Chapter 5

Later that afternoon, Cathie walked into the assigned room and was greeted by two men who looked to be in their early 20s, and, were identical twins. They were wearing the same type of clothes, the same color, even their shoes were the same brand and color.

She’d read up on the Socks twins and found nothing to be too out of the ordinary. They were the sons of an important and influential politician from Nebraska, and as such visited the Embassy about four times a year. They were clean-cut guys, the dossier said, and always requested the newest girl. And, they always, always teamed up with each other.

Cathie went over and hugged and kissed each one of them, and, following the notes in the folder, began fondling their crotches as she alternated kissing them. Some visitors craved conversation and wanted to talk before getting down to business. Not the Socks twins. They had a couple of hours to visit and wanted to make the most out of it, so it was straightforward sex for them. Cathie felt their cocks through the shorts and felt herself start to moisten.

The two guys began removing Cathie’s clothes and soon she was naked. At just a few inches over five feet tall with a slender build, her slightly olive complexion and long, dark brown hair was set off by penetrating hazel eyes. The two young men took a step back to admire her perky, mid-sized breasts, dark nipples, and trimmed landing strip before closing back in on her. One of the twins went for her mouth, kissing Cathie passionately while the other latched on to a nipple, sucking at it while his hands started roaming up and down her body.

Soon the guys began removing their clothes, which consisted of shorts, polo shirts, and dock shoes, no underwear. Cathie glanced down and saw that their cocks were nice-sized, normal, and very hard. She was pleased and looked forward to this pounding. She had been off work for the past week, having been “her time of the month”, and was definitely in need of a good pounding.

The two guys lifted her and carried her to the unusually large-sized bed, big enough for a half-dozen or more people, set her down on the edge of it, then gently pushed her onto her back, a pillow under her head. This was also explained in the dossier. She thought it a bit odd that they always wanted the same position, but then figured it was probably some kind of “twin thing” and didn’t give it any further thought.

One of the guys moved up and straddled her chest, presenting his hard cock to her mouth. She opened it and began licking around the head, catching one small drop of precum. It tasted nice, a tad salty, but after a week’s inactivity, she mused that any cock product would taste good.

As Cathie started taking the guy’s cock into her mouth, him helping by rocking forward and back a bit, she felt the other between her legs, holding them up with his arms as his face moved forward, tongue licking at her outer lips.

This, she remembered, was their routine. One would straddle the girl and get a blowjob, and the other would lick pussy until it was his turn. When the first guy had come, he would move off and go to the bathroom for a quick cleaning, and the other guy would move up for his blowjob. When the first would return, he would continue the oral assault on the girl’s pussy. The rotation would continue and eventually, the guys would fuck the girl until they no longer could get hard.

As Cathie applied her tongue to the underside of the shaft in her mouth, she hoped that they’d be good for a couple of cums apiece, one each in her mouth, and her pussy. She squeezed the muscles in her thighs a bit, feeling the tongue between her legs now pushing its way inside of her. God ... what a way to make a living, she mused to herself.

Because of her positioning on the bed, and the one guy straddling her chest, she could not see the four faces that were peeking out from the bathroom, watching the action intently, gently stroking the cocks-in-hand.