Chapter 1
Introduction
The sisters loved to be home alone. Maybe that would seem
strange for most young teen who would rather be gallivanting
their siblings. But Sue and Alice were different. Sue was
Seventeen and Alice Sixteen. They were comfortable with
each other. They enjoyed each other. They actually liked
each other. And they had much in common. Their
attraction for each other was in no small part due to their well-
to-do parents who were always away, usually at their respective
offices making more money. For years they had had private
schooling, nannies galore and all of the other niceties that
comes to the upper crust. They had the requisite pets, a dane, a
newly-acquired pointer, a nice home and secluded pool. They
never lacked for anything.
For all of their silver spoons, Sue and Alice were neat
kids. Nicer ones you couldn’t imagine, no presumptuousness, no
smugness, nothing like that, just nice kids. Hard to believe,
huh?
Well, that’s not all. Although they weren’t the stunning,
teeny-bopper, movie starlets, they were good looking. They were
similar, both about five-two, nicely proportioned, with trim, but
not athletic, bodies. The single year between them didn’t show,
to Sue’s chagrin. They both had sweet oval faces, haloed by
soft, lush brown hair flowing over their shoulders and cascading
down their flawless, slightly tanned backs.
Their intriguing young breasts would never turn the eye of
the Madison Avenue-conditioned male trained to gravitate to the
protruding mountains of silicone, but their appeal was beguiling.
The soft pink flesh gently, but irresistibly, rose from their
slim chests to lusciously peak at the most adorable areolas you
could imagine. The wee nipples crowned the Grecian mons to
perfection. ’Tis a pity that no mortal beyond their own hands
had ever rejoiced in their caress.
But the Creator would be disappointed if the viewer stopped
there, for His greatest works were yet to come. Tearing one’s
self away from the mounds of the youthful Venuses, one delights
in following another immaculate trail over the most graceful
curves imaginable. The rolling curves gently ebb at the waist,
but carefully hasten outward again at the youthful hips. The
flow so docile that one might be mesmerized into forgetting that
Sue and Alice were women ÄÄ women, who could bedazzle any male,
if given the opportunity. If the Creator had also given them the
desire to attract the male of the species, all would be in chaos.
But, dear reader, don’t lose our train of thought. We are
not finished our wonderful tour. As we continue our luscious
travail over the sensuous hips we pause only a moment to note
that the soft curls of pubic hair enticing conceal what mere
mortals could not even imagine, so we will bypass heaven for now.
As delicious as our excursion has been the tantalizing and
provocative rise of the twin-mons derriere command attention.
Many plastic surgeons could triple their business if they could
duplicate this magnificent sight before us. But the soft
roundness without the slightest hint of flaw or blemish is
irreproducible by Man. If designer clothes didn’t hide these
consummate domes from our sight Sue and Alice would have been
submerged in Italian hands.
As we unmercifully sever our sensual attachment to these
heavenly hills we are greeted with two identical long, slender,
shapely legs, consistently without imperfection. The lovely and
delicate feet don’t disappoint us, just sledgehammer our minds
that we are at the end. We shiver in ecstasy imagining the first
trembling hand to follow this last leg of our journey the other
way!
But the tour we took is only in the imagination, as these
two delights are just now awakening from a satisfying sleep, clad
in filmy, expensive baby-dolls. This was one of the few mornings
where they awoke together. They tried to do this often when
their parents were going to leave the house early. As nice as
the house was, it was big and sort of spooky when they were
along. They had slept together less and less in recent times.
Although they enjoyed the companionship of each other more than
other siblings, they did have independent interests.
As they lounged around in bed, they talked of various things
and interspersed their ramblings with mutual hugs and sweet,
sisterly kisses, something they had each missed. With no
noticeable change, their embraces and kisses seemed to last
longer and longer. For some reason, this morning, the very touch
of each others faintly-clad bodies was exciting.
When they awakened this morning Alice had commented that
this felt like a special day, but she couldn’t place her finger
on exactly why she felt like that. Sue only felt excited, just
as she did any rainy and dreary day.
It was Sue who first noticed, “You feel so warm and soft
this morning, Alice. And you smell so good. You didn’t get some
perfume, did you?”
“Hardly, but I was thinking the same thing. When I hold
you, your body seems to radiate heat. When you trembled a few
moments ago, it sent a delicious flutter up my spine. Do you
suppose that was an orgasm?” she chuckled.
They were comfortable with each other. They had totally
confided in each other early on, so they were very relaxed
talking about this sort of stuff. Since they had commonly slept
together they had even advanced to some pretty sensuous fondling
of each other. Neither had ever experienced an orgasm, though.
They had once mutually revealed that they wanted to, someday, but
passion was not really foremost in their young minds.
“I don’t think so, but maybe we should go with the flow.”
