Marcy and Macy Riggins had a reputation. Deserved or not, they had a reputation all over town, both at their high school and the nearby university campus. How they gained their reputations was largely due to the fact that they were 19 year old, statuesque, identical twins, and more identical a set of twins one will never meet. Their bodies were identical; the only way of telling them apart was that Macy had a small beauty mark near the hairline by her right temple. With the right hairstyle, she could easily hide it. Otherwise, both had identical blue eyes, identical smiles, identical hair, and identical 35-23-34 figures. They were both 5'8" tall and both weighed 118 pounds. Even more than the looks though, they were the same in other ways. They liked and disliked the same things, the same guys and they seemed to be able to almost read each other's minds. In fact, it was that very attraction to the same guy that got their reputations started.
It started out as a joke, back when they were fifteen and just starting to date. Both girls had a crush on the same boy. So, they decided to ask him out (an early sign of their aggressiveness). He accepted and went out with both of them together. After that, a few boys began to ask them out, but they wanted to go out with both of them at the same time. The girls laughed at the idea at first, until Marcy figured out that this could be what they needed to establish their popularity at school. She talked Macy into doing it, and ever since they never dated a guy separately, only going out on three-way dates. Of course, it didn't take long for some guy to start spreading the rumor that he had "done" both girls at once that their reputations began. At first, it was that they were into threesomes, which naturally evolved into incestuous lesbianism. None of it was true. Well, most of it wasn't true.
Nick Marrotta sat in the lecture hall of his last class of the day watching the clock. He had a date that night with these two twins that were supposed to be into all kinds of kinky stuff. His pecker stirred in his jeans just thinking about it.
As dates go, theirs was pretty routine. Some drinking and some dancing was about all. Looking older than their eighteen years, Marcy and Macy never had any trouble getting into clubs. Nick did enjoy rubbing himself up against each girl during the slow dances, but other than that it was nothing to write home about. Nick was a little disappointed when he dropped the girls off, but never let on to it. He got a kiss on the cheek from each girl, and after they got his phone number, the girls were striding up their walkway to the front door.
That night, back at his apartment, Nick lay in bed with a towel and a bottle of lotion, stroking his stiff cock to a satisfying orgasm. Meanwhile, back at the Riggins' house, Macy was sliding into bed beside her twin sister Marcy. She slid her hand down the front of her twin's panties as she leaned over to kiss her sister deeply.
When Nick answered his phone the following Wednesday night, he never would have guessed that Macy Riggins would be on the other end of the line. But sure enough, it was her indeed, saying that she and Marcy had enjoyed their date and wanted to know if he had any plans for this coming Saturday night. As luck would have it, Nick was free.
"Great, we'll see you about nine then?" Macy asked him. "You know the house."
"Yeah, alright, nine o'clock Saturday night," he replied.
"Super, see you then," Macy said and hung up.
Nick sat and thought about what had just happened for a moment. Their first date was alright, he thought, nothing spectacular, but he doubted he would call the girls again himself. Then out of the blue, they call him wanting to go out again. Oh well, it was better than staying home alone on a Saturday night, plus it wasn't like they were dogs or anything. These two girls were smoking hot! And lest he forget, they were twins, every man's fantasy! A moment's thought was all he gave it before going back to the ball game he had been watching before she called.
Saturday night rolled around and at nine o'clock, Nick was pulling his car up in front of the Riggins' house. He was about to shut off the engine and walk up to ring the bell, when he saw the front door open and Macy and Marcy come out. Between the porch lights and the street lights, Nick could see the girls and what they were wearing, and his dick started to get hard in his pants. Maybe it was a good thing he didn't go inside after all. It would've been kinda awkward meeting "mom" or "dad" standing there with half a boner for their daughters. They were dressed identically in ultra short denim skirts and thin white blouses. When they opened the car door and were in full light, Nick could see that their blouses were transparent enough to tell that one girl had on a red bra underneath and the other wore a black bra. He also noticed their high heels match their bra color.
"Hi, Nick," they said in unison as they got in the car. The front seat of Nick's car was, thankfully, a bench seat, and both girls slid in front with him.
"Good evening, ladies, but don't you both look lovely tonight," he said, eyeing the long legs of the girls as they slid into the seat, causing their already impossibly short skirts to raise even higher still. Their skirts were only a couple of inches from being completely up over their fantastic asses, and nearly all of their legs were exposed.
"Thank you, Nick. You're such a sweetheart," Macy said.
"What would you ladies like to do tonight?" he asked.
"Let's do a little clubbing first and see where that leads us," Marcy answered.
"Alright then, let's hit the clubs," Nick said as he pulled out.
The first club they went to was kind of dead. They didn't stay long. They had one drink each and left. The next club was livelier. It had a live band and they were playing modern rock. They stayed there for an hour or so, drinking and dancing. The band didn't play any slow songs, so Nick didn't get the chance to dance closely with either girl. They decided to leave and check out one more place. The next club was the hot spot in town. They had a dj and the dance floor stayed packed.
