Date: 3 Jan 2002 16:50:15 -0800
From: Jan <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Sister my Sister (Incest f/f)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts between teen aged sisters.  If this type of
content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read
it.

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                         Sister my Sister
                                By
                               Jan


	To start with my family lives in Bremerton, Washington
a Navel ship yard town west of Seattle about a 45 minute ferry
ride across the bay.  The dry docks are the single biggest
employer in the town.  The second biggest industry is logging.
The biggest fraternal lodge in the town is the Son's of Odin.

	Not the kind of place you would expect for a family of
first generation Italians to be living.  My sister and I grew up
going to a small school with a lot of red heads and blondes.  We
lived west of town several miles.  Our Dad used to drive us to
school on his way to his fishing boat.  He would cross the bay
to the area where octopi lived.  He used an Old Italian way of
setting traps for them.  Big ceramic jugs were placed on the
bottom with lines attached to plastic bottles so that he could
retrieve the jugs.  The octopi like to hide in dark places.  So in
the morning he could harvest them.  Then deliver them to the
fish market to be used for calamari.  Then he could spend the
day fishing for commercial fish.

	Mom worked for the local Junior College in the
Administrative Office.  She kept a nice home for my sister and
me.  The house was nestled into the side of a hill so that the
garage was under the house facing the street.  Bremerton is in
the wind shadow of the Olympic Mountains.  We get enough
rain to keep the ground damp year round but about every 20
years it actually snows down to the sea level.  It is a great place
for men to play.  The fishing is great and the forests are thick
enough that you are within 20 feet of game animals before they
see or smell you.

	My sister is two years older than me.  We grew up as
regular little Tom boys.  We were taught how to track elk long
before we were old enough to hunt.  We were fishing for large
game fish when most girls were busy playing with dolls.

	When I was just entering my teens Karen was almost a
woman.  Our family was from Genoa so we probably had as
much French in us as Italian.  We have fair skin, dark hair and
blue eyes. Both of us have fairly straight hair that we keep
shoulder length.  Katrina has already got breasts that are a 36-C
cup.  Not that she needs a bra.  They are firm and pointed.  At
my age, my chest still has a way to go.  Katrina has a thick
patch of dark hair between her legs.  I have hair now but no
where near as much as Katrina.  Both our hips are flared now
but my hip bones still stick out in front.  My legs seem too long
for my body and my feet still seem too big.

	We grew up in a two bedroom home and Katrina and I
shared a full sized bed from the time I was old enough to stop
sleeping in a crib.  It was natural for us to cuddle to keep warm
on cold winter nights.  She was the first to find out that it felt
good to touch herself between her legs and taught me.

	Now that I had hair between my legs our play had
developed to games far more interesting than just masturbating
each other.  Now that we have a digital camera we have taken
many pictures of Katrina sticking her fingers up my vagina and
me doing it to her.  The first time she wanted to look at my
pussy she got so close that could feel her breath on my hair.  I
put my hands on the back of her head and pulled her face into
my wetness until she stuck out her tongue and licked me.  I was
so excited that I was rubbing my pussy against her face until I
climaxed.

	Katrina felt that it was only fair that I return the favor and
moved around on the bed until she was sitting up and pulled me
around so that I could put my face between her legs.  I wanted
to taste her and smell her as much as she wanted me too.  I
stuck out my tongue and aimed it right for where I knew her
hole was under that hairy patch.  My nose was pressed against
her clitoris.  Katrina's was bucking against my face.  When she
climaxed she stood up in bed so fast that she actually flipped
me off the bed.  Mom came upstairs to check on what we were
doing.  We had to jump into bed and cover up with the blankets
to hide the fact that we were both nude.  We tried to play that
we were asleep.

	Mom knew that we were faking it.  All she said was,
"Try not to break anything!" as she closed the door behind
herself as she left.

	Our games got more inventive as we learned how to play
with each other.  We would bring each other right to the edge of
climaxing and rest until each other calmed down.  Then we
would start over.  By doing that we could masturbate each other
for hours before one of us would climax.

	Katrina visited out mother's older sister one summer.  I
missed her terribly all summer.  But when she got home she
told me that I would get to visit Sophia next summer.  She told
me that our aunt was a very special lady.

	Katrina told me all about how our aunt had taken her to
bed with her the first night she got there and that in the Genoa
summers it was warm and that they didn't bother putting on
nightie's.  She told me all about the games they had played all
summer.  She even brought home some rubber and plastic toys
she wanted to show me.

	The first night home she showed me how to use the toys
by using them on me.  Then I used them on her.  Katrina
smuggled in a shoe box.  When we were in bed that night she
turned on a night light so we could look at her souvenirs from
our Aunt.

	The box had several things I knew what they were
suppose to be but a few things were meaningless to me until she
told me how they were used and even showed me.

	I knew the bright plastic tube with the battery switch on
the base was a phallic penis and could figure out what to do
with that.  Some intrigued me as to what we were going to do
with them.

	One thing that she had to show me was what the string of
plastic beads was for.  She lubed my anus with a jell and after
putting me on my tummy a she started pushing one bead at a
time into my anus.  After about five were stuffed into my butt
all there was hanging out was the string with chrome ring.

	Then she inserted the plastic dildo into my cunt and
turned it on.  As my excitement increased she switched the
thing from low speed to middle and finally high speed.  She
was rubbing my clit too.

	When I felt my first spasm hit my body my sister
removed the dildo and let it happen.  But then she took hold of
the ring dangling from my ass and pulled it slowly out.  With
each bead popping out of my sphincter I had another climax.
By the time all of them were out I was sweating and as limp as
a rag doll.  I had to rest for awhile before I was ready to find out
how to use anything less.

	What Katrina wanted me to do was insert a vibrato into
her anus and turn it on.  Then she pulled out a latex rubber
double headed dildo.  She inserted one end into her pussy and
the other into my pussy.  Then she moved her body as close to
mine as she could.  That way we each had at least six inches
imbedded into our cunts.  Then she grabbed the middle and by
pulling up and down the shaft was being pushed and pulled in
and out of both of us at the same time.  When she climaxed she
fell back on the bed and the vibrator slid out of her ass, still
humming.

	I wanted to feel what it was like to have that vibrator in
my ass and asked her to show me.  She told me that I would
have to learn how to relax even more than when she used it on
my cunt.  I begged her to teach me.

	She lubed my anus with her finger and added fingers
until she had three in my butt.  Then she put the tube against the
opening.  I could not help it, I clamped down and it hurt to have
the thing trying to enter me.  I begged her to stop.  She pulled
back and whispered in my ear to push out like I was going to
the bathroom.

	I did and she inserted at least an inch into me.  I sucked
air into my lungs and she pulled back just a little.  That relived
the pressure.  Then she inserted another inch.  Slowly she
repeated this until the entire toy was in my ass.  She turned it
onto slow speed.  I felt like I was about to shit and it felt like
that thing was in direct contact with my clitoris from behind.  It
felt like my clit was vibrating with the dildo.  Katrina watched
my face as I climaxed.  She kissed me as she pulled it out of my
ass and I climaxed again.

	The next day I wrote our aunt a letter thanking her for the
toys and telling her that I was looking forward to visiting her
next summer.


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