She kissed my lips, neck, boobs and bellybutton before settling her face between my legs. She gave my pussy a long, slow, firm lick. And then another and another. “Mmm, yes,” I affirmed, “like that.” I squirmed and placed my hands on her head. She kept that up for a few minutes until I was panting.
I wasn’t prepared for the tip of her tongue to jump to my clit and flick across it. My hips jerked and I gasped, “Oh fuck!” The little strumpet lashed back and forth across my sensitive nubbin.
Orgasm crashed over me. My thighs clamped on her head like a vise. My legs kicked and I pulled her hair. “Fuuuuuuuuck,” I groaned.
My muscles relaxed and I sprawled on the bed. My thighs released my poor sister’s head.
Daria crawled up my body and kissed me with wet lips. “I made you cum!” she exclaimed, her voice full of wonder and pride.
“Yeah you did. You’re a natural.”
“I wasn’t sure if I really knew how,” she admitted. “I’m glad you went first.”
I pulled a blanket over us, and Daria nestled her head on my breasts. The warmth of her long body against mine was completely relaxing. “Tell me about you, little sister,” I urged.
She thought for a minute. “When Momma died, I was sad and… I don’t know what to call it… kind of nervous and skittish for months. Dad and my friend Ava helped me through that. I didn’t go to college because I don’t really like school. I got the waitress job and was living day to day until I spotted you in the coffee shop.”
I kissed her. “It took courage to tell me your secret.”
“I’m glad I did,” she stated. “Tell me about you.”
“It was always just me and Mom,” I sighed. “She’s a third grade teacher and loves it. She encouraged me to go to college, but like you I wasn’t a fan of school. I started getting payments from the Trust when I turned 18, and that made me lazy. I did learn guitar though, and had a ball playing in the band.”
“And then the plane crashed,” Daria prompted.
“Yeah, and my life was turned upside down. I don’t know if I can handle the responsibilities. I really don’t,” I admitted. “I must sound terrible, complaining about my rich and privileged life.”
“No, I get it. The whole town needs you to step up. That’s a lot of pressure to have dumped on you,” she empathized.
I kissed her for understanding. “And then I met you,” I said with a smile, “and suddenly everything looked brighter.”
Daria beamed with delight. “For me too,” she agreed.
My fingers ran through her glorious red hair. “So… how do you like your first time in bed with a girl?”
“I really like it!” she chirped, sounding a bit surprised by herself. “Your body feels so good, and you smell sexy.”
“Your boyfriends didn’t smell good?”
“Ha, no,” she scoffed. Her fingers traced circles on my abs. “What’s next? Are you going to teach me all kinds of lesbian tricks?”
I grinned. “Let’s save the advanced techniques for another day. I don’t want to scare you off.” I licked her long, slim neck.
“Ooooookay,” she moaned.
“Your neck is sensitive.” I licked again.
“Yeaaaaaah,” she sighed.
My lips and tongue toyed with her neck.
“I feel like I’m melting,” she giggled. “I’m turning into a puddle of goop.”
I snickered. “You’re so cute.” I switched to the other side of her neck and she groaned and shivered. When her hands grasped my shoulders, I asked, “Too much?”
“God, no,” she assured me. “I love it. I just don’t know what to do with my hands.”
“Stroking my back is always good,” I suggested. “And slide them down to my butt, if you want. I like that.”
I returned to kissing and licking her neck. Her hands lightly caressed up and down my back a couple times, then slid all the way down to land on my butt. Her fingers tentatively squeezed my cheeks.
“Oooh yeah,” I encouraged. “Good girl.”
Emboldened, she spread her fingers and palms to give a firmer squeeze.
I shimmied in response. “Do you like the feel of my butt?” I inquired.
Daria nodded. “Firm but soft. I like it. You have a really good butt.”
My hands quickly slid down her back to cup her butt cheeks too. It made her gasp.
“Our butts are a lot alike,” I told her. “Sister butts.”
