A Less Than Perfect Family Christmas by pointless(killallhippes@gmail.com)
story codes: FF, inc(step sisters),drugs
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Poor Jenna had no idea what she was getting herself into. Rachel had warned her that it wasn’t all puppies and flowers at home, but Rachel had known that her step sister Jenna simply didn’t believe her and wouldn’t until she saw for herself. The cold war between Rachel’s mom and Jenna’s dad was over. It was now time for naked aggression, drunken recrimination and bitter sarcasm and it was all just in time for Christmas.

Not that it was a surprise to anyone. The marriage had been on shaky ground for years. With Rachel’s mother’s constant cheating and Jenna’s father’s constant drinking and the long, loud fights that resulted from both Rachel knew things were going to go well. Jenna, however, having the luxury of still being away at college really had no clue just how bad it had become.

Rachel, sadly, didn’t have that luxury. She had moved back home after dropping out of school after two years to get a crappy factory job and had quickly discovered that she just couldn’t take it and moved back out of the house only a month later and into a crappy little upstairs apartment just to get away from all the yelling and flying whiskey bottles. That had been a few months ago and honestly she was surprised they hadn’t given up the ghost already.

Jenna, however, was still under the delusion that Rachel had been exaggerating. Sure, she knew the facts of the situation, that her father had always been a bit of a drinker and that Rachel’s mom was not quite the monogamous type, but she was absolutely certain that this was just another bad patch in a relationship that had suffered more than its share, but had always come out the other end seemingly stronger and better. Rachel almost admired her step sister’s naïve sense of hope, but she really couldn’t. She knew first hand that this just wasn’t the same as the time her mom had slept with her boss or the time Jenna’s dad had smashed up the Volvo while drunk on Jim Beam or a myriad of other incidents that had threatened her mother’s second marriage.

No matter how bad it had gotten before it had always blown over. After a couple of weeks or maybe a month of constant fighting that was almost always followed by several months of relative peace, but this time that just didn’t happen.  It had been weeks now since they’d even slept in the same room let alone the same bed.  Rachel had recently stopped doing laundry at their house even though with rent, bills, keeping herself in booze and weed and her car payment she could barely afford to eat because every time she was at the house she was either being used as a sounding board for various complaints about whichever one wasn’t home ( she and her step father were actually quite close even though her mother had married him when she was already fifteen) or she spent most of her time hiding out back smoking while they either goaded each other in preparation for a fight or just plain yelled and screamed about whatever the issue of the day was.

Of course, she’d told Jenna all about this well before Christmas break, but Jenna just didn’t want to believe it was that bad. Still, she did agree to Rachel’s plan of staying at her apartment rather than at the house, but then only because Rachel convinced her it would be more fun to hang out and catch up somewhere they could get high without worrying too much about getting caught. This would prove to be a wise decision as Jenna quickly learned just how right Rachel had been.

Their parents didn’t even make it through the first night without fighting. Of course, Jenna chose to ignore it and, luckily, that first night wasn’t really all that bad. Neither was the second night, really. In fact, they were almost polite as they all had a nice dinner and unwrapped their presents with only minimal sniping. Jenna even insisted on staying the night that night and Rachel didn’t argue with her for reasons she kept to herself.

What was the reason? Well, Rachel was gay and no one in her family had any idea. At least, as far as she knew no one did. Not that her being gay was the reason she was willing to let her sister spend the night at their parent’s house. The night before she’d received a phone call from her most recent ex-girlfriend trying to get her to “come over and talk” which was essentially her backhand way of saying “I’m horny. Please come over so I can play mind games with you until I talk you into sleeping with me and then in the morning I’ll reveal to you the fact that I’m still not ready to commit to a monogamous relationship.” It was a game they’d been playing for months now and frankly, while Rachel hated the emotional head games, she was also incredibly horny. If Jenna hadn’t been staying the night the night Ginger called she honestly would’ve given in then. Instead she called Ginger that night and had a night of great, but quickly regretted sex that proved to be the perfect starter for the next night with the family.

 It wasn’t until that night that Jenna was made to witness the shambles that was their unhappy little family and Rachel showed up feeling bitter and hung over and just in time to witness the climax of the evening’s events. She also showed up just in time to dodge the telephone that was meant for her stepfather’s head, but instead ended up in the front yard after passing through the section of space that had been occupied only a second before by Rachel’s head.

She almost turned around and left, but Jenna came out of nowhere and grabbed her and pulled her into their old room where they remained for the next four hours or so talking about their parents while Rachel tried her best to not say “I told you so” too often and apologized countless times for turning off her phone and leaving Jenna without means of an escape.  It wasn’t a fun conversation in the least. They both loved Jenna’s father and Rachel’s mother, but it was clear that it was near the end of their marriage.

Of course, now that Rachel was there Jenna insisted they stay and wait it out. It wasn’t until about eight o’ clock with no real end in sight that she finally agreed to an exit after Rachel informed her that it just wasn’t going to end until either one of them left or one of the neighbors called the police. Since neither seemed to be in any hurry to leave and Rachel just happened to have a quarter bag she’d picked up on the way over she felt it was best they get the hell out. Jenna was finally feeling inclined to listen to reason, so they attempted to leave without a word as soon as the sound of fighting died down enough for them to escape undetected. 

It may have seemed weird to sneak out of their childhood home, but at that point they were fairly certain that their parents had likely forgotten they were there. Rachel had learned this lesson about a week after she moved back out when after a night of hiding in her room waiting for her laundry to finish she walked out with her garbage bag full of clothes thinking they’d both finally gone to bed only to catch them “making up” on the sofa. She had, of course, tried to just keep moving towards the door while averting her eyes and holding back her vomit, but her mother, of course, saw her and screamed and she learned that about the only thing more awkward then catching your parents having sex was having to have an angry conversation with them about it because they had no idea you were still home. After that she didn’t even think about calling them for a full two weeks.

This time there was no gross parental sex going on in the living room, but they did run into Rachel’s mother on their way out the door. She was standing outside smoking a cigarette something Rachel hadn’t seen her do in years. She wasn’t shocked to see them, at least not visibly. In fact, she really wasn’t showing any emotion at all. It was awkward until Rachel tried to explain where they were going only to be interrupted by her mother saying “We’re getting a divorce.”

Neither girl had any idea what to say to that and Rachel’s  mother didn’t really help all that much as she apologized with a dead voice before informing Jenna that her father wouldn’t be around anymore, but that she was still welcome all in the same dead voice that didn’t invite further inquiry. Jenna of course asked where her father was despite the coldness only to be answered with a blunt “I don’t know and I don’t care.” This was followed slowly by a half hearted apology and a suggestion to call him when he sobered up.

After that there wasn’t really all that much to say. Rachel just hugged her mother and promised to call her tomorrow and then Jenna did the same only without talking of a phone call. Rachel’s mother didn’t seem to notice and only said “Okay” as she tried to light another cigarette off of the last one unsuccessfully before throwing it to the ground with impotent anger. Rachel handed her mother her Zippo and she took it without a word before reminding them a bit rudely that they were leaving, so the girls got in Rachel’s car and drove off as they watched Rachel’s mother start to dial some number on the phone. Rachel could’ve guessed whose number it was, but, honestly, she didn’t really care at that moment.  She simply wanted to leave.

