The Worst Twins Ever

(A/N: WARNING! PLEASE READ! Ok, so this one requires some context because I never saw myself writing something like this. So, about a year and a half ago, I wrote a fic for "The Coffin Of Andy And Leyley". Recently, one of my friends read it and asked why I didn't include a sex scene between Andrew and Ashley during it, who are siblings, in case you didn't know. Well, as I told my friend, I didn't include a sex scene between them because, one, the fic was only rated T, and two, because incest, eww. But because my friend knows I sometimes take up writing challenges, particularly lemon writing challenges, she challenged me to write an incest themed lemon fic. So, yeah, that's where this story comes from. "Eurotrip" is one of my favorite comedies, and I, unfortunately, saw an opportunity to meet my friend's challenge with it, because, frankly, the only way I could bring myself to write an incest lemon story was to try and make it comedic so it wouldn't be taken too seriously. I've got no expectations for this one though and had no idea how to go about it, but I did the best I could. So, yeah, here we go with this. You've been warned.)

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

 

"THE WORST TWINS EVER"

Jamie was drunk off his ass, drunker than he had ever been in his life, having downed too much Absinthe too fast, just like his friends and sister. His vision had grown blurry and it had become hard to think, and he also thought he had caught glimpses of a little green fairy flying around, but he was too wasted to think about that.

So he had stopped thinking, letting the effects of the alcohol take him away and gotten lost in the music. He mixed in with the crowd of dancing teens and young adults, getting separated from his friends and sister in the process. And at some point, amongst the closely packed dancers in the club, he ended up pairing up with some random girl.

He had no idea who she was, but then, outside of Scott, Cooper, and his twin sister, Jenny, he didn’t know anyone here. The four of them were on a Eurotrip, traveling across the country so Scott could meet his pen-pal he was in love with. And while many hijinks had happened along the way, it had also been a very fun trip.

Through the drunken haze that filled his head, he briefly wondered what had become of the others, but then decided that it didn’t matter. They were probably off dancing somewhere in the crowd, maybe trying to hook up with someone to have some crazy European sex with. Aside from Scott, who was looking to get together with Mieke, that was what Cooper and Jenny were hoping to get out of this trip, especially the former, who hadn’t exactly gotten the experience he had wanted at Club Van Der Sexxx.

Cooper was one thing, but he really didn’t want to think about Jenny having sex. Just the thought of his sister doing the dirty made him want to gag. He’d much rather think about the sexy lady he was dancing with. If he could even call it dancing. It was more along the lines of them simply dry humping and grinding against each other. Whoever this girl was, she was freaky as hell, in a good way of course. But then, it seemed like a lot of the women in this country were. The men too for that matter. And no, he wasn’t exactly considering that a bad thing.

He had yet to get a good look at her though. The club was dimly lit, and the flashing lights that danced over the crowd made it difficult to see. That coupled with how blurry and distorted his vision was from how drunk he was in addition to the hallucinatory affects the Absinthe was having on him only made it harder to make things out, especially when it mostly had him seeing double, sometimes triple.

If he stopped and stared at something hard enough for a few seconds, his vision would clear up enough for him to make out the details of what he was seeing, but with the way he and his mystery girl were wildly moving about, he had yet to be able to get a good enough look at her to make out her facial features. But from what his hands were feeling as they trailed over her figure, she had one sexy body. He would certainly be lucky if he managed to get into her pants.

 

(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)

 

Jenny was having a blast, which was strange after how bad of a mood she had been in. After reuniting with Christoph, even finding out that this was his club, she had thought she had met the man of her dreams. It was almost as if destiny were at work in bringing them together. He’d even invited her to sail away with him on his yacht to see the world. It felt as of her ultimate romantic fantasy had come to life.

And then Fate had cruelly ripped the rug out from underneath her. Not only did Christoph reveal that he was married, albeit in an open relationship with his wife, but he simply went around trying to sleep with every woman he met. Every man he met too for that matter. She would have been just another notch on his bedpost, just one more member of his harem. And he’d expected her to not only be ok with that, but to be happy about it!

Well, she hadn’t been. Not at all. And with her romantic fantasy sufficiently crushed, she had been in a foul mood to say the least. As such, she had gone to find her brother and friends, snatched up their green bottle of whatever they had been drinking, and had begun gulping it down, fully intending to drown herself in alcohol until she couldn’t even remember her own name, let alone stupid Christoph’s.

She hadn’t even known what the green drink was, something her brother had called Absinthe, but she’d drunk it straight out of the bottle, wanting to get well and truly wasted. And she had certainly done that. She was going to be so hung over tomorrow. Silver lining though, she had succeeded in forgetting about Christoph and was now in a much better mood, dancing and having fun.

So Christoph had been a bust. Overall, this had still been a pretty great trip, despite the problems they’d run into along the way. And the trip wasn’t over yet, maybe she would end up finding another guy to have some crazy European sex with. She hoped so, because, God, she was horny right now. If she didn’t find someone to hook up with, she might end up jumping Cooper’s bones before this was over; the guy was cute, despite his obnoxiousness.

Or maybe she would just screw the guy she was dancing with. They’d been getting pretty hot and heavy on the dance floor for the past several minutes. She wasn’t really sure when they had started dancing together, she had only become aware of the fact that they had paired up at some point. Currently, she was dancing pressed up close to him, her back to his front, practically twerking her ass into his very obvious hard-on as he ran his hands over her body.

So what if she didn’t know his name. She didn’t need to know his name to get what she wanted from him. And who didn’t have at least one random hookup with that one guy or girl who’s name they didn’t even know after getting drunk one night? Wasn’t that what the whole Walk of Shame was about? In fact, she was so drunk right now that she couldn’t even tell what he looked like. Most of the club was just a blurry mass of humanoid shapes moving about. She was mostly keeping her eyes shut anyway, what with how dizzy opening them was making her amongst the flashing lights and her dance movements. God, she really did have too much to drink.

