Amy and Margaret weren't twins. They had to tell people that all of the time. They met in college, when both were studying English literature. They actually met in the ladies' room. Both of them were washing their hands and they first saw each other in the mirror as they looked up and both did a double-take at the same moment. They were so similar in looks to each other that they could be twins. They introduced each other and immediately agreed to meet for coffee later after their classes.

They became immediate friends and convinced their mutual dorm roommates to swap so they could share a room. They began to wonder if somehow they really were twins separated at birth. They each decided to do a home genetic test to see and were surprised and a little disappointed to discover that they weren't. They both were generic Western European, but that was it. Despite that, as their friendship grew, they each began to adjust their hair and makeup in subtle ways to accentuate their similarities until they even started buying outfits two at a time.

They took their friendship to the next level one night when Margaret came back late from a frat party and was a little tipsy. Amy was asleep, so she tried to be quiet, but after she got in bed she started thinking about one of the football players she'd met at the party and her pussy started to twitch.

She quietly got up and snuck over to her desk, pulling her dildo out of the bottom drawer and got back into bed. She closed her eyes and slowly stroked her moist slit with the fake cock, while imagining the hunky jock doing the same with his rigid dick. She bit her lip to stifle a moan and slipped the cock inside her. She tried to fuck herself as quietly as she could, but the sensations and the imagery in her head were just too much and she slammed headlong into an orgasm, squealing behind her tightly closed lips, her thighs quivering.

As she came down, she opened her eyes and glanced over to her roommate's bed, and to her brief horror saw Margaret sitting up in her bed looking back towards her. She was wearing a spaghetti strap top and bikini panties, but one hand was on top of her pubic mound making small little circles.

Margaret blushed and said, "I'm sorry I woke you."

Amy stood up, stripped off her top and panties and came over to Margaret's bed. She sat next to her and said, "No, it's ok. It was amazing to watch. And... well..." and then kissed Margaret on the lips.

Margaret closed her eyes and leaned back, and together the two laid down on her bed next to each other. Each ran a hand down the other's torso to her crotch, almost in perfect unison, and started rubbing small circles with her fingertips on her new lover's pussy, right at the top near the clit. Both moaned in approval and it wasn't long before both started panting and moaning together.

Once again, almost simultaneously, each ran a finger down to the other's hot, wet hole and plunged inside, running the fingertip on the front wall. Both of them were driving each other quickly towards a huge, mutual orgasm, and both cried out their pleasure, seemingly as every muscle in their bodies snapped tight and then turned to jelly.

As they came back to Earth Amy spoke first. "Wow, that was the best. You knew exactly what to do. How?"

Margaret answered, "I know - it was the same for me. I just did what I like, and it was like I was doing it to a copy of myself."

Amy reached in for another kiss at that point and they started playing with each other again, finally collapsing in a pile of limbs after two more thunderous climaxes.

They fell asleep like that in Margaret's bed. The next morning, Amy woke Margaret up tonguing her pussy and they wound up pleasuring each other with their mouths into two more orgasms. They finally got up only because they were starving and got dressed to go out to lunch.

While they were dressing they came to an agreement. Neither felt she was a lesbian - they both lusted after men - but agreed that what they had was way too special to dismiss or ignore. They vowed that they would never have sex without each other. And if that meant that they wanted to be fucked by a man, they would have to share one.

They made a plan to go out clubbing that night. They naturally dressed in identical outfits - short leather skirts, spaghetti strap white tops and the tallest heels they dared to try to dance in. They each had a clutch for their phone, ID and a credit card, and headed for the club.

As they walked past the bouncer ostensibly on their way to the back of the line, they were invited to go straight in. Once inside on the dance floor they became the center of attention for every male eye in the place. They danced surrounded by powerful male lust they could almost smell. Finally their attention landed on a particularly hunky guy in black jeans and a white shirt tight enough to show off his chilled physique underneath. As the song ended, they followed him over to the bar.

He introduced himself as Mark. He was working up the ladder in a brokerage house, having just recently graduated from college - in fact, the same school Margaret and Amy were attending. He ordered a pair of martinis for the two ladies, and after some small talk the suggestion was made that they could all go back to his place. Mark got out his phone and arranged for an Uber.

In the car, Mark apologized in advance for his third story walk-up studio. He warned them it was small, though tidy. The car deposited the trio on the sidewalk and the girls followed him up and inside. They made their way up the stairs, arriving at the door to Mark's apartment just a bit out-of-breath. Inside, they noted that Mark wasn't kidding about the apartment. It was just a single room with a bed near a large picture window. A small kitchenette with a counter and barstool was by the door they just entered, and another door on the other side (they assumed) led to a bathroom. In addition to the double bed there was a couch. Mark walked over to the window and closed the curtains.

