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Double Your Pleasure by Gabrielle Chapter one, The Morning Damn, another runner in a new pair of nylons! Luckily, Gwen always bought in two's and had a spare leg to turn to. "Make a mental note to stop by Sinsations for a couple of new pair", she thought to herself. Changing the ruined stocking, Gwen slid her hands up the silky smooth, nylon sheathed skin of both legs and felt the involuntary shiver course through her torso. Not much in the world felt sexier that a taught pair of nylons stretched over freshly shaved legs. The pull of the six garters from her satin and lace garterbelt constantly reminded her of what she had on, and that brought a sly smile to her lips. God how she loved getting dressed up! She slipped on her sand silk blouse and matching skirt that stopped 6 inches above her knees, buckled the straps of her suede instep strap pumps, put the finishing touches to her hair, touched up her lipstick and headed out the door for a day in town. Gwen (aka Greg Neely) tried to schedule such an excursion at least once a week. Most times, these sojourns into town included a stop at her favorite lingerie specialty shop "Sinsations", and a quiet lunch at one of the outdoor cafes lining Front Avenue which ran parallel to the beach. Rebecca, the proprietor of Sinsations was always more than helpful helping Gwen pick out something very sensual from her most recent shipments. Rebecca knew of Gwen's true identity and having not known another crossdresser before, was satisfying her own curiosity as well as providing a non-hassle service to Gwen. Gwen therefore made sure Rebecca received as much business as she could afford. The day was glorious and with just a light offshore breeze blowing, Gwen decided the top on the convertible had to come down. Since her hair was arranged in a long page-boy cut, a style that suited both of her gender roles, a little wind in the hair was not a problem that a few strokes of the brush wouldn't repair. As Gwen headed out onto the highway, she couldn't resist rubbing her left leg along the calf of her right and reveling in the delightful feeling of nylon against nylon. This always turned her on and got her juices flowing. It was a good thing, she thought, that she had taken the care to insert a panty liner into her lace panties before she "tucked". Silk showed wetness so easily and stained even easier. With the day just beginning, she couldn't afford to luxuriate too much and decided to defer the delicious feelings her movements were causing until later in the day. Trying hard not to think about it too much, Gwen concentrated on driving and enjoying the view. As she slowed for a traffic light, she caught the movement of a car pulling up next to her at the intersection. As we all do, Gwen turned her head and glanced at the occupants of the neighboring car. Inside were two young men, both looking to be in their twenties and both were staring at her intently. Now Gwen had enough experience being out to know that she could easily pass without being read in all but the most compromising situations and immediately realized that both fellows were staring at what would appear to be a beautiful woman sitting in the convertible next to them. Not being one to pass up on an opportunity, Gwen flashed them her best smile and winked as the light changed and left both of them sitting in the crosswalk. Obviously, having been distracted by Gwen's attention, the driver had forgotten to shift the car into first gear and had tried to start off in fifth, causing the vehicle to die in the middle of the crosswalk. Realizing what she had caused, Gwen laughed out loud and waved in the rearview mirror as she sped away. With her confidence bolstered that much more, Gwen had a feeling this would turn out to be a very good day indeed. Since "Sinsations" was located in a strip mall instead of the large shopping mall in the community, and was right on her way, Gwen decided to make it her first stop as Rebecca had called her two days previous and had promised that she would enjoy seeing what the latest shipment had included. Pulling into the parking lot, she eased the car into a spot just a couple of doors down and parked. It was still fairly early in the day and that would mean that there were few other customers in the store to deal with. This way, Rebecca could spend alot of uninterrupted time with Gwen and make sure all of the newly stocked items were viewed. As Gwen walked into the store, the familiar bell tones sounded announcing a customer. The store was virtually empty of other customers and Gwen immediately noticed that all of the fixtures had been changed. Where the teddies always had been, racks and racks of panties now stood. Same for the bras, the nighties, the robes. Everything had changed, not that that was a problem but it was a little disorienting at first. Still not having seen anyone, including Rebecca since entering, Gwen decided to see if anyone besides her was actually in the store. Walking toward the back room, Gwen began calling "Rebecca, Hon, are you here? It's Gwen." Suddenly, from behind the curtain that hung in the doorway to the back part of the building, walked one of the most beautiful women Gwen had ever laid eyes on. For one brief instant, their eyes met and traveled each other from head to toe before the beautiful stranger spoke, "May I be of assistance dear?" Stunned at the gorgeous creature standing before her, Gwen took a moment to reply, "Uh, oh, yes, I'm, er, looking for Rebecca." "Rebecca is not here, are you a friend of hers?" the stranger asked. "Well, yes. My name is Gwen Neely and I was hoping Rebecca was here. She called me a couple of days ago and I was supposed to see her today. She was going to show me some new items that had just arrived". "Gwen Neely, Oh yes, Rebecca told us all about you," the woman replied. Perhaps we had better talk in the back". As the curtain was pulled to one side, Gwen stepped into the back room. On her previous visits, she had occasion to be back here but this was not what she had remembered it being like. Instead of the bare walls and floors with shipping boxes and clothes racks stacked all around, what Gwen saw was essentially a lavishly decorated boudoir with rich tapestries adorning the walls, luxurious carpet on the floor and plush velvet furnishings. As Gwen turned slightly to view the rest of the familiar yet unfamiliar setting, she froze. Her jaw dropped slightly as her mouth open as if to speak but no words would she emit. Her eyes had to be playing tricks on her! There in front of her, sitting in one of the plush velvet arm chairs was exact double of the woman who first greeted her in the store and now stood within 12 inches of her. Snapping her head around to make sure she was seeing what her brain told her she was seeing, she immediately snapped her head around and again stared at the double sitting in the chair. Still not having said a word since entering the room, Gwen felt a slight touch on her left arm and the first of the twin beauties softly spoke. "I can tell you are probably a little confused at this moment Gwen. Please sit down and maybe we can explain the situation," the first beauty offered. "First of all, my name is Francesca Chilcoat. That gorgeous creature in the chair is Valerie. We are twins, as you can probably see. We are very good friends of Rebecca. You see, Rebecca had to leave town unexpectedly yesterday. I'm not sure if you knew it or not but Rebecca had a Sister in Seattle. Two days ago, Rebecca was told that her sister was killed in a car wreck. Being the sister and the type of person that she is, Rebecca has agreed to take care of her sister's children in Seattle, at least for the time being. She thought it would be better this way. The children are going through what may be the worst time of their lives right now and Rebecca did