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Authors name: Candy Kane (rytr33@hotmail.com)
Story title : Heather and Sarah
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HEATHER AND SARAH
By Candy Kane (rytr33@hotmail.com)
My name is Heather, and my first sexual experience with
another person was with my cousin, Sarah. We lived up
north and Sarah came to stay with us after her parents
split up. During a severe blizzard, it was all the
furnace in our house could do to keep up with the cold.
Sarah and I shared a large bedroom upstairs. She was
already in bed, and I was moving as fast as I could to
keep warm while I put on my T-shirt. Over-sized
football T-shirts and panties were what we slept in.
Just as I was about to climb in my bed, Sarah said to
get in with her first and she would warm me up.
I turned out the lights and scrambled under the
blankets. Sarah rapped her arms around me and rubbed
my back and legs. She said my hands felt like ice
cubes and told me to put them between her legs where
she could warm them. She squeezed them as she
vigorously rubbed me all over. Soon I realized she was
pressing her crotch against my hands. This definitely
warmed me up fast. Her right hand moved down my back
and around my bottom, her fingers traced the inside of
my crack, pressing my panties into it.
With our bodies intertwined and the blankets over our
heads, I quickly forgot about the blizzard outside. As
Sarah continued pushing against my hands, I realized
her crotch was getting wet, not from sweat, but from
the same sticky flow that came out of me and covered my
fingers when I masturbated. She moved in a slow steady
rhythm, squeezing my hands tight. I could feel her
breath on my face, and in the dark our lips touched.
The tip of her tongue moved across my lips gently
coaxing them apart. At the same time, her hand was
between my legs and her finger worked its way under the
edge of my panties. My heart pounded; unsure what was
happening but not wanting her to stop.
Sarah's tongue was like a feather brushing across my
lips. I opened my mouth and she explored the warmth
inside. Then her finger found my slit. This was the
first time anyone had ever touched me there, and it
sent a shudder through me. I opened my legs and she
slid her finger inside. I thought I would faint as a
wave of excitement swept over me. Suddenly, my hand
was inside her panties feeling her soft fur, my fingers
searching. I was eagerly returning her kisses now, our
tongues exploring, sharing the heat of our mouths.
I felt her clitoris, and as I touched it, she quivered
and moaned, spreading her legs for me. My body was wet
with sweat, my crotch soaked. I had smelled my own
arousal many times when I fingered myself, but now
there was something new: Sarah's scent drifted up to
me. Knowing I made her wet left me dizzy with
excitement.
We were both breathless, our hearts pounding, our
bodies wound together like a knot. We climaxed at the
same time, fighting to keep from crying out and
awakening my parents. As I tried to catch my breath, I
brought my hand to my face. It was covered with
Sarah's juice, and I touched it to my lips, tasting
another girl for the first time. It was the most
intimate, sensual feeling I had ever experienced. I
was light-headed, scared that it was only a dream.
Tasting her was intoxicating, and I craved her soft
moans in my ears again. What a delicious secret: my
cousin who slept in the same room with me had the power
to take me to heaven, and I her. Rapture washed over
me as I thought of all the possibilities. But the best
was yet to come.
Each night, we would wait until we were sure everyone
in the house was asleep. Then, as the wind howled
outside, we would be under the covers, kissing and
loving. Sometimes, Sarah would awaken in the middle of
the night, shed her panties and tiptoe across the room
to my bed. While I slept, she would slip under the
covers, her hands finding the warmth between my legs.
Her tongue would move across my nipples making them
hard, and I would wake up with her fingers already
inside me, her sweet mouth on mine. The next morning,
I would wonder if it had really happened or had it just
been a delicious dream.
One night as we made love, Sarah took her finger out
of me and slid it into her own wet vagina. Then she
touched it to my lips so I could taste us both. She
kissed me and whispered that she wanted to try
something new. I asked what she meant and she said she
saw it in a magazine; that I'd learn soon enough.
Sarah liked to suck on my nipples while she fingered
me, but this time she didn't stop at my breasts. She
moved her mouth down my stomach and let the tip of her
tongue play with my navel sending shock waves through
me. Then she moved down further, licking my soft hair
like a mother cat. I was already soaked and swollen
from our foreplay; my clitoris was hard and exposed.
When her tongue touched it, I saw stars.
She moved around so she could lie between my legs and I
quickly wrapped them around her head to hold her there.
I pinched my nipples while Sarah's tongue went inside
me for the first time. As she sucked on my clitoris,
she inserted a finger, then two, then three, driving me
to the edge of orgasm. I couldn't wait to try it on
her.
I climaxed as I rocked back and forth, and she reached
up and squeezed my nipples sending me deeper into
ecstasy. Then she got on her hands and knees, crawled
up and kissed me hard, her mouth wet with my girl-cum.
She let me kiss and licked it off her lips and cheeks.
Next, she swung her leg over me and moved her ass
toward my face until it was only inches away. Then she
lowered her head and ate me with a renewed hunger. I
reached up and pulled her to me, her scent filled my
nostrils. My heart raced as I kissed and licked her.
This was beyond my wildest dreams: tasting and smelling
her at the same time made my head spin. My tongue
slipped inside, and her honey flowed out. I caressed
her bottom and legs, reaching under to hold her breasts
and squeeze her nipples. Then I spread her open with
my fingers and sank my tongue deep inside. We must
have climaxed a dozen times together that night as I
realized that I couldn't get enough of Sarah; I wanted
to make love to her forever.
