Clara and Tara. \u00a0They had always been Clara and Tara, twins extraordinaire, inseparable from the day they were born. \u00a0Their mother proudly hung a photograph of the two girls, tiny and newborn, their eyes tightly shut and their tiny hands intertwined.<\/p>\n
Clara yawned and sat up, her perky breasts swaying on her chest as she leaned over the lump beside her. \u00a0"Morning, Tara.“<\/p>\n
Tara’s green eyes fluttered open. \u00a0"Morning, Clara.”<\/p>\n
Clara leaned down and nibbled her sister’s ear. \u00a0"Are you ready to get up yet? \u00a0Cause it’s Saturday and I’m not.“<\/p>\n
"Awww.” \u00a0Tara rolled over, pushing herself up on one elbow to smile coyly at her sibling. \u00a0"Are you a horny girl?“<\/p>\n
"Maaaybe.” \u00a0Clara tried to arrange her features demurely, but Tara was laughing.<\/p>\n
“Darling. \u00a0Don’t. \u00a0Just be yourself. \u00a0That’s what I love about you.” \u00a0She cupped her twin’s chin in her hand and tilted her face so their eyes met. \u00a0"Really. \u00a0You.“<\/p>\n
Clara moved so their lips brushed, barely at first, then with more ferocity. \u00a0Tara’s hand slid up Clara’s bare leg, stopping when it encountered the insignificant barrier of Clara’s pink thong. \u00a0Nibbling Clara’s lip, Tara maneuvered her fingers to remove the thong in one swift tug.<\/p>\n
"Mmm, you’re brilliant,” Clara murmured, her lip caught between Tara’s teeth. \u00a0"You’re going to make some little boy a very happy man.“<\/p>\n
"Maybe,” Tara said, rolling onto her stomach and tugging back the covers so her sister’s bright, short-cropped hairs were visible. \u00a0Lazily tracing the outline of Clara’s mound with a red-tipped nail, she added, “Or maybe I’ll just stick with the one who makes me happy.”<\/p>\n
“Sissy.” \u00a0Clara planted a kiss on the top of Tara’s bright blue hair. \u00a0"No promises you can’t keep if you’ve got the butterflies.“<\/p>\n
"Until then,” Tara said, and buried her face in Clara’s lap. \u00a0She sought out the familiar, sweet, sensitive areas with her tongue, stroking them with all the love she could muster. \u00a0Clara tossed her head back, leaning against the headboard, and sighed.<\/p>\n
“I would miss – ahhhhh! – waking up like this. \u00a0No man is as talented – ooohhhhhh – as you.”<\/p>\n
Tara’s tongue darted in and out of Clara’s pussy at an impossible speed. \u00a0She lifted her head, her chin shining with Clara’s moistness, and grinned almost evilly. \u00a0"Nope. \u00a0And that’s the secret. \u00a0I can be into girls as long as I want and I’ll never be lonely.“<\/p>\n
"I will never turn you down,” Clara said with a light laugh. \u00a0She pushed her sister so Tara sprawled, hair like a sea-colored halo about her head, her dusky skin contrasting the old quilt they had always shared. \u00a0Clara parted Tara’s lower lips with her hand and gazed admiringly for a moment. \u00a0"And I’ll always return the favor.“<\/p>\n
She swiped her tongue across the length of Tara’s pussy, eliciting a shiver and whimper, and ducked to her work.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Clara and Tara. \u00a0They had always been Clara and Tara, twins extraordinaire, inseparable from the day they were born. \u00a0Their mother proudly hung a photograph of the two girls, tiny and newborn, their eyes tightly shut and their tiny hands intertwined. Clara yawned and sat up, her perky breasts swaying on her chest as she … <\/p>\n