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Finally (!), its back up... my newest site for my adult page
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Available at this page; my own stories (newly edited), MW's
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_Anonymous_ (soon to be added). [plenty of space and
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"Said a lesbian lady, 'It's sad;
Of All the girls that I've had,
None gave me the thrill
Of real rapture until
I learned how to be a tribade.'"
-author unknown
The younger sister aggressively
confronts her older and much more
reserved sister.
#include "std_disclaimer.h"
All characters, and actions, are fictional and a
figment of my over-active imagination. Constructive
e-mail is welcome.
Afternoon with the Sisters
==========================
by Caesar, copyright 1996
"And she liked to lick my clit while
pushing a small four inch vibrator up my
ass!"
"No!"
Both ladies took a sip of wine, and the
elder brunette again crossed her long
silk covered legs again. The blonde
continued, "You haven't had oral sex if
you haven't felt this girls tongue
between your legs." The younger woman
enjoyed confronting her sister with
blunt sexual images, it very much
shocked the reserved woman.
The elegantly dressed brunette giggled
almost girlishly, and to stifle herself,
she took another sip of wine. "My god,
I don't believe you did that! You were
always the wild one but I never have
even thought..."
The straight haired blonde interrupted,
"What? You would not have thought that
the best sex of my life would come from
a eighteen year old lesbian?"
The sound of silk crossing as the
brunette crossed her legs, attempting to
forget the tingling in her groin. "Yes,
I guess that's it. Does this mean your
a lesbian?" She couldn't meet the
others eyes, embarrassed at having asked
the question.
Laughing suddenly, "Lord no Sheryl! I
can never get enough of my husbands
cock, its just that sex with that
teenager was different and very
satisfying."
"Was it only the one time?"
"Yes, unfortunately. I thought it would
be too dangerous since the faculty takes
a dim view of instructors that have sex
with one of their students." Sheryl
nodded affirmatively, but still felt a
little light headed at the blunt images
she had been presented. "Though I used
to have fantasies about you when we were
teenagers." The blonde covered her
embarrassment by bringing the long stem
goblet up to take another sip of the
grape.
Sheryl felt her hands trembling and
asked, "Your kidding right Becky?"
"No. Of course they were rather
juvenile fantasies, but you were my big
sister, my idol. I wanted very much to
be like you then." The blonde never
bothered to explain that those fantasies
still exist when she lay awake late at
night.
"But you never said a word?" Sheryl put
down her wine goblet, feeling a bit
lightheaded at the information she was
forced to process as well as the
alcohol.
"What was I supposed to say, `I think
about licking your cunt'?" Becky was
always had a fouler mouth than her older
sister. "Or that I used to lick my own
fingers thinking the juices came from
you?"
It was a bit too much to take all at
once, Sheryl hardly felt prepared for
her sisters blunt admission. She tried
to change the subject, "Did you ever
have sex with another woman before your
student?" Though the brunette would
rather have changed the subject
completely away from sex, it was making
her feel rather uncomfortable.
"No. I was too embarrassed."
It was Sheryl's turn to laugh, "Too
embarrassed? You!" The younger of the
two was always the wilder of the
sisters. Constantly having new
boyfriends, staying out to all hours, in
trouble in school. Let alone the rumors
at her sexual conquests with her
numerous boyfriends and even with groups
of men.
"Yes, embarrassed." Becky became
indignant, "That I would have rather
been spreading my legs for you than for
that jerk thirty-second-Bob!" Bob had
been her boyfriend for a quarter of her
senior year.
"Thirty-second...", Sheryl laughed into
her hand. It was the first she heard
the nickname of her sisters old
boyfriend.
After the elder sister finished
giggling, the room became unnaturally
quiet. Becky finished her third glass
of wine while Sheryl simply looked down
at the carpet. Outside a bird fluttered
near the window causing the only sound,
other than the gears of a antique clock,
in the room.
Again, Sheryl crossed her legs, the
sound of the silk almost thunderous as
it echoed about the high walled room.
