Love Potion 74

ONE

It was bloody annoying we didn't have anywhere private to go. Mum was never going to let me sneak a boy up to my bedroom, especially one she didn't know. To be fair, I didn't know him that well. Not really. It'd only been a few weeks. I mainly knew he had a cock and I wanted it. I'd inherited my looks from Mum. I hadn't inherited her puritanical outlook. So in the car, it was.

"You sure it's okay here?"

B&Q car park was deserted after closing time but you could never be sure someone wouldn't drive in or walk their dog across it.

My friend Sarah had been caught in full throe here by a patrol car. She's been so busy bouncing on her boyfriend's cock that she hadn't noticed until there was a tap on the glass and a torch shone into her eyes.

She'd laughed about it after but being given a lecture as she sat there naked hadn't been her favourite experience. It was also one I didn't want to reenact.

"It'll be fine."

Lincoln was snuggling up to me and kissing my neck. Wandering hands already threatened to find bare flesh on my belly. I wanted it so I relented.

We kissed as my hand pulled at his belt. That was where my prize was to be found. It'd been a whole week since I'd had it filling my hole. One very long week of work and playing with myself. I was pleased when I saw it. A long lost friend.

"Mmm.

Have you been tugging it all week?"

"Keeley. My balls are full."

I took hold of it and smirked as he squirmed.

"They'd better be. No asking Jade to suck you off in my absence?"

"Christ no.

What do you think I am?"

I didn't think he would cheat on me, but he did have the hots for Jade. It was those lips. I wasn't blind to that. I stroked it, rubbing over his crown.

"You're a man. Someone offers to wrap their lips around your cock, can I trust you'll say no?"

"I only want your lips on it."

I saw him check around. That saved me from looking.

"Now you gonna do it, or talk about it all night?"

I smiled. There wasn't much question about it. I just liked tormenting him a little. I made an act of examining it.

"I just want to be sure Jade hasn't left her lipstick behind."

"Fuck Jade.

Just do it already."

He was breathing heavily in his desperation.

"Okay. Just want to be sure."

I shuffled in my seat so I could lower my head comfortably.

"Ah uhh."

The sound of absolute pleasure. That's what I heard from his lips as mine closed around his crown.

"Mmm."

I did love the taste of his cock. Warm flesh that throbbed nicely just before he came. But he wasn't there yet. He would be if I rode his shaft with my mouth too long. I didn't want to be swallowing his junk and I didn't want his cock going soft. Not before he'd done what I needed.

"Uhh."

"Okay. That's enough." I said stopping.

"My turn."

Lincoln was sitting upright, waiting in the driver's seat while I pulled my jeans off. I knelt on the passenger seat and put my head out of the window with my arse up in the air.

"Eat that pussy."

Lincoln didn't need asking twice. His hand went under me, squeezing my tit under my top as two fingers slowly probed my hole. I could see across the carpark to the shop shutters. I kind of hoped he would keep enough about him to check the other way occasionally.

"Oh god. Yeah."

Those fingers were doing their work fantastically. But it was when he put his face to my pussy the joy really came.

"Uhhh."

He was good with his tongue. He even knew where the clit was. A big improvement on my last boyfriend.

"Oh fuck. Keep doing that."

It was wonderful. A lovely flat tongue that traversed the length of my slit up to my little starfish. It sent quivers along my spine.

"Uhh."

My bean was on fire as he teased it with circular licks. I could feel my fluids gushing, soaking his face and covering that tongue as he licked me out.

For a moment I considered just letting him continue until I came on his face. But I wanted the feeling of being filled.

"Okay. Enough." I gasped as my heat took hold of me.

"I need to fuck."

When I sat over him it was awkward. My knees were trapped between his hips and various uncomfortable protrusions from his car, and my head rubbed on the roof lining. Behind me, the steering wheel pressed on my back. It'd have been better if we'd moved to the passenger seat or climbed in the back. But when I needed cock, logic and comfort weren't my major priority. Not being caught by the police with my pussy on display was though. This way I could at least see around to be sure I didn't have an unwanted audience.

"Uhhh.

Put it in."

I was gushing over his cock where it rubbed at my slit. A moment later Lincoln's fingers were guiding it in and I sunk onto his shaft.

"Fuck." I gasped, grinding my hips against him.

"Oh god. That's fucking good."

Lincoln put his head back as his hands slid up under my top.

"So's that. Mmm."

