A New Life of Pleasure (Tellmi Moore@Mr Incognito)

[Mr Incognito]

Richard Blackwood had all any normal man could possibly hope to have. As a young boy, he had always been bright and clever, more so then most boys his age. He absorbed knowledge like a sponge, reading books well beyond his reading level in grade school. His parents were proud, but often too busy fighting with one another to really acknowledge his accomplishments. Only his younger twins really seemed to pay any attention to him, and though he appreciated the effort on their part, it wasn't enough to make him feel at home. When he finished High School, Richard took the opportunity to move out of his house and make a home for his own. It was a humble start to what would become a larger empire, all starting in a simple apartment.

As soon as he was situated, Richard starting doing business in trading. He didn't specialize in one particular good or item, but rather, a large selection of things. Many thought it risky of him to try this at such a young age, but the young lad was smart enough to make it work. He was full of energy as he directed his small company, starting from nothing to create something. First, it was just him....then a handful of employees. Then more needed to be hired, he had to expand. Before he knew it, the company had grown very large, and he had a LOT of money. He was content just working, seeing his success take off....as well as his profits.

After a few years, Richard decided to "retire" with his fortune, a part of his company earnings still deposited into his bank accounts. He started to enjoy life more; he went to parties, sports events, had the finest mansion built, and obtained a taste for the finer things. Yet, as time went by, he felt he was missing something. A part of him felt unfulfilled, empty inside. He didn't quite know what it was, couldn't place his finger on it. What was more, he couldn't seem to find the one woman that he could settle down with, disappointed in all of them.

It was at this time he received a call from his mother, to whom he had been sending money to every now and then, hearing that she had divorced his father, and the twins were asking to move in with him instead of staying with either one of them. While he didn't really feel too sorry over the divorce, he remembered his younger sisters, and agreed to let them stay with him. He had no idea just how impacting this would be on his life.....

Richard stepped out of his bedroom, dressed and ready to receive his sisters at any moment. Despite the fact that he was rich and had a rather nice house, Richard was more about comfort then flair with his clothing. A simple white T-Shirt, a pair of jeans, and sneakers were all he needed to relax in the comfort of his own home (when he felt like clothes.) That luxury, he thought, might vanish soon. He had long, raven black hair tied into a pony tail, and was clean shaven. His green emerald eyes looked ahead with a piercing, steely gaze, and he was well fit. He walked to the family room, where no doubt he would soon welcome his sisters to his home.

 

[Tellmi_Moore]

Beth was younger, by four and a half minutes, and liked it when Leslie called her her "little sister". She liked it more when she used it as a justification to have Beth on the bottom. "Ooohh, mmmph.... you like that, little sis, don't you?" Leslie moaned as she held the Hitachi magic wand against her twin sister's clit, rubbing her tummy with a circular motion she knew, from experience, made it more difficult for her to hold back her climax.

Beth hummed a muffled "Mm-hm!" into her sister's puss as it pressed down onto her face, more smothering her moans than allowing her to pleasure it, the hot, wet lips grinding themselves against her chin and nose and teeth as she furiously tried to lick and nip at her big sister, desperately trying to hold back her mounting orgasm until she could first get her sister to climax, if not first, than close to the same time. Leslie never played fair!

"Ooh, come on! Eat me out! What's wrong? Come on!" Leslie teased as she pressed herself down onto Beth's face, moving her puss up to rub against Beth's forehead, out of range of her extended tongue - Beth leaned her head back, mindlessly trying to retrieve her sister's sex.

As a result her back arched and she felt herself... "Your so mean!" Beth shouted before all power of speech left her - shuddering, clenching, shaking climax exploding from her, her knees raising themselves, her toes curling.

Leslie laughed and kept holding the vibrating, round head of the wand between her sister's legs, even leaning down on her stomach and pressing her legs down to stop her from moving away. She kept holding it down, even as the stimulation became painful - Leslie didn't pull it away until Beth's pleading became pathetic enough to make her older sister smile, and she pulled it back, kissing Beth's thighs.

"I love you, Beth," she sighed, pillowing her cheek down on Beth's thighs.

"I love you... Leslie..." Beth said, hugging her sister's lower body, squeezing her bottom. "Ooohh... but you cheat!"

