You look down at me, into my eyes, your hair wet and flowing under the water, your pussy, just as wet from anticipation, and start to wimper, almost b...egging for it. You can feel me lowering you, bringing you down inch by inch.... just feeling the tip of my hardness press gently on your slit, finding its place where it belongs. Gently teasing you, until, mmm there it is, the perfect spot where you can feel the tip of my long hard cock, start to enter the tightness of your wet little pussy.Then. Then a second finger found its way inside. Holy shit! Then a third. This wasn't gay, was it? Did I cross a line? I didn't know and didn't care at that point. I just rocked my head side to side and bucked my ass onto his fingers as his head bobbed my cock in wild abandon, pushing myself to the edge of his bed."Well, well. What do we have here?" a strange voice said from the door.What the fuck! My mind reeled in sudden shame, embarrassment and the shock of being caught in such a compromising. My confession apology whatever it was triggered something I never thought possible, but at first she stood silent...gears turning in her head.My sister looked silently at the ground and while not looking up said, "What...what if I let you fuck me just this once..." The air left my body and my heart just about burst out of my chest alien style. I picked my sisters chin up with one finger until I was looking her straight in the eyes, "I love you J*****," she smiled and kissed me tenderly. With. Marcela was still smiling, her eyes glazed.“Well, that’s the dare.” I said. “Thirty seconds is a long time.” Belinda said. “Who’s going to count?” “I will.” I said.“No way!” Belinda laughed. “I know what you’re up to! You’re going to count really, reeaaallllyyy ssslllooowwww.”As she trailed into more laughter, Marcela stepped into the bathroom and locked the door behind her. “Let’s just do it.” she smiled. I leaned against the towel rack as Marcela squared her shoulders with my girlfriend..