The Twin Deception

I was in my room, cleaning. While I was dusting my cabinet, I came across a photo-frame of me and my sister, Lisa. God, we do look identical. I guess being twins has its perks.

Since we were kids, no one has been successful in telling us apart. Sometimes, even my family members failed to tell who I was and who she was. It was fun.

The only way to tell us apart was the birthmark on my neck. Hers was on her waist, but mine was pretty accessible. The only thing that hid it was my hair.

We never seemed to be bothered by it. She’s my best-friend, and I’d do anything for her.

“Alice? ALICE! Where are you!?” she screamed as I put down the frame and turned to see her walking into the room, looking all tense and freaked out.

“Oh oh, here comes trouble,” I teased her, but all she did was roll her eyes. I could see something was bothering her, so I quickly changed my mocking behavior into all seriousness.

“Something happened?” I didn’t even need to ask. I could easily tell through my gut that something was bothering her. A lot! Maybe it’s the twin thing that I always figure out what her mood is.

“Yes, and I..” She let out a big grin and finally asked me to sit on our bed. I followed her as she took my hand in hers.

“Alice, I need your help with something.” She says in all exhaustion.

“Sure, what is it?”

“You know that my marriage is in 4 days. And despite my fiancé being super hot and fucking rich, there’s one problem that I just found out that can jeopardise my entire wedding.”

“W-WHAT? Why? He seems like a really nice guy, Lis. What the hell are you talking about?”

“I know, he is! And I really do like him! But I just overheard mom and dad talking to his parents. And I found out that Samuel wants to have a woman who’s…”

“Who’s?!”

“Who’s a virgin,” She finally let it out, hiding her face behind both her hands.

“He..what?!” I almost shouted, not caring that our parents might hear us. “That’s so stupid! It’s the 20th fucking century. He’s not 50-year-old, is he?!”

“It’s not his fault, Alice! It’s a type of..a traditional thing in their family…or something. I don’t know. But. You know that I’m not a virgin. I lost it years ago. And he’ll definitely find out if he ever decides to sleep with me!”

“I can’t risk him knowing about my virginity, Alice! It’ll ruin Dad’s reputation, you know that!”

The tension built in the surrounding air, and both of us stayed silent for a few moments before I finally asked.

“What do you need my help with?” I questioned, and her gaze quickly drifted from the floor beneath us and straight towards my eyes.

“Well, he needs a virgin girl. I’m not a virgin, but…you are.”

My eyes go wide, not actually taking what my sister just said.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me, Lis?!” I jumped out of the bed and walked towards our room’s window, leaning against it. “It’s your damn fiancé! How am I supposed to sleep with him?! Won’t he find out?”

“How would he, Alice?” Lisa follows me. She grabs both my shoulders, shaking the life out of me and snapping me out of the terror.

“We’re fucking twins! We’re fucking identical twins! He won’t know. And it’s only for one night. Just…seduce and sleep with him before our wedding night, and we’ll switch places the next day! Please, Alice. You’ve got to help me out!”

“I..Lisa..I.”

“I promise you $5000 dollars for this, and also, a Dior product.” Lisa does a good job tempting me. She knew how badly I needed a Dior product for my upcoming birthday party. And I knew she was playing well at this game.

“Please, Alice? For me?” she says, passing me those puppy eyes. I shouldn’t be bothered by it, since they were nothing but my own eyes, but I was.

“I can’t believe I’m actually considering this,” I say, letting out a tired sigh.

“Oh thank you, sis!” She jumped up and down and pulled me into a big hug. “You don’t even know how happy I am! I promise you! He won’t suspect a thing. He won’t!”

“Okay, okay!” I couldn’t help but get excited about this, too. Lisa’s fiancé was nothing but a piece of tasteful sweet recipe. You won’t do anything but taste how good he is.

And you keep on doing that until your mind and body don’t tell you to stop. And that rarely happens.

I knew that Samuel was about to be married to my sister. He did visit us often, and a lot of times I found myself imagining him with me instead of her. There was also a time when I caught him taking a shower here, he was naked, rubbing shampoo on his wet, silky hair.