"Uh-huh," Leslie said mischievously. "But you still have to forfeit."

"Ooooohh..." Beth whined, tearing at the grass beneath her body. She was naked, lying on the gold grass late at night in a public park across the street from their brother's house.

Leslie was already standing, slipping into her black leather high heels (or maybe they were Beth's - it was hard to tell, as all four of their shoes were piled together, and both sets were identical. Leslie picked up the other two sets of shoes and dropped them into the nearby trashcan, leaned over the drinking fountain and sipped. Her arousal was still burning her, but she liked the feeling of denial as the cold, cold air bit into her hot, wet lips. She shivered and picked up her black, mid-thigh length trench-coat, belted it and looked down at her sister, who was sitting up, panting.

Both of them were identical. They were 5'5", fair skinned, blonde, but with shaved heads and waxed pubes.

"Here you go," Leslie said, tossing her sister's coat, identical to hers, at her, draping over her shaved head.

"Thanks," Beth said sarcastically, but still slipped on the coat gratefully, belted it. The coats did not have buttons or zippers, and weren't meant for warmth, merely as an accessory - it didn't even have belt loops, and though the belt had a buckle, there were no holes in the belt, as it was meant to be tied.

The sisters had started out on the east coast, fully dressed, but, as per their agreement - the rules of the game - each time one of them came, they lost a piece of clothing, until they reached their brother's place on the west coast. They had been using money they had been given for their next semester of college, eating at restaurants, staying in motels - finding public places to play with each other. The rules were, nowhere indoors, never anywhere where there wasn't a chance they could get caught, and they weren't allowed to wear any clothing while they played - no fingering under the table or licking under their coat.

Leslie unplugged the Hitachi from the outdoor plug at the base of the light pole - intended for laptop plugs - the plastic cap snapping over the socket to protect it from the elements. There was a bench next to the pole, but lying on the grass was more fun. Leslie rolled up the cord and put it in her backpack.

"Well, lets go," she said, excited.

"It's gonna look weird," Beth whined.

"What will?"

"I will. How am I going to look coming to him without shoes?"

"Just say you broke a heel on the way over, come on!" Leslie grabbed Beth's hand excitedly, and the two ran across the street.

Beth had the code to the front gate in her coat pocket, un-crumpled it and punched it into the box by the gate. It buzzed and clanged and they squeezed through before it was done opening. Ran up to the front door and pressed the bell. Both of them said "Surprise!" as their big brother opened the door, and hugged him tightly, grinning at each other, faces pressed against his chest.

 

[Mr Incognito]

Richard was sitting on his couch watching some television program when he heard the gate open outside, the metal hinges creaking, in bad need of oiling. With a sigh, he rose from his spot, switching off the TV with a remote before he tossed it aside. It would seem his runaway guests had arrived, and were already heading for the door; he had been expecting them to arrive after he'd heard they ran away from home from his mother. The logical decision, he thought pragmatically, would be for the to seek out a friend or relative, and it appeared they had done so. He wondered how they were; in truth, he had hardly known them at all. Most of his life, he had been expected to be the "mature adult", and while he was, he had resented his parents for it, never really shown affection by them. He wondered if his sisters were the same.

He got the feeling he was about to find out. When Richard opened the door, he was nearly bowled over by the two twins, who embraced him eagerly and without warning, pressing their faces against his chest. After recovering from the initial surprise of almost getting tackled, he placed his arms around both of them in an embrace. It seemed they were nothing like him, though they must have had some issues to run away. Richard put on a smile for them, though in reality, he wasn't quite sure HOW to react yet...especially to their choice in clothing. He wasn't quite sure how what they were wearing under those coats, but he could imagine it wasn't something warm. Beth wasn't even wearing shoes, which puzzled him slightly...but he chose not to ask questions.

"Beth! Leslie! What a pleasant surprise! You must have come a long way to see me!"

Richard ushered the two of them inside, closing the door behind them. It was certainly much warmer inside his house then it was outdoors at night, and he wouldn't have his guests standing in his doorway all day hugging him when they could be warm. He beckoned for them to sit on the couch, while he sat in a chair opposite to them.

"So, I heard you two ran away from home. I can only imagine the drama. What brings you two here?"