43 comments/ 325344 views/ 134 favorites Visiting Big Sis By: china-doll This story is a work of fiction. All of the characters and events are fictional. All characters portrayed in this story are over eighteen years of age. This story portrays graphic, consensual lesbian sex and lesbian incest between sisters. If you are in an area where reading this is illegal or you are offended by any of this then stop reading now. Special thanks to Vella_MS and Lucky-E-Leven for their editing. Also thanks to Colleen Thomas for her constructive comments. Please remember to vote, fives are appreciated. Boston's South Station was more busy than usual on this snowy Friday evening. Hundreds, maybe thousands of people were moving around inside the huge, high-roofed station hall. Countless commuters hurried across the vast open space towards the enormous glass wall and the trains waiting just beyond, trying to get out of the city before the snow outside got any worse. Adding to the confusion, dozens more people had just arrived on an Amtrak metro liner. They milled around reading the overhead signs, looking for friends and relatives or just heading for the exits. Adrift in this sea of humanity, Wendy walked along the platform looking for her little sister. The train had finally arrived, three hours late because of the inclement weather. Wendy just wanted to find her sister, Amy, and head back to the dorm before the storm got any worse. There was almost a foot of snow on the ground so far and it was still coming down. According to the reports she had heard, it was supposed to keep snowing for the next two days. She didn't feel like being snowed in at the train station all weekend. Being fairly short, at only five foot two, she couldn't see very well and craned her neck and bobbed her head as she searched. Finally, she caught a glimpse of long blond hair tied back in a ponytail. "Amy!" she yelled, wondering if it was really even her. Just then the crowd parted and Wendy saw her. She hadn't seen her sister in several months, but she looked exactly the same. She was immediately reminded of how everyone had always remarked at how different she was from her sister. Wendy was about the same height as her sister, had the same blond hair and their faces were quite similar but that was the end of the similarities. Amy, who had just celebrated her eighteenth birthday a few weeks ago, was slender, graceful and elegant. With long, toned legs and thin arms, she looked every bit like the ballet dancer she was. She had a pretty face with high cheekbones, a small pert nose and full lips. But Amy's most arresting feature was her large, incredibly dark eyes. One look into those eyes was enough to reduce most men to stammering halfwits. Wendy, on the other hand, looked much more like an exotic dancer than ballet dancer. She was more curvaceous, with large, heavy breasts, a slender waist and wide hips. She had long blond hair and a pretty face like her sister, but she didn't have the same hypnotic eyes that Amy possessed. Wendy's eyes were a hazel color, not quite green, not quite brown. Many times as they were growing up, Wendy had wished she had the same eyes as her sister. Amy turned at the sound and saw her sister across the station hall. "Wendy!" Amy yelled out as she ran towards her, backpack bouncing, suitcase dragging along behind. When she was a few feet away she let go of the rolling suitcase and, arms outstretched, jumped at her sister. Wendy's eyes went wide and she let out a grunt as her little sister slammed into her. They both went down in a heap with Amy on top. "Ow! Amy, Christ! Get off of me, you crazy bitch!" Wendy cried out as she laughed and tried to roll her sister off of her. Amy laughed and kissed her sister repeatedly on her cheeks, forehead, chin and lips. "Oh you know you like it, baby!" She said as she sat up. Wendy looked at her sister as they got up and she couldn't stop smiling. "You haven't changed at all since I've been gone," she said, shaking her head. "You're still fucking crazy." "Yup, and you love me for it, don't cha?" Amy replied sassily, as she picked up the handle of her suitcase. "Yeah, I suppose I do," Wendy laughed as she looked around at the people walking by; many of them were still watching the girls. Some were smiling; some watched with a bored half interest and a few were scowling with disapproval at the spectacle. Wendy felt uncomfortable under their scrutiny and wanted to get moving. Since her coming out last year, Wendy had gotten used to disapproving stares; she had certainly seen enough of them. But she still didn't feel comfortable enduring them for long. She had never been a very secure person, especially in high school. She had never really felt comfortable with herself and her surroundings. She had always felt like an outsider, not really part of the group, like she didn't belong somehow. She couldn't shake the feeling that everyone was judging her all the time and making comments behind her back. It wasn't until her senior year of high school that she understood where some of her feelings came from. It was during that year that she accepted that she had feelings for the other girls. She had always had the feelings, had them for as long as she could remember, but she had pushed them away to the back of her mind and tried to ignore them. The thoughts scared her and she didn't want to acknowledge them. By her senior year she finally accepted that this was who she was. She was a lesbian. It wasn't until her freshman year of college that she felt comfortable enough to finally come out publicly. The fact that she attended a college that was over eighty percent female and that a significant percentage of those girls were gay helped her work up the courage. In fact it was her freshman roommate that had finally given her the courage to do it. Coming out to her friends at college had been relatively easy, as most of them already knew. Amy had also already known, though she had kept quiet until Wendy finally told her. Wendy had actually been a little surprised that Amy had known. When she asked how she knew, Amy just smiled and replied, "Do you think I'm that stupid? I figured it out years ago, probably even before you did." "You couldn't have, I never told you, and I never told anyone." Wendy replied. "You didn't have to say anything Wendy. We've lived together for years, I know you better than anyone else. I can read you like a book, hun." Amy said then gave her sister a warm hug. "I'm so glad you're finally admitting it to everyone, including yourself." Wendy had been a little shocked that her sister had such a good idea of what was going on in her head. Apparently, maybe even a little better than she herself had. In retrospect, Wendy realized that it shouldn't