In Our Room

by T. Ann

We shared a room, my older sister and I. Twin beds with our small desk and chair between them. We shared the large dresser and the small walk-in closet. The room's walls were covered with movie posters and pictures of us and our friends. Our bulletin board over the desk was covered with thumb nails holding so much paper with notes and drawings that nothing else fit.

We weren't messy...but we weren't too neat either. I had the twin bed closest to the window and my sis was on the opposite side. Pushing things under the beds was our idea of a quick clean up whenever our mom was in one of her bad moods. So it was just an ordinary shared room...just like us.

I have to admit of us both, I was the one that was the trouble maker and I'd get in trouble often. My sis was a little more careful...even though she'd do stuff she never got caught...it was her talent. I was the one that usually faced being grounded and spent time in our room while everyone else was free to hang out and watch TV.

Ever since we were little, my sister, Amanda and I usually bathed together. Bubble bathes were our favorite and we'd sit in the bubbles and splash and laugh until the water in the tub got cold. We'd dry off and it was usually back to our room to listen to the radio and generally get ready for bed.

I am two years younger than my sister...so I always felt it was a little unfair that she'd get to do things that I couldn't. Like go to the movies with her friends, but she would always tell me about whatever movie she saw and always brought back something for me...usually popcorn or candy. We got along...sometimes we'd fight...but it was never over the top....and usually made up somehow.

When Amanda was around twelve,I noticed that she was beginning to get hair around her vagina when she was getting into the tub for a bubble bath with me. I wasted no time in teasing her about it. She blushed a bit, sat down into the bubble bath quickly,to cover up, I guess. She splashed my face with water and bubbles and said "Oh shut up, OK? It'll happen to you!" with a laugh in her voice...I splashed back and teased..."You're gonna have huge boobs like Aunt Carol!" This kind of banter went on for a while...it was just teasing and we both laughed at the semi insults we threw at each other. She teased me about my bubble butt and how I'll never get it into my jeans when I got older.

At some point...I moved my foot under the cover of the bubbles as my sister was using the wash cloth on her face. My idea was to try to pull on her pubs with my toes. Fiendish plan I thought as my left foot moved up between Amanda's open legs. I slowly pressed my foot against her...but instead of feeling hair...my big toe kind of pressed up on a very soft spot. Amanda reacted flinging the wash cloth at me, which missed, and with her eyes still tightly shut grabbed my foot and said, "HEEEEY! Stop it!" I pulled my foot away and busted out laughing.

Then Amanda moved her foot and went up between my legs and pressed up. I yelped and closed my legs around her foot...she wiggled her toes and my eyes popped wide open. "OH shyt!" I yelled. Amanda, while clenching her teeth, said.."See? See?" as she wiggled her toes fasted. The feeling that it gave me was a total surprise to me...it was abruptly interrupted when I swung my head back and the faucet hit the back of my head. I nursed a huge lump on my noggin the rest of that night. I'd hold my head with one hand and push Amanda with the other...she'd push back. "See? That's what you get!" That night laying in bed, I remember setting the pain of my injury aside and thinking of the sensation I felt when Amanda's toes wiggled against my vagina, and wondering if she felt that too when I pressed my foot against hers. I remember thinking..."I'm gonna have to ask her." I felt I had to cross my legs and lay on my side because I was feeling funny down there. I eventually fell asleep.

I believe it was a few days later on that week that no one was home except me. I had been watching TV and needed to use the bathroom. As I sat here peeing, I saw that the bottle of bubble bath was empty, I shook it, thinking "OH this sucks!" and tossed the bottle in the basket. It made me think of that sensation I had in the tub with my sister.

I went to back to the living room and turned the TV off. I went to our room and sat on my bed with the thought of wondering how to make that feeling happen again...being that no one was home...I thought to try to make it happen again by myself. I closed the door to our room, but not all the way. For some reason I instinctively knew that it would probably be best to try this and not get caught. I went into the walk-in closet, leaving the door slightly open as well...thinking...if any one gets home I'll hear the keys on the front door. Feeling confident in my precautions..I fumbled around in the semi dark of the closet; clearing enough space for me to lay down.

