0 comments/ 34763 views/ 0 favorites Arianna By: stoneypoint There were 12 cubicles in this office I called on last month. As one entered this business, there is a front glass door and they would immediately turn to their left and enter another glass doorway. Immediately ahead about 15 feet and at about a 45 degree angle was the manager's office. Arianna was of Hispanic descent and with long dark hair and showing some signs of gray. Arianna is an attractive full figured woman, a nice rotund ass and massively beautiful eyes and lips. The type of woman lots of men wanted to be like by and sweet as well. She carried a soft gentle voice. She was quiet but would always seem to talk openly, to me. We have had some nice conversations. All the while, I thought about having sex with this woman. "What would it be like?" "Is she a great lover in bed?" "Does she want to be on top and take charge or does she want me on top of her?" "Would she like to be loved all over, everywhere?" "Does she care only to be eaten out?" You understand the idea. I've asked all these questions and more. I peered into her eyes and wanted to melt with her anytime or anywhere. Would she, was my question every time. Jillian another cute one, answered phones in another room; She was just up the hallway. Jillian, a much younger babe and also fuller figured, walked around as if she was on the hunt. Yes she did. "Hey Jillian, can't find your prey? I'm right here, looking at you and that fine, delicious body yours, you are trying to show off. Yeah girlfriend, pull off those tight ass jeans and I will scrape away those sticky panties you can't seem to get to dry off!" Yep this is what runs through my mind when I see 'that'. I can do what ever is needed too honey. I sure can. Just because I am old enough to be your daddy, doesn't mean I'm not able to do it with you! Okay, so you're wearing that hot, tight ass skirt today, even more so, a sexy ass look for you. Yep Jillian's in my morning thoughts too as I get ready for work. Isn't it nice when the cock gets aroused and it's saying, "come on hold me, stroke me yes that's right stroke, stroke, stroke." Anne another operator like Jillian is drop dead gorgeous. Too skinny, no tits like Jillian or Arianna. But she walks around and peers at me with a smile that says, "Hey come here, and eat me out now buddy, I'm restless." Anne always turns around and opens up her legs when I walk in to their room. Always does and smiles and then looks down to make sure her legs are open wide enough it seems. So I have known these three for 4 months now. We laugh and joke around. We get along well and did from the start. Making or throwing lots of innuendo's around, except for Arianna and me. She and I have discussed more personal and almost intimate issues. Finally one day, she said out of nowhere: "What would you say if I told you and you don't have to feel like I am judging you or anything, but Jillian was very curious (and Arianna laughs quietly) if you and she would go out? I overheard her saying something yesterday after you left." Like what the hell? I was aroused by the idea. Arianna then mentioned that she and the other two wanted to take me up on my offer to take them out to lunch. LIKE WHAT THE HELL? My response was, "But I am paying." "Ohhh nooo, we want to take you out to dinner." So tomorrow was a light day. We agreed at 1:00pm, lunch at Starrybrites. A nice and busy but dark joint, I met them there. Wow, all three for a Friday were dressed to kill. Can you say "piece of ass"? Anyways, everyone was nervous, except me. I did all the talking. I through out all the innuendo's and they began loosening up now. Out of nowhere, like this was planned, I felt at least one foot up between my thighs. Then another, but no one was looking at me. None of them were looking towards me. "So where does this lead to? I asked. Does anyone want to unzip for further review? Maybe even I should just drop my pants?" They giggled, even Arianna did. Her foot was in there first actually. "Ladies, ladies, I am more then honored. I really am, but there are 3 of you and only one of me", as I winked first and then looked down at my crotch. Jillian said "we have to figure this all out. I am horny, Anna is horny and hell, Arianna needs to be fucked too." That was a secret come to find out. But her foot gave that away anyhow. "We haven't ordered yet, where is this going to happen at?" "In my back office" said Arianna. We got up and drove back to their office. Each and every one got there turn. I didn't get an opportunity to 'fuck' any of them personally, but I got 'LUNCH' today and lots of it. I wanted Jillian and Arianna almost equally. I lusted for both in different ways. But Jillian wanted me badly she wanted to be bitten and licked and licked real badly. She wanted to be lusted after. I'm that man, believe me! Arianna wanted to watch, so she went and "closed up shop." The owner was gone. Anna needed fucking or something. So I brought in something I purchased for crazies on my calls, a vibrator to tease them with, while I would eat the others out. It worked itself out, this arrangement. "Ladies, play with each other as I do this and ladies, have fun and enjoy." We all laughed a hearty laugh! Jillian was first up and she pulled up her tight ass skirt and I pulled down her moist undies, she had been seeping all along. It was sweet. She shaves and no hair, no pubes to get on my tongue. She smelled so fine, her aroma was extremely inviting. I wanted to cum right into her, but where would my motivation be if I had an orgasm myself? Sliding my tongue deeply into her cunt, she would inch her crotch smack dab up against me so we were tighter then tight. Meanwhile, she'd be playing with her tits as I ate her out. She pulled up her shirt and undid her bra. It dropped to the floor. Her legs squeezed against my face. She was moaning some now and I was fervently going at her pussy. I was slaying her cunt, bringing it up and swirling around the upper front area, her ass tightened up and she moaned and moaned. She loved it and I loved it. God this girl could squeeze head. My head on my shoulders! Her ass tightened up more. I wanted to eat her ass cheeks. She screamed out: "OHHH FUCK MY PUSSY, PLEASE FUCK ME? PLEASE?" From behind me I heard the other two, as they watched me eat her out in arousal, "FUCKKK THE BITCH, GO AHEAD FUCK HER AND SHUT HER UP!" So I did Mounting her, my cock was of course harder then a steel rod. I leaned into her and she and I dropped down to the floor behind the desk in that back office and fucked. Her huge tits flapped sideways. Back and forth, left and right and up and down too. She was horny enough that this too all of 2 minutes for her to explode. Screams of delightfulness echoed throughout the back office. Arianna and Anna were smiling and playing with their pussies now and seeping. They wanted that same feeling, that same action. Jillian's orgasm for now, made her happy. A man finally that could satisfy her larger then life needs. She had been horny for a month now and she came all over her legs, me and the carpet. I was thrilled, she was thrilled. Who was next? Anna and Arianna decided they couldn't wait. They both became eager. So double action wasn't something I was used to, but they would help out. They would finger each other while I would eat out the next one. Some how each would get their pleasure and me too and this seemed incredibly unreal. Jillian was acting as I expected she would. She was the type of young woman who had to get off at the drop of a coin. Happens all the time and she could orgasm anywhere anytime. "OHHH EAT ME HARDER, FAAASTERRR MANNN! OHHH YESSS OHHH YESS!! She was caressing her own breast, pinching her own nips as I went harder and harder at her hairy pussy. She was quick at cumming and she was as loud at it as loud could be! God I should have just banged the bitch. I know that, but this personal introduction was the juiciest and best flavor one could have as an intro. Her pelvis was a shakin' and twisting for more and more of my tongue action. Anna loved this. She was fingering herself. Arianna loved it too, she was laying there, mesmerized by how I could eat out pussy, she sat there, rubbing her large tits and caressing herself thru her skirt. Screaming out, turning and twisting and clamping her legs down on my head, Jillian squirted in my face. Wow this chick squirted like a guy could cum into a woman's face after masturbating over her. God it was awesome, it was erotic. She laid there and I knew she wanted a kiss and snuggle, but I had to move on to Anna. I did the same thing to Anna as I did Jillian. Anna came faster then Jillian. She was done as quickly as you could stoke a fire. SHE WAS A SCREAMER AND A JUMPER. EHH! EHHHH!! AHHHH!!! OHHHH!!! EHHHH! Like what the hell is that sound, I