I was dozing off watching TV alone in my room one weekend afternoon, the house was peacefully empty until I heard my older sister Mila (pronounced mee-lah) come home. After a few minutes of rustling around in the kitchen and her bedroom, she called out to me.
"Yeah, in here," I answered.
She peered in my room then walked in carrying a brown shopping bag with thin rope handles.
"Hey," she said.
"Hey. Whatcha got there."
"Dale bought me some birthday gifts."
"Oh, let's see!" I said excitedly, but I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy about my 19 year old sister's cute boyfriend. I was 16 and had two real boyfriends so far, and the most recent was a guy I was really falling for. He was so cute and nice, but after three months he broke up with me. That happened only two weeks ago so I was still heartbroken.
She pulled out various trinkets and items from her bag of goodies, not in a bragging way, she was just happy that her boyfriend bought her stuff. She eventually took out a red two-piece bathing suit.
"I wonder if this is going to fit," she said as she held it up. "Hm, let me try it on."
I figured she would go to her room to do that, but she stood up and suddenly pulled her shirt over her head, leaving her wearing just a light blue bra and white shorts. I was not expecting that and was caught off guard because I quickly realized she had to take her bra off too. Yes, we changed clothes in front of each other before, but not that often, and as we got older it almost never happened anymore.
She began unhooking her bra, and I was surprised to feel a small excitement anticipating the sight of my sister's boobs. Why? I had no idea, I had my own and I looked at them every damn day in the mirror, played with them even! But I hadn't seen hers in years so I was simply curious, it's not like I'm a lesbian or anything. Straight as can be. Her bra fell from her boobs and... wow, there they were. A pleasurable shiver went through me at the sight of them, particularly of her dark pink nipples. I was immediately happy about one thing, I think mine grew to be slightly bigger than hers. We were both about medium sized though.
As she grabbed the bathing suit top from the bed, they jiggled around a bit, and my eyes were like laser beams staring at the things as if I was a horny teenage boy or something. What's gotten into me?
I laughed nervously and as if on autopilot I said "nice tits."
She laughed, probably thinking it was a harmless sisterly joke and having no idea what was going through my mind. She stood there without putting on the bikini top yet.
"Ah, yours are bigger than mine now. Lucky girl," she said.
"Wanna bet? Let me see."
I lifted up my shirt and bra from underneath and quickly flashed her.
"That was too fast! Come on," she said.
The thought of her seeing my grown tits aroused me and I stood up and took off my shirt and bra, and there I was, exposed. It felt liberating.
"See, they are bigger. Bitch," she said affectionately.
Not to rub it in, but I smiled proudly and stuck them out at her. Then I got an idea.
"You sure, though?" I said. "Let's see."
This was only an excuse to stand near her with both of us half-naked. I walked up to her, not knowing where I found this bravery, but hey, we were just sisters playing around right? I stood right in front of her until our tits were only about two inches apart. And oh my god, it was like sexual electricity was firing from her nipples into mine and straight down to my pussy. Seeing my own tits in the mirror was one thing, but being this close to another girl's real live tits was so different, even if it was my sister. That made it even more exciting.
"You're bad," she said, smiling. "You don't have to rub it in my face."
I came so close to moving forward and mashing them together. I was dying to do it! I pictured us writhing around and rubbing our hard nipples all over the round softness. But the courage for that wasn't to be found. That is a definite line crosser, a point of no return. I walked back to the bed and sat with doubts creeping in about how straight I was. I was
straight. I liked boys, loved them! A thought occurred to me that might explain why this was happening. Although my ex-boyfriend Drake seemed to like me, I have a feeling we broke up because he didn't want to wait for me to 'put out'. I was still a virgin and although I wanted to finally have sex, I was trying to keep my virginity as long as I could. It was so difficult not having sex after a night of making out and letting him feel my tits and rub his hand between my legs. I'd come home feeling like I was on fire and with my fingers I'd relieve my pent up and burning sexual needs. So, I figured I was simply horny and my sister was the nearest half-naked person.
After she finished trying on the bikini top, we both put our shirts back on. My body slumped, I was sad the fun was over.
"Dale bought me something else," she said, "but that
, I'm not showing you."
"What?" I asked.
"I said I'm not showing you." She laughed and said that teasingly, as if she was hoping that I'd beg. Alright, I'll play along.
"Pleeaase. Come on, I want to see!"
"Okay." She reached into the bag on the bed and pulled out what looked like lingerie. It was black and sheer. She shook it out, held it from the shoulder area and let it unfold. It was the type that looked like half a nightgown, reaching down to about the hips area I assumed.
"Wow, sexy," I said. "He bought you that? You're gonna wear that in front of him?"
"Lucky guy," I said, which was a bit odd. I wanted to see her in it, so much so that I was losing control of the words that came out of my mouth.
"Try it on," I said. "I wanna see."
I expected her to brush me off, but no, she immediately said "okay". That made me perk up and wonder... was my sister feeling the same sexual arousal that I was? She disappeared to the bathroom in my room, I supposed she wanted to make a grand entrance with it on. I laid on my bed and waited, and fondled my hard nipples with a sharp eye on the ajar bathroom door. I almost wanted her to catch me doing it.
