Naturally Stacked: Keepaway Sisters

Lena Paul loves her step-sister Violet Myers, though her methods of showing it can be blunt. Violet stays so caught up in her own world that Lena craves a few quiet minutes with her. One morning Lena snatches the spoon right out of Violet's hand. She tucks the spoon between her breasts, half teasing, half testing how far she can push. Violet frowns but lets it pass. Next come the car keys. Violet's face goes slack with disbelief. Finally, Lena snatches Violet's phone and slips it into her bra, daring her sister to retrieve it. Violet's hand hesitates, then dives inside the warm cup of fabric. Her fingers close over the phone and brush the soft swell beneath it. Lena shivers, a low moan spilling out before she can swallow it. That sound stops Violet cold. She yanks her hand back like she's been burned. "Why are you always such a pain?" Violet snaps. Lena's cheeks burn. She tells the truth in a rush: she just wants Violet's attention, and she has a crush she can no longer hide. Violet stares, stunned. Her gaze drifts to the breasts still holding her phone. She remembers how they felt—warm, full, inviting. A shy admission slips out: they felt good. Lena smiles wide, opening her shirt further. Violet reaches in again, slower this time, cupping, squeezing, feeling every soft curve. The touches grow firmer. Tongues meet heated skin; wet mouths slide over slick folds; breasts press and glide together. Their hunger turns the quiet morning into a tangle of sweat and soft cries. From that morning on, Violet never rushes away again.