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Date: Thu, 16 Oct 2003 20:27:59 +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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