by Cartman94
{ This story was originally posted at Literotica in August 2013 }
Hi, my name is Lana and I’m here to tell you a story. A story about how one second can change your life. This is the story of how my sister and I fell in love.
It was a hot day. A really hot day. Sun shining, beautiful weather, but being the silent, indoors girl I am, I stayed inside. I was 18 years old and had just finished high school. Window open, sitting on the bed, controller in my hand, Xbox 360 on, playing a first person shooter. That’s what I liked to do.
You probably wouldn’t tell by my looks, but inside I’m a bit of a geek. Games, books, movies, computers, comic books, you name it. The closet against the farthest wall in my room was half filled with comic books and half filled with normal books, mostly sci-fi and fantasy and I had another small cabinet filled with games. This got me the attention of 90% of the boys in class. I could understand why. Either most girls didn’t play video games, or they just didn’t talk about it.
But even with all the attention, I never dated a guy. I guess I just wasn’t interested in them. Because of that I began to think that I may have been a lesbian, but it was the same with the girls. No one seemed interesting. I came to the conclusion that I just hadn’t found anyone fun yet.
“Still loving those video games, huh?”
I jumped at the sudden noise. I looked over my shoulder. “Brianna!” I jumped off the bed and hugged my sister. “It’s been way too long.”
Brianna was three years older than me. She just finished college without any problems, and now was back home looking for a job. Her college was far away from home, so she stayed there. I would only see her on school breaks, or special occasions like Christmas or New Year’s. Last time I saw her was in April for my birthday. She came all that way to surprise me.
My loud reaction may not suggest that I’m a quiet person, but that’s because it was my sister. We were always close. I mean, we did have some fights like normal siblings, but those things were quickly forgotten. If I ever had any problems in school or whatever, she was the person to go to. When we were little, we were inseparable.
“Congratulations on passing your finals, sis,” I said.
She hugged me back. “Thanks, Lana. You too.”
I let her go. “So, tell me about your last months in college.”
She chuckled. “Tonight, Lana. Mom and Dad will be gone, I’ll make your favorite spaghetti, and then we’ll talk.”
I grinned. “Thanks.” I made a motion towards the TV. “You wanna play something?”
She walked over to my Xbox, took the second controller and let herself fall on the bed. “Sure you can handle the disappointment?” she joked. I threw my pillow at her, and we both laughed.
*****
Six o’clock downstairs in the living room. Our parents were packed and ready to leave. They were going on a trip through parts of Europe, and would be gone for a month. They had a flight around 9 o’clock and it was a long drive to the airport. They hugged us both.
“Okay, there’s food in the fridge, if you need something, just…”
“Mom, Mom,” my sister cut her off and smiled, “we’re adults, we can take care of ourselves. There’s no need to worry.”
She nodded. “Yes, I know, I’m sorry. I’m just going to miss you.”
“We’re going to miss you too, Mom,” I said.
She hugged us again and they took off. “Bye.”
“Bye.”
They loaded their stuff in our dad’s car and left Mom’s car behind so we… well, so Brianna could drive if one of us needed to be somewhere. We waved again and they were gone.
I wasn’t as close with my parents as I was with my sister. Don’t get me wrong, I loved them, I couldn’t have wished for better parents, and I had some serious talks with my mom from time to time, but it wasn’t the same like with Brianna. She always seemed to understand me more. Maybe because she was younger.
“Well then,” my sister said as they faded out of view, “I guess I’ll start on that spaghetti.”
I laid the table and after about forty minutes, dinner was served. My mouth watered at the aroma of spaghetti Bolognese. I rolled a bunch of spaghetti onto my fork and put it in my mouth. Delicious.
“So Brianna, tell me about your last months in college.” I mumbled with a mouth full of food.
She giggled. “What?”
Oh. I bit on the spaghetti and swallowed it. “Sorry,” I grinned, “tell me about college.”
“Well, not much to tell since the last time I saw you, really. Just that I passed my finals. The last few weeks were a lot of studying, so there wasn’t much room for other activities.” I nodded. “But what about you? You finished high school. How did it go?”
“It was pretty easy for the most part. I had a little trouble with math, but nothing serious.”
“And now what? Are you gonna go to college?”
“I don’t know, it seems like fun and it’s probably the smart thing to do, but I’m not sure yet.” I really didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life.
She took my hand and squeezed it. “Well, whatever you do, I’m here for you.”
I smiled. “Thanks, sis.”
She grinned. “And how are things in the love department? Any romances?”
I shrugged. “Same old same old, still single.”
“How is that possible? You’re a beautiful girl and you’re a geek. Any boy would kill to be with you.”
I shrugged again. “I don’t know, I just don’t go out much, and the boys in my class just didn’t seem interesting to me.”
“Well don’t worry, you’ll find someone,” Brianna said, smiling.
I chuckled. “I’m not worrying, sis, I’m happy with what I have now. And what about you? Didn’t you have a boyfriend?”
“No, that’s over.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. What happened?”
