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Chapter 8
Dance
The bright red numbers on the digital clock in the room marked 5:43 a.m. He realized that the alcohol in his system had taken effect when he tripped over the bedframe two months ago, causing a hilarious laugh that he struggled to hide. It was likely that So was already asleep.
It had been only ten minutes since the taxi dropped them off at the apartment, fighting with the foggy button panel of the elevator and against his younger sister's scandalous laughter, which found humor in even the dirtiest forms on the floor tiles. But once he entered the room, she fell silent and showed no signs of life.
Lu removed her jacket and noticed a small lump in one of the inner pockets, immediately flooded with stimulating memories. She pulled out the tiny thong and stretched it, noticing a stain of humidity in the most intimate area. She palpated it with her fingers, recreating the cold sensation, making herself think it was So's flow. She sighed deeply as she felt another spark of excitement, similar to what she had felt continuously throughout the night.
She didn't know how far they could go or where she should direct it. The only thing certain was that she was enjoying it too much.
Her head was a hurricane of conflicting emotions; reason warned her not only was it wrong but also could end up hurting them both. But the most primitive feeling, impossible to control once it blooms, pushed and pressured her to follow this almost animal desire that continued to grow inside her.
She pressed the garment against her fingers again and walked over to the nightstand, gave it a final glance, and decided to leave it on the nightstand... and the door burst open.
So appeared, still dressed and holding her phone. In her disheveled appearance and way of walking, it was clear that she too was drunk, but not... sufficient to notice her own thong in the hand of her sister. Lu saw her expression while looking at her, but couldn't really perceive what was going through her head.
― Hello... ― greeted the younger one finally. She brought her hands to her back and balanced herself in the same place with a nearly childish gesture.
― Hello — responded Lu. She left the thong on the table and dedicated all her attention to her sister.
— I was thinking... — said, bringing the phone very close to her face and began typing quickly. The sound of the car's horns suddenly activated. — I was thinking...
— What were you thinking?
— We didn't have a chance to dance today — evident nervousness, a timidity that made Lu tender but decided to bother her a little.
— Of course we danced, with Carlos, with Thalía, with Lorena, with Joel...
— Tsk — clicked her tongue when she heard the name of her sister's friend. The boy, having been rejected by the girl he had spent most of the night with, began an insistence with Lu that became quite irritating. — Come on, come with us! — said finally. A reggaeton song from around 2005 started playing at a prudent volume so as not to disturb the neighbors. So left her phone just next to her intimate garment and began walking towards them to eliminate the distance between them.
Her eyes made contact and So began to sway her hips with a rhythmic movement, following the repetitive and contagious patterns of the melody.
Lu ignored completely the title of the song or even who sang it. For her, reggaeton sounded identical regardless of the singer's name, but dancing it was a totally different matter. She adapted to the atmosphere and danced anything, especially if her partner attracted her and moved in such a sensual way as So did.
She quickly became captivated by her sister's quasi-erotic dance and took hold of her waist possessively. With a movement that seemed natural and It is necessary, So crossed his arms behind his neck, embracing each other in a rhythmic hug.
Now, the two of them were moving to the rhythm of the music, rubbing against each other with desire in each collision of hips that simulated the waves crashing against the coast. Their lips stuck together with hunger on So's temple, perceiving the taste of sweat and shampoo. Their breasts flattened and rubbed against each other with every movement.
So turned around, offering his back. He pressed himself against Lu's chest, moved her hips, feeling Lu's pubis stimulating his back that was almost bare from the sensual movements and threw his head back when the skin on his back was caressed by Lu's firm breasts.
A wet kiss on the neck provoked a pleasure to traverse his body like lightning and without realizing it, he had arched his back and lifted his hips, a quick movement that ended up lifting his dress and exposing his ass in danger. But he didn't care, he just wanted to feel what he had desired all night.
He arched his back more and tensed his legs, adopting an overly erotic position for it to be called a dance. The cold fingers caressed the column before tracing the entire length of Lu's crotch with her ass, surrendering. She was too excited to measure her behavior. Her pussy was wet, ready for whatever Lu wanted.
A loud groan echoed through the walls of the room when a firm and dominant hand grasped his back tightly, forcing him to lower himself almost abruptly. His ankles felt the tension as his heels lifted, leaving him on all fours.
Lu noticed the watery humidity descending in her thighs and retreated just enough to observe the shiny inflated and dilated folds. Immediately, the uncontrollable desire to touch it seized her. But she used all her willpower to resist, her sister was new, even in relationships with women. and didn't want to ruin it with her.
