Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

by Rosey M

July 10, 2006 – Rhonda

It’d been such a hectic week. Ashley may have told me about her talk with Mom, but judging from the bruising on Mom’s hand, I had the feeling a few details were left out. Plus, she’d been avoiding Ashley like the plague ever since, and had barely said two words to me.

I felt a little guilty by how happy I was that Mom was ignoring me. Some part of me loved her, but I sort of hated her, too. And after what happened that day, I didn’t want to be around her if I could help it.

It was a little weird when Ashley used her laptop’s webcam to take pictures of the marks Mom had left me with, but she told me it was “just in case.” My bruises had turned a yellowish-green, and most of the soreness had faded. They only hurt now if I pressed on them or bumped into something.

Ashley had thrown herself into the hunt for an apartment and didn’t have much time to spare between that and her job. I was pretty upset that I wouldn’t get to live with her for real, but she assured me that it would be just like I was.

I couldn’t stop thinking about the way she’d touched me between the legs, and how good it felt, but I was mortified at the immature way I’d behaved when she wouldn’t let me touch her the same way. I just wanted to make her feel as good as she made me, but she seemed almost ashamed at the thought of me doing that.

Maybe she thought I wasn’t experienced enough to make it happen for her, or maybe she just wasn’t in the mood, but she swore up and down that it had nothing to do with either of those things when I asked her.

I was still a little embarrassed to go outside, the way Mom had banged up my face, so I begged off when Ashley invited me to view a few apartments with her. She didn’t really like any of the places she looked at, or they wanted too much money.

Eventually she talked me into tagging along on Friday, saying it would be good for me to get out of the house for a bit. I quickly came to regret it after I saw the look of pity on the landlord’s face when she saw my bruises. She introduced herself as Donna and began chatting with Ashley.

She was really pretty, with long blonde hair and a bubbly personality. If I didn’t know any better, I’d have said she was acting kind of flirty with Ashley. I tried to hide my irritation, but some of it must have shown on my face, because Ashley shot me a questioning look when Donna turned to unlock the door of the apartment.

The viewing went well after that; it was a small apartment not too far from my school, and comfortably within Ashley’s price range. It was only a studio, but Ashley didn’t need a separate room when I’d be sharing her bed, anyway.

Donna scribbled on her clipboard as she showed us around, a charming smile on her face whenever she spoke. I could tell from the set of Ashley’s shoulders that she had picked up on the fakeness of it, too.

Then Donna discreetly slipped me a note while Ashley was pulling the stove away from the wall to check behind it. Curious, I opened it up. The note urged me to let her know if I needed help.

I felt sick. This lady must have thought Ashley was the one who hurt me.

When I looked back at her, she inclined her head toward the note, and kept eye contact with me. I slowly shook my head and smiled as I pointed at Ashley, then placed my hand over my heart. Donna let out a low sigh of relief, and I hastily crumpled the note, shoving it in my pocket before Ashley could see.

Donna’s cheeriness seemed much more genuine from then on, and eventually we all said our goodbyes, with Donna telling Ashley that she hoped she’d consider putting in an application for the unit.

I told Ashley about the note when we were back in her car, and she said that it was good of Donna to try and look out for me like that. But I could tell Ashley was annoyed at someone thinking she’d hurt me. I had a heck of a time convincing her to actually apply for the apartment, but she finally relented and dropped an application off.

***

I was starfished across Ashley’s bed, waiting for her to come home from her day shift. There was nothing good on TV, and I’d already finished my book, so there was nothing much to occupy my time. Mom wouldn’t be home for several hours, and I had the house to myself until Ashley returned.

I lay there spacing out until the sound of the phone ringing in Mom’s room brought me out of my reverie. I jumped from the bed and padded over to answer it, sort of hoping the answering machine would kick in before I got there.

I picked it up on one of the last rings. “Hello?”

“Hi there! May I please speak with Ashley Duff?”

“Sorry, Ashley’s at work right now. She should be home soon, though. Can I take a message?”

“Oh, is this Rhonda?”

“Yeah.”

“Hi, Rhonda! It’s Donna from Aster Properties. We met last week? I just wanted to let Ashley know that she was approved for the unit she applied for and I need her to call me back when she has some time to set things up. Can you jot down my number to pass along when she gets home?”

My heart skipped a beat. I was ecstatic that Ashley had caught a break after all the stress she’d been under for the past week. “That’s awesome! Thanks so much!” I glanced around for something to write with. “Um, just give me a sec!”

