Holly and Brea: Anal Sisters/Part 002
Stuffing Holly
After we got back to the buses, and wiggled our way through the cramped tube of metal to our "reserved" seats, I lowered my opinion of the drivers. Still helpful, but not very smart.
The seats saved for us had our bags on top of them. The problem being the bus was so full of bags and people we didn't have anywhere to move them.
"Awful sorry about this, Ladies," the driver said. "We realized too late this bus was a short excursion model without a restroom. So we piled luggage into this one to make more room for people in the other bus. Will the two of you be okay? It's three hours back."
"I think so." I glanced at Holly who nodded after pursing her lips in thought. "She's usually asleep by now and I'm not awake much longer. So we'll probably sleep all the way."
"Ah, that's a relief. Should work out great then." He gestured at the front half of the bus, barely seen through a bags piled higher than our heads. "It'll be pretty quiet back here with all that sound proofing, huh?"
We smiled weakly at the attempt at humor. He moved some bags out of the way so we could reach our seats. Even then we needed to climb over the bags in the seats in front to get to our chairs.
He reached into an over-head bin and pulled out a pair of folded blankets. "In case it gets chilly."
"Um, thanks."
Holly was climbing the pile of cases to get to our seats.
"These are hard-shelled bags so don't worry about climbing over them," he said. "As light as you two are, you can probably jump on them without hurting anything."
A bigger worry was how slippery they were. As Holly scrambled over, a case shot out from under her knee and almost hit me in the head. I barely managed to deflect it with one hand while the other held her butt up.
"Ack! Your hand!"
"Oh, hurry up!" I pushed and she tumbled over. She ended up on her head, legs squirming and her butt in plain view. The micro-kini didn't cover much.
"Hey!" Holly squealed. She laughed as she squirmed around.
I glanced over my shoulder but the driver was already heading to the front.
With her wrap flipped over, the micro's thong back left her completely exposed. She had a delicious ass for her age, I realized. A moment later I felt dirty inside, this was my little sister! The shame didn't stop an answering throb from between my thighs.
Fortunately, the view was over in a few seconds. She squirmed around and popped back up. Though standing on the seat meant my eyes were now inches from her crotch. At least the bikini front covered more than the back on her girlish body.
"Hey, Brea. There's only one chair."
"What?" I tilted my head up. Taunt belly, tanned a lighter shade than her limbs from the previous weeks of wearing more covering one-pieces. The little triangles at her chest were askew, I could see one of her nipples. It was a dark nub surrounded by a pale triangle.
"Our stuff is on the other chair." She pointed to one side. "Only the window seat is empty."
I closed my eyes, glad for the distraction, and counted to ten. Did they forget there were two of us?
"Okay, can you sit on the bags?"
"But all the chips and stuff! I don't want to smoosh them!"
"Well can you scoot over enough so I can climb over?"
"Maybe." She wiggled around. The lights flickered and the driver's voice came from a nearby speaker.
"Hi, everyone. We'll be leaving in just a couple minutes. Please get situated a remain seated as much as possible. Again, we're sorry for the inconvenience, and thankful so many of you volunteered seats to help out stranded passengers."
I grabbed a headrest for leverage and pulled myself up. Holly helped by grabbing my arm, but ended up with a jacket sleeve.
Needless to say, getting on the chair wasn't very graceful. Holly wasn't much help either, she kept giggling and squirming around as I tried to maneuver my way over the obstacles and into the chair.
It took me two tries to get over the pile of cases. By the time I managed it, my jacket was over my head. Holly laughed as she pulled it the rest of the way off.
Worse, my skirt had twisted around and the pressure from Holly's "helpful" hands and the headrest between my legs had forced my penis out of my bikini bottoms. Alarming enough, but the twisting around popped my tits from my bikini cups.
At least I could stand on the floor, even if I had to lean at a weird angle because of the seat pressing into my back. Sis stood on the chair in front of my, with my face practically between her legs.
"Your boobs are all over!" She giggled, moving her legs to push them around.
"Hey stop that!" My breath bounced back from her crotch. Her wrap was on the floor by my feet. I grabbed her by the waist to try and get her to stand still.
"Here we go!" The bus lurched as it started moving. A moment later, my mouth was against Holly's cunny as I fell against her and the seat.
She didn't seem to realize the meaning, though, and giggled. "I don't think we can sleep like this!"
"Will you calm down for a minute?" I pressed against the seat and pushed back. "We need to figure this out."
