Date: Fri, 15 Mar 2024 16:50:44 +0000 From: coffeefourtwo Subject: A Love Like Ours Chapter 6 All characters are fictional and high school age or older. Comments are welcome. If there is interest, I will continue the series. Please consider a donation, however small, to Nifty. "Harper, please . . please don't . . make me .. come again," I panted out between breaths. Harper released one of The Twins from her mouth and hissed, " I have my whole hand in your pussy. You will come, again." Both things Harper said were true. She was fisting me and I was about to come -- again. Her mouth returned to one of The Twin's and I'm not sure, but I think the other Twin cried out ever so faintly, "Is she ever going to stop?" Here was my dilemma. Harper made me come three times in rapid succession. This would be my fourth rapid-fire orgasm and she was intent I achieve it. I just wasn't sure how my body would handle so many orgasms in such a short amount of time. And then I made a major blunder. I looked at Harper to see her release one Twin from her mouth and all but gobble up the other while staring at me intently with those beautiful hazel eyes. Orgasm number four crashed into me with the force of a runaway freight train. My body seized up as sensation upon sensation roiled my body. It almost hurt, but it felt so good! Then my world went dark. I was coaxed back to the light when I heard Harper's angelic voice call my name. I was gulping for air with such intensity, were I at a hospital emergency room, I may very well have convinced the staff I was having an asthmatic attack. But while looking into those hazel eyes, air finally made it's way into my lungs. Harper looked at me adoringly, placing a tender kiss on my cheek. Looking into my eyes she said, "Fours your maximum limit. Mental note, made." I panted out, "You just .. wanted to see .. how many .. orgasms .. I could have?" "Knowledge is king, Zoe. Your maximum orgasm level is four, but when you passed out, I think it best to dial that back by one, at least when they are that close together." She smiled at me sweetly, patted my chest gently and said, "Good job!" Harper got out of our bed and went into the bathroom to shower. In a few hours, she would report for her first day on the job at the used bookstore. By the time Harper returned to our bed, my breathing was near normal. My body, however, still felt as though that proverbial train hit it five seconds ago. For a slender young woman, Harper is relentless in bed. And truth be told, I wouldn't have her any other way! As she lifted the bedsheet I had pulled up across my chest she asked, "How are The Twins?" They looked as though they had been in a battle, puffy and sore, looking a couple of shades pinker, but feeling oh, so good. After Harper inspected The Twins she said, " I'll have to be a little more gentle with them." Giving me a devious grin, she held her forefinger from her thumb so close, a sheet of paper may have slid between them. "Only just a little." She placed a quick peck on each of The Twins. Looking down at them adoringly and through a brilliant smile she said, "So cute!" Getting out of bed, Harper walked to the kitchen, but it would be nearly a half hour later before I could join her. When my strength returned, I left the bedroom to find Harper at the kitchen counter getting her breakfast ready. I wrapped my arms around her from behind as I pressed my chest into her back, drawing her tightly to me. If we hadn't already had sex, my breasts pressed into her back would have awakened The Twins, but now they were docile. After a moment, Harper turned to face me. I asked Harper softly, "Honey, in the bedroom, what was that all about?" Harper's facial expression went neutral as she looked down at my cleavage. I put my fingers under her chin, lifting her head gently. I said to her reassuringly, "I'm not upset, I just haven't seen you .. quite that aggressive in bed." After a few moments she whispered, "Andi and Maddie." When Harper looked at me, I knew I had to wait and give her time to sort out exactly what she wanted to say. She released me from our hug and walked to the sofa, sitting at the far end. I followed her, then sat directly beside her. After a few moments, the words finally came to her. "One night, I was talking with Maddie. She was telling me about the time they would spend together and there was one thing in particular she said that really hit home. She told me that for all the years they spent together, looking back, she couldn't believe how quickly time went by." Harper looked at me with an anxious expression. "I'm scared that will happen with us too. I don't want to look back and wish there were things we had done differently." What Harper was trying to express was beginning to make me realize why she had been so aggressive in bed. I began to rub her back softly. "So you wanted to see how much I could take, so we can live our sexual life to the fullest, so to speak?" Harper nodded her head