Alexandra

I wake, once again, to the sensation of another body crawling into bed with me. I don't open my eyes yet, not even as my sister scoots up next to me so our bodies are right next to each other with only the blanket separating us.

She hasn't said anything yet. She doesn't need to. Her hand rests on my shoulder, then she lies down, facing me. Her breath is gentle against my cheek, soft and even.

"You know, Lauren," I say softly, still not opening my eyes, "if you're going to keep crawling in bed with me, we're probably going to keep fooling around in the morning."

"Now, that is interesting."

That's not Lauren's voice.

My eyes shoot open and I find myself staring at Alex's grinning face. I immediately panic, scooting back away from her until my butt hits the wall. It didn't give me much room, but it's enough to let me breathe without feeling trapped. Sure, I now have my back literally against the wall, but she's not pressed right up against me.

She frowns, "Sorry, I... I thought you'd be ok with this after yesterday."

"I am. I am. I just thought you were Lauren and you startled me."

"I can tell," she says quietly. "What's uh... what's up with you two? I'm not gonna judge, I promise, I'm just curious."

There's a lot going on with us. It's a hell of a lot to unpack and try to explain to someone. But she watched us kiss while I fucking came on her yesterday, deserves an answer. "I don't really know," I start honestly, "it's just happening. I love her, as a sister, but also like... I don't know. Maybe that's all."

"It's ok," she shifts her hand to cup my cheek, "like I said, I won't judge. I think it's hot. And more than it being hot, I think it's cool you two are close enough to have that kind of relationship."

"It started here. Seeing each other naked. And we uh, we decided we were going to be open about stuff. Very open. We always had been before about everything." I pause for a while, my eyes close again and I focus on what I'm saying. Lauren and I had agreed to keep things just to ourselves. But then again, she had kissed me in front of Alex. "Our parents weren't around a lot. So Lauren was, often, all I had. And vice versa. So we shared literally everything with each other. Seems like we both felt that should extend to our sexual relationships."

"Are you two going to have sex?"

I shrug, which is kinda hard when lying on your side. "Maybe eventually. Probably. We're trying to go slow and not risk making things weird between us."

"Smart," Alex smiles, "I think it's cool and beautiful and I'm sure a fantastic thing to share with each other. And also hot as hell."

"Oh stop it," I say, laughing softly, "I get it, you think we're hot."

"Yes, both separately and together," she grins, and shifts a little closer to me on the bed. "You're attractive, Joe, deal with it."

"You're not bad yourself," I say with a smile.

"Oh I'm 'not bad", huh?" She teases, squirming closer to me.

I roll my eyes, "Fine fine, you're incredibly hot and I find your body irresistible."

"Just my body?" She asks, giving me puppy dog eyes, even as she gets another few inches closer.

"You're incorrigible," I whisper, and shift towards her a bit. "You're beautiful. All around. All of you."

"Careful there, coming on a little strong, buddy," she replies.

"I just can't win with you, can I?" I ask.

"Sure you can. You're just using your mouth to do the wrong things." If that's not an open invitation to kiss her, I don't know what is.

I cross the last few inches between us and press my lips against hers. I don't know if I throw the blanket off of me or she does, maybe it's a mixture of both of us. It doesn't matter, it's gone, tossed to the side like trash. And trash it is, if it gets between our bodies. Less than trash, really. An active impediment to what we both so desperately need.

She pulls me in, arms going around me, as our tongues wrestle. Alex rolls back, pulling me on top of her. This is new, I can't remember if I've been on top of a girl making out before. Certainly not at this house. Not a complaint, just new and interesting and -- my thoughts go blank as Alex wraps her legs around my waist and pulls me close. My cock presses against her stomach, already most of the way towards hard and our bodies become a tangled mess of limbs. I wrap my arms around her and we hold each other tight as we make out.

I could do this forever. Truly. Her breasts are squished into my chest and the smooth, soft skin all over her body warm and sexy and so fucking nice to touch. My hands roam her body, exploring every available nook and cranny of her flesh, but spending the most time on her thighs and her waist. Back and forth, up and down, sliding and touching and exploring.

There's a break in the kiss as we catch our breath. We stare at each other, both panting, faces only inches apart. One hand holds me up and the other holds her hip.

"Hi," I whisper.

