Date: Sun, 5 Sep 2004 10:48:08 -0400
From: Kill Allhippes <killallhippes@gmail.com>
Subject: The Young Sisters Chapter Three

The Young Sisters Chapter 3 by pointless(send feedback to killallhippes@gmail)

As Jenny Young slept soundly in her parents bedroom, sleeping the sleep of
the beautiful damned, her younger sister Becky sat twitching in the living
room with her best friend Sara debating with herself in her coked up mind
if Sara could handle the truth of her relationship with Jenny. Poor, poor
Becky, Could she trust her friend with this deep dark secret? Or would she
lose Sara with the revelation of Becky and Jenny's perversion?

Becky mulled this not so classic conundrum over in her young, overly
stimulated mind while Sara sat beside her wondering what the fuck was
taking Becky so long to answer such a simple question. Her equally drugged
out twenty-year-old brain was quickly growing impatient. Understandably,
considering all the coke they had just consumed, Sara suddenly felt the
need to push the issue.

" What," Sara blurted out, perhaps a little too forcefully, " Is Jenny sick
or something?" Becky shook her head as Sara spoke, half out of shock and
half out of disagreement. Suddenly she realized that she might as well
tell. It wasn't like Sara was saint or anything. How the hell could she
judge Becky? Becky knew some of the shit impish little friend had
done. Like that cheerleader back in high school, that time she'd taken on
those six guys at that rave in East Lansing, and that one time with her
cousin Julia. Sara would not be in a position to judge Becky immoral for
loving her sister a little more then normal.

And besides she loved Sara and Sara loved her. Their friendship was that
close.

" Hello?" Sara chided her again, "look, I know this is good shit, but come
on, Becky, where's Jenny been? I've been dying to see her since last
summer."

"Do you remember I told you Jenny was like getting serious about some guy
at the fucking college she's going to?" Becky asked quietly, with an odd
smile on her pretty face, a smile not altogether intentional.

" Yeah. Why, what about it?"

" Well, you know, I don't really know. I do know is that it's not happening
anymore."

Sara looked at Becky perplexed for a moment. She had known Becky ever since
elementary school and she had met Jenny shortly there after. Becky and
Jenny had always been close, and not just in the usual sister/sister
way. Sara had a sister herself and they got along quite well, but they were
nothing compared to Becky and Jenny. Becky and Jenny shared everything.

" Hasn't she told you?" she asked with real concern. Jenny was her friend
as well even if she was (so Sara thought) a bit of a prude.

"No." replied Becky simply. Sara thought for a moment, fighting the drugs
the raced through her brain to think clearly about this situation. And, to
think, she hadn't even heard the half of it.

" Well, so," she finally said, " Maybe it was just a bad break up. She'll
tell you eventually."

Becky continued to look concerned, though Sara had no idea why. How could
she? Becky then took step two.

"I'm sure your right, but there's something else as well," Becky had lost
the coy smile by now as she struggled to find the best way to reveal the
true depth of the situation at hand. " When Jenny came home last week she
was all doped and totally not Jenny. She was out at every college party,
every high school party, and every party in town sluting it up and fucking
every boy who showed even the slightest interest in her."  " Bull shit,"
Sara in disbelief, " Jenny isn't a slut."

" Sara, I was there. In a week Jenny fucked at least twelve different
guys."

Sara suddenly understood the seriousness of the situation. Jenny liked sex
as much as anyone else, but like the good prude she was, she kept her sex
in a relationship. Jenny Young did not put out without some kind of
commitment. Everyone who knew her knew that. It was gospel truth.

"Whoa," was all Sara could come up with. Becky knew it was now time to move
on to step three.

" Yeah, I know," she said and then paused to think for a second, " but
that's not the weirdest of it."

Sara looked at Becky dead in the eye then wondering what she meant by
weirdest. What could be weirder than Jenny Young, party-girl slut? She was
about to find out shortly.

" I let her go, you know, do her thing for a bit and just sat back and
watched hoping everything would get better, you know?" Becky began. Sara
just nodded and said yeah, so Becky continued. " So, like after this one
really stupid little party that had no hot guys, no good drugs, not even
any good beer she came home all fucked up and, obviously fucked." Becky
paused and lit herself a cigarette for courage. She took a good, long drag
and blew out the smoke slowly.

