Fireworks (Inc, Sis/Bro)

“So, you can tell your buddies about us now, ha?” She said
quietly. Her voice was almost audible.

“No. I swear” I wasn’t loud either. Jesus! How did all this
happened? I questioned myself, but felt no remorse what so ever.
I knew I wouldn’t have changed a bit of what happened. But, it
wasn’t planned. It just happened as it was destine to…

“Liar …. You are not going to boast to your friends? I don’t
believe you”

God! She looked so beautiful and so feminine. How blind was I not
to see her exquisiteness in the same context before? She had a
sculpted figure… Her waist was tapered and she had a gleaming
skin tone. It was a pleasure to see her flowing, moon
shadow-black hair. Her enticing greenish-gray eyes gazed at me
over her bulging heart shaped lips. Perhaps still trying to
pick-up pieces and figure out what happened or why.

“Stop staring… I know you going to boast and brag about getting
inside my pants to your friends> isn’t that right?” Mila sighed,
turning away from me to pull up her shorts. Instead of repeating
my answer, I moved towards her. She felt as a china doll as I
wrapped my arms around her - letting her body melt into mine.
Mila’s body shook and dissolved into me as I felt her body
pressed against mine. The embrace became a soft, yet a passionate
kiss.

“Thank you! I needed that” she sighed, sending her warm breath on
and around my right shoulder. “I better go now” Mila whispered
and then quietly walked out of the room.

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It all started with Mila making a statement over dinner that she
and James decided not to see each other for a while. I don’t
think anyone took her seriously, but I knew our parents had come
to like James as they had hoped one day Mila, their only angel,
would settle down with him. He had everything going for him. He
was smart, handsome and came from a very affluent family. What
else would a parent want from a son-in-law?

Couple of weeks went by, but Mila and James did not make up their
differences, whatever they were. Instead, what we saw was a
difference in my sister Mila’s behavior, among other things, how
she always drifted away to isolate herself.  She often sighed
involuntarily, joined the family for dinner but appeared as she
was spaced out just dragging her folk all over the plate, but
rarely taking the folk to feed herself. Her interaction with the
family during the time was occasional and even then, most of the
time she wasn’t well aware when a question was posed to her or
whatever the chat took place at the time.

Of course parents were bit concerned, but weren’t alarmed to rush
her to a doctor or do something blown out of proportion. They
thought Mila and James would get back together soon and then they
knew Mila would be her normal self. However, being the only girl
in the family, they tried their best to comfort her, without
poking into the situation to further aggravate it. I thought they
were more curious about what was going on with her to weigh what
to do with her at the time.

I have no intentions of tiring you with all the facts, figures,
and measurements while writing this. Far from it, but feel
obligated to mention few things just so that you can get the
picture. While Mila began to isolate herself from us, I was
excited about being selected to the air force. That had been my
dream since my childhood. To join the air force and hopefully
become a fighter pilot. I had only few days left after the 4th of
July, which fell on a weekday that year to report for BMT for
training. Mila, having completed her freshman year at the local
community college was going through issues as I mentioned.

“Pete, do you know if Mila has any plans for tonight?” Mom asked.
In the past we always went out as a family to see the fireworks
on the 4th, but in last few years, parents refrain from leaving
the house, but Mila and I have gone with our own friends.

“No she didn’t say”

“Are you going somewhere Pete?’

“Ugh… no. Most of my friends are out of town or busy. No
girlfriend, remember” I grinned

“Why don’t you take Mila to the casino or river front? Maybe
she’ll go with you instead of staying withdrawn from the world”
Mom asked and sighed.

“I don’t know… I don’t know if she’ll go, but I can ask”

“Would you? That would be nice… You may not be around to see here
to see fireworks next year. Ask her” mom sighed in relief.

I went straight to Mila’s room to ask her if she would join me to
watch fireworks at the river front or casino. Her door was wide
opened and I spotted her laying on bed, eyes closed and earphones
from her phone blocking her hearing. I called her name, but she
didn’t hear. I knew she wasn’t asleep. She was just in the
kitchen to have a glass of chocolate milk, her favorite little
earlier. After debating whether or not it was the right time to
ask, given that she was somewhat not herself, I committed myself
to take few steps to her and tap on her shoulder.

