Alternate Pleasure by Unknown
The sisters loved to be home alone. Maybe that would seem strange for most young teens who would rather be gallivanting without their siblings. But Sue and Alice were different. They were comfortable with each other. They enjoyed each other. They actually liked each other. And they had much in common. Their attraction for each other was in no small part due to their well- to-do parents who were always away, usually at their respective offices making more money. For years they had had private schooling, nannies galore and all of the other niceties that comes to the upper crust. They had the requisite pets, a Dane, a newly-acquired pointer, a nice home and secluded pool. They never lacked for anything.
For all of their silver spoons, Sue and Alice were neat kids. Nicer ones you couldn't imagine, no presumptuousness, no smugness, nothing like that, just nice kids. Hard to believe, huh?
Well, that's not all. Although they weren't the stunning, teeny-bopper, movie starlets, they were good looking. They were similar, both about five-two, nicely proportioned, with trim, but not athletic, bodies. The single year between them didn't show, to Sue's chagrin. They both had sweet oval faces, halloed by soft, lush brown hair flowing over their shoulders and cascading down their flawless, lightly tanned backs.
Their intriguing young breasts would never turn the eye of the Madison Avenue-conditioned male trained to gravitate to the protruding mountains of silicone, but their appeal was beguiling. The soft pink flesh gently, but irresistibly, rose from their slim chests to lusciously peak at the most adorable areolas you could imagine. The wee nipples crowned the Grecian mons to perfection. 'Tis a pity that no mortal beyond their own hands had ever rejoiced in their caress.
But the Creator would be disappointed if the viewer stopped there, for His greatest works were yet to come. Tearing one's self away from the mounds of the youthful Venuses, one delights in following another immaculate trail over the most graceful curves imaginable. The rolling curves gently ebb at the waist, but carefully hasten outward again at the youthful hips. The flow was so docile that one might be mesmerized into forgetting that Sue and Alice were women -- women, who could bedazzle any male if given the opportunity. If the Creator had also given them the desire to attract the male of the species, all would be in chaos.
But, dear reader, don't lose our train of thought. We have not finished our wonderful tour. As we continue our luscious travail over the sensuous hips we pause only a moment to note that the soft curls of pubic hair enticingly conceal what mere mortals could not even imagine, so we will bypass heaven for now. As delicious as our excursion has been, the tantalizing and provocative rise of the twin-mons derriere command attention. Many plastic surgeons could triple their business if they could duplicate this magnificent sight before us. But the soft roundness without the slightest hint of flaw or blemish is irreproducible by Man. If designer clothes didn't hide these consummate domes from our sight, Sue and Alice would have been submerged in Italian hands.
As we unmercifully sever our sensual attachment to these heavenly hills we are greeted with two identical, long, slender, shapely legs, consistently without imperfection. The lovely and delicate feet don't disappoint us, just sledgehammer our minds that we are at the end. We shiver in ecstasy imagining the first trembling hand to follow this last leg of our journey the other way!
But the tour we took is only in the imagination, as these two delights are just now awakening from a satisfying sleep, clad in filmy, expensive baby-dolls. This was one of the few mornings where they awoke together. They tried to do this often when their parents were going to leave the house early. As nice as the house was, it was big and sort of spooky when they were along. They had slept together less and less in recent times. Although they enjoyed the companionship of each other more than other siblings, they did have independent interests.
As they lounged around in bed, they talked of various things and interspersed their ramblings with mutual hugs and sweet, sisterly kisses, something they had each missed. With no noticeable change, their embraces and kisses seemed to last longer and longer. For some reason, this morning, the very touch of each others faintly-clad bodies was exciting.
When they awakened this morning Alice had commented that this felt like a special day, but she couldn't place her finger on exactly why she felt like that. Sue only felt excited, just as she did any rainy and dreary day.
It was Sue who first noticed, "You feel so warm and soft this morning, Alice. And you smell so good. You didn't get some perfume, did you?"
"Hardly, but I was thinking the same thing. When I hold you, your body seems to radiate heat. When you trembled a few moments ago, it sent a delicious flutter up my spine. Do you suppose that was an orgasm?" she chuckled.
They were comfortable with each other. They had totally confided in each other early on, so they were very relaxed talking about this sort of stuff. Since they had commonly slept together they had even advanced to some pretty sensuous fondling of each other. Neither had ever experienced an orgasm, though. They had once mutually revealed that they wanted to, someday, but passion was not really foremost in their young minds.
"I don't think so, but maybe we should go with the flow."
