Twin Sister Delights Chapter 1 The Slut Coaches the Twin Sisters
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Samantha looked up the length of her sisters, writhing body and smiled against the sopping warmth pressed to her face. Even in the gloom of her parked car, Samantha could tell Hannah was flushed. Her eyes were screwed shut, and one of Hannah's hands tweaked at her exposed nipple while the other was hooked in Samantha's long blonde hair. She was positively twitching with pleasure, and Samantha couldn't have been more satisfied. She flicked her tongue sharply and was rewarded with an equally sharp kick of Hannah's foot, perched up on the front seat's headrest.
"Ooh God!" Hannah gasped as she bucked her hips. "Samantha! Samantha! Oh Jess! Uugh...ah...! Fuck! Oh fuck! Oh! Oh! ...yes! Jesus fucking...! Again, again!" Samantha did it again. "God! Aaaah! Ah! Ah!"
Hannah was about to climax. Samantha knew the signs, craved them, and did the only reasonable thing once they showed...she slowed down. She worked her mouth carefully to maintain pleasure but quell Hannah's storming reactions. Eventually she moved away from the target area entirely, and instead kissed and nibbled at her sister's thighs and hips, at her naval, at the soft smooth mound just below it, at any place she could reach from her position on her knees save for the one that really mattered. Hannah's chest was heaving, and her hand moved to massage herself where Samantha would not.
"No, no," Samantha muttered, and gently moved the hand away.
She continued kissing strategic circles around Hannah's legs, while Hannah played at her own breast all the more vigorously. She attempted to touch herself once more, and was again deflected by Samantha. So Hannah placed her hand in her mouth to still it. At last Samantha began playing between Hannah legs with her own fingers. Slowly, but the sensation of being touched again obviously had a strong effect on Hannah. She began panting around the hand in her mouth, and her grip on Samantha's hair tightened. Samantha nibbled methodically just next to her sister's pelvic bone as she worked her fingers, and gazed up at Hannah's face with passionate blue eyes. She began moving her hand faster against Hannah, and inside her. Hannah bit hard on her fist and moaned. Samantha could see sweat beginning to bead on Hannah's cheeks and nose, and she made her move.
With lightening quickness she moved her hand and replaced it with her mouth once more. She worked furiously and tactically, and the reaction from Hannah was a near-scream.
"Oh fuck! Aah! Aah! Aah! Holy shit! Samantha! Ooh! Uuuuughoh god! Sam! I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming!"
She came.
Smiling broadly, Samantha sat up on the car seat next to Hannah. She wiped at her mouth the back of her hand, but when that proved inadequate she produced a laced handkerchief from the cleavage of her dress and dabbed at her face with it.
Regarding the amount of wetness that came away onto the cloth, Samantha turned to Hannah and remarked, "Not bad, then?"
Hannah had no answer other than to look at Samantha with wide, happy eyes. She was still somewhat sprawled, having failed to even lower her leg from the headrest. She was sweating, and what little clothing she still wore was bunched and damp. Hannah was an utter mess—and utterly content.
"That was fantastic," she breathed.
"I have been practicing," Samantha said, stuffing her handkerchief back into her bosom.
"Oh really? Practicing with who, pray tell?"
"A very charming and lovely young woman. You know her well. She has gorgeous blonde hair and perfect, pale skin, not to mention the most alluring curves to ever fill out a black dress."
"Our little sister, Katie?"
"Myself, you depraved hussy!"
"Wow," Hannah chuckled as she at last repositioned herself to sit normally. "You must be flexible."
"I practiced the general concepts rather than the specific technique. Although truth to tell, I did indeed put my flexibility to the test, although the results were, of course, several inches short of remarkable."
"Aww. Well, keep up the yoga, sis—you'll get there someday. But in the meantime, I guess you're just going to have to accept some outside help..."
Hannah slinked her arms around Samantha's neck and began kissing softly behind her ear. Samantha shuttered excitedly, and wriggled slightly on the seat as her body began to warm. Such heat was obvious to Hannah as she swung her leg around and straddled Samantha's lap. Their lips met, and Samantha couldn't help but to tweak at Hannah's still bare nipple as their tongues danced together in a slippery tango. Hannah began unbuttoning the front of Samantha's dress and exposed the creamy swell of her breasts, still bound by a black bra. Pulling back from their kiss, Hannah plucked Samantha's handkerchief from the bra and, grinning devilishly, began sucking on the still-moist fabric.
