Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By DirtyMindedMom

I woke up feeling like I’d had about a minute of sleep. My head was pounding, the inside of my mouth felt like sandpaper, and I think I was still a little drunk. But I had to get up and get breakfast for the girls. There was no way I was going to let my husband know that I was hungover, and I definitely wasn’t going to tell him that the reason I stayed up so late was because I was masturbating with my sister.

Did that really happen?

I shuffled into the bathroom, trying to make sense of it all. I sat on the toilet with my head in my hands and tried to accept that it hadn’t been a dream. My extremely horny, and extremely drunk, older sister had stripped out of her PJs and started playing with herself right in front of me. Not only that, but she somehow got me to do it along with her. I don’t care how many glasses of wine I had, that just isn’t the kind of thing I would normally do. What was I thinking?

I flushed and turned on the shower. With any luck she wouldn’t remember any of it. It was just one of those strange nights that didn’t need to be mentioned ever again, and we could all go on with our lives like it never happened.

I got naked and stood under the hot spray. I’m sure Dana would be feeling just as mortified by what went on between us as I did. I simply needed to forget what happened. I needed to forget how insanely sexy it was, watching my big sister spread her legs in the candlelight. I had to forget the burning look of desire in her eyes when I exposed my clean-shaven pussy to her. I needed to forget how good it felt to come next to her, our naked bodies pressed close together.

I realized my soapy fingers were inside me and quickly forced myself to come back to my senses. This was ridiculous. I was married with two kids. I couldn’t be carrying on like this, especially with my own sister. This was not normal. I had to get control of myself.

I was half in a daze for the rest of the morning, but I managed to get Jim off to work and the girls loaded onto the school bus. Dana remained passed out in the guest room. It wasn’t until almost noon that I heard her moving around in there. I left her a note and headed out to do some errands. It wasn’t that I couldn’t face her, it was just that I didn’t trust myself alone with her right now. When I was done with everything on my list, I swung by the school and picked up the girls. Dana was stretched out on the sofa watching TV when we got home. She had a bag of frozen peas on her forehead. I sent the girls out back to play and busied myself in the kitchen.

Dana came in after about ten minutes for a glass of water. She took a long drink, and headed back for the quiet stability of the sofa.

“Good morning,” she mumbled as she went.

Okay, that wasn’t too awkward. Maybe everything was going to be all right after all. After a little while, I brought her more water, some Saltines, and a couple Advil.

“Thanks, sis,” she said through a pained smile. “We’re getting too old for this shit.”

I sat and watched TV with her for a few minutes, then went and started dinner. She was up and respectably functional by the time Jim got home from work. We all had a nice meal together with only one minor melt-down from the girls. The rest of the evening was as normal as I could have hoped for. I got the girls to bed. Jim, Dana and I sat around talking about everything from when we first started dating, to our wedding, to the girls being born.

Jim turned in early as he usually does on work nights, and I decided to stay up a little longer. As we chatted, I could tell Dana had something she wanted to say, but I didn’t want to give her the chance to say it.

“Okay, well, I’ve got to get to sleep,” I told her and got up from the table.

“Oh, no,” she pouted. “It’s not even ten o’clock yet.”

“Should I open a bottle of wine?”

“Oh, God, no!” She got up and took my wrist. “Don’t leave me down here all alone. Stay up with me a little while longer.”

I tried to resist, but she practically dragged me into the living room. We ended up on the sofa, and she had me chatting again before I could stop myself. Things were going fine until I noticed her getting up her courage.

“About what happened last night… ” she began.

“That’s okay,” I cut her off, “we don’t need to talk about it.”

“I know we don’t need to, but I want to.”

“Look, whatever it was, it happened, it’s over, and that’s all there is to it.”

Dana’s hand was holding my wrist again, as if she was afraid I would get up and run out of the room — which is exactly what I felt like doing.

“Vicky, I can tell you’re freaked out about it, but I just want to say I’m sorry. I had way too much to drink, and I let myself get out of control.”

I knew she was sincere, but I didn’t want to have to deal with what we had done. “It wasn’t just you. I was pretty out of control myself.”

“No, see, that’s exactly what I don’t want.” She took my hand. “You shouldn’t be blaming yourself or feeling guilty for any of what went on.”

