Sisters In Sin…….
The years went by so fast and finally, we made it to our final year in high school. We were very excited to finally become Senior Misses.
Lara (who was somehow still a virgin) and I were still very close and still inseparable. We loved each other dearly, but we were scared that getting involved romantically would ruin our sisterhood. We talked about it and decided that being Sisters was better for us, because I didn’t want to give up freak-fucking with other people. It was best we loved each other but we fucked other people. We also agreed that we would not let anybody come between us, we would not fall in love with another girl and the only person we will love will be our future husbands. Kimberly challenged us that we won’t be able to stay without fucking each other in the end but we just laughed it off.
Even though Lara and I had an agreement, we couldn’t help being jealous when we saw each other close to other people. We pretended not to notice the sexual tension between us and we ignored it as we involved in a lot of sarcastic flirting.
One day, we chugged a bottle of peppermint schnapps together and ended up kissing quite a bit more than most best friends do. Sadly, that was the end of that. Until two months later when we had to go for holidays.
I can still remember how we made love for the first time. It was like a joke. You see, Lara wasn’t actually disvirgined, apart from having her pussy licked and scrubbed with another pussy, nothing was actually inserted into her love box. She was a bit reserved but I loved adventures although I was going to respect her one hundred percent.
Lara and I had gone home for the holidays after our first term as Senior Misses. We were in my house playing some stupid children’s board game, each taking a shot of peppermint schnapps. Eventually, we moved the game aside and collapsed beside each other, wasted off our asses, staring at the ceiling and laughing about absolutely nothing. She was telling me about her trouble using the vibrator that we actually bought together. She said it was too big for her, and that she couldn’t get it in without hurting herself. I offered to help, half joking and half serious, but the only response I got was more deep laughter.
Somewhere in her incessant giggling, she mumbled, “We should just, not wear shirts.”
I laughed, thinking she was just being dumb, but she stopped me with a mischievous,
“I will if you will.” I raised an eyebrow, and agreed. We moved closer together, and I grabbed the hem of her tank top. Through our giggles, we counted down from three, and took off eachother’s tops, revealing her breasts, nipples fully erect, and my own perky breasts, hard as well. I was glad we were both too overheated earlier to put bras on. We took a final peek at eachother’s boobs and melted into puddles of laughter, but for some reason, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. I just couldn’t help it, she was- is, absolutely beautiful. How had she managed to avoid sex from both men and women? Not to talk of our school. Lara noticed my staring, and smirked,
“Do I have nice boobs?” I dragged my eyes away from her large breasts, and to her face.
“Oh, yes,” I replied, swallowing my lust with a single gulp. I had to show some self control there. She’s my best friend, for God’s sake! Although we’ve seen each other naked before, I’ve never looked at her the way I did that day, with lust!
I reached out and tenderly caressed each breast in each of my hands.
“One of my boob is bigger than the other.” she said as she rolled her eyes, trying to ignore the potential of the situation. “It’s so annoying,” she slurred, “Does it feel weird?”
In response, I gently began circling her nipple with a single finger, erecting a small gasp from her. Her nipples stiffened beneath my touch, and I gently began to brush the tips with my finger. A moan slipped through her lips, and I took it as a sign to pick up the pace. I moved my fingers across her nipples harder now, and faster than my former, tantalizing slowness. I received a louder moan from Lara.
“Oh my god, Lisa, that feels so good.” She stammered.
She began to grind her hips against the air, and I could smell her pussy from where I was. I shivered with delight, then looked at the contorted face of my best friend and quickly pulled away. How could I do this to her? We are like sister? The second I unlatched from her sweet nipples, I was met by a cry of protest. Panting, !I explained, “Sober consent or no consent,” a phrase I often use in both sides of the situation, and planted a kiss between her breasts, on her sternum,
“But no, they don’t feel weird. You have amazing boobs, babe.”
Her eyes lit up at the compliment, and I laid down beside her, with my head against hers.
“We’re so about to make out right now,” she giggled.
“Are we?” I joked, moving my lips closer to hers.
“Oh yeah, definitely, we’re gonna make out,” she slurred against my lips. And with that, our mouths tenderly collided. Her lips were the softest I’ve ever kissed, and she was surprisingly good considering the fact that I was the second person she had ever kissed. I felt her tongue peeking through, and I instinctively met it with mine, attempting to invade her mouth, but she quickly pulled it back. She teased me like this for a few minutes, not quite getting that she had to open her mouth. I stopped kissing her and laughed, before laying my head on her stomach, my attention again going to her breasts.
“You could suck them…” she shyly suggested. I bit back a moan, though I had been licking my lips at the sight of them ever since I laid eyes on her nipples in lust.
“I know you’re a tease, Lisa, and I’m going to get what I want.” My mouth opened slightly in amusement at her sudden dominance. This wasn’t the Lara I knew.
