Chapter 22: Sisters

The softball sisters were in the den at Jayda’s house. They had been playing Twister for forty minutes. One girl spun and told the others what to do. The winner took over the spinner, and the loser removed an article of clothing and played again. Now, all three girls were naked and slick with Baby Oil. Gloria and Alex were side-by-side on all fours like crabs.

“Spin already,” Gloria told Jayda.

“Sorry, I got hypnotized by your big swinging tits,” Jayda said.

“You wish you had my boobs.”

“I wish I had anybody’s boobs,” Alex said.

“Gloria, if yours keep growing, you’ll have big hangers before you turn twenty-five,” Jayda said.

“At least mine aren’t half tit and half nipple, curving up toward the ceiling when I get excited!” Gloria said. “Now spin.”

“Well fuck you, too, “Jayda said. “Now, get your right foot on blue.”

Gloria moved her foot forward one row and over two. It ended up under Alex’s stomach. Both girls teetered awkwardly, but neither toppled. Jayda flicked the plastic needle again. When it stopped, she giggled and said, “This should be good. Alex, left foot red.”

In order to get her left foot on a red dot, Alex had to hike her leg like a dog, ready to pee, carry it over Gloria, and place it above Gloria’s left shoulder. Gloria hung her head. Alex’s crotch rested on the back of her neck. From above, it looked like Gloria’s head was stuffed inside Alex’s body. “Damn, you did it,” Jayda said. “Those long, skinny legs come in handy.”

“Save it,” Gloria said. “This isn’t comfortable.”

“At least you didn’t end up with her butt-hole in your face like I did,” Jayda said.

“You loved it,” Alex said.

“Did not.”

“Then why did you lick it?”

“I was trying to make you fall,” Jayda said.

“Whatever,” Gloria said. “Spin already!”

While the arrow twirled, Alex humped her groin, grinding her slippery pussy on Gloria’s neck. Gloria shouted, “Cheater,” and crashed down on the slick polka dot mat.

“Stretch wins again,” Jayda said.

Gloria flipped over under Alex, pulled her down, wrapped her arms and legs around her, then rolled Alex on her back, pinning her. “Loser,” Gloria said.

Alex’s oiled legs slid up Gloria’s, over the bubbles of her ass, and around her back. Gloria’s tits squirted out from between their bodies. “I’m feeling like the winner now,” Alex said and started kissing Gloria.

Jayda straddled her two girlfriends, then dropped her crotch into the curve of Gloria’s lower back. It fit her like a human flesh saddle. She tightened her bent legs on their bodies and said, “Easy, girls, don’t get carried away, not yet.”

“It’s not me,” Gloria said.

“She’s the one holding me down and having her way with me,” Alex said.

Jayda got up and started wiping off her hands and feet. Alex and Gloria did the same. Jayda picked up her iPod, used the control wheel, then put it back and said, “Don’t sit on the couch. I’ll be right back.”

Alex cocked her head, looking at the speaker. “Did he just say, ‘Whip out my big ten-inch?’ What are we listening to?”

“It’s one of my mother’s playlists,” Jayda said. “I think it’s cool.”

“Me too,” Gloria said.

Alex asked, “Who is it?”

Jayda looked at the iPod. “Aerosmith.”

“Ooh, leave them on,” Gloria said. “That’s the guy who was on Idol. He’s funny. Remember what he said?”

Alex nodded. “Hellfire, save matches, fuck a duck, and see what hatches. He said that about the guy who ended up winning, didn’t he?”

“I think so,” Jayda said. “I’ll be right back.”

Gloria wanted to hear, Janie’s got a gun. That song was the reason she knew who Aerosmith was.

The movie Below Her Mouth ended, and the credits were climbing the TV screen. Deana and Rebecca were staring, but they weren’t reading. Neither of them spoke. It had been an hour since they’d said a word, even though both of them had opened their mouth a dozen times.

