By Amanda Lynn
With the girls in their room, Stephanie and Neve relaxed in the living room. Neve opened the bottle of wine and poured a glass for each of them. Clinking their glasses together, they sunk back into the sofa before taking a drink.
They sat in silence for a few moments, enjoying the wine and the soft music that played from the stereo. Neve turned and shifted her position to face Stephanie.
“Mom was asking about you,” Neve said, breaking the silence. “You really should go visit them occasionally.”
“I called her on her birthday,” Stephanie replied curtly. She felt her brow furrow as she glared at her sister.
“Yeah. Four months ago!”
Stephanie didn’t respond right away. She took another swallow of wine first, pushing down the irritation that was building inside her. Deep down she did feel bad that she didn’t talk to her mother more often. It wasn’t her mother’s fault that their father was such a bigoted asshole. Still, her mother wouldn’t do anything to refute the crap that he spewed, nor would she stand up for her daughters when they were subjected to one of his tirades.
“Neve, please. I don’t want to rehash this,” Stephanie finally said, feeling the heat in her face rise. “You know how I feel about them. You were there when I came out to them. You heard what he said to me. Mom just stood there and said nothing, just like she always does.”
“That was more than a decade ago, Steph,” Neve said, keeping her voice neutral.
“And he is just as much of a prick now as he was then,” Stephanie said, her voice rising in volume. She felt her stomach churn and wondered if coming to the cottage had been a mistake.
Neve held her hand up in surrender but maintained eye contact with her sister. “Okay, okay. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything.”
Stephanie averted her eyes to the big picture window and looked out onto the lake. The surface of the water was dark and still, reflecting the pale light of the moon. Virgin forest surrounded the lake, with a handful of cottages lining the same piece of shoreline. She loved the view of the lake from this window, always had. Stephanie took a deep breath and slowly released it. Her anger faded.
“I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t have snapped at you like that,” Stephanie said after she calmed herself. They lifted their glasses to one another and took a hearty swig.
“It was quite a shocker though,” Neve started, “when only two months after you came out to us, you announced you were pregnant.”
“I bet it was,” Stephanie snorted as she eyed her sister. Neve was digging again. She couldn’t really blame her though. Stephanie had given her sister hardly any details about Piper’s conception.
“It’s been over ten years now, Steph. Do you think you could open up just a little bit about it?” Neve looked at her pleadingly, squinting through the two fingers she held close together as if trying to pinch something. “Other than the guy’s name being Kevin, and that he didn’t rape you, I know nothing about the circumstances.”
Stephanie reached for the bottle and topped up her glass and then her sister’s. Placing the bottle down, she sat back in her seat and tucked her feet under her. She studied her sister’s face for a few moments and then sighed.
“You really want to know, don’t you?” she asked, then sipped at her wine.
“Yes, I do, Steph. Please.”
“Very well then,” Stephanie sipped again. “Do you remember Cait? The girl I was seeing in college?”
“That hot redhead? How could I forget? I was a little jealous when you introduced her to me,” Neve said, with a chuckle.
“The one and the same,” Stephanie smiled at the memory. “Anyway, what you may not have known is that Cait was bi.”
“Go on,” Neve said adjusting her position to better focus her attention on Stephanie as she told the story.
“Well, one night after we were back from Christmas break, we were lying in bed, and she said that she wanted to have a threesome with a guy. Apparently she had been thinking about it for a while,” Stephanie explained as she stood and headed for the kitchen. “Where are the chips?”
“Cupboard by the microwave. Dip’s in the fridge.”
“Anyway, I thought she meant she wanted to do it with two guys, or with a guy and another girl. But to my surprise, she wanted to do it with me. I mean, she knew I was a lesbian and guys just didn’t do anything for me. Still don’t,” Stephanie continued as she pulled the chips from the cupboard and opened the bag.
“But you agreed?” Neve asked
“Not right away. I told Cait she could do it with another couple and I wouldn’t be jealous, which was a lie, of course. But she didn’t want that. She wanted it with me.” Stephanie came back into the living room, the chips in the same big bowl they had just cleaned, along with the dip on a tray.
“If she had wanted the third to be a girl, would you have?
“Probably,” Stephanie said with a smile. She sat and took a sip of wine. “I said no, but she kept pestering me about it. Then one night, after some very convincing persuasion with her tongue, I agreed, but with some stipulations.”
“Ah! The old coercion by cunnilingus trick,” Neve laughed. “So, what were the stipulations?”
Stephanie smiled and chuckled too. “He couldn’t kiss my mouth, and his cock was to stay away from all of my orifices,” Stephanie pushed a dip-covered chip into her mouth.
Neve laughed. “That was pretty specific. So, what then? He could play with your tits and lick your snatch, finger your ass even?”
