Date: Sun, 20 Apr 2014 04:27:33 -0700 (PDT) From: Open Minded Subject: Between Sisters - Chapter 2 Between Sisters - Chapter 2   This story contains underage sex between consenting girls. If any of this offends you please do not read any further. This story is meant for adult readers only. Please help keep Nifty free and donate. - - - - - - - - - - We didn't bring up the topic again and went on with life as if it never happened. I think that made it easier for both of us since lines were crossed that day. Easier may not be the best word, because honestly I thought about that day a lot. Mostly how good it had felt to be touched by her and how I secretly desired to do it again. When school ended that year, our parents rented a beach house with our Aunt and Uncle and our cousins. Our cousins were a few years younger, ages 8 and 10. The house was located beach front in a small quiet town. Upon arriving we all took a tour of the house to claim our rooms. The house was large with 4 bedrooms spread out on three levels. My parents took the master on the top level, our Aunt and Uncle and cousins took the 2 rooms on the second level and we had to settle for the small room on the first level next to the pool. "What do you think?" I asked my sister looking around the small room and noticing there was just one queen sized bed. Julie replied, "It's small, but at least it's close to the pool. And look, it has it's own bathroom." "Cool," I said smiling and strangely I started feeling aroused. "Let's get our stuff," Julie said. It was almost noon and we wasted little time unpacking and getting settled. We wanted to check out the pool before heading down to the beach. We had both brought a couple bathing suits and were trying to decide with one to wear. My sister held up her first choice, an all white combo with spaghetti straps. I nodded in disapproval, "You're still too pale for that one." "Agreed," she said as she undressed to put on the other one which had a light blue pattern and halter top. I couldn't help but stare as she took off her clothes. My sister has naturally olive skin. Her face is very refined with a structured jawline and thin lips. My chin is smaller and softer and my lips are much fuller. Staring at her I observed all our differences and similarities. My skin wasn't as dark and my hips hadn't filled out as much yet. Taking off her shirt and bra I watched as her breast rested softly against her torso. Each one a perfect tear drop with dark nipples arched slightly up. I envied the day my breast would grow like hers. My eyes moved down her tight tummy and past her dark mound and down her long legs. "Are you going to change?" She asked forcing me to break my gaze. Responding I said, "Of course. I'm going to wear this one today." Holding up my floral bikini. Undressing I sensed that her eyes were watching me too while she put her bathing suit on. Taking off my shirt and bra my pink nipples were embarrassingly erect protruding from my small breasts and when I removed my shorts and panties I felt the urge to pee. I quickly excused myself to the bathroom, grabbed my suit, and walked past my sister. Walking past a mirror I caught my sister watching my backside as I made my way to the bathroom. I felt my heart beating finishing my business and when I returned she was gone. She was already outside and our younger cousins were jumping into the pool. I joined her and we walked around checking everything out and when the adults came out we all made our way to the beach. It was a private beach and only a few families were scattered around. I was determined to get a tan and got comfortable on a towel beside my sister. We made small talk and eventually the topic of sharing a bed came up. "You don't mind that we have to share a bed?" I asked. "No, it looked big enough for both of us as long as you stay on your side," she said winking. What did she mean? I had been aroused since I saw our small room. All I could think about was how I had felt that day on the couch with her and how neither one of us had ever mentioned a word of it again. I had wanted to talk to her on several occasions but never could get the nerve up to do it or find the right time. I wondered often if she thought of that day. In my mind I knew it wasn't right and when I tried to reason with my feelings I would eventually conclude that it was something that we should never have done. It was societal taboo, unnatural, and something that I was having a hard time reckoning with. We were both on our stomachs and I kept glancing at her. I observed the spacing between her shoulder blades and how her lower back curved up to her