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The sisters loved being home alone. While most young women their age preferred going out with friends, Sophie and Emma were different. They were genuinely comfortable with each other. They enjoyed each other’s company and actually liked spending time together.
Their close bond was strengthened by the fact that their wealthy parents were almost always away, usually at their respective offices making more money. For years the sisters had enjoyed private schooling, plenty of luxuries, a beautiful home, and a secluded pool. They never lacked for anything material.
Despite their privileged upbringing, Sophie and Emma were genuinely nice young women — warm, kind, and down-to-earth.
They were both attractive in a soft, natural way. Both stood about five-foot-two with nicely proportioned, trim bodies. The single year between them barely showed. They had sweet oval faces framed by soft, lush brown hair that flowed over their shoulders and cascaded down their lightly tanned backs.
Their breasts were small but beautifully shaped, with soft pink flesh that rose gently to delicate areolas and adorable nipples. Their waists curved gracefully into feminine hips, and their legs were long, slender, and shapely. Everything about them was soft, smooth, and naturally feminine.
This particular morning, both sisters had the rare chance to wake up together. Their parents had left early, so the large house felt quiet and peaceful. They lay in bed wearing filmy, expensive babydolls, enjoying the rare moment of closeness.
As they lounged under the covers, they talked about random things and shared gentle hugs and sweet sisterly kisses — something they had missed doing lately. This morning, though, something felt different. Their embraces lingered longer than usual, and the simple touch of each other’s bodies felt warmer and more exciting.
“You feel so warm and soft this morning, Emma,” Sophie whispered. “And you smell so good.”
Emma smiled. “I was thinking the same thing about you. When you tremble like that… it sends the nicest little shiver through me.”
They both chuckled softly, but the laughter faded into something more charged. They had always been very open with each other, and over the years they had occasionally shared curious, sensuous touches while cuddling. Nothing had ever gone too far, but this morning the air between them felt different — heavier with anticipation.
Emma pulled back just enough to look at her sister. “I don’t know why, but this feels like a special day.”
Sophie’s eyes softened. “Then maybe we should just… go with the flow.”
Emma’s breath caught. She slowly sat up, pulled the covers back, and with a mix of nervousness and excitement, slipped her babydoll up and over her head. She let it fall to the floor, revealing her bare body to her sister for the first time in this new way.
Sophie’s gaze traveled over Emma’s soft curves, lingering on her breasts and the gentle rise of her hips. “Really?” she whispered. “Can I really look at you like this? I’ve wanted to for a long time…”
Emma nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’ve wanted you to look… and I’ve wanted to look at you too.”
Without another word, Sophie sat up and let Emma help her out of her own babydoll. Now both sisters were completely bare, facing each other on the bed. For a long moment they simply looked, hearts beating faster.
Then, as if drawn by the same invisible force, they leaned in and wrapped their arms around each other. Their kiss started soft and sweet… but quickly deepened, growing slower, warmer, and more passionate.
Their hands began to explore — gentle at first, then bolder — tracing soft skin, caressing curves, and discovering each other in a completely new way.
A loud crash echoing through the empty house suddenly broke the wonderful spell.
“Oh my god, what was that?” Sophie exclaimed. “Are Mom and Dad back already?”
They both jumped out of bed and quickly threw their robes over their nearly naked bodies.
“Maybe we should call the police?” Emma asked as they hurried toward the stairs. The crashing and banging continued.
“No, Oscar would have barked if someone had broken in. Even Mom or Dad. It must be the dogs.”
They found Oscar, the big Dane, wildly chasing Julie, the young pointer, around the house, knocking over anything in their path.
“You creep! Stop that, Oscar!” Emma yelled, grabbing his collar. But Oscar was far stronger, and Emma was dragged along helplessly behind the two excited dogs.
Finally, with Emma slowing Oscar down just enough, Sophie managed to guide Julie into the pool changing room and slam the door shut. Oscar crashed against it and immediately began scratching and whining desperately to get inside.
“What has gotten into you?” Sophie scolded. “You’ve been after Julie ever since we got her. Leave her alone!”
Emma dropped onto the sofa, exhausted from the struggle. “Sophie, I want to go back upstairs. Do you?”
“Sure,” Sophie replied, “but we’d better let the dogs out first so they don’t interrupt us again.”
