Without Hesitation

Tristan no longer fought the craving, the urge to ensure he stayed good and hard to relish Crystal’s body again coursing through his mind as he popped the pill back smoothly as Cherish moaned in excessive contentment as her lips came free from Crystal’s.

Mars moaned long and lavishly, strangely excited by the idea of her sister asking politely to simply taste a cock. Smirking smugly Mars got up and marched across to flank Crystal’s other side.

“I ain’t going to ask nicely like some manner filled child.” Mars remarked sticking her tongue out mockingly at Cherish. “I’m just going to say I’ll let you do whatever you'd like. Just fuck me solid.”

Cherish dropped her jaw, shocked at the brazen attitude and statement, so confidently and lewdly uttered from her sister, with absolutely no concern that she was right here. In plain view, able to watch… Cherish suddenly found the idea not entirely revolting, simply less appealing than having Mars watch her have fun for a change. Cherish wanted to suck the cock even more now, wanting to beat her sister to it.

Moving to mouth the cock, Cherish gasped in a strange passion as she felt her hair pulled taut, lips mere millimetres from the miraculously rigid fuck stick she sought to taste directly.

“Sorry girls, my boy here doesn’t get to enjoy either of you.” Crystal bluntly and confidently stated looking from the more submissive twin she had by her hair to the confidently nude and wantonly volunteering sister.

“If he’s going to have twins, it's going to be the full twin experience,” Crystal uttered, her voice growing lewder, and more arousing with its husky tone. Mars shook her head, amused and trying to deny the excitement of the idea.

“What?” Cherish asked breaking away from Crystal’s grip and shuffling a step back.

“You know what I mean.” Crystal remarked, glancing from Cherish to Mars before mouth Tristan’s cock as he stroked her hair silently, excited about the idea but resistant to just blurting anything out.

Moaning as Crystal smacked her lips off the head of his cock she smiled up at Tristan.

“Just how full a twin experience are you talking?” Mars asked licking her teeth, her voice conveying an openness to the idea as she was unable to close her grin of disbelief yet.

“You can’t be…” Cherish stopped dead as she heard Crystal chuckle.

“Show him.” Crystal uttered before swallowing Tristan’s hard on fully, Cherish’s disgust displaced by being impressed by the act as her mind struggled with just how feigned the disgust was increasingly feeling.

Slowly stroking Tristan’s cock after coming off it for air, Crystal turned to watch as Mars approached her sister.

“What are…” Cherish began to object as Mars stood over her to only have fingers pressed to her lips.

“Its just a game. He’s had some too. He’s feeling just as raunchy as I imagine you are. How long do you honestly think he can hold out.” Mars tried to reassure, questioning herself if she really wanted to try this teasing.

Wondering how much she might like it.

Questioning if she would be able to stop.

Guiding Cherish to her feet their lips met, the chemistry and passion of the repeated meetings surprised them both, Cherish awkwardly torn between keeping her arms still and trying to look natural as they hooked around her naked sister’s hips, fingers fidgeting restlessly as they tried to refrain from touching and feeling Mars back, and ass. Grabbing flesh and pulling with need ignorant of moral right or wrong over sexual need.

Mars's own hands slipped down the sides of Cherish, feeling and sizing up her identical twin before tugging on the bottom of Cherish’s shirt, first down, then under, pressing the sweater like v neck higher exposing her sister’s slender belly, as Mars glanced at their audience. Cherish kissing across the side of her face, and down her neck to the bare shoulder of her sister.

Crystal turned to face them, sitting between Tristan’s legs. Her hand reached behind over her shoulder slowly stroking him, as he leaned forward and fondled Crystal.

“No.. Don’t…” The pleading gasps reinforced by Cherish’s arms clamping down on the shirt as it was on the cusp of crossing over and exposing her chest.

“Believe me, you'll feel better with it off.” Mars reassured, resuming raising the fabric from her sister’s braless chest as Cherish slowly raised her arms in cooperation, breathing a deep sigh of relief as her hardened nipples were freed from constraint.

As her shirt was cast aside the kissing resumed, growing more lively, energetic and passionate. Their bodies brushed closer together, pressing and grinding with more enthusiasm as the acts ramped up the **** corrupt sexual effects. The press of bare skin to bare skin providng a surging of relief from the desire fueled by the ****, followed by desire for more.

Cherish inhaled deeply, relishing the gasp into her mouth as she grabbed Mars ass. Mars lips travelling down Cherish's chin and along her neck. “Suck my nipples please… They’re aching so hard to be… Aww…” Cherish gasped clenching Mars to her chest as her sister’s hand slowly shifting the blue skirt down until it dropped to the floor from her ass.

Both twins eyed their audience in enjoyment, a twisted thrill at this not being just some exploratory incestuous secret to themselves. This was increasingly as much a performance for their audience, as it was fulfillment of emergent unknown desires. Driving them wilder with desire and need for more.

Cherish gasped and went rigid suddenly, looking down to Mars as she switched tits and gazed up, grinning with a tiny nipple pinched between her teeth.

“We need to stop. Ahh…Before we can’t…” Cherish’s words were interrupted by a wanton moan, Mars shifting her body away to show their audience the hand she'd slipped between Cherish’s legs. Her other hand slipping to finger her own sodden slit as Cherish’s hand still held tight to Mars's ass.

“I can't.” Mars gasped after releasing the nipple. “I’m gonna get fucked.” Mars softly whispered alluringly. “Now finger my wet pussy.”

Raising her fingers from her pussy she waved them before Cherish’s face, slowly slipping them in to grin excitedtly as Cherish eagerly sucked them clean. Moaning softly like she had after the cum tainted kiss Cherish has received earlier from Crystal.

“No… we.. we shouldn’t.” Cherish resisted between moans of delight at her sister fingering her, all at Cherish's own hips grinded into the hand as it gently toyed between her legs.

“Says the girl who sucked my pussy juice from my fingers.” Mars alluringly replied before looking to see Tristan pull Crystal's head back in time for his aching cock to eject a few ropes of cum.

“Besides, I’m enjoying our audience’s enthusiasm.“ Mars remarked licking her lip, finding the idea of the cum strangely enticing before looking her sister up and down as the uninvoked idea of where she could lick cum off Cherish surfaced. The idea of being fucked barebacked and doggy atop of Cherish, the cock pulling off to spray across Cherish's stomach. Mars licking the mess up as her sister began getting sloppy seconds.

As Cherish froze in disbelief Mars felt herself driven even further forward with desire, both hands clasping around her twin's throat and firmly guiding her shocked sibling back to the couch, throwing her down to sit upon it.

“Stay.” Mars commanded with a raised finger, as she crouched down spreading her sister’s legs. “Stop me if you can, but I plan to wave my pussy eating ass as I eat you out until a cock is in it.” Mars challenged staring up into Cherish’s eyes, watching for the slightest sign Cherish truly wanted this to stop. Mars's gaze conveying it arousal and sexual desire.