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Abby and Becca were two unlike twins helping each other through life. Or, were they? What was the secret that they shared? The surprise ending may provide the answer. Or will it?

Erotica / Fantasy
marsha rice
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Please allow me to introduce to you, Miss Abigail Rebecca Chandler. She was born at 11:59 p.m. on March 31st. She is my sister. My name is Rebecca Abigail Chandler. I was born at 12:01 on April 1st. We are twins. Our weird parents, well our mother at least, couldn’t decide whether they liked Abigail or Rebecca better for a girl’s name so she used both for Abby when she was born, not thinking that I could be a girl too. When I emerged two minutes later, my mother got the bright idea to reverse the names for me, then she could have an Abigail and a Rebecca.

We are identical twins. We are exactly the same physically. As we grew up, we were always dressed alike, and our hair was always done up the same way. We liked being the same, it was easy fooling the family and our friends as to which one we were. Mother was the only person who could tell us apart, she always knew, but didn’t let on. We even had our father fooled at times.

Grade school was difficult for us, the teachers weren’t always understanding, but we got through it. Middle school got to be real fun. You see, that’s when you have each subject in a different room with a different teacher. We made sure that we dressed exactly the same, every day. Being identical twins doesn’t mean that absolutely everything is identical. I seem to be better at math and Abby is better at grammar and composition, so on test days we would swap classes, that way we both pass everything. Life was good. We had the whole world right where we wanted it.

Then IT happened. We got older, you know, high school, puberty, boys, ugh! Growing up became very confusing, but we always had each other. It was the one constant that we could count on, no matter what. We shared everything. There was nothing that either one of us did that the other didn’t know about, we made sure of it. If we had been separated at all during the day, which happened at school regularly, we would tell each other what happened that night when we climbed into bed.

We liked sleeping together, it was easy to hide under the covers and whisper all of our secrets to each other. We believed that there couldn’t be any two people in the world that were closer than we were.

Mother, was always there for us as we experienced the trials and tribulations of growing up. I think that she was the only one who ever really understood the relationship that Abby and I have. I’m not sure that father ever even tried to get to know us.

It is true what they say about twins, we can feel each other’s pain and know each other’s thoughts. One time, Abby fell in gym class and I knew how bad she was hurt. Whenever I got a headache, Abby could feel it too. We even start our periods on the same day. Don’t think for a minute that that doesn’t create some not-so-fun times.

But, something was changing, inside us. We had feelings that neither of us had felt before. I laid in bed one night with my back to Abby, and I started to get a very warm feeling between my legs and my stomach was doing flip-flops. I felt really hot. It wasn’t even that time of the month. I rolled over to wake Abby. I could see that she was still awake. She was touching her breasts, squeezing them and pulling on her nipples.

“Abs, I don’t think I feel good. What are you doing?” I whispered.

“Shh, do as I do. Pinch your nipples and roll them around between your fingers.” She said.

“Why are you doing that?”

“It’s okay, trust me.”

Of course, I trusted her, so I copied everything she did. I messaged my breasts like she was doing and gave a little pinch to my nips. Our little titties were growing into boobs and they had become very sensitive lately. The hot feeling between my legs intensified and it was getting harder to breathe.


“Don’t stop, keep doing it.” She said.

She moved one of her hands between her legs and rubbed herself, so I did it too. My pubic hair got wet as I slid my fingers back and forth, it became difficult to hold still. We both were writhing in unison, our hands touching ourselves like never before, and like clockwork, we both experienced our first orgasm.


It was soon becoming quite normal for Abby and I to satisfy ourselves, together under the covers of our bed. She had ventured to one of those adult stores and bought a fake penis. It was very realistic looking, but this one also vibrated. We were pretty sure that real ones didn’t. At first we shared it. I would watch her use it, then she would pass it to me and I would take my turn with it. Curiosity got the better of us and we experimented using it on each other, much to our delight. One question still haunted us, what was it like to have sex with a guy?

Abby claimed that because she was born first, that she was destined to do things first. There was a guy at school that we both liked and Abby finally got up the nerve to ask him to go to the movies.

