sister/sister

Ashley Patrick stood looking in her bathroom mirror, trying to decide whether to go to her friend Jessica’s party, or just blow it off and watch reality TV all night. Her one-bedroom apartment was starting to feel claustrophobic so she decided she needed to get out and do something. She would at least get ready to go out and see how she felt.



Wearing tight jeans and a white lace bra, Ashley combed her reddish brown hair in the bathroom. It cascaded in curling waves over her shoulder to just over her breasts. The 24-year-old had cherubic cheeks and a sly smile and seemed at once innocent and a bit devious.



Suddenly Ashley heard a knock at the door. Tossing on a white tank top, she went to check who it was.



Ashley was startled to see her sister Jacqueline. At 27, the thin brunette was a few inches taller than her younger sister, but had a thin and tighter body — b-cup breasts and a pert ass that looked great in jeans or a cocktail dress. Their different looks led people to be surprised they were sisters.



She carried an overnight bag and her red eyes revealed that she had been crying. People had said ever since she was young that Jacqueline had “sad eyes” and there was something always serious in her expression that made her seem as mature beyond her years as her sister seemed youthful. Her shoulder-length brown hair was done up in a ponytail. Before Ashley got a chance to ask, her sister revealed the mystery of the surprise visit.



“Tom’s been cheating on me,” said Jacqueline. “I just walked out on him.”



“What??” asked Ashley.



“With some bitch he works with— he says it’s only been going on for two months,” said Jacqueline, seeming more exhausted than upset. “I went into his email and it’s been going on for at least a year, maybe since before we were even married.”



“Oh my God, Jack, I’m so sorry,” said Ashley, calling her sister by the tom-boy nickname she’d called her since they were kids. “That’s terrible.”



Ashley hugged her older sister tightly. Jacqueline couldn’t keep the tears in anymore and started sobbing.



“Honestly it’s kind of a relief,” said Jacqueline. “I’d been suspecting something was up, he’d seemed so distant, and just to see it all there in his emails made so clear…it was something I probably should have done months ago, and really, I should never have married in the first place.”



Ashley quietly hugged her sister and said nothing but “oh Jack” a few times. If she had said more, she might have risked an “I told you so,” since Ashley had never trusted Tom, even when he and Jacqueline had first started going out. It was the only time she could recall her and her older sister having a serious argument over anything. Ashley felt relief to know he might soon be out of both their lives.



They sat on the couch in Ashley’s small living room, and Jacqueline spilled out all her frustration and pain while her younger sister listened intently and sympathetically. It was an unusual role for Ashley, who had been going to her older sister for advice as long as she could remember. Jacqueline had practically raised her, and was much more familiar with playing this kind of supportive role.



Ashley tried to think about what might help her sister feel better, and she came up with an idea that had always boosted her spirits after a breakup.



“What you need is rebound sex,” Ashley said, like some knowing oracle. “When Rob and I broke up, it really wasn’t until I’d been with another guy that I started feeling like myself again.”



Jacqueline laughed for the first time since she’d arrived.



“So I should just sleep with the next guy I see?” asked Jacqueline.



“Haha — not exactly. Maybe the third or fourth guy,” laughed Ashley.



This was very typical of Ashley, Jacqueline thought. Her little sister seemed to think sex solved everything. But at the same time Jacqueline valued her little sister’s relationship advice. Ashley was always juggling a boyfriend or two, and while Jacqueline remembered giving her some of her earliest lessons in flirting and looking hot for guys, her baby sister had soon surpassed Jacqueline. She could pinpoint it to her little sister’s sophomore year in high school when she seemed to transform from the awkward pigtailed girl that Jacqueline had always known into a gorgeous young woman, with coltish legs and an incredible pair of breasts.



Both girls had objectively beautiful bodies, but it was Ashley who knew how to use hers to maximum effect. In her slinky walk, easy laugh, and sensuous gaze, she radiated sex.



“I’ve got an idea,” said Ashley. “I was thinking of going to this party at my friend Jessica’s tonight. She writes for a music review blog. Besides her, it’s like all guys who work there — mostly dorks, but a few really cute dorks, according to Jess. Guarantee you’ll find a cute guy who can distract you for a night, and who will treat you like a goddess.”



“Oh no Ash, you’re saying I have to bone up on my music trivia?” asked Jacqueline. “Basically the only music I listen to now are the mix CDs you gave me through high school and college.”



