Sisterly Arousal

I was asleep in bed when I felt a thumping on my shoulder and

quickly turned to see the cause. I squinted in the bright

morning sun and my sister, Gabriella, spoke, "Hey, get up...I'm

making breakfast."

I glanced up at the clock and noticed it was already noon. I

nodded to my sister that I was soon getting up and she began to

leave my room. She stopped at my door and said, "Mom and dad

went downtown for the day...we're supposed to make dinner, too."

I got out from bed as soon Gabby had left. I pulled some clothes

from the floor and went into the bathroom across from my room. I

washed up, got dressed and then went upfront to the kitchen.

Gabby greeted me, "I made pancakes, o.k? That's your juice..."

I picked up the glass and downed the orange drink in one large

slurp. I sat at the table and waited for my breakfast. Gabby

often makes breakfast for me when we are the only one's home.

As I sat and waited, the sun suddenly broke free and a blanket of

light shone through the blinds and drenched the room in a

comfortable, warm, wave of energy. I looked over to my sister

and noticed she was still in her nightgown. Gabby is very open

about herself around the family, especially me. It is not

unusual for her to be in her nightgown, however, she wore no

panties either. Her small breasts were clearly noticable behind

her faint blue nightgown. As the sun entered the room it was

also impossible to overlook her teasingly dark crotch from under

her nightie. She acted quite unstirred, and walked over to me

with my plate of food. At this distance I tried not to look too

obvious and therefore I didn't stare at her. She took a seat

next to me at the table and said, "It sure looks like a nice day,

huh?" I replied, still not looking, "Yeh, it's supposed to be

real hot." At one point during breakfast she yawned and stretched

her arms above her head. I glanced at her and peeked at her

pointy breasts against the soft fabric of her gown. I often

wondered if she purposefully displayed herself just for her, and

my, enjoyment. I began to think of her as quite a seductress...

and expositionist. She is my sister, but nonetheless, is

curiously sexy and it was hard for me not to think of her

gestures.

I finished my pancakes and took my dishes to the sink. I stopped

in the kitchen and spoke aloud, "I dunno what I'm gonna do today.

I think there's shopping happening later."

Gabby stood and walked from the room talking, "I'm gonna

shower...if Jen calls, tell her I'll call her back."

Gabby left for the shower and by the time I had gone in the back

to my room, I heard the water running. Though I knew it was wrong,

in my curious adolecence I couldn't help but notice my sister at

breakfast and now wanted to see more. After a painfully slow half

hour, the shower stopped and I made a plan. I went into the

bathroom across from my room where the hair dryer is kept. I

skillfully placed it far in the back under the sink. I knew my

sister always came out in a towel and figured as she bent down to

get the dryer, I could sneak a good view of her rear.

Soon, Gabby did come from the shower and, as expected, was in a

towel. Her towel was unusually small and barely covered her

body. In fact I could see the bend of her plump cheeks. I went

into my room, near the doorway, and waited innocently as Gabby

went for the dryer. Almost perfectly, she opened the sink doors

and searched for the dryer. Upon not seeing it initially, she

bent way forward and felt around for a good ten seconds before

finding the dryer. All the while, as she was bent forward, her

deliciously smooth skin appeared to me. I quickly turned away

just as she turned towards me.

I followed her in the corner of my eye as she went and sat in my

parents room to dry her hair in the mirror. I entered the room

and stood next to her looking for something on the counter in

front of her. I glanced down at her and noticed that her towel

fell in such a manner that exposed the very edges of her pubic

region. I wondered if she had purposefully laid it in such a

way. I was still at the mirror when she dropped her brush to the

floor. She bent from her chair and reached for it. As she did,

her towel completely fell away to expose her trimmed, dark and

bushy crotch. Gabby caught me looking at her and I quickly

removed my eyes. She said nothing about this, but rather spoke,

"Hey, do you know where the nail clippers are?" I remembered

they were in my room and I told her so. I then went to my room

to get them for her. However, as I began to bring them back to

her I was stopped because she was coming into my room to get them.

She took them from me and noticed that my computer was on. She

took a seat before the keyboard and asked what I was doing. I

told her I was just messing around, but she then began to play

with the mouse and started clicking on my folders.

By dreadful chance she opened my word processing folder in which

I recently placed an x-rated story I had just downloaded the

night before. I hoped she wouldn't notice the descriptive

filename, "SISTERS.TXT'. Unfortunately she did.

"What's this?", Gabby asked to my startlement.

I tried to play it off, "Oh, it's some stupid thing I got last

night...it's pretty dumb."

Sure enough, she clicked on it and in a few seconds the text was

at her disposal. It was very ironic because the story told of

how one sister secretly longed for the other and the sexual

actions that followed. She read for a few seconds and then

looked at me, "Oh...now I see why you use this so much." I had

no reply and she continued to read on. The story was very

explicit and I was very embarassed.

When she finally finished, she stood up from the chair and sat on

my bed. I noticed, even from under her towel, that her nipples

were erect from reading the story. Gabby softly asked, "Does

that turn you on?" I was quite startled and again tried to play

off the question. I stated my false position, "It's just some

stupid story...there's millions like it." My sis is quite wise

and did not accept my answer. She rose and approached me. She

stopped a few feet from me and almost whispered, "C'mon, you can

tell me...I'll tell you it turns me on....as you can tell," she

motioned at her aroused nipples. I was getting excited now and

wasn't sure how to react to my sister's questions. Gabby took a

stand and loudly asked, "Does that story turn you on....do I turn

you on like the sister in the story....do you wish you were

Beth?" Beth, was the lucky girl in the story. Again I didn't

answer any of her questions.

