Hilary and Haylie; the Awaening

HILARY AND HAYLIE PART 2

"The Awakening"

Haylie had no idea what time it was when she woke, only that it was already hot and humid. She'd heard her sister sobbing a few times during the night, so thought it best if she let her sleep for as long as she could. Who knew what the day would bring?

It was decently shaded in the little nest they'd made, but the 38-year-old could tell that the sun hadn't been up for long and its scorching rays would be on them before too long. If help didn't come soon, they would need something more permanent, she reasoned. Best not to panic Hilary, though. Not yet anyway.

Trying to untangle herself from her sister's sticky, naked body without disturbing her proved impossible. The brown-haired beauty was mostly nude herself except for a pair of cut off shorts, and the perspiration that formed between their pressing flesh had glued them together. Hilary awoke with a start.

"Ugh. I'm so hot. And hungry. Was it just a bad dream?" the younger sibling complained, rolling onto her back and slicking back her damp, blonde hair. As she stretched and yawned, her soft, 33C breasts gently quivered.

"Yeah. I'm hungry, too. I'll go look around and see what I can find. You just stay here where it's safe." Haylie knew her younger sister well and could tell that she was not only scared but also close to a panic attack. Hell, she was scared too, but someone had to keep a cool head and that responsibility usually fell to her.

"No. I don't want to be alone. Don't leave me" the frightened starlet pleaded. "I'm scared."

"Look, it's easier if I go by myself. I'll feel better knowing that you're safe. Just stay hidden and in the shade. I'll look through all the debris again, too. I won't be too long, I promise." Haylie hugged her sister tightly, their sweaty tit's squishing together and nipples hardening as they rubbed against each other. "Promise me you'll stay?"

Looking vulnerable and afraid, the one-time pop star answered meekly, "I promise" then slinked back into the makeshift shelter.

As Haylie began her journey down the beach, the first thing she noticed was there was less debris. "The waves must have carried it out during the night" she mused. Being barefoot she had to be mindful of where she was stepping. Even a shell could inflict a serious wound. It didn't have to be a jagged piece of metal. After about an hour the curvy, brown-haired actress spied a black shape caught in between some underbrush. Being mindful of the fang-like thorns surrounding it, Haylie was excited to discover it was a gym bag.

Inside she found sweatpants, tee shirts, bottled water and three Cliff bars. There was also a travel size grooming kit. More than likely this had belonged to one of the now missing crew members. Her first thought was "Good. Clothes for Haylie", but then she felt her pussy dampen. "Do I want her to have clothes?" she asked herself out loud. "I really don't" she answered back, then tossed the garments as far as she could into the ocean.

As the 38-year-old continued along the shoreline, she came across what appeared to be a path veering off and into the heavy foliage. It obviously hadn't been used in a very long time, but chances were better of finding food, so she followed it for a short distance. As the darkness of the jungle engulfed her, Haylie suddenly became aware of how horny she was. Setting down the satchel, she leaned against the nearest tree and unzipped the shorts she was wearing. They and her panties were damp from sweat, and she struggled to get them down around her knees.

Instantly she dipped a finger into her moist hole and found her clitoris. A warm, ticklish feeling spread up into her belly as she rubbed furiously while pinching her hard, swollen nipples. The brown-haired beauty was glistening from the heat as she stuffed four fingers inside her hungry cunt while working her sex button with her thumb. She came fast and loudly, unashamed of having sated her lust. At least for now.

Her panties were far too wet and twisted to get back up over her rounded ass, so Halie instead decided to simply discard them. As it happened, there were several berry bushes right where they fell. Once her cutoffs were back in place, she began to fill the gym bag with as many of the fruits as she could pick. The actress remembered a rhyme she'd learned in Girl scouts that went 'white and yellow kill a fellow, purple and blue good for you'. Luckily, these were the latter.

On the walk back she spotted a clump of twine that had ended up nestled between some fallen coconuts. After a bit of repacking, all of these items went in the bag, too. As she approached the makeshift camp they'd made, there was no sign of her sister and she thought "Good. She stayed inside like I told her." The salty wind gusting in from the ocean washed over her bare breasts and coaxed her pink nipples to stiffen, pointing the way.

When she entered the hiding place, she saw her naked sister curled into a ball and shivering. Dropping the bag, she rushed to her side. "What happened, Hilary? Are you alright?" Pressing her lips to the blonde's forehead, she gasped. "My God. You're burning up. What happened?"

The one-time pop star fluttered open her eyes to look up at her sibling. "I-I went out for a pee. Just-just to the tree line. I-I either stepped on something, or something bit me. On the bottom of my foot. It hurts."

Carefully rolling the nude 35-year-old onto her back, Haylie closely examined the soles of her sisters pretty, size 6 feet. There, on the bottom of her left was a swelling the size of a golf ball, in the middle of which there was a dark, pointed barb. Placing the foot on her thighs as she knelt, the brown-haired actress reached for one of the Vodka bottles. First brushing away the sand and grit, Haylie then poured a generous amount of the alcohol over her sisters wound, which made her wince and cry out.

"I know, honey. But you have to try and hold still. This is gonna hurt." With that, the older woman lifted her sister's foot to her mouth and, enveloping the sore with her lips began to suck. Hilary screamed and tried to wriggle away, but she was too weak and her sister too determined. After a few minutes, Haylie turned her head and spit, the stinger flying across the small den. Taking a mouthful of the Vodka, she then pulsed her lips and tongue over and around the swollen area. She finished the process by lightly kissing each toe. "Brave girl" she cooed.

At this point Hilary had fallen into a fever dream. She needed sleep more than anything, Haylie reasoned. While she sat watching over her, she couldn't help but examine her sister's spectacularly sexy body. Very softly, she coaxed her sleeping siblings' shapely legs apart, leaning in close to breathe in the musky scents of her private holes. Her mouth started to water, and for the second time today she felt an unquenchable need growing in her pussy. "What's going on with me?" she wondered. "Why am I suddenly having these feelings for my own sister?" Leaning over her, Haylie let her hanging tit's move up and down Hilary's flat stomach, her nipples like pencil erasers trying to undo a drawing gone wrong.

"Thanks for taking such good care of me, sis" the curvy blonde whispered half asleep.

The older Duff slid off her shorts and lay behind her naked sister, spooning her. Both of their bodies now free of clothes, they slept in each other's embrace. "I wonder" Haylie mused, "will she remember any of this tomorrow?" Then, without disturbing her sister, slid her fingers down in between her own slippery labia and began massaging her inflamed clit.

The End Part 2