“Hmmm, well at least you’ll be covered on any 90s R&B songs that come up,” laughed Ashley. “You know, I put some serious thought into those mixes. Guaranteed you’re going home with someone who will keep your mind where it should be — on yourself and how hot you are.”



“Wow, I should get divorced more often!” said Jacqueline.



“But first, let’s get you into something sexier,” said Ashley.







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Three hours later, the two sisters returned to Ashley’s apartment. Jacqueline now wore a pair of jeans and a tight t-shirt that Ashley had chosen because it revealed the sexiness of her sister’s body. But while both girls looked their Friday-night best and smelled arousingly of Ashley’s high-end perfume, Ashley looked frustrated.



“Ugh — I’m so so sorry about that,” said Ashley as she and her sister returned through the front door of her apartment, tossing her keys into the tray nearby.



“It’s all good Ash,” said Jacqueline, encouraging as usual.



“Jessica promised me there would be at least three cute guys to hook you up with,” said Ashley, in a tone reminiscent of when she would throw temper tantrums that Jacqueline would snap her out of with her naturally soothing tone. “It was a complete bust and it’s totally my fault.”



The party had proved to be a major disappointment. None of the guys were remotely cute and the two men Jacqueline spoke with just gunned questions at her about the latest concerts she had attended, which was none. Ashley felt terrible. She had built up her older sister’s excitement and had her ready for the relief of rebound sex. Now they were home with no pleasant distractions.



“Don’t worry about it, Red — honestly, it was just enough of a disaster to be actually hilarious,” she said, giving her younger sister a spontaneous hug.



“It was definitely a disaster…” said Ashley, giving her sister a full squeeze back, pressing Jacqueline against her curvaceous body.



“Honestly it is probably stupid for me to even be looking at other guys right now. I should probably just lay low and mourn my shitty marriage for a bit,” Jacqueline continued, taking a seat on the couch as Ashley plopped down beside her. “Just glad to be hanging with my sister for a night — it’s been too long since we had a night out — or in, as I guess it is now.”



“Haha — very true,” said Ashley. “l don’t care if the only parties we can go to are for like, freak X-Men rejects, it’s a fucking blast hanging out with rebound Jack — she’s so fun!”




She made this last point by giving her sister a kiss on the cheek. Jacqueline smiled but felt an odd quiver pass through her. Clearly there was some residual horniness she had built up, preparing to get laid tonight for the first time in months. She looked forward to relieving herself with some self-satisfaction once Ashley headed to bed.



But Ashley didn’t seem ready to call it a night anytime soon. The redhead stood, swaggered to the kitchen, the many drinks she’d already had showing themselves in the exaggerated, sexy swoops she made with each step. As she walked, her mind rushed, trying to think of a way to save this evening for her older sister. Ashley felt like her sister had always been there for her — from teaching her to tie her shoes to helping her come back from her own breakups — but now when Jacqueline needed her help, Ashley had blown it.



She had an idea of what might save the night for her older sister. It was much too crazy to really think through at this second, but Ashley knew the first step was to keep the wine flowing. She grabbed her one decent bottle and returned, pulling out the cork, as her sister looked up radiantly from the couch.



“Well, at least we can drown our sorrows,” Ashley said. “I’ve been saving this bottle for a special occasion.”



Splashing a generous pour into each glass, she handed one to Jacqueline.



The older sister raised hers, and toasted, “To my heroic sister who saved me from X-men rejects.”



“Cheers!” laughed Ashley



Ashley sat back in her spot next to her sister, putting an arm over her shoulder. Jacqueline realized that her sister was a little tipsy — Ashley wasn’t usually so touchy — but then again this was a pretty unusual night and Jacqueline was enjoying the closeness. Her arm felt good, and weirdly so did the press of her breast against Jacqueline.



She had no idea that in the last two minutes, her little sister had settled on a plan to help get Jacqueline’s mind so far off Tom, she might forget she had ever been married. Ashley felt intensely horny just thinking about what she was about to do, which convinced her that it was worth trying. She took a deep breath and got things started.



“I have a random throwback question,” said Ashley. “Remember when we were little and went out to the creek to play hide and seek?”



“Haha — yeah, and you tried to be all badass by climbing up that tree — then slipped and fell!” Jacqueline laughed sympathetically at the memory. “You cried so loud — I thought someone might hear you and call the police or something.”



“I know! I was such a baby,” said Ashley. “I was just trying to impress you by how courageous I was but ended up embarrassing myself.”