Once I had a comfortable space I sat there and thought back to the sensation...and the sensation I felt in my bed that night as well...the one that made me squeeze my thighs together. With a glance over my shoulder, out the closet door to my bedroom door, and hesitating long enough to hear only the quiet of the house, I laid down on my back, my ankles together and my knees slightly apart. I took the palm of my hand and pressed it between my legs, over my sweat pants. I pressed and moved it and closed my legs a bit. It was such a pleasant sensation. In a little bit, I pulled my sweat pants down to my knees and pressed my palm against my vagina over my undies. I noticed with less stuff between my hand and my vagina the feeling was even better. Soon my undies were down as well and my palm pressed against the outside of my new found sensation spot. I got up on one elbow and pressed and rubbed slowly...occasionally closing my thighs round my hand to apply pressure. It felt so nice. I loved the feeling. I don't remember how long I was doing this...but at some point I heard the front door being opened and I quickly stood up and pulled everything back up. I stepped out the closet and turned the radio on...low, to a rock station, I threw my handbag on the bed and spilled it's contents...so it would look like I had been organizing it. Feeling that my plan was working..I stepped out the room and helped my mom and sis bring in groceries from the van.

I was thinking that I'd have to try it again later. I couldn't get it out of my head how nice it felt. I wondered if it felt that way to my sister. I wondered if she pressed against hers Like I had just tried. I wanted to ask...but I was shy to ask at the same time. Then Amanda interrupted me asking..."Hey...why is your face so red?" I had no idea what to say. I looked in the van's side mirror and I was slightly flushed. I knew it must have been because of what I was doing in the closet, I remembered that my face felt hot. I just answered.."HEY that last bag was heavy and you didn't help me" (or something like that...it was lame...very lame) Amanda looked at me and shook her head saying something like..."yeah, right"

That night I waited and waited until I thought Amanda was asleep. I was sleepy myself but there had been this new weird feeling between my legs since being interrupted this afternoon. I looked over to my sister's bed trying to determine if she was asleep. I felt brave enough to slowly pull my PJ bottoms down to the top of my knees. I pressed one hand between my legs and up over my vagina. The PJs limited how far I could move my legs, but I made up my mind to keep going. Looking over to my sister's bed every once in a while, I started pressing and rubbing on the outside of my vagina as I had done that afternoon in the walk-in closet. This time knowing that it felt so good to do that. I quickly felt the sensation getting so good that I pressed a bit harder, using my palm more, concentrating on this spot that seemed to be where it felt the best. I rubbed with my palm, in a kind of mashing motion. The feeling was getting way better this time, I noticed that right away.

I looked over to my sister's bed one more time, then quietly got up on one elbow. I moved my legs under the covers until my PJs were around my ankles. The feeling was getting all my attention. I finally slid my hand under my panties going up the leg opening. I remember thinking noticing how sweaty my vagina was. I pressed with my palm, moving it back and forth. The sensation was out of this world. I was getting intense, I just could not stop and I didn't know why...but it was feeling better than before. I rubbed enjoying the feeling. I'd stop and start. I finally laid on my back and closed my thighs with my knees bent around my hand and I felt this little pulse which made me twitch and breath in. Then it was over...suddenly I felt so sensitive that I could not touch my vagina any more.

I laid there with my head spinning a little bit. It felt super nice. i was trying to understand that little pulse I felt. Suddenly it occurred to me that I better pull up my PJs. I quietly reached down and started pulling them back up under the covers. As i raised my hips to pull them into place I heard my sister say..."It feels crazy don't it?" I froze. I heard her kind of giggle. I didn't know what to say. She said "it's OK." I finished adjusting without saying anything. All I thought of saying was..."You better not tell.OK?" That's when Amanda leaned over from her bed and whispered "I won't tell..OK? I know about it."

I just could not look directly at her...and I felt lucky that it was dark in the room...I just blurted out what I had been thinking. "Do you know about it cause you do it too?" "Yeah,I do it too, a lot, more than you." she said. I looked over at her and she and I smiled at each other. Half embarrassed, half feeling relief, I said "OK...I won't tell either" to which she said "oh shut up and go to sleep now." I got comfortable and quickly drifted to sleep.

The next morning we both acted like nothing happened. I was real happy with that. The weekend wasn't over yet and we had to go to our grandma's house for our Sunday dinner. We went and had our usual good time. When we got back home, Amanda had to hurry and finish up some kind of homework that she had put off till the last minute. Mom was on her for waiting so long. I had everything ready for school and for once it was not me in trouble with Mom.