hesitantly. I have to admit, I was touched by this. All Harper wanted to do, was make sure that when the horrible time came when death would separate us, whichever one of us was remaining would know we had loved each other with no regrets to look back on. Harper turned her head and gazed into my eyes. My Achilles heel, when it comes to Harper, is to look deeply into those beautiful hazel colored eyes. And then, I felt a throb shoot down from my heart to my sex. I placed my lips next to her ear and whispered, "In that case, my dear little sister, we need to find out what your maximum orgasm level is." Harper turned her head swiftly to me. A sly grin appeared on her face. We kissed each other as we walked to our bedroom. Lying on our bed, I began a relentless assault on Harper's pussy. In just a couple of minutes longer than the the time it took us to find out my maximum orgasm level, we found out together, with rapture, that Harper's maximum orgasm level is five! But after my assault on her pussy, and her creamy juices all over her and the bedsheets, Harper would have to shower a second time! And then start again on preparing her breakfast! I was scheduled to work the lunch shift the entire week, and I have to admit I was quite happy about this. We both would be getting off at five o'clock, with me having a walk of no more than fifty feet to our apartment, while Harper had a five block walk. It meant I would be home and waiting to greet her. I left our garage apartment to begin my shift at eleven o'clock. Just fifteen minutes into the shift, the early lunch crowd began to file in. About a half hour later, Harper dropped into the diner briefly to order two slices of carrot cake on her way to the bookstore. Something to hold her over until she got off work, she said, but from the size of the slices she ordered, any normal person would be stuffed until late evening. Two guys seated at a table I was waiting on, I guessed them to be about my age or perhaps a couple of years older, began to train their beady little eyes on Harper's glorious bosom, and body, as soon as she walked in. Although they didn't see me, I squinted my eyes at them in silent protest. Harper and I spoke, with me wishing her the best on her first day on the job. Veronica came over and wished her the same. As Harper walked out of the diner and down the sidewalk, clutching her beloved carrot cake close, my two burly customers continued their lustful gaze. Shaking my head, I walked up to the booth and asked, "Anything else I can get you, guys?" The one that looked like he could have gotten whiplash from trying to ogle Harper as she walked away, turned his head to me and said, "No, thanks." He paused for a moment. "I saw you two talking. You know her well?" "She's my sister." I replied crisply. "Is she seeing someone?" he asked with a smile on his face, as if he had a chance if she weren't. Looking up and through the window, I watched Harper walk gracefully away from us, my heart beginning to fill with warmth. Not taking my gaze off of that firm, round ass of her's I said, "Is she, ever!" I looked down at my two pathetic customers, from one to the other. "Sorry to be the bearer of bad news." I had taken only a couple of steps away from their booth to check on another couple, at a nearby table, when I heard one of them say, "With a body like that, whoever he is, he's one lucky bastard." In a most unladylike manner, I let out a snort of laughter. A few minutes before my shift ended, I had the line cook make one of the signature burgers at the diner. Think, 'The Whopper,' from McDonalds, only three times the size, along with two large orders of french fries. I also ordered two large chocolate shakes, about the consistency of soft serve ice cream. Harper would be in heaven just with the chocolate shake alone. My mission tonight, was to spoil Harper to no end. I knew she would be tired from her workday, and even though it was only five hours, I knew she would be tired simply because of the stress of the first day at a new job. At five o'clock, I was out of the diner with our dinner in hand. Once inside our apartment, I put the chocolate shakes into the freezer until Harper arrived. The rest of our meal I placed on the coffee table in front of the sofa. Walking into the bathroom, I washed my face at the sink, with Harper's lavender scented body wash. As I dried my face with a wash cloth, I heard the door open. Harper was home! I quickly walked out of the bathroom, to see Harper standing at the door with her eyes closed, her back leaning against it. I smiled and walked over to her, taking this lovely young lady into my arms. "You look tired, love," I cooed into her ear. She wrapped her arms around me, holding me close to her warm, soft body. "I've baby-sat four years olds, Zoe, but I really think they behave better than some adult customers that walked into the store today." I giggled and looked her in the eyes. "Welcome to the business world, honey," I said