The next day
I woke to an empty bed, but the place was still warm. Tara, my princess, could not have been gone for long. I heard the shower down the hall. Knew she was rinsing off. I got up, threw on boxers and headed down to pee and get coffee. What a night! I woke up and laid there, silently jerking off looking at Tara's naked ass curled up beside me. I woke her when I was close, she finished me of. It had been great, but I was spent.
I opened the door, entered the bathroom and started to pee. "Hi baby." I said. Tara didn't answer. "Shit last night, fucking a. Thought I was going to die from the release." I flushed. "And waking up to you sucking my cock like you were an Olympic athlete when I was asleep. God almightly."
The shower stopped, the curtain opened and there stood, naked and amazing, Kara. Tara's twin sister. "Shit, sorry I thought you were..." No need to explain, really. Kara reached for a towel, and slowly carried on like I wasn't there.
She and Tara were very alike, Kara had very dark hair right now, where Tara's is red. Kara's body was just slightly fitter than Tara's whose was more slender. But these differences were the 10%, whereas the amazing beauty shared, was the 90%. "So, you survived last night. From what Tara said, sounds like she is the one lucky to survive last night. I mean," She winked so flirtaciously, "Sodomy! Who woulda thunk it?" And wrapped partially, she pushed back him, switching her hips and hee heeing under her breath.
Kara was not nearly as composed or together as her sister. Kara was the wilder one. From my experience and her sisters complaining, Kara was always allowed to not work hard. She, Tara had to perform. Kara had more boyfriends, more parties, more heartache, less joy. But like they are physically, most of their characteristics are similar. Kara's butt shake, is exactly like Tara when she wants to fuck.
I composed myself and decided to enter the maelstrom that was a kitchen filled with precocious twin sex kittens, and strong dark hot coffee. When I got there, the girls were sitting at the bar stools, each drinking coffee but facing away from each other, not looking at each other. For a split second, I was concerned that something had happened, then Kara let out a tiny laugh sound, and Tara burst into a peel of laughter. They both looked at me, winked and laughed again. "Only 8:00 a.m. but I feel in need of some relief for my aching body." Tara said. "Think I'm heading to the hot tub."
"Yeah, I'll join you." Kara said, standing up, letting the towel fall. She had not put clothes on. She walked out of the kitchen, toward the hot tub on the covered porch. I stood there, thought about coffee and poured my self some, before heading to sit by the hot tub. As I walked, I heard them talking and giggling. It was like they were, we were, 18 again in the summer before college. Young and alive.
They were in, naked as heaven, so lovely and fresh. "Come join us stud." Kara said.
"Yeah, unless you're dead tired." Tara joked, winking and giggling. "But hey, bring the kahlua here before jumping in."
I went and grabbed kahlua from the liquor cabinet. "OK, here it is." I see both girls stick their coffee mugs out. Kahlua and coffee. Excellent. I top mine off with the nectar, put the bottle down and remove my boxers. I step in, turning as I enter and sit, between them both, sipping my warm beverage. "This is fun." I said, deviously.
Tara and Kara looked to have rehearsed this. Each reached back, placing the coffee on the wood ledge, and scooted into me. Kara grabbed the cup from my hand, putting it aside, and came back. She and Tara both turned into me, four hands on my cock and balls under the warm water. No flirting anymore, just a morning hot tub threesome. MORNING HOT TUB THREESOME!
I was painfully hard and Tara was kissing me. Her twin was now the only hands on my cock, she was working me over while Tara kissed me. Then they both backed off, and moved away a bit. "This is fun." Kara said. Tara snorted. They both drank down the coffee, and relaxed.