During the movie, Dallas and Jasmine’s raw, animalistic lust aroused Deana and Rebecca, but the character’s exhibition of their passion and love also challenged them. There may have been clubs somewhere in the world for lesbians to gather and cities where they could express their affection publicly, but as far as Deana and Rebecca knew, that didn’t happen in the deep South. The predicament Jasmine found herself in brought Deana to tears, which she hid from Rebecca.

“What do you think she did?” Deana asked. “Were they together at the end or just seeing each other on the side?”

When Rebecca turned toward her, there was evidence of repressed emotions. “I don’t know. I think they left it up to us to decide. She told her friends, though.”

“What would you do?” Deana asked.

“Not fair,” Rebecca said. “I can’t say.”

“Why not?”

“I’m not engaged to a guy and in love with a girl.”

“If you were?” Deana asked.

“If I had to choose between you and some guy, that’s easy. What about you?”

Instead of answering, Deana asked, “Do you think someone could like girls that much, her whole life, and marry a guy?”

Rebecca shrugged. “She never explored those feelings. It was a kiss when she was young. Then her mother fucked her up, didn’t let them see each other again. Yeah, it probably happens all the time, especially around here.”

“I’m not gonna do it,” Deana said.

“What?”

“You know, with Evan, I’m not gonna do it.”

“Because you think you might end up engaged, then get caught getting fucked by my big black strap-on?”

Deana said, “No,” and saw Rebecca’s expression change. Her eyes filled with compassion. Deana said, “I don’t wanna hurt you or Evan.” She felt vulnerable. “It’ll make everything crazy.”

Rebecca smiled. “Thank you, Dee, but is it that you’re afraid you might like it too much and decide—”

“No, no, that’s not it.”

“Then what?”

“I’m worried.”

“You’re always worried,” Rebecca said. “I think you should know what it’s like. I want to.”

Deana squinted an eye and wrinkled her nose. “You know already. You’ve had a bunch of boyfriends.”

“Don’t be mad, but not as many as you think, not like that.”

“What do you mean?” Deana asked.

“Guys lie, and the girls thought it was all true, so I never corrected them. I thought it made me more popular. That first time with James, that sucked.”

“Because he put it in the wrong hole?”

“Well, that, and it just wasn’t—I didn’t like it. I mean, it was better once I found a boy who knew what he was doing, sorta, but I’ve never had that OMG thing people talk about. Not until you kissed me.”

“Then I really shouldn’t do it with Evan.”

Rebecca shook her head. “No, I want you to. You should have that experience. It’s important to know.”

“I know, Reb, I already know. You’ll always be my first, my first love.”

“And you mine,” Rebecca said. “but it’s up to you. You should know what it feels like. It’s not a bad feeling, and I imagine if it’s with someone you really love, it might be totally great. Maybe you’ll like it more or like both.”

“Not with Evan. I don’t wanna hurt him or anyone else,” Deana said.

“Like who, me? I told you—”

“No, not you. Anyone, anyone like—” Deana stopped and tried to figure out how much she should tell Rebecca. “Gloria has a crush on him, and if she found out...”

“You’re not gonna let her watch, are you?”

“Don’t be stupid.”

“You think Evan would do anything with Gloria?”

Deana was pretty sure he already had, but that wasn’t the real problem. “What if he wants more and I don’t? He’ll get his heart broken again?”

“Again? You already broke his heart?”

“I guess, but—Shit, see how complicated it is?”

“Not really,” Rebecca said.

“I think he’s fooling around with Candy.”

Rebecca’s mouth fell open, and she bounced on the couch. “Your mother and Evan! What the fuck. Shit, tell me more, more, more. How do you know?”

“I don’t,” she said. “Now I feel stupid. I shouldn’t have said anything.”

Rebecca wiggled up close to Deana and said, “You wouldn’t have said it if you didn’t know. You read his mind, and you—”

“I don’t read his mind ... not really, but I haven’t seen him so I couldn’t have.”

“Then what makes you think that?”

