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Archive name: Sis.txt
Authors name: Caesar
Story Title : Afternoon with the Sisters 

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The younger sister aggressively confronts her older and much more
reserved sister.
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by Caesar, copyright &copy 1996 1997, ed.

	A N O T H E R    K A T H Y    S T O R Y
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"And she liked to lick my clit while pushing a small four-inch
vibrator up my ass!"

"No!"

Both ladies took a sip of wine, and the elder brunette crossed her
long silk-covered legs again.  The blonde continued, "You haven't had
oral sex if you haven't felt this girl's tongue between your legs."
The younger woman enjoyed confronting her sister with blunt sexual
images, as it very much shocked the reserved older woman.

The elegantly-dressed brunette giggled almost girlishly, and to stifle
herself, she took another sip of wine.  "My God, I don't believe you
did that!  You were always the wild one but I never had even
thought..."

The blonde interrupted, "What?  You would not have thought that the
best sex of my life would come from an eighteen-year old-lesbian?"
She tossed her mane of straight hair.

The sound of silk rubbing as the brunette crossed her legs, attempting
to forget the tingling in her groin.  "Yes, I guess that's it.  Does
this mean you're a lesbian?"  She couldn't meet the other's eyes,
embarrassed at having asked the question.

The blonde laughed. "Lord no, Sheryl!  I can never get enough of my
husband's cock.  It's just that sex with that teenager was different
and very satisfying."

"Was it only the one time?"

"Yes, unfortunately.  I thought it would be too dangerous since the
faculty takes a dim view of instructors that have sex with one of
their students."  Sheryl nodded affirmatively, but still felt a little
lightheaded at the blunt images she had been presented.  "Though I
used to have fantasies about you when we were teenagers."  The blonde
covered her own embarrassment by bringing the long stem goblet up to
take another sip of the grape.

Sheryl felt her hands trembling but asked, "You're kidding, right,
Kathy?"

"No.  Of course, they were rather juvenile fantasies, but you were my
big sister, my idol.  I wanted very much to be like you then."  The
blonde never bothered to explain that those fantasies still existed
when she lay awake late at night.

"But you never said a word?"  Sheryl put down her wine goblet, feeling
a bit dizzy at the information she was forced to process as well as
the alcohol.

"What was I supposed to say, 'I think about licking your cunt'?"
Kathy always had a fouler mouth than her older sister.  "Or that I
used to lick my own fingers thinking the juices came from you?"

It was a bit too much to take all at once.  Sheryl hardly felt
prepared for her sister's blunt admission.  She tried to change the
subject.  "Did you ever have sex with another woman before your
student?"  Though the brunette would rather have steered the talk
completely away from sex - it was making her feel rather
uncomfortable.

"No.  I was too embarrassed."

It was Sheryl's turn to laugh.  "Too embarrassed?  You!"  The younger
of the two was always the wilder of the sisters, constantly having new
boyfriends, staying out to all hours, in trouble in school, let alone
the rumors of her sexual conquests with her numerous boyfriends and
even with groups of men.

"Yes, embarrassed" - Kathy became indignant - "that I would have
rather been spreading my legs for you than for that jerk
thirty-second-Bob!"  Bob had been her boyfriend for a quarter of her
senior year.

"Thirty-second..."  Sheryl laughed into her hand.  It was the first
she heard the nickname of her sister's old boyfriend.

After the elder sister finished giggling, the room became unnaturally
quiet.  Kathy finished her third glass of wine while Sheryl simply
looked down at the carpet.  Outside a bird fluttered near the window
causing the only sound, other than the gears of an antique clock in
the room.

Again, Sheryl crossed her legs, the sound of the silk almost
thunderous as it echoed about the high-walled room.  Kathy could not
help herself and stared again at the black silk-covered lower limbs of
her older siste, a look that the elder woman did not miss.

"Did you tell Darren?"  Kathy's husband.

The blonde shook her head - she hadn't told anyone except her sister.
"I'm not the crazy younger sister you thought, Sheryl."

