Sisterly Love

by Nellie of Sweden

A nice thing that's happened to me since I started to write stories and publish them here is that I've got some new friends. Friends that have their own stories but maybe not the ability of putting them into writing. Pauline is one of them and she told me the story I'm about to share with you all this time. Pauline is a French woman of 38, married and has two daughters. She has told me some things about her little fun games with them as well but this one happened when she herself was about 14. As usual I put myself in the storyteller's place. Don't ask me why but that's how I like to write my stories.

I'm Pauline from Normandie, France. I'm 38 years old and I have two lovely daughters: Caroline who is 9 and my baby Ariane who is only 6. We often play sex games and sometimes their father, Davide, joins in too. But those things I'll maybe tell you more about some other time. This is the story of me seducing my half sister when I was in my early teen years. I had just barely turned fourteen.

My mother passed away when I was five and my father, who was a bit old fashioned, didn't feel up to taking care of me alone so he left me with my grandmère, my maternal grandmother. I stayed with her and went to school there while my father moved to Lyon to work there. In Lyon he met Charlotte and they had a daughter, Josephine. I used to visit them sometimes when I was free from school but kept staying with my grandmother.

Until she suddenly had a bad stroke. She didn't recover very well and wasn't able to take care of herself and off course not of me. So my other relatives, my mother's siblings, decided that it was time for daddy to take the responsibility of bringing up his daughter. I remember crying a lot on the train to Lyon. I didn't want to leave grandmother's village where I knew everyone and knew my way around. And I didn't want to leave my friends. But I didn't have a choice. This was decided over my head and I had no say about it.

My first days in Lyon were terrible. My new school was big and I had a hard time getting new friends. And what was even worse, I found out that my father and his new wife had drinking problems. They had wine at dinner and after dinner the bottles came out. Whisky, Gin, Vodka - you name it, they drank it until they passed out. Almost every night!

The only one who seemed happy to have me there was Josie, my half sister Josephine. She adored me from the first day. At first I was a little uncomfortable with her admiration but I soon understood that she needed a role model, someone to look up to. Dad and Charlotte weren't much of role models. So naturally we clung to each other and quite soon I learned to love my baby sister.

Josie was shy around strangers and a bit withdrawn. She didn't make friends easily and probably that was why she turned to me for safety and comfort the way she did. Therefore I became her extra mother in many ways.

On a Saturday afternoon in May, about a month after my arrival in Lyon me and Josie came back home after her ballet lesson and found Dad and Charlotte arguing loudly in the kitchen.

"They're drunk again," Josie said. "Let's not disturb them."

"Aren't they always," I said in a dejected tone of voice. "I'm sick and tired of this bloody drinking days and nights."

"Don't all grownups drink that much," Josie said with a surprised look on her pretty face.

I shook my head.

"No sweetheart. Most people have a glass of wine with their food but no more. Most people don't get drunk. Well, maybe sometimes they do. Once or twice a year, by accident so to speak. But not every day!"

Josie looked a bit puzzled and I understood that she thought this was the way all families lived since she'd never seen anything else. I knew I had to protect her from our parents fighting and suggested she'd come to my room with me. That made her very happy. Her face was shining like the sun with a big smile.

"Can I? Really? Mama always says I can't go in there."

"But I say you can. At least right now. And since it's my room it's my decision, isn't it?"

"Yes, I suppose so!"

I took her hand and led her into my room and closed the door. Josie went directly to my dresser in the corner where I kept my collection of angels. I had porcelain angels, plastic angels and angels made of paper and she was fascinated.

"How beautiful!" Josie said and I saw in her eyes that she wanted all of them.

I went over to her and put my hand on her shoulder.

"Is there any angel that you especially like?" I asked.

She looked up on me and smiled. Then she carefully took a light blue porcelain angel in her hand and lifted it up.

"This one," she said. "I love this one. It looks a bit like you, Pauline."

I suddenly realized how cute my little sister was when she smiled and my heart melted at once. I smiled back and gently stroke her cheek.

"Then it's yours," I said. "You can have it if you want it."

"Oh, can I? Really? Why would you want to give away an angel from your collection?"

My answer came out spontaneously but as soon as I hade said it I realized how true it was.

"Because you're my sister and I love you. And because you're a little angel yourself. Take it, it's yours, Josie!"

"Oh thank you, thank you, thank you," Josie said blushing from happiness.

She put her arms around my waist and hugged me long and hard. Then she turned her face up to look at me again.

