By Tommy X
By Thursday, Amanda was settling into her new, exciting life of incest with her sister. They would steal kisses and cast sly glances at each other, but there really hadn’t been time to make love since that day in Ms. Garcia’s classroom. And Amanda desperately wanted to continue making love to Kelly.
Amanda woke up every morning with her pussy throbbing and slick with lust. She only managed to sleep every night after giving herself, two, maybe three orgasms. But it wasn’t the same, not without Kelly — who was preoccupied with running the mentorship program and her own schoolwork. Apparently, fucking the chemistry teacher could only get you out of some homework. A certain amount of cursory effort was still required.
Amanda did notice that the female teachers of Silvstead High seemed to watch her more closely and had moved her to the front of the class. Following Kelly’s instructions, she’d started wearing shorter skirts. She was sure these nasty perverted dykes were trying to get a look up her legs and frankly, it excited her. By the end of most days, she was soaked.
That day, after the last bell, Amanda opened her locker to find a small envelope taped to the inside of the door. There was no indication who it was from, or how they were able to get into her locker — just a pale pink envelope with a red heart drawn on the front. She glanced around and leaned into her locker slightly so no one could read over her shoulder. Amanda pulled open the envelope and pulled out the note. A carefully scripted note:
Dearest and loveliest initiate:
I hope this week is going well for you, and that you and your mentor have grown close. By this time, she should have taught you the power of your being and how to wield your sexuality. Now it is time to put it into practice. Tonight there is a party where you will meet, and fuck, your new boyfriend. He will be a starting football player and you and your mentor will make his night.
Love, Codi
Amanda stared at the letter. Jesus, she thought, am I ready for… that?
When Kelly drove them home after school, she made it clear to Amanda that they would be going to the party even if they had to sneak out of the house. They were going to wear their party dresses with nothing underneath, a thought that thrilled Amanda and scared her a little. Kelly also explained that they would both be expected to pleasure Amanda’s new boyfriend. The freshmen girls were always given up to the senior football players. In Kelly’s experience, though, they probably wouldn’t get around to fucking him tonight after all; it was unlikely that a teenage boy could handle two sisters.
But first, they had to convince their mother to let them go out on a school night.
That turned out to be far easier than they had assumed. When they got home, Karen was already getting ready to go out again. “Girls, I’m going out tonight with a friend from work, so do your homework, order a pizza and watch a movie. I won’t be home until late.”
Karen looked amazing in her little black date skirt and her dark blue blouse. If the girls had looked closely, they might have noticed that their mother wasn’t wearing a bra. But there was no way for them to have known that she wasn’t wearing any panties either.
In fact, Karen’s outfit was just for her daughters’ benefit. As soon as she reached her friend’s house, the clothes would come off, she would jump in the hot tub and spend hours enjoying sex with several different women. Karen was already moist in anticipation of a thrilling night of lesbian fun and games — even more so, knowing that that one of the women had promised a “surprise guest” would be attending that night.
The girls bounded upstairs, pretended to do their homework for a while and, after waiting an appropriate amount of time after their mother’s car had driven away, began to change for the party. Amanda and Kelly stripped naked, and unable to control themselves, kissed for a moment before taking out their outfits.
Amanda pulled her favorite dress out of the closet. It was pale blue with a slightly ruffled look, and fell to mid-thigh. She slid it over her head and adjusted it, then admired herself in the mirror, smiling at the thought of going without panties or bra beneath the dress she wore to church on Easter Sunday.
“Hey, Mandy,” Kelly called, “come zip me up.”
Amanda’s breath caught in her throat when she saw her sister. She was in a form-fitting red dress, easily three-quarters the way up her thighs. Every curve of Kelly’s body was perfectly accentuated. Amanda’s hands trembled as she took hold of the zipper tab and slowly drew it up. God, she makes me look like a little girl, Mandy thought.
Kelly turned and smiled at Amanda. “Let’s make sure everything is in order,” the elder sister said, and then slipped her hand up Amanda’s skirt, briefly cupping her bare pussy. “Good,” she purred. “Now, let’s do something about that hair.”