"Evidently!"  Though Sheryl would have admitted that her younger
sister had stabilized very much since marrying her millwright husband.

"I did a lot of those crazy things just to see if you would notice
me."  Kathy scratched her two-centimeter nails along the thigh of her
tight jeans, the sound again loud in the large living room.

"You didn't have to do that."  Sheryl suddenly felt empathetic towards
her younger sister.  Always the crazy one that rarely left anything
alone.  What could she say?  "Why did you come here today, Kathy?"

The two had become distant friends after the loud shouts and tempers
of adolescence.  Yet other than holidays, the two siblings hadn't seen
each other outside of family functions for several years.  Sheryl's
husband, a partner in a successful law firm, didn't much care for his
wife's family.  Though he was on a trip to the capital and wasn't due
back for several weeks, Sheryl wondered, for the first time, if her
sister's surprise visit was merely coincidence.

For a long while Kathy simply sat scratching her thighs and licking
her lips.  When she finally spoke, she looked directly up into
Sheryl's blue eyes and whispered, "I want to make love to you."

Sheryl thought she had misheard something and snapped, "What?"

"After I had my first affair with a woman, I suddenly knew what I had
desired all those years ago."  Kathy was thirty-two years old, and her
sister three years older than her.  "I wanted to come here and see if
it was possible to enjoy a fantasy that I have had for almost twenty
years."  She had stopped breathing, watching for her sister's
reaction.

It was too much for the dignified Sheryl.  "This is some type of joke,
right, Kathy?"

"No, it's not.  I want to make love to you and let you know just how
much I have always desired you."

Sheryl uncrossed her legs, noticing her sister's quick glance down as
she pressed her own knees together.  No- one in her life, not even her
husband, had expressed such a thing to her.  Sure, she was pretty,
though she thought a bit on the thin side, her younger sister having
got all the sexy curves of the two.  The elder woman knew she had to
stop her sister's perversion, as she thought of it, as quickly as
possible.

Before she could speak up Kathy suddenly stood.  "The house is empty
until your son gets home tomorrow from his band trip, so we won't be
interrupted.  I'll be upstairs in your bedroom, Sheryl."  It was the
irritating, brash personality that always plagued the older woman, but
she couldn't say a word as she watched her sister's shapely ass sway
as she exited the room.  Kathy had come to a decision about her life
and she was going to get her own way unless her sister found she could
tell her that she just wasn't interested in a incestuous relationship
with any woman, and certainly not her own younger sister.  This
intrusion into her private life was unacceptable, and Sheryl was
nervous simply with her sister being in her house, let alone upstairs
in her private room.

The grandfather clock was the only noise in the large house, and the
longer she sat, the harder Sheryl's heart began to pump.  When finally
the tall woman stood, smoothing out her skirt, her embarrassment and
nervousness turned into another emotion - anger, an emotion the elder
sister understood, at least when it came to confronting her own
sister.  As it was when they were teens, it was often the best way to
handle Kathy.  She told herself the only reason she was going up the
stairs, to her own room, was to confront her sister and possibly throw
her out of her house until she had time to cool down.

Sheryl's three-inch black heels foretold of her arrival as she
aggressively approached her own bedroom.  Finding the door wide and
the bed readied, she didn't find her sister as she predicted.  It was
obvious Kathy had been here, closing the shades and lighting a candle,
but there was no sign of the obsessed woman.  Sheryl stalked through
the doorway of the master bedroom and stood staring at the newly
turned-down bed, anger clouding her senses.

Hands encircled her, trapping her arms against her sides.  Kathy
pressed her body behind her sister's, the full lips of the younger
woman quickly coming into contact with the sensitive skin of her
sister's neck.  Sheryl hadn't time to defend herself and simply gasped
out in surprise at Kathy's boldness.

The embrace only lasted a few seconds until Sheryl pulled out from her
sister's arms.  Kathy stood back and allowed her sister to view her.
She was so unlike the woman who sat downstairs - the younger woman was
not wearing an inch of clothing, her full natural beauty revealed
solely for her sister.