“I found out he was cheating on me, so I broke up with him.”
“What a jerk.” She nodded in agreement. “I hope you find someone better, sis — you deserve a lot more.”
She leaned over and kissed my forehead. “Thanks, Lana, that means a lot to me.”
The discussion about our love interests ended and took other turns. We talked about our parents. Just like with me, she hadn’t seen them in a long time. Then we talked about whatever we could come up with. Well, Brianna did most of the talking. She’s not as quiet and shy as I am — in fact, she’s way more open and outgoing. She’s always so sweet and playful, but when it’s necessary, she can be very serious.
When dinner was finished, we did the dishes, watched a movie and went to bed.
*****
I woke up the next morning, took some clothes out of my closet and made my way to the bathroom. I put my hand on the doorknob, twisted it and when I pushed the door open I had to close my eyes to let out a big yawn.
“Um, good morning.”
My eyes shot open immediately. My sister was sitting on a chair, naked, one leg on the side of the bathtub and a razor in one of her hands.
I was startled and couldn’t move. My eyes flashed over her body. She had what looked like from here about B-sized breasts, a flat tummy and a trimmed patch of pubic hair. Her vagina was covered by her other leg. My eyes were glued to her body and then realizing I had been staring too long, I covered my eyes. My face had never been so red before and I became very nervous.
“Oh… sorry sis. I… I…” and practically ran out of the bathroom.
Shit. I had forgotten she was here. Her body flashed before my eyes. Wow, I thought to myself, she has a stunning body. I hit myself on the head. NO, don’t think that, she’s your sister, stop.
How long did I stare at her? It couldn’t have been longer than a second, could it? No, no maybe she didn’t even notice me staring. No she didn’t, I’m sure of it.
Suddenly, she came out of the bathroom. How long had I been standing here?
“Like what you saw?” she grinned.
I let out a nervous chuckle. “I… erm… I forgot you had to use the bathroom too. Sorry.”
She laughed and waved my apology away. “Don’t sweat it.” Then she came closer to me and pinched my butt. “I’ll see you naked one day too, and then we’ll be even.” She smiled and walked away.
Brianna was playing with me, I knew it. As we were growing up and hit puberty, she began making sexual jokes from time to time. She would joke around like that sometimes. It didn’t mean anything… did it? Did she notice me staring?
I tried to shake it off and entered the bathroom. Moments later, I was in the shower and washing myself, when her naked body flashed before me again, but now I felt this tingling in my stomach and my vagina tingled. What was going on?
Then when I was out of the shower and toweling off, I saw them. The pink panties she wore yesterday. They were lying there, on top of the dirty laundry.
My body moved on its own. What was going on? I grabbed her panties. The silk fabric felt so soft in my hands. I had the same panties but in a different color, why did hers feel so good?
The next thing I knew, I was sniffing them. The aroma was amazing. I couldn’t even begin to describe what it smelled like. I rubbed it against my cheek.
What was I doing? I threw them back on the laundry. Why was I doing this? Why did I have this feeling in my stomach, why did my pussy throb? Was it because I saw Brianna naked? That’s not possible, and besides, she’s my sister, it’s wrong. There’s rules, there’s… My hand was already reaching for her panties again. No! I filled the sink with ice cold water and splashed it on my face.
After I got myself together and put on my clothes I made my way down, a bit reluctantly. Brianna was sitting on the couch, and when I entered she smiled at me like nothing happened. My eyes scanned her body again and automatically, my mind was stripping her naked. A pretty face, breasts, a flat tummy, slender legs, but her vagina was covered by her leg again.
My stomach felt tingly again and I felt myself getting a little wet. I couldn’t react so I quickly made my way to the kitchen to eat my breakfast. Wow, I thought to myself, this is gonna be one hell of a month.
The rest of the day — and the rest of the week, for that matter — was kind of a blur. I spent most of the week in my room. That’s what I usually did when I she wasn’t home, but when she was home, normally I’d be downstairs hanging out with her. But I couldn’t. Every time I saw her I felt the same tingle in my stomach. Whenever we’d go out shopping or something like that, I would get nervous for some reason and wouldn’t talk that much. It wasn’t my typical behavior around her, and I’m sure she must have noticed something was wrong, but even if she did, she didn’t say anything.
*****
“Do you have any plans for today?” Brianna asked as we ate breakfast the next week.
“No, why?”
“Well, since it’s beautiful weather, how about we go to the beach? We could lay back and relax in the sun a bit. And the water will feel good.”
“I don’t know, sis, you know I’m not a fan of crowded places.”
She took my hand. “Please,” she widened her brown eyes to form these puppy eyes I could never resist. “as a favor to me. We’ll go lay somewhere a bit quiet and if you want, you can bring a book.”
“Fine.” She seemed happy with my answer. “but only because you asked me to.”
