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Snow Sisters

By: Athena_e19



The journey had not been going well for Tanya and Amy. The two sisters had been traveling for six hours across icy roadways in an attempt to reach their grandfather's home. The whole family had argued that it would be foolish for the elderly man to continue to live in the mountain foothills of the Rockies after his wife had died. And now Thanksgiving had come and gone and no one had heard from him. 

Tanya and Amy, the youngest members of the large family, had volunteered to make the trip out to his home to ensure that everything was all right. The old cabin was normally only a three hour drive from their mother's house, where they had spent Thanksgiving Day. But after only driving for an hour and a half, the temperatures had plummeted and snow had begun to fall. Very quickly they were forced to a crawl; the Audi's all wheel drive constantly working to maintain traction on the road. 

Amy had gone along on the trip because she was adventurous and carefree. Tanya had gone along because she was their grandfather's favorite and he listened to no one but her. Tanya had been forced to leave behind her boyfriend and their seven month old baby. The plan had been to go to the house, make sure that Papa Armentz was all right, and then return to the family with him in tow. Normally a trip like that could have been accomplished, even with an ornery old man, in the better half of a day. Now, with heavy snow and icy roads it looked as if they would reach the cabin shortly after sundown and would likely have to stay the night there. 

Tanya regretted her decision to go along. She had not been apart from her daughter for anything more than an hour or two since she had been born. And now in the icy silence of the winter she missed her terribly. Unsure of when the weather would let up and how long the drive would take, she rode along quietly. She wondered what she was doing. Was she hungry? Tired? Wet? Tanya just wished she had listened to her boyfriend and staid home. 

Amy did not have a family of her own and had really just wanted to spend time with her older sister. The two had been very close growing up and had only stopped talking when Amy had moved away for college. Tanya had chosen a different route, becoming a stay at home mom of sorts. She and her boyfriend had been dating for several years now and were very committed to one another. He worked and paid the bills and she made sure that his home was well kept and his daughter well cared for. It was a very quaint and traditional set up. One that Amy was not fond of. 

The rift between the women had largely been related to their differences of opinion in that matter. Amy had vocally opposed Tanya's decision to not go to school and had insulter her husband and her. Amy felt that Tanya was throwing away a lot of potential and a future for herself. And Tanya had been hurt; feeling a bit of nervousness about the decision herself, and in her pride had refused to speak with Amy until this Thanksgiving. 

Something had clicked over the turkey meal and the women had eagerly filled in the other on their lives and what they had missed. Amy had gushed about how cute Tanya's daughter was and how she had her eyes. Tanya had lauded Amy for her success in school and her pending graduation from the university. No one really talked about what had happened between them and they had tried to pick up where they had left off.

Amy peered into the darkness, her mind wondering what her sister was thinking. Much of their conversation to that point had been shallow and she had so many things she wanted to ask and share with Tanya. But now with the treacherous roadways, she was unsure that any of the drive could be spent talking. However, she did have one big thing she needed to get off her chest before they were joined by their grandfather and she worried that as they got higher in the mountains that it would be less likely she would say it. 

So like many things she said and did, Amy blurted it out. "I'm sorry, sis. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you when I said that stuff. I just missed you. We were best friends and I thought we were so alike." She waited hoping that Tanya would say something. When her older sister did not, Amy turned towards her and repeated.

"I wish I had never said that stuff. Your life is perfect. You have a great guy and a beautiful kid. You're so lucky."

Tanya couldn't take much more of her sister's profuse apology. She had a confession of her own to make. 

"Quiet, Amy. I was wrong. You were right. Don't apologize again."

Amy stared at her older sister surprised by this admission. "What?"

"I think Todd is cheating on me. We haven't slept together since, like, my second trimester. It's almost a year now. I love Dahlia, but I am worried that Todd will leave us. I made the wrong decision."

"Are you sure? How do you know that he cheated? Have you said anything to him yet," Amy blurted once more, surprise sounding in her voice. 

"No, I haven't said anything. I just know. He says he is at all these meetings all the time. He never has meetings. He's a salesman for Christ's sake." Tanya could feel a lot of emotions welling up within her. She didn't want Amy to see them; she didn't want to be weak in front of someone whose opinion she so highly valued.

"I don't want to be right any more. I just want us to be friends again. I want to be your little sister again. Please?"

Tanya wiped away a tear and said with some finality, "Deal."