“Pretty much, yeah.” Stephanie grabbed more chips. “These damn things are addictive,” she said, waving a chip at Neve.
Neve took a chip, dipped it, and tasted it. “I see what you mean.” She sipped at her wine. “So, you said you told him no dick. You said before, though, that you weren’t raped. All that leaves us with is either Cait grew a penis, or immaculate conception.”
Stephanie laughed loudly. “No. No. Nothing as spectacular as that.” She took another chip and then pushed the bowl toward Neve.
“As you know, the guy’s name was Kevin, a friend of Cait’s. I had met him a couple of times at social events. Nice guy, handsome, you would have liked him,” Stephanie said, winking at Neve. “Anyway, that’s who Cait chose for our third. The night started great. We went for dinner, and then to a club for a while.”
She took another drink, then refilled her glass. “We ended up back at Cait’s apartment, as planned, where Cait and I got into the wine. Then, the pot came out.” She gave Neve a shy smile.
Neve’s eyes went wide with surprise. “Pot! As in marijuana? Really?” she laughed with amazement. “My little sister smoked a joint! Oh, my god!”
“What!” Stephanie tossed a pillow at her, almost knocking the wine from her hand. “I’m not a prude, you know.”
“Okay. Okay. Go on, you pothead,” Neve smiled.
Stephanie stuck out her tongue at her sister. “So, we passed the joint around until it was gone, then headed for the bedroom. At first, Kevin just wanted to watch me and Cait do each other for a while, which we did. Once we had gotten each other off, he joined in. He went down on her and fucked her for a while as I played with myself. He went down on me too and wasn’t that bad, for a guy. Poor Cait didn’t last very long though. With all the booze and pot in her system, she passed out.”
Stephanie paused for another drink. “I wasn’t feeling any pain either, and I was still conscious. I was lying on the bed, still horny as hell, and he was kneeling on the foot of the bed, cock in hand.” Stephanie felt her face warm, not sure if it was the wine or her embarrassment of what she was about to tell. “This is where it gets a bit embarrassing, and stupid, actually,” she said, giving Neve a bashful look.
“Oh? Do tell.” Neve said, a wide grin on her face.
“Now, keep in mind I was under the influence of a mind-altering substance.” Stephanie paused for effect.
“Yeah, okay. Continue,” Neve said, anxiously waiting for the steamy details.
“As I lay there looking at his cock, I had convinced myself that letting him fuck me would be pretty much the same as if Cait was fucking me with her strap-on. I mean technically, according to Merriam-Webster, I was still a virgin. I had never had a real cock in me before that night.”
“You actually thought that?” Neve laughed out loud and slapped her leg.
“Hey! I’m being serious here,” Stephanie said and swatted at her sister, a sheepish grin on her face.
“You’re right. Sorry,” Neve said, placing her hand over her mouth, trying to hide the grin and suppress a laugh. “Go on.”
Stephanie felt her ears burn. “Well, then I handed him a fresh condom from the pack on the nightstand, and got on my hands and knees.”
“So, he fucked you doggy style, and you… what? Pretended he was an ugly, hairy chick with a strap-on?”
“Gross! But, yeah, essentially correct. He was rough, fucked me hard and fast, and didn’t last very long. When he finished he simply pulled out and went to the bathroom. I curled up on the bed, tired, sore, and a bit humiliated. When he came out of the bathroom, he didn’t say a word, didn’t look at me. Just got his clothes and left. I cuddled up next to Cait and went to sleep.”
“I take it the condom broke?” Neve asked in a soft voice.
“Yep,” Stephanie paused to sip her wine. “Cait found about it the next day after talking to Kevin but didn’t bother to tell me. I didn’t find out until weeks later when I told her I was late for my period.”
“And that’s why you broke up with her?”
Stephanie nodded. “And that’s why I didn’t want to talk about it to anyone. Especially Dad. God. He called me a dyke whore just for getting pregnant. Can you imagine if he knew the sordid details of how it happened?” Emotion welled up in her voice.
“Yeah, I can only imagine,” Neve said, sympathy in her voice.
After a long silence, she continued. “Well, even with all their faults, they do love their grandchildren,” Neve offered.
Stephanie grunted. “Yeah. And they like to spoil them too.”
Neve moved next to her sister and took her in her arms. Stephanie melted into her sister’s comforting embrace. It felt good, Neve holding her like this, much better than the usual familial embrace. She sighed, feeling Neve’s warm cheek touch hers.
“I’ve missed you, little sister,” Neve whispered.
Stephanie didn’t move. She felt something stir in her. Her sister’s hushed voice sounded so alluring, so inviting that she dared not look. A hand touched her chin and tilted her face upward. She kept her eyes closed until she felt a soft pair of lips brush hers. When she opened her eyes, she was looking directly into Neve’s smoldering eyes.