perky behind. Maybe I had a crush. A crush on my sister? When she spoke I looked at her lips and watched as her beautiful eyes danced around. Yes, definitely a crush. But how does one process a crush on someone of the same sex, a sister. So many thoughts and no answers, just feelings. We spent the day at the beach and only went in briefly for lunch and had dinner outside on one of the decks. By night fall we were all tired, burnt, and ready to settle in early. Around 9:30 we dismissed ourselves and headed down to our room. We had already brushed our teeth and were changing into loose shirts and cotton panties when my sister asked if I could help rub some lotion on her red back. "I'll do yours too," she promised. Squirting the lotion on her back she squirmed as the cold lotion made contact with her hot skin. "Oh my, that's cold." "Sorry," I said. I rubbed it all over taking my time. "Can I have the left side of the bed?" She asked while I rubbed it in. "Yeah, I don't care. Okay, can you do my back now please?" I asked. "Sure. Turn around." She rubbed the cold lotion all over my back. Her hands were soft and I felt relief as the aloe cooled me off. Eventually her hands made there way around the sides and I felt her fingers brushing up against my breast. I don't think she meant too but I felt a tingling between my legs. She grabbed more lotion and began applying it to her chest and legs and handed it me to do the same. "I don't think I can wear a shirt to bed tonight. I'm too burnt," she said hopping into bed and pulling up the blankets. "I know what you mean," I responded deciding to not put my shirt on. We settled in and turned off the lights. The room wasn’t completely dark since the pool lights were just outside our window. "Good night," I said. "Good night Sarah." I lay there for what seemed like an eternity. I couldn't control my thoughts and my heart was beating fast when I heard my sister whisper. "Hey, are you sleeping?" "No," I responded. "I can't sleep," she said. "Me neither." "What are you thinking about?" She asked. "Nothing really. Just silly things." "Like what?" She asked with her face now facing mine as we looked at each other through the darkness. I couldn't possibly say what was really on my mind. How much I was aroused all day and how much I wanted her touch like we had done before. This only made my heart beat faster. Now sounding a little hesitant she asked, "That day on the couch?" "Maybe," I responded. "I guess we've never talked about it. I wanted to pretend it never happened," she admitted. "Me too," I whispered. "What are you thinking right now Sarah?" She asked. "I don't know, but my heart is beating really fast." "Mine too. Give me your hand," she responded. She placed my hand above her breast. I could feel her heart beating. Then she lowered my hand to her breast and my fingers brushed across her nipple. "It's okay Sarah," she said stopping her breathing for a moment. I felt a bolt of electricity shoot up my arm when I grabbed my sisters breast. "Julie?" "Yes?" She asked. "Should we be... I don't want to... I'm not sure." I couldn't find the right words. "Just hold me Sarah. Your hand feels nice." I began massaging her right breast with my left hand. It felt so full and soft in my hands and I could feel her nipple hardening. I couldn't believe I was touching her this way. We laid like that for a few minutes while I explored her breasts. Then she sat up. "Sit up. I want to touch you too," she said. We sat close facing each other and she reached out to touch one of my overly sensitive nipples. She softly brushed all her fingers around my puffy nipple as if she was going to pull my nipple and then repeated it several times while my nipples grew. My heart was beating even faster now and I released a soft moan. "Julie. What are we doing? Why are we doing this?" "Give me your hands," she replied. She placed both my hands on her breasts and grabbed both of my breasts. She placed her right leg next to me and moved closer. We continued feeling each others breasts and our breathing got faster. "Your breasts feel nice. Do you like how mine feel?" She asked. "Yes. They are much bigger." "I like yours just the way they are Sarah," she said. Her sensual touch felt so good. Exploring our breasts our nipples grew and mine only got more sensitive. "Come closer," she said pulling me towards her. Without saying another word she bent her head down and put her mouth around my nipple and began sucking on it. The feeling raised my arousal to another level. "Oh my god? What are you doing Julie?" Tenderly sucking she kissed my nipple a few times before sucking