jokingly. Harper sniffed the air. "I smell burgers," she said excitedly. Taking her by the hand, I led her to the sofa. I pointed for her to sit at the end, then lifted her legs and turned them until she was in a semi-sitting position across the sofa. "Wait right there," I said, then went to retrieve the chocolate shakes from the freezer, along with a knife from the drawer to cut our burger. Handing Harper her shake, I sat beside her on the edge of the sofa, cut the burger and began to feed Harper as though she were an infant. "I'm spoiling you like this for the rest of the week, honey," I said as Harper took a bite of the burger with me following her and taking a bite from the same piece. For those that are put off by our doing this, may I gently remind you that Harper and I, during our brief time together, have exchanged our bodily fluids frequently and in copious amounts. The way I look at it, a little saliva exchanged between us while eating like this is a walk in the park. I fed Harper, alternating between bites of our burger and the french fries, while Harper held her chocolate shake, sucking the delicious drink through her straw, occasionally. I lifted a frie to her mouth. She looked at me warmly. "You're so good to me," she said softly, then opened wide, inviting the frie into her mouth. I gave her a gentle peck on the lips. "Thank me later," I said to her with a wink. When we finished eating, there was still one third of the burger left. Harper, uncharacteristically, could eat no more. I could see she was clearly worn out from the day at work. I leaned over and held her close to me. Occasionally we shared a light kiss, or a caress, or a glance. And then my little angel was asleep, half sitting, half lying across the sofa. I kissed her lightly on her forehead. Going into the bedroom, I reached into our dresser drawers, pulling out a throw blanket. I draped it across Harper's body, looking at her as she rested peacefully. About an hour later, I was sitting in the chair next to Harper, reading, when my phone chimed. The sound startled Harper, so I reached for her forearm and held it gently. Harper only looked at me and smiled. I had received a text from Maddie which read: 'If Harper is up for it, I have carrot cake ready.' I turned the display toward Harper. As she read it, her neutral expression turned to one of joy. She shrieked, threw the blanket off of her and hurried to the bathroom. I could hear the sound of Harper brushing her teeth. I shook my head, giggled and sent Maddie a return text. 'See you in a few minutes.' When Maddie took Harper into a hug, as we entered her house, I felt a sense of peace envelop me. To walk into a place where you are loved always has that effect on me. To see Maddie dote on Harper reinforces it. After Maddie gave me a hug, she cut two large slices of carrot cake for Harper, and a much smaller slice for me, as I had instructed. "How was your first day at work?" Maggie asked. Harper swallowed her cake and then proceeded to tell Maddie the good and the bad, mostly good, of her day. After she finished, she got back to the business of finishing off her cake. Maddie knew, at that point, that getting anything more out of my dear sister was next to impossible, so she turned her attention to me. "There's something I've been meaning to talk to you girls about. It's about the rent," Maddie said. I knew this day was coming. Maddie has rented the garage apartment for the last two years for a ridiculously low rate, and now it looked like today the rent would be going up. I began, "Maddie, really it's okay. I know how expensive things are getting. Don't feel bad at all being you have to raise the rent." Maddie looked at me, confusion etched amply on her face. After a few moments, her confusion turned to bemusement. "I can see how I started off that you would think that, Zoe, but I have something entirely different on my mind." Now I was the one that was confused. Maddie could see it as well. "I am not raising your rent, Zoe," Maddie began, "Instead, I have decided that from this day going forward, I am not going to charge you rent." The shrill sound of Harper's fork falling onto her plate filled the kitchen. I looked to see Harper staring at Maddie, her mouth open, full of carrot cake. I reached for Harper's hand and said softly, "Harper, close your mouth when you have food in it, honey. It is most unbecoming." Harper snapped her mouth shut. Maddie smiled adoringly at Harper and continued. "When we bought this place, the apartment was vacant. Andi and I decided to use that space as an office or to use it as a place one of us could go if we wanted a little privacy from each other particularly after an argument." "You and Andi had arguments?" Harper asked incredulously. Maddie's smile was soft and warm. "All couples will have arguments, dear. That's a given. It's how you deal with them that matters. Andi and I found that a time of separation was the best way to handle it. She often went up