get ready for his kiss. The way he shifted his hand down to Johnny's thigh and leaned in was almost too good to be true. He would of course deny it, but Clarissa could see just how much the anticipation was killing him. And when they finally pressed their lips against each other, she let out a small gasp in fake surprise. When she felt Johnny's hand squeeze her rear, she let out a real one. How could he manage to grab her just right? She leaned into it and closer to him as he watched his twin and former bully kiss.<br><br>Feeling Sam's hand squeeze her own, she was quick to squeeze him back and carress it with her thumb. "That's it Sammie. Such a good girl" she cooed, mostly to keep him calm and into the moment. She noticed how different their kisses seemed to have been. She of course had let years worth of lust take hold and almost force herself on him, while Sam had acted more shyly. A part of her wondered which Johnny liked the most.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>22-10-2018, 21:26:28</strong>
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				The little 'Yes Johnny' Sammie replied with caused a particularly predatory look to flicker through Johnny's eyes. This girl was so sweet, so obedient. And Johnny was more than happy to take what was offered to him. He felt the hand against his thigh, which prompted a slight twitching as signals rushed through his brain. <br><br>He felt the wiggle of her hips against his hand and for a moment he remained relatively passive in the kiss, letting Sammie be shy and avoiding groping her. But he needed to see how well she would behave when he pushed her. He was certain Clarissa would be a naughty girl. Sammie less so, for now. The kiss continued, and Johnny was gentle, letting their lips lock and enjoying the sensation. <br><br>As they kissed Johnny placed his feet down from the bar stool, and then smoothly stood without breaking contact. Despite the girl's heels Johnny was a tall man, and his presence relative to the two of them was only exacerbated when he stood. Adjusting he pulled Clarissa to him, nice and close to his chest so that she could watch while he kissed Sammie. His pull still guided her by her butt, and included more firm groping of his crush's body to make sure she followed. <br><br>When standing he kissed Sammie considerably more firmly, just after Clarissa's words of encouragement. Johnny hoped the presence of his hand now gripping Sammie even more firmly coupled with Clarissa's influence would help to open up Sammie to his tongue, which brushed Sammie's lips briefly before pushing his way into her mouth. He kept his hand on her, holding tightly but hoping it would comfort the slutty side of Sammie. His upper arm was now more against hers, and the comparison between the two's upper bodies was night and day. <br><br>Not forgetting Clarissa in the least Johnny's strong fingers almost massaged her, playing and growing ever more tempted to give her a firm slap. Later. For now he hoped that was enough and that she would be hoping as he did that Sammie would open up to Johnny taking control of the kiss. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>23-10-2018, 00:31:46</strong>
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				The kiss was somehow a relief at first, as Johnny didn't seem to be wanting to press the point. This caused Sam to relax, the tension easing out of him and his grip lightening on his sister's hand, after giving her a thankful squeeze. They practically had their own form of sign language by now with these little touches, thank you, thank you, he said. <br><br>But then the shift occurred and he felt himself and his sister being moved to keep themselves pressed against him, his hand forced to move up Johnny's leg, that twitch making him pull it back in shock at first before he steeled his nerves and let it wrap around his stomach from the front, sliding over his solid abs and nice shirt even as his big hand squeezed her soft ass through her skimpy dress. <br><br>Even in his heels he was still a few inches shorter than him. Damn he'd forgotten how tall Johnny was. These heels weren't tiny either! Without them he'd tower over the girls. The hand on his ass seemed to be in total control of him, and he opened his mouth up as bidden and soon felt the man's thick tongue sliding in, pushing his plumped lips apart and invading his mouth. His own perky little tongue met it without any real conscious thought, rubbing against it and sliding up and down it as it probed into his little mouth.<br><br>He opened his eyes to glance at Clarissa and saw the look on her face, she was happy. That relaxed him too. Clarissa was happy. If Clarissa was happy Sam was happy. Even though this was bringing up a rather unhappy memory...a locker room years ago, right after track practice, a towel snapping against his bare ass as a much larger man loomed behind him and pushed up up against the locker, twisting his arm. <em>Cheerleaders change next door Buffy...</em> the voice leered. <em>Can't wait to see you and the Princess in those matching outfits</em> the voice laughed, and the larger form pressed against him, giving his ass a solid slap just as the man was called off by some of his friends, leaving Sam to quickly get dressed and get out of there before he could deal with his feelings.<br><br>Seeing his sister's look, and the swirling memories, he found Johnny taking more control, his head now dipping back as his long hair tumbled down behind him, brushing against Johnny's hand as it cupped his ass, his neck titled back and his back arched in a manner that he would feel about to stumble in his heels if he didn't have Johnny's tree trunk like body to hold onto, and that meat hook of a hand holding his ass steady.<br><br>He was starting to feel light headed in this kiss, was it just the booze, his emotions, or was this kiss really that amazing? He didn't want to think about it too deeply, Finally, just when he felt like he was about to pass out he felt the kiss mercifully breaking and was left panting for breath, a look of awe and lust on his face that he couldn't hide. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>24-10-2018, 00:07:32</strong>
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				Seeing how Sam let himself surrender to Johnny turned on Clarissa more than she could imagine. It was the combination of seeing him with his former bully and the fact that he was doing it to please her, but it was also the fact that he clearly was begining to enjoy it. She allowed herself to whimper softly at the way Johnny was playing with her rear. She gave Sam a somewhat hard squeeze almost as if to say, it's my turn again soon.<br><br>Too scared and excited to break up the kiss she began to trip from side to side along to the music of the club. Her mind raced at what the night would bring. They were going to bring him back home that was a given, but how exactly would they go about doing so? Should they just be front about it and ask? Or maybe they should try and have him invite himself in? Clarissa pondered all the options as she watched her twin brother explore and experiment with Johnny's mouth.<br><br>If only it was her turn again soon, she thought.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>24-10-2018, 00:24:26</strong>
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				Johnny was happy when Sammie gave in, and made a point of overpowering Sammie's tongue with his own. He enjoyed the way he was noticeably taller than the two girls even with those heels on. He was sure when he got them both out of them later he would be head and shoulders above them both. Even better when they were on their knees. <br><br>Johnny kept Sammie nice and steady when the girl gave in, her arched back leaning hard on the firm grip at her ass. When the kiss broke Johnny looked right at Sammie, feeling her little gasp for air against his lips. Sammie's sweet expression only served to make him want to see it on her face later. But for now he was satisfied that she was more than enough of a slut, just like Clarissa. Even this close there was no hint that Johnny had recognized Sammie, only a wolfish hunger on his expression that clearly betrayed what he wanted to do to her if given an opportunity. <br><br>When he had pulled away he turned to Clarissa, grinning. "I knew she was a slut like you." He used the term almost casually, despite the fact many would be insulted by it. He meant it as a compliment, and didn't care too much how it was taken. <br><br>"Now." He said, as though he was about to instruct the two girls. He took a slight step back, and raised his hands smoothly from the girl's rears up the small of their backs. There he gave a little guiding pressure to bring them together before continuing the hand's journeys up to their shoulders. "It's you sluts turn to be good together. Kiss slow." He watched after instructing them, expectantly, as if there was no possible idea that the two would do anything but obediently kiss. He spoke with an authority, and looked forward to the opportunity to watch more clearly than he had been able to from across the dance floor, or when they were too close to him. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>24-10-2018, 01:33:06</strong>
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				Sam was still struggling to catch his breath when he heard the comment. Knew she was a slut like you. Several different feelings rushed through the boy's head. First, thrill at being called a slut, second outrage at his sister being called a slut by Johnny, quickly changed to joy since he knew that's what she wanted, and then finally quenching his own fury at Johnny casually labeling him a slut. After a moment of confusion he put that vacant bimbo smile back on his face and giggled. It was all he was sure was the right thing to do after all!<br><br>He had to let go of Clarissa's hand behind Johnny's back as he moved them forward, but just as quickly he reached out his other hand for hers, to hold hands in front of Johnny now as his inside arm slipped around Johnny's much larger one. He mirrored Clarissa's obedience as the two were moved closer together, but this time he liked the command quite a lot. Now you're talking, he thought happily. <br><br>Without any hesitation he leaned in to kiss his sister, pressing his plump dark lips against hers, a sweet, sexy, sensual kiss, that they'd practiced quite a lot until they got right. This wasn't the sort of kiss they gave each other alone, no, this was how they made out for guys. A lot of mmmmms, loud and sexy, a lot of tossing the hair and brushing their fingers over each other, a lot of giggling and wiggling and two-girls-at-once fantasy bait. <br><br>Still, it was kissing his sister. And if there was one thing Sam loved in the world, it was kissing Clarice. <br><br>"This is so crazy." He whispered to her, heart beating as he licked his lips and kissed at her softly. "I hope you're having fun!" He eyed her hopefully. He spoke quietly so that Johnny couldn't hear them over the club music, as the two giggled and wiggled and made out for the man's benefit. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>24-10-2018, 12:03:32</strong>
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				Even tough Clarissa had hoped that their kiss would end soon, she was still sad to see the two of them seperate. She knew it meant that she would have her turn soon but also that Sam would have to wait a bit longer for his next round. Still the way Johnny proudly called them sluts sent shivers down her spine. Yes, they were sluts. She wanted to be his slut for so long and now she finally had the chance, even if it would only be for one night.<br><br>Their positions shifted and she found herself whimper a little as her hand seperated from Sam's only to be reunited with the other hand moments later. Letting out a giggle as she felt his powerful hand grab the small of their backs and press the twins closer, she happily began the familiar dance between hers and Sam's lips. They had done that type of kiss countless times and almost always with perfect results. But this time it felt like there was much more on the line however, so Clarissa pressed her twin a bit more.<br><br>Thankfully the music still pounded, making the conversation between the two twins a secret even from the man standing next to them. "You are doing great" she whispered back when their kiss allowed it. "Just a bit longer please. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you" she continued to chant in between small, almost childish, kisses.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>24-10-2018, 13:11:39</strong>
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				Johnny watched with a smirk, happily staring at the kiss. The two were incredibly obedient so far and didn't show any real signs of changing that. He was smart enough to see that they were putting on a show for him, nobody kissed quite like that out of choice. But he didn't care, they were doing it well and they had done exactly what he said. It made him wonder just how far that willingness to do anything he told them to would continue. <br><br>As he stared he pictured all the things he might do with the two girl's submissive natures. Not once had they fought back as Johnny called them sluts. He liked that. These two definitely knew their places. He'd never expected Clarissa to turn out like this, but he was glad she had. <br><br>Eventually he might decide to interrupt the kiss, but as things were he was perfectly happy to see how long they would keep going. He couldn't hear them but at this distance he could certainly see their lips move, and a part of him wondered what they were whispering. It definitely didn't cause him any self doubt though. Perhaps Clarissa was inquiring about dragging him home with her. He hoped so, that would be nice and easy.<br><br>Rather than stopping the kiss Johnny instead chose to encourage them, sliding both hands all the way back down to cup the girl's curved rears. He felt them, touched and squeezed a little bit. The way he played with their bodies was almost casual, despite the fact the rougher squeezes of his firm hands were not very measured or gentle at all. He wondered who might make more noise if he spanked them side by side, and the look in his eyes as he watched them kiss betrayed the kinds of things he might have been thinking about. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>24-10-2018, 19:55:02</strong>
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				"I won't let you down." Sam promised his sister. They could talk about all of this later, after Johnny was gone, and after she'd got what she wanted. Boy there was a lot to unpack about how this was making him feel. He knew Clarissa loved seeing him with other guys, seemingly much moreso than she'd ever like to see him with a girl, and didn't realize that the thought of him with this particular guy made her even hotter. He figured that was just her imagining her own conquest later.<br><br>The kiss continued, loving and intimate, sexy and exhibitionist, attracting attention from more than just the man it was put on for, as the 'girls' wiggled their hips in his hands. When he started to squeeze Sam's ass the boy let out a happy moan into the kiss. He couldn't help it. He loved having his ass played with. Squeezed, spanked, shoved, slapped, pinched, fucked, honestly they weren't many things a strong man could do to his ass that he didn't love. He just had very mixed feeling about this particular one!<br><br>Finally he got the sense the kiss had gone on long enough and, still face to face with his sister turned so that the two of them were looking slightly up at Johnny now, cheeks touching, arms around each others' very slender waists as they held each other in front of him, Sam's hand caressing his sister softly just above the hand that grabbed her ass, and then giggled up at Johnny and Clarissa.<br><br>That was his role here. Giggle. Get groped. Giggle. Get groped. Fun and slutty, he repeated his mantra. Let Clarissa set the pace, let Johnny do what he wanted. Don't let either of them realize how freaked out, or how much fun you're having. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>25-10-2018, 12:45:03</strong>
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				This wasn't the first time both of the twins had been groped together at the same time before, but it was perhaps the most personal one yet. There were a lot of mixed feelings on the line between the two of them. Clarissa clearly giddy with joy and excitement of being with her old crush, while Sam was filled with an entirely different host of feelings. Clarissa couldn't begin to understand what Sam was dealing with but she appriciated that he was willing to put himself through so much for her.<br><br>Their kiss broke and while she knew that they were putting on a show for Johnny, she was still sad to leave her brother's lips. Looking to Johnny as they held on to each other, they looked like a pair of beauties just for him. Their matching dresses still sparkling in the club's lights, making them stand out like precious jewels.<br><br>"So, Johnny" she giggled along with her sister. "Were we good like you wanted?" she asked, fiddling with Sam's hand as she did. While she wasn't showing it, she was nervous and she wanted this to go just perfect. She knew that Sam could tell. He always could. "So, is this your last stop for the night? Or are you doing anything later?" she asked softly, making sure to sound as seductive as she could.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>25-10-2018, 14:28:34</strong>
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				Johnny loved the way Sammie consistently moaned when he groped her. What a slut. It was almost hard to believe but he wasn't going to complain. He couldn't find much of a line of how roughly he should grope her, and so he turned to harder squeezes and a few sharp pinches. Not wanting to leave Clarissa out as Sammie encouraged his hands he did the same to her, wondering if he might manage to mark them through their dresses if he did this long enough. He hoped he would do that later. <br><br>The two turning to him made him look down at them as a hunter who's prey had wandered into his hands willingly. Sammie's giggles were very cute if a little air-headed, something Johnny was not going to complain about. She clearly knew how to have fun and that was all that mattered. Well. Later he hoped Sammie would know how to do a lot of other things, but those usually fell into the realm of fun girls like her already. <br><br>He was glad when Clarissa asked. It was sweet, like she really wanted to be good for him. "Of course. Two perfect little sluts." He spoke the derogatory term as if it was high praise, smiling as he described them. And then she followed up with a much better question. Her soft little voice was painfully alluring. "I couldn't leave my two good girls all alone through the night, could I?" He looked from Sammie to Clarissa. "I know you can both show me a lot more, just how good you can really be." He was quietly aching throughout, almost uncomfortably desperate to get anywhere private and see how much of their slutty nature was a club act.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>25-10-2018, 17:40:54</strong>
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				Sam could feel the hand on his ass getting more insistent, and he could feel Clarissa's hand in his getting more excited. And it all was just so overwhelming. He was glad he was taped down so tightly, not only because he didn't have to admit how he felt about this but also because of how it might ruin things before they start. Clarissa deserved this. He'd rarely ever seen her so happy, and he loved her so much. And then....oh that hand on his ass.<br><br>The more rough it got the more Sam smiled, the more he gave Johnny shy little glances that quickly looked away. And when the pinch came a little yelp that caused him to press himself into both Johnny and Clarissa more as his body tried to jump away from it, a wiggling little gesture in his high heels that nearly made him trip and fall, although he recovered with another nervous giggle, that turned into a blush as he was called one of a pair of perfect little sluts. He glanced at Clarissa with a little smile at that. They'd accomplished what she'd set out for when they started this. She wanted them to be fun and slutty when they went out. Now they were perfect!<br><br>He cleared his throat and whispered "Clarissa's <em>really</em> good." With both a loving smile to her and an enticing one to Johnny. "She's the best." He gave his sister a loving squeeze and leaned in and kissed softly at her neck. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>27-10-2018, 10:06:51</strong>
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				Show him just how good they could really be? Yes, it was happening, Clarissa thought as the moment finally arrived. Johnny had practically invited himself home, something that she was eager to say yes to. Only Sam managed to speak first in that adorable little voice he did. She blushed as she felt the kiss on her neck, one of her sweet spots. "I wouldn't say Im the best. But I did learn you a thing or two didn't I?" she chirped back at her brother.<br><br>Turning her attention back to the man before them, she did her best to remain sexy and seductive with Sam so close and wonderful. "So, how about we grab another drink back at our place?" she asked, her eyes big and inviting. The two twins only lived a short drive from there. Their apartment had the perfect distance and view for seducing their targets. Most of them also seemed to like the fact that there was only one bedroom in the whole place.<br><br>"Sammie makes a mean gin and tonic" she smiled, also making sure he kept his eye and lust on her twin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>27-10-2018, 15:57:28</strong>
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				Johnny loved the way Sammie's cute little body reacted so clearly to his every touch. She seemed so sensitive. He wondered how she might react to really being spanked. Her voice was incredibly soft and he looked between the girls as Sammie called Clarissa the best, and Clarissa defended herself slightly. "I'm certain you're both very good girls." He smiled, hungry eyes betraying the fact he didn't want them to be 'good' in most people's sense of the word.<br><br>And then Clarissa invited him back. He was relatively sure it was coming, and he would have done it himself if she hadn't. "Sounds perfect. I hope it's nice and nearby." Johnny's determination to see these two had only grown as he was teased, and he couldn't take much more of this on the way there. <br><br>He smiled back at Clarissa's compliments to Sammie, although drink making wasn't what he hoped she was best at. "I bet. I bet both of you are talented." He emphasized the word talented with a firm, particularly rough squeeze of both girl's asses. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>27-10-2018, 19:51:39</strong>
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				Sam kissed back at Clarice's neck, moaning into his kiss "Oooooh yeah you've taught me so much." He smiled, making it clear what the subject matter was, as he bounced his little ass in Johnny's hand and squeezed his sister close, nuzzling at her neck affectionately. <br><br>He was about to say something else when Johnny grabbed his ass and squeeze more roughly than he had up to that point. "Ahh!" He squealed, jumping forward adorably, his body pressed more into his sister's and completely into Johnny's now. As he did he felt what Johnny's mood was like, in the form of his cock being rock hard and now his midsection wiggled against it through their clothes. Christ, it felt thicker than Sam's waist! Well, obviously not really but, damn! <br><br>Thoughts of being forced to play with it later filled him with shame, excitement, humiliation, and dread. But thoughts of his sister getting too filled him with happiness. "I'll um, I'll go call a car." He squeaked. <br><br>If nobody stopped him, he would wiggle out of that grip and go to the bar where his purse hung and get his phone to call a luxury uber to take them to the siblings nice expensive condo nearby. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>27-10-2018, 20:37:41</strong>
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				The rough squeeze of her ass warranted a squeel equal of that Sam made. He was really beginning to take control of the situation and she loved every second of it. She let Sam slip away from their little triangle but let her hand hold onto his for as long as she could. "Great ass right?" she asked Johnny as she leaned into him, watching her twin walk up to the bar to call for their ride.<br><br>"You will love our place" she chirped up at him, trying to draw his attention back to her. "Great view. Stocked bar. Huge, luxorious bedroom" she added, lingering on the last few words. She was curious to see just how willing he was to take control of the situation once back in their apartment. A multitude of situations ran through her head. Most involved all three of them together, but she also saw a few where it was just Johnny and Sam. And in a couple of those she was by the sidelines, which wouldn't be that bad again.<br><br>"Close by too. Once the car arrives it shouldn't take long" Clarissa said happily, moving to the beat again. This time however it was just her and Johnny, grinding up against him. As soon as Sam returned they could go out and wait for the ride and make their way home. The anticipation was killing her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>27-10-2018, 20:50:26</strong>
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				The girl's cute little sounds made Johnny smirk. He made no effort to conceal it when Sammie pressed against him, letting her feel how hard the teasing had made him. He was relatively sure he saw Sammie's face react, and he smiled wider at that. "Good girl." He encouraged Sammie when she offered to get them a car. <br><br>He then returned his focus to Clarissa, looking her in the eyes as she described their home. He couldn't help but continue to wonder exactly what these two's living situation and relationship was like. Maybe Sammie was just a room mate of Clarissa's and the two had created this fun, slutty little game. He was curious, but he did not particularly care about the circumstances as long as he got to have his fun. <br><br>"Looking forward to spending all night in the bedroom, Clarissa." He was very glad it was close, he didn't know how he would even keep his hands to himself in the car. While waiting for Sammie to return he leaned in a little closer, enough to whisper in her ear. "I'm going to make that little princess my slut." And then pulled away, looking her in the eyes. It had been such a long time coming and he wanted to remind her of how she'd been to him back then, and how he was going to treat her now. As if to illustrate the point he held her hips, encouraging her to grind closer and feel how hard and achy he was. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>27-10-2018, 20:54:47</strong>
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				Sam breathed a sigh of relief as he got away from that embrace. He was glad he had tape himself up carefully, his little cock was straining to be released and really begging to be touched, even his nipples under the heavy padded bra wanted something to grab them and twist and his ass was begging to be spanked and stuffed.&nbsp; This whole situation was just so wrong and yet, so unbearably hot. He took a few deep breaths as he bent down to get his purse and pulled his phone out, grabbing Clarissa's purse in the process, he called for the luxury Uber, and of course as always there was one right by waiting for the big tip from the trendy drunken club goers.<br><br>He glanced back and saw Johnny and Clarissa very close and personal now. Part of him breathed a sigh of relief. Clarissa would get what she wanted. So would Johnny. Maybe they'd forget about him, part of him hoped for, another part of him whined at the thought of.&nbsp; <br><br>He delayed going back as long as he could, as the two were wrapped up in each other, but finally their ride was nearly there. He walked back over to them and handed Clarissa her purse. "Hey, our ride's here." He said meekly, apologetically, not wanting to interrupt but knowing he had to.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>28-10-2018, 13:38:19</strong>
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				Clarissa smiled when she heard his intent to be with them in the bedroom. It's not like they had been subtle about it but it was exciting that they were on the same page. Then she shivered a little as he whispered in her ear. Princess? Wasn't that one of the names he used to call Sam back in high school? Did he know? And if so, was he into it? Before she could think about it any more she was pressed closer to him and made to feel his arousal first hand. God, it felt so big even though his pants and her dress. It seemed the romours from back in the day were true.<br><br>Just as she had gotten somewhat used to grinding up against him, Sam returned with their purses. While she had never been a big fan of purses, she found so much pleasure in watching Sam walk around with one. She quickly pulled Sam close before marching them all towards the exit and their ride. She was determined to get them both home so they could unwrap their present.<br><br>Sam knew how to pick the right rides. The car was huge enough to have all of them on the backseat with ease, something that Clarissa immidately took advantage of. She hurried Sam in so Johnny could sit in between the two of them. Once settled on the luxorious leather seats, she bent over to give the driver the address after which they were promptly on their way.<br><br>Back in her seat, she leaned into Johnny's side, leaving the other for Sam. "I am so glad we ran into you Johnny boy" she teased, seeing how he would react to her old nickname for him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>28-10-2018, 16:30:41</strong>
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				When Sammie arrived back her cute little voice prompted Johnny to look her up and down with a smile. "Good girl." He said again, reinforcing it.<br><br>He was more than happy to allow Clarissa to march them toward the exit, not wanting to waste any time before getting home with these two. As soon as he got in the car he was more than happy to let Clarissa push him to the center, and welcomed both girls either side. From there he outstretched both arms, wrapping them around the girl's shoulders and encouraging them to come close.<br><br>"I'm glad I ran into both of you, Princess." Granted he'd used Clarissa's nickname to taunt Sammie a few times, but Princess had always been what he'd called Clarissa most often. He liked the idea of a slutty little princess.<br><br>His hands were firm at their shoulders, calloused palms and fingertips running over their soft skin. Sometimes gently, slowly and other times taking a harder grip. He wanted to make it absolutely clear he planned to squeeze and play with every inch of them, and he hoped that the girls on either side of him would decide to take this time in the car to grope him a little in return, particularly now it was harder for him to reach what he really wanted to play with. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>30-10-2018, 21:44:18</strong>
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				Sam was relieved as Clarissa pulled him in the walk next to her out of the club, but of course she ushered him into the car first and then Johnny second so that he was right back up against the man again.<br><br>The bench seat in the back was more than big enough for them to sit comfortably but of course Johnny's hands were around his shoulders and pulling him in. He glanced down at that hand. It looked so huge against his slender shoulder. Months of partying and dieting and gym time with very little spent on anything but his appearance had left him with the body of a club goddess, well minus the boobs, and he felt more than a little anxious about how little he had in the way of anything that he could use to actually remove Johnny's hands with if he ever tried to. This was even worse than high school, back then at least he'd still had some muscles. Now other than his legs from all the dancing they did and his core from keeping it tight, his arms were basically noodles next to Johnny's. He gulped a little.<br><br>But it wasn't the time to do that yet. It was the time to giggle and make googly eyes and let Johnny do whatever he wanted. And then soon that would mean not much with Sam! <br><br>"So um, Johnny before we get back, there's like, something we need to tell you." Sam said, giving his sister a meaningful look and reaching one of his hands across Johnny's lap to take her hand. "You tell him." He said shyly, hoping that Johnny would take it easier coming from the prettier one. Although most would say they looked identical, in Sam's mind his sister was always the more precious of the two of them. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>31-10-2018, 12:43:27</strong>
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				The way Johnny held them close was almost too good to be true. Clarissa had finally achieved her old high school dream of being with Johnny. She let her head rest on his chest and dream herself back to those days for a bit. Then she felt Sam's hand cling to hers and the mood seemed to shift. The twins had known that the moment was coming but somehow Clarissa still wasn't prepared. And she knew that Sam definitely wasn't either. With&nbsp; deep breath she nodded to her twin and looked to Johnny.<br><br>"Yeah so we need to tell you a some things. Just promise you won't freak out or anything" she said trying to calm him down in advance. "Well ok... So do you remember my brother? You used to bully him back in high school? Well I have grown really close with him since then. Really close" she said, putting emphasis on the last few words. "I live with him now and... we go out together all the time and...." she was struggling to find a right way to say it. Then she seemed to just blurt it out.<br><br>"Sammie is my brother. My twin... Surprise?" she said with an awkward smile hoping that he wouldn't stop the car right then and there and get out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>31-10-2018, 16:28:53</strong>
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				Johnny was enjoying the uber ride when Sammie told him there was 'Something they needed to tell him'. Maybe it would explain exactly how these two looked quite so identical.<br><br>He then turned to Clarissa to hear the remainder of the explanation. "Damn.." Was the best he could muster at first. Johnny was surprised, and then confused. Of course he remembered her brother Sam. At least now he'd been brought up he did. He went quiet for a few moments, thinking it over. In truth it made a lot of sense. <br><br>He weighed up the surreal nature of the situation, trying to assess just how he felt about it. His eyes drifted over Sammie. Sam. Whichever. Surprisingly it didn't make them any less cute. In a way it made him excited. Eventually he pulled together, shaking his head as if attempting to remove some kind of fog. Fuck it. They were both hot and he wasn't going to be the one to lose this opportunity for no reason. Besides, he'd slept with men before. And he wasn't sure this meant he considered 'Sammie' a man. <br><br>Eventually he turned his eyes to meet his old victim's, making sure Clarissa could see, he leaned in a little. "Hey Sam." His rough hand squeezed Sam's shoulder firmly. "I always knew you were a slut like your sis'." It was a clear test, and a statement that he was far from put off by the revelation. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>31-10-2018, 22:38:41</strong>