Amanda asked me to look in her backpack. I found a bottle of bubble bath. "OH COOL!" I said, waving it around next to my face. "Yeah. I took it from grandma's...she has so many." So I went off and started to fill the tub...just like another ordinary Sunday night.

I got naked in the bathroom and sat down in the tub. This time I sat away from the faucet. I leaned back and got comfy. After a little while the idea of touching myself under the bubbles dawned on me. I looked towards the half closed door and opened my knees apart. My palm moved over my vagina slowly like the other night. After a little while the sensation was making me feel so good I drifted along lost inside the tub that my eyes closed to concentrate on what I was feeling.

A while went by. I heard the door squeak open. I opened my eyes and stopped moving my hand, hoping it wasn't my mom, I looked up. Amanda was taking off her top. She closed the door and started taking off her jeans and undies.

She stood there naked for a second, and looked down at me sitting low inside the water of the tub...under all those bubbles. She leaned towards me and in a low voice asked me..."You're doing it right?" I didn't answer and just adjusted myself to sit up enough to give her room to get in the tub. She put one foot in the tub and repeated the question adding "It's OK..I know it feels crazy good and it's hard to stop doing it." One of her hands moved towards her vagina and draped it self over it. She sat down on the tub, straddling the tub, her legs opened, her vagina covered by her hand. I noticed she was moving her fingers over hers instead of her palm as I did. She sat into the tub opposite me and she kept her legs open...her knees showing a bit over the bubbles. I finally said..."Yeah I was just doing it before you got here." She said " Cool, yeah I figured that." I said "Shut up." and we both giggled knowing that we were sharing something secret.

It was obvious to me that after getting inside the tub with me that Amanda was still touching hers as she had been doing when she sat straddling the tub for that brief time earlier when she first came in. I moved my leg down between her legs...I couldn't contain the fiendish smile come across my face. My toe and contact with the back of her hand that was busy touching her vagina. We made eye contact when she felt my foot. She took my foot with both hands...one by the ankle the other guided my big toe. I felt this soft warm fleshy skin make contact with my big toe. "Wiggle it slow," my sis said to me. I did....slowly. She pressed it against herself and closed her eyes. Her shoulders raised a bit and her chin tucked down slightly. I was staring at her reaction.

My hand found its way to my vagina and I pressed my palm against it. There was no giggling going on...it was the quietest bath that we ever taken. We looked at each other...she winked. I felt her foot touch the back of my hand. I moved my hand out the way and Amanda pressed her foot against my vagina. I adjusted myself trying to open as wide as I could. Her toe rubbed on me and it glanced along the fold from top to bottom. She pressed in and I winced because she pressed on this spot that was so sensitive that I whispered "WOW" and moved off 2 the side. "Just press on it," I said "Just press against there. I press there with my palm and like I mash down on it."

My sis stopped...leaned towards the door to make sure it was closed all the way. She got out the tub and place her hand in the tub and went up my leg...finding my vagina waiting. Her fingers followed the outline and caressed it all along the outside. "There's another way to do that. Lemme show you." She moved my knees apart and her hand touched my vagina directly...she rubbed a bit on the outside and then moved one finger along my fold and pressed in. She found the spot that made my eye open and I shivered. I said..."it's sensitive there." " I know, its the best spot." she said. She slowly wiggled around that spot. I was amazed the sensation I felt.

Our mom shouted something that made us both jump. I guess we were taking too long or maybe it was because we were so quiet. We jumped up..my sis turned on the faucet and let in more warm water. She got close to my ear and said..."We'll keep on doing the rest of it in our room tonight." I looked up at her and I smiled because I was already looking forward to it. We stood up and dried off. I remember that she touched my butt at one point. I bent all the way over....she touched it again...this time with one finger pressing right up against my butt hole.. "Wooooo!" she screamed. The sensation caught me by surprise and I stood up right away laughing.

