Faye opted to take the other chair, and got herself situated, folding her legs underneath herself. I opened the conversation by asking Michaela and Michelle "It's obvious that you're identical twins; so how do I tell you apart?"
The one on my left answered "I'm Michaela; if you look close, you can see that my nose points a little bit to the right; Michelle's points the same amount to the left."
Both of them were considerate enough to look at me face-on, patient while I identified the distinction between them. It took several seconds, but I finally saw it; once I was sure I could tell them apart, I thanked each of them by name.
My next question was "What is it that made the three of you think to invite me in?"
They looked at each other briefly before Faye answered "When we were in the cab, and you said what you did about those guys we left at the club – and then said that it took you a while to figure things out. Like I said, I told them I thought you were being kind of cool, and we talked about it a little bit before we decided it could be… fun finding out if you really had figured things out."
I smiled and told them "I'm not claiming to be some kind of super-stud, or the worlds best lover. I'm just a bit more mature – obviously – and 'grown up'."
Michaela grinned and answered "No, we didn't figure you were. But we think you'd be a hell of a lot better than those guys."
That Michaela would say 'we' after Faye had told me that she and her sister 'weren't really into guys' caused me to ask her "Faye told me that you and your sister aren't much on being with guys; but you just said 'we think'. Now I'm a little confused: I had the idea that if anything happened, it would be between me and Faye. Either way is fine with me, but would you and your sister be involved with us? Or more specifically, me?"
It was Michelle that answered the question by telling me "Yeah, there's a chance that one or both of us would be… involved with you. Neither one of us is a virgin, and both of us have been with guys more than just once or twice. It's just that none of the guys ever seemed to care about making us feel good, too; all they ever wanted to do was just get themselves off, mostly. We think that we're just better off with other girls, since they're usually more considerate and patient. That's even MORE true when we're with each other."
I'm not sure if she was just trying to shock me, or if they were finding out if I was going to freak out and take off. I could see the surprise on both twins' faces when I answered "Sure, I can understand that. I mean, who else would know, if not your twin sister?"
Apparently satisfied that I was accepting of the closeness of their relationship, Michaela told me "We're not saying that anything would happen with us – only that it might."
I simply told her "Whether you do or don't, either way is fine with me. Just so I don't do anything wrong, though, what are the, uh, limits?"
She and her sister had one of those silent communication things that twins are good for before answering "As long as you don't actually try to fuck us, and don't hurt us, touching and kissing and everything is fine. If one of us wants you inside, we'll be the one to do it."
I nodded my acceptance before telling them "I don't do that kind of crap, anyway, so that's not a problem at all."
That seemed to be all the twins needed to hear before turning to each other for a kiss.
Unsurprisingly, it was gentle and loving – at first. But as they continued, it became obvious that their passions and desires were becoming inflamed. Michaela was the first to raise a hand to her sisters breast, but Michelle readily responded in kind.
I sat there, captivated, as I watched the two of them gradually expand their touches to include more and more of each others bodies. I was feeling no small measure of arousal at the sight they presented me when I heard Faye whisper to me "It always turns me on so much, watching them like this. I mean, you can see how much they love each other, even for sisters."
Michelle and Michaela's arousal was steadily increasing – but slowly. It was several minutes before Michelle's hands finally went between her sisters breasts and unhooked the fastener holding it closed. With easy access to Michaela's mammary, Michelle slid her hand under the cup of the bra and began a slow and obviously gentle caressing of the breast beneath. It wasn't but a minute or so later that Michaela did the same for and to Michelle.
So focused was I on the twins that I didn't notice Faye get up and move to stand next to me; the touch of her hand on my shoulder startled me slightly. Faye didn't seem to notice, however, since her eyes were locked on the tableau on the bed; it was only when I put my hand on hers that she turned to look down at me and softly tell me "If… if you want to take your clothes off, I'd like to… to sit on your lap so we could, um, make each other feel good."
It took me all of a zillionth of a second to decide that that sounded like a fine idea. It wasn't but a couple of minutes later that I was standing naked, my semi-erect cock standing out from my body.
After gently nudging me to sit down again, Faye slid her panties down her legs and stepped out of them – revealing that she didn't bother with trimming her bush to fit the tiny scrap of cloth that made up her panties: she simply shaved the entire area, leaving her as hairless and smooth as when she'd been born. At the top of her slit, I could see the outside of the hood that covered her clitoris; farther down, the edges of her labia were barely visible. With her so close, I could see that my hands wouldn't quite cover each of her breasts. It was also plain that her areolas had begun to pucker and her nipples erect; and I thought that I could detect the faint aroma of her arousal, as well.
Once Faye had settled herself onto my lap, I didn't immediately grab for her tits or crotch: from what they'd said, I knew that one of the things that these girls didn't like was guys that just started grabbing at them. So I began by simply putting my hands on her waist, and slowly caressing her sides; over the course of the next few minutes, I gradually expanded the range of my touch to include her thighs, lower belly, and eventually, her breasts. It had been my experience up to that point that girls as small as Faye tended to be a bit more muscular and less soft than their larger compatriots – but that proved not to be not entirely the case with Faye. Yes, she was a trifle on the wiry side, and I could definitely feel the strength in her body; but she was also delightfully soft and smooth on the outside. All in all, she made a tidy little bundle on my lap; and I didn't have any trouble reaching all of the 'interesting' bits on her once things had progressed to that point.
By the time I felt it was okay to start enjoying the access Faye was granting me to her body, Michelle and Michaela had managed to rid themselves (or each other, I wasn't entirely sure – I'd been a little distracted) of their bras. Even as my hands were caressing Faye's smaller bust, I was looking at the two sets of exceptionally fine breasts that the twins sported. Little that I know of women's sizes, I was still able to figure that each of the twins probably wore a C-cup bra and was content to overfill it, as previously noted. Their breasts were full, rounded, and appeared to sag only enough to make it clear that they were natural. Both sets of nipples were the diameter of an ordinary pencil, and protruded from areolas that were perhaps a little larger than a quarter. Light chocolate-brown, I was eagerly looking forward to an opportunity to get my lips on them.
Until then, however, I was having fun with Faye: with her cute, firm ass planted on my lap, I was softly 'milking' her breasts and teasing her nipples while she kept her hands on my forearms. It took a little while before I had both of her nipples standing fully erect, but I willingly applied myself toward making it happen.