Oh Sister, Oh Sister
"Great!" Sara exclaimed. She removed her recording headphones, shuffled music sheets together, and stretched her legs. She gives her identical twin sister, Tegan, a high five. "Finished!"
Tegan smiles. "Another album is up. Awesome!" Tegan and Sara made a name for themselves in the music business. Their mellow songs are great sellers. The band consists of the two lesbian sisters, hence their band name.
"Do you want to get something to eat? I'm pretty hungry." Sara brushes her short brown hair out of her eyes.
Oh how I want to stroke her hair, Tegan thinks to herself. "Sure, why not?" she responds. "Where to?" She scratches her head and follows her identical twin out of the recording studio.
"I'm thinking veggie burgers and smoothies. I saw a little restaurant on our way here. Of course we have to walk there."
"Sounds good to me. Anything sounds good to me." They say goodbye to the other band mates and begin walking, enthusing over the new songs and album and bickering over little things like pitch and timing.
"Food!" Tegan exclaims when they arrive in front of a little vegetarian restaurant. Taking their seats and giving their orders, they just sit and chat.
"So how's your social life?" Sara asks, nonchalantly sipping the all-natural lemonade the waitress just brought her.
"Eh, it's getting there." Tegan shrugs. "This one chick I'm into is just…way too shy. It's like she's scared of dating me, of dating a girl. She's meek, like you." She smiles. "I don't want to be dating my sister." Yes I do. Tegan stares her sister up and down then bites her lower lip in thickening desire.
Sara chuckles, not noticing her sister weirdly staring at her. "Oh no, we definitely don't want that. That would be complete and utter torture." She lowers her voice at the last word.
Tegan laughs. "Maybe so." The waitress then comes back with their veggie burgers, fries and strawberry and mango smoothies. "I mean, I don't wanna settle down or anything, but she is a good person. Very nice and sweet, in a kid kind of way." Tegan smirks to herself then takes a tender bite of her burger, slowly testing its flavor.
"That's cute. I mean, I think you should give her a shot you know?" Sara places fries between her fingers. "And maybe, if she's lucky, in a little while you could introduce her to the family." She gestures toward herself with her French fry free hand.
"If she's lucky, eh?" Tegan laughs. "Tch, riight." They continue to eat and talk, remembering the times when they were children in Canada.
After a while of laughing and talking about recent shows, Sara wipes her fingers with a napkin. "Come on, I'm ready to go.
"I'm ready to go," Tegan mimics her with crossed eyes. "Hey! Alright, alright," Tegan says when Sara slaps her arm. But inside she felt a tingle in her pants.
"We'll both pay," Sara says as the waitress arrives. She reaches into her wallet and hands half of the pay to the young girl just as Tegan gets up.
Tegan counts her money. "Here you go." Hiding the tip under a plate, they walk out the door.
"Ah, shit," Sara says and looks up at the sky. "It's going to pour. Lets go."
Just as they reach Tegan's car, raindrops slowly start to fall. Then it picks up speed. The scent of the air was strong with fresh rain. The ominous clouds puffed up and let go.
Tegan starts the car. "You drove here, right?"
Sara nods, staring at the rain. "Yeah, why?" She brushes her overgrown bangs out of her eyes and licks her lips.
Tegan tries not to bite her lip at the swift movement. It was so sexy. "Just wondering. All right, my place right?" When Sara got a quizzical look on her face, Tegan said, "Movie night."
'Ooooh yeah! I forgot sorry." Sara reaches forward and turns on the radio. As she does so, her top droops a little, exposing her smooth flesh. Tegan's mouth waters. "Fast music!" Sara taps her foot to the beat and nods her head.
"Horaaaay," Tegan says sarcastically. She stops at a red light. The windshield wipers move viciously against the smooth, clean glass.
"Oh shut the fuck up." Sara cranks the volume and gives her sister a playful glare.
"I'm really stoked for this album, like seriously," Tegan gushes as she turns the steering wheel so she can park in the parking lot of her apartment building.
"Same. Our fans are crazy. Being this awesome is cool." Sara chuckles. "Dude, that chick a couple shows ago who threw her bra at you really wanted to get some."
Tegan laughs as she looks around in the backseat for an umbrella. "Don't they all?" When she finds what she's looking for she says, "Ah-hah! Found it." She holds up a rainbow umbrella in the pride order. "Lets rock and roll." Tegan opens her door, the umbrella and then gets out. She walks around to the other side of the car to let Sara out and underneath the shelter of the umbrella. "Remember when we were younger and you would always be like 'Tegan! Stop raining!"
Sara laughs. "Oh yeah! That was cute Tegan Rain Quin."
