Who Needs a Boyfriend Anyway?
All characters in this story are 18 or older.
Author's Note:
This is a revision of this story, with several corrections made I missed during the first editing process. Special thanks to Leenysman and UAlbanygirl518 for pointing out a few things for me. Enjoy!
-M
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WHAM!
The front door slammed as Eliza walked in the house, having arrived home from school. Her sister Leah, who had been sitting on the couch catching up some reading, jumped, startled by the loud noise. She watched as her sister hurriedly rushed past the sofa, up the stairs, and into her bedroom, slamming that door as well.
Leah was nineteen years old, and only home from college on a short break. She was the taller of the two, standing at 5'10". She was an avid softball player and kept herself fit. She was slender, but had a good layer of muscles as well. Her hair was almost unnaturally jet black, currently pulled back in a ponytail. She had gentle brown eyes, which were covered by a pair of Converse eyeglasses.
Eliza took after their mother as far as looks went. She was only 5'5", and had long shimmery blonde hair. Her eyes were a gorgeous shade of bright blue, and her figure was slender, without the muscles that her sister had developed. She hadn't gotten into sports like Leah, but nevertheless worked out frequently to keep her figure lithe. At eighteen, she was only a year younger than Leah, and in her final semester of high school.
Leah closed the book she'd been reading and set it down on the coffee table. She knew her sister slamming doors couldn't have been a good sign. Worried, she hopped up from the sofa and trotted up the stairs, coming to a stop outside of the closed bedroom door. She could faintly make out her little sister crying. She knocked gently.
"Eliza, are you okay?"
"No!" Came a distraught reply.
Leah opened the door and slipped inside, closing it behind her. Eliza was laying on the bed, crying into her pillow. Leah made her way over to the bed and sat on the edge of it.
"What's wrong, babe?" She asked, concerned. She and Eliza had always been very close so seeing her like this was troubling.
"I don't want to talk about," Eliza murmured between sobs.
"C'mon El, we talk about everything," Leah said softly. She began rubbing her little sister's back through her t-shirt.
Eliza continued to cry for several minutes, and Leah patiently let her get it all out, still rubbing her sister's back to try and calm her down.
Once Eliza had cried herself out she rolled over so that she lay on her back, looking up at her sister through teary eyes.
"Ray dumped me," she said bluntly, sniffling.
Leah frowned, furrowing her brow.
"Well to hell with him then. He doesn't know what he's giving up."
"Maybe I should just start dating girls like you do," Eliza said, wiping her eyes.
Leah was indeed a lesbian. She knew she was from a very young age, and had dated girls all through high school, but had been single since starting college. Luckily Eliza was always cool about it, not caring if her sister's preference was different from her own.
"Might help, actually," Leah laughed.
"Guys are just such assholes sometimes," Eliza sighed.
"Hey, take it from me, girls can be too. You just have to find the one that's right for you."
"I wish you didn't have to leave to go back to college. Just talking with you has made me feel a little better already," Eliza admitted. She shifted on the bed so that she was now sitting up, facing her sister.
"Hey, what are big sisters for?" Leah said with a smile. She leaned over and pulled Eliza in for a hug.
Eliza melted into the warm embrace with her sister. She had been so distraught over being dumped but already she felt her cares melting away. Leah had always looked out for her, always known exactly what to say, and she absolutely hated that she'd moved out when she began her first semester of college.
Leah could feel Eliza's warm breath on her neck as they embraced. She shuddered slightly, realizing how good it felt. 'This is your sister,' she tried to remind herself.
The more she tried to suppress the incestuous urges that were creeping into her mind, the more she thought about them further. Her sister was gorgeous in the most typical fashion; slender figure, blonde hair, blue eyes, perfect and perky breasts. Leah had never considered her sister like this before, but now she couldn't stop herself.
Fortunately for her, she wasn't the only one formulating lewd ideas.
She suddenly felt Eliza kiss her neck. At first she thought it was just a sweet, sisterly peck, but the kisses continued. She felt those soft lips press against her neck repeatedly.
Leah froze. She was still locked in the hug with Eliza, but she wasn't sure what to do, or say. She knew what she wanted was wrong, but apparently she wasn't the only one thinking about it. Or was she? Were the kisses just sisterly affection? Just as she began having doubts, Eliza went further.
She suddenly felt her sister's teeth graze her earlobe. She shuddered, unable to hold still. She quickly pulled back her head, releasing the hug and staring at Eliza. Her sister stared back with those bright blue eyes, an innocent smile crossing her features.
"Eliza..." Leah began.
She wasn't able to finish. Eliza leaned in and pressed her soft lips right against her sister's. For a moment Leah's eyes went wide, but in seconds she submitted to the kiss and closed her eyes, leaning closer. She felt Eliza's tongue part her lips and slip across her own, and any thoughts of resistance quickly disintegrated.
Being this close, she could smell Eliza's perfume. The scent was intoxicating and made it even more difficult for Leah to resist. She felt her sister's hands run through her hair, releasing it from the ponytail and pulling her closer into the kiss. Leah almost felt drunk. It was entirely unexpected but at the same time, she suddenly realized how bad she wanted this.
Eliza finally broke the kiss, but kept her forehead pressed against Leah's as they both panted for breath.