Tanya leaned in to give her sister a hug. Amy released the wheel with her right arm and circled it around her sister's neck. They were just breaking their embrace when the road veered sharply to the right. Amy reacted as most people would, one foot slamming home the brake and her arms hastily working to turn the car. But even with all wheel drive the vehicle drove off the edge of a ten foot embankment and its nose crumpled against a young fir tree. 

Both women were thrown forward hard, the air bags exploding just before their heads impacted the dash. Then they were thrown back, their bodies slammed against the seat by the force of the deployment. The car's automatic fuel shutoff switch kicked on and the engine's uneven whine faltered to a stop. Then everything went quiet. 

Amy was the first to move, hurriedly thrashing the air bag down against the steering wheel and trying to get some indication of her sister's health. Tanya woozily stirred at her sister's touch, one hand drifting to the side of her head and the other reaching for the door handle. 

Tanya stumbled out of the warm interior of the car and landed waist deep in the snow drift. This high above sea level, snow had been falling for the better part of a week, and now the car and its passengers were irrevocably stuck in it. Tanya tried pivoting back to the car but could not turn her feet beneath the cold grip of the white powder. Amy leaned across the passenger's seat and grabbed her sister beneath the arms. Together the two women managed to free Tanya and get her back into her seat. The door closed safely behind her, and the women stared at each other fearful and bewildered. 

Amy tried restarting the car, but was rewarded with the simple whine of an ignition with no gas. Then both women reached for their cell phones. Amy had no reception but tried to dial 911 anyways. Tanya merely threw her phone against the dash. The high priced device splintered on impact, its dead battery dropping to the floor. Amy felt tears well up in her eyes as the repeated buzz of no signal blared from her phone. 

"What do we do? What do we do? We're trapped. What are we going to do," she stuttered over and over again. Tanya tried comforting her, but her mind reeled at the gravity of the situation they found themselves in. She tried calming herself down enough to think clearly. 

It was then she remembered the story of a family who had slid off a road and not been found for seventeen days. They had stayed put, not venturing out into the weather, and had waited for rescue. 

As calmly as possible she tried explaining to Amy what they had to do.

"Sis. Sis. It'll be okay. They'll come looking for us. They'll know when we aren't back this evening and they can't reach us. They know where we were going. We'll be okay."

"But what if it doesn't stop snowing," Amy pleaded. "They can't go out in this. They won't see our tire tracks. They won't find us."

"Quiet, sister. I need you to be calm for me. Do you have any emergency equipment? A safety kit or anything like that?" Amy's bewildered shrug and steadily increasing sobs told her that her little sister had no idea. Tanya was getting cold, the frozen ice and snow covering her jeans quickly soaking into the material as it melted. She leaned back her seat and sorely crawled into the rear of the station wagon. After digging for several minutes she managed to come up with a small dealer equipped emergency preparedness kit. Once again she crawled back to her passenger seat. 

Amy watched as her sister dug through the kit, pulling different items out. She had started to calm, but was still quite scared of what challenges lay ahead. She tried starting the car again, it merely whined feebly. That was when she noticed the red light of the clock. 8:30. 

Amy dropped back to her seat, the air rushing out of her. 8:30? 8:30? They had left at nine in the morning. She remembered having driven for six hours. But that would only make it around 3:00 in the afternoon. She turned panicking once more to her older sister.

Tanya saw the whirl out of the corner of her eye and turned to address Amy. But her little sister spoke first.

"It's 8:30! It's 8:30! We've been out here for over five hours. Do you remember anything? Anything?"

Tanya's mind was thrown off balance by this new piece of information. She turned to the rear of the car and saw that the rear window was covered in snow. In fact, the nose of the car seemed to be resting down hill with snow gradually climbing farther and farther up the hood. She tried to remember anything. Had she woken up? What happened? Was she unconscious? Her hand went to her head and felt a large tender bruise over her right ear. She must have hit the door frame on impact. Her puzzled face did little to reassure her sister. 

Amy saw the look and tried starting the car once again. Once more, only the high pitched whine of an engine without fuel. As she went to shut the car off, Tanya's hand shot out and stopped it, the key still in the on position. 

"We'll need the heat. The battery will die soon. But we'll need the heat. Leave it on. Turn the lights off and the radio and everything except for the heat." She was already feeling the crippling cold emanating from the windows of the car and her legs were shivering under the wet denim. She pulled the flare gun from the kit and read the instructions under the light of Amy's cell phone. After loading one she prepared to step outside of the car and shoot it back towards the road. 