Her dance partner didn’t seem to mind though, and she relished in the feel of his hard body against hers, his hands sliding erotically over her figure. Flipping her hair to the side, she reached back to tangle her hand in his own hair, drawing him in closer, and she felt his lips graze over her newly exposed neck. She reached behind her with her other hand as well to grasp his hip, pulling him in even closer still, feeling his hardness dig into her backside.

He certainly felt ready to go, and she was so unbelievably turned on that she might just do him right here on the dance floor in front of everyone; she was certainly drunk enough to do something crazy like that without caring who saw her. And what did it matter if she did; she was in a foreign country where no one even knew who she was. It wasn’t like her reputation would be ruined.

Well, ok, there was her brother, Scott, and Cooper, but screw them, they weren’t even around. She didn’t care too much if they saw her naked anyway; they had gone to that nude beach together after all, fully intending on letting it all hang out. And as for the other people in the club, fuck them too. This whole country seemed very open about their sexual escapades anyway, seemingly with no qualms about banging out in public in some cases. Hell, even Jamie had proudly declared how he had gotten his first blowjob from that camera shop girl in a back alley… while getting robbed in the process.

Internally making a disgusted face, she pushed all thoughts of her twin getting blown aside. Not only was he the last person she wanted to think about when it came to their sex life, she wanted to focus on her own, which most definitely did not involve him. And her mystery dancer guy was becoming more and more tempting. She was already so wet that her panties were soaked. Maybe she should just drag him into a dark corner somewhere and have her way with him. The idea was certainly very tempting. And through the drunken haze filling her head, she considered doing just that.

 

(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)

 

This girl was crazy. Crazy in a good way! But then, Jamie had learned that that seemed to be the case with many of the women of this country; he had learned that firsthand with that camera ship girl who had blown him in that back alley. Everyone just seemed to be so open and free with their sexuality. And for a virgin like him, it was pretty overwhelming.

But he was adapting. While he may be ignorant when it came to social cues in the sex department, he wasn’t a complete idiot, and his drunken state, ironically, seemed to be making him even more aware by taking away his inhibitions. And this girl was certainly putting out all the signs with the way she was behaving. She was straight-up grinding her ass against his crotch, very obviously pressing it against his erection deliberately. This wasn’t just dancing on her part, this was seduction. And he was well and truly seduced.

He began pressing light kisses to her neck, and she leaned her head back on his shoulder, tilting it to the side to give him better access. He breathed in her perfume and found that there was something familiar about it, but he couldn’t put his finger on what it was. He put it out of mind though and focused on what he could put his fingers on, that being her body as it moved erotically against his.

His hands were on her hips as they moved to the music, and he slid them up her sides to her shoulders. He could feel the silky texture of her top as his fingers trailed over it. It was a rather skimpy outfit, and he felt that it had an opening in its front, spreading open in a V shape to barely cover her breasts. During one of the brief periods where he opened his eyes, he had been able to make out that it was a sparkly silver top. It was so skimpy that it was practically body tape just covering her breasts, but it went along nicely with her skin-tight, black leather pants. Strange, why did he feel like he had seen that outfit before, and recently? Was it a current fashion?

Ah, who cared. He was more interested in getting her out of what she was wearing. Granted, he probably wouldn’t be able to do that here, but maybe she’d be willing to come back with him to his hotel. He and each of his friends and sister had been able to afford a suite with a room for each of them with their $1.23, so they wouldn’t be disturbed if she was willing to go back with him. Or maybe she’d be fine with a quickie right around here like the camera shop girl had been. Maybe she’d even be willing to go all the way with him. He was totally onboard with losing his virginity in a public place if it meant… well, losing it.

She might not speak English though, but that was ok, it was already hard to hear over the blaring music, and body language was pretty much universal anyway. And even his naïve self was able to read what she was very clearly saying with her body. She was giving him the green light to take this further. And so, he accepted her invitation.

One of his hands slid back down to her hip as she practically gyrated against him. The other slipped further inward, moving closer to her breasts. She gave no objection, and if anything, pressed herself against him even harder. His hand moved over the smooth material of her top until he felt the softness of her skin. But he didn’t stop there, and moved his hand in further, slipping it beneath her top to cup her breast.

It was his second time touching one, and he grasped it firmly, feeling her hardened nipple press into his palm. He kneaded it and rolled it around, relishing in the feel of her soft, fleshy globe. Still no objections from her, and he wondered how far he would be able to take this. He couldn’t help but think what the others would think of reserved little Jamie if they saw him now.

On second thought, scratch that. He didn’t want his sister seeing him doing something naughty with a girl, just like he had no desire to witness her hooking up with some guy. Just the thought alone made him uncomfortable. And why was he thinking about her or his friends right now anyway? He had one bombshell babe to focus his attention on. He wondered just how far she was willing to let this go.

 

(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)

 

This guy was definitely picking up what she was putting down, and he was responding just how she wanted him to. And perhaps it was shameful to be doing this out in public with some guy she didn’t even know what he looked like, but she was too drunk and horny to care.

Her arousal had sky-rocketed when he slipped a hand into her top to cup her breast, and she let out a delighted sigh that was lost amongst the music blasting through the club. His lips, meanwhile, had gone to work on her neck, pressing light kisses against her that evolved into open-mouth and suckling kisses. A delightful smile curved her own lips upward and she gripped his hair, pulling his head further into the crook of her neck and letting out a small moan as his mouth closed over her pulse point and began sucking. Yes, she really liked that.

As he continued to fondle her breast, she was aware of his hand on her hip. And as she encouraged him with her dancing and responses to his touches, she felt that hand move in further, trailing along the top of her leather pants. His fingers stroked the area of her abdomen right where her pants began, running along the crease where leather gave way to skin. God, she wanted him to touch her, even more so than he already was, but he still seemed like he was testing the waters. For fuck’s sake, what did she have to do, hang a damn billboard over her head?

She decided to give him some more encouragement. The hand she had on his hip shifted to his front, feeling the very noticeable bulge inside his pants, and she rubbed it through the material. And while it was hard to tell for sure on the outside, he certainly felt like he was packing a nice size in his pants. And if she had any say in it, it was going to be hers tonight.