Sophie walked over to Oscar and squatted down in front of him. “You naughty boy. We were having such a wonderful time and you spoiled everything.”
Emma smiled. “It won’t take me long to find where we left off. And I don’t think it’ll take you much effort either, will it?”
“It sure won’t,” Sophie laughed, turning toward Emma. As she did, her robe fell open, revealing her beautiful, lush body. Since no one else was home, she didn’t bother closing it.
As they continued their playful banter, Oscar suddenly lost interest in the closed door. Without warning, he shoved his head between Sophie’s legs.
“Hey! What are you trying to do?” Sophie yelped. She tried to close her thighs and stand up at the same time, but only succeeded in losing her balance and sprawling backwards onto the thick carpet with a heavy thud.
“Nice move, Sophie,” Emma laughed hysterically.
Sophie didn’t find it funny. She lay there for a moment, stunned. Oscar quickly stepped forward again and buried his cold, wet nose right into her cotton-clad crotch.
That snapped Sophie out of her daze. She scrambled to get up, but Oscar knocked her down once more. Emma was still laughing uncontrollably on the sofa.
“Dammit, Emma, help me! Get this mangy mutt off of me!”
Emma finally opened her eyes — and her laughter stopped instantly. “Look… look at that!”
Sophie glanced down. Oscar’s bright red cock was fully extended, long and hard, thrusting urgently in the air.
Emma jumped off the sofa and threw herself at Oscar, knocking him sideways. She quickly helped Sophie to her feet. In the same moment, they managed to shove both dogs into the changing room with Julie and close the door.
For a few seconds, only heavy breathing could be heard — from the two women and the frustrated Dane.
“Thanks, Emma,” Sophie said, catching her breath. “I don’t know what’s gotten into him. He’s never done anything like that before.”
“Do you know what he wanted to do?” Emma asked. “He wanted to fuck you.”
“What?! How do you know?”
“Because his cock was sticking out. It was huge — at least six inches long and bright red.”
Emma glanced at Julie, who was prancing around excitedly inside the room. “Yeah… she’s in heat, Sophie. That’s what this is all about.”
“Any port in a storm, right?” Sophie quipped with a nervous laugh.
“Sort of. But you know… they say when a woman gets aroused, she gets wet, and it acts like an aphrodisiac. I have to admit… I was getting pretty wet when we were fooling around upstairs.”
Sophie smiled. “Well, this horny girl wants to take a refreshing dip in the pool and then continue what we started upstairs. You in?”
“Definitely,” Emma replied. “And honestly… I don’t feel like putting on a swimsuit. Want to skinny dip?”
Sophie grinned. “You’re on.”
In seconds, they slipped out of their panties and stepped outside completely naked. The mood had been interrupted, but it definitely wasn’t forgotten.
Sophie ran first and cannonballed into the pool. Emma followed right after with a graceful dive. Julie stayed on the grass, basking in the sun.
They played and splashed in the water for about fifteen minutes, laughing and enjoying the freedom. They avoided getting too close to each other — almost as if they were saving the real intimacy for later.
Then a loud yelp caught their attention.
They turned to see Oscar frantically trying to mount Julie. The big Dane was clumsy with youthful excitement, but Julie stood there panting, making no real effort to get away.
The sisters rushed over, still completely naked. By the time they reached the dogs, it wasn’t clear Julie wanted to be rescued anymore.
Sophie looked at Emma, breathing a little faster. “Alice… I mean, Emma… what do you say we help the poor guy? Julie looks like she wants it. He definitely does. And… I kind of want to see it happen. What do you think?”
Emma’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. “Why not? No one will get hurt.”
She squatted down and reached out, gently touching Oscar’s long, slick red cock with one finger. “It feels so hot… and slippery. It’s a lot like how I feel when I’m touching myself.”
“Let me feel,” Sophie whispered.
They switched places. Sophie wrapped her hand gently around the throbbing shaft while Emma held her from behind, one arm around her waist.
As Sophie slowly stroked Oscar, Emma’s hand began to caress her sister’s soft hip and round bottom. The two sisters watched in fascination as the dogs mated, their own arousal growing with every passing second.
Emma leaned in close and whispered into Sophie’s ear, “I want to do that for you… May I?”
Sophie nodded, her voice barely audible. “Yes… please don’t stop.”
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