It felt great having my tits grasped to fill his palms. I held the backrest to support myself and began riding him. It wasn't the most comfortable experience in his car, but it delivered the relief my bean demanded.

"Uhhh."

I rode him energetically and came quickly. A sudden heightened rush of blood and the whoosh of orgasm washed over my flesh like a wave. I slowed as it subsided and settled my breathing.

Beneath me, Lincoln was agitated. His hard cock was throbbing and he was wriggling around trying to recover that fucking action that would have him emptying his balls.

"Don't come inside me," I warned.

"Then get off, quick."

I slid from his lap and took his cock in my hand, tugging it hard to finish him off quickly.

"Uhhh."

His load filled my palm without shooting everywhere and I spread its sticky warmth over his shaft as I eased back.

"Satisfied?"

"Oh fuck. Yeah."

That was it. Sex done. Crazy natural urge quelled and desire subsiding. It was just in time. A police car did a circuit of the carpark, its headlights settling in us just momentarily while unseen eyes judged us.

I was decent, at least as far as the officers could see. I was naked from the waist down, but so long as they didn't stop and come over, that was something they'd never know. A moment later, satisfied we weren't arsonists or about to stage a break-in and take all the garden plants, the patrol car moved on.

Their concern wasn't so much with young people shagging as looking for boy racers. They loved the empty car parks of large stores at night. Aside from the noise nuisance, they left tyre marks all over the tarmac from wheel spins and handbrake turns. The store owners hated it.

"Next time. Bring a fucking condom." I said pulling my jeans back on.

"I thought I'd get some in the pub. I didn't know the fucking machine would be broken did I."

It wasn't the biggest crisis. We'd managed. I just didn't like taking chances.

"You're late."

Late? I was nineteen. She was lucky I came home at all at my age.

Mum was a good-looking woman. She'd had us at eighteen. The result of a failed relationship to some guy we'd never known. He'd pissed off long before we were old enough to know him as our dad.

I think that's why she was a little protective of me and my sister. She didn't want us to make the same mistake. Trouble was, that meant she'd prefer we remained her little girls and stayed away from boys. I didn't think for one minute she still believed we were innocent virgins. But she certainly didn't want to see evidence we weren't.

"Sorry, Mum.

Late show. You know what these live-action superhero movies are like. They last for hours."

Nah. She didn't believe me. But I was nineteen so she wouldn't say anything no matter how disappointed she was.

"Keisha still awake?"

"She's just gone to bed. She came in at ten. A sensible time."

Christ, it was only just after eleven now. Most people my age didn't get home until eleven. Eleven the next morning.

"Okay. I'll pop my head in on the way up.

Nite Mum."

"Good night, Keeley."

I tapped on the door and called out softly.

"Keish?"

"Come in."

Keisha was still awake. She was my twin and it was like looking in a mirror when she turned the bedside lamp on. The same rich brown hair, the same eyes and mouth. We weren't identical, but it was very, very close. And so were we.

"Mum's not very happy with you." She shuffled over to sit up against the bedhead so I could lay on the bed next to her.

"I know."

"I told her you were watching a band in the Legion when she asked.

"Oh for ... I just said the cinema. No wonder she's looking at me funny."

"You should have shagged him earlier." She giggled.

"It was too light. We had to wait till it was dark. Where were you and Tyler doing it?"

"Nowhere," Keisha admitted.

"He was being a twat so I made him bring me home."

That was a relationship that was going nowhere. We both knew it. Not that I viewed Lincoln as anything long term.

"Are you gonna finish with him?"

"Maybe. I don't know. But he does have a big cock when he isn't being one.

So how was it? With Lincoln?"

I smirked.

"Bloody awkward in his car, but it got the job done. We should get a place together so we can have boys round. I get tired of sneaking around because mum thinks we're going to end up single parents."

"We can have orgies then." Keisha giggled.

"Swap and see if they can tell the difference."

"We're alike. Not identical."

"They're men. All the more reason to test them. See if they're paying attention."

"You're not fucking Lincoln. Not till I'm done with him."

"Could you imagine? It'd make his day to have both of us. Both twins. That'd be the event of a lifetime for him. We could do him together.

"Keisha."

I slapped her arm and she jumped. The cover fell down and I saw her tits jiggle as she laughed.

"Want me to squeeze those for you as you didn't get any?"

"Fuck off. Squeeze your own."

