Chapter 3
Because Joan, seventeen and blonde, and Abbie, her fifteen-year-old brunette sister were left alone much of the time, due to the swinging activities of their parents, they eventually fell into the practice of sleeping together, a situation of which Joan was in favor but Abbie dubious.
Joan had a reason for wanting to sleep with her young, pretty sister-she wanted to make her. Joan, of course, was definitely the aggressor in the situation while Abbie was the so-called victim. However, Abbie developed such a liking for her sister's affection that the relationship threatened to turn itself about. We are concerned here only with the first time Joan attempted to put the make on her kid sister. It took place somewhat as follows.
Abbie, a cute girl with pretty breasts, had gone to bed early, but not to sleep. She was reading a book she had bought and was entirely captivated by it. She barely glanced at Joan when she stepped into the room but was obliged to take a second and somewhat startled look at her sister when she noticed she was stark naked.
"Hey," Abbie cried out in astonishment. "What's with you? Can't you find your pajamas?"
Joan came to the bed and sat down. She fingered her hard, small breasts. "Do you mind if I crawl in bed?" she asked in a sultry voice, her eyes boring into Abbie's.
Abbie moved over on the bed obligingly. "No, I don't mind," she said. "But I'm going to be reading for a while. I've got this new book and...."
Joan was already in bed and under the covers. She seemed, however, to be taking great pains not to cover her breasts. "Abbie," she said suddenly, not quite meeting her sister's glance, "what would you think if I told you I wanted to kiss your titties?"
Abbie felt something happening to the nape of her neck. She forced herself to smile at her sister. "You're kidding," she said. "You must be."
Joan shook her head firmly. "I'm not kidding. I want to...fool around."
"With...me?" Abbie didn't know what to think about all this. Was Joan drunk? Had she gotten into their dad's whiskey? No, she didn't smell as if she had been drinking.
"Yes, damn it, with you. Don't try to act so innocent. You know what I'm talking about." Joan's eyes burned fiercely.
"Well...sort of...but I never dreamed that you were...."
"That kind of girl? Well, I am, so there. I like being this way," Joan added fiercely. "It turns me on like crazy and it will you, too, if you'll just let it."
Abbie put her book down after dog-earing the page carefully. The truth was, she was somewhat excited by the look of lust in her sister's blue eyes. She hesitantly pulled down the sheet to reveal her own breasts. Abbie was not wearing pajamas, either, though with her it had been a matter of laziness and not a sexual matter.
"Jesus, kid, you've got pretty tits," Joan cried, and reaching over cupped Abbie's right titty in her hand. "I'd like to suck them."
"You shouldn't say things like that, Joan. You know you shouldn't." twisted slightly smiled. "Shit," she said. "Double shit."
"Hey," Abbie cried indignantly. "What's with you? You never talked like that before."
"I got me a hot tongue, kid, that's what's happening. You know what a hot tongue is?" Joan's face was contorted with the look of lust.
Abbie moistened her pretty red lips nervously. "No, I guess I don't."
"Hot tongue is something a gal like me gets when she sees a female body." Joan grinned at her younger sister meaningfully. "Now do you understand?"
"If you want to...kiss my titties...go ahead...see if I care," Abbie said, not quite willing to be treated as a know-nothing youngster.
Joan cried out and threw herself on top of Abbie, placing her lips about Abbie's left titty and applying suction to it in the most maddening manner. Abbie moaned and stroked Joan's hair, liking the feeling of having her tits sucked.
"Oh...Joan...that feels...good...." The words tumbled from Abbie's lips.
When Joan suddenly bit her, Abbie struck her sister on top of the head, angrily. The anger quickly passed, however, for Joan had slipped her hand between Abbie's now moist thighs and was rubbing her cunt lips gently. Abbie sighed, forgot her anger and parted her legs invitingly. Joan moved her head downward and away from Abbie's tits. She ran her tongue about in the vicinity of Abbie's navel and then entered the navel, itself making little circling movements that nearly drove Abbie mad with a wild and strange desire.
"Oh...Joan...what are you doing?" Abbie gasped.
Joan began to kiss Abbie's tummy. As she did so, Abbie went limp and without realizing it, spread her legs apart more than before. Joan ran her tongue downward from her younger sister's navel until she was in the pubic hair. Abbie held her breath now and Joan's lips and tongue lingered there momentarily. When Joan went even lower and her tongue touched the wet spot that Abbie referred to privately as hers, Abbie cried out and again stroked her sister's hair. Joan let her tongue linger along the edges of Abbie's cunt for a long period of time, or so it seemed to Abbie, but then she dipped it inside and when Abbie felt this happening she jumped high on the bed, knocking her sister's head aside.
