All of them sat around in a tight little circle. Mandy felt a bit out of place being half naked, but Candy was, stripped bare-ass naked and didn't seem to mind, and the men all had their limp pricks hanging out. Mandy tried valiantly not to show her discomfort.
"So figured we might as well try the swapping around and see how it worked, but you guys were too smart for us," Candy was saying.
"Too smart?" snorted Charlie. "It was obvious from the start. But I'm glad you did. You're hell on wheels in bed, Candy. Mandy just can't hold a candle to you."
"So you want to swap permanently?" asked Candy.
Charlie didn't answer immediately. He seemed to be thinking. He looked from one twin to the other and finally said, "No. I mean, damn, this is hard!"
"Not yet!" teased Candy, her fingers stroking along his prick. He slapped her hand and continued.
"What I meant was, I love Mandy. Hell, I married her. But she's not that sexed up, not like you. But there's more to marriage than just fucking."
"You mean you don't want Candy? You still want me?" asked Mandy. She was so confused with the things she felt that she didn't know what was right any more. The ideas in her head were so strange they frightened her.
"That's exactly right. If you had Candy's sex drive, you'd be perfect. But I won't trade you for her screwing."
"I like that!" flared Candy.
"Hang on, doll," said Stan. "I know what he means. Mandy and I are better in bed together than you and I ever were. We run at different speeds. It's like I'm thirty-three and a third and you're all the time at seventy-eight. But I don't want to give you up for Mandy."
"Isn't one hole the same as another for a record player?" Candy asked. "Isn't the size of the hole immaterial to the spindle?"
"There are other things to be considered, kiddo," said Charlie.
"Uh, everybody, can I say something?" asked Mandy. She was unsure of herself. She had always been the shy one, the sexually repressed twin. She knew that all twins developed this way. One was outgoing while the other was introverted. She just had the misfortune to be the quiet one. And this idea frightened her.
"Go on. If it's what I'm thinking, it'll be a dandy," said Candy.
"Why does anything have to be on a permanent basis? We're all hung up on this one-wife one-husband idea. Why not a… a four-way marriage?"
"What do you mean?" snapped Charlie.
"Look, all of us get along together well. When it comes to things not having to do with fucking," said Mandy, proud of herself for being able to say the word without stammering, "I'll do them for you. And when you get horny, you and Candy can get it on. I'll still want some of your time, of course," she said primly. "After all, you are my husband."
"And you and Stan will fuck?" asked Candy. "Yeah, I like the idea. Your pacing together is fine. We lead our regular lives up to the point of going to bed, then we switch off now and again. Is that what you mean, Mandy?"
"I guess so. This is all so strange to me. I've never even thought of being unfaithful to Charlie and now I'm engineering a permanent adultery."
"Is it really adultery as long as we keep it in the family?" asked Candy, laughing. "I don't think so. And look, Charlie's hard again!"
"So am I!" exclaimed Stan. "That's a hell of a surprise. Usually, I…"
He didn't get any farther. Mandy dropped down and blew his prick, sucking hard on the very end. The action was so unlike anything she would have done under other circumstances it took all of them by surprise, Stan most of all.
"Shit, baby, you can suck my cock any time you want and to hell with Candy. She almost devours me alive."
"You seldom make more of an appetizer," she said primly, then broke out laughing. "This is working out better than we could have hoped. Mandy is discovering just how great fucking and sucking can be and…"
"And I'm hornier than hell for you again," said Charlie, pulling her closer to kiss her on the tits.
"None of that, mister. Let's do this right."
"What do you mean 'right'? There's no right way," said Charlie. "And there's no wrong way, either. Like those tits of yours. Taste great." He continued to lick and suck on them. Candy had a hard time concentrating on what she was saying due to the intense feelings stabbing into her chest. He was teasing each nipple in turn until they were both hard and throbbing with lust.
"You, Stan, on your back. Hurry!" The man obeyed, careful not to dislodge the woman sucking his prick. "Now, Mandy, get on that fuck stick and ride as if your very life depended on it."
"It may," said Mandy, reluctantly allowing the cock to slip from her lips. But the sparkle in her green eyes told the story. She was eyeing that erect prick and her pussy was beginning to slobber with need. She had to get cock and lots of it into her fuck tunnel. She didn't quite jump onto the man's belly, but it seemed that way to him.
She eagerly pulled at his boner until it was pressing hotly into her puffy, pink-folded labia. Her cunt lips quivered at the touch. She thought she would get off then and there. She managed to place his cock just at the entrance to her cunt hole, then sink down gently. The prick slid smoothly into her cunt.
"This is living!" she cried. "How could I have missed this before?"
"Stupidity, mostly," said Candy, but she was more intent on what else she wanted to do. She felt like a choreographer of a dance getting all the dancers into the right positions for the maximum effect. But this time the effect would be both sexy and delightful!
"Now that you're enjoying yourself, Stan, how would you like to eat some pussy?"
"Yeah!"