Her encouragement seemed to do the trick, as she felt his hand on her lower stomach set to work and pop open the button of her pants. It then moved lower, taking hold of her zipper and pulling it down. Her breathing grew heavy in anticipation, her body begging to be touched. With her pants open though and no longer sticking to her like a second skin, he slipped his hand inside. Not just into her pants, but also her soaking wet panties. It ran through her triangle of curls and moved to cup her most intimate area.

Fuck, that felt good. She was so damn wet for him, and he was only cupping her. But then he began stroking her with his finger, and it felt even better. Her own hand gripped him through his much looser pants to show how much she enjoyed his touch, and she somehow heard him let out a groan in her ear over the loud music. It was then that she realized that the two of them hadn’t said a single word to each other since they had paired up. That was ok though, they didn’t need words to convey what they wanted, and her mystery man clearly wanted her as much as she wanted him.

When he stuck a finger inside her, a wave of delight went through her that made her knees grow weak, causing them to buckle slightly. She turned it into an erotic grind against her dance partner’s crotch. She followed his example and stuck her hand down his pants, having no need to open them since they weren’t skin-tight like hers were. And from what she felt as she gripped his length, he was indeed of an impressive size, and she pressed her ass against it as she ground her backside into him.

As she pumped him, his own hands were at work. The hand that was in her top was caressing her breast, squeezing and twisting her nipple in a teasing fashion. As for the hand in her pants, he knew what he was doing there too with the way he stroked her insides as he thrusted his finger into her. It caused her already wet center to weep all the more, and she bit her bottom lip in delight. She knew it was probably the alcohol affecting her judgement, but she was seriously considering fucking this guy’s brains out right here in the club.

Unlike her recently blown for the first time brother, Jenny was no virgin. And while she hadn’t done anything she would deem too wild or nasty, here on this trip, with as drunk as she currently was, she felt a nearly uncontrollable desire to really get down and dirty. And why shouldn’t she? Why couldn’t she go all out? What was stopping her? She was young and single. She was hundreds of miles from home. Anyone who may judge her here she would never see again, not even her mystery guy. True, there was her brother and friends, but fuck them, they could suck a dick, because she was about to suck this guy’s, and do a lot more than that. If they spotted her and didn’t want to see it, then they could look away.

Cracking open her eyes, she tried to get her vision to focus enough to look around the club for a more private spot. It took some effort to focus, but her eyes eventually landed on one of the club’s support beams just off the dance floor. Just behind it was the ledge of the upper part of the bar area for people to sit and drink at. It was a spot that would block them from the view of the dancers and somewhat hide them from the people in the drinking area. And in her drunken state, that was good enough for her.

 

(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)

 

Jamie’s jaw clenched at the feel of the unknown girl’s soft hand pumping him as she pushed her ass against his crotch, and he couldn’t resist humping against her backside. She leaned further back into him, practically riding his hand as he thrusted his finger in and out of her. He still didn’t know who this girl was, and it was likely the alcohol affecting him, but he was beginning to think that she was the girl of his dreams, and he wanted her, badly.

Her hand that was tangled in his hair suddenly released it and went down to his hand that was still fondling her breast, covering it with her own. At first she simply pressed his hand more firmly to her chest, but then she grasped it in hers and pulled it out of her top, then extracted her hand from his pants. Jamie thought she was done with this and pulled his hand, wet with her juices, out of her pants as well, and she began to walk away.

She didn’t let go of his hand though, giving it a tug. Jamie suddenly realized that she wasn’t done with him yet; she wanted him to follow her, and he immediately did so without a second thought. Not that he was anywhere near sober enough to think rationally at all, but he probably still would have gone with her if he was. And so, he allowed her to lead him away.

He had no idea where she was bringing him. Maybe she frequented this club often and knew of some private rooms or a VIP section in the back where people who got frisky would duck into for some private time. If so, he was totally onboard with that. He was so hard right now that he didn’t think he would mind of they went at it right there on the dance floor in front of all those dancers. He’d already seen some couples who were going at it in front of everyone. Or had that just been in some reality porn videos he saw online? He couldn’t remember. Fuck, he was so drunk.

Well, she didn’t lead him to any private rooms, but she did lead him off the dance floor and over to the side, where she suddenly stepped behind a metal girder support beam. She still held his hand and practically swung him around the beam with her and then pulled him back so he made a bit of a spin, and the two of them ended up face-to-face.

For all the good it did. Jamie didn’t even get a good look at her as she pulled him to her and their lips met. They immediately began kissing hungrily, her tongue forcing its way past his lips and invading his mouth, seeking out his. It was a welcome invasion, and he immediately engaged her, and their tongues began wrestling together as they quite literally sucked face.

Jamie pressed himself up against her, practically pinning her to the support beam. He thrusted his hips against her center, and she spread her legs, allowing him to thrust his hardness against her core. One of her legs came up, curling around his waist and hooking over his calf, allowing him to thrust against her more firmly.

Both their hands began wandering, trying to touch each other everywhere. And while he was pretty covered up in what was practically a suit, her outfit, or at least her top, left a lot of exposed skin for him to explore and access to what was covered, her tight leather pants leaving nothing to the imagination, and he caressed her wherever he could.

He repeatedly shoved his hips against her, causing her to moan into his mouth as the two of them, for all intents and purposes, dry humped each other. Lips and tongues moved together frantically in sloppy, wet kisses, the two of them practically licking at each other’s faces like dogs showing affection as they attempted to devour each other. Her hands were practically clawing at him, as if seeking out any exposed skin for her to feel, but failed to find, and instead, she dropped her leg from around his waist and one of her hands moved between them to his pants.

This time though, she didn’t simply slip it into the top of his pants like before. No, this time her hand went a little further down to the zipper of his pants, taking hold of it and pulling it down. She then slipped her hand inside, fiddling with the front opening of his underwear and pulling his cock through it and out, exposing him to the open air. With him now free, she once again began pumping his hardened length as they continued to heavily make-out.

