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”Would you like a cold drink Cathy?” he asked, using my name for the first time. "Yes please, I would.” It was when he returned that I saw the bulge in his trousers, I didn’t know but I could swear there was more than one. Trying not to stare I told him his place was nice. "Thank you, it was left to me by an uncle.” The drink he gave me had a distinct alcoholic taste to it, one that I couldn’t identify but it was nice however. As the night wore on his drinks started to tell on me, and I had to refuse a 5th drink, I always knew when I’d had enough. He was sitting next to me now, I caught him looking down my top but having my inhibitions washed away by the alcohol I didn’t mind, in fact I found it very flattering.

Looking down I could again see that bulge I had witnessed earlier, this time I saw movement from two different places in the crotch area…it must be the drink I thought. ”May I kiss you?” he suddenly asked. At first I was taken aback by this request, because apart from his inspection of my body earlier, he had shown no sign of interest in me in that way. ”Yes, you may,” I replied, surprising myself. He stooped over and kissed my lips tenderly, surprising me further by gently placing a hand on the side of my face in order to guide his mouth to mine. It was the kind of kiss a man with feelings would give, brushing my lips lightly with his own and then opening his mouth ever so slightly to react with mine. To my delight I found that I enjoyed his kiss, wanting some more. I placed my arm over and around his neck and then attempted to draw him nearer he gladly came forward and embraced me in those strong arms of his.

We kissed long and hard, his tongue entered my mouth, kissing now with passion our hands started to wander around each other’s body, both of us going for each other’s chests, I unbuttoned his vest while he unbuttoned my blouse. Running my hands over his slightly hairy chest I kissed him again, he, by now had my blouse off, and was trying to figure out what I was wearing underneath. ”It’s a bra…you look like you’ve never seen one.” ”I haven’t,” he replied, deadly serious. ”Well… what do the females wear under their blouses?” I asked. ”Nothing,” he shrugged. We continued kissing, I placed my hand on his lap and then slowly moved it up until I could feel the bulge in his pants, it moved almost on its own, or so I imagined. I found his trousers were held up with buttons, which I thought was cute, so I started to unbutton them one after another, until I was able to get my hand down his pants. Something moved towards my hand, I jerked it out feeling that this was not natural. He asked me what was wrong.

”Nothing,” I lied, “can you take your trousers off?” He stood up, and then undoing a button that I must have missed he lowered them to the floor, when he stood up, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. He had 2 enormous cocks, but more than that, they seemed to have a life of their own, as if they were snakes that had been attached to his body. Don’t get me wrong they didn’t have eyes and a mouth, if it wasn’t for the fact he had twins, I would have thought he was a normal human being, but these things were moving about as if trying to find something. ”What’s wrong?” he asked. I suddenly remembered my Father saying something about those symbols on the stone table having two genitalia it must have been literal. They must have found a way to our plain of existence, which meant that there was a way back.

He sat down next to me and I removed my bra revealing my breasts to his scrutiny. After cupping one with his shovel like hand he kissed me again. I took in a gasp of air and then placed my hand on his cocks, they both rubbed them selves against it, one pushing its way under my hand while the other was on top. Looking down I still felt a little nervous, but I decided it was the norm here, so what the hell this could be fun. I lowered my head and placed one in my mouth, it felt strange squirming around inside my mouth, but not unpleasant, and then the other one wanted a piece of the action, for it was seeking an entry point at the corner of my mouth.