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It had been 3 weeks since that fateful day when Helen, and her daughter Clare, had discovered the vibratory delights of their washing machine, and as a consequence had gone on to make passionate love to one another. Helen's first lesbian experience at the tender age of 42!

The incident had been praying heavily on Helen's mind ever since. Surprisingly it was not the i****tuous aspect that concerned her. Clare had been positively enthusiastic to make love to her mum, and had instigated some very lewd behaviour!

No, it was the lesbian aspect. Helen had never felt any sexual attraction to other women before. In fact she regarded herself as a strictly heterosexual cock loving mother of two! She loved the feeling of her husband's fat cock stretching her pussy as he slipped slowly into her, and then revelled in the fullness she felt as he drove it in and out of her wet pussy. She also loved cum. Many women she knew hated the taste and feel of cum and avoided giving their partner a blow job if they could help it. Helen loved it. She greedily sucked on his cock, and made sure that when he did come the stringy jets of jizz landed on her face, and preferably in her mouth, where she savoured it, before swallowing it down.

However, she had now started to fantasise about women all the time, and in fact was becoming a little obsessed. She would see attractive women in the street and wonder; had they ever licked pussy; were they gay or straight; was their pussy shaved or hairy like hers? Where were these thoughts coming from, why now, and most importantly, why had it taken her so long to discover the delights of Sapphic love?

It was a warm sunny afternoon and Helen's best friend Laura had come round for one of their regular coffee and chat sessions. Helen and Laura had first met in high school and become firm friends. They were inseparable as teenagers and had kept in close contact ever since. Laura was godmother to Helen's daughter Clare, who always referred to her as Aunty Laura.

Helen and Laura were physically very similar -- tall and slim with firm D cup breasts; the sort of figures that always attracted male attention. The only difference was their colouring. Helen was the typical English Rose with clear pale skin and long light brown hair. Laura, on the other hand had a long mane of fiery red hair, and typical of redheads, had a very light covering of freckles on her face, arms and upper body, which only served to enhance her overall attractiveness.

They were relaxing on the sofa chatting about nothing in particular when Laura suddenly said, "What's the matter Helen?"

"Nothing," she lied, "why do you say that?"

"You seem very distracted. What is it? Missing Martin already, not getting enough cock?" asked Laura. "Where has he gone by the way?"

"10 days in Dubai on business," said Helen. "No, I'm fine, although I am going a little short!"

"When Dave used to go away I'd end up fucking myself with all sorts," said Laura. "I used to go to bed early with a bottle of wine, and watch telly. I'd usually fall asleep, but when I woke up horny in the morning all I needed to do was reach for the empty bottle and give myself a really good fucking. It was lovely. I think the feel of cool smooth glass sliding in and out of a hot and horny pussy is exquisite."

Helen laughed, "I know what you mean, I try all sorts, but mostly dildos or vibrators. However I 'discovered' the washing machine the other week. That was wonderful, we loved it."

"We?" queried Laura.

Helen, realising her slip up, quickly said, "Me and my pussy."

"Oh, I see," said Laura in a suspicious tone, but said no more.

The 2 women were always completely open with each other, but their chats only occasionally turned to sex. Helen decided to take advantage of the current conversation to bring up the question she had been dying to ask, and the reason for her distraction that Laura had correctly noticed.

"Laura, can I ask you a personal question?"

"Of course," said Laura, "and I'll give you an honest answer if I can."

"Have you ever been with another woman, you know, sexually?"

"Oh yes," she replied, "quite a few over the years. Why, haven't you?"

"It's something I keep thinking about," Helen lied again, "and wondered what it would be like"

"Well, I'm not exactly a lesbian, I love a good cock, but when I have been with a woman it has always been wonderful. Tender, loving, and the orgasms have usually been much better than with a man. We know what we like you see!"

"Wow, I'm quite shocked!" said Helen, taken aback. I didn't think you'd be so open about it. How old were you when you first did it?"

"Eighteen," replied Laura after a brief pause for thought.

