Date: Wed, 31 May 2006 03:50:03 -0700 (PDT)
From: aiko shibisawa <whoreaiko@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Gothic Sister.

Amazing. I find it hard to find a single word to express the emotion, the
feeling, the wild crazy night of sex I had only a
month ago.  My name is Alissa, you can look at me as your average
neighborhood girl.  I'm a brunette with shoulder length
and normally braided or left in a pony-tail, closely matching the color
of my brown eyes.  I was slim and pretty fit.  I'm
very outgoing and I spend a fair amount of my time outside messing around
with friends, either at the field or on school
grouns.  By the way, i'm 16 and my breasts are only a B cup.
Dissapointing, I know, hopefully my breasts will grow out more
when I reach 20, if not I can always get implants, right?

Before I introduce you to the best night of my life, i'd like to share
what I thought was the best night prior to that. You
see, I just turned 16 only recently, exactly five months ago, and well;
five months ago I lost my virginity.  No, not on my
birthday, but a week before it.  One of my friends whose sadly moved away
due to a tragedy within his family took me back to
his place one night after a bunch of our friends and myself acted like
complete dorks at the high school field.  A senior in
our school was apart of the group and someone got ahold of the bad weed.
No, this story isint about weed, its just a quick
back story. Hehe. Anyways, only taking some of the stuff, Zack(the guy)
and myself went to his place.  I only intended to
stay for a short while, he wanted to show me a picture he drew at school
while not paying attention to the teachers.

Well, it was quite surprising to me that the artwork he displayed was in
fact, me, dressed up in my school out, with a few
alterations.  My skirt was shorted, my legs were open and my panties
could be seen.  My blouse exposed clevage while still
leaving the normality of my breasts.  Hair free and drapped over my
shoulders with a innocence smile on my face.  He was
truley a great drawer, very detailed.  He explained he wasint really
going to allow me to view it, but he liked me and
thought i'd somehow like it, and not take offense.  Let's just say, with
the picture, the bad stuff, and his hot looks, I
allowed him to take me.  We dated awhile and had sex a lot of times, safe
sex mind you, than of course, he had to leave.
That was two months ago.  Only a few close friends know I slept with
Zack, and unfortunatly when he left he seemed to have
forgotten to let me know where he was going.  Though I recieved a e-mail
a week later from him explaining he can't do a long
distance relationship and it was in my best interest to find someone
else.  I was pretty depressed for a week, however my
outlook on life saved me from corruption.

So as you can see, i'm your typical straight girl whose had safe sex
whilst a minor.  And all those annoying studies and bad
TV shows say teen's are reckless honry misfits. Sigh.

Now for my sister.  She's a goth, ya know those types who dress dark,
like to be moody, enjoy piercings and other ornaments
upon their body.  Her hair reached the back of her neck, black with red
streaks(natural black hair) with brown eyes and also
quite slim. She was taller than I was, she being 5"7 and myself 5"3.  She
took more of our fathers features, tall and dark
while I was more petite like our mother. Anyways, her breasts were C cup,
a trait she luckily obtained.  On her left ankle
was a small tatoo of a butterfly, colorful but dark.  Obtaining the
imprint while she was 16, she is currently 17, almost
reaching her 18th birthday.  Also, she wore a black beeded necklace, two
earings on her left hair, a tounge piercing and
three black bracelets she wore at all times on her wrists.  I know this
because we share a room, and I always catch going in
and out of the shower, going to bed, and dressing, with those bracelets
on.

Unlike myself, she is a bisexual, leaning more towards girls.  She
admitted this to me once a year back.  Even though im
outgoing and my sister is a shut in most of the time, we always have been
close sisters.

And being close sisters, is how this event came to be.

The night that you must be curious of now from the start was the night my
sister and I had sex.  You see, I was tired from
studing most of the day for a final, so when eight o'clock came around I
decided to get some rest.  It was fairly warm in
our room so I took off all my clothing except for my bra and panties, a
pretty color of sky blue and fell atop of my bed.
Cheek resting against the pillow, faceing away from my sisters bed.  Our
room is pretty big, probly the size of your average
living room. Two beds, two dressers, and two computers.  Plenty of space
remaind for a hamper and walking around space.

