La extraña relación entre mí mujer y su hermana. VII

This is the essential part between Cami's story and her sister Mica's.
Reaching total pleasure.
It had been a short time since Camila had discovered the pleasure she could provoke in her body with her own hands. She was taking advantage of nights in her bed to live that moment of being alone with herself. Generating that sensation that took her to the extreme of delirium, that took her out of the world, that made her forget everything around her. So much did she identify with the search for that pleasure that she didn't notice her sister, from the bed next door, her only sister with whom she shared everything, was watching her in silence. She was a witness, just a few centimeters away, to the whirlwind that was crossing her body. She was a spectator of how she manipulated her excitement until it reached the uncontrollable explosion of orgasm.
That night Camila found out. And it wasn't by chance. It was her own sister Micaela who told her...

It had been several nights since Micaela woke up to hear her sister Camila moaning. Thinking she was having a nightmare, she almost didn't wake her up.

But something in the tone of her sister's cries indicated that these weren't screams of fear. She understood that the trembling that shook Camila's bed wasn't caused by a bad dream.

She didn't know what to do; the situation left her paralyzed.

She felt an agitation coursing through her chest at that moment. In her head, she wondered: What was happening to her sister? Why was her heart beating so strongly in her? Suddenly, a feverish state enveloped her body. With those sensations and questions, she fell asleep for the first time.

Micaela soon discovered that Camila's situation repeated almost every night. And each time it happened, she could feel something also happening to herself. Something from her deepest interior was trying to emerge.

Night after night Micaela pretended to sleep, hoping to achieve this by watching her sister and imitating her. She didn't know what she was doing well, but understood that what she did led to an extreme sensation. She tried to caress herself, but although she felt her body's reactions, she couldn't reach the level of alienation Camila reached.

This is how one night Micaela decided to ask for help from her sister.

Cami: Teach me to enjoy it like this too? - she said...

Camila took time to understand that the one speaking was her sister. So absorbed was she in enjoying her own fantasy.

When she realized it was Micaela who was talking, the sensation was ambiguous. First, she felt discovered. She felt lacking. She felt invaded in her deepest intimacy.

But then she saw her sister. Sitting on the bed, leaning against the headboard with her knees... levantadas, I could see her legs and even her white underwear. I could see the curiosity and the plea in her face. And somehow she saw herself. She saw a younger version of herself. She thought about the time she would have gained if she had someone to teach her.

And when she saw her sister, noticing how similar they were, she also had another thought that excited her. She thought that touching her sister was like touching herself. It was fulfilling a little that crazy fantasy of being able to leave her body and give herself pleasure from outside.

We looked at each other for a few seconds. Camila got up from her bed and sat in front of Micaela. She put her legs in the same position as her sister, with her knees up. And she asked her determinedly: - What do you want to learn?

The two of us sitting on the bed, facing each other, hugging our own raised knees, looking at each other. The two of us wearing only underwear and a large, worn-out shirt like pajamas. The two of us expecting the reaction of the other. We could have been just one person in front of the mirror.

- I want to feel what you feel, but it's not coming out.- said Micaela, blushing a little.

Camila looked at her with understanding and tenderness. She said: - Okay, show me...

Micaela separated her knees, showed off her underwear, brought her hand up to her crotch and started scratching her vulva through the fabric in a clumsy way.

Camila held back her laughter. She said That's not it. Do it with gentleness, with sweetness and prepared to show her. It's easier without this she said, getting up to take off her underwear, which her sister almost did at the same time.

Now we're facing each other again, but with our legs open, showing ourselves and looking at each other.

We observed each other for a while, discovering each other. It was also something new for Camila to see a pussy up close like that, even her own. she looked at Camila with a desire to learn. Camila wanted to convey to Micaela all the enjoyment that could be achieved by just rubbing fingers together.

Camila brought her hands closer and separated her lips from her vagina. Micaela did the same.

Camila ran her index finger from bottom to top, until it touched her clitoris, which made her let out a sigh of pleasure. Micaela imitated her roughly, but didn't feel anything.

Camila felt stimulated by her sister's gaze and was excited. She perceived her fingers getting wet as she touched herself. Micaela noticed these changes in her sister's gestures and wanted to know what it was like.

