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Talking to My Daughter

  • Posted on June 26, 2017 at 3:20 pm

By Misty Meadow

Yes, darling, I’m here in my bedroom. Come on up; put your backpack in your room and take your shoes off. Leave your socks on and come in here. I want to talk to you.

How was school today? Good. Listen, I just got an email from your Aunt Jane. No, I’m sorry, hon, she isn’t coming to visit us; she’s very busy and can’t afford the airfare all the way from America. But she asked me to send her some pictures of you. How’s that sound? I thought we could take our time and shoot a whole lot of them, like a series… you know, the ones where you’re lifting your dress, letting us see underneath.

…Yes, hon, just like that — but don’t raise your skirt just yet. We all know what you look like with it lifted up under your chin and, yes, it is exciting… but I was thinking of something much more ambitious, starting with you fully dressed in your school uniform.

Speaking of which, I’m gonna have to buy new uniforms for you next term. You’re growing fast and that skirt is dangerously short — not that I mind! As far as I’m concerned, the shorter the better, but the school’s already sent me a letter saying that it’s inappropriate and shouldn’t be more than than six inches above the knee.

Here, darling — bend down, turn your back to the mirror and look between your legs. See how your knickers are showing? No, don’t move, I wanna get a picture of that. There. Oh, that’s a sexy look, come and see. My sister will like that, but we can do lots more.

Hmm? Oh, I was thinking of having you doing a striptease for the camera — a couple of dozen pictures of my sexy little girl undressing down to her knickers, then you finally take them off to show yourself in all your naked glory.

No, my darling, you’re not just a skinny kid. I admit that you look a lot younger than eleven and your boobs haven’t started to grow just yet, but to me you’re petite and slender and look deliciously innocent… even though we both know that you aren’t innocent in the least, are you?

Anyhow, you shouldn’t worry about being thin. I bet that when you do grow up, you’ll have one of those supermodel figures and be able to eat anything without putting on an ounce. You don’t need big drooping tits to be sexy. Sexiness is mostly attitude, darling. That’s the truth of it.

D’you know what made you so exciting in those pictures we took last month — the ones with you spread out on the kitchen table? It was the way you were displaying yourself so openly, with that inviting smile I love so much. It was as though you were saying, ‘Look at me, I’m sexy.’ And you were, too!

Anyway, I think Aunt Jane would really enjoy a few naughty snaps of you. My sister loves the sight of little girls with no clothes on, just as much as I do.

Wait, you already knew that? Oh, really — and how did you find that out, little lady? Did Jane sneak a peek at you the last time she visited? Hold on, don’t tell me, I’ll bet I know. She came into the bathroom while you were in the tub, didn’t she? Well, you see, that’s what she used to do to me when we were young. It bothered me at first, but then I began to like letting my big sister see me naked.

Did she take a picture of you in the bath? You never told me about that! Oh, of course I wouldn’t have been angry, darling. You know I like to show you off to my lesbian friends. Jane’s gay herself, after all… oh, you knew that too? Not much gets past you, does it? Little minx. Give Mommy a kiss.

Oooohh, baby girl, I love your kisses. Your mouth is so soft and sweet.

Yes, we’ll kiss some more, but first I want you to take a shower, darling, then dress in clean knickers and a blouse and clean socks. Put the same skirt back on, though.

Want Mommy to shower with you? In that case, let me get out of this dress. There. You like my knickers? Think they’re sexy? Yes, darling, I’ll buy you some naughty lingerie, but for the moment, you look perfectly adorable in your white cotton ones, like all the other little girls wear. There’s nothing lovelier than a pretty little girl, you know.

No, don’t take your knickers off yet, I’ve something special in mind. Let’s go into the bathroom.

Do you need to pee? Perfect, I was hoping you did. Here’s what I want you to do. No, not in the toilet, in the shower — and don’t take your knickers off. Yes, pee right through them, like that time last summer when we were walking across that meadow where the cows were, and you just lifted up your dress and peed right through your knickers. You looked so fucking sexy! You did, darling, honestly. Shit, I left the camera in the bedroom. Be right back.

There we are. Okay, into the shower with you. No, no, don’t undress, just take your socks off and step into the stall and hold the front of your skirt up like you did before. I’m gonna crouch down, so I can get a shot of you from a low angle. Ready to pee now? Okay, darling, just smile and let it go.