Their lips only touched for a fleeting moment, and it felt wonderful. Stephanie remembered their childhood when they would hide away somewhere in the house and kiss and touch and make love. Before she had ended it with Neve. Before she had broken her sister’s heart.
“Neve, I… ” She never got to finish. Neve placed a finger to her lips and shushed her. She took Stephanie’s hand and pulled her to her feet, leading her to the center of the room. She placed a hand on Stephanie’s hip then took a hand in hers.
Neve began to move, leading Stephanie in rhythm to a slow song that was playing on the stereo. Stephanie studied her sister’s face as they glided around the open space. Neve was smiling, never taking her eyes off Stephanie’s.
“What are you doing?”
“It’s called dancing,” Neve said with a grin. “All the kids are doing it.”
“You’re funny,” Stephanie said with a snicker. She felt a little silly but didn’t put up a fuss.
“Do you remember when we use to dance like this, Steph? Mom and Dad would be gone for the day, and we would get out the old records and play them. We would dance around the living room and laugh and carry on.”
Stephanie smiled up at her big sister. Neve was two years older and as many inches taller too. “Yeah, I do. We would dance for a long while then go upstairs and…” she trailed off. Stephanie saw the flirty grin cross her sister’s face, her eyes so inviting.
“If we’re going to slow dance, then I’d rather do it this way,” Stephanie said. Glancing away, she moved her hands and wrapped them around the back of Neve’s neck, letting her forearms rest on Neve’s shoulders.
Neve moved her hands to Stephanie’s waist and pulled her in.
Stephanie felt the heat radiating from her sister. She looked up at Neve and smiled. Their movement slowed, and they stayed in one spot, gently rotating in a clockwise direction. Stephanie looked at her sister’s lips, they were full and glistened in the light. She wanted to kiss them. She rested her face against her sister’s shoulder. Her heart was pounding in her chest. Surely Neve could feel it against her own chest. She loved her sister, but could they rekindle what she had ended so many years ago?
She looked up at Neve again. Neve kissed her. Not a fleeting peck this time, but a real kiss. She held it, her lips moving slightly. Stephanie felt Neve’s embrace tighten around her. She felt the fire inside her belly, the desire building.
The song ended, and so did the kiss. The two sisters looked at each other, neither of them speaking.
A muffled cry from the girls’ room broke the silence. “I’m coming!”
The women looked in the direction of the bedrooms then back to each other. Stephanie watched Neve’s expression change to one of amusement, the corners of her mouth turning upward.
“Well, someone just had an orgasm. I couldn’t tell which one of them it was, though,” Neve chuckled.
“Shouldn’t we do something?” Stephanie said when she realized that Neve wasn’t giving any indication of moving.
“Why?” Neve said, pulling Stephanie in close again. “We were the same age as Brooke and Piper are now when we started having sex together.”
Stephanie wrapped her arms around her sister. She didn’t have a reason. Why would she? She knew the girls were having sex. But Neve didn’t know she knew.
“Does it bother you that Piper is having sex with Brooke and Amber?” Neve asked.
Stephanie just shook her head. “Uh-uh.” She wasn’t sure what to say anyway. It then occurred to her that Neve didn’t seem the least bit surprised that her own daughter was having sex with two other girls in the next room. Stephanie guessed that Neve had heard or maybe even seen Brooke with another girl. Possibly even with Piper, just like she had watched Piper and Amber.
She felt her sex growing moist with the arousing thought and wondered, just for a moment, if Neve may have possibly been with Brooke. She sighed and held her sister a little tighter.
“Steph?”
“Hm?”
“I want to kiss you some more.”
Stephanie felt her heart pounding in her chest again. Butterflies filled her stomach. She wanted to kiss her sister. She wanted to feel the things she had when they were young. She loved her sister. She wanted to make love to her sister again. But what about Piper? What about Brooke? Or Amber? Hell, what would Neve think if she knew about her relationship with the two young girls?
“Neve, what are we doing?” she asked softly.
“Nothing right now. But I would love to be kissing you if you would show me your face.”
“You know what I mean.”
Neve paused, her hands roaming her sister’s back. “It was too late by the time I came to understand why you ended our relationship back then. I regretted that it caused us to fight, to not speak at all for four years.” Neve wiped at the tears on her sister’s face. “One of the happiest days of my life was when we started talking again, when we made up. I had hoped we could go back to the way we were before. But I respected your decision. Still, I have never stopped thinking about us. I have missed us very much, Steph. We may see each other quite regularly now, but I still miss you none the less.”
Tears burned her eyes at her sister’s confession. Stephanie missed that part of their relationship too. She missed the intimate closeness they had shared when they were so young. And now their daughters were sharing that closeness in the other room.
“Neve, I love you so much,” she said drawing her face away from her sister’s chest and looking up at her. The tears rolled down her cheeks.
