Night with Twins

Japanese twins in uniforms. Need I say more?

Chapter 1

Who hasn’t wanted to be with Japanese twins? It has to be every guys fantasy. And here I was with the option right in front of me wearing what could only be described as the most perverse schoolgirl outfits ever. Mai, the twin on my left, was the perfect vision of petite Japanese cuteness. She came up to my shoulder, and had to look up to meet my gaze. She had gorgeous dark almond shaped eyes, full red lips and long black hair that reached her waist. She was wearing a tight white blouse, open a couple of buttons from the neck, and a red plaid skirt so short that if she were to bend over I’d get a great view of white cotton panties. Hell, even when she was standing I could practically make out a little patch of the material. Knee high white stockings finished off the outfit perfectly.

Sara, as is often the way with identical twins, was her duplicate right down to the uniform. The only difference was her hair, which was a little lighter than her sisters, and tied up in pony tails. She was biting her bottom lip a little, but still had her sister’s mischievous look of enjoyment.. This was going to be fun… though… I wasn’t sure what to do first. Sure, we’d all gotten drunk at the club, sure it had been suggested that we might all get busy… but what if I’d read too much into it? I would make one hell of a fool of myself if they were just playing… maybe I should…

I was cut off in mid thought as a pair of arms reached round my neck and strawberry flavoured lips pressed against my own. My shock lasted exactly three seconds before I started kissing her back. A small tongue pressed against my lips and entered my mouth to mingle with my own. The kiss was passionate, energetic and fresh. I knew that would be a theme for tonight. She must have been tired of standing on her tip toes because she broke the kiss to jump up into my arms, wrapping her thin, but strong legs around my waist. I held her up, my hands on her backside, so firm and soft. The skirt was so short my hands instantly touched flesh and cotton. My mind swam in the sensation. She was so light as it was, but my hands hardly had to hold her up as she was pulling us together with her legs. I could feel her grinding our groins together as she renewed the kiss. The one I was holding was Mai, I couldn’t see where Sara had gone but I soon found out when I felt her hands on my back.

It took me a while to realise why she was so high. I must have been backed up to the bed without noticing it, and she was standing on it. Mai broke the kiss and I turned round to her sister. Sara immediately pushed her own red lips against my mouth. She tasted of cherries and immediate darted her tongue in and out against my own. She was so much like her sister on the outside, but the kiss was so much more erotic than her sister’s sweet, sexy motions. The kiss ended and she sat down on the bed. Mai unwrapped her legs from my body and lowered herself down to the bed where she sat next to her. They wrapped an arm round each other and for a second, I thought the sisters might kiss. They didn’t but what they did do was just as pleasurable.

Sara lifted her free hand and slid it up and down the her sisters chest through the slightly open blouse. Mai copied her actions like a mirror and I stood there watching them. They each crossed their legs as they slowly started to unbutton each others blouses. With the blouses done up, the breasts they each had were perfect. Sara’s seemed ever so slightly larger, both of them had looked pleasantly bulging at the chest line. The slim bodies and tight shirts were perfect for showing off the full plumpness of their firm cleavage. But now that I could see them beginning to form in flesh (neither of them were wearing a bra) they looked too wonderful for words.

