Date: Mon, 5 Sep 2011 04:14:27 -0500
From: Any CAD User <anycaduser (at) hotmail (dot) com>
Subject: Shannon and Sharron's Awakening

This is a work of pure fiction based off of my imagination.  Any
resemblance of the characters portrayed, living or deceased, is purely
coincidental.

Comments are welcome and can be directed to: anycaduser at hotmail dot com


    As twins go, these two were about average.  Shannon, the first born was
more active and outgoing.  While Sharron, on the other hand, was more
contemplative and introspective.  Taking about an hour and a half after her
sister's birth to come out, it was as if she was debating if it was safe to
do so.  But what was about to transpire was solely sparked by Sharron.

    Despite the differences, the two girls always slept in the same bed.
When they were two, their parents bought them separate kid's beds, but
their mother would always find them cuddled together on the floor between
them.  So it was decided they would share a double bed.  But as the girls
grew, that bed became smaller and smaller.  So on their tenth birthday it
was upgraded to a queen..  Sharron was always one to prefer pajamas while
Shannon a night shirt.

    Shortly after their tenth birthday, Sharron began to notice changes to
her and her sister's bodies.  The nipples, once small and pale brown, were
turning darker and increasing in size.  There were other changes too, but
these only manifested in changes in feelings or perception.  Ever
inquisitive, she began research online and discovered the process of
puberty; sex education wouldn't be taught until next year.

    In the course of her investigation, she came across a detailed
illustration of the female genitalia.  It was labeled with all the
anatomical structures, so she looked up the names for more information.
One structure became of particular interest to her, the clitoris.
Discovering its function prompted her to explore herself and she discovered
an amazing feeling never before experienced, although, she never fully
achieved orgasm until one night in the shower.

    The showerhead was one attached to a hose and had a massage function.
Curiosity got a hold of her.  Planting one foot on the tub ledge, she
spread her legs and with one hand parted her vulva.  She aimed one pulsing
spray towards her clit, and be coincidence another was directed at her
vaginal opening.  The sensation was much more intense that she ever had
imagined.  The warm, pulsating water began to work its magic.  The amazing
feeling kept building and building.  Her head began to spin and she braced
herself against the wall and shower door.  Then, all of a sudden, a burst
of sensation never before experienced coursed through her body.  Wave after
wave of intense pleasure washed over her.  Then, she felt herself
falling...

    Little did she know that in the course of her orgasm, she let out a
terrible scream that sent her mother running.  By the time her mother
reached the bathroom, Sharron had regained control and was beginning to
stand.


    "Sharron!  Are you alright?  What happened dear?"

    "Umm, silly me, I dropped the soapy wash sponge and stepped in it.  I
fell down."

    "Are you injured?  Let me take a look."

    "No, no. I'm fine. Just a little dazed with a few bruises.  I'm OK."

    "Ok, but if you want to go to the doctors tomorrow..."

    "Mom!"

    "OK."  And she went back to the kitchen.


    Later in bed, Sharron couldn't get that intense sensation out of her
mind.  She slipped her right hand under the PJ and underpants waistband and
edged her fingers downward.  She hadn't alerted Shannon to her discoveries
yet, so didn't want to arouse her suspicion.  As she worked her index
finger against her clit, the familiar tingling began.  She remembered how
the one shower pulse was aimed at her vaginal opening, so she replaced it
with her thumb and moved the finger over it and began pushing this brought
a new level to her arousal and it let itself be known by emitting as a soft
moan from her lips.  Shannon, not quite asleep, caught it.


    "What are you doing?"

    "Ahh, nothing."

    "You're doing something.  Is it related to what happened in the
shower?"

    "Uhh..., Yeah."

    "What?"

    "Let me show you, it's easier that way."


    Shannon then removed her hand from herself and nudged close to her
sister who was on her left.  With the hand which was just upon herself,
Sharron lifted the bottom of Shannon's night shirt and slipped it under her
panty waistband.


    "What are you doing," Shannon exclaimed!?

    "Shhhh.  Just relax.  I promise, this feels wonderful!"


