No, this doesn't involve Nuns or Whoopi Goldberg, but a set of twins. No I know the images through your heads are on overload right now. Relax and enjoy the tale of a close, no very close family and me.

 

Sister Act

by Rossi

 

"Stay in the chair, we'll be back later", a sinister smile crossed their lips. What choice did I have? Strapped in a hard wooden chair by the neck strap, arm and leg straps, with belt around my waist. Thankfully the blindfold was removed.

"Oh before we go, you look beautiful" Karen added, Karen who's beauty enraptured me in this situation, Karen under who's muse I was wearing this attire, Cami knickers and camisole, in bright pink.

How did I get in this situation, well here we go:

Chapter 1 - Are you avoiding me?

Down my local the Red Dragon, lived a red headed barmaid, beautiful fiery; many myths suggested she was wild in bed as she was behind the bar. Baby that was wild, always with handsome beau on her arm, the majority fit hunky guys, you know those guys you see on Men's perfumes adverts. I'd been going for a few months now when she seemed alone, almost desperate even. I ordered a drink JD and coke, her smile returned asking "You staying the night again or is the missus cracking the whip". "No, no missus, just me alone in my king size bed with satin manly sheets" I replied to a mutual of smiling faces.

We chatted until 'Mr Arrogant Hunk' called her over in less than courteous fashion. She served him his pint of local ale, however her gaze was on me, his too. I stared back, his posse of fellow steroid freaks, joined in this game 'Who can look the toughest?' My laugh broke the deadlock as their Barbie doll babes collected their drinks. "My brave soldier, you know their weightlifters" she stating the obvious, "Really, I thought they were ballerinas" I replied with that smile returning "Never be scared of anyone or anything, their STEROID FREAKS" shouting loud enough for them to hear. They stood up but the girlfriends shook the heads, showing their breasts as they laughed it off, however it remained firmly in their head.

She introduced her self as Karen, me as Marcus. For some reason I can't quite fathom, the flirting never generated into asking her out.

Next day shopping in my local grocery store, whom should I see but my redhead Karen holding a basket of snacks. Me with my healthy fruit. "Eat that you'll get fat" I quipped, "No I know a good fitness programme, if your …" her words halted by her mobile phone ringing. With a fear in her eyes she answered, "I'm coming home now, no not with a man". With that I took my cue and left, saw her look to my previous spot, then drop her basket of goodies and storm out.

At work the next day, I saw the same girl with brown hair, same voice only more dominant, could this be the same girl, it had to be, who else so I ordered my drink to forced smile. I knew I had upset Karen but never this much. Taking my drink I slunk back to the safety of my chair, Teresa my colleague who we had a thing on a Christmas party, kissed me on the lips soft, feeling rejected I kissed back. The bar maid barely noticing.

That night I stayed in, not alone for Teresa had taken pity on me and me on her, her new man broke it off. She called him a 'Steroid Jack off' due to his longevity in the sack, that she had to masturbate herself using her trusty dildo. That night I was her dildo, she my hand, no we had full sex, just plain enjoyable meaningless sex. Oh we also moaned about love, burned a few photos of her ex, then drank a little more, in the morning she was gone with a thank you note. We do that, always leave early saying thank you via written form, that way it's not so awkward in work.

For the next week I avoided the Red Dragon, rejection can kill a man, fear of rejection even stronger.

 

Chapter 2 - The Date or the bout?

A week later, my bedroom held imaginary bars, I had to hatch a plan in order to escape, and the truth I went for a JD and Coke, the same old same old. Steroid freaks with new busty blondes, old men playing darts, their maths never adding up, and Karen, my red head not behind the bar but being served by another beauty, talking happily.

I ordered my drink by the steroid freaks who ignored me, took a closer look at one, smiling to myself. The girl on his arm hung to his every word about pecs and reps, quality conversation let me tell you, apparently with no word of a lie he can do 8 reps. Sarcastic, lowest form of wit I know but a lead in to our first date, the barmaid brought over a drink with the note 'listen to me talking or them, they won't test your sheets, Karen'. Walking over to her former spot, I noticed a pool cue in its place, so I spoke to the pool cue, nice guy bit dull. In the background I heard her laugh, such a great laugh, as she dragged me over from the many eyes to this non-steroid talking to a piece of wood freak.