Becky could not help herself and stared
again at the black silk covered lower
limbs of her older sister. A look that
the elder woman did not miss.
"Did you tell Darren?" Becky's husband.
The blonde nodded negatively, she hadn't
told anyone until her sister heard her
admissions. "I'm not the crazy younger
sister you thought Sheryl."
"Evidently!" Though Sheryl would have
admitted that her younger sister had
stabilized very much since marrying her
millwright husband.
"I did a lot of those crazy things just
to see if you would notice me." Becky
scratched her two centimeter nails along
the thigh of her tight jeans, the sound
again loud in the large living room.
"You didn't have to do that." Sheryl
suddenly felt empathetic towards her
younger sister. Always the wild one,
that rarely left anything alone. What
could she say, "Why did you come here
today Becky?"
The two had become distant friends after
the loud shouts and tempers of
adolescence. Yet, other than holidays,
the two siblings hadn't seen each other
outside of family functions for several
years. Sheryl's husband, a partner in a
successful law firm, didn't much care
for his wife's family. Though he was on
a trip to the capital, and wasn't due
back for several weeks, Sheryl wondered,
for the first time, if her sisters
surprise visit was merely coincidence.
For a long while Becky simply sat
scratching her thighs and licking her
lips. When he finally spoke, she looked
directly up into Sheryl's blue eyes and
whispered, "I want to make love to you."
Sheryl thought she had misheard
something, and snapped, "What?"
"After I had my first affair with a
woman, I suddenly knew what I had
desired all those years ago." Becky was
thirty two years old, and her sister
three years older than her. "I wanted
to come here and see if it was possible
to enjoy a fantasy that I have had for
almost twenty years." She had stopped
breathing, watching for her sisters
reaction.
It was too much for the dignified woman,
"This is some type of joke right Becky?"
"No, its not. I want to make love to
you and let you know just how much I
have always desired you."
Sheryl uncrossed her legs, noticing her
sisters quick glance down as she pressed
her own knees together. No one in her
life, not even her husband, had
expressed such a thing to her. Surely
she was pretty, though she thought a bit
on the thin side, her younger sister
having got all the sexy curves of the
two. The elder woman knew she had to
stop her sisters perversion, as she
thought of it, as quickly as possible.
Before she could speak up Becky suddenly
stood. "The house is empty until your
son gets home tomorrow from his band
trip, so we won't be interrupted. I'll
be upstairs in your bedroom Sheryl." It
was the irritating personality that
always plagued the older woman, but she
couldn't say a word as she watched her
sisters shapely ass sway as she exited
the room. Becky had come to a decision
about her life and she was going to get
her own way unless her sister found
could tell her that she just wasn't
interested in a incestuous relationship
with any woman let alone her own younger
sister. This intrusion into her private
life was unacceptable, Sheryl was
nervous simply with her sister being in
her house let alone upstairs in her
private room.
The grandfather clock was the only noise
in the large house, and the longer she
sat the harder Sheryl's heart began to
pump. When finally the tall woman
stood, smoothing out her skirt, and
turned her embarrassment and nervousness
into another emotion - anger. An
emotion the elder sister understand, at
least when it came to confronting her
own sister. As it was when they were
teens, it was often the best way to
handle her sister. She told herself,
the only reason she was going up the
stairs, to her own room, was to confront
her sister and possibly throw her out of
her house until she had time to cool
down.
Sheryl's three inch black heels foretold
of her arrive as she aggressively
approached her own bedroom. Finding the
door wide and the bed pulled down, she
didn't find her sister as she predicted.
It was obvious Becky had been here,
closing the shades and lighting a
candle, but there was no sign of the
obsessed woman. Sheryl stalked through
the doorway of the master bedroom and
stood staring at the newly turned down
bed, anger clouding her senses.
Hands encircled her body, trapping her
arms against her sides. Becky pressed
her body behind her sisters. The full
lips of the younger woman quickly coming
into contact with the sensitive skin of
her sisters neck. Sheryl hadn't time to
defend herself and simply gasped out in
surprise at her sisters boldness.