It was the first time Sheryl had seen her naked since their teens,
when Kathy often walked around nude or nearly so with her sister in
attendance, and she felt jealous at the younger woman's still firm and
toned body.  Her long blonde hair, untied, hung almost to her round
hips, while the white skin about her breasts and crotch told of the
hours under the sun in a very skimpy bikini, leaving the remainder of
her body a dark bronze colour.

Sheryl had not been so lucky with time.  Her slim, pale white, almost
boyish, frame was starting to wrinkle, sag, and otherwise become
rather soft in areas.  Looking directly at her siste'rs mature,
still-strong form was not like looking into the mirror.  A part of her
wondered why Kathy was even attracted to her, since she was definitely
not beautiful.  Perhaps she could be considered striking, as long as
she was dressed for cocktails and not in sexy lingerie.  Sheryl
realized she also felt jealousy at the teenager whom had enjoyed her
sister's beguiling body.

Kathy walked slowly over to the bed and crawled up into the middle of
it.  Sheryl stood stunned as her sister dropped her shoulders down and
spread her knees apart.  This presented a very graphic view of her own
sisters nearly- hairless vagina and asshole.  A part of her said run,
but she only stood watching as Kathy reached beneath herself and the
fingers began to manipulate the glistening folds of her vagina.

It was easily apparent that Kathy was excited - the general area about
her crotch and even her fingers quickly became coated with a shiny
thick liquid, evidence of her physical excitement.  As the seconds
turned into minutes, Sheryl realized her sister was getting very
excited, her body humping upon her own exploring fingers and her voice
echoing that enjoyment.  A river of female juice flowed from the sexy
blonde pussy.  It slid down her spread tanned thighs, it covered the
fingers, and collected into drops upon the kinky coarse blonde hair.
The elder sister felt hypnotized, and she could feel her mouth
practically watering.  Two fingers pumped in and out of the inviting
hole in time to the sexual rocking of her sister's body, causing
shivers to run randomly through Sheryl's thin frame.

Kathy started to moan into the bed, her face turned slightly to the
side, and her older sister could hear every word.  "Oh Sheryl!  God, I
love you.  Eat me, yes... eat me!"  At first the brunette thought the
words were for her ears, but soon realized Kathy was lost in her own
erotic mental fantasies.

The scream surprised the quivering standing woman, as her sister let
out a wail of pleasure and excitement.  This revealed the initial
stage of the large orgasm Kathy endured.  From half a dozen feet away,
Sheryl could see the contortions that her sister's muscles underwent.
She could see the grasping muscles of her sex as well as the claws her
fingers turned into.  It was the first time Sheryl had ever witnessed
a woman's orgasm - even her own were so rare that it had been years
since she had even heard or smelt the pleasure wafting through the
large room.

When Kathy finally collapsed, Sheryl realized she had been holding her
breath and let it out in a gasp.  It was the most erotic, most
blatantly sexual sight she had ever witnessed.  She also realized her
own body was sweaty and quivering uncontrollably.

Her younger sister dropped flat onto the bed, her legs still spread
and her body undergoing random spasms.  Sheryl took the few steps that
brought her to the edge of her own king-sized bed, merely a foot from
her sister's torso.  It was like another woman controlled her actions
- at least that is how she would later feel about this moment.
Perhaps it was simply inquisitiveness that caused her to reach out her
bejeweled hand and fingers towards that sweaty naked female.

The difference between the two female bodies had always been curves.
Kathy had them, Sheryl did not.  Since they had both developed into
women, those curves had nagged at Sheryl's consciousness and she
attempted to ignore her own anger towards whatever power that chose
the bodies they now owned.  So the first place that reaching quivering
hand touched was the round curve of Kathy's smooth ass.

