The Twin Sisters That Love Me............ 3

By the time we got back down stairs, I was pleased and somewhat surprised to see that a number of people had already left. And even those who hadn't, had started getting dressed already. Ifeoma was in fact already beginning to straighten things up, clearing off tables and tossing empty bottles in the garbage. She too was already dressed.

"Told everyone it was time to wind things down," she said. "Didn't want anyone besides me passing out here, so thought maybe it was time to send everyone home."

Ifeyinwa had already asked me earlier if her sister could go ahead and spend the night. She didn't want her driving home drunk for one thing, which was a good idea. And the fact that I did have a nice comfortable couch in the living room, which could be made into a small bed made sense anyway. But...I also knew with Ifeoma spending the night, the likelihood that Ifeyinwa would then spend it with me in my room, was an added bonus.

Ifeyinwa quickly dressed as well, and then the three of us along with some help of a few others, made short work of the big mess we had all made. It was just barely past midnight when the last of our guests finally left. I laughed upon looking over towards the couch, Ifeoma was already fast asleep. Ifeyinwa then walked over, drawing the comforter I had taken out for her, covering her with it. She then smiled, taking my hand in hers and began walking up the stairs to my bedroom.

I was glad for a bit of the exertion required in cleaning up, it had helped quite a bit towards sobering me, though I was still not fit to be driving either. The fact I had a nice firm erection was something I was even gladder to find. Usually alcohol has a tendency to take me in the other direction. But as Ifeyinwa removed her clothes, now naked and crawling into bed next to me, all I wanted to do was spend the rest of the entire night making love to her.

Looking up as Ifeyinwa mounted me, watching her hand reaching down guiding my shaft towards, and then into that sweet wet pussy was a sensation I will always remember. As we slowly came together as one, now moving more in inches than in anything else, slowly coupling, we gradually began picking up the tempo.

Wildly now, passionately, we came together. The sound of flesh meeting flesh, the wanton decadent words of our pleasures being spoken to one another openly. The sounds of her lewd wetness, acting like an aphrodisiac, intensifying both our pleasures.

It was no real surprise when we came together simultaneously. I felt her explode at the exact same moment I did. I felt the gush of her own spending as it cascaded down, covering my shaft. The joy I felt as my sperm leapt from the head of my prick, bathing the insides of her fuck tunnel copiously. We laughed, we giggled, we held one another, and then lay silently collecting ourselves. And then slowly...ever so slowly, we began making love all over again.

I know that we both dozed, though should either of us move even slightly, it was usually enough to cause a hand to reach out, the touch of a breast, the awakening of a very flaccid cock. We made love again, softly...slowly, I think at times even falling into sleep as we did, yet somehow coming awake again, picking up where we'd left off as though we'd been going at it ever since.

Finally towards morning, she had indeed fallen asleep. The sheets on my bed long since haven fallen onto the floor. She slept comfortably on her back, sweetly snoring in a soft gentle sort of way. I sat there just gazing at her, the same feelings and emotions I'd felt earlier now even more so. I leaned over, kissing her breasts, not wanting to wake her just yet. Gradually working my way down her tummy, and finally to the softness of her bare beautiful pussy. And there too I lingered, drinking her in. I smiled as my fingers briefly toyed with her precious pink lips, leaning over to at last kiss her there, and in doing so, purposely parting her labia to first kiss her there. As I did, I stared looking again.

"Where's the spot?" I actually found myself asking myself. I touched her again, trying hard not to wake her now as panic began settling in. I looked, I tugged as gently as I could on her lips, but there was no doubt about it, there was no birthmark, no spot that identified her as Ifeyinwa. "Holy fuck! What the hell's going on here?"

The moment I said that, and loud enough in doing so, her eyes opened. "I take it you're not pleased," she said.

I was in the twilight zone all over again. My heart was now beating a thousand miles an hour as I sat there looking at her, speechless, unable to say a thing. My mind working at light speed, and yet, I had no comprehension for what had obviously happened, or worse...what I was even going to do about it.

Ifeoma rolled out of bed.

"I...I can't believe this happened, I'm...I'm..."

"It's not your fault," she told me. "It's mine. I wanted you, I've wanted to be with you since the first day I saw you."

“My god...Ifeoma!" I said feeling helpless and now more afraid than I'd ever been.

"I...I need to wake Ifeyinwa up, try and explain, somehow...tell her what happened. Tell her that I'm sorry...and that it will never happen again."

I knew even as the words left my mouth, it was too late for that. It had happened, somehow Ifeoma had tricked me, taking advantage of her own sister's somewhat inebriated state. And I had stupidly slept with her, believing her to be Ifeyinwa, and thus fucking her sister instead. I knew there was no way she'd ever forgive me for that, but regardless, I still had to tell her, I couldn't pretend otherwise, even though Ifeoma told me there was no need, nor worry to say anything and that we could in fact keep it between ourselves.

I didn't even hesitate, now rolling out of bed myself, throwing my robe on. I knew what it was I had to do.

**

She was up, dressed and had actually made coffee as I came walking down the stairs. Hearing me, she turned smiling holding out a cup of coffee towards me as I reached the landing.

"Ifeyinwa, we need to talk," I said hating the sound of my own words as I knew what that was about to lead to. Behind me, I heard footsteps on the stairs above, turning to look, and shocked to see Ifeoma just now coming down as well, though she remained nude as she did so.

