Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 06

Without warning, Marina sank the vibrator all the way into her cunt, sliding the full length in, right up to the base, in one smooth movement. She gasped as she felt the bulk of the shaft stretch her pussy, then moaned when the vibrations, switched up to maximum now, began to work their magic on the receptive interior of her vagina. The moans became a wail, high and keening, when the rabbit ears made contact with her clit. By now, Marina was barely able to control herself, thrashing her head from side to side on the pillow, her torso and thighs shaking as her excitement consumed her entire body.

Feeling herself becoming aroused, and keen to see more, Penny lifted her feet off the floor and scooted along the bed until she was lying alongside Marina, propped up on an elbow so she could easily observe everything. By this stage, her sister was oblivious to Penny's presence, her energies focused only on bringing herself to a body-shuddering orgasm. Watching on, as Marina pumped the vibrator in and out of her pussy, Penny was sure Marina's climax must come soon. Marina's voice had become one long wordless exclamation, vented out from the core of her soul. Penny was in awe of what she was seeing, but also extremely turned on. Her earlier vague urge to seduce her sister crystalized into a firm resolve. Somehow, in the near future, Penny would pluck up the courage to seduce Marina.

Marina pressed the button on the base of the vibrator one more time, setting the revolving beads in motion. Her voice became a scream, and finally, her body was wracked by a powerful, all-consuming orgasm. Penny didn't know where to look. The ecstasy Marina was experiencing was written all over her face, compelling Penny to gaze at her, rapt with fascination; the sight of Marina's pussy in spasms around the vibrator, with cum juices flowing out around it, was equally enthralling, and Penny's eyes roamed freely, taking in the sight of her sister, only inches away, wailing with pleasure whilst in the throes of a massive orgasm.

It was all too much for Penny. She felt the ache between her legs she was so familiar with, the one she would usually respond to by sliding her hand into her panties and fingering her clit. Marina was still engrossed in her own pleasure, so why not? Penny stared directly into Marina's eyes, daring her to register what she was doing, then hitched up her skirt, using one hand to pull her panties to one side, and the other to trace a delicate circle over her clitoris. Then, when Marina didn't do anything, she began to finger herself more firmly, quickly reaching a point where she had a choice: either hold herself close for a while, or push over the edge into an orgasm.

With her fingertip placed lightly on the hood of her clit, Penny waited for Marina to notice what she was doing. It happened a minute later; a flicker of recognition in Marina's eyes, followed by a look of surprise when she registered what Penny was doing. Penny gave Marina a sisterly, conspiratorial smile, then let her finger loose on her clit. Lying shoulder to shoulder with her sister, Penny frigged herself to a rapid, breathless orgasm, then lay panting, listening to Marina's labored breathing alongside her.

Knowing she had to take control of the situation, lest Marina freaked out, Penny turned to her sister, and said, "Pretty good, huh?"

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Penny acted businesslike, as if nothing much had happened, and left Marina in the bedroom, saying, "Come back into the living room, we'll have one more glass of wine."

Once Marina was sat with a glass of wine in her hand, she and Penny talked; mostly about their childhood, and the events which, over the years, led to them leading separate, different lives. They didn't directly address what they had just done in the bedroom, but indirectly, by talking about how it was a shame they'd spent so little time together over the past few years, and how they really must make more of an effort in the future, Penny made sure Marina wasn't upset or uncomfortable with what had happened.

Eventually, Penny wrapped up the conversation, leaning forward to look directly at Marina, and saying, "Look, you're going through a rough patch right now. I want to be here to support you. You're my sister, and I don't want anything ever coming between us, or for you to ever feel too awkward to come to me when you need help."

Marina nodded, "I understand."

Draining her wine glass, Penny said, "Anything, ever. I'm always here for you," then stood up, ending the conversation by saying, "OK little sister, it's time for bed. See you in the morning."

