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Sharing Little Sister
by Air Max
Jessica David ran down the stairs as soon as she heard the car pull into the driveway. It was her sister's first time home since she left for college and she wanted to be the first to say hello. She and Anne were five years apart and had always been each other's best friend. Jessica had missed having someone to talk to, someone to spend time with who understood her as much as Anne did, and she couldn't wait to spend some time with her again.
"Annie!" Jessica cried as her sister walked through the door. The first thing Jessica noticed was that Anne had cut her hair. The two sisters had always looked remarkably alike, mainly due to their long, reddish brown hair, but Anne had now cut hers much shorter, to chin length. She was also wearing makeup and a small sun dress, two things Jessica had only seen her wear on the rare occasion she had a date or a school dance. She had only been gone for four months, but Jessica suddenly realized how much older her sister looked.
"Hey Jess," said Anne, hugging her little sister close to her, "You been holding this place together while I was gone? How's school going?"
"Okay I guess," Jessica answered, "But we can talk about that later."
"Over some ice cream, I hope," Anne replied. She gave her mother a hug as her father arrived from the car with her bags. Behind him walked a girl Jessica didn't recognize. She had long, dirty-blonde hair and wore an old T-shirt and a pair of cutoff jean shorts which were cut high enough to show off her long, slender legs. She looked like the kind of girl she and Anne used to make fun of, thought Jessica. For that matter, so did Anne. "This is Megan, my roommate," Anne said. "She couldn't go home for break, so I invited her here. I hope no one minds."
"Of course not dear," Mrs. Davis said. "I'll make up the basement guest room. Don't worry Megan, it's much nicer than it sounds."
"No problem, Mrs. David. Thank you very much for having me," Megan said. She turned to Jessica. "I've heard a lot about you, Jess, it's nice to finally meet you." She put out her hand and Jessica shook it reluctantly, smiling. Only Anne had ever called her Jess, and she wasn't sure about this new girl intruding on their relationship.
Anne grabbed her bags from her father. "Come on upstairs," she said to Megan, "I'll show you my room and we can unpack while Mom makes dinner." Megan dropped her bags by the door and followed Anne upstairs. Jessica watched as they left, wanting to go with them.
"Come help me with dinner," Mrs. David said, "Let them spend some time together, Anne will have plenty of time to spend with you while she's home." Jessica followed her mother to the kitchen, wondering if perhaps she could poison Megan's food without endangering the rest of her family.
Dinner didn't go much better, in Jessica's opinion. Anne spent all of her time laughing with Megan as the two told stories about all the great times they'd had since they met, about the classes they had together and all the people they'd met. Jessica smiled and ate quietly, not speaking a word while her parents listened intently. Occasionally Megan would smile at Jessica to try to get her attention and Jessica would look away, pretending not to notice. After dinner Anne took Megan for a drive to show her around town, and the two left before Jessica could ask if she could come along. They returned home hours later with a stack of movies they'd rented, and Jessica sat with them in the basement family room and watched one before going to sleep. She said goodnight to her sister.
"Good night Jess, it's great to see you again," replied Anne. It was, Jessica thought, only the third sentence she'd spoken to her since she was home. Megan said goodnight to her as well, but Jessica left without a reply. She went up to her room and spent some time looking through an old photo album of her and Anne and all the fun they'd had together in the past. She only found herself getting more and more jealous of Megan, who seemed to be her sister's new best friend, and decided she should just go to sleep. She stripped down to her panties and pulled an extra large T-shirt over her pert little fourteen year-old breasts, and then lay down on her bed, trying not to think about her sister.