“Ugh… Pete!”

“Mila! Would you go with me to see fireworks tonight?” I asked
like a child asking to go to a carnival or something. Almost
begging. Not that I was so keen on seeing fireworks with my
sister, because I thought it was the right way to ask.

“Fireworks?”

“Dah yes. The 4th, fireworks, remember. Remember fireworks on the
4th” I smiled at her

“No Pete, I don’t think so” she shrug and made a pouty face.

“Why not? You don’t have any other plans, do you?’

“I don’t feel like going out Pete….with anyone tonight” She tried
to smile looking at me directly

“You know, I may not be here to go with you next year or even
year after that. Who knows when I’ll be able to join the family
to do something together? Go with me?” I gently pleaded.

“I don’t like loud noises anymore”

“Ok then, we can drive up the Skyline Boulevard, park and see
fireworks from distance”

“Why? We live on Skyline….” She smiled this time “We can see from
the back of our property”

“Not clearly. We can only see some over the canopies of trees” I
tried again to convince her to leave the house with me, knowing
that getting her out of the house even for a short period would
make parents very happy.

“Mmm … No” After a brief silence she said “If you want…, we can
go to the back. Is that okay?” Our house was built on a lot that
they leveled front most potion. About twenty feet from the house,
it rises up about four or five feet and then slopes down. Once
you past the treed area, there is a clear view of the river
straight ahead and the casino to the right. I knew I wasn’t going
to get Mila to drive out to any place. So settled for her wish.
Few minutes later, I told mom that Mila only agreed to go with me
to the back of our property.

“Try to talk to her? But just don’t jump in too fast and dig, you
know what I mean, right?’

“Yap, I’ll try”

 “Make your sister feel special and comfortable first” Mom
winked.

I always made my sister feel very special, so did mom and dad.
She was always comfortable around me and I just couldn’t think of
what more that I could do to make her special or more
comfortable. Intention being trying to get her to spill what
might be bothering her, but we already knew something wasn’t
right between Mila and James.

Then the lighting stuck. Camping! Yes, Mila had always liked
camping, campfires, sitting outside in the dark and counting
endless starts, waiting for a shooting stars, staring up for
hours laid on the ground, roasted marshmallows and even sipping
some wine whenever I was able to steal some from dad.

I immediately went to work. First I moved the potable clay fire
pit to the back of the property where I thought we had a good
view. Followed by a camping mat since I didn’t want to carry
wooden lawn chairs.  Then wood to burn, small blanket just in
case if it got bit chilly as winds from up north was in the
weather forecast. Finally, I took a bottle of 1.5 liter wine from
dad. He has been buying big bottles since they were cheaper than
regular bottles. Two glasses and bottle of wine in a plastic
bucket that I found in the garage and filled it with ice.

By dinner, everything was set. When I told what I had in store
for Mila, mom smiled.

“Nice! But don’t give her lot to drink” she said “Dad and I won’t
come near you guys. Besides tomorrow is a work day. Tell me
whatever you find, okay?”

After dinner, I watched as she cleaned up from dinner. She looked
over her right shoulder as she knew I was looking at her from
behind and smiled. There was no shorts tonight which she
typically wore to family dinner. She wore a knee length sundress,
one of her favorites that she wore around the house. As it was
still light at 7 pm, we sat in front of the TV for a while, but
Mila excused herself and went to her room after about thirty
minutes. Close to eight thirty, it was still light outside. We
all knew that fireworks won’t start till close to ten, but random
firecrackers and fireworks still heard from the neighborhood.
Finally, I went looking for Mila in her room.

“Hey, we have a fireworks date” I grinned

“Ugh… Yes. You have a date with fireworks” she smiled. “I’ll keep
your company for a little while, okay?’

“Let’s go then”

“Enjoy” mom said shouting over the sound of TV as I took my
sister in hand and closed the backdoor behind us. Since it wasn’t
dark enough, I left my small flashlight where it was in my pocket
and helped Mila climb up the little mound behind the house, not
because she needed help, but I thought it was the right thing to
do.  My sister happily clung to my hand.

