The Ear Ring
Jennifer stood in her hotel room, eagerly drinking in the sights of the multitude of swimsuits she wanted to wear to the beach. There were bikinis of all kinds, revealing her lucious form beneath all kinds of cute and sexy cloths of all kinds of colors. Her wide hips, flat tummy and large breasts would be on full display while she strode confidently across the beach in search of a cute boy to get wrapped up around her.
“Mmmm…”
She bit her lip, holding a bright pink one against her naked body in the mirror. Her sandy blond hair, in a thick loveable ponytail, bobbed as she giggled at the sight. Her toned thighs rubbed together as she fought the feeling of warmth that her imagination was putting between her legs. She took her long, slender hands and rubbed her perfectly shaved folds, giggling more. It was then that a slight glimmer caught her attention: a single earring she’d picked up when she was packing back at home. The earring was quite pretty, a green jewel that sparkled in a way that pleased the eye and excited the mind.
“This one is pretty—”
She picked it up and put it on. A feeling of exceptional excitement came over her as she looked in the mirror and had a stunning realization:
“I. Am. Gorgeous.”
Her shapely legs, wide lips and big, light eyes promised a world of love and hugs that no man could hope to compete with. Her fingers were long and slender, much better fitted for loving her folds than any big, ugly penis could be. Her hair was beautiful and her body curvy and inviting. The fact she had ever looked in the mirror and not been overwhelmed by lust was suddenly laughable.
“They’re pretty but it can wait—”
If she was going to wear a bikini, it would be for the bikini. Right now she wanted love, and she would only take it from someone as hot as she was, which meant her twin sister was going to fuck her, nice and lovingly and gently in the way that only a sister who truly, genuinely loves you can.
“Hey Samanthaaaaa!”
She let herself into her sister’s room, finding the girl in bed with a book. Samantha glared at her, her short hair hiding the frames of her thin glasses, and set the book aside.
“What is it, Jennifer?”
Jennifer’s heart stung with pain. Her sister loved her, didn’t she?
“And-WHY ARE YOU NAKED!?”
Confidence swelled within Jennifer’s belly and put a smile on her face.
“I’m naked because you’re gonna fuck me!”
“....I’m sorry. What.”
Samantha looked angry. Her face was blank but her eyes burned with indignant rage. That would have to go.
“You heard me—”
Jennifer bounded over, leaping onto the bed and pouncing her sister.
“You’re gonna fuuuuuck me!”
“Ah! Get off! Stop—”
Samantha’s protests stopped suddenly when she found her mouth closing around her sister’s tongue. Something about it tasted….strange. And she wanted to know what, so she stopped fighting and focused on how her sister tasted. Her tongue was sweet, kind of like candy. It was moist and succulent like a lolipop, and the sounds of content she could hear coming muffled from her belly were delightful. She hadn’t had a quiet moment with her sister for a while so she sucked on her tongue as hard as she could. Even as her naked sister pushed her head back against her plush pillow and grabbed at her breasts she felt at peace. The two bit each other’s lips for a moment as they disengaged to stare into the smoldering emerald eyes that positively glowed with adoration for the dear, wonderful sister of their owner. Samantha found herself putting her arms around Jennifer as though she were a lover, but rather than question why she wanted to squeeze. So she gave her naked sister a nice loving embrace, the warmth of her flesh and softness of her skin feeling heavenly. She wanted to hold Jennifer forever, to keep her godesslike body to herself and hold it tight and stare and kiss forever. Her twin sister was so lovely…
“You want to fuck me now?”
“Yessssss…”
God, Jennifer’s body was perfect. Her breasts were big but not gigantic, the perfect size to look at and not so big they didn’t make nice toys for you to grope and bounce. Her body was slender and athletic, her legs rounded and muscular. The idea she would ever turn such a physique down, especially when it was her beloved Jennifer offering, was patently absurd.
“Yes, sis. I want to fuck you, so baaaaad…”
Jennifer giggled and opened up her sister’s blouse. They looked identical but her sister had plainer clothes.
“After this we’re getting you lingerie.”
“Yes, sis…”
Jennifer was such a good sister. No matter what she wanted, Samantha was ready to help. Her sister deserved love and approval in all things, and buying herself some sexy underwear to put her body on display sounded great.
“Mmmm—”
Jennifer stroked Samantha’s breasts softly, eliciting a long, gentle moan. Her sister’s soft touch sent jolts of energy through her body, making every hair on her body stand on end with happiness.
“I love you sis, I love you so much…”
Jennifer’s lips planted multiple long, sloppy kisses on her sister’s breasts. Which one Samantha bit down on a sharp gasp of delight.
“Sooooo muuuuuch…”
Samantha’s breasts were slipped out of their plain white bra.
“You need to take better care of your tits, hold them in something prettier….”
“Yes, Sis….”
Samantha moaned as her sister’s mouth closed around one of her erect nipples. Those soft gentle hands she loved so much rubbed her belly, making her squirm with joy.
“Undress me, sis undress me…”
For some reason she felt her sister had to do it.
“I can’t unless you let go, darling—”
Reflexively she pulled her sister tight. Letting go of Jennifer for even long enough to undress her was horrifying.
“N-no! I love you too much!”
Jennifer gave her an easy grin and she melted.
“Okay, sis…”
Samantha’s hands limply flopped onto the bed as Jennifer unbuttoned her blouse and then they obediently moved to help her take it off. The bra was unhooked and tossed aside while Jennifer lifted the sheets.
“Off with your skirt!”
After waiting for her sister to do it Samantha sighed and pulled off her skirt. The soft fabric gently sliding along her skin felt heavenly, as did the warm approval in her sister’s eyes.