A few minutes later she heard Anne come up the stairs and go into the bathroom. Jessica listened as she brushed her teeth and then proceeded to her room, which was on the other side of Jessica's wall. She heard a few drawers open and shut, and then the sound of Anne's door shutting for the night. After a few minutes, Jessica decided she had to talk to Anne now, before she fell asleep and while Megan wasn't around. She had so many things she was dying to talk to her about, and wanted to stay up late into the night talking with her, just as they'd done before Anne went away. She crept slowly out into the hallway and gently knocked on her sister's door. There was no answer. Jessica knocked again and then pressed her ear to the door. She heard nothing. Gently, she turned the knob and cracked the door open slightly. The light from the hallway fell directly across Anne's bed, which was empty. She flicked Anne's light on and looked around, but her sister was nowhere in sight. Jessica decided she must have gone downstairs for a snack. Knowing that the only thing better than a long talk with Anne was a long talk with Anne over ice cream, she quietly made her way downstairs. Jessica was surprised to find the kitchen totally dark and Anne nowhere in sight. There was only one place she could have gone, Jessica realized, back downstairs with Megan. The basement light was still on and the door was shut, though Jessica could hear the muffled murmurs of the television in the family room downstairs. She was about to turn around and go back to bed when she heard her sister laugh loudly, followed by the muffled giggles of the two girls downstairs.
Jessica was curious. She eased the door open and stepped lightly onto the top step, then eased the door shut once more. She stood still a moment, making sure she hadn't been detected, then crept down a few more steps, pressing herself against the wall where the stairwell turned down to the family room. Megan and Anne were no longer giggling, and all Jessica could hear was the television. Cheesy, repetitive music was playing, and behind that she heard an occasional female moan. Not wanting to believe her own sister was watching a porno movie, let alone with her college roommate, she decided to peek around the corner.
Anne and Megan were sitting together on the couch, Anne dressed for bed in a T-shirt and panties like her sister, and Megan in a pair of dark green flannel pajamas. They were holding hands, staring intently at the television on the opposite wall, and didn't notice Jessica peek out from the stairs to their left. Jessica leaned a little further out to see what it was they were watching, and quickly pulled back again when she saw what it was. On the screen before them, three women were sharing a hot tub, and all Jessica had seen was a tangle of flesh and pink. She had seen movies like this before, her friends had gotten some at a sleepover once to see what it was like, but she had never seen a lesbian scene before. She leaned out again in time to see one of the girls on the screen stand up and sit on the edge of the tub. The other two knelt between her legs, and began to slowly lap at her glistening pussy. Jessica watched for a moment and then resumed her hiding place. She was ! curious and wanted to see more, but was worried about being discovered by Anne and Megan.
Suddenly, she heard Anne's voice. "God," she said quietly, "This is so hot, I can't believe how wet I am." Jessica had never heard anyone talk like this, and she peeked back around the corner far enough to get a full view of the couch. Her sister still held onto Megan's hand, but her other hand had gone beneath her shirt, and was now rubbing at the crotch of her panties.
Megan tore her eyes away from the television and onto her roommate, masturbating beside her. She brought Anne's hand up to her mouth and kissed it gently. Jessica listened as her sister moaned with pleasure at Megan's touch. The sound of the television and the anxiety of getting caught were rapidly leaving her young mind as she watched her older sister on the couch in front of her. She was getting more excited by the second.
Megan now held Anne's hand in both of hers and one of Anne's fingers was in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around it, eliciting more moans and gasps, then brought another finger up and began to suck on that one as well. She pulled away and licked slowly up the back of Anne's hand, her tongue exploring between her fingers as Anne continued to rub at her cunt through the moist fabric of her white panties. Her head was thrown back against the couch, eyes closed as Megan covered her hand with saliva and sucked roughly at her young fingers.
Megan released Anne's hand and Anne brought it up to her mouth, licking at her own fingers as she played with herself. Without looking away from the beautiful teenager masturbating before her, Megan picked up the remote control and shut the television off. Anne stopped, her head coming forward, looking to the television and then back at Megan.......(cont)
Sharing Little Sister, Part 2
"Wake up dear, you're going to be late."
Jessica opened her eyes slowly, rolled over, and closed them again, pretending not to hear her mother's words, but to no avail. Her mother shook her gently until she was at least partially coherent. "If you want a ride to school you'd better hurry up," Mrs. David continued. Jessica contemplated having to walk to school in the cold and sat up, holding a hand to her head. "I'll expect you downstairs in twenty minutes," her mother finished, and left the room.
