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WARNING: This story is a work of fiction that contains descriptions of 
explicit sexual acts between females.  If this type of content offends 
you, or you are under the age of 18, do not read it.

GIRLS LOVING GIRLS Part 1 by Candy Kane

"Karen, I'm going for a hot shower," Brenda said as the movie ended.  
"Want to join me?"  She got up from the couch and stretched her arms 
over her head; her breasts pushed her T-shirt out as it rode up exposing 
her bare navel and tiny bikini panties.  It was Saturday and our parents 
were away for the weekend.  My seventeen-year-old sister and I (I'm 
sixteen) had decided to spend the evening at home watching TV.  The main 
reason: neither one of us had a date.

"Sounds inviting," I said.  "You get started while I clean up."  I 
watched her head up the stairs, her long legs were tanned and slim, her 
bare feet padded on the carpet.  Then I picked up the empty popcorn 
bowls and soda glasses and went to the kitchen.  The movie we rented was 
very sexy with lots of nudity.  Brenda and I had been lying on each end 
of our large living room couch.  My hand had slipped down between my 
legs a few times during the really hot scenes, and I could tell from 
Brenda's squirming that she was enjoying herself too.  By the end of the 
movie, I was definitely turned on and very wet.  I knew from Brenda's 
suggestion that she was just as horny as I was.

Taking a shower together was not unusual; we loved being naked and 
touching.  When we were younger, it was innocent, sisterly stuff: 
inquisitive fingers exploring under a nightie or a bathing suit.  But as 
teenagers, there were times when it went a lot further.  Like the first 
time Brenda made out with a boy.  She raced home to tell me.  I wanted 
to know how it felt so she showed me.  From then on, we would practice 
our kissing techniques on each other before we went out on a date.  
Sometimes I wondered which I liked more, making out with my sister or my 
boyfriends.

We shared a large bedroom with two beds, but in the winter we often 
slept together.  Many nights, we would snuggle up to get warm and our 
hands would wander, caress, and search.  It was so erotic to fall asleep 
with our bodies entwined and my hand between Brenda's legs or hers on my 
breast.  One night, I woke up to feel her finder in me.  She must have 
been having a very wet dream; she was fingering me in her sleep.  I 
thought it was so adorable and returned the favor, awakening her from 
her slumber with a warm, wet orgasm.

The memory sent a tingle down between my legs as I finished cleaning up 
the kitchen and headed up stairs to our parent's huge bathroom.  It had 
a whirlpool and double-headed shower.  I could see Brenda through the 
steamy glass shower doors.  She had her head tilted back letting the hot 
water wash over her face.  Her small breasts pointed straight out.  As 
she turned around, I could see the V-shaped patch of fur over her crotch 
that pointed like an arrow to her slit.  I had trimmed it for her only a 
few days before and called it my "get to the point" design.

I pulled my T-shirt over my head and pushed my panties down my legs.  
The crotch was still wet from playing with myself while watching the 
sexy movie.  Sliding the glass door open, I stepped inside as the steam 
rushed up and surrounded me.

"We need a wash cloth," I said and turned to go get one.

"Wait, Karen."  Brenda held my arm.  "Just your hands."

"You're such a bad girl," I said as she pulled me into the two streams 
of water.

Brenda handed me a bar of soap and turned to face the marble wall.  "Do 
my back."

I lathered up my hands and rubbed them in big circles over her back 
starting at her shoulders and working my way down.  Brenda leaned 
forward placing her hands on the wall; her head faced down between her 
arms as the hot water sprayed over her.  I increased my circles to 
include her ribs and hips, letting my hands reach around to sweep over 
her breasts.  Every second or third time, I would stop on her nipples 
and give them extra attention; they hardened at my touch.  I ran my 
hands along her arms stopping to gently rub her underarms.  My sister 
was very sensitive there and had told me that when I kissed or caressed 
her underarms, it sent sparks shooting down between her legs.  I hoped 
it was working now.