"I can sit in your lap!" Holly put idea into motion and scrambled over my arms until her butt was on my back. I felt a tug at my hand and discovered it was resting on one of the strings tying her bikini bottoms.
With her tiny waist, she'd been able to tie the strings into big, decorative bows. Now one side was loose.
"Now you can turn around and sit, see?"
Oh, great. If I turned right here, my face would be in her butt. I tried to ignore the tingle in my tongue and lips at the thought. I pushed first one leg then the other until I knelt on the edge of the leather seat and squirreled around instead.
I almost made it safely, but one of the pockets in my skirt caught on something. I felt the cloth stretching dangerously.
"Damn it."
"What's wrong?"
"My skirt is caught on something."
"Just a sec." She was turning against me, forcing the awareness of her hot body into my mind with each moment. I felt some tugs and heard a button pop open. Tension left the cloth and I was free to finish my turn.
Finally, I could sit in the stupid chair. But now my skirt was half off and my dick was rising. Holly was shifting and I realized she was about to plant herself on my cock.
"No, wait!" The bus lurched as it turned a corner and Holly tumbled into me.
I grabbed at her and managed to keep her bottom from plopping on my dick. It was still between her legs, though. The heat from her thighs caused it to twitch.
"Why? What—" A hand moved around and tiny fingers curled around my shaft.
I gasped. A shiver coursed through me as the wall in my mind with "she's my baby sister" painted over it developed a few more cracks.
"What's this?"
"It's my dick you dummy. Stop playing with it!"
"Oh!" Her fingers moved away. She squirmed and jerked in my arms at the same time as the bus braked.
She fell and thumped onto my thigh. At the same time I felt an explosion of warmth across my groin and belly. The scent of flowers and coconut rose around us. Holly's rump squished the tube of sunscreen in my pocket and it squirted all over us.
"Ewww! Did you just—"
"No, dummy. That's sunscreen."
"Oh, right."
She squirmed and more of it sprayed out.
"Stop moving! It's getting all over." Oh, damn. It was all over my dick and her butt.
"It's so warm," she giggled.
"It's been in my pocket the last couple hours. Can you get a towel from our bags?"
"Umm. I'll try." She leaned over and I discovered I could no longer hold her slippery butt. She slid right out of my hands to rub her little bottom against my crotch.
"Ah! Your thing!"
I could feel a little bit of cloth sliding along my skin. My dick twitched at the hot girl pressing against it.
"It's hitting my cunny!" Her voice squeaked.
"Calm down," I said. "Just stop moving and calm down. It just likes how warm you are and all this slippery stuff."
"I can't calm down!" She was shaking, her bottom twitching with her sharp movements. "It's hard and between my legs! I'm going to get pregnant!"
"What?" I shook my head as I tried to lift her up. My hands slid off her thighs and up to her ribs. The sunscreen sure didn't seem so slippery earlier!
"Don't you know how it works? Dicks go between a girl—"
"That's not what I meant!" I tried again but the oils on my hand made getting a good grip on the squirming girl difficult.
"First, a dick has to go in your vagina and produce semen. Second, you're not old enough. You have to have your period. Finally, I don't have a hard on. It's not even close—believe me we'd both know if it was."
I gave up on trying to lift her, and wrapped my arms around her for a hug instead. It comforted her a little, but she was still shaking. I felt her smooth back pressing against my front, boobs squished between us.
She mumbled something.
"Huh?"
"I had my first period a couple weeks ago."
I blinked. If it weren't for her being harder to hold than a greased piglet, I would have held her in the air to give her a shake.
"No way! You're eight. You have years to go!"
"No, I did!" She was struggling to speak. Her breathing was harsh, chest pushing against my arms.
"I woke up at night covered in blood and I screamed so much and Mom told me about it and—" her voice cut off in a sob.
"Oh, sweetie." I pulled her closer, my own eyes growing wet. "That had to be horrible! I'm so sorry."
Between her thighs, my dick softened again from my concern. "When was this? I didn't hear a thing about it."
"When you were at Mandi's sleep over," she mumbled.
Ah. Mandi and the other two girls had tried to fit my dick in them, but despite lube and bravery, the night had ended in failure for the big guy. The tit-jobs they'd ended up giving me were fun, but no compensation.
Oh, damn. I was thinking about sex again. My penis shifted between us.
"Is that why you didn't want to be alone in the toilet?" I felt her head bob against my chest as she nodded.
