Her comforting twin

Note : This story is completely fictional!

It was a hard slap in the face to what had thus far, been a good day for Natalie. Her boyfriend had just dumped her over the phone. On top of that, he flat out told her that it was because he had found someone better. Natalie had loved him with her whole heart and soul, with every fiber of her being, only to find out that she'd been played since day one. She had barely managed to hang up her cell phone as the tears rolled down her cheeks. She didn't care that is messed up her make-up, and she wasn't in any state of mind to even think about such trivial things.

It was a hot, summer day when she recieved this call. Her parents were both at work, so the only other person in the house was her identical twin sister, Cora. At the time, Cora had been in the next room, searching online for available apartments. The twins and Natalie's now ex-boyfriend, were planning on getting a place together, and splitting the rent three-ways. But when Cora heard her sister crying, she dropped all she was doing and went immediately to offer a comforting shoulder. Natalie told Cora everything, knowing she could always confide in her twin; she spilled her emotional guts as well. Cora hugged her sister, listening for the most part, but occassionally offering a few words of encouragement.

But somewhere along the line, Cora began listening just a little less and started concentrating more and admiring her sister's beauty. Granted they were identical, and thus had the same face and body shape. But they wore themselves quite differently. Cora kept her hair short, just below her jawline, and had dyed it jet black. All of her make-up was black (as was her clothing), including her lipstick and nail polish. She even wore black colored contacts. She loved dressing in gothic styles, currently wearing baggy demin jeans with numerous silver chains and zipper pockets. Up top, she wore a fishnet shirt, with only her bra under it. Cora had accessorized with spiked-chokers and wristands.

Natalie, on the other hand, was much more conservative in her fashions. Her hair was longer, halfway down her back, and was left the natural-red color it was at birth. She only wore light make-up, no nail polish, and a pair of tight blue jeans with a simple plain blue sleeveless shirt. Although, the shirt was certainly tight enough to emphasize upon her 34C breasts. It was those very differences that allowed Cora to see her sister's physical beauty as something much more separate from her own.

"You deserve much better," Cora told her sister, holding her hand in her own while gently stroking the back of it with her finger. "Much, better," she absently echoed. She moved her hand up Natalie's arm until her finger was high enough to gently move her hair back. But she did more than just that, her hand continueing to wrap behind Natalie's head. Moving a little closer on the couch, Cora placed her other hand on her twin's inner thigh.

The gesture didn't go unnoticed by Natalie, but she made no moved to stop it. When Cora was satisfied that her sister wouldn't be fighting this, she finally closed the gap between them, kissing her sister's neck. Natalie was starting to feel a little uncomfortable at this, but there was also a part of her that was quite curious. The latter was definitely winning that struggle.

Cora moved a little more boldly now. The hand that caressed Natalie's leg now moved across and up to her breast, as Cora brought her own leg up to the former position. She moved her head around to try and kiss her sister's lips, but Natalie turned her own, letting Cora only get her neck again. "Cora, what are you doing?" Natalie finally asked softly.

Cora paused, pulling back slightly and looked her sister in the eyes. "Don't you want this?" she asked her. They held one another's gaze for a moment, but Natalie didn't answer. After a moment, Cora moved forward and once again had to settle for nibbling on Natalie's ear lobe.

"This is wrong, we're sisters." But Natalie's tone carried a definite note of pleasure.

"Natalie, I know you well enough to say that if you really wanted me to stop, you'd stop me." Cora was right. Natalie would stop, if she so desired. But she wasn't. Yet at the same time, she couldn't bring herself to submit to this either. As she thought about it, her sister kissed her way across her cheek, until their lips finally met. Natalie muttered the word "no" and tried to push her sister away. But the curious side of her, the lusting side, wouldn't give her arms enough strength. As well, her mutter only opened her mouth enough for Cora to slide her tongue right in.

Cora now sat on her sister's lap, her legs spread about it. She continued to kiss Natalie passionately, caressing her breasts with both hands. Natalie grabbed Cora's sides and gave one final attempt to push her away. But she only found herself holding her in place. She almost didn't even notice the fact that she had lifted her own hips to grind her body against Cora's own. She had also moved her own tongue forward into Cora's mouth, where it now intertwined with that of her sister.

Natalie turned herself sideways and began lying back, bringing Cora with her. Their lips never parted as they slowing turned horizontal. Cora moved her mouth back to Natalie's ear, and all she could do now was moan in ecstasy. There were no more protests to give. As Cora nibbled, Natalie begin raising the fishnet shirt, unhooking Cora's bra when it was high enough. Cora sat up for a moment, only long enough to removed her shirt and toss her bra aside. But before she could lie down again, Natalie brought her own lips up to Cora's.

Cora returned the stripping favor, their kiss breaking only when the material of Natalie's shirt needed to pass between them. Now they held one another tight as they kissed, pressing their breasts hard to that of the other. They began to lie back again, this time with Cora on the bottom, the twins adjusting their leg positions accordingly. Cora unbuttoned Natalie's jeans so she could manuever her fingers underneath them.

But just as her hands reached around and groped her sister's butt, they heard the front door slam. Their mother had come home early from work...

Sorry for the abrupt end peoples, but I thought I'd throw a wrench in that one (just being mean to my characters). Anyway, let me know if you want me to continue the story :)