It wasn’t because the beach would be crowded that I didn’t want to go. I always liked the beach when I was younger, and if that meant more people around me than I was comfortable with, I didn’t mind. I didn’t want to go because I would see my sister in her bathing suit. Her naked body kept flashing before my eyes, and even though she would be wearing her bathing suit, it would be enough for me to stare at her again. To feel a bit uncomfortable and to feel guilty for looking at my sister, my own flesh and blood.
“Thanks, sis,” she said and stood up, “I guess we’ll better go put our bathing suits on.”
“We’re leaving the house in our bathing suits?”
She laughed. “No, silly, put your clothes on top of them. That way we won’t have to get changed on the beach, and there won’t be any creeps staring at us.”
I chuckled. “Okay, now I understand.” She smiled and ran upstairs. But there will be one creep staring at you, sis, I thought, and that’s me.
I ate the rest of my breakfast, put on my blue two-piece bikini in my room, covered it with my regular clothes, packed whatever I needed and went back downstairs. Brianna was practically jumping up and down, very excited. We put our stuff in the trunk of the car and drove off.
The beach wasn’t crowded like I thought it would be, and that made me happier, but it still took us a while before we found a place that was relatively quiet. Sweat was already pouring down our skin when we set foot on the sand. Brianna laid out her towel on the sand, while I folded out my beach chair. I had a towel myself, but I brought a book and it was easier for me to read in the chair.
I was busy setting up the beach umbrella when my attention was drawn to Brianna. She was taking off her clothes. She pulled up her tank top to reveal her flat tummy. It looked so smooth. Then, a pink bikini top came into view. It matched perfectly with her brown eyes and bright blonde hair. And as if she was teasing me… no, more like torturing me, she turned a bit, her back towards me and started pulling off her short skirt, bending forward as she does it. She slowly revealed her pink bikini panties. It didn’t cover her whole butt, most of her cheeks were completely exposed.
I practically came right there and then. When she turned around to get some sun block, I quickly turned to the umbrella, pretending I was busy… hoping she didn’t see me stare.
God damn it, Lana, I thought to myself as Brianna put on sun block. Stop staring! She’s your sister, for crying out loud.
I put on sun block myself and sat down in the chair. By now my sister was lying back, relaxing in the sun. She had her dark sunglasses on, and her eyes were impossible to see. I was already staring over her body, I couldn’t stop myself. Long, slender legs, perfect hips, a smooth tummy, hills on her chest that formed her breasts and a perfect face. Another tingling in my tummy and vagina.
People said we looked somewhat alike, but I disagreed. While she had bright blonde hair, mine was a bit darker. That was the only thing I found to be somewhat similar. Where she had brown eyes, I had bright blue. I had a bit of a small nose which I didn’t really like, but most people thought it was cute. I also had thinner lips than my sister. And where she had a natural athletic body, I didn’t. Don’t get me wrong, most people said I had a stunning figure and some of the girls in class were jealous, but I always thought that Brianna had a better body. And she had around what looked like B-sized breasts perhaps even C and I had A-sized ones. Overall, I couldn’t really complain about myself.
I lay down in the chair and took out my book, a fantasy novel about dragons and stuff. I didn’t put on my sunglasses, because then it would be almost impossible to read. I constrained myself from looking at Brianna. I kept thinking that she was my sister, and I wasn’t allowed to think that way about her. It was really hard, but I managed for the most part… at least until she spoke up.
“Hey sis,” she began as she turned around on her front, her breasts swinging sideways, “do you mind putting some sun block on my back?”
No, no, no. Don’t ask me that, Brianna. I managed to smile. “Sure, sis,” I said with a quiver in my voice.
I got up, straddled her legs and squirted some sun block on my hands. My arms moved towards her lower back. Her skin felt so soft and so delicate under my fingers. Again, the tingling in my belly. Her body was hot from the sun and my fingers just melted into her skin. I rubbed her lower back for way too long before moving on to her upper back. Even her shoulders felt both fragile and strong. So soft, so smooth. My hands were glued to her body.
“Sis?” she suddenly said.
“Yeah?”
“Would you mind putting some on my legs and butt?”
I froze. Come on, say something. “Um…”
“You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”
But that was the problem. I wanted to do it, but for the wrong reasons. I tried to speak but my throat was blocked. I swallowed and tried to hide my nervousness. “Sure, no problem… I mean, what are sisters for, right?”
She smiled. “Thanks, Lana.”
Shaking inside, I spread Lana’s legs and got on my knees between them. With nervous hands I squeezed some sun block into my palms and moved towards one of her calves. So far so good, I said to myself, these are just your sister’s legs, there’s nothing erotic about that.
Done with both her calves, I moved upwards towards her thighs. This was getting harder. So soft and smooth, just like the rest of her body. Then came both the best and worst part. Her butt.
I squeezed some more sun block into my trembling hands and moved them towards her tush. My heart was pounding and sweat was dripping down my forehead. I almost gasped at the softness of her cheeks. My sister definitely didn’t have a big butt, in fact it looked firm, but I had never been so wrong before. They were like jelly, my fingers sank down into her flesh.
