Seducing My Twin: A Dirty Little Secret

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing from my twin brother, Mike. We were walking home from the fish and chips shop, discussing our day when he suddenly brought up Becca, a mutual friend of ours.

“Becca looked so hot today, I hope this summer I get to make her orgasm,” he said, casually.

I rolled my eyes, “Ew, I don’t wanna hear that shit about my friend. And don’t use the word ‘hope.’ It makes you sound weak and pathetic. Say, ‘I’m going to make her orgasm.'”

Mike chuckled, “You’re so fucking dirty, Janet.”

I blushed, “I beg your pardon?”

“You heard me. I’m just saying, you’re more experienced than I thought. And I’m impressed.”

I hesitated, “Well, I’ve been with Ben for a while now. But he’s never… never mind.”

“Never mind? What were you going to say?” Mike asked, with a curious look on his face.

“I was going to say he’s never made me orgasm,” I confessed, looking down at the ground.

Mike smiled, “Don’t mean to be nosey but how long does he last?”

“Like, five minutes. Tops,” I replied, feeling embarrassed.

“It’s frustrating. I feel like there’s something wrong with me, you know?” I added, looking at him for reassurance.

Mike put a comforting arm around my shoulders, “Hey, don’t say that. It’s not you, it’s him. Not every guy knows how to please a woman, and it sounds like Ben is one of them. But I’m not. I know exactly how to make a woman feel good. I can give good tips, maybe we can experiment in my room when mom goes to work.”

I looked at him in shock, “What the fuck, no way I am your sister, and I’m in a relationship. I shouldn’t be doing anything behind Ben’s back,” I said, feeling conflicted.

“Come on, Janet. You know I would never do anything to hurt you. I’m just trying to help you out. And besides, it’s not like we’re going to have sex or anything.” Mike said, with a sincere look in his eyes.

I hesitated, unsure of what to do. On one hand, I knew it was wrong to cheat on Ben, but on the other hand, I couldn’t deny the curiosity that was building up inside of me.

“You just want to get into my knickers pervert, don’t you,” I said, with a half-joking tone.

“No, I swear, I just want to help you. And if you don’t want to, that’s fine too. But I think you’ll find that I know what I’m doing,” Mike said, with a confident smile.

I bit my lip, still unsure of what to do. I had never cheated on Ben before, but at the same time, I couldn’t deny the fact that I was curious about what it would be like to be with someone else.

“Fine,” I said, with a sigh. “But we’re just experimenting, and that’s it. And we’re not having sex, I mean it.”

Mike nodded, “Of course, I understand. I’m just going to show you some techniques that will make you feel good, that’s all.”

“No sex, no being naked, just talk through tips?” I asked, wanting to make sure we were on the same page.

“Exactly,” Mike confirmed. “I’ll even keep my clothes on if that makes you feel more comfortable. I just want to help you experience something new and enjoyable.”

“I should fucking hope so too that you should leave your clothes on,” I said, still feeling a little uneasy about the situation.

Later that night when mom went to work I went to Mike’s room.

“Alright, first things first. Let’s talk about foreplay. It’s important to get your partner warmed up before moving on to anything else. And I don’t just mean kissing and touching. I mean really taking the time to explore their body and figure out what they like. For example, have you ever tried playing with your nipples?”

I shook my head, “No, I haven’t. I never really thought about it before. This talk is embarrassing with you.” I said, feeling my face heat up.

Mike smiled, “It’s okay to be embarrassed, Janet. But trust me, your nipples are a major erogenous zone. Just try gently touching and playing with them while you’re alone, and see how it feels. You might be surprised.”

“I am not feeling myself up in front of you,” Jeez he was pushing it now.

Mike held up his hands in surrender, “Hey, I’m not asking you to do it right now. I’m just suggesting that you try it on your own time. And while we’re on the subject of foreplay, have you ever tried giving oral sex?”

I sighed, “what the fuck has all this got to do with me having an orgasm,” I asked, feeling a little frustrated.

“It’s all connected, Janet,” Mike explained. “The more comfortable you are with exploring your own body and pleasuring yourself, the easier it will be for you to experience pleasure with a partner. And vice versa. And as for oral sex, it can be a very intimate and enjoyable experience for both partners. Have you ever received oral sex before?”

