Winning Brought Me Twin Prizes

It was a great weekend morning. I just returned to bed after freshening up, ready for Daria and Tara. The twins attacked me like bitches in heat: Daria's lips latched to my hardening cock like it was a big lollypop and sucked hungrily on it while Tara placed my hand on her perky tit and French kissed me. I was on my back with the 2 cats all over me.

My pecker resisted Daria's expert mouth for a much shorter time than I wanted. I was ready to shoot when she pulled me out of her mouth, straddled my body, and began riding me cowgirl style. Not to be outdone, her sister changed her position, too, and sat on my face. I loved the musky smell of her drenched cunt and licked the abundant nectar. Due to Tara's body before my face, I couldn't see what was happening above me, but the movements of their arms and the muffled noises revealed they were playing with each other as well. As often happened before, the twins climaxed almost simultaneously. I held a couple of minutes more and then erupted in Daria's pussy with my tongue still licking Tara's clitty.

After our morning threesome quickie, we rested for 15 minutes in bed and then ate breakfast. We finished around 10, and I announced, "Girls, the Paris Olympics on TV is about to start, let's watch it."

...

In 2019, I was 22 years old preparing to participate in the Olympics in Tokyo. I trained with others on the team in California. We did well and got world class results. Of course, Michael Phelps was our hero and broke several world records, but I was doing very well too and held the second best time in my style. The event was scheduled to open in July 2020 in Japan, and we were happy the games were to start soon.

Every weekend, I returned back to my home town and all my friends huddled around me and cheered for my success.

Being 6'2", 185 pounds, athletic, and famous were like magnets to the opposite sex. To say my weekends were fun was an understatement. I was spending my time with my girlfriend, Rose, at bars and partying with friends. However, by the end of 2019 we separated. She moved to Australia with her family. We continued keeping in touch mostly via social media, but it wasn't the same.

I got depressed and my swimming suffered. My friends saw my sour mood and asked if they could help, but I said that I missed Rose. Unbeknownst to me, they held a meeting and decided to find me the right girl who would cheer me up and motivate me to reach the level I was in before. As I found out later, female volunteers were plenty, and the question was who would make the selection for me.

The discussion took several weeks and then Covid invaded the USA. In many cities, the streets were empty, stores closed, and hardly any people were walking around. Training facilities shut down and even the Tokyo Olympiad was rescheduled for 2021. The pandemic halted many events. Among the programs that got postponed was the one my friends were to hold, choosing a girl to replace Rose.

One day, my best friend, Robi, called me, "Nate, let's have a talk."

"What is it?"

"Are you still grieving Rose's departure?"

"You know I do. Why?"

"I think we found a temporary solution. We had a Skype meeting with 20 online. It was 4 of us and 16 girls. We talked about one subject only. What to do about making Nate happy again and encourage him to bring a medal for the USA."

I was curious, "And?..."

"After hearing from each one of the contestants, comparing their physical appearance, reputation, and fun-to-be-with, we ended up with 3 contenders: 1. Rebeca, 18, 5'8", 135 pounds, B-cups chest, cheerleader, pretty, funny, willing to leave her current boyfriend for you. 2. Annie, 20, 5'6", 123 pounds, D-cups tits, pretty, smart, rich kid, loves sports. 3. Emily, 20, 5'7", 128 pounds, C-cups breasts, pretty, you've met her in the swimming pool before. When we were about to get offline, somebody by the name of Daria joined and asked to talk. We let her, and she said that due to the pandemic, she and her twin, Tara, were scared to go out unless they had to, but they had seen you both on campus and compete, and were willing to give you a special prize if you were to bring a medal in the Olympics. What do you think?"

"I don't know. I've seen each one of the 3 girls you mentioned. The only one I've actually talked to was Emily, and she is nice. But with Covid restrictions, it would be difficult to form a reasonable relationship."

"I'll ask Emily to call you, and you decide what you want to do. In addition, I'll contact Daria and encourage her to mention to you her offer."

"Thanks, Robi, and I hope Covid will disappear soon."

...

Emily phoned me an hour later, "Hi Nate, sorry Rose left. I cannot replace her, but I like you. A lot, and would happily date you."

"Emily, we talked a few times, and I remember you as pretty and nice, but other than that, I don't know much about you. Do you have hobbies?"