I found a pen on Mom’s nightstand but nothing to write on, so I ran to the kitchen and grabbed a piece of junk mail from the pile I brought in earlier. Donna gave me the number, I scribbled it down, and after thanking her again, hung up.

Hugging the envelope to my chest, I squealed in delight. Ashley and I would finally have our own place! Well, technically I’d still be living at Mom’s, but I’d be spending most of my time with my sister. It all seemed so unreal! I couldn’t wait to let Ashley know.

Practically skipping all the way to the living room, I turned on the TV, splayed myself across the couch and waited for Ashley to come home. I flicked over to the TV guide channel to see if anything good was coming up but there was nothing I wanted to watch.

I figured it wouldn’t be long until Ashley got back, anyway, so I put on a cartoon I didn’t care much about, mentally tuning it out while I thought about how quickly things were changing in my life. It wasn’t that long ago when I told Ashley I hoped there’d be a day where we could live without Mom bothering us, and she’d already made it happen.

I don’t know if that fit into the Amazing Sister or the Amazing Girlfriend category, but I decided to chalk it up as both. In the past couple of weeks alone, she’d protected me, shown me love and given me the most intense pleasure I’d ever known. Now she was giving me a place of refuge from my increasingly unhinged mother.

I really wanted to do something nice for her, to give her the same incredible feelings she’d given me. I’d seen her naked, and touched her chest a little bit, but she hadn’t let me explore the rest of her body yet. I thought maybe she’d be so happy about the apartment that she’d let me do more to her later.

The jangle of keys in the front door pulled me out of my head, and then Ashley was entering the lounge. She kicked off her shoes and made her way over to where I was lying, leaning over to give me a quick peck on the cheek. I lifted my head to meet her lips head on, and did my best to pour all the appreciation I felt for her into our kiss.

When she pulled away to smile at me, I took the opportunity to appreciate how amazing she looked. Her legs were encased in a slim pair of dress pants, and she was wearing one of her black button-up shirts with the sleeves rolled up past her elbows.

Her hair was tied back in a loose ponytail, highlighting the contours of her face. To me she looked perfect without makeup, but that day she was wearing just enough to enhance her sharp features and conceal the dark circles beneath her eyes. Those deep pools twinkled down at me when she noticed how I was looking her over.

Flushing, I quickly asked, “Hey, Ashley. How was work?”

“Hey yourself, cutie. It was fine. Sorry I’m late, my boss held me back for a little bit to ask if I was interested in going full-time, now that I’m not in school anymore. They’ve been scheduling me for more day shifts this past month, so I guess he’s seen me around more and, I dunno, maybe he’s impressed with my work ethic.”

“That’s great! Are you gonna do it?”

“Eh, I guess so. I kinda feel like I’m committing to sticking around for longer than I planned to if I accept it, but the extra money would be nice now that we’re getting a place. I’m pretty sure I can weasel a raise out of my boss if I say yes, so I suppose it wouldn’t be the worst situation until I find something else.”

She looked over at the coffee table where I’d left the piece of mail with the phone number written on it, then picked it up. “What’s this?”

I jumped up and smacked my forehead. “Shoot! Donna called about that rental property. She said you were approved and she wants you to call her.”

Ashley looked stunned. “Are you serious?”

At my emphatic nod, she broke out into a huge grin that lit up her entire face. She lifted me in the air and spun us around until I was shrieking with laughter. Kissing me soundly, she deposited me back on the couch with a bounce.

She headed out into the hall, still clutching the note. “I’ll be back in a minute. I’m just gonna see if I can catch Donna before she’s done for the day.”

I was still giggling as I reached up to brush my bangs to one side. Turning the TV off, I hopped up from the couch and made my way back toward Ashley’s room, pausing for a moment in the hall. She was on the phone in Mom’s room, speaking to Donna.

In Ashley’s room, I sat on the edge of the bed and looked around me. Pretty soon this room was going to be packed up, the posters and artwork I’d become so familiar with taken down forever. I would never see it like this again. Despite all the bad stuff that had happened in this house, I felt a deep sadness that this part of my life was coming to an end.

Things had been rough here, but it was still where we grew up. Very soon we’d be making a new life somewhere else, but there was one last memory I wanted to make in this room before it disappeared from my life forever. I just hoped Ashley would be willing.

Wanting to surprise her, I shucked my shorts and shirt. After thinking about it for a moment, I slid my panties down as well. I still felt some shame over the fading bruises on my body, but I knew Ashley wouldn’t be bothered by that. Stretching out on the bed, I waited for my sister.