Tegan smiles. "I could never come up with something clever for Kiersten no matter how hard I tried." They quickly walk side by side in the turbulent rain. When a rumble of thunder clashes, Sara jumps.
"That scared the shit out of me," she says. When they reach the inside of the building, they shake themselves of the rain.
"Come on." Tegan puts her key in the door, steps inside, and sets her coat on the rack. She collapses on the couch. "Uuugh!"
"Que pasa?" Sara pauses. "I'm terrible at Spanish. What's the matter?" She sits next to her sister.
"I'm exhausted. Recording is fun but it's tiring." She looks at her sister in the eye. She playfully scoots closer. She whispers, "Don't you just wanna get away from it all sometimes?"
Sara shrugs. "We've wanted this for a while, Tegan. Yeah it gets tiring, but music is all we know and why are you so close to me?"
Tegan quickly answers, "The movie feeling, of course. And plus," she pauses as thunders cackles outside and the rain beats like a drum against the window, "it's a storm outside. Scaaaaary movies!"
"Dude, we're thirty-two. We don't need to snuggle." Sara looks at her sister questioningly. "What's wrong with you?" She starts to push her away just as Tegan grabs her wrists.
Tegan stares at her in the eye. "Are you scared? We didn't even pop in the flicks yet." She kisses Sara hard. When she pulls away, Sara's hand makes sharp contact with her cheek.
"What has gotten into you?! Are you so horny that you have to hit on your own TWIN SISTER?!" She tries to get up but Tegan's grip tightens. "Stop Tegan! What the fuck?!"
Tegan leans in and whispers. "I love you, Sara." Then, despite Sara's struggling, she plants a soft, warm kiss on her sister's mouth.
Sara doesn't kiss back. She hits her again, harder this time on the same cheek. "This is NOT okay. We are fucking related! Are you drunk? Get off of me!"
'Oh, but the fun has just started. Do you still wanna watch the movie?" She climbs on top of Sara with a grunt. She gives her another kiss. "I don't."
"Tegan, I swear to God, if you don't get off me, I will give you cervical cancer!" She starts kicking.
"Man, it's like kissing myself," Tegan ignores Sara, "I'm so damn gorgeous. You are me and I am you. So we're practically about to fuck ourselves."
Sara's eyes widen. "Fuck? Hell no! Get. Off. Me. NOW!" She tries to wiggle free under her twin. "I will kill y-!" She's interrupted by another round of kisses. She tries to clench her mouth shut but Tegan's tongue wrestles itself in there. Sara grimaces. Bile starts to rise in the back of her throat but she swallows it down. It's already bad enough that her sister is making out with her. She doesn't need throw up everywhere.
'Oh Sara, Sara, Sara," Tegan murmurs in her ear, nibbling nicely on it. Her hands begin to wander all over the body that is under her. She gently tugs at Sara's shirt. 'You're so cute when your hair is in your eyes like that." She uses her tongue to move Sara's bangs out of her face.
"That's enough!" Sara abruptly rolls over to the side, making them both fall off the couch. They both land on their backs and let out a slight "oof" simultaneously.
Tegan turns her head. "You don't look like you've had enough.
"Wha…?" Sara follows Tegan's gaze down to her chest. "Jesus Tegan!" She throws her arms over her chest. "You are really psycho. Wait until Mom hears about this." She gets up, arms still covering her chest, only to have Tegan grab her ankles and pull her back down to the floor. "You're sick," Sara says, voice evident with disgust.
Tegan scrapes her teeth against her labret. "Maybe. But I like it and soon you will too." She kisses Sara again. "Just give up. You're no match for me." She begins to rip off Sara's shirt, her plaid bra making Tegan's mouth water with deep yearning. Her hands creep up to squeeze the twin's full, round breasts.
Sara throws up her arms, shakes her head in disbelief and looks away. "I hate you so much right now!" She scoffs. "I can't believe this." She turns a deep crimson in embarrassment. The blood rushed to her face and she put her hands on her cheeks to try and hide it.
But Tegan had already noticed. "How cute, you're blushing. Don't be embarrassed, we would play house when we were kids."
"When we were seven Tegan. Seven! And we wouldn't fuck each other!" Sara rests her head on the floor. 'What-the fuck-ever Tegan. Whatever."
Tegan unbuttons her own plaid shirt and lets it sink to the floor. She smiles as Sara can't help but stare at the breasts that hang in her face.
"Get them out of my face! I don't wanna see that!" Sara abruptly turns her head to the side.
