Michael Smith - Siblings

"But I don't know how to- to get myself off. I've tried just rubbing it – I mean, I…" She was admitting to more than she had intended but Alex laughed and squeezed her shoulder encouragingly.

"Well, I can take care of that! Scoot up here, Patty…" Alex pushed herself backwards, against the brass headboard and put her legs straight out in front of her. "Over here, next to me." She put her hand flat on the bed beside her.

Patty hesitated again for a long second, then turned and crawled over next to Alex – who moved over an inch so the entire length of their flanks were pressed warmly together. Alex brushed the instep of her right foot against the sole of Patty's left. Patty's toes curled over.

"Now, follow me…" My sister arched her back slightly and cupped her breasts in her hands, massaging and tugging at her nipples. She took a deep breath of enjoyment. "Think of someone whose hands you want to imagine on your body."

Patty followed her example, almost over-balancing when she arched her back. Her nipples were pink little buttons, much smaller than Alex's, but they also rose under the friction of her fingertips.

"I've done this before, too," Patty sighed, "but it feels different this time. It must be because we're doing it together." They continued stroking themselves almost in unison for several minutes, and their breathing grew heavier.

"Alex,… this doesn't mean we're, uh, lesbians, does it?"

My sister threw her head back and laughed. "No, of course not! You're a dear, sweet girl, Patty – but you're not the person I'm daydreaming about right now, I guarantee!" I hoped I knew who*was* in her daydream.

"Now, move your hands where you want your dream-lover to put his hands. Remember, they aren't*your* hands right now – they're his."

She moved her own hands smoothly down her sides, down her upper legs, then back up the insides of her thighs. Her skin was beginning to flush lightly wherever her hands passed. Patty copied her movements and her eyelids fluttered as her imagination replaced the touch of her palms with someone else's.

"Patty, you wouldn't believe whose hands I'm feeling on me right now…" Alex shifted her gaze directly at me and smiled provocatively.

She spread her legs wide apart, sliding the left one under Patty's. Patty bent her knees and took a similar position. Both girl's pussies were open to me, though only one of them knew it, and the sight of two such lovely bodies being systematically aroused was almost more than I could stand.

My cock had grown thick and erect, but I couldn't jerk off or even unzip my cutoffs, for fear Patty would hear the sound. I had to be content with hiking up one leg of my shorts enough to expose the head of my cock, which I squeezed and massaged as quietly as I could.

At Alex's lead, the girls had both hands in their crotches now, stroking their labia between their fingers and reaching far back to tease their assholes with an occasional light touch.

Alex nudged Patty to get her attention. "Getting juicy?" she breathed.

"Oh, yes…!" Patty's head was leaning partly on Alex's shoulder.

Alex thrust two fingers up into her vagina and brought them out dripping with aromatic wetness. She began to slide her shining fingers slowly up and down her clit, which already resembled a tiny red cock.

Patty took more time with her fingers, moving them in and out of her cunt, experiencing probably for the first time the internal friction. Then she also moved her attention to her clit. Her breath began to rasp, as her fingers moved faster.

"No, Patty! Take your time – stop for a moment if you have to! Make it last and last… You've heard about boys who are virgins, who just stick it in and come immediately? They don't know how to pace themselves and it's over too quickly."

Patty obediently slowed her pace and even turned her head on Alex's shoulder to watch my sister's technique. Alex was doing slow rings and figure-eights with two fingertips around her clit, returning to her cunt at intervals for additional lubricant. She had done this many times and knew exactly how to sustain her own arousal.

Patty returned to her own rising passion, but using more control this time. A few minutes later, Alex began making low animal sounds in her throat and bent her head back. Her fingertips were racing around the tip and shaft of her clit, now. Then she caught her breath, jerked slightly several times, and then relaxed with a sigh. She stretched her legs out without removing her hand and simply sat quietly for a few moments in the afterglow of her climax.

My own legs were trembling so badly I had to go carefully down on one knee to keep from falling.

But Patty had stopped her finger-work, engrossed in her friend's orgasm. Alex looked down at her with a smile. She withdrew her hand from between her legs; her fingers were wet and shiny. She raised her hand casually and traced the moisture from her fingers across Patty's upper lip.

"You want to know what it's really all about, Patty? Inhale deeply. That smell will drive a guy completely out of his mind."

Hell, I could identify that particular pungent aroma all the way out in the hall. I had brought several girls to a climax by masturbating them, and they all smelled different. And I knew my sister's scent best of all.

Then Alex became aware that Patty had stalled out. She was flushed with sexual arousal but she'd lost her way and her fingers were moving almost mechanically. Her lips were compressed in frustration; she'd climbed almost to the top of the ladder but she couldn't quite make the last step.

Alex put one arm around her shoulders and pulled her down flat on her back on the bed and propped herself on an elbow. "I'll help you, Patty, you're almost there, you just need a boost to climb over the top…"

Alex covered Patty's motionless hand and her whole pubic mound with her own hand and began moving the two in a pattern together. After a minute, as Patty's respiration rate began to increase again, Alex slid her hand under Patty's and took control of the blonde's pussy. Patty's eyes were closed tightly; she may have thought it was her own fingers that were back in action. Alex dipped her fingers into Patty's cunt for more lubrication and went to work at the base of her shaft, gradually moving toward the tip.

I don't believe she planned what happened next. It was just the appropriate sexual thing to do, I think. My sister looked down at Patty's head lying on her arm and smiled, and kissed her full on the lips.

Patty's mouth reached up eagerly and returned the kiss, and she made little sounds of excitement. She was so far out of it, I think she believed it was her daydream she was kissing. Her eyes never opened. Alex raised her head as her friend's pelvis and legs jerked uncontrollably several times. Then a brief spasm shook her whole body as she gasped and opened her mouth and curled her tongue. A final extended moan escaped her lips and then all her muscles seemed to relax at once and she lay loosely.

Alex combed Patty's hair back out of her eyes with her fingers. The other girl had beads of sweat over her breasts and belly and she was still panting. "God, I didn't know… it could feel… like that…"

She turned over on her side to face Alex, who was propped on her elbow again. I knew my sister wasn't going to mention the kiss. Let Patty think it was her imagination. I felt the wetness oozing down my leg; I had climaxed uncontrollably during that kiss.

There were teardrops on Patty's lashes again, but this time for a very different reason. Her first orgasm had opened up a whole new world for her, a new self-image and new possibilities. And she realized it, too, because she slid both arms around Alex, her face pressed between my sister's breasts, and hugged her tightly.

Alex held her closely and stroked her back, then put one leg gently over her hip. Patty's reaction was automatic. She slipped her thigh between Alex's and pressed it snugly up against her crotch. They lay together like that for perhaps five minutes, each floating back down to earth.