"I don't have to. Lincoln already did that for me."

She looked down at her flesh. Those were one nice pair of tits I thought taking a good look. Lucky really. They were pretty much identical to my own. Oh, yeah. Very nice. I lifted my eyes and found her grinning at me. She'd seen me staring.

"If we have a threesome, you get to play with them." She offered.

"I can play with my own if I get any urges to fondle tit."

"Spoilsport."

"Right. I'm off to bed.

Nite."

"Nite, Keeley."

I took a quick shower to wash away my sweat and the traces of cum before going to my room. It was next door to Keisha's with our beds back to back. As youngsters we'd been able to talk through the wall when we were supposed to be sleeping. Not so much now. Didn't want Mum hearing anything we were likely to discuss at nineteen. She'd have a coronary. Besides, we could just text one another if neither of us could be bothered to get out of bed.

Mum's room was at the end of the landing. Seniority gave her the biggest of the three bedrooms and the only one with an en-suite. It was her little sanctuary. Just a shame for her that she didn't use the room for anything other than sleeping.

"I don't think she even masturbates" Keisha had said more than once.

I think she was right. No one could be that quiet, every night, year in year out. As two giggling teens we'd sneaked in her room once when she was at work, peeking in her drawers. No vibrator or dildo to be found. I suppose not everyone used them,but it'd been a disappointment to two adolescents expecting to discover their mum's dirty little secret. Nowadays, we were more intent on hiding our own.

I suppose it was just our rooms being so close that made our antics more obvious to one another. That and the fact that we shared so much we didn't care, often doing it as the other did in some kind of twisted competition even though we would never admit it in the cold light of day.

We'd done it once or twice laying on the bed together in our early, exploratory days, swapping notes on what felt good. Older, we hadn't been so outlandish, but I did sometimes think about it when I was horny.

TWO

We went shopping the next morning. I put on my favourite vintage green outfit with 'Juicy' in large glittery lettering across my arse and ran downstairs to join my sister.

"Ready?"

Keisha slapped my arse.

"Is it?" She asked looking at the lettering.

"Lincoln thought so last night." I giggled.

"Shut up. I had to make do with my Bullet."

"I know. I heard."

I had. After I'd left her room and showered, tiny moans had drifted through the wall for a good fifteen minutes until everything had gone quiet.

"You can come in and watch next time if you want."

"Fuck off. I'm no lez. Especially with my sister."

I had a brief flashback to when we had watched each other. But that was a long time ago and we'd been far more innocent.

"Come on. I need to spend money." I said with shopping becoming more of a priority to me than daydreaming.

I wanted new shoes to go with the dress I'd bought the week before. There was an after-work meal on Monday for someone's birthday. It wasn't going to be a late thing but we were taking partners. I wanted to wear it then. It was nice and short, and I had great legs to show off before they were inevitably wrapped around Lincoln. Somewhere nicer than B&Q carpark I hoped. My room would have been the ideal choice, but Mum would go mad if I brought a boy back. And Lincoln's place was out of the question. He shared with two other guys who couldn't be trusted to fuck off for an hour or two. I wasn't keen on having an audience.

"Let's go."

Keisha swung her bag over her shoulder and marched for the door.

It was about a twenty-minute walk into town. We cut through the park and came out the side gate to slip along the tiny alley that exited into the middle of the high street.

The alley was little more than a thoroughfare. The only shops here were small and tired-looking. Even the little Fish and Chip shop had closed up last year, unable to attract enough customers. About all that was left was a newsagent that sold dodgy fags under the counter and what looked like an old computer repair shop. Old junk desktops sat gathering dust in the window. No surprise I had never seen a customer.

"Hey. Look." Keisha exclaimed with childish excitement.

"Never seen that place before."

Neither had I. It looked grubby. Like it'd been there for years. Dull yellow paint peeled from the door. Higher up there was a neon sign on a blue backdrop. It looked as if it was struggling to work.

"Sex Shop. That's an original name."

The sign flickered like some rundown motel in a cheap American teen movie.

"Wonder what they sell."

"Duh."

Keisha glared at me.

"That's not what I meant.

Come on. Let's go and look."

"You're going in a sex shop?"

"Why not? Come on, it'll be a laugh."

I followed. I'd never been in one before. I was certain Keisha hadn't either. Mainly because there wasn't one in our little town. Well, apart from this one, obviously. Strange I'd never noticed it before.