The embrace only lasted a few seconds
until Sheryl pulled out from her sisters
arms. Becky stood back and allowed her
sister to view her. So unlike the woman
who sat downstairs, the younger woman
was not wearing an inch of clothing, her
full natural beauty revealed solely for
her sister.
It was the first time Sheryl had seen
her sister naked since their teens, when
Becky often walked around nude or nearly
so with her sister in attendance, and
felt jealous at the younger woman's
still firm and toned body. Her long
blonde hair, untied, hung almost to her
round hips. While the white skin about
her breasts and crotch told of the hours
under the sun in a very skimpy bikini,
leaving the remainder of her body a dark
bronze colour.
Sheryl had not been so lucky with time.
Her slim, pale white almost boyish,
frame was starting to wrinkle sag and
otherwise become rather soft in areas.
Looking directly at her sisters mature
still strong body was not like looking
into the mirror. A part of her wondered
why Becky was even attracted to her,
since she was definitely not beautiful.
Perhaps she could be considered
striking, as long as she was dressed for
cocktails and not in sexy lingerie.
Sheryl realized she also felt jealousy
at the teenager whom had enjoyed her
sisters sexy body.
Becky walked slowly over to the bed and
crawled up into the middle of it.
Sheryl stood stunned as her sister
dropped her shoulders down and spread
her knees apart. This presented a very
graphic view of her own sisters nearly
hairless vagina and ass hole. A part of
her said run, but she only stood
watching as her sister reached beneath
herself and the fingers began to
manipulate the glistening folds of her
vagina.
It was easily apparent that Becky was
excited, the general area about her
crotch and even her fingers quickly
became coated with a shiny thick liquid,
evidence of her sisters physical
excitement. As the seconds turned into
minutes, Sheryl realized her sister was
getting very excited, her body humping
upon her own exploring fingers and her
voice echoing that enjoyment. A river
of female juice flowed from the sexy
blonde pussy. It slide down her spread
tanned thighs, it covered the fingers,
and collected into drops upon the kinky
coarse blonde hair. The elder sister
realized her gaze was almost hypnotic,
and she could help that her mouth was
practically watering. Two fingers
pumped in and out of the inviting hole
in time to the sexual rocking of her
sisters body was enough to cause shivers
to run randomly through her thin body..
Becky started to moan into the bed, her
face turned slightly to the side and her
older sister could hear every word. "Oh
Sheryl! God, I love you. Eat me,
yes... eat me!" At first the brunette
thought the words were for her ears, but
soon realized Becky was lost in her own
erotic mental fantasies.
The scream surprised the quivering
standing woman, as her sister let out a
wail of pleasure and excitement. This
revealed the initial stage of the large
orgasm Becky started to endure. From
half a dozen feet away, Sheryl could see
the contortions that her sisters muscles
underwent. She could see the grasping
muscles of her sex as well as the claws
her fingers turned into. It was the
first time Sheryl had ever witnessed a
woman's orgasm, even her own were so
rare that it had been years since she
had even heard or smelt the pleasure
echoing through the large room.
When Becky finally collapsed, Sheryl
realized she had been holding her breath
and let it out in a gasp. It was the
most erotic most blatantly sexual sight
she had ever witnessed. She also
realized her own body was sweaty and
quivering uncontrollably.
Her younger sister dropped flat onto the
bed, her legs still spread and her body
undergoing random spasms. Sheryl took
the few steps that brought her to the
edge of her own king sized bed, merely a
foot from her sisters torso. It was
like another woman controlled her
actions, at least that is how she would
later feel about this moment. Perhaps
it was simply inquisitiveness that
reached out her bejeweled hand and
fingers towards that sweaty naked
female.
The difference between the two female
bodies had always been curves. Becky
had them, Sheryl did not. Since they
had both developed into woman, those
curves had nagged at Sheryl's
consciousness and she attempted to
ignore her own jealously towards
whatever power that chose the bodies
they now owned. So, the first place
that reaching quivering hand touched was
the round curve of Becky's sexy ass.