thought. She just didn't smell sweet like Jillian. Nope, she didn't have any odor either way. I wasn't impressed by Anna. She was done and then I looked at her and Jillian. "I need privacy ladies, okay?" They went on to wash themselves up. Arianna, who I had the most affection for of any of them and I looked at each other with such an attraction, we undressed each other as we studied the others body. "Oh god Arianna, I just can't get enough of you! Every time I come here, I see you and absolutely crave sliding all over you and showing you the affection I feel for you honey, I do." Me too Danny, me too she would say. The she lunged towards me wrapping her arms and her large curvaceous big breasted body at me and kissed me as my boner set off a current of body tingling lust inside of me. Her too, because she could feel that big bad boy against her body. She stripped me down to my undies. I undid her bra. Her larger then life nipples, as usual, impressed me. We were on each other like flies on a dead animal. Never coming off until our job was done and finished off well. She was so strong and passionate about a GOOD FUCK, I hurt when she was done. Her legs were strong from her days of softball and volleyball years ago. She kind of kept in shape, she walked every night, but she ate well and she sexed herself often, either with her live in "husband" or her 'magic wand'. She'd thrust her pelvis hard up into me! She was passionate and persistent. The girls watched as we fucked and fucked hard at each other. Arianna was quiet, but breathed hard as she banged. oh! ohh! ohh! ohh! YESS YESS YESS OHH YESS OHH YESS OHH YESS oh, oh, oh, ohh, YES YES! YES! I cumed hard and she felt me and she decided to release and explode and she SCREAMED OUT IN EXUBERANCE! FUCKKKKKKKK OHH YESSS DANNNY, THAT'S GOOD HONEY YESS DANNY YESSS, KEEP HUMPIN' KEEP HUMPIN' BABY YESS!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AND SHE COLLAPSED AS SHE PULLED INTO HER TIGHTLY. She kissed me on my lips and gave tongue and caressed my tummy and dick as it deflated and she held it with pristine glory as she smiled at me with her eyes I adored. The other two were kind of jealous. Especially Jillian, she craved that same fucking Arianna got from me. Or I got from Arianna actually. Arianna was a strong, but true woman. I adored her and I adored Jillian, but for different reasons. Jillian and I would get together and soon. But for now, it was Arianna and me, all the way. Arianna Hi all, This is my first story, so I appreciate feedback. Before you start however be aware that this story has a slower setup, if this isn't your thing, look elsewhere. ***** My head hit the pillow like a ton of bricks... It was another night in a long line of nights, ending the same way. Drinking makes it easier to keep my mind from probing those dark corners, those thoughts that are better left undisturbed. But inevitably, the next time I think about her, the next time I am reminded of her, a torrential wave of desire hits me and I am left defenseless in the onslaught of emotion. It would be easier if I could make my feelings clear. If I could only tell her how I feel, whether rejected or not, I could at the very least Do Something! Matters aren't so simple though, since she is Arianna, my sister. What she would think of me if she only knew... ***** I have never felt this way about anyone before. Her simple logic, her iron will, and her unyielding attitude never cease to delight me. Nobody brings a smile to my face, or a laugh to my heart like her. She is my safe place, she is home. Anna is gay. When she told me in junior high, she said she had always known, but she forced me into secrecy anyway. We both knew that if mom found out she would flip, so covering for her has been easy. I have always envied her self-awareness. She knows what she wants and she doesn't let anything get in her way. Before I honestly confronted my feelings, there had been a few steady guys, some one night stands, and a couple of trysts with the occasional girl, but nothing that lasted. At the time though, it was easy to deny that the feelings I had for her weren't just sisterly love. It was just out of the question. When those thoughts came into my head, they were dismissed offhand. My relationships never felt right, but I chalked that up to immature boys in high school. When I went to college though, things became more difficult. Without her, there was a void, and the thoughts weren't so easy to push away. I did the normal things, experimenting with drugs, alcohol, sex, but it all seemed empty. Eventually I realized that I was trying to fill the hollow place left when I wasn't with her, I was trying to feel something. After two semesters, I had a good group of friends, the best of whom was Sophie, my freshman roommate. Especially when I was around her, I could lose myself in the act. Pretending I was the average college girl, walking the razor edge of partying and studying, taking life as it comes. But once I was back in my room, alone, it would sink in. I would never feel the way they did. I could never be content working toward a job, making connections, and finding my way in life like they did. I had discovered the only thing I really wanted from life. But I couldn't ever be with the one person who completed me... And it was killing me. Things were looking up though, or down depending on my mood. Anna was following my lead, and had declared that she was going to EWU for the upcoming fall semester. It had always been so easy to be around her. I didn't have to act a certain way, or censor myself. I could be myself. Now though, I wasn't so sure. I didn't know how I could act normally when every fiber of my being wanted to kiss her, to show her physically how much I wanted to be with her. That was why I had made excuses for the last year, telling my mother that I needed to study for Thanksgiving break, and when winter break came around, inventing a boyfriend, Marcus, that I was going to stay in town with. Lying to my mother was hard, but I knew keeping up a front while I faced my sister would be even harder. I kept in touch with Anna every day when I first left, but as I became more aware of my feelings, a gap grew. It was harder for me to be open with her, when I knew I could never express the feelings I really wanted to. So our correspondences became less frequent, but I still tried to make sure she knew I hadn't stopped thinking about her. For her birthday I sent her a hot red bandage dress with matching stiletto heels, along with the message, Maybe this will help you with the Boys! I knew that would annoy her and that she would proclaim to hate it, but I also knew she would look stunning in it. As the start of the semester grew closer I became more and more anxious. Part of me was excited for the imminent arrival of my favorite person, but mostly I was ashamed. How could I let these feelings I knew were wrong interfere with our relationship? I hated myself for the distance I had put between us. I wanted so much for things to be back the way they were, simple, before I got in my head and fucked things up. From our brief interactions I could tell that things were wrong between us. I didn't even hear that Anna was coming to EWU until I talked to my mom, and when I asked her, I couldn't even get a solid date when she was coming. We used to share everything, but I guess I couldn't expect Anna to keep me apprised when I could barely bring myself to interact with her. Which is why I drank. To forget these feelings... Going out to the bars with my friends made me the emptiness easier to bear; I won't say it was good. I was just able to be in the moment, not to think about the future or anything of substance. Being numb didn't really help me, it just delayed the inevitable. So when Sophie invited me out to the Eagle's Pub for drinks I was immediately in. I did my normal act, bought a few drinks with the group until the couples started pairing off. I did my part and smiled at the occasional boy who came over looking interested to get a few free drinks. After a while though, excuses were made, and I ended up alone again. As the night grew long, Sophie eventually broke off to reprimand me for not picking up a suitable guy again... "What was wrong with that last guy?" She inquired. "I know, he was hot, but he kept talking about his ex," I lied. "Oh, come on... A night with you would have him forgetting all about some slag." I laughed. Sophie was such a charmer. "Thanks for the vote of confidence, but if I don't feel like having to compete with girls I don't even know..." "Well fine, but with that attitude you're never going to get laid Lana." She contemplated for a minute, sipping on her drink, "Though from the way John has been looking at you I don't think he would object if you joined us tonight," she