Club Cuir Ch 06

Betsy and Bianca were cuddling by the fire in their penthouse suite, wearing nothing but loosely tied satin robes and enjoying a nice glass of wine. The grey-haired twins had purchased the place after their daughter Veronica made the move to the east coast, but rarely ever spent time in it. Their lesbian porn company was still on the west coast, their habit for travel was growing, and whatever time they did spend in the city was mostly at Veronica's penthouse. But since Veronica was on a dinner date with some lawyer named Yesenia, the two sexy mature women decided to have a night in for once.

"Did you buy this Noguchi table?" Betsy mused.

"No? I thought you did." Bianca replies.

"Wow, it really has been a while since we've spent any time here."

"Tonight's been nice though. Relaxing, drinking wine, cuddling with my sexy sister." Both women smile and give a quick but deep kiss.

"Yeah. No loud music, no whiny porn stars -- "

"No one to ask us for decisions."

"Just a fire, wine, and two sexy sisters."

The two women enjoy the sound of the crackling fire for a bit, when they hear the door open and the distinct sounds of high leather boots approach them.

"Hey honey, did your dinner end already --" Betsy stops mid-sentence when she sees what her daughter is wearing. A leather sleeveless dress, shoulder-length leather gloves, and her favorite Chanel crotch-high boots. Their sultry daughter walks up behind the couch and plants a passionate kiss on her mother's upside-down mouth, repeating with her other mother, until the three of them were in a hot three-way snog.

"Well hello to you too." Bianca smiles.

"We thought you'd be face deep in Yesenia Soto by now."

"She was a little preoccupied with the discovery of her identical twin sister." Veronica informs, while walking to the front of the couch, letting her dress slide to the floor. "I told her about us, and she was all ears." Veronica is now only wearing the long gloves and boots in front of her mothers. "So needless to say, I'm fucking horny."

Betsy and Bianca open their robes and spread their legs for their daughter. "We're all yours."

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After fucking her mothers on the couch, then the dining table, then the kitchen, the trio eventually ended up in the bedroom, chasing their breath. All three are now completely nude, with the two mothers cuddled up to their daughter in the middle.

"Fuck, you should hang out with Yesenia more often." Betsy quips.

"The whole situation got me a little sad actually. She grew up without her twin sister. They were both given up for adoption but not kept together. Who does that?"

"Well, I'm sure that if Diane DuMont were to have given up the Tracys, she would have separated them to keep them from growing up into the lesbian couple they are now."

"That's if Diane knew that Denise and Debbie were fucking when the Tracys were born."

"She knew." Bianca declares.

"Oh? What makes you so sure?"

"Well, you're talking to two incestuous identical twin sisters who are about their age, so..."

"Did you know?"

"Yup. We both did. But it took us a while to admit it."

"Wow, I didn't know that. I just assumed you both started fucking as soon as you found out what sex was."

Betsy and Bianca share a look over their sexy daughter's chest.

"Okay. It's story time."

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SOMETIME IN THE LATE 80'S

Betsy and Bianca, now in their early 20's, are going to town on a massive cock. Both are completely naked, save for some high leather boots and belly chains, as was the style in the 80's. However rather than spending hours teasing their hair, the twins opted for the long straight black hair with bangs look.

The two women lick up the shaft of the cock, and tease the tip with their pink tongues, which connect briefly. Without even thinking the two identical women start playing with each other's tongues --

"CUT! Girls, you can't be touching tongues like that." John, the director of the porn they're currently shooting, is growing frustrated. "'Twin Twats 4' was pulled from three big markets because you two got too 'close'".

"Okay okay, sorry." Betsy rolls her eyes.

"We're just in the moment, you know?" Bianca tries to smooth it over.

"I think it's sexy as fuck." Ram Rod, the dick owner, leans up in the bed. "Do you two, uh, get it on at home?"

"Don't be gross."

"We're sisters. Do you get it on with your brother?"

"I mean, if we were both hot babes like you two I totally would."

The sisters roll their eyes. Typical male answer.

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Betsy and Bianca drive their cherry red Corvette through their neighborhood in the Hollywood Hills. Both women wearing identical tight leather pants, leather ankle boots, and small white t-shirts. The porn star twins loved the looks and attention that dressing identically brought them, but they also loved how connected it made them feel, though they would never admit that to each other.