No wonder she had brought him over to this spot if this is what she had in mind. It wasn’t exactly private, but it was away from everyone else, and if they remained close like this, no one would see anything. They may be able to tell that they were getting handsy, but not exactly what they were doing.

As her hand continued to stroke him, he moved his lips away from her mouth and began attacking her neck and shoulders. One of his hands was at work as well, having slipped inside her top to squeeze and fondle her breast. His other hand was on her lower back, holding her close. And as his mouth moved further south, his face nuzzling aside her top to fully expose her breast, he latched onto her hardened nipple, sucking and flicking his tongue over the erect bud. Her hand that wasn’t stroking him pressed against the back of his head, pushing his face further into his chest.

This was a girl who knew exactly what she wanted, and she had no issue demanding it. And after he spent a good time going back and forth between her two breasts, she gripped his hair, urging him upward. He kissed his way up her chest to her lips once more, and they began sucking face once again, tongues taking turns of whose mouth they dueled in.

But then she was the one who began a descent. However, unlike him, who had simply leaned down to suck at her breast, she completely dropped to her knees, changing her grip on his cock. Her intentions were clear, and he looked down at her, trying to get his vision to focus, but he only saw the top of her brown hair. What he felt though was pure bliss as wet heat engulfed his cock. His mystery girl hadn’t hesitated to take it in her moth and immediately began sucking on him.

He let his head fall back and his mouth drop open as a loud moan escaped him. His hands tangled in her hair as she began bobbing her head on him, her lips sealed around him tightly as they ran up and down his length while sucking at him, her tongue running along the top, sides, and bottom of his cock. Good God, you would think she was starved for cock with the way she was gulping him down. He couldn’t help thinking, with all due respect to his camera ship girl, that this girl was even better at giving head.

 

(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)

 

Jenny was a little surprised by her actions, but she was too drunk to care. One minute she had simply been jerking him, the next she’d had an uncontrollable desire to take her mystery man in her mouth. And, seeing no reason not to, she’d done just that, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum that she had managed to squeeze out before wrapping her lips around him. After all, no one would notice what they were doing over here. Probably. And even if they did and realized what they were doing, screw them, it wasn’t any of their business; what did she care what others thought.

That was the beauty of being completely wasted, it made you not give a damn. And Jenny was wasted alright, and alcohol and lust were two deadly combinations. So she’d said the hell with it and dropped to her knees. And now she currently had her mouth stuffed as she bobbed her head, taking her mystery guy in deep and jerking her hand over the length she couldn’t fit in her mouth, feeling his head bump against the back of her throat every time she bobbed her head on him.

She set to work on amending that though, trying to relax her throat muscles to take him in even deeper. She breathed through her nose as she attempted to control her gag reflex as she gulped more of him down, working him into her throat. It took some effort, but she managed to get there, swallowing down his length to allow him to move in and out of her throat. It was hard to believe that she was actually deep-throating some random stranger in a public place like this, but the alcohol in her system didn’t care, so she didn’t either.

Her face buried into his pants, his zipper grazing the sides of her mouth as her lips practically wrapped around the base of his cock, and she reached up to unbutton his pants, allowing her to peel the flaps open before she grasped his hips and continued taking him in and out of her throat and mouth in time with her head motions. She paused every now and then to catch her breath while sucking on his head before she resumed deep-throating him again, and he thoroughly fucked her face when she did.

She wondered how long he could last before she made him cum, and she found that if he ended up blowing his load down her throat that she would actually be ok with that. No, in fact, that actually sounded rather appealing; the very thought of being able to make him cum with her mouth drastically turning her on even more. And so she sucked even harder, keeping him in her throat longer, letting her throat muscles massage his length as she hummed around it.

She wasn’t sure how long she sucked him off for, but then his hands in her hair gripped her head tightly and seemed to be making motions where he couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to pull her off or push her head against him. She thought she heard him give a warning that he was about to cum, but in the broken tone he managed to say it in, she could barely make out his voice over the music.

Disregarding his warning, she doubled her efforts, wanting to feel it, wanting to taste it, and about ten seconds later, she did. His cock seemed to swell in her throat, and she took him as deep as she could as she felt him begin to spurt. She felt the hot splashes of his cum hit her throat and rapidly gulped it down, feeling proud of herself. She held her breath as long as she could until his cock stopped pulsing, and only after she swallowed the last bit of his essence did she finally pull off him, his now semi-hard cock dropping from her lips.

She took some time to catch her breath as her mystery guy massaged her scalp while recovering from his orgasm. She found that she was nowhere near satisfied though and took hold of his cock, licking and stroking it to try and wake it up again. As she did though, he began to coax her to her feet. She obliged, dropping his cock and giving her mouth a quick swipe as she stood up so they were eye-level, their lips immediately seeking each other out once more.

She couldn’t believe she had just done that. She’d actually had a stranger’s cock in her mouth and had him cum down her throat. While she was no prude, this was so unlike her; she must be even drunker than she thought. She still didn’t even know what this guy looked like, but in a strange way, the mystery of it made it even more exciting. In fact, if she could get him up again, she was willing to go even further with him.

And who cared if they were in a club. Didn’t places like this have people doing dirty things like this in the middle of them all the time anyway? So it shouldn’t matter if she and her mystery guy got nasty right here. What was a little public indecency in a club like this? Hell, some of the girls in those cages hanging from the ceiling had even been topless. Or had they been? She couldn’t remember; it was all foggy.

But then, as she and her mystery man made-out, she felt his hand go to her still open pants, slipping into her now completely soaked panties and cupping her mound. He rubbed her slit a few times before inserting, not one, but two fingers into her, and the two of them shared breath as they panted into each other’s mouths. She was wetter than she could ever remember being in her entire life, and his thrusting fingers only made her juices flow all the more.

