Chapter 4

I quietly slipped out of bed and after relieving myself, I brushed my teeth and jumped in the shower. Soon my sisters were up. Both sprayed me with cold water when they flushed the toilet. I hate that. I wanted them to join me in the shower, but there wasn’t room for three. Two would be a tight fit but could work. As I finished washing my hair, Sara slid her naked body in with me and let the water cascade down her body. I started to soap her up when the curtain opened, Tina wanted in, so I stepped out. We need a bigger shower.

The two of them started soaping each other up. Water was soaking the floor, so Sara said, “Sorry.” And shut the shower curtain. I flushed the toilet, they both screamed obscenities at me, and I laughed as I left the bathroom.

I dried off in my room, dressed, and thought about fixing breakfast, but decided on donuts. As I passed the bathroom, I stuck my head in the door. They were giggling. I said, “I’m going to run for donuts, I’ll be right back.”

Behind the curtain, one yelled, “Bear Claw” and the other yelled, “Bavarian Cream.” I closed the door and headed for the market down the street. I found Tina’s keys and took her car. Dad had bought her a used Jeep and I wanted to check it out. I picked up half a dozen pastries, some OJ, milk, and a few things I thought we needed.

Back at the apartment, I was hoping for panties and t-shirts, but they were dressed and putting on their faces at the kitchen table. They both had lighted mirrors and what looked like a fishing tackle box full of various bottles, pencils, and lipsticks.

Setting the groceries down, I asked, “What’s the plan?”

Staring in her mirror and applying her red lipstick, Sara said, “We’re going to spend some of Dad’s money. We will be gone for a while.”

Tina spoke up, “And we have decided you cannot play with yourself while we’re gone.”

“Excuse me?” I said perplexed.

Sara continued, “You have two women that are going to need to be serviced, and if you are spreading your seed around, there won’t be enough for us. So, no jacking, edging, or any other kinds of stimulation.”

I smiled at their orders, but the rewards were just too great, and I agreed. Providing they followed the same rule. After we had a bite and they finished getting ready, they both kissed me and left. It was football time and I turned on the TV and assumed the position on the couch.

After some time, I got a little concerned and called Sara. They were on their way to pick up some dinner and would be home soon. Half an hour later, they came through the door. “Bill, could you go and get Tina’s table out of her car?” Sara called out.

“Table? You bought a table? I inquired.

Tina jumped in and said, “No, it’s my massage table. I want to show Sara what I have learned.”

“Learned?” I asked.

“Yeah, I’ve been taking classes. I’m thinking about opening a spa.” Tina said.

“Cool, am I going to get a session?” I asked hopefully.

Sara cut in, “Not if you don’t go get the damn table stud.” I walked out and it wasn’t that big of a deal. It folded in half and was latched closed. It weighed about thirty pounds. I carried it in and sat it down out of the way. Tina stepped up, kissed me, and thanked me.

They brought pizza and beer. We lounged around the coffee table and watched TV. I was left out of the conversation as they covered all manner of topics. All of which had nothing to do with me or what I concerned myself with. I enjoyed watching them interact with each other. Their smiles and laughter entertained me.

After an hour or so, I asked Tina, “So ... can I set up your table, I’d like to check it out.”

“Sure, let me grab my gear and we’ll get Sara up there and I’ll show you what I know.”

Sara, only half paying attention, asked, “Did you say you were going to put on a show?”

Tina smiled and said, “Yes, but I’m going to need your help.”

“What do you need me to do?”

Tina took her by the hand and said, “Come with me.” And led her out of the room. I opened the table and after moving the coffee table out of the way, set it up in front of the couch and chairs. I hoped I was going to get that show.

A few minutes later the girls came back. Sara was in her bathrobe and Tina was wearing what looked like nurse’s scrubs. I could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra as they walked toward me. Tina set a bag on a chair, took out a bottle, and placed it into a bottle holster on her waist. She laid a large towel on the table. She turned to Sara, reached out, and removed her bathrobe.

My sexy twin was now naked and crawled onto the table face down. Tina said, “Normally I would cover the client with another towel, but we have all seen you, and you’re just too cute to cover up.”

Sara went, “Ahhh.”

I sat on the back of the couch to get a better view. Tina, standing on the other side of her pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it to me. She retrieved her bottle, dripped oil onto Sara’s back, and began to rub her. Sara had her eyes closed and remained still. Tina worked her back, shoulders, and neck.

The site of a naked woman covered in oil is a fetish of mine and I had to strip off my clothes. Tina moved down to Sara’s legs and introduced more oil. That’s my motto, more oil. Tina was slathering it on. Running her hands up and down her firm legs, Sara let out a small moan. Tina worked her feet and ankles, moving up her calves and the back of her knees. I watched as Tina continued to her ass cheeks, rubbing them with oil, some leaking down the crack of her ass.

Tina let the middle finger of her right-hand slip down her crack and touched her asshole and then returned to her cheeks and legs, constantly moving her hands. Back to her ass and now two fingers dipped down and slid easily into her vagina. Sara cried out, spreading her legs some. I got up and moved to the table to get a better view. Tina pushed her oily fingers in and out of Sara. Then Tina instructed her to roll over.

I think I heard a sigh of disappointment, but she did as told, and seeing me standing next to the table, she grabbed my cock and stroked it, her hands now covered in oil. Her hand felt great, but Tina poured oil on her tits and stomach and rubbed her body. Sara’s eyes were closed as she stroked me and enjoyed Tina’s hands.

I now put my hands on Sara’s body and began to massage her shoulders and breasts, Tina working on her legs and hip, occasionally letting her hand graze her pussy. Touching her clit, letting a finger trail through her labia, rubbing her anal sphincter.

Sara’s head rested on the face cradle of the table. Tina moved up to Sara’s head, bent down, adjusted the headrest, and lowered it down. This caused Sara’s head to fall back somewhat. I was watching this when Tina moved me so that my cock was in front of Sara’s face and guided me to her. Sara opened her mouth, and I slid my cock to the back of her throat, my balls pressed against her nose and forehead. Sara’s lips encircled my shaft, and I began to move in and out of her face.

Tina moved back down the table, spread Sara’s legs, and pushed two fingers into her pussy. Sara moaned loud on my dick, and I almost came but managed to hold still until the feeling subsided. I could feel Sara’s tongue tickling the head of my cock. Licking the precum leaking into her mouth. Sara pulled me free and said, “You can cum down my throat if you desire.”