Turning Point

Hey, everyone! So sorry it's been a while since the last update. You know how life is. I am making every effort to update more often, so please be patient with me. As always, feel free to come up with your own chapter for Bianca's adventures! I'd love to see the creativity from you all. Now please, sit back and relax as Bianca's journey continues!

Let me just start this part of the story by saying a couple of things. For my penis-packing pals: I feel your pain and understand what you go through. For my uterus-bearing friends: if a guy ever says blue balls are the worst, please believe him. It may not be as bad as labor (I’ll let you know when and if I experience it), but it’s definitely a killer.

With that in mind, imagine me in this predicament: harder than solid steel, on the verge of cumming, only to be interrupted by Tabby’s colleague who can’t fix a problem on his own. Because of him, I spent the next 6 hours waiting for Tabby to come home, desperately needing a release. Yes, I could have jacked myself off, but after that interruption, I was in no mental state to continue on by myself. The loneliness was too heavy.

Suffice it to say I wanted to hurt him very, VERY badly.

I laid in bed and waited, my naked body writhing on the bed sheets, my balls aching like nothing I’d felt aside from cramping. I couldn’t even tell how much time had passed before I finally passed out. I hoped to have some kind of dream to distract me, but none came. Even though I slept, it wasn’t really restful.

Morning light crept in through the window of Tabby’s bedroom, shining onto my face. I tried to block it out by covering my head with a pillow, but it was suddenly yanked away. I opened my eyes slowly, blinking in the sunlight, to see Tabby straddled over me. A smile was etched on her face as she stared down at me, her hand brushing my hair aside.

“Good morning, beautiful,” she said, her voice soft like velvet. “I hope you can forgive me for last night. Normally, they’re not so needy.” She traced her fingers across my cheek, down my neck, then onto my breast, resting them over my slowly hardening nipple. Simple as it might be, her touch was more than enough to get me going. “So, just to make sure we’re not interrupted again, I want you to witness this.”

Tabby then grabbed her phone from beside her, dialed a number, and held it to her ear. After a few seconds, I could hear a muffled voice answer. “Yeah, this is Tabitha. Look, you’re going to have to manage without me today,” she responded, immediately looking at me with a sly smile. “I have something essential to take care of, and it’s going to take me all day.” She paused briefly while the voice spoke. “I understand, but this is extremely important and I can’t delay it. You’ll have to do without me today.” Another pause. During this one, she slowly slid her fingers down from my breast over my stomach before reaching my dick, curling her fingers gingerly around it. Even though it was soft, her hand still looked small in comparison. The instant her hand touched, I started hardening in her grasp. She gave me a silent giggle at my reaction, then continued. “Look, I’ve had to come in two separate times yesterday, and the last one took me all night. I need to rest sometime, and I have other priorities that I need to sort out. I have to take this day off.” Another pause with silence on both ends, then, the voice started again. Tabby looked at me and smiled as the voice finished. “Thank you, Darla. Talk to you later.”

The second she hung up, she tossed the phone on the bed and sighed contentedly, giving me such a sexy look that I could have cum just from her gaze. “Now, then,” she said lustfully. “I’m all yours.”

No other words had ever given me such a thrill.

She leaned over to kiss me deeply, her hand still gripping my now stiff cock. Her other hand came up to rest on my cheek, her touch sending shivers through me. She started to slowly work on my cock, her movements slow but very deliberate. Just from her moaning, I could tell she was just as sexually frustrated as me, but her motions also told the tale of wanting to make every motion count for what we both missed.

She broke the kiss, panting heavily, as she stared into my eyes. “I gotta tell you, Bee,” she said breathlessly. “I almost strangled Glen last night. I hated him for making me leave you like that. Now, though, nobody’s going to interrupt us, so we can take our time. That sound good to you?”

I was so enamored with the thought of spending the day with Tabby, doing nothing but fucking each other senseless, that I didn’t feel her hand leave my dick and slide lower to my sopping wet cunt. I only realized it when her fingertips brushed against my clit, sending a shock through my entire body. I couldn’t help but let a sudden gasp escape my lips.

“Or…” she teased. “Since you were so patient with me and just so damn cute to begin with…” she continued as her finger started to trace around my own entrance before slipping inside of me. “You can do whatever you want to or with me. No matter how slow…” she whispered as her finger made circular motions inside me, sending chills up my spine.

“Or fast…” Her fingers began tickling my walls, already sensitive from the attention she’s been giving.

“Soft… or hard… you choose.” With deliberate purpose, she shoved her fingers fully into me, eliciting a loud moan. It was enough to almost make me lose my train of thought. My hands instinctively shot down to this sudden intrusion, grasping her wrist for a brief second before releasing her and allowing her to continue. She sighed lustfully, giggled, then proceeded to pump my as-yet-virgin canal with her slender fingers. I was in a level of ecstasy I’d not experienced yet.

“Ohhh, more,” I moaned lustfully. I had only had fingers inside me before, but I had the desire – no, the need – for more. I had given Tabby the feeling of a dick inside her, but after giving it, I now wanted to experience it for myself. “Fill my pussy, Tabby!”

