Valerie Ch. 01byANNE240©
When my sister Valerie and I were younger, we never got along. We couldn’t stand to even be in the same room together. Looking back on it, I guess we both hated the fact that we were treated like one person, and we resented each other for it. For years, neither one of us had a name; it was just “the twins.” “The twins this and the twins that.” It drove me crazy, as I’m sure it did her. Now that we’re older however, we’ve learned to deal with it, or at least we came to realize that we shouldn’t blame each other for it.
The past few months have actually been really great for both of us. We’ve really been getting along well. We spend a lot of time together, just talking and getting to know each other. When I stop and think about it, it’s actually somewhat sad that we wasted a good part of our lives hating each other. As it turns out, we are discovering that we have alot of common interests, and we are both very like-minded.
It all began when we were talking about potential colleges that we wanted to attend, when we both realized we had many the same choices. It was this conversation that consequently began to lead our relationship in an entirely different direction. I'm not exactly sure how it went word for word, but my sister had mentioned something about us being roommates if we happened to be accepted to the same school. Admittedly, I probably shouldn’t have said what I said, but I have never been known to hold my tongue. After she voiced her idea, I rudely shot it down, stating that I thought she’d lost her mind for even suggesting that we could co-exist together under the same roof alone without killing each other. Needless to say, she took offense to it and we began to argue. Truth be told, it was probably the best thing I could have said.
We spent the next few hours screaming, crying, and just basically letting our feelings flow freely, until we were both too exhausted to continue. After we had both settled down, It seemed as though we couldn’t do anything more than just laugh. It had gotten late, and though we were both emotionally drained, we stayed up half the night just talking. We shared everything with each other from school to our family and friends to sex. It was at that point that I truly realized I had found a best friend and confidant in my sister. I had shared things with her that I had never told anyone before, and it was as though I couldn’t seem to stop myself. The words and emotions just poured out of me without hesitation. I felt as if I could tell her anything, and I practically did. It just felt comfortable to be telling her my deepest secrets, and equally as comfortable to listen to hers.
Eventually, we were both so tired that we just fell asleep right there on the floor of her bedroom. I think she was still talking when her eyes closed and her words tapered to an incoherent sigh, but that could have been me drifting off as well.
At some point during the night, I woke up briefly, and realized that we were both under a blanket and my sister had wrapped herself around me. I figured that she must have got up at some point and covered us. I don’t know why she didn’t just get into her bed, but I didn’t really give it any thought at the time. I didn’t want to wake her by getting up, so I stayed where I was instead of going to my own bed.
In the morning, we both woke up feeling as though we had a new beginning. As soon as I stood up, and without a word, she threw her arms around me and hugged me tightly. I returned her hug, and broke the silence by telling her that I would love nothing more than if we could be roommates in college. She and I both laughed and cried at the same time, hugging each other tighter. The very next moment was somewhat awkward, and left us both at a loss for words. Even over the next few days, we were both careful about what we said to each other, given the volatility of our relationship in the past.
After a few days had passed and the tension seemed to dissipate, we both began to grow more comfortable in each other’s presence. We sought out each other’s company more often, and generally learned to love each other as sisters, and as friends.
Several months later, our relationship took another unimaginable turn.
It was summer, and just after our eighteenth birthday. It had probably been the first time we had celebrated together since we were old enough to distinguish ourselves from one another, and go our separate ways. We had a great time, and for the first time, I actually loved the fact that we shared a birthday. Anyway, our parents had gone to visit some friends for the weekend and Val and I were spending the day by the pool. I suppose it was just after noon when my friend Tammy showed up to have a swim. The three of us had been talking for a while, when Valerie excused herself and went inside. Shortly after, Tammy left as well, and I went inside to use the bathroom. I couldn’t imagine where my sister had gone. On the way back out, I went up to my room to grab a few more c.d.’s, when I heard her voice, and assumed she was on the phone. I knocked on her door to see if she was coming back out to the pool.
“Hold on a sec.”
She opened the door slightly and peeked out.
“Hey, you coming back down?”
“Uh, yea, I’ll be there in a sec.”
“Okay. Is that mom on the phone?”
“I’m not on the phone.”
“Oh. Who were you talking to?”
“No one… Oh I must have just been singing. I’ll be down in a sec.”
