The Sister's Prize
by K.R.

     They were sisters. Laura and Michelle. Laura was a petite brunette and
Michelle a tall redhead. Laura had always been jealous of her
sister. Michelle had it all, looks, popularity, boyfriends. Laura felt she
had been cheated, even though she loved her sister and wouldn't begrudge
her anything. Laura would have surprised to find out that Michelle was
actually jealous of her. Laura had it so easy in class, she never struggled
to make good grades. The two sisters each seemed to fit a stereotype:
Laura, not as pretty, but still fairly attractive, yet very smart and
Michelle, the dumb sexpot.
     Laura was 14 and a freshman in high school. Her sister was 16 and a
junior. They lived with their Aunt, who looked like Michelle, because their
parents had been killed in a car accident several years before. One of the
reasons Michelle was jealous of Laura, was because Laura had her best
friend Janie to confide in. Michelle may have had a lot of friends, but no
one she could really trust. The people she knew were fairly shallow and
cared only about looks and money.  Secretly Michelle longed for a best
friend like Janie. She kept trying to get closer to her sister, in the
hopes that they could one day confide in each other. Tell each other their
deepest, darkest secrets and not be judged for it.
     It was raining that Saturday. Michelle looked out the window and
sighed. With each intake of breath her ample bosom strained against the
t-shirt she was wearing. She had been planning on going out with her
current boyfriend that night, but he called at the last minute to
cancel. So here she was, standing by the window on a rainy Saturday,
feeling sorry for herself.  She was playing with the end of her long red
hair, twisting it up out of boredom. "Are you going to stnd there all day?"
The question startled Michelle out of her reverie. She turned around to see
her Aunt Brenda. Brenda looked like an older version of Michelle. The same
long red hair, ample bosom and curves. "Roger cancelled again, didn't he?"
Brenda reached up and stroked her niece's cheek. "I don't know why you put
up with him. Well, you sister should be home soon, the two of you can do
something together, maybe." Michelle managed a small smile for her Aunt's
sake.  Brenda shook her head sadly and left the room.
     Michelle turned back to the window. She liked the rain. Big, fat drops
of water hitting the ground. A figure appeared at the corner and began
walking towards the house. It was Laura. She was soaked. She slowly made
her way up the street to the house. Michelle kept looking out the window as
a key turned in the lock. Laura stood just inside the door, dripping. "Go
change, before Aunt Brenda sees you," Michelle told her. Removing her
jacket and shoes, Laura went upstairs to comply.
     Laura came back downstairs ten minutes, later, in a dry t-shirt and
jeans. Only her hair was still wet. "Enjoying the rain?" she asked
Michelle.
     "No." Michelle turned around to face her sister. Despite the obvious
differences, you could tell the two were sisters. Michelle was just under
six feet tall, with long, dark red hair. She was fairly well developed,
having an ample bosom and just enough curves to drive a guy crazy.  She was
dressed, like Laura, in a t-shirt and jeans. Laura had just reached
puberty. Her dark brown hair was tied back in a pony tail. Her breasts were
just becoming noticeable and she had only the slightest curves. She was a
couple of inches shorter than her sister. "Do you want to play a game,"
asked Michelle.
     "Okay. How about Monopoly?"
     "Fine." Laura walked into the next room and came back with the
game. She placed it on the floor and began setting up. "Let's see. Two five
hundreds, two hundreds, two fifties...Do you want to be the car?" Michelle
kneeled by her sister and placed the game piece at "Go" in answer.
"Fine. I'll be the thimble." They rolled to see who would be first and
began playing.
     They became fairly engrossed in the game, when Aunt Brenda came into
the room and announced that she was going out and wouldn't be back for a
couple of hours. Her nieces murmured an acknowledgement, refusing to be
distracted from their game. "Three, four, five.  Damn!" Laura had landed on
Boardwalk. She began counting her money. "I don't have enough."
     "Mortgage something, then." Michelle watched greedily as her sister
debated which properties to mortgage.
     "It's not going to be enough." Laura had already landed on her
sister's properties enough times to deplete her finances.
     "Then, I win."
     "I suppose you want a prize, too."
     "Yes." Michelle looked at her sister and got an idea. Leaning over the
game board, she pecked her sister on the lips.
     "What was that for?"
     "My prize." She kissed Laura again. The two sisters looked at each
other, recognition of what this meant dawning in their eyes. Their lips
moved together again, this time as the beginning of passion, not as
sisters. Michelle placed one hand behind her sister's head and with th
other, began stroking Laura's back. The embracing gesture was gladly
returned. Michelle broke the kiss long enough to tell her sister they
should move over to the couch. She lay down on the black, leather couch,
Laura on top of her. They continued the kiss, their tongues exploring each
other's mouth.
     Laura began moving her hands along her sister's perfect body. She ran
her hands up the sides of Michelle's breasts, massaging them through the
thin cotton. She could tell Michelle, like herself wasn't wearing a
bra. "Let's get more comfortable," Laura suggested and the two began
undressing. The erect nipples of Laura's small breasts, rubbed up against
her sister's larger ones.  Laura sat up, so she could remove her sister's
jeans. Underneath the jeans was a pair of white, lace panties. Michelle
then removed Laura's jeans to find a pair of red lace panties. "A tribute,"
Laura said.
     Her lust and passion building, Michelle quickly pulled off her
sister's panties. The mound was bare, with just a slight covering of pubic
hair. She began to rub it, as Laura sucked on her breasts. The lust in both
of their eyes began building. Laura let out a gasp of pleasure, as Michelle
worked a finger inside the dripping vagina. With animal-like intensity, she
ripped off Michelle's white panties. As Laura started to rub her mound,
Michelle began sliding her finger in and out of her sister's vagina. Laura
was still sucking on her breasts, so Michelle used her free hand to massage
the small breasts of he sister. They were not fully developed, only a
handful, but enough for Michelle to give pleasure to.
     Laura could feel an orgasm building between her legs. The side of
Michelle's finger rubbed the walls her vagina and clitoris. It wasn't long
before the eruption came. Her gasp of pleasure was barely audible. Laura
then began kissing her way down Michelle's body. The bottom of the breasts,
the stomach, the waist and finallythe red-covered mound. She teased her
sister with her tongue at first, but it wasn't long before she had it
sliding in and out. Michelle grabbed the couch cushions and began bucking
her hips. Laura worked her way around the vaginal opening, only barely
touching the clit. "Lick me!" Michelle screamed. Laura gently massaged the
bud with her tongue. "Oh yes!" screamed Michelle. The fire that had just
burst intoflame in Laura, was now starting in Michelle.
     In her passion, Michelle was no longer touching her sister, so Laura
began rubbing her mound against her sister's leg. With only minimal
stimulation, she could feel another orgasm building. The two came at the
same time. Pausing for a minute, in the afterglow of their orgasms, the two
sisters could barely catch theiur breath when the passion began
again. Laura turned around on top of her sister, so the two could pleasure
each other at the same time, which they did several more times.