“I love you too, little sister.” Neve kissed away the tears, then kissed her lips.
Stephanie moaned softly, feeling her sister’s tongue sweep into her mouth. She was on fire, the desire in her begging for attention. She moved her hands from around her sister’s neck to her back. She found the hem of Neve’s tee shirt and pushed her fingers underneath. The warmth of her sister’s skin on hers was soothing.
As their tongues danced, Neve grabbed Stephanie’s ass and pulled her in tight. Stephanie felt her sister’s thigh press against her crotch. Ribbons of pleasure flashed from her core. Her pussy was wet, her arousal dampening her panties.
Stephanie’s hands moved further up her sister’s back. Finding the strap of her bra, she unfastened it. Neve moaned. Their kiss broke, and both women panted. They gazed into each other’s eyes as Stephanie brought her hands around, still under the tee, and slid the bra up and cupped her sister’s breasts.
Neve smiled, her own hands reaching for the button of Stephanie’s jeans. With ease, she popped the button and pulled the zipper down. She pushed her hands down the back of her sister’s pants and cupped the soft cheeks of her ass. Stephanie quivered with equal parts nervousness and excitement. She wanted this, but she was also terrified. Her pussy was dripping, and her stomach churned. She knew she had to act before she lost her nerve.
Stephanie looked up at her sister’s seductive eyes and, for a moment, lost herself in their brilliance. “Neve?” she croaked.
“Uh-huh?”
“Make love to me.”
The corners of Neve’s mouth curled into a sexy, enticing smile. She took her hands from Stephanie’s pants and laced her fingers with Stephanie’s, then led her down the hall, past the quiet of the girls’ room, and into the master bedroom.
With the door closed, Stephanie moved to her sister and eagerly tugged Neve’s shirt over her head and pulled her bra off before she had a chance to change her mind. Neve grabbed her hands, stopping her.
“Steph. Sweetie. Slow down, I’m not going anywhere,” Neve said sweetly, pulling Stephanie in for a kiss.
They kissed hungrily for a moment, then Neve stopped and began to undress her sister. Stephanie stood still and let her pull the garment over her head. She moaned softly when Neve leaned in and kissed her neck and nibbled on her ear. Neve reached around behind Stephanie and unfastened her bra, pulling it free, and letting it fall to the floor.
Grasping her shoulders, Neve guided her backward, never breaking eye contact. Stephanie’s legs bumped against the bed, and without a word, she fell back onto the mattress. Stephanie helped push the snug jeans off her hips as Neve tugged at the cuffs. With a final yank, the jeans slid off and landed on the floor.
Stephanie sat up and finishing pulling off the panties that hung at her knees. She watched her sister wiggle her hips as she pushed her own jeans down those long slender legs, making a show of her impromptu striptease. Stephanie licked her lips when Neve’s sex came into view. Her eyes moved back up to Neve’s then traveled over her sister’s lean, fit, and tanned body. From the hard, dark nipples of her supple breasts to her flat belly, across her trimmed bush down her firm legs. It had been fourteen years since she had seen Neve naked, and she was still just as gorgeous.
She felt her heart pound in her heaving chest, watching with eager anticipation as her sister approached the bed with a playful swagger. Stephanie’s breath caught when Neve dropped to her knees and pushed her legs apart, planting kisses on the soft skin of her thigh, blazing a trail upward.
Trembling, Stephanie moaned and spread herself wider, inviting her sister to do whatever she pleased with her. Neve continued to plant soft little kisses until she reached the juncture of her groin.
“Are you okay?” Neve asked softly. Her warm breath on Stephanie’s labia brought a small shudder from her.
“Yes. Please, don’t stop,” Stephanie pleaded between breaths.
When she felt Neve continue kissing her everywhere but where she wanted, Stephanie pushed her hips up ever so slightly. Her clit was throbbing, begging for attention, and Stephanie reached down to touch herself there. Before she could do anything, Neve brushed the hand away, and her mouth took its place. Stephanie drew a sharp breath at the feeling of Neve’s delightfully talented tongue twisting and swirling over her sensitive bud.
“God, yes,” she murmured.
The flashes of intense pleasure that shot from her center caused her to gasp and moan and twitch so much that Neve had to hold her by the hips to keep her steady as she devoured her. Stephanie’s climax was building quickly, and she knew it would be strong. Sex with Amber and Piper was terrific, but they were young, inexperienced. Neve, on the other hand, knew exactly what she was doing and was proving that right now.
Stephanie’s back arched off the bed for a moment as two fingers pushed deep into her core. More powerful waves raced across her body. She gulped for air as Neve licked and sucked and toyed with her slick and swollen labia and clit. With curved fingers pumping into her sodden pussy, caressing that special spot, Stephanie arched once more, a scream caught in her throat.