not want to add to their problems by jerking them out of school at their age. It would have just been too much for them right now." "I'm so very sorry to hear that" Gwen offered. "I wish I had known." "There was no time for Rebecca to do much more than call us, pack a bag and catch the next flight to Washington," Valerie stated. "As Francesca stated before, We were very close to Rebecca and luckily, were available and have agreed to run the store in her absence. You see, Rebecca helped us start our own lingerie specialty shop across the valley. We agreed to operate only if it didn't compete with Rebecca's clients. Our store has grown so much in the past year, we have added staff to take care of the daily running of the business and that had freed us up to do pretty much what we want to as of late. So, you see, we were more than happy to help her out." "Please offer my sincere sympathy to Rebecca when you speak to her next", Gwen offered, "Poor girl." "Thank you Gwen, I'm sure she will appreciate that." Valerie said. "Now", Francesca stated, crossing her long, trim legs and clasping her delicate hands in her lap. "What can we do for you? As I said, Rebecca took the time to fill us in on some of her most special clients and she wanted us to especially take care of your needs. I think you will find we are most capable." Gwen couldn't help in catching the underlying meaning of Francesca's statement. She was further convinced when she caught Francesca turn and wink at her twin still sitting in the chair. "Well, I had come here hoping to see some of the new arrivals Rebecca had phoned me about." Gwen offered. "She was always good about calling me when she received a new shipment." "Delightful!" Valerie blurted as she rose from the chair. Gwen was sitting directly across from her and couldn't help but catch the view between Valerie's legs as she rose from her sitting position. The tops of Valerie's stocking were in plain view as were the delicate lace garter straps attached to the garterbelt she wore. Gwen was convinced that the "shot" was intentional, but had no time to ponder on it as Francesca and Valerie took her by the arms and led her back into the shop. By that time a few customers had arrived and were browsing through the racks and tables of lingerie and Valerie departed to see if she could assist them, leaving Gwen and Francesca alone. "Now," Francesca said turning to Gwen and looking her square in the eyes, "What was it you had in mind?" Gwen didn't really know what it was about the way Francesca made that statement but suddenly her knees felt very weak and she could feel a sudden swelling down between her legs. She had taken the time to study the new proprietors during the conversation in the back room and honestly, she couldn't remember ever seeing a more beautiful pair of twins in her life. Both girls were dressed identically in elegant charmousse blouses and form fitting skirts. The only difference in the two was the color each wore. Francesca had on a deep plum outfit while Valerie had on forest green. Both girls had identical long,honey blonde hair that was slightly highlighted. They were approx. 5'10" tall with long lithe legs, slim build and from what Gwen could see, more than adequately endowed. Each wore shoes in matching colors of their outfits and the heel height chosen, just added to the shapeliness of their legs. Francesca's slim hands and fingers were accented with stylish jewelry and each fingernail was immaculately manicured and polished. Both had narrow faces with rather high cheek bones reminiscent of an aristocratic look. Gwen could feel a light dampness seeping from her as she studied the woman in front of her and wondered if the question posed to her was restricted to shopping. "Well, I did need to pick up some stockings and I could probably use some new panties also," Gwen replied. "Of course, hon," Francesca said, smiling broadly. "Let's see what we can find. I also have a few items I've brought from our store that Rebecca never carried due to the difference in our client base. You may find some of the items to your liking." Gwen and Francesca visited the hosiery rack and ended up choosing 6 pair of sheer stockings in assorted shades and colors. They also stopped at the large display of panties and Gwen picked out another half dozen pair of their silkiest and lacy selections. Francesca turned to Gwen and asked her what she referred to hold her stockings up. Gwen replied that her garment of choice was the garterbelt but she was always disappointed that the ones Rebecca carried offered very little support or shaping value. At this Francesca's eyes gleamed and she offered to show Gwen a few of the items they had brought with them. Just as they started toward the back room again the bell n the front door announced another customer and seeing that Valerie was already busy with two other customers, turned to Gwen and said "I'm sorry dear, It looks as though we are getting busier than I had planned. I tell you what, We are going to close at 6:00 pm this evening but if you have time, why don't you stop in about 6:15 and Valerie and I can show you anything you want. We have no specific plans for the evening and we can take all the time we need." Gwen caught the gleam in Francesca's eyes as she spoke and couldn't help pick up on the undertones of the statement. Since she didn't have any specific plans of her own, she thought that the evening ahead just might provide an opportunity to get to know these two beauties a little better and since they already knew of Gwen's real identity, what harm could it do. Besides, it would be interesting having these two gorgeous gals pampering her with two on one attention in a lingerie shop! "That sounds great!", Gwen countered. I'll see you around 6:15 then." As she walked toward the door, Gwen noticed Valerie look up at her, turn her head and look at her twin, and then turn and look at her once again this time with a knowing look and a flirtatious wink. Gwen could almost feel Francesca's eyes following her as she walked. "This could prove to be more than interesting", she thought to herself. She smiled at Valerie, gave a finger wave and headed back to the car. Chapter two, The Afternoon Walking to the car, Gwen's mind drifted back to the conversation she had shared with Francesca and the looks that Valerie had given her as she left. Were the sexual overtones she had picked up on intentional? Truthfully, she had often fantasized about sharing her bed with another woman. Something about making love while dressed in seductive lingerie had always been a turnon for her, she had just never had the opportunity present itself. Now, here were two beautiful women, twins no less, inviting her back for an evening of trying on and modeling lingerie in a lingerie store! What could be better. Gwen decided that she had better not get her hopes up too high as the twins could just be counting on making a large sale and, on a lesser scale, satisfying their curiosity about a crossdresser. Regardless, this evening promised to be much more interesting than it had just an hour before. The next few hours were spent window shopping at the mall and a light lunch at one of the food court vendors. Gwen enjoyed sitting and watching the busy shoppers and being watched by some of the handsome young men that happened to walk within staring range of her. She often wondered what they might think if they only knew what surprises she had hidden inside her panties. One particular dark haired young man sitting several tables away apparently had noticed her and was making it obvious that he liked what he saw. Gwen decided to take advantage of the situation and carefully shifted her chair so the young man had an unobstructed view of her legs as she sat. Using all of the little nuances she had learned watching women just as the young man was doing, Gwen crossed and uncrossed