“It’s stupid, but the way she looked. Remember what I said? She was glowing. I have nothing else to go on, but she looked so happy and, um, satisfied.”

“Wow, that would be—I don’t know. Your mother—You really think she’d ... with Evan?”

“Reb, things aren’t as wonderful at my house as you think,” Deana said. “Candy doesn’t seem happy ... that happy around my father. When Evan massages her and flirts with her—”

“Flirts!”

“You know what I mean, like when a boy pays a lot of attention to you, and you know he’s interested.”

“I see boys doing that to you all the time, but you ignore them,” Rebecca said. “Your mom is young, really young, and she’s fuckin’ hot, for sure, but you think your brother would try to hook up with her?”

Deana’s shoulders rose as she sucked in a huge breath, then she blew out a long swoosh of air, and her body deflated. “I’m such a motor mouth. I never should have said anything, but Evan has had a crush on her since he was like eight. When they got married, he was heartbroken. If you ever say anything, I’ll kill you.”

“I’m hurt that you think I might say something.”

“I know, I’m sorry. What can I do to make it better?”

Rebecca jumped up. “That movie had me excited, but thinking about your mother and Evan set me on fire.” She pulled Deana to her feet. “Come on.”

“You aren’t fucking me with a big black dildo!”

“I never said my mother had one of those.”

When Jayda returned to the den, her hands were behind her back, and there was a grin on her face. “Ready?”

Gloria and Alex nodded in unison.

“Close your eyes,” Jayda said. They did, but Jayda turned her back to them anyway. “Okay, here it is.” She spun around, holding a dildo to her groin. Gloria and Alex stared. Jayda jerked her hips and wagged the fake penis. “Come and get it, girls. It feels just like the real thing, even these.” She cupped the big balls dangling from her pubic bone.

Gloria wrapped her hand around the cock and squeezed. “It does. Feel it, Alex.”

“It’s Cyberskin,” Jayda said. “They make sex dolls out of this stuff. I wanna get one like Evan’s and keep him in my closet.” Gloria tilted her head and glared at Jayda.

Alex wrapped her fingers around the thickest part and said, “It’s kinda big. Is Evan this big?”

Gloria wanted to say if Evan’s cock were that small, I would have sat on it this morning, but instead, she forced herself to look shocked and said, “He’s my brother! I don’t check him out.”

Alex turned to Jayda as if she would know. Jayda said, “Come on, Gloria, you must have noticed something. I bet he’s way bigger than this.” She waved the penis at Gloria.

“Come on, Gloria, tell us,” Alex said. “I’ve seen my brother’s. It would be hard not to. We live in the same house and share the bathroom. You know how boys are. They don’t care who sees it.”

Gloria shook her head. “He’s your little brother. You probably had to give him baths while you babysat.”

“Whatever,” Jayda said. “This is average length and skinny enough to practice giving head. You know, it’ll slide all the way down your throat.”

Alex put her hand on her throat. “Seriously?”

“Yup,” Jayda said. “Before the night is over, you’ll be an expert at doing deep throat.”

Gloria held the balls with both hands. “It’s amazing how real they feel.” She kissed each testicle before sucking one, then the other into her mouth.

Alex’s mouth hung open. “You’re supposed to put those in your mouth, too? God, you’re sluts, both of you.”

“Look who’s talking,” Jayda said. “You have been touching your little brother’s wiener.”

“I never said that!”

“Ya’ll stop,” Gloria said.

“Hey, you think your mom, you know, already used it?” Alex asked.

Jayda shrugged. “Does it matter? You’re gonna suck it after it goes in my pussy.”

“Yeah, but that’s been on my face. If your mother used this, put it in her. That’s like incest if you use it.”

“Shut up,” Jayda said. “It’s not like we’re using it at the same time. She washes it. See.” She put the cock head under Alex’s nose.

“Who cares,” Gloria said. “Let’s see who gives the best blowjob.”

“Oh, I got this. Right, George?” Jayda asked the rubber dick.