When she felt her palm touch the hot wet skin, Sheryl jerked her hand
back as if the skin had burned her.  She may have anticipated
something stronger, some reaction from her sister or maybe some
internal climax to her own sexual hang-ups.  Yet, nothing happened.
She had simply touched another woman's skin.

Again the palm laid upon the whiteness of the bikini line, but didn't
pull back this time.  Sheryl watched her hand with a strange
remoteness, as if she were watching a television.  For several seconds
that thin, long-fingered hand simply lay upon the white skin before
she moved her fingers inward, grasping the round firm bottom.

That was when she felt the first emotion towards what her sister had
initiated, and it was desire, though she very much covered it up,
mostly from herself.

Kathy lay silent, her head facing the opposite direction as she felt
the hand moved about her bottom.  It grasped her firmly before moving
to another spot, again grasping.  She hadn't moved or even
acknowledged the touches, afraid that her sister would go back into
her mental hole and retreat from this encounter.  The younger sister
was determined to show her sister just how much she was loved, and how
desperately she was desired.  Kathy was already amazed at how far she
had gotten, surprised and pleased that Sheryl had not stormed out of
the room but stayed to watch as a voyeur to Kathy's self-pleasure.  It
had been for Sheryl that she masturbated, and the intense reaction she
enjoyed was because her older sister had been watching.

Another hand was placed on the opposite cheek, manipulating that
globe.  Sheryl watched, her teeth biting painfully into her bottom
lip, as her hands freely amused themselves with the round firm cheekss
of another woman.  They felt the familiar but alien skin, and the
older sister wanted more.

Kathy felt the hands part her bottom and tried not to moan in
pleasure.  Sheryl's own hot breath touched her damp skin, giving the
naked woman a cool chill that ran up her spine.  Her older sister was
bending over, looking between the crack of her ass.  It was kinky, it
was erotic, and Kathy thought it was better than any of her adolescent
fantasies of her sister that she ever imagined.

Sheryl started to wonder if her sister was unconscious, if the orgasm
had been so large that she had been knocked senseless for several
minutes.  It seemed inconceivable that such a thing could happen,
since she had not enjoyed such a tense moment, yet from the violence
of the spasms during her sister's climax thought it was plausible.  It
added a new, kinder element to her touches and she found her own sex
responding appropriately.

The breath stopped, and Kathy was about to groan loudly for the loss
of that simple pleasure until she felt the lips.

Again she kissed that naked white skin, just on the underside of
Kathy's buttocks.  Sheryl felt hot with her own fiery emotions, new
conflicting emotions, that caused her to press her red painted lips
again to the skin of her own sister.  Then Kathy groaned very loudly
and from deep within her body.  Sheryl froze, realizing Kathy had not
been unconscious but lay allowing the sinful touches of her big
sister.

Sheryl stood quickly and removed her hands from her sister.  That part
of her, that dignified and reserved woman inside her, returned.

"Sheryl?"

Again in the doorway, her back to her own room, the elder sister
rasped, "Yes?"  She had stopped at the sound of the blonde sister's
voice, but her intention was to leave this house as quickly as
possible.

"Don't leave.  Please."

It took several seconds before Sheryl answered, "I'm sorry, Kathy, I
must."  Still she couldn't take another step; a part of her wanted
very much to stay, to enjoy the relationship her own sister attempted
to seduce her with.

Then the arms again encircled her and the lips kissed the smooth skin
of her neck.  Sheryl's reserve couldn't hold out against her own mad
passions and she felt Kathy's hands turn her about.

The two mouths met in a open-lipped, passionate kiss that held little
but desire and love.  Sheryl groaned as Kathy's tongue speared slowly
past both sets of lips and the naked body pressed firmly against her
own clothed one.  Soon her own tongue explored and foiled with her
sister's, while her hands returned to that round firm bottom to clench
at it positively.

Sheryl's younger sister had other ideas.  She reached around and took
one of those thin hands and slid the hand down between them until it
rested above her love nest.  The younger woman knew she had only one
chance to seduce her sister, to engulf her with passion so deep that
she would not ever want to leave.  To do that, Kathy maneuvered the
hand until she felt a finger slide up into herself.  It was but the
first step.  Sheryl's reaction would be the second.

