Laura and the Twins
Night 1:
She handed the cabbie his dues through the window with a small hint of hesitation.
This is it
,
no turning back now.
As the taxi drove off down the quiet neighborhood street she was left standing on the sidewalk with her luggage. Looking down at her folded piece of paper, she checked the street number for the fourth time and then glanced at her watch.
8:30 pm, I hope I'm not too late for them
. With one deep breath she pulled on her backpack, grabbed her battered leather suitcase, and headed for the front steps.
Laura had always wanted to travel, but she was never able to save up enough money to do so until now. She knew that by herself she couldn't afford to pay for plane tickets and expensive hotels. To make it easier she had settled on using buses and had recently joined a website for "couch surfers." At first the idea of staying in the home of complete strangers was a frightening prospect for Laura, but she had always been fairly quick at making new friends online. After spending only a couple days planning and posting in the forums, she found the Landons.
At first glance she had assumed that Ben and Rosie were just another cute couple. The pictures in their profile showed them in various exotic locations across the country, often hugging and smiling or wearing silly hats and making faces. When she read on, she was more than a little surprised to find out that they were actually siblings. Ben and Rosie were brother and sister, renting a small home just a few blocks away from their college. Apparently they were able to save a great deal of money by renting a place together instead of using the overpriced dorms on campus. After a few instant-messaging sessions Laura was pleased to learn that the two were very friendly and loved sightseeing. Since they were in the middle of a semester they had decided to give back to the couch surfing community by offering their couch for the first time. Laura was unanimously invited by the Landon siblings to be their first traveling guest, and Laura felt very flattered by the invitation.
Taking another deep breath she leaned into the door bell button. Moments later the door opened and she found herself staring up at a beautiful young woman.
"Laura! We've been expecting you!" Rosie said with a smile.
Laura quickly noted that this particular 21 year-old dirty blond girl's online photos didn't do her justice. Rosie looked slightly taller, and a little more developed than Laura had imagined in her extremely short pink shorts and tight "too cute" labeled t-shirt. Laura blushed for a moment,
"Um, did I come too late? You look like you're ready for bed."
"Oh no, you're right on time. Ben's home too. Come on in!". At that moment Ben arrived at the door wearing baggy shorts and a t-shirt that said "insufficient memory".
After a friendly hug from Rosie, Ben offered to take Laura's luggage and she followed behind him as he led her into the warm little house.
"This is the living room, and there's the kitchen." He led her down the short hallway with three doors. "That's the bathorom," Ben pointed to the door at the end of the hall.
"This is Rosie's room," he nudged to the left. Laura peeked in the open door and could easily tell this was the girls room. It was bubbly and happy, just like her personality with cute anime girl posters everywhere.
"And this will be your room" Ben swung open the door directly across the hall from Rosie's room.
"I thought I was going to get the couch?" Laura asked.
Rosie chimed in, "No no no, we can't have any guest of ours sleeping on that tiny couch!"
Laura looked in and saw that it was obviously Ben's room, with computer desk, blue colored sheets and a couple centerfold posters for good measure.
"Trust me," Said Rosie, "it's the most comfortable bed in the house."
"Ok, if you insist, but where will your brother sleep?" asked Laura sheepishly.
"Oh, don't worry about him, he'll sleep anywhere." Rosie chuckled in a strange tone, forcing Laura to make a double-take.
Ben helped Laura move her stuff in, letting her know where the empty dresser drawer space was in case she needed it.
"Thanks, but I doubt I'll need that. I'm only staying the night, not moving in" joked Laura.
"Well, you never know" he replied. "It's a beautiful city, you might want to stay a while longer." he smiled, "Go ahead and get comfortable, then come to the living room we've got some movies & popcorn for tonight"
"Ok, I will!" she replied cheerfully.
Once Ben had left the room, she quickly changed into her most comfortable PJs and joined the brother and sister in the living room. The smell of popcorn filled the air, as the the TV was turned on to bathe the dark living-room with flickering light. Rosie commented on how much she loved Laura's pajamas, and demanded that she come sit next to her. There was only one sofa in front of the TV so Laura didn't have much choice, and was seated in between the two with Rosie on her left and Ben on her right.
To Laura's surprise the movie ended up being a very steamy romance. Through the first sex scene she felt a little bit uncomfortable between the two siblings, but to her surprise they didn't take their eyes off the screen. They were both completely silent, aside from the occasional crunch of popcorn, seemingly engrossed in the flick. Ben kept the bowl in his lap, which meant that Rosie had to reach over Laura to get to it, and every time she did this her left hand brushed against Laura's thigh. At first Laura thought nothing of this, but each time it happened her hand seemed to be further and further up her leg.
Why is she doing that? Is she in to me?
Laura's subconscious attraction to Rosie was starting to make her feel a little bit hot. The fact that Ben's muscular arm had somehow ninja’d itself around her shoulders didn't help much. Not to mention that they were essentially watching soft-core porn as if it were any other show.
Laura tried her best to keep her mind off of sex, but it wasn't helping and she was steadily getting more and more excited. She reached for the popcorn in Ben's lap, but in the dark she completely missed and her hand met with Ben's crotch. It took her a split-second to realize that her hand had actually landed on his bulge. The more shocking part of the matter to her was that it was hard, and it jumped the same instant that she touched it. Embarrassed, and hoping to god that he didn't notice, she quickly grabbed a small handful of popcorn and tried to pretend that it hadn't happened. If Ben noticed, he didn’t let on.
How could he not have felt that?
Maybe he's just being polite? Or, did he move the bowl on purpose?
The possibilities and implications spun through Laura’s mind, over and over.
About an hour into the movie a particularly raunchy scene started to play out on the big-screen in front of them and Laura began to feel a growing moisture between her legs. Between Rosie's warm hand, now placed innocently on her thigh and the thought of Ben's hard cock beside her was driving her beyond crazy, beyond reason. She started to fantasize that the threesome they were watching on the screen was her and the two siblings, instead of random actors. Without thinking her right hand stealthily made it's way between her legs. She rubbed herself only once, and only for a split-second. The power of the sensation nearly took her over right there on the couch. Apparently she had been teased far more than she realized, and had nearly soaked clean through a spot in her thin PJs.
"I think I'm going to head off to bed," Laura said feigning a small yawn.
"Are you sure, I think the movie's almost over." said Ben, as a particularly loud feminine moan echoed from the television, making Laura giggle to herself.
"Thats OK, I think I've already seen the ending to this," she lied. Laura really wanted to stay, to keep watching but her current state was agonizing, and on the inside she was completely embarrassed by her arousal.
Laura quickly found her way to her temporary bedroom, turned off the lamp next to the bed and slid under the covers. She left the door ajar, reasoning to herself that if she’d closed it they might jump to the right conclusion, and know exactly what she intended to do next. She bunched the cover sheets over her midsection to make sure that if she were seen the movement under the covers wouldn't be too obvious. The bed and sheets smelled like Ben; clean, but manly as well. She couldn't take it any longer, her hands dove into her PJ bottoms, and while she gripped her inner thigh with her left hand, her right hand rubbed the growing wet area of her panties, as the erotic sounds from the TV in the living room still echoed down the hall.
