Oh, God, Cindy thought, I can't think of anything but that! I've just got to know what's going on around here. How can she have so much fun with Samson? How did she get him to lick her pussy in the first place? Ohhh, that's sexy!
Gripped with curiosity and unable to bear the suspense any longer, she walked out of her room and headed down the hall.
She tapped her knuckles on the door and said, "Ellen? Can I talk to you a minute?"
"Sure," Ellen replied. "Come on in. I'm just tidying up the bed."
Cindy entered the room and her eyes widened. Samson was curled up on the floor, his head on his front paws. Ellen was bent over the bed, fluffing her pillows, and Cindy's gaze moved to her naked ass. She saw what Ellen had seen in the mirror – a lovely pussy squeezed like a small sandwich between two luscious thighs.
"I-I'm not interrupting you, am I?" she stammered self-consciously. She couldn't see Ellen's pussy without connecting it in her mind with Samson's big red tongue.
"No, of course not." Ellen said. She turned and perched her ass on the edge of her bed. "Come sit down and talk to me. I was hoping you would. You seemed a little down since you arrived."
Cindy sat beside her and swallowed nervously. "I guess I was just homesick," she muttered, trying not to stare at the way Ellen's lush tits pushed at the little bow of her nightie. "I was bored. I mean, I just didn't think I'd have any fun around here."
"I understand," Ellen said sympathetically. "You had the same problem last year. Remember? And stupid me, I got you to playing Scrabble and Monopoly!"
"Oh, that wasn't stupid!" Cindy blurted. "It was nice of you!"
"Nice, but not very grown-up. I guess I thought of you as a kid. I'm sorry about that, Cindy. But I promise not to suggest such childish games this year. I think you and I can find better things to do to pass the time."
A slow blush colored Cindy's face a sexy pink. She felt edgy. What did her sister-in-law mean by that? What kind of games was she referring to? What could they do together to pass the time better?
Ellen's eyes were penetrating, and Cindy lowered her long lashes. She licked her lips and glanced at her sister-in-law's thrusting, pointed tits. They were straining against that flimsy bow. And below, the nightie was awry, flashing curly black cunt-hair.
"You've sure grown up fast," Ellen murmured. She put her hand on Cindy's small back and slowly rubbed it up and down. "The boys must go crazy over you."
"Oh, not really," Cindy rasped, and her tits lifted up in her elastic top, expanding it. Why did Ellen's hand feel so good on her back?
"I would think they'd go ape over your pretty tits," Ellen cooed. "I hope you don't mind me talking like this. You're not a kid any more and I think we should be friends. We can be friends, can't we, Cindy?"
"Well, yes. I'd like that," Cindy breathed. She smiled and peered down at her tits. "I don't know why you call them pretty. They're so small compared to yours."
Ellen gave her shoulder a slight shake. "Don't talk like that," she said in a sisterly fashion. "You should never compare yourself with another girl. After all, I'm older than you. Don't worry, your tits are going to get bigger and better. But right now they're just perfect for you. Really! I've watched them grow over the years and I hope to tell you, they look luscious on you. They're uniquely yours. Be proud of them!"
Cindy couldn't help laughing and letting out some true conceit. "Actually, I am proud of them. I guess I'm just being silly. They are nice, aren't they? And you were right. The boys really dig them." Her eyes twinkled and she giggled with relief. "God, it's nice to be able to talk straight with you."
"Same here," Ellen cooed, stroking her back again, all the way down to her ass. "I kind of thought we could be more than just in-laws."
A warm feeling came over Cindy and she suddenly felt at ease next to her beautiful sister-in-law. She smiled prettily in a relaxed way and confessed, "I've been having a lot of fun with boys lately. I think it's driving Mom and Dad up the wall, though. They're so up-tight about sex. I mean, you'd think I was too young to take care of myself. They keep worrying about me getting pregnant, as if I didn't know what to do about it."
"Hmmmmmmm, that sounds juicy," Ellen laughed, pressing her hands against Cindy's curvy ass. "What do you do about it?"
Cindy blushed and lost her tongue. Her tits quivered. Ellen's hand felt like it was burning right through her shorts.
"Come on now," Ellen chided. "We're friends. We don't have to keep secrets from one another. Tell me what you do with the boys."
Cindy's eyes met Ellen's and she swallowed audibly. "You know," she muttered.
"No, I don't," Ellen laughed. "What do you do? Do you fuck?"
"Ellen!" Cindy gasped. "Golly!"
"Well, do you?"
"I-I – well, no, not exactly. I – oh, you know, I jerk the boy off or something."
"Or something?" Ellen cooed, leaning forward.
Cindy saw her sister-in-law's tits threaten to push right out of the front of her nightie and she swallowed hard, recalling the scene of Ellen naked, Samson sucking her cunt.
"You know," Cindy murmured weakly, avoiding Ellen's probing eyes. "Sometimes I suck him off."
"Oh, that's marvelous!" Ellen cried excitedly, laughing like a teenager. "I'm so glad you told me! I was wondering if you were into that. You have such sexy lips. Did you know that? It's true. It's nothing to blush about. You're lucky! Lots of girls wish they had a mouth like yours. God, I'll bet lots of boys think of your mouth as a sexy little pussy!"
"Ellen! You're wicked!"
"Yeah! Don't you just love it?"
"Yes!" Cindy suddenly laughed.
Ellen laughed with her and hugged her. She put her arm around Cindy's slim waist and pulled at her, and at the same time, she pressed one of her tits against one of Cindy's pert tits. The contact was electric for Cindy and she caught her breath. Ellen's hand had squeezed her ass right at that moment.
"Tell me." Ellen smiled in a friendly way. "Do you like it? Do you like to suck cock? I don't mind telling you that I love it!"
"Well, I do, too… when I'm horny."
Ellen frowned at her. "You have to be horny before you can blow a guy?"
"Well, yes. I mean, a boy gets me in the back seat of his car and feels me up until I'm purring. You know. Then he fingerfucks me and I get very hot. Then I take his prick out and jerk it off or suck it."
"That's strange," Ellen breathed. "I don't have to be hot in order to blow Bill's prick. In fact, when I see his boner, all stiff and wet, I just have to lick it. In fact, when I suck a cock, that makes me horny!"
The two girls laughed together again at that. For a few moments they discussed their various ways of turning on, and their friendship deepened quickly. Cindy began to feel very comfortable beside her gorgeous sister-in-law. The touch of their bodies was getting Cindy excited. She kept glancing at Samson, the massive dog on the floor watching them.
The movements of Ellen's lithe and lovely body made her nightie do tricks. Cindy watched the brunette's pussy and tits play peek-a-boo. Her eyes riveted on Ellen's lush tits then.
"God, you're beautiful, Ellen. Bill must go wild in bed with you!"
As if that were an invitation, Ellen suddenly but gracefully settled back against her pillows. Her tits rose up and pointed sharply. She smiled at her kid sister-in-law and slowly pulled the bow out of her nightie.
As Cindy stared wide-eyed, Ellen parted her neckline and exhibited her full, milky tits. She cupped them and tweaked her ruby-red nipples as the teenager looked.
"Jeez, they're gorgeous!" Cindy breathed.
Ellen's dark eyes softened and smoldering lights began to burn in them as her gaze traveled up and down Cindy's curvy little body.
"Show me your tits," she whispered softly.
Cindy had no thought of balking against this sexy request. It seemed the natural thing to do. After all, Ellen had showed her hers.