"As you know, I like swimming. I'll never be as good as you, but I love being in the pool. I cook, I like Tom Cruise and Matt Damon movies, and watch sports on TV."

I chuckled, "Did you read my life story? I like the same things."

She was surprised, "I know many guys like similar things I do, but I didn't know about you. Are you saying you like cooking as well?"

"Not the actual cooking, but I read about it, consider myself a connoisseur of chocolate and white wines, and on travels, I eat at gourmet restaurants."

"Nate, would you like us to meet?"

"Can you come to my house? It is a big one. My parents' rooms are on the first floor, and mine is on the second. More importantly, they consider me an adult and let me do whatever I want."

"Yes, this will be better. My parents are more conservative, and now, that Covid has become more prevalent, they restrict my visitors and insist on facemasks the whole time."

"When can you come?"

"How about Saturday at 10 am?"

"I know where you live. I'll be there. See you soon."

An hour after Emily's call, my phone rang again. It was Daria.

"Nate, is it you?"

"Yes. I heard from Robi you wished to talk to me."

"Tara and I saw you around and got fixated on you. Unfortunately, during Covid we cannot go anywhere. We are 19 years old and are officially adults, but our mother is overprotective and says that until the vaccine is available and proven to be effective, we are not to leave the house except for necessary errands. Initially, we wanted to meet you and have coffee with you, but now that the world is going berserk, we'll have to postpone everything for the future. Tara and I heard you were going to the Olympics and lost your girlfriend lately. We want you to succeed and thought about a way to motivate you to do well. Tara is the wild one among us, and she said that if you excel and come back with a medal, you'll get us both for a full weekend."

I laughed, "Daria, I recall seeing you one time; I think it was at a party. You looked beautiful and I loved your cute smile. Does your sister look like you?"

"If you see one of us, you won't be able to tell who it is. Sometimes I look at her and I get the feeling I am in front of the mirror..."

"Sounds interesting. So these days you don't meet your friends?"

"No. We connect by phone, e-mail, or social media."

"Sorry to hear that. Listen, thanks for the generous offer and say hi to Tara."

...

On Saturday, Emily rang our doorbell on time. She wore a nice floral blouse and a mini skirt. She brought a facemask in her hand and asked at my door if I wanted her to wear it. I smiled and said, "If you have no symptoms, it's not necessary."

I led her to my room and she sat on the sofa. I offered her something to drink or eat. She agreed to have green tea. I went to the kitchen, made tea for both, and put it on a tray with lemon slices, sugar/Splenda, honey, and various cookies. When I was back, I saw her checking the pictures on my walls.

Emily grinned, "I see many pictures of Mark Spits and Michael Phelps. Why don't you have some of your pictures winning medals?"

"I see myself in the mirror every day. I don't need to see my photos. In another room, I keep all my cups, medals, and certificates, but I rarely show them to anybody."

"May I see them?"

I smirked, "Did you come here to see Nate or the swimmer?"

She winked, "May I see the prizes and cum with Nate?"

I gazed into her eyes, surprised by her overt suggestion. Emily was in my house less than 15 minutes and already offered sex...

We went to the small room adjacent to mine. On one wall there were 32 certificates and documents attesting I won in regional and national competitions. On another wall, there were 3 shelves with cups of all sizes and a board with my 21 medals. On the 3rd wall, there were 2 large pictures of me. The first showed me smiling after a winning race, and the other standing on the podium with my hand on my heart while the American anthem was playing.

Emily inspected each item and hugged me, "Nate, I was obsessed with you for a long time. I never thought you'd pick me over the others. Thank you."

"Why not you? You are beautiful, nice to talk to and we share the same interests."

"All true, but there were girls who were prettier and more... busty."

I giggled, "Dear girl, men like women with nice breasts, but if breast size was my priority, I'd find me a nice cow."

"You are so funny. I like you."

"Let's go back to my room."

We sat on the sofa and I asked if she cared to watch TV. She agreed. We had tea and cookies and watched the latest Mission Impossible movie. When Emily finished her tea, she moved closer to me, leaned her head on my chest, and placed my hand around her shoulder. I caressed her upper arm and smelled her hair. I felt good with Emily. She looked good and was easy to relate to. She was not pretentious, fake, or playing hard to get. She wanted me, admitted it, and asked nothing in return.

