Chapter 2

I closed my eyes and let out a deep breath as her tongue softly ran along my starfish, lapping up and down each fold, circling slowly, seductively.

I do not exaggerate when I say my sister eats the best butt in the world. I have had a lot of women eat my butt, to some enormous success. I have eaten a lot of butts. And, my sister and I have shared a lot of butts.

Hands down, her oral skills when it comes to eating butt are at the top.

Of course, I told you earlier that my sister also was the best pussy eater out there. I guess you could say my sister is the best when it comes to orally pleasing a woman with her mouth, hands down.

And it is not all about her mouth, trust me! Once again, in eating butt, she uses fingers, knuckles, her nose, her chin, the tongue, her lips and about any other thing she can find to fit between one’s cheeks.

She loves it—a lot.

“So. Anal sex,” she said between licks.

I purred as her tongue tickled the entrance of my hole, stiff and wet. “Yes,” I purred. “Anal sex,” I agreed.

“Been noticing you have been having a lot of anal sex in your stories.”

“We are back to the stories,” I sighed.

“Well, you sure do seem to churn many of them out.”

I nodded as her tongue flicked between my butthole and my pussy. With hunger, she lapped up the juices that were gathering between my legs.

I shrugged. “Not like I have a lot to do right now.”

She nodded, tongue stiff and sliding up and down between my holes.

Wow, my sister could eat butt and pussy with the best of them!

It has not always been like that.

Being sisters, we grew up together sexually, as well. I mean, we were only a year apart. Our bodies developed at the same time, and we discovered each other at the same time.

Eating butt was not our go-to activity from the start. We both described it as “Groooooossssssss!”

Buttholes were where farts come from. Surely, we would not lower ourselves to licking each other’s fart machines.

Right?

Well, obviously, wrong ... since here we are, talking about my sister eating my butt.

I wish I could pinpoint the exact time we both first experienced the joys of anilingus, but my memory is not that spectacular. Neither is hers. But I do know that, once we were both in our late twenties, eating butt was a pretty consistent feast.

“You gonna write about me eating your butt?” my sister asked, giving my butt a playful slap.

I gasped and glanced at her, then giggled. “So, you read that?”

“I read all of your stuff, you little slut,” she said, suddenly sticking a pinky inside of my derriere.

I let out a gasp. “Give a girl some warning, will you?”

She grinned and pulled her pinky out. “Sorry. Bad show, I know.” She stuck her tongue a little deeper into my hole, which had been spread a bit more for her with her pinky.

I lay my head on the pillow and let out a sigh. “Fuck you are good at this,” I purred.

She softly sighed as she licked me a few times. “You know I think you have the hottest butt out there, right Sis?”

I moaned in pleasure. She used her thumbs to spread my cheeks and buried her face in there, lapping me up with her tongue with a passion that only a sister could do.

My world went all blurry and white.

My sister was cuddled up next to me when I woke up, spooning me.

As we were usually apt to be, we were both naked. Her body felt good pressed against mine.

Her face was buried in the side of my neck as her lips caressed the skin of my neck, giving me goosebumps.