Kathy pulled the cotton panties up over her narrow girlish hips and slipped into her robe. The bathroom was warm and humid from her shower. She stepped quickly into the hall and peeked into her parents' bedroom. Her mother was asleep, fully clothed, on the bed. Her father was still at the church meeting. She turned aside and entered her own bedroom.
The evening was almost as warm as the bathroom had been. Kathy slid the robe off her shoulders and tossed it onto a chair. She paused before the full-length mirror and looked at the reflection of her nearly nude adolescent body. Her budding breasts were tiny hills under her small nipples. Her tummy still had a little bulge of baby fat. Her hips were slim and her ass just beginning to round out. She struck several poses, shaking her head and clucking to herself with disappointment.
She ran her small hands up her sides and over her chest. Her fingers brushed the hard little knobs of her nipples and a tingle ran through her. Goosebumps popped up on her skin. She shivered and brushed her fingertips over the sensitive buttons. She sighed softly and let them flick slowly back and forth over them. She bit her lip against the sensation. Between her legs seemed to suddenly itch. She squeezed her thighs together, grinding the pouting lips together between them.
She plucked at her nipples, watching in the mirror. Her small pussy flexed again and again as she squeezed her thighs together. The itch inside her panties was getting unbearable. One small hand slid from her nipple and dropped down across her belly. Timidly, she stroked the slight indention in the front of the cotton cloth. Her fingertip pressed lightly into it and touched the little knob hidden between the firm lips. Her hips jerked and she gasped as the intense sensation shot through her.
Her face was flushed and her eyes were drooping. Her small mouth opened and her breath quickened. In the back of her mind, something worked hard at telling her that she was doing wrong, but her body subdued the objection. The feelings that were surging through her were too pleasant to stop.
Her finger probed deeper into the cleft between her small thighs. She rubbed and teased the little knob of her clit. Her thighs parted, her knees bending slightly. Her other hand rubbed and pinched at her nipples. Her breathing was ragged and raspy. Her hips began to flex, hunching a little.
"Do you do that, too?" a voice asked from behind the girl.
Kathy froze and jerked her head around quickly. Her sister, Beth stood in the doorway, clad in her robe. The younger girl's face was repeating the question that she had just asked. For a moment Kathy stared. She let her hands slide away from her body and turned to face her sister. She licked her dry lips and looked away in embarrassment.
"What do you mean?" Kathy's voice was husky and a little choked.
"I thought I was the only one around here who played with herself," she replied, a little embarrassed, also.
Kathy stepped back to her bed and let her legs fold under her as she sat down. "Do you do it, too?" she asked.
"Umm yah. Feels good, doesn't it?" Beth replied. She crossed to the bed and dropped onto it, facing the older girl.
"Yeah. Sometimes too good. How long have you been doing it?"
"I don't really know. About as long as I can remember. Before I even went to school, I use to do it at night after I went to bed." The girl's large eyes looked back at Kathy as she talked. "It sure is hot, tonight." She opened the robe and let it hang. Kathy saw that she was clad in just her panties under it.
"How long had you been watching?" Kathy asked.
"Just a couple of minutes. I had come to ask you something and when I saw what you were doing, I couldn't help but be quiet and watch. I guess it was curiosity."
Kathy was assessing the girl's body. Her chest was still flat although her nipples were rigid. Kathy wondered if her sister had been playing with herself before she had come to her room. Beth's belly was a little rounder with baby fat. She sat cross-legged, her thighs wide open. Kathy could see the bulge of her little mound and she was sure that she could see the indentation in the band of cloth between them that indicated her little slit.
"Your titties are getting bigger," the girl said suddenly.
Kathy blushed and glanced down at the mere buds of breasts on her chest. "Not really," she mumbled.
"Better than mine." Beth touched one, of her own nipples.
"They'll grow," Kathy assured her. "Have you got any hair?"
"A little. It's still blonde and fuzzy," Kathy confided, relaxing a little.
"I've barely got any fuzz." The younger girl made a slight pouting expression to accent her words.
"How, how do you do it?" Kathy asked on impulse.
"About the same way you do, only I lay down. It's uncomfortable standing up."
"I don't normally stand up. I just happened to be looking at myself and got started. Do you rub on the outside of your panties or inside?" Kathy leaned a little closer and lowered her voice.
"Inside. Feels so much better that way," Beth replied. "Does yours get all wet and slippery?"
"Sometimes. At first I thought I had wet my pants." Kathy giggled a little as she revealed the fact.
"Me, too." Beth joined her giggling.
"What do you think about while you do it?"
"I don't know," Beth paused to think. "Different things."
"Anything in particular," Kathy pursued.
