| The New Sister Jen was so happy to see her father remarried and looking so settled. Since her Mum died 5 years ago, when she was only 7, it had been tough on her Dad, trying to work to provide, plus raise a daughter, all alone. They became a great team, and Jen learned that by helping out with the home duties, she could spend more time with her Dad as he had a chance to relax rather than slave away at work and home. She handled the washing, the general tidying up and lately the prep for evening meals. A cleaner had been coming in once a week for a few years now to do the floors and bathrooms, so it wasn't all bad........ but now it was all changing. Jen's Dad met Kath about a year earlier, through a mutual friend. They had dated on and off for a while, both being single parents made it tough sometimes to get out, but they stayed in touch, getting closer as time passed. It became obvious to Jen that things were getting serious, when they booked a 2 night getaway together to a nearby wine-growing district, leaving Jen with her Aunt for the weekend. A week ago they married – just a small backyard celebration, with about 30 close friends and relatives. No time for a honeymoon, because neither could get time off work, but they were planning on a trip in a few months. The thing Jen liked best about the new home situation, was all of a sudden having an older sister. At 12, Jen had become used to her own company, but now she looked forward to all those things that kids in bigger families had. Sara was almost 15, so being older meant Jen all of a sudden had gained a role model, and had someone to share stuff with. Sara was easy to get along with, and the girls had quickly bonded once they knew that their Mum & Dad were serious. Sara admitted being lonely at times growing up, so she was also excited to be gaining a sister. Both girls attended the same school, with Jen now in year 7 and Sara in year 9, so they had that in common too. They shared their tastes in music, and movies, and both loved art, so there was always something to talk about. Kath and Jen's Dad were over at Kath's house, cleaning and painting, getting it ready to sell. It was Saturday morning, so no school, and nothing planned. Both girls were happy to escape the cleaning brigade, quoting "so much homework" as their excuse. They had the house to themselves, and would probably be parent-free all night as well. Their parents plan was to work as long as they could, then collapse, then up and back in to it again early Sunday. They'd packed a picnic lunch, and stuff for the BBQ for dinner. Sara had hit the shower before Jen could beat her to the bathroom, so she tidied the kitchen not wanting to put pressure on her to hurry. Once done she headed to her room to make her bed, and nearly crashed in to Sara coming out of the bathroom, with just a towel wrapped around her. She startled her, and Sara let go of the towel enough to almost drop it, revealing herself to Jen completely. A quick apology, a moment of awkwardness, and Sara ran to her room, not bothering with the towel. Jen was a bit rocked, but she supposed that sort of thing happened sometimes when there were extra people in the house. She stripped off her nightie and panties, slipped in to her light gown, and headed for the shower. Jen was cupping her hand to pour some shampoo, when she heard a knock, and Sara's voice asking "Can I come in ....... I need to pee really bad?" Jen didn't feel that comfy with the idea, but what could she say? "OK come in" she called back. Sara nearly ran to the toilet. She was only wearing a bra and panties, and quickly pulled them down to sit and pee. Jen could hear the stream hitting the water, even over the sound of her shower, and as she tried to ignore it Sara started to talk. "Sorry about the towel thing before – I didn't want to shock you" she said. "No probs" Jen replied "what's a quick flash between sisters after all?" "You mean like now?" Sara asked, Jen realizing that the glass door of the shower did little to hide her nakedness, also realizing that Sara was staring at her. Without realizing why, Jen felt her nipples tighten like she'd gotten a chill, as Sara stood to wipe her bare puss slowly, before pulling up her panties again. Sara leant against the vanity, continuing to watch Jen suds her hair with both hands. "You are lucky" said Sara "as you have a really lovely figure for your age". Jen didn't know quite what to say, as Sara continued. "When I was 12 I was flat chested, skinny hipped, and hated myself. You have some nice curves going girl". Jen was unsure how to respond, but tried with "But look at you now Sara. You're one of the prettiest girls in year 9. Look how the boys watch you, dribbling over each other". They shared a laugh at that "Anyway, I'll leave you to finish off without me perving on you Jen" Sara said as she walked out of the bathroom, leaving Jen to think about what she'd just heard. Perving? Sara? Isn't that something a boy said about a girl, not a girl about another girl? Jen was confused. Shower finished, back in her room, Jen laid out on her bed, thinking about what had just happened and what was said. She needed to talk more with Sara and work out what was happening, so she headed down the hall to find her. As she approached Sara's door, she heard things that made her stop and listen more. A groan, a moan, whispering ............ The door was not fully closed, and Jen could peek in, to try to see what was going on. She all of a sudden realized ................ Sara was masturbating, lying spread-eagled on her bed, bra and panties discarded on the floor. She had one hand cupping her vulva, a finger suspiciously curled up and out of sight. Her other hand massaged her breasts, her head thrown back, eyes closed. Sara was whispering a name, and that name was "Jen"! Jen went weak at the knees. Here she was, watching her step-sister get off, and all the time calling out (quietly) her name. Weird? Yes! Bust she could not walk away. Jen's own desires were starting to effect her now, with that familiar tingle deep down below, her nipples hard and sensitive, her breath pattern changing. She reached down and my god, she was so wet. She rubbed her clitty as rapidly as she dared, and came in about 30 seconds, with an orgasm as intense as she'd ever felt before. Jen had discovered masturbation a few years earlier, after hearing stories from some girls at school. Being a determined type, she came home that day and persevered until she had an orgasm, and she was so glad she did. Ever since it had brought her great pleasure, using her fingers, her electric toothbrush, the handle of her brush, and once the shower spray. Watching Sara did not shock her in itself, but hearing her name made it weird. Jen quietly backed away, returning to her room, to dress and finally make her bed, and within 10 minutes she heard Sara head down the hall, so she knew the coast was clear. Jen decided the only way was to be bold, so when she walked in to the lounge-room, seeing Sara watching Foxtel, she said straight away "Were you calling me earlier? I was getting dressed and I thought I heard you." Sara looked a bit rattled, saying "No .... no..... not calling you .......... I might have been singing?" "Maybe you were" Jen commented "because by the time I was dressed it was all quiet again". Nothing more was said, and the day passed uneventfully. Their Mum & Dad phoned about 5 to confirm they were working through, and told the girls to order pizza if they wanted. They did, and feeling naughty they both mixed a vodka and lemonade from the bar, the sweetness of the soft drink masking the bitterness of the alcohol. A second drink each, and by 9pm they were yawning and ready for sleep. They said their goodnights, took a turn in the bathroom for teeth and toilet, then off to their separate rooms. Sara was quick to strip and pull just a t-shirt over her head before sliding between the sheets, turning off her light. Unfortunately, sleep did not come easily, as her mind drifted back to the morning – "accidentally" dropping her towel, using the toilet while Jen was showering, watching her through the shower door, and finally needing that massive release, fingering herself furiously straight after. Sara had to admit it, Jen turned her on. Her step-sister had become a focus for her lusts, and she didn't know what to do about it. While that was all going through Sara's mind, Jen was having a hard time too – hard time not making a noise as she diddled herself. Jen had been feeling hornier and hornier as the day progressed, and now it was time to deal with it. With the light off, she was bare and lying on top of her sheets, allowing her hands to roam freely over her body. Fingertips sliding over breasts, up to her neck, then down her sides. One hand from the front, one from the back, touching, fingers delving, a fingertip on her puckered asshole, pushing in slowly, enjoying the feeling of being invaded in such a sexy fashion. Jen's other hand continued to roam as she was in no hurry, and her quick-fire climax that morning had not really satisfied her. She felt her wetness growing, and licked her finger clean. She quite liked her own juices, and wondered if all girls tasted the same. Probably not, she thought, as her mind drifted to that morning, seeing Sara naked in the hall, and again in the bathroom after peeing. Jen hoped she looked that good in a few years, but wondered about Sara's bare puss. Did she shave, or wax? She had to be doing something. Jen was quite proud to start sprouting pubes at 9, and in the same year her periods had begun un-expectedly. It was left to her Aunt to do "the talk" as her Dad was a bit uncomfortable with the subject, but in recent years had been more open about buying her tampons with the groceries, discussing brand and type. Her own puss had a light downy blonde cover of fine hair, not too long, so from a distance she looked bare as well. It was light enough to make out her labia quite plainly, no matter how she stood or posed. Right now those lips were being coated in her juices, pulled wide open, a finger teasing her vaginal opening, poking in a few centimeters. Her thumb rested on her clit, lightly pressuring, and the whole time her other hand was still pumping a finger slowly into her back door. Things were heating up, and Jen let out a little gasp, a bit too loudly maybe, but she was starting to get too far gone to worry. Eyes closed, she focused on the sensations in her young body, riding the growing wave of pleasure. Wait ..... what was that she thought as she felt pressure on the bed mattress beside herself. A peek in the semi-darkness and it was Sara, perched there watching. "Don't mind me" she whispered "I didn't object to you watching this-morning did I?"As she said that, Sara reached out, placing a hand on Jen's left breast, and added "can I help you somehow?" Jen just nodded, too turned on to not find out what would happen next, but a bit scared at the same time. No other person had ever touched her, never, so this was crossing a line, but she did trust Sara. Sara began to massage her boobs, then leant in and kissed them, allowing her mouth to linger, her tongue to caress, her lips to nibble. All Jen could do was lie there, her own fingers busy still below. Sara