Witchblade Prologue - The Twins 9
The twins continue to sing each others' praises while enjoying each others' bodies.
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She could not talk anymore, because she had started moaning like a slut in heat. Hailey had finally reached that sweet spot between her sister's legs, indulging in their depraved ideas that they could not say as Hailey's tongue threshed at her sister's pussy.
Her muscle easily navigated up inside of her sister's core, delving deep into the walls to locate the sensitive G-spot that is necessary to achieve the perfect orgasm; though this time, each and every flick of Hailey's all-too-long tongue was done with a higher purpose—to stimulate her twin in anticipation for the main event.
Truth is, for the twins, it's been so many times they had done it for each other, that hunting for each other's G-spots were already second nature for them. Both of them would know exactly where to go, not just because they had practiced on one another, but because their bodies were developed exactly the same in that regard. To be specific, their G-spots were located further back on the anterior wall than most other girls, just outside the reach of all, but the biggest cocks and the most skilled tongues.
Since their G-spots sat in the very same, exact place for both of them, and they both had tongues so long and flexible, one would wonder if the twins were actually clones of one another—yet another mystery for the psychotic, incestuous pair.
As soon as Hailey's lizard-like tongue reached her sister's prized erogenous zone inside her wet and tight vagina, she had the titanium piercing on her tongue pressed hard against her sister's most sensitive area before the stimulation began. The key to make their significant other attain a mindblowing orgasm is to simply rub the round metal balls up and down along that pleasurable center; it's the very reason that both of them had their tongues pierced; wearing the same sparkling heart-shaped design, with their initials 'H&H' engraved onto the tiny metal pieces as a pledge of love for each other.
And sure enough, it didn't take very long before that panting for more turned into screams of delight where Harley came hard; almost spilling all over if Hailey didn't seal her mouth tight enough onto her sister's cooch, thereby swallowing every single drop of her love juices.
“Ha… ha… wh… what do we even need those humans for…" Harley said, “they can't out think us… they can't outcompete us… and no one… no one can make me cum quite like you… heehee…"
Hailey's mouth moved back up along her body, enjoying the taste of the post-orgasmic glow on her twin's wondrous form. She slid back up avoiding the rhinestones of body paint. Some have fallen to the side, of course, but the fact the ones on their heads remain intact only make the two look even more regal than they thought they did.
Soon, Hailey wrapped her lips around Harley's drool-stained chin, sucking up the liquid and gulping it down before finally breaking away from her twin.
“Oh my dear naive sister, we are already beyond perfection. Benchmarking ourselves with primitives is an insult to what we've become." Her smile spread over her face in a cruel and evil sneer.
She held her right wrist up to her sister, where she had a strangely-shaped scar that looked like a demonic tribal art with tendrils flowing about, forming a sinister-looking, flaming symbol . It swirled in circles, as if painted with perfection that no human hand could replicate. “With this, we can literally play God and lord over humans like fucking cattle they are…!"
Harley lifted her arm too, lining it up with her sister's. Her marking is much more angular, jutting out in various directions like bolts of lightning that sprawled out from each other in a series of multiple jagged lines, yet each made with purpose, inscrutable for any human mind.
Harley smiled as she glanced over the marks. “The Witchblade eh? Said to be the most powerful weapon since ancient times that even surpasses everything we have up to now. And we now possess them."
Hailey chuckled, leaning her chin on her sister's shoulder. “Good thing we're both women. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to use the Witchblade at all. But even then, there was no guarantee that it wouldn't slaughter us like the rest who came to the Institute with us."
“Duh! That's never, ever gonna happen." Harley said cheekily, wrapping her free arm around her sister. “That's why they're literally reduced to chunks of meat, and we aren't. Heh."
“Can't argue with that." Hailey licked her lips. “Knowing that we now possess this insane power inside of our fucking wholesome bodies, buried deep inside our baby making machinery that wouldn't hesitate to suck up every single drop of cum we extracted."
Harley was so enticed by her sister's talk on power and sex that she couldn't help touching herself. She trailed her hand over her well-toned body, stroking up and down just below the navel – seeming to confirm that that is where their mysterious power resided. Her hand later traveled further downward, sliding her fingers over the centerline of her yearning, wet pussy.
“Oh yeah, I remember it was exactly one year ago. Right on New Year's Eve, A.K.A. our birthday, where we got the first taste of its incredible power… mmm… " she sighed as she relaxingly laid back on the sand, continuing to masturbate herself.
“It was the best fucking birthday present, ever." Hailey said, joining her sister to lie down on the sand. “Gosh, it was so fucking hot."
“Like hotter than the surface of the sun," Harley cooed. “We literally had steam coming out of our backs. Heh."
“But nothing's hotter than you, babe," Hailey whispered, leaning in, her voice husky in her twin's ear. “You and that masochistic streak of yours. Oh, I know you can't wait to awaken your powers just so you can get stabbed all over your body, you crazy maniac!? "
“Tch, haven't you heard of this saying that pain makes us stronger? Well, I choose to embrace the holy, mutha-farking, P-A-I-N." Harley said, turning to her side, resting her cheek upon her palm, her hand upon her side.