With their foreheads still pressed together, she cracked open her eyes, her vision working to focus. It took a few seconds for her vision to clear, but it eventually did. Her mystery man must have sensed her gaze, because his eyes opened too, and they stared right at each other. But with as close as their faces were, all they could see were each other’s eyes. And, strangely, his eyes seemed very familiar to her, like she had seen them before.

But that couldn’t be. She’d never been to this country before. Let alone this club. It had to be the alcohol; it was affecting her mind, making her think his eyes simply looked familiar. Besides, a lot of people had blue eyes. And she tried to convey with hers just how much she wanted him.

Whether he picked up on her unspoken request or simply decided to return the favor, he suddenly lowered himself down to his own knees, extracting his fingers in the process. She immediately missed the feel of them, but then he put them to another use. He hooked them into the sides of her pants and began working them down to her knees, probably because it would be impossible to take off her skin-tight leather pants without removing her shoes. He then took hold of her soaking wet panties and pulled them down as well.

Somewhere in her alcohol induced mind, she was glad he stopped there. Semi-hidden or not, she wasn’t sure if she wanted to be bottomless in the club. They could do plenty with her pants and panties around her knees. Besides, her top was long enough that it hid her private parts a bit. And with her mystery man down there, he would further obstruct her from any prying eyes that may have spotted them.

At his urging for her to spread her legs, she opened them as far as her pants around her knees would allow. Then, with zero hesitation, he buried his face between her legs, attached his mouth over her weeping entrance, and began eagerly devouring her. Jenny gasped loudly, letting her head fall back as pleasure began coursing through her. Her mystery man had wasted no time in getting to work, eating her out like a professional. God, it made her feel so dirty and shameful to be doing something like this in public where they could easily be spotted, but it just felt too good for her to care.

 

(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)

 

Aside from what had orally gone down between Jamie and his camera shop girl, the entirety of his sexual experience and knowledge consisted of watching porn and his left hand. Fortunately, after his camera shop girl had sucked him dry, she’d taught him how to go down on a girl, giving him valuable tips and pointers as he’d returned the favor, doing what had felt right and attempting to mimic what he’d seen online.

Well, his mystery girl sure seemed to be enjoying what he’d learned. He was glad, because he really wanted to pay her back for that amazing blowjob she’d given him. He’d worried that he had gotten a little rough with her towards the end with the way he had practically been fucking her face, but she’d taken it like a pro, gulping down his seed without so much as taking a breath until he was finished.

And now he currently had his face between her legs, his mouth latched onto her wet slit as he swirled his tongue around inside her. She really seemed to like that, and her hand went to the back of his head encouragingly. She pushed him further into her, and he buried his nose in her nest of curls, probing her insides with his tongue.

Between his own legs, his semi-hard cock twitched with the beginning of new life, but he focused on his mystery girl, bringing a hand up. He detached his mouth from her and began licking, flicking his tongue over her clit while inserting a finger up into her. Her juices continued to flow and he eagerly lapped them up, enjoying her taste. He couldn’t believe that before this trip he had been a complete virgin with zero experience, and now he was hooking up with his second girl in two days.

He glanced up at her, trying to get his vision to focus. Even if everything wasn’t all fuzzy, he still wouldn’t have been able to see her face since her head was tilted back and she was looking up at the ceiling as she panted. He couldn’t help but once again think that the top she was wearing looked familiar, but then he decided that it didn’t matter as he reached up with his hand he wasn’t fingering her with, slipping it beneath her top and running it over her stomach and breasts.

This triggered a reaction out of his mystery girl and she suddenly grabbed his head with both hands and shoved his whole face into her crotch. His hand that he had been fingering her with moved out of the way to grasp her ass as he once again sealed his mouth over her slit as his other hand continued to caress her. She kept his face pressed against her as he inserted his tongue as deep into her as he could, feasting away at her.

At this point, she was practically riding his mouth with the way she was humping at his face. He could just barely make out her moans over the music as he licked along her inner walls, extracting more of her sweet nectar. Her grip on his hair kept tightening and her breathing was growing faster and faster, signifying her enjoyment as he pushed her closer to the edge.

But then he suddenly heard a scream from his mystery girl over the music, and her legs began shaking on either side of his head as they crushed his face in a vice grip. This was accompanied by a rush of fluids that flowed into his open mouth, and he realized that he had made her cum. He gulped down her juices as she continued to bury his face in her crotch, her whole body jerking almost violently.

When she finally calmed down enough and released his head, he rose to his feet and immediately sought out her lips again. Her mouth was hanging open as she gasped for air, and he covered it with his own, taking advantage of her parted lips to insert his tongue and seek out hers. Her arms came up to wrap around his neck as his own moved around her hips, his hands cupping her ass and pulling her against him.

At this point, he’d recovered enough to grow completely hard again, and he shoved his hips forward to let her feel it. She moaned into his mouth as he pressed his hardness against her core, only now with no barriers in the way. He humped against her, his cock pushed up against his stomach, its underside rubbing against her wetness and sliding against her curls.

He repeated the motion several times, causing her to gasp and moan against his lips. He still didn’t know if she spoke English or not, but tried to convey his desire and silent request for her to let him have her. If she actually gave him the green light and he was able to lose his virginity with her, he would consider himself the luckiest guy in the world.

She didn’t just give him the go-ahead, she took the initiative herself. Reaching between them, she took hold of his cock and moved it into position, all the while continuing to kiss him. He felt it as she pressed his head against her slit, rubbing it up and down against her opening, and his cock slid through her folds. With her bunched-up pants preventing her from completely opening her legs, it was still enough to allow her to insert his head. And once it was inside, she released him and her hand went to his ass, pushing him forward encouragingly, nonverbally telling him exactly what she wanted.

That was a green light if he ever saw one. He was going to do it; he was actually going to lose his V-card here in the club. Screw saving it for a special occasion or person, screw that he didn’t know who this girl was or even what she looked like, and screw any pervs who saw them and realized what they were doing; he was going to get laid. And so, he began to bring his hips forward, pushing up inside her.

