Several months after being fucked by her beloved unicorn, Horny, for the first of many times, Deidre received a letter from her older sister. Julia wrote that she had given up on men and asked if she could come and stay for an indefinite period of time. The two sisters had always been extremely close, so Deidre wrote back saying she would be delighted to have Julia come and live with her, for as long as she wanted. One thing she was looking forward to was showing off the exploits of Horny, who had been a better sex partner than any man Deidre had ever known.
Her desire went beyond ordinary bragging, all the way to sibling rivalry. Julia had always been the wilder of the two, with her younger sister rather overshadowed by what she had done. Whatever Deidre did, Julia was unimpressed, because she had been there, done that, and probably many times. However, it was almost a certainty that she had never had sex with a unicorn because, according to her letters, she had never owned one, and rarely traveled in places where they would be common. In the process of giving Julia and herself a good time, Deidre hoped to finally do something to impress her.
On the prearranged day, Deidre drove to the train depot to pick up her sister. They hugged and kissed in the normal way and loaded Julia's luggage into the station wagon. Most of it was piled in the back, but one suitcase remained on its owners lap, with Julia's hands resting protectively on it. When they arrived at Deidre's home, that suitcase was the first to be taken out, and Julia carried it directly to the comfortable room where she would be staying, and set it on top of the bureau. None of her other possessions were treated nearly as carefully.
After dinner, the two sisters talked for hours, catching up on news and gossip of friends and family, and what each other had been doing since they had last gotten together. It was late when Julia opened the suitcase that had rated such careful handling. Inside were a large tube of Aquaglide and a collection of dildos and vibrators of all shapes and sizes. Deidre looked at it, feigning boredom. "Not bad," she said, ostentatiously stifling a yawn.
"Not bad?" Is that all you can say for this stuff?" Julia brandished a three-speed, extra large, double-pronged oscillating Jackrabbit with outsized pyramidal beads and a concave swiveling clit spur. "Do you realize what this thing can do for your ass and your pussy?" she demanded of her sister. "And both at the same time, too."
"Well, I guess I can see where it might be kind of fun. If you didn't have anything better, that is."
"Do you have anything better? Can I see it? Can I use it?"
"Yes, but not tonight. You can see it and try it out tomorrow. But just so you'll get the most benefit from it, don't use any of these tonight," she advised her sister, pointing at the collection of toys.
Shortly afterward, the two women went to their separate beds. They met for breakfast in the morning, but Julia hadn't slept as well as she wished. All night, she had been wondering what could be better than her custom-made jackrabbit, which was the envy of all her unattached female friends, as well as most of those who were married. After breakfast, Deidre went to a bin in the kitchen, took out a handful of stale doughnuts and put them into a basket. She added fruit and a bottle of olive oil before taking the basket to the shed behind the stable, where she tossed in a forkful of the top quality hay she always bought for her pampered unicorn.
Julia was aware, of course, that her sister had a pet unicorn. Several letters had made mention of the strong affection between the two. However, she thought that feeding him fruit and doughnuts might be overdoing the kind mistress act.
"What are the doughnuts for?" she asked Deidre.
"They're for Horny. He'll need his energy today."
The reference to "energy", the unicorn's name, the olive oil, and their discussion of the previous night suddenly all became connected in Julia's mind. She thought she might know what the treat was that Deidre had for her, and fervently hoped her guess was right. However, she wanted to make sure.
"Why did you name him 'Horny'?" she asked.
"Because of the horn on his forehead, of course."
"Any other reason?"
"You'll see." Deidre's cryptic answer, combined with her lewd and sly smile confirmed Julia's best suspicions.