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Devoted Sisters                        by: Sara Rêver Éveillé              © 2000

 

Part 3

Claire made me feel quite comfortable she seemed to be perfectly happy with me wanting to be her sister full time, and of course I loved it too.

I was however concerned by her suggestion that we share everything. Over the years I had tried to protect her innocence and did not like the thought of her learning some of the tricks that I had acquired. I did not like the thought of her becoming exposed to the seamy side of life, but she obviously had other ideas.

The next morning Claire woke me, she had already had a shower and had done her makeup and hair.

"Come on Sis, wakey, wakey." she said as she grabbed my shoulder and rocked me against my pillow.

It took me several minutes to rouse myself, as my eyes slowly came into focus I watched Claire beginning to dress. She was stood with her back to me and was totally naked. I had never seen my sister undressed and I was pleasantly surprised at how slim and toned her body was. I was even more surprised to see her turn around and openly display her body to me. The first thing that struck me was her breasts they were small, still well underdeveloped but looked perfect on her.

Then as she moved a little closer I saw her pussy, I was shocked to see it totally hairless, ‘must have shaved it’ I thought. She was a vision of youthful feminine perfection, I was immensely proud of her and profoundly jealous of the body she possessed.

"Have you no shame?" I asked as she opened one of the drawers in the dresser.

"Oh come on, Sara we are sisters aren’t we what have we to hide." She answered as I watched her rifle though the drawer eventually pulling out two pair of panties. She tossed one of them on the bed and pulled on the other.

She had seen me in various states of undress over the years and was I guess fairly familiar with my body. I watched again as she went through to the bathroom, she quickly returned saying.

"Come on up you get, the shower is running, all ready for you." She then pulled my covers back displaying my naked and a semi hard erection. To which she simply smiled and turned away.

I quickly climbed off the bed and dashed through to the shower trying not to let her see my bouncing member bob up and down as I did so.

"Try not to wet your hair!" she shouted after me.

It took me about twenty minutes complete the task of washing and drying before I finally came back out with a towel around my waist, I must have been an odd sight and quite androgynous. My face and torso was boyish yet I had pink toenails, matching long fingernails and long feminine hair.

Claire had dressed and still looked like my sister but one, which I was not familiar with. Somehow older more matured and totally vampish. She was wearing a short denim miniskirt a pink boob tube a pair of fishnets adorned her long legs with black high heels. Her hair was pulled back into a high ponytail and she was wearing large gold loop earrings and a blue bead necklace. Her make up was much heavier than I had seen earlier and was very ‘over the top’

"Well, what do you think. As soon as we earn some more money we need to get a better selection of clothes, but these are the most appropriate I have, well?"

I was, lost for words and a little dismayed, "You look like a cheap hooker!"

"Good!" was her simple reply.

"Your serious about wanting to do this?" I asked.

"Like I said sister, share and share alike, what you do I can do." She said tugging her skirt down as far as it would go.

"I don’t like it, but I see that I am going to have no chance of stopping you." I said as I went up to her and pulled up the top of her boob tube to stop the top of her nipples showing.

She looked at me through her thickly coated long eyelashes, and I saw my young innocent sister once again. I smiled at her and kissed her, on the lips, and tasted her lipstick. It was a sisterly, supportive kiss with no innuendo, but it made me and I hoped her too feel good.

"Come on lets get you ready." She said directing me toward her cosmetics case.

For the next ten minutes she went to town on me, eyes, cheeks, eyebrows, lashes, lips and finally my hair. As always it felt good to have Claire pampering me, making me feel special and so very feminine. When she was satisfied she asked me to stand, and pulled off the towel which hid yet another erection.

To my utter amazement after looking up and me she looked back at it and took hold of it. I felt detached from the moment and helpless to her touch. She pulled me close and then took it into her mouth. After a couple of sucks on it, she looked back up at me and said.

"I need to know how? Help me, tell me what to do!" It seemed like time had stopped as her words brought me back to reality, but almost immediately she took me back into her mouth and began sucking and licking in earnest.

"Slower, use your hand to rub the shaft as you tease the end with your lips. That’s it good, now ease it down into your mouth several times, long deep movements. Yes, good, that’s real good now tease it pull out and just lick the end whist rubbing the shaft. Oh yes, yes, that nice. Okay now take it back down into your mouth and work on it the same as before."

It should have disgusted me but it didn’t it was wonderful seeing her. The sensations of pleasure ripped through me and I had no choice but to quickly pull away as I was about to cum.

Claire however refused to let go, and screamed, "No!" before she took me back into her mouth.

I buckled at the knees as I could contain myself no longer and with no option I exploded into my sisters mouth. I looked down and watched in awe as she like I had done many times before drank the thick salty liquid down. My once fierce erection quickly began to wilt and soon there was nothing left for her.

"I am so sorry!" I said as I fell back onto the bed, now wracked with guilt.

"Don’t be, I made you do that. It was my choice I needed you to help me. I am grateful, did I satisfy you? Would it be worth paying for?"

