(I'm no good at Gimp or Photoshop, you'll just have to imagine that Iris has thistle-colored eyes. Though I do now have an anime-ish avatar depicting Iris.)

"In Tandem Orbit"
By = Sure As Elle

Author note: This chapter contains another sex scene
between the adult characters Rianna and her sister Kamaria.

Author note 2: From a short chapter last time, to a long one this time. I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 8: A Grey Matter

Monday and Tuesday were fairly normal. I went to work, Iris eventually ended up there and followed me home later, where we spent time reading, talking, and/or watching three-vee before she went back home, which wasn't as much time as I would have liked, seeing as I was working til 5 PM Mondays through Thursdays now. It wasn't until Wednesday that things began to get more interesting.

I was at work on Wednesday when the first interesting part started. The library's 3VP - basically an oversized, land-line Omnus - beeped at noon to indicate an incoming call. This in itself was not unusual; even in this era where most people could ask their house AI for any kind of information, some people still preferred to speak with a real human being. It was only when Matria's image appeared holographically over the 3VP that I realized this was an unusual call.

"Matria?" I said, perplexed at the incongruity.

"Hi, Rianna. I would have called you on your Omnus, but I decided since you're working, to call the library instead."

"Oh, okay. How can I help you?" I asked. Hey, this was the library line after all.

"Well I tried both yesterday and Monday to get through to them, but finally I did it."

"Through to whom?"

"To the testing center, to make an appointment. They're on the other line. I wanted to check what would be a good time for you, since she wants you to be with her."

"Oh okay," I said, and told her my schedule for the next few days. She switched to the other line for a bit - which, as it transpired, meant she was calling me from her VC, while she had the testing center on her Omnus.

When she returned, she asked me, "How does this coming Saturday at 1 PM sound?"

"Sounds good to me, Matria."

"Good. We'll pick you up at noon, since Iris said she might want to visit you before then."

I chuckled. "Sounds good to me. Tell Iris she can come over any time after 8 on Saturday."

"I'll let her know."

Something occurred to me, and before she could hang up, I said, "Oh Matria, hold up. One other thing I want to ask you."

"What's that?"

"How old is Iris, anyway? I uh... I never asked." Which is true enough, I mused.
She laughed. "Funny, I'd have thought that was one of the first things you'd ask, after a name."

"Yeah, well, it seems to have slipped both our minds. So how old is she? She's not here right now, or I'd ask." A minor fib, to be sure, but necessary.

"Oh she's 13. Her 14th birthday is in a couple months, in fact. So you might want to start birthday shopping for her if you're going to." Her words had the ring of truth to them. Well, I thought to myself, that confirms it.

"Thanks, Matria, I will. And wow, you know, 13 going on 14, that makes it even more unusual that her high intelligence wasn't spotted before now. I'm going to have to have words with someone about the quality of schools in this city."

"I'm not sure that'll be necessary. We had the same thoughts in the days after you figured it out, and the consensus here was that she's just very shy and withdrawn. Part of why we were surprised, in fact, was that she's never done very well in school."

"Yeah, well, that's not always a good indicator of intelligence. Some kids do horrible in school because they're not smart enough to do the work and get too frustrated trying. Others, like me, don't do well in school because it's too easy, so they don't see the point of doing things that easy. Imagine if you, as an adult, had to go back to kindergarten. It would be frustrating, insulting, and dull. If Iris is anything like I was, she'll feel the same way."

"Hmm... I'd never thought of that before."

"Of course, your lot raised another good point: Iris is shy and withdrawn. I suspect she and I have a lot in common, in that respect. I'm an introvert, but another reason for my shyness in childhood - which I'm still working at getting over - was being too smart, and as a result not fitting in. I know the AI system is supposed to figure out who's gifted and who isn't, then put the gifted kids together so they have some peers, but I can easily see how the system didn't catch on with Iris. If she only does work that interests her at home, and not at school, the school AI's wouldn't have a clue, if she was just 'phoning it in' as the expression goes."

"You know, now you've said all that, I've noticed she's a lot less withdrawn these days. Especially around you, but also with us. I think you're a good influence on her."

"Yeah, sometimes we brainiacs just need kindred spirits to understand us. And kids often don't have the knowledge or experience to realize what they need, or to put it into words. But I think when we saw each other that first day in the library, we recognized something in each other that we both needed."

"Do you mean the day that you and she first spoke with one another?"

"Well yeah, that was the first day I'd ever seen her."

"Ah. In that case, I have a minor confession to make."

"What?"

"Well, that may have been the first time you saw her, or perhaps the first time you noticed her, but it wasn't the first day she'd noticed you."

I felt my cheeks getting hot. "Um... w-what? What do you mean?"

"She'd been going to that library every day for the two weeks prior to that. I should know, she was babbling at me about it every day after, and she had even more to say that first day you and she spoke, too."

"I... wow. Really?"

"Yes. That first trip to the library, of course, was just a normal trip to the library. Or at least it started out that way, but then she saw you, and spent the next two weeks gathering the courage to make an excuse to have some kind of conversation with you."

"But..." I thought about it. It's not like I noticed every child that came through the library. Even if I had glimpsed her in those two weeks before we'd officially met, I might not have necessarily remembered. I wondered, then, if part of the 'love at first sight' kind of feeling I'd felt that day had been recognizing, on some level, that she was interested in me. I tried picturing her face that day, and thought I saw those signs, but I couldn't be sure my memory was telling me the truth.

"Wow. That's..." I was at a loss for words.
She chuckled. "No worries, dear. I can tell what you mean by the look on your face. You're flattered, happy, and mildly embarrassed to find that she had a crush on you long before you noticed her."

