Twice Two

‘How do you even imagine that?’ Plane kept wondering. Nymphia turned on her back and dreamily shut her eyes. ‘Well, we could look at each other from the outside.’ ‘Yeah, and also at some naked guy.’ ‘Why does it repel you so much?’ Nymphia asked, watching Plane closely. ‘Aren’t you even curious?’ Plane sighed. ‘I can’t imagine, let alone watch, someone else taking you from behind.’ ‘We won’t let him get that far,’ Nymphia said coquettishly and ran her finger across Plane’s lips. Plane looked at her in surprise. ‘And what’s he gonna do then?’ ‘Please us in other ways,’ Nymphia drawled mysteriously, climbed onto Plane and kissed her. Tearing herself away from her beloved lips with effort, Plane took Nymphia by the chin and tried to look as seriously into her eyes as possible. ‘Then we need to set some rules. What’s allowed and what’s not.’ ‘That’ll kill the whole mood! What, are we gonna tumble with a checklist?’ Nymphia protested. She straightened up, crossed her arms on her chest and demonstratively turned away. Plane chuckled softly and stroked Nymphia’s firm thighs. ‘Baby, don’t sulk, please. I just want us both to enjoy this adventure. And to do that, it’s best to avoid something unpleasant for either of us.’ Nymphia sighed loudly and looked at Plane. She tried to fake anger, but cheerful sparks were dancing in her eyes. Plane smiled, and Nymphia grabbed her wrists, pinned them above her head and pressed her against the pillow. Hovering over Plane with authority, Nymphia grinned slyly, ‘Alright. One major ban from each of us. We already heard yours, right?’ Plane nodded approvingly. ‘And what doesn’t Miss Banana want?’ Nymphia frowned, pretending to be deep in thought. ‘I don’t want you to limit yourself and your desires.’ Plane wanted to object, but Nymphia shook her head and pressed harder on her arms. ‘Your ban stays. But everything else goes its own way.’ Plane still didn’t look convinced. Then Nymphia whispered tenderly, ‘Planey, no one will ever be able to replace or surpass you. You mean everything to me. That’s why I want you to relax and allow yourself new feelings. Can you do that for me?’ Instead of answering, Plane reached for Nymphia’s face, but she had already hungrily pressed her lips to the ones stretched out toward her.  

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But bringing their fantasies to life and finding a suitable candidate turned out to be not that easy. Tourists were out of the question right away — this spicy episode had to stay in Taiwan, as the girls had agreed. And among the locals, few caught their attention — Plane seriously doubted they’d find someone who’d satisfy both of them. The solution came unexpectedly in the form of a tanned boy who was energetically explaining to Nymphia all the details of riding a scooter. Plane watched their foreign chattering melancholically and didn’t foresee anything interesting, until Nymphia started saddling her machine. Gracefully swinging her leg in a yellow sandal, she sat down on the seat and looked at the boy expectantly, waiting for further instructions. With amazing agility, he hugged her slightly, covering Nymphia’s right hand with his, and as if by accident slid his other hand across her back. Plane tensed up and was about to shout something rude, when she suddenly saw Nymphia’s satisfied smile, as she slyly glanced at her over her shoulder. Plane froze in surprise, and Nymphia, winking cheerfully, went back to chatting with the enterprising boy. Plane sighed. Well, if Nymphia had given her approval, she had better take a closer look at the candidate too. When her turn came to tame the scooter, the instructor was more careful and less cheeky with her. Maybe he felt awkward because of his poor English, or maybe Plane’s haughty aloofness cooled his eagerness — nobody knew. Nymphia smiled as she watched him carefully hold the handlebars, point at the buttons and levers, struggling to pronounce English words, while Plane listened attentively to his stumbling phrases, gloomily studying his figure. Nymphia instantly realized he suited them perfectly. Sweet enough, otherwise Plane would’ve immediately drenched him with cold disdain, persistent enough, otherwise Nymphia would’ve painfully elbowed him in the ribs — their instructor seemed like a cute adventurer ready to join an exciting twist. But Plane wasn’t ready to share Nymphia’s excitement. They were just exchanging impressions on the beach, where they had safely arrived on their scooters. ‘He’s cute, just your type,’ Nymphia coaxed her, ‘not cocky, he’ll be an obedient boy.’ Plane curled her lips in a disdainful smirk. ‘Do you think I want to be a nanny? Babysitting an inexperienced kid?’ Nymphia laughed brightly and pinched Plane’s cheek. ‘You’re such a grump! How do you know he doesn’t have experience?’ ‘And why are you so sure of his skills?’ Plane suddenly frowned. Nymphia chuckled. ‘I’m subscribed to his OnlyFans. Come on, didn’t you see how he cuddled up to me? Not shy, not vulgar, just right.’ ‘I don’t know,’ Plane drawled, staring closely at Nymphia. ‘What if he clings to you and I can’t separate you two?’ Nymphia hugged Plane and said tenderly, ‘You’ll be the one to keep him in line. And I think he’ll want to impress you, so he’ll obey your every whim.’ Plane kissed Nymphia’s little nose and asked, ‘And what about your whims, sunshine?’ ‘They’re all in your power, Planey,’ Nymphia answered softly with a sweet smile. ‘And this boy will only whet our appetite. What do you think?’ Plane looked into those radiant eyes and became more and more convinced of her helplessness before the charms of enchanting Nymphia Wind. So she just smiled and nodded. Nymphia squealed with joy and clapped her hands. Then she quickly pecked Plane, jumped to her feet, pulled off her T-shirt and said, ‘Now let’s go swimming!’ And laughing, Nymphia rushed to the water, spreading her arms like airplane wings. Plane watched her and felt her heart overflow with joy at the realization of such incredible happiness.

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‘Our pretty boy isn’t in a hurry,’ Plane muttered. She sprawled on the couch and clicked through channels, trying to find something musical. Nymphia bustled in the bathroom — doing her makeup, moving around her countless jars and bottles. ‘He’ll run over soon enough,’ came her cheerful voice. ‘Your mom will be back sooner,’ Plane kept grumbling. Everything had been settled yesterday. After returning the scooters, the girls exchanged pleasantries with the cute instructor (more precisely, Nymphia showered him with charm while Plane stood nearby trying not to smile too maniacally). The boy was clearly surprised by Nymphia’s offer: he threw a questioning glance at Plane, thus expressing doubt about her good mood. Plane tried to give her face an inspired look and tilted her head slightly. The bewildered instructor looked back at Nymphia. She leaned in and whispered something coquettishly in his ear. The boy lit up. Nymphia waved him goodbye and, pleased with herself, walked back to Plane, swaying her hips. The issue with her mom solved itself — that same evening she said she was going to a little girls’ night and would return closer to midnight. Nymphia didn’t hide her joy, and they started discussing something happily while Plane went to the kitchen for lemonade. Plane had barely opened the bottle when Nymphia hugged her from behind and, standing on tiptoes, kissed her neck. ‘See how everything worked out by itself,’ she said and rested her chin on Plane’s shoulder. Plane turned around and wrapped one arm around Nymphia’s waist. ‘I still can’t stop being amazed at our luck, Miss Banana.’ Nymphia giggled and said cheerfully, ‘By the way, try to remember his name. So we’ll look like polite and hospitable hosts.’ Plane smirked and took a sip from the bottle. ‘Can’t promise anything.’ ‘His name’s Ichen,’ Nymphia said as if she hadn’t heard the last remark. ‘I-C-H-E-N,’ she repeated, spelling it out, snatched the lemonade from Plane’s hand and strutted back into the living room.