Tegan slips her hand under Sara's head and pulls her face up to hers. She passionately kisses the soft, tender lips under her. Tegan feels bursts of joy as Sara finally gives in to the kiss. Their tongues run against each other. Their breaths quicken. Tegan presses her body against her twin's. Sara runs her fingers timidly through Tegan's hair.
"See," Tegan says when she comes up for breath, "you like it." She hoists Sara's legs up on her hips. She cups her hands around Sara's breasts gently but firmly. Sara subconsciously tilts her head back and bites her lip.
Tegan leans forward and licks her sister's neck. Biting tenderly on it, she begins to unbutton her pants. Sara helps with the removal of her own pants. She holds on to Tegan's shoulders and she pulls them off.
"Why do you look so scared?" The older twin whispers. A bigger rumble of thunder makes Sara jump. "It's alright," Tegan coos, brushing Sara's hair out of her eyes with her thumb, "big sister is here."
Sara smiles. "You know you're not that much older than me and I'm the more mature one anyway."
Tegan bites Sara's bottom lip. "I beat you by eight minutes, little one." She runs her fingers along Sara's small, flat, bare stomach. She dips her tongue into the navel that rests under her. She puts her hand under Sara's back and skillfully unhooks the bra with one hand. Sara lets out a sharp gasp as it pops off quickly and her hard nipples hit the air. She covers her chest with her hands.
"Oh stop it," Tegan says, trying to pry Sara's hands away.
"No, Tegan, this has gone too far. We are sisters, we shouldn't be doing this." She tries to reach for her bra while her other hand struggles to keep both of her large breasts covered. "You're sick and we need to stop."
"Oh come on! We just started. Don't spoil the fun now." She grabs Sara's hand and pulls it off of her chest.
"Tegan!" Sara squirms under her twin.
"They're nice," Tegan comments. She unhooks her own bra. "What about mine?" Sara looks away but Tegan grabs her chin and sharply whips her head to face her chest. "Again," Tegan says slowly but with a firm tone, "I ask what do you think of mine?" She squeezes Sara's chin hard.
"Tegan please! You're hurting me!" She tries to peel Tegan's hand away but she's too strong.
"Then answer the question. I'm not repeating it." She grips harder.
Sara yelps in pain. "Okay, okay! They're very nice! They're very nice!" She gazes up at Tegan with hurt in her eyes.
"Thank you." She slowly releases and watches Sara rub her jaw. She trails her tongue down Sara's torso. Her tongue stops at the checkered panties. She toys at the hem with her finger. "These are nice. I like the design." She hooks her finger under the top, pulls up and lets it snap back down.
"Oh, God, please!" Sara whines. "Anything, ANYTHING but what you're about to do! That's so gross!" She sits up brusquely. "You know this is rape!" She pauses. "Incest at that."
Tegan smirks devilishly. "It's not either of those if you like it."
Sara blushes. "Whatever. Shut up." She looks at her sister's face. They were nose to nose. The silence was filled with the beating rain drops against the windows and roof.
"Do I have permission, Sara?" Tegan sits back on her heels. She taps her fingers on Sara's thigh, waiting for an answer.
Sara sighs and lay on her back, staring up at the ceiling. Her arms rested by her sides, no longer bothering to cover her breasts. "Fuck you, Tegan."
Tegan giggles. "I think I'm already covering that." Then with speed, she pulls Sara's underwear off.
"Dude!" Sara exclaimed, her hand immediately shooting down to cover her area. "Quit it! I'm so seriously going to hurt you. I'm not even kidding!" She starts kicking her legs. She kicks Tegan in the thigh and in the stomach multiple times. "I swear Tegan, I will hurt you so badly."
Tegan ignores her sister's protests. She takes her pointer finger and tickles Sara's opening. Wordlessly she continues to do this.
"Tegan, please." Sara tries to resist but her eyelids flutter shut against the pleasure. She bites her bottom lip and slowly removes her hand that was blocking full access from Tegan.
"Finally you stopped bitching at me," Tegan says as she inserts two fingers in Sara. "I can now do this without you struggling?"
Sara nods and arches her back just as Tegan hits a sweet spot. "Te….Tegan," she whispers.
"See? I'm not the bad guy after all. Do you want me to keep going? Or am I raping and committing incest toward you still?"
Sara takes in a sharp breath as Tegan hits the spot harder. "Don't…stop." Her toes begin to curl and her knees start to shake.
"How cute. You're trembling." Tegan dips her head down and pokes her tongue between the dripping folds. She smiles as Sara moans. The moans get louder as Tegan starts to suck and bite. Sara lets her fingers roam through Tegan's nicely styled hair. Her back arches and curls as Tegan bites a little harder.
