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(FF-teens, beast, inc, voy, reluc) *** As Katrina quietly tip-toed along the hallway she could hear the gentle tick-tock of the old grandfather clock that stood at the end of the corridor. Street lights shone in though the open bathroom door, providing her with a dim view of where she was going. Her feet made barely any sound on the soft carpeted floor, so when she heard a muffled bang, she stopped. Standing still like a rabbit caught in the headlights, she listened for any more noises. Suddenly it clicked into place in her mind; it was just the plumbing, as the house settled for the night. Almost laughing at herself, she quickly made her way to the small alcove at the head of the stairs, where a bedroom door lay open. Concealing herself in shadows she hid behind the bookshelf next to the door. Looking through the doorway, she saw her older sister Lisa lying still in her bed. As she looked in on her sister, Katrina reflected again just how different they were. She was only thirteen, and unlike Lisa she aspired to be good. She went to church regularly and never wore revealing clothes despite the fact her young body had blossomed early on into a pleasing shape. With her long legs, narrow hips and firm B cup breasts, she was vaguely aware that boys liked to look at her. But she didn't care much for boys; they never understood her desire to behave. The few boys who had been bold enough to try and feel her breasts through her high collared, loose fitting shirts had quickly been aquatinted with a firm smack across the face. They never tried again. Sixteen year old Lisa had dark brown hair and mischievous green eyes that always hinted at ideas of misbehaving, a polar opposite of Katrina's smooth blonde hair and innocent blue eyes. Her figure was similar, but her hips were bigger and her breasts were a fuller C cup. She rebelled against all constraints put on her, and seemed to enjoy teasing boys by flaunting her curves. Katrina felt a guilty feeling stir inside her once again as she stared at her sister, willing her to do something. For quite some time now she had been watching her sister at night, after accidentally hearing her moaning softly one night and sneaking past her room to see her touching herself. After watching her a couple more times, Katrina knew what her sister was doing: masturbating. Something she had been told at church was a sin. But how could something bad arouse such pleasant feelings in her, she wondered. She enjoyed the warm, slippery feeling between her legs each time she watched Lisa, though she never touched herself in the same way. Just then, Lisa began to stir. Katrina watched eagerly as Lisa threw her blankets off and reached down, pinching her nipples with one hand and rubbing between her legs in a circular motion with one finger. As she always did, Katrina thought how wonderful it was that Lisa always slept naked. Tonight Lisa quickly started moaning and wriggling around, evidently enjoying every second of her own touch. It wasn't long before she climaxed, letting out a muffled cross between a moan and a sigh. Katrina knew sometimes it took her sister a while, whereas sometimes she finished quickly. She was always disappointed on these quick nights but as she silently made her way back to her own room, she reminded herself of a comforting thought. There's always tomorrow night. *** The next night, Katrina tried to stay away from her sister's room. She had started feeling that she was spending too much time hovering around her sister's door, and decided she should try to cut back a little. The guilty feelings every time she concealed herself behind the bookcase were starting to bother her. But as she listened to the sounds of her sister getting into bed, she knew she wouldn't be able to stay away. Waiting for a few minutes as her parents finished locking up the house and turning lights off, she eventually crept out of bed and hurried down the hall. Taking up her position behind the bookcase, she noticed King, the family Rottweiler, laying on the floor at the foot of Lisa's bed. Katrina was slightly bothered. She knew King sometimes slept in Lisa's room, but he had never been there before when she spied on her sister. Hoping he wouldn't notice her and come over to investigate, thus giving her away, Katrina stared hard at Lisa. Lisa gently eased her blankets off her, her hands going straight between her legs. As Katrina watched her fingers pinch and stroke, she heard Lisa mumbling to herself. 'Oh my God, I'm so wet tonight. Does my pussy ever need some attention... if only I had someone here to give me a good cunt-licking!' Surprised, Katrina turned Lisa's words over in her mind. Was pussy what her sister called the space between her legs? And what about the other word, cunt? Was it just another word for the same thing? And the licking... did it actually feel nice to be licked down there? Then Lisa did something that surprised Katrina. She sat up and swung her legs off the bed, sitting on the very edge of her mattress. She then spread her legs wide, treating Katrina to a shadowy view of her most private place. Then she lightly slapped the inside of her thigh and whispered to the dog. King sat up immediately, and when he saw the way his mistress was sitting he made his way to her as if he had done it many times before and knew what was expected of him. Angling for a better look, Katrina nearly fell over with shock as she saw King lick her sister between the legs! Lisa threw her head back and moaned softly, pulling the dogs head closer against her with one hand. 