Ooh, perfect. I got half a dozen awesome shots of your pee streaming down between your thighs. Here, let me feel how wet you are between your legs. Squish, squish! Oh, I love the feel of wet knickers. Cotton is especially absorbent, so it holds a lot of pee, not like my nylon ones.

Now it’s all over my hand. Hmmm? No, it doesn’t smell bad. Actually, fresh pee smells very good… and it has a nice earthy flavor, too. Well, maybe not at first. I guess it’s what they call an acquired taste.

Okay, now you can get undressed. Just throw everything on the floor. Wait, leave your knickers on. We’ll start the shower, and you can rinse them while you’re still wearing them. Careful, not too hot. All right, now that they’re wet, pull the waist up at the front to… yes, a camel toe. Here, let me get a shot of that.

God, that’s such a naughty sight. I can see your tinkle through them! Well, what do you call it? Oh, my… Goodness, darling, where did you learn that word? Cunt. Did you pick that up at school? No, I don’t mind, in fact I like it when little girls use that kind of language. Okay, since you call it that, so will I.

Anyhow, like I was saying, your cunt is perfectly visible through the wet cotton. Lift one leg and put your foot on the edge of the tub, and I’ll take some more pics. Oh, very nice. That looks deliciously depraved!

What? “Depraved,” that’s what I said. It’s another way of calling something dirty. Not unclean dirty, sexy dirty.

Do you? Fair enough, then. I’ll pee through my knickers if you like. Move over. Actually, why don’t you take pictures of me while I do? Wait, darling — dry your hand before you touch the camera. There you go.

Ready? Oh, this is lovely, peeing through my knickers. Makes me feel like a naughty little girl again. Yes, I did pee my pants when I was a kid, anytime I could get away with it. I’d do it with my friends, out in the fields and woods where no one could see us. Oh, we pretended it was a joke, but I’m sure they were every bit as thrilled as I was. Now look, darling — my knickers are transparent like yours. You can see my cunt!

Here, give me your hand. Feel how wet I am? Hmm, I need a shave, don’t I? Here, I’ll take my knickers off and you can feel how stubbly I am. See, it feels rough, doesn’t it?

Will you shave me later, sweetheart? I like being shaved by you. Your touch is so gentle.

Come back into the shower with me, we’ll get clean together. You can soap my back and I’ll soap yours, we’ll take turns.

Oh, darling, you have such a lovely little body. I know I’m always saying it, but it’s true, especially your tight little bum. Let me lather it… now I’ll run my hand down between your cheeks to make sure you’re nice and clean. If you relax your bum hole, I’ll push my soapy finger in and you’ll be so clean that you’ll never get skid marks on your knickers. How does that feel? Oh, you like it, huh? Do it to me, push your finger all the way in and pump it in and out. Mmm, you’re making me tingle all over!

Now I’m gonna wash your front, your cute little titties. I know, they haven’t grown in yet, but let me show you something. I wanna tweak your nipples to see if they react. Ooh, look, they’re getting hard! Tiny, yes, but so incredibly sexy. Honestly, I think that a little girl’s nipples are more thrilling than a woman’s breasts could ever be.

Now I’ll do your tummy and yes, darling, your cunt. You don’t think I’d ever pass up a chance to touch my precious child there, do you? I’m gonna take my sweet time doing it, too. Doesn’t that feel lovely?

Why don’t you wash mine, too? See how many fingers you can get inside me. Yes, I’m wet and that’s not just water, by the way — your mommy is very excited, and it’s you that made me that way. Ooh, yes, three fingers; now try four, okay? Later, you can try to get your thumb in there too, but not just yet. Tell you what — we’ll save that for later, putting your whole hand inside Mommy’s vagina. No, no, it won’t hurt… but even if it does, it’ll be worth it. Sometimes things are good because they hurt a little bit, darling.

That was nice. Let’s get dry now. Here — you dry me, then I’ll dry you. Leave your knickers there on the shower floor, I’ll take care of them later. Yes, rub me with the towel all over, especially between my legs.

Goodness, you’ve never kissed my nipples before! That feels amazing. Bite it for me. Harder. Go on, you can bite harder than that! Ooooohh, yes! Mmmm, that’s nice. Now, do that to the other one. Ah! Okay, now suck on them, just like you did when you were a darling little baby. I love you so much, my sweet.

Now, I’ll dry you. Spread your legs and let me get… yes, just like that. Oh, my, if your Aunt Jane could see us now, she’d come in her knickers. She says they’re called panties in the States, but I prefer the word ‘knickers’, don’t you? Has a nice naughty ring to it.

