-My Twin Sister is into Girls-
Pam Puckett held a cigarette to her mouth and lit it up, then puffed out some smoke. It had been a while since she had heard from Melanie and Sam, and she wondered what they were doing with themselves. She sighed and another puff of smoke was slowly exhaled.
The last time she had seen Sam and Melanie was at the Ridgeway Graduation, when Samantha graduated, barely. She said "congratulations" but Sam had ignored her. Melanie gave her a smile, of course, because she was the sweet one. It was easy to love a sweet girl but not as easy to love a tough as nails girl. She knew all about that. Sam had grown up just like Pam, bold as brass and obnoxious when angry. But a passionate lover when all else failed.
Despite her lack of commitment to motherhood, Pam Puckett knew she did a darn good job of raising her daughters singlehandedly. Pam didn't know that her daughters had been fucking each other, and were eventually going to be marrying one another.
That's when it hit her. What was she doing, laying on the couch by herself when she could be visiting her girls and checking up on them?
The woman put out her cigarette by dabbing it in the ash tray, made her way off the couch into the bathroom to brush her teeth, put on a clean shirt, grab her shoes and purse, then make her way to the door. The only thing was... she had no clue where Sam or Melanie were living! She picked up her cell phone and dialled Melanie's number.
The Puckett twins were cleaning their house. Well, one Puckett twin was. The other was laying on the couch, catching the last season of Girly Cow.
"Mom's gonna be here any minute," Melanie yelled, frantically picking up Sam's dirty laundry from their bedroom floor and threw a shoe at her sister. "Get off your lazy butt and help me!"
"Tell me again why you gave her our address?" Sam whined, standing up and looking around at the nearly spotless floor.
"This is my house, and you happen to be visiting."
"Oh. So, where do I live?"
"The Bushwell Plaza. With Freddie."
"What the?!" Sam made a face at her.
Melanie shrugged helplessly and continued cleaning. Sam walked over, grabbed her waist and smacked her mouth with her own in a sloppy kiss. The girl pushed her away quickly and pointed at the vacuum cleaner hoping she'd get the idea. She groaned and picked it up, plugged it in and started being all house-wifey and domesticated.
The oven beeped as though a timer had gone off, Melanie skipped off to go check on it. Sam sniffed the air and smelt delicious chocolate chip cookies.
"Mel, why'd you have to pick Freddie?" Sam whined.
"We can't tell our mother than we're getting married, and do you really want to mention the whole "lesbian" thing to her?"
"I guess..."
"And," said Melanie, gently, as she walked up to her twin with a bit of a seductive look. "I'll be sure to make it up to you tonight."
"So I'm Freddie's fiancée or just girlfriend?"
"That's my girl."
The two girls rubbed noses and Mel giggled. Sam hugged her tightly until the doorbell rang. They broke apart and let the pretending begin.
Sam went to open the door.
"Samantha," greeted her mother.
"Hello mom," said Sam, faking a smile. "Nice to see you."
Think of tonight, she thought to herself. Just think of tonight.
"Do you live here too?"
"What? Me? No way! I'd hate living with a clean, perfect princess," who fucks me like an animal, she added in her head. "I live with... Freddie."
"You and Freddie?" Pam asked, with one raised eyebrow. "Are you two engaged or what?"
"We've been dating for like... two-twelve months now."
"Twelve? You'd think I would have noticed..."
"Hey mom!" Melanie squealed, all excited to see her mother. "I've missed you! Come in, I made cookies!"
Melanie jumped to hug Pam tightly. Truly she had missed her mother, but was too afraid to tell Sam about her feelings. She knew that Pam and Sam had an incredibly odd relationship. It wasn't genuinely mother/daughter. It was weird. But she was glad that their mom had made an effort to come and see them.
"There's my sweet little angel," said Pam, hugging her daughter. Sam rolled her eyes and folded her arms. "I guess you are the owner of this beautiful apartment."
"You guessed right! Sam was just visiting." She nudged her sister in the ribs, who winced and nodded quickly. "Can I get you anything to drink?"