" Well," she continued, " I had left the party early `cause like I said it
sucked, so I was home waiting for her." Again Becky paused and took a long,
slow drag of her smoke. Sara was staring at her transfixed, in a daze as
the coke began to change its pace in her head. Becky looked over at Sara
and suddenly realized that she'd better say it soon or just let it go.

And she knew, deep down, that she could not just let it go anymore. She had
to tell someone and Sara was right here, listening intently though she had
no idea what she was really hearing. Becky came to a quick decision. It was
now or never.

" Sara, " she said firmly, "what I've been trying to tell you is that me
and Jenny are lovers."

Becky looked at Sara, staring her friend directly in the eye and Sara
stared right back at her. Sara shocked look said it all. Becky had made a
big mistake. She looked away, embarrassed, almost ready to cry when she
heard Sara beginning to laugh hysterically.

Becky looked at Sara in shock, unsure what to think of this reaction. Sara
meanwhile had fallen back on the couch, giggling loudly and covering her
face. Becky suddenly felt angry. She had just bared her soul to her good
friend, told a deep, dark terrible secret and here she was laughing! What
the fuck, she thought and at the same time yelled it, though she didn't
know it until she heard it echoing off of the walls.

Sara shot up and immediately stopped laughing. Staring at Becky she
suddenly realized, as she had not before, that her friend was dead serious.

"Really?" was all she could manage to say. At that the uttering of that
single, seemingly unimportant word Becky Young began to cry. Sara rushed to
her side and hugged her close, allowing Becky to sob uncontrollably on her
thin, little shoulder as she whispered, " it's okay, sweetie. It's okay,"
over and over until Becky ceased sobbing and looked Sara in the eyes.

" Sara," Becky said, " You know I love you, right?"

" Of course I do, Becky. You're the best friend I have."  " Do you believe
me?"

"Of course I do."

" Do understand?" Becky's stare drilled into Sara's mind. She thought for a
moment and suddenly she did understand. Becky and Jenny were lovers. In an
instant the concept had cleared through all the trash in Sara's brain and
had become a reality. She could understand this because she loved Becky and
whatever Becky did was all right. No judgement, no condemnation existed in
Sara's heart for this relationship that she had just found out about. She
needed only to look in her friend's eyes to realize that it was real and
that it was right.

The two girls embraced again, not in a sexual way, but in an embrace of
love and understanding. The held each other for several minutes just
enjoying the intimacy between them, the warmth and comfort that existed in
their bound until Becky released Sara and again looked her friend in the
eyes. A wicked, beautiful thought passed through her mind. She had to share
this extra-moral love with Sara. Sara had to be able to know not just
understand.

" Sara," she said into her friends beautiful, but far from innocent face, "
I want you see it."

Sara looked at Becky perplexed for a moment. See what? See them? She
couldn't mean that could she? Yes, she could, and she did.

" Sara," Becky repeated softly, " I want you to see me make love to Jenny."

" You want me to watch you?" Sara asked, even more confused now that she
had been when Becky had told her of her forbidden love of her sister. " But
why?"

"I want you to see how beautiful it is. You have to know. Please, Sara. You
have to know."

The pleading, loving look in her friends convinced Sara that Becky was
right. When Becky stood up and grabbed her hand to guide her to the Becky
and Jenny's parent's bedroom she didn't protest. Nor did she protest when
Becky opened the door to the now twilight darkened bedroom where Jenny lie
still sleeping. She was a bit amazed to see that Jenny was naked and that
she had a teddy bear wedged between her thighs, but she'd heard and been
made to understand too much to let that bother her.

Becky looked at Sara and held her finger to her mouth to indicate the need
for silence and then she pulled the loose, floral print dress she was
wearing over her head and dropped it on to the floor silently. A look
indicated that Sara should disrobe as well and she, removing her short
skirt and skimpy top quickly and silently.

Again Becky indicated that Sara remain silent as she approached her friend
and placed a kiss on her fine, delicate nose before grabbing her hand and
leading Sara, naked and shivering from the odd excitement she was feeling,
to a large closest. Carefully, Becky opened the folding doors and guided
Sara into the darkness.

