Our Secret Things

The night air was crisp on her pale breasts as she posed in the moonlight. Her nipples stood erect, barely visible through the gossamer fabric delicately draped over her nude figure. Her slender legs stretched beneath her smooth and delicate like porcelain. She tried her best to pose seductively, but it was difficult when her sister was on the other side of the lens. It seemed she wasn't the only one having trouble.

"I really appreciate you helping with this assignment, Jesse, but I don't think I can make this work." said Harley from behind the camera. She was trying not to sound frustrated, but Jesse could tell from her voice how distressed her sister was.

"What's wrong? I know this means a lot to you, Cutiesocks" said Jesse with a smile.

Harley cracked a smile when she heard her childhood nickname. Jesse always knew how to cheer her up.

"I just... I can't get the right pictures. I don't think Ms. Orchid is going to like these." Harley sighed and flipped through the digital photos of her sister with a look of deep dissatisfaction.

"Well just tell me how you want me and I'll see what I can do," Jesse said trying to be encouraging.

"It's not you... well, maybe a little."

"What do you mean? I thought I was posing properly," said Jesse worriedly.

"No, not like that." Harley looked down. "I've never had a female model before, so I'm not sure what to look for." She thought for a second. "Maybe I can get Justin to come in." She looked back at her sister, " again, I'm really grateful you helped on such a short notice."

Jesse could tell Harley wasn't being completely truthful. There was an uncharacteristic nervousness about her. She wondered what it could be. They had always been unusually close sisters and seeing each other nude around the house was never a shameful occurrence, so it couldn't be that. Still, she didn't feel like Harley was in the mood to talk right now, so she decided to let it go.

Later that night, Jesse woke up to use the restroom. Sleep clinging to her eyes, she shuffled into the shared bathroom that separated her room from Harley's. As the door closed behind her, she heard a soft moan. In her sleepy state, she almost didn't think anything of it. Even after she noticed each shaky breath followed by the sensual release of a wavering moan it took her a while to put two and two together. She was listening to Harley masturbate. Her cheeks instinctively blushed and she was embarrassed despite being alone. She couldn't help but feel as if she had intruded on something private. Harley and her were close, but there were some boundaries that even they didn't cross. Harley must not have heard her enter, and she hadn't bothered to turn on the light, so Harley didn't know she was awake. She stayed quiet. She didn't want Harley to think she was purposefully spying on her. Jesse looked around the dark bathroom as if looking for an escape from this awkwardness. Maybe if she flicked the switch, it would look like she had just entered the shared bathroom and Harley would stop moaning. She could use the toilet without thinking of what her sister did in her own room after dark without also embarrassing Harley.

She reached for the light, and as her fingers slid on the wall blindly searching for that plastic lever to save her from this embarrassment, things got worse.

"Oh yes, fuck me" she heard Harley moan, "fuck me hard." She held that last syllable in her mouth until it became a loud moan. Jesse could feel her face growing redder by the second. Where was that light switch?

"Yes, oh fuck yes, oh my god yes!" The words came faster and breathier. Jesse found the light switch and breathed a silent sigh of relief. She really didn't want to hear her sister orgasming and it seemed like that was quickly approaching.

"Oh Jesse, you're so fucking hot!" moaned Harley.

"What the fuck?" Jesse cried out incredulously, completely stunned at what she had just heard. She flicked on the light. Nothing but silence followed. She saw herself in the bathroom mirror. Her eyes were wide and her mouth was open in shock. A tense silence hung in the air as neither sister dared address what just happened. Finally Harley whispered, barely loud enough to be heard.

"Jesse?"

"Yeah?"

Another tense silence.

"Sorry," said Harley. Jesse didn't know what to say. She turned off the light and went back to her room.

She couldn't believe what had just happened. It couldn't be. Maybe she misheard. She tried to calm herself down. Maybe this was just a misunderstanding. After all, there's plenty of boys named Jesse. The moans echoed in her head. How could it be about anyone else? She couldn't deny what she heard. She wished she hadn't given herself away, she couldn't imagine what Harley must be feeling right now. It was one thing to be caught masturbating, but by your own sister? She didn't want Harley to feel that guilt. She had to apologize, as uncomfortable as that would be.

Jesse knocked lightly on the door separating Harley's room from the shared bathroom. She whispered gently, "Harley, you awake?"

"Go away" replied Harley under her breath.

"Oh honey, it's alright." said Jesse in the most comforting tone she could muster.

"Go, please" Harley's voice was shaky and quiet, as if she had been crying.

"I'm coming in, Harley. It really is alright." She opened the door.

"No stop!"

"Oh fuck!" Jesse froze. She expected to find Harley curled up in bed, hiding in shame, instead a large silicone cock was buried in her pussy as she sat fully naked on her bed. Her night light cast a dramatic light on her from below, leaving her face in shadow but fully exposing her dripping wet pussy sliding frantically up and down the length of her toy.

"I can't help it..." whimpered Harley. She seemed to be having trouble making words. She was at the edge of orgasm, yet again interrupted by her sister, and the accidental edging seemed to only heighten her experience. "I'm about to..." her words trailed off as a surge of pleasure hit her like a wave and she arched her back and collapsed on the bed moaning and soaking wet, dildo still deep inside her.