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				Sam was nervous as Clarissa explained what was going on. He felt Johnny's hand stiffen on his bare, smooth shoulder as he heard the explanation and Sam flinched expecting some sort of violent reaction. But then he slowly turned and told him he'd known he was a slut all along. Sam gulped and stared up nervously into Johnny's eyes. He knew he couldn't say anything that would ruin the moment or the evening for his sister. After a brief pause that made it obvious he was trying to think of what to say he just did what Clarissa had taught him to do in these situations. He giggled and pressed himself up against the man.<br><br>"I guess you were right." He said softly. "But um, you know, you don't have to pretend to like me. I can leave you guys alone when we get back..." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>01-11-2018, 10:28:59</strong>
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				Clarissa was stunned at Johnny's reaction. She had anticipated some fallout from the situation. Some push back. At least a minute of serious talk. Anything. But he seemed completely into it. He even leaned over to Sam to express that he still was interested. It had turned from too good to be true, to perfect. She leaned into Johnny to get a better look at the way he was teasing Sam. She loved it, and she knew that deep down somewhere Sam liked the attention as well.<br><br>"No Sammie, I want you with us" she had said happily, clenching his hand. "At least help me get this thing ready" she smirked and let her hand drop down into Johnny's crotch. She was certain that both of the twins had felt his cock in some form or another and she was certain that they wer both impressed. "Then you don't have to join, but I would love it if you watched us" she added, always liking to be watched by Sam.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>01-11-2018, 13:20:16</strong>
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				Johnny withdrew his hand from Sam's shoulder, not explaining his actions for a moment it would seem he was pulling away. Only once his arm was free he instead dropped it down, placing it at Sam's thigh. "You don't wanna leave us alone, do you Sammie?" He made a point of still using that name out loud. <br><br>After that he turned to Clarissa. "She wants to join, doesn't she?" Johnny was all too happy to reinforce Sam's femininity, and pressure Sam into behaving. He wondered just how far Sam would be willing to go. When Clarissa's hand dropped to his crotch she would have little trouble finding his aching bulge. Through the evening he'd grown more and more frustrated and the feeling of Sam's soft thighs wasn't doing anything to diminish that. <br><br>Johnny briefly turned to Clarissa, hoping she'd give him a look of approval as he half way encouraged and half way bullied Sam. "Do what your sister tells you. Join her hand and stroke a real man's cock like your little hand wants to." The words came like an order, and Johnny's eyes met Sam's as he gave it. There was a very plain smirk on Johnny's lips, as though he were finding it amusing. But his eyes had a more hungry look in them, and he really did want Sam to do as he was told. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>05-11-2018, 04:12:47</strong>
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				Sam relaxed and almost breathed a sigh of relief as the hand pulled away. Soon a few insults would be flung his way and it would be made clear he wasn't going to participate. But then the hand fell on his thigh, completely bare due to how short his dress was, and rested there in a very comfortable manner as the man continued to hold his sister close as she squeezed at his cock through his dress pants. <br><br>"I I suppose...." Sam wasn't sure what to say, and almost found it a relief when Johnny asked Clarissa to answer for him. Truth be told it was something that Sam did a lot, asked Clarissa what to do. But it seemed a bit rude for Johnny to ask Clarissa for him straight off the bat and not even think of asking him first. But Clarissa wasn't helping him get away at all, in fact she was telling him to grab Johnny's cock! Sam's mouth opened as his jaw dropped, darkly painted lips open in a wide circle as he stared up at Johnny as he repeated the order.<br><br>"Okay...Clarissa." He gulped, nervous, much moreso than usual. The last guy they'd had in a car like this who'd said Sam could play too he'd eagerly grabbed that big dick to play with with his sister, but this was very different. That man didn't know who he was and never really would. Johnny however, Johnny knew and seemed to be enjoying this all the moerso for it. <br><br>So he said yes to Clarissa, not Johnny, but still he leaned in and dutifully pressed his barely legs against Johnny's and reached out to put his hand near his sister's, his eyes widening as he again felt the size of it. But Clarissa hadn't missed that slight and gave his hand a tap and squeeze that Sam knew meant he had to make up for not saying yes Johnny. <br><br>"Ooooh." He quickly cooed. "Real men's dicks are -" he paused, swallowing what little remained of his pride, "-so big." He mewled like the little sex kitten he was dressed as. Please, please, please, he begged internally as he acted the dutiful slut externally, let me out of this! ...or don't. He thought instantly, realizing how upset he would actually be if Johnny told him all he was allowed to do was watch. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>05-11-2018, 15:11:54</strong>
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				"Yes, Sammie. They are very big, that's why I need your help with it". The way Johnny ordered her brother around sent shivers down Clarissa's spine. He was so commanding and into the whole thing. It was amazing. When she felt her brother's hand join hers at massaging Johnny's crotch, she only smiled. They had taken this route home many times before so they knew exactly just how much time they had before reaching the apartment. Looking to Sam first and then their prey, she meekly announced.<br><br>"We should have time for a quick handy. Sammie, help me out" she said as she began to fiddle with Johnny's belt and pants. With some effort and creative shuffling around in her seat, she managed to pop open his pants and let their prize spill out. "Oh, it's wonderful" she said before grabbing the lower part of his shaft, leaving plenty of room for Sam to join her.<br><br>Together they would jerk off Clarissa's old crush and Sam's old bully in the back of an expensive lift home. This could very well be the beginning of one of Clarissa's most pleasurable nights.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>05-11-2018, 16:17:21</strong>
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				Johnny gave a satisfied smile at Sam's words. He saw the pause and the way it gave way to obedience, and he was only too happy to enjoy the feel of two sluts happily rubbing at his aching bulge. His grin turned a good deal wider at what Clarissa said. "Good girl Clarissa. You really know how to bring out the slut in him." He praised her. <br><br>He was all too happy to accept Clarissa's offer of a handjob, and smirked lightly at the idea she'd need help. He didn't make it easier for her, enjoying the sight of the prissy princess struggling to get past his belt. <br><br>Once he was out Johnny let out a satisfied sigh, watching Clarissa's soft hand wrap around his shaft. There really was a lot of room left for Sam's hand to join her, and they certainly still wouldn't be covering everything up with two hands. He kept his eyes on Clarissa this time, watched her eyes. "Be a good girl and keep it nice and slow." Then he smiled like a wolf as he had an idea.<br><br>He didn't even turn around when he spoke to Sam. "Ask nicely for it." He'd caught that 'Okay Clarissa' from Sam earlier. "You'll ask me really sweetly to help your sister stroke my dick in the back of this car." He watched Clarissa's eyes, wanting to see how she'd react to his order to her brother. It wasn't even close to a question, directly telling Sam what he expected him to do. "Then you can help her out with your soft little hands."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>05-11-2018, 18:01:06</strong>
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				Sam couldn't help it, as much as he hated what was happening, well not so much what was happening as who was involved in it, he loved seeing his sister get excited and playful and sexy. And it was so hot the way she just dove right in and pulled that big dick out and soon had her pretty little hand stroking it up and down. He couldn't help it, he'd always sort of hated just sitting there watching and so his hand was already reaching out to join hers when her heard Johnny make his demand.<br><br>Sam gulped. Seriously? He had to ask for this? He knew Johnny wanted it! Giving just a little hint of a pout he closed his eyes and tried to center himself. Fun and slutty, fun and slutty, he repeated the mantra desperately. That's what my sister wants. It's what she deserves. I can't ruin this for her! His body squirmed against Johnny, his naked thighs rubbing against the hand on them as he took in this sight. <br><br>"Johnny" he said in a soft voice as he opened his eyes, glancing up at the man he meant to maintain eye contact but found he couldn't, that asshole was smirking so hard, so his eyes demurely cast down where they landed on his dick. Ohhhh Clarissa's hand was so pretty when it was doing this! "Johnny" he whimpered again "Can I please help Clarissa stroke your cock? Please?" He glanced up again, scared, ashamed and embarrassed but also really hoping Johnny said yes. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>05-11-2018, 19:32:05</strong>
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				Clarissa did as Johnny asked, stroking him slow and deliberate. Still she wanted her brother to join her in pleasing the man between them, so when he didn't even look at Sam to have him ask to be allowed to please him, she kept her eyes on Johnny. She didn't say a word as she kept looking to Johnny, leaving Sam to have the spotlight, despite not anyone looking in his direction.<br><br>When he did ask though, she was quick to help him out. "Sammie asked nicely, Johnny. Let him help, please? Pretty please?" she asked him as well, with glowing eyes. She had found that there were only a few feelings and things that felt more pleasurable then jerking off someone with her twin. Most of the time one of them could easily handle the job, but this time they actually would need both of them if they wanted to get the job done before they arrived at the apartment.<br><br>She knew that Sam was mostly doing it for her, and she was grateful. Clarissa would have to find some way to make it up to him later. Whatever he wanted, she would let him have. She would do anything for her twin after all, as he would for her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>05-11-2018, 20:12:25</strong>
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				Johnny waited patiently as he felt Clarissa's nice, soft strokes and listened to Sam's sweet begging voice. He whimpered and trembled, and the sound of Sam's nervous voice made Johnny's shaft throb in Clarissa's hand. He kept his eyes on Clarissa's, listening to her sweetly helping her brother beg. Her voice was so alluring, and he was already picturing all the things he was sure she would be saying later.<br><br>"Go on Sammie. Help your sister stroke my cock." He emphasised the sentence with a strong grasp at Sammie's leg, his calloused grip rough against his soft skin. Her soft skin? Johnny didn't care much, right now he wasn't sure how he saw Sam. But he had always felt there was a great deal of femininity about Clarissa's twin. Sammie had a good sound to it.<br><br>He waited for Clarissa's hand to stroke down before moving his hips up a little, shifting his gaze from Clarissa's to Sam's and watching his eyes. "C'mon Clarissa, let's watch Sammie be a little slut like you are." He briefly checked Clarissa was watching with him, wanting to see her enjoying the view. In many ways her excited, hungry reactions to teasing Sammie were spurring him on. He wanted Clarissa as excited as possible later. "Look at me when you stroke it Sammie. Be proud to be a good slut." This time his grip at Clarissa's thigh tightened, as if congratulating her for already being a 'good slut'. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>06-11-2018, 00:27:20</strong>
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				Now that he had permission, after asking nicely, he wrapped his hand around Johnny's dick, just above his sister's. Being identical twins they were nearly the same exact size and other than the color of nail polish they were the same.<br><br>Sam glanced up at Clarissa. She was glowing. Practically glowing she was so happy. It warmed Sam's soul in a way that helped to dispel his fears and insecurities and doubts. He smiled at her, a smile that mirrored her own.<br><br>"I am proud." He said with confidence. And then he leaned in to kiss his sister as they both stroked the big dick between them. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>06-11-2018, 13:00:01</strong>
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				Clarissa looked to Sam as he stretched out his hand to join her, just like Johnny wanted her to do. The way he squeezed her thigh was exhilirating, almost as if he was rewarding her for giving Sam the confidence needed. She wanted more and she was sure she was going to get it. Clarissa watched every slender finger wrap around the thick shaft, joining her in their mission to bring their prize pleasure. They quickly found a rythm, stroking him in unison. Sam's kiss was quickly returned, giving Johnny a show.<br><br>"I am proud of you too, Sammie" she agreed with her twin. "We are going to have so much fun" she said with a grin directed both at her twin and Johnny. befor returning to kiss Sam. She never wanted to stop kissing him in situations like these. She knew that he needed the extra confidence and having her close helped him a lot. At least she always thought so, and if there ever was a time where he needed her close, it was now.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>06-11-2018, 16:46:56</strong>
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				Johnny sighed when Sam's hand joined Clarissa's. There was a distinct satisfaction in having the two work in unison, and he wanted to let them know when they made him feel good. As they stroked he would throb in their hands, just about restraining from pushing his hips up. <br><br>He smiled when Sam admitted to being proud, and watched their kiss with a grin. As they kissed right in front of him he massaged and squeezed their thighs, his grip growing rougher and travelling to the upper thigh now.<br><br>Eventually the growing excitement he felt watching the kiss gave rise to an idea. Rather than asking Johnny removed his hands smoothly from their thighs and placed them at their shoulders, sliding up to nestle at the base of their hair. His strong fingers wrapping into the tight hair he drew the girl's heads down, still keeping their kiss together. He'd thought about joining the kiss, but he preferred the idea of watching them try to kiss around the thick, pre-dripping head of his cock. <br><br>Again not a question but a command he firmly encouraged the two. "Be good sluts." This time he did push his hips up, happy to show his own hunger. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>06-11-2018, 23:41:24</strong>
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				Sam's eyes were locked on Clarissa's, but she was looking at Johnny. It made him smile to see his sister so happy, and he felt tingling all over his pretty, feminine body as he leaned in and their lipstick touched. It was always so sweet when he pressed his lips against his sister's back to the very first time, and every time after that for the years that they had been slowly building up to where they were right now. So many of his first experiences had been with her, and then with her and a stranger, and now, now she finally had her prefect one and he could help pay her back for all she'd done for him! And all it would cost is his dignity and self-respect and well, all small prices to pay for Clarissa to be even half as happy as she'd made him!<br><br>As they kissed it was almost like he could forget whose cock she was stroking off right now. But then his hand gripped Sam's thick lustrous hair and he felt himself being pushed down with his sister. He knew she'd want to do this, so he didn't dare resist. <br><br>The thick head of the cock bumped into their chins and so he pulled his chin back just enough that it was now poking at their lips, even as their lips locked with each other. He relaxed he kiss for a moment to see what Clarissa would want to do - keep up the kiss in a teasing manner that just brushed at his cock, or do something more. Either way he told himself, whatever my sister wants, she gets. She deserves it! 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>09-11-2018, 11:22:14</strong>
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				Johnny knew how to press Clarissa and Sam it seemed. He had an idea of what he wanted and he knew exactly how willing the twins were to follow along with him. He was almost a mind reader as he sat in the back of the car with them by his side. Sam led and Clarissa followed as they both were pressed down by strong hands gripping their hair. Suddenly there were something between their tounges, something seperating her and Sam.<br><br>Their affectionate kissing turned into a desperate game to find the other twin's tounge on the other side of the hard cock seperating them. Their hands kept up their job, jerking him as they now found themselves licking his shaft disguised as a kiss. At one point Clarissa managed to look up at Johnny, curious if they were doing a good job. That was in her nature. Always trying to please others, especially her twin.<br><br>Still she kept her hand cletched onto Sam's making sure he was comfortable in the situation. Making sure he was okay with everything. While she desperately lusted for Johnny, she would throw it all away if Sam said so.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>09-11-2018, 13:03:22</strong>
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				Johnny was glad that the two girls seemed perfectly happy to let him guide their heads down. He was rarely satisfied by hands alone, and wanted to feel their two sweet tongues against him. It seemed he'd read them well enough. He didn't give a lot of thought over thinking of Sam far more as a girl. It had come entirely naturally. He wondered how much of a girl Sam would be for him. Loose memories of Sam's body in the locker room were not unappealing to Johnny, not to mention the way Sam's thighs and ass felt in his hands.<br><br>The tip was hard, throbbing and beginning to leak more than a little warm, strong tasting precum as he was stroked and now kissed at. When he first felt the twin's mouths he let out a low, heavy sigh and closed his eyes. The grip of his hands at their heads tightened, ever so slightly pulling their hair. At the same time he pushed his hips up, thrusting himself between their mouths a little. He didn't seem to care about any resulting mess as the dripping head rubbed against twin sets of lips.<br><br>After a little longer being licked he opened his eyes, seeing Clarissa looking up at him and giving her an encouraging smile. "Good girl." He praised, before looking over at Sam to watch him work with his sister. "Good girls. Both so nice and obedient. Like all sluts should be." He praised, letting the heavy shaft and thick head throb even harder when he looked into Clarissa's eyes. He was so glad he had an opportunity to take her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>10-11-2018, 19:16:26</strong>
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				Sam squeezed his sister's hand tight, lovingly, affectionately, this was a moment that just felt so right in some ways and so very wrong in many others but, most importantly it was what Clarissa wanted. He felt the thick mushroom tip of Johnny's cock - so much bigger than his own that feelings of jealousy and inadequacy mixed together in ways they often did around big dicks, but also in ways that were unique to Johnny. He still remembered being pinned to the lockers and feeling this thing pressing up against him when they were younger, and if anything it seemed even bigger now. <br><br>His lips parted more to allow his tongue and Clarissa's to wrap around the cock head as they reached for each other's plumped up, painted lips. He saw Clarissa glancing up and it made him feel warm and fuzzy inside. They'd talked about looking up while giving blowjobs and how much guys liked it. He saw sure there was no prettier sight for a 'real' guy than Clarissa looking up at them with her lips on his cock. He knew from experience how beautiful that was after all! It made him melt for sure.<br><br>And then, just at the moment the car pulled to a stop.<br><br>The driver didn't say anything, Sam tipped so much and was such a good customer he was going to let them do whatever they were doing in the back where he couldn't see. But Sam realized it was an excuse to break this off. He paused and smiled at them as they stared at each other, "I'll um, stall the driver" he kissed at Johnny's cock a little, "or um we can go in, or uh, whatever." He giggled, like a good little dumb fun-loving slut. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>11-11-2018, 20:23:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The car stopped, but Clarissa never seemed to be able to take her eyes off of Johnny. His eyes had a way of piercing hers and bring about emotions in her that had long laid dormant. She looked to Sam first and then Johnny, before going back to Sam. She knew what had to happen now and she hoped that Sam was willing to help her. Well, he had already come up with an answer to the situation. "Will you stall the driver for me, Sammie?" she asked meekly, never taking her hand off of the cock.<br><br>"I kind of promised that Johnny could come before we went up and I need just a little more time" she explained. Clarissa wanted to hold her promises and show Johnny just what he had gotten himself into by going home with the two of them. "I will owe you big time" she said to Sam with a smile before shifting her focus back down to the cock.<br><br>Now with a bit more space and determination to reach a climax, she engulfed more of the throbbing manhood before beginning to bob on it, making a show of the practice she had acheived since her time in high shcool. To be fair, she had quite a reputation even back then, something that Johnny and Sam both surely could remember.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>11-11-2018, 20:33:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Johnny grinned when Sam kissed his cock and offered to stall the driver. He was more than happy with that arrangement, and let Clarissa answer for him. "Good girls." He encouraged, making sure they knew he was happy to give Clarissa his cum in the back of the car. He throbbed hard in her hand when she said she promised him, and he was glad she was upholding what she'd said. <br><br>When she headed back down his hand moved to the back of her head. He was as eager to finish as she was eager to make him finish, and he ran fingers through her hair and guided her without forcing her down too much. His hand was more an encouraging presence as he moaned out loud, letting her hear his appreciation and showing it by thrusting his hips into her pretty little mouth. He didn't care much what the driver thought, and if anything found it fun to test how Sam would manage to stall over his vocal moaning. <br><br>He was distinctly impressed by the show she put on, and vocally encouraged her. "Fuck, Clarissa. You're such a hungry little slut." He almost growled as he felt himself throb harder in her mouth. He prided himself on his control, but right now he was happy to let himself finish and head inside for more fun. So he closed his eyes, the image of her bobbing up and down all he could see as he moved his hips with her mouth. <br><br>There was a particularly loud moan when his fingers grasped her hair hard, pulling her down. The feeling of his old crush finally being his had gotten too much. He felt himself throb and pulse, a warmth rushing up his shaft before he exploded into her waiting mouth. His hips didn't stop moving, as though he was trying his hardest to drive it deeper into her while the thick, warm seed painted her tongue and throat. "Good princess." He said, breathing a little heavier and opening his eyes to see how Clarissa looked, and to see Sam's reaction to what he'd done with Clarissa's mouth.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>11-11-2018, 21:41:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam was somewhat relieved and in a small way jealous as Clarissa gave him the go-ahead to distract the driver. He smiled at the two of them and gave a little limp-fingered wave and a "have fun." As he slipped out of the car door, wiggling his body around Johnny's big hand as he went.<br><br>Once he stepped out he could hear the moaning through the closed door and winced. The drivers were tolerant but still this had to be annoying for them, Sam thought as he smoothed his dress out and walked the few steps to the driver's window. <br><br>"Hey." He said with a disarming smile. "They just spilled something and are cleaning it up it will just be a second." He said breezily, bending over the window, letting his ass stick out as he put his hands on the side of the car. "You guys are always so patient with us thank you sooo much." He said, reaching out and rubbing the man's arm as he handed him a rather big tip with the other, slipping it into the man's shirt pocket. <br><br>"Hey for that kind of tip and this kind of view I can wait." The man said smugly as the ditzy, slutty socialite talked to him like he was the one in charge here.<br><br>View? Sam wondered glancing up. The view of the condo was rather nice he supposed. They lived up in the penthouse of course, the entire top floor of this building, which was a sort of old style deco work that invoked memories of the golden age of hollywood. Inside of course everything was modern and top of the line, the building having classy vintage decor and modern accouterments was what made it so glitzy. And what made it so expensive, but of course the twins could afford it. They'd tried splitting the massive condo in half at first, but they spent so much time with each other that now it just all resembled a series of shared rooms, neither of them really having personal space from the other. As Sam spent more time in girly outfits, his boy clothes had retreated further in the walk in closets and makeup had made its way to nearly every bathroom and dressing room and there were at least a dozen shoe racks in the house all filled with glamorous, scandalous heels. One would have to dig deep to think they were on anything but the home of a pair of girls who thought they lived in a reality show about rich young promiscuous airheads.<br><br>"I meant this." The driver said, giving Sam's ass a smack.<br><br>Sam yelped and staggered forward a half step. He hadn't been expecting that. He reacted as Clarissa had trained him with a smile and a submissive giggle, clutching his purse nervously. <br><br>"You know sometime if you girls strike out and you need a man up there you just let me know." The man 'offered chivalrously.' <br><br>"Ooooh well maybe we might." Sam said, realizing that this could probably stall him forever. <br><br>He was still flirting with the driver when the other two finally emerged from the car. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>11-11-2018, 23:49:36</strong>
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				Each word Johnny said only managed to make Clarissa more eager to suck him off. Each word of encouragement from him warranted another swirl of her tounge around his shaft. The way he grabbed her hair was also part in putting her on edge. He held on lightly at first, guiding her as she worked to bring him to a promised orgasm. Then he held on strongly, pulling her down onto his hot throbbing shaft. She would have smiled if she could when she felt him explode and fill her mouth with her prize.<br><br>She did her best to swallow what she could at the begining, but when she looked up at Johnny after he let go of her hair, she couldn't hide the way her lips glistened from the cum as well as the few drops that hung from the edges of her lips. She simply made a dumb smile at him when he called her a princess. it was always her favorite nickname back in the day, even though she pretended to hate it. "It is jsut an appetizer" she said in her best seductive voice as she packed his cock neatly back in his pants before opening the door and pulling him with her.<br><br>Outside Sam had been doing his best to keep the driver occupied. Maybe a bit too well. She was sure she recognized the yelp he usually made when slapped just right. "We are good to go now, Sammie" she smiled towards her twin, still glistening from the cum and with Johnny by her side. The night had just begun and Sam had already made sure that it would be one of the best nights she had. Clarissa knew that she owed him big time and she was more than prepared to give him anything he wanted in return.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>12-11-2018, 00:22:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Johnny finished, and spent a few seconds watching Clarissa struggling to swallow. The sounds made him throb again, not feeling like there was much chance of him going soft when this excited. It was easy to see the way her lips shined, especially when she gave that little bimbo smile. He couldn't wait to see her with her legs spread wide and that slutty look on her face. Soon now. <br><br>He almost encouraged her to clean her lips with her tongue, but decided he'd rather Sam saw her like this. "Of course, princess. Much more for you later." He grinned and let her zip up his pants for him, not caring to help, and followed her from the car quickly. On the way out, once standing, he gave Clarissa's ass a firm slap and a following rough squeeze.<br><br>He looked Sam over and realised the little slut had been cockteasing the driver. It made him smirk to think of that. "I bet Sammie's good to go. Probably jealous of the mouthful you just got, Clarissa. Don't you think?" He smiled to Clarissa, then looked over to Sam. "Give your sis' a kiss to get a taste." It wasn't much of an offer, more an instruction, albeit this one was delivered fairly politely. He kept one hand at Clarissa's hips, playing with both her hip and thigh as his hand casually groped her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>12-11-2018, 08:53:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam was quite happy to turn away from the grabby hands and lewd suggestions of the driver, hands and suggestions that he did nothing but giggle empty-headedly in response to, and he practically scurried out of slapping and pinching range the moment the back door of the car opened. <br><br>He could see his sister was glowing like a Christmas Tree, so happy and beautiful, and that Johnny was even more smug and powerful than before. Of course he knew exactly what had happened but it was nice to see it had gone well. He was about to say something but then Johnny gave his command.<br><br>Kiss his sister? Oh anytime. It was one of his favorite things to do. Lick up Johnny's cum, the cum of the man who had made his life hell for years? Ugh!!!<br><br>He hesitated for just a vacant-eyed moment, as if the instruction was just so complicated, and then something intervened. He heard the sound of people coming towards the front door of the high rise condo. <br><br>Sam was oddly defensive of his sister, even after everything that had happened. Normally one would think that not only encouraging your sister to dress up slutty and go home with whoever she wanted would be the sort of thing a protective person would not be happy with, let alone active enable and join in on, but Sam didn't judge Clarissa on what she wanted or what she enjoyed. He just limited the stuff that she wouldn't. His sense of an incoming dance request that she'd say no to was nearly supernatural and his ability to step between his sister and whoever it was and get rid of them, either by telling them off or giving them a quick dance and then escaping, was something he was very good at. Even little things like being the one that the driver's fondled, or the one who gave the bouncer a kiss to let them in front of the line, Sam always made sure that was him.<br><br>So the sight of cum on his sister's lips, she wanted Johnny to enjoy that. But not whoever was coming. It wasn't for them. And so moving quickly, instinctively, Sam swept in and swirled his tongue, surprisingly thick and long given how little his mouth was, all around her lips and cleaned up the majority of it one fell swoop, wrapping up his sister and kissing her all over her face quickly to leave her spic and span. <br><br>After she was clean though, Sam didn't stop, arms wrapped around his sister's shoulders, their slender curves pressed together (although one set was padded) he kissed his sister, savoring the joy of her soul as the two embraced. Kiss Clarissa? Oh all day long if he could. In fact he likely would until interrupted when it was time to go upstairs.<br><br>He heard the people pass behind them, no doubt rolling their eyes at the sluts from the penthouse being at it again, but none of them seeing anything Clarissa didn't want them to. Sam made sure of that. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>14-11-2018, 23:48:21</strong>
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				Clarissa happily took in her brother's tounge, letting herself give into Sam's touch and his lips. It wasn't the first time they had kissed with cum in between them, and it wouldn't be the last time for sure. Their arms wrapped thermselves around one another and it seemed that they both lost themselves in a pure moment of lust in the partking garage. Clarissa would never know that Sam was saving her from the embarresment of being seen with cum in her lips by the passing people. She really never had any ideas of the lengths Sam went to in orde to shelter and protect her.<br><br>After a while, she pulled back from her twin and eyed him down with a lusty stare. "That was... wow" she said softly before eyeing the elevator. "Shall we?" she aske asshe took Johnny and Sam by the hand and led them into the small confines of the metal box, promptly pressing the button, sending them all upwards towards their final destination for the night.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>15-11-2018, 02:54:56</strong>