The next day, Penny took Marina shopping, and they spent most of the day trying on clothes and eating in cafés; basically enjoying a prolonged session of retail therapy, coupled with good food, and finally, happy hour cocktails in a trendy bar. The day left both of them tired but contended. Marina had too much fun to think about her frustrations; Penny was distracted enough to not give any thought to the feelings she had felt for Marina the previous evening.

When they got home they kicked off their shoes and slumped in front of the TV for an hour, comparing notes on how sore their feet were, and how tired the day had left them. Marina rubbed at her neck, complaining how carrying shopping bags from store to store all day had made her sore. Somewhere over the course of the evening, Penny got up and poured them both a glass of wine. Two glasses later, Penny began to recall the way she had felt the previous evening. She looked at Marina, and wondered. Then, she thought about the week ahead. Mark would be back tomorrow, and Thursday was only two days away from Saturday, and the weekly party at Alyssa's house.

If she was going to act on her feelings, right now was the only chance. Penny took a sip at her wine, and thought to herself. Did she dare? What would happen if Marina took it the wrong way? She took another sip from her wineglass and thought about Marina's sore neck. She wondered if she had the courage, and sipped from her wineglass again.

Eventually, Penny decided it was now or never, and put on her most innocent voice, saying to Marina, "You said your shoulder was sore. Would you like a neck and shoulder rub? I can do it while we chat."

Taking the offer at face value, Marina agreed. Penny's knack with her hands was shared knowledge between the sisters; she'd given Marina massages and neck rubs plenty of times in the past. Penny sat next to Marina, and reached round her back, then began to work her thumb down the side of Marina's neck. Chatting as she worked, Penny's fingers eliciting satisfied groans from Marina whenever she came across an especially sore spot.

"Mmm, that feels good Penny. I didn't realize how bad it was."

So far, everything Penny had done was perfectly innocent, and she knew she could stop now with no consequences. Penny let her fingers continue to work on Marina's neck while she agonized over what to do next.

Clearing her throat, Penny spoke, trying to make her words sound as innocuous as possible, "Why don't you take off your blouse and bra so I can get at your shoulders and work on them properly?"

There was still no clue as to whether Marina suspected anything, but Penny was slightly taken aback when Marina unquestioningly unbuttoned her blouse and let it slip to the floor.

"Do you really need the bra off as well?" Marina asked.

"Yes please, it'll help me get right down your shoulder, where the muscles join the spine," Penny answered. She managed to keep her voice calm, but inside, her stomach was knotting with a mixture of nerves and excitement.

This was all still perfectly harmless. Not wanting to rush things, or take any chances, Penny spent a good fifteen minutes massaging Marina's shoulder. As she worked, Penny chatted to Marina, letting the conversation drift back to Marina's love life, but this time allowing herself to brag a little about Mark. Penny could see her graphic descriptions of the way Mark took care of her, fucking her regularly, and bringing her to repeated orgasms, were making Marina jealous. Disregarding Marina's obvious frustration at the injustice which meant her marriage didn't contain anything similar, Penny carried on plying her with vivid descriptions of her sex life.

The stories were having the effect Penny wanted. Glancing at Marina's tits as she continued to rub her shoulders, she could see her nipples were hardening. Penny paused and said, "How was that?"

Pleasingly for Penny, Marina looked disappointed, and said, "Do you have to stop?"

Silently giving thanks for the opportunity presented to her, Penny said, "How do you feel about a body rub?"

This wasn't completely unprecedented. Penny and Marina had massaged each other frequently in the past. And because Penny was undoubtedly the more skillful, she had given Marina more massages than she received in return. Those had all been completely above board though. For Penny, this was different, and dangerous. None of the previous massages had started with Penny feeling like she did now.

"How about we do it on your bed. That way you can stretch out, and I can do it properly."

"Sure," Marina agreed. Standing up, she stretched her arms into the air, testing out the effects of the neck massage, "Hey, that's really helped."