Together, Alex and Gloria said, “George?”

“What, would you rather I call him Evan?”

Gloria held up a threatening fist. “That’s gross.”

“Mmmm, I don’t think so,” Alex said.

“The two of you are the worst!” Gloria said.

“Like you wouldn’t want him if he weren’t your brother,” Alex said.

Gloria looked back and forth from Jayda to Alex, then took the lifelike dildo away from Jayda. “I never said I didn’t want him.” She circled the cock head with the tip of her tongue, then pulled it between her sucking lips. “He’s only my stepbrother.” Her mouth opened, and her tongue guided the cock. She sealed her lips around the shaft and pulled it out, glistening with her spit. “Mmm.” The dildo went back into her mouth, then moved in and out with rapid thrusts. Her eyes widened and watered. “Mm, Evan, your cock is so big. I don’t know if all of it will fit.” She opened her mouth, tilted her head, and sank the whole cock into her face. Her pink tongue lapped at the balls each time she plunged her throat. “Ah, no, ah, not in my mouth, Evan. Cum on my face.”

Jayda and Alex were staring, both in shock, but for different reasons. Gloria yanked the dripping dong out and waited a few seconds before cracking up. “Holy shit, joking, I was joking. Alex, you should see the look on your face.”

Alex turned to Jayda, and as if on cue, she started laughing with Gloria. “She’s right, Alex. I wish I had my camera.”

“You’re assholes,” Alex said. “Oh, and Gloria, you win, slut. You deeeeep-throoow-tated that thing and licked the balls. I thought I was watching a porno. How did you learn to do that? You’ve never had a boyfriend.”

Gloria had a blank look for a few seconds, then she said, “Jayda taught me. She’s the real slut.”

“That’s right,” Jayda agreed and slammed George down on the glass-topped coffee table. The suction cup stuck, and the rubber cock wobbled. “Now that Gloria has him ready check this out.” She pointed down through the glass. “I’ll be able to watch George fuck me.”

Alex and Gloria stared at the mirror below the table while Jayda straddled it. They could see the suction cup gripping the glass and Jayda’s crotch above the dick. “Oh ... my ... God,” Alex said. “You’re gonna squat on your mother’s table and fuck her dildo. Girl, you ain’t right.”

“You’ll be fighting me to get on George after you see what getting fucked looks like.” Jayda lowered her crotch, grabbed her pussy with one hand, and steadied the dick with the other. “I have been looking forward to this all day.”

Gloria stared at Jayda’s fat pussy lips and the pink between them. There was an indentation at the back of the flesh channel with a tiny opening in the center. She had eaten Jayda out but never got to see her pussy like this. The sight made her shiver, imagining a cock as big as Evan’s being there. It wouldn’t be possible for it to go into Jayda. What about her hole? What would it look like hovering over her brother’s giant penis? She was panting, wishing she could be in Jayda’s position, but she couldn’t. Her friends would make her take George; then, she’d bleed and prove she had lied to Jayda.

“Oh, shit,” Alex said, “I can’t believe how excited I am.”

“Told-ya-so,” Jayda said and pressed the Cyberskin dome against her sphincter. Her hole was completely covered by the dick head. “Ah, that feels so good.” The rubber erection bent, but Jayda pulled it back in line. “Oooh, George, you’re so big.”

Alex and Gloria gasped when Jayda’s hole opened for George. Jayda sat down slowly. Her pussy meat clung to the Cyberskin and pulled inward. With half of the cock inside her, she stopped, then lifted up. The flesh-like dildo came out wet. Jayda dropped her ass again, and George slid in without grabbing. “You slut,” Alex said, “you’re dripping on the table.”

“And you’re dripping on your hand,” Jayda said, looking at Alex’s crotch, where her middle finger was rowing over her clit, and her pelvis was doing a sexy dance. “Don’t worry, I’ll be done soon, and you can have him.”

“I didn’t say I wanted to,” Alex said.

