The Layover: Ten-Inch Wand

Some weeks after she and David had started dating, Padma began to have ideas. It all started when he suggested to her a little role-playing in the bedroom. She would pretend to be her twin sister, Parvarti, and he would pretend he was cheating on Padma with her. It was ridiculous, of course, but wanting to be equitable to the man who had shown her so much pleasure, Padma had agreed to it.

She’d ended up squirting for the first time in her young life. Something about the taboo nature of involving Parvarti in her love life, even falsely, just… did things to her. And if it was that good with the two of them just pretending that Parvarti was there, she could only imagine what it would be like if she were there in reality. 

He and I could fuck her. They both could fuck me. We could fuck David!

But she wondered how to talk them into it. David was a man, and having two beautiful women instead of only one would be simple mathematics to him. But what about Parvarti? They’d practiced kissing and sometimes masturbated together, their bond as twins seemingly doubling their pleasure as they touched themselves, both trying and not trying to ignore the other one’s actions. That was one thing. But sex with her own sister, and bringing David into it… that might be too threatening for Parvarti to go along with.

She decided the best way would be to put it to Parvarti fait accompli; she could either join in or not. If Padma tried talking to her about it, then no matter how much Parvarti might’ve wanted to, she would probably be too shy or embarrassed to say yes. But if she were to suddenly wake up with Padma’s naked body beside her, being fucked, showing her how good it could be, then Padma doubted Parvarti would be able to resist the sudden flood of sinful desires.

The more Padma thought about it, the harder it was to wait. The next time she saw David, she had to bring it up with him, almost living out her fantasy by speaking it out loud. Unfortunately for her, David was as horny as ever, unable to keep his hands off her. He had already peeled down her dress and started on her breasts, his sucking mouth doing wonderful things to her nipples. Normally, Padma would enjoy herself and let him have his quick bang before getting down to business, but it turned her on far too much to dream up her threesome.

“I’m worried about Parvarti,” she muttered.

“Why? She’s as cute as you. No one as cute as you has anything to worry about.” And that was as long as David stopped before suckling her greedily again.

“She’s been so lonely lately. I think she needs someone. Someone that makes her as happy as you make me. It’s been a really long time for her.”

“It’s been a long time for me,” David replied, dropping his hand into her panties.

“Last night is a long time?” Padma chortled. 

“It feels like a long time when it’s you we’re talking about.”

“You’re such a wanker,” Padma groaned, even as she became aroused. “Only caring about yourself. What about her?”

“She’s not exactly the Patil I’m worried about.”

“Oh yeah? What if she were?” Padma insisted.

That brought him up short. For a moment, David even stopped caressing her.

“What do you mean?”

“Last night, after you were finished with me, I got up to use the bathroom. I caught her touching herself.”

“Really?”

“I think she heard us shagging and it turned her on. She was trying so hard to come, but at the same time, not making any noise for us to hear. I felt really sad for her.”

“Why?” David asked. “Didn’t she manage to come?”

“Git! It’s not the same. How would you like it if I left you high and dry, with nothing but your hand for company?”

“That’s not the same either,” David protested. “If I looked as good as your sister, I’d really enjoy touching myself.”

Padma rolled her eyes. “It can be pretty fun, I admit. But there’s nothing like feeling a real todger in you.” 

“Prove it,” David said, pulling her hand to his burgeoning groin.

Padma licked her lips, looking at him hotly. “I don’t think I should be so selfish, enjoying myself while my sister goes without. I think I should share.”

“What do you want me to do?” David asked. “Go over and fuck her instead of you?”

“Of course not!” Padma cried, and David’s face fell as he clearly thought he had gone too far in his joking. Padma put him at ease with a wide, sensual grin. “We should do it together. As a couple.”

David gulped, hardly able to believe his ears. “You want… to fuck your sister… with me?” he asked incredulously.

Padma nodded, trying not to lose her nerve and play it all off as a joke. Despite her assessment of David’s masculinity, she couldn’t be sure he wouldn’t back down instead of taking her up on this chance. But David didn’t let her down. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the bedroom door.