'Oh yes King, lick my wet little pussy. Get it right in there... ohhhh yes, tongue my clit you good dog!' This seemed very wrong to Katrina. Never had she ever heard of anything like this before, she knew it had to be very very wrong! And yet... the feelings that came between her legs whenever she watched Lisa were stronger than before. For the first time ever, she slipped her own finger inside her panties and felt the folds between her legs. Immediately she noticed the wetness that her sister had been talking about, the private place between her legs was absolutely soaked. Experimentally she rubbed her finger along her slit, finding a hard little knob. She rubbed at it and felt an incredible pleasure flood through her, almost making her cry out. She continued to rub as she watched King lick Lisa, Lisa's eyes closed as she continued to moan softly. All too soon Katrina began to hear the noises that meant Lisa was almost finished. Disappointed, she watched Lisa let out her last moan, her entire body shaking. As her body stopped quivering she pulled the dog up against herself on the bed, allowing him to lick her face and even putting out her own tongue to kiss him. Katrina quickly made her way back to bed, her mind reeling. *** The next morning, their parents had some news. Over breakfast they told the girls they were going away for a business trip, and would be gone overnight. 'Now it's just a quick routine matter,' their mother said, rummaging through her bag and locating a list of telephone numbers. 'We'll be back early tomorrow afternoon, I'm sure you can both make your own entertainment until then. Lisa, look after your sister and for Christ's sakes be good. Don't forget to feed the dog, keep him in the house during the night if it makes you feel safer. Your father has his mobile phone but if he doesn't answer, try these.' 'Don't worry,' Lisa said innocently. 'We'll be fine, right Katie?' Katrina nodded mutely, surprised that her sister was being nice to her. Usually she snapped and argued whenever she had to babysit her. Before she had time to worry about Lisa's change in behaviour, their parents were gone and they had the house to themselves. Lisa disappeared upstairs to chat with her friends online, and Katrina decided to make some cookies. For the rest of the day they both pottered around at their own various amusements, and for dinner Lisa ordered a pizza. They watched a scary movie, which Lisa let Katrina stay up to see the end of. Again it was sufficiently unusual behaviour for Katrina's guard to be up. Finally after the movie, Lisa declared it was time for bed. But the younger girl had been slightly spooked by the movie, and seemed reluctant to go to her bed alone. Apparently not in the mood for arguing, Lisa told Katrina she could sleep with her. Katrina anxiously changed into her long sleeved, high necked nightgown which fell below her knees, wondering what Lisa would wear to bed. She was relieved yet oddly disappointed to find Lisa wasn't naked when she made her way to her room, but wearing a tiny pair of shorts and a t-shirt that looked a size too small for her. 'I've locked up,' Lisa said. 'And we'll keep King in here so you feel safe okay? Now, get in the bed and go to sleep.' As Katrina tried to get comfortable, she felt Lisa snuggle in behind her and throw her arm around her waist, pulling her closer. 'What are you doing?' Katrina asked, surprised. 'Hopefully stopping you from feeling like such a wuss,' Lisa replied. Katrina accepted this reply, but felt a strange feeling wash over her as Lisa ran her hand up and down her thigh, slowly pulling her nightgown up above her knees. When the hem was halfway up her thighs however, Katrina felt she'd better say something. 'Lisa, why are you pulling my nightgown up?' Her sister didn't reply, and Katrina was about to ask again, when she felt Lisa's hands grip tightly onto her. In a quick move, Lisa had rolled Katrina onto her back and was sitting astride her with her hands clamping her wrists to the bed. 'Lisa?' Katrina asked, feeling slightly scared. 'I know you've been watching me late at night,' Lisa said, staring hard at her squirming sister. 'Watching me touch myself, you're such a little pervert spying on me like that. What do you think Father Crimmond would have to say about that?' Shocked, Katrina felt her insides freeze. 'I... I...' 'Did you like what you saw? You're not such an innocent little church girl as you like everyone to believe are you?' Lisa started rubbing her crotch against her sister. 'I bet you touched yourself when you watched me. Did you know your church says that's a SIN!?' 'Please Lisa,' Katrina struggled. 'Let me go back to my own bed, I promise I'll never spy on you again!' 'No, I don't think I will.' Lisa shrugged. 'You know, it's not as fun to play with yourself when you're alone, it's better when there's someone else there.' Seeing where her sister's train of thought was headed, Katrina fought to get free. 'No Lisa, it's not right. We're sisters!' 'You'll enjoy yourself,' Lisa smirked, quickly letting go of one of Katrina's hands and reaching for something that was wedged in the gap between the bed and the wall. As she handcuffed Katrina's wrists to the headboard, Katrina realised her sister must have been planning to make her into her plaything all along. She opened her mouth again but Lisa slapped her firmly, stinging her cheek. 