“Yeah,” she agreed and began to squirm with excitement.
My lips closed on hers for a hungry kiss. Our hands kneaded our butts like dough.
I wedged my thigh between her legs and she instinctively rode it. Her damp pussy left tracks on my skin. My hands on her ass controlled the tempo of her movements. “Ooo, ooo, ooo,” she moaned.
“Ride it, cowgirl.”
Each pass of her pussy on my leg, she adjusted a bit. “Ugh,” she grunted when she discovered the magic angle that rubbed her clit just right. She pressed it a couple more times and I sensed heat and tension surging in her. “Ellie?” she questioned, looking a bit embarrassed to be humping my leg and getting off on it.
“It’s okay,” I assured her. My hands on her ass urged her on. “Cum for me little sister.”
“Oh god,” she groaned. Her eyes rolled up and three big shudders shook her lithe body in quick succession.
My hands left her butt so I could wrap her up tight in my arms. “Good girl,” I praised before sealing our lips together. Daria’s arms cinched just as tightly around me as she calmed from her orgasm.
We shared breath and clung to each other for a long time.
“I think I might like sex with girls,” my sister observed and giggled.
I giggled along with her.
“Why doesn’t this feel wrong, Ellie?” Daria asked. “We’re sisters.”
“I don’t know. Maybe because we’re only half-sisters, and only by blood.”
“What does that mean?”
“We didn’t grow up together. We’re basically strangers with the hots for each other. Our genetics are a technicality.”
She looked dubious.
“Is it too weird?” I asked, hoping it wasn’t.
Daria thought about it. “No. It should be, but it’s not.”
“Good.” It was late in the afternoon so I asked, “Will you stay for dinner and spend the night? Please? I don’t want you to leave yet.”
She smiled and agreed, “I’d love to. I’ll call Dad so he won’t worry.”
Together we made tacos for dinner. Then we talked and made love and talked and made love. Daria finally fell asleep cuddled up against me.
I laid there and watched her for a while. I was crushing on the girl so hard, harder than I ever had before, and it made me giddy. The fact that she was my sister made her inexplicably hotter. With that thought, I drifted off to sleep.
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DECEMBER 11
When I woke, Daria was already awake and watching me. She blushed when I caught her staring. Of course she did.
“Morning,” I murmured and leaned in to kiss her. The touch of our lips lingered.
She blushed more after the kiss. “Good morning,” she whispered. Her eyes couldn’t hold mine for more than a moment.
I smiled. “Feeling shy this morning?”
She timidly responded, “I guess so.”
I rolled to face her. My boobs shifted to stack up the way they do, and her eyes followed the movement. We were so close that our noses almost touched. “I’m not surprised,” I told her. “You had several firsts yesterday, and now you woke up with a girl for the first time. It’s a lot.”
She nodded. “I’m sorry.”
“Nothing to be sorry about.” I gently laid a hand on the side of her face and she instinctively rubbed her cheek on it. “Yesterday was great,” I told her. “And I don’t just mean the sex, although that was awesome. I love being with you, and I want a lot more of it. Is that what you want too?”
A smile edged onto her pretty face. “Yes,” she answered.
I rolled on top of her and pinned her arms to the mattress. Her smile broadened, happy that I was taking the lead. I kissed her three times and decided to take a chance. “I’m crushing on you more than I ever have on anyone before,” I confessed. “So don’t have any doubt about how much I want you.”
Her face lit up. “I thought maybe I was feeling things that you weren’t,” she admitted.
“Good. We’re on the same page.” I released her arms and she immediately wrapped them and her legs around me.
I dropped my hands to her sides and tickled her. “Eee!” she screeched. “Ellie! Don’t!” She tried to get away from me but couldn’t. We laughed and squealed like little kids.
I dragged Daria into the shower. “You’re even sexier when you’re wet and soapy,” I told her. My hands wandered all over her pale silky skin.