The ride back to Rachel’s apartment was a little weird. Rachel and Jenna barely spoke at all. Mainly because there wasn’t really too much to say, but also they were both a little lost in their own thoughts. They both secretly felt they should be a little more worried than they were, but, honestly, they were both more than a little relieved. Not happy by a long shot, but definitely relieved. It was a dark feeling that pretty much quieted even the thought of a conversation. 

Normally it would have been hard for a third party to even think of getting a word in edgewise, but now it just didn’t seem appropriate even though they still had a lot to catch up on. So far they’d barely even spoken about anything but their parents and now neither one of them really wanted to talk about that at all.

Rachel and Jenna had always been close. Well, not always, but it definitely seemed like it most of the time. There had been a brief period of awkwardness between them when their parents first got married and a very reluctant Jenna was forced to not only leave her old life, friends and school for strange newness, but was also forced to share a bedroom with a girl she barely knew. 

It hadn’t lasted long though. After a few weeks of bitter silence they both kind of just started gravitating towards each other thanks to common interests. Mainly, it was a shared interest in marijuana and obscure (for small town suburbia) music, but from those sprang a great deal of shared enthusiasms. The fact that they were only a year apart in age and actually complemented each others deficiencies in academics didn’t hurt. Pretty soon they were almost inseparable and kept very few secrets from each other with the one major exception being the real reason Rachel never went all the way with her boyfriends.

That was actually a major hidden conflict in their friendship and, to make it just a little bit worse, there was a perfectly good reason why Rachel had kept it a secret even though she knew Jenna likely wouldn‘t even care: Jenna, her step sister and closest friend in her mixed up, very modern family was her first official full-on crush from hell and, as luck would have it, she was also the first girl she’d ever really kissed one drunken night when they were still in high school.

It was an awkward little incident that resulted from a dare at a party that had scared the shit out of Rachel at the time. It also quickly became a shameful addition to her mental masturbation library that still remained in circulation in the darker reaches of her brain. For Jenna, however, it was nothing more than a lark she used to win the attentions of a boy Rachel was sure she’d long ago forgotten the name of.

Jenna’s flippant attitude about the whole thing made it all just that much worse. She still brought it up whenever they happened to be around each other long enough to get drunk or high together. This was a rare occasion anymore now that Jenna was usually hundred‘s of miles away at college, but when it did happen it was always awkward and had actually led to a few low key fights between them when Jenna teased her a bit too hard about it.

About the only benefit of the whole thing was it actually led to Rachel finding her first girlfriend. When the whole thing was brought up for the umpteenth time in front a mutual friend who was more than a little curious herself she insisted that Rachel sleepover at her house the next night and they ended doing very little sleeping. Her name was Andrea and they ended doing the sleepless sleepover thing several times a week over the remainder of that summer and whenever possible during the following school year until Andrea had a religious conversion after her Father’s death and ended everything because she didn’t want to go to hell.

Beyond that it was really just a pain in the ass because while it was major milestone in the formation of Rachel’s sexuality it was nothing but a tease to Jenna as far as Rachel knew. Really though, it had been an awesome kiss that simply shocked Rachel with its pureness and beauty. For a long time she actually wondered if really had been just a boy trap to Jenna, but after awhile she dropped that idea because all evidence seemed to point to the fact that that was exactly what it was to her.

Still, she was attracted to her despite the fact that she knew nothing would come of it. Jenna was just too cute not to be attractive to Rachel. In fact, though she’d never admit it, most of her girlfriends had more than a passing resemblance to Jenna who was a short, thin, small breasted little pixie of a girl with a cute, elfish nose, pouty little lips and big brown eyes under a mane of naturally dark brown hair (though often it was either some unnatural shade of blonde or, on occasion, a nice black) that was usually kept long and wavy, but sometimes was cut to shoulder length, but always seemed to perfectly frame her beautiful face. 

More than a few of Rachel’s girlfriends (both serious and less than serious) fit that description in at least a handful of ways. A few of them even fit it to the tee. Of course, change the hair to almost always shoulder length to occasionally a bit shorter and always black and up her height by a couple inches and make the breasts about a cup size bigger and lips a tad thinner and that was pretty much Rachel as well. In fact, they looked similar enough that most people tended to think they were natural sisters and not just step siblings, but they weren’t and that made the attraction just a bit less shameful.

Still, she was a wee bit older now and much more experienced and even though she was still very attracted to her step sister Rachel was more than willing to let it go. If only Jenna would stop bringing it up. That was why she almost said no to Jenna when, as their silent ride home was nearing its end, she asked her rather bluntly: “Wanna get stoned and forget about all this stuff?” 

“Dude, that is the dumbest question I’ve heard in a long time,” This was, of course, the only logical answer despite any awkwardness that might occur later. She wanted nothing more at the moment than to get good and stoned and just relax. Well, there was one thing she wanted more than that, but that was not likely to happen.

“So that’s a yes?” Jenna smiled wickedly hoping to lighten the mood a bit.

“I stand corrected,” Rachel replied trying hard to maintain her dead pan look until Jenna punched her arm playfully and called her a bitch and making her laugh despite herself.

“Ugh, finally,” Jenna said loudly, “You can smile! I was beginning to think aliens had abducted my awesome step sister and replaced her with some morose gloom and doom robot or something.”

“Fucking English major,” Rachel teased back with a smirk as she felt her mood begin to lighten despite herself. “You’ve only been home three days, you dink.”

“Whatever, Rachelbot. I’m totally on to you. And it‘s English minor. I switched to education over a year ago. God, you never read my emails, I swear.”

The dam had broken and the two young women started to chat and joke as if nothing was wrong with the world. Not out of coldness towards the situation with their parents, but more out of the necessity of keeping their sanity intact. Besides, it was only natural. They hadn’t seen each other in months unless you counted the last couple of days when they barely spoke at all except about depressing things. If Rachel hadn’t been so preoccupied with her own shitty life and the crap going between their parents this would’ve happened the moment they were both in the same room for the first time.

By the time they pulled into the parking lot and headed up to Rachel’s apartment Rachel was already suffering from a severe case of perm-a-grin despite the fact that they had yet to even roll a joint. Jenna just had that kind of an affect on her. She wasn’t alone however as Jenna couldn’t help but smile brightly at her in return.

It took less then an hour for them to get all caught up on why Jenna’s classes and professors sucked more than Rachel’s job and why their sex life was so much better than the other’s as they quickly smoked the joint that Jenna had apparently already rolled in anticipation of this very event. In fact, she had several joints already rolled thanks to her apparent mastery of her newest, favoritest toy, as she put it, a cheap, little plastic rolling machine that Rachel made fun of her for even owning.

“Whatever,” Jenna quickly retorted, “At least I can roll. Most girls at my school smoke bowls because they can’t roll a joint. They always have their boyfriends do it for them.”

“When will they ever learn?” Rachel responded in an appropriate tone of faux disappointment as she exhaled her latest hit.

“Totally,” Jenna responded absentmindedly before asking the question that unintentionally got the ball rolling in a completely unintended direction. “So… speaking of boyfriends, still without?”

“Oh, god, yes,” Rachel responded strongly as she handed off the joint.

“You’re so weird,” Jenna came back while holding in her hit.

“Whatever,” Rachel said before she gave away a little more than she intended as she forgot she was talking to someone who had no idea she was gay, “Guys are so fucking gross. I can’t even imagine letting one of those hairy bastards fuck me.”