A feeling of warmth and euphoria washed over her, overwhelming her senses. For the longest moment, she was blind and deaf to everything except this bliss that Neve was giving her. Stephanie floated there peacefully until her lungs, aching, forced her to breathe. Sucking in a deep breath, Stephanie collapsed back onto the bed, panting.
“Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh my god, Neve, what did you do to me?” she panted.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” Neve giggled, kissing Stephanie’s pussy once more. “You wouldn’t believe how wet you are right now.” She kissed her way along Stephanie’s sweat-coated skin, stopping long enough to kiss each pointed nipple then up to her mouth.
When their mouths met, Stephanie wrapped her arms tightly around her sister. Their mouths moved together as they played. Neve sucked on Stephanie’s tongue then Stephanie sucked on her sister’s lower lip.
Forgotten feelings from long ago welled up inside Stephanie. For a moment she was fourteen again, lying naked with her sister in her bed, playfully kissing after some magical sex while their parents were out. Could she really feel this way again, for more than just tonight? She wanted to. But would Neve want to? It would be so wonderful, Stephanie thought as she squeezed her sister again.
But right now, she had something else to do. Her sister had just given her a wonderfully fantastic orgasm, the first one from her in over fourteen years. She had to reciprocate. Hell, she wanted nothing more at this moment than to please her sister.
With a twist of her hips, she rolled Neve onto her back while she managed to stay wrapped in her arms. Giving her one more kiss on her sweet lips, Stephanie brushed her mouth over Neve’s jawline then sucked her earlobe. She kissed her neck, then throat, and sucked on the salty flesh over her collarbone. Stephanie was enjoying this, touching her sister again in such an intimate way.
Neve was also enjoying herself. She made soft mewing sounds with each of Stephanie’s kisses.
These sounds thrilled Stephanie as she traced her tongue along the collarbone to her sister’s sternum, feeling the excited rise and fall of Neve’s chest.
Kissing along the slope of one magnificent breast, Stephanie soon reached the puffy nipple, its long tip standing hard and erect. Stephanie kissed it gently, eliciting an approving moan from Neve.
“Oh, Steph…” Neve groaned.
Stephanie played the tip of her tongue around the dark pebbled flesh of the areola, coating it with her saliva. Then, with the flat of her tongue, she pressed down on the bud for a moment before sucking as much flesh into her mouth as she could, releasing it immediately with a soft pop.
Giggling as Neve moaned, she sucked it back into her mouth, this time holding it as she pinched the other nipple with her thumb and forefinger. Stephanie felt fingers tangle in her hair, gently pushing at the back of her head. She released her suction on the nipple and flicked it with her tongue, Neve’s hand still driving her into the fleshy globe.
Maintaining contact with her mouth on one nipple and her fingers on the other, Stephanie partially moved her body off Neve so that she lay against her, with one leg over Neve’s. As Stephanie gave her nipple a hard twist, Neve gave a strangled cry. Stephanie moved her hand down to the patch of damp curls above her sister’s cleft.
Stephanie looked up at her sister’s face, not taking her mouth off her nipple. Neve had closed her eyes, her mouth slightly open, and she breathed soft whines and moans. As Stephanie played with the patch of hair on her sister’s mons, she felt the muscles twitch in response to her touch.
“Oh, god, yes,” Neve gasped when Stephanie pushed her hand over her labia. Stephanie’s fingers dipped into the slick, smooth folds and moved through the ample supply of thick arousal.
Neve bucked in response to the new source of stimulation to her already aroused pussy.
Stephanie withdrew her hand long enough to bring her juice-covered finger to her mouth and sample her sister’s honey. She placed her hand back on her sister’s labia and rubbed gently as she slid down her body and left a fiery trail of kisses all the way to her belly.
Resting her head there, Stephanie began to explore her sister’s sex. Using two fingers she caressed the slick folds, gathering up more of the creamy juice then applied it to the engorged clit that stood proud, peeking from under its hood. Neve twitched when Stephanie started rubbing in slow circles with her fingers. Soon, Neve’s hips were pushing upward repeatedly at Stephanie’s touch.
“Steph, please!” Neve pleaded.
“Tell me what you want, Sis,” Stephanie said softly.
“Eat me. Make me come. Please,” she whimpered.
Stephanie was not about to deny Neve’s request. Rolling off her sister, she moved between her already splayed legs and lowered her mouth. The scent of Neve’s arousal filled her nostrils, making her lightheaded with the excitement of going down on her sister again after all this time. Taking a calming breath, Stephanie brought her sister into her mouth and pushed her tongue into the wet heat of her folds.
Neve jerked, and once again putting her hand on the back of Stephanie’s head, tangling her fingers in her hair.
It was almost painful, but Stephanie didn’t protest. Instead, she focused her attention on pleasuring her sister. Stephanie swirled her tongue around until she was circling her entrance, teasing it for several moments.