“I certainly can’t blame all of what I did on you,” I argued. I could feel my cheeks heating up and knew she would be able to see me blushing over all this.

“Fine then, we don’t have to blame anyone.” She squeezed my hand. “It wasn’t a bad thing, so there doesn’t need to be any blame. I thought it was beautiful, and I honestly don’t regret doing it. I just feel bad because you seem like you wish it didn’t happen.”

I didn’t know how to respond. There were too many conflicting emotions for me to make sense of how I actually felt. I did feel wrong about what we did, but I also had to admit that I thoroughly enjoyed it. I knew it shouldn’t happen again, but deep down I hoped it somehow would.

“I… I don’t regret it either,” I admitted. “But, Dana, you have to know how messed up that was. I mean, we’re sisters, for goodness sake.”

“I know, I know,” she answered quickly. “You’re totally right, it was messed up, but I can’t sit here and say that I didn’t have the best orgasm I’d had in years. That has to count for something.”

“I don’t know.” I was only getting more confused. “Maybe it does, but I don’t know.”

“When you think about it, what we did wasn’t such a big deal. So we masturbated together, who cares? Everybody does it. We just happened to do it in the same room. It’s not like we cheated on our husbands or something like that. It’s just a little secret between sisters.”

Dana sat quietly and let me process what she was saying. It would have been a lot easier with a glass of wine. She did have a point. Maybe I was blowing it all out of proportion. It’s not like it was something we’d never done before. We weren’t hurting anyone. My sister is a beautiful woman. There’s nothing wrong with me being aroused by her naked body.

“You know what, you’re right,” I said. “I’m letting the guilt get the better of me. I suppose it wasn’t anything to get all tied up in knots over.”

“So, no regrets?”

“No regrets.”

“Whew, that’s good to hear. I didn’t want to leave here thinking I’d screwed things up between us.” She leaned in and gave me a hug. My mind immediately flashed back to the hug we shared the night before and the exquisite feeling of her bare breasts against mine. I pushed the perverse thought aside and chastely hugged her back.

Dana kept her arm around me after the hug was over so it was almost like we were cuddling on the sofa together. It was a bit odd, but it was also kind of nice.

“I masturbated again after you went upstairs last night,” she confessed. “It wasn’t as good as when you were with me, but it was still pretty awesome.” She tickled my ribs. “What about you?”

“Um, you know I’m not drunk right now.”

“Oh, c’mon, we’re just talking. Tell me.”

“Well, I touched myself in the shower a little this morning, but that’s it.”

“Mmm, nice. Did you shave?”

“Yeah.”

“So you’re all smooth and sexy down there?” Dana was obviously trying to get me turned on. Or even if she wasn’t doing it on purpose, that was the effect she was having. “I wasn’t expecting my little sister to be so kinky.”

“That’s not kinky,” I protested. “Lots of women shave.”

“I still think it’s kinky, but I liked it. Your pussy looked so… clean.”

“Then I guess that makes yours dirty,” I joked.

“Yes!” She laughed. “I have a very dirty pussy!” We both had the giggles again. “Oh, I almost forgot, there’s something I wanted to show you. Can you grab it out of my bag?” She pointed to her oversized bag on the floor at the end of the coffee table.

I leaned over and reached for it. “What am I looking for?” She didn’t have to answer. As soon as I opened her bag I knew what she was after. I pulled out a massive dildo in the shape of a real penis. “This?”

“How do you like my cock?” Dana laughed, proud of the look of shock on my face. “Vicky, I’d like you to meet my boyfriend, Antonio. Or, as I call him, Big Tony.”

“You can’t be serious. It’s huge! You can’t actually… ”

“Fuck him?” Dana’s eyes were twinkling with gleeful mischief. “Just about every night, lately.”

“There’s no way this fits. It’s twice the size of a real one.”

“Oh, please, you’ve had kids. You know how adaptable the vagina can be.”

“Roger can’t be happy that you have this thing around.”

“He’d hate it if he knew about it. You have no idea how good it feels to be completely filled up. Don’t get me wrong, Roger’s dick gets the job done when he can be bothered to fuck me with it, but Big Tony takes me places he never could.”