"Oh, you are depraved..." Samantha whispered.
Hannah winked at her and slid downwards off her sister's lap onto the floor of the car. Smacking her lips theatrically, she flipped up the skirt of Samantha's dress and began kissing a path up the inside of her smooth thighs. Yet just as Hannah's lips began to graze the crotch of her panties, Samantha reached down and lifted her chin.
"What do you think you are doing?" Samantha said lightly.
Hannah cocked her brow. "Unless I'm completely wrong about the little oral performance you just gave me, then I do believe it's your turn, sweet sister."
"No, I do not get a turn. What I did was a gift to you. A reward for your wonderful gymnastics moves earlier this evening."
"Oh c'mon, it was just a little practice-"
"That you were wonderful doing."
"-and you already gave me flowers. Roses at that! Where'd you get that kind of cash?"
"I worked an extra chores for dad. I intended to buy you a necklace as well, but my funds ran dry. Hence the back seat, front door exuberance."
"My point is, I hardly deserved the flowers, much less a good tongue lashing."
"I will be the judge of you deserve, my dearest sister." Samantha caressed Hannah's cheek and strocked her long blonde hair. "And I say you deserve the Earth and the sky, and all the pleasures that they contain."
Hannah smiled warmly and crawled up from the floor to hug Samantha tight. She sniffled against Samantha's shoulder as a pair of stray tears trickled from her eyes.
"I love you, sis," she said. "I really, really love you."
"Mmm, and I love you sis, " Samantha said. "You are my star..."
After several moments, Hannah pulled away and began to reluctantly redress. Samantha fetched her handkerchief and stuffed it back inside her bra before buttoning her dress closed. Once Hannah was dressed, both girls slipped into the front seats of the car. Samantha started the engine and pulled back onto the main road nearby. As they drove through the night towards home, Hannah took her rose bouquet from the dashboard and breathed in the strong, sweet scent of the crimson flowers. She reached over and grasped Samantha's hand.
"Y'know," she said, "you're not getting out of getting fucked that easily."
"I hope not," Samantha replied. "I intended the roadside entertainment only as a generous precursor to the evening's activities. Have no doubt that as soon as I get you in bed, I will be glad to accept any and all favors you wish to bestow upon me."
"You sure you can handle it? 'Cause you better believe I'm gonna favor your brains out."
"I would not have it any other way," Samantha breathed as she pulled into the driveway.
"Ooh God!" Hannah gasped as she bucked her hips. "Samantha! Samantha! Oh Jess! Uugh...ah...! Fuck! Oh fuck! Oh! Oh! ...yes! Jesus fucking...! Again, again!" Samantha did it again. "God! Aaaah! Ah! Ah!"
Hannah was about to climax. Samantha knew the signs, craved them, and did the only reasonable thing once they showed...she slowed down. She worked her mouth carefully to maintain pleasure but quell Hannah's storming reactions. Eventually she moved away from the target area entirely, and instead kissed and nibbled at her sister's thighs and hips, at her naval, at the soft smooth mound just below it, at any place she could reach from her position on her knees save for the one that really mattered. Hannah's chest was heaving, and her hand moved to massage herself where Samantha would not.
"No, no," Samantha muttered, and gently moved the hand away.
She continued kissing strategic circles around Hannah's legs, while Hannah played at her own breast all the more vigorously. She attempted to touch herself once more, and was again deflected by Samantha. So Hannah placed her hand in her mouth to still it. At last Samantha began playing between Hannah legs with her own fingers. Slowly, but the sensation of being touched again obviously had a strong effect on Hannah. She began panting around the hand in her mouth, and her grip on Samantha's hair tightened. Samantha nibbled methodically just next to her sister's pelvic bone as she worked her fingers, and gazed up at Hannah's face with passionate blue eyes. She began moving her hand faster against Hannah, and inside her. Hannah bit hard on her fist and moaned. Samantha could see sweat beginning to bead on Hannah's cheeks and nose, and she made her move.
With lightening quickness she moved her hand and replaced it with her mouth once more. She worked furiously and tactically, and the reaction from Hannah was a near-scream.
"Oh fuck! Aah! Aah! Aah! Holy shit! Samantha! Ooh! Uuuuughoh god! Sam! I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming!"
She came.