An hour later, the sisters climbed out of the car and made their way toward the entrance to Codi’s house. The party was clearly not a stereotypical movie-inspired teen rager. Music was playing, a few people were milling about, some had red cups with an unknown drink in it. When offered, Kelly politely declined for the both of them, citing the need to be clear-headed for the action later that night.
They milled about, Amanda staying close by her sister as she chatted with various girls. Most of the kids there weren’t part of the secret society, so Amanda wasn’t really sure when or where the evening’s action was taking place.
Soon enough though, Codi came by and tapped Kelly on the shoulder. Kelly turned to Amanda and smiled. “Show time,” she said.
They maneuvered their way into a side room, a study. It was all dark wood paneling, shelves crammed with books, huge desk. Codi closed the door behind her.
Amanda noted the five other freshmen girls and their respective mentors. In addition, there were five senior football players — the stars of the team. Everyone milled around nervously. The football players had grins on their faces you couldn’t wipe off. This ceremony was the stuff of legend in the jock world.
Codi circled around the desk. Reaching into a drawer, she pulled out an envelope, then cleared her throat. “Okay, ladies and gentlemen. Now for the moment of truth. Your assignment for the year.” If possible, the boys’ smiles got even wider.
Codi fixed of them in turn with a penetrating stare. “Remember, fellas, your girls are in charge tonight. They say no, you stop. They want more? You give them more. Otherwise, we will ruin you.” The smiles dropped slightly and the boys shifted around, nervously glancing at each other. It was clear that Codi wasn’t fucking around and meant every word.
She then began to read off names. A girl, then a guy. The mentor then led her protege over to her assigned player. “Amanda,” Codi said, “and Brent.”
Kelly let out a low whistle and clasped Amanda’s hand. Amanda squeezed back, grateful for her sister’s reassuring touch. But her misgivings were only growing stronger,
Brent was the star quarterback. In the universe of high school, his star shone the brightest. He was 6 foot 3, muscled, blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes. As All-American as apple pie. Girls would literally kill to be his girlfriend. And now he belonged to Amanda. Why wasn’t she excited about it?
“All right,” said Codi, “There are four bedrooms in the house, I suggest you find one and have yourselves a little fun.” Codi smiled, then turned to her protege. “We’ll stay here,” she said. Within seconds, she had the running back’s cock out and was stroking it.
Kelly, Amanda and Brent hustled upstairs to the master bedroom, then Kelly closed and locked the door. Amanda’s heart felt as if it was pounding through her chest.
Kelly smiled and stroked her hair, “Don’t worry sis, this will be great.” She then turned her back to Brent. “Unzip me, darling?”
Amanda felt a pang of jealousy rip through her at the “darling, ” but it was quickly subsumed by lust as she watched her sister’s dress slide to the floor, revealing her amazing body.
Kelly turned around and knelt in front of Brent, guiding Amanda down next to her. Unbuttoning his jeans, she slid them down to his thighs, revealing his cock — still soft, but Amanda thought it looked huge.
Kelly smiled warmly at Amanda as she wrapped a hand around Brent’s member. “Honey, don’t worry, just watch and learn. I’ll get him started, then you’ll take over.”
Mandy swallowed hard, a feeling of dread rising inside. This felt utterly, completely wrong. She didn’t want to touch Brent’s cock. She didn’t even want to see it.
Why do I feel this way? she desperately asked herself, nervously nibbling on a fingernail. Two weeks ago, I’d have done anything for a date with Brent Jarvis.
Deep down inside, she knew why. Everything had changed on that first day of school, that day when she went down on her own sister, tasted another girl for the first time.
Since then, Amanda had barely given a thought to other boys… and her feelings of love for Kelly had only grown stronger. She winced at the sight of her sister, smiling up at Brent as she fondled his prick.
I don’t want her touching him either, she thought. Him, or any other guy.
But something was wrong. Kelly was staring up at Brent, frowning. “What’s the matter, babe?” In the palm of her hand lay the football star’s limp cock.
“Fuck.” moaned Brent. “I mean… fuck!” He pulled away, then sat down heavily on the bed, his shoulders slumped in defeat. “I’m sorry… I can’t.”