"Oh God! We were nearly inseparable then," said Helen, "and I never knew anything about it. Who was she?"

"I'd rather not say," replied Laura.

"Why not? You can tell me."

"No. It's best if I don't."

"Why?" enquired Helen, "go on, I won't say." After a short pause Helen smiled, "Oh I get it now! I knew her, didn't I?"

Laura's silence was admission enough. "Was it Michelle?" said Helen. Laura shook her head. "Or Mary.... No, I bet it was Tasha, I did wonder about her," Helen continued.

Laura had known Helen for too long and knew that she would not give up now until she told her. So she took a deep breath and said quietly, "It was Jane."

"Jane? Jane who? We didn't have any friends called Jane?" replied Helen in confusion.

Laura just looked at her expectantly, waiting for the information to sink in. Suddenly Helen's eyes opened wide and she gasped, "Oh my God -- Jane? My sister Jane? My elder sister Jane?"

Laura nodded sheepishly.

"You fucked my big sister? I just can't believe it," marvelled Helen.

"Well strictly speaking she fucked me first, but yes!"

"I'm stunned," said Helen. "You've never struck me like that, and Jane certainly hasn't. How did it all happen?"

"Well actually, it was because of you."

"Me!" cried Helen. "Come on, you have to tell me now. This is unbelievable. Give me all the details now, if you can remember them."

"Christ Helen, it was quite a momentous episode in my life, I can remember every detail like it was yesterday. To be honest it has been a burden keeping it a secret from you for nearly 25 years!

"If you really want to know I will tell you the whole story, but afterwards we need to figure out what to say to Jane, if anything, because I was sworn to secrecy."

"No wonder," remarked Helen. "No, I want to know the whole story -- right now!"

"OK, it'll take a while so relax and let me go through it........................."

It was a beautiful summer's day and I was feeling great. Just turned 18 and dressed in a thin summer blouse and short cotton skirt, my freshly washed red mane flowing behind me. I actually felt quite attractive, not the slightly geeky ginger nut I usually saw in the mirror!

I skipped up your driveway and rang the doorbell. Jane answered. "Hi Jane, is Helen in?"

"No," said Jane, "she's spending the afternoon with Maggie."

"Oh, of course she is, I forgot. No problem I'll catch up with her again." I looked up and realised Jane did not look herself. Her face was strained, and she looked like she might have been crying.

"Are you OK Jane, you don't look yourself?"

"I'm fine it's nothing, don't worry."

There then followed an awkward pause where Jane seemed to be thinking about whether or not she should close the door on me. I turned to leave and then Jane suddenly said, "Laura, do you have a minute?"

"Of course," I replied, "I have the whole afternoon now I know Helen is not here."

"Can you come in a moment; I want to ask you something?"

I entered the hall and Jane waved me into the living room. I felt slightly uncomfortable. Although Jane was less than 2 years older than us, I had always looked up to her, and admired her. She seemed far more refined, elegant, grown up, and just downright sexier than us. And now she was asking for my advice, how could I possibly help her?

I sat down on the sofa next to the lovely Jane. She seemed to be trying to phrase her words. After a pause she looked at me and said, "Has Helen said anything about me recently? Has she said anything about me acting weird towards her, or possibly spying on her?"

I didn't need to think about the answer. "Good God, no," I replied instantly. "She thinks you are wonderful. The best sister ever she tells me, and I know she loves you to pieces."

Jane visibly relaxed. "Thanks Laura, that helps to make me feel better," she said. "I don't want to upset her." After a pause she added quietly, "I love her too, perhaps too much, that is my problem."

"Sorry Jane, you've lost me now. How can you love her too much, she's your sister?"

Jane looked at me with a sad expression. "I've been having fantasies about her."

"Fantasies? What do you mean? I don't understand."

Jane looked at me as though I was some idiot c***d, sighed deeply and replied, "Sexual fantasies!"

"Oh my God!" I said, truly shocked. "How did these come about? That is, if you want to tell me?"

