Date: Fri, 18 Oct 2002 22:49:10 EDT
From: Louisamay1111@aol.com
Subject: Saturday AM Revelation ch7

    As the girls stood, still quite nude, in the first floor bathroom, Gigi
stood over the toilet, legs wide, rubbing her anus vigorously with a wet
washcloth.  Lisa watched, thinking. "I know. You want to hear a good idea?"
    Gigi nodded, her tongue sticking out in concentration.
    "Okay. We go up to Mom's room and get the big tall mirror by the door.
Then we carry it into our room and put it against the wall so we can see
ourselves!"  She walked to the door. "Whatcha think?"
    Gigi's nose crinkled up with concern. "That mirror's pretty big. . ."
    "Nah, it's light. It's just tall. Let me see your butt."
    Gigi dutifully turned and bent over the toilet, even briefly prying her
little cheeks apart. The shining pink and tan anus area was clean as a
whistle.  Delicious.
    Lisa sighed inwardly. "Yup, looks good." she opened the door. "Okay,
let's go."
    The mirror was light, and they set it down horizontally against the
wall opposite Lisa's bed. (Her bed frame was solid and had no space beneath
it, making it easier to sit against on the lushly carpeted floor.) As they
finished, Lisa sat on the floor, legs up and spread, and motioned to her
sister.
    "Okay, come here, buddy, and sit right down on my lap."
    Gigi, a shy grin on her face, muttered, "okay," and did so. She felt
strangely like she was being taught something exciting and new, like
learning to swim or something. She sat on her sister's stomach, her thin
legs stretched out between her sisters', straight in front of her.
    "Okay, now," as Lisa grasped Gigi's legs, "put your legs up and around
mine.  Like this. Yeah, that's right."
    "Woah," Gigi giggled, as she raised her legs out. Her girlish
flexibility allowed her to spread herself so that her soft thighs were
almost perpendicular to her torso. The sisters stared with fascination at
their split images in the well-placed glass.
    Lisa felt herself leaking pleasantly already.  She felt Gigi's little
coccyx firmly wedged into the top of her own opening, and any slight
movement brought a nice frisson to her sensitive clit. She looked over the
right side of Gigi's head, smelling the baby shampoo she still used, her
mouth at a level with the child's rather large ear. Lisa's hands rested on
her sister's thighs, which lay nestled in the gap between Lisa's own thighs
and her ribs. She lightly stroked the smooth thighs.
    "Wow," Gigi breathed. "Look at both of our tingles, right on top of
each other!" Lisa thought it a beautiful sight: Gigi's bare little zigzag
pussy, the outsize lips open like a flower in bloom; and her own slightly
larger but less ornatesex, now dewy with excitement. So, to begin.
    "Okay," breathed Lisa a bit unevenly, "ready to start?"
    Gigi nodded, blushing even now. "Uh-huh."
    "And remember," Lisa rubbed her sister's inner thighs, "this is all
about making you feel good. So if anything doesn't feel good, you let me
know, and we don't do it, okay?"
    Gigi's face in the mirror betrayed a slight apprehension. "Okay."
    "Okay. Now," Lisa's hand slid down her little sister's leg, "first, I'm
going to touch me, and you're going to touch you. Just so we get a little
used to touching down there before anything else. Okay?" She felt like a
grade-school teacher.  Well, she was, in a way.
    Gigi looked doubtful. "Okay," she murmured.
    "Just watch what I do, and copy me." And Lisa, slid her hand further so
that it just grazed Gigi's outer lips and palmed her own moist pussy. She
watched her little sister hesitantly lower one hand (she'd had them held
loosely against her chest like a squirrel), and rest it palm down on her
virgin lips. Her little tongue was sticking out again.
    "Good. Good." Lisa began moving her palm around gently, wanting so much
to masturbate furiously, but understanding the need for patience. "Now just
move it around, in a little circle." She smiled at the tense Gigi. "Like
you're rolling a tiny, tiny ball of dough for a cookie."
    Gigi's smile was a bit lopsided. "I don't think I want to eat this
cookie."  She was kneading diligently.
    "You don't want any Mrs. Tingle's Cookies?" Penny laughed.
    Lisa laughed, too, and grimaced. "Ew, no, gross." They continued
rubbing, Lisa getting quite a lot of juice on her hand.
    "Okay, take your hand away." Lisa let Gigi's hand drift back upwards,
then brought her own hand up and gently laid her wet and warm palm on her
little sister's pussy.
    The effect was instant. To Gigi, who jerked slightly, and murmured,
"that tickles"; and to Lisa, for whom the feel of her little sister's warm,
fleshy vagina in her slick, open hand was wonderfully erotic. Lisa sighed.
    Her other hand came sliding down to help. Now both hands gently pried
apart Gigi's pouting pussy lips. Gigi's eyes were wide as she gazed
intently into the mirror.