"Hi," she responds. Her fingers trawl through my hair, not grasping or pulling, just lightly stringing through the black strands. "I like this a lot."

"Oh, good. I was worried you were just doing it to humor me."

She giggles, that laugh that sounds so true it rings out in my soul. "I like you, Joe."

"You like me, or you like like me?"

"What are we, in middle school?" Her hand finds its way down to my chin. I nuzzle against it and gently kiss her palm.

"That's what I said," I murmur. She tilts her head and I feel obliged to explain. "Lauren asked me yesterday if I like like you. And I responded the same way you did."

"But then what was your answer?" Alex asks quietly.

"At the time I said I didn't know yet."

"Ah."

"But..." I continue.

"But?"

"Now it's trending towards yes."

She smiles and pulls me in for a gentle kiss. It stops before we get back to making out frantically like a few minutes ago, which is probably for the best. "Same for me, to be totally clear."

"So," I kiss her again, "what does that mean?"

"It means you're still using your mouth wrong," she giggles, "we can deal with everything else in a bit. I have more pressing issues than talking about whatever genuine feelings we may have for each other." She says it in such a caring, affectionate way that I know immediately that she's just messing with me. And she's right. I'm still on top of her, and we're just getting started.

"What would the lady prefer?" I ask.

"The lady," she giggles, "wants you to tonguefuck her. Do you think you can handle that?"

I freeze. I want to, but I've never done it before. Granted, before last night I had never had sex, but that turned out alright. More than alright, if I'm allowed to toot my own horn a little bit. Alex notices my moment of hesitation and softens, lifting my chin to make me look her in the eyes.

"Hey, it's ok if you're not up for that, or if you're not ready or whatever, it's ok," she says, her eyes widening as she looks into my eyes.

I shake my head, "No, I'm good. Just excited. It's new."

"Never done it before?"

"No."

"Not even your sister's?" She isn't grinning like it's a joke, it seems to be a genuine question, one that I think she expected to be a yes.

"No, we... we've just made out and done some hand stuff."

"Oh, sorry, I just thought--" I cut her off with another kiss.

"Stop, let me eat you out," I say with a grin.

"Your first time eating pussy..." She says dreamily, "I'm honored."

I don't respond, I'm going to let her be honored and not ruin the moment. I kiss her neck, then her collarbone. Alex hums happily as my lips dance along her body, going from shoulder to shoulder making sure every inch in between is kissed.

"Lower..." she requests, mumbling quietly. I acquiesce, my mouth kissing further down her body. I don't have to go far for my next target. Her perky tits, jiggly and soft but only a little flattened by her position on her back, are the next in line to receive kisses. I first go across the swell of the top of her breasts, but at her insistent whining I take her nipple into my mouth.

That earns me a satisfied moan, louder and more expressive than she's been so far this morning. I like that. My tongue circles the nub and my teeth lightly graze the outside of her nipple, each motion bringing a different noise out of her. When this nipple is properly sucked and appreciated, my spit making a wet ring around her areola, I kiss my way along her breasts to the other one.

"You're being such a tease," Alex moans at me.

I lick her nipple once before responding, "Do you want me to skip ahead?"

"Don't you dare," she looks down at me and runs a hand through my hair. "I'm willing to lay here and get worked over as long as you want. Provided, of course," she winks, "you make me cum at the end."

"I can do that," I wink back before turning my attention to her nipple. My hand toys with the one I already sucked and nibbled at while my mouth latches onto this breast. I suck more of it than before, slurping as much boob into my mouth as I can fit. Alex gasps and bucks her hips up against my thigh, holding herself there with an arched back, one hand in my hair and the other grasping at the bedsheets.

She slowly writhes under me, sliding her pussy up and down my thigh. I barely pay attention to it other than to twitch a little every time her leg bumps against the head of my cock. My focus, now and until I make this beautiful woman cum, is giving her every bit of attention that I can muster.

My tongue swirls around her nipple, flicking it against my teeth. Alex's hand presses down on the back of my head and her moans intensify for a moment. I take that as a sign I'm doing something right, so I continue, sucking and nibbling and flailing with my tongue. Her breasts deserve worship, and I am a willing and happy convert to whatever church this may be. She gives me a contented sigh, followed by a less than content whine, and her hand pulls away.

