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A Close Relationship Between Sister

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Being Saturday Night, it seemed like the perfict time to go out. And thats what Dreamer had done. Seeing as if she was taking a page from her parents' book. Though tecnically, they had left early Friday, leaving her and her sister at home. But who was complaining? Surely not her.

She didn't really heed her mother's words about watching over her sister, seeing as though she was old enough to take care of herself. The home was now empty and a place to relaxe. Sure... She could have founded a party there but to much to clean up. Easyer to get hammered at someone elses place, then watch their parents' bitch and moan. The only down part was... Getting home. With so much Beer in ones system, its hard to tell whats up and whats down. But gravity could take care of that.

Dreamer was now, finally, outside the house's doorstep, slumped over and almost passed out. Or... Maybe she actually had been? If felt as if she had been there for hours now. It was around 3:28am right now, and the street lights had already been alight for hours now.

With a small groan, Dreamer went to her pocket, trying to grab onto her keys. Soon enough, she got them out and placed them to the lock. But, with being to intoxicated, it had taken almost 10 unevenfull trys at getting it in. And once it was in, she had no idea which way to turn it. Though, almost a half an hour later, she was inside the dark house, and locking the door behind herself.

She drops her bag on the ground, leaving it there while she streaches out her arms and legs, giving a tired sigh. Her hand gose to the back of her head, feeling a slight bump. "Damn moron... They got me with a bottle.." She grumbles, taking acouple steps and almost falling when she hits the side of the sofa with a hip.

Dreamer was around 22 now, and already a lush. She had long and beautiful black hair, reaching all the way to her waist. Her eyes were a bright electric blue, and would have thought to glow in the dark. Her skin was fair, but not pale. And she had curves in all the right places. Dreamer also had a terrible temper, for whatever reason. Maybe droped on her head once to many times when she was a child. What ever it was, you didn't want to anger her. But, she was beauitful, past all of the anger issuses and such.
 
Cassie had in fact fallen asleep upon the very sofa that Dreamer had just collided with, not that that woke the slumbering teen. While not quite the stunner her elder sister could claim to be, the youngest of the family held a beauty of her own which tended toward the slightly less conventional. Her hair, while the same raven black, was cut short and tousled atop her head in a somewhat careless, boyish fashion and her body while slender and toned lacked some of the curves her sister possessed. Nevertheless, her features were most certainly feminine - a small rounded nose, soft full lips and long dark eyelashes that currently lay against her pale cheeks.

Clearly she had taken advantage of an empty home to crash out in front of the tv with pizza and a bottle of soda, a rare occurrence for the teen who was usually rather careful about what she ate and drank. Upon the coffee table sat the open box, half a pizza still inside and long since having gone cold, a collection of DVDs ranging from Sci-fi to chick flick to thriller - the one case actually open and missing its disc currently still playing on the screen.

A blanket covered the girl's waist but little else as the rest had becoming twisted around her mostly bare legs, revealing the denim shorts and white tank top that consisted of Cassie's clothing about the house. The teen murmured, disturbed by the sudden commotion and shifted onto her back, the flickering lights from the television screen falling across her face, as a hand shifted to rest against her stomach.
 
Dreamer was still rubbing the back of her head when she saw her sister with the large mess in the family room. She let out acouple curses before moving over and trying to pick some of them up. Throwing away the pizza boxes and placeing the movies in a pile on the ground, her next stop was the frig.

Pulling out a soda and flicking open the tab, she guzzled it down in a very unlady-like manner. Wiping off the excess soda on her lips. After throwing the can away she makes it back to her sister.. Still sleeping.

She tapps her shoulder, shakeing her slightly rough. But she couldn't tell in the state she was in. "Cassie... Cassie! Wake up!" She grumbled, leaning on the sofa for support now. Dreamer rubbed at her temples with a small and tired sigh. "I see you have fun tonight... Any word from the fokes?" She asked, looking down to her sister, still trying to wake up.
 
The teen groaned, flailing a hand in her sister's direction at the persistent shaking, brow furrowing in irritation at being woken. "Quit shaking me!" Cassie grumbled, pushing at the hand on her shoulder before turning away, in a vain attempt to go back to sleep. Dreamer's chattering put an end to that and with a frustrated sigh she turned back. "Huh? Wha-..." She squinted, bringing her hand to her eyes and rubbing them sleepily before rolling onto her side and propping herself on an elbow. It took her a moment to collect her thoughts, adjusting to the dim lighting of the living room before fumbling for the remote and hitting the pause button.