“You do,” Jayda said and sat down on the tabletop. In the mirror, her ass cheeks flattened against the glass. The rubber balls pressed out from under her pubic bone. “Ahh, fuck.”

Gloria didn’t say a word. Vicariously, she was taking her brother’s cock inside her body. It didn’t hurt at all. She had no idea how deep her tube was, but in her mind, all of Evan’s dick would fit. His tight sack would massage her clit each time she took him all the way. She’d let him fill her with his cum. If anyone were going to put a baby in her, it would be Evan.

Any inhibition Jayda might have had was gone. She bent her knees, leaned forward, and grabbed the edges of the table; then she started flinging her ass up and down, slapping it on the glass.

Gloria watched her friend and relived that morning. In her imagination, the pain didn’t make her stop. She overrode her fear and pushed down hard on her brother’s dick. Evan was in her, like George was in Jayda, sliding deeper and deeper inside her pussy. His hands had a firm hold on her ass, shoving her up and down. He wanted her as much as she wanted him. She leaned forward, braced herself on his chest, and slammed her pussy onto his shaft.

“Look,” Alex said, “she’s coming, she’s getting off.”

Gloria snapped out of her fantasy and watched Jayda’s body stiffen. Her back arched. She wasn’t in love with Jayda, but she loved to watch her get off, especially on Alex’s face. There was something wickedly erotic about a girl sitting on another girl’s face. Jayda’s pussy stretched around the base of the dildo, her fluids leaking, running down over the rubber balls, was an equally nasty sight. An orgasm started rolling through Gloria’s body. She grabbed her crotch and crossed her legs, squeezing her hand between them.

Alex pointed at Gloria. “Look, Jayda, she’s getting off watching you.”

Jayda smiled and straightened up. The dildo slid out of her, but her hole stayed open for a second. “Your turn. I got him ready for you,” Jayda said.

“I don’t want your sloppy seconds,” Alex said. “You came all over him.”

“You’re just chicken,” Jayda said.

“No, I’m not,” Alex said. “I don’t want to lose my virginity to your mother’s dildo, that’s all.”

“You already lost it to a hot dog,” Jayda said.

“Hot dog!” Gloria said. “You stuck a hot dog in there?”

“Yup, she sure did. Popped her cherry with an all beef, Ball Park frank.”

“Better shut up,” Alex said, “or I’ll start talking about all the things you put in your pussy.”

“Come on, stretch spread those long legs across this table. I swear, it’ll be the best thing you’ve ever felt.” Jayda reached out for Alex’s hands and encouraged her. “I’ll be right here with you.”

The lanky tomboy easily stepped across the table. Jayda stood behind her, reached around Alex’s body, and held her chest with one hand. She moved her other hand down to Alex’s pubic mound. “Trust me,” Jayda said and guided Alex toward George.

Gloria moved to the end of the table, facing Alex, and got on her knees. Alex’s face showed fear, maybe a cry for help. Part of Gloria wanted to go to Alex’s defense, spare her, but the rest of her wanted to see that cock stuffed inside her friend. She looked down into the mirror and watched Jayda’s fingers massage Alex’s pussy lips. Compared to Jayda’s deep, meaty, womanly groove of labia, Alex looked like a much younger girl than she was. Jayda forced the narrow wedges apart, exposing her inflamed flesh.

“It’ll only hurt for a second, then you’ll be begging for more,” Jayda said and grabbed George. She dragged the head through Alex’s pussy groove, then used the mirror to guide it to her pussy mouth. “Bend your knees just a little bit.” Jayda’s palm was firmly planted on Alex’s pubic bone. Her fingers were spread around the dildo, forcing Alex’s lips apart. She pushed her friend down. Alex started to say something, but the bulbous knob of the Cyberskin cock popped through her resistance. She screeched through gritted teeth.

“No more, that’s enough, no more,” Alex said.