“Aww, I thought it was cute,” smiled Jacqueline, giving Ashley a light squeeze.



“You were such a good older sister about it. You calmly sat me down, and rubbed around where I was hurt,” said Ashley, rubbing her sister’s knee to demonstrate. “Then you leaned in and kissed me there.”



“Of course, like ‘this will make it feel better,’” said Jacqueline.



“‘Do you feel it getting better?’” said Ashley, imitating her sister’s nurturing tone as she continued to rub. Ashley took another sip of her wine.



“Haha, yeah, that’s special Big Sister Magic we are expected to learn,” said Jacqueline. “Along with tips on making Kool Aid and keeping bratty little sisters from stealing our expensive moisturizer.”



“I forgot about that!” said Ashley. “But you realize I always knew where you kept your fancy stuff? In the back of your underwear drawer, of course.”



“What?? How did you find that?” said Jacqueline.



“It was actually by accident — I was checking out your sexy underwear and stumbled on it,” said Ashley, now beginning to massage her sister’s upper back. “But I really remember feeling better after you kissed my knee — I think there’s something to that healing with ‘laying on of lips.’”



“I’m just glad you didn’t fall on your ass instead,” Jacqueline joked.



But Ashley didn’t laugh as Jacqueline expected she would. Instead she quietly moved her massaging hand down Jacqueline’s back, slipping it under the bottom of her t-shirt.



“Hmmm, I think I would have liked that more than I probably should have,” said Ashley, in a breathy burst.



Jacqueline laughed slightly, not really sure if Ashley was making a joke or what. She just wanted to puncture the strange tension that had suddenly enveloped the two of them.



“What made you think of that day at the creek though?” Jacqueline asked in a cheery tone.



“Well, I was thinking about it tonight — knowing you were in pain, even if it wasn’t actual physical pain. I was wondering if that kind of touch might even help with emotional hurt…” Ashley said, holding contact with Jacqueline’s eyes, before looking down at her lips, then back up. “…and whether it would maybe be more powerful…if it came from your sister.”



As Jacqueline was about to say something to try and break the tension for a second time, Ashley leaned in and planted a kiss on her older sister’s lips. Jacqueline was startled, and smiled in confusion as Ashley pulled away.



“There — do you feel it getting better?” Ashley said.



“What are you doing??” Jacqueline asked in disbelief.



Was Ashley playing one of her pranks? As kids, her little sister had once convinced Jacqueline that she had been bitten by a vampire, complete with realistic fang marks on her neck. Her kiss was probably some kind of game and Ashley would burst out laughing in a second.



But instead of laughing, Ashley, with a smirk on her face, kissed Jacqueline again, and didn’t break it immediately this time. Jacqueline felt stunned as it dawned on her that her sister was really, sensually, trying to make out with her.



Jacqueline’s mind went into shock — she knew this was wrong, couldn’t believe her sister would do something so crazy…but then she felt her own mouth and body responding, unconsciously and uncontrollably. Jacqueline was kissing back, taking Ashley’s tongue into her mouth and exhaling a sigh as if she had just quenched a thirst that had been afflicting her, without her realizing it, for years. Whether it was her emotions going haywire because of the breakup of her marriage, or a desire she had never realized she felt, Jacqueline’s mouth and body felt electrified, instinctively drinking in her energetic little sister’s sensual touch.




But then her mind hummed back to life and Jacqueline pulled away.



“Ash — this is in no way cool,” Jacqueline said, speaking as much to tamp down her own burgeoning desires as much as her sister’s behavior.



Ashley, unimpressed, chuckled, as if getting a predictable lecture from Jacqueline about forgetting her laundry in the machine.



“I know what you’re thinking,” said Ashley. “Obviously it’s weird. Sisters aren’t supposed to fool around with each other.”



“No, we definitely aren’t,” said Jacqueline, laughing awkwardly, seeking a way to return things to their normal sisterly interactions. “What is going on — guess you had too much wine?”



“Ha — no, I’m not that drunk. Don’t sell yourself so short!” said Ashley. Seeing that Jacqueline was still reeling from what she had just done, Ashley continued. “Look — yes, we are sisters. That means we aren’t supposed to do certain things with each other. But we ARE supposed to care and support each other when everyone else in the world bails. So I’m making a judgement call — my sisterly duty to make you feel better has officially trumped some societal rule against two sexy, consenting women from having some harmless, physical fun.”



