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   Isabella and Evelynn



   By billy69boy



   I was in my room taking a break from studying, surfing the net.  I was
kind of tense, preparing for my upcoming finals.  I needed a quick rub off,
so I looked for a porn video that would help me get there.  The weather was
hotter than normal, and I only wore a t-shirt and thong.  It was quiet in
the house, considering it was Saturday night.  Our parents were away for
the weekend, and weren't due back until late Sunday night.  The only other
sound came from my younger sibling's TV in her room.

   Allow me to introduce myself.  My name is Isabella and I'm 18 years old.
I take my schooling seriously, and I managed to graduate from high school
in three years.  I am just finishing up my first year in college. 
Hopefully, I'll pass my upcoming finals.

   As I was settling in with an interesting lesbian bondage video, and my
fingers just beginning to touch myself lightly through my thong, I heard a
soft tapping on my door.  I knew it was Evelynn, because she was the only
other person in the house.

   "Come in Eve, door's open", I said over my shoulder.  I didn't bother to
get rid of the video.  We had watched a few pornos together before, so it
was no big deal.

   "Oh, hi Belle, er, I didn't know you were, um...busy", she said
tentatively, calling me by my nickname.  She wore a short; almost see
through pink nightie with matching lace panties.  Her long brown hair fell
over her shoulders and down her back.  Her hazel eyes had a sort of
mysterious twinkle to them, which drew my attention toward her.

   "No problem, Eve, what's up?" I asked her.  She was momentarily fixated
on my computer screen, where one of the actresses was bound to a chair, and
the other one was banging away at her with a strap-on.

   "Eve?" I repeated, and she reluctantly pried her eyes off the video and
looked at me.

   "Oh, sorry, Belle, I was just..."

   I had to laugh: "Yeah, I could see that; so what can I do for you?" I
asked, rather impatiently, I'm afraid.

   "Oh, nothing really...  never mind," she replied as she took a step
toward the door.

   "Eve, you came in to ask me something.  Now tell me what's on your
mind?"

   "Um, well...I was just wondering if you um...ever shaved," she said, her
face reddening.

   "You mean?" I pointed towards my crotch, "down there?"

   She nodded and blushed, looking so vulnerable.

   "Well, sometimes, yeah," I offered, "it depends on my mood, but you've
seen me naked plenty of times, Eve."

   "Well, I don't look down there when I see you naked," she confessed.  I
laughed a little at her innocence, but I had to remember she was younger
than me, and not very experienced.

   "So, why do you ask?" I said.

   "Well, ah, I was wondering if you would show me how to do it," she
replied almost in a whisper.

   "Hmm, why the sudden interest?"

   "I've been noticing that a lot of the models in videos have no hair at
all on their pussies, and I was kind of wondering what it feels like," she
explained.

   "Well, sometimes I just trim myself up, and other times I leave a patch.
But it really feels amazing to be completely smooth," I readily admitted,
surprised at my own willingness to make a true confession, even to my
younger protégé.

   Eve grinned and nodded, apparently relieved that I was being so open
with her.

   "I think I'd like to try the completely smooth look," she decided rather
decisively.

   "Sure, Eve, I'll help you, if that's what you want." She eagerly shook
her head even before I finished my sentence.

   "Wait here, I'll be right back," I told her.  I went to the bathroom and
brought back a razor, shaving cream, body lotion, a basin of warm water, a
washcloth and several towels.

   Eve sat nervously on the side of my bed.

   "Now, take off your panties and lie back...and just try to relax," I
instructed, "and put your feet up on the bed.

   She did as she was told, and I noticed that her legs were quivering in
anticipation, as I slid a towel under her bottom.  I gently pressed on her
knee to get her to spread her legs open.

   "You have to be careful, especially around your tender parts," I
explained, as I applied the shaving cream liberally over the soft young
hair of her pubic area.  She let out a low sigh as I rubbed it around
evenly between her legs.  She flinched when the razor took its first pass,
and I reminded her to relax.

   With each new stroke of the razor, she seemed to sigh a little, and
eventually her sighs turned into quiet moans.

   "Are you okay, Eve?" I asked; making sure she wasn't having second
thoughts.

   "No, no, I'm f-fine, Belle," she answered, rather hesitantly, "it's just
that, er, I'm...ah...it....ah...it feels good!"

   I'll admit I was getting a little antsy between my own legs, as I
meticulously groomed her intimate parts.  I hadn't really expected to have
a reaction like this at all.  We were related; we've known each other since
birth, after all.  So, why was I feeling dampness between my legs?