her legs at frequent intervals, being careful to bounce her foot as she sat pretending not to know that she was performing for the man's benefit. As usually happened, the action of Gwen shifting her legs from one crossed position to another caused her nylon clad legs to slide against each other arousing her to a point that her hidden virtues started to swell with excitement. She found that by bouncing her foot just right, she could manage to rub the head of her "boy clit" in just the right manner that she could maintain its position gently tucked away but still massage it to the brink of orgasm. Gently, she worked herself up to the brink on several occasions, playing to the one man audience. She could herself go flush with the building of excitement and had to slow the movement of her foot several times to keep from going over the edge. Once or twice, she was so caught up in the moment she failed to stop quite in time and felt the involuntary contractions of orgasm begin. Stopping abruptly, she squeezed her thighs together and "keegled" until the spasms subsided but not before she felt the first dribblings of ejaculate escape from her clittie's tip. It was wonderful. Maintaining herself on the brink of orgasm for such an extended period of time was exhilarating. Imagine, here she was, a genetic male dressed as a beautiful woman, sitting in the middle of the mall, manipulating herself in front of a stranger, and gently cumming in her lace panties! It was times like this that Gwen was glad she had the foresight to wear the panty liner she had installed this morning. Eventually, the young man got up and walked away. Gwen was somewhat glad as she really had to use the ladies room not only to relieve herself but to clean up the dribbling of cum she had leaked into her panty liner which by this time had coated her clittie to the extent that she was uncomfortable with the stickiness it had caused. Stepping into the women's restroom, Gwen headed for an empty stall and took care of her little problem. She finished up by stopping at the wall length mirror, touching up her lipstick and primping her hair. Several other women came and went, not noticing anything out of the ordinary. She was used to this, as many times as she had gone through the routine, she barely gave using the ladies room a second thought. She, however, couldn't help thinking again how the women might react if they knew her true identity. Looking at her watch, Gwen decided that if she was going to have the time to bathe and get dressed in time to meet Francesca and Valerie at 6:15, she had better get moving as it was already after 2:00. She wanted to look her best for the girls just in case the opportunity arose for more than just shopping. At Home.................. Upon arriving at home, Gwen stripped out of her blouse and skirt and ran a warm bath in just her camisole, slip, garterbelt, panties and stockings. Almost hating to take them off, she stopped at the full length mirror hanging from the back of the bathroom door and marveled at the sight staring back at her. Her hands caressed her ribcage and then moved simultaneously down to her hips, feeling the silky material as it flowed beneath her fingers. She stooped over and starting with her ankles, playfully ran her fingers over her nylon clad legs higher and higher until she reached the lace hem of her slip. Gently raising the soft material, she caressed herself higher still until her fingers softly brushed the swollen contents of her panties. The silky material was by now, being stretched to it limits by the engorged flesh it was attempting to contain. The crotch of the material was slimy and wet from the pre-cum that had been leaking from the tip of her engorged boy-clit. Gwen inserted her fingers beneath the lace leg openings and touched the hot swollen flesh inside. Gwen's legs nearly buckled from the wave of pleasure that swept her body. Her hips thrust outward in an involuntary movement. Forcing herself to temporarily stop, she inserted her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and wiggling her hips, worked her panties down her thighs, letting the drop to the floor. Stepping out of them, she scanned the room quickly with her eyes stopping when she spotted the object of her search. Reaching for the bottle of lotion, she opened it and applied a generous portion to her right palm. The scent of the perfumed lotion filled her nostrils and made her head swoon. She glanced back into the mirror and noticed that her slip was tented out in front by her swollen flesh beneath, a silver dollar sized wet spot in the front targeting the tip of her red headed boy-clit. Lifting the hem of her slip, Gwen slipped the lace edged garment up and over the object of her attention. With her slickened right hand she grasped the hot length of passion and curled her fingers around it's length. Her knees bent slightly and her feet stepped further apart as she watched herself spread the now warm lotion up and down from base to tip. Gwen's eyes were barely open by this time as her hips undulated front to back simulating love thrusts as her right hand continued to stroke her hot, slick clitty. Her hips began gyrating and thrusting at the same time as waves of pleasure wracked her body. Letting go of her slip, Gwen now began rubbing her nylon encased leg, savoring the texture. Tiny moans began to escape her lips as she could feel the beginnings of her orgasm build from within her groin. Faster and faster her hand and hips moved now in perfect time. Grabbing the towel rack adjacent to the door, Gwen thrust her pelvis one last time and emitted a final groan as her clit began involuntarily pulsing as her orgasm ripened. Swelling to a blood red bulb the size of a golf ball, the head of her clitty spat out glob after glob of milky white cum as her hand milked each spurt. Now up on her toes, Gwen watched as each spurt of cum hit and ran down the mirror in front of her. Slowly, the intensity of her spasms subsided as she continued to clutch the door for support. She had been working up to this all day and release was no less than spectacular. Catching her breath, Gwen slowly came down from her self induced high. Stars began to fade in her vision and the room slowly began to stop spinning. Gwen slowly moved to the tub and turned on the water, running herself a well deserved hot bath. She stripped off the remainder of her lingerie and tossed them into the hamper. She poured a generous portion of scented bath oil into the water and lowered herself into the tub. After bathing and shaving completely, she coated her body with baby oil, stepped out of the tub and patted herself dry. She put on her robe and began making preparations to dress for the evening ahead. Wanting to make an impression on Francesca and Valerie, Gwen studied her closet for the perfect outfit. There! The black velvet cocktail dress she wore to the office Christmas party last year. Yes, that would do very nicely. It was form fitting and fit her perfectly. Now to choose her undies. She went to her dresser and picked out her best black lace bra, panties, garterbelt, and short lace black slip. She took a pair of new stockings out of the Sinsation's bag and laid them out on the bed with the rest of her choices. Gwen next went to the shoe rack on the back of the closet door and chose the black velvet 3" pumps she had purchased especially for this outfit. Grabbing the garterbelt, Gwen wrapped the garment around her waist, hooked the fasteners in the back, and adjusted it to the right height. She opened the new package of stockings and gently gathered each leg in her hands and slowly worked the delicate wisps of material up each silky smooth leg, savoring the sensation of the act. The stockings she had chosen had just a touch of lycra in them and and as she clipped each welt to the three garters of each leg, Gwen marveled at the gentle