I marveled at the heavy device in my hands. The slick rubber surface was pliant and molded like a real cock. Subtle raised ridges snaked along its length mimicking veins. The bulbous head flared dramatically and came to a gracefully rounded point. There was even a hint of a slit at the tip. I couldn’t help but think about how this thing had been in my sister’s pussy… repeatedly. I was tempted to sniff it, but held back.

“Wow,” was all I could say as I handed it over to Dana.

She took it and kissed the tip of it affectionately. “You can borrow him if you want.” Her eyes lit up. “Hey, let’s swap! I’ll let you use Big Tony, and you let me try yours.”

I was blushing again. “Ah, actually, I don’t have one.”

“Get out! You’re lying. You’ve got to have a vibrator, or at least a ‘back massager’ around somewhere that you use to take care of yourself.”

“Seriously, I don’t. I just use my fingers.”

“Oh, sweetie, you don’t know what you’re missing.” She twisted something at the base of Big Tony and it began to hum.

My sister touched the end of her huge phallus to one of my breasts. I intended to push it away, but the vibrations against my nipple were too enticing for me to resist.

“Oooo, my,” I gasped.

“See? Nice, isn’t it?” Dana moved the buzzing dildo around in small circles, stimulating my nipple until it was stiff, then moved to the other. I shouldn’t have let her do it, but I didn’t want that feeling to stop. The two of us became quiet as she delicately worked her magic toy over my breasts in turns. That ache was rising again between my legs. I told myself that I’d wait until I got upstairs to attend to it, knowing full well that I was lying to myself.

“That’s good,” I whispered, giving myself over to the sensation.

“It gets better,” Dana whispered back.

With that she moved the head of her vibrating cock down over my tummy. I knew what she was doing. Instead of discouraging her, I felt my legs parting as if of their own volition. She snuggled the tip of the rubber cock into my crotch, pressing it against the thick fabric of my jeans. The buzz instantly awakened every nerve in my pussy. I shifted my hips to bring my clit right up against it. My breath left my body in a cough of delight. Even with my eyes closed I could tell Dana was loving every second of this. It would be only a matter of another minute or so before she had me coming.

“I think Big Tony wants to fuck you,” Dana cooed into my ear seductively.

This was insane. How did I let myself get back in this situation? I had agreed that there was nothing wrong with what we had done the night before, but I still had a nagging doubt. At least we were drunk then. There was no such excuse this time. This was something else, something more. Women weren’t supposed to be like this with each other. On top of that, sisters definitely weren’t supposed to do this sort of thing together. But Dana obviously wanted it. And my body obviously wanted it. So why was my head screaming at me not to do it?

“Does my little sister want to fuck Big Tony?”

“I don’t… ” I felt Dana press the dildo harder into my pussy and a happy shiver ran up my back. “Yes… I think I do, actually.” I quickly undid my jeans before I thought better of it.

“Oh?” Dana sounded genuinely surprised. I realized that she probably expected me to take the dildo upstairs with me, but I was already committed so I went ahead and pulled my pants down. “There’s that pretty pussy I’ve been dreaming about all day,” she said with a tone of genuine appreciation.

“I shouldn’t be doing this,” I mumbled weakly, even as I was spreading my legs.

“It’ll be our secret,” Dana assured me and touched the mechanical cock to my naked pussy.

My body responded instantly. The uniquely new sensation of the vibrations coursing over my most sensitive places was exhilarating, but knowing that it was my sister who was delivering this sensual experience made it even more erotic. I knew I could trust her completely, and this gave me a kind of freedom I’d never known with anyone else in my life.

“Oh, Dana,” I moaned, “your cock feels amazing.”

“And the best is still to come.” Dana unbuttoned my shirt without taking the purring dick from my pussy. My heart fluttered like I was a nervous virgin as I let my sister undress me. She unhooked my bra and pulled it away exposing my breasts and leaving me completely naked beside her. The fact that she was still dressed somehow made me feel all the nastier.

“I’m going to come,” I warned her.

“Oh, no you don’t,” she scolded and took the toy away from my crotch. “Not yet, young lady.”

“Don’t tease me like that,” I begged.