"No sis.... You're already soaked. You can't go back out there. Let me do it," Amy interrupted. Tanya was barely given the opportunity to argue. Her younger sister grabbed the gun and stepped into the swirling snow. Just as her sister had done, Amy quickly sunk into the snow. Ignoring the intense cold, the young woman aimed the flare back towards the rear of the vehicle and into the sky. With a sudden puff and a bright glow of orange light, the flare raced back towards the road. 

The sisters would have no way of knowing that in the accident, the car had landed at an angle not parallel to the road. The flare would fly uselessly into the night and would only survive long enough to melt a wide hole in a snow bank. No one would see it.

Amy clamored to get back into the vehicle. She had not realized how cold it was outside of the vehicle and was eager to escape it. Once the door was safely closed again the two sisters cranked the heat up and huddled in silence. Eventually the dull aching cold of their wet jeans would become too much. 

Tanya would remove her pants first, then Amy would follow suit. The jeans were laid over the front seats to dry, hopefully, in the ensuing hours of waiting. Then the sisters climbed over the console and into the wide open space of the folded down back seats and storage area. 

Amy had climbed first, a lacy red Victoria's Secret panties riding between her thighs. Tanya gazed in envy at the still petite frame of her sister. She had put on a lot of weight with her pregnancy and despite having lost nearly all of it; she was still sensitive about the increased curves of her body. Part of the reason was her husband's cold treatment of her while she was pregnant and beyond. No amount of working out had been able to minimize the increase in her bust size or the more significant flair of her hips. Her sister retained the family ass, perfectly balanced and pronounced by a slim waist. Tanya had to admit her sister was keeping in great shape. 

Amy slipped into something of an alcove between a seat and a door. Tanya crawled in next to Amy, dragging a large emergency blanket with her. The two siblings huddled close to one another, their legs rubbing together for warmth. 

The next several hours were spent that way. Periodically Amy would try her phone, hoping that by some random chance that it would get reception. Always the same short bleeps of noise indicating no signal. 

The temperatures outside would continue to fall and Tanya would begin to fear that there was not much power left in the battery. At some point, in an effort to cheer up, Amy had broken open the only food or drink they had. Whiskey. Jack Daniels Whiskey. It was to have been a peace offering for their grandfather- his favorite. But now, trapped beneath an ever growing snow bank it was the last chance of happiness the women thought they had. 

The bottle was passed back and forth, warming their stomachs and loosening them up. At first they would just joke about the past, about growing up together. Then the conversation turned to the present. With half of the large bottle left, the whiskey was set aside and the women opened up to each other. 

Tanya revealed her insecurities about her body and about her appearance. She talked about how she envied her younger sister and her still perfect ass and smaller breasts. That is what her husband liked and she wished that she still had it. 

Amy would reply with the prerequisite bashing of the husband and then would enthusiastically encourage her sister. She talked about how on campus her small breasts and flared hips would only draw lesbians and older men looking for a "daughter" to play with. Amy was truthful in this and her honesty showed through. For the first time in a while Tanya had begun to feel positive about her appearance. 

As they grew tired, they would slip to the floor, hugging tightly. Amy fell asleep first, her breathing deep and even. Tanya would just stare into the darkness. She was happy that this had happened, in a way. She was glad that she and Amy were closer again. But she was still quite afraid of what the next hours might hold. Nervously, and with a twisted stomach, she would slip into an uneasy sleep. 

The younger of the two sisters would wake first, slightly embarrassed by the heat that she felt emanating from within her. Amy had a dream about her sister, in a very un-sisterly way. Amy had not yet been able to bring herself to tell her sister that she was bisexual, but she was certain if Tanya woke now that she would figure it out. One of her legs was pressed against Amy's crotch, which was filled with familiar, pulsing warmth. Amy knew that her pussy would have covered her panties and Tanya's naked thigh in her juices. She tried to shift away, but each time she did, Tanya would stir. 

So in tortured silence she would rest, her head on her older sister's chest, wondering what the future would hold for them. Some of her nervousness about her own biological reaction to the warm pressure on her vulva would dissipate when she came to the realization that there was a large and growing wet spot spreading across the front of Tanya's sweatshirt. She was lactating! Well, Amy thought, at least I won't be the only one covered in bodily fluids. 