have surprised her much. They had always been very close as kids, and had remained close even after Wendy had gone off to college. Even though she didn't see Amy very often they talked on the phone almost daily. Wendy missed seeing her sister terribly but was cheered by the idea that Amy was graduating High School in the spring and was looking at several colleges in Boston. "We taking the "T" back to your dorm or a taxi?" Amy's question cut through Wendy's reminiscing. "We should probably take a taxi. I don't feel like walking from the "T" station all the way to my dorm room in this snow." Wendy said after a moments thought. "Taxi stand is that way," she indicated with her hand. As they walked across the massive station hall, their shoes squeaking and slipping on wet tiles, Amy's eyes were continually drawn to the shapely curve of Wendy's backside. Watching Wendy's ass sway as she walked caused familiar but troubling warmth to spread through Amy. The moment she had seen her sister the longing that she had been suppressing had reared up in her again, the desperate need to be close to Wendy and to touch her. In her mind she could still feel her own small chest crushed into Wendy's much larger breasts when she had jumped on her. The feel of her sister, even through all her clothes had sent a flush of pleasure through Amy's slim body. She desperately tried to sort out the tumble of thoughts that cascaded through her mind as they approached the automatic doors. Icy cold wind carried in blowing snow as the doors rolled open. Once outside, the blowing snow covered them instantly as they trudged through ankle deep snow, churned to slush by a thousand hurrying feet. Amy was surprised at how quiet and peaceful the city sounded. The snow seemed to absorb all the sound except for a dull murmur from the slowly passing traffic and the people's feet squishing along on the slushy sidewalks. It also covered up all the dirt and grime, giving the city a fresh, clean feel. She found it refreshing. They made it to the first cab in line and Wendy yanked open the side door, throwing in her sister's backpack. The Cabbie, an elderly black man, was small and slender with short gray hair. He jumped out and helped Amy load the heavy Pullman into the trunk before returning to the driver's seat. Wendy was surprised to see a broad, kind smile on his face when he turned. "Where yous girls off to this evenin'?" He asked in a surprisingly deep voice. "Huntington Avenue over by the Museum," Wendy answered. The cabbie considered for a moment, "OK," he said as he put the big Ford into drive, "But that's gonna take some time Miss. Hope yous girls isn't in no kinda hurry." An hour and a half later the girls, cold and covered in snow dragged themselves into Wendy's dorm room, dropped the bags and collapsed onto the two beds. "God that was miserable!" exclaimed Amy. "A few inches of snow and this town goes completely to shit. Where the hell did these people learn how to drive?" "Snow on a Friday afternoon... doesn't get any worse than that. But it wouldn't have been so bad if we hadn't had to walk the last 4 blocks after the taxi got stuck," Wendy stated. "Well, at least we're here... I just don't know what the hell we're gonna do now. I thought we could go out to the clubs, but I'm not going back out into that snow tonight. Besides the clubs will be dead anyway." "Anything going on around here tonight?" Amy asked without lifting her head off of the bed. Wendy thought for a minute. "I doubt it. A lot of people went home for the long weekend. We're actually the only ones in this whole suite right now except Kelly." "Kelly? Do I know her?" "Probably not, she keeps to her room mostly, nice girl, but real shy. She's very studious and doesn't socialize much, at least not that I've seen. Kinda reminds me of a sexy librarian." Amy thought she detected something in her sister's voice, a hinting of something more. She arched an eyebrow at her older sister, "Sexy?" Wendy looked away but Amy could see her cheeks turn bright red with her flush of embarrassment. "Well, she's cute, you know, kinda..." she trailed off. Amy tried to pretend she didn't notice her sister's embarrassment and went on, "She's shy, huh? Well, maybe we just need to get her drunk," she said with a little laugh and a sly smile. Wendy, her cheeks still flushed, looked back and smiled too. She thought for a second then shook her head a little, "No, I doubt it. In fact, I don't remember ever seeing her drink." The smile on Amy's full lips twisted a little and somehow looked a bit more devious. She cocked one slender eyebrow, "There's a first time for everything." Wendy looked at her sister and a slow smile spread on her lips as well. "You are just evil, do you know that?" "Yeah, but you love me anyway." She looked around, "So, do you even have any real drinks in this place? Gonna be hard to get that sexy little librarian plastered on Diet Pepsi and bottled water." Wendy snorted, "Do I have anything to drink, she asks." She walked over to the small fridge in the corner and swung it open, then stepped back so Amy could see. "How's that?" The small fridge was packed with wine coolers and there were three bottles of wine on the door along with a couple of cans of soda for variety. "I stocked up just for you." Amy looked over, "I guess that will do, for tonight anyway. So where is this librarian of yours?" "You're serious about getting her drunk?" Amy looked back at her, "Sure. It beats sitting around all weekend staring at you." She laughed then turning serious asked, "Do you really think she's cute?" Wendy felt her cheeks heat again as she replied, "Yeah, she is pretty cute, she's..." She froze mid sentence and lifted here eyes to Amy. "Why do you ask?" Amy looked as innocent as she know how, "Just wondering." Then after a moment she looked Wendy straight in the eye, "After all, you haven't told me if you have a girlfriend or not." Wendy's lips pressed together in a tight smile, "Little Miss Nosey. Always sticking your nose into everyone's business." She sighed heavily, "If you must know, I do not currently have a girlfriend. I broke up with Samantha, my last girlfriend, in May." She shook a finger at Amy like she was a disobedient child, "But if you think you're gonna get me involved with Kelly, you're nuts. She's not even a lesbian." Amy laughed, "My, my, my! Getting a little defensive there aren't you? Actually I wasn't thinking that at all." The devious look returned, "But now that you mentioned it..." "You're nuts." Wendy muttered under her breath as she reached into the fridge. "Here." She tossed her sister a bottle. "Drink this, maybe it'll make you smarter." By eight o'clock there were a few empty bottles on top of the fridge. The sisters had changed into