Jessica stumbled into the bathroom and stared at herself in the mirror. She had returned to her room at midnight the night before, after watching Megan and her sister for what seemed like forever but was actually only about half an hour. She lay awake for another two hours, thinking about what she has seen and heard and about the feelings she was now having for Anne. Occasionally she would lightly touch herself and try to picture her sister in bed with her, lying beside her. She heard Anne come up the stairs and return to her room next door at about two, and drifted to sleep soon thereafter.
Four and a half hours sleep, Jessica decided, was not good. She ran her fingers through her matted hair and shook her head before pulling her T-shirt off and jumping into the shower. The water woke her up slightly, and she finished quickly, dried off, and ran to her room. She pulled on a pair of jeans, a T-shirt, and a gray sweater. She quickly found her sneakers and put them on.
"You have exactly five minutes to eat," Mrs. David said as her young daughter bounded down the stairs and into the kitchen. Jessica poured herself some orange juice and sat down at the kitchen table. Despite the early hour and her lack of coherence, her mind kept wandering back to the night before.
"What's Annie doing today?" Jessica asked, hoping she would be able to spend some time with her after school. She didn't know how she would do it, but she desperately wanted something, anything, to happen between them. If Anne continued her trend of ignoring her little sister in favor of Megan, that could never happen.
"I think she's going to visit someone from high school," her mother replied, "In Sea Isle, or somewhere."
Jessica frowned. Sea Isle was a good hour away, meaning her sister would most likely be gone all day.
Mrs. David continued. "She might be staying overnight there, I'm not sure." Jessica rolled her eyes. She slammed her empty juice glass down and stood up to get her jacket. Her mother noticed her irritation. "Don't worry dear," she said, "Anne needs to see her old friends, and she had Megan here. She wants to spend time with you too, but she needs to do some things first. I know how you feel."
Jessica nodded silently, confident that her mother had absolutely no idea how she felt, and that she would never even come close to guessing what was on her mind. "Let's go," she said. She grabbed her backpack and went to the car.
The day went quickly, though Jessica's teachers all noted that she didn't seem to be paying too much attention in class, and at three o'clock Jessica said goodbye to her friends and walked home. The door was locked, and Jessica frowned as she realized Anne was indeed not home. She pulled out her key and opened the door, then locked it behind her. After tossing her backpack and jacket into the closet, she pulled open the refrigerator and stared, trying to find something to eat. As usual, nothing quite sounded good. She jumped onto the couch in the family room and turned on the television. She began flipping channels mindlessly.
There was obviously nothing on, and Jessica was having a hard time concentrating. Thinking about her sister all day and playing the previous evening's events back again and again in her mind had made her excited all day, and she couldn't think of much else. She set the remote down and leaned back on the couch, her hands moving between her legs.
Jessica rubbed roughly at her pussy through her jeans, thinking of Anne. Everything that had been said the night before was burned into her mind and just thinking about her words made Jessica wet. She wanted to be close to Anne, to smell her sister, taste her.
After a few minutes Jessica decided that thinking about Anne wasn't enough. She shut off the TV and crept upstairs. She realized that no one was in the house to hear her but she walked quietly nonetheless, feeling that what she was doing required some stealth.
Anne's bedroom door was open slightly and Jessica pushed it open further. She walked inside and looked around. Her sister was quite possibly the neatest person she knew. Even though she had only been home for one night, all her clothes had been put in drawers and closets. It was, Jessica thought, as if she had never even left. She eased Anne's door shut and crossed over to the wicker hamper by her sister's closet. Opening it, she found what she was looking for. At the bottom of the hamper lay the clothes Anne had been wearing last night. Jessica picked up her sister's crumpled nightshirt and dropped it to the floor. Beneath it lay Anne's white flowered panties......(cont)
Sharing Little Sister, Part 3
Jessica lay in bed, staring at the clock on her night stand. It was almost eleven thirty and her parents usually went to bed right after the eleven o'clock news. Her eyes moved from the clock to her door, the hall light streaming in underneath it and throwing a beam of light streaked across her carpeted floor.
