Date: Thu, 23 Aug 2018 22:10:32 -0700 From: Jojo Starr Subject: My Little Problem - Part 1 Author's note: This story is based on another story called "My Problem" by an author known as Anne. That story was found on the now-defunct site "Sisters in Love" and was written in more of a diary style. I basically took the story (which was a bit shorter than this) and made it my own, adding my own fantasies and fetishes, and included more sex scenes. :) But all credit goes to Anne, whoever she is, because I basically ripped off her entire premise. ;) In all fairness, I did try to contact her to get her permission to rewrite one of her stories, but the email came back as undeliverable, and that was over a year ago. So with that disclaimer out of the way, please enjoy my version of Anne's story, "My Problem." :) MY LITTLE PROBLEM What's the easiest way to say this? I guess just to be direct about it. My name is Allison Mitchell and I have a problem. Well, I guess I have multiple problems - who doesn't? - but one of them is significantly bigger than the others. And I'm not really sure how to solve it. So where to begin? I guess the easiest place to start would be to describe one of my other - admittedly pretty big - problems. It's a pretty easy one to admit to - in short, I'm horny. Like, really, really horny. Beyond normal teenage girl-level horny. I'm sixteen and I'm hornier than most guys I know. I just can't stop thinking about sex... it's constant. I seriously have a really hard time focusing on anything else in life. I would attribute it to my hormones, but it's also a little bit of circumstance, I suppose. I was nine when I first started touching myself, and quickly discovered that it felt amazing. I don't know if I have a super-sensitive clit, or what, but all I know is that I wanted to do it all the time. Of course, I was too young to have an orgasm, but that didn't stop me from wanting to touch and rub myself as often as possible. At the time I didn't see anything wrong with it, so I really didn't make much of an effort to hide it. I mean, I wouldn't go touching myself in the middle of a family get-together or anything, but let's just say my parents have caught me quite a few times. They weren't the type to punish me or make me feel shame about my body or anything, but they did let me know that it should be a very private thing and I shouldn't do it in front of other people. I followed that, for the most part. Whenever I had sleepovers with friends, I couldn't help but want to touch myself under my sleeping bag. Some of my friends thought I was weird for doing it, but more than a few giggled and actually did it with me. I don't know what it was, but there was something about laying in my sleeping bag, staring across at my friend, knowing we were both rubbing ourselves that gave me warm, fuzzy feelings all over. Those were some of my fondest memories, and by the time I was 12, I was regularly replaying them in my head as I touched myself or rubbed myself against things. That was another thing I loved to do. There were so many soft things in my room - my mattress, my pillows, stuffed animals, old piles of clothes - and I rubbed myself against them all. Well, humped them is probably more like it. I would stuff anything between my legs if it felt good and pump my hips against it over and over - God, it was amazing. But I'm digressing. Back to those thoughts I was replaying in my head about me looking at my friends while we rubbed ourselves. That felt so good to me. So one time when I was 12, rubbing myself in my room, thinking about one of my friends rubbing herself, that feeling between my legs kept getting stronger and stronger. It was kind of scary at first, but it felt so amazing I had to keep doing it. I kept going, rubbing faster and faster, and suddenly it felt like I had to pee, so I stopped in a panic. I didn't want to pee all over my bed, so I grabbed my pillow and put it between my legs, thinking I could wash it if I peed on it, and went back to rubbing myself. The feeling got really good again, and this time I kept going. I kept thinking about my friend Megan and the way she looked at me as she rubbed herself. I don't know what it was, but it just got me feeling so good. The feeling like I had to pee came back again, but this time I kept going. Everything got really intense as I was tensing my legs and arching my back and suddenly it felt like I exploded! I thrust my hips into the air and nearly screamed out, it felt so incredible! I was breathing heavily, gasping over and over as this feeling took hold of my body, making me shake all over. It was absolutely mind-blowing. After it was over, I realized I hadn't peed after all, even though my underwear was very, very wet. This was something else. Something much, much better. It wasn't long after that that I had my first sex-ed class at school, which was very eye-opening. I learned that what happened to me was an orgasm, and that it was the peak of sexual excitement. I also learned that what I was doing was called masturbation, and that it was relatively normal for girls my age. So I wasn't a freak after all! That sex-ed class was extremely liberating for me. After that, I wanted to learn anything and everything about sex and masturbation and female arousal. I read anything I could find on the subject and quickly became pretty well-versed in that great mysterious subject, as well as, of course, my own girly parts. I learned that there were two types of orgasms a girl could have - vaginal and clitoral, and I experimented until I had them both. It didn't take long. Vaginal was interesting, but I gotta say I definitely prefer clitoral. I also, of course, learned about anal sex and experimented with that too. I found that it could be fun if I was in the right mood, but I never put more than a finger up there. The more I researched, the more I realized there were things about me that were a little abnormal after all. While masturbation was normal, the frequency with which I did it really wasn't. I masturbated every day, sometimes multiple times a day, and even that rarely satisfied me. I just couldn't get enough of that orgasmic rush! There's simply nothing like it. I realized I must have a much higher sex drive than most girls out there. But I guess the biggest revelation for me was realizing that I thought about girls while doing it. All these books and studies wanted to label me a lesbian for doing that. I didn't really think of myself as a lesbian, but I rarely, if ever, thought about boys, so maybe that does make me a lesbian. Oh well. If that's what I am, that's what I am! There's nothing that gets me hotter - and wetter - than a sexy female body. They're just so beautiful - the soft skin, pretty hair, the sexy curves - especially the soft boobs and tight, round butts. I often have a hard time deciding which part of a girl I like best, and I love playing that game with myself. I do it every time I look at porn. Yes, I have a porn collection. A pretty big one, actually. What? I can't help it! For my fourteenth birthday, my parents got me a computer and I've been filling it up with porn ever since. There's so much lesbian porn out there! I had no idea! It's pretty awesome. Okay, I should point out that I don't ONLY use it for porn. Sometimes I read articles on sex too. I love learning about it! But as I went through puberty, I realized that most people were pretty discreet about sex. I also quickly realized that lesbians weren't entirely accepted so I figured I should keep that part to myself. Which meant I didn't have much opportunity to experiment with other people. Not that I really wanted to, anyway. I mean, sure, it would have been nice - well, fantastic, really - to be with someone, but I didn't want to do it just for the sake of doing it. Call me old-fashioned, but I want it to actually mean something when I do it. Yes, I said 'when.' I'm still a virgin. I guess you could say I'm saving myself, but not in the religious way. I'm saving myself for a really intense, intimate, emotional experience. I want the girl I do it with to mean something to me and I want to mean something to her. I want it to be someone special. And I guess that brings me back to my big problem in the first place. See, I already know who I want that person to be. I want... oh boy, here goes... I want to have sex with my little sister. I know, I know. I mean, I don't even know how it happened. Well, I do, but maybe I should clarify