"Yeah, they called earlier." Gradually, the short haired girl pushed herself upright, curling her legs beneath her after the laborious task of untangling the blanket from around them, "They asked to speak to you..." Cassie ran her fingers through the dark tousled strands, trying to drag them into some order before returning to rub at her eye sleepily. "What's the time?"
 
Dreamer's eyes slowly travled to her sister's bare legs, and she could feel something pulling in her nether regions... The fact is, that including haveing her own womenhood, she also had a cock. Dont ask why, she didn't know herself. But that ment she grew quickly aroused... Just like every other man. So, of course, she had lost her virginity quiet along time ago. But no one knew about her... member, not even her friends. Or her sister for that matter.

She shakes her head alittle, still slumped over. "Great.. I'll have to call them later. And the time? Its 3:30, would you like a beer?" She asked caually, her own breath tainted with the smell of liqour. Though she payed it no heed as she glanced over to the starecase leading up to their rooms... How am I going to get up that?, was all she thought to herself.
 
Cassie pulled a face as her sister mentioned the time, rolling her eyes toward the ceiling and grabbing a nearby cushion with which to hit Dreamer with. "Why did you wake me?! I was sleeping!" Grumbling to herself the teen shifted, resting a foot against the cushion upon which she sat and drew her knee close to her chest, hugging the bent limb. She propped her forehead against it and shot her sister a scowl. While not an avid drinker herself, Cassie could smell the booze on her sister - not just her breath but her clothes as well.

"Don't you reckon you've had enough? You should probably go to bed, sleep it off?"
 
When she hits Dreamer, she made no move, almost like hitting a unresponcive wall. "I woke you... So you could go to bed." She responded, pointing up the staires. Though at her question it awoke a small laugh in her throat, "Naw, i've got a pretty good buzz going now. Wouldn't want to spoil it." She told her, still smileing alittle with her comment.

Then she trys walking over to the staire case, glanceing to Cassie. "C'mon. I'll put you to bed." She told her little sister. Cassie would always be a child to Dreamer.. atleast in her mind. Like parents, she couldn't imagin her growing up.
 
She rolled her eyes again, tossing the cushion aside before slipping off the sofa, bare toes curling against the carpet beneath her feet. "You mean -I'll- put -you- to bed...I bet you can't even walk up the stairs..." Cassie laughs at this, shaking her head as she crosses to the television and stoops to shut off the dvd player as well as the screen, the movement drawing the denim fabric tighter about her rear before she straightens again. With that done, the girl drifts about the room with no trouble at all, shutting off the lights and checking the front door was locked before approaching the stairs with a sideways glance in the intoxicated woman's direction.

"Come on then!"
 
She watched her sister move about the room, her eyes slightly glazed. "Hmmph. I can walk up the stairs. I'm not that intoxicated.. I think.." She mumbles the last part to herself, thinking about things. Then she soon sees her sister bend over to turn everything off, and she arches an eyebrow. The girl seemed to have a nice ass, but she didn't voice her complement out loud.

Dreamer follows slowly after Cassie, puting a hand on the rail to prop herself up. "I'm coming! Jesh women, hold your horses." She told her, slightly sharp but not compleatly unkind. She follows her up the stairs, but slowly
 
Cassie took the stairs two at a time, bounding up them in an instant and disappearing down the hall and into her bedroom. Nudging the door over, the teen proceeds to undress - dragging the tank top over her head and tossing it onto a nearby chair before reaching round to unhook her bra and slide the straps from her shoulders. Her breasts matched just about everything else about her - firm and perky, but were swiftly covered by the night shirt that was tugged over her head. The denim shorts were the next to go, tugged down her legs and kicked off toward the same chair, a brief flash of cotton panties before the nightshirt fell to reach about mid-thigh.

All this done, Cassie assumed, in the time it took Dreamer to climb the stairs no doubt.
 
Dreamer was actually able to clime up the stairs without some much truble. Though she was slightly winded at the top she managed to her sister's room at the hight of the... 'show'. Her eyebrows arch slightly at the sigh, giving abit of a half-grin. "Nice body.." She murrmurred to her sister, letting out a chuckled. She leaned agenst the door frame, running her fingers through her long hair softly.
 
Blinked, turning sharply to find her sister propped against the door frame and shot her a glare. "Stop looking, you perv!" She stuck her tongue out, crossing over to the door and brushing past Dreamer in order to slip back out into the hallway and into the bathroom, not even bothering to turn on the light. Her shadowy figure drifts about the unlit room, brushing her teeth and washing her face before she re-emerges. Cassie didn't give a great deal of thought to her sister catching her undressing, they were sisters after all. Besides Dreamer had probably seen her naked numerous time when she'd been younger.

