“And you’re still a brat,” she said with a big smile. She turned to Holly. “So, you thought you were just an excuse for me to get naked with my brother?”
Holly nodded.
“But what about last night?”
“I don’t know, I just thought. . .” She ended her half thought with a shrug.
“Kiss her,” I told Maggie. She did. It wasn’t a long kiss, but it was a real one. “Did that feel like just one of those things?”
“No,” she said, still looking confused.
“Kiss again,” I suggested, slipping backwards I wasn’t between them. Sitting on their heels facing each other, the two pretty women kissed a second time. “Keep going,” I coached, and while they kissed, I moved Holly’s hand to Maggie’s chest. My sister didn’t need to be led; she began caressing Holly on her own. I moved behind Holly and guided her other hand to Maggie’s thigh. That’s all I needed to do. Holly slipped her hand between Maggie’s legs without my help.
As they kissed, I gently eased Holly backwards against me. She unbent her legs, breaking their kiss, but Maggie kept going. She kissed Holly’s neck, across her collarbone, and eventually bobbed her head between her breasts as I cradled Holly against me. My hard-on pressed against her back and Holly caressed my thighs while watching my sister kissing down her stomach. She looked over her shoulder at me. I kissed her lips with my eyes open, watching as Maggie moved between her legs.
Maggie kissed around Holly’s pussy for a moment, kissing across her pubis and down her lightly tanned thighs before zeroing in on Holly’s sex. The pretty blonde in my arms gasped the moment Maggie’s mouth touched her pussy. “Oh-my-God,” she said, looking down her body and watching.
I cupped Holly’s teacup sized breasts, delighting in the sensation of her stiff nipples and the perfect firmness of her body. I watched over her head, resting my chin on her blonde hair and witnessing the end of my sister’s heterosexuality. I knew from the fire in Maggie’s eyes, she had found a new joy. There was no mistaking the thrill Maggie was discovering as she licked and lapped at Holly’s pussy.
“So good,” Holly moaned. “And so wrong.”
“Why?” I whispered.
“Because she’s a girl,” Holly groaned before sharply inhaling. She held her breath for a long moment and I saw her stomach contract. I knew she was having an orgasm even before I heard Maggie’s deep moan. “Ohhh!” Holly moaned, rocking her head against my chest as she gave herself over to the pleasures my sister created inside her body. Holly’s orgasms were as deceptive to count as she had said. Later, she would report she came five times while Maggie was eating her, but in the moment, it looked like one long, extended orgasm without clear beginnings or endings.
Maggie stopped when Holly’s legs began quivering. “Are you okay?” she asked, looking concerned.
“I’m perfect,” Holly sighed, caressing the side of my sister’s face. I don’t know what Maggie saw in Holly’s eyes, but instead of going back to eating our cousin’s pussy, she crawled over her and kissed her lips before moving to the side to give us room.