"I need to tell someone, I'm going mad. That's why I asked you in. I feel I can't cope with it on my own, but don't know who to share it with. I may be making a mistake telling you, but I've started now.......

"2 to 3 weeks ago I wandered into mum and dad's bedroom. Helen was having a shower in the en-suite bathroom, and we have a clear glass door on the shower cubicle. I had never realised before, but if the mirrored doors on the wardrobes are open at a specific angle then you get a perfect view of the shower.

"I walked into the bedroom to be confronted by the startling image of my naked sister showering. I was instantly captivated. As you may have noticed she has wonderful boobs. She was stood in the shower soaping her breasts and rubbing them gently over and over again in a circular fashion. Her hands were moving gently over her nipples, which were getting harder and harder. I couldn't take my eyes off her. My pussy was starting to get wet as I watched her. She then started to gently rub and pinch her nipples, gasping with the intense feelings. She continued to soap down her belly and into her pussy hair. I watched as she soaped her hair over and over again, and then started to rub the corner of the soap bar hard into her pussy. As I watched my own pussy got wetter and wetter and I started to rub my own breasts. Helen arched backwards in the shower pushing her crotch forward. I watched as she slowly inserted 2 fingers into her pussy and slowly began to fuck herself. My pussy became even wetter as I watched, and I could feel my own orgasm building quickly, just by watching her. Suddenly I could take no more and I rushed into my own room where I ripped my clothes off and finger fucked myself to a wonderful orgasm, while thinking about my lovely little sister. That was it, she now had me hooked!

"As the days passed I started to become familiar with Helen's shower schedule and made sure I was always around to watch. I found I could lie on mum and dad's bed to watch and still not be seen, as long as the bedroom light was off. I'd play with my breasts and pussy, while I watched little s*s do the same. However as soon as Helen started to finger herself I then had to rush off to my own room to come hard whilst thinking about her, as I couldn't trust myself not to scream.

"I became so familiar with her schedule that I'd strip naked and put on my silk gown just before she started to shower so that during and after her next inadvertent show I had easier access to my own breasts and cunt. Watching her really got my juices flowing, but I found that my fingers were just not enough to make me cum as quickly as I wanted to, so desperate was I. I've not got a dildo so I've started keeping an empty Coke bottle in my room. As my horny little sister frigs herself to orgasm in the shower I'm lying on my bed thrusting a Coke bottle in and out of my cunt, dreaming that it is Helen fucking me with a big fat dildo, until I come in a massive screaming orgasm. I then lick my own juices off the bottle neck and pretend it is her juices that I'm tasting.

"How sick is that?" Jane finally screamed, before bursting into floods of tears.

The older Laura paused her story telling and looked at Helen.

"My God," said Helen, "she really was watching me. For a period when I was 18 that was my sex life. I'd massage my tits until the nipples were really hard and sensitive, and then rub my clit with the hard soap bar until I felt that lovely tingling feeling in my feet and groin. I worked out that if I lent backwards and thrust my pussy forward I could get the shower jet to hit right on top of my clit. The feelings were exquisite, and almost unbearable, but if I then fingered myself at the same time I was guaranteed a wonderful orgasm. I would thrust my fingers in and out, locking my knees to prevent my legs collapsing, until I was hit by a series of orgasms. I could feel my warm juices running down my thighs until they mingled with the warm water and were washed down the drain. If only Jane had seen that, it would have driven her mad!"

"You were driving her mad anyway," replied Laura.

"Is that it?" asked Helen. "Is that all the story? You said you made love to one another."

"God, no!" replied Laura, "that was only the start. Let me continue......."

I really didn't know what to do. I was so far out of my comfort zone it was untrue. However I really wanted to help Jane, as I could see she was suffering. I took hold of Jane's hand and squeezed gently. She squeezed back and looked into my eyes.

"I just don't know what to do Laura," she wailed.

I decided to take a logical approach and after a moment I said, "What do you actually want to do?"

Jane just stared at me incredulously.

"What do I want to do? What sort of damn fool question is that?"