This made her pause, her fingers still rooted firmly in my soaking tunnel. She brought her eyes to mine, a look of knowing crossing her gorgeous face.

“So you want to know what I feel?” she asked, her voice a sultry whisper. Her mouth opened slightly, her tongue licking her parted lips. “You want to know how it feels to have a big, hard, hot cock fit into your tight, virgin pussy? To have the experience of being pounded into complete ecstasy? Is that what you want, my dear sister?”

Her words lit a fire in my belly, a desire I hadn’t known I needed to sate growing like a wildfire out of control. My hips ground against her hand slowly, pushing her fingers deeper into my dripping pussy. Imagining her fingers as a dick made my already amplified sex drive kick up another notch. All I could do was nod quickly and moan my affirmation.

“Well… you’re in luck,” she said. “It may not be the real thing, like your – mmmm -incredible cock, but it can do the job for you tonight, I think.” She gave me a playful nibble on my neck before pulling away to look at me again. “I’ll try to be as good as you were with me my first time.”

She then moved to the other side of her bed, slipping her fingers from my soaking depths. My cunt ached from her absence, yearning for her to reach inside again. I heard her rummage through a bedside drawer, my eyes still shut tight, until I felt her crawl back beside me again.

“Let me show you what you’ve been missing, Bee,” she said. “Open your eyes.”

It took me more strength than I thought it would, but I opened my eyes slowly to see what Tabby wanted to show me. In her hand, she held a rather realistic dildo, probably half my dick’s length and thin enough that her fingers easily touched while gripping it. It didn’t look all that intimidating, but knowing it would soon be inside me made me a little nervous.

“You’re lucky I’ve never used it. I had intended on saving it for… lonely nights… but you managed to replace it before it saw its first time. So now you’ll be its first,” she said, giving a little chuckle. “You ready to feel it?”

I could only stare at it, its plastic veins wiggling their way to its head, a phallic marvel that I wanted to experience. I slowly nodded at her, my legs opening a little wider in anticipation of being filled for the first time in my life. My breathing, ragged as it already was, held in my throat. I wanted it, needed it. I wanted to know how Tabby had felt during her first time.

Tabby moved herself between my legs, slowly positioning the bulbous head of the dildo right against my slick snatch. The anticipation was excruciating enough that I started moving my hips, trying to get it inside me as she was holding it. Instead, she placed her free hand on my hip, a clear indication that she wanted me to stay still. She had to know how much I was wanting this, so why was she teasing me?

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, Bee. Let me prep you first,” she said tenderly. I willed myself to calm down, but my pussy was aching with the desire to be filled up. She eased the tension by starting to rub the head up and down my pussy, coating it with my juices. Every time it came up to my clit, small jolts of electricity fired throughout my body. I couldn’t help but moan each time.

“Ooohhhh, god, Tabby… please don’t tease me anymore. Push it in me.”

I felt the head of the dildo come to a stop, resting right in front of my hole. It pushed right up against me but didn’t go farther. I looked at Tabby through lidded eyes, desperation showing through my gaze. She had a small smile on her face.

“Here we go, Bee,” she whispered. With that, she began pushing the toy inside of me. It’s hard to describe how I was feeling at the time because all I knew was the sensation of being filled up slowly. She eased the toy inside me, bit by bit, causing me to tense all over. I’ve never had such a feeling before. Only her fingers had been inside me before this moment.

She kept pushing the toy deeper into me until it could go no further, its fake balls resting against my ass. Needless to say, it was an unfamiliar sensation, but… I enjoyed it immensely.

“It’s all the way in you now, Bee,” Tabby said lustfully. “How does it feel?”

I looked down to where the dildo penetrated me, feeling my stomach as if trying to feel it in me through my skin. It was an experience I would not soon forget, nor would I want to. If this is how Tabby felt with me inside of her, then I wanted to not only keep giving it to her but keep experiencing it myself.

“It feels… amazing. You feel this way with me?”

She gave me a sultry nod, not even bothering to hide the arousal this experience was giving to her. “Every time, Bee. That’s why I keep wanting you, and why I want you to know how I feel every time we do this. Enjoy it, Bee. Feel what I feel.”

With those final words, she begins to move the toy inside me. I could feel my pussy walls clamping down around it, an involuntary move that only increased the pleasant sensation. In and out she moved it, its plastic hardness touching every surface of my interior. It was pure, unadulterated heaven.

Every now and then, as Tabby moved it inside me, I would feel an extra pop of pleasure shoot through me, more than on a normal movement. Was she hitting that fabled ‘g-spot’ inside me? My mind went blank with each connection made against it, an audible moan followed by another flood of pleasure coursing through my body. This kind of feeling was addictive. No wonder Tabby kept wanting to have sex with me. This felt incredible!

It didn’t take long for me to get that familiar feeling of a climax brewing. I was writhing on the bed as Tabby thrust the toy into me over and over. My heavy breasts swayed wildly with each inward move, dancing an erotic tango for her viewing pleasure. “Oh god, Tabby! I’m – I’m getting close! Keep fucking me!”