tug created by the stretch of the materials. Bending each knee, Gwen ensured the stockings were settled in just right and went to the next article of lingerie. The panties she had chosen were sheer nylon with lace insets at the sides. She gently tucked her clittie in between her legs and pulled the wispy panties into place. Not being able to help herself, Gwen ran her hands down the length of each leg and for her efforts, received a tremor of pleasure that made her quiver from head to toe. The black lace bra was next. Years of practice had allowed Gwen to be able to first put both arms through the straps and clasp the hooks behind her back, something Gwen was privately proud to be able to do effortlessly. She inserted each of the two silicon breast forms into each cup and jiggled each gently to get them to seat properly. The bulk of each caused a slight bounce at which she grinned. Perhaps one day she would have a pair of real breasts. She raised her arms and slid the shiny black nylon slip down and over her upper body. The cool material causing her own nipples harden. She slipped on the velvet pumps and sat down at her vanity to apply her make up, not wanting to get any on her dress. After applying foundation, she expertly lined and shadowed her eyes, applied a light frosting of blush to her cheeks and chose a deep red lipstick that matched the shade of polish that coated her manicured nails on her fingers and toes. Pursing her lips, she outlined first and them filled in the inner area until she was satisfied with the job. She unzipped the dress and took it off the satin padded hanger. Gently stepping into it so as not to rip any part, she drew it up and inserted each arm into the sleeves and raised it up and onto her shoulders. Reaching back, she drew the zipper up as high as she could reach. Then raising the dress, she reached back over her shoulders and finished zipping it to the top. Settling the dress into place, Gwen ran her hands down her ribs and waist admiring how well the dress followed her form. She spent the next ten minutes arranging her hair until it was just right, achieving that casual perfect look she was able to maintain with the cut she had received just last week at the salon. A rhinestone anklet, matching earrings and bracelet and her diamond watch completed the outfit. Noticing the clock, she realized it was quarter to six and she had just enough time to pour a half a glass of diet soda and leave if she wanted to make it to Sinsations by 6:15. She grabbed the black velvet clutch bag, dropping into it her driver's license, compact and lipstick. She took a $50.00 dollar bill out of her billfold and tucked it into the welt of her stocking top, emergency money in case her purse was stolen of lost. Since the weather was still warm although it was early October, she opted for not wearing a wrap. With keys in hand, she closed and locked the door behind her and made her way to her car, started it and headed down the street to her "appointment" with the two beautiful proprietors of her favorite shop. Chapter Three: The Evening Traffic was light for such a mild evening. Perhaps it was due to the time of the day. Most people were having their dinner at home of or at one of the hundreds of restaurants in the area. Gwen found a parking spot close to the entrance of Sinsation's and raised the top of her convertible. She noticed that all the lights were on in the shop but could see no other customers as she walked the short distance to the front doors. Trying the doors, she found them to be locked and rang the after hours buzzer on the door frame. It was several minutes before Gwen noticed some movement from the back of the store and was almost convinced she had been stood up. Through the curtains leading to the back room, she saw either Francesca or Valerie (she couldn't tell them apart at this stage) emerge and head toward the front of the store. Greeting her with a broad smile through the plate glass window, Francesca/Valerie unlocked the door and bade Gwen to come in. As hard as it was to imagine, the woman standing in front of Gwen was lovelier than Gwen had remembered from the encounter that morning. "Before you ask, I'm Valerie." The woman standing before her offered. The first thing Gwen noticed about the beauty standing before her was her eyes. Expertly shaded with a light mauve shadow, the lids were highlighted with a subtle application of glittery clear topcoat. The lashes were long and upturned, obviously the result of a lash curler. Expertly lined, they were gorgeous and immediately commanded any observer's attention. Her brows were thinned and arched just right and added to the femininity of her face. Her makeup was again expertly done and completed the look only a model could surpass. Her hair was the image of perfection and Gwen wondered if Francesca and Valerie did each other's make up and hair. Valerie wore a lace topped, mauve jumpsuit that was form fitting to the waist where it flared into billowy legs of chiffon of matching color. Gwen's eyes followed the line of Valerie's feminine form from her neck to her waist where her hips flared out and the line was lost in the billowy material of the spacious legs of her garment. Mauve suede high heels peeked out from the wide legs. "Hi Gwen, I'm so glad you could join us!" Valerie said. "My pleasure Valerie." Gwen replied, secretly hoping that it would be exactly that. "Wow, You look fantastic!" "I was about to say the same about you", Valerie countered. ""You look delicious in that dress. Come on in, Francesca is in the back. I think you'll like what we've planned to show you tonight." Gwen again couldn't help picking up the undertone of Valerie's statement and suddenly felt a slight swelling in her groin. Following Valerie, Gwen watched the gentle sway of Valerie's hips and secretly wished she could see what was beneath the material that covered them. She caught the scent of Valerie's perfume as she followed her and it caused her senses to heighten. Gwen couldn't keep her eyes off of Valerie's ass as she followed the beauty through the store toward the back. The gentle sway of her hips was a sight to behold, and be held, Gwen thought to herself. Valerie pulled the curtain to the backroom aside and motioned for Gwen to enter. It took Gwen a moment to adjust to the lower light level and once she did, she could see Francesca sitting sideways on the loveseat to her left. She was dressed identically to Valerie with the exception of the color, which was royal blue versus mauve. "Hi Gwen," Francesca softly said, "I'm so glad you could make it." She gracefully rose from the loveseat and approached Gwen, grasping her shoulders as she arrived and softly kissed Gwen on the cheek. Gwen could feel the blood rush to her face in a fierce blush at the same time she felt the blood rush to an extremity somewhat further south on her body. "Your look lovely Dear," Francesca said smiling. "We have quite a show planned for you tonight. But first, let's share a glass of wine and have some meaningful girl talk." Just then, Valerie joined them again and offered Gwen and Francesca a glass of sparkling wine. "Please, sit down and relax. We have all night........Unless you have other plans later. Gwen swallowed the first sip of wine and met the gaze of Valerie straight on. "Oh my, no." She replied "I'm yours for as long as you want." Valerie turned and shared a look with Francesca that made Gwen shiver. Francesca winked, smiled at Valerie and whispered "Outstanding." Valerie and Francesca sat together on large, fluffy cushions adjacent to the loveseat. Gwen positioned herself across from the two, in another large cushion. Gwen thought to herself she had never seen a more beautiful pair of twins in her life. Valerie and Francesca were visions of beauty. Both girls could have been models she thought. "So, How long have you been a customer of