I shook my head, “No, I haven’t. I’ve never really had a serious boyfriend, so I haven’t had much opportunity to try new things. Ben doesn’t do that, he just prefers to have sex. Well, from the little sex he gives me.”

“Alright, let’s move on to the main event,” Mike said, his eyes locked on mine. “Have you ever tried using a sex toy before?”

I shook my head, “No, I haven’t. I’ve always been a little intimidated by them, to be honest.”

Mike nodded, “I understand that. But trust me, a sex toy can be a great way to explore your body and experience new sensations. And the best part is, you’re in control the entire time. You can go as slow or as fast as you want, and you can stop whenever you want. It’s all about what feels good for you.”

“Anyway what makes you an expert on a woman’s anatomy, how many girls have you made orgasm?” I wanted to change the subject and throw him off guard a bit.

Mike chuckled, “I’m not an expert, Janet. I’ve just done my research and I’ve had some experience. And I’m not trying to brag or anything, but I do know a thing or two about what I’m talking about. And I’m not just talking about from a textbook or a video, I’ve had my fair share of sexual experiences and I’ve learned a lot from them. I’ve made a few girls cum, yes. But that’s not the point here. The point is to help you experience pleasure and reach orgasm. And I’m willing to do whatever it takes to help you with that.”

“Have you ever you know fingered yourself,” like how do I answer that I had but I hesitated, feeling a bit embarrassed. “Well, yes, I have. But it’s never really done much for me.”

Mike nodded, “That’s because you’re probably not doing it correctly. When it comes to fingering yourself, it’s important to take your time and use the right technique. For starters, make sure your nails are trimmed and filed smoothly to avoid scratching yourself. Do you want me to show you?”

“What do you mean, want me to show me?” I asked, my heart racing in my chest. “You want to show me how to finger myself?”

Mike nodded, “Yes if that’s okay with you. I think it would be helpful for you to see it done correctly. And I promise, I’ll make sure to keep it clinical and educational. I won’t do anything to make you uncomfortable.”

“What you want me to take my jeans and knickers off,” I asked, feeling a mix of embarrassment and excitement.

“Only if you’re comfortable with that,” Mike replied.

I sighed, “You just want to see my pussy don’t you, I knew it what the fuck, you’re a pervert.”

Mike chuckled, “Well, I’m not going to deny that I find you attractive, but I promise, this is all in the name of education. Now, if you’re comfortable, I suggest you take off your jeans and knickers and lie down on the bed. Come on I’ve seen plenty of pussy no need to be shy.”

“Well you haven’t seen mine, ok ok, this is fucking embarrassing,” I said as I stripped from the waist down and got on the bed.

Mike sat down next to me and gently pushed my legs apart. “First, let’s take a look at your pussy. I notice you keep it clean-shaven, which is great. It makes it easier to see everything. And I have to say, it looks beautiful, damn sis.”

I felt a surge of heat in my cheeks at his words. “Thanks, I guess,” I mumbled.

Mike continued, “Now, let’s talk about the different parts of your pussy. You have your outer labia, which are the lips on the outside. And then you have your inner labia, which are the smaller lips on the inside. And then, of course, there’s your clit, which is the most sensitive part of your pussy. Do you see it here?”

He was describing every part, did he think I was fucking dumb or something.

I rolled my eyes, “Yes, I know what a clit is, Mike. I’m not a fucking idiot.”

Mike chuckled, “Okay, okay, I’m just trying to be thorough. Now, to finger yourself, you want to start by getting yourself nice and wet. You can use some saliva or some lube if you have it. And then, you can start by gently rubbing your clit in a circular motion. See how it feels, nice and good.”

I did as he instructed, feeling a jolt of pleasure as I touched myself. “Mmm, that feels good,” I moaned.

Mike nodded, “Good, now, once you’re nice and turned on, you can slip a finger inside yourself. Just one at first, and then you can add more as you get more comfortable. And then, you can start to move your finger in and out, like this.”

He demonstrated, and I watched as his finger disappeared inside of me. I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy, wishing it was his cock instead. But I pushed that thought aside and focused on the task at hand. I slipped a finger inside myself, feeling the walls of my pussy clench around it.