I caught myself just holding her butt in my hands, not moving them and spreading the sun block. I took a deep breath and moved. My fingers dug even deeper. I had to keep myself from pinching it. One of my fingers accidentally slipped under the fabric and brushed her hole. I swear I heard a small moan.
I literally got lost in her tush. My hands kept moving on their own, not wanting to stop, not wanting to let go. She felt so perfect.
“Okay, sis,” she smiled and pulled me out of my trance I’d fallen into while touching her behind, “I think I have enough sun block there now.”
I blushed again, harder than ever before. “Oh yeah,” I said, quickly taking my hands off her butt and making my way back to my chair while trying to talk to her, falling over my words. “Sorry.”
She didn’t say anything and just grinned before putting her head back down, facing me, and relaxing again. I took my book, but I had trouble reading. I constantly lost attention and kept glancing at Brianna, especially her butt. I knew I sat there a long time, but I hadn’t even read a single page yet before she said something. I heard a distant voice, but my mind and gaze were fixed on her body.
“Sis.” she said with a louder voice.
I almost jumped out of my chair. Oh God, I was staring again, wasn’t I? She saw me, she definitely saw me. Oh God, I’m screwed. No, no she probably didn’t see me. “Yeah?” I said, dreading her answer.
“I asked if you wanted to go swimming.”
“Oh, sorry, I was… I was a bit focused on my book,” I lied, “but sure, sounds like fun.” And maybe it would get her out of my head.
“Great,” she said and jumped up. Her breasts bounced up and down and swung sideways. “Race ya there.” She took off in a run. The flesh of her butt bouncing up and down as she ran. I followed it until she was in the water. I closed my eyes and rubbed the side of my head. God, Lana, I said to myself, stop thinking about her.
I stood up and made my way to the sea. I was positive that being in the water would help me. And I was correct. It felt good in the warm summer sun and it helped me get my mind off Brianna a bit.
That was until we got out of the water. It was as if she was a goddess rising from beneath the sea. A queen I read about in one of my books. The sunlight shone on the water gliding down her body and made her skin sparkle. She was already drying herself off before I got out of the water.
“Wanna go home?” she asked when I arrived.
Thank God, I thought to myself, if we stay longer I will go crazy. “Okay.”
Once home, watching TV after we both took a shower, I just had to ask her. I had to know what this feeling meant.
“Brianna, you’ve had a few boyfriends, right?”
She looked away from the TV. “What are you implying by that?”
“Oh no, no, I didn’t mean… I wasn’t trying to…”
She laughed. “I’m just kidding, Lana. What do you want to know?”
I tried to smile back, but I couldn’t. “How do you know when you like someone?”
The corners of her mouth rose and formed a smile. “Anyone caught your interest?”
“No, no, no,” I quickly answered before I slipped something out, “I mean, maybe someone did and I just didn’t know or something.”
She stared at me for a few seconds and then shook her head. “No, if you really like someone, you’d know. If you like someone, you’ll feel something inside you, you know like when they say you get butterflies in your stomach, you’ll get tingly and warm. And when you look at that person, you’ll automatically smile and feel happy. And if you really like someone, you wouldn’t be able to keep your eyes off of that person. Wherever you are, everything around you will lose meaning and all your attention will be focused on that one human being.”
I knew that, but I was too afraid to admit it. I just nodded.
My reaction must have looked sad because she took my hand in hers. “Look, sis, you’ll find someone like that. And when the time comes, whoever it may be, that person will not be able to resist you.”
Yeah, I thought to myself, I think she will.
*****
The days crawled by. By the end of the week I had come to terms with the fact that I was falling in love with my sister. Now I was not only angry and disgusted with myself for doing so, but I was also sad. Sad because I could never be with her. You can’t date family. Siblings aren’t supposed to be together, to sleep together. But I kept torturing myself… I kept hoping.
*****
A new day. I found myself in the bathroom and was staring at my sister’s panties in the laundry again. There were new panties every day, and every day I took them in my hands. Soft black silk, my sister’s scent. Time and time again I took in the aroma. The scent found its way deep into my nose… delicious.
I started to put them back, but something deep inside made me hesitate. Instead, I put them on. The fabric felt incredible as it slid against my thighs. I was going too far and I knew it. Wearing my sister’s panties was too much, but it was the only way to feel her against me the way I wanted.
Even though my bra didn’t match her panties at all, I put on the rest of my clothes and went downstairs. There was a note on the table.
Out for groceries. Home around 11.
I sighed and had to smile. “Well, that means a little less staring today,” I said to myself. But I was wrong.
Brianna arrived a bit later than 11 o’clock. “Sorry,” she said while carrying some bags, “I went shopping, too.”
“What did you buy?” I asked, looking up from my book.
“I’ll show you this afternoon,” she said while putting the bags down and getting the food from the car, “but I got us pizza. You want some?”
“Sure, sounds great.”
