Jillian and I are fraternal twins. As with many twins, we have much in common. At twenty-two, we’re both five feet, eight inches. We have blond hair, blue eyes, and fair complexion. We are even close to the same weight. I wear my hair long, and If I release my ponytail, we have the similar-looking hair. We have also always been very close and hang out together. We have many mutual friends. More than a few times, people ha...

I woke up early Thursday morning and looked at my sister sleeping soundly. Although completely naked, I didn’t look at her as a guy would. I looked at her as my twin sister. I got out of bed and slipped on my panties. I still had a bra on. I grabbed one of her robes. I went downstairs and made coffee. I brought her a cup. Jill was awake and was sitting up, her beautiful breasts exposed. We sat and talked. We agreed that w...

We got out of bed, took off our nighties, and took a shower together. It was possibly our last chance to be intimate. We washed each other. We dressed. I casually put on a white lace bra and slipped in my forms. I stepped into matching panties. Finally, a pair of nude pantyhose. We did our makeup together. I took out one of her pencil skirts along with a white ribbed sweater that I had worn that week. “While you look grea...

“I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I like having twin girls,” Mom said, as we arrived home after our nice dinner. “We had a great time, Mom. Thanks. And thanks for letting me have my sister,” Jill happily exclaimed. We got ready for bed. As I was about to retire, I heard a knock. “May I come in, sweetie?” “Of course, Mom.” She sat next to me. I had taken off my dress and was only wearing a black bra and panties. She wa...

Mom kissed us both, and left for the office. Jill and I sat and had coffee. “Well?” Questioned Jill. “Well what?” “Geez, girl. You slept with Mom for the first time. So tell me. How was it? “It was very nice.” “Come on. Give me details.” “Okay. When I got in bed with her last night, we cuddled and kissed. I honestly thought that would be it. But, of course, I got aroused. She asked if I’d like her to take off her flannel...