About 20 minutes into the movie, Emily moved my hand from her upper arm to her covered breast. I massaged her firm tit and felt her nipple stiffen under me.

I whispered, "Your breast feels very nice."

She continued watching the screen, but opened the 2 upper buttons on her blouse and inserted my palm inside. Her silky bra was pleasant. I tweaked her mammary and felt my pecker begin to engorge. Pretty soon, it reached the waistband of my briefs and started aching. I tried to shift slightly to push it sideways, making it more comfortable, but I wasn't successful. Emily noticed my movement and glanced at my groin.

She grinned, "Sorry to have caused you inconvenience. Let me fix the problem, but remember you owe me the part of the movie I'll miss."

Next, she unzipped my fly, lowered my briefs carefully, and fondled my pole. She stared at it admiringly, "Nate, it's a beauty. Thick, long, hard, just like I imagined it would be. Lean back and let Mama take care of you."

I moved slightly back and watched her. Emily kissed it gently and milked the tip. She must have gotten a drop of precum because she raised her head, smiled, and mumbled, "And you taste good too." Her lips latched to my cock again and I saw my organ gradually vanish into her hungry mouth.

I didn't believe she could do it, but she was successful in what I hadn't seen any of my prior girls accomplish before. My erect member was buried deep in her throat, and her chin touched my ball sack! She began bobbing my cock in earnest. I lowered her bra, kneaded her perky tit, and rolled the hard nipple between 2 fingers. She moaned over my prick that filled her mouth.

While we played, I tried to peek at the movie, but I could not concentrate. Emily's BJ was excellent. I warned her I was going to cum soon, and she raised her hand, showing a thumbs up sign. Shortly after, I erupted in her sweet mouth, sending jet after jet of hot lava directly into her throat. Emily shivered mildly when I was cumming but was able to swallow everything without spilling a drop.

When she was done, she sat up, smiled, and said, "Nate, I forgot to mention among my interests that I like the taste of seed. Thank you for your present. Now, tell me what I missed."

"Sorry, Emily. Your oral job was so pleasant, I could not focus on the screen. But this movie is on Netflix, so we'll go back and see the parts we missed."

During the rest of the movie, Emily put her head on my lap. When it ended, she stretched and said, "As I said, I like Tom Cruise movies. He is not just a pretty face but a good actor and does many of the stunts himself."

"You are right."

"So what would you want us to do now? We can stroll in the nearby park. These days, there aren't many people there, so it's pretty safe. Or if you prefer to have sex, that is OK too..." Her eyes brightened.

I inspected her eyes, "Which one would YOU like more?"

"My preference is to be fucked thoroughly. Blowing you aroused me. When you orgasmed, I had a mini climax but it was not enough."

"Emily, it will be my pleasure."

"Do you need a short rest after cumming in my mouth?"

"Not at all. I climaxed more than an hour ago."

Emily's direct approach to sex surprised me. Girls often tried to establish emotional bonds first and wanted to delay sex even when they were interested as much as the guy. Whether they wished to show that they were 'good girls' or they wanted to make sure the guy was interested in more than just their body, from my experience, many believed in the '3-date rule.' Emily's approach was refreshing.

She undressed, climbed on my bed, and waited for me to join her. I kissed her luscious lips. She closed her eyes and murmured, "In my dreams, I saw us just like that. Side by side, kissing and making out."

My palm cupped her beautiful breast and pinched the dark nipple gently. She groaned and her hand rubbed my shaved pectorals. I kissed her neck as her palm descended to my 6-pack on the way to my dick. In anticipation of her hand, my organ began rising and pushed against her flat abdomen.

Emily grinned, "Feeling your cock hardening makes me want to suck you again, but I rather have it in my pussy. The good news - I am very aroused and my cunt is soaked, so you can use your swimming skills inside my body."

I smiled, "I am the swimmer. My penis isn't. If you are too wet, my buddy may need a floating device. Otherwise it may drown."

"Don't worry. I worked as a lifeguard on my summer vacation and completed a CPR course. I'll do the compressions with mouth-to-cock sucking, and I think it will wake up real fast."

"Emily, you were nice and blew me. May I return the favor?"

"Maybe some other time, and then we can do it as a 69. Right now, I am in the mood to feel you ravaging me. I wish to have your athletic body conquer my pussy and make me yours."

