Nothing

A waft of dust and a smell of mustiness filled the closet as Tara and Cara walked in. But that was it. There closet was empty, not even a light.

But after just a few seconds Tara began to feel it "Hmmm... It feels kinda funny in here, doesn't it?" She felt not quite like herself. She felt older, bigger, like a sense of desperation was filling her. She wore a low-cut summer sun dress but she felt like something was squeezing her neck.

Cara felt it too. She watched as her sister rubbed her long shapely neck, and her eyes trailed down to her young, nubile, cleavage. She wondered: how had she never noticed just how fuckable her sister was? It suddenly became incredibly clear that Tara had always been teasing her. That bikini she wore at the beach, walking around the house in a towel... all teases.

Tara looked at Cara and she too noticed something she'd never noticed about her older sister before. Had she always had such lovely dick-sucking-lips? Her lips just begged to have a cock between them. Even though Tara didn't have one. If she did, surely her sister would be unable to resist and would just drop to her knees right here in this filthy closet.

The spirit of perversion, strong after years and years of being locked away, was able to control them both equally. Neither resisted, though neither would have been strong enough to put up a fight. Not really.

Cara leapt forward and pinned her younger sister against the wall. "You slut!" she snipped.

"You filthy cunt!" Tara barked back.

Cara's hand grabbed the low neck of Tara's dress and tore it down. The straps snapped and it fell to her feet in a pile of fabric. She took a good look at Tara's wonderful perky breasts, then leaned in and wrapped her lips around one of the stiff nipples.

Tara grabbed a thick mess of her older sister's blonde hair and held her face tight against her young tits. "That's it! Please me you whore!" Then she pushed her hard down to her knees, right in front of her panties, panties that were now soaking wet from the knowledge that her whore sister belonged inside of them.

Quickly Cara pulled them down to her sister's ankles and shoved her tongue between her sister's thighs. Tara's pussy was soft and wet and juices poured from it around Cara's tongue like it was a ripe piece of fruit.

"Eat me! Eat me!" Tara shouted, her hands shoving her sister's face hard against her aching twat. She didn't care if she smothered her. Lightning flashed through her body. She'd never felt pleasure even close to the pleasure that her sister's tongue gave her. Sure, she'd felt pleasure before. She'd never been ashamed to masturbate. But this was different. Maybe because she understood that her slut sister's body pressing up against hers was the only important thing in life. She felt like she was going to burst open like a pipe under maximum pressure. Her teeth gritted "EAT ME! MAKE ME CUM!"

Just as Cara pulled her face away to take a breath, Tara squirted all over her sister's face.

Cara took it in, licking her lips and quickly pulling off her own shirt, undoing her belt and pulling down her jeans and sliding her own fingers far into her own wet twat.

"That tongue was meant to be inside me!" Tara said, her whole body shaking.

"Oh yeah?" Cara said, loving the smell of her sister's cunt juices that filled her nose.

"Yeah."

"Then why don't you..."