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Saturday morning arrived bright and clear and it was decided over breakfast that we’d go to the coast. It seemed only natural for Sophie and me to sit in the back of Lana’s Jaguar while the identical twins sat in the front. They were not identically dressed this morning. Both wore jeans, it’s true but Lana’s were black and Lyn’s blue. We’d gone up to our rooms after breakfast and dressed. ‘Wear a skirt, Em, I want to be able to touch your legs.’ ‘I want to be able to touch yours too.’ ‘Well, you’ll just have to wait.’ There was that direct stare again, the challenge – defy me if you will. I put on a skirt of course. We got to the seaside around midday and walked along a clifftop path with meadow flowers growing in the grass beside it. There was a hum of insects and the smell of the sea. We’d stopped en route to pick up a small picnic and sat in a spot where the grass had been cropped by sheep. I spread the blanket and we opened the goodies: wine, sandwiches, scotch eggs, pork pies and more wine. I lay back with my head in Lana’s lap and felt the warmth of the sun and the aftermath of wine make me deliciously drowsy. I heard Lyn say, ‘Shall we play the game tonight?’ ‘Oh, Lyn, yes lets.’ That was Sophie who was wearing a skirt too but who was sitting up, her knees lifted to her chest and if I looked, which I didn’t (often), I could see that she wasn’t wearing knickers. I lay silently, enjoying Lana’s hand running through my hair. ‘What do you say, Lana?’ ‘I say someone ought to explain the rules to little sleepyhead here.’ I stirred as Sophie rolled down onto her elbows and put her Anadolu Yakası Escort head close to mine. I opened my eyes and saw just how close she was. ‘You’ll love it. The twins leave us alone. When they return,’ here Lyn interrupted her. ‘If we return, darling, if. We might get carried away.’ Sophie laughed and her white eyes sparkled. ‘OK, if they return they will be wearing the same clothes. We have to ask them twenty questions each to see if we can identify which is which. I always lose.’ ‘What happens if you lose?’ I asked. ‘Oh, that’s entirely up to them. And it’s not as easy as you think. They have no secrets.’ I looked up into Lana’s eyes and she smiled at me. ‘Well, Em, what do you think?’ I considered for a while and Lana said, ‘She does this. She’s pretending to think it over but the truth is she is actually thinking of the consequences of losing.’ To my horror she reached her long arm across me and pulled my skirt up to reveal that I, like Sophie, was naked beneath it. ‘See – damp at the prospect.’ I pushed my skirt down. ‘Let’s play!’ I said that with more bravado than I really felt. Walking back to the car Lana slipped her arm through mine. My other arm carried the remains of the picnic. ‘If I pull your skirt up, leave it up.’ ‘Lana, I am naked under it.’ She stopped, forcing me to stop to. She looked down at me and for the first time I thought I saw anger in her eyes. ‘You’re point is?’ ‘My point is that I am naked under my skirt.’ ‘Well, your point is well made. If I pull your skirt up, leave it up. I hope my point is well Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan made too?’ I tried to walk on but she held me fast, her eyes boring into me. I held her gaze but knew in my heart that she would win any battle of wills. ‘Yes, Lana.’ Her arm slipped out from mine and around my shoulders and she squeezed me which felt like she was saying well done and that I was forgiven. What the hell was the matter with me? There is a small pub in a village just outside the city and we went in there to have a glass of wine and dinner before returning home, well, to Lana’s home anyway. In the pub I sat beside Lana and as we all chatted I felt her hand slither up my leg and her finger brush over my pussy. She didn’t even look at me. We all ate salad, we didn’t need much more after our picnic. Lyn and Sophie went to the toilet together. Lana leant close to me. ‘You’ll learn, darling. Don’t worry – everyone makes mistakes at first.’ She kissed my ear. ‘Are you OK? I promise you you’ll enjoy.’ I nodded. Back at the house I made coffee for everyone and around 7 Lana stood up and took Lyn’s hand. ‘My sister and I are going upstairs.’ She kissed Lyn deep and slowly and I have to confess I was incredibly aroused by it. ‘Let the game commence!’ and with that they left Sophie and me to ourselves. Sophie reached across the table and took my hand, squeezing it gently. ‘You liked watching them kiss, didn’t you?’ I nodded. ‘They are one person in two parts. I know it’s hard to come to terms with but I promise you it’s true. Watching them Escort Anadolu Yakası making love is really like watching one person masturbate. It’s incredible and, to be honest, I love it. I know its, what, kinky? But to them it’s the most normal thing in the world and we are both in their world now.’ She moved to sit beside me, her arm around my shoulder and she pulled my head onto her shoulder. She kissed my hair. ‘They are lovely. They would never mind if you just said “not for me thanks” and left but,’ and here she squeezed me against her, ‘I don’t think you will, will you?’ Sophie’s hand came to my cheek and she turned my face to hers and kissed my mouth softly, her tongue entering just a tiny bit. We broke the kiss and I shook my head. I knew I wasn’t going to say, ‘not for me, thanks.’ We went arm in arm to the sitting room and sat together on the long sofa. Sophie kissed me again and this time her tongue came deep into me and her hand caressed first my breasts and then slid under my skirt. I wan’t really thinking. The whole surreal experience was so overwhelming. I didn’t feel like I was being unfaithful to Lana – after all she was upstairs and probably in bed with her sister. Sophie’s finger entered me. I looked into her deep green eyes, breaking the kiss and she smiled as her finger curled. She opened her legs and guided my hand to her. My finger stroked between her moist lips then curled up into her and she groaned. ‘My oh my, these two seem to be getting acquainted properly now.’ I tried to break once more from Sophie but she held me tight for a few seconds and then looked over my shoulder and smiled. ‘Well, if you leave me alone with a beautiful woman and go off to debauch with your sister what do you expect?’ ‘You’d better watch your lip, my girl.’ I turned and the twins were standing, arms around each other and both wearing identical black nightdresses, long, sheer and shimmering and identical smiles.

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