   "Well, ah, Eve, I think it's natural to get, ah, I mean, for it to feel
good," I replied lamely.  What was the matter with me, I thought?

   "If you want me to stop, I will," I blurted out.

   "It's okay, Belle, really.  I didn't mean to get you...uh...whatever...I
don't know...upset!" she shot back.  "I like it.  I mean, you're
fine...everything's fine!"

   "Okay then," I responded, "but if you feel any different, let me know."

   I went back to the task at hand, but when I used my free hand to stretch
her skin this way and that, she groaned out loud, and grabbed my wrist in
reaction.  I pulled back and sat up straight.

   "Sorry Belle!  I'm so sorry!" she offered even before I could ask her
what was wrong.  "I'm just...having some...oh, never mind," she whispered
quietly.

   "Well, Eve, maybe we should stop for now..." I was concerned about her
hesitancy.  I didn't want to cause her any discomfort.

   "NO!  NO!" she burst forth with determination in her voice.  "I
mean...I'm okay, really, Belle, just finish up, and I'll be fine...really!"

   By now, I had most of her pubic hair shaved off, and I just had to
maneuver around her clit and labia.  I worked as gingerly as possible, but
even the slightest contact with her supercharged parts made her squirm
around and moan quietly.  I couldn't help but notice that she was quite
moist, and it wasn't because of the shaving cream.

   Finally finished, I moistened the washcloth in the basin of warm water,
and began to rinse off what remained of the shaving cream.  To my
surprise...no...shock!  She grabbed my hand with both of hers, and pushed
it down on her mound.

   "Eve?" I said, and she quickly released my hand and pushed it away.  I
was beside myself.  I didn't know what to say to her, nor how to react. 
"Are you okay?" I offered weakly, not knowing what to make of her overt
gesture.

   "Uh, yes, Belle," she said vaguely, as if she was in another world at
the moment, but fell silent.  I didn't know what else to do, so I finished
rinsing her off, and dabbed at her with a towel until she was dry.  I
wasn't sure if she had dozed off, but I figured I would find out when I
dripped the body lotion on her freshly shaved skin and began to rub it in.

   At first, she showed no emotion at all, so I decided to see just how
unresponsive she was by "innocently" grazing her clit with my fingertip. 
She moaned a little, but I was pretty sure she paid a visit to the Land of
Nod.  I thought it might be for the better, as I had to admit, I was
getting kind of tingly, and I'd never even thought of Eve in that way,
ever.

   I guess I must have applied more lotion on her than I thought, because I
was still rubbing it in several minutes later.  Eve was breathing deeply
and rhythmically as I massaged her most intimate area with the moisturizing
cream.  I don't know what made me do it, but I found myself watching as my
middle finger disappeared into her young slit.  It just went straight in,
like it had a mind of its own.

   I got no response from Eve at all.  It was kind of strange: here I was
with no prior sexual thoughts about my younger sib, and yet, my finger kept
penetrating her virginal pussy again and again.  My other hand found my own
saturated pussy, and touching my clit was like lightning striking it.

   "What are you doing, Belle?" came the alarmed voice.  My eyes were
closed, and my head was flung back, as I reveled in my own satisfaction. 
Her voice jolted me like a glass of ice water being thrown in my face.

   "Um...er...ah...Eve!  Yes!  Good!  You're okay...I mean awake!" I
fumbled and struggled for the right words, to no avail.  The fact is, I was
fingering her and fingering myself at the same time, but really, without
her permission.

   "Uh, I'm sorry, Eve.  I really shouldn't have been..." my voice trailed
off pitifully.  I didn't know what her reaction would be at this point. 
All I got was silence.  The atmosphere surrounding us was thick and full of
awkwardness.

   "Uh, Belle," she began tentatively, "you really like me?"

   Her sweet innocence burst through, diffusing what could have been a very
unpleasant situation.  I could feel tears forming in my eyes.

   "Of course, I like you, silly!" was the best I could come up with on
such short notice.  I didn't even know it before myself, but now I was
eager to acknowledge that I loved her, and that I was attracted to her. 
Suddenly, I found myself flopping down on top of her, gently taking her
face in my hands, and kissing her full on the lips.

   When I pulled back, I could see the delight in her eyes, as she
commanded my eyes to meet hers.  I couldn't look away; such was the power
her gaze had over me.  I was frozen in my pose, until I felt her hand run
up my spine, grab hold of the back of my neck and pull my head towards her
waiting lips.

