My Little Sister Sarah
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“You have a sister,” she said matter-of-factly.
“What?” she exclaimed, as her heart began racing while beads of sweat rimmed her brow.
“Yes, according to our records, you have a sister… a twin,” the clerk continued in the same dead pan tone of voice.
As she turned away from the counter and walked aimlessly toward the elevator, her mind raced through all the probabilities, potential problems and consequences. She hadn’t counted on this. What would she do now? Should she go on with it? How would she go on with it?
It had been a long year of frustration. Kellie had been through every process that lay before her in what at times, seemed to be a vain attempt to track down her birth mother.
After a long process around the law, she had managed to gain access to her records.
Kellie had been brought up in a wonderful home filled with love, affection and all the material things that she could have asked for. Her father was a pilot in the USAF and her mum had easily adapted to the nomadic lifestyle of a service man. Moving every few years to another posting, and having to get used to new schools and the friends that went along with it, didn’t seem to hinder or weaken the bond that the family had binding them together.
She had been adopted into a family with two other children, each younger than she was. Gordon, two years younger, was a brother who had been a good friend and still acted as her protector. Gail, four years her junior, followed her around like a lost puppy and was forever mimicking her, but in an envious rather than a mocking way.
Although small in stature, Kellie was a feisty individual. Her physical appearance always belied her character, which sometimes took people who dealt with her by surprise.
Barely weighing 120 lbs at 5 feet, 5 inches tall, she possessed very fine features which included thin but very well defined lips that seemed to come together at the top like a heart. She sported beautiful, silky, light brown hair that hung down well below her shoulders. Her best attributes by far though, were baby doll ears, a small cute little nose and satiny brown eyes that sparkled whenever she smiled.
With everything going her way, Kellie still wasn’t content. As she matured, she became more single minded, constantly feeling that there was something missing from her life. So the day she turned eighteen, without anyone in her family knowing what she was doing, she set about to find out who her real mother was.
It had been a long and frustrating journey, filled with road blocks, dead ends and disappointments along the way. She went from one government office to another, spent hours online checking out various web sites and generally just exhausted every avenue open to her. Her perseverance and determination led her to this day and this institution, where she not only discovered her mother had died five years ago but that she now had a sister living in Oregon, a twin sister at that.
That night, lying in bed, a plan started to ferment in her head. She would leave without saying anything to anyone. She had saved a fair amount over the past few years with summer employment and after school jobs. Now since she was finished with school, she would take the money, head out for Oregon and whatever it took, she was going to find her long lost twin sister.
Having made her decision, a kind of calm overtook her, along with an odd, excited arousal. As she innocently brushed her hand over her breast, she noticed that the nipple was firm and erect. With her mind not really focused, she began massaging her breast. After a few seconds, she realized that she was indeed becoming fully aroused and began thoroughly enjoying the sensations coming from deep within her genital area. As the burning feeling grew more intense between her legs, she brought her other hand down; pulling her night gown up, she began to explore herself. Masturbating was not new to her, as she had enjoyed it every so often over the past few years, but tonight for some reason it felt not only different but somehow much more intense. She was not so intent on reaching an orgasm as she was just reveling in the effect it had on her whole body.
Very slowly, she ran her fingers over the outer folds of her vagina. Then she ran both hands down along her inner thighs, enjoying the smooth silkiness of the soft skin. Bringing her hands back up, she experienced the tingling sensation of her fingers lightly playing with the sensitive skin between her labia and anus. Tracing her finger from the very edge of her anus, she feathered her touch to the bottom of her pussy. Feeling the moisture accumulating on the edge of her lips as her arousal rose, she wet her fingers in it and started massaging her clitoris ever so slowly in a circular motion.
Playing with her little hood, she increased the speed and pressure on herself. Her breathing increased to a rapid rate. She was aware that she was gasping and softly moaning, and while she also was aware of her brother just next door who was likely to hear, the intensity of her arousal was such that she couldn’t maintain the control she had been enjoying. Faster… more… ah… ah… With a final gasp, she brought herself to an explosive orgasm as her knees locked and her back arched high above the mattress.
She lay absolutely still in complete exhaustion for a few seconds. Then, smoothing out the bed covers and pulling her nightie down, she began to wonder what tomorrow would hold for her. A few moments later she turned over on her side and within a few minutes was sound asleep.
As the bus turned off route 5 and headed for the station on Pearl St. in Eugene, Oregon, Kellie stirred. It had been an uneventful but nevertheless arduous trek across the country. Sitting and sleeping on a Greyhound bus for three days and three nights was not the easiest thing to endure. Especially when, having to share a seat with a six year old eating everything from ice cream to toffee apples for six hours. Hopefully it would turn out to be the best $219 she had ever invested.
