The Sibling Diaries Ch. 02

This is sick. I quietly closed the door.What had I been thinking, walking in on him like that and me nearly naked, too? Embarrassed for us both, I headed back to my room. Feeling suddenly chilled, I took my robe down from its hook and put it on, jumping when my fingers brushed my right nipple. I looked down, my nipples were sticking out really stiff and my aureoles were swollen firm.

My right hand touched my nipple again and a little shock tingled right down my body, making my breath quicken. I closed my eyes as my thumb and forefinger caressed my breast. The tingle began to spread.

What’s wrong with me? I pulled the robe closed. I walked back down the hall and firmly knocked on David’s door.

Shuffling and bed sheets flying. “Wait a second. Come in, sis.”

He sat up in bed with the covers pulled up, and still on the phone.

“Sorry to bother, but you forgot to give me the parking pass.”

Realization crossed his face. “I’m the one who should be apologizing. Wait here a sec and I’ll go get it for you. In the meantime, I want you to meet Sandra Hawkins.” He got up, speaking into the portable. “Sandy, I want you to meet my sister, Gretta.” He handed me the phone and walked out.

He was wearing boxer shorts that showed no evidence of an erection whatsoever. On the nightstand, however, stood an open bottle of massage oil and what appeared to be a battery operated vibrator.

My eyes flew open and stared. I looked away with my furrowed brow, and shook my head.Mind your own business. I put the phone to my ear.

A voice buzzed through the speaker. "Hello? Hello? Are you there?"

"Oh, yes. Hi." I caught sight of the vibrator again, frowned and turned away from the nightstand.

“I am so sorry that I can’t be there to meet you in person, David talks about you all the time.” Her tone was utterly sincere.

She sounded nice. “He does?”

“Indeed, as a matter of fact we’re both very excited about you coming to live with David.” I thought I heard an undertone of humor, as if she were sharing a private joke with herself, but still…

“You are?” In college, most girlfriends I had known were pretty territorial, even with sisters. But I wasn't in college or Chicago any more for that matter.

“Gretta, you really have no idea just how happy we both are that you chose to move in. It’s not really the money. If David asked me, I’d be happy to give him the extra money he needs to make the rent. I think he needs to have family around and I could use a girlfriend to play with.”

Yep, she sounded almost too nice. “I’m sure you’ve got plenty of friends already, I don’t want to be an imposition”

“But not girlfriends that…”

"Here you go." David walked back into the bedroom, holding a plastic card in his hand.

“David’s back." I pressed the phone to my ear. "I'm sorry, you were saying?"

"Oh, well…Welcome to our little corner of the world, Gretta.”

“Thanks. Thanks very much, Sandy. See you soon.” I handed the phone back to David. He gave me the card.

He immediately sank back into the depths of his phone conversation and climbed into bed. I closed the door quietly and walked back down the hall.

Back in my room, standing in front of the full-length mirror at the end of my bed, I slipped the robe off my shoulders and looked at myself. I turned sideways and placed my hands on my hips. Then I stood up straight and pulled my shoulders back.Not too bad.

Sandy sounded nice. But there was something mysterious… Something in the way she said things.What was that she had said about girlfriends? And she sounded like she was rich or something, offering to pay for David.I wonder what she's like? Knowing my brother, she's probably a knockout--curvy body, big boobs, drop-dead gorgeous. Oh yeah, your basic nightmare. Probably real high-maintenance.

I sat down on the edge of the bed, still looking in the mirror. I saw the covers behind me and thought of David, lying in bed. I blushed. My cheeks burned. I should have known better than just to walk in. If he'd done that to me, I would have probably screamed. Heck, I almost did scream. I grinned and closed my eyes.

I stood there for a moment, thinking about what I'd just seen -- my brother's penis sticking straight up, obviously aroused and his fingers touching it lightly in an erotic caress. The same tingling from before started climbing all around my pussy, racing up and down my tummy. I pressed my hand to my mons and clutched my knees together. I sighed -- a long low sigh. I moaned and sat on the bed, opening my eyes. My nipples were swollen. I leaned back, lifting my top up. I hardly had any breasts, but it was almost as though Mother Nature had tried to make up for what I was lacking there in my nipples -- long, thick and surrounded by pinkish aureole that puffed up whenever I was feeling aroused. They were puffy now, like someone had inflated them. I wetted my fingers in my mouth and began gently twisting my nipples, milking them from base to tip. My favorite caress when I'm alone. I looked down at my busy fingers.I wish my tits were bigger. Little shivers ran through my body, straight from my nipples to my pussy. I could feel my labia getting slippery, the lips sliding against one another. I looked up.