   They were so hot and moist and tender.  I kissed back breathlessly, and
my lips opened without warning, as I felt her velvety tongue enter my
mouth. I'd never felt anything quite like it, as our tongues met like two
old friends finding each other after years apart.  And then, pangs of guilt
overcame me, and I pulled away from her.

   "Eve, are you...sure?" I found myself asking.  She looked away for a
moment, apparently feeling the same pangs of guilt that had just engulfed
me.  She didn't turn back around to face me for what seemed like an
eternity.

   "Belle," she began slowly, "I love you, and I will always love you.  If
what we are doing is wrong, well...I guess I'll just have to live with
that. I want you, Belle, like you have no idea."

   Holy fuck, I thought, as electricity surged through my body.  So many
thoughts, so many possibilities began to fill my head that I was overcome
with emotions.  I wrapped my arms around her and began to cry tears of joy,
tears of anticipation, call them what you want.  And then my imaginings
were shattered when I heard her voice:

   "Finger me, Belle!  Please finger my pussy!" she bellowed, "don't say
anything, just DO IT!"

   Wow, I thought, such a demanding little thing she was being.  I found
myself swooning when I heard her command, and I instinctively obeyed.  I
pushed my middle finger into her moist opening, and buried it to the hilt.

   "Oh, that's it, Belle, that feels so good!  Use two fingers now, and
fuck my cunt hard.  Oh yes, rub my clit too, oh god yes!"

   By now she was out of control, and her young raging hormones were just
flying around the room.  I frigged her as hard as I could with one hand,
and rubbed her clit in circles with the thumb on my other hand.  It only
took a couple of minutes before her hips were thrusting up off the bed and
her own fingers pinched and pulled at her nipples.

   "Fucking christ, Belle, don't stop!  I'm getting ready to ...CUM!!!  Oh
yes, oh yes, that's it, OOOOOOH!  Holy shit!  MMMMMMMM!" Oh lord, Yes...oh
my..."

   With that, she slumped back on the bed, completely spent.  I, on the
other hand, was beside myself with lust, and I couldn't keep my hand from
digging underneath my now saturated thong.  Watching my younger sibling
lying there breathing rapidly, damp with perspiration after her orgasm,
made me so horny.  I rubbed myself off before she had even opened her eyes.

   "Wow, that was so...so...intense!" Eve finally muttered, with some
effort.  I just smiled to myself.  There was a certain feeling of
excitement that coursed through my veins, as I watched my newest best
friend regain control over her emotions as well as her physical self.

   "Well, I'm glad you liked it," I responded.

   "Liked it?  Liked it??  Oh, Belle, I've never felt that way before, and
it was certainly not my first orgasm, by any means," she admitted.  "C-can
we do some...er...other things too?" She rolled onto her side and propped
her head onto her hand.  She reached over and caressed one of my breasts. I
inhaled sharply, as I wasn't prepared for her sudden advance.  My nipple
hardened immediately under her gentle touch, and all kinds of ideas popped
into my head.

   "Like what?" I asked, feigning innocence.  Eve grinned, and eyed me up
and down.  Her fingers ran seductively down my stomach until they reached
my moist opening, and I spread my legs instinctively.  She teased my clit
for only a few seconds, and the next thing I knew, she had rolled on top of
me and scooted down until her face was just above my quivering womanhood.
She gave me a quick naughty glance, and began to playfully lick my labia.

   "Oh god, Eve, oh, that feels so good," I moaned.  Encouraged, she got
more serious, and soon she was nibbling on my clit, and fully sucking my
wanton cunt like a seasoned veteran.  She came up for air, and shot two
fingers deep inside of me, giving me the same intense ride I had just done
for her.  I guess it was the excitement of a new discovery that got me so
worked up so fast, but I was climaxing in no time.

   "YES!  YES!  YES!  Oh do it Eve, just like that!  Oh fuck meeeeeee!" I
cried out uncontrollably.  I felt my body writhing and thrashing underneath
her rough treatment; her piston-like penetration of my vagina was almost
unbearable, save for the fact that I was in the throes of one of the
strongest orgasms of my life.

   I lay there unresponsive for several minutes, my chest heaving as my
lungs gasped for breath.  Eve sat quietly next to me as she patiently
waited for me to calm down and get back to normal.  When I finally opened
my eyes, she jumped to her knees and asked me if I was okay.  I nodded, but
I thought maybe I jumped the gun a little too soon, as I saw the obvious
twinkle in her eye.  Sure enough, she wasted no time: she sat directly on
top of me and straddled my face.

