Author's Note: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all.
Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them? Well, I do... because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now...
My roommate and two or her friends were having a fondue party. I never actually thought such a thing existed, but I guess you can have a party for pretty much anything. But still, cheese... ew! Do not get me wrong; I like cheese, but the thought of ingesting large amounts over such a short period of time turned my stomach. Fortunately, I had not been invited. Unfortunately, I was in the living room trying to watch a movie. Because the dining room was the next room over and the two were separate by less than half a wall, I could hear everything they said. I was struggling to listen to my movie over the sound of their voices when I suddenly heard a yelp. Glancing over at them (the dining table was clearly visible from the couch), I saw my roommate jump to her feet. At first I wondered what was going on, but then I noticed something hot and gooey in her lap.
"Ow!" I thought sympathetically as I realized she had spilt quite a massive amount of melted cheese onto her lap. Luckily, she was wearing pants, but I could imagine just how painful the feeling of that hot liquid seeping through her jeans must have been. Sure enough, she bolted to the bathroom, knocking over what little cheese was left in the fondue pot. Pausing the movie, I got to my feet and strolled into the dining room.
"Is she all right?" I asked. My roommate's two friends peered up at me and I realized for the first time just how oddly similar they looked. So familiar in fact, that I soon realized they were twin; identical twins!
"I hope she is," responded one of the twins. At least, that is what I think she said; I was too busy looking them up and down, drinking in their breathtaking beauty. Okay, maybe they were not breathtaking, but definitely hot. And everybody knows that: Hot + Twins = FUCKING HOT!
"Are you okay?" asked one of the twins, snapping me back to reality. I suddenly realized I had been ogling them and muttered something along the lines of "I'm fine." I then offered to keep them company in the living room as they waited for my roommate to get cleaned up.
Less than a minute later, I was taking a seat on the couch. Moments after, the twins took a seat, one on either side of me. I was finding it hard to believe I was actually the meat (or cheese, since I am vegetarian) in a hot twin sandwich when one of them laid a hand on my thigh. I felt a wave of arousal wash over me as I glanced down at her hand. I soon realized she was wiping away a drop of cheese which had somehow found its way onto my pants, but it was too late; the damage was already done. I peered up at her and our eyes met. That was all I could handle; powerful waves of arousal started washing over me as I felt reality fade away, only to be replaced by the all too familiar feel of my vivid imagination.
"You're so hot!" said the fantasy me as she reached out and pulled the twin in for a long passionate kiss.