Kara and I walked hand in hand again back to our towels and settled down together. Throwing caution to the wind, I draped myself dramatically down in the sand with my head across Kara’s lap. I closed my eyes so as not to have to see anyone’s reaction to my choice of pillow.
“Heh, you two are super cute together today,” Brooke teased Kara.
“I’ve been away a while,” Kara said airily as though it explained our closeness. “We’ve had to make up some quality time.”
She started gently toying with my wet hair. I smiled and kept my eyes closed. My heart wasn’t quite pounding, but it was definitely beating harder in my chest. I halfway wondered if I dared give Kara a quick kiss with everyone watching, but I most certainly didn’t have that obvious a display in me at the moment.
“I think it’s nice,” Kathy said. “I don’t get along nearly so well with my sister.”
“My brother’s a bit of an ass,” Amy agreed lazily. “Well, I mean, he’s fun most of the time.” She sighed. “Siblings, am I right?”
A few agreements rose, and a few disagreements and points of discussion. Kara and I stayed mostly out of it. I could feel her tensing, the way she wound strands of my hair around her finger, or her barely audible breathing reached my ears. I knew how she was feeling.
I cracked my eyes open, looked straight up at Kara, and gave her an adoring, encouraging smile. I was here for her, whatever happened, however this discussion went.
While I still had my eyes open, I flicked my gaze around just quickly. The only person I immediately noticed paying any attention was Jess, who had an odd, bemused look on her face. She couldn’t have guessed already, could she? If anyone would, she would. She was the one I’d come closest to telling about Kara.
I closed my eyes again and tried not to fret. The sun was warm, we were surrounded by friends, and I had my Kara giving me attention. It was a wonderful time no matter how many secrets I might theoretically carry.
I was so very contented, and felt no particular urge to move. Even well after I’d dried off in the sun. Kara kept casually petting me, not wanting to move either.
“You know I’ll need my legs back at some point,” she said.
“Enh, I’d argue the point,” I said.
“Yes, well, you would.”
I didn’t budge at all when some of us went for a second dip in the water, nor when snacks and drinks came out. Luckily Kara looked after me and fed me little bits of snack right where I was. She struggled more with helping me drink without making me sit up first, and we just laughed as she spilled water over my face a couple times.
I could tell our friends were getting suspicious of my adamant closeness with my sister. We were going to force some kind of conversation the way Kara and I were behaving. But I kind of dozed off before any action had to be taken one way or another.
I didn’t think I was out very long, though it was hard to say for sure. Upon returning to awareness, I stayed quiet with my eyes shut, listening in to a low discussion in progress.
“I’m just saying, it’s a little much.”
It sounded like Brooke talking, though I didn’t so much as crack an eyelid to verify.
“It does seem that way, doesn’t it?” Kara agreed, tenderly stroking my hair.
“Like, you were never this close before,” Probably-Brooke said. “It’s like… I mean I don’t want to make it weird, but Triss has the look of being smitten with you or something. Not that that’s what it is or anything.”
“No, you’re right,” said a voice I could positively identify as Rey. “The looks you two have been giving each other… I’d have been so happy if my last boyfriend had ever looked at me like that.”
It was a difficulty not to squirm and give myself away. Kara must have known I was awake again though. She idly ran a thumb over my cheek and across my lips. Without thinking about it, I gently latched on to her thumb and sucked quietly on it. I could practically see Kara’s amused, adoring expression without even having to look.
“I love my sister,” Kara said, clearly meaning it with every fibre of her being.
“Well we know that,” Rey said.
Some giggling and sandy footsteps approached, and I heard some bodies flop down beside us. Some of the rest of our little outing, I assumed. Was everyone here now? I could check, but I wasn’t emotionally prepared just yet. Besides, Kara was still letting me suck on her thumb, and I was easily entertained when it came to her.
“What we all talking about?” Kathy asked, having apparently just returned.
“Nothing,” Kara said.
“Triss and Kara,” Rey said, nearly as quickly.
“Oh, yeah, is Triss asleep or what?” Kathy asked.
“She’s not,” Jess said. “She’s busy sucking on Kara’s thumb.”
I flushed immediately and opened my eyes. Kara moved her thumb away but it was probably too late.
“Betrayer,” I grumbled.
“Yeah, well… you never told me the girl you fell for was Kara!”
“I wasn’t ready,” I said.
“And now you are?”
“No. But… I can’t help myself.” I gazed adoringly up at Kara, who was struggling with embarrassment just as badly as I was. “I love her,” I said in a near-whisper.
There was an awkward silence. All our friends staring at Kara and me, unsure what to do. I didn’t know what to do either, other than kiss Kara. So that’s what I did.
I kissed my sister with all the passion I felt for her, enough to keep the awkwardness at bay for a time. It went on longer than I planned, melting the two of us together, getting just a touch sloppy and tonguey by the end.
“Jeez, break it up you two,” Amy finally said, looking even more embarrassed by then than what I felt.
A few more faces had that exact same look as I peered around, breathing heavily after a long, wonderful sister-kiss.
“It’s true then?” Brooke asked.
“‘Course it’s true,” Jess said. “Did you not see that kiss? That was… damn, Triss, you never kissed me like that.”
“I wasn’t in love with you.”
“Fair.” Jess grinned crookedly. “If you’d kissed me like that I might have fallen in love with you though.”
“Oh shush. Go jump in the ocean.”
“Don’t need to. Wet enough already.”
I burst out laughing at the wildly inappropriate comment. Some other voices joined me in cracking up, and a lot of the tension dissolved right there.
Not all of the tension was eliminated, though, and Kara and I remained the awkward little focus of everyone’s attention. I was still comforted by Kara’s closeness and physical reassurance, but it wasn’t enough.
Without any better ideas, I sat up, stretched out some kinks after lying in one place so long, and faced my sister. I moved in close, not quite kissing her yet.
“Everyone’s watching,” she whispered.
“I know,” I whispered back. “You have any better ideas?”
“Not a one.”
“Me either.”
Kara’s hand went up my side, stopping before my breasts. “You’re so hard to resist, you know. You’ve just been lying here on my lap, and I’ve had to keep my hands to myself as best I could.”
“Not entirely to yourself,” I said with a small smirk.
“No. But best I could manage. Goddamn I just wanna kiss you and feel you up in front of everyone.”
“… you can if you want,” I said softly.