Smiling broadly, Samantha sat up on the car seat next to Hannah. She wiped at her mouth the back of her hand, but when that proved inadequate she produced a laced handkerchief from the cleavage of her dress and dabbed at her face with it.
Regarding the amount of wetness that came away onto the cloth, Samantha turned to Hannah and remarked, "Not bad, then?"
Hannah had no answer other than to look at Samantha with wide, happy eyes. She was still somewhat sprawled, having failed to even lower her leg from the headrest. She was sweating, and what little clothing she still wore was bunched and damp. Hannah was an utter mess—and utterly content.
"That was fantastic," she breathed.
"I have been practicing," Samantha said, stuffing her handkerchief back into her bosom.
"Oh really? Practicing with who, pray tell?"
"A very charming and lovely young woman. You know her well. She has gorgeous blonde hair and perfect, pale skin, not to mention the most alluring curves to ever fill out a black dress."
"Our little sister, Katie?"
"Myself, you depraved hussy!"
"Wow," Hannah chuckled as she at last repositioned herself to sit normally. "You must be flexible."
"I practiced the general concepts rather than the specific technique. Although truth to tell, I did indeed put my flexibility to the test, although the results were, of course, several inches short of remarkable."
"Aww. Well, keep up the yoga, sis—you'll get there someday. But in the meantime, I guess you're just going to have to accept some outside help..."
Hannah slinked her arms around Samantha's neck and began kissing softly behind her ear. Samantha shuttered excitedly, and wriggled slightly on the seat as her body began to warm. Such heat was obvious to Hannah as she swung her leg around and straddled Samantha's lap. Their lips met, and Samantha couldn't help but to tweak at Hannah's still bare nipple as their tongues danced together in a slippery tango. Hannah began unbuttoning the front of Samantha's dress and exposed the creamy swell of her breasts, still bound by a black bra. Pulling back from their kiss, Hannah plucked Samantha's handkerchief from the bra and, grinning devilishly, began sucking on the still-moist fabric.
"Oh, you are depraved..." Samantha whispered.
Hannah winked at her and slid downwards off her sister's lap onto the floor of the car. Smacking her lips theatrically, she flipped up the skirt of Samantha's dress and began kissing a path up the inside of her smooth thighs. Yet just as Hannah's lips began to graze the crotch of her panties, Samantha reached down and lifted her chin.
"What do you think you are doing?" Samantha said lightly.
Hannah cocked her brow. "Unless I'm completely wrong about the little oral performance you just gave me, then I do believe it's your turn, sweet sister."
"No, I do not get a turn. What I did was a gift to you. A reward for your wonderful gymnastics moves earlier this evening."
"Oh c'mon, it was just a little practice-"
"That you were wonderful doing."
"-and you already gave me flowers. Roses at that! Where'd you get that kind of cash?"
"I worked an extra chores for dad. I intended to buy you a necklace as well, but my funds ran dry. Hence the back seat, front door exuberance."
"My point is, I hardly deserved the flowers, much less a good tongue lashing."
"I will be the judge of you deserve, my dearest sister." Samantha caressed Hannah's cheek and strocked her long blonde hair. "And I say you deserve the Earth and the sky, and all the pleasures that they contain."
Hannah smiled warmly and crawled up from the floor to hug Samantha tight. She sniffled against Samantha's shoulder as a pair of stray tears trickled from her eyes.
"I love you, sis," she said. "I really, really love you."
"Mmm, and I love you sis, " Samantha said. "You are my star..."
After several moments, Hannah pulled away and began to reluctantly redress. Samantha fetched her handkerchief and stuffed it back inside her bra before buttoning her dress closed. Once Hannah was dressed, both girls slipped into the front seats of the car. Samantha started the engine and pulled back onto the main road nearby. As they drove through the night towards home, Hannah took her rose bouquet from the dashboard and breathed in the strong, sweet scent of the crimson flowers. She reached over and grasped Samantha's hand.
"Y'know," she said, "you're not getting out of getting fucked that easily."
"I hope not," Samantha replied. "I intended the roadside entertainment only as a generous precursor to the evening's activities. Have no doubt that as soon as I get you in bed, I will be glad to accept any and all favors you wish to bestow upon me."
"You sure you can handle it? 'Cause you better believe I'm gonna favor your brains out."
"I would not have it any other way," Samantha breathed as she pulled into the driveway.
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