"Now, what are you suggesting, Young Lady. Do you imagine me to be one of those brutes in Daddy's videos?" Alice spoke in mock rebuke.
Once they had discovered a porn video that their father had rented. That struck them as odd, as he never seemed to have time for that sort of stuff at home, or at least that is what they had heard their mother tell a friend over the phone one day. But she had added that it was just as well, "I would rather work than screw, anyway," she had remarked.
Anyway, all the girls saw was huge-busted whorey-women benignly presenting themselves to a string of self-centered creeps with huge cocks.
Over the years the girls had gradually learned about physical love-making. First, it was from friends at their schools, then a few clandestine books borrowed from here and there. (These same tutors had advised them that huge cocks were rare and not of significance by themselves, anyway.) And then the video. For a long time that had turned them totally off of this line of thought. Only recently had the subject come up a few times, usually because of comments friends had made. They all wondered if there wasn't something more to this thing. Or was it just another something for men, like TV football.
Anyway, Alice's tongue-in-cheek rebuke was taken correctly and Sue responded in kind, "I don't know. What do you have?"
Alice threw off the covers, stood up on the bed, pulled up her tops and quickly back down, and shot back, "Help yourself." She tried to keep a mischievous smile on her face, but somehow the joke was wearing thin. She trembled in anticipation, hoping beyond hope that Sue wouldn't think she was joking. The thought flashed through her pretty head that she was actually holding something back from her sister for the first time in her life. "Why in the hell must physical love have to cause the psychological distress it does," she thought.
Sue's grin faded quickly as she glanced from the lowers to Alice's lovely face. "Really? Can I really look. I have wanted to do this for a long time."
"God, Sue. I have wanted you to and wanted to look at you. Why couldn't we have just talked about it like we do everything else?"
But she didn't wait for an answer. With a sensuousness that would have aroused a eunuch she slowly lifted the gossamer pajamas and slipped it over her head. With a catch in her breath she dropped it off the bed and slowly lowered herself back down next to Sue. Never once did she take her eyes off of Sue's.
Sue, copping a quick glance at those delightful, pert and perfect breasts, sporting exquisitely erect nipples yearning to be touched, reached out to hold Alice. Without any word they embraced and began a kiss that might never end.
At first every movement they made, be it the fleeting search by their tongues or the seemingly random motion of their soft hands over each others bodies, was slow and almost unsure. But as the kiss deepened and they grew more comfortable with the new heights they unknowingly were ascending, the indecisiveness dissolved and they moved, seemingly in unison, with new confidence, conscious and deliberate, then eager.
For many long, dreamy minutes (for us clock watchers) they passionately cavorted, rejoicing in the delightful sensitivity of each others bodies. Somewhere along the line, Sue's babydoll rode up to around her neck so that as they extended their kissing their bodies pressed flesh to chaste flesh. The difference between adult urgency and childlike joy was so very apparent now. Only fleetingly did they venture near Society's designated erotic zones, but their mounting intensity did not reflect the youthful omission. How wonderful is innocence!
Only when Alice accidentally caught her finger nail in Sue's filmy covering did the spell break. A quick cry escaped the narrow opening between their cleaving lips and they parted.
"Ouch. Your jammies are in the way, Sue. Let me take them off."
The normally jocular Sue, taking a role new to her, overlooked that opening and said, "I could do it, but I would rather you did. Your hands are so soft and warm. Remember when I let Jack get his hand inside my blouse last month? He felt like a rough, clammy dish rag. He even scratched me. If he had felt like you I would have given him my cherry, I know!"
As Alice extricated Sue from her pajamas she quickly resumed the kiss which had so excited them. This time they only held the kiss for a few moments. With no visible sign they parted and held each other a foot or so apart. For many moments they held each others loving gaze.
At exactly the same moment each reached up and placed their hands on the others lithe waist for a few sighs. Again, with no visible sign their tender fingers began a slow trace, first around a small circles, slowly growing larger. Their respective touches were scarcely perceptible and, no doubt, wouldn't even have been noticed if their sensitivity wasn't so intense. As the bravery of their gentle and kind digits increased they moved upwards towards the luscious globes. Although Alice lingered around Sue's naval, Sue did not prolong the agonizing delay and reached up to enfold the delectable mounds. As her fingers slowly encircled the soft, heaving orbs, Alice reciprocated.
Being careful not to interfere with their dallying progeny exploring the delights they leaned together and commenced another fervent kiss. Their mutual heavy breathing made it difficult, but they survived. And prospered.
Another eternity passed unnoticed by the lovingly entwined couple. Who is to say how long it would have continued or where it would have ended. But fate interrupted.