"Lower," she moans, "please, Joe." I give her breast one final lick and a kiss, then move on as demanded. Little kisses, quick pecks of affection, mark my passage down her stomach. She's not flabby, but I also don't feel too much muscle along her abdomen. Just the level of in shape that comes from caring a little bit about how you look and feel.

As I get lower, the scent of her starts to hit me. It's powerful but not unpleasant, just strong and alluring. The smell pulls me downwards. I kiss along the small patch of pubic hair, trimmed and maintained like a governor's estate, feeling the soft bristle of hair against my chin and lips. It's not unpleasant, just tickles a bit, and I recoil only for a moment before diving back down. I kiss all around her groin as I descend--yes, even the field of soft hair--and the heat from her pussy grows stronger with every inch.

Finally, there's no further to go. No more delaying tactics, as delightful as they've been. It's just me and her pussy. I'm staring the little slit dead on, the scent and heat more powerful than ever before. My eyes glance up along her body, between the valley that her breasts make on her chest, to where she's looking down at me. She smiles, and bites her lip, then nods to me, encouraging me to take the final step.

My tongue slips out, and I drop even lower. Alex lifts her legs and puts her thighs up around my ears, her ankles hooking around my back. I'm trapped, but there's nowhere else I'd rather be right now. My hands come up and hold onto her thighs, giving me some semblance of control. Then, with nothing else holding me back, I press forward, my body sliding along the sheets until my tongue makes contact with her pussy.

She's tangy, oddly almost sweet, and unexpectedly delicious. But why shouldn't she be? She's amazing in every other way, why wouldn't her cunt also taste incredible? I guess I expected to have at least one flaw. I'll find it eventually.

Alex shivers around me when my tongue presses against her, a motion that I find absolutely delightful. I slowly drag my tongue up along her slit, feeling her labia part ever-so-slightly beneath the pressure I'm providing, flooding my mouth with more of her flavor. Bit by bit I go from base to clit, making sure I get every inch of her. She seems to enjoy the slow pace, if her moans and the feel of her fingers in my hair is anything to go on, so I keep it up for now. Up and down. Rising until I flick just briefly against her clit, earning a more urgent shiver, and then back down again. Each time I push just a little bit deeper into her. My tongue isn't anywhere near as long as my cock or my fingers, but I imagine the penetration aspect might be good for her as well.

As I'm pushing deeper into her I'm hit with a different flavor, a more powerful version of her taste. Her true taste, it seems. I drop my chin, steel myself, and push forward, realizing even as I do it that I'm now sliding my tongue deep into her vagina. Or, as deep as I can before my tongue reaches its limits and my nose is crushed against her pubic mound. It makes her groan in pleasure, which makes it worth it. Then I start to wiggle my tongue. Back and forth, up and down. I make rapid circles, swirling my tongue inside of her, doing whatever earns me the biggest new moan.

Her hand tightens in my hair, tugging me forward into her deeper. I lick her happily though, willing to be down here basically as long as I need to be. I pull back now and then for breath, frantic and ragged and short, before throwing myself back into the task at hand. My tongue finally pulls out of vagina and slides back up until I find her clit.

"Yesssss," she hisses at me, "right fucking there. Lick my clit, babe." Her voice is high and strained, full of intense need. Not desire anymore. This isn't something she just wants. It is a physical need.

I circle the little love button, gently pressing on it, pushing it back and forth and all around. I want to make her cum now. We've had our fun, I've enjoyed licking her and making her feel good, but I want to feel her explode all over my face. I make an O with my lips and suck the nub into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it rapidly, increasing in speed as her moans increase in intensity.

"Oh Jesus." The voice from the door cuts through the sexual noises filling the room, immediately recognizable as my twin sister.

I'm suddenly embarrassed, a heat running from my head to my toes as I blush at being caught tongue deep in our new house mate. Why am I embarrassed? It feels almost like I'm cheating on Lauren. My mouth leaves Alex's clit, and I turn my head to look at Lauren.

"Good morning," I mumble, smiling sheepishly over Alex's thigh at my sister.

"I uh... holy shit," Lauren says, "looks like you're having a very good morning." She crosses the room and pulls up the desk chair, sitting in it but putting her feet up on the bed, legs spread. She positioned herself so that if I turn my head to look at her, I'm staring directly at her pussy. Intentional? Lauren understands framing well enough to know exactly what I would see. Has to be intentional.