“Mmmmmmm, you want me to suck them, huh?” I smirked, my dominant side now taking control. With one swift move, I straddled her, and began kissing every inch of her right breast, avoiding her nipple, while my finger gently circled around the other one. Her eyes fluttered shut. With that, I flicked my tongue over the tip, my other hand mirroring what my mouth did. Lara whimpered beneath my touch. Feeling empowered by the submission of this confident driven beauty beneath me, I gently pulled on her nipple with my teeth, before roughly sucking up and down. She tasted heavenly.
“I could do this all day, ” I whispered before quickly pinching both of her nipples, and kissing my way up to her neck. Her hips were bucking hard at this point, and I knew she had probably soaked her thin pajamas shorts.
“You need to learn to keep still, dear,” I breathed into her ear, nipping at the edge and giving her nipples one last, hard pull.
“And I need to learn how to control myself.”
With that, I left my sexy best friend writhing on the carpet beside me. I could tell she was on the edge of an orgasm, which I would happily bring her to if she just asked…
“I have to pee,” she panted, and ran to the bathroom. I took the opportunity to gather my toys, thinking I would seize the opportunity to teach her how to pleasure herself… I hid them beneath my crumpled shirt just as she emerged from the bathroom.
“Please do that all the time,” she smiled as she lay down beside me again, eyes wide.
I smirked.”You are a horny, horny girl, Lara.”
She bit her lip and nodded, then grabbed my hand and guided it back to her breast. I raised an eyebrow and laughed, but began tracing over her nipple again. I decided to push it further, and slowly moved my hand down her stomach, then to her soaking crotch. She gasped, and softly cried,
“Please don’t tease me!”
I ignored her request. I rubbed her pussy gently through the sopping wet fabric, while my remaining hand toyed with her nipples, and my mouth feasted on her soft neck.
“Lisa no, you can’t do this,” she whined at my gentility.
“I’m just trying to control myself here, Lara,” I whispered against her neck. “Would you rather I just-” I drew both hands away, “stopped?”
She cried out loudly in protest. I loved the noises she made. It was like I had my own personal porn star.
“Well fine, then!” I teased, “But I can’t do anything with these on.”
With that, I yanked down her shorts and underwear, and the smell of her sweet juices was absolutely intoxicating. She was breathing heavily now.
“I’m going to teach you how to use these,” I explained, revealing my vast array of vibrators, dildos, and bullets.
“Don’t worry, they’re clean,” I winked. She nodded wordlessly. “Now, the most important part of this is proper lubrication,” I smirked, placing a small bullet into my mouth and sucking for a few seconds. I flicked it to “ON”, and held it against one of her nipples, then moved it to the next. I trailed it down her body to her clit, and pressed it against her for almost a full minute. Her juices were running down her thighs now, and I moved the bullet toward her entrance.
“We’ll start off small, yes?” I asked.
“Can you find my hole?” She asked, laughing nervously. I smiled hungrily. Suddenly I plunged the bullet into her, and began masturbating her with the tiny object.
“Oh my god, yes,” she breathed heavily, aggressively grinding against the vibrations.
I continued to plunge it in and out of her pussy, and moved back up to her nipples to suck to my heart’s content. She was obviously nearing orgasm, but I didn’t want to grant it to her yet. I wanted to make it earth-shattering. I grabbed a blue, 5-inch vibrator, and ran it between her swollen pussy lips. Her eyes opened quickly at the new object between her legs. I pulled out the bullet, and stuck the tip of the blue vibrator, now dripping with her wetness, in her hole.
“Relax, baby. It’s gonna go in really easy.” I coaxed, knowing she was scared.
“Please,” she moaned, much to my surprise and delight.
“I love it when you beg,” I growled, and plunged it into her with a powerful thrust.
She cried out in pleasure as I continued to move it in and out. I decided she was ready for more, and turned it to ON. “OH MY GOD,” she cried, breathing heavily and grabbing at my arm. I licked my fingers until saliva ran down the sides, and pressed them directly to her clit, then rubbed her hard, still pumping the vibrator in and out.
“Are you gonna cum for me, baby?” I growled again.
“I w-want to, please fuck meee.” she blurted out, almost pleading, “I need to cum, so, so bad.”
“Then cum. Let it go. Cum for me. Now.”
I could feel her orgasm shaking her body, and I slowed my thrusting and rubbed her clit with wild abandon. But I wasn’t done with her yet.
“I’ve thought about this so many times, Lara,” I moaned as I slowly pushed the vibrator all the way in. She gasped at the deep penetration,
“R-really?” She asked.
“Oh, yes. You’re in all my fantasies,” I smirked. I kept eye contact with her as my head moved between her thighs. I pushed her legs open further, and slowly moved my tongue in circles around her clit.
“Oh, my god, Lisa, yes,” she stammered, grabbing my head in both of her hands and forcing me further against her pussy. I happily obliged, and began flicking my tongue and sucking her clit hard.