As we approach the spot, I told Mila “I want you to remember this
4th” She smiled spotting the camping mat, but when she saw the
clay fire pit, she looked to be surprised.

“Peter!” I knew right away that she was surprised since she only
called me Peter when she wants to yell at me or butter me up. I
lit the fire first as she unroll the mat and sat.

“For my sweet sister…” I announced bringing the plastic bucket
with bottle of wine inside.

“Wine?” she smiled again showing her amazement “You got wine?”

“Dad wouldn’t know” I chuckled and soon she started giggling too.
I poured wine into two glasses. Handed one to her. She giggled
again. Two giggles back to back from Mila… First time in several
weeks that I heard her making any sound other than loud sighs.

We sipped wine looking far into the sky, ground far away, the
river that seemed frozen from the distance, but no words were
exchanged. I knew my task. Task of finding out what was bothering
her and details if possible, but it felt awkward to ask, although
Mila seemed relaxed.

Instead I started talking about myself. My upcoming air force
training, the program that I hope to get into, how much I would
like to fly those marvelous machines thundering over the sky.
Mila listened, smiled, but said only few words.

Fireworks hasn’t started yet, but it was getting dark. We
expected things to start with a bang very soon. But I had to open
up Mila… I had to divert the conversation to her as she was on
her second glass of wine, so was I. I saw the she was ripped for
that conversation.

“I haven’t seen Jackie for a while. How is she?” I asked, not
that I wanted to know about her friend Jackie. Because I had to
change the conversation.

Mila turned, looked and her face immediately changed. Even in the
fading sunlight, I was quick to spot how fast her face darken.

“What about Jackie? What do you know?” That wasn’t quite the
answer or reaction that I expected. Nevertheless, I saw a silver
lining of opportunity in her clouded face to make another stab.
“What happened?” I asked hoping to dig through her dirty laundry,
if there was any.

“Nothing” she bellowed and then calmly said “let’s say it is
complicated” My first brainwave hinted that something may have
happened between Jackie and James, not between Mila and Jackie
causing Mila grief?

“And James? How is he?” Mila frown, looking quizzical or
surprised. She took a moment to smile.

“He is doing okay…. We text each other few times a day” Giving a
curious look, Mila sighed, smiled and added “I know why all these
questions Peter. I know you mean well, but I am little confused
right now and I don’t even know what I am and who I am. Part of
me want to tell someone everything, but I don’t know…” she sighed
again. I felt bad having been a trouble maker for Mila, without
realizing that Mila had some personal issues that I shouldn’t
press her to share with me.

“You don’t have to tell me anything sis”

“I know you mean well Pete! I don’t mind telling, but it’s not
easy” she said as I reached for her shoulder, bringing her closer
and then kissed her cheek.

“Only if you feel like talking to me” I said as an explosion of
bright colors fill the dark sky that lighten up Mila’s eyes, with
a loud bang. I was glad that fireworks started at the right
moment preventing me from getting into an uncomfortable situation
with Mila. While the sky brighten from two directions in vivid
colors, I roasted few marshmallows and treated Mila. Who smiled
chasing one down with a sip of wine.

“You know how it is funny sometime that you can get very
comfortable and easy with someone and enjoy your time, but you
don’t quite enjoy being with the person that you are supposedly
in love with” Mila stuttered a bit staring at the sky between
exploding fireworks.

“I can get that”

“Tell me Peter! Honestly, have you ever liked another boy? You
don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t want to. I
understand” Mila asked.  Her voice broke and she stuttered a bit
as she spit out her words.

 “What? Are you asking what I think you are asking? No Mila, I am
not gay or bi”

“I know that you dork” Mila chuckled overcoming her earlier
uneasiness. “I meant… you know... were you ever curious or have
done something stupid or silly with another boy”

“Ugh… No. Maybe... silly” I had to backtrack remembering a
childish act.

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to” Mila laid on the
camping mat. Her eyes turned away from me towards the sky.