    "See," Lisa said softly into her sister's ear, "these are the lips,"
taking light hold of each fold, and lightly squeezing and stroking
them. "And you have two of the most full and beautiful pussy lips I have
ever seen."
    The gasp and full out blush that followed were all Lisa could wish. She
watched her little sister struggle with the new naughty term as well as
these new feelings. The blush was deep, and Lisa imagined that even the
bare little pussy reddened.
    Gigi whispered, almost apologetically, "You said a bad word."
    Lisa whispered back, "It's not a bad word right now." She kept up her
soft squeeze and rub, watching in wonder as her little sister's full pussy
lips thickened in her grasp. "Did you ever say it?"
    "What?"
    "You know, scaredy-cat." She leaned in close to her sister's pink ear
and whispered. "Pussy."
    Again the intake of breath, the mouth open. Gigi shook her head.
    "Well go ahead and say it. It's your tingle, but it's also your PUSSY.
Say it, Geej." She opened up the moistening lips, making them talk into the
mirror.  In a squeaky voice she said, "Hi, I'm Gigi's pussy. How are you?"
    Gigi giggled, blushing.
    Lisa whispered again into her sister's ear. "What am I touching?"
    Gigi whispered back, "My p. . .pussy." Now Lisa did actually see the
lips redden in her hand. She looked up and saw Gig's face a bright red.
    "Good for you, little one," said Lisa. "Now," as fingers moved to
uncover the upper folds of Gigi's pink opening, "here is your clit." And
her index finger pointed to the revealed little shiny nub.
    Gigi was fascinated. "My. . .clit?" She leaned slightly in to see.
    "Uh-huh." Lisa's finger tapped lightly.
    "Ooh!" Gigi's pelvis jerked. She smiled. "That was like a 'lectricity
shock."
    Lisa grinned. "Yup. This's my favorite place, sometimes. Feels good,
huh?" She gently rubbed the little clit with the moist finger.
     Gigi bit her lower lip. "Mm-hmm." She took a deep breath and looked
from the mirror down to herself, and Lisa's hand moving. This was very
weird, but it was fun, too, and it felt good in a sneaky kind of way. It
felt like she had a really neat secret with her older sister, and that was
so cool. She looked back up at the mirror and saw Lisa smiling at her. She
suddenly had such a feeling of love for her older sister.  A small jet of
warmth pulsed from her tingle ( her "pussy") through her belly. She took
another deep breath. Boy, this did feel good. Her slim legs, splayed out
over Lisa's thighs, straightened and spread even wider. She closed her
eyes.  "Wow," she said.
    Lisa watched her little sister avidly, restraining herself from going
too fast too soon. But as Gigi's body opened to her, and the little girl
started to get visibly and audibly excited, Lisa went the next step. She
wanted desperately to rub herself, but that could wait. Bringing Gigi to
her first orgasm was more than worth it. Now the finger that rubbed the
little clit moved down and around, sliding in the dewy cream that had begun
flowing from Gigi's bare little quim.
    "Once you get started," Lisa murmured shakily, "you can start moving
around in here like this." And her fingers now worked a bit faster, sliding
around and even into the shallow hole of Gigi's little vagina. As her
fingers got more lubricated, she was able to sweep easily from her sister's
ripe lips, up to the swelling clit, and down and into the smooth inner
walls of her little pussy.
    The effect on Gigi was striking. The feeling that had begun so warm and
mellow, was now getting more intense than she knew what to do with. The
soft, warm pulse had become a rolling surge of pleasure, and Gigi was
getting kind of scared. Her belly quivered and rose up every time Lisa got
to her electric spot (her "clit" ), and she was breathing hard through her
nose, her lips tight. "I'm getting a little scared," in a thin, quivering
voice. "I kind of want to stop now." Her thigh muscles tightened as she
tried to get up.
    Lisa pinned her softly but firmly. "It's okay, Gigi, I know it feels
weird, but it's really going to be good." She stopped for a moment, leaning
in to look Gigi in the eye, in the mirror. "I promise. Okay?"
    Little Gigi, eyes wide and bright with fear, bit her quivering lip.
"Okay."
    "Okay." Lisa smiled. "Remember I wanted to make you feel good like I
felt?"  Gigi nodded. "And you wanted me to show you how?" Gigi nodded
again. Her little nine-year-old face was beautiful at that moment,
glistening with tears and trust. "You know why?" Gigi shook her
head. "Because I love you. That's why." Gigi smiled, and Lisa slowly
started to move her hand over Gigi's sensitive young pussy. Gigi inhaled,
smiling bravely.
    "I love you, too," she said, looking into Lisa's eyes and
blushing. Lisa came.