"Hey!" Joan cried out, angrily. "Watch it. What the hell are you doing?"
Abbie became instantly apologetic. "I'm sorry, sis, honest I am. When you darted your tongue up inside me I just...I just jumped."
"Be still," Joan told her fiercely. "Get down flat on your back and spread those creamy legs, baby. I'm coming to fuck."
"What?" Abbie cried almost stupidly.
"I'm gonna tongue-fuck you, kid, that's what. Spread those lush thighs of yours."
"Where did you ever learn to talk so...funny?" Abbie wanted to know. Her heart was hammering furiously within her chest.
"I don't always talk this way, kid. Only when I'm hot for cunt."
"You sound almost like a...stranger."
"Listen," Joan cried fixing her sister with a fierce, blue-eyed look, "do you want to get tongue-fucked or not? "
"That's such an...awful word. Can't you call it something else?"
Joan grinned lustfully. "That's what it is, kid. It's fuck. In this case it's tongue-fuck. That's what I'm going to do to you soon as you spread your legs."
"Tongue-fuck?" Abbie repeated reluctantly. "What awful hot words."
Joan evidently was tired of talking about it, so she gave Abbie a shove that sent the younger girl flat on her back. While she was trying to regain her balance, Joan grabbed her right leg and holding it high by the knee, thrust her own head under it until she was between Abbie's very wet thighs.
"Oh...Joan...are you...going to...do that...really?"
"I'm going to show you the time of your life, kid. You wait and see. You ain't never known nothing like this tongue-fucking business."
"Oh...Joan," was all Abbie could say. She was so weak from excitement.
Joan leaned forward and ran her tongue about in Abbie's navel in a devilishly maddening manner and as Abbie shuddered with delight at this hot piece of business, Joan went further by drawing back and running her tongue the entire length of her sister's cunt.
"Oh...my...goodness...Joanie, you're driving me...nuts."
Joan fastened her lips on the cunt edges of her sister and sucked hard. This felt so good to Abbie that she smiled and purred like a kitten.
"You like it, don't you, kid?" Joan asked. "Just wait. You ain't seen nothing yet."
"I'm so...hot...Joanie...I never thought girls...could get...this way with each other." Abbie was almost beside herself with passion.
"Cut it out. You know damned well we could. I've seen the way you've stared at my tits and box when I was taking a shower."
"Have I? I mean, did I really stare at you...there?"
"You sure did, kid. More'n once."
"Hmm, I never thought you knew about it."
"I don't miss much, kid," Joan paused. "Spread your legs a bit more. I'm going in deep with my tongue now."
Abbie instantly spread her legs farther apart, her one leg still over her sister's shoulder. Immediately, as if she had suddenly gotten a better idea, Joan pulled Abbie's other leg down over her opposite shoulder. Now Abbie could glance downward across the expanse of her bare tummy and see her sister's long, blond hair between her legs, could see her forehead near her crotch as Joan again began to lick Abbie's cunt with her warm, wet tongue. It was such a hot-looking affair that Abbie had a small, quick orgasm which caused her slender body to shudder with delight.
"Oh!" she gasped. "Oh...this is...great...fun."
Joan now firmly buried her face in Abbie's moist crotch as Abbie watched her with fascination. She felt the wet tongue stroking the sensitivities of her private place, felt the searing touch of it as it darted into her cunt deeply only to be hastily and maddeningly withdrawn. However, Joan soon shot her tongue back up Abbie's cunt passionately, and Abbie had a second small but delightful orgasm.
"How does that feel, kid?" was Joan's muffled question, as she panted hard.
"Wonderful...just wonderful...do it some more...please?" Abbie was also panting hard.
"Lock your ankles together behind my back, kid," Joan told her. "I like to feel I'm helpless. It turns me on, it really does."
Abbie dutifully locked her ankles together in such a way that she was, in effect, imprisoning her sister's head. It was a nice feeling for Abbie, and she could see it was equally nice for Joan who was panting harder now, her breath warming Abbie's thighs, cunt and tummy.
Abbie had another little orgasm. My, this was delightful fun. Why hadn't Joan ever done this to her before? All these little orgasms. How delightful they were.
"I like...it, Joanie," she told her sister. "I like it a lot."
Joan shot her tongue up Abbie's cunt again and wiggled it about in every which way. This nearly caused Abbie to faint from sheer excitement.
