Neither of Michele's daughter's fully understood the relationship between their mother and their new step-father.
They didn't like him. He was arrogant and Mindy thought he was a real prick.
But they would have both been shocked if they had known the man had transformed Michele into his sex slave.
Melinda took off her shoes and tip-toed up the stairs to her room.
She hoped that Marlene was still awake. Melinda did not feel like going to sleep just yet and wanted someone to talk to.
Melinda was curious about how Marlene's date had turned out. She was rooting for her baby sister to smarten up and start fucking guys.
Melinda could see a crack of light under the door and smiled, realizing that -Marlene had not gone to sleep yet.
As the black haired girl entered the room Marlene looked up startled, wearing only a mini-nightie.
The younger girl was sitting at the desk scribbling something into her diary.
"Hi, Mindy!" Marlene said in a loud whisper.
"Hi, Marlene," Mindy said closing the door securely behind her.
Once the door was shut they could speak in normal voices and not have to worry about their conversation being overheard.
Bernard and Michele slept at the end of the hall and couldn't hear the teenagers unless they were making a racket.
"How did your date go?" Melinda asked Marlene as she crossed the room and jumped onto her bed on her belly, bouncing up and down a couple of times before coming to a rest with her arms folded beneath her head.
"Oh, Harold got all grabby and I made him take me home," Marlene said.
"You are an idiot," Mindy said with a groan of disappointment.
"But that isn't even the most important part of my night."
"Why? What happened?" Mindy said, rolling onto her back.
"I masturbated!!!" Marlene exclaimed excitedly.
"Did you come?" Melinda asked, jerking up to a sitting position.
Her almond shaped brown eyes went very wide as she asked the question.
"Oh yes!" Marlene said, her mouth turning into a proud smile.
"How did it feel? Did you like it?" Melinda asked.
"Oh, Mindy! It was wonderful. Better than I could ever have dreamed."
"What have I been telling you? I told you it felt good."
"I guess I. had to find out for myself," Marlene said.
Melinda got up and walked over to the desk to give her light haired baby sister a congratulations kiss on the cheek. Mindy could smell the scent of sex on Marlene was thought it odd that she found it slightly sexy.
"I hope you are done teasing the boys now," Melinda said, taking Marlene's hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.
"I don't know," Marlene said, looking into Mindy's eyes.
"What do you mean you don't know?" Melinda asked.
Melinda was astonished at how stubborn her sister was on the subject.
"I still get scared when I think about being touched."
"But you touched yourself, and that doesn't even feel as good."
"I know. I know. It's just that—" Marlene had trouble finishing her sentence.
"Tell me, love. I want to help you," Mindy said sweetly.
"I trust myself. I felt safe touching my own pussy."
"Sometimes I think you are hopeless," Mindy said.
"Don't scold me. It's not like I'm hurting anyone."
"You are hurting yourself by being so shy," Mindy said.
"I wish there was a way that I could learn how to be touched by another without having to get all butterflies in my stomach just thinking about it," Marlene said. She felt sad again. She was starting to think that she was a freak of nature, and would never make love like normal people.
A strange idea occurred to Melinda as she looked into Marlene's eyes and clutched her sister's hand.
She knew that it was a naughty idea, and that Marlene might think she was weird, but she wanted to help.
"What if I touch you, Marlene? You trust me." Melinda's eyes were still wide — almost hopeful.
Melinda was starting to feel horny at the thought of teaching her virgin sister the joys of being caressed sensuously.
"That's silly," Marlene said, thinking it was a joke.
"What's so silly about it?" Melinda asked.
The black haired girl made it obvious from the tone of her voice that she did not consider it a laughing matter.
"Sisters aren't supposed to do that stuff," Marlene said.
"Says who?" Melinda said, staring into Marlene's green eyes intensely.
Marlene thought about this for a second and shrugged.
"There you go! It can be our little secret," Melinda said.
"I don't know—" Marlene said, looking away. She glanced down at her diary where she had been writing about what her first orgasm had been like.
"We are sisters. We are best friends. It seems perfectly natural that we should be lovers. Now I can't scare you. I don't have a cock. I can't pop your cherry. I won't hurt you. I won't do anything that doesn't feel wonderful. I promise."
Marlene was starting to get all hot and bothered, which upset her since she never thought about her sister in that way before.
All of a sudden the two girls were looking at each other in a new light.
The pretty teenagers saw each other as sexual animals.
"Okay!" Marlene said abruptly, deciding that she was sick and tired of saying no all of the time.
She had to admit that it was a good idea. She could sort of practice with her sister so that she wouldn't be so scared when the real thing came around.
It was true that Marlene feared the pleasure she would receive from sex just as much as she feared the pain — maybe more.
"Kiss me," Melinda said.
Marlene giggled.
"This is going to be fun," Marlene said.
"I think so too, lover," Melinda said.
Melinda took both of Marlene's hands in hers and the littler girl rose to her feet so they could hug tightly at the foot of Melinda's bed.
They pressed their loins and their breasts together and moved their head so that their puffy lips were only a fraction of an inch apart.
They could feel each other's moist hot breath and this made both shiver with a growing sexual arousal.
They felt their lesbian urges growing quickly.
The fact that their new sexual relationship was to be incestuous only added to their mounting hominess.
They kissed with only their lips for a second.
Then they brushed the tips of their tongues together.
The room seemed to crackle with sexual electricity.
In seconds the two the were roiling their tongues together passionately, quaffing deeply of each other's hot saliva.
Chapter 7
Marlene had tongue kissed with a lot of guys, but she could never remember any kiss feeling as good as that first one with her sister.
When the kiss was over the little girl with the light brown hair could feel her nipples making little bumps in the front of her nightgown.
"Let's go over to the bed so we can be more comfortable," Melinda suggested, also amazed at how-horny she was getting.
Melinda had been thinking a lot about having sex with other girls but had been bothered by her urge.
She didn't know any lesbians, and she could not come up with a subtle way to let girls know that she was horny.
She figured that there were probably other girls in Rushdale who felt the way she did, but she couldn't think of a way to figure out who they were.
"Okie-dokie!" Marlene said excitedly. "I can feel my pussy getting all tingly just thinking about it."
"That's good, Marlene. Guys love it when you talk dirty to them. They love to hear to word fuck coming from a pretty mouth, if you know where I am coming from," Melinda said, leading Marlene by the hand to her bed.