Chapter 18
In the next few weeks Ivy was on call for sexual services to be rendered to Mister Daniels. Mister Daniels took full advantage of his power over Ivy. It became so bad that Ivy thought seriously of giving up teaching so she could get out from under his yoke. But when Ivy told Eve about her problems with Mister Daniels, Eve laughed. Long ago Eve had lost her discriminating capacities where the sex act was concerned-Eve would fuck for anyone. To Eve, sex was great anytime and anywhere and with anyone.
Ivy wasn't as jaded as Eve.
"Come here, silly," Eve crooned, taking Ivy into her arms.
In the girl's embrace, Ivy felt like a child. She wept softly as Eve's lips kissed her own. At this moment Eve was more like a mother to Ivy than a younger sister. Ivy quickly pushed the shoulder straps of Eve's dress down off her teenage shoulders. When the dress hit the floor, Eve stepped out of the circle of cloth.
Ivy's trembling fingers unhitched the catch of Eve's bra and freed Eve's breasts. Ivy ran her hands down the taut sides of Eve's body. The girl's flesh was hot to the touch, she was ready for a deeper intimacy.
Seeing Eve standing before her, clad only in her panties, Ivy wanted to prove her love to the girl. She raised up Eve's right arm and kissed the girl's clean-shaven armpit. Eve chuckled softly as Ivy's soft tongue licked at the flesh of her armpit.
Eve couldn't understand Ivy's devotion. To Eve, sex was no big thing. She could live without it or with it. In a way Eve despised her sister, she felt that Ivy's needs made her weak and susceptible to suggestion or control. Eve didn't believe in love or exclusivity in the sexual sphere. To be in love made one weak. She had tried to teach these things to Ivy but had failed. Ivy's needs were too strong, too demanding. Ivy was controlled by her body, whereas Eve controlled her body with her mind. Eve tasted of sex when she wanted to, but Ivy had a hunger in her flesh which couldn't be denied. Ivy was used by life like a love-sick puppy. Eve was a libertine.
Ivy's mouth moved from the girl's armpit to her tits. She pushed both breasts together and licked both nipples at the same time.
"Take it easy, honey, they're delicate," Eve told Ivy.
"I love them," Ivy breathed. "I love you."
"Show me how much you love me," Eve laughed and pushed Ivy to her knees.
On her way down Ivy tugged down Eve's panties. When her panties had fallen down around her ankles, Eve spun around and pushed her ass into Ivy's face.
Ivy knew exactly what to do. She parted the ample ass cheeks with her fingers and stared with longing at the pink-brown asshole. Why is it so delicious looking? Ivy asked herself. Why am I drawn to this portion of her body? Why don't I feel dirty about what I'm about to do? But Eve was like a goddess to Ivy. Ivy would pay any homage to the girl.
Ivy moved her face into the fragrant crease, touched the crinkled hole with the tip of her tongue. For a moment she wondered how many cocks had been in Eve's asshole. She thought of what it would be like to drink fresh semen from Eve's ass. These filthy thoughts didn't disgust Ivy, they thrilled her. Everything about Eve was young and fresh, clean and pure-even her ass.
Ivy let her tongue probe into the crinkled hole, she let her tongue swirl around inside the hot muscle. She could smell and taste Eve. She hoped she was pleasing the girl.
Eve enjoyed having Ivy eat out her ass. The servile nature of this unique caress reversed their respective social roles. Ivy was no longer a high school English teacher when she was on her knees rimming Eve's butt ... she was a whore, a slut. Eve was the adult and Ivy became the child. The whole adventure caused Eve to feel strong and powerful.
Ivy licked lovingly at Eve's asshole, knowing how much Eve enjoyed this particular caress. She let her hands caress Eve's stout thighs, pressed her nose and mouth into the girl's hot crack. Though she, too, wanted to be caressed, Ivy continued to suck and lick, pushing her own needs into the background. Right now, only Eve mattered. But Ivy didn't have to do without loving for long because their parents joined them in their love making.