"I wish you told me. The first period is super scary and you had no warning. It's not fair you found out like that." This time I was the one to squirm, pulling her tighter against me. Her shoulder parted my boobs and I kissed her hair.
"I—I was afraid you'd make fun of me."
"I'll make fun of you for all sorts of things." I smiled at the promise. "But never for the changes your body goes though as you get older."
She turned some more, her bottom sliding against my thighs, to look at me. Her eyes shimmered in the soft blueish light from the LED strips along the cabin ceiling.
"I guess you know about things changing, huh?" At the moment the whistles from her missing tooth didn't bother me as much.
"Was it scary for you, too?"
"My first period?"
She nodded.
"Not as much, I'd been told and read about it. It was still a huge surprise but I was already carrying pads just in case. I was thirteen."
She closed her eyes and leaned against me. It was years since the last time I hugged her like this. I'd forgotten how nice it was.
At least her breathing was calming. I wondered if she was asleep when she spoke again.
"How big does it get?"
"What? Seriously? Why are you asking me that?"
"I mean. It feels huge. But you said it gets a lot bigger when hard. Aren't they supposed to be tiny when soft?"
"Um. Dicks are different. Like people's height or boob size. Some stay big all the time and just get hard. Others are small and get bigger when they get hard. With different sizes in between."
Her curious eyes drew the words out of me like a vacuum.
"And yours?" Her shoulder shifted but I didn't realize what she was doing until I felt her fingers prodding at the tip of my penis.
"Hey now. Stop that. If you keep doing those things it will get hard."
"Well if you won't tell me, I'll just have to measure it." Just a few moments down there and her fingers were slick from the sunscreen.
"Sixteen inches," I told her. "And real thick."
Her fingers left but her nose wrinkled in thought.
"Like this?" She held her hands a few inches apart. Raising her other arm caused my boob to shift against her.
My own hands, beaded with the slippery oils, took hers and spread them considerably further apart.
"More like this."
"Oh. Wow. That's pretty big." She paused a heartbeat. "Right?"
"Yeah. It's big. Too big."
"What do you mean?"
"It doesn't fit."
"Huh?"
"I can't find a girl my dick will fit in."
"Oh, no!" She twisted around enough to wrap her arms around my neck in a hug. Her bottom slid around, shifting my dick.
"I'm so sorry." Her breath was hot on my chest.
"Um. It's okay."
"How many have you tried?" She turned back and once she settled my dick was again between her butt cheeks. She didn't seem to mind so much this time. And it was certainly happy.
"Ten or so."
"Oh. Is it too big for me?"
"Holly!" My dick gave a lurch at my gasp. "Why would you ask that?"
"I just wondered. You have a big dick maybe I have a big vagina."
"It would reach to here." I traced my fingers up her tummy to her ribs. "Even if you were older and not my sister it probably wouldn't fit."
She giggled as my fingers tickled. I quickly stopped, though, since it made her bottom shake against my thighs. My penis, as easily excited as ever, grew a bit.
"It keeps changing size." Holly sounded curious. She moved her butt, sliding her slit against my dick in a couple little jerks.
"Stop that!" I grabbed her thighs, trying to hold her still.
"Of course it's getting bigger. There's a hot naked girl on my lap." I meant hot as in warm—which was true. Holly was a little, squirming furnace against me.
"You think I'm hot? Wait! I'm not naked. Who is this other girl?" She wiggled around, tossing her hair.
"You, Squirt. Where's your bikini?"
"What?" I heard her feeling around. "Wow. Wait. Where'd it go?"
She shifted around again, then I felt her rise up several inches. Tiny hands ran across my tummy, causing my breath to suck in.
"Yours is gone to!" She laughed. "We're both naked!"
"Shhh! Keep quiet! Do you want people to come back here and see?"
"Oh. Guess not." Her voice was a fake whisper now.
She started to drop back to my lap only to discover my dick, free from her weight, was in the air.
"Hey, it's in the way!"
"Just move forward a bit and let it slide along your back."
"Oh." She moved slowly, though, and I felt the head of my dick slide along her slit before leaving her mound. I tried to hurry her with my hands on her hips but she resisted.
"What are you doing?"
"Just feeling it," she said.
I blinked again. "W-why?"
"It's so hot and soft," she said. "It feels nice now that I'm not scared." She shifted a little, and the head of my cock slid the other direction.
She squeaked when I poked her in the side with a finger. "Hey, it's not a toy. We're covered in sunscreen already, I don't want a load of jizz, too. It doesn't smell nearly as nice."