It was great banter, we discussed our non existent sex lives, I sort of forgot to mention my colleague, but she dragged it out of me said "Good I don't want to date a virgin, too much hard work". She told me she very rarely went on dates, I agree, I found it hard to believe also. 5 foot 9 of slim build with eyes you swim in, lips you'd happily suffocate to, and a body to kill somebody for. Yet when she spoke did she truly light up, her personality sparkling, making me a better man just by listening. We ended with a cheek kiss and a date for next Wednesday evening, her next night off.

A few days later on Friday, I received a text saying 'tonight 5pm, Mario's Bar'. So I went there, at 7.30 I kinda gave up, feeling angry, I left and went home alone to satin sheets.

On Wednesday, she opened discussion "Sorry, something came up, I should've rang you, how long did you wait?" "2 ½ hours, real fun" I replied sarcastically. This reply prompted the deepest of kisses, "you are worthy, it'll be reported, now my treat". Shocked but happy, I leaned in carefully for a kiss as she texted and happily got her reply "don't play with me, kiss me if you want, its okay". So I did, again and again for a long time. We ordered a pub meal, her choice, she refused restaurants said 'they were too cliché'. Hell she was my kissing partner, everything was great.

Karen left for another final round, promise of something to follow was in the air, I could tell she was nervous, after ten minutes I was worried. So taking both coats I saw her sandwiched between the two steroid freaks, both hassling her for a date, I couldn't have her hurt. Jumping in I took her hand, held her tight as Steroid freak 'John Wayne'd up trying to intimidate, his demeanour was lion like, where the leader protects his position. So I laughed, he swung and missed, I grabbed his arm whispered "One more insult to me or my love, the whole place knows about Mr Droopy 2 inch, 2 minute", all said looking at his new beau, in walked his ex laughing at him. I held up two fingers, not swearing, she nodded laughing. Angry now he got his posse together, stayed firm said, "a real man doesn't need his friends to help break bones, he does them himself Mr Two". Boy that pissed him off big time, he swung as I caught his arm and using momentum caused it land on an empty beer bottle. Instantly he felt his triceps moaning, I faced up stared into his eyes manic. He stared back, my temper was red hot now, the rage inside was deep, and his friends saw this causing him to leave as he held his arm. Wow such a kiss I got from Karen said "My hero, your place".

 

Chapter 3 - Confusion, Her a tease, me a sleaze?

Of course I said yes, why wouldn't I. When she arrived she seemed nervous, now I believed her first date in a long time story. As she checked out my sheets and photographs asking questions, oh I take photos for a hobby, some erotic for friends. She rested in her clothes, I brought in her tea, sat at the end whispered "you sleep here, test my sheets, I'll couch it", she looked sad but accepted.

The next morning, I wrote a note saying 'Thank you for a wonderful date, next Wednesday is fine, as slow as you like', beside I placed a photo of her in my shorts and t shirt in bed. This was a risky move, was I sleaze for this? Being a coward, all men are cowards when it comes to women; I stayed making breakfast in the kitchen. Carrying the note she kisses me deep said, "you didn't get my best side, the sheets work fine, sorry for the situation". I hugged her, she recoiled, so I kissed spoke softly "I'm sorry too, whatever you can give, whenever you can, can I hug you now?" She grabbed me in deepest hug/kiss combos.

The next few days I would text her with important messages of 'hello'. Then when no reply I went to the pub and she was gone. Oh well that was that, a few days later she rang me but this time I ignored her. Then a final text of 'screw you, cos I won't', this got my attention so I rang her laughing, thankfully she reciprocated offering tonight at Mario's bar. So I went to be stood up again, 5 times I was stood up, always with an apology of 'the situation'. Fuck the situation, well it was fucking me. Then a note through the door, this ripped up on the doorstep, finally Karen on my door with a note, torn up in front, she passed a copy with a red lipstick mark on it. How could I resist such a pathetic act, I read on 'The situation can be resolved, a meeting is arranged, please comply then we can be together, Karen'. I nodded invited her in, she refused said "I will call when it is arranged, I like you Photo man".