“You taste,” I panted, “SO good.” She shuddered against me, and I could tell she was about to cum again. I bit down on her little button as another orgasm took over her body. I could tell she was getting really worked up, and that the next one would come easy. I moved my face back up to her nipple and she held my head.
I smiled, “Good girl.”
Lara laughed softly. “That sentence doesn’t have the same effect on me that it does on you,” she mumbled.
“Not yet,” I replied, attacking her nipple with my teeth and reaching down to flick her clit again. She groaned loudly and attempted to stop my hand from touching it, now very sensitive after multiple orgasms, but I immediately grabbed her hand, and pinned it above her head.
“I’m in charge,” I instructed, staring into her eyes, “and I know you want to cum again.”
“Yes,” she begged, “yes, yes, YES,” with that, she lost all control of her body, and after a few minutes of spasms she laid lifeless on the floor. I cooed in satisfaction, and told her I was going to remove the vibrator.
“Good luck…” she teased. Her pussy muscles were tightly clenched around the toy, but I managed to gently pull it out, and turn it off. I brought it to her mouth, and instructed her to taste herself. She obeyed immediately, cleaning her cum off of it, surprised to know that she did, in fact, taste as good as I told her.
With that, I lay beside her, and pulled her against my chest. I kissed her forehead and stroked her hair, reaffirming her importance to me through some very needed aftercare. She snuggled against my chest, and mumbled, “Let’s do that again, when you teach me how to give orgasms. I also need to know how to use the toys on you and how to make you cum.”
“Sure Lara. I will teach you. All in due time. When we are not high on alcohol maybe. We will fuck because we want to fuck and not because I want to help you and teach you to use a Vibrator.” I replied.
“Okay Lisa. That makes sense. But this may seem like you helping me or teaching me, I value these moments.”
“Me too Lara. Me too.” I said as I kissed her and we cuddled and fell asleep.
We woke up after a few hours, sober and awkward. When my mother knocked on the door to inform us we had a guest, Lara and I quickly hid the toys and put on our clothes. Few seconds later, Kimberly came into the room.
“Whad’up Bitches?” Kimberly greeted.
“Shut up idiot. My mother could hear you.” I cautioned.
“Americana, must you always cause problems wherever you go?” Lara scolded.
“Wow! If it isn’t Hickory and Dickory. Can you both just shut up and spare me the bullshit.” then she paused and sniffs the air, “haha. I knew it.” Kimberly said.
“Knew what?” I asked.
“Nope, I won’t say. I would rather have the both of you fess up.”
“There is nothing to confess to you Americana.” Lara said.
“Oh really? Then why is there smell of pussy juice in this room? SLLLUTS!”
Lara and I looked at eachother and giggled.
“You finally did it right? I knew it. I knew you Sluts could never keep your hands off eachother.”
“Stop calling us that.” Lara cautioned.
“What would you rather have me call you? Bitches or Fucklicants?”
There was no way we would succeed in hiding it from Kimberly, so we told her the truth and she didn’t even act surprised.
*Back to school………
A few weeks later, the holiday was over and we returned to school. I had managed to stay from Ms Joyce even though she made life hell for me in school because she was our Mathematics teacher. She would ask me difficult questions and never encouraged me for doing anything correctly. Gosh! I hated her. She knew Senior Miss Anne had a junior lover but could she have known I was the one?
On afternoon, during break, I had gone to the shop outside the school compound to buy some items I needed. I ended up spending time with the pretty shop attendant who always flirted with me. Instead of going back to school after I had gotten what I needed, I ended up sitting down to listen to her chit chat about her life history. Well, that was my fault, I had asked her why she didn’t go to school like her mates and what she was doing as a shop attendant. Before I knew it, I had spent two hours in that shop and it was way past break period.. When I left and headed back to class, I met with a nightmare. Ms Joyce had come to the class and given an impromptu test. Out of nowhere!
“Where have you been?” Lara queried.
“I went to the shop to get some items against the Maths test we are supposed to have tomorrow.” I replied. My voice shaky.
“So? Why take so long?” Kimberly queried too.
“I spent some time talking to the shop keeper.” I replied.
“Oh! That pretty girl. Don’t tell me you missed a test because you were doing the ‘Naughty do’ with that slut.” Kimberly teased.
“Americana, cut that out. I did no such thing, we only talked. Besides, how do you know she’s a slut? Don’t tell me you’ve fucked her.” I replied.
“Who haven’t I fucked?” Kimberly threw those words at me sarcastically and walked away.
My heart began to race, I was not too good with Mathematics, not to talk of missing the test. I needed to go see Ms Joyce and explain to her. It wasn’t going to change anything, that woman hated me. But I had no choice. Kimberly and Lara wanted to go with me to beg her but I told them I would do it alone. I didn’t want her to humiliate me in front of them. Kimberly informed me she had no hold on the teachers and could not challenge them like she used to do with the Seniors when we were Juniors and that she was queried by the family many times already for terrorizing the school and her grandmother had threatened to send her back to America. So I had no other option but to beg.