Help Me, Sister, Part Two

  • Posted on October 24, 2019 at 2:46 pm

by FaeLissa

Silently, gazing at a red-faced Aislin, the younger girl made a decision.

Maolisa untied the sash holding Aislin’s kimono closed, then used it to tie her wrists together. Taking the free end of the sash, she led Aislin out into the hall, up the stairs, into Aislin’s bedroom. Once there, she untied her and took her kimono off for her, then pushed her onto the big bed in the middle of the room, “It seems that my big sister is in luck. Baby sister wants to play with her.”

She tied her sister’s wrists and ankles to the four corners of the bed, making sure they were stretched just enough to be slightly uncomfortable, then sat beside her and explained to Aislin what a safe word was, then had her practice saying it over and over so it would be in her head should the need arise. She stood up, bent over her restrained sister, and kissed her, letting Aislin suck on her tongue for a moment. “I’m going to get a drink. Did you want something?” She grinned as she left the room.

Aislin moaned in desire and frustration as her sister left her, still tied to the bed. Her hips and shoulders were aching from the tension Maolisa’s bonds had them under, but the ache felt good and made her even more excited. She could feel her heart racing, and a thin sheen of sweat was forming all over her body.

As she waited for whatever Maolisa had planned, she repeated the safe word over and over, afraid that she would forget it when she needed it. She trusted Mail not to hurt her any more than she wanted, but she knew that there was a very big risk that her excitement might be enough to trigger an attack.

***

Taking her time, Maolisa went down to the library to get a bottle of brandy, then to the kitchen to get some soda for Aislin. Mail knew Ash would want a strong drink, but she couldn’t allow her sister to her have more than one, as it might react badly with the medicines Ash took to manage her spiraling moods. On the way back to the bedroom, Maolisa wiggled her toes on the cool tile of the kitchen floor and made a mental note to thank Aislin for getting her to pay attention to such things. Life’s much more interesting when you notice the fine details, she thought.

Watching Maolisa enter the room bearing liquor, soda, and glasses, Aislin had to smile. Anticipation had her wet and warm, and her little sister’s pretty face made her heart melt, even more now that she knew Mail wanted her.

Ash was quivering with fear, arousal and anticipation. After all, she’d never had sex with anyone, and only knew of BDSM from a book she’d found. The one porn film she’d seen was so badly made she was laughing too hard to get excited — which, Aislin’s mother informed her, was more or less typical of the genre. After that, her sex education was confined to reading about it.

Maolisa put the drinks and glasses on a small table by the door. It looked like it was intended as a nightstand, but with the bed in the middle of the room, it would have looked out of place next to it. She poured herself a glass of brandy and walked up to the side of the bed, smiling down at her bound sister. “You look so cute stretched out like that. I probably need to get pictures before I let you up again.” She took a sip of her drink, her cheeks flushed as she looked over her sister’s nude body, admiring the way light seemed to make her pale skin glow. With the freckles on her face and the red-brown of her areolas the only real colors to be seen, Aislin looked as if she didn’t actually exist in this world.

Realizing she was holding her breath, Maolin let it out in a sigh. “Sis, you are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. I love you,” she smiled at her sister’s pretty face, “and I want to make love to you.” She grinned, “right after I play with that lovely body of yours.”

“I love you, too.” Ash blushed, turning her face away. “After — after you play with me?”

“Having my way with you, while you’re tied down and naked, until you go crazy with pleasure.” She took another gulp of brandy, then put it on the table and returned to the bed, kneeling beside her sister. “First, though, I want to kiss you and taste your candy-coated tongue. You’ve tasted mine, but never gave me yours.”

Blushing hotly, but trying to look at her sister, Aislin murmured, “You didn’t tell me to. I can’t do things like that if you don’t tell me to.” She managed to force herself to meet her sister’s gaze, then blushed even brighter, turning away again. “See, that’s why I don’t look at people!”