and explain a little further. You're probably thinking I'm a freak or something, but there are a few things you should know. First of all, my sister is stunningly beautiful. Like, absolutely gorgeous. She's only fourteen (two years younger than me), and has boys falling all over her. Her phone is, like, constantly ringing with boys trying to talk to her. And the thing is, she just blows them all off! It's like she doesn't even realize how beautiful she is. Or maybe she does and she's just having fun playing with them. Whatever, it's her deal. I guess I've always realized my sister - her name is Brittany - was super pretty. It's not like I'm jealous or anything... well not very often anyway. She can seriously look drop-dead gorgeous without even trying. Just a little bit of eyeliner and lip gloss, and if she so much as smiles at you, it practically knocks you to the floor. She's got the right features I guess - an adorable pixie-like face, soft, pouty lips, bright, sparkly eyes, and beautiful, soft sandy-blonde hair. She's always been cute, even as a little girl, but lately she's been blossoming into quite the little sex bomb - but with the innocent, unaffected demeanor. I think that's probably her best quality - that she's so humble and down-to-earth. She's the sweetest, most genuine person you'll ever meet. I guess Brittany and I have always been pretty close. Sure, we fight like any normal sisters do, but we never stay mad at each other for very long. We can talk to each other about just about anything... well, anything but my excessive masturbating habits that is. I'm pretty sure I've kept that pretty tightly under wraps, at least as far as she's concerned. Anyway, the bottom line is I think Brittany's pretty cool, and I know she thinks I'm pretty cool as well. When we were little, she always looked up to me and I was always the kind, nurturing older sister. Well, most of the time anyway. I don't know if she still looks up to me, but I suspect she does. I get pretty good grades in school, and she does too. When I told her what college I planned on going to, she said she wanted to go there too and that I should wait to go until she was old enough so we could live with each other. She's super sweet like that. Anyway, the moment that changed things for me was about two months ago. It was after dinner and I was in my room watching a really hot porn of two cute young girls rubbing up against each other completely naked, grinding their hips into each other as they made out. I'd seen it before and it was one of my favorites. I was super worked up and about to cum when there was a pounding at my door. I jumped up, startled, my impending orgasm completely ruined. "Allison Nicole Mitchell!" It was my mother. "You did not clear your place! Get out here and do it right now!" Shit! How could I have forgotten? I must've been so excited to come in here and watch this porn that I totally forgot to clean up after myself. "Okay, mom, just one sec..." I said, hoping that would buy me enough time to get off. "No, not one more sec! You get out here right now, young lady!" I sighed in frustration as I closed out all the windows on my computer and shut it down. My orgasm would have to wait. I gritted my teeth as I went out to the dining room and cleared my place. On the way, however, I passed the bathroom and could hear the shower running. Brittany must be in there, I thought. Then I started thinking about all the times I got off in the shower and how nice it would be to do that again. That's what I would do, I told myself. As soon as I cleaned up, I would jump in the shower and get myself off there. So once I was done, I went back up to the bathroom, noticing the water was off. My sexual energy was returning as I thought about how nice it would be to rub myself under all that warm, relaxing water. I knocked on the door. "Yeah?" came my sister's voice. "Hey, I need to take a shower," I said. "You done in there?" "No, I need a few more minutes," she said. I stood outside the bathroom door waiting, and for some reason, I got, like, ridiculously horny. Maybe it was because I didn't have anything else to do other than think about how awesome it was going to be getting off in the shower. I swear, she was taking longer than usual. I knocked again. "Come on, Brittany! I gotta pee too!" I said, hoping that would hurry her up. I heard her sigh. "Ugh, fine!" she said, and opened the door. She was standing in front of the mirror, her hair wet, a towel around her. I'd seen her like this a hundred times before, but something about right then made me see her in a different way. She looked really cute as she stared at herself in the mirror, brushing her hair. Something came over me and I had the urge to tickle her. So I came up behind her, reached out, and started tickling her sides furiously. "Aaaaahhh!" she screamed, trying to break free. "Staaaahhp! Alllieeeee!" She was now giggling uncontrollably. Brittany spun around and, even though her arms were tight at her sides, protecting herself from my onslaught, she attempted to fight back, reaching out and tickling me as well. We both started cracking up, and in all the commotion I hadn't realized how loose her towel had become. It came undone and started to fall from her body, but she caught it quickly, pressing it to herself. That wasn't about to stop me from tickling her though, and I continued my assault. "Allieeee! Pleeease! Noooo! HAHAHAHAA - STAAAAHP!" Brittany shrieked, desperately trying to hold her towel in place. But I didn't stop. Right then I must've hit her in a really sensitive spot because all at once her towel dropped to the floor, piled at her feet. She was suddenly standing completely naked before me and we both froze. I stared at her - her gorgeous, teardrop-shaped breasts with perfect pink nipples puffy and erect, probably from being exposed to the air. Her belly was tight and firm, and her beautiful little mound was closely trimmed, allowing me to see her puffy young lips. When I looked back up at her face, her mouth was open wide in shock. "Dammit, Allison!" she yelled and quickly bent down to pick up the towel. She was so flustered she didn't even bother wrapping it around herself before she stormed off toward her room. This, however, left me a great view of her tight, round butt, jiggling ever so slightly as she walked down the hallway. She disappeared into her room and slammed the door, leaving me standing in the bathroom doorway in shock, barely believing what I'd just seen. I had just seen my little sister naked. I hadn't seen her naked since we were probably 5 or 6. I kinda felt bad for continuing to tickle her after she begged me to stop, but I certainly didn't regret what I'd seen. Her body was practically perfect. I mean, I know she was 14 and all, but DAMN! I was used to looking at girls 18 or older in all the porn I watched. Brittany's body was tight and firm - much more so than any of the girls I saw in porn films. It was just so supple, so sexy. I couldn't get it out of my head. I slowly turned to close the door and got ready for my shower. I tried to shake off the vision of my sister's perfect naked body running through my head and tried to get back to those girls I was watching in that porno before my mom so rudely interrupted me. But no matter how much I thought of those girls in the porno, my sister kept coming back into my head. I had just never seen a body so smooth, so firm, so young and tight. Those small, firm breasts, that tight, round butt... and all that on top of my little sister's absolutely gorgeous face... wow. It just got me thinking about her in a whole new way. I couldn't help it. I was too horny and she kept appearing in my head. I told myself maybe just this once... It was weird and wrong, and I knew it, but I was just too worked up. Everything happened so quickly too. No one had to know I was thinking about her. It was just me in the shower, all by myself. And it would only be this once, I told myself. So I slipped my hand between my legs and thought about my little sister's body as I masturbated. And wow, what a cum I had! It was unlike anything I'd experienced before. My whole body tingled, my nipples felt so hard they hurt, and I came so hard my knees practically gave out on me! I had to hold myself up by pressing my hand against the wall and I was breathing so hard afterwards I saw stars. I couldn't remember the last time I came so hard. It was unbelievable! After I caught my breath I tried