    The fingers that were just working their magic her own budding
womanhood began to turn their attention to her older sister.  She edged her
index finger to Shannon's clit and began rubbing.  After a minute or two,
when Shannon began to coo, as with herself, she replaced the finger with
the thumb and let the finger wander down her sister's vaginal slit.  Once
upon Shannon's vaginal opening, she began tapping it.  Sharron adjusted
herself so that her head rested in Shannon's chest.  It's heaving after a
minute indicated that Shannon's arousal was in full swing.  Her breathing
was beginning to come in large sharp spasms, soft moans emanating the
entire time.  Shannon began thrusting herself into her sister's hand.  The
index finger pushed inside her and she grunted and moaned with pleasure.
Sharron, taking notice, began thrusting the finger deeper.  The further she
pushed in, the more Shannon pushed back.  Shannon quickened the pace and
Shannon's moans grew.  Sharron placed her pillow over her sister's face.


    "Be quite," she whisper-shouted!


    Soon Shannon tensed up.  Her backside was off the bed and the muffled
scream sprang from behind the pillow.  Seconds later Shannon was a limp
mass lying on the bed.  Sharron removed the pillow, but her older sister
was in a deep, blissful orgasmic comma.

    Sharron then returned her attention back to her own pleasure. This time
instead of merely pressing her finger against the vaginal opening, she
pressed it inside. The sensation was indescribable, a cross between a
tickle and an itch.  The combination of clitoral and vaginal stimulation
was both intoxicating and addicting. As with her sister, the more she
thrust the more she was stimulated and the more she wanted. It was a
delicious, vicious cycle. Soon, she was bucking against her hand, the
intense wave of pleasure she first experienced in the shower was
approaching to sweep her away yet again. Like a thunder clap, the orgasm
ripped through her body and washed away her consciousness. Sharron joined
Shannon in orgasm induced slumber.

    Shannon awoke with a start. This in turn, jolted Sharron up.  Shannon
looked around their room.  She remembered crawling into bed at 10:04. The
clock now read 1:28.


    "What happened," she said? Then she remembered Sharron's hand... "What
did you do to me," she demanded from her sister?

    "I told you it was awesome!"

    "You said wonderful. You didn't say it would knock me out!"

    "Did you like it?"

    "Uh, yeah," Shannon replied after some hesitation.

    "Do you want to do it again?"

    "Well...  OK."


    Sharron then pushed her pajama bottoms and panties of simultaneously
off, and then pulled the top over her head.  She now sat cross-legged in
front of Shannon.  In the dim light creeping though the window from the
street light outside, Shannon noticed the dark spots of her sister's
budding breasts.  A sensation grew within her, something new and exciting.
This frightened her a little.

    Sharron, sensing the hesitation, reassured her sister, "It's OK.  Did
it hurt before?  No.  It's out secret; it's fun."  Then she began tugging
at Shannon's night shirt.

    Hesitantly, she lifted it over her head and then removed her panties.
The two girls sat cross legged facing each other in the dim light.  This
time Shannon took the lead and reached out and caressed Sharron's tiny
breasts.  A feeling grew within Sharron.  Arousal like before but
different.  The tingling in her young womanhood returned.  Sharron
reciprocated and began caressing Shannon's buds with both hands.  Soft and
gentle they ran their thumbs over each other's nipples, which grew hard in
no time.

    Sharron retook the lead and leaned in.  Engulfing the little left bud
in her mouth, she gently sucked and caressed it with her tongue.  Her left
hand continued paying Shannon's right breast attention.  Shannon just laid
back and let her sister pleasure.  The tingling in her groin grew and could
no longer be ignored.  She reached her right for it and let her fingers
stroke the length of her slit, stopping at the top to press into her clit.
Her moans grew.  She ached for the pleasure wave to return.


    "Do I have to get the pillow again," Sharron asked?

    "I want, I want..."


    Sharron removed her attention from her sister's chest and moved her
mouth to Shannon's.  She pressed her lips to hers and the two began
kissing.  Then she moved her right hand to join her sisters.  In unison,
the both stroked Shannon's soaked slit.  This time, when the index finger
tip was upon the vaginal opening, Sharron pressed her sister's and hers in.
They entered the canal together.  The deep moan from Shannon filled
Sharron's mouth.  Her breathing became deep and erratic as their finger's
pulsated in and out of Shannon's vagina.  Something welled up with Shannon
and she forced her tongue into Sharron's mouth.  It caught her by surprise,
but she accepted it by sucking on it.  Just as their finger's were playing
inside Shannon's vagina, their tongues were playing within Sharron's mouth.