My face was burning, my gut tied up in knots, as I turned back around and simply blurted, "I slept with your sister."

I didn't get the reaction I had set myself up for. She smiled. "Yeah, pretty much figured you would, she's been planning on it, surprised it took this long," she stated.

I had been here before. Once again feeling like I'd just entered the Twilight Zone. Although this time it seemed even more surreal as Ifeoma reached me, now standing behind me throwing her arms around me from behind. I could feel the press of her firm breasts against my back, even through my robe as her hands reached around slipping inside the opening finding my very flaccid cock.

"And it was wonderful too!" Ifeoma said grinning back at her sister as she fondled me. In a split second of time, the situation had gone from Twilight Zone to Body Snatching. I honestly began to wonder if some time during the night aliens hadn't come down and taken over the twin's bodies, none of this was making any sense. Or I wasn't anyway as I stood there feeling my cock beginning to stiffen though my mind was reeling with the explosion I had anticipated hearing, which never came.

"Here, sit down, drink your tea. I think we need to talk," Ifeyinwa said.

**

Two weeks had passed. I lay there on my bed looking up at the ceiling in my room remembering that moment. At first confused, I'd become angry, hearing how they had so easily duped me. My emotions, affections seemingly toyed with, played with, just as they'd done to me in the physical sense. I was furious with the two of them, though I had eventually ranted and raved long enough that I once again sat back down exhausted. Only then did they calmly tell me the why of it, in hopes I'd eventually understand.

The biggest surprise coming when I learned it was Ifeoma and not Ifeyinwa who actually had the white little birthmark. That was the beginning. I then learned how they had actually taken turns, every other evening, or every other date, switching rolls so that I had actually been seeing and dating the two of them together, and not just Ifeyinwa as I would have sworn I had been doing. That Ifeyinwa had given Ifeoma our secret password right from the start was another. She had known it all along. The girls had gone on to explain to me that it had always been that way between the two of them. Being so close as I now knew they would always be. They told me how they would meet someone, and then how they would date him together, secretly without his ever knowing. Always comparing notes at the end of the evening so that
they were informed as to what had happened, where they'd gone, what they'd done so that there would be no slipups when they traded identities. I guess I should have been suspicious to some degree when I never saw Ifeoma with any other guy the entire time I was dating Ifeyinwa, or actually both rather. But it just never dawned on me that she wasn't.

It was hard to take, to understand hearing it. Again, it had initially made no sense, and it hadn't helped much when they informed me I was only the third guy that they'd actually had sex with. So it wasn't like they were doing that for their twisted pleasures either, though I certainly hadn't seen it that way. They had gone on to tell me that if one of them for whatever reason didn't find attraction in the person they'd begun dating, then by agreement, they both broke it off. And in every case, the poor unknowing individual would never learn he had actually been seeing both girls, on and off, just as I had done.

That they had both ended up liking me didn't make any of this any easier to accept, nor understand. I had ended up sleeping with Ifeyinwa as opposed to Ifeoma. Their deception in that being they had wanted to test my own loyalty towards them in a sense. In a very twisted sense the way I saw it.

They also played by another set of interesting rules too. Whichever sister first found they guy that one of them felt they might both be interested in getting to know better, it was she that if and when the time came, would be the one to actually initiate actual sex between the two of them. The other...as in my case, was free to enjoy anything short of that. Then, also as had happened to me, they'd do the switch, using the birthmark ploy as a means for testing that person's loyalty and devotion to one sister over the other.

I had perhaps passed the test. But I had felt used, deceived and betrayed upon learning that. They had both left shortly thereafter, understanding my need to be alone and think about what they'd done to me. I don't know how many times I thought about the various dates, activities and things we had all done with one another. And in all that time, I had never figured it out, never saw any differences that would have alerted me, or even remotely hinted at the fact that I was actually seeing and dating the two of them simultaneously.

I'd eventually calmed down, rationalizing it. I might still not understand, or even agree with what they'd done, or even the reasons why exactly, but it wasn't as though we were engaged, or that one day I'd end up marrying either one of them. It was certainly far too early to even begin to consider something like that. So as I thought about it, I actually found myself smiling. Just as I was now lying there looking up at the ceiling in my room.

And I hadn't been exactly honest with the two of them either. They still didn't know about the money. Neither one of them aware that I had more money than I really knew what to do with. I wondered how they'd react to that upon finding out. Once again I grinned, smiling to myself.

"Nah...let them find out on their own," I mused. Soon enough they'd start to wonder, especially when they discovered I had paid for both of their educations. When they did that, I had no doubt I'd have my own story to tell, my own explanations to be giving them. But until then...

"Girls! Girls! Stop fighting!" I said sitting up looking down at the two of them.

I'd been enjoying the sensation of the two of them licking and sucking my cock together.

"We're not fighting, we're just discussing," one of them said, though for the life of me I had no idea which one that it was that had just said that. "But she has been hogging your cock."

"Have not. You sucked it longer the last time you had it than I did before that."

"Did not."

"Did too!"

I lay back down closing my eyes, once again smiling. They would work it out, just as they always did. And then seconds later felt the thrill of both of their tongues on me. There was after all plenty to go around.

Or at least I hoped anyway.

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