He walked back to the two identical beauties in the middle of his apartment and all three entered into a group hug, three pairs of lips forming kissing pairs one after another. After a bit, Mark grabbed one of the two (it happened to be Amy) by the shoulders and turned her around, reaching under her arms to take her breasts in his powerful hands. Margaret sunk to her knees and began to work the zipper on Mark's pants to free his hard cock. Mark reached down to lift the hem of Amy's shirt up and over her head, then work the catches on her bra. When it sprung free, he returned his hands to her breasts, now able to tweak her nipples, turning them into hard little nubs as she moaned with her eyes closed.

Margaret, by this time, had extricated Mark's cock and had the head of it in her mouth, running her tongue all around it. While her mouth was occupied, she reached over to Amy's side and unzipped her skirt and allowed it to fall to her ankles. Amy moved her feet slightly apart as Margaret reached between her thighs to scoot the fabric of her thong out of the way.

Amy moaned louder as Mark continued to knead her breasts and Margaret played with her pussy and continued her attention on Mark's cock. Suddenly Amy opened her eyes spun around and dropped to her knees next to Margaret.

"My turn!" she said and reached for Mark's cock. Margaret relinquished it and took the opportunity to peel the shirt and bra off herself. Mark reached for Margaret's arm and urged her to stand and they embraced and kissed while Mark moaned appreciably over Amy's ministrations with her mouth. Margaret pulled Mark's shirt over his head and ran her hands over his taut chest and stomach. He was so hard, strong and manly she felt like she could just melt into his arms.

Mark stopped Amy and kicked off his shoes and shed his pants and boxers. Margaret stood and got rid of her skirt and panties and Mark urged them both over to his bed. He laid down on his back and the two ladies climbed on top of him, one at his head and one at his hips. Amy got his hard cock first, impaling herself on his stiffness while Margaret straddled over his face. As Amy started to bob up and down both of them reached out to fondle each other's breasts.

Mark ran his tongue back and forth from Margaret's clit to her sopping cunt, making her tremble and moan as he did. Amy drew herself up and down on his cock faster and faster until she ran headlong into a powerful orgasm, every muscle in her body sent reeling into convulsions. As she watched her roommate cum, Margaret also was propelled into her own orgasm by Mark's tongue.

Mark didn't give either of them much time to come back to her senses. He got up and pushed Margaret down to her hands and knees and got behind her. Amy moved in front of Margaret and spread her legs wide. Margaret moved to tongue Amy's pussy while Mark entered her from behind.

Margaret had some trouble keeping on target because of Mark's vigorous pumping. It wasn't long before she was again propelled into an orgasm, her pussy fluttering over Mark's cock. And that was enough for Mark as well. He pumped twice more before letting loose with a loud grunt and pushing one last time as deep as he could into her. Just for a microsecond she could feel him stop before his cock grew another size and the hot cum poured out of him and filled her up.

Mark collapse to the side and Amy crawled over to lick his cock clean. Margaret cuddled up to Mark's other side and the two nestled into opposite sides of Mark, and he wrapped an arm around each.

Margaret spoke up first. "Oh my God, Amy, he felt so good when he came."

Amy smiled. "Mmm. I can imagine. He was so big and hard." She poked Mark in the chest and continued, "Hey, mister. You're not done yet. I want some of that too." As she said that, her hand reached down for his somewhat deflated member. She gently wrapped her hand around it and moved ever so slowly over it.

Mark spoke up, "You don't have to ask twice. I'll be ready for you shortly. Why don't you two... well, you know."

The two ladies smiled and got to their knees and kissed while Mark moved back to watch.

Each moved a hand down to between the other's legs while they kissed, and as each began to rub very near the other's clit they started to moan.

It only took a few minutes of that before Mark's cock was hard again.

"I've got something for one of you, but I can't tell which one of you it is!"

Amy smiled and moved over to straddle his cock once again. She wasted no time and began to bounce up and down on his cock as fast as she could. Margaret knelt behind her and reached her hands around Amy to play with her breasts as they bounced up and down. Her fast pace insured that Mark wouldn't last too long, and as he reached his second orgasm, he reached back to grab her ass and yank it down right before he exploded into her, making her come with him.

And that was how it all began. The two of them are close to graduation now, and they're looking for the right man who can satisfy them both long-term. But until they find Mr. Right, they still go clubbing to spend a night with Mr. Right Now.