“And she liked to lick my clit while pushing a smallfour inch vibrator up my ass!”
Both ladies took a sip of wine, and the elder brunetteagain crossed her long silk covered legs again. Theblonde continued, “You haven’t had oral sex if youhaven’t felt this girls tongue between your legs.” Theyounger woman enjoyed confronting her sister with bluntsexual images, it very much shocked the reserved woman.
The elegantly dressed brunette giggled almostgirlishly, and to stifle herself, she took another sipof wine. “My god, I don’t believe you did that! Youwere always the wild one but I never have eventhought…”
The straight haired blonde interrupted, “What? Youwould not have thought that the best sex of my lifewould come from a eighteen year old lesbian?”
The sound of silk crossing as the brunette crossed herlegs, attempting to forget the tingling in her groin.“Yes, I guess that’s it. Does this mean your alesbian?” She couldn’t meet the others eyes,embarrassed at having asked the question.
Laughing suddenly, “Lord no Sheryl! I can never getenough of my husbands cock, its just that sex with thatteenager was different and very satisfying.”
“Was it only the one time?”
“Yes, unfortunately. I thought it would be toodangerous since the faculty takes a dim view ofinstructors that have sex with one of their students.”Sheryl nodded affirmatively, but still felt a littlelight headed at the blunt images she had beenpresented. “Though I used to have fantasies about youwhen we were teenagers.” The blonde covered herembarrassment by bringing the long stem goblet up totake another sip of the grape.
Sheryl felt her hands trembling and asked, “Yourkidding right Becky?”
“No. Of course they were rather juvenile fantasies, butyou were my big sister, my idol. I wanted very much tobe like you then.” The blonde never bothered to explainthat those fantasies still exist when she lay awakelate at night.
“But you never said a word?” Sheryl put down her winegoblet, feeling a bit lightheaded at the informationshe was forced to process as well as the alcohol.
“What was I supposed to say, `I think about lickingyour cunt’?” Becky was always had a fouler mouth thanher older sister. “Or that I used to lick my ownfingers thinking the juices came from you?”
It was a bit too much to take all at once, Sherylhardly felt prepared for her sister’s blunt admission.She tried to change the subject, “Did you ever have sexwith another woman before your student?” Though thebrunette would rather have changed the subjectcompletely away from sex, it was making her feel ratheruncomfortable.
“No. I was too embarrassed.”
It was Sheryl’s turn to laugh, “Too embarrassed? You!”The younger of the two was always the wilder of thesisters. Constantly having new boyfriends, staying outto all hours, in trouble in school. Let alone therumors at her sexual conquests with her numerousboyfriends and even with groups of men.
“Yes, embarrassed.” Becky became indignant, “That Iwould have rather been spreading my legs for you thanfor that jerk thirty-second-Bob!” Bob had been herboyfriend for a quarter of her senior year.
“Thirty-second…” Sheryl laughed into her hand. It wasthe first she heard the nickname of her sister’s oldboyfriend.
After the elder sister finished giggling, the roombecame unnaturally quiet. Becky finished her thirdglass of wine while Sheryl simply looked down at thecarpet. Outside a bird fluttered near the windowcausing the only sound, other than the gears of aantique clock, in the room.
Again, Sheryl crossed her legs, the sound of the silkalmost thunderous as it echoed about the high walledroom. Becky could not help herself and stared again atthe black silk covered lower limbs of her older sister.A look that the elder woman did not miss.
“Did you tell Darren?” Becky’s husband.
The blonde nodded negatively, she hadn’t told anyoneuntil her sister heard her admissions. “I’m not thecrazy younger sister you thought Sheryl.”
“Evidently!” Though Sheryl would have admitted that heryounger sister had stabilized very much since marryingher millwright husband.
“I did a lot of those crazy things just to see if youwould notice me.” Becky scratched her two centimeternails along the thigh of her tight jeans, the soundagain loud in the large living room.
“You didn’t have to do that.” Sheryl suddenly feltempathetic towards her younger sister. Always the wildone, that rarely left anything alone. What could shesay, “Why did you come here today Becky?”
The two had become distant friends after the loudshouts and tempers of adolescence. Yet, other thanholidays, the two siblings hadn’t seen each otheroutside of family functions for several years. Sheryl’shusband, a partner in a successful law firm, didn’tmuch care for his wife’s family. Though he was on atrip to the capital, and wasn’t due back for severalweeks, Sheryl wondered, for the first time, if hersisters surprise visit was merely coincidence.