"Thank you so much, Pauline," she said. "You really are the best big sister in the world."

I felt very happy seeing how much the little present meant to her and I was glad I had given it to her. After all I wasn't so interested in those angels anymore, I had outgrown them so to speak.

Josie went over to my bookshelf and asked me if she could look in some books and I said yes. Most of my books were books that I also had grown away from but Josie got interested. She found an old fairy tail and almost screamed.

"Oh, you've got Snow White," she said. "Please, Pauline, would you read it to me? Please! I promise I'll be nice and quiet all the time if you do."

I couldn't help laughing a little, It was touching to see how little it took to make her overwhelmed with happiness. She really was a neglected child. When I lived with my grandmother I used to curse the fact that I couldn't do this or that because of her strict rules due to her Catholic beliefs. But I was loved and cared for in every way, not at all like my little sister who had to be by herself most of the time because her parents preferred drinking instead of being with her.

"Sure I can, I said. But... it's getting close to your bedtime so maybe you should go put your jammies on first. And brush your teeth."

"Will you read to me if I do?" she said.

"Sure thing," I said making a salute. "Scout's honour! Go get ready for bed and I'll wait here."

The house was quiet again. I guessed that Dad and Caroline had passed out as usual and a quick look into the living room confirmed my suspicions. I quickly took my clothes off and put my purple nightgown on before Josie came back. She was wearing a pair of pink pyjamas and had released her long brown hair from the braids that she'd had all day. She had brushed her teeth and combed her hair and she smelled nice and clean.

"Come here," I said. "Let's cuddle together in my bed while we're reading."

Josie giggled happily as she came up in bed with me. I pulled the covers up over us and smiled at her.

"You're not cold, are you?" I said with a smile.

"No, not at all. I love being in bed with you," she said. "I could sleep here every night if you'd let me."

Somehow that was the moment when the idea was born in my brain. The thought of hugging and kissing her and fondling her body. In my mind I suddenly saw us naked together. Kissing and caressing each other. My pussy was itching and I rubbed it a little under the covers hoping Josie wouldn't notice. But she did, she never missed anything.

"What are you doing?" she said curiously.

For a second I thought I'd just say nothing but suddenly I knew I could be honest with her.

"Sorry, my pee-pee was itching" I said. "I had to rub it a little, that's all."

Josie giggled.

"I know," she said. "Mine can itch too sometimes. But Mama gets mad if I rub it in front of her. She says it's a dirty spot and makes me wash my hands really thoroughly if she sees me touch myself there."

We giggled together and I lowered my voice.

"Guess what?" I said. "My grandmother used to beat me with a ruler on my fingers if she saw me touching myself there."

"Do you know why is it so bad and wrong?" Josie said. "Because it feels really good to rub yourself there, don't you think?"

"Yes I do," I said. "I don't know why, Josie. But I'll tell you what...."

"What, Pauline? What?"

Josie was curious what I was about to say and she begged me to tell her.

"This is my room. Right?"

"Aha..."

"And my bed."

"Yes."

"So in here I make the rules. Right?"

"OK."

"And I say that in my room and my bed we can rub our privates all we want!"

We giggled for a long time and Josie blushed a little.

"Pauline," she said. "Can I ask you something? A silly question maybe but I want to know."

"Sure sweetheart," I said. "Ask me anything. I'll give you an answer if I know the answer."

She became serious but hesitated a bit, embarrassed to talk about such private matters.

"If I rub myself... down there... for a while. When I do my pee-pee becomes all sticky and wet. It feels a bit disgusting, don't you think? Is it just me or is it the same for you?"

"Darling, it's the same for all girls and women," I said. "We're made that way by God."

"Why?" Josie said.

"Because... when you grow up and get married... and have sex with a man... he sticks his pee-pee into your pee-pee.. and that's much easier if you're wet. Doesn't hurt as much."

"Eow," she said with a disgusted look on her face. "I won't ever let a boy stick his pee-pee in mine, that's gross!"

I laughed and gave her a hug.

"Maybe you'll change your mind about that someday," I said. "And then again... maybe you won't. Shall we read the story now?"

Josie looked me right into my eyes and I saw a glimpse of something I couldn't quite say what it was in her eyes.

"Pauline... If I tell you a secret... will you promise not to tell anyone as long as you live?"

"Yes, Josie. I promise."

