DECEMBER 14
Daria’s occasional bouts of shyness drove me wild. When she was timid and hesitant I had an urge to jump her and lick every inch of her body. Isn’t that weird? I don’t know why it was so attractive to me.
I couldn’t tell her because it would surely make her self-conscious. And anyway, I didn’t want her to “act” shy, I only wanted her to be that way if it came naturally.
That day, I came back from a workout at our building’s fitness center and I was wearing a black sports bra and black leggings. I looked hot in it, if I do say so myself, and I was slightly perspiring which made my skin glow.
Daria’s eyes darted to me and away, then again and again. She was too shy to just stare, which was super cute. To entice her, I put my arms over my head and stretched my entire body.
Her eyes jumped back to me for a moment but again quickly flicked away. I suppressed a chuckle and stood there watching her, drinking in my girlfriend’s endearing timidity and letting it stoke my libido.
She caught me staring and my eyes must have been smoldering because she blushed red and glanced away before bashfully returning her eyes to me.
“God, you’re sooooo cute,” I groaned. I pounced on her like a lioness on prey.
“Ellie!” my sister squealed.
In seconds I stripped off her sweats and wriggled out of my skintight sports bra and leggings. I pushed her back on the sofa and climbed on in the 69 position.
My sudden attack surprised her, but she immediately began kissing my inner thighs. The girl loved to get her head between my legs! I dove right in too, mimicking her kisses to the inner thighs.
In ten minutes we were both moaning and grunting. Fingers plunged in twats and tongues teased clits. We were both rising toward orgasm, but I didn’t want that yet.
I surprised her again by suddenly getting up. “Let’s take this to the bedroom,” I urged. I grasped her hand and pulled her along after me. She looked dazed.
“What’s gotten in to you?” she asked as I guided her onto our king-size bed.
“I want to show you something,” I told her. I opened my nightstand drawer and pulled out my trusty double-ended dildo. It was bright purple. “I’m not really into toys, but I’ve had fun with this one. It’s called the Share double dildo. This end goes in me. It’s wide up here but narrow here, so I can squeeze it with my vaginal muscles and hold it in place. This bump also helps hold it in place and can stimulate our clits as well. The rest is shaped like a typical dick. That’s for you, of course. It’s a decent size but not humongous. The head has a nice ridge. I think you’ll like it. Wanna give it a go?”
“I guess,” she hesitantly agreed.
I generously coated both ends in lube and used my hands to warm the plastic. Pushing my end into me wasn’t difficult because I was worked up from our 69 session, but I took it slow because the thing was fat.
Once it was in, I let Daria get a good look. It looked like I’d grown a purple prick. Her eyes got wide and she grinned. “It looks funny. Why is it purple?” she asked and giggled.
“I don’t know. Maybe it’s modeled after that purple dinosaur’s dick.” We both laughed. “Ready?” I crawled between her legs and the head of the plastic dick bumped against her pussy.
She nodded.
I nudged the head in. Like me, she was well prepped by our 69 session. Just a little push and half slid in.
“Ooooo,” she groaned.
“You good?”
“Uh huh.”
I pushed again and slowly impaled her with the rest.
Daria spread her legs wider and reached up to cup my tits. I slowly drew back then gliding back in. I worked into a nice easy rhythm.
She was smiling and playing with my boobs, but she didn’t seem to be as into it as I wanted. So I decided to talk dirty to her the way she liked. “Your big sister is fucking you,” I softly said.
“Oh god,” she moaned.
“My little sister is going to cum on my dick.”
She closed her eyes and thrust her hips at me.
I picked up my pace and angled it to rub more on the sensitive upper wall. “Fucking. Little. Sister,” I exclaimed in time with thrusts.
“Ellllllllie,” she whined.
“Cum for me,” I urged.
Her hips flexed to meet every stroke, and her hands moved to her own boobs to pinch her nipples. “Almost there,” she gasped.
I put a hand between us to twiddle her clit, and that pushed her over the peak.
“Ah!” she gasped. Her back arched and she tugged hard on her nipples. “Fuck!” Tremors shook her lithe body.
Mission accomplished. When she relaxed, I eased the dildo out of us and tossed it on the floor.
“So you liked that?” I inquired.
She cuddled against me. “Yeah, but I like lips, tongue and fingers more,” she informed me.
“Me too,” I agreed, “but some girls crave penetration.”
“Not me, I guess.”
“You don’t want to do it again?”
“We can do it once in a while,” she countered. “I mean, I did cum hard.”
“We’ll save it for special occasions.”
“Can I fuck you with it?” she asked.
“Someday, sure. But for now I want it to be my thing. Is that alright?”
“Uh huh.”
“Good,” I said and gave her a kiss before I spun around to put us back in the 69 position we’d been in earlier.
An hour later we sprawled next to each other on the bed, naked, sticky, and wonderfully tired.
I looked over at my lover. Our eyes met and damned if she didn’t blush again.
“Darrrrrrrria,” I moaned, “you have no idea what you do to me.” I quickly rolled on top of her.
“Ellie, we can’t,” she whined. “I’ll be late for work.”
“Fuck work,” I said. “Quit and be my stay-at-home girlfriend.”
Her eyes opened wide and her jaw dropped. “I can’t do that.”
“Of course you can. We have more money than we’ll ever need.”
“I not gonna mooch off you,” she stubbornly argued.
“Daria, I’ve told you the money is yours as much as mine. We’re both rich. Both of us. Not just me. You don’t need a job… at least not one you don’t like.”
She was quiet for a moment, then softly explained, “It doesn’t feel like the money is mine.”
“It is though,” I repeated and kissed her. “I’m not gonna let you go to that job anymore. Some girl who really needs it can have it.” To prevent her from fighting about it, I moved my lips to her right nipple and sucked it the way she adored.
“Elllllllllllllie,” she groaned.
I kept her in bed for two more hours, and then made her officially quit her job. It was for her own good.
“So, what am I supposed to do all day now that I don’t have a job?” Daria asked.
I smirked.
“Other than sex with you I mean,” she responded with her cute shy smile.
“Find a hobby, exercise, learn to play an instrument, do charity work. You have the time and money to do anything you can imagine.”
My adorable redheaded lover thought about it and nodded.
“Or you could endlessly pamper your big sister,” I joked.
Daria smiled and bestowed me with a kiss. “I can do that.”
Later that day, I was settled into my favorite spot on the sofa, watching TV.