Holly and Brea: Anal Sisters/Part 003
Holly's Body
I'm not sure how long I was unconscious. No more than a handful of minutes, surely. At first I thought I was at home and our dog was licking my body. Then the rumbling vibrations of the bus intruded and I realized this tongue was much too small for the shepherd. There was also the unfamiliar aching in my body, lines of heat wriggling through my body, and the amazing, tight, sheath around my cock.
It all hit me at once and I opened my eyes. We were in the bus and my cock was in Holly. Despite the massive eruption and the mind-blowing orgasm, it was still turgid and full length inside her.
Holly sensed when I woke, she glanced up with a radiant smile. I shivered at the vague memory of my tongue filling the gap in her teeth. Her face was still smeared with our saliva and tears from the messy, mindless kiss.
"Hey, you." Her voice was a little horse.
Mine was as well. "Hi. How long was I out?"
"Not sure. I woke a couple minutes ago."
I was relieved I wasn't the only one to loose consciousness.
"Is fainting a good thing?" She was worried.
"Not sure." My small shrug moved things and caused her frown to turn to a smile. "I've never fainted before. I've never felt that good before."
Which was true, while I experienced aches I'd never felt before I also never felt so completely enthralled by pleasure. The power of the sensation edged on frightening.
"Really? I made you feel good?"
"Not just good," I told her. "Amazing. The best." Her smile grew, lighting her features with a satisfied, resplendent glow. I didn't remember her smiling so warmly in years. Or had I stopped seeing it?
"Good!" Her grin was no less brilliant as it turned impish. "If I'm the best you won't put it in anyone else!"
"You want to do this again?" I tried to hide my eagerness.
"Uh huh! I don't want to stop!" She didn't hide hers.
Holly giggled as I grabbed her by the back of her head and tilted her face for a kiss. This one was more measured, softer and gentle. We explored tongues, reached into mouths, and tried to bury the fleshy muscles as deeply as we were lower. Holly's tongue drove mine to new levels of excitement. I'd forgotten how long and thick hers was.
Our breathing was ragged when we finally stopped and our warm breath washed against each other's wet lips.
"We'll have to stop, eventually, though." When Holly grew disappointed, I gave her a quick kiss to her nose. A soft giggle rose from her. "For one the bus will stop and we'll have to go home. And you'll need to poo sooner or later."
"Oh. Yeah. Umm. I think I peed a little."
I smelled coconuts and flowers from the sunscreen, the tang of our sweaty bodies, and the sting from the insect repellent. There was something else, a musky odor rather than the acrid scent of pee. It was familiar, but I couldn't quite place it. I reached with my hand, feeling my damp thigh and her slippery thighs. As she squirmed, spreading her legs, the answer came to me.
"No, this isn't pee." I slid a finger against her little slit, a low hissing moan rising from her lips. It took only a few moments to wet my questing digits with her juices. When I brought my hand to our faces, drops ran along my fingers.
"It's your girl cum." I licked a couple fingers, closing my eyes a moment at the taste before offering the rest to her. A tremble of intense desire rippled through my body.
Holly didn't hesitate, she slurped one finger after another into her mouth. "Is there more?"
"Don't go too nuts. There's sunscreen all over you, too."
She pursed her lips in a little pout. The brightened. "Did you girl cum too?"
I wasn't sure. "Not sure. As hard as that orgasm hit me, maybe I did. It's wet enough down there."
"I want to taste it!"
I felt a little hand squirreling around down there. "Hey, Squirt. I know there's lots of sunscreen there. You'll have to wait for another time."
"Oh, okay. Promise?"
It was an easy promise to make. I chuckled. "You betchya. You can even get it fresh, with your mouth and tongue. It's like kissing down there."
"Oh? Will you do that to me?"
I answered her with another long kiss. She squirmed against me, rubbing her side between my breasts. One of her hands found my nipple, stroking it to attention. Afterwards we nuzzled our cheeks against another as we caught our breath.
"Breanna?" Her tone was odd. Hesitant and shy.
"Yeah, Holly?" I tried to keep mine warm.
"Will you be nice to me now?"
"What? I mean, I am nice enough…" my voice faded as I recalled my earlier anger. She started to say something, but I silenced her with a finger across her mouth. She drew it in, licking and suckling.