Rebecca?" Francesca asked. "For about the last year and a half." Gwen answered. "I met her at an event that was held at the Hyatt downtown. It was a gathering of crossdressers and Rebecca was one of the vendors that had a booth there. I recognized the name of the boutique as one I passed every day to and from work. I struck up a conversation with her and bought several items from her at the hotel. I promised to stop by the shop and from then on, Rebecca and I have been friends. She's so sweet and very helpful in making suggestions with my purchases as well as with my outfits and makeup." "That's our Rebecca." Valerie stated, "She's such a sweetheart." "And how about you two?" Gwen asked. "Us?" Francesca countered. As she spoke, Gwen noticed Francesca's hand seek out and find Valerie's. Without looking at each other, their fingers intertwined and gently squeezed. "Well, Val and I have always been close and when we graduated from college, it was only natural for us to go into business together. We too met Rebecca at a showing and immediately hit it off. We had a keen interest in fashion and Rebecca was kind enough to help us get started provided we would pose no competition to her." "Then when Rebecca's sister suddenly was killed, we felt we owed her so much and offered to watch the shop as well as ours until she could return." "Well, as unfortunate as the circumstances are," Gwen said, "I for one am glad you did." Again, Francesca and Valerie shared a knowing look and finger squeeze. "Tell us Gwen, is there anything in the shop you might be particularly interested in? We also have some items we've moved from out own shop that I don't think you've seen offered here before." Valerie asked. "Well, there is one area of dressing that I just haven't been able to accomplish to my satisfaction." Gwen replied. "My waist, I just can't seem to get the look I want with dieting, exercise, or body shapers. I could wear so many more outfits if I could just whittle this waist size down a few inches." Valerie and Francesca shared a look and a knowing smile and turned to Gwen at the same time. "In that case, I think we have something you might be interested in." Offered Valerie as both of the girls leapt to their feet and began pulling boxes from the shelf on the wall. "Step over here Gwen," she continued. "See if anything here appeals to you." Valerie and Francesca had lowered and opened about ten boxes from the shelf. Each one contained a garment wrapped in pastel tissue paper. Gwen stood and walked over to where Val and Francesca stood and inquiringly gazed at the boxes."Go ahead and touch, Dear. They won't bite!" Francesca teased. Gwen brushed the tissue paper out of the way in the closest box. Inside, lay a white satin and lace Victorian corset with six garters attached to the bottom of it. It was a full length model with breast cups and shoulder straps. Gwen could see that it was heavily boned and was probably the sexiest garment she had ever seen. "Oh, my" Gwen exclaimed. "I've seen these types of things in magazines and on the internet but have never known where to buy one." "Please dear, feel free to look over the rest of them. Just let us know if there's something you'd like to try on." Francesca offered. Gwen went from box to box picking up each garment and examining them closley. There were several different styles. Some with bra cups, some without. There was a red PVC corset, a black satin one, a light blue one with four garters to each side and a pink one with white lace trimming. Gwen nearly lost her breath when she came to the last box. Inside was a white satin corset, full length with four garters on each side of the bottom. Covering the corset and extending below the bottom hem was a covering of black lace that ended up forming a gathered skirt that extended approx. 6 inches below the point where the garters attached. It had a hook and eye busk with a covered zipper closure over the hooks. Gwen's hands trembled visibly as she caressed the material in her hands. Francesca and Valerie looked at each other and them both looked a Gwen who had a wanting look in her eyes. "I think she found something that peaked her interest!" Valerie said. "I think you're right Val." Francesca countered. "Would you like to try that one on Gwen?" "Oh, yes!" Hissed Gwen. "May I?" "Of course honey." Valerie offered. "That's why we asked you back here tonight. If you see anything else you want, just let us know. Come on, I'll help you with it." With that, Valerie winked at Gwen and led her to a dressing room off the main back room. It was larger than most dressing rooms Gwen had ever visited in any store. Inside, was a sofa and one wall was covered from floor to ceiling with panel mirrors. In each corner stood an angled mirror that connected to the flat ones which allowed a multi angled view of anyone standing in the right spot. On one wall, about seven feet from the floor was a bar that reminded Gwen of the chin-up bars she had had to use in junior high gym class. "Odd for a thing like that in a dressing room," she thought to herself. "Here, let me help you with your zipper." Valerie offered. With that, she turned Gwen around to face the wall of mirrors and puling her hair out of the way, began to slowly draw the zipper down from the collar to below Gwen's waist. Looking into the mirrors, Gwen could see Valerie standing behind her and watched as her fingers deftly guided the zipper to it's fully opened position. Val then moved to the front of Gwen and holding her arms out at length, gently eased Gwen's dress off of her shoulders. Pulling each arm through it's sleeve, Valerie finished stripping the dress off and let it silently drop to the floor. Gwen and Valerie's eyes never left each other and by now,Gwen was fully erect and in some discomfort as her tucked clittie was in no position to do what it was doing. Valerie noticed the look of consternation on Gwen's face and inquired what was wrong. As Gwen's eyes broke contact with Valerie's, she looked down toward her waistline and saw the unmistakable, although slight bulge protruding from between her legs. Valerie followed Gwen's eyes downward and took notice of the same thing. "Well, it looks as though you're enjoying yourself already hon." Valerie chirped. "Francesca!" Valerie called over her shoulder to the other room. "Come quick, Gwen here has a slight problem." As Francesca entered the dressing room, Gwen stood in just her slip, shoes and underthings, head slightly down and obviously embarrassed. "Well, well Gwen. It looks as though Valerie here has gotten the better of you." Francesca chided. Gwen could feel her face flush and looked up to see Francesca and Valerie smiling at her. "Don't worry dear, it won't get in the way......much." Valerie added. With that, Francesca reached for the delicate straps of Gwen's slip and lowered them off of her shoulders and as she did, the slip also fell silently to the floor and lay bunched up on top of the dress. Gwen gently stepped out of the pile and was now standing before the two beauties in just her bra, panties, garterbelt and stockings. "We'll have to remove this also before we can try on the corset." Francesca said as she wrapped her arms around Gwen and began unhooking the closure of her bra. Doing so, Gwen could smell the perfume Francesca wore and to say it didn't add to her problem would be a lie. She drew the garment around in front of Gwen and supporting the breast forms it contained, removed the bra completely. "These forms are fine while fully clothed dear," Francesca stated "But not for a revealing corset. Valerie, please go and get the forms we brought over from the shop. You'll really like these dear." She told Gwen. "My God!" Gwen thought. "I must have died and gone to heaven! Here I am standing in just my garterbelt, panties and stockings in front of the two most beautiful women I have ever seen! I just