A/N: Another chapter for your filthy minds... and don't worry, I like reading this as well as writing it.
Not sure where I will end this story. The ending is usually the most important part of a story, as it can't be all cheesy or whatever. It has to match the rest of the story. Which has been wonderfully sexual and such. Hmm... don't mind me thinking out loud. Onto the more important stuff. Like sister on sister sexual intentions. Oh, a side note: if you haven't read the previous chapter, some of the italics here will not make sense.
Enjoy.
-My Twin Sister is into Girls-
Melanie opened the front door to their apartment slowly and was greeted by Sam who had her mouth filled with pizza.
It would have been odd for anyone else to walk in on this sight, but for Mel, it made her feel very much at home. Sam was too involved with her tasty slice of pastry, gooey cheese and tomato sauce to notice her twin sister arrive home. She moaned softly as the flavours surrounded her taste buds. The sauce covered her lips.
Melanie's mind raced as she remembered tasting Sam's pussy sauce earlier that day. Mmmm, she thought.
Mmmmm indeed.
"Mmm, salty like you," mumurs Carly, mouth full of cum from Sam's masturbation.
"Oh, how I love you pizza," Sam sighed and ignored her thoughts of the other girl.
Mel giggled. Sam heard this and turned to greet Melanie but waved awkwardly instead. There was no way that Mel would forgive her for having sex with Carly only moments earlier.
"Did you have a fun afternoon?" Melanie asked, innocently.
Sam's mouth dropped open as she fished around for some words, but none came to mind. Carly was a fun afternoon.
"Ohh fuck, Sam," moaned Carly.
"Yeah, you like that, don't you," Sam whispered, keeping up the pace and every so often bent down and licked her clit gently.
"Mmmm..." she nods, tongue still deep inside her best friend.
"I... I... w-well..." Sam stammered. Melanie tilted her head slowly in confusion. Her sister was always so confident when it came to... well everything! "Pizza!"
"Pizza?"
Sam looked at the remaining two slices and suddenly felt a loss of appetite. Until Melanie walked over to where she was sitting and straddled her lap and clasped her hands around the back of her twin's head. Her eyes stared into Sam's blue pools of gorgeousness, then she closed her eyes and began sucking the sauce off of Sam's lips gently.
They were on a moving window-washing platform about twenty storeys high on the outside of the Bushwell Plaza. Carly had climbed out the window and onto the platform because Sam had told her she was a "fraidy-cat" and the brunette wanted her to be wrong. It was a stupid argument, really. But now, here they both were.
One of the chains had snapped, leaving the platform dangling - and Carly dangling with it. Sam had managed to hold onto the side that was still intact. One hand was gripping Carly's wrist tightly.
"Don't you dare let go," shouted Sam.
"Kiss me, you idiot!" Carly yelled.
Sam forcefully yanked the girl's wrist and both their mouths met in a firey explosion of fireworks and passion.
Okay, so that didn't exactly happen... but they were on an unstable window washing platform together for an iCarly skit of some sort. Spencer was playing with a brand new boat that he had won in some strange competition.
But I digress.
Melanie's tongue pressed against Sam's tongue slowly, and she tasted all the pizza flavours. Sam carefully wrapped her arms around her sister's waist and slid her hands under Mel's short skirt, and cupped her ass tightly. Melanie gasped as Sam's fingers slid underneath where she was sitting and felt her wetness.
"Already?" Sam questions, one raised eyebrow and smirking.
Melanie doesn't say much and just nods quickly, biting her lip. Her hands slide up Sam's shirt and find that she wasn't wearing a bra, so she played with her sister's breasts. This made Sam squirm and start rubbing Mel's pussy lips but only slowly so she could tease her a bit.
Sam bit her lip. Melanie squirmed as Sam's fingering increased in both speed and pressure.
"Oh... Ohh Sammy..." she murmured and shut her eyes while bucking against Sam's hand. "K-keep going... please..."
"K-keep going, Sam," Carly panted, shutting her eyes tightly.
The blonde and the brunette were in the iCarly prop car, Carly's panties were around her ankles and she was still wearing her ankle boots, her skirt was hitched up around her waist and the buttons on her shirt were all undone. Sam's mouth was nibbling her best friend's salivating pussy.
"You taste delicious, Carls," whispered Sam and began eating her out.
"Ohhhh Saaaaaam!"
That did happen.
Sam pushed her fingers right inside Mel.
"Ohhhh Saaaaaam!" she screamed and came all over Sam's hand and pants.
They sat together, both catching their breaths for a bit, before Sam reached over and grabbed another slice of pizza. It was cold, but it was still delicious.
It was a little while later into the evening. Sam and Melanie were sitting together on their couch watching season three of Girly Cow, which was playing through as a marathon on TV. Then it happened.
No, not it. God, you guys have filthy minds! Something... well I'm gonna say... bad.
"The wedding is in two weeks," said Sam.
It was unusual because they hadn't really talked about it all that much. Unless you count that time that Sam argued the point that it was pointless having flowers... However, because she was excited about marrying Sam, Melanie took the bait.
"I think we have everything organised," replied Melanie, vaguely.
"I'm... I'm looking forward to it."
"Me too, Sammy."
The two twins turned to face one another and shared a sweet and very innocent looking kiss on the lips. We haven't kissed like this for ages, thought Mel. It's nice. Sam held her twin closely as the kiss continued and got a bit deeper.
I kissed Carly, thought Sam. But Melanie can never know. If Mel ever found out, she'd be crushed.
"Sammy," whispered Melanie. "I have a confession to make."
A confession?
"Okay..."
"I... I wasn't helping Brenda with college work this afternoon."
"Okay?" Sam sat up and looked directly at Melanie.
Who cared about this "Brenda" anyway? Brenda, for all intents and purposes (and in Sam's thoughts) was a slut. However, Melanie went a bit quiet. Her eyes started tearing up, which made Sam immediately hug her. She hated seeing her twin cry. It was the worst.
"There is no ACT."
What the?! Thought the girl. What is this crazy chick on about now? Sam pulled out of the hug and grasped her sister by the shoulders tightly. "Is that all?"
"No."
Her heart tightened whilst Melanie's heart started pounding against her rib cage uncontrollably. The tears threatened to fall but she managed to hold them back.
"I was with... Marcy."
Marcy? The f- "WHAT?"
There was a very long silence. Sam couldn't believe that Melanie could be so heartless. Then again, who was she to throw a stone at the adulteress? Ha! Fuck that law!
"I thought you loved me?" Sam said, calmly. Strangely calm, concluded Mel.
"I do love you," whispered Melanie.
"Not enough to stop you from cheating on me with some fucking bitch."
There was another very long silence.
"Sammy, I'm sor-"
"Don't."
Melanie couldn't fight back the tears that were stinging the corners of her eyes and one by one, quietly, the droplets rolled down her face. Sam stood up quickly and turned, raising the back of her hand ready to slap the girl's face. Melanie cowered in fright, ready to accept the punishment from her sister.
But... She couldn't do it. Love was standing in the way of everything. Love that was... probably a lie.
You fucking hypocrite, Sam's thoughts jeered at her.
She lowered her hand slowly and walked out of the living room, away from the sobbing Melanie.