“Such plain underwear…”
Samantha blushed. She wished she were wearing a frilly bikini bottom, something cute or pretty or sexy. This cotton pair of panties wasn’t exciting at all!
“Yeah, sadly…”
She removed it as well, grinning weakly as her sister drank in the sight of her scrumptious naked body.
“Got any sexy lingerie for me?”
“No, Sis.”
Samantha felt mildly ashamed. She wanted her sister to be proud of her, to enjoy looking at her and feel pleased when she did. She wanted to make her sister happy.
“Well, let’s go get some!”
Samantha reached to put her underwear back on but Jennifer took her hand.
“You’re not thinking of going in public wearing that, are you?”
Suddenly she blushed intensely. The thought of wearing such plain undergarments in public was terrifying.
“N-no…”
She reached for her skirt but got a squeeze from her sister’s.
“What?”
“I need clothes….”
Jennifer giggled and stroked her sister’s face. Her earring lit up and caught the woman’s attention.
“No you don’t!”
“No...I don’t….?”
“Of course not!”
Suddenly Samantha felt conflicted. You didn’t just go outside naked did you? That was….idecent…
The gemstone in her sister’s earring caught her attention, sparkling gently. Her fears faded and turned to smoke. Of course nothing was wrong with being naked in public, Jennifer was goddamn beautiful and if she had a body like her sister’s she was not just justified but obligated to flaunt it publically.
“Oh yeah. Right. Thanks sis!”
Jennifer took her hand and lead her out of the hotel. They got a few strange looks, but Samantha didn’t notice. She was so happy to see her sister naked! Her beautiful face was saturated with joy, her lips in a wide joyous smile that put butterflies in Samantha’s stomach. As they waited in the elevator a hunger took shape in Samantha’s belly. Without warning she leapt at her sister, her thighs wrapping Jennifer’s waist as she jammed her tongue down the girl’s throat. Immediately her tongue was met by her sister’s, which played with and sucked it and welcomed it into her mouth. Jennifer held up her sexy sister in a tight embrace, kissing with all her might. A new set of passengers entered the elevator, watching the delightful display of sisterly affection as they waited. One of them, a youngish girl of about 18, moaned with joy as her crotch filled with warmth at such a beautiful sight. She refused to leave with her family at first, opting to give each of Jennifer’s thighs a long forceful kiss before slipping a paper with her number between the two’s bodies. Listening to their kiss made her shiver as she skipped out of the elevator, knowing no punishment her family could give could outweigh the possibility that the two might call her. The sisters stayed in the elevator, kissing passionately, for what felt like hours before Samantha had to stop, panting heavily and left dizzy. After her sister set her down and took her hand, Samantha had to be dragged as she heaved and swooned. Love for her sister pulsed and glowed inside her brain, leaving room for nothing else. What followed was a blur, her sister’s naked body making it impossible to think about anything else. When she caught her breath they were in a store that sold revealing underwear.
“Hmmm….”
Jennifer grinned, her eyes sweeping around for a nice pair of lingerie to put on her sister. Strangers occasionally glanced at her, but they inevitably grinned or shrugged and decided the naked woman with a single glowing earring was either a good thing or nothing worth note.
“H-hey…”
A young woman of about nineteen approached them.
“No shirt, no shoes, no service…”
Jennifer grinned and her ear ring lit up.
“Really—?”
“Yeah, it’s policy, p-please leave…”
Jennifer sauntered up to the young woman, her wide hips swaying violently. Her prey’s eyes wove helplessly with the beautiful sight, her breathe stopping for a moment as she took pleasure in the sight.
“So you don’t want me here?”
Jennifer leaned forward, her breasts on display. The young woman struggled not to stare but she loved them too much. They were so pretty, so sexy…
“My eyes are up here sweetie.”
“I know…”
She knew staring at this polite customer’s breasts was rude, but she also loved them too much to look away. Even when Jennifer’s hand took a light hold of her chin and softly, gently pointed her eyes into the beautiful woman’s emerald ones, she couldn’t help but weakly mewl discontent.
“It’s not my fault I’m so gorgeous…”
The employee found herself absently agreeing. It wasn’t this woman’s fault her body belonged on a greek godess.
“I should be allowed to show it off, shouldn’t I—?”
“Yes maam…”
The thought of telling this woman to wear clothes made her sad. This body was so perfect, so beautiful…
“I think you deserve to be punished for trying to turn me away.”
“I do…”
This lady was perfectly classy and polite. Trying to turn her away for having a body too beautiful to hide under clothes would defile the good name of her store.
“How about you pay for all our purchases.”
Softly, emptily, she nodded.
“Yes, maam. Buy whatever you want. It’s on me.”
Jennifer giggled, pulling the woman into a soft embrace. Her mouth melted under hers with no resistance, her new friend moaning with sexual bliss as she held the girl tight.
“What’s your name, darling?”
“I’m Genna, sweetie…”
Calling this naked woman “sweetie” felt natural, but not as natural as her kiss. It was as though she lived to let this woman kiss her, touch her. To feel her infinite love and absorb it into herself and cherish it for her entire life.
“I’m Jennifer.”
Jennifer unzipped Genna’s short shorts and sent them to the floor.
“Such a little slut, wearing plain red panties like your body means nothing to you!”
Genna blushed. She really was a slut, or else she’d treat having her pants pulled down-by a girl no less, and in public-as a bad thing.
“I ammmmmm….”
She sighed happily. Being a slut felt so good, anyway...
“No shoes, no shirt, no charge—”
Genna sighed happily.
“No shoes, no shirt, no charge—”
She loved the policy almost as much as she loved Jennifer.