"Right...well I'm going to bed..." The teen offered a faint shrug, stifling a small yawn.
 
She just grinned at Cassie's little squeek, letting out a small chuckle and watched as she went and came from the bathroom. "I'm no perv... Kinda..." She responded, sticking out her tounge in responce.. Then, and suddenly, she moved over to her sister, spinning her around easly and wraping a arm around her waist. She pulls their bodys close, till there is no space left between them. She tilts her head and places a kiss on her lips, hand pressed agenst the small of her back.
 
Cassie had time to raise her eyebrows questioning as her sister suddenly drew close, before an arm encircled her and pulled her close. A hug was not unheard of between the sisters, nor was a brief sisterly peck on the lips on occasion, but this felt different - more intimate. The younger of the two jerked her head back, pulling a face and pushing at Dreamer's shoulder. "Yuck! You know you get all soppy when you drink? Get off...I'm going to bed."

The teen attempted to laugh it off, twisting slightly in the older woman's grasp hoping to slip free and retreat to the safety of her bedroom.
 
When she tried pulling away.. All Dreamer did was simply let her go, but followed her into her room. "Hmm... Thats not the word I would use." She responded, her grin faded away as a more serious expression took its place. Once inside the room she closed the door shut, but stayed quiet. Once he sister had sat down on her bed, she moved twords her again. She pushes her down so that she was flat on her back, and pinns her arms to her side so she couldn't push her away again. Then Dreamer bends down and places another kiss on her lips, slightly rougher this time.
 
As planned, Cassie slipped round her sister and stepped back into her room, waving a hand dismissively, shaking her head as she goes. Once inside, the teen turns to close her bedroom door only to find that Dreamer has followed her, standing in the doorway and more importantly in the way. "What do you want now?" The girl complained, rolling her eyes as she dropped her hand to her side and crossed to her bed, dropping down onto the comfortable mattress.

"Ugh, fine stand there...I'm going to slee-.." Firm hands pushed at her shoulders suddenly, forcing her down onto the bed completely as her grip shifts to press her wrists against the quilt upon which she lay. "Alright, Dre...this isn't funny any more..." Cassie squirmed, trying to wriggle herself free only for her sister's lips to crush against her own in a more demanding kiss than the first. The teen twisted, trying to wretch her arms free in order to push the older woman away from her again while at the same time jerking her head to the side and breaking the kiss once again.

"Damn it Dre, what are you doing?! You're drunk off your face, get off me!"
 
Dreamer ignored the pulling and pushing agenst her body, made by her sister. Again, being this far gone... She couldn't tell anything. She vaugely relized what she was doing to her sister, but lust seemed to be more of the concern now.

Dreamer pinned Cassie's wrists above her hair, holding them tightly onto the bed's firm matteres. Then she got on the bed herself, almost strableing her sister but not enough to constrict all movement. But when her sister brakes the kiss again, Dreamer pulls back with a small frown. "You'll just make things worse for yourself, doing that." She responded, forceing her back down, then her other hand started exploreing her body. Moving past her perky breast's, to under the night gown.
 
Cassie's expression and tone shifted from vaguely amused to increasingly alarmed. At first she really had just thought her sister was goofing around, the alcohol blurring what was amusing and what was just plain wrong. Such thoughts evaporated quickly the longer her elder sibling held her so firmly in place. Somehow the girl as able to wrench one of her hands free momentarily, proceeding to push and shove at the intoxicated woman before fingers curled about her wrist and forced her arms above her head. This position was uncomfortable, forcing a slight arch in Cassie's back which in turn accentuated the swell of her breasts.

One hand seemed sufficient to trap the girl's slender wrists in, crushing them against the mattress in an attempt to keep her still despite the constant twisting and writhing of the teen's smaller frame. With her sister's body now towering over, Cassie's legs flailed uselessly, heels thrashing against the bed as she tried to wriggle loose. Only when Dreamer pulled back and issued a threat did the girl still, staring back up at her sister in disbelief. "Dre...come on...this isn't funny..." Her eyes widened as the woman's free hand trailed over her body, tracing a pathway down her chest and across her quivering stomach. Fingertips brushed against the pale flesh of her thigh and then drifted under the hem of her nightgown.

Arms strained against the hand that held them so tightly in place, legs twisting tightly together as the girl jerked her hips away from the encroaching hand.
 