My face fell a little. Matria backpedaled, "Not that- well, she was kind of trying to be unseen, at least until she wanted to be seen. She's got that invisibility thing down pretty well. Or she did, anyway. She used to dress quite plainly, even tomboyishly. But ever since that day you two met... well, as I understand things, she dressed in that glittery silver, partially-see through dress that day because she wanted to be noticed. She had that dress specially made with her allowance. She wanted you to notice her, and you did." Matria was grinning, now. I guess I was, too, if you could count a crooked, awkward, sheepish grimace of mixed pleasure and embarrassment as a grin.

"What's more," Matria said, "she hasn't dressed in any of her old clothes since meeting you, except her PJ’s. You've brought her out of her shell."

I simply nodded mutely.

Matria's eyes flicked to a place over my shoulder, and she said, "Anyway, don't forget: Saturday at 1 PM. We'll pick you up. Bye!" The projection flicked off, and I was left there feeling profoundly giddy and embarrassed at the same time.

"Come to think of it," a voice I was expecting from over my shoulder said, "I didn't think to mention it, but I recognized Iris that day. I was astonished at the difference in her dress. Matria's right, she was coming here every day for two weeks before that day."

"Hi Aren," I managed to say in a small voice. "How much of that did you hear?"

"Well let's see," my coworker said thoughtfully, sitting down at her seat next to me, "I came in around the time Matria said Iris is almost 14."

The heat in my face could have started a fire if it got any hotter.

~

Another couple hours later, Iris came in and waved at me briefly before going to her favorite chair to read. I waved back, even though I was busy helping patrons. I managed to notice what she was wearing: a sky-blue halter dress that showed off the top half of her back, and matching shoes. I wondered how much she was spending on her new clothes, a thought that led in turn to a decision to take her shopping sometime, spend some of my wages on her.

After another 20 minutes, something else unusual happened; my sister came in and came up to me. I looked up at her, noticing her hair first. It looked like it had started out in her usual two Afro puffs, but then it seemed she'd braided it, so that four small braids hung from each spot where Afro puffs normally were.

Then I noticed her outfit. Boy did I ever notice it. She was wearing extremely short denim shorts that showed off her ass nicely, and a tube top that held her cleavage in so inadequately that her cup was about to runneth over with the slightest disturbance. I looked at her crotch; her trans-womanhood must have been tucked away, for there was no sign of Little Kam. My own Little Rea was most pleased by the view.

I tore my eyes away from my sister's delectable body with difficulty, and somehow managed to shift my brain into the right gear for human speech. "Oh, uh... hey Kam, how're you?"

"Good. And you?"

I looked around to see where Iris and Aren were, and then - seeing the coast was clear - filled her in on what Matria had told me over the 3VP; all of it.

She chuckled. "Wow, somehow that doesn't surprise me at all, even though it does. It sounds like something Iris would do. What I am surprised to find out is that she was even more shy than you, before either of us met her."

"Well she's opening up more around me and around her family." I remembered something suddenly, and added, "Oh yeah, and she made a friend at the beach Sunday. Karra, a cute 10 year old mixed-race girl, half African and half Japanese. They traded contact info, even."

Kam eyed me in a way that annoyed me, and asked me salaciously, "So, you're looking at other little girls now, too? For shame, for shame. You gonna turn our triad into a quad?" She was joking with me, but it still annoyed me a little. I was, after all, still getting used to the idea of being polyamorous.

"I was only looking. I am a lover of beauty, and she is a beautiful little girl. But she's not my type," I said, trusting Kam to know what I meant.

"Ah, so not brainy enough for you, eh?"

"Yes. Just a bit above average, I think. Smart enough that I think she and Iris will make good friends, just not a prodigy or anything like that. Besides, the two of you are all I can handle. I'd go spare trying to add a third, even if I wanted to."

Kam chuckled again. She looked about to say something, but I suddenly remembered something I had to tell her before I forgot.

"Oh by the way, Kam. I found out she's not actually 8."

"Oh? How old is she then?"

I proceeded to tell her about the conversation Sunday with Iris about her age, how the fib got started, and how Matria confirmed it for me. Kam was surprised by the information, and looked thoughtful for a few minutes, saying nothing.

Finally, though, she did speak. "Interesting. And certainly worthy of more discussion, but I think I need more time to think before we do. I mean, I did come here today because we haven't had much in the way of conversation since we uh," she looked around before finishing, "made love the other day... but, well... our lovemaking is kind of what I wanted to talk about. I had a lot of fun, and whether we just talk or fuck, too, I still want to spend more time with you."

"Yes, but I'm at work right now."

"Yeah I can see that, seeing as I'm right here, too, silly bean. And I didn't mean to disturb you this long. I just wanted to check with you to see if I could go into your house before you get off work, and wait there for you."

"Iris will probably be coming over with me."

She shrugged. "Cool. I like the little runt. I haven't had a child friend since I was a runt myself, but I like her, and it only makes sense for us to be friends, seeing as we're both lovers of yours. But hey, she goes home by 10, right? Gives us two or three hours alone together, right?" She ran a finger softly along my hand, sending shivers up my arm.

"Um," I said, finding it hard to focus on speech. "I... yes. That's true."

She sat down on the desk in front of me, her round, firm ass cheeks in easy reach of my hands. "So is it okay if I hang out over there and wait for you?"

I nodded mutely, my brain in a daze.

"Great! Thanks, sis." She kissed me on the forehead and scampered off. I felt Little Rea stir some more as Kam's ass bounced away from me and out the door. I watched her until I couldn't see her anymore, and only then thought to wonder what Iris would think of that outfit. Then I wondered if Kam was planning on teasing the both of us. I know she said she wasn't into kids, but then again, I hadn't been polyamorous not long ago, and Kam was more open minded than I was, more willing to change. I made a mental note to ask her about it.