Dana turned the vibrator off. “I thought you said you wanted to fuck my cock.”

I once again sized up the giant phallus. It had to be at least twelve inches long, and it was clearly so thick that I wouldn’t be able to wrap my whole hand around it. I understood Dana’s point about how flexible a vagina could be, but I still had my doubts.

“There’s just no way that thing is ever going to fit inside of me,” I said.

“There’s only one way to find out.” That wicked smile of hers was back. “I’ll be gentle, I promise.” Dana directed the dildo back down between my legs. “Open up, sis.” I opened my legs wider as my heart raced in anticipation. “Mmm, nice. Now spread your pussy for me. That’s a good girl.”

It wasn’t until that moment that I fully realized all the lights were on. I hardly ever had sex with my husband with the lights on, and there I was buck naked on my living room sofa holding my pussy open without any shadows to hide me. But, based on the way my sister was lasciviously gawking at my wantonly crude display, she seemed more than happy with the lighting conditions.

“Why don’t you take a picture, it’ll last longer,” I teased.

“Maybe later,” she quipped back with a wink. “I usually use lube, but your pussy is so damned wet I don’t think you need any.”

I don’t know why, but I felt a little surge of pride over this. I guess I liked being able to impress my big sister with my pussy. God, I was getting weirder by the minute.

“Go slow,” I said and braced myself.

“Just relax and I’ll fuck you nice and easy, Sis.”

Dana circled the big tool around my pussy, homing in on my vagina. The tip of the rubber cock found my opening.

“There we are,” she whispered soothingly. “Relax.”

She began to apply light pressure. I could feel the end of the dildo beginning to enter me. My instinct was to tense up, but I took a deep breath and forced myself to relax. After just a few seconds it felt like it was already in as far as it could go. It couldn’t have been more than the first inch or so of the head. I was suddenly embarrassed that I wouldn’t be able to handle the substantial girth like my sister could.

“You’re doing good,” Dana said to encourage me.

She stopped applying pressure and simply moved it around, twisting it left and right with lazy turns. Not only did this feel good, but it helped me relax even more. Without being fully aware of it she had managed to work the tip of the cock in a little farther. The fit was very tight now and I was sure we’d reach the limit of what I could take.

“How’s that?” Dana asked.

“Good,” I told her. “But I think that’s as much as I can do.”

“Okay.” She didn’t sound convinced. “By the way, I just have to say you have a gorgeous clit. I thought I had a pretty good sized one, but now that I can see yours up close I think it’s even bigger than mine. I bet Jim just loves sucking on it every chance he gets.”

“I don’t know about every chance… ” It was difficult to concentrate on talking with Dana working that massive cock head around in my opening. Despite telling her I had reached my limit, I could tell she was pushing it a little deeper as she played it around.

“I think you can handle a bit more.” She pressed the dildo forward and I felt myself stretching. I held my breath and hoped she was right. She stopped the instant before it became truly painful. I felt the tickle of sweat on my back, and flashed back to my birthing classes. I picked a spot on the other side of the room to focus on.

“More,” I blurted out, still unsure if I wanted to keep going.

Dana smiled and began pushing into me again. I felt the stretch and a fiery ring of pain. I gritted my teeth and she paused there. The pain diffused into an unexpected effervescence of pleasure that spread across my vulva and up into my belly.

“Almost there, sweetie,” Dana said. “One more push. Let me know when you’re ready.”

I had become determined to take this cock all the way. I was as far from being a masochist as anyone could be, but the pain and the prospect of taking my body to the extreme had me aroused in a way I’d never been before. And having my sister as the one guiding me into this new avenue of sexual discovery made it even more tempting.

I caught my breath and nodded. Dana began twisting and pushing. My pussy hole was being pulled open in all directions at once. I knew it was the flare at the bottom edge of the huge cock head that I was struggling with. How could something that hurt so much make me feel so sexually alive? God, I wanted this thing in my cunt in the worst way.

“Go,” I groaned. “Keep going, Dana. Fuck me. Push your big cock into me.”

A searing I hadn’t felt since my daughters were born caused my gut to clench and I was about to scream out when suddenly it stopped. The head of the cock popped inside me and my opening snapped tight around the shaft of the dildo. The instantaneous relief sent a pulse of pure ecstasy straight to my brain. I thought I was going to come on the spot.