"I know I'm a very bad girl but... last summer I let my babysitter Fiona rub my pee-pee for me. She is a little older than you and has her own car and such. But... well she so wanted to touch me there and at last I let her. And... I loved it! So.... would you do it for me too, Pauline? Please don't be angry with me for asking."

I took her in my arms and let the book slip from my hand down on the floor. My nipples were so hard that they hurt and my pussy was soaking wet. I gently touched my little sister's lips with mine and smiled at her.

"Josie, darling," I whispered. "Thank you so much for asking! That means I won't have to ask you as I would have if you hadn't. I don't know what it is with you but having you in bed with me makes me want to hug and kiss you and caress your body all over. I think I'm in love with you, Sis!"

We both giggled and Josie put her thin little arms around my neck, blushing from anticipation. She was on her back and I was on my side beside her. I wanted to crawl up and be on top of her, feeling her little pussy against mine. But I was a little afraid it would scare her so I controlled myself. I leaned down and gently kissed her sweet lips. She blushed even more but smiled too.

"Josie, sweetie," I whispered. "I want to teach you grown up kissing. Can I do that? It's when you kiss with open mouths and tongues playing with each other."

"Hehe... OK." But don't tell anyone I said yes.

"Honey, anything that happens here in my bed tonight is our secret. Yours and mine! Forever!"

"Yes! Forever."

She giggled again as I leaned down and slowly parted my lips on the way. I almost had an orgasm from the feeling when I stuck my tongue into my half sister's mouth for the first time."

"Wow," she said when we broke apart. "Wow, Pauline. That was awesome. It gave me the tickles in my stomach."

My left hand gently caressed her flat little tummy and she giggled again as I tickled her a little before proceeding further down.

"Mmmm....," she moaned when she felt my hand on her little child pussy and I kissed her again. I was so horny I could have ripped her pyjama bottoms apart to get my hand on her bare skin but I managed to control myself. I could feel her warmth and even her moist through the thin fabric of her pyjama bottoms. I moved my hand up again and saw a glimpse of disappointment in my sister's face."

"No, don't stop," she moaned. "I liked that."

I just smiled at her and as I reached her waist I pulled the pyjama top up to get my hand down inside the waistband of her pjs."

"Just relax, baby," I whispered. "I just want to feel your bare skin."

"Yes, Pauline," she answered. "You can put your hand inside. I want you to. That's how Fiona did it too!"

"Oh my God, I heard myself say as I gently cupped her little girl pussy with my left hand. You're so soft. So hot. So wet..... I love you, Josie!"

"I love you too! And I love your hand on my pee-pee."

"Pee-pee is a baby word," I said. "Big girls like you and me have cunts, or pussies if you like that word better. Your cunt is just gorgeous. Touching it makes me wanna eat you all up!"

"Heheeeee, you can't eat me up! Then you won't have a sister anymore," Josie said very seriously looking.

"No you're right honey. I wouldn't want to be without you. But... I could eat you up and shit you back out afterwards."

Josie laughed almost hysterically at my little joke and at last I had to kiss her to calm her down. I rubbed her soaked slit with two fingers, up and down and she loved every second of it. I pulled my hair back and looked down on Josie.

"Josie darling," I said. "I want to take your jammies off from you. Will you let me do that?"

"Only if you take your nightgown off as well," she said. "Otherwise it's unfair! If I'm nakie and you're not."

"Do you want to see me naked, Josie?"

She smiled and nodded her head yes and I released myself from her hugging arms and sat up in bed. With a smile on my face I slowly opened the three buttons in the front of my nightgown and then opened it up exposing my little perky tits to my half sister. Her eyes were as big as saucers. She couldn't stop staring and I smiled again gently caressing my little breasts in front of her.

"Do you like them, sweetheart?" I said in a seductive tone of voice. "Or do you think my titties are too small?"

"No Pauline! They're beautiful! You are beautiful!"

"Thank you, my darling angel sister! If you like them they're yours!"

She laughed out loud.

"You can't give your titties away," she said. "They're stuck to your body and you can't take them off."

"For you I would if you asked me to," I said with a loving look into her eyes.

"I don't want you to," she said. "I want them to stay on your body. But if they're mine I guess I can touch them. Feel them with my hands."

"Sure baby," I said. "All you want. They love being touched by soft girl hands and kissed too."

Josie smiled and reached her hands to touch my breasts but I stopped her.

"Ah-ah," I said. "Not until we're both naked."

I stood up on my knees and quickly pulled the nightgown over my head. Then I pulled Josie up in sitting position and asked her to raise her arms. She did and I pulled her pyjama top over her head and off from her completely.