But even now, despite his drunken and lustful mindset, his reasoning was sound enough to send out an alarm bell to remind him that they weren’t using any protection. When he and Jenny had packed for this trip, sex hadn’t been on his agenda, so condoms hadn’t been included in his necessities. Meaning that if he and this girl were going to do it, they were going to raw-dog it.

But then he decided, the hell with it. This girl obviously wasn’t worried about it, so she was probably on the pill or something. And if there were any STDs to be shared, most of them had cures. So screw it, it was time to bang. He was already partly inside her anyway; it was time to drive it home, just like she was urging him to.

He did just that, pushing the rest of the way inside her until he bottomed out. She tore her mouth from his and let out a loud moan in his ear as she rested her chin on his shoulder, her tight, wet, warm confines squeezing and massaging his length. And, holy shit, it felt incredible! It was the greatest feeling in the world, even better than her mouth. Her legs were prevented from spreading any further due to her pants, and he now wished that he had wrestled with her shoes to remove them completely when he’d pulled them down instead of stopping at her knees, but hadn’t known if she would appreciate being completely exposed.

He made do though, practically pinning her to the support beam with his dick. He was overcome with the irresistible need to start moving, and so he did just that. Pulling back his hips, he stopped until just his head was inside her, then thrusted forward, burying himself in her again. She let out another moan in his ear, signifying her enjoyment, and he did it again, earning him yet another moan.

He began repeating the motion again and again, burying himself in her over and over again. Each time his hips met hers, she let out a sound of delight. She didn’t just keep still though, as she began moving her hips forward and back as well, meeting each of his thrusts. It was pure bliss, and Jamie began pounding into her with rapid succession. He kept his hands on her ass, helping to pull her against him each time, the sensation causing him to let out grunts of his own into his lover’s ear.

Holy shit, his lover. He had a lover. It didn’t matter that he didn’t know her name or what she looked like, he, Jamie, had a lover. He was no longer a virgin. And whoever she was, he couldn’t have chosen a better partner to have his first time with. God, how he wished he could take her home with him. Maybe they could exchange contact information and keep in touch if she was interested in this going beyond the club.

He almost wished his friends and sister could see him now. Especially poor Jenny and Cooper. They were the ones seeking some hot action on this trip, but it was he, the naïve virgin they always poked fun at, who hadn’t even been looking, who was the one getting laid. That would be sure to piss off Cooper. And it would be especially hard for Jenny to deal with since she was a girl and it should have been much easier for her to get a partner. It may make him a bit of a bad brother, but he couldn’t wait to rub in her face how he had gotten laid and she didn’t since things had fallen through for her with that Christoph person. Maybe he would even get to introduce his mystery girl to her and his friends.

But then he stopped thinking about them entirely as his mystery girl lifted her chin off his shoulder and grasped his face, kissing him hungrily. Why the hell was he giving any thought to his friends and sister right now anyway? Especially his sister, that was just weird and gross; nothing about what he was doing should make him think of her of all people right now. He just wanted to focus solely on his mystery girl. And so he put them out of his mind completely as he mimicked with his tongue what he was doing with his lower body. This truly was the best day of his life.

 

(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)

 

Now this was the crazy, hot European sex Jenny had been hoping to have. And while her lover was actually quite good, there was a certain amateur nature to his performance. And that realization suddenly had her thinking, had she actually landed a virgin? God, that was actually really hot to think about.

Just imagining that she was the first person he got to experience sex with, that she was the first woman he ever got to be inside, that she was the first one to ever give him this kind of pleasure, fuck, that was a major turn-on. You never forgot your first time after all. Meaning that even though she might just be some faceless stranger in a crowd to him, he would still forever remember her and that she had claimed his virginity, that she had turned him from a boy into a man. And with that thought in mind, she suddenly couldn’t wait to have him cum inside her, to be the first woman he got to blow his load into. God, that was hot.

That thought suddenly had her realizing, even in her drunken state of mind, that they weren’t using protection. It probably wasn’t the best idea to do it raw with a complete stranger in a foreign country where the people were seemingly rather promiscuous. But as she deemed earlier, drunkenness and lust were a deadly combination that made for bad life choices. And Jenny was in the perfect state of mind to not only make bad decisions, but to not give a damn about them in the moment. She had other needs that were taking higher priority right now.

Besides, if this really was his first time, and she really suspected that it was, then she wouldn’t even need to worry about catching anything from him, nor would he from her since she was clean. Of course, there was also the concern of her getting pregnant, but she didn’t even have any protection on her anyway. Despite her goal of finding some good European sex on this trip, she hadn’t come to this club with the intention of getting laid. Yet here she was, pinned up against a support beam with a complete stranger balls-deep inside her, giving her the best sex of her life. Maybe she should make him pull out just to be safe.

No, fuck that. She wasn’t going to deny him the experience of cumming inside a woman for his first time. Plus, she didn’t want them to make a mess. Well, any more of a mess than sex already made. And besides, she wanted to feel him cum inside her so badly, so much so that she could almost taste it. In fact, the riskiness of it only served to arouse her even more. So the hell with it, she would just take a morning after Plan B pill or something later as a precaution. For now, she wanted the full, hot European sex experience.

Breaking the kiss, she once again rested her chin on his shoulder as she clung to him, her hands clawing at the back of his jacket. Her stupid pants were preventing her from wrapping her legs around his waist like she wanted to, but even what they were doing now felt incredible. It seemed her lover simply had the natural skills to please a woman.

Not to mention the impressive cock size to go with those skills. God, he was so big, so deep inside her. She felt her walls stretched farther than they ever had been as the head of his cock bumped against the mouth of her womb with every thrust, filling her to the brim. Never had sex been this good before, and she knew without a doubt, drunk or not, that she would remember this for the rest of her life.

She could feel his hot breath in her ear as he panted in it, hearing how much he enjoyed her, and she too released her own heavy pants and moans that were steadily increasing in volume and frequency. Those moans grew louder, eventually being heard over the music as she felt an orgasm building, and she shoved her hips at him furiously, seeking to reach that blessed finishing line.