It startled Sheryl when she realized where her middle finger currently
was.  It was as deep as it would go inside Kathy's hot, wet vagina.
Her younger sister began to wiggle her hips and groan into her
sister's mouth while also moving her torso up and down against Sheryl.
The finger moved in and out of her body, and Sheryl was amazed at the
strange feeling of another woman.  Having only touched herself like
that so rarely, it was a very foreign feeling.

Kathy pulled her mouth from her sister and grasped her in a huge hug,
pressing her lips near Sheryl's ear.  She gasped out in pleasure as
she whispered, "It feels wonderful, Sheryl!  God, I want to make you
feel this good."  It was enough to urge the older woman on and she
began to move the digit firmly in and out of the clenching orifice.

"Use another finger, sis.  God, I love you!"

Sheryl did, her eyes closed, trying to picture it, what Kathy's vagina
would look like with two of her fingers pretending to be a cock and
attempting to fuck her.  The older woman realized she was enjoying
herself, that she wanted to continue to finger-fuck her own sister.
She also realized the energetic movements of her sister's naked body
against her own felt very good and she wanted more.

Again Kathy surprised and took the initiative from her sister,
reaching back to the single remaining hand and moving inwards.  Sheryl
felt her other hand being manipulated and could not wait to see what
her sexy sister had in mind.  She did not have long to wait, as
Sheryl's index finger pressed against the tiny hard muscle of Kathy's
anus.

"Put a finger in my ass, Sheryl!  I'll do anything for you, sis.  Just
fuck me in both holes."

The elder woman remembered her sister's words when they had been
seated pleasantly in the living room, how the teenage lesbian put a
vibrator up her ass while licking her.  For the first time, she knew
she was doing something her sister had not shared with that young
lesbian and she asked, "Did that slut do this to you, Kathy?"  She
purposely shoved the three fingers firmly into her sister's body to
reinforce her question.

"No... she never fingered me.  God, just fuck me senseless, sis!"

Kathy was very excited, but she was also hamming up her responses to
what her sister was doing to her.  It was indeed very exciting that
she finally had her fantasy companion with three fingers in her body.
Yet, the woman also knew that she wanted to seduce her sister and
ensure that the relationship lasted longer than one hand job.  So she
assumed that her sister would enjoy herself more if she saw just how
much her actions were effective in producing excitement.

"God, your such a slut Kathy."

The younger woman was humping herself against her sisters still
covered body, "Fuck yes.  I'm your slut, sis!"  Kathy was grinding,
and writhing her body about when finally she gasped, "I can't take it
any longer."  Then she began to lower herself before Sheryl.

When the three fingers were forced to pull from the wet slippery holes
between Kathy's legs, Sheryl realized what her sister was doing.  "No,
Kathy."  She reached for the younger woman's arms, to pull her back
up, but Kathy simply ignored her.

A hand lifted the front of her skirt and her sister's head disappeared
beneath it.  Just when her fear was about to cause her to run, Sheryl
felt lips kissing her panty-covered pussy and suddenly her knees
wanted to give out.  She groaned out the years of frustration as her
hands held the head before her.  "Oh, God!"

The clothing covering the one spot Kathy had always fantasized about
was saturated with Sheryl's spend.  She wanted to suck the juices from
the panty but forced herself to go slow by simply placing tender
kisses upon that sensitive mound.  It was enough to get a taste of her
sister's sex, and she was thrilled beyond words.  Kathy had to have
more.

Hands fumbled with the clasps holding the stockings up, and Sheryl
knew what was coming.  She knew she had to stop her sister, yet a part
of her needed this.  It had been years since her initial discovery of
her own body as a teenager since she felt so excited and free.

Fingers hooked themselves into either side of her tight panty and
worked their way down.  Sheryl placed her hands over her own eyes as
her sister helped her step out of her undergarment.  She never
resisted or helped when her sister pushed her skirt up to the hips,
exposing her naked loins.