 

Chapter 4 - The Meeting

So after several false starts, many false promises, many angry moments and apologies we got it on. I met Karen at the Red Dragon, steroid Freaks stayed away, all gave me two fingers, steroid man gave a different kind of two fingers, I'm sure all of you can guess. Had the one drink to steady me nerves, man this had been hyped up so much, anything would be an anticlimax. "Only the one Photo man". I shook my head in despair, after all I was Marcus, "Marcus please be open, Marcus". I held out my hand, she thankfully took it, kissing my cheek, she aimed for my lips but I moved. "Marcus, your shaking just be yourself, kind, sweet, open, funny and tough, definitely tough" her final words as we exited.

Walking though the ominous black front door filled me with dread, who was I meeting: her father, mother, grandmother, ex husband. To my great pleasure it was the other barmaid now with blonde hair, who shook my hand said "your not good enough for my sister, get out now". Calmly I stated "You leave, stop running her life, she's old enough now", "you hurt her" she threatened. "You already are, by now she would be happy with me, under my sheets whilst was on the couch". This tough talk continued for a good twenty minutes to no conclusion until Karen terminated the trash talk "End this, Kim, Sister ready?" Kim leaned in and kissed me hard said "How about a threesome, your fantasy right", I stormed off saying "may be most men, but all I want is a chance, anything I don't agree with I leave, promise me this, other than that I'm open". Kim and Karen took my hands and led me to a bedroom.

On the walls were: photo's of Karen with other women, her wedding photograph, her bruises, the man in handcuffs with his bruises showing, and them together in sexual acts. "It was not my fault you two aren't together, I was asked to separate you, test you. My sister thinks she loves you, I say she is obsessed with a good man who cares, or is too scared to commit". "We will see oh wise big sister, teach me" I gained a slap from both for that sarcasm, then a smile from Karen followed by big lip kiss whispers "Thank you, you made her mad, your a match". "I don't want her, just to get to know you" she looked at my words exiting my mouth "and to kiss every inch of your body, when were ready". This time a joint kiss, Kim smiled said "Good words now upstairs both of you, be open".

 

Chapter 5 - Open or Plain Weird?

"Now this chair is yours, do not move. If you care about my sister, you will remain seated. Your comments have been noted; I will not hurt my sister. I will hurt you if you do, no argument?" Kim enquired expecting me to answer back. "Good boy" with that patronising comment I stood up offered my hand to Karen who accepted as we ventured towards the door. Tears flowed down Kim's face, both of us looked at her as she begged us to stay, "Fake tears sister, he is a good man, still willing for our test. Do not hurt the man I love" Karen turned to me "I do, I just do, you don't, I'm yours, as slow as you like".

Kim wiped her crocodile tears, hugged her both as she led me to the chair; no more words were said as I sat down.

Soon they entered after leaving in their sexiest lingerie, man my penis grew like never before, a full on kiss sealed it "So he's not …" Kim offered, "Sister last chance or I go for ever like before" Karen stern for first time I'd seen it, she impressed me. They lay kissing each other deep, their hands over the others body, my penis was twitching so bad, it wouldn't stop, animal lust told me to enter, my care for Karen told me otherwise. Kim lips nuzzled Karen's ears moving slowly to the top of her cleavage "If you care for her, you will not want to see her naked, place the blindfold on" Kim instructed. Out of love, care, I did so, all I could hear was material being torn and slow soft moans.

"To know Karen you must know Karen, strip placing the clothes I give you to wear" Kim offered her words of wisdom. So blindly I stripped naked, my clothes removed with the closing of the door, "we're back" a drunken sounding Karen touched my naked shoulder, kissing me. "Lets go to bed now Photo man" Karen's words seducing me, I stayed still. "Here, stand, wear, please" Kim passed me a light top, camisole top from my memory of ex girlfriends; I did as it slunk over my shoulders. Taking my seat a buzzing noise commanded the room and Karen groaning, "Sister pretend its my tongue, deeper" Kim shouted. Karen's shouts became louder as I struggled to stay still.

