Author's Note

Warning: Scroll to the bottom of this chapter before you decide to read it.

Warning: I don't even fucking know anymore.

Pipp got to her feet, only for Zipp to seize her by the shoulders and spin her around so she was facing away. "Ah! Hey!" she protested over her shoulder as Zipp pulled her jacket off.

When Zipp had managed to get her sister's arms out of the sleeves, she tossed the jacket away before wrapping one arm loosely around Pipp's neck. Her other hand went to the bottom of Pipp's shirt, which she pulled up and over Pipp's chest, revealing considerable breasts contained in a bra with a buckle on the front. Zipp leaned back slightly, pulling Pipp with her and forcing her to arch her back and push her chest out.

As the high of having just facefucked her own sister receded, Pipp let herself relax into Zipp's grip. She raised her hand and pulled Zipp's face forward, turning her own head and tilting it upward to bring their lips together. Zipp undid the buckle of Pipp's bra, freeing her large, pink breasts. Releasing Pipp's neck, Zipp moved both hands to her sister's breasts, squeezing them and rolling her nipples between her thumbs and index fingers.

Pipp sighed through her nose, her eyes fluttering shut as she stood up even straighter. While she kept one of her hands on the back of Zipp's head, the other went down to the zipper of her skirt. Undoing it, she shook her hips to dislodge the skirt, but the waistband got caught on the large dildo still attached to her hips.

Nonetheless, Zipp took notice of what her sister was trying to do and released her, crouching down to remove the skirt herself. While Zipp worked on that, Pipp finally removed her shirt fully and pulled her bra the rest of the way off, rendering her curvaceous figure bare but for her long boots and the strap-on.

The twins paused to take each other in, tracing their eyes over each other's figures and curves as if to confirm that this was real. Pipp had long since ceased to be nervous about their location—any chance to further consummate her closeness to her sister was an opportunity she would never pass up. Zipp, meanwhile, was just glad she'd been able to get Pipp to join her, and was really hoping her days of feverishly fingering herself in the bathroom to mental images of Pipp were over.

With that thought in mind, Zipp broke eye contact first to pull her underwear off, moving the lightning-printed panties over her sock-clad legs and kicking them away. She spun around and braced her hands against one of the tables, bending forward and spreading her legs wide. "Ready for the main event?" she said, wiggling her butt at Pipp.

"The question is, are you ready?" Pipp said as she walked forward and placed her hands on her sister's hips, lining the rubber cock up with her folds.

Truth be told, Zipp always felt a little nervous when she offered herself up to the eight inches of rubber now poking at her pussylips. She was far more used to wearing it herself, which was why it was white, and subjecting herself to the still-unfamiliar feeling of having her pussy stretched around it, of even being penetrated by something of its size, unnerved her slightly. Nevertheless, she disguised it well as Pipp gave a gentle push into her, starkly contrasting the facial rutting she'd subjected Zipp to earlier.

Inches of dildo disappeared past Zipp's entrance, gradually filling her vagina and spreading its walls apart. In spite of her mild discomfort at the idea of getting fucked, her body had been anticipating the act, and her pussy was already wet enough to permit the dildo to slide easily through her.

After a long moment, Pipp hilted inside her sister, the tip of the strap-on coming just short of the discomfort of hitting Zipp's cervix as Pipp pressed up against her sister. She kept herself there, letting Zipp adjust to the sensation of having her pussy wrapped around the thick rubber length.

Soon, Zipp gave a short nod, letting Pipp know to continue. Pipp slowly pulled out of her sister, the dildo glistening with a coating of Zipp's fluids once more as it exited her body. Zipp hummed quietly as the length moved through her, feeling herself contract around it as Pipp pushed herself back in.

Remembering her sister's request, Pipp soon began to quicken her pace. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh began to fill the room, combining with the sounds of a now-moaning Zipp. The rubber length drove in and out of Zipp, going as deep as it could with every push forward and leaving sparks of pleasure in its wake when it pulled back. It was all Pipp could hope for that it felt as great to Zipp as she was used to feeling when Zipp used it on her.

Zipp's pleasure built, her reservations melting away as the thick shaft of the dildo rubbed at every one of her sensitive spots. Her arms were shaking now, threatening to give out, but still she held herself up. She was positively dripping her arousal now, drops of her juices falling to mark the floor between her feet.

Keeping a firm grip on Zipp's waist, Pipp kept hammering into her, moving her hips back and forth at ever greater speeds until, with a cry, Zipp went rigid, her legs shaking slightly as she arched her back. "Hnnnggg!" she groaned, clenching her teeth and squeezing her eyes shut. Pipp kept going the entire time, fucking her sister through what appeared to be her orgasm.

After a few moments, Zipp relaxed, her pale white form going slack as she lowered her upper body to the table top and rested her head on her arms. "W-whoa," she breathed as Pipp slowed and came to a stop.

Pipp slid the strap-on out of her sister and took it off. After a moment's consideration, she put the dildo into her own pussy, pushing it into herself up to the hilt. Slowly, she began to slide it in and out of herself, her sister's leftover juices acting as lubricant as she fucked herself on the length she'd just fucked her own sister with.

[Fuck it, the rest of this is going to suck as much balls as the shit you already read. Feel free to write and publish your own continuation of this "story".]