His body. His powerful arms, his body, hair, and that beard that made him look like nothing but an angel. Oh, I wish I could have just pushed him against the bathroom wall and let him do me like I’ve always imagined.

“Okay, so I’ll call him and tell him to come 2 days before the wedding for a date. Meanwhile, we can choose sexy lingerie for you!” Lisa exclaimed as she instantly led me to her side of the wardrobe.

It took us almost half a day to choose what he’d like. And finally, we picked out a set. It was a bright pink. The bra’s size wasn’t enough to cover my b*obs, but it was good enough to hide my enormous nipples.

Talk about panties? They were more a fishing net than something that helps you cover your womanhood entirely.

I saw my reflection in the mirror, and I couldn’t help but feel shy, and a little turned on by the thought of Samuel touching me.

How would that feel? 

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The day of the date finally came. Once he came to our house, knocked on the door to pick me up. Oh, I knew I released a wave of orgasm as soon as I saw him in that outfit.

He wore a simple gray shirt, black trousers, black shoes and a silver platinum watch. Two of his fingers had gigantic rings on it, which made him look nothing but more attractive.

I blushed under his gaze. Luckily, Lisa and I almost had an identical voice, too. I could easily mimic her if I had to, and if I was about to get caught somewhere.

It wasn’t hard, but it wasn’t easy either.

We went to our destination, had dinner, and walked around the beautiful city of love and passion. I enjoyed it a lot.

And those small moments, where he would softly touch and caress my cheek, all the way down to my bottom. I knew he wanted me. And I’m not ashamed to say that I wanted him to.

Finally, we checked in on one of his hotels. Since he was a billionaire and the hotel was his, we checked into a luxury suite that had the view of the ocean behind us through the balcony.

The evening was more than romantic.

While Samuel was using the bathroom, I walked towards the balcony, letting the air crash onto my bare skin. I had worn a black sparkling gown that sure did display my breasts, more than enough to seduce any guy. And that was the plan all along.

While sightseeing, I heard footsteps walking towards me. Without turning back, I felt a pair of hands slipping through my waist, and a warm breath behind my neck.

“You’re looking beautiful tonight, Lisa.” His deep voice growled. It said everything out loud, what he needed right now.

But his words didn’t have to do that part, as I could easily feel his erected dick behind my back.

“So do you, Fiance.” I played along and as soon as I saw him, he turned me around, gazed deep into my eyes and stared down at my cleavage.

“I mean it,” He says as he bends down a little and starts kissing my plumped boobs. It sure was enough to make me moan under his warmth.

His hands still searched for my bare skin as they moved down, grabbed my gown, and started to pull it up, exposing my lingerie.

“Oh, so you planned this all along, huh?” Samuel flirted as he started to kiss my thighs.

Feeling those tingling sensation and losing my hold on reality, I grabbed his hair, and led him all the way up, between my thighs.

Since the underwear that I wore was nothing but net, the way he was using his tongue on me forced me to go crazy under the electrical currents.

“Ah, Samuel, Don’t stop!” I moaned. But to my surprise, he did as he got up and faced me, body all ready to ignite.

“I won’t, not until I have what mine,” He growled and led me towards the bed.

Once we reached the mattress, he smoothly laid me down on the bed, bent down and started to remove my heels.

“Oh, Lisa. I don’t know if I’m already drunk, but you’re look more sexier than usual,” 

I looked down at him, smiling, our hearts pounding like a machine. Samuel initiated planting kisses on my feet, making me feel goosebumps I’ve never felt before.

“Oh, S-Samuel!” I let out a moan, making him chuckle.

“I guess someone’s a bit extra sensitive towards my touch,”  

He didn’t stop and led his soft lips on my calves, to my thighs and stopped at my stomach, after removing my gown that was no longer needed to hide my body.

“Damn, Lisa. You’re..you’re really curvy.” He spoke, roaring against my stomach, pinning me down and forcing me not to move until he said so.

“And someone’s dominant today,” 

Samuel didn’t reply, instead, he leaned on my face and went straight for my ear, licking and biting my earlobe, making me lose