He must have sensed that she was getting close too, because he doubled his efforts, thrusting into her faster and harder, pulling her against him with even more force until she was practically rising up to her tiptoes every time their hips met. She wished she could feel more of him, seeking skin-to-skin contact, but as her climax grew closer, she stopped clawing at him and simply clung to him desperately. The occasional swear or blasphemous exclamation slipped past her lips as she got ever closer to the edge.

Fuck, she was close, her orgasm just on the horizon, and she squeezed her eyes shut as a series of continuous moans escaped her. She hugged her lover tightly, desperately, as what she could tell was going to be a powerful orgasm continued to build up. He wasn’t so much as thrusting into her now as he was simply pressing against her, keeping their bodies in full contact as he rocked against her, rolling his hips into hers. She wanted this climax, needed it so badly, even more than the oxygen she was struggling to suck down. And she needed him to give it to her. Now. Right now!

And he did. With one final powerful drive of his hips, he did, and her orgasm hit her with the force of a thousand tsunamis. She came harder than she ever came in her entire life, her climax washing over her in massive waves that caused her legs to lose all strength, and she would have fallen to the floor if she weren’t being pinned between her lover and the support beam behind her. A flash of white actually filled her vision behind her closed eyes as she desperately clung to her lover, violent spasms causing her whole body to tremble and shake.

Good God, that had been incredible, utterly mind-blowing. She couldn’t believe she had cum so hard. This would definitely be a story to brag to all her friends about. When her brother wasn’t around to hear about it of course, because discussing their sex lives with each other was just plain weird. She hadn’t even wanted to listen to him describe how he had been robbed considering what had happened to him during it; so gross. But ha to him, he’d only gotten to third base while she’d hit a home run.

But it seemed her lover wasn’t done yet. She could feel him still hard and throbbing inside her. And as the last traces of her orgasm dissipated, he suddenly released her and pulled out. She nearly voiced her protests before, in a surprising act of aggression, he turned her around so she was facing away from him. Pressing himself up against her backside, he ran a hand over her hip before bringing it over her rear end, giving her ass-cheek a firm slap that had her gasping.

He rubbed himself against her backside, his cock sliding through her ass-cheeks, then adjusted his hips behind her so his length slipped between her legs, the back of his hard rod sliding against her nether-lips. She groaned in anticipation as he humped against her, the lips of her pussy sliding over his cock as it slid through her folds. She gripped the bars of the support beam as he teased her a bit, then she felt him take hold of himself and take aim.

The head of his cock pushed against her entrance, and then he took hold of her hips. And with one powerful thrust, he pushed back up into her, this time from behind. Her head fell back as she exclaimed loudly, rising up onto her toes. He gave her no time to adjust to the new position though as he began thrusting up into her, his tight hold on her hips guiding her into a rhythm that she quickly matched. She pushed back at him as he thrusted into her, and their movements fell into sync, her already white-knuckle grip on the bars squeezing them even tighter.

So he was not only a natural despite being a virgin as well as being well-endowed, but he had stamina to boot; it had to have been fifteen or twenty minutes at least since he first entered her. And sure, that blowjob she had given him earlier was probably allowing him to last longer this time, but she still couldn’t help but think how she had hit the jackpot with him. She couldn’t wait to brag to her girl friends back home about this encounter. They were going to be jealous as hell.

 

(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)-(-)

 

This girl was driving Jamie crazy. He may lack experience, but he felt like he had encountered a sex goddess in her. He swore she was going to be the death of him before this was over, and he found that he was perfectly fine with that.

Feeling her cum around him had nearly been his undoing. It probably would have been if he hadn’t already cum down her throat already, allowing him to last longer this time. He gripped her hips tightly as he thrusted into her, his tip actually managing to penetrate her womb slightly. The thought that he was reaching so deeply inside her, of cumming inside her furthest depths, had him feeling like he was going to go crazy.

Releasing her hips, he instead grabbed her arms, forcing her to release the bars as he pulled them back. She offered no words of complaint as he used his hold on her arms for leverage to thrust into her even harder. She cried out every time, a swear word escaping her every so often. Perhaps it was because the alcohol and loud music was distorting his hearing, but he couldn’t help but think that she sounded familiar. He’d also thought so when she had been moaning and muttering in his ear while she had been clinging to him earlier.

Ignoring that ridiculous detail, he looked down to watch as his cock pushed its way into her with every thrust. God, that was such a sexy sight. This truly was an unforgettable experience. And how lucky for him that he got to have such hardcore sex for his first time. And he thought rubbing his blowjob in his friends’ face had been satisfying; he couldn’t wait to brag about this to them, especially to Cooper. He’d like to see that arrogant douche make fun of him when he found out about it.

But Jamie was reaching his limit. Releasing his lover’s arms, he pushed her forward so she was pressed up against the support beam, pressing himself up against her. Seizing her wrists, he lifted her hands above her head, having her grasp the bars above her. He then ran his hands down her arms, circling them around to her front and slipping them into her top to grasp her breasts. He began squeezing and rolling them around as he continued thrusting into her, earning him more of her sweet sounds of pleasure.

Bearing the nausea a bit, he opened his eyes to look over her shoulder and through the bars of the support beam to the dancers on the dance floor to make sure no one had noticed what they were doing over here. It was still hard to make out anything with how blurry and distorted his vision was, but no one seemed to be paying them any attention. Meaning they still didn’t realize what he and his mystery girl were doing, or they simply didn’t care. Jamie honestly didn’t care either, as long as no one bothered them.

But he was quickly approaching the end, his stamina running out. He hoped to be able to get his lover off one more time before he finished, and he began thrusting into her all the more, wanting to feel her cum one more time before he joined her. He released one of her breasts and brought up a hand, grasping her chin and aggressively turning her head around to kiss her.

Their tongues danced together for a period before he released her chin and instead grabbed a handful of her hair, yanking her head back. This earned him a loud gasp from his lover, and he kept a firm grip on her brown locks as he buried his face in her neck, kissing and licking at the exposed skin, his other hand releasing her remaining breast and going down to grip her hip, helping to pull her against him as she pushed back at him.

