A Girl and Her Twin Brother, Chapter 6

by S. J.

"Let's take out our tampons," I suggested.

Sydney had a perplexed look on her face. "You are having your period too?"

"Well, sort of," I replied. "Whenever I am around another girl who is on her period, mine starts."

"Wow."

After we decided we would take each other's tampons out, I removed hers and she took out mine. It is an understatement to say that I almost came when she touched me. Her hands lingered among my cunt hairs and labia, as if she was having trouble grasping the string. I knew she wasn't, however. I flinched as she slowly pulled it out of me. Then she placed the bloodied tampon on the floor on top of hers.

Thinking to myself, I was hoping that my blood would not inhibit her. It didn’t. That was a good omen for me.

We had completely undressed each other moments before, her shorts being the last item to be removed before her tampon. I stood up for her to take my clothes off, then my tampon came out.

I sat down on the edge of the bed, and pulled her down on my lap, facing me, with her legs outside mine. I loved having a girl before me in this position.

"What do you want to do first?" I asked.

"Kiss, of course," was her reply. I was delirious with anticipation of our mouths touching.

"You got it baby." Yikes. I never call anyone “baby” before. I didn’t know what was coming over me. But I was willing to be surprised, even by myself. Everything about Sydney and Alfred was turning into a surprise.

I put my arms around her, situated my small breasts next to her even tinier ones, and kissed her fully on the mouth. Our bellies were also touching with her sitting on me. She responded immediately, opening her mouth. At the same time I used my legs, opening outward, to spread her legs even wider.

"Ummmmmm." Evidently she was quick to respond to a woman. Our mouths lingered together. Then our mouths finally broke apart.

"If you don't want me to do something to you, let me know," I commented. "Ok?"

"You can do anything you want," was her reply, as I began to finger her clit and her labia.

"You are soooo hot, girl," I exclaimed, in response to her moans. Yet I hesitated from fingering her hole. I was confident that penetration would come later.

Our mouths reunited, yet failed to part even after I lay back on the bed and positioned Sydney on top of me, grinding my mound against hers. Or was she grinding against me? Her smaller body on top of me was comforting and enticing.

During that glorious first time, nothing mattered. Not our blood. Not her inexperience. Not her age. Not even her brother.