Sister Sitting: Part Two

Carter hated the idea of canceling lunch just to babysit Piper. Their mother still treated Piper like she couldn’t manage on her own. When Carter came home early, she caught Piper on her bed, Carter’s panties pressed tight to her face. That changed everything. Carter led Piper to the bathroom. Here, Carter explained, you can lock the door, get naked, and take all the time you want. Piper watched with hungry attention. They stripped quickly. Piper climbed onto Carter’s lap in the tub, legs spread wide. Carter slipped her hand between those slim thighs and traced slow circles. She guided Piper’s own fingers down until the girl found the pressure she craved. Piper gasped, then moaned louder, her hips jerking as the pleasure rolled through her. When Piper recovered, she dropped to her knees and buried her mouth between Carter’s folds. She licked greedily and slid two fingers inside, curling and pumping until Carter’s muscles clamped tight and she came with a short, sharp cry. Finally they pressed together, face to face, cunts grinding against each other. Fingers tweaked hardened nipples, thighs flexed, and the room filled with wet sounds. Climax crashed through both of them at once, fierce and wet.