Welcome to the tenth chapter. The twins begin to get some of their own plans in motion and find a little time for recreation. Comments, votes, emails welcome.
Reminder: Chapters 1 - 8 are in the Incest category temporarily.
Howard - I hope you like it.
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Geran's Story:
It was now my favorite time of the year: October. I love the cool mornings and warm afternoons. Nicole and I were getting accustomed to married life. She had moved nearly all her stuff into my room and redecorated a few things as well.
I had finalized the designs to modify the empty school building into our fortress and had all the costs and estimates in hand. I now just needed the cash to make it happen. I had a plan for that too. I needed Nicole's help to make this happen. I found her outside soaking up the rays of the autumn sun.
I rubbed her breasts, "Hey, I need you to help me on the BIG PROJECT."
She opened her eyes and stretched. "Can you not be such a dork for once and just say you need me to seduce Meister so he'll help us steal a few billion in cash?"
I was only mildly surprised. "When did you pull that out of my mind?"
"From day one. So everything is ready now?"
"Yep, get dressed and let's go make some money!" I held out a hand and she took it. We went upstairs and she grabbed a tight shirt and a pair of Daisy Dukes. She put her hair in a ponytail and announced she was ready to take one for the team.
"Of course it doesn't hurt you've been fantasizing about this day either." I commented.
"That's very true!" She gave me a peck on the lips. "Let's go!"
And we were at Meister's door knocking. We waited a few minutes and knocked again. We had figured he had a teleportation device that allowed him to get back to his office and maintain the illusion he never left it. "Come on in, kids." We heard his usual gravelly voice. A minute later we were sitting at his desk making small talk. He ordered us some beverages.
I laid out my plan of teleporting into nine different drug lord's hideout, finding their cash and teleporting it out and directly to five Swiss banks and four banks in the Cayman Islands. I showed him the blueprints and was getting into the details of the heist when he stopped me.
"It's a good plan, Kid. Why are you showing me?"
I explained, "Nicole and I aren't enough to blast our way through and make the theft. We need some more muscle backing us and you're built like the Hulk and probably almost as strong and invulnerable. Plus you're what? Nine or ten feet tall?" Meister nodded. "I was hoping to employ your services to help us out. I am offering a third of what we take."
He looked at the papers, took a swig of beer, and said, "Kid, does it look like I need money? You gotta offer the customer what he needs or wants to make the sale."
I had expected this and knew we were just playing games at this stage. He wanted to fuck Nicole or Mom. "Well, I have access to the tomes in the Black Library, a couple of spell books..." I began. Nicole was radiating sex appeal and the room was filled with her pheromones. It was taking every last bit of my willpower not to jump her right then and spoil our plans.
"I'm not interested in spells." He cut me off. "Look Kid, look at the size of me. You think I get any action? Not to mention I ain't the prettiest of men. I try to get a hooker and she's dead before I get two thrusts. I hear someone in this room is capable of taking a lot. And she's drop dead gorgeous to boot. How about one hour with her for every joint we knock over? You can keep the money."
Nicole took over the conversation at that point, "You got a deal Gramps! Let's get you the first four hours right now." She stood and walked over to his side of the desk and gave him a magnificent strip tease. "Get your clothes off or this won't work! You forget how this is done, Limpy?"
He gave her a dirty look and a growl and began stripping. When he was naked Nicole tapped me mentally, *I hope I can take it. That thing is as big as my thigh!*
*It's not quite that big and you've got that magic pussy. You'll be fine.* I hoped.
Nicole walked up to him and put her hands on his erection. "This looks like fun! So what position would you like to try?"
He was stroking himself staring at her nude body. He shoved everything off of his desk onto the floor. His desk had a very glossy smooth surface. "Lie on your back on the desk." She did and kept her legs tightly closed looking like a coy slut. He grabbed her knees and roughly spread her legs. She was wet and waiting for it. He put the head of his massive rod at her opening and began pushing into her.
She began making the most guttural throaty noises I have never heard coming out of her throat. I merged minds with her. She was being spread and stretched further than she ever had before. I could feel an orgasm building up in her like a volcano getting ready to erupt. I clamped down on it and let it build well beyond where she should have climaxed. He bottomed out fully inside her to the hilt. She was screaming and wanting to cum very badly. I held it a minute more and then let it explode. Her eyes were like kaleidoscopes and glowing. Now that it broke loose she was in a state of constant orgasms.
I loved watching her. She was so amazing. Her breasts were swaying and bouncing. Her head thrashing throwing her hair around, her thighs getting forced apart every time he shoved forward. She had the most erotic moans and grunts. Around thirty minutes into it she was riding him for all she was worth looking even sexier with sheen of sweat all over her. An hour later he was pounding her doggy style and came for the first time deep inside her. The next few hours were an erotic dream. They fucked like titans. Even when she passed out he fucked her like a rag doll. I took pictures and jerked off several times.
They finally finished after five full hours of intense sex. Meister actually looked tired. The desk was covered in sweat and other juices. He collapsed into his chair and ordered several gallons of Gatorade to be delivered. Nicole attempted to crawl seductively across the desk to me but her hands were sweaty and the desk was very slick so she promptly slid and fell in a heap on the floor.
I heard a loud, "MOTHER! FUCKER!" at my feet. I helped her up and into the chair and didn't laugh. Much.
She was sweaty and gaping open. Her chair was rapidly getting soaked from all the cum leaking out of her. She was sitting with her legs spread wide and still breathing heavily. She was sweaty and still having mild orgasms. The Gatorade was delivered and they each drank several gallons each.
They looked across the desk and broke out laughing. Meister looked at me and said, "Shit Kid, you're getting the raw end of the deal. I'd double the number of hits for what this girl did to me. Nicole, you have to be the hottest fuck on the planet!"
"Thanks, Gramps! You're not so bad yourself. Although I'm gaping wide open. It'll take me a couple hours to get back to my usual tightness."
He squinted and pointed at his desk. "Nicole, Sweets, we cracked my desk. I might have this whole desk put in a display cabinet with a spotlight on the crack." He laughed some more. "Damn, I haven't had that good a time in who knows how long! You kids grab a shower and a nap. There's a guest room behind that cabinet. Lift up the dagger with the blue hilt. I'll wake you in six hours, we'll grab a bite to eat and tackle the first four targets."
He walked off to a different cabinet whistling with the log between his legs swinging back and forth and disappeared behind another secret door. I picked up Nicole and carried her into our guestroom. There was a fully stocked fridge with sandwiches and drinks. We indulged and then took a shower. Afterwards we snuggled in a very comfortable bed and I held her tightly and nuzzled her neck. She was already asleep.
Gentle chimes woke us six hours later. We had combat clothes waiting for us in the bathroom. They were bulletproof and had pockets galore. Some were stuffed with small weapons and some had little gadgets. We got dressed and went into his main office. He was waiting in similar clothing. There were a bunch of handguns and a few rifles spread out on a table with holsters and straps. "Suit up, Kids. You need to look like standard mercenaries."
We each put on two pistols and slung a rifle over our shoulders. I asked, "Everyone ready? First target here we come!" We shimmered into a large, very dark room. We broke out flashlights. Bull's eye! We were in the safe. There was probably a ton and a half to two tons of cash. There was some gold as well. "Everyone stay close. This one is easy!" I gathered my power and spread it out. We shimmered and appeared in a brightly lit room in a Swiss bank. The bank manager quickly walked in and began shoving papers at me to sign. Ten minutes later we were materializing at the second target.
Damn, we were in a living room. I checked my maps. "It looks like we're two levels too high. We need to find some stairs."
