Heartstrings Chapter 1 By Heather Dawson PROLOGUE These are a series of letters exchanged between two twin sisters, Kara and Kylie. These sisters share much more than just emotional love; they are bonded in a way that few of us ever feel in any relationship. I want you to see and feel what these girls experienced in their early lives, and what they are experiencing today. I want you to see the development of their bisexual incestuous relationship and how both their father's alcoholism and the subsequent death of both of their parents brought the sisters even closer. I want you to understand this relationship as something wonderful and magical, rather than nasty or depraved. I truly believe that pleasure, whatever its form, is never misguided when it brings persons closer. By the end of this series you will feel you know these girls and their friends. I hope you accept their relationship and, in some way, can relate to them. Finally, I hope, in all sincerity, that this series will do more than just "turn on" a few hot-blooded souls; while I do, of course, hope these letters inspire pleasures, there are much deeper motives to this latest endeavor. You will see, as this tale unfolds, these girls' lives, loves and eroticisms come to life. And I know, I really know, you will love every minute of it! Heather Dawson Dear Kara, Hello, darling. I hope things are going as well for you as they are for me. I feel sure that they are. My energy has been high the past few days, and I just know that part of it is coming from you, even so far away. I don't know if it's a breakthrough in the dig or what, but I can sense your emotions riding high. Oh, if only we could phone more often! But we'll make do with letters. I waited to write until I had something exciting to tell you about, and I have an extraordinary experience to share with you. You'll never believe this, but trust me, every word is true! My hands are shaking while I type, the memories are so strong. Last week, I guess it was Wednesday, there was a group of construction workers re-roofing the building behind me. You can imagine the view from the windows, right up on their level, here on the second floor. There were four of them and they were all very cute--and two of them, unbelievably sexy! They worked without shirts, and all of them had super tans, burned a deep reddish-brown, almost black in places. I eyed my own sun-kissed skin, and the bronze I'd achieved seemed pale, although exotic with our natural reddish tint beneath. It wasn't long before my exhibitionistic urges took over, and you can guess what I did, Kara. I decided to give them a little surprise. Wouldn't you know that I got more than I bargained for? And I loved every minute of it! It was a beautiful sunny day, so I decided that I had a perfect opportunity to do some sunbathing--and with the guys next door, I decided to go nude. I turned on the radio to catch their attention, volume as loud as it would go without distortion, and when I walked out onto the balcony, they had all turned in my direction. I saw them grin when I put the bottle of oil on the picnic table, and I imagined their smiles widening as I turned my back to them and slowly slipped out of my shorts and panties. I then pivoted to face their eager eyes and took off my shirt and bra. I could almost feel their gazes heavy on my breasts, and I became very hot. After the initial stun wore off, they hooted and hollered for me to give them more. I held up the bottle and shook it lightly from side to side. My new friends were anticipating my next move and had to rearrange their hardening cocks in their pants. The sexiest one of the four spoke up and told me that I was a "doll," and the others echoed him loudly. Kara, I was going crazy, it had been a long time since I'd done anything like this, taking my sexuality to its most extreme limits. It was better than being on stage, it was different from the photo set; the feelings seemed more spontaneous and intense. I smiled seductively as I told them that I had a lot more to show them. I popped the cap on the oil and squeezed a generous amount onto my breasts. The guys had come down to the gutters to get a closer look. I moved against the rail of the balcony and began to rub the oil all over my breasts--it felt sooooo good. My nipples were standing straight out in total ecstasy. I could feel the flush between my legs growing hotter and hotter as I continued massaging the oil into my skin. I slid my hands over my nipples, rousing my passion even more. The roofers chanted appreciation, encouraging me to show them more. And I did, Kara, pulling and tugging at my nipples to produce even more erection. As my eyes closed in delirium, I could feel their stares intensifying. I threw one leg over the edge of the rail and poured more oil over my thighs and onto my pussy. They went absolutely wild! You should have seen them. They were getting one hell of a show, and I was thoroughly loving every second! One of them yelled that he wanted to help me rub in the oil. I took a big chance (you know me!) and invited him over to the balcony to do just that. As good looking as he was, I couldn't resist the chance to let him "come over and play." He hesitated for a moment, then hustled over the ridge of the roof with one of his partners. I was confused for a minute until they reappeared, carrying a ladder. I sat slowly stroking myself as they extended the ladder across the twelve-foot span to rest on my balcony. The guy nimbly walked along the ladder and dropped next to me. We looked at each other