Her mind was full of thoughts about Megan, with whom she had shared her first kiss earlier in the day. Megan knew she had watched her and Anne the night before, she knew what Jessica had been doing in Anne's room that day, and Jessica wasn't quite sure how that made her feel. She had been embarrassed initially, but after her brief talk with Megan and their kiss, she had to admit it turned her on a little bit to know that Megan was attracted to her. The older girl had invited her downstairs after everyone was asleep and Jessica could only guess what that meant. She had thought about not going down to the basement that night, but in the end her curiosity got the better of her and she now found herself staring at the clock, wide awake, and waiting for her parents to come upstairs and go to sleep.
Eleven thirty. Jessica sat cross-legged on her bed, dressed in her night shirt and panties, her lithe fourteen-year old body lit gently by the moonlight streaming in from her window. Her eyes were riveted to the light beneath her door.
She almost stopped breathing when, two minutes later, she heard her parents walking up the stairs, the house's old wood creaking beneath them. The hall light was turned off and Jessica listened as they walked past her door and into their room at the other end of the hall. She stood up when she heard their door shut.
She stood still for a few minutes, making sure her parents were in for good and thinking about what the night had in store for her. She quietly moved over before her mirror and looked at herself in the dim light. She flicked her long chestnut hair back over her shoulders and stared into her own eyes. Any nervousness she was feeling disappeared as she looked at herself and realized that she wanted to explore the strange new feelings she'd been having lately, and that she wanted nothing more than to go downstairs and be with Megan that night. She quickly reached down and slipped her panties off, letting them drop to the floor at her feet. If everything went as she hoped it would, she certainly wouldn't be needing them tonight. She gave herself her best sexy look, and walked to the door.
The hallway was dark and Jessica crept out of her room slowly, trying her best not to be heard. The stairs were a little more difficult, and more then once she jumped as the floor boards creaked beneath her feet. After what seemed like an eternity she had reached the bottom undetected. With a little more confidence and quite a bit more excitement, she walked to the basement door and opened it. The lights were on and she stepped down into the hallway and down to the landing, where just a night before she had watched her sister and Megan together and her entire life had changed.
"You certainly didn't waste any time," came Megan's voice from downstairs. Jessica snapped out of her daze of remembrance and looked down. Megan was laying on the couch. She was wearing a pair of running shorts and a cut-off T-shirt which displayed her tight stomach, and she sat up as Jessica walked down the stairs towards her. Megan smiled and kissed Jessica quickly on the lips. "Thanks."
"For what?" Jessica asked, somewhat confused.
"For coming," Megan replied, "I wasn't sure if you would or not."
Jessica looked around awkwardly. "Well," she said, "After today..."
Megan cut her off. "I'm sorry about that, I should have said something earlier. It's just that I got so turned on watching you. You're really beautiful, you know." She grinned as her gaze drifted up Jessica's young body. "And besides, it's not like I was the first person to spy."
Jessica could feel her cheeks redden. "Yeah well, I had never seen anything like that before."
"It's okay," Megan answered, "All behind us now. Sit down, Jess." Jessica sat down on the couch, and Megan sat down beside her. The TV was on, Megan picked up the remote and began to flip channels mindlessly.
As Megan stared at the TV, Jessica looked over at her. Megan was sitting indian style, her long, smooth legs crossed beneath her. In this position, her shorts revealed a sizable portion of her thighs, and Jessica's eyes lingered there, wondering how much more she would see that night. She continued up, noticing that Megan had no bra on beneath her T-shirt. The older girl's nipples stood out through the thin white fabric atop her breasts and Jessica could feel herself getting more excited as she studied them, and she squeezed her legs together, putting pressure on her moistening pussy.
"Do you like my breasts, Jess?".....(cont)
Sharing Little Sister, Part 4
Jessica returned home from school the following Friday almost dreading the weekend to come. It had been three days since her experiences with Megan in the basement and the young girl found herself wondering if it had all been just a dream. Anne had returned the following day and she and Megan had since spent just about every minute together, leaving Jessica unable to spend time with either one of them. She found herself nervous around her sister, unsure whether or not Megan had told her what they had done together while she was away. Megan, despite the occasional wicked smile, gave no indication of what she was thinking, which Jessica decided was probably typical.