Jayda ignored her and pulled Alex down. George inched into the skinny girl’s body. Her mouth was open as if screaming, but no sound came out. Goosebumps formed on Alex’s belly and continued down the front of her thighs. Gloria found her own clit, swollen and sensitive. She rubbed it, wanting to cum with Alex.

Alex’s body took over. It moved up and down without Jayda’s help. Gradually, she increased the distance and speed of her motion. “Shit, shit, shit, it’s not like a hot dog. I can feel all the ridges and bumps inside me. Oh, it feels good.”

“I told you,” Jayda said, “I told you were gonna love it.” She winked at Gloria.

“Back up. I wanna lean back,” Alex said. “I wanna feel it when I’m leaning back.” Jayda moved. Alex leaned against her and arched her back, pushing her groin higher, then shoving it down. Gloria expected to see George pushing the front of Alex’s groin out each time she slammed down, taking all of him.

“Don’t let me fall,” Alex said and reached behind her, grabbing Jayda’s thighs. The girl was riding the cock like a pro. Gloria couldn’t believe Alex’s tiny hole was taking George all the way down to the thickest part. She hoped her own body would do the same for Evan’s dick.

Gloria knew the look on Alex’s face. Her friend’s eyes were rolling, and the nipples on her flat chest were stiff points. Jayda nodded at Gloria with a smirk. “Here she goes.”

Whenever Alex came, her pussy got too sensitive to touch. Gloria and Jayda always saw it as a challenge, but the tomboy was strong and would buck their faces or hands away. Every muscle in Alex’s body would stiffen, then tremble, and finally, she would ball up, holding herself or clinging to whoever was there. Sometimes, if the orgasm were really intense, she’d cry. Gloria fingered her clit frantically, hoping to cum and still be able to keep Alex from crashing through the table.

Alex’s knees straightened, and her pelvis shot forward. The sloppy-wet dildo swung back and forth under her arched body. Her muscles started quivering, and her pussy dripped. Gloria got up and steadied herself. Jayda waited for the shakes to stop, and then she backed up with Alex. Gloria helped, and they lowered the climaxing girl to the floor, then laid on each side of her and put a leg over her body. “Nobody gets off like you,” Gloria said.

Alex mumbled, “Mm, thank you, George.”

Jayda lifted her head and leaned over to kiss Gloria. “You wanna give George a try?”

“Ah, I do, but I can’t,” Gloria said. “I’m sore.”

“Ooh, I bet,” Jayda said.

“From what?” Alex asked.

“Um, from watching you two.” Gloria laughed and wondered how much of Evan Jayda had seen when he rubbed oil on her naked body. Her brother must have gotten excited about touching Jayda. Who wouldn’t?

After they came in from Sally’s backyard, Candy had taken a seat on the leather sofa. Sally had just asked her if she wanted more wine, and Candy asked her sister if she was trying to get her drunk. Sally laughed and asked, “Do you want me to?”

Candy already had a bit of a buzz, but she wasn’t sure it was from the alcohol. Sally didn’t wait for an answer; she handed Candy a fresh glass of wine and sat next to her. “You are a lightweight, aren’t you?”

“I never, um, rarely drink,” Candy said. John never let her drink at home, and when they went out with his friends, she only had one drink if she was lucky.

“Drink what you want,” Sally said. “With a body like mine, I can handle a whole bottle by myself, no problem.”

Candy thought, bigger, better, faster. Sally was definitely bigger, and she looked better than Candy remembered. “You have been taking care of yourself.”

“Mm, maybe, lately.” Sally stood up, reached under her shirt, and unhooked her bra. Candy watched her sister’s tits drop. Her nipples expanded as they slid down and away from each other. “What about you?” Sally asked. “You’ve been going around in circles. What was it you wanted to talk about tonight?”

Now, Candy wasn’t sure she wanted to confess, so she tried changing the subject. “Didn’t that hurt?” She pointed at the outline of the loop under Sally’s right nipple.

Sally revealed her stomach and said, “Not as much is this. I bled like a stuck pig.” She rolled the belly button ring between her fingers.