Okay, bring the camera along. We’ll go into your bedroom and get you some clean knickers and stuff for you to pose in. You’ll only be in them for a minute, then I’ll have you strip again, all right?

Watching you dress is almost as exciting as when you undress, darling. Socks first — no, not the knee socks, the ankle socks. Now, while you get dressed, I’m gonna sit on the floor at the foot of the bed and take pictures. That’s nice, with your legs up like that.

Now put your blouse on and then your knickers. Yeah, pull them up to your knees and stand up. I wanna get a picture of with them at half mast. That looks so fucking sexy. Push your hips out for me, and spread the blouse wide open. Oh, perfect! Okay, pull ’em up now, button your blouse and put your skirt on. There you go.

Now, baby girl, it’s time for you to take everything off again. Wait, first let’s go into the living room and do the whole thing with the floor-to-ceiling curtains as the background. That dark blue will contrast nicely with your skin.

Sit on the chair and lift one leg at a time to take your socks off so I can get a good upskirt… nice. Now the other sock. Skirt next, I think… yeah, stand up and just let it fall. Kick it aside, then slowly unbutton your blouse. Let it fall from your shoulders.

Now for the most exciting bit… you know what I mean, sweetheart.

Slow down, slow down! It’s so much better if you take your time. Slide them down inch by inch, then I can get half a dozen good shots before we see your cunt. I want to build the tension. Keep smiling, darling — your smile is the most important thing. I know you love doing this, but your face has to show it. Now, pull your knickers down just one more inch and we can see… mmm, there it is, your sweet little cunt, like a sideways smile. Spread your feet some, so your knickers stretch from thigh to thigh. Jane is gonna love this! Okay, let them fall. That was awesome.

Sit down again, then put your heels on the edge of the chair and spread your… oh, you’re ahead of me. I’m gonna come in for a close up.

Now I have your cunt filling the whole screen! I could get a print of this and blow it up until it makes a huge picture, and hang it on the wall. That’d be awesome, wouldn’t it? Visitors would ask, ‘What’s that?’ and I’d tell ‘em, “Oh, it’s my daughter’s cunt. She’s let you see the real thing if you want.”

Oh, sweetheart, you look so lovely when you laugh!

Okay, push the chair aside and get down on all fours, facing away. Lower your upper body. Oh, my God, what a lovely sight — both your holes, your sweet little rosebud and your cunt, glistening with moisture. Keep still, I’m getting several shots from different angles.

Actually, hold that pose for a second, I’m just gonna put the camera down and… Mmwa! D’you like being kissed on the cunt? Want another? Okay… Mwwwwa! This is fun. Sure, you can kiss mine later, but now I want you lying on your back with your legs spread as wide as they’ll go. Hold your arms out, like you’re inviting a lover to come lie on top of you. Wow, that’s utterly fucking lewd. Now sit up and spread your cunt open with your fingers. Look down at it…. now look up and smile at the camera. Perfect!

Pictures of me? Sure, I don’t see why not. Yes, Jane will like them. So… I’ve never I told you that she and I used to fool around and do naughty things when we were your age, did I? Oh yes, we did indeed! First, Jane taught me how to masturbate, then she showed me how to kiss… and hers was the first cunt I ever licked.

I think we’d be better off in my bedroom, on my bed, if we’re going to take more pictures. C’mon, let’s go. Oh, you know what? We’ll use the camcorder on its tripod and make a video for Jane. Give me a moment to get it set up.

While I’m doing that, why don’t you get into a sexy pose? Here’s an idea — lie back on the bed, bring your knees up, let them fall outwards and press the soles of your feet together. Oh, sweetie, that looks perfectly pornographic.

Okay, I’ve got the camcorder on and recording. Hold that position for just a bit — I’ve got to get that on the video. There. Now Mommy’s going to play, too.

Want a back rub? Lie face down. What would you prefer… a massage, or soft caresses? Fine. Now relax, let me make you feel good, darling. I love doing this, running my fingertips up and down your body. Your skin is so perfect. Spread your legs a little, so that when I touch the insides of your thighs, my hand can stray between them and I can stroke your little rosebud with my finger.