shorts and tee shirts and were sitting on Wendy's bed watching some girl screech out a horrendous rendition of "Leaving on a Jet Plane" on American Idol. "God this girl sucks!" Laughed Amy. "I know. Where the hell do they find these people anyway?" Wendy replied as she took another swig of her drink. "I swear the producers must go out of their way to find people with that little talent. They better stop her soon or that screeching may crack the camera lens. " At a soft click, heard through the open door, both girls looked up. Wendy had left her room door open as she usually did. The dorm rooms were set up in suites of 3 bedrooms sharing one common living room and two bathrooms. But the door to the main hall was closed so Wendy wasn't worried about someone seeing them drinking. The door across the hall opened to reveal a slim girl Asian with long dark brown, almost black hair swept back over her shoulders. Small, rimless glasses perched on a slender nose framed big dark brown eyes. "You must be Kelly," Amy said happily before the girl even realized she was being observed. "I'm Amy, Wendy's little sister. Wendy told me about you, why don't you come in and have a drink with us?" Kelly seemed surprised at the sudden invitation, "I... I... I was just going to the... the bathroom." She stammered nervously, pointing down the hall. Amy looked at her for a second, an amused smile spread on her full lips, "Well then come in on your way back. You were planning on coming back I assume?" Kelly stared at Amy for a moment, a little like a deer in headlights and then nodded, with a nervous twitch. Quickly, she turned and headed off down the hallway. "Did you have to do that?" Wendy sighed as she gave her best disapproving look. "Do what?" Amy replied in turn with her best innocent expression. Wendy gave another exasperated sigh, "I told you she was shy. I think you scared her. When she comes back, IF she comes back, play nice." "I'm always nice," Amy said loftily. "Nice," Wendy sniffed. "Ha! Well, how about you take your 'nice' ass over to the fridge and get me another drink, you slut." Without protest, Amy got up and pulled out another wine cooler. "Slut, am I?" she muttered to herself as she walked back to the bed. Sitting down next to her sister she ran the top of the bottle slowly up Wendy's spine, letting the bottle cap bump over each vertebra. "Oooo, that feels kind of nice, why are you...aaaaaa!" Wendy suddenly cried out as Amy placed the ice-cold bottle on the nape of her neck. Wendy involuntarily arched her back and tipped her head back in an attempt to get the cold bottle off her sensitive skin. As soon as Wendy's head tipped back, Amy placed her lips over her sister's open mouth and slid her tongue inside. Wendy's eyes opened wide with shock and she started to cry out with alarm and indignation, but after a moment the softness of her sister's lips captured her full attention and she found herself returning the tender kiss. Wendy's hand found it's way to the back of her sister's head and she pulled Amy's lips more tightly to hers. Her tongue roamed around in Amy's mouth, dancing with her sister's. Amy's soft tongue tasted like raspberry wine with a little hint of the strawberry lip-gloss she was wearing. Wendy found the combination of tastes and textures intoxicating. It was not the first kiss the sisters had shared. They experimented a little when they were younger. They tried kissing and a little petting, just to see what it was like. Those kisses had been clumsy and awkward, neither knowing quite what to do, but this kiss was different. Amy's soft lips and nimble tongue ignited a fire inside Wendy, and she found herself getting lost in the taste and feel of her sister. At the sound of the bathroom door opening, Amy quickly broke away from Wendy and sat down to watch the TV as if nothing had happened. Handing the bottle to Wendy with a sheepish grin, she said, "Oh, I forgot. This is yours." Wendy looked dumbly down at the bottle in Amy's hand as her mind swirled with confusing thoughts and awakened desire. As her hand mechanically closed on the cold bottle she suddenly became acutely aware of how hard her nipples were and of the spreading warmth between her legs. Kelly peeked timidly around the doorframe. The look on her face clearly showed that she would rather be just about anywhere but where she was at that moment. "I...I... think I'm just gonna go back to, to, to bed." She stammered in a tone of voice that was more like she was asking if it would be ok. "Nonsense!" Amy cried as she grabbed the wine cooler back from Wendy and jumped off of the bed. Grabbing a hold of Kelly's arm she led the timid girl over to the bed, kicking the door closed behind her. "Sit down, have a drink or two. It's Friday night, time to have some fun. We were gonna go out clubbing tonight, but the snow put a stop to that. So now we're just sitting back, getting drunk and making fun of the morons on American Idol." She pushed Kelly onto the bed beside Wendy and opened the bottle. "Here, have a drink, sweetie. It'll help you loosen up, you look so tense." Amy handed Kelly the wine cooler then flopped down beside her. Kelly simply didn't know how to respond to such a torrent of words. She stared at Amy for a moment, then at Wendy, then the bottle, back to Amy, then Wendy and finally the bottle again. "I really..." She started but faltered. "I'm..." She faltered again. Wendy thought she was going to either start crying or bolt from the room at any moment. She looked to be somewhere between very nervous and completely terrified. As Wendy studied Kelly, wondering what the girl was going to do, she realized that Kelly's warm thigh was pressed up against her own. The girl's soft, smooth skin felt wonderful. Wendy's nipples were still almost painfully stiff and it seemed she could feel every thread in the soft fabric of her tee shirt as it glided over them with her every movement. The warmth between her legs had increased and she realized that she was squeezing her thighs tightly together. She forced herself to stop and sit back, trying to relax. But she didn't move her thigh because she didn't want to lose contact with Kelly's soft skin. Visiting Big Sis Kelly finally sighed heavily and lifting the bottle to her lips, chugged down half the drink in a few seconds. "Whoa girl!" Amy laughed. "Take it easy, this isn't a frat party!" Kelly choked a little on the last mouthful. "Sorry," she said when she finally swallowed at last. "Guess I'm just a little nervous. I'm not really good at meeting new people and, you know, make... making new... new friends." She finally cracked a small shy smile. "Oh, that's ok sweetheart," Amy said as she leaned over and hugged Kelly around the shoulders. "We like shy girls. Don't we