"I guess I have been real mean to you," I murmured. "When anyone said something, I thought I was being typical big-sister. We used to be real close. When did that change?"
She stopped licking. One of hands, slippery from all sorts of things, was around my wrist. "The last time we took a bath together. That's when you got mad all the time."
I blinked with surprise. She drew my unresisting hand back to her mouth. We used to take baths together all the time. The last time had been when I was twelve and she was around four. And she had…
Oh.
I felt my face turn red. "Oh, geeze!"
Holly leaned away, expression turning alarmed. But I pulled her close, kissing her hair and forehead. "I'm so sorry. I didn't know what was happening and I was so scared. I didn't think. I was so confused and I guess I took it out on you. Then I think I got used to being mad and ke—"
My words ran together and this time it was her turn to silence me. Her little mouth was remarkably effective. When we finished she pulled my head lower to kiss and lick away my tears.
"It's okay." Her voice was thick with emotion. "It's okay. If you still need to be mean it's okay too. Just remember your promise to let me lick your girl-cum."
The incongruity of her words triggered a bubble of laughter to rise from my middle. Or next kiss was briefer, more comfortable and companionable.
"What happened?" Holly's eyes were bright. "I don't remember much."
"Um. Well, we used to take baths together a lot. We'd play in the bubbles with toys and stuff. And you'd play with my dick." I flashed a grin. "You were so jealous. You wanted one, too."
When her blush turned her face red, I could easily see the freckles hidden by her tan.
"Still do," she said. "I'd put it in you every day."
My tongue touched my lips at the thought of her plowing into me. I'd never really been tempted by sex with men, but if it were Holly…
"There's a fake kind," I said. "Called a dildo. They're different shapes and sizes. Maybe we can find a way to get one."
Her lips parted she changed her mind about speaking, shaking her head. I couldn't place her tone when she spoke. "In a minute. I want to know what happened."
"Um. Okay. Well, like I said, you'd play with my dick. When it started getting hard, you were really fascinated. I was kinda freaked but hid it. The doctors had told me about sex, so I knew what was happening. But confused about you doing it."
She gave me a tiny nod, encouraging.
"Well, for a while I'd just distract you, and we'd get on with the bath. Then one day after you kept playing with it I squirted semen out. You thought it was great and rubbed it all over like it was soap."
I shook my head, a bit of a smile now at the memory. "It was all I could do to keep you from running out of the bath and showing off your layer of cum to Mom."
She giggled. "That would have went well, huh? Mom nuke!"
"Yeah. Well, while I was washing your back, you sat down and it, well, let's just say this isn't your first time I shot cum in your—" I stopped as the sly glint to her eyes registered.
"You little—you do remember!" I poked her side.
"Not well!" She squirmed, creating delicious waves of pleasure in both of us.
"So what do you remember?"
"I remember it going into me and how upset you were. But not where or what happened. So last year—" her voice drifted off.
"Last year?" I was puzzled. My curiosity was obvious.
"I wanted you to like me again. So I tried to be near you more. That wasn't working. So I figured if you put it back in me, the bad thing from that night would be reversed and—" her words tumbled to a stop as I kissed her.
She relaxed against me, melting as her worries faded away. And maybe a little from the kiss.
"So you had this planned out?"
"No. Not really. This trip was a surprise. I was supposed to go with Mom." A business meeting and a visit from the grandparents had put me in Mom's place. The resort trip was originally going to be for the weekend, but it had been changed to a day trip once I was going. Ironic she hadn't trusted me enough for a weekend, but it was the early return which caused all this.
"But once I sat on the sunscreen and I realized we were all slippery I couldn't wait." Her sly smile returned. "I was going to make sure your dick was in me. Though I meant the other hole."
"What?"
"I've been practicing with my vagina for a while. I have a dildo and a vibrator already." There was a little smugness to her tone.
"Oh really? As big as this?" I flexed my cock in her body.
Her breath hissed out of her with a shiver. "N-no. Nothing this big. I guess your cock won't fit in my cunt."
I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised she knew the words considering she owned the tools. But still…
"How did you get those things?"