Laughing, Maolisa caressed her sister’s cheek and then kissed it. “No it’s not, and you know it.” Turning Aislin’s face toward hers, she started kissing her lips, “I bet you got excited, knowing your sister was looking at your pussy with lust in her heart. Now give me your tongue.”

As Mail sucked on her sister’s tongue, candy-sweet as she expected, she slid a hand down Aislin’s trembling cheek to her delicate throat, then lightly trailed two fingers down her breastbone. She slipped a fingertip over the hard bubble of a nipple. “You want me to think of you sexually.” Leaning over, she blew lightly, then bit the nipple, licking while it was in her mouth. As Ash moaned, Maolisa felt it in her mouth, and had to moan in response.

Closing her eyes tightly, Aislin found that by concentrating on the feelings of lust and desire, she could keep the fear from growing too fast. She almost grinned as she realized the fear was actually contributing to the lust and excitement she felt.

As her sister pulled at her nipple with teeth almost as small and sharp as her own, she cried out in a little squeak before biting her lip, forcing herself to stay quiet. She didn’t want to make Mail worry and then stop pleasuring her. Each little bite, and there were many, made her feel warmer and wetter. Gradually, as the pressure built, Ash noticed she was trembling more.

Feeling her sister’s little body begin to shake, Maolisa released her nipple and looked up. “Are you sure you can handle this? Do you want me to stop, or maybe go slower?” Watching Ash’s face twist in confusion, she remembered that Ash couldn’t handle a series of questions very well, especially when she was feeling emotional. She caressed Aislin’s chest and started again. “Are you okay with what I’m doing?”

Aislin shook her head. “No.”

“Do you want me to stop?”

Aislin shook her head again. “No.”

Smirking, Maolisa leaned over and caressed her sister’s nipples again, then kissed her, licking at her lips, finally moving away from her. Finding a comfortable chair near the bed, she curled herself in it and watched as Ash’s trembling slowly faded.

“We’re going to have to go slow and let you build a tolerance for this, aren’t we?”

Looking a little sheepish, Aislin nodded. “Uh-huh. I’m sorry. I was so excited, being helpless and scared, I forgot to say something.”

Maolisa grinned, “So you like being scared and horny at the same time?”

Aislin blushed and made sure her face was turned as far as it could be away from her sister. “Uh-huh!” She curled her fingers and toes as she realized how excited she sounded, whimpering a little in embarrassment. “Strong feelings get all mixed up and then, um, well…” she trailed off weakly.

When Mail thought Ash was calm enough to try again, she stood, making sure she was in her sister’s line of sight, then let her kimono fall to the floor. She moved closer to the bed again, heading around the corner and approaching the footboard, then smiled at Aislin. “I think you have a foot fetish,” grinning a bit as Ash sucked in a tight gasp, “and I think it might even apply to your own little piggies.” She smiled as the toes in question curled up tightly, then reached for the closest foot — caressing the sole lightly, surprised to find it as soft as a child’s. She watched visible shivers run up and down her sister’s body with each stroke, then grinned as Ash moaned deeply. “I see that it does.”

Whimpering and squirming, Aislin bit the inside of her cheek to try to keep quiet, but as her sister’s fingers ran over the sensitive sole of her foot she lost a bit of control and mewled, twisting and turning in the satin bonds that restrained her. Feeling as if she couldn’t get away made her whimper even more, and she looked away from her sister, ashamed of getting so excited over such little things, her face reddening yet again.

“How can your itty bitty feet be so soft and sensitive, when you go barefoot all the time?” Maolisa climbed on the bed to press her cheek to the bottom of Aislin’s foot. “You’re even softer than my bum.” She lifted her face and grinned at Ash. “See how you like this.” She pressed her lips to the tiny toes, and her sister seemed to grow tense all over.

Kissing and rubbing her lips across the little balls had her sister moaning, gasping, and twisting from side to side. Mail looked a few times to see if there was any fear on Ash’s face, but it looked more like excitement, so she returned her attention to the tiny toes. Sucking them into her mouth, she hummed, making them vibrate, and felt her sister bounce frantically on the bed, her hips thrusting at the air, lost in sexual rapture. Still, Maolin continued to run her tongue over the Aislin’s foot until her orgasm was done.

