Learning Phase 3

by Nuit du Loup

The soft, muffled sound of water rushing through pipes awoke Karin to a new day, but it was a cool, teasing breeze coming in through her open window and the warm place in the bed next to her that truly got her mind moving. She was still lying on her side and had one hand where another person had been only moments before. There was a sense of loss too, because of the person that was missing. She heard the door to the bathroom behind her click open and rolled over quickly, searching.

"Sora?!" Karin said excitedly, her eyes alighting upon the tantalizingly nude form of her new younger sister. Sora stopped in surprise at the call with one small hand upon the doorjamb and her long, expressive ears flicked twice in question as her almond-shaped eyes locked onto Karin.

For a long, hushed moment, they sat still like that, watching each other. Karin for her part thankfully drank in Sora all over again, as if it was the first time.  Now that she knew the truth of what she'd been feeling inside lately, it was as if the knowledge had set part of her free, a part that was just now poking its head aboveground. Seeing Sora again, after having spent the night cuddled together in the same bed, made her heart beat faster with the anticipation of...something.

Sora was so stunning to look at. It was this thought that was predominant in her thinking for many minutes.  Sure Sora looked very young in every way, just like she herself did, but Karin very much enjoyed what she was seeing. She loved Sora's long, midnight-dark hair and her smooth tan-colored skin that looked soft, smooth and touchable. She vaguely remembered the feel of it against her from last night and ached for it again.  She watched a slight flush suffuse Sora's skin as the younger girl stood under her gaze; it went all the way up to her fascinating ears.

"Karin!" Sora whined softly in her sweet voice, her ears drooping slightly in embarrassment. "You're staring at me!"

"Hehe," Karin smiled and quickly slid to the edge of the bed and cast off the warm sheets as she swung her legs down and sat up straight, exposing herself. The same breeze that had been teasing her cheeks before caressed her whole body now and she felt her long, thick nipples hardening a little at the sudden temperature change, as well as for other obvious reasons. "I can't really say I'm sorry Sora. I like looking at you this way, because you're so cute!"

"Oooh!" Sora moaned low, and her blushing increased dramatically. Her brown eyes though were solidly on Karin's own nude form. Karin did nothing to impede her sister's gaze. She wanted Sora to see her too.

Karin stood up, unable to be still any longer because her body was filled with an excited, sexual energy that was still very new and raw.  She crossed over the shag rug to Sora, until they were only a single step apart. She wasn't much taller than her sister, so their eyes found each other with ease. Karin was still smiling warmly and she saw some of Sora's reflexive shyness dissipating from her expression, which made her even prettier. Karin raised a hand slowly to the top of Sora's small head and gently ran her fingers into and down the silky-smooth, black hair. They both shivered.

"Your hair feels so smooth and nice," Karin observed aloud in wonder. It was like she was discovering Sora all over again and it was horribly exhilarating. She could feel something between her legs, like it was hot inside. Her heart was beating like a drum and she could imagine something like an electric tingle from her exploring fingers. Sora very seemed pleased at first by her compliment, but there was still a hint of stubborn discontentment in her eyes. "Did I say something wrong?"

"I don't want to be cute." Sora complained, even as she moved her head to aid Karin's stroking. "It makes me sound like a little kid."

"We're both still kids!" Karin laughed easily. She leaned in on pure impulse and gave Sora a quick, but soft, peck on her tiny lips. Sora blinked, jerked her face back and gasped at her in surprise. Karin grinned even as her brain thrummed from the touch of their lips. "So what if you're cute? I think you're beautiful too, and pretty and adorable and totally huggable! It makes want to hold you tight and touch you all day long!"

Following her own words, Karin reached out with her free hand, held Sora by her bare hip, and pulled her in close. Their unclothed bellies pressed together and they both let out simultaneous gasps from the warm skin-to-skin contact. Karin finished by wrapping that arm around behind Sora's back, while other one ran a finger lightly down Sora's left ear. Sora squeaked and the ear twitched crazily for a second.

"Sorry, did that hurt you?" Karin asked, looking into her sister's face intently.

"No!" Sora said quickly, relaxing very willingly into Karin's hold with a smile in return. Karin loved it. She almost couldn't believe what she was experiencing. "It felt good, but it kind of tickled a little...maybe. It was a nice tickle though."

"What if I do this instead?" Karin darted her face forward and quickly licked with her very long tongue down the top of the same ear.

"Karin!" Sora's face reddened and she wriggled in Karin's arms, which felt oddly good for both of them. "You licked me!"

"It looks like you liked it though," Karin laughed, greatly enjoying what they were doing. Sora felt so wonderful to hold onto, just like she had in bed during the night.

"Hmm, maybe, but it was kinda weird too," Sora moaned, but her smile soon returned again. "This feels nice though, you're really warm Karin. Your arms feel good too."

"Yeah, it totally does feel awesome," Karin agreed wholeheartedly. "Did you like sleeping with me too? Did you sleep okay?"

"Uh-hmm," Sora affirmed quickly with a happy nod. Her shyness was almost completely gone now. "Sleeping with people feels really good. I liked doing it you and Isana. Do you think Ayaka had a good night too?"

"Oh right!" The reminder that her new older sister had gone to have real, actual sex with Isana made her whole body tingle again. It also made her even more aware of Sora's nakedness against her own body. "She's with Isana, so she probably had nice time. They were getting along really well, right?"

"She looked so excited last night," Sora giggled pleasantly. Karin felt something on the outside of her thigh and a quick shiver went through her when she realized that it was Sora's small hand. "Isana was touching her like this under the water and she seemed to like it a whole lot."

"Well, it does feel kinda good to me," Karin agreed, aware of every movement of that hand. Sora giggled at the comment again so Karin felt a little bold. "Come back to the bed with me!"

She pulled back and grabbed Sora's hand in one motion and before Sora had a chance to say a thing, Karin dragged her back towards her bed. Once her shock dissolved, Sora laughed happily and willingly allowed herself to be towed along. At the bed, Karin maneuvered Sora by her bare shoulders so that the back of her knees were against the edge of the bed and gently started to push her backwards. Sora got the idea quickly and fell back with a playful giggle, her arms spread, and then scooted back on her butt so she was all the way on.

Karin stared again for a moment at her naked sister, enjoying the sight immensely, and then climbed over her, straddling Sora at the waist. When she bent forward so that they were looking in each others eyes again, she saw pleasure and joy on her sister's face at what was clearly happening.  Softly, Karin reached down with a hand and stroked over a cheek with skin the color of a warm wood. It was smooth and soft and she felt her own cheeks blush when Sora made a soft cooing sound and cuddled her face into the hand. It was a sound that made her whole being excited.

"Is it okay that I'm touching you?" Karin asked a little belatedly. She didn't want her own excitement to cause Sora any kind of harm or to scare her. It was immensely important to her that Sora enjoyed everything.

"It feels nice, and I really like it," Sora smiled with total trust in her expression. "I can touch you too, right?"

"Of course!" Karin replied immediately, lightly bumping her nose to Sora's, which made the other girl giggle some more, which in turn made Karin feel hot all over again.  She rose back up, and one of Sora's slim arms followed so that they were both touching the other's face. Sora's fingers were tiny, but she was gentle and her stroking felt right and very affectionate.

For the next little while, they played a kind of game in a very amiable silence that needed no words. Karin ran her hand along one of Sora's skinny arms, feeling her smooth skin and a little warm sweat. Sora repeated the action on her own body, with skin-tingling results. Then Karin made Sora laugh when she felt over her tummy and around her cutely small belly button. Karin really wanted to lick it. Again Sora followed her lead and she could feel the heat between her legs turn into a tingly, humid hotness. They ran their hands over almost every inch of exposed skin on their upper bodies except for their breasts. When Sora knew they were next, her face slipped from joyful wonderment to slight concern.

"I don't have anything there," Sora complained in a soft, breathy voice when she saw Karin looking at her chest curiously.

"What are these then?" Karin replied with a friendly, sisterly laugh, running her hands up Sora's stomach again to her almost-flat chest and circled each nipple with her middle fingers. Sora twitched and gasped at the sudden contact and Karin smiled wide as she felt rubbery flesh grow firmer at her touching. She kept tweaking at them and marveled at how such a simple thing could make Sora feel as good as her facial expressions suggested. When she stopped, she dropped her arms, deliberately inviting Sora to reciprocate.

"That was really nice," Sora said with a happy sigh, her voice wispy. She was breathing a little harder and her skin looked flushed in a different way now that was exciting Karin. Sora slowly raised her arms and cupped her hands over Karin's tiny breasts. "You have real boobs. I like them."

"I have bumps," Karin chuckled, really liking how it felt to have someone else touch her chest, especially a girl as special as Sora was fast becoming to her. She had discovered masturbation just over a year ago, after catching another, older girl at it in the bathroom one day, and she'd always liked tugging and playing with her long nipples, but Sora's hands felt a hundred times better. She also liked that Sora seemed to like touching her a whole lot too. Sora's happiness made her happy. "Ayaka's the only one us that has anything like real ones. Hers are probably bigger than Isana's."

"D'you think she'd let us touch them?" Sora asked with an amused smile, groping away happily at Karin. Then she giggled playfully and gave the big buds under her hands light pinches. Karin shivered hard at the surprise rush of pleasure that passed through her body and had to stop from arching herself. Her nipples had never felt that good before. It was like they'd been zapped.

"Do that again!" Karin gasped.

"Pinching them?" Sora asked, with a happy smile of accomplishment on her face. "It feels good?"

"Yeah!" Karin answered with a definite nod. "It makes me really tingle.

"Hmmm," this time Sora pinched both at the same time and when her fingers twisted a little as she applied pressure, Karin felt even better than the last time.

"Wow Sora," Karin said in amazement, staring down at her adorable sister. She'd never have thought her breasts could feel so good. Wanting to see if Sora would like it too, Karin reached down with one hand and gave Sora's left nipple a pinch.

"Ooh!" Sora's eyes opened wide.

"See?" Karin laughed. "It's a lot better when someone else does it."

"I feel really good," Sora said, her smile proclaiming how good a time she was having. Then she frowned again in confusion. "Karin, why is there something hot and wet on my legs?"

At first Karin was confused too and looked down. She rose up a little for light and saw that her still hairless lower lips were incredibly wet and slightly open from her excitement. Below her, right under where her crotch had been, was a wet spot on Sora's thigh. She saw it all and smiled at Sora as desire bloomed in her mind again. "It's from me, and maybe you a little too Sora. Did you have sex-ed in school yet?"

"No, that's next year," Sora replied warily, but obviously curious. "It's from that place?"

"Yeah!" Karin laughed, and saw a funny expression forming on her sister's face that made her laugher harder. "It's not gross Sora at all, and it's not pee. Haven't you ever played with yourself down there?"

Sora's face became less happy again. "I wanted to try it because my roommates did it a lot, but not with them there. But I never really had time alone. Somebody was always around and I was too scared to try it in the showers. Is it nice?"

"Oh yeah, totally," Karin answered emphatically with a nod. She leaned in close again so their faces were only inches apart. Sora even smelled good. "If you ever want to do it now that we live here, and you will want to, go right ahead and do it. If you ever want some time alone, you tell me and I'll go. If you want to play with your puss, none of us will make fun of you, because I know Ayaka does it, and there's no way Isana went years without doing it either. So relax and smile again, I like that a lot that better." She finished with a soft kiss to the tip of Sora's nose.

"Okay, I will," Sora laughed, her smile returning. "So what's the stuff?"

"Wellll...girls make some kind of slippery stuff from the sex and baby hole, the vagina I think, to make it easier for a penis to slide inside," Karin informed her, making a vague thrusting gesture with a hand and finger in the air that Sora laughed very hard at. "I don't remember what it's called exactly, but that's not important anyways. It comes out of girls when we are excited and want to do sex stuff. It means we're horny!" They both laughed at that. "It felt really good when you were touching me, so of course I got wet."