He buried his fingers in her hairy scalp, taking a thick portion of hair and pulled on it, forcing her to straighten up. Her back crashed fiercely against his chest and the tilted head hollowed out between his neck and shoulder. The profile of her face showed him a sweaty and panting one, with eyes fogged by a bloody excitement that could only be mitigated in one way. A moist whimper soaked his senses when his sister moved, causing friction on the source of his excitement.
Now his teeth tortured her skin on her shoulders and continued down her back before returning to the corner of her lips, the most appetizing he had ever known. Self-control was disappearing from his system.
There was no need to speak; the urgency and heat they felt in their bodies did it for them. They opened their eyes at the same time and looked fixedly at each other, discovering that the other's urgency was only comparable to her own and so she discovered that knowing she was responsible for provoking that state in Lu generated a pleasure she had very rarely felt and which balanced very close to orgasm.
She bit her lower lip when her gaze fell on her sister's eyes and didn't even realize she had turned to face her. She passed her arms over his shoulders again, this time intertwining her fingers in the curls of hair, feeling Lu holding her firmly and sticking her to her with a brusqueness almost painful. She sobbed with pleasure when she felt a strong leg pushing between hers, feeling the fiber of the fabric stimulating her swollen and humid flesh directly.
Her eyes danced between the brilliant caramel irises and the voluptuous lips a couple of times. She bit her lip again when she felt the pressure in her sex and couldn't help it: with an urgent need, she assaulted his mouth with hunger for her. She sucked on her lower lip and invaded the entire mouth, using Her tongue to explore it.
Grimaced sonorously, but the noise died in Lu's throat, who had increased the intensity of the kiss at the same time as emphasizing the friction between her thighs with pelvic movements. Quickly, dominance passed to the older one after biting painfully the lower lip of her sister. It was the ferocity of a lioness in the form of a kiss; rough, violent, voracious, but sensual and loaded with so much desire that So felt like she would come undone at any moment.
She let herself be done when one of the hands landed on her left breast and was manhandled with urgency, running the dress fabric and leaving it bare. When Lu felt the rigid button against her palm, she used her index finger and thumb as a pincer to pinch it with spite.
So separated, initially by a vital need like breathing, and to release a groan that had been vibrating in her throat after feeling the pinch on the sensitive nipple.
The older one took advantage of the moment to attack the neck. She used her teeth as if she were the very same Carmilla, her leg lifted and moved with each movement of the hips and the nails of her right hand had begun to leave red streaks on the thigh.
The barriers had fallen like fragile crystals and doubts had disappeared completely. It was both's fault for having reached a point where there was no return.
― Lu ― moaned her name in an erotic way that the named one had to juggle not to fall into the abyss of orgasm.
― Tell me.― She growled.
― Almost, almost…―
― Are you going to come?― Asked sarcastically, knowing the answer because she was in the same state.
―Mmmmmmmm― dragged the í, as if trying to delay orgasm.
― Are you going to run for me? ― She whispered in her ear, nibbling on the lobe of her right ear.
― Oh, God, yes…
Lu lowered her leg and So immediately felt abandoned, but was surprised to see her left hand heading towards her crotch. She looked at her sister fixedly, but none said anything, she just waited for the rough touch in her dilated pussy.
She caressed her belly before dragging her fingers all the way down to reach her clitoris. Only a couple of firm rubs were needed for So to come, releasing all the tension she had accumulated over weeks. Her muscles tensed and her stomach contracted. She felt her throat closing and couldn't breathe. She lost control of her body, which shook spasmodically as an avalanche of pleasure saturated each of her senses and made her cry out intermittently. Lu was forced to kiss her again to prevent any indecorous sound from escaping the room.
She herself was feeling the lashes of her own orgasm when she decided to rub against her sister's thigh. Both ended up sinking into a vortex of sensations almost at the same time.
Lu had to hold onto the lower one so she wouldn't fall face-first onto the floor. The aftereffects of orgasm were still present, even minutes later, draining the little energy that was left.
She opened her eyes languidly and found herself facing her sister's face and couldn't help but smile widely, big, even happy. She let out a small laugh that infected the other one.
― Lu, I can't move, take me…
― So, the spoiled one.
― It's your fault…
She loaded her with pleasure and took her to the bed, finishing by removing her dress. She also started, her pants and underwear had ended up in a mess so she threw them directly into the dirty laundry basket. The blouse and jacket ended up on the floor along with The boots. Treaded over the bed, passing above his sister and dragged the sheet to cover both of them. Then he moved, adjusting his head in the hollow of her neck and arms on her shoulders, holding onto her possessively. Lu lifted his gaze and saw under the faint light of night the small white ball of fabric on his bedside table.Because of you, stupid thong...New year, new chapter of the world's most sexy redheaded sisters. Finally they ate each other out, made them beg xD Hope you enjoyed it. Remember you can follow me on my social media and support me. Thanks for reading!