to reevaluate what had just happened. I had just seen my sister naked, and had gotten so horny that I masturbated while thinking about her. Not only that, but it had been one of the most powerful, mind-blowing orgasms I could ever remember having! What kind of freak was I?? I told myself to forget about it - that this was a one-time thing and I would move on and pretend it never happened. Only it wasn't that easy. That night as I was climbing into bed, I couldn't help but think about Brittany's body again and how powerful of a cum I'd had by thinking about it. It was enough to get me extremely horny all over again. Once again, I tried to push it out of my head. But as I lay in bed trying to sleep, I simply couldn't think about anything else. My body had gotten too hot and there was only one way to calm it down. I bit my lip as I pondered this dilemma. I know I said I was only going to do it once... but this was still the same day. I told myself that after today I wouldn't do it again. So after giving myself permission to do it one last time, I slid my hand down between my legs, closed my eyes, and pictured my little sister's naked body right in front of me. It didn't take long. I came fast and I came hard. Really hard. So hard I immediately fell asleep afterwards. You can probably guess what happened after that. I forgot completely about it and moved on with my life. Yeah right! You don't just 'move on' from feeling something that powerful and amazing. Those orgasms I had while thinking about my sister were so powerful I craved them. Desperately. From that point on, she was all I ever thought about. Even when I watched porn, I pretended Brittany was one of the girls. And after every time I came from thinking about her, I felt terrible and guilty, like I was some kind of freak. I hated feeling that way, so I decided to do a little bit of research. Just how messed up was I? Was I the only one who did this? Were girls who thought about their sisters considered the lowest scum to ever live? I had to know. So I went online and started searching terms like 'lesbian incest,' 'sister incest,' and 'lesbian sisters.' What I found absolutely shocked me. While this kind of thing was far from normal, there were, in fact, other girls who thought about their sisters sexually. Some even had sex with their own sisters! I couldn't believe it! I also found out that guys apparently find this kind of thing really hot, and there's a whole sub-genre of porn where guys try and do it with two sisters. But maybe the craziest (and coolest) thing I found was a website compiling a bunch of erotic stories dealing exclusively with incestuous relationships between sisters. I decided to click on one to see what it was about. And oh my God! It was SO HOT! It was about this sixteen year-old girl who was attracted to her 14 year-old sister - which of course I could clearly relate to. It detailed a series of really hot foreplay scenes where the two sisters have to sleep in the same bed togther on a family vacation, and the older girl gets so hot she ends up masturbating once she thinks her sister has fallen asleep. Eventually the younger sister wakes up and there's an awkward scene where the older girl confesses how she's attracted to her and all that, but the younger sister ends up attracted to her too and they have sex. It was so hot I got off twice. God, how I wish something like that would happen to me! Anyway, the whole site was like that. I read story after story, and they were all just as hot as that one. There was even a section with true stories in there! And another section with confessionals - like, girls who wrote confessions about being attracted to their sisters and what they would like to do to them. God, it was incredible! I was absolutely hooked. There was just something unbelievably erotic about two sisters being attracted to each other - something these stories really explored and I kind of knew instinctively. First of all it's girl-on-girl, which right away is super hot, but beyond that there's something about the intimacy between sisters that makes the attraction between them that much stronger and that much hotter. There's something about the way two people who have grown up together relate to each other that's incredibly powerful. There's just nothing stronger on the planet than the bond that sisters have with each other. And when that relationship turns from a sibling love to a romantic love and the sisters actually have sex with each other, it's nothing short of mind-blowing. The sex in these stories is just so passionate and intense because of that bond the characters already have with each other. There's just nothing more powerful or hotter than two sisters having sex with each other. Needless to say, I felt much, much better after researching this stuff. Apparently I wasn't as much of a freak as I thought. Which was good... but also bad. I mean, now there was no way in hell I was ever going to get rid of this problem. It only made me think about Brittany even more. It got to the point where I was reading those stories all the time, fantasizing about them being about me and Brittany. I also started trying to find if there was any actual porn out there with real sisters having sex. Turns out there is! God, the first time I saw something like that, I came almost as hard as I did the first time I thought about Brittany in the shower. It was unbelievably hot to see two girls who looked really alike kissing, touching each other, eating each other out, and even using strap-ons on each other. It was the hottest thing I had ever seen. So of course I was now filling my computer up with stories and videos of two sisters having sex with each other. It was the only thing I thought about anymore and the only thing I masturbated to. It was just too hot! I even started going through my yearbook, finding pictures of pairs of sisters that go to my school and masturbate while imagining them having sex with each other. This sister-incest thing was absolutely consuming my thoughts on every level. So naturally I thought about Brittany a lot. And I looked at her a lot. I wondered if she noticed, but it never seemed like it. And thank God it was summer. Because we had a pool and I used every opportunity I could to get my little sister into her bikini and go swimming. I really didn't care whether we went swimming or not, I just wanted to see my little sister's sexy young body in a bikini. It was the closest thing I could get to seeing her naked again. I don't even think she realized it, but I was able to get myself off every now and then while we were both taking a dip in the pool together. My favorite was when Brittany got out of the pool and laid down on the lawn chair to sun herself. She always had her eyes closed, and I just stayed in the pool, staring at that gorgeous body while I rubbed myself furiously underwater. I had several incredibly powerful cums that way. But after a few weeks of this, I noticed that my obsession with my sister started to affect our relationship. She started acting a little more distant around me and not saying as much. For a while I wondered if she suspected something - that maybe she was on to me. It started to worry me because the last thing I want is to push Brittany away. In fact, I really want her to get even closer! But I knew there was very little chance of that. I mean, what are the odds that she would even be attracted to girls, let alone her own big sister? It just wouldn't happen. But still. What if she found out I was attracted to her? Would she think I'm a freak? Would she stop talking to me forever? I don't think I'd be able to handle that. I had to think of a way of assuring her everything was okay... or at least finding out if she was okay with how I felt. But how the hell was I supposed to do that? After wracking my brain for several nights, I came up with something that could be either incredibly genius or incredibly stupid. I don't know if she knew how obsessed with sex I was, or that I was a chronic masturbator, but I suspected she did. I wanted to at least come clean about that so she would understand me a little better. But I didn't know how to tell her something like this - sex wasn't really a subject our family talked about much. And Brittany, even at fourteen, hadn't really shown much interest in the subject either. At least she hadn't said so around me. So I figured the best thing to do would be just to show her. I know, it was risky, but