"Grandma gave them to me. I asked her about putting things in my body and she said it was better to have the right things then to hurt myself."
"Yeah, she told me the same thing." I shook my head. I was amazed and thrilled the day she pulled me aside to give me a box with special toys in it. But I was thirteen, not eight! Or earlier. Holly said she'd been using her toys a while.
I traced a finger along the curve of Holly's trembling belly to test out her 'practice' but was quickly distracted. "Holy shit. How much is in you?"
Almost masking the earlier discovered bulge of my dick in her guts was a soft curve. It wasn't huge, but it was noticeable. I spread my hand over it, fingers sliding over her rounded belly.
"I dunno." She shifted, gently moving away from my touch.
"Does it hurt?" I quickly moved my hand but she held my wrist.
"No, it feels nice. Just don't press. It makes me want to pee."
Between my cock and this wad of cum, her bladder must feel like a hand was pressing it flat.
"Maybe we can find something for you to pee in." I was little worried about moving with her stuck on my penis. We'd also dumped out the trash we collected during the day before going to the parking lot. I Wasn't sure what to use as a container.
"I don't think we have anything empty." Holly echoed my own thoughts. A moment later she turned that sly gaze my way. A tingle of worry snaked along my spine.
"What are you thinking?"
"Do you need to pee?" She was deflecting my question.
"No, I'm fine. What's this look for?" Her slyness grew at my response. I grew amazed at the depths of expression her eyes were capable of. My misplaced anger the last few years had blinded me to so much.
"I have an idea. Help me lean back. I need something in my bag."
She was sitting almost sideways in my lap, with her torso between my breasts. Getting her to the bags meant tilting my body, with her attached, until her arms were close enough to reach. It wasn't exactly comfortable for me. My left boob was trapped between her body and the chair arm rest and I had to put my opposite foot on the chair across from us for leverage.
Holly put one foot against mine and the other pressed under my right breast, pushing it against her body. Her thin body shifted, causing her to moan several times, as she grabbed at her bag. Finally she found a strap and pulled it up. I hoped for a glimpse of the bump in her belly, but she was tucked too tight in my cleavage.
When I started to rotate her upright, Holly shook her head. "Wait a bit."
"Okay." When I tried to peer over my chest to see what she was doing she pushed my boob even higher with her knee.
"Hey."
"It's a surprise." Her voice sent another shiver along my back.
"I'm getting worried."
"It won't hurt." She paused a moment. "Well, not much. I think. Maybe." She grew less confident as she continued.
"Maybe?" I felt my voice rising.
She shifted slightly, causing us both to gasp, reminding me of the monster impaling her body. She giggled afterwards in joy at the manipulation of my body.
"Okay. I get the point. Can't be any worse. But you know, I can do that too." My own laughter filled my voice and I moved my hips in a slow wave against her. The moan she uttered was delicious.
"H-hey. I almost dropped it." Her complaint was teasing, her voice breathless. And, I sensed, full of anticipation. Once again I tried to see what she was doing, but she noticed in time to push my boob up.
"No peeking!"
"I'll get you back for this, you know."
"You already got me IN the back." Holly snickered in delight in the pun.
I winced. "I forgot how much you liked puns. I may have to reconsider this relationship thing."
Holly froze against me, her gaze darting from her hands to my eyes. When she saw my expression, she relaxed again.
"Don't scare me like that."
I pulled her head to mine for a kiss. At first it was just our lips together, a gentle caress. Then the tip of her tongue entered my mouth and our passion rose. When my hips moved again, I didn't care half her weight was on my trapped tit. I only cared that she was against me, suckling at my tongue, her own touching the back of my throat.
A slurping sound filled our ears as we parted, my lips pursed around her tongue as I sucked at it, holding the length in my mouth as long as I could. I'd forgotten how long her tongue could get, she could lick her cheeks with the thing. There was a scientific term for it, macro-something-with-a-G.
It made the prospect of her licking my cunt even more appealing.
"Aww, why'd you stop?" We were both panting again.
"Little more of that and I'd shoot another load in you." My voice was low and throaty from lust. It'd taken a lot of effort to stop. But I didn't want her upset at peeing herself.
