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Literotica.com issued a challenge to its volunteer writer’s to create stories for as many categories as possible. The following chapter is part of a novel length story relating a journey of awakenings, discovery and growth involving a number of people. For your entertainment, and mine, I’ll be submitting chapters into at least 17 different story categories. I don’t believe anything like this has been tried here before.
New chapter(s) will be submitted almost daily. By clicking on a blue Wm_Sexspear, you’ll be taken to my Profile; at the bottom of the page you’ll find a list of all the currently available chapters. THIS SHOULD MAKE IT EASY TO READ THEM ALL, IN SEQUENCE, WHICH IS HEARTILY SUGGESTED so the reader can follow the story line, character development, and catch the inside jokes.
I can promise those readers who are familiar with my work that you’ll find a ton of very erotic reading that will appeal a wide variety of tastes, even though I intentionally attempted to have at least one turn on for anyone visiting Literotica. This saga features mostly caring, even romantic sex, but it’ll occasionally flirt mildly with a “fetish” so a given chapter will genuinely qualify for that category. Many of these chapters could go into many different categories.
For example, in Chapter 1 there’s a small amount of male-male sex because a number of ladies have said it turns them on to picture two guys, just like the idea of girl-girl sex is arousing to many males. Yet Chapter 1’s purpose is to supply important background regarding the heterosexual development of 2 young men, so I’d expect a totally hetero reader to relate to and enjoy this chapter.
Chapters 2~4 features voyeurism by 2 inexperienced young males and exhibitionism by a female, but also includes experimental lesbianism between sister’s. So, don’t judge my book by its multitude of covers. If you enjoy sex, there should be something [actually a lot of somethings] in it for everyone. LOL
Final example, Chapter 50 will be under Mind Control. Unlike many entries in this category, it fits in there because circumstances allow a female to have her every sexual whim acted out by 4 other people.
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Chapter 10 – Sisters Explore The Dark Side of The Moon
By the time it was late enough to safely doff their nightgowns, then climb into bed naked, Lynn was going out of her mind from curiosity. Beth had been acting out of her gourd for hours. In addition to being unbearably horny, Beth had gotten herself turned on at prospect of telling Lynn about her adventure, the same way her sister had tortured her with the tale of seeing Fred.
Beth wanted to snuggle a little first. She’d developed a sense of well being when she and Lynn would first connect at the end of a day. It was erotic, to be sure, feeling Lynn’s breasts mush into hers. Sometimes they’d exchange a few light kisses. The slight tickle of her sister’s pubic hair against her mons felt so sexy!
They still had never touched each other between their legs except through panties, but they had started to run their hands over each others bare bottoms while they hugged. Beth was savoring the texture of Lynn’s ass at that very moment. She was also calming down just a little. Beth began feeling the relaxation that now often accompanied the warmth and comfort of holding her sister close.
Having gotten her ‘hug fix’, Beth was ready. “OK, my story, my rules.” Beth softly intoned as she pushed Lynn onto her back.
“I’m going to tell you what I saw today, and you’re going to want to come.” Beth smiled wickedly, holding Lynn’s gaze as she bent to Lynn’s closest nipple to give it a short, playful, suck which evoked an adorable groan.
“Close your eyes.” Beth said as she took one of Lynn’s hands, placing it on the breast she’d just kissed. Lynn’s other hand she released where it was just touching her own blonde pubic hair. Lynn understood that Beth expected to watch her masturbate, tingles were already racing around her pussy.
“Sis, something I really, really want güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri just struck me. I hope its OK with you. I want to see what it looks like when a girl comes. I know what happened today is going to turn you on, so this would be a good time…”
Lynn was afraid Beth would babble all night. She’d also been wondering the same thing, she to had been looking for the right time. Cool! Lynn slid a hand behind Beth’s neck, then pulled her face to her own. Beth saw the expression on her sister’s face, was aware of Lynn’s lips opening and her tongue moving into position. The answer was yes. It was an “I love you” kiss at first, but it continued long enough that it left both girls breathing harder.