"I'm sorry Jane, I'm just trying to help. If we sort out what you want, and then what you can actually do, we may find a solution, a compromise."

"Should I tell you what I want to do?" Jane said rather scornfully. I nodded.

"I want to be waiting when Helen comes home from college. As she walks through the door I want to take her in my arms and give her a loving kiss. I'll then lead her to my room. I'll tenderly remove her blouse and skirt, and feast my eyes on her beautiful young body dressed only in bra and pants.

"I'll put my arms around her, and kiss her deeply on the lips. I'll then kiss slowly down her neck and across the tops of her breasts as I carefully undo her bra. As I remove her bra and discard it on the floor I'll begin to caress and kiss all of her breasts. I'll kiss her nipple, and take it in my mouth, licking and gently sucking until it becomes hard and distended, and ever so sensitive. I'll continue sucking, and start nibbling it gently until the sensations make her squirm with pleasure. I'll switch the attention of my lips and tongue to her other nipple, but keep the first one nice and hard by gently rubbing and pinching it with my fingers.

"Once she is moaning with pleasure I'll move my hand over her belly and onto her panties, feeling the heat and moisture emanating from her pussy. After letting my hand caress her mound for a few minutes I will kneel before her and slowly slip her knickers down, burying my nose in her fur as it reveals itself, breathing in her intoxicating musky smell.

"As her panties fall to her ankles I'll push my lips into her soft brown fur, kissing and nuzzling her pussy. I stand up, put my hands on her shoulders and press her gently to sit and then lie on my bed. I remove her knickers completely and gently spread her legs to reveal her virgin pussy lips. I start to gently kiss her inner thighs, slowly moving up until I start to kiss her pussy lips, moving up one side, across her clit, and then back down the other. Her lips open up to me like a flower as she becomes more and more aroused by her sister's love making. I gently kiss her love hole tasting her juices as I slip the tip of my tongue into her beautiful cunt. My tongue moves up to her tiny clit, and I lick and kiss it, feeling it getting bigger and harder under my lips. Helen is moaning now, loving what I am doing to her. I rub my fingers around the entrance to her vagina to make them nice and moist as I tenderly slip one finger inside her. She moans and writhes at my touch.

"As she gets moister I insert another finger and start to slip them both in and out as I kiss, suck and nibble on her clit. Helen is approaching her orgasm, I can feel the walls of her vagina grabbing my fingers, she starts to gasp and tremble as I hit particularly sensitive spots. She begs me to fuck her harder, and I oblige. My fingers are moving faster now and my clit licking is more intense. Helen's body starts to buck and writhe as her release approaches. I continue relentlessly, my fingers sliding in and out of her tight sloppy cunt and my tongue and teeth flicking her highly sensitive clit. Helen is gasping and moaning and can no longer lie still. All at once she tenses up, her body nearly vibrating, and then with an ecstatic scream her orgasm erupts and she goes over the edge. She comes hard, her juices, my own little sister's juices, covering my hand and face, and spraying into my open and willing mouth. I drink them down greedily.

"That's what I want to do!" Jane concluded quietly, slightly embarrassed by getting so carried away with her description.

A slightly breathless silence ensued. After her graphic outburst my own pussy was throbbing, and my panties were soaked.

"OK," I said huskily, "what do you think you can do?"

Jane stared at me with wild eyes, and then physically growled. I was instantly afraid; I thought she was going to attack me.

"FUCKING NOTHING!" she screamed wildly. "She's my little sister for fuck's sake. There's no way I could seduce her. She'd think I was some kind of pervert." She was gasping for breath.

"But you're torturing yourself," I pointed out. "You can't carry on like this; you'll have a nervous breakdown."

"I know, I know," she said, slightly calmer now, but ever so sad. "I think I'm destined to die of extreme sexual frustration. My whole body feels like a coiled spring with no sign of release." She paused, and then said softly, "What a fucking mess!" Jane fell silent and began to sob softly to herself.