He wasn’t sure if he would make it or not, but then he felt the unmistakable feeling of her cumming again. Shivers shook her whole body as she let out a cry, gripping the bars above her tightly. Her inner walls began squeezing him tightly, seemingly trying to suck him in deeper as they milked his cock. That was all he could take, and he gave one final, extra hard thrust, burying himself as deep as he could inside her. Then he was suddenly joining her in bliss, shooting off his load directly into her womb, her body sucking up every drop he poured into her as his cock spurted again and again.

He actually saw stars behind his eyes as he came harder than he ever had. Was it just because this was his first-time having sex, or was it because of his lover specifically? He didn’t know. And best of all, the two of them were cumming together, making their shared orgasm even greater and having it be even more meaningful and intimate. He kept himself buried as deep in her as physically possible as his cock unleashed spurt after spurt into her innermost depths, filling her with his essence.

Eventually though, both their orgasms came to an end, leaving him feeling completely spent. Her inner walls continued to milk him, as if to make sure she took everything he had to offer, but he was completely spent, and his cock soon began to soften inside her. He let out a satisfied groan and released her hair and hip as she slumped against the support beam, hanging onto it for her own support, seemingly just as spent as he was.

Once he felt able to, he stepped back and reluctantly allowed his softened member to slip out of her warm depths. That whole thing had been absolutely crazy. He couldn’t believe he had just had such wild and crazy sex for his first time, and in the middle of a club full of people for that matter. This may have been his first time, but he felt like he had just had the greatest sex of his life. What a way to lose one’s virginity.

With a satisfied sigh, he tucked himself back inside his boxers and pulled up his pants that had slipped down to his rear during their frantic fucking, buttoning the top button and zipping up the fly. His lover had recovered from her own orgasm at this point and was now in the process of working her leather pants back up her legs, having already pulled up her panties. And as she finished up with that, Jamie couldn’t help but wonder what came next. Did they simply go on their merry ways after having just fucked each other’s brains out?

He wasn’t quite ready for that yet, needing to physically express himself and his gratitude for everything she had just made him feel. And so he stepped forward as she finished adjusting her top and took hold of her, whirling her around to face him and kissing her hard. She responded immediately, her arms going around him as he pinned her up against the support beam they had just gotten done fucking against. Right away, they fell into a heavy make-out session, exchanging open-mouth kisses and wrapping their tongues around each other.

No one would have ever guessed that they had just gotten done screwing each other senseless with the way they were all over each other. Yet unbeknownst to both of them, they had finally not only been spotted, but recognized by Scott, Cooper, and the imaginary green fairy they were both hallucinating from the Absinthe as they looked on in shock and disgust from the drinking area.

Jamie was completely unaware of their sudden audience as his lover let out a pleasured sigh, letting her head fall back in delight, and he immediately attacked her neck, tasting the saltiness of her damp skin as he reached up and cupped her head, and her lips found his again, their tongues sloppily engaging as they rubbed together in and around each other’s mouths.

Their heavy making-out soon slowed as they both became satisfied, and it suddenly hit Jamie that he still didn’t know what she looked like. He wanted to see the face of his lover, especially his first lover. And as their make-out session came to an end, he pulled back and opened his eyes, looking directly into her face.

His drunken vision was still a blurry mess, but as he stared at her, her features began coming into focus. And there was something familiar about her. Very familiar. Too familiar. Frighteningly familiar. Very quickly, the smile on his face fell away as he realized with growing dread that he was staring into the face of Jenny. The girl he had just been making out with, who had sucked him off, who he had eaten out, who he had lost his virginity to, who he had just finished fucking and cumming inside of, was his own twin sister! The sight of her standing in front of him was so shocking and horrifying that it penetrated all his drunken senses and immediately sobered him up.

Suddenly, things began registering to him. Why her outfit had seemed so familiar. Why he thought he had smelled her perfume before. Why her voice sounded like he had heard it before. Why he had randomly found his thoughts turning to his sister, despite her being the last person he should have been thinking about while sexually engaged. It suddenly all made sense, and he immediately felt like he was going to be sick, but he was still in too much of a state of shock for his body to react, and he could only stand there staring like a flabbergasted douchebag.

She hadn’t noticed yet. Her eyes were still closed, a dreamy, sexually satisfied smile of contentment on her face. But then she too opened her eyes, looking directly into his face. Her eyes were glazed over, but he saw them focus as she took him in, and the smile melted off her face to become a confused frown. But then her eyes widened as he saw them fill with recognition, then shock, then realization, and finally, horror as the truth of their situation registered to her.

Her own mortified look snapped him out of his stupor, finally propelling him into action. And at the same time, they both let out screams of horror and disgust, practically jumping away from each other. Jamie, and apparently Jenny, had absolutely no idea what to do in light of the predicament they now found themselves in, and all they could seem to do was continue to scream. This was most definitely not what he’d had in mind when he’d been thinking that his first time would be something he remembered forever, and he had a feeling that this was not the crazy European sex she had been hoping to have.

In the back of Jamie’s head, and he imagined in Jenny’s as well, he couldn’t help but hear what hear what Scott and Cooper constantly told the two of them over and over again. And right now, he couldn’t help but to agree with them. They really were the worst twins ever.

THE END

(A/N: Ok, so, challenge met, I guess, and I feel really gross having written it. Like I said, I tried to keep it comedic so the ick factor wouldn't be as bad. Not sure if I succeeded in that, but whatever, I really didn't know what I was doing with this one. Moral of the story, don't bump uglies with strangers, I guess. And yeah, I know, it's a little shorter than my standard lemon fics and it's rather PWP, but I couldn't help it, writing an incest lemon was just too weird and awkward. Uch, why'd I do this one? Definitely not my cup of tea, and definitely not something I'll be doing again. But, hey, it's done and over with. Now I'm gong to pretend it never happened. If you made it to the end, then I guess let me know what you think.)