“Wait,” Jenna said as she quickly turned to lock her eyes on her step sister, “What?” It took a minute for Rachel to realize that she’d just told her step sister that she found the idea of sex with men repulsive. She’d just said it straight up without even sugarcoating the sentiment at all. She actually froze for a minute as she realized that what she’d just said was pretty much the same as stating flat out “I’m gay.” Finally, she managed to sputter out a “whatever” before following it up with a weak attempt to turn the conversation to Jenna’s sex life with absolutely no success.

“Dude,” Jenna continued with her usual gender bending familiarity, “Are you gay?” Rachel thought for a minute about playing it off as a joke, but one frightened glance at Jenna’s serious looking face made her instantly realize that her very blunt slip of the tongue had removed all chances of that. Jenna may have been stoned, but she wasn’t an idiot. Still, she tried as she weak uttered the word no in a weak, half hearted near whisper.

“Don’t lie to me, Rachel,” Jenna continued with a serious tone that contained no malice, but still filled Rachel with fear. “You’re gay, aren’t you?”

“Why? Because I think guys are gross?” Rachel responded.  Her irrational fear made her feel like she was being backed into a corner even though she knew Jenna meant nothing hurtful by her accusation.

“Well, yeah,” Jenna kept on, “And other things…” 

“What other things?” That last little bit almost felt like a hard punch to Rachel’s sense of privacy. It was weird. It was almost insulting to think that Jenna may have suspected her along. 

“Well, there’s the fact that you’ve never had a boyfriend, the fact that I’ve never even seen you kiss a boy, you’ve never said a boy was cute and… the kiss we…”

“So what if I am?” Rachel said suddenly feeling a little defensive for no good reason. “What the fuck does it matter?”

“Dude, calm down,” Jenna said. “No one ever said it did. I don’t care if you’re into girls. It’s, like, the twenty first century. I mean whatever. You don’t dig penis. Who gives a crap? Chill.” Rachel sat there for a few seconds longer looking pissed and feeling a bit stupid for freaking on Jenna for no good reason. Of course Jenna didn’t care. Why would she? Still, she couldn’t just stop bring pissed for no reason, so she sat there and pouted until Jenna got sick of it.

“Seriously, relax. I didn’t mean to piss you off, okay. I just didn’t know. I mean, like, I suspected, but…” Jenna started before being interrupted.

“What do you mean you suspected?” Rachel said still a little pissed for no good reason.

“For all the reasons I already said and, I don’t know, I just always kind of got that vibe from you. Like not in a bad way, it’s just, I don’t know. I’m high. I’m just babbling. Seriously, though it’s, like, who cares? Stop being pissy!  I should be pissed at you for not trusting me enough to say anything, you jerk. I thought we told each other everything.”

Suddenly, Rachel stopped feeling pissed and instead shifted to feeling like a full on idiot. Jenna was absolutely right. She really should’ve told her she was gay a long time ago. Not because it was any of her business or anything, but because they were friends and the closest thing either of them had to a real sister. They trusted each other. Rachel apologized to Jenna who, of course, told her to shut up before Rachel hugged her and then followed up with a deep, detailed conversation about why she never came out and other serious things that would have been better discussed while sober, but were so much easier to get out while high.

It actually felt freeing to finally tell Jenna that she was gay and that she always had been. Until that moment she hadn’t realized how much of a drag it had all been on her soul to keep such a big part of her life a secret from someone she cared about so much. It actually made her a little freak out only moments before seem that much more ridiculous as, despite the serious tone Rachel began with, the atmosphere began to noticeably lighten and they started to joke again as if they were talking about anything else until Jenna started asking her questions.

Some of them were quite innocent while others were a little more personal than Rachel was willing to get into and which were which wasn’t always obvious. Rachel had no idea what to say when Jenna asked her who the first girl she ever kissed was, but she eventually, after a bit of prodding and another joint, told Jenna that it was her.

“No f’ing way!” was Jenna’s exuberant response, “I took your girl kissing cherry?” 

“Umm, if you wanna put it that way, sure,” Rachel said after she stopped laughing before Jenna said something that actually scared her a bit, but also made her heart jump despite herself.

“You know,” Jenna started slowly and then paused before she finally spit it out in a breathy whisper, “I never told you this, but that kiss was totally awesome. I still think about it sometimes. Does that make me weird?”

Rachel, who had been taking a hit when Jenna said that nearly passed out when the shock of what her step sister just said hit her and she choked on the hit before going into a coughing fit. When she finally recovered enough to talk all she could manage was “What?”

“What do you mean what?” Jenna came back feeling a little defensive, “It was a good kiss. Like all soft and sensual. Don’t tell me you didn’t like it, Lesbo. You’re the one who stuck your tongue in my mouth, remember.”

“Oh my god!” Rachel said as she covered her eyes and started to blush, “So what? We were kids!”

“Grow up. You liked it. I know you did. You kissed your step sister and you loved it. You’re a total perv.” Rachel had no idea how to take this. If she didn’t know any better she would’ve thought Jenna was flirting with her, but she just couldn’t allow herself to even consider entertaining that possibility.  It was just too weird.

“You are so strange,” Rachel finally came back. Her cheeks were still burning as she blushed and tried in vain to turn the conversation back on Jenna. “If you liked it so much why did you go fuck that douche bag afterwards? Hmmm?”

“Duh,” Jenna shot back while still smiling devilishly, “Because that’s what dumb high school girls do. We have sex with dumb high school guys even when we know it’s going to suck. Besides, you’re my step sister and it was supposed to be just a tease. I didn’t know you were a lesbian.”

“And if you had?” Rachel asked hoping in a way to stop Jenna’s teasing while at same time hoping it wasn’t teasing at all.

“I don’t know! God…” Jenna actually looked a little a nervous as she said that and Rachel sensed an opening and began her own attack.

“What’s that mean? Have you thought about it?” Rachel asked bravely.

“What? Thought about what?” Jenna responded her voice getting a little quiet as if Rachel’s response meant everything. Rachel picked up that and even though a part of her wanted to press on with something more specific she chickened out and went with a more general question.

“Having sex with a girl, stupid. Have you ever thought about it?”

“Oh,” Rachel couldn’t help but notice more than a hint of disappointment in Jenna’s voice as she said that and then continued after laying down her back, “Well, yeah. Like what girl doesn’t at least think about it?”

“But you’ve never done anything?” Rachel said. She was starting to get seriously aroused despite herself. She’d had this conversation before many times and most of the time it meant one thing: she was about to get laid or, at least, she was planting the seed for an eventual seduction. Two out of her last four girlfriends had been won over with a conversation very much like the one she was having now with Jenna. The other two girlfriends had already been well aware of their sexuality and both had actually been the aggressors when it came to initiating the first encounter. Not that she was honestly thinking about seducing Jenna, at least not consciously. Well, she wasn’t trying to think about it at all, but her hard nipples that were currently tenting under her thin t-shirt and bra and that familiar tingling in her nether regions were firm evidence to the contrary even if she ignored the dirty thoughts currently occupying her brain. 

“No,” Jenna answered after a long pause as she stared into Rachel‘s eyes nervously. She too was trying hard to not realize that there was something different about this conversation as she ignored the fact that her body was reacting in much the same that Rachel‘s was, “I’ve never done anything. Well, not really anyway.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I’ve never, like, had sex with another girl. Not really.”

“What’s not really?”