Wendy?" Wendy just stared at her sister for a long moment. She could still taste Amy's strawberry lip-gloss and feel the tingle of her sister's soft tongue on her own. Her alcohol fogged mind was still having difficulty accepting the idea that her sister had just kissed her full of the lips. What was even harder to accept was her body's reaction to the kiss. Wendy's eyes flipped over to study the dark haired girl sitting next to her. The truth of it was that, yes, Wendy really did like shy, quiet girls. She had, in fact, had her eye on Kelly for several months. But Kelly had shown no indications of being at all interested in her and Wendy could never work up the courage to ask her. As the months rolled past, Wendy wanted the slim girl more very time she saw her. But Wendy had always been too scared of rejection, or worse ridicule and hatred. But now looking into those pretty dark eyes and feeling the heat of Kelly's smooth thigh on her own was igniting a fire of longing inside Wendy. That fire, fueled by the alcohol in her veins emboldened her. "Of course we do. We specialize in shy girls around here." Wendy finally said. She added a little laugh at the end and she hoped that Kelly would think it was just a joke, but in Wendy's mind it really wasn't. For the next hour the girls watched TV and drank. After a few drinks Kelly started to loosen up a little and even laughed out loud when Amy got up and made a reasonably good imitation of a really bad singer on the show. Wendy managed to move herself around on the bed so she was sitting right next to Kelly, their thighs and shoulders touching. Wendy was nervous when she first scooted up to Kelly, trying to mask the move closer as just shuffling around to get more comfortable. She didn't want to scare Kelly off or upset her, but the desire to touch her and be close to her had overridden her reason. After a few minutes Kelly snuggled into her even closer. Wendy felt a flutter in her stomach as Kelly rested her head on her shoulder and let out a soft sigh of contentment. Wendy started to get lightheaded as she thought about the feel of Kelly's firm body pressed against hers. She turned her head slightly and inhaled the sweet, fruity sent of the shampoo Kelly had used on her long silky black hair. She bit her tongue to keep from moaning with the desire that was raging through her. She raised one hand and softly stroked the side of Kelly's head. At the touch, Kelly snuggled even tighter into her. Amy sat on the other side of Kelly watching without saying anything. She couldn't believe how turned on she was getting at the sight of her sister snuggling with another girl. It was even more arousing than the quick kiss she had stolen from her sister a little while ago. More arousing, but also more troubling. The logical side of Amy's mind wondered what the hell she was doing. Why had she kissed her sister like that? She knew her sister was a lesbian, but she wasn't. Was she? She wasn't so sure anymore. For years now she had secretly been fantasizing about her sister, but lately she had also started having more and more fantasies involving other women, mostly her friends at school and a few celebrities. She had spent many nights in front of her computer masturbating while watching lesbian porn clips. The orgasms that she had experienced while watching those movies had been long and shockingly powerful. Far more intense than anything she had ever experienced while masturbating and fantasizing about a guy. In fact, they had been far more intense than the climaxes any of her boyfriends had ever given her. Amy wasn't so sure any more that maybe she wasn't a lesbian, but she knew that she had really enjoyed the kiss with her sister. Seeing Kelly snuggling up to Wendy was turning her on like nothing in her life ever had before. Her nipples were so hard she was afraid to touch them lest she moan out loud. She marveled at how completely soaked her panties had become from her arousal. Amy looked over at the full curves of her sister's sexy body and her arousal climbed even higher. Her mouth went dry at the thought of touching those heavy breasts that she had dreamed of for so long. She could see Wendy's large nipples clearly through the thin material of her tee shirt. She figured that her sister was probably as turned on as she was, maybe even more so. She was after all, really a lesbian, Amy was only leaning that way, but at the moment she was leaning pretty hard. She had to keep reminding her hands not to just reach out and grab one of her sister's breasts. Her hands were constantly fidgeting with the half empty beer bottle as if they to wanted to fondle her sister. She decided that it was time to put them to good use. "You look tired sweetie. Are you ok?" Amy asked as she put a hand on Kelly's shoulder. Kelly smiled shyly up at her, "Oh, I'm... I'm fine, I think the drinks are just... just going to my head a little." "Well, I know a sure way to fix that." Amy said, "Here, sit up and turn your back to me." Amy directed as she twisted to face the slender brunette and ignored the murderous look that Wendy was sending her. When Kelly was sitting up, her back facing her, Amy grabbed a hold of her shoulders and started working the muscles with her strong fingers. After a few seconds Kelly rolled her head slightly and moaned softly. "Oh, that feels wonderful." She let out another soft contented moan. That was exactly the reaction that Amy had been hoping for. "Well then why don't you lie down and let me do it right?" "Um..." she hesitated nervously, then after a moment continued, "Ok, I guess." As she carefully laid out on the bed in front of Amy. Amy looked at the slim body laid out in front of her for a moment. Kelly had lain out with her feet past Amy and had rested her head on Wendy's thigh, using it as a pillow. Wendy had quickly resumed stroking the silky black hair as soon as the girl's cheek had touched her skin. Amy looked into Wendy's eyes and saw the unbridled lust there but also something more, tenderness and caring. Amy realized that Wendy probably had real feelings for this girl and wondered if there was more going on here than she knew about. Amy straddled Kelly's thighs and set her hands to work, rubbing the girl's slender shoulders. She worked her hands down the sides of Kelly's ribs and back up her spine. Slowly, she worked over ever inch of the girls back till Kelly seemed completely relaxed. After a short while small sighs and moans started to escape from Kelly's parted lips. Amy took it as a sign that the girl was enjoying herself and decided to push it a little more. She scooted her ass farther down Kelly's thighs and worked her hands farther down the girls back. When she reached the small of Kelly's back she slowly rubbed her way