at least everything would be out on the table. I would find a way to have her 'catch' me masturbating. Now I know what you're thinking - that it could go very, very wrong. And that's certainly possible. But it would also appear to give her the upper hand. SHE would be the one walking in on ME. She would find out one of my darkest secrets and that would make me vulnerable in her eyes. She might even feel some sympathy for me. At least, I hoped. I decided I had to try it. Even if it didn't work, I could at least go on with my life knowing I'd tried. So one evening when my parents went out to dinner and my sister and I had the house to ourselves, I decided to implement my plan. My parents had just left and Brittany was watching one of her shows on TV. It was only a half hour long, so I didn't have much time. As soon as my parents left, I ran to her room, found her CD collection, and grabbed her three favorite CDs - Katy Perry, Taylor Swift, and Arianna Grande. Then I quickly ran back to my room, closed the door, put her CDs in my desk, and sat in my computer chair, clicking around for my favorite porn movies. I stripped down to my panties and slipped my hand inside them, rubbing myself softly and idly while I watched some of my favorite lesbian porn, getting myself worked up, but not too worked up. I did this for about 20 minutes - more than enough time to get myself off, but I didn't want to rush things. Soon I heard my sister's footsteps come down the hall. She was heading to her room. I picked up the pace, rubbing myself harder and faster, and skipped to one of the hot parts of the video, where two girls were going at it pretty hard and fast. (And of course I imagined that one of them was Brittany!) I knew she would be coming to harass me any minute. But minutes came and went, and still no Brittany. The hot scene had passed, so I skipped to another one. I kept myself on edge the whole time, just waiting. Suddenly I heard Brittany yell out my name. This was it! I bit my lip and rubbed myself even faster, bringing myself even closer to the edge. Suddenly my sister was pounding on my door with her fist. "Allison! Did you take my CDs? Answer me!" she yelled. But I didn't answer. I was too close to cumming. Just then she swung the door wide open. "Alli-" she stopped, staring at me with my hand in my panties, rubbing furiously. I looked up at her and, oh God, I couldn't help it. I came right there, looking at my sister's face. My face twisted up and I began to gasp and tremble, shaking all over as I came. My God it was hot. My sister was watching me and I was cumming. Right in front of her. My eyes rolled back in my head as I convulsed in a hot, powerful orgasm, and when I opened my eyes, she was gone. The rest of the day we didn't really say much to each other. I thought my plan had backfired and I was in a worse position now than I was before. The next day after that she went out with some of her friends and I didn't really see much of her that day either. I was beginning to think she was avoiding me. I was starting to regret what I'd done, but I didn't want to kick myself too much. I still felt a deep connection with Brittany and I still thought about her often. It wasn't until that night at dinner when she even seemed to acknowledge me. At first it was a little weird. Like we would make eye contact and she would look away really quick. And then, as I was at the sink pouring myself a glass of water, Brittany came up behind me with her own glass. She just stood there while I filled up my glass, trying not to look at me. I felt like maybe I should say something, but she beat me to it. "Did you see the way dad made the potatoes?" she asked. I practically had to do a double-take. Was my sister actually talking to me? "Uh... n-no, why?" I stammered. "He put way too much sour cream on them. He knows I hate sour cream," Brittany said. I looked over at her and she didn't look mad. She just looked like she wanted to commiserate over something. "Oh," I said. "Yeah, that sucks." "Totally," she said. "I liked the way you made them last week a lot better." I looked back at her. She was half smiling with a little... was it a sparkle in her eye? Where did that come from? "Oh... really? Thanks," I said. I had almost forgotten that I made dinner last week. I turned back to finish filling my glass, but I still felt her eyes on me. I have to say, it was a little weird. So I looked back at her. She just kept looking at me as if nothing was out of the ordinary. "You should make dinner more often, you know. You're really good at it," she said, and gave me a little bump with her hips. I looked at her in shock, but she was just smiling sweetly and then turned to head back to the table. What was that??? It was the first exchange I'd had with my sister in over 24 hours, and suddenly she was being super sweet to me and complimenting me! And what was up with that hip-bump? It was so playful and almost... flirty? No, come on. That's ridiculous. Why the hell would she be doing flirty things with me? Snap out of it, Allison! I got my plate and sat down at the table, eating with my family. It was a normal dinner in every other aspect, apart from the fact that my heart was beating a little faster than usual as I tried to piece together what my sister had done back there. And every time my eyes caught hers across the table, she seemed... I dunno, she seemed like she was giving me a look. It was really weird! I couldn't figure it out. And then at one point, Brittany said something that made my dad laugh, and she started giggling too. I looked over at her, and she looked at me. And I felt it. I don't know what it was, but I felt it hard and strong. Just... the way she was looking at me. It was powerful and intense. She held my gaze and just stared at me like she knew what she was doing to me. My heart nearly pounded out of my chest and my whole body felt tingly and energized. I also realized that I was instantly wet. Seeping into my panties. Soaking them. That had never happened so quickly. And just from one glance from my sister. Throughout the course of dinner, we met each other's gaze several more times, and each time it made me shudder. Each time our eyes locked, more fluids seeped into my panties, to the point where I was concerned it would start staining my shorts. When I shifted in my chair, I even caught a whiff of my scent wafting up from between my legs. I got worried that if this kept up, soon everyone at the table would be smelling me! This only meant one thing - that when dinner was over, I had to get to my room as soon as possible and relieve this incredible tension. So as soon as my parents got up from their chairs, I rushed to collect the plates and put them on the counter. My parents were already in the living room, settling in for their evening TV shows, and I was stuck in the kitchen with my sister. I was so horny I could hardly stand it. I had absolutely no idea about what to say to her, so to avoid any awkward conversation, I just kept to my task of putting the dishes in the dishwasher and focused on making a beeline to my room. But Brittany was too quick. She caught me off-guard. "Hey, um..." she said casually as I busied myself around the kitchen. "Wanna go swimming tomorrow?" My heart rose to my throat and I nearly dropped the dish I was holding as I tried to collect myself. I took a deep breath, hoping Brittany didn't notice. Swimming? Brittany never suggested going swimming. It was always me who suggested it. Was I missing something here? Was something going on that I hadn't noticed? I had to shake that off. She asked me a question. Did I want to go swimming with her? Hell yes I did! It meant spending time with her and it also meant seeing her in a bikini! There was no way I would miss it! "Um... s-sure, yeah. Sounds good," I stammered, trying to sound as casual as possible. "Okay, cool!" Brittany chirped and bounded off to her room. I was still reeling from her suggestion. Nevertheless, I watched her go, bouncing off down the hallway, her cute little body swaying beautifully as she practically skipped. I swallowed dryly. My God, she was sexy. I quickly put away the rest of the dishes and made a mad dash for my room. I closed my door, threw myself on my bed, and fumbled quickly with my shorts, unbuttoning them and shoving them down with my panties in one push. Immediately, my heavy aroma hit me like a ton of bricks. I could also see that the entire crotch panel of my panties