Caught By My Step Twins

I don't know what made me do it, but I sure as hell can tell you now I regret it. There's something uncontrollable about a 19 year olds desire to cum. Makes you do unbelievable things that seem like such good ideas. Until that post nut clarity hits you like a hammer.

I was jacking off in the house, my usual when home alone. When the WiFi crashed, PornHub down, cock in hand. What the hell was I supposed to get off to now, I was so close.

I burst out of my bedroom naked and erect. Heading to my parents room I'd hoped to find some secret stash of my Dad's old porn mags, something, anything. I pulled open the wardrobe, nothing. Dug through the drawers, nothing. Under the bed, nothing. I stood naked in my parents bedroom, dick in hand, desperate for something to jack off to. My eyes landed on the laundry basket. That's when my problems started. Placed on top of the pile, as if beckoning me, lay a red lace thong. Tantitively enticing me. No. I couldn't. Could I?

Fuck it. I grabbed my own Mother's worn panties from the laundry basket. My dick strained harder as I picked them up, uncontrollably picturing her in them. Fuck, what a slut she'd look. Mom had a curvy figure, large tits that were usually fighting to burst from her dress. Wide hips that I imagined would have held this thong up high on her waist, pulling it deep into her thick ass. I furiously started pumping my now throbbing cock at the image of my own Mom wearing nothing but this thong. Without a moments thought or hesitation I buried my face into the crotch of my own mother's worn panties.

'Fuuuccckk.' I couldn't hold back as I inhaled her scent. The thought of her pussy eating these panties up only hours before brought me to the edge of orgasm.

Laughter filled the room and sheer terror made my heart stop. I spun to face the door, panties still held tight to my face. My step-sister's. Both stood in the doorway, both pointing their phone cameras directly at me. Both stood only wearing a tight cropped top and panties themselves.

The feeling of terror and embarrassment, mixed with the sight of their petite bodies, all whilst still inhaling my mother's scent. It was all too much. I blew my load immediately. Shooting rope after rope of thick cum across my parents bedroom carpet, an orgasm so intense my knees grew week and I had to drop to the floor as the last shots of cum dribbled out the end of my cock. My groaning orgasm soundtracked by my sister's now uncontrollable cackling.

I stayed there for a couple of seconds as my thoughts and breath caught up with me. My life was over. Who knew what my sister's would do with that video, showing Mom would be bad enough. But if anyone else saw that? I would never live that down for the rest of my life. As soon as some strength returned back to my legs I ran to my bedroom and shoved some joggers on before heading to confront my step-sisters.

I knocked on the door to their shared room before opening. My sister's were twins. Petite, blonde hair blue eyes. They always wore matching clothing, from morning till night. And more often than not it was the skimpiest, tightest clothing they could find. They loved to flaunt their slim figures, small tits always perky despite never wearing a bra, nipples usually poking through their sheer t-shirts. Small round ass either poking out from beneath their hot pants or tightly wrapped in skin tight lycra.

They were both laid on their front, on twin beds, legs swinging in the air as the giggled at their phones.

'Fuuuccckk.' I cringed at the sound of my own orgasm.

"Hey." Looking at the ground as I spoke, nervous to catch their eye. "What're you going to do with that video? Please don't show anyone. Please don't tell Mom."

"What video?" Lisa spoke first. "I've no idea what video you could mean? What about you Laura?" She looked at her sister to her left, trying to hold back more laughter.

"I don't know Lisa, I guess he'll have to be more specific." They both looked up at me smirking.

"C'mon. You know what I mean. Please. The video you just took in Mom's room. Of me y'know" I felt as though I was shrinking from embarrassment. "Please don't make me say it."

"Oh you mean THIS video." Lisa swung her phone around to face me. I saw myself in full HD. On my knees. Cock twitching in the air, pathetic final spurts of cum falling to the floor. Mom's panties held to my face with one hand, other uselessly trying to shield myself from the cameras. "I dunno. I quite like it, I might keep it."

"No please just delete it and we can forget all about this." I desperately pleaded.

"But maybe we don't want to forget about this?" It was Laura's turn to join in. "Maybe we want to vividly remember our pathetic brother's ruined orgasm. Jerking off in our Mom's room."

"While sniffing her thong." Lisa chimed in.

"While sniffing her thong, can't forget that bit." They glanced at each other before Laura continued. "But... I suppose if you wanted. We could keep this video strictly for our urmm... personal use."

"Yes, thank you!" Arguing with them once they had set their mind on something was fruitless. If they kept it to themselves it was the next best thing I could get, beyond them deleting it. Even though the thought of them repeatedly watching me in such a vulnerable state made me uneasy. I turned to leave them to it, a slight feeling of relief.

"But." Soon as I heard Laura's voice again I realised I'd been stupid to think it'd be so simple. "You'll have to do a few things for us. To make our silence worthwhile, or I guess we'll have to do the right thing and show Mom what we saw."

"It would be the responsibile thing to do." Lisa butted in again. Once they doubled up on you like this, fighting was futile. They'd tear you to shreds.

"What kind of things would I have to do to make it worthwhile?" Even as I asked the question I wasn't sure if I wanted to hear the answer.

"We'll firstly, I'm not sure how comfortable we feel around that anymore." Lisa gestured toward the small bulge in my grey joggers, dick still semi erect beneath.

"Yeah, how exactly are we supposed to know a pervert like you isn't going to be doing the same to us. Jerking your filthy little cock in our room when we're not here." Laura stood from her bed and pulled her panties up higher on her waist as she did, walking over to the other side of the room I got a perfect view of her round ass. "But we have just the thing to fix that." She reached into the top drawer and pulled out a small pink chastity cage.

