Isn’t it every guy’s fantasy to bag two sisters? Better yet, at the same time? And even better yet, if they are twins – and at the same time? Come on, fellas. Right? I can’t say I slept with twins, though I have claimed that indeed I had, like every half-wit braggart. And I didn’t sleep with two sisters at the same time. But it was kind of great to roll Wendy, who was a junior, and Jill, her sister, who was a freshman in the same night.

It was Jill first. She was dark, quiet, mysterious – a bundle of sexual clich’s that nonetheless were irresistible. She was also incredibly horny, as it turns out. It was as if she didn’t waste her time and energy with small talk and getting the favor of all the guys. She zeroed in on one guy. Tonight, it was me, lucky me. I mistook her reserve, as we danced on the floor of Beta, as shyness or boredom: Then we went to her room, and she just crushed me with her passion. She knew precisely what she wanted, and asked for it – no, she demanded it. Jill, sweet quite Jill, was wild. (more…)