"That's better," I said with a smile and pushed her playfully back on her back in my bed. I put my naked body on top of her and kissed her again and then slid back down beside her. Then I started to pull her bottoms off.

"Lift your butt a little," I asked her and she did immediately.

I wasn't all that gentle anymore, eager to get her naked and start teaching her of girl sex. But Josie just giggled as I ripped her pjs off. I crawled back on top of her and used my knees to part her legs. Her little soft hands were now on my bare breasts and she looked fascinated by the feeling of my erect nipples.

"Why are they so hard?" she said.

"Because I'm so horny," I said. "You make me so hot, Josie. I can't help it. Yours can get hard too, you know."

"Yeah, I know! When I get cold they stiffen a bit."

"Or if someone sucks them a little," I said.

Josie giggled again.

"Nobody ever has so I don't know that," she said looking a little embarrassed.

"Then it's time," I said and leaned down to suck her pink little nipples.

As I knew they would they pretty soon popped out and stiffened. I kept sucking them rubbing my thigh on her pussy. Josie pulled my head to hers to get another kiss.

"This is so, so naughty," she said. "But I love it!"

"Baby, you ain't seen nothing yet," I said. "Just you wait and I'll take you places you didn't even know they existed. This is just the beginning. I'm gonna take you to heaven tonight. Just lie back and relax and close your eyes!"

Josie closed her beautiful brown eyes and I was on my knees between her legs. Just like I used to with my best friend Ophelia when I lived with my grandmother. It was she who had taught me about sex and now I was about to teach little Josephine. Often when me and Ophelia made love I used to fantasize about her being a few years younger, before our bodies started to change. I remembered how she looked before her tits started to develop and she had hair on her pussy. Now I had a flat chested girl in my bed, a girl with a completely bald pussy. I wouldn't have to spit out straws of pussy hair when I started to eat her out."

I leaned down to Josie's pussy and she gave out a little scream when she felt my gentle first kiss. She opened her eyes and blushed when she saw my face between her open thighs.

"Pauline! You can't kiss me there!"

"Why not, darling? Didn't it feel good?"

She blushed even more.

"Yes, but..... that's where I pee... Doesn't it taste gross?"

"No, you taste like honey, baby," I said smiling at her. "Shut up and be still. Close your eyes and relax like I told you to before."

Josie giggled a little but did as she was told and I went back down on her. With my thumbs I pulled her hairless cunt lips wide apart and started to lick her moist slit. Josie's mouth was half open and soon she started to moan from pleasure. I knew how she must have been feeling and I sucked her little pink clitoris while gently pushing my little finger inside her. Her hymen covered almost all of her tiny opening and at first her little child cunt didn't allow my finger to enter her. But after a few minutes of licking, kissing and sucking my baby sister she suddenly opened up a bit and my finger slid inside her.

"Oh, my God," she moaned. "This feels so good, Pauline. Soooo nice! Please don't stop!"

I couldn't have stopped even if someone had put a gun to my head. I wanted to try to give her an orgasm. I remembered rubbing myself to child orgasms when I was even younger than Josie was then so I knew little girls could climax.

And she did. My God, how she climaxed.

"Aaaaaahhhh, aaaaahhh," she almost screamed. "I'm getting the cramps, Pauline."

"It's just an orgasm," I whispered. "Relax and enjoy it, this is the best part!"

Fingering her pussy and ass I sucked her clit and Josie's orgasm lasted so long it almost made me worried. Josie was panting and couldn't speak for a long time.

"Oh, Pauline," she said when she regained the ability to speak. "That was awesome. Now I see why Mama sounds the way she does when she and Papa...."

She blushed a little again. I kissed her. A long, hot kiss with my tongue in her mouth.

"It's much better than rubbing yourself, don't you think?"

"Yes.... much better!"

Not very much more happened that night. Josie was tired and I told her she could stay in my bed and sleep with me. That was the first of hundreds of nights that my half sister slept naked in my bed with me and when she started snoring I rubbed myself to orgasm to put out the raging fire in my pussy. I was awake for a while listening to Josie snoring and I thought about all the things I was going to do with her. I knew from the beginning that she probably wouldn't do anything with me that first time. I knew it probably would take a while to make her interested in my wellbeing and my pleasure. But I didn't mind waiting, I was sure it was going to be worth it when she finally did something with me.