An hour or so later, Tanya would awaken to a growling stomach. She was quite hungry and thirsty, the alcohol having left her with cotton mouth. While trying to come up with something to eat, she realized that her breasts were making quite a milky mess. With a grumble she tried wiping at the large, cooling stains on her chest. The heater was still going; although its fans seemed quieter then they had the night before. A glance at the dimming clock told her that they had been out in the snow for over twenty hours already. 

When Amy realized that Tanya was awake she spoke up. She had been thinking for over an hour of her wet pussy and her sister's wet sweater. Something of a fantasy had arisen from it and she desperately wanted to try her sister's breast milk. She wasn't sure where the notion had come from, but the persistent moistness of her panties was a good indicator that it was something she really wanted. After one particularly bad stomach growl, which caused both she and her older sister to laugh, she decided to put her plan into action. 

"This is going to sound weird. But. Well. I'm really hungry." 

"No kidding? Me too," Tanya interjected with a playful smile on her face.

"Well. I was thinking. We're hungry and well. Well. You're lactating and I was wondering if... You know."

Tanya was puzzled for a second. She wasn't quite sure if she had understood the stream of thought there. But as Amy just stared questioningly up into her face she knew that she had not misheard. The notion seemed quite foreign to her, but she knew that both facts were true. They were hungry and she was lactating. Her baby was at home with plenty of bottled milk and would not need it anytime soon. The large wet spots would become irritating quickly if the heater gave out. Tanya didn't see why not. Except she wasn't sure how she would be fed. 

"What about me," she asked.

Amy had thought of that too, while detailing her fantasy in her mind. "I could, umm, drink some and then store it and then give it to you."

Tanya took another second to try and decipher that. So her sister would drink her breast milk, then keep it in her mouth, then relay it to her, mouth to mouth? It seemed like a good plan, albeit an uncomfortable one. Tanya agreed, but began to wonder about the quickness with which her younger sister had proposed the plan. 

With one more nervous glance towards one another, Tanya pulled her sweatshirt up over her breasts. She had not worn a bra and regretted it somewhat now. Amy looked up into her sister's eyes, wondering if Tanya detected the other need which had driven the request and if she did what she thought of it. Then her eyes would trail downward to the full milky breasts and their pink areolas. 

Amy hungrily examined the large globes of flesh that still jutted proudly from her sister's chest. They sagged a little under their own weight, but no braless woman could support the increased size of maternity. Amy felt her pussy spasm as she weighed which of the breasts she would drink from. She had to fight an urge to slip a hand between her thighs right then.

With a subtle bite of her bottom lip, Amy lowered her head to her sister's tit. Her lips fastened over the nipple, pursing as they sucked the fleshy nub into her mouth. At first there was nothing, so she flicked the hardening nipple with her tongue. Immediately a steady stream of warm thick milk poured into her mouth. Hungrily and full of desire, Amy slurped down the liquid. She analyzed its taste, its thickness, and its flow. Her tongue continued to flick over her sister's nipple every once in a while. It always seemed to bring a newer more intense flow. 


Snow Sisters



She would never have imagined that she would be trapped in a car with her sister, her lips sucking life giving milk from her teat. Amy would reach up with her left hand, sliding it into place beneath the breast from which she drank, and would cautiously lift and test the breasts weight. She tried to hide the gentle squeezes she would slip in casually between especially powerful sucks of Tanya's nipple. 

Tanya leaned her head against the wheel well as her sister huddled over her breast. The sensation of the milk being drained from the nipple was exceptional and Amy's gentle sucking was exquisite. One of Tanya's hands drifted to the silky head of her sister and cradled it there over her breast. The whole car filled with the sound of Amy's slurping.

Tanya was a bit disconcerted by the shifting of Amy's waist over one of her legs. She now found herself, or at least her thigh, pressed between Amy's thighs. The red panties were not visible amongst the press of their naked skin and Tanya thought she could feel a different kind of wetness pressing into her. 

Tanya was right. Amy's thighs were slightly rocking on her leg as she sucked on her breast. And with each rock, a small wet trail would cool and confirm for the older of the siblings that Amy was aroused by this activity. She was starting to grow disgusted by it, when Amy's lips broke their hold on her nipple. The stark cold air's caress was surprising and the heated kiss with which Amy greeted her was even more so.