hope I can get through this without cumming in my panties!" Valerie returned to the dressing room holding two boxes and a small case that looked like a makeup case. As each box was opened, Gwen could see a perfectly shaped breastform being taken out. They were larger than the ones she had worn, with a circular base of very thin latex. They even jiggled in Valerie's hands as she handled them. Judging from the size of them, Gwen guessed them to be at least a 36B. "They must be very expensive." Gwen thought to herself. "These will do nicely." Francesca said. "Gwen, these breast forms will really add to the effect of the corset. Would you like to try them also?" "Oh, yes Francesca!" Gwen answered, now over her initial embarrassment. "They're lovely." "In addition to looking good, they have a little extra surprise built tight in to them too." Francesca added. As she turned them over in her hand, Gwen could see a small clip in the center of each breast form right where her real nipple would go once installed. "They are specially designed to provide the feeling and sensitivity of a real breast." Valerie added. "Now just hold still and we'll get them in place." As Valerie held the forms in her hands, Francesca opened the lid of the case and withdrew a small bottle of liquid and some cotton balls. She dowsed the cotton and swabbed the area around Gwen's breasts with the cool liquid. It smelled slightly like astringent, but not unpleasant. Next, Francesca withdrew a tube from the case and applied the contents to the area just bathed in a circular shape approximately the same size as the base of the breast forms. Gently blowing on Gwen's chest, Francesca force dried the area and then reached for one of the forms Valerie had been holding. "You see, these little clips attach to your own nipples." Francesca continued. "The wire runs through the center of the form and is anchored to the form's nipple. This way any stimulation of the form's nipple will be transferred to your own. I think you'll love the way they feel!" Checking to make sure the adhesive was dry, Francesca drew the clamp out of the form as far as she could and attached it to Gwens own, now swollen left nipple. A gasp emerged from Gwen's mouth as the clamp was tightened. There was no pain, just a very firm, stimulating pressure applied to the nipple. Sure that the clamp was firmly in place, Francesca centered the form up with Gwen's real breast and firmly pushed it in place, holding it there for several seconds until she was sure the adhesive had done it's job. Repeating the process, Francesca attached the other form's clamp in place and it too was pressed into place, perfectly positioned on Gwens chest. As Francesca released the forms, Gwen immediately felt the added weight hanging from her previously bare chest. Straightening her back to compensate, Gwen unconsciously thrust the forms outward into the room, pointing them directly to the twins standing before her. Taking advantage of the close proximity, Valerie reached out and grasped each of the form's nipples between her thumbs and forefingers and gave each of them a slight tweak. "Ummmmmm!" Gwen moaned. Tremors of pleasure coursed through her body and she could feel her clittie swell to a more uncomfortable size as the unmistakable sensation of leakage was felt as a large discharge of precum escaped from the tip. "God, they feel great!" Gwen squealed. "That's becoming more and more obvious." Francesca said while looking again at the convergence of Gwen's legs and seeing the unmistakable bulge. "Now for the finishing touch." Valerie said while removing a smaller case form the larger one. She opened up the case and withdrew several small jars of differently shaded makeup and held each up to Gwens skin until she was satisfied with a close match. Opening the jar, Valerie sponged on a liberal amount of the foundation and worked it into the areas that the thin latex met Gwen's skin. After about five minutes of effort, Valerie backed up and turned Gwen by her shoulders, making her face the wall of mirrors. Gwen had to blink to make sure what she was seeing was real. She had breasts! Not fake forms that simply were inserted into a bra's cups, but real breasts! There was not a hint of the seam where the latex met skin. For all intents and purposes, Gwen had magically grown real tits in the span of 15 minutes! As she turned from side to side to view herself from every angle, the movement caused her tits to jiggle slightly which in turn caused the nipple clamps to stimulate her real nipples. "Oh, my!" Gwen squealed as she bounced gently on her toes. "They're fantastic!" "I never knew I could have such a fine set of boobs." Thank you Val, Thank you Francesca! I LOVE them!" " We thought you would Honey." Francesca replied. "Now, lets get you laced up." Francesca led Gwen over to the strange bar attached to the opposite wall and had her raise her arms straight over her head while Valerie positioned the corset around Gwen's waist. She drew the two loose ends of the garment around her body and began fastening the hooks and eyes of the busk. Before all the hooks were closed, Valerie made sure each form was seated in the cups of the corset, giving each nipple another tweak before closing the busk to the top. Francesca grasped the bottom of the garment and tugged on it to make sure it was positioned just right before turning Gwen toward the wall and instructed her to stand on her tiptoes and grasp the bar over her head. Gwen could barely reach the bar but once firmly in her hands she steadied herself from losing balance. Valerie sorted out the laces of the corset and starting with the top two, gently at first, pulled on both causing Gwen's torso to move in the direction of the force being exerted on her. Francesca moved between Gwen and the wall and held Gwen in place as Valerie pulled on the laces with greater pressure. As the corset halves were being drawn together, Gwen could feel the pressure being applied to her waist and torso. Tighter and tighter Valerie pulled until the two halves of the corset joined and no skin was visible through the part in the lacing. Gwen grunted as much as she could with all the pressure being placed on her diaphragm. Francesca whispered "Do you want us to stop?" Gwen simply shook her head no. Francesca looked over Gwen's shoulder and gave a nod to Valerie who pulled one last time and took the two loose ends of the lacing and passed the to Francesca who tied them into a knot at the front of the corset, just below Gwen's new breasts. Valerie next did the same thing with the bottom half of the lacing and Francesca tied the loose ends of the laces in front of Gwen as she had the first pair. Gwen could barely breath. She panicked slightly as she was sure she could not get enough air with each breath to keep her from passing out. "Tiny breaths Gwen." Valerie instructed. "It will take you a few minutes to grow accustomed to the pressure, but then the anxiety will subside." "Now," Valerie said, "Slowly lower your arms and stand very still." Gwen gently released her grip on the par and lowered her arms to her sides. The lower her arms dropped, the tighter the corset became and the anxiety resumed. Gwen took tiny breaths, constantly being reassured by both Valerie and Francesca that all was well. Shortly, Gwen was able to resume breathing albeit with shallower breaths than she was accustomed to. "Now Gwen," Francesca said, "Slowly turn around and look at the new slimmer Gwen." Gwen gently turned and faced the mirrors once again. Before her stood a beautiful woman with Gwen's face. Her waist was transformed into an hourglass shape that would do justice to any dress she would choose to wear. With the addition of the breast forms, her figure had now been modified to a perfect 36b, 25, 35. "Let's finish the job." Valerie said kneeling to attach Gwen's sagging nylons to the eight