Aislin whimpered and wiggled her foot, trying to take it away, but between the gentle pressure of her sister’s hands and the sash holding her leg in place, all she managed was to give Mail’s mouth even greater access. She moaned and squirmed, struggling to say the word but unable to remember it. Never having experienced such a strong reaction to anything, she started to panic, pushing herself over the edge into a second climax that had her entire body bouncing and thrashing as much as the ties would allow.

Maolisa resisted the urge to cuddle and love her sister until the orgasm was done and Aislin was lying limp, gasping for breath, but with a huge smile on her face. Then, lying down alongside the young woman’s trembling body, she gave Ash a playful kiss, “Time for you to give me your tongue again, big sister.”

As Aislin eagerly returned the kiss, Mail lightly nipped at her sister’s tongue, then sucked it roughly. She tried to look in her sister’s eyes, but, as always, Ash couldn’t let her, closing them tightly. “Don’t forget to tell me when you are getting overwhelmed, okay?” Maolin said.

“Kay,” Aislin murmured, then gasped as Maolisa twisted one of her hard nipples. “’Cept sometimes.” She squeaked when Mail tugged at the nipple again, then moaned, “You’re gonna make me come again!”

“You like me to hurt you?” Maolisa asked, just to confirm what she thought was happening. “Is that what Mom meant by calling you a sensation addict?”

Blushing and scrunching up her face, Aislin nodded. “Strong feelings make me horny,” she stared at her sister’s nose, “and I like being horny.” She giggled. “Mom only found out, cause she used to spank me for being bad since I don’t listen to getting yelled at, and one day she was really mad and got carried away and gave me a huge orgasm. She hardly spanks me anymore.”

Mail giggled with her, asking, “Hardly?” and got back to torturing her nipples, biting and twisting and pulling, smiling each time she could get a squeal from her sister. When she didn’t get an answer, she bit harder until Aislin was whimpering and panting heavily. “So, do you get Mom to spank you now, so you can get off?” Still without an answer, she bit one nipple nearly hard enough to pierce the skin.

Squealing and thrashing, Aislin started churning her hips again. The feeling in her injured nipple pushing her higher and higher, she felt she couldn’t catch her breath, and when Mail bit her again, she screamed and felt herself come once more.

When she noticed Aislin’s orgasm, Maolisa took a chance and pressed her mouth to her sister’s, kissing Ash deeply while she enjoyed the results of her nipple torture. Before she realized she was doing it, Mail was straddling her humping sister, getting very stimulated by the motion of their grinding bodies.

As Aislin started to slow down, Mail kept a close look on her face to try to figure out if she needed to move away or not, but Ash’s facial expressions were not very helpful. When her sister shifted from thrusting her hips to trembling all over, that was a much stronger clue, and Maolisa quickly dismounted.

Gasping for air, Aislin tried to wave her hands and kick her feet, started to panic when she couldn’t, then remembered that she was restrained. The thought made her feel safer, somehow, and she stopped trying to move. As awareness returned, Ash noticed her sister was on top of her, kissing her passionately. She returned the kiss as well as she could, but the trembling started and she had to close her eyes and grit her teeth and ball her hands into little fists to hold back the fear. She breathed a huge sigh of relief as Mail moved away.

Maolisa knelt beside her sister again, spreading her knees, and reached out to caress Ash’s arm, getting a twitch in response. She sat back on her heels and waited, smiling softly as Ash’s body very slowly relaxed.

Once Aislin’s breathing was close to normal, Maolisa reached out slowly and took the injured nipple between thumb and finger and squeezed just enough to get a gasp. “Are you going to answer me now?” she said, grinning as Ash shook her head no, then pulled again. “There’s only two ways this can end. You say the safe word, or you answer me.” Aislin twisted and turned on the bed, thrashing as much as she could while tied so tightly, still shaking her head. Mail let up and watched Ash relax again, tears in the corners of her eyes. “Why won’t you answer?”