For a long while Becky simply sat scratching her thighsand licking her lips. When he finally spoke, she lookeddirectly up into Sheryl’s blue eyes and whispered, “Iwant to make love to you.”
Sheryl thought she had misheard something, and snapped,“What?”
“After I had my first affair with a woman, I suddenlyknew what I had desired all those years ago.” Becky wasthirty two years old, and her sister three years olderthan her. “I wanted to come here and see if it waspossible to enjoy a fantasy that I have had for almosttwenty years.” She had stopped breathing, watching forher sisters reaction.
It was too much for the dignified woman, “This is sometype of joke right Becky?”
“No, its not. I want to make love to you and let youknow just how much I have always desired you.”
Sheryl uncrossed her legs, noticing her sisters quickglance down as she pressed her own knees together. Noone in her life, not even her husband, had expressedsuch a thing to her. Surely she was pretty, though shethought a bit on the thin side, her younger sisterhaving got all the sexy curves of the two. The elderwoman knew she had to stop her sister’s perversion, asshe thought of it, as quickly as possible.
Before she could speak up Becky suddenly stood. “Thehouse is empty until your son gets home tomorrow fromhis band trip, so we won’t be interrupted. I’ll beupstairs in your bedroom Sheryl.” It was the irritatingpersonality that always plagued the older woman, butshe couldn’t say a word as she watched her sister’sshapely ass sway as she exited the room.
Becky had come to a decision about her life and she wasgoing to get her own way unless her sister found couldtell her that she just wasn’t interested in aincestuous relationship with any woman let alone herown younger sister. This intrusion into her privatelife was unacceptable, Sheryl was nervous simply withher sister being in her house let alone upstairs in herprivate room.
The grandfather clock was the only noise in the largehouse, and the longer she sat the harder Sheryl’s heartbegan to pump. When finally the tall woman stood,smoothing out her skirt, and turned her embarrassmentand nervousness into another emotion – anger. Anemotion the elder sister understand, at least when itcame to confronting her own sister. As it was when theywere teens, it was often the best way to handle hersister. She told herself, the only reason she was goingup the stairs, to her own room, was to confront hersister and possibly throw her out of her house untilshe had time to cool down.
Sheryl’s three inch black heels foretold of her arriveas she aggressively approached her own bedroom. Findingthe door wide and the bed pulled down, she didn’t findher sister as she predicted. It was obvious Becky hadbeen here, closing the shades and lighting a candle,but there was no sign of the obsessed woman. Sherylstalked through the doorway of the master bedroom andstood staring at the newly turned down bed, angerclouding her senses.
Hands encircled her body, trapping her arms against hersides. Becky pressed her body behind her sisters. Thefull lips of the younger woman quickly coming intocontact with the sensitive skin of her sister’s neck.Sheryl hadn’t time to defend herself and simply gaspedout in surprise at her sister’s boldness.
The embrace only lasted a few seconds until Sherylpulled out from her sister’s arms. Becky stood back andallowed her sister to view her. So unlike the woman whosat downstairs, the younger woman was not wearing aninch of clothing, her full natural beauty revealedsolely for her sister.
It was the first time Sheryl had seen her sister nakedsince their teens, when Becky often walked around nudeor nearly so with her sister in attendance, and feltjealous at the younger woman’s still firm and tonedbody. Her long blonde hair, untied, hung almost to herround hips. While the white skin about her breasts andcrotch told of the hours under the sun in a very skimpybikini, leaving the remainder of her body a dark bronzecolor.
Sheryl had not been so lucky with time. Her slim, palewhite almost boyish, frame was starting to wrinkle sagand otherwise become rather soft in areas. Lookingdirectly at her sister’s mature still strong body wasnot like looking into the mirror. A part of herwondered why Becky was even attracted to her, since shewas definitely not beautiful. Perhaps she could beconsidered striking, as long as she was dressed forcocktails and not in sexy lingerie. Sheryl realized shealso felt jealousy at the teenager whom had enjoyed hersister’s sexy body.
Becky walked slowly over to the bed and crawled up intothe middle of it. Sheryl stood stunned as her sisterdropped her shoulders down and spread her knees apart.This presented a very graphic view of her own sister’snearly hairless vagina and ass hole. A part of her saidrun, but she only stood watching as her sister reachedbeneath herself and the fingers began to manipulate theglistening folds of her vagina.
