Stacey grabbed her classmate, tore his shirt off, and pulled his pants down. “Um, uh, Stacey?” the nervous college student asked.
“Shut up!” She pulled his boxers off, pushed him on the couch. Trish watched in shock.
Stacey then removed Trish’s glasses, pulling up her shirt as quickly as she could, ignoring her protests, and pushed her onto her classmate. “Hi, I, um,” he stuttered.
“Do it!” Stacey commanded.
“But, but, you’re here,” Trish said, covering her bare breasts.
“I don’t care. I’m making some changes to our lives, first is losing our virginity. I went first, now it’s your turn,” Stacey glared. “Now get to it!”
Trish did nothing for a few seconds, scared and unsure. “Please, don’t be silly, I’ve seen you naked before,” Stacey said.
Then she slapped her sister’s ass. Trish gasped, fumbled with the guy’s cock, guiding it in, wincing in pain, and got to work.
He sat up and guided her to her back on the couch. Stacey watched him fuck her sister as rabidly as he did her earlier that afternoon. She smiled thinking about the changes they would make, watching her sister’s eyes close, her mouth slightly open.
Then it was over. “Oh wow, yeah!” he whispered, dumping his load into Trish. “Two in one day! My brother will never believe this!” he squealed.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever, now leave. I have to talk to my sister,” Stacey pulled him of her.
After he left, Trish dressed, confused about what was happening. Stacey went on to say they weren’t going to be ugly ducklings forever; they were going to successful, beautiful women. They were going to have incredible lives. She promised her younger sister that she would make it happen.
Both sisters became pregnant that day. Any plans Stacey would cook up to change their image would have to be put on hold.
Incest stories: Fitness Model Moms – Chapter 3
They were able to finish college, both graduating from the same local school. It took a year longer for Stacey, but with help from family, they made it work.
By the time Trish finished college, they ditched their glasses, their acne cleared up, braces were long gone, and something else was occurring – they were working out regularly. Stacey purchased gym memberships for each of them. Stacey also enrolled them both in yoga, spin, and dance classes at the gym.
Stacey was able to land a high paying sales job, which she excelled at. A year later, she was able to get Trish an accounting job at the same company. Trish loved it, since she didn’t have to deal with people as often as Stacey did.
They moved into an apartment together, along with their young sons, and saved as much money as they could.
A few years passed, the sisters looked better than ever. While excelling at their day jobs, Stacey was able to book a few modeling gigs for each of them. Trish was hesitant but after the first photo shoot she wasn’t as shy in front of the camera anymore – Stacey loved it. Each time the camera would flash, she’d think about their ugly duckling years and how far they’ve come.
By the time Stacey was 30; both sisters were offered a lucrative modeling contract, Stacey serving as a manager of sorts. It was enough to allow them to quit their jobs and model full-time. They bought a house together, all four moved in, and they kept working.
By this time their sons were old enough to stay at home alone. Stacey arranged dates every once in a while for her and Trish. Some were double dates, some were just the trio. Some duds, others were not. Trish still had trouble watching her sister ravage and manhandle a man in front of her, not caring. Stacey was so dominant and fierce in bed. As much as Trish tried, she could never, ever be as wild as that.
They traveled more and more, the modeling agency sending them to exotic locales across the globe. Sometimes Stacey would arrange a three-way with a fellow model, or photographer here and there over the years.
They became used to having sex with the same person, at the same time. Sucking a cock together was no big deal. They never viewed it as weird or verging on incestuous. After all, they did everything together.
As they aged through their 30s, they began noticing something very familiar about their sons – the boys were just like them at that age.
After their shower, Stacey flipped through the TV stations, Trish snuggling against her.
“Nothing,” Stacey said, not finding anything worth watching. She placed the remote on the bedside table and held her sister tightly.
“So we’re going to take those young men out?” she asked Trish.
“Mmhmm. It’ll be nice,” she replied.
“I wonder how much they jack off while we’re away.” Stacey wondered out loud.
“Oh my,” Trish trailed off.
“I wonder if they do it at the same time. They’re sitting there playing their games or whatever and excuse themselves to their rooms,” Stacey joked.
“I wonder what they think about. I mean,” Trish paused. “! None of our business.”
“They probably jack off to their aunts,” Stacey blurted out.
“Stacey!” Trish swatted at Stacey’s tummy.
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