again. Whispering I said, "JULIE. We can't do this." "Sarah. It's too late. We are doing this." "But Julie. We're sisters," I said. She continued sucking me gently as I felt myself getting wet. "Do you want to try?" She asked. "I don't think so. I'm still not sure we should be..." She gently guided my head to one of her breast. Instinctively I opened my mouth and took in her hard nipple. I heard a soft gasp while I began sucking on her breast. It had the most amazing texture and I loved the shape of her nipple in my mouth. Why is my sisters boob in my mouth I thought? Why do I love it? Each time I sucked I pulled more of her breast in my mouth. After a few minutes of her moaning softly she pulled my head off her breast and said, "Sarah. Lay back." She laid me back on my pillow and positioned herself so she could suck my breast again. She kissed and teased my nipples. With her tongue gently licking my nipple she asked, "Are you okay with this?" For months now I had been dreaming of being with her. Not exactly like this but nonetheless it felt right. I quit resisting and tried to quiet my thoughts. "Yes Julie. I am.” I let my mind focus on the moment. Here I was with my beautiful sister sucking on my breasts. I trusted her more than anyone else in the world. The feeling was new and intense and most of all I felt pleasure. Somehow she knew exactly how to please me. Her tongue and mouth worked my small breast. I was moaning and breathing hard. At one point her mouth engulfed my entire breast. "Oh Julie." She continued sucking and massaging my other breast with her hand. I soon felt a tingling spreading through my body. Gasping and squirming I arched my back pushing my breast into her mouth and moaned, "Oh. Oh yes. Oh yes." "Sarah?" "Oh Julie. Don't stop," I said whispering afraid someone in the house would hear us. That's when my sister's hand let go of my right breast and found it's way down to my cotton panties. She placed her hand softly over panties feeling my vagina and I immediately felt a tingling sensation. She ran her fingers up and down both sides until her middle finger found my clit and she began rubbing it. "Oh. Oh. Julie your hand is on my… “ She didn't relent on her sucking and within seconds I exploded. Arching my back even more I pushed my breast into her face while I crossed my legs around her hand. "Oh yes. Oh yes. Oh. Oh yes. Yes. Yes." Aroused beyond belief I felt spasms of delight emanating from my body until I collapsed onto the pillow. "Holy shit Julie," I whispered. Letting go and moving up beside me she whispered, "I promise I didn't mean to touch you down there but I sensed you were so close and... well did you like it Sarah?." "It was amazing. But what now. What does this mean?" I asked, my heart still racing. "It means you have to do it to me. I want to feel the same thing." I was still very much aroused and any thoughts of doubt quickly slipped my mind. "Okay." She laid back and guided my head to her breast and I eagerly began sucking on it. I paused only long enough to ask if I was doing it right. "Yes. That feels really nice. Give me your hand." Reluctantly I let her guide my hand down to her mound. Rubbing her from the outside of her panties I could feel the moisture inside. She gasped as my fingers explored her vagina. Then unexpectedly she pulled her panties down exposing herself. "Touch me Sarah," she said softly. Again I placed my hand against her vagina but this time it was wet. I felt the same wave of electricity I had felt when I had first touched her breast. "Oh yes,” she moaned. My fingers found her labia and parted her lips as I slipped a finger inside to wet it. Then I ran my finger up to her clit and gently rubbed it. Her hips pushed up against my fingers as she raised her behind off the bed. She was moaning and panting and I listened to her body as I pleased her as best I knew how. After months of having a crush on her I was now doing things that were unimaginable just moments before. I continued sucking on her breast and rubbing until she pulled my face up close to hers. Screeching quietly she starred intently into my eyes, "Oh. Oh. Oh my god yes. Yes." Her body tensed up she started shaking. "Oh Sarah. Oh yes. Yes." I increased the speed of my hand until she let out her last moan. Starring at her I gently explored the rest of her vagina as her spasms died down. "Oh my god," she said. "I know," I replied. "We need to talk. But not tonight," she said. I pulled the blankets up and rested my head on her chest. Exhausted from the day we fell asleep this way. This was only the first night of our week long vacation.  :) erotic.love@yahoo.com