Hmmm? Oh, I like having mine touched. Jane used to do that to me, you know. Even better, she liked to lick it, push her tongue up my bum as far as it could go. Really? Lick you there? No, I don’t mind, I was hoping you’d ask. Mmmmm…

…How was that? Lovely, wasn’t it? I know, it was ‘dirty’, but in a exciting way, like when we were peeing in the shower. ‘Intimate’ is a better word.

Would you like to lick my bum later, sweetheart? No problem, my pleasure.

Now roll over and I’ll do your front. My, my… I never get tired of looking at your naked body. Oh, look, your nipples are erect again! I think they need to be kissed. Mmmm, I think they like that.

Now, I’m gonna gently stroke your body, from your shoulders down to your knees… and you’ll forgive me if my fingers linger at your sweet, darling little cunt that I’m so in love with, right? Ah, well, I love it because it’s yours, sweetheart, and also because you like showing it off to me.

Do you, then? So who else do you allow to see your cunt? Your classmates? Teachers? What about the school nurse, when you fell and twisted your knee that time? Wait, wait — you’re telling me that she took off your knickers to examine your knee? That dirty old dyke! I supposed she touched you, too — how could she resist? No, it’s fine, sweetheart, you can let any girl touch you anywhere you like, but don’t ever let a boy anywhere near you. All they wanna do is fuck, then tell everyone about it. Girls are way more exciting, anyway. I’ve had both… and believe me, there’s no comparison.

Oh, you’re so wet… and you smell incredible! I love the scent of hot young cunt — God, how it turns me on.

Now I wanna do something that will make your Aunty Jane come in her knickers. I’ll kneel between your legs, lean in and kiss your gorgeous, sexy little cunt… but first, I need to move the camcorder to one side so my head doesn’t get in the way of the shot. There, that should do it.

Okay, ready? Just a little lick at first, a sweet tickle to get you started, though you seem to be well on the way already. Reach down and hold my hair to one side so the camera… that’s right. Mmmmmm, oh, you sweet, darling cunt, I love you so much. Mmmmm… oh, you’re trembling! Your face and chest are flushed. No, that’s fine, darling. It only makes you look more beautiful.

Now I want to do something that should have you climbing the walls. I’m gonna put two fingers deep inside you and touch your G spot. Try to relax for me, okay? Easy… easy… there, I think I hit it. Doesn’t that feel amazing?

Again? You love this, don’t you? All right, then.

Yeah, that’s it! Come for me, darling, come for your mum. Oh, look at your face, all twisted up in ecstasy! That’s going to look incredible on the video.

Wow, I sent you over the top and then some, didn’t I? Here, I’ll pull out and let you rest for a bit. Mmmm, now I get to lick my fingers and taste you on them. Delicious!

What’s that? Oh, sweetie. You don’t have to ask permission for that — you can do anything you like to me, anything at all. Go ahead, get down between my legs and lick my pussy. Fuck me with your fingers and tongue.

Goodness — you’re an eager one, aren’t you? I’ve had my pussy licked by lots of women, but I’ve never seen anyone want it as much as you do…

Oh, my darling little girl, that feels exquisite! You’re driving me crazy! Mmm, that’s it, suck on my clit. Oh yes, yes. Suck it in and out of your mouth, really fast!

Wait — don’t make me come just yet. I want you to go into me, sweetheart.

Hold on. Let Mommy catch her breath… okay. First, put your fingers in me — three to start with. Now twist them round, back and forth. Ooooohhh! My God, that feels lovely. All right, now put another finger in, make it four. There’s plenty of room. After all, that’s where you came from when you were a baby.

No, it doesn’t hurt, sweetheart. In fact, You’ve got me so excited that my cunt has totally relaxed and yes, I’m dripping wet. That means I’m ready for more, for you to take me all the way. Okay, now fold your thumb into your palm and push your whole hand into me. Don’t be afraid, I can take it. Push harder! OHHHH! Oh, gracious, it’s gone right inside me. You did a good job, baby girl. A good job.

Make your hand into a fist now, and push it in further, until I tell you to stop. More… a little more, that’s it. Oh, my God. Oh. Look, darling, you’re inside my cunt halfway up your arm! Honestly, it really doesn’t hurt, though that beautiful hand of yours is making me shiver all over. Ohhhhh…

Now fuck me. Pump it in and out. Oh, sweet Jesus, this is indescribable! My own little girl is fucking her mommy’s cunt. Oooh, fuck me, fuck me! None of my other lovers can make me feel like you do!