“Who said I was consenting to any of this?” Jacqueline shot back.



In dignifying her sister with a response, Jacqueline sensed that she had opened this craziness up for debate, rather than shutting it down, maybe even leaving the apartment, like she should have. “Damn it Ashley,” thought Jacqueline. “You can always draw me in when I know better.” Her little sister saw the crack in Jacqueline’s resolve, and pressed her advantage.



“See, if it was just a matter of you being sad — heartbroken, totally beside yourself — I’d totally agree. I should console you and that would be it,” said Ashley. “But the difference is that tonight, it was me who got you all amped up for that party, in maybe your biggest moment of physical need. It was me who got us both all horny only to end up at the weakest party in the city. I owed you my support before the party disaster, but now I really owe you — big time.”



Ashley began to rub her sister’s lower back again, slipping a finger below the waistband of her jeans and just delicately touching the top of her ass crack. Jacqueline tried to come up with the right rebuttal, but Ashley barreled ahead before she could gather her racing thoughts.



“But the more important thing is…I can satisfy you because I AM your kid sister. You taught me the first things I ever knew about sex and pleasure,” said Ashley. “I know you and understand you better than anyone else — what buttons you like pushed…and licked.”



Ashley wondered if she had gone too far with that last line. She had planned to move very slow with Jacqueline, knowing how she reacted to something she felt was out of the ordinary.



For her part, Jacqueline’s head was swimming, recalling how Ashley would use a similar debating style when trying to convince her older sister that she needed to borrow the car or a pair of shoes. It was disorienting that she was using it now to convince her older sister to let her hook up with her.



“The thing is, if we did anything like this, it would change our relationship — what we have with each other,” countered Jacqueline.



“That’s what I’m saying — tonight will be a one-time, purely physical thing. Let’s just get you the rebound hook-up you need — nothing emotional or sentimental, just some simple satisfaction,” Ashley continued, sliding a hand to Jacqueline’s breast. Her older sister flinched but did not attempt to move away. “Tonight, forget I’m your pig-tailed kid sister who you taught how to roller-skate. I’m just a cute piece of ass you picked up from Jessica’s party, at your sexual service—”



Partly because she found the proposition weirdly intriguing, partly because she sensed her chatty sister would happily continue to make her case for another hour if something didn’t stop her, Jacqueline thought “oh what the hell,” and planted a kiss on Ashley’s mouth before she could finish her sentence.



Now it was Ashley’s turn to be startled. Interrupted, she let out a small whimper as she took Jacqueline into her mouth. Her widened eyes closed and she slid her tongue back past her sister’s eager lips. As the initial shock dissipated, each began to navigate this new terrain moment by moment, trying to simply enjoy the sensation without thinking about the larger repercussions of what they were doing.



“Forget I’m your pig-tailed kid sister,” — Ashley’s words hung in the air, giving a weird assurance to both sisters as they focused only on how good this felt.



When she’d first locked lips, Jacqueline half expected the kiss would be the end of it. But now that she was tasting the red wine on her baby sister’s lips and tongue, feeling her soft body pressing against hers, her perky breasts mashing against Ashley’s fuller globes, Jacqueline knew she was not going to stop here.



She began massaging Ashley’s breasts with her right hand. Jacqueline glided her tongue along her kid sister’s teeth, spending an extra moment on a chip in her front right incisor. Ashley had gotten that at a high school party trying to open a beer with her teeth. Jacqueline had made fun of her relentlessly about it then, but always thought it made her look kind of cute and adorably childish. Now this funny quirk was turning Jacqueline on incredibly. All the little traits she had teased her sister about for years were now making her deeply, strangely horny for this younger girl she had watched grow up.



Ashley sensed Jacqueline’s heightened arousal, and moved her lips to her older sister’s neck, then her right shoulder. “I cannot believe we’re doing this,” she thought to herself, amazed at how well her crazy plan seemed to be working. Ashley found her mind playing catchup to what her lips and hands were doing. She hadn’t really expected Jacqueline to relent. Her reserved older sister was usually quick to stop things if Ashley really went too far, but to the younger sister’s pleased surprise Jacqueline apparently decided that this was indeed something she wanted.

Ashley took hold of the bottom of Jacqueline’s t-shirt and pulled it up over her sister’s head, revealing her gorgeous tits, restrained in a delicate black lace bra.