I could hear Ashley leaving Mom’s room, her voice carrying across the hall. “I got the place, Rhonda! I need to give a security deposit and the first month’s rent, then I’ll be good to go! Wow, I’m starving. What are you in the mood for? We could order pizza—“

Noticing that her door was open, she peered inside, doing a double take at my state of undress. She stared at my bare body, then licked her lips in a way that made me weak inside.

She shut the door behind her, then her voice dropped to a low husk. “Well, I was gonna suggest we celebrate, but I see you’ve beaten me to it. Is this for me, sweetie?”

I shimmied further toward the center of the mattress as Ashley seemed to slink across the room like a panther. She climbed onto the bed and crawled closer until she was hovering over me. She put her hands on either side of my shoulders, effectively boxing me in.

“Is it, Rhonda? Did you get naked just for me? Hmm?”

She cupped my face for a moment, then began playing with my hair. Between the way Ashley loomed over me with that fire in her eyes and the anticipation of what might happen next, my heart was pounding like a bass drum. I needed to be touched so badly.

Finally, I cried out, “Y-yes, Ashley! You can have me!”

“What a nice gift,” Ashley murmured. “So… am I allowed to do this?” Smiling wickedly, she ducked her head to kiss me on the mouth.

I nodded shyly, then her lips were trailing downward. “What about this?” Ashley teased my neck with her tongue.

Pleasant sensations were coursing through my body, and I could only moan a reply. “Mmm-hmm.”

She began to caress my torso, her fingers snaking down my sides, then settling on my hips. Every inch of my body was tingling. She peppered kisses down my throat, pausing when she reached my chest. “And this…?”

I nodded again, this time without hesitation.

She licked at a nipple, sending a jolt of electricity through my body, then briefly took it between her lips to suck. I let myself sink into this awesome feeling, but before it got the chance to build, Ashley pulled away and murmured, “Is this okay, Rhonda? I need you to tell me you want this.”

I rolled my eyes. Why does Ashley keep doing this? Can’t she just relax and make love to me? I didn’t want to upset my sister, though. Choking back my annoyance, I whispered, “It’s nice. Keep doing that, please.”

She lavished my titties with more attention, the tip of her tongue tracing gentle circles around my nipples, flickering back and forth between each one. I gripped handfuls of her hair to hold her in place, and she redoubled her efforts, making me gasp in delight. “That’s it, yeah,” I moaned. “Don’t stop, okay?”

With Ashley’s focus entirely on my chest, my lower half was aching for relief. I decided to use my free hand to take the edge off, my fingers sliding through the wet folds of my slit. I didn’t think it was possible to feel better than I did at that moment.

My hand fell away from Ashley’s head to clutch her shirt instead. Raising herself, she glanced down between my legs. “Naughty girl…”

I had to bite my lip to stifle a moan. “I’m sorry, Ashley. I j-just had to!”

Her throaty chuckle sent shivers down my spine. “Don’t be sorry. I love naughty girls. Especially when it’s my baby sister who’s being naughty.”

Ashley’s hand trailed across my hip and onto my leg. Her fingers ghosted along my thigh, edging closer and closer to my busy hand. When she finally reached the epicenter of my arousal, she gently took hold of my wrist. I thought she was about to pull my hand away, but instead she entwined her fingers with mine and guided them back and forth so we were rubbing my pussy together.

I thought touching myself was good, but having someone else leading my movements was on a whole different level. Ashley moved expertly, showing me the best ways to masturbate.

With my pleasure building, and on the verge of orgasm, Ashley increased her speed and pressure, driving me nearer to the edge. My cry was muffled as she locked her lips to mine, my body shuddering beneath hers.

And still she ground our entwined fingers into my pussy as I climaxed, eking out every last ounce of pleasure until I was entirely spent. Only then did she slow to a halt. As I lay there panting for breath, Ashley guided our fingers up to her mouth where she gently sucked each one clean of my juices. I giggled when her tongue began dancing between each finger.

Ashley looked thoroughly satisfied as I gazed lovingly up at her. Her voice had lost its throatiness, but it was no less sexy for the confident lilt it now had. “Wow, raring to go, huh? You came so fast… but I hope you’ve got room for more.”

When I nodded, she guided me the rest of the way up the bed until my head was on her pillow. “Good. I’m going to give you something even better.”

Strands of hair had fallen free of her ponytail. She brushed them behind her ear, then traveled down my body until she was back to licking my chest. She didn’t spend very long tasting my nipples this time, moving down to my tummy instead.