was wet with my juices. I cupped my hand over my sex and it was instantly coated with my juices, as I was apparently leaking like a faucet. I gasped as I began to rub myself and closed my eyes, picturing that look my sister gave me across the table. I imagined she was right here in the room with me, looking at me that way, as I touched myself. My body tingled, I gasped, and my legs clamped around my hand tight as I came faster than I ever expected to, shuddering and trembling violently as I ground the heel of my hand into my sopping wet sex. I had four orgasms in a row, each one hitting hard and fast, causing me to run out of breath just as my fifth one was approaching. I shoved my hand against myself as tight as I could and pushed out that fifth orgasm, my lungs completely deprived of oxygen. After I stopped shuddering, I collapsed back onto my bed, gasping in deep, heavy breaths of air, filling my lungs over and over again as I recovered. It was the last thing I remembered. I woke up about an hour before sunrise. My mouth was dry and there was a stale funk in the air. As I came to, I began to recall last night's events. I've had a lot of powerful cums in my life, but that one was definitely near the top. I slowly sat up, realizing I had no pants on. I felt something cool and damp under my butt and when I scooted back, I was shocked to see a good-sized stain on my bed. Wow! Did that all come from me?! I leaned down to smell it. Yep! It was definitely me! I put my hand between my legs and could feel dried cum all over my crotch and thighs. I bit my lip as I replayed the events in my head that led up to that incredibly powerful cum. The looks my sister was giving me across the dinner table... our upcoming swim date today... I sighed deeply as I felt my temperature begin to rise and my sex slowly stir to life. I really had the urge to masturbate again, but I also really wanted to be hot and on edge when I saw Brittany in her bikini later. So I decided to hold off on the jilling. I decided to use the opportunity to shower instead, before anyone else got up. I also remembered my sister's comment about my cooking, so I decided to make breakfast for everyone. After my shower, I got dressed and wandered into the still empty kitchen. As I grilled up the eggs and bacon, everyone slowly began to filter out, surprised and impressed by my initiative. Brittany, of course, looked radiant as ever that morning. As we ate breakfast, my parents informed us that they'd be going out shopping for a while that day, leaving me and Brittany in charge of the house. I felt a twist in my stomach as it filled with butterflies. Brittany and me - alone for most of the day. I couldn't wait! Breakfast was just as hot and exciting as dinner last night, as Brittany continued to play eye games with me. At first I was thinking maybe it was all in my head, but the way she looked at me coupled with a little hidden smile confirmed that she was definitely doing this for real - whatever 'this' was. Mom and dad left not long after breakfast and Brittany and I were alone. Brittany was in the living room and I was in the kitchen. Butterflies swam all over my stomach, twisting it in knots. I took a deep breath and decided to go see her. My heart was pounding as I walked into the room. Brittany looked up at me, expressionless. "Hey," she said. "Hey," I said back. "Sooo..." she said, "Wanna go swimming now?" My heart thumped heavier in my chest. I couldn't believe she was suggesting it already! I glanced quickly at the clock. "It's not even eleven o'clock yet," I said, not that that mattered one bit. "So?" she said, almost challenging me. "I wanna swim. You gonna come?" I swallowed dryly. Hell yes I was gonna come - very likely in both senses of the word! "Okay," I said, trying not to sound too excited. "Kay, I'm gonna go change," she said. "Meet you at the pool." I swallowed again and my heart felt like it did a backflip. Were we cool again?! God, I hoped so. After Brittany disappeared into her room, I ran to my room and quickly started peeling my clothes off, grabbing my bikini and putting it on. I quickly checked myself in the mirror to make sure I looked okay, and then took another few deep breaths to try and calm myself down. Finally, I opened the door and headed out to the pool. But Brittany wasn't there. She must still be changing, I thought. I stood in the sun, trying to relax myself, when I heard the door to the patio open. I turned my head and my breath caught in my throat as I received yet another shock. Brittany came out of the house wearing the skimpiest, sexiest bikini I had ever seen. I didn't even know she had anything like that! It was a beautiful light blue string bikini with a top that barely covered her breasts - just two small triangles of cloth that covered just a small section of the front of her breasts, leaving the sides bare, allowing me to see how her perfect small breasts bulged out slightly from her chest. The bottom was almost as small, with a thin triangle covering her pubic region and two little strings tied at her hips. She looked up at me and smiled, but I was dumbfounded, just standing there with my mouth open. "Hey," she said casually and walked past me, swaying her hips a little more than usual. And then the kicker hit. From the back, her bottoms were shaped like a whale tail that curved around the top part of her butt and had a seam running down the center that pulled the fabric inward, emphasizing the curve of her cheeks. It curved around only about halfway down her cheeks, leaving over half of them bare and exposed to me. As she walked, her cheeks bulged and rolled, just like they did that day I saw her naked after her shower. Memories of that day came flooding back to me and I felt a thrilling shudder rush through me. Just then, Brittany turned back and looked at me, my expression still one of shock, my mouth still hanging open. I barely realized she was looking at me. "What?" she said, noticing I was staring. I forced myself to shake it off. "N-nothing," I said. "Uh... Wh-where did you get that?" "Oh this?" she said, looking down at her body. "I got it when I went out shopping yesterday. Like it?" I nodded, finding my throat dry. I swallowed. "Yeah," I said. "It's... really sexy." "Thanks," she said, her cheeks turning slightly pink. "I thought so too. I know mom and dad would never let me have it, so I figured today would be one of the only days I'd get to wear it." "Yeah," I said, swallowing again. "They DEFINITELY wouldn't let you have it. But you look... amazing in it." "Thanks," she said, her blush deepening. "Well, we gonna get in the water or what?" I snapped myself out of my trance. "Yeah, of course," I said. "Race you!" With that, I ran to the pool and jumped in. Brittany gave me this 'no fair!' look and ran after me, jumping in just after I did. Now that we were both underwater, it was easier for me to focus on swimming and regular conversation, since I wasn't as distracted by her body. We actually had a really great time, swimming, splashing around, and racing back and forth. I felt like it had been a long time since we had such a genuinely good time together, and it was really nice and refreshing. After about an hour or so, Brittany looked down at her hands. "Well, I'm getting kinda wrinkly, so I think I'm gonna get out and get some sun," she said. "Okay, good idea," I said. "I'll join you." She swam to the ladder first and as I watched her get out, that gorgeous butt appeared once again and all my feelings about my sister came flooding back to me. Since I was below her, I could actually see the tiny strip of fabric that ran between her cheeks and across her little mound. My mouth again dropped open as I looked closer. The fabric was so thin I could actually see the outline of her lips as she lifted her leg to climb out of the pool. Another thrill rushed through me and I was suddenly very thankful that my entire body was wet because my juices were definitely starting to flow! We laid out on the lawn chairs and relaxed for a bit. I desperately wanted to talk to Brittany about everything - her walking in on me masturbating, the looks we were exchanging over dinner, how incredibly sexy she looked in her new swimsuit and how horny she was making me - but I didn't dare. Still, it was all I could think about. Then, my sister surprised me. "Hey, um," she said, "I'm... I'm sorry about the other day." Confused, I turned my head toward her. "The other day?" I