Tanya's mind reeled as her sister's full lips pressed into her own, and then opened. A warm rush of her own breast milk rushed into her mouth. She swallowed the thick liquid quickly, wondering at Amy's audacity and strange behavior. Then their kiss was broken and Amy's head slipped back to her breast.

Tanya was surprised to find a similar reaction filling her own groin. With each slow rock of her sister's hips on her thigh, she found her own pussy waking. The gentle urgency of the motions, the soft sucking of her nipple, the persistent slurping from her breast, and then the full mouthed kisses filled Tanya with a desire she had not realized still existed. Long ignored, her pussy was quickly filling with a wetness of its own. 

The next time Amy raised her head to her sister's mouth she was greeted with an open mouthed kiss, more passionate than the others. Once the milk had drained down Tanya's throat, she felt a tongue slip past her lips and her sister's hands curl into her hair. Seizing on the opportunity, Amy's tongue responded in kind. For several minutes the two sister's tongues danced and teased one another until they had to break for air. 

Amy pulled back first, her hands going to her sister's sweatshirt. They gently pulled the heavy cotton material over Tanya's head and raised arms. Then her own sweatshirt followed to the floor. 

Amy rolled to the side of her sister momentarily allowing Tanya to lay out fully on the floor. Her older sister piled the sweatshirts beneath her head in an improvised pillow. Then Amy slipped one leg back between her thighs and firmly nudged it into place against her sister's pussy.

Tanya lay there, feeling the growing heat as her pussy pressed into her sister's knee. There was something forbidden and taboo about feeding her sister with her own breast milk and now, now they were so close to having sex. Tanya's need was growing overwhelming. Waiting over a year to be touched with passion put her lust firmly in control. Her hips gently bucked, indicating the start of the games. 

Amy did not immediately lower her body over Tanya's. For a moment she looked down over her sister's beautiful body. As Tanya's hips began to steadily grind her twat into her leg, Amy reached out and gently caressed Tanya's smooth stomach and the underside of her breasts. 

Her movements were slow and deliberate, nails trailing across the wide open areas of white flesh. Small pink trails appeared then faded in their wake. Amy pretended not to notice her sister's urgent thrusting. She knew that Tanya needed release, needed to be loved and lusted after. And Amy was more than happy to provide it for her. Her foreplay would last a bit longer but soon her own body's needs would overcome any more delays.

Tanya stared up at her sister's small girlish tits, their dark rosy nipples and her smooth abs. One of her hands was lazily stroking an exposed breast while the other tenderly reached out to caress Amy's backside. Tanya was still grinding her pussy onto her sister's knee, but the intensity of the caress was only sufficient to make her want more. 

Amy abandoned her position over her sister just long enough to slip her lacy red underwear from her hips and add them to a growing pile of discarded clothing. Tanya took the opportunity to do the same with her simple white underwear.

Then came a moment of crucial hesitation. The sisters looked at one another, evaluating their needs, their desires, and the risks of what they were about to surrender to. Amy, always the impulsive one, would make the decision first. She would recline again, this time with her head propped on one arm, at her sister's waist. Tanya was not used to any time of same sex interaction and pondered momentarily if this was the end of their adventure. She found herself regretting it if it was.

That thought of the end would dissipate when Amy's lips plant a small haunting kiss on her hip. Soon a small hand was inching its way up Tanya's inner thigh and she found them parting obligingly. Amy's kisses continued over her sister's hip bones and lower stomach. They would continue even as her fingers made their first contact with Tanya's labia. 

The lips of Tanya's pussy were soaking wet. The pink folds were fully engorged with a steady stream of blood and they unfolded like a blossoming flower. They would part even more readily as Amy's fingers slipped inside them. 

Tanya could not take any more slow teasing. She just needed raw passionate release.

"Please Amy, no more waiting. Just do it, please. Fast."

Amy looked up at her pleading sister with a small grin. Her other hand slipped between her thighs and began to toy with her own fired twat. Her left hand's fingers began their steady upward journey into Tanya's pussy. Complicit, Tanya hips would rise from the hard floor of the car allowing the fingers to slip deeper inside. Then they slowly slid out again. 