"Next item Marcus" Kim passed over a pair of silk panties to which I placed on me. Groans of joy were replaced by hard swishes on the mattress, then on flesh with Karen screaming, two more as I stood up in my feminine attire, "Sit down Photo man, it's the only way to stop" Kim screamed at me, I sat down hearing more screams, tears ran down my eyes as I held my hands out as a sign of hope. "Strap your legs to the chair, remember my earlier words" Kim instructed forcefully. I did loosely, Kim tutted, I did them exceedingly tight causing future marks.

"Karen its suckie time" Kim commanded, slurps of Karen sucking what must have been a strap on, now Kim moaned "Its so big isn't, this is what a woman want not a man, never a man, just this". Even though I was being belittled I felt the urge to masturbate, knowing it was wrong, I thought of all bad things like me doing that, or dusting but nothing worked. As my hand crept to the panties waistband, "Place the collar on your neck, so you view is designated" Kim ordered. I did tight until I felt it hard to breathe. A hand smelling of pure sex passed my nose as a second pair placed the wrist straps to the chair arms, soft gooey liquid was placed in my mouth deep forcing me to swallow, I refused, Karen was hit again with the strap. My mind was in disarray as further liquid was placed in "taste Karen, its your only chance" Kim mocked, finally I relented and swallowed.

 

Chapter 6 - Realisation & One Last Time Sister

Waterfalls dropped down my face as the blindfold was removed, there was no strap on, no whips, just me secured to a chair by my own hands and others, as both looked smiling at my tears. Looking down I saw me in pink camisole and panties, with my penis erect. I was questioned on how I felt about the test, the underwear and if I was gay cos I enjoyed the feel. "The test is stupid, it shows weakness in me, a weakness I would tell if asked, it shows both of you are so distrustful of others. The underwear has a silky feel, luxurious; no I'm not gay, open to most things. I have learned new things about myself, but what have you learned" I answered with complete honesty. Kim spoke up first "You are a good man, you believed me, but you stood up to protect, my sister, we are both Bi, both like each other always have, if we asked you to join us sometimes would you". "If we asked you to join us, would you" I questioned back.

Kim left the room; Karen kissed me said "one last time with Kim, please sexy Photo man, watch, we can build up to us like normal couples. She is lonely, very lonely, I found you." I nodded my head confirmed with "Don't hurt you, me or Kim, I'll watch, you better be worth this." Kim entered with bag of tools nervous, the first ever I'd seen. Karen nodded said "He put me first, I must put him first, last time sister", Kim excited.

What happens is now is for you to modify in your own minds, this is my version.

Full kiss broke the love fest into a lust fest, they deep kissed as their hands slowly removed their lingerie, hands caressed where sisters should never touch, erotic, kinky every touch magnifying my erection. Lost in lust were the two sisters as I watched flavouring every soft nuzzle. Karen bent down sucking Kim's delicate toesies, licking gently, sensually to her inner thighs slowly creeping to her precious area, but halted as she teased Kim's emotions into high gear for ten minutes getting ever so close then pulling away. When she did enter an eruption of achieved lust exploded, in a mad rush to return the favour, Kim grabbed swiftly Karen's legs licking straight with no diversions. Me I was in confused heaven with this, unable to appreciate fully yet sickened in an incest way. This was to be my girlfriend, many doubts entered, this was the real test.

When both had cum once, they rested content yet still full of passion, after breath returned so did the little bag of trick. Karen licked Kim's breasts, sucked them until solid, solid waiting for a friend, it came in form of clamps. A further set placed on Karen's breasts as side-by-side, sister-by-sister, they showed every erogenous spot on they bodies, quite an education I was receiving. The number 69 means so much more now then when it did with interlocking tit clamps mouths and pussies merged. Each holding the other shaking, myself, the panties now stained with pre cum, how I wanted just one touch to set me off.

A further fifteen minute break as they lay still was halted by Karen spreading her legs with Kim's hand inspecting it was still in tact, one finger, then two, three, finally four and five. She squirmed so much; the slightest wrist movement sent her over the edge. Looking at this I knew I'd lost her, how could I ever beat that, I wanted to leave and run, even if I had to in these garments. Tears welled up and dropped, Karen saw prompting Kim to stop, however Kim took her sisters cum merged with her own and placed it in my mouth, I swallowed. They exited with Karen saying "Be tough now, this is our last time", all I could reply was "Bye Bye".

 

Chapter 7 - All is Gone?