When she felt her palm touch the hot
smooth wet skin, Sheryl jerked her hand
back as if the skin had burned her. She
may have anticipated something stronger,
some reaction from her sister or maybe
some internal climax to her own sexual
hang-ups. Yet, nothing happened, she
had simply touched another woman's skin.
Again the palm laid upon the whiteness
of the bikini line, but didn't pull back
the this time. Sheryl watched her hand
with a strange remoteness, as if she was
watching a television. For several
seconds that thin long fingered hand
simply lay upon the white skin before
she moved her fingers inward, gasping
the round firm bottom.
That was when she felt the first emotion
towards what her sister had initiated,
it was desire. Though she very much
covered it up, mostly from herself.
Becky lay silent, her head facing the
opposite direction, as she felt the hand
moved about her bottom. It grasped her
firmly before moving to another spot and
again grasp. She hadn't moved or even
acknowledged the touches, afraid that
her sister would go back into her mental
hole and retreat from this encounter.
The younger sister was determined to
show her sister just how much she was
loved, and how desperately she was
desired. Becky was already amazed at
how far she had gotten, surprised and
pleased that Sheryl had not stormed out
of the room but stayed to watch as a
voyeur to Becky's self pleasure. It had
been for Sheryl, that she masturbated.
The intense reaction she enjoyed was
because her older sister had been
watching.
Another hand was placed on the opposite
cheek and started to manipulate that
globe. Sheryl watched, her teeth biting
painfully into her bottom lip, as her
hands freely amused themselves with the
round firm globes of another woman.
They felt the familiar but alien skin
and the older sister wanted more.
Becky felt the hands part her bottom and
tried not to moan in pleasure. Sheryl's
own hot breath touched her damp skin,
giving the naked woman a cool chill that
ran up her spin. Her older sister was
bending over looking between the crack
of her ass. It was kinky, it was
erotic, and Becky thought it was better
than any of her adolescent fantasies of
her sister that she ever imagined.
Sheryl started to wonder if her sister
was unconscious, if the orgasm had been
so large that she had been knocked
senseless for several minutes. It
seemed inconceivable that such a thing
could happen, since she had not enjoyed
such a tense moment, yet from the
violence of the spasms during her
sisters climax thought it was pausible.
It added a new kinder element to her
touches and she found her own sex
responding appropriately.
The breath stopped, and Becky was about
to groan loudly for the loss of that
simple pleasure, until she felt the
lips.
Again she kissed that naked white skin,
just on the underside of Becky's
buttocks. Sheryl felt hot with her own
fiery emotions, new conflicting
emotions, that caused her to press her
red lipstick covered lips again to the
skin of her own sister. Then Becky
groaned, very loudly and from deep
within her body. Sheryl froze,
realizing her sister had not been
unconscious but lay allowing the sinful
touches of her big sister.
Sheryl stood quickly and removed her
hands from her sister. That part of
her, that dignified and reserved woman
inside her returned.
"Sheryl?"
Again in the doorway, her back to her
own room, the elder sister answered,
"Yes." She had stopped at the sound of
the blonde sister's voice, her intention
was to leave this house as quick as
possible.
"Don't leave. Please."
It took several seconds before Sheryl
answered, "I'm sorry Becky, I must."
Still she couldn't take another step, a
part of her wanted very much to stay, to
enjoy the relationship her own sister
attempted to seduce her with.
Then the arms again encircled her and
the lips kissed the smooth skin of her
neck. Sheryl's reserve couldn't hold
out against her own fiery passions and
she felt Becky's hands turn her about.
The two mouths met in a open lipped
passionate kiss that held little but
desire and love. Sheryl groaned as
Becky's tongue speared slowly past both
sets of lips and the naked body pressed
firmly against her own clothed one.
Soon her own tongue explored and foiled
with her sisters, while her hands
returned to that round firm bottom to
clench at it positively.
