A Family Ritual - Sex Stories

A Family Ritual

... enjoy her?"

"Hey, I'm here you know. Your little sis, not a new toy."

Ella smiled at me, with something else behind her grin. "Oh you're going to be a toy alright."

Bella stepped forward and pulled her twin away. "Leave her be. Later, OK."

She mouthed a "sorry" at me as she steered Ella out of my room.

I told myself it was just Ella. She was like that. But I also knew that her touch had done something to me. Made me feel different. Stealthily, I walked to the door and quietly slid the bolt across. I surely had a little time before they bothered me again. It was my birthday after all.

Still nude, I looked at myself in the full-length mirror. Pretty? Well maybe. There was a certain symmetry to my face. Broken by the hordes of dark freckles that covered my nose and cheeks. My hair was flame red. It never gave me any trouble, seemingly knowing just how to coil over my shoulders.

I turned sideways, the signs of womanhood were obvious in my swelling breasts, tipped with large, soft, dark areolae. Just looking at myself was enough for my nipples to begin to contract. A toned body. Not from exercise, from work. Work we all had to do around the house, and on the surrounding land.

The meager crops we grew didn't bring in enough cash to survive, but they put food on our own plates. Same with the poultry. Tending to our vegetables could be back-breaking work, but it was certainly good for the abs.

Turning face on again, a darker shade of red clung between my ...

... thighs. I bit my lip and slipped a hand past the hairs and lower, watching what I was doing in the mirror. My digits touched a fold of fleshy skin and rolled it left and right, sending shivers through me. With my left hand, I pulled it back. I brought my right hand to my mouth and then down to the little nub I had revealed.

Now I closed my eyes, wanting to imagine. As my fingers pressed and circled, I visualized it being Ella who was setting my senses alight. My sister kneeling in front of me, grasping my butt-cheeks, and pulling me onto her exploring tongue.

That felt really nice. I moved my right hand further down, encountering sticky, warm wetness. As I slipped a finger joint-deep inside, I grasped the fullness of a breast with my left hand. I thought of Bella stood behind me, her arms enveloping me and an mound of flesh in either hand, kneading and squeezing.

I felt my emotions surge and heat rising in me. But I had left the best image to last. I opened my mouth and thought of Liz's lips on mine. Her tongue in my mouth. Her hands pulling my face towards her. And that finished me. Half a yelp escaped my lips as my body tensed and throbbed over and over again.

Opening my eyes, I brought my now soaked right hand to my lips and tasted my own excitement. And today was the day. Today was the day that my sisters helped me to become fully a woman. I felt a void in my stomach. Excitement, or hunger? Maybe both. I got dressed quickly and went down to join my family for ...