When the kiss ended, Lynn settled into a comfortable position. Her hands commenced their task of self-pleasure as Beth began her quiet narrative. “I was doing stuff with Blaze this afternoon when I heard Dad back the old pickup into the barn…”
Beth’s sex-starved body had absorbed every minute detail of the encounter. She recounted every erotic image that her female brain had latched onto. As she spoke, Beth moved on all fours around the bed until she was sitting between Lynn’s widespread legs. As she’d crawled around, Beth felt sexy, feline, slinky. She became aware of every muscle in her body, felt her young breasts sway seductively beneath her. She sat on her haunches, then leaned forward slightly supported by her arms.
It was the first time she’d really been able to see between her sister’s legs since they were much younger. Her mind flashed back to a time years earlier when they’d taken turns exploring each other’s hairless, immature slits. Beth couldn’t even recall having a word for that part of her body growing up. Her mother always skirted around sex. “Don’t touch yourself.” or “Did you wipe down there?” was as graphic as Mom ever got.
Beth knew a lot about practical biology, she bred horses. Her Dad bred cattle. She’d seen animals going at it, knew how artificial insemination worked, all about sperm and eggs, even birthing. Still, she didn’t know what another grown women’s pussy looked like, except for what she’d seen holding a hand mirror, which definitely had its limitations.
She hadn’t seen anything but a little boy’s penis until that afternoon. Beth had imagined what human sex looked like, but she’d never seen a man come, let alone seen sex. Beth assumed her folks had sex, but she’d never seen anything more than little pecks exchanged between her parents. It was from school and her sister that she’d acquired what sexual vocabulary she did possess.
During the past few months, she and Lynn had masturbated together many times, but they’d always been lying side by side. Beth had never seen what was happening below Lynn’s furry little mound. Now Beth had a ringside seat to Lynn’s wide open genitals.
It felt so different, it even looked different than Beth had expected somehow. Happily Beth had replayed ‘The Stable’ story so many times in her head that day that she was able to graphically narrate for her sister, yet still be totally riveted to the amazing sight of Lynn playing with herself.
Lynn was making slow, gentle circles around the top of her slit using her middle three fingers. Gradually her speed picked up, her breathing changed in a now familiar way. What was new was seeing moisture appear. Her pussy was beginning to open up. Beth noted how the lips became puffy, how a slick oily sheen began to spread. The petals of flesh that normally were closed gradually engorged and blossomed apart until Lynn’s hole was fully visible.
Lynn started to slide her fingers up and down her slot, spreading her fluids wherever she touched. Her slit widened, her fingers caused everything pink to be thoroughly coated with her secretions. Tiny beads of moisture had appeared all around her valley. Beth noted how Lynn’s butt and clefts looked from this angle, the angle that a boy would enjoy as he prepared to mount a women. Shudders coursed through Beth as that image flashed behind her eyes. The aromas emanating from her sister taunted her nostrils. Beth, from her vantage, heard assorted wet, squishing noises many times more clearly than she ever had before.
Leaning in a bit more, Beth could now easily see Lynn’s clit. Beth had just described their Dad getting his erection, stoking himself, how his penis had waved in the air as he walked to the hose. Lynn plunged her middle finger into her open hole, her lungs sucked air as she did. As Beth continued talking, a second and third finger joined the first. Lynn began lifting her clenched buns off the sheets as she drove her hips onto her fingers, then retreated so she could do it again. Lynn was obviously far along the path to pleasure, but still needed a little more time.
Beth leaned backwards, supporting herself with just her left arm. Spreading her knees a little, Beth opened herself enough to slide her right hand between her own legs. güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri Instinctively Beth stretched her story for Lynn’s benefit by concentrating on details of the beautiful penis that had risen from between their father’s legs.
“The skin looked as soft, white as a baby’s butt. The end of his penis reminded me of a cherry on top of a vanilla sundae. I could see veins of blue that ran up and down his long cock. The tube that ran down to his balls looked like it could handle a gallon of sperm. The head looked like an upside down heart. It got bright red, then puffed up as he pumped his hand up and down his long pole. It looked as thick as my wrist.” On she went.
As soon as Beth started describing his balls swinging, it sent Lynn over the edge. While still humping frantically against her fingers, her other hand moved in to strum her clitoris. Lynn was coming as hard as she ever had. It excited her all the more knowing everything she was doing was being closely observed by her sister.