“You did it!” Dana squealed, trying not be too loud. “Look!”

I curled myself up and looked down between my legs. Indeed I had done it. The biggest object I’d ever willingly inserted into my pussy was protruding from my hole. I would have never in a million years expected to be as turned on by seeing that as I was.

“I can’t believe that’s really in me right now.”

“You are the sexiest bitch imaginable.” Dana was beyond thrilled with the perversion she’d instigated. “I can’t believe after two kids you’re still so tight.”

My whole body was now covered in a sheen of sweat from the effort of having this huge cock shoved in me. It made my skin tingle all over.

“Okay,” I panted, “Now do me a favor. Shut up and fuck me!”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Dana was more than happy to comply. She once again applied pressure, and the dildo slowly began to fill me. My opening was pulled taut, and as each inch of her monster cock pushed into me the excruciating gratification increased. When I didn’t think I could take any more, my sister pushed me past my limit to new heights of depraved rapture. My husband would be disgusted with me if he could see what I was doing. I should have been disgusted with myself, but I was feeling too good to waste any time with self-condemnation.

“Nnnnggg,” I grunted as the tip of the dildo pressed against the deepest part of me.

“That’s it, sweetie,” Dana said with hushed glee. “You took it all.”

“Holy fuck, I love it.” I looked down again and was stunned to see nothing but the butt end of the massive fake cock poking out of my pussy hole. I really had taken the whole thing. It seemed  impossible, but with my sister’s help I had done it. “I have to come,” I said with husky insistence. “Can you make me come, Dana?”

“I’ll do my best.”

She drew the dildo back and the empty feeling it left had its own sort of pleasure about it. Seconds later, I was being stretched and filled again. The effect left me light headed and wanting more. Dana withdrew her cock quicker with the next stroke, then worked it back up to the hilt at the same pace. From the look on her face, she was enjoying this almost as much as I was.

“No one’s ever fucked me like this before, Dana. Don’t stop.”

“You like your sister’s big cock, don’t you?”

“Yes… I love your big cock. Fuck me harder.”

Dana responded to my breathless pleas and pumped the unforgiving cock into me faster. I’d never heard the kinds of noises that were coming from between my legs as the thick shaft rammed in and out of me. A distant part of my brain worried over the fear of what would happen if one of my daughters woke up and came downstairs at that moment. How could I ever explain this? I was taking a foolish risk, here in our family’s living room with all the lights on, but I didn’t care. All that mattered was taking this through to the ultimate end.

I reached down and began rubbing myself. The already heightened state of sexual bliss was instantly accentuated even more.

“That’s it, you little slut,” my sister growled as she jammed her cock into me again and again. “Work that big clit. Work that fucking clit for me!”

“Oh, Dana, you fuck me so good,” I rambled in near delirium. “You fuck my cunt so good! Do it to me, baby! Oh, fuck!”

In a wild flash I was coming. It was unlike any orgasm I’d ever known. It originated from somewhere inside my pussy, but quickly expanded to encompass my clit and all the flesh stretched tight around the plunging shaft, then blossomed outward from there. It started in a flash, but it didn’t end as quickly. The sensation sustained itself in a way that I never imagined was possible. This wasn’t a multiple orgasm, but one continuously prolonged one. I wanted to let out a guttural bellow like a desperate animal in heat. Instead I thrashed and pressed my face into the sofa cushion to muffle the primal noises erupting from me. My pussy clenched so hard at the apex of my orgasm that I pushed the dildo out of me with unexpected force.

I heard myself laughing with euphoric delight. Dana was laughing along with me in triumph.

“Oh, my God,” I rasped. “My husband would hate you if he knew you just made me come better than he ever has.”

“Was it really that good?” Dana wanted to know with giddy delight.

“It was that fucking good, and then some.” I anxiously felt for the entrance to my vagina expecting to find a gaping opening, but it was already back to its normal size. What an amazing orifice.

“It’s unreal how sexy you look when you come.” Dana’s eyes were once again ravishing my naked body with lustful desire.