"Oh, rock singers, nice scouts. Sometimes something nice that has happened." The girl shrugged.
"Like?"
"I don't know. You know like when Daddy has wrestled with us or held me on his lap and cuddled."
Kathy smiled slightly. She was relieved to discover that she wasn't the only one who thought about him when she did it.
Kathy noticed that Beth's hand had fallen on the inside of her open thighs and was stroking unconsciously at her own flesh as they talked. A warmth spread through the older girl that she couldn't explain. She watched as her sister stroked her own leg slowly, her hand coming closer and closer to the crotch of her panties. Kathy's own slit was beginning to itch and throb a little.
"Mom still asleep?" Beth asked.
Kathy nodded. Her sister was rubbing at her cotton-covered pussy, unashamed. Her small ass was wiggling as she began to feet the stirring of deep pleasure. Kathy was having difficulty sitting still herself. Her nipples were erect and rigid. They seemed to ache with the stir of her own passion.
"Feel good?" Kathy's voice was hoarse and choked.
"Ummm huuh!" Beth's lips were pressed together and her eyes were becoming slits. Her fingers pushed the cloth into the crevice rubbing in short strokes over her cunt. Kathy couldn't keep her eyes off Beth's hand and crotch. Her own hand settled to her thigh and glided up over the soft sensitive skin toward her pulsing slit.
Beth sucked her breath in sharply when she saw Kathy's fingers reach her crotch. "DO it! Oooo, play with yourself," she whispered. Her lips parted and her own hand rubbed harder.
Kathy pushed her finger down against the tight stretched cloth of her panties and strained to ease the torment that throbbed in her cunt. She probed and teased for several seconds, fighting the restraining cotton cloth. Exasperated, her hand rose to the waistband of the undergarment and stabbed beneath it, sliding across her belly and down over, the down-covered mound. Her slit was wet and slippery as her finger dipped into it. She sighed and Beth pursed her lips and sighed back.
Kathy stroked and teased the hard little knob of her clit, her eyes fixed on her younger sister's crotch. She wanted very much to see the girl's little pussy and watch as she played with it.
As if she read her thoughts, Beth tugged her panties aside and exposed her smooth little pussy. Kathy bit her lip as lust surged up in her body. Beth paused a moment as if to give her sister a good look and then her little fingers stabbed between the pouting lips and pressed at her tiny love button.
Kathy could see the dew coating her sister's fingers and the flexing of the fleshy lips as her finger sliced back and forth through them. Her own slit was on fire. She could hear the soft wet sounds her fingers were making as she coaxed herself closer and closer to coming.
"Unnnn!" Beth half sobbed. Her little body was jerking and her hips flexed. Her head idled back and her mouth drooped open.
"Uh! Uhh. Uuuuunnnnnhhhhhnn!" she grunted and then gurgled. Her small body stiffened and she shivered.
Kathy felt the tension reach a peak in her body. The little hole an inch from her fingers clenched and spasmed. Then the dam broke and she felt the first spasm bubbling up through her straining little body.
"Aaaaahhhhhhhh!" she sighed. Waves of pleasure rumbled through her.
The pleasure began to ebb and she and Beth looked at each other and smiled. Both faces were flushed and their breath was a little fast. Their fingers still lay between the lips of their small slits, motionless.
"Good?" Beth gasped.
"Delicious!" Kathy replied. "You?"
"Same. Did it seem to make it better, having someone else doing it?"
"Umm hm!" Kathy hummed.
"Me too. Let's do it together, when we can."
"Okay." Kathy was letting her finger move slightly in her slippery crevice as they talked. Her eyes dropped occasionally to her sister's little slit. She had a strange curiosity stirring deep inside her. She wasn't sure just what it was, but she felt it.
Beth realized that Kathy was watching her and fingering her slit and felt a similar feeling welling up in her. Her fingers began to move slowly.
They watched each other's fingers and looked up, their eyes meeting. There was a strange, hungry look in Kathy's eyes. Beth felt a surge of heat run through her.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Kathy whispered.
"I think so." Beth's answer was almost inaudible.
Kathy's fingers lifted from her slit and reached slowly across the gap between them. Her wet fingertip timidly touched Beth's rigid nipple. The younger girl winced and then pushed the nipple out against the inquiring finger. Throbs of sensation ran from the sensitive button and down through her body. She moaned softly and looked cow-eyed at her sister. Kathy flicked the nipple slowly, and reached across to lift Beth's free hand. She drew it up to the small hard knots of her own breasts. Beth held her breath as she felt her hand touching the firm little mound. Her fingers searched for the button of Kathy's nipple and found it. She pinched gently, rolling the tiny knob between her thumb and finger. Kathy gasped.