They stopped pulling at buttons a little over half way down. The blouses were open enough for me to see the inner half of each breast with just the hint of a small round nipple at either side. They leaned back on their palms and looked at me. They didn’t speak, but just smiled. Their eyes looked me up and down like vultures eyeing up food. Their eyes both rested on my groin and they giggled a little. I looked down myself, and saw why; it was hard to hide my interest in the situation, and the bulge was all too easy to see. Sara stood up and beckoned me over. Mai stayed where she was. I noticed that her hair was long enough to touch the bed clothes behind her. I walked over to them, my own eyes unsure of where to look. I tried to drink in their beauty as much as possible. Before I knew it, Sara was delicately unbuttoning my shirt buttons. I looked down at her and from this angle I could see the full roundness of one of her breasts. Her small round nipple was standing to attention and occasionally brushed the fabric of her blouse as she moved. She’d finished undoing my shirt and pulled it open. Her hands stroked my chest slowly and I noticed her perfectly manicured red nails. I looked at Mai to see id hers were the same and noticed that she’d moved forward on the bed. That was when I felt Mia’s fingers (the nails were perfect, and they were red) tugging at my belt. She slid it around my waist and it fell to the floor. She was working on the button and fly when I felt like my own hands were left out of things. I moved my right hand down, stroking Sara’s outer thigh and moving back to that pert little ass. My other hand pulled her face towards mine for another kiss. As our lips moved together her hands pulled off my shirt. It soon hit the floor and was followed by my trousers. Free from the confines of my jeans, my erection pushed out my underwear much more prominently. I looked at Mia gasp a little and felt a little pride. I’d never thought of myself as huge… a little above average maybe, but seeing her small frame with that look of (greedy) shock on her face made me feel a little too egotistical for my own good. My hands began Roaming over Sara’s body, urged on by the look in both their eyes. I finished undoing her blouse and pulled it apart to reveal those perfectly formed orbs of flesh. My fingers moved over them, almost afraid to apply more than a feather’s touch to such beauty. I traced my way down from her nipples to the crease that defined her breasts and I noticed her tremble slightly. My hands moved down further, behind the delicate material of her open blouse to hold on to her trim little waist. She arched her back a little and moved forwards to kiss me again, her arms round my neck as she wrapped round me above her kneeling sister. Those breasts squashed up against my bare chest. Our eyes locked gazes as out lips danced in unison to an unheard rhythm, I could see nothing beyond the black opals of her eyes, so I could not see Mai pulling down my boxer shorts, but dear god I could feel it. I could feel small, delicate hands stroking my erection. I could feel fingers find my balls, and palms cupping them like delicate fruits. I could feel something soft and moist at the head of my penis, no doubt her tongue, slowly exploring the tip. Flicking under my foreskin. I was in heaven. A hand was pulling back slowly on my foreskin, that tongue roaming over every new millimetre of exposed head as her sister’s tongue moved round my mouth.

It seemed like hours before Mai had my erection fully exposed, and it felt like I was growing harder and bigger with every second she spent paying such sweet attention to me. Sara was still holding my gaze with her kissing, occasionally breaking it to kiss my neck, at which point I would return the favour, her faint perfume lingering in on my senses. Her mouth was back against mine when Mai began to move her lips over my penis. I needed to see what she was doing, and as if reading my mind, Sara broke the kiss and took one arm from around my neck. She was still hanging around my shoulder, but her body moved aside. We both looked down to her sister, and what a sight it was.

I’d been instantly attracted to their petite frames, but I didn’t truly appreciate their diminutive stature until I saw Mai kneeling down in front of me, her modest mouth stretched around the inflated head of my manhood. I’d been able to feel her sucking slightly, and now I could see her cheeks curving inwards a little. She was moving her head back and forth slightly and, with each forward motion, was very slowly advancing along my cock. She must have noticed us staring because her angular dark eyes looked up to meet my gaze. My right hand had found it’s way down the back of Sara’s skirt and was stroking her ass through the soft material of her panties. My left hand was stroking Mai’s soft dark hair, her slow pace was almost excruciating, and it took all my restraint to stop myself from pulling her head towards me in one hard motion. I didn’t need to though, her sister reached down and applied a little pressure of her own. Mai shifted her gaze to her twin stood next to me with her blouse wide open. Mai’s mouth was frozen in the shape of my cock, but her eyes seemed to be questioning her sister who simply nodded.

‘I think you’re intimidating my sister,’ she whispered in my ear, but I think she can take even your cock all the way. I’m looking forward to finding out.’ There was a playful tone to her voice that actually managed to turn me on a little more. I had a horrible feeling I’d embarrass myself in front of these two (who I knew were not new to this) by cumming too quickly. But the sensation was getting too much.

