Camila glanced at her sister, then looked down again, blushing. Maya had been back for a couple of days to visit, and she had been ecstatic, since her sister seemed more and more isolated from the family as of late, which was normal for her age. She had just graduated from her undergraduate degree, and had already begun starting her career, and Camila couldn’t wait to do the same and follow in her footsteps.
They were sharing a room, just like they did in their childhood, and Camila didn’t bother taking away Maya’s bed or mess with any of her belongings, hoping for her sister to come back one day. She currently had her legs tucked underneath her, trying to read her book, but couldn’t help but look up a couple of times to see what Maya was doing.
“I’m excited to see some of my friends tonight,” she was saying, “Peter said he had a wicked new tattoo for me to see.”
Camila closed her book, deciding she wouldn’t be able to focus with Maya talking. Her sister had taken a while to decide what she was going to wear from her limited luggage selection, but had now taken her top off, exposing her bra underneath. Camila had to repeat the same mantra over and over, telling herself to calm down as she always did when Maya was around.
The truth was - and it was something that was hard to admit even to herself - she was very attracted to her sister, and had been since they had gone through puberty. She had kept this secret deep inside of her heart, and hadn’t told a single soul, but it was hard for her to be around her at times, to see her extroverted shining sister blossom, and leave her alone to constantly pine for her attention.
Her sister unhooked her bra and dropped it to the ground, then picked up two pasties to apply to her nipples. Camila looked away, then peaked, and repeated the motion over and over, hoping she wouldn’t notice. Maya was always in her own world, though. Her sister was stunning, taller than her with long brown hair and a smile that lit up every room. She had a thin waist and the perfect curves, making Camila wonder how Maya wasn’t constantly in a relationship. She was too perfect not to be.
Camila pulled her shorts down, then picked up the dress she wanted to wear for the evening. It had cut outs on either side of her waist, and was definitely low enough to expose her cleavage. She slipped it on, then groaned as she tried to grasp onto the zipper. “Hey sis, come help,” she said.
Maya gulped and approached her, reaching behind to tug on the zipper. It was all Maya’s fault, for always wearing things that were so form fitting on her. She could feel her sister’s soft skin under her touch, could smell the scent of the soap she had brought, and the wafting of shampoo in her hair, and it was just too much. She wanted to kiss her so badly it was physically killing her.
She pulled it up, and Maya turned to face her, a grin on her face. “How does it look?” Camila stared at her, their eyes in direct eye contact, and was completely lost for words. Her head was spinning, and she wanted to run away and stay at the same time. Maya’s grin faltered slightly, and a flash of confusion appeared in her eyes for only a second. She had no idea why her sister was looking at her with such longing.
“I…” Camila said, finally breaking the silence, “I think you look really sexy.” She hoped she wasn’t pushing too far.
Maya cleared her throat, and twirled her fingers in her hair. “Right? I’ve never worn this before, but I think it’ll do the job.”
“I’d totally approach you in a bar with that on,” Camila continued, feeling more encouraged.
“You would?” Maya replied, batting her lashes. “I’m not really looking for that tonight, though. Just catching up with friends and dancing my heart out.”
Camila reached her hand out, pulling Maya’s hair forwards as she brushed against her neck. Her voice came out strangled as she said, “well, I’d still try to get your number, anyways.”
“And I’d totally give it to you,” Maya winked at her, making Camila’s heart skip a beat. She pulled away and began putting on the rest of her outfit, making sure her makeup was perfect and her hair was put up in a delicate fashion.
Camila tried to go back to her book, but it was hard not to be distracted from the whirlwind that was her sister.
In fact, the next few days, it was all she could think about. Her fingers wrapped around her sister’s dress, pulling the zipper down instead of up, her lips pressed against her skin…
She touched herself at night, under the cover of her sheets, trying to muffle her noises as she pushed her hand inside of her mouth. She imagined being in the other bed, where Maya was snoring away, grinding against her and making her cry out.
It was all just not enough. She just couldn’t stop her desperation.
