Chapter 3 - Sexy Segue to More Sex!

Melissa slipped her tongue into the mouth of her taller counterpart, swishing it around and around lovingly. Occasionally, the sisters would make out simply to pass the time. They stood naked in the spacious full-body-dryer as it blew air over them, drying and crisping their toned bodies. Cielle's meter-long hair flew in great wisps around the chamber. Her roving hands massaged the small of her sister's back as their tongues played. The two were holding each other in a tight embrace, and their breasts smushed together pleasantly. Melissa was holding on to her sister's rounded rump, kneading it viciously. She began to get more lustful in her kissing, pressing in hard. Their slimy tongues rubbed up against each other in an incredible show of incestuous love. Melissa used the tip of her tongue to tease the top of Cielle's mouth, loving the feeling of her palate.

When the blonde beauty pulled away at last, a string of saliva connected their lower lips. It immediately broke in the flowing, heated air. Cielle wiped her face off with the back of her hand, blushing. 'We'll be late, thanks to you.' she said coldly. The girls pulled their clothes on quickly. Melissa wore a pink tee-shirt with an inch of her cleavage showing, on top of some casually ripped shorts. This was the absolute minimum that one could wear for breakfast at that house (She had found that out the hard way!), though it was only ever Melissa who invoked that clause. Cielle, always elegant, wore a blue button-up shirt with some faded jeans as she fashionably showed a little of her prematurely large breasts, which most often attempted to spill out of whatever container she tried to put them in.

 As the younger sibling attempted to force her tiny shirt onto her waist, she spoke quietly. 'I'm in trouble, sis. I need to fuck more... It's never been this bad before. I'm going to end up touching myself in Math if this keeps up.' Cielle placed a calming hand on her bosom. 'It will be okay. Remember last year at the Christmas dance?' Mel shuddered. 'How could I forget? More complete assholes in that place with their hands in their pants in that place than I could ever imagine. You had to kiss me for hours to calm me down.' Cielle shook her head. 'No, remember the girls? Dancing, slutty girls, tits bouncing out of dresses and all that, and none to dance the dance with you. You were bonkers for sex for a week afterwards, every time you smelled the slightest bit of cum on me...' 

Cielle drifted into memories. She remembered her sister's abhorrence to men. She herself could take a cock once in a while, but girls were always on the menu. Mel hung her arms around her sister's neck. 'But this is much worse than that time, I only needed you once in a while. This feels worse... Somehow fundamentally different.' Melissa's brown eyes stared up into those sparkling blue ones. Cielle sighed, her stiffened body collapsing a little. 'Okay. Let's keep it simple. I agree to fuck you every break period I can. Just be in the bathroom after the bell rings. In return, you promise not to do anything overly stupid in class.' Mel perked up instantly from worried to excited. She gave a quick peck on the lips. 'Thank you soo much! I love you, sis!' She started to run off just as the exact terms of the agreement began to excite Cielle's nethers. She grabbed her sister by the arm and pulled her back. Speaking in as calm and level voice as she could under the sexy circumstances, 'But, let's make it a contest. Whoever makes the other cum the most today wins, one point per. Two points off for cumming some other way, so I know you aren't diddling yourself in class. If I win, you have to let me sleep tonight, I've got a huge English oral tomorrow.' Cielle finished with a smirk. Mel only smirked back. 'What if I win?' Cielle blew an errant strand of hair out of her face as she brushed past hr sister. 'I do your homework for a week, and get you a date with anyone you want.' 

 Cielle descended the white-colored stairs to the table, but Melissa caught up and couldn't resist. She tackled her sister to the wall, shoving her hand down her sister's bust valley. Cielle stiffened at the danger of being discovered. 'Relax..' Melissa said. 'Just one final piece of intercourse before we start the game proper.' Cielle cast a worried look down the stairs, during which time Mel had already penetrated the flimsy defences of the dress and was in the process of circumventing the panties. Pressing on Cielle's mons, Melissa whispered erotically into her ear. 'Your pussy is never so tight as when we do it in the open!' Her fingers slid in roughly as she pinched at Cielle's clitoris. Quick was the word. In! Out! In! Out! Harder! Harder! Cielle made a whimpering noise at the altogether sudden rape happening on the stairs. Her slit was forced open again and again, quickly self-lubricating to lessen the pain, but a particularly deep thrust made her cry out in pain! 'Hey! You girls!' their father called from another room. 'What's going on?' Melissa didn't even freeze for a second. 'Nothing, dad! We're just wrestling!' She leaned in close again. 'Tongue wrestling,' she breathed, licking her lips. She turned her head and glued their mouths together again, a sticky seal instantly forming, cutting off the blonde's confused shrieks.