>From there, I lathered up the soap again and worked my way down to her 
bottom.  And what a thing of beauty: tight and perfectly shaped.  
Brenda's clothes clung so nicely to it; I know because I watched it just 
as much as everyone else did when she walked down the hall at school.

Brenda and I loved to play little sex games when we were in public.  
Like at school, we would go into a stall in the bathroom and finger each 
other.  Then we would switch panties.  During the next class, I would 
push the wet crotch of her panties into me.  What a turn-on it was to 
smell her pussy on my fingers and know her sticky girl-cum was inside me 
mixing with mine.

We were always seeing how much we could get away with.  Once in a 
crowded elevator on our way up to our father's office, I was squeezed in 
close behind Brenda.  Without anyone knowing, she reached behind and 
slipped her hand under my mini-skirt.  By the time I realized what she 
was doing, her finger was around the edge of my panties and into my 
pussy.  I was so flushed I almost fainted.  As the doors opened and we 
stepped out, she licked her finger.  "My favorite flavor," she said with 
a wink.  I was destroyed for the rest of the afternoon.

But I always got her back.  Like the time our family sat at the table 
eating dinner and our mother was discussing some important school event 
with Brenda.  I sat across from my sister, and while she tried to talk, 
I slipped my bare foot up between her legs and rubbed her crotch with my 
big toe.  Paybacks are hell, I thought, as I watched her squirm.

As the hot water created a cloud of steam that wrapped itself around us, 
I leaned forward and kissed Brenda's back.  Then I lathered up again and 
rubbing her beautiful bottom.  Running my slippery hand up and down her 
crack, I could tell she was getting aroused.  Her breathing deepened and 
she spread her legs.

"Get it really clean," Brenda said, smiling over her shoulder.

"Expecting company?" I asked.

"Only that nasty little tongue of yours."

"My, aren't we horny tonight."  I squatted down and ran my soapy hands 
along her legs enjoying the feel of her soft inner thighs.  While I 
stroked them, my eyes never left that gorgeous ass right in front of my 
face, particularly her puckered little hole.  It looked like a small 
flower and I remembered the first time I saw it up close.  We were in 
bed one night exploring each other's bodies using only the glow of a 
flashlight.  Brenda lay on her stomach and stuck her bottom up.  She 
reached back and spread her cheeks so I could see her hole asking me 
what it looked like.  I told her I thought it was the most beautiful 
thing in the world, next to her pussy of course.  That night we 
discovered just what a turn-on it was smelling and licking each other's 
bottoms.

I continued washing Brenda's legs working my way up until I was stroking 
her pussy from behind.  She moaned at my touch.  Then I took my 
thumbnail and softly scratched her anus causing an immediate contraction 
of her cheeks.  I pushed the tip of my thumb against her ass hole and 
let it gently slide in about the depth of my nail.  Brenda responded by 
pushing back trying to force it in further.  With my thumb inside her, I 
stood up and let my hips press up against her ass.  Spreading my legs 
slightly, I brought my pussy against the back of my hand and started a 
slow pumping rhythm as my thumb slid in and out of her while I massaged 
her cunt.

Next, I leaned over so my breasts could lie against her back.  I reached 
my other hand around and cupped her left breast, taking her swollen 
nipple between my fingers and giving it a firm squeeze.  I pushed my 
pussy against my hand forcing my thumb up inside her rectum as far as it 
would go.

"God, that feels so good," she managed to say as she met my thrusts.  
"Just the right size."  Her words were slurred as her breathing 
quickened, her body trembled, her stomach sucked in and out.  I know my 
sister well; she was going to come fast and hard.  I loved the feel of 
my cunt pressing against my hand, but right then I was thinking only of 
her; all I wanted was to make her come.

God, if I only had a dick.

She climaxed with a shudder, gritting her teeth and jerking her head up 
and back.  She made a low moaning sound as she closed her eyes, the 
steaming water washing over us.  I slowed my thrusts and tried to 
support Brenda to keep her from sinking to the floor, her legs shaking, 
her body limp.  Slowly she recovered and caught her breath.  As I took 
my thumb out of her, I gave her pussy a few loving strokes and covered 
her back and neck with kisses.  She straightened and turned around, her 
eyes glazed over with sex.

