Chapter 2
Margo awoke late the next morning.
Kirk was in the kitchen, reading the paper, and drinking his coffee.
"Hi darling, sleep well?"
"MMMMMmmm!" she answered, and gave him a kiss. She helped herself to coffee, and sat down at the table.
Then, she jumped up quickly.
"Oh Kirk, I completely forgot!"
"Forgot what?"
"Today is my little sister's birthday! She's coming into the city tonight, and we're supposed to meet my other sister for dinner. I promised that I would call her at ten o'clock! And it must be past noon now!"
Margo ran over to the phone and dialed the number.
"Hello Mom? Hi, it's me, Margo. Yes, I know I said that I would call at ten! Yes, yes, Mom, I'm really sorry. Is she there? OK, then, put her on."
Margo waited for a moment.
"Hello Celeste? Hi honey! Yeah, I'm really sorry! OK, you're coming in when? See you then. Love to Mom and Dad, OK?"
She hung up the phone.
"How old is she?"
"Celeste?"
"Yeah."
"Fifteen today."
"You have another sister, don't you?"
"Right. We're all meeting tonight to celebrate Celeste's birthday."
"And what's her name again?"
"Pamela. She's eighteen."
Kirk reached over to stroke Margo's long, shining hair.
"Do they look anything like you?" he asked, kissing her ear softly.
She giggled.
"A little I guess. Pam is darker than I am. Brown hair, pretty long. But Celeste had this wonderful honey colored hair. Really thick and gorgeous."
"MMmm, maybe I could meet her?"
"Maybe." she said, and turned to give him a quick kiss before she jumped into the shower.
Margo spent the day shopping, picking out several gifts for her baby sister. She ended up with several books, two record albums, a soft cashmere sweater in a pale blue that would suit the girl's fair skin and sunny hair, and a frilly pink nightgown, trimmed with ribbons and lace.
She ended up spending a lot of money, but she really didn't care. She loved both of her sisters, and she enjoyed the chance to spoil Celeste, whom she didn't see very often since she had moved to the city.
At five o'clock, she was in her apartment cleaning up, for they had agreed that the three of them would spend the night at Margo's.
Pam went to school in their home town, and she and Celeste would be coming down on the train together.
Or at least that was what they had planned.
The bell rang, and Margo went to answer it.
To her surprise, it was Pam.
"Hi angel! What are you doing here? And where's Celeste?"
Margo gathered her pretty younger sister into her embrace. The girl did bear some resemblance to Margo. They shared the same pretty features and dark eyes, although as Margo had mentioned, her sister was darker than she was.
"Well, I needed to do some shopping, and so I gave Celeste really careful instructions about how to get here. I spent the day shopping for her presents by myself, and I was finished early, so I decided to come and find you here."
"I'm glad that you did."
"Me too!"
The two young women hugged each other tightly for a moment.
"I missed you Margo!"
"And I missed you too, baby!"
"Really?"
"Really!"
They hugged again, this time in a softer, but no less intense way.
"Now sit down and tell me about what's been going on in your life these days. How's school?" asked Margo, guiding her sister to the couch.
"It's OK."
"Just OK?"
"Well, I kind of had a fight with Marc."
Marc had been Pam's boyfriend for the last few months, but the two had had a fairly stormy relationship.
"What happened?"
"Oh, I don't want to talk about it now! I've missed you so, Margo!" said Pam, and pressed her ripe young mouth to her sister's in a long, searching kiss.
Margo kissed her back, and her hands found their way to the buttons on Pam's shirt.
She undid them, and there were the two firm young tits, covered only by a skimpy bra.
"I've missed you too!" she murmured, as she started to knead the palpitating globes of flesh.
"Oh Margo!"
Margo slid her hands around her sister's young torso, and quickly unhooked her bra, so that her sister's breasts were exposed to her greedy eyes and fingers. She sucked them hungrily, and the girl threw her head back and moaned with pleasure.
She undid the buttons on Pam's skirt, and slipped it off over her trim but shapely hips.
Pam wore only the scantiest of panties, which were quickly discarded and the girl stood trembling and naked before her big sister's gaze.