down the sides of the dark-haired girl's firm hips, down to her thighs. Amy raised her eyes to look at her sister but she didn't look up. Wendy was lost in a sea of lust watching her sister's hands working over the shapely brunette. As Amy watched, Wendy's tongue flicked out to wet her dry lips and she could hear soft little moans coming from her. Amy noticed that Wendy's legs were pressed tightly together and that her hips were rocking back and forth ever so slightly. Amy couldn't contain a small moan of her own when she realized that her sister was getting herself off right in front of her. Wendy looked up when she heard Amy's moan. Their eyes met and Wendy gave her sister a small, dreamy smile. Keeping her eyes locked on Amy's, Wendy slowly raised one hand and cupped her own breast. With her thumb and forefinger she gently pinched her own hard nipple through her tee shirt and rolled it slightly. Wendy couldn't contain the moan that escaped her lips as her eyes rolled up and her head tipped back to thump against the wall. The rocking of her hips increased as her passion built. Amy wondered if her sister would orgasm right in front of her with her clothes still on. With her passion driven even higher by watching her sister, Amy became even bolder. She worked her hands up Kelly's firm thighs to the bottom of her ass. Slowly she worked her way up, a little at a time, occasionally going back to the thighs so it wouldn't seem like she was just fondling Kelly's ass even though that was exactly what she was doing. A little at a time she inched her thumbs farther and farther down between Kelly's thighs, trying to brush her crotch without making it seem intentional. After a minute or two of rubbing the inside of Kelly's thighs just below her pussy and with no apparent reaction from her, Amy decided to push her luck a little more. The next time she slid her hand down, she sipped her thumb under the light shorts Kelly was wearing and ran it firmly down the silky panties covering her delicate womanhood. Amy was glad to feel that the panties were damp; she felt a heady rush of pleasure knowing that Kelly was already turned on too. After just a couple of strokes, Kelly let out another moan. Not a soft sigh of contentment like the others, but a louder more full-throated moan, full of womanly passion. Kelly rocked her hips back and spread her legs a little, giving Amy better access to her sex. It was all the indication Amy needed. She abandoned any pretext of giving Kelly a backrub and started gently stroking the girl's tender pussy through her wet panties. Kelly's mouth opened as she started panting. She started to thrust her hips out more and more, trying to get Amy to stroke her harder. Wendy too had abandoned trying to hide her building passion. She had one hand gripping Kelly's shoulder while her other hand was under her shirt furiously pulling on her nipple. Her hips were thrusting back and forth as she tried to grind her pussy into the mattress, desperate for more pressure to increase her pleasure. Amy was wild with her own passion watching the two beautiful girls getting off right in front of her. She reached over and placed her hand on top of Wendy's where she was clutching Kelly's shoulder. Wendy didn't look up but she hunched her shoulders forward slightly and moaned loudly. At the loud moan, Kelly turned her head so she could look up at Wendy's face. Seeing Wendy in such a state of passion and fondling her own breast was too much for the slender brunette. With a cry of passion Kelly arched her back and came. Her screams of passion filled the small room as she clung to Wendy and her body writhed. Wave after wave of ecstasy coursed through her veins as she moaned and screamed. Amy continued to stroke Kelly's pussy as best she could while the girl writhed and squirmed in her sister's lap. Looking up she saw that Wendy had stopped playing with her own nipple and instead was holding Kelly's head, her hands gripping the long black hair. Wendy's shirt was still pulled up enough to expose one of her heavy breasts and her dark, hard nipple. Unable to resist, Amy leaned over and wrapped her lips around her sister's big nipple, sucking it into her mouth and rolling it around with her tongue. Wendy gasped with the surprise and pleasure of Amy's mouth. Suddenly, it all became too much for Wendy and she cried, "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" With her fingers still gripping Kelly's hair, Wendy spread her own legs and pulled the girls face hard into her crotch desperately grinding herself against Kelly's mouth. Wendy clenched her teeth and groaned "Oh fuuuuuuuck!" as she finally went over the edge. She felt a hot gush between her legs as her pussy convulsed, soaking her panties and shorts with her hot cum as pleasure exploded in every part of her body at the same instant. Her loud scream of ecstasy filled the room as fire and ice coursed through her, burning her and freezing her at the same time. Her vision narrowed down to a single point, the face of Kelly held in her hands between her own legs. As she watched, Kelly opened her mouth licked Wendy's wet shorts, tasting her for the first time. The look of rapture on Kelly's face as she tasted her was too much and with a final surge of ecstasy Wendy cried out, her mind overloaded and she passed out. Wendy's eyes fluttered open after a few minutes and she groaned with the pleasurable afterglow of her orgasm. The warm, heady rush still pulsed pleasantly through her veins as she sat up. The sight that greeted her eyes sent a fresh surge of excitement through her. Amy and Kelly had apparently decided to let her recover and had moved over to her roommate's bed. Amy was lying on her back, wearing nothing but her sheer black panties. Kelly was lying on top of her wearing her tee shirt and panties but missing her shorts. Her firm bottom was stuck slightly up in the air swaying back and forth slightly as her mouth worked away on one of Amy's small pink nipples. Wendy's hand worked its way between her legs as she watched the show. Her fingers slid under her shorts and traced her still very sensitive pussy lips through the thin material of her panties. Her other hand slipped into her shirt and started working on one of her nipples. She tried to be quiet but just couldn't contain the soft moans that came from between her lips when her fingers rolled over her hard nipples. At the sound of her moan, Wendy saw Amy turn and look in her direction. To Wendy's surprise, having her sister watch her while she played with herself didn't embarrass her; in fact, it turned her on even more. She groaned at seeing the dreamy smile on Amy's beautiful face as Kelly's eager tongue worked its way lower, tracing soft wet kisses across her flat