Sorry, rambling again. DETAILS! Hehe.  Anyways, I closed my eyes and the
only light in the room was the desklamp I forgot to
turn off.  Fading in and out of a sleep, the door to the room creaked
open and my sister made her silent apperance.  Unknown
to me, she was weeping silently, what startled me was her indirect
attempt to startle me of my drowsy state, flinging her
heavy bag on the floor and flopping her butt onto her bed.  I sat up
slowly and looked over, she was dressed in a short
sleeve black shirt with fishnet stocking wrap from her bracelets to just
abover her elbow.  Baggy black jeans with a
matching belt, decorated with silver loops held it around her waist.  I
didn't see at that point, but her socks and shoes
were already off.

In my concerned and serious sister like way, I got up from my bad and
slowly approached her. "Stacy?" Being soft and gentle
with my voice, she said nothing outside the noise of faint sobbing.  I
crawled onto her bed, kneeling at her right side near
the edge and wrapped my arm around her. Instantly she leaned against me,
her hands still cupping her face, muffling her
sobs.  Wrapping my other arm around her, I hugged her tightly and
lovingly. Asking her what was wrong.  After five minutes
of silence and rocking her in my eyes, she pulled from my hold and looked
at me.  The desk lamp's light did'nt fully reach
her bed, but I could tell mascara streaked down her cheeks. Shifting on
the bed, curling my leg onto it with my right
dangling over the side, she sniffled before finally speaking. "That...
that.... dumb bitch broke up with me... and.. and
she... was cheating on me..." She coughed out, takeing a deep breath.  I
was at a loss of words, though she wasint finished.
"Cheating on me with Mathrew... my best friend... my best friend Ali."

Normally my sister is powerful when she spoke, yet still feminine.
However she was crying and her voice just changed into a
sad, mopey little girl's voice. I never seen my sister like this before.
I cupped her cheeks in my hands and rubbed at her
mascara.  "It's okay sweety... perhaps it's just a misunderstanding..."
Shakeing her head vigorously, she brushed my hands
away. "No!... they both told me, straight to my face.... they tried to go
into this big shpel of how they did'nt mean to
hurt me, they just wanted to live their lives together.  And.. and...
this wasint a recent thing, they've been hiding it
from me for several months... she doesint love me anymore.. she hasint
for awhile.. she didn't know how to break it off with
me... my god.. how could they.."

Gulp... I was stricken with sadness about what I heard.  Grabbing my
sister again, hugging her in my arms, cradleing her.
"It's okay Stacy.. i'm here for you.  It will be okay.. I promise... just
calm down sweety.. you'll be fine.. i'll do
whatever you need to make you feel better."  Stareing at her in the dark,
she lifted her head slowly, looking straight into
my eyes, a pause between us as we stared, searching eachother for some
reason. Stacy found her reason and without a word
kissed me. She held this kiss and I didn't resist.  As our lips pressed
against eachother, still, I began to feel her
advance it further. Pressing her lips harder against mine, she adjusted
herself on the bed, leaning against me with her
hands moving to my shoulders.  My arms loosely wrapped around her with
eyes stareing in shock... and passion into hers.

The kiss soon ended and she looked deep into my eyes. "I love you Ali.
Your my sister, and I love you.  It's so taboo but
i've always that you had a smokeing body." Her voice was soft, still
recovering from her sobs.  I couldint tell at that
moment of she was serious or just looking for love, but she would confirm
my hope she was serious. "You have pretty breasts,
i've always looked at them while you were most oblivious. Your curves,
your skin." Without further delay, she pushed on my
shoulders and I fell back onto her bed, with my sister climbing ontop of
me and straddling my hips.  With her hands pressed
onto my shoulders, her body weight keeping me pinned down, our lips met
again.  I knew this was wrong, this was taboo but I
was overwhelmed with my sisters advances on me so quickly.  I had read a
few lesbian stories, viewed some videos, and yes..
fantasized about girls but I never would have imagined I would hook up
with a girl, let alone my own sister.