"Oh baby!" she said, and pushed Pam down on the soft cushions of the sofa. Pam opened her legs wide, revealing her dark brown pussy, and pink cunt lips that peeped through.
Margo kissed her sister's mouth, and stroked the firm breasts with one hand while the other hand went searching through the damp, curly pubic tendrils until she found the magic button of her sister's clit.
The girl shivered in bliss as Margo's skilled fingers began to stroke the erect little knob. It deepened to scarlet as she continued to pet it, and the sweet juices oozed from Pam's moist, hot slit.
Margo sat up only to strip off her own clothes so that her glorious white body was as naked as Pam's. Then, she turned all her attention to her sister who was lying on the couch.
The two kissed for a long moment, driving their tongues deeply into each other's open mouths, and their hands were pulling at each other's taut nipples as they kissed.
Finally, Margo started the slow, burning path down Pam's body, first sucking each nipple until it puckered and grew pebble hard, and then lingering over Pam's delicate torso and waist.
When she finally reached the girl's cunt, Pam was almost sobbing from desire. Her hips moved up and down, forming a strange, sensuous pattern on the couch.
Margo inhaled deeply, loving the sweet, spicy smell of Pam's cunt. Her tongue darted out from her red lips, and licked the bud of Pam's clit lightly.
"More, please do it more!" the frenzied girl begged her big sister.
So Margo started sucking thirstily, drinking in all of the wonderful juices that dripped into her face.
She grasped Pam's ass cheeks, and started fiddling with her asshole as she sucked. It responded instantly to her touch, puckering and quivering from passion and excitement.
She licked her finger quickly, and then inserted it into Pam's ass. The quivering of the girl's body let her know that she was getting hotter and hotter from her sister's caress.
As she licked Pam's pussy, she moved her finger in and out of the tiny hot asshole. At first, her movements were slow and controlled, but soon, she was thrusting in and out of the tight canal with all the force of a throbbing dick.
Pam was gasping with the pleasure she was feeling, and the sudden, jerky contractions of her body let Margo know that she was coming, coming and coming again.
Her breath became a hoarse rattle, and beads of sweat poured from her brow.
"OOOH!" she groaned loudly, and rolled over, slipping from the couch to the soft shag rub below.
She remained there a moment, panting for breath.
"Let me help you!" Margo said, and pulled her back up onto the sofa beside her.
Pam looked at Margo, a lazy, almost narcoticized look painting her face. She kissed her sister's lips, and let her hands wander to the plump mounds of Margo's breasts.
Margo closed her eyes as Pam stroked the cherry red nipples with the palms of her hands.
She took one of them between her lips, and Margo pressed Pam's face close to her body, wanting her to suck on as much of her breast as she could.
Pam took the other tit in her hand, and fondled it as she continued to suck hungrily on one of them.
Margo stroked the long, soft tresses that cascaded down the girl's supple back for moment. Then, she let her hands go limp, and surrendered to the pleasure that rose up inside of her like a wave gathers force as it nears the shore.
"Pam!" she intoned.
"What is it?" said her sister, lifting her face up from the twin melons of Margo's tits.
"The vibrator! Get the vibrator!"
Pam got up in search of it, and came back moments later with the battery operated thing in her hand.
It was long and pink, and shaped like a penis. The tip was a rosy pink, and it was covered with a soft, rubbery plastic that was spongy and flesh-like to the touch.
Pam switched it on, and it began to whir and hum, a gentle cat noise.
She placed it on one of Margo's nipples as she continued to suck on the other one.
The nipple responded in a mere fraction of a second, and became glittering and jewel like.
Pam moved the buzzing, pulsating rod down the surface of Margo's wonderful white skin.
It left tingles of electricity everywhere that it went, filling Margo's body with exquisite sensations.
Pam moved it slowly down to the damp, glistening patch of Margo's cunt.
"Oh yes, my clit, please put it on my clit!" she begged softly as she spread the lips of her cunt apart so that her sister could find the red, erect button that was the center of so much exquisite pleasure.
As soon as Pam pressed the vibrating tip against her sister's clit, Margo went wild.
She started jerking around wildly on the couch, and Pam could barely manage to keep the tip on her clit because Margo was thrashing about so much.