“Well… remember Emmie?” Jenna was whispering softly as she said that that Rachel actually had a hard time hearing, but she nodded in affirmation just the same. She knew exactly who Emmie was. She was Jenna’s best friend during her senior year at high school. They’d been almost inseparable almost as soon as Emmie moved to their town from some southern state, one of the Carolina’s, Rachel could never remember. “Well… I can’t believe I’m telling you this…”

“Whatever,” Rachel said as Jenna paused and covered her eyes with her hand and blushed a little, “Tell me.”

“We use to… you know… together when we slept over at her house,” Jenna’s face was a deep red as she spoke and that alone was enough for Rachel to figure out that ‘you know’ meant masturbation. Of course, she would’ve figured out without the blushing thanks to Jenna’s little hand gesture as she said it that was clearly meant to imply fingers rubbing a clit. 

“That is so hot,” Rachel replied in a sarcastic tone to hide the truthful sentiment behind the statement.

“Oh, shut up, weirdo,” Jenna said as she somehow got even redder, “You’re almost my sister, you slut. You’re not supposed to think that me masturbating with another girl is hot.” 

Jenna was teasing, but Rachel was beginning to realize she wasn’t the only one in the room getting turned on by this odd conversation. There was definitely a lot of subtext going on. 

Rachel used the joint as an excuse to pause while she thought of an appropriate response. As she saw it there were several ways to go with this. She could either try to sidestep the issue, change the subject or press on bravely. A large part of her was of the opinion that she should drop it now, that she was headed into dangerous territory that she might regret trespassing upon later even if nothing came of it. Another part of was of the mind that whatever happened happened. It wasn’t like they were really sisters, after all. Hell, soon their parents wouldn’t even be together if nothing changed and Rachel just couldn’t see it changing at this point.

“Yeah, almost, but not really,” Rachel finally said when she was done exhaling before quickly adding, as if to hide the implications of what she just said, “Is that all you guys did together? Just masturbate?”

“Uhh…” Jenna started and then paused as her brain took a second to process everything she just heard before choosing to ignore the first statement for the moment, “You mean like did we kiss and stuff?”

“Well, yeah, and whatever, you know…”

“Yeah, we made out a couple of times.”

“That it?”

“Well, we, like use to watch each other do it and stuff. Like, you know, literally watch each other.”

“Did you like that?”

“Yeah, it was so f’ing hot. She just… I can’t believe I’m telling you this,” Jenna said in an embarrassed whisper as she again covered her face briefly with her hands, “But, yeah. I loved it.”

“Dyke,” Rachel said teasingly as she lay down on her side next to Jenna and looked her in the eyes smiling oddly. 

“Shut up. We were just experimenting. It’s not like we were eating each other out or anything.”

“Maybe you should’ve. Emmie was totally cute. If I’d known she was into that I might have tried to hook up with her. I bet she’s a blast in bed.” Rachel maintained eye contact with Jenna as she said these words waiting to see if Jenna would just laugh it off again. Jenna didn’t and instead she stared right back at Rachel occasionally swallowing nervously as she contemplated where this was all leading and whether or not she really wanted to find out. Something had definitely changed between them. What exactly it was and what it meant all hinged on what Jenna would say next.

“Rachel?” Jenna began in a quiet, almost inaudible voice that despite their close proximity Rachel had to read on her lips more than she actually heard the words.

“Yeah?” Rachel came back in am equally quiet voice before hearing the question that would change their relationship forever.

“What’s it like?”

“What’s what like?”

“You know… being with another girl.”

Rachel suddenly felt more than a little uneasy. She didn’t know how exactly to answer that question. If it had been almost any other cute, attractive and interesting girl her path would’ve been clear, but this was still Jenna, her step sister. It was girl she’d shared a room with from the age of fifteen until she left for college. She may not have been a blood relation and she may have thought of her more as a good friend, but she was still her step sister. She was the incredibly cute girl who was now scooting a little closer to Rachel as they lay next to each other on her bed and reaching out to touch her hand gently.

“I… I don’t know what to say,” Rachel whispered back as she shivered under Jenna’s gentle touch. This was just too weird. Rachel was deeply conflicted and confused by the sudden change in Jenna. As much as she may have wanted what seemed to be happening she’d never once thought that it could ever possibly happen and never, not ever, could she have ever thought that it would be Jenna who pressed the issue forward. 

“Did you like it when we kissed, Rachel?” Jenna said, her fingers softly stroking the soft skin of Rachel’s hands.

“You already asked me that,” Rachel responded. She may have been comfortable teasing before, but now that she was certain she could have Jenna if she wanted her it just frightened her more and more.

“You never answered me,” Jenna came back as scooted just a little bit closer. There was now barely any distance between them at all and Rachel was finding it hard to breath. Jenna was herself very nervous, but Rachel couldn’t tell at the moment. Her mind was too busy trying to think of a reason to let this happen while battling back all the reasons this was so very, very wrong. 

“Yes,” Rachel answered more with her lips then her actual voice as she was having a hard time speaking at that moment. Jenna smiled at Rachel’s answer and began to softly stroke her step sister’s side.

“Me too,” Jenna answered with a bit more volume in her voice, “In fact it was the best kiss I ever had. I know this sounds weird, but it was the whole reason I let Emmie talk me into doing all that stuff.”

“Really?” Rachel asked in a voice that sounded almost childlike to her own ears. She would’ve never believed that this conversation could even take place if she wasn’t hearing herself and she was still having a hard time believing it. If it hadn’t have been for the feel of Jenna’s hand on her side she might have been able to convince herself it was just a dream or some weird chemical in the weed, but it was all happening and she hadn’t even heard the half of it yet.

“Really. I always wanted to do it again, but I was afraid you’d think I was weird.” Jenna’s hand was beginning to move up Rachel’s side inching ever so closer to her breasts, but never actually getting there. It was obvious that she was still testing the water hoping Rachel was willing to do what she knew she wanted to do.

“Me too,” Rachel responded quietly.

“Then why don’t we?” Jenna said not even believing her own audacity. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she asked the question she never would’ve thought she’d have a chance to ask.

“Because you’re my step sister.”

“Is that the only reason?”

“No. I…” Rachel stopped trying to think of a good way to put it, but Jenna was not in the mood to wait.

“What’s the other reason, Rachel? Are you worried that we might do more than just kiss?” Rachel could only nod in response. It was like Jenna was reading her mind. “So what if we do?”

“You’re my step sister,” Rachel repeated.

“You already said that, stupid.” Jenna came back with an angelic smile that seemed somewhat out of place with what was going on especially considering the fact that her soft, little fingers were at that moment sliding underneath the back of Rachel’s t-shirt to playfully scratch at Rachel’s bra strap as well gently pull herself even closer to Rachel’s body and urge Rachel to lay on top of her. Rachel fought this physical suggestion at first, but quickly found her body just going with the flow even as her mind continued to think of an excuse not to.

“Jenna, we really shouldn’t be doing this. What if we regret it? What if this ruins everything?” Rachel said one last time as she felt herself falling into a kiss she’d secretly longed for for what seemed like ages.

“Rachel?” Jenna said as her other hand found its way behind her step sister’s head.

“Yeah?” Rachel replied as she felt Jenna gently pulling her face towards her own.

