THE SISTERS' STORY
Chapter 1
Introduction
The sisters loved to be home alone. Maybe that would
seem strange for most young 18 year olds who would rather be gallivanting
than with their
siblings. But Sue and Alice were different. They were comfortable with
each other. They enjoyed each other. They actually liked each other. And
they had much in common. Their attraction for each other was in no small
part due to their well-to-do parents who were always away, usually at
their respective offices making more money. For years they had had
private schooling, nannies galore and all of the other niceties that
comes to the upper crust. They had the requisite pets, a dane, a
newly-acquired pointer, a nice home and secluded pool.
They never lacked for anything. For all of their silver
spoons, Sue and Alice were neat kids. Nicer ones you couldn't imagine,
no presumptuousness, no smugness, nothing like that, just nice kids.
Hard to believe, huh?
Well, that's not all. Although they weren't the
stunning, teeny-bopper, movie starlets, they were good looking. They
were similar, both about five-two, nicely proportioned, with trim, but
not athletic, bodies. The single year between them didn't show, to Sue's
chagrin. They both had sweet oval faces, haloed by soft, lush brown hair
flowing over their shoulders and cascading down their flawless, lightly
tanned backs.
Their intriguing young breasts would never turn the eye
of the Madison Avenue-conditioned male trained to gravitate to the
protruding mountains of silicone, but their appeal was beguiling. The
soft pink flesh gently, but irresistibly, rose from their slim chests to
lusciously peak at the most adorable areolas you could imagine. The wee
nipples crowned the Grecian mons to perfection. 'Tis a pity that no
mortal beyond their own hands had ever rejoiced in their caress.
But the Creator would be disappointed if the viewer
stopped there, for His greatest works were yet to come. Tearing one's
self away from the mounds of the youthful Venuses, one delights in
following another immaculate trail over the most graceful curves
imaginable. The rolling curves gently ebb at the waist, but carefully
hasten outward again at the youthful hips. The flow so docile that one
might be mesmerized into forgetting that Sue and Alice were women ÄÄ
women, who could bedazzle any male, if given the opportunity. If the
Creator had also given them the desire to attract the male of the
species, all would be in chaos. But, dear reader, don't lose our train
of thought. We are not finished our wonderful tour. As we continue our
luscious travail over the sensuous hips we pause only a moment to note
that the soft curls of pubic hair enticing conceal what mere mortals
could not even imagine, so we will bypass heaven for now.
As delicious as our excursion has been the tantalizing
and provocative rise of the twin-mons derriere command attention. Many
plastic surgeons could triple their business if they could duplicate
this magnificent sight before us. But the soft roundness without the
slightest hint of flaw or blemish is irreproducible by Man. If designer
clothes didn't hide these consummate domes from our sight Sue and Alice
would have been submerged in Italian hands.
As we unmercifully sever our sensual attachment to these
heavenly hills we are greeted with two identical long, slender, shapely
legs, consistently without imperfection. The lovely and delicate feet
don't disappoint us, just sledgehammer our minds that we are at the end.
We shiver in ecstasy imagining the first trembling hand to follow this
last leg of our journey the other way!
But the tour we took is only in the imagination, as
these two delights are just now awakening from a satisfying sleep, clad
in filmy, expensive baby-dolls. This was one of the few mornings where
they awoke together. They tried to do this often when their parents were
going to leave the house early. As nice as the house was, it was big and
sort of spooky when they were along. They had slept together less and
less in recent times. Although they enjoyed the companionship of each
other more than other siblings, they did have independent interests. As
they lounged around in bed, they talked of various things and
interspersed their ramblings with mutual hugs and sweet, sisterly
kisses, something they had each missed. With no noticeable change, their
embraces and kisses seemed to last longer and longer. For some reason,
this morning, the very touch of each others faintly-clad bodies was
exciting.
When they awakened this morning Alice had commented that
this felt like a special day, but she couldn't place her finger on
exactly why she felt like that. Sue only felt excited, just as she did
any rainy and dreary day. It was Sue who first noticed, "You feel
so warm and soft this morning, Alice. And you smell so good. You didn't
get some perfume, did you?"
"Hardly, but I was thinking the same thing. When I
hold you, your body seems to radiate heat. When you trembled a few
moments ago, it sent a delicious flutter up my spine. Do you suppose
that was an orgasm?" she chuckled.
They were comfortable with each other. They had totally
confided in each other early on, so they were very relaxed talking about
this sort of stuff. Since they had commonly slept together they had even
advanced to some pretty sensuous fondling of each other. Neither had
ever experienced an orgasm, though.
They had once mutually revealed that they wanted to,
someday, but passion was not really foremost in their young minds.
"I don't think so, but maybe we should go with the
flow."
"Now, what are you suggesting, Young Lady. Do you
imagine me to be one of those brutes in Daddy's videos?"