It was easily apparent that Becky was excited, thegeneral area about her crotch and even her fingersquickly became coated with a shiny thick liquid,evidence of her sister’s physical excitement. As theseconds turned into minutes, Sheryl realized her sisterwas getting very excited, her body humping upon her ownexploring fingers and her voice echoing that enjoyment.A river of female juice flowed from the sexy blondepussy. It slide down her spread tanned thighs, itcovered the fingers, and collected into drops upon thekinky coarse blonde hair.
The elder sister realized her gaze was almost hypnotic,and she could help that her mouth was practicallywatering. Two fingers pumped in and out of the invitinghole in time to the sexual rocking of her sisters bodywas enough to cause shivers to run randomly through herthin body..
Becky started to moan into the bed, her face turnedslightly to the side and her older sister could hearevery word. “Oh Sheryl! God, I love you. Eat me, yes…eat me!” At first the brunette thought the words werefor her ears, but soon realized Becky was lost in herown erotic mental fantasies.
The scream surprised the quivering standing woman, asher sister let out a wail of pleasure and excitement.This revealed the initial stage of the large orgasmBecky started to endure. From half a dozen feet away,Sheryl could see the contortions that her sister’smuscles underwent. She could see the grasping musclesof her sex as well as the claws her fingers turnedinto. It was the first time Sheryl had ever witnessed awoman’s orgasm, even her own were so rare that it hadbeen years since she had even heard or smelt thepleasure echoing through the large room.
When Becky finally collapsed, Sheryl realized she hadbeen holding her breath and let it out in a gasp. Itwas the most erotic most blatantly sexual sight she hadever witnessed. She also realized her own body wassweaty and quivering uncontrollably.
Her younger sister dropped flat onto the bed, her legsstill spread and her body undergoing random spasms.Sheryl took the few steps that brought her to the edgeof her own king sized bed, merely a foot from hersisters torso. It was like another woman controlled heractions, at least that is how she would later feelabout this moment. Perhaps it was simplyinquisitiveness that reached out her bejeweled hand andfingers towards that sweaty naked female.
The difference between the two female bodies had alwaysbeen curves. Becky had them, Sheryl did not. Since theyhad both developed into woman, those curves had naggedat Sheryl’s consciousness and she attempted to ignoreher own jealously towards whatever power that chose thebodies they now owned. So, the first place thatreaching quivering hand touched was the round curve ofBecky’s sexy ass.
When she felt her palm touch the hot smooth wet skin,Sheryl jerked her hand back as if the skin had burnedher. She may have anticipated something stronger, somereaction from her sister or maybe some internal climaxto her own sexual hang-ups. Yet, nothing happened, shehad simply touched another woman’s skin.
Again the palm laid upon the whiteness of the bikiniline, but didn’t pull back the this time. Sherylwatched her hand with a strange remoteness, as if shewas watching a television. For several seconds thatthin long fingered hand simply lay upon the white skinbefore she moved her fingers inward, gasping the roundfirm bottom.
That was when she felt the first emotion towards whather sister had initiated, it was desire. Though shevery much covered it up, mostly from herself.
Becky lay silent, her head facing the oppositedirection, as she felt the hand moved about her bottom.It grasped her firmly before moving to another spot andagain grasp. She hadn’t moved or even acknowledged thetouches, afraid that her sister would go back into hermental hole and retreat from this encounter. Theyounger sister was determined to show her sister justhow much she was loved, and how desperately she wasdesired. Becky was already amazed at how far she hadgotten, surprised and pleased that Sheryl had notstormed out of the room but stayed to watch as a voyeurto Becky’s self pleasure. It had been for Sheryl, thatshe masturbated. The intense reaction she enjoyed wasbecause her older sister had been watching.
Another hand was placed on the opposite cheek andstarted to manipulate that globe. Sheryl watched, herteeth biting painfully into her bottom lip, as herhands freely amused themselves with the round firmglobes of another woman. They felt the familiar butalien skin and the older sister wanted more.
Becky felt the hands part her bottom and tried not tomoan in pleasure. Sheryl’s own hot breath touched herdamp skin, giving the naked woman a cool chill that ranup her spin. Her older sister was bending over lookingbetween the crack of her ass. It was kinky, it waserotic, and Becky thought it was better than any of heradolescent fantasies of her sister that she everimagined.
Sheryl started to wonder if her sister was unconscious,if the orgasm had been so large that she had beenknocked senseless for several minutes. It seemedinconceivable that such a thing could happen, since shehad not enjoyed such a tense moment, yet from theviolence of the spasms during her sisters climaxthought it was plausible. It added a new kinder elementto her touches and she found her own sex respondingappropriately.
