I was so stunned I could barely blubber out a response. There was no alternative, no place to run or hide. I stood up, swaying, regained my equilibrium and stepped gingerly from my shadowy hideout into Anna's bedroom. Offense being the best defense, I took the initiative.
"I'd say you have some explaining to do, sis," I said in my best petulant, big sister voice.
"You do too," she replied coolly. "What's that stuff running down your legs?"
She was right. My pussy was working overtime and the prodigious amount of juice it produced had to go somewhere. My shorts were soaking wet and my inner thighs were oily all the way down to my knees. To make matters worse, I realized I was still holding her Victorian smut book.
"It's a good read," she said. "Missy gave it to me. Said it would give me some ideas. Now lie down here next to me and let me tell you a story."
It was like my younger sister was about to tell me the facts of life, open my innocent eyes. Her attitude pissed me off but I was wildly curious. I joined her on the bed, flopping down far enough away from her for safety. But as she looked at me, I felt a choking feeling at the back of my throat. Her eyes were on fire.
"Hmmm, where to start?" Anna sighed. "How about right at the beginning." In a heartbeat she had slithered up next to me and planted her pouty lips on mine, pressing her oil drenched breasts against me, sliding them up and down as our nipples made contact.
"Oh God, yes," I sighed.
Her thigh slipped between my legs and made contact with my enraged clitoris and I instinctively began humping it. I felt absolutely no qualms about it, tonguing my sister's mouth, feeling hers slip into mine, gasping in delight, experiencing another person's touch igniting my body. I could still detect the remnants of Kurt's cum and for a fleeting second, reconstructed the chain of events that gave me my first taste of sperm. From Kurt's cock to Missy's cunt and from her pussy to my sister's mouth and now my tongue licking up the leftovers. Strange.
Anna and I kept on kissing, more like slathering each other's lips and faces. It was burning lust, no time or need for questions. Our bodies melted together and the oil that covered her upper body squelched between us, lubricating our grinding as we sought bodily contact. My pussy was like a garden hose, wetting Anna's thigh as I ground my pelvis onto her luxurious leg. This time I knew I would not be denied.
"Help me Anna," I croaked. "I've never done this before."
"Don't worry, sis, I'll get you there, just relax and try to hold off a little longer. It's worth it."
With that she pulled away and lay me down on my back. She shook her long, black hair forward and began brushing me with it, tickling me as she slowly moved down my body and back up again. The feeling was electrifying, so erotic that my groans escaped in a quickening rhythm. She teased me with her hair from head to foot, and her fingers also came into play, barely touching my skin yet giving me exquisite pleasure, heightening my desire. I realized my sister wasn't giving me release, she was simply adding to the sensations already quivering through my body.
Her lips were suddenly at my nipples, her mouth opening wide to suck as much breast flesh into her mouth as possible. The suction was incredible and my groans turned into screams of pleasure as her tongue trammeled my nipple. Now the other tit took center stage and saliva dribbled from Anna's lips as she nursed me, sucking and chomping, biting. Her ministrations went on for what seemed like an hour and I could feel myself letting go, giving up control. I also sensed my very first orgasm, building up pressure, bubbling in my groin. Somehow sensing this, Anna dropped down between my legs.
"Oh My God, look at this," she said. "I've never seen wetness like this before."
She slid a finger into my pussy, pushing in and upwards until it hurt. I was about to ask her to pull out again when she began crooking the finger and found a magic spot that started me on the way to sweet release. I knew there was no stopping now, fear or not. My heart was thumping as I encountered the unknown, watching my sister's head between my legs, her finger stuck in my sopping pussy, her tongue stretching out, tickling the underside of my clit.
A volcano erupted in my groin, hot lava coursing through my body, spreading quickly from my pussy to my tits and then throughout extremities. I hadn't realized my muscles were so taut but the eruption sent my hips bucking up and down as Anna clamped onto my cunt. The next wave hit with incredible force, as if my sister's tongue was a lightening rod, sending strikes of pleasure through my body every time it made contact with my clit.
I was aware that I was heaving and moaning, screaming in delight but there was no holding back. I was truly out of control, helpless against natural forces. Gradually, the raucous, devastating, explosive orgasm slowly gave way to a soothing glow that I never wanted to end.
I needed my sister now, I needed her closeness, her warmth, her kisses, her tits pressed against mine. With Olympian might, I grabbed her and pulled her to me, seeking her lips, her tongue, the source of my pleasure. Her face and hair were soaked and I began tonguing her, cleaning her like a cat. I was shivering, quivering, electrified with bodily sensations. I could feel the contractions still rippling through my cunt and abdomen. And for the first time I gazed deeply into my sister's eyes and realized how deeply I loved her after all. She was crying softly now but laughing too.
"You're a squirter," she blurted. "You ejaculated just like guys do. I almost drowned."
"Oh, I'm sorry," I stammered.
"Are you crazy? It was fantastic, I loved it," she mewled.
Again, we melted together, luxuriating in each other's bodies. We embraced, touched, toyed and giggled, communicating without words. It gradually occurred to me that I should reciprocate Anna's ministrations. Missy had left her high and dry, and I knew that our bout of lovemaking had certainly heightened her need.
