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I felt like death warmed over when I finally awoke and even the two warm bodies sandwiching me didn't help very much.
The very second I eased myself out from between them, they closed the gap I'd left and their arms went around each other's neck.
"Bloody hell." I thought and smiled at the absurdity of it, "Imagine if I had a twin sister like mum did and woke up with her wrapped around me like that."
I groaned as I stood in the bathroom brushing my teeth and felt a pair of arms slipping around my waist.
"Hello beautiful," she said and reached for my growing erection.
"Mum?" I said.
"It's Sarah," she laughed,
"You sure?"
A deliciously dirty laugh from behind us both and the tinkling of urine into the toilet bowl convinced me she wasn't lying.
Mum waved cheekily at me from where she sat on the loo.
"I'm mummy and that dirty tart there is your aunt Sarah."
Even though I felt like shit, my bloody cock wouldn't go down, and I had to almost push Sarah away from me while I stood under the shower until gradually my head cleared and my eyes actually began to focus properly.
"Oh it's a cover up day is it?" said mum as I walked into the kitchen wearing jeans and a tee shirt.
I grinned as I took the coffee Jill held out to me and sipped it carefully.
"Give me a break girls," I pleaded. "There's two of you and one of me, I need a rest, he needs a rest." and I pointed down to my groin.
"Has anyone got a cigarette?"
Sarah lit one for me and smiled as she reached over and lodged the tip just between the lips of my mother's pussy.
"What?" she laughed, "What?"
As I reached for it, mum's mobile rang.
" I bet that's Paige," she laughed. "Hello?"
My heart sank as I watched the expression on her face change into a scowl.
"Your Father," she mouthed silently and walked out into the garden, the phone hard against her ear.
I don't know what it is about twins, only twins can really understand the closeness they share, but Sarah reached out and took my hand.
"She needs you, Jamie," she said softly and smiled at the look of amazement on my face.
"Trust me, she needs you."
She was standing next to the low wall overlooking the beach, her shoulders shaking as she sobbed.
"Mum?"
No answer, so I tried again.
"Mum, please talk to me."
Still keeping her back to me, she whispered.
"He's gone Jamie, he's filing for divorce."
What could I say? What could anyone say?
Tears coursed down over her cheeks as I turned her round to face me.
"I want to hold you, mum."
She nodded, "Please."
As soon as I wrapped my arms around her, she began sobbing uncontrollably, her whole body shook and she trembled.
Sarah took her away from me with a smile of understanding and helped her into a pair of shorts, it seemed right somehow that she should be dressed.
"Give us a few minutes Jamie," she said and with an arm around her sister's waist, led her back into the kitchen.
To this day, I don't know what made me do it, but I picked mum's phone up from where she'd dropped it and hit dad's number,
"Look, Suzy," he began, but I shut him up,
"It's me, dad."
"Oh hi, James."
"Please spare me the politeness dad," I said. "Like you, I can't stand bullshit, mum's hurting and hurting bad, so from now on, any communication you have with her will be through me or whatever solicitor you wish to use."
He laughed derisively, and I felt my anger rising.
"Don't forget James that without me you don't have much of a future, - - - "
"Hey, asshole," I shouted. "Have a car at Heathrow to meet me off the next flight from Paris, Charles De Gaulle."
"Who the hell do you think you're talk- - -. "
"Just fucking do it." and I punched the phone savagely, breaking the connection.
I still felt like a bag of shit as I stepped off the plane at Heathrow and walked straight through the non-existent customs check into the arrivals lounge.
He was there with a nervous smile on his face and an extended hand.
"James," he said correctly.
"Father," I replied and pointedly ignored the hand.
We walked silently to the car, where he beckoned for me to get into the back seat.
"Hello James," she said. I immediately got out again.
"Is this your idea of a fucking joke?" I hissed.
"James, please."
I fought to control my rising anger, God how I wanted to smash my fist into his face.
