Princess Anna returns the favor with her own tongue

Anna had never felt so bold, so empowered, and so utterly in control of her own desires. The way Elsa's breath hitched at her touch and the way her hips jerked forward ever so slightly told her everything she needed to know.

"You're so wet for me," Anna whispered, her fingers gliding through the slick folds of her sister's pussy. The sensation was electric, the heat radiating off Elsa's body like a furnace. Anna could feel the way Elsa's muscles tensed beneath her touch, the way her breath came in short, sharp gasps. Then she paused, a part of her still scarcely able to believe this was happening. "It is for me...right?"

Elsa's eyes were closed, her lips parted in a silent moan. "Anna..." she whispered, her voice trembling with need. "It's always been for you. Only you."

Anna's heart swelled with an unfamiliar mix of awe and possessiveness. She had never felt this powerful, this desired. The way Elsa's body responded to her touch was intoxicating, a heady rush of control and passion. She leaned in, her lips brushing against Elsa's ear as she whispered, "Then let me make you feel as good as you made me feel. Lay back on the wooden bench."

Elsa shivered, and obviously not from the cold, as she moved to do just that, her head lying back on the towels they had previously placed on the beach to sit on, while Anna followed her into position, her own hands caressing her thighs. Then, all but trembling from anticipation, her sister spread her legs for her.

And Anna’s heart nearly stopped at the sight.

Elsa’s pussy was glistening, swollen, and pink...it looked so fucking pretty and perfect. The sight of it was so immediately appealing to Anna that it made her mouth water on the spot, her own arousal threatening to consume her. And the princess could instinctively tell in her gut that while this was all going so fast after the unexpected confession, she could honestly say that she had never seen or even imagined anything so beautiful, so intimate, and so instantly attractive to her in her young life so far.

And Elsa practically said she wanted it to be all hers.

The realization sent a jolt of passionate heat through her. She leaned down, her breath hot against her sister's inner thigh, before looking up and smiling widely.

Elsa whimpered, her hips lifting slightly, as if begging for more. “Please, Anna…” she gasped. “I’ve waited so long to feel your mouth on me. To feel you inside me. Don’t tease me. Just…just consume me with your tongue.”

Anna’s breath hitched at the salivating passion from her words. Her sister had never spoken to her like this before, not with such raw, **** hunger. The sound of it made her own pussy clench, her own arousal dripping down her thighs.

She didn’t hesitate.

Anna’s mouth descended on Elsa’s pussy like a woman possessed, her tongue lashing out with hungry abandon. The taste of her sister—sweet and musky, intoxicating—exploded across her senses, driving her deeper into the act. She licked up the length of Elsa’s slit, savoring every shuddering gasp that escaped her sister’s lips.

“Fuck, Anna—!” Elsa’s back arched off the bench, her fingers tangling in Anna’s hair, pulling her closer. “Just like that, yes—!”

Anna groaned against her, the vibration making Elsa’s thighs tremble.

She licked up the length of her sister’s slit, savoring every shuddering gasp that escaped her lips. The taste of her...oh, the taste of her...was sweet and musky, intoxicating. It exploded across Anna’s senses, driving her deeper into the act. She licked and sucked, her tongue working in slow, deliberate strokes, teasing the swollen bud of Elsa’s clit before plunging into her wet heat. “Just like that, yes...EAT ME!” She suddenly screamed, her pleasure sounding grand.

Anna smirked when she realized that she didn’t need to be told twice.

She dove back in with a hunger that matched her sister’s desperation, her tongue working Elsa’s clit in slow, teasing circles before plunging deep inside her.

"Goodness gracious, ANNA!" Elsa shouted as her back arched off the bench, her fingers tangling in Anna’s reddish blonde hair, pulling her closer. "This is everything I dreamed of and mor..." her sister trailed off with a hissing sound as Anna, thrilled like never before, gave her a long and mercilessly slow lick across her slit.

And then she did it again, her tongue dragging in a long, wet line from Elsa’s entrance to her clit, savoring the way her sister’s body shuddered beneath her.