“Nothing will get ruined. I want this just as much as you do. Please, just shut up and let it happen.” With that Rachel couldn’t resist her desires anymore and erased the few remaining inches between them then their lips came together for their first real kiss. This one wasn’t for show and there were no false pretenses, no hidden meaning. This was a lover’s kiss, a prelude to something more, something beautiful.

It would be a lie to say the kiss erased all of Rachel’s angst about giving in to her desires for her beautiful step sister, but it certainly silenced them for the time being. She simply couldn’t help but enjoy the feel of Jenna’s soft, warm lips pressed against her own. The feel of Jenna’s hand softly stroking Rachel’s hair while her other hand traced random patterns on the soft skin of Rachel’s back and the feel of her warm, supple body as Rachel laid on top of her was all so intoxicating. 

It was a slow kiss that relied mainly on just lips softly caressing each other as their hands stroked each other’s skin for quite awhile. Their hands explored, touched and caressed but neither girl seemed in any hurry to rush things along. They were content for the moment to just be there together in a sweet, intimate embrace.

Slowly Rachel’s doubts became more and more nothing but background noise in her brain as she allowed herself to realize that kissing Jenna was simply glorious and something they not only both wanted, but needed. The role reversal of only moments before had thrown her off a bit and made her feel like she had to be the voice of reason, but now as her hands found their way to her step sister’s small, soft breasts  covered only by the thin material of her t-shirt reason was officially out the window. The soft sigh from Jenna only helped confirmed this conclusion as their slow, little kiss started to pick up speed.

Jenna, for her part, quickly pulled Rachel tighter to her only to realize that that really didn’t make it easy for Rachel to continue to fondling her breast. She actually broke the kiss to apologize which made Rachel smile a little before taking the opportunity afforded by this break to slide her hand under Jenna’s shirt to feel that smooth mound of flesh topped by a turgid, little nipple without any clothing in the way. Rachel was quickly rewarded by another soft sigh and a cute yelp as she pinched Jenna’s nipple playfully.

“I can’t believe you’re actually letting me touch your breasts,” Rachel said in a soft whisper as she bent down to kiss Jenna’s neck. Jenna could only manage another sweet sigh as a verbal reply, but her hand found a much more appropriate means of response as she unhooked Rachel’s bra and then came around to get her first feel of another woman’s breasts.

It was then Rachel’s turn to sigh as Jenna returned the favor of a gently tweaked nipple. Rachel jumped a little and lost her ability to place loving nips and kisses on Jenna’s neck when the gentle tweak became a little more forceful. Instead she found herself staring dreamily into Jenna’s lust fogged eyes for a brief moment and then squealing when those delightful fingers seemed to home right in on the most sensitive cluster of nerves on her nipples and caressed them in just the right way.

“I thought you’ve never done this before,” Rachel said softly as she did her best to return the favor and was pleased to see Jenna squirm a little under her touch.

“I said I’d never really sex with another girl. I never said Emmie never let me get to second base,” Jenna replied with a wicked smile that just made Rachel want her even more. They then kissed again with passion as they continued to feel each other up.

The kiss broke moments later much to Jenna’s initial disappointment. She almost protested, but was thwarted by the fact that her t-shirt was being roughly tugged over her head. As soon she realized what Rachel was up to all thoughts of protest quickly left her mind and instead she just removed her own hands from Rachel’s breasts so her step sister could finish taking off her unwanted, cumbersome shirt.

Jenna made an attempt to help Rachel remove her shirt as well, but quickly found herself distracted by the presence of her step sister’s tongue on her nipple. This was followed by her lips and her teeth. Soon Jenna wasn’t worrying all that much at all about Rachel’s shirt. Instead she just laid back and enjoyed the benefits of her step sister‘s experience.

“That feels so f’ing good,” Jenna sighed as Rachel kissed her way across Jenna’s chest and Jenna brought her hands to her step sister’s head to gently play with her soft mane of hair. Rachel actually giggled a little despite herself at Jenna’s use of the word f’ing instead of just cursing, but Jenna was always like that. 

“You are too fucking cute,” Rachel said before licking a circle around her step sister’s taut nipple. The shivering sigh this elicited from Jenna was simply exquisite. It may have silenced any witty retorts from Jenna, but this was hardly the time for that anyway.

Not that Jenna was even thinking of talking at that moment. No, she was quickly getting lost in the pleasure her step sister was giving her. She’d never really felt as good as she did at that moment from something as simple as breast play. Oh, she’d enjoyed breast play before, but never this much. Rachel seemed to know just exactly how and when to lick, kiss or nibble to achieve the greatest amount of pleasure for Jenna. Rachel was patient when most men were just killing time before making a run at what was hidden under her panties. Hell, Rachel hadn’t even attempted to unbuckle Jenna’s belt yet and Jenna didn’t mind one little bit.

Of course, Jenna also didn’t mind when after a few more minutes of patient attention being paid to her breasts she realized Rachel was beginning to kiss in a more downward trajectory. She also felt no need to protest when Rachel began to unbuckle her belt as she placed soft, butterfly kisses on Jenna’s belly. When those kisses stopped and Rachel sat up so she could tug on Jenna’s jeans until Jenna was dressed only in her super girl panties Jenna could only sigh in anticipation as she prayed to her god that nothing horrible would happen in the next few minutes to put an end to this wonderful night.

Jenna was, however, briefly disappointed when instead of returning to her efforts Rachel got off of the bed to remove her own t-shirt and bra. Only a few minutes before she’d been more then a little disappointed that Rachel hadn’t already done what she’d just did. Now, however, she was feeling more than a little selfish and impatient to know what it felt like to really be made love to by another girl. When Rachel took even more time to shed her own pants she couldn’t help but grunt a little impatiently causing Rachel to giggle mischievously before she crawled back on the bed to give Jenna a tender kiss.

“Impatient little devil,” Rachel teased before she began to kiss here way back down Jenna’s soft body as she crouched next to her. Jenna couldn’t even think of response as Rachel’s attentions quickly emptied her mind of everything except anticipation of pleasure. Rachel did not fail to notice the lack of a witty rejoinder, but she just smiled a bit and laughed before placing a lick on her step sister’s navel.

When Rachel reached Jenna’s panties she actually felt Jenna freeze and almost laughed again before placing a long, wet kiss on the front of Jenna’s panties and ran her finger down her step sister’s crease. This brought forth another cute shiver and groan that became something of a squeal when Rachel followed her finger with her tongue.

“Oh, fuck yeah,” Jenna said, forgetting to censor herself for a moment as Rachel continued to lick her pussy through her panties as she shifted into a prone position. Rachel almost stopped to tease Jenna’s lack of manners, but she instead kept up her tender attentions and enjoyed the reaction of her step sister’s beautiful body.

Rachel, however, was still in the mood to tease just a little as her kisses and licks began to migrate away from Jenna’s pussy much to Jenna’s chagrin. Not that she bitched when Rachel placed a soft bite on her inner thigh and then another where her thigh met her crotch, but she was trying very hard to gently guide Rachel back to her pussy even as Rachel drove her wild with her teasing. She thought she succeeded for a second when Rachel spent a few precious seconds licking her panty clad crease while easing her finger under Jenna’s panties, but soon Rachel’s mouth was moving on to Jenna’s other thigh. Her finger, however, remained to tease Jenna’s moist lips and occasionally her sensitive clit.