Chapter 8
Dance
The bright red numbers on the digital clock in the room marked 5:43 a.m. He realized that the alcohol in his system had taken effect when he tripped over the bedframe two months ago, causing a hilarious laugh that he struggled to hide. It was likely that So was already asleep.It had been only ten minutes since the taxi dropped them off at the apartment, fighting with the foggy button panel of the elevator and against his younger sister's scandalous laughter, which found humor in even the dirtiest forms on the floor tiles. But once he entered the room, she fell silent and showed no signs of life.
Lu removed her jacket and noticed a small lump in one of the inner pockets, immediately flooded with stimulating memories. She pulled out the tiny thong and stretched it, noticing a stain of humidity in the most intimate area. She palpated it with her fingers, recreating the cold sensation, making herself think it was So's flow. She sighed deeply as she felt another spark of excitement, similar to what she had felt continuously throughout the night.
She didn't know how far they could go or where she should direct it. The only thing certain was that she was enjoying it too much.
Her head was a hurricane of conflicting emotions; reason warned her not only was it wrong but also could end up hurting them both. But the most primitive feeling, impossible to control once it blooms, pushed and pressured her to follow this almost animal desire that continued to grow inside her.
She pressed the garment against her fingers again and walked over to the nightstand, gave it a final glance, and decided to leave it on the nightstand... and the door burst open.
So appeared, still dressed and holding her phone. In her disheveled appearance and way of walking, it was clear that she too was drunk, but not... sufficient to notice her own thong in the hand of her sister. Lu saw her expression while looking at her, but couldn't really perceive what was going through her head.
― Hello... ― greeted the younger one finally. She brought her hands to her back and balanced herself in the same place with a nearly childish gesture.
― Hello — responded Lu. She left the thong on the table and dedicated all her attention to her sister.
— I was thinking... — said, bringing the phone very close to her face and began typing quickly. The sound of the car's horns suddenly activated. — I was thinking...
— What were you thinking?
— We didn't have a chance to dance today — evident nervousness, a timidity that made Lu tender but decided to bother her a little.
— Of course we danced, with Carlos, with Thalía, with Lorena, with Joel...
— Tsk — clicked her tongue when she heard the name of her sister's friend. The boy, having been rejected by the girl he had spent most of the night with, began an insistence with Lu that became quite irritating. — Come on, come with us! — said finally. A reggaeton song from around 2005 started playing at a prudent volume so as not to disturb the neighbors. So left her phone just next to her intimate garment and began walking towards them to eliminate the distance between them.
Her eyes made contact and So began to sway her hips with a rhythmic movement, following the repetitive and contagious patterns of the melody.
Lu ignored completely the title of the song or even who sang it. For her, reggaeton sounded identical regardless of the singer's name, but dancing it was a totally different matter. She adapted to the atmosphere and danced anything, especially if her partner attracted her and moved in such a sensual way as So did.
She quickly became captivated by her sister's quasi-erotic dance and took hold of her waist possessively. With a movement that seemed natural and It is necessary, So crossed his arms behind his neck, embracing each other in a rhythmic hug.
Now, the two of them were moving to the rhythm of the music, rubbing against each other with desire in each collision of hips that simulated the waves crashing against the coast. Their lips stuck together with hunger on So's temple, perceiving the taste of sweat and shampoo. Their breasts flattened and rubbed against each other with every movement.
So turned around, offering his back. He pressed himself against Lu's chest, moved her hips, feeling Lu's pubis stimulating his back that was almost bare from the sensual movements and threw his head back when the skin on his back was caressed by Lu's firm breasts.
A wet kiss on the neck provoked a pleasure to traverse his body like lightning and without realizing it, he had arched his back and lifted his hips, a quick movement that ended up lifting his dress and exposing his ass in danger. But he didn't care, he just wanted to feel what he had desired all night.
He arched his back more and tensed his legs, adopting an overly erotic position for it to be called a dance. The cold fingers caressed the column before tracing the entire length of Lu's crotch with her ass, surrendering. She was too excited to measure her behavior. Her pussy was wet, ready for whatever Lu wanted.
A loud groan echoed through the walls of the room when a firm and dominant hand grasped his back tightly, forcing him to lower himself almost abruptly. His ankles felt the tension as his heels lifted, leaving him on all fours.
Lu noticed the watery humidity descending in her thighs and retreated just enough to observe the shiny inflated and dilated folds. Immediately, the uncontrollable desire to touch it seized her. But she used all her willpower to resist, her sister was new, even in relationships with women. and didn't want to ruin it with her.