*
As she collected her bags and disembarked the vehicle, the bright summer sun caused her to blink and shield her eyes. She had made arrangements to stay at a rooming house on West 11 th Avenue, which was only a few blocks from the depot, but nevertheless she elected to take a taxi.
After getting settled in and freshening up, she sat outside on the steps watching the cars and people going up and down the street.
“How do I start?” she asked herself.
At the records office in Baltimore they had told her of a baby being adopted by a Mr. and Mrs. Swithson who, at the time, were living in Eugene. Even that was hard to come by as that information was not, legally, readily available. So after eighteen years, the likelihood of them still being here was pretty slim at best.
Where would she start? The only thing she had going for her was the fact that, being a twin, chances were she would recognize her if she ever found her. Kellie left the steps and started walking down the street thinking, “What should I do now? How should I go about this?” Then the thought struck her. “I know, I’ll go to all the high schools and see if anyone recognizes me.”
That was exactly what she did, but even that was no easy task. She discovered there were nine high schools in and around Eugene. So she started with the first, Wellsprings, because it was the closest to her rooming house; she had no luck. Then, after three exhausting days of hitting the sidewalks and wandering around seven other educational institutions, she walked into South Eugene High School.
She walked into the main office, ready to ask the same question she had used in all the other schools: to ask for some information about the school for a nephew whose family were moving to Eugene next summer. Unexpectedly, upon eying Kellie, the lady behind the counter jumped up and said with great excitement, “My word Sissy, what in heavens name are you doing back here?”
Quickly, spying the name plate on her desk, Kellie answered back, “Oh hi, Mrs. Bevens. I’m awfully sorry to bother you but I need my transcript. I’m applying to another college and unfortunately I’ve mislaid the one I had. You know me, old scatterbrain myself.”
“Oh dearie me, sweetheart,” she exclaimed. “That wouldn’t be any trouble at all. Here just let me dig it out and make a photocopy of it for you.” At that, the joyful Mrs. Bevens strode over to the large bank of filing cabinets against the wall and while humming a little tune to herself, extracted a large beige folder and proceeded to photocopy all the records that were needed.
As Kellie walked out of the office, after profusely thanking the jovial Mrs. Bevens, she couldn’t wait to get to a spot where she could stop, relax and access the file to see what it held in store for her. Finally, she found a bench just by the bus stop and sat down. With trembling hands she tore open the envelope. Her eyes went immediately to the top of the transcript and there it was in bold print, “Sarah ‘Sissy’ Swithson”, 148 8 th Ave. Eugene, OR.
Kellie couldn’t stop her heart from racing. Her hands were still shaking and they became all sweaty with the thought of holding in her hands the key to where finally a long lost twin might be found. The depth of it was more than she could fathom.
“I’ll wait until tomorrow,” she thought. “I’ll look up the address tonight and think about how I’m going to go about this. I can’t believe I’ve actually got this far.”
All manner of thoughts were racing through her head. “What will I say to her, if in fact I get to meet her? What will she be like? Will she like me? Oh my God, what if she turns out to be some horrible person and I don’t like her?”
All these questions and doubts were playing over in her mind as she rode the bus back to her lodgings. For obvious reasons, Kellie didn’t sleep a wink that night. Even masturbating didn’t bring any kind of relief. She tossed and turned and every half hour would look at the clock and break out into a sweat.
In the morning Kellie left her apartment, and as she walked to the bus stop she still hadn’t decided whether to just show up at the door or to phone first to test the waters. Finally the decision was made. She would just take the bull by the horns, show up, hope she was there and see what transpired.
So on a beautiful sunny, but cool, fall day, with the smell of the coming winter in the air, eighteen year old Kellie Thompson walked through the autumn leaves that had fallen from nearby trees and were now scattered on the sidewalk. She marched up to a strange door and had absolutely no idea how what was behind that door would change her life forever.
After ringing the bell, she stood like a mannequin, neither breathing nor moving. With so many uncertainties racing through her mind, the door opened. There before her, apart from the different mode of dress, stood the mirror image of herself.
The image froze. Her knees buckled, her eyes rolled back and she just crumpled.
“Oh no!” Kellie shouted. She reached out to grab her sister, and managed to hold on before she completely hit the floor. With one arm around her waist and the other around her shoulder, she was just able to lift her from the doorway into the hallway. Within a matter of seconds, Sarah started coming to. As she opened her eyes to take in her surroundings, she focused on Kellie, and in barely a whisper uttered, “W-w-who are you? What just happened?”
“Oh God, Sarah I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to frighten you. I-I-I know I should have called first,” Kellie stammered.
“But who are you and why… why do you… how do you look just like me?”
“I know this is going to sound weird and be really hard to grasp,” Kellie continued, “But I’m your sister, your twin sister.”