said with a wink. I knew I was considered attractive by most. I was leggy, with what I thought was a nice, round ass. I didn't have much going on in the chest area, but my perky B cup breasts accented my body in my opinion. I had always thought my face to be kind of boyish, but I could light up the room when I smiled. While I knew it wasn't everyone's cup of tea, I considered my bright red, shoulder length hair to be one of my best features. In light of this, I wasn't sure if she was just saying this to placate me, so I admittedly thought about it before I uttered a throaty laugh. "Thanks darling, but I couldn't compete with you for his attention. Besides, I'm pretty wasted; I think I need my beauty rest before I make any decisions of that sort." She eyed me for a few moments, slyly before acquiescing, "Alright honey, but don't think this is the last you hear from me." "Better not be," I added as she sauntered back to John. With that I decided to grab one last shot of Jose before I made my way back to my apartment off campus. ***** The morning came all too soon. Fuuuuuuccckk, I am never drinking again! I swore this to myself often, but this morning it felt particularly promising. It took me a good while to comprehend the pounding wasn't localized to my brain. I finally realized I was hearing a rhythmic thump on the door in addition to the one I felt reverberating throughout my body. I slowly made my way to the door as I put on the first shirt I found on my floor. Looking through the peephole I cringed, SHIT! My mom was at the door, saying something to Anna as they were beginning to leave about how she shouldn't be staying out all night in random places like I did if she was to do well in school. At that I gathered my wits and opened the door. "Mom, I don't stay out all night," I called after her. "LANA," she shrieked before running up to smother me, "Surprise!" Eventually I was able to shake her off before she followed up, "Ugh, you smell like a distillery!" "Sorry Mom," I replied abashedly, "But it was the last real outing before the semester starts." With that I brushed past her and enveloped Anna in a crushing hug. She was just a touch shorter than me at 5'8", so I couldn't help but look down over her shoulder and notice her exceptional, heart shaped ass, frozen in place by her strategically torn skinny jeans. Her normal sweatshirt had been replaced by an old green coat that looked like it belonged in world war two. Beneath that, a loose tank top with a crowned Biggie Smalls failed to completely cover a sports bra over her amply sized C cup breasts. I wasn't complaining as this getup accentuated her features in a much more flattering way. "I missed you so much," I tried to emphasize as I took in her beauty. A shock of light blue hair effortlessly framed her perfectly sculpted face. A wisp of hair hung down from her brow, concealing one of her crystal blue eyes. Seeing her sent an electric tingle through my body, and I did my best to extend the hug as long as I could before it became awkward. Returning a weak hug with a flat look, she replied haughtily as we came apart, "Good to see you... Finally." I was disappointed not to see her infectious smile. While I loved every one of her features, this was far and away my favorite part of her. She had a toothy grin that revealed her somewhat buck teeth that were just a touch out of place in their alignment. When her smile shone, the corners of her mouth curled upward sharply, exaggerating her cheekbones. The contrast of her imperfect teeth with her perfect face only served to make her more beautiful. Trying to ignore her antagonistic response, I asked, "So do you need help moving in?" giving her what I hoped was a reassuring smile. "Nah, my boy toy already helped me move in earlier." She said with an evil grin and a quick raise of the brow. "Don't call Ron your boy toy," Mom scolded as I gave Anna a horrified look. "Ron is the first decent guy she's brought around," she continued for my benefit, "But anyway, let's get some brunch." A boyfriend!!?! I floundered for a moment before I caught myself and said, "Yeah, I'll get changed and we can go to the Mason." We sat down and ordered our food, all the time talking about the average family stuff. Mom asked when she would meet Marcus, and I told her I had kicked him to the curb a while back so I wouldn't have to persist in the lie while Anna was around. She filled me in on life back in Montana, and all the while Anna was quietly eating her sandwich, avoiding my gaze. Eventually Mom went to the bathroom, and I gathered up the courage to ask, "So, Ron eh?" "Yeah, he's pretty great," she replied before she began eating again. "But, you're... You know..." "A dyke?" she accused, with a raised brow. She waited a few moments before she resumed, "Yeah, he's not really attracted to me though, so it works out. This way neither of our parents question things too much." A wide smile came to my face at that. "Good, I thought you'd gone and changed on me," I said jokingly. "I'm not the one who changed," she challenged. The silence deepened and stretched on as I gathered my courage. "Look Anna... I'm really sorry. I haven't kept in contact as much as I should have this last year..." "No shit," she said, cutting me off, "Why the fuck couldn't you just talk to me like we always used to?" Before I could think of some way to justify myself, mom returned, sliding into her seat before continuing to probe me about college life. We finished our meals, and I chatted with mom while Anna looked about the room disinterestedly, only answering monosyllabically when the conversation pertained to her. Eventually we paid and left. Soon enough mom pulled us back up in front of my apartment. As I was saying goodbye I looked to my sister and said, "Anna, you should come hang out tonight, I can pick you up later if you want." "Yeah, maybe another time, I want to settle in and take it slow for my first night here..." I was crestfallen, but accepted her rebuke. "Well you're welcome anytime, I'll come see you tomorrow and show you around campus before school starts and it's flooded on Monday." "Okay," she said unenthusiastically. Her cool answer crushed me inside, especially knowing I was the cause of the rift. My mom got out of the car with me to walk me to the door. "Well Lana, it is always wonderful to see you!" mom exclaimed. "And honey, don't feel too bad about Anna. She has taken it a little personally that you have been moving on with your life and haven't had as much time for us." "Mom, that's not it at all. I wanted to see you both so bad, and I feel bad that I didn't make more of an effort." "Oh honey, don't. I was in college once too you know, I know how it is," she said with a smile. "But you'll have to take things a bit slowly with your sister, she was always used to having you to lean on, and I think this last year was hard for her without you. But I know you two will be back to your old inseparable ways before long." I gave her a heartfelt smile before ambushing her with a big hug. "Thanks mom. You always know how to make me feel better. I will be sure we both come visit you before too long." With that I left her and waved as she drove my sister back to campus. I knew she was right; there was a lot of crow I was going to have to eat before things would be okay with Anna again. Just seeing her though had made my heart race. But by now I knew I had made a drastic mistake by letting things get as strained as they were. I resolved to put aside my personal lust and work to regain the easy going, goofy repertoire that we had previously enjoyed. ***** That afternoon I gave Anna a text. Hey, I know things have been fucked up, and it's totally my fault, but I would really love it if you came over tonight to chill. After a good while of waiting, and fretting on my part I received simply, Fine. I was sincerely happy that I had been able to get her to come, so I began making my special chicken casserole in preparation, not knowing when she would arrive. As the hours ticked by, I busied myself in a new fantasy series that I had been reading. Soon enough I read the clock and saw it was 9:30. Pissed that my sister was intentionally blowing me off when I was trying to make things right I began to text her when I heard a car out front. Chastising myself for being impatient I waited until I heard the bell ring Getting up I answered the door with a smile, "Finally, I was getting worried you had forgotten about your big sist..." Seeing a group of guys I had never seen in my life threw me off. "Who the Hell are you?" "Hey, Lana right?" the smooth looking front man said. "Are we early?" "Uhhh," I stalled, "Early for what?" Looking at me like I was the one out of place he said as he pushed past me carrying a 30 rack of beer, "The party? Anna said you