“It’s not like I can’t share with you Mila, but you won’t like
what I have to say. Let’s forget it”

“I won’t judge you by whatever you say” I may have turned red
thinking about my experience and pondered if I should even
entertain the thought of sharing it with my sister at all. Then
it occurred to me that her line of interrogation may had
something to do with what personal information that she might be
considering to share with me.

“No judging or telling, right”

“Crossed my heart” Mila chuckled

“Ok… many years ago, I spent a night at Dan’s. You remember Dan
Neely who used to live down the street right?”

“Of cause I do”

“Ok, so… He found the internet protection password for the
computer that night, so we got into a porn site and browsed for a
while. I don’t have to tell you, we were about twelve then… When
he got stiff, he took his dick out and started whacking it right
there and told me I can do the same. I didn’t want to be left out
you know… I was stiff too. Then I started doing it too before he
suggested that we do each other. So we did it. You see, it wasn’t
much, but it is NOT something I brag about”

“That was hilarious” Mila chuckled again. Sound of her laughter
made me feel better after sharing something that I had never
dreamed of sharing with anyone.

“Was it just once and that was it?’

“Few more times after that” I grinned. Fireworks had stopped, at
least the main event. Stray bang from the neighborhood can be
still heard, but not seen. Only glows came from the stars above
us, dying fire in fire pit and Mila’s eyes. If my face could
illuminate, that too as I my face might have been crimson and
glowing by then.

“Are we out of wine? Mila wondered

“There’s more” I pulled the cork with my teeth and gave her the
bottle.

“After drinking two glasses, you do the rest like a wino” She
giggled after gulping wine right off the bottle.

Then a sigh before Mila started “Thank you for sharing your
personal stuff Pete, I know sometimes it’s so hard. Soon you’ll
be leaving me and I’ll be stuck here with mom and dad… I won’t
have anyone to talk to or even fight with”

“I’ll be back sis. You know I will come back to see the family”

“I know Pete. I wasn’t going to tell anyone this, but now I feel
like I owe you something” she sighed “I think spending a night
with a friend is nice, but stuff happens… Like with you”

I remained calm allowing my sister to talk, laid next to her as
we both gazed the sky.

“That night, Jackie and I were in her bed that night ready for
bed. We were facing each other, turned sideways and talking about
things, boys, make-up, movies all kinds of stuff as usual. Then
at one point we stopped talking. We just stared at each other. I
just don’t know what came over me Peter, I just don’t. It wasn’t
like I was with boy and wanted to make out or something you know…
but I quickly kissed her on her lips. Jackie didn’t say anything.
She just looked at me, smiled and kissed me back” Mila sighed
again

“Oh fuck… That’s how it started. Nothing more happened that
night. But next time she was over at our place or I was at hers,
she kissed me and we kissed for a while. But we never talked
about it even with each other. It was only kissing first and then
somehow each time we spent a night together we went little
further and further… I don’t regret that Peter, I don’t. Because
I started to like it. It was never like doing it with James.
Jackie was much tender, she never rushed into anything and
everything we did felt so natural. I know it isn’t natural or
normal”

Then there was a rude silence that neither one of us wanted to
interrupt. My sister may have expected me to break the silence,
but I had the foggiest idea what the right thing to do or say.

“Hold me Peter… I am getting bit cold” Mila said pleadingly as
she sidle towards me. Finally the silence was broken. I laid by
her, turned and wrapped my left arm around her. She snuggled
closer. I offered to take her home, but she decided to stay
outside in the starlight for a while longer.

“May be you think I am a lesbian or Bi. That’s ok. Even I don’t
know what I am” she hissed.

“No sis, I don’t think you are a lesbian or Bi. Sometimes stuff
happens. It’s ok to go with the flow, if you enjoy it”

“Thank you Pete. You see, cuddling like this with you feel
natural and right. But I never felt that way with James. It
always felt like it is my obligation to give in and let him have
at it. You know?’ I couldn’t have agree with her more. Holding
and cuddling with her felt so natural and cozy.

“I can get it Mila. I do” We remained snuggled so close as we
were trying to merge two beings into one. I could feel her warm
breath on my neck, her hand rubbing my back and her soft bare
legs gently moving, perhaps insentiently, her soft cushiony
breasts pressed against my chest. It was a tender moment for
siblings, yet I felt unmistakable satire within my shorts. I
didn’t worry since I knew we had to head home soon. In the past,
we have spooned on the couch watching TV, but I don’t recall ever
feeling a commotions inside my pants.