Soon after, she opened her eyes to see her queen's gaping expression locked in a frozen scream, and the sight intensified the speed of her own dripping. Anna had never seen Elsa so undone, so utterly consumed by pleasure, and the magnificent vision of it all sent a fresh rush of liquid heat between her own thighs. The princess had to admit, she felt a fresh wave of pride and affection at being able to instill such physical joy in her utterly wonderful sister.

But then her all but abruptly mute sister writhed beneath her oral onslaught, and Anna could tell she was about to cum. And she really wanted to see it happen. She wanted to watch Elsa's face as she came undone.

So, she slowed down, her tongue dragging in a long, wet line from Elsa’s entrance to her clit, savoring the way her sister’s body shuddered beneath her. She could feel the tension building in Elsa’s thighs and the way her fingers tightened in Anna’s hair, pulling her closer. And then, with a final, slow lick, she pressed her mouth fully against Elsa’s pussy, her tongue working in slow, deliberate circles around her clit.

Elsa’s breath hitched, her sweaty hips jerking upward as she cried out, her voice echoing off the wooden walls of the sauna.

"Oh my...FUCK! Anna, I’m..." The queen's words dissolved into a choked gasp as Anna’s tongue swirled around her clit, teasing for a long second, before finally pressing down hard, sucking the swollen bud between her lips with all her strength.

Elsa’s entire body convulsed, her back arching off the bench as a scream tore from her throat. Her fingers clawed at Anna’s hair, her thighs clamping around Anna’s head as her orgasm ripped through her.

Anna moaned against her, the vibrations sending Elsa into a fresh wave of tremors. She could feel the way Elsa’s pussy pulsed against her tongue, the way her thighs trembled as she rode out the aftershocks. The taste of her sister’s passionate essence was intoxicating, a heady mix of sweetness and musk that made Anna’s own pussy clench with renewed need.

Finally, Elsa collapsed back against the bench, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath.

Her platinum hair was damp with sweat, clinging to her flushed cheeks, and her blue eyes were glazed with pleasure. Anna slowly pulled back, her lips glistening with her sister’s arousal, her own body trembling with need.

“Wow,” Elsa whispered, her voice rough with exhaustion and satisfaction. “That was…” She trailed off, shaking her head as if the words escaped her.

Anna smirked, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand before crawling up Elsa’s body, her knees pressing into the damp wood. “You taste incredible,” she murmured, leaning down to kiss her sister deeply. Elsa moaned into the kiss, her hands sliding up Anna’s sides to grip her hips.

“You’re so fucking good at that,” she gasped between kisses, her voice thick with desire. “I’ve never come so hard in my life! Thank you very much for making reality even better than my wildest dreams."

Elsa's voice was thick with awe, her fingers tracing slow, possessive circles on Anna's lower back. "I never imagined you'd be so...so enthusiastic about this."

Anna smirked against her sister's lips, feeling the heat of Elsa's breath against her own skin. "Well, you know me," she murmured, nipping playfully at Elsa's bottom lip. "I've always been a quick learner when I set my mind to something. And you...you're just so delicious."

Elsa's breath hitched at the compliment, her fingers tightening on Anna's hips. "You're the one who's delicious," she countered, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "I could taste you all day and never get tired of it."

Her fingers traced the curve of Anna's waist, sending shivers down her spine. "But for now, I think we better head back to the cold baths. I am afraid we are such a sweaty mess that simple licking won't be able to fix it," she said with an amused grin.

Anna broke down in laughter at the comment, which hit her with the reality of her situation in full ****. She was still naked, still in a sauna with her sister, still covered in sweat, saliva, and arousal, and still feeling the lingering tremors of pleasure from what had just happened.

And yet, despite the absurdity of it all, she couldn’t bring herself to care. The weight of the world outside these walls, of the responsibilities of her new role, of the expectations of their kingdom, and of her sister's looming coronation...all of it felt distant, insignificant at the moment. For the first time in what felt like forever, she felt like she was truly, blissfully centered on the present.

“You’re right,” she said, her voice still breathless from the intensity of their encounter. "And something tells me you would look especially appealing swimming in the nude, so how can I resist?"

Now it was Elsa's turn to laugh at her comment. "How indeed?" She eventually said when she caught her breath. "And right back at you, sister. Right back at you."