She pressed the vibrator down to Margo's cunt hole, and drew it slowly back to her clit.
She alternated like that for some time, sliding it to the entrance of Margo's cunt, then back to the clit, and then back to the lips of her cunt again.
Sweat dripped from Margo's face and body, and her face was a mask of wild, intense pleasure.
Her orgasms all came together in one blinding rush, leaving her dizzy and senseless for a few moments.
Pam shoved the vibrator deep into her cunt, and her muscles tensed, gripping it in a loving embrace.
"AARGH!" she shrieked loudly. Her body convulsed violently, and she snapped her legs shut so that the whirring plastic dick went flying across the room, its insistent humming never ceasing for a moment.
They were anxious to play some more, but they had to hurry and dress because they were meeting Celeste in a little while.
It had been Margo, so much older and more experienced, who had initiated Pam into the world of sex.
The two had been lovers for years, and had managed to keep their secret well concealed from the other members of the family, even from Celeste whom they loved so dearly.
As they got dressed, Margo looked at her sister's body with love and admiration. She remembered the first time they had made love. It must be two, no three years ago already! How time flew! But she remembered it well. Pam was no older than Celeste was today in fact.
Margo's thoughts turned to Celeste.
She hadn't seen her baby sister in a number of months, and she wondered how she was.
As if she could read her thoughts, Pam turned to Margo and said, "You won't recognize Celeste. She's really growing up! She looks so different!"
"Tell me everything!" Margo urged.
"Well, she stopped wearing braids, and she combs her hair out, and puts a barrette in the side. It makes her look so grown up. And she's started to use make-up!"
"Really?"
"Yeah! Mom bought her some blush and mascara and stuff, and I've caught her with my lipstick a couple of times."
"You're kidding!"
"I'm not. And get this. I think that she has a boyfriend!"
"Think? Think? you mean you don't know? Shame on you, Pam! What's happened to your abilities to snoop, anyway?" Margo demanded playfully.
"I've tried, Margo, I really have, but she's been really careful, guarding her secrets. I can't get a peep out of her!"
"I'll make her tell all right!"
"Well, I think he's some boy at school named Jay, or Ray or something like that. And he's not in her class either."
"It seems that you've found out something!"
"Very little, very little I'm afraid. But I think that he's a little older than she is. Maybe sixteen or seventeen."
"Do you think that our baby sister has been deflowered?"
"Well, if she has, she had better tell us!"
"Pam!"
"What?"
"I have a great idea!"
"What?"
"I think that you and I should get Celeste drunk tonight."
"Do you really think that's such a good idea?"
"Well, only a little drunk. And we'll make sure that it's something mild. Sherry. Or some nice wine. That should be OK."
"And then?"
"And then we get her to confess!"
"Margo, you are wicked!"
"Don't you know it!"
The two dissolved into giggles, and then they had to hurry or they would keep Celeste waiting.
She was there when they arrived, for Margo had wanted to stop and buy her a corsage.
The tender white roses looked beautiful in their green, waxy paper, and Margo knew that Celeste, who adored flowers, would love them.
"Hello, hello!" they called from across the street.
Celeste came dashing over to hug and kiss them.
Pam was right.
Margo had to keep looking at the girl over and over again to remind herself that this in fact was Celeste, her baby sister, and not some sophisticated young woman.
She was wearing heels, which made her seem taller. And she had painted her face with cosmetics. Her make-up was not heavy, but it lent glamour to the delicate features, and allure to her face.
Margo could see too that her breasts had ripened, and they swelled out of her snug fitting white sweater.
"Celeste, you are beautiful!" Margo said with delight and admiration.
"Yes, you are!" echoed Pam.
Celeste just hugged and kissed her two sisters.
They went into the restaurant.
There was a line, but Margo had made reservations, so they were seated as soon as they walked in.
Celeste had never been to such a fancy French restaurant before, and she was eager and curious about the menu, the food, the decor, the other people who ate there. Her interest and lively nature were infectious, and soon, all three of them were giggling away about nothing at all.
Margo ordered wine, and she didn't have to urge Celeste to drink it at all.
She was only too eager to try it, and drained her glass instantly.
"It's good!" she said with a bit of surprise in her voice.