They sit silently as Bianca navigates the turns. Both were annoyed at each other, but they couldn't place why. Getting scolded on set wasn't it, that happens all the time, but there was something else...

"Why don't you just admit that you're gay." Bianca blurts out.

"Just because we're twins doesn't mean we're both gay." Betsy retorts. "Besides, you're the one always trying to get it on with me."

"Bullshit! I'm always the one trying to avoid your probing tongues or groping hands. Who took a lick of who's pussy in Busy Beavers 8?"

"There were three other women in that orgy! I'm sorry if I got my pussies mixed up."

"Here we go. There's always an excuse."

"I'm not a lesbo like you. Besides, if I were gay, I wouldn't get it on with my own sister."

This stings a little, but Bianca holds fast. "Yeah, you're not my type anyway."

"Oh please. Every girlfriend you bring home looks exactly like me."

"Which ALSO looks like me. We're twins, remember."

They pull up to their modest house and click the garage door open. After college, the twins moved to LA to pursue their adult career, and it didn't take long for them to be the hottest duo in the industry. They bought a small house together. It was a smart move since they knew that the money wasn't going to last forever, but as to why they decided to share a bedroom, and even a bed, was for comfort reasons. Or at least that's what they told themselves.

Betsy walks into the house first, tossing her duffel bag on the couch. Bianca tosses her bag and closes the door behind her. "I got about an hour before Maria comes over, can I use the shower first?"

That name sends a ping through Betsy, but she hides it. "Yeah, sure." She sits on the couch and pretends to read the TV Guide.

As Bianca strips naked in the bathroom, she looks at herself in the mirror, and thinks of Betsy. She feels a bit guilty for dropping Maria's name, but why? Betsy was the one always teasing her and getting jealous of her girlfriends. The twins never crossed the line sexually, but Betsy did have a habit of flirting with Bianca when they were drunk at parties, only to back away and make fun of her when she tried to take it to the next level. Calling her "lesbo" and saying it was "gross". Truth be told, Bianca would absolutely love to get it on with her sister, but such a taboo subject wasn't easy to adopt for them. Betsy had been doing her "flirt then retreat" acts back when they were in high school, but in college Betsy ramped up the antics after she started to notice Bianca favoring the fairer gender. Any time Bianca was around a woman, Betsy teased just enough to get her sister away from the woman, or gross the woman out, then turned Bianca down. It was very apparent what was happening, but to be honest, Bianca craved it. She wanted her sister badly, and if the only nookie should could get from her was a tease, well, so be it.

With the warm water cascading down her body, Bianca remembers the time when she came out to Betsy. The two loved to have threesomes with each other, and Bianca especially loved seeing her sister being fucked. But during a tryst with Dean, some jag-off jock guy who wanted a romp with the "easy twins", she realized it was too much. After walking out of the bedroom, leaving Dean to deal with his blue balls, Betsy followed. Bianca revealed that she couldn't have sex with men anymore. It just wasn't enjoyable for her, because, well, she was full on gay. Expecting her sister to make fun of her, she was surprised when Betsy hugged her, and told her she loved her. Even through all the wild sexual tension, they were still sisters first. They both agreed that Bianca would only have sex with men if she got paid to, which lead to the idea of becoming porn stars.

Back in the living room the cordless phone next to Betsy rings. "Hello?"

"Is this Bianca?" It's Maria.

"No, it's Betsy." She fights the urge to impersonate her sister.

"Ah, okay, well can you give Bianca a message?"

"Sure."

"Tell her that I've met someone and it's getting pretty exclusive, so... yeah. He's not into the whole girl-girl thing, so we'll have to stop seeing each other."

Now Betsy's pissed. "Wait, what? You want me to tell my sister that you're breaking up with her? For a guy?"

"Thank you so much, I knew you'd understand!"

"Hey Maria."

"Yeah?"

"You're a fucking cunt. Fuck you and everything about you."

Betsy slams the phone. What. The. Fuck. She was pissed. How dare she do that to her sister? What kind of cunt would not only break up over the phone, but make her sister give the message? She angrily gets up and heads for the bedroom.

Bianca's clean now, fresh from the shower with only a towel wrapped around her hair. Betsy walks into the bedroom. "Hey."

"Maria called."

Bianca's twin intuition kicks in. "What did she say?"