I just sat their completely paralysed by my conflicting emotions: I was so incredibly horny after she had described what she wanted to do to your body a large part of me just wanted to rip my own knickers off and masturbate violently with the biggest, fattest phallic object I could lay my hand on!

Another part of me was desperate to help Jane find a solution to her problem, and so find inner peace, and be able to get on with her life.

The final part of me was insanely jealous of you. I could scarcely believe the depth and intensity of Jane's feeling for you, both the lust and the love. I desperately wanted another human being to feel so deeply about me, as she did about you. Silly I know, but that's how it was.

How could I help? As the silence between us lengthened I was wracking my brains. All of a sudden a crazy idea came to me completely out of the blue. I initially dismissed it, but the more I thought about it, the more sense it seemed to make. It might just work.

"Jane?" I said. She looked up at me. "I've just had an idea. You may think it mad, but please just listen."

Jane looked at me and smiled, "I doubt you can help me, but thanks for trying," she said sadly.

"No," I insisted, "Just listen." She gave me her attention.

"Helen is my best friend," I began. "I probably know her better than anyone else. We are very similar in our thoughts and ideas, and lead almost identical lives. We are the same age, and same build. We also look very similar, apart from my red hair."

I paused, frightened to say the next sentence. Jane waited expectantly. I continued to practice the words in my head. Eventually I said very softly, "Why don't you.... I mean why not...." Oh god this was hard. I tried again,

"Why don't you seduce me?" I gulped before continuing, "And pretend I am Helen. Would that help?"

Jane eyes shot wide in astonishment. "Seduce you? You have to be k**ding?" she said incredulously.

My heart dropped like a stone, was I really that hideous that she would not even consider it? But then I realised I had misinterpreted her signals. Her eyes had brightened slightly.

"Would you really let me seduce you?" she said.

"Oh yes, if it would help," I replied, secretly thinking, "fuck me now you gorgeous bitch, I'm desperate!"

"Honestly?"

"Yes I would," I confirmed.

I could see Jane's mind starting to work. After a lengthy pause, she said, "It might just work you know. I've always just thought of you as Helen's friend, but at the same time always regarded you as her 'pretty friend'. And you are very similar. Sometimes when you are at our house I'll just catch sight of either you or Helen leaving a room, or passing by, and I realise I'm not sure which one of you it was."

"Oh my God Laura, would it really work?" she added after a brief pause.

"I'm OK with it, depends if it works for you though."

"But why would you? Why would an attractive 18 year old virgin, I assume you're still a virgin, want to sleep with me?"

"A number of reasons Jane," I replied. "I am a virgin so I have no experience with either sex, and I don't find women's bodies unattractive, on the contrary. To be honest I've always admired you and looked up to you. Being slightly older than Helen and I you've always seemed more grown up, elegant and sophisticated compared to us slightly gawky girls. In fact really I always thought you were pretty sexy!

"Also, after your wonderful description of what you wanted to do to Helen you've made me pretty fucking horny! I'd love to be treated like that, especially by you."

Jane laughed, "Sorry about that, I did get a bit carried away."

"Don't apologise, it was wonderful. The depth of your passion was awesome."

"But I'm not being fair to you as a person if I pretend you're Helen."

"Stop fussing Jane, do you want to give it a go or not?"

"Yes please Laura, and thank you." She was sitting to my right, and she slid along the sofa towards me, wrapped her arms around me and gave me a big hug. I could smell her perfume and shampoo. She smelled lovely, and I wanted her so much.

Jane pulled away from me slightly and smiled, looking earnestly into my eyes. "When should we start?" she said.

"No time like the present," was my reply. I tilted my chin slightly upwards and moved towards her for a kiss. She responded and our lips met for the first time. We enjoyed a long, tender, almost sisterly kiss. Our lips eventually parted. Jane put her left arm around my shoulder and left her right arm lying on my thigh. I d****d both my arms over her shoulders and looked into her eyes. We smiled at one another, and lips parted we came together for another kiss.