Margo and Pam laughed, and Margo refilled her glass.
"Not so fast this time!" she cautioned, but her words were wasted. Celeste drained the second glass as quickly as the first.
Pam and Margo exchanged looks.
Margo didn't refill Celeste's glass again, but the girl just poured her own wine.
"Hang on, or you'll be drunk before dinner!" Margo warned.
Celeste listened this time, but she had already gulped down two glasses of strong red wine on an empty stomach, and it began to go to her head, making her feel airy and tipsy.
Conversation flowed easily. It had been a long time since they were all together and alone, and so they had a lot to say to one another.
It was Celeste who brought up the topic of her new boyfriend.
"Guess what!" she announced.
"What?" asked Margo, looking over at Pam.
"You'll never guess!"
"Try me!"
"Guess then!"
"You got a new job!"
"No!"
"You want to go to school to be a doctor!"
"No, no!"
"I give up!"
"I have a boyfriend!"
Pam shot Margo a look, across the table.
"Really?" said Margo.
"Yes, really!"
"Well, tell us about him already! We're dying to know!"
"Yes, go ahead!" urged Pam.
"He's wonderful! Simply wonderful!" she said, and a faraway look came into her eyes.
"What's his name?"
"Jason. Jason Raye. He's in the twelfth grade. And I'm just crazy about him!"
She stopped for a moment, and that dreamy look crossed her face again.
"Well, go on, tell us something else! What's he like, what do you two do together, what does he look like?"
"He's tall, and he has this wonderful curly brown hair, and his body is ..." she suddenly stopped, and blushed very red.
Margo and Pam were really interested now, but they didn't want to scare her into silence.
"His body is what?" asked Margo gently.
"It's wonderful!" she said in an almost reverent tone of voice.
They all fell silent after that.
As much as Margo wanted to probe her sister for more concrete information, she somehow couldn't bring herself to intrude upon her innocent rapture.
Celeste would tell them if she wanted to.
And Margo had a feeling that she did want to, and that she would when the moment was right.
They had dinner, which was lovely, and ordered sherry to have with their dessert.
Celeste had been a little quiet after her first admission, but when the waiter had served them their mousse, she said, "I'm just so confused, Margo."
"Confused about what?" her sister asked.
"About Jason. About me. About what's right."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, it's just that he keeps pressuring me, you know what I mean?"
"To have sex with him?"
"Yes."
"And you don't want to?"
"It's not that, it's just ..."
"Just what?"
"Well, he does some things that I like, but there are other things that scare me. Things I've been told are wrong, that I shouldn't do. I just don't know what to do anymore!"
"Why don't you tell me what you mean?"
"I love it when he touches me, but sometimes, I get all upset when he wants me to touch him back. He wants me to touch him in all these strange places, you know ..."
"Like where?"
"Oh you know what I mean ...between his legs and stuff like that ..."
"Does he do it to you?" Pam asked.
They were all silent for a moment.
Celeste looked nervous. She cleared her throat as if she were about to speak, but she just stared at her dessert, and said nothing.
Pam and Margo didn't say anything either.
Finally, she said, "Yes." in a small tone of voice.
"Well honey, you don't have to be so upset about that!" said Margo.
"No?"
"No! If that's something that you like and you want, and it feels good, there is no reason on earth why you shouldn't do it. NO reason at all!"
"But I know that if Mom and Dad knew about it ..."
"Mom and Dad are wonderful people, but they don't have to know about every single little thing that you do, do they? After all Celeste, I don't tell them everything about my life. Neither does Pam."
"You don't?" Celeste asked, looking first at Margo, and then at Pam.
"Of course not!" they said together.
Celeste seemed a good deal more relaxed after that, and on the way home, she was filled with stories about her new boyfriend.
It seemed that their sister was still a virgin. Margo didn't know whether to be pleased about that or not. It seemed to her that her baby sister still had a lot of hang ups about sex, and that she was still consumed by guilt. She had said that she really enjoyed touching Jason, and she loved having him touch her, but she was always worried about what he was going to think of her, or what her parents would think. Margo wished that she could help her relax a little bit.
They were going to spend the week end together. Well, there was still time.