The girl in the mirror was flushed and little goose bumps were standing up on her shoulders and the tops of her breasts. I lifted the gauzy top over my head and let it float to the floor. The girl in the mirror mimicked me. A mirror. The girl in the mirror -- Amber. I remembered from freshman year, doing the same thing with my roommate standing beside me. We had masturbated together, watching ourselves in a mirror.

I pinched my nipples a little harder, and bit my lip to stifle a groan.

She and I had spent the night talking about guys and dating and finally sharing our sexual experiences with each other. After about three hours of this kind of talk I had felt myself getting wet, the lips sliding against one another, just like now.

She had kissed me out of the blue. “Have you ever kissed a girl?”

“No… Have you?”

“No, I just thought…” She trailed off, her cheeks flushing a bright red. She kissed me again -- so soft. She backed away and looked at me.

“What are you thinking?” My body trembled.

“I don’t know." She kissed me again. "But I like this. Do you?"

I looked at her deep green eyes, her tousled hair in her face. "Yes."

She smiled and leaned towards me. Closing my eyes, I felt her soft tongue lick my lips. I opened my mouth and her hands gently pulled us together. My head spun. The kiss to intensified into a passionate, lingering erotic kiss. When we broke apart, she was flushed, breathing deeply. We looked down at each other. Her nipples were very clearly showing through her nightshirt. I could feel my pulse throbbing in my clit and nipples.

Looking at her I said, “Well, what do you think?”

“It was all right, but… But I think kissing a boy is still better.”

“I agree it felt nice, but boys are best.”

"Right." We kissed each other again, harder.

I pictured it in my mind as I continued looking in the mirror, touching my breasts and squeezing myself until I couldn’t stand it anymore. I slipped my panties down my legs, seeing myself back in the dorm room with Amber.

She hugged me as we kissed. I felt her breasts warmly press against mine and her hands massaging my back. I felt the bed behind me press up into us -- Amber resting on top of me.

"Ow!" Amber pushed off of me and sat back, grabbing at her side.

"I'm sorry. Did I…?" I felt embarrassed.

"No, no, no. It's just this fucking bra." Amber pulled her blouse up and reached behind herself, unhooking her bra. "This goddamned underwire is killing me. Sorry."

"That's okay, I…" But I froze. She lifted her arms out of the tshirt and pulled the bra away, exposing her breasts to me. I'd seen her naked often enough as we were getting ready for classes, but never this close -- never in bed together.

She started rubbing underneath them, massaging where it had bit into her. They jiggled. God, when did she get this big?

She saw me staring. "Oh, I'm sorry, I…" Her shoulders sagged and she looked down at me. "You're so lucky."

I looked down. My nipples poked out against the slight swell of my bosom. "What are you talking about? There's nothing here."

She smiled, looking me in the eyes. "Are you kidding? You're beautiful."

"I guess we all want what we can't have." I pointed at her boobs. "Your breasts are incredible -- big, round, curvy." I sighed. "Like a real woman should be."

She took my hand and pulled me to her, kissing me softly again. A thrill ran through my shoulders, ending in an ache at the end of my nipples. She took my hand and pressed it underneath her breast.

"It's okay, go ahead, please." She licked her lips, watching me.

I swallowed and looked at my hand. Gently, I lifted. It was so soft, like… Just like a velvet pillow.

Amber took my other hand and placed it on her other breast. My breathing was becoming ragged. She placed her hands outside of mine and pressed her boobs together. The cleavage went almost to her neck.

"I wish mine would do that."

She put her arms around me, hugging me, whispering, "Sweetie. Yours hands feel so good. My boyfriend just grabs, but you… You feel sexy."

She smiled and I grinned.

She lifted her hand, and looked me in the eyes. "How… How do you like to… To be touched?"

I took her wrist, closed my eyes and placed her hand flat against my chest, just below my neck. I guided her palm over and down, rubbing quietly under and around my left breast. All I could hear was our breathing. My heart hammered against my ribs.

"My boyfriends never touches my breasts. I don't think they know what to do when nothing's there." Her hand massaged its way by itself now, slowly teasing then hotly rubbing over my breasts and nipples.

She stopped. I opened my eyes, trying to catch my breath. She looked at me. I could smell her arousal.

“How do you like to be played with?” I pointed between my legs.

"You mean with my pussy?"