"Jizz?"
"Semen. Baby stuff. There's lots of names for it."
"Oh, you mean if I keep doing this it'll come out?"
"Eventually." My admission was grudging. I didn't want to admit to myself, much less her, that she could make me spray.
"I thought it had to be inside?" She started moving her hips in a slow circle, feeling the head from different angles.
I wanted to move my hands and grab it away from her, but she caught my wrists.
"The semen has to get inside you to make you pregnant. There's lots of ways to make it shoot without going into a pus—vagina."
"You were going to say 'pussy'." Her giggle was light and flirting. In the dim light, I could almost pretend she was someone else. Except for the distinctive lisp from her missing tooth.
Her touch was light enough my dick wasn't growing any stiffer. Though I was sure that would change if she kept going. As it was, I could feel pre-cum starting to ooze out.
Along with the size of my dick, I produced copious amounts of both sperm and precum. It made cleaning up after masturbation sessions difficult.
Holly noticed the pre as well. "It's a lot more slippery."
"Yeah, other stuff comes out to make things slick. Makes it easier for sex—at least when not covered in coconut oil."
Another giggle from her and she finally started to sit. The head pushed against her slit and I could feel it bending as slowly lowered herself.
I expected it to shoot forward between her thighs again, but it slid back instead—perhaps she angled her bottom a little. It slipped right between her cheeks and kissed her asshole.
Her butt was dripping with the sunscreen and before I knew it, the head pushed her hole open a tiny bit.
"Oh!" She shifted her body, but the head stayed between her plump cheeks. I gasped, unconsciously jerking my hips and pushed against her tiny rosebud.
Holly rose again and my head popped out from between her butt cheeks. I felt her fingers touch then wrap around the top of my shaft.
"H-holly. What are you doing?" I had to will myself from pushing it into her hand.
"I'm thinking." Her answer wasn't much help to me. Sunscreen oozed from between my fingers at her waist.
"Can't you think without your hand there? It's going to get bigger!"
Her other hand was doing something, fumbling near my side. At least my hands were free. But when I tried to move her away, she gripped tighter on my dick.
When I moaned, she started moving her fingers around. That caused me to gasp.
I discovered her plan when she suddenly squirted the rest of the sunscreen out of the bottle. It streamed all over the head of my dick, her fingers, and down my belly.
The bottle spluttered as she forced the last of it out with a few squeezes.
"Fuck, Holly, what are you doing?" It took me a few seconds to find my voice. Her actions startled me enough to wilt my dick, except her hand was sliding up and down it.
Her bottom descended again. The tip missed her anus, but with a few wiggles it was kissing her little hole again. There was so much sunscreen, it almost slid right past.
"You can't be serious." This time I was the one with the squeaky voice.
"I've pooped bigger than this," she said. "It might not fit in my pussy," she added emphasis to the word, "but I bet it can fit in here."
My penis bent under the pressure she was exerting. I was about to tell her to give up when she relaxed her anus and the tip shot inside.
I gasped, my whole body jerking, and she made a surprised noise, a mix between a yelp and a moan.
My first time inside a girl and it was my little sister's butt. What was going on in her head?
"See? I told you it would fit." Her breath came in little pants.
"There's a hell of a lot more." My own voice wasn't much steadier.
The buttery lotion oozed around her fingers, covering my dick as she continued to push back. I was quickly lost in the sensation. There was a tight ring slowly moving down dick like a mouth gobbling it up. The walls inside grasped it, pressing tightly.
At first her ass pushed at me, every hairs breadth of penetration a fight. Then my head was past a magical point and suddenly it was like her butt sucked me in.
Holly gasped, her breath going out of her all at once, as she slid back several inches.
"Is it in?" Her excitement purred in her voice.
"Some of it." I felt her shoulder back against my breasts again. Her hand moved down my shaft until she reached my belly.
"It's too much," I told her. I tightened my fingers on her waist. "You did great. No one else has gotten this much inside."
"I think I can do more."
I shook my head and started to push her away. "No, stop, Holly. I don't want to hurt you."
She resisted. "I'll stop if it hurts. Promise. I don't want to be hurt either."
"This isn't right, Holly. It doesn't matter how horny I am, you're my little sister." I managed to push her a couple inches away, my dick starting to slide out.