It was somewhere in the afternoon before my sister showed off what she’d bought. Neither one of us are big fashion divas, but that didn’t mean we never let each other see our new clothes. She hadn’t gotten that much, just a few tops and skirts. Of course, she was beautiful in every single piece.
Then she yelled something from the kitchen, where she was changing. “This next thing is a bit different, but I want your honest opinion, okay?”
“Okay.”
I nearly fainted when she appeared. The only thing she was wearing was lingerie. She had black panties with red ruffles and a matching black and red bra. My eyes almost fell out of my head just by looking at her. “Wow.”
“So you like it?”
I nodded heavily without talking, afraid I would say too much. I could already feel myself getting wet.
“I also brought something for you.”
“You bought me lingerie?”
“Just a bra. When I saw it I immediately thought of you,” she said while walking back into the kitchen. “Just close your eyes.”
I didn’t know what she meant when she said that she thought of me, but I did as she said and closed my eyes. After a few seconds, I felt her placing something in my hands.
I opened my eyes and burst out laughing. She gave me a bra with on the left cup the left side of a Xbox 360 controller and on the right cup, the right side of the controller. It took a few seconds before I had control over my laugh. “It’s beautiful, thanks sis.”
“Why don’t you try it on?”
My eyes shot up. “What, now? Here?”
“Lana, I’m standing here in my underwear…”
“Fine.”
“Just think of it as a preview for when I see you naked one day,” she said with a grin. “You still owe me.”
I stood up quickly and turned my back to her to cover my red face. I removed my top and bra and put on the new one. “It fits perfectly, Brianna,” I said while turning back to her.
Now she had to laugh herself. “It’s the perfect bra for you.”
I looked down, still feeling awkward. “I guess.”
She smiled. “So, Lana, what do you want to do today?”
*****
We were watching television that evening. It was already dark outside, but it was still incredibly warm… so Brianna walked around all day in just her underthings. She made it very hard for me to concentrate on anything else. My eyes kept straying to her body and I kept wondering how it would feel pressed against mine. I wanted to plant kisses all over my sister, from her little toe to her earlobe, from her mouth to her vagina. I wondered what she would say if she could read my mind.
Suddenly, everything went dark. The lights and the TV flicked off and there was total silence.
Brianna stood up, walked to the window and pulled aside one of the curtains. “The whole neighborhood’s dark. Looks like a power outage.” She took a step back, “I’ll go look for a flashlight.”
She came back after a while — not with a flashlight, but with candles. “I didn’t find one, so we’re going to have to do like in the old days,” she chuckled, then put the candles on the table. She went to the kitchen to get matches, then lit them. The flames of the candles made for a dim glow, but it was enough to see by. “Now what?”
An hour later after we already finished one board game, and were busy playing Monopoly. We sat on the floor close together to see the board in the dim glow, me still in my skirt and bra, and my sister still in her lingerie. Her bare leg kept sliding against mine when she moved her game piece, as if she was doing it on purpose. Our conversation started out with random stuff, but turned to more romantic and sexual things later on.
“How does your first kiss feel?” I asked while moving my pawn.
“You never kissed anyone?” she asked a bit bewildered. I shook my head. “But what about that boy, what was his name again… Adam?”
I rolled my eyes. “That was in like primary school…. and if I remember right, it was a dare in Truth or Dare or something like that. Doesn’t count.”
She stared for a while, making me a bit uncomfortable. “So you’ve never been kissed?”
I shook my head again, cheeks red from embarrassment. “No.”
She took my hand in hers. “That’s good, Lana… you shouldn’t throw something like that away, it’s much better if it’s with someone you like.”
I shrugged. “But still, how does it feel?”
“That’s something I can’t describe, baby sis, you’ll have to experience it for yourself.”
I sighed, a bit disappointed that I still didn’t know. “Okay then, what do you do when you want someone to kiss you?”
She chuckled a bit. “I usually take the first step.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, most guys don’t know when to take a hint, so I figure I’ll help,” she smiled.
“How?”
She turned to me with a look in her eyes that I’d never seen before, and after a few seconds she said, “Turn to me.”
A bit startled by the sudden change in her voice and eyes, I did what she said, then stretched my legs towards her. She stood up only to straddle my legs. I didn’t know what was going on, but my breathing had already become heavier. “Well,” she continued, “there are a few different kisses. There is, for example, a kiss that’s just pure lust. That’s the sort of kiss-and-tear-each-other’s-clothes-off kind of thing.”
She put her hands on mine, slid them up my arms and stopped at my shoulders. Her touch gave me goose bumps over my entire body. “Then there are these quick little kisses, so you can tease the other person a bit.”
Her hands slid upwards, combed my hair and then rested on my cheeks. “And then,” she said while moving her head forward, “there is a passionate kiss.” She held her lips an inch from mine. My entire body was rigid. I was breathing hard, my heart beating in my chest like it was possessed and my lips quivered when I felt her hot breath on them. I looked into her eyes and saw the fire in them. “A kiss for someone you love. Nothing can surpass that.”