Though she hid her eyes, Sheryl felt the gentle hands turning her
about and then guiding her to sit down on the edge of the bed.  Kathy
kissed her sister's brow before pressing her down until her back was
upon the soft sheet.  Nothing was said, nor was there anything to say.
Kathy knelt before her sister and placed a hand upon each silk-covered
knee.

Kathy felt dizzy with expectation and excitement.  This was too much -
her sister had been far more complacent than she would ever have ever
guessed or hoped.  Now was the last part of this episode as she
thought of it.  If her sister enjoyed what she was about to do to her,
then Kathy knew it would not be the end.

Sheryl groaned into her palms as the hands gently pried apart her
knees until they were almost parallel.  There was no waiting or time
to reconsider getting up to leave when a tongue slid all the way from
the edge of her asshole to the top of her clitoris.  She could not do
anything but groan and arch her back in pleasure.  It was not the
first tongue to sample that region, but it was the first in years.
She noticed the scent upon the fingers of the hand that had been
between Kathy's thighs, and felt an urge to taste them.  She did, both
hands lowered and she opened her mouth and slid a finger from each
hand into her mouth.

Kathy watched her sister and knew what she as doing; it thrilled her.
She took another lick, watching to see which touches her sister
enjoyed the most.  The younger woman wasn't about to stop until her
sister had her first orgasm by another woman.

The older woman started to arch her back and press her pelvis out to
meet the tongue that seduced her.  It was the most fabulous feeling of
her life, and she had never realized how much she had been missing by
not enjoying this part of her sexuality to the fullest during the
teenage years, when they shared the same house and their bodies had
been young and beautiful - if only they had tried this then.  Sheryl
mentally gasped.  Kathy moved over her sex with almost perverted
knowledge of every sensitive spot.  Gone were the scared and nervous
feelings or even the apprehension of being labeled with words like
"incest" or "lesbian".  Nothing mattered but the next lick that
accelerated her excitement and her enjoyment.

Hands grabbed at the head to try and hold it there, but two strong
hands came up and moved Sheryl's paws to the back of her knees.  She
never even realized what she was doing as she lifted her legs, using
her hands to hold her knees by her breasts.  She did realize the
tongue was now licking at more sensitive areas, randomly spearing into
the hungry vagina and teasing the puckered ass hole.

She looked positively sexy and Kathy could not take her eyes from her
older sister.  Sheryl was holding back her legs, exposing her midriff
region and allowing easier access to the talented tongue.  Her sister
still wore her black stockings, which ended mid-thigh, and the black
heels.  The long, slim legs looked wonderful and she ran her hands up
and down the length of them.

Kathy worshipped at the sex of her sister.  She could have made oral
love to her for hours.  Her own heel was beneath her kneeling form and
was pressed into her sex, giving herself something to grind her body
upon as she made love to the wet cunt before her.

Sheryl squealed and her body suddenly tightened, her vaginal muscles
clasping at her sister's tongue as the beginning stages of orgasm
began.  Her legs suddenly straightened out and pointed up into the air
as her sister Kathy moved her tongue up to the oversensitive clitoris
and earnestly worked upon it.

That was it.  Sheryl orgasmed beneath that unrelenting but pleasurable
tongue.  Her body thrashed about and her hands clawed at Kathy's hair
while her legs rotated in the air above her sister's head.  The sounds
of her pleasure were loud as she squealed and then groaned, then
finally she gasped incoherent words.  The orgasm was huge, possibly
her largest and most certainly her most satisfying.  Her mind went
into a pleasurable daze an she lay almost comatose upon the edge of
her bed.

Sheryl was only barely conscious of hands gently pulling off the
remainder of her clothing while leaving the stockings.  She did
realize she was rolled over upon her stomach and helped up onto the
middle of the bed, though it took a few seconds of recognition to
realize the tongue was teasing her raised bottom.  In her stupor she
simply groaned and arched her bum outwards, wanting to feel more of
the pleasurable touches that had given her so much enjoyment.

