In the morning, I woke first. I was on my side, facing away from my sister. She was on her side too, also facing away. Our bottoms and our backs were touching. It felt warm and safe being so close to her.
I smiled as I remembered the events of the night before: being awakened by Kate, hearing her tell of her sexy experience with our mother, her excitement about the promise that she would be allowed to play our ‘game’ too, then drowsily, dreamily masturbating together just before we fell asleep.
Feeling very satisfied, I turned toward her and put my arm around her. She was still sleeping soundly. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, sighed contentedly, and softly kissed her neck.
How strange it was, I thought, that here I was in bed naked with a 10-year-old girl, my own sister, and that I had such an incredibly strong sexual attraction to her. Who could figure it out? I didn’t care. I just felt blissfully happy.
I kissed her neck again, then put my hand on her bottom. After caressing her for a moment, I slid my fingers slowly down the length of her smooth thigh. Her legs were so beautiful, so long and lean. I wanted to push away the covers, slide down in the bed, press her thighs apart, and lick her until she came in my mouth.
Instead I turned onto my back and began touching myself. I closed my eyes and imagined my sister squatting over me, parting her pussy lips with her fingers, showing me her wet cunt, asking me to kiss her there. I moaned as I felt my arousal mounting.
Kate stirred beside me. She stretched and yawned. I’d checked the clock earlier and I knew it was now almost 10:00 AM. She yawned again and turned toward me. My eyes were open, but I hadn’t stopped masturbating.
“Hey,” she murmured.
“Hey…”
When she looked at me more closely, she realized what I was doing. She pushed the covers down so she could see my hands moving between my legs. Her eyes ran up and down my naked body. “You look nice,” she smiled.
“Thanks.”
“Is it okay if I watch you?”
“Sure. I like it.”
My sister was wide awake now. She moved down to where she could see me better, leaning over my leg, staring into my crotch. As she settled in to watch, her bare breasts brushed against my thigh.
I was tempted to open my pussy lips with my fingers to give her a really good look, the way my mom and other women had done for me sometimes. That seemed really exciting, but it also seemed pretty extreme and I thought it might shock or frighten Kate, so I didn’t. I just continued rubbing my clit with one hand as the fingers of the other hand teased the opening to my vagina.
Then Kate said, “Open your pussy for me.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, I want to see inside.”
Wow, I guess I didn’t need to worry about scaring her!
“Um, okay…” I spread my labia, letting my little sister have a good close look at my wet cunt.
“Man, that’s amazing. It looks so, I don’t know, but just, like, so sexy!”
“I’m glad you like it,” I giggled.
“I really do.” She wasn’t laughing.
I started rubbing my clit again with one hand, using the other hand to keep my pussy lips spread apart, my vagina exposed to her gaze. Because Kate seemed aroused by what she was seeing, and not a bit frightened, I was hoping she might actually decide to touch me there, maybe even lick me! But she didn’t. She just kept watching.
It took me several minutes to get close, a bit longer than it sometimes would. I was actually feeling kind of nervous, having her observe me that way. It was exciting, but also a little unsettling. All that confidence and boldness I’d shown with my mother the other night seemed to have deserted me. I finally had to close my eyes and pretend I was alone in order to focus on my arousal and build toward an orgasm.
It took a long time… but eventually I felt those wonderfully warm, pulsing, throbbing jitters in my middle that meant a climax was approaching.
“Katie,” I whispered, taking a chance on acknowledging her, even while keeping my eyes closed.
“Yeah?”
“I’m gonna come now.”
“Okay.”
When I came, it was sort of a quiet one. I shuddered and shook and squeaked a little, my thighs clamping involuntarily together around my hands, cutting off her view. It was a very nice orgasm, of course, just not as strong or powerful as some others I’d had.
I finished and my body slowly began to relax. I was still breathing hard and my eyes were closed. I felt Kate sitting up.
“God,” she said, “that was so cool.”
