I’d known Gemma, my doppelganger, for a little over twelve months. We were in our second year of college and it’s fair to admit, she’d turned me from a shy girl, scared to talk to anyone who I didn’t know, into a flirtatious, bubbly, outgoing girl. We both had boyfriends but despite my best efforts to seduce Paul to take my virginity, he resisted every time. Gemma and Gary, by comparison, were sexual from their first date and she loved to tell me about their sex every day.
When looking at Gemma, it was like looking into a mirror, so to be attracted to her physically would have felt weird but when she told me details of her sexual exploits, I was turned on so much and was desperate to cum. On this particular day, while talking to her at college and listening to how she’d fucked Gary on the bus that morning, I’d got so turned on that I ended up naked and masturbating. We both came hard and Gemma invited me to sleep at her house that evening.
Once lectures had finished, Gemma and I caught the bus and headed back to her house, talking endlessly as we always did. I’d slept at Gemma’s on countless occasions, sleeping in the same bed, both nude, with no hint of anything sexual between us. Gemma had told me that Gary would be there for a few hours and of how he fancied me too. I joked that because we looked like twins it was no surprise that he was attracted to me. Gemma suggested that I joined them, the three of us having sex together, letting him take my virginity. I was far from repulsed by the idea but was so stunned by her suggestion that I offered no reply.
Eventually, we arrived at Gemma’s, both extremely excited and still talking as we kicked off our shoes and socks. Taking off our jackets, Gemma hung them up before we continued on into the kitchen to get a drink. With a glass of orange juice in hand, we went into the living room. I sat down on the sofa and watched as Gemma put her drink down onto the table, still standing and then as she looked at me, said, “I’m so wet, Jo, I’m dribbling down my thighs.
Before I had a chance to say anything, Gemma had undone her skirt, letting it drop to the floor to reveal her dripping pussy and wet thighs.
”My nipples feel so hard and sensitive too, Jo.”
Without taking a breath, Gemma had taken off her top, revealing her gorgeous breasts to me. I was speechless but unbelievably turned on as she sat next to me on the sofa and looked into my eyes.
“I want to try something I’ve never done before. Are you game?”
I’d no idea what she was going to do, simply knew how turned on I was but was beginning to realise that I was attracted to her and in no way nervous. Sat to my left, Gemma took hold of my right hand, guiding it between her open legs and pussy. Turning to face me, she placed her lips nervously on mine. Without hesitation, I opened my mouth, running my tongue slowly across her lips. Gemma moaned, opening her mouth, offering her tongue to mine. Instinct took over, two of my fingers penetrating between her pussy lips, as we started to kiss.
Our tongues swirled together, fuelling our growing passion. I felt my skirt being pulled open in desperation. We broke our kiss for a few seconds as Gemma pulled my top off over my head. I then raised my hips and took off my skirt, to leave us both nude.
Without hesitation, we began to kiss again but this time, as we masturbated each other, it was a kiss full of desperation and desire. My pussy throbbed in response as Gemma’s fingers pushed inside, body writhing involuntarily as her fingers probed in and out faster and faster. We were moaning more and more; I knew I was soaked, feeling my juices dribbling between my open thighs but was a little surprised to feel that Gemma’s body was reacting in the same way. It wasn’t long before we were moaning and writhing so much that we’d stopped kissing, our fingertips switching to the other's clit, teasing feverishly as we neared our climax. I could feel my pussy throbbing harder and harder, each contraction taking my breath away and knew I was going to cum at any second. I was desperate to make Gemma cum too, so increased the speed of my fingertips on her clit; her moans grew in intensity and movements of hips, more desperate.
Suddenly my pussy tensed hard just as Gemma’s did and a few moments later we were coming, juices oozing between our lips and onto the sofa, moaning in pleasure. Eventually, I opened my eyes as I started to relax and smiled as Gemma did the same an instant later, wrapping our arms around the other and kissing less urgently than before, more intimate but just as intense.
I allowed my fingers to start roaming over her naked body, from her thighs, up her shaved pussy, over her stomach and onto her breasts and nipples, pinching and teasing them gently, but suddenly Gemma got to her feet, holding out her left hand invitingly. Taking her outstretched hand with my right one, I got to my feet and she immediately led me out of the living room, down the hallway, up the stairs and into her bedroom.
Gemma sat down on the edge of the unmade bed, duvet cover in a heap to her left and just as I was about to join her, she said, “Wait, Jo; I want to take a proper look at your body.”
I stood motionless about a metre in front of her, feeling somewhat self-conscious all of a sudden being looked at by another girl, forgetting that we’d had sex a few minutes before.
“Your body is so sexy, Jo. Oh my god, look how wet you are, juices are dribbling down your legs. Even your clit looks gorgeous. I love how your boobs and your nipples are saying, kiss me.”
She reached out and took my hand, pulling me towards her as she opened her legs and with me right in front of her, Gemma leaned forward and kissed each of my nipples softly. They were so hard and sensitive that it was impossible not to let out a moan of pleasure. Then she took as much of my left breast in her mouth as she could, sucking and grazing her teeth on my nipples.
“Oh god, Gem, that’s so good.”
She looked up at my face, smiling.
“Has nobody ever sucked them before, Jo?”