Again she kissed her perplexed friend, this time on the cheek, before
whispering soft into Sara's ear, " watch," and then turned and walked
slowly, sensuously to the bed where her sister Jenny slept and laid down
next to her to kiss Jenny's beautiful sleeping lips.

Sara could already feel the arousal building in her lithe little body as
she watched her friend begin to kiss sister awake with soft, sensuous
kisses. As Becky's hands began to feel the soft skin of the slowly
awakening Jenny, Sara's hand's began to instinctively find their way to her
breasts with already hard nipples and to her already thoroughly wet
pussy. Already, this was by far the most deliciously dirty thing she'd ever
seen. And it had only just begun.

Becky's hands gently stroked the naked skin of her sisters back as she
kissed the still slightly groggy, but quickly awakening Jenny who slowly,
but unquestioningly began to return the signs of sweet
affection. Effortlessly their mouths melted together, tongues playing as
their lithe, young bodies intertwined. Without words, without anything
pretenses at all, they had begun to make sweet, beautiful love.

Smooth legs parted allowing knees and thighs to rub against the soft,
sensitive folds of each girl's sex as Sara watched hidden in the darkness
of the closet. Her fingers began to vigorously massage her clit as she
watched Becky and Jenny begin to grind against each other, soft moans
escaping from their busy mouths. Sara was glad for this. Glad that the
sound of their lovemaking would cover the sound of her appreciation.

Becky and Jenny's hips moved in delicious circles against each other. Their
vocalizations grew stronger, more intense as delicate hands gripped at firm
cheeks and kneaded soft backs as their lips remained locked in their
continued their glorious battle in each other's mouths.

As Sara looked on in awe and pleasure, the two sisters broke their kiss and
began to explore each others necks, ears, throats and shoulders with soft
nips, sweet kisses and licks even as their hips continued to grind against
each others now wet thighs. Both sisters worked their way quickly towards a
wonderfully sweet release from the unavoidable tension of life.

Suddenly, both girls froze simultaneously and let out loud groans of
ecstatic pleasure. Jenny's back arched and her mouth left Becky's ear,
which she had been tenderly kissing even as Becky pressed closer to her
older sisters sweetly quaking body and bit down onto her thin
shoulder. Jenny's loud groan overpowered Becky's softer one, but Sara could
tell that both were in a place she had always longed to be: they were in
heaven.

Sara came as well, trying her best to keep silent in the closet, not
wishing to reveal her presence to the unknowing Jenny. Her eyes closed, her
thin body shook as the pleasure flowed within her. When she opened her eyes
again she saw a beautiful sight. Becky had found her way between her
sister's thighs and slowly devouring Jenny's pussy.

Sara's fingers returned instantly to their work as watched Jenny writhe and
moan under Becky's talented tongue.

" Oh god," Jenny said, her voice shaking with ecstasy, " Mmmmm, oh yeah,
Becky! Oh, sooo good!"

Sara could Becky giggle at the Jenny's mindless moans. Becky shifted
position slightly; gently forcing Jenny's legs up and out as she began
devour the delicious cunt of her sibling with unholy abandon. Jenny began
to scream in pleasure more than moan as Sara's fingers penetrated her own
pussy to fuck herself intently to the glorious vision before her.

The light was growing dimmer in the bedroom, but the two sisters on the bed
could be clearly seen. Jenny's hand clutched at her firm, little tits. Her
fingers pinched her flint like nipples. Her hips humped at her sisters
loving mouth. She was so close that she could have seen the face of god if
only she had opened her tightly clenched eyes.

" Oh Yeah! Oh Fuck Yeah! Fuck me, Becky! Fuck me!" Jenny screamed as
another orgasm rippled through her body like waves on a stormy sea. Becky
held on for dear life and continued to gorge herself on Jenny's exquisite
pussy as Jenny's body shook uncontrollably with honeyed bliss.

Sara's fingers were working overtime on her engorged clit as Becky crawled
atop her sister's still slightly quaking body to place a kiss on Jenny's
forehead and then the sister's mouths again met in a passionate
kiss. Jenny's fingers slowly found their way to her sister's pussy and
began to feel and touch Becky's sensitive folds.