I thought it was a bit strange, but I didn’t question it. Just before she closed the door, I noticed her bathing suit, the one she was wearing, lying on the floor by her bed. I still didn’t think anything of it, until I reached the pool and realized what she was most likely doing. I smiled to myself at the thought and a minute or so later, she rejoined me at the pool. Her general appearance had confirmed my suspicions as I took notice of her flushed look, and the thin line of perspiration forming at her hairline. She sat down beside me with a sigh of relief and closed her eyes, obviously enjoying her post orgasmic afterglow. I giggled to myself and shook my head.
“What are you laughing about?”
“Nothing. You’re just funny.”
“What’s so funny about me? Am I a clown? Do I amuse you?” We both chuckled.
“Yes, as a matter of fact you do.”
“It’s pretty hot out here today huh?”
“Look at you, you’re sweating already, and your face is all red. Maybe you should take a swim.”
“No I’m fine.”
She gave me a strange look, and I just smiled knowingly at her.
Later that day, I was waiting for Val to get out of the shower, and I could have sworn I heard some noises coming from the bathroom again.
“Twice in one day?” I thought. “My God, my sister is a nympho!”
We went our separate ways that night, as we both had other plans, and I managed to get myself a decent buzz going at the party I was at. When I got home just before two a.m., my sister still wasn’t there, and after raiding the fridge, I went to my room to go to bed. Moments later, Val flew into my room and flopped on my bed, obviously not in much better condition than me.
“Hey sis!” she said.
“Hey. I take it you had fun tonight?”
“Yea, it was okay. What about you?”
“Yea? Anything exciting happen?”
“I don’t know. Did you hook up?”
“No. There was a few cute guys, but no one special.”
“Where did you go?”
“I don’t know the guys name who’s party it was, but it was okay, you?”
“We went to Laura’s. Her parents are gone for the summer, but it wasn’t a big crowd, maybe twenty people. I knew everyone there.”
She just smiled as she stared at the ceiling.
“Alright, I’m going to bed.”
“Oh c’mon! I’m so not tired!”
“So what do you want me to do?”
“I don’t know, I figured we could just hang out for a while.”
“I guess for a little while, but I’m at least going to change.”
I got up and changed into a nightshirt, as Val floundered on my bed, haphazardly removing her clothing.
“What are you doing?”
She pulled of her shirt, revealing that she hadn’t been wearing a bra, and dropped it on the floor next to her skirt and flip-flops. She propped herself up on my pillows, seemingly uninhibited about her partial nudity.
“You’re just gonna sit there like that?”
“What? I’m wearing underwear.”
“Yea, that’s all you’re wearing.”
“So? It’s nothing you haven’t seen before.”
If it didn’t bother her, I wasn’t going to let it bother me.
“We’re twins remember? You’ve got the exact same body as me.”
“Well, not quite.” I said as I sat down next to her. “My tits are a lot nicer.”
“Oh my God you bitch!”
I laughed as she grabbed her breasts in both hands.
“No way are yours nicer!”
She grabbed at my nightshirt and pulled it up, exposing my breasts before I could stop her.
“See, same titties.”
“Hey!” I pushed her hand away and the shirt fell back down.
“Oh c’mon, what’s the big deal?”
I just laughed as she went back to inspecting her own breasts.
“Will you stop playing with yourself? Go in your own room if you’re gonna do that.”
“Oh my God, what are you so uptight about?”
“I’m not uptight! I just don’t want to watch you while you sit here and fondle yourself!”
“I’m not fondling myself. I’m just comparing.”
“Comparing what? You said it yourself; we’re twins, same body. I think you’re just playing with yourself.”
She dropped her hand on to her lap.
“I am not playing with myself!”
“Oh, that’s right! You already did that twice today!”
She looked at me with a horrified look, and I smiled.
“What are you talking about?”
“I’m talking about you, in your room this afternoon, and again in the shower.”
She smiled, and hid her face in her hands, but I could still see her turn bright red. “How did you…”
“Oh c’mon. It was so obvious! You were all like satisfied looking afterwards! And you’re not very quiet about it either.”
“Oh my God, I can’t believe you heard me!”
I laughed. “I just can’t believe you did it twice. You’re such a slut!”
“I am not! I just get the urge from time to time.”
“Yea but twice in one day?”
“Oh c’mon, you’ve never done that?”
“NO I haven’t.”
“You’re such a liar! You never do it?”