'If you make any noise other than a moan of pleasure I will hit you again. Understand?' Katrina nodded firmly, a single tear running down her cheek. Lisa smiled with satisfaction, and produced a pair of scissors which she used to cut away Katrina's nightgown. The young girl finally lay naked, and Lisa leaned forward and kissed her gently on the mouth. Then she probed at her closed lips with her tongue until Katrina finally opened her mouth and, feeling she had better cooperate, starting passionately kissing her sister back. Lisa then kissed down her neck and all over her breasts, gently biting her nipples. It was a pleasurable feeling, and Katrina felt a sweet spasm between her legs. Dismayed she hoped Lisa hadn't notice, and she would stop soon. But Lisa was still kissing her way down her sister's body until she finally came to her light bush of pubic hair, where Katrina's legs were closed tight. With a firm and persuasive hand, Lisa pulled her legs apart. 'Mmm... virgin pussy,' she said, eyeing Katrina. She then lowered her head and started lightly tonguing along her slit, occasionally pushing her tongue inside Katrina's tight little cunt. She then lightly flicked her tongue over her slit, causing Katrina to gasp in pleasure. 'Oh, so you do like it?' Lisa asked, her eyebrow arched. 'You like me licking your tight little virgin cunt?' As she spoke she pushed her thumb halfway into her sister's hole, feeling the resistance of her hymen blocking her from going further. Seeing her sister try to hide the pleasure that was evident on her face, Lisa once more lowered her head and started stroking circles around her clit with her tongue. Once her face was covered in Katrina's juices, Lisa came up to her sister's face. 'Do you want to taste your pussy juices?' she asked. Katrina hesitated, then shook her head. Ignoring her refusal, Lisa firmly kissed her sister, exploring her tongue with her mouth. When she realised her sister was eagerly kissing her in return, she stopped and repositioned herself so that she was able to quickly whip off her t-shirt and shorts. She then placed her own dripping wet pussy above Katrina's face. 'Lick my cunt, like I just did to yours. Now!' Almost experimentally, Katrina stuck out her tongue and lightly stroked Lisa's clit. Lisa moaned loudly, pressing herself down harder against her sister's face. 'Lick me harder and faster you little slut,' she groaned. 'Lick me just like I did to you.' Katrina obeyed and quickly proved to have quite an untapped talent. As Lisa wriggled around on top of her sister's face, Katrina eagerly lapped up her juices until Lisa was on the verge of cumming. She moved away, knowing the best was yet to come. After first extracting a promise from her dazed sister not to run away, Lisa unlocked the handcuffs. 'Now,' she instructed. 'Kneel on all fours on the floor beside the bed and lick me again.' Doing as she was told, Katrina was quite caught up in a frenzy of clit-tonguing when King smelt the arousal in the air. He got up and saw Katrina in an ideal position, then quickly started to run his tongue all over her exposed twat. Katrina turned in shock when she realised what was going on, but Lisa grabbed her head back and held her firmly between her legs again. Disgusted with herself but unstoppably turned on, Katrina kept licking Lisa while King slid his tongue as far inside her pussy as he could. With her face buried in her sister's cunt Katrina's moans were muffled, but it was enough for Lisa to start approaching the best climax of her life. Watching her perfect, saintly, church going sister being eaten out by a dog as she eagerly licked up her older sister's juices was such a deliciously forbidden sight. Encouraged by her sister's moans she started crying out in pleasure herself, when something caught her attention. King was moving around and without warning he suddenly mounted Katrina. The younger girl stopped licking at once as King thrust at her with his erect cock, and looked up. 'Lisa, what's he doing?' Unable to believe her eyes, Lisa watched enviously. She had planned to one day have sex with King if the pleasure of his tongue wasn't enough, but now he was going to take her little sister's virginity! 'He's going to fuck you Katrina, he's going to put his dick inside you and turn you into his bitch!' Katrina's eyes opened wide with shock as she tried to move away. But Lisa wasn't about to miss the best possible sexual scene of her entire life. She grabbed Katrina and forced her head between her legs again, gasping as she felt that smooth little tongue stroke her clit once more. King finally made contact, thrusting his hard rod into Katrina and causing her to scream out. Lisa watched eagerly as King thrust at the younger girl and Katrina started to move in rhythm with him. In fact, she had even started licking at Lisa again and was moaning loudly with horny desire as King slammed into her harder and harder. Unable to stop herself Lisa threw her head back and screamed as her orgasm ripped through her, hearing a similar scream echo from her sister as Katrina experienced her first orgasm. King also appeared to cum quickly, only several minutes after he had first started licking Katrina he was withdrawing from her and causing a river of dog cum to gush from her stretched hole. Katrina fell to the floor in a heap, whimpering as the aftershocks of her orgasm spread through her. Lisa lay on her bed, looking down at her little sister. Finally Katrina had gathered enough breath to speak. 'I don't think I'll be able to go to church again.' Lisa smiled. 'Of course you won't. Sinning is much more fun. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 45