I was soaking in a nice warm bubble bath. I'd started my period the day after finding out my siblings, Josh and Becky were actually my secret admirer, and that they were living together as husband and wife. Now though, my period was two days behind me, and I was feeling naughty. It was Tuesday evening, and Wednesday was my day off.
I reached for my phone, "Hi Tina, its Dallas"; I said when my friend answered. "I'm wonderful, thanks. The reason I was calling—yes" I said with a giggle as she'd guessed my reason. "I'll see you at ten then. We'll get some sun and then do . . . whatever comes to mind. See you tomorrow."
My next call was to Becky. I wasn't surprised to learn that she'd just gotten past her period as well. We'd always been on the same schedule—and the same as our mom's. I told her I was thinking about taking a few days off work in two weeks, and she assured me she and Josh could manage the same, although he'd have to remain on call. He was team leader on one of the local Geek Squads.
While we were talking, I slid my hand down to my pussy and began gently teasing it. "Just thinking about all the fun we're going to have is making me horny. I'm in the bath right now, and I'm playing with my tingling pussy."
She giggled, "If I was there, you wouldn't need to do that. I'd do it for you, and more . . . a lot more."
"Then it's too bad you're not here, because I'd surely let you."
"I can be there in forty-five minutes. I just need to take a quick shower."
"What will Josh say about that?"
"He won't mind . . . if I promise to give him a detailed account of everything when I get home."
"Then screw the shower. We'll take one together when you get here."
* * *
While I was waiting for my sister to show up, I got an idea and made a mental note to see what she thought of it.
It wasn't a long wait—perhaps thirty minutes. I went to the door still naked. The door hadn't even closed before her bikini top was off. Her shorts and thong were on the floor seconds later, and we started kissing immediately.
"Whew!" I gasped when we came up for air. "I guess I'm still new to the girl-girl thing, and the kissing blows my mind."
She showed me a grin, "I know, but you've been with Tina, and that's one more than me. I've never--"
"Oh my gawd!" I gasped. Are you telling me when I was at your place, that was the--?" Her nodding head stopped me in mid question. Her grin grew even wider. "Gawd! I never would have guessed that in a million years. I was your first girl-girl kiss . . . ever?"
She bit her lower lip and nodded again, so I asked her, "Well, what do you think?"
"I'm here, aren't I?"
"I guess that's my answer then."
She got a very serious, lustful look on her face, "Dal, I'm dying to experience the rest of it. I've been fantasizing about being with you for so many years . . . I was beginning to think it would never happen. And then you let Josh work on your laptop at the store, and . . . here I am."
So that's how they found out about my stories. I'd forgotten all about him working on my laptop. "But that was over a year ago."
She nodded, "It took us that long to come up with a plan."
I took her hand and led her into my den. "Do you have to work early tomorrow?"
"No, I can spend the night if you want. I don't have to be at work until two."
"Perfect." I said. "I'm meeting Tina at the beach at ten. Vodka Seven okay?"
When I looked over my shoulder, I could see her staring at the carpet in front of her, and then she said in a timid voice, "I guess you could feel me shaking, huh?"
"No, not at all. My first time wasn't that long ago, so I can still plainly remember how nervous I was—hell, I'm nervous now."
Her mood finally lightened, "Then make mine a strong one." She said with a giggle.
I remembered back to how slow and patient Tina had been with me. We'd just sat and talked for a while before going upstairs to her bedroom. I sat on the sofa and patted the place for my sister to sit next to me. "Just relax and let the alcohol help calm your nerves. It's early, so we have plenty of time."
After we'd each taken a couple of sips from our glasses, I asked her, "Do you know what I enjoy most about the kissing?" She just shook her head, so I told her, "When we're standing up and I get to feel your breasts pressing against my nipples. That really gets my motor running."
"I like that too." She said, "It's so different than with a man—well, with Josh anyway. He's the only man I've been with."
Her admission didn't surprise me, since they'd already told me they'd been lovers for so many years. They must have started very young. "Has Josh been with anyone else?"
She shook her head again, so I asked her, "So, how are you going to feel about that—not only knowing it, but seeing it and even participating in it?"