stomach. Amy, never taking her eyes off her sister, felt Kelly's soft lips on her stomach as she worked her way slowly down to her wet panties. Biting her lower lip, she watched as Wendy pulled her shirt off over her head, revealing her full, heavy breasts with their large dark nipples. Next Wendy hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts and panties and slid them down in one smooth movement. Amy's breath caught in her throat as Wendy, still sitting on the bed, pulled her feet right up tight to her bottom and spread her knees wide apart giving her a clear view of Wendy's cleanly shaven pussy. Amy had seen her sister naked before, but this was different. This time when she looked at her sister there was not only sisterly love, there was lust and passion there as well. Now the view of her sister's curvaceous body sent storms of longing and a desperate need raging through her. Once she had removed all of her clothes, Wendy looked up at her sister again. Using her middle finger she slowly traced the soft pink folds of her pussy lips while keeping her eyes locked on her sister. The feather-light touch sent ripples of pleasure through her and she had to concentrate on not diving right in and making herself cum right away. There would be plenty of time to cum later she told herself, now is the time to play. She continued her slow teasing of her own cunt for several more minutes while she watched Kelly work her way down Amy's tight stomach and finally to her sheer black panties. Amy let out a little cry of surprised pleasure when Kelly finally kissed her panties right over her clit. The cry turned to a long moan as Kelly's tongue started working away at her pussy through the silky material. Between the slow kisses and licks by Kelly and the lewd show that her sister was putting on, Amy was quickly approaching her first orgasm. Her moans turned into whimpers when Kelly grabbed a hold of her panties and started sliding them down her slender legs, revealing her neatly trimmed patch of soft blond hair. "Oh, please Kelly, I need it. Oooohhhh, please make me cum, baby, please." Amy whimpered as Kelly resumed her slow kisses and licks. She watched as Kelly started at her knees and worked her way slowly, ever so slowly, up to her aching pussy. "Have you ever cum for another girl Amy?" Came the softly spoken question from across the room. Amy looked over to see Wendy, the fingers of her right hand twisting one of her nipples, while the two middle fingers of her left hand were buried all the way inside of her wet pussy. Wendy's breathing was ragged and she looked like she was on the verge of another orgasm. "Is this your first time?" "It's my... my first time with a... with... a girl," came Amy's panting reply. Hearing her sister admit that it was her first time having sex with another girl, pushed Wendy closer to the edge. "Then sit up and watch her... watch Kelly eat... eat your cunt." She managed to gasp out as a spasm of pleasure shot through her body. "It's better when... when you... watch." Wendy's head rolled back against the wall with a hollow thump but she didn't even feel it as the fire between her legs continued to build. She whimpered softly and her eyes slid closed as she went over her own edge into a dark, bottomless pool of ecstasy. Her back arched as a wave of hot pleasure started at her pussy and spread throughout her body in an instant. "Oh God, I'm cumming! Ooooooo fuck!" Amy, following her sister's direction, got up onto her elbows and looked at Kelly's face between her legs. The sight of Kelly's face between her legs was the most erotic thing Amy had ever seen. It felt so naughty to be having sex with another girl but it also felt so right. She had never felt pleasure like she was experiencing right now and every second that went by, the pleasure increased. Kelly's tongue was soft but firm as it worked slowly up and down her swollen slit. The tongue was magic and Amy knew that she couldn't hold out much longer, her release was coming soon, very soon. Tearing her eyes from the mass of Kelly's silky black hair, Amy looked over at Wendy just as the busty blond started to cum again. Amy's eyes were riveted on Wendy's massive breasts as they bounced with each spasm of pleasure. She desperately wanted to go over and wrap her lips around those dark, hard nipples again; she ached to taste her sister's sweet, smooth, soft skin. Lowering her eyes Amy saw her sister plunging her own fingers in and out of her pussy as she cried out with the pleasure. Wendy's fingers glistened and the bed under her was damp with her arousal. Between the moans and cries, Amy could hear the soft liquid noises coming from between Wendy's legs. She longed to lick that wetness, to taste her sister's sex; to drink her sisters cum. Amy watched as Wendy arched her back and cried out again as another orgasm took her. Wendy's cry caused a shudder of lust to run through Amy as she looked back to the pretty brunette between her legs. Kelly's nimble tongue was continuing to work up and down Amy's sensitive lips, avoiding her clit and not plunging deeper inside. Kelly seemed to be purposefully keeping her right on the edge of orgasm and not allowing her to slip over the edge into total rapture. The slim brunette, her tongue still working slowly at Amy's lips, looked up and locked eyes with Amy. Amy didn't think she had ever seen anything so sexy in her life as Kelly's face at that moment. Her dark, slightly slanted eyes were still covered by the small rimless glasses she wore. The glasses made Kelly seem more prim and proper which made the moment seem even more forbidden and naughty. A slow decadent smile spread on Kelly's lips as she said "Wanna taste?" Visiting Big Sis Amy could only nod as Kelly got up on her hands and leaned in, kissing her firmly on the mouth. Amy's nostrils were filled with the strong musky smell of her sex as Kelly's soft lips pressed against hers. Then Kelly slid her tongue into Amy's mouth and she got her first taste of pussy, her pussy. The strong, salty slickness on Kelly's tongue made Amy's head spin with uncontrolled lust and she moaned into Kelly's open mouth. The moan turned into a gasp as one of Kelly's hands found its way up to Amy's hot pussy. With aching slowness, Kelly slid one slender finger deep inside her. At the same time, she started gently rubbing slow circles on Amy's clit with her thumb. At the touch on her sensitive clit, Amy came. Her scream shattered the air of the small room as white-hot passion exploded through her. Her wails of pleasure echoed in the room as the waves of ecstasy rolled in, one after another, as powerful and unstoppable as the tides. Her slim body bucked and writhed on the bed as Kelly continued to kiss her and finger her hot, wet cunt. Amy