A few moments later the door opened and she walked out. Oh. My. God. She looked sooo hot. I somehow remained outwardly calm but inside I lost it. I wanted to jump off this bed and rub my hands all over her amazing body. The black sheer material made her tits look deliciously beautiful. The gown was of a length just past her vaj area, and I noticed she was still wearing her white panties.
"Wow," I said with my mouth hanging open.
She smiled proudly, satisfied with my reaction.
"Are you supposed to wear panties with that?" I asked.
"Um, you can I guess, but I'm sure it's better when they're off." She giggled mischievously and sauntered around the room. "So what do you think?"
"It sexy. Dale is gonna go crazy when he sees you in that. I want to see without panties though. Let's see let's see!"
She only hesitated for a moment and slid her panties down her legs to her feet. My pussy was tingling. I craved her body. Why was she enthusiastically giving me this show? I wanted to roll around naked with her on this bed all day. She walked closer and through the sheer material I could see the vague form of her cute little mound and the line running down the center. I wondered what she thought of my staring, did she like it? I hadn't seen Mila's pussy in so many years.
"So?" she asked, blushing.
"Amazing. Forget Dale, I think I
want to have sex to you."
There, I said it. I didn't care anymore.
"Oh really," she said in a sultry voice and then did a seductive walk up to the side of the bed. "I'll give him a sexy dance like this."
She danced sensually, spun around slowly, and showed me her ass. She turned back to face me and quickly lifted up the gown just enough to flash her pussy at me.
"Woop!" she kept saying, and did it a few times. Her pussy was so beautiful, and it looked almost exactly like mine. I nervously laughed as my eyes burned holes in her. She moved closer and then climbed on the bed like a cat, trying to act sexy and succeeding.
She continued speaking slowly in that sultry voice. "Then I'll climb on him like this. Mmm."
She climbed on top of me, straddling my hips.
"Haha, you look like you've seen a ghost," she said.
She picked up the remote beside her and muted the TV. I tried to say something but I couldn't talk. Having her shaved, naked pussy right near mine made it ache.
"Then I'll do this..."
She bent over toward me and unexpectedly kissed me softly on the lips. This wasn't a sisterly kiss, it was sensual. My body was shaking as she delicately worked my lips apart with hers. The sensation of kissing a pretty girl made me feel lightheaded, I think I could have passed out.
She leaned back, looked at my stunned face and whispered "relax."
She pried my lips apart again and I breathed in her hot breath, and she gently worked the tip of her tongue in my mouth until she made contact with my tongue. The sensitive touch gave me a jolt. My eyes closed and I felt heavy pleasure in my body all the way down to the nerve endings in my clit. We tongued more passionately, and this kiss put the ones with Drake to shame. I was drifting off into another world, maybe heaven, who knows. I forced myself to escape my fear and lifted my hands up and cupped her tits, massaging them, and they were like fluffy pillows, just like mine, but these were another girl's tits, my sister's tits. I felt so dirty and perverted but I couldn't stop. She looked down and watched me caress them, enjoying it to the fullest. Her breathing got heavier and she began writhing her hips around on me.
She edged her self down to my waist and unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts, pulled them down with my panties and tossed them on the floor. I was beside myself with anticipation wondering what she was going to do. Was she going to eat me out? Oh please yes, I wanted to know what that felt like. I took my shirt off and opened my legs like the eager girl that I was and she kissed me lightly, all around my stomach, inner thighs, and finally my mound. My stomach quivered uncontrollably with each kiss and my breaths became erratic as if I was hyperventilating.
I concentrated on the exact location of her mouth and the closer she inched toward my inflamed clit the more exhilarated I became, and when she finally kissed it with tenderness I released a few powerful moans, loud enough that the sound traveled out of my room. Mila looked up with a pleased smile. She gently opened my labia with her tongue, and it was as if she had done all this before. Wait, is my sister bisexual? I didn't get a chance to elaborate on that thought because she glided her tongue up and down the center of my wet pussy, and I arched my back and gasped and groaned. She picked up speed and intensity and I felt the rumblings of an orgasm the size of a storm coming on slowly. I thought I still had time though, and I was happy because I wanted this bliss to last forever.
We must have heard it at the same time because we both quickly lifted out heads and stared at my window. A car pulled in the driveway. My parents were home! My sister jumped up off the bed and I was immediately crushed with disappointment. I expected her to quickly change her clothes and bolt out of there but instead she told me to stay where I was and she closed my door and locked it. She stood by the door, stared at me and listened, still wearing the black lingerie and looking devastatingly sexy. I got under my covers to hide the nakedness I was suddenly embarrassed about. We heard the front door open and then keys and packages and activity in the kitchen. We stayed motionless for what seemed like an eternity.
My mom came down the hall.
My eyes widened in horror.
"We're in here Mom," my sister answered calmly. "We're trying on some clothes. Dale bought me a bathing suit. We'll be right out."
"Okay," my mom said and walked away.