"I've been so horny lately." Harley said at long last. Jesse stood silently transfixed beside the door and listened. "I'm sorry, I just had to finish." Harley sounded bashful. "I'm sorry you heard me."

"No no, it's perfectly natural." Jesse said, struggling to meet her sister's eyes.

"I meant earlier." Harley whispered, almost inaudibly.

"Oh yeah. It's ok. That's what I came here about."

"You must hate me now," Harley said regretfully as the rush of her horniness subsided.

"No, it's fine. I'm sorry I reacted that way. It was just unexpected." Jesse said.

"You don't think I'm gross?" Harley whispered as she covered her face shamefully.

"No, honey. I was just shocked. I--"

"Ugh. I hate this," Harley interrupted and rolled over to face her sister who was standing in her pajamas. "I can't stop thinking about you, Jesse. And every time I do I get horny. That's why I couldn't use you as a model earlier. I couldn't focus on photography while my pussy was dripping down my thighs. I know, I'm gross." She let out an exasperated sigh. "But every time I touch myself I wish it was you doing it. You weren't supposed to know, and I get that you hate me now, just, don't tell anyone okay?" She rolled back over and tried to hold back tears.

"Hey, Harley, it's alright." Jesse sat on the bed behind her nude sister, careful not to sit on the large blue plastic cock that lay next to her. "I promise I'm not judging you. We all have our secret things. I'm sure if you looked at my search history you'd think I was gross. I came to apologize, not judge you. You're my little sister, and I'll be there for you no matter what." She bent over and placed a kiss on Harley's cheek.

"Really, you're okay with it?" Harley asked.

"Honestly it is a little flattering, I never thought anyone would masturbate to me." Jesse said with a bashful smile. "Still, I think I'm better off not knowing when it happens."

"Yeah, sorry I got carried away." Harley said shamefully.

"You really think about me every time?" asked Jesse curiously.

"Every. Time." Harley sat up, an excited smile spread across her face. "You're the hottest girl I've ever seen! I bet all the boys in class would touch themselves to you, and some of the girls too."

"Well, there's a mental image I won't ever forget" said Jesse jokingly. Harley giggled.

"I'm glad you're not mad at me," she said with relief.

"Of course not." Jesse said simply.

"So what are your secrets?" asked Harley.

"What do you mean?"

"You said we all had secrets. So, what are yours?"

"Oh." Jesse blushed in the dimly lit room. "I can't tell you."

"Come on, you know my secret, it's only fair."

"Uh," Jesse tried to think of something she could say. "I'm curious about fisting."

"Your pussy or your ass?" Harley asked eagerly.

"Both I suppose, but I've only tried my pussy." Jesse answered somewhat embarrassed.

"You know, I've got an extra hand" Harley whispered naughtily.

"Harley!" Jesse gasped incredulously.

"What, I don't mean my own. I have a hand shaped dildo." She leaned over the side of the bed and reached for a drawer under her bed. "Here look." She produced a red silicone hand with all the fingers fused together as if holding tightly by the fingertips.

"Whoa, you can take all that?" Jesse was amazed.

"Not really, honestly, it would probably serve you better." She offered Jesse the fisting toy.

"Thanks,"Jesse said, certain that this was some weird dream. "I guess we're both helping each other come tonight." She chuckled at her own joke.

"Oh you're going to use it already? Well don't let me keep you." Harley gave Jesse a smile.

"Maybe you'd like to hear me cumming?" joked Jesse as she stood up to go back to her room.

"Yeah that'd be hot!" Harley said quickly. "Oh, you were kidding" Harley immediately sunk into herself in shame. "Sorry I'm such a pervert. I swear I'm not always like this."

"Just when I'm involved?" Asked Jesse.

Harley nodded.

"I'll try to be a little loud then, just for you" Harley gave Jesse a playful wink as she made her way back to her room.

Harley stared at the door in disbelief for a couple minutes. Did Jesse really mean everything she said? She hardly had time to think about it before low moans drifted into the room from Jesse's bedroom. Instantly, Harley placed her hands on her dark nipples and gave them a light tug. She shuddered as she felt the passion build within her.

In her room, Jesse moaned as she stretched her lips around the silicone knuckles between her thighs. Harley's toy was amazing and generously sized but it made her wish for the real thing. Nonetheless, she couldn't help but shiver and moan as she thrusted the hand toy in and out of her increasingly aroused pussy

With the sound of the other moaning, the two sisters pleasured themselves like never before. Jesse felt beads of sweat on her skin as she pushed herself to take all of the fist toy. Her moans grew louder and louder with each thrust. Harley flicked her enlarged clit delicately since she had been masturbating a lot recently. Still, the willing moans of her sister brought Harley to a whole new level of arousal. She slid her fingers up and down the wet, puffy lips of her pussy. Then she reached inside, pumping her fingers deep in her warm and wet pussy. She focused on the heated moans her sister made and desperately tried to hold back a loud moan as she came with her fingers deep inside her. She let out a sigh and a smile.

She turned on her side and saw her camera resting on her nightstand. Still feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm, she reached for it, turned on the timer and set it back on the nightstand facing her. She lay in bed nude with a wide satisfied smile stretched across her face as the shutter clicked. She reached for her camera again. She saw herself, half in shadow, half in light, her feminine form accentuated in the harsh shadows and her expression the unmistakable satisfaction of someone that just made herself come.

"Finally I have something to turn in." She sighed and went to sleep.