Summer flings


… Without another word, he sneaked out stealthily, never to be heard of again. I was still bent over the sink, breathing more slowly now. Then there was a muffled thud when the entrance door closed behind him, and I snapped instantly into real world contingencies mode, aka total panic. Almost peed myself then and there - not that it would have made a huge difference, considering the various fluids already dripping off my body and the very pungent smell pervading this normally quite chaste girly-girly bathroom atmosphere...

Lock door - open window - get hot shower started - liberally pour whatever sweet - scented lotion I can get my hands on - deliberately splash it all the way to the toilet stall.
Gosh that vanilla smelling stuff is repulsive... But do I have a choice? It's nice shy innocent vanilla scented sister Silk vs corrupt whorish mating stinking Slut...
Shower off. Bathroom reeking of virginal vanilla now. Picked up torn top and spongy skirt. Gotta find a bag and get rid of those somehow. Rushing to the bedroom I share with my baby sis over this extended family reunion thing.

Gingerly pulling the door open. 'Oh oh!'

So here I am, buck naked and squeaky clean, standing quite awkwardly in the doorway and clutching the remnants of my soiled rags to my heaving bosom, presumably in some chimeric attempt to protect whatever virtue I have left. Classic deer in headlights syndrome… In the lead role of the headlights, a pair of pale green eyes I happen to know quite well… They belong to…

… My currently stark naked and slightly sweaty little sister. She’s sitting upright on the bed, her back resting casually on the padded headboard. In her right hand, she’s tenderly cradling a black, glistening, fairly large oblong ... thingie... And smiling…
An infectious smile, angelic and devious, such as I never would have expected to see on straight-as-an-arrow-no-nonsense-practical-somewhat bossy- little sister Slim.
I can feel my face turning crimson and my eyes desperately trying to avoid seeing what they see.

'Look, Silky doll, why don't you just come in and close the door. You're going to catch a cold waiting for Prince Charming in this drafty doorway… And don’t worry about my little friend here, that’s a species that usually won’t attack unless you aggravate them…’

I am petrified. And stunned. For all those years we've been so close, and I hadn't realized that my assertive tomboy sister also happens to be...a... very...sexy...woman. She finally gets up and gently takes my hand, then pushes the door closed with her pretty manicured foot… What am I saying?
I'm not supposed to notice my naked sister's manicured feet as she leads me to the bed... Or her perky breasts for that matter. A wee bit smaller than mine, I believe, but with large dark sexy areolas and ... WHAT AM I THINKING?
Appraising... almost...hungrily... my naked baby sister's tits and pointed nipples...
For heaven’s sake, I’ve just been thoroughly fucked in the bathroom by a complete stranger, and now I’m standing here getting pulled down on the bed and looking HUNGRILY – might as well forget about that hypocritical ‘almost’ – at MY BABY SISTER’S TITS.


...My baby sister's lovely tits, which are dangling very close to my own darting nipples…
Slim... she led me to the bed... to her bed... She helped me down... She seemed so strong...so self-assured... her radiant smile... her pale green eyes... Her hands clenching my wrists firmly above my head now…

'It's funny, big sis... See, I was getting tired of that bottomless vacuum up there on the patio, and decided to come down and ask my slick little friend to entertain me for a while…
We were just getting into the...heart of our business when I heard you come in and walk into the bathroom. I started musing about what I would do if you barged into the bedroom when you were done... Shy Silk, diffident, insecure Silk... Introducing Mr. Slick could be fun, but it may just not be the right idea...
Then I heard SOMEONE ELSE's step, coming in and confidently walking into the bathroom.
This was getting interesting, big sis. I put Mr. Slick on hold and started paying closer attention…’
Slim is looking me in the eye with quiet intensity. She's kneeling on the bed with her slender legs resting either side of my thighs, her nipples softly brushing mine... Her lips … her lips …
'Just a little peck for now, Silky doll...Are you cold? You're shivering...Let me get you a blanket.'

My sweet little sis... Her hot naked ass lowered on my belly, her long fingers toying with my nipples as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Her eyes boring into mine... No sis, no need for a blanket, I'm not cold, not cold at all. Just overwhelmed.
‘You know, Slim, you... you heard... perhaps you even saw... What...what happened in...in the bathroom...’
I could try to cop out of it and make up a watered-down version of my impromptu encounter… But the pale green eyes tell me they won’t buy that sort of crap.
Meanwhile, your right hand has moved behind your back. You're tilting slightly backwards. The green eyes won’t let go of mine.

‘Tell me what happened in the bathroom, my shy Silky doll, my wet little bitch...'

And I do. I tell you everything. While your fingers lightly part my labia and play a soothing tune, I tell you my story of shame and glory. How I bent forward and spread myself open for his throbbing cock. How everything was unleashed so inexorably after that first surrender. Your eyes won’t let me go as I unfold my tale. You want a detailed account, and as my cheeks turn crimson when I get to the grittier details, I spot an odd glimmer in your eye.  Your angelic smile is nothing short of mischievous now, and there is a faint coat of sweat glistening above your upper lip. I can feel your fingers digging deeper into me, my swollen pussy unashamedly asking for more, pandering to my own sister… who swiftly gets off the bed and picks her black partner in crime off the bedside table.


‘Let me introduce Mr. Slick, sis. In your kind of predicament, Mr. Slick can be of precious assistance.
…But Slim…I ….
You are going to do as I tell you. I’ve had enough of your doe’s eyes and your delicate sighs. You’re obviously equipped with all the parts that make it worth being a woman if only you’re willing to put some effort into it. Now you grab Mr. Slick, shove him into your dripping cunt and fuck yourself!’
The green eyes could as well be flame throwers. And you are…Slim is… standing next to the bed, her arms on her hips, waiting. ‘Look at me and tell me what you’re doing’. Cold, cutting. The green eyes. ‘I…I’m masturbating, sis…with … with your …your … toy … with Mr. Slick… because…because I’m… because I need to…’
‘Because you’re a filthy bitch in heat that needs to come badly. Say it!’

I do.