“Hey, how come I’m the only one naked?” I quickly said to distract her. “I think Big Tony has one more job to do.”

“Great minds think alike.” Dana stood and pulled her top off. While she was taking off her bra, I undid her pants and pulled them down to her ankles. I could see that her panties were soaked through as I pulled those down for her as well. From where I sat on the sofa, her furry patch of pubic hair was right in front of my face. The temptation to bury my nose in her soft curls almost got the better of me. I really had to watch myself — it would be easy to get caught up in the moment and take things too far.

My big sister returned to the couch, leaning back on the armrest and putting one leg up along the back of the sofa. I reached for the light on the end table nearest me.

“No!” she said before I would switch it off. “I mean, I don’t mind if you want to leave it on.” When I turned to her I could see her pussy in all its glory. She obviously wanted me to see her like this. Her plump outer lips were shaved smooth, and her engorged inner labia bloomed from the crease where it would normally lie hidden. My sister spread herself as I looked on, showing off her erect clit and the flushed inner secrets of her womanhood.

“Um… yeah… ” I was mesmerized and couldn’t think of any words to express what I was feeling.

“I like this,” Dana said, filling the silence for me. “I like being naked in front of you. Letting you see my tits and my pussy this way. Do you like it, Vicky? Do you like looking at my dirty pussy?”

All I could do was nod.

“Tell me,” she asked softly. “I like hearing my sweet little sister talk nasty.”

“I like it,” I managed. “I’m not sure why, but I love looking at your pussy. I’ve never… thought about it before, but it’s beautiful. To see you like this… so, open and confident with yourself… it’s beyond sexy.”

“So you don’t think I’m being weird?”

“Weird is only the start of what you’re being right now, but I’m feeling like weird is okay.”

“Good.” Dana reached for Big Tony and picked him up from where he sat between us. The surface of the fake phallus still glimmered with my juices. Dana brought the tip to her mouth once again and gave it a little kiss. She then surprised me by slowly running her tongue around the circumference of the cock head. My first impulse was to be grossed out, but by the time she finished I was not only flattered but extremely turned on. “It looks like you’ve already lubed him up.” She held it out to me. “Will you do the honors?”

As soon as I took the cock from her she pushed her legs wide apart and spread her pussy once again with her fingers. This time she made sure that her pussy hole was an easy target for me. I might have been repulsed by seeing a woman do this in a porn video, but seeing my sister do it was irresistibly entrancing.

Feeling a nasty impulse. I took the end of the cock into my mouth and circled it with my tongue, gazing deep into my sister’s eyes. The taste of my pussy was tangy and good. “There,” I murmured. “Nice and wet.”

“You kinky bitch,” she whispered, her face alive with arousal.

I pointed the cock at her. “Ready?”

Her smile said it all. I zeroed in on my sister’s proffered opening and found her hole with the tip. I pressed with gentle pressure, burrowing shallowly into her sopping wet vagina. I hesitated when I began to feel some resistance, but the excited expectancy in Dana’s eyes let me know I didn’t need to hold back. I put my strength behind it and the huge cock eased into her. My sister’s mouth formed a wide “O” as the cock head splayed the modest aperture of her vagina. It was a stretch for her, but clearly not as painful as it had been for me.

“Good?” I checked in.

“Perfect, sis.”

I pressed ahead and with startling quickness the massive cock head disappeared inside her. She let out a giggle of satisfaction. I watched with rapt amazement as my sister’s pussy readily engulfed the over-sized sex toy. My shock was doubled by the awareness that my normally mild-mannered pussy had somehow managed to do the same. I slid the cock forward as far as it could go and paused to marvel at the sight before me. Dana was more than happy to let me gape at what was between her legs as she looked on and fiddled with her nipples.

“Here we go,” I finally announced, and drew the dildo back.

I was immediately intrigued by the way the skin around her pussy hole was pulled outward by the withdrawing shaft. I wondered if mine did the same when my husband was fucking me. I pushed the dildo back in until it was seated as deeply as possible. Dana let out a slight whimper and lifted her hips up toward me, beckoning for more. I pulled back and shoved the thick shaft into her once more, and repeated the motion, picking up a little speed with each thrust.