Kara growled in her throat, then moved forward the last little bit to meet me. Her lips pressed against mine, firm and needful. Her teeth nipped at my bottom lip, just enough to make me whimper, then back to pure kisses.
There were a few murmurs around us. I could hear them and acknowledge them, I just didn’t care was all. I was invested in my sister’s loving at the moment, and it was hard for much of anything to compete.
“Guys, break it up, huh?” Kathy said, half jokingly. “It’s a public beach.”
“No one else knows they’re sisters,” Jess pointed out.
“That’s not the point!”
“I’m ok if they keep going,” Amy said in a strained voice.
Brooke snickered. “I bet you are.”
“Oh shush.”
Kara pulled back far enough to look into my eyes. She said nothing, but she didn’t need to. Her eyes flicked this way and that, landing on members of our small, private audience. I just smiled and shrugged, then went back for more kisses.
I got another growl out of Kara while our mouths were already locked together. Her hand slid up the back of my head, then clenched into a fist around my hair, taking a possessive hold of me. As if I needed to be any wetter than I already was.
I retaliated by sneakily untying Kara’s top while she aggressively made out with me. She definitely knew what I was up to, but didn’t make any attempt to stop me. Once I had her topless, she took a moment to just grin at me, then slowly, deliberately pull my top off as well.
“Giving them quite a show,” she said in a low, husky voice.
“I’m aware,” I said. “No one trying too hard to stop us, I notice.”
“They really aren’t. But then, if I was watching this, I wouldn’t stop it either.” Kara ran her fingertips up the whole length of me, right between my breasts, then back down again. I shivered delightfully. “I’d watch this all day.”
“Only ’cause you looovvve me.”
“Among other things, yes.”
“Like what else?”
“I thought we’d already established that your tanned, summer-goddess body does things to me.”
I blushed. “Oh. That.”
“And not just me, it seems.”
“Oh shush. It is just you.”
“No. It isn’t.”
I shook my head slightly, then dove on top of Kara. I couldn’t bring myself to look around at our friends just then. It would be too much to look into their collective eyes and see what they were all thinking and staring at.
But Kara, her I could handle. I pushed her full on her back, landing halfway in the sand as we missed our towels. She tried to shuffle back onto her towel before I could pin her down where she was.
“They’re still watching,” Kara whined in a soft, soft voice.
“Let them watch.”
I made out desperately with Kara, holding her down and aggressively exploring her mouth with mine. I’d never known myself to be nearly so much of an exhibitionist as this, but until very recently I wouldn’t have guessed I’d be into girls either, let alone my sister.
It wasn’t that I wanted to show off. Not exactly. But in some ways I needed to. I needed to prove that this was real. That Kara and I had fallen for each other. That we were together.
It most likely wasn’t a healthy way of staking my claim to the world at large, or our friends more specifically. But it most certainly was getting the point across. Not a one of them would be able to deny our feelings afterward.
I heard voices as though they were much farther away than they really were. Our friends whispering to each other as Kara and I got lost in ourselves.
“Is this just… happening?”
“Obviously it is.”
“But….”
“I know!”
“We could… we could just leave them be. Go for another swim.”
“You go. I’m staying.”
“Ah! Don’t rub yourself!”
“Why not? Those two are all rubbing up on each other.”
“I mean, she’s not wrong. They are.”
“That’s not the point!”
“Well you stop staring then.”
“… I can’t.”
Kara grinned sheepishly at me as we broke for a quick breather. I gave a small nod, acknowledging that I was hearing the chatter too.
Since she wasn’t even feigning a struggle anymore, I let one of my hands wander, settling on Kara’s breast. I trapped my hand between us as I rested more of my weight on my sister again. She felt so good to me. All of her. I was horny beyond all belief or reason, and desperately in love.
We made out some more. Kara let her hands roam, emulating my exploration, but with more freedom than I had. She could feel up my whole backside, and most of my front with a little bit of wiggling and urging me to shift about.
I was impossibly wet. My bottoms were most likely clinging to me in the most embarrassing way, though I supposed no worse than if I were straight out of the water after a swim.
I found myself grinding on Kara, getting the best purchase I could manage on her upper thigh area and trying to get myself off on her. She quickly came to my rescue and jammed a hand between us, wiggling it into my bikini bottoms while I kept humping her and making her attempt more difficult than it needed to be.
My bottoms came loose on one side and started slipping off, despite how clingy they were. I was pretty sure Kara helped them along by deftly pulling the string on the other side as well. I was soon to be naked on the beach in front of our group of friends, and I couldn’t be bothered to do anything about it.
Kara had turned the tables on me. I was still on top of her, but she was in charge now. She kissed me, nuzzled my neck, and nibbled on my ear. One of her hands danced around, trailing seductively up and down my spine or grabbing my ass. Her other hand was firmly occupied between my legs, working my pussy and clit.
“You’re gonna make me cuuummm,” I hissed.
“Mmm, that’s the idea.”
“Karaaa….”
I clung to her, ceding control entirely. She had me right where she wanted me, making me feel so good, makinge me explode in front of everyone.
I loved her so damn much.
I came with an intensity that only Kara could manage, and amplified by our audience. I was a shivering, quivering mess, feeling my whole body course with sexual release. Lightening bolts surged through me from Kara’s fingers on my clit, traveling all through me, giving me such a pleasure high, and reducing me to incomprehension.
Kara cuddled me after, burying my face in her breasts and soothing me until I calmed and relaxed. It was another little while before I rolled over and checked on my surroundings.
Everyone sat around us with varying expressions on their faces. I realized that our friends had formed a protective circle to try and prevent other beach-goers from realizing that naughtiness afoot.
Jess and Amy both shamelessly had their hands between their legs. Not so shameless relative to Kara and I, though. I had to give them that. Rey was biting her lip and squeezing her thighs tight together. Brooke looked intrigued, but unsure, Kathy very similar but blushing most furiously of anyone.
And then there was Kara and me, in the middle of it all, undressed and indecorous. I took Kara’s hand and squeezed it tight, then lay back and let the sun caress my naked body. I didn’t mind any of our friends continuing to look. I was in a mood to be appreciated now. Like my orgasm had washed away feelings of apprehension and anxiety.
“Want me to get you off?” I asked Kara in a soft voice, though not soft enough to hide the question from anyone else.
“… no, not right now,” she said.
“Thought not. You’re horny though, right?”
“You know I am. You don’t have to make me say it.”
I grinned. “I’ll make it up to you at home.”
“Mmhm.”