~

The last hour and a half of work that day was dreadfully dull, or would have been, if Iris hasn't come over to liven things up a bit. She came over on the pretext of returning a book, and then just grinned up at me and said, "Hi."

"Hello there, my love."

"Hello to you too, my lovey bug," she said.

We just sat there staring at each other for a few minutes; lovingly, at first, and then it started getting a little awkward. I began to cast around for something to say.

"That's a very lovely dress you have on today, Iris," I said, glad I hadn't resorted to something stupid like the weather.

"Thanks. I like it a lot too."

"You always have such pretty clothing. It's hard to pick a favorite. Well, no, not really. I think my favorite is that glittery silver see-through one you wore the first say you spoke to me."

"Thanks," she said, blushing and grinning, "it's my fav-" she froze mid-sentence, then slowly turned her head to look at me, her eyes narrowed so suspiciously that I couldn't help bursting out laughing, it was so damned adorable and hilarious at the same time.

"What do you mean, the first day I spoke to you. That was the first day we even met."

I grinned. "Weellll," I said, drawing the word out with an amused tone, "so I thought, too, until Matria and I got into a conversation earlier." I proceeded, then, to tell her what Matria had said about those two weeks before we spoke. The more I said, the brighter red her face got, until it was bright as a tomato. I think her ears even got a little red, too.

"And so," I finished, "if it was attention you wanted, you sure got it."

She did not respond, just continued to stand there, bright red in the face, obviously embarrassed. But at least she was still looking at me. In her place, I would have been looking at my feet.
She opened her mouth to speak, closed it again, and turned her eyes to look at a fruit fly that had landed on the desk. I took her hand in mine. "It's fine, honey, you don't have to say anything. I have long experience with being unable to talk when I'm embarrassed."

After a few minutes, Iris's face returned to normal, and she looked into my eyes - and my heart skipped a beat still for those gorgeous thistle-colored eyes of hers. She smiled sheepishly and said, "Well... I did dress for attention at first. Then I found I liked the clothes themselves. I didn't used to like dresses when I was little. I was surprised to find I like them now. I'll probably go back to somewhat-boyish stuff when winter comes, but, well... Mama wasn't wrong, about me being invisible before. I liked it that way for a long time."

"Did you really like it, or did you do it because you felt like, with no friends, you ought to be invisible? Because either way, I can relate."

"Really? You felt both ways?"

"Yes. I'm an introvert, and a lot of times I genuinely like being by myself for a while. But introverts are still human, we still need to socialize. We're just a lot pickier about who we spend our time with, because even being around people we love can be draining on some level, even if it also energizes us."

She looked thoughtful all of sudden, then her eyes went wide. "Wow. I never thought of it like that before, but that's exactly how I feel! When we first started to date, I thought I'd never get tired of being around you, and then I found I needed some alone time, and it was making me a little annoyed with myself and worried, but I tried pushing that down. Wow. I'm an introvert. Introvert..."

"Yeah, and Kam is an extrovert. People energize her, so she spends as much time with them as she can. Of course, even extroverts need time alone sometimes. If, uh, for no other reason than having romantic time alone with themselves."

Iris giggled at that euphemism.

We talked some more, about this and that. I told her about the test appointment on Saturday, and we discussed that some, too. I also told her Kam was at my house waiting for us, but before I could get to warning her what Kam was wearing, we had to stop because I had to do a few things before my shift was over. Iris went back to her favorite chair to read some more while I finished up.

When Iris and I were heading out the door again, I said, "I really do like that silver dress. I haven't seen it for a while. I wouldn't mind seeing it again."

"Really? I thought, afterwards, it was a bit too flashy."

"On most people, maybe, but it looks great on you."

She brightened. "Well, okay. I'll wear it some more, then."

I started asking her more about her clothes, what she had spent on them, and if she fancied me taking her on a shopping trip, since - according to her - school was only a couple weeks away. She liked the idea, and we discussed times to go out, finally deciding to go out after the test on Saturday if there was time, or Sunday if there wasn't.

It wasn't until we got in and Iris ran into the living room when I remembered that I had once again forgotten to warn Iris what Kam was wearing. Iris ran into the room, saw Kam in her short shorts and dangerously under-designed boob tube, and it was like she'd seen Medusa - she was statue-still, her eyes bugging out of her face. Then her face went bright red again. I had a moment where I remembered that Iris had said her family were nudists, and wondered suddenly why she was reacting so strongly to Kam's outfit. Then I realized it wasn't the outfit, or lack of one, that was the problem. Kam was very attractive, and Iris was very attracted. The first time they'd met, it had caused Iris such mixed and guilty feelings that she'd cried in the bathroom til I calmed her down. What would happen now?

Well for one, even though it was a longer dress, I was pretty sure I would see signs of Littler Iris if Iris were in red mode today; but she must have been in blue mode, with her bits retracted into her body, because I saw no such stirrings down below.

Iris blinked. Still staring at Kam, she calmly kicked her shoes off, and sat on the sofa at the opposite end of Kam. Kam looked at her with concern, clearing worrying - like I was - that Iris would take off crying again. I guess having seen the two of us naked when she secretly filmed our intimate reunion had only made matters worse.

"Iris?" I asked, tentatively.

"Hey little runt, how are you?"

We waited a bit more. Just as I was about to speak again, Iris said simply, "Boobs."

That broke the tension; Kam and I burst out howling with laughter til our sides ached, and it didn't take long for Iris to join in. Soon, we were in a heap on the floor, laughing so hard I had to force myself to stop so I could breathe.

When we were all calm again and could speak, Kam said, "Okay, so I admit I wasn't thinking when I decided to wear this. I uh, I only wanted to make my sister hot under the collar, I forgot to consider your feelings, Iris."