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				Johnny watched on happily as Sam seemed all too eager to follow his instructions, and the way he treated his sister's cum-slicked lips caused Johnny to throb. He had so much more to give the two of them it was aching already. <br><br>When the kiss broke he was quick to take Clarissa's hand, letting her lead him to the elevator. Once there he quickly positioned himself between the two girls, his broad arms wrapping around their waists and his hands wasting no time returning to groping them. The closer they got to the apartment the rougher he became, and now they were in the privacy of the elevators he lost all subtlety in feeling the girl's curves.<br><br>He longed to pull their dresses up, or even rip them out of the way, and it was all he could do to keep himself to just squeezing, feeling and playing with them. The way they bounced against his grip was perfect, the right mixture of soft yet firm that caused him to give the odd pinch and slap. For a while he was surprisingly quiet, mostly focused on enjoying the feelings.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>17-11-2018, 08:03:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam was hoping that his sister would stay in the middle, but as soon as they were in the elevator Johnny had put himself between the 'girls' again, hands around their waists and roaming wherever they pleased. A few quick squeezes of Sam's chest confirmed that yes, that was just padding after all, and he noticed that big hand stayed down south of his slender waist after that, really getting into his ass and squeezing and pinching. Every time he tried to say something he felt like he got a pinch or a big squeeze the made him squirm or yelp and shut him up as he glanced down, embarrassed as his vocal reactions to being felt up so vigorously. He could tell his sister was getting the same treatment, although more spread out as unlike Sam she actually had a chest that was very fun to fondle.<br><br>The elevator took them to the top floor and when it opened there was just a short path to the double doors that led into the only rooms on this floor, the penthouse. Just a set of doors and a large dropoff box for parcels that was currently empty. Sam took his keycard from his purse and waved it near the doors and they opened up, and the three entered.<br><br>The living room was luxurious and large, and looked like the sort of room two young, hot, free-loving girls would share. It was well-decorated and clean, but also very welcoming and inviting, with big couches, a huge tv, a nice table or two and an open entrance to the kitchen with a full bar nearby. <br><br>"I'll uh, make up those gin and tonics." Sam volunteered, slipping out of Johnny's grasp to sway his hips over to the bar where he set down his purse and started mixing up three drinks for them. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>20-11-2018, 21:44:41</strong>
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				During the long elevator ride up, Clarissa enjoyed feeling Johnny's rough hand on her. Every squeeze and pinch only managed to make her want it more. She leaned into him as they ascended, wanting more of his touch. Only briefly did she look over to Sam to make sure that he was okay. Even if he wasn't she knew that he was willing to go to great lenghts to make sure she had a good evening. He wouldn't show any signs of discomfort. God, what had she done to deserve such a wonderful twin?<br><br>Once the doors opened, she was quick to pull Johnny towards the luxorious couches in the living room. She sat down and pulled Johnny down with her. "Isn't the view great?" she asked with big dumb eyes. Then she peered towars her twin. "Oh, take your time sis" she winked before turning her attention back to Johnny, nestling up to him as Sam made to make their drinks.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>21-11-2018, 03:08:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Johnny enjoyed the two girl's loud reactions as he played with them. His brain had blurred the lines on whether Sam was Sam or Sammie but he didn't care. He was just having fun hearing the soft moans as he felt their tight bodies. He kept the hand on Sam towards his ass, whereas Clarissa got felt all over. <br><br>He was impressed and pleased by the apartment that greeted him. More than enough room to have fun with both girls in comfort. Johnny didn't pay too much attention to the drinks, briefly letting his eyes stare plainly at Sam's ass as he walked away before returning his attention to Clarissa as she led him to the couch. Once there he sat down with her, making sure he was about as close as he could be to Clarissa. <br><br>He loved hearing her call Sam 'sis' and smirked slightly. His eyes were shamelessly at her cleavage when she asked about the view, and he quickly agreed. After that he moved a hand to her hips, encouraging her to move to the side a little and sit on his lap rather than beside him. It was easy enough to lift Clarissa by the hips and seat her square on his lap where she would be able to distinctly feel his once again aching bulge. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>21-11-2018, 03:20:59</strong>
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				Sam gave Clarissa a thrilled little smile as she called him sis. He always loved when she did that! Even though he had a suspicion that this time it was more for the benefit of their guest than himself. True, he was wiggling his hips as he walked to the bar, but that was just because he was wearing five inch heels and a short dress, right? Of course. Why else would it be? <br><br>He brushed his hair back as he mixed up the drinks, watching his sister and his bully get even more cozy in the reflection of the mirror that hung above the wet bar. He gulped as he saw the way he handled her. It made the mix of emotions in his stomach even worse. How hot it was to see his sister get felt that way when he knew she wanted it, how happy it was for her to find the guy he knew she'd been crushing on for ages, and of course how mortifying it was that the man doing it was the one who used to push him around and call him names just for fun not that long ago. He watched for a moment, sucking in his plumped up, painted lips as he wondered so many things. <br><br>But he couldn't delay any longer and so he put the drinks on a silver tray and walked over with them. He bent down at the waist and knees both to set it down gingerly on the coffee table in front of them, easily within grabbing range. "Here you go you want them or...oh I'll just leave them here." He said with a little smile as he saw their hands might be preoccupied.<br><br>"Uh, well, um." He blushed adorably. "Maybe I should just leave you two to this?" He asked, glancing at his sister for permission as he took a deep gulp of his own drink. He had a feeling she was going to want him to stick around for a bit, and of course he was going to agree to do it, but he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he didn't at least <em>try</em> wiggle out of it. Besides his job as the wing-girl was done for the night, yes? He'd gotten Clarissa her stud and now they could be left to it and once Johnny proved himself a total disappointment they could go find someone else tomorrow. Or the next day. Maybe they should spend a day in cuddling, he smiled at the thought. And maybe after that, maybe he should try to be more of a male in the relationship? Ugh he didn't want to. But being so girly got him, well, in situations like this where he was in a tight little club dress and five inch heels and totally made up serving drinks to his high school bully. He gulped a little as he glanced at the mirror again and saw the image he made. Damn. All the partying and dressing up really had added up quickly! 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>24-11-2018, 13:11:01</strong>
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				Clarissa happily climbed on top of Johnny's lap, snuggling close to him. She loved how he wasn't afraid to stare down her chest, almost as if admiring her and the woman she had become. Either that or he was shamelessly lusting for her. Either way worked for her. When Sam returned to them with their drinks she only smiled at him and motioned for him to join them. "Please don't go" she beckoned as she reached out to take her drink.<br><br>Sipping it slowly she continued. "You at least need to help me get this dress off. You know how snug it was to get on" she smiled, wrapping her arms around Johnny's neck as she nestled against him. It was only partly true. While she did want Sam to be with them, she mostly wanted to give Johnny a show by having him undress her. She also hoped that Sam would stick around for the main event, and maybe even participate a bit.<br><br>"Like the drink?" she asked Johnny as she planted small kisses on his neck, the feel of his bulge pressing against her dress, desperate to get free.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>25-11-2018, 10:17:18</strong>
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				"I don't think you should, Sammie." Johnny agreed with Clarissa. He didn't want Sam going anywhere. He'd either enjoy the audience or enjoy convincing him to play too. Johnny smiled at the thought of Sam undressing Clarissa for him. He leaned forward, holding Clarissa to him with one arm while reaching to take his drink with the other.<br><br>Once he had it Johnny took a large gulp, drinking fast and smiling. The buzz was good. It made all this feel so good. "The lady needs a hand Sammie. It'd be unfair for you to leave her to struggle out of that dress on her own. And if I help I'll only tear it off." He had a wolfish smile, which he let Clarissa see before flashing it at Sam to make sure he knew Johnny was all too happy to rip that dress out of the way if he had to. <br><br>There was a nod as he continued to drink and lightly move his hips, pushing the bulge against that dress that he expected Sam to get out of the way now. "It's a good drink. Your sis' is talented." He smirked. Outwardly now he was solely calling Sam a girl. He wanted to reinforce that idea as much as he could. "C'mon, be a good girl and get her out the dress." His eyes returned to Clarissa, staring over her body as he waited to see it bare in front of him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>25-11-2018, 17:05:09</strong>
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				Sam was clearly trying to think of how to justify not doing as told, but his eyes grew big at the threat of the dress being ruined. "Rip it? No no no no!" He threw up his hands, waving them in a limp-wristed panic, as he took the mincing steps closer as quick as he could, obviously having ran in his heels before as he did it like a hooker born. <br><br>He stepped into the space created by Johnny's spread legs, standing next to where his sister was sitting now, his bare arms wrapped protectively about her, forcing him to come into contact with Johnny as he did. "Okay okay just don't rip it!" He gasped. There was some comedy to the fact that the brother was the one throwing a girly fit about a dress getting ripped, whereas the sister herself seemed more amused at the idea. <br><br>But Sam knew Clarissa loved that dress. And Sam loved the way she looked in it. Heck, if he had breasts he'd have borrowed it by now - his lack of that body part forcing him to wear the more high necked versions like the one that hugged him just as tightly as hers did now - and he knew that no matter how fun she found the idea of Johnny ripping her dress of she'd be happier to be ravaged by the man <em>and</em> still have her dress in the morning.<br><br>Sam's legs wiggled up against Johnny's as he stood inside the space of his lap. He wanted to say no to this man's requests. Sure he was using the same terms Clarissa did, but when Clarissa called him her sister it meant they loved each other and shared everything and were happily giggly and slutty. When Johnny called him that there was such a smug sense of I'm the man and you're just bimbo number two when I get bored of this one in my lap. Sammy wanted to push back against that. But he knew Clarissa loved it and well, he had to think of her first. Be a fun slut, be a fun slut, he repeated their mantra in his head as he tried to calm himself.<br><br>He bent over now, ass sticking out against Johnny's leg as he wrapped his sister up in a loving embrace and kissed her softly, reaching for the top of her zipper he gently tugged it down. It was a very tight fit and he had to tug with all his might to get it to start moving, if it didn't stick so hard it would have come undone on its own several times over the night of course, but finally he got it down and the rest of Clarissa's back came into view as her dress loosened.<br><br>Still kissing at her face, still unconsciously wiggling his ass against Johnny's leg, Sam slipped his sister's arms from the sleeve openings, four slender girlish limbs tangled together for a moment in front of Johnny's face as he slipped her dress down now around her waist. <br><br>He tugged her to her feet just for a second so he could wiggle the dress past her thighs and then returned her to Johnny's lap so she could lift her legs up and he could pull it off of her long, beautiful legs and carefully past her heels. <br><br>He couldn't help it, he was giggling now too, the act of undressing his sister always something he very much enjoyed. He turned to face the table and bent over it, placing the dress down carefully, only realizing he was rubbing his ass right in Johnny's crotch as he did when it provoked the predictable reaction causing Sammy to squeal a bit and jump away as if he'd been pinched and blushing a little, trying to stand away from Johnny's dick (a rather futile effort given its size and how little space he had to work with) as he turned back to his sister with a giggle.<br><br>"You know..." he said a little breathlessly. "You really love that bra too...and those shoes...want me to....?" He grinned in offer running his hands up and down her side as the two of them shared space in Johnny's lap, Clarissa happily sitting in it and Sammy standing in the space made by Johnny's spread legs. <br><br>Sam didn't give much thought to his own dress. Yes, he loved it just as much as Clarissa loved hers, but he didn't get the feeling it was in any danger of being ripped off. Not while a half-naked Clarissa was in Johnny's lap! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>28-11-2018, 16:41:29</strong>
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				Clarissa watched her twin with delight as he stumbled around the room, trying to find a good position to take her dress off. Then he managed to find a way and as he kissed her, the dress started to slip off of her body. To finally have her body free from the constraints of the tight dress and exposed like that felt amazing. And it was made that much more sweeter by the fact that it was Sam undressing her. After much wiggling from both of the siblings, the dress was finally off, leaving Clarissa in her underwear on Johnny's lap.<br><br>"I do love them" she mused ash she looked down at her bra and shoes. Sam always seemed to love taking care of her their clothes. It had in fact been him who had picked out their matching outfits for the evening. All the way down to the underwear. She raised her leg up, as if she expected Sam to know what to do with them. "I did promise you that you could wear them sometime" she giggled as she looked back at Johnny. All the while she had managed to juggle her drink around, and took another sip as she waited for Sam to fully undress her.<br><br>"Maybe afterwards you can help Johnny out of his clothes?" she asked with a smirk, longing to see his body in its full glory.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>29-11-2018, 22:44:07</strong>
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				Johnny almost laughed at the way Sam reacted and rushed to save the dress. If his eyes had been on him he might've noticed the way he ran in the heels, but Johnny's eyes were fully focused on Clarissa. He didn't even glance at Sam as he pressed against Johnny, but he didn't shy away in the least. Instead he kept his legs nice and firm when Sam's legs brushed up to his. It was fun to see just how willing Sam would turn out to be, to push himself and please his sister. It was cute in a way.<br><br>There was barely a moment between Sam's ass being within reach and one of Johnny's firm hands finding a place to rest. He kept one on Clarissa's hip, holding her a lot more delicately than the way he roughly felt Sam. Whilst he toyed with Sam he watched the undressing, admiring the way the dress fell from Clarissa's smooth body. He didn't have a lot to say, but his eyes conveyed a lot as they took in her curves with a clear hunger.<br><br>The sight of Clarissa in just her underwear with her heels still on excited Johnny a lot, and it was all he could do to avoid being tempted to drag that off too. He was fairly sure it wouldn't stay on too much longer. When Sammy's ass pressed harder to his crotch Johnny rewarded the slut with a nice, firm spank and did nothing to stop his aching bulge rubbing against Sammy's dress. His eyes remained on Clarissa, more using Sammy as a good outlet for his desire to roughly squeeze and play with something, while his other hand softly stroked at Clarissa's curves.<br><br>His eyes on Clarissa's he saw her smirk when she suggested Sammy help him undress. He'd enjoy that. In response Johnny turned his head with Clarissa's eyeing Sammy with an expectant, confident look. "I'm sure your sister can do that for you. Can't she?" He asked, his eyes on Sammy as he wondered both if and how this new slutty version of Sam would do this. If he was directed to stand Johnny would be happy to let either twin's soft hands guide him to let them more easily remove his clothing.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>30-11-2018, 01:32:15</strong>
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				Sam wasn't entirely surprised to find a big hand resting on his ass as he bent over, he was little more surprised when he got the most intense spank of the evening so far, making the boy let out a little yell of surprise as his nicely curved ass stung from the slap of it, both of his hands quickly covering his ass as he stood up ramrod straight from the hard spanking, turning around with open mouthed shock and staring at Johnny aghast. The squeezing had been one thing, but being flat out spanked? How dare Johnny treat him and Clarissa like that! He glanced over at his sister to see her - being stroked tenderly. Oh. <br><br>He couldn't help but smile. It was so sweet and she looked so happy. Dammit he'd probably just made it look like he was happy to be spanked. Dammit! Well, he could handle a few spankings. Plus it did feel kind of nice...<br><br>He glanced down as Clarissa made her point and he grinned instantly, sheepishly, glancing at Johnny a bit embarrassed. Of course he wanted to borrow these shoes! They were so sexy! He cradled her leg in his hand and leaned down and kissed her toes as he slipped it off gently, rubbing her feet as he pulled the ultra high heel away, giving it a nice long squeezing rub as he kissed her toes again and then repeated it all slowly, lovingly, thoroughly with the other leg, carefully taking her shoes and wiggling away to the nearest rack and placing them there. He should have taken off his own heels and put them there too, but nobody had told him to do that and it would just be a waste of time that he could be attending to his sister. He hurried back and slipped his bare arms around her again, unhooking her bra expertly and slowly pulling it away, leaning down and kissing her breasts softly as he did. He didn't do anything too stimulating, he knew she wanted Johnny for that, but he did savor pressing his plumped lips over her soft skin as he slowly pulled the beautiful bra away and hung it over the dress for now.<br><br>He smiled at the sight of his sister naked except for her panties on Johnny's lap. "You're so beautiful." He said softly to her with a smile, fixing her hair up a little as her and Johnny spoke. <br><br>"Oh he doesn't want me to-" Sam began, but then Johnny was already telling Clarissa what her 'sister' could do. He gulped. Dammit. Okay. But as soon as she got them both naked they'd be all over each other right? And then who would need Sam?<br><br>"Yes Johnny." He said, glancing at the man with shy demure doe eyes. He turned so that he was facing the man, mincing about his sister so that he was standing between Johnny's legs again, and bent down at the waist, reaching out for his top buttons. Slowly, gently, obediently, he began to unbutton the man's shirt, his long nails easily working around the expensive material. He would not stop until it was already done and then would hope that Johnny would shrug it off. If that didn't happen, he would bent over further and slip his hands under the man's arms and help him out of his shirt, fake chest rubbing up against a very real one as he did. <br><br>He paused and his fingers toyed over the end of Johnny's belt for a bit timidly, looking nervous, before he realized he didn't quite have the nerve yet and bent down to undo the man's shoes and shocks and pull them off. These feet did not get a kiss for a reward, or even much of a squeeze. <br><br>After that he straightened up again, looking rather tense as he reached out for the belt once more. Surely someone was going to stop him right? But the way that huge cock bulged under his fingers he was starting to doubt it. <br><br>Looking like he was afraid that cock was going to bite him the minute he was free, he sucked in his lower lip and closed his eyes and started to undo Johnny's belt. If no one interrupted him, he would pull his pants open and down and off.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>10-12-2018, 14:13:08</strong>
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				Clarissa loved the way Sam gently removed her bra. How he carefully and tenderly kissed and nursed her feet as he removed the shoes. She always loved whenever he would care for her and tease her like he did. She relished in his kisses and his touch as he made his way down her body, carefully undressing his sister. She looked somewhat dissapointed as he moved away from her and turned her attention towards their guest. Even though it was her idea, she couldn't help but crave her brother's touch more.<br><br>Still, Clarissa looked with joy and excitement as Sam slithered into place between Johnny's legs. The way he removed the shirt was almost hypnotic, his long slender fingers perfectly picking each button apart to expose their shared prize underneath. Still sipping on the drink, her eyes widened as she watched how Sam figdeted with his belt, making the anticipation almost unbearable. "You look so pretty" she beamed down at her twin, encouraging and supporting him. She couldn't wait to play with Johnny and Sam and the anticipation only grew until she finally saw Sam release Johnny's cock from its prison for the second time that evening.<br><br>Leaning into Johnny she nuzzled gently against his neck, kissing it as she let her free hand roam oer his exposed chest. Still looking down at Sam, she smiled, eager to see where the night would bring them all.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>10-12-2018, 15:05:50</strong>
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				Johnny just smirked when Sammie stared at him after the spanking. The cute smile made him note to repeat the motion soon. Before he could continue to tease Sam Johnny was distracted by the removal of Clarissa's clothes. Johnny relaxed and admired the show, watching the way Sammie kissed and rubbed at her, impressed by the way Clarissa's brother used those soft little hands. The reveal of Clarissa's bare breasts caused Johnny to throb, and to feel a distinct desire to take over touching them. But he knew he'd get his chance. He chimed in on the compliment to Clarissa though. "A beautiful slutty girl." <br><br>Johnny's own hands rubbed and teased over Clarissa's soft skin, letting her feel his rough and firm grip without interrupting Sammie's efforts at undressing Clarissa. Now she was in just her panties Johnny's aching was growing a lot worse a lot faster, and he was glad they were happy to undress him. <br><br>"Good girl." Came the quick reply when Sammie replied with that little 'yes johnny'. He was beginning to feel more and more confident about encouraging Sam to think of himself solely as Sammie here. It felt natural.<br><br>Johnny's eyes kept on Sammie's while his former victim undressed him, doing little to aid and grinning when he forced Sammie to press close and rub up against him to remove the shirt. With Sammie pressed against him the contrast was stark. Johnny's now bare arms were several times the size of Sammie's, with well toned muscles that his physical job and good exercise had kept together. He broke the gaze to look over at Clarissa, smiling and glad to see the way she watched Sam. <br><br>"Such a pretty little airhead."&nbsp; He agreed, half complimenting and half insulting Sammie as they seemed much more nervous now their fingers were at Johnny's belt. He did nothing to stop the undressing, if anything giving an expectant look as the ache grew worse. He wasn't willing to be confined to his pants any longer. <br><br>When they slid down his cock did indeed jump free, almost threatening to slap Sammie's cheek where they bent near the belt. The shaft itself was already painfully hard, lined with distinct veins and a slight redness as it strained for attention. Aside from the length it hung with a weight, and thickness, that looked near-comparable to the girl's slender wrists. Toward the base there lay dark hair, just about trimmed but very visible as a contrast to the notably smooth girls. That hair did nothing to hide the way his balls hung low, already clamouring for another release even after filling Clarissa's mouth once. <br><br>Johnny responded to the freedom with a relaxed sigh, enjoying the sight of Clarissa's eyes on it as his attention was now on her, though he did look forward to watching Sammie nervously respond to the full sight of Johnny for the first time since the locker rooms. <br><br>One arm wrapped around Clarissa, encouraging her to press close to him as her hand trailed against his muscular, slightly hairy chest. His fingertips found their way to her hair, running through it delicately as though petting her lightly. The other hand was at his hip, resting lightly. While his eyes could not meet Clarissa's as she was at his neck he instead turned his gaze to Sammie, confident smirk on his lips as he watched the boy's reaction to being face to face with Johnny's cock. He didn't say anything, but made sure to keep up a look of expectation, seeing where Sammie's instincts would lead them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>15-12-2018, 22:23:06</strong>
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				Sam felt the words spinning about him again, so sweet and pure and wonderful from his sister, who he graced with glowing smiles and loving affection, and yet the same words causing him to wince and his plastered-on grin to falter as Johnny chimed in with what would seem to be similar sentiments. But as Clarissa said it it seemed so loving and warm and beautiful, and as Johnny said it it seemed so smug and condescending and dominant. <br><br>"You <em>are</em> so pretty." Sam said to his sister, squeezing her hand lovingly as she nuzzled into Johnny. <br><br>Johnny's body coming into sight, just after that smug 'good girl' caused Sam to become even more insecure and nervous. Johnny's arm was the size of his waist, his cock the size of his wrist, it just seemed so...unfair! Weren't guys who teased other in high school supposed to have small dicks?!? There was nothing small about what Sam let free from those shorts and he had to look away with a little blush as he thought about how this was the biggest one he'd seen up close. So much for him not being able to satisfy Clarissa....fuck were they really going to end up seeing him more than once?!?<br><br>He didn't know what to say to being called a pretty airhead except to giggle and smile at Johnny and then his sister. It didn't matter what he thought, he reminded himself, it reminded what she thought. If Clarissa wanted him to call Sam that, he could. If she didn't mind, Sam didn't mind. Sam sort of hoped she might mind but she didn't look like she was concerned about anything except getting on with what they'd started.<br><br>Unsure of what to do, still holding Johnny's clothes. Sam stammered, "I'll uh, go hang these up." In a meek little voice. He turned to bend and pick up Clarissa's clothes as well. <br><br>Not that either of them would be glancing his direction what with themselves being nearly naked in each other's arms, but if they did they'd see Sammy very gently and deliberately folding and hanging Johnny's clothes and Clarissa's dress and carefully putting her shoes up. He even hung Johnny's underwear up and set his shoes down by the closet to keep them all safe.<br><br>He held Clarissa's bra in his hands and glanced back at them, enthralled with each other. He slipped into her room quickly to put it away. <br><br>Once there he breathed a huge sigh of relief at being out of that situation. It was so awkward for him but not for them. Should he just stay in here? Well shit he was in her room and this was where they'd be coming. Well okay maybe he could just get it ready for them. He quickly made up the bed, mincing around it in his tight dress and heels that he hadn't thought of moving, and put some water and another drink or three by the night stand. She thought for a moment. Would she want her fuzzy cuffs out for this? Yeah, she probably would. <br><br>Sammy opened the drawer and pulled out the cuffs and latched them onto the top of the bed, smiling at the thought of either of them being strapped in by the other. He sighed in contentedness, thinking of how happy his sister would be. He wondered how much longer they'd be in the living room...<br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>18-12-2018, 13:42:00</strong>
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				Sam had such a cute little look on his face as the cock sprung free from its prison. It was not only impressive, but it was bordering on worship territory. Something that she was sure that she would be doing that night. Looking back to her brother as he frantically gathered hers and Johnny's clothes, she quickly extended her hand to pull him close. "Thank you, Sam. Don't be gone too long" she whispered in his ear punctuated with a kiss, before he walked away from her and Johnny.<br><br>Her eyes lingered on his tight dress for a second before she turned her attention back to Johnny and his now naked form. Staring down at his erect cock, she smirked as she let her hands dance over his body once more. "You certainly look like you saw something you liked" she teased as her fingers touched his member. "And you cetainly look more than ready, but I wonder..." she remarked as she suddenly straddled Johnny, pushing her upper body up towards him. "Could you help me get ready?" she asked and motioned towards her panties.<br><br>That was a lie, really. She was already more than excited as evidenced by the clear wet spot on her panties. In truth she had been dripping ever since Sam first touched the zipper on her dress. But she wanted to see if she could play with Johnny a little bit before they got started. And she hoped that Sam was watching his sister take control.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>18-12-2018, 15:32:13</strong>
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				Johnny breathed a nice sigh of release when Sammie freed him. The aching had really been getting to be too much, and he had longed to be let out of his jeans since he reached their apartment. There was an arrogant smirk on his lips when he saw Sammie look away. It didn't surprise him much, and he did nothing to hide his cock from either of the twins. He stood proud, muscular body and almost oversized cock both in display. He took a moment to watch as Sammie excused herself and seemingly fled the sight, grinning while re-focusing on Clarissa. <br><br>He loved the way she now stared at him, his cock throbbing at her attention. "Two things I liked." He noted, genuinely complimenting Sammie without particularly considering it. "I'm always ready. And happy to help out a princess like you." He grinned, seeing where she motioned and letting her straddle him as he lay back onto the couch. Once there he lowered himself further, collapsing to lay on his back and letting her sit atop him. <br><br>He looked up at her with a hunger in his eyes, placing his rough hands on her hips and lifting her. Johnny had no difficulty lifting the slender Clarissa, placing her to almost be seated atop his face. She was far enough away that he could still comfortably look up at her, but close enough that he could almost feel the heat emanating from her. Johnny lewdly opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out, flicking it suggestively up at Clarissa. While not as excessive as a lot of the rest of him Johnny had a long tongue, which easily curled to tempt her to slide her panties out of the way. "Give me a taste princess." He instructed her, still clearly feeling he had a good deal of control here. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>18-12-2018, 17:21:29</strong>
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				Clarissa giggled as she was being lifted and moved by Johnny's strong arms. She had him right where she wanted him. Or, at least she thought so. In truth she was under his thumb and they both knew it, but the illusion of control excited her. Smiling down at him as he lay on his back and extended his tounge, she was quick to slide her panties out of the way to reveal her warm and inviting womanhood. She was slowly dripping onto his face as she descended down onto him.<br><br>"I have been waiting for this" she said as she planted herself ontop of him. When he started to move his tounge around, she would let out a series of satisfied moans and giggles that she was certain would draw the attention of Sam in the next room. Even though it was hers and Johnny's time to fool around, she still hoped and wanted that her twin was there to see her and support her.<br><br>Still as she looked down on her long time crush, she began to buck her hips and was practically riding his face like he was a toy. A toy just for her and Sam.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>19-12-2018, 03:51:00</strong>
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				Johnny held his tongue out and mouth wide open, eagerly welcoming the drops of Clarissa's juices. He tasted her and let out a deep moan, his eyes doing their best to tell her just how badly he wanted her to get seated. While he was holding his mouth open he was still clearly half-smiling and very happy to finally get to taste the girl he'd fantasised about. <br><br>He couldn't speak to agree with her. Not with his mouth full of her sex, as he immediately lapped at her. But he couldn't have agreed more that he'd waited for this too. His tongue was firm and eager, and he licked eagerly at Clarissa in a show of the way he was more than happy to take good care of her needs. Even if he was beneath her like this he felt in control. His firm hands reached up, setting at her hips and guiding her in a light reminder that it would be just as easy for him to lift her off as it had been to push her down. <br><br>But he didn't want that. Instead he helped her balance, letting her move at any pace she liked and making no effort to limit the way she dripped against his lips, tongue and jawline. Soon a good deal of his lower face was slick with Clarissa, and he only moved his tongue more hungrily as she gave him what he was working for. His own stifled moans were louder at the sweet, intoxicating taste and he made no effort to be quiet or subtle. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>19-12-2018, 13:46:29</strong>