I swallowed. "Yes."

"Well, usually, it's dark and in his car. He gets excited… Hard, you know, and he sticks his fingers down my…"

"No, not that." I smiled. She looked confused. "When you're alone. How do you like to be played with?"

An eyebrow shot up from Amber and her mouth opened a little. I thought she was about to say something.

I decided to take a gamble. “Can you show me?”

She looked around. “Right now?”

I just smiled.

She looked down. “I’d be embarrassed just standing in front of you, naked while you just sat and watched.”

“I could get undressed too.”

She sighed, looking at me. “Okay.”

I stood up to undress.

“Gretta?”

“Yes” I unbuttoned my top.

“One other thing.”

“What’s that?” I said slipping my bottoms off, now totally naked except for a pair of very wet panties.

“You have to show me, too.”

My nipples ached at that. I covered them with my palms. “Maybe, we could just show each other at the same time.”

Amber hesitated. “You won’t tell anyone?”

“No, this is just between us.”

She laid back on the bed and pulled off her bottoms, exposing a very pretty pair of panties that were clearly just as soaking as mine. She stood, hooking her thumbs in the sides of her panties at her hips, the she stopped, looking at me.

I woke up, took a deep breath and slid mine down off my legs, rolling back on the bed. She stripped her panties down and climbed onto the bed beside me. Her pussy was very hairy. A little trail even reached to her navel.

She looked down at my mons. "Do you shave it?"

My eyes flashed to my body. "No, no. Why?"

"Why shave it, or…?"

I was confused. "Why do you ask?"

She sat up on one elbow and looked at my pussy. "Because there's hardly any… Well, look. With your blonde hair, it looks like peach fuzz -- barely there. You can see everything."

Embarrassed, I blushed scarlet right down to my nipples.

Amber touched my shoulder and brushed my neck with her hand. "Oh, I'm sorry, Gretta. You're very pretty -- really. Most girls have to shave themselves to look as good as you do naturally." She smiled and lay back down, her breasts flattened out towards her arms.

She started slowly teasing her hands along her sides. "First, I have to be touched and get aroused, but I think I'm past that stage now." She lifted her left knee and deftly slipped a finger along her slit. She closed her eyes and rolled her head towards me, breathing deeply.

"When I touch myself, I like it to be light and gentle, just making the skin aware." She moaned lightly in the back of her throat.

I was riveted.
As I start to get more excited and wet, I open my outer lips and run just the pads of my fingers along them. It feels almost like a lick."

"A lick?"

She continued running her fingers slowly up and down inside, teasing her lips open. "Yes, haven't you…?" She stared at me for a moment.

She closed her eyes and lifted her right knee. "When I'm ready, I press a finger inside me." She groaned as she slid her middle finger deep inside. "I love the tingling sensation I get when it pushes me apart, spreading me."

As I pictured Amber lying beside me now, I pushed a finger deep inside myself, reveling in the exquisite moment as my insides move to allow the intrusion. I moaned softly, panting against the mattress beneath me.

I watched the finger bury deep inside her puss and pull out again, pulling her lips open like two pink little butterfly wings.

She started to pant. "As I get… More excited. I like to squeeze my breasts a little." Her other hand ran up her side, cupping her boob across the top with her fingers. When they squeezed down, she arched her back, pushing her breast into the palm.

She moaned. "It feels… So good." She let out a long stream of air.

In front of the mirror in David's apartment, I did the same, sighing. "Then what, Amber? How… How do you finish?"

The question stumbled out of my mouth. I wanted to grab the words and pull them back in. Amber's eyes opened, looking at me. I could see a little sweat on her upper lip and her forehead.

She breathed heavily. "You… You wanna… Want to watch me?"

I sighed. "Yes." My pussy was soaked. I felt a drop run down the inside of my thigh.

Amber tucked both her heels tightly up against her bottom, spreading her legs high and wide. "Then, when I'm… Ready…" She breathed in and out a couple of times quickly. "I press in another finger… Ahhhh." She had two fingers in her vagina now, pumping slowly in and out. "And I use my other hand to… To… Oh my God! To… Make… Make me… Ohhhh!" Her other hand started rubbing along the side of her clit. I couldn't see it, but I knew where she was touching. Her finger rolled around her hand, making little circles around the top of her pussy. The room smelled of her.

She opened her eyes and looked at me. They were glazed over, only half-open. Her mouth was open, breathing in and out like she was running a race. The breath from my mouth was making my tummy move in and out, too. I wanted to touch my pussy. I could feel my clit throb with Amber's every thrust of her fingers.