Neve rocked her hips, smearing her juices all over Stephanie’s mouth and chin and cheeks.
Grabbing hold of Neve’s hips, Stephanie pushed her tongue into her core, slowly fucking her. Neve groaned and twitched and squirmed while Stephanie’s tongue explored the smooth walls of her vagina.
Taking a hand from Neve’s hip, Stephanie coated a finger with the juices that were dripping down the crack of Neve’s ass and then toyed with her sister’s anus. Neve gave a grunt as Stephanie’s finger pushed past the tight ring of muscle and sunk into her rectum. Letting the finger rest there for a moment, Stephanie pushed her tongue up through her folds and swirled around the nerve bundle that stood at the top of her slit.
“Fuck, Steph. Right there. Yes!” Neve had to force the words out as she gasped for air.
Sucking the engorged clit into her mouth, Stephanie scraped her teeth across the sensitive flesh, then flicked it repeatedly with her tongue. Stephanie felt Neve’s hands holding her head as she tried to push herself harder against Stephanie’s mouth. She increased her efforts on Neve’s clit and waggled the finger that was deep in her ass.
It only took a few more moments before Neve’s orgasm consumed her. Neve stiffened and shook as she gave a strangled cry. Stephanie slowly removed her finger from her sister’s ass and crawled back up to lay beside her. She watched Neve breathe, slowly tracing a meandering finger over her belly as she recovered from her climax.
“Hey there,” Stephanie said with a smile when Neve’s eyes fluttered open.
“Hey yourself,” Neve replied dreamily. “That was so intense.”
Stephanie pulled her sister into a warm embrace and kissed her deeply, still euphoric from the sex and the renewal of the forbidden feelings she had once had for her sister. Resting her head back on the pillow, Stephanie brushed the hair from Neve’s smiling face. She sighed contently, happy that they had reconnected at this level. But she couldn’t help but think about their daughters. What would they think of their mothers fucking? With Piper and Brooke having sex with each other, would that make them more receptive to the idea?
Pulled from her thoughts when a hand fondly caressed her shoulder, Stephanie looked at Neve and smiled, sighing once again.
“Penny for your thoughts?” Neve said.
“I was just thinking,” Stephanie said.
“Yes, I know. Hence the offer,” Neve chuckled.
“Are we going to do this again?”
Neve gave Stephanie a bright smile. “If you want. Except I need a few minutes to recover first.”
Stephanie giggled, “So do I. But I meant in the future.” She saw Neve’s smile falter.
“I really hope so,” Neve said, before meekly adding, “but if you don’t want to…”
Stephanie’s stomach lurched at the hint of sadness in her sister’s voice. Wanting to quickly remove any doubts that she might be having, she brought her lips to Neve’s and kissed her softly.
“Neve, I do. I really do. Please believe me,” she said stroking her sister’s cheek with her thumb until Neve’s smile returned. Stephanie kissed her once more. “I was just concerned about the girls. Do we tell them? I mean, how long will we be able to hide this from them?”
Neve sighed, taking Stephanie’s hand, and kissing her palm. “You’re right. Perhaps we should just tell them. We can sit them down, together, and give them the whole story.” Holding Stephanie’s hand to her chest, Neve rolled onto her back.
“I think they’d probably be understanding. With them being lovers and all,” Neve said, turning her head to look at her sister.
A shiver of excitement ran through Stephanie at the sound of Neve’s words. “You think they’ve had sex together before tonight?” she asked.
Neve nodded. “They have a couple of times that I know about, during sleepovers. They’re not always as quiet as maybe they should be.” Grinning, Neve added, “You didn’t know?”
Stephanie wasn’t sure how much she should reveal. She really wanted to tell her sister everything that had happened between her and Piper and Amber. But she wasn’t sure how Neve would react to such a revelation, so she decided to keep that quiet for now.
“Well, not actual sex sex.”
“Huh?” Neve said raising an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”
“They’ve been masturbating together online. I found the videos on Piper’s PC,” Stephanie said, watching Neve’s reaction.
Much to Stephanie’s relief, Neve laughed. “Wow. Really?” After a short pause, she continued. “I shouldn’t be surprised, though. Brooke loves to masturbate. I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve walked in on her, or heard her coming in her room.”
Stephanie smiled at the thought. “It doesn’t bother you?”
Snorting, Neve gave her a grin. “Her masturbating? Or the online stuff?” She didn’t wait for a reply. “I’m perfectly fine with her masturbating. I’m happy she does and that she can make herself come so easily. As for the online stuff, well, if it’s only with Piper, I’m fine. I wouldn’t be if she were doing it with strangers though.”
“I know Piper isn’t. I checked her chat logs, and they were just with Brooke,” Stephanie paused, then said, “I walked in on Piper masturbating the other day.”