“Didn’t I give you that for your last birthday?” Ashley asked, almost conversationally, as if undressing her big sister was perfectly ordinary.



“You did,” Jacqueline whispered back sensually into Ashley’s ear. She could feel her reservations being replaced by intense curiosity and a throbbing desire for her baby sister, almost like she had stepped into the role of a someone much more sexually bold. “I hope you know how to work the clasp.”



Ashley smiled, and taking the hint she slid her hands around Jacqueline’s toned back and undid her sister’s bra. As she pulled the straps over Jacqueline’s arms, she knew there would now be no going back. She tossed the bra onto her living room floor and gazed at Jacqueline’s cute, milky-white breasts and hardening nipples. It had been years since Ashley had seen her older sister topless, when she had dashed wet in just her panties from the bathroom to the hall closet to grab a towel. At the time, Ashley felt a weird pang of excitement at seeing her sister without clothes. She had felt curious about her sister’s breasts, though certainly not aroused by them, but now curiosity had moved with warp speed into an intoxicating lust.



She brushed her lips over her sister’s chest and began to sloppily kiss Jacqueline’s right breast. She wrapped her lips around her older sister’s nipple, sucking, running her tongue along the bumpy areola and feeling it stiffen in her mouth. Jacqueline moaned and pressed her sister to her, feeling herself get wet as her baby sister suckled. Jacqueline found she was rubbing her crotch against Ashley’s thigh, encouraging her to continue.



Ashley moved on to Jacqueline’s left nipple, sucking it and swiping the sensitive nerves with her hungry tongue. While her own breasts were larger than her sister’s, their nipples were the identical shape and size. It was like she was sucking on herself.



Jacqueline reached out and began to pull up Ashley’s tank top. Her little sister helped pull it up and over her head, tossing it near Jacqueline’s. She undid her bra and freed Ashley’s breasts. A tan line illustrated the exact shape of the bikini top she had worn on her trip to Mexico two weeks ago. Jacqueline took in the sight of her beautiful, topless sister.



“When did you get so sexy, sis?” Jacqueline asked, leaning in and planting one kiss after another, clasping her sister’s left breast in her hand and passionately sucking it. She felt almost dizzy as she took in the sensation of licking her little sister’s tit. She moved on to the right one while massaging Ashley’s left breast with her fingers. This was definitely not how a responsible older sister should be taking care of the youngest in the family. But right now, Jacqueline did not care.



With her hands moving busily over her sister’s body, Ashley made her way to the buttons on Jacqueline’s jeans. Looking at her with mounting desire, Ashley popped open one after the next, then peeled the tight denim from Jacqueline toned legs, dropping them to the floor around her feet. Her big sister now sat on the couch in just a pair of black panties, the feeling of Ashley’s tits still on her lips. Ashley gave each of Jacqueline’s nipples a wet, final suck, then a lick between her big sister’s pert breasts, before moving her attention lower, kissing and licking down Jacqueline’s stomach to her belly button.



Ashley paused to explore her sister’s cute “innie” as she used to call it when they went swimming as kids, while her hands reached around to explore Jacqueline’s back and massage her firm ass. She savored the moment and the arousing smell of soap and perfume coming from her sister. Then she slowly shifted Jacqueline and pressed her down, so she lay on her on her back with Ashley above her.



“Now I’m going to read you a bedtime story,” Ashley joked. “It’s about the naughty little sister who gets her big sister to be naughty too.”



“That sounds like a good story to me,” said Jacqueline, a blissful expression on her face.



Shoving her small Ikea coffee table out of the way, knocking the corkscrew on the hardwood floor in the process, Ashley moved in on her sister. She slid her fingers below the underwear’s waistband and with a quick motion pulled them down Jacqueline’s legs and off, tossing them to where the corkscrew lay.



She gazed at her older sister’s naked body before her. Firm breasts laying flat on her chest, leading down to her well-groomed landing strip of hair above her pussy. Ashley bet she probably trimmed daily, whether Tom appreciated it or not. She looked so eager and ready lying there, carefully watching her little sister, nervous and excited about what she would do next.



Ashley gently spread her sister’s legs and gazed at her pussy. A feeling of desire intermingled with an odd sentimentality came over her, as she thought how much she loved — and wanted — Jacqueline. She felt her eyes getting almost as moist as her pussy. Jacqueline’s slit was already dripping in anticipation and Ashley found as she gazed at the perfect folds of her sister’s sex, thinking how beautiful and slightly different it was from her own.