Sora seemed content with the answer and Karin felt kind of proud at being able to be the older, informed sister. Then Sora's expression became even more excited and Karin's heart beat a little faster in an instinctive response. Sora's face came up towards hers and Karin felt surprise and then a heady rush of pure pleasure as small, warm lips touched onto hers again in a real kiss.

"I really like kissing you," Sora explained softly, her cheeks reddening under Karin's wondering eyes. "It feels special."

In response, Karin rested herself more fully onto Sora, and they both moaned deeply as she kissed Sora back and held her tight.  This time it was a much longer kiss; a real kiss containing all their new emotions. They were both inexperienced, so it was a bit clumsy at first, but neither of them would have had it any other way in that moment. Instead their eyes slowly closed and they kissed again, and again, learning from each others lips.  Karin loved the soft, electric feel of the act and her brain buzzed from both her own pleasure and Sora's.  The fact that she made Sora feel good enough to moan almost nonstop made it a thousand times more exciting.

As they slowly explored each other's lips, the kisses grew deeper and more passionate and lovingly intimate. Both of them lost their last traces of shyness around each other and just enjoyed the physical act of loving the girl in their arms.  When Karin parted her lips at one point, Sora did the same and for the first time, their tongues touched and slid together.  Karin felt a quiver run through Sora that was echoed within her own body and then their lips separated and their lidded eyes carried deep emotions for a few minutes of stillness. Karin saw the seeds of real love for the first time in her young life and it made her mind buzz.

"Kissing is so nice," Sora commented eventually, affectionate eyes shining in open wonder. She was also breathing a bit harder. "Thank you Karin."

Karin snorted a soft laugh and smiled anew, hugging Sora a little tighter. "Sora, you don't have to thank me, because I enjoyed that just as much as you did. We did it together. But I think I'm going to be kissing you a lot from now on if it's like that! So be warned!"

"Okay!" Sora agreed, playfully giving Karin another quick kiss. "Me too!"

Karen became distinctly aware again of the hot wetness between her legs that had apparently quadrupled from Sora kissing her. It felt messy. She really wanted to do something about that now, but something else entered the fore of her mind in relation. She wanted to see all of Sora, especially the special places.

Slowly, so as not to alarm Sora too much, Karin started to slide down her sister, back towards the edge of the bed. Sora watched on curiously and Karin felt warm inside at the trust being given to her.  She wanted to make Sora feel really good and at the same time, learn more about her while keeping that faith. When she was kneeling between Sora's spread legs, Karin to bent forward and down again towards the 'v' of her goal.

As her face drew closer, she heard Sora's breathing increase greatly, but she said nothing in objection and actually rose up on her elbows to watch. Karin though was focused. She stopped with her face a foot away from Sora's young pussy.

"It's so pretty Sora," Karin said in undiluted awe. This was the first time she'd ever actually had a good, close look at what was between a girl's legs. She'd never even looked at her own very well, but resolved to fix that soon. Sora's flower was nestled between her smooth thighs and below a very pronounced pubic mound that was devoid of any hair.  There was a pair of puffy outer lips with bright pink wetness peaking from her slit in between.  At the top, Karin could make out Sora's cute little bump.

"You think it's pretty down there?" Sora asked.

"Yeah!" Karin affirmed, breathing in a scent of female muskiness. It kind of made her thirsty. "It even smells pretty!"

"Karin! Don't smell me!" Sora complained, reflexively trying to close her legs. Karin's head became trapped in a quite wonderful place, nose almost smushed right into Sora's sex. She breathed in deeply again, and because she like the smell so much, she pushed forward the last bit and used her nose to rub side-to-side over the little bump Karin knew felt good to touch.

"Oh!" Sora's legs popped back open and Karin looked up so see Sora staring down at her in astonishment. "What was that?!"

"It's your bumpy spot, your clit," Karin answered with a pleased grin. She pulled back just a smidge, aware that her nose was wet now, and raised her right hand to tap her index finger lightly on the indicated spot. Sora twitched. "It gets really sensitive and feels good to touch, right?"

"Yeah," Sora replied. "Is your nose wet from me?"

"Ah-hmm," Karin nodded happily. She ran her finger down the soft lips of Sora's puss and felt her own tingle at the action. They felt slippery, soft and hot. When her digit was coated in a wet sheen, she thrust it up towards Sora's face. "See? That's from you, and it smells good."

Sora used her own hands to hold Karin's still and sniffed experimentally. "It's not awful," Sora said with relief and ran her fingers over Karin's. "It really is slippery though."

"Yep, but let me show you what this place is good for now," Karin said, pulling her hand back. She laid it gently over Sora's entire vaginal area and rubbed over it. Sora's lower lips were engorged and very aroused and Karin's actions produced small gasps of wondrous pleasure from the young girl.  Then Karin slowly used her fingers to tenderly spread Sora's open and they both gasped, if for different reasons.

"The sex-ed lady was right, it's like a beautiful pink flower," Karin said in amazement, feeling totally electrified by the sight of Sora's most intimate place.  There was also a feeling of awe that Sora was doing this with her and trusted her to make it feel good. She could see everything; including the tight looking hole that was leaking juices. A sharp intake of breath when her thumb stroked down one of the lips from Sora reminded Karin that she was here to please now, not to play tourist on her sister's cute body.

Deciding to imitate on Sora what she liked to do when she masturbated, Karin started to rub with a pair of fingers up and down the lips and the tender, pink insides. It soon got even wetter down there because Karin paid very close attention to Sora's face, learning which places made her gasp or otherwise respond in sexual delight. It was also kind of neat to see the expressions Sora made. Karin's hands got so slippery eventually that her finger accidentally slipped deep inside Sora's very tight hole and they both jolted in surprise as vaginal muscles squeezed the invader.

"Karin!" Sora exclaimed loudly and sharply. Her eyes were wide open and her breathing sounded ragged. Sweat made her skin glisten. "I can feel your finger in me! It's inside!"

"Did I hurt you?" Karin asked quickly, feeling hot, wet muscles squeezing hard onto her finger in pulses.

"Uhm..." Sora seemed too confused and aroused to talk and she shivered hard all over. Then, in concern for her sister, Karin tried to pull her finger out, but it dragged over Sora's erect clit on the way and the younger girl went rigged while gasping for air. Karin felt a hot liquid pouring onto her hand. She raised it hurriedly in panic, and then realized Sora had just had a powerful orgasm. So good that Sora kind of just laid there for a bit, unmoving,

 "Are you okay?" Karin asked.

"Karin..."Sora's voice was wistful and soft as she lay dreamily on the bed. "I feel so good."

Karin let out a relieved sigh that stopped cold when she saw her hand. A pinkish-redness was in the wet stuff coating the finger she'd accidentally put inside Sora. She'd taken Sora's virginity.  She didn't know if that was good or bad. Would Sora hate her for it?

"What's wrong?"

Karin looked back up and saw that Sora was giving her a glorious smile and her face looked radiant in its sweaty messiness. She looked like she'd just experienced the most wonderful thing ever.  Karin couldn't lie to Sora about this though, so she raised the hand. "I broke your hymen."

Sora stared at her for a moment, still looking happy, but confused by Karin's concern. "Is that bad?" she asked. "Aren't you supposed to let someone you love do that? I saw that in movies and stuff."

"Yeah!" Karin replied, feeling worried.

"Then...it's okay," Sora said, as if it was totally obvious. For a moment, all Karin felt was confusion, then Sora's face brightened in realization of this and she giggled. Then she sat up rapidly and flung her arms around Karin where she once again found small lips pressed to hers.

The kiss was amazingly intense. Karin had never seen Sora so determined, but she could feel her little sister's fierce emotions through the act and her heart was thundering in response. After almost five minutes of being thoroughly kissed and kissing back, Karin pulled away.

"You're not angry with me then?" Karin asked slowly, keenly feeling her own arousal burning away.

"Why?" Sora laughed. "It kinda hurt and felt good at the same time, but I was already feeling so good that when you pulled your finger out, I went boom!"

"Boom?"

"My...uh puss..." Sora scrunched her face over an appropriate term for her sex, "When it exploded and made me shake and feel shivery good. But that doesn't matter."

"It doesn't?"

"No!" Sora beamed and her ears were quivering as her cheeks reddened. "You're my sister, and I love you, so it's okay."

"You love me already?" Karin felt her cheeks heating and she also felt a renewed desire to kiss her sister, but she held back for now.

"Ah-hmm," Sora giggled, and snuggled close again. At first Karin didn't get why Sora turn her head as she did so, but then she realized what Sora actually wanted and let out a laugh of her own and then licked at her sister's long ear. Sora's pleased giggling redoubled. "It feels so nice."

"Now you know what an orgasm feels like," Karin said, enjoying the closeness.

"Did we have sex?" Sora asked excitedly, jerking her head back to look Karin in the face while beaming happily.

"Uhm, kind of, I think," Karin answered slowly, unsure. "I had sex with you at least, because I made you cum."

Sora's almond eyes widened and she looked suddenly intent. "Can I do it to you now?" Karin could tell this meant a lot to Sora, because there was a hint of vulnerability in her expression. "Then it has to count, right?"

"Do you want me to lie back like you were?" Karin asked instead, more than happy to let Sora do almost anything she wanted.

"Yes!" Sora became animated again with her ears twitching wildly with her excitement. Karin let herself be turned and pushed onto her back. She spread her legs and almost laughed at how eagerly Sora squirmed down between them.  Wanting to be able to see at least a little, Karin dragged over a couple pillows and propped her head up as Sora got herself into place, imitating what Karin had done to her. Karin found it quite exciting to see her sister's face looking between her legs so attentively.

"It's all drippy wet," Sora said with her most cheerful giggle. She looked up and Karin saw laugher in her brown eyes. Sora was certainly enjoying herself.  Then the eyes went back to work and Karin jumped when she felt a finger press rather firmly onto her very sensitive clit. "Your bumpy thing is kinda big, and it's hard and squishy at the same time."

Karin didn't know where Sora got the idea, but as with her nipples, the girl gave her tender organ a solid pinch and Karin felt like she almost wet herself it felt so odd and wonderful at the same time. Sora seemed fascinated by her clit and Karin's mind went a little blank from the sensations of small fingers exploring her slit while her bud was relentlessly attacked. She could feel herself being opened up, but it was a detached sensation, buried in with all the pleasure.  She did notice however, when Sora's finger slipped inside her pussy and filled her.

"Ow!" Karin couldn't help the painful exclamation of Sora finding her own virginal barrier. Sora paused and looked up at her with such a look of hopeful love that Karin nodded her acceptance immediately and without fear. She would give to Sora what Sora had given to her. "Go ahead."

Sora smiled joyously and Karin felt her mind weaken again as the attentions to her pussy resumed with gusto.  Sora seemed to know that breaking Karin's hymen would be more painful than her own experience and she slowly worked that finger in and out of her wet entrance. When Sora finally plunged it all the way in, the pain was sharp and distinct, but Sora gave her no respite to dwell on it. Instead her finger thrust inside vigorously, driving her body onward.

"Sora..." Karin whispered, clawing her hands into the bed-sheets. Her sister's finger was pressing very firmly on the inner wall of her vagina as it invaded, and she felt something like a strong need to pee, even as she felt her orgasm rising like an agitated snake. The tension grew ands grew, seemingly without end, even as that odd pressure increased in an almost painful parallel.  Finally her body could hold on no more. "Oh...god! Sora!

The orgasm was like a wonderful, most pleasurable punch to the gut and head. Her body curled reflexively and she felt the pressure in her groin release all at once.  Sora yelped loudly in shock about something, but for several minutes Karin was captive to her body's need to reset back to sanity. When she did settle back down, breathing hard as if she'd run a mile, she found that she was being hugged very tight by Sora, who was smiling proudly.