garters hanging from the corset. She smoothed each leg's nylon sheath and gently clipped the welt of the stocking to each garter. As she lifted the lace skirt bordering the bottom of the garment, Val let out a small squeal of her own. "Frannie, We have got to do something about this!" Val cried pointing to Gwens now full fledged erection. "It looks so uncomfortable!" "Oh my, yes Val." Francesca countered. "Obviously Gwen really does enjoy being laced tightly in a Victorian corset but that will never do. We can't have THAT showing under her clothing!" Francesca, knelt beside Valerie and together they both grasped the waistband of Gwen's sheer panties and pulled them down until her clittie sprang like a mousetrap, pointing directly at Val and Frannie's faces. "It looks angry." Francesca observed, gently raking a meticulously polished fingernail across the engorged head. "Do you think it will bite?" "I'm not sure sis." Valerie answered. "Gwen, does this thing bite?" By this time all Gwen could do was concentrate on breathing, (which was getting more and more difficult by the minute) and managed only a shake of her head which again caused her breasts to jiggle, further intensifying the manipulation of her own nipples. "Good." Valerie answered. "Neither do we." With that said, Valerie parted her lips and flicked her tongue out to catch the glistening drop of precum that had emerged from the slit in the end of Gwen's boy-clit. She drew her tongue back and ran her tongue over her lips, coating them with a glistening application of Gwen gloss. "MMMMMmmmmmm! Frannie, I think she likes that." Val said turning to her sister. "I wonder if she has any for you?" Val grasped the base of Gwen's clittie and applying pressure to the large vein on the underside of the organ, milked the entire length forcing an even larger droplet of clear fluid to run out of the slit and gather on the tip. Francesca moved her head closer and like her sister, gathered the drop on the tip of her tongue and coated her own lips with the fluid. "Wow, Frannie, Your lips look so sexy!" Valerie blurted. "So do yours sis." Francesca replied as she leaned toward her sister and parting her lips slightly, kissed her sisters lips, mixing the coatings of each set of lips into one concoction. Val responded to her sister's efforts by parting her lips and gently probing Francesca's mouth with her tongue until Francesca responded in kind. They held each other's head gently and deepened the kiss, entwining their tongues. Gwen was frozen. She could not believe what her eyes were witnessing. Laced up in a corset, her clit so swollen she thought it would burst, standing in front of two gorgeous twins, sharing her precum in a passionate kiss not six inches from her. It seemed like a dream in which she was the star and at the same time the audience. In a move that she herself barely noticed, Gwen slowly thrust her hips outward seeking further contact. Gently, Gwen's clit touched Valerie and Francesca's lips at simultaneously. The twins broke their kiss and turned to investigate the touch. Silently, Valerie parted her lips again and engulfed the head of Gwen's boy- clit in her mouth, rubbing the hot, smooth head with her tongue eliciting a soft, high pitched squeal from Gwen's throat. Valerie leaned forward and took another two inches of Gwen into her mouth, now circling the mass with her tongue causing Gwen to rise up on the toes of her velvet pumps. Valerie and Francesca both began stroking the back of Gwen's legs, teasing the flesh through the tightly stretched nylon of Gwen's stockings. Gwen reached for support and grasped the girls on their shoulders, squeezing tightly. Francesca moved close to the union of Valerie and Gwen and pressed her cheek to her sister's. Valerie shifted her eyes to her sister and smiled around Gwen's clit as she withdrew her mouth from the swollen flesh. Francesca immediately took her sister's place and drew the slick, wet clit into her own mouth. Francesca repeated her sister's actions and was rewarded with yet another release of fluid from the slit end. This time Francesca savored the taste before letting the large drop wash down her throat. By this time Gwen was going nuts! Her hands were clinching,into the flesh of her hosts and her head was spinning. She could feel her climax building rapidly and tried to convey to the two sisters that it wouldn't take much more for her to go over the edge but all she could manage was another high pitched squeal. The twins got the message and joined their free hands around the base of Gwen's clit and began pumping while they both licked the tip frantically. Gwen's clit began spasming involuntarily and a large dollop of cum oozed out onto both sister's tongues. They gnashed their tongues against each other and lapped at the swollen head for more. More is what they received as Gwen went into orgasm full bore. Glob after glob of white thick cum erupted from Gwen's clit and splashed over the cheeks and noses of the sisters. Frantically, they took turns sucking on the pulsing flesh seeking more of Gwen's tasty seed. Gwen tried to push deeper into each mouth as it engulfed her but the sisters were too quick and were fighting over her which resulted in neither one getting much more than the first few inches down her throat before the other forced it into her own mouth. Movement was a blur as the three shared the passion of the moment. Slowly, the spasms subsided but the twins continued to milk Gwen, desperate for more. All too soon, Gwen had no more to give and Valerie and Francesca looked to each other for Gwen's precious gift. They licked each other's face, making sure not a drop was wasted. Sure that they had not wasted any, they helped each other to their feet and moved closer to Gwen. Lifting Gwen's face to meet theirs, the two pressed their lips to Gwen's and each with half of Gwen's juice in their mouths, used their tongues to give what they had back to the source. Pushing the saliva and cum mixture into Gwen's mouth caught Gwen somewhat by surprise but she hesitated for only a second before greedily lapping up the mixture and swallowing it as fast as it was being fed to her. Gwen was wasted. Her knees buckled slightly and she had to grab hold of both Valerie and Francesca for support. She was led to the sofa where she dropped to the cushion and tried to relax. "Damn ladies," Gwen gasped. "I certainly wasn't expecting anything like that tonight." "I told you we had a special evening planned." Francesca said. "I don't know about you two," Valerie interrupted, "But my thirst wasn't quenched." She ambled over to the table and poured another glass of wine for each of them and rejoined the other two. They sat and sipped their wine for a minute or two, not really sure what to say next. Gwen's eyes were glazed and staring off to an imaginary point in the distance. "It looks as though we must have shocked Gwen Sis." Valerie observed. "Shall we really give her something to remember?" "I don't know Val." Francesca answered. "Are you up for it?" "More than you realize." Valerie countered. "Gwen, Just relax there a while. Francesca and I would like to entertain you some more." Gwen, could only imagine what the two had in mind. However, if they were in the mood to put on a show, who was she to object. This was getting better by the minute. Valerie stood and approached the sofa where Gwen sat. Stooping, she paused long enough to kiss Gwen on the lips again before reaching under the sofa and withdrew an object of the likes Gwen had never seen before. The object was about five foot long and consisted of two heavily padded shelf like areas the were separated by support stanchions about twelve inches tall. The bottom shelf had a padded area on one end rising about four inches from the rest of the padding. The top shelf had two circular cutouts, one on each end. The legs of the device were adjustable