Becky moaned sweetly into Jenny's mouth as Jenny' fingers began to slowly
penetrate her. Becky arched her back, breaking the kiss to groan her
pleasure into the space that surrounded her. Jenny, not missing a step,
latched onto her sister's breasts and suckling and nibbling at the sweet
nipples that stood out proud and hard from the small, firm mounds.

"Fuck yeah," Becky grunted, "bite my fucking nipples. Ohhh! God damn it!"
Becky's hips gyrated sweetly in the air as Jenny's fingers and mouth drove
her closer to the only true joy on this earth. It felt so good, so right
how could it possibly be a sin?

Poor Sara nearly collapsed in the closet as she struggled to keep her
climaxes silent. The intensity of the sister's lovemaking was so glorious
to behold she simply couldn't stop her maniac fingering of her cunt. She
couldn't even imagine taking her eyes off the beautiful sight before her.

Jenny had released Becky's nipple from her mouth much to her younger
sisters chagrin. Becky calmed down as she felt Jenny begin to kiss her way
down her stomach to only one obvious destination. Becky giggled when
Jenny's tongue traced around her navel. She stopped giggling a few seconds
later when her older sister pulled her hips gently to her mouth as she
scooted down into a better position to eat Becky's delectable pussy.

"Uhhmmm.Oh God!" Becky moaned when Jenny began to lick her in earnest while
Sara continued to finger herself and gaze on in joy and wonder. Becky's
loud moans at her sisters oral ministrations were a godsend for poor Sara
who was finally allowed to moan openly as her fingers brought her closer
and closer to another release.

"OHHH! FUCK YEAH!!" screamed Becky has Jenny's talented tongue sent her
into a sensual nirvana of pure ecstatic agony as Sara joined her with her
own unbridled screams of total bliss. Both girls simultaneously fell into
the deep, dark pit of bodily pleasure. Their senses were lost to the
outside world. All that existed for them for the next few moments was the
sweet pleasures that ravaged their sweat gleamed, lithe young bodies.

And poor Jenny was stuck between her sisters clenching and quavering
thighs, continuing her loving feast wondering if she was hearing
things. Was there an echo? No, that's not Becky making that noise. Is there
someone else in here? No, there couldn't be, it was just her and Becky.

Suddenly Becky stopped moaning and collapsed beside her beautiful older
sister and made to kiss her softly in thanks. Jenny, lost in her love and
lust for her dear, dear Becky had shaken off her "paranoid" delusions and
had begun to capitulate and the sisters had just again begun to serenely
explore each others bodies when Sara, unable to control herself any longer
and still lost in her own, selfish pleasure let out a long, satisfied groan
from the closet.

" Who the fuck was that?" Jenny whispered hoarsely, almost shouting as she
shot up, breaking away from Becky's lips and tender hands. Becky too shot
up and grabbed Jenny by the shoulders and placed a hand on her sisters
lovely face turning it to her so she could look Jenny in her frightened
eyes. Sara, realizing she had been caught, froze stiff and became
completely silent, honestly scared over how Jenny might react to her
presence.

Becky thought, and thought fast, about how best to explain what her friend
was doing in the closet. She did not, under any circumstances; want to ruin
what she and Jenny had. Finally, after what seemed like hours of debate in
her still slightly coke addled mind, she came to a decision.

" Jenny," she said, still staring her older sister directly in the face,
"it's only Sara."

" What do you mean it's only Sara?" replied Jenny, both scared and angry at
the thought. Sara still did not move an inch. She could hear the anger in
Jenny's voice. For the moment all pleasure was gone from the room.

" Jenny, I told Sara about us and.." Becky stopped because Jenny
interrupted her.

" What do you .you told her about us fucking?" the anger shifted to fear of
being exposed. This couldn't be happening. Her own sister had betrayed her
and exposed their sick secret to an outsider. Becky could see these
thoughts forming in the depths of Jenny's mind just from the horribly
frightened look on her sister's face.

"Jenny," she said insistently, "Sara is my best friend. I trust her. I had
to tell somebody."