She kissed Jacqueline’s left thigh, then moved her lips a few inches further up. Ashley barely brushed her lips across her sister, moving them up closer and closer, first one side, then to the other side, sensing Jacqueline responding intensely to each touch.



Finally Ashley moved directly above her older sister’s pussy. She plunged her face in, licking all around Jacqueline’s outer labia, giving quick licks from bottom to top, then pulling it gently with her lips. It tasted amazing. She slathered saliva all over her sister’s beautiful pussy and found herself trying to drink up every drop coming from Jacqueline.



As Ashley’s tongue massaged the soft, wet lips, she moved it further into her sister, licking at her inner labia and then pressing her tongue inside Jacqueline’s soft canal. Jacqueline moaned her sisterly approval, her pussy getting wetter with every stroke of Ashley’s tongue. She gently pressed Ashley’s red head of hair into her, fucking herself with her little sister’s face.



Jacqueline hadn’t felt such satisfaction in years. She found herself drifting in and out of blissful pleasure, thrilling at the physical sensations she was experiencing. With each wave of euphoria, Jacqueline came back to the reality that the hot girl working magic in her crotch was her own little sister. She felt a small bolt of shame and fear wondering if anyone could find out about this, but this was overpowered by a more intense thunderclap of raw desire for her little sister.



Ashley brought her hand up into the base of Jacqueline’s pussy, and slid in one finger, then two as she continued exploring her with her tongue. She began to pump her fingers slowly while snaking her tongue in and around her sister’s gorgeous pussy, lapping up as much as she could.



“Fuck Ashley — how are you so good at this?” she gasped.



With her sister’s juices flowing down her chin and onto her fingers, loving the taste of this woman who in many ways raised her, Ashley moved her attentions slightly upward. She targeted Jacqueline’s clit. Working the tip of her tongue slowly around the hood covering it, then sliding it under, making direct contact, Ashley could sense her sister’s body throbbing with each swipe. In the moment, Ashley felt like she was connected in directly to Jacqueline’s body and nerves, like she knew it better than her own body. Every quiver and soft sigh coming from Jacqueline set off her little sister’s erotic antennae. It was some kind of supernatural sisterly bond that they were testing to its sexual limits.



She licked and lightly sucked on her sister’s clit. First in a few licks, then a deep, rhythmic exploration. In a hurricane of licking and sucking, Jacqueline’s body began to rock.



“Oh God, keep doing that…Ugh…Ash!” Jacqueline shouted, pressing her sister’s face firmly into her pussy.



Jacqueline’s body gushed into an intense orgasm, shaking as she moaned. Ashley continued to lick as long as her sister’s body continued to convulse with pleasure. Ashley had never seen her sister so uninhibited. Jacqueline was always the super in-control one and it was Ashley who was the rambunctious party girl. Finally Jacqueline shoved Ashley’s face from her as her orgasm finished. She lay there, stunned.



“Jesus Red, that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had,” she said. “I can’t believe I have such an amazing pussy licker for a sister.”



It made Ashley really hot to see how excited she had made her exacting older sister. After giving Jacqueline a minute to catch her breath, Ashley decided she wanted to take things a step further.



“Okay Jack. I’ve got something else to show you,” Ashley said. “Turn over.”



Jacqueline, loose-limbed and glowing from her orgasm, smiled and obliged, eager for a back massage or whatever pampering Ashley had in mind. Flipping onto her stomach, her little sister climbed above her. Ashley took in the perfection of her sister’s back as it rolled into the tight, sexy hills and mysterious valley of her bare ass.



Jacqueline felt Ashley’s red hair falling down onto her shoulders, tickling her flesh. Ashley’s lips began to kiss the back of her sister’s neck, moving a kiss at a time down Jacqueline’s naked back. She breathed out hot short pants of air between each kiss.



“Mmmm, that feels great,” said Jacqueline.



Her little sister continued her kisses until she reached the small of Jacqueline’s back. She moved down to the springy mounds of her ass cheeks, kissing first her right, then her left, savoring each connection. She rubbed her cheek on her sister’s ass, and suckled the flesh.



As her hands kneaded her sister’s buttocks, Ashley moved her face to the cleft of Jacqueline’s ass, kissing, then lightly licking an inch down the dark cavern of her crack.



“Whoa — what are you up to, Red?” Jacqueline asked, suddenly serious, stiffening up her body and tightening her buttocks.



