The Roaring Twenties

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The second time through, she knew that she had it nailed. She felt like Cora. And she could tell by the look on his face that it was right.

He continued on with it, his hands on her waist before giving her the next portion.

Tilt your head back and close your eyes with your tongue between your lips.

He slid her panties down until he was kneeling, his face at her crotch.

That will have to go. Not go altogether but trimmed, Cora always had it shaped into a letter 'C' whether it stood for Cora or 'Cunt' I don't know.

He acted pleased that she was in error. As if knowing what she would say, he stood up, obviously angry.

No more, not today, I am angry and embarrassed, if you insist after having slept on it I might continue.

"YOU sleep on it. And when you wake up, we start over again. Unless you want me killed when I'm found out, you had better remember everything." She crossed over to the door, holding it open, not caring that she was naked and any of the guys passing by could see her.

"Now, get out. And be ready in the morning." She watched him leave, slamming the door behind him. She figured that the guys would probably question him as to what was going on. She didn't care.

She spent the next half hour carefully cutting her pubic hair in the shape of a 'C'. How egotistical of her twin. Once through, she cleaned up and climbed into bed, still naked as she drifted off to sleep.

 

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Jack stormed out of the bedroom angry at Clare, at himself, at everyone. The people he had considered his friends wanted to know every sordid detail almost as if they got a thrill out of it.
"Mind your own fucking business."
He snarled and went to the spare bedroom, there was no way he was going to sleep with the woman in the other bedroom.
Eventually he calmed down and went out to fill the others in on what was happening.

"She's gone stark raving mad, making me help turn her into Cora, you see Cora fucked like no other woman, I don't expect you to understand except George, he's actually fucked the bitch same as me and he'll tell you. If Clare goes to bed with this Quentin fellow he knows Cora and he'll see straight through her, so what choice do we have?"
"So what have you told her Jack?" asked George.

"It's not just a case of telling her she wants to reenact it, every fucking thing , from taking her dress off to fucking Cora, you know how particular she was, her routine that had to be followed to the letter, I only hope that your experience was the same as mine. George, otherwise she's dead meat. She made me go through it time and time again, well as far as taking her panties off and I pointed out her muff needed to be trimmed,"
"Oh hell, how will we know it's the same?"
Asked George,half guessing the answer.
"Once she has it off perfect with me George she said it will be your turn."
"You mean I,,,I have to fuck Clare as though she's Cora?"
"Afraid so Georgie, ain't life a bitch." Said Jack bitterly.

 

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She didn't sleep real well, going over time and again in her mind Cora's routine. Damn, she hated her sister! Her life would never be the same again, thanks to the bitch. She could hear Cora's throaty laugh in her ear. 'Welcome to my world, Sis', Cora seemed to say.

When this was all over, she had to leave. Things would never be right between her and Jack. Better to accept it and move on with her life.

The next morning, she threw on her wrapper. She would have breakfast first then change into her dress and start her Cora lessons all over again.

When she entered the kitchen, none of the guys would look at her. Jack must have told them everything. Fine with her. This should make the break from them easier.

George slid eggs from the skillet into her plate.

"Thank you." Her voice was quiet but easily heard in the room. They all ate in relative silence though to her the food was tasteless. She ate mainly from habit. What a wonderful way to screw up your life.

 

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Jack considered skipping breakfast so he wouldn't have to see Clare (he had to keep thinking of her as Clare) but he knew that it was futile.
When breakfast was over he gave her a few minutes before he followed. She began the routine flawlessly until it came to removing her panties. He looked at her imploring her with his eyes not to make him do this but there wasn't a flicker of emotion.
"Yo, you need to say Lick me, there's a good boy"
He wasn't sure if she would believe him or think it was some sort of trick but he heard it and his tongue was sliding along her perfect pink slit and without thinking he was unsnapping her suspenders and rolling down the stocking of her left leg. Then he realized his mistake.Looking up he muttered
"We'll have to do that again you should put your left leg on my knee the same with the right."
He lowered his head completely subdued.
,Clare said nothing but just rolled her stockings on again leaving the suspenders hanging loose and put her left foot on his knee with her pussy inches from his face.
"One more thing, fondle your breasts and play with your nipples, for God's sake Clare it's the truth.
"Let's skip the fucking part that was always different but it was in the morning that Cora really showed herself for what she was.
He growled and grabbed her and threw her on the bed and pinned her down, forcing her legs apart and ramming his cock inside her, thrusting and thrusting,
"Beg me to fuck you, beg me to slap you, to hurt you, that was the real Cora, she knew she deserved to be punished, she didn't deserve to be loved so she tried to dominate with her irresistible body. If you carry on with this she'll destroy you."
He then rolled off her with his cum oozing from her and left her prostrate on the bed.