It was Kathy, of course, and Sheryl took a few seconds to come to that
conclusion.  Her younger sister had her rear cheeks pulled widely
apart and had her tongue pressed two centimeters into Sheryl's rectum.
The tongue went slow and gentle, but simply and firmly pressed forward
past the thick anal ring.

It disgusted and embarrassed the older sister, but she arched her
back, giving Kathy easier access to that part of her anatomy.  It
seemed to her that her mind and body were working against each other -
one wanted to keep propriety and be reserved while the other sought
out pleasure and orgasm, which it had been lacking for many years.
The pleasure was winning, and her body craved more.

The tongue began to move in and out of the relaxed hole, simulating a
small cock as it orally fucked the virgin entrance.  Sheryl gasped
out, "God, Kathy!"  She had wanted to tell her sister to stop, but was
surprised when the words didn't come out.  Then she felt the tip of a
finger feel around the entrance of her vagina and she realized what
was going to happen to her body.  She was going to get a finger fuck
just as she had given Kathy.

The entrance was very wet and allowed easy access to the digit.  Kathy
slid her index finger all the way into her sister.  Sheryl gasped in
surprised pleasure, not realizing how good that single finger felt
inside her sensitive folds.  The tongue and the imitation phallus
began to work unison as they fucked both of her holes simultaneously.

It took surprisingly little time before Sheryl again orgasmed.  It
wasn't near as large as the last, but almost as pleasurable.  It had
the same nasty aspects that plagued the older sister's mind, but they
were more easily overcome.  In fact, as the orgasmic high started to
descend she felt rather good.  She had just orgasmed with her own
sister's tongue in her ass, and that no longer bothered her - in fact,
it rather excited her senses.

Those familiar hands gently rotated her body and them moved her limbs
out so she lay completely spread.  Sheryl was not as brain dead as
with the first orgasm and simply lay with eyes closed, trusting in her
younger sister to give her more pleasure.

The sexy shapely body moved between the spread thighs and lowered
itself upon the tall thin woman.  Kathy pressed her very excited sex
to the now-familiar mound below her.  She held her sister's body and
moved her mouth next to Sheryl's ear.  "I love you, sis."

Sheryl smiled and replied with a whisper, "I love you, sis."  She also
came to the realization that she did indeed love her sister perhaps
more than siblings should.  She wrapped her arms about her sister and
giggled when she felt the friction upon her clitoris.

Kathy began to suck upon Sheryl's earlobe even while her hips began to
rotate, continuing the delicious friction of the two hot sex mounds.
This was how she often fantasized Sheryl and she would have sex, in
this masculine position with their two hairy mounds pressed together.
For years, when her sister sat across from her at the dinner table,
she imagined her sister's face as it was now - sweaty, tired and
smiling.  That look of a sexually content woman who had just felt the
pleasures of an orgasm was very exciting to Kathy, but mostly because
it was her sister's face that revealed that emotion, and she looked
that way because of the pleasure she had just delivered to her.

The elder sister began to slide back into sexual bliss as she wrapped
her long silk-clad legs around her sister's thin waist and began to
pump upwards.  The tender moment was quickly turning into a passionate
bump and grind as the two ladies strived for a orgasm.

The sweaty, hot, salty skin clung together as hands, lips, and tongues
slid about it.  The orgasm, another small one for Sheryl but a larger
fantasy-induced one for Kathy, was not long in coming.

When it was over, Kathy lay panting with exhaustion upon her sister.
Sheryl kissed the sweaty brow next to her head and whispered into her
younger sister's ear, "Relax, sis, sleep if you want."  The younger
woman held the thin body in a fierce possessive hug.  "I'm not going
anywhere!"  Sheryl assured her.  The hand squeezed the round firm
buttock confirmed her words.

Kathy suddenly relaxed, knowing that her fantasy had just become
reality.

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