grasped handfuls of Kelly's long black hair, mashed their lips harder together and sucked fiercely on the brunette's soft tongue. The taste of her own juice on Kelly's lips sent Amy even higher as pleasure she had never even dreamed of coursed through her veins. Over and over she felt the muscles of her pussy contract, trying to grab a hold of Kelly's slender fingers, trying to pull them further inside of her. But every time, Kelly slid them smoothly back out, the feeling sent even more passion into Amy. Kelly broke their kiss and while still fingering Amy's pussy, leaned over as if to whisper in her ear. Amy could feel Kelly's hot breath on her ear as she panted. Finally Kelly said in a breathy whisper, "Did you know I just came with you? You just made me cum, and you didn't even have to touch me. Just watching you made me so hot I came in my panties." The idea the Kelly had just cum with her pushed Amy over the edge one last time. With a final, wild cry of abandon, Amy slipped into blackness. Wendy watched Amy's final climax from across the room. She was sitting quietly, trying to recover from the series of orgasms she had while watching the beautiful brunette go down on the slender blond. She couldn't believe that she was masturbating watching her sister have sex with her roommate. It seemed so wrong in her mind, but it was so incredibly erotic at the same time. Watching Kelly have sex with another woman didn't bother her; in fact it was something she had been dreaming of ever since first meeting her. That beautiful, long dark hair, the slanted eyes, the slim figure and the glasses... oh those glasses, she had always had a thing for a girl in glasses. Those images of Kelly had been in her dreams and fantasies for months and she was overjoyed to finally be getting a chance to realize those dreams. But her sister, that was something all together different. She was confused and a little scared about how something that seemed so wrong could feel so right. Kissing her sister a few hours ago had kindled a fire inside her. Feeling her sister's lips on her nipple while she watched her play with Kelly for the first time had fanned the flames. Seeing her sister's slim body writhe in the throws of passion while having sex with Kelly had turned the fire into a raging inferno deep inside her. That fire raged inside her even now as she looked at Amy's limp body across the room. She knew of only one way to quench that inferno and she desperately wanted to, but she was terrified to try it. Wendy closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the wall while she tried to catch her breath and make sense of her emotions. Her fingers, seemingly of their own free will, continued to work away slowly between her legs. She heard soft little moans filling the silence of the small room. The sound of the soft moans of pleasure sent another warm flush through her and the movements of her hands became more determined. As her hands worked harder, the moans increased. It was then that she realized that the noises were actually coming from her. Wendy felt the bed flex under her as someone climbed on. She opened her eyes just in time to see Kelly's beautiful face leaning in to kiss her. Kelly's dark, slanted eyes were still framed by the small rimless glasses she always wore, but they were full of lust as a small mischievous smile spread on her lips. Wendy's mouth opened slightly as she sucked in a surprised breath. Kelly took full advantage of the parted lips as she planted her own lips firmly over Wendy's and slid her tongue between then. Wendy melted instantly into the passionate kiss with her roommate. She reveled in the feel of Kelly's soft lips and the firm but slightly rough feel of her tongue. She realized then that there was the salty sweet taste of a woman on Kelly's lips. It took Wendy's dazed mind a few moments to realize that it was the taste of her sister's pussy juice. Her eyes snapped open at this realization and she found herself looking right into Kelly's eyes. Kelly sighed as she sat back. "You have no idea how long I've waited to do that." Kelly said with a dreamy smile. Wendy looked at her breathlessly for a moment before asking, "You wanted to kiss me? Really?" "Ever since I first met you, but I... I couldn't..." she trailed off, her cheeks flushed as she looked away. After a second she seemed to get her courage back, "But now I can." She leaned in and kissed Wendy again. Finally, Kelly broke the kiss but only pulled back a few inches. Wendy could feel the delicate Asian girl's hot breath on her cheek as she asked with a mischievous, tight-lipped smile, "How does your sister taste?" Wendy's mouth worked but no words came out. She could still taste the tang of her sister's sex on her lips. Swallowing, Wendy tried again. "Delicious." She said in a breathy whisper. Kelly smiled even wider showing her perfect teeth and said, "I know, but I bet you taste even better. Care to let me do a taste test?" Wendy almost came right then and there at the look of lust in those dark eyes. She couldn't believe that this shy and quiet girl had suddenly become so sexy and self-assured. She had wanted Kelly ever since meeting her, mostly because of her shy, quiet demeanor. But now after seeing this girl's darker, sexier side, she wanted her even more. "Only if I can taste you too," Wendy heard herself say. "If you want to taste me, then you have to strip me first," Kelly told her, that mischievous smile still on her lips. Slowly, as if in a trance, Wendy reached over and almost reverently lifted the light shirt up over Kelly's head. Kelly wore no bra under her shirt and Wendy's mouth watered as she looked at her firm breasts for the first time. Wendy thought that they were the most beautiful things she had ever seen. Perfectly formed, smooth skin topped with small coffee brown nipples. While nowhere near as large as her own heavy breasts, Wendy figured Kelly's would fit nicely into her hands. Leaning forward, Wendy raised her hands up and gently squeezed each of Kelly's firm tits, gently fondling the smooth globes. She marveled at how different they felt than her own breasts; they felt so much firmer than her own which now seemed soft as pillows by comparison. Kelly moved to sit in her lap, facing Wendy with her legs wrapped around her. Wendy was completely mesmerized by the sight before her eyes; she continued to roll the smooth globes in her hands for several minutes before finally pinching the girl's hard little nipples. Kelly, let out a startled gasp of pleasure at the firm pinch on her sensitive nipples. She raised her hands and grabbing Wendy with two handfuls of hair, guided the blonde's pretty face to her stiff, little nipple. "Oh yeah, that's it baby," Kelly cooed softly as Wendy wrapped