I didn’t answer, my knees buckling as she continued to suck my breasts and tease my nipples, moaning more and more, feeling my pussy throbbing as if another orgasm was building quickly. Gemma stopped suddenly, encouraging me to lie on the bed and without hesitation I did as she’d motioned with her eyes.
Lying side by side on the bed, we began to kiss passionately. Gemma pushed me onto my back, rolling on top of me, easing her legs between mine. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around her, feeling her wet pussy on mine. As she parted her legs a little, we began to grind together slowly, moaning a little. Continuing to kiss, we found a steady rhythm, grinding our pussies against the other's, as I moved my hands onto her arse cheeks. Imperceptibly, our rhythm quickened as we became more turned on; my pussy was throbbing hard as I responded to Gemma grinding on top of me.
We had been so focussed on the other, exploring our new found love for the same sex that we’d not realised Gemma’s parents had arrived home some time ago. It was only when we heard Mandy (Gemma’s mom) shouting that tea was ready.
“Oh my god, my clothes are downstairs, Gem.”
We giggled when Gemma suggested going downstairs naked to eat. I didn’t dismiss her suggestion, tingling as I thought of being nude in front of Gemma’s parents. After a few seconds and a second call from downstairs about tea being ready, we were sat on the edge of the bed. Gemma got to her feet, picking her dressing gown off the hook on the back of her bedroom door and offering it to me. While putting it on, I watched Gemma slip a nightie over her head, admiring how seductive she looked as it slid down her body.
I stood up and fastened the cord around my waist, noticing as I looked in the mirror that the gown left the mounds of my boobs easily visible, along with all of my legs and a glimpse of my arse cheeks.
“Fuck, Jo, you look so hot wearing that. I bet Dad will get a hard-on and Mom will be wet."
"Your nightie covers as little as the gown covers me, you’re so sexy. We smell of sex, Gem; your mom and dad are bound to guess what we’ve done.”
“Jo, don’t worry, you can’t do anything wrong in their eyes. They adore you. They know Gaz and me have sex and just say he can’t spend the night here.”
“But I’ve slept with you so often and now we’re having sex and I’m staying the night.”
Once more, we laughed, before holding hands and heading downstairs to the kitchen. Gemma’s parents had seen me on many occasions but as we opened the kitchen door and entered the room, there was a moment of stunned silence and look of incredulity on her parents' faces as they saw us.
Gemma’s parents sat side by side along the length of the table, with Gemma’s mom (Mandy) closest to the door and Adam (Gemma’s dad) to her left. Being a Friday night, tea was egg and chips, which Adam and Mandy were eating. Mandy stood up as we arrived to put our tea on the table. She was smaller than Gemma, I’d guess five-foot-two, with bleached blonde short hair. In her late thirties, she was very pretty, with slim legs and large breasts which demanded a lingering gaze, especially when braless. To my amazement, she was wearing a short nightie which was virtually see-through, and I wondered if she’d watched Gemma and me fucking through the open bedroom door, which she’d have to have passed to go to her room to get changed.
As Gemma passed between the table and her mom, Mandy wrapped her arms around her daughter, asking if she’d had a good day. They’d always been a very tactile family, so was no surprise seeing them kiss but was a shock seeing tongues involved too. My mind was racing, seeing Gemma move from her mom, going to her dad, kissing him with an equal amount of passion, before sitting down to eat her egg and chips.
“I see your clothes are in the living room. Why was that, girls?” Mandy asked as she smiled.
”We wanted sex, Mom, and started there.”
I could feel my entire body burning up with embarrassment but felt proud that Gemma made no attempt to hide what we’d been doing.
“Well, at least you found something to wear, even if it’s not covering much.”
“Why complain about that, Mand; the girls look sensational,” Adam quipped.
“We considered coming downstairs nude,” I said, chuckling with my new found confidence.
It fell silent as we focussed on eating our tea but I nearly choked on a chip when I felt Mandy’s toes running up and down my foot. For an instant, I wondered if it was accidental contact but a second later, I felt it once more. There was no doubt; it had been a deliberate act when I felt her toes venture up my lower leg. I’d remained wet, tingly and turned on from my earlier sex with Gemma but my pussy immediately began to dribble onto the chair. Instinctively, I turned a little towards her, opening my legs a little as I looked at her and smiled. I noticed her nipples stood erect, easily visible through her nightie. She continued to tease my feet and lower legs, as I undid the cord around the gown.
Adam was the first to finish his egg and chips, immediately asking who wanted a drink. A second later, he was on his feet turning on the kettle. His t-shirt and shorts did nothing to hide his erection. Within a few minutes, we’d all finished eating. I turned my chair, so I was facing Mandy, giving her an unobstructed view of my pussy. Gemma must have noticed. She smiled, stood up, lifting her chair and carrying it, placing it by my side.
“Are you letting everyone see you pussy, Jo?”
I didn’t reply, simply smiled, opening my legs and pulling the gown apart to reveal my body. I watched Mandy’s eyes light up, as did Adam’s when he turned around. Gemma stood to my left, placed her hands on my shoulders, before raising her left foot and straddling my thighs and sitting down. Somewhat surprised, I made no attempt to resist when her hands slipped around my body underneath the dressing gown. Leaning forward, Gemma placed her lips tenderly on mine. My pussy was dribbling from Mandy’s attempt to seduce me with her toes but feeling Gemma’s wet pussy lips on my bare thighs turned me on further. Our mouths opened as we began to kiss passionately.