"Get that fucking slag out of my sight and do it now dad" I didn't even raise my voice, but obviously I didn't need to. With a click of his fingers, he sent the car on its way and took my arm.
"Drink?"
"A quick one, I'm going back tonight and to be honest I don't really feel too well disposed towards you dad."
"You called me dad."
"A slip of the tongue, that's all."
The waitress placed our drinks on the table, and he leaned towards me.
"I'm sorry if I've hurt your mum, James, but these things happen," he shrugged his shoulders, "You know how it is."
"Yes, I know how it is, father, I know a lady who worked for you, sweated for you, cooked for you and went out at night sweeping office floors for you while you were earning peanuts. I know a little boy who never knew his father because he was too busy working and too tired when he came home, too tired to give the little boy a hug."
I took a sip of my drink, then pushed it away.
"That same lady turned a blind eye to your affairs and cried herself to sleep when you phoned with some pathetic fucking excuse to say you wouldn't be home at night."
"I don't think I want to listen to any more of this," he said and rose to his feet.
His eyes bulged as my hand shot out and gripped his throat, squeezing it with a strength I didn't know I had.
"You'll listen until I've finished," I whispered and he sat down again.
"Fifty percent, father," I said softly. "Fifty percent of everything."
"You must be joking."
I stood up and smiled at him as I heard my flight being called.
"Fifty percent and you walk away, fight it, and you'll lose. I'll commit perjury and say that you sexually abused me, I'll say that you used me for your own pleasure, I'll break down in tears in the witness box and scream for them to take you away, are you getting the message yet father?"
"You bastard," he hissed, but I smiled.
"Only mum knows whether or not I'm a bastard," I whispered. " But as far as I'm concerned I'm my father's son."
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"Jamie, what have you done?"
She was pale and drawn and stank of booze, Jill too, I gathered that I'd had a better day than they had.
I told them everything I'd said, leaving nothing out and when I'd finished I sat back on the couch, feeling tired, very tired.
"If I've done wrong, mum, I'm sorry, no fuck it, I'm not sorry. Everything I said was off the cuff, no rehearsals, I made it up as I went along. Why should he be rich and leave you with fuck all? Hopefully, I've made you rich too, now I'm going to bed."
"Jamie?"
"What?"
"If I end up with nothing, I'll still be rich, I've got you."
Dawn was breaking when I woke up to a warm wet mouth enveloping my cock and Sarah propped up on one elbow smiling at me.
She'd put the nose stud back in.
"Hi."
"Hi."
"We've decided that this has to be our last night of sharing a bed with you, just in case he decides to come over unannounced."
"Okay"
Mum's mouth left my cock and went exploring between my legs, I moaned as her tongue licked each testicle in turn, her teeth gently nibbling at the loose skin of my ball sack.
"Need a hand down there Suzy?"
"Mmmph." came from down below.
"I think that was a yes, Sarah."
She giggled and licked her way down over my chest, pausing only briefly to suck hard at each nipple before letting her tongue leave a wet trail over my stomach.
She held my throbbing erection and licked the one side of it like a lollipop, while mum licked her way back from between my legs to join her sister and lick at the other side of the lollipop.
"Oh fuck yes," I sighed happily. "That is so bloody erotic."
They were kissing each other with the dome of my cock between their mouths, their tongues leaving long strings of saliva clinging to the tightly stretched skin of my shaft.
Each one licked at the other's saliva and swallowed it hungrily whilst beginning to masturbate me slowly. First Sarah sucked me, then mum took me into her mouth and sucked her sister's saliva off my cock.
I knew I wouldn't last long and I didn't. Almost without any warning at all, I erupted, first into mum's mouth, then Sarah's, not that it mattered anyway because they let go of me and locked their mouths together, passing my cum from mouth to mouth in the sexiest, most erotic kiss I'd ever seen in my life before.
"Shall we go down to a café for breakfast?" Sarah suggested and giggled when I said that I thought they'd just eaten.
"That was just an appetiser." mum laughed asTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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