I opened my eyes to look at her. “Yeah?”
“To see it up close like that. Totally awesome. You are so sexy, Julie.”
“You really think so?” I giggled.
She laid down next to me, snuggling up close. “Yeah, you’re hot. I’ll bet Madison thinks so too.”
“Oh, I don’t know. She probably just thinks I’m a dumb kid.”
“No way. You’re hot. You’re the hottest girl at school. Except for maybe Monica Simmons.”
“Me? Come on.”
“I’m serious. I know you don’t think so, Julie, ‘cuz you’re always putting yourself down, but you’re awesome-looking. If you weren’t my sister, I’d definitely want to have sex with you.”
I frowned to myself, thinking how I wanted to have sex with Kate even though she was my sister — maybe even because she was!
“But now I’m getting really hungry. Are you hungry?” she asked.
“Yeah, I guess.”
“I think I smell bacon. Let’s go down and see what Mom has for breakfast.”
“Okay.”
* * *
Later that day, Mommy went on a long walk around the neighborhood with Kate while I stayed home to take care of Molly. Then, around the time it was getting dark, a babysitter came over (someone we hadn’t seen before), and Kate and I got ready to go out to dinner with our mother.
Mommy said she was taking us somewhere nice so we had to put on suitable clothes. I decided to wear a tan skirt that came to just above my knees, along with a cream-colored blouse. I also put on my fancy Gucci shoes. Looking at myself in the mirror, I admired how grownup I looked in that outfit. When I stood just the right way, you could see the shape of my nipples through the blouse, since I wasn’t wearing a bra. Nor was I wearing any panties. I walked downstairs feeling sexy and naughty.
The others were waiting for me. Kate was wearing a dark green pullover sweater along with denim shorts over black tights. On her feet were ankle boots. She looked so cute. My mom was in a knee-length royal blue silk dress that clung to her body. One shoulder was bare and you could clearly see that she wasn’t wearing a bra.
After Molly told us how nice we looked, my mother gave the babysitter, Bethany, a few more instructions, and then we left.
As we were driving, Mommy said, “So, girls, tonight we’re celebrating two things. First is the settlement on that huge lawsuit that you know I’ve been working on at the firm for over a year and a half. I was told yesterday there will be a big bonus for me, very big. And even more importantly, this improves my chances of being offered a partnership.”
“Mom, that’s awesome,” said Kate from the back seat.
“Yay for Mommy!” I clapped.
She smiled. “I’ve been thinking that perhaps later this year the whole family, all four of us, should go off somewhere really special. Maybe a week in a lush tropical paradise, where we can have a totally hedonistic celebration. Would—”
Kate interrupted, “Mommy, what does, um, hedonistic mean?”
“Oh. Let’s see. It means… making the pursuit of pleasure your number one priority, placing that ahead of everything else. We would do that only for a week, of course, because I do think there are other things in life just as important as physical pleasure. Maybe a few things, anyway.”
My mother winked at me as she said that. I smiled in return.
“But for that one week, we would have no housework to do, no office to go to, no homework to finish, just eating and drinking, enjoying the sun, swimming, and um, perhaps a few other pleasurable activities. How does that sound to you?”
“That would be so cool,” replied my sister.
Immediately I started to wonder about the ‘other pleasurable activities’ my mother alluded to. Could she possibly mean that by then all four us might be… might be sexually involved with each other? I wasn’t sure, but just thinking about it made my nipples get hard.
“And the second big thing for us to celebrate tonight,” continued my mom, “is that Kate has agreed to join us — join you and me, Julie — in playing our special game from time to time with the women I bring home.”
“Yes!” I said to myself, pumping my fist.
We pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant. As my mother shut off the engine, I undid my seatbelt and turned toward her, lifting my knee so she could see between my legs. “Look, Mommy.”
Kate leaned over from the back seat. “What is it?”
“Your sister’s not wearing any underwear,” my mom smiled. “She is such a hot little thing.”
