“Will you get a move on, Ava! Jeez, you can be so damn slow sometimes,” my eighteen-year-old identical twin grumbled. We both were 5’9, 140lbs, with amber eyes, long black curly hair, and D-cup breasts. Heads turned, everywhere we went with our figure. However, only close friends and our parents could tell us apart.
Whirling around, I clarified, “When I’m in sweats and a tee-shirt, that’s the moment I’m seen by the many people from the Campus. So, can you please give me at least twenty more minutes?”
“Ugghh, fine, but hurry, you know how mom can get whenever we are late to anything.”
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Exactly twenty minutes later, I came down the stairs and we took off in her car.
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When we entered the restaurant, my sister gave the waitress our names, and we were then directed to our table.
“It’s about time you two,” mum grumbled, staring us down furiously. Kissing both of their cheeks, we apologized and sat.
As the night progressed, we all got into a groove of laughter as we ate. During one of my uncontrolled laughs, I discovered that there was a guy who kept staring at us. At first, I assumed that he was gazing at me, and I blushed. However, I soon discovered that he was blatantly gazing at my sister. And she was openly flirting with him.
Leaning into her, I whispered, “stop taunting the poor guy.”
Caroline turned to me, and smirked, then admitted, “I haven’t,” as she showed me where her fingers were.
Chuckling at her brazen activity, before murmuring into her ear, “naughty girl,” and kissed her cheek.
Merely three seconds later, the waitress brought our dessert, and I got distracted. “Mmmm, this is delicious you guys,” I mumbled between bites from my tiramisu cake.
“How can you come here every time, and place the same order, Ava? There are so many others to choose from!” my mum inquired.
“I order the same dessert mum because it’s delicious, and Caroline over here didn’t make it,” I respond smugly.
“Shut up Ava, you know that I don’t care to bake,” Caroline mumbled, defending herself.
“You don’t like to do anything sugar head,” I answered back.
“Girls, girls, behave. Ava, leave your sister alone,” mom muttered, nominating herself as the arbitrator, as usual.
As I scooped a piece of the delicious cake into my mouth, I got the sensation of being watched. My goosebumps surfaced, as I happened to glance across the room. There, I observed an elder gentleman, who seemed to be between the ages of fifty, or possibly fifty-five years, staring at me. He looked stunning in his blue suit and yellow tie.
We both gazed at each other, as I kept chewing my cake. He had the greenest eyes that I’ve ever seen in my life. Even at this distance, they communicated promises. He licked his lips, then smirked at me. To which his companions were oblivious too. Hmm, smooth.
All through the evening, we sneaked quick glimpses at each other and flashed smiles. When I completed my dessert, I excused myself to use the restroom. Striding past his table, he raised a brow at me, as I smiled coyly.
Upon reaching my destination, I opened the door and entered. Standing in front of the mirror, I retouched my make-up and washed my hands. Startled, the door opened and a gentleman entered.
“Sir, I think that you’re in the incorrect room,” I calmly explained.
“I think that I am exactly where I ought to be, little girl.”
“Oh? Is that so?” I inquired smirking, as he nodded, and came in. He locked the door, then glided towards me. All the while, never breaking eye contact. He hoisted me onto the cold sink; opened my legs, took off my red panties, and deposited them into his pocket.
He gathered my dress at my waist and exposed my lower body. As he crouched between my opened legs, this savory man inhaled, “You smell so delicious.”
I moaned in delight as I watched his graying hair between my legs. His pink tongue peeped out, as he licked and pulled on my clit. “Mmm,” stunned by this newfound sensation, I grabbed his hair and whimpered. “Oh God, yes.”
Rapidly, he flickered his tongue, before taking my folds into his mouth, sucking me so sensually, “mmm, so good,” I groaned with pleasure.
“And you taste even better,” he growled, devouring my pussy. This unfamiliar sensation felt so amazing, that I began twirling my hips to the weird tingles that his tongue elicited.
Raising, he licked his glistening lips and kissed mine, permitting me to taste my juices whilst unbuckling his pants. He puts on a condom, and just as he was about to thrust into me, I stopped him.
“Talk to me. Are you okay with what is about to happen here?”
Closing my eyes briefly, I admitted, “yes, I absolutely am. But that is not it. Umm, this will be the second time that I’d be having sex .”