Subsequently, she spread her legs wide, and I moved in between. I lifted her legs over my shoulders and directed my prick to her snatch. She was right - the opening was super-moist. I penetrated slowly through her tight vagina, enjoying the nice lubrication. Once I was all the way inside, I began ramming in and out, gradually accelerating my pace. Emily groaned, and her fingers grasped my ass cheeks, pulling me deeper into her. I continued pounding her cunt at a steady rhythm, and my hands kneaded her full tits.

I was about to intensify my strokes when her torso shook. She tried to close her mouth, but at times, whimpers escaped it. I leaned on her body and kissed her. Her lips opened for me, and my tongue invaded her hot mouth.

I shifted gears and plowed her pussy at full speed, hitting her pelvis mercilessly each time. My lips disengaged from hers, I raised my upper body, and my fingers pinched her nipples. As my mouth left hers, she started screaming.

Watching her quivering body and grimaces was a powerful aphrodisiac, and I was ready to shoot my stuff. I accelerated one more time for the finale and then exploded in her vagina, dumping hot lava deep in her womb. As it often happened before, my cock was not ready to shrivel, and I continued ravaging Emily's perfect body for another 5 or 10 minutes before slowing down. Her orgasm lasted at least 15 minutes. Was it the definition of status orgasm? I wasn't sure.

Emily and I continued our relationship for about 6 months. During that time, I recovered emotionally and my swimming results reflected that. I was doing great and felt I was ready for the Olympics.

One day, Emily called and notified me she was found to be positive for Covid. It happened several months before the travel to Tokyo. We were happy that it happened now, because she be immune when it was time to fly. However, it wasn't to be. Emily did not recover completely. After 2 weeks, she was negative for the virus, but her demeanor, attitude, and memory were all shot. She had long Covid. I tried to contact her multiple times, but she became a different person. She hardly answered, ignored my requests to meet her, complained about constant headaches, and elected to stay away from me.

After falling for her, the separation from Emily was tough. But the Olympiad was to open soon. We, the athletes, spent the last 2 weeks at the national training facility, and then I flew to Japan with my teammates.

The opening ceremony was magnificent. The theme concentrated on Japanese culture from old Japan to today, displaying wonderful images of their heritage and contributions to the world. The parade of nations was arranged nicely, too. The sad part was the presence of Covid, which forced all the participants to wear masks. The large stadium, which could contain 68,000 people, was mostly empty except for dignitaries and journalists. The ceremony was seen on TV around the world.

During the games, we were instructed to stay in our lodging place and avoid mixing with other athletes. This was a big disappointment because the biggest fun in prior Olympiads was meeting other young athletes and intermingling.

My preliminary round was on the third day. I qualified easily and was successful in reaching the final. My result in the semifinal was second best after the Australian, so I knew I had a good chance of getting a medal.

In the final, my start was not the best, but after the first lap, I remembered my former girlfriend, Rose, who left me and moved to Australia. It gave me extra motivation, and I increased my speed. I finished first, 3 hundreds of a second before the Australian! I was on cloud 9. A gold medal after being second in America and second in the semifinal!!!

...

When the Olympiad was over, I returned to my hometown and found a huge board on the gate to the city, 'Nate, you are our golden boy. You made us proud. We love you.' By then, the Covid vaccine was available, and many restrictions in the city were lifted. Most people were still careful and avoided larger crowds, but WE were not. We were young, invincible, and not so smart. We were fortunate: Several guys had Covid despite the vaccine, but nobody among my old and new friends developed long Covid. I tried to contact Emily again but was told by her mother she was not doing well and didn't want to be disturbed.

Ten days later, as I was eating dinner, I got a phone call from Daria.

"Hi, Nate. I didn't want to interrupt when you came back. I thought you deserved your moment of glory with your family and friends. Did you enjoy the celebrations in your honor?"

"I loved everything. I guess it would have been even more cheerful if Covid was not around, but overall, it was excellent."

"You achieved your goal. It wasn't just a medal but a gold one. Remember I called you before and promised you a special prize?"

"Yes, I do."

"Just before the Olympiad, I heard Emily got sick and did not recover. I called her Mom yesterday, and she was still in bad shape; otherwise, I'd ask you whether you'd like to cancel our prize. But hearing she was all but out of the picture, we are ready to give you your well deserved prize. A weekend with the 2 of us, as promised."