Sheryl's younger sister had other ideas,
she reached around and took one of those
thin hands and slide the hand down
between them until it rested above her
love nest. The younger woman knew she
had only one chance to seduce her
sister, to engulf her with passion so
deep that she would not ever want to
leave. To do that, Becky maneuvered the
hand until she felt the finger slide up
into herself. It was but the first
step, Sheryl's reaction would be the
second.
It startled Sheryl when she realized
where her middle finger currently was.
It was as deep as it would go inside
Becky's hot wet vagina. Her younger
sister began to wiggle her hips and
groan into her sisters mouth while also
moving her torso up and down against her
sister. The finger moved in and out of
her body and Sheryl was amazed at the
strange feeling of another woman.
Having only touched herself like that so
rarely, it was a very foreign touch.
Becky pulled her mouth from her sister
and grasped her in a huge hug, pressing
her lips near Sheryl's ear. She gasped
out in pleasure as she whispered, "It
feels wonderful Sheryl! God, I want to
make you feel this good." It was enough
to urge the older woman on and she began
to move the digit firmly in and out of
the clenching orifice.
"Use another finger sis. God I love
you!"
Sheryl did, with her eyes closed trying
to picture what it must look like. What
her sisters vagina would look like with
two of her fingers pretending to be a
cock and attempted to fuck her. The
older woman realized she was enjoying
herself, that she wanted to continue to
finger fuck her own sister. She also
realized the energetic movements of her
sisters naked body against her own felt
very good and she wanted more.
Again Becky surprised and took the
initiative from her sister, she reached
back to the single remaining hand and
moved in inwards. Sheryl felt her other
hand being manipulated and could not
wait to see what her sexy sister had in
mind. She did not have long to wait, as
Sheryl's index finger pressed against
the tiny hard muscle of Becky's anus.
"Put a finger in my ass Sheryl! I'll do
anything for you sis. Just fuck me in
both holes."
The elder woman remembered her sister's
words when they had been seated
pleasantly in the living room, how the
teenage lesbian put a vibrator up her
ass while licking her. For the first
time she knew she was doing something
her sister had not shared with that
young lesbian and she asked, "Did that
slut do this to you Becky?" She
purposely shoved the three fingers
firmly into her sisters body to
reinforce her question.
"No... she never fingered me. God, just
fuck me senseless sis!"
Becky was very excited, but she was also
hamming up her responses to what her
sister was doing to her. It was indeed
very exciting that she finally had her
fantasy companion with three fingers in
her body. Yet, the woman also knew that
it she wanted to seduce her sister and
ensure that the relationship lasted
longer than one hand job. So, she
assumed that her sister would enjoy
herself more if she saw just how much
her actions were effective in producing
excitement.
"God your such a slut Becky."
The younger woman was humping herself
against her sisters still covered body,
"Fuck yes. I'm your slut sis!" Becky
was grinding, and withering her body
about when finally she gasped, "I can't
take it any longer." Then she began to
lower herself before Sheryl.
When the three fingers were forced to
pull from the wet slippery holes between
Becky's legs, Sheryl realized what her
sister was doing. "No Becky." She
reached for the younger woman's arms, to
pull her back up, but Becky simply
ignored her.
A hand lifted the front of her skirt and
her sisters head disappeared beneath it.
Just when her fear was about to cause
her to run, Sheryl felt lips kissing her
panty covered pussy and suddenly her
knees wanted to give out. She groaned
out the years of frustration as her
hands held the head before her. "Oh
god!"
The clothing covering the one spot Becky
had always fantasized about, was
saturated with Sheryl's spend. She
wanted to suck the juices from the panty
but forced herself to go slow by simply
placing tender kisses upon that
sensitive mound. It was enough to get a
taste of her sisters sex, and she was
thrilled beyond words. Becky had to
have more.
Hands fumbled with the clasps holding
the stockings up, and Sheryl knew what
was coming. She knew she had to stop
her sister, yet a part of her needed
this. It had been years, since her
initial discovery of her own body as a
teenager, since she felt so excited and
free.