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				Clarissa relished being able to look down at a man for once. Usually it was them looking down at her on her knees, but this was a rare opportunity to look down as she was being pleasured by her long time crush. Not holding back, she allowed herself to sink deeper down until she was practically drowning him in her womanhood. Feeling his hands on her hips, holding her in place, she let out a long satisfied moan as she enjoyed his touch on her body.<br><br>She stretched her neck as she looked around hers and Sam's apartment. They had managed to stretch their money well, she mused as she looked out at the skyline of the city and then back down to Johnny on their expensive couch. Bucking her hips, she started to let her hands feel up her own body, carressing her breasts and putting on a show for Johnny.<br><br>Each flick of his tounge sent shivers down her spine and only made her moan more and squirm just that little bit extra. Still she knew this was just the beginning, and when she looked over her shoulder she would see her prize waiting for her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>19-12-2018, 16:52:10</strong>
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				Johnny didn't care that the way Clarissa seated herself made it a challenge to breath. He was all too happy with the situation and if anything was only further encouraged by the way she seemed so hungry for his tongue. He licked desperately, drinking down what he could of her wetness and making certain his flicking tongue occasionally found and licked over her clit. There was no subtlety in the way he moaned against her. <br><br>His strong, rough hands groped her harder, spurred on by the taste of her sex at his mouth. As she looked down he let one move away from her a little, before giving her a gentle slap on the ass. He wanted to see her reaction, and to feel the way her tight body bounced in response to the impact. Feeling satisfied with the response he wasted no time following up with a harder spank, rough hand slapping with a sharp impact that wasn't too rough yet. He was looking forward to bending her over and spanking her properly though.<br><br>For now he moved both hands from her hips to her ass, holding with a rough grip that squeezed and toyed with her, pressing her down harder on his tongue and proving he wanted her to seat herself hard just as much as she did. Holding her harder his tongue pressed deeper, eagerly trying to taste as much of Clarissa as he could now he finally had her here. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>19-12-2018, 17:47:35</strong>
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				A squeel emerged from the young girl's mouth as she felt a hand slap across her ass as well as made her rock deeper into his face. She shook as she felt him flick across her clit and lap up her juices. The second slap was harder and better, leaving a mark on her rear and having her fill the apartment with her scream. She hoped that Sam heard her through the door as she took Johnny's hint and pressed her body closer and harder into his face.<br><br>Clarissa was now practically riding Johnny's face, rocking back and forth and using him for her own pleasure. She was giggling, moaning and huffing as she felt herself getting closer and closer to her first orgasm of the night. She never would have believed that it would come from riding Johnny like that. If he could bring her to climax so fast using just his mouth, then she dared not imagine having him inside of her.<br><br>"Mmmm.... Johnny..." she gasped as she felt his hard hands grip her rear tightly, controlling her and guiding her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>20-12-2018, 03:34:14</strong>
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				Johnny loved the way Clarissa squealed. That soft voice and sensitive nature was so appealing. Her scream was a lot hotter, though, and he couldn't resist giving another rough slap to make her repeat the sound.He wondered how Sam felt about what he was doing to his sister. He also wondered how loud he could make Clarissa scream out if he had her bent over his knee. It seemed like there were good odds he'd find that out.<br><br>He was still encouraging as she rode his face, showing enthusiasm back as he licked hungrily at her. He could sense the way she moaned was intensifying, and in response he upped the effort his mouth made to pleasure her. Johnny couldn't help moaning himself, even if the sounds were dulled by the face his mouth was permanently filled with Clarissa's slick wet sex. <br><br>"Mmphm..Clarissa.mmphmm.." He managed to moan out in response, barely getting any words through her hip's relentless bucking but being determined to respond. After that he held her ass hard, his rough fingers digging into the soft skin and forcing her to seat herself hard as she could while his tongue desperately worked at her clit. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>27-12-2018, 00:14:28</strong>
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				Sam couldn't help but overhear the sounds he had expected from out in the living room of their pricey condo. He closed his eyes and squirmed, hips wiggling and hands fretting as he wondered what to do. He felt in a way trapped in Clarissa's room. He couldn't exactly leave or their attention would be drawn to him, but if stayed here, well, they'd find him sooner or later! <br><br>He bent down, a rather lovely sight in the short dress and accentuating heels given his naturally rounded backside and lovely legs, and peeked through the keyhole, holding back his long hair so he could see through his heavily made up eyes. He gasped and his mouth opened slightly as he saw that his sister was riding Johnny's face. Well, so much for hoping that Johnny was selfish jerk who would scare her away. She was like an angel perched atop a Christmas tree, glowing and happy. He wanted to chew on his lips in nervousness, but he could already hear Clarissa chiding him for how that would ruin his lip gloss. He put his nails up to his mouth to chew on them but again, he could hear his sister telling him he can't do that anymore. His nails were naturally long and lovely as hers were now after all. All of his old nervous habits seemed denied to him by his feminine decorations.<br><br>The sight of his sister in such a joyous blissful state though, well, that made him happy no matter who was causing it. He smiled warmly, feeling less like a voyeur and more like a doting brother checking in to make sure his twin sister was okay. And well, she was more than okay. He straightened up, not wanting to be teased by that sight any more, and knowing that it wasn't his place to interrupt. If she wanted him, she could call out. And if Johnny wanted him, well, Sam was pretty sure he'd demand the other boy's presence just as easily.<br><br>He checked himself in one of Clarissa's mirrors. He hadn't stripped down at all and was still in his short, tight club dress and heels. Should he change? But into what? Something less sexy? He knew that wouldn't make Clarissa happy! Into something <em>more</em> sexy? Well, that might make Johnny a little too happy. He wasn't sure what to do and so reached for his drink which he'd thankfully thought to take in here. Soon though, that would be empty to. And then what would he do?!? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>30-12-2018, 13:13:25</strong>
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				Clarissa was now pressing herself down onto Johnny's face with the entirity of her strength, trying desperately to edge closer to her inevitable orgasm. She was leaking onto him, making it difficult to stay in place, but it only made it that much more sweet everytime that his tounge hit her just rigt. Then as she held onto his hair with one hand, guiding him, and used her other to pinch her one nipple she felt the climax rush over her.<br><br>The way his fingers dug into her skin only forced it on quicker. She let out a loud scream that was sure to draw the attention of Sam in the next room. But he would have heard that scream plenty of times to know what was happening. She let herself twitch and buck her climax out, spilling juices on her long time crush's face. With a relaxed sigh, she let go of his hair and slid herself down so she could collapse onto his chest.<br><br>"That was great.... A great start" she smirked as she placed a few sloppy kisses in his mouth, mixing her fluids around.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>31-12-2018, 18:03:12</strong>
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				Johnny was very happy to let Clarissa force herself down, even if it was causing him more than a little struggle when it came to breathing. His tongue stayed just as eager and his eyes clearly said to keep going just how she liked, with his hungry licking only growing stronger when he sensed her growing closer. He allowed her hand in his hair to guide his tongue just right, squeezing her hips nice and hard when he felt her enjoy that. <br><br>When she came he kept on licking and kissing at her wetness, glad to finally force the prissy little princess to scream while she came. He allowed her to enjoy herself, swallowing what he could but not caring how much of her ran over his lips and jaw. His moans and slightly heavy breathing could be heard better when she moved, and his broad arms came up to pull her close when she collapsed down toward him.<br><br>His hand that had so firmly gripped her hips now ran lightly through her hair, entwining lightly when she kissed at him. Johnny grinned when he realised she must be tasting herself, and quickly realised she must enjoy that. "It was." He agreed, getting the words out between messy, wet kisses. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>31-12-2018, 20:52:04</strong>
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				Sam was busy fixing his hair and makeup when he heard the screams of joy. Why was he fixing his hair and makeup? He wouldn't have been able to answer that question. It was just something he did without thinking about it anymore these days, a habit encouraged and supported by his beautiful, perfect sister and now a part of him. He probably would have frozen on the spot if someone had pointed out to him that he was making himself as good looking as possible for the pair out in the living room.<br><br>After the scream he checked himself front and back again, seeing his tight clubbing dress was still on perfect and gave a quick pose in the mirror with a cheerful smile before sneaking over to the door and cracking it open. She was collapsed on his chest now and he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking maybe this was his chance to sneak past and into his room. Of course if he was really serious about sneaking he might have taken off his heels first. But again, he just sort of wore them around the house these days and didn't think of it. First it had been to get used to how they felt, then it was because he liked how he felt sexy and powerful in them, now it was just because that was who he was without putting any thought into it.<br><br>And so his heels clicked on the wood floor as he walked out of Clarissa's room, shooting his sister a gentle, happy smile if she happened to look up and see them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>04-01-2019, 15:38:34</strong>
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				Clarissa was huffing as she basked in the sweet afterglow of her first orgasm of the night. Idly playing with Johnny's hair she lazily looked about the room and barely registered Sam walking past them. "Sammie! Come here!" she yelled, holding her arm out to touch her dear brother. She came a bit more to her senses, and noticed that he was still very much dressed, something she usually loved looking at but at that moment she wanted to see him naked and next to their guest.<br><br>She also couldn't help but notice the touched up makeup and hair. Was he hoping to get caught sneaking out? With a sly smirk she looked to him. "Why don't you stick around for a bit. We are barely getting started" she remarked with a motion towards Johnny's still very hard cock. "What do you think?" she asked Johnny with a kiss.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>06-01-2019, 02:34:49</strong>
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				Johnny was still halfway catching his breath when he tilted his head a little to catch Sam's eye. The sound of those heels had alerted him, and Johnny couldn't resist making sure Sam knew what was happening. His chest rising and falling lightly Johnny's lips were slick with Clarissa's wetness, making it very easy to see what he'd been doing. Though he wasn't particularly sure he wanted to upset Sam. In a way he wanted to drag Clarissa's brother over here. He wondered briefly if Sam would look as alluring with those clothes off. <br><br>But then Clarissa's eagerness brought him back, and he grinned as she played with his hair and called Sammie over. He was glad she was as encouraging as he'd been tempted to be. There was a swift nod at the idea they were barely started and he returned her kiss eagerly, letting her taste more of herself. "Stick around a while." He suggested. Johnny was more than happy to have both sibling's attention on his cock all night if he could get it. "Until we all pass out." He quietly enjoyed the image of the two twins pressed up to him in a messy pile, before re-focusing on Clarissa and moving himself to aid her moving away from straddling his chest if she wanted to stand or move. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>07-01-2019, 01:02:37</strong>
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				Sam couldn't help but smile as he saw how happy his sister was. She was glowing in more was than one, but of course she always did to Sam. Clarissa really was an angel. He'd been so unhappy before she shown him the virtues of being a fun slut. <br><br>He didn't even think about obeying her or not, he was instantly mincing as fast as he could to her, wiggling his hips and clicking his heels to take her hand and squeeze it lovingly, leaning in to give her a quick little kiss on he cheek. She was even more beautiful with her clothes off. Oh how he wished he could think the same about himself. He looked down past her lovely, tanned body, her naked breasts, her glistening pussy...it all just made him weak in the head. "Well okay if that's what you want." He said, unable to say no to her, even if meant giving Johnny more and more chances to be rough with him, and knowing that Clarissa wouldn't stop him because she felt such things were good for her twin brother.<br><br>He gulped and looked down at Johnny's cock at her urging. "Oh it's -" he began airily, fully prepared to say something dismissive to justify them not seeing him again. "Oh!" He was clearly a little startled as he saw the thing. They'd seen some big dicks together, but this one, well it wasn't really the size of it that was impressive so much as the proportions, and how casually hard it was like it could last all night. And it just looked so nice. So succulent so..."Perfect." He admitted. Johnny would likely detect the defeat in his voice, Clarissa would probably know it for the longing little gasp it was, and they would both be right.<br><br>He saw Johnny turn to him and echo Clarissa's command. "Yes Johnny." He said sweetly, the words almost becoming a knee jerk reaction to the man's commands. He told himself it was just him being flustered at being forced to admit his former bully had a perfect cock. "Can...can I get you guys anything?" He asked, hoping to be sent off on some errand, except the way he squeezed his sister's hand more said that he didn't want to leave at all!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>09-01-2019, 19:18:08</strong>
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				Clarissa only smiled at the way Sam was stunned by Johnny's cock. He would never admit it, but she knew that he secrectly wanted it was much as she did. Clenching his hand back, she slowly stood up, keeping eye contact with him as she did. "Actually, you can get us something... you" she smiled as she pulled her twin brother in for a kiss. Wrapping her arms around Sam, she tried to find the zipper to his dress and pull it down slightly.<br><br>But she didn't want to do it herself. No, she wanted Sam to give them a little show. Licking her lips, Clarissa sat back down next to Johnny on the couch and looked to her dear brother with hungry eyes. She knew that he would pick up on what she wanted to see, and she watched her intently.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>10-01-2019, 01:26:21</strong>
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				Johnny couldn't have had a more arrogant smirk on his lips at Sam's response. The little perfect that admitted total defeat caused Johnny's cock to visibly throb, reacting to Sam's words and what they would mean. The following 'Yes Johnny' brought about another throb, as he wondered just how far he could command Clarissa's slutty twin brother to go. Though as time drew on he struggled more and more to see Sam standing before him. The figure was so feminine, girly and slutty that it was near impossible to see much other than the airheaded and evidently cock-hungry Sammie. <br><br>Rather than standing with Clarissa he helped encourage her up but remained seated, enjoying the show as the two kissed and embraced. One hand rested at his hip, the other on his thigh, seeming content to let his aching cock pulse with need on its own, self assured that one of the two girls would take good care of it soon enough. Or both of the girls, he thought. It seemed like Clarissa shared that idea as she encouraged her twin to stay around, and Johnny made no effort to fight the suggestion. Instead he just flashed Sam a wicked grin that could be seen past Clarissa. <br><br>Johnny put an arm out wide for her when she returned to her seat, dragging her up close to his bare muscular body. His arm effortlessly wrapped around her shoulder and took control of the situation, pressing her nice and tight while he leaned back a little to relax and enjoy any show Sammie decided to put on for the two of them. He quietly hoped Clarissa would help calm the ache between his legs as he watched, and he did use his free arm to see if he could bring one of her hands suggestively to his thigh. Unable to keep quiet he offered words that were objectifying but still encouraging. "Yes Sammie. Show us your tight little body." He grinned straight afterwards, wondering how Sam would take a compliment to Sammie. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>12-01-2019, 19:51:43</strong>
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				Sam wouldn't have been able to resist Clarissa's siren call even if he had been inclined to. But who could? She was so perfect, so beautiful, and her glorious naked body was warm from what she'd just gotten up. Sammy couldn't resist pulling in her close for a soft, loving embrace. He giggled as he felt his dress being unzipped. Who could say no to anything she wanted? Yes, of course he wanted to stay and hang out with them. Of course he would follow her subtle suggestions and slip his dress off!<br><br>Just as he was about to do that, Johnny joined in with his own command, telling him to show off his 'tight little body.' <br><br>His look of eager obedience became one of shocked outrage as he glared at Johnny over his sister's shoulder, sparing Clarissa from seeing the look. The same request could be so different between people. The thing he'd just wanted to do more than anything else in the world suddenly became embarrassing as he realized how much Johnny would enjoy watching it happen. But he couldn't say no to his sister. Who could?<br><br>He walked around to the front of the couch, as Johnny pulled Clarissa back in and stood in front of them, hands on the shoulder straps of his dress he turned away from them and wiggled out of it in a series of moves his sister had taught him, smiling over his shoulder, hugging the dress to himself as he pulled it down around his slender shoulders, slowly revealing his bare back without a hint of muscles or rough skin anywhere. And then finally wiggling his hips as he peeled the skintight skirt of it down, revealing his lovely purple bra and panties as he twirled back around. His bra was stuffed of course, and he would feel really naked if he took it off. But his sister was insisting...<br><br>And maybe, showing off his flat chest, even one against such a feminine body otherwise, would remind Johnny he was really a guy and spare him this!<br><br>Smiling a bit more shyly now he reached behind his chest and unhooked his bra, taking it off slowly and setting it aside, showing off his flat chest. It was the main area him and his sister were different. Well, that and one other thing. But that thing was taped back between his legs under his panties which he didn't want to take off. He didn't realize he left the heels on too as she slowly sank into the seat available, the one on the other side of Johnny, giving each of them a nervous smile at the reveal and the removal of the fake breasts. He'd talked with Clarissa about getting implants. Either the exact same size as hers, or a few sizes bigger so she could see how they'd look and think about whether they'd look good on her or not (and if she decided yes, she'd join him at the bigger size - if not, he'd go down to hers so they matched either way). But he didn't think it was ever going to really happen. <br><br>"Um hi." He said, not sure what else to say, eyes having a hard time deciding whether to linger on his sister's beautiful body or that huge cock that was still sitting there rock hard between them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>14-01-2019, 23:13:32</strong>
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				Clarissa slithered back to the couch and quickly found a neat seat under Johnny's arm as her twin began his performance. Her eyes widened and ethced onto each and every curve of Sam's body as he moved into position in front of the couch. With every little inch of skin that he revealed to them, she let out small gasps as she watched him reveal his form to them. She leaned a bit more into Johnny as the underwear came into view after Sam had gracefully slid the dress down his body.<br><br>"Isn't he beautiful?" she asked softly as her hands idly rested on Johnny's chest. The cute smile that Sam sent to them on the couch, only made her send one back at him. Her smile only grew when she saw the bra slip from his body and allow them to look upon his chest. And then as soon as it had begun, the performance was over and Sam sat on the other side of Johnny and shifted his eyes between her and their prize between them.<br><br>Leaning over, Clarissa pulled Sam in for a quick kiss before letting go and looking to both him and Johnny. "You look so pretty Sammie. You don't expect him to have such a cute butt too" she giggled as her eyes too began to rest on the cock between them. Soon they would all indulge themselves once more. She could hardly wait.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>24-01-2019, 01:53:26</strong>
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				Johnny brushed off the look Sam gave him without much care. He felt firmly in a position of power here, and he didn't want to argue. Besides regardless of how Sam acted he was still being surprisingly obedient throughout. Instead he just waited for Clarissa to slide close and enjoyed the show with her, admiring the way Sammie pulled her dress off at just the right pace to keep Johnny in excited anticipation.<br><br>There was no indication that Sam's flat chest phased Johnny. If anything he seemed to throb more as the clothing came off, and he gave Clarissa a little squeeze tighter. "Very." He agreed that Sammie was beautiful, without adding any insulting or degrading quality this time. When Sammie seated herself Johnny smiled, reaching his arm out to pull the slender, feminine Sam nice and close like Clarissa was. His powerful arm would easily wrap around Sammie's slender shoulders, just the same way it did with Clarissa.<br><br>The kiss was a sweet, appreciable thing to watch up close again as Johnny agreed with Clarissa again. "She's so pretty. Cute all over." He complimented, happy to make sure Sam felt like a pretty girl around him. "You both are." He added, leaning first to Clarissa for a playful, light kiss and then approaching Sammie to see if she would be eager to accept a teasing kiss before Johnny leaned back, relaxed and looked to Clarissa. She'd had something of a plan thus far, and he wondered what she might want with him next. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>24-01-2019, 04:20:36</strong>
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				Sam was starting to realize he didn't have a "Plan B." He had assumed that Johnny would kick him out of this situation, tell him to fuck off so he could fuck Clarissa by himself. Maybe make fun of him a little first. But here he was, his lack of breasts fully revealing the fact that he was a guy no matter how lovely his shape (thanks to months of working out and dieting with his sister, and learning all her tricks) was, and how flat his groin was (thanks to some heavy duty flesh colored tape mostly). <br><br>And yet he was still here. Even naked down to his heels and panties Johnny hadn't told him to leave yet. He wasn't terribly shocked therefore when he found one of those heavy arms, thick with muscles so that it was nearly as wide as Sam's waist, draped around his shoulder and pulling him in. He could feel the warmth of Johnny's body as he was pressed against his naked form. He could smell his sister on Johnny's mouth, something that made him quite jealous of the man, and of course, that perfect, rock hard dick was now within inches of him.<br><br>He kept his feet on the floor so as to not accidentally scratch the couch with his heels and so his body twisted to be pulled into Johnny's muscles. Just then Clarissa requested a kiss, and of course Sam moved quickly to give it to her! He put his left hand on Johnny's thigh to balance himself, his right one snaked under Johnny's arm and rested on the man's thick shoulder, and he leaned in, long hair brushing against the man's naked chest, and met his sister's lips right in front of his high school bully.<br><br>"Thank you." He said to Clarissa after the kiss. "But nobody's pretty as you." He grinned at her with a smile, meaning what he said. He blushed a little as Johnny agreed that he was pretty, called him a she, and said he was cute all over. "Thanks Johnny." He said in a much quieter, meeker voice.<br><br>He froze as Johnny approached him for a kiss, tilting his face a little so that it would end on his cheek unless Johnny moved, or moved him, into position for it to be elsewhere. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>28-01-2019, 22:50:10</strong>
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				Clarissa let her hands tease and dance over every inch of skin she could as she kissed Sam. She was so happy to see him stay there with her and Johnny, knowing their previous relationship and all. She was so grateful that he wanted to be there and share the evening with her. That he was willing to face years of bullying and old scars just for her. Climbing back over Johnny, Clarissa pulled Sam close for a small hug as she moved her hand down to his taped down cock, cupping it gently.<br><br>"Just let me know when you want this free and sis will take care of it, okay?" she said gently as she returned her attention to Johnny and his still throbbing cock that was taunting both of the twins. Looking down at it with a hungry smile, Clarissa quickly bowed down so she could have her mouth next to it. After looking up at both Johnny and Sam with puppy eyes, she dutifully put her lips on it and returned to what she had been doing earlier in the back of the car.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>31-01-2019, 01:28:40</strong>
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				Johnny was all too happy to sit back and admire the kiss, enjoying the way both girls ended up clambering slightly over his lap to better reach one another. It only furthered the way he throbbed with an undeniable ache for both of them. He was a little surprised by just how much he desired Sammie, but then that cute, effeminate voice thanked him and he felt quickly reminded of the appeal. <br><br>When he went to kiss Sammie he saw the way she froze up, but he wasn't willing to be denied. If Johnny hadn't been utterly certain that Sammie wanted this he might've been less determined, but as he was he let his hand wrap more tightly around Sammie. Fingertips snaked up the girlish, slender frame to reach the back of Sammie's head and intertwine in that long, beautiful hair that had brushed his bare chest. He took a light grip, guiding Sammie's lips to his. Though he guided he tried his best not to be too aggressive with Sam.<br><br>As he did so he felt the way Clarissa moved, briefly meeting her enthralling eyes and quietly willing her to lower her lips to his aching cock. It throbbed hard enough that it almost hurt, the tip hungry for attention and already dripping thick, warm juices. When Clarissa's lips returned to it Johnny couldn't help moaning loud, though it was stifled a little by the kiss he didn't want to let Sammie pull away from.<br><br>Johnny's free hand found Clarissa's shoulders, easily mirroring the way he gripped Sammie's hair. Unlike his earlier groping his grip was tighter in Clarissa's hair than Sammie's as he guided her down further. The feel of the little princess's lips around him only caused him to throb harder, and to lightly thrust his hips when her tongue touched him in just the right way.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>31-01-2019, 23:44:12</strong>
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				Sam let out many happy little moans and purrs as he kissed his sister. She was, as always, a goddess, an angel, a sex kitten, his best friend, his favorite person in the world. The way they embraced and their tongues and plumped-up glossy lips kissed, and the way she slid her hand so gently down his the front of his panties and between his legs, knowing of course where he taped back. He gasped a loud as she squeezed him there, and she'd feel the response she always did. It was a bit hard to maintain his composure, the tight tape job and his cock's reaction to her attention did not go well together, his smooth legs clutched at her hand for just a moment as it slid out and he arched his back and let out a happy sigh. <br><br>And then he was being claimed by Johnny. Between the man's masterful presence and how light-headed he was after Clarissa's attention, Sammy had no willpower left to resist and he found himself returning Johnny's kiss with a very different sort of eagerness. When he kissed his sister there was a calm, peaceful, sexual zen to it. They both knew they'd always be there for each other, there was no rush to it. With Johnny there was a sense of urgency, a need to experience and explore as if Sammy was afraid the whole scene might vanish. <br><br>If anything, his fingers in Sam's lustrous hair seemed to encourage the feminine boy, and he pressed himself into the kiss with even more zeal, moaning again as he could hear the sounds of Clarissa beginning to go down on the man. They both had their lips on the same man again! It was such a thrill when this happened. If he could just forget who this man was, it would be so much fun! Oh screw it. Fun and slutty. Sam threw one arm around Johnny's head and pulled himself in now pressing up wantonly and kissing with full unbridled passion. But for the lack of breasts being rubbed against him, and some very tiny differences in the way they kissed - Sam a bit more frantic and nervous, though obviously nearly as experienced - Johnny may almost have been kissing Clarissa again. <br><br>Sam's other hand reached down and pressed gently on Johnny's hand in his sister's hair, somehow saying 'go easy on her' and 'this is what she's for' all that once. His hand squeezed at Johnny's teasingly and then scooped down to take ahold of the bottom of Johnny's dick, pumping it slowly out of sheer instinct.<br><br>He wanted to keep his eyes closed. When he opened his eyes he'd have to be reminded of whose dick it was his little hand could hardly fit around, and who he'd just been kissing like the most loving slut in the city. But for now, with his eyes closed, he could act like this wast just another fun, slutty night with his sister. As long as he could pretend that, all was good. <br><br>His taped back cock was really aching now. He hoped Clarissa would finish up soon, he might need to take her up on her offer sooner rather than later. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>09-02-2019, 10:52:03</strong>
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				Clarissa was happy that there didn't seem to be much discussion between Johnny and Sam after she had gone down to service the cock. The lack of audible fighting between them must have meant that they were now locking lips as well. Clarissa would smile if she could at the thought of them, and sure enough as she managed to look up just before having a hand guide her back, she saw her dear twin and her former flame explore each other.<br><br>But then it was back to her task. And soon after she had returned to service his cock, she felt another hand urger her on. It seemed Sammie was getting into it after all. She resumed her task with renewed vigor and energy and as soon as she was joined by Sam's hand in her task, she knew that the night would finally be complete.<br><br>She couldn't wait to be fucked with Sam by her side, and she couldn't wait to be by Sam's side as he was getting fucked. Holding his hand and keeping him comfortable as he would obtain bliss.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>09-02-2019, 17:22:47</strong>
