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The Farron’s Lovely Morning
It was a nice, summer morning on the beaches of New Bodhum. The sun glistened over the azure seas, as seagulls flocked together in the morning sky. On the shore, there stood a lone beach house, separated just slightly away from its neighbors, so its occupants could maintain some privacy. It was a small, one-story building, containing all the necessary utilities, plus some room for decoration and vanity. In the main bedroom, the curtains by the window were parted ever so slightly, allowing the radiant sunlight to glide over the bed’s inhabitants. One of them, the one closest to the window, stirred awake. Getting up, the woman stretched her arms upwards. Her long, shoulder length pink hair cascaded down her back, as the blankets gave way to reveal humongous, luscious breasts that did not sag one bit. After stretching, she moved towards the window, revealing her massive, soft yet firm behind. This woman was Claire Farron, known to the world as Lightning, and to her loved ones, Light.
Getting up, she walked towards the window, her cheeks clapping mightily as she strode, and with a quick motion of her hands, swung open the curtains, revealing the beautiful scenery to her. Taking in her surroundings, Light felt the ever-pleasant touch of a bountiful chest laying against her back, as two arms snaked around her waist, one reaching upwards towards her chest, the other snaking down towards her nethers. Sighing with content, the pinkette proceeded to press her chest against the window and lean her butt back towards the person groping her. With a seductive smirk and a raised brow, Light turned towards the person and asked, “I thought you were still asleep?”
“I was, until you woke me up. Did you want to give a show to the beach? If so, why didn’t you invite me, Claire?”
“I wasn’t planning on doing so just yet. I just wanted to enjoy the sunrise, Serah.”
With a grin and a slap to the ass, Serah gave her sister a kiss on the lips before turning away. Lightning watched her sister walk away, enjoying the show she gave her. Serah was, physically anyways, Lightning’s clone. Similarly sized hips, ass, chest, everything. The only difference was that Serah was oh so shorter than Light. Not by much, but enough to be noticeable. Oh, it was a gift to see her naked sister walk away. Before she left though, Serah turned seductively towards her older sister, beckoning her forward with her hand reached out. Pointing towards herself, Serah asked, “Are you not coming to shower? I’ll be lonely in there.” As soon as she said that she sauntered into the restroom, leaving Lightning staring for a while until the shower had started.
Unable to resist, Lightning nearly sprinted towards the shower, following her sister into the restroom, where Serah stood in the massive, opened door shower, slathered in soap in water, her skin glistening oh so alluringly. Lightning grinned devilishly as she entered the shower, pinned her soapy sister to the wall, and proceeded to ravish her, their libidos ever unsatiated. This was always how their mornings together ended up. Claire and Serah could never keep their hands off each other for not even an hour. Not that they cared of course. Sisters should love each other after all. Helps they were made to have sex after all. Why else would their bodies be so luscious and huge?
The marks on their wombs hummed with erotic energy, as the Farrons continued making out ever more ferociously. Serah's voluptuous body rubbed against the wall, as Claire fingered her sister's pussy with utmost haste. Faster and faster, they continued. No motion ever slowing until, with violent ecstasy, Serah threw her head back and screamed, her climax roaring through her body. After coming down from her high, Serah looked at her sisters adoring face, her hair flowing down and framing her features with a sultry haze. Serah leaned forward to kiss her sister once more, as Claire carried her sister out of the shower. After drying themselves off, a process that took a while given their constant groping and twerking and headed into the kitchen.
As Serah went to prepare breakfast, Claire went over to the closet that was installed in their kitchen for some reason and pulled out their favorite outfits. Two "bikinis" that were little more than straps of cloth connected by metal chains. It didn't even cover anything, just the way they liked it. After eating a cum covered breakfast, the cum coming from a cooler they had to save it, they put on their outfits and heels and prepared to head out. They had a long day ahead of them, and there were plenty of studs and bimbos to fuck. So, with hands on each other's asses, the sisters headed out, ready to fulfill their objectives.