"You ready for this?" I asked Ella as I pulled to a stop, parking our Civic between Eric's work in progress Mustang and Ron's tidy, 1980s, blue Chevy stepside pickup.
She didn't answer so I glanced at the woman in the passenger seat. It was like looking in a mirror... same shoulder length dark hair, same dark eyes, and same full breasts. She was staring across the parking lot at the motel, her face unreadable, but I knew what she was thinking. I always knew what she was thinking.
"Yeah... I think so," she murmured without looking at me.
I smiled at her. Today was Ella's turn to lose her virginity to her boyfriend... and I was looking forward to it as much as I hoped she was. "I was nervous too, but once you get started..." I murmured, wanting to reassure her.
"But what if I'm...? I mean, I've never done it before."
I took her hand and held it. "Like I said, I was nervous too. I was afraid it would hurt, or that I wouldn't know what to do, or I wouldn't be any good... but you know what? My body knew what to do, and it didn't hurt... not even a little. I didn't even bleed. Trust me... you're going to love it."
She glanced at me as a tiny smile quirked one corner of her lips up. "I hope you're right."
I nodded once and pulled the latch on my door. "I am. Would I lie to you?"
She grinned as she cracked her door, but since she didn't step out of the car, I didn't either. "No... and God... I'd never felt anything like it."
My smile widened. "Just wait until it's Ron's cock in
your
pussy."
"But what if... do you think I'll be any good?"
I could tell by the expression on her face she was apprehensive. She was struggling with the same doubts I'd had only a couple of weeks ago. Having lived through it, I now realized how silly my concerns had been... and how silly hers were. I snickered briefly.
"Eric didn't complain when we were going at it. Like I said, my body knew what to do. Yours will too."
Eric Tonner and I had been dating since the summer between our sophomore and junior years in high school. Near the end of our senior year, after we were eighteen, we'd engaged in some pretty intense snogging, including me straddling his lap and dry humping him as we kissed until he came in his pants. We'd come close to going all the way several times, and while he was ready, I'd held myself back, partially because of being nervous about making the commitment, and partially because I was afraid Mom and Dad would find out and shit an entire litter of kittens.
Now that we'd graduated, and because he'd never pressured me to do more than I was comfortable doing, one night after a date, as we were kissing each other goodnight, I'd told him I was ready. Standing on the walk leading to the front door of my house, the summer air warm and soft, we'd discussed taking our relationship to the next level in hushed voices. He promised he'd wait if I wasn't ready, but I'd assured him that I wanted to lose my virginity to him, and I was ready for him to take it.
After our talk, we were simply waiting for an opportunity. Not quite two weeks later I learned Ella was going to be out of the house for a couple of hours in the afternoon. As soon as I had a bit of privacy, I'd called Eric to tell him our opportunity had just materialized. A couple of days after my phone call, just after Ella left for her job interview, he'd had arrived at my house.
What I didn't know at the time was that during her interview, Ella was experiencing everything I was as Eric fucked me soundly. She was supposed to call me when she left the meeting, but not only didn't she call, she'd returned far sooner than she'd told me she thought she would. Worse still was she'd snuck in on me and Eric as we lay naked on the bed, kissing and touching. Eric was mortified when she'd walked in on us, had leapt from the bed, and all but dashed out of the house naked. I'd been
pissed
she hadn't kept her word and called after her interview, and then had compounded her sin by barging into my room without knocking, but after she'd shushed me, and explained what she'd experienced, my anger had slowly changed to curiosity.
I'm the older half of Emily and Ella, the Luskik twins. Ella and I have always shared a special bond. We could always tell what the other was thinking with a glance, and sometimes we could sense... more. When I'd broken my arm, Ella claimed her arm hurt just as much as mine did. Though Mom didn't believe her, I did, somehow sensing her suffering and the ache in her arm. We also could, sometimes, tell what the other was feeling, even if they weren't around. It was weird to know Ella was in a pissy mood even though I hadn't seen her, but that attachment was something we'd always had.
Despite having that special connection our entire life, what she'd experienced when Eric was fucking me was much, much different. Normally all I got from our link was shadowy impressions. I might be able to tell she was in a bad mood, but I wouldn't know why until she told me someone was being a bitch to her at school or work. It was also very much hit and miss.
