My life as a girl

He stood up and unbuckled his pants and let them drop to the ground. Pushing me down to my knees in front of him, his cock hitting me in the face. God it was at least eight or nine inches and his balls hung heavily down.

There you go you little tease. He jokingly said. Its all yours to enjoy my beautiful bitch.

His bitch! That's what he called me. I didn't know what to do. So I did the only thing I could do, I opened my mouth and started to lick.

But I am getting ahead of myself. To really understand my situation, you have to know me and what lead up to me on my knees in a moon lit park. Let me explain.

My sister Julie and I are identical twins in body mind and spirit. We both stand 5' 6 and weigh 105 lbs. We both have the same figure, with the measurements of 30-inch chest with size b cup breasts with nipples that even make themselves known under a bra and blouse. A 21 inch waist and around our ass we come in at 27 inches with long slender legs.

Our faces entertain the same voice, eyes, ears, button nose and a mouth circled by soft narrow lips. We have the same hair texture that is dirty blonde in color. At one time I kept my hair shorter than hers, but for reasons that will become known, I now have it the same length.

People say that twins will experience the same feelings at times. I don't know if it is true with other identical twins but in our case it is true.

At times I will suddenly become sad or upset or even depressed and burst into tears for no apparent reason and later find out that Julie went through some emotional experience during the day.

Not to sound conceded but I know by the way guys look and stare at my sister that we have beautiful bodies.

As with all twins, no matter how identical they may appear, there is always something different about them. This is even true in our case.

The difference between my sister Julie and I involves gender! She is all girl with a beautiful bald pussy. I on the other hand am all girl except that I have a bald crotch with a four-inch cock when hard and two balls to go with it. I think that when we were being given our genes inside Moms womb, Dads contribution fell very short.