to the apartment for a little while. Then she would come back downstairs and we would talk about it." Maddie paused for a few moments as if in approving contemplation. Looking at Harper with a grin she said, "And besides, the make-up sex was to die for." Harper turned her head to me. "When we go back upstairs, Zoe, I want us to have an argument so I can see what this make-up sex is all about." She then turned her head to Maggie. "Can I come down here and wait after our argument?" Maddie and I laughed, but I think Harper was dead serious. I looked at Maddie and said, "Really Maddie, you don't have to do that. We will make out fine. I've done it for two years and now that Harper's here, with two incomes, we can easily handle the rent." "I don't doubt you can pay the rent. That's not what this is about," Maddie countered. "I'm doing this because I have grown to love you two girls as though you are my own. I can no longer bring myself to take rent from you. It was Andi's idea to rent out the apartment. She took care of the interviews, the collection of the rent, the maintenance. With Monica and you here now to help drive me around, I don't want, nor do I need the money." At this point, all I could do was walk over to Maddie and give her a long drawn out hug. Harper joined in and thanked Maddie, as did I. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked softly. That winsome expression graced her elegant face. "I should have done this a long time ago." Maddie turned to Harper. "And I have something for you, young lady." Maddie walked over to the counter, picking up an envelope. She handed it to Harper, who looked like a young girl on Christmas morning eagerly awaiting her gift. Once in her hand, Harper deftly opened the envelope, removing its contents. In her hand were two one hundred dollar bills. Harper's mouth was agape. "A little something to tide you over until you get your first paycheck," Maddie began. "You took the initiative when you saw that help wanted sign. I like that. Always remember this Harper, opportunities abound out there in this country. When you see it, don't just grasp at it. Reach out and grab hold of it as if you own it, and don't let go until you get what you want." In tears Harper said, "Thank you. It means a lot to me knowing that you believe in me." "Not only do I believe in you, I love you," Maddie said with a gentleness that touched me. Harper melted into Maddie's arms. I kissed the side of Maddie's face and thanked her for caring for my little sister. We stayed with Maddie for another hour. When we were about to walk out the kitchen to return to our apartment, Maddie called out, "Haven't you forgotten something, Harper?" Harper raised her hand and gently slapped her forehead. "Of course, I did," Harper said as she returned to the table. She lifted the plate containing the whole cake Maddie had baked and began to walk back to me. I saw Maddie turn a face. "Not quite what I had in mind, honey." Harper stood there for a moment, perplexed. And then finally, realization dawned on my little sister. She handed the plate to me, walked back to Maddie and gave her a bear hug, along with a kiss to the side of her face. "Much better, my little one," Maddie said affectionately." Harper giggled then joined me in walking back to our apartment. Harper went straight to the bathroom, while I wrapped the carrot cake. I put it in the refrigerator and was closing the door when I heard Harper ask sultrily, "Care to join me?" I whirled around to see Harper standing in the doorway to the bathroom wearing nothing but her glorious birthday suit, a seductive twinkle in her eyes. I could hear the water in the shower was already turned on. Like I was was going to say no! I walked over to her and when I was in her personal space, Harper left nothing to the imagination as to what she wanted to do. She pulled me to her and kissed me with a passion that nearly took my breath away. I wrapped my arms around her, allowing her to do with me whatever she wanted. I love submitting to my little sister! She took my hand and led me to the shower, the warm water already steaming up the mirror. Stepping into the shower Harper said, "On your knees." When I dropped as instructed, Harper lifted one leg and rested her foot on the shower wall, proudly displaying her beautifully shaved pussy to my face. I wrapped my hands behind her, clutching both butt cheeks. Pulling her ever so gently toward me, I buried my face in her pussy. Harper gasped as I sucked, licked, slurped and nibbled her pussy. The water cascaded over the both of us, but that was by no means a deterrent to eating out my little sister. After a few minutes, I could feel Harper's body begin to tremble ever so slightly. Her orgasm was near, and I doubled down to bring it to her as soon as possible. I looked up from my wondrous vantage point of eating her out, to see Harper staring down at me with those beautiful hazel eyes, her mouth agape. She said throatily, "You