"It's okay," she said, obviously leering at Kam's breasts. "I could have used some warning, but I like to look." This was so funny that I wanted to laugh, but I was too laughed out to try. So I settled for ruffling her hair.

"If I didn't know better, Kam, I'd say you were into kids, and dressed this way to flirt with Iris."
Iris stood up then, her dress caught in such a way that we both got an extended view of her pink-heart patterned panties before she pulled it back in place, and Kam said, "I'm beginning to think that may be open for debate, especially now I know she's older than she let on."

"Ah, so you know that too, now?"

"Yes. Don't fret, little pet, I've had those moments where I say things without thinking about them, too. It happens to the best of us."

"Yeah, and in some ways it wasn't really a lie either. Thirteen you may be, but your heart is still firmly eight, I think."

Ignoring this, Iris turned to Kam and asked, "Why does me being almost 6 years older than you thought make 'the matter up for debate'?"

"Well, Iris, it's because I was 14 when Rea and I started having sex, and also... I guess I just feel more comfortable, more secure, taking the word of a 13 or 14 year old that he or she is ready for sex, than I would an 8 year old. It's hard to explain exactly why, especially without making broad generalizations. Anyway, I didn't say I was convinced, just that you're smart enough, kind enough, mature enough, and pretty enough that I'm thinking that if you were to ask me to kiss you, or more, I'm no longer sure I'd turn you down."

Iris blushed again, but was smiling. A flattered blush, then. I looked at Kam, then back at Iris, and started imagining the two of them kissing. I was surprised to find that, instead of feeling jealous, I was feeling turned on. Little Rea liked the idea very much.

"Can I watch?" I blurted out. I immediately put my hands to my mouth, horrified with myself. The two of them just stared at me for a moment, then looked at each other, both looking a little embarrassed. Then they looked away from each other uncomfortably, but I got the sense it was a different kind of embarrassment; like maybe such a thing could happen, and they were considering it.

"I... I just meant, you know, if it... if you were to, well, actually..." I made an opening gesture with my hands. "You know, if it were to happen, even just kissing, I would mery vuch... I mean..." I started flapping my hands, desperately trying to get my brain back in gear, to no avail. Well there go my words, I thought to myself as I went mute again. Giving up, I slapped the floor in exasperation.

The two of them giggled at me a little, but then Kam put a hand on Iris's hand to silently tell her to stop. Obviously, Kam recognized where I was at, mentally speaking. They shared a look that clearly communicated that I needed time to untangle my thoughts. But then, Iris got this look on her face that I recognized as her 'up to no good' face. I struggled to get my words back, to stop whatever she was planning, but she turned to look at Kam. Kam looked perplexed, clearly at a loss for why Iris was looking that way.

I watched, mutely, as Iris sat on Kam's lap and leaned forward, kissing her on the lips. Kam's eyes went wide in surprise, but she made no attempt to stop Iris. In fact, she started to relax after a bit, like she was enjoying it. It had started as a normal kiss, but then Kam reluctantly opened her mouth - no doubt in response to Iris's tongue - and it became a french kiss. I felt iron butterflies in my stomach, and Little Rea stood up tall, hidden by my clothes.

Clearly getting into the spirit of Iris's evil plan, Kam pulled her closer and began to kiss in earnest, with all her years of experience at her disposal. It was quite hot, too. Kam's hands were exploring Iris's body, roving over her exposed back, across her little butt, and back up her back and onto her shoulders, like Kam wanted to feel every part of her. Iris, for her part, was straddling Kam's lap, dry-humping her through their layers of clothes. I couldn't help it, I had to put my hand down my waistband and try to do something for Little Rea. I felt I could almost come just by watching, and I had to bite down on my other hand to ease some of the excitement welling up.

Almost as though she were psychic, Iris pulled out of the kiss to look at me. "No coming," she said. "Wouldn't want to mess your clothes. And no getting nudie, either."

I moaned but nodded, removing my hand. If I couldn't come, there wasn't much point to masturbating with my hand. But it was kind of a moot point anyway. Kam was sitting there, looking shocked and bemused, Iris still on her lap.

We waited. Finally, she turned to Iris and said, "Not an unpleasant experience, but I still prefer adults. I guess it would be fun to do that to tease my poor sister, though."

Iris grinned. "So uh, how far would you be willing to go to tease her?"

"I don't know. We'll have to find out later, though; I'll have to process this awhile before I can know if I'm up for more than that."

Iris was only half-listening, though; her attention was still focused on my sister's barely-contained bosom.

"It's not like you don't know what they look like, silly," Kam said to Iris with a mockingly accusatory look. Iris looked up at her face and blushed, smiling sheepishly.

"Oh, uh... yeah. Sorry about-"

"Rea already told me about her conversation with you about it. That's sufficient for me. I've always been an exhibitionist. Now, why don't you go over and kiss your girlfriend this time."
Iris giggled, and let Kam stand her up. She came over to me and straddled my lap the same way she'd done with Kam. I felt Little Rea respond to her warm weight as I put my arms around her and pulled her close. She kissed me on the lips, and I could taste Kam's green apple lip gloss on her lips, which just made me even more excited. I never knew sharing could be so fun, before today.

I put one hand on her little bum as she dry-humped me, and the other hand on the back of her neck while we tongue-wrestled. I found myself wishing she were wearing a two-piece outfit, so I could slide a hand into her clothing, but alas, I could not. But the top half of her back was exposed, so I could run my hand up from her bum to there, let it glory in touching her bare skin there. I don't think I've yet said, but I love touching Iris's skin. Whether it's her back, her face, or just a hand, there's something electrifying, something intensely exciting, about feeling her skin under my own.