Betsy sits on the bed, pats the seat next to her. Bianca still completely naked, sits next to her twin sister. "She told me that she's seeing some guy exclusively now, and, well, she's breaking up with you."

Bianca breaks down. The constant rejection from her sister, and now losing the one woman who she was actually getting into, was too much. Betsy pulls her in for a hug.

"Oh god I'm so sorry. Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I just... I really liked her. That's all." There's more, but Bianca holds it in.

Betsy wipes tears from her sister's face. "I've never seen you cry over a breakup before."

"It's just that... " Bianca wanted to scream that it wasn't just Maria, it was also Betsy. But, the dam of emotions holds firm. "What kind of cunt asks the twin sister to break up with her girlfriend?"

"I know, right! Fuck that dumb bitch. If she were here I'd beat the fucking daylights out of her."

Bianca's taken aback by Betsy's anger. "Wow, I've never seen you threaten violence before."

"It pissed me off so much! You're my sister. How dare she pull that shit."

Bianca pulls Betsy in for a hug. "Thank you, sis." The moment is genuine, but Betsy can't help but notice Bianca's nakedness. "So you wanna make out or something?"

"Oh great, here we go." Bianca rolls her eyes while trying to dry them.

"What? You're a lesbo, so the only way to get your mind off a woman is another woman." Betsy smiles. "I hate seeing you cry like this, so it's the least I could do."

"That's not the least you could do." Bianca smiles at her sister.

"I'm not eating your pussy, if that's what you're thinking."

"No, I want you to come to the Masquerade Ball with me tomorrow night. I've been looking forward to this night for a while and I was supposed to go with Maria."

Betsy smiles. This is nice, but the line is still a hard one to cross. "You mean take your non-lesbian sister to a lesbian ball?"

"Sure, why not? We'll just sneak you out before the orgy starts. We could dress identically in those leather gowns we have and look like heavy metal debutants. Then once everyone wants to fuck us you could leave and I'll get all the women."

Betsy laughs. "That actually sounds like a lot of fun. I'd love to go. And who knows, it might be interesting to actually take part in a lesbian orgy that wasn't on set."

The two sisters smile and hug each other. "Okay, I feel gross from the set. Are you done with the shower?"

"Yeah, go ahead." Bianca says while watching her twin sister undress in front of her.

Betsy catches her and sticks out her butt a little bit. "Sorry to tease you, sis."

"Oh, I'm used to it by now, believe me." Bianca rolls her eyes.

Betsy smiles and heads for the bathroom.

While in the shower, Betsy was lost in thought. Her and Bianca have always been everything to each other. Sisters, twins, best friends, even being so comfortable as to be naked and have sex in front of each other. But they never crossed the line. Why? Betsy knew she wanted to, though she never admitted it. But did Bianca? She was right when she said that she tried to avoid Betsy's advancements on set. She did that even when the cameras weren't there. They had sex in front of each other numerous times, and every time Betsy would always take it a little too far, then deny it when Bianca brought it up. But she wanted it. Not just to fuck her sister, but to make love to her, which in a way is much scarier.

The thought of making romantic love to Bianca got Betsy really hot, and she masturbated about it all the time, even though she'd lie to Bianca and say she was fantasizing about some guy. The fantasies have been there all along, and the only way Betsy could express them was by teasing her sister. She couldn't bring herself to tell Bianca that she was getting off on being in love with her sister. What if Bianca turned away? That rejection would ruin her. Jeopardizing the relationship that meant the most to her was always out of the question, but now the thoughts and feelings were boiling over. She didn't just want to slap Maria, she wanted to kill her. An emotion you would only feel for someone you deeply loved. So, to compensate, she teased Bianca. What started with butt pinches and cuddling turned into making out with her at parties, which then turned into sneaking in a tongue kiss or pussy lick on set.

But... How did she know Bianca DIDN'T feel the same way? It was Bianca's idea to get into the porn industry, it was Bianca who wanted to share not only a bedroom but a bed, and it was Bianca who first came out as a lesbian. And, weirdly enough, Betsy would make fun of Bianca for dating women who looked very similar to her, though Bianca would say that it was more of a "clonecest" than "incest" thing. Oh god. If it were true then Betsy has been torturing her sister for years. A wave of guilt came over her. She realizes that this is the wave she's trying to avoid. Either Bianca doesn't feel the same way and would crush her, or she does feel the same way and Betsy's been torturing her. Was that the real reason Bianca was crying? Betsy couldn't say, and that bothered her. She determines right then that this can't go on like this. Something has to change.