Aislin bit her lip and sniffled, then shook her head once more. She looked toward her sister, then away.

“Are you ashamed of this?” Mail asked, then sighed as Ash nodded very slightly. “You don’t have to be. Not with me. I know you can be a bad girl at times, but it isn’t like you have a lot of control.” She leaned over and kissed her lips lightly, then whispered, “I can spank you to make it better. Bad girls need lots of spankings, don’t they?” Aislin nodded vigorously, making Maolisa giggle. “I think we can work with that.” She studied the blush on her sister’s face. “Feeling naughty and ashamed gets you hot, doesn’t it?”

Keeping her face turned away from Mail made it easier for Ash to think, but still not comfortable enough to talk about embarrassing things. She never could talk about them, always writing about them ahead of time when she went to therapy, then just nodding or shaking her head as the doctor read and talked about them. She hoped that her mother had told Maolisa all about that sort of thing, so she and her sister never had to talk about it. Then again, she understood that maybe it was hard for other people to talk about, too. She was tempted to just blurt out that everything made her horny, but the same thing that prevented her from asking for what she wanted prevented her from admitting anything like that.

Mail laid down on her sister again, then forced her face around for a kiss, “I think I like my sister being so kinky. I can play with you and know that you like it, even when it makes you blush and cry.”

Ash nodded and let herself be kissed again, let Maolisa have her tongue. After being told to do it at least once, her fear of rejection could be overcome more easily. It still existed, but wasn’t as powerful. She felt much more comfortable, now that Mail had figured out some of her worst secrets, although she realized that they weren’t much of a secret in the first place. She managed to enjoy kissing her sister for several minutes before the shaking started again.

Maolisa stayed where she was for a couple of minutes, watching Aislin’s face as the fear and sexual excitement built, then slowly started kissing her way down the older girl’s bare body. She planted little kisses on Ash’s chin, her throat, her breastbone, pausing to admire her sister’s hard nipples as they stood proudly on her broad boyish chest, then continuing her way downward. By the time Mail was lying between Ash’s thighs, her sister was shivering again, moaning continuously.

Now crying from the stress, Aislin wanted to tell her sister to go away, leave her alone… yet at the same time she ached for Mail to continue. Her fingers and toes curled painfully as her body tried to panic and orgasm at the same time. While she couldn’t decide which was more important, it didn’t matter — the question wasn’t really a question, since she couldn’t talk anyway.

The thought that she was completely helpless, without even recourse to the safe word, made Aislin brace herself for an orgasm, before her sister so much as kissed her mound. It was a race between the oblivion of a panic attack and the heaven of a panic-induced orgasm, although she wasn’t consciously thinking about it.

Feeling Ash starting to twist about in her bonds, Maolisa held her until she calmed down a bit, then put her mouth directly on her big sister’s slit — kissing it lightly, then using her tongue to explore the tender cleft. Pressing her tongue inside she discovered that Aiolin had no inner lips, just a soft smooth fold leading to her tight little opening, a tiny nub of a very stiff clitoris just above.

Wrapping her arms around the bouncing thighs to keep her mouth in place, Mail licked between the two places of interest, getting only a few very quick strokes in before she heard the squeal and felt the frantic tossing of Ash’s next orgasm.

Aislin relaxed quickly once Maolisa let her go, smiling briefly at her sister before closing her eyes and dozing off, completely exhausted. Even feather-light kisses from her sister’s lips couldn’t keep Ash awake, although they did somehow get her aroused again before she lost consciousness.

Maolisa didn’t let the fact that her sister was asleep stop her from exploring Aislin’s body. Indeed, it was a convenient way to get familiar with the older girl while bypassing Ash’s fear and stress attacks.

