“What?” I asked.“Well, I, uh, have never kissed a boy. So…if I dare you to kiss me will you do it?”“What, really?” I said. I was kinda s...rprised by the dare. Sheetal had always been a cute girl. She kept her hair just above her shoulders. She had always been pretty skinny, but not overly so. If I had to guess, I’d say she had B cup breasts which I often ogled through her tight tees and such. Other than the fact that it was my sister, I liked the idea of having a girl right in front of me who. She felt tingles of desire run along her spine. This was all new to her; she'd never touched her body in this way before. All of her previous sexual experiences had been with men. She moaned gently before continuing on her voyage of self-discovery.Her fingers stretched into her vagina and she felt her muscles start to pulsate; the sensations becoming stronger and faster with each touch. She felt the wetness of her sexual moisture flowing and lubricating her while a finger searched for that. She was constantly yelping, asking me to fuck her. She was moaning, she was begging, she was fucking my dick ever so powerfully and frantically that I could feel my balls jump up and down hitting the seat of the chair and pain numbing me there. Her pussy pulled my cock, twisted on it, wrenched it and I remember we both panted so loud that I came to life out of deep Trans.I felt her pussy muscles contracting and relaxing, I felt her pussy flex and loosen up, I felt her pussy walls crumble, I. I moved that hand up to her hair again, figuring I could pull it even more from this angle. And I really could too. I grabbed a good amount so it wouldn't hurt in a bad way, and pulled back as I fucked her. I picked up the rate as I did this. She was getting really loud again, to the point where she was forcing her face into the pillow to moan and scream. I let go of her hair as I started to loose my concentration. I could feel myself start to play with the verge of cumming. I was.