The twins carried the rest of the night like normal. Enjoying dinner, some relaxation, and eventually getting ready for bed. Both twins wore shorts and T-shirts, and got under the covers for the night.

After some silence, Betsy felt a little bad about something she said earlier, and since her sister was in a bad place she thought it might be good to clear it up. "Bianca?"

"Yeah?"

"If I were to go lesbo, you'd totally be my type."

Bianca smiles. "Thanks, sis."

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The next day was pretty packed for the twins. Breakfast, work out, shoot a scene at a house in the valley, lunch with some producer, then a shoot at a studio. Both shoots were with two other men, so it's easier to keep the twins away from each other, but that didn't mean they weren't both thinking of it. Both Betsy and Bianca stole glimpses of their identical sister being fucked.

They hit some heavy traffic coming back from the studio, so by the time they got back home they had very little time to get ready. The twins made their plan in the living room.

"Okay, we both need a least an hour and a half to get ready." Bianca starts.

"But one of us has to wait for the shower." Betsy continues.

"So that adds at least another half hour --"

"And I hate putting on makeup when it's all steamy."

Betsy thinks about it. Both their minds, for once, were not on sex. But then she gets an idea. "We'll help each other get ready."

"Like when we were little."

"Right. Two birds with one stone. Let's go."

Both women strip naked and head for the bathroom. Betsy turns on the shower, waiting for the hot water to kick in, while Bianca ties her hair up into a bun. Once hot enough, Bianca ties her hair up and enters the shower with her sister. Both women, for once in their lives, were not thinking about sex. The time crunch and small shower killed any mood they could have.

Betsy gets a good lather with the soap then hands the bar to Bianca. Both women get their bodies in a good lather, but then hand off duties to their sister. Lathering up their back, shoulders, and butt. After another lather Betsy takes care of Bianca's legs and feet, before Bianca does the same. For rinsing time, both women wipe away any suds they see on each other, and dump water where needed. Within twenty minutes, both women were clean.

Bianca shuts the water off while Betsy grabs the towels, tossing one to her sister. They quickly dry themselves off and head for the closet. Bianca pulls out the long, leather, identical gowns from the closet. They're still wrapped in plastic.

"I'm so glad we got a chance to wear these."

"I took a shot when I bought them."

"Glad it paid off."

They throw the gowns on the bed and head for their dresser. The twins pull on their matching, lacy, black bra and panties, then head for the bathroom. Using the steam to their advantage they styled their hair into fashionable buns, leaving only their bangs. Loose. They helped and checked each other along the way, since there was only a small mirror to look at. Being identical has its advantages, especially when it comes to makeup. Rather than use the mirror, they could just look at themselves, and apply makeup on each other.

Once they were done they headed back to the bed. Betsy grabs one of the gowns and pulls the plastic off.

"You go first. It's your night."

Betsy places the leather gown on the floor, making a donut shape for Bianca to step into. She pulls the dress up by the corset, allowing her sister to wiggle it into place. The tight corset hugged Bianca's curves perfectly, and the leather cups cradled her cleavage beautifully. The long leather skirt elegantly hugged her hips and cascaded off her ass, stopping only inches from the floor, leaving room to show off the 6-inch black stiletto pumps Bianca just put on. Betsy grabs some jewelry while Bianca grabs the opera length leather gloves. A few moments later the look is complete. And Betsy is in awe.

"What? Do I have something on my face?" Bianca's a little weirded out by Betsy staring.

"No no, it's just..., we're gonna be the hottest bitches there."

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The twins drive the Corvette down the streets of Beverly Hills. Betsy is now put together exactly like her sister.

"Thank you for doing this." Bianca tries to keep her eyes on the road.

"No need to thank me. This is gonna be a blast." Betsy says.

"Yeah, but, I know it's not your thing. You've really stepped up for me and I appreciate that."

"You deserve it, sis." Betsy takes Bianca's hand. Both women love the feeling of the leather gloved hands holding each other, and both realize that now, at this moment, they're back to thinking of sex.

The car navigates the round driveway, stopping in front of the large entryway. Two valet ladies open the doors for the twins, lending a hand to help them out of the low Corvette. Bianca smiles at the stunned woman, and hands her the keys. She joins her sister on the other side of the car. "Ready?"