Oh, yes. Ahhhh! Oh, my darling daughter, you’re making me come! I think — I think I’m g-gonna explode! Aaaagh! OHHHHH!

Stop, sweetie. That’s enough. Whooo! Jesus, that was awesome! I haven’t come like that since… never mind. It’s been a mighty long time, I’ll tell you that. Pull your hand out and see —  slowly, though, Mommy’s tender down there. Look at that, it’s dripping wet. Ha, I just knew you were gonna lick it. Good, huh?

So how was that, Jane? (I’m talking to the camera, sweetie.) Is my daughter sexy or what? You’ve gotta come and visit us and do what you did to me when we were kids… only this time, you’ll do it to my little girl, too. Goodbye, sis, hope you enjoyed the show.

Turn the camera off, sweetheart. Thanks.

You’re right, I can’t send the video to her as an email. Know why? It’s pure kiddie porn. If either your aunt or me got caught with this, they’d lock us under the jail. Instead, I’ll download it onto a thumb drive and put it in the mail, no return address. So if the authorities intercept it, they can’t trace it back to us.

Yes, it was fun, wasn’t it? Know what we should do next? We’ll go downstairs and drink a couple of large glasses of cranberry juice. Why? Because its acid will neutralise the alkalinity of our pee and make it taste better. I wanna drink straight from your cunt, my darling.

You too? But you’ve never drunk pee before! Well, if you feel sure you’re gonna like it, how can I say no?

But first, let’s just lie here in each other’s arms and love each other. I so enjoyed teaching you all those naughty things we just did, but I’m sure you’d have discovered it all for yourself before long. Just imagine, in a few days, your Aunty Jane will be watching us cunt licking and everything, plus she’ll see those sexy pictures I took.

What? Honestly, you hope she shows them to her friends? Oh, you fucking darling little slut!

No, darling, there’s nothing wrong with that. Know why? Because you’re my slut…

The End

 

Sweet Sister, Part One: Exploration

  • Posted on June 26, 2017 at 9:04 am

By Alfie Atkins

{ This story was originally posted at the now-defunct Sisters in Love }

Marisa Bartlett came from a big family. This had its upsides and its downsides, as she had learned over her fifteen years of life so far.

With ten children, herself included, there was more than enough to keep their parents busy. And despite the massive population, their home was always clean and well-kept, their mother attentive and devoted, their father sometimes brusk but always well-meaning, and all of the children got on exceptionally well, especially considering the amount of teenage hormones flying about the house, with the family members in various stages of puberty.

Marisa shared a room with her sisters Ebonie, who was thirteen, and Carlie, who was sixteen. For the most part, this was a comfortable arrangement. Ebonie was a softly-spoken, rather shy girl who very seldom voiced an opinion, leaving Marisa and Carlie pretty much in charge, which was just the way Marisa liked it.

She and Carlie, being so similar in age, shared such similar tastes that sometimes they surprised themselves with how alike they were. They enjoyed the same food, the same television programmes, the same music, they both loved cats, and both hoped to work in the fashion industry when they left home. Marisa and Carlie spent many hours chatting to each other about life in general, sometimes talking long into the night. They were more like very best friends than sisters, although a lot of people had commented on how alike they looked.

Marisa loved all of her family, but she had a special endearment to Carlie. She often felt that it was only she and Carlie in the house, in the room, cuddled up in bed together in flannel nightshirts as they discussed the sexiest boys and the best celebrities in minute detail.

Carlie would often sneak into Marisa’s bed in the dead of the night when Ebonie was asleep, or vice-versa. Sometimes Marisa would lie awake throughout the night, waiting to feel the cover being pulled back, letting in a blast of cold air — then feeling the warm silky flesh of Carlie’s thighs pressed against hers as she snuggled in tightly.

Marisa loved it when Carlie joined her in bed. It brought them somehow closer, to be snuggled together so tightly that you could not slip a piece of paper between them. It was also somewhat more intimate then a chat sat at a table, or on the sofa. This gave them the perfect opportunity to discuss all of the things that would normally be too taboo to discuss under everyday circumstances. Boys, sex, alcohol, drugs even, nothing was forbidden.

As the years passed, the chats had become more focused on sexual content. Marisa had heard in great detail about Carlie’s ‘first time’, and as she lay there, thigh to thigh with her sister, for a fleeting second she had felt a warmth course through her that was frightening in its enormity. It was wrong to feel that way, even for the briefest of instants, so she shoved it to the back of her mind and concentrated firmly on being her sister’s best friend and confidante, without any kind of weird sexual feelings getting in the way.