“You could do it now,” Jess suggested, still rubbing herself.
“Shush, Jess,” Kathy admonished. “They’re not here for your pleasure.”
“Could have fooled me,” Jess said easily.
I just giggled. “Well I hope everyone enjoyed that half as much as I did, ’cause it wasn’t supposed to happen, and probably won’t happen again.”
“So you say,” Amy said. “It looked like you quite enjoyed showing off like that.”
“I did,” I agreed. “But it was only because it was necessary.”
“It wasn’t necessary,” Kara said.
“It was! We needed to be brave and make sure everyone understood.”
“Oh Triss, sometimes I forget what a little shit you can be. We didn’t have to prove anything.”
“You didn’t seem to mind at the time,” I said, pouting a little.
“I can’t say I minded,” Kara said with a crooked grin. “But it was highly unnecessary.”
“Highly,” Rey agreed absently, now with her hand squeezed tight between her legs, I noted.
I was undeterred and couldn’t be stopped. Everything felt good to me, everything right with the world.
“No,” I said firmly, “this is unnecessary.”
I yanked off Kara’s bottoms quickly before she could react, then took them and her top and raced nakedly off to the water. Kara swore viciously and was after me closer than I’d anticipated. She caught and tackled me while I was only knee-deep in the ocean, just enough water to submerge us both in as her naked body crashed into mine.
I laughed happily, letting bubbles race up to the surface, as Kara wrestled with me in the water. I had to splutter to the surface long enough to draw a breath, then screeched as she dragged me under again.
We wrestled back and forth together in the water until Kara managed to wrest her swimsuit from me. I surfaced again, grinning madly and wiping my hair back from my face. I watched Kara struggle back into her suit, having difficulty as the wet fabric refused to cooperate and sit properly so she could tie it in place.
“I love you,” I said, meaning every syllable from the bottom of my heart.
Kara endeavoured to look annoyed, but had to smile and meet my gaze with adoration in her eyes. “You too, Triss.”
“… wanna wrestle me under the water some more?”
“You’ll only enjoy it.”
“Yes. Exactly.”
“Grrr.”
Kara tackled me again and I squealed in delight before popping beneath the surface. I wriggled and squirmed, fighting against her grip, and rubbing our slippery wet bodies together in the most wonderful way. With no clothes on, Kara was struggling to find a grip on me and her hands were running all over me, massively adding to my fun.
“You guys know this isn’t a nude beach, right?” Rey asked, having followed us into the water at some point.
I grinned at her. “Mmhm!”
“You’ll notice I put my swimsuit back on,” Kara said.
“But what if I take it off again?” I asked, reaching for the tie of Kara’s bikini top.
Kara was faster, and tried to get me in a lock. She only really succeeded in pressing my face to her boobies for a moment before I slipped out of her grip again. I truly was having the best time with this.
****
The afternoon was, in my own estimation, a resounding success. Kara and I got both teased and perved on, as well as receiving some actual heartfelt support.
“Hey, so, it’s kinda weird that you got together with your sister,” Jess said in a quiet moment as we were all getting ready to leave. “But… it’s pretty cool too. You two are good together.”
“Thanks. I hope you find someone like Kara too,” I said.
“Ha, yeah, if only she was my sister, huh?”
“Pff, well you can’t have her. She’s mine.”
“Yeah she is.”
Jess took a last appreciative look at my tits before turning to her own car. I hadn’t dressed again, which had caused some stares from people not in our group as well as plenty from within it. I was riding high on the attention, especially Kara’s.
Kara was saying goodbye to Amy and Brooke still, and I just watched her for a moment. She was so beautiful in the early evening light, her skimpy bikini all that covered her. I wanted to get it off her again. I’d have to wait for home.
Kathy and Rey both hugged me before we parted, and Rey even cheekily grabbed my butt in the process.
“You really love her?” Kathy asked.
“I really do,” I said. “I know it’s weird.”
“Enh, I’ve seen weirder,” Rey said. “Good luck with it.”
“Thanks,” I said, feeling the warmth of my friends’ acceptance.
“I almost feel like I might have to give girls a try at this rate,” Kathy said. “Everyone else is doing it.”
“Nah, you’re way to straight for that,” Rey said. “You like the cock too m–”
“Ah! Shut up. Don’t be mean.”
“I’m not. I’m just saying.”
“You don’t know shit!”
“Oh no? What about–”
I smiled as Kathy and Rey pattered out of earshot together. They were driving together, so they’d have a whole ride home to bicker about things if they wanted.
Kara wrapped her arms around me from behind and sneaked a kiss on my neck. “Ready to go? Or you wanna stand here and flash more strangers?”
“Does it count as flashing if I’m fully naked?”
“Don’t know. Maybe.”
“Let’s go home either way.”
“That was my thinking too.”
Kara drove us home. I was a distraction for her the whole way, even without really doing anything.
We showered together at home, naturally, and helped one another rinse off the ocean salts still clinging to our skin. We were far handsier than really needed for washing off. We were kind of tired after our beach day, but I couldn’t shower naked with my sister without getting all revved up again.
“You still owe me a cum,” Kara said, clearly as aroused as I was.
“Oh do I?”
“Mmhm!”
“How do you want it?”
“… lick my bum?”
I grinned wickedly and knelt down in the shower spray. As soon as I got Kara turned around, I dove between her butt cheeks and did my level best to stick my tongue right up inside her. It didn’t work, but the attempt was fun.
Kara sighed happily at first, then started moaning as I slurped on her butthole. Her thigh muscles started to quiver, and I realized we really needed to change venues if I wanted to safely make my sister’s legs go weak.
I stood up, much to her disappointment.
“Hey, where you goin’?” Kara pouted.
I smacked her butt. “Dry off and wait for me in my bed.”
“But–”
I slapped her ass again, even harder this time. She yelped, but her eyes danced with lust.
Kara stepped out of the shower and toweled off. She did a quick job, then scampered away still fresh and damp. I emulated her, not wanting to wait too long before catching up.
She was in my bed, as instructed, and already had her ass in the air, presenting it to me so very wantonly. She peeked at me with her head flat down on the mattress, giving me the sexiest bedroom eyes in the world.
The things my big sister could make me feel….
I had to restrain myself from jumping on Kara immediately. She pouted and wiggled her bum enticingly, but I needed a moment before joining her. I quickly dug into my closet, then came out with a toy.
“What’s that?” Kara asked.
“A vibrator.”