“I have to make every part of you feel better — every single inch,” said Ashley, beaming. Then more matter-of-factly, asked “You’ve never had your ass licked, have you?”



“Um, no,” Jacqueline said defensively. Tom was not an ass guy, and she had just never thought of that as something normal people did. But then again, normal people didn’t fuck their sisters either. “I don’t think I’m up for that, Ash.”



“Oh now you’re suddenly nervous? Or are you worried I’ll get cooties?” Ashley laughed. “I promise, you are going to love it — I don’t want to see Uptight Jack making a comeback already. This is Rebound Jack’s night, remember? It’s time you saw how much you’ve been missing. I promise, it’s amazing. Besides, you’ve honestly got the cutest, tightest little butt I’ve ever seen and I’d hate myself if I missed my chance to explore it.”



Jacqueline felt sure this was a bad idea, but found it hard to take a stand against Ashley’s advances, especially with her sister practically pleading.



Plus Ashley had a point — they had already crossed so many boundaries tonight, if they were just going to give in to hedonistic desire, there shouldn’t really be any boundaries between them. She felt her resistance give.



“Okay, do your worst, Red,” said Jacqueline.



“Yay–I’ve always wanted to taste your cooties!” Ashley joked.



She returned her face to her sister’s smooth ass, now even more determined to lavish it with her attention. Ashley breathed in deep, taking in the arousing scent of lavender body wash that remained on her older sister since her earlier shower. These sexy mounds belonged to the girl who had skipped a day out with friends so she could teach Ashley to ride a bike. This was the ass of the girl who bought Ashley her first lipstick so she would look glamorous at the school dance. It was the ass of a girl with whom she shared years of hilarious and heartbreaking memories, and now she was going to show this ass just how deeply she loved its owner.



Placing one hand on each of Jacqueline’s buttocks, she delicately spread them, taking in a staggered breath as she exposed her sister’s puckered rosebud. A shade darker than the smooth skin surrounding it, each tiny wrinkle of her tight anus was beautiful and perfect. Over the years, Ashley figured she had seen almost every inch of her sister’s body at one time or another, but never this forbidden spot. For a rare second, Ashley was speechless. Gazing at the inviting opening, with the little wrinkles running together into a pretty, quivering star, she felt like Jacqueline was sharing a long-kept secret with her. It was like there were no barriers between them now.



Though there was one thing Ashley hadn’t told Jacqueline: This was her first time licking ass. A couple boyfriends had explored her back there with their tongues, but she had never been interested in returning the favor. “Maybe if you were a girl,” she had jokingly told them. But now it felt perfect that her first time should be with Jacqueline — so beautiful, with such an irresistible butt and, as she now discovered, an adorable butthole. Ashley desperately wanted to taste this most private part of her older sister.



She took in another arousing breath and then glided her tongue slowly down her sister’s spread crack, savoring the salty sweet flavor of the light perspiration that had built up since her shower. Centimeter by centimeter she approached her destination.



As Ashley’s face moved closer to Jacqueline’s exposed asshole, she could feel the heat radiating from it. She felt her mind go blank as sheer desire took over, finding it hard to comprehend what she was doing. Finally her lips connected, kissing the hot, forbidden spot. She gave it two more sloppy kisses, pucker to pucker. Ashley heard her sister take in a sharp breath, and felt her stiffen and let out a moan, then relax. Ashley extended the tip of her tongue, just grazing the wrinkled flesh. The sensation was incredible — slightly more rubbery than she had expected, not as soft, but delightful.



Jacqueline’s shoulders tightened, she shifted up on her elbows and the muscles of her asshole contracted in response to Ashley’s inquisitive tongue, almost winking at her little sister. It tickled a bit but felt incredibly naughty and exciting. What had her bratty sister talked her into now, Jacqueline wondered to herself.



Ashley repeated her lick several times, each making increasing contact with Jacqueline’s delicate opening. She carefully read her sister’s responses, slowing down when she sensed resistance, speeding up and adding pressure when she felt her relent. Ashley began to wonder why she had waited so long to eat ass — it tasted slightly earthy, but very clean. Jacqueline was such a clean-freak about everything, and that clearly extended even to her butthole.



Jacqueline moaned, her reservations disintegrating, as she began to get used to, and really enjoy, this unusual sensation. Ashley’s licking became rhythmic, and Jacqueline felt herself empowered by such complete exposure of herself to this girl who understood her better than anyone. Ash knows everything else about me, thought Jacqueline, why shouldn’t she know how my ass tastes too?



