“Sometimes, sure,” Lisa said, smiling. “But we haven’t banged each other yet. She wanted to do it, but I thought we should get more experienced first.”
I can understand that, Stephanie thought, listening. Our high school wasn’t the best environment for lesbians either. The cheer captain of Lisa’s squad was a total prude and many students followed her lead. I sometimes dared to hope things could be different my senior year. Of course, I never really thought about acting on it. Now… “You’ve been in college three months now, Lisa. Have you had sex with a girl?”
“No,” Lisa admitted, shrugging. “I’m waiting for the right one. Haven’t felt that spark with anyone yet. My new roommate is nice and pretty, but I’m not sure of her preferences yet. We’ve only known each other a week. And no one else has excited me. Tess and I have an agreement. She went to a lesbian bar and let herself get picked up. I haven’t been that daring yet. I’m seeing her in New York in December, though. We’ll bang each other then. If I haven’t banged any other women before then, she’ll be my first.”
Stephanie grinned, holding the vibrator and staring at Lisa. Okay, she thought, this is a signal to me. My sister… I didn’t think she was a lesbian virgin. Wow. I… I should see what incest is like, why Lily let herself get into it. Lisa turns me on. I have told other people I think she’s beautiful, and it’s no lie. I have kissed her before, made out, been envious of her sex life at times, before I came of age. Now that I’m finally an adult and I know she hasn’t been with a woman… Stephanie sat up and looked directly at Lisa.
“Can you kiss me?” she asked. “Like we used to do at slumber parties? Get me excited a bit?”
Lisa raised an eyebrow. “Sure, but… I’m not going all the way with you, Stephanie. Mom and Dad might catch us. I don’t know how they’d feel about incest between us.”
She was covering that her confidence issue with loving women was also rearing its head. The first woman who had kissed Lisa had not been attractive to her. She’d liked the softness of the kiss, but the butch tattooed biker Gecko had not excited her. Nor had any of the other women in the Reptiles biker gang with whom she’d spent a summer vacation learning to ride motorbikes- only the men had sparked her in the right way. Lisa was glad the gang women had been ultimately willing to keep their distance from her while she enjoyed sex with the guys. When she got back to school, Tess had sparked her interest when they kissed, and Stephanie also, but Lisa cared so much about them. She wanted to make things right for them and herself. If she couldn’t do things right… she’d had such doubts with men too, but they were more aggressive and it was never hard for her to please them. There were other concerns too, of course. Society’s approval, her peers’…
Stephanie interrupted her chaotic thought processes. “You don’t have to take me all the way. Just kiss me and then this machine can do the rest, right?” Part of Stephanie hoped Lisa would change her mind during their kissing. She found herself looking at Lisa from a sexual viewpoint now. Considering her soft oval face, their sisterly connection, the juncture of her thighs, her breasts, her lips… Stephanie felt herself tingling again just as she had when she and Lily embraced. And if she could take this encounter to completion… She wondered if Lisa could see the thoughts behind her eyes.
Lisa put her notepad down, stood up, and walked to the couch. She sat down beside Stephanie, stroked her hair, then her face. Lisa placed one hand on her sister’s hand that held the vibrator, guided it to Stephanie’s crotch. Stephanie was wearing jean shorts. Lisa unbuttoned her fly and slid the vibrator into it and against her sister’s panties. “Flick it on when you’re ready,” she whispered, positioning Stephanie’s thumb at the vibrator’s switch but not activating it. “And relax.” Lisa then leaned in and touched her lips against her sister’s.
Stephanie felt her heart hammering. Lisa’s mouth was hard and firm on hers, full of promise. She had no doubt her sister loved her. Perhaps if they were alone in the house… no, she would not think about that. Or maybe she should. Lisa had convinced her masturbation was good, and she wanted to now, so much. Just thinking about it, about climaxing, and finally…
Lisa’s hands were stroking the back of Stephanie’s head as they kissed. Then they were roaming down her body. Squeezing her shoulders and her breasts. Caressing her stomach and thighs. Brief touches, enticing, not serious, but… Stephanie found herself wishing Lisa had more confidence.
Lisa felt temptation rising, nearly but not quite overwhelming her. Just as it always had with Tess, maybe even more so. She wanted to give in, but… no, she told herself even as Stephanie’s nipples grew hard under her palms, even as they touched tongues, even as she smelled her sister’s arousal. She couldn’t touch her, not like this. No! Lisa reached down and activated the vibrator, moved quickly away from her sister.