“Now, what are you suggesting, Young Lady. Do you imagine
me to be one of those brutes in Daddy’s videos?” Alice spoke in
mock rebuke.
Once they had discovered a porn video that their father had
rented. That struck them as odd, as he never seemed to have time
for that sort of stuff at home, or at least that is what they had
heard their mother tell a friend over the phone one day. But she
had added that it was just as well, “I would rather work than
screw, anyway,” she had remarked.
Anyway, all the girls saw was huge-busted whorey-women
benignly presenting themselves to a string of self-centered
creeps with huge cocks.
Over the years the girls had gradually learned about
physical love-making. First, it was from friends at their
schools, then a few clandestine books borrowed from here and
there. (These same tutors had advised them that huge cocks were
rare and not of significance by themselves, anyway.) And then
the video. For a long time that had turned them totally off of
this line of thought. Only recently had the subject come up a
few times, usually because of comments friends had made. They
all wondered if there wasn’t something more to this thing. Or
was it just another something for men, like TV football.
Anyway, Alice’s tongue-in-cheek rebuke was taken correctly
and Sue responded in kind, “I don’t know. What do you have?”
Alice threw off the covers, stood up on the bed, pulled up
her tops and quickly back down, and shot back, “Help yourself.”
She tried to keep a mischievous smile on her face, but somehow
the joke was wearing thin. She trembled in anticipation, hoping
beyond hope that Sue wouldn’t think she was joking. The thought
flashed through her pretty head that she was actually holding
something back from her sister for the first time in her life.
“Why in the hell must physical love have to cause the
psychological distress it does,” she thought.
Sue’s grin faded quickly as she glanced from the lowers to
Alice’s lovely face. “Really? Can I really look. I have wanted
to do this for a long time.”
“God, Sue. I have wanted you to and wanted to look at you.
Why couldn’t we have just talked about it like we do everything
else?”
But she didn’t wait for an answer. With a sensuousness that
would have aroused a eunuch she slowly lifted the gossamer
pajamas and slipped it over her head. With a catch in her breath
she dropped it off the bed and slowly lowered herself back down
next to Sue. Never once did she take her eyes off of Sue’s.
Sue, copping a quick glance at those delightful, pert and
perfect breasts, sporting exquisitely erect nipples yearning to
be touched, reached out to hold Alice. Without any word they
embraced and began a kiss that might never end.
At first every movement they made, be it the fleeting search
by their tongues or the seemingly random motion of their soft
hands over each others bodies, was slow and almost unsure. But
as the kiss deepened and they grew more comfortable with the new
heights they unknowingly were ascending, the indecisiveness
dissolved and they moved, seemingly in unison, with new
confidence, conscious and deliberate, then eager.
For many long, dreamy minutes (for us clock watchers) they
passionately cavorted, rejoicing in the delightful sensitivity of
each others bodies. Somewhere along the line, Sue’s babydoll
rode up to around her neck so that as they extended their kissing
their bodies pressed flesh to chaste flesh. The difference
between adult urgency and childlike joy was so very apparent now.
Only fleetingly did they venture near Society’s designated erotic
zones, but their mounting intensity did not reflect the youthful
omission. How wonderful is innocence!
Only when Alice accidentally caught her finger nail in Sue’s
filmy covering did the spell break. A quick cry escaped the
narrow opening between their cleaving lips and they parted.
“Ouch. Your jammies are in the way, Sue. Let me take them
off.”
The normally jocular Sue, taking a role new to her,
overlooked that opening and said, “I could do it, but I would
rather you did. Your hands are so soft and warm. Remember when
I let Jack get his hand inside my blouse last month? He felt
like a rough, clammy dish rag. He even scratched me. If he had
felt like you I would have given him my cherry, I know!”
As Alice extricated Sue from her pajamas she quickly resumed
the kiss which had so excited them. This time they only held the
kiss for a few moments. With no visible sign they parted and
held each other a foot or so apart. For many moments they held
each others loving gaze.
At exactly the same moment each reached up and placed their
hands on the others lithe waist for a few sighs. Again, with no
visible sign their tender fingers began a slow trace, first
around a small circles, slowly growing larger. Their respective
touches were scarcely perceptible and, no doubt, wouldn’t even
have been noticed if their sensitivity wasn’t so intense. As the
bravery of their gentle and kind digits increased they moved
upwards towards the luscious globes. Although Alice lingered
around Sue’s naval, Sue did not prolong the agonizing delay and
reached up to enfold the delectable mounds. As her fingers
slowly encircled the soft, heaving orbs, Alice reciprocated.
Being careful not to interfere with their dallying progeny
exploring the delights they leaned together and commenced another
fervent kiss. Their mutual heavy breathing made it difficult,
but they survived. And prospered.
Another eternity passed unnoticed by the lovingly entwined
couple. Who is to say how long it would have continued or where
it would have ended. But fate interrupted.
