Chapter 2: A Makoto Mojito
Makoto struck the surface of the cocktail and submerged
herself, her descent slowing to a stop just before her head could hit the
bottom of the glass. Her body weightlessly floated backwards. Her chest heaved,
forcing her to cough, overcoming the brief period of shock she had been stunned
into when she splashed into the almost icy-cold cocktail. The cold liquid was
sucked into the wrong pipe and she found herself succumbing to another coughing
fit, taking in more of the mojito.
‘Am I going to drown?!’ images of her floating
lifelessly in the green liquid filled her mind as her chest burned, she tried
to stop coughing but another ripped through her. Her stomach tensed and vomit
erupted from her mouth.
She breached the surface, coughing violently, spurts of
mojito erupting from her mouth. The coughs began to slow, her eyes were
stinging and her vision was so blurred the world was a collection of blurry
colours. Her world began to tilt. She rubbed at her eyes, and her hands
drenched in the same cocktail did little to remove the burning liquid from her
eyes, but it was enough for her to see the shape of her sister’s giant lips on
the edge of the glass as it continued to tilt.
“Oh crap!” Makoto turned and began kicking her legs with as
much ferocity as she could as a weak current formed and rapidly increased in
strength as the emerald liquid flowed into her mouth. Ice floated passed her,
then a chunk of lime, she threw a quick look over her shoulder just in time to
see the fruit slip between the giant perfect lips like pasta. Makoto took a
deep breath and in a fit of desperation dived back into the mojito, kicking her
legs, she swam as deep as she could go and as far from her sister’s mouth as
she could.
The current slowed and the world began to tilt back to where
it had been before. The shrunken Queen kicked her way back to the surface,
filling her lungs with lime-scented air the second she burst through the
shimmering surface. Treading water, she did her best to wipe her eyes
again, an ice cube almost as large as she was bumped into her. Makoto
threw an arm over the ice, using it to keep herself afloat as she continued
cleaning her eyes. Forcefully blinking, she froze, Sae’s giant slender tongue
had dipped into the drink and was moving towards her again.
Taking another breath, Makoto dived back into the emerald
oasis and began to kick. Her heart lurched as she felt the tip of her sister’s
tongue slap her feet, pulling her back far enough that her feet returned to the
surface, the sun briefly feeling nice on her cold feet before they resubmerged.
Her toes curled from the memory of the giant tongue, goose bumps travelling up
her back, arching it she hesitated before continuing to swim downwards.
She stayed underwater until her lungs began to burn
and she was forced to return to the surface, taking an audible desperate breath
as she forced her burning eyes open to look around. There was no tongue. No
lips. But Sae’s fingers were still wrapped around the glass. Her legs were
starting to shiver.
“Sis help! I’m in here!” she shouted, kicking to lift her
chest above the surface in a vain attempt to increase the chance Sae would hear
her. Her pleas went unheard. “Sae!”
The glass began to tilt again.
“Sae! Sis!”
Her lips pressed against the edge of the glass.
“SAE! Please! Help Me!”
Her legs fell out from under her as Sae tilted the glass
again, more than the last time as the glass was now half empty.
“I’m in here! Help!” Makoto screamed as she began kicking
like mad again.
But she was too close.
Slowly Makoto found herself being pulled backwards by her
sister’s current. She kicked harder and harder. So harder each splash hurt the
front of her legs. As her leg came down, she cried out in pain as the uprise of
her foot slammed against one of Sae’s lower teeth.
Sae’s hand jolted slightly as she felt what she assumed was
a chunk of ice or lime hit her tooth, she slurped the cube into her
mouth and tilted the glass away from her mouth.
Makoto screamed as the mojito carried her to the roof of her
sister’s mouth, a gasp of pain escaping her as her head struck the wrinkled
roof. She looked around, eyes as wide as she could make them but she could
barely see anything, the space was so dim and dark. Another cry as she felt her
sister’s giant tongue slam into her and pin her against the roof of her mouth.
Saliva marinated in mojito coated her face, shivering she
accidentally swallowed some. The mojito around her began to lower and was
drained and down Sae’s throat.