Groaning in desire, he smirked and proclaimed, “are you serious? Do you want to stop?”
“No,” as I gazed at his glorious, circumcised cock.
“Good girl. Kiss me, or bite me, do whatever it takes to ease your discomfort. Understood?”
“Yes,” I whispered with a trembling voice. Along with the lubrication from his prior lovemaking on my pussy, he bends and spat on my lower lips.
Gripping his shoulders and wrapping my legs around his torso, we kissed with a fierce passion. Suddenly, I felt this pressure on my pussy’s entrance and flinched, glancing at our connection. He was already crowned around my folds.
He hesitated, looked at me with restraint, then whispered, “Get ready Princess, I’m about to take my dessert,” as he thrust into me.
“Argghh, shit, it stings,” I admitted in minor distress. However, as it subsided, I met his tender thrust. Clutching his hands on my hips, he held on and thrust, smoothly.
“You’re so tight and warm, baby. Fuck, you feel so good. Better than I ever imagined.”
Throwing my head back from the overwhelming desire, I screamed, placing my legs on his shoulder and rolling my waist, welcoming more of his cock into me. “Mmm, don’t stop. Your cock feels so damn good.”
Bringing down the straps of my dress, he took my nipples into his mouth, biting down on my flesh and sucking ferociously as we both groaned. “Fuck, you feel incredible,” screaming and bucking my hips, I climaxed violently.
“Yes, so beautiful. You’re such a good girl,” he praised, pinching my clit. “Are you a virgin here?” He inquired, touching my asshole.
“Not for a very long time,” I whispered breathlessly.
“I want to feel my cock sheathed around your tightness. Can I?”
“Please.”
Slowly removing his cock, he bent down and took my hole, into his mouth. I felt his spit gliding down, as he helped me to stand and positioned his cock at the entrance. He slowly thrust, and I felt the pop. As his length entered my tight hole, he stopped, then began to fuck me as if it was his last meal.
“Harder,” I begged.
“Such a naughty girl,” he whispered into my ear and grunted. It didn’t take us long before we both came.
Kneeling in front of me, he whirled me around, and wantonly licked and cleaned my pussy with his tongue. When he had his fill, he stood and helped me redress, then announced in his rich Australian accent, “I’m keeping your panties, and by the way, thanks for dessert.”
Chuckling, I confessed, “you’re welcome. You have a great cock,” as I reached out and rubbed the growing member.
“You’re making him hard again. And I will fuck you harder this time.”
“I don’t see the problem there.”
Chuckling he announced smugly, “your family will come looking for you. Let’s get you back to them.”
Adjusting his cock, he smirked then escorted me to my table, acknowledged my family then went back to his own. Leaving me with my pussy wetter than before.
As I sat, Caroline glared at his back and inquired, “what took you so long, Ava, and why did he escort you back here?”
Why was she so upset? “I almost fell, and he caught me, then ushered me back,” I fabricated.
“Hmm, are you sure?” She interrogated with suspicion.
“Yes, what’s the issue here, Caroline?”
“I don’t see an issue, Ava. Do you know who that was?”
“Should I?” I asked bored.
She scrutinized me, then turned away. “I guess not,” then excused herself to the restroom. What was her problem? Gazing at him across the way, he sniffed his fingers and smirked. When our dinner was over, everyone got their belongings and left. As I was about to depart, I took one final peek at him, to see that he had brought out my panties from his pocket and inhaled.
Opening my eyes in shock and astonishment, I sprinted out of the building and into the car.
“Give me a minute, Ava, I’ll be back,” Caroline said before exiting the vehicle. Before long, her phone vibrated, she had left it on the seat. The message read, “That was a delicious dessert Caroline, see you at Campus on Monday. And make sure to show up in my office, promptly at seven AM.”
The blood drained from my body, as I got light-headed, “What?”
The sender was Mr. Ferguson. Who also happened to be her Biology Professor. The phone vibrated again as another message came in, “P.S, I never knew that your pussy would feel so tight, Caroline! Fuck! I can’t wait to fuck you again. However, your ass gets tastier every time that I enter you.”
Dropping the phone onto her seat, I realized that he had mistaken me for my sister. Fuck! Deleting the messages, I placed her phone back on the seat and pondered my next move.