This went on and on for what seemed like an eternity. Sometimes Rachel actually kissed and bit her all the way to the back of Jenna’s knee before heading back towards Jenna’s center only to veer off again after a quick lick on some sensitive patch of skin. If it wasn’t for her teasing finger Rachel was sure Jenna would’ve been screaming with lustful rage after only a minute of this. As it was she was only softly begging in a sweet little voice for Rachel to eat her sopping wet pussy.

“Please, Rachel,” she said for the nth time as Rachel teased her some by kissing Jenna through her panties all around her pussy.

“Please what, baby?” Rachel teased as she stopped her oral attentions all together, but kept up her gentle stroking as she paused to look into her step sister’s beautiful eyes. Jenna looked so pathetically horny at the moment that if Rachel hadn’t already been wet just from playing with Jenna she would’ve been after just looking at her face.

“Please lick it,” Jenna said after recovering from a light shiver brought on by the combination of Rachel’s finger momentarily touching her clit and the fact that she just heard her step sister call her baby in an intimate way. Jenna had never been more turned on in her life. She may have known before all this began that this was something she’d always wanted, but she never really knew it would be this good even without Rachel actually going down on her. Jenna just knew that when that finally happened it would be single most glorious moment of her life, but Rachel wasn’t quite done teasing.

“Lick what, baby?” Rachel said and then teased her step sister’s clit yet again before taking a little nip at Jenna’s inner thigh. This was a game she’d played countless times with her lovers. It was usually just a fun tease to drive them wild with anticipation before she finally brought them to bliss. Now, however, there’s definitely something more to it. She really wanted to hear Jenna say it. She wanted it more than anything in the world.

“Please lick my pussy, Rachel. Please make me come,” Jenna said in heartfelt whisper that caused Rachel to almost melt. There’s no way she could keep up the tease after that. She just had to make this beautiful girl come.

“As you wish,” Rachel said before moving herself and Jenna so that she could lie on her belly while taking her step-sister to heaven. She almost took the time to remove Jenna’s panties, but she decided against it at the last second. Maybe she was weird, but Rachel had always found it just that much more erotic to eat a girl out while she was still wearing her panties. Jenna, however, almost protested before Rachel pulled her panties to the side and Jenna felt her step sister’s hot, wet tongue on her naked pussy for the first time and nearly screamed with pure pleasure.

That wonderful scream was like music to Rachel’s ears and only served to further encourage her to make Jenna come. Not that she needed any encouragement as she dove into her task enjoying the taste and smell of her step sisters sweet center as well as the joyful noises coming from her step sister in a constant stream.

Jenna was already close to coming from just the teasing. When Rachel’s tongue touched her clit it took almost all of Jenna’s strength of will to hold back for even a brief moment. She nearly bit through her lower lip trying to fight her body in a vain attempt to hold back and make the pleasure last, but it was all for naught. 

When Rachel’s finger teased its way between her labia as she wrapped her lips around Jenna’s swollen clit Jenna found herself overcome by pleasure as her whole body seemed to clench at once and the whole world froze while she held her breath until she felt like her lungs were about to burst. When she let the air out it came out in the form of long, loud moan that was almost a scream as her body went limp and she nearly lost consciousness. It was unlike anything she’d ever experienced before and it was better then she could’ve possibly imagined, but it was nowhere close to being over.

Rachel rode out her step sister’s first, beautiful orgasm with a sense of pride in her accomplishment, but she was hardly satisfied with giving beautiful Jenna just one measly orgasm. The poor girl hadn’t even given Rachel a chance to stick her fingers in her moist, tight pussy. That was something Rachel just couldn’t allow and as soon as Jenna was calmed down enough from her first orgasm and Rachel finally removed Jenna’s panties somewhat reluctantly Rachel took immediate steps to rectify this.

Jenna’s shocked little yelp as Rachel slid a finger inside of her was simply beautiful. Jenna’s soft, rhythmic panting as Rachel began to move her finger in and out of her step sister’s moist sex before adding a second finger were even better. Rachel had always enjoying giving just as much as receiving when it came to sex, but giving Jenna pleasure was just that much better. Everything about the way she moved, moaned, tasted and smelled just made making her come a pure pleasure for Rachel. Rachel was perfectly happy to just spend the rest of the night making Jenna come and come again until she just couldn’t take it and then do it all over again until she was sweaty, oversexed lump of a girl passed out on her bed with a sore pussy and delirious smile on her pretty face.

Jenna, however, was already more satisfied then she’d ever been in her entire life. She was also only moments away from her second orgasm of the night a mere fifteen or so minutes after Rachel first touched her pussy. With men she usually had a hard enough time coming just the once and then she generally had to help herself out with her fingers just to achieve that. About the only other time she had managed to even approach the amount of pleasure she’d already received from Rachel’s kind attentions was during her masturbation sessions with Emmie and even that paled in comparison to what she was feeling now. In fact, it wasn’t even close.

Not that Jenna was actually wasting her thoughts on comparing her sexual experiences with the wonderful finger fucking and tongue lashing she was receiving at the time. No, she was too busy trying to remain in enough control to stare at the beautiful face between her legs as grasped at Rachel’s soft locks of hair holding Rachel to her instinctively lest she suddenly stop for some horrible reason as Jenna grunted and thrust her pelvis against Rachel’s face and fingers. Rachel’s stared back at her as she sucked and licked at her step sister’s hooded nub and tried her hardest not to get bucked from her task by Jenna’s ever increasingly wild gyrations.

“Oh god!” Jenna suddenly shouted and then repeated it several more times like a mantra as she suddenly felt another orgasm building in her young body and then screamed it one more time before the ability to make actual words left her and her world once again became nothing but pure pleasure brought on by Rachel‘s loving ministrations. The beautiful tortured look on her face as she went through this glorious agony was the most beautiful thing Rachel had ever seen in her life. It just encouraged her even more to keep to her task until Jenna just couldn’t take anymore.

Sadly, the moment when Jenna could no longer take anymore was rapidly approaching, but not before her second orgasm was quickly followed a third thanks to Rachel’s relentless assault on her pussy.  Her body was simply quaking as she tried not to pass out until the sweet agony from her now over sensitized clit made sure this could not happen with a series of jolts from Rachel’s tongue.

“Oh, god stop,” Jenna said as she caught her breath and urged Rachel to join her in a kiss, “It’s too sensitive.” Reluctantly Rachel did as she was asked, but not before placing one more kiss on Jenna’s satisfied pussy. She placed several more up the length of Jenna’s sweaty body before she finally joined her in a slow, wonderful kiss on her lips that quickly migrated to her beautiful neck and ears as they embraced.

The kiss lasted for several long, luxurious minutes as Rachel allowed her step sister to recover enough for her to move on to the next step in their love making, but before she could even suggest it her beautiful new lover spoke. She asked a sweet question that almost broke Rachel’s heart when she had to deny her request. Well, at least for the moment, because she had to do just one last thing for Jenna.

“Is it my turn now?” Jenna asked in a sweet, almost innocent little whisper. Just the way Jenna said it was so cute it almost hurt Rachel.

“Not quite yet, baby,” Rachel replied before kissing Jenna again, “I want to do just one more thing then you can make me come.”

“What else is there?” Jenna said looking and sounding authentically confused. Rachel just had to laugh. She couldn’t help her self. Jenna was only a year younger than her, but at that moment she just seemed so childlike in such an alluring way. This was all just so new to her that made her seem that much more desirable. 

“I’m going to fuck you, Cutie,” She said looking her step sister dead in the eye only to see an even more confused look staring back at her.