I shrieked with laughter when her tongue darted into my belly button. I didn’t realize I was so ticklish there. I wriggled frantically, but Ashley held me in place so I couldn’t shift away. Finally, I was able to put both hands on my sister’s head and hold her at bay. “Knock it off, Ashley!” I giggled.

“Sorry, sorry,” she chuckled. “Couldn’t resist.”

I felt her hands on my inner thighs, slowly opening my legs until I was fully exposed. She said nothing for a long moment, just stared at my bare pussy.

Feeling a sudden twinge of shyness, I tried to close my legs. Ashley gently caressed my thighs to ease away some of my tension. “It’s okay, Rhonda,” she cooed. “I’m just admiring how beautiful you are. I can’t fucking believe this is finally about to happen. It all feels like a dream. Having you spread out for me like this, waiting for me to taste you.”

Ashley drew closer to my exposed slit, but stopped just shy of her target to suck gently on the surrounding skin. I whimpered, and she locked eyes with me, her hungry gaze sending a surge of warmth to my groin. “You have no Idea how much I’ve wanted this, Rhonda. And now I get to show you.”

The first lash of her tongue made me squeak with surprise, and I knew I had to say something while I still had the chance. “W-wait, Ashley!”

Ashley let go of my thighs and quickly backed away, a panicked expression on her face. “Fuck! I’m sorry, Rhonda. Did you not want that?”

“No! I mean, yes! I definitely want this. I just need to ask you something first.”

Ashley let out a relieved breath. “Oh, thank God. I didn’t want to rush you into anything. I thought maybe I’d pushed you too far.”

I shook my head. “No, no, that’s not it. I just… I want to actually touch you today, too. I know you said you like to be the one doing all the touching, but I don’t want it to be just me feeling good. I mean, you haven’t even taken your shirt off!”

Ashley peered down at her fully clothed body. When she looked at me again, I saw her reluctance. “I don’t know, Rhonda…”

I was just a kid, but even I could tell that this whole deal wasn’t fair to her. “Please? You do so much for me, and I don’t just mean, like, sex stuff. You’ve been protecting me my whole life, and I don’t get to do anything in return. I may not even be any good at making love, but can’t you at least let me try?”

“You think you don’t do anything for me? Y-you’re the only reason I have to get up in the morning, Rhonda! You make me smile and laugh, and…”  Ashley’s voice tightened with emotion. “T-there’s something wrong with me, Rhonda. I get so angry, and I have these thoughts… It’s like I can hear whispers, and when something gets me mad I just want to smash everything in sight… I dunno, I’m afraid I might be crazy as Kate.

“Sometimes things seem so dark and hopeless. I feel like I’m losing my mind. But when I’m with you, I remember that I have one good thing in this world. I know I don’t deserve you, but I don’t think I’ll ever be able to give you up.” She pushed my hair back behind my ears, then gave me a smile that nearly broke my heart.  “I-I know I’ve said it before, but I really do mean it – You’re everything to me, Rhonda. I love you.”

My eyes brimmed with tears as I reached up to pull Ashley back to me, my face pressed against her chest. “I love you, too, Ashley. I’ll be here for you, no matter what. If you ever feel bad again, just tell me how I can help, okay? I don’t ever want you to feel alone.”

“You help just by being you, Rhonda. That’s all I need.” Ashley let out a wry chuckle. “Damn, I really know how to kill the mood, huh? Things were going so well, too.”

I used the fabric of her shirt to wipe the moisture from my eyes, then smiled back at her. “Well, it’s not your fault. I was the one who stopped you. We should, uh, keep going, probably.”

Ashley studied me intently. “Yeah?”

I gently nodded. “Mmm-hmm. But like I said, it’s my turn after you do me. I need to make you feel good, too.”

My sister took a deep breath, then slowly released it. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure!”

After a moment’s pause, Ashley finally nodded. “Okay, then. I’m gonna eat you out, then I’ll let you decide what you want to do to me. Deal?”

I was ecstatic at finally getting a chance to return the favor. “Deal! Um… what’s eating out?”

My sister laughed out loud at that. “That’s what I was about to do earlier. It’s when you lick a girl’s pussy to make her feel good. Don’t know who decided it should be called ‘eating out’, but it sorta works, I guess.”

My cheeks were high with color as Ashley repositioned herself between my thighs. She went back to massaging my legs, and I slowly relaxed under her touch. I felt her soft kisses around my pussy, then she licked me, her tongue slowly tracing my slit.

