Twins With Benefits

13

Alex

Since my father's passing, things have gotten more complicated. He didn't leave any clear instructions or labels on his affairs, and it turns out there are a lot of debts and liabilities that he should have taken care of but didn't. Roger, who is the second-in-command and has always been loyal, is helping me understand the full extent of the financial mess we're in. As he explains everything to me, I slowly start to piece together the puzzle of our company's financial troubles.

Balancing the responsibilities of my own business has become quite the task. The nature of my business involves engaging in illegal activities such as the buying and selling of weapons, and, well, killing people. As the season progresses, I have accumulated a number of rivals who pose a threat to my operations. Despite this, my true identity remains unknown to those outside my circle. I operate in secrecy, conducting my affairs underground, away from prying eyes. While my trusted men handle the day-to-day operations, I remain behind the scenes, issuing commands and ensuring that business continues to run smoothly.

Returning to my childhood home, the mansion, after many years brings back a mix of memories - some good and some not so good. My relationship with my father was rocky, and we used to argue a lot until things got so bad that I moved out when he told me to go. I focused on making money and getting rich to prove myself. Now, I have a lovely girlfriend called Tiffany, and I am planning to ask her to marry me soon.

My feelings towards my stepsister, Gigi, are complicated. While I see her as my sibling, there's a part of me that feels drawn to her in a way that goes beyond familial love. Gigi exudes a sense of perfection, and her captivating eyes hold a seductive allure that I find hard to resist. I often find myself getting lost in her gaze, feeling a pull towards her that I struggle to ignore.

When i was passing by her room on the very first day of my arrival, i heard the sounds coming from her room. Peeking through the door, I saw her touching herself. Her body was so smooth and white, her supple, round breasts and salmon colored n*****s were erect. Her legs spread open and my eyes fell directly onto her pretty pink p***y, dampened with moisture. Two of her fingers slipped inside her wet entrance, and her beautiful moans created something wild inside me.

I stood there, feeling my c**k getting hard, begging me to be freed and enter her tight p***y so I could f**k her until she begged me to stop. Pulling out her fingers, she sucked them, her moans escaped her lips. Not before she entered a thick dildo inside her wet p***y and a gasp released her mouth. My hand clutched onto my c**k when I gently caressed it above my pants. The sight in front of me was entirely beautiful.

Soon she reached her climax, calming herself down. When she stood up, her perfect curves and round ass came to my sight and I could no longer control myself. So i turned to return to my room. Just as when i opened the door, my girlfriend Tiffany was sitting on the couch, smiling at me. I locked the door and approached her, threw her on the bed, and started to devour her.

I entered her p***y, imagining Gigi moaning underneath me and that night I f****d my girlfriend thinking of my stepsister until I came inside her. Tiffany never suspected me, she was indeed delighted, she thought my c*m was for her because apparently I f****d her, not Gigi. I often thought of it while I jerked off, and sometimes I took my desire out on Tiffany.

As I head back home in my car, my mind is consumed with thoughts of my stepsister, the desire to be intimate with her is overwhelming. Suddenly, I encounter a roadblock ahead with a group of people standing in my path. Perplexed, I lower my window and ask, "What's going on here?" With no response, I step out of my car and start walking towards them, only to find myself surrounded by several men.

I am Alex Knight, unafraid and confident in my abilities. As a black belt in karate, I know I can handle all of them simultaneously. However, when one of the men casually places his hand on my arm, I start to doubt my own value. Who is this unexpected rival, I wonder? "Where do you think you're headed, Knight?" he questions.

Furrowing my brows, I question, "Why? Need a ride?" Their sudden laughter adds to my bewilderment. "We're here to offer you a lift, son," one of them states. In an instant, I feel a strong grip from behind, a cloth covering my face. The overpowering scent of cologne overwhelms me, causing dizziness as I swiftly lose consciousness.

As I slowly open my eyes, a sharp hiss of pain escapes my lips as I assess my unfamiliar surroundings. Frowning in confusion, I attempt to move, only to realize with a sinking feeling that I am bound. "What's going on?" I shout out into the dimly lit room, met with silence. "Is anyone there?" The creak of the door signals an entrance, and a figure steps inside.

Hindered by the darkness, I strain to make out the person's features until they draw closer.

Before me stands a woman with a short bob haircut, tattoos adorning both her arms, and a playful scowl etched across her face. "Who are you?" I demand, my voice reverberating in the room. A hard line appears on my forehead as I frown, trying to show my tough personality. She casually crosses her arms over her chest and responds, "Oh, honey, you'll have plenty of time to get familiar with me." Her voice sends chills down my spine, and I start to grasp the unsettling realization that they have no intention of letting me go easily.