Fingers hooked themselves into either
side of her tight panty and worked their
way down. Sheryl placed her hands over
her own eyes as her sister helped her
step out of her undergarment. She never
resisted or helped when her sister
pushed her skirt up to the hips,
exposing her naked loins.
Though she hide her eyes, Sheryl felt
the gentle hands turn her about and then
guided her to sit down on the edge of
the bed. Becky kissed her sisters brow
before pressing her until her back was
upon the soft sheet. Nothing was said,
nor was there anything to say. Becky
knelt before her sister and placed a
hand upon each silk covered knee.
Becky felt dizzy with expectation and
excitement. This was too much, her
sister had been far more complacent than
she would ever have ever guessed or
hoped. Now was the last part of this
episode, as she thought of it. If her
sister enjoyed what she was about to do
to her, then Becky knew it would not be
the end.
Sheryl groaned into her palms as the
hands gently pried apart her knees until
they were almost parallel. There was no
waiting, or time to reconsider getting
up to leave when a tongue slide all the
way from the edge of her ass hole to the
top of her clitoris. She could not do
anything but groan and arch her back in
pleasure. It was not the first tongue
to sample that region, but it was the
first in years. She noticed the scent
upon the fingers of the hand that had
been between Becky's thighs, and felt an
urge to taste them. She did, both
hands lowered and she opened her mouth
and slid a finger from each hand into
her mouth.
Becky watched her sister and knew what
she as doing, it thrilled her. She took
another lick, watching to see which
touches her sister enjoyed the most.
The younger woman wasn't about to stop
until her sister had her first orgasm
by another woman.
The older woman started to arch her back
and press her pelvis out to meet the
tongue that seduced her. It was the
most fabulous feeling in her life, and
had never realized how much she had been
missing by not enjoying this part of her
sexuality to the fullest. The teenage
years, when they shared the same house
and their bodies had been young and
beautiful - if only that had tried this
then, Sheryl mentally gasped. Becky
moved over her sex with almost perverted
knowledge of every sensitive spot. Gone
were the scared and nervous feelings or
even the apprehension of being labeled
with words like "incest" or "lesbian".
Nothing mattered but the next lick, that
accelerated her excitement, and her
enjoyment.
Hands grabbed at the head to try and
hold it there, but two strong hands came
up and moved Sheryl's paws to the back
of her knees. She never even realized
what she was doing as she lifted her
legs, using her hands to hold her knees
by her breasts. She did realize the
tongue was now licking at more sensitive
areas, randomly spearing into the hungry
vagina and teasing the puckered ass
hole.
She looked positively sexy and Becky
could not take her eyes from her older
sister. Sheryl was holding back her
legs exposing her midriff region and
allowing easier access to the talented
tongue. Her sister still wore her black
stockings, which ended mid-thigh, and
the black heels. The long slim legs
looked wonderful and she ran her hands
up and down the length of them.
Becky worshipped at the sex of her
sister. She could have made oral sex
with her for hours. Her own heel was
beneath her kneeling form and was
pressed into her sex, giving herself
something to grind her body upon as she
made love to the wet cunt before her.
Sheryl squealed and her body suddenly
tightened, her vaginal muscles clasped
at her sisters tongue, as the beginning
stages of orgasm began. Her legs
suddenly straightened out pointed up
into the air as her sister, Becky, moved
her tongue up to the oversensitive
clitoris and earnestly worked upon it.
That was it. Sheryl orgasmed beneath
that unrelenting but pleasurable tongue.
Her body thrashed about and her hands
clawed at her hair, while her legs
rotated in the air above her sisters
head. The sounds of her pleasure were
loud as she squealed and then groaned,
then finally gasped incoherent words.
The orgasm was huge, possibly her
largest and most certainly her most
satisfying. Her mind went into a
pleasurable daze an she lay almost
comatose upon the edge of her bed.
Sheryl was only barely conscious of
hands gently pulling off the remainder
of her clothing, while leaving the
stocking. She did realize she was
rolled over upon her stomach and helped
up onto the middle of the bed. Though
it took a few seconds of recognition to
realize the tongue that was teasing her
raised bottom. In her stupor she simply
groaned and arched her bum outwards,
wanting to feel more of the pleasurable
touches that had given her so much
enjoyment.