Mike continued, “Now, you can start to add more fingers if you want, and you can also start to curve them upwards to hit your G-spot. It’s located on the front wall of your vagina, about two inches in. Do you feel that?”

I nodded, “Yes, I feel it. It feels really good.”

Mike grinned, “That’s great. Now, you can start to move your fingers faster and harder, and you can also add some pressure to your clit with your other hand. And then, you can just let yourself go and enjoy the ride. If you struggle let me know.”

I continued to follow Mike’s instructions, adding a second finger and curving them upwards to hit my G-spot. The sensation was intense, and I could feel myself getting closer and closer to orgasm. I moaned louder, no longer caring if the neighbours could hear us.

“Go on sis get stuck in, damn look so hot,” he said, his voice low and husky. I could see the bulge in his pants growing, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of power knowing that I was turning him on.

“Mike, I think I’m going to cum,” I panted, my hips bucking against my hand.

“Here I will help,” he removed my fingers put two of his in and curled them upwards, pressing firmly against my G-spot. He began to move his fingers in and out of me, faster and harder, as I moaned and writhed beneath him. I could feel the pressure building up inside of me, like a volcano ready to erupt.

“Oh God, Mike, it feels so good. Don’t stop,” I begged, my voice hoarse with pleasure.

Mike leaned down and whispered in my ear, “I won’t stop until you cum, sis. I want to make you feel good. Going to make your little cunt squirt so damn hard and then after I am going to fuck this pussy you understand right.”

I nodded, my eyes squeezed shut as I focused on the intense pleasure that was coursing through my body. “Yes, Mike. Please make me cum, if… ahh ahhh if you do you can fuck this pussy,” I moaned, feeling a wave of lust wash over me.

Mike grinned, “That’s what I like to hear. Now, let’s see if we can make your little cunt squirt.”

He increased the speed and pressure of his fingers, sliding them in and out of my soaking-wet pussy with expert precision. I could feel the tension building up inside of me like a coiled spring ready to snap. My body trembled beneath him as he continued to work his magic on my pussy.

“Oh God, Mike, it feels so fucking good,” I moaned, feeling the first wave of pleasure wash over me like a tidal wave. My back arched off the bed as I screamed in pleasure, my body convulsing uncontrollably as I came hard all over his hand and onto the sheets beneath us.

I didn’t even get a chance to get my breath or recover as he took his pants and boxers off and got between my legs. Stroking his cock his purple head seeping sticky precum.

“Just don’t… ah,” I moaned as he rammed it into me and started fucking me. “Just don’t cum… don’t cum inside me ok.”

I couldn’t believe what I had just experienced. My body was still trembling from the intense orgasm that Mike had just given me with his fingers. And now, he was sliding his cock inside of me, filling me up in a way that Ben never could.

“Oh God, Mike,” I moaned as he began to thrust into me with long, deep strokes. His cock felt so good inside of me, stretching out my pussy and hitting all the right spots. “Don’t stop fucking my pussy.”

“Am I better than Ben, is my cock better than his, oh fuck you feel good,” he moaned as he slid in and out faster and harder.

I could feel his cock sliding in and out of my pussy, stretching me open and filling me up. It felt so good, so much better than anything I had ever experienced with Ben. Mike was right; he knew exactly how to make a woman feel good.

“Oh God, Mike,” I moaned as he thrust into me harder and faster. “Don’t stop fucking my pussy.”

He grinned down at me, “Am I better than Ben? Is my cock bigger than his? Answer me now or I will stop fucking you.” He asked teasingly as he continued to pound into me with long deep strokes that hit all the right spots inside of me.

“Yes, oh God, yes, you’re so much bigger and better than him,” I gasped as my orgasm built up inside of me. “Fuck me harder, make me cum.”

Mike grinned wickedly and thrust into me even harder and faster. His cock was sliding in and out of my pussy with ease now as it became slick with our combined juices. He pulled out and dragged me to the edge of the bed turned me around and bent me over his bed as he slid back in my pussy.

He grabbed onto my ass tightly as he pounded into me from behind. The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the room along with our moans of pleasure.