I softly gasped, then let out a low moan as her tongue began snaking through my folds, alternating between long and short licks.

As Ashley’s mouth continued to work its magic, my body quivered with pleasure. I’d never felt anything that good before. Her tongue flicked across my clit, and I whimpered in delight as she focused her attention on that tiny sliver of flesh. She gently sucked on it, making me cry out. It’s a good thing Mom’s not home, I told myself.

Ashley slowly raised her head to look at me, and I was about to ask why she had stopped when she placed a hand on my mound to rub me there. “Feeling good, Rhonda?”

I nodded my head emphatically. “It feels amazing! Don’t stop, Ashley!”

My enthusiasm made her smile. “Oh, I don’t intend to. You taste delicious, and I’m not done just yet. But I told you I’d teach you how to do this, and I intend to do just that. You want to learn, right? Now of all the things I was doing when I licked your pussy, what felt best for you?”

Her fingers continued to run through my wet folds, and I was having trouble thinking clearly. “Um… Uh… When you licked my… what’s it called? The little lump.”

“The button at the top? Your clitoris?”

“Yeah, yeah, that! It’s called a… clit-tor-ris?”

Ashley’s fingers began gently tracing circles around the sensitive nub. “Yup, that’s the clit. Most girls like having it touched, but every girl’s different. You have to find out what feels best by paying attention to what your body’s telling you. Get it?”

As I nodded in understanding, she continued, “You can lick, suck, or rub anything down there, and it’ll probably feel good. But don’t be afraid to try things you haven’t done before. Maybe you’ll find something you like even better.”

The tip of her finger dipped inside my entrance, and my eyes widened in surprise at this new sensation. “Most girls eventually start putting fingers and other things inside themselves, ’cause that feels good, too. I think you should hold off on anything like that until you’re a little older. You still have your hymen, and the first time you put something all the way inside, it’ll hurt a little.”

I had no complaints. I didn’t want to be hurt if it wasn’t necessary, although I wondered if that meant I could put my fingers all the way inside Ashley. I didn’t much like the idea of someone else doing that to her for her first time. Maybe she’d done it to herself.

Ashley lowered her head back down until I could feel her breath caress my pussy. “Now pay attention and decide what feels best for you. If there’s anything you want me to do or not do, tell me. I want you to feel as good as possible, okay?”

She began to gently rub my clit while her mouth attacked my pussy with renewed vigor. When her tongue slipped through my entrance and swirled around inside me, I cried out, “D-do that again, Ashley!”

Ashley didn’t let up. She used one hand to spread my labia, the fingers on her other hand strumming my clit while she licked and sucked my folds. My body bucked, and I thrust myself against my big sister’s tongue, grabbing fistfuls of her hair as I came all over her mouth. Entirely spent, I sobbed with relief.

It was several moments before I could even speak. Ashley’s tongue briefly settled into a more gentle caress of my pussy while I gradually floated down from my peak. “M-more, Ashley,” I was able to moan.

Ashley drew away, and I saw something wild flash in her eyes. Her hands settled on my hips and held me firmly in place.

If she’d eaten me out with a hungry passion before, now she was positively voracious, her tongue ceasing its gentle tease to become a force of nature. She pulled away for the briefest of moments to hiss through gritted teeth, “You’re mine, Rhonda! You’ll always be mine, nobody else’s! I won’t ever let them take you from me, you hear?”

I writhed in pleasure as Ashley ravished me with her tongue. “Y-yes, Ashley!” I cried. ” I’m all yours! I won’t leave you, I p-promise!”

Ashley latched her mouth to my clit, furiously flicking her tongue across the little nub. When I squealed in ecstasy, she grunted her approval, and I gave myself fully to the pleasure of being utterly conquered by my sister.

I’d come to love it when Ashley lost control. It always gave me a boost of confidence to know I could drive her so wild.

Her tongue made its way from my clit and began to flutter down until once again, she was nestled snugly in the sheath of my pussy. Her hold on my hips tightened, and she began pushing and pulling me against her mouth. I caught on to what she wanted and thrust myself onto her waiting tongue, grinding back and forth. Once I’d developed a steady rhythm, Ashley kept one hand on my hip to help guide me, using the other to stimulate my clit.

The rapture I felt soon became almost too much to bear, and I was practically riding my sister’s tongue as I humped myself to another orgasm, this one even more intense than the last. But even as I was trying to cope with the aftershocks of coming so hard, Ashley continued to lick me.