Already feeling the benefits of having her neck massaged made Marina even more amenable to the idea of a body rub, and she happily went to her room and lay down on the bed. Penny stopped off in the bathroom to get some massage oil, then entered the bedroom and looked at Marina, stretched out on the bed, but still wearing her pants and socks.

"Why don't you undress properly? I'll be able to do a better job. I'll get a towel if you're feeling shy."

"That's OK. You've seen everything before," Marina said. And without any more thought, she unselfconsciously stripped, and lay on the bed, face down, waiting for Penny to begin.

Penny felt a faint gush of warmth between her legs. It was becoming impossible for her not to view Marina's body as a highly desirable sexual object. Once again, she had been struck by how large and dark Marina's nipples were, and how hairy her pussy was. Before Marina had time to object, Penny stripped to her bra and panties, and knelt on the bed alongside Marina.

It was still too soon for Penny to take any chances. She squirted a generous amount of oil into her palms and resumed her massage. Penny's technique, her hands pressing in firmly, but well lubricated by the oil, produced lots of contented moans. She worked around the sides of Marina's breasts, and spent a lot of time massaging her butt and up her thighs, starting on the back and outside of her legs, but then, as she grew more daring, sliding her hands up the inside of Marina's thighs. When Marina didn't object, Penny started to deliberately go high up the thigh, right up to where her legs met her ass and the mound of her pussy. Penny could feel Marina's warmth, and daring herself, she lingered long enough to feel the wetness leaking out of Marina's pussy. Marina continued to say nothing, but she was beginning to squirm beneath Penny's hands now, and her moans were no longer simply expressions of relief at the soothing of her muscles, but sighs expressing the inner warmth which was starting to build in her.

At some point during the massage, Penny and Marina stopped talking; by now both of them were too absorbed in the sensual atmosphere which was slowly developing. After twenty or so minutes, Penny finally spoke, quietly saying to Marina, "Why not roll over?"

Marina flipped over without any hesitation. She lay flat on her back, her body fully exposed, gazing up at Penny with an enigmatic look in her eyes which Penny found difficult to read. Penny looked down at her sister, the lust in her body overwhelming every other emotion. Penny was wet too now, she could feel it; her whole body was tense with excitement. She knew the crucial moment was imminent.

Penny changed her position on the bed, sitting cross-legged, so Marina's head could rest in her lap. The position allowed Penny to rub Marina's neck and shoulders more firmly, and to work down the front of her shoulders and chest. Marina relaxed, closing her eyes and sighing as Penny's hands pressed down from her shoulders to the flanks of her breasts. The point of no return was drawing closer. Not giving herself the time to think about what she was doing, Penny said, "I might remove my bra."

The bra was on the floor before Marina had the chance to say anything. Penny continued to work her hands over Marina's shoulders, slowly moving down to the top of her chest. Then, Penny took a deep breath and moved her hands to Marina's breasts, cupping the soft fleshy mounds and squeezing them, feeling them yield between her fingers. Marina's eyes flew open, flicking up in their sockets to gaze at Penny with an expression of questioning surprise, but she didn't say anything.

Penny registered Marina's expression, and she stared down at her, waiting for Marina to say something. When Marina remained silent, Penny pressed on, moving her fingers to Marina's nipples, tweaking and rubbing them, squeezed the firm nubs between her fingertips. Marina moaned loudly and arched her back. She was still gazing up at Penny, but the look was passive and compliant. By now, Penny was leaning over Marina, her tits hanging close to Marina's face.

Something had changed about Marina. Her large brown eyes were glazed and vacant. Penny let her vision roam for a second, trying to figure out what was going on. Then she saw it, Marina had slipped a hand down to her pussy. Penny couldn't believe it, Marina was fingering herself! Seizing the moment, Penny leaned forward and kissed Marina on the lips, then said, "Let me," before moving Marina's hand aside to make way for her own.