Hmm.. my first french kiss couldint possibly hold a candle to the one my
sister had just given me.  After a few moments of
our lips being fused together, her tounge dragged along my lips than
forcefully made it's way into my mouth.  The wet and
rather curiously tasty tongue invaded my mouth, exploreing all it could
find, brushing against my teeth, my cheeks, and
twined itself with my own tounge.  Soon my darling sister dragged my
tongue into her own mouth and suckled upon it.  I
muffled a soft moan from the feeling and could feel my nipples growing
hard inside of my bra. After what seemed like an
eternity (how cliche in a erotic story?) my sister sat up and with a
haste pulled off her shirt, tossing it into a random
direction and grabed the clasp to her bra, allowing her beautiful breasts
pop out into my view.

I was stoll in shock from the whole experience, and my sister knew that;
so she took my hands into her own and pressed them
against her breasts.  Moving my fingers around, she showed me how firm
and soft they were.  I could feel her hard nipples
between my fingers as she forced me to grope her.  Finally my hands moved
on their own, and I took my sisters nipples
in-between my fingers, gently carasseing and playing with them.  However
it seemed my sister wanted more than that. She
pressed her thumb and finger atop of my own and forced me to pinch and
twist them; which produced the first moan from her.
My sister likes it rought? I thought this to myself as my hands were
flung away from their play toys.  My arms were pinned
again, except this time at my elbows as my sister began to kiss me
again.  Instead of exploring the pleasures of further
tongue play, she flicked her tongue across my nose and began to scoot
down my body, her tongue and lips pressing and lashing
against my skin.

As she reached my breasts, she looked up at me and told me to be still.
Letting go of my elbows she reached beneath my back
and undid my bra, grabbing it from my chest and flung it aside.  With
little hesitation, a warm, exoctic sensation caused my
body to shiver all over, my sister engulfed my left nipple into her mouth
and began sucking furiously.  The extent of her
efforts to make my body quiver just from my breasts being played with was
overwhelming to me.  Zack played and sucked on my
breasts but his memory faded to nothingness.  I swayed my arms above my
head and breathed deeply.  Owww.... a pleasently
painful bite dug at my nipple with a crazy flicking tongue moving across
the sensitive flesh, my areola.  Electric jolts of
pleasure came at me in small bursts, my sister knew exactly how to fill
my body with pleasure.  My mind raced as I could
feel her right hand pinch and tweak and tug mercilessly on my other
nipple; while her palm and free fingers massaged and
kneaded my breast. The wet spongey appendage continued to tease and taste
my flesh as her teeth nibbled and bit upon it.

After a few more moments of nipple torture, my sister repeateded the
process with my other nipple, but not as long.  Once
she completed her task, taking my breath away while pleaseing my breasts,
her tongue returned on it's journey down my belly.
Stopping momentarily to dig inside of my navel, causing me to giggle
faintly and lower my hands to touch her hair.  Quickly
she grabbed my hands and pushed them against the bed, giving them a final
hard bush into the matress before letting go.  As
her tongue reached the waistband of my panties, my mind began to race.
Noone has ever pleasured me orally, Zack found it
disgusting (yet I still sucked him off.. figures most guys arnt
considerate enough of thier mates wants and needs).  But
now, here my own SISTER was about to please me in a way I never
expereinced.

But she did'nt.  My sister knew how to drive a girl crazy, completely
bypassing my pantie clad pussy, she lowered to my
thighs. Spreading my legs apart I felt her marvelous tongue press against
my skin.  Slowly she licked at my thighs, an
unapparent pattern of her work as she moved along, kissing and licking;
then giving random love bites as she sucked
forcefully and bit at my skin. Leaving numerous marks on my inner
thighs.  Finally she left my thighs be, she pressed her
nose against my vagina. A fresh chill went up my spine as the fabric of
my panties was a great feeling, combined with the
force sh pressed.  The tongue returned to it's work as she pressed it
against the fabric of my panties.  I was very wet from
the entire scene prior to this moment and she gave a soft moan.  I only
imagine from my juices soaked into the silk. she
sucked on my panties than dug her tongue against me, forceing my knicker
to press into me.  After stretching the cloth as
much as she could between my labia and into my depths, she sat up.  I
opened my eyes and saw her kneeling between my legs,
sitting up and smileing down at me. I couldint help but smile back before
my eyes revealed my pervesion.