"Here… Here, you… You do it." She grabbed my hand and pulled it towards her pussy. I hesitated. She felt me tense.

"Please, Gretta. I want to cum. I need to cum. Please help me." The pleading on her face got to me. I let her guide my hand. Her pussy was wet -- very wet. It felt as if my fingers were pressing into an oily hot goo. I felt a hard little nub brush my fingertips.

"Right there. Right there. " She moved my fingers in a little circle for a minute, then let go. I kept moving them just like she had, but gently, lightly.

She looked up at me, speaking between breaths. "No, Gretta, push harder… Oh yeah, that's better."

Her hips started to push up every time I pushed down, rocking against my fingers. Her breath came in great whooshes out of her mouth, little moans at the end of each breath. Then, slowly, finally, she got frantic. Her fingers sawed in and out faster and faster, her other hand clutching at her boobs.

"Oh, here I… Gretta! I'm gonna… I'm going to… Oh God!" She grabbed my hand and held it to her dancing hips, shaking and collapsing on her side in a frenzy of spasms. Her face was red and her eyes were rolled back in her head, panting and puffing. She stopped for a moment, then jerked again, stopping her breathing and jerking again. Finally, she panted once deeply and calmed, the tension draining from her.

A little drool dripped from the side of my mouth. I brought my hand up and wiped it from my lips. I looked at it hanging there. I pressed my fingers back up into my pussy and thought about what Amber said next to me all those years ago.

She opened her eyes and saw me. "My God." She sighed and breathed in deeply, making her breasts rise. "Look at your nipples."

I looked down at them. They stood out straight, about an inch. Long, erect, hard nipples on top of my puffy aureole, all pink and covered in little goosebumps.

She touched my right one with her finger. I jumped and closed my eyes as a shivering jolt ran through my body. When I opened them, I noticed my hands were shaking.

Amber was smiling at me. She sat up on one elbow, leaned in and kissed me - just a quick peck on the lips. Then she put her right hand on my shoulder and pushed. I rolled onto my back, my nipples pointing straight up in the air. She looked at me.

"Your turn."

I felt very self-conscious all of the sudden. I tried to clear my head, so I could think of what I should do first. I closed my eyes and started to run my hands up and down my sides.

She kissed me. She licked at my lips and I opened my mouth to her. Her tongue snaked its way inside and tickled the roof of my mouth. I moaned. I felt her hand pull on my thigh. I moved it, opening my legs, but she pulled my thigh up, between us.

Then, I felt it. Her hand was lightly touching me. A finger lazily grazing up and down my slit, teasing, not entering, not rubbing, but gently stroking. I bounced my hips up, trying to catch her finger.

She chuckled low in her throat and broke the kiss, her emerald eyes burning into mine. "Is this what you want, sweetie?"

Her two stiff fingers sank slowly into me, pressing deep, spreading my vagina wide open.

My head came up, almost hitting hers as the breath shot out of my mouth, followed by a moan. "Oh, oh, mmm…"

I clutched my arms around her, holding on as she started moving her fingers in and out of me. "You're too far gone to play around, Gretta. You want to cum right now, don't you?"

I just grunted as her arm pistoned the fingers into me.

"You want to cum all over my fingers, don't you Gretta? Is this what you want?"

Her arm was a blur, plunging into me. Behind my eyes, I saw blue stars spread around the eyelids. I held onto her for fear of falling off the bed. Her large breasts hugged against my aching nipples. Little tingles of delight started echoing between my clit and my brain, spreading a tension that had stretched itself between my hips.

I tried to answer her, but only moaned. "Uh-huh!"

She pressed me down onto the bed, holding her fingers still inside me for a moment. My hips were moving of their own volition, seeking stimulation against her hand. Sweat pooled between my breasts and ran down my tummy's side. My face felt clammy. My lips were dry from panting.

Amber kissed the side of my face, then sat up for a moment, her fingers still inside me.

She took my hand and brought it down to my pussy. "Go sister, I want to see you when you cum."

I locked eyes with her and started to rub my clit. The sensation was too great. I rolled my eyes back as my head flung back against the bedspread.

I felt something hot close over my nipple. Amber had closed her mouth over it and was sucking me. "Oh! Amber, what are you… What are…?" God, it felt good. As she licked my nipples, little shocks tingled down my body, tumbling around in my tummy and burst into my head. I felt like I'd been plugged in.