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CHAPTER THREE

Candy refused to speak to Mandy the next morning when her sister untied her. She was stiff and definitely sore from having the vibrator crammed up her twat all night long. She rubbed her snatch and quickly turned away. Mandy had laughed at her and that made her feel even worse.

The teenager went through the day at school, listless and not really up to coping with either teachers or classes. It was even worse when she saw Tony walking down the hall. She had seen him at a couple of school dances and he moved like a snake, graceful and boneless. This carried over nicely into his day to day movement, too. He walked and everyone turned to look.

Candy turned and looked with the rest. She felt her pussy begin to ache and gnaw away at her insides. The girl had never felt more helpless than at that moment. She was caught in a tornado of desires about which she could do nothing.

It would have been so much easier if she'd been Mandy. Mandy had the self-confidence to go up and put the make on any guy she wanted – and Mandy wanted a lot of them. Candy saw Tony and sighed. To be able to go and talk to him. Nothing more, just talk.

She didn't have the nerve to think what it would be like to go a bit farther than talking with him. She shivered and pulled her sweater closer around her shoulders. Her tits were primly encased in a bra today. She didn't feel like attracting the stares of all the lecherous studs in her classes. They always made such lewd remarks, just at the edge of her hearing. Candy knew they did it on purpose to arouse her.

She was disgusted.

Why didn't Tony say things like that about her? If he did, she wouldn't be outraged. She would be turned on.

"Candy?" came a questioning voice. She turned and saw Mr. Marrick, her history teacher.

"It is you?" he asked again. She sighed. She knew what he meant. Everyone had trouble telling her and Mandy apart. That was one of the big problems with being identical twins. Today she hadn't worn her monogrammed blouse. It had seemed that a little more anonymity was to be desired.

"Yes, sir. Me, Candy. What is it?"

"I was looking for Mandy." The man was upset and Candy couldn't tell why.

"Is there anything wrong?"

"No, nothing," he said, too fast. "I just wanted to talk to your sister about something. I can't seem to find her anywhere. Do you know where she might be?"

"Not really, but if you want, I'll be glad to look around and try to find her." Candy almost bit her lower lip when she realized what she was saying. She didn't ever want to see Mandy again, much less fight now. But Mr. Marrick was one of her secret heart-throbs, too. She loved the way Tony walked. She could watch him move around for hours. But Mr. Marrick was handsome and had a sophisticated air about him that set off most of the girls in her class. The man was well-muscled and the tousled hair gave him a wind-blown, carefree look that turned her on.

Secretly.

It had to be secretly. Students didn't harbor thoughts like she had about Mr. Marrick. They were so dirty and perverted! To think she wondered what he would be like in bed. Candy pushed the thoughts from her mind, even when she saw the tenting of the man's trousers. She looked away guiltily, as if she were intruding on another's privacy.

But she couldn't guess what got his cock so aroused. She hadn't done anything to do it. The girl pulled her sweater tighter around her body and said, "That's okay, Mr. Marrick. I was intending to go find my sister, anyway. If I do see her, I'll let her know you want her."

The man's cock jerked hard at the last sentence. Candy frowned, wondering if she'd said anything wrong. Then she shoved it from her mind. She had to go and study. Which was what she did most afternoons after school. She would have liked to hang around with her friends or maybe even talk to some of the boys, but she was too shy for that. And boys always wanted just one thing – Mandy might put out but she wouldn't.

She was a good girl.

"Okay, I'd appreciate it if you would find her for me. And tell her to… to hurry!"

Candy turned and walked off. Mr. Marrick licked suddenly dry lips as he saw the pert wiggle of her ass. The way her tits bobbed around in front of her chest and turned him on, too. True, she was wearing a bra and that was what told him it was Candy and not Mandy, but such tits! Not another chick in this entire Goddamn school had a set of jugs like those! He loved the idea of cupping those boobs and lifting, feeling their pendulous weight hot against his palms. The idea of burying his face between those luscious mounds of tit flesh and actually licking and kissing them was more than he could take. He moved back toward his now deserted classroom to await Mandy. His prick told him it had better be soon.