Im sure my sister knew I was stareing at her full breasts, aside from her
baggy jeans, jewelry, bracers and the fishnets on
her arms, she was naked.  Unfortunatly, she wouldint change that yet. Her
hands made their way up and down my legs,
massaging my skin for a minute before lifting one of my legs up, settling
my boot between her breasts.  All of her fingers
traced acorss my foot, playing with my toes and running down across my
ankle and calf.

Stacy seemed to enjoy surprising me a lot this eve, from the kiss to the
breast-love torture and the tease of my womanhood,
she grasped my foot by the heel and lifted it from her chest; I watched
lustfully as my big toe disappeared into the expert
mouth of my gothic lover. Once more I was shown how pleasure did'nt need
to be given by masturbation or intercourse.  I felt
wonderfully full of all sorts of amazing feelings of pleasure and love
with my toe... well.. now toes being sucked and
fondled in my sisters mouth by her tongue.  Mixing it up a little, she
sucked my big toe, than my little toes, pushing her
tongue between each itsy bitsy before running down along the sole of my
foot.  Nibbling softly on my big toe one last time,
suckling it into her mouth she released her hold. To be honest, I was sad
when she did, I loved it that much... and between
you and me, I love foot play A LOT now. Hehe.

While my mind was getting over the fact my little toes were no longer
getting attention, it soon came to mind those familiar
black finger nail hands were caressing my legs again.  Next, to my
happiness, my panties were slowly being pulled up along
and off my legs. I felt a quick wet-lash at my foot again once the
garment was removed and my sister was quick as a fox,
between my legs she went.  Apparently she had enough of all the foreplay
and teaseing and began to hungrilly eat me out.
The moan that escaped my lips was very loud, my back arched and my
breasts ached.  I seriously can not describe the
magnitude of pleasure that ripped through my body as her tongue and lips
finally discoverd my bare pussy,  Like a mad-woman,
her tongue expertly caressed my folds, toying with them as her teeth
pressed against my sensitive snatch.  All of her
teaseing upon my form really heightened my sexual desires and tension
building up in my nether regions.

Stacy was a pro at this, and she ignored more clitoris and focused solely
on my pussy lips and the depths of my flower.  Her
tongue got around, once more she surprised me.  As she was pleasureing
me, my orgasm was literally at the floodgates, ready
to barrel it's way through my person and out of my tunnel.  Howerver
Stacy ceased her assault, breathed her hot breath on my
acheing private and lowered her head between my legs further.  Times like
this i'm glad I am so clean, and i'm sure my
sister was greatful as well when she gave a slow, long lick at my anus.
Pleasure filled me and my hips bucked up against
her face but my climax was still nowhere to be seen.  I couldi'nt believe
how much this gothic girl who always seemed so
dark could manipulate my body to extract the maximum amount of pleasure
from it without allowing a release so direly needed.

Her tongue granted my other hole a few more licks, than a quick insertion
before returning to it's rightful place, above my
clit.  I was breathing ecstatically, my back arched and my toes curled
tightly. My butt lifted off the bed and humping air
as Stacy left me be.  "Please sis.. please... I need to.. please..."

Looking down at Stacy, you wouldi'nt have known it was the same girl who
was just crying not so long ago. She had a sadistic
look on her face as she licked her lips.  Without a word I felt two
fingers press against my anus; and with a symmetric
movment, forced those two fingers into my ass and sucked my acheing clit
into her mouth. Sucking hard and biteing at it
lovingly as her fingers thrusted furiously and fully in and out of
asshole.  The most stimulating feeling from her tongue
the entire time had to be from the small silver piercing of her tongue.
It was just THAT GOOD.

There is no possible way for me to describe the orgasm I then had
experienced from my sisters masterful skill of pleasure.
Her fingers and mouth not only pushed me over the edge, but I phased out
of reality itself.  IT would be almost impossible
for the neighbors to not hear the thundering moan which emitted from my
lips, even if they were asleep comfortably in their
beds.  My pussy gushed and flooded a river of girl cum into my sisters
waiting mouth.  My climax was long and hard, it must
of rippled through my body for almost a minute or more before I finally
fell limp on the bed.  My breasts heaving up and
down into nothingness as I found myself to weak to move.  Between my legs
my sister kept, cleaning and sucking every last
bit of my liquid.