Camila felt the heat rising through her body and had the need to caress her breasts with her free hand. Micaela copied the movements, but was cold.

Camila felt her body reacting to even the slightest contact of her hand, saw her sister looking at her attentively, eager to feel the same. But she couldn't.

With frustration, Micaela begged her sister in a sob help me, please

Camila stopped abruptly. She had let herself get carried away by the moment, focusing on her own pleasure and forgetting about her sister. She looked at her fixedly, saw her frustrated, sad. She leaned over to comfort her. She hugged her and held her. She pressed her face against her sister's head and kissed her hair. That soft hair with a sweet aroma so similar to hers. She was caressing her shoulders holding her back. She felt the smooth and warm skin as she ran her hand down her sister's arm. Calm down, calm down. You'll learn she said and kissed her head.

- Touch me. I want to feel it.
- Camila hesitated for a second, feeling like it. Many likes. But it seemed too much.

- Touch me. Please. Please.
-Camila hesitated. She contained herself. She wanted to do it.

- Cami, please. Do it.
-Finally Micaela said and taking her sister's hand led it to her sex.
Camila felt the first spark as soon as she touched her sister's vagina. It was almost like she had touched herself. She noticed it was hot, but dry. Then she licked her fingers and brought them closer now moistened by her saliva. Micaela felt the difference at the first contact. Soon she felt a shiver.

Camila caressed her sister and noticed how her gaze relaxed and her body loosened up. In some way, she had her in her power, totally surrendered to the movement of her hand. That thought generated a reaction in her own clitoris.

Micaela moved her lips as if murmuring something, closed her eyes with force, bit her lip corner, completely immersed in the sensation that flooded her. Camila recognized those gestures: they were the ones she herself made when touching herself.

The proximity to Mica allowed her to perceive the growing heat emanating from her body. She was burning. Cami couldn't resist lifting her shirt, undressing her breasts and caressing them. Some breasts almost identical to hers. Mica reacted to those caresses by arching her back a little. Giving herself up even more to her sister's hands.

Cami didn't stop playing with her fingers while watching her move her tongue with rapid movements, as if licking the air, and she also recognized that gesture of hers.

The end was near, Camila could see it in Mica's cheeks, but she also felt it in her own body. Seeing her sister about to experience her first orgasm. Being herself the one generating it. The one giving it to her. Exciting her too much...

It was because Mica looked so beautiful at that moment. Her agitated breathing, her hot body, soft gasps, involuntary movements of her body and that tongue that agitated like Camila's fingers over her... That beautiful tongue, coming out from that swollen mouth, shining with saliva...

She couldn't help herself and kissed her. Kissed her with passion. Kissed her hard. She caressed all her mouth. With her lips and tongue. She kissed him at the exact moment of orgasm. And that excited her so much that the delirium was contagious. Without even touching each other, without stimulating her sex. Only with the sensation of soft friction between the lips, she also finished.

 Esa fue la noche que selló la unión entre esos dos cuerpos curiosos de placer. El tiempo las llevaría a explorarse a fondo, mutuamente, a descubrirse y a entregarse hasta el más mínimo detalle, a elegirse en cada oportunidad. 


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Parte 0:
https://poringa.net/posts/relatos/3767844/La-extrana-relacion-entre-mi-mujer-y-su-hermana-0.html


Parte 1:
https://poringa.net/posts/relatos/3769926/La-extrana-relacion-entre-mi-mujer-y-su-hermana-I.html


Parte 2:
https://poringa.net/posts/relatos/3775461/La-extrana-relacion-entre-mi-mujer-y-su-hermana-II.html


Parte 3:
https://poringa.net/posts/relatos/3782256/La-extrana-relacion-entre-mi-mujer-y-su-hermana-III.html


Parte 4
https://poringa.net/posts/relatos/3784392/La-extrana-relacion-entre-mi-mujer-y-su-hermana-IV.html


Parte 5
https://poringa.net/posts/relatos/3788773/La-extrana-relacion-entre-mi-mujer-y-su-hermana-V.html


Parte 6
https://poringa.net/posts/relatos/3791588/La-extrana-relacion-entre-mi-mujer-y-su-hermana-VI.html




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