Deejay and the Tag-Team Twins
Deejay and the Tag-Team Twins by Cookie K.
WARNING! This story contains some suggestive themes; including, but not limited to, sex, incest, twincest, lesbians, watersports, and crude humor. Wow, that's a shorter warning than usual, so I guess this isn't as bad as previous stories. Oh well, enjoy.
Deejay looked up at his ceiling, dreading the long work day ahead of him. As he sat up in bed, preparing for his daily routine, he thought, 'another crappy day for another crappy dollar...'
He yawned and stretched, rubbing the back of his neck. This would be a long day indeed. Every morning was the same thing; wake up, stretch, get breakfast, brush his teeth, get dressed, go to work. Every day.
When he got to work, he found his parking spot was taken by a car he'd never seen before. It was a magenta Lamborghini. He grumbled in frustration as he cruised around the parking lot looking for a different spot.
Once he finally managed to get inside, Deejay was rushed by his manager, a rather burly old bulldog.
"Mornin' Deejay, got a new job for you today." The dog's booming voice carried like a megaphone, but at the sound of "new job" Deejay's ears perked up. Was this the promotion he'd been waiting for?
Suddenly, two young jackals came through the door behind the old mutt. The two of them were talking amongst themselves, giggling as they saw the broody jackal who now stood in front of them.
"These are the La Rouge twins, and I want you to show them around."
Deejay sighed thinking to himself, 'at least they're hot...' as he nodded in acknowledgement, the fat old mongrel waddled back to his office, leaving the twins alone with the distraught jackal.
Almost as soon as the dog left the scene, one of the girls piped up, "I'm Brittany, and this is my sister, Destiny. What's your name?" As she said this, her cold brown eyes stared into Deejay's eyes. He felt she could stare into his soul.
He looked down at the floor, avoiding her gaze. "I'm Deejay," He mumbled.
The only difference to be seen between the twins was the color of their eyes. Brittany had dark brown eyes, while Destiny had stunning blue-green eyes. Deejay took particular notice to this fact while the three of them toured around the offices, the girls chatting and laughing the whole way.
When they got to his office, Deejay opened the door and let the twins in, fallowing close behind them. Destiny looked around for a moment, then smiled over at Brittany, who turned to Deejay.
"This'll do." She walked behind Deejay and closed the door, locking it with a reassuring click. Destiny took off her jacket and set it daintily on the chair beside her before moving it over and sitting comfortably in it, her legs crossed gently in front of her.
"This'll do for what?" Deejay stumbled over his words as he looked over at Destiny, who was now carefully removing her shoes and leggings.
"For a break silly, I want to get to know you." Brittany seemed to glide across the room as she went and stood next to her sister, having taken off her own jacket and placing it across the back of the chair her twin sat in.
Deejay sputtered for a moment before sitting in his own chair behind his desk. He tapped his thumbs together nervously as Destiny finished removing her leggings, rubbing her foot as though walking had caused some soreness.
"So uh..." He couldn't think what to say. He was in a room with two hot young women, and he just ended up getting tongue tied.
"You seem too nervous, maybe we should sooth your tension," Brittany murred, removing her corset. Her bare chest seemed to bounce playfully at Deejay, even teasingly. Brittany walked behind Deejay, gripping his shoulders lightly as she stood behind him. She rubbed gently as Destiny unbuttoned her blouse.
Deejay tried desperately to avoid staring as Brittany walked back over to where Destiny was now standing, having gotten up after removing her shirt. He looked up in time to see Destiny plant a kiss on Brittany's succulent lips, using her hands to massage her sibling's perky bosom.
Destiny walked over to Deejay and sat in front of him on his desk. Once situated, she proceeded to remove deejay's shirt for him, and met very little resistance, as Deejay was awestruck by the event unfolding before him. From behind Destiny, Brittany reached around groping hungrily at her twin's breasts.
Destiny started gently rubbing Deejay's chest and stomach with the tips of her fingers, raking her nails through his thick fur. He could feel his cock getting hard under his pants, glancing down to see if it was even worth trying to hide it.
Destiny fallowed his gaze and chuckled softly. "Looks like somebody's horny." Her voice was soft as she bent down, unzipping his pants and revealing his fully erect penis. She then unzipped the side of her skirt, allowing it to fall to the floor at Deejay's feet, and showing her hot, tight pussy.
Brittany had stopped groping Destiny at this point, and was now kneeling at Deejay's side. She removed his shoes and socks, then pulled lightly at his pants. At the tug, Deejay lifted himself off his chair, allowing the girl to pull his pants off his body. Destiny slid off the desk and onto Deejay's length, and began riding him.
As Brittany stood up, she took off her own skirt and faced Destiny, who turned her head and pulled her sister close. Forcing her finger into the jackal's ass, she used her other hand to spread Brittany's tight pussy before proceeding to eat out her sister's wet cunt.
Within a couple minutes of this, having made Deejay cum inside her, Destiny stopped licking Brittany's vagina, dismounted Deejay, and stood behind her sister, fingering her from behind. The two of them knelt in unison as Brittany took Deejay's cock into her mouth. As her sister sucked his length, Destiny looked up at Deejay.
"She likes it when guys pee in her mouth." Destiny said as Brittany licked the tip of Deejay's penis.
Almost immediately, Deejay pissed in the thirsty jackal's open maw. The golden liquid was eagerly lapped up.
Once finished, the duo got up, again, in unison, and scoured the room for their clothing. They got dressed, and Deejay looked at the time. The day was over, and it was time to go home. He got dressed quickly and hurried the twins outside. They said their humble goodbyes, as though nothing had happened. The two of them got in the Lamborghini and drove off into the evening traffic.
Deejay then went to his own car, and drove home. This had been the best day ever, and Deejay couldn't wait to go to work tomorrow.