“Brandon…. there’s something you should know…. I… I’m bisexual….”I stared in shock at my sister. “Y-Your….” I sat still for a mi...ute, then smiled and hugged her. “Personally, I think that’s hot Rose” I started rubbing her pussy through her panties and whispered “sister” in her ear, making her more wet and moan lightly.“Kids!” my mom yelled as se hung up the phone, I didn’t have time to pull away without looking suspicious, so I quickly hugged rose, but put my fingers over her shoulders and into. She was vivacious, unpretentious, had a pretty face, lovely hair and, as best I could tell in her business clothes, an attractive figure. Dorothy had done nothing to encourage my fantasy. She was always pleasant, occasionally cutely familiar or personal, but usually businesslike toward me. So why this strong attraction? Just natural I guess – pleasant personality, attractive and great legs. At that age fantasies floated in and out of my head every day. I thought I understood my attraction to. I heard another man who Jerry called Dave say, "My look at that sweet little cunt. I bet my fat cock will fill you up nicely." I then felt him climb on the bed and he pulled my panties down and began rubbing his hardness against my wet pussy lips. He easily slid his big, hard cock right in between my thighs and into my tight waiting pussy. He began pumping me slowly. In and out, he went. He moaned with pleasure each time my snatch tightened around his cock! The fourth guy whom I later found out. Dad rang the doorbell. Girlhood certainly had its benefits. Dad washolding a crock pot full of something my mom had cooked, and Austin had acake in his hands. Even Mom was holding a thing of Jello. Me? I was onlyholding the small clutch purse my mom insisted I bring.Eventually my nervousness turned to outright anxiety when the door swungopen and the inviting smell of a roast wafted out past my cousin Katy.She anxiously started scanning each of our faces until she found minehiding behind my.