With her sister’s encouragement, Mai started moving advancing down my cock and before long she was half way along my erection every time her head went forward. She was very slowly fucking me with her mouth and the sensation was almost explosive but she kept on advancing, kept on sucking and kept on stroking her perfectly manicured nails along the exposed, hard flesh. The sight of watching my cock sliding into her little mouth, coupled with the sensations she was causing was almost too much for me. I tried to speak, “I’m sorry… but…”

“sssshhhh,” Sara whispered in my ear in a sultry yet soothing voice, “come as soon as you need to. We like to get the first one out of the way as soon as possible. That way you’re more relaxed later on.” She moved a little closer to me, I could feel her breath on my neck, “and I promise you, you’ll be doing it more than once tonight. Her words made sense in a way. The foreplay equivalent of whacking off before a big date. I wasn’t sure if I liked the idea of being so predictable, but any thought of being insulted melted away as I moved my mind back to the perfect little Asian who was right now trying to take my entire cock into her mouth.

I didn’t know how she was doing it without gagging. And at that moment in time, I didn’t really care. In long, slow strokes she was managing to deep throat me. No one else had done that to me before, so watching this petite woman doing it was an extraordinary sight. My hand that had rested on Mai’s head now had some of her long hair wrapped around it. I clenched my fist around it but fought the urge again to control the motions of her head and fuck her throat harder. Her own motions would get the job done soon enough. Sara had her face nuzzled in my neck, covering it with small delicate kisses and nibbles as she urged me on with delicately erotic phrases involving her sister’s deep throat techniques, and speculations of whether or not she’d be able to swallow my full load. I noticed her own hand had now lifted her short skirt and disappeared inside white panties. I was all too much. My left hand held on to Mai’s hair tighter, my other hand did the same with Sara’s panties and I was about to come. They both must have known this as Sara increased the volume of her voice, telling me to cum for them both, to fill up her sister’s throat and not stop until it overflowed. Mai picked up the pace, her eyes closed, her head moving back and forth, sucking harder. Her tongue lashing the head of my cock on each outward thrust. My cock felt like it was actually swelling, ready to burst. She sucked harder, one final thrust, my cock going all the way down her tight little throat and when she got to the end I felt the first shot explode from my throbbing manhood.

Mai pulled away but I could still feel her sucking and swallowing as jet after jet of cum shot into her mouth. I wouldn’t have believed it possible to cum so hard but she now had a small hand grasping my wet erection as though milking me. Her mouth pulled away, but she kept it open, my last few shots aimed for it. One found it’s mark, and the mass of white on her tongue grew a little, but the other splashed across her cheek, and another across her nose before the last went back in her mouth. She looked up at me, and I saw her move her mouth around her tongue as though savouring the taste. Some of it ran down her chin, but she didn’t seem to mind. We were still looking at each other when I found my way to the bed so sit down. My knees actually felt a little week. Mai turned a little so I could still see her. I noticed for the first time that she too had un done her blouse when a little of my cum landed on her breast. Sara was quick to fall to her knees and join her sister. She scooped up the errant jizz with a finger and lifted it to her mouth, tasting it. Then she moved her face towards Mai’s and licking the sticky strand that had landed on her cheek. Before I knew it, Mai had extended her cum covered tongue and the twins were kissing passionately, sharing and swallowing my cum as though neither could get enough of it.

“We’re not really twins, you know.” That was what Mai had whispered in my ear when we were in the club not all that long ago. I’d gone there with some friends hoping to hook up with someone for the night. I’d had a little success on the dance floor, but nothing writing home about. Or taking home if I was honest. I was about to leave when I noticed the twins.

They stood out in the line waiting to get into the club. Of course they did, it wasn’t every day you saw Japanese twins in schoolgirl uniforms… at least not in real life. They had been arguing with the doorman over something, and I found myself wandering over that way to see what was going on. I knew most of the bouncers as I’d worked here one summer as a bar tender and was usually happy to lend a hand with problem customers. The doorman, Frank was his name, was questioning their age and I could understand why. In spite of the way they filled out their blouses their petite frames and youthful features made them seem a little younger than 18. They were pointing emphatically at the dates on their driving licences, but I could see Frank was in doubt about what to do. We’d both gotten used to spotting fake ID’s, and even from where I was stood, they looked genuine. They probably were just young looking. I stepped forward, walking past Frank and started talking to the girls.