—
It was a week later when Camila finally got everything she wanted.
Her sister had had another screaming match with their mother, and she stormed into the room, slamming the door behind her. “She had to stop treating me like I’m a fucking kid!”
Camila watched wide eyed at her sister, whose skin was splotchy and red from how angry she was, and currently aggressively putting her belongings back in her luggage. “What are you doing?” She asked.
“What does it look like I’m doing? I’m going back home!” Maya replied.
Camila stood up in her desperation, and said, “why? You were supposed to be here for another week.”
“I can’t stand that woman! Always telling me what to do all the time. Doesn’t she know I’m already 23? I can decide when and where I want to go out with my own friends! This is why I don’t fucking come back home. So I’m not treated like a kid,” she growled, still stuffing things in her bags.
“You promised this time, Maya,” Camila said, tears already forming in her eyes, “you said you wouldn’t fight with mom.”
“I can do whatever I want, Camila.” Maya replied.
Camila’s mood shifted from worry to anger, and she stormed up to her sister. “Why do you always have to do this? To start things with people and then leave us all behind? I don’t understand you sometimes,” the tears were obvious on her face now, but she didn’t bother wiping it.
“And why are you always so weak, little sis? Why do you always have to cry when something slightly inconveniences you?” Was Maya’s curt retort.
Camila had enough of this. She had enough of everyone calling her weak. She raised her hand and slapped her sister across her face, trying to get some sense into her. Maya dropped down to her bed, and moved her hands up to her face, holding onto the spot that was now slowly turning even more red. “What the fuck did you just do to me?” Maya was practically animalistic at this point. She stood up, looking down at her sister with hatred Camila had never seen before. Camila immediately regretted what she had done, but it was too late.
Maya began stalking towards her, more and more, until Camila’s back was against the wall of their bedroom. Maya wrapped her hands around both of Camila’s wrists, and lifted them so they were pinned against the wall. She looked at Camila directly in her eyes, and spit on her face.
“What the fuck?!” Camila cried out, with her sister’s spit now slowly dripping off of her body and onto her pajamas. She wasn’t one to usually swear, but this was just insane. She responded instinctively, and proceeded to spit on her sister’s face as well. She had assumed it would piss Maya off even more, but instead, she snapped, and pressed her lips against Camila, startling her so suddenly it took her a few seconds to realize what was happening.
She lifted her hands up and pushed them into her sister’s silky hair, tugging on it as she slipped her tongue inside of her mouth. Their soft lips pressed against each other, neither one wanting to pull away, and Camila let out a moan, unable to stop herself. She had been imagining this moment for years now, and it felt like an absolute dream. How was this actually happening?!
The kiss was passionate and wet, with both of them fighting for control, and they wrestled each other until Maya was on top of Camila on the bed, looking down at her while out of breath, looking like she was seeing her sister for the first time.
Camila reached up and touched her swollen lip, confusion clear on her face. “Why did you just do that?” She asked, her voice almost a whisper.
“You think I haven’t noticed all the pining glances you’ve given me all week? Haven’t heard you touch yourself at night, moaning my name?” Maya asked. “Do you think I’m an idiot?”
Camila blushed furiously. “I didn’t… I thought you were sleeping.”
“I was faking it,” Maya rolled her eyes.
Camila bit her lower lip. “I’m so sorry. I know it’s so wrong…”
Maya shrugged. “The more I thought about it, the more I realized I wanted to try it out… I wanted to see what you tasted like.”
Camila, not being able to believe this was happening, continued to stare upwards at her sister. Maya let out a sly smile, and proceeded to move her hands downwards, lower until she reached her younger sister’s top and lifted it up. “Oops,” she said, and proceeded to take off Camila’s clothes, revealing her naked upper body.