Soon a steady forceful rhythm was established as the fingers plunged over and over into Tanya's pussy. Amy was enamored with the vision of her fingers plunging into the pink folds of her sister's pussy. She loved the way they glistened even in the darkness. She loved the smell that was released as they slid backward out of the twitching walls of sensitive skin. She loved the gentle trembles of her sister's thighs as they squirmed beneath her tender attention. It was a vision of eroticism for the young college graduate. 

Tanya did not have to wait long for the sweet eruption of orgasmic release. It had been far too long and the situation was far to intense for her to hold back. Her legs would drive together, trapping Amy's digits mid thrust as her waist bucked up and down, the power of the need and the strength of the solution overwhelming her. 

"God yes! Oh, God yes! Oh Amy, oh wow!" 

As Tanya calmed and some sanity returned, Amy teased her. "You liked that huh? It seemed to have been a while. The floor and my hand are drenched."

"Shut up. I told you it had been a while. God that was fantastic. But I'm being selfish. What do you want sis?"

Amy grinned at her sister as she pulled her fingers from her sister's pussy and licked them clean. Tanya's eyes widened a bit at that, but the biting of her bottom lip told Amy that she was more intrigued by the action than anything. Amy rolled onto her back and spread her thighs. One arm reached across her and took Tanya's. 

Obligingly, Tanya allowed herself to be led. She found that Amy's hand guided her up and over her head. Kneeling there, looking down at Amy's grinning face she wondered what was coming next. When Amy's hands reached out and gripped her ass and pulled her forward over her mouth, she realized what was being requested. 

Tanya had never done it in a "sixty-nine" position, but she knew about it. Excitedly her thighs shifted into place and she leaned forward, her head lowering towards Amy's pussy. She had to pull her hair back and flip it over one shoulder as her body pressed down into her younger sister's thinner form. Tanya took a moment to adjust to this unique and intensely sexual position. She could feel Amy's tits pressed into her hips and she could feel her own erect nipples being crushed into her sibling's stomach. Then the caress of Amy's hot breath over her pussy lips drove her to action.

For the first time in her life, Tanya ate pussy. And she ate it very well. Tanya acted instinctively, on what her own pussy wanted and it worked wonders for Amy. Amy was surprised by how quickly Tanya took to eating her out. The moment she had breathed on her lips, Tanya's head had buried itself in her thighs. A quick moving tongue was soon burrowing its way to her center and sampling her pussy's liquid feast. Amy's hips raised slightly from the floor at this first contact and Tanya's tongue withdrew swiftly to caress her outer lips with gentle licks. 

Amy buried her hungry mouth in the deliciously pink pussy hovering over her. Her sister's pussy had a tangy taste. It was a very distinctive and pleasant flavor and Amy wanted as much of it as she could get. Her tongue set to rolling and writhing inside of the channel, prying open long ignored folds and parting the abandoned tunnel. Amy kept her eyes open, as she watched the two curved hills of her sister's ass twist and turn as her tongue fucked her. 

She was having a hard time focusing on any sensory experiences other than her sister's taste and the sensation of her tongue flicking over her pussy's lips and clit before burying inside of her. Tanya was extremely pleased by this new activity. Amy's pussy was clean shaven and was sweet tasting. She loved knowing that her sister was being driven wild by her touch, that she could not have enough. The feeling of being desired was a powerful enough aphrodisiac to drive her on for hours.

Amy decided to add a twist to this position. She slipped an arm up and around Tanya's pale thigh and lazily stroked some of the untouched areas of her pussy. Once it was adequately covered in fluid she slipped it between her older sister's cheeks. Amy felt Tanya's mouth still over her pussy as she wondered what was about to happen. Then the finger pressed into the tight hole and Tanya began to squirm at the sensation of having herself anally pleasured. When Amy's tongue rejoined the two front assault, Tanya forgot about anything but riding the two intruders. 

Tanya's mind began to buzz with excitement as she felt the finger and tongue work in such close conjunction to bring her intense pleasure. Within a minute, Tanya felt a second and equally intense orgasm rip from her depths. 

"Amy! Oh Amy," was all she managed before her head lulled back into her sister's thighs and she resumed her assault on her sister's cunt. The sudden resumed energy of her attack sent Amy into the same starry realm where her mind buzzed and reeled in pleasure and Tanya was given a plentiful fill of her sister's pussy juices. 