"I like it, too, kid. There is nothing like tongue-fucking."
"Oh...Joanie...may I? Could I? I mean, would you let me do it, too? I mean to yours?"
Abbie's eyes were bulging now, though she was not aware of this.
"Sure, kid. But later. Right now I want to make you blow your wad."
Abbie giggled. "That's the way boys talk. I heard 'em talk like that once."
"Aw...what do they know. Dumb bastards." Joan sounded harsh.
Abbie was shocked by her sister's blistering tone, but she got over it soon. Especially when Joan resumed darting her tongue in and out of her cunt with great rapidity. Abbie had another orgasm, and this time, it was larger and longer lasting than the others had been. It devastated the younger girl to such an extent that she began to perspire excessively and panting in the manner of a puppy dog that has had a long run under a hot sun.
"Oh...that's so nice...Joanie," Abbie moaned, gasping for air at the same time.
Joan ran her tongue up through Abbie's pubic hair until it came to rest in her navel. She wiggled her tongue about in the hole in such a way that Abbie had to close her eyes tightly and hang on desperately to her sister's head. Abbie actually had a feeling she was going to fall from some high place at any moment. However, Joan left the navel soon and returned to the crotch, whereupon she darted her wet, long tongue up Abbie's cunt again causing the younger girl to jump high into the air as she had done previously.
"Oh," Abbie sighed. "Those sudden moves of your tongue drive me wild."
Joan was holding her down firmly now as she glared at her younger sister. "If you don't stop that damned jumping, I'm gonna punch you," she declared roughly.
"Why do you talk like that to me?" Abbie cried fearfully. I can't help it if your...tongue-fucking...," Abbie hesitated at using the term, "...makes me jump. I jump because you do things suddenly and it startles me. It feels so good that I just jump up like crazy." She paused. "But I'm sorry. I'll try to lie still."
Joan softened her expression and tone of voice. "I'm sorry, too. It's just that when you jump like that you break contact between my tongue and your cunt, and baby, I want my tongue up your cunt, not out of it. You understand me?" Joan peered at her, a sisterly smile on her face.
Abbie nodded. "Please put your tongue back in...it feels so good...it makes me weak all over, and I feel just wonderful."
Joan disengaged herself from Abbie's thighs and lifting her body, turned it about until Abbie, looking directly up, could see an expanse of brown pubic hair directly over her face. She watched with terror and fascination as Joan lowered her cunt to her mouth. When the hair touched Abbie's lips, she kissed it quickly, eagerly. But when the pressure of Joan's cunt became too great, Abbie nearly panicked. She shoved at Joan's hips and the older girl lifted her body a little to permit the younger one to breathe.
"You scared me there for a moment," Abbie cried. "Please don't do that."
"Don't be scared, kid. Just suck my cunt. Stick your tongue out of your mouth and work my cunt over. I need it real bad." Saying this, Joan ran her own tongue the length of Abbie's slit, which almost caused the younger girl to jump up again. However, she managed to restrain herself this time.
"I can't help it, Joanie...I am scared," Abbie cried softly, by way of explanation. She continued to kiss the hair around her sister's cunt with great eagerness.
"That's good, kid...only run your tongue along my crack, too. Go inside baby."
"I'm scared," Abbie complained. "Can't you understand that? "
Joan's only answer was to begin a male-fucking movement with her hips. This caused her cunt to spread open and the wet inner surface wiped itself across Abbie's trembling lips. A strange thing happened. Abbie suddenly turned into the aggressor. She was no more the frightened kid, the startled youngster, hesitant and fearful. Even Joan appeared surprised at the fury of Abbie's tongue-fucking, which the younger girl seemed capable of doing expertly without any previous experience. She must have been doing something right for as her tongue wiped up and down and across Joan's slit, Joan was moaning and thrashing about on top of her sister, her hips moving frantically until finally, Abbie grabbed her thighs and held her motionless as she continued to thrust her tongue recklessly into Joan's hole.
"Jesus Christ, kid, that's...great...keep it up." This from Joan, who seemed to be in something of a state of shock.
"Get busy on my cunt, you," Abbie barked, surprising even herself. She had never in her life spoken this way to her older sister.
"Hey, kid," Joan cried, "I've got you. I've really got you hooked. Great! Wonderful! You're just like me now, aren't you? Think of the fun we can have together."
"Oh, shut up and suck cunt," Abbie barked crossly, annoyed that she had to remove her lips from Joan's sweet-tasting cunt for even an instant.