"No thank you Melanie. I came here to see how you two were doing. Now that I see you both are happy and healthy, I can go now."
"Okay, thanks for stopping, bye!" Sam said, with her fake smile.
"No, please stay, mom," replied Melanie, complete with puppy dog eyes and a pout. Sam gritted her teeth and thought of later that night.
"I need to go," Pam said, turning towards the door. "I have a job interview at three o'clock sharp."
Sam and Melanie knew what code "job interview" stood for. It meant she was planning to get all dolled up and spend the evening hunting young male specimens for one night stands. They shuddered simultaneously and bid their mother "farewell". Sam was only too happy to see her leave. Melanie walked her to the door. She stopped and hugged Pam again, this time tightly.
"Don't leave it so long next time, mom. I miss you."
"I miss you too, princess. Be a good girl, okay?"
"I will."
Melanie watched as her mom stepped into the elevator and turned to see Sam standing with her arms folded and leaning against the doorframe. The girl sighed and opened her arms so that her twin sister could run into them. The two girls hugged each other tightly and didn't let the other go for a long time.
"Sam?"
"Yes beautiful?"
"I really love you."
"Yeah. I know."
They stepped back inside the apartment, closed the door and kissed each other gently and building up the passion. Melanie's hands slid behind Sam's back and slid down to cup her perfect ass. Sam smirked into the kiss, slipped her hands underneath her twin's tank top and began softly massaging Melanie's breasts. She liked it when Mel decided not to wear a bra or panties, as she felt when one of her hands slipped down her skirt.
Melanie grabbed Sam's hand and shook her head, then bit her lip slowly. The girl unzipped Sam's jeans carefully and slid them down to her ankles. Then she took her boxers off slowly, exposing her moist pussy lips. Kneeling in front of her, she prompted Sam to put one leg over her shoulder to allow her more access. Her tongue slowly licked the clit, the lips and the ass hole of Sam who cried out in pleasure. Melanie repeated this, over and over again.
"Let me taste you," murmured Melanie, in a sexy voice.
"Ohh, ohhh Mel-Mel," Sam groaned.
The girl smirked at her twin's nickname for her. Usually when Sam was extremely pleased with Melanie for whatever reason, this nickname would resurface. Like now, for instance. She pushed her tongue inside Sam and wriggled it around, not before teasing her clit a little. The moaning was turning Mel on, a lot.
Sam came three times that afternoon. Melanie wasn't complaining either.
They both sat on the couch, wrapped up in each other's arms. Sam slowly fell asleep and Melanie played with her sister's blonde curls gently. She slid her hand downwards and massaged Sam's ass. Then she felt the inside of her butt cheeks and her ass hole. Mel licked her finger, pressed and rubbed it along her pussy and covered it with her cum. She placed her cum-covered finger into Sam's ass hole, and then added another, and another until she was pumping her fingers in and out of Sam.
The girl groaned and got on all fours, spreading her legs wider so Melanie's fingers could fuck her deeper and harder.
"Mmmm, Melanie," moaned Sam.
"You're sexy when you moan like that," whispered Melanie, pumping her fingers faster.
"Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh!"
Sam was panting and bucking her ass backwards onto her twin's fingers. Melanie removed her fingers, lay down underneath her pussy and told her to sit on her face. She started eating the girl's pussy and the cum that went with it. Sam rubbed her clit on Mel's mouth and Melanie tongue-fucked her sister, tasting the salty and bitter juices that dripped out of her.
Melanie licked along Sam's pussy lips, cleaning her all up. Sam slid down Mel's body, and hovered over her, before leaning down and kissing her mouth, and the taste of her own cum filled her tastebuds.
"I love you, Melanie," whispered Sam, between their heated kisses.
"Shut up and kiss me," Melanie replied with a cheeky smile.
Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Marcia, the woman that Melanie had slept with a few months ago, was making her way to the Puckett residence. She had some unfinished business to attend to.
