Summary- Foster twin sisters get down and dirty in college dorm room.
Codes- FF, incest (adopted twin sisters), interracial, oral, exhibition, voyeur, tribadism, toys.
Intro- This story is fictional and was written for entertainment, not financial profit. Any resemblance between the characters or plot and something not my creation is coincidence or used as referenced fanfiction. The plot takes place alongside and immediately following my previous stroke work "I Want You." It is also connected to other stories I have written- the main characters' father has an onscreen role in "Debrief" for example- but nothing should be necessary as a first read.
Feedback is appreciated. Hope readers enjoy.
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Kinsolving Dorm, University of Texas at Austin, Autumn 1996.
"Hey. I think the girls next door are fucking each other."
Tara Shapiro looked up from her math textbook and raised an eyebrow at her sister Shauna. "Are you sure? They usually bring over some lucky guys."
"I'm very sure," said Shauna. "I've been listening to them through this wall for the last few minutes. Nicole asked Lisa about being bi-curious, then asked if she could date her. They exchanged some confessions and now I'm pretty sure Nicole is making Lisa scream."
Tara put her studies aside, stood up, and walked across the dorm room. She then sat down beside Shauna on her sister's bed and put her ear to the wall.
Lisa and Nicole are the nymphos who live next door to us, Tara reminded herself. They invite guys over to this dorm more than anyone else we know. Perhaps they're not nymphos, they just get lucky a lot. Whatever. Shauna and I have a few classes with them, and we've chatted with them on campus and studied together here and there. Nicole's one of those ethereal blonde engineer chicks, a third year from Dallas. Lisa is a freshwoman like us, a bossy redhead biker babe from Houston who wants to be a psychotherapist. Our first week in the dorm, she went around knocking on doors and telling young women if they needed amateur talk therapy they could look her up. She also claimed to be good at martial arts, so if anyone needed a workout partner or a quick emergency defense... Shauna and I told her she seemed a bit desperate for friends. We had a good laugh when she agreed.
Shauna and Tara were both business majors. Tara was into logistics and accounting, while her sister was a personable sales type. They had been raised as fraternal twins- neither knew who was older and they both played with the role at times. Both were originally from war-torn Third World regions- Shauna from North Africa and Tara from the Middle East. Eighteen years old by best estimate, they had come to college together after growing up in the same foster family.
Our natural parents were part of the same refugee camp, Tara recalled, or so Dad's always told us. He's a military chaplain who adopted us after the US Army eliminated the terrorist cell who took our camp prisoner, killed our parents, and kidnapped us for human trafficking. We are among the survivors of the world's idiocy, he's always told us, and we deserved a better life. Mom's a nurse in El Paso. She raised us while Dad commuted back and forth from overseas to Fort Bliss. The universe has always played a series of cosmic pranks on Shauna and me. First it made sure we never knew our birth parents and stranded us in a nightmare situation, then it kept our adopted parents away from us a lot growing up the next thirteen years or so. We had to learn to depend on each other, above everyone else.
Now, we're in college together at UT-Austin, and during a Pride Month event in our first summer at college- seventeen weeks ago- we admitted to each other that we are both sexually attracted to both genders, and to each other also. No history of abuse sparked this, just honest interaction. We ended up going out to dinner, the first date either of us had with another person after saying no to guys all through high school for various reasons- no cars, political differences, lack of interest, whatever we could think up. Maybe we were waiting for freedom. I'm not sure.
I just know that by our third date, within a week, we were kissing frequently with heat. Then we visited a local adult store called Dreamers and bought a double-ended strap-on dildo. Soon after that shopping trip, we broke each other's cherries with that same double-ended dildo one torrid night. Since then we've continued jilling each other off regularly and even given the sister threesome fantasy to a few worthy guys here and there. We fully intend to live in a civil union with each other once we graduate college and continue these traditions. Thank goodness our family is libertine, or that last bit would be a seriously bad idea.
Tara, who was slimmer and wore her hair longer than her more athletic sister, frowned as she listened to the sounds from the room next door. "Yes!" Lisa was shouting in her Deep South accent. "Right there! Yes!" Nicole was letting out some accompanying moans.
"Yep," Tara confirmed with a shrug. "They're fucking. Good for them. I wondered when they'd get around to it."
Shauna shook her head. "Some of the people Dad enjoys debating wouldn't like this."
"And he'd just laugh and remind them all humans are God's children," Tara answered her sister. "Same as he told Mom when we came out to them back in July."
The two sisters traded a laugh while Lisa's screams from next door kept echoing. Shauna guffawed and pounded the wall with her open palm. The noises of coupling continued, so she kept up her hammering for a bit, then ceased it. "Never mind. They're not stopping."
"And why should they?" Tara shrugged. "Seriously, how many one night stands have those two had this semester? It's mid-October, and they've had at least twelve each, by my count. This is their first hook up with no guys involved, right?"