Alice spoke in mock rebuke.
Once they had discovered a porn video that their father
had rented. That struck them as odd, as he never seemed to have time for
that sort of stuff at home, or at least that is what they had heard
their mother tell a friend over the phone one day. But she had added
that it was just as well, "I would rather work than screw,
anyway," she had remarked.
Anyway, all the girls saw was huge-busted whorey-women
benignly presenting themselves to a string of self-centered creeps with
huge cocks. Over the years the girls had gradually learned about
physical love-making. First, it was from friends at their schools, then
a few clandestine books borrowed from here and there. (These same tutors
had advised them that huge cocks were rare and not of significance by
themselves, anyway.) And then the video. For a long time that had turned
them totally off of this line of thought. Only recently had the subject
come up a few times, usually because of comments friends had made. They
all wondered if there wasn't something more to this thing. Or was it
just another something for men, like TV football. Anyway, Alice's
tongue-in-cheek rebuke was taken correctly and Sue responded in kind,
"I don't know. What do you have?"
Alice threw off the covers, stood up on the bed, pulled
up her tops and quickly back down, and shot back, "Help
yourself."
She tried to keep a mischievous smile on her face, but
somehow the joke was wearing thin. She trembled in anticipation, hoping
beyond hope that Sue wouldn't think she was joking. The thought flashed
through her pretty head that she was actually holding something back
from her sister for the first time in her life. "Why in the hell
must physical love have to cause the psychological distress it
does," she thought.
Due's grin faded quickly as she glanced from the lowers
to Alice's lovely face. "Really? Can I really look. I have wanted
to do this for a long time."
"God, Sue. I have wanted you to and wanted to look
at you. Why couldn't we have just talked about it like we do everything
else?"
But she didn't wait for an answer. With a sensuousness
that would have aroused a eunuch she slowly lifted the gossamer pajamas
and slipped it over her head. With a catch in her breath she dropped it
off the bed and slowly lowered herself back down next to Sue. Never once
did she take her eyes off of Sue's. Sue, copping a quick glance at those
delightful, pert and perfect breasts, sporting exquisitely erect nipples
yearning to be touched, reached out to hold Alice. Without any word they
embraced and began a kiss that might never end. At first every movement
they made, be it the fleeting search by their tongues or the seemingly
random motion of their soft hands over each others bodies, was slow and
almost unsure. But as the kiss deepened and they grew more comfortable
with the new heights they unknowingly were ascending, the indecisiveness
dissolved and they moved, seemingly in unison, with new confidence,
conscious and deliberate, then eager.
For many long, dreamy minutes (for us clock watchers)
they passionately cavorted, rejoicing in the delightful sensitivity of
each others bodies. Somewhere along the line, Sue's babydoll rode up to
around her neck so that as they extended their kissing their bodies
pressed flesh to chaste flesh. The difference between adult urgency and
childlike joy was so very apparent now.
Only fleetingly did they venture near Society's
designated erotic zones, but their mounting intensity did not eflect the
youthful omission. How wonderful is innocence! Only when Alice
accidentally caught her finger nail in Sue's filmy covering did the
spell break. A quick cry escaped the narrow opening between their
cleaving lips and they parted.
"Ouch. Your jammies are in the way, Sue. Let me
take them off."
The normally jocular Sue, taking a role new to her,
overlooked that opening and said, "I could do it, but I would
rather you did. Your hands are so soft and warm. Remember when I let
Jack get his hand inside my blouse last month? He felt like a rough,
clammy dish rag. He even scratched me. If he had felt like you I would
have given him my cherry, I know!"
As Alice extricated Sue from her pajamas she quickly
resumed the kiss which had so excited them. This time they only held the
kiss for a few moments. With no visible sign they parted and held each
other a foot or so apart. For many moments they held each others loving
gaze.
At exactly the same moment each reached up and placed
their hands on the others lithe waist for a few sighs. Again, with no
visible sign their tender fingers began a slow trace, first around a
small circles, slowly growing larger. Their respective touches were
scarcely perceptible and, no doubt, wouldn't even have been noticed if
their sensitivity wasn't so intense. As the bravery of their gentle and
kind digits increased they moved upwards towards the luscious globes.
Although Alice lingered around Sue's naval, Sue did not prolong the
agonizing delay and reached up to enfold the delectable mounds. As her
fingers slowly encircled the soft, heaving orbs, Alice reciprocated.
Being careful not to interfere with their dallying
progeny exploring the delights they leaned together and commenced
another fervent kiss. Their mutual heavy breathing made it difficult,
but they survived. And prospered.
Another eternity passed unnoticed by the lovingly
entwined couple. Who is to say how long it would have continued or where
it would have ended. But fate interrupted.
End Chapter 1 - cont'd in Chapter 2