were having a rager tonight, but it looks like we're the first ones here." Still confused, I was about to kick these strangers out when I saw Anna pulling up in a convertible with several other girls. Seeing her, I decided it would be best to see from her what was really happening here. I made my way down to the car. "Anna, what is going on?" I asked with a puzzled look. "Hey, head inside ladies," she said to her group, waiting a few moments before answering me. "Well I thought it would be fun to have a few people over before the semester started." A few moments later she flashed a look of false concern, "Did I do something wrong? This is what's been keeping you busy for the last year right?" Giving her a dismayed look I told her, "Well, I was hoping we could hang just the two of us tonight and catch up a bit." "Well don't worry, there won't be that many people, and we'll have plenty of time to hang out together," she said as a rebuke. With that she brushed past me and joined her companions. Reasoning that she couldn't have found that many friends in the last few hours, I decided to accept her reprimand and I followed her back inside. Soon though, more and more people began to stream in carrying varying amounts of liquor. Quickly my small apartment was filled with people and music was bumping loudly as my house was being thoroughly thrashed. Here and there I saw beer spilling over the furniture, personal items being smashed both inadvertently and just for the hell of it. It became apparent that my sister didn't really know most of these people, and that she had orchestrated this as a punishment. Having had enough, I plowed my way through the crowd to my speaker system. Unplugging the music got a loud chorus of groans, but I yelled over it. "EVERYONE GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!" The first time I yelled, people only stopped to look. Seeing nobody in a hurry to leave I continued, "GET THE HELL OUT, NOW!!" With that I heard quite a bit of grumbling as people began to make their way to the door. In the aftermath I saw Anna leaving with a group of people. Breaking my way through the crowd, I grabbed a hold of her and started to drag her aside. She pulled herself off quickly saying, "What the fuck Lana, why are you being such a Bitch?" Hearing that made me physically recoil. My sister and I certainly didn't have anything against cursing, but never before had either of us said anything remotely close to that to each other. On the rare occasions we fought, we had always been tame with each other, no matter how pissed we were. I was taken aback and gave her a stunned look. I thought I saw a look of contrition across her face as she melted into the crowd, but I couldn't quite be sure. I stood still, crushed, as the last people finally trickled out of my house. Leaving my thrashed living area, I staggered to my bedroom before I broke down in tears on my bed. How were things so fucked? I knew I had messed up before Anna had come, but we had always been two of a kind. It was us against the world, and we always had each other's back, no matter the circumstance. Hearing her say those words toward me had broken the part of me that was sure I could repair our relationship. Eventually I sunk into a fitful sleep, and was carried off to dark dreams. ***** Over the next few days I desperately wanted to make things right with my sister, especially given how our previous encounter had ended. However, when I texted her asking to meet I got no response. After another day with no answer, I began to get annoyed, and resolved to go on with my life till Anna broke down and saw how immaturely she was acting. That Friday night, Sophie invited me to a house party. I accepted, and she told me to meet she was going to set me up and that I should meet at her place Friday night at eight for some pre-gaming. Since all I wanted was to get wasted again and forget about the world, I wore worn jeans and a loose shirt that I was sure wasn't too flattering, while I brought a handle of cheap whiskey over to her house. Showing up I saw Sophie in a gorgeous strapless dress with John and a nice bottle of champagne sitting on the counter. I could see Sophie give me a quick laugh accompanied by a shake of her head and a solid eye roll as she saw my getup. With that she pulled me into her room before I could say a word. "I knew you would try and sabotage this, so I took the liberty of picking out an outfit for you. And before you can make up an excuse, Percy is a nice guy. Smart too, and my girlfriends tell me he has a big dick, so he's the whole package. Just give him a chance." Arianna Laughing at how well Sophie knew me I said, "Fine," to get her off my back. With that she handed me a classy thigh length black dress with a pair of cute high heel sandals and commanded, "Change," as she sat down on the bed. Turning away from her I did off with my outerwear, and began to put the dress on. "No, no, no," I heard her say as I had the dress halfway on. I stopped and turned around as she made her way toward me. "Your bra is going to stick out," she said. I stood motionless as she reached around and effortlessly unstrapped me. I stood still as she looked me up and down. I guess I had always known that Sophie was gorgeous, but in that intimate situation it was even more apparent. She was a few inches shorter than me around 5'6", but her fit frame was accentuated by a blue cutout dress that exposed parts of her midriff. Her dress also managed to draw the eyes downward to her beautifully toned legs. Her vivid, pale skin and golden hair were nothing short of angelic. She had an extremely gorgeous face, and when she smiled... It could only be described as duckish. On someone else it would have looked awkward; however on Sophie it somehow augmented her indescribable beauty. After a few moments I found myself staring at her while I was exposed myself. She grinned as she said, "Well you do have a great pair of tits, but I think the look will work better if you pull the dress all the way up." Laughing at myself I pulled the dress the rest of the way up and turned back to the mirror to examine myself. I had to admit, Sophie certainly knew how to make me look good. Though I wasn't sure I would be happy with the result once we got to the party. Giving in I followed Sophie back out into her living room where I met Percy. As per Sophie's description, he was fairly handsome, and certainly seemed nice. I found myself looking forward to the night much more than I had imagined I would. The house we arrived would have been more accurately described as an estate. Eyeing the impressive two story mansion, I got out of the car and followed my way through a very ornate entryway. Keeping close to Sophie, we made our way through the house, past a large area with flashing lights devoted to dancing. We eventually found our way to a dining room laid out with a good assortment of snacks, and an even larger supply of liquor. Percy decided to start off boldly, and brought us all glasses from what looked to be a very old bottle of scotch. Holding his glass up for a toast, he said , "À votre santé." Not really knowing what to do I looked to Sophie for a cue, she just smiled, shrugged and raised her glass before downing her drink. Following her move I made to do the same, but Percy stopped me. "No, you're supposed to say, 'À la votre.' He corrected. What I said means to your health, and À la votre means, and to yours." I gave him a raised brow and said, "Umhhh huh." Before raising my glass and draining it. He looked irritated as I looked away, and I couldn't help but wish my sister was there. She would have chastised Percy with no hesitation for being a snob. The night progressed and Sophie and John split off from us to go dance. I got more and more annoyed with Percy as he tried too hard to be classy, while the party around us was devolving into a bacchanal. Eventually I insisted that we go to the other room where I saw drinking games being played. "Really now," he said, "There are much better ways to enjoy your time than playing foolish games to see who can get drunk the fastest." "Well I'm going to play some foolish games," I countered, "You can join or not, your call." He gave me a dismayed look, and at that I left him and walked to the other room, asking to join a group of people playing never have I ever. I was welcomed enthusiastically. After a few rounds I saw an attractive young woman in a black halter top dragging over the familiar form of my sister. Anna was wearing her torn jeans, a t-shirt and a sweat band that held her hair back out of her face. Somehow she still managed to look classy, and outshine every other woman in sight. Though I was in truth jealous of the girl pulling my sister along, I gave her a friendly smile and tried to catch Anna's eye. She