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Heartstrings
Chapter 1
By Heather Dawson
PROLOGUE
These are a series of letters exchanged between two twin
sisters, Kara and Kylie. These sisters share much more than
just emotional love; they are bonded in a way that few of
us ever feel in any relationship.
I want you to see and feel what these girls experienced
in their early lives, and what they are experiencing today.
I want you to see the development of their bisexual
incestuous relationship and how both their father's
alcoholism and the subsequent death of both of their
parents brought the sisters even closer.
I want you to understand this relationship as something
wonderful and magical, rather than nasty or depraved. I
truly believe that pleasure, whatever its form, is never
misguided when it brings persons closer. By the end of this
series you will feel you know these girls and their
friends. I hope you accept their relationship and, in some
way, can relate to them.
Finally, I hope, in all sincerity, that this series will
do more than just "turn on" a few hot-blooded souls; while
I do, of course, hope these letters inspire pleasures,
there are much deeper motives to this latest endeavor.
You will see, as this tale unfolds, these girls' lives,
loves and eroticisms come to life. And I know, I really
know, you will love every minute of it!
Heather Dawson
Dear Kara,
Hello, darling. I hope things are going as well for you
as they are for me. I feel sure that they are. My energy
has been high the past few days, and I just know that part
of it is coming from you, even so far away. I don't know if
it's a breakthrough in the dig or what, but I can sense
your emotions riding high. Oh, if only we could phone more
often! But we'll make do with letters.
I waited to write until I had something exciting to tell
you about, and I have an extraordinary experience to share
with you. You'll never believe this, but trust me, every
word is true! My hands are shaking while I type, the
memories are so strong.
Last week, I guess it was Wednesday, there was a group
of construction workers re-roofing the building behind me.
You can imagine the view from the windows, right up on
their level, here on the second floor. There were four of
them and they were all very cute--and two of them,
unbelievably sexy! They worked without shirts, and all of
them had super tans, burned a deep reddish-brown, almost
black in places. I eyed my own sun-kissed skin, and the
bronze I'd achieved seemed pale, although exotic with our
natural reddish tint beneath.
It wasn't long before my exhibitionistic urges took
over, and you can guess what I did, Kara. I decided to give
them a little surprise. Wouldn't you know that I got more
than I bargained for? And I loved every minute of it!
It was a beautiful sunny day, so I decided that I had a
perfect opportunity to do some sunbathing--and with the
guys next door, I decided to go nude. I turned on the radio
to catch their attention, volume as loud as it would go
without distortion, and when I walked out onto the balcony,
they had all turned in my direction. I saw them grin when I
put the bottle of oil on the picnic table, and I imagined
their smiles widening as I turned my back to them and
slowly slipped out of my shorts and panties. I then pivoted
to face their eager eyes and took off my shirt and bra. I
could almost feel their gazes heavy on my breasts, and I
became very hot. After the initial stun wore off, they
hooted and hollered for me to give them more.
I held up the bottle and shook it lightly from side to
side. My new friends were anticipating my next move and had
to rearrange their hardening cocks in their pants. The
sexiest one of the four spoke up and told me that I was a
"doll," and the others echoed him loudly. Kara, I was going
crazy, it had been a long time since I'd done anything like
this, taking my sexuality to its most extreme limits. It
was better than being on stage, it was different from the
photo set; the feelings seemed more spontaneous and
intense.
I smiled seductively as I told them that I had a lot
more to show them. I popped the cap on the oil and squeezed
a generous amount onto my breasts. The guys had come down
to the gutters to get a closer look. I moved against the
rail of the balcony and began to rub the oil all over my
breasts--it felt sooooo good. My nipples were standing
straight out in total ecstasy.
I could feel the flush between my legs growing hotter
and hotter as I continued massaging the oil into my skin. I
slid my hands over my nipples, rousing my passion even
more. The roofers chanted appreciation, encouraging me to
show them more. And I did, Kara, pulling and tugging at my
nipples to produce even more erection. As my eyes closed in
delirium, I could feel their stares intensifying.
I threw one leg over the edge of the rail and poured
more oil over my thighs and onto my pussy. They went
absolutely wild! You should have seen them. They were
getting one hell of a show, and I was thoroughly loving
every second!
One of them yelled that he wanted to help me rub in the
oil. I took a big chance (you know me!) and invited him
over to the balcony to do just that. As good looking as he
was, I couldn't resist the chance to let him "come over and
play." He hesitated for a moment, then hustled over the
ridge of the roof with one of his partners. I was confused
for a minute until they reappeared, carrying a ladder. I
sat slowly stroking myself as they extended the ladder
across the twelve-foot span to rest on my balcony. The guy
nimbly walked along the ladder and dropped next to me. We
looked at each other anxiously, and before I knew it, he
was kneading my breasts and running his hands all over my
torso. I couldn't believe that I had invited him over in
the first place, and then the thought of letting a total
stranger touch me that way--God, Kara, I was
uncontrollable, writhing with pleasure. I was astonished at
my lack of inhibition. Even us exhibitionists get freaked
out sometimes. We usually fantasize, but rarely do we (or
at least I) get involved as deep as this!