“Didn’t you just do that?” Jenna asked and received another soft chuckle in reply.

“I guess you could say that, but I have something else in mind. Something special I haven’t done in a long time. Don’t worry you’re going to love it,” Rachel kissed Jenna again.

“I’m sure I will,” Jenna said after the kiss ended and then began to protest when Rachel started to get up off the bed. “Where are you going?”

“Relax. I’m not going anywhere.”

With that Rachel walked to her closet and opened the folding door as Jenna watched with a curious smile waiting to see what was going on. Rachel bent down and opened a small trunk sitting under her hanging clothes and shuffled through its contents. Jenna could only look on and wonder. When Rachel began removing things from it and she cursed under her breath Jenna’s sense of wonder only increased as she realized that the trunk was a wonderland of sexual playthings. 

Jenna may have been a bit sheltered, but she knew enough to know that that was a vibrator that was now laying on the floor at Rachel’s feet and that was double headed dildo that soon joined it along with a handful of other toys of a sexual nature. It was like her step sister had a mini-sex shop hidden in her closet and while a lot pf them looked like they might indeed be fun none of it seemed to what Rachel was looking for until with a hardy “Aha!” she pulled out a leather harness with a reasonably large purple rubber phallus attached. 

“Oh my god, is that what I think it is?” Jenna said in an awed voice as Rachel stood up and quickly slipped her legs into the strap on and tightened the buckles for a snug fit. Rachel didn’t respond with words, but instead only smiled as she took a couple steps to her night stand and pulled out a tube of lube.

“Just in case,” Rachel said as finally crawled back onto the bed with her plastic phallus waving between her legs and an evil grin on her face. Jenna’s eyes were still wide with shock as Rachel crouched over to place a loving kiss on her step sister’s lips and then her cute, little nose and then placed several more all around Jenna’s face and neck as she began to slowly work her way down Jenna‘s body once again.

“Are you sure… uhn,” Jenna said as Rachel gently bit her nipple, “Are you sure it’s gonna fit?”

“It’s not that big, weirdo,” Rachel chuckled while looking into Jenna’s eyes before licking Jenna’s other nipple and then placing soft kisses around her small mounds of flesh.

“Maybe not to you, but that’s a heck of a lot thicker than any of my boyfriends,” Jenna said and then whimpered again as Rachel nipped her belly playfully.

“You poor, poor thing,” was all Rachel had to say about that until she reached Jenna’s bellybutton and kissed it again enjoying the ticklish little shivers from Jenna.  It really wasn‘t that big. Maybe a tad bigger than your average male, but it was hardly huge. “I guess you’re in for a treat then, aren’t you?”

“I just ho..oh… hope it doesn’t tear me up,” Jenna said as Rachel’s fingers reached her pussy.

“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure I get you nice and wet first, okay?” Rachel said smiling mischievously again before making Jenna’s worried look disappear as Rachel licked her sweet pussy while resting on her knees between Jenna‘s legs.  It took a few seconds, but Jenna definitely started to relax as Rachel’s tongue teased her open labia and her thumb gently stroked her clit. 

Soon Jenna didn’t seem to be worried about anything at all. Rachel’s tongue and fingers hadn’t lost a bit of their magic after the brief pause. Jenna was completely lost to the pleasure by the time Rachel’s fingers were again easing their way inside of her tight tunnel. If she had any doubts about her pussy’s ability to take her step sister’s purple friend they were hardly at the forefront of her mind at that moment.

Despite all the unselfish pleasure that Rachel had given her up to that point Jenna was surprised to realize that Rachel seemed to be in no hurry to fuck her. The fact that the strap on was mainly for her didn’t help Jenna shake the feeling that this was somehow odd. She was just so use to the few men she’d deemed worthy of sleeping with her treating oral sex like an easy way to get her just wet enough to stick their cocks inside without too much effort. Hell, some didn’t even do it well enough to even accomplish that. In fact, none of them came even close to Rachel.

Honestly though, Rachel had intended to just lick and finger Jenna’s tight pussy just long enough to make sure she was good and wet, but quickly found herself driven to make her come just one more time with her mouth. She simply enjoyed tasting her step sister’s pussy too much to miss out on another opportunity to experience her flavor on her tongue. Besides, it wasn’t even eleven at night. They had plenty of time to play.

Jenna, however, was again showing signs of an impending orgasm after only a few moments of Rachel’s tender attentions. She was panting softly, her hips were gyrating against Rachel’s face and her fingers dug into Rachel’s hair pulling her tighter to her. She again wanted to make it last, to hold it off just a little bit longer, but she simply couldn’t do it. Rachel was simply too good at finding just the right spot and touched, licked or sucked it in just the right way to make Jenna turn into a quivering, screaming ball of pure pleasure.

This time, however, instead of trying to see how many orgasms Jenna could take Rachel simply let the orgasm run its course before getting into position over her step sister. Still, though, she acted as if she was in no particular hurry to fuck Jenna with her fake dick. Instead she simply kissed Jenna’s pouty lips one more time with intensity and patience while using her hand to softly tease Jenna’s very swollen pussy lips with the dildo’s head until she felt Jenna begin to thrust her hips just ever so slightly.

“You ready, Baby?” Rachel asked knowing full well what the answer was. She just wanted to hear Jenna say it. It was better that way. As she asked she sat up and grabbed the lube and squirted some on her hand before rubbing it into the dildo’s head even though she could’ve seen just by looking if she didn’t already know that Jenna was about as wet as a girl could be. She then rubbed the excess on Jenna’s pouting pussy just to get one last touch and make Jenna sigh just a little bit before answering.

“Fuck yeah,” Jenna said with a dreamy smile on her face. The uncharacteristic cursing again brought a smile to Rachel’s face as she guided the dildo into Jenna’s crevice. Rachel teased some more by rubbing the rubber toy’s head up and down Jenna’s crevice before slowly beginning to push it in enjoying both the image of the purple phallus slowly sinking in to Jenna’s warm depths and the soft sigh that escaped from Jenna’s mouth as she was penetrated.

With great patience Rachel took her time guiding the dildo slowly in and then back out with her hips and then repeated the process a few more times as she rested on her haunches and Jenna continued to lie prone before her. Jenna’s soft sighs slowly gave way to long, slow moans as Rachel increased the pace ever so slightly. When Jenna’s hand found their way to her own small breasts to gently massage the soft mounds of flesh Rachel found herself enjoying the view even more. 

Jenna was almost too beautiful at that moment, so sweetly satisfied and yet capable of receiving so much more, that it almost hurt Rachel to be so detached from her. With a minimum of effort Rachel took steps to change that as she moved herself into position to lie on top of her beautiful step sister as she fucked her. She just had to feel that soft, warm body under hers and kiss that beautiful face as she thrust into her pussy. As far as Rachel was concerned there was no other way to fuck a girl and she wanted this to be just right. 

Jenna was apparently of a similar mindset as she adjusted to Rachel’s new position by simply wrapping her long, thin legs around Rachel’s backside and her arms around her back pulling Rachel into a deep kiss and urging her to pick up the pace of her fucking. She wasn’t too disappointed when Rachel at first resisted and instead kept up her slow, methodical pace making sure Jenna felt each and every inch of her rubber cock. There were no half serious complaints about size of dildo now. In fact, there were no words at all. Just soft moans of pleasure coming from both young women.