"I don't know what you're planning to do with your pee, but it seems important to you." She awarded my thoughtfulness with a lick to my chin and a squeeze of her body around me.
When I pulled back, I tried to glance at her hands but she had the presence of mind to hide what she was doing under the curve of my breast. Darn it.
After a minute I heard the distinctive crack of a water-bottle's plastic ring. "Hey, you're not supposed to drink more."
"It'll be okay." Her mischievous glee was rising again. I didn't see her drink from the bottle, so she had other plans.
"Now hold still," she warned. A gasp rose from me as I felt her hands between my legs. Even without all the sunscreen between my thighs, my lips would have been more than slick enough to slide fingers inside.
"Just a bit more," Holly said. I continued to moan as she explored inside my folds. Her knuckle rubbed at the base of my clit, slowly pushing it from its protective hood. I quivered with tension, my breath turning to soft, moan-driven gasps.
Instead of pushing fingers into my cunt or playing with my button like I expected from previous experiences with hands down there, Holly's fingers found my pee-hole and pressed against it. Not just her fingers, I realized, as she forced something stiff past the opening.
I gasped loudly, holding my hips still with an effort of will, even as the rest of my body undulated. If this is similar to what she felt with my dick buried in her colon, how was she even conscious?
She pushed the object into my urethra with a speed and ease that stunned me. With a pop I felt in my depths it entered my bladder. I had a sudden urge to pee, barely resisted, as I tried to concentrate.
"Hold still a little more." Her words were almost muffled by the pounding in my ears.
"I'm not sure I can." My voice was a whine. I wanted to pee but I also wanted to move, to flee from the invasion of my bladder. I shivered as goosebumps from the powerful sensation rose on my body.
"Gee. I have a horse-sized cock up my ass and you're freaking at a little tube." She was giggling though. At first. Her voice rose in pitch her hands moved. Knuckles bumped the underside of the breast laying against her body.
"Almost done," Holly gasped. "It's so tight! Your dick is so big it's squeezing everything!"
I grabbed her shoulders and started to pull out of her. That was no good, my hands were so slippery she slid out of my grip as my cock pulled her with me. There was a light presence against my cock as she pushed something insider her body.
Holly mewled a sound of pain and satisfaction as my thigh pressed against her curled hand.
"It's in!" Her arms moved, one flying up to wrap around my shoulders, the other wrapping around the breast blanketing her.
"Fuck me!" Her eyes were filled with desperation, with the sensations in her, and a raw need.
My own answered. I shoved a hand between her side and arm, the other behind her head to hold her shoulder. This time when I withdrew she stayed in place. At first I was confused, for while I could feel her hips leaving my thighs the base of my cock was still pressed by the tight ring of her ass.
Then the ring slowly withdrew. I thrust into her again, feeling her anus enfolding my base again. I wasn't sure what was happening down there, but it felt every bit as good as the other tight spots rippling along my dick.
Holly threw back her head, her tongue flowing from her open mouth. Her eyes were mostly white, her pupils rolled up. As I pushed into her, I felt a foreign coolness in the pocket of my bladder. When I sank home with squelch of our oil-coated skin the alien fluid turned warm then hot.
For a brief moment, Holly's expression relaxed. Her tongue fell, licking her lips, as her urine flowed into me.
"I'm peeing in you." Wonder coated her words. "My insides are moving and I'm peeing in you."
"I'm going to fuck so hard." My words were strained with the effort of starting slow. I pulled out again, marveling at the sensations. It was like her body was desperately trying to eject my length, but clinging to the shaft spearing her at the same time.
"Do it!" Her arm left my boob as she clawed at the seat in front of us. Fingers dived into the pocket. What? Was she looking for a magazine?
"Fuck my guts until I'm empty," she hissed as I reversed direction, forcing myself back in her. "Fuck me and fill me with your hot cum!"
Holly dropped a travel magazine and a pack of assorted nuts on the floor before pulling out a small bag of waxed paper. She shook out the barf bag and held it near her face, looking at me expectantly before turning her head.
She was serious. I remembered the taste of bile from earlier. The lengths she went to for my pleasure, to have my dick in her, filled me with a surge of raw emotion. All the other girls, even the women, paled in comparison. Holly gave me her whole body without reservation.
So I took it.