I just couldn't believe what I was doing. I get up on
stage every day and tantalize men with my body, letting
them look at me, dream about me, sometimes even touch me,
but I have never gone so far as to let a guy I don't know
get this close to me. And think of it, there were no
bouncers to save me this time. I wasn't about to stop,
though, my body overpowering my mind's reservations. But
all this was so new, so dangerous--I was feeling very
naughty, and I liked that a lot!
He pulled me up against him with my back to his chest
and showed his friends his newfound treasures. I began to
rub my ass up against his crotch, and the bulge that I
felt...Ohhhh, I didn't even know his name, but I wanted him
to eat me alive!
He took the bottle in his hand and told me to stand
closer to the guys so they could see me better. I did as he
asked, putting my hands on the rail and bending my back to
force my slick breasts out over the chasm. I felt the sun-
warmed oil rush onto my skin as he squeezed it all over me,
leaving me dripping from head to toe. I was on fire when
the other three guys trotted across to the balcony to join
in on the fun, and I got hotter and hotter with each new
hand on my body.
I was going crazy. They were all standing around me,
kinda in a circle with me as the main attraction. They put
their hands all over me, rubbing the oil into every
crevice, over my neck, shoulders, back, tits, ass and
pussy. As I felt their fingers and palms massage the oil
into my skin, I closed my eyes and fantasized that I had
been with them on the roof, watching a woman rub oil into
her tits--as if you were home, Kara, playing a wicked game
with me.
They began egging each other on, and I caught their
names: Sean, Rob, Tony, and Tom, the one who'd started it
all. One of them was pulling my nipples, one was finger-
fucking me, and another had a finger in my ass. Can you
imagine the sensations, four sets of hands roaming all over
you?! Tom's hands left me and he quickly undressed while
the others played. Then, before I knew it, he'd come up
behind me and I was being leaned over the edge of the
balcony with Tom's fingers coiled in my auburn hair,
feeling a huge cock pushing up inside my pussy. Since I was
already well "lubed," his cock slid in easily, despite his
size. I went wild, and soon the other three guys were naked
with us. I laughed hoarsely at the stark swath of white
skin where their jean-shorts hid the sun.
Tom pulled my legs further apart so he "could see my
pussy get fucked." Once my legs were spread, Tom could push
up harder and faster into my very hot, very wet cunt. Rob
and Tony were kissing me, pulling and kneading my breasts
and nipples, adoring my flesh, while Sean just jacked off
and watched me get fucked. Tom was pumping me with such
speed and force that each time he drove into me I gasped
for air. He was so far into me at times that I thought I'd
couldn't take any more!
Soon Tom came to the end of his job, and much to my
delight, sprayed me full of his cum. I climaxed like a wild
bitch in heat, and our mingled juices began to dribble down
the inside of my thigh. I wanted, needed, more. Sean, Rob,
and Tony jumped in quickly to take their turns at fucking
me. And they did it so good, Kara! God, I wish you could
have been there.
Sean was first, wanting me on all fours so he too could
see his dick giving it to my cunt. Then Rob told me to suck
Tony's dick while he stretched and reamed my ass. It was so
unbelievable, cum running out every orifice while we shared
our pleasures. I came six or seven times, and the boys--
ohhh, you can believe they kept the river running!
They laid me down on the picnic table and leaned back to
watch me masturbate. I tingled as they watched me finger-
fuck myself and lick the juices off my fingers. It wasn't
long before they surrounded me, jacking off over me, and
then adding their love juices to the slick fluids running
freely from my head to my toes, the guys coating me with
their cream. An orgasm rippled through me like an
earthquake. I was unstoppable!
We were speckled and streaked with dabs of cum, the
white accentuating the shades of our skin. Before we even
had a chance to clean up, Tom's beeper went off. He went in
to call his boss, and we heard him explain that they had
run into a few "obstacles" in the job. Boy, was he right
about that! Anyway, their boss ended our afternoon by
calling them back to the office.
I was exhausted and couldn't have possibly fucked or
sucked another living thing. I was ready to get in the
shower and then collapse into a nap, but even so I was
sorry to see them go. Kara, it was the hottest sex I have
ever had. I'm going to make it a point to see them again
very soon . . . which won't be very long, since they're
coming back to the job tomorrow!
I have to run for now, but you can be sure that I'll
fill you in on all the dirty little details from Atlanta. I
can't wait to hear from you, Kara, and all your own sexy
nights in the shadows of the pyramids!
Love From A Roofer Groupie!
Kylie
P.S. Don't take any crap from those guys--I know you'll
show them all how right your theories are.