“Did she hear me?” Makoto asked, hope filling her voice as
she realized she had been spared from her big sisses gullet. Her heart began to
soar. Her smile returned. A mixture of prolonged dehydration, the near-death
experience, and the copious amount of alcohol. She started giggling, she
actually found herself wriggling a little bit against the papillae populating
her sister’s tongue, inadvertently positioning her crotch over one of them.
Sae began to suck.
Makoto let out a startled scream as she felt herself being
forcefully sucked against her sister’s tongue. Her legs spread around the large
papillae, vibrating as its owner determinedly sucked and coerced the mojito
liquid from her and her clothing. The sweet and sour liquid trickled down Sae’s
tongue, flowing between the papillae like a rive would rocks.
“Oh-Oh…” Makoto moaned, her back arching as her nether lips
quivered against the moist, vibrating rock beneath her. And knowing it
was her sister doing this was adding to the forbidden sensation she was
feeling. Her toes curled in euphoria as the taboo pleasure eclipsed her drunken
judgement.
“Mmm…” Sae moaned as she pressured every droplet of flavour
from the piece of fruit she had pinned.
Sae’s moan echoed around Makoto, her entire body shaking
with the intense sound waves. She felt herself made to grind against the
papillae. At the rate she was going, she was going to leave a permanent imprint
of her covered slit on her sister’s tongue. Her hips began to gyrate, her ass
cheeks tensing as they smashed into their neighbour and finally she couldn’t
take it anymore, she came hard on her sister’s tongue.
Her world shook with another moan Makoto’s intimate salty
flavoured was mixed with the sweetened lime juice. Sae slurped the glistening
fluids down her throat, unaware of the true nature of them, and of the
glistening trail she’d left between her papillae. Makoto began to giggle as she
felt her sister sucking and heard her swallowing her cum. She’d just cum on her
big sisses tongue and she liked it.
“I came in my sister’s mouth,” she laughed.
Makoto began to slide back, not noticing until her crotch
slipped off the papillae and then was swiftly dragged over several more as she
slid down Sae’s tongue. Suddenly panicking she tried to grab hold of the
papillae. She managed it just as her legs dipped into the pit that was her
sister’s gullet.
Sae felt the small piece of fruit lingering at
the back of her mouth and she swallowed.
Makato screamed as she felt a sudden sucking force pull her
from the tongue, her hands slipping off of the moist papillae. Sae’s lips
parted and Makato had a brief glance at the almost blindingly bright outside
world before her vision was obscured by her sister’s gullet.
Makoto screamed as she slid along the edge of her sister’s
throat. She felt like she was on one of those water slides that had parts that
were closed making you shoot down in the dark. She could barely make out the
dark maroon slimy walls around her. She tried to grab hold of the inner walls
of her sister’s gullet but the gooey fleshy walls had no give, her fingers just
slid over them, her fists closing against them but not over them.
Her heart was pounding in a state of panic as she slid
deeper and deeper. Her scream failed, her lungs running out of air, she took
another breath, if she thought it was humid before it was nothing compared to
this. As she opened her mouth to resume screaming, she heard a thumping sound
reverberating throughout the gullet. It was an oddly calming yet awe-inspiring
sound. She was hearing her sister’s heart. The constant low beating was
banishing the panic and bringing a calming sensation with it, which was aided
by the light-headedness that her swim in the mojito had left her with.
Her eyelids were starting to grow heavy. The fatigue and
excitement the day had granted her mixed with the steady constant thrum, and
the warm gusts of Sae’s breaths caressed her with heat and relaxing sounds,
lulling her to sleep. She felt reality slipping away and her focus fading as
Makoto found herself on the cusp of a state of blissful zen.
When she was suddenly thrown
into the air as she went over the large bump of Sae’s collar bone which sent
her free-falling away from the walls. Her ass vibrated from the sudden assault;
she could almost feel her ass cheeks being marred by a deep bruise from the
collision. As she left her sister’s gullet and began her descent into her big
sister’s stomach.