Variety Can Be Good ( 1 )


Masturbation
Kathleen Casey waved bye to the receding taillights of her parents'SUV. She stood with her babe, Violet in front of the garage, having just helped their mom and dad load up their baggage for their cruise vacation to Alaska. Yes, Alaska, the worst idea for a cruise.
"Why would anyone want to go in a cruise where it 's as cold year-round as it gets in the wintertime here ?"Violet pondered aloud.
Kathleen turned and headed back towards the straw man threshold,"I think Jack Jack London went there once or something. You know how dad is about old authors."
violet rolled her eyes and followed her sister. Their father had a sizable library at the dorsum of the house, his ‘ inhalation'as he liked to address it, since he was a author for the city newsprint, and was working on his own novel. Their mother was a doctor of music, so the miss grew up surrounded by books and intelligence, which explained the straight-As in high up shoal.
But since it was the ides of July, with an hollow house and no schoolhouse to give ear, the two sister would have to find some way of entertaining themselves.
Kathleen was currently in the last-place few page of an surpassing mystery novel, so sometime soon she would have to find something else to read before she turned into bed, as was her every night mantra. Although her younger sister liked playscript, she was more into nerd material and videogames than Kathleen, who enjoyed history, politics, balanced out by western and mystery novels.
Kathleen held the door for her sister, and watched her as she moved into the household ; smelled her as she passed. As a sapphic, Kathleen could not help noticing Violet every so often. With her full-strength red-brown hair worn down to her shoulder sword and her sage-green eyes combined with the smell of her shampoo, Kathleen had to concern her mind with something else quickly, else things might get a little damp downstairs.
Violet stopped at the kitchen threshold and looked back at her sister,"So what do you want to do for a week ?"
Kathleen's oculus snapped back up to her baby's face ; they had been intent on watching Violet's ass work on her way across the den. She quickly recovered her mental capability, but not before one of Violet's eyebrows arched in confusion.
"I-I was thinking of getting into videogames, honestly."
What a silent thing to say.
reddish blue's early eyebrow rose to link up the start."You ? Videogames ? I thought you said that they were for macho boys or small kids ?"
Kathleen's nous was racing."Yeah, I was thinking that they 're pretty a great deal picture show that you can sort of ascendancy, right ? Some of them have got to experience the right way plots."
violet's sage eyes blinked. She agreed, still confused, and proceeded into the kitchen. Kathleen breathed a silent sigh of relief. Violet had caught her staring at her usually skirt-clad ass before, about six months ago. Although there was no incident, reddish blue had looked very confused and unsure as to what was going on, and Kathleen did n't want to ache her little Sister in any way bod or pattern. Balancing her lust with her propriety was like walking a daily tightrope with no balancing pole.
Besides, Violet was her baby. These kind of thought were just plain wrong. As she tried to work out the moisture that had dampened the front man of her panties, Kathleen vowed to hold on a stronger vigilance against her own meander optic and lewd essence.
Surprisingly enough, the sibling found a film that they agreed on watching that evening. Even with the house at a grade of almost eerie silence, they managed to revel themselves through the pic. When it was finished, they closed the house against the shivering and the wickedness and bid each other goodnight.
Kathleen sank into her moonlight seat against the windows of her upstairs bedroom and looked out at the moonlight-streaked true pine Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree wood that stretched back away from their household before tearing into the last chapter of her whodunit novel.



Violet sighed in frustration at the game she was failing at and hit the power button. Setting her console 's controller down on her nightstand, she decided instead to originate up a book. Her little bookcase sat at the foot of her bed, half-filled with all variety of fantasy, space-age, and dystopian future softback book and hardback, each of them calling out to her with a different voice. She had read them all before, and even though violet enjoyed re-reading all of her books for possibly overlooked view, she decided to go and find something new to read.
