My sister, Victoria, and I were only a year apart, but didn’t grow together. Our parents divorced when we were very young, and I lived with my mother and she went to live with my father, in his very strict, religious household. Living several states apart, we didn’t see each other much, and contact was limited to occasional online contact and phone calls.
Shortly after Victoria's 18th birthday, she came to visit us. We went out and celebrated with a nice dinner and went to a musical. It was a fun night, and everyone was tired when we got home, so we all went right to bed. Victoria slept on a blow-up mattress on my bedroom floor. We talked for a while, and eventually the conversation trailed off until her breathing became deep and even.
I was tired but not sleepy, and I could see her laying on the bed next to mine. It was hot, so we were both in our underwear and tank tops, and neither of us wore a bra. She was lying on top of the blanket face up with her arms above her head, stomach exposed to the night air. She was a beautiful girl, and I sort of envied her for it. She was petite, 5’2”, skinny, with a nice, rounded ass and lovely B-cup breasts. She had soft, pale skin and long blonde hair that cascaded over her pillow as she slept. I was sort of the opposite, being 5’9”, with olive toned skin and dark hair, but I still had a nice ass and bigger, D-cup breasts. I smiled thinking of the two of us and how different we looked.
In her sleep, she began squirming around a bit. I wondered if she was dreaming. A small moan escaped her lips, and she squirmed again, arching her lower back and wiggling her hips around. I realized then that she was indeed dreaming, and likely it was a very good dream. I watched her bring one hand down from over her head and place it on her pussy, closing her legs on the hand and rolling over to the side. I blushed a little, but the sight made me a little horny, so I didn’t look away. I took out my phone light and shined it on her hand, seeing a visible wet spot on her panties where her hand was now trapped. Wow, I thought, it must be a really good dream.
I turned the light off and giggled quietly to myself. I was still lying on my side watching her as I reached under my own panties to finger my now wet pussy. I watched my sister squirm in her sleep, legs still clamped on her hand. I lifted one knee into the air, closed my eyes, and rubbed tight circles around my now swollen clit.
I was getting really into it. My clit throbbed as my fingers danced around it, building towards orgasm while thinking of my beautiful little sister laying a couple feet away having her own sexy dream. I was so into it that I hadn’t noticed that she had stopped making any noise, and I opened my eyes to see her staring at me like a deer in headlights, watching my fingers move around under my panties.
Embarrassed, I pulled my hand out and closed my knees, blushing deeply. “I’m sorry, ” I said. I thought you were asleep.
She sat up, legs pressed tightly together and asked “Why were you doing that?”
“Are you really going to make me say it? Okay I was horny, it’s not like you don’t get that way, I heard you moaning in your sleep...”
“Horny?” She asked, sounding genuinely puzzled.
I remembered her severely conservative upbringing. I sat up, turned on a small light and wondered out loud, “Have you never had an orgasm??”
She blushed deeply, and shook her head no. I was dumbfounded. While I was still a virgin, I had been giving myself orgasms for the past decade, sometimes more than once a day.
I looked my little sister up and down, realizing that this beautiful girl was missing out on years of pleasure because of how she was raised. Angry at my father for this, and still horny from being interrupted before I could finish, I decided I would help remedy this. I gestured for her to join me on my bed. She shyly came and sat next to me.
“Lay back, ” I told her. She obeyed, laying her head on my pillow. I knelt on the bed next to her, and ran a hand from her knee to her inner thigh, brushing my pinkie against her wet panties.
She was a bit shocked, instinctively closing her legs. “Annie!” She hissed, looking up at me with her wide doe eyes.
“Shhhhh” I whispered softly. “Just relax, Victoria.” I was soaking wet now, excited by the idea of helping my beautiful little sister get her first orgasm, and I decided I would go for it all the way, so she didn’t have time to chicken out.
I hooked my finger on her panties and pulled them to her knees with one firm yank. She gasped, but didn’t fight. I pushed her knees apart and looked down between her legs. I was pleasantly surprised to see her clean-shaven pussy, clit red and swollen and glistening with her juices. Seeing it made my own pussy throb, but I wanted her to get off before I did, so I went to work.
With no pretense or foreplay, I swiftly hooked her legs over my shoulders, wrapped my hands around her upper thighs, holding her in place, and brought my tongue down on her pussy. She gasped loudly, instinctively pushing my head away and trying to close her legs all at once, but I held her firmly as I sucked and tongued her clit relentlessly.
Her whole body spasmed with overstimulation and pleasure, and I knew it was equal parts torture and pleasure for her previously untouched body. She was pushing my head away and gasping for air as I sucked her clit like I could suck it off and my tongue worked it hard. I held her down to keep her from squirming away from my tongue as she arched her back and bucked her hips, trying to get me off. I didn’t let her go.
Finally, after what must have felt like an eternity for her, she gave one more hard buck, arched her back completely so her tits were in the air, hard, erect nipples visible through her tank top, gripped a handful of my hair, and let out a guttural, primal moan. I stopped sucking and ran my tongue slowly over her clit and pussy, licking her juices as her little body was wracked with wave after wave of pleasure. Finally, after a full minute of orgasm, she released my hair, lay flat, and pushed my head feebly away. She was covered head to toe in sweat, panting like a dog, and utterly spent.
Satisfied with my work, I lay down next to her, removed my soaking wet panties, grabbed her hand, and used her limp fingers to rub my throbbing clit to a quick, shuddering orgasm. I left her hand on my clit as I lay there panting, too. She did not move her hand away. We both fell asleep, sweaty and satisfied.
Later, I woke up to her hand under my shirt, feeling my nipples, and they hardened instantly at her touch. I knew then that an already memorable night with my little sister was about to get that much better.