by Candy Hart
WET LIPS
A TABOO LESBIAN TREAT
Candy Hart
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Wet Lips
God I hate her. I FUCKING hate her! She’s always being a massive bitch, she’s always been given whatever she wants, she’s never had to work as hard as I do - and now? NOW?
Now she’s in my room. Naked. Sleeping in my bed.
I want to kill her. I want to wrap my hands around her neck and squeeze the fucking life out of her. Stand over her and watch the life leaving her eyes.
And then release my grip, just at the right time. Save her. Climb on top of her and ride her, feeding her slender but strong fingers into my wet, tight pussy. Holding her hand deep inside of me, pulling her head to my chest and telling her to lick on my nipples. Grinding on her. Rubbing our pussies together. Fingering her while she fingers me. Feeling her pussy pulsate as we both cum - as I hold her tightly, as I tell her what she has to do.
‘Cum all over me’ - I tell her. ‘Shut your dumb fucking mouth and give me your fucking cum’.
I guess that you could call it a complicated relationship…
She’s my nemesis. She’s my secret crush. Alexis is my step-sister.
Life used to be so simple. My dad and I never really had much, we were dirt poor to tell you the truth but we were tight and we were always there for each other.
But then he met Karen, and he changed.
Karen used to be married to a guy who was 20 years older than her and rich. Like, stupid rich. Like his log cabin by the water was worth ten times the amount that our house was worth, even if we had owned it. We didn’t - we paid rent every month to someone that we never saw and who didn’t fix any of the problems.
Karen’s first husband died, apparently while sitting on the toilet after a meal of prime rib and lobster. His last meal probably cost more than our car.
My early years were certainly a little different than Alexis’s. She lost her dad, of course - and that can’t have been easy but by all accounts she didn’t really have a very close relationship with him anyway. After he passed, Karen showered her precious daughter with money and new cars and a wardrobe full of designer clothes and probably helped her become more of an entitled little brat than she already was.
I grew up largely without my mom who was jailed when I was two on drug running charges. She got out a couple of years ago but she took herself away to the west coast and didn’t want anything to do with us - which was fine, I guess.
A year ago I had just turned 18 and was starting to think about what I wanted to do with my life. I really wanted to go to college, but knew that we couldn’t afford it, so I took a job at a local restaurant, waiting tables.
It was a year ago that my Dad and Karen first met. At the time he was working in a car repair shop and she had an accident when her Mercedes backed into a pickup truck. God knows why, but my dad (who is normally so shy around women) asked her out for a drink and she said yes. I guess she saw something in him and they started dating.
Within 6 months my dad and I had moved in with Karen. And Alexis.
As soon as I first met her I knew that I didn’t like her personality. The very first words that I heard come from her mouth were shouted at her mom, telling Karen that her cell phone bill needed to be paid. Even though she was actually 3 months older than me I felt like she was a spoiled child who clearly hadn’t worked a day in her life and had no intention of starting any time soon.
But damn was she cute. I guess I should take this opportunity to tell you that I like guys but I like girls too. Technically I’m pansexual - but not many people understand when I tell them that so I just usually say that I’m bisexual, which is close enough. Anyway that was actually something that we kind of had in common except that Alexis didn’t even like guys at all. I was told by my dad that she was a lesbian - and in a totally cringy moment he winked at me and said something about us having something in common.
Anyway - so yeah, as much as I hated her, I did have to admit that she was cute. Tall, a flat toned stomach, little but beautiful looking tits and a smile that could melt even the coldest heart.
I’ve never felt like this about anyone before. For me, attraction has always been so closely linked to personality - I’ve lusted after girls and guys who most people would think are ugly because they were nice people and because they were closely aligned with my views. Alexis? God I fucking hated her personality wise but that didn’t mean that I didn’t want to fuck her.
I’m a mess, I know. And lusting after someone who is living under your roof is… complicated.
That became even more complicated when my Dad and Karen suddenly announced that they had got married in Vegas on a weekend away. ‘You guys are step-sisters!’ my dad said, beaming. ‘Yay’ I uttered in response.
I wasn’t over the moon. I was already getting pretty tired of Alexis and her laziness. My dad and Karen told me that I didn’t have to work at the restaurant anymore and that they would pay for me to go to college (well, Karen would be the one signing the checks but they were married so I guess her dead husband’s money was now theirs) - but I honestly didn’t want it. I wanted to make my own way in life, build my own path. I decided that I would take on more hours at the restaurant and make enough to put myself through college, when I could finally afford it.
But still, Alexis got whatever Alexis wanted and she didn’t even say thank you. If Alexis saw something that you had and she liked it? She took it. And that’s what happened the other day - the day that my life changed once and for all.
So, obviously when my dad and I moved in here, my Dad and Karen shared her room. This left four (fucking four!) bedrooms for me to choose.