It had excited her to think about her father as actually being a sexual entity. It excited her to picture a long, hard penis; a penis that could penetrate her, could move around inside her vagina, that could pump a flood of hot sperm deep inside her pussy. Lynn reached heaven, wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her. Her back arched, her hips bucked, her vagina contracted around her fingers, she came, and came, and came, until she utterly collapsed.
Beth’s fingers were unconsciously touching the same parts of her own pussy that she was observing. When she’d focus on Lynn’s clit, Beth touched her own clit. When she stared at the petal-like labia minora, she’d fondle hers. Beth was completely enthralled when Lynn came. Her brain soaked up every detail. She felt it was the most breathtaking sight she’d ever witnessed.
When Lynn collapsed, Beth became intrigued by how wide Lynn’s hole had become. She could see deep inside of Lynn, she saw spasms and contractions. Beth’s mind conjured up an image of a thick, long penis worming its way into that opening. She shuddered. Everything had become so wet she was actually shocked by the revelation.
At that instant Beth wished she could turn into a boy. Lynn looked so sexy she wished she could mount her, wished she had a penis she could slide into Lynn’s incredible opening. “She looks so sexy, I want to touch her pussy, I want to kiss her pussy!” flashed into her thoughts. She’d heard about being eaten, for the first time it really hit home what that was all about. Beth’s middle finger slithered into her own vagina. She slowly rode it as she watched Lynn gradually descend from her plateau.
Within seconds of Beth having thought about screwing Lynn, then picturing her Dad’s big boner, her own body was signaling that it wanted an orgasm. Beth crawled back to lay down beside her smiling, stretching, purring sister. Beth closed her eyes to better see the phallus mobile dancing inside her head. Slowly she began running her hands over her body. It was a sexy feeling to slide her hands across her naked flesh, to subconsciously know that she was gifted with a fabulous, toned young body.
Lynn turned to Beth, she leaned up onto an elbow. After smiling to herself a moment as she gazed at her fox of a sister, Lynn leaned over to whisper a breathy “Thank you little sister.” into Beth’s ear. “I’m going to watch you now, I’d been wanting the same thing. You just got brave enough to ask first. I do love you.”
“Uh huh.” almost inaudibly sounded within Beth’s closed mouth as her breathing changed, reflecting the advancing level of her arousal.
Lynn kissed Beth’s face and forehead. When she softly kissed her mouth, Beth just smiled but never opened her eyes. Beth’s right hand had just snaked through her own light covering of pubic hair, then slid onto her pussy. It roamed the area, testing for sensitivity, then revisited some of it’s best finds.
Lynn meanwhile had embarked on a trail of light kisses and tiny licks that led down Beth’s throat. Her lips went back and forth across Beth’s breasts and cleavage as if lost, before wending it’s way drunkenly across her abdomen and mons.
As Lynn neared the top of her pubic region, bells began going off inside Beth’s brain. “Is she… is she going to… to… Oh, Lynn please eat me. Kiss me down there, put your mouth on my pussy.” Lynn’s trail of kisses veered off to the left moving down her leg. Lynn slid herself under Beth’s arched left leg. She got so close that Beth felt her hot breath between her legs. Lynn ran just her finger tips up and down Beth’s legs and inner thighs. Beth was momentarily disappointed that Lynn hadn’t made the contact that her pent up hormones were rooting for.
Within moments her fantasizing had moved on. Lynn’s kisses and feathery touches were working their magic. She’d already been primed by watching Lynn masturbate. So now, in her imagination, as a faceless Adonis, with a waving erection, knelt güvenilir bahis şirketleri between her legs, her body revved up for its overdue release.
Lynn was every bit as fascinated by watching her sister’s fingers at work as Beth had been. She got to see, hear, and smell the younger girl’s vagina undergo the metamorphosis from a closed cocoon to spread-winged butterfly. She loved the way Beth’s clit had just appeared, then swollen into a lovely pink pearl. She peered down into Beth’s opening vagina, amazed to finally be seeing the dark side of the moon.
Lynn loved her sister very much at that moment. She was so grateful for Beth’s role in expanding her horizons; for Beth saving her from the solitude of her previous sexual existence.