She closed the gap. I went limp when her lips touched mine. My heart was beating even faster and I felt hot all over, like my body was burning.
It took a couple of seconds before I could react and kiss her back. She was right, this feeling is indescribable. My lips melted into hers, her warmth pulled me into a trance. I’d waited far too long for this moment. Her touch had me feeling total euphoria.
But then she broke away. The cooler air touching my lips brought me back to reality. This beautiful girl was on top of me, the dim glow coming from the candles accentuating the gleam in her eyes.
Then it hit me. My older sister and I just kissed, like girlfriends! I felt terrible and miserable and started looking around nervously and mumbling to myself.
“Lana?” my sister asked, clearly very worried.
“S-sorry,” I said to no one in particular and crawled from under her and ran upstairs in the dark. I locked my door and fell down on the bed. I wanted to cry, but I couldn’t.
“Lana.” A soft knock and a troubled voice came from the direction of the door. I ignored it. I couldn’t face her now, it was too embarrassing. I wanted this for so long, but when it happened it was just too much.
After a few more knocks I heard her leave, and a single tear fell down my face and onto the bed.
I don’t know how long I lay there, staring at nothing in the pitch black. But then, as if my body had a mind of its own, I stood up and went to Brianna’s room. I knocked on the door.
“Yes.”
Without a reply I entered, then crawled next to her under the sheets. She took one of the candles from downstairs and, just like downstairs, her room was lit just enough to see each other. She turned to me and began combing my hair with her fingers.
“Why did you kiss me?” I asked, averting my eyes. It was a stupid question, but it was the only thing I could say.
She moved a bit closer and pressed her body against mine. “Because that’s what you wanted, right?”
“How did you know?”
She shrugged for as far as possible laying sideways. “Ever since you saw me naked, you began acting weird, then you stayed in your room far more than you normally do when I’m home. You kind of avoided me and always blushed when I talked to you. Then I took you to the beach… and when you kept looking at me, I figured out what was going on.”
I blushed again. I never knew that she’d noticed how much I stared at her that day! “I just thought it was because I’m still a virgin, and when I saw you that it was just stupid lust,” I said. “But that feeling didn’t go away and when I asked you how you knew if someone liked you, that’s when I knew. But that was also the worst part because I knew that it could never work out, b-because you’re my sister and I’m just an awful p-person.” I was struggling not to cry.
Brianna moved her hand form my hair to my chin and made look her in the eyes. “Lana, if I didn’t want anything to happen between us, why did I let you massage my ass for so long… and why would I pose in lingerie for you?”
A sparkle of hope burned deep in me. “You mean… you want to be something more than just sisters too?”
She slowly nodded. “I don’t know why, but ever since that day on the beach, you were the only thing I could think about. I had some problems with it too, to be honest. Being in love with your baby sister isn’t really normal, but after a few days I decided that that didn’t matter, I just wanted to be with you. I thought long and hard about how I could get things to the point where you’d let me kiss you, and decided to just let you see me in my underwear.”
“I’m glad you did.”
She rolled on top of me. The same fire burned in her eyes as before, but this time I kissed her. All my worries I’d had about us were gone. My big sister was as much in love with me as I was with her. She pressed her tongue softly against my mouth, then when I opened my lips I felt her tongue engaging mine for the first time. I wrapped my arms around her lower back and pressed her closer against my body. I never wanted to let her go.
After a while she broke the kiss and gazed into my eyes again. The only thing we could do was laugh.
She caressed my cheek with her thumb and even though she knew how much I wanted it, she teased me by asking, “Do you want to see me naked again?”
“Yes, please,” was the only thing I could say.
She straightened herself and straddled my hips. With a sly grin she began unhooking her bra. My jaw fell down when she threw her bra on the floor. “Wow, you truly have the body of a goddess.” She gave me a strange look. “S-sorry, one of my characters in my books had a beautiful body, too,” I stammered.
Brianna laughed, pulled me up and kissed me again. My hands were already fumbling with her breasts. They were so soft and perfect. I took her nipples between my fingers and pinched them softly which resulted in a soft moan. I left her lips and made my way south. I kissed her cheek, her neck, her collarbone and her breasts. She dug her fingernails in my flesh when I closed my mouth around one of her nipples. I glided my tongue over and around the already hard, little pink areola, then savored the taste of my sister’s skin as she kept moaning.
As I licked away at her nipples, I felt Brianna’s hands gliding down my back and opening my new bra. It quickly fell to the floor, then I was on my back, moaning as my sister’s mouth closed around my nipple. I moaned her name when she softly bit it.
She massaged, then licked my breasts for a while before moving downstairs, pausing at my belly button to give it a kiss. Then she began undoing my skirt. She slid it down my legs, threw it on the ground next to my bra, then her eyes widened.
“Are those my panties?”
Shit. I blushed again, my cheeks red as a tomato, not knowing what to say. “Uhm… I…”
She moved in to kiss me, then whispered in my ear, “You’re a naughty little girl, aren’t you?”