“Oh, God, yes,” I screamed as he hit that sweet spot inside of me. “Don’t stop, don’t you dare fucking stop.”

“Proud of you sis, your taking my cock well, ungh fuck and your cunt is tight,” he said as he slapped hard against my ass cheeks.

“You are… ah… ah… you are good at this M-Mike… ah fuck,” I took it hard and fast, feeling every inch of him as he filled me up completely. I could feel another orgasm building up inside of me, and I knew it was going to be even more intense than the first one.

“Little tip while your being fucked, rub your clit in circles, it will make your orgasm even more intense,” Mike said, between thrusts.

I did as he suggested, reaching down to rub my clit in small circles as he continued to fuck me from behind. The sensation was almost too much to bear, and I knew I was close to cumming again.

“Oh, God, Mike, I’m going to cum again,” I moaned, feeling the pressure building up inside of me.

“That’s it, sis, cum for me. Let me feel that tight little pussy squeeze my cock, ah fuck, rub that clit faster, rub it hard,” he said, his voice low and husky as he started to rough fuck me.

I did as he said, rubbing my clit faster and harder as he pounded into me from behind. The sensation was overwhelming, and I could feel myself losing control. My legs started to shake, and my body trembled as I came hard, my pussy clenching around his cock in waves of pleasure.

“Fuck, sis, you’re so fucking hot,” Mike groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic as he reached his own climax. He pulled out and wanked his cock hard shooting his load as he cumshot across my back down to my ass.

As Mike caught his breath, he looked down at me with a mixture of pride and satisfaction. I was a quivering mess on his bed, my body still trembling from the aftershocks of my orgasm.

“You see, Janet,” Mike said, “I’m not just some pervert. I genuinely want to help you experience pleasure and reach your full potential. And I hope today was a step in that direction for you.”

I nodded, unable to speak. My legs were still shaking, and my body felt like Jell-O. But I couldn’t deny the fact that I felt more alive and fulfilled than I had in a long time.

“Thank you,” I finally managed to say, my voice hoarse from my screams of pleasure. “Thank you for showing me what it feels like to truly experience pleasure. And thank you for not judging me or making me feel ashamed.”

Mike smiled, “I would never judge you or make you feel ashamed, Janet. You’re my sister, and I love you. And I want you to be happy and fulfilled, both in and out of the bedroom.”

We lay there for a while longer, talking and laughing about everything and nothing. It was nice to just be in the moment, without any pressure or expectations.

“But just so you know, Janet,” Mike said, breaking the silence. “I fully intend to fuck you again in the future. But only if you’re comfortable with it and only if it’s what you truly want.”

I smiled, feeling my cheeks flush. “I think I would be open to that, Mike,” I said, feeling a surge of excitement.

“Good,” he said, grinning wickedly. “I’m glad to hear it. Because I’ve always wanted to fuck my twin sister’s tight little pussy and now I have, that was so hot. We can do it again some other time.”

I nodded, feeling a mix of excitement and apprehension. But I knew that whatever happened between us, would be on my terms. And for now, I was content to just lay there and enjoy the afterglow of my first truly fulfilling sexual experience.

“I am telling you, Ben is a lucky son of a bitch,” Mike said, his eyes locked on mine.

“Oh really, and why is that,” I asked, feeling a mix of excitement and apprehension.

“Because he gets to bone ya daily,” Mike replied, grinning wickedly.

“Haha bone me, is that what you guys call it,” I laughed pulling my knickers back up.

Mike smiled, “You know what I mean. And honestly, I think you deserve better than him. You’re a beautiful and intelligent woman who deserves to be with someone who can truly satisfy her in every way.”

I blushed, feeling a mix of embarrassment and pride at his words. “Thank you,” I said softly. “That means a lot coming from you.”

Mike nodded, “Of course, it does because I am the one who made your pussy squirt all over my hand and sheets oh and my cock as I made you cum twice.” He teased with a grin on his face.

“Okay, okay, I get it,” I said, rolling my eyes. “You’re the best at making women cum. You don’t have to rub it in my face.”

“Hey I am not, besides I prefer to rub something else,” he winked at me I couldn’t help but chuckle.

The End.