Two minutes must have passed at most before I released Stacy was no
longer between my thighs but stadeled over my waist
again, stareing down at me with her pretty eyes. "How was it?" She said,
her voice returning to that dominate, yet feminine
way it always was.  Breathlessly I smiled and managed to squeak out a
reply "... wonderful... I.. I..." Silenced by another
kiss followed with two fingers pressed against my lips, which soon were
forced into my mouth.  They were wet, and extremely
delicious. Whispering into my ear, Stacy confirmed which I already knew,
and it caused me to become horny again instantly.
"How does your juices taste? I hope extra delicious since those were also
the fingers buried up your butt."

As my sister finished finger-fucking my mouth, she stood up on the bed
above me aundid her belt, dropping it next to my head
than kicked off her pants followed by her black panties.  Squatting over
my face, her behind just barely touching my chest
she grabbed my hair and pulled my face into her crotch.  Taken aback a
bit by such a forceful move, I still happily and
hungrilly licked at my gothic sisters hairy pussy.  It wasint out of
control, it was trimmed and quite sexy looking.  Trying
my best to manipulate what was just rewarded to me, my tongue and lips
granted their treat with pleasure.  Stacy's cunt was
bursting with flavor(hehe) and dripping girl juice into my mouth.  My
tongue never worked so much, giving pleasure while
taking in the sweet nectar of it's efforts.

Moans escaped Stacy and soon, it was over... she let go of my hair and
stood up on the bed. She stumbled slightly but tried
to play it off as she hadint.  Confused, I went to speak but she hissed
at me to shhhh. "My lovelt sister.  There's so much
for us to do, so much for me to do with you.. but I just want to make
love to you."

Helping me up, Stacy turned be around and laid me back down on the bed,
so my head was resting on the pillow as she crawled
on top of me again, but laying a top of me this time. As we began to make
up again I felt her hands run along my sides,
grabbing my hips as she positioned herself on me.  It wasint long before
both of our pussies were pressed into eachothers
thighs.  As we she lifted up my left leg with her right hand pinched at
my nipples again. Tongue-fucking my mouth, her body
moved first as she humped my thigh, and soon I joined.  Humping my
sisters leg as we made love to eachother, rubbing our
pussies against eachothers smooth skin, jerking our hips. I resting one
hand on her back, caressing her skin while the other
grabbed her butt. A new favorite of mine, squeezing and playing with my
sisters hot ass.  A final alteration to our positon,
as our nipples pressed into eachother, and with my sisters dominate ways,
began to hasten her humping.  We fucked eachother
like this for five minutes, our groans of pure pleasure and bliss dancing
about the room as we both had our orgasms.
Screaming out her name, I was soon muffled with another deep kiss.

Once the aftershock of pleasure lifted from my body again, I felt this
undying pleasure spinning inside of me. My thighs and
pussy were coated in both my own and my sisters juices. she kissed me one
more time and cuddled against me, wrapping her
amrs around me, holding me tight and kissed my cheek a few more times
before whispering into my ear. "I love you, Ali."

I was too exhausted to form a reply, but it would make do. She smiled as
we confessed out love and went to sleep in
eachothers arms, our sweaty sticky bodies seemingly fused together as we
fell asleep.

My sister and I are secret lovers, of course, and we have sex often.  She
always surprises me with new things to do and new
toys. She's even taken the liberty many times to say she was my Mistress.
Even when we were just two girls in love, she was
dominate. One of my most favorite things howerver is when she's on top
and rubs our pussies together.  The feeling is
incredible.  It's like being fucked but so much more intense and
pleasing.

Thank goodness our parents are not home enough to realise their daughters
are fucking eachothers brains out.

Perhaps I will share a even more thrilling story of myself with my sister
again, some day.

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed my story.  If you have any
comments, good or bad, or just wish to speak with me
you can contact me at whoreaiko@yahoo.com , or on YIM by the same
address.  Thank you again and have a orgasmic day ^^