The breath stopped, and Becky was about to groan loudlyfor the loss of that simple pleasure, until she feltthe lips.
Again she kissed that naked white skin, just on theunderside of Becky’s buttocks. Sheryl felt hot with herown fiery emotions, new conflicting emotions, thatcaused her to press her red lipstick covered lips againto the skin of her own sister. Then Becky groaned, veryloudly and from deep within her body. Sheryl froze,realizing her sister had not been unconscious but layallowing the sinful touches of her big sister.
Sheryl stood quickly and removed her hands from hersister. That part of her, that dignified and reservedwoman inside her returned.
Again in the doorway, her back to her own room, theelder sister answered, “Yes.” She had stopped at thesound of the blonde sister’s voice, her intention wasto leave this house as quick as possible.
“Don’t leave. Please.”
It took several seconds before Sheryl answered, “I’msorry Becky, I must.” Still she couldn’t take anotherstep, a part of her wanted very much to stay, to enjoythe relationship her own sister attempted to seduce herwith.
Then the arms again encircled her and the lips kissedthe smooth skin of her neck. Sheryl’s reserve couldn’thold out against her own fiery passions and she feltBecky’s hands turn her about.
The two mouths met in a open lipped passionate kissthat held little but desire and love. Sheryl groaned asBecky’s tongue speared slowly past both sets of lipsand the naked body pressed firmly against her ownclothed one. Soon her own tongue explored and foiledwith her sisters, while her hands returned to thatround firm bottom to clench at it positively.
Sheryl’s younger sister had other ideas, she reachedaround and took one of those thin hands and slide thehand down between them until it rested above her lovenest. The younger woman knew she had only one chance toseduce her sister, to engulf her with passion so deepthat she would not ever want to leave. To do that,Becky maneuvered the hand until she felt the fingerslide up into herself. It was but the first step,Sheryl’s reaction would be the second.
It startled Sheryl when she realized where her middlefinger currently was. It was as deep as it would goinside Becky’s hot wet vagina. Her younger sister beganto wiggle her hips and groan into her sister’s mouthwhile also moving her torso up and down against hersister. The finger moved in and out of her body andSheryl was amazed at the strange feeling of anotherwoman. Having only touched herself like that so rarely,it was a very foreign touch.
Becky pulled her mouth from her sister and grasped herin a huge hug, pressing her lips near Sheryl’s ear. Shegasped out in pleasure as she whispered, “It feelswonderful Sheryl! God, I want to make you feel thisgood.” It was enough to urge the older woman on and shebegan to move the digit firmly in and out of theclenching orifice.
“Use another finger sis. God I love you!”
Sheryl did, with her eyes closed trying to picture whatit must look like. What her sisters vagina would looklike with two of her fingers pretending to be a cockand attempted to fuck her. The older woman realized shewas enjoying herself, that she wanted to continue tofinger fuck her own sister. She also realized theenergetic movements of her sister’s naked body againsther own felt very good and she wanted more.
Again Becky surprised and took the initiative from hersister, she reached back to the single remaining handand moved in inwards. Sheryl felt her other hand beingmanipulated and could not wait to see what her sexysister had in mind. She did not have long to wait, asSheryl’s index finger pressed against the tiny hardmuscle of Becky’s anus.
“Put a finger in my ass Sheryl! I’ll do anything foryou sis. Just fuck me in both holes.”
The elder woman remembered her sister’s words when theyhad been seated pleasantly in the living room, how theteenage lesbian put a vibrator up her ass while lickingher. For the first time she knew she was doingsomething her sister had not shared with that younglesbian and she asked, “Did that slut do this to youBecky?” She purposely shoved the three fingers firmlyinto her sister’s body to reinforce her question.
“No… she never fingered me. God, just fuck mesenseless sis!”
Becky was very excited, but she was also hamming up herresponses to what her sister was doing to her. It wasindeed very exciting that she finally had her fantasycompanion with three fingers in her body. Yet, thewoman also knew that it she wanted to seduce her sisterand ensure that the relationship lasted longer than onehand job. So, she assumed that her sister would enjoyherself more if she saw just how much her actions wereeffective in producing excitement.
“God your such a slut Becky.”
The younger woman was humping herself against hersisters still covered body, “Fuck yes. I’m your slutsis!” Becky was grinding, and withering her body aboutwhen finally she gasped, “I can’t take it any longer.”Then she began to lower herself before Sheryl.
