Date: Fri, 13 Aug 2010 17:27:30 -0700
From: sasha yamoto <sasha_neko@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sammy-girl 2

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My life hasn't exactly been perfect so far, but I like it well
enough. Technically, I'm an orphan, both my parents died when I was very
young, leaving their three daughters. The eldest, Tessa, had just turned 18
only three weeks before their death and quickly stepped in to take care of
her little sisters. My other sister, Marie, died only a few years after
that. She was 17 and died in a car accident caused by her drunk
friend. Tessa and I grew very close after that, and she became far more
than a sister to me, even more than a mother. She's 26 now, and I will be
14 next month. I was generally a shy girl, quiet and unobtrusive, I work
hard, do good in school and don`t cause trouble.

But this last week has been different, strange and confusing. My mind was
filled with the memory of the previous weekend. The intruder tying my to my
bed, having her way with me... Despite the burns on my wrists and the
manner in which I had awoken, I convinced myself it had merely been a
dream. A very lucid, vivid dream. And the more I thought about it the more
it scared me, not because of what had happened but because whenever I
pictured the intruder, the woman of my dreams who had dominated me so
completely, I can picture only Tessa. Tessa tying me up. Tessa spreading my
legs apart. Tessa's tongue and fingers probing me, filling me, bringing me
to the purest ecstasy I had ever experienced.

I would come straight home from school, locking myself in my room and
sitting on my bed, replaying the memory, or dream or whatever it was over
and over again. I could still feel it and see it so clearly in my head,
even a week later. And my body would react instantly, my pussy wetting and
my body getting hot. My mind took the memory and manipulated it, twisting
it into many different fantasy and I couldn't get them out of my head. In
every one my sister was there, always she was in charge, my body craved her
now but the only satisfaction it got was my imagination and my fingers.

Saturday couldn't have come sooner, Tessa woke me up as per usual, wit her
homemade breakfast on the table. She kissed me quickly and told me she'd be
home late today, she was working another double shift. I ate quietly and
waited until she was gone before shutting myself in my room again. I shed
my clothes and laid on my belly on my bed, reaching between my legs and
feeling my pussy already soaking wet. I pictured Tessa crawling onto the
bed behind me, cuffing my hands behind my back and forcing a gag into my
mouth. In my fantasy I squirmed and tried to escape her as in real life my
legs spread wide and my fingers slid unrestrained into my wet cunt.

Tessa pulled my hair hard and spanked me, telling me I was a very naughty
girl for imagining such perverted things about my own sister. I whimpered
and cried as she brought her hand down hard onto my ass, over and over
until I was sore and red, but she wasn't done yet. She squeezed my ass,
heightening the pain and let go of my hair, reaching between my cheeks and
shoving two fingers into my virgin ass-hole.

I fingered myself harder, letting the sheets muffle my moans as my other
hand reached behind me, rubbing my tight anus before sliding in. I gasped
and moaned loudly. I had never masturbated my ass-hole before but it felt
amazing. I forced a second finger inside and finger-fucked both holes at
once, biting my lip so hard it bled.

Tessa continued to spank my cheeks raw as her fingers viciously rammed into
me. I struggled against my bindings and tried to scream through the gag,
but it was to no avail. Tessa laughed and told me it was useless, she told
me to hand myself over to her, let her fill me with the pleasure she had
given me the weekend before. Then she pulled me onto my knees, forcing them
apart slightly so I was completely exposed, and lowered herself behind
me. A third finger joined her other two inside my too-tight hole. I felt
like she was ripping me apart but I had stopped resisting, relaxing and
letting her enter into me. She moved them in and out harder and fast while
twisting them in slow semi-circles. Her mouth onto my right labia, kisses
and biting and pulling on it, then her tongue whipped out against my
clit. I was already so close, just her fingers in my ass had brought so
close to cumming that when she bit down on my clit I couldn't hold back.

My whole body shook, my mind swimming, I couldn't control the powerful
pleasure that rocked my body and I fell off the bed, hitting the floor hard
but it made no difference. My whole body arched and tensed and I shoved my
fingers as deep inside me as I could, feeling my pussy and my anus restrict
around them as a powerful orgasm ripped through me. I came for a long,
powerful moment and brought my soaked fingers to my lips, lapping the
juices off of them between pants. I lay there for a long time, basking in
the glow of my orgasms, both real and imagined.

Hours later I woke up and cleaned myself up before my sister could come
home and find me. A part of me wanted her to see me, to watch me masturbate
myself. Or to find me after my orgasm and punish me for being naughty, as
she had in my fantastic day dream. But she came home to find me in the
kitchen, fully clothed and clean, preparing dinner for us.



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