"I don't care. I want to." She won the argument simply by lifting her feet. Suddenly I was dealing with the weight of her entire body. Normally it wouldn't be an issue—but my hands and her skin were both coated with oils. She slid through my fingers, my hands going from her waist to her ribs as she impaled herself on my cock.
"Alright, you win." I was gasping. The feeling of her wrapped around me was unbelievable. "Just go slow."
She lowered her feet to the cushion again. Her descent slowed as she neared my belly.
"Okay. Now it's in, right?"
Though it was strained, I couldn't help but laugh. "Almost. There's some more to go."
Her hands were as slippery as mine now. Her fingers slid along my belly as she explored.
"This feels so weird." She shifted, moving her butt in different directions. The end of my dick pressed against something. "You're hitting something. I can feel it." She gasped and shivered. I felt her body quaking around my shaft.
"Does it hurt?"
"Noooo." She moved again. My dick had to be too big, right? "It's very sharp. Like when I'm sick and need to poo real bad. Oh!" Her voice rose higher at the same time her breath left. My dick burst past the barrier into a new softness and she flopped against me, her butt cheeks squishing against my groin.
I couldn't think of anything to say so I slid my hands over her ribs to massage her little nipples. Her back arched under my hands then relaxed again. My penis trembled in her body, slowly filling and growing.
"It's growing." Her voice was an awe-struck whisper. "I can feel it filling my belly."
She was sitting at a slight angle, she wrapped her hands around my right breast and began stroking it. She wasn't the first girl who played with my boobs, but her small hands felt wonderful in their difference.
As my cock grew to full size in her body, she shifted a bit, or gasped and shudder, but she kept her bottom planted firmly at the base of my cock. After a while she lifted a leg, placing the heel on the chair in front of us.
We didn't say anything for a while. Our hands explored each other. I don't think my dick had ever grown so slow. Her bottom was so tight I could feel each pulse of blood, each heartbeat which filled my shaft.
Each time my dick grew enough to force her from my groin, she twisted her hips and used the leverage from her leg to push herself back in place. Usually with a low moan.
When I heard the noises she made, I wanted to tell her to stop, that it was enough, we had done plenty already. The sensation pouring into my body from my excited cock caused a hesitation which lasted until the next time.
Holly's little body trembled around my shaft like a hot flame on a candle. Tremors and her heartbeat caressed my length. Her ass flexed around the base of my shaft like fingers, but without the hardness of bone.
She finally broke the spell of our silence with an awe-filled whisper. "I can feel it."
"I'd hope so!" I couldn't help but laugh. She giggled as well and I felt an odd tension, a weight on my shoulders, leave me.
"Not what I mean." She found my hand and pulled it to her belly. There was a hard shape angling through her body. The vague presence of our hands transferred through her guts to my dick.
I realized my penis, while almost fully engorged, wasn't quite hard. It formed a curled shape in her body. In contrast to usual though, it felt ten times as sensitive. Or maybe the increase was due to being buried in my sister's body.
Our hands explored the shape, the pressure causing shivers to rise in both our bodies. She tilted her head, the smile lighting her face brought a rush of emotions which overwhelmed me. I felt a tension rise then snap in my mind as my back curved, lifting my bottom, grinding against her weight.
Holly made a soft noise, her arm going around my shoulder and hand curled in my hair. Her mouth stayed open, a low noise coming out, as she undulated on the cock curving through her middle.
My dick spasmed as it my jism erupted from deep within my body, traveled in pulsing surges up my cock and sprayed in her belly. Each of the tight barriers pierced by my cum-hose squeezed enough to momentarily stop the flow until the pressure overcame them. Hot jism burst from my dick's head pulses.
I was a roiling bag of meat connected to my penis. The climax pulled my seed from body and pumped it into my sister's belly.
Against my body, Holly was a writhing mass, the flexing of her body sucking up the flood of batter as fast as it poured into her. She buried her face against my chest to muffle her guttural noises with my skin.
More spunk poured into her. I came for what seemed like minutes to my dazed and battered mind. My cock pumped until my insides ached but kept going. I felt a surge within my core, an odd aching in my breasts, and a new wave of jelly rolled out of me. Heat blossomed in my body, reached into the body wriggling around my cock, and burned in my mind.
Our tongues touched, slipped against another, as we kissed. I was barely aware of the contact, the wet at our lips and cheeks, the salty flavor of tears. The sharp sting of bile forced out of Holly's body. A background of sensations overwhelmed by the surging orgasm hammering at my consciousness.
Then everything went dark.