| Bo and Me, Part 3 I lay there until Bo awoke. I enjoyed watching her sleep, and only half in an inappropriate way, feeling very sisterly, too. She woke up not long after me. Her first sign of waking was a drawn-out sigh as she lazily turned on her side to face me. She put her head on my shoulder and one arm across my chest. "You awake?" I asked. Bo took a few seconds to answer. "Kinda," she said with a half-frown, her eyes still closed. I giggled, but shut up. We just lay there lazily for a while, not moving much. We weren't in a hurry to leave the warmth and comfort of the blanket. After some 15 minutes, Bo said: "I slept reeeally well next to you. Thanks for sharing your bed." She kissed me on the cheek, then scrambled out of bed. I could get used to those, I thought. When Bo stood free, she looked at me in horror and dove onto her own mattress, kicking around wildly while trying to get under the blanket. When she had accomplished that, now completely out of view, she lay on her stomach totally still. After a few seconds, we both broke out in laughter. "Is it that cold?" I asked. "Come out and see. While you're at it, you can turn up the radiator," she ordered. I laughed. "You're closer!" I said. "Don't. Care," she said emphatically. "You can probably reach it from your mattress!" I said. For a few seconds, nothing happened. Then I saw her arm slowly reach out of the blanket. She almost made it to the dial, but not quite. She let her arm drop to the ground. "Nope," she said hopelessly. I let out a mock sigh, got up, walked to the radiator and turned it up. I walked past Bo back to my bed; then, when I knew she couldn't see me, hurled myself at her. I jumped so that my limbs landed around her and my torso hovered over her, but of course she shrieked loudly. I let myself drop and pinned her down. "So you don't wanna get up, huh?" I said. She was laughing by now, struggling to get out. "I do, I do!" she proclaimed, her efforts futile. "What's the codeword?" I demanded. "I don't know!" she cried, still struggling. "Then you can't go," I stated. She suddenly stopped moving and lay still again. Then, in what she hoped was a surprise move, she gathered all her strength, trying to throw me off, but still no dice. "Please lemme go!" she said. "That's not the codeword," I said. "Wait, I know, I know!" she proclaimed. "But I need to whisper it into your ear." I put my face down next to hers, and she kissed me on the cheek again. "That'll do," I said, freeing her. -- That night, after getting ready for bed in the bathroom (brushing our teeth together but changing into pyjamas separately while the other went out of the room, as had been our parents' rule since Bo was about 6 or 7), I went upstairs to our rooms first and got into bed. When Bo came through my room, I said: "Wanna stay overnight again?" -"Yes," she said happily. "I'm gonna get the mattress." -"Well, it's still cold outside," I said. "Wanna sleep in my bed again, for extra warmth?" -"Okay," she said, smiling. I smiled back, holding up the blanket for her. She crawled in, and I tucked her in. Immediately, she snuggled up to me. I played with her hair for a while, then kissed her on the head. "That's not a proper goodnight kiss," she said, showing me how it actually worked by kissing me on the cheek. "Goodnight, Lisa." I smiled and kissed her back. "Goodnight, Bo." -- The next night was a Sunday night, so we had school the next day, which meant different bedtimes for us. She had a 9pm curfew, while I could stay up till 12 if I wanted to, which I usually did; chatting with online friends from the US, for whom it was only the early afternoon… or masturbating to porn. I had gotten my own PC for my birthday so I didn't have to use mom's downstairs, but I needed to be quiet when Bo was in her room next door. I really wanted Bo to sleep over again the next weekend, but I had already started being somewhat afraid of being found out. I didn't want her to suspect that I had more than just sisterly feelings for her. I thought it might seem suspicious if I wanted to have her over all the time, so I waited for her to ask instead. She didn't, and I cursed myself for pussyfooting. She didn't ask the next two or three weekends either, but then one Friday in May she sat down on my bed while I was sitting at the computer and said: "You wanna sleep over in my room tonight?" -"Sure," I said, trying and probably failing not to sound too giddy. "I know it's not cold anymore, but you don't need to bring your mattress if you don't want to," she said. Inside, I cheered, happy about setting that precedent last time, but I still asked cautiously: "Are you sure you want me crammed in there? Your bed's somewhat smaller than mine. And it might get too hot eventually." -"I don't think I care. If it gets annoying, you can still go get your mattress," she said. "Okay," I said. When we were ready for bed, I followed Bo to her room. She got into her bed first, getting comfortable, then held up the blanket for me like I had done for her. She smiled, saying "get on in". I was happy to do just that. We talked about this and that, stuff