We settled down in our room. Amanda turned off the light...our mom popped in to say good night and shut the door. I put the radio on and turned to our favorite station. Amanda sat up on her bed...and motioned for me to get up out of my bed. I stood up next to her bed. She whispered "Lets wait a little while OK?" I nodded. She leaned over to me and tugged down on my PJ bottoms. "Take 'em off." She then pulled back her covers and showed me that she was already bottomless, holding the bottoms of her PJs up to me. I pulled off my PJ bottoms and undies and got under the cover in my bed. The feeling of wanting to touch was swimming all over my head.

I seemed like forever waiting. I opened my legs and started to palm my sweet spot. "Hey...are you starting?" I asked in a low voice to my sis. "Yeah a little bit. How about you?" she replied. "Yeah," I said She got up from her bed, quietly, and stood next to mine...she had taken off everything..."Quick, move over," she whispered.

She lay next to me and put her arm around me. I raised my head and lowered it onto her upper arm. "Here, open your knees real wide." I rested on knee on the far side of the mattress and the other on my sister's hip. "This is how I do it." she whispered into my ear and with that she started touching my tummy and worked her way to my vagina. She ran her fingers along the fold and started pressing in. "It feels all sweaty." I said to her. " yeah, it supposed to.".she replied She rubbed around gently...and found the spot that made me move a bit. She looked into my eyes and said softly "yeah, right there. That's the spot that I wiggle with my fingertips like this. Hold on to my hand." I put one of my hands over hers as she touched my vagina. We held hands with our free hands. The sensation was intense. My breathing became rapid. Her fingers wiggled and gained speed.

I clenched my butt muscles. "Close your eyes," Amanda said. I did...tightly. I felt this crazy intense feeling slowly creeping up. it was even more intense that when I pressed with my palm the night before. "Amanda...I feel like I might pee the bed," I whispered to her...barely able to even get through the sentence. The sensation felt so much like the feeling of getting ready to pee. There was this other sensation at the same time that something was building up. "It's OK, you won't pee." Amanda said reassuring me. Her fingers made circles and switched to side to side. the circles felt best. "The circles...do the circles" I managed to whisper and I glanced at her. "Yeah, yeah...OK.Shhhh." I nodded and griped her hand. I moved my hips..it was making me move. I felt my sister trying to press her vagina against my hip. I raised my hips off the bed just a bit and in an instant I felt these huge pulses. They were 3 or 4 of them. Not like like the small one I had felt before. my sister's rubbing made the pulses happen intensely. My eleven-year-old body had never felt anything like that before. It was so intense. It made me almost fold in half for a few seconds. There were a few pulses that were more faded and as they passed they became more and more faded. I was breathing deeply. It took me a few moments to gather myself up.

"HO SHYT Manda," I said..."WOW" She giggled "Insane, right?" "Yeah for real." I said. She sifted around in my bed. "Do the circles on me now." We switched up. I found her vagina was moist and the little bit of hair she had were so soft. She parted her knees and guided my hand...selecting two fingers for me to use. I was up on one elbow leaning over against her. I found the bumpy soft spot with her help. "Right there, do all the circles around right there." I started circling her spot the same way she had done to mine. Her hips started to move right away. I whispered into her ear "So like you do this a lot?" She half smiled and nodded "Yeah after you've been sleeping." was her reply.

She moved her hand under the hand I was using to touch and rub her vagina...over my hip...to my fleshy bubble butt cheek. She gripped my butt cheek and squeezed it. she'd pull on it gently and I would feel my butt hole getting exposed every time she pulled on my cheek. It was crazy. I kept doing the circles as best and a fast as I could. "Like that? That OK?" I would ask. "Yea..yeah keep goin don't stop" she would say. Then all of a sudden she closed her legs...her thighs pressed in...I pressed my finger against the spot I was making circles on. In a few seconds she totally relaxed. She looked over to me and winked. I had this big grin on my face.

That was how our little secret started. My sister and I masturbated often. Alone and with each other. As we got a little bit older and realized that not all sisters do this as we first thought....our play time became more secretive.

We moved on from just masturbation, to full lesbian activity by the time I was 13. We've stayed close over the years. Occasionally sneaking off to my apartment or hers to still do what we did when we were little. Neither one of us are the "hottie" type. We're not party girls. High school went on with the usual angst all teens feel. Each of us dated and feel in love. We were not porn queens or slutty. We were as ordinary as the room we shared. At one point we both thought all sister do this kind of thing. I'd just thought that it was about time I shared my experience.