    "Oh, Gigi. . .Good girl, honey." She redoubled her efforts. "Now, let's
ride this cowgirl home!" She couldn't help it. She leaned in and kissed
Gigi's neck.
    The kiss may have made Gigi react differently earlier, but now it
seemed part of the whole strange, scary, exciting journey. And now that
Lisa had somewhat allayed her fears, Gigi let herself go with whatever was
taking her. The hot surge in her little pussy returned, sending pulses all
through her. She felt as if she were building to something huge, like soon
she was going to explode.
    "OH!" she panted, surprised at the force of a feeling. Lisa was now
sucking at her neck and shoulder, and her kisses were shooting tingles all
through her.  Gigi's legs shot outward, and her little feet pointed. "Oh,
Lisa!"
    Lisa's hand was flying now, frigging her little sister for all she was
worth, while she sucked and slid her lips over Gigi's right shoulder. Her
left hand alternately stroked her little sister's face, tiny breasts, and
hair.
    Little Gigi was out of control now. Her hips were bucking, her
clenching little butt bouncing around on Lisa's lap. Her little hands
fretted, the right in her sister's hair, and the left riding on Lisa's wild
hand between her legs.
    "Mm!  Mmmm! Oh! Oh! MmmMMAAH!" she squealed, arching her lithe back.
Suddenly her whole body froze. Her face and chest reddened, and the veins
in her neck stood out.  Her belly quivered with the spasms that shook it,
as Lisa's hand slowed. She felt Gigi's wet little pussy pulse in her
hand,felt the swollen lips almost suck at her fingers. In the mirror she
watched the darling girl's mouth open with no sound, her eyes
half-shut. Lisa's two front fingers reached slowly into her little sister's
gushing hole, and scooped, glided up to the engorged clit. She stroked the
little button, and Gigi jerked and let out a high-pitched moan, the
helpless, frantic keen of sexual abandon, which was so strange, so erotic
to hear coming out of playful, carefree little nine-year-old Gigi. Lisa
wanted so badly to flip her now-so- vulnerable little sister onto her back,
bury her face between her skinny little legs and make her scream with
pleasure until her little girl voice gave out. But that would have to
wait. But not for long, she thought. When Gigi liked something, she wanted
to do it all the time. She sure seemed to be liking this. But maybe it was
too "scary".
    The sounds coming out of Gigi right now were like nothing Lisa had ever
heard from her little sister. Kind of like wild little puppy whining,
broken up every so often by bouts of furious panting. And little Gigi
hardly seemed conscious anymore; her dark eyes fluttered and rolled up into
her head, which now flopped from side to side like a rag doll.
    Hell, thought Lisa, she is just too delicious. At least I can kiss her
while I make her come. And with that she gently laid her sister down on the
thick-rugged floor beside her. The poor little girl was so disoriented she
had no idea what was happening, only that the wonderful exploding feeling
had stopped, and she whimpered softly in protest.
    "It's OK, Gigi, honey," Lisa whispered as she lay on her side by her
sister.  "Open up your legs, Geej. . . there, that's better, isn't it?"
    Gigi smiled vaguely and her eyelids fluttered. "Mm-hmm," she murmured
as Lisa's oily fingers resumed their soft stroking duties on her little
sister's pussy.
    "Hey, Geej," Lisa said as she lightly kissed the tip of Gigi's pert
little nose.
    Gigi giggled softly, then let out an "oh!" as Lisa's finger again
caressed her little clit.
    Lisa looked down at the pretty, elfin little face, so dreamy in its
excitement, the little lips still puckered in the Oh! "I'm gonna kiss you,
OK?"
    The little girl just looked at her, then whispered, "'kay. . ."
    Lisa kept her eyes open and watched Gigi's close as their lips met. She
felt, smelled, and tasted her little sister's horny breath, a musky, sweet,
animallike tang that drove Lisa wild. Her gentle fingers became rougher,
sliding and squeezing, and Gigi responded, this time with even greater
abandon. And as the little girl opened her mouth to moan, Lisa slid her
hungry tongue inside, receiving the moan inside her own mouth.
    Gigi's legs opened wider, her slim hips thrust upwards to meet Lisa's
more gripping manipulation, and now this amazing sensation of her beautiful
older sister's inside-out kissing, feeling the thickness of Lisa's
delicious tongue, she wanted to eat it, to suck it all up.
    Lisa felt Gigi's tongue entwine with her own, felt her pants and moans
inside her, felt the little girl's hands grip the sides of her face. Now
the older girl's hand was moving furiously, and suddenly Gigi broke from
their kiss, and looked wide-eyed, stricken, into Lisa's eyes. She then,
still staring at Lisa, started crying out, "ahh, aahhhh, ohhhhhhh!" tears
streaming down her face, until she screamed, froze, then collapsed, out
cold.