Opening her sister’s pussy with her fingers, she probed inside with her tongue, savoring the thickening results of Aislin’s multiple orgasms. She decided she liked the taste of her sister even more than the taste of her own cunt, which she loved.

She smiled as Ash moaned in her sleep, then inserted a finger deep inside her vagina, eliciting another loud moan, before slipping it out and using the juices to ease it into the pucker of her sister’s bum. She was surprised to hear another loud moan and, suddenly curious, moved her free hand around to her own ass, then gently slid a finger into her rectum, which caused her to gasp. She muttered into Aislin’s pussy, “I didn’t know that felt so good!”

Her own pussy now hot and wet, Maolisa climbed back onto the bed and knelt in front of Aislin’s face, spreading both knees wide and sitting on her heels, twisting one ankle from side to side until the heel pressed firmly into her vulva.

The first thing Aislin saw as she woke from her impromptu nap was her sister’s small heel resting against the lips of her pussy. She licked her lips, sure she was still dreaming, and murmured, “Do that to me!” As she heard her own voice, Ash realized she was waking up and blushed brightly, closing her eyes to try to make this into a dream where she could talk like that.

When she opened them again a few seconds later, the scene hadn’t changed and she bit her lip. nearly hard enough to hurt. She whimpered with desire, then looked up her sister’s body toward her face, stopping at Mail’s smiling lips.

“Hi,” she whispered.

“Hi.” Maolisa smiled down at Ash. “I thought you might like seeing that when you woke.” She leaned over, lifting a little so her sister could see that her pussy had left her foot wet, and lightly kissed her cheek. “I hope you mind that I molested you while you were sleeping.”

“Um, you want me to mind?” Aislin looked confused.

“Yes, that way you’ll get all excited, and I can have more fun with you. Think about how you would feel, knowing someone was doing sexual things to you in your sleep, taking advantage of you without you even being aware of it.”

Aislin looked even more puzzled, “If I’m asleep and don’t know, then I wouldn’t feel anything about it.”

Grinning, Mail caressed Ash’s cheek, “You’re telling me that nothing that happens to you when you’re asleep could make you embarrassed or ashamed or mad?”

“Well, I guess if it hurt when I woke up, or other people knew and thought it was my fault… then I might care, but I don’t think so.” She shrugged as much as she could while restrained, “I guess I can’t feel anything about stuff I don’t know is happening.”

“So to embarrass you, just saying things won’t work?”

Aislin blushed lightly, “Nope. I mostly get embarrassed because of stuff I do, or how I react. Like getting a spanking isn’t embarrassing, but liking it is, and having an orgasm from it is kind of humiliating.”

“Oh. If I gave you an orgasm by spanking, you’d feel humiliated?” Maolisa frowned.

Blushing even brighter, Aislin shook her head, “No, I don’t think so. I don’t know. The only person that ever did that was Mom, and I think that’s why I feel so bad after.”

“Feel? Not felt?” Maolisa grinned at her sister again, reaching out to caress her cheek. “So now I have my answer.” As Aislin, suddenly bashful again, tried to hide her face, Mail shifted around on her knees, sitting on her feet and keeping them out of the way of her pussy, “Tell me this: would you be embarrassed to watch me masturbate for you?”

Turning her face back quickly, Aislin shook her head, licking at her lips and staring directly at her sister’s pussy, making Mail feel a little less confident than she’d been pretending to be.

Now her turn to blush, Maolisa placed a hand on her mound, rubbing gently, “I’ve been thinking how hot it would be to play with myself while someone watched, but I hadn’t planned to do it for real.” As she started getting herself warmer, she relaxed a little and let her finger slide inside her folds. “But having my sister watch me finger myself… now that feels so bad and exciting.”

Having no inner lips of her own, she briefly wondered if that was a family genetic thing, or simply another of the unusual features she shared with her sister. After a bit of clumsy moving about, she was holding herself open in a way so as to allow her sister to see her masturbate, watching Aislin’s eyes while she worked a finger in and out of her pussy.