Stepping out into the up the stairs hallway, clad only in a t-shirt and sheer white panties, violet tiptoed to her sis's door, intending to ask for something to read from her bookshelves. When she saw no light streaming from underneath the threshold, she decided not to arouse Kathleen, and instead headed to the rachis of the house, where the totality of both stories of one paries was covered in shelving. Their Padre had spent his altogether life collecting books, and as a solvent, the immense majority of the shelving was filled with every kind of novel. Violet was thinking that she could definitely find something to get into here.
turn on a reading lamp in the recess of the erectile room, the young woman began looking over the plaques set into the shelves, telling where each genre of book was located. She found the fiction, narrowed that down to fantasise and science fabrication ( the smallest section of books that her Fatherhood owned ), and climbed the sliding ladder to the halfway point. These were mostly old dusty paperbacks written half a hundred ago. Her searching manus hovered over The Maker of the tintinnabulation trilogy, but moved on to witness something more obscure.
Violet sighed as she reached the end of her begetter 's collection of science fiction and illusion, and was about to give up when she spied something interesting above her. The top four shelf were empty across the entire room, except for a grouping of four or five thick brown hardcover tomes on the top shelf. Frowning with oddity, she suppressed a yawn and climbed up to enquire.
When she finally came level with the isolated books, she noticed that they were covered in rubble, and the end script had cobwebs snaking from it to the cap. Brushing them away, reddish blue gently picked up the end tome and carefully descended to the carpet. Her heart pounded in her thorax ; either the late night or something else was making her excited for some reason. Finding old volume hidden away in her own home was sufficiency reason to be enthralled in uncovering the Word of God in the dead of night, she supposed as she put the book down under the light.
When she had seen the leger in the shadows Violet had thought that it 's screening were space, but in the direct light, she could see a notched nameless symbol carved into the front top.
"well I 've gone this far."she steeled her will and opened the book to a random page. Suddenly, the page grew strong in her hands, causing her to take up and letting the Koran fall open.
Violet was spooked now. There was no visual meter reading that this was anything other than a big old leger, yet a arcminute ago the pages were practically heating her mitt. She told herself to get out of there, deal with it in the morning when at least there would be light coming in the windowpane. But something made her creep binding to the incline of the board and look at the script on the Page. There was n't very much of it, just a half dozen paragraphs all aligned in the nitty-gritty of the page. She skimmed the words, but they were mostly garbled and unrecognisable, although here and there was an English word that leapt out at her.
Near the end of the final paragraph on the Page was one Christian Bible that she definitely recognized.
"Penis ?"she said aloud to the sharp-shadowed library.
The Word of God on the varlet began to run, as if the faded ink reliquified and began spreading across the page. Violet looked on in vacant fear, backed away from the small board, and finally dashed back to her sleeping accommodation, the revive ink dropping into the carpet behind her.



Kathleen was able to finish her Good Book by the twinkle of the synodic month. She cast her centre across the tree diagram and grass, both tinted silver by the midnight Moon. Tired, but not quite ready to go to sleep, Kath came out of her pillow nest and went to supersede her book on the shelf. A sudden gust of malarky came up and blew her window open, causing her to drop the record and spin around in shock. She scoffed and shook her head at how jumpy she was, strode over, and gently closed the window. She could see the silver eyeshade of the pines seating back and forth with the walkover, which had appeared out of nowhere.
turning away from the vista, Kath found her sentiment returning to her baby, and how the odor of her this afternoon had caused such a reaction. Despite Kath's understanding that incest was wrong, it was n't like she was intending to breed with her sibling or reconcile down and have a family. They were just lustful thoughts, like any of the early stuff she thought about to get herself off.
Her hands snaked inside her denim and found what they were looking for as Kath sat back into her nestle of pillows at the windowpane. The dungaree were soon gone as she plunged two fingers into her steady dampening kitty. Focusing on Violet, Kath found her position and started massaging, eliciting a groan from her breast amidst her own with child breathing. While her one paw was engaged being wet, she brought the other hand under her shirt and grabbed her boob, rolling a mammilla between her first two digit. She imagined that reddish blue was doing all of this, enjoying it, needing it just as a great deal as Kath did. This view increased the joy heading to Kath's mental capacity, and she knew she was getting close to an orgasm. Pulling her finger's breadth out of her pussy, she vigorously rubbed her clitoris with her slick left hand until the wave crashed over her, a yelp barely escaping before she could clap her hand over her sass.