"Gawd! That's going to be fucking awesome! We've been talking about that for so, so long. We both really want it to happen."
"You're that sure?"
"Gawd yes! I wish he was here right now—but not really, I guess. I'd like my first time to be . . ."
"Less complicated?"
"Yeah, I want to take my time and enjoy it with just the two of us."
I was only half finished with my drink when she drained the last of hers. "May I have one more?"
I let out a chuckle, "Okay, but I won't make this one quite as strong. I want you to be able to remember everything we do clearly tomorrow so you can give Josh what he wants to hear." And then I suddenly remembered the idea I'd had earlier. When I told her about it, she laughed for a long time, and then eagerly agreed.
I teased my fingers along her thigh and then slid my hand up to gently cup her breast. "Ummm" She purred, "That feels nice."
I leaned over and kissed her, our tongues doing a slow waltz together. When I finally withdrew, she said in a lustful tone, "Can we stand up and do that again . . . and then go to your bedroom?"
I responded by standing up and placing both our drinks on the table. Then I helped her to her feet and moved close to her, feeling her nipples brush mine. I kept her at that distance for some time before pulling her to me and kissing her passionately. It was a very long kiss, sensual at first, and then very lustful and needy.
When we broke our kiss, she surprised me by taking my hand and leading me to the hallway, "Which one is—shit, I didn't take a shower."
"Then let's. It's the last door on the right."
When we stepped into the shower in the master bath, she pulled me close and kissed me again, this time running her hands over my already taut nipples. "Mmmmm, I love your nipples. I wish mine were that long."
I chuckled, "I'll trade you—but not just our nipples. You get my nipples, and I get your tits."
I washed her slowly, making sure to get all her cracks and crevasses. Of course, I spent a lot of time on her breasts. She finally giggled, "I think they're clean."
I didn't realize just how alike we were until I tried to lay her on my bed to make love to her. She stopped me, "May I? I've been dreaming of this for so long, I really want to enjoy you for a few minutes."
Dutifully, I lay back on the bed and propped my head up with a pillow. She sat beside me and looked at my body for a long time before reaching out to trail her fingers over me, starting at my cheek and working her way slowly downward.
When she got to my breasts, she leaned over and kissed me for a long time while gently kneading them. Then she moved lower and began kissing them and licking them, taking my long nipples between her lips and flicking them with her tongue.
She kept that up while her hand moved lower and teased my pussy. She found my clit and softly rubbed it before moving lower and inserting a finger inside my already wet tunnel.
"I want to taste you now." She said in a lustful tone, "Gawd, I've wanted to taste your pussy ever since I learned what oral sex was."
I answered by pulling my feet up and spreading my knees. She walked to the foot of the bed and crawled toward me very slowly, never taking her eyes off her prize.
She began by kissing and licking my inner thighs. Finally though, she slid her hands between my feet and butt and lowered her mouth to my pussy, first kissing it softly, and then licking between my lips, swirling her tongue over my swollen clit.
I didn't take much of that to build me to my first orgasm. My pussy and thighs twitched uncontrollably. There was no mistaking what was happening, so she quickly dove her tongue into my pussy, sending me over the top. "Oh Gawd Yes, Baby, Yes!"
Two orgasms later, I made her stop. I couldn't take anymore—couldn't breathe. She did stop, but showed me a pout as she crawled up beside me and hugged me.
When I was calmer, she purred, "It was everything I dreamed it would be, Dal. I could do that all night."
I chuckled, "Yeah, but couldn't take you doing it that long. It's hard for me to believe you've never done that before. You're so fucking good at it."
"Oh, I've done it thousands of times . . . in my mind."
Something finally dawned on me. "We forgot about Josh."
She laughed, "Well then, I guess you're just going to have to let me do it again.
I laughed with her, "Okay, if you twist my arm hard enough, I guess I can endure a little more of that torture. But I need a few minutes. Let's grab another drink."
* * *
Before returning to the bedroom, I got my IPad from my computer room. When we were ready, I touched the "Facetime" icon and put in Josh's phone number. When he didn't answer, I called their home phone from my cell phone. "Didn't you get my Facetime request?"