anxiously, and before I knew it, he was kneading my breasts and running his hands all over my torso. I couldn't believe that I had invited him over in the first place, and then the thought of letting a total stranger touch me that way--God, Kara, I was uncontrollable, writhing with pleasure. I was astonished at my lack of inhibition. Even us exhibitionists get freaked out sometimes. We usually fantasize, but rarely do we (or at least I) get involved as deep as this! I just couldn't believe what I was doing. I get up on stage every day and tantalize men with my body, letting them look at me, dream about me, sometimes even touch me, but I have never gone so far as to let a guy I don't know get this close to me. And think of it, there were no bouncers to save me this time. I wasn't about to stop, though, my body overpowering my mind's reservations. But all this was so new, so dangerous--I was feeling very naughty, and I liked that a lot! He pulled me up against him with my back to his chest and showed his friends his newfound treasures. I began to rub my ass up against his crotch, and the bulge that I felt...Ohhhh, I didn't even know his name, but I wanted him to eat me alive! He took the bottle in his hand and told me to stand closer to the guys so they could see me better. I did as he asked, putting my hands on the rail and bending my back to force my slick breasts out over the chasm. I felt the sun- warmed oil rush onto my skin as he squeezed it all over me, leaving me dripping from head to toe. I was on fire when the other three guys trotted across to the balcony to join in on the fun, and I got hotter and hotter with each new hand on my body. I was going crazy. They were all standing around me, kinda in a circle with me as the main attraction. They put their hands all over me, rubbing the oil into every crevice, over my neck, shoulders, back, tits, ass and pussy. As I felt their fingers and palms massage the oil into my skin, I closed my eyes and fantasized that I had been with them on the roof, watching a woman rub oil into her tits--as if you were home, Kara, playing a wicked game with me. They began egging each other on, and I caught their names: Sean, Rob, Tony, and Tom, the one who'd started it all. One of them was pulling my nipples, one was finger- fucking me, and another had a finger in my ass. Can you imagine the sensations, four sets of hands roaming all over you?! Tom's hands left me and he quickly undressed while the others played. Then, before I knew it, he'd come up behind me and I was being leaned over the edge of the balcony with Tom's fingers coiled in my auburn hair, feeling a huge cock pushing up inside my pussy. Since I was already well "lubed," his cock slid in easily, despite his size. I went wild, and soon the other three guys were naked with us. I laughed hoarsely at the stark swath of white skin where their jean-shorts hid the sun. Tom pulled my legs further apart so he "could see my pussy get fucked." Once my legs were spread, Tom could push up harder and faster into my very hot, very wet cunt. Rob and Tony were kissing me, pulling and kneading my breasts and nipples, adoring my flesh, while Sean just jacked off and watched me get fucked. Tom was pumping me with such speed and force that each time he drove into me I gasped for air. He was so far into me at times that I thought I'd couldn't take any more! Soon Tom came to the end of his job, and much to my delight, sprayed me full of his cum. I climaxed like a wild bitch in heat, and our mingled juices began to dribble down the inside of my thigh. I wanted, needed, more. Sean, Rob, and Tony jumped in quickly to take their turns at fucking me. And they did it so good, Kara! God, I wish you could have been there. Sean was first, wanting me on all fours so he too could see his dick giving it to my cunt. Then Rob told me to suck Tony's dick while he stretched and reamed my ass. It was so unbelievable, cum running out every orifice while we shared our pleasures. I came six or seven times, and the boys-- ohhh, you can believe they kept the river running! They laid me down on the picnic table and leaned back to watch me masturbate. I tingled as they watched me finger- fuck myself and lick the juices off my fingers. It wasn't long before they surrounded me, jacking off over me, and then adding their love juices to the slick fluids running freely from my head to my toes, the guys coating me with their cream. An orgasm rippled through me like an earthquake. I was unstoppable! We were speckled and streaked with dabs of cum, the white accentuating the shades of our skin. Before we even had a chance to clean up, Tom's beeper went off. He went in to call his boss, and we heard him explain that they had run into a few "obstacles" in the job. Boy, was he right about that! Anyway, their boss ended our afternoon by calling them back to the office. I was exhausted and couldn't have possibly fucked or sucked another living thing. I was ready to get in the shower and then collapse into a nap, but even so I was sorry to see them go. Kara, it was the hottest sex I have ever had. I'm going to make it a point to see them again very soon . . . which won't be very long, since they're coming back to the job tomorrow! I have to run for now, but you can be sure that I'll fill you in on all the dirty little details from Atlanta. I can't wait to hear from you, Kara, and all your own sexy nights in the shadows of the pyramids! Love From A Roofer Groupie! Kylie P.S. Don't take any crap from those guys--I know you'll show them all how right your theories are.