 

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After breakfast, they began again. She could tell that Jack's heart wasn't in it but she didn't care. It was his idea to start with. His idea to whore her out. He was someone that she thought loved her. Not now. Now she was Cora. And Cora loved only Cora. She has been playing Cora for 2 years, so it was easy to fall back into it. Having sex like Cora was the hard part.

Kneeling at her feet, he silently implored her to stop. She merely raised an eyebrow in question. He told her what to say.

"Lick me, there's a good boy."

She gave a shiver as his tongue did as asked. Then he started removing her stocking, but stopped halfway. She could tell by his glance that he has screwed up.

We'll have to do that again you should put your left leg on my knee the same with the right.

She rolled the stocking back up and put her left foot up as he told her.

One more thing, fondle your breasts and play with your nipples, for God's sake Clare it's the truth.

The look she gave him let him know in no uncertain terms that she was near the end of her rope.

Let's skip the fucking part that was always different but it was in the morning that Cora really showed herself for what she was.

Suddenly, she was being thrown on the bed as he climbed on top of her. He was full of anger. Now she understood the rage that ran through him when he took her virginity. The rage at Cora. Still, she was surprised by the ferocity in him as he spread her legs as far apart as possible while repeatedly ramming his cock into her wet slit.

Beg me to fuck you, beg me to slap you, to hurt you, that was the real Cora, she knew she deserved to be punished, she didn't deserve to be loved so she tried to dominate with her irresistible body. If you carry on with this she'll destroy you.

With a yell, he came, filling her full of his seed. And then he was gone, leaving her lying there. It felt as if her had filled her full of his hate. How could he ever think that Cora was her? She clenched her teeth.

Slowly she got up and cleaned herself up. They would have to do it again in a while, despite what Jack wanted. Despite what they all wanted.

 

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Jack barely acknowledged the other guys as he was ashamed of what he had just done to Clare. He had practically raped her, abused her at the very least, okay they didn't know what he had done, Clare had been silent throughout his assault on her, but his biggest concern was what Clare now thought of him.
He guessed that his ordeal wasn't over when the door to the bedroom opened and Clare called to him now fully dressed. He was in two minds as to whether he should answer her call but if she was determined to carry out her plan Clare needed to have her routine perfect and because of that he had to ensure she was perfect or put her subterfuge in jeopardy. Slowly and reluctantly he got to his feet and followed Clare back into the bedroom.

"Clare, I,,, I " He began, but wilted under her steely eyed glare

"Cora, I suppose I had better call you Cora for the purposes of this lesson, I want to apologise for being so rough with you earlier but that is the way Cora is,,,,, sorry,,,,, was. you needed to know, what if you were taken by surprise and acted out of character, remember you are acting, you are not really Cora are you?"

The truth was he didn't know if it was Clare or Cora he was talking to but it soon became clear when the figure before him turned her back and began unfastening her dress as he had told her yesterday. He watched silently his stomach knotted and his damned cock growing hard.
Flawlessly she went through the routine and in a dreamlike state he removed her panties and licked her beautiful wet pussy as he removed her stockings and she stood before him her naked body like Venus. Now he was unsure again, should he make love to her as he had Cora? Then he realised he and Cora NEVER made love, Cora didn't make love, her men just fucked her. What should he do? He had to get this right.

 

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His words somehow meant nothing to her. She was doing a job. For two years after her sister's death, she had assumed Cora's name and her life. The only thing that she had not done was have sex with anyone. She had managed to tease her way free, and avoid any entanglement. That is, until she ran once again into Jack. She had to be cold. There was no going back, only forward into hell.

She started the routine, making it become her routine. Making it become her customary, everyday thing. Here she was, heading down this path paved with good intentions. After all, this was for the good of the country. God and King and all.

She could feel him follow her with his eyes, knowing that once again she now had him thinking of Cora. She had wanted him to quit thinking of her sister and now she was forcing him to fuck Cora over and over.

Once she was naked, she realized that he had not told her how they got on the bed. He stood there looking at her, waiting, and she took a deep breath and tried thinking like Cora.

She heard Cora in her ear, her laugh low and echoing. Clare walked over to the bed, her back to Jack. Looking over her shoulder, she gave a Cora smile in his direction.

"What are you waiting for, a medal?" She goaded him, giving him that throaty laugh. "You need some incentive? Or maybe just initiative."

 

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Jack watched his beloved Clare walk naked to the side of the bed, watching her wonderfully pert naked ass jiggling enticingly. Then he realized it wasn't Clare he was ogling but Cora. Clare WAS Cora.She looked at him with what he assumed was meant to be a coy 'come to bed ' look and in a sexy throaty voice she goaded him into action,

'What are you waiting for, a medal? You need some incentive? Or maybe just initiative.'

Things changed after his first time with Cora when she was being Clare. The first time it had been all sugary, syrupy sweetness, he had thought he was making love to his fiancee for the first time and he had been gentle and considerate with her but over time that had changed and she had taunted and teased him until he could take it no more and he returned her taunts , so he replied as he would have had it really been Cora standing naked in front of him.

