I feel funny starting this story because I'm going to divulge some family secrets that perhaps I should not. I have changed the names and locations just in case a reader might make a connection. It relates to family activities up to 30 years of age. If the tale brings any embarrassments to living individuals they are coincidental and I am truly sorry.
I am an identical female twin. The only way our parents could distinguish us apart was by our navel; Julie's is deeper than mine. I came to understand this when mom would use a Q-tip, to clean out her navel when we were young and showered together. Well we still shower together at times. I'm Sherry by the way and age 35 at the time of this writing.
We were named after our grandmothers. Before were born, our parents purchased a doll. They placed the doll on the living room rug. They then placed quarters, one with the letter J on it and the other with the letter S on it into a coffee cup. They both took turns shaking and mixing the quarters. We were told mom held the cup over the doll and tipped it. The doll represented the first born so the coin nearest it would be called by the name the letter represented on it The coins indicated that I would be Sherry, 2nd born.
Growing up we were identical; having tantrums, being sulky, crying both at the same time. Our parents told us even diaper changes seemed to be identical within minutes of one another.
Growing up we were very close and helped each other out with school work. I excelled in math where Julie excelled in grammar. That was true through college. I guess from this we are different in parts of our brain.
When it came to boys we had problems. We both wanted the same guy. The folks and we would talk about it. They asking what were we going to do, if we wanted the same guy to marry us.
Sis and I chatted a lot about it from 6th grade on. The guys had a problem also. We dressed in different colors to help our friends out but we did not want to be different in our hair styles. Fortunately colors did not mean that much to either of us; we like all colors. At times we would dress the same and guys would always ask our name with a question.
In seventh grade, sis and I discovered that we had new sensations in our breast when we showered.
When the folks were out, we would sit and read mom's magazines on women's health and other topics. Sis and I would then verify those areas we could, later in bed. We soon discovered how great the tongue was and in a number of different places.
Thanks to mom and her magazines we were well educated. We often had wondered if she left them out on purpose. Reading all the material we could after reaching puberty, did not leave us with many questions to ask of mom as we matured and blossomed.
We even read how to please your man. We would giggle and laugh at the suggestion but came to find out they worked on the guys that we let get friendly.
We did not single date until our junior year in high school but still there was a lot of double dating and that was true for our senior year also. Sis and I decided in our sophomore year that we would lose our virginity together; at the same time but with different guys but in the same room. We no longer had cherries as guys call them because we broke them when we first started to menstruate by inserting personal hygienic items.
We would get guys off with our hands and let them finger us to orgasms in our senior year. Someone's parents always seemed to have left a house available for us to watch porn and play in the living room. Sis and I had agreed we would not take a guy to a bedroom or go with a guy to a bedroom. Being together we were watching out for each other. I hate to think what girls on a single date were struggling with at the time. Maybe they went all the way with the guy. We know a number that did sleep with guys. They would brag about it at school. Mondays seemed to be brag day.
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Off to college we went; same university but different directions. Sis wanted to be a lawyer and myself a dentist. Here, we were showing a difference. We both struggled in our senior year over it; Julie over being a dentist or lawyer and myself the same.
We shared the same apartment on campus being freshmen and we wanted to continue our closeness under the covers.
You know college; a lot of the same courses for freshman, particularly when you are pre something. We had almost identical classes but at different times and sometimes the same prof, others times not.
Julie came busting into the apartment late in the day on the second day of classes. "Sherry, Sherry, there is this guy in my English lit class that I want to be my first. He is so cool and hot looking. He already asked me for a date. He is soooooooo handsome."
"Wow, I met a guy today in chemistry. They paired us up for the lab. He hasn't asked me for a date yet but if he does I will say of course. The guy wants to be a dentist like me. So when's the date?"
"Friday night; we are going to have pizza and then get to know each other better at a movie. Ed wants to be a lawyer like me. Wouldn't it be neat if we connected and go through college as lovers? I am so wet thinking of him, filling me up and making those sticky deposits in me instead of on my hands or mouth. Well sis I have tons of work to get done. We can talk more about these guys later. I am going to grab a sandwich then to Angie's dorm to work on a project."
"Who is Angie?"
"She is in the same English class and we are teamed to make a presentation on the structure of a report."
"Have fun, catch you later."
The week was hectic. Jim asked me for a date in our lab session for Saturday night to which I agreed.
I was late getting to the apartment Friday after class because of missing a cross campus bus. When I opened the door I froze. Jim was standing there with Julie; our date was for Saturday.
I then managed, "Jim did we get our days mixed up? I see you have met my sister Julie already."
Julie said, "This is Ed, the guy I told you about. Why did you call him Jim and what's with this date thing?"
"Whoa ladies, I can explain. Jim is my brother and you must be Sherry, the hot chick in his chemistry class. He has talked about you all week since meeting you. This is scary. You two are identical twins like Jim and I. God, will he ever flip when I tell him. God, how are we going to tell you two apart? This is unbelievable as well as numbing."
Ed reached for his cellular, punched numbers and we heard, "Jim you will not believe this shit. I just met Sherry, the chick you have the hots for and she has an identical sister, Julie, my date, the one I have been talking about all week. Get your ass over here and take a look. We've got to figure something out so they don't pull a switch on us."
By now I had walked up to Julie and had wrapped my arms around her. We were looking each other in the face and grinning.
"Jim said that I was yanking him but he would come over anyway. Wow, two hot chicks. He is five minutes away. Thank god you guys have different colors and styles of clothes. Do me a favor and when he gets here; let's see if he can figure who's who."
"I had class with Jim in the morning. He might recognize the clothes, Ed."
"I doubt it. He is like me. I'm more interested in what's under the clothes than the clothes."
Julie and I roared.
The buzzer rang and Julie answered the door. I stood back and heard, "Hi Sherry. What's this BS that my brother is yakking about?"
"Hi Jim, come in and talk to him."
When he stepped further into the room and his eyes saw me, he froze except for his head swishing from side to side trying to comprehend what his eyes were telling him.