   "My turn now!" she announced gleefully, as she lowered her freshly
shaved pussy onto my mouth.  She was hot and wet and oh so sweet tasting. I
was amazed at her brazenness, to be honest.  I'd always known her to be the
quiet and shy type.  She was certainly beautiful, with her tall, thin
frame, her penetrating hazel eyes and gorgeous head of hair, but she mostly
chose to spend her free time alone, either reading or writing, with the
occasional video thrown in.  I'd never seen her be so direct and
straightforward, and so...bossy.  I admit I kind of liked it.  So, while
she twisted two fistfuls of my hair around her hands and ground her crotch
into my mouth, I sucked her and tongued her as hard as I could.  It didn't
take long for her begin clenching and unclenching her love muscle, and damn
near drowning me in her juices, as she road my face like a jockey on a race
horse.  Finally exhausted, she slipped off and curled up next to me.

   "Oh Belle," she finally uttered, "That was amazing!" I thought so too,
and I squeezed her tightly without saying anything.  To my surprise, she
jumped right up without warning, and headed towards the door.

   "Wait 'til you see what I found!" she yelled excitedly over her
shoulder. As I lay there, wondering what she was talking about, I heard the
toilet flush.  Now I knew what was taking her so long.  It also reminded me
that I needed to do the same thing, so off I ran to the bathroom.  Eve was
nowhere to be found, but I just concentrated on my own immediate needs.

   When I got back to my room, there was Eve, all smiles...and quite
naughty smiles they were.  Spread out on the bed were several sex toys of
varying sizes, and even a strap-on dildo.

   "Where did you get these?" I asked incredulously.

   "I found them in mom's closet.  I know, I know, but I was looking for a
pair of shoes to borrow from her, and I found all this in a shoebox," she
explained, as I frowned in disapproval.

   "I know I shouldn't have, but just look at all this stuff!" she
exclaimed, obviously proud of her illicit discovery.

   "And check this out," she went on, tossing a huge, larger-than-life
dildo towards me, "Who could take this whole thing?"

   "That wouldn't be so hard to take," I sniffed, like I knew something. 
"You just have to work up to it."

   "Are you joking, Belle?  I mean, look at it, it's so thick!"

   "It's no bigger than a fist, and you've seen fisting videos, haven't
you?" I asked her.

   Blushing and looking away momentarily, she finally answered: "Well,
yeah, but...well, I thought only trained porn stars could take an actual
fist like they do in those videos."

   "Then you will probably be surprised to know that you could take a fist
as easily as they can," I explained with some authority, as if I had some
personal experience with fisting, which I hadn't.  But I had to admit,
talking about it with Eve was making me tingly again.  I could feel the
moisture welling up between my legs, even though I had cleaned myself up in
the bathroom.

   "Let's try it then!" Eve suggested enthusiastically.  By now, I was
willing to go anywhere she wanted to go, as challenging as it might be.

   "Okay, Eve, but like I said, you have to take it slow and work your way
up to taking an actual fist," I explained.  She picked up the largest toy,
but I shook my head.

   "Let's start with the smaller ones first," I advised.  I picked up a
moderately sized pink dildo and held it to her mouth.

   "Get it wet first," I instructed, as she sunk down on my bed with her
head bobbing up and down on the toy.  I took it from her, and she spread
her legs wide.  I could hardly contain my own excitement, as I prepared to
bury the rubber toy deep into my new playmate's vagina.  As I gently pushed
it inside her pussy, I noticed there was no resistance.

   "No hymen?" I asked.

   Eve just laughed: "That's been gone for a long time now," she told me
without explanation.  I continued to slide more and more of the shaft into
her eager pussy, and she just kept sighing, her head thrust back on the
pillow, and her eyes closed.

   "Harder, Belle, fuck me harder please!" She implored, as she drew her
legs back and held them against her chest.  I had never heard her use any
kind of smutty language before, so I was surprised to hear what was coming
out of her mouth.  I secretly loved it, to be honest.  I naturally acceded
to her wishes, which I also found to be arousing, and I stroked her juicy
pussy with vigor.  She moaned her approval, but surprised me yet again:

   "Stop, Belle, and use the next size now," she said in a commanding tone.
She was so wet by now, I didn't even bother to make her suck it first.  The
black toy was formidable in size, and it took some minutes before she was
comfortably stretched enough for me to resume steadily pounding her cunt
with it like I did with the pink one.

   "That's amazing, Belle!" she stated, as she looked down to watch the
bigger toy disappear completely into her silky tunnel.  I was pretty
impressed too, as I fucked her ruthlessly, and watched her take thrust
after thrust of the big black intruder.  I was working up a good sweat,
when she told me to stop once again.  I figured she had reached her limit
by now.