Gradually Rachel did pick up the pace, but she took her time doing it. She was in no hurry to come though she knew from experience that she very well could just from the friction of the strap on her clit. This wasn’t about her, though. This is was still very much about showing Jenna how much better it was to get fucked and made love to by a woman. 

By now the oddity of Jenna’s forwardness and the supposed wrongness of their coupling was not anywhere to be found in the depths of Rachel’s mind. She was deeply entrenched in the moment and was absolutely assured of the rightness of it all by the pure joy she felt making Jenna come over and over again. It was just too perfect to be wrong and even it somehow was she couldn’t have cared less at that moment. All that mattered was making Jenna scream out her ecstasy one more time.

The speed of their fucking was beginning to increase as both girls became more aroused, more into the moment. The bed springs began to creak loudly as Rachel’s soft, slow thrusts gave way to sweet, satisfying pounding. Rachel’s sweat began to drip down on to Jenna’s body mixing with her own as Rachel slammed the dildo harder and harder into Jenna’s tight cunt.

Jenna couldn’t believe how good it all felt. She was hardly a prude or a virgin or any such nonsense and she’d had her share of boyfriends, but she’d never been fucked quite like this. The fact that it wasn’t a real cock meant absolutely nothing to her as Rachel drove it in and out of her. What mattered was that it was Rachel who was on top of her trying her absolute best to drive Jenna over the edge one more time so selflessly without even asking for anything in return beyond long, passionate kisses and Jenna’s varied expressions of orgasmic joy. It was all so good, so perfect, so like what Jenna had always thought sex should be that Jenna couldn’t believe they’d never done it before.

They no longer simply kissed as the intensity began to increase. Instead they alternated between kissing, simply embracing each other tightly while kissing and biting at each other’s shoulders or just staring into each other’s eyes as they egged each other on with grunts, moans and broken sentences. By the time Jenna began to feel her latest orgasm approaching she could barely even breath, but still managed to just get out the words to inform Rachel that she’d brought her bliss once again.

“Oh, fuck… I… I’m gonna… fuck… I’m gonna come… Oh god! Fuck me!” Jenna managed to spit out in stages between pants and involuntary groans of pure pleasure.

“Do it, Baby. Come for me,” was all Rachel could think to say and she repeated it as Jenna dug her fingernails into Rachel’s back and pounded her hips in rhythm to Rachel’s thrusts. 

It just kept building and building. Jenna stretched her arms to grab at Rachel’s butt trying to somehow pull her deeper into her as she felt it coming. Rachel just kept slamming her pelvis with the dildo attached into Jenna’s accepting hole until suddenly with something not quite a scream, but far too loud for a moan and a wonderful quaking wave that rushed through her entire body Jenna came, holding Rachel to her as her whole world shook with ecstasy.

Rachel, of course, never once thought of stopping her thrusting. She was intent on giving Jenna all she could handle and, as she’d learn to expect, Jenna proved to be positively insatiable. It was a very endearing trait that Rachel couldn‘t help but love. 

After Jenna recovered from her first pounding Rachel fucked her step sister to another strong orgasm as she lay on top of her and then the little energizer bunny simply insisted that Rachel fuck her to another one in the doggy style position. Rachel didn’t protest one little bit. She wasn’t ashamed to admit that that was also a favorite of hers when she made use of strap on.  The nice view of Jenna’s cute, little butt and long, lean back was also a nice prurient treat that Rachel didn’t mind enjoying along with kneading those soft cheeks and occasionally giving them a nice, loving swat as she pounded Jenna’s pussy until they both collapsed on the bed in exhaustion.

When they were finally done Jenna crawled on top of her exhausted step sister and kissed her slowly as she enjoyed the deepest, most satisfying afterglow of her young life and Rachel gladly accepted her kiss expecting nothing more. She didn’t get it either. At least for awhile as they both were simply too spent to do anything but kiss and cuddle. Well, kiss at first until Jenna made Rachel unbuckle her strap on so they cuddle properly without the rubber shaft poking her in the belly. 

That’s how they remained for a good fifteen minutes until Jenna asked her for some water. Rachel gladly grabbed them both a glass from the sink and when she came back she found Jenna breaking up some more weed to roll another joint which they soon smoked together as they re-hydrated and cuddled some more while engaging in some pillow talk. When the joint burned to a roach and they switched to a bowl Rachel began to nod off completely satisfied with what they’d done. 

Her well earned nap didn’t last long, however. Jenna was not about to let Rachel go to sleep without at least attempting to return some of the selfless pleasure she’d received. She tried to wake her up gently, but found that impossible, so, instead she decided to just get down between Rachel’s legs and give her a good reason to wake up. Jenna’s plan proved to be well thought out as Rachel woke up only moments later to the feeling of a soft, warm tongue licking her clit as a delicate, little finger began to work its way in to her pussy. 

“What are…uh…you doing?” Rachel said as the finger found its way inside her and began to slowly work its way in and out.

“I think I’m eating your pussy,” Jenna said from between her thighs with more than a hint of sarcasm and devilish smile. 

“But y… you don’t have to,” Rachel protested weakly as Jenna, inexperienced as she was, quickly seemed to be figuring out the basics of good cunnilingus all on her own.

“Shhh,” Jenna came back sweetly as she continued to finger Rachel‘s pussy. “It’s the least I could do. Besides you taste yummy. You really should’ve told me. We could’ve been doing this in junior high. So much time wasted.”

“But…,” Rachel started, but was shushed again.

“Shut up and let me concentrate,” Jenna replied somewhat curtly before diving back into Rachel’s pussy. Rachel did as she was told and let her step sister do her best. Jenna quickly proved to be something of a protégé’ as she quickly licked and finger Rachel to a sweet orgasm. By the end of the night Jenna wasn’t quite an expert, if you wanted to call it that, but she proved to be quite adept at making Rachel come and followed her first with a second one almost immediately before Rachel pulled her on top of her into a sixty nine and they ate each other to another before finally agreeing to go to sleep.

In the morning they started all over again and managed to make each other come a couple times before Jenna’s father called and asked her to go to lunch with him and then they made love again in the shower before she left. For the rest of Jenna’s time in town she and Rachel hardly left Rachel’s bed accept when one or both of them had to deal with their parents as they caught up on all the fun they’d missed on together. Rachel even let her use the strap on her the night before she left. It took Jenna awhile, but she eventually figured it out and learned to love the feeling of giving her step sister a good, hard fucking.

When Jenna left to go back to school it was a much sadder moment than either expected, but they both knew that this wouldn’t be a one time thing. In fact, Jenna promised to spend her whole summer with Rachel if she was still without a girlfriend. As it happened at the time, she was and so was Jenna. It turned out to be a wonderful summer that would eventually lead to them moving in together after Rachel found a decent job near Jenna’s school and they had a great deal of fun together. Nothing serious, but very, very enjoyable.

Their parents did eventually divorce and they were sad about that, but they couldn’t help but have fond memories of the night when it all broke down because it was that same night that brought them together. Eventually Rachel’s mother found herself a nice guy with an open mind about less than monogamous relationships and Jenna’s father found the strength to stop drinking and married a woman he met in AA, so Rachel and Jenna didn’t feel too guilty about feeling good when their “anniversary” came up. In fact, they often celebrated with a night much like their first night together though a little less one sided and completely free of guilt.

In short, life was good. In fact, it was fucking great.