Candy went toward the stadium, not really sure why. She knew that the football tryouts weren't until tomorrow. Then the place would be packed with prospective football players and all the chicks coming out to try for cheerleader.

Candy wished she wasn't quite so shy. She would have enjoyed being a cheerleader. Being out in front of all the students, everyone's eyes on her as she jumped and danced around, that would be great. But she was too self-conscious to ever do a thing like that. Mandy was more the type. And Mandy hated the cheerleaders with a vengeance.

Candy figured it was because they presented competition for her. She didn't have full run of the football team when she was competing against ten sexy cheerleaders dressed in skimpy costumes. Candy sat on the edge of one of the hard wooden benches and closed her eyes, thinking how nice it would be to be out there leading her class in a few of the school cheers.

To leap, her unbra'd tits fluttering in front of her body. She sighed and pressed her hand into the front of her sweater. The hammering of her heart underneath her hand surprised her. She hadn't realized she was this keyed up. And over what?

She didn't know.

What had happened to her the night before hadn't been that bad. Her pussy was still intact. Mandy hadn't robbed her of her virginity. That would have been intolerable. And, as much as she hated to admit it, she had enjoyed the feel of her twin sister's tongue moving all over her cunt lips. The thought of the sensations in her body then made her cunt begin to ooze out its thin juices now.

She sighed and tried to remember what it was like when she was peeping on Mark and Mandy fucking. The thrill in her body had been one she had never felt before. It wasn't even like the feelings Mandy had generated when she had tongue fucked her ass and cunt. It was kinky.

Candy's sharp ears picked up a sound which was all too familiar to her. Mandy's voice echoed over the deserted field. And the words were those she would expect from Mandy's mouth.

"Fuck me, you great big stud! I want to feel your huge prick in my poor little pussy, fucking hard!"

Candy turned and her eyes searched through the empty stands. Finally, she saw two dots in the top row of the stadium. She recognized Mandy's sweater. The stud with her was someone she had never seen before. Candy didn't have to be any mental genius to guess what was going on. Mandy had incited the youth to fuck her in plain view of anyone passing by. That the stadium was almost empty didn't matter.

It was the idea of someone possibly seeing them fuck that would get Mandy super hot and ready to screw anything with a cock.

Candy tiredly stood and started up the long series of steps leading to the top. She had to tell Mandy that Mr. Marrick wanted to see her. She had probably flunked another test.

Candy shook her head when that thought hit her. Mandy was smart enough and she didn't flunk that many tests. And somehow, the girl managed to get at least as good a grade in most classes as Candy. Candy didn't understand that since she studied so much harder than Mandy, but she just put it down to being all the time in the shadow of the more outgoing girl.

She reached the top flight and neither Mandy nor the guy with her had seen her. Candy stood for a moment, watching them. The same feelings she'd experienced the night before hit her – hard. The twitchings in her cunt returned to really torment her now. The thin juice oozing from her pussy began to flow out with a steadily increasing river down the insides of her legs. This tickled and aroused her in ways she couldn't put into words.

She could see every detail of the fucking. She knew she should either call out to Mandy that Mr. Marrick wanted to see her or turn and leave. Those were the only two things she should do.

The teenager felt the paralysis of the prior night return. She could only stand and watch and listen to the goings on.

"Fuck me, you fool!" came Mandy's lewd demand.

"Shit, babe, I never saw a pussy as pretty as yours before!"

"Cunts aren't pretty, you stinking liar. They're only pretty when they have a cock buried balls deep in them. Make mine pretty, damn you!"

He laughed at her. His bare ass gleamed in the bright fall sun. Candy could see every hair on that ass. She could even see the hairy bag containing his balls swinging back and forth between his legs. It wasn't until he turned that she was able to see his cock. The girl gasped in amazement.