"Why don't you tell me which of your hungry sexy holes you want filling? " He almost choked on the words which sounded so disgustingly lewd.

As he spoke he closed the distance between them and wrapped his arms round her warm naked body, one hand clasping a firm tit and violently twisting and pinching her engorged nipple while his other hand covered her mound and to his surprise found her pubic hair had been trimmed into a letter 'C'.
He was breathing heavily now his breath hot on her neck and he nipped the pure white flesh of her neck. His cock now at ninety degrees to his body and pressing firmly into her crack.

"Well Cora which is it to be?"

 

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Why don't you tell me which of your hungry sexy holes you want filling?

And with that, she was suddenly in his arms, fingers twisting and pinching her nipple and the other hand laying claim to her mound. She leaned back against him, feeling his breath on her neck and his hard cock pressing against her buttocks.

Well Cora which is it to be?

She reached back between them and wrapped her hand around the engorged cock, giving it a tug.

"What's the matter, Jack? You never needed encouragement before to pick a hole. Or are you no longer a man? If you can't pick for yourself, I'm sure that Georgie would LOVE to give it a try." She laughed again, deep and wicked as she reached with her other hand and dug her fingernails in his ass cheek. Cora had mentioned once about how she had done that, but at the time Clare figured that her twin was just making stuff up. Now was the time to find out.

 

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Jack struggled with his emotions as he held Clare in his arms, or was it Cora? He could no longer tell. If it was Clare he wanted to beg her forgiveness and tell her that he loved her, that he was sorry for suggesting that she should whore herself.
If it was Cora he wanted to tell her what a despicable, selfish woman she was, with no regard for anyone but herself.
His hands wandered over the soft, shapely, nubile body that squirmed in his arms. He gritted his teeth as the long fingernails dug into the softest part of his ass,

"You bitch" He gasped.

Her words stung and he would show her that he knew which hole to fuck. He tightened his grip on her breast and with his free hand he bent her forward, her shapely round ass fully exposed.

"Your arse first Cora, then your hot slutty cunt."

Parting her buttocks he aimed his thick rigid pole at her star and thrust into her as hard and deep as he could. If she cried out he didn't hear her, all he heard ringing in his ears were her taunts of letting George satisfy her if he wasn't man enough.
He fucked her hard and viciously not caring if he hurt her, indeed that is just what he intended. His sperm splattered her insides but giving him no satisfaction. Pulling out he flipped her over on to her back and stared into her eyes.
He had no need to part her legs as she opened herself to him.

"Now am I man enough for you Cora?"

 

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Clare had withdrawn to the recesses of her mind, letting Cora come out. She knew that there would be hell to pay for this. His hand on her was strong as he bent her over the bed. And she didn't fight it, but rather Cora embraced it.

Your arse first Cora, then your hot slutty cunt.

His fingers were like claws, quickly pulling apart her ass cheeks to reveal the destination that he sought. The pain was intense yet she swallowed it, trying to embrace it as Cora. His hands on her hips, he pulled her back onto his cock. It was a hard and brutal fuck, and after a moment, her body accepted his cock as he reached deep into her bowels. He said nothing, but merely grunted as he came, his seed deep inside her.

Through with that hole he pulled out and flipped her over and she gave herself to him. After all, she was Cora. Right?

Now am I man enough for you Cora?

She laid there, laughing at him as she slowly spread her legs to show him her wet pink slit. Her hips writhed, inviting him to plunder her treasure.

"So fuck me. Show me what kind of man you are."

She lay panting, a sneer on her lips. Her hands stroked her body, mauling her breast, pinching and pulling on her nipples before smoothing over her body, dipping in at her waist and pressing on her abdomen. Finally her finger reached between her legs to run along that wet slit before she lifted that wet finger to her lips to taste her own juices.

"Mmmmmm. I'm ready, lover. Fuck me!" She knew that her body was displayed to its best advantage. The man she looked at was not Jack. It was someone that Cora had forged out of hate and desire and passion. The eyes that stared back at her were not Jack's.

 

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' So fuck me. Show me what kind of man you are.'

Her words tore Jack apart as she accepted his buggering of her arse without complaint and then belittled his capabilities as a man. She lay panting with a mocking sneer on her face, displaying herself, the perfection of her body for him to see. The abandoned way with which she caressed her own body and collected her juices on her fingers and tasted them with teasing relish only served to make him want her more.

' Mmmmmm. I'm ready, lover. Fuck me!'

Despite the obvious sarcasm in her voice it was an invitation he couldn't refuse. Laying between her satin smooth legs and his pulsing engorged cock laying along her wet pink slit and rubbing on her hooded clit, he was face to face with her and he looked into her eyes looking for some sign of affection, of regret, of hate even but all he saw was a pair of empty eyes, empty of any emotion whatsoever.