"Now we really had sex!" the younger girl laughed. There was not one sign at all that she regretted anything.

"I'd say so!" Karin agreed and then noticed something. "Sora, why is your chest and neck all wet?"

"Your juice stuff squirted out on me," Sora said with her now ubiquitous giggle, that Karin was fast learning to love. "I thought it was pee at first, but it doesn't smell like pee at all."

"Sorry," Karin said, laughing as well. She felt so much better now than playing with herself ever did. She wrapped her own arms around Sora and returned the embrace. Rolling them over so that she was on top again, Karin gave Sora a long, deep kiss. More kissing naturally followed until they both lay still, feeling oddly content.

"I love living here," Karin said after a long while of companionable silence filled only by the birdsong from outside and Sora's soft breathing. They'd shifted onto their sides a little so that Sora could nuzzle her face in by Karin's neck. "I have a new kind-of-mom, my own room, a cool older sister, and an awesome little sister."

"I love you too," Sora replied, a pleased tone warming her voice. "Can we do this again?"

"Of course we can," Karin said immediately, stroking one of Sora's ears and drawing out a soft coo. "I loved every minute of it. You can also sleep with me whenever you want. But remember about Ayaka. I like her too, and Isana."

"I know!" Sora giggled. "I want to try touching Ayaka too; she's really nice for an older sister. Do you think she'll want to?"

"She said last night that she was okay with things, but we probably shouldn't be pushy," Karin mused. "But I love her too Sora. She gives wonderful hugs. Plus, I know Isana would love it if we wanted to do things with her. She sounded so happy that we didn't freak out last night."

"She feels nice too," Sora agreed. "She grabbed my butt when we were in bed and I think she liked it."

Karin frowned, and then moved her arms so that she could grope Sora's butt properly. Sora gave a pleased giggle at the act and wiggled her behind encouragingly. "Your butt is pretty nice Sora," Karin told her, smiling. "It's so round and soft."

"And it feels good," Sora smiled back and rubbed herself against Karin. When Sora's smooth belly pressed over her mound, Karin felt a new pressure that was gaining strength and grimaced at the interruption. 

"That was a weird face," Sora informed her unnecessarily.

"Yeah, I know, but I have to pee really badly," Karin admitted.

"Oh!" Sora responded with another laugh and an amused wiggle of her ears. "But I don't want to let go. This feels too nice."

"Sora!" Karin moaned, feeling Sora wriggle herself. "I really am going to pee on you if I don't go now."

"Eeww," Sora laughed, sliding back jokingly on the bed and letting Karin free.

"Yeah, eeww," Karin agreed as she crawled around Sora and quickly darted into her bathroom and towards her toilet under the small bathroom window. When she seated herself, she saw Sora had followed her inside and was watching her pee with open curiosity. "Are you watching me?"

"I've never seen another girl pee before," Sora said, inquisitive eyes locked on Karin's crotch. "It kinda looks funny this way."

When Karin was done, feeling a little pleasantly sore from their activities, and also a little bemused by her sister's odd interest in her bodily functions, her eyes flicked over her huge bath and an idea for later flickered into life. But there was also a rumble in her belly for food. Grinning, she snatched Sora's hand and yanked her sister into her lap with a yelp.

"Okay Sora," Karin said once Sora was straddling her with an expression that said she very much liked being in that position. "What do you want first, food or a bath?"

"Hmmm," Sora mused over the question for a moment and then smiled with a chagrined look. "Breakfast. I'm really hungry."

"Food it is then!" Karin agreed, unable to decide if she was disappointed or not because her own stomach seemed to agree with Sora. She got them standing again and they walked back into the bedroom. Karin gestured towards the pile on the floor containing Sora's towel and her clothes from the previous night. "Do you want to go and grab some fresh clothes and meet me back here?"

"Sure!" Sora quickly wrapped herself in the towel to hide her nudity and held her dirty clothes in her arms. At the door, she turned and they shared one more lingering series of kisses before she giggled and bounced out for her room.

Karin felt a moment of mystified loss when Sora was gone, but it only lasted a moment. She'd see her again soon enough and she also wanted to see Ayaka and Isana.  But she didn't want to interrupt her older sister, so she set her own dirty clothes aside with a mental note to ask about a hamper of some sort. Then she dug through her bag and pulled on a pair of plain pink panties, cut-off jean shorts and a loose, white tank-top shirt. Once done, she started loading the rest of her few belongings into her dresser as she awaited Sora's return.

 

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On the opposite side of the house, Isana awoke even before Sora did, which was very unusual for her. Being self-employed, she often slept in late when she could and snuggled deep into the nest of her bed. The change came because for the second day in a row, she had the warm, enticing body of a girl in her arms. Ayaka's form was spooned into hers and her face was nestled in the girl's soft, brown hair. She breathed in deep, taking in Ayaka's wonderful scent, tinged slightly with a female musk, and felt thankful for the fact that she was no longer alone in her bed and home.

"Are you finally awake?"

Isana started, hearing Ayaka's amused voice without any warning that the girl was also awake. In response, she leaned up and playfully gave Ayaka's left earlobe a soft nip before saying, "How long have you been up, hmm?"

"Hey!" Ayaka laughed and made a show of pretending to try and ward off Isana's further nibbles and licks to her neck and ears. But made sure she never moved far enough to prevent Isana from doing so. "I always wake up with sunrise. I didn't want to wake you up though, because I've been enjoying this quite a bit. I like having your arms around me and just being with you feels wonderful."

"So, no morning-after regrets then?" Isana said with pure happiness in her voice in response to Ayaka's words. Her hands slid up Ayaka's bare belly and gently cupped her nicely growing, adolescent pair breasts. Ayaka sighed with pure pleasure and rolled her hips meaningfully into Isana, welcoming the caress. Then she sighed again, a little deeper this time, and began turning over in Isana's arms.

When they were facing each other, Ayaka leaned in slowly and they kissed with passionate intensity. At first Isana was surprised by the strength of Ayaka's emotions, but she also felt touched and enflamed by them.  Ayaka's words of the night before had not just been hormone-induced and it showed now. It was perhaps the greatest expression of love Isana had been given since the death of her adoptive mother. When Ayaka pulled back, she gave Isana a small return love-nibble to the tip of her tiny nose and smiled wide.

"Of course I have no regrets!" Ayaka declared straightforwardly. "I meant it when I said that I love you and I am more than happy that I had sex with you and slept in your arms. I hope to do so often from now on. Does that work?"

"Just making sure," Isana grinned back. She threw her weight forward in a roll and Ayaka laughed in surprised delight as Isana pushed the girl over onto her back and then knelt on all fours over her. Still smiling, Isana moved in for the attack before Ayaka could protest and began nibbling, sucking and licking at her pale-skinned neck and upper chest.

"Isana!"  Ayaka cried, her voice cracking in a loud series of laughs that were fighting through gasps of sexual pleasure. Then Ayaka's smile matched hers and it was Isana's turn to cry out, because two slim fingers deftly found her soaked slit and easily pushed inside through the wetness. Isana was forced to raise her mouth to give voice to her enjoyment. Ayaka laughed exultantly and slid down the bed under her. A mouth found a turgid nipple and suckled hard on it.

Smirking, Isana quickly sat up and back onto her legs, despite the fact that she had quite enjoyed Ayaka's oral ministration. Her smirk cut off into a chuckle when Ayaka followed her up without hesitation and pushed her backwards. Isana landed on her back with a thump, and she was quickly surmounted by the excited teenage girl. Ayaka was breathing a little hard from the play and sexual teasing, but she was obviously enjoying herself and openly aroused.

"Mine again!" Ayaka crowed happily, dropping to retake a breast into her mouth.

Isana arched her back from the wonderful sensations and then turned the movement into a raised roll. Ayaka gave a startled yelp and moaned at being denied, and then her voice turned into a soft shriek as the sheet she landed on slid right over the edge of the bed and onto the floor. Isana followed quickly and found Ayaka belly down, her bare butt just rising up. Grinning, Isana slid on top of Ayaka facing towards her butt and held her place that way.

"Aww, that's totally not fair, ah!" Ayaka's words cut off satisfactorily when Isana licked right down the crack of Ayaka's pretty pale ass, over her back hole and finally onto her very damp girlhood. For a moment Ayaka's playful struggling ceased, but then she wiggled her butt a little and tried to complain in a voice filled with arousal. "Isana! At least let me turn over!"

"As long as you promise to stay still for now," Isana agreed magnanimously, lifting slightly so that Ayaka could roll over. Once Ayaka's pussy was before her once again, Isana descended and attacked, parting wet lips with her eager tongue and tasting once again the pure, delicious flavor of the girl. Ayaka gave one loud cry of joy and then realized what their positioning meant and decided the game was ended. Instead she focused entirely on Isana's bare slit in front of her face.

Isana didn't know how long they were like that, each of them giving pleasure to the other, but after a long while Ayaka third or fourth orgasm flared and trembled below her. This made the girl's assault on her own pussy redouble along with muffled moans. A minute later it was Isana's turn again. When the wonderful tremor passed, she rolled off her new ward and onto her shaggy, sun-warmed rug and lay panting, feeling a warm elation inside.

When she rose up again, she sat there, furry tail twitching from her delight as she looked down at Ayaka's beautiful, naked, and sweaty body. Ayaka was grinning back at up her as she too breathed deeply to calm down, not at all embarrassed by her nudity anymore. Isana loved it. Ayaka was a breathtaking girl and she was sliding quickly into a deep place in her heart. Not only did she have a sense of humor that clicked well with her own, she liked to play too and trusted her implicitly.  It made her wonder just what kind of surprises the other two girls were going to give her. Either way, she knew she and Ayaka had something special going on here.

Ayaka sat up too and leaned back on her arms, almost glowing from her multiple sexual releases and from the brief physical activity leading to it. She also had a small, amused smirk on her lips. "It's probably a good thing you didn't want us to call you mom, or anything like that."

"Very true," Isana snorted in agreement. "Part of the reason I didn't want to be called that, other than it makes me feel like an old lady, is because doing fun things like this would seem weird in your head. I'm still boss lady around her though; please remember that until you're an adult."

"I'll remember," Ayaka replied with affectionate amusement. "You're our teacher, and kind-of-parent that I love now."

Isana glowed inside again at the word 'love' but she also saw the question in Ayaka's expression, so she answered honestly and quickly. "I'm coming to love you too Ayaka. There aren't many girls who are willing to joke with me and have a nice wrestle for fun. Plus, you are quite mature for your age and obviously intelligent, not to mention easy on the eyes. And most of all, you are one of the three reasons I'm not lonely anymore."

Ayaka colored at the compliments but she didn't shy away. Instead she just smiled and stood up, stretching herself a little which showed off her body in interesting ways. Isana had a great view from her vantage, but she stood as well after a moment of appreciation. "I think I need a shower," Ayaka said then, looking down at herself in appraisal. Her youthful body was glistening with sweat and her lush, soft hair was heavily mussed and in need of a wash. "But I really want to see Sora and Karin first. It's probably weird, but I really miss them already."

"It's not weird," Isana chuckled, her tail twitching a little faster now that she wasn't sitting on it. "The four of us are family now, so it's natural to want to see your younger sisters."

"Families fight with each other all the time," Ayaka replied, raising a finger to mark the point.

"Yes they do, unfortunately," Isana acknowledged. "You'll probably have squabbles with Karin and Sora too, but I hope that when those happen, we can work through them. You're the big sister of the house, so they'll both be looking up to you. For instance, Karin seemed more than happy to have you around yesterday, remember?"

"Okay, I guess I get your point," Ayaka said, smiling calmly. "I still want to go see them though, but I want to get some clothes on first. This sex stuff is kind of neat and all, but I don't think I want to walk around naked all the time. It just seems weird not to wear clothes around the house."