Abby had been on several dates with Ben when we decided to see if we could still pull off the old switcheroo. Ben had invited Abby to a party at his friend’s house and I went in her place. It was a fun party, there were a lot of people there. I didn’t know many of them. Ben and I stood off in a corner watching the others when he leaned in and kissed me. I wasn’t surprised because Abby had said that they did that a lot, and he was a real good kisser. His tongue darted in and out of my mouth and I suddenly felt his hand on my boob. Abby didn’t tell me about this part, but I enjoyed it and didn’t ask him to stop. I was worried about what other people would think if they were watching us. I pulled away from him a bit and looked around the room. No one was paying any attention, so we resumed our make out session. This time his hand was under my top and he slid it up high enough to pop my boob right out of my bra. Again, I didn’t stop him. He asked me to go upstairs, and I told him that we should probably leave. I could feel the bulge in his pants press against me, and I was sure of why he wanted me to go with him. I asked him to take me home.

He parked in front of our house and we kissed a little more. I told him I had to go in the house and kissed him good night. Before I finished kissing him, I put my hand on his lap. The bulge was getting bigger and I told him that maybe next time we could do something different.


Abby met me at the door, “You let him play with your boobs, how could you? You know we can sense each other. I could tell, like as if I was there.”

“Yeah, well, thanks to me, you’ll probably get laid on your next date. So, your welcome.”


Abby and I split the next few dates with Ben, we were sure he couldn’t tell which one of us he was with. My prediction of having sex with him had not yet been realized, and Abby and I decided to invite him over to our house on Saturday because we would have the house to ourselves.


“Answer the doorbell.” Abby yelled down from upstairs, “I’m not ready yet.”

“Hi, Ben, come on in. I hope you didn’t eat yet, I ordered pizza.” I said. I did notice that he brought beer with him. “You going to try and get me drunk and take advantage of me?”

He just smiled and sat on the couch in the living room.

We ate some pizza and drank a couple of beers. As the evening progressed, things got a little more intense with Ben. I would often excuse myself to go to the bathroom and Abby and I would switch places. At one point, Abby told me to quickly unhook my bra because hers had just come undone while he copped a feel. I did just that and rejoined Ben.

“I’m sorry, where were we?” I asked.

“You sure do go to the bathroom a lot. Everything okay?” He asked.

“Yeah, just fine.” I straddled his lap and looked into his big blue eyes, “I like it when you touch me. How about I make it easier for you?” and I pulled my top and bra completely off and tossed them on the floor.

My eyes darted back and forth between the rise in his pants and the look on Abby’s face as she stood in the doorway watching. I grabbed Ben by the back of his neck and pulled him closer so I could stick my boob in his mouth. I could fell myself getting wet as he scraped his teeth across my nipples that were now very hard. I unzipped his pants and his erection sprung to attention.

I remembered how good Abby’s dildo made me feel and I wanted so much to stick Ben inside me.

“I’ll be right back.” I said.

“Now where are you going? Your timing sucks.”

“I gotta get a condom, don’t move.” And I ran to the kitchen.

“Okay, Abby it’s your turn. Take the condom with you. Take your top off and leave your pants on, he’s waiting.”

Abby and Ben proceeded to have wild rambunctious sex on the living room couch, on the floor, over the back of the chair and back on the couch again. I became the voyeur, pleasuring myself as I watched from the doorway. I experienced my own orgasm every time Abby had one.

Abby came back to the kitchen, her panties in one hand and the used condom in the other.

“If you want to get another one of these and try to revive him, feel free.” She said as she handed me the condom full of Ben’s sperm.

As I headed through the doorway, she said, “Psst, lose the panties, we are naked already, remember?”

I looked down at Ben laying on the couch, his erection had vanished, “Up for round two?” I asked.

He just looked at me and said, “I can’t, I gotta go.” He got dressed, gave me a kiss on the cheek and left me standing in the middle of my living room, stark ass naked, with an unused condom in my hand.


“Remember our first time? What was his name? Ben?” Abby asked.

“Your first time. He left before I had my turn, remember? My god, Abs, that was a long time ago, what brought that up?” I replied.

“I don’t know, I was just thinking about all of the fun we had in school. Think about all those boys that still don’t know for sure which one of us they were with.”

“Yeah, and the ones who had us both in the same night and didn’t know. Don’t forget about them.” I said. “You know how much I miss you? I hate you not being here all the time.”

“So, tell me about this boyfriend of yours. Is he good looking? Rich? Unmarried?”

“Abby, of course he’s all of that. I told you about him. He’s the same one I’ve been with since the last time you were here. The only thing different with him is that he got a little tiny devil tattoo right above his hair line. You can’t see it if he has on his Fruit of the Looms, or if the lights are out.”

“I’d like to meet him sometime.” Abby said. “Hey, I’ve got an idea. Why don’t you let me go in place of you next time, before I leave. You know, for old time’s sake. See if the old magic is still alive. What’ya say?”