“What’s it for?”
“Your clit.”
She bit her lip. “Really?”
“Obviously. What else?”
“… you’re still gonna lick my bum more, right?”
I giggled happily as I bounced into bed with my sister. “Yeah, Kara. Don’t you worry about that.”
I gave Kara’s cute little butthole a kiss, then turned the vibrator on. I didn’t go right for Kara’s pussy, but teased around it, letting her get prepared for what was coming. I kissed her bum some more while I circled closer, then had to focus for a moment to locate the proper spot. Judging by Kara’s gasps and wiggles, I placed my vibrator right where I wanted it.
I then slurped and tongued Kara’s ass to my heart’s content while letting the vibrations do their work.
“Triiisss…” Kara hissed.
I loved when she whimpered my name like that. So helpless and needful.
Kara was a horny mess. She needed a cum, and I wanted to give her one. It was a serious fight with my desires not to get more aggressive. What I was doing was working, and it was so much fun in the process. I ate my sister’s ass and listened to her lose control as she got closer and closer.
Kara panted and mewled and came hard. She had all that build up from the day, plus my shameless, sisterly ass eating just now. Rather delightfully, she made an absolute mess squirting as she came, and it was a struggle not to giggle as my hand holding the vibrator on her clit got caught in the blast.
I kept licking and sucking on Kara’s butthole until she’d shivered and moaned her way through a nice cum, and finally pushed me away. I sat back, knowing I must look altogether too smug with myself. I wouldn’t have known it by Kara’s eyes though. She rolled to her side and only gazed at me through heavy lids with the purest love one sister could have for another.
“I shoulda put a towel down or something,” I said, just for something to say.
“I don’t usually make a mess that bad,” Kara croaked. “How bad is it?”
“I’ll need to do laundry tomorrow.”
“Ah.”
“Lucky we have two beds to pick from.”
“Mmm. That is lucky.”
“Shall we go to yours?”
Kara shook her head. “No. I don’t want to move.”
“Well I don’t want to lie in the puddle you just made.”
“Guess we’ve got a dilemma then.”
I shrugged and started trying to push Kara into her own squirt puddle so I could cuddle her on the dry side. She fought back weakly at first, but was soon laughing and wrestling me with as much determination as she’d shown at the beach. I ended up falling on the wet side of the bed and just gave in. It was hard to mind much of anything when we were naked and Kara had her arms around me.
“Give me a few minutes and we can switch to my bed,” Kara said.
I shrugged. “It’s not so bad. Not when you hold me, anyway.”
“Mmm, makes things better, doesn’t it?”
“Mmhm!”
Kara sighed happily. “You know, I don’t think it needs to happen again or anything, but being in front of everyone today… it was kinda fun.”
I smiled at the memory. “It was, wasn’t it?”
“It got me crazy horny.”
“You should have let me get you off then!”
“No. Waiting was good too. Drove me crazy. And I don’t need all our friends seeing me cum.”
I smiled wider, just to myself, wheels already turning.
“Cut that out!” Kara said.
“What?”
“You’re thinking of how you’re gonna make me cum in front of people.”
“… no.”
“You are. Stop it.”
“Well… stop reading my mind then.”
“I promise nothing!”
“Me either!”
Kara and I stared at each other with fierce determination, then broke into giggles, and eventually gave each other some soft kisses. We fell asleep still cuddling and holding each other.
****
We didn’t typically get nearly so naughty around our friends afterward as we had at the beach. We liked hanging out with other people, and feeling like a couple. It was more official with witnesses.
That wasn’t to say we didn’t get naughty at all. Kara and I liked to tease each other a little. With small kisses, perhaps. Usually on the lips, but sometimes up the neck, or nibbling on earlobes.
We got a bit handsy too, by times. Nothing too terribly scandalous usually. Just enough to have fun.
But sometimes when one or both of us were a little too horny, or drunk, or mischievous, we still took things further. I kind of loved showing off like that, both for the exhibitionist value, and for a weird sense of validation of our relationship. Not the healthiest way to think of it, perhaps, but I needed some sense of being accepted by other people, and somehow this was the big one.
I mean, sure our friends accepted it anyway. Like with us just being together and loving each other. But accepting us sloppily making out, or fingering each other when ‘no one was looking’, or whatever other sexy shenanigans we got up to, that was more concrete to me.
Or, possibly, I was just trying to justify being a horny, pervy little thing.
At least Kara was just as horny for me as I was for her, even if she was a touch shyer about it around company. She still did things occasionally like stripping me naked while Amy and Brooke were over, then burying her tongue in my snatch until I came.
That was something I loved too, my sister losing control and needing me so bad she didn’t care who was watching.
I got Kara back for that particular occasion. She surprised me with pussy eating in front of her friends, I surprised her later in the bedroom.
Kara had to watch curiously from my bed as I got out my new toy. I hummed cheerfully to myself, temporarily pretending to ignore my sister as I got myself ready.
“Is that… a strapon?” Kara asked.
“Sure is!”
“And where do you think that’s going?”
I turned to her, wicked glee in my eyes. “Probably up your bum. Though if you wanted me in your pussy instead….”
Kara stared at me a moment longer, chewing on her bottom lip, then slowly and deliberately rolled over to present her ass to me. I went a bit weak at the sight, and my heart pounded a little bit harder. I was already tightly wound from planning to spring this new naughtiness on Kara, but to see her easy submission and trust hit me on a whole other level. Not that I’d expect anything less from my beloved sister.
“You’ll have to get me nice and slippery,” Kara said, her voice cracking slightly from excitement and nerves.
I grinned wider. “On it!”
I licked and slobbered over Kara’s butthole, being deliberately sloppy about it beyond anything I’d done before. Which, I had to admit, was quite fun and made me want to do more of it in future.
I used copious lube too, of course, both inside and out. Probably too much, if anything. I got both Kara and me giggling at the slick mess I was making, but at least I had the presence of mind to fetch a towel for underneath her before it became a total disaster over the bed and everything.
My fingers slid easily inside Kara, up her tight bum. She moaned and squeezed eagerly on my fingers, urging me for more.
“You ready?” I purred.
“Oh god. I… I think so,” Kara said.
I pushed my fingers as deep as they would go. “That doesn’t sound very certain.”
Kara looked back at me over her shoulder. “I can’t be certain,” she said softly. “I’ve never done this before. You… you’re going to be my first.”
My heart melted a little more for my sister’s cute admission. “Your first anal?”
