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Title: Big Sister - Big Surprise!
Author: Megan Luce
IV BBS Filename: MEGAN2.Zip
Last revision: January 23, 1993
Big Sister - Big Surprise!
by Megan Luce
I had been on my own at college for two months, when one day, out
of the blue, I found a letter from my older sister Julie in my
mailbox. It was startling since I hadn't seen Julie since she had
left home five years ago, an hour after her high school
graduation. She left because she planned to be a model, a career
which my parents absolutely forbade as "immoral." I had only
spoken to her a few times in those years, because my father had
declared her 'persona non grata' in our household. But I received
occasional surreptitious messages through a cousin, and I had
hoped that some day we could get together.
Her career was going very well, she said, and she wanted me
to come visit for a weekend, to catch up on the missing years and
to get to know one another again. She enclosed a check for airfare
and incidentals. I was thrilled and called her that night; we
arranged the visit for the following weekend. She said that if she
were on a job when I arrived, her roommate Kelly would be there to
let me in and keep me amused until Julie got home.
But when I got to the very luxurious apartment building, no
one was home. It was my fault, since I was so excited I changed at
the last minute to an earlier flight, hoping to lengthen our visit
by a few hours. But it was not a real problem; I just settled down
in the gorgeous lobby and finished the studying I needed to do for
the next week. Just as I finished, a lovely girl not much older
than I came over and introduced herself as Kelly. She fell all
over herself apologizing for not being there when I arrived - as
if a few hours in a plush lobby was a hardship. She seemed
genuinely upset about it, despite my protests, but eventually she
guided me to the elevator and to their palatial home.
Kelly was so lovely that I felt beside her I looked like
someone who lived in a dumpster and ate at bus stations - or vice
versa. Her shoulder length blonde hair seemed to glow with health
and her deep blue eyes sparkled with a need to please. Her
perfectly made up lips had that ripe fullness French starlets
strive for but seldom attain.
Kelly was no taller than I, just 5'2" of indecently
voluptuous carnality. Her breasts were magnificently full and
rounded, jutting proudly with no trace of sag or flattening,
despite the red silk blouse so tight and clinging that the
puckering of her aureolae lent texture to the filmy material.
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From her mouthwatering 36C bosom, Kelly's body tapered
sharply to a waist even smaller than the 23" which hours of agony
at the health club gave me, then flared almost lewdly to 34" or
35." Her thighs, pressing against her tight, short skirt, looked
strong but not muscular, and did not quite meet when she stood. As
I followed her to the living room, the two perfectly matched
globes of her lovely ass jiggled so temptingly that I blushed when
I realized my hand was moving toward them.
I hardly had time to shower and change before Julie was
home. She looked absolutely stunning - like a model, I thought,
then felt foolish. She took a quick shower and changed into jeans
and T-shirt, then in five minutes we were as comfortable together
as we had always been before, and chatted non-stop until Kelly
announced dinner.
It was a fantastic meal, the best I'd ever had in a private
home, and Julie and I continued to chatter throughout. Kelly
seemed quiet and a little nervous, but I thought it was just that
she felt a little left out of our reminiscences. I resolved that
later I would make an effort to include her more. All I knew was
that she was also a model, at the same agency Julie worked
through, and I was especially curious about her parents' reaction
to that.
After dinner Julie and I sat in the living room while Kelly
cleaned up, looking out over the city and chatting more. It's
amazing how much there is to tell after a five year separation.
Finally Kelly joined us, first refilling our wine glasses, then
standing nervously before Julie with her head bowed and her hands
clasped behind her.
Julie studied the younger girl for a few moments, then said
flatly, "You weren't here when Megan arrived."
"No, Julie, I'm very sorry, I..." she started, but then
stopped when Julie snapped her fingers. She was taking short,
shallow breaths and her voice trembled.
"I didn't ask for an explanation," Julie snapped. "I didn't
ask anything. I merely stated a fact, didn't I?"
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"Yes, Julie," Kelly said softly.
"You failed in your duties," Julie added softly. "You were a
bad girl today, Kelly, a very bad girl, weren't you?"
"Y-yes... I was a very bad girl, and I'm very, very, very
sorry!" Kelly said shrilly; she seemed on the verge of tears. I
was very confused, because not being there when I wasn't supposed
to arrive didn't seem like any kind of failure at all to me.
"I suppose you want me to forgive you... again?" Julie
asked.
Kelly stood silent a moment, then tears began to run slowly
down her cheeks. She nodded, and said in a soft, trembling voice,
"I'm sorry I was bad, really! I want to atone, so you'll forgive
me and love me again. Please, may I?"
Julie said nothing for a while, just sliding down in her
chair and stretching her legs out in front of her. She lolled
comfortably, with her legs spread, her hands resting on her thighs
and her head back against the cushion, and watched her weeping
roommate intently.
After a few minutes, she sighed and sat up. "Oh, all right,"
she said.
Kelly was ecstatic. "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you,"
she babbled.
"Let's get on with it," Julie said. "Megan and I have lots
more talking to do later."
Kelly knelt on the big hassock, then leaned slowly forward
until her hands were flat on the carpet. As she bent forward until
her magnificent bottom pointed toward the ceiling, her short red
skirt rode up to reveal that her glorious ass was completely bare
except for a narrow ribbon of silk between her cheeks. Her bottom
looked soft and inviting, but firm - like two mounds of French
vanilla ice cream just at the melting point.
