All characters are 18 and older.
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I've grown accustomed to my twin sister being a lesbian. It was weird when she told me. She was always with a guy and acting quite slutty. I always wondered what it would be like to fuck her. Once she told me she only liked girls, I gave up on that fantasy. When she met Carla, my fantasies kicked back into high gear. I never figured to live those fantasies. A guy can hope, though.
My twin sister, Erin, and her roommate/lover, Carla, were throwing a toga party. They invited me to join in. I think they were more interested in me helping with organizing and the cleanup afterward. I didn't care. Being around my sister and her girlfriend was always welcome. And, hell, one can't go wrong at a toga party.
I arrived early so they could put me in the proper attire for the night. When I arrived, I was stunned by the outfits Erin and Carla were wearing. Neither looked slutty as I expected. They both looked very classy. They planned their outfits very well.
Carla, a pretty blonde, was wearing an elegant white dress with gold trim. Over the dress was a white mesh material, like the puff of a tutu, called tulle. A very classy look highlighted with gold wristbands and gold chains. Erin looked much the same with contrasting brunette hair. Both looked very pretty and fuckin hot. They dressed me in more traditional toga garb, meaning, basically a sheet with a gold sash around my waist and one over one shoulder, and a Roman Laurel Wreath for a crown.
The party lasted through the night and into the morning. I didn't know anyone there and, having just gone through a bad breakup, I wasn't in the mood to meet anyone new. One annoying overly drunk chick did come on to me and removed my boxers. I have no clue where she, or my boxers, ended up. I could feel every breeze that blew up my skirt. Erin and Carla disappeared a few times, I assume to get a little lovin.
I must admit it was quite arousing to watch all the sex and debauchery going on. If my mind wasn't so focused on my breakup, I may have joined in on a few of the group parties I witnessed. As it was, I simply enjoyed watching the different people fucking each other through the night as I stroked myself a bit.
The sun came up and people started finding their clothes and leaving. It was nearly ten o'clock when the last guest was gone. Erin, Carla, and I sat on the couch and started talking about the success of the party. The conversation was mostly about sex. I was a bit shocked at their conversation being so open.
They talked non-stop about sex as I mostly sat, wide-eyed, and listened. Carla, sensing my wonder, suggested we play a little truth or dare. I didn't get to vote. The ladies decided it was a great idea.
The first round of questions was pretty bland. I sat between them as the game started. "How many people have you kissed or made out with?" "Have you seen anyone naked who didn't know you were there?" "What's the craziest thing you had to do for hazing?" Nothing earth-shattering.
When my turn came around again, I asked Erin something I'd been wanting to ask since she came out as a lesbian. "Are you really a lesbian?" She chuckled at the question. "I mean, like, like really? You don't hook up with any guys at all?"
She rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Okay, yes, I'm REALLY a lesbian ..." she paused, "but ..." she paused again. "I can be persuaded." She smiled as she finished.
I chuckled. "Really?"
She didn't want to expand on it. "You got your ONE answer to your ONE question. Okay, Carla," she giggled. "Truth or dare?"
Carla, being adventurous, answered, "Dare," and giggled.
"I dare you ... to make out with Jason," she challenged with a grin.
I didn't have a clue how Carla would answer. The look on her face told me she was intrigued by the thought. She smiled and looked at Erin and me a little funny. I thought I'd try to take the pressure off her.
"Um ..." I stammered, "I thought you two only like girls." Neither of them answered but Carla started positioning herself to carry out the dare. I cleared my throat nervously.
"I'll take that dare," Carla said and moved in to give me a passionate, lingering kiss. She slipped her tongue into my mouth and held my face with her left hand. Her right hand slipped around my shoulder as I moved to cup her cheek with my left hand. Then Erin leaned in and Carla moved to give her the same attention.
"Oh, yeah?" I said, a little shocked as they leaned over me for their kiss. My unsheathed cock began tenting the sheet I wore. It grew bigger when the girls broke the kiss and Erin turned and lip-locked with me in a passionate exchange.
I nearly shot my load when Carla reached down, slid her hand beneath the sheet, and stroked my cock. Then Erin grabbed my cock outside the sheet as our kiss ended.
I wasn't quite sure what to do, but I knew I wanted whatever they were doing to continue. I stuttered and stammered trying to think of something to say. Carla cupped my right cheek and pulled my face to her for another kiss. Erin continued stroking my cock from the outside of the sheet while Carla was rubbing my balls under it.
After I broke the kiss with Carla, not wanting this to end, I said, "So you guys wanna, maybe, keep playing?"
"Yeah," they giggled in unison and continued groping me. Erin was looking down at my covered crotch as she held my cock and stroked it.
Carla reached for Erin's uncovered right thigh. "You mean playing Truth or Dare?" she asked me with a giggle.
"Y-Yeah," I stuttered.
"Alright," said Erin as Carla, reaching over me, caressed her thigh.
"My turn," Carla said as she kissed Erin. She pulled away and said, "Mmmmm, Truth or Dare?"
I wasn't sure who she was asking but Erin beat me to the answer. "Dare," she smiled. She still had my sheet covered cock in her hand.
"I dare you tooooooo ..." she paused, "well," she pointed at her hand stroking me. Erin laughed. "continue giving him a hand job." They both laughed and giggled.
"WHOA," I stammered as Erin dove her face down to my crotch. I was speechless. All I could do was watch in shock and awe as she placed her mouth over the head of my sheet covered cock. 'This is my LESBIAN sister,' I thought to myself. 'WHAT THE FUCK?'
Out loud, I said, "HOLY SHIT!" just when she popped up and started another long, lingering, passionate kiss, still gripping and stroking my cock. Carla was still rubbing my balls. I reached back with my left hand and ran it up Carla's bare thigh.
When Erin broke the kiss, I turned and cupped Carla's cheek with my right hand and started another long kiss with her.
In the middle of the kiss, Erin said, "Jason?"
I broke the kiss and turned to Erin. "What?"
Without missing a stroke on my cock, she said, "Your turn."