Maya didn’t waste a single second. She dipped her head down and wrapped her mouth around her sister’s nipples, pulling it in and giving it a deep suck. Camila gasped and her body arched uncontrollably into her mouth. “Oh… Maya…” she moaned, her voice now a mix of lust and confusion. Maya began playing with her other nipple with her fingers, squeezing down and pinching it. Camila felt so lost in her sister, she could feel herself getting hotter and hotter, her pussy getting wetter, and she was desperate for it to be touched.
“Maya… I need more…” she said. Her sister reached down into her pajama shorts and under her panties, sticking two fingers inside of her with a smug grin on her face.
“Damn, I’ve barely done anything and you’re already so fucking wet.”
Camila blushed in embarrassment, but it was nothing compared to the lust she felt from finally getting what she wanted. She began grinding against her sister’s hand, creating more friction between them, and Maya moved to her other nipple, sucking it and occasionally biting. “I’m going to cum…” Camila said. She’d never been touched by anyone other than herself before, and the sensation was so much better than doing it herself, so much so that she felt the build up almost immediately.
“I had no idea you were such a little slut,” Maya teased. “Cum for me, then.” Camila gasped, and felt her pussy tighten against her sister’s fingers. She moaned loudly, not caring that her mother was right downstairs and could hear them, and lost control, her body quivering from head to toe as she cried out Maya’s name.
Maya let her ride out her orgasm until she was satisfied, and pulled her fingers out of her with a self-knowing grin. “Damn, you got my hand all sticky with your fluids. I think you should be responsible for cleaning it up.” Without saying another word, she pushed her index and middle finger inside of her sister’s mouth.
Camila was hesitant at first, but began swirling her mouth around Maya’s hands, tasting her own juices as she did. She’d never done it before, but it was so dirty, and immediately made her want to cum again.
“I think it’s your turn to make me feel good,” Maya said, and plopped down onto the bed next to Camila. She pulled her shorts and panties off quickly, throwing it on the ground next to them and spreading her legs apart.
“I…” Camila said, staring down at Maya’s exposed pussy for the first time. It was so much better than she’d imagined, glistening from her wetness, and so perfectly groomed. She had no idea what she was supposed to do, though.
“Lick it. Lick my clit until I cum,” Maya demanded. Camila obeyed, because that was what she wanted to do anyways. She stuck her tongue out and gave her sister’s clit a lick, from the bottom to the top in one quick motion. Maya moved her hand downwards, pushing it into Camila’s short black hair and pulling her even closer, so much so that she could barely breathe. The only thing she could feel and smell was her own sister’s pussy. “Lick faster,” Maya said. It seemed she was desperate to cum as well. She was so wet, like the experience of making her sister cum had driven her crazy.
Camila hadn’t licked anyone before, but she was smart, and used her sister’s reactions to her advantage. She swirled her tongue over and over in a way that made her moan and buckle into her, and moved it lower to push it inside of her pussy hole, wanting to taste the inside of her. “Fuck, that feels sooo good…” Maya admitted. She was thrusting unabashedly into her now. “Don’t stop…”
Camila went back to her sister’s clit, making circles over and over as she pushed her own fingers inside. She could feel each contraction of Maya’s pussy, like it was begging her for more, and she complied, bending them so it was hitting her G-spot. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” Maya screamed until she came. Fluid poured out of her and onto Camila’s fingers, drenching it and the bed underneath. She didn’t stop, though, and loved watching Maya’s reaction as she lost control. It was her first time ever seeing Maya so out of it like this.
She pulled out of her and stood up, still feeling so horny and riled up. “Do you feel better now?” She asked her sister.
Maya gave her a sheepish and lazy grin, almost like a cat, and said, “actually, yes. I’m way less pissed now.”
“Does that mean you’re not leaving today?”
Maya thought about it, and said, “you know what? I’ll stay if you promise to do whatever you did with your tongue again.”
Camila burst out laughing, feeling on top of the world. “I can do it again tonight,” she winked teasingly.
Maya shook her head, “nah. You’re doing it right now. I’m gonna make you.”
Camila pressed her lips against her sister’s again, forcing her to taste her own orgasm. “Sounds like a challenge,” she whispered against her lips.