Twenty minutes passed by, still secured to the chair, Karen being led in on a leash, Kim threw her on the bed. Removing her robe exposing a large strap on, dangling near my mouth, I refused; she lifted my down head placing near my lips. Karen moaned soft as her hands stroked her pussy, it must be sore by now, yet still she stroked. "Right my girl, suckie time" Karen looked at me and took the entire 8-inch falseness in her mouth, looking at me as she did it. With the entire dildo in, Kim fucked her mouth before turning her over and fucking her pussy, still her eyes were on me smiling. I couldn't watch as Kim ordered her to straddle her, both fucked the other senseless with the false item.

Twenty minutes later, Karen commandeered the strap on, attached it tight. Forcing Kim on her hands and knees as she took a cane from the bag, a few practice swings before striking hard on her backside. 'Whoosh' 15 times was heard, now Karen in the driving seat lubricated up Kim anus, lubricated the strap on entering swiftly. "Aarrrghh" exited Kim's delicious mouth; Karen took the cane striking between her sister's legs on both breasts. After 15 minutes of this extra action, they collapsed in a heap, exhausted, not too exhausted to release me I hoped. Again they exited with them a bottle of wine and three glasses, both fed me wine from their glass, finally the last glass placed between my legs.

Walking gingerly, with red marks Kim gathered the thickest double ended dildo, the narrow end in Karen's anus, the thicker end in Kim's pussy, inch by inch it gathered until no more was seen. Writhing in pleasure brought my interest as Karen kept smiling at the glass and me. With the dildo completing its job, a gentle 69 was in order, it always after that, as they kissed their final lustful, incest kiss into a climatic hug.

 

Chapter 8 - The Beginning and the Future?

"Stay in the chair, we'll be back later", a sinister smile crossed their lips. What choice did I have?

Strapped in a hard wooden chair by the neck strap, arm and leg straps, with belt around my waist. Thankfully the blindfold was removed.

"Oh before we go, you look beautiful" Karen added, Karen who's beauty enraptured me in this situation, Karen under who's muse I was wearing this attire, Cami knickers and camisole, in bright pink.

Both exited, Kim holding a new bottle of wine took the empty glass between my legs and poured out a glass, passed it to Karen who asked, "If you accept this drink, you accept me now, a new woman. This I don't expect, this was our swansong. We can work up to something better, I do love you. That's why I did it, no more Bye Bye". Placing the glass near my lips, I kept them shut as tears still fell, Karen dropped it over my head as fleeing the room, Kim thankfully stopped her insisting "Think sister, think what he's gone through, talk to him. How can he top that ever, if he doesn't deserve you, stay with me". She grabbed her by the hair threw her on the bed and leaned into kiss "you'd like that would you, let me go, I do love you, you love me. I want you, remember the smiles as we fucked, I thought of you inside me, you …". Now Karen's own waterfall exploded.

"I'm really thirsty, girlfriend, frustrated too, even horny" she leaned in poured me a new glass and I drank; boy did I drink every sip brought us together. As I consumed the last of the bottle, Karen lowered my panties, relieving me erect state, her mouth is certainly talented, as after twenty minutes of pleasure she became me swallowing all of my goodness as she called it. By this time, Kim was gone, smell of a roast dinner wafted from downstairs.

"I better release you now boyfriend, as slow or as fast as we like it" she whispered in my ear before instructing to the showers. As the wine was poured into clean glasses, I dressed in my man clothes sat to eat. The final glass was poured as a toast was made by Kim "Marcus I was wrong", Karen looked in shock "Yes sister I was wrong, he is good. You can date my sister, be exclusive to each other. Should you decide to get married, then you must prove yourself again, both of you. Now go to your home, I better get a lodger in, if the glass is on the table, I'm busy sister."

With that we exited her home with bags of Karen's clothes, she opened my shirt to see the camisole top, "If you want, we can go shopping tomorrow. Now we must rest, test the sheets together. Just hold, I'm a little sore".

 

Karen and me have been together now for a year, our sex life is getting better every night, as is our happiness. Kim seems to go through lodgers like we do wine, a few bottles a week or more sometimes. We are thinking of tying the knot, we meet next time to find out our marriage test. Any ideas let us know.

  

  

  

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