Brenda wrapped her arms around my neck and locked her mouth on mine, her 
tongue shot out in a hot, wet kiss.  It was not a sisterly peck but a 
full-blown "fuck me" kiss.  Our breasts pressed together wet and 
slippery, soft and wonderful.  We shifted slightly so our pussies could 
grind against each other's thighs.  

Finally, we broke the embrace and I took Brenda by the hand.  "Let's dry 
off and go to bed," I said.

"Is that a proposition?" she asked with a giggle.

"Let's just say I heard you were an easy lay."

She kissed me again while she slid her hand down my stomach to my pussy, 
her middle finger resting between my folds.  Then she whispered into my 
ear, "We're wasting time talking when we could be fucking."

Shutting off the water, we opened the glass doors and stepped out.  
Brenda grabbed two large towels and we dried each other off.  I was so 
turned on I wanted to pull her down on the floor and eat her right 
there.  But before I could, Brenda threw her towel over my head.

"So you think I'm an easy lay, do you?  Well, little sister, if you want 
to fuck me, you've got to catch me first."

With that, she ran out the door and down the hall.  Tossing the towel 
aside, I raced after her, thoroughly enjoying her girlish laughter and 
the sight of her bouncing ass and long legs as she disappeared around a 
corner.

Down the stairs we ran, two naked girls chasing each other like dogs in 
heat.  The sight would have given any boy an instant hard-on and any 
girl a wet crotch.  We raced around, me catching her only to have Brenda 
slip out of my grasp and sprint to the next room.  Finally, she ran back 
up the stairs, heading for our parent's room and their king size bed.  
Brenda yanked the covers off and threw them to the side.  Then she 
scrambled onto the bed and positioned herself with her back to the 
headboard.  I rushed in and stopped a few feet away to catch my breath.

"Is there something you wanted, young lady?" she said nonchalant as if 
she had just noticed me for the first time.

I squatted down with my arms resting on my knees.  Then I slowly ran my 
hands along the inside of my thighs until they were at my crotch.  
Brenda kept her gaze locked on the spot between my legs as I spread 
myself open.  I was so wet that when the cool air hit my hole, it gave 
me a rush.

We liked to use our parent's big bed when they were out of town on 
business trips.  We would fill the room with the scent of our lovemaking 
and I often wondered if mom and dad could smell all the girl-cum that 
had dried on their sheets.  

I gave out a little growl and went down on my hands and knees, my cunt 
throbbing, ready to be eaten.  I slowly crawling toward the bed and at 
the edge I growled again and climbed up the side until I was poised like 
a cat on the far corner.

"Is the lioness hungry?" Brenda asked.

I growled again, deep and sexy.

Brenda brought her knees up and spread her legs apart.  Then she reached 
down with her fingertips and opened herself.  I could see drops of 
moisture on her short fur, the inside of her hole glistened.  "Here's 
your dinner, pussycat, hot and pink, just like you like it."

I crawled forward until I was directly over her crotch.  Her scent 
filled my nostrils.  I was so turned on, my body shook, my eyes blurred.  
I bent down and kissed her pussy with the same passion I would have 
kissed her mouth.  Then I lowered myself onto the bed, the cool sheets 
felt wonderful on my naked body that was still sweaty from our chase.  
As Brenda wrapped her long legs around my head, I buried my face and 
devoured her like a hungry animal; licking, sucking and drinking in all 
the love juice that flowed out of her.

I reached up, took her nipples between my fingertips, and squeezed them 
as I licked her.  She moved her hips in unison to my thrusts and her 
soft purring quickly turned to moans as her body built to a climax.  
Brenda ran her fingers through my hair, pushing on my head to force my 
tongue deeper.  Finally she stiffened and squeezed me tight with her 
legs as the orgasm rocked her.  I slowed and opened my eyes, looking up 
at her.  It was the most beautiful sight I could imagine as I watched 
her drift in and out of the blissful haze.