that had happened since the last sleepover, reciting quotes from SpongeBob (Bo knew the dialogue from most episodes by heart), et cetera. As conversation thinned, I was lying facing her. I lifted her head to put my arm underneath, and she turned to face me, too. We just smiled at each other for a while until she gave me a peck on the cheek, then moved back to just smile at me. God I've missed those, I thought. I kissed her back. This went back and forth for a while, with small breaks in between kisses just spent smiling at each other. Then she said: "I didn't think I could like you this much someday." She was blushed, still smiling. "Yeah, same here," I said. After she kissed me once more, I gathered up all my courage, thinking now or never. I kissed her on the lips. Just a small peck, like those before, only the destination was different. She gave me a surprised look. "Hmm?" I asked, pretending that nothing had happened. "You just kissed me on the lips," she said. "I guess," I said. "But we're sisters," she said. "And?" I said. "Sisters can't do that," she said. "If you didn't like it, I won't do it again," I said. "That's not the point," she said. "Hmm?" I asked, playing dumb. "I liked it, but you're my sister," she said. "I'm your sister, but you liked it," I replied. She didn't say anything to that, so I said: "If you liked it, then what's the harm in it?" She still didn't say anything, seemingly thinking. After a while, I said "I'm sorry," and gave her another peck on the cheek. "Do you still like me?" -"Of course, silly," she replied smiling, and kissed me back on the cheek. She closed her eyes, and that seemed to be the end of that discussion for tonight. After a while, she fell asleep. -- I woke up the next morning, as usual with Bo still in my arms. I looked at her beautiful face a few inches from mine, marveled at the feeling of her hair and the weight of her neck on my arm and enjoyed the feeling of being snuggled up to her. I was incredibly horny. Bo was still sleeping. I managed to pull my arm out from under her without waking her up, got up, walked into my room and closed the door. I got into my bed, slipped under the blanket, put my hand in my pyjamas and masturbated, trying not to make a sound. After I came, I just lay there with my hand still down my pants, eyes closed with Bo's mental image before them, wondering what I had gotten myself into. Maybe 20 minutes later, Bo walked into my room. I thought that panicked movements might give me away, so I left my hand where it was. I was covered by the blanket and if there had been any smell, she probably wouldn't recognize it. "Morning," I said, smiling. "Why did you leave?" she enquired. "I just had to move and stretch a bit after basically cuddling all night. Your bed is kinda small for two," I said. "I didn't wanna wake you up, so I came over here." I felt myself blushing after I realized the unintended innuendo, but I didn't think she noticed. "Don't do that again. I like waking up next to you, that's part of the fun of sleeping over," she said. That's gonna be pretty hard, I thought, feeling my pussy get wet again under my hand. "Okay," I said. She smiled. "See you downstairs," she said and left. The second she closed the door, my fingers started moving again. -- We were already in bed the next night when I heard Bo calling from her room: "Lisa?" -"Yeah?" I replied. She didn't say anything else, so I got up and opened the door to her room. She was smiling, holding up her blanket. I smiled back, closed the door and crawled in with her. She snuggled up, and our little game started again: Peck on the cheek. Smile at each other. Kiss back. Smile at each other. I decided to try my luck again. I gave her a peck on the edge of her mouth. Not really on the cheek, not really on the lips. She looked a little bemused, but still smiled. Her next peck went on my forehead. I decided to play, giving her a peck near her ear. She giggled and kissed me on the nose. My next one was fully on her lips. Just a small peck like all the others, but I went for it decidedly, going for maximum sound effect, too. Smack! Her eyes widened with surprise. "Lisa!" she said. "Hmm?" I smiled. "You can't do that," she said. "Why not?" I asked. "Because we're sisters." She said it slowly, as if I had forgotten about our recent conversation and needed to be reminded like a little child. "Why are all the other spots okay, but that one isn't?" I asked; not annoyed, just curiously. That made her think again. "Only lovers kiss each other on the lips," she said. "But you liked it, right?" I asked. She thought about it. -"Yes." -"Then why can't I kiss you there? Why should only lovers enjoy those?" I asked. She pondered it for a while. "Besides, we're both girls, right?" she said. I felt a sting somewhere in my chest. Girls can be lovers, too, I thought. But that wasn't going to help my cause, so instead, I smiled and said: "We sure are." Bo smiled back and gave me a peck on the lips herself. "Did it hurt?" I teased, grinning. "Shut uuup," she said, blushing. I ruffled her hair, and she giggled. We feel asleep soon after. |