met my eyes for a moment before giving an annoyed shake of the head and looking away. Realizing that the contact wasn't likely to be friendly, I focused in on the game and the drinking, trying to leave the thoughts of Anna out of the situation. Going around the group, a petite blond girl said, "Never have I ever... Eaten pussy." At that, most of the guys, my sister, her friend and I all took drinks. We all got enthusiastic cheers from the boys before the game could continue. A few more questions had various members of the group drinking before it was Anna's turn. "Never have I ever," she said looking over at me, "Pissed myself in public." I rubbed my brow for a moment before taking a drink and hastily putting my hands up defensively, explaining, "Okay, I was five when this happened." That got laughs from most everyone, and I shook my head at my sister before giving an exasperated smile. Fortunately it was after this point that Sophie and her boyfriend came over to join us, sitting down next to me, leaning in and giving me a chastising look. "You couldn't have put up with Percy for one night?" she scolded me, giving me an irate frown. "God, I know. I'm sorry Soph, but he is dreadful," I explained giving an emphasizing eye roll, "He wouldn't stop talking in French, and he was talking shit about basically everyone here because they're enjoying themselves at a party." "Well fine, but you're going to run out of excuses some day," she said with her patented grin. Had I not been head over heels for Anna, I might have had trouble keeping away from Sophie's magnetic personality. Breaking away from her gaze, we both returned to the game. A few more people went before it was my turn. "Okay... Ummm, never have I ever, had a threesome." With that, several girls and boys around the circle drank, including Sophie. I knew Anna would be among them, so I gave her a teasing grin, but she was stone faced as she took her drink. After that Anna gave me a long uncomfortable stare before returning her attention to her cute partner. Sophie didn't fail to notice and gave me a quizzical look nodding to Anna. I shook it off and pretended that I was interested in the game to avoid talking about it. Soon enough it was again Anna's turn and she turned to glare directly at me as she said with a heated look, "Never have I ever fucked my sister's girlfriend." I gave her a look of surprise that quickly turned to hurt. I had indeed done this, but not in the way she made it sound. At a party a couple of years ago I had experimented with a pretty girl named Chelsea who had been coming on to me for most of the night. I only found out later that Anna had recently started seeing her, and she hadn't told me yet because she was unsure if it was going anywhere. I did my best to explain my side, but still felt that I had betrayed my best friend. As was common with our relationship though, when one of us made a mistake, it was immediately understood and forgiven. But in this situation, I had been the one to hold onto it. I ended up getting into a decent brawl with Chelsea for betraying my sister, and I spent months kissing the ground Anna walked on before she finally made it clear that my groveling was annoying. Since she was bringing it up again, it was apparent that she was trying to get a rise out of me. Several people in the circle had questioning looks, especially Sophie as I stood, fists clenched and walked away from the group. I made my way to the table of alcohol and grabbed the first full bottle that I found, and began to head out of the room. Sophie caught up to me as I was near the door, "Hey," she called, grabbing my arm when I didn't stop. "Hey, what was going on back there? Is that your sister?" "Yeah... Look Soph, I really don't want to talk about it," I told her honestly. "Just go have fun okay, I'll catch up with you tomorrow." With that I left her, barely registering where I was going. Before long I found myself upstairs where there were many closed doors with sounds of passion filtering through into the hallway. Eventually I walked through an obscenely large bedroom and found myself on a tiled balcony overlooking the front yard of the mansion. I opened the bottle, which turned out to be Captain, and downed a good portion before setting it on the railing. My mind was swirling with thoughts of Anna, torn between being angry at her and myself. "FUUUUCKKK!" I let loose before taking another large swig from the bottle. After that, it became easier to let my mind go blank. I sat down in a wicker recliner with comfy padding, drinking smaller mouthfuls every now and again. Eventually, half of the bottle was gone as I watched the dark, cloudy sky roiling above me. In the distance I could see bright flashes cutting across the horizon. I watched, thankfully thoughtless as the storm moved in my direction. Before long I heard voices coming from the cracked door to bedroom behind me. "Why do you need to find her anyway?" I heard a girl whine. "Oh come on, you saw her grab that bottle. She's gonna drink herself to death," I heard the familiar sound of my sister. Not knowing what to think yet, I downed another good mouthful of liquor, hoping I wouldn't have to confront her in this condition. "Well she's not going to die just yet, and we are in my parent's bedroom. And they would freak if they knew we hooked up in here," the other voice said seductively as I matched it to the pretty girl with Anna earlier. Pleading I heard her say, "C'mon lets have some fun." Next I heard a shrieking giggle, and the sound of fervent kissing. As if on cue, thunder sounded in the sky, and rain began falling down on the balcony, slowly at first. I decided that I needed to get out of there now before things went any further. But as I stood poised to race through the room, I caught sight of my sister leaning over her prospective lover through the window. She was in the process of slowly removing her tight shirt. I stood frozen as it came up over her head, revealing her perfect, perky breasts, accentuated by the low light filtering in from behind her. She threw her shirt to the side as she resumed her passionate make out session. Fire ran through my body, pulsing toward my loins as I stared on jealously. She seductively removed the girl's pants and lace thong. As she slowly leaned in and began to tongue her lover, I felt my stomach roil. I stumbled to the edge of the balcony and let loose over the railing as rain began to pound down heavily. Slowly, my stomach settled and I fell to the tile floor, curling myself into a tight ball, sobbing heartily as the downpour ensued before I passed into a dark oblivion. ***** "God, just help me get her into the bathroom. Look, you head home, I'm going to stay with her tonight. I promise I'll make it up to you later hon." A voice sounded at the edge of my consciousness. My fuzzy brain eventually reasoned that Anna had found me on the balcony and come to my rescue. Soon my clothes were removed, and I had a vague impression of being helped into a bath. The shower came down with heavenly hot water that helped my limbs regain some feeling as I experimentally moved them about. "You awake finally?" With no forthcoming answer I heard an exasperated sigh, "Well, you won't die anyway." With my eyes closed I worked out the words, "Anna... I love you so much," "What? Oh is that your..." her voice was cut off as I grabbed her face and pulled her into a deep kiss. Drunk as I was, I poured as much passion through my lips as I could, probing my tongue and finding hers. I carried on for as long as I could before I sank back into the ecstasy of the warm shower. Smiling, I was blissfully unaware of Sophie standing shocked above me. Eventually she said to herself, "What... the fuck..." ***** The following morning I came slowly to consciousness as the thudding of my heartbeat reverberated throughout my skull. I took my time, pitying myself, before eventually gathering the willpower to get out of bed. Seeing that I was dressed in a pair of pajama bottoms and a tank top, I made my way to the kitchen I saw someone covered up on the couch. Frowning, I continued to the fridge, I did my best to remember what had happened last night. I remembered the party, my ridiculous date, my sister's jibes, getting drunk... and seeing her... Shit, that must be Anna on the couch. She must have found me on the balcony. Fuck, well hopefully she will think I was passed out before she got there. At the very least I'll have an opportunity to talk to her now. Taking it as a good sign, I downed as much water as my stomach would allow, popping a bunch of ibuprofen I kept handy. Feeling slightly less like my brain was melting, I took some eggs out of the fridge and cracked a bunch in the skillet, scrambling them as I threw some bread in the toaster. As breakfast was finishing up