“Hey, glad you could make it. I was expecting you sooner!” I said, a little impressed with my acting. “Frank, is there a problem with my friends?”

He looked at the ID’s one more time, “friend’s of yours?”

“yeah, they came to visit me from my old university. I haven’t seen them in months. I know, they look young,” I could see he was about to say something so I had to cut him off, “but they’re OK, you have my word."

“OK,” he said and gestured for them to go through with me. We walked through to the cloak room, though I could see that neither of them had anything to check. But it was quiet, and it gave me the chance to say hi. I tried not to stare at them, but it was difficult to say the least. Each one of them was petite and wearing the same uniform of ultra short red pleat skirt and tight blouse that barely contained their perfectly round breasts. I noticed they were a little larger than you saw on most Japanese girls, but I wasn’t complaining. They both had long hair, one with it loose, held back by just a couple of red clips, but it was the one who had it tied up in pig tails who spoke first. She thanked me for my intervention and I found out that she had the most sensual voice I’d ever heard. Her English was perfect, but her accent was still noticeable. She asked if they could thank me somehow, and I said they could let me buy them a drink.

Before I knew it we were all getting drunk in a small booth to the side of the dance floor. A couple of times we went out on the dance floor, all three of us. The music was heavy dance mixes, but the twins managed to pull out a slow rhythm from the beat and danced close to me. For the most part we danced in a little triangle but frequently one of them would move up to me and slowly grind against my body. I knew guys were watching us, and a few times one of them would come up to us and try to cut in. I don’t think I’ve felt better than when they told them they weren’t interested and kept dancing with me. They seemed to be tired of constantly being hit on, and each took one of my hands, pulling me off the dance floor. They led me to a quiet room where people were having a rest on the soft, low chairs. I sat in the middle of them and we talked for a little as they each stroked my arms and legs. I wasn’t sure what was going on, but I wasn’t about to question my luck. I found out that they were college graduates visiting the area, and that they lived in America. This explained that amazing accent that was neither American, Japanese or English, but rather a mix of the three. It was there that they told me they weren’t really sisters. They had been friends since they were children when people told their parents how they could have been twins. Later on, when they started developing, boys and men alike had said the same thing, though with less innocent voices. And they took advantage of that. They became sisters in all but blood and used their likeness to get whatever, and whomever they wanted.

“After all,” Sara had said in that sweet, sensual voice, “we share everything with each other.” On that note they said they’d had too much to drink and should think about getting back to their Hotel. I took it as a sign that my fun was over and watched them get up and walk away. I was sure to pay attention to the flash of white panties I got as their short skirts settled. They hadn’t got far when they turned around and looked at me. They raised their eyebrows in a quizzical expression and mouthed the word, “coming?” I took no convincing and before I knew it I was on my feet and heading out with two Japanese women in obscenely erotic school uniforms, who liked to be thought of as twins. My mind was racing with possibilities, but I had no idea what I might be doing just a little while later.

I was watching the twins clean each other’s faces with their tongues as I sat naked on the bed. Neither of them was taking much care with what they were doing, and I wasn’t sure whether or not they were making their situation better, or just moving my mess over their skin. After a while though, they seemed to have removed all evidence of my explosive ejaculation and were content to kiss each other deeply, as if still savouring any remaining flavour. I noticed their hands roam over each others bodies and noticed Sara rubbing her twin’s pussy through the thin material of her panties. I drew my attention from their kiss long enough to notice the wet patch forming. Both of them filled the room’s silence with moans of pleasure. They must have noticed where I was looking, because when I looked back up, I saw them watching me.

“He tastes great, doesn’t he sis?” Sara said, her eyes never moving from my own.

“Mmmm, yeah” her sister replied, her eyes low in what I mistook for a submissive bow but soon realised was an intense glare at my glistening cock, already returning to it’s previous rigidity. “I thought he was going to choke me with that thing… and all that thick cum; I think he likes us.” She looked up at her sister, her hungry expression replaced with one of innocent enquiry, “can I have some more?”