“Bet that embarrassed the hell out of her,” Neve chuckled.
“She didn’t hear me walk in. She was masturbating to a video of… ” Stephanie hesitated.
“Porn?”
Stephanie giggled. “No. It was a video of Amber.”
“Okay. And?” Neve asked, trying to draw more information out of Stephanie.
“She was… ” Stephanie swallowed. “Masturbating on my sofa. Amber, that is.” Again, she watched for Neve’s reaction.
“She let Piper record her masturbating?” There was surprise in Neve’s voice but Stephanie also thought she detected excitement there.
“No. Piper had snuck into the living room and recorded it without her knowledge.”
“Wow. Was it hot?” Neve asked, eyes wide. The excitement Stephanie thought she had detected was clear now.
Still, the question surprised Stephanie. She couldn’t mean the video, could she? What else could she mean? It was indeed a hot video, but the fact that her sister was asking this seemed almost too good to be true. Could a video of a fourteen-year-old girl masturbating turn her on? If so, what other sexy things might she be open to? She could feel herself become wet at the idea of Neve being interested in young girls just like she was.
She raised an eyebrow as she studied her sister. “If I said yes, would you think I’m a pervert?”
Neve shook her head. “No,” she answered quickly. “Have you looked at Amber? Don’t you think she’s sexy?
Holy fuck! She can’t be serious, Stephanie thought. Neve has the hots for Amber. Not that she could blame her. Amber is a sexy girl.
Stephanie smiled shyly. “Yes, she’s very sexy, and yes, it was a hot video.”
“Damn,” Neve muttered. “Did she come? In the video?”
“Yes.”
“Did you?”
Stephanie felt the heat rise in her face. “I… um…” she stammered.
“You did!” Neve laughed. “You naughty, naughty girl.”
Stephanie groaned and buried her face in the pillow. She felt like she was going to die from embarrassment. Neve rolled onto her side again and rubbed Stephanie’s back as she kissed her on the shoulder.
“I’m sorry, Steph. I didn’t mean to embarrass you,” she paused. “Do you still have the video?”
Stephanie pulled her face from the pillow and looked at her sister, shocked once again by one of her questions. She nodded, “At home. On my laptop.”
“Too bad,” Neve said, frowning slightly as she caressed Stephanie’s hip. “We could have got off to it together.” There was a mischievous smirk on her face.
This was too much. Her sister apparently felt an attraction to young girls, just as Stephanie did. She was very horny right now and reached a hand for Neve and caressed her arm.
“Can I ask you a question?” Stephanie asked.
“Sure.”
“You don’t have to answer, and please don’t get upset by it.”
“Okay,” Neve agreed, looking quizzically at her sister.
Stephanie paused and took a deep breath. She wanted to come right out and ask her if she was fucking Brooke, but knew that wouldn’t be the right approach. Was there a right approach?
“Umm, when you walked in on Brooke, you know, masturbating. Did it…”
“Did it what, Steph?” Neve said calmly.
“Did it… excite you?” Stephanie chewed at her bottom lip, and searched her sister’s face. There was no hint of anger or disapproval. Not yet.
After what felt like an eternity, Neve quietly said, “Did it excite you?” The corner of her mouth crept up into a smile.
Stephanie frowned. “I asked you first.”
“I don’t know. If I said, ‘Yes,’ would you think me a pervert?” Neve winked at Stephanie, using the question Stephanie had asked her earlier.
Stephanie’s smile returned. “No, I guess not.”
“Then, yeah. It did,” Neve grinned and put her lips next to Stephanie’s ear. “It made me wet,” she said in a husky voice.
Stephanie moaned, and once again, felt her ears burn at her automatic response to Neve’s confession. Turning her head, she kissed her sister’s mouth and brushed her knuckles across her cheek. The heat between her legs was growing. She wasn’t sure, but Neve seemed to sense it and placed her hand on Stephanie’s belly, teasing her way lower.
“Really?” Stephanie gasped the question.
“Uh-huh,” Neve’s hand moved into Stephanie’s damp curls, playing there for a moment. She pushed a finger into her sister’s slick folds, finding an abundance of new arousal. Neve purred, “And it seems the thought is turning you on.”
Stephanie groaned and pushed her pelvis up, inviting Neve to touch further. She was panting and felt the familiar pressure building again. She reached for Neve and pulled her in for another long, wet kiss.
“What about you?” Neve asked as her finger found Stephanie’s engorged clit. “Did seeing little Piper touch herself get you excited?”
“Yes,” Stephanie moaned softly. She twitched as the pleasure rippled through her body. The thought of Neve getting wet while watching Brooke, and maybe even masturbating to that image, pushed Stephanie closer to the edge.
“Oh, Neve,” she whimpered.