said. "Yeah... when I... walked in on you. Sorry," she said. "Oh!" I said, totally not expecting this. "It's... it's fine, really. Don't even worry about it. I just hope I didn't freak you out or anything," I said, trying to dismiss it as no big deal, even though it was a HUGE deal (not to mention one of the hottest moments of my life)! "No... you didn't," she said, sounding like there was something more behind that statement. I waited, seeing if she was going to say anything else. When she didn't, I decided to speak up again. "Good," I said. "So we're cool then?" "Yeah," she said, sounding surprised that I would even think we weren't cool. "Of course." "Good," I said, "'Cause it was kinda bothering me. I thought you were like really freaked out and hated me or something." "No! No, nothing like that," Brittany said. She sighed and seemed to be thinking. "It's just, um... Well, I was just wondering..." she said, suddenly sounding nervous. "Was that... porn you were watching?" "Yeah," I said, surprised to feel myself blushing slightly. "Why? Don't you watch it too?" "No," she said, "Mom and dad have this stupid block on my computer when it comes to that stuff." "Seriously?" I asked, genuinely surprised. "Can't you just go into the settings and undo it?" Brittany shook her head. "I tried. It's password protected. It's really lame." "Wow, I can't believe it," I said. "They didn't do that to me! That's not really fair." "Tell me about it," Brittany said. "It's freaking stupid is what it is." "Wow, I'm sorry," I said. "I totally didn't know that." "Yeah," Brittany said. "So... um, do you think you could, like, hook me up with some?" "Really? With porn?" I asked, surprised at this new twist. She nodded, looking so adorable and so excited. "Sure," I said. "I can put a few things on a flash drive for you." Her face lit up with excitement. "Cool, thanks!" she said. "Yeah, no problem," I said, my mind spinning with the possibilities. We laid back down on the chairs and soaked up the sun, just making small talk after that. The rest of the morning and well past noon, we just hung out and chatted, just like old times. It felt so good to have my sister back, and also to have at least that one thing out in the open. We made lunch and watched TV, and just had a really good time together. The only thing that was slightly distracting was that we both decided to stay in our bikinis the rest of the day. I sure wasn't going to complain though! But I couldn't help stealing glances at my sister as often as I could, and I don't think she caught me... that often. Later in the afternoon, my parents came back from shopping and as soon as we heard the garage door open, that was our signal to change back into our regular clothes. After dinner, I went to my room and decided to fulfill my sister's earlier request. I took a little 4gb flash drive and plugged it in to my computer while I looked around for some of my favorite porn clips. After much deliberation, I decided to put three of my favorites. The first one was kind of dark and looked like it was taken in pretty low light. It was titled, "Can't Sleep." It starts off with this young girl, probably 18 or 19, sleeping in her bed. After a few seconds, she starts tossing and turning, and then she kicks off her covers. She's in a tank top and white panties and has a great body. After tossing and turning a little more, she finally starts slowly touching herself and pretty soon she's rubbing her crotch over her panties and getting pretty worked up. She turns on her side and curls up, squeezing her legs together and starts breathing really heavy. Then she stops and grabs her pillow and stuffs it between her legs. She rolls over on top of it and begins grinding her hips on it, which is awesome because she's got a great butt. Pretty soon, she's humping the pillow pretty hard and leaning up on her elbows as she really pumps her hips into it. Then, after another minute or two, she gets up on her knees and stuffs the pillow under her again and then starts going at it again. Pretty soon she's really humping and thrusting hard, shaking the bed and everything. When she cums, she bends down and shakes all over as she grinds herself really hard against it. It's super hot. Plus, she's got an amazing butt and you can see it working pretty hard throughout practically the whole thing. The second clip was about 15 minutes and it showed two girls in their late teens or early twenties together. They start kissing on a bed, then they take off their clothes and continue making out. Then they finger each other for a little bit, and then one of them takes out a strap-on and puts it on, and has sex with the other girl. Both girls are really hot and the strap-on sex is really good and intense. That one I titled, "Good Sex." But the last clip was the best. Or so I thought. It was a little over a half hour long and showed this really attractive girl coming home from college for the summer, only to find that no one is home but her little sister. They start off really happy to see each other, and then the older girl starts talking about how much she missed her sister and how much she learned in college. The two girls look really similar and for all I know, they really are sisters. The older girl says she realized a lot while she was away and tells her sister how much she means to her. There's a quiet moment where the two are really close, and then the older girl leans in and kisses her sister on the lips. The younger girl is surprised at first, but then confesses she feels the same way. From there, they start their super sexy, super long lovemaking. They do everything together - make out, finger each other, eat each other out, and even rub their pussies together in a few different positions, which I find super hot. I just titled this one "Sisters." I admit that last clip was a pretty bold move, but I decided to pass it off as casually as possible just to see what she thought. I took the flash drive and then walked down the hall to my sister's room. Her door was open, but the bathroom door was closed. She must've been in there. I crept quietly into her room and set the flash drive right on her desk where she would see it, and left. I went back to my room feeling completely giddy. I had just given my sister some of my favorite porn clips, and all of them involved beautiful girls. I suddenly found myself incredibly aroused at the idea of my incredibly beautiful and very girly little sister watching other beautiful girls getting themselves and each other off. Would she enjoy it? Would she get herself off to the clips? Would she watch them over and over? Which one would be her favorite? I couldn't help running with these thoughts and soon I was on my bed rubbing myself hard and fast as I imagined my sister watching those clips and getting herself off. I came pretty quickly, and pretty hard. The next day I was dying to know what my sister thought of the clips I gave her. I noticed she hadn't come out of her room the entire rest of the night, so I hoped she was watching them and enjoying them. Breakfast came and went uneventfully, and then our mom started working around the house, leaving us not much time to be alone together. Finally toward the afternoon, my mom said she had to go run some errands. I decided to take this opportunity to ask Brittany about the clips. "So," I said, sidling up to her at the kitchen counter. "What did you think of the videos last night?" Brittany's face turned instantly red. She tried not to act so surprised as she said, "Oh... um, yeah... they were good. Thanks." "Good?" I said, "That's all? Those were some of the best clips I had! Did you even watch them all?" Her face seemed to turn even redder. "Yeah..." she said. "Well come on then, don't leave me hanging!" I said. "What parts did you like? Which one was your favorite?" "Um, I dunno..." Brittany said, stammering a little. "They were all good I guess." "They're really hot, right??" I said. "Yeah..." she said. "Did you get off to them?" I half-whispered. "I dunno, why?" Brittany said shyly. "Oh come on, you saw me doing it. Come on, it's hot! You don't have to be embarrassed about it," I said. "I'm not embarrassed!" Brittany said defiantly. "Okay, then tell me. Did you get off to them? Which one? All of them?" Brittany just seemed to ignore my question and looked at me with an expression of nervousness and genuine curiosity. "Hey, um... in... in that one clip... Were... were those girls really sisters?" I