"Oooo, Beth! It feels so good!" Kathy moaned.
"Umhmmm!"
For several minutes they stroked and caressed their nipples, drawing soft sighs and moans from each other. Kathy paused and swallowed. Her eyes had dropped to Beth's slit. The girl was stroking her love button in a frenzy. Kathy let her hand drop from guiding Beth's hand over her nipples and let it rest on the younger girl's thigh. Beth looked up at her, her eyes round and wide.
"Kathy?" she moaned softly.
Kathy couldn't answer. Her throat was too dry and her body too ensnared in lust. Her fingers danced slowly over the satin smooth skin of her sister's thigh, getting nearer and nearer the girl's crotch. She touched the back of Beth's hand and the girl jerked. Kathy gently pushed Beth's fingers aside and cautiously touched the slippery hot flesh of her sister's slit. Beth jerked and groaned. Kathy gasped. Her fingers pushed between the fleshy lips and explored the wet warm crevice. Beth was trembling, her breath harsh and rasping.
"Oh, God, Kathy!" Beth gasped. "It feels soooo good!"
Kathy heard the words and felt her own body throb with fire and lust. Her finger found the tiny little knob at the top of the slippery slit and flicked it slowly. Beth shivered and bounced.
Kathy realized the uncomfortable position they were in and paused to push Beth over onto her back and then stretched out beside her. The girl's legs were splayed her robe open completely. Kathy pushed her hand under the elastic waistband of Beth's panties and returned to her stroking. Beth's small hips began to lift and fall in rhythm with her sister's probing fingers.
Kathy felt as if her own slit would burst into flame. It throbbed and itched for contact and relief. She took Beth's wrist and guided the girl's hand to her own crotch. The small fingers rubbed, timidly, unsure of themselves. Kathy moaned and pressed them harder against her cloth-covered mound. As her fingers sliced back and forth through Beth's crevice, she urged the girl to imitate her motions.
Finally, Kathy pulled the crotch of her panties aside and Beth pushed her finger into the waiting wet slit. Kathy groaned and hunched her narrow hips, parting her thighs a little more. Fingers and wet slits slurped softly as they worked each other higher and higher.
Kathy's breathing became ragged and her lips dried. She had a strange craving to suck something. Almost automatically, her head dropped and her lips circled Beth's small rigid nipple. Her tongue flicked across the hard sweet button and Beth moaned her finger stirring harder and faster in Kathy's slit. As if by instinct, Kathy laved and suckled the nipple, her actions drawing her and Beth to an even higher pitch.
"Oh, Kathy, it's… it's…" Beth rasped into her ear. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oaooannnnnn!"
The smaller girl shuddered under Kathy and her legs clamped around her hand. She stiffened and jerked again. Kathy felt her own release very near. Her breath whistled through her flared nostrils. Her tongue lashed and stabbed at Beth's nipple. She rode the girl's frenzied finger.
"Mmnimmmph!" Kathy gurgled around the small nipple as the bubble burst deep inside her and she shivered and jerked to an absorbing climax.
Kathy pulled her mouth from Beth's nipple and collapsed onto her back. Her mouth open, eyes closed, she rode the waves of intense pleasure, oblivious to the rest of the world. Beth was still trembling through the ebbs of her climax.
Neither girl saw their father as he stood outside the door. His face was twisted in shock. He had entered the house and walked through it to the door just as the two sisters were crashing into their climaxes. He leaned against the door facing and watched. His face showed shock but there was a sudden bulge in his slacks. His numbed mind didn't function for several seconds as he tried to cope with the scene before him. Slowly, the ability to think returned, even though it was foggy thinking. His eyes wandered for a moment over the eleven-year-old and thirteen-year-aid bodies of his daughters. His mind flashed back to Sharon and her expert mouth and his cock throbbed.
As the two girls began to stir, he knew he had to confront them with his presence, but he wasn't sure how to handle it. He stepped into the room and paused. Kathy saw him first. Her eyes snapped wide open and she froze for a second before she realized that she was nearly naked. Beth heard her gasp and looked up. She jerked up to a sitting position, wrapping her robe around her.
"Daddy!" Kathy gasped.
"Don't say anything," he said softly. He pushed the door shut behind him. "Your mother is still asleep."
The two girls sat very still, staring at their father. Kathy had crossed her arms over her naked breasts but hadn't made any other move to cover herself.
"I don't know what to say," he began. "I saw the two of you just as you were finishing…" he trailed off. He stepped around Beth and sat down on the bed. They turned to face him.
"Daddy, was it wrong?" Kathy asked softly. Her eyes fell on his lap and for the first time saw the tell tale bulge. She wasn't sure but she thought that he must have been excited by what he had seen.