her lips around the sensitive little nub. Kelly was in heaven as she felt one of Wendy's hands sliding up the inside of her thigh. Her breathing quickened as she felt the fingers tracing her slit through the thin material of her sheer panties. She was shaking with the anticipation by the time she felt Wendy's hands grab a hold of the waistband of her panties. She pulled Wendy's face up to hers and they kissed passionately for another moment before Wendy broke the kiss and whispered into her ear, "I think it's time for that taste test." Wendy slid Kelly's panties off as the slim girl stood up on the bed. She was a little shocked but at the same time excited to see Kelly completely shaven between her legs but what startled her speechless were the two small tattoos, one on either side of her sex, right where her thighs met her hips. Wendy stared at the two small red and green oriental dragons curling their way down from her hips to within an inch or two of her slit, they made Kelly seem more exotic. "What do you think?" Kelly asked as she looked down. Rather than answer, Wendy raised a finger to gently trace one of the dragons. She was pleased at the way Kelly twitched and shivered at the light touch. Running her fingers over the head of one of the dragons, Wendy saw that the beast had its long forked tongue out as if it was trying to get a taste of Kelly's pussy. She decided that maybe the dragon had the right idea. Leaning forward she placed a gentle kiss on the head of each dragon. Kelly sucked in a shuddering breath through her teeth as she placed her hands on the wall for support. The feel of Wendy's soft lips on her skin was electric and it took all her willpower to keep from reaching down, grabbing Wendy's face and forcing her lips to her aching pussy. Finally after a few more soft kisses she felt the tip of Wendy's tongue take a long, slow lick of her pussy. She gasped with the sensation, like lightning striking her pussy and shooting straight up to her head. Kelly's gasp became a series of long, loud moans as Wendy started to work on her pussy in earnest. She felt Wendy's arms wrap around her thighs and her hands grasp her ass as the blond held tight in order to work her tongue deeper inside. Kelly's hips were rocking back and forth, as her passion climbed ever higher. Her teeth ground together and her eyes were screwed shut as her fingernails cut scratches into the paint on the wall. Wendy was in a sea of euphoria as her tongue slid in and out of the slender brunette. Kelly's musky sent filled her nostrils as the tangy taste of the girl's sex filled her mouth. She tipped her head back and looked up at the face of her lover. Wendy reveled in the look of profound delight on Kelly's beautiful face. The labored breathing and the loud moans were the most erotic things she could ever remember hearing. She could feel Kelly's pussy tightening more and more with every thrust of her tongue and knew that the girl couldn't hold out much longer. Soon Kelly would go over the edge into bliss. Wendy, wanting desperately to share the orgasm with Kelly, was furiously grinding her own hips into the bunched up linens under her bottom. She could feel each soft fold of fabric as it slid over her lips, increasing her excitement. She couldn't hold out much longer either. With a shock, Wendy felt something brush against her thigh and then a hand caress her pussy. Twisting her head so as not to loose contact with Kelly's heat, Wendy tried to look. She caught a brief glimpse of Amy, kneeling on the floor, leaning over the bed. She had one hand between her own legs and the other was caressing Wendy's needy sex. Amy's pretty face was between Wendy's legs, just inches from her pussy. She saw her sister smile wickedly then push two fingers into Wendy's dripping cunt. Wendy's mind reeled in confusing sensations as ecstasy surged through her. It seemed so wrong to let her sister do that, but she couldn't hold back the loud moan of pleasure that escaped her at the feel of Amy's fingers inside her. Just as Wendy's mind tried to sort out what her body was feeling, Kelly came. With a screaming cry, Kelly's climax took her. Her body bucked as her back arched. The scream turned into a long, drawn out cry, and then another and another as waves of passion broke inside her. Wendy was surprised by the sudden surge of Kelly's slick, musky juice. The hot juice covered her chin as she tried to lick it all up, savoring every drop. Feeling Kelly cum in her hands finally sent Wendy over the edge as well, and with a moan that was muffled by Kelly's soft pussy, she came. Feeling her sister's fingers inside her only added to the power of her climax. Her hands clutched Kelly's firm bottom as her back arched, lifting her ass off the bed. As fire burned through her body, she felt her sister's hand replaced by her face. Wendy lost her grip on Kelly's ass and fell to the bed as another explosion of sensations surged through her. She cried out with lust at the feel of her sister's soft tongue invading her tight, wet cunt. Her mind said it was wrong but she no longer cared, she couldn't stop her body from responding to the stimulation and she was desperate for the pleasure to continue. Her body bucked and bounced on the bed as peak after peak raced through her. Her wild cries of passion filled the small room as joy she never dreamed of inundated her. She suddenly realized that Kelly was lying down next to her, suckling one of her nipples. She could feel Kelly's firm legs wrapped around her own thigh as the slender brunette rode her, smearing slippery juices over her heated skin. Wendy looked down to see Amy's beautiful face still working between her legs. When Amy looked up, Wendy could feel herself being drawn into those incredibly dark eyes. The lust she saw in those dark pools shocked her. "Amy... again... please... I'm so... I'm so close... again..." Wendy stammered out between moans. Amy pulled her face back just enough to speak, "Me too." Wendy grabbed a handful of Kelly's hair, "Oh, Kelly... please... cum with us! Cum with me!" She cried out as her orgasm hit her like an avalanche. The other girls, as if taking their cue from Wendy, came at the same time. The room was filled with the musky sent of womanly sex and the lusty cries of womanly love. The girls clung to each other as they rode out the waves of their lust fulfilled. Their bodies writhed as they rode out the storm of ecstasy in each other's arms. Finally completely exhausted, they collapsed on the bed together. Wendy was in the middle with Kelly snuggled up on one side, Amy on the other. She couldn't remember ever feeling more satisfied or happy in her life. As she was just drifting off to sleep she heard Amy ask softly, "So what are we going to do tomorrow?"