"FUCK YOU, CORA,,,,,,,,,, CLARE,,,,,,,, WHATEVER YOU CALL YOURSELF, I'M DONE WITH YOU, IF YOU WANT TO PRACTICE WITH GEORGE GO AHEAD, I JUST DON'T CARE ANYMORE."

He got up and pulled on his shirt and trousers and slammed the door so it shook as he left.

"George, she's all yours, you can have her, I want nothing more to do with that ,,, that ,,,, woman"

 

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As she lay there on the bed with Jack between her legs, she could feel his cock rubbing against her throbbing clit. The look he gave her attempted to look deep into her soul, trying to see if Clare was in there somewhere. Yet she refused to feel anything, anything at all. She couldn't. It had been started and now she had to see it through.

His anger boiled over as he yelled at her, and she thought at first that he would hit her.

FUCK YOU, CORA,,,,,,,,,, CLARE,,,,,,,, WHATEVER YOU CALL YOURSELF, I'M DONE WITH YOU, IF YOU WANT TO PRACTICE WITH GEORGE GO AHEAD, I JUST DON'T CARE ANYMORE.

She had never seen him dress so quickly. The whole house shook as he slammed out the door and for a brief second, the coldness left her eyes. But just as quickly it rushed back in and she knew that she was ready for the next test. As if on automatic she got dressed and checked her makeup. Once she had achieved perfection, she looked at Cora staring back at her. With a smile, she called out in a clear teasing voice.

"Oh, Georgie, honey, where are you?"

Opening the bedroom door, she stepped out to find George and Charlie sitting in the living room, but Jack was nowhere to be seen. The two men looked scared at her, but she thought for a second the George was going to run.

"Georgie, you want to have some fun, don't you." She smiled at him and turn to head back to the bedroom. She knew that he would follow.

 

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Whilst Jack was in the bedroom with Clare George thought about the plan that Jack had proposed and thought it might work as the two sisters were identical but he knew from experience that Cora had a seduction technique that she always used and to tell the truth it always worked with him, he hadn't been able to resist her when she began her so coy seductive looks over her shoulder and batted her eyelashes at him and revealed her luscious, heavenly body to him. He suddenly realised that he was hard just even thinking about it. Clare though was a different proposition, she was Jack's girl and he and Jack had become good friends despite their fractious beginning. There was no way he'd be able to bring himself to do the dirty on Jack and fuck Clare. He'd heard the loud altercation between Jack and Clare.

'FUCK YOU, CORA,,,,,,,,,, CLARE,,,,,,,, WHATEVER YOU CALL YOURSELF, I'M DONE WITH YOU, IF YOU WANT TO PRACTICE WITH GEORGE GO AHEAD, I JUST DON'T CARE ANYMORE."

What that was all about he didn't know and then Jack had stormed out of the bedroom, slamming the door behind him and without a word he had gone out. All was quiet in the bedroom for about ten minutes when he heard,

" Oh, Georgie, honey, where are you? "

NO, he thought, she can't be serious, she wouldn't, Clare was Jack's girl, she couldn't possibly be inviting him to ,,,,,, to,,,,,. He couldn't even finish the thought. He stayed where he was.
The bedroom door opened and Clare stood there beckoning to him, My! Did she look good! At that moment all George wanted to do, was run.

"Georgie, you want to have some fun, don't you?"

With his mind a jumble of thoughts George followed her into the bedroom , determined to put a stop to it, he would tell her that he couldn't, wouldn't, betray Jack.

As soon as he entered the bedroom George's resolve melted, he was lost. It wasn't Clare standing there but Cora, batting her eyelashes at him over her shoulder and slipping her dress slowly off her shapely alabaster shoulders.

"Cora? Cora is that you? I,,,, I,,,,, I,,,,,,,,,"

 

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As soon as George entered the room, she went into the routine. She was no longer Clare. It was Cora that stood before him. She had gone over it so much in her head that it was automatic. It had to be. Her life depended upon it.

Cora? Cora is that you? I,,,, I,,,,, I,,,,,,,,,

She didn't answer him, but rather let her actions answer for her. When she got to the part where she beckoned him over, her finger crooked under her left elbow, George seemed to come over as if in a dream.

She felt Cora pulsing through her body. That throaty laugh before she told him, "Lick me, there's a good boy."

His tongue was hesitant before he complied. Playing with her breast and nipples, she put first her left foot and then her right foot on his knee, letting him roll down her stockings. She could tell by the way that George acted, as far as he was concerned, he was with Cora.

As far as she was concerned, she was Cora.

 

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George stood mesmerized as her body was slowly and seductively revealed, the memories came flooding back of the nights that he and Cora had spent together mostly entwined in each other's arms and Cora urging him to fuck her, really fuck her.

Her beckoning finger drew him closer to her and without a word he sank down on one knee waiting for her stockinged foot to rest on his knee. He waited for her command,

' Lick me, there's a good boy.'

