Caitlin and Rochelle are twins. They've always been identical in every way; even their taste in men, and sexual appetites. The two of them have always been inseparable, even when it comes to having sex with their boyfriends. But that's not all they've done together; long before they turned eighteen, they've also both fantasised about making love to their divorced father, Jack... That is... until it actually happened.
This is the story of how it came to be, that Jack and his twin daughters, Caitlin and Rochelle, would all live happily ever after, as a far too loving family.
***IF YOU HAVE NOT READ CHAPTER 1, PLEASE DO SO BEFORE READING CHAPTER 2!***
Scene 3: Back From The Date
Caitlin sat at home, on the sofa, beside a low-lit lamp, reading one of her books after her eventful detention with Miss Harper. Her father was still out at work, and it was just getting dark. She heard laughter and stumbling down the hall, and knew that was Rochelle coming home from Caitlin's date with Jason.
She smiled, and set her book down before walking over to the door to open it for her. To her surprise, Jason was still with her, and they both looked a little drunk. "Caty!! Oh am I glad to see you! Have you met Jason?" Rochelle said, mumbling half her words. "You're wasted, Rocco... it's only seven o'clock for god's sake, what did you two do, Jason?" Caitlin asked her slightly more sober boyfriend.
"Well, we just had a couple of beers up on the hill. We just sat under the stars and talked, like we always do..." Jason explained. "A couple of beers doesn't get my sister this drunk, and what are you doing taking her to our spot?" A peeved Caitlin asked. "Hey, I didn't know it was Rochelle until she'd had a few and told me... That's when I decided I should take her home and see why you didn't come instead..." he replied.
"I had detention with Miss Harper again." Caitlin explained as the two helped Rochelle into the living room, and set her down on the sofa. "That bitch. She's always victimising you. Doesn't she have a life? I should talk to her, tell her to..." "No... Jason... It's fine... I've dealt with it... look... we need to talk..." Caitlin said, dragging her boyfriend down onto the sofa beside her. "Nuh uh! No you don't, he's part of the plan, Caty. We need this boy to strip; and pronto!" Rochelle interrupted.
"Shut up Rocco, I'm doing this." "Don't you tell me to shut up, you...you whore!" Rochelle said before attacking her sister in a drunk fashion, not causing any harm, infact, causing both of them to laugh at her as they fell off the sofa.
"Look, you two, I see where Caitlin was going. No conversation starts with 'we need to talk' and ends without someone breaking up with someone, so I think I'll just go..." Jason said, helping the twins back onto the sofa, seating them next to one another. "Noo. You should stay." Rochelle said, stroking at Jason's groin. "Rocco! That's my boyfriend's cock you're touching!" Caitlin said, slapping her sister's hand away.
"Like you don't want me to fuck him with you. C'mon, We always fuck each other's boyfriends together!" Rochelle said, groping her sister's boyfriend, trying to undo his belt, but getting confused when she began to struggle, in her drunk state. "You do what?" Jason said, innocently, knowing he was finally going to get what he hooked up with Caitlin for. "We um... we share each other's boyfriends... It's a twin thing!" Caitlin explained.
"Oh... well... I think I'd better go..." he said in response, pretending to be a little freaked out by the concept. "No. Jase... If we're gonna break up, we might aswell do it one more time... with Rocco... I mean... it'd be a shame to end the streak we've been on... we haven't exactly kept a boy to ourselves for the last two years... you don't wanna be the one who broke the streak do you?" Caitlin said, starting to get aroused again as her sister had been kissing her neck since giving up on Jason's belt. She grabbed his hand and sat him down in between her and Rochelle.
"Well, no, I get enough stick at school as it is... I don't need to give anyone else any more ammo..." Jason said, keeping up the innocent act. "Can we get some stick now then?" Rochelle asked, turning her attention to Jason, beginning to kiss him all over his face and neck, as her sister began to undo his belt and trousers. With that Jason began to make out with his girlfriend's sister, while his girlfriend began to peel off his trousers, revealing a large bulge in his tight boxer shorts.
Rochelle then took off Jason's t-shirt and began to rub her hands up and down his body, while he groped at her body and lifted her shirt, after taking off her tie. At six foot one, and two hundred and fifteen pounds, Jason wasn't exactly a small guy; built as if he was carved out of stone, with bleach blonde, surfer hair, and steel blue eyes, he was any high school girl's dream.
His hard eight pack abs seemed to fascinate Rochelle, but Caitlin was more focused on his growing bulge. Caitlin whipped back her long brunette hair, and focused her dark brown eyes on the boxer shorts in front of her as she settled between her boyfriend's legs.