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				Johnny's eyes were tightly shut throughout. The pleasure of it all was near overwhelming, but he wanted to focus on the touch alone. Two sets of lips on his body, exactly where he wanted them. And both so wet, eager and talented. Johnny returned every bit of Sammie's enthusiasm, his hand helping to pull the kiss even tighter, if that were possible with the way Sammie threw herself into him to show a hunger Johnny hadn't quite been ready for. But one he greatly appreciated. It pushed aside any doubts Johnny might have felt about how much Sam was in there resisting. He could still sense some, but it felt clear that Sammie was winning. <br><br>And the pleasure brought by Clarissa's lips served to drive Johnny's own hunger, pushing himself deeper both into Sammie and Clarissa's mouths. His tongue flicked to find Sammie's lips, then probed to see if he could find his way into her mouth. Meanwhile his hips thrust against Clarissa's attention, doing their best to hungrily drive his cock deeper into her mouth. If it weren't for the calming, gentle presence of Sammie's soft hand he might've forced Clarissa's mouth even deeper, but instead he settled and let her go at her own pace while his hand just gently encouraged.<br><br>Besides it seemed like Sammie could almost read his mind, as Clarissa's equally slutty twin found the base of his cock to stroke that and provide it the touch it had craved. The stroking from the hand that could barely wrap around his shaft had spared Clarissa's throat for the time being. Feeling himself wrapped in Clarissa's mouth and Sammie's hand he couldn't help but moan into the kiss, letting his pleasure at the joint sensations be very known. <br><br>Even with how good this felt there was only so long Johnny could possibly withstand it. Having got a taste for Clarissa he knew full well that the need to be truly inside her was only going to rise and rise. Johnny really wanted Sammie to see that. He wanted the slut to encourage her sister to make a mess of herself. And Johnny was confident that Clarissa would insist Sammie take her turn. He'd enjoy that too. The imagined sight of both of them bent over and moaning for it caused his aching, thick cock to pulse and, if it were possible, harden even further. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>09-02-2019, 17:59:17</strong>
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				Sam was moaning too, his voice high and soft compared to the deep rumble that seemed to be coming from the mouth that was kissing his. A thick tongue slipped between his plumped up lips, sliding it and penetrating just like another appendage of his was sliding into his sisters equally augmented and welcoming mouth. <br><br>More than just moaning, he squirmed. He pressed his smooth thighs together, ankles crossing and squeezing together as he wiggled his hips. His taped back cock was screaming to be let out. It was as hard as he could remember it being in recent memory, or at least it was sure trying to be. Unlike the giant member that his soft little hand could barely fit around, this one was much smaller and less impressive, and it seemed to shrink around the presence of real dicks, which the one in his hand was the prime specimen if there ever was one. Still, it wanted to come out and play. Or be played with. Or just feel the soft silky panties directly against it instead of the harsh tape. <br><br>And so Sam's hips wiggled against Johnny's waist and his legs pressed and squirmed against his and he opened his mouth and let his back arch, his neck leaning back as Johnny's tongue slipped into his mouth and he sucked it in and writhed his tongue around it like he was imagining it was a cock in his mouth. His eyes were closed too, he was completely overwhelmed by the sensations of this experience. His left hand continued to squeeze and rub Johnny's big dick, his right hand squeezed his shoulder with a fierce and intense desperation as he felt his breath fading. But he didn't dare break the kiss and gasp for breath, he'd pass out first. <br><br>Squirming and wriggling and sucking and jerking off, Sam finally felt himself relaxing and becoming the fun slut he'd been telling himself he was all night. He could worry about who he was being a fun slutty little rich girl for later. Right now, he was having too much fun to care!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>09-02-2019, 19:17:45</strong>
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				Clarissa pushed down harder on the cock as she heard that first honest, deep moan emit from Johnny. Was the moan for her? Or perhaps for Sam? Or maybe even them both. The last option seemed the most enjoyable in her mind as she pictured both of them next to Johnny in a post coutous haze. She continued her motions as she reached her hands up to Johnny's chest, looking for something to grab or hold.<br><br>Sam's cute moans also flowed into the air like velvet, encouraging her to keep up, working her tounge around Johnny's shaft faster. The sounds of her twin enjoying himself was practically unbearable. She desperately wanted to look up at him and see his joy, but the hand in her hair urged and commanded her to stay. So her only option to see Sam enjoy himself came if she managed to do her job well enough for Johnny to allow her to.<br><br>As she worked the shaft, she could feel her own lust rise again from the dormant state it had been in since her last orgasm, making her drip slowly onto the carpet once more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>09-02-2019, 20:26:55</strong>
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				Johnny was glad when Sammie proved eager to accept his tongue into that hungry little mouth, and he was all too happy to push deeper into the kiss as he heard the cute, soft little moans escaping Sammie's lips. There was no moment of aversion when Sammie pushed and rubbed against him, feeling the smooth hairless feminine figure of Sam contrast against Johnny's toned, muscular and distinctly hairy thighs. <br><br>It was easy to get the impression that something had given in in Sam, as Sammie squirmed and wiggled against him while they moaned at the same time. Johnny liked the idea he'd aided in wearing down Sam into Sammie, and he was grateful to Clarissa for encouraging this change. At this point the pleasure was far too intense to really think on the Sam he'd known. Sammie was a lot more fun, and very distracting alongside her twin. <br><br>Between his well built thighs his cock continued to throb hungrily, reacting more and more to the joint efforts of the twins. Sammie's soft little hand, and the way her suckling at his tongue mimicked Clarissa's at his cock. He could tell Sammie's moans encouraged Clarissa as she seemed to become even more hungry for Johnny, who was all too happy to oblige her hunger by pushing his hips a little more roughly. His firm grip in her hair tightened as the intensity of his pleasure rose, unmistakably building as he began to ache heavily for a release. His cum wanted to flood into the rich little princess's throat, unless she had other ideas.<br><br>He wasn't sure if he should let himself cum again, but he felt he'd have an endless appetite tonight no matter what. His moans of lust grew firmer, the hands encouraging both twins tightened in their hair as Johnny was content to let them both pleasure him. "Fuck.." He eventually breathed, briefly breaking the kiss to vocalise the pleasure more clearly. He returned his lips to Sammie's just for a moment, immediately feeling the pleasure they both gave him rise even further. <br><br>His eyes closed tight the second time he opened his mouth, feeling a need to warn Clarissa. "I'm gonna cum again if you keep up like that." He spoke slowly, in a low and heavy voice with his lips brushing Sammie's as he talked to the two of them. Johnny wasn't sure if they'd decide to tip him over the edge or slow down. Either to tease him or to get his cock truly inside one of them before he came. He didn't care much what they wanted, knowing he'd enjoy it all, and so he let the twins have their options open. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>09-02-2019, 20:40:11</strong>
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				Sammie's wiggling had become squirming all over, his smooth soft legs now rubbing up against Johnny's thickly muscled and hairy thighs, his hand gripping his big cock with a tightness that said he'd finally realized he could just squeeze and squeeze this thing and never hurt it, and his eyes fluttering as Johnny broke off the kiss and he gasped for breath. As he gasped he pressed his chest against Johnny's enjoying the feeling of the rough hairs and tight muscles against his soft, nearly featureless chest and arms as he whimpered a surrender of need. The grip on his hair, tight in the dark tresses held him firm, but the only place he would have gone would be to lower his head next to his sisters whisper to her. <br><br>So he just said it out loud. He didn't glance down at her, he gazed at Johnny with a soft, vulnerable need as he practically mewled, "Make him cum Clarissa!" Sammie knew this wouldn't be the last time this evening, and he suspected Johnny had way more than one load in him. And even if it was only a few more they could milk those. Besides, Clarissa deserved this first one. She deserved all of it really, this was all her doing. From being so sexy she'd given Johnny a crush in high school, to convincing Sammie what he really needed and showing him how to get it, and even seducing Johnny tonight and ensuring Sammie was involved every step of the way, this was all her production. "Give it to her Johnny." Sammie whispered to her. "Give her what you've been saving all these years." He mewled again, the hand around Johnny's back now rubbing gently and softly as he finally had enough of his breath back to open his eyes and look up at the handsome face of the man who'd tormented him all those years. God, he really was good looking. So handsome, so strong, so completely in charge. No wonder Clarissa had chosen him! Sammie could finally see it now, now that he was mostly naked and wiggling against him, stroking his cock as his sister sucked him off. Maybe it was that kiss. He wanted another one. <br><br>"Kiss me again." He begged with hungry eyes and a soft voice. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>09-02-2019, 23:40:17</strong>
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				Clarissa loved the feeling of being pushed deeper onto Johnny's manhood. He was loving the attention he got from both of the twins, she could tell. He was also getting closer, something she could tell as well and it was only supported by the fact that he confessed it. The way his fingers dug into her hair and urged her to do her best was driving her wild. Of course she would do her best. Always. Then she heard Sam catch his breath after they had broke the kiss. The small noises that escaped him always managed to make Clarissa smile.<br><br>She listened to Sam's words like he was a siren from an old greek legend. Each syllable was like honey in her ear as she was asked, no... commanded to make the man between them cum. Obidiently following her twin's desire, she used her remaining technuiques and energy to work Johnny's cock like a machine, eagerly wanting to draw out what she could from him.<br><br>As her movements intensified, she could only hear the wet sounds coming from her mouth and the cock, but through the confusion she could just manage to make out Sam wanting to be kissed again. Good girl, she thought. Fun and slutty just like big sister.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>09-02-2019, 23:59:33</strong>
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				A wide grin appeared on Johnny's lips when Sammie took a firmer grip. His cock throbbed in appreciation of the more confident hand. Sammie's firmer touch was still relatively gentle to Johnny, and he enjoyed that fact. In response to Sammie's closeness Johnny used the arm that held Sammie's hair to help her closer, letting his strong, muscular chest press to the smoothness of Sammie. <br><br>He was surprised but pleased when Sammie let her sluttiness be heard out loud, moaning in response to Sammie telling her sister to make him cum. His cock pulsed, jumping at Clarissa's attention and threatening to overflow with cum. He was so close it hurt now, so hard that it seemed like he'd grown even larger in the build up to coming. He knew just from that feeling that he'd be able to keep doing this for the rest of the night if they were up to it. <br><br>Johnny's eyes only briefly opened, admiring Sammie's pretty little lips and bright, playful eyes before letting himself admire the princess. Clarissa was so good at this, he couldn't believe how talented she'd become. The further encouraging made him thrust his hips harder, grip tight as it could get in Clarissa's hair. "I will Sammie." He replied, looking to the twin stroking him before meeting his eagerly sucking sister's eyes. "I'm going to flood her little mouth." He promised the two of them. <br><br>There was no hesitation when Sammie begged to be kissed again. Johnny badly wanted to encourage this sluttiness. And he wanted to kiss Sammie while he came in Clarissa's mouth. So Johnny's hand tightened up on Sammie's hair and guided her lips to his, meeting them with an undeniable hunger. His strong tongue pushed within Sammie's mouth immediately, exploring her and feeling her lips like he felt Clarissa's. The twin sensations were already too much, and now that he had been so sweetly begged to cum there was no way Johnny could resist further. He moaned hard into Sammie's mouth.<br><br>There was a moment of tightening, Johnny's body tensing tight as he drew Clarissa's head down. His heavy balls, so desperate for release, tightened more than his musculature did as he felt the seed begin to rush. The moan grew louder as the orgasm ran through his body, the pleasure mimicking the way his cum rushed up his shaft towards the princess, his high school crush. There were many things he wanted to say. He wanted to call them both good girls. And dirty sluts. But at that moment all he could manage was a heavy sigh of relief as the thick, warm white cum began to spill from his tip directly into Clarissa's mouth. His hand's grip on both girls loosened as he came, laying back and letting Sammie kissed him while Clarissa took the seemingly unending ropes of his cum. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>10-02-2019, 00:52:55</strong>
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				Sammie was powerless to do anything but let out a little whimper of submissive joy as Johnny promised to just as he'd asked. He was able to glance down out of the side of his eyes, though he couldn't move his head for Johnny's tight grip, and saw his sister hard at work. He could feel the tips of her lips brushing against the tip of the curled up hand he had wrapped around the big dick they were both working on and as he nearly felt himself pass out from sheer delight, his little cock straining as hard as it could against the thick heavy tape that held it back, Johnny leaned in and kissed him again.<br><br>His head was swimming and his vision was blurring, even seeing spots when he closed his eyes and he let the man's kiss invade his mouth, an invasion he surrendered to instantly, his own perky little tongue not even thinking of returning the feat and merely rubbing along Johnny's strong tongue as the two kissed and Sammie pressed himself into Johnny, their two bodies could not be more opposite. Sammie's nipples stood firmly erect as he wiggled against his new lover, whimpering and sighing into the kiss even as his hand squeezed and jerked in a frenzy.<br><br>Then his hair was being tugged and pulled sharply back as every part of Johnny seemed to flex, and a thousand sharp little stings of pain shot through Sammy's hair where it was tugged roughly and he was all the more turned on for it. He reached down to his panties with his free hand now, tugging at them and scratching at the tape they hid. Oh he needed out and fast!!!<br><br>The moment his hair was released and Johnny was done kissing him he gasped aloud, sucking in the air he had been missing and opening his eyes. So much had changed in the past few seconds! He'd gone form scared and not wanting to admit he wanted a part of this to desperately throwing himself at his bully. He'd gone from envying his sister to egging her on, and he'd gone from terrified of Johnny's cock to stroking it into his sister's mouth. He gasped again, rather big nipples for a boy still rock hard as he brushed his hair back and squeezed Johnny's dick, milking the climax.<br><br>He bent down next to his sister, showering her face with light loving kisses, feeling the throb of the big dick in her mouth through her cheeks he kissed her, and him through her cheeks, and muttered and gasped how much he loved her. With his free hand he had tugged his panties down and wiggled them down his legs, kicked them off to the side revealing a flat crotch with nothing but some flesh colored tape visible, above which was a little strip of hair that matched his sister's. His hand tugged at the tape, although it clearly wasn't going to come off just from a frantic unfocused effort like that. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>10-02-2019, 02:54:20</strong>
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				She did her best to swallow as much of the cum as she could when the first bursts of cum entered her mouth. She had worked so much for her reward and she was not dissapointed. She would smile if she could as she was pulled harder onto his dick as it pulsed into her. Soon however the grip was loosened and she was allowed to let go of the cock for the first time in quite a while. Still the ropes continued to attack her and she eagerly put her lips back to the head, trying to catch what had not already spilled onto the carpet and onto her cheeks.<br><br>Then Sammie joined her, placing his lips all over her face, smearing what little lipstick he might have all over her. As Clarissa tried to find every drup of cum she looked back up at Johnny with a satisfied smile. Then she looked to her twin with an equally dumb smile, kissing him softly and letting him taste Johnny on her lips. She couldn't help but notice the way he was trying to get the tape off. It was so cute whenever he got excited like that, she thought as she pulled his hand away.<br><br>"Did you have fun watching me?" she asked her twin, holding onto his hands to keep him away from the tape between his legs. "Did you get a little bit excited perhaps?" she asked with a loving smile. For the moment it seemed like it was just her and Sam in the room, but of course they both knew what was waiting for them. Looking down at them with anticipation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>10-02-2019, 03:37:30</strong>
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				Johnny loved the way both of the twins gave in to his demands. Sammie kissed him like a slut, letting him wholly overpower her mouth without a hint of resistance. And Clarissa almost forced herself down more than Johnny's demanding hand could. When he'd came he felt like they were both giving themselves over to him in unison, and that sensation only grew when he opened his eyes, still breathing heavy, to watch the way Clarissa gratefully swallowed. Sammie's sweet little kisses were adorable to watch but better to feel, as the tip of his cock felt Sammie's lips through Clarissa's cheeks. <br><br>The way Sammie fought to rid herself of that tape caused Johnny to grin. He'd clearly driven the poor girl over the edge, and seeing Sammie bare, concealed by tape, did nothing to change the way he saw the far more effeminate man as a woman here. In fact, Johnny quietly saw Sammie as so much of a woman that he wasn't sure he'd ever be able to consider him as a man again. But that would come later.<br><br>Right now he just enjoyed meeting the smiling cum-drunk Clarissa's happy little smile. It was like swallowing his load had melted her brain, and Johnny enjoyed the way he'd made a mess of her head as well as her mouth. By now his cock had slowed to a drip, pooling precum around the tip as he watched Clarissa tease Sammie. For a moment he considered laying back and passively appreciating it, but he couldn't keep himself away from the twins. <br><br>With them at the floor in front of him Johnny sat up straight, coming to the edge of the couch and reaching out. Both of his large hands found their way to the girl's shoulders, resting there firmly. He didn't grab, but the gesture was commanding none the less. Between his legs, easily noticeable now he sat forth, Johnny's cock still throbbed. Despite having just filled Clarissa's mouth and throat it was no less hard. Johnny wouldn't be satisfied until he'd fucked both twins senseless, and his cock was making sure they both knew that. <br><br>"Of course she's excited." He agreed, smiling warmly. There was no hint of bullying or cruelty in his voice, despite the way he continued to feminise Sam it was now more encouraging than belittling. "She must be so achy, watching you play with a big dick like that." The rougher and more commanding part of Johnny considered being more teasing, calling Sammie the little slut she was. And he could clearly see she was. Just like Clarissa. Sammie was squirming against that tape and Johnny was absolutely certain it was more because she wanted to feel Johnny's cock better than because she wanted her own touched. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>10-02-2019, 04:36:41</strong>
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				Here he was, face to face with his angel of a sister, and she was always so beautiful and pure to Sammie. Even when she was wearing or drinking down cum she was beautiful and pure and everything good. Maybe especially at those times.<br><br>Perhaps that was why Sammie, despite knowing exactly what was coming, kissed her eagerly and lovingly and was surprised at the taste of cum and he coughed at it, oddly being the first one to gag due to Johnny's cum even though he'd done the least work at it. He blushed at that, knowing that Clarissa might shake her head at that move of an amateur slut, but Sammie already protested mentally it wasn't his fault! His sister was too pretty and too perfect, he couldn't remember things like she had cum in her mouth and take in her beautiful face all at once! He could only do so much thinking here! His pouting, rather airheaded defense clear in his mind, he smiled back at Clarissa a bit sheepishly and kissed her again.<br><br>He only let out a playful whimper as she tugged his hands up. She was no stronger than him, in fact they were nearly physically the same in most regards, but still, she was the boss. If she wanted his hands elsewhere, a slight tug and a smile was all it took. "Awwww." He whined a bit mockingly. "Pleeeease?" He purred. "It's so...." he wiggled his hips and squirmed again, rubbing his taped up crotch against his legs desperately. "So..." He blushed again unable to finish it. The two slutty siblings, both with equally dumb and happy looks on their face, although hers was more sated and his was more needy, made quite the couple. No wonder the dick between them stirred again.<br><br>His voice died off as he felt Johnny's hand pressing down between his shoulderblades. It wasn't tangled in his hair again, just resting there, a firm reminder that his place was not to get up. Now that the euphoria of watching his sister suck cock and being kissed so well this bag man took his breath away, Sammie got a little bit of a resentful pout on his face as Johnny reasserted himself. Once more the nagging feeling that he shouldn't be putting up with this gnawed at him. <br><br>But, oddly, Johnny's words were of agreement. "See?" He said, almost baby-talking his words were so needy and frustrated. "Please can...can you take the tape off?" Sammie glanced from Clarissa to Johnny, then gasped again as the hardening cock poked him in the chin. He glanced down at it in surprise, face to face with the tip of it now. The sight did nothing to ease his arousal. "Please?" He gasped again, his face close enough to it that Johnny could feel his breath on the tip of the wet cock now. He let out another whimper and squeezed his legs together, but despite his profound need he did not make a single effort to resist either the light touch of his sister or the firm presence of his bully. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>10-02-2019, 22:40:45</strong>
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				Clarissa only giggled at the way Sammie seemed to cough at the taste of Johnny's cum. She was certain that they had trained better than that, but it seemed to all be a little too overwhelming for Sam. Something that was also noticable in the way he sguirmed and wriggled around trying to get his tape off. Still holding his hands away from the tape she felt the strong hands keeping them in place on the ground before Johnny. Her eyes shifted between the man on the couch and her twin, frantically trying to figure out the next step.<br><br>But it seemed that Sam had already dictacted what was about to happen. His cock had to be freed from its prison at last and be allowed to join in on the fun. Johnny had agreed that it was the next thing he wanted to see, and she couldn't deny both her twin and their new lover what they wanted. Letting her free hand slowly drift down to Sam's crotch, she looked to him with big eyes. "I'm going to take it off slowly, okay? Just like I always do" she said, trying to comfort Sam.<br><br>First her fingers lingered on his thigh, letting him get used to her touch. Then slowly she found the edge of the skin coloured tape. "Ready?" she asked before slowly peeling the tape away top to bottom. Slowly his cock was revealed as the tape peeled away. Slowly her brother's manhood came into view for her and Johnny. The first cock she had ever seen. The one she had gotten to know so well over the years. "Awww... You must really have been needing that" she giggled as she looked down at Sam's freshly revealed cock.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>11-02-2019, 00:23:27</strong>
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				Johnny grinned at the cute way Sammie concurred with his words. It seemed like the ache he guessed Sam was feeling was really pushing his brain out of the equation. Johnny liked the desperation, and he enjoyed the way Clarissa responded. He quietly let them continue, keeping his hands as a presence without stopping Clarissa moving to help her twin. As she did so, though, Johnny made a point of moving himself slightly. Enough that the cock tip Sammie's breath had touched would sway and slide over the slut's lips, as if to serve as a reminder of who's cock belonged at the other's lips. <br><br>"Look at the begging slut. Help her out Clarissa" He encouraged as she moved to the tape, Johnny's eyes flitting between the two of them. He couldn't say he was sure where to look, glancing between the naughtiness in their eyes and the movements of Clarissa's hands and Sammie's desperately wiggling hips. Throughout he had a very distinctly confident smirk on his lips. He knew what was coming, and the more controlling part of Johnny was looking forward to teasing Sam. Proving that slutty little Sammie was what the other boy was born to be.<br><br>Johnny leaned in a little, watching the tape slide away to reveal... welll. What passed for a cock, he supposed. The smirk unmistakably widened as he looked down at Sammie. The hand on her slender shoulder moved, taking a place on Sammie's head to nudge him to look up at Johnny. Although really, right now, Johnny was struggling to see Sam as anything&nbsp; other than a tiny, slutty girl. And he knew exactly what to say when he looked down at Samie. "Aww." He offered in response. Clarissa had just said it, and Johnny made a point of reinforcing the idea. Sam's cock was not impressive, or masculine. It was small, cute and if anything the reveal made him seem even more feminine. A blank mystery had been more of a threat to Johnny's command of the twins than this was. Illustrating the aw Johnny gently moved his hips again, making sure to touch the tip against Sammie's lips. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>11-02-2019, 03:22:08</strong>
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				Sam nodded his head desperately, long dark hair bobbing around his sister's hands and the cock between them. He let out a little whimper of joy as she reached between his legs. Slow and fast were both rather rough when he was aroused, fast though would risk damaging it or ripping skin and that was not something he wanted right now. Slow, well, slow just made it a long painful process. He winced and closed his eyes, a bit startled as Johnny's cock bumped into his slightly parted lips, causing him to open them up again as he whimpered again as Clarissa slowly let his cock free.<br><br>It was struggling to be as hard as possible, and the sudden access of blood to it made Sam squeal anew, his hips wiggling like he'd just been stuck as his poor little cock surged to attention. The closeness of his sister's hand, two things that knew each other very well, made it all the more desperate for her touch. But she not touching it not yet. Sam gave her begging eyes but knew better than to try to get her to do anything in a situation like this. Fun sluts worry about taking care of other people, not themselves. And so it took every ounce of resistance but Sam kept his hands where they were, one on his sister the other on Johnny's hairy leg and opened his mouth to say something.<br><br>Just at that moment though, Johnny moved his dick right into it. Sam's round, plumped, painted lips were open now, open just around it, just slightly enough that it wasn't quite touching everywhere. He glanced up at Johnny knowing he could never pull his mouth away, he glanced at Clarissa and knew she'd never wanted him too either. Nervously, timidly, his little tongue started to tease at the hole on the top of it, letting it rest against his open mouth as he did.<br><br>He tried to say something around it but whatever it was, whatever expression of pent up arousal finally being released was indecipherable other than stuffed-mouth moans around the big dick that wasn't even in all the way yet. <br><br>Part of him wanted to shove it with his mouth over to Clarissa so they could share...but she'd just given one on her own. That didn't seem fair. Well, fuck, Sammie supposed. I guess it's my turn.<br><br>He prayed someone would do something for his cock, but was too much of a submissive little slut to request it, and so the next thing he knew he was on all fours on the couch, head held in place by Johnny's hand, wearing nothing but a pair of dark purple open toed five inch stilettos, with a big dick sliding into his mouth. Johnny's dick was big, but it wasn't so extraordinarily unsuckably big that the twins couldn't handle it. Clarissa had shown that she was no stranger to sucking large cocks, and now her brother did the same, eyes open, glancing quickly from Johnny as if to confirm this was acceptable to Clarissa for encouragement. Or was it vice versa? Someone will tell me if this okay. He reasoned to himself. If not, well, I'll just keep sucking until they do. And he proceeded to begin to do just that. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>11-02-2019, 13:54:46</strong>
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				Clarissa looked on with big eyes as the stage naturally shifted. Sam had been so relived to have his cock freed that he had willingly let Johnny's cock enter his mouth. As his own cock stood proudly at attention, Sam had crawled back up onto the couch in an attempt to find the best position to please their guest. Pleased with his enthusiasm, Clarissa climbed onto the couch as well on the other side of Johnny, to get a better look at her twin at work.<br><br>"So pretty" she mused as she cuddled up close to Johnny, clinging on to him as she looked over his shoulder to see Sam. With her arms around Johnny's shoulders she pulled herself closer to him and Sammie. "How is Sammie's mouth?" she asked first Johnny, before looking to Sam. "How is his cock?" she asked him, not really looking for an answer. She already knew how it was. How it felt to have deep in your mouth and how it felt when Johnny thrusted back.<br><br>Clarissa was watching with a content sigh. She had done her job for the moment, but still she was ready to do more. Ready to be directed and commanded to her next task.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>11-02-2019, 17:11:34</strong>
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				Johnny grinned wide, smirking even more than before when Sammie put up no fight letting his cock slip between those soft, wet lips. So easy. He flashed Clarissa a little grin of approval. "Good <em>girl</em>" Johnny couldn't have emphasised that word more, now that Sam's cock was out. Johnny could feel the urge to taunt and feminise Sam rising up. For the first few moments he laid back to let Sammie show just how much of a good girl she was. And he was impressed as it seemed Clarissa's little brother was just as adept at this as she was. <br><br>He wrapped an arm around Clarissa, pulling her close and using one hand to guide her head, pulling her lips towards his mouth. He gave a hungry kiss, a little more like the commanding and forceful ones he had given Sammie as his mouth invaded the princess's mouth. Then she started her teasing questions. Johnny was only too happy to play along with that game. "Sammie's mouth was made for sucking cock. Wasn't it?" He asked, wanting to hear Sammie admit to that after hearing what Sammie thought of his cock. <br><br>Then Johnny turned from taunting Sam to looking Clarissa up and down. He felt a sense of indecisiveness. For a moment the urge to feel himself inside Clarissa was near overwhelming. But he had all night here, playing with the twins. And more time too, he was sure. There was no way he could fuck these two just once. So instead he decided he wanted to make sure Sammie was taught her place properly. When he saw how Clarissa was patiently waiting for him to take control Johnny decided to do just that.<br><br>"Here's the rules." He said with a confident grin. There was no sense of suggestion, just a command and explanation of what was going to happen. "Sammie gets to have her <em>tiny little... thing</em> stroked by Clarissa. But only when her pretty little lips are kissing the base of my cock." It served a few purposes. He wanted Clarissa to help tease and bully Sammie, and to be on his side. And he wanted to make sure Sammie only felt good while she was being a slut. This way she'd be stuck associating feeling good with having her throat full of his cock. <br><br>To facilitate the little game Johnny adjusted himself on the couch. He sat side, on, letting Sammie kneel on the couch between his legs while guiding Clarissa to sit up against his though on the space behind him. Sammie's access to his cock would be completely unobstructed, while Johnny's arm around Clarissa could help keep her nice and seated on the fortunately spacious couch while she could reach to force Sammie's head down or to tease him if she wanted to, and to kiss Johnny when he demanded it. And, importantly, Johnny got to watch as the boy he'd always suspected would be a slut did what he was best at.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>12-02-2019, 04:00:20</strong>