The two women would finish out the fading waves of their orgasms lapping slowly over one another's twats. When they finally surrendered their bodies' embrace they cuddled together softly. Amy began to nurse again, her lips attaching to the other breast, emptying it of its painfully full content. She and Tanya would share the milk in the same way they had before. Tanya realized how blissfully close and complete she felt to her sister now. There was some sort of unique oneness which had been achieved through their passionate lovemaking. It was something she realized she would treasure for ever.

The young women were ignorant of the fact that the car's battery had fully died now. The heater had gone still and the only noise was that of their connection and shared meal. They pulled the shimmering emergency blanket back into place as the air began to cool and the snow climbed higher on the windows. Soon only the rear storage area's side windows remained uncovered by snow. 

Amy's lips would break their encirclement of Tanya's nipple after both had drunk their fill. Then her head would rest on her older sister's shoulder and despite everything she would feel safe. Right up until the snow on the back window of the car was swept aside and a familiar aged face peered in. 

Both women bolted for their clothes as the back door was cleaned of snow and was pulled open and the freezing air rushed in. They had managed to get their sweatshirts on by the time the face bobbed back into view. 

"Well look what I found! It's my two favorite granddaughters! Ha," Papa Armentz chuckled. 

"Papa," the two excited women cried. Their elderly grandfather, whom they had come to rescue, was in turn rescuing them! His long steely grip reached into the Audi's compartment and pulled Tanya first from the car and then Amy. The two women plunged barefoot into the snow, trying to reach his truck.

Neither was having much success until he came alongside them and half carried, half pulled them onto the road. The girls dived into the large vehicle, huddling close to one another as the old heater blew heavenly gusts of warm air onto them. Then Papa Armentz plopped into the seat next to them and kicked the monster into gear.

Both girls blurted out repeated questions to their grandfather.

"Where have you been?"

"Why haven't you called?"

"How did you find us?" 

"Did you see our flare?" 

"How far from home are we?" 

He just laughed to himself until they were calm enough and warm enough to listen.

"The phone lines were down up here for the last couple days. When they finally managed to get them repaired I got a call from your mother wondering if I had seen hide or hair of ya. Of course when I realized that two foolish little girls of mine were up here I assumed that you had gotten stuck or lost. Luckily for you there is only one real route in here so all I had to do was retrace your path. I would have driven right by your car, buried as it was, but for the tree you crashed into." When both girls just looked at him bewildered by what he meant, he explained further.

"It was the only tree on the side of the road that did not have a heavy pile of snow on it. It was big enough to stop your car, but you shook it so bad that it must've knocked a bunch of that snow loose. I almost missed it, but it struck me when I had to turn around the second time." Papa Armentz looked over at his two granddaughter's a smile on his face. Tanya's hand was unconsciously resting high on her sister's naked thigh, closer than a normal sibling relationship would allow. 

Tanya caught the glimpse and realized that her hand was nearly touching her sister's pussy once more. She reacted a little bit too quickly to hide the new nature of their relationship. When it shot away from Amy's thigh, everyone became painfully aware of the revelation. 

But instead of ignoring the topic or pretending naiveté, Papa Armentz said something completely unexpected.

"Nothing to be ashamed of. No sir. Your mother and aunty had a funny little relationship like that in college. Never did anybody harm, just kept everyone close. They were the best damn sisters I had ever seen. I didn't know until I walked in on them one Christmas. They was going at it like randy beavers. Ha. Boy were they surprised. I just let it slide and told 'em to be more careful. Others wouldn't react the same way."

"Our mom," a surprised Amy blurted.

"With Aunty Danny?" Tanya couldn't believe what she had just heard.

"Yessir. I thought it would be something permanent, but it was just a phase. But they're still better friends then most sisters and I think that type of thing might have been why. So you two don't worry about it none. You won't get any condemnation from our family on the matter. No sir." 

Amy and Tanya just stared at each other, than at Papa Armentz. They couldn't believe it. The revelation did plenty in the way of relaxing them a bit. 

No one would speak again for a few minutes. 

"When will we be able to go back home, Papa?" Tanya was worried that everyone was worrying about them. She was also slightly fearful that a return to normalcy would mean the end of she and Amy's connection. 

"Oh, not for anytime soon, I'm afraid. Back behind ya a ways part of the hill came down on the road. There won't be any coming and going till they clear it. And that could take quite a while." 

Amy was reassured, strangely, by the news. Her head drifted down to Tanya's shoulder and she took one of her hands in her own. They would have plenty of time together. Their private exchange would be safe for a while longer.