“Hey!” Stephanie gasped, staring at her. Her hands were waving frantically. “You… please… you can’t just…”
“I can,” Lisa said, grimacing. “I can and I will. You touch yourself however you like, dear sister. I’ll be outside.” She waved at Stephanie, leapt to her feet, then hurried out of the room, trying to calm her nerves.
Stephanie grimaced, then shrugged. She had to do as Lisa demanded. Lisa’s touches had made her hot, and the vibrator was still buzzing away. The need in her was insistent and increasingly pervasive. Damn it, why had Lisa had kept to the terms she’d set? Why did she have to be so hot now, and unsatisfied? Why…?
I have to touch myself, Stephanie thought. And I will. She pushed the vibrator into her cunt with one hand, squeezed her breasts with the other. Her fingers did feel nice on her body, and so did the twitching plastic of the Companion. Stephanie formed images in her mind. Lisa’s soft lips, her loving hands. Lily’s more experienced touches, her hopes. Simon also, his patient knowing lips, his support of her as a friend to whom she wanted to give herself one day. Other cute people she knew flashed into her thoughts. Attractive celebrities, imaginary beautiful women and handsome men. Knowledgeable people she liked. One person in particular excited her, a guy she knew online with whom she enjoyed talking tech savvy. Kim was his name, he was Stephanie’s age, lived in Beaumont, and knew computers as well as she did. Stephanie wondered if he was hot. She hoped he was. She imagined him as the hottest young Asian man she could picture, recalling he’d said he was half Chinese when she’d asked him about his ancestry. Kim was there touching her, she imagined, so were Lisa, and Lily, and Simon, and… she rubbed her own body faster and with more intensity, images flashing in her mind. She held the vibrator firm between her legs, let her thoughts reach peaks, abandoned herself to her desires, and then…
“YES!!! AHHH!! AHHH!!!”
In the hall outside, Lisa heard Stephanie scream and smiled. I wish I could see her doing that, she thought. Glad she finally has allowed herself to enjoy such thoughts fully. I did earlier in life, that skiing accident in my adolescence I barely survived focused my thinking even though I publicly kept to society’s demands… but not everyone can be me.
“Ahem.” Someone coughed behind her.
Lisa turned and gasped, seeing Eileen Coleman standing behind her with crossed arms. “Hey Mom. Uh…”
“I was walking by your room to the wine cellar,” Eileen said, shaking her head. “I can hear what’s going on in there now. That buzz. Those shouts. It sounds… like life.” She placed a hand on her chest and smiled widely, showing all her teeth.
Lisa thought quickly, decided not to deny anything her mother might suspect. But not confirm it either, not unless it was necessary. Maybe…
Eileen dropped her hand and looked directly at Lisa. “I raised you both. I loved you. I’ve given you weapons, taught you techniques, endowed you with knowledge. But you are adults now. There is nothing more for me to give you. All that’s left for you to take is… your freedom, by your own hands. I have to support that. My children must live. And in that life, there can be no defeat. Only lasting victory and survival. That is your destiny. Battle may be endless for you, but… retreat is not an option.”
“Not even tactical retreat?” Lisa dared to counterpoint, confused.
“Temporary tactical retreat?” Eileen asked with a knowing smirk. “Prelude to re-engagement? Yes, perhaps that could be allowed.” Then her expression changed. “Lisa, I need to ask you something. Are you and Stephanie… breaking certain unjust laws?”
She knows, Lisa realized. Mom knows Stephanie and I were kissing and we almost banged. Shit. I…
Eileen placed a finger on her own lips, then dropped it and smiled. “It’s fine, Lisa. I knew plenty of siblings and cousins in my old commune who… fooled around. They were consenting adults. If you and Stephanie are also… your father and I will practice willful ignorance. So will Darcy. We have seen you kissing each other before and discussed what else might happen between you two. You don’t want to marry your sister or anything like that, right?”
“No,” Lisa affirmed, relaxing. “I’m not into her romantically, just… casually.”
“That is acceptable,” Eileen said after a pause. “As long as you keep it casual, no, there is no problem. I grew up without siblings. Even if I’d had siblings, my parents… they were so repressed, the sort of people I had to escape. I was not like them. I like to think I have raised my own children in my own different better way. I know I do not want them to feel they have to accept any repression they do not desire. Do as you will, Lisa, try not to harm. Remember to stay within accepted patterns on the surface. Tell your sister the same.” She winked.
“Thank you, Mom,” Lisa said, ordering herself to stay calm. She didn’t like her mother knowing of her skirting society’s rules, but since Eileen wasn’t condemning her… “Thank you.” Lisa did not want more from her mother than what she had already received.
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