Dreamer really had nothing to say to Cassie's comments and gasps of suprize. What else was there to say? Exactly. So Dreamer only continued calmly, and smoothly. As she forced her sister back down once more, she pulled her into another kiss. Having her tounge slowly poke its way through her teeth, clearly wanting entrence. Her hand touches down at her tighs, rubbing the soft flesh that was located there. Then, she slowly moved her fingers to press up agenst Cassie's covered slit. She started to caress the area, pressing there bodys closer togeather.
 
Any further complaints that the girl had were swiftly muffled by the lips that pressed firmly against her own once more, causing the teen to grimace and squirm. Her breath was coming in rapid, panicked gasps as her fingers curled against her palm. Legs still reasonably free, Cassie clamped her thighs tightly together as the path of her sister's caressing fingers became clear. She twisted, trying to turn her hips beneath the older woman and lock away her most intimate of areas.

As the stronger body pressed down against her own, holding her against the bed and preventing a great deal of her struggling to continue, the girl had lashed out with what she could. Pearly teeth bit down upon the closest thing to hand - lip or tongue, it didn't matter. One swift, sharp nip and then she released, allowing Dreamer to pull back as no doubt she would.
 
When the struggleing wouldn't stop, and she felt the nip to her lip, she sat up. And to keep the younger girl's body in place, she straddled her hips, holding her firmly onto the sofa. He had also let go of the girls hands, giving Cassie a perfict chance to start swinging again. Though Dreamer probably wouldn't notice much anyway. "I'm not trying to hurt you... Why are you struggleing so much." She asked, in a bit of a slur though, her drunkin state was getting the best of her. Then she skooted her hips back, and softly prys open the girls legs again. She presses her fingers back onto the girl's womenhood, softly carresing the area. "Dose it not feel good?" She asked, smileing alittle in a sly way.
 
Cassie stilled for a moment as her sister straightened, even going as far as to release her hands. She had half expected some sort of repercussion for her action, some form of punishment, but none came. Instead Dreamer appeared to be rather confused by her continued squirming and wriggling, which only renewed as the older woman's hands fell to her thighs and went about dragging them apart. Despite her best attempts the girl was not strong enough to resist her sister, legs gradually spread to reveal her cotton covered sex.

The teen gasped as her sister's fingers pressed against the fabric, pushing the material against her slit with the gentle caressing. Cassie's squirms continued by they were different, there was a twitch to her hips, a flush of colour rising in her cheeks as she tried to claw her way further up the bed, "S-stop it...you shouldn't be-...don't touch me!"
 
As she continues to squirm again, Dreamer only shook her head. Still not compleatly aware of what her sister was trying to acomplish. Then she slowly lifts up the thin night gown, and gives only a slight and soft tug to her paintes. They soon come down her thighs and Dreamer shifts just enough to pull them off of her sister compleatly, and also go back to stradleing her. Now her fingers started to tease Cassie's slit, rubbing and pinching. Then, she soon pushed a finger inside, slowly thrusting in and out of the younger girls body. "Do you really want me to?" Dreamer reasponed, seeing the red flush across Cassie's face.
 
She couldn't pull herself free, try as she might Cassie was trapped beneath her sister's body and there was no escape. She felt the rush of air waft up her stomach as her nightshirt was lifted to completely reveal the soft cotton hugging her hips. In one swift tug her underwear had been removed, exposing her to her older sister's gaze. "No! Don't...Don't look, stop it.." The teen's hands reached down, trying to push Dreamer's hands away or push against her chest, anything to get her off her.

A shudder rippled through her as bare fingers came in contact with her slit, skin on skin contact as the persistent rubbing continued. Slowly a finger traced down to probe at her entrance. Cassie's eyes flew wide open, her pushing and squirming all the more frantic as her hips shifted in an attempt to evade the finger that gradually wriggled its way into her tight passage. Despite her protests it appears that the teen's body had prepared for such an invasion, a slight gathering of moisture aiding the gentle thrusts of the finger.

"Stop it...Stop, I'm going to tell mum! Stop!"
 
Dreamer only smiled softly, seeing her sisters reactions was slightly amuzing. Though she made no comment to show the laughter she had been holding in. It would probably make her sister even more nervous and uncomfurtable. And at feeling the added wetness a grin alights to her eyes and smile. "Hmm... You sure? You sure you want me to stop?" She asked her, then, slowly lifted up the night dress all the way, now revealing her perk breats. Dreamer then used the other hand to start playing with the soft nipples, trying to harden them enough to start sucking.
 
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