Our lips now partially open I could feel Jane's soft breath blow into my mouth as she exhaled. Her tongue darted out and ran along my top lip. I reciprocated. She then pushed her tongue gently between my lips, and I felt our tongues touch. Gradually the intensity built until we were passionately kissing, our tongues seductively exploring each other's mouths, tongues and teeth.

"This feels so wonderful," Jane whispered. "I love you so much Helen." She then stopped and froze. "Sorry... Laura."

"No! I'm Helen remember. And I'm fine with it, so stop worrying, and please make love to me." We resumed our kissing, as passionate as before.

Presently I felt Jane move her right hand from where it had been resting on my thigh. Her hand slowly slid up over my hip, along my side and came to rest on my left breast. I sighed with anticipation. At first she just held my breast, feeling its firmness and shape, but then she started to rub her hand very gently around my nipple area. I felt my nipple start to harden, as she continued her ministrations. I just knew this was going to be a heavenly experience, but as it was Jane's seduction of her 'sister' I had to remain passive.

Presently Jane's hand moved to my throat and she began to slowly undo the buttons on my blouse. Once she reached my waist she stopped and slipped her hand over my newly exposed belly and back onto my bra covered breast. She rubbed her hand over my nipple again and could feel the hard nub pushing up against the lacy material. She slipped 2 fingers down into the bra cup and found my soft areola. She stroked the sensitive area gently and then parted her fingers and slid one either side so my hard nipple. She gently trapped the nipple between her fingers and moved her hand back and forth, torturing me exquisitely.

Suddenly Jane released me and sat up. She smiled as she pushed me back down on the sofa and undid the rest of my blouse. She slipped it off my shoulders and down my arms to fully expose my bra clad breasts. I shook the blouse off completely. She smiled as she allowed her hands to roam all over my upper body, paying particular attention to knead my breasts as she went past. I tentatively reached up and felt her boobs through her buttoned shirt. The first time I had ever felt another woman's breasts. They were firm, heavy, and very inviting.

Jane went to slide her hands around my back to undo my bra, but I resisted, smiled, and just nodded at her buttoned blouse. Instantly getting my meaning Jane sat back and sensuously began to unbutton it. God she was driving me crazy, everything was just so erotic. Eventually she peeled back her blouse and proudly displayed her lacy bra to me. I ran my hands over her breasts, gently pinching her nipples. To thank her I arched my back, allowing her easy access to my bra strap. She undid it and pulled it away from my body, allowing my large breasts to fall free. She hungrily fell on my hard nipples, licking and sucking. They had become so sensitive and I gasped when she sucked too hard. I took advantage of the situation to play with her boobs at the same time. It was a wonderful feeling caressing another woman's breasts for the first time. I sneakily undid her bra, and pulled it off. Her breasts and hard brown nipples were just perfect, so suckable.

Whilst still kissing and playing with my breasts Jane slipped her hand beneath my skirt, and ran her hand over my blazing hot, and soaking wet pussy. "Mmmmm, horny girl!" she murmured. She promptly stood up, bent over me and quickly unfastened my skirt. She pulled it over my hips and down to my ankles where I kicked it off. I now lay only in my wet knickers, entirely at her mercy.

She pulled me to my feet and led me by the hand out of the living room -- the submissive sister clad only in her panties, and her dominant lover naked from the waist up, but still clad in tight figure hugging jeans, which made her arse look wonderful. I couldn't help think there was something extra erotic about her being half clothed, perhaps the contrast between her pale skin and the dark denim, I don't know.

She led me across the hall and up the stairs. I was entranced by the way her boobs swayed and jiggled as she walked. We entered her room and she turned to face me. We embraced passionately, squeezing our breasts together, our nipples together. As she ground her jean clad crotch against my nearly naked pussy the buttons and coarse fabric scratched across the sensitive skin on my belly and thighs. It just seemed to heighten my passion.

We pulled apart, and she quickly unbuttoned her jeans, pulled them down and stepped out of them. She put her hands above her head and pirouetted for me so I could take in her whole body, now clad in only a silky G-string. It was so beautiful, so perfectly formed, and so fucking horny!