And it was worth the waiting. Three days later Josie rubbed my slit for the first time with her small fingers and she made me cum over and over again. We were in love and spent almost every night together in my bed.

Josie's thirst for love was unstoppable and she wanted more for each day. A few weeks after our first lovemaking session I was on my hands and knees eating her sweet little girl pussy and rubbing my own with one hand when I suddenly couldn't wait any longer. I got up on my feet and looked down on my sister and I saw in her eyes that she realized I was about to sit on her face.

"It's my turn, Josie. Don't you think so too?"

"I guess...."

I didn't give her the chance of saying anything more than that because as the words left her lips I lowered my soaking pussy over Josie's mouth and she started kissing and licking me. And she learned very quickly how to make me tremble all over and having long orgasms that almost made me faint. After a while I decided to try to get into 69-position with her and with some creativity we managed to do it despite the difference in height.

We ate each other out and had numerous orgasms together and both me and Josie learned a little more about love making for each time we had sex.

One winter night, almost a year after me and Josie first became lovers, Charlotte's face suddenly appeared in the doorway into my room. I was sitting in the corner of my bed naked from the waist and up. Josie was naked in my arms playing baby, trying to nurse on my small tits. Charlotte was completely stoned and I saw how she held a hand over one of her eyes to try and see what we were doing.

She was slurring when she spoke and it was a bit hard to hear what she said.

"What the fuck are you doing with my baby girl? she managed to say. "You dirty little slut, who said you can fuck my baby?"

The next moment she suddenly tripped and fell to the floor. Her head touched the wall in the fall and she passed out for a moment. We quickly got our jammies on and Josie ran back top her own room. I went over to Charlotte and slapped her face to wake her up. At last she opened her eyes and looked very confused.

"What's happened?" she said. "Why am I on your floor?"

"You fell," I said. "Do you want me to help you back to bed?"

Charlotte mumbled something that I couldn't hear but I managed to help her on her feet and lead her back to her bed.

"Thank you, Pauline," she said. "You're a good girl!"

I let out a sigh of relief. After what it seemed she already had forgotten what she saw in my room and when Charlotte was asleep again, a matter of just seconds after she landed on her pillow, I went to Josie's room to see if she was alright. Josie was crying, terrified that Charlotte would punish us for making love. I took her in my arms and held her close.

"Baby, it's OK," I whispered. "I helped her back to bed and she didn't even remember seeing us in bed. If she says anything tomorrow we'll just deny everything and she'll think it was some drunken dreams or something."

Josie hugged me long and hard and then giggled a little.

"We're so naughty," she said. "But I love being naughty with you."

"Yeah, me too," I said. "How about being naughty in YOUR bed for a change. Can I get under the covers with you?"

Josie smiled with her entire face and moved aside a little bit to give me some space. We kissed and then I looked at her with a smile.

"So... where were we? Or shall we start all over? Too bad you're not naked but that can change rather quickly, you know. After all.. undressing you is part of the fun. Come on, Sis, let's fuck!"

"Yes, let's fuck our brains out!"

Luckily that night turned out to be a turning point of our lives. Charlotte seemed a little absent minded the next day and in the afternoon she came to get first me and then Josie from our rooms. She said she wanted to talk to us and I silently hoped that Josie shouldn't slip with her tongue or anything if Charlotte confronted us about what had happened during the night. But my worry was unnecessary. Charlotte started to talk with shame in her voice.

"Girls, I want to tell you how sorry I am for behaving the way I have for some time. I've realized I drink way too much and I'm going to get help so I can stop it for good. Last night I had some sick dream that was so weird I can't even tell you about it. But it made me see I can't go on this way. And it's the same with your father. So that's why I want you both to see this..."

She got up and took out all the bottles they had from the pantry. Our father was there too and bottle after bottle was emptied down the sink. When it was done Dad put his arm around Charlotte's shoulders and looked at us.

"I want to apologize as well," he said. "We decided to show you both that we HAVE stopped drinking instead of telling you we were going to stop. This was the end of it! Now we want to try and be better parents if you girls can forgive us for our behaviour. From now on this is a sober home!

And it was. A few times the temptation was too big for them and they had a glass or two but six months or so after that day alcohol wasn't any longer a part of our lives.

So what happened with mine and Josie's sisterly relationship?

Well, it didn't change much and still today hasn't although we're adults now and married. In a way we're also married to each other and I will always love her.

Our father and Charlotte are old now. But still sober. See, what two young sister's love for each other can achieve sometimes!