Aislin’s heart pounded as she realized that Maolisa felt that what they were doing was wrong, and therefore planned to keep right on doing it. She realized she hadn’t thought of Mail’s point of view at all and grimaced at herself. Normally, Ash hid as much as possible from thinking about other people, because it was too overwhelming, but she knew she should be trying for her sister. She told herself she would make it up later, and returned to watching her sister masturbate. She wanted to reach out and help, but only tugged at her bindings a little before settling back down to take in the incredible view of Maolisa mauling her cunt.

Just as Maolisa felt herself about to come, she made sure her sister had a good view, then tried to watch Aislin’s face as she squirted all over her busy hand. She barely caught a glimpse of the shock in her sister’s eyes before she had to let herself tip over and lie on the bed, her body glowing with pleasure. When she finally caught her breath, Mail put her wet hand to her sister’s mouth to let Ash lick it clean.

While she sucked the nectar from her sister’s fingers Aislin furrowed her brow, suddenly puzzled. “I saw you pee… but it doesn’t taste like pee, it tastes like pussy.”

Giggling, Maolisa drew close and hugged Ash, “That wasn’t pee! I came on my fingers, silly! And if you thought it was pee, then how come you were so anxious to lick it?”

Shrugging, Ash grinned a little bashfully, “It came from you. So I don’t really mind…” She trailed off.

Maolisa took her hand back to get the last taste of her cunt from it, “if you touch the right place inside, you can make your pussy squirt… sometimes quite a lot. I love the taste.” She snuggled her sister. “When you get more comfortable with me, I’ll do it in your mouth. And I’ll teach you to squirt, too.”

Aislin grinned at her sister. Her hands and feet were feeling a bit numb from being tied up for so long, but she was unable to say that she needed to be freed. She twisted her hands and feet around to get them more comfortable, then blushed as Maolisa noticed and started reaching for the ties. “You don’t have to… let me loose. Not if you don’t want to.”

“Yes, I do. Don’t want your cute little hands and feet to fall off, I have plans for them.” Maolisa finished freeing her sister and watched Aislin curl up into a ball in the middle of the bed, rubbing her wrists and ankles. “I’d apologize for making them hurt, but I think you liked it. Anyhow, you look so cute getting the circulation back.”

Still rubbing her extremities, Aislin peeked over at her sister and whispered shyly, “You say ‘cute’ a lot.”

Sitting beside her sister, Maolisa scooped Aislin up onto her lap, “Does that bother you?” When Ash shook her head, Mail kissed her forehead. “You are very cute. You mix sexy and cute together in such interesting ways, then add a batch of pretty into the mix.”

Aislin giggled, sounding like the little girl she so often resembled, and rested the side of her head against Mail’s shoulder, looking down at her breasts. With one small hand, she reached out and gingerly touched a semi-erect nipple, then started at Maolisa’s gasp. After a moment’s pause, she reached for the nipple again, lightly brushing it with a fingertip, watching the little bud grow and stiffen. Wrapped up in her first up-close study of Mail’s breast, Ash seemed to forget that she was snuggled on her sister’s lap, still feeling relaxed and curious. Her hand opened gradually and she caressed more of the breast, letting the now-hard nipple glide lightly across her palm in a circle.

Maolisa bit her lower lip and closed her eyes tightly, stifling a soft moan to avoid bringing notice to herself as she savored her sister’s attention. With Aislin curled up in her lap, knees to chest and heels to bum, all Mail could do was wrap both arms around her and let her explore. Maolisa wanted her sister to feel more at ease with being held, but it was hard to maintain her calm when Ash was touching sensitive and intimate parts.

Finally unable to remain silent, Maolisa let out a tiny whimper, hugging her big sister tightly. To her surprise, Aislin was not at all distracted from her study, merely shifting her arm a little to fit the slightly smaller space Mail had allowed it. Mail rested her cheek on the top of Aislin’s head, which only served to push her face a little closer to the breast that she was studying so intently.