He buried his fingers in her hairy scalp, taking a thick portion of hair and pulled on it, forcing her to straighten up. Her back crashed fiercely against his chest and the tilted head hollowed out between his neck and shoulder. The profile of her face showed him a sweaty and panting one, with eyes fogged by a bloody excitement that could only be mitigated in one way. A moist whimper soaked his senses when his sister moved, causing friction on the source of his excitement.
Now his teeth tortured her skin on her shoulders and continued down her back before returning to the corner of her lips, the most appetizing he had ever known. Self-control was disappearing from his system.
There was no need to speak; the urgency and heat they felt in their bodies did it for them. They opened their eyes at the same time and looked fixedly at each other, discovering that the other's urgency was only comparable to her own and so she discovered that knowing she was responsible for provoking that state in Lu generated a pleasure she had very rarely felt and which balanced very close to orgasm.
She bit her lower lip when her gaze fell on her sister's eyes and didn't even realize she had turned to face her. She passed her arms over his shoulders again, this time intertwining her fingers in the curls of hair, feeling Lu holding her firmly and sticking her to her with a brusqueness almost painful. She sobbed with pleasure when she felt a strong leg pushing between hers, feeling the fiber of the fabric stimulating her swollen and humid flesh directly.
Her eyes danced between the brilliant caramel irises and the voluptuous lips a couple of times. She bit her lip again when she felt the pressure in her sex and couldn't help it: with an urgent need, she assaulted his mouth with hunger for her. She sucked on her lower lip and invaded the entire mouth, using Her tongue to explore it.
Grimaced sonorously, but the noise died in Lu's throat, who had increased the intensity of the kiss at the same time as emphasizing the friction between her thighs with pelvic movements. Quickly, dominance passed to the older one after biting painfully the lower lip of her sister. It was the ferocity of a lioness in the form of a kiss; rough, violent, voracious, but sensual and loaded with so much desire that So felt like she would come undone at any moment.
She let herself be done when one of the hands landed on her left breast and was manhandled with urgency, running the dress fabric and leaving it bare. When Lu felt the rigid button against her palm, she used her index finger and thumb as a pincer to pinch it with spite.
So separated, initially by a vital need like breathing, and to release a groan that had been vibrating in her throat after feeling the pinch on the sensitive nipple.
The older one took advantage of the moment to attack the neck. She used her teeth as if she were the very same Carmilla, her leg lifted and moved with each movement of the hips and the nails of her right hand had begun to leave red streaks on the thigh.
The barriers had fallen like fragile crystals and doubts had disappeared completely. It was both's fault for having reached a point where there was no return.
― Lu ― moaned her name in an erotic way that the named one had to juggle not to fall into the abyss of orgasm.
― Tell me.― She growled.
― Almost, almost…―
― Are you going to come?― Asked sarcastically, knowing the answer because she was in the same state.
―Mmmmmmmm― dragged the í, as if trying to delay orgasm.
― Are you going to run for me? ― She whispered in her ear, nibbling on the lobe of her right ear.
― Oh, God, yes…
Lu lowered her leg and So immediately felt abandoned, but was surprised to see her left hand heading towards her crotch. She looked at her sister fixedly, but none said anything, she just waited for the rough touch in her dilated pussy.
She caressed her belly before dragging her fingers all the way down to reach her clitoris. Only a couple of firm rubs were needed for So to come, releasing all the tension she had accumulated over weeks. Her muscles tensed and her stomach contracted. She felt her throat closing and couldn't breathe. She lost control of her body, which shook spasmodically as an avalanche of pleasure saturated each of her senses and made her cry out intermittently. Lu was forced to kiss her again to prevent any indecorous sound from escaping the room.
She herself was feeling the lashes of her own orgasm when she decided to rub against her sister's thigh. Both ended up sinking into a vortex of sensations almost at the same time.
Lu had to hold onto the lower one so she wouldn't fall face-first onto the floor. The aftereffects of orgasm were still present, even minutes later, draining the little energy that was left.
She opened her eyes languidly and found herself facing her sister's face and couldn't help but smile widely, big, even happy. She let out a small laugh that infected the other one.
― Lu, I can't move, take me…
― So, the spoiled one.
― It's your fault…
She loaded her with pleasure and took her to the bed, finishing by removing her dress. She also started, her pants and underwear had ended up in a mess so she threw them directly into the dirty laundry basket. The blouse and jacket ended up on the floor along with The boots. Treaded over the bed, passing above his sister and dragged the sheet to cover both of them. Then he moved, adjusting his head in the hollow of her neck and arms on her shoulders, holding onto her possessively. Lu lifted his gaze and saw under the faint light of night the small white ball of fabric on his bedside table.Because of you, stupid thong...New year, new chapter of the world's most sexy redheaded sisters. Finally they ate each other out, made them beg xD Hope you enjoyed it. Remember you can follow me on my social media and support me. Thanks for reading!
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