Even better, of course, is her lips on mine, her little tongue on mine, the feel of the inside of her mouth on my tongue as it explored inside her cheek and the back of her throat. And those little warm puffs of air coming from her little nostrils, blowing against my cheeks.

I once more had one hand on her bum, but this time the other one caressed her ear and the side of her face, down her neck. She shivered with delight and giggled into my mouth. Her own hands had been holding me close, but she let one loose then to copy what I'd done, her little hand caressing my face and neck. We came apart then for air, looking lovingly into one another's eyes, and after a few moments, I leaned closer to kiss, nibble, and suck on her neck. She threw her head back, exposing more of her neck, which I gave all my attentions to. I put more enthusiasm into it than ever, sucking harder on her neck, and she gave little whimpers and moans of glee. I was probably going to leave a hickey, but I don't think her family would mind if Iris hadn't minded.

Frustrated at her choice of outfit, I let my free hand creep up her skirt along her leg. For a moment I found it hard to focus on her neck when my hand was tingling at touching her thigh. I wasn't just sliding my hand up it, either; I was gently massaging it with my thumb, and squeezing it with my whole hand. I was at her outer thigh, but then I moved to the front of the thigh, and then to the inside of it. I worked my way up a little bit at a time, all while giving her neck hickeys, until the tops of my fingers touched her panties. Which is when she put her hand on mine, moaning, and said, "No farther."

"Yes, my Queen," I said, nuzzling the place under her chin. "Your word," I kissed her. "Is my," more kisses. "Command."

I kept my hand where it was, still massaging her leg, this time running my thumb in circles.

Without warning, Iris pushed me away, and for a moment I worried I'd done something wrong, but then she tackled me so I had no choice but to lay down. Luckily, there wasn't anything behind me to block my way to the floor, and the carpet was soft enough to prevent me getting hurt. I would have complained, but my mouth was too busy with little girl kisses to make any sound.
Since I was laying on the floor now, instead of just sitting, I let my legs unfold. I felt Kam take my shoes and socks off, and run her hands along my legs. So now I was getting attention from both of the people I love.

Iris stopped kissing me, and sat up, still straddling me, feeling my breasts through the fabric of my blouse and bra, and dry-humping my crotch.

"My Queen," I weakly protested, "I might mess my clothes if you keep doing that."

"No, that would be me making you mess your clothes, it's not the same as you doing it to yourself." She stopped, though, looking thoughtful. "But you're right, best not risk it."

She scootched forward, until she was straddling my abdomen, rather than my crotch, before going back to feeling me up through my clothes. I gave a shuddering sigh, because despite how much my body ached for release, my mind liked being denied that release. I liked getting more and more sexually frustrated, until I was almost crying for release.

With Iris there on my belly and feeling up my breasts, I could feel Kam kissing my legs in a slow upward direction. But Iris didn't stay in that position long. She eased herself down so she was pressing down my boobs with her stomach, trying to kiss me. When she found she was too far past my lips, she scooted her butt down near my crotch again, but not on it. Her face was still not exactly aligned with mine, but she was still able to kiss me, just not on the lips, not without it being really weird and awkward. I had no interest in her sucking on my upper lip awkwardly, so I was glad she was kissing my face.

Scooting down again after a few minutes, clearly frustrated that she wasn't able to kiss me properly, Iris was able to go back to tongue wrestling with me. Kam, meanwhile, was kissing my thighs and massaging my legs with her hands. Between the two of them, I felt I was about to come in my pants anyway.

I was just wondering if Iris knew that Kam was back there, when Iris let out a small fart. Kam made an exaggerated gagging noise, which set Iris and I off giggling madly. Then all three of us were having giggle fits. Iris slid off of me and got up, still giggling. I wasn't sure what she was up to, even when she pulled my blouse up to reveal my belly. Only when she leaned forward did I know what she was up to, and it was too late. She began blowing raspberries on my belly, making me tense up and burst out cackling wildly. Kam got in on the action by holding down my flailing arms and legs, letting Iris blow more raspberries on me.

After a minute or two of this, I managed to break free and grab Iris, holding her down and lifting her dress up to get at her belly. "No fair! No fair!" she shouted, her pink-heart patterned panties exposed for all to see as I blew the biggest raspberry I could on her belly, making her wiggle around and cackle, too. I kept it up a little bit, but stopped before she could start having trouble breathing. I let her go, and she stood up, putting her dress back in order.

I turned to Kam. "And now, my sister," I said, then jumped forward to hold her down. She fought me, but I pinned her down. "Your turn, since you helped Iris hold me down." Iris got in on the action by helping me hold down Kam's arms, and I blew raspberries on Kam's stomach this time. She shrieked with laughter, struggling, but I kept it up. Again, I stopped short of the point where she'd have difficulty breathing.

We all lay down on the floor when it was over, catching our breath. After a while, I started to wriggle about. I was still horny, despite our laughter and play. Of course, there was something oddly erotic about blowing raspberries on the bellies of the two most beloved people in my life. Especially when my mind reminded me of how close my mouth had been to Iris's nether regions. And also, I had in my mind the memory of her in her panties, a clear camel-toe belying that she was in blue mode.

"My Queen," I asked her, pleadingly, "I'm still feeling horny. May I go take care of things, please?"

She sighed. "Yeah, I guess you should. We still have dinner to have."

"Thank you, My Queen!" I got up and went into my bedroom. I also heard Kam get up and say that she had to go to the bathroom. So she'd gotten aroused, too? I grinned at that thought, then slid off my clothes to get some relief.

~

I came out of my room several minutes later, changed into my lounging clothes, and found that I couldn't find anyone else. I checked the bathroom, putting my ear on the door. Kam was still taking care of business in there, and it sounded like she was almost done. But where was Iris?