They found Parvarti sleeping on the couch of the small cottage, her even breathing somehow encouraging as the couple undressed.

“David, we have to do this carefully,” Padma whispered. “She might not think we’re serious if we wake her up and just ask her to have sex with us. But if she wakes up and we’re already showing her how good it feels…”

“I gotcha,” David hushed her.

Padma looked down, feeling a pang of jealousy as she saw how hugely erect he was. The thought of fucking her sister was really getting to him.

“You really want her, don’t you?” she asked hesitantly.

“Babe, it was your idea.”

“I know, but—“

“Look, Padma,” David said reassuringly. “She is your twin. It’ll just be like I’m fucking you, only twice over. Anyway, you’ll be joining in, remember?”

“Yeah…” Padma muttered, now feeling embarrassed to have been jealous. Of course David wanted to fuck Parvarti—she looked just like her, after all. So perhaps it was a sign of eroticism that Padma found the sight of Parvarti’s peaceful slumber very erotic—the knowledge that while she slept unsuspectingly, Parvarti was on the verge of being driven mad with passion.

Very carefully, David pulled away the sheet that hid Parvarti’s body from sight. Underneath, she wore a sari, its filmy layers clinging to the curves of her body. Her full breasts rose and fell in her sleep, with plump nipples visible through the fabric. 

“How do we get her dress off without waking her?” David asked.

“We’ll have to cut it off,” Padma whispered.

“Won’t she be mad?”

“Not if you do your job right. I’ll be right back.”

Padma crept away, returning a few moments later with a pair of scissors. Using them, she cut away the sari from Parvarti’s sleeping flesh. Her hands shook as more and more of Parvarti’s warm flesh came into view, and over her shoulder, David panted with lust. Finally, Parvarti was as uncovered as a rose in bloom. Padma stowed the scissors underneath the couch and looked up at David, her eyes full of sex.

Then they were both kissing and stroking Parvarti’s naked flesh, enjoying it all the more with the knowledge that they were sharing it. Padma took her twin’s full breasts in her hands and squeezed them gently, bringing the ripe nipples up for her tongue to softly loll across. David parted Parvarti’s thighs and brushed his lips against her sex, enjoying how the taste became stronger as Parvarti became more aroused.

Parvarti writhed and sighed, moaning as if in the grip of a wet dream. She arched her back as her sensuous lips finally opened. “Oooohhhhh!”

Their stroking hands and busy mouths had her juices flowing, her nipples tingling with life. She undulated with unknowing pleasure, wet from her drooling mouth to her sweating skin to her clenching pussy. Finally, David couldn’t resist anymore. He sunk his tongue into her cunt and Parvarti came awake with a start.

“Oh!” Parvarti gasped. “What’s going on? What is this?”

“It’s us, sis,” Padma cooed, kissing her tenderly, holding her tight. “Just us.”

“What are… what are you doing to me?” Parvarti sighed.

“We’re making you feel good. Doesn’t it feel good?”

“Ohh… yessss.”

“We want to fuck you. Me and David. Do you want to be fucked?”

Parvarti couldn’t answer, but the pliant trembling of her body spoke for her. She had never had two lovers caressing her at the same time before, and the knowledge that one of them was her twin sister only made it more arousing. She pulled Padma’s mouth back to her throbbing tits again. When David’s head dipped between her thighs, she clamped them around his face.

“Ohhhh, it’s so good!” Parvarti groaned. “Fuck me, yeah, both of you fuck—unhh!”

The three bodies, two dark, one white, writhed together all the more frantically as their passion grew. David devoured Parvarti’s wet sex as if his hunger were insatiable. Parvarti whimpered as though her lust were still not being met, even with two lovers. It was a constant struggle to stay on the sofa as they squirmed and wiggled together.

“Quick, let’s take this to a bed!” Padma gasped.

“Yes, yes!” Parvarti agreed.

And David howled like an animal, picking up Parvarti in his strong arms. Padma laughed and played along, helping him carry her sister as they hurried to find a bedroom—it no longer mattered which.