“I see I’m not the only one who enjoyed last night.” She caressed me gently. “I should have found a virgin a lot sooner,” she said looking b...ck up into my eyes. “All that staying power. All that exuberance. All that determination to get in as much sex as possible as soon as possible.”She echoed my thoughts so closely it scared me. For a moment I couldn’t look her in the eyes. “I hope I didn’t hurt you. There were a couple of times I got kinda rough.”She traced a single finger along my length,. Henry rolled his eyes, which Mommy saw and mentioned. Henry’s Mom sat him down in our living room. Mommy sat me down in a chair across the room and they stayed in the kitchen, talking.At first, I was bored, but then Henry started making faces, and calling me names in a real quiet voice, like ‘son of a snitch’, which made me pretty mad. He wouldn’t take it back so I hit him, he hit me back and our Moms separated us.“What started this?” Mommy was madder than I had ever seen her.So I told her.. They are sisters and I do not know why I was deeply attracted towards only one. I thought for a while whether I should make explicit behavioural changes to make my intentions clear to her. If she too had similar feelings, she would reciprocate and ultimately we would end up having sex and satisfy our thirst. But at a later stage the feeling of guilt haunts us, till our end. There is every chance of being caught by our respective family members as such things cannot be hidden for long and sexual. All I wanted to do was kiss him and touch him. The thought of me bent over his desk as he thrusts his hard cock into my pussy crept into my mind. My pussy pulsated and I could feel the wetness starting to drip down my thigh. His question wasn't a rejection, but a tease and I wagered he wanted to see if I would actually ask for it. My stubbornness and competitivness came forth and shouted, "NO! I should make him beg for me, not the other way around. He won't appreciate it if you cave so easily.".