Ebonie would snore softly, deep in dreamland as the two of them carried out these secret trysts. Marisa found something quite thrilling in sitting up at 2 a.m., when they should have been asleep, talking in ways that should surely be forbidden. It was kind of cool to have this as their own ‘little secret’, and Carlie, sixteen going on thirteen, seemed to agree.

Both seemed to know instinctively that their parents would not be happy about how attached to each other they had become, and would restrain their affection for each other in public. But as soon as they were snuggled up together, Marisa would lay her head on the soft pillows of  Carlie’s breasts, while Carlie would absently massage Marisa’s slender shoulders. They always enjoyed this bonding time.

In the golden sunny days of summer, Marisa would run hand in hand with Carlie through the wide cornfield near their house. Feeling the wind whip her honey-golden hair around her face, Marisa would feel like the heroine in an romantic novel as they rolled and larked about in the soft yellow corn. They made a little den, and would go and sit on the flattened down corn, one using the other’s tummy as a pillow as they basked in the golden glow of the sun.

Marisa often thought that she would never find anyone as like-minded as Carlie to share her life with. Who else would run through cornfields like a little girl, hand in hand with her, or sit in a den and discuss useless nonsense, when she should have been out frolicking with boys or hanging ’round bike sheds smoking with other sixteen-year-old girls?

Marisa suspected that they both knew more than they cared to admit, though. She certainly did. When she had turned fifteen, Marisa had suddenly felt aware of her body and sexuality in a way she never had before. It wasn’t that she had any interest in any of the boys she met. Quite the opposite, in fact — it was more that she felt her feminine nature radiate from her body. She felt womanly. Her breasts were softening and forming nicely, the nipples tight and coral-pink, her hips were smooth, her thighs gently curving, her centre softly furred, the pulse deep within her secret flesh becoming more prominent.

When Marisa looked in the mirror, she saw a young, attractive, desirable woman, not a silly, soppy little girl. Boys had noticed this desirability, and she was taking advantage of it. She loved to lead them on, tease them, allow them little tidbits before denying them the prize they really craved. She suspected that Carlie would probably approve of this.

So far, Marisa had not actually let any boy go the ‘full way’ with her, although there had been much kissing and fooling around. She delighted in telling Carlie what these things felt like, how she enjoyed the teasing feel of boys’ hands riding up her thighs, grabbing with juvenile abandon at her breasts, poking clumsily at her softness. All this added up to considerable delight, though Marisa felt certain that she enjoyed recounting the experiences to Carlie more than the actual experiences themselves. Her big sister would sit and listen open-mouthed, the tip of her juicy pink tongue on show, her rosebud lips pursed in delight or arousal.

It was around this time that the girls’ began to wonder more about each other’s bodies. One night, Carlie suggested that they masturbate in front of each other, to see what turned them both on. Marisa was a little dubious about this, but also wildly excited. In fact, as soon as Carlie had suggested it, Marisa felt her slick pussy lips rubbing together in eager anticipation. Carlie declared that there was only one rule: they had to do it totally naked, so they could both get a good view of everything.

Side-by-side in Carlie’s single bed, lying so close their sides were touching, they began to remove their nighties and knickers. Marisa glanced nervously over to Ebonie — fast asleep, head lolling, mouth wide open, blissfully oblivious.

By the glow of the lamp by Carlie’s bed, they both examined each other’s bodies thoroughly before starting to masturbate. Marisa thought Carlie had a fascinatingly beautiful body. Her breasts were surprisingly full and curvy, the nipples puckering in the cool air. Carlie’s body had a silky shimmery sheen to it that was most inviting. Marisa could smell the older girl’s sweet skin and desire from where she was.

As Carlie opened her thighs slightly, Marisa’s attention zeroed in on the lush pubic thatch in front of her, its whorl of sandy-brown hair, then the pouting lips, the clitoris just peeking from the top. Marisa felt a jolt of lust course through her sex before she even realised it, and this both frightened and excited her in equal measure. Wasn’t it wrong to be excited by the sight of your sister’s vagina? Marisa decided that she didn’t care. Hell, it was normal to be curious, and besides, they weren’t doing anything really wrong, were they? After all, she was curious to see if what she was doing was the proper way to masturbate… and who better to experiment with than her trusted friend, sister and confidante?