“Mmhm. I guess I knew it was coming sooner or later. No one else was ever so infatuated with my butt. And… I’m happy to give it to you.”
I whimpered with an overload of adoration. It wasn’t really that Kara’s ass had enthralled me, not at first. It was Kara herself who kept me spellbound. Her bum had just been a way of showing that while she wrestled with her hangups.
I had to admit, though, that these days there was a special anal connection between us, and I had specifically acquired a strapon with the intent of pegging my sister’s booty. Only I’d been evilly thinking of how hot it would be, and how I’d make Kara cum in such kinky fashion. She of course had turned it to something more beautiful and loving than that, if only symbolically.
“You know it’s you I love, not your butt,” I said, running my hands over Kara’s ass as I spoke and spreading her cheeks.
“Could fool me some days,” she said mischievously.
“No! I love you!”
“… do you want to fuck my bum or what?”
“Of course I do.”
“So?”
“I just want to be clear about how much I love you.”
Kara grinned impishly. “Before you quite naughtily pound my butt?”
“… yes.”
“Consider me informed, then.”
Kara lifted her hips a little extra, enticing me to her. I kept running my hands over her, brushing my fingers over her slippery little hole, slipping inside and back out again.
“It’s just… there’s so much pressure now,” I said. “How am I supposed to do this lovingly? All special and stuff?”
“It’s you,” Kara said. “It’ll be special.”
“But–”
“Trust me. It is. Don’t worry about that part. Just… worry about the horny part. Like what you planned. Make me cum, Triss. Or… just have fun. Do what you want to do.”
“Grrr, maybe I will.”
“Good.”
I set my jaw, intending to just go ahead, as requested. I faltered again almost immediately. It had to be special now. It had to. And here I was never having done this before either. Where did that leave me?
Unless… unless that was part of the beauty of it. Kara and I both trying new things with each other, and doing it out of love. Well, out of horniness too. But mostly love.
I pressed the head of my strapon to Kara’s tight little bumhole, and shivered just at that contact. Not for physical reasons, obviously, but because of what it represented. I was, in effect, about to take my own sister’s anal virginity. It didn’t get much naughtier than that.
“Come on, Triss,” Kara hissed. “Do it.”
“You want me in your bum?”
“Unf. I want you in my bum.”
I whimpered pathetically even though I wasn’t the one about to have my butt stuffed. I pressed my thumb to the tip of my strapon and watched it slowly force Kara’s butthole open, then suddenly pop inside.
Kara gasped loudly and stiffened for a second before relaxing again.
“Oh wow,” she said.
“Ok?”
“Yeah, of course it’s ok.”
“It doesn’t hurt?”
“No. It’s… it’s weird. But good. Just… go slow, ok?”
I smiled. “Yeah, Kara. Of course I’ll go slow.”
I treated my sister so gently. Like a princess. An incestuously bum-filled princess.
I watched with utter fascination as my strapon spread and stretched Kara’s ass. I listened to her cute moans and whimpers, guiding my movements by the sounds she made, only very slowly moving faster and deeper.
My sister’s butt was all mine. Just for me. I felt as though I was claiming it, joining us together in a whole new, incredibly naughty kind of way.
“God that’s hot,” I whispered.
Kara moaned softly. “You think so, do you?”
“I know so. I’m right here watching it.”
She managed a smirk over her shoulder. “You should try feeling it,” she said, practically purring.
I grinned right back and thrust a little harder, making Kara coo and close her eyes. Her fingers gripped the bedsheets tightly for a second as I reasserted some control.
“Nah,” I said. “I think I like it just like this.”
“In my ass?”
“Mmhm.”
“You’re bad, Triss.”
“You love it.”
“Mmm. I love you.” Kara’s eyelids fluttered. “Do me harder,” she urged huskily. “I’m yours, you know.”
“Unf. I know. Love you.”
I fucked Kara harder, trying to gauge exactly how much she wanted. I was getting off on the visual, the auditory, and the emotional. She was getting more of the physical aspects, and I didn’t know precisely what it was like for her, other than how it was turning her to putty for me.
Kara was becoming increasingly incoherent, practically babbling at times. Just making sounds more than words. She kept encouraging me, kept demanding more, and I kept pounding her bum for her like the adoring little sister I was.
I eventually reached around Kara for her pussy, locating her clit in particular. She moaned and shook her head.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Gonna make you cum.”
“Nooooo.”
“What? Why?”
“I don’t want you to stop though.”
I cocked my head. “Don’t be silly. I can’t keep doing this too long. You’d be so sore tomorrow.”
“… maybe I want to be.”
“Kara….”
“I want to remember this.”
“Ha, you think you’ll forget so quickly?”
“No. Just… I don’t want it to end.”
“Oh Kara. Nothing’s gonna end, we just need to take breaks sometimes.”
I rubbed her clit without further argument. I wished even more that I could actually feel her around me as her butt gripped my strapon that much tighter. It would be amazing, I was sure. But it was amazing enough anyway just seeing the way she lost control and feeling the extra resistance on my movements. Not to mention making her cum. It made me so happy to bring her pleasure like that.
Kara squirted massively. More than I was used to even with her usual cums. Probably from having a dildo up her bum I supposed. And some sisterly love and attention. The best things in life.
“You always make such a mess,” I tsked as I examined my hand afterward, absolutely coated in her juices.
“Shhh.”
“Messy sister.”
“Shush. Come cuddle me.”
I grinned. “Yes ma’am.”
“Don’t ma’am me.”
“Or what?”
Kara grumbled some, but was so eager to have my arms around her. I enfolded her with all the love and comfort I had for her.
“You’re trembling,” I whispered.
“M’not.”
“You are.”
“Well–”
“What’s wrong?”
Kara shook her head. “Nothing. Nothing’s wrong.”
“And you’re crying.”
“Only a li’l.”
“Kara….”
“Triss, goddamn. The things you make me feel.”
“Hehe, ’cause you like it in the buuuttt.”
“Not that! I mean, yes, I do. But it’s you. You know it’s you.”
I giggled. “My little butt slut.”
“… you’re going to be insufferable aren’t you?”
“Maybe just for a minute.”
“Best be just for a minute. I’ve just been anally deflowered.”
“Mmm,” I purred. “And I enjoyed every second of it.”
“I’m sure you did.”
“I know you did too. Don’t act like you didn’t.”
Kara gave me a small but radiant smile. “I really did. But… but you know it’s not about being a butt slut or anything like that.”