I had no time to react, because she was already taking off my panties. Then she had them in her hands, and I was completely naked in front of my sister. She lay back down next to me and held her panties inches from my face. “Look at what you’ve done,” she teased, “they’re totally wet.” She was right, her panties were drenched with my juices.
Then she did something I wasn’t expecting. She put the crotch panel in her mouth and moaned, “Delicious.” I had no idea that she was so dirty.
“And I’m the naughty one?” I playfully asked.
She laughed. “I like a little preview.” She took the panties between two fingers and let them dangle in my face. I took in my own aroma — wow, I didn’t know I smelled that good. “Try it yourself,” she said, “you taste delightful.” My juices oozed out of my vagina when she said that and without any hesitation I took the crotch of those sodden into my mouth… she was right, I tasted amazing. She grinned again, then whispered in my ear, “Yeah… you’re as naughty as I am.”
I giggled as she crawled back to my feet. I felt her hands gliding over my legs and thighs, then I felt her hot breath on my shaved vulva. She kissed it softly and, just to tease me, avoided my clitoris. I moaned in expectation as she kept teasing me with kisses around my vagina. I was just about to beg her to stop teasing, then she licked my clit. My whole body shivered and I moaned louder. Again her tongue flickered against my clit, again shivers. I bit into her panties to control my moaning, but the taste and aroma of my pussy only drove me wilder.
Brianna spent a lot of time on my clit until I thought I would have an orgasm, then she spread my lips with her finger and drilled her tongue deep inside me. I arched my back and moaned her name. She pushed her tongue as deep as possible, then started to work it in and out. I felt her glide against the walls of my insides, felt my juices flow into her mouth. Instinctively I grabbed my breasts, kneading them to intensify the pleasure.
My eyes rolled back into my head and I surrendered my body to pleasure, moaning and quivering while she filled me up, still inhaling deeply through those damp panties. Then I felt her tongue and hand leaving me only to be immediately replaced by two fingers.
I clutched the sheets and screamed, “Brianna… oh, Brianna!”
Her fingers went even deeper, and when she moved inside me, I shook harder than before. She spread her fingers and felt around, just as if she was looking for something… and then she found it. I felt some kind of pressure inside, then I went crazy. Sensations and feelings rushed through my body. My mind was blank, focused only on pleasure.
Brianna was lying next to me, cradling me to her, one hand still busy between my legs. She was massaging my clit with her thumb, I screamed again. “Baby sis,” she whispered, “you’re so beautiful. Come for me.”
She kissed me, her fingers pressing against what I found out later was called my g-spot, her thumb on my clit, her tongue entwining mine and the thought of sex with my beautiful big sister pushed me over the edge.
I broke the kiss, a scream ripping through my body. My back arched, I shook uncontrollably and my heart was beating faster than ever before when my orgasm reached its peak. I felt my pussy contract around my sister’s fingers.
I collapsed on the bed, and my sister fell down on top of me. After pressing my g-spot once more, she slowly withdrew her fingers from my pussy, brought them to her mouth and licked them. Without thinking I took Brianna’s hand and copied her, tasting myself, moaning as I did it.
Laughing with delight, Brianna kissed me. She took her panties from me, held them to her face to breathe in the scent, then let them fall to the floor. “My quiet sister, always so shy,” she playfully began, “drenched her sister’s panties in her juices and then rubbed them all over her face without a moment’s hesitation.”
I had to laugh myself. “That’s why I love you, sis. You always manage to bring out a side of me I never knew I had.”
She stared back into my eyes. “I love you, baby sister.”
I don’t know where the next thing came from, but I said it anyway. “It’s not over yet, sis. Take off your panties and come sit on my face. I’m going to eat you like no one has ever done before.”
She looked at me, startled, not used to me taking such a direct approach — but then grinned and did as I said. She held her panties just above my head, just as she did with the other pair, but when I tried to nip at them, she pulled the drenched undies away and playfully laughed. She licked them herself just to tease me, then tossed them aside and straddled my head. Her aroma filled my nose, and she was literally dripping on my face.
Without any hesitation and teasing, I began to please Brianna, pushing my tongue into her pussy. Her fluids oozed into my mouth. She tasted divine. And being the loud girl she was, she immediately began moaning my name. “Ah, Lana, yes… go deeper.”
I did as she said, my tongue probing her sweet depths. I lapped at her and her body shook above my head and I saw she was groping her own breasts.
Then I began licking her clit. With every touch I heard a deep sigh and a long moan. I licked it, I nibbled it, I did whatever I could think of, and everything resulted in loud moans and cries. She took hold of the headboard to keep herself straight as my tongue lapped at her clit.
After a while, I began switching back and forth between licking Brianna’s clit and shoving my tongue deep inside her vagina.
She began to masturbate while I drilled inside her over and over again. She breathed heavily and her juices kept flowing from her and I knew she was about to come.
