Of course, over time, both of our shirts came off…and my hand found its way below her waist…and under her panties. I laid my hand gently over her “cunt” as the boys at school called it, gazing in her eyes, and again hoping I hadn’t scared her. But she just smiled and asked again, “Now am I your girlfriend?”
“Maybe…maybe someday,” I said. And she just smiled again.
My hand meanwhile had begun teasing along her cuntlips, and after a few moments she started pushing her cunt into my hand. Our kisses became more insistent, until I slipped my tongue out over her lips. She opened her eyes for a brief moment before opening her mouth just enough to let my tongue slip in. I think we both pretty much passed out then, because I woke to find myself raising my head and seeing her with her eyes closed, gently snoring. That is, I’m sure, the moment I fell completely, helplessly, and totally in love with my sister.
Things progressed further over that summer. Mom was at work, and we’d have entire days together. We’d shed our clothes entirely and lie together just taking each other in. Kissing and touching. One very fateful day I found myself kissing her right where her cunt started its gentle rise below the sweet swell of her lower tummy. She was stroking my hair, and I was so nervous. But her scent, and the fine, tiny hairs on her cunt felt so sweet, I knew I just had to taste her.
I must have spent an hour between her thighs. I remember flattening my tongue, trying to take her sweet cunt cunt into my mouth, almost whole. I ran my tongue up and down along her silky labia and found, without knowing what I was doing, the “key to her kingdom.” My mouth slowly closed over the tiny hood of her clitoris, my tongue gently licking as I sucked. She started to lift her cunt to my face, pressing it into my mouth, until she suddenly went completely tense, moaning my name, and saying, “I love you” over and over.
When she finally calmed down I crawled back up to face and kissed her, sharing her scent and taste with her. She looked like she was ready pass out, so I slowed down, and just rested my head on her shoulder while she stroked my hair. In all of this, I never felt like we were doing something “dirty” like I’d heard the boys as school tell it. It felt sweet. Calming and perfect.
A few days later she was lying on her stomach while I gently massaged her back. My eyes kept being drawn to the sweet swell of her ass. Slowly, my hands moved downward. Gently squeezing those beautiful cheeks, I bent in to kiss her there. Again there was the intense feeling of her skin against my lips and the scent of her. Oh God, her scent just made me insane. I could never get enough.
My tongue started trailing the crack of her ass, while my lips would close on the edges of her cheeks, Soon my tongue found her way to her anus. Completely without thought, but with real desire, my tongue traced the tiny wrinkles of her tiny hole. I was lost in it. I started to gently probe her sweet rectum with my tongue, and then would back off for a moment before continuing my gentle probing. All of the sudden, her ass raised up to meet my tongue, and my tongue slipped deeper into her ass. I pushed my tongue further and felt her come…and she came like crazy. I could barely pull my tongue free, her anus was clutching it so tightly. When she calmed down enough, we again shared a deep kiss.