Too Beautiful For Words.

I haven’t spent any quality time with my sister for ages, and I feel guilty for it. She has been more than willing, but what with my wedding, the business and the house move….there always seemed to be something that got in the way. But yesterday afternoon, I made a concerted effort. 

I invited her here to my new home. Dani is out for the day as is Em, so it was just us. We fell into our old, comfortable easy way with each other immediately, and I gave her the grand tour, finishing up in our bedroom. Ali and I spent ages chatting in what was my bedroom back at her home so it seemed, well, natural….and no, I didn’t have an ulterior motive for it. 

We sat on my bed just gossiping away and reminiscing….lots of ‘do you remember when’, and ‘do you remember when I…’ Happy days, all of them. 

Yes, of course we talked sex….almost every girl does when she gets together with a friend…..boys, periods, sex….the Blessed Trinity of girl-talk, but there’s ‘sex talk, and then there’s ‘sex talk’. One is merely chatting, the other designed to get things going, and no, neither of us were, at that point, trying to get into the other’s panties. 

Well, not until Ali told me about The Lovely Chris blowing his load all over Ali in about two seconds. “I love it when he stands over me with a pair of my undies in his hand and masturbates. I just adore the dominance of it, and being….well…sprayed on. But for some reason, this time, I got the devil in me, and I let him get started and then said “By the way, those aren’t mine, they’re Anna’s” and he blew his load instantly….he was so embarrassed, and I nearly peed myself laughing.” We both laughed our heads off at the thought and then, as softly and suddenly as you can imagine, she kissed me. Gently at first, but then with some urgency. “I know how he felt.” Her voice was husky and laden with desire. “Your panties always made me cum….and so did you.” 

We kissed for a long time, and I was getting extremely wet. Wait…’…my panties always made her cum?’.  “Ali, did you…um…borrow my panties?” Her reply was in a way shocking, yet in another not shocking at all. “After we…did it….properly…I just couldn’t get enough of your scent and taste, so…..well, I used to sneak your undies.”  

Have you ever become horny in a split second? From the tips of my toes to the hair on my head, I was suddenly alive with desire. And it wasn’t the soft, romantic type either. I wanted Alison in a fit of carnal lust. If she had resisted, I knew, right there in that second, i would have tried to force her….and even that thought turned me on more…..but she sensed my desire. “I know…..me too.”

How gently she undressed me! Like well-packaged crystal glass, she slowly peeled my clothing off until I lay naked on my bed, then she parted my legs like she was showing a virgin her first time. Her breath, when finally her face reached my vulva showed me how wet I was and when her tongue traced up from my hole to my clit, I could have cum there and then…..fuck me but that was horny! One, slow, delectable lick! Miss Brain rolled her sleeves up and leaped into the action. “Your sister is licking you out! You dirty bitch….your own sister! You incestuous little cunt.!” 

Somehow, Ali had shed her clothes too…probably while I was basking in the feelings her magical tongue was giving me. I felt her fingers penetrate me as she moved to lie beside me on the bed. “I’d steal your panties and take them to my room…..preferably a pair that was still wet, but then most of your panties are wet aren’t they?” I couldn’t answer. I was feeling her fingers dance on my g-spot and was battling that well-known ‘Do I pee or do I cum’ feeling. Ali went on. “Sometimes, I’d wear them, but mostly I’d strip naked and smell them while I masturbated. Oh, Anna, you’ve no idea how often I did myself with your undies.” A thought flashed across my mind. I was heavily into panty peeing around that time, more so than now, when I do it only as a rare treat…it was as if she heard the thought. “Sometimes, I’d find a pair you’d peed in. I always wore those for a while. Sometimes, I’d pee in them too, but I would always masturbate while wearing them. 

Oh God! Her fingers! There was going to be an accident here in a minute, either through squirt or pee…..and she knew it. I felt her kiss down my body  and then, with her fingers still inside me, she whispered “Whatever it is, let it come.” Her tongue went back to work on my clit and I was in seventh heaven….all it took was her little finger sliding gently into my bum for me to explode. I grabbed her head and held her to me as I gave in to my body tearing itself apart. 

Did I squirt? Did I piss? Was it both? Honestly, I’ve no idea. All I do know is that as my tongue touched and then entered my sister’s hole, it felt like a homecoming. I remembered ever little nuance about how she likes sex. I made her cum just with my mouth, but we weren’t done….oh dear me no. 

The next moment, we were riding each other’s thighs with me on top. I felt a raw, basic desire to fuck her….to really fuck her and I was savage with it. Although peppered with kisses (and the odd hickie) I verbally abused her…no, that’s not right, we verbally abused each other, as we fucked. Ali won the race by dropping in “All YOU need now is dad to come in here and fuck you up your arse” I came very wetly on her leg which she mistook for pee. “Ohh yessss….piss on me bitch.” Believe me, I tried hard to, but for some reason I couldn’t…well.. not then, anyway. Ali came at the mere thought of it though. I leaped off her and grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the shower we’re I forced her to her knees and fulfilled her command.

We showered gently together, cumming twice each, but in a much more gentle and loving fashion. The best part? Easy! It was when my sister hugged me under the warm water and sighed “Oh..Anna…I’ve missed this so very much.”