Her Comforting Twin 5: Public Display of Affenction

Note : This story is completely fictional!

At long last, summer had finally come to a close. Autumn pretty much never happened this year, as if mother nature wanted to hurry up and get winter started; and what a cold winter it was turning out to be! By the second week of winter, temperatures had already dropped to twenty degrees Fahrenheit. However, the cold winter could not dampen the twins’ spirits. Far too many things were going right for them. For instance, both of them had found new jobs, better paying jobs, and were able to resume their apartment search. Now, between the two of them, they could afford rent without the need of a third roommate.

Cora was now finally able to put her knowledge of car mechanics to good use, finding employment as an auto-repairman. The really nice thing about that job was that her bosses could not have cared less about her looking gothic at work.

Natalie meanwhile, had acquired her bar tender’s license. Not long after, she began working nights in a local gay bar, the Neon Rainbow. Unlike most gay bars and night clubs, this one was neither dominantly male nor female. There was always a good mix of men, women, and transsexuals (both female to male and male to female) crowding the tavern. In the four corners, hanging from the ceiling, were monitors that always displayed an endless stream of music videos. Those monitors were hooked up to a surround sound stereo system, and the music was always loud enough to be heard from outside the building. Lastly, as with most bars, the lighting was dim.

Since working as a bar tender, Natalie had begun dressing a bit less conservatively. However, she still covered herself enough to stay a few rungs up the ladder above being a complete slut. Her hair had been cut slightly short, reaching only to her shoulders now, and had a sexy looking wave to it. Also, Natalie began dyeing it a bright neon red. On her neck was a leopard print choker, only about a half inch in width, which matched her likewise mini skirt. Between those two items was her new, tight black-leather mid-drift vest, closed in the front by three silver snap-buttons. Finally her feet were clad in her black-leather, knee level, wide high heels boots, closing with an inside zipper.

For some reason, working at the Neon Rainbow had given her a confidence about herself of which she was previously unaware. Then again, the place did have that kind of atmosphere about itself. Just as she was finishing pouring a customer’s beer, she heard the door open, followed by the sound of approaching footsteps. By the time Natalie looked up, the newcomer had already taken a seat at the bar, right in front of her.

It was Cora, garbed in her usual gothic items. Her ankle length vinyl trench coat was thin, yet warm. It did its job against the winter’s cold, but was light enough to not overheat the wearer indoors. Now inside, she unbuttoned it, revealing her fishnet shirt underneath, with nothing to cover her breasts further beyond that. This place, of course, one of the few locations where such a thing would not be considered indecent exposure. That shirt was tucked into her baggy black jeans, held up by a silver studded belt. As always, her neck and wrists were covered with spiked chokers and wrist bands.

“Hey baby,” Cora openly greeted her sister and girlfriend. One of the particularly nice things about this bar, were that the people there were so open that they cared not at all about an incest relationship. It was not the first one these people had witnessed, thus this was the one place that the twins could be completely and publicly open with one another.

“Hey sexy,” Natalie replied. “What’ll it be tonight, the usual?”

“The usual it is.” As Natalie leaned forward to grab the proper glass in which to mix a White Russian, Cora sighed in playful disappointment. “You know, that top does not show cleavage very well.”

Natalie looked up, meeting her sister’s eyes with a raised eyebrow. “Use your imagination.”

“Oh come on,” Cora begged, still sounding playful. “You can see mine.” As she pointed that out, she arched her back slightly forward, Natalie looking at her sister’s breasts.

“I get off in an hour,” Natalie told Cora.

Cora smiled alluringly. “I’ll bet you do,” she said, playing on the words ‘get off’. “By the way, I have some good news. We got the apartment! We can move in November 1st!”

“That’s awesome news!” Natalie agreed, leaning forward to give her sister a quick kiss, as she handed her the drink. “This one’s on me, love.”

*****

Once Natalie had clocked out, Cora made certain that she was on her as well. It was not uncommon of Natalie, or any of her co-workers for that matter, to stay awhile after her shift was over. To the side of the bar, there were a couple of white-leather two-person couches, arranged around a small coffee tables. On one of them was seated a gay male couple, apparently having a serious conversation regarding their relationship. They paid no attention to the twins on the other couch, nor did the twins give them heed.

On that other couch, the twins sat extremely close together in the center, facing one another. Each had an arm leaning on the back rest of the couch, and Natalie had one leg resting over that of her sister, Cora, her trench coat lying folded behind her, lightly caressing Natalie’s thigh. Her hand would start underneath the knee, slowly make its way up the back of Natalie’s leg, her fingers finally sliding only slightly underneath the mini skirt. Then that hand would travel back down to its starting position and repeat.

Natalie’s hand was on her sister’s breast, or rather, her fingers were there. She gently rubbed Cora’s nipple through the fishnet shirt in a circular motion, occasionally pinching it between her middle and fore finger. They gazed into one another’s eyes, enjoying each other’s touch and beauty. Wanting to step it up a little, Cora curled her hand around to the front of Natalie’s leg, continuing to her inner thigh. With a straight shot up her sister’s mini skirt, Cora moved onward. When they reached their destination, her fingers found that Natalie wore no panties underneath.

Cora smiled seductively. “You’re naughty,” she teased. She allowed herself to slip a finger inside her sister’s body, and Natalie shuddered slightly with a muted yelp of pleasure. “You like that, don’t you? You want me?”

Natalie gently grabbed her sisters arm and pulled it from underneath her skirt. However, she kept a hold of her hand as she stood, leading her sister to the nearby restroom.

*****

Cora’s back practically slammed against the side wall in the stall, her sister’s tongue fiercely wrestling with her own. She held Natalie’s body tight, one hand’s fingers laced into her twin’s hair, her other hand groping Natalie’s ass. Somehow, Natalie was able to weave her arms between the wall and Cora’s back, attempting to pull her closer than she already was, despite that there was not a millimeter to be had between them.

At Natalie’s pull, Cora took control and stepped forward, putting her sister’s back to the stall door. Their kiss never broke for an instant. Cora squeezed both of Natalie’s breasts, pushing them upward a bit, and Natalie moaned loudly in response. Their lips finally parted as Cora’s began making their way down Natalie’s body, as did her caressing hands. Knowing what was coming, Natalie opened her legs as far as her mini skirt would allow.

Getting on her knees, Cora slipped her fingers under the sides of Natalie’s skirt and pushed it up, revealing her. Cora began with soft kisses, not even involving her tongue at first. Then she slowly pried her sister’s wet pussy open, teasing it with the lightest licks, barely lapping at the tip of her clit. Natalie’s hands, now curled over the top of the stall door, started turning white from the pressure with which she squeezed. Her eyes were shut with equal pressure, and a few squeals escaped her as she bit her lower lip.

Suddenly, the restroom door swung open, and there was a pound on the outer side of the stall’s wall. “Unless you’re pissin’, clear out!” a deep voice frantically declared; probably one of the transsexuals or drag queens. They never used the men’s room. “I gotta go!”

“Give us a second,” Cora shouted back.

“You got thirty!” Then the door closed.

“Shit,” Cora muttered, standing to her feet. She quickly grabbed a handful of toilet tissue and handed it to Natalie. “Wipe yourself up and plug it ‘til we get out of here. You’ll be dripping if you don’t.” Natalie took the tissue and cleaned herself up as best she could, fixing her mini skirt and following her sister out. Before the restroom door even closed, the drag queen on the other side rushed in. It was obvious how much he’d had to drink already.

Cora grabbed her coat, as did Natalie, the two wrapping an arm around one another on their way out. “Let’s get lost and finish this,” said Cora, Natalie happily agreeing to the idea.

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