"Well, while I can't say the idea of always seeing you naked doesn't appeal greatly, I never did that much before you guys showed up either. Clothes just make things more comfortable most of the time for some reason."

"Are you saying that you did hang around your house naked sometimes?" Ayaka laughed.

"Oh sure," Isana admitted freely. "On nice days I like to lay out on one of the really thick rugs downstairs and take naked naps on them in the sun from a window.  It feels pretty good."

Smiling in continued amusement, Ayaka retrieved her discarded towel and wrapped it around herself in a fashion that Isana thought was almost artful.  Isana followed her lead, and pulled on a loose pair of cotton shorts and an old blue t-shirt that had seen much better days, but was as soft as sin itself on her skin. Once 'dressed,' they shared quick appraising glances, one which Ayaka seemed pleased with, and then they headed towards they door. Just as she and Ayaka were stepping out into the hallway, Sora rounded the corner and into view.

"Oh, Sora!" Ayaka said in happy greeting, spying the younger girl immediately.

Sora slowed her pace. She was also wearing only her towel and it was showing off a lot of her smooth, bronze skin. Sora flicked her ears twice in pleased surprise at meeting them and her small lips curled into a smile. "Ayaka? Isana?" Her voice was warm with her obviously good mood. "Morning!"

"You seem to be in a good humor this morning," Isana observed, unable to help her mental and bodily excitement from flaring up momentarily. Sora seemed to have a new vibrancy to her amazing cuteness today and there was a significant absence of her usual initial shyness. She seemed a lot more comfortable with where she was and who she was with, for which Isana was glad. 

"It's been great!" Sora enthused brightly, leaning in when Ayaka pulled her in close for a tight hug, to which she smiled wider and flicked her ears again.

"Mmm, Sora, you're so nice to hug and cuddle," Ayaka sighed satisfyingly, loosening her hold a little. Then Isana saw her frown and sniff towards the younger girl. Isana was surprised at first, but quickly chastised herself for forgetting that Ayaka had told her the day before that she too had a very sensitive nose from being what she was.  "Why do you smell like metal and...? Oh!"

Wondering what had Ayaka looking so flummoxed, Isana leaned in too and immediately caught the same two scents that Ayaka had. She knew what they were and so apparently did Ayaka. "You smell like blood Sora?" she said softly before her mental filters could catch the words.

Sora's ears snapped downward in clear displeasure at her and Ayaka's concerned frowns. "You said it was okay to do sex stuff," she said accusingly, looking right into Isana's eyes. It was a pleading expression, but there was anger there too; anger that was probably justified, because of Isana's rash words.

"Yes, I certainly did say that," Isana agreed, speaking calmly for both her own benefit and for the girls. "I do want you to be able to explore and enjoy that part of your life. I just want to make sure that you're okay with not physically being a virgin anymore. You can only give it once and some girls place a very high significance to who breaks it. I am not angry with you; not at all. I'm just worried about you. That's all."

"Oh," Sora said in a small voice, her ears lifted and she seemed mollified by the explanation. She stood silent, with one of Ayaka's hands sliding silently into one of hers, and then her smile was born anew. "It's okay though. I really love Karin and we did it together. It was special because I know Karin loves me too. She was worried too, so I'm sorry I got angry at you."

Isana sighed as the tension went away. "Sora, it's okay to get angry sometimes if you need to. But I am not at all used to being responsible for growing young girls, so little things are probably going to freak me out for a while. I know you're not a little kid, and that goes for you too Ayaka, but I am going to worry about you. It's a part of who I am."

"You're supposed to worry about us," Ayaka grinned. She leaned in and gave Sora a quick, sisterly peck near her lips. "So, you and Karin did have some fun after all. Was it nice?"

"Oh my gosh! Sora flushed visibly, and her ears twitched violently, but she smiled joyously. Her eyes were bright with remembered excitement "Karin is so awesome!"

"I'll take that as a yes then," Ayaka chuckled and hugged Sora in again. Both girls were happy, sharing smiles filled by their new experiences. Ayaka was still curious though. "Did it hurt? When your hymen broke I mean?"

"Uhm," Sora fidgeted. To Isana's amused eyes, she seemed to be trying to get Ayaka to tighten her hug again. "Not really. I was feeling really really good when it happened, and it was kind of like someone pinched me hard real quick, only it inside that place. I think it hurt more for Karin though; she made a weird face when it happened. But I made her feel good too—"

"Hey!"  They all turned to see Karin headed their way, her expressive face set in a curious smile.  She was dressed in a pair of denim shorts that were a tiny bit small and a sleeveless top. Karin too was blessed with a bit of a post-sex afterglow. Once again, Isana suppressed a flare of renewed arousal. "I was wondering why Sora was taking so long to change."

"Sorry Karin," Ayaka said, gently letting go of Sora so she could give Karin a hug too. Karin accepted the embrace enthusiastically with flying arms. "Sora was just telling us about how nice you were to her, because Isana and I are nosy."

"Hey! No bad puns!" Isana barked out with a surprised laugh. "It's been a while since I heard that one though."

"What are you guys talking about?" Karin asked.

"They...umh...know we did stuff," Sora said, a little shyly. "Ayaka smelled it on me."

"Smelled?" Karin said in confusion. Then her expressions changed to a blushing one. "So, you guys know already?"

"Yes we do, and no one is angry or upset about it at all," Isana said quickly, trying to keep a repeat of Sora's flare-up from occurring. "I'm just glad you guys had a good time and are fine with your decision. But are you okay Karin, Sora said it was more painful for you?'

Karin's already dark skin deepened even further towards red, except where her small scale spots were. "I'm a little sore down there, but I don't mind. I wanted to give Sora what she gave me. It was really special."

"I know," Isana replied, smiling a little easier and feeling amused again by Sora's pleased, proud expression. "I can help with the soreness though, and yours too Sora if you feel any."

Isana reached out her hand, ran her fingers down from Karin's collarbone and to the center of her chest. She let the magic in and around her to become visible to her eyes, her own aura touching on it. It shaped and responded to her call and in less than a second, she'd swept the young girl's body for the damage and easily healed it with only a small pulse of blue light visible to the others. Finished, she pulled her hand back and saw that she had three sets of eyes looking at her in amazement.

"Whoa, I feel totally back to normal," Karin said in wonder. Her gaze flicked over to Sora. "Sora, are sure you don't feel anything?"

"It's only a little bit," Sora replied. "I'm okay."

"Well, if you change your mind later I can still do something," Isana said with a smile, waggling her fingers in the air in playful emphasis.

"Can I learn how to do that?!"

Isana turned to regard Ayaka, and saw the girl looked extremely excited by what she'd seen. She was also staring at Isana's hands intently. "If I can teach you how to use magic, then you can certainly focus on healing magics if you want to," Isana explained. "Healing magic isn't really an area where I've focused my own skills, but I do know enough to cover the basics. I also have several good volumes about the subject to help out."

"What kinds of magic do you normally do?" Karin asked quickly.

"Well...if you had to give it a name, I guess you could call me a Maker," Isana said after a bit of thought. "I know quite a bit about general magic use, which is why I'm so useful to the town, but what I'm really good at is making things; like the hot tub for example. I also enchanted the engine for my truck, the lift for my garage door, the terra-thermal water heater and lots of other things. Most of the magical things in this house have been made by me over the years."

"Cool," Karin replied, looking more impressed than Isana really thought she warranted, but it was nice anyways though.

"We'll see if you still say that after you've spent a few years learning magic," Isana countered. She gave her new little family a once over. "Anyone object to breakfast before we get started?"

"Started?" Ayaka asked, smiling amusedly at the obvious cue.

"Yep, we're gonna start the first magic lesson!"

Already?" Sora asked.

"Magic is a lifelong kind of thing," Isana explained. "In order to learn its use and improve, you have to use it all the time. You're going to do hundreds of little things, just so you can learn how it functions, its limitations, and the basic rules and laws that govern its use. The earlier we start, the more you can learn. All we'll really do today though, is quicken your natural gifts into life."

 "Well, I have no objection to some food!" Karin grinned, looking over at Sora. "Sora and me were planning on that before we ran into you guys."

"Then how about you and I get started while Ayaka and Sora put some clothes on?" Isana asked her.

"The towel look is very cute, Sora," Ayaka said, smirking in a sisterly manner at the younger girl. "But let's leave them to it."

"Okay," Sora agreed, smiling back.

Isana waited until Sora ducked into her room and Ayaka was rounding the corner to hers before she and Karin headed downstairs.  As they went, she and Karin debated the various merits of different breakfast foods they could prepare. Isana was seriously unused to being around someone with Karin's level of shear perkiness and vitality for an extended period of time. Not even Emi matched her. But it she was quite enjoyable to talk to and Isana found herself laughing heartily long before they reached the kitchen. It was looking like a fun morning.

*******

 

Sora closed her door behind her and listened as Karin and Isana walked away outside in the hallway. She still felt a sense of excitement inside her and her puss, as Karin called it, still felt hot just from the fresh memory of what the two of them had done. It was probably her imagination, but she thought she could also feel tingles on her skin were Karin hands touched. Not only had she experienced the most amazing thing ever, but no one had really been angry.

She felt kind of silly though, for getting angry at Isana. It made sense that she worried about them. It was one of the things that made Sora trust her so much. But Isana hadn't yelled at her or anything. She's just smiled and made her feel better. Ayaka too.

Using the magical dial thing, Sora turned up the brightness of her bedroom lights and wondered again whether she should have just picked a room with a window. Karin's room had felt so nice with the sun and breeze coming in, and she had a bathroom right there. Sora just worried that the others would think she was acting like a little kid, if she asked to change. Her initial impulse to stay as close as possible to Isana seemed childish now. 

She'd just been so captivated by Isana's open friendliness and warmth that she wanted to keep it nearby; as if Isana might go away for some reason. Isana was the first adult she'd ever met that made her feel safe in a way she'd never experienced before.  But now she had Ayaka, who really did give the nicest hugs, and Karin, who made her heart feel funny even while she did odd things. She had three people who liked her and didn't want to do mean things. She wasn't even bothered much by Karin's teasing anymore.

Like Karin, all her stuff was still in her luggage bag. She frowned at it in consternation. Since she'd been younger and less outspoken than a lot of the girls back in the orphanage, all of her stuff was multi-generational hand-me-downs. Nothing really looked good on her except for the outfit those two nice women had bought her, for that night she'd met Isana with the others. She sighed at the uselessness of her worry. It wasn't like she could make something better appear because she wanted it too.

Instead she crouched down and unzipped the bag and then dumped it out onto the bed she had yet to even use.  A pile of assorted clothing spilled out in the reverse order in which they'd been packed.  Some tumbled off onto the floor and in the case of an ambitious pair of socks, even rolled all the way to the far wall.  Since they'd been in her top drawer before, her underwear had been packed at the bottom, and now they renewed their place at the top. She picked up a pair of pale green panties that had once been much a darker shade and tugged on her towel with her free hand to let it slither downward.

Being naked again made her smile. It was another reminder of what she'd done. She was not a little kid anymore. She'd sat naked in a tub with three other girls, and slept naked with two of them. She'd even had real, actual sex with another girl that she was sure she loved. Soon she would be learning magic and doing things with the others too. But that would be later. Her tummy rumbled to remind her about breakfast, so she pulled her underwear on and ignored the almost too loose feeling waist elastic. Hand-me-down underwear was gross, but it was all she had. A soft knock sounded at the door.

"Sora?" came Ayaka's friendly call.

Sora blushed and her ears dropped for a moment. But she rallied her nerves and reminded herself that she didn't need to worry about those kinds silly of things here. "Come in," she said, only feeling tiny bit shy when Ayaka opened the door and entered. Then she let out in involuntary 'ooh' noise that really made her cheeks warm with embarrassment.