With a tremendous effort, I was able to pull away enough to clamp a hand over my crotch, blocking Ashley from further access. She let out a frustrated growl, and I giggled breathlessly.

“S-stop! Stop, Ashley! I c-can’t take anymore! Anyway, it’s supposed to be my turn now!”

“Right, right, sorry,” Ashley murmured. “Just, uh, gimme a sec?”

I watched as she closed her eyes and bunched her hands into the sheets. She let out an unsteady breath. After several more deep inhalations she was able to look at me with something resembling calm. “Okay. Right. Your turn. What do you want to do?”

I licked my dry lips, then sat up to look my sister over. The lower half of her face was slick with my juices, and I tried to ignore the pang of embarrassment I felt for making such a mess. Strands of hair had slipped from her ponytail, and it wouldn’t take much before it spilled out entirely. Her eyes were still a little unfocused, but she was looking expectantly at me.

“Um, could you go and get us some water first?” I said. “I’m really thirsty.”

“Gotcha.”

While Ashley made her way to the kitchen, I used the time to plan my attack. I was pretty sure I knew how to start things off, at least.

When she returned with the water, I drained most of mine in one gulp while Ashley took several slow sips before putting both our glasses down on her nightstand.

Mustering my nerve, I said, “Right. Can you get onto the bed with me?”

Ashley sat next to me, and I decided to start things off by grabbing the front of her shirt and forcibly kissing her. Her eyes widened in surprise at my aggressive approach, and when my tongue entered her mouth she let out a low moan and scooped me into her arms, her lips working to match my movements.

I could taste myself on her tongue, and remembering how she’d been buried between my thighs mere minutes before had me squeezing them together, giving myself a renewed twinge of pleasure. Ashley was dipping me backwards, taking the lead again, and I knew I had to wrest control back from her before I lost my momentum.

With a burst of strength, I pushed my startled sister forward until she was lying flat on the bed, then straddled her hips, my knees on either side. I got back to kissing her, burying my hands into her hair until I found her Scrunchie and pulled it loose. Tossing it carelessly to one side, my fingers set to unbuttoning Ashley’s shirt, then spread it open to expose her upper half.

My sister’s pale skin was a sharp contrast to the dark of her clothes. Her breasts were encased in a black bra, and I was drawn to how sharply her chest was rising and falling. Shifting my attention to Ashley’s face, I was surprised to notice that she seemed almost… frightened.

That worried me. “Are you okay, Ashley? Sh-should I stop?”

She closed her eyes for several long seconds; opened them again. Her voice was shaky when she said, “Sorry. I don’t normally let people touch me like this. I’m fine, though. You can keep going.”

I got her to lift her arms so I could pull her shirt the rest of the way off. I thought my aggressive approach could be the problem, so I began to take things a little more slowly.

I gently cupped Ashley’s cheeks before pressing my lips to hers. The tension slowly drained from her body, and I knew I’d chosen correctly this time.

It took me several awkward moments of fumbling with the hook on her bra before I was able to get it loose and ease it off. My fingers gently traced the indents the bra had left behind, admiring how smooth the skin was there.

“Very nice,” Ashley murmured. “My little sister’s a quick learner. Take your time when you’re playing with someone’s body. It’s not much fun when you jump right to the finish line.”

I felt my cheeks flush with warmth at her praise. “I learned from the best. And I don’t care about anybody else’s body, Ashley. Just yours. Now, be quiet and let me concentrate!”

Ashley chuckled softly. “Okay, okay! Sorry. Carry on.”

That little exchange helped ease some of my tension, and I followed my sister’s advice by letting my hands wander across her torso, caressing every curve with wandering fingers. She’d closed her eyes again, but instead of the apprehension from earlier, she seemed at peace.

Ashley released a gentle sigh when I finally cupped her breasts, and moaned when I grazed her nipples with my fingers. Deciding to take a page out of my sister’s book, I kissed her neck, then peppered my way down until I could take the swollen tip of her breast into my mouth.

“Oh, fuck. That’s nice, Rhonda.”

Emboldened, I sucked her hardened nipple, gently pinching and rolling the other between my fingers. Ashley sighed, raising an arm to cradle my head close.

“I love how pretty your nipples are, Ashley!” I told her. “Your boobs are amazing. Do you think mine will look like yours when I’m older?”

“Th-thanks, hon, but they’re not that impressive. Yours will probably be bigger.”

“Well, I think they’re great!”