Sometimes I could sense how she felt, but most of the time not... unless we were in the same room. Then it was different, yet somehow the same. It was almost like I could read her thoughts. I couldn't, but it seemed that way. Almost without fail, if we saw or experienced the same conditions, we invariably arrived at the same conclusion. It was almost funny how, for example, if Mom or Dad asked us where we wanted to go for dinner, we'd both say Mexican, Italian, or some other place at very nearly the same time.
I'd listened in fascination as she described what she'd experienced during her interview. The only part she'd gotten even slightly wrong was me sucking Eric's cock at the beginning, claiming only that she felt squirmy, probably because I got seriously turned on performing the act. The rest, however, was like she'd watched us. She'd described how he'd suckled and caressed my breasts, ate my pussy until I came, and then fucked me, pausing in the middle as I came again, before fucking himself to orgasm, his soft cry of completion causing me to come a third time as he emptied himself into me.
After Ella's experience, we decided to recreate experiments we'd performed as kids, but with an adult twist. Now, instead of sitting in our rooms staring at flash cards or touching our face or leg with an ice cube, we masturbated while the other waited to see if she felt anything. With no success, we jilled off at the same time, and when that still didn't produce a result, we finally masturbated together in the same bed.
The bond was still as frustratingly irregular and uncontrollable as it ever was. Despite multiple attempts, and our best efforts, neither of us felt anything. We'd even briefly discussed fucking each other, but the thought of that weirded us both out so much we quickly dropped the idea.
After our failures, we decided the only thing left to try was to repeat the initial experience as closely as possible. It took some wheedling to get Ron Layland, Ella's boyfriend, on board, but today was the day we were going to kick our experiment up a notch.
We hadn't told Eric or Ron the real reason why we wanted them to fuck us in the same room at the same time, passing the idea off as a fantasy that Ella and I shared. Maybe we'd seen to many science fiction movies, but we'd never told anyone about our 'gift,' not even our parents, afraid some big, unsmiling guys driving black SUVs and wearing dark suites and sunglasses would show up at our door.
Just as Eric and I had been virgins, so were Ella and Ron. Not surprisingly, as much as I knew Ron wanted to fuck Ella, he was reluctant to fuck her with me and Eric watching. Eric hadn't been keen on the idea either, but when I began hinting how turned on the idea made me, it didn't take him long to come around to the idea.
Ron and Eric were longtime friends, and with all three of us encouraging him, and repeatedly promising him we weren't setting him up in some elaborate prank, Ron had finally agreed. Once Ron was onboard, the guys had worked together to make it happen. Finally, our work schedules aligned, and we'd agreed to meet at the Holiday Inn just off Man O War and Interstate 75 in Hamburg. Hamburg, Kentucky, was far enough from our homes in Lexington, without being too far, that our cars probably wouldn't be seen by anyone we knew. None of us wanted our friends or family to see our cars in a motel parking lot and jump to the correct conclusion.
The situation was perfect. None of us had to work today, Mom and Dad were going to a Red Hot Chili Peppers concert in Cincinnati with friends immediately after work, and wouldn't be home until late. It was a little after three, and since neither Ron nor Eric was expected home until late evening, that left us plenty of time for fucking without worrying about being caught or having to explain where we'd been for the last several hours. It was a good thing too because all four us were nearly bursting for a fuck.
It had been hell waiting for this moment. Eric's cock had felt so good the first time he fucked me we struggled to not fuck our brains out with every opportunity. Once Ron agreed to join our little party, he and Ella were all over each other all the time, even more so than they normally were. It'd been a tough four days since Ron had agreed to participate in our experiment, but the wait was finally over.
"Room 216," Ella said as we entered the lobby, glancing at her phone to confirm the room from the text we'd received on the drive.
I smiled and nodded to the man behind the counter as he watched us cross the expansive room, our sneakers whispering on the polished floor. I wondered if he knew what we were planning. Ella and I were dressed as we normally did during the summer, comfortable shorts paired with a light and breezy blouse. Though we were showing plenty of tanned and toned leg, our shorts and blouse weren't so revealing that Mom and Dad would ride our asses. I smiled to myself. The only person I wanted riding my ass was Eric, and I hoped he was up to the challenge.
We took the elevator up one floor, glanced at the sign that directed us to the right, and stopped in front of a door. I rapped softly, and after a moment, the door opened. I smiled at Eric as he stepped aside in silent invitation.
"Hey," I said as I led Ella through the opening.
"Hey, yourself," he rumbled in reply as he followed us deeper into the chamber, the door thumping shut behind us.
