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Subject: Title story: "Girls Loving Girls" Author: Incest Man 62292958
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Date: Sat, 17 Dec 2005 03:58:56 +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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