“What?” Sarah screamed, becoming very agitated. “How can you be, that’s impossible!”
“Oh Sarah, please forgive me for scaring and bursting in on you like this, but I have so much I want to… I have to tell you.”
With those opening words, Kellie managed to calm Sarah down and convince her that she was indeed her sister. They left the house and went for a long walk, ending up in the park just across from the Willamette River. There they found a bench and, over the course of a couple of hours, began the long process of getting to know each other.
*
It wasn’t long before they became fast friends and decided to move in together. Sarah, who was known by the nick name of Sissy, was in the process of moving out of her parents' home, so it seemed the most logical thing to do. They found a certain kinship with each other and within a couple of months were as comfortable with each other as if they had lived together all their lives.
It began very slowly and innocently, but eventually they started to exhibit a very intimate affection for each other. Little pecks on the cheek, a squeeze here, a hug there. One evening, as Sissy was in the kitchen putting on an apron, Kellie came up behind her and grabbing the ties, said, “Here, let me do that for you.”
She then crossed the ties in the back and bringing them forward put her arms around Sissy’s waist. As she tied the bow in front, she bent her head forward and kissed her sister on the neck with a long open mouthed kiss that caused Sissy to exclaim, “Oh Kellie, I do love you, you know.”
To which Kellie replied, “I know you do sweetie and I love you too.”
Later that evening, Sissy was relaxing in a hot bath when her sister entered the bathroom.
Seeing her, Sissy looked up and said, “Be a dear and scrub my back will you?”
Kellie looked down and smiled at what she saw.
“Mmm,” she thought to herself. “She’s completely shaved, just like me. What a sweet little pussy.”
Without saying anything, Kellie got down on her knees beside the tub and picking up the soap, began to rub her back.
Lathering up the soap between her hands, she started to rub around the back of Sissy’s neck. Slowly she massaged the nape of her neck, working her way across to each shoulder. Pushing her head forward with one hand, she used the other soapy hand to caress the small of her sister’s back.
“Oh Kellie, that feels so wonderful,” Sissy purred.
At that, Kellie worked her hands around to the tender skin of her belly, then bringing her hand up slowly, caressed the bottom of a breast.
That caused Sissy to softly moan, “M… mm… ah.“
As Kellie gently squeezed the soft flesh, she tweaked her nipple every so lovingly.
As she continued to rub the warm silky soap over each breast in turn, Sissy looked up into Kellie’s eyes. They held each other with their eyes locked. At that moment there was an unbreakable bond between them and they each knew that they were not only sisters inseparable, but soon would be lovers as well.
As Sissy closed her eyes to savour the moment, Kellie reached down further and taking one of Sissy’s feet out of the water, began with both hands to caress her foot. She lovingly held it in one hand while she worked her soapy fingers in and around the toes. Rubbing, squeezing, massaging in between and around the toes, Kellie managed to entice her into an erotic trance.
Stopping and picking up the soap to get more lather on her hand, Kellie picked up the other foot and repeated the same sensual working of her foot and toes. Kneading the skin and muscle to create a sense of euphoria in Sissy, she slowly worked her way up the inside of her leg. Slowly and deliberately, Kellie used her hand to tease and titillate her sister. Reaching the top of her leg, she manipulated her fingers around the outside vaginal lips, which at this point were tingling with anticipation.
“Oh Kellie… oh mm… mm…“ Sissy purred.
As Sissy’s breathing became louder and came in shorter gasps, Kellie worked her fingers over the entire area, finally settling on her clitoris. Slipping a finger in between her swollen lips, she worked the throbbing flesh beneath her pelvic bone, bringing Sissy almost to frenzy. As the warm water as well as the finger entered her body, Sissy let out a loud gasp. At this point, with the promise of an orgasm to come, Sissy was holding on to the edge of the tub with all her might and almost shouting, “Yes, yes, oh Kellie… I’m coming… I’m… yes… yeeesss!”
Lifting her hand from the water, Kellie held Sissy’s cheek and with her other arm around her shoulder, turned her head toward her, bent down and tenderly kissed her on the lips.
As she released the bond, Sissy whispered, “Oh Kellie, I love you so much.”
To which Kellie responded, “And I love you too, my sweet lovely sister.”
Helping her out of the tub, Kellie reached for a towel and gently wrapped it around her wet, shivering body. Sissy didn’t shake from the cold so much as from the emotions that coursed through her body, emotions of affection and new found love that caused her to tremble.
Holding her tightly in the towel, Kellie led her to the bedroom. Advancing to the bed, she adroitly pulled the covers down, delicately deposited her still shaking sister in the bed then pulled the sheets and comforter over her. Kellie then undressed herself,To continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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