No

Kathy smiled, but said, “No thanks, Patty. My mom wants me to help her get ready for tonight. I get to spend the next couple of hours making pierogies. Maybe Monday …”

“That’s fine,” I replied, trying to act casual. “Steph is working the bazaar tomorrow, and I just bet she tries to rope me in, too. See you over there tonight? I’ll buy you some pierogies.” “Oh, please,” She groaned. “I love them, but I don’t think I’ll want any tonight. But I might let you buy me something else.” Smiling, I said, “OK, then. I’m going to check in with Steph and see if she lined up a hot date for tonight. I think she’s supposed to keep an eye on me, but she might be distracted, if you know what I mean.”

Kathy gave me a funny look and a smile, and said, “See you later, Patty.” I said good-bye, and watched as she headed for home, her buns twitching as she walked. I don’t think anyone thought of me as a lesbian – at least that I was aware of – but when I watched her walk, I sure felt like one. Thinking this might be a good time to see what playing with myself as a girl felt like, I walked back to the house, stopping first at Steph’s room to see what was up with her hugging her little friend.

As I approached the door, mom was walking out, and told me she’d be at the Acme, doing her weekly shopping. I just said, “OK,” and headed inside. Up the stairs to the second floor, and then to Steph’s room. A soft knock and I opened the door to find her on her bed, oblivious to the world.

Her shirt was off, her shorts were on the floor, and her panties were still around her right ankle. Her left hand was cupping and squeezing her left breast, while her right hand was working her pussy, three fingers circled her clit, and as her hips squirmed, I could feel my mouth get dry and my pussy get wet. She looked amazing! Her nipples were almost exactly the same as mine, aureoles about the size of a quarter, nipples maybe a quarter inch long, and as I watched, she started to pull on them, teasing them as I did the same to mine. My hands were under my shirt now, and my nipples were so stiff as I rolled them with my thumbs and forefingers.

Watching her body, I realized she was curvier then I was, but not by all that much, and though she had larger breasts, they were still only a B cup. Still, watching her squeeze and caress them, I ached to see how they would feel to touch, to stroke, to kiss … The idea that she was my sister wasn’t stopping me from getting hornier than I could ever remember. I unzipped my shorts and let my right hand slide inside my panties, and I could feel just how wet I was. The first time I touched my lips with my fingers, I got a rush all over my body, and when my fingers found my clit, my hips bucked and I moaned softly. My eyes closed as I circled it carefully, letting the sensations wash over me, and then I slowly, gently, inserted my middle finger. I was so wet now that it was easy – certainly not the first time this finger had been inside my pussy, although it was the first time I had done it. I knew I wouldn’t last long, and I sighed softly, and then froze as I heard Steph’s voice saying, “Having fun, Patty?”

My eyes flew open and I saw her laying on her left side, facing me, resting on her left elbow, her right hand on her hip, smiling like the cat that ate the canary. I could see her crotch and leg glisten in the sunlight where her juices had spread, and she let a finger slowly trace its way down to her slit as she said, “Why don’t you come on in?” I just stared for a moment, seeing her touch herself so sexily, knowing she was doing it for my benefit. “Well,” she added, “Mom isn’t going to be gone forever…”

With that, I stepped inside, closing the door, and smiled as I stripped. First the shorts, over my hips and down to the floor. Stepping out of them and closer to the bed, I pulled my tank top off, and then pushed my panties down and off. She moved back on the bed, and patted for me to lie next to her. “You look really great,” She murmured as her fingers pushed my long blond hair away from my face. “So do you, sis,” I smiled. I really love your nipples; they’re just like mine.”

She shifted to bring her nipples closer to mine, and said, “Yours are a little pinker, but I guess that’s because you’re a blonde, and more fair skinned.” No words needed to be said, and we both started to brush our nipples against each other’s, and then to let our breasts softly press together. Smiling, Steph asked, still up for playing with yourself? I was thinking we could do ourselves and watch each other.”