When the three fingers were forced to pull from the wetslippery holes between Becky’s legs, Sheryl realizedwhat her sister was doing. “No Becky.” She reached forthe younger woman’s arms, to pull her back up, butBecky simply ignored her.
A hand lifted the front of her skirt and her sister’shead disappeared beneath it. Just when her fear wasabout to cause her to run, Sheryl felt lips kissing herpanty covered pussy and suddenly her knees wanted togive out. She groaned out the years of frustration asher hands held the head before her. “Oh god!”
The clothing covering the one spot Becky had alwaysfantasized about, was saturated with Sheryl’s spend.She wanted to suck the juices from the panty but forcedherself to go slow by simply placing tender kisses uponthat sensitive mound. It was enough to get a taste ofher sister’s sex, and she was thrilled beyond words.Becky had to have more.
Hands fumbled with the clasps holding the stockings up,and Sheryl knew what was coming. She knew she had tostop her sister, yet a part of her needed this. It hadbeen years, since her initial discovery of her own bodyas a teenager, since she felt so excited and free.
Fingers hooked themselves into either side of her tightpanty and worked their way down. Sheryl placed herhands over her own eyes as her sister helped her stepout of her undergarment. She never resisted or helpedwhen her sister pushed her skirt up to the hips,exposing her naked loins.
Though she hide her eyes, Sheryl felt the gentle handsturn her about and then guided her to sit down on theedge of the bed. Becky kissed her sisters brow beforepressing her until her back was upon the soft sheet.Nothing was said, nor was there anything to say. Beckyknelt before her sister and placed a hand upon eachsilk covered knee.
Becky felt dizzy with expectation and excitement. Thiswas too much, her sister had been far more complacentthan she would ever have ever guessed or hoped. Now wasthe last part of this episode, as she thought of it. Ifher sister enjoyed what she was about to do to her,then Becky knew it would not be the end.
Sheryl groaned into her palms as the hands gently priedapart her knees until they were almost parallel. Therewas no waiting, or time to reconsider getting up toleave when a tongue slide all the way from the edge ofher ass hole to the top of her clitoris. She could notdo anything but groan and arch her back in pleasure. Itwas not the first tongue to sample that region, but itwas the first in years. She noticed the scent upon thefingers of the hand that had been between Becky’sthighs, and felt an urge to taste them. She did, bothhands lowered and she opened her mouth and slid afinger from each hand into her mouth.
Becky watched her sister and knew what she as doing, itthrilled her. She took another lick, watching to seewhich touches her sister enjoyed the most. The youngerwoman wasn’t about to stop until her sister had herfirst orgasm by another woman.
The older woman started to arch her back and press herpelvis out to meet the tongue that seduced her. It wasthe most fabulous feeling in her life, and had neverrealized how much she had been missing by not enjoyingthis part of her sexuality to the fullest. The teenageyears, when they shared the same house and their bodieshad been young and beautiful – if only that had triedthis then, Sheryl mentally gasped. Becky moved over hersex with almost perverted knowledge of every sensitivespot. Gone were the scared and nervous feelings or eventhe apprehension of being labeled with words like“incest” or “lesbian”. Nothing mattered but the nextlick, that accelerated her excitement, and herenjoyment.
Hands grabbed at the head to try and hold it there, buttwo strong hands came up and moved Sheryl’s paws to theback of her knees. She never even realized what she wasdoing as she lifted her legs, using her hands to holdher knees by her breasts. She did realize the tonguewas now licking at more sensitive areas, randomlyspearing into the hungry vagina and teasing thepuckered ass hole.
She looked positively sexy and Becky could not take hereyes from her older sister. Sheryl was holding back herlegs exposing her midriff region and allowing easieraccess to the talented tongue. Her sister still woreher black stockings, which ended mid-thigh, and theblack heels. The long slim legs looked wonderful andshe ran her hands up and down the length of them.
Becky worshipped at the sex of her sister. She couldhave made oral sex with her for hours. Her own heel wasbeneath her kneeling form and was pressed into her sex,giving herself something to grind her body upon as shemade love to the wet cunt before her.
Sheryl squealed and her body suddenly tightened, hervaginal muscles clasped at her sisters tongue, as thebeginning stages of orgasm began. Her legs suddenlystraightened out pointed up into the air as her sister,Becky, moved her tongue up to the oversensitiveclitoris and earnestly worked upon it.