I heard someone enter the kitchen behind me. "Hey there," I said turning around. Seeing Sophie sitting there in the same dress from last night, I gave her a confused look before giving half a laugh. "Well I'm gonna need you to tell me what happened last night," I paused before going on, "But you should make yourself more comfortable, there are some clothes you can borrow in my room, breakfast will be done in a minute." "Thanks darling, this dress is killing me," she responded as she headed back toward my room. As I finished cooking, I split the eggs onto two plates and gave us each some toast before adding a generous amount of Tabasco to my plate. At that point, Sophie came back in a pair of sweats and a loose t-shirt. We ate for a few minutes in silence before Sophie asked, "So, do you remember much from last night?" "Not much, just drinking too much and waking up feeling like death," I laughed. She joined in, "Well you definitely did that." She took a moment, "So, your sister kind of set you off or something, and I didn't see you till she and her friend brought you back half drowned, and basically unconscious. After that John was sober enough, so he brought us back here." "Shit. I'm sorry to ruin your guys' night," I said ruefully. "Hey, I get it. Family shit is rough," she placated me. "So... You don't remember anything else?" She asked with a strange look in her eye. I thought about it, "No not really anything after puking off a balcony." She gave a small smile at that before we returned to our food. As I ate, thoughts came to me, and I had a vague flash of kissing Anna. I thought about it for a few moments, hoping desperately that it had been a dream. "You said you and John brought me back last night," I stated before asking, "My sister wasn't here at some point was she?" "Nope," Sophie answered matter-of-factly. At that a relieved smile came to my face. I was dreaming. A few heartbeats later she looked directly into my eyes and said with a sly grin, "But you thought she was." With that, a colossal pit formed in my stomach. I stared at her horrified with my fork halfway to my mouth. It wobbled for a moment before I dropped it to my plate. "Soph," I begged, "Please." That was all I could manage for a minute. She sat still with that smile still on her face. Finally gathering my wits I continued panicked, "Please, you can't tell anyone! I'm so sorry. Look, I know I'm a freak, I will leave you alone, but please, PLEASE, don't tell anyone." Finally she gave a triumphant giggle. "Don't worry hon. I had been figuring you were a lesbian, but I guess there's a little more to it than that. As for whether or not you're a freak, who am I to judge? So no I won't tell..." She paused before giving a big smirk and continuing, "As long as you give me the whole story." Surprised by her seeming understanding, but unconvinced of Sophie's intentions I was quiet for a bit while I gave her a puzzled look. "Look, dummy. I promise I'm not going to tell anyone," she said more empathetically this time, "As far as I'm concerned, who you like is your own business, and if you really don't want to tell me... I guess you don't have to." With that she reached across the counter taking my hand in her own and flashing her smile, "But you're my friend, I'm not going to kick you out of my life because you're a little bit different. So tell me, I need something exciting to occupy my dull days," she finished dramatically shaking her head, as if her life were so boring. Sincerely surprised, I found myself believing her. "God Soph... If you're playing me I will break you," I warned. She just gave me an honest laugh and looked on, waiting for me. I resumed eating, thinking on how to best explain myself. After a few minutes, I found my voice. "Okay, to start, you have to understand that Arianna has been my best friend my whole life. We have always done everything together, always confided in each other. Until recently, there was nothing in the world I didn't share with her," I paused for a few moments to think. If Sophie was going to comprehend this she had to get why our relationship had been so strong. "She's straight forward, takes what she wants, never afraid to be herself. And she knows me like nobody else. I'm not like her, I don't always say what's on my mind, but she always knew, and would say what I couldn't. Not that I didn't look out for her. If there is one thing I won't put up with its people fucking with my sister. We just... complete each other," I explained before pausing again. Okay, now it would be tougher to articulate. "I don't know exactly when my feelings for her changed, but I do know that every relationship I've had has felt forced. Nothing comes as naturally to me as being around Anna... So when I came to college, I met you and had some good times. Honestly, I tried to emulate your effortless interactions," that got a raised brow from Sophie. I continued, "But it kept getting clearer that I wanted something different." "Not long after I began to think of my sister when I was with the few guys I could bring myself to hook up with. And when that didn't work, I tried working things out with girls from our dorm, but they always fell short, and it made things worse than ever," at that I left things silent for a moment. Sophie looked at me to see if I would carry on, so I started again, "That's why I've been kind of depressed lately... I couldn't bring myself to face Anna with these feelings for the longest time, which pissed her off. She always forgives me when I explain myself to her, but I can't this time. I don't know how to fix things," I said solemnly. Sophie was quiet for a long while. "So she has no idea how you feel?" "No," I laughing despairingly, "Think of how it would be trying to tell your best friend that you're into her. And on top of that, she's my sister so I'm never even going to get the chance." She gave a small grunt in agreement. With that we both finished up our breakfast mutely. I couldn't stop myself from wondering what Sophie was thinking. If I thought that I was fucked up for my feelings, what was she thinking? ***** Eventually we moved to the couch, and I turned on the TV, dreading our next interaction, understanding that things would probably never be the same. We sat in silence for a few minutes before Sophie excused herself to use the bathroom. I sat with my mind racing, staring at the ground next to me, ignoring the TV. After a good while I heard Sophie come back into the room, but I didn't look up. Hearing the TV shut off brought me out of my reverie, and I looked up at Soph. I was curious when I saw she had replaced her sweats with an old pair of torn jeans I never wore, her hair pulled back with a sweat band. "Uhhh, Sophie, what's up?" I questioned. Arianna "Who's Sophie?" She asked, giving me a confused look. "You know my name is, Anna," she said giving me a devious smile. I took me a good moment before I finally comprehended what she was trying to do. "Soph, you really don't have to d..." I was cut off as she sat in my lap, putting a finger to my lips. "You just call me Anna," she said before forcing her lips to mine, sitting in my lap as she did. Taken aback for a moment, I finally regained my wits and kissed her back... hard. I forced all my pent up emotion, my passion into the kiss. Tearing my lips away for a moment, I picked her up effortlessly and brought her down so I was on top of her on the couch before I leaned in, forcing my tongue deep into her open mouth. Our eager kissing ensued for ecstatic minutes. Breaking away for a moment I whispered, "I've needed you for so long Anna..." At this I frantically pulled off her shirt, no bra impeded me as I moved in to her perfect small, pink nipples. Experimentally I tongued at one and saw her immediate reaction. With that I continued sucking, licking, and lovingly biting at her beautiful mounds while my fingers reached down to explore elsewhere. Encountering the top of the jeans, I undid the button front, and slowly, longingly slid my fingers down under her lace panties. My fingers encountered a small, soft triangle of well trimmed pubic hair, before ultimately finding her velvety mound. I traced her lips slowly as I pulled away from her nipples. Looking at me lustfully, she said, "Yes, show me how you love your little sister's pussy." "Anna, I need to be inside you." At that I thrust two fingers in her already wet cunt. I moved in and out with my fingers while my thumb found her clit, rubbing it softly, she moaned, her whole body shaking. I again enveloped her mouth with my own. Our tongues met, thrusting against each other passionately, all I could imagine, all I could feel was my sister underneath me. Eventually I pulled away, giving her a lustful smile as I removed my fingers before grabbing the clothing in the way of her beautiful