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Date: Sat, 02 Jul 2005 09:16:13 +0000
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Girls Loving Girls
"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 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 wet. I knew from Brenda's suggestion of
the shower that she was as horny as I was.
Taking a shower together was not unusual; we loved being naked and touching each
other. 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 were little cones that stood 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 fucking point" design.
I pulled my T-shirt over my head and pushed my panties down my legs. The crotch
was still damp 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, turning to 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 clean 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 to her pussy. 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 sexy 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 in me. What a turn-on it was to smell her pussy on my fingers and know
her warm girl-cum was 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 steam cloud wrapping 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 for me.
"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 spent hours just
sniffing 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 little hole until her muscles relaxed, and then let
it 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 lay 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 passionate, "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; our
hips moved in a wanton, lustful motion.
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 to the floor and go down on 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. By the time I caught up, Brenda had
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 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 sweet 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
and flared wide open, 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 to me. I could see moisture on her short
fur, the inside of her sex 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 coolness of the sheets felt wonderful on my
naked body, still sweaty from our chase. As Brenda wrapped her long legs around
my head, I devoured her like a hungry animal; licking, sucking and drinking in
all the sweet 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 and yelps as her climax built. 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 girl," she said, holding her arms open after she'd caught
her breath. I crawled up her body licking and kissing as much of her salty, damp
skin 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, scooting 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 ate 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're such a fucking, 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 pussy 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 as 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 have fun 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, running her hand down my bare ass.
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