For a couple minutes, Kathleen caught her breath as She slowly came down from her orgasm. Now she was tired enough to go to sleep.



Her bare infantry squeaked as Violet took the corner through the kitchen into the den at senior high school speed. That was one of the weirdest matter that she had ever seen with her own two eye, and she was n't going to investigate any promote until the light of day was filling that library. Til then, she would barricade herself in her sleeping room, use her Legend of Zelda collectible blade to protect herself.
She was nearing the stairs when she finally noticed that her lower abdomen was really agitated. Violet wondered if it could be period of time muscle spasm, but she just had her monthly in conclusion week. By the sentence she got to the foot of the stairs, something within her wobble. She could find things shifting, but there was absolutely no pain involved. She gasped and put her hand to her bay window, feeling her guts moving around beneath her flesh. Almost shuddering in confused little terror, Violet felt the movement slow and then finally bar. Using her fingers, it felt as though nothing had happened. She was about to go on upstairs when she grunted and sunk to her knees. Her interior were shifting again, this time lower than before, as if something had happened to her womb, and now something was happening to her vagina.
reddish blue quickly sat down on the stair and dumbfound a fingerbreadth in her mouth. She pulled off her sheer panty and stuck her wet finger up her snap to try and palpate what was going on. Before she got too far in, she met resistance and was immediately pushed out of her own twat. The immature woman go back to her invertebrate foot in repulsion, still feeling odd things happening to her crotch sphere. She stumbled into the den, turned on a light just in time to feel a exercising weight bent from between her legs, as if it had just appeared there. She pulled her shirt hem up to her tits and looked down to see a very large semi-hard phallus distend from where her pussy lips should be. A pair of testicles hung beneath the base, where the opening night to her vagina should have been.
Nothing inside her moved after that. Violet just stared in shock at the slightly throbbing member that hung from her crotch, where there used to be a perfectly normal vagina. When she came back to herself, she fumbled for the brightness level and turned it off. She walked out of the room, feeling the immense dick slap against her thighs, and went to her room. She rationalized to herself that she must be dreaming, because there was absolutely no way that this could happen. Violet froze as she sat on her bed ; one of the only side language in that crazy book she pulled off the shelf was penis ! Was that a book of cultus rite or something along those billet ?
Violet ran her hands down her belly to envelop them both around the shaft of her phallus. She had never experienced something so completely insane. She loved rooster in every former instance, but to see about 8 column inch of soft meat protruding from between her legs was going to take some getting used to.
At her touch sensation, her penis began to swell and grow. Violet's shock and terror had gradually worn off, replaced by curiosity and arousal. She watched with quickening breathing place as her putz lengthened and widened until it was almost 12 inches long and roughly 2 inch in diam. reddish blue was stunned at the size ; She had never touched, let alone seen any cock this size. Her ex fellow had one that was just over 6 in, but that was half the sizing of hers.
She ran her hands along the duration, exploring, feeling every form. Time to see if it works.
Violet gripped her dick with one hand, and started rubbing it up and down, as though she were giving individual a hand job. After a few fortuity, she began to find exactly how she liked it, and adjusted her grip accordingly. She reached down with her former hired hand and fondled her balls, an odd maven since they were so sensitive. This was definitely different than manipulating her clit like she used to.
Her idea cast around and somehow landed on her sister, Kathleen. Violet had seen her sister's looks over the eld, ever since Kath came out as lesbian. In the haze of arousal, Violet imagined her babe on top of her, slamming her hips down towards her, trying like hell on earth to get every final stage in of the outrageously retentive cock inside her.
At that thought, pleasure built in her stomach, her glob draw up against her cock, the head of her dick swelled, and all of a sudden with the apex of the joy, a jet of thick whitened fluid shot skyward and spattered in between Violet 's breasts. The second shot pulsed almost as high, while the third gear and fourth part pooled on her tummy.
With a trounce suspiration, violet's ass dropped back to the bed and her dick slapped against her stomach, slowly shrinking back to ‘ pattern'leaving her out of breath and covered in spunk. Her spunk.
Sighing again in appreciation of the richly intensiveness of the orgasm, reddish blue got up shakily and went to her bathroom to clean house up the mussiness she had made .
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