His hands grasped her thigh just above the top of her stocking and he could feel her soft, silky, pliant skin and he carefully unsnapped the first of her suspenders as he leaned forward, eyes level with the fiery red 'C' of her pubic hair. His eyes drifted to the pulsing clit hiding under its hood. He glanced up to see Cora holding her breasts and arousing her nipples and he lapped tentatively at first at the pink slit between her legs then he pushed his tongue between the soft folds and he could smell her arousal and pressed deeper working his tongue along the moist slit. He rolled her stocking down in a daze and placed it to one side and Cora placed her other foot on his knee waiting for her servant, for that is what he was, to complete his task.

George savoured her taste and smell as her juices washed his tongue and her odour assailed his nostrils.He took his time satisfying Cora's initial lust as he knew that from then on he was the one in charge although he still needed Cora's permission to put his cock inside any of her delightful holes but she had never refused him, so long as he played her game and asked he was happy.

He got to his feet and smiled at Cora, startled a little by the cold look he received,

"It's been a long time Cora but you are as delightful as ever, May I have the pleasure of your vagina, or as you prefer to call it, your CUNT"

Deliberately accentuating the final word to indicate its lewdness. There was no indication of refusal so George seized her roughly and pushed her back onto the bed and forced her legs up so her knees were by her shoulders and her holes were both on display. He was about to ravish her when,

"STOP, FOR GOD'S SAKE STOP."

Jack stood in the doorway wild eyed, dishevelled and waving a revolver.

"Don't do it George, that isn't Cora, it's Clare so please don't George, you'll never forgive yourself."

 

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She wanted to stop this craziness. Stop all of it. Wanted to forget that she was a twin. A sister still shaping her own life even though the woman was dead.

And now. Now she lay on her back with her legs bent so her knees were near her ears. Both of her holes were waiting to be plundered.

STOP, FOR GOD'S SAKE STOP. Don't do it George, that isn't Cora, it's Clare so please don't George, you'll never forgive yourself.

In the doorway stood Jack, like a man possessed. George hesitated, apparently listening to Jack, or afraid of his gun. But she had to also. This was Jack's idea, so he would have to live with it as well. And maybe, just maybe, this would be a way to stop all this madness too.

She gave a mocking laugh at Jack before looking at George. She knew just how her sister would have said it, mocking and daring him, and wanting it all the same.

"Come on, Georgie, fuck me. Slap me. Hurt me. You know that you want to. Fuck my cunt.

 

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Even though Jack was prepared to for what he might find when he burst in on George and Clare he was shocked to see Clare on her back with her knees by her ears open to George, her tiny brown hole and pink slit on offer to him. He waved the gun he had found in the bureau not knowing if it was loaded or not.
His plea to George to stop seemed to be working until Clare sank deeper into the Cora persona she had created and spoke the words that swayed a hesitant George.

' Come on, Georgie, fuck me. Slap me. Hurt me. You know that you want to. Fuck my cunt.'

Her words rang true with George and she was inviting him, no, demanding him to use her anyway he wanted, and God how he wanted her. He had wanted her from the moment she had peeked over her shoulder at him with those 'come to bed' eyes. Sorrowfully he looked at Jack, knowing he was about to betray his friend but he couldn't help himself.

"I'm so sorry Jack but this something I just have to do."

He turned back to Cora and his eyes ran over her lissom body on display for him, her breasts squashed up forming a deep valley between them and her pink gash was glistening with her leaking juices, waiting and wanting HIM.
Before Jack had interrupted them George had every intention of making love to Cora, slowly and gently, bringing her to a peak of lust but now it was clear that isn't what she wanted, she wanted to be taken,,,,,,,,,,,,, roughly,,,,,,, not forcibly but enough to hurt her, so he rammed three fingers into her gaping slit her juices squishing loudly and swirling round his fingers as he finger fucked her mercilessly. With his other hand he abused her nipples, twisting, pinching, pulling each one in turn and when they were hard and engorged he grasped each soft breast and squeezed, digging his fingers into the soft silky mounds.

"Just say when you've had enough Cora but not yet, I haven't finished with you yet."

His voice was hoarse and rasping as his hunger for her grew.

He stood back and stared at Cora who appeared to be unconcerned about his treatment of her apart from a determined glint in her eye that seemed to say to him.

"Do your worst Georgie, I want it."

He leaned over her squashing her body even further and held her behind her knees and with no finesse he plunged into her wet hole her inner lips sucked on his shaft as he pushed deeper without any pause until he bottomed out at the entrance to her cervix. Only then did he begin to fuck her, hard,,,, fast, his balls slapping against her firm round ass. His rhythm smoothed and he felt her hips grinding against him, needy and wanting him deeper. It seemed the harder he fucked her the more she wanted and then the realization dawned on him, he wasn't fucking her and using her it was Cora using him for her own personal satisfaction, but he wasn't prepared to let her get away with it and he slapped her face from side to side.