"Come here, sweet baby," she said, holding her arms open.  I crawled up 
her body licking and kissing as much of her along the way as I could.  
When our lips were inches apart, she wrapped her arms around my neck and 
we kissed, trying to eat each other with our hot mouths.  My lips and 
cheeks were covered with her cum and she seemed to relish licking it all 
off.

"I love making you come," I said between kisses.

"Really, I hadn't noticed."

We both giggled as we continued planting kisses all over our faces.

"You've been doing all the work," Brenda said when we finally stopped to 
catch our breath.  "Now its my turn."

"Heads or tails?" I asked.

"Tails, of course," she replied and scooted out from under me.

Still on my stomach, I waited until she positioned herself behind me 
before I pulled my knees in and stuck my ass up.  I could feel her warm 
breath as she sniffed me like a puppy.  Then she ran her tongue up and 
down my crack using the tip to tease my ass hole before moving down to 
lick my pussy.

"You smell so good," she said between licks.

"Good enough to eat?" I asked with a wiggle.

Her answer was a loud moan as she pressed her face into me and devoured 
my pussy.

Brenda knew how much I loved being eaten from behind and electricity 
shot through me when her tongue went in my pussy and her nose pushed on 
my anus.  I reached back to spread my cheeks and she rubbed my legs and 
ass, her experienced tongue doing exactly what I liked.  "Oh, you nasty 
girl!" I said through clenched teeth.

Suddenly the phone ran.

"Shit!" Brenda said looking up. "Don't they know we're busy?"

Slowly I swung around out of breath, my chest heaving.  "It could be mom 
or dad.  We've got to answer it."  I took her face in my hands and 
pulled her mouth to mind.  I could taste my cum all over her.

"Fuck!" she said as we broke the kiss.

"Hold that thought."  I rolled over to reach the phone on the table 
beside the bed.  "Hello."  I listened for a moment and then held my hand 
over the receiver.  "It's Mrs. Cummings from down the street," I 
whispered.  "She's been called into an emergency shift at the hospital 
and her husband's on the road.  She wants to know if we could baby-sit 
Lisa tonight?"

"Lisa?"

"You know, her twelve-year-old."

While I talked with Mrs. Cummings, I watched Brenda as she slowly 
slipped two fingers in and out of her pussy.  She knew she was driving 
me crazy when she brought them up and licked off her juice.  With a 
wicked smile, she stuck her fingers deep inside her again and then 
offered them to me.

"Cut that out, Brenda," I whispered.  "We have to decide.  Do we want 
her over here or not?"

"Well," Brenda said between licks, "how can we fuck when there's a 
twelve-year-old around to watch?"  Then she paused for a moment and 
said, "Unless . . ."

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" I said slyly.

"Maybe we could have some three-way fun."  Brenda reached over and ran 
her hand down between my legs.

"Is that all you think about?" I said, pushing her away.

"Oh and you don't?"

"Mrs. Cummings," I said with difficulty as Brenda played with me.  "We'd 
love to help you out.  Just sent Lisa on over and don't worry about a 
thing.  She'll be in good hands."

Brenda laughed out loud at that last comment and I found it hard to keep 
a straight face until I hung up.  "You have the dirtiest mind of anyone 
I know," I said.  Then I leaned over and put my lips to her ear.  
"Besides, what if I don't want to share you with some little 
twelve-year-old cunt."

Brenda ran her fingers through my hair.  "Remember, lover, what's 
between my legs is yours anytime you want it."  She kissed me hard, then 
said, "Now I wonder what it would take to get in Lisa panties?"

"She is kind of cute."  I casually played with Brenda's patch of pubic 
fleece.

"I saw her in a two-piece not too long ago," Brenda said.  "She's got a 
nice ass and her tits are just starting to come out."

"Then let's get dressed and be ready to eat, I mean greet her." 

We both laughed as I rolled off the bed and reached out my hand.  Brenda 
took it and we headed down the hall arm-in-arm.  "What do you wear to 
seduce a twelve-year-old girl?" I said.

"Now who's got the dirty mind?" she said and ran her hand down my bare 
ass.

End of part 1.

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