Chapter 14
"Honey, If I don't get those answers, they will fail," Ivy was telling Eve.
"Don't worry, I'll talk to Johnny Q., he'll break into the principal's office at night and get the master sheets," Eve told Ivy. "All you do is find out where old baldy keeps the sheets."
"Right," Ivy agreed.
In her cute teenage way, Eve steered the conversation around to sex-the two of them hadn't screwed in a long time. Eve's tastes were quite different from Ivy's. Eve had had enough contact with boys her own age, she turned on to older men and women. While Ivy was busy playing doctor with her young partners, Eve wanted to play house with her older lovers.
Eve squeezed Ivy's tits through her blouse while Ivy moved her bosom into the cupping hands. While Eve kissed Ivy's mouth, she let her hands move down the woman's back until she could cup Ivy's ass. Eve lifted her sister's skirt in the back and grasped handfuls of panty-clad ass. She then broke the kiss and began opening Ivy's blouse. When she took off the blouse she ran her fingertips along the edges of Ivy's bra-cups.
With all of her many sexual exploits behind her, it was still Eve who could make Ivy tremble with true desire. It was Eve who could, at a touch, make Ivy's panties moist. It was still Eve who could make Ivy's breasts puff and her nipples prick up. Since Eve had been her first real sexual partner, Ivy's body knew the girl well.
Eve unhitched Ivy's bra and let the garment fall down the woman's body. Like a man, she stared at the fantastic tits. She squeezed both boobs gently with her fingers. She watched her beautiful sister shut her eyes and yield to the lovely caresses.
Wanting to taste the warm flesh of the other woman, Eve kissed Ivy between her breasts. She then let her tongue swirl under the curve of one tit-lick up and over the warm skin until it found the stiff nipple. Her tongue lapped at the turgid spike; she sucked the nipple into her mouth.
"Oh, suck it," Ivy moaned, being driven wild by Eve's knowing mouth and tongue.
After sucking one tit for a long time, Eve moved on to the other tit. She sucked this suffering tit while her deft fingers kneaded the other one.
Ivy was consumed by the urge to yield completely. She wanted to be naked, to feel vulnerable, wanted to be taken, used, and even abused by her nymph-like little sister. She cried out her needs to Eve.
Quickly, Eve took down Ivy's skirt, letting it slither down the woman's legs. And though it was an expensive skirt Ivy kicked it across the floor. Mundane things like clothes were of no interest to Ivy at this moment. She smelled hot and juicy cunt-this was her driving interest. She still had on her garter belt, her white lace-trimmed panties, and her sheer nylons. The white panties molded her hips and ass as if she'd been poured into them. They were also damp in the crotch.
Eve had Ivy turn around so she could see how tightly the panties clung to Ivy's buttocks. Eve enjoyed seeing pictures of women in restraining garments, too. With the flat of her hand, Eve patted Ivy's full rump.
At that very moment Ivy was thinking of Mary and her dildo; she experienced a sexy tightness between her thighs. ' "Bend over," Eve told Ivy.
Perplexed, Ivy asked, "How?"
"At the waist, silly, bend down and grab your ankles with your hands," Eve said.
When Ivy obeyed her sister's order, her panties drew even tighter about her ass, the leg-bands were digging into the creases where her thighs merged with her groin. Ivy was a pretty picture. Eve could see the hairy outline of Ivy's cunt through the damp crotch of her panties. She could see the pouting cunt lips pressing into the silky fabric of the panties. Eve felt her own cunt dribble at the sight. She pressed her palm up against Ivy's wet panty-clad crotch. Ivy was hot, her juice was oozing through the silky fabric of her panties.
"Mmmmmm," Ivy crooned as her sister's hand moved over her fabric-covered pussy. She wanted the hand to be a big thick dildo, wanted the dildo rammed into her leaking cunt. Her body quivered and she gripped her ankles tightly. She felt her tight panties being drawn down her hips and thighs; she unclasped her hands from around her ankles and lifted each foot in turn so Eve could take the panties from her feet. Eve then ran her hands slowly up Ivy's stockinged legs. She cupped the woman's full buns in her hands.