The restaurant my mother had chosen was Tony’s. We’d been there several times before and I really liked it. After being seated and placing an order for appetizers, we received our drinks and my mother proposed a toast. She raised her martini glass and Kate and I picked up our Cokes.
“Here’s to success and happiness,” she said, “and to my beautiful, sexy daughters.”
She raised her eyebrows and licked her lips as she looked at each of us in turn. The look in her eyes made my pussy tingle.
Our table was off to the side, in a secluded corner. Again, it was obvious that my mom had some sort of pull with the management. What was extra nice about it, though, was that we could talk about whatever we wanted without the risk of being overheard.
“Doesn’t Mommy look beautiful tonight?” I said to Kate.
“God, yeah,” she agreed, staring at her chest. “I love it when your nipples poke out like that.”
“Oh, my,” our mother joked as she fanned herself with her hand, “is it hot in here or is it just me?”
We continued teasing and verbally arousing each other that way until, when we were almost done with our dinner, Mommy turned the conversation in a more serious direction.
“Now listen, girls, I want to make a few things clear. This is really important, so pay attention. I’m all for having fun, and I expect that Kate joining us in our erotic adventures will be very fun indeed. But in order to play, you have to have rules, right?”
We nodded our agreement and waited to see what would come next.
“So, the first rule is, if and when I let you get close to some of the women and girls I bring home, and I may very well do that, it will be all right if they kiss you or for you to kiss them, but sexual touching is not allowed. Touching of your private areas, I mean, or of their private areas. That’s completely off limits. Do you understand?”
Again we both nodded.
“Okay, good. The second rule is that game-playing is for fun, but other things come first. Can you guess what?”
“Homework,” I offered.
“Exactly,” said our mom. “Your homework and your schoolwork are number one. I expect you to keep doing your very best, and if I see you’re slacking off, then we’ll have to cut back on our other activities. Got it?”
“Sure.”
I expect Mommy was saying that more for Kate’s benefit than mine. She already knew how focused I was on getting good grades — perfect grades in fact. I was practically obsessed with that. My sister, on the other hand, although she was certainly bright enough, sometimes didn’t devote herself as strongly as I did to her academic subjects. She had lots of other interests and was more easily distracted. As a result, her report cards sometimes included B’s, where mine were invariably nothing but A’s. Mommy always said it was all right if we didn’t get all A’s just as long as we were trying our best. That was what counted.
“Now the third thing,” she continued. “This is vital. We can’t ever let anyone know about these, uh, these unusual activities of ours. No one except for, obviously, the few people that we play with. But if anyone else finds out, it could cause a lot of trouble. So we’ll have to be very careful, extremely cautious, never to let anyone else find out about it. Do you understand that?”
“Of course, Mom,” said Kate. “No duh.”
“Good,” Mommy smiled. Then she reached under the table to touch our legs, stroking them rather sensually. “But if we just follow these few rules, I think we can have a lot of fun together.”
“Me too,” I agreed.
She looked at me, with love in her eyes. Then she put her hand under my chin and drew my face to hers, tenderly kissing my lips. It gave me a thrill, making my nipples throb, even though I was worried what the other patrons of the restaurant might think if they saw us. She finished kissing me, then turned to give my sister the same sort of soft romantic kiss. Kate was blushing and sighing as Mommy pulled her lips slowly away.
Soon after that, our dinner plates were cleared from the table and my sister and I ordered dessert. Mom just had coffee. We chatted some more, then she paid the check, and we drove home.
Continue on to Chapter 32
Goddess, I hope mom gives in to her desires soon… Kate and julie are certainly ready to take their fun to the next level!
Well, it might be “soon” if you’re a very fast reader, but otherwise… 😉
God i hope it is soon I can’t take much more.even I am holding on
You are such a tease NM, working us up as much as the girls are in the story. Getting so close and then vearing in another direction. I love it though. lol On to the next chapter.