Lynn knew from the rhythm of Beth’s breathing and hand, just about where she was in her search for release. Quietly slipping off the bed, Lynn hurried to her room, then the bathroom. When the warm water arrived, she filled the metal cigar tube she’d squirrel away weeks ago, then screwed the cap back on. Running on her toes, Lynn was soon back between Beth’s legs.
Lynn began to speak aloud about how beautiful that hard cock must have been. “Can you picture it aiming at your pussy? Can you sense it moving into position?” Lynn ran her hand down the inside of Beth’s thigh until her pinky just grazed Beth’s nearest vaginal lip. Beth’s hip jerked into the air at the contact.
“His thick cock is only an inch from your pussy now, Beth. He’s pushing his hips forward to slide his hot, pulsing penis into you.” Beth was breathing deeply, yet very rapidly. She had actually opened her knees so far that were now flat on the bed. Beth was urgently rubbing her clit. Lynn’s hand moved directly in front Beth’s tortured pussy. Knowing Beth was but seconds from coming, Lynn was going to ensure it was a biggy.
Drawing upon her own fantasies, Lynn rimmed Beth’s drenched opening with the now warm, round tip she said, “He’s is trying to find your opening, he’s ready to push inside you Beth.”.
Beth’s hands both flew to her nipples, she began to tweak them mercilessly. Her back arched. A gut-wrenching moan rumbled from her depths. Gripping the tube so only a safe length extended beyond her grip, Lynn pushed the heated tube into Beth until her fist pressed into Beth’s flesh. Beth, upon feeling this first ever skin on skin contact, this first ever penetration, was thrown violently into an 8.2 Richter Scale orgasm. Her hips flew with machine-like intensity up and down Lynn’s imaginary phallus. Sweat issued from every pore. Lynn’s hand was soon covered by Beth’s flow.
Frenzied hips thrust upwards, time and again, each thrust seeking ever deeper penetration from this first ever invader. To a body being tortured by vivid visualizations of a male erection, the excited vagina responded as eons of evolution dictated. Her pussy did everything possible to push a penis inside her, as far towards her womb as she could manage. Her body had been fooled into thinking it’d had it’s first opportunity for insemination. Her hips were ordered to move every way they could to coax sperm into her depths.
When the bronco like intensity of Beth’s bucking subsided a little, Lynn removed her homemade dildo. Packing her three middle fingers together, holding back her pinkie with her thumb, Lynn slid them deep into Beth. While feeling along the walls of her sheath, Lynn savored the warmth she discovered. Lynn could never probe so deeply into her own pussy. She was caught up in the exploration, but not so much so that she stopped pushing in and out of her sisters still gently undulating hips.
Finally it was time to remove her fingers. Bending close to Beth’s clit, Lynn pinched the outer lips over the now hyper-sensitive nub. Very, very gently she massaged it to help Beth enjoy a soft landing. The satisfied groans and deep exhales assured Lynn that she’d accomplished her goal. They’d each had a wonderful release now.
Lynn was relieved that Beth hadn’t minded being touched. They’d masturbated each other through a pair of panties, but it felt somehow much riskier to actually fondle her sister’s bare pussy. Lynn, in spite of the evidence, started to worry about Beth’s reaction later. She needn’t have.
A sleepy sounding Beth chose that moment to lift her arms, smile at Lynn with eyes half-closed and demur, “Come here, lover.”
Lynn melted into Beth’s arms. They hugged each other tightly. Beth parted her lips, proceeding to kiss and lick Lynn’s lips until they opened, allowing Beth to initiate a French kissing session. After a few minutes, Beth groped until she found Lynn’s left hand, which she guided back onto her pussy and into a slow, gentle rhythm.
Beth then slipped her hand under Lynn’s thigh, applying pressure, indicating Lynn should raise her knee. Lynn’s body endured moments of exquisite tension as she felt Beth’s hand explore from her thighs to her abdomen in ever tightening circles until she finally, finally slid her hand directly onto her pussy. After a minute of working her middle finger into Lynn’s wet slit or teasing her clit, Beth slid her middle finger inside her sister. Lynn came the instant she felt the long awaited penetration. Lynn’s shudders and labored breathing triggered a mild orgasm for Beth as well.
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