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				Sam knew that his sister knew that he wasn't going to answer her question. It was a trick question! She'd taught him this long ago. You never answer any question with a cock in your mouth. Sluts know what their mouths are good for after all! Sam reminded himself of this as he shot a playful glance to Clarissa as if to say 'nuh uh, you're not getting me that easy!' He was a bit curious as to what Johnny would say to his question though. Him and Clarissa had a running joke about who was the better cocksucker. That and kissing were the two things that were fair to compete in. Some men had preferred Clarissa. Some had preferred Sam. Most had said both were amazing and then given whatever answer they thought would give them another blowjob fastest. What would Johnny say, he wondered idly as he reached about a third of the way down and paused there. He put his own hands around the base of it again, not moving them just using them to hold it still.<br><br>Johnny's comment though, also got no answer, although the response was more of a pouty glare than a playful look. It still stung Sam in a way to hear Johnny say such things about him! He could still remember Johnny making similar comments at school, shoving him up against lockers and asking him if his black gothic lipstick made sucking dick easier. Well, he didn't dress like a goth anymore. He still wore lipstick. And no, it actually didn't! Still, he glanced away quickly, not moving his head off the cock. Clarissa would scold him if he did. And then he would feel bad. No, once a cock is in your mouth it only comes out if the dick is about to go in someplace else. <br><br>He paused as Johnny announced that there were rules. More rules? He gulped, the feeling tangible to Johnny, as he referred to Sam's cock as a tiny little thing, the female pronoun almost obviously meant as an insult there! He glanced down at Johnny's dick. There was no way. He'd never get this all the way down! He'd never got a cock this big down his throat! Maybe halfway at best!<br><br>Still, his need to have his own cock played with was so powerful. It was throbbing, dripping a little even, it really really really wanted his sister's soft touch! He made an upset, whimpering noise into Johnny's cock that would be felt as a rather nice buzz, and then glanced down again. Mmmmf! He had to try. It was almost pointless but he had to try.<br><br>He forced his head down. It slipped a little. A half an inch. Another half inch. His throat was being moved aside. He knew he couldn't go much further. He slowed down. A little more. A little more. A little more.<br><br>Suddenly Sam was choking, his throat shaking and quiver all about Johnny's sensitive cock head. He pulled back quickly, inhaling sharply through his nostrils, a bit of drool slipping out around the cock itself. His eyes got a little red and watery from that. He glanced up, begging with his tearful eyes to change the rules. He could see Johnny had no such intentions. And so he steeled his nerves and threw himself down that dick again. Again he choked, but this time he held it there for a bit longer, about two thirds of the way down now. Not that far away! <br><br>He did it again, and again, choking on Johnny's dick and pulling back to breathe. He knew from experience sucking dick that most guys told him this felt amazing and it was so hot seeing someone choke on their cock. But he knew despite this that he wasn't going to be able to get all the way down. And so he pouted and sucked the big dick in his mouth and hoped it would just give him a new blast to choke on so that he could let it go and play with himself at least!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>12-02-2019, 16:51:58</strong>
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				"It can do so much more than suck cock" Clarissa piped in when Johnny commented Sam's ability to use his mouth. While it was true that she and Sam had spent many hours and nights perfecting the art of oral sex, she had found that Sam could do many other incredible things with his mouth. He could say the sweetest things, make the prettiest smile and give some of the most perfect kisses she had ever experienced. But as she sat close behind Johnny and watched how Sam's lips wrapped around Johnny's cock and moved in perfect motion she had a hard time denying that he was made for anything else.<br><br>Looking over Johnny's shoulder she tried to lock eyes with Sam whenever she could. Trying to comfort him and encourage him. Reaching out she carressed his cheek, feeling the cock through his skin. She watched with delight as he worked to take more and more of the cock, gagging as he pushed himself further and further. "Almost there" she hummed as she reached back and held onto the back of his head softly. She was debating whether or not to force him down further on the cock. While she had seen Sam take on many cocks before, they had never faced one of that caliber before.<br><br>She came to a decision and begun to gently push on the back of her twin's head. Just a little bit to signal that she was there and ready to help if he wanted it. Both of them knew that the only way that Sam was allowed some pleasure of himself was if could do what Johnny asked. Clarissa had already accepted that, and was ready to enforce his rule. "You can do it" she cheered with a small smile. "Just a little bit more" she added, confident that Sam was up to the task.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>13-02-2019, 01:46:25</strong>
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				As much as Johnny was longing to feel Clarissa's sweet tasting princess's pussy against his cock he was more than happy to receive another blowjob. Particularly when Sam quickly showed how talented he was. Johnny's smirk couldn't have been much more self satisfied as Sammie brought her lips down. He grinned all the way to the sight of the coughing and spluttering struggle, feeling each little shake and movement of Sammie's throat and lips against the precum-dripping tip that was still a little slick with Clarissa's spit. Johnny might've re-affirmed his point about Sammie being ideal for sucking cock, but he felt he could see the agreement in Clarissa's eyes.<br><br>There was no mercy, just moans and sighs of satisfaction as Johnny lay back and watched Sammie bury the thick, throbbing cock down his throat. Johnny made sure to moan louder when Sammie went deeper. "Good girl!" He encouraged, his voice more than a little patronising with a tone of false sweetness every bully learns to master to taunt others. In truth Johnny was relatively impressed by Sammie's efforts, and surprised at his eagerness, but he couldn't hold back from teasing. Besides, it was clear Clarissa liked it when Johnny teased Sammie. <br><br>He loved the way Sammie choked, and loved it even more as Clarissa joined in. His sensitive cock's tip seemed to drip thicker precum when Clarissa's fingers touched the head through Sammie's cheek. It couldn't help but swell further, as though wilfully challenging the already struggling cocksucker Sammie. Instead of using his own hands Johnny lounged, holding Clarissa nice and close, sharing the view of Sammie's slutty obedience. Besides, Clarissa was pushing Sammie down surprisingly hard. "She can definitely do it." He joined in her comments. "I know a mouthful of dick's made her achier than ever. So she'll be a good slut to earn some release." He smiled, eyes moving between both twins. He was enjoying both the sight of Sammie choking and struggling with his cock and the sight of Clarissa watching with him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>14-02-2019, 06:04:27</strong>
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				Sam was so relieved to hear his sister tell Johnny that he could do things besides suck cock! He would have given her a grateful and loving look but at the moment he was too busy trying not to choke! This cock felt huge, so huge stretching his lips out just to the point that it was almost painful. There was no way! He would have to give up, not only on getting there but also on getting his own little cock touched! He squirmed his hips back and forth, looking a bit like a puppy wagging its tail as he sucked on that big dick on his worst enemy!<br><br>But then a light touch from his sister changed everything. It was almost as though that soft touch on the back of his hair made his throat relax, Johnny slip in a little further without resistance and Sam was able to shove his face more and more forward until he started to choke again. He was almost gagging, his nostrils flaring as he desperately sucked down enough air to keep conscious, feeling as though he might pass out any moment, but he wasn't going to let his sister down!<br><br>Closer, closer to the end he went, barely doing more than sucking with his taut lips, tongue smooshed to the side to do more than just cradle Johnny's shaft and curl around it lightly, the shaking of the back of his throat doing all the work now. He glanced up at Johnny, hoping that he approved, knowing how much it would mean to his sister even if his own feelings about it were much more mixed. <br><br>He moaned into the blowjob and forced himself forward, further, further, he was so close!! He hoped Clarissa was ready to start touching him! He really needed it!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>15-02-2019, 11:39:11</strong>
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				Clarissa cooed and hummed along as Johnny spoke.&nbsp; It seemed that they were both in agreement over just how capable Sam was at sucking cock. Of course he could take all of it. It was Sam after all, she thought as she watched him take even more of the massive challenge before them. Realizing that Sam was trying to show her what he had learned from her, she realized that he would still need that one last push. That one encouraging touch to help him get the last of the cock.<br><br>Reaching her hand back behind his head, she grabbed a bit tighter in Sam's hair. Then with a soothing smile she started to go with his natural motions, pushing him just a bit deeper each time. Sure they had both helped each other deepthroat dicks this way before, but neither of them had ever thought they would even witness anything like what Johnny was packing. This was new for both of them. "That's it, Sammie" she cooed as she helped push him further and further onto the dick.<br><br>Soon he was nearing the base of the cock and a smile spread across her face once more. She didn't let go of his hair, but she stopped pushing him anymore, confident that he could do it all on his own. Simply holding onto his hair, her presence went from pushing to just comforting.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>15-02-2019, 18:15:10</strong>
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				It was easy to see the way Clarissa's little touch made Sammie relax. He felt the way his clenching, tense throat began to accept the thick cock that was invading it. Johnny grinned when he felt that movement, watching Sammie's nostrils struggle to breath. The idea of knocking Sammie out by filling his throat with cock was more than a little alluring. But not now. Now he wanted to see that little slut get to the base. He wondered just how hard Sammie would suck once he got touched. After all he'd have to keep forcing his little throat down over and over to get how own satisfaction. <br><br>Johnny felt the way Sammie's lips were pressed apart, his jaw wide and tongue pressed down by the mouthful. There was a moment of slight surprise when Sammie looked up with such sweet, approval-hungry eyes. Johnny's satisfied smile said a lot, and his loud, deep moans said more. His voice was far deeper than the soft, muffled sounds coming from the tiny feminine thing choking on him.<br><br>Every now and then he glanced approvingly at Clarissa's instruction. He could see the way her soothing helped. But as he saw her stop pushing Johnny decided he wanted to push Sammie a little himself. Not with his hands but with his words. He knew the slut liked to be told what she was. Whether or not she'd admit it. And he was very sure that Sammie would get her lips to the bottom when her tiny little thing ached even more on being bullied. "Come on cocksucker." He encouraged crudely. "We both know you'll be more satisfied getting your lips to the thick base than you will be getting touched."<br><br>"I can see how hungry you are." He continued. "You're a hungry, achy little girl." Johnny grinned down at Sammie, speaking everything as a blunt statement. "Who needs her little throat opened up by a real cock. A big cock. One that's already stretched your sister's throat. Now you need to follow the princess's example and accept your place as an eager, obedient cock sucking girl." Johnny's cock throbbed with his words, and he punctuated them with more than a few moans. He looked to Clarissa to make sure her encouraging hand was in place, and to share the fun of teasing Sammie with her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>16-02-2019, 04:01:57</strong>
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				Sammie felt the mix of encouragement at shame, happiness and uneasiness as his sister and his bully encouraged him to do the same thing. His plumped up lips were now rather smeared, even with his makeup which promised not to they didn't predict how thoroughly sluts like him and Clarissa shoved their mouths onto big dicks, or how hard they still forced their faces down when all common sense would say stop, you were too far three inches ago!<br><br>But Sammie very much wanted to impress both of them, well one more than other, but it was impossible to do that, and so he paused. The cock was nearly all the way in his mouth. nearly. Just a half inch to go. His plumped up and thick lips were spread so wide he felt like the corners of his mouth might rip, it was so far back in his throat he felt like it might actually cut off his air even through his nose, or that he would start gagging uncontrollably on it. He took as deep a breath as he could. He put his hands on Johnny's muscular thighs. And then with all the willpower he had he closed his eyes and forced himself forward. He felt like his mouth would snap and his throat would close and he choked and gagged, drool not even running out of his mouth anymore it was so airtight, but when his nose hit Johnny's skin he opened his eyes wide in shock! He'd done it! He'd one it! A celebratory little noise emerged from him, following by another round of choking around it. <br><br>But he was there! He breathed in quickly to keep from passing out, hands slapping at Johnny's legs in excitement!<br><br>Okay time to pull back. He tugged his head. Uh oh.<br><br>Like as happens one something far too large is shoved into a hole that can't quite take it, it was stuck. It was too painful to pull back. It was lodged in his mouth so good there was only one way it was getting out - by shrinking. <br><br>Sam looked panicked for a moment, up at Johnny with pleading eyes as if to say please, please cum soon. He could barely even encourage it, with no lips or tongue to use, all he could do was rub it against the back of his soft mouth and let his choking do the work. <br><br>Please, please, cum soon. He willed. He wouldn't have any choice but to swallow, it would all be deposited so deep in his throat. He just hoped it happened quickly, and that someone would play with his rock hard little dick already!!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>16-02-2019, 23:03:05</strong>
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				Clarissa's eyes widened as she saw Sam finally take the final few inches of Johnny's cock. Excited she pulled her hand away from Sam's hair, clapping her hands together like she was his personal cheerleader. "You did it! I knew you could do it. I am so proud of you" she said as she crawled down from the couch to get a better look at the cock in Sam's mouth. That's when she realised that the cock was too much for Sam to simply just pull his lips off again.<br><br>"Move your tounge around as much as you can" she instructed as she slithered her way back to the rear of Sam. Seeing as he had technically fulfilled his part of the deal it was only fitting that he deserved a little part of his reward. With big eyes towards Johnny she soflty wrapped her slender fingers around Sam's cock, giving it a few very slow jerks. Clarissa had found in the past that a little stimulation in one end made Sam more eager in the other.<br><br>She hoped that it would help with getting the cock ou of his mouth faster and give them even more time and space to play and experiment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>16-02-2019, 23:26:00</strong>
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				As always Johnny adored the way his cock made a mess of a slut's face. And Sammie was no different. Eyes watering, jaw stretched wide and lipstick smeared. His thick lips were ruined, and Johnny just grinned at the sight. Normally he had to make sure they got rough, but Sammie appeared happy to hungrily swallow Johnny's cock deeper. His self confident smirk stretched wider as he saw Sammie struggling, enjoying those soft little hands on his thighs.<br><br>He was just about to comment on the way the collected spit warmed and wet his throbbing cock when he felt Sammie's nose hit the skin above his cock's base, nuzzling near the dark, just about trimmed hair. A loud, approving moan escaped Johnny to join with the cute little sound Sammie struggling to make. She was prouder than Johnny had even expected. His cock throbbed as best it could given how tightly it was compressed in Sammie's mouth.<br><br>What a tiny, tight hole. He wondered just how badly he'd end up stretching the two sluts later. Johnny's smirk turned to a grin. He liked the idea of getting them used to a cock like his. It was clear even with their experience the length and thickness were new to both. It explained their desperate eagerness. There was just cockiness in response to Sammie's desperate eyes. If anything it made the cock throb harder. <br><br>Johnny watched Clarissa move, nodding in approval as if to give his permission to reward the slut. After all she'd done what he asked, and did deserve it. Besides, he already had a way to make that bit even more enjoyable. Johnny was never going to let Sammie get away with having too much fun. At least until she learned to love being bullied and teased. "I'm proud of my new little slut too. Let your throat massage my cock." He instructed, as though Sammie even had a choice. <br><br>He then met Clarissa's eyes. "Do you think the hungry <em>cocksucker</em> deserves to cum?" He inquired, emphasising the degrading word by moving his hips lightly against Sammie's lips. And then he felt it was time to make clear what'd happen if he did get to. "That would give her <em>two</em> loads to eat." More flexing of his control. Johnny wanted Sam to know who was in control here. And Clarissa, too. Besides, he very much doubted it was something the slut hadn't done before. "Can you handle that?" He asked, looking down at Sammie as she struggled with his cock. "Is it worth it?" He continued, wondering whether they'd both agree.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>17-02-2019, 00:58:02</strong>
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				Sam looked up at his sister as she moved. He would have smiled if his mouth could move, but his eyes said how much he loved her and cherished her and thrived at her every touch! He tried to do what Clarissa instructed, wiggling his tongue about as much as he could, but it was pressed so tightly against the bottom of his mouth that he wasn't sure if Johnny could even feel it other than a wiggly sensation against a bit of his shaft. He continued to let his throat massage the head of that big cock, but he was at a loss of what else he could do!<br><br>He made a highly muffled noise as Clarissa's wonderful soft hands stroked his dick! She could feel it twitch in her hands and almost cum right then and there! But he forced himself to hold off, having the feeling that both of them would be disappointed in him if he were to cum before the guy he was servicing did! He made another indecipherable noise as Johnny told him he'd have multiple loads to eat. Whether it was desperation or greed or some mix of both who could say. <br><br>He had only one thought of what to do. Just one trick in all the things Clarissa had showed him. He started to hum. Deep in his throat a vibration began, buzzing all around the cock that was jammed inside of him, buzzing so that it felt like every inch of it was wrapped in a soft and fleshy, warm and welcoming massage chair. He closed his eyes and hummed as loud as he could, wiggling his tongue as he did and coaxing that cock to cum so that he could finally too! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>20-02-2019, 20:51:32</strong>
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				She could hear her dear twin follow her teachings. Her tricks and experiences. He was humming on the cock, something that she had found worked often when in a pinch. She was ecstatic. She wanted to reward her brother so much, but as she reached for his cock she could hear Johnny's words echo in her mind. Did he really deserve to cum? Already? Looking to Johnny she said softly, "maybe not but he deserves some recognition" before giving him a few gentle strokes.<br><br>But unfortunately that would be all that Sam would be getting for the moment as Clarissa withdrew her hand and sat back down on the floor, simply staring at the spectacle before her. It was all up to Sam now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>21-02-2019, 05:45:02</strong>
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				Johnny had moments of having to close his eyes from the pleasure, his thick thighs tensing up when he felt Sammie's little tongue move in the small ways it could. He loved knowing how utterly he'd filled her little throat, and the way he heard her desperately trying to moan as Clarissa teased her little thing. Johnny looked forward to forcing Sammie to stare at that comparison later. <br><br>But any thoughts of that, or considerations of Sammie's cock, were pushed aside by the way the hungry little slut began to hum against him. The vibration ran through the sensitive tip as that wet mouth cushioned the sensation so perfectly. "Fuck..." He murmured, voice still deep but gentle and approving. His fists clenched slightly as he felt his body tense. The cock buried in Sammie's throat throbbed with the pleasure. "Good girl." He praised.<br><br>When Clarissa made the choice he nodded, smirking. He liked that it was Clarissa that chose to hold off on letting Sammie cum. "I bet a slut like her only cums properly when her ass is played with anyway." He taunted, deliberately teasing but genuinely wondering how well Sammie would react to that. He intended to find out. "And I bet a slut like her sometimes wishes she had a real cock to flood other slut's holes with." Johnny's smirk widened. "But then deep down she knows she's best at being the one being filled by the cock of a man like me." As if to illustrate his point his cock throbbed, Johnny ending his sentence with a loud moan. <br><br>"Come on. This load of hot, thick cum's almost spilling into your throat. Look up at me." He demanded, not using his eyes but expecting Sammie to show enthusiastic obedience no matter how much he bullied his old victim again. "I want to see the hunger in your eyes before you get to taste it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>23-02-2019, 22:28:48</strong>
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				Sam was starting to wish he had been the first one to get access to this cock. It was holding out for so long! His own little cock was about to burst and it wasn't even being touched! It strained and wobbled between his smooth legs as he hummed his throat and lips and wiggled his tongue under Johnny's dick.<br><br>He longed for Clarissa's wonderful touch again, and he made a desperate noise that was almost totally muffled by the dick crammed in his mouth but he knew he'd have to drink Johnny's cum before he got his own favorite touch again. He focused and concentrated on their mantra. Fun and slutty. Fun and slutty. Fun slutty girls love sucking big dicks! He tried to let the joy of it flow through him as he obeyed Johnny, looking up at him with eyes that were now quite believably overjoyed to be sucking cock with so little regard for his own joy or how much he was gagging on it! <br><br>I love this cock, he thought to himself, love it so much, love the taste of it, the shape of it, everything about it! This joy and need came through his eyes that looked now like they were the eyes of a slut truly enjoying sucking dick. He hummed more happily, wiggled his tongue more enthusiastically, wiggled his hips like an eager little slut, and begged Johnny to cum in his mouth with everything but words. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>28-02-2019, 15:35:55</strong>
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				Clarissa sat back almost helplessly as she watched her twin continued to take Johnny's cock. He was so beautiful. So graceful and so perfectly fun and slutty. It almost seemed like Sam was.... better than her? No, it couldn't be. Could it? Could her dear brother have managed to pick up her every teachings and improve upon them? She felt a sting of jealousy hit her as she witnessed the look in both Sam's and Johnny's eyes as they were locked together.<br><br>Reluctantly she fell back on her rear as she spread her legs slightly. She then reached her one hand down to her womanhood and proceeded to explore and prime herself. All the while she kept her eyes to her brother, taking in every detail and movement of his. Still her mind raced at the possibility that he could now have become the teacher in their relationship. Teach me, teach me she echoed in her mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>28-02-2019, 16:16:15</strong>
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				Johnny was nearly constantly moaning, his deep voice echoing throughout the room as his hands clenched tight. "Fuck.." He sighed out, his cock throbbing in unison with his moans. It seemed like the longer his cock was in Sammie's mouth the more accepting she became, and Johnny was loving the little hums and slightly hopeless efforts to move that trapped tongue. His eyes enjoyed Sammie's curves, watching those hips move with a look of hunger. He wanted to smack her ass, play with it and grope it like he had in the lift. <br><br>"Who's my slut?" He questioned, looking at Sammie and knowing there was no way she could reply he was sure she'd find a way to show acceptance. He was distracted a little by Clarissa's movements, and he took a moment to pause and enjoy the sight of Clarissa's spread legs. The way her finger toyed caused Johnny's dick to drip precum into Sammie's throat. He loved the sight of Clarissa playing with herself over her twin sucking cock.<br><br>By that point it all become entirely too much for Johnny, who wasn't interested in putting off his orgasm. Sammie had worked hard and been very accepting of being his slut, and he felt like she should get what she'd been working so hard for. His cock throbbed so hard it seemed like it was fighting to stretch Sammie's throat, and Johnny's moans intensified to the point he'd closed his eyes and given over to the sensation. After a few moments he felt a surge, accompanying the feeling with a heavy sigh of satisfaction a heavy, thick rope of cum splashed from the tip of his cock and shot directly down Sammie's throat. Having nowhere else to go the cumshot that followed continued the same way, Johnny's hips bucking as the warm splashes of cum flooded out one by one. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>01-03-2019, 00:13:13</strong>
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				It seemed like it had been stretching his mouth out for an eternity, but finally it burst and the thick ropes of cum made him gag and choke all over again. Who was Johnny's slut? Well, that was perfectly obvious now as he gulped the cum down fast enough to avoid choking on and hurting that beautifully huge cock. He breathed quickly through his nostrils, flaring them wildly as he finally was able to gasp for breath around it, even as Johnny shoved his hips up into Sam's mouth over and over from his next orgasm of the night. <br><br>After sucking it down desperately for a moment it finally went limp and Sam was able to fall back, gingerly mopping the cum up around his lips and wiping it off with a nearby wipe he'd set up before they went out. It was always good to have wet wipes around when you got up to what Sam and Clarissa did. <br><br>He took a few deep breaths, his own little cock aching, dribbling a little even with need. <br><br>"Is anyone...can anyone?" He asked desperately, glancing down at it. He didn't really mean anyone. He meant his sister. He crawled over to her, eyes staring hungrily at her displayed pussy. He let out a little whimper. What did he want more in that moment? To eat her out or to have her touch him. Oh dammit he wanted both!<br><br>He crawled to her on all fours and kissed her full on the lips, pressing himself into her. "Thank you." He whispered as he did. He meant it. Thank you for everything, for all she'd shown him and taught him and made him become. Even though his jaw hurt like hell right now, it had been so amazingly hot. Not that he'd really admit that after he came down from his euphoric haze.<br><br>"Please?" He asked, pulling back and looking into her eyes, begging with them. "Please?" He repeated gently, kissing down her chest with soft little presses of his plumped up lips, smeared lipstick and all, his tongue flicking out and tugging her nipple up in a brief touch as he kissed down her gorgeous chest. Her breasts were so beautiful. He knew she'd talked about getting bigger ones and he could hardly handle the thought of it! He kissed at them a bit more as he made his way down.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>01-03-2019, 16:05:46</strong>
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				Clarissa was already two fingers deep when she saw the way Sam managed to get off the cock and clean up as much as he could. He was so damn perfect whenever he did that she thought as she pressed deeper into herself. She was practically lost in thought when she felt her brother's hands on her body. She fell on her back, barely hearing his thank you as he was now on top of her. As he began to attack her with kisses, his lipstick smeared all over her breasts, tickling her as he did.<br><br>With a small humm, she looked down in between their slick and sweaty bodies to see he twin's neglected cock. Her slender hand reached down in between their bodies until she could wrap her fingers around the shaft. Slow, gentle strokes began to jerk along his length, keeping a steady momentum throughout. "How's that?" she asked as her other hand drew his mouth down to her nipples.<br><br>Finally she had a chance to make Sam feel good. He deserved it. He had been so good after all. To both of them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>01-03-2019, 22:53:42</strong>
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				Johnny was briefly content to lay back and admire the sight of the two twins playing. He loved their cute eagerness and the way their hands ran over one another, giving a little nod of approval when Clarissa touched Sammie. She'd earned a little pleasure of her own. The lipstick stains and two aching clearly still hungry sluts took no time to cause his cock to spring back to life, hardening again in his lap.<br><br>He allowed them their time playing but eventually leaned forward, standing up and looking down at the girls. "I know you're achy Sammie, but Clarissa was very patient while you got to play with my cock." He made it clear that in his eyes sucking Johnny's cock was a treat for Sammie. "I think her pussy needs a release." He glanced down at Sammie's cock, as if to emphasise his next point. "And not one your girly cock could give her." He smirked wide from above the two. "Wouldn't you like to help Clarissa ride a real cock?" He offered, encouraging and commanding at the same time. <br><br>Johnny himself was both aching to fuck both the twins and determined to show that he remained fully in charge here. Part of him wondered if he could force Sammie to hold it until either making her cum over watching her sister get fucked or over being fucked herself. She seemed very obedient when her cock wasn't being touched. As he wondered he stood, expecting the twins to want to head to the bedroom now. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>02-03-2019, 19:02:08</strong>
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				His lips were just about near her perfect, pierced bellybutton, the cute little chain there mirroring his own. He still remembered how happy they were holding hands and getting them pierced together a few months ago. Her word and her touch were just too sweet, too wonderful, too perfect. It barely took more than a slight little touch and a tug for Sammie to burst all over the tile floor. "It's perfect." He gasped, his whole body shaking as she tugged him off with the lightest touch after all the teasing he'd gone through up until now. <br><br>He smiled up at her, a goofy, dumb, smile of a happily satisfied slut in her thick makeup. He would have kept kissing down to her pussy and spent the rest of the night there if they hadn't been interrupted. He glanced up at Johnny. <br><br>"Clarissa likes my girly cock." He pouted, wrapping his arms around his sister and giving her a kiss on the cheek. "But she deserves real ones too I suppose." He admitted with a smile to her. He was in post-orgasmic haze and didn't want to fight about who was calling him what at the moment. Why not just enjoy everything to the fullest tonight and worry about the rest of it tomorrow. <br><br>"Go on." He encouraged his sister with another soft hug and kiss. "Tell me how you want me to help and I'll do it." He beamed at her. It was her turn to take that big dick wherever she wanted now!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>03-03-2019, 16:01:50</strong>
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				"Awww....." Clarissa cooed as she felt her brother's cock twitch and erupt in her hand. He had always been sensitive, but this was something else. She allowed a few more sensitive jerks before withdrawing her hand and looking at the mess they had made. She let her fingers crawl over Sam's back for a few seconds before they were both made to pay attention to Johnny once more.<br><br>"I do like your cock, but....." she remarked just as she locked her eyes on Johnny's still glistening cock. Neither of them could deny that they had been playing and worshipping a <em>real</em> cock that night. She bit her lower lip and happily accepted her twin's good luck kiss before shambling back onto her feet. She was ready for it. She was already dripping down onto the floor as she got up.<br><br>"Let me ride it" she finally decided as she led Johnny to sit back down on the couch. Once he had sat back down, she would climb on top of his lap and with one hand holding onto his shoulder for support and the other on his cock, she would guide the tip to her entrance. "I have been wanting this for so long" she admitted to both her former crush and her twin. Then with a grunt, she lowered herself onto the head, enjoying the feeling of Johnny's cock.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>03-03-2019, 16:17:12</strong>
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				Johnny didn't argue that Clarissa liked Sammie's cock. He figured she did the same way he did. It was fun when it strained and ached, and he liked to see just how easily the little slut exploded over the floor. And he was happy when Sammie admitted both that his wasn't a real cock and that Johnny's was. He did get the feeling Sammie was possibly reminded of a bit much masculinity, and Johnny felt an inexplicable desire to push that down. "Good girl." He noted when Sammie encouraged Clarissa.<br><br>At her words he smirked, loving the way Clarissa looked at his already hard, throbbing cock and bit her lip. "But yours can't give her what mine can, Sammie. But I bet you're fun to fuck." He half-praised in a very blunt manner, whilst teasing and implying his intentions. Although right now he was very happy to finally get to make a mess of Clarissa he wanted to finally really show Sammie what a slut she was too. <br><br>There was no fight at all in Johnny, letting Clarissa push him down to the couch and seating himself with a confident smirk. His broad shoulder easily supported her, but rather than guiding her hips he lay back and looked her in the eyes. "Me too." He moaned loudly when he felt her wetness, and louder still when he felt the thick tip of his cock stretching apart Clarissa's tight entrance. Part of him wanted to take her hips in his hands and force her down. But Johnny found self control, glancing at Sammie expectantly. Johnny's hands weren't helping at all, quietly expecting Clarissa's twin to help her hips bounce. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>03-03-2019, 18:21:04</strong>