“But you love me playing with your bum.”
“Grrr. Triss… I mean yes, I do. You seem quite intent on making it sound like it’s more about that than doing stuff with you though.”
“What should I be implying instead then?”
“That I love you so much I can’t stop thinking about you, and I want to give myself to you entirely, and any dirty stuff we do is just a reflection of that.”
“… well goddamn, Kara, you’re gonna make me cry now.”
“Not necessary.”
“Might be though.”
“Just cuddle me.”
“M’already cuddling you.”
I squeezed Kara tighter, clinging to her. The swelling of love she made me feel made it impossible to let go just at the moment. I knew what she meant about doing stuff with me just because of the emotional connection. Lots of stuff we’d done was new to me too, and I only wanted it and felt comfortable with it because it was with her.
“You know,” I said softly, “I’ve never really had anything up my butt either. ‘Cept your fingers a couple times. You could… you could do stuff to me too sometime. If you wanted.”
“Unf. Damn, Triss. Really?”
“Of course.”
“… I mean I really like your pussy though.”
“I’d noticed.”
“Maybe if it feels right sometime.”
“Yeah. If it feels right. If you want to.”
Kara was quiet a moment. “I mean, the more I think about it….”
“Hehe, you wanna take your baby sister’s anal virginity now, don’t you?”
“Don’t say it like that.”
“But it’s trrruuue.”
Kara sighed. “You’re just lucky I don’t feel like moving right now.”
“Don’t worry. You’ll get me someday.”
“Yes. Yes I will.”
****
Kara and I got to be a mild exasperation to our friends, what with our constant displays of affection, often bordering on the totally inappropriate, and slightly less often disregarding boundaries entirely. Our friends were happy for us and supported us still, but they sometimes expressed disbelief at the sheer quantity of sloppy makeouts we got up to, for instance. Which was fair. We did a lot of that kind of stuff.
Our parents were a bit trickier. Kara and I told them we were together when they got back from their vacation, but they didn’t seem to really grasp what we meant by that. Somehow they just thought it was cute how much time we were spending together and how close we were.
Neither Kara or I really felt like explaining in any greater detail, so we kind of just left it as it was and had to sneak around more than we were used to. I immediately missed those long summer days of being naked together and getting up to whatever sexiness we wanted whenever we felt like it, but summer had to end sometime, I supposed.
Luckily sex wasn’t the most important thing. I mean yes, I had a near-constant desire to kiss Kara all over, or try to stick my tongue inside her, or make her cum, or any other such thing. I couldn’t deny those feelings. But just being next to her and holding her hand, for instance, made me a very happy girl too.
That was probably the only reason we were able to co-exist with our parents without something breaking. I wasn’t sure if it was willful ignorance on our parents’ part, or if we really just didn’t give enough of a vibe of being truly together, but all our cutesy relationship stuff somehow didn’t mandate the big talk that I assumed would come sooner or later.
“I don’t know if they don’t see it, or if they can’t see it,” I said.
Kara shrugged. “I don’t know either. But we told them. And we’re not exactly hiding it. Not our fault.”
I grinned crookedly. “Well, we are hiding an awful lot of it. The really fun stuff.”
“That’s just good manners, Triss. One should keep one’s butt sex away from polite company.”
I nodded sagely. “You are wise in the ways of social etiquette.”
“But speaking of which….”
“You want me in your butt?”
“If you’re up for it.”
“Practically always, as you well know.”
I kissed my way down Kara’s body, stopping at her pussy for quite a while. She had grown comfortable with me doing most anything I wanted with her, which I loved, but she still often preferred me playing with her bum in some fashion. I couldn’t fully determine whether she liked it better physically, or because it was our special connection. Or, indeed, just because it was naughtier, and she liked the thrill of being a butt slut for me.
In any case, I eventually flipped Kara over and sloppily ate out her butthole for a long while, followed by stuffing it with my strapon. Kara burbled happily into the bed and helped me to fuck her from any angle I liked. My beautiful, sexy, beloved big sister.
****
Kara and I got a place of our own that winter. It became necessary, being more cooped up with our parents than before, and given the thoughts always in our minds.
It wasn’t a great market for buying a house, but Kara had gone back to work and had landed a rather decent paycheck for herself. I picked up a little part time work while I was still going to school, with the intention of doing more when classes ended in the spring. Kara insisted I not distract myself too much from my studies, which I agreed with, but I didn’t want her supporting us all by herself.
Mom and Dad helped out with the deposit on our new place, with the understanding that it was a loan with no interest or pay back date. Honestly, I don’t think they were worried about getting the money back at all. Seeing us happy was the goal. And, honestly, I think us all living together again, while nice, drove them as slightly crazy as it did Kara and I.
I was excited right away for summer, for being freely naked whenever I wanted again, for doing so many things with Kara, having friends over, and everything else. But even immediately, even still mid-winter, I felt nervous and thrilled and ever-so-lucky to be all alone with my sister. To have a place of our own.
“Kara?”
“Hm?”
“I know we’re not fully moved in and unpacked and stuff yet.”
Kara gave me an amused look. “It’s coming along, but you’re right, we’re not.”
“Right, but maybe… maybe we could still do something special? The house is all ours and everything. Just you and me.”
Kara cocked her head. “You have something in mind, I take it?”
“Well… yeah.”
“And?”
I eyed Kara shyly. I didn’t feel shy with much around her these days. Hardly anything really. “You haven’t been in my butt yet,” I said softly.
Kara’s smile turned to thoughtfulness, then back to an even wider grin. “That’s where your mind is, huh?”
“Well it would be special, wouldn’t it?”
“I like your pussy, Triss.”
“I know. And I love the things you do to it. But sometimes you tease my bum a little too. And I know how much you like that stuff. So… maybe you could do some more to me. It’d be my first time, you know, same as with you this summer.”
Kara moved in and kissed me tenderly, running her fingers up into my hair. “Do you really want it?” she asked. “Or do you–”
“I really want it. I keep thinking every time you lick me there, or put on a strapon, or whatever that maybe you’re gonna want it. But you never really do much beyond a little licking.” I finished with a slight pout.
“I’m sorry, Triss. I like it with you, but it’s not like… I’m not the butt slut you keep saying I am.”
“So you say.”
She caressed my hair. “I think you may have to consider that you’re more the butt slut here. Even if the butt in question is mine most of the time.”
“I’m not! It’s just ’cause it’s what you like.”
