Wicked Step-Sisters

“Give that back!” Carrie shouted, chasing Eliza into her bedroom, and
tackling her onto the bed.  She grabbed her hairbrush out of Eliza’s
hand.  “You are such a pain.  I wish my dad had never married your mom.”

“Me too,” Eliza frowned.  They had both just celebrated their
eighteenth birthdays and were going to be heading off to college soon,
and neither one of them could wait.  “I’m sick of you taking my stuff.”

“This is MINE!” Carrie howled, sitting on top of Eliza and pinning her
hands above her head.  The hairbrush fell, forgotten, onto the
comforter.  “You were what they thought of when they invented the
wicked step-sister.”

Eliza stuck her tongue out at Carrie, and wriggled under her
step-sister’s body.  She could feel the warmth of Carrie’s breasts
against hers, and their bare stomachs rubbed together, exposed by their
short halter tops and hip-hugging shorts.  “Get offa me,” Eliza moaned,
pressing her legs up.  Her knee slid between Carrie’s thighs and
collided with Carrie’s cunt.

Carrie gasped at the pressure, and both women looked at each other,
shocked.  But Eliza didn’t remove her leg.  She pushed up, forcing her
knee to rub against Carrie’s snatch.  Carrie moaned, throwing her head
back, her long blonde hair tumbling down over her back, and pressed
Eliza’s hands more firmly into the bed.

“You want to play dirty?” Carrie smiled, shivering as Eliza’s knee
worked at her cunt, pressing the damp denim of her cutoffs against her
dripping cunt.  Carrie moved her hands so she was holding Eliza’s
wrists and moved her hand down to her step-sister’s breasts, slipping
her fingers under the thin material of Eliza’s halter top and pinching
her nipples.

“Ooh,” Eliza shivered.  She arched her back, pushing her breast into
Carrie’s wandering hands, and ground her knee against Carrie’s crotch,
provoking a shiver from her step-sister.  Carrie shoved Eliza’s halter
top up to her neck, revealing Eliza’s firm, creamy breasts.  She
lowered her head and sucked on her nipples, running her tongue around
them in circles and then blowing on them.  “Oh yes,” Eliza whispered.

Carrie moved her head up and released Eliza’s hands.  The women
kissed, their tongues darting in and out of each other’s mouths, as
their hands roamed freely over each other’s bodies.  Soon Eliza was
returning Carrie’s attentions, sucking on her blonde step-sister’s
heavy breasts as they swung in her face.

Hooking her legs behind Carrie’s, Eliza was able to flip Carrie onto
her back.  Sitting astride her, rubbing her wet cunt along Carrie’s
hips, Eliza stripped her step-sister, then herself.  They kissed again,
rubbing their naked tits against each other, and sliding their hands
closer and closer to each other’s cunts.

Reaching her destination first, Carrie slid two fingers into Eliza’s
sopping slit.  Eliza groaned and thrust her hips back, pressing her
clit against Carrie’s palm as her fingers thrust in and out of the
other woman’s slit.  Eliza’s hands soon followed Carrie’s example,
spreading Carrie’s glistening cunt lips wide and shoving three fingers
inside, spreading her tunnel and oozing juices onto Eliza’s furiously
working fingers.

They continued kissing, stroking each other’s hair and breasts,
licking their lips and sucking on each other’s tongues as their fingers
moved faster and faster.  Eliza dipped her fingers deep into Carrie’s
juices and then removed her fingers, spreading the sticky fluid onto
Carrie’s thighs and then tweaking her clit.  Carrie gasped and came in
a shiver, her clit pulsing between Eliza’s firm fingers, her cunt
leaking even more rapidly.

As Carrie’s orgasm overtook her, her cunt pulsing as Eliza shoved her
fingers back inside her slick hole, Carrie wet her pinky and wormed it
gently into Eliza’s small asshole.  Eliza gasped at the penetration,
stiffening, and then relaxed as Carrie’s thumb found her clit and
rubbed it slowly, relaxing her muscles.  As Eliza’s thighs shook and
her clit got harder against Carrie’s thumb, Carrie slowly fucked her
step-sister’s ass with her smallest finger, pressing against her
sensitive anus again and again.

Eliza moaned as Carrie sucked on her nipples again, pulling the stiff
nubs roughly between her lips, screwing into Eliza’s ass faster and
faster, rubbing her clit in quick circles.  “I’m going to come!” Eliza
shouted, clutching at Carrie’s thick hair as she pressed her hips up
and Carrie drilled into her asshole, holding her hand still as Eliza
came.  Her clit throbbed against Carrie’s thumb, her asshole squeezed
at Carrie’s pinky, until she collapsed in exhaustion on the bed.

They continued kissing each other, fingering each other’s slits as
their breathing calmed.  “Maybe you’re not such a wicked step-sister
after all,” Carrie smiled.

“Oh, I’m wicked alright,” Eliza grinned, reaching down to bite her
step-sister’s nipple lightly.  “But I’m a good kind of wicked.”