Melissa's tongue lashed to and fro, painting her sister's mouth in a generous coating of saliva. Their teeth clacked together as Mel's tongue reached into the sticky chamber as far as it could go, mimicking her delving fingers. Still in the awkward position of having to reach down Cielle's waistline to reach her vagina, Melissa fingered her sister. Her short nails teased the sensitive flesh viciously. The siblings stood bust-to-bust, Mel's tongue flailing, her fingers pumping, until it was all too much for Cielle to bear. She let out a continuous little scream as the pleasure built, stimulated from two places at once. Waves of pleasure coasted through her body, starting at her toes and echoing their presence throughout. She leaned into the kiss more, her tongue coming alive and making sweet love with its counterpart. Perhaps this would be over quicker if she tried to enjoy it. 

Melissa used her free hand to massage Cielle's soft breast. Cielle's body shook as she cried out again, the noise disappearing down Melissa's throat as she came. Her vaginal walls issued forth a tremendous amount of girlcum, soaking Mel's fingers in it and pushing them out by pressure. The amount was more than she had produced at all earlier that day, and her panties and slacks were instantly soiled by the lady-liquids. Panting, Cielle pushed her off, trailing fluids. They stood looking into each other's eyes for a few moments, Melissa with the twinkle of the hungry beast and Cielle with the fearful gaze of prey. Saying nothing, she wiped her mouth and ran back up the stairs to change, leaving Melissa all alone.

The girls stepped out of the car and waved at their parents as it sped off. They were in the middle of the school field, totally alone on the frosted January morning. The wind played havoc with their hairstyles. Cielle brushed her hair out of her face, and Melissa stretched like a cat. 'Now, where were we? Oh yeah! It does too!' Cielle gasped in exasperation. Her firestarter sibling hadn't left the stairway episode where it was since it happened.
'It does not!'
'It does too!'
'It does not!'
'It does too! You came, I saw you! That means a point for me!'
'It does NOT! You specifically said 'Before we begin proper! Whether or not I DID doesn't matter, it only matters that it happened in the pregame warmup!' Cielle wiped her brow and huffed tiredly. Her body had been through a lot that morning already.
'Well if you don't count it, then I won't tell you if I masturbated in class!'
'Fine!'
'Fine.' Mel grinned toothily. Cielle closed her eyes and stuck her tongue out, which her sister promptly latched onto, sucking away merrily in full view of anyone who might be watching. There was no one around (Sub-30 degree weather tends to have that effect on people!), but Cielle roughly pushed her horny sibling away. She wiped off her face. 'Fuckin'... get off me today, okay? I'll see you later. I have to go to Big Kid's School.'

Of course the two did go to the same high school, but ever since Cielle had graduated from primary school first, the tease that she was going to Big Kid's School had never quite faded. She ran off towards the door through the plough in the thick snow, her black trenchcoat billowing with the motion. Melissa was left standing there, wondering if it was any one thing that had set her icy sister off.


Math was hell. Melissa picked up her books in a huff, barely able to see straight. The substitute teacher had a really huge rack and a generous ass curve, and though she kept them hidden behind a thick sweater, her breasts had been teasing Mel all day. Her retention would be nearly zero. Skipping through the halls as fast as possible to dump her stuff in her locker in time to meet Cielle in the bathroom, she ran smack-dab into her best friend Violet. The girls's books spilled everywhere, papers flying every which way. They picked themselves up off the ground and shared a smile. Mel said sheepishly, 'Ah! Sorry! I need to look where I'm going!' Violet waved her hand. 'Don't worry about it!' The two cleaned up the mess for a little while, gossipping about new relationships in school and that sort of teenage babble. With their books back in order, they said goodbye. 'And see you tonight!' said Violet. 'Wouldn't miss it!' Melissa called back.

She made her way into the bathroom. Three clone-identical girls stood in front of the sinks, all powdering their noses. Melissa ignored them, concetrating on her target: All the way at the end lay the handicapped stall- The penthouse as far as bathroom real estate went. Grasping the door handle with undue force, she roughly wrenched the door open to vent her anger. The door swung violently and banged against the wall. The three girls doing their makeup in the mirrors turned around in identical expressions of surprise. Melissa gave them a saucy smirk, then went inside and closed the door without locking it again. She sat down on the toilet, and started to finger herself.

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