"Cora you're a real bitch, Jack was right, I DO regret I let you talk me into this"

His cock was still hard, red and glistening wetly with Cora's juices as he hadn't cum yet. He began to get dressed wondering how he could face Jack after his betrayal.

 

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She watched George dress, her face stinging from his slap and her body sore from his use. He slammed the door as he left and the sound was deafening. Alone in the room, her heart hurt even more than all the physical pain that had been inflicted upon her these past couple of days. She herself was lost and when this was over and done...

There was a newspaper on the floor by the bed. It was several days old, but it served its purpose. She found an ad for a travel agent and wrote down the address. Throwing away the paper, she got dressed as Cora. It was Cora that looked back at her in the mirror, though at that moment, there was no soul in them. Her eyes were dark and the glint of joy was gone from them. There was a faint red handprint on both cheeks. She wanted to cry, but Cora didn't cry, so she wouldn't either.

One of the hardest things to do was open the bedroom door and face those three men out there. They were all three out there, though they somehow managed to be as far apart from each other as humanly possible. She walked out into the center of the room, speaking to all three and yet no one in particular.

"I think that we are agreed that I'm as ready as will ever be. Now, just what information do you need to prove that he's dirty? And how do I get to him. Fast. And I mean fast. The longer we draw this out the better chance for a screw up."

She waited for an answer. They wouldn't look at her. She really didn't blame them. She didn't want to look at herself, but she kept running across mirrors.

 

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'I think that we are agreed that I'm as ready as will ever be. Now, just what information do you need to prove that he's dirty? And how do I get to him. Fast. And I mean fast. The longer we draw this out the better chance for a screw up.

The silence in the room deepened and the three men looked at each other, each thinking the same thing. Was there anything they could say or do to shock her out of it? Not surprisingly Jack was the first to speak, as he had the most to lose, but what he said shocked all of them,

"Are you certain that you're ready CLARE?" Emphasising her name as Clare and not Cora, "You couldn't convince me to fuck you as Cora, George was practically forced into it, so you've got a fifty percent success ratio, I'll go along with it if you can get Charlie to fuck you and not mention Clare once, He's known you as Cora far longer than he has as Clare and he has the hots for you, as Cora anyway, so let him have this one chance because you know damn well that he'll never have another. Fuck Charlie and if he can hide his conscience and fuck you believing you ARE Cora then we'll talk about getting you into Quintin Townsend's bed',,,,,,, DEAL?"

He looked round at the others and their shocked, incredulous expressions,

"Anyone got a better idea? It's up to Charlie and HER."

 

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Are you certain that you're ready CLARE? You couldn't convince me to fuck you as Cora, George was practically forced into it, so you've got a fifty percent success ratio, I'll go along with it if you can get Charlie to fuck you and not mention Clare once, He's known you as Cora far longer than he has as Clare and he has the hots for you, as Cora anyway, so let him have this one chance because you know damn well that he'll never have another. Fuck Charlie and if he can hide his conscience and fuck you believing you ARE Cora then well talk about getting you into Quintin Townsend's bed',,,,,,, DEAL? Anyone got a better idea? It's up to Charlie and HER.

The tone in his voice told her just how much he hated her. Trouble was, if she thought about it, she would realize just how much she hated herself. Her head was bowed and standing there in the middle of the room, she could feel their eyes on her. Watching to see just what she would do. In for a penny, in for a pound.

When she lifted her head, it was Cora that looked out at them. She locked eyes with Jack, that sly sexy smile that she had told him that she had accepted the challenge. Her eyes flitted to Georgie, letting him know that he had had his chance, but had been unable to complete the act.

Turning on around, she spied her quarry. Charlie looked nervous as she slowly crossed the space until she stood a breath away. In the two years since her twin's death, she had perfected the way Cora hunted for a man. She had seen it enough when she was alive.

Leaning in, her cheek barely touched his as her lips were beside his ear.

"A little bird told me that you desire Cora. Hmmmm?" Her voice was soft in his ear, like the serpent in Eden. Her cheek brushed against his cheek again. "Want to have some fun? Hmmmmm?"

When she pulled back, a glance down told her that he was definitely interested. It was her best Cora smile that she gave him as she turned and walked to the bedroom. She didn't have to look back to know that he would follow her. She stood in her position with her back to him. She would have to teach him the way to fuck that she preferred. The Cora way. For she was now...Cora. Cora that would fuck anything with three legs.

She heard the door slowly close.

 

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Charlie's heart was thumping as he followed Cora into the bedroom. He didn't have a clue how to approach this, he had adored Cora from afar for so long and now it seemed his impossible dream was about to come true.

"Charlie, don't say a word and listen, do exactly as you are told and all your dreams will come true, can you do that?"

