Susan and Claire cheerfully walked in. School was out, It was weekend and their parents were on a business trip to Taiwan for three weeks. It would just be the two of them and the housekeeper. And she wouldn't be a problem cause she only came for a few hours a day when they would be at school during the week.
Susan kicked off her shoes, jumped on the couch and lied down. After stretching a bit, she removed the tie of her school uniform and opened a few buttons of her shirt. School had been so boring, she almost wished for a fire or something like that. Just to liven things up a bit. But nothing out of the ordinary happened.
Susan looked at her sister. Claire may have been one year younger but you could hardly tell. A lot of people would think they were twins. But then again, they did have several of the same features. Same hair color, same eyes, same luscious lips, same figure, same cup size. Yet, there were also a lot of differences.
For instance, Susan, who was 19 (and a complete goth chick), had cut her hair short and a bit spiky while Claire, who was 18 (and a total prep girl), kept her hair long and in a ponytail. Susan would enjoy kick boxing, raves and rock concerts while Claire preferred, ballet, playing the violin and going horseback riding.
Susan caught herself gazing at her sister. How her legs were running up to vanish in that skirt, how her large tits were imprisoned in that shirt. Oh, how she wanted to release them. She had discovered her lesbianism at the age of 13 and came out public at the age of 14. Her dad was proud (that his daughter would not get pregnant by the people she dated) but her mom was furious. But as time went by her mom became more and more understanding. Her last girlfriend was even allowed to come to the house.
"Oh god!" She thought to herself. "I can't think like this, she's my sister, there are laws against this." She couldn't want this. Besides, Claire had a boyfriend, some rich guy named Rick Thompson, and even though he was a complete jerk, Susan respected her sister's decision.
Suddenly Claire released her hair band and shook her head so her hairs would just fall around her face.
"Fuck, this is so wrong." Susan though when she felt a wet spot in her panties growing larger and larger. She daydreamed about how she would lick Claire's pussy, bite her nipples and...
"Would you like a drink sis?" Claire asked with a small smile.
Susan was thrown out of her dream and asked for a vodka. She needed something strong.
Claire shrugged and just did what she was told. After a few minutes she returned with a Pepsi for herself and a vodka for her sister.
"Thanks." Susan grabbed the glass and drank it empty. After that she immediately ran upstairs. She needed some "quality time" with herself.
She quickly closed the door, lit some candles and put on some music. She sat down on her bed, opened up her shirt completely and removed her bra. She was so hot. She's had dozens of girls over the years, cheerleaders, goth chicks, nerdy girls, white, black, Asian, Latina, but never the one she wanted the most. Her own little sister. She quickly started rubbing her tits and panties. She was dreaming of her sister, licking her nipples and fingering her pussy, she was so hot she became oblivious to the world around her. She also felt herself getting more and more exhausted. Never had she worn herself out that fast. But suddenly she heard her door open, she looked beside her and saw Claire walking in.
Claire seemed nonchalant about seeing her sister in this position and bended over right before giving her older sister a soft kiss on her lips. That's when Susan fell asleep.
She was dreaming about flying naked over a field of flowers that looked just like her sister, she landed and picked several flowers, but they had large thorns and she hurt herself pretty bad. Suddenly she saw a storm cloud arriving at the horizon which quickly sent a lightning bolt towards her.
"WAKE UP BITCH!!!!" Susan opened her eyes just in time to feel a hand smack her across the face.
She felt a stinging pain on her cheek, as her eyes started to focus she could see two figures standing at her bed. After a few seconds she recognized them. Claire ..., and Rick!!! Both of them were looking at her while smiling. Susan quickly noticed that although she was still in uniform her panties were removed and her hands and legs were bound to her own bed.