    The passion grew minute by minute.  Shannon's legs were spread wide,
the girls' fingers pumping in and out faster, harder, deeper.  It could
last, and Shannon couldn't wait, much longer.  They both felt it.  The
vaginal walls began to contract, squeezing their fingers together as the
orgasm ripped through the older sister.  The deep scream was swallowed by
Sharron and Shannon collapsed in relief, riding the pleasure wave to
ecstasy.

    When she awoke a minute later, the two looked into each other's eyes.
They both knew the reason why they always slept together.  It was meant to
be...


    Shannon spoke first.  All she said was, "It's your turn."


    She took a hold of Sharron's left hand with hers and guided them both
to Sharron's waiting and wanting, loins.  Moving her mouth closer to her
little sister's their lips entwined again.  Shannon gently sucked on
Sharron's lower lip then moved to the top.  By this time, their entwined
fingers were tracing around the vulva, but never actually touching the
part.  Shannon spread her legs and tried to force their hands closer, but
Shannon, the more athletic and stronger, held her at bay.


    To which, Sharron responded, "Your teasing me.  Why are you teasing
me?"

    Shannon giggled and replied, "Let's see how long you last."


    She then began kissing the down her neck.  She remembered a mark on the
side of their babysitter's, from three years ago, neck.  When asked she
explained it was a `passion mark' and her boyfriend gave it to her.
Shannon began kissing the area where that was and Shannon's response was a
slow coo and soon her breathing intensified.

    Sharron began to force their hands into her wanting slit, but older
sister still prevailed.  She brought their hands up and she could smell her
sister's juices on the fingers.  This ignited a new desire within herself.
She put the wet fingers in her mouth and licked and sucked them clean.
After, the entwined hands went to the little mounds on Sharron's chest.
The fingers played over them and the tiny nipples grew to attention.
Sharron's moans of desire intensified.


    "Do I need to get a pillow," Shannon teased?

    "No.  Just finish this.  Give me relief," Sharron begged!


    With this, Shannon released her sister's hand and moved hers to
Sharron's waiting vagina.  With the new found awareness, she plunged her
index and middle fingers inside.  Sharron sucked a breath in deeply, it
hurt, but the pain was exquisite.  Her vagina responded by tightening
around the fingers.  Shannon began slowly pumping them in and out.  As she
did this, she began flexing and wiggling then inside.

    Sharron could not contain herself and let out a passionate wail.
Quickly, Shannon placed her mouth over her little sister's.  The scream
coursed down her throat.  Sharron's breathing intensified as her big
sister's fingers pulsed within her.  With her fingers completely buried,
Shannon stopped.  She bent them as well as she could, and slowly pulled
them free.  When they reached a point, Sharron began moaning a little more.
Shannon stopped withdrawing and began tapping the spot.  Sharron's response
was immediate; she bucked up into her hand.  Shannon moved her thumb to
Sharron's clitoris and began pinching her fingers together.  Sharron threw
her arms around Shannon and squeezed her tightly as the orgasmic wave
released a primal scream was contained by her big sister's mouth.  Seconds
later, she was a limp doll lying on the bed.


    Her eyes fluttered open after a few rapturous minutes.  "What the...
WOW!  I wonder if that's what you felt."

    "I don't know.  What's inside to make that happen?"

    "That, I don't know, but I want to find out."


    The two girls lay there embraced in each others arms and drifter off to
sleep...

    It was 8:00am and they hadn't woken up.  They need to get ready for
school.  Their mother went to their room to see what was keeping them.
When she opened the door the she was greeted by the scent of female sex.
Then she came upon the sight of the two girls naked an entwined on the bed.


    "Oh dear," was all she could say.


    Both girls opened there eyes and looked at their mother, mouth open, in
the doorway.  Sharron timidly pulled the sheet over her sister and herself.


    After a long awkward moment, their mother finally spoke, "Go take a
shower, separately," the last rather sharp.  "We'll talk about this
tonight."  She then closed the door and holding the knob for a moment,
stared into space absorbing what she had just discovered...