“That’s really, really good, Ash,” sighed Jacqueline.



Holding her sister spread before her, a toned buttcheek in each hand, Ashley leaned in, flattened her tongue and took a long swipe from the bottom of her big sister’s pussy, across her anus, and all the way to the top of her crack. Jacqueline gasped as she felt Ashley’s tongue cover her entire star, licking up and down, stimulating every nerve ending at once. She continued in repeated lapping motions — up, down, up, down, until her sister’s entire crack was wet with saliva and she was quaking with satisfaction.



“Mmm — better than ice cream,” Ashley, swallowing, giggled. “Reminds me when you would take me to Baskin Robbins as kids — I always got the rainbow sherbet, you always got the vanilla.”



“Oh yeah, you liked to get your tongue all over that scoop, really slather it,” said Jacqueline, playfully jiggling her ass. “Hope I’m satisfying that sweet tooth?”



Ashley didn’t answer but instead a smirk crossed her face. She pulled her right hand from her sister’s buttock, licked the tip of her index finger, and pressed tip into her sister’s butt, already well lubricated from her tongue, up to the first knuckle. Jacqueline startled a bit then eased into it. Once her anus had relaxed around the intrusion, Ashley started pumping it gently in and out, getting it in almost up to the second knuckle before removing her finger. Grinning, she popped it into her mouth, sucking it rapturously like it was some kind of sugary treat.



“Mmmmm!” said Ashley. “Jack — THAT is the best dessert I’ve ever tasted.”



Jacqueline’s jaw dropped. She could not believe how exposed to, and accepted by, her sister she felt at this moment.



Ashley returned to rimming Jacqueline’s butthole, savoring the delightful textures, feeling incredibly turned on knowing that it was her sister’s delicate bud that she was devouring. But she wanted more. Turning her tongue into a spear, Ashley pressed it directly into Jacqueline’s resistant ring, moving her left hand around to play with her older sister’s pussy, still wet with her saliva.



“Ungh,” was all Jacqueline said, moving up onto her knees to allow her little sister better access. Ashley felt a thrill as Jacqueline’s anus opened just enough to allow her tongue to dip a centimeter or so into her sister’s taboo canal.



With her face buried in her sister’s dark crevice, Ashley removed her other hand from Jacqueline’s buttock, allowing the fleshy mound to spring back and envelop her face between the globes. Ashley took in strong streams of air through her nose, the scent of her sister feeding her smoldering hunger for more. She pushed her tongue with a renewed force into Jacqueline’s ass and felt it push in slightly further. The taste was still the same — delicious — but Ashley felt a thrill at being so deep inside Jacqueline.



Her older sister squirmed in ecstasy, tilting her head as if trying to clear her mind of any thought beyond the sensations Ashley was creating within her. Ashley’s rubbing of her clit was sending electric pulses through her whole body, and knowing that was her own sister’s tongue deep in somewhere so naughty made Jacqueline almost lightheaded. If their younger selves could seem them now!



Ashley moved her right hand down to her own clit and began bringing herself to higher levels of pleasure as she continued to massage her sister’s clit and inner labia with her other hand, her face enveloped in Jacqueline’s sweating asscheeks. She would happily suffocate here.



“Oh…ohhhhhh,” sighted Jacqueline.



She closed her eyes as her sister seemed to push every one of her buttons at once. She could do little but moan in soft satisfaction, a tear of pleasure forming on the corner of her left eye. The two rocked in unison, back and forth, as Jacqueline pushed her ass into Ashley’s nose and mouth, her pussy into Ashley’s expert fingers. They moved as one, a deep sisterly connection deepening by the second, expressing their lifelong love in a way neither would have imagined hours before.



Ashley could tell that Jacqueline was on the verge of another orgasm. She moved the tip of her tongue in tiny clockwise circles on the inner rim of her sister’s anus, while moving her fingers quickly across Jacqueline’s clit.



Her tension built until Jacqueline came wildly with a shuddering orgasm moving through her body, her butthole contracting around Ashley’s tongue and pushing it firmly out of her. Ashley rode this climax to her own orgasm, exploding in loud gasps as she fingered herself to completion. She finished, laying next to Jacqueline on the couch, the scent of her sister’s most intimate places still on Ashley’s lips and tongue.

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