“Mmhm. Same here.”
I hesitated. “So what do we actually like then?”
“Each other. Whatever feels good.”
I nodded. “Well… I want you, Kara. And maybe… maybe I want to try something new with you. And give you something no one else ever got.”
“And if you hate it?”
“Then at least we’ll have tried it once. Together.”
Kara kissed me again. “You know, the more I think about it….”
“You want to?”
She nodded, eyes bright and mischievous. “Maybe I’d like to take my little sister’s anal virginity.”
Her fingers closed into fists, snugly gripping my hair. I shivered as she pulled my head back and exposed my neck, kissing and nibbling on it while holding me helpless.
“Well you don’t need to say it quite like that.”
“Make you my little butt slut,” she continued, undaunted.
“Karaaa!”
“You started this,” she whispered. “Don’t blame me now.”
Her hands tickled my sides as she slipped under my shirt. She was taking control, getting into the idea of what she was going to do with me. I felt a nervous pounding in my heart. Excited and hopeful, yes, but I hadn’t done all the butt play that Kara had. Not with my own body.
We’d figured her out together, though, and that was what we could do with me too. At least once. I needed to give myself to Kara in all the ways I could think of. I needed to. And this was, after all, a weirdly special little thing between us.
I could do it. With Kara, I could do anything.
We got out of our clothes together in a flurry of kissing and feeling each other all over. Kara led me to bed and pushed me in. Her eyes had a wicked, horny glint to them. I was excited too, but more nervous.
Kara ate out my butthole for quite a while before she did anything else. I wasn’t used to such lavish treatment of my bum. I regularly slobbered all over her ass, but she usually only licked mine a little while playing with my pussy on occasion. Nothing like her current attempt to devour it entirely.
I sighed happily and relaxed into the experience. I felt so adored and appreciated. It wasn’t going to make me cum or anything, but it was really nice, and weirdly kind of comforted me and my nerves.
“Why don’t I do this more?” Kara mumbled while still face-deep in my ass.
“I don’t knooowww,” I moaned. “You should though.”
“I really should. God, your pussy’s getting so wet even.”
“Is it?”
“Mmhm!”
Kara slurped across my pussy a few times, tasting my wetness, then went back to my ass. She rolled me on my back and pushed my legs up so that my ass stuck in the air where she could eat it and still look down at my beaming, panting face.
“You ready?” she asked, kissing my thigh.
“I think so.”
“We’ll go slow. We can stop any time if you need to.”
Kara darted nakedly off the bed to fetch needed supplies. I rubbed my pussy while I waited for her to bounce back into bed with me. Rather curiously, she grabbed our double-ended dildo instead of a strapon.
“What’s that for?” I asked.
“For your bum, silly.”
“No, I know. But… I thought you were gonna fuck me.”
“Still the intent. Just… one end’s gonna go in me too.”
“Oh my god!”
“What?”
I couldn’t help giggling. “Kara, you know this doesn’t really work. We’ve tried it before. It’s fun, but it’s not practical.”
“Who said anything about being practical?” Kara asked, leaning over to kiss me. “I just think it’ll be hot. And if it doesn’t work at all, I’ll get the strapon for you.”
I was still giggling even after her kiss. “Well, it’ll be fun anyway.”
“Exactly.”
Kara pushed my knees back again, letting me watch while she held my ass in the air. Once she had us both positioned, she worked on lubing and relaxing me, getting first her fingers inside me, then the dildo.
It took some time, but we were in no hurry. It was fairly common for us just to spend time exploring each other like this anyway. No real urgent goals other than to see what worked and what felt good. If Kara wanted to mix some private little fantasy of hers into this encounter, I was happy to go along with it.
“Ooh! That dildo is so big,” I said, whimpering slightly.
“Sorry, Triss. It is gonna be more than my fingers though. No way around that.”
“It’s ok. Be gentle with me.” I made big eyes at my sister. “It’s my first time.”
She snorted. “You goofball.”
“Well it is!”
“Yeah, but your innocent act doesn’t fool anyone. Least of all me.”
Kara pushed the toy a little deeper inside me. My eyes rolled back and I hissed in a small breath.
“Unf. I’m gonna be so fullll,” I whined.
“Yeah you are. Just remember you wanted this.”
I smiled. “I still want this, Kara. If I can’t give all of myself to you, what’s the point?”
“Lots of point still, I assure you.”
“Oh? What if I didn’t want sex at all?”
“Then I’d have to masturbate a lot. But I’d still want to be with you. It’s not about specific sexual acts, you know.”
“Says the girl about to go ass to ass with me.”
Kara pouted. “Well… I mean as long as I have the opportunity….” She shrugged. “Just because something’s not necessary doesn’t mean I don’t want it really badly.”
“Hehe, that’s what I thought.”
Kara worked me up to the point that she could thrust the dildo in and out of my butt, and I generally just enjoyed it. It was still a lot, and new to me, but it was nice, and the fascination on Kara’s face suggested she wished she’d tried playing with my ass a lot more before this.
Trying to double up and put the other end in her butt led to more giggling than anything. We tried various positions, but had a hard time making anything sexy actually work. The attempts were fun and kind of hot, but mostly silly.
“How do they even do this in porn?!” Kara demanded.
I snickered. “I don’t know. It’s probably not meant for real application.”
“We can do it in both our pussies sometimes though.”
“We can. But that doesn’t really work all that well either. Plus the angles are slightly easier.” I shrugged. “You want me to try face down, ass up again?”
“Maybe.”
We managed some limited success eventually, and I really liked feeling her butt against mine, knowing we were sharing a toy deep inside both of us, but it still seemed like more of a porn thing than something we could use easily.
“Grrr, that really didn’t go as well as I’d hoped,” Kara said after we’d given up trying to fuck each other’s asses together.
I laughed and hugged her. “It was fun. That’s what matters.”
“I should have done something simpler. That was your first time doing something like that.”
“Hm, maybe. We tried something you wanted to try. I’m happy with that.”
“Even though we looked like idiots.”
“Haha, yeah. Even with that. Who knows, though, maybe if we’d filmed it it would have looked sexier.”
“… don’t give me ideas.”
I stroked Kara’s hair. “You can film whatever weird butt stuff we do if you want. I don’t mind.”
“I’m not all about the butt stuff, you know. You don’t have to keep implying that I am.”
“Sure you aren’t,” I cooed, not even trying to sound sincere in my assurances.