“Did it turn you on watching Amber come on your sofa, knowing Piper played with her own pussy watching Amber come?” Neve whispered into her ear in a low sultry voice as she rubbed Stephanie’s clit vigorously.
“Yes. Fuck, yes!” Stephanie cried out.
She couldn’t take anymore. The questions brought back all the memories of that night and the following day, images of Piper masturbating to the video of Amber. Stephanie felt the orgasm take her and time seemed to slow as she fell into the abyss. Ecstasy wrapped around her like a blanket and lay her back on the mattress before slowing fading away.
The sensations of the real world touched her skin and Stephanie opened her eyes. Still panting, she looked bleary-eyed at Neve, who smiled back and kissed her softly.
“Oh, wow, Neve. That was…”
Neve giggled, “I’m sure it was.”
Stephanie pulled her sister into an embrace, kissing and nipping at her neck. She pushed her leg between Neve’s, resting her thigh against her pussy. Reaching down, she cupped the fleshy globe of her ass and squeezed.
Neve moaned softly, and Stephanie felt her sister’s hip rock, pushing her sodden pussy against her thigh.
“That’s it, Neve,” she whispered huskily. “Hump my leg. Think of sexy Amber fingering her pussy on my sofa.”
Neve groaned. “Damn, Steph. You’re such a tease.”
Stephanie giggled and sucked on her earlobe. She moved her thigh in rhythm with the roll of Neve’s pelvis.
Neve’s thick, creamy juices coated Stephanie’s thigh, allowing her sister to move smoothly against her. Neve moaned, and Stephanie felt her blunt nails drag along her back.
“Amber is getting close now, Neve. She’s calling your name.”
Neve’s response was immediate. The urgency of her thrusts increased, and she groaned loudly. Neve was breathing rapidly, her body soaked in sweat. The smell of their arousal filled the air.
“Fuck, Steph,” Neve called out as her body stiffened and her sex pressed harder against Stephanie’s thigh.
Stephanie could feel the flood of her sister’s arousal flow across her skin and her nails dig into her shoulders as Neve gripped her tightly.
Finally, Neve gasped and relaxed against Stephanie, easing her grip.
They held each other in silence for the longest while. Stephanie sighed. This felt so wonderful, holding her sister, her lover. She was in a good place right now, and she hoped it would last forever. Feeling soft kisses on her neck, she purred.
“Steph, that was so hot. Thank you,” Neve said dreamily.
Stephanie chuckled. “You’re welcome, but really, you did all the work. I just gave you some narrative.”
“And what a wonderful narrative it was.” She kissed her sister’s neck again. “Let’s get under the covers.”
Nodding, but not wanting to move from the embrace, Stephanie reluctantly untangled herself from her sister. She stood, only long enough to pull back the covers. They quickly got in, pulled the covers back up, and resumed their embrace.
As they lay there in each other’s arms, kissing tenderly, Stephanie wondered about the dirty talk that had just transpired. Neve had gotten off to the verbal imagery of Amber masturbating that Stephanie had provided. She couldn’t help but wonder then if Neve could or would be willing to take the next step and make the fantasy a reality. Of course, Amber would have to be a willing participant. Maybe after she and Neve talked to their daughters about their renewed romance, they could approach Amber with that idea.
“Neve?”
“Yeah,” she said sleepily.
“If you could, without the worry of any negative ramifications, would you have sex with Amber?”
Silence. All Stephanie could hear, for what felt like forever, was Neve’s breathing. Stephanie felt uneasy. Maybe she shouldn’t have said anything. Perhaps Neve was fine with fantasy taboo sex scenarios, but not so in the real world. Was Neve upset that she could even think of such a thing? Stephanie opened her mouth to say something, but Neve spoke first.
“Yes,” Neve said quietly, not moving. “Providing that is what she wanted.”
Stephanie smiled, happy to know now that the idea of having sex with young girls for real didn’t repulse Neve. Fantasizing about it and really doing it were two distinct things, as Stephanie knew all too well. Still, the positive response didn’t answer the question that plagued her. How would Neve respond to the fact that she was having sex with underage girls, her own daughter being one of them?
“Does that bother you?” Neve said in response to Stephanie’s prolonged silence.
Stephanie smiled “Hell, no!” She kissed Neve hotly. Breaking the kiss all too soon for Neve’s liking, Stephanie continued. “I’m in full agreement with you.”
That statement triggered some sort of primal response from within Neve, and she attacked her sister. They kissed and groped and moved their bodies together like a couple of horny teenagers in the back of their daddy’s Buick.
The sisters made hot, passionate love well into the night, each climaxing multiple times before finally succumbing to exhaustion. They lay tangled together in the bed sheets, a jumble of sweaty, sticky limbs, and drifted off into a blissful sleep.
Continue on to Chapter 12