In the end, I actually decided that I wanted to take the attic. It was fully finished and big, with a thick carpet and recessed lights. I loved it up there and pleaded to be allowed to empty out the boxes of christmas decorations and clothes to be donated and all of the junk that is usually kept in an attic, and when I was finally given the green light I spent fucking days cleaning and organizing and donating. I made that place my own and turned it from a cluttered mess into a sweet and huge room - I bought new furniture with my own money and I put it together myself. This space was MINE. This space was awesome. For the first time in my life I felt like I was on the way to greatness.
The other day - that day when everything happened - had started in a pretty boring and normal way. I was due to work the lunchtime shift at the restaurant and needed to be there at 11am, so I let myself have a lie in and got up at around 9am.
I went downstairs to get some coffee before taking a shower. My dad and Karen had already risen and left the house, and for some reason I thought that Alexis had too. I don’t really know what I was thinking, but after drinking a cup of coffee I grabbed some clothes and went to the bathroom on the second
floor but I left the door open.
Stupid, really. Anyone could have come home and walked in on me when I was naked. And, anyone could have decided that they were going to wake up and go to the bathroom.
There I was, in the shower - minding my own business. Letting the warm water wash all over my naked body - letting my fingers travel across my chest, cupping my full breasts and gently brushing my nipples.
My nipples have always been so sensitive. I swear that if some sexual partner licks my tits for 2 minutes straight then I’ll have an orgasm from that alone. Whenever I’m playing with myself and touching my nipples, I get so fucking wet and feel so fucking horny. And, when I’m in the shower, I like to touch myself - opening my legs a little while I pinch my nipples and get them all hard - and then press them against the glass. When I do that I feel like I’m putting on a show, like I’m a framed piece of art. I wish that there could be an audience in that bathroom - viewing me, critiquing me - enjoying me.
I was getting lost in there - feeling my pussy getting excited as a delicious thought crossed my mind. The door was open… what if Alexis suddenly walked in? What if she saw me with my tits pressed against the glass?
What if she liked what she saw and then poked her head into the shower stall and saw me with my back arched, my ass halfway into the stall, my legs wide open and my pussy covered only by the three fingers that were rubbing my clit?
Oh fuck, here it comes again. Sometimes when I’m alone and lost in my mind I do some pretty crazy things. With my eyes closed I pictured her in there - grinning at me as I stroked my lips and wiggled my ass in her direction. I felt so fucking wet, so fucking horny as I thought about her quickly undressing and stepping into the shower with me and presenting her naked body to me - her tits and her pussy to mouth.
With my eyes still tightly closed I bent further over, giving the imaginary version of Alexis a view of my wide open ass - my excited pussy and my stretched asshole - giving her the choice. I looked over my shoulder at her while slapping and pulling apart my ass cheeks, showing her how open my cunt was - how ready I was to be filled.
My body rested fully against the glass of the shower, my tits hard pressed onto the glass - facing the open door as I raised my ass further, widened my legs more and readied myself. My forehead resting on the glass of the shower, my lips coming to meet the barrier - kissing the warmth, feeling the water splashing down on my naked body.
I was fucking ready. If she had come into the bathroom at that moment and seen me she would have known exactly what I wanted and how I wanted it. My breaths became heavier as I felt my pussy getting wetter, my nipples getting harder and my ass cheeks tensing - as I whispered into the glass - ‘fuck me - please, fuck me… I need you to fuck me hard, I need you to fist my pussy and finger my asshole!’
Of course, she didn’t come in there. That fucking bitch. She’s such a bratty fuck and I fucking hate her so much.
If she had come in there I would have probably called her a pervert for looking and then told her that I needed her fingers inside of me. Like I’ve said, this is a complicated relationship and I’m really not sure what I even want anymore.
I knew at that moment that if I just rubbed myself for a couple of minutes in the shower then I would cum - but for some reason I didn’t. I felt the water getting super hot for a few seconds and footsteps, and realized that Alexis had probably used the toilet in the other bathroom, and that kind of made me snap back to reality.
I’m the kind of person who doesn’t have multiple orgasms… when I’ve cum once I’m suddenly tired and not in the mood for more sexy times - so I played out a quick scenario in my head that went something like ‘I cum, she walks in and sees me, she wants to fuck me, I’m all embarrassed and not in the mood and tell her to fuck off’. I didn’t want to get into all of that, so instead I stopped the water and grabbed a towel, wrapping it loosely around me and with my dirty clothes in my hand walked out and towards my bedroom.
As I walked up the attic towards my room, I heard something strange. I stopped on the third step, clutching my dirty underwear tightly as I tried to make out what I was hearing and where it was coming from.
The noise stopped, so I took another step. Then I heard it again, much clearer this time.
It was snoring! I could hear someone snoring! But, where was it coming from?
I took another couple of steps, noticing that the sounds got louder the closer that I got to my room. I started to piece the puzzle together and when I came fully into my bedroom I wasn’t totally shocked to see that Alexis was lying on my bed, asleep - and snoring.
So, that part didn’t shock me… but what did shock me was what she looked like. As I stood over her, naked apart from a towel around my body, I looked down on my nemesis, the girl who I hated but the girl who I also wanted to fuck - as she slept on my bed, totally in the nude.