“Excuse me?” asked Kelly, staring in disbelief.
“I just… I can’t do this,” he mumbled, putting his head in his hands.
Kelly’s eyes flashed with indignation. “What’s the matter? Don’t you want us? C’mon, two sisters at the same time! It’s a fucking fantasy for the ages!”
Brent lifted his head. His eyes were red, like he was about to cry. “Never, ever tell anyone.”
Kelly scowled. “What? That you couldn’t get it up?”
“No,” he said, then took a deep breath. “I’m gay, you guys.”
Amanda was light-headed with relief. She wouldn’t have to fuck him after all! Then she saw the shame in Brent’s expression, and her heart went out to him.
“It’s okay, Brent,” she murmured, drifting over to sit next to the embarrassed jock. “We understand. Listen, there’s nothing wrong with you liking guys.” She paused, then added. “Actually… I’m gay, too.”
Now Kelly and Brent were both staring at her — and Amanda couldn’t help it, she began to laugh. Kelly smiled, then started giggling along with her sister. Soon, all three of them were overcome with mirth.
Finally, Kelly pulled herself together, “All right, your secret is safe with us. We’ll spread the rumor that you were a total stud. In fact, we’ll say that you drilled us both like a sailor on shore leave.”
With a wry grin, Brent pulled up his pants and fastened them, then gave each of the girls a hug. “Thanks so much, you guys.” He indicated a door that opened onto the patio, “Listen, if you’re okay with it, I’m gonna go meet my boyfriend.”
“Anyone we know?” Kelly asked teasingly.
Blushing, Brent shook his head. “Probably not. He’s a older guy, dances for the ballet company downtown.” He shrugged into his leather jacket. “Are you guys all right to stay here?”
“Sure, we’re fine,” Amanda nodded, casually placing a hand on her big sister’s shoulder.
Kelly smiled, “No problem, sweetie, go have fun.”
“Thanks,” said the burly teen. “Y’know, Mandy… you’re really nice. If I’ve gotta have a fake girlfriend to get through high school, I’m glad it’s you.” Blowing her a bashful kiss, he hustled over to the door and quietly slipped out.
As soon as he was gone, Kelly burst into laughter, “Holy shit, you have to be kidding me! Just your luck, you get a gay football player!”
Amanda smiled. The sight of her naked sister laughing, breasts bouncing with each breath, was getting her worked up. Kelly was seated on the edge of the bed, Amanda standing before her.
“So, baby sister,” Kelly said, “were you telling Brent the truth just then? You really aren’t into guys?”
Nibbling her lower lip, staring at the floor, Amanda sighed. “No… I guess I’m not.” Raising her head, she said, “It’s your fault, though. You turned me on to girls, y’know. Now it’s all I can think about… and you’re the girl I’m into most of all.” Kelly’s shaved pussy seemed to beckon to her.
Kelly saw her sister’s lustful gaze and spread her legs slightly. “Like what you see, then?”
Without a word, Amanda fell to her knees, nudged her way between Kelly’s thighs and licked lustily at the older girl’s juicy slit.
“Oh, fuck, Mandy,” Kelly moaned, falling backwards on the king size bed.
Amanda feasted on her sister, sliding her tongue up and down, probing the folds of Kelly’s cunt. She could sense Kelly getting wetter and wetter in response to her licking, and that in turn made her own pussy drip.
She broke away long enough to pull off her own dress. Meanwhile, Kelly scooted herself up to the head of the bed, grabbed her knees and pulled them to her chest to fully expose her pussy and anus. Her wet cunt had spread open slightly, revealing the pink flesh inside, and her tight little rosebud pulsed with excitement.
Amanda dove back in, running her tongue from Kelly’s clit to her asshole, spreading the wetness along every sensitive inch of her sister’s nether regions. Sliding a hand down Kelly’s thigh, she pushed a finger into the older girl’s tight pussy.
“Oh, yes, Mandy,” Kelly moaned, “Finger me!” She began to rock her hips in time with Amanda’s probing finger. “Oh, God that feels good. Put in another!”
“You got it.” Amanda slipped two, then three fingers into her sister.