To illustrate my point, I alternated between licking and sucking on my sister’s breasts, paying careful attention to each nipple in turn. When I was sure they’d gotten what they deserved, I turned to Ashley’s still-clothed lower half. That situation needed to be remedied.

Undoing the button of her pants and tugging the zipper down was the easy part. Next, I got Ashley to lift her butt up from the bed so I could take off her pants and underwear.

Now all Ashley had on was a pair of knee length socks, and I needed a moment to take in how sexy they made her look. I lifted one of her feet to feel the soft fabric. I didn’t get why she was wearing them when they were concealed by her pants. “Er, what’s with the socks? They’re so long.”

Ashley blushed and withdrew her foot from my grasp. “I-I need to do laundry, okay? This was the only pair I had left.”

I turned to look at her laundry hamper, and saw it was almost full. Shrugging, I turned back to Ashley. Suddenly, a memory popped into my head. “Hey, Ashley? I found one of my unwashed shirts in your drawer one time. What’s that about?”

To my delight, Ashley went an even brighter shade of crimson. “Ugh, you found that? Well, I… I like your scent, okay? I used to smell it and think about you while I got myself off. There, happy?”

This time I was the one who turned beet red. “Ohhhh… you like how I smell? That’s… a little weird, but I sorta get it; I like the lavender soap you always use. Not that you need to anymore, but you’re welcome to take more of my clothes if you want.”

Ashley gave an awkward cough. “Uh, thanks. I’ll keep that in mind. Now let me get these damn socks off.”

She reached out to pull them down, but I put a hand over hers to stop her. “Um, actually. C-can you leave them on?” I asked, suddenly shy.

Ashley raised her eyebrows. “You want me to leave them on? Well, that’s kinky. And you say I’m the weird one.”

“Shut up!” I gave her a playful shove. “Big jerk.”

Ashley started giggling, and just like that, we were both laughing. When we finally got hold of ourselves, Ashley wiped tears from her eyes. “God, I love you, Rhonda. And sure, leave ‘em on. Far be it from me to stifle my little sister’s sock fetish.” She snickered again.

I didn’t bother dignifying that with a response, just scooted my body closer so I could get a better view of her exposed sex. Curious, I reached out and let my fingers glide across her folds and contours. Ashley started a little, but didn’t push me away or attempt to stop me. I tried to remember what I did to make myself feel good, and slowly began stroking her vagina up and down.

Ashley’s breath turned ragged, and I looked up to see her propped up on both elbows to watch what I was doing, biting gently on her lower lip. When I began to rub her clit, she exhaled a soft “fuck” of approval, then let her head drop down onto the pillow. I knew she was nervous about being touched, and it pleased me that I could help her relax a little.

I tried out all the things she’d shown me earlier, from varying my strokes and tracing circles across her labia to tweaking and teasing her clit. Ashley responded positively to what I was doing, but after several minutes of exploring her pussy, it didn’t seem like she was any closer to an orgasm.

“Um, am I doing this right, Ashley?”

Ashley let out a low sigh. “You’re doing great, Rhonda. Everything feels nice. But like I said earlier, I’ve never been able to get off with someone else. Did you want to stop for now?”

“No, I want to keep going!” I insisted. “I’m gonna figure out how to get you there.”

Remembering what my sister said earlier about putting things inside, I slowly spread her lips apart to get a better look at the interior of her pussy. It was a deep pink color, and I was eager to know how warm and wet she would be. I brought one of my fingers to her entrance, and Ashley let out a little whimper as I began to push it inside.

I peered up at her face and saw she was staring at the ceiling. “How about this, Ashley?”

Clenching her jaw, my sister mumbled, “Yeah, it’s fine. I just need to get out of my head a little. Go slow, okay?”

I twirled my finger around inside her, pushing a little deeper with each turn. When I reached the third knuckle, Ashley let out a breathy laugh and said, “F-fuck, that’s good.”

Encouraged, I began to move in and out. I was rewarded with a throaty moan as Ashley clutched handfuls of the sheets, her vagina contracting around my finger.

I gradually began picking up speed when Ashley flinched and stiffened briefly. “Ow, fuck!”

I quickly withdrew my finger. “Are you okay? What did I do?”

Ashley quickly shook her head. “Sorry, it’s my fault for not mentioning it. You need to keep your nails short if you’re gonna be sticking your fingers in people.”

I was mortified. “I’ll be right back!” I said, leaping off the bed in my rush to the bathroom.

“Hey, it’s fine, Rhonda! You don’t need to give yourself a fricken manicure!”