“Ahhh, baby sis,” she gasped, “don’t stop I’m gonna come, I’m gonna…” Clutching her thighs, I was bathing my sister’s opening with long swipes of the tongue, and she loved it.
Suddenly her body went stiff. “Oh, sis!” Brianna shrieked as she came. I’d never heard her scream as loud as that. Her juices filled my mouth and bathed my face, her body shaking above me as she reached her climax.
After a long time she fell back down next to me, panting, trying to breathe. Finally she managed to say, “Wow, Lana, that was incredible.”
I gave her a long kiss and then thought of something. “Can I try something?”
“What?”
“Um, obviously I don’t know if you’ve ever done this before, but ever since that day on the beach I kept thinking about it.”
She frowned, puzzled. “About what?”
“I want to surprise you. Get up on your hands and knees, okay?”
She did as I said, presenting her perfect butt to me. I put my hands on her soft cheeks to spread them a bit, then moved closer, pressing my tongue into her anus.
“Lana!” she squealed.
Ever since that day that I massaged Brianna’s butt and I accidentally touched her rosebud, I’d had this wild impulse to please her there. I licked up and down my sister’s crack, getting it wet. Her anus tasted good, a hint of pussy in the flavor.
After a few swipes of the tongue, I took it up a notch and clumsily shoved two fingers in her pussy. She moaned even louder. My own vagina was throbbing like crazy, so I started fingering myself as well. My last orgasm hadn’t fully subsided yet, but I was already hungry for more.
It didn’t take long before Brianna came again. “Baby sis… oh, God, again — I’m…” And before she could finish her sentence, everything contracted, her body seizing up. She clutched the sheets and screamed out loud, slumping forward and burying her face in the pillow.
Finally, unable to take any more, my sister pulled away. I didn’t pause for an instant, rolling onto my back and bringing my right hand down to replace the other one in between my legs. I was mauling my pussy, panting for breath as my orgasm grew closer.
Brianna took my other fingers, the one that had just been inside me, sucked them clean, then kissed me passionately, her tongue probing my mouth. “Yeah baby sister, you’re so fuckin’ dirty,” she began, breaking away, her eyes burning into mine. “Rub your cunt, make yourself come for me. I love you, my sexy little lesbian slut.”
Her dirty talk was too much and I exploded, screaming her name one last time.
She stretched out next to me. We looked at each other and laughed. I can’t remember ever feeling happier.
Brianna caressed my face. “I never thought of licking someone’s butthole before, Lana… but that was amazing. I can’t wait to try that on you.”
I kissed her again, then we relaxed in each other’s arms. After a long silence, I suddenly said, “I think we’re even, now that you’ve seen me naked too.”
She giggled, but shook her head. “No, I don’t want it to be even. When I said that I meant, like, seeing you get out of the shower or something like that.” Her fingers traced my tummy. “But now… I don’t want to lose this, sis. I don’t want to lose you.”
Sitting up, I blew out the candle on the nightstand, then slid back into her embrace. “You won’t lose me, sis.”
*****
The next morning, after we had some sexy fun in the shower, we were sitting naked on the couch, sharing kisses. I never thought I could be this happy, but now there was something bugging me.
“Now what?” I asked, breaking our kiss.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, you want us to go on doing this, right? Being lovers.”
She grinned. “Oh, I absolutely do. No more boys for me, baby sis. I’m totally gay, gay for you.”
I took her hand and squeezed it. “How can we be, though? Unless we keep it hidden. Mom and Dad, they’ll never let us be together. And the people we know, they’ll be grossed out. They’ll despise us.”
She was silent for a long time, lost in thought. Then she suddenly jumped up and pulled me up. “Come.” she said.
“Where are we going?”
“We’re running away. We’ll leave town and live somewhere else.”
“What?”
She turned to me and held me close. “You’re right. Mom and Dad and our friends will never approve of this, and they’ll never let us be together, but I don’t want that. I want your lips, I want your body, I want to live with you and spend the rest of my life with you. We can take Mom’s car and drive far away, somewhere where no one knows us. I can get a job with my degree and you can find a part-time job or something until we have enough money to send you to college. We could live together and love each other without anyone knowing that we’re sisters.”
“But running away…”
“It’s a crazy idea, I know. But if it means being with you, it’s a risk I’m willing to take.”
I was silent now for a while. My head was filled with all these kinds of emotions. Doubt, questions. But when I looked into her eyes, they all disappeared. I nodded. “Yes, let’s run away.”
We ran upstairs, packed everything we could think of. Clothes, toothbrush, towels, toilet paper. Luckily both me and my sister had some money in the bank, enough to keep us for a while. We wrote a letter saying that we were sorry, but we had to leave. We wrote that we had our reasons but that we couldn’t tell them. We also wrote that there was no need to worry, that we would be okay and that everything would be perfect. We taped the note on the table and went to the car.
“You sure you want to do this, baby sis?” she asked, the car filled with all kinds of stuff.
I leaned towards her and gave her a long, deep kiss. “Drive.”
She turned on the ignition, the motor roared and we took off.