The soft warm breath on Mail’s skin caused her to moan, her hands clutching at Ash’s body as she felt herself growing wet and warm. When Aislin’s foot slipped down between Mail’s thighs, rubbing against the smooth skin of her mound, Maolisa was sure she was about to come. She sucked her lower lip into her mouth, gripping it between her teeth.

Having her face pushed a little closer to the object of her interest, Aislin thought about how the different textures between nipple, areola, and surrounding skin would feel in her mouth. She’d always liked to put things in her mouth for testing, often getting into trouble for it while growing up.

Ash leaned forward, shifting in her sister’s lap, failing to notice that her foot was now resting against Mail’s pussy. Squirming a little to get the right angle, she placed a hand under and around the cone of her sister’s breast, then bent forward, taking the nipple into her mouth. As her lips closed around the hard nub, Ash instinctively started suckling Maolisa’s breast, her tongue circling and stroking around the tip.

Maolisa cried out, unable to hold back as Ash pleasured her nipple. Hugging her sister with one arm, Mail slipped her other hand between their bodies to grasp her sister’s foot, which she pressed snugly against her sex. Aislin quickly got the idea, then began to help Maolin by wiggling her toes.

Not for the first time, Mail was astonished by how single-minded Aislin could be, to the point where things that would normally have her freaking out could be completely overlooked when something else grabbed her attention. In fact, she was relaxed enough that Maolisa was able to lie backwards, pulling Ash with her, and straighten out her own legs. Ash never once let go of her younger sister’s breast, shifting position as needed to keep hold of it. Now Mail was in a better position to masturbate with her sister lying on top of her, still mostly curled up.

Aislin snuggled into her sister’s body, the breast in her mouth making her feel safe and secure. She was lost in a lovely half-sleep, enjoying the feeling of being held so closely, though still somewhat aware that she was giving pleasure to Maolin with her toes.

Now that she was able to lie down, Maolisa found the angle made it easier for her to use her own hand along with her sister’s foot to masturbate. She proceeded to insert two fingers into her cunt, while letting Aislin’s toes stimulate her clit. This powerful combination quickly brought Mail much needed relief as a powerful orgasm claimed her.

Once Mail had caught her breath, she raised her hand to her sister’s face and wiped her honey on Aislin’s lips, then brought her moist fingers the rest of the way to her mouth to lick up the last bit. She reached back down to hold her sister’s foot against her mound as she dozed off. Ash soon fell asleep as well.

Coming before long… Part Three!

 

6 Comments on Help Me, Sister, Part Two

  1. Nathan Riches says:

    I do so love this story, the way you have nailed the behaviour of autists, as well as the love and care between the sisters. Also love the kinky side of Aislin, as well as the sense of it being an extension of the way autistic people are more sensitive to different sensations. Look forward to more.

    One quick thing I would like is an explanation for their lack of physical development, as Im not aware of that being part of autism.

    • JetBoy says:

      I never thought of the immaturity of their bodies as being connected with their autism, honestly.

      When reading the story, I was struck by what an original approach it was to erotic fiction… and yeah, the author does seem to have a certain familiarity with autism. You’ll see more of that in subsequent chapters.

  2. Euphorsyne, Thalia & Aglia says:

    Wow! so good!..loved this slow, delicate, controlled sexual exploration Maolisa & Aislin have gotten into! Great dialogue,Faelissa, and brilliant story line. Euch intricate sexual positions and the way Mail has to adjust her carnal desires for her sister is really amazing,as the last two tiny paragraphs amply demonstrate, Mmmm!
    Can’t wait for the next chapter!

    E,T&A

    • Euphorsyne, Thalia & Aglia says:

      oops! what a doofus! the second sentence typo of “Euch” should be- “Such”
      (damn these new glasses I’ve got!…or maybe it’s these old eyes?..or maybe it’s the brain to hands & fingers connection?..hmm, the mind wanders… )

  3. G says:

    This story is very depressing and not in the sprit of Juicy Secrets. Please discontinue.

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