"You like it?" Ayaka asked, sounding pleased. She turned from side to side, showing off the pale-yellow sundress she wore. It had two thin straps at the shoulders and hung just low enough to show a tiny hint of firm cleavage. The bottom was mid-thigh. It had a white, barely visible leaf pattern and a waist sash that hung untied around back. Ayaka looked so beautiful, even with her lush hair still a little mussed. "I came here, hoping you could tie it for me before I went downstairs, and to walk down with you."

"You look pretty," Sora breathed, a tiny bit jealous that Ayaka had something so nice, but more than a little awed by the effect. She also had a sudden resurgence of an urge to touch Ayaka's hair. It looked so soft. She was sure it would feel nice.

"Really? Thanks Sora," Ayaka smiled back. "What's up?"

Realizing she'd been caught staring, she decided she may as well ask. "Can I touch your hair?"

"My hair?" Ayaka laughed, but in a very nice way that made Sora feel good inside. "Sure thing, but can you please tie me up while you're back there?"

Sora nodded, eager now that she finally had permission, not even noticing that Ayaka's eyes had been enjoying her nude body. Ayaka turned around and Sora grabbed the two ends of the sash. It was a wide piece of yellow cotton, so she pulled it just tight enough to cinch in the waist to Ayaka's skin and then tied a loose knot like she would with a hair ribbon. Work accomplished, her hands eagerly fingered through the thick curtain of cinnamon hair. Just like she'd thought it would be, the hair was so soft she found herself hugging Ayaka from behind and burying her face into it. It felt good, and had a nice smell that she would forever associate with her older sister; which reminded her about something else.

"What did you mean earlier, about smelling me?" Sora asked, turning her face so she didn't get hair in her mouth.

"Oh? That?" Ayaka gave a soft chuckle and Sora felt gentle hands covering hers. Ayaka explained all about how she and Isana had sensitive noses. Isana, because she was a half-cat woman and Ayaka because she was some-kind of wolf land-deity thingy. Sora didn't exactly understand that part. It sounded like Ayaka could turn herself into a wolf or something, but Sora had never seen her do that, so she asked why not. "I've never tried actually," Ayaka admitted a little sheepishly. "The city made me too weak to even try; now I'm kind of afraid to."

"Isana could probably fix it if you mess up," Sora reasoned.

"Hmm, maybe," Ayaka replied thoughtfully. "I'll ask her about it later. But as much as I really like the hug Sora, we're supposed to be heading down for breakfast with the others."

"You feel and smell good though," Sora explained with a smile, letting go. Then she frowned at her pile of clothes covering the bed. "I don't have anything that looks as nice as your dress. All I have is a bunch'a old stuff."

"Yeah, those panties you have on look pretty tired and worn out," Ayaka said, giving her a careful look-over again, and this time Sora did notice that Ayaka was clearly enjoying the sight of her body. It made her tingle nicely between the legs again. "But I only have this dress because another, older girl thought it was ugly and wanted to give it away. Total luck there. But let me have a look see at what you've got. I can't believe there isn't something you'd look good in."

Sora watched in fascination as Ayaka combed through the clothes like a woman digging for treasure, which after a thought, she supposed that's what this was. She'd never had a choice about what clothes she received, but Ayaka seemed to have a clear idea about what could go with what. She started sorting things into new, smaller piles, including one that Sora knew was probably a discard pile.  Even she never wore those things and probably shouldn't have even brought them along. Finally, Ayaka handed her a dark, denim skirt, a forest-green tank top, and a faded, checked yellow and white button-up shirt.

"This way, we'll match a little bit," Ayaka said. "Too bad you have the same underwear problems I do. Those look uncomfortable."

"Yours are bad?" Sora asked, taking the clothes gratefully. They really did look nice together. She'd never noticed before, which made her wonder just what other things she owned were better than she thought."

"Yep," Ayaka sighed overdramatically. "The problem with being a growing teenage girl in that place is that most of my stuff doesn't fit very well. Most of my panties are much too small and really start to pinch late in the day, or they ride up, which is never good. And they never bought or gave me any bras, saying that I'd get some later. Later never came. All I have are some thin, worn-out undershirts, see?" She pointed towards her chest and Sora noticed the two bumps of Ayaka nipples showing through. "I see you naked and poof, insta-nippliness!"

Sora dressed quickly and Ayaka made her spin around slowly to have a good look. Giggling a little, Sora did so and smiled wide when she saw the appreciation in Ayaka's bright green eyes. If a reaction like this, or like what Karin had given her earlier, were what she got from her appearance, maybe being cute wasn't so bad. She also gratefully accepted Ayaka's offer to help put away her clothes and to go through them later for better outfits. She may not be her real older sister, but Sora sure thought Ayaka acted like one. It made Sora want to hug her again.

They went downstairs together. Sora kind of wanted Ayaka to hold her hand, but that was childish so she refrained from doing so. It was enough that Ayaka slowed her pace to remain close. When they got to the kitchen, they both had a laugh at seeing Karin with a totally serious expression on her pretty face as Isana was showing her how to make French toast. Karin's hair was still horribly messy from their earlier fun and was even tangled around her horn a little, but seeing her again made Sora's puss feel warm and gooey in memory.

"Wow, you're looking very nice this morning you two," Isana said in cheery greeting, letting Karin place a batter covered bread slice onto a greased skillet over the stove.  It sizzled very nicely. On the breakfast table were bowls of cut strawberries and smaller ones of real cream for dipping. A jug of milk and a pitcher of grape juice sat center, surrounded by Isana's white, ceramic plates.

"Ayaka helped me," Sora admitted, not wanting to take undue credit for her outfit.

"Phht," Ayaka sputtered with a happy laugh and a sisterly smile. "You're crazy cute Sora. All I did was frame it a little. I'm just a little good with colors."

They both went over to the booth and slid all they way in. It was fun, watching Karin learning to cook under Isana's eyes with Ayaka seated next to her. Ayaka even put an arm over her shoulders and seemed quite pleased when Sora leaned comfortably against her a little. They talked about a bunch of random stuff, which was neat, because she'd never just sat around and talked with anyone before yesterday and Ayaka never once made her feel dumb.  Then the food was done.

"All finished!" Karin announced with accomplished pride.  She and Isana each carried a plate stacked with steaming French toast. Isana also had a large jug thing of real maple syrup, which none of them had ever tasted before.  It was always the fake stuff back at the orphanage.

"Looks great Karin!" Ayaka said, assessing the arriving food with a hungry gaze.

"It is!" Karin agreed with a grin. "Well, all except for the bottom two, those ones were the experiments."

"We'll still eat them," Isana chuckled, plopping a dish of butter on the table. "Cooking is just like magic girls. You only get better by doing it."

Karin got in and sat next to Sora, which made her feel quite happy, and then even more so when their gazes touched. Ayaka also seemed very pleased to have Isana on her side.  They gave each other very interesting smiles, kind of like what Karin gave her.  Then the food was passed around and Sora got another pleasant surprise. Isana revealed that Karin was the one who had requested the strawberries, remembering that Sora had really liked them from the garden yesterday. That nearly gave her the special feeling all over again. No one had ever done something like that, just for her.

Breakfast was great. Just like their first couple of meals, no one ignored her because she was the youngest one. When she talked, they listened.  Sora had never before felt so much like she was a real part of something.  The food was amazingly good too. Ayaka even made a point of choosing one of the two 'experimental' slices right away and ate it with true enjoyment. Sora relished the juicy, red strawberries, which were so good with the fresh cream on them. Then, finally, it was her and Ayaka's turn to clean up the mess, which, while not fun exactly, wasn't very chore-like either.

"Now, its time for us to wake up your magic!" Isana announced casually, once everything was either put away or drying in the sink rack. She was in a good mood and her white furred tail was twitching happily. She stood to emphasize her words. "Outside everybody!"

They filed out, after slipping on shoes, into the garage, with each of them feeling a little excited. Isana waved a hand towards the garage door and it rolled obediently upwards. Like all the other time Isana had done magic, Sora felt a warm tingle deep inside her, just above her groin, and she almost thought she could see something too. But Isana was still moving quickly now.  She went right to her huge truck and pulled a big tool chest thing out of the bed and set it on the cement. Then she went to the other side of the garage to a set of wall-mounted cabinets, weaving her way through the random stuff filling the space. From there she brought back a huge, folded blanket that was almost too big and awkward for her to carry.

"I'll carry that," Ayaka volunteered quickly, shouldering the blanket awkwardly. It was a bit fuzzy or frayed, and a dark blue color.

"Woo, thanks!" Isana said with a chuckle. She picked her toolbox back up and gestured for them to follow her, so they did.

They tramped off into the woods, following a vague trail through the low underbrush. Now that the sun was all the way up, it was a little hotter than the day before and a bit more humid as well. It wasn't uncomfortable though. Sora liked the woods and she kind of hoped they would see the foxes again, because they were really cute. Ayaka seemed the happiest of the group though. She was smiling a lot and she breathed deeply as if she really enjoyed the fresh air of the outdoors.

"Do I seem weird?" Ayaka asked suddenly, noticing her curious looks.

"No," Sora answered honestly. Actually, she thought Ayaka sort of fit in this place and said so. Ayaka just laughed and gave her a one-arm hug.

After a little ways they came to a sunny clearing. A picnic table that sat off to one side told them it was artificial, but Sora thought it was pretty with the sun shinning down through a thin cover of leaves. It was carpeted with long, lush grasses and lots of dead sticks and other foresty things. Isana made a snorting noise and Sora felt the magic tingle again. This time it was a giant, invisible broom swept all the fallen branches and other poky things away to one side.

"There," Isana said with satisfaction. "Ayaka, can you please set the blanket out?"

They all got out of the way and Ayaka snapped her arms, casting out the big square of cloth. It settled with a soft hushing sound of compressing grass. Isana gestured for them to get on it, so they did. Isana set her box aside and then plopped herself down, legs out before her, only pausing to adjust her tail a little.

"Okay girls," Isana said, smiling. "Like I said in the kitchen, all we're going to do right now is to fully wake up your magic, so that it and your body can get used to each other and get in sync. What I am going to do is a bit like a noise that wakes you up early before your alarm clock does."

"Why are we out in the woods though?" Karin asked, looking around at the abundant greenery. The sounds of birds and other small animals were a nice background.

"Two reasons," Isana replied pleasantly. "First, it's a nice day out and I selfishly enjoy the outdoors. Second, and more relevant, is because there are occasions when a person's magic wakes up and a random flare of nascent power does something completely random. I was lucky when I was a girl; I only turned every surface of a small room, neon orange. I'm just trying to minimize collateral whatever."

Sora felt a little relieved. She'd actually been a little worried she might make it rain again or something like that. She frowned though, when Isana held out a welcoming hand towards her.

"Come on Sora and hop on, you're first up since your magic is closest to the surface. Just sit down on my lap, facin' outwards towards the other two and lean back against me. Them relax and let me do my magic thing."

She felt a shiver of shy worry, but when she glanced at her new older sisters, both were smiling encouragingly. Karin gave her a garish grin and made a pushing motion with her hands. So she shoved down the anxiousness and went over to Isana as instructed. Isana's small hands found her hips and slowly guided her down. Sora liked the touch, it was gentle and in control at the same time. Once she was seated, straddling Isana's legs, she leaned back and warm hands held her over her belly, under her shirt. Isana breathed deeply and rubbed their cheeks from behind, which she now understood the reason for, thanks to Ayaka. It was okay with her if she was marked as Isana's.

"Now, just stay calm and let your magic wake up slowly and naturally," Isana said quietly near her left ear. Her breath teased over her skin. "It feels a little different for everyone, but you'll definitely know when it happens. If it seems scary, just remember I'm right here with you. I won't let you be hurt. Okay?"