I quickly clipped and filed a couple of nails on my right hand, then hurried back to my sister’s room. Ashley looked at me in amusement as I closed the door and returned to her bed.

“You know, we could have just saved fingering for another time.”

I shook my head. “No, I could tell I was making you feel good. Let me keep going.” I proffered my hand. “Do these look okay?”

Ashley smiled as she studied my nails, shaking her head at my stubbornness. “They look fine. I guess I was enjoying it, after all… so go ahead and do your thing.”

This time around, I wanted to try going down on her. Before she got the chance to stop me, I settled my hands on Ashley’s thighs and moved in to plant a kiss on her vagina, then began gliding my tongue through her folds. I’d often wondered what it would be like to put my mouth down there, and was pleased to discover that I liked how she tasted.

I was even more thrilled when Ashley’s hands settled on my head to keep me pressed against her sex while she groaned, “Oh, fuck! Your tongue f-feels amazing on my pussy, Rhonda. Don’t stop!”

Perhaps my tongue wasn’t quite as adept as hers, but she seemed to enjoy what I was doing. I decided there and then that I was going to practice as much as possible until I was an expert at eating pussy. The fact that I’d get to practice on Ashley was the icing on the cake.

I sucked on her clit, and she let out a hoarse, “Oh, shit!”

I kept lashing her nub with slow, then faster tongue flicks, occasionally stopping to suck and nibble on it. Looking up for a moment, I could see that Ashley had begun using both hands to toy with her breasts, tugging and squeezing her nipples in concert with my licking.

Figuring now was a good time to put my fingers to use again, I lined them back up with her entrance and slowly pushed two of them inside. Ashley shrieked with pleasure as I began to piston in and out, while continuing to lavish her clit with lightning-quick swipes of my tongue.

“I-I can’t believe this,” she sobbed. “I-I’m getting close, Rhonda! I’m actually getting… close.”

I wanted to kiss her tears away, but had no intention of stopping until I made my sister come. Ashley needed this. I needed this. My jaw was starting to ache, but I would see this through to the end.

Ashley had told me to try different things, so I began moving my fingers around inside her vagina to see what she liked best. When I curled my fingers and tickled the inner wall of her pussy, she let out a low gasp of surprise. Her hands abandoned her breasts and settled upon my head, fingers twining into my hair.

“I think I’m going to… Oh, God, you’re about to make me…“

My tongue gave out before I could reach the finish line, so I clamped my mouth on Ashley’s clit and started sucking while I curled my fingers back and forth inside her.

“O-oh fuck! Keep doing that, Rhonda! Keep d-doing it! Almost… there!”

Ashley let out a guttural moan as her pussy clenched around my fingers in a vice-like grip. A spray of liquid suddenly drenched my face. Startled, I tried to pull away but Ashley’s hands kept me locked in place while she ground her sex against my face. Finally spent, she let me go, and I sat up straight to stretch my neck, trying to alleviate some of the stiffness I’d worked up.

We stared at one another in shock. Then Ashley exclaimed, “Holy shit! I never knew I could squirt!”

***

July 15, 2006 – Rhonda

I stood alone in Ashley’s room as she carried the last of her things out to the car. It’d taken several trips back and forth to move everything to the new place. I wasn’t taking much of my own, but Ashley intended to use the things in her room to furnish the apartment a little better.

Thankfully the apartment wasn’t too long a drive, but we did get stopped by a cop after we’d strapped Ashley’s mattress to the roof of the car with bungee cords. Thankfully he just gave us a warning to drive slowly, and we were all clear after that.

Mom had given me an awkward goodbye, saying I could always come back if there were any problems at the new place. I’d have been more convinced by her offer if she’d made it while actually looking me in the eye.

When Ashley was done loading the rest of her things, she joined me in her room.

“It looks so empty,” I told her.

“Yeah,” Ashley murmured.

“Do you think you’ll ever come back?”

Ashley shook her head. “Not unless you need me to pick something up. I’d sooner never see this place again, to be honest.”

I hummed in acknowledgement, trying to gather my thoughts. “We had some nice memories here, though, right?”

“Yeah,” Ashley conceded, “but they were nice because we were together, not because we were together here. I’d rather make some new memories in a new place. Wouldn’t you?”

I stood on tiptoe and kissed Ashley on the mouth. She encircled my waist and drew me into a warm embrace. When we finally parted, I took her hand in mine.

Together, my sister and I left what had been home for so many years, the first step of the journey to our new life. We didn’t look back.

Book One: The End