“I didn’t say that! I just don’t do it as often!”
She seemed to regain herself, and sat up further on my bed.
“Like how often?”
“How often do you do it?”
“I don’t know!”
“Oh c’mon! Do you do it every day?”
“So what, like once a week, once a month?”
“Why are you so interested?”
“I don’t know, I just want to know.”
“I don’t know, I guess like once a week maybe.”
“Oh my God! What do you think about when you do it?”
“I DON’T KNOW! Stop asking me this stuff!”
I was giggling nervously, and I could feel myself getting red. I never talked about this kind of stuff with anyone before.
“C’mon, just tell me what you think about and I won’t ask you anymore.”
“I don’t know, what do you think about?”
Her hands nervously rubbed together and she looked down and smiled.
“I like to think about a guys big cock rubbing all over my body. I pretend he’s rubbing it all over me, and imagine what it would feel like in my hands and my mouth, until it finally I can feel it in me.”
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
“So, what do you think about?”
“Pretty much the same thing I guess.”
“Do you ever think about…girls?”
“NO! Why do you?”
“I have. I mean not all the time, but you know, sometimes, I mean, I have.”
“Oh my God, you’re a lesbian!”
“No I’m not! You’re telling me you’ve never wondered what it’s like to have sex with another girl?”
“You’re lying. I can tell.”
“How can you tell that I’m lying?”
“We’re twins remember? It’s like twin intuition or something.”
“You have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Yes I do, and that’s not the point. The point is you’re lying.”
“I am not! I have never thought about another girl while I did that!”
“Oh whatever! I can’t believe that you can’t be honest with me. I thought that everything was different now, but I guess I was wrong!”
“Oh c’mon Val. Just because I never thought about having sex with another girl?”
“No, it’s because you won’t admit to me that you’ve thought about it.”
“Okay fine! Maybe once or twice, but I’ve never really considered it!”
“See? Was that so hard? It’s no big deal you know! A lot of people think about it. It doesn’t mean you’re a lesbian!”
“I know, but still! Can we talk about something else please?”
“Why? I like talking about this. Besides, you started it!”
“Okay, so I can end it.”
“Wait, just one more thing. What’s you’re favorite thing to do?”
“What do you mean?”
“I like to get totally naked, and put baby oil on my self. It’s so slippery. Sometimes I use the showerhead. The water feels so awesome there, it makes me cum a lot!”
“I can’t believe you’re telling me this.”
“So tell me, how do you do it?”
“I don’t know, the regular way I guess.”
“What do you mean?”
“Ugh! I just do it the normal way, with my fingers. Sometimes I use the pillow.”
“Oh my God, I love that! I forgot! Do you ever use anything?”
“Use? Like what?”
“Like sometimes I use an electric toothbrush, or a brush handle.”
“Yea, the smooth part.”
“No I never did that. I told you, just the regular way.”
“You should try it. It feels so awesome.”
I suddenly happened to notice my sister’s hands mindlessly rubbing herself. I don’t think she was aware of it, but I could see that she was a little turned on. I started to feel very uncomfortable, and tried to figure out how to put a stop to this situation.
“Maybe I will, but I’m kind of tired now, and I want to go to sleep.”
“Why don’t you do it now?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Go into the bathroom and do it.”
“I’m not gonna do that now!”
“Because, I don’t want to.”
“Why don’t we do it together? I could show you how to do it!”
“WHAT’S THE MATTER WITH YOU? I’m not going to do that with you! That’s disgusting!”
“What’s so disgusting about it? I’m not saying we should do stuff to each other, just do it at the same time. It would be cool, like looking in the mirror.”
“You’ve completely lost your mind Val! I’m going to bed! Now take your hands out of your pants and go to your own room.”
She looked down and quickly put her hands at her sides, as if she just realized what she had been doing.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t, It was stupid to say that stuff. I was just kidding, Really. Don’t go to sleep. I want to talk to you. We don’t have to talk about this, we can talk about anything, whatever you want, just stay and talk to me.”
“Val, you’re scaring me a little bit.”
“Oh c’mon, you know I was kidding right?”
I knew she wasn’t, but I also knew it was probably just the alcohol talking, and she didn’t really want to do those things.
“Fine. What do you want to talk about?”
“I don’t care, anything. I just like talking to you. I’m really glad we can talk to each other like this. I missed having you as my sister.”
