A/N -- Thanks for the positive feedback regarding this story so far. I wasn't sure how it would be received, so I'll admit to being pleasantly surprised so far. Despite it turning into a 'harem', I still like to provide a romantic edge, even if characters are sleeping with multiple partners. In the end, this is all fantasy and supposed to be good fun!
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Deborah
She felt the smile form immediately as she woke up, trying not to move as she first saw brunette hair then a forehead in front of her face, looking down to see her twin sister still fast asleep, snuggling into her body. Tightening her arms around her a little, she felt Katie shuffle, getting comfortable while still fast asleep.
It might be Christmas Day, but she wasn't in a hurry to get up. The days of waking up early to open presents had disappeared long ago. While the family did buy each other gifts, they were generally smaller things rather than the million and a half presents they received when they were children. As most of them were adults, it was more about spending the day together, gorging yourself on food, drinking yourself silly, and just enjoying yourself.
Still, she did have a gift on Christmas Eve from her sister. The only other person in the house who knew they slept together was their mother, and the only reason she knew was that she'd walked in on them when they'd started to fool around. What surprised both of them was the fact their mother didn't freak the fuck out and kick them out of home. Just like with her brother and Heidi, she sat them down, warned them of the dangers, asked them to keep it private from everyone else, but if they wished to show their love by being intimate, so be it. They were adults and knew the consequences.
The twins had shared a bedroom for years, only separating during their latter teenage years when they wanted more privacy. But even then, Katie or herself would still end up spending most of their time in the bedroom of the other. Deborah would admit she'd been the one to make the move on her sister that first time they were intimate. Her heart had been beating furiously when she bit the bullet and kissed her. To her surprise, Katie didn't recoil in horror. When her twin kissed her back, Deborah nearly cried. When they parted and stared at each other, Katie smiled. "Been waiting for you to do that," she'd said.
"Really?"
"Debbie, you're my twin sister. Think I don't know what you're thinking?"
"But... you're seriously okay with this?"
Katie proved she was okay by kissing her. Kissing led to them ending up on the bed together. That led to clothing being removed and hands exploring naked bodies. That led to bras and panties being removed, fingers finding wet places to reside, mouths and tongues exploring other parts of their bodies. Deborah had always considered herself a little bisexual, though only for particular women in her life. And that first time she devoured the pussy of her twin sister, and she made Katie moan, whimper and beg for an orgasm, she knew they would continue doing this for as long as they could.
Then Katie returned the favour, and for the first time she could remember, she nearly cried during and after sex. Most of the time, she just liked being fucked, but being intimate with her sister was a whole other thing entirely. Neither were virgins, though she figured to having a little more experience than Katie, but if she'd never eaten pussy before, Deborah would have been surprised considering she had one of the best orgasms of her life.
That was four years ago. Since then, they might have had the occasional boyfriend or friend with benefits, but the twins couldn't resist each other. More than once a week, they'd end up in bed together, eager to use mouth and fingers on the other, desperate to make their twin orgasm over and over again. Sometimes, they'd just want a quickie. Other times, they'd make love for hours, until they were exhausted, drenched in sweat, barely able to stand up.
Their mother discovered them within three months. The twins tried to be quiet when fooling around, but their mother would know when people were having sex in the house. The sounds were unique. Thankfully, all she did was open the door to find them enjoying one hell of a good sixty-nine. Both girls freaked out, their mother simply smiling, stating they would talk in the morning.
Once it was accepted by their mother, there was no stopping them. And they shared particular days. Katie's birthday, Deborah ate her pussy whenever she could. Deborah's birthday, Katie returned the favour. Australian Day, drinks, barbeque, sixty-nine. ANZAC Day, pay their respects with two finger salutes into each other's pussy. Christmas Day, they would have some of the best sex of the year the night before. New Years Eve was the only day and night which was a struggle to do something. And, of course, the anniversary of their first time being intimate was always a special night. Their mother figured that out quite quickly too, thinking it was rather sweet.
"Katie," she whispered, her sister slowing stirring. Watching her eyelids flutter open, meeting her eyes, the smile was immediate and infectious.
"Debbie, you ruined me last night."
"Well, I seem to remember you asking me to make you cum harder than you had in your life. And as I love to do what my sister asks of me..."
"I love you."
Deborah kissed her softly on the lips, caressing her cheek, their noses almost touching. "Love you too, beautiful."
Katie snuggled into her. "Guess we'll have to get up soon. God, if Mark found out we fooled around..."
"He won't freak, trust me on that. I think he'd want to join in."
"You'd want him to join in, Debbie."
"Katie, come on, you're just like the rest of us..."
"I know you want him, Debbie, but..." She lifted her eyes and sighed. "Confession for my sins?"
Deborah felt her eyebrows rise. "What?"
"I'd feel like I was cheating on you."
"But... Katie... we've been in relationships and..."
"Debbie, you've always been the more important. I slept with them as cover for the fact I wanted to be with you more than anything." Resting her head against her chest, Deborah caressed her back as Katie started to shake slightly. "Confession two," she whispered, taking a deep breath, "He's old enough now... I can admit it too..."
"You want to be intimate with him?"
Katie lifted her eyes to hers, Deborah feeling her heart ache at the tears. Lifting a hand to wipe them away, she asked, "Is it that bad?" Katie nodded. "You really want to be intimate with him?"
"As much as you do," she whispered, her breath shuddering.
Deborah leaned down to her ear. "And he'd love it with you too. My twin is an absolute sweetheart. And she's even better in bed than most men I've been with."
"It's because I love you so much, Debbie. And you make me feel just as good in return. God, I still remember that first time you went down on me. I had to stop myself crying the entire time."
"Katie, you're still the only one to make me cry when I orgasmed. The only other one who'll do that to me is Mark when I finally get my claws into him. I hope he makes me cum so hard, I pass out on him. Might freak him out a bit."
That made Katie laugh, which made her laugh, the pair hugging tightly. A knock at the door led to that stopping, their mother poking her head through the gap. The smile and eyes were of love and approval at what she saw. "Everyone is getting up, girls. Might want to get ready yourselves. Amy and I are cooking up a storm right now."
"Thanks, Mum," Deborah stated.
