by Writing Shark
A new life
You wake up to the first rays of light of the day falling on your face through your window. The first thing you feel is the warmth on your face. You feel that every morning and it is a wonderful feeling not to be woken up by the alarm clock in your cell phone, but by the warmth on your face.
The second is the delicate arm by your side, which also includes a delicate hand. Today this hand rests on your hip. You open your eyes and look into the angelic face of your little sister Millie. You are facing each other, only inches apart. Her hair falls into her face and she makes quiet noises while asleep. She looks so peaceful that your heart beats faster at the thought of what this little creature feels for you. Millie moans and grunts a little, jerks her head and her fingers begin to move slightly. You gently brush aside a strand of her hair that fell on her nose. It is a perfect morning. And it gets even better when you notice another hand on your shoulder.
“Good morning my beloved brother,” Megan whispers behind you.
Before you can react you feel her body on your back. Her arms run around your chest and head and stroke your hair. Her legs loop around yours and she presses her body tight against you. You take your free hand and hold hers. Your fingers intertwine and you press them against you, roughly where your heartbeats.
“G-Morning Love.” You kiss her palm and Megan moans softly. You have to be quiet because neither of you wants to wake Millie.
“What time is it?” you ask quietly.
“No idea. I don’t care either. I could stay here all day and watch you, feel you…” She giggles. “Love you.”
“Good answer,” you giggle in return. It’s good to know that when Megan came into your room, it seemed like no problem to her to find you and Millie like this. The best thing that could have happened was that she just came to bed with you. A good sign that you can manage this.
Megan runs her hand to your cheek and pet you. Then Millie begins to move and wakes up slowly. If you weren’t already in love with her, it would have happened to you now. You watch intently as your little sister slowly opens her eyes, closes them again, then opens them a little further. She looks around briefly, sees your face in front of you and smiles. You record every millisecond of this process and the expression of the joy of seeing you, then the memory of last night and the love that creeps into her eyes burns into your memory forever.
“Good morning,” you say softly, looking the girl in the eye.
“N’morning BB,” Millie mumbles, keeping her hand on your hip.
“How was your night?” You ask and give the girl by your side a cheerful smile. It is important to make her feel good in the morning and the question comes from the heart.
“If I’m lying next to you it’s all good.” You look at each other, then you both giggle and that wakes you up.
“Have I missed anything here?” Megan also giggles.
“That’s how we start every morning” Millie smiles and stretches. She also has no problem with her sister’s presence and that makes you believe that you can defeat the whole world. The blanket slips off her body and she lies naked in front of you. Without panties, without bra. But that’s new…
“Millie!” You’re a bit shocked, even if she thinks it’s funny. You’re just worried about what Megan might think. You still have no idea how to satisfy them. “You can’t do that,” you warn her, hoping not to break the mood.
“You’re not really awake yet, are you?” Megan asks, rubbing a bit against your back. Then you notice it and your head whips around. The other sister is also not wearing anything and her breasts rub against your back as well as her crotch against your leg.
“What the…” The two girls laugh and at some point you join in. You fool are of course still in boxers.
“I told you I like Millie as much as you do,” Megan says, looking at her sister who smiles back. “I will not stand between your feelings.”
“And I am not between yours. We are family,” Millie exclaims. You lie between the most beautiful women you know and do not know what to say. Then Megan grabs her sister’s head from behind and pulls her softly to your head. You kiss your little sister long and deeply until she giggles and withdraws.
“Finn, your breath smells…” Millie giggles and puts her hand over her mouth.
“Really? Let me check that.” And Megan rolls on you and puts her lips on yours too. Where the kiss of Millie was tender and loving, the kiss of Megan is brisk and with tongue. Until she also throws herself away from you. “Boa yes, you’re right.” Both girls laugh cheerfully and you sit up and swing your legs out of bed. Immediately four hands want to pull you back into the sheets.
“No wait, we didn’t mean it that way,” Millie begs.
“I thought, we wanted to stay in bed,” Megan hopes.
You smile and sit up. Then you turn around and look at the artwork of their bodies, the pale skin in contrast to the white bedspread and the pillows, all intertwined. Here and there a chest, a leg with a delicate foot and an arm juz out from the mess. Your two ladies look at you with a pout and bowed eyes. Almost enough to make you jump back in bed, but steps in the hallway make you listen.
“Sorry ladies. That sounds tempting…” You correct your shorts and put on a little show for the two while you throw your shirt over your head. “…but as you know today is a big day. Millie, get out of bed, shower, brush your teeth and get ready.” You snap your fingers, point to the door and are a little surprised yourself when the girl immediately obeys, snatches new things from her backpack and puts a towel around her slim body. Before she can scurry past you, you hold her gently by the arm, whereupon Millie looks hopefully at you.
“Wait,” you tell her and pull her in, which makes the girl giggle in amazement. You kiss her mouth and hold her cheeks. Millie closes her eyes and puts her head back as you stroke her hairline. “Happy birthday,” you whisper, smiling and laughing when you see her. She has her eyes still closed and tries to keep the feeling of your lips on hers while swaying from side to side lightly. “Come on!” You laugh and beckon her out of the room. With a last look back you catch a smile from her and then she has disappeared from the door. You nod contentedly and look at your other sister.
“And what are you doing to me?” Megan asks seductively and throws the blanket off her body. Your gaze wanders freely over her breasts and between her legs for several seconds. Megan is a bit chubbier than Millie, has bigger breasts and a slightly rounder face. Where Millie seems fragile and worth protecting, Megan can be equated with a painting from the fifteenth century.
One last thing you have to do so that both girls are happy with the relationship with you. You stand in front of the bed and Megan looks up at you expectantly.
Writing Shark 