Cora's voice was as cold as ice, no warmth, no passion ,,,,, nothing
He couldn't speak, his mouth was so dry so he just gulped and nodded even though Cora had her back to him. Cora's dress slowly, oh so tantaisingly slowly, slipped from her ivory white shoulders and revealed her naked back. Charlie had worshipped the ground she walked on ever since the day he met her, now she was giving herself to him,,,,, free,,,,,,,,,,,,, gratis,,,,, no strings. Charlie sucked in another breath unaware that he had been holding his breath.
Charlie stared, what man wouldn't? Stared at the flawless perfection of her skin, the sweep of her back to her narrow waist and wide shapely hips on which the top half of her dress now rested. Her dress began to slip over her hips aided by a slight wiggle and her black panty covered rear was in view, perfect round globes with a cleft beginning at the bottom of her spine and disappearing into the silk of her panties. Charlie licked his lips and found he was as hard as a scaffold pole and he was leaking precum into his trousers. Her dress continued its downward journey exposing more and more of Cora's body to an adoring Charlie. Her legs encased in black silk stockings were shapely pillars soaring up to heaven. Finally her dress fell to the floor and Cora stepped out of it and kicked it away
He was so mesmerized he almost missed it. Cora was looking over her left shoulder at him her eyes smouldering and she was beckoning him closer, Her eyelashes fluttered bewitchingly, Charlie took the few faltering steps to Cora and she turned to face him leaving her breasts uncovered.

"Kneel Charlie, panties please."

Trying desperately to appear unflustered as if this was an almost everyday occurrence for him, Charlie tore his eyes from Cora's proud upright breasts and the rosy pink nipples that adorned them. He knelt on one knee and began to nervously tug her panties down inch by inch. Soon her flaming red pubic hairs appeared and Charlie smiled inwardly, he had always thought Cora was a true redhead, now it was confirmed. Charlie continued with his task, this was the sort of thing that only happened in wet dreams. Once her silk panties were on the floor Cora kicked them away like her dress.
Charlie was left kneeling on one knee unsure as to whether he should make a move or not but decided to wait a moment or two while he studied the flaming red 'C' on her mound and the juicy looking flower below. Then a silk clad foot was resting on his knee and Charlie understood, he was to remove her stocking, unavoidably touching his goddess.

"Lick me Charlie, there's a good boy."

He couldn't believe his ears. She wanted HIM to lick HER? He would have jumped from the Elizabeth Tower that housed Big Ben to hear those words. He glanced up to make sure he had heard her correctly but she seemed preoccupied, staring straight ahead whilst pleasuring her breasts and nipples.
Gaining confidence he clasped Cora's milky white thigh just above her stocking and moved his head between her thighs his tongue lapping at the centre of her pink petals, tasting her. Deftly unclasping her suspenders he slowlly rolled down her stocking and lifted her foot to remove it, all the time he was becoming bolder with his tongue, swiping along her seeping slit, then sucking on the hard smooth nub of her clit. Her other foot rested on his knee and he realised that once he had removed this stocking, his Idol, his Venus, would be naked before him. He tried not to hurry as Cora tasted so delicious he could have happily licked her all night. Try as he might he could not make it last and he stood up wondering what to do.

"Thank you Charlie but aren't you going to undress as well? I DO prefer my lovers naked."

 

[Opensesame54321]

From the look in his eyes, Charlie had it hard for her. Or Cora. Or whoever she was.

Charlie, don't say a word and listen, do exactly as you are told and all your dreams will come true, can you do that?

She began the routine and Charlie couldn't seem to take his eyes off of her. Once again the dress began its slide down her body, eventually pooling at her feet. Already she could see his cock was eager. He wanted her. He wanted Cora.

Kneel Charlie, panties please.

The man was putty in her hands and she took advantage of the situation. She could feel his breath puff against her thighs as he slowly drew her panties down, revealing her red "C" that adorned her mound. As it hit the floor, she kicked it away and stood before him in just her shoes and stockings. His eyes seemed unable to look away from her sex, and he licked his lips as if unaware of what he did.

Lifting her foot to rest upon his knee, she uttered, "Lick me Charlie, there's a good boy."

With that, she began fondling her breast and nipples, pulling and tweaking them as she waited to feel his tongue on her sex. She was rewarded when his tongue began to swipe along her wet slit and she felt that perhaps there was a chance. A chance to get this all over.

First one leg and then the other, Charlie slowly divested the leg of its shoe and accompanying stocking until she finally stood before him without a stitch of clothes on. He stood there, unsure of what to do, but she managed to put him on the right track.

Thank you Charlie but aren't you going to undress as well? I DO prefer my lovers naked.

Those words seemed to shake him out of his trance and she watched as he began to undress. She crossed to the bed and lay back, displaying her body as Cora would, knowing that any man who saw her displayed thusly would not be able to resist her.

Once he was naked, she eyed his cock as it seemed to eagerly strain towards her. He wanted her. He wanted Cora. She knew that all he needed was her coaxing. That was the power of Cora. She was a fast study when it came to sex, and it was Cora that looked at him. She crooked her finger at him, beckoning him to her side.

