“I liked being naked with her, but I wanted her to feel it, too, so I answered, ‘I dare you to let me take off all of your clothes.’”
“She quickly agreed, and I knew I was finally getting somewhere. Even so, she wasn’t going to make it easy for me. I think she was still timid and also don’t think she really knew what to do, since she’s never had anyone else take off her clothes before. She just laid there under the covers. She was wearing a two-piece pajama set with a tight top that said ‘I’ll be in bed today’ and matching pajama shorts. I fumbled around quite a bit to get her shirt off from under the covers and she tried to help, too, but everything kept getting twisted in the sheet and all staticky. Finally I had enough and just pulled the sheet off of us and straddled on top of her.”
“You were naked,” Brie reminded Elsie. “Did she see you?”
“Yeah, sort of. It was dark, but we could see each other a little bit in the moonlight. I didn’t really care.”
“No surprise there,” Brie scoffed.
Elsie grinned. “Anyway, I grabbed her shirt and she lifted herself up enough for me to get it over her back. Even before I pulled it over her head, I could see her titties.”
Brie cleared her throat. “What were they like?”
“Even though she’s my sister, they looked nice. Bigger than both of ours.”
“That’s not hard for me,” Brie complained, “I’m still flat, and I don’t think my chest is going to grow any bigger.”
“I don’t mind my small chest,” Elsie said, “All the girls with big boobs always talk about how they’re bad for your back. Anyway, some guys might like it.” Elsie then added wistfully, “Oliver seemed to.”
“Well yours are still a little bigger than mine.”
“Hunter didn’t complain, either,” Elsie smirked.
“Maybe I’m still hazy from my last blackout, but as I recall, Hunter only cared about my mouth.”
Elsie laughed and said, “Well, from my experience, you do have a pretty good mouth.”
Brie blushed.
“Now, where were we?”
“Your sister has nice tits.”
“Yeah, not too big, not too small. After I got her top off, I reached down and squeezed one. It was pretty cool. I felt her nipple sticking out, but Mal flinched and told me that touching wasn’t part of the dare, so I had to stop.”
“So next were her pants?” Brie asked.
“Yep, I climbed off of her and slipped them off. It was easier, cuz she just had to lift her butt up off the mattress. She was down to just her panties at that point.”
Brie licked her lips. “And what did they look like?”
“It was hard to see in the dark, but they were basic. Striped. But anyway, it was time for them to come off. This time I climbed back on her and straddled her stomach, but this time facing her feet. That made her giggle and ask what I was doing. I shushed her and said, ‘I didn’t specify how was going to take them off.’ She reluctantly accepted, and she got a good look at my naked butt while I did it.
“I grabbed her undies and pushed them down her legs. She lifted her knees toward me, and I slipped them over, and then she pulled one leg out, leaving them dangling off her other ankle.
“There, right below me, was her naked cunny, about four inches from mine. It was amazing. Her two bare lips stared back at me. I was so turned on. Even though I wasn’t supposed to touch her, I caressed her inner thighs up to her vagina and brushed my fingers over her cunny lips. They were soft and hot, and kind of slick like mine was.
“But she wasn’t expecting it and squeaked loudly when I did it. She covered her mouth, but I heard daddy coming down the hall. We didn’t know what to do! I started to bolt to my bed, but Mallory pushed me down between her legs and pulled the sheet over us both, hiding me under it completely.
“Suddenly I had my head right up against her tummy, just above her pussy mound! I could smell her, and it made my chest tight and my head spin.
“Daddy cracked the door open and whispered, ‘Is everything alright?’
“I heard Mallory respond, ‘Yeah, I just had a bad dream.’
“Then he said, ‘Are you okay, Els?’
“I thought I had been caught. I wasn’t in my bed, and surely if he didn’t notice then, he would soon. Luckily, myself sister said, ‘I think she’s still asleep.’
“Then he just said said goodnight and left. It must have been dark enough that he couldn’t see that I wasn’t still in bed. When I heard the door shut, I realized I had been holding my breath. I exhaled and my hot breath against my sister’s pussy caused her to moan. She pulled the sheet back down over me, and when the moonlight shone on her again, I couldn’t resist any more. I dove in to her, giving her slit a long lick from the bottom of it to her clit.
“She nearly screamed again, but held it back, instead just squealing quietly into the palm of her hand. She kicked me off of her. ‘What are you doing? That’s gross! You’re my sister.’
“I felt kind of embarrassed, because I guess she was right, so I tried to cover for my actions: ‘I was just trying to tickle you.’
“‘Well, it doesn’t tickle, it feels… weird. And anyway, it wasn’t part of your dare.’
“I laid back down next to her and said, ‘Well, it’s your turn to give me a dare.’
“She said, ‘Since you’re so horny, I dare you to play with yourself now.’
“I was kind of disappointed. ‘That’s it?’ I said.
Brie interrupted, “What do you mean?”
“Mal asked the same thing. I was like, ‘We’ve done that a lot already. It’s not really a dare-dare, you know? Don’t you want me to do something more? Something that’s actually daring?’
“She thought for a short while and then she flicked on her flashlight and said, ‘Okay, you have to let me watch.’
“I agreed and took a deep breath. I reached down with both hands and she followed them with her flashlight until I reached my cunny. I spread my lips apart, and Mallory leaned in to get a closer look. It sent a rush through me. I wanted to give her a better view, so I spread my legs, hooking one over hers, and dangling the other off the side of the bed.
“I could hear her breath quavering, and feel her heart beating in my body.
“I looked down myself and could see my inner thighs glistening in the dim light. I started rubbing my clit, and it was already super-slick and swollen. Mal was quiet, so we could hear the wetness of my slick crack as I worked it, along with my heavy breathing and soft grunts.
“Every so often, I would bring my fingers up and taste myself.
“She asked me, ‘What does it taste like?’
“‘You haven’t tasted yourself?’
“‘No,’ she said timidly. ‘It seems weird.’
“I said, ‘You think everything is weird.’ I held my finger up to her and said, ‘You can try it if you want.’
“She scoffed, ‘You’re so gross, Elsie. I’m not going to lick you.’
“‘It’s not like you’re licking my swimsuit area!’ I insisted.
“‘I don’t care. It’s still from your vagina, and you’re my little sister. You’re nuts.’
“I was annoyed. I said, ‘Who cares? We’ve masturbated together lots by now. It’s basically the same thing.’
“‘Yeah, but we don’t touch each other.’
“I wiggled the leg I had hanging over hers. ‘You don’t seem to mind this.’
“She was just like, ‘So? Just finish your dare,’ and then she was quiet, just watching me continue to work my slit. I could feel her chest rising beside me and I could tell she was getting even more turned on. Then she swallowed and said quietly, “You can give me my next dare, and we could do them together.”