was surprised by her question, but I guess I shouldn't have been. "I dunno," I said. "They sure looked like it, didn't they?" Brittany nodded hesitantly. "Why?" I asked. "Would it freak you out if they were?" "No, I just... I dunno, I was just curious, that's all," she said. "It was a pretty hot clip, wasn't it?" I said. "All the stuff they were doing..." Brittany bit her lip and nodded shyly. "But, um..." she said, looking back at me again. "In real life... Sisters don't do that, right? It would be wrong, right?" And suddenly, in that moment, I was faced with my biggest moral dilemma ever. My little sister, who I loved dearly more than anything in the world, and was also deeply sexually attracted to, was asking for moral guidance. In that moment, I felt like I couldn't betray her or let her down. I loved her too much, despite everything. "No," I found myself saying. "In real life... that would be crazy. Right?" God, what was happening to me?? Brittany bit her lip and nodded slowly. God, why did I say that?! Why couldn't I just tell her how I felt?! "Yeah, um... that's what I thought," she said softly. "But it was super hot though, wasn't it?" I said, trying to stay upbeat. "I mean, God, I can't even count how many times I've gotten off to that clip. Come on," I said, nudging her with my hip. "You got off to it too, didn't you?" The corners of Brittany's mouth turned slightly upward as she looked down and began blushing again. "Yeah," she said softly. "I knew it!" I said, my body warming up and my pussy starting to twitch again. I could tell she was a little embarrassed though. "Hey, it's nothing to be ashamed about," I said. "Hot is hot, right?" Brittany looked up at me, then back down. "Yeah, I guess so," she said. "Cool," I said. "Well I'm glad you liked the clips. I hope they keep you busy for a while," I said, nudging her. She just chuckled shyly. The rest of the afternoon was extremely pleasant. Brittany and I were back on great terms and it felt fantastic. I was so glad to have my sister back and enjoying my company again. Plus, now that this whole 'porn' thing was out in the open, we had something else to bond over and talk about. I felt closer to her than I had in a long time and I think she felt the same way. It was just wonderful. The only nagging little issue in the back of my head was Brittany's question about sisters not doing what the girls in the video did. I was still kicking myself for saying what I did, but what choice did I have? I decided I couldn't let it bother me too much. I had my sister back and I should be thankful for that. Besides, I could still admire her, ogle her when I could, and I always had my fantasies to keep me company on lonely nights. Then that night, as we sat down to dinner, it all started again. Brittany and I would look at each other from across the table and I got that feeling again. It just hit me to my core. There was just something in her eyes... the way she was looking at me... It couldn't be coincidence, could it? Was it all in my head? My God, her eyes... those beautiful, sexy, hypnotic eyes... I was helpless under their spell. My heart was beating a thousand miles a minute and I knew my panties were wet. God, how was she able to do this to me with just a look? She had to be doing it on purpose. Wasn't she? After dinner, I wanted to do nothing more than head straight to my room and masturbate. But of course, chores were first. After I finished my chores, I went to my room, closed the door, and started to get ready for yet another mind-blowing wank session involving fantasies of my sister. But something stopped me. I don't know what it was, but I felt... I felt maybe her glances were trying to tell me something. Did she want me to talk to her? Come see her? As much as I wanted to masturbate, the thought of spending time together with my sister was just as appealing - even more. I could drink her in more with my eyes and get myself even more worked up for a late night wank session that could potentially be even stronger and more intense. So I buttoned my shorts back up and walked down the hall to her room. The door was closed. I took a deep breath. I gave two gentle knocks, then tried the handle. Surprisingly, it swung open. "Hey, Britt--" I started, then froze. Brittany whipped her head around, her face blanching white. She had just pulled her hand out from between her legs, and on her computer screen I could clearly see the 'Sisters' video that I had given her. "Oh God," I gasped. "I'm sorry -- I didn't know..." I stuttered, backing out and closing the door. But before the door closed, I heard Brittany's voice. "No, wait," she said. I froze, the door almost closed. I waited. A few seconds passed. "It's okay," she said. "You can come in." I slowly pushed the door back open, and her computer screen was blank. She still looked a bit disheveled and her breathing was a bit ragged. But other than that, she looked like she genuinely wanted me there. I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. "I'm sorry," I said again. "I should have waited for you to answer. I just thought--" "Allie, it's okay," she said. "Really." "Kay," I said simply. "So what's up?" she asked. I wracked my brain. Why HAD I come here? For the life of me, I couldn't remember. All I could think about was that image of my little sister masturbating to lesbian porn. Lesbian SISTER porn. "I, uh... I just..." I stammered. Think quickly, dammit! "I just kinda felt like seeing you," I said without thinking. "Aw, really?" she said, smiling. "That's sweet." "I'm sorry though, I didn't mean to catch you at a bad time..." "Allie," Brittany said, grabbing my hand. "I told you it was fine. I walked in on you, and you walked in on me. So we're even now." She smiled. That smile could instantly put me at ease every time I saw it. I relaxed a little. "Okay," I said. "Fair enough." "So you just felt the need to see me?" she asked. "Yeah, I guess," I said. "I just... I'm just really glad we're back on good terms again," I said. "Back on good terms?" she said. "Were we ever off?" "I dunno," I said. "I guess I kinda felt that way after, you know... after you walked in on me." "Oh," Brittany said. "Don't worry about it. I was really just more interested in the porn, that's all. I wasn't sure if you would be okay hooking me up with some." "Of course I would!" I said. "Why wouldn't I?" "I dunno. It's silly I guess," she said. I nudged her, grinning. She grinned back. I suddenly saw an incredible opportunity. What if I could get her to watch the video WITH me?? "Actually," I said, "if you must know, I was planning on going straight to my room and doing just what you were doing." I winked at her. She turned a little red. "Yeah?" she said. "Yeah," I said. "Actually, I was planning on watching that same clip you were." Brittany looked at me for a second and swallowed dryly. "Yeah?" she asked. "Yeah," I said. "Funny... I guess we have the same taste in porn." I nudged her again, grinning. She laughed nervously. "Yeah I guess so," she said. I couldn't quite read her. Did she want me to stay? I desperately hoped she did, but I figured I should try and test her just to find out. "Well, I don't want to keep you," I said. "I know it can be pretty crappy to have something like that interrupted." "You don't... have to go," she said, somewhat anxiously. Thank God! Maybe she DID want to watch it with me! "Well, I'm just gonna go watch the same video you're watching here," I said. "Wanna just... watch it together?" She looked at me for a second, then swallowed. "I guess," she said finally. "You don't think that would be weird?" "No," I said, "Not unless you do." "I don't... that's fine," she said. My heart leapt in its chest. "Cool!" I said. "Well go ahead and put it back on then. You might as well start from the beginning, seeing as you weren't very far into it." I grinned at her. She grinned back, then brought her computer back up. She started the video and we both settled back on her bed to watch it. Immediately I was aware of the incredible sexual tension in the room. Here we were, two sisters, watching a porn video about two sisters having sex. And we were both aroused by it. What did that mean?? I pushed that thought aside and focused on the video, my own arousal, and trying not to shift my eyes over to Brittany too much. The first couple minutes were just expository dialogue and nothing really interesting. It did feel weird at first watching this with my sister, so I