Marina's pussy lips were wet and open, ready for Penny to push in and scoop up a fingertip of her wetness and draw it onto her clit. Penny used her lubricated finger to rub Marina and slipped a finger inside as she was doing so. Marina came instantly, hard and loud.

Then Penny said, "I will do what Mark does to me," and put another finger in Marina, and her thumb on Marina's clit, twisting her wrist so both digits ground against Marina's body.

Marina mouthed, "Nnnnooo," and came for a second time, her thighs trembling as the shockwaves of her orgasm reverberated through her body.

Afterwards, Marina moved Penny's hand, and just looked at her. When Penny didn't respond, Marina said, "You're kidding me."

Smiling, Penny just lightly kissed Marina's lips, then took hold of her right breast and moved it to Marina's mouth, saying. "Suck it."

Marina hesitated, but Penny steered her tit until the nipple was poised between Marina's lips. No longer questioning, Marina wordlessly lifted her mouth and sucked. Penny almost came, right there and then. Once Marina began to suckle, Penny swapped her breasts over, giving Marina the other tit to suck on. By this stage Marina's hands were roaming freely over Penny's boobs, squeezing the generous flesh of Penny's full, hanging breasts between her fingers, while her lips drew at Penny's nipples, taking them deeply into her greedy mouth.

Having Marina suck on her breasts was giving Penny a thrill like nothing she had ever experienced. As it went on, Penny got wetter and wetter, and soon, the ache in her pussy became unbearable. Desperate to satisfy herself, Penny pulled her tits out of Marina's mouth and lay alongside her. As soon as she was on her back, Penny opened her legs and started fingering her clit. Marina turned to watch, then stopped Penny, laying a hand on her wrist and saying, "Can I?"

Penny took Marina's hand and said, "Do as I did."

That was all the encouragement Marina needed. A finger slid easily into Penny's gaping slit, and feeling it slide in so freely, Marina withdrew it and slid a second finger in alongside. Then, placing her thumb on Penny's clit and pressing down, Marina began to saw her hand, squelching into Penny and grinding her clit at the same time. It only took a minute. Penny's orgasm raced out from her clitoris and immediately electrified her whole body, compelling her to cry out in ecstasy, "OH YES MARINA, THAT'S IT!"

The orgasm forced Penny to arch her back as the muscles in her body contracted, but once her climax subsided, she sagged back onto the bed. Marina pulled her hand away and lay back next to Penny. They looked at each other, questioningly. Slowly, their faces lit up in smiles, nervously at first, then, when the enormity of what they'd just done sank in, they burst into a fit of giggles. Suddenly, it was like when they were young. They were two sisters, caught misbehaving, but too intoxicated by the feelings they shared to care what anyone else thought.

A little later, lying on her back, Marina spoke, looking at the ceiling, not at Penny, "Are you bisexual Penny?"

Penny hesitated, then spoke as honestly as she could, "I don't know. I've never really thought about a label for my feelings. But yes, I think I am. I've got a lot to tell you Marina, but I think you ought to know; I've slept with other women recently, and I really liked it. So, yeah, I'd say yeah, I'm bisexual. Is that a problem?"

"No, of course not," Marina replied, "That was my first time, and it was amazing." She stopped, then started again, less confidently, "I don't know what it means though."

"You don't have to," Penny said, squeezing Marina's hand as she spoke. After a pause, Penny turned to Marina and spoke again, smiling seductively as she did so, "Let's do each other at the same time."

For Penny, it was wonderfully, deeply erotic to finger Marina and be fingered in return. Penny came first, then, soon after, Marina came too. This time, after they'd both climaxed, they immediately rolled into each other's arms and cuddled, kissing each other properly, lovingly for the first time, lingering over their exploration of each other's bodies. Later, as they began to tire, and their kisses became gentler, Marina pressed her mouth into Penny's and asked, "We're not going to stop doing this, are we?"

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