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Twisted Teen Tales - Chapter 45
Twin Teen Teasers - Indian Style (part 12)
On the last leg of the flight it seemed as if everyone in first class wanted a piece of the twins. Sarita started from the front of the first class section and her sister the rear, moving from seat to seat and row-to-row in order to accommodate those who wanted to have access to their well-stretched cunts and assholes. It was quite a sight to watch the girls bouncing up and down on the laps of the men and occasionally their female companions as well. Some of the dildos brought into play were tougher to handle than those hard cocks that had been exercised frequently during the flight. The eyes of the twins were soon bleary from the many camera flashes that recorded their couplings. Many a time they would be required to pose in some very demanding position so that it could be recorded in the journals kept by some of the swingers. A number of swingers even inquired as to where they were staying, in hopes that they might be able to visit them before they left for home. In truth, the only ones who had such personal information were the head stewardess and the flight crew.
The twins had to make a connecting flight that would get them within a two-hour drive to their ultimate destination. They had already been without sleep for better than twenty-four hours. Combine this with the steady demand for their sexual services, and you had two very tired and confused Indian teenagers. They were easy prey for the two stewardesses who took them to their nearby quarters and had their way with the teens for most of that time. The twins could barely walk after taking dildos, vibrators and fists for almost the entire time. Still, they were so juiced from all the sex that they unable to sleep on the subsequent three hour flight that took them to within two hours of their ultimate destination. Fortunately for them Wilma Mallory and a friend had driven out to the airport and were waiting to drive them to their new home.
Sarita and Sundari looked like two zombies, their sunken eyes barely able to focus and their movements constrained from all the exertion coupled with the cramped seating they had to endure on this last leg of their epic journey. They were still wearing their saris, with very little underneath. The stewardesses had taken their thongs and bras as souvenirs, while as a prank leaving them to don white, cotton lollipop panties usually worn by preteens. Worse still the teens had been unable to shower after the latest sex marathon, and they had been shunned by the passengers surrounding them. Now in the close quarters of the auto, the aroma of drying and dried pussy juice was easily identified by the women, who gave each other a nudge and a knowing smile. The twins just sat erect and stared out the windows, their eyes unseeing but wide open. Efforts to engage them in conversation were ignored or answered in grunts, nods and shakes of their heads.
Wilma was getting turned on by the sight and smell of the brown-skinned Indian teenagers. She still wasn't sure which was the potential lesbian, but she already had plans for that one beginning as soon as they were under her roof. It didn't help matters that her driving companion was also adding to the fire burning within Wilma. She had unzipped Wilma's skirt so that she could insert her hand and begin rummaging around beneath the loosened skirt. Poor Wilma was trapped by the fact that she needed both hands to keep the car on the road. As the miles clicked by, that moving hand reached her crotch and then slipped inside her panties, nearly causing the car to swerve from the road.
That probing hand also had probing fingers, and gradually one, two and finally three found entry to Wilma's swollen, dripping twat. Now the car stunk of sex, but no one seemed to mind. Those fingers found Wilma's clit and started teasing it into erection. The little man in the boat quickly came out to play and it got very dicey keeping the car on the road. Wilma's bikini panties were soaked and parts of the fabric were glued to her smooth shaven pubic mound. Her breathing became ragged and she shifted her hips, which only allowed the probing fingers to go deeper and really stir up the fire that burned inside her hot, steamy cunt. Wilma groaned as her orgasm started as a floating ember then burst into a raging inferno. She lost control of the car and off the road it went, to come to a stop in a gully, the car neatly contained, undamaged, but unable to move in any direction. Fortunately another driver saw the accident and managed to use his car phone to alert the highway patrol to the problem.
Nearly three hours later Wilma dropped off her friend, to whom she refused to speak, and finally reached her home. Almost every light in the house was blazing and at least half a dozen cars were parked in front or in the driveway, preventing her from reaching the garage. It was a seething Wilma Mallory who entered the house to find a major party in progress. A number of teens from the high school, most of them wearing very little clothing, were dancing or making out on her furniture. They ignored her orders to vacate the premises.
She sought her daughter and finally found Pamela taking on two boys in her bedroom. They were in the process of double penetrating her and Wilma had to admit that the one nailing her daughter's asshole was very well hung. She made a mental note to find out who that was, hoping that he might enjoy her company while she sucked his big cock before guiding it into her juicy cunt for a nice long ride in the park. That fantasy properly filed away for future reference, she proceeded to break up the threesome and demanded that Pamela break up the party and be prepared to explain matters to her father when he came home.
Pamela flat out refused to obey her mother, flooring Wilma. It seems the teen had made a deal with her father, setting him up with a real hot number named Monica, whom she had recently met at a gangbang. The two of them had taken on upwards of thirty studs over a period of six hours, with plenty of return business. Over that time the two of them had bonded. There is nothing like lying side by side in a pool of pussy juice, cum and sweat, mostly your own, while two studly types are doing their best to warp your insides with their big hard cocks. When the two of them also found out that the other went both ways, it was a union made in heaven or hell, depending upon your perspective.
Monica was blonde, buxom and up for anything. She also had a thing for older men who could still get it up more than once in a session. So tonight Ralph and Monica were doing the horizontal mambo in a motel down by the railroad yards, and probably he wouldn't be back until well after midnight. Wilma had a fit which got only worse when she discovered that the twins' bedroom had been taken over by another group of naked teens and they were in the process of flooding the sheets and mattress with what seemed like gallons of bodily fluids. She finally had to compromise, allowing the orgy to go on until midnight. As it turned out Pamela wanted a bit more, to spend the time until midnight with her mother, joined in a sixty-nine position. Considering what had happened earlier to her, this was almost a walk in the park according to Wilma. As it turned out they went overtime, not breaking for air until nearly one in the morning. Already the twins had some competition even before they were under the Mallory roof.
It took until well past two in the morning before the twins and their baggage was safely inside the Mallory residence. The twins were too tired to even shower, so Wilma showed them to Pamela's bedroom, which was a mess and stunk to the high heavens. The Indian teens were too wasted to even notice the condition of the damp, stained, rumpled bedclothes. They just flopped onto the bed and within minutes were fast asleep, still wearing their saris. Wilma turned out the lights and tiptoed back to her room where Pamela, naked and freshly douched, waited impatiently for her mother so they could resume their passionate tryst. When Wilma took out her favorite dildo and strapped it to her hips, her troublemaking daughter assumed the position, on her belly with her hands holding her cheeks apart to make it easy for her mother to begin sodomizing her. The teen groaned with passion as the head of the hard rubber toy forced its way past the tough sphincter muscle guarding her anus. They would not be disturbed for the rest of the morning.
Despite the noise from the train yard Ralph and Monica had no difficulty getting to sleep at around three in the morning. They had gotten their money's worth without even bothering to turn on the television to mask the noise they made throughout the evening. They took turns seeing who was on top. They took turns eating pussy and sucking cock after each ejaculation and orgasm. Ralph coated Monica's big tits with a creamy coating of cum that took two ejaculations to complete. She was most impressed and for a reward she let him go down her dirt road without a raincoat, a high compliment as far as he was concerned. She rimmed him after he came four times and looked as if he was done for the session. He responded by nailing her to the mattress for nearly half an hour, leaving her breathless and surprisingly sore. All in all it was a perfect evening and one they planned to duplicate in the near future. Ralph was rather late to work the next day, but had the presence of mind to bring a change of clothing and his toilet kit with him to the motel date just in case it turned out to be a winner.
(To be continued - rolf palsy)
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