“My God, your abs are ripped. How much do you work out?”

“With all this extra weight,” Sally rotated her torso quickly, swinging her tits side-to-side, “crunches give me a helluva workout.” She sat down sideways, facing Candy.

“Amazing, you’re amazing.”

“You too, little sister, but what is it you really wanted to talk about?”

“The pictures, did you have any luck with the pictures?”

“I did. I’ll have them next time you come over, but please bring Gloria.”

“I will.”

Sally put her hand on top of Candy’s. “What’s bothering you?”

Her sister could always see through her. Candy gulped her wine, put the glass on the end table, pushed her head back onto the couch, and sighed. “I did something bad. You’re the only person I can tell ... who understands me. I think you do. Nobody has ever known me the way you did.”

“I know,” Sally said and squeezed her hand. “You can tell me anything. I’m in no position to judge.”

“I’m ashamed of myself.”

“Candy, it’s me, your big sister.”

“I spied on my kids. I put a spy camera in his—their bathroom. I watched them.”

“Candy, you’re a voyeur. You always were. Did you think you could flip a switch by getting married and who you are would go away?”

“I’m his mother. Mothers, grown-ups, don’t do that kind of stuff.”

“You’re wrong, Candy.”

“No, I am, I’m their mother.”

“You’re not a grown-up. Grown-ups have to go through the process of growing up. You got a baby, a husband, and a house; then you expected to know how to be an adult. That’s what you did. You went from teenager to mother of three. He expected you to be an instant replacement for Sandra. Did you know Sandra had great parents, a good upbringing, and an education? Did you know she studied psychology? You had a fucked up sister who taught you about sex and a drunk for a mother.”

Sally was right, but that made Candy feel worse. “Sally, I slept with him, my stepson. I had sex with him today.”

“Why wouldn’t you?”

“I’m a married woman ... married!”

“Do you love him?”

“I don’t know, but it doesn’t matter. I’m married.”

“Evan, do you love him?”

“It doesn’t matter, Sally, I’m married to his father.”

Sally proved she was faster, too. Before Candy could react, her sister was straddling her lap with those thick thighs. The rest of her sister was as strong as her stomach appeared. Sally forced Candy’s arms straight up over her head and pushed. That section of the sofa was a recliner, and it fell back. Her sister’s tits crushed down on hers, and her mouth did the same. It was like every other time Sally kissed her. She submitted and fell headlong into their crazy sibling lust.

Sally pulled her lips away with a pop and stared at her. “Married, really?”

Candy nodded and moved her hands under Sally’s shirt. “Why do you do this to me?”

“Because you want me to, and you like it ... a lot.”

“I do, but that doesn’t make it right.” Neither did the wine, but Candy wanted to forget about reality and experience all the things she loved and missed about her sister. She lifted Sally’s shirt above her tits, pushed the massive flesh globes together, and sucked a nipple into her mouth. She held it between her teeth and flicked it with her tongue.

“Mm, Candy, I missed my Candy.” Sally pulled Candy’s shirt off. “We’re still going to talk more, but first—” She removed Candy’s bra.

Candy unbuttoned Sally’s pants and pulled the zipper down. “What are you doing?” Sally asked.

“I want to see your tattoo again.”

“Let me help.” Sally stood in front of her, removed her shirt, and then shimmied, wiggling her pants down over her 40-inch hips.

When Sally was naked, Candy took a minute to admire her sister’s beauty and erotically sculpted body. Sally was like her, freakishly put together with tits and hips and an ass that confounded the senses when compared to her waist and the rest of her frame, except Sally had more of everything. Candy reached out and traced the tattoo, Candy. “I missed you, too.”

Candy always loved the way her sister undressed her. She lifted her ass, and Sally tugged the pants past her butt and inched them down her legs. She came back for the panties, slid them to her knees, then picked up her feet and continued. The silky garment slowly caressed her calves, ankles, feet, and toes.