"Okay," Sora replied, firming herself to the task.

Sora had no idea what to expect, but she trusted Isana. It was also soothing when the woman began to rub in a very slow circle over her bare stomach with one hand. The caress went almost all the way up to her chest and then rounded back down to the hemline of her skirt. It felt good and gave her a little of the aroused feeling, but mostly it was relaxing. She closed her eyes and just sat there, waiting.

It started deep inside her. Just below her stomach, inside her pelvic area, she slowly became aware of a growing sensation. At first there was just a tiny tickle of sensation that she couldn't quite describe. It made her smile though. It grew quickly, filling her belly with a fire that tingled with loosed electricity. Out and up it spread, suffusing her whole torso and then outward along her limbs.

She felt her nipples hardening to sensitive little pebbles and her skin grew a little damp as her body tried to cool itself with sweat. Her breathing increased too as her body demanded more oxygen to help energize its changes.  Isana's rubbing, still unchanged, became enticing as well as soothing. Unconsciously she arched her back into Isana, feeling something crazy rushing up her spine and into her head like an explosion.  There was a brief, startling moment when she thought she might suffocate or something, and then all her breath rushed out of her in one, great exhalation. At precisely the same time, a blast of air pulsed outward from her body, sending leaves rustling and drawing surprised gasps from her sisters when it swept over them. The forest around them rustled in hushed agitation for several minutes afterwards.

There was a gap in her recollection of time, but slowly she felt herself calming down. Her muscles felt like she'd used all of them hard, kind of like after a good exercise routine at school. Her stomach felt empty, even though she'd just eaten a huge breakfast. The soft shirt was now rough on her little nubs, but the sexual tension was burning low. What she still had though, was a sense of energy running through all her nerves.  It was in constant motion, and alive, but she knew it was a natural part of her. It was hers.

"That is your magic," Isana whispered in her left ear, nuzzling it a little, which felt nice. "From now on, it is your constant companion. It's small still, but as you grow and learn, so shall it. It's also something to enjoy. Can you stand, or do you need a minute?"

Sora opened her eyes, and gasped. The energy in her body thrummed and the world took on a slightly different appearance.  The forest was still there of course, but she could feel the magic back behind it all. Karin looked like a sparkler, with an aura that was fizzling and glowing erratically. Ayaka...Ayaka made her stop breathing for a long moment. In that weird sight, her glowing aura was the same 'color' as the magical glow of the forest, but really pretty, like seeing a glorious sunrise but somehow even more profound. After a moment or two, the magical vision slowly faded and the normal forest was back. She tried to stand but her legs felt weak.

"Just crawl over," Ayaka suggested, sitting down and holding out her arms. "Karin's next up."

Sora realized that she really did want to be held some more, so rolled off of Isana with a giggle when her leg got caught for a second, and crawled over. Karin stooped to give her quick, but very nice peck on her lips before taking her place with Isana. Sora slid easily into Ayaka's arms, resting there with her head against a softly rounded breast.  Then they both shifted a little to watch Karin's turn. Somehow they both knew it was important that they each witness the awakening of the others.

It was part of the sisterly love thing, Sora thought.

******

Karin fidgeted a little when she settled onto Isana's lap, getting comfortable for the event to come. Her young heart was beating fast with excitement from watching Sora, knowing she was next to experience that. Isana's warm hands slid around her middle, slipping under the shirt as she'd done with her younger sister. Karin felt and heard Isana inhale deeply, and the exhale tickled the nape of her neck. It was on oddly intimate act. She thought she could also feel Isana's heart, matching the rhythm of hers.

"Same thing as with Sora," Isana said with her voice a little breathy, speaking very softly next to her ear. "Are you ready?"

"Are you okay"? Karin asked, wondering why Isana sounded like that.

"Oh, I'm perfectly fine," Isana laughed gently, kissing her neck affectionately. "But everything you guys feel while going through this, I do too from a kind of feedback. Also, I can feel all your raw magics mingling with mine, which is putting me very strongly into a certain mood. This is also why I might feel you up a little more than I did Sora and I won't be able to help it."

"Okay," Karin answered, not minding in the least that Isana might touch her that way. "Start whenever you want."

For Karin, the first sensation of her magic was a startling one. The rubbing of Isana's hands lulled her into a drowsy calm. Then, out of nowhere, jolting series little ripples, like a wake of static electricity, rolled over every inch of her skin.  It wasn't painful really, but it made her shudder and gasp as sensitive places were stimulated that way. Her puss felt suddenly wet between her legs and she could feel her arousal growing. It made her want to kiss someone. The sizzling energy dove into her body in one massive assault, causing her to squirm sensually, even as a small release came from between her legs.

When calm return, she was breathing hard. Isana was gently kissing and licking at her neck in a manner that was both comforting and clearly sexual. She was also panting along with Karin. When Karin opened her eyes, which she didn't remember closing; she too saw the auras. To her, Ayaka was like a hot fire on a winter night, blazing with life and seeping into the world around her. Sora's reached out to touch hers like a living wave of sunlight, and they intermingled for a moment, tasting each other, before she felt a tender pull that separated them. Then the sight went away like water running down a drain.

Both her sisters were watching her with warm, loving eyes. She could feel their caring for her. Karin wanted to rush over so Ayaka could wrap her older sister arms around her while Sora, who made her heart tingle even now, kissed her again with they passion they had discovered only hours before. A soft rush of wind against her cheek brought her back to normal thought.

"Welcome back," Isana teased in her ear. She was still touching her a little, but her hands were staying closer to her waist now. "That was pretty exciting!"

"Have you done this before?" Karin asked, calming down. She felt amazingly drained, even though she could feel her magic fizzling away inside her body like an eager puppy.

"Nope, you three are my first one," Isana chuckled, gently nudging for Karin to dismount now. "This is becoming a learning experience for me too! Now come on, I need to do Ayaka too."

"Mmm, okay," Karin groaned, rising to her feet.

 

*******

Ayaka breathed deeply and forced herself to relax as Karin stood and slowly made her way over on unsteady legs. Sora was still nestled in her arms; so she tenderly gave one long ear a single-finger caress, drawing out a tiny, pleased whimper and spoke.

"Sora, can I switch with Karin now? I need to get up now."

"Okay," Sora sighed, sitting back slowly onto her haunches. Ayaka gave her a soft kiss on the lips, and felt a flash of joy when Sora returned it for a moment. Then she was standing, and Karin was moving to sit behind Sora. Karin shared a smile with her, and then she crossed over to Isana. She recognized the state Isana was in, and her body responded instinctively to her arousal. Before she could do anything though, Isana chuckled and yanked her down by her arm, making her yelp and then laugh happily in surprise.

"That will come later, my new little kitten" Isana said pleasantly, making her flush at the endearment. Ayaka had fallen side-saddle, so she had to adjust a little to sit in the right position. Isana helped some, even if a hand did rub a little suggestively high inside her thigh. Once in place, Isana made no pretense about not feeling her up like she had with Karin and Sora. Ayaka really didn't mind though, not at all.

"Now, let us see what we have here," Isana said, her voice dropping again as she began working again. Something probed inside Ayaka, exploring her in a deeply way that she was completely at ease with. When the touch encountered that special place inside her mind and body, where she was aware of all the wonderful natural life surrounding her, Isana gasped. "Here we are indeed," Isana exclaimed softly, her hand giving a breast a gentle squeeze. "Ayaka, you have a beautiful gift inside you too."

Suddenly, it was as if a gate of some kind was thrust open inside her. All the vitality of the forest, of the entire world around her, was connected to her very being. It was spicing the air she breathed and filled the ground beneath her feet. Life and magical power were one and the same for her, shared by nature with like a blessing. With the gate opened, all that vigor flowed through her, exciting and enlivening her. It defined the word 'magical'.

She became aware of Isana's magic, enfolding her and caressing her like the lovers they were now. Ayaka's arousal flared anew, as she and Isana touched physically and magically, sharing their all with each other. Her sisters too were changed before her newly awakened eyes.  She could feel their life too and see it as flames of light. Through the nearly-infinite living connections of the world, her magic touched theirs and she tasted their auras and knowing them deeply. It was perhaps, one of the most intimate and special moments she'd ever experienced, only bested by her first love making with Isana.

"Is that...Ayaka?" Karin said softly, her voice a rasp. Both of the younger girls were staring at her in wonder.  She could see their magic in their eyes as they looked upon her. "I can feel her."

"So warm," Sora said, closing her eyes for a moment as if savoring the experiance.

Ayaka began to feel tired and hungry. Then a gentle, ephemeral awareness guided her mind into closing the Life-Gate. When it was shut, and she was once again just aware of a comforting blanket of life, she knew it was no longer locked to her. She could open it again at any time. But a sharp and not unpleasant nip of teeth jolted through her body from her right ear, slamming her solidly back into waking consciousness.

Before Ayaka could say anything at all, Karin and Sora were coming at them both in an excited rush. Sora won, climbing directly onto Ayaka which made Isana grunt from the added weight. Slim arms held her tight, even as she was aware of Karin hugging them all. The moment lasted for a bit, but it grew too much for poor Isana.

"Uhm, not to be the downer here, but I need to be able to feel my legs again soon," Isana laughed. They broke into laugher too, knowing they'd shared something wonderful this morning. Then they all slowly clambered to their feet, though Ayaka still had a cuddly Sora cradled inside her arms. Isana jiggled her legs to assist renewed blood flow and then stood as well. She gave them all a proud, if very aroused, smile and her tail was swishing happily. "Congrats! Now you are all officially witches!"

"That was so cool," Karin enthused, looking down at herself as if she could see the change wrought upon her. Then she looked up at Ayaka. "I felt yours Ayaka."

"It felt really nice, like your hugs," Sora added, making no move to end the current embrace.

"Ayaka is more unique than most," Isana said amusedly. "Explaining it right now would take a while, but I have to restate what I said a moment ago. Your magic is beautiful Ayaka."

"Thanks...I think," Ayaka replied, sharing a laden smile with Isana.  She wanted very badly to take care of the heat between her legs. Isana must have seen it because her smile became a knowing one.

"Girls, I know exactly how you are feeling right now," Isana said candidly. "Now that your magic is newly awake, you're going to have moments like this for a little while. It's a part of what I explained to you last night about being a witch. So, why don't we head back to the house and we can all wash up and well...cool down and enjoy it a little. I sure mean to."

Ayaka had to disengage herself from Sora for a moment to refold the blanket, and then she held the girl's hand as they walked back to the house. Karin saw and did the same with Isana, who was more than happy to have her close company. There was a definite air of sexual intimacy tying them together through their growing bonds and through their now awakened magical abilities. But Karin was still Karin, so they also enjoyed a bit of levity as she loosed her curiosity about Isana's magical equipment toolbox. It turned out it was only her magic emergency kit.

When they were back in the kitchen, Ayaka knew what she really wanted to do. After last night, she wanted to be grown-up about things and enjoy being with her new family and see saw no reason to by shy about her intentions. "Sora," she said, pausing their walk toward the upstairs. Sora looked up at her face, ears flicking in happy acknowledgment. "Would you like to take your shower with me?"

"A shower with you?" Sora flushed with excited wonder and lips curled cutely upward. "Really?!"

"Yes," Ayaka grinned. "We can have a little fun together. Sound good?"

"Yeah!" Sora nodded enthusiastically. Even though it was only a few hour now from her first time with Karin, Sora was just as interested as Ayaka was.  A few feet away from them, Karin gave Isana a hopeful look.

"That means you're with me," Isana laughed, playfully ruffling Karin's hair and then pulling her into a hug. "Go grab your stuff and meet me in my room. We'll have some fun too." Karin whooped happily and bounded up the stairs, dodging a swat from Isana at her bottom, who then followed behind her at a more sedate pace.

"Come one then," Ayaka tugged Sora back into motion and they too climbed upwards.