It was Becky, of course, and Sheryl took
a few seconds to come to that
conclusion. Her younger sister had her
rear cheeks pulled widely apart and had
her tongue pressed two centimeters into
Sheryl's rectum. The tongue went slow
and gentle, but simply and firmly
pressed forward pass the thick anal
ring.
It disgusted and embarrassed the older
sister, but she arched her back giving
Becky easier access to that part of her
anatomy. It seemed to her, that her
mind and body were working against each
other. One wanted to keep propriety and
be reserved. While the other seeked out
pleasure and orgasm, which it had been
lacking for many years. The pleasure
was winning, and her body wanted more.
The tongue began to move in and out of
the relaxed hole, simulating a small
cock as it orally fucked the virgin
entrance. Sheryl gasped out, "God
Becky!" She had wanted to tell her
sister to stop, but was surprised when
the words didn't come out. Then she
felt the tip of a finger feel around the
entrance of her vagina and she realized
what was going to happen to her body.
She was going to get a finger fuck just
as she had given Becky.
The entrance was very wet and allowed
easy access to the digit, Becky slide
her index finger all the way into her
sister. Sheryl gasped in surprised
pleasure, not realizing how good that
single finger felt inside her sensitive
folds. The tongue and the imitation
phallus began to work unison as they
fucked both of her holes simultaneously.
It took surprisingly little time before
Sheryl again orgasmed. It wasn't near
as large as the last, but almost as
pleasurable. It had the same nasty
aspects that plagued the older sisters
mind but they were more easily overcome.
In fact, as the orgasmic high started to
descend she felt rather good. She had
just orgasmed with her own sisters
tongue in her ass, and that no longer
bothered her, in fact it rather excited
her senses.
Those familiar hands gently rotated her
body and them moved her limbs out so she
lay completely spread. Sheryl was not
as brain dead as the first orgasm and
simply lay with eyes closed trusting in
her younger sister to give her more
pleasure.
The sexy shapely body moved between the
spread thighs and lowered itself upon
the tall thin woman. Beck pressed her
very excited sex to the now familiar
mound below her. She held her sisters
body and moved her mouth next to
Sheryl's ear. "I love you sis."
Sheryl smiled and replied with a
whisper, "I love you sis." She also
came to the realization that she did
indeed love her sister perhaps more than
siblings should enjoy. She wrapped her
arms about her sister and giggled when
she felt he friction upon her clitoris.
Becky began to suck upon Sheryl's
earlobe even while her hips began to
rotate, continuing the delicious
friction of the two hot sex mounds.
This was how she often fantasized Sheryl
and her would have sex, in this
masculine position with their two hairy
mounds pressed together. For years,
when her sister sat across from her at
the dinner table, she imagined her
sisters face as it was now - sweaty,
tired and smiling. That look of a
sexually content woman who had just felt
the pleasures of an orgasm was very
exciting to Becky. Mostly because it
was her sisters face that revealed that
look, and she looked that way because of
the pleasure she had just delivered to
her.
The elder sister began to slide back
into sexual bliss, as she wrapped her
long silk clad legs around her sisters
thin waist and began to pump upwards.
The tender moment was quickly turning
into a passionate bump and grind, as the
two ladies strived for a orgasm.
The sweaty hot salty skin clung together
as hands, lips, and tongues, slid about
it. The orgasm, another small one for
Sheryl but a larger fantasy enduced one
for Becky, was not long in coming.
When it was over, Becky lay panting with
exhaustion upon her sister. Sheryl
kissed the sweaty brow next to her head
and whispered into her younger sister's
ear, "Relax sis, sleep if you want."
The younger woman held the thin body in
a fierce possessive hug. "I'm not going
anywhere!" The hand squeezed the round
firm buttock confirmed her words.
Becky suddenly relaxed, knowing that her
fantasy had just become reality.
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Caesar
<http://www.bigrock.com/~caesar/>