"Cleo, where's Iris?"

My house AI beeped to show she had been listening, then said, "Iris is in the guest bedroom."

"Ah... taking care of business, I suppose."

"I would not know. I have no cameras in the bedrooms."

I nodded, and started to put the kettle on for tea. I looked in the fridge, wondering what to make for dinner for three people. I found some steaks, some green beans, and potato salad in the fridge, which sounded good.

Taking the things out of the fridge, the kettle started boiling. I went to pour water into my cup, and that's when Iris came into the kitchen.

"Hey there, sweety. Want some tea?"

"Yes please. What's for dinner?"

"Steak, green beans, and potato salad. Is that okay?"

"Yes. I love steak. Cloned, right?"

I snorted. "Of course it's cloned meat. I couldn't afford the real thing even for a special occasion."
"Good, because I won't eat meat unless it's cloned meat." She sat down at the table. "I'll have mine medium well."

"Gotcha." I started the green beans, then threw her steak on the pan and watched it sizzle.
"So I found you have a guest bedroom. I can't believe you never mentioned it before."

"Didn't I? I could have sworn I did."

"If you did, I forgot. Anyway... can I stay over tonight?"

I blinked. Then I smiled. "You only ask this now you know I have a guest bedroom?"

"Well yeah. I sleep naked most of the time, and whether I had clothes on or not, you might not be able to sleep with me there."

"We've napped together before," I said, checking the steak as I did.

"I guess. Maybe we can sleep over in your room some other time. But I want to sleep over in the guest bedroom tonight, if I can. I have a suspicion you and Kammie will want to sleep together, after you do other stuff."

The bathroom door opened. "Did I heard my name?"

"Hey Kam. Iris was talking about sleeping over in the guest bedroom, since you'd probably want to sleep with me in my room."

"Cool. What's the verdict?"

I turned to Iris. "Ask Matria. If she says it's okay, then it's okay with me."

"Okay!" She called Matria on her Omnus, and soon we saw the woman's head floating there in the air. Iris and Kam explained things and aked the question while I cointinued tending to the steaks. Iris's was done, and I was working on Kam's, which wouldn't take as long, since she liked hers rare. To be honest, I wasn't paying much attention to the conversation.

"Well," Kam said when the call was over, "Matria said it was cool with her. She's going to bring a few things over of Iris's - toothbrush, teddy bear, and so on - in an overnight bag."

"Good."

"And for the record, since you clearly weren't paying attention, she also said Iris could sleep in your bed if she wanted to. Especially since - and I didn't know this til now - you two slept together during the vacation." I didn't have to look at her to know she was grinning mischievously at me.

I turned the steak over. "Yes, and alas, while it was lots of fun, it wasn't the kind you're thinking of."

"Somehow I'm not surprised. You know, Rea, you and Iris have kind of a sub/domme thing going on. She may be the child in the relationship, but she is definitely your domme, and you are most assuredly her sub."

"We prefer Queen and subject, thank you very much," Iris said, her nose up in the air like she was a fancy high-born woman looking down her nose at Kam.

"Same kind of thing, though. Power exchange; Rea, as the adult, could easily take the dominant role in the relationship, without even sacrificing her caution against doing anything to hurt you. But instead, she's the sub. She almost never suggests doing anything, you know, kissy or sexy. When she does, it's with the flavor of asking permission."

"So?"

She shrugged. "Just making an observation. And, come to think of it... I think you've been like that with kids your whole life, Rea. You were like that with me, when we were younger. Ha! So you are a sub! Wish I'd known that years ago."

The steaks were finally done, so I brought them over. I checked on the green beans, too. They were done as well, so I brought them, too.

"So of course," Kam continued, "part of the reason Iris hasn't slept in your bed is probably because she knows you really want to, and she's being an evil Queen and not letting you. Though wouldn't it be more evil to sleep with her, but insist it only be sleep and nothing else? Because obviously, while the romantic part of Rea loves the idea of genuine sleep with you, another part of her doesn't want you in that bed for sleep."

"Shall I have to charge you with treason for revealing state secrets, Miss Kamaria? Don't make me have to command Rianna that she can't do sexy things with you, either. Because you should know, she'll heed my command if I did."

Kam made a lip-zipping motion. "Sorry, I'll be good now."

"Yes, you're always Goode. Even when you're bad," Iris said with a grin. We began to eat, then. Iris sighed, looking wistful.

"What's the matter?"

"Here I was hoping to lure the both of you into my panties, but Rianna likes being denied, and Kam isn't really interested in kids. Le sigh."

We chuckled at that. "You know," I said, "whenever you're ready to do more than kissing, I'm ready whenever you are. You don't have to wait."

She shrugged. "I like being denied, too. And you being the same way gives me the excuse. Besides, my birthday is so close, I've decided to give us both a present for my birthday, if you know what I mean." She winked at me, and I felt my face grow hot.

"So... so," I croaked, "does that mean you're technically ready for sex now, but you're putting it off til your 14th birthday?"

"Yes. I want it to be special. Also, I haven't decided what mode I wanna be in when it finally happens."

I paused, thinking. "I don't know what mode I'd want you to be in, either. Both modes have their pros and cons. Hmm... would it help your decision if I suggested you consider whether you're ready for penetration or not?"

"Not really, I know that's not gonna happen anytime soon. I'm too small, still. So that's not really a factor."

"Yeah," Kam said. "I never questioned you were eight, you're so small for your age."

The rest of the dinner was largely quiet, as the three of us were lost in thought. I was trying to focus on deciding which mode I would prefer, so she could take my suggestion into account, but all I could think of was birthday parties in the nude, and Iris's mouth around my Little Rea. My face continued to burn hot with embarrassment the whole time.