******

 

Since she'd woken up this morning and had sex for the very first time, Sora had discovering a love for Karin that felt wonderfully special inside her heart. Then she'd spent most of the rest of the morning tagging alongside Ayaka, who felt more like a caring older sister every minute. Ayaka had even helped her with her clothes. Now they were entering Ayaka's bathroom where they were going to shower together...as well as other things hopefully. Ayaka wanted to have sex with her and that was crazily thrilling.  She wanted it too.

"Here we are!" Ayaka chirruped as they walked into the green and white tiled room. It was lit cheerfully by wide, high windows. Ayaka's toiletries were laid out neatly on the marble counter in the vanity and toilet area. Sora finally let go of her sister's hand, feeling a renewed warming of anticipation between her skinny legs. She was very hot and damp down there, and Ayaka's smile before she stooped to retrieve a pair of fluffy pine-green towels from her cabinet stirred her up even further.

They walked into the bathing area, with its large, multi-person stone tub and the spacious, glass-walled shower cubical set into one corner. A tremor of nervousness appeared in Sora's heart. Would Ayaka be disappointed with her after Isana? Ayaka both looked and acted so much older than her, that it made her feel a little childish. But the worry evaporated when Ayaka stopped, turned, and smiled down into her eyes and her face said it all.  Ayaka was excited too, by her!

"Can I please undress you, Sora?" Ayaka asked politely with unhidden desire. She hung the towels on a shiny chromed rod mounted outside the shower door. Her motions were leisurely and sure, but Sora could see that she was breathing a little more quickly than normal. Smelling her maybe? She didn't know, but she could feel herself responding to it the older girl's open sexuality. It created a wonderful sense of heated anticipation.

"I don't mind," Sora accented quickly. She just wanted Ayaka's attentions soon, whatever it was. She wanted to feel and experience Ayaka's excitement for her and to show hers as well. Just like with Karin, she want to touch Ayaka badly.

Ayaka approached her again, this time taking her by the hips to hold her in place. Then Ayaka gently raised her face up a little with fingertips on her chin and kissed her. The kiss was amazing, with a smooth, fiery passion that stunned her young mind. Her bare, dirty toes curled form the sensory and emotional overload. Sora had to hold onto Ayaka's waist to keep from falling over, because she felt so nice and fuzzy inside her head. Karin's kisses had been slow and filled with a gentle, exploration as they earned about their new love. Ayaka's were no less loving, but they had an exhilarating heat behind it that. It hid nothing and told so much. Sora moaned and melted in the onslaught, happily opening her mouth to Ayaka's questing tongue and molding her body towards her sister's. For long minutes, their mouths made love with abandon.

"Oh my God!" she squeaked involuntarily when Ayaka finally relinquished her lips and gave her some mercy. Her hands held firmly onto Sora's round butt. Sora's eyes were wide now and her heart was beating like a drum solo. She also felt very wet inside her panties. It was like this morning all over again, but faster and harder. Sex with Ayaka was going to be a wholly different experience, and she wanted it even more now.

"Sorry, I'm a little hyped up," Ayaka said, sounding only a little chagrined, but also very much aroused from the slight burr in her voice. "Did I hurt you? Was it too much too quick?"

"Oh!" Sora shook her head emphatically, still reeling a little. Her puss felt drippy and hot, and her panties were uncomfortable. She wanted, needed, to be touched some more. "It was...exciting...and crazy. I didn't know kisses could be like that!"

"I think there are all kinds of kisses," Ayaka said, clearly pleased by the answer. At least her slowly groping hands on Sora's butt and her relaxed stance suggested she was. "I enjoy all your kisses too Sora, like those really nice ones you gave me in the woods. You're my amazing little sister and it makes me happy when you kiss me; it lets me know you love me too. So, kiss can say a lot of things."

"What did those ones just now mean?" Sora giggled, enjoying what Ayaka was making her feel. She wanted a lot more. It felt so good.

"It meant, my exciting little sis," Ayaka kissed her deeply again, with soft curls of cinnamon hair falling around their faces, "that I really want to get to know you better and you me. I'm so happy to be able to live with and to have you as a younger sister. I just wish I'd gotten to know you before now. I've clearly missed out."

Sora's heart thrummed again.  A few days ago her existence was barely even noticed in the orphanage, and when it was, she was just bullied or insulted. Now she very clearly had the attention of girls like Karin and Ayaka, and Isana too. This time it was her turn to rise up and kiss Ayaka, trying to return the passion from a moment ago.

Ayaka made a happy moaning noise into the kiss and then Sora felt hands roaming around her skirt. The catch was undone easily and the garment fell with a soft slapping sound to the floor. Her shirts were next, so they had to stop the kiss to let them pass over her head. Then Ayaka knelt down, and slowly drew her old, worn-out panties down her skinny legs. Sora eagerly stepped out of them, and was promptly pulled forward where Ayaka gave her belly-button a wet kiss while her hands went around and felt over the sensitive skin of her butt once more.

"You really shouldn't feel bad about being so cute," Ayaka sighed, rising again to her feet to look over Sora's naked body. "I think you look amazing as you are and I have no doubt you'll be even more so as you get older."

"Karin said the same thing," Sora replied with a laugh. She loved the way Karin and Ayaka looked at her.

"Smart girl," Ayaka agreed cheerfully. "Now it's my turn."

Ayaka stripped quickly and efficiently, tossing her clothes onto the same pile as Sora's. Like in the hot tub, when Sora first saw Ayaka naked, she felt awed. Halfway to being a woman, Ayaka was so beautiful Sora kind of wanted to just sit and stare at her for a while. Her pale skin looked soft, and she had actual curves to draw the eye. Just seeing her was thrilling and it filled Sora with desire.

 Ayaka was the type of girl Sora always heard boys talking about in school. But a big part of what drew Sora was how confidently Ayaka stood there with no clothes on, her arousal openly displayed for Sora to enjoy. She liked how she looked and wanted Sora to see all of her. Sora stepped towards her, hand rising in admiration to cup a warm, firmly-soft breast, hardening nipples teasing into her palms. It felt so fantastic and natural to do this and Ayaka's pleased sigh at being touched gladdened her.

"Me and Karin were wondering earlier if we could feel your boobs earlier," Sora said idly, her mind fuzzed a little by the sexual feelings filling her. She was actually touching Ayaka's boobs and they felt amazing! "We don't really have any yet."

"They'll show up eventually," Ayaka laughed gently, letting Sora have at her. "But go ahead and tell Karin that if she wants to touch mine, she can whenever she wants. I really like having them touched like your doing now. It feels amazingly good. But we really should get in the shower soon; it is what we came here for."

"Aww," Sora giggled, reluctantly dropping her hand.

"You can feel me up all you want in a minute," Ayaka chuckled delightedly. She turned around and opened the shower door, her smooth, pale back drawing Sora's gaze down to the cleft of her butt.  It spread a little when Ayaka leaned in to turn the control dials, exposing a small, tan hole and wet lips. Water gushed loudly from the big showerhead, and steam rose quickly. Ayaka crossed to the shower-room window and cracked it to allow fresh air in. She turned again and held out an inviting hand. Sora took it eagerly and let herself be drawn into the hot cascade.

"Ooh!" the water was hotter than Sora normally used, but it wasn't actually too uncomfortable.

"I can turn it down a little," Ayaka offered, noticing her exclamation with her usual care. They stood side-on in the spray, letting it soak them. Sora loved how the water seemed to caress down Ayaka's curves. Her upturned nipples were like little rock in the flow of a river that ran down her smooth belly and through the small patch of pubic hair.

"Its fine," Sora said, not wanting any more distractions. She was acclimating quickly anyways.

"Good!" Ayaka shifted slightly slightly, reaching for the bar of soap sitting on a wall shelf next to a bottle of shampoo. She pulled them both out of the shower stream and built up a thick lather in her hands. Then they were upon Sora. "Oh, Sora," Ayaka said a little breathily. "I've been wanting to touch you all day."

Sora instantly decided that she loved being washed by Ayaka. Her hands were strong and gently firm. They slithered down her arms, fingertips pressing just hard enough to tease her nerves, even going over her own hands. She felt a sensual quiver in her chest during that slow process, because Ayaka gently washed each digit of her hands individually with an exhilarating thoroughness. She'd had no idea something so simple as having another naked girl wash her hands, could be so stimulating. Sora was turned slightly after that and the hands massaged her tan-skinned back, over each bump of her spine, and then down towards her rounded bottom.

"Isana was right, you have a great butt," Ayaka laughed playfully from behind her. Sora twitched in sudden surprise from new sensations. Soapy fingers invaded her cleft, caressing her cheeks and around her dirty place. Ayaka noticed her reactions and deliberately kept at it. The biggest jolt came with a slender finger tip popped right into her.

"Ah!" A shock jolted right up Sora's spinal column, and also directly into her hotly soaked puss. "Ayaka, you're in my butthole!" she exclaimed, torn between wanting more of the strange stimulation and hoping Ayaka wasn't grossed out from being in that place. Why did her butt feel so electrifying?!

"I know I am, does it feel good?" Ayaka asked, the sexual purr was back in her voice.

"Uh...huh," Sora grunted sporadically, feeling the finger push in further in small thrusts. She was having sex with her butt, and liking it! "But it's dirty in there."

"Not any more its not!" Ayaka laughed deeply, using her other hand to give her butt cheeks a suggestive squeeze. "I'm cleaning it pretty good. I've only heard about doing this before, but once I saw your butt, I knew I had to touch it, and make it feel nice."

Ayaka eventually pulled the finger out. Sora felt its loss and wanted it back inside her. But that was a momentary sadness. Ayaka knelt behind her, slowly washing her way down each leg. Like with her hands, her feet were scrubbed in excruciatingly exciting detail. Each little toe was given Ayaka's full attention, sending trills of pleasure though Sora's immature body. It also helped that Ayaka began licking around the crack of her ass once the water had washed some of the soap off.

Then the hands went up her body again. Ayaka stood, pulling Sora back against her body so that her head rested back on a breast like a pillow. Sora turned her head a little, seeing a tan, upturned nipple next to her face. She wanted to touch it, and see what it felt like in her mouth. But Ayaka's hand slipped around her, caressing her front. Her own little bumps were eagerly played with and she giggled happily, feeling her nubs grow extra hard under the attention. Ayaka stayed on them for a long while, but Sora didn't complain because it felt really good.

"This is a much better way to take a shower," Ayaka sighed in her ear. Kisses graced along the side of her throat along with gentle love bites. "I love touching you so much, Sora. I love hugging you and being able to love on you so closely like this. I love you, little sister."

"Didn't you do it with Isana too?" Sora gasped out, enjoying the finger tips touching her torso and nipples. "You look at her differently now."

"Well," Ayaka's voice dropped a little deeper with open emotion, but her hands never ceased their ministrations. "Yes. Last night was the single most amazing thing I have ever felt. She makes me feel something strangely terrible and wonderful at the same time. I just don't want to say what it is yet, even though it makes me feel whole somehow. But I love you too Sora, and Karin as well. You're both my new, precious sisters. Now that I have you, I won't let you go anywhere."

A hand slid down painfully slow, right between Sora's open legs. She gasped out a joy filled cry at finally being touched there. "Ayaka!" her cry was raw and sexually laden.

"You had a nice time with Karin too, right?" Ayaka asked softly. Sora could barely on hear the words. Her entire being was focused on the slim finger that was just barely parting her juice-soaked pussy lips. It sent a shiver through her like a sexual earthquake of refined, torturous pleasure. All she could do was nod her head because all other control was gone. The finger withdrew and she was turned around and leaned gently back against a tile wall while her mind spun from so much unreleased sexual energy humming inside her.