"Oh yes, sister you learnt well, and yes I think you will be fine," I answered, "but never do it without a condom!"

"You mean I don’t have to swallow?" she asked slightly wide-eyed and aghast.

"No Claire you never do that unless you are absolutely sure about the person, its very, very dangerous, have you never heard of Aids?"

"Okay, Okay, I here you." she answered as I stood and went through to the bathroom, I was surprised at her naivety.

I cleaned myself up and looked at myself in the mirror, Claire had worked wonders on me, I thought looked terrific and I was very pleased with the girl looking back at me. I went back into the room and found Claire holding a bra and panties for me.

"Come on Sara, lets get you dressed and keep that little monster of your under control this time." We both laughed as I pulled on the tight black lycra panties and pushed my maleness down trying to minimise its existence.

My breast forms were next same as last night she carefully attached them to my chest and jiggled them until she was happy that they looked as natural as was possible. I was thrilled with the effect although they were only small they were quite heavy and ‘felt’ very realistic. It was a joy easing them into a bra and it felt wonderful fastening the clasp and looking down seeing a cleavage.

Claire then helped me into a pair of matching suspenders and pulled them tight around my waist and fastened them into place. She had selected a pair of white stockings for me, and I took great delight in rolling them up my smooth legs and clipping the taught to me suspender clasps.

A tight white tee shirt followed and black miniskirt after that, the skirt was long enough to cover my stocking tops, finally I put on my new high-heeled sandals and stood back waiting for Claire to comment.

"Sara, you look stunning, a little brassy maybe but still stunning!" she then placed pair of identical earrings to her own in my ears and kissed me on the cheek.

Claire handed me a small bag similar to the one she carried, inside was a lipstick and mascara brush a small mirror. I went over to the dresser and took out a pack of condoms and gave her several to put in her bag.

I took Claire to the red light area that I had frequented yesterday and we stood together waiting for some action. It was only 10.30am, but we didn’t have to wait long.

A huge silver Mercedes cruised passed up the street, we watched as it turned around and pulled up to the kerb along side us. An opaque window slowly opened, I looked inside it was dark but I could just make out a man beckoning me over. I tottered over to the window, and bent down, and slipped into character.

"Looking for business?" I asked.

"You and your friend, £1500 for four hours of your time, no sex, are you interested."

‘No sex, this sounds weird?’ I thought, but a £1000 was a lot of money.

"£2000 and we are yours!" I heard myself say.

"Okay, get in!" the man answered as the door lock clicked and the door swung open.

I called Claire over and quickly whispered in her ear, and we both climbed into the back seat of the car. We had no idea what to expect but no sex a wad of money seemed like a good option.

The grey leather seat was large and the man was sat at the far side, Claire and I squeezed together at the other. I immediately saw a chauffeur wearing a grey peaked hat drove the car, and in the passenger seat was a woman, with her hair pulled up on her head and wearing a pair of thickly rimmed glasses.

The man spoke, "My name is Terence Jensen, and I am looking for some young ladies to help me with some business I have." Suddenly the car pulled away.

"I’m Sara and this is Claire," I answered, "what business?"

"I own a large company which occasionally requires me to find some," he paused momentarily "lets say ‘entertainment’ for some of my clients."

"Why us?" Claire asked.

"And you said no sex!" I added

"Firstly because, you are both young and very attractive, and I guess you are not scared of the unusual, otherwise I doubt I would have found you where I did. Secondly sex is not something, which is not obligatory, if you find yourself in a situation where it is being offered sex, then that will be your choice, however nobody will force you to do anything against your will."

"What kind of entertainment are you talking about and when?" I asked.

"It’s a sort of party, with maybe a hundred of my clients attending you will be asked to waitress for it and partake in an exhibition. The event is being held tonight at my estate!" he answered.

It still sounded weird but I felt no sense of concern about him. It struck me then that he had only paid for four hours of our time but the party was tonight!

"You know it will cost you more if you want us longer than four hours?" I queried.

"Of course," he spoke to the lady in front, "Natasha if you please," she turned and handed over the £2000 in crisp wrapped notes of the realm. Claire took them from her, I could see that under the austere exterior she was quite young also.

He then continued, "provided that you accept the invitation and ‘pass’ the assessments which will take place shortly, you will be paid a further £8000 each for your services, for the next 24 hours."

"Assessments?" Claire asked before I did. Natasha turned again and handed us each a document and a biro each.

Natasha spoke, "Read the document and if you are happy please sign them, we will shortly be arriving at the Assessment Centre."

Claire and I looked at each other and simply shrugged our shoulders and read. It was a form containing a confidentiality agreement and some legal disclaimers. They wanted to know if we were in good health and to confirm our names date of birth amongst other things.

We both filled them in giving false surnames and ages then signed them and passed them back to the prim Natasha.

"Good, you understand that anything you see hear or do during the next day must never be divulged." He asked.

We both nodded and said, "yes."

 

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