I could smell her hair and feel her body heat, and my pussy was so incredibly wet I didn’t even reply, just laid on my back and started to rub myself again. I felt her lay next to me, and her left hand took my right. We held hands as we masturbated together. After a moment, she let go of my hand, and rolled onto her side, kissing me softly on the lips; once, twice, and the third time, I parted my lips and felt her tongue enter my mouth, skimming against my teeth and finding my tongue.

We kissed like mad for a few moments, and then she kissed her way down to my breasts, driving me crazy as she kissed and licked them, her tongue flicking each nipple as she sucked on a mouthful of my breast. I could feel my body move on its own as she pleasured me, and as she kissed her way down from my breasts, I sighed and spread my legs, my finger idly moving in circles on my pussy, then cupping a breast as it passed by.

As she reached my pubic hair, she skipped down to my thighs, licking and kissing them softly, slowly, and looking up at me with the most wonderfully wicked look on her face as she worked her way back to my pussy. A dozen butterfly kisses on my pussy lips started the main event; then she licked up and down my lips, her face growing shiny with my juice. I felt her tongue part them, and then a finger slowly glide between them until it was slick with my juice, and then start to part my lips and enter me. As t did, she moved her lips to my clit, describing a circle three inches in diameter around it, then two inches, then just around it, and then, with a kiss, she started to tongue my clit.

I was moaning and my hips were shifting as she teased and worked my pussy and clit. Biting my lip, I let my hands roam over my breasts, twisting and pulling my nipples, so incredibly aware of sensations from every part of my body. My hair twisting under my nick, the cool cotton sheets of her bed growing warmer, and as my hips shift, my buns touch parts of the sheets that are moistened by my so-aroused body. Someone is mowing their lawn, and them hum of the engine is a soothing background to the squeaks her bed makes and the sighs and moans I am making as she manipulates me.

Steph moves up and kisses me, and I taste myself in her kiss, her face shiny and wet, as is mine now. A half dozen kisses and she shifts to sit on her side, taking something from under her pillow. A vibrator! Long and off white and plastic, it is an early version of the fancier ones available in 2010, but it is all we will need now. Grinning, she moves it around my clit as she works two fingers inside me. I start to squirm, my breathing heavier, the scent of my sex filling the room, and waves of pleasure attack me. I have no self-control any more, and all I want is to come HARD.

She is toying with me now, the vibrator off, using it as a dildo inside my pussy, filling me as she works my clit with her other hand, rolling it with her thumb and forefinger, then leaning over t kick it, her tongue flicking as she works the dildo in and out, making my toes curl, and my hands **** my poor little breasts, squeezing them, clawing at them, tormenting my nipples, then running my fingers through my hair as I arch my back. I place a hand on Steph’s light brown hair and push her mouth onto my clit. She responds, sucking on it as her tongue flicks it, up and down, side to side, then circling it and almost bobbing up and down on it like a cock. And all the time her other hands dildo fucks me faster and faster.

That sends me over the edge; an electric rush runs up and down my entire body. I feel like I might lose consciousness, but instead I am so blissfully aware of the pleasure in every part of my body as I come for the first time as a girl. Bucking, moaning, then screaming, hips twisting and squirming, until a final spasm ends my first orgasm, and I lie back, my hips still moving, legs shifting, unable to speak, burying myself in her body as she gathers me up, embracing and caressing me, kissing me softly in a dozen laces, until finally I can relax, my body covered with a sheen of sweat and girl juice, my lungs recovering, a smile on my face that could never tell her how much pleasure she brought me.

“Wow …” I finally gasp. “Wow, indeed,” She says softly, brushing the hair off my forehead and then softly kissing me there. “You have an incredible body. I could just eat you forever.” We smile and kiss, over and over, and as I finally stand up, saying I need a shower, we both hear mom’s car pull into the driveway.

Scrambling, I grab my clothes as Steph slips on her shorts and top. “Hop in the shower, Patty – I’ll help mom with the groceries.” She walks over and slips a hand onto the back of my neck, pulling me in for a final, passionate kiss. “Now go,” she says, as we hear mom unlocking the door.”

Naked, I run down the hallway and into the bathroom as I hear Steph calling out, “Be right down, mom!”