sex and pulling it violently off. I moved back, and began giving deliberate kisses, starting with her perky nipples. Slowly, teasingly I planted smooches on my way down her abdomen till I found myself next to her lips. Her body responded physically as I kissed around her thighs. I stopped for a moment, as I could see her pussy pulsing juices, I heard her whimper. She looked at me begging, and I gave her an evil, withholding smile as I commanded her, "Tell me how much you need your sister to take you." She responded with palpable longing, "Lana, god, I need your tongue! Eat your little sister's pussy!" At that I dove in eagerly, forcing my mouth over her sex, pushing my tongue sensually over her clit as I again worked my fingers into her eager pussy. Tasting her beautiful, tangy cunt sent pulses of pleasure through my own pussy. Her juices flowed around my fingers as I alternated between licking her clit and sucking her labia into my mouth. Before long her moans reached a frantic pitch and I felt her vagina contract again and again around my fingers. "OH GOOOOODDDD! Oh YES Lana, you're making your sister cum SOOO hard!" She screamed out in ecstasy. I continued giving her my loving attention as she rode the waves of her orgasm. As she finally subsided, I removed my fingers and brought them to her mouth. Eagerly, she lapped her juices off my fingers before I again moved back in, kissing her, sharing in the sweet taste of her love. We passionately shared our tongues with each other, and I felt a hand probing downward, finding its way into the waistband of my pajama bottoms. I gasped as her fingers found my eager bald mound, and began to rub my pussy expertly. Taking the opportunity, she used her other hand to begin pulling off my shirt. Grinding my pussy against her fingers, I helped her pull the tank top over my head and threw it casually to the floor. My eyes closed as I felt waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I felt her mouth close around my right nipple, her free hand moving to pinch and pull on the other. I felt the heat rising in my loins as she pushed two fingers into my dripping cunt. I rode her fingers with abandon, rubbing my clit eagerly on her palm. "Oh Anna, yes, yes. ANNAAAA," my ragged voice became more and more frantic as I felt my climax approaching. Heated delight coursed through my body in passionate surges. I quivered on top of Sophie, riding through several intense peaks before finally collapsing on top of her. She pulled her drenched hand out of my pajamas, and I watched, drained, as she examined it, smiling before she licked her palm. "Ooh, tasty," she remarked. With that I gathered my strength and joined her, licking my juices off her fingers. Soon our lips met again, and I probed her increasingly familiar mouth. We lay entwined, kissing softly but eagerly for a long time. Eventually we broke off, staring into each other's eyes as I smiled and breathlessly thanked her, "Sophie, I can't begin to explain how much this meant to me." As she gave me her beautiful smile, I couldn't resist going back in for another quick peck. She gave a quiet laugh, saying, "Well I would be lying if I told you that my reasons were entirely unselfish. But let me tell you honey, any time you need to work things out I'll be here." I grinned at her before giving a more seductive look, "Well, Anna, we are pretty dirty. We should probably go clean ourselves up." With a lustful look from Sophie, I hauled myself up, pulling her with me to the bathroom. We climbed into the shower and took turns washing each other off with our hands thoroughly. Sophie went to her knees, licking me professionally to another orgasm. We turned the shower off since the hot water was long gone. Before we left though, I returned the favor, and we finally exited the shower, both still covered in juices and the smell of sex. When we were both sadly clothed again, Sophie said to me, "Well babe, I've got to get going. I promised John that I would make up for leaving him hanging last night." She eyed me thoughtfully, "Though I'm quite tempted to blow him off again," she said with an intriguing smile. At that I brought her in for another eager kiss. When we finally broke apart, she said, "Ahh, well I'm going to head out here. I will be seeing you soon though." With one last quick peck, Sophie was out the door, and I was left with a whirlwind of thoughts. ***** In the afterglow of my role-playing with Sophie, I realized that I felt happy, and even a little fulfilled. My longing for my sister had faded to background noise for the time being. Before, I had been angry for allowing myself to feel these things, which had thrown me into depression. Now though, knowing Sophie could empathize with me... Well, it certainly made me hopeful that I would be able to find a way to channel my lust. As the afternoon slipped by, my thoughts returned to Anna. I felt for the first time in a long time that I could face her without my emotions in the way. I just hoped that she would be able to find some way to forgive me... That she could see how awful I truly felt for the way things were. With that, I pulled myself together, fixing my wild hair from this morning as best I could, and changing into clothes that were fit to be seen in public. I grabbed the keys to my mini, and headed out the door determined to find some way to really communicate with Anna again. ***** Parking next to Anna's dorm, I prepared myself to be chewed out. Steeling myself I hopped out of my car and made my way into the dorm. Feeling an impending sense of doom that I shook off, I eventually found myself standing at her door. Hearing a group of voices inside, I took a deep breath and knocked. A heavier set girl answered the door, cracking it slightly. "Do I know you?" she questioned. "I'm looking for Anna," I responded. She gave me an odd look before I heard my sister say from inside, "It's okay Janine, she can come in." Walking in the room I was greeted by several girls who all looked like freshmen sitting on a couch under a raised bed, while Anna was sitting on the other bed, lounging with her legs up. Janine moved back into the room and took a seat on the end of the couch. "What do you want Lana?" Anna asked, looking up at me. "Hey sis," I responded, ignoring her cool tone, "Look, I need to talk to you. Can we go somewhere private?" "Don't be rude Lana, you met my roommate Janine, and these are my friends. If you have something to say, spit it out. Otherwise you can go," she dictated. Determined not to let her spiteful attitude get in the way, I shook my head, saying, "Fine." Gathering my wits for a few moments, I continued, "Anna, look I know I screwed things up between us over the last year, but it's fucking eating at me." My eyes watered a bit here but I regained my composure as I followed, "I just want to make it up to you. You're my best friend, and I can't stand this." Janine and the other girls looked amongst themselves uncomfortably before one of them spoke, "Hey Ari, I think we're going to clear out for a bit to get some dinner." "Sounds good," she said, giving me an unimpressed look, "I think I'll come with you." I moved in close as she stood, a tear rolling down my cheek, "Anna... Please can we just talk about it," I begged. "Looking to her friends," she acquiesced, "Go on, I'll catch up later." At that, her friends filtered out. Waiting for the door to close before turning back to me, "You wanna talk, fine. Why don't you explain how I'm your best friend when you would barely talk to me for the last year?" Getting visibly angrier she carried on, "You remember what you told me when you left? You said no matter how far away you went it would always be me and you. What the fuck happened to that? When I tried to initiate things, all I got was bullshit and excuses. The time in my life when I needed you most, YOU were gone. And you wanna make things up now, Fuck you!" Tears rolled down my face uncontrolled now, "Anna I'm so sorry. I didn't know. I was dealing with some stupid personal shit. But I will always be there if you need me, you know that right?" Silence as she looked at me sadly. "Right," I prodded again more forcefully. "Lana, things went to shit without you. How could I confide in you when you would barely bring yourself talk to me?" she questioned. "Please," I implored, "Tell me what happened. I didn't know things were bad for you. You're the tough one... I never thought that anything could hurt you." At that Anna sat back down on her bed, staring at the floor. I sat down next to her, keeping a discrete distance between us so as not to push her too fast. She was quiet for a long minute. "Last year, I hooked up with my friend Minnie." I knew her, one of Anna's classmates, "She had a boyfriend at the time, and I knew it was stupid, but I had been crushing