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea.” I said.

“What? You don’t trust me? I would never do anything that you wouldn’t do.”

“Of course, I trust you. Just be nice to him. I like him. A lot.” I said, “He’ll pick you up tomorrow around seven. It’s casual, he likes my white tank top with the blue shorts.”


“Well, what did you think of Brett? Nice guy isn’t he?” My inquiring mind wanted to know.

“He wasn’t as aggressive as I expected, I had to make the first move.”

“What did you do, Abs?”

“Well, how else was I going to judge if he was good enough for you, if I didn’t check out everything about him? He likes it with you on top, doesn’t he?”

“Not always, we take turns. I can’t believe you had sex with him on your first date.”

“Don’t forget, I was you last night. So, it wasn’t your first. Anyway, I got a close up look while I, I mean you, gave him a blow job, and I didn’t see any little devil tattoo. Oh, by the way, I invited him over tonight. I wanted to see him once more before I go.”

“Okay, smart ass, then I’ll show you the tat.” I said.

“How you going to do that?”

“Easy, just like old times. You hide in the closet next to the bed. It has louvered doors, and when I get his pants off, I’ll point to it.”

“Oh, so I have to watch you have sex this time?”

“Yes, Abs, time to take a back seat.”


Brett came over early, and because I didn’t want Abby to have to spend all night in the closet, I planted a big kiss on him, told him how much I missed him, and that I wanted to skip all the preliminaries and take him straight to my bed.

“What do you mean you missed me? It hasn’t even been twenty-four hours since we were together?” He asked.

“I just mean last night was so great, I want a repeat. Now, please.” I stripped naked right there in front of the front door. “Are you going to say no to this?”

He never said a word, he just took my hand and led me to the couch.

“Uh, uh. Not the couch, the bed.” And I led him upstairs.

“Your turn, off with the clothes.” I said.

“Aren’t you going to turn out the light?” He asked.

“No. You need help with these?” I unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and dropped them to the floor. I reached up and grabbed onto his tightie whities, and as I slid them off his hips…there was no little devil tattoo. I didn’t understand, I knew that I had seen it.

I didn’t want to disappoint Brett after all the fuss I made, so it was time to give Abby a free show. I mounted Brett and rode him like a bucking bronco. He was done fast, as was I. Then he said he was hungry and that he’d go for take-out and return.

“I told you, no tattoo. Anyway, thanks for the show, he was just about that quick last night too. If you had taken more time, I could have entertained myself in the closet while I watched.”

All of a sudden I heard the front door open again, “Becca?” I heard a voice call from downstairs.

“Still up here.” I shouted back. I heard the rustling of take-out bags as Brett made his way up the stairs.

“You haven’t moved, or gotten dressed. You want to eat here on the bed?” He asked.

“Sure, then maybe we can have desert after, and who knows, maybe you can last longer this time.” I said with just a little bit of sarcasm.

He just looked at me kind of strange and said, “Whatever.”

We chowed down the burgers that he brought and bantered back and forth for a few minutes. I still hadn’t covered up at all. “Take your clothes off and you can have this.” I said as I spread my legs wide open exposing all of me for him to see.

Brett stood up, took his shirt off and turned his back to me. He dropped his pants showing me his bare butt and turned off the light before he turned around. I got off the bed and pushed him onto it.

“Just like before, me on top, don’t you remember? And with the light on.” And I flipped the switch.

There he lay, and there it was, the little devil tattoo. Right where I said it was. I wasn’t dreaming. I looked toward the closet door, hoping that Abby could see what I saw.

Abby swung the door open and with panic in her voice, yelled, “Becca, he’s a twin. There’s two of them. They are using you. Can’t you see? That’s our game. They are twins.”

“Who are you? What are you trying to pull? What do you think I am?” I screamed at him.

“They’re pulling a fast one on you. You’re nothing more than a piece of meat to them. Cut his dick off, they can’t get away with this.” Yelled Abby.

“Who are you talking to?” Brett cried as he tried to wiggle away from me. “You’re fucking nuts lady!” He jumped off the bed and scooped up his clothes, ran down the stairs and out the door.

“That’s right, get the fuck out! And don’t come back, I never want to see you again!” I screamed so loud that my ears hurt.

I turned back towards the closet door, “Abby?” I cried.

“Way to go Becca. Nobody’s ever going to take advantage of you, ever again. You got this, girl.” I heard her say.

“Abby, where are you? I can’t see you, don’t leave me.”

“Becca, you don’t need me anymore.”

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