“But if you’re gonna be that way about it….”
I tickled Kara’s neck, making her swat at me. “What ya gonna do?” I asked.
The answer, it turned out, was to get our strapon. The one I normally fucked her ass with. I rather bemusedly rolled over and presented my bum for her. I was going to be so deliciously sore tomorrow.
Kara sank into my ass pretty easily this time. I was all warmed up for her. She was really quite enthusiastic about it for someone who supposedly wasn’t all about the butt stuff.
“Goddamn, this is pretty fun, huh?” she said. “No wonder you always want to do it to me.”
I mewled and clutched at the sheets. “I do it ’cause you like it,” I whined, struggling not to get overwhelmed.
“Now who’s not being honest, hm?”
“… ok, so I kinda like doing stuff to your butt too.”
“Mmhm.”
“Kara?”
“Hm?”
“I love doing anything, as long as it’s with you. Even if it doesn’t really work right. Or if I’m sore tomorrow. Or whatever. Just as long as it’s together.”
Kara slowed down fucking my bumhole. “I’m going too hard, aren’t I?”
“No. It’s ok. I’ll feel like your dirty little butt slut after, is all. And that’s kinda hot.”
“Oh Triss….”
Kara pulled out and dove in with her face instead. She kissed my bum aggressively, getting her tongue deep in where I was still gaping for her.
I had to admit I liked this stuff better. Harder stuff was fun and horny, but just getting all loved on by my sister was best. Spending hours kissing, touching, licking, and adoring each other made me the happiest girl.
“That’s niiiccce,” I purred.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” Kara mumbled around my butt.
“I don’t mind a little. I think you should still be a bit rough with me sometimes. Especially if you soothe me like this after.”
Kara growled and flipped me over. She latched her mouth onto my pussy and licked with loving, practiced technique. It was even better because I could see her eyes now, even while she was tongue-deep inside me. I loved watching her eyes while she made me cum.
She was in a particular kind of mood on this occasion. The kind where she made me cum multiple times. Which I really liked, even just for the physical intimacy of the process, but she could take it too far.
I got all gooey and melty for her after the second or third time cumming on her tongue. Eventually it got to a point where I had to weakly push her away and curl up protectively to keep her away from my pussy.
“Stop,” I whimpered. “You made my clit sore now too.”
Kara just grinned wickedly. “Oh, did I?”
“Yes!”
“I thought you wanted me to be a bit rough.”
“That’s… I mean yes, but that’s not rough. That’s being gentle too aggressively.”
Kara laughed. “Oh Triss.” She crawled up and kissed me with lips that were saturated with my own flavour. “I love you.”
I grinned shyly. “I know. You’re gonna have to cuddle me a lot now though.”
“Mmm. The sacrifices I have to make.”
Kara wrapped me up in her arms and held me while I recovered from too many cums, and too much love. The latter of which I feared might be a permanent condition. The best kind of problem to have, though.
****
Time passed with Kara and I and our new life. I remained just as happy as could be, particularly once summer rolled around again. It was so freeing to be out in our own yard, clothing extremely optional.
We were able to have our friends over whenever we wanted, and really didn’t behave ourselves hardly at all. Our friends either tolerated or appreciated our exhibitionism, depending on the person and their mood at the time.
I felt like Mom and Dad clued in more at some point as to what Kara and I being together meant, but they never really pushed it, and were careful not to ever ask for more detail than they wanted to hear. It was a fairly good place to be in with them.
****
“You’re a little showoff some days,” Kara whispered in my ear.
I laughed. “What do you mean some days?”
I was naked. Of course I was. Sitting in Kara’s lap, letting her play with me. My friends were over, sunning themselves with us.
All three of them had become bolder, since modesty wasn’t really a thing at our house. Jess and Rey were tanning fully nude like I was, and Kathy was topless with only her bikini bottoms on. Mostly they ignored us, but Jess had definitely rubbed herself off at least once already. She’d unabashedly watched me get felt up by my sister, while I watched her rub her pussy.
“Some days worse than others,” Kara corrected herself.
“Hm. That’s fair. Same for you though.”
“Not so much.”
“You’re just as naked and horny as I am. And who’s feeling who up right now, hm?”
“Only ’cause you plonked yourself down in my lap. What’s a girl to do?”
“Hehe, yeah.” I squirmed happily. “Hey Kara? Wanna eat my pussy?”
“… yes.”
We got some teasing and eye rolls as I lay back for Kara and she kissed her way to my wet little pussy. However, I saw at least Jess’s hand slip between her legs before I lost interest in anything other than my sister, and I was pretty sure Kathy’s was creeping in that direction too.
Sometimes horny friends were the best friends.
I luxuriated in the sun and Kara’s licks. She made me melt in front of my friends, licking, sucking, and kissing me in all the very best ways. The ways she knew I loved. All with an audience for our sisterly playtime. We were really quite incorrigible that way.
Kara teased my clit, working it with her lips and tongue. She slowly, inevitably built me up to a lovely, toe-curling cum. My need and horniness was released and left me temporarily sated. Sated enough for some relatively innocent cuddles afterward, all just sprawled out languidly in the sun together.
“You two aren’t ever gonna behave yourselves, are you?” Rey asked.
I smiled. “Hopefully not, no.”
“Not our style,” Kara agreed.
“I for one appreciate it,” Jess said.
“I’m sure you do,” Rey said, rolling her eyes. “I need to get less horny friends.”
“No you don’t. You’d be bored,” Jess said.
“Well… maybe. Maybe you’re right.”
“Of course I am,” Jess said. “Things have been a lot more fun ever since Triss started banging her sister.”
Rey sighed. “You’re kind of right. Just doesn’t feel respectable.”
“I can’t argue with you on that one.”
I grinned at Kara. “Hear that?” I whispered. “We’re not respectable.”
“Trust me, I’m aware.”
“But we’re fun.”
“Also aware.”
“… want me to lick your pussy next?”
“Sure. In a minute.”
“Or… other places?”
Kara considered. “Lemme think about it. See how respectable I feel like being.”
“Ok. You think on it.”
****
Kara and I were exhausted by the time we fell into bed together that night. Exhausted in a happy and satisfied kind of way. The sort where I was content just for a time out before the next day. Time to recover so I could better love my sister again with more energy.
It was a vicious cycle of sorts, always wearing ourselves out together. But a lovely one for all that.
I snuggled up tight with Kara as we drifted off, feeling like the luckiest girl ever.