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				Sammie grinned, happy that his sister would get what she wanted now. There was nothing more beautiful than his sister, the most gloriously perfect woman there ever was, riding a hot bull with a big dick. The sight of it just made him happy in so many ways. He tried to put down in his mind the way it was very clear Johnny didn't want to let him forget who this was, and what Johnny planned to do to Sam at some point, and how the two of them would apparently be interacting, because he knew for sure he didn't want to ruin the mood by complaining about it!<br><br>He crawled up on the couch with Clarissa, kneeling next to Johnny as she straddled him, holding her hand as she did to support her and help her there, his own little cock bobbing just a bit as it struggled to do what it wanted and get hard again and ended up in a little soft chubby thing, and gave Johnny a pleading look as if to say 'be nice.' <br><br>"I may be fun to fuck." He admitted. "But Clarissa is the best fuck on earth." He smiled at his sister eagerly and happily. "And you get to find out." He said, leaning into Johnny and rubbing his shoulder as if to calm him down and say 'so enjoy it and stop taunting me please!' giving the man a meek smile. "I could never compare to her." <br><br>He leaned in again and kissed her stomach gently as she slid herself, down, his kisses trailing down as she went, his skilled little tongue flicking out at her clit as she sunk on the big dick, his hands sliding up and down her thighs. This was all about Clarissa now, and he'd do all he could to make her the happiest girl on earth. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>05-03-2019, 19:19:20</strong>
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				Clarissa was getting comfortable in her new position on top of Johnny. She was quickly finding a rythm as she rode his cock. She enjoyed the feeling of Sam's hands on her hips as he helped her go deeper and faster. She could never have found herself in that position without him and she was eternally grateful for him.<br><br>She let out a series of moans as she felt his tounge on her clit. It seemed that all the attention was on her now, and she loved it. Still she felt like she needed to distribute the love around. With a hand she pulled Sam up to her lips and quickly pressed herself against them. It was deep. Passionate. Then as she broke the kiss, she looked to him with pleading eyes. "Pass it along" she said as she looked down at the man below her.<br><br>She couldn't reach down and kiss Johnny herself, but she could send Sam to do it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>06-03-2019, 15:42:49</strong>
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				As much as Johnny loved to tease Sammie he wanted to focus on finally getting to feel Clarissa bounce her hips on him, and he gave Sammie a slight smile that seemed to suggest he was content to let up on the taunting for a while. The little hand against his shoulder was soft and relaxing, even as Clarissa was driving him wild.<br><br>She was very tight, although with his girth he found almost anyone tight. It was a very satisfying feeling to admire the way she stretched around his cock. And she was so, so wet. He struggled to believe just how warm and soft it felt, accepting him deeper with Sammie's gentle guidance. When Clarissa's twin kissed at her Johnny moaned, feeling Clarissa's pussy contract and grow even wetter at Sammie's help. <br><br>The sight of the twins kissing caused his cock to throb in appreciation, growing even larger now deep inside Clarissa Johnny had to force himself not to thrust his hips, enjoying letting the Clarissa play with it how she pleased. He smiled wide at the suggestion Sammie come and kiss him, and gave an inviting look at the idea. But Johnny was pinned under Clarissa's hips, and he could only wait for Sammie to obey her sister.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>07-03-2019, 02:11:16</strong>
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				Sammie lapped and kissed at Clarissa's clit, moving his head in concert with her bouncing pelvis, very practiced in this. Despite how sore his jaw felt from taking Johnny's huge dick all the way down at the insistence of his sister, he didn't hesitate to whirl his tongue about her with complete joy. <br><br>The lightest touch from his sister made him stop and look up at her, smiling he came to her mouth and kissed her happily. He had one hand gently resting on her hips, the other around Johnny's shoulder, between the two of them he knelt to Johnny's side as he kissed his sister passionately and lovingly, his own little dick swelling a bit to poke softly against Johnny's thigh.<br><br>When she broke off the kiss both were moaning, sighing, eyes fluttering. Sam nodded at her command. He knew he couldn't hesitate, that if he did he might do it. And so, without a moment's hesitation he turned towards Johnny and threw himself towards the man, pressing his lips against the man's mouth, turning his head this way and that and shoving his tongue down the man's throat passionately. He had to do this all out or he wouldn't do it at all! He didn't let himself think about what this meant for the future or what could happen next, he just knew his sister wanted this, and that meant he did too! His hand stroked her hips just as his other hand rubbed the back of Johnny's shoulders and they kissed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>07-03-2019, 22:53:21</strong>
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				Clarissa slowed her pace slightly as her lips parted with Sam's and he turned towards Johnny. She smiled broadly when she saw the way her twin turned on Johnny, practically assaulting him. She returned to ride Johnny giddily as she watched her longtime crush makeout with her twin brother.... on her behalf. She allowed herself a moment to cup her own breasts before holding back onto Johnny's shoulders for support.<br><br>With the sight before her and newfound vigor, she quickened her pace, tightening around him in lust as she did. "Keep going.... So big....." she managed to moan out in between staring at the other two and closing her eyes in pure lust. This truly was heaven, she figured and she also knew that it wouldn't take long for her to climax if they kept at this pace.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>07-03-2019, 23:54:37</strong>
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				Johnny felt the swelling of Sammie's cock against his thigh, and it caused him no discomfort. In fact Johnny enjoyed the physical, undeniable evidence of how much Sammie was enjoying this. And right now he wanted them to all revel in the pleasure he and Clarissa felt together, and to bring Sammie to appreciate it as much as she could. Besides the muscle of Johnny's thigh was firmer than Sammie's cock, which drew a half smirk that he chose not to explain yet.<br><br>He wasn't quite sure how well Sammie would react to Clarissa's instructions, but any doubt was settled in an instant. The slutty girl threw herself at him, Johnny easily bearing the impact and finally moving from what had been a gentle, reclining position to embrace Sammie and return the kiss. For the first moments Sammie held a surprising amount of the control, Johnny feeling the sheer eagerness almost overwhelming, causing him to wonder just how desperate Sammie would be when he fucked her. But for now his attention for Sammie was on the kiss, what little of his brain wasn't stuck enjoying the feel of Clarissa's bouncing hips. <br><br>Not one to let Sammie have control of anything for long he swiftly returned the kiss as strong as it had been given, his own tongue seeking out Sammie's as he pulled her close, his muscular arms wrapping around Sammie's slender shoulders. The combined pleasure of the kiss and Clarissa's incredibly tight wetness caused him to begin to thrust his hips more firmly, determined to drive the entire length of his thick, throbbing cock as deep as he could into the moaning princess. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>08-03-2019, 00:08:09</strong>
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				It wasn't much of a surprise that Johnny was soon returning her kiss, and even less of a surprise that he insisted on taking a dominant role in it. <br><br>There was one thing that kept Sammie from resisting, and it was the thought that he knew Clarissa was enjoying this. The only thing she liked more than riding a big dick was watching the guy who was fucking her make out with him while it happened. Why did she like it so much? Sammie didn't question it, he was not one to count his blessings. The most beautiful perfect woman in the world wanting him to make out with the guy who used to shove him up against the lockers and make fun of his goth makeup in high school, who used to emasculate him at every chance and from the looks of it seemed to still enjoy it! But none of that mattered, the only thing that mattered was making Clarissa happy.<br><br>He gave her had a squeeze as he slipped his arm from her and around Johnny's shoulder, the two embracing full on now, Johnny's big muscles wrapped around Sam's slender frame so much they might eat the little boy up, and now that they were wrapped around his chest and Sammie's lack of the big boobs bouncing around in front of Clarissa right now was disguised, and Sammie's little cock was hidden by pressing into Johnny's muscular thigh (a fact that Sammie also noticed seemed to push his cock back into itself more than make a dent in Johnny) the two really did look like twins, one riding his dick the other wrapped up in his arms. What a lucky guy!<br><br>"Oh Johnny!" Sammie moaned as the kiss broke, fluttering his eyes and smiling like a ditz in love because he knew it's what Clarissa liked to see. He looked back at his sister with a big smile on his face. "I think she's having fun." He said in a whispery voice but not in a whisper to Johnny as he gazed on the absolutely flawless sight of his sister riding a big cock. He wanted to take one of those nipples in his mouth but he didn't feel free to, either Johnny or Clarissa would have to tell him to before he dared to leave Johnny's arms. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>10-03-2019, 13:38:19</strong>
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				The sight of her brother willingly making out with his former bully was astonishing and almost too good to be true. Clarissa arched her back as she intensified her riding to coincide with Johnny's newly started bucking. She was quickly tightening around his cock, spilling her lust onto the couch and further onto the floor beneath them. When she looked back down at the two beautiful faces staring up at her, she wasn't sure what she wanted next.<br><br>A part of her wanted them to continue kissing, but she knew it would be unfair to ask that of Sam. Still she felt like there was something missing. One last element to push her over the edge. Then she saw how Sam's eyes had fixed on her buxom chest, swaying as she rode. Then it hit her. Sam had always loved and worshipped her breasts, one of the few things that still seperated them. "Sammie....." she said almost pleadingly, certain that he would know what she was asking for.<br><br>But there would still be something missing. Clarissa loved to be worshipped and to be properly taken. Johnny could certainly help with that. With one hand she reached out and tried to move one of Johnny's hands to her ass, moaning "fuck me" as she did.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>10-03-2019, 17:15:00</strong>
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				Johnny squeezed Sammie close, embracing tightly and, bully and victim or not, passionately. His tongue invaded Sammie's mouth as thoroughly as it could while his muscular thighs drove his hips upward, thrusting deep into Clarissa. The sensation of her impossibly wet body drove him to moan into Sammie's mouth, closing his eyes tight to enjoy the sensations. He could barely feel Sammie's cock on his thigh, often pushing against it when he thrust up.<br><br>He let the kiss break, looking Sammie in the eyes and grinning before joining them in turning their attention to Clarissa. He could see Sammie's eyes at Clarissa's chest, and watched in unison at the way the princess's breast bounced while he fucked her. She was perfect. He enjoyed that sensation further, admiring Clarissa with Sammie, until he heard Clarissa pleased for Sammie's attention.<br><br>Feeling Sammie too cautious to move he brought one hand to the back of her head, not forcing but instead gently encouraging and guiding Sammie to Clarissa's needy, worship-worthy nipples. Meanwhile his other hand followed Clarissa's guidance, taking a firm grip of her ass and squeezing. His rough hands were firm and almost careless, wanting to get a rise out of her as he took the rough role while Sammie worshipped her with care. His hips thrust harder, now guiding her to let his thick cock stretch her tight body. Between bouncing her ass up and down Johnny paused every now and then, taking his hand away before delivering a firm, open palmed spank. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>14-03-2019, 23:08:46</strong>
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				Soft little moans punctuated the kiss, moans that resisted a little as Johnny forced himself more into the kiss and clearly made Sammie the more submissive of the two, all on display for Clarissa. He hoped she was enjoying the sight. His little dick, still mostly soft, poked cutely against Johnny's thigh, indicating that he was, despite any protests he made otherwise. He looked over to his sister, mesmerized by her bouncing, swaying, beautiful body, his eyes drawn to some of the parts of her that he loved the most - the parts that made them different after all.<br><br>The moment she was calling for him he was breaking the kiss off, Johnny's hand on the back of his head encouraging, but hardly needed as her barest whisper was enough to command him. His mouth was on her breasts, his soft arms wrapped around her chest tenderly, his mouth finding and sucking on her perky nipples as he moved himself up and down in the same rhythm she was bouncing to make it accommodating for her. Mirroring her actions, it was almost like they were both bouncing on the same dick for a moment. His embrace of her chest and his loving attention to her large breasts were soft, sweet, loving, gentle, but very stimulating - all in hard contrast to Johnny's firm smacking and bouncing of her ass. Sammie hoped the two completely different styles would help each other, his touch more sweet and amazing, Johnny's more domineering and strong. He knew Clarissa liked both from different people, he hoped having this all to herself right now would make her feel like the Princess she was!<br><br>"I love you Clarissa." He gasped and whispered. "You're so beautiful, so perfect, the most gorgeous woman there is!" He gushed. "Oh you look soooo hot riding a cock" He purred. "Mmmm love your boobs, love you." He whispered again before putting his mouth back to work at what it was good for!<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>17-03-2019, 23:05:06</strong>
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				Clarissa practically squeeled as she felt Johnny's rough hands grab her rear. The way he moved his hand away only to give her a smack left her wanting more. She huffed and moaned wildly at the treatment she was getting. It was rough. It was wild. She was nothing more than something for Johnny to use as he wanted. And then.... she felt Sammie's lips carress and nurse her breasts. His arms wrapping around her like a blanket and keeping her close to him. It was sensual. It was precious. She was being worshipped by the person who loved her the most in the whole world.<br><br>The combination of those wildly different methods of pleasure was magic. The silent and rough treatment from the man she was riding and the cute whispers and soft treatment from her twin blended together to drive her to the edge. She was so close. Just a little bit more, she kept on thinking. Just a little bit more.<br><br>She looked down at both Johnny and Sammie with those big pleading eyes of her, taking her one hair to gently nuzzle and carress Sammie's hair.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>18-03-2019, 21:58:03</strong>
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				The fact Sammie's smaller cock seemed to continuously ache and poke against Johnny didn't bother him. If anything it confirmed that the slut was loving this as much as he thought she was, and just caused a brief smirk each time he noticed it. He took the time to focus on the sight before him, enjoying the way Sammie so diligently worshipped the princess's breasts. They were almost hypnotic as they bounced, and it seemed like Sammie was all too happy to give them the attention they deserved. <br><br>His roughness may have calmed slightly, appreciating their delicacy for a moment and wanting to let the twins have their tender moment. Although he was focused on them, his cock only throbbed harder. It seemed like every time he saw the two's very lusty intimacy it just drew up his excitement, despite the fact Johnny had never thought he was this excited by what was undeniably incest.<br><br>Then Clarissa gave him a wide-eyed look that longed for more. And Johnny was all too happy to give in to the silent request. Tensing his thighs and core a little he made sure his grip on Clarissa's firm yet bouncy ass was hard as ever, squeezing the soft skin hard before giving her what she needed. His hips drove upwards, slamming against her and forcing his cock to the deepest, tightest parts of her core. This treatment was relentless now, mostly keeping her held up by her ass to give him full control of the rough, commanding pace. It was nice to have Sammie to take care of the gentle side of things for him, and all Johnny wanted to do was see how loud he could get the princess to scream out. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>20-03-2019, 05:20:29</strong>
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				He was nearly as enraptured as his sister was, that soft touch on his soft hair making him let out a deep moan into her breasts as he pressed himself into her, gently holding her chest as he bounced up and down with her movements to keep himself lovingly and sweetly worshiping her perfect breasts. "I love you." He whispered up to her, hoping that Johnny had what it took to push her that little extra distance. "You're perfect!" He gasped, eyes closed, savoring every inch of her as his skillful little mouth, stretched out and aching though it was, did all it could to bring his sister to heaven.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>26-03-2019, 19:45:28</strong>
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				She was biting her lower lip as she felt the strong hands spank and punish her. And she cooed as she heard her brother's lovely words as he suckled and worshipped her breasts. It finally became too much for her as she rode Johnny's huge cock into her orgasm. She let out a satisfied moan as she felt herself tighten around the cock and spill onto the couch as she collapsed onto Johnny, letting him drive his shaft into her a bit more if he wanted to.<br><br>Clarissa was looking around the room with a dumb smile as she had finally gotten her wish of fucking her old flame. She didn't know how the night could possibly become any better. But then she remembered. Johnny's cock was still so very hard, and Sam was looking so delightfully innocent and cute as he hugged her body. With the remainder of her strenght she kissed Johnny deep before pushing herself off of his cock with a grunt.<br><br>"That was....." was all she managed to say as she looked to her dear brother and their guest of honor, visibly showing both of them just how much she had enjoyed their collective effor to bring her to climax.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>27-03-2019, 04:26:04</strong>
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				Johnny did everything he could to give Clarissa the rough treatment she needed to juxtapose Sammie's gentle, loving touches. He forced himself into her over and over, keeping his grip tight and thick cock stretching the depths of her slick wetness. He could feel her approaching orgasm and only carried on harder, wanting to feel the princess orgasm over his cock. <br><br>When she did he sighed loudly, biting his lip and letting the satisfaction of her contracting pussy massage him. As she came he slowed his pace, still gently thrusting his way into the girl as she collapsed onto his chest. His hands slipped from her hips to wrap around her, and he had a painfully confident smirk on his lips. He knew what he'd done, and gently let her pull back. Despite his performance so far his cock was just as hard, throbbing and demanding as ever. <br><br>He didn't say much, looking over both twins and waiting to see who would show his cock attention next as he enjoyed the post-orgasmic bliss on Clarissa's face. He loved that little smile, her slightly ditsy nature coming to light and satisfaction so plain to see. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>31-03-2019, 00:23:18</strong>
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				Sammie crawled across Johnny's lap so that he could snuggle up to his sister from her opposite side as she collapsed onto Johnny. He smiled, stroking her hair as she kissed her old crush, happy that she had finally got one of the few things in life she'd wanted for years and never had. <br><br>After a moment of cuddly happiness though, the post-orgasmic buzz faded and he started to become once more uncomfortable with the fact that his long smooth legs were draped across Johnny's thick muscular thighs and that he was so close to the man. Clearing his throat Sammie wiggled up out of the man's lap, still wearing nothing but his heels and ran a few fingers through his hair, trying to fix it up after the rough treatment it had received from Johnny's hands as he had sucked off the man. He rubbed his jaw for just a moment, realizing it was stiff and sore still.<br><br>"Anyone need a drink?" He asked cutely, his voice still raspy form what he'd been through but this gave him a deep, breathless quality and made his words even hotter than usual. He walked, naked in heels, little dick wiggling as much as his ass did, towards the kitchen to try to get away for a moment. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>31-03-2019, 18:36:33</strong>
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				Clarissa was slowly regaining some of her strenght as she felt her twin cuddle up next to her. She couldn't believe how well the night had went. But as Sam went to gather them another round of drinks, she was reminded of the still hard cock that she had just rode. It deserved to climax, and she figured that she had already asked a lot of Sammie and wouldn't push him further that night.<br><br>Slowly she shifted to the floor beneath Johnny, pushing herself in between his legs. With big eyes she pushed herself closer and took his cock in between her large breasts, beginning to move up and down, jerking him off as she did. All the while she looked up at him, her eager eyes begging him to cum for her as she waited for Sam to return from the kitchen with their drinks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>31-03-2019, 22:51:36</strong>
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				Johnny allowed Sammie to crawl, enjoying the sight of both twins cuddled up on his lap. He got the sense he'd brought them both a deep satisfaction, and in a way he found himself surprisingly excited by Sam being there. He loved having both twins to toy with. For a second he considered stopping the slutty boy leaving but, although he glanced after that cute ass, his attention was ultimately captured by Clarissa. <br><br>His eyes fixed on her hungry gaze, loving the way she was clearly so eager to please. The sight of his thick, throbbing and very slick wet cock sliding between her bust made him moan loud and deep, cock pulsing almost immediately as he felt the soft, massage-like treatment begin to build up his own orgasm. He was desperate to splash his cum over Clarissa's body and in his lust he reached a hand out, slipping his fingers into her hair before taking a firm grip to guide her mouth onto the tip as her breasts bounced against the shaft. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>31-03-2019, 23:09:39</strong>
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				Sam made a drink for her sister and her new lover. He smiled as he did so, it always made him so happy to be a part of what she wanted. The only thing that wasn't working for him about this in particular was who it was! If only it had been anyone else. A total stranger, even someone who he didn't remember from high school, or even someone who hadn't told him so often that doing this exact sort of thing was exactly what he was made for. He grumbled a little to himself. <br><br>It was okay though, he told himself. For one night he could put up with it. And then next weekend he'd help her find someone better. There had to be someone out there who could measure up to Johnny right? <br><br>He walked back to them, still naked except his beautiful heels, and put the drinks on the table, smiling as he saw his sister finishing off Johnny. That was Clarissa, always so loving, always thinking of other people. He bent down, holding his hair back with one hand and smooched her on the cheek. "Good night beautiful." He whispered to her.<br><br>He wanted to just turn and walk away, but his submissive instincts were too strong. He gave the man who she was treating so well a shy, demure glance, and whispered softly. "Good night Johnny." And then turned and finally made his way to his room, picking up some of the things he'd discarded along the way - panties, purse, dress. <br><br>He went to his private bathroom, not quite as well used as his sisters since that was the one they normally got ready together in but still very well stocked and carefully took off his makeup and moisturized. He glanced at what remained. His plumped up lips would fade over the next few weeks, he could always cut his hair, and then, well, he'd have to start eating like a guy and not a club slut, maybe go to the gym? Yeah, he could snap out of this. He totally could, he told himself as he tried not to get too turned on thinking of what his sister and former bully would be getting up to by now. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>01-04-2019, 18:17:14</strong>
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				Clarissa looked up eagerly as she felt the strong hand press her head down to the tip of the cock. She dutifully kept her pace, now also letting her tounge dance over every inch of his cock that she could. When she felt the calming presence of Sam at her side, she doubled her efforts, eager to have Johnny reach climas before long. She still had things she wanted to do to him, and things she wanted him to do to her before the night was over. They would have plenty of time to explore that in her bedroom while also giving Sam some much deserved rest from all the help he had given throughout the night.<br><br>But for now, she just needed that one last proof of lust from Johnny before they could retreat to her bedroom.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>02-04-2019, 01:12:04</strong>
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				Johnny heard Sam's goodnight, but he was far too focused on the princess between his legs to really respond. He imagined Sammie would want his attention on Clarissa anyway. He loved the way she accepted his guidance, moaning loudly when she hungrily licked at his aching cock. Her tight, wet core had him needing to finish soon and the ordinarily controlled Johnny was growing closer and closer as she sucked. <br><br>He fixed his eyes on hers, watching his former highschool crush work desperately for him. The thought of that was enough to spill him over the edge. His low-hanging and heavy sac tightened quickly, moans growing lower as his body tensed and eventually his thick, wet cock started to pulse. Aimed at her lips it almost immediately started to splash rope after rope of his thick, warm cum into her waiting mouth. Johnny intentionally pulled back a bit, angling his hips to let her massage him with her breasts as he came, working out the thick white liquid over her chest. "Clarissa..." He moaned heavily, hands gripping the couch cushions as he came. Despite already having came before this orgasm seemed no less messy than the last had been. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>02-04-2019, 01:50:53</strong>
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				Clarissa made a series of unintelligable noises as she felt his cock pulsate and finally letting it's seed spill all over her and her breasts. She did her best to dutifully catch as much as possible in her mouth before letting what she couldn't spill onto her breasts, giving them a perfect glaze. With an almost drunk look in her eyes, she looked up at Johnny, continuing to massage his cock with her breasts for a while. Then when she was satisfied that Johnny had time to rest, she raised herself up from the floor, pulling him up with her as she did. "Let's retreat to my room" she cooed as she pulled him with her back to her bedroom, where they would spend the rest of the night with each other. If they had any strength left that is.<br><br>Clarissa awoke the next morning, naked on top of Johnny. Or it might have been the afternoon, she wasn't sure. Lazily she ran a hand through her messy hair before reaching down to kiss Johnny on the cheek. "Morning" she whispered as she nuzzled herself closer to him. She laid there for a few minutes before rolling out of the bed, and grabbing the nearby robe. "I will go make some coffee, okay?" she said as she strolled back into the apartment, wondering if Sam was awake. She hoped they had not kept him up all night.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>02-04-2019, 02:16:37</strong>
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				After his intense orgasm Johnny was all too happy for the slutty princess to lead him to bed, following on quickly before spending the entire night with her. Neither got much sleep, only eventually stopping when the pair couldn't keep conscious any longer. And Johnny wasn't at all concerned for the amount of noise he made with her. Eventually he would fall asleep easily, deeply satisfied and glad to be holding Clarissa. <br><br>When he awoke he steadily, sleepily reached out to grope Clarissa. His firm hands ran over her curves, cupping her breasts before holding her rear to cuddle up for a few moments. "Morning." He replied, nuzzling in return and smiling happily. He was feeling laid back, satisfied after last night but still quietly hopeful for more. Still, he could keep control enough to get coffee as she suggested. "That'd be great." He replied, gently propping himself up in bed and trying to blink himself awake after she'd left the room. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>02-04-2019, 06:43:36</strong>
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				Sammie slept surprisingly good. Really good in fact. If he'd thought about it he might have realized that he slept so well because he was, deep inside, very happy about last night. But as soon as his brain started thinking about as he woke up, of course that all went away. His waking mind just wouldn't accept that he belonged as a slutty twin to his beautiful sister, kneeling or bending over in front of his high school bully. And so, after a shower he tried to get dressed up in the opposite way possible. <br><br>This proved more difficult than he thought. It had been so long since he'd worn any of his boy clothes that he couldn't find any of them. Well, okay, almost any of them. He pulled a face at some of the stuff he'd used to wear. It was all so boring, and harsh, and lacking in style. He sighed as he held up a band's t-shirt. Who would wear this? He tossed it away. Okay, so, maybe some shopping was in his future if he wanted something acceptably masculine and at the same time stylish enough to handle. <br><br>He settled for a pair of light blue terrycloth shorts, very short and tight shorts of course, with only a small bulge visible up front, his long tanned legs on full display, and a pullover white knit sweater that fit him in a loose manner. The sweater was soft and the knitting was open enough that small little patches of his skin were visible all throughout it. He stared at his reflection and sighed. He didn't look like a boy at all, at best someone might guess he was born one due to his lack of breasts and the bulge up front, but at first glance he wouldn't even rate that. <br><br>He pulled his hair back out of habit, then paused and did it again, lowering the ponytail, and didn't put on any makeup or shoes. Well, at least not wearing slutty makeup and high heels would maybe make him look a bit less like a fucktoy whose mouth should be stuffed full of bully dick? He sighed hopefully, but also didn't really buy it. At least his mouth had finally stopped aching, he realized giving it one last rub to make sure. <br><br>He made his way out to the kitchen in his bare feet, the coffee he'd set to brewing at the start of his shower was ready by now. <br><br>He had just finished pouring himself a cup when Clarissa came around the corner, looking like she'd had a very fun night herself. Sammie smiled, he couldn't help it, and slid the cup he had just poured over to her, sharing in her joy, a grin of his own matching hers. "You look like you had fun." He said in a teasing and loving tone, leaning in and giving his sister a soft, friendly kiss on the cheek as he turned around to pour himself another cup. "Is he still here?" He asked idly, like it didn't mean much to him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>04-04-2019, 16:35:12</strong>
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				Clarissa yawned fairly loud just as Sam came into view from around the corner. "Thank you" she said softly as she took the cup from him, taking in the delicious aroma of the freshly brewed coffee. She looked at her brother through the steam of the cup as she listened to him talk. "Oh, I had so much fun last nigt. All thanks to you" she thanked and complimented Sam. It was true though. Had it not been for Sam's help, she never would have gotten Johnny as excited as she did. She also would never forget the help he gave keeping the driver distracted.<br><br>"He is still here, resting from a hard long night" she giggled as she took in Sam's outfit. "Want to peek a look?" she teased, immidately followed up with "You look cute today".