Slowly and nervously, but with growing excitement, Marisa opened the slick flesh of her vagina, feeling the moisture already coat her fingers. Her eyes were focused entirely on Carlie’s pussy. Copying her younger sister, Carlie parted the flesh of her sex, giving Marisa a clear view of her girlish secrets.

Marisa could see the slickness, smell the desire of her older sibling. Wild lust coursed through her body in manic jolts as Carlie began to slide a finger up and down the whole length of her slit, trailing her juices up to her hard, prominent little clitoris. Marisa watched in fascination as Carlie ran her finger lightly around the opening, dipping it into her body just slightly before travelling back up to the clit, then running it back down again.

Marisa wondered if this was all Carlie did. If so, how on earth did she ever come? It would take Marisa hours to bring herself off like that. She had begun to masturbate, too — her finger jerked in rapid circular motions over the whole area of her clit, round and round in a dizzying but totally satisfying manner. This was how she always brought herself off; Marisa had explored her own body enough to know exactly what turned her on. Her finger was wet and sliding about, losing traction on her clit. Marisa could hear the sounds of wetness, the little slapping sounds of her rapidly working finger, but she didn’t care. She was awash with desire, and she realised that watching Carlie getting herself off was utterly thrilling.

Carlie began to pick up the pace of her fingering. Slick flesh shining, she slid her long index finger all the way up inside her juicy softness, while her thumb began to jerk spasmodically on her little button.

Marisa thought to herself that she had to try that — it looked absolutely delicious! As Carlie’s finger slid in and out of her pussy, Marisa watched the glistening juices on it, shining in the lamplight, getting wetter with each stroke. She looks so hot, so gorgeous. Marisa felt a flood of desire leak from her pussy, and her own finger slipped down to play with her virginal opening.

Gently prodding, Marisa knew that she was very, very close to coming. Her finger returned to her clit, and she began to rub furiously, fingers sliding all over the wet flesh, clit so hard and engorged that she thought it might burst. Carlie had begun to moan softly, and this spurred Marisa on even more.

Carlie’s legs were jerking spasmodically as she tensed her calf muscles in readiness for the explosion. Her hips jerked up towards her pumping hand — the finger probing her pussy went into overload, thrusting in and out, in and out, forceful and frenzied.

Marisa felt an orgasm approaching; her nipples began to tingle and throb, and her free hand went out to pinch at them absently. Her pussy began to throb dizzily — slowly and rhythmically at first, then faster and faster, until it descended on her — the biggest climax of her life so far.

She looked over at Carlie, who was moaning in the throes of her own delight, and she was both shocked and aroused beyond endurance to see Carlie’s free hand reach out and prod a finger into her bottom hole.

This was too much for Marisa. “Carlie, I’m coming,” she whispered, feeling the pulse beat burst anew upon her, her pussy throbbing violently, her empty opening sucking hungrily at nothing.

Carlie hissed, “Me too!” through gritted teeth, then jerked spasmodically — her whole body twitching, muscles tensing, then she was suddenly still and limp.

Marisa lay still for a long moment, feeling the last throes of her intense orgasm dying away. Her body felt slick with sweat and heated to almost a burning point. She removed her fingers from her pussy and brought them up to her face to smell them, finding she was excited by this action, and hoping that Carlie was watching her.

She was. Carlie had turned her head toward her sister on the pillow and was gazing at Marisa. The seriousness in Carlie’s eyes was shocking to the younger girl. Her slightly plump cheeks were flushed and her blue eyes glistened, and Marisa thought that she had never looked as beautiful as she did at this moment. Her brown hair swirled around her head in silky swathes, and Marisa felt an intensely powerful desire to reach out and brush it away from Carlie’s face.

But Marisa carefully restrained herself, worried that what she felt for her sister was wrong, frightened that this strange desire would only increase as time went by until they both ended up doing something they regretted. Distracted, Marisa absently began to suck her wet fingers.

Then, when Carlie gently removed those fingers from Marisa’s mouth and took her hand, Marisa was shocked, but didn’t want to move. Carlie pulled her sister’s body into her own, and Marisa delighted in the feel of Carlie’s slick and warm flesh against hers, breast to breast, pubes tickling pubes.

And when Carlie pulled Marisa’s face towards hers and kissed her full on the mouth, Marisa wasn’t sure she could make her stop — or if she even wanted her to…

Continue on to Part Two