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‘Planey, stop whining! Better help me pick some earrings,’ came the voice from the present. Plane turned off the TV and reluctantly dragged herself into the bathroom, where excited Nymphia was spinning in front of the mirror. Plane leaned against the doorframe and admired the beautiful girl. Nymphia handed her half a dozen trinkets. ‘Couldn’t you at least cut it down to three?’ Plane laughed, examining the treasures in her palm. Nymphia clicked her tongue impatiently and stomped her foot. ‘Choose faster, I can’t think straight anymore.’ ‘Why are you so nervous?’ Plane asked in surprise, carefully putting on the chosen pair. Nymphia rolled her eyes and said tearfully, ‘Because I want everything to go perfectly!’ Plane poured the rejected handful of earrings onto the shelf and pulled Nymphia into her arms. ‘Baby, you look stunning. Your little case is packed to the brim. The room’s so spotless it’s scary. If all that doesn’t meet your high standards, then I don’t know what will.’ Nymphia bit her lip and stared intently at Plane. ‘This picture’s missing you. How do you feel? Changed your mind?’ Plane kissed Nymphia’s forehead tenderly and whispered, ‘Your preparations stirred my curiosity. Now I’ll even be sorry if it all falls through and I don’t get to snatch your butt away from him.’ Nymphia’s face lit up with a smile, and she kissed Plane gratefully. Suddenly the doorbell rang. Nymphia jumped and exclaimed, ‘That’s Ichen!’ ‘Who?’ Plane asked, puzzled. Nymphia growled in frustration, slapped Plane’s butt and rushed to the hallway. Plane chuckled quietly and followed her to meet their long-awaited guest.

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Ichen stood on the threshold and smiled shyly. He wanted to say something, but Nymphia quickly grabbed his hand and pulled him inside. ‘Want some lemonade?’ Nymphia blurted out without any introductions. ‘Homemade, tasty.’ Plane was surprised by such ease of manner, but the boy, on the contrary, stopped being shy and answered cheerfully in English, ‘Yes, please.’ Apparently, informality here was considered a sign of hospitality. Nymphia immediately dashed to the kitchen, leaving Plane alone with the boy. To break the silence somehow, Plane waved her hand toward the couch and said in a relaxed tone, ‘Make yourself comfortable.’ Only after hearing herself did Plane realize how dumb that sounded. As if she was already offering the guest to strip and get ready for debauchery. Angry at herself, Plane tried to think of a way to smooth over the awkwardness, but Ichen, without changing his expression, casually walked over to the indicated spot and sat down naturally. All Plane could do was be surprised and take a seat in the armchair opposite. Further awkwardness was prevented by Nymphia’s arrival with a tray holding a frosty pitcher and three glasses. Humming to herself, Nymphia, not noticing the tension, started pouring the lemonade. Handing a glass to Plane, she glanced at her quickly, and Plane, taking the drink, brushed her fingers lightly, letting her know she needed help. Nymphia smiled, sat next to Ichen and raised her glass. ‘To a pleasant acquaintance!’ she sang solemnly and leaned forward, inviting Plane with her eyes to join the toast. The glasses clinked, and all three took a sip of cold lemonade, wondering what would happen next. Plane wanted to prove to the boy that she wasn’t a lust-driven idiot, so she started her sentence, ‘So, Iche…,’ and stumbled. On the one hand, she suddenly realized she didn’t really remember the ending of his name, and on the other — the sight before her knocked all words and thoughts out of her head — Nymphia had decided not to delay the prelude, so as not to torture either Plane or Ichen, and, setting her glass on the table, wrapped her arm around the boy’s neck and kissed him. Ichen reacted instantly. Turning to Nymphia, he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close, not letting go of her lips. Plane’s breath caught. She couldn’t understand what feeling was stronger in her now — burning jealousy and the urge to smash the lemonade pitcher over the eager instructor’s head, or extreme arousal from the sight of Nymphia kissing so appetizingly. While Plane struggled with her emotions, Nymphia got to her feet and pulled Ichen up with her, casting a meaningful glance at Plane. In her eyes Plane saw the same playful sparks that always danced during their fun. That fiery look was addressed only to her, and it made Plane follow them upstairs. In the bedroom, Ichen quickly pulled off his T-shirt, while Nymphia started untying the string on his shorts. Suddenly she straightened up and shoved Ichen onto the bed, giving him the chance to take off his shorts himself. He got the hint and frantically set about fulfilling the mission. Nymphia, meanwhile, walked over to Plane. They undressed each other gently with familiar movements, as if they were alone again. Plane lifted Nymphia’s chin and kissed her passionately, trying to pour all her feelings into the gesture. Nymphia responded with no less passion. She pressed against Plane, running one hand through her curly hair and squeezing her butt with the other. A stranger’s moan made them pull apart and look at the bed. Ichen stared at them with wide-open eyes and was already pleasuring himself. Nymphia smiled and, taking Plane by the hand, walked over to the bed. Bending down and quickly pecking Ichen, she commanded, ‘Lie down, I want to play with you two.’ Ichen obediently crawled deeper and to the side, freeing up space for Plane. Nymphia looked at Plane and, noticing the doubt on her face, whispered, ‘Relax and enjoy yourself.’ Plane lay down next to Ichen and uncertainly reached for him. The boy turned out to be so responsive that he immediately leaned toward Plane and kissed her lightly. Surprisingly, it felt nice. Ichen really knew his limits — he didn’t try to storm Plane’s mouth, but very gently sucked her lips. Nymphia was very pleased with how quickly Plane and the boy got along. For a while she watched their hands wandering, stroking her cock. Once aroused enough, she climbed onto the bed with them and, pushing their legs apart with her knees, settled in between. Ichen and Plane didn’t even notice the change — they kept covering each other with kisses. Nymphia lowered her eyes and thought. Perhaps it was best to start with Plane, to fire her up. But she couldn’t leave the boy bored either. Smiling at her thoughts, Nymphia bent down and grabbed both cocks. Feeling that touch, Plane instantly turned her attention back to her girl and looked at her. But Nymphia had already leaned closer to Plane’s cock and sweetly licked the tip. Plane moaned and dropped her head onto the pillow. Ichen also watched Nymphia until she began stroking him actively while still sucking Plane. Then the boy couldn’t resist such an exciting sight, flopped onto his back and breathed heavily. Meanwhile, Nymphia reluctantly tore herself away from Plane, kissed her hard shaft tenderly and turned to Ichen. His cock wasn’t as impressive in size, but no less tasty. Nymphia savored the pleasant sweetness, sucking him while still caressing Plane. Emotions overwhelmed Ichen, and he pressed his hot lips to Plane’s neck. Plane too, with her eyes closed, bit her lips in blissful ecstasy from Nymphia’s caresses. But there was still much fun ahead, so Nymphia suddenly straightened up and looked at the fruits of her labor. Her face lit up with a smug smile when two burning gazes rushed at her. Nymphia slowly ran her fists up both shafts, squeezing the tips a little tighter. Hearing moans, she triumphantly brought her wet hands to her face and licked first her right palm, then the left. Plane immediately sat up and crushed Nymphia in her arms, sucking on her smiling lips. Then she whispered hotly into her ear, ‘I want you to take him from behind.’ Nymphia beamed and started kissing Plane’s shoulders and chest, at the same time laying her back down. Then she got up from the bed and walked to the nightstand for her little bag. Ichen watched her with admiration, and when Nymphia pulled out the lube and looked at him predatorily, he understood everything and rolled onto his stomach. While Nymphia worked on his hole under his growing moans, Plane hungrily watched her every move and stroked her cock. Suddenly an amusing idea came to her mind. She bent her knees and crawled closer to Ichen, obviously offering him to work with his mouth. Once again, the boy proved his quick wit and immediately pounced on Plane’s cock. Feeling Nymphia’s soft, flexible tongue was nicer, but at least Ichen would help save some strength for the next round. The boy sucked eagerly, so much so that even Nymphia paused for a moment to admire the process. Then she looked at Plane. Their eyes met, and Nymphia felt she had a unique chance to please her beloved in the most unexpected way. She proudly lifted her head and raised Ichen’s hips with a commanding move. Staring intently at Plane, Nymphia carefully tore open a condom with her teeth. Ichen froze with Plane’s cock in his mouth. Plane breathed unevenly — for the best view she propped herself up on her elbows and didn’t take her eyes off Nymphia, who looked adorable in her dominance. Waiting for the peak of tension, Nymphia thrust in sharply. Ichen moaned and gagged on Plane’s cock. Plane felt saliva pouring over her balls and couldn’t hold back an exclamation, ‘Oh yeah!’ Nymphia started moving with short, fast thrusts. She held Ichen’s ass tightly and, smiling triumphantly, watched Plane. For Nymphia, nothing was more enjoyable than seeing Plane’s mouth open in ecstasy and her burning eyes fixed only on her. Plane herself reveled in Nymphia’s confidence — each impulse ran through her body like electricity, making her moan even louder than Ichen. Nymphia knew they were all close to the finish, but she still wanted to try something else. So she slowed down and, after a couple of deep thrusts, pulled out. Ichen also released Plane’s tip from his mouth and raised his head. Plane saw drool and her precum running down his chin and smiled with satisfaction. Meanwhile, Nymphia pulled off the condom and threw a questioning glance at Plane. She understood that the final act was being entrusted to her. Gathering all her will, Plane got out of bed and walked over to Nymphia. ‘You were irresistible,’ Plane whispered and hugged Nymphia tightly. ‘Yes, I am,’ came the reply and a grateful kiss. ‘And you also inspired me to a prank,’ Plane smiled mysteriously. Intrigued, Nymphia fluttered her lashes and said trustingly, ‘Anything you want, Planey.’ Then Plane kissed Nymphia and pushed her gently toward the free wall. She turned to Ichen, who was still catching his breath after the wild ride. His cock was already dripping precum, as if ready to explode. Pleased by the sight, Plane licked her lips and said softly, ‘Darling, do you want to taste Leo?’ Plane pronounced her beloved’s name with special tenderness — she liked the feel of it on her tongue. Nymphia heard her name as if from the outside and was even a little startled. But from Plane’s lips it sounded so sweet and affectionate that she melted with pleasure. Ichen couldn’t catch all the nuances, but he understood the meaning correctly. He quickly jumped to his feet and came closer to the girls. Plane turned Nymphia to the wall and reached for the lube. Ichen slipped under Nymphia’s outstretched arms and knelt in front of her. Nymphia arched gracefully, offering her butt to Plane’s skillful fingers. At the same time, Ichen was already licking her cock, moving down to her balls and sucking them. Plane noticed that he was caressing Nymphia with much more eagerness. That discovery could have stung her, but Nymphia’s moans and the anticipation of the coming climax uplifted her and eclipsed everything else. Squeezing out another generous portion of lube, Plane ran her hand over her cock and realized she wouldn’t last long. She leaned down to Nymphia and kissed her back tenderly. Then she straightened up and, holding her girl’s hips, finally took her from behind. Despite the inevitable orgasm approaching, Plane avoided quick pounding. Each time she went in deeper, pausing at the end. Nymphia didn’t hold back her moans, which gradually turned into cries. Ichen had already finished — his patience ended the moment Nymphia’s hot precum touched his lips. Now he focused all his attention on the sounds and sensations, waiting for the moment to swallow Nymphia’s cum deep into his throat. He didn’t have to wait long: Plane’s thrusts became faster, her hands trembled on Nymphia’s hips, and pressing against her wet back, Plane felt blissful relief pouring out inside. At that very moment, Ichen swallowed the pulsing cock and felt salty cum flood his throat. Nymphia herself let out a long cry, went limp and slid slightly down the wall. Plane caught her by the waist and held her close, kissing her trembling shoulder. The three of them came to their senses already on the bed, where their shaky legs had barely carried them. Ichen nestled against Nymphia’s back, who was lying on Plane’s chest. The boy was the first to get his voice back — he kissed Nymphia’s neck lightly and asked something quietly. Nymphia managed to say the necessary instructions, and Ichen went to the bathroom. Left alone, Plane asked softly, ‘Baby, are you happy? Did everything go the way you wanted?’ Nymphia lifted her head and smiled tiredly. ‘More than that. Everything was perfect,’ she sang the last word and kissed Plane. ‘And what about you?’ Nymphia asked with a note of worry in her voice, looking closely at Plane. Plane replied in a very serious tone, ‘I think my reaction is clear without words.’ Nymphia hit Plane’s chest lightly with her fist. ‘Don’t tease me! I thought you enjoyed it, but I want to hear confirmation.’ Plane suddenly flipped over and, leaning on her forearms, loomed over Nymphia. ‘Nymphia Wind, you gave me such pleasure I couldn’t even dream of. You keep surprising and delighting me. That’s why I love you so much.’ Nymphia beamed, and tears of happiness welled up in her eyes. Plane kissed her forehead and whispered, ‘Let’s try to pull ourselves together and not get too emotional in front of our guest.’ Nymphia gasped and exclaimed, ‘Damn, I didn’t give him a towel!’ She scrambled off the bed, jumped to her feet and rushed to fix her mistake, while Plane laughed cheerfully.