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Sisterly
Love in the home.
by Jane Moore
Lilly’s
fingers are exceedingly gentle as they carefully pull a frail blonde wisp
of hair from my eyes. She smiles and leans over, letting her ruby lips
trail softly over mine.
I sigh and close my eyes. It’s barely morning and the sun is only
beginning to awaken, sending a few mustard rays through the curtains and
warning us with its heat.
Lilly continues to arouse me, her fingers slipping down under the covers
and finding my breasts.
She tickles my nipples
to erection, then pinches them with her thumb and forefinger to make them
swell even more.
My legs spread apart almost
instinctively. I’am also familiar with her tender touch that
I know exactly the moment when her hands let go of my breasts and make
their trek downward.
I groan as I feel her cool hand making contact with my hot pussy.
She carefully spreads my pussy lips apart and lets her middle finger trial
over my clit. I pull the blankets the rest of the way down and arch my
neck so I can watch the goings on as well.
Lilly draws her hand away and brings it up to my nose so that I can sniff
at my juices glistening on her fingers. It smells good, although it’s
a smell that is indescribable, and it tastes even better. I lick at her
fingers hungrily, growing steadily more and more excited.
Lilly draws away from me again and moves lower down my body. As she pulls
away I catch the end of one of the stays holding her nightie together.
It opens and her breast tumble out, rubbing heavily against my belly.
I reach out and fondle on of them, cupping the pendulous flesh in my hand
but all too soon she moves away, reaching for my pussy with her mouth.
I watch her part my pussy lips and her tongue reaches out and gently wipes
over my entire pussy area. She licks up and down, mingling my juices with
her saliva until I’am so wet my pussy makes squishing noises as
she sucks me.
I moan with pleasure and pull my legs up and out, spreading my cunt even
further. I watch as she pinches my clit between her fingers, rubbing up
and down over it until I’m ready to scream with pleasure.
She alternates between quick fast strokes and longer, slower swirling
motions, constantly urging me to my orgasm and then easing up, keeping
me at the peak of this most exquisite, agonizing plateau. By this time
I’m thrashing and writhing beneath her, trying desperately to force
my aching pussy up towards her face. She licks over me and takes my clit
into her mouth, sucking on it until it grows swollen and hard with arousal,
and the she eases away again, smiling mischievously at my obvious discomfort.
Finally she realizes I won’t be able to stand it much longer. She
goes to work over me furiously, shoving two fingers into my hot pussy
hole while her tongue vibrates quickly over my clit.
I lie back and concentrate on this new pleasure when suddenly it takes
over, knocking the wind out of me and rushing violently up and down my
spine.
It seems as though I’ll come forever. Even when my climax threatens
to abate, a new flush of tingles wash up and down my body.
When it finally does subside, Lilly edges back up the bed and cradles
in my arms. She kisses the side of my breast casually, her arms holding
me tightly about the waist. We fall asleep like that for another hour
or so, until the sharp tones of my alarm clock awakens us for the day.
A half hour later I join Lilly at the breakfast table. Mom and Dad are
there as well, already beginning to munch on slices of toast while the
oatmeal sits on the stove, awaiting my arrival. Lilly flashes me a slight
smile and I slide in besides her, absolutely ravenous. Making love in
the morning like that always gets me really hungry. Lilly knows this and
giggles as I reach for yet another helping for porridge
A
rather strange situation? Well, perhaps, but Lilly and I are not your
average pair of sisters. There has always been a special bond between
the two of us, a bond that has existed since we were very young.
Lilly is two years older than I, and even at a very early age, she under-took
the responsibility of looking out for me. How my mothers friends envied
her when they saw Lilly carefully taking my hand to guide me across the
street, or to wipe my mouth after I’d messed myself up with a particularly
difficult ice-cream cone. It seemed like their siblings fought uncontrollably.
But not Lilly and me. We were a team.
As we grew older, a natural curiosity about our sexuality was bounded
to make itself known. We shared everything else. Of course, we would share
growing up as well.
I can still remember when Lilly’s breasts first began to grow. It
seemed as though they had popped out almost overnight into two little
flowers, complete with rosebuds. I was jealous, of course, and waited
anxiously for my own breasts to grow, but it would still be several years
before I would see any change. In the meantime, Lilly even began to sprout
hair on her pussy. Long curly blonde down grew here and there until finally
her entire vulva was covered with it.
Lilly was almost 14 by then and had already discovered that she possessed
a very nagging sex drive. I could hear her masturbating well into the
night, her finger rippling frantically over her pussy until at last “d
hear her muffled sigh and she’d able to fall asleep.
It wasn’t long before Lilly and I began to make love with each other.
I was already beginning to show signs of growing up as well. Although
my breasts were still quite flat, my waist had thinned and my hips swelled
in a slight imitation of womanhood. I was feeling the itch in my pussy
as well, and oftentimes just looking at my naked image in the mirror would
arouse me to the point where I was forced to masturbate myself to a quick
and satisfying orgasm.
At last one afternoon I mentioned to Lilly I had often witnessed her night
masturbating sessions and admitted that I did it too. Lilly feigned ignorance
at first and denied her activities but with a bit of goading she finally
admitted it to me.
Late that night, after Mom and Dad had gone to bed, I found myself still
awake. Lilly was tossing and turning in her bed, so I guess she must have
had trouble sleeping too. I think we were both so hot and frustrated that
night something just had to give.
And so I did it. Lilly got up suddenly and came towards me. I watched
her silhouette as she stopped before my bed and suddenly undid her pajama
top. It slid silently to the floor and she bent down and shrugged out
of her bottoms. She stood there for a moment, then asked if I was awake.
I whispered that I was. Lilly climbed into my bed with me and for next
hour or so we simply caressed and held each other, slowly becoming familiar
with our bodies. I loved the way Lilly smelled. I sniffed and kissed her
neck for the longest time, just inhaling the odor of her hair and skin.
Lilly’s hand reached beneath my baby dolls and found my pussy. We
were still so inexperienced then and a bit shy as well. However, our enthusiasm
more than made up for it and eventually we discovered a way to make ourselves
orgasm.
I eased my body over Lilly’s so that my pussy rubbed against hers.
She drew her legs up and around my waist holding me tightly. I then began
to draw myself up and down over her, rubbing my pussy against hers, until
a short while later our movement became so fierce and friction so great
we climaxed almost simultaneously.
Afterward we lay together for a long time, lulled, into half-sleep by
the warmth we had created. Over the next few years we were to discover
more and more about each other so that at this point I knew Lilly’s
body as though it were my own. But rather than became bored with it, I
have grown to love it as I love my own. She’s in more than one way
an extension of myself.
At this point in time Lilly has a steady boyfriend and makes love with
him on a regular basis. I’m still a virgin, that is, I have not
had intercourse with any man, but I figure that when the time is right
I’ll do it.
Lilly and I are not lesbians in the sense that we are only attracted to
women. However, we do derive a certain satisfaction from each other and
even now we still indulge ourselves on an almost daily basis.
I guess what Lilly says true. We’ve all heard about brotherly love
and how it could change the world for the better, but it doesn’t
come half as close to being as good as sisterly love!
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