Ivy again grasped her ankles with her hands as Eve caressed and stroked the now naked ass. Eve drew her fingers up and down through the hot ass crack, touched the moist and expectant asshole.
"Ohmnnnn," Ivy mewled as shivers of anticipation moved down her back.
Eve's fingers caressed the undersides of Ivy's cheeks. The fingers slid through Ivy's liquid cuntal groove. For a time Eve stroked the pulpy cunt lips, then dug two fingers up into the mushy hole.
Ivy moaned with true joy. Eve was her greatest lover. Eve was everything to Ivy at this moment. Ivy's body moved with the digging fingers. She swayed from side to side as if she were in some kind of trance.
Eve easily slipped her thumb into Ivy's asshole. Now she had two fingers of one hand up Ivy's cunt and the thumb of the same hand up her ass. She began to fuck both holes with the respective digits.
"Unghh, fuck me!" Ivy groaned. Her face was flushed because of her bent-over posture, her legs were growing tired, she wanted to lie down. Yet, she didn't want to disobey. "Oh, make me come, darling."
Being only sixteen, Eve was proud of her sexual capabilities. In her brief sexual life she had made many girls and boys squirm with desire-even her mother and father. She loved it all. She enjoyed being the most popular girl in school. She was proud that she was the only girl in school to have fucked the whole football team.
Eve moved backward slightly and laughed to herself as Ivy's ass moved backward to follow the fingers. Eve moved again and Ivy followed. When they were at the side of the bed, Eve had Ivy get up on the bed without losing contact with the fingers. Ivy knelt on her knees and elbows, still offering her ass and cunt to her sister's fingers and thumb. Eve didn't miss a stroke as Ivy got into position.
Ivy now felt a bit more comfortable. There was no longer a fight against gravity; she could now relax and give herself totally to the experience.
In time, Eve's fingers were coated with goo from both holes, which made it easier for the digits to move back and forth. Eve began to lick Ivy's smooth back. She could feel the muscles of Ivy's back quiver with anticipation; she was pleased that Ivy was shaking with lust. She could feel Ivy's cunt and asshole gripping her fingers tightly in a loving embrace. Ivy had been mastered and this thrilled Eve.
Ivy dug her fingers into the bedclothes. "What's taking so long?" she muttered into the mattress. She wanted release. Again she wished for Mary and her dildo. She wanted to be plugged.
Eve knew that she was tantalizing her sister. She enjoyed the feeling of power which she was experiencing. She had experienced this same feeling of power whenever she sucked off a boy. She would make the boy squirm, cause him to quiver defenselessly, make him know that he was completely in her power.
"Aggghhhhh," Ivy groaned as her body pulsed through a blissful orgasm.
A few minutes later, Ivy told Eve, "I can never get enough of you. You're the best." And she drew her sister into an embrace, kissed her soft and hungry lips. Eve's lips were an extension of her curious personality; they were searching lips. They were lips that wanted to know and taste everything in her environment.
Ivy slid the tip of her tongue over Eve's lips, poked it between the two lips and entered the girl's mouth. She drew her mouth away from Eve's mouth. Eve's tongue was drawn into the open and they licked tongues like two lesbians in a stag movie. Ivy's hands roamed easily down the sides of Eve's hot body. She slid her fingers over the lean roundness of Eve's thigh, found the silky pubic fur, and moved two fingers into the mushy slit. She pinched the two rubbery pouting pussy lips, tugged at them gently with her fingers. Eve moved closer to the exploring fingers.
Ivy reached out her unbusy hand and took the long candle from its holder on the nightstand. She leaned back and put the thickest end of the candle between Eve's fluted cunt lips.
"Mmmmmmm," Eve whimpered as the thick candle began pushing into her body.
"How quickly the tables are turned," Ivy said to herself. Just a few short moments ago she was the helpless victim squirming relentlessly under Eve's torturing caresses, but now Eve was the victim and Ivy was her mistress. This is how it was meant to be, Ivy told herself. Pleasure came with surrender. Orgasm came with surrender. The tables had to be turned for complete fulfillment. Mistress had to become victim, had to give in to feelings, had to abandon ego control. One lost nothing in surrender, one gained release of tension.
