For some reason I couldn't get to sleep. I had tossed and turned in bed constantly looking at the digital clock on my bedside table and the time seemed to just crawl by as I fretted endlessly to get some rest. 2am and I still felt wide awake. My sister Jessica was sleeping in the bed next to mine. She was 19 years old I was 18 at the time. For some reason I always felt that she was prettier than I was. Her hair always silky smooth running a few inches past her shoulders. Her breasts nice and plump and her nipples pointing upward nice and perky. Light smooth pale skin and well formed body that gave her legs a wonderful eye opener for any guy that laid eyes on her.
My own body I felt considerably less exquisite. We had the same pale skin tone and dark brown hair but mine was cut short barely reaching down to my neck. I did love my bangs which hung down to my eyes and looked wonderful parted to one side. I always felt jealous of my sister's breasts mine seemed to just be a couple mounds on my chest and not enough to perk my nipples like my sister. I was always self conscious about my weight even though we were the same height and weight and as I found later on in life men loved my slim body. They would never have it after that night.
I had noticed Jessica couldn't sleep either and finally called out to her.
"Jessica?"
Groggily my sister turned over and answered.
"Yeah?"
"You can't sleep either?"
"No.....what time is it?"
"2am."
Slowly she sat up facing me from her bed. Her white night gown parted down the middle exposing her breasts. Like me she wore no bra to bed but had her underpants. I couldn't help but admire her perky nipples and when she saw my gaze casually covered herself up with her gown. Getting up she sat on the side of my bed and rubbed my shoulder as I laid in bed.
"I don't know what it is about tonight but I just can't sleep."
Jessica's eyes met mine. Her blue eyes sparkled in the moonlight from the window mirroring my green eyes. She tried comforting me talking in her sweet soft words. They were soothing but no sleep would claim me. Her touch though, it brought an unfamiliar series of emotions and feelings indescribable to me. I could even feel my nipples start to perk up and harden. Jessica leaned over and kissed me on the forehead like she had when comforting me whenever I was scared. Even though we were just a year apart she still felt as a big sister and my protector.
Her lips were so soft and the spot of wetness seemed even further these strange emotions. I couldn't help but tilt my head up and kiss her on the lips. We had kissed before but only as sisters would, but this, this felt different. I deepened the kiss and found my tongue coursing along her lips. They were silky smooth and tasted of berries. Soon I found her own tongue brushing mine and as soon as it came she pulled away in shock.
"Chelsea!"
I didn't know what to say. Disappointment filled me and my throat tightened. I felt so bad.
"I'm sorry Jessy."
"It's ok....."
Jessica's hand though as if with a mind of its own began stroking my face. I was so confused I didn't know what to do.
"Why did you do that?"
Words were so hard to form now I could barely come up with an answer and it felt so far from the truth, because I knew why.
"I don't know...."
For some reason she leaned back down and kissed me again on the lips and this time she took the lead. Her tongue brushed along my lips and I lost myself in the kiss. My hand caressed her face and I did whatever I could to wrap my tongue in hers. It seemed to turn into a game to wrap them together full knowing that it was impossible. My heart pounded in my chest till I felt her hand on my breast as she laid herself over my body. I could swear my heart was trying to pound its way through my throat.
She broke the kiss to stare in my eyes with a new passion that I had only seen when she was with her boyfriend in bed making love. I was still a virgin though but played sleep when she made love secretly watching as I rubbed my pussy coming so close to my first orgasm each time, but never getting my first boom. I knew she had toys and wanted to try them, I even did once but couldn't bring myself to take my own flower and it turned into a sad disappointment.
"What are we doing Chelsea? This isn't right."
"I know....but my heart is racing and I'm....I'm getting wet down there."
Indeed I felt a soft dampness against my underwear around my pussy.