She quickly squatted on his face. Her cunt was dripping and she was ready for his agile tongue to spear deeply into her. The first touch was almost enough to get her off. She could see her twin sister fucking herself slowly on the man's prick. The cock entered and left Mandy's twat with a lewd, noisy sucking sound that turned her on even more.
The tongue in her pussy slithered around, stroking the walls and sucking up all the cunt juices. She shivered all over as if she had a high fever. She was losing her willpower. Soon she would be totally out of her mind with lust. And she knew why.
The tongue licking along her cunt lips was only part of it. Even when the man rapidly tongue fucked her cunt hole, she knew she was responding physically to it, but the mental stimulation was even greater. She had gotten her dull, lifeless twin into action at last.
Mandy had huge reserves of sexual need. She simply hadn't been brave enough to admit those drives. Now that she had come out of her shell, Mandy could live and enjoy like everyone else. It was apparent she was getting off in a big way on this self-fucking.
She could set the pace of her screwing. She rose up slowly, clinging as hard as she could to the prick buried far up her cunt. When only the thick glans was inside her pussy lips, she paused for a moment, then let gravity do all the work. She plummeted downward. The cock speared hard and fast into her softly yielding cunt. She screamed and twisted from side to side around that impaling spike of manmeat.
The look on her face told the story. She was about ready to come.
Candy loved that. She knew that her sister had been a prude. Now she was a convert to a new religion – pure sexual satisfaction. Nothing less would ever do for her. Candy recognized the fact that Mandy needed a longer buildup, a slower fucking, to get off, but so what? As long as Stan could provide it, things were as best as they could be.
Candy felt Stan's tongue work faster as Mandy's orgasm approached. She knew that the girl's cunt must be massaging and squeezing down with prodigious force on the man's cock. He was responding to it by licking and tongue fucking her even harder.
Candy's entire body quivered, almost in time with her twin's. She was intent on giving Mandy even more of a come. Reaching out, she cupped the pendulous tits and began fondling them. She caught the hard nubbins of erectile flesh in her fingers and rolled the nipples around. Mandy came. She screamed and writhed about and moaned and even reached down and diddled her own cunt. Candy guessed this was something brand new for her sister.
The perfect picture was shattered when the cold voice intruded, "So what the hell am I supposed to do, jerk off?"
She had forgotten Charlie! In the rush to make sure Mandy got all the cock she could, Candy had forgotten Charlie.
"Get that ass of yours over here and let me suck cock!"
The man didn't have to be told twice. He stepped over Stan's body and boldly presented his prick to her. Just inches away from her lips, Candy had to lean forward. This shoved her twat down even more firmly onto Stan's mouth. She felt his tongue spear even deeper into her guts. She was finding it hard to breathe from having her cunt eaten out so expertly, and now she had a mouthful of cock.
She was in heaven!
Her tongue stroked along the underside of his prick. She knew this was the most sensitive portion of his anatomy. Teasing the tiny flap of skin dangling under the cleft head of his cock, she worked backwards down the entire shaft. She licked and sucked and kissed until she came to the hairy bag containing his balls.
Her first instinct was to simply drag her tongue along the sides of the tightly compressed pouch. Then she decided to go all the way. She mouthed the entire sac.
Charlie shifted his weight from foot to foot, wanting to jump, yet knowing she might bite his balls off if he did.
"Jesus H. Christ, I can't handle that! I-I'm gonna come if you don't slow down the pace!"
Candy wanted to laugh, but couldn't not with a mouth filled with his balls. Mandy needed it slow and gentle. Stan could deliver it that way or, on occasion, as fast as she could stand. And Candy herself loved it as hard and brutal and bruising as any man could deliver. Charlie could always give it to her that way. And now she had found his limits!
Carefully, she shoved his scrotum out of her mouth, her lips clinging softly to his skin as it went. In the back she heard her twin sister screaming out her passion. She was obviously locked in the throes of orgasm since Stan's tongue was going berserk in her cunt. Candy guessed her sister's cunt was mashing Stan's pecker flat.
The sexual energy was transmitted through her body and upwards to her mouth. She sucked even harder on the rigid pole moving slowly in and out of her lips. Charlie's lips seemed to have taken control. He was beginning to face fuck her. Candy didn't mind. She loved the friction of a cock against her lips. She couldn't ask for more.
None of them could ask far any more. Mandy had found a man who matched her pace when fucking and who could pleasure her. She was seeing whole new vistas of fucking and sucking opening to her. She would be happy and content for years to come. And Stan was happy that he had found a woman he could satisfy. His best efforts seldom left Candy feeling sated. Charlie and Candy were a perfect match. They were both sex starved and could fuck all night.
This was perfect.
Candy tasted the bitter drop of pre-come and sucked harder on Charlie's cock. Her own passions were at the point of no return. As she abandoned herself to enjoy the come, she tasted hot jizz squirting into her mouth.
The four of them together! Now and always! This was the way to live.