* * *
Sarah's mother came for her a few months later. The
night before she left, we held each other and cried. I
couldn't believe my lover would soon be gone. I wanted
to kill myself but she said that would mean we would
never be together again. On the day she moved away,
she gave me a small box and said to smell what was
inside whenever I missed her. Sarah had a special
perfume that I loved and I thought that might be what
was in the box. But that night when I was alone, I
opened it to find a pair of her panties. Holding them
to my nose, I realized Sarah had fingered herself
through the material soaking them with a seductive
reminder of her arousal. I kept her panties under my
pillow and breathed in her fragrance each night while I
masturbated.
Over the next year, we spoke on the phone a few times
when my mother would let me call. I told Sarah how I
laid awake at night touching myself and wished it were
her between my legs. She told me she dreamed of making
love to me and would wake up breathless, her crotch
socking wet. Then our mothers had a falling out and we
were not allowed to call. I did not see Sarah again
for almost 10 years.
Growing up, I lost my virginity to a boy in my science
class. Throughout high school, I dated a lot of boys
and girls, and thought I'd fallen in love at least half
a dozen times. When I had sex with another girl, it
was always nice but never the same as with Sarah. I
knew that she owned a piece of my heart, a piece I
could never give to anyone else.
Two years out of college, I was working in an
advertising agency writing copy for television
commercials. As I sat at my desk one day typing away
on my computer, the phone rang.
"Heather?"
"Yes."
"It's Sarah."
It took a second before it hit me. I opened my mouth
but nothing came out. My palms turned clammy, my body
quivered. The phone almost slipped from my hand.
"Sarah," I said finally, although it was more of a moan
than a word. "Where are you?"
"Close by."
My brain flooded with memories: the padding of her bare
feet on the wooden floor as she came to my bed; the
rush of excitement knowing she would be naked; the heat
of her breath on my neck; the tangy scent of her
arousal; the dampness of her bush as she pressed it
against my thigh; the salty taste of her skin. My body
went limp and I could not have stood if my life had
depended on it. I couldn't believe the sudden wave of
erotic emotion that swept through me, the yearning
between my legs. She told me the name of her hotel.
"When can I see you?" I asked, hoping no one in the
office noticed my heart pounding against my chest.
"I'm here for you now."
The words blurred my vision.
She said her room number and hung up before I could
tell her I was coming.
I told my boss I wasn't feeling well and would like to
leave early. I must have looked a wreck for he didn't
hesitate to let me go.
I ran out of the building to my car. Her hotel was
only a few miles away, and when the valet handed me the
parking receipt, he must have thought I was going to
faint. My pulse raced, my face was flushed. I walked
across the lobby on shaky legs and pushed the button
for Sarah's floor. A moment later I stood in front of
her door. With a knot in my stomach and eyes wide with
anticipation, I knocked. The door opened and my sweet,
beautiful Sarah stood there smiling her wicked little
grin. Her eyes gleamed with a secret kept too long.
She reached out and took my hand pulling me into the
room. When the door closed, she stepped back and let
me look at her. She was tall even in her bare feet.
Her body was firm and her auburn hair flowed down to
her shoulders. She wore only a T-shirt, which
immediately brought a smile to my face.
"You took too long," she said, taking me in her arms.
What started as a friendly hug quickly turned into
groping as her mouth found mine, her hands frantically
working to undress me. I covered her face and neck
with kisses as she stripped me down to bra and panties.
She looked down at my black silk panties, the front
soaked and glistening. "You're already wet." she said,
kneeling in front of me. With her face only inches
away, she gently slid my panties down my legs. I
stepped out of them and Sarah brought them up to her
face, cupping the delicate material over her nose and
breathing in deeply.
"You smell so good," she said, "just like I remember."
Then, with her eyes locked on mine, she slowly licked
the sticky girl-cum off the inside of the crotch. As I
watched this incredibly sensual act, I became dizzy and
had to fight to keep from falling. Finally, she leaned
forward and gave my pussy the softest, most tender
kiss. Sarah stood and reached behind me to undo my
bra, whispering, "If I don't have you in the next
thirty seconds, I'm going to explode."
"Then hurry," I said, feeling moisture drip down the
inside of my legs.
My bra dropped to the floor and she lead me toward the
bed, our mouths trying to taste as much of each other
along the way as we could. I slipped her T-shirt over
her head and she dropped back on the bed, pulling me
down on her. Her body felt wonderful under me, her
legs wrapping around me like she would never let go.
Suddenly, she stopped kissing me and looked deep into
my eyes. "I've wanted you a million times every day."
"Then stop counting." I brushed the hair from her
face. "I'm here, and I'm yours."
She rolled me over and her lips found my nipples. From
one to the other, she frantically tried to make up for
ten years of unquenched desire. Soon, she worked her
way down between my legs and drank the love juice that
my body had stored up for her for so long. I lay back
and let her make love to me knowing my turn would come
soon, I would have her completely. And I did. Through
the afternoon and late into the night, we rediscovered
all the things that had pleased us so long ago, and
quickly found a whole new world of pleasures learned in
the time since.
"I won't let you go this time," I said as we lay beside
each other, my fingers softly tracing her breasts and
nipples.
"You won't have to. I've tried to forget you, tried to
live without you, but nothing worked. No matter what I
do, I always imagine what it would be like with you. I
finally realized I was a fool to go on without the one
thing in the world I needed most. Heather, I need you
more than air."
I raised up on one elbow and touched her face. In the
soft light coming through the window, I saw a tear form
at the edge of her eye. I kissed the salty drop away
and said, "I love you forever."
"Not long enough," she whispered, and turned her face
to find my mouth.
We were both crying now with tears of joy. We had
professed our love at last and I realized I wanted her
even more. We made love again with a passion that had
burned inside us for over ten years. This time nothing
would separate us. This time we would be together
forever.
Send comments to Candy Kane: rytr33@hotmail.com
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