" Why? Why did you. oh my god. she must think were freaks." Jenny was
panicking. It had never occurred to her that anyone else would ever be able
to know or understand this love she had just recently begun to share with
Becky. In fact, until this moment, she herself hadn't even thought of
it. It had been just something she needed, something to make the loneliness
go away for a while.

" No, I don't," came Sara's sheepish voice from the dark closet as she got
up and reached out her hand to open the folding door, "I thought it was
beautiful." Jenny looked directly at Sara who was now clearly in view,
though shadowy in the twilight of the bedroom. Her eyes still held the look
of fearful shock.

"Sara is your friend too, Jenny," Becky said quietly, almost whispering as
her hand gently stroked her older sisters back, "she loves you almost as
much as I do." Sara sat down on the edge of the bed next to Becky and
Jenny's eyes continued to follow. Somehow, her look of horror seemed to
have softened, but it still remained on her face.

"Jenny," Sara said, "I meant what I just said. I think that the love
between you and Becky is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Why do
you think I came so hard? I couldn't help myself, Jenny. It was so fucking
hot."

Jenny's face definitely changed, softened a bit, as she continued to stare
at Sara. Slowly her eyes began to move up and down Sara's thin, naked frame
taking in the subtle curve of Sara's hips, the soft, roundness of her tiny
breasts, her smooth legs. Suddenly something clicked in Jenny's mind and
she realized that this was not just something she could share with Becky,
and that there was nothing wrong with anything she did. Pleasure was all
that really mattered in this dark, cold-hearted world, and Sara definitely
looked as though she could be quite pleasing.

With saying a word and without taking her eyes off of Sara, Jenny got up
and walked around the bed to where Sara sat and reached out a hand to help
the slightly younger girl to her feet. Sara stood, entranced by the sudden
change in Jenny's demeanour.  Jenny wrapped her arms around Sara's thin
waist and then began to speak.

" Do you really think it was beautiful?" she inquired as she continued to
hold the confused but enthralled Sara.

"Yes," replied Sara in a faint, lilting whisper as she instinctively leaned
closer to Jenny and her hands found their around Jenny's hips to settle on
Jenny's ass. Suddenly they were kissing, hands quickly beginning to explore
each other's flesh as Becky sat by watching, stunned.  She didn't remain
stunned for too long.

Becky scooted off of the bed and stood next to her sister and her good
friend as they kissed, at first just enjoying the sight and wondering until
the arousal welling up in her soul forced her to take action. She took a
step closer, standing right behind Sara and started to place soft kisses on
Sara's back and neck as her hands reached around to feel her older sisters
soft, creamy flesh.

There they stood for several moments, hands exploring, mouths joined to
mouths or to other body parts. Slowly their bodies meld. Hands groped at
breasts, fingers gently stroked the soft, moist flesh between legs, teeth
nipped at shoulders, necks, and nipples until Becky, Jenny and Sara found
themselves lying entangled on the bed. Not one of them could have told you
how; they didn't care at the time about how or why. All they knew was that
what they were doing felt good. That was all that really mattered.

As they lay their Becky found her way to her sisters pussy as Sara found
her way to hers and Jenny in turn began to taste the sweet flesh between
Sara's soft thighs. The room was filled the sounds of their lovemaking, the
sweet moans, the sounds of wet mouths devouring wet pussies. Such glorious
sounds for so a beautiful display of love and sex and joy.

Quickly their moans began to build until they became screams as all three
approached nearly simultaneous orgasms.

" OHHHH! FUCKING CHRIST! MMMMMM! OH GOD!!" Oh god is fucking right.

Three beautiful girls cumming from the pleasures they were bringing each
other. Their sweaty, naked bodies shaking, caught in a sweetly pleasurable
seizures of pure joy. Hips grinding against loving tongues urging each
other to unheralded heights. If this were a sin, if this would get them
sent to the fiery depths then so be it. Fuck goodness. This was greatness.

After what seemed like hours of hot, unholy girl fucking Jenny, Becky and
Sara fell asleep entangled with each other, inseparable. Their lives were
changed forever. Some would say they had changed for the worst, but those
people weren't there, so how could they now?

The three girls were sleeping the sleep of the damned, but they were been
fine with that. After all, the damned have more fun, and in the end that's
what it's all about.