Ivy eased the long candle up into the slippery vagina, watching the milky fluid ooze out as the candle moved into the sloppy cunt. Eve's twat seemed to be alive, seemed to suck the candle inside as if it had a will of its own. The cunt chewed at the invading candle, made it its prisoner.
To Eve, the candle felt like a thin dick. She gazed steadfastly into Ivy's eyes as Ivy began to move the candle back and forth. Eve could hear faint sloshing sounds coming from inside her cunt.
Ivy pushed the girl back on the bed. She parted Eve's thighs and put her tongue to Eve's clitoris. She tongued the throbbing clit while she fucked the candle back and forth in Eve's cunt.
Eve tweaked her nipples, handled her own tits as Ivy worked on her cunt. Soon Eve's pelvis was full of energy crying out for release. The pressure had built beyond her holding point-the delectable contractions came.
Mister and Mrs. Crane couldn't wait to get home and try out some of the acts which they had seen in the X-rated movie. Before they went to bed they peeked into Ivy's bedroom to see if everything was all right. The sight that greeted them was every bit as sensual as a scene in an X-rated movie. Eve was lying on her back on Ivy's bed; she had her legs outstretched while Ivy was pushing a candle in and out of her cunt as she licked the girl's clit.
Overcharged from the X-rated movie, Ivy's father's cock was swollen. Amy took hold of his cock through his pants. She squeezed and tugged at his stiff pecker while she unbuckled his belt. She drew down his trousers and held them as he stepped out of them. She then took down his briefs and let his prick pop into the open. She helped him take off his shirt and undershirt and then he undressed her. Amy then took hold of his stiff prick and led him toward their daughter's bed.
Ivy looked up and smiled when she saw who it was, then went back to eating Eve's twat.
Amy positioned her husband behind Ivy and parted her daughter's warm ass cheeks and allowed her husband to slip his prick into Ivy's glistening fur-pie. Her husband's rampant cock exploded the moment he had penetrated fully into Ivy's sloshy hole.
Ivy fell into orgasm the moment she felt the rear of her cunt being pelted with her father's come; she had to abandon her attempt to procure orgasm for Eve. But Amy took Ivy's place. First she kissed Eve's mouth, her fingers squeezed the adolescent tits, and she rubbed her body sensuously into Eve's.
In the meantime, Mister Crane took his sperm-laden cock from Ivy's clasping cunt; he leaned down and put his hungry mouth to Eve's pungent cunt. As he lapped Eve's cunt, Ivy positioned herself at her father's behind. She parted his muscular cheeks and uninhibitedly pushed her tongue into his hairy asshole.
Amy knelt over Eve's head and offered her cunt to the girl's mouth. Eve's tongue went right to work on her mother's leaking slit. Eve ate every drop of the delicious fluid which oozed out of her mother's hole. There was never a daughter who enjoyed desire juice more than Eve.
Amy moved her crotch back and forth over Eve's sucking mouth. She let her head fall back as desire groans seeped out of her throat. Amy didn't know what she would do if she were forced to live without her daughters' illicit caresses.
Eve was into her orgasm, she licked ravenously at her mother's twat while her father lapped her own cunt.
While Ivy dug her tongue in and out of her father's asshole, she pulled downward on his slowly rising cock.
"Mooooooo," Mister Crane said into Eve's crotch.
Eve thrust her tongue up into her mother's box just as the woman went off-gushing hot juice into Eve's mouth. When it was over Eve and Amy watched Ivy rimming her father's ass while she jerked him off.
Amy Crane was proud of her daughters. They weren't the kinds of girls who got into trouble.
They didn't experiment with mind damaging drugs. They didn't join fanatic political parties. They were good girls who knew all about contraception and knew how to stay out of trouble.
By this time Mister Crane was grunting and groaning with impending orgasm. Ivy dipped her head under his body and between his legs to capture his pulsing prick in her mouth. With just a few vigorous sucks his cock began spurting creamy semen down Ivy's gulping throat.