She was lying face down, sprawled. Her head buried in my pillow. Her naked ass on display to me.
I felt such a conflicting well of emotions. Firstly, how fucking DARE she? This was my room! My space and my bed! What the FUCK did she think he was doing?
Secondly, damn that’s a fine ass. Damn that’s a nice body. I still wanted to fuck her, of course I did… but I also had to deal with this situation. I couldn’t let myself get taken advantage of… not without getting something that I wanted in return…
‘WAKE THE FUCK UP’ I shouted, standing over her with my hands on my hips. Still wearing that towel, of course - still entirely naked underneath. ‘What the FUCK Alexis?’
She stirred, shaking her cute little ass as her eyes opened. She seemed confused, like she didn’t know where she was as she turned and brought her knees to her tits. I totally saw her pussy when she did that and she didn’t seem to mind that I had - but she was also still kind of out of it and was looking around the room.
‘Shit’ she said, finally. ‘Looks like I did it again’.
‘Did what again?’ I said in a loud voice. ‘What the fuck are you doing in here?’
‘I guess I sleepwalked’ she said, rubbing her eyes. I still couldn’t take my eyes off her and managed to take a step to my right to get a slightly better view of her pussy. When I had first seem it I had thought that it looked pretty nice, waxed or maybe shaved, but largely unremarkable. Now though I could see that it was fucking beautiful. All of a sudden I felt that wave of excitement that had been in my mind in the shower rushing back to me. All of a sudden, I was very interested in seeing that thing getting wet.
But still, I had this problem… she was in my room and I was playing the part of someone who was mad at her. I could hardly transition too quickly to being a sexy girl who wanted to fuck. Or… could I…
I could feel that the towel wrapped around me was getting a little lose and instinctively went to adjust it and tighten the knot, before a delicious thought came over me. I mean, she was naked already… If I were to accidentally flash her, well then I might be able to get what I want without having to explicitly ask for it. I would know if she were interested in me without having to tell her first that I was interested in her.
I stood there, still with my hands on my hips but gripping onto the towel - tugging at it gently and out of her view. I shook my hips very quickly and very subtly - and continued to berete her for being in my room and in my bed.
‘You’re naked!’ I exclaimed. ‘On my sheets! Are you going to wash them?’
‘I don’t wash’ she said - giving me that typical bullshit attitude of hers. ‘Get mom to do it’.
I really wished at that moment that I didn’t want her so much.
‘Get mom to do it?’ I shouted, incredulously. ‘What the fuck!’
As that word left my mouth I widened my legs, taking out the knot in my towel and loosening it entirely. One quick in time shake of my hips saw it falling quickly to the ground, leaving me naked in front of my step-sister.
Her expression changed immediately. I made a very bad attempt to fake embarrassment and
to cover myself up before standing upright with my hands on my hips once more - though this time my palms were touching bare skin, not the towel that had previously been covering me.
She was staring at me with her mouth open and I didn’t blame her. My body looked good - my tits looked great, my pussy looked delicious.
If I had any doubts that she liked what he saw then they were quickly dispelled when she opened her legs to let me see her pussy in more detail. Yeah this thing was gorgeous - freshly waxed with long lips that I wanted to lick - and the more that she looked at me the more that it seemed she was getting wetter and wetter…
‘Damn Katie’ she said in a low voice. Her open mouthed gobsmacked expression slowly but surely morphed into a smirk as she looked up and down at my imposing nakedness. I could feel my nipples getting hard as she looked at me, I could feel my pussy getting excited as her tongue slowly licked her lower lip...
‘I’m gonna give you two choices’ I said, moving closer to her and coming to the edge of my bed. ‘Either you get the fuck out of my room, or you get the fuck into my pussy’.
She certainly didn’t want to get the fuck out of my room…
She moved towards me and put her hand on my inner thigh which made me purr - a gush of air coming from my lips as she slid up my body. Her hot breath washing over me as she licked me, running circles around my belly button as her hands came to my back, running up and down my spine - cupping my ass cheeks and squeezing them - her forefingers pulling apart my flesh and prodding at the already wet lips of my pussy.
Her head rushed around my nakedness, her tongue licking me, tasting me, sampling me as it ran across my chest before zeroing in on my nipples. She took one into her mouth and sucked gently - her lips flat against my breast as she suckled - teased and licked them - making my nips harder and making my pussy wetter as she latched onto me. Damn she was fucking good at this! Leave it to a girl to know how to please another girl. Damn she was turning me on and damn was she getting wet herself as my fingers ran down her chest, pausing to gently pinch her nipples and then dipping until they reached the soft smooth skin of her pussy. I stroked her lips, my fingertips rolling around her clit and dipping inside her hot, wet pussy and masturbating her, getting her wetter and wetter as she remained on my tits, swapping from nipple to nipple and sucking hard, turning me on so much and getting me so ready for her to finger me too.