Dana was apparently enjoying my efforts and began fucking back against each forceful shove. I felt in control in a way I never had before. Giving a blowjob, or a handjob, had an element of control to it, but I suddenly realized there had always been something lacking. My sister was truly at my mercy. I was the one in charge — the one, in essence, penetrating her. I could fulfill her, or withdraw my cock and deny her. This was a kind of power I’d not wielded before. And I liked it.

“Shit,” Dana hissed, “This is even better than when I do it myself.”

“You like how I’m fucking your dirty pussy?”

“Yes!”

“You like taking huge cocks in that big cunt, don’t you?”

“Fuck, yes! Right in my big, hairy cunt.”

Dana was pinching both her nipples tortuously hard as I worked the dildo in and out of her pussy as quickly as I could. My arms were burning with the effort, and I was starting to get winded. The sweat was rising on my skin again. I wasn’t about to let up, however, not until I made my sister come.

“That’s it, you slut. Take my cock,” I hissed. “Come all over my big cock, you fucking slut.”

My sister let out a long moan making it impossible to tell if she was getting off more on the dildo or from my filthy mouth. I never talked like that with my husband during sex, but there was something incredibly liberating about just saying whatever dirty thing came into your head.

“Fuck me, Vicky! Fuck my cunt! Make me… ” The rest was lost in a strangled cry into the sofa cushion. Dana pulled on her nipples, stretching them to a distressing degree, and bucked hard against the giant cock. Her legs quivered and a beguiling crimson blush spread across her chest and up her neck. She then relaxed, but several aftershocks jolted her body before she was done.

I gave her another half a minute to wallow in her post-orgasmic stupor, then slowly withdrew Big Tony from her well-fucked pussy.

“Damn, little sister. That was incredible.” She looked like she could barely move.

I leaned back at my end of the sofa, shaking the soreness out of my shoulders and arms. I found myself unable to settle my gaze anywhere except on my naked sister, her heavy breasts topped with prominently upright nipples, her legs still open wide, her swollen pussy slick with fresh juices. I wanted to touch myself, but somehow felt too embarrassed to do it. After a moment I realized I had no choice.

I began playing with myself while staring at my sister’s sumptuous cunt. It was only a matter of seconds before she detected the telltale sounds of my self pleasure. She opened her eyes halfway and smiled across at me. Dana watched. I took as much pleasure from her gaze as I did from the view of her freshly fucked pussy. After another minute she gave in and slid her hand down over her thick tuft of pubic hair and began to finger her clit. The two of us silently watched each other masturbate, lost in our own admiration of what we were so privileged to be witnessing. To share something so intensely private with another person, and feel utterly secure in doing so, is the greatest gift there is.

I was coming sooner than I wanted to. I wanted the moment to go on and on, but I had to give myself over to the urge that rose up and demanded fruition. I heard Dana sigh with great satisfaction just as I was finishing and was able to watch her experience the same gratification as I just had. The moment couldn’t have been more perfect.

It was several moments before Dana spoke. “Vicky? Have you ever been with a woman?”

“No.”

“Not even one time in college?”

“No. Have you?”

“No, not really. I kissed another girl once, but that was all.”

I was afraid of where she was going with this, so I stayed silent.

“I’ve always wondered… ” she went on as casually as she could, “What it would be like to lick a pussy.” The way her eyes focused on my crotch as she said this left no doubt what was going through her mind. “Have you ever wondered about that? About going down on another woman?”

I smiled nervously. “Okay, well, on that note, I think it’s time for me to get on up to bed.”

Dana smiled to mask her disappointment, “All right then.” She picked up the dildo and switched it on. “If you don’t mind, I think me and Tony are going to go a couple more rounds.” She began grinding the vibrator against her clit as I gathered up my clothes from the floor.

“Knock yourself out,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant, and headed for the stairs. It was all I could do not to turn around and join her for more. “See you in the morning.” She didn’t answer, pretending to be lost in the moment. I headed up to my room with mixed feelings.

I knew what she wanted, but I couldn’t let that happen. Masturbating together was one thing, a little harmless fun between sisters, but what she was contemplating was a whole other thing. What she was suggesting was incest. And I absolutely couldn’t cross that line…

Could I?

Continue on to Part Three