Emmaline toys with her sister

Emmaline reached back, taking her sister's hands in her own and pressing them back, pinning her against the bush. There was a mischievous twinkle in Emmaline's gaze, a joy derived from constantly, incessantly teasing Caroline, granting her just glimpses, hints here and there, but never the full sight. It was almost as though she wanted Caroline to surge forward, tearing her dress of and taking what she wanted for herself, yet Emmaline still held her sister down, pinned and mewling against Emmaline's advances. Emmaline was just playing with her, twisting her around her finger, yet it felt so wonderful.

A low whine followed as Caroline was pinned back against the bush, unable to get her sister out of those clothes. She made a face at Emmaline when she saw that mischievous look in her eye, knowing that she was loving every tormentingly teasing moment. The two sisters held gaze as Caroline began to speak "This isn't fair," Caroline said softly, pouting, but only momentarily before Emmaline planted another kiss on her cheek, then her neck, then her collarbone, all at the same pace while Caroline melted beneath her, baring her neck as her sister traveled lower.

But then Emmaline paused.

Emmaline's eyes watched the soft curve her sister's breast, moving ever so slightly as Caroline gyrated softly against her leg. Then she looked up, holding that teasing moment as long as she could bear before she leaned in to kiss Caroline's breast. Caroline's heart was pounding in her chest, the anticipation too much, and then those full, soft, lips pressed to the flesh just above that nipple.

"Oh, you're the worst!" She glared before laughing, sinking in Emmaline's grip. "Come on, please, let me see you. All of you."

"Since you said please" Emmaline responded with a smile. As she stepped back, presumably to remove her dress, Caroline realized it was a trade off. Her sister's beautiful form would be nude before her momentarily, but for the moment, she had lost the feeling of Emmaline's body pressed against her, the lovely feeling of her thigh gently grinding against her sex.

That loss soon began to fade as Emmaline reached up, grabbing the top of her dress once more. The tight fabric peeled off of her, like she was being unwrapped. She revealed inch after inch of tantalizing skin before her bare breasts fell free of their constraints. Even then, she continued, hitching her thumbs into the fabric to catch her underwear as she wiggled her hips ever so slightly. Soon, Emmaline had carried the dress downward over her wide hips and past her vulva, topped with neatly trimmed hair. Caroline's eyes followed every inch of the way, savoring each bit of skin as it was laid bare.

As The fabric fell to the ground and Emmaline stepped out of it, Caroline could still barely believe that she was seeing her sister's wonderful form again. She had stolen glances when they had still lived under the same roof, but it was hardly the same. She spoke without thinking "You have always been so incredible. I... just want to lose myself in your beauty."

There was nothing bashful in Emmaline's movement. No, as she stepped forward once more, she looked even more confident, more excited, and undeniably sexy.

The distance was closed between them, Caroline's arms slipping eagerly about Emmaline again. Now, however, their bare flesh met without the hindrance of clothes. It felt exquisite to Caroline and she nestled in, kissing over her sister's neck appreciatively and eagerly, but with the awkward hesitance that came from inexperience "What do we do now?"

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This chapter was co-authored by BriefcaseRonin(https://chyoa.com/user/BriefcaseRonin) who is wonderful and awesome! Please check out her other writing :)