I shook myself. Iris was right, this should be special. It was going to be her first time, after all. I would have to take my time, draw out the pleasure, help her get the most out of the experience.

"Blue mode," I blurted out. The others froze, and stared at me.

"Pardon?" asked Iris.

"If you want it to be special, to last a long time, to get the most out of the experience, you have to be in blue mode. It takes longer to get to orgasm, and you'd have multiple orgasms in that mode."
Iris grinned. "Yeah, yeah! That sounds great. Blue mode it is, then," and she took a big bite of steak.

"So Matria told me that the test thing will be Saturday at 1 PM, so I can go with you."

"Oh, okay. Glad you're gonna be there with me."

"May I come as well?" Kam asked.

"I don't see why not," Iris said. "I don't think Mama would mind."

"Yeah, you'd just have to be here by noon, that's when Matria is picking us up."

"Us? Am I to take it that means Iris will be here too?"

"Yeah, she'll be coming over sometime after 8 AM."

Just then, Cleo alerted us to Matria being at the door. Iris went over to answer it, and soon came back with an overnight bag in her hand. Which took several minutes, actually, since she spoke with her Mama for a bit, as did we, a little, getting the OK from her for Kam to go with us to the testing on Saturday, among other things, before leaving.

~

After dinner was done and things were washed and put away, Iris took her overnight bag into the guest bedroom, took out her things, and changed into her nightie which - if she was telling the truth about usually sleeping nude - didn't get a lot of wear. It was so cute, too; a nightgown with little brown smiling teddy bears over a sky blue background. Her cute little feet were bare, and I gave a little pleased sound at the sight of her lovely little feet with their pink nail polish. She had a blue stuffed toy rabbit in her arms as well.

"Jumping the gun a little bit, aren't you?" asked Kam. "It's only 7 PM."

"Yeah maybe, but I like to be prepared. Besides, I'll probably be going to bed at 9, to give you two some more time alone together."

I gave her a look. She looked all innocent at me. "Whaaaat?"

"I think you know what."

"You moved all the cameras last time, remember? And I haven't had a chance to go back in even if I was gonna be naughty and not ask permission. And I would ask permission, if I were interested. I mean, I still have the first video."

I raised an eyebrow.

"It's the truth! But... well... if you wanted to give me permission..."

Kam and I laughed. I turned to Kam. She turned to me. We both turned to Iris and said, in unison, "No."

"Aww... why not?"

"We would prefer privacy this time. Maybe some other time," I said.

Iris sighed. "Fine, fine. I promise, no cameras. Or any other recording devices," she said, anticipating my next comment. She even had her hands up, to show she wasn't crossing her fingers. Which made her drop the toy.

I picked it up and looked at it. "And who's the cute little bunny?"

"Oh, that's Captain Catherine Carrots. She's the captain of a spacecraft that fights monsters and delivers tasty veggies to kids all over the galaxy."

I grinned. Iris may be 13, but sometimes it was hard for me to think of her that way. Not only was that information so new, she also acted much more like a younger child around me, in some ways; mostly good ways, in her case. But then, I knew some adults that were the same way. I guess she just has that kind of personality, and she might grow out of it. I hope she doesn't, though; I like her just the way she is.

For the next couple hours, the three of us just watched three-vee together on the sofa, enjoying one another's company, until Iris fell asleep on my lap. It being 9 PM anyway, I carefully picked her up and carried her to the guest bedroom, Kam bringing Captain Carrots along with her. Together, we tucked Iris and Captain Carrots into bed and turned out the light, leaving a nightlight on just in case she needed one - she hadn't said.

Once back in the living room, Kam asked me, "What now, huh?"

I looked at Kam in that skimpy outfit of hers and turned off the three-vee. "Now, I want to remove you from that outfit and do naughty things with you."

"I was hoping you'd say that."

We went into the bedroom together, then, and Kam lay down on the bed while I shrugged out of my lounging pants and top, standing there in only my bra and panties. Then I knelt down onto the bed that, now I thought of it, could easily have fit Kam, myself, and Iris in it all at once. I put thoughts of Iris to the back burner of my mind, though, because I couldn't have her the way I wanted, yet, but I did have my sister here in front of me. And those tits of hers, trying so hard to escape their cloth prison, were calling to me.

I reached forward and cupped her breasts in my hand. I felt their warm roundness under my palms, and rubbed them, massaged them. Once more, I relished the sensation of her smooth brown melons, though this time they were still partially encased in cloth. I reached my fingers into her cleavage and freed her breasts manually, popping them out. Once I did that, I began to kiss her breasts, worshiping them. For truly, my sister was a brown goddess of sex.

I kissed her breasts, licked them, sucked on them, every movement of my mouth and tongue a hymn to her divinity. She leaned her head back, enjoying the attention, as I continued to massage her breasts while I sucked and nibbled on her nipples. I suddenly remembered Iris and Kam kissing each other, and felt a surge of passion go through me in response. I suddenly knew what I wanted, and I did not want to go slow this time.

Not wanting to rush too much, though, I kissed my way up her chest, disappointing her, but then nibbled her neck, eliciting a positive response. I lingered there for a while, but then moved up to her ears, sucking the lobes into my mouth and nibbling on them. Then I whispered into her ear.
"I want to fuck you in the ass right now."

"Yes please!" she cried. I wasted no time yanking off her tight shorts as fast as I could, which wasn't nearly fast enough, and then her panties. Soon, she was bottomless and rolling over onto her stomach, her ass in the air.