on her for a long time. We hooked up pretty frequently for a month or so. I was happy with her, and I thought she was into me for real." Taking her time, she said, "Then she texted me one night saying she couldn't see me anymore. I guess her boyfriend was suspicious of her cheating, and so thinking it would save her relationship she fucking outed me to him. Of course, the next day everyone in the school knew." "Anna," I said sadly, as I put my arm around her and drew her in for a hug. She was still for a second before she broke out of my embrace, standing up. Glaring back down at me she continued explaining, "You know me. I don't really give a shit what most people think about me. But most of my real friends graduated last year, and Minnie turned the ones that hadn't against me. She called me a dyke, saying that I had fucked up her relationship." "I had nobody Lana, you know our school, people are closed minded and most of them are assholes. I was picked on by the guys, ignored by my friends, and I didn't have the one relationship I always thought I could count on to fall back to," she said accusingly. "I'm so sorry... I didn't realize that I was making you feel that way, but that's not how it was at all. I should never have let my personal issues come between us, but if I had known I would have been there for you in a second, I promise," I tried to convince her. "If that's true, then explain what it was that had you so occupied you couldn't make time for me," she demanded. I looked at her faltering, "Anna, I... I can't," I said, mournfully shaking my head. "I knew this was a fucking waste of time," she marched angrily and opened the door, motioning for me to leave. "Please, don't make me go. I swear I would make you understand if I could, but it would just make things worse, trust me," I begged her. Her brow furrowed at that, "Have I ever judged you for anything you've done? No... So either tell me, or get out." I sat wordlessly on her bed, the tears streaming down my face, my chin trembling trying to keep from sobbing outright. Finally regaining some measure of control I beseeched, "I can't lose you." "Unless you tell me, I'm done with this shit," she said, a distasteful look on her face. "Anna..." I said defeated, trying to find the courage within myself to go on. I wasn't about to let her walk out of my life if there was any chance I could stop it, no matter how remote. So I grasped at the only straw left. "I Love you." "I don't care, I was alone, and I'm not going to pretend..." She started before I cut her off. "Anna," I looked her dead in the eyes, "I'm In Love with you..." She shook her head as if I were trying to placate her again before she fully comprehended my words. Taken aback, eyes wide, she stared blankly into the distance with raised brows for a good while. "Oh..." Moving as if in a trance she sat down on the couch where she remained wordlessly for what seemed like hours. I waited for her response, my eyes on the ground, dreading her next words. After an agonizing time I Anna burst into a deep, throaty laugh, throwing her head back. I looked at her horrified; once again the tears came unbidden. I sprinted from her room, trying to get away from that awful sound. I had poured out my soul, expecting anger, rejection, hoping for some kind of understanding. Instead she laughed at me, as if my feelings meant nothing. I was halfway down the hall before I felt someone grab me from behind, pulling me to a stop, and pushing me roughly against the wall. I looked down on Anna's smiling face in front of me for a moment before she forced her mouth to mine, kissing me deeply, her tongue thrusting between my lips. I was dumbstruck for only a moment before I kissed her back fervently. All my longing, my desire for her that I had never thought I could let loose was poured into the passionate embrace of our lips, our tongues. We made out for a good ten minutes, oblivious to the snickers and comments of those who passed us in our loving caress. It was finally just the two of us, nothing mattered but being together. Eventually, our lips broke apart. Still holding each other, Anna looked into my eyes, giving me her perfect smile. "You have no idea how long I've dreamed that I would hear those words from you," she admitted. ***** Hearing that, I grabbed her hand and pulled her to the elevator, hitting the down button before I dragged her back into a deep kiss. As the elevator chimed for our level we staggered into it, refusing to break away. I reached out and pushed against the controls, pushing a bunch of them down at the bottom before we settled against the wall. Hearing a voice in the background say, "Jesus, get a room," I broke away after a long moment. We both looked over to see a mousy girl. I flashed a wicked smile before resuming our wanton make out session, hearing a disgusted sigh from the girl. The elevator stopped at several floors on the way thanks to me, but we finally came apart again as I saw the girl move out of the elevator in my peripheral vision. Holding hands, we raced out to my mini hopping in. Our lips connected for a short while before I turned back and started the car. As I pulled onto the main road, I reached one hand over, and found the top of her jeans. Deftly undoing the button, I pulled down the zipper. I gave a quick look, meeting her eyes as she showed a loving smile. With that I thrust my hand into her panties, seeing her tilt back her head and bite her lip as I rubbed her wet mound. Looking back to the road, I corrected my course as she said lovingly, "Ohh, yes Lana." My fingers explored her sex as we drove, her sweet scent filtering through my car. Somehow I made it back to my house through the haze of my desire, as my own pussy throbbed with need. We parted agonizingly, just long enough to sprint into my apartment. The door wasn't closed for a moment before I again found her sweet embrace. Stumbling through the house, we found our way blindly to my bed, shedding our tops as we went. I pushed her forcefully to my bed, before leaning over and guiding my mouth to her perky tits. I drew her beautiful tan nipple into my mouth, seeing her close her eyes and lean her head back in bliss. I tongued back and forth, sucking on both her beautiful breasts while my hand played with whichever nipple was open at the moment. My pussy was pulsing needily, but all I wanted was to show my sister the love I had been withholding for far too long. Giving slow, seductive smooches I made my way down to the top of her jeans. Still unbuttoned from the car ride, I pulled her thong away, giving teasing kisses to her smooth, bare pubic area. She groaned with desire. As she raised her head and we locked eyes, I gave her a teasing smile, biting my lower lip. "Please Lana, I need you," she said, her voice thick with lust, "Play with your sister's pussy." At that, I tore her jeans and panties off, before moving back in. Slowly, still teasing, I tongued her lips, thoroughly tasting her delicious pussy. I gave small flicks of my tongue around her vagina, and I could visibly see her lust building as she arched her back, pulling roughly on her nipples. Watching, I could see her juices flowing freely from her slit. Finally unable to withstand anymore, I began to lick and suck fervently on her labia, her sweet nectar coating my face. Obviously the trip over had primed her, and she didn't last for long before she started grinding firmly on my mouth. I inserted two fingers into her perfect canal, finding the rough patch on the upper surface. That was all it took, I felt her cunt contracting as she began moaning in a fevered pitch. My fingers replaced my tongue, playing with her little clit as her climax continued so I could watch her, hearing her yell, "OOOOOOHHHHH, GOOODDDD LANA I'M CUMMING." Smiling at her frantic convulsing, I was shocked as her juices shot out of her pussy violently. Opening my mouth, I received her squirting nectar in my mouth, drawing it out as long as I could as I rubbed her vagina in a frenzy. Her juices ebbing after a few moments, I removed my hand as she fell still on the bed. Standing up, grinning down at her I said, "I love you so much Anna." She opened her eyes and looked at me, her loving fluids glazing most of my face and chest. Laughing, she dropped her head back to the bed before saying, "Well if that didn't show you, I love you too sis." She was quiet for another moment, her eyes rolling back, "God, I've never squirted like that before... That was amazing." Straddling her, I pecked slowly up her body, reanimating her slightly. Sharing her juices with her, we kissed again for a long while, just holding each other. Eventually when Anna had livened up a bit, I stood back up, to see her smiling lazily at me from the bed. I removed my pants, tearing off my lace thong in the process.