"Come here, lover. Come to Cora."

 

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"Thank you Charlie but aren't you going to undress as well? I DO prefer my lovers naked.."

It took a moment before Charlie realised that Cora was talking to him then he began fumbling with his clothes, all fingers and thumbs, his hands were shaking as he looked at Cora reclining seductively on the bed in a provocative pose, her eyes watching his every move a slight smile playing round the corners of her mouth. He finally dropped his underpants to the the floor managing to not get them snagged on his raging, rampant cock. He was naked, now what? He wanted to jump on Cora and sink his cock into her gorgeous pink pussy but he was afraid, afraid that it was all a dream or even worse, an elaborate hoax and Cora would suddenly laugh at him and get up and leave him embarrassed and humiliated .
She stopped the slow caressing movement of her hand between her legs and crooked a beckoning finger to him,

"Come here, lover. Come to Cora."

He heard her sultry voice, soft and seductive it called to him. As if in a trance he walked to the edge of the bed his cock at right angles to his body, already leaking precum, a large pearl drop hanging on the tip. Nonchalantly Cora reached out and gathered it on her fingertip and with her smouldering eyes on his she put it in her mouth and made a show of sucking it, moving it in and out of her wet scarlet lips.

"Hmmm, you taste good Charlie, very good, I want some more of that."

"Sure Cora, whatever you want."

He managed to croak out, then remembering that Cora had told him not to speak he closed his mouth firmly.

"Relax Charlie you can speak now, I just wanted to make sure I had your full attention,"

She paused

"I DO have your full attention don't I Charlie?"

Opening her legs wider for him .

"Yes, yes of course you do Cora, it,,,,,,it's just that you are so,,, so,,,"

"Beautiful and sexy? Is that what you are trying to say?"

Cora cut in.

"Yes I guess so."

Charlie whispered, in awe of this beautiful creature displayed before him. He had never met a woman who behaved like she did in the bedroom, wild and wanton yet so in command.

"Keep up the flattery it might get you everywhere you want to go."

Cora laughed tossing her head back and her firm breasts bounced teasingly.
Cora lay back back among the pillows and slid her hand between her legs again and dipped a finger into her glistening folds, then she held her hand out to him one finger extended,

"Taste me Charlie, do I meet your expectations?"

She crooned seductively.
Charlie took her outstretched hand and sucked on the proffered finger, tasting Cora's juices. Cora being Cora didn't leave it at that she dug a long manicured fingernail into his tongue and raked it along the soft tissue.

"OW!!,, YOU BITCH!"

Yelped Charlie stung into anger by the sudden pain.
"That's more like it Charlie, behave like a man, slap me,,,,, go on ,,,,I dare you. If you want to fuck me you've got to take me, make me submit to you."

Charlie suddenly understood, all that had gone before was just an act, Cora was really an insecure woman who need someone to take charge and use her body for their own pleasure not hers.
He leapt on her and pinned her down forcing her arms above her head and using his knees to spread her legs as wide as they would go. Cora struggled beneath him biting him wherever she could but his superior strength told and his cock was at her entrance and pushing her entrance open and filling her wet velvety tunnel.
Charlie lost all his fears and inhibitions about Cora, he knew that she was no more than a beautiful slut who only wanted to be used on condition that she could take control at the beginning and then hand over that control or have it taken from her.
For the next hour Cora was putty in his hands and he used her as he had so often dreamt of using her but he eventually pushed her away and told her,

"You're one hell of a sexy woman Cora, clever and beautiful , maybe one day you'll find a man who you can trust enough to love."

Charlie dressed and went out to Jack and George,

"She'll be fine she's ready"

Deliberately not mentioning who he meant.

 

[Opensesame54321]

Suddenly, Charlie was on top of her, his hands pinning her to the bed while he fucked her. He mauled her body, with hands that pinched and pulled her nipples while he would thrust up over and over into her. This wasn't love. This was Fucking. Cora didn't have lovers - she had sex. And despite the fact that she slept with men, Cora had really been all alone.

Charlie seemed to fuck her until his energy and himself were spent, pushing her away in disgust. The look that he gave her showed exactly what he thought of her, of Cora. There was the disgust, but also a sadness at his eyes being opened. The woman that he had always desired was nothing more than a tramp. Her job was done.

You're one hell of a sexy woman Cora, clever and beautiful , maybe one day you'll find a man who you can trust enough to love.

And with that he dressed and was gone. There was a big hole in her chest where her heart once was. She suddenly felt cold and alone. She was isolated despite the three men that were on the other side of that door. No longer her friends, just four people trying to stop a common enemy. Everything else was dead.

She dressed, suddenly knowing that now was the time. She checked her purse, making sure that she had money. She laughed to herself. Now was the time to go lay back and think of England. Literally.

Opening the door, Cora stepped out. To no one in particular, she announced, "Tell me where to find the bastard. And what you need me to get."