I took a moment to appreciate her round, beautiful ass. I slapped it, and it jiggled slightly. I took another moment to feel her ass cheeks under my hands. When the moment was over, I grabbed a condom and some lube from the bedside table and lubed her asshole and prepared my protected girl cock (which was less, in her case, for STD protection, and more to do with keeping my little soldier clean). Her asshole took a bit more work, as I had to put my longest finger into her arse first. Then I wiped my hands off on a towel, grabbed that ass, and got Little Rea in position.
Thrusting gently, I heard shuddering moans from Kam as my girl cock went inside her rosebud. My eyes rolled back in my head; I had almost forgotten how good this felt, and had almost come from that one thrust alone. She felt tighter than a 3rd grader, a thought that only excited me more. I thrust again, with equal delicacy, and felt around with my right hand under her for her own girlish erection, to give her wrap-around.

"Harder, please!" Kam insisted, so I obliged. The hissing intake of air sounded positive, so I did it again.

"Oh gawd, Rea, faster! Faster!"

I thrust faster, and faster still, and I could feel familiar quivers of enjoyment from her.

"Harder!"

I had to pause for a bit, though; I was damn near coming already. I sped up my hand's activity on her overlarge clit instead, to make up for my having to pause. She whimpered with pleasure when I did, which made Little Rea throb inside her. I tried again, thrusting harder and deeper into her rectum. I smacked her ass again, which she seemed to enjoy, going faster again without her say-so, which also seemed to be the right call.

For some reason, my mind's eye imagined a nude Iris sucking Kam's nipples while I was back here fucking Kam's ass, and I sped up again at the thought. Kam grabbed some big pillows and a towel from nearby, moving my hand from her cock. She was soon dry-humping the pile of pillows in time to my fucking her ass, which freed my other hand so I could hold tight to her arse with both hands while fucking her.

A few minutes more of this, and I was about to come. Knowing what Kam liked, I pulled out at the last minute, leaving the condom hanging out of her ass, and caught my spunk in my hand. I crawled over on three limbs and offered my palm to her. As expected, she licked and sucked my semen out of my hand and swallowed it.

"Your turn, Rea," she said.

Nodding, we switched places. She put a condom on her Little Kamaria and I soon felt cold lube on my asshole. Then her fingers were in there, too. And not long after that, she grabbed my ass, and I felt pressure at my asshole. A gentle pressure at first, then slightly more insistent, and I felt my sister's cock invade my ass. I felt my face burn hot from the pressure and momentary dull pain of the blessed intrusion. I was suddenly very happy at this intimate moment; my sister and I were united, a connection I felt much more being on the receiving end.

The pain went away, and now there was just the wonderful pressure on my prostate as Kam's girl cock went back and forth, in and out and into my ass in a pleasant rhythm. I could tell her little soldier was bigger than I remembered it, from the way it felt inside of me.

This was heavenly; I didn't need reach-around, or dry humping, it felt so good. And when Kam took a moment to run her hands along my back as she fucked me, I felt a pleasant shiver go up and down my spine. And when she pinched my nipples, I almost came on the spot.

She smacked my ass as I had done to her, and that felt good as well. "Faster," I said, and she obliged. I felt the rhythm of the thrusts increase.

"Harder, too?" she asked.

"Yes!"

My ass started to get a real pounding then, which was exactly what I needed. I put my hand under my girl cock, because just a few minutes into these faster thrusts, I ejaculated right into my hand. Kam soon came as well, and it had a familiar sensation. For Kam knew my likes pretty well, too, and so she had cut the tip off the condom so I could get an ass-load of her semen while she still got to keep her cock clean.

Kam pulled out, condom and all, and I rolled over, feeling amazing. After taking the condom off her cock, she squatted over my face, and I saw she still had a condom sticking out of her butt. I grabbed it with my teeth, and together we gently got it out. She retrieved it and threw it away, and I wiped my face with a sanitary napkin just in case.

When we finished cleaning up, Kam took her top off, since I hadn't actually removed it earlier, and lay down nude under the covers with me to cuddle. She was the big spoon this time.
I smiled as she ran her fingers along my cheek, and asked, "Do you remember, the last time we did this, asking me if you could move in?"

"Yes, I do."

"Well it looks like Iris will be using the spare bedroom whenever she stays overnight, so you can't have it."

She sighed. "Yeah, I figured as much."

"But my bedroom is quite large. You could sleep in here with me."

Her eyes widened. "Really? Cool. Do you think there's enough room?"

"I have a storage room that's only got a few things in it, you can put most of your stuff there. Some could go in the spare bedroom, if you don't mind Iris being able to get at it. And essentials could fit in here well enough. Oh yeah, and there's a computer room with my VC in it, and that has enough room for another VC."

She leaned forward and hugged me. "Oh thank you!" Then, to my astonishment, she started to cry.

"What's the matter, sis? Kamaria?"

She wiped her eyes. "Nothing. Just, tears of joy. I've missed you since you left. I'm happy to find you're just absent-minded, and even happier that we're lovers again. You were the first person I ever loved romantically, you know, and they say nobody ever gets over their first."

I hugged her even tighter. "I'm sorry I'm so absent minded."

"Forgiven. But you know, the others are missing you too. We should invite them over some time, introduce them to Iris, and vice versa."

"That sounds great. What about next Saturday? Not the one coming up, but the one after it."

"I'll have to ask them. I think so, but I don't know."

"Okay, you do that. I'll work on other possibilities in case they can't. I miss them too, ya know. It's just... I keep forgetting to call or write or visit or whatnot, and then putting it off when I do remember since I rarely remember at convenient moments. Maybe with you around I'll not do that so much?"

"We can hope."

I yawned. "Well, Kam, I'm tired. It's time for me to sleep."

"Yeah, me too."

"I love you, Kam."

She rubbed my breast and patted it. "I love you too, big sis."

So with one last smile in the light, I turned the light off and we snuggled up to one another, drifting into sleep together.

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