"Take my fucking cock down to the balls. That's a good girl." Traci, on her knees, looks down on Jennifer Hammond, who's on all fours gagging on Traci's 9 inch cock while her identical sister Tracey plows her from behind, and loving every minute of it. She was completely naked, sandwiched between the trans twins who were only clad in white thigh high leather boots. The tryst was happening in Jennifer's opulently feminine bedroom, on top of pink silk sheets that were already stained with the lewd acts of the day.
Jennifer Hammond was a woman of wealth and taste. The 45 year old blonde amassed a multi-million dollar fortune after divorcing her husband ten years previous. Being that she didn't look a day over 35, and had natural curves some women pay thousands for, it was easy for Jennifer to explore the sexual landscape she had put off by being married so young. It didn't take long for her to discover her bisexuality, and become well-intrenched in the secret lesbian power circles.
Except she hadn't crossed paths with the Tracy twins until this very night. A chance meeting at a rather dull networking expo masquerading as a high-end ball. Jennifer decided to glam it up with a long flowing black lace skirt, exposed heels with straps that wrapped up to the knees, and a satin corset with plenty of cleavage. Her short black leather gloves topped off the outfit, and with her hair and makeup styled like a blonde Audrey Hepburn, she looked like a vintage knockout. However when she got there the rest of the people looked like they were at their high school dance. Jennifer didn't mind standing out, but she quickly grew bored of people approaching her to get a job at her company. That was until she saw the Tracy's. Identical twin knock outs in thigh white leather short dresses and thigh high white leather boots. It didn't take long for the trio to gravitate to each other, then end up in the ladies room where she discovered their "secret", then to her house where they had been fucking for about an hour.
"Trace, I can't hold it anymore." Tracey pulls out and moves to Jennifer's face.
"Oh god, give me your cum. I want your fucking cum." Jennifer was out of her mind as she gagged on Tracey's dick. It's easy to get that way with the twins.
The Tracy's, hip-to-hip, both shove their cocks into Jennifer's mouth. Jennifer reaches under their crotches and finds their assholes, shoving two fingers in each twin to begin milking their prostates. This was an act they recently developed, which allowed both sisters to shoot their load while leaving their hands free to roam each other.
"Fuck, she's so fucking good at this."
"Gimme your tongue sis"
The twins latch mouths together while trying to breathe through the climax. They loved making out during an orgasm, and when it hit they didn't break the kiss, even though they were both moaning into each others mouths. Jennifer sucked and drank every drop of cum from their dicks, ending the act with a satisfied sigh and smack of the lips.
The Tracy's fell to the bed, and cuddled close to Jennifer in post orgasmic bliss. "You're the fucking best at that, Jennifer."
"I guess being bisexual has its advantages!"
The three women laugh. Can't argue with that. Jennifer's phone buzzes with a text message. Traci raises an eyebrow at the image of a gorgeous young blonde women on Jennifer's phone. "My god who is that?"
"That's my daughter Kelsey."
"She's a total fox!" Tracey chimes in with a similar reaction. The photo itself was a little risqué to be on a mother's phone. Low angle from behind, showing Kelsey's apple bottom snugged in yoga pants while she playfully looked over her shoulder at the camera.
"Thank you. She's my pride and joy. She's graduating college in a couple of months." A thought hits Jennifer. "Actually, could you meet with her?"
"Oh yes we can!" Traci can't hold back her —.
"I mean for a job." Jennifer corrects them. "She's doesn't like the idea of nepotism. Otherwise I'd make her an executive at one of my companies."
"But it would be okay to be hired by two women who are fucking her mother?" Tracey smirks.
"I think she'd actually like that to be honest." Jennifer trails off with a bit of honesty.
"... go on... " Traci leads, feeling Jennifer has a weight to take off her chest.
"Well... okay... I know I can tell you this because you two are... obviously okay with incest." Jennifer takes a beat. "She's been coming onto me recently. I think she's been 'experimenting' in college and, well, wants to get it on with me. She's been very flirty, touchy-feely, and... well... she's been stealing my used panties."
The twins are now all ears. "How do you feel about that?"
"... I want to say the normal things. That I'm disgusted and repulsed by it. But... I'm not. I'm flattered, and actually turned on by it. But I dunno, she's my little girl. "
Jennifer's confession was getting the twins hard again, but they both know they have to be careful. Tracey takes the lead, and Jennifer's hand. "Jennifer, our inner circle of friends include many mothers and daughters who are sexually intimate with each other."
"Really?" Jennifer is now all ears. "I got to say I'm out of the loop on this one. This is a normal thing?"
"Well, I wouldn't say 'normal', but it's more common than you think. We know many women that have discovered that intimate relationships strengthen bonds with sisters, mothers, daughters, and aunts."
"Sometimes even grandmothers." Traci adds.
"In fact, we've been hosting parties for these like-minded women to express themselves for a few years now, and the parties have grown so big that we bought a chateau upstate and created a club."
"But what about grooming, or power imbalances? I'd hate to think that I had any hand in Kelsey's sexual development."
"Well that is a concern, but from our experience grooming comes from a power fetish. Getting off on controlling someone, making them into the perfect sex toy for you."
"That's more of a gross guy thing."
"Yeah, the women we know favor deep intimate connections. The relationships always start as consenting adults, if they start at all. It's hard to get past the taboo."
"Tell me about it. I've felt so guilty for these thoughts. If I didn't meet you two they probably would have died with me." Jennifer says.
The twins look at each other. "Tell you what. We'll meet with Kelsey and give her an honest try. If she works out, like any other person looking for a job with us, we'll hire her."
"Either way you two should come to our opening of Club Cuir and be our first new inductee prospects."
"Wether or not you two discover each other that night will be up to you."
Jennifer thinks about it. "Well, this is all good for me, but what if I'm wrong? What if I've been misreading Kelsey? I want to make sure she feels the same way before inviting her to a sex club."
Traci smirks. "You leave Kelsey to us."
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Kelsey Hammond stood next to the stretch Maybach limo in the Tracy's lavish private garage, surrounded by the twin's expensive car collection. The young blonde, dressed in a tight, full blue leather chauffeurs outfit complete with boots, gloves, and a hat, tried to hide her nerves. This was her first night as the Twin's private driver, and she wanted everything to go perfect. During the meeting Jennifer set up, the twins and Kelsey hit it off immediately. Blue eyes, wavy blonde hair, and pinup curves are one thing, but Kelsey had that spark that they looked for in women. A spark that says "I want to conquer the world". Sex or no sex, the twins saw Kelsey as an asset. She aced her chauffeur's test, got fitted for the suit, and, well, knowing her bosses, left a little cleavage for good measure.
The elevator dinged, the doors opened, and Kelsey couldn't hid her expression. The Tracy's were all out in red leather. Tight ribbed corsets that barely held their massive tits, long red leather gloves that reached their armpits, tight leather skirt that barely covered anything, red leather motorcycle jackets draped on their shoulders, and to top it off with thigh high red leather boots with 6 inch heels. The sister's black hair was long and wavy, their makeup was perfect. and the only accent was a little red purse they each had. This was in stark contrast to the conservative dresses they wore during their meeting.
The twins walked to her, lock step in sync. Traci noticed the expression and cracked a grin. "Hey Kelsey, we're ready to party."
"You look amazing in that outfit, by the way." Tracey says, giving the woman elevator eyes.
"Thank you! That's a huge compliment coming from you two." Kelsey replied while opening the door for them.
"Let's go have some fun." The twins say in unison before stepping into the car.
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