Tabby gave a small, sensual giggle. “Look who’s got a mouth on her! OK, Bee. Let me take you over the edge.”

She sped up her pounding of my pussy, not much but just enough. I could feel that slow rise begin to climb like a rocket, flying toward the atmosphere. I was moaning with each thrust of the toy into me, ecstasy making me grip the sheets next to my head. I couldn’t get enough.

At long last, my orgasm came, a violent eruption from deep within me. My pussy walls clutched tightly at the toy, trying to keep it lodged firmly within my cunt. My body went into spasms as I came, both my pussy and my cock exploding at the same time. As I drenched Tabby’s hand with my nectar, I in turn covered myself with my own cum, each burst from my cock sending semen onto my chest and stomach. I had never felt such an intense orgasm before, but goddamn, was it worth every single second of wait.

I lay there panting, covered in my own cum, basking in the bliss of my orgasm. The occasional spasm would roll through my body as aftershocks would hit, sending another shot of pleasure through me. I looked up at Tabby, seeing her lick her hand clean of my pussy juices. Such an erotic sight.

“Well, Bee… do you see why I want you to fuck me so much now?”

The look in her eyes, coupled with the tone of her voice and the sight of her licking me from her hand, was more than enough to make my cock stay at attention. A little painful, to be sure, but worth the suffering. I nodded gently, trying to recover my strength.

She then crawled on the bed next to me, bringing her head to my cum-covered belly. There, she leaned in and began to lick my semen from me, not missing a trace of it. As she finished cleaning the cum from my body, she looked back up at me, passion and lust burning in her gaze. “And now… what do you want to do?”

I don’t think I need to tell you what I wanted to do. Ah, hell with it. That’s what you’re reading this for, right?

The entire day, we acted like rabbits in heat: fucking everywhere in her apartment we could. I’d never had such stamina, but that experience opened the metaphoric floodgates, making me want to do nothing but please my sister in every conceivable way. It didn’t matter where: the bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, living room. Any way she wanted it, she got. Anyway way I wanted it, she gave. That day was like a never-ending ocean of erotic tension had released in us.

As the sun set, we ended up on the couch. I had her laying on her side as I straddled one of her legs, her other propped on the back of the couch as I rammed my cock as deep as I could go into her pussy. I was bucking madly, trying for the umpteenth time that day to bring us both to a cataclysmic orgasm. Tabby’s breasts swayed like mad, my **** on her pussy sending her into cries of ecstasy.

“Bee!… Don’t… ever… stop!” she would cry between breaths. She held the arm of the couch for dear life as I pounded into her. I gripped her outstretched thigh for support, maintaining my balance as I powered into her. Sweat covered both of our bodies, evidence of our virtually nonstop lovemaking.

By that time, I had stopped warning her of my impending climax. She didn’t care as she wanted me to do it every time anyway. All I did was pound into her one last time while clutching her leg between my breasts. I emptied myself into her, spasm after spasm sending her rolling into her own climax. I shuddered as I filled her waiting cunt, my strength having finally disappeared completely. As my pulsing cock emptied into her, I collapsed onto Tabby, my breathing heavy with exhaustion. Tabby’s own breathing was equally labored, having cum I couldn’t even count how many times. We lay in each other’s embrace, basking in our final round’s glow of passion.

“Holy… Bee… How many times was that?” Tabby gasped, surprise and pleasure both evident in her voice.

“I… I’m not sure… A lot!” I whispered. “I lost count after the kitchen.”

Tabby laughed at that comment, trying to regain her breath while settling into the couch for once today. “God, you’re an animal when you get worked up! I love it.” She then gave out a bit of a groan from discomfort. “Although my pussy hates it at the moment. But, mmm, I love feeling so full from you filling me up like that.” Her lips gave me a kiss on my head before she started stroking my head. “This was so needed, Bee.”

I cuddled into her, wrapping my arms around her as best I could as I rested my head on her breast. “No kidding. I love doing this with you, Tabby. I’m glad you caught me that day.”

“Well,” Tabby said curiously. “I do have a suggestion for that particular thing. You don’t have to, but I was thinking… maybe you could move in with me?”

My eyes widened at the suggestion. I lifted myself up enough to look into Tabby’s eyes. “Move in with you?”

She nodded slowly to me, a loving look in her eye. “Yes. I’ll admit it, Bee. I love you far more than a sister now. You’re my best friend, my confidant… my lover… maybe even my…” She hesitated on those final words. I could tell she was either afraid or nervous about saying them, knowing the implications behind them.

I took a big gulp of air before finishing her statement for her. “Girlfriend?”

Her cheeks blushed at the word as she turned her head to look away from me. A small, timid smile crossed her face as she slowly nodded in response. “I love you, Bee. I know we’re sisters. I know it’s wrong and utterly impossible, but… it’s what I want more than anything. I want to be yours and you mine. I want to wake up to you every day and go to sleep with you every night. I want to cry, laugh, rage, and… make love with you.”

Her words hit my heart like a thousand hammers striking it all at once. It’s what I’d been hoping, wishing, craving her to say. Now that she said it, the weight of it fell on me like a ton of bricks, all the implications filling my mind. What could I say to her?