"I… I don't know," he mumbled, shaking his head.
Kathy and Beth exchanged quick glances. Both were surprised. This was their father who had always been able to answer their questions, especially when they concerned right and wrong.
"So many things have happened," he said, distantly.
He looked up at his daughters, bewildered and confused. Kathy felt a twinge of sympathy for him. She dropped her hands from her breasts and inched out to touch his hand. It was strong and yet gentle as she grasped it.
"Did it feel wrong to you?" he asked quietly, looking from one girl to the other.
"No, I don't think so," Kathy replied.
"Me, either. It felt too good to be wrong," Beth added.
"Even though you are sisters?" His eyes searched theirs.
"We love each other and that's what mattered." Kathy's tone was honest and firm.
She watched him as he nodded slowly. His eyes fell on her naked breasts and she saw the bulge move. She felt a strange warmth running through her body when her eyes caressed it.
"I'll have to think about this for a while and then we'll discuss it. Until then, please try not to let it happen again. Okay?" He looked from one to the other.
"Okay," Beth agreed.
"Okay, Daddy," Kathy said.
"Right now it's time you both were in bed." He rose and stepped to the door. "I'll be in to kiss you good night, in a moment."
Kathy and Beth looked at each other for a second after he had left the room. Kathy leaned over and kissed the younger girl on the cheek. "Night," she whispered.
"Night," Beth replied and rose. She padded out of the room and down the hall.
Kathy sat for a moment or two trying to sort out the events of the previous few minutes. She stood and turned back the bed clothes. She reached for a gown and then after a second thought, rejected it and crawled under the sheet, still clad in just her panties. She lay staring at the ceiling and waiting.
Martin had gone into the bathroom after leaving Kathy's room. He stood at the sink, trying to snake his mind function properly. He looked at his reflection in the mirror but his eyes merely stared back at him, offering no answers. He finally turned and left the small room and crossed to his own bedroom. Louise was still sleeping. He looked at her still body for several seconds but that brought no more answers than the mirror had.
He left the sleeping figure of his wife and crossed back to Kathy's room. He paused at the edge of the bed and looked down at her large dark eyes and couldn't help but smile. She returned it. Leaning down he kissed her cheek. She moved her arm to circle his neck and her small hand brushed the slight bulge at his crotch. Sensation ran through him like an electric shock. Her arm found his neck and he kissed her again.
"Night, Daddy," she whispered.
"Goodnight, Kathy. Sleep well."
He straightened up and looked down at her. Her large innocent eyes made him uncomfortable. He struggled with his thoughts until he knew why. They reminded him of Sharon's eyes. He turned quickly and left the room.
Beth was almost asleep when he entered her worn. He bent and kissed her and she sighed sleepily.
"Night, Daddy."
"Night, kitten." He left the room quietly.
Back in his bedroom, he found Louise stirring. She looked up at him, through sleep-heavy eyes and then to the dock.
"The girls in bed?" she asked in a thick voice.
"Umm hmmn. I just tucked them in," he replied. His eyes left her and he began to undress. She stretched and sat up slowly, watching him undress. When he got to his shorts, she noticed the slight bulge. A tremor ran through her. Suddenly, she was awake. Her body juices were flowing and heat was rising from her crotch.
Standing, Louise began to strip, moving slowly. She hoped that Martin was watching. She was being as seductive as she knew how. Her blouse slid away and she dropped it on a chair. Her fingers worked slowly at the zipper of her slacks pushing it down and then she hooked her thumbs in the waistband and pushed the slacks over her wide hips and down around her ankles. She turned to face him and he was sitting on the bed, naked, watching her. A glow ran through her. Between her thighs was damp already and the knowledge that he was watching her made it suddenly wet. She smiled seductively and reached behind her for the bra clasp. She unhooked it and let it slide from the large erect mounds of her breasts. The dark nipples crept into view, erect and tingling.
"Looks like you have something on your mind," she said huskily, nodding toward his lap. His cock stood hard and pulsing.
"So do you," he replied.
She smiled and tossed her bra aside, totally exposing her firm breasts. His eyes widened a little. She reached for her panties and then thought better of it. She dropped onto the bed and stretched out, her legs open. Martin looked down at her for a moment. She warmed again under his eyes. He leaned over slowly, his face dropping to her belly and kissed her navel. A shiver ran through Louise. He kissed her again and again, his tongue licking her soft skin.
Louise was on fire. Her body seemed to throb and she felt as if her pussy was a sloshy dripping hole. He licked and kissed around her stomach and then moved down. She realized where he was going when his lips kissed her through the nylon of her panties. She gasped and grabbed his head.