This wasn't a cock, it was a fucking flag pole! It was so impossibly long, she wondered if he might not ram it all into Mandy's cunt and have it come out her mouth.

It was at least eight inches long. While it wasn't thick, it was slender and long and hard. But long! She felt the flow of her own juices increase as she imagined what it would be like with that pussy pleaser buried all the way up into her cunt.

It would touch her cervix and dig deep for her womb. That would be a fucking! Then she realized the illicit thoughts running through her mind. Candy blushed, although there was no one to see her embarrassment. She had been thinking like Mandy was acting. That was wrong.

But that cock!

"I need it in me all the way!" Mandy moaned. She was lying on her back, her legs on either side of the hard wooden seats. Her crotch was still hidden by her skirt. But the youth between her legs lifted the skirt and revealed the ebony black fur of her pussy mound so that even Candy could see what was happening. The light glinted off the dewdrops of her cunt fluids. The beads in her bush were silent testimony to her arousal.

The teenager looked at her gaping cunt lips with ill concealed glee. He licked his lips and said, "Do you want me to eat you out?"

"Shit, man, what's with you! I want that cock stuffed all the way up my cunt. I want you to fuck me! Christ, be a man!"

Candy felt even more embarrassment. Her twin sister was urging this guy to be a man and his prick was hard and only inches away from her cunt lips. Did she realize what he might do to her?

Candy knew then that Mandy realized in full. She wanted him to fuck her. And he did. His hands slipped down and cupped her pert asscheeks. He lifted her buttocks off the wooden bench just enough to get her pussy into position. With one long, swooping stroke, he shoved his prick all the way up her twat.

They both gasped in unison.

But the effect on the spying Candy was even more intense. She felt her own cunt convulse as if that lone spike of hard manmeat had gone all the way to her navel. She moaned and limply collapsed to one of the hard wooden benches. She felt the split boards pinch her ass but this only intensified the feelings in her body.

The sight of that entire cock vanishing up her sister's twat made Candy realize that she might be wrong, that Mandy night be the one who was right. What fun did she really have in life? The idea that she had been on the wrong course all this time appalled her. She was so sure she was right. She didn't want to dare eternal damnation, but wasn't she living through a hell of her own right now by denying that her body needed all the things Mandy was giving hers?

Candy saw the youth begin to pull out of the tightly gripping pussy. The cock came free, silvery in the sunlight from the cunt juices that had coated it. The lewd sucking noise told the intense suction generated inside the cunt. The cockhead must form an impossibly tight seal with the pussy walls. She shuddered at the thought of what that must be like for Mandy.

Candy let her fingers drop down and sneak up under her skirt. She pressed her fingers hard into the crotch of her panties. They were wet with lust. She couldn't take her eyes off her sister or the stud fucking her. She tried to match the rhythm of the fucking with her own fingers.

Every time that impossibly long cock snaked up into the wetly demanding cunt, she drove her own fingers into her cunt. It had long since ceased being enough for one finger, she had added another. Now she added a third finger to fully spread her cunt lips and make her feel as if a real cock fucked her.

She remembered the vibrator and the fluttery feelings it had caused inside her twat. Like millions of berserk butterflies, it had caressed and stimulated and given her pleasure even though her mind had tried to refuse it. She could no longer deny what was happening to her body.

It was adult and had adult demands to make of her. She would have to come to grips with this or go through life a stunted, twisted human being. She could see there was nothing wrong with lying back and spreading her legs for a guy. Mandy did it all the time and Mandy enjoyed the hell out of it. The feelings in her body were thousands of times more intense than anything.

"Not enough," complained Mandy. "You're not fucking me right." She reached up and gripped the youth's shoulders. With a motion too quick for Candy to see, her sister had pulled the teenager down and dropped him onto his back on a lower set of seats. She ended up straddling his waist, his prick driving upward at the sky and penetrating her pussy.

She straightened and the youth groaned as his prick was bent even more at a right angle from his crotch. "Now I'm going to show you what this sex-hungry bitch can really do," Mandy declared.