kissed her mouth next, not like a sister should. Her soft sweet lips grazed over Jen's, her tongue danced around her teeth, finding her own tongue, willing and wanting. Jen groaned, loving it all. Sara's hand slid lower, joining Jen's between her legs, and she whispered "allow me, hun ...... let me look after you" Jen took her hand away, welcoming Sara's attentions, spreading a bit wider for her. "My god you are soaked" Sara exclaimed, kissing her way down Jen's tummy. Jen hoped she knew what was to follow, and as Sara reached her puss, and she felt a warm breath pass over her, she knew she was right. Sara placed her tongue at the entrance of Jen's vagina, and pushed inside a bit, wiggling as she did. Heaven! Next she licked up the full length of Jen's labia, outlining all the little creases and wrinkles that girls have down there. Jen could not believe quite what was happening. It was certainly a day of change. From naked encounters, to vouyerism, and now to having her step sister kissing her privates in a most un- sisterly way. No complaints, but had someone told her yesterday that this would be the day's agenda, Jen would have had them committed. Sara was covering new ground too. She had never been intimate with another girl before, not had she ever thought about it too much, but this seemed very natural. Pussy juice tasted great, she wanted to make Jen feel good, so why not? Besides that, Jen definitely turned her on, so taking things to this level was a natural move, especially with Jen seeming like it was OK with her. Sara lapped at Jen's loins, marveling at how much juice was there for her, and the way Jen began to thrash about she knew that her new lover would be climaxing in seconds. Sara pulled Jen's hand away from her rear, and feeling naughty, placed her own finger against Jen's puckered ass, and it was like a magnet the way it was drawn in. Sara pumped Jen's ass slowly, rotating her finger a little as she did, all the while busily tongueing her clitty like crazy. Jen began to shake & shudder, her orgasm taking over, rendering her helpless to the passion and emotions built up inside. Sara hung on, helping Jan ride the wave as long as possible, till finally subsiding, ever so slowly coming down, caresses replacing thrusts, kisses replacing nibbles. Sara slid higher up the bed to hold Jen tightly, as she whispered "I love you sis ........... let's stay friends forever" The girls dozed, both exhausted, and before either knew it, it was morning. No awkwardness, with waking up together, limbs entwined, and the girls shred a kiss before Sara headed for the bathroom. Jen followed her and waited for her turn, each girl so open about their nakedness. Jen instructed Sara "Go nowhere girl ..... because I have not started with you yet." Memories were fresh from last night, and jen knew it was her turn to blow sara's mind now. If all this ended this weekend, then at least they would have these things to remember. Jen took Sara's hand and led her back to bed, making her lie back, before lying half-on-half-off her, a thigh between Sara's spread legs, Jen's own puss hard against one of Sara's thighs. Jen held her tight, and kissed her like she's never kissed anyone before, boy of girl. Soft sweet lips, tongues gliding .... Mmmmm. Jen started to grind against Sara, ever so slowly, and one hand reached to cradle a spare breast. She began to whisper "Are you a horny girl?" Sara could only nod a bit. "Do you want me baby?" That question got a grunt in return. "Do you want me to kiss you down there?" "Oh yes" came the first audible reply. Jen loved the feeling of power over Sara's physical responses as she felt Sara grinding back and dome soft squelshy sounds coming from lower down. Jen allowed her body to slide lower, positioning herself level with Sara's beautiful puss. She took a moment to look intently, never having been so close, so intimate with another girl's most private place. It really was pretty, she thought, so pink, so wet, and obviously so hungry for atttention. Jen had a trick up her sleeve first though, and she eased Sara's butt up off the bed, holding her spread thighs apart and high, before diving tongue first in to Sara's ass. Jen could not help herself with it so close and so inviting. She'd had a bit of an anal fixation for a while now, so here was the perfect chance to try something out. She stuck her tongue straight in, her lips forming a seal over Sara's crack, and Jen began to tongue-fuck her step-sis's ass. Sara groaned in appreciation, and Jen pushed further through that ring of muscle, going as far as her tongue would reach. It was time to move on, so Jen allowed her mouth to move higher, now covering Sara's puss, and placing a finger where her tongue had just abandoned, she managed to maintain her anal assault while getting to work on a tastier prize. It did not take Sara long to cum. She squirted what seemed like litres of juices all over Jen's face, yelling out loudly with things like "Oh yes", "Aaaarrghhh" and "Fuck fuck fuck...." For a first attempt, Jen was quite impressed with how she had made Sara feel, especially after what Sara had done to her, for her, the night before. The noise and action subsided, and the girls cuddled, speaking softly to each other. "How long till they come home do you think?" asked Jen. "Mid afternoon, I'd bet" replied Sara "but even when they are home we can get together, as long as we are quiet and discreet." "That would be nice" Jen said as she smiled at Sara "now that we have something special it would be a shame to waste it" "Yes it would" agreed Sara "Let's never waste a chance to make each other special." |