and had been adjusted so that the higher padded end of the bottom shelf was tilted about six inches higher than the other end of the entire device. Valerie pulled the contraption to the middle of the room and turned to Francesca. Softly stroking her sister's shoulders, Valerie leaned forward and gently kissed Francesca. Francesca responded by moving closer until they touched and then began grinding her pelvis into Valerie. Breaking the kiss, Valerie turned Francesca around and slowly began to unzip the lace top of Francesca's jump suit. When the top was unzipped, Valerie turned Francesca around again and slowly drew the top off of her shoulders and tugged it down to her waist, completely exposing Francesca's bare breasts. Frannie was wearing a lace up corset of her own. The difference in hers and Gwen's was that Francesca's did not have a built in bra. Francesca's breasts were magnificent. Not a sign of sagging could be detected and her erect nipples were upturned slightly. Valerie dipped her head and suckled her sister causing Francesca to throw her head back and clutch Valerie's head to her chest. Her torso twisting in lust. Frannie lifted Val's face to her own and again kissed her sister passionately. Reaching around to the back of Valerie's top, Francesca drew the zipper all the way down and tugged the top of Val's jump suit down to match her own. Gwen had been watching in silent disbelief from the sofa. Before her were twin sisters, bare breasted and putting on one of the most erotic shows Gwen could imagine. Both girls were now tweaking each other's nipples and locked in a wet, passionate kiss, their tongues visibly thrusting into each other's mouths. Their hips and pelvis's grinding against each other in a static dance that was becoming more and more animated by the second. Their billowing chiffon legs slid effortlessly against each other. Gwen was becoming aroused again by the show she was witnessing. Her recently milked boy-clit was again stirring, forced to attention by the sight of the twins locked in a lesbian embrace. Francesca and Valerie broke their kiss and as Valerie finger combed her hair out of her eyes, Francesca knelt down and grabbed the top shelf of the device on the floor. Lifting one side of it, she swung the shelf up and away on hinges attached to the supports of one side. This allowed access to the bottom padded area. Now noticing Gwen on the sofa, the two turned to her and approached her, hand in hand. "Enjoying the evening so far?" Valerie asked. "More than I could have ever imagined." Gwen replied. "You two are incredible! You're getting me hot again just by watching." "Well," Francesca quipped, "Do you think you're ready for the main act?" Gwen could only imagine what Francesca meant. What could the main act mean? What were these two going to do next? What role did the strange device in the floor have in their plans? Too many questions. All Gwen could do was look the twins in the eyes and nod her head. Receiving silent consent, Valerie and Francesca stepped back and stood before Gwen. Slowly, each of the girls inserted their thumbs in the waistbands of their jumpsuits and slowly began working the garments over their hips. Locked in a lustful gaze, the twins wiggled their hips and let the lace and chiffon garments drop to the floor, leaving them standing in their corsets, panties, stockings and highheels. Simultaneously placing their hands on their hips, Valerie and Francesca again turned to Gwen. "Well Gwen, What do you think?" Francesca asked. "I don't know what to think." Gwen managed to whisper. "I'm so turned on. You two are gorgeous. I wasn't expecting any of this" "Well Gwen," Valerie added, "You probably weren't expecting this either." With that, Val and Frannie exchanged a knowing look and together they wriggled out of their satin panties, letting them too fall to the floor. Gwen gasped in ultimate disbelief. Both sisters were now not only bare breasted but now had their crotches exposed in full view of Gwen's lustful gaze in a leg spread pose. Amazingly, hanging between the convergence of both girl's legs was a perfect, circumcised cock! Not a latex attachment, a REAL COCK! Valerie and Francesca were indeed twins. Boy twins! Boy twins with tits! "My God!" Gwen exclaimed. "You're both guys!" "Well, not exactly." Francesca answered. "We used to be guys. True we still have our penises, but that is only by choice. We've actually been more female than male since birth." Francesca reached out and took Valerie's hand. "I told you we had a few surprises in store for you tonight." Valerie added. "Would you like to have a closer look?" Francesca asked Gwen. Gwen sat up and scooted out to the edge of the sofa. Her head was swimming. How could these two gorgeous girls standing in front of her fooled her for so long? Being a crossdresser for years, Gwen was very observant and thought she could detect any little flaw in a crossdresser or a transsexual that would give them away. Not a hint of their true gender had been detected with these two. They had their mannerisms, their walk, their look, their voices even their personalities down solid. They were actually more feminine than 90% of the real women Gwen knew. It was truly amazing, and Gwen was more than jealous of the job they had done. The girls stopped right in front of the seated Gwen. Their semi erect penises just inches away from Gwens face. Even their penises were identical. Not what Gwen would consider large, perhaps even slightly smaller than average, the two penises were perfectly shaped. Slightly pink, the flawless smooth skin of the twin heads glistened with a coating of precum that had obviously been flowing for a while. Tempted to touch them, Gwen started to reach toward the two cocks, but stopped. "It's OK Gwen dear." Francesca said. "I know you're confused and we did deceive you to some extent. But if you've ever been curious, now is the time to satisfy that curiosity." Gwen looked up at the two and slowly ran her tongue over her lips, moistening them with anticipation. sensing consent, the two girls gently thrust their hips forward until the tips of their cocks brushed Gwen's lips. Gwen kissed both heads and slowly flicked her tongue out and tasted not one, but two cocks for the first time. "Let's show Gwen how it's done Sis." Francesca addressed her sister. "Yes, let's." Valerie countered. With that, the two retreated to the open device in the floor. Valerie lowered herself onto the lower shelf, laying on her back with her head resting on the higher padded area. Once positioned, Valerie nodded to her sister and Francesca lowered the top shelf on it's hinges and locked it into it's original position, parallel with the shelf Valerie now reclined upon. The height of the stanchions placed the bottom of the top shelf nearly touching Valerie's chest and stomach, yet, the circular cutouts in the top shelf gave view to Valerie's head and face on the higher end, and her groin and cock on the lower end. Pulling her hair to one side, Francesca then lowered herself onto the top padded shelf, stomach first, positioning her head at the lower end and her groin and cock at the higher end. Get the picture? The girls did not hesitate in taking advantage of the opportunity before them. At the same instant, both girls hungrily gobbled each other's cock into their mouth. Unhindered of each other's weight by the device, both girls were able to move freely as they sucked each other. Valerie started to wiggle her ass as Francesca greedily worked her sister's cock in and out of her mouth. At the same time, Francesca began to undulate her hips, driving her cock into her sister's mouth, deeper and deeper with each thrust. Both girls were moaning in unison as they sucked and slobbered, licked and tongued each other closer and closer to climax. Gwen sat mesmerized on the edge of the sofa watching the twins go at each ot