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But in jarring contrast to her otherwise complete
perfection, Kelly's ass was not the uniform creaminess I expected:
it was crisscrossed with very thin stripes ranging in color from a
faint pink to bright red to deep purple. I puzzled over this flaw
a moment, watching with interest as Julie untied and stripped off
Kelly's damp red panties. Kelly slid her knees back to the edge of
the hassock, and from my position I could see wisps of pale fur
framing the moist coral cleft of her pussy.
My sister patted Carol's bottom lightly, then her hand
disappeared between the blonde girl's quivering thighs. Although I
couldn't see exactly what Julie was doing, Carol's wanton gasps
and her almost lewdly wriggling ass quickly had my own twat
pulsating wetly.
After a minute or so Julie withdrew her hand, and I could
almost see moist waves of heat rising from Kelly's invitingly
spread and glistening cunt. When I noticed Julie looking steadily
at me and smiling knowingly, I realized with a start that my right
hand was under my skirt, firmly stroking my soaked panties. I
jerked it away, blushing slightly.
Julie stood facing me as she removed her narrow belt from
her jeans, then watched me steadily as she pushed them slowly
downward. She was of course wearing no panties - she abandoned
them in high school - but I was startled to see that her cunt was
shaved almost bare, with only a narrow fringe of curly red hairs
framing her wetly gleaming furrow. I couldn't tear my gaze from
the stiff pink clit protruding from her swollen labia - it looked
HUGE, and very sensitive - and when she saw my tongue running over
my parched lips, she winked at me and imitated my action.
Turning then to Kelly, she drew back the arm holding her
doubled belt, stood poised a moment, then with a sudden snap of
her wrist, flicked the limber leather strap across Kelly's
trembling bottom. Kelly made a sound between a moan and a purr,
and for a moment I saw a vivid red stripe where the belt had
bitten her tender flesh. Then Julie began whipping her, slowly and
lightly, but steadily, until Kelly's whole body writhed in time
with the erotic squeals and sobbing each new lash evoked. Every
new stripe on Kelly's blazing ass made me wish I were wielding the
strap, and each crack of the belt was like a huge dick stabbing
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deep into my roiling twat; after the first few strokes I peeled
off my sodden panties and scooted down in my chair so I could
fondle my pussy without losing sight of the spectacle. In a few
seconds an overwhelming orgasm struck, and I was only vaguely
aware of Julie and Kelly!
When I returned more or less to normal, I heard Julie
saying, "Don't you ever keep Megan waiting again, you lazy bitch!"
"Oh, Meg," I said, a little alarmed by how blistered Kelly's
bottom looked. "It wasn't her fault, I was early."
Julie glared at me and said harshly, "Megan, shut the fuck
up or you'll be next! Kelly was a bad girl, and she wants to be
punished and forgiven." Turning back to Kelly, she said, "Don't
you, Pretty Puss?"
I shifted my eyes from Julie's scowling look, and saw that
Kelly was braced rigidly on the hassock, and her cunt was
overflowing with the nectar of love. Impatiently, Kelly spread her
thighs even wider and thrust her bottom toward Julie; then I could
see that her thighs were also sticky with her juices. Almost
inaudibly, she whispered, "Oh, please, please, please forgive me,
Mistress! I'll be very good from now on."
With a chuckle, Julie reached under the hassock and pulled
out a curious device of straps and plastic. Swiftly she stepped
into the harness and pulled it up like a pair of panties, fitting
one thick curved cylinder into her cunt. In seconds she had
tightened and adjusted the straps, and a huge plastic dick
protruded from between her wet thighs.
I had never seen any kind of dildo before, and all I could
do was watch in fascination as Julie moved behind Kelly, held her
by the hips, then with a powerful thrust of her hips, sank her
"dick" into Kelly's obviously eager twat. The sight of Julie
skewering Kelly with the same hard, thick rod that was buried in
her own cunt, ramming it more deeply and solidly into her than any
real prick ever could, was so erotic that I leapt to my feet for a
better view, even as I was furiously fingering myself. I seemed to
come a million times, each a little stronger as I moved toward
what would be the Krakatoa of orgasms.
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For a minute or so Julie screwed Kelly fantastically. (There
really is no other word for it; I've been fucked too many times
not to recognize a great one.) Then, without warning, Julie
quickly rolled Kelly onto her back, expertly manipulating the
blonde girl's legs to keep her impaled through the change in
position. Then, locked mouth to mouth, Julie's wild plunging
almost immediately made them both come loud and long. Even after
they were both limp with exhaustion and satisfaction, with Kelly
on her back and my sister lying atop her, their hips continued to
move rhythmically, their fucking continued long after I had melted
onto the carpet beside them. Later that night, Julie came to my
room and made passionate tender love to me, with her mouth and
fingers and soul, giving me orgasms in greater number and greater
intensity than I'd dreamed possible. Even before she spread her
thighs and welcomed my clumsy tongue to her sanctum sanctorum, I
understood why Kelly loved her so. I hoped someday that Julie
would care for me enough to correct my misbehaviors, to let me
atone for my mistakes, to forgive me as she had Kelly.
Before I returned to school two days later, with my bottom
burning and wearing a belt identical to Julie's, all those wishes
were granted, and more besides.
But that's another story.
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