decided to throw a few comments out there to ease the tension a bit. "This beginning's pretty boring, huh?" I said, as casually as I could. "Yeah," Brittany agreed. "But it still sets the tone and lets you know a little bit about the girls." "Yeah, that's true," I said. As boring as the dialogue was, it allowed us to settle in and attempt to get comfortable. But still, I knew what was coming, and I knew how hot it would get me. Would it get Brittany just as hot? Would she be able to control herself? Would I?? I tried not to think too much about these questions as I just sat back and tried to enjoy the video. In a few minutes, the girls (possibly sisters) were kissing, starting slow and delicate, and gradually building to heated making out with lots of tongue. The girls were so attractive and seeing them kiss like that was incredibly hot. Besides, the fact that they looked so similar and might actually BE sisters was even hotter. I was breathing heavily by now and I casually glanced across at my sister. Her eyes were glued to the screen and I could see her chest rising and falling rather heavily as well. As hot as this entire clip was, there were two scenes that were my absolute favorites, and the kissing was one of them. They just got SO into it! Pretty soon I knew Brittany was aroused - I could feel it. Her energy was infectious. The entire room was charged with both of our arousals. "God," I breathed. "Their kissing's really hot, isn't it?" "Yeah," Brittany agreed, her voice slightly strained. "They, like, get so into it. It's like they're really into each other." "I know!" I said. "Super sexy." It was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore my intensifying arousal. I was already pretty hot by the time I walked into my sister's room, and the prospect of watching this video with her had my panties practically soaking. And now that I was watching two beautiful "sisters" kissing passionately onscreen, my pussy ached like crazy. I couldn't hold it anymore. I didn't care if Brittany saw. I slowly crept my hand across my lap and slid it between my legs, cupping my oozing sex. After rubbing myself for a minute or two, I casually glanced across at Brittany. My heart skipped a beat as I saw that she, too, had her hand between her legs and I even detected some slight movement! I sighed and rubbed myself even harder as I shifted my eyes back to the screen before she caught me looking at her. Soon the girls on the screen started undressing and kissing each other's bodies. They necked, sucked boobs, and felt each other up. Next, the older one lowered her younger "sister" to the bed and pulled her shorts and panties down. She sniffed her sex and then slowly started kissing and licking it. It was definitely hot, but it wasn't my favorite part of the video. It took a while for the younger girl to cum, and there were several minutes of the older girl simply licking her pussy over and over. But when the younger girl finally did cum, I heard a distinctly audible gasp from my sister beside me. As stealthily as I could, I shifted my eyes over to her chest rising and falling and her hand definitely moving between her legs. She was masturbating! Right next to me! A thrill suddenly gripped my body and I had to bite my lip from squealing out. I had to fight the urge to rub myself harder or I would have cum right then and there! Instead I kept rubbing at my regular pace, either not noticing or not caring that my hips had started to shift around on the bed, my butt slowly flexing and relaxing as I pushed my hips into my hand. And then, as my eyes moved back to the screen, I realized one of my favorite scenes was coming up. The older girl pulled her face up from between her sister's legs and crawled up her body to kiss her. I gasped as they began kissing passionately and the older girl began to settle her hips down against her little sister's. They kissed over and over, the older girl's face still glistening with her little sister's cum. I could hear my sister breathing heavily right next to me and I wondered how she would react as the scene heated up. The girls on the screen got deeper into their kiss, and soon the younger girl on the bottom started spreading her legs, letting her older sister's hips settle between them. Then, slowly and gradually, the older girl began pushing her hips over and over against her little sister's. "Oh God," I gasped. "This is one of my favorite parts." "I know," Brittany gasped next to me. "Mine too." And that was all we needed to say. With that incredibly sexy understanding, we both knew we were going to watch the scene and get as caught up into it as we could. My heart pounded as I watched the screen in front of me, rubbing my sex and listening to my sister's heavy breathing right next to me. On the screen, the older girl began pushing her hips more forcefully into her little sister's as they continued to kiss. The younger girl spread her legs wide and pulled her thighs back, placing her feet on the backs of her older sister's thighs, almost as if she was pushing her sister into her with her feet. The girl on top raised herself up a little and began undulating her hips back and forth while still kissing her sister passionately. It was clear she was grinding her pussy up and down against her little sister's. The way her hips were moving was so sexy and rhythmic, and that coupled with their lips sliding hotly across each other's mouths was one of the sexiest things I'd ever seen. Then the younger girl broke the kiss, gasping for air. "Oh my God, Sissy!" she cried. "Oh God, you feel so good!" And this only prompted the older girl to thrust her hips harder. I was now thoroughly masturbating. I glanced over at Brittany, and out of the corner of my eye I could see she was too. There was no hiding it now. We were both rubbing ourselves hard and urgently with every intention of cumming. Oh God. She was going to do it. My little sister was going to cum right next to me. I rubbed myself faster and harder, spurred on by the girls on the screen, who were now humping heavily, and my little sister's heavy breathing right next to me. Oh God, this was incredible! The girls on the screen humped harder and soon they were panting and grunting loudly. The older girl brought her head down, touching her forehead to her sister's as they looked into each other's eyes, humping hard and panting heavily. "Oh God!" the older girl cried. After another few seconds, the younger girl squeezed her eyes shut, then opened them and looked at her sister. "Oh God!" she cried. "Don't stop! I'm gonna cum!" The older girl thrust hard and fast and soon they both were squeezing their eyes shut and gritting their teeth. "Mmph!" came a tiny squeal right next to me. That did it. Hearing my little sister cum pushed me over the edge, hard. I bucked my hips hard into my hand, feeling a burst of juices soak my panties as I trembled and shuddered next to Brittany on the bed. As soon as I could open my eyes from that initial burst, I looked over at Brittany and saw her biting her lip and bucking her hips tightly into her hand. My God, she was so adorable and sexy and gorgeous right then. I thrust my hips into my hand again and came a second time, even harder than the first. It was simply mind-blowing. I can't describe how incredibly sexy it was to cum right next to my sister - and at the same time as her! We kept watching the video, our hands in our pants the entire time, and we came multiple times watching the girls on the screen. I was dreading the end of the video because I knew it would be awkward. I just wanted this to last forever, sharing this incredible connection I had with my sister. It was so intense it was all I could think about and I knew she felt it too. When the video finally did end, we kind of casually, but awkwardly, slipped our hands out of our panties and agreed that was really "cool" and "fun." I mumbled something about still having some homework to do and got up to go. Brittany looked disappointed. I felt terrible inside, but I didn't know what else to do. I turned back. "That was really fun," I said as I grabbed the door handle with my hand. Brittany nodded. Then she said, "Maybe... maybe we could watch it again sometime? If... if you want." My heart skipped a beat, pounding heavily in my chest. "Yeah," I said, my voice practically shaking. "That would be cool." And with that, I turned and left. ****************************************************** To be continued...