"Tegan! Tegan!" Sara moans as she reaches her climax. She clenches hard on her sister's hair and lets out a sharp gasp.
"Oh stop it you. I'm not that good." Tegan gets up, goes to the kitchen to fix herself a glass of water and then returns. She sips while looking down at Sara and the mess. "Clean yourself up and get dressed, I'm taking you home."
Sara slowly sits up. "What? No scary movies? Or did the sound of my orgasm scare you enough?"
Tegan chuckles behind her glass. Shirt still removed, she walks forward and crouches in front of her. Her breasts are in Sara's eye region. "The sound of your orgasm was one of the best ones I gave." She pats Sara's cheek. "Now get up and get dressed so I can clean this shit." She gestures with her glass to Sara's fresh, white juices on the carpet.
Sara frowns and looks as if she's going to be sick. "We shouldn't have done this. This was wrong. We should not have done this." She gathers up her clothes. She stands up, not realizing that Tegan is still crouched. "Oh, God, I'm sorry." Her crotch is now in Tegan's face and she moves her hands to quickly cover herself. In the process, her bra falls out of the nest of clothes in her arms and sinks to the floor.
Tegan stands up level to Sara. "Don't worry," she starts to walk past her sister but then stops and whispers in her ear, "it's beautiful."
Sara blushes and listens as her sister fiddles around in the kitchen. "Why?" she whispers still looking straight ahead.
"What was that?" Tegan calls. She walks out of the kitchen towel drying her hands.
"Why?" Sara repeats, this time turning to face her sister.
"Would you get dressed or I'll fuck you again." She rests her hands on her bare hips, towel swinging in palm gently.
"Why?!" Sara raises her voice. She angrily puts her bra and underwear back on.
"Why what?" Tegan scratches her eyebrow and shifts her weight. "What, Sara, what?"
"Why would you do that to me?! It's wrong! What the fuck is your issue?"
Tegan looks away sheepishly. "I've always wanted to try that," she says quietly, eyes averted away and down towards the floor.
Sara steps back in shock. "What?"
"Like I said before," Tegan looks her twin directly in the eye, "you are me and I am you."
"This wasn't supposed to happen and never will again, understand?" Sara pulls on her jacket and walks toward the front door. She puts her hood on and rests her hand on the doorknob. "Now," she says firmly, her eyes fierce razors, "take me home."
Tegan sets her towel aside and puts her shirt back on. Buttoning it with one hand, she grabs her keys and heads out the door wordlessly. They travel out of the apartment and into the pouring rain. The car looks old and worn out under the vicious water.
Tegan starts it up and waits for Sara to get settled in. Once Sara has her seatbelt on she blurts, "It's not wrong!" Evidently surprised at her own outburst, she automatically looks away and bites her bottom lip.
Sara takes a deep breath, trying to stay calm. "You know what we did is called incest. Maybe not. Maybe you don't know what that is." Her voice is getting louder but it remains calm. "You're sick, man, and you need help."
Tegan stops at a red light; the rain is slightly letting up. "I'm sorry. Just…don't think about it too much." Then she quickly adds, "And I don't have a problem!" She huffs out a breath and shakes her head. "I told you I'm sorry now will you let it go?"
Sara's jaw clenches as she looks out the window. She picks at some dead skin on her thumb with her dainty fingers. "Let's not talk about this. What happened, happened, but it sure as hell won't occur again." She snaps her head toward her sister. "Am I right?"
Tegan nods silently, eyes not moving from the road.
"Good. This is why I rarely ever hug you. You always take shit too far." Sara breathes a sigh of relief as they pull up in her development. "We have a show next week," she says slowly, awkwardly. "Get the set list ready by then. I'll look over it when you're done." She gets out of the car and slams the door. She hurries to get inside, even though the rain has let up tremendously.
"Fuuuuuuuuuck!" Tegan screams and pounds her fists on the steering wheel. I shouldn't have done that, she thinks with heavy regret. She lets out a shriek of rage. "Why did I do that?" she asks herself aloud. She pounds the steering wheel a couple more times. She leans back against the chair, closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. She taps her fingers on the steering wheel and opens her eyes. She starts to back out of Sara's development. On her way home, she drowns out her mind with some Bruce Springsteen.
She pulls up in her apartment complex, enters her apartment building and trudges up to her room. Putting the key in the lock, she lets out a big sigh. She throws her keys on the kitchen table, plops down on the couch and covers her face with her hands. She goes through the day's events in her mind.
Suddenly, her pocket vibrates. She has a text from Sara.
From Sara: You kiss well, but never do that again. Ever! :/
Tegan closes her phone and smiles. "Oh Sara," she murmurs, "if only you knew."