eat my pussy so good." She said between pants, "I'm going to call . . I'm going to . . start calling you . ." Harper didn't get to finish her sentence as she let out a deep growl. When she placed her hands on the back of my head and pulled me to her, I immediately sealed my mouth around her pussy. Harper let out a shrill scream and then her thick warm cream spewed into my mouth. Harper's screams continued as her wonderful creamy juices filled my mouth. But I didn't swallow. Instead, I whirled my tongue inside my mouth, delighting in the taste and creamy texture of my little sister's juices. Finally Harpers orgasm, along with her spewing cream, came to an end. While Harper panted and wheezed for air, I slid my tongue deep into her to coax out any remaining delectable bits. I stood, opening my mouth for Harper to see all of her juices, her eyes widening with lust. She placed the palms of her hands to the sides of my face and pulled me to her, our mouths locked in a searing kiss. My mind was in overload as Harper lapped up whatever cream she could from my mouth. I placed my pussy directly on Harper's thigh and began to hump my younger sister. I was quickly on the precipice of an orgasm when Harper wiped some of her cream off the side of my chin. With her nose scrunched and her eyes narrowed, she raised her hand to her mouth and slurped up her cream. Her remaining cream in my mouth, I swallowed in unison. The feel of her warm silky cream flowing luxuriously down my throat summoned my first orgasm. It was upon me and it was ruthless, my body shuddering as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through my body. Harper dipped her head and bit down on one of The Twins with a gentleness that was totally absent. This prompted orgasm number two, to make a spectacular appearance while orgasm number one was still visiting. With my body being stimulated beyond anything I had experienced before with Harper, she continued her assault on The Twins, slurping and licking excitedly between the two. After what seemed like minutes, our bodies finally came down from this monstrous assault. I held Harper close to me, and she responded in kind. Our breathing, in tandem, was ragged and short. Somehow we were able to clean up and dry off. I stepped out of the bathroom lethargically, as did Harper. Once in bed, I reached out for her. She scooted over, smiling wearily. Lying on my side, I placed my hand on the back of my little sister's head and guided her face gently to my full cleavage. We lie there wrapped warmly, safely in each other's arms. "Harper, in the shower you said there was something you were going to start calling me." Harper giggled half heartedly and said, "I'm going to start calling you my personal pussy licker." I gently kissed the top of her head. "Being that's what I've become, I can handle that," I said wearily, then closed my eyes. We were peacefully sleeping in moments. When I woke the next morning, my face was now resting in Harper's cleavage, which felt like two soft pillows. I'm not sure how we ended up in this position, but I was most certainly not about to complain. I shifted my head to see Harper looking at me. "Morning," she said to me sweetly. I replied by scooting up to her and placing a gentle peck on her lips. Looking at the clock, I was happy to see it was only eight o'clock. We still had at least an hour and a half before we would have to get ready for work. With only one bathroom, we have to organize our time well. I looked at Harper's naked body and a throb from out of nowhere shot down to my pussy. The Twins began to tingle and when I looked into Harper's eyes, I had to have her. Seductively I asked softly, "So, am I still your personal pussy licker?" Harper's eyes widened. My hand kneaded her breast, then I pinched her nipple causing her to gasp. I slid my hand down her body ever so slowly. "I'll be anything you want me to be," I whispered in her ear, my hand moving down an inch. "I'll be your little slut," my hand moved down another inch. "I'll be your little whore," my hand moving another inch, Harper breathing heavier. My finger was hovering over her clit when I said, "I'll even be your little bitch. I'll be all those things for you." With Harper's breath catching she looked me in the eyes and said, "All I want . . you to do . . is love me." "Good answer," I whispered as my finger came down on Harper's clit. I began rubbing it feverishly, then dropped my mouth to her breast engulfing one of her beautiful pink nipples. I slid two fingers into her and in just a few minutes, I was holding Harper close to me as she wailed and screamed while her orgasm had its way with her. Her juices spewed onto my hand and onto the bedsheets. I raised my hand, dripping with her juices, to my mouth, licking and savoring ever drop. Harper, of course, joined me. Harper wanted a light brunch at the diner before she went to work, so we walked out of our apartment together. As we walked in the diner, Harper was