She began fucking herself. Slowly at first, to make sure she wasn't going to let his cock slip out of her pussy, then with increasing speed as she got the tempo down right. She rose up almost to the end of his cock. Candy could see only the bulbous tip remaining inside those clutching cunt lips. The rest of his cock was out in the air, cooling as the whistling wind caressed it.

Then she dropped, gravity doing all the work.

Candy gasped as she saw the look on her twin's face. The impact of that cock all the way up into her twat must have been fantastic. For a moment, Candy envied her, then she got around to hating her again.

That could be her fucking herself, not Mandy. She deserved some of the action. Her sister had always been the outgoing one, the dominant one. The ordeal she'd put her sister through the night before with the vibrator told of who was in command between them. Candy hated Mandy even more.

Seeing her enjoying this fucking made matters even worse. She was getting all the prick she could take and Candy sat alone, watching getting everything second hand and diluted.

But her joy had to come vicariously through Mandy. She hated her even more when that thought penetrated her mind.

"Love it," came the boy's voice. "Love it to death. My cock is so warm inside that tight sheath of your cunt!"

"Shit, it's got to be hot or it's no goooood!" cried Mandy. Her hips exploded in a frenzy of self-fucking. She rose and fell even faster, the cock shooting into her pussy like a rocket taking off from Cape Canaveral. Then she rose and used her pussy muscles to try and hold it inside her clinging pussy. This got them both even hotter.

"You're pulling my cock from its roots!"

"I wish I could! I'd love to have it inside my twat all the time!" And she gripped down still tighter. The effort shone on her face, the sweat starting to pour down, she brushed it away.

And still she fucked harder.

Her muscles tried vainly to keep the prick all the way up her pussy. She felt the walls clutch like fingers in a velvet glove around the virile prick inside her. Once, she thought she could lift him entirely off the bench by his cock. But her own bodily secretions betrayed her. The slippery fuck fluids allowed his prick to slip away from her. But the effort aroused them both even more.

"My cock is on fire!"

"You think you're hot," gasped Mandy, "my pussy is burning up. Your prick is setting it ablaze with desire. I can't get enough of it!"

She tried to show him how true that was by fucking herself even faster. Bending forward allowed her to ram her hips down with even more force into his crotch. She felt the crinkly bush rub all over her clit. When her snatch was pulled taut with the cock inside her pussy, her clit stood firmly at attention. His bush rubbing over the end of her clitoris was enough to get her off.

And it did. Twice.

She didn't slow down. If anything, with the flood of her cunt oils while she was coming, she fucked herself even faster. His prick shot in and out of her like a piston. The steady rhythm caused her passions to mount steadily inside. She knew the friction of the fucking would get her off again.

And it did.

It also caused the youth's prick to explode like a stick of dynamite buried inside her. They were both coming, riding each other hard. Her hips levered up and down on his spike of man-hard cock until she couldn't take any more. She actually gave out before his bludgeon of cockflesh started to melt inside her.

Mandy collapsed forward and kissed him full on the lips. "That was super," she said.

Candy couldn't hear what the boy replied. She guessed it was something lewd by the way Mandy laughed. Candy's fingers were drenched with her own fuck juices. They had also started to cramp from the rapid movements in and out of her own pussy. Somehow, the excitement she'd felt hadn't been anywhere near that shown by Mandy. Unless her twin were a superb actress, Candy knew she hadn't felt a tenth of the pleasure Mandy had.

She hated her even more for that. If only she could get over her shyness and come out of her shell, she might get some of that delectable looking cock. The idea frightened her and at the same time turned her on more than anything else ever had.

A germ of an idea began to grow in her mind. Candy smiled and looked at Mandy, crouched down in front of the teenager's prick, beginning to suck and lick it clean of jism. She would show her cock sucking twin sister!

Candy knew how to get what she wanted. It was so simple she wondered why it hadn't occurred to her years before. She rose, straightened her dress and went down the steps of the stadium.