"Let me try something nice on you," Ayaka said, green eyes shining.  She knelt once more with her face focusing on Sora's wanton sex. Sora just watched on in wonder as her older sister's face went between her legs. Something soft, hot, and wet lapped over her sensitive lips, sending a pleasurable quiver like never before through her nerves. Ayaka was licking her puss! She couldn't wait to try this herself. Karin would love it, because she certainly did.

Sora gasped and fidgeted against the wall, surrendering to the assault of Ayaka's ceaseless tongue upon her young, dripping puss.  Her tight lips were spread by gentle fingers, exposing sensitive pink insides to the attack.  The tongue even slipped a short way up inside of her hole, but a finger replaced it so that it could focus on her little fun bump, her clit. When she heard and felt Ayaka moaning into her puss, she noticed that Ayaka's other hand was rubbing between her own legs with abandon.

As her pleasure rose, Sora became aware of her magic moving again. It sang along her nerves, like a strange symphony.  It reached out from her, mingling with the powerful music and light of Ayaka's aura. They intermingled just as their bodies were joined in love-making. Finally the great crest came, and her body was thrown into beautiful agony, convulsing into a mind-wiping orgasm that roared through and around her. Ayaka joined her in it, peaking on her fingers. Magic exploded from them in an ephemeral blast.

In an instant, all of the water in the cubical, whether it be on the floor, their bodies, or coming out of the showerhead, shot straight up at the ceiling in one massive heave. The sound of the wet crash was deafening, pounding on their already overloaded senses.  Panic jolted through Sora, but everything snapped back into sharp focus when she found herself half-sitting onto Ayaka's kneeling legs, her lips trapped into an intense kiss with her sister. The magic surrounding them let go and water flooded down everywhere, soaking the entire bathroom. Then they were panting, their hands joined and fingers twined.

"That was sure something," Ayaka barked a tired laugh, hugging Sora close. Their naked skin was hot against each other. "I felt your magic this time Sora. It was inside me when we came. I tasted it like I tasted you. God, that was something amazing, awesome little sister."

"I think I need to sit down," Sora sighed, still trembling a little from the massive release. Her magic seemed calmer now inside her, as if content. Ayaka gently slid her down against the wall, and sat beside her, the shower still streaming away overhead. Ayaka's pale skin was very flushed and she was somehow even more beautiful that way. Sora had felt it too at the end, how they'd been joined physically and magically. She slid over so that she was in Ayaka's wet, naked lap and felt arms encircle her again. It was so good to be this way, just being held by a loving older sister, their bare bodies together. "What was that?" she asked eventually.

"An orgasm, I think," Ayaka chuckled pleasantly. One hand went away. Sora heard a soft click, and something that smelled nice, like herbs, dribbled onto her head. Her eyes closed as soothing fingers washed her hair and massaged her scalp. "That was something special though. We shared something nice, Sora."

"I liked it," she sighed contentedly. Her body was still tingling from the continued contact. "I want to do this a lot, with everyone."

"I'll be happy to have you with me anytime," Ayaka responded, she leaned Sora's head back and into the spray, rinsing the shampoo out. "I'd really like to sleep with you in my arms too. Do you want to wash me, or rest some more?"

Sora perked up at that and her hands itched. Ayaka chuckled again at her esponse and they slowly got back to their feet. Sora retrieved the soap from the floor and eagerly slicked up her hands. She quickly understood why Ayaka had enjoyed washing her so much. There was just something fun about the activity and she liked being able to feel everything about Ayaka's body. Her skin was so soft and supple. She even gave Ayaka's butt a cleaning like hers, which made them both giggle happily.

Sora was fascinated by Ayaka's slit too. The patch of hair above it was soft and curly on her fingers, and Ayaka made funny cooing sounds when she rubbed through it.  After she was done doing with Ayaka's legs, Sora realized excitedly that Ayaka was getting very aroused again. She had her eyes closed, was breathing deeply and slowly, her nipples were hard, and her slit still looked engorged and slightly open. Sora's hand went for it almost automatically.

Her fingers found the clit bump at the top and she stroked it as she'd learned with Karin. Ayaka arched her body in response, moaning nicely with near animalistic joy.  After only a few short minutes under Sora's stroking, Ayaka shuddered and threw her head back, a silent groan seeping out while their magic once again mingled and shared. Sora continued, watching in amazement as Ayaka roiled in the pleasure she was giving, and then another, bigger quake went through the older girl, a last blast of magic seeping out to wash over them. Ayaka's hand flew down and trapped hers in place, stilling Sora's fingers with both of them feeling the muscle spasms. Ayaka raised and kissed Sora's fingers gently with smiling lips.

"It was good?" Sora asked, feeling pride that she'd made Ayaka feel an orgasm multiple times. She loved that she was capable to doing something like this at all. Her magic too felt calmer, resting like an electric ball in a deep place inside, below her stomach.

"It was great," Ayaka said lovingly with a prolonged sigh, even more flushed than before with pink tinting her pale skin. Her breathing was slowly calming down, and she gazed at Sora with adoring eyes. "Can you help me wash my hair for? I think we've been in here a while and I need a sec before I can do anything. The others are probably waiting on us."

Sora was more than happy to do so. The hair was pretty thick while wet, so it was a bit of a job, but it was an enjoyable one. She especially liked how calm and contented Ayaka's face looked while she did it. The small smile gracing Ayaka's lips was for her alone. Then the shampoo was rinsed out and they were clean, relaxed, and happy.

Their clothes were of course, soaked, which made them both laugh in shared remembrance of that moment. Ayaka quickly hung them all from another rack to dry and procured fresh towels. They dried each other, and then they went into Ayaka's room, with Ayaka bringing along her hairbrush. While she wasn't quite as gentle as Isana, Sora very much enjoyed being groomed and brushed by her older sister.  Having someone else touching her in such a friendly and intimate way calmed her. Then she did Ayaka's hair, bringing back the soft, cinnamon cascade that she buried her face into for a moment when she was done, savoring the smell and feel of it once more.

"Now for clothes," Ayaka said, drawing them both over to her dresser. Sora was curious to see what she had in it. Ayaka slid open a drawer and spent almost no time at all searching before she pulled out a short, sky-blue halter dress made of a very light material. "Here!" Ayaka held the garment out to her. "This is way too small on me now, but I think it'll look good on you."

Sora took it enthusiastically, quickly pulling it up her body and slipping the neck strap on. When she let go, it settled and hung far to low at the top. If she moved at all, one of her little nipples would show, never mind what would happen if she bent over.

"Easily fixed," Ayaka tsked, stepping towards her. Deft fingers wove behind Sora's head. This time when the dress settled onto the tasteful bow on the strap, and it was just right, only showing a bit of skin on her upper chest. Sora looked down her body and saw it really was nice, much better than anything she owned. It was light and completely comfortable. She looked up into Ayaka's warm smile. "You like it?"

"Yeah!" Sora flung herself at Ayaka and they fell, giggling or laughing respectively, onto Ayaka's well-made bed. Sora clung to Ayaka, lying on top of her. Gentle hands caressed and tickled her ears. Not like Karin's adoring touch, but sending a message of comfort and thanks that she understood without words.

"If you guys ever want to borrow clothes from me, feel free to come and ask," Ayaka said.

Sora remembered that Ayaka was still naked, reminded by a turgid nipple rubbing against her. Reluctantly, she sat up and climbed back off of Ayaka and the bed. Ayaka was unhurried about getting up, once again showing that she was now comfortable with her nudity. It took her only a moment to slip on a dark shirt over a white tank top that settled with a new level of enticement over her breasts, and was perfectly presentable. A worn-in pair of jeans came next.

"Ready to go down and check on the others?" Ayaka asked once they were both dressed.

Sora was very ready. She missed Karin and Isana. So she nodded her answer and out they went. Ayaka went downstairs side-by-side with her, and Sora felt very comfortable having her there. They turned out of the main stairwell into the spacious living room, finding Isana lying on the couch in the shaded sunlight with Karin serenely napping in her arms, with one hand gently stroking along one of Karin's small wings. It was a beautifully peaceful scene and Sora made a note to remember about the wings. Isana's longer white hair was mixed together with Karin's wine-red, making for an interesting contrast since their faces were intimately close. 

Sora saw something in their faces. It was the same hint of something, like a glow, that she saw on Ayaka's face and on Karin's this morning.  She figured that meant they'd had fun too and were resting it off. Sora thought a nap might be nice.

"Welcome back you two," Isana said jokingly in soft tones, her hand rose up to slowly stroke Karin's hair in an affection manner that made her look very maternal. She caressed a soft cheek with one hand, and Karin stirred slowly, groaning a little at being disturbed from such a comfortable rest. Her eyes flickered open and Isana laughed lightly when their eyes met. Then she lookrf back up at them again, smile still there. "You guys made quite a ruckus. Karin here wanted to check on you, but I distracted her. Then we decided on a nap."

Sora felt her ears heat, but Ayaka guided her over to the other sofa and pulled her down into a close embrace that she couldn't help but sink back into. Once they were comfortable, Ayaka explained openly what happened. She didn't go into exact detail about the sex stuff, thankfully, but she described the feel of the magic flaring up perfectly. So much so that Sora shivered in remembrance, feeling her nipples harden again as her magic burbled from the memory.

"Don't worry about it," Isana chuckled when Ayaka was done. Karin looked more fully awake now, but she didn't budge from Isana's hold on her. "I expected your magic to interact somehow, because it's still trying to settle in and get to know you. I also knew that all of us were going to want sex badly, because that how things work with witches. It sounds like you had a lot of fun though. I know Karin and I did, it was one of the best baths I've had in years."

"Yeah, but it was tiring," Karin laughed, clearly enjoying Isana's idle touching. "Nothing weird happened with us though; we just had a nice bath...and you know."

"That is because I was shaping and controlling the interaction of our auras and directing the energies," Isana explained for them all. "With Sora and Ayaka both being new and untrained, their unstable magic found a random but generally benign purpose to expend itself on when it reacted to their powerful emotions. It made for an interesting event at least. I'm just happy you all enjoyed the experience."

"Sora is just that wonderful," Ayaka said, smiling. Sora melted deeper into the hug, feeling the simple truth in Ayaka's words. "Do we have plans for the afternoon?"

"Well," Isana said playfully, "I thought we'd go into town again today."

"Where in town?!" Karin asked, quickly stirring further from her languidness. 

"I noticed that none of you have very many things like clothes or personal items, so I thought we could remedy that. Plus we need a few other necessary things. Karin reminded me that none of you have hampers or trash cans for your rooms for instance. It'll take overnight at the minimum for your magic to settle, so I figured we could make a nice evening of it."

"We're getting new clothes!" Sora gasped, leaning forward in Ayaka's warm arms.

"Yep, its not like I'm anywhere close to short on money. Plus it'll be entertaining and useful at the same time," Isana explained.

Sora squirmed, eagerly looking up into Ayaka's green eyes. "Can you help me find nice stuff?"

"Of course I will," Ayaka agreed with proud, sisterly pleasure in her voice, expression, and touch. "It's what cool big sisters are for!"

"Me too Ayaka!" Karin enthused, raising a hand foe emphasis. "Please!"

"You too, Karin," Ayaka laughed in agreement. "I'm more than happy to help."

"Then let's go get into the truck and get started!" Isana announced excitedly, catching rising mood. "We'll have lunch and maybe dinner out too."

Ten minutes later, Sora was sitting in the backseat of the vehicle with Karin. Both of them were quite glad to be close to each other again, and Sora shared a few deep looks with her that filled her with that new, special warmth. Isana drove them out to the town with enthusiasm, Ayaka next to her and almost radiating her happiness with her aura. They all laughed and joked and talked as they rode along. It was insanely fun.

To Sora, they truly felt like her family already. None of them were related in the least, but she loved them anyways. And best of all, they loved her back, and each other too. For whatever reason she'd been blessed, she was thankful.