This is where my sister really got out of line and began her

enticement. She asked repeatedly if she turned me on, but this

time my horny sister peeled the towel from her chest. She held

her towel below her bosom and her small white tits stuck out at

me. They weren't much bigger than mine but gorgeous small breasts

like hers were lately the objects of many of my fantasies. I was

entranced by now and couldn't move...I simply watched in amazement.

Gabby began to fully seduce me and started talking dirty to me.

She looked down at herself and asked, "Do you like my little tits?

Don't lie...I've seen you stare at me.." I didn't answer even

though I wanted too. I just stood and watched. My sweet sis then

started to run her fingers along her bust, squeezing and tickling

her sweaty bosom. Gabby sensually spoke, "Do you like my tits?

How bout you come find out what they feel like." She still held

up the towel covering her body from her chest down. I didn't

approach her and I think she took this as a dare. It wasn't

meant in such a manner. My sister took a step closer and

whispered her heated breath in my ear, "Oh, I know what my sister

wants. You don't like my tits...how bout' my pussy, little

sister. I've seen you try to see my pussy, I should have known."

I couldn't argue for she was right, but actually I wanted both.

She took my hands and pushed them down towards her legs. I wasn't

thinking and soon I had so much desire for my sister....I couldn't

hold back, she was too beautiful. I felt the yarn of the towel on

my fingers and soon felt my sister's lips on my mouth. Her spicy

tongue began to stroke my teeth and tongue. When she finished her

kiss, I looked down and noticed she had since removed the towel.

Her pussy was very cute, it looked yummy. I had never seen another

vagina that was so beautiful, topped with luscious pubic hair. Her

black strands formed a tight bush atop her mounds. I looked at my

sis and didn't know what to do.

However, my sister said, "Well, c'mon my sexy sis, don't ya want

to taste your sister's wet, tangy pussy?" I did, but I also

still had some reservations about her being my sister. She did

not help to relief my decision and really turned up the heat.

Gabby began running her fingers through her black hairs. She

bent down slightly as her hand felt around between her legs and

popped into her slit. As she slid her sweaty finger into her

anatomy she tried to invite me, "C'mon...baby, I know you're my

sister, but don't you want to at least taste this pussy...I mean,

c'mon, just eat me and smell me. I know you want to." She was

very right, and in the moment, I couldn't help myself.

I slowly got nearer to her and fell to my knees. Gabby helped me

by easing her cunt to my mouth so I could enjoy myself. I was

very turned on with my sister's lips. I was close enough now to

suck her. She again persuaded, "That's it...look at it, its so

sweet I know you want to eat my pussy." With that push I closed

my eyes and drifted my tongue against her slick flesh. I wasn't

looking, but her skin was so hot and felt so good that I went

further. I could sense my tongue falling into the very hole of

her ecstacy. She tasted very salty, and her secretions flowed

profusely. I liked it. Every bit of girl cum that ran from her

was lapped up by my waiting mouth. I wanted her to orgasm

completely but I also didn't want anything to stop. I decided

to stand up but I let my fingers tease her glistening mounds.

My sister was very perverse now and said, "Good..you still have

some of my juice on your lips...lemme taste it." With that she

began to lick around my lips. She moaned as if she was slurping

from the bowl of the Gods. "Mmm, my turn...", Gabby whispered.

Her hand undid my skirt and slid it to my ankles. My swollen

labia breathed free and felt cool with the air conditioned

environment passing across the near drenched flesh. Gabby

stepped forward, grabbing my ass cheeks, and began to grind my

crotch between her legs. For a few moments our pussy lips

rippled against each other, hers continually brushing against my

clit. I never imagined that another girl could rub into me like

this and use her crotch to get me off. I was so young and this

was my first sexual experience with another person. I was more

turned on than any of my fantasies had ever provoked. The

stimulus was so intense that I was ready to cum. Gabby noticed

my face. Swiftly she fell to her knees and positioned her mouth

on my thighs, kissing and licking her way to my cunt as her

fingers found my clit and continued the pressure. My hips jerked

and I began to cum. Skillfully, she caught my river of juices as

they flowed slowly from my vagina. Why she wanted to taste my

cum, I don't know. Maybe for the same reason I wanted to taste

hers. She tried to kiss me soon after but I backed off, for I

didn't want to taste my own orgasm. But she kept pressing and I

finally leaned to kiss her near-dripping mouth. My lips slipped a

few times against hers but as I tasted my own fluid, my tongue

licked each salty drop of dew that covered her. Gabby spoke,

"That was nice...did you like my honey?" I quickly nodded to my

sister on her wonderful cunt. I asked her if she liked mine.

Replying, her hips went tight against mine and she said, "Don't

ever masturbate alone again, I'll taste you whenever you want."

Her voice was sweet but suddenly became demanding, "I expect the

same from you." I bit my lower lip and nodded. The force in her

voice made her sound like a very mature teen and it aroused me.

"And actually, you never did make me go all the way," she

continued, "Why don't you take a shower and meet me in my room in

about twenty minutes." I nodded again as she broke the embrace.

She walked to the door and turned, "Remember, we're all alone for

the rest of the day."

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