She took the soap and began to rub it across Ann's skin under her neck, continuing down slowly until she was actually soaping Ann's firm round boobs. Ann leaned back, supporting her head and shoulders against the tile wall behind the tub. With the soap Kathi made a rich white foam of lather over the front of her sister's body, from her neck down to the waterline just above her deep navel.
Ann had shut her eyes, but her full lips were slightly parted and she was breathing softly but rapidly. Kathi's hands stroked the slippery flesh of her midriff, but she couldn't keep them away from Ann's large breasts, now hers to feel in whatever way she pleased. Slick with soap, they rolled under her fingers. She rubbed her thumbs across the wide nipples. She massaged and squeezed them gently, watching a small wince twist the corners of Ann's half-open mouth as the thick firm flesh slithered across the skin of her hands.
"Oh, Kathi," Ann moaned. "Your hands are soo good!"
The words came in a grateful low murmur through her soft moaning. Kathi felt her cunt moistening in response. The blood was beating in her ears. Surprisingly enough, she now felt the kind of fear mixed with desire that Ann had obviously felt a few days ago. We can't do this! she said to herself. It's so wrong, so sick! Anyway, I know she doesn't intend to go through with it. Whatever that means. She's probably just trying to trap me again. She wants to get me totally out of control and then humiliate me. Well, I won't do it. God, I want to! I really want to! But I won't.
Quickly she poured water over Ann's body, washing away the soap. Ann still lay back against the wall. She opened her eyes dreamily.
"Kiss them, Kathi," she whispered. "Please."
Kathi flushed and suddenly noticed the steaming heat of the bathroom. She looked at Ann's curvy wet body and ached to do what Ann had asked. Ann's big brownish nipples were halfway between erection and soft puffiness. Kathi's mouth watered. Her tongue yearned for them. But she sucked in the hot steamy air and stumbled to her feet.
"No, Ann," she said, fighting it. "No, no. I can't. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. But I can't."
Ann's eyes were wide and shiny. She was still dreamy from the warm pleasures of her bath and Kathi's caresses. But she said nothing to stop her sister as Kathi turned and rushed from the bathroom.
Kathi sat in the living room biting her nails, wondering why she hadn't given in to it. Running out of the bathroom hadn't really solved anything. Her cunt still ached and oozed with juice. Her head still swam with images of Ann's wet pliant body. Ann's whispered invitation still echoed softly in her ears. Kiss them, Kathi. Please. Kiss my titties. You want to. I want you to. Suck my nipples. Then we both know what will happen. I've changed my mind. I want you to do it.
"Stop it!" Kathi hissed aloud to herself.
She heard the sound of the water draining out of the tub. Soon Ann appeared in the hallway door, wearing her bathrobe. She smiled warmly at Kathi. Her eyes said that she knew how hard it was. She had been the scared one only a few days back. Now Kathi was the scared one. But they both wanted it.
"Kathi?"
Kathi glanced up at her, shy and feeling foolish. After all, I more or less begged her to fuck with me a few days ago, she thought. And now she's willing, and I'm terrified.
"What?"
"Why don't you make us two more drinks and bring them into the bedroom. We can… talk."
"Why don't we just talk in here?"
Ann's gaze plainly dared her. "Because I want to talk in there." Then she disappeared down the hallway toward the bedroom.
Well, Kathi gulped. I guess you have to just shit or get off the pot now, girl. What are you going to do?
But she knew what she was going to do. Her brain didn't have to consent to what her body felt. Her cunt gushed with juice. Her blood raced, her nipples tingled. Like a zombie she got up and went to the kitchen and made two fresh drinks. Then she carried them woodenly down the hall to the bedroom.
Ann had pulled all the coven off the bed. She took the two drinks from Kathi's quivering hands and sat them side by side on the bedstand. Then she went to the bedroom door and shut it.
"I… I don't understand you," Kathi said, shaking her head. "The other day you were so… scared?" Kathi nodded. Ann came over to her. Staring directly into Kathi's eyes, she began to unbutton each button of Kathi's blouse.
"The other day I really was scared," she murmured. "I've never done anything like this before. It just seemed so…"
"Sick?"
"Yes," Ann nodded. She freed the last button of Kathi's blouse and peeled the garment off her shoulders.
"But now you're so different about it," Kathi whispered.
"I really wanted you to suck my titties in there," Ann breathed. "I never wanted anything more in my entire life."
"I suppose if we never told anyone, it wouldn't be so bad," Kathi said.
"And we're twins," Ann whispered. "It would be sort of like doing it with yourself."
"I know. I thought of that myself."
What we're really saying, Kathi thought, is that we'll take any excuse we can get.
"Turn around, honey, so I can take off your bra," Ann said.
Obediently Kathi turned round. She shivered as she felt Ann's lips an her naked back. Gad, we're really going to do it! she thought. Ann unclasped Kathi's bra and slid it off her shoulders. From behind she cupped Kathi's breasts in her hands, squeezing them, softly pinching the nipples.
"Oh!" Kathi gasped.
She turned and found her sister's mouth, snaking her tongue around Ann's. With her hands she loosened the sash of Ann's robe and skimmed it off her body. At the same moment she heard the sound of a zipper as Ann's hands removed her skirt. She stared into her sister's eyes with hot yearning. Their excited nipples brushed together. The sensation was electrifying.
Ann took Kathi's arm and pulled her toward the bed. "Here," she panted. "Quick. Take your panties off."
Kathi's feverish fingers stripped her panties quickly down her thighs. She kicked them off her ankles and climbed onto the mattress. Ann forced her onto her back and crouched over her, dangling her boobs above Kathi's face. Her swollen nipples were only inches from Kathi's parted lips.
"Oh God!" Kathi whimpered. "I want it, I want it!"
"Suck me, honey, suck me," Ann panted.
She planted one hand on each side of Kathi's head and lowered her breasts, watching as Kathi's tongue flicked the swollen bulb of her left nipple.
"Ohhhnnnnn!" she moaned, throwing back her head and closing her eyes.
Kathi closed her hands over Ann's dangling left breast and fed the thick nipple between her lips. She sucked it softly and squeezed the bulging boob with her fingers.
"Suck harder! Suck harder!" Ann panted.
Kathi sucked the erect bud down to her throat. She feel her sister's luscious tit into her mouth as if she were going to swallow it. Ann writhed and gasped.
"Oh! Ohhhh! Oh Jesus!" she whimpered.
Kathi grasped Ann's other dangling breast and did the same to it, sucking Ann's nipples fiercely. Wild with lust, she rolled Ann onto her back and straddled her sister's heaving belly. She scooped up both of Ann's breasts in her hands and mauled them with her mouth.
Ann's face was contorted with pleasure. Her hands found Kathi's breasts and squeezed them pinching and pulling the soft flaring nipples.
"Let me suck you! Let me suck you, honey!" she panted.
They rolled to the side. Ann swarmed all over Kathi, feasting on her throbbing nipples and aching breasts. Kathi dug her fingers into her sister's silky back, pushing her tits into Ann's searching mouth. She dipped her hand between Ann's thighs and slid two fingers up into Ann's runny quim.
"Aanngh!" Ann gasped.
"Oh baby, oh baby!" Kathi moaned. "Let me fuck you, let me fuck you! Let me eat you. Let me suck your pussy!"