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>05-04-2019, 03:37:49</strong>
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				Sam smiled and blushed a little as he was called cute. Well, so much for re-establishing his masculinity. Still, there was time for that. At least it wasn't "sexy" or "hot" or "ready to get plowed" or any of the other things the girls liked to call each other as they got slutted up for the evening out.<br><br>"Thanks." He said with a smile, leaning in and giving her another friendly, sweet little kiss on the cheek, standing very close to her. He took his sister in and smiled, fingers idly sliding up her arm as he smiled at his beautiful twin. "And you look gorgeous no matter what you're in." Or what state of obviously having just been fucked all night, he thought with a smile. "I hope he was fun!" <br><br>"Oh." He blushed again at the thought of peeking in. "No I think I had my fill last night." He said with a giggle, patting his jaw and making puppy dog eyes as if it still ached. "Besides I think it's uh, probably best if I just lay low and avoid him this morning." Sam paused, deciding to test the waters on whether Clarissa wanted to keep him around or not. "I'm glad you had so much fun though you deserve it." He said, rubbing his sister's arm tenderly before finally letting go to take another sip of coffee. "I can't wait to see who we find tonight." He said. "Or did you want to stay in?"<br><br>He was talking as though he was assuming that Johnny would be just another one night stand. An innocent assumption of course, certainly not part of Sam's plan to get rid of him so he didn't end up with his bully's dick stretching out his mouth again! 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>07-04-2019, 17:58:28</strong>
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				Clarissa only smiled when Sam complimented her looks. If one didn't know that they were siblings, it would be easy to mistake them for lovers just from the way they talked to each other. "Thank you. My hair is a mess but... " she remarked softly, both of them knowing the reason why her hair was so messy. "Well uh... actually..." she stammered a little as she tried to find the words to tell Sam. She had realised sometime in between her second and third orgasm that night that she wasn't so willing to let Johnny go so easily. She just was sure how to break the news to her brother.<br><br>"Actually I was thinking of asking Johnny out to dinner tonight" she remarked, eventually figuring that the best way was just to break the news straight away. She knew how Sam had felt about him in the past and she saw that there very much still was hesitation when they brought him home. She expected Sam to go ballistic, possibly even storming out of the apartment. As much as she wanted more time with Johnny, she hated to see her twin mad. Especially at her.<br><br>"You can come too of course" she quickly added. "And you know, keep an eye on me" she smiled, hoping it could defuse the situation a little.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>07-04-2019, 18:28:10</strong>
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				Sam grinned as Clarissa commented on her hair, and reached out and helped smooth some of it out. "No it's still totally hot." He smiled at her, "very sex kitten." He said with an alluring little trill to his voice, cocking his hips slightly as he played with her hair to make it look even better, smoothing it out a little. He couldn't help it, once he started he couldn't stop, her hair was just so damn pretty. So was his, he had to remind himself, it was the same after all!<br><br>He kept his smile through Clarissa's talk, even though it wavered a little. "Okay." He said, taking a deep breath and setting his coffee down, he held his hands out in front of him as if to hold off a disagreement, a very feminine maneuver. "So like, hear me out on this." He said, talking in the fun slutty airhead sort of way Clarissa had taught him even when he was trying to be serious. "So like, dinner sounds suuuuper fun." He said, already picturing the two of them in matching, very short, very tight dresses and heels, one on each of his legs, making out with him and each other somewhere very expensive in a private booth that would let them do whatever they wanted. Sammie and Clarissa had done it before after all, and it had in fact been super fun.<br><br>"But like." He said, the air of a not very bright girl trying to be taken seriously, "I was thinking maybe like, I should uh, you know, uh" he looked into Clarissa's eyes and saw the hope there that he would go along with wanting Johnny to stick around. Fuck. He couldn't disagree with Clarissa. Fuck. He couldn't come out and say he didn't like having Johnny around. It would be super weird to try to convince anyone of that after all the groping he'd giggled at Johnny doing to him last night, and of course giving him that amazing blowjob. If that was how he treated guys he <em>didn't</em> like. Fuck. Okay he had to come up with something else.<br><br>"I just feel like being a boy today." He said quickly, picking up his coffee cup with both hands wrapped around it, sparkling nails still done up great from the night before and a girly little sip through his plumped up lips all as decidedly unmasculine as possible. "And you know Johnny probably won't like that. So I should like uh, you know, maybe just let you two have fun?" He asked hopefully, eyeing his sister for any sign she'd be let down. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>09-04-2019, 00:02:21</strong>
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				"Rawr" Clarissa playfully responded when she heard Sam call her a sex kitten. She had always liked that term, but had never imagined that her brother would call her that. Then the conversation changes slightly, making Clarissa feel a little concerned for a moment. She realised that it wasn't easy for Sam to look Johnny in the eyes after all that time, and the fact that his sister might be wanting to spend more time with him would be equally terrible.<br><br>She listened to his concerns about what he wanted and what Johnny might want. But it seemed like he might have forgotten about what she wanted. Putting her coffee down, she wrapped her arm around Sam, pulling him in for a hug. "Who says that I can't have two beautiful men out to dinner with me?" she reassured him. "Maybe he like to see you all dolled up as much as I do, but I also love whenever you do the opposite" she added, hugging him tighter.<br><br>"Besides, I haven't even asked him yet. Maybe he just wants to leave things like they are, you know?" she remarked in an attempt to get his hopes up.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>09-04-2019, 00:52:36</strong>
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				Sammie let out a giggle at Clarissa's imitation of a sex kitten. She was just so adorable. He put a little kiss on her nose after that and then kept on his smile through the rest of her conversation.<br><br>Of course she said she loved him no matter what. She was the sweetest girl on earth, not an ounce of hate in her gorgeous body, so of course she was okay with whatever he wanted. He breathed a little sigh of relief still, wondering if she even remembered the last time he had had 'boy time.' Come to think of it, he really didn't remember either. It would have been at least a year ago, before they started going out to clubs, and dancing, and well, all the other things they did together. <br><br>He giggled a little at the image of himself out to dinner with Clarissa trying to compete over her with Johnny. Yeah, there wouldn't be much of a contest he was forced to admit. Not unless Clarissa really liked girly guys, and as far as he knew he was the only one she liked that met that description. They usually went straight for the beefcakes when they were out prowling. Sometimes silver foxes. Sometimes playboys.<br><br>"Oh, but like I couldn't do that." He explained, moving his hand as he talked as he usually did, rather girlish limp-wristed motions that had become his habit, tossing his hair back, another habit. "I don't have any of those clothes anymore." He pouted. "Or at least like, I'm not sure where I put them." He glanced down at his long, smooth, bare and tanned legs and realized no one would ever think they belonged to a guy. He'd have to cover those. And also most of the rest of him. He grimaced at the thought. A year of slutty outfits had left him hating not showing skin. Why be so young and pretty and keep it to yourself? Generosity! Clarissa had taught him that.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh you mean like, maybe he'll just leave?" That hadn't occurred to him. Why would anyone leave Clarissa? Sammie never would, he thought to himself. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>11-04-2019, 18:58:20</strong>
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				Eventually Johnny got a little tired of waiting. Rousing himself, stretching out slightly and slipping his boxer shorts on but nothing else he blinked himself a little more awake. His tall, muscular physique was on full show with the shorts doing little to hide his modesty. He wanted to go see Clarissa again, and he was sure he'd heard voices out in the house. <br><br>Heading out with a confident smile on his lips he quickly caught sight of the twins. Even in the cold light of day with them embracing like that it took a second to figure out who was who, with only the clothes helping to clue him in when their fronts were pressed together. He approached quickly, not having any issues with seeing Sammie after everything last night. He still saw his old victim as a slutty girl. And one he'd not got as far with as he'd like to. At least Clarissa was bound to encourage it. Her presence had always driven Johnny to try and emasculate Sam, and now he had even more of a reason for that. <br><br>Taking a few moments to admire both, their smooth soft legs and perfect round rears in particular catching his eye. "Morning cuties." He said with a grin. Referring to Sam as a girl had always come naturally, but now it was even easier. After all the slut had sucked his cock the night before and couldn't deny it. So Johnny intended to make a point of reminding the other boy that he was a girl in Johnny's eyes. But he didn't need to be an outright brutal bully about it. He was sure it wouldn't take much more than calling him cute and showing off the difference in their physiques. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>12-04-2019, 13:16:37</strong>
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				Clarissa cuddled up close to Sam as they talked. It was good for them to talk like this once in a while. Just the two of them, seemingly no cares in the world. "Maybe we just need to go shopping soon" she remarked as she pulled Sam a little closer. She could have stayed like this for an eternity if allowed to, but just as she had that thought, they were joined by their guest. She looked over Sam's shoulder to find Johnny standing practically naked before them.<br><br>Letting go of her twin, she quickly poured a cup of coffee for him, handing it to Johnny as she gave him a small kiss on the cheek. "Morning" she simply replied, clinging to Johnny for the moment. She looked back at her brother for a moment before continuing. "Soooo.... Got any plans for tonight?" she asked Johnny, her big eyes shining up at him and her breasts pressing into his body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>13-04-2019, 03:42:00</strong>
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				Sam froze as he heard Johnny approaching from behind him. He sucked his lips in as if anticipating something. What was it exactly? A slap on the ass? A tug of the hair? Wrapping his arms behind him from behind and - NO! But none of those things happened. What was this feeling? Disappointment? No, no that couldn't be it. It was definitely panic.<br><br>He watched Clarissa dutifully get her man some coffee and cling to him. "Yeah, yeah we should go shopping." She said to her idly. "I need to get some flats." He said then winced. No that's not what boy shoes were called. "I mean uh..." dammit what was the word. "Boy...flats?" He tried. That couldn't be right. Was that right? He put a finger on his lip as he looked up trying to think of the answer. <br><br>Several months of wearing almost nothing but very tall heels that ranged from slutty to very slutty and he'd forgotten all about flat shoes. In fact it felt weird to not have heels on right now. He'd fallen into the habit of wearing them around the house after at first wearing them all over to practice walking in them, it had just become force of habit. <br><br>He glanced at Johnny a bit demurely over the top of his coffee cup as he sipped. "Good morning Johnny." He said in a sweet little voice. "I uh, hear you're taking Clarissa out to dinner? Lucky you." He smiled with a loving glance towards his twin. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>15-04-2019, 02:37:40</strong>
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				As soon as Clarissa broke the cuddle to get him the coffee Johnny couldn't help smirking, making sure Sammie caught the confident look in his eyes. When she clung to him he took the cup in one hand, smoothly wrapping an arm around the princess and placing his hand at her lower back. Meeting her wide eyes he nodded. "I'm sure I do now." he replied confidently, feeling certain he'd be spending more time with the twins. <br><br>He almost laughed when he heard Sammie say boy-flats. Even he was all too aware that was not a very masculine way to describe anything. Taking a sip he smiled to Sammie as he glanced between him and Clarissa. "Good morning Sammie." He made sure to notably emphasis the last syllable. "I'm taking both of you out to dinner." He made sure it was a statement of fact, trying to see of Sammie might challenge it. And confident Clarissa would stick to his side. Johnny adored Clarissa but he wanted to play with both twins.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>18-04-2019, 14:42:02</strong>
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				Clarissa was still clinging close to Johnny's side as he spoke. It seemed like he had already made plans for all of them. Looking to Sam with a soft smile she gazed back up at Johnny, determined to stick up for her younger sibling. "Maybe we go somewhere where we don't have to dress up that much?" she said first, before quickly offering a second idea. "Oh, but you have to see how well Sam looks in a suit. So charming and handsome" she said, a wide and genuine smile on her face.<br><br>As much as she wanted to go to dinner with Johnny, she would hate it if her brother was forced into an uncomfortable situation against his will. She figured that Johnny just needed to give his masculine side a chance. Maybe he would come to love it just as much as she did.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>19-04-2019, 00:15:45</strong>
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				Sammie smiled at his sister trying to stick up for him. She was so kind, so sweet, he'd do anything for her! He let out a bit of a self-conscious giggle as she praised what he looked like in a suit. "Well you know, when you get it tailored right." He smiled, eyes glancing towards Johnny. "Like your suit." He said. "I hung it up in the hall closet by the way." He smiled and then glanced aside. <br><br>It didn't even occur to him to argue that he was going out to dinner with them. Something about the way Johnny said it, and then the way his sister just jumped in, he didn't ever think to challenge the basic assertion that they were all going out. <br><br>"We have a few places we go a lot." He said smiling to his sister at all the memories of their frivolous rich girl lifestyle. "Don't think any of them have seen me in a suit in awhile." He chuckled. "I guess that could be fun." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>20-04-2019, 12:38:47</strong>
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				"We all have the money." Johnny noted. "We should go somewhere nice." Really he just liked the idea of having both girls on his arm. A lot more than the idea of sam in a suit. His eyebrow raised lightly at that suggestion. He didn't want to anger Clarissa, but he wanted to get that kind of thought out of Sam's head. He'd certainly push further to see how much he could remind Sammie he was a girl in Johnny's eyes. Or certainly not a proper man.<br><br>"Thank you cutie." He replied idly when Sam noted he'd hung Johnny's suit up. Just a light, casual start. "I'm surprised you could get it tailored to fit you. Do you buy women's suits these days." Johnny had to slightly draw Clarissa with him, keeping her to his side as he looked Sammie over. "You ought to. Look at your slender little shoulders. They would fit better. And that's without mentioning your ass." His comment was crude, blunt but did what he wanted it to do. <br><br>He was looking down on Sam. Trying to remind him of prior taunts. And both his slim shoulders and big hips had been ideal ways to taunt him before. Although none of the other jocks at school had quite realised that Johnny had always wanted to bend the boy he knew was a slutty girl at heart over and teach him to be just that. He glanced down to Clarissa. She needed to be pulled in. Giving her a light kiss on her lips before returning that wolfish expression to Sammie he spoke to Clarissa now. "Don't you agree? She looks so much better in women's clothes." He made a point of emphasising that 'she'. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>04-05-2019, 13:23:49</strong>
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				Clarissa dutifully followed along as Johnny led her around a little. The idea of a fancy dinner with him and Sam did sound appealing, but she still wasn't as keen on pushing Sam's feminine side as Johnny. That is until Johnny gave her the perfect solution. She happily took the kiss as she let out a small moan when they seperated. "You do look much better when you wear something feminine" she admitted, looking to Sam with slight puppy eyes.<br><br>"You know.." she continued. "You could wear one of my suits" she proposed. "The one that shows a little cleavage. You know the one" she teases, knowing that Sam always loved whenever she had it on. Clarissa hoped that this would be a pleasing compromise for everyone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>04-05-2019, 18:44:17</strong>
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				Going out somewhere nice did really appeal to Sammie, it was the sort of thing he loved to spend his time doing. The girls didn't ever really have to worry about money, so why pretend to be frugal after all? He squirmed a little, hips wiggling as his desperate fight to save some shred of his masculinity was rapidly being overwhelmed here. He blushed as Johnny called him cutie. And then again when he mentioned his ass. "Ummm..." he began sheepishly. Truth be told he hadn't brought a suit since long before him and Clarissa had started partying together and the fact that man's suit wouldn't do much for his ass was a concern he had. <br><br>But then when Clarissa joined in the resistance shattered and he gazed on his sister with wide eyed and pure love, smiling brightly as she complimented how good he looked in feminine outfits. "Well yeah." She said sheepishly, curling some of his hair in one finger demurely. "I guess...." He blushed and glanced away, obviously quite complimented. <br><br>"Ooooh <em>that</em> one!" Sammie's eyes lit up. He loved that suit. He really really loved how it looked on his sister. "The one that makes your boobs all like BAM!" He motioned in front of him like he had a pair of exploding breasts on his chest with a giggle. It wasn't a perverted comment coming from a lustful man, just a friendly complimented from a fellow girl who loved the way it made her sister look. <br><br>"But like," he wiggled more, "I don't have...those." He said, once again cupping at the lack of boobs on his chest. "It would just look kinda silly on me." He hung his head a bit embarrassed, not at the fact that they were talking about him in a woman's suit, but that he didn't have the chest to pull it off. "And if I used my padded bra it would ruin the awesome cleavage effect." He sighed. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>05-05-2019, 03:46:54</strong>
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				Johnny was swift to nod in approval at Clarissa agreeing with him. Sam did look a lot better as Sammie. And he could see the blush that hinted Sammie had some mixed feelings about the way Johnny spoke to the other man. If Sam really was a man at all. Johnny always liked giving Sam confused feelings, and he'd suspected the other boy had them a long time ago.<br><br>Thinking it was the best odds of this all coming together Johnny kept quiet for a few moments, letting the girls talk about dresses. It seemed Clarissa talking about nice clothes encouraged the girl in Sam. Still determined to be a strong presence he wrapped an arm around Clarissa's waist, letting her feel his large hand at her hip and eyeing Sam as if trying to challenge him to try and deny what Johnny wanted.<br><br>"I'm sure you ladies can figure something out." He glanced at Clarissa, hoping she'd have an idea. Clothing wasn't his area of expertise, besides what got him excited. "I need both of you looking nice and pretty for me." He eyed Sam, smirking wide as he laid out what he expected. "You can do that right, Sammie?" He inquired. His hand squeezed Clarissa's hip, trying to draw her in to encouraging Sam's femininity. "Can't she, Clarissa?" Even if he thought Sam might try and pick up more of an attitude towards him Johnny felt confident he wouldn't fight back if Clarissa was on his side. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>07-05-2019, 16:46:02</strong>
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				Clarissa giggled at the way Sam attempted to describe how her breasts stod out in the suit. "The one that makes my ass all WHAM!" she added with a smile, knowing how much they both loved to discuss their outfits together. But it was true that without natural breasts, the effect would lose its impact. Perhaps another compromise was in order, she figured as Johnny held her closer.<br><br>"Oh, Sammie can be the prettiest one in the room when she wants to" she sheepishly agreed with the man holding her tight. It was the truth though. There had been plenty of times when Sam had attracted more attention from men and women than Clarissa. Something she always loved to see.<br><br>"What about... I wear the suit and you pick out any dress you want?" she asked as a compromise. "That way, it can be like me and Johnny take you out for a date. Competing over your affection" she teased, expanding on the idea. "I will let you motorboat me" she added with a small giggle, hoping it would convince Sam to once more wear girly clothes for her and Johnny's delight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>10-05-2019, 15:53:16</strong>
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				Sammie's lips quivered a bit as Johnny called them 'ladies' and how he needed them looking pretty, <em>for him</em>, Sammie wanted, in the spirit of his recent declaration to himself, to stand up to that, but Clarissa's enthusiasm for the same proposal washed away his concerns and turned his quivering lips into a set of smiling ones, still plumped from the fairly recent treatment they'd be nice and juicy for some weeks still and it made his smile all the girlier for it.<br><br>"Any dress?" He asked. There were still a few that Clarissa had told him were off limits and just for her to wear. Of course they tended to be the prettiest, nicest, and some of the sexiest she owned. "Mmmmm..." he let out a little squirm of indecision, wiggling his hips back and forth, a finger to his lip as the internal conflict raged on for a few moments.<br><br>But really, it was never in doubt. Seeing his sister and her sexiest suit and getting to wear anything of hers he wanted was just too much. Plus, if he was being honest with himself, the idea of being dressed like he was the one that both of them were taking on a date, being the center of attention, rather than both of the girls doubling up on Johnny like last night, well, damn, that held great hotness for him.<br><br>It's fine, he told himself, we'll go on this date <em>and then</em> I start being a boy again.<br><br>"Okay!" He said brightly, hopping up and down a little and clapping his hands in girlish excitement. "But you said <em>any</em> dress!" <br><br>He glanced down at her boobs and blushed a little, not wanting to say out loud the other thing she'd promised. He felt a bit guilty for not being able to return the favor but, well, there wasn't much he could do about that! Right?<br><br>"I'm gonna go pick one!" He squealed excitedly and bounced up and down again, over to his sister to lay a loving kiss on her cheek, he gave Johnny a shy, anxious glance, realizing he should probably ask him if Clarissa's proposal was okay with the masculine one in the relationship as well. <br><br>"That's, that's all okay with you, right Johnny?" He asked a bit meekly, pressing in close against his sister from the opposite side of the much larger man. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>12-05-2019, 02:49:10</strong>
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				Johnny gave Clarissa just a little squeeze of approval when she agreed with him. He wanted her to know he liked when she joined in feminising Sammie. And it seemed like Sammie was, for their part, smiling. He really was a natural girl. As soon as the idea of any dress got out there the excitement in the cute 'boy' was palpable. Johnny's eyes naturally drew to those hips when they wiggled and he smirked slightly.<br><br>He did genuinely smile, both caught up by the overwhelmingly endearing sweetness of Sammie and the fact he was going to get both girls again. Catching the little glance Johnny grinned. It was a confident look, easily bordering on arrogance. "Of course, cutie." He replied smoothly, quickly glancing to Clarissa and giving her a light kiss on the lips. "Good idea, Princess." He remarked.<br><br>With that he gently stepped, moving to place both girls in front of him as Sammie embraced Clarissa. A powerful arm wrapped around Sammie's waist too, drawing them both in. "I can't wait to see how you both look." And he really did mean it. He was curious what Clarissa looked like in that suit, particularly after their descriptions. And he was sure Sammie would suit the dress she picked. Even after so long knowing him as Sam it was already getting hard to think of Sammie as anything but a she. <br><br>Taking advantage of the situation, and the fact both girls seemed to like when he took free reign, he quickly slipped his hands down to almost casually, carelessly grope their rears before stepping back, allowing them both free of the embrace to seek out the suit and dress. Perhaps he would be forced to leave them to get ready whilst he picked out his own outfit to meet with them later. Although, if he remembered rightly, Sammie had neatly folded his suit away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>18-05-2019, 14:26:15</strong>
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				Clarissa loved the way Sam's eyes lit up at the notion of picking out any dress he wanted. "Sure, sweetie. Any dress" she confirmed as she kissed her twin as he went to rummage through her room for the perfect dress. She even had a little smile as she saw how Sam asked Johnny for permission to dress girly. She doubted that he would have a problem with that. Enjoying the feeling of Johnny's hand by her rear, she let out a little sigh as he let them go.<br><br>Taking Sam's hand, she looked to Johnny for a second. "Why don't you feel at home while we go try out some clothes and such" she said as she practically pulled Sam into her bedroom. "Thank you so much for going out with us tonight" she whispered to her sibling. "I really need your support for this" she added with a soft smile, holding Sam's hands.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>18-05-2019, 15:10:04</strong>
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				Sammie blushed and glanced down as Johnny approached them, but didn't resist as that powerful arm wrapped around his waist and pulled him into the much larger man, only letting out a little squirm and gasp of slight indignation as Johnny squeezed his plump ass. It was starting to become something he was very used to feeling after all, and he knew that he wasn't in much of a position to protest it, besides there was something more important, which was going to get dressed up with his sister!<br><br>He took her hand happily in his as the two of them went towards her room, pulling in close to her to walk side be side, arms around each other's wide hips, looking identical from behind at least as they strutted off.<br><br>Once they were in Clarissa's room Johnny let himself listen to her words and his heart melted a little. "You need my support? Oh Clarissa I'm so sorry I've been so selfish just thinking about myself! I'll try to be a better brother to you." She said, irony of how she was the least brotherly person in the world lost on her as she hugged her sister close and then her eyes wandered to her closet.<br><br>"Here I am, just letting myself get all stressed out about Johnny teasing me and you need my support! I'm so sorry! I'll try to do better." She promised, feeling selfish about wanting to stand up to Johnny earlier. "You...wait you don't think he's like, the one do you?" She asked, not at all suspecting this!<br><br>"Buuuuut first, you said <em>any dress</em>!" She reminded Clarissa, squealing with delight, she pranced over to Clarissa's walk in and went straight for the ones in the back that her sister had declared off limits. Her nicest, prettiest, and some of her sexiest dresses. "Oh god they're all so amazing..." Sammie whimpered as she tried to even narrow it down a little in her mind. <br><br>"Okay, okay, come tell me all about what you want for you and Johnny while I think about this." She beckoned her sister over eagerly as she browsed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>22-05-2019, 04:34:32</strong>
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				Johnny was glad that neither of the twins put up any fight when he touched them. He was still certain Sammie loved it, and noticed the way the smaller boy glanced down when he approached. When he broke his grasp he gave both an approving little smack on the rear, showing his approval and nodding to Clarissa. "Sounds perfect, princess." He replied quickly. He knew Sammie had folded his suit away somewhere.<br><br>After they'd left the room Johnny swiftly noted the closet by the entrance, checking through to find the suit. It was so neatly kept that he gave a nod of approval despite nobody being around. Removing it Johnny would carefully lay it out, making sure not to crease it before realising he would have to take a shower before he dressed himself. Last night had left him nothing if not a mess, and so he quickly approached Clarissa's room and knocked at the door. "I'm going to take a shower, girls." He announced, making sure to enunciate the word girls nice and clearly. With that he let them be, though he wondered if they might try and interrupt him he wouldn't mind waiting for the night. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>23-05-2019, 23:07:02</strong>
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				Sitting down on the bed, Clarissa let out a small sigh. "Come on, Sam. You have already done so much for me. It's mean of me to ask even more of you tonight" she admitted as she watched the way her brother went through the dresses in the walk in. She smiled as she could see the look of pure joy on Sam's face, trying to remember the last time she had seen that wide a smile. "I don't know if he is the one but, like, I kind of want to find out, you know?" she remarked as she fell back on the bed, staring into the ceiling.<br><br>"I mean, all these old feelings kind of came flooding back when I saw him. And even more when we were in bed together" she admitted, a light blush on her face. Outside they could hear Johnny speak trough the door and Clarissa instictively yelled back. "Take you time, babe". Immidiately she shot up from the bed, her hands covering her mouth, looking to Sam for help. "Did I just call him, babe?" she almost whispered.<br><br>"You got to help me figure this out" she said as she walked up to look into the walk in alongside Sam.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>27-05-2019, 02:11:03</strong>
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				Sam paused. The only thing that could possibly tear him away from his sister's prettiest dresses was the girl herself. He turned, a sympathetic, heartfelt smile on his face as he walked to her and put his hands on her soft shoulders, squeezing them with just as soft hands as he smiled at her. <br><br>It was obvious to Sam, he knew his sister like nobody else, she totally liked Johnny. But she was holding back out of concern for him. He knew what he would do, what any loving brother would do in this situation. "I will." He said gently. "But you know, we've been with a decent number of guys together and uh, you know, you never really smiled so big for anyone else." He grinned, his smile almost breaking into a giggle at the memory of how happy Clarissa had been. <br><br>"And look you were right, I like him too." He lied.<br><br>Well, he had meant for it to be a lie. He thought it was a lie as the words formed. But as he listened to himself say it, it sounded quite sincere. And he wasn't that good of a liar. In fact he was downright terrible at it. <br><br>Almost in a trance, he kept talking. "I always liked the way he treated me, it was <em>totally </em>good for me. Like, can you imagine me trying to be all dudebro? Ugh." He stuck his tongue out at the thought of how gross that idea was. That was supposed to be a lie as well. But here it was pouring out of his mouth like it was the most natural thing in the world. "Like, you both saw that about me I guess. Just in different ways." Very different ways. One had involved soft hugs and kisses and makeup tips. The other nearly getting molested in a locker room with promises of forced blowjobs in the future. And now that it had finally happened, it had been the opposite of forced hadn't it? "So like, don't even worry about that. You just worry about you, okay? I can like, help you take care of him whenever, or like, you know, you can have him all to yourself, whichever you prefer." He said, although the way he spoke it sounded like he was much more enthusiastic about three ways than leaving his sister and Johnny alone. He tried to tell himself that that was because he loved his sister, not Johnny. It didn't quite take.<br><br>"Just, you know." He rubbed his sister's shoulder. "As long as we stay best friends." He grinned. "I just want you to be happy. That's all I want. So be happy, do it for me if nothing else, okay babe?" <br><br>He leaned in gently, pulling her beautiful hair, hair that matched his own, back as he leaned in and planted a soft, sweet, loving kiss on her lips, letting their bodies press against each other's for a moment. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>01-06-2019, 11:06:24</strong>
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				"I haven't?" she asked concerning her never hacing smiled as bit before, all while stoppoing herself from smiling at the thought alone. She looked to Sam as she twirled her hair idly, watching him confess some of his feelings for Johnny as well. Sam always looked so cute when he vented like that. Sticking the tounge out had always been one of her favorites as well, earning a little giggle from her. "Soooo.... you actually liked all that rough stuff back in school?" she teased, remembering how he would come home to her to be showered with kisses after being shoved up against lockers all day.<br><br>"Oh, I do want you with us.... I mean if you want to, that is" she said somewhat meekly, secretly hoping that her twin wants to join her and her new lover for a threesome.<br><br>She felt almost instantly comfortated and calm when she felt Sam's hand on her shoulder. He had a secret magic touch. "We will always be friends" she smiled back, gently returning the lovely kiss. "You will always be my first love. Never forget that" she giggled, as she enjoyed the way he played with her hair.<br><br>"Now let's find that dress you want so badly" she smirked, changing the subject for a moment.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Stranger</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>01-06-2019, 18:41:31</strong>
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				Sammie squirmed. This was so awkward. Did he like the way Johnny treated him? She really didn't know! When it was happening it was so yummy! But then afterwards he felt so ashamed for letting it happen! Argh! But his sister loved Johnny, and that was enough to push Sammie in the right direction.<br><br>"Yes." He said with a confident smile. "I just think maybe in school like," he giggled, "I wasn't pretty enough for Johnny to know what to do with me." He leaned in and kissed Clarissa on the cheek lovingly. "I have you to thank for fixing that!" And it was true, he realized, if Clarissa hadn't made him so pretty Johnny would probably still have just bullied him normally, not put a cock in his mouth and squeezed his ass so much! <br><br>"Never." Sammie promised, gazing lovingly into his sister's eyes as they reaffirmed their love for each other. <br><br>"Yay!" He squealed happily, turning and diving back towards her prettiest dresses.<br><br>He glanced down with a pout at his flat chest, her best dresses were plunging and low cut and worn without bras, he couldn't get away with his falsies with these. "If only we were really <em>identical</em>" he sighed, poking her boob playfully and lightly as he finally picked out a dress.<br><br>It was a lively aquamarine, very tight, open in little diamond patterns up both sides leaving most of the skin there bare, but fully covered the breast area so he could wear his pads under it. It was very short and tight around the skirt of it, and completely sleeveless. <br><br>"How about this one?" He asked eagerly, holding it up to himself. <br>
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