"Sorry," I say softly, "I know we normally have our talks in the mornings but... well not trying to blame her or anything but it's all Alex's fault!" Alex swats me gently on the top of my head and I giggle.

"I didn't know about your morning routine," she says with an overdone glare in my direction, "I just sorta crawled into bed here. It's this asshole's fault for seducing me and not kicking me out of his bed."

"It's ok," Lauren says gently. I'm not sure if it's more directed at me or Alex. "We can always talk after you two are done here," she has that slightly glazed look in her eyes that I've come to realize over the last couple days means she's horny. Did she come to my room already horny or did that start when she walked in on us?

"Ok, thank God, because I'm getting close and if you blue balled me right now I would be furious," Alex says, looking down at me with a smile and then turning that same smile towards Lauren. "Are you... do you wanna like... join in?" She asks quietly.

"I think I'll just play with myself and watch the show," Lauren replies, and even as she says it I watch her hand drop between her legs and her fingers start to trail up and down her pussy. I'm briefly disappointed that Lauren isn't going to join us, but she might still be sexually exhausted from her adventures last night. I wonder what else she got up to after I left. Those thoughts distract me for a few moments until I feel Alex's hand in my hair again. A not so subtle tug pulls my attention back to the pussy in front of me. My primary objective. Alex's perfect pussy.

I look up at her eyes and she stares back at me with a dreamy smile. Then she nods, and I lean in and kiss her pussy. She shivers around me and gives another of those appreciative moans--a sign for me to get back to what I had been doing before we were interrupted.

My tongue goes around her clit again, circling it like a shark for a moment before I close my lips on it and start to suck. Even as I suck at it my tongue doesn't stop moving, doesn't stop battering the button and sending shocks of ecstasy through my Asian lover's tight body. Her legs buck and her thighs squeeze on the sides of my head. The harder she squeezes with her thighs the harder my hands grip her legs. We feed off of each other, though I'm really doing most of the feeding right now.

"Ohhh fucking shit yes, fucking suck my clit, oh fuuuuuck!" Alex crunches up her abdomen, body shaking.

"Fuck yes," Lauren agrees from her chair. I can't see what she's doing but I can faintly hear the sound of her fingers schlicking away at her pussy cutting through the sounds Alex and I are making.

Alex's legs are quivering harder than ever around my ears, which is all the sign I need to know I'm getting close. Or she's getting close. Whichever term is more appropriate here. I redouble my efforts, slavering around her clit with reckless abandon, sending her further and further along the road of pleasure. Her moans reach a breaking point and turn into desperate, whimpering screams, and then she goes silent, her thighs wrap hard around my head.

For a moment there's nothing, and then both hands grip my hair tight. "Fuu--" she can't finish the word as she chokes it off. It turns into a heavy moan and then my face is flooded with her juices. Her back lifts off the bed, forcing my face hard into her pussy, and I'm drenched as she gushes all over my face.

"Holy shit," Lauren whispers, the only discernible words being said in the room right now. I would agree but I'm too busy slurping down Alex's juices to say anything. My face is a mess, I can feel it fully covering me from forehead to chin. But making her cum like that had been an incredible experience.

After a few more seconds, her thighs loosen, and her ankles release their lock. She lays back down, head on my pillow, and gives a contented sigh. Her legs fall away from me, and I'm freed. Not that I felt particularly trapped, but I can move away now. I give her one more little kiss on the outside of her pussy, which makes her twitch, and then I pull back and climb up to my knees. There's a large wet spot on my sheets beneath where I had been tonguefucking her, and a smaller one where my cock had been pressed into the bed, leaking precum.

And I'm still leaking, small beads forming on the tip of my dick and running down my shaft. I'm so turned on it almost hurts, a deep unbeatable urge. I don't particularly care how it happens, but my body needs to cum. I kneel in front of Alex, looking at her body, and slowly stroking myself.

"I guess it's my turn, huh?" Alex mutters from her back, her eyes barely open. She's beautiful even in this hazy, post-orgasmic state where nothing seems to really exist.

"No, I got him," Lauren says, removing her hand from her clit. She's flushed, still very turned on, and hasn't cum yet, but the thought of her wanting to finish me off has me buzzing with excitement, my cock throbbing along with my rapid heartbeat.