The household was rather frantic on Jessica's arrival. Mr. and Mrs. David had just finished packing for their annual anniversary bed and breakfast weekend and Jessica's mother was running around trying to figure out exactly what she'd forgotten. Jessica rolled her eyes as her mother pulled her aside for her typical going away speech.
"The number where we are is on the counter by the phone," Mrs. David began, "Anne said she'd order pizza for you guys tonight but there's TV dinners in the freezer if you want. Anne and Megan are going out tomorrow night and I trust you to be good while they're gone. I told her not to stay out too late, so you can stay up until they get home but try to get to bed on time." Jessica tuned the rest of the conversation out, but kept nodding her head. She'd heard it all before and had more on her mind than TV dinners for the weekend.
"Don't worry Mom," Jessica said as her mother ran out of breath, "I'll be fine."
"I know dear," Mrs. David replied, "And I hope you get to spend some time with your sister this weekend."
"So do I," Jessica said, smiling. Anne and Megan came down the stairs and stood beside her as Mr. David picked up the couple's bags.
"Remember everything I told you Anne," Mrs. David said to her older daughter with a goodbye hug, "Not too late tomorrow night, and watch out for your little sister."
"Okay Mom," Anne said in the same rote tone as her sister.
"Don't worry Mrs. David," Megan chimed in, "We'll take good care of her. You guys have fun." She gave Mrs. David a little hug and smiled, glancing at Jessica.
"Thank you Megan," Anne's mother answered, "Bye guys!" She and her husband waved goodbye as they went out to the car and the three children stood in the doorway as they drove off.
"Thank god." Megan said, "I thought they'd never leave." and all three went back into the house. Jessica went downstairs to watch television, leaving Anne and Megan upstairs.
Anne ordered pizza two hours later and all three sat in front of the TV while they waited, Anne and Megan holding hands on the couch and Jessica on a chair to the side. She had noticed a marked change in the way her sister and Megan were acting with each other now that her parents were gone. They seemed almost like a normal couple.
The doorbell rang forty minutes later and Anne ran to answer it. She returned with two pizzas, which she put down on the kitchen table. "Took long enough," Megan said on her arrival, "Hope you didn't tip him too much."
"I don't know," Anne said, smiling at her girlfriend, "He was kinda cute so I slipped him a few extra bucks."
"Cute huh?" Megan snapped back. She attempted to act angry but was unable to keep a straight face and burst out laughing as she jumped on Anne, tickling her roughly. "I'll show you cute, you little bitch!" The two girls fell to the ground, a laughing tangle of flailing arms and legs. Jessica stepped back and laughed as the two went at it. After just a few minutes her sister had tears in her eyes from Megan's assault. She lay on the living room floor, Megan straddling her, pinning her arms to the ground.
"So who gets the big tip now, huh?" Megan said. Jessica could tell she was about to laugh again, but also wondered if perhaps some of Megan's jealousy were real. Her grip on Anne's arms seemed a little tight.
Anne didn't seem to mind, however, and kept the game going. "Well, there's a few dollars in my pocket," she said between giggles, "It's yours if you want it."
"Oh I want it," Megan said, staring deeply into Anne's eyes. She let go of one of Anne's arms, which moved down to her waist. Megan grabbed it, forcing it back up over Anne's head. "I'll get it."
Megan's eyes never left Anne's as she ran her hand down to her waist. She reached her hand into the tight pocket of Anne's jeans and pushed down as far as she could. Jessica could see her hand moving inside her sister's pocket, pushing over and rubbing down on Anne's pussy. As she worked her hand around, Anne's face became more serious and she stared back up at Megan for a few seconds before glancing up to Jessica.
Her eyes met Jessica's and both girls froze, locked in each other's gaze. After a few seconds, Anne's eyes broke away and she looked up at Megan hovering above her, her hand still massaging Anne's pussy.
"Stop Megan," she said quietly. She motioned to her sister with her eyes and shook her head slightly. "Not now."
....(cont)
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