Inside wasn't much better than outside. It was cramped with dark wooden display cases brightened only by the array of colourful dildos and vibrators unashamedly standing in front of their boxes. Everything was there for both sexes. From Penis pumps to Satisfyer balls. There were things I didn't even recognise. And of course, the always popular DVD stand.

"That's the Debbie does Dallas section," I smirked.

"Is that even a real movie?"

"I don't know.

Think it was about a million years ago. Mum's time I suppose."

"Bet she's never watched a porno in her life."

"I think she only did it the once. If we hadn't been twins, one of us would have been an only child."

I'd picked up something called a Motor Masturbator complete with a phone holder. It intrigued me that someone would use such a thing.

"For Lincoln when you're on?"

"Shut up."

I put it back quickly. I couldn't imagine him pumping away while watching PornHub on that thing.

"He can have my mouth for that." I sniggered.

Keisha had moved on.

"Ever thought of some bondage toys?"

I looked at the stand. The usual collection of cuffs and ball gags. Then more extreme things. I felt a tinge of excitement at seeing a Pillory. A solid metal frame with cuffs to hold its occupier on all fours.

"That could be fun."

I gave her a playful nudge.

"Fancy Tyler giving you a good seeing to strapped in that."

"I'm game for anything."

She flicked the price tag around.

"Fuck that. It's three hundred pounds. He can tie me to the bed with some cord from B&Q instead."

"Cheapskate."

I'd found the butt plugs. I didn't realise it was possible to get so many variations on something so simple.

"I'm thinking I might try one of these." I giggled.

"How about one with a tail."

She pointed at a pink bunny one. It came with a set of rabbit ears.

"Ideal for Easter."

I was quite intrigued by the idea.

"Mmm. Wonder if I can convince Lincoln to pay for a hotel room."

"So you can dress up for him?"

"Yeah. Not waiting for Easter though. Too far away."

"How about this?"

She held up a big bushy fox tail. It'd reach down to my knees.

"Pair of stockings and this in your arse. Irresistible."

I quivered at the thought.

"Look at that fucking thing." I laughed, moving my attention to the most lifelike-looking dildo I'd ever seen.

"It's got balls and everything."

"Ooh. A remote control cock. Some lube and Tyler's redundant."

"We could get one for Mum before her hole heals up." I laughed.

"Something for Juicy and Lucy?"

We both jumped at the little Chinese guy appearing behind us. He looked like your stereotypical weird foreigner from some crappy nineteen-eighties comedy movie. The kind of thing Eddie Murphy would have been in. I suddenly felt like my trousers were getting attention from the wrong kind of person. Eww. Creepy.

"Just looking thanks."

I'd gone off the boil. I didn't want to be looking at this stuff with an old man leering at my arse.

"Hmm."

Yeah. Time to go I thought. We weren't going to be buying anything and sniggering wasn't fun any more with this creep staring at us. If I wanted my butt plugged with a tail, I'd order one online, not buy it in this dingy place.

"I have the perfect thing for you."

The old man held up a psychedelic-coloured double-ended dildo and grinned manically.

"We're not lesbians." I snapped.

Keisha was equally as horrified.

"For fuck sake. She's my twin. Can't you see the likeness?"

He shrugged as if that made no difference.

"It's a new world. Men are girls. Girls are cats. Twins are ..."

"Shut up. Eww. You're disgusting."

I was horrified.

Keisha was giggling at his audacity.

"I think he's funny."

"As funny as a dose of the clap.

Come on. Let's get out of here."

"Something for your boyfriends? Or girlfriends? Before you go?"

He wasn't letting up.

"They have us," Keisha smirked.

My face reddened. I just wanted to leave.

"It's for you as well."

He held up a small bottle of brightly coloured reddish-pink liquid. It looked more like oil, translucent and shimmering. Curiosity got the better of me.

"So what is it?" I asked.

"Something to make cocks harder and nights longer. Or clits prouder if that's your thing?"

I swear his tongue had just danced in his mouth. I felt sick.

"I told you. It isn't.

Come on Keish."

Keisha sniggered as I turned my nose up but she still wasn't following me as I edged toward the door.

"What does it do?" She asked.

"It very, very powerful magic."

He was still holding the little bottle up so that the light played on the liquid.

"I thought Viagra was blue?" I offered sarcastically.

"Oh, this better than Viagra. It works on the mind as well as the body. You will be irresistible and they will be insatiable."