NOTE: All characters in this story are over the age of 18 and are based entirely on fantasy. These characters are completely fiction, and any actual likeness to any person is entirely coincidental.
Please leave a comment as this is my first story ever. I want to make Sam and Sandy in to an on going thing. I would love your feedback, and constructive criticism. Thank you!
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Sam & Sandy: Forbidden Urges
Sandra's eyes widened then shuttered when the tip of daylight's lance touched her sensitive cornea. She turned away not wanting to endure the day. She glanced across the sea of carpet in her room at her sister's bed. Sam was still asleep. Sandra could see her back ascend then descend slowly, peacefully. Sandra peeled her purple zebra print comforter off her body and shivered a little as the cool air touched her nude body. She peered down at her chest and stomach. Her b-cup breast with perky pointy nipples had become rock hard from the frigid air.
Her step dad always kept the air on "Arctic" at night. Her point of view saw her two breast split by a soft pale skin which traveled down her toned flat stomach to a small patch of brown pubic hair nicely trimmed, which shinned a little in the natural light. As she sat up she glanced at Sam, who was now waking up as well.
"Don't you ever keep clothes on?" Sam remarked in a groggy morning voice.
"You know I freaking hate clothes I don't know how you can sleep under that blanket in clothes like that, I'd suffocate," Sandra replied as she stood up and grabbed her white fluffy robe.
As Sandra put on her robe she lifted the back flashing her toned perky, soft ass to her sister and giggled as she opened the bedroom door, and headed towards the bathroom closing the door behind her. Sam stood up from her twin sized bed tossing her sheets to the side. She walked over to her door and made sure it was locked. Sam was the shy one.
She never was outspoken , or brave , or reckless how Sandra could be. She was ashamed of her body, and never noticed boys at school. She even felt nervous someone could see into their second story window and discover her shame. She hesitantly lifted her arms in the air and pulled her t-shirt up.
A small, but cute, stomach made an appearance in the room. Then, her white lace bra as the shirt was brought over her long brown flowing hair that went as far down as her middle back. She put both arms behind her back and unclasped her bra. Her heavy d cup breast were consumed by gravity as they made a great leap from the wire support of her bra, and jiggled in to place. Sam's large light-brown areola became highly conspicuous in the naturally lit room. They became rough and wrinkly from the cold air. Her nipples were rock hard and large like tiny succulent cherries.
Her short night shorts with a lace edge dropped to her feet revealing a large round ass with wonderful natural curves. She nearly hated being naked and rushed to grab her robe and use the bathroom.
Sam headed for the bathroom door which was slightly opened. Her step dad, Mark, was standing at the door talking with Sandra through the crack about the plans for the day. Today was special for Sam, it was her birthday. Mark turned around and saw curvy Sam in her tight bath robe.
"Oh hey baby girl what's up? Happy Birthday! I can't believe it 18!" Mark exclaimed as he fought to keep his eyes on hers.
"Thanks, is Sandy in the shower, I need to use the sink," Sam asked.
"Oh yeah, go on in. I'm going to get breakfast made. I'm making your favorite," Mark said as he smiled and head for the kitchen.
Sam smiled as she thought about chocolate chip pancakes. They were her favorite and Sam had a sweet tooth. After-all, she stood 5'8'' about 170 with large D breast. The teen bras she was used to only had a single clasp and they barely contained her huge tits. She had to use the women's section since the 7th grade. She pushed the bathroom door open and was set back by what she saw. Sandy, with the shower curtains wide open shaving her mound. Bits of shaving cream grouped near the top of her slit and fell to the tub below.
"Oh what ever get in here, like you haven't seen me naked before!" Sandra scoffed.
Sandy was a little taller about 5'10''. She had those long legs like the thin models in the Victoria's secret ads we got in the mail. She was only maybe 130 lbs wet. Her hair was wild it was shaved on the sides and short on the top like a punk rock star. She had been "searching" for herself since she finished high school last year and was only a week from her 19th birthday.
"Oh my god doesn't that hurt!?" Sam was worried as she watched her sister drag a razor over her mound revealing smooth, slick skin as the razor passed.
"Ha! No it's just like shaving your legs you just have to go slower."
"Why do you even do that I would too scared to hurt myself," Sam commented as she shut the door behind her.
"Well I like how it feels I feel sexy and when I wear panties everything looks clean and neat, and when I get eaten out it just feels slippery and...GREAT!"
As Sandy finished her sentence she took one hand and separated the lips of her thin long slit revealing a bright pink, glossy inside. Sam couldn't help but stare. Sandy was trying to trim the hairs on her labia.
"This is the part you have to be super careful on," Sandy said.
"Yeah I could imagine..."
"Hey you think you could help me? I can't see that little area between my butt-hole and my snatch," Sandy asked.
"What!? No way! That's gross!" Sam rejected.
"Come on I'm only doing this for your party, plus you're my little sister it isn't weird. Remember I helped you when you got a tampon stuck in you?"