"Well, how about that," Joan murmured and thrust her tongue back up Abbie's slit in a renewed show of passion.
"Oh, that's so good," Abbie cried thickly. "Take me. Make me come, baby!"
They continued to suck each other's cunt while their hands found each other's breasts. Soon they were squeezing tits fiercely as their tongues worked over the cunts that were pressed eagerly against willing lips.
Abbie stopped once to regain her breath. "Oh, this is so beautiful...this is just the greatest thrill in the world!"
"Yeah, kid. I told you it was." Joan paused. "Go deeper in me, can you? I like to have my bumper jumped."
Abbie didn't know what she was talking about, but she made every effort to thrust her tongue more deeply into her sister's box. She must have done it properly for Joan cried out and began to fuck her face again. She did it so furiously that Abbie had trouble keeping up with her moving, hopping cunt. However, she found she could do this, and in the act of doing it she discovered great satisfaction. My, this sister-on-sister thing was wonderful. It was the most exciting thing that Abbie had ever experienced, and she knew, already, that this was going to be her sort of life from now on. The hell with boys. Well...she might take one on occasionally, but this female-to-female bit was simply terrific.
Joan stopped her frantic fucking movements and Abbie, still clasping her sister's tits, was able to concentrate better on getting her tongue more deeply into that wet, inviting cunt. This is what she immediately proceeded to do. Joan moaned and squeezed Abbie's tits so hard that Abbie had to ask her to let up on the pressure, which Joan did, though not for long. When Abbie felt her breasts being squeezed too hard again, she, in turn, squeezed harder on Joan's. This, however, had no effect insofar as getting Joan to lessen her squeezing-Joan appeared to like hurting people and being hurt in turn. This was something about which Abbie knew nothing at all.
"Joanie," she complained finally, "please don't squeeze them so hard. The pain is terrific."
"Okay, kid," Joan panted, letting up on the squeezing but beginning to lick Abbie's asshole.
This felt so good to Abbie that she had an immediate and large orgasm. "Oh, my goodness, but you do that well Joanie. It nearly drives me crazy...but crazy good, if you know what I mean."
"Sure, kid, now do the same thing to me. I love this stuff, don't you?"
"Yes," Abbie agreed quickly. "It's wonderful I'm so glad you showed me how to do it."
"I figured it was about time you enjoyed...yourself, kid." Joan moved from Abbie's asshole back to her cunt, kissing it repeatedly.
"Have you been...sucking...cunts long, Joanie?"
Joan ceased her action and was silent for a minute. "Why do you want to know that?" she asked.
"Just curious. Have you done this with other girls?"
"Sure, kid. Lots of times. Ever since I was twelve."
"Honest? Since you were twelve?"
"That's right, kid. Since I was twelve."
"Gee, it's kind of strange."
"Yeah, that's the way I felt about it at first. Isn't it wonderful, however?"
"Suck my cunt some more, Joanie. I promise you I'll suck you till you get a hot." Abbie was panting again.
"Okay, kid. You go ahead and suck me some more. I'll give you a few hots, myself."
The two girls went back to work on each other's cunts with their lips, tongues and their passions. Joan had rolled off Abbie so that they now were lying on their sides, their thighs wrapped about each other's head, their cunts pressed fiercely against the opposite set of lips. Both girls began slow fucking movements, for this helped to keep their passions running high and also caused their cunts to open up, making it easier to tongue them. Their young bodies, as naked as the day they were born, were wrapped together in a love embrace that was unbelievably exciting. They moved their loins about wantonly, their tongues worked feverishly in a constant attempt at making the other girl spasm.
That they did spasm at the same time was not quite as much of a coincidence as one might have thought. After all, they were sisters and it is understandable that they may have had similar "highs." It was entirely possible that a similar amount of lip-rubbing and tongue movement in their respective cunts would cause them to blow at approximately the same time.
Abbie noticed immediately how very wet Joan's cunt had become, how very fast her sister's breathing was, how the perspiration was dripping freely from both of their bodies, their sweat intermingling and becoming as one. She also noticed that her own cunt had become extraordinarily damp, and that Joan was licking up the dampness much in the manner of a kitten lapping milk. This excited Abbie all over again to such an extent that she pulled hard on Joan's breasts. The two girls jumped up from the bed at the same time, then accidentally fell to the floor with Abbie on top.
Abbie's cunt was positioned directly over Joan's breasts, so Abbie did the one thing she had not done up to this point-she pissed.
They both giggled.
Even pissing had become a thrill to them.