That was it. Sheryl orgasmed beneath that unrelentingbut pleasurable tongue. Her body thrashed about and herhands clawed at her hair, while her legs rotated in theair above her sister’s head. The sounds of her pleasurewere loud as she squealed and then groaned, thenfinally gasped incoherent words. The orgasm was huge,possibly her largest and most certainly her mostsatisfying. Her mind went into a pleasurable daze anshe lay almost comatose upon the edge of her bed.
Sheryl was only barely conscious of hands gentlypulling off the remainder of her clothing, whileleaving the stocking. She did realize she was rolledover upon her stomach and helped up onto the middle ofthe bed. Though it took a few seconds of recognition torealize the tongue that was teasing her raised bottom.In her stupor she simply groaned and arched her bumoutwards, wanting to feel more of the pleasurabletouches that had given her so much enjoyment.
It was Becky, of course, and Sheryl took a few secondsto come to that conclusion. Her younger sister had herrear cheeks pulled widely apart and had her tonguepressed two centimeters into Sheryl’s rectum. Thetongue went slow and gentle, but simply and firmlypressed forward pass the thick anal ring.
It disgusted and embarrassed the older sister, but shearched her back giving Becky easier access to that partof her anatomy. It seemed to her, that her mind andbody were working against each other. One wanted tokeep propriety and be reserved. While the other soughtout pleasure and orgasm, which had been lacking formany years. The pleasure was winning, and her bodywanted more.
The tongue began to move in and out of the relaxedhole, simulating a small cock as it orally fucked thevirgin entrance. Sheryl gasped out, “God Becky!” Shehad wanted to tell her sister to stop, but wassurprised when the words didn’t come out. Then she feltthe tip of a finger feel around the entrance of hervagina and she realized what was going to happen to herbody. She was going to get a finger fuck just as shehad given Becky.
The entrance was very wet and allowed easy access tothe digit, Becky slide her index finger all the wayinto her sister. Sheryl gasped in surprised pleasure,not realizing how good that single finger felt insideher sensitive folds. The tongue and the imitationphallus began to work unison as they fucked both of herholes simultaneously.
It took surprisingly little time before Sheryl againorgasmed. It wasn’t near as large as the last, butalmost as pleasurable. It had the same nasty aspectsthat plagued the older sister’s mind but they were moreeasily overcome. In fact, as the orgasmic high startedto descend she felt rather good. She had just orgasmedwith her own sister’s tongue in her ass, and that nolonger bothered her, in fact it rather excited hersenses.
Those familiar hands gently rotated her body and themmoved her limbs out so she lay completely spread.Sheryl was not as brain dead as the first orgasm andsimply lay with eyes closed trusting in her youngersister to give her more pleasure.
The sexy shapely body moved between the spread thighsand lowered itself upon the tall thin woman. Beckpressed her very excited sex to the now familiar moundbelow her. She held her sisters body and moved hermouth next to Sheryl’s ear. “I love you sis.”
Sheryl smiled and replied with a whisper, “I love yousis.” She also came to the realization that she didindeed love her sister perhaps more than siblingsshould enjoy. She wrapped her arms about her sister andgiggled when she felt he friction upon her clitoris.
Becky began to suck upon Sheryl’s earlobe even whileher hips began to rotate, continuing the deliciousfriction of the two hot sex mounds. This was how sheoften fantasized Sheryl and her would have sex, in thismasculine position with their two hairy mounds pressedtogether. For years, when her sister sat across fromher at the dinner table, she imagined her sister’s faceas it was now – sweaty, tired and smiling. That look ofa sexually content woman who had just felt thepleasures of an orgasm was very exciting to Becky.Mostly because it was her sisters face that revealedthat look, and she looked that way because of thepleasure she had just delivered to her.
The elder sister began to slide back into sexual bliss,as she wrapped her long silk clad legs around hersister’s thin waist and began to pump upwards. Thetender moment was quickly turning into a passionatebump and grind, as the two ladies strived for a orgasm.
The sweaty hot salty skin clung together as hands,lips, and tongues, slid about it. The orgasm, anothersmall one for Sheryl but a larger fantasy induced onefor Becky, was not long in coming.
When it was over, Becky lay panting with exhaustionupon her sister. Sheryl kissed the sweaty brow next toher head and whispered into her younger sister’s ear,“Relax sis, sleep if you want.” The younger woman heldthe thin body in a fierce possessive hug. “I’m notgoing anywhere!” The hand squeezed the round firmbuttock confirmed her words.
Becky suddenly relaxed, knowing that her fantasy hadjust become reality.