"Wait. What the fuck is that? That's not for my dick, not a fucking chance I'm wearing that." I turned to burst out of the room in anger. But just as I put my hand on the door I heard something to freeze me in my tracks. 'Fuuuccckk.' The sound of my own voice, cumming on camera. Shit, they quite literally had me by the balls.

"That's what we thought." Lisa chuckled from her bed, replaying the video, chuckling as I turned back to face them. "Now do as your told. Or Mom will hear all about what a little pervert you are."

"Here." Laura stepped forward handing me the cage, which I reluctantly took. Her delicate fingers brushing mine as she did. "Now put this on for us. Then we can discuss what you need to do for us, so we don't feel we have to tell everyone what you've been up to. And if you do as you're told? We delete all videos and you're permitted access to your cock again."

I really had no choice. My only hope was the Twins usually had a short attention span. Hopefully they'd quickly get bored of torturing me and this would be forgotten. But they were so stubborn, if I didn't do as they said, I knew they wouldn't hold back. I once again turned to leave the room, heading for privacy to figure out how to put this stupid device on.

"Uh-uh. Where do you think you're going? We already now you can't be trusted. How do we know you'll even lock it? Put it on here in front of us."

"H..here? In front of you two?" The thought of being naked in front of my step-sisters felt so wrong.

"Too late to be worried about your dignity. We've seen it all now haven't we?" Lisa waved her phone as she spoke.

Gritting my teeth I pulled at the hem of my joggers and dropped them to the floor. Looking down I saw my cock bouncing, erection slowly growing back, betraying my arousal to the situation. I was disgusted by myself.

"Hahaha. You're fucking enjoying this aren't you. You're actually disgusting. This is why we have to lock that dirty little thing away. Get your cute little cage on now."

They both lay back on their beds watching, as I stood with my joggers round my ankles trying thumb my semi erect cock into a small baby pink chastity device. It took a lot of forcing, the discomfort of trying to push back on my now growing erection was difficult and took a good few minutes. But eventually my cock softened enough to be squeezed into it's new restraints.

Lucy threw me a key attached to a chain. "Lock it. Give yourself up to us." Click. My heartbeat quickened at the sound, an uneasy fear gripping my stomach. If I handed this key back I had no choice but follow their every command. They would own me. I had a fleeting thought to turn and run, key in hand, unlock myself and immediately jerk off. But the idea of my mother's face watching the video of me holding her panties to my own face quickly dispelled that plan. I handed the necklace over to Laura.

"Oh I already have mine." She pulled her crop top down, revealing her tits beneath, but more importantly another key between them. The exact same as the one she was holding, she handed the other back over to Lisa. "You belong to both of us, equally."

How long had they been planning this? How did she already have a key round her neck? Where had they even got that chastity cage from? My mind swirled with so many questions I briefly forgot I was still standing with my joggers round my ankles in front of my two step-sisters. Reaching down to pull them and my boxers up, Laura stopped me once again.

"Wait. Seeing as though you no longer have a cock. You don't really need boxers for it anymore."

"Yeah good point Laura. They don't really suit your new pretty pink clitty!"

"And as we already know Lisa. He does like panties doesn't he?"

"Likes worn ones a little bit too much I think." Laura stood and walked over to their own laundry basket. Reaching deep within, searching to the very bottom. Retrieving a small pair of pink lace panties, throwing them to my feet. "Here, this is much more suitable for you now I think."

"Seriously?" I reached down nervously picking up my sister's underwear, I wondered which they belonged to. Even wondering how they may have smelt, and if that smell would have been similar to Mom's. But I didn't dare bring them close to my face to check, who knows what they would have done to me if I had.

"Wow. Already questioning us, the very first thing we ask from you. We can make this as easy or difficult for you as we'd like. Much better for all of us if you just behave and do as your told."

They were right. Giving back that key I'd essentially signed over the rights to my body. I pulled the delicate panties over my tiny locked package, surprisingly comfortable to be honest. A camera shutter clicked and I swung my head to see Laura shaking a Polaroid.

"Sorry, you look too cute I couldn't resist. That little bulge behind your panties is adorable." She placed the photo back into the drawer she'd taken the cage from "But don't worry this is just for my private collection."

"Now. Mom is going on that trip next week. And we have lots planned in store for you then." Lisa smirked knowingly as she spoke, I was terrified of what was to come. "But she'll be back from work soon. So just a small task for you for now. Just to remind you of your standing in our new relationship."

The Twins both repositioned themselves on their beds. Sitting close to end, legs dangling over the edge.

"My feet ache Lisa. How about you?"

"Mine too. All this blackmail has really taken it out of me."

I stepped forward, their hints weren't exactly subtle.

"On your knees." Laura pointed at the floor.

I dutifully sank into the carpet and shuffled toward her small delicate feet, both hanging at about face level. I reached forward and took one in my hand, begining to massage her soles.

"That's it, what a good girl." I looked up at her round smiling face. "What did you expect me to call you? You're hardly a man anymore. No cock, wearing panties. Massaging your step-sisters feet. Definitely a good girl."

"My turn." Lisa wiggled her feet from the next bed and I shuffled over toward her. "I'm not into massages though. I want you to suck on them. Every single toe."

I did as instructed. No questions asked. One by one I took each of her dainty toes into my mouth, gently sucking it before moving onto the next. She squealed with excitement as each one touched my tongue.

Once each had been done I stood back to my feet. Hoping this ordeal would be over so I could take some time to process everything that had happened.

"Just one more thing. Mom's usually home by now. And if I remember rightly, you left a bit of a mess on her bedroom carpet." Fuck. I'd forgotten all about that. "You can have your joggers back once it's cleaned. Hopefully she doesn't come back whilst you're still in there. Imagine."

I burst out of the room, rushing to clean my cum from my Mother's bedroom carpet. Wearing only a tiny pink cage and matching lace panties.