The Kawaiicon Twins

Josie was looking at a large empty conference room. It was early morning, she was wearing a frilly pink dress and long blonde-hair wig. She was supposed to be Chii from Chobits but was always getting confused for Princess Peach. Josie was only 18 but still complained about the current generation of otaku with their lack of respect for the classics. She had finished removing all the chairs, setting up a makeshift stage in the center, and put up the large banner. ‘Take a LOAD off’ it said in colorful letters, the ‘load’ part in white, drawn as if the letters were leaking. This was the first time she was organizing an event at this anime convention she had been attending religiously for years. Her plan was to have a place where people could take a break between events.

The slogan came to mind first and the double-entendre dawned on her the next day. She was so impressed with her own delayed wittiness that her mind was made up completely now. It became an obsession. Why not? There were already plenty of adult-oriented panels at the con. Who hadn’t heard of the term “bukkake” before? Why not also provide a hands-on experience? After watching dozens of videos on the subject, Josie now considered herself an expert. This was going to be great; there might even be a hundred people! Just thinking about it got her all worked up and giggling.

“OK calm down, still lots more to do.”

With a lot of potential guests, the classic cum-on-face bukkake would get incredibly messy incredibly quickly. Normally, that’s kind of the point, but every video she saw ended after about 40 minutes. She had the room for the whole day and having to take washing breaks would slow down the process. There was a different style that she considered cleaner and more efficient: Gokkun. In some videos, the girl simply kept her mouth open while men ejaculated inside. Sometimes she would suck them off and they would cum down her throat, in her mouth or in a container for consumption during the finale. She could work with that.

The twins should be meeting her here soon. The convention center opened its doors to regular guests at 9 am. Josie told them to be here at 8:30 to quickly go over what they had to do. They would be the gokkun girls. Josie couldn’t do it herself, of course. As the organizer of the event, she was going to be far too busy. No, Mirabelle and Charlotte were the perfect picks. They too had been attending the con for several years and their skimpy, matching costumes gained them a bit of a following. “The Kawaiicon Twins” some called them.

She didn’t know much about their sexual experience, if any, but this seemed like an easy task; you sit at the designated spot, open your mouth and swallow what comes your way. The only potential problem is that she hadn’t exactly told them what today was all about… so, there was a small chance they could refuse. They were always wearing these “free hugs” signs as they paraded the con in previous years. The concept was pretty much the same except you hug with your mouth. The potential refusal is the reason why she waited so long to tell them. It’s harder to say no when everything is all set up and everyone is counting on you, she convinced herself.

10 minutes late but they finally came. The sisters had long brown hair but, today, could be told apart by their even longer, flashy wigs. Mirabelle’s was pink and Charlotte’s was blue. They were short, pale and very skinny. As usual, their costumes were basic and sexy. Josie could tell that they were Ram and Rom from the Neptunia game but all they were wearing were white and pink one-piece bathing suits and white knee-high socks. Lazy costumes as usual, she thought. Their thin legs were always impressively long but high heels and socks made them look even longer. There was a large rectangular opening in the front of the costumes showing their belly buttons and stopping just below the breasts. At least they followed the one given instruction: wear something sexy. Josie was satisfied with the costumes. There was not a lot of time left to bring them up to speed.

Bad news and good news. The twins were not interested… like at all. Both agreed they would never do anything like that. The good news is that before telling them what this was all about, Josie already had their legs strapped on the podium. She had worked really hard on that podium; it wasn’t very elevated, but she had calculated it to be the right cock-to-mouth height for an average person while the girls were on their knees. The straps holding their calves to the podium were there so they didn’t fall off. There was plenty of room for both girls to be side-by-side facing the same way. She had made the whole thing super cushiony too, so what were they even complaining about? They protested for a bit but Josie’s speech on friendship and new experiences seemed to calm them down. It didn’t matter anyway, it was time to open the doors. There was a little blurb in the booklet and the website of the convention about her event so there might already be people waiting.

Even before reaching the doors of the conference room. Josie felt something was off. There was a lot of noise outside. Was there an event in the hallway? She hoped it wouldn’t steal the show and distract potential visitors. After opening the doors, she confirmed that there was indeed a LOT of people outside, an outright crowd, and everyone she could see was facing her, waiting impatiently for any kind of cue that they could rush inside.

There’s that many people? This is bad, I’m in way over my head… Don’t panic, Josie told herself. Solve the problems as they come, like you said you would. First of all: two lines. That will keep the lines shorter and the podium area more manageable.’

She addressed the crowd as loudly as she could*: “THERE ARE TWO GIRLS. PLEASE FORM TWO LINES BY THE PODIUM. READ THE RULES ON THE SIGN.”*

The rules were simple enough:

Cum inside the mouth or throat only.

Try to already be ready when your turn comes.

With a crowd this big at the start, she was going to need a third rule. She made a mental note to write a time limit at the bottom of the sign. There was room for maybe two more rules if she thought of any.

As soon as she finished her sentence the crowd of people rushed inside. She got out of the way just in time to not get trampled. She first noticed that some of the guys were going out of their way to join a particular line. That seemed weird to her as all they could see were a pair of identical twin butts and a wig. Maybe they like pink or blue better. She opened her notebook and scribbled:

add rule 30-second time limit

make signs with corresponding colors to post outside

If the lines could split in two earlier, they wouldn’t seem as long, and people could decide in advance if they wanted to cum in the pink or blue girl.

She picked up a marker from the table and rushed to the podium to see how things were starting up. Charlotte already had a cock deep inside her throat. it looked like she was trying to push the guest away without success, her eyes were opened wider than Josie had ever seen them. The guest seemed to just leave it there and was making a weird face while starring at the ceiling. Was he cuming already? That’s good. The first patron of the second line was having trouble wrestling Mirabelle to put his cock in her mouth. He still seemed to be enjoying himself, and the line behind him was cheering him on. Reluctant girls are a big part of Japanese pornography so they must all think this is part of the show but Josie wanted to see the lines moving quickly.

Josie stepped on the stage and held both of Mirabelle’s arms back. The man now had his hands free to plug her nose and pry open her mouth when she gasped for air. Once he was in, the energy seemed to leave the troublesome twin and, when Josie let go of her arms, they simply fell to the floor.