   "Give me the big guy now", she ordered.  When I hesitated for just a
second, she lifted her head up and stared at me, a steely glint in her
eyes: "Just do what I tell you, Belle!"

   Whoa, I thought: maybe I've created a monster.  The young one is
shouting out orders to the older one: I didn't know quite what to make of
it, but I liked it!  I picked up the oversized toy and I was surprised how
heavy it was.  I could barely wrap my fingers around it.  It looked and
felt like it was almost real, except for the size.  I wasn't even sure if I
could take it, much less the younger one, but I didn't have time to think
about it for very long:

   "C'mon, Belle, hurry up before I shrink up inside," she urged me
impatiently.  With that, I pressed the head against her well-lubricated
opening, and rubbed it up and down her slit, until the entire shaft
glistened with her juices.  On the first try, the head barely penetrated
her willing pussy.  I heard her sort of grunt, with some discomfort showing
on her face.  But, she kept at it, and despite a frequent grimace here and
there, she managed to push against the huge toy, and the head finally
passed in and disappeared inside her.

   "Holy fuck is that thing big!" she yelped.  "Keep going Belle, keep it
up!" In reality, she was actually doing the hard work.  I just kept it
still, holding it with both hands, while she pushed and pushed, and managed
to accept that meat stick deeper and deeper into her stretched out orifice.
If I wasn't there to see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it:

   "Okay, Belle, I'm taking it now, just keep feeding it into me," she
directed.  I got up on my knees, and worked more of that wicked tool into
her young snatch, inch by inch.  She jerked her head back and forth, but
she never told me to stop.  By now, I was giving her over half of the thick
shaft, and doing it at a rapid pace.  She took it like a trouper, begging
me for more.  I was so turned on by the scene that I could feel my own legs
quivering wildly.  Pounding, pounding, pounding, I gave it to her as fast
and as deep as I could go, and she held onto her legs for dear life, with
her eyes closed and her face all contorted.  I could see her vaginal walls
begin to spasm, and she was obviously about to erupt, when she reached
between her legs and grabbed me by my wrists, stopping me from ramming her
cunt:
"I want your fist now," she stated sternly.  "Fuck me with your fist,

Belle, PLEASE!"

   I dropped the dildo, and looked around frantically.  I ran to the
bathroom and brought back some lubricating jelly, and rubbed a glob of it
on my hand, and some on Eve's well-used pussy.  She lay back, determined to
test out my theory.

   Satisfied that my hand was as slick as could be, I gingerly approached
her awaiting love passage.  I slowly entered her with two, then three
fingers, feeling all about, as she held her legs back with both hands. 
When the fourth finger penetrated her, I got such a rush, watching as my
open hand was able to penetrate her young pussy.  I worked my hand into her
gradually, but my thumb had not come into play yet.

   "Your fist, Belle, your whole fist I want, not just four fingers!" she
admonished, louder than before.  I didn't hesitate to grant her wish, or
her command, as it were.  I folded my thumb under my fingers, and managed
to slip all five of them in past her entrance.  Only my wrist was still
visible.

   "UNNGGHH!  Oh Christ!  Oh god!  Oooooooh lord!  Belle!  You did it!" she
announced in a congratulatory outburst, "now fuck me with your fist!"

   Once inside of her, it was relatively easy to make a ball of my fist and
to move my arm in and out of her juicy love canal.  I started slowly, just
to give her a chance to acclimate to such a huge intrusion into her most
personal body part.  But, it didn't take long for her to complain about the
pace:
"C'mon, Belle, you're in there, so how about fucking me like they do in
the videos?" she declared, revealing just how much she already knew about

fisting.

   I sat straight up, and I pounded her cunt as hard and as fast as I
could, leaving nothing on the table.  Eve didn't shy away from my rough
approach, nor did she protest.  She just held on dearly to her legs, and
let her exploding pussy do the talking.

   I was completely impressed that my baby sib took what she took without
apology.  She lay still for several minutes after her intense orgasm.  Her
eyes were closed, but her smile was serene and expressed pure joy.  I used
that time to go run to the bathroom.  As I washed the lube from my hands, I
definitely noticed that I was horny as hell, after servicing my beloved
Eve.

   When I returned to my room, I expected Eve to still be out cold. 
Instead, she was kneeling on the bed, adjusting the strap-on around her
waist.

   "Belle," she said matter-of-factly, "have you ever done anything...like,
um...you know?  Anal stuff?" She turned towards me with obvious mischief in
her eyes, grinning from ear to ear.