She hugged me tight, and I hugged her back. I could smell her perfume. Her long hair tickled my nose, and her body felt warm against mine. Suddenly, she lay back down, pulling me on top of her.
“Val what are you doing?”
She giggled and held me tighter. I tried to pull away from her, but I couldn’t.
“Nothing, I just like snuggling with you.”
“Alright Val, you definitely had too much to drink.”
“I’m not drunk. I just like hugging you. There’s nothing wrong with that is there?”
“No, but it’s a little weird for us to be hugging in my bed while you’re naked.”
She just laughed.
“Can I sleep with you tonight?”
“WHAT? NO you can’t sleep with me! You’ve got your own bed to sleep in! What’s the matter with you?”
“Nothing! It’s just, well remember when we slept on my floor that night? I liked it. It was like when we were little. C’mon, I don’t bite.”
I was actually rather touched that she wanted to be so close to me, but given the night events, I was a little apprehensive as to how close she wanted to be. I was somewhat uncomfortable, but then it just hit me. This is my sister! It’s not as if she’s going to try to have sex with me! I was just being paranoid, and I actually laughed at how ridiculous I was being. How could I ever think such a thing?
“Fine, you can sleep here but you have to put on a shirt or something.”
She didn’t answer. She loosened her hold on me, and I rolled off her. As soon as I was next to her she threw her arms around me and cuddled in close to me. Her eyes were already closed, and I figured she was almost asleep, so I pulled the blankets over us and switched off the lights. I had to admit that it felt good to have someone sleeping so close to me, if only it wasn’t my sister.
For some reason I was wide-awake now, and had a lot of trouble falling asleep. All I could think of was images of my sister and her electric toothbrush. I had to admit, her frankness intrigued me a little bit, and I was somewhat curious to try some of the things that she had mentioned earlier. Her arm was draped over my waist, and her head was resting on my shoulder. Her eyes were closed, but I got the distinct feeling that she wasn’t entirely asleep yet.
After a few more minutes, she stirred, pulling me in tighter to her body. Her hand shifted and rested on my breast. I quickly moved it back down to my waist. A few moments later, she shifted again, this time draping her leg across mine. She pressed her crotch tightly into my leg, and it sent a chill through my body. I could feel the heat between her legs practically burning me, and then I realized that she was wet there. I tried to pull myself away, but her crotch just pressed tighter against me. Eventually I just tried to ignore it, and hoped either she or I would fall asleep. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore.
“C’mon Val, I know you’re not sleeping.”
“Val, you’re all wet.”
She smiled softly and pressed herself harder into my leg.
“Sorry” she whispered.
“C’mon Val, do something about that will you?”
I felt her hips pull back, and her hand slid from my waist to her crotch. I felt the back of her hand against my leg as she checked herself. She moaned softly and put her hand back where it was.
“What do you want me to do?”
“I don’t care, but get it off my leg!”
She smiled again, and I felt her squirm under the covers. She pulled her knees into her body and pulled out her underwear from under the covers. She let them drag across my face as she reached across me and dropped them on the floor on my side of the bed. I could smell her faint odor as she dragged the fabric across my face. She pressed herself into my leg again, and I jumped as her bare hot skin touched me. Her soft hair tickled my leg.
“No that’s not better! You can’t sleep naked.”
She didn’t answer again.
“It’s still wet down there Val.”
“I can’t help it.”
Again, she pressed herself harder into my leg. Her hand resumed its position on my waist, but this time under my shirt.
I tried just to ignore it, but I found her naked body touching mine was all I could think about. I didn’t want this to be happening, but I was too tired to get out of my bed. I closed my eyes, hoping to go to sleep so we could wake up sober, and this whole thing would be over.
Just as I was drifting off, I felt her body shift again, and her crotch steadily and slowly grinding against my leg. It started slowly at first, where I could barely notice it, but it seemed as though the longer I went without stopping it, the more intentional it became. I could feel her breath on my neck getting harder, and I did nothing to stop it. I knew what she was doing, and although I couldn’t believe it, I really didn’t want her to stop. I could feel her growing more excited, and it excited me. I was giving her pleasure just by being there, and it was turning me on. I wondered how far she would actually go, and the more she pressed herself against me, the more excited I became. I felt her hand start to slowly creep up my shirt, and I remained still, letting her have her way with me.