Sisters

Sisters
Disclaimer: Ginger Snaps, the trilogy, and all characters within the movies, no matter how awesome and hot, do not belong to me.

“Out by sixteen or dead in this scene, but together forever…together forever.”
“United against this life as we know it.”

Not only were Ginger’s hormones raging as her first period hit at age 16, but she was bitten by a werewolf to make things so much more interesting. Ginger was in fowl moods these days but that was understandable – her eyes were starting to change, a little tail was sprouting and her nails were unbelievably sharp. When she was out she would fuck boys, trying to get rid of that extremely high sex drive. When she was home she would either keep silent or spew out a string of foul words. But nevertheless, Brigitte, her 15 year old sister would always tag behind her. Brigitte followed everything Ginger did and was trying desperately to get her old sister back. The two sisters had an amazing bond like no other. They were at the dinner table as Ginger upset her mother and stormed to her room. Brigitte followed.
“Brigitte…you aren’t attached to Ginger at the hip,” her mother snapped. But Brigitte didn’t pay any attention and went to Ginger. She was in their room fuming on her bed.
“Ging…” Brigitte whispered.
“B, I just don’t know what to fucking do. Fuck this! Fuck fuck fuck!” Ginger yelled. She lied down on her bed and Brigitte went to snuggle beside her. After a few minutes of silence Brigitte asked timidly and was scared of the answer, “Ging, did you kill that boy you were with yesterday?”
“Who? Oh…him. Fuck Brigitte, I fucked him. I fucked him right in his car and then he had to go tell the whole world. What was I supposed to fucking do? I couldn’t help it, B. I…I fucking bite him…” Ginger said.
Brigitte grimaced at Ging swearing every two words but as she talked about her fucking that boy Brigitte felt a little wet. Seeing her beautiful sister…
“What? Did you say something, Ging?” Brigitte asked. She was too busy thinking about…
“I said B, I can smell you.”
“What?” Brigitte was confused.
“I can smell you from here. Shit,” Ging laughed.
“What are you talking…” But Brigitte trailed off and realized Ginger did indeed have a heightened sense of smell. Brigitte did feel her underwear a little wet – it was her pussy she smelled.
“I…uh…wha…” Brigitte just stammered like an idiot not knowing what to say.
Ginger turned around and mounted her sister. Brigitte looked into her eyes and saw the old Ginger far away and getting further. In her eyes there was a look of desire, power and lust.
“You’re liking this aren’t you, B?” Ginger asked. Brigitte stayed quiet but she couldn’t stop her pussy from becoming more wet. Ginger rocked back and forth on top of Brigitte rubbing her clit with hers and creating friction. Brigitte bent her head back and closed her eyes.
“Ging…I don’t think…stop…” Brigitte stammered.
“Oh come on B, you want this. In fact, I want this, so do it for me. Don’t you want me to be fucking sane? I’m going to fucking explode if you don’t,” Ginger said.
Brigitte let out feeble sound. Ginger continued to lift Brigitte’s nightgown and her already soaked panties were shown.
“You see, B? This is what you want. Relax,” Ginger said. She slipped down Brigitte’s panties, dragging her nails lightly around her sensitive inner thighs. Ginger bent down and sniffed her sister’s pussy. Ginger used her finger and pried open Brigitte seeing her enlarged clit yearning to be touched. She started to take her tongue and lapped at the already flowing juices. Brigitte gripped the bed sheets and released a moan.
“We are more similar then you believe, B. You’ve always wanted to be me and you can…” Ging said. She began to slip her tongue into the virgin pussy and at the same time rubbed her clit harder. Brigitte was about to explode but Ginger stopped right before.
“Please…Ging…please…” Brigitte said desperately.
“You see, B?” Ginger smirked. She forced her fingers into Brigitte one last time and an amazing orgasm rippled through her sister. Brigitte melted into the bed and her cum flowed out as Ginger continued to lick at her pussy. Finally Ginger stopped and plopped down beside Brigitte on the bed again. Brigitte was still panting and was sweating from having her first orgasm.
“Ging…”
“What?”
“Kiss me,” Brigitte said.
“B, you know that if I do you’ll get infected,” Ginger said bluntly.
“Together forever,” Brigitte whispered.
Ginger looked into her sister’s eyes and knew that she was the only person she would ever want or love. Ginger also knew that Brigitte only loved her. Ginger leaned in and passionately kissed Brigitte. Their tongues explored each other’s mouths as Ginger’s hands crept up to Brigitte’s hard nipples and rubbed.
“Together forever,” they both whispered.