I breathed a sigh of relief. I wondered why we didn't get dressed already, though, we had plenty of time. I found out why when my sister grabbed my hand and led me and my naked body off the bed and guided me across the room. What was she doing?! She held my shoulders, turned me around and pressed my back against the door. She got on her knees and prompted me to open my legs. She is so bad and naughty, I loved it! Lick my pussy, I said in my mind trying to match her raunchiness.
"Lick my pussy Mila," I whispered, surprised that I said it out loud. She looked at me a little shocked and covered her mouth trying to suppress the laughter. I hoped she wasn't laughing at me. She gave me the 'shh' sign but my quiet demand must have turned her on because she mashed her face in my pussy and licked and sucked me feverishly until I was soaked again. Powerful pleasurable sensations permeated through me as I watched my pretty brunette sister eat me out like a sex expert. I came again and again, hearing the rumors about multiple orgasms and now experiencing it first hand. She stood up and kissed me with her saliva and my pussy cum all over her mouth. The combination tasted delicious. My earlier dream came true when she pressed her tits against mine and we rubbed our hard nipples against each other's soft breasts in big circles.
She nudged me away from the door and leaned her back on it. I guess she wanted me to eat her out now? I'd never done it before, of course, but how hard could it be, you just lick! And I did. The first touch of her labia against my tongue was incredible. She held my head as I licked all over and gently sucked on her little clit. She closed her eyes and breathed heavily, and giving my sister intense pleasure like this made me feel so good. She told me to finger her and I sunk one into her dripping wet hole, and she grabbed my hand and forced me to finger fuck her hard.
I don't know how long this went on, but my mother called out to us again by the time I had two fingers deep inside Mila, who I think was having a massive orgasm right as my mother stood by the door and said:
"Girls? We're gonna eat soon. Do you want fish?"
I don't know why but 'fish' almost made me laugh.
"Are you ever coming out of that room or no?"
"We'll be right out Ma," I said as my fingers made sticky noises while pumping in and out of Mila's cumming vagina. This was the most thrilling and dangerous thing I've ever done in my life.
"Did you try on the bathing suit?" my mom asked.
"Yeah," my sister said with a weak post-orgasm voice.
"Let me see."
"Alright, hang on."
And what happened next proved to me that my sister had truly lost her mind. She pulled me away from the door and sat my stark naked self on the bed.
She walked back to the door and opened it and stuck her head out! What in the hell! I moved my arms to cover my tits and pussy area but otherwise I froze in life-ending terror.
"Come in," Mila said. Did my sister just say 'come in'? That can't be. She opened the door just enough to let my mom squeeze in, then closed and locked it behind her. My mom looked as if she was analyzing a car wreck, trying to figure what in God's name this was all about. She looked at Mila.
"What the heck are you wearing?" she couldn't help but chuckle as she said that.
"Lingerie," Mila answered as if it was the most natural thing in the world. "Dale bought if for me, I was trying it on. Like it?"
She did a little pose and I imagined her pussy was still hot and pulsing from her orgasm only a minute ago.
"Um, yeah, it's nice," my Mom said while glancing at her tits and hips area a little too long. I wondered if she could detect a pussy scent in here, it must have smelled like sex in this room.
She turned to me and surveyed my nakedness which motivated me to finally unfreeze myself and put my panties and shorts on. As I did that I could see that she was flipping through random thoughts trying to come up with the one that explained this weird looking situation. Judging by her expression, she may have settled on: were my two daughters having some type of sex in here?
She told us dinner would be ready soon, and with that she left.
I mostly stayed in my room the rest of the day and night, embarrassed, because at the dinner table my mother kept glancing at Mila and I curiously. I purposely didn't wash my hands so as I ate I could breath in Mila's wonderful, intimate scent from my fingers. At night I laid in bed wondering what happened to my sister and when she became a crazy person. Why did she seduce me? Why did she let our mother in like that? I couldn't figure it out. I thought about our amazing experience, and although my Mom probably suspected something, it was so worth it. Mila was so tender with me, so wild, unlike the two boys I had been with, who were nice to me, but nothing like Mila. She's my older sister and I always idolized her, but even more so now. I drifted off to sleep with images in my mind of her licking my pussy.
"Psst. Psst, Keira."
I woke up and saw Mila standing next to my bed in the dim light.
"Can I talk to you?" she asked.
I realized I was happy to see her. So weird. It was like this was my new boyfriend except she was a girl. She climbed into the bed, got under the covers and laid on her back next to me. I wanted to lean over and kiss her but I was too nervous. Instead I asked her the question that was bothering me.
"Why did you let Mom in like that? We were half naked."
"Ah, it's not a big deal, Mom has seen us naked before," she said.
"Yeah, but not like that. What if she suspects something?"
"She wouldn't mind. She probably would've joined in." She laughed quietly.
"Are you crazy?"
She looked at me for a few moments. "I'm gonna tell you something, it's between me and you forever, okay? You're the only person in the world I trust. Promise you won't tell anyone?"
"Promise," I said, curious as heck about what it was.
"Me and Mom have... fooled around a few times."
"What do you mean fooled around?"
"We had sex."
-End of Part One-
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