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The pebbles hit the window, making a light tapping sound. No response from the 2nd window to the left, Jessica’s room.

“Dammit” I muttered under my breath, “she fell asleep.” Just my luck. Oh well, I hope the windows unlocked, or I'm gonna have a long walk home. I shimmied over the small hedge and tried to push the window up. It didn’t budge an inch. Locked. I moved over to the next window, which belonged to Jessica’s sister who was away at college. I tried her window and it slid up easily. I pulled myself through the window and landed quietly on the floor. I stood up and walked towards the door, but then I was stopped in mid stride.

“Woah” was the only thought that was in my head. “Woah!” I whispered, unable to contain myself. Jess’s sister was apparently home from college to visit or something. She was sleeping naked under a purple and green print sheet. The sheet only covered her from the waist down, and I felt guilty for the thoughts running through my mind. There was a striking resemblance between her and Jessica. Without even realizing I was doing anything, I leaned over and ran one finger down her exposed flesh. From the hollow of her neck, over her breast, the nipple hard to the touch, and over her flat stomach down to where the sheet began. She has breathed in sharply when I had stroked her breast and now she stirred, moving further up in bed. The sheet started to slide and I pushed it off the other side and onto the floor.

What lay before me could have been a famous painting by one of the great masters. She was laying on her back with her legs side by side and the dark V between them looked inviting and tasty. I reached over and stroked her, twirling my finger in the dark nest of her pubic hair. I pushed my finger down between her legs, and stroked it upwards. He legs tightened together then loosened, and my finger cam back wet. I did it again and she moaned in her sleep. I pushed my hand lightly between her legs, spreading them a little, and placed my hand on her, enjoying the feel of the coarse hair against my skin. I moved my hand against her and she moaned again, then gasped. Her eyes flew open and there was a shocked look on her face. I took my hand away, cursing myself for being so stupid, what if she told Jessica?

I had started to back up, in a panic, when she said “don't stop” in a breathless voice. How was there anything I could do but obey? She spread her legs wider for me and I continued playing with her dark hair, and fingering her. She was hot and wet and she smelled nice.

I climbed up on the bed and knelt at the end. I pushed her legs all the way apart and leaned down. I ran my tongue down from her shaking thigh to her waiting pussy. I licked her and kissed her and even bit at her a little. She kept moaning and shaking all over. I took her clit in my teeth and pulled a little, sucking on it and drawing my tongue back and forth over it, making her moan so loud that I was afraid everyone in the house was going to wake up.

I licked her and fingered her at the same time and when her orgasm came she cried out softly, biting her lip to keep from screaming the same way that Jessica did. She squeezed her legs together, keeping my head in place with my mouth on her, tasting her. When she had calmed down a little, I ran my tongue up from her pussy, over her stomach, to one of her gorgeous tits and licked slowly around her nipple in the way I knew drove her sister crazy. Apparently it was genetic. I sucked on it lightly and she moaned and writhed in the bed.

I had done all this without speaking a word to her, and continuing in my silence, I got off the bed and stood up. She sat up, making no move to cover herself, and got off the bed to walk over to me. She kissed me, pulling me close to her and pressing herself against me. I could feel her full breasts pushing at my chest and the hotness of her sex against mine. I pulled her even closer than she already was, stroking every inch of her body that I could reach. She moaned into my mouth, her body trembling against mine.

At that moment, an image of Jessica’s face blasted into my mind. I stepped back from her sisters arms reluctantly. She looked at him and I could see the hunger in her eyes. She said “you’re Jessica’s girlfriend, aren’t you?” I nodded, and she continued, “I understand. Go have fun.”

I saw the glint of tears in her eyes and I reached out to comfort her. The second my hand touched her silky skin, all resistance and willpower left me.

A long time later, I disentangled myself from her arms, and leaving her asleep on the bad, crept out of her room and into Jessica’s. Just as I thought, she was sound asleep in her bed. She was naked, of course, and the sight of her affected me as it always did. A painfully sweet pang of emotion and desire and love that was threatened to be drowned by incredible lust.

I took my clothes off for the second time that night, dropping them on the floor; and climbed into bed next to her. She opened her eyes and smiled sleepily. For some reason we hadn’t yet done anything more than kissing and touching. I loved to go to a movie and just sit in the dark and play with her, but we had yet to do anything like her sister and I had just done. Jessica rolled over and faced me, her breasts pushing against me, and kissed me hard and deep.

We slept the whole night together, our lips only inches apart, and neither one of us woke up when Jess’s sister opened the door and looked in on us, her face a mask of desire and longing. She finally closed the door and returned to her room where she cried herself to sleep.

The next morning after I had kissed Jessica good morning and gotten dressed, I climbed back out the window and went around to the front door. I rang the bell and Jess’s mother opened the door, trying to put on an earring. She instantly invited me to breakfast, and I accepted. Her parents saw me as a third daughter. I was always at their house. They had no idea I actually slept there too. It comforted me to sleep near Jessica, to hold her and protect her. She was so precious and wonderful, so strong and yet so delicate, I was afraid I would break her but I still could never hold her tight enough.

I sat down to eggs, bacon, and orange juice. Jessica came down the stairs and I watched her appreciatively. Wow, she was gorgeous. She was wearing a small flirty blue skirt. She knew how much I liked her in short skirts.

“Love those legs, babe.” I said around a mouthful of egg. Her parents thought nothing of these kind of comments anymore. It was just friend stuff, and I don't think they ever suspected anything different.

Jessica’s mom went to work and her dad went to the store, so we were all alone in the kitchen. Jessie got up and walked over to me. She sat on my lap, facing me and straddling me. I reached down and smiled. She wasn’t wearing anything under the skirt. She leaned against me and frenched me, and it was rough and wonderful. I heard a slight cough and we looked up to see Jess’s sister standing there.

“Serena, this is Samantha, Samantha, this is Serena.” Jess said, making nervous introductions. Serena saved us the melodrama of saying something like “We’ve already met” and for that I was grateful. We just nodded a hello to each other and then Jess gasped.

“You’re going to wear that outside?!” Jess asked in a shocked voice. --- Part 2 of part 2 will be around when I have the energy to type it. That should be soon. I doubt. My apologies for this story being dumb, but it IS the first time I had tried writing anything like it, so bear with me. Just because this is posted now doesn’t mean it was written now. It was written last year.

alright, i just read a good story, and now this reminds me of shit, but oh well.