thrilled to see Maddie and Monica seated at a booth. Harper walked over and was immediately invited to join them. Turns out they were there for an early lunch, immediately followed by errands they were going to run. Veronica waited on them and I could hear Maddie insist, over Harper's objections, that they would pay for Harper's order. I began waiting on customers on the other side of the diner. I glanced every now and again at Harper, who somehow seemed to know when I was looking at her. When our eyes would meet, my heart seemed to beat a little faster. Without a doubt, I was falling down this bottomless pit of love with my little sister. The forty-five minutes Harper spent at the diner passed by far too quickly. It was time for her to leave and walk the five short blocks to the used bookstore. She came over, gave me a hug and walked out of the diner, taking a small piece of me with her. Watching her walk down the sidewalk, I heard Maddie call me over. "Zoe, you look like you just lost your best friend. What's wrong?" "Nothing . . I just . . " my words trailed off as I looked outside to see Harper slip from my sight. I turned to look at Maddie. Maddie, undoubtedly, understood what I was feeling. "It's okay, Zoe. It's called love. Now you better get to work before you get in trouble." The remainder of my shift was quite busy along with some very good tips from the customers. Funny how when I have a rough day at work, that night I count out my tips and all that anxiety is replaced by a smile on my face. At five o'clock, I was out of the diner and hurried over to Maddie's. She was going to give me her recipe for her spaghetti, which Harper loves. Knowing time was short before Harper got home, Maddie had prepared the spaghetti herself. She handed me the container of spaghetti along with a sheet of paper listing all the ingredients. As I scanned the list of ingredients, there was one thing that stood out, a packet of McCormick Spaghetti Mix Italian Style with Mushrooms. "That's it? That's what you add to the spaghetti?" I asked. "That's all I ever add. Brown your meat, add the sauce and the McCormick mix, along with some garlic bread and you have a delicious spaghetti. Oh, I almost forgot." Maddie hurried over to the counter and returned with a warm loaf of garlic French bread. Placing it in the bag with the spaghetti, I gave her a kiss and bolted out the door to see my sexy little sister walking across the diners back parking lot. Walking up to Harper I said, "Hey sexy, look what I have for us tonight." Harper looked into the bag, then inhaled deeply. "No way! Maddie's spaghetti?" I held up the sheet of paper with the ingredients list. "And I have the recipe. We have her recipe for the beef stew, which I love, and now we have the recipe for the spaghetti, which you love. Oh, and by the way, in the interest of full disclosure, Maddie made this one." As we turned to continue the short walk to our apartment, Harper laced her arm through mine. "That okay, I know when you make Maddie's spaghetti, it will be just as good as her's." Harper said confidently. While Harper washed up, I plated the spaghetti and cut the French bread. I poured us both a glass of wine and placed everything on the coffee table at the sofa. I seated Harper on the sofa in the same position as I had the night before. She giggled as I alternated between giving her bites of spaghetti and bites of French bread, then a sip of wine. I took bites of food and sips of wine here and there, but my aim was to tend to and spoil Harper, which I did. When we finished dinner, we talked about her day at work. Harper was getting along nicely setting up the eBay store, and she found she really enjoyed checking in the orders and stocking the shelves. This seemed to suit Priscilla who was now mainly working the cash register along with assisting customers who were looking for hard to find books. Harper's eyes suddenly widened. "Maddie's carrot cake from last night." she said excitedly and was about to pounce off the sofa. But I laid my hand gently on her chest, holding her in place. "That's what I'm here for this week, remember?" I said with raised eyebrows. Harper giggled. "Yes, ma'am." I cut her two slices approximately the same size Maddie does. A large glass of milk accompanied the cake. As fast as I got cake on the fork, Harper's mouth was open and ready for the bite. In no time, the cake, along with the milk were happily mingling in Harper's stomach. With as much sex as Harper and I had over the last twenty-four hours, tonight was not the night for a continuation. We did shower together and we did kiss romantically, but tonight we just wanted to enjoy being with each other, to hold each other close. Lying in bed with her warm and soft body firmly ensconced next to mine, makes me feel as though I'm wrapped in a cocoon, safe and protected by my little sister, from a sometimes overly cynical world. And tomorrow, Harper and I get to share our lives all over again!