Then, without warning, she fell to her knees in front of me and hooked her fingers into the waist band of my knickers. She looked up at me and I nodded. She slowly began to pull them down. As my fiery red pubes came into view she pressed her nose into them and breathed deeply of my aroma. She slowly, ever so slowly, slid my knickers down, kissing each bit of flesh that became exposed. My pussy was flooding; I so needed to come -- and come now!

When my knickers hit my ankles she pushed me playfully back onto the bed. As my legs came up she caught them and lifted them over her shoulders. She was now staring straight into my sopping wet cunt. The desire in both of us was reaching fever pitch. The gentle approach was now cast aside in her unbridled lust for me. She brought her lips straight down on my pussy licking and sucking at my juices, probing my cunt hard with her tongue. It was just what I needed, but was also way too much for me. Before I could stop it my body went into spasm, I screamed and came so hard and so fast I could hardly believe it. Pussy juice was running down my thighs and all over the bed.

Jane pulled her face from between my legs and grinned, "That's just for starters s*s. I want this to last."

She stood up, so my face was at pussy height. I looked at her thong clad pussy and then up at Jane's face. "You want it?" she said.

"Oh yes, I really want your pussy big s*s," came the reply, now fully in my role.

I was quite shocked as Jane quickly reached down grabbed the thong in her fist and just ripped it from her body. She threw the torn rag to the floor, grabbed the back of my head and thrust my nose and mouth right into her hot cunt. I was in heaven -- the smell, the moisture, the heat, her wonderfully soft fur, and her swollen meaty pussy lips.

"I want you so much Helen," growled Jane, "and I so need to come, so need you to make me come."

"With pleasure," was my only reply.

"Lie on the bed," she ordered and I did. Jane knelt over my face, looking towards my feet. As I looked up all I could see was her gaping hairy pussy glistening with moisture. She slowly lowered herself down until my tongue could at last taste her, taste my first ever pussy. It was divine. I licked and sucked like a pro. I really didn't know what I was doing, but did things I thought I would like. Jane certainly seemed to appreciate it. She was moaning and gasping as I licked and sucked.

As her excitement grew she leant forward, supported her weight on her forearms and buried her head between my legs. My new lover and I were in the classic 69 position pleasuring each other. Just the sort of things all the boys in my class would have fantasised about!

Jane was starting to thrash about above me and I knew she was getting close. Trusting my instincts, or beginners luck, I gently inserted 2 fingers into her hot pussy, and concentrated my tongue on her clit.

Jane moaned loudly and said "That is fucking gorgeous Helen, please don't stop."

I didn't! I started to thrust my fingers in and out faster and faster, and suck harder on her clit. I was starting to become a little frantic too, because Jane's work on my own pussy was starting to bring me back towards another climax.

I continued to fuck my first pussy, harder and harder. I could feel Jane's cunt getting wetter and hotter and clamping around my fingers. All of sudden she screamed out and began to buck and thrash over my face in the throes of her orgasm. Warm fluid was dripping from her cunt and splashing on my face and in my mouth. I was in utter heaven and this only served to bring me closer to my own orgasm.

Presently she relaxed a little. "Thank you little s*s," whispered Jane, "that was wonderful. Now it's your turn again."

I could feel her sliding her fingers in and out of my pussy and flicking my clit with her tongue. My toes were starting to tingle and I knew my orgasm would be wonderful. She seemed to be sucking harder and harder on my clit. I was so turned on, but I didn't want to come just yet, I wanted the moment to last. But Jane knew what she was doing, as my climax came tantalisingly close, she suddenly slowed down and brought me back from the brink. I lay there panting.

"Not so fast lover!" whispered Jane into my pussy. "I have something special for my little girl!"

As I relaxed slightly I felt Jane slowly withdraw her fingers from my cunt. She must have sensed my disappointment. "Don't worry, I have something you'll love."