“Mandy! Fuck! Oh wow, yeah, just like that. Now lick my ass, baby sister!” Kelly was out of control with lust. Her body was rocking and shaking wildly.
Amanda quickly obeyed, running her tongue through the crack of Kelly’s ass.
Kelly moaned loudly. Her sister’s fingers and tongue were driving her insane. “Fuuuck me!” she screamed.
Thrilled by how unimaginably wonderful the evening had turned out to be, Amanda plunged her fingers into Kelly’s wet pussy and her tongue into her tight, spasming asshole.
Kelly came with a loud whimper, her pussy clenching Amanda’s fingers as she rode out her orgasm. After she had enough, Kelly pushed her sister’s face away, gasping, “Enough, babe.”
Amanda withdrew her fingers from her sister and brought them up to her lips, which were already dripping with Kelly’s juices. She licked the index finger, savoring the taste of her elder sibling.
“Gimme some, sis.” Kelly grabbed Mandy by the wrist and took the remaining two fingers into her mouth. She sucked at them, swirling her tongue around and tasting herself.
It’s so hot, watching my sister lick her own pussy juices from my fingers. As she drank in the sexy sight, Amanda let her free hand wander down to her own wet cunt and began to play. She moaned as her eyes met and locked with those of her big sister.
Amanda put a finger into her juicy cunt, got it nice and slick, then held it up in front of Kelly’s face. Kelly seized that wrist too, and was soon sampling the taste of her little sister.
Taking a break from comparing pussy flavors, Kelly gazed deep into Mandy’s eyes. “Mandy, little sister… I love you.”
Amanda gasped. She’d been wondering if this was just fun for Kelly, or if it was something more.
Amanda breathlessly replied, “I love you too. I don’t want to be with anyone else.” They came together in a pure and loving kiss. It was erotic, it was taboo, it was love all wrapped up into one single shining moment.
When they broke apart, Kelly reached down and, grasping Amanda by the hips, guided her sister up the bed until the younger teen’s dripping wetness was directly over her face. Kelly extended her tongue, letting the tip just barely run along Amanda’s slit. Ever so slowly, Kelly drew Amanda down to her face, a little bit closer with each pass of her tongue.
Mandy was clutching the headboard, silently begging her big sister, Stop teasing me… eat my pussy, damn it! Soon, though, she was finally riding Kelly’s eager face, the girl’s tongue buried deep in her snatch.
“Oh, god Kelly, yes,” Amanda moaned. She reached down with one hand to tease her pencil eraser nipples. Her body was sweating and heaving as she whimpered, desperate to explode in her sister’s beautiful face.
Just then, Kelly reached up and spread Amanda’s buttocks, gently placed the tip of her finger against her sister’s asshole and pushed. At this provocation, Mandy exploded.
“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!” she cried, shuddering violently as an orgasm broke over her. Her hips churned as she ground her dripping cunt into Kelly’s face. A second wave of bliss poured through her as Kelly slid that probing finger into her ass, just up to the first knuckle.
“Oh, God, oh God,” Amanda moaned, “I love you, I love you, I loooooove youuuuu!” The teen’s voice rose to a scream as her pleasure reached its peak.
Utterly spent, Amanda collapsed to one side, somehow managing to dismount her sister’s face in the process. Kelly panted for air, finally catching her breath after nearly being smothered by Mandy’s cunt. Her lips and chin were glistening with wetness.
Blindly reaching for her sister, Amanda began to kiss and lick Kelly’s face all over, enjoying the taste of her own juices. Their mouths drifted together and they shared a languid kiss, tongues blissfully trading flavors.
As they came down from their lust they lay cuddled together. Amanda idly fondled her sister’s tits, while Kelly tenderly stroked Amanda’s still tingling pussy.
“I mean it, Amanda.” said Kelly using her most serious voice, “I truly love you.”
“I do too, Kelly. I really, really do. You are my love and my lover.”
They kissed.
The sisters lay naked in Codi’s parents’ bed for a long while, in love and in heaven.
Somehow, they never noticed the little red light coming from the wardrobe across the room…
To appear at some point in time: Chapter 5!