She seemed to be scrabbling around down the side of the bed feeling for something. I couldn't see what she was doing as my view was obscured by her lovely wet pussy, but I didn't mind at all.

Jane seemed to find what she was looking for and returned to my pussy. She pressed the first 2 fingers of her left hand either side of my clit, and then spread them apart to fully expose the sensitive organ. She then lightly flicked her tongue across it and the effect was like an electric shock. I gasped loudly. "Good huh?" she said.

"Mmmm," was all I could mumble. Suddenly I felt something cold, hard and smooth press against the opening of my vagina. I knew exactly what it was, and smiled. The Coke bottle she used to fuck herself after watching Helen. She pushed the neck of the bottle slowly inside me, I had never felt anything like it. I loved the sensual feel of the glass slipping inside of me, but coupled with the feeling of fullness as it widened out and stretched my virgin pussy, it was just glorious.

Once she was happy that the bottle neck was well lubricated with my juices so I would not feel any pain she started to slide the bottle in and out, in and out. She got a lovely rhythm going, and I was purring with pleasure. My climax was building slowly and I was relishing it. I started to moan and writhe, but still she kept up her rhythm. My whole body was tingling with expectation. As I neared the point of no return, I kept having little spasms, and my body started to buck. Just as I was coming to orgasm she suddenly brought her tongue down onto my fully exposed and tensioned clit, and started to flick it gently. That did the trick. It was like being hit by 30,000 volts. My whole body seemed to contract and I screamed wildly as the massive orgasm hit. However Jane was relentless and she kept fucking me with the bottle and rasping my clit causing me to have a whole series of orgasms, one after the other. I was thrashing around on the bed, screaming and squealing, my cunt felt like it was on fire, pussy juice was flooding out of me and running down my thighs, but still Jane kept up her steady rhythm, and relentless flicking of my hypersensitive and fully exposed clit. It was agony and ecstasy all at the same time. I really didn't know how much more I could take, but equally didn't want it to stop.

Just when I could barely stand any more, and felt like I was going to pass out, my tender and caring lover seemed to sense I had taken as much as I could stand. She slowly returned to kissing and licking me gently until I relaxed into a euphoric state.

She carefully removed the bottle from my sopping cunt. It made a squelching sound which had us both giggling. She turned to face me on the bed and showed me the bottle completely smeared with my juices, with more than a few drops inside it. She brought the bottle to her mouth and licked it clean, savouring every mouthful of my secretions, before lying down beside me and kissing me deeply. I could taste myself, and no doubt I tasted of her. "My little sister, my wonderful lover, thank you baby, I love you so much."

With that we fell into each other's arms and slept, naked and intertwined.

Laura opened her eyes and reluctantly returned to 2011. She found her hand was pressed hard between her legs, pressing her damp panties firmly into her now throbbing pussy.

She would normally have been embarrassed about this, but when she looked up she saw Helen had her eyes closed, one hand caressing her breast and the other pushed down her knickers, obviously rubbing her clit!

As the silence lengthened Helen realised the story had ended and opened her eyes. She hastily removed her fingers from her pussy, and surreptitiously brought them to her mouth to lick them clean, hoping Laura would not notice. She did, but said nothing!

"So now you know my deepest secret. I hope you are not annoyed or upset at the deception?" she said.

"Not at all. How could I be after all that you did to help Jane, and try to 'protect' me! I still can't believe it of Jane. How did I not know?"

"We have to decide if we tell her or not, that must be our next step," said Laura.

"Not quite," said Helen, "I know exactly what our next step is."

"What's that?" queried Laura. Helen slid along the sofa towards her and kissed her deeply on the lips.

"You've had one sister, now it's time you had the other," she said, her voice thick with passion. "I want you to fuck me now Laura, make me come!"

Laura smiled, "With pleasure. What would you like best?"

Helen replied, "I want you to do to me exactly what my sister did to you all those years ago."

Helen tilted her chin slightly upwards and moved towards Laura for a kiss. She responded and their lips met for the first time as lovers...