“Thank you again Peter” Mila said slightly raising her head and
then a quick kiss on my lips. Then another before she laid again.
I was stunned, but took as her way of thanking me passionately
for hearing her.
She didn't smile at me or looked at me, she simply looked at me
after saying “I can stay like this forever, curled up with
someone that I like under the stars” and I struggled to figure
out what she was thinking or what she was feeling.  But I was
glad that Mila seemed more relaxed than she was.

Then she moved with a leg on each side of my top leg. We moved
closer holding each other fitted as one.

“You are not….” She burst into a giggled

“I am what?”

“Stiff?” more giggles from her when I needed an excuse. I must
have turned red, but it was too late for that. I had certainly
felt my rigidness when she moved her leg.

“Don’t worry. It’s natural. Me too” she purred

“You too… you got stiff?” I tried to joke hiding my
embarrassment.

“If I had one like you, I would have” she chortled “I got hot”

“Correction! Girls get wet” I tried make the moment lighter, but
the bag has been opened and there was no need to poke to guess
its content.

She gurgled and playfully slapped my shoulder. “Yes dork, wet.
Yes I am. I shouldn’t right?”

“What if I don’t believe you?”

“Are you asking to feel me up? Fuck it Pete, just hold me” she
said holding off what she intended to say.

I had to agree that feelings have been aroused and like me, she
must have been feeling the effect of wine, cold air and warmth
that our bodies generated together. I couldn’t read my sister’s
mind, but she seemed to be open, not for sex, but just feeling
bit of romance that she said she lacked.

“You going to prove to me that you are wet, no?”

“Are you serious? Fuck Peter, you really mean that?” She raised
her head off the mat and looked. I couldn’t get a reading off her
face as the darkness covered it… “You ARE serious aren’t you?”
She remained gaping me for a good while and then said “Fuck it,
yes… just a feel okay?” Mila’s face moved closer, almost touching
mine. Her breath was warm on my face. She kissed me delicately
and then move her hands. She kissed me and then I felt her hands
on my crotch. “But I wondered if you are really stiff or not” she
cackled and I gasped. “You are stiff” more chuckles. “I don’t
know why, but I feel bit naughty right now. I don’t know why, but
I’ve never been this bad”

 “I like naughty girls” I grinned “naughty girls who let me gauge
their saturation”

“Ok, fair game. Like you and Dan?”

“And you and Jackie too”

I reached between her legs, letting my hand crawl slowly up her
right leg, caressing her skin gently. The thought alone, that my
hand was reaching for my sister most private area caused my cock
to throb and she gasped when my hand finally found her silk
panties.

“You got your evidence now?” she hissed

“Almost” I tugged and freed her of her silk panties. Mila ached
to resist, but instead assisted. I knelt and tickled her neck
with one hand while pulling her panties down with the other. Mila
laughed and kicked her legs and I had her panties in my hand. I
felt the smoothness of the satin and the rough texture of the
lace and wondered how lucky my fingers could have been.

“Not fair. I said feel, not remove my garment” Mila grumbled.
“Play fair” she warned reaching for my zipper. Her hand fumbled
between us. I felt a hint of cool air followed by her cool hand
on me. I can't deny the way my cock swelled with the promise of
her touch or how I gasped for air as our lips met once more. It
felt awesome and wholesome.

“I have no doubts” Mila giggled “You are stiff. Stiffer than any
I have seen. I should take that as a personal compliment”

“No kidding. You are not wet, you are soaked” I said jokingly,
but I wasn’t far off from the truth. Mila giggled again, stared
at me, kissed and said “I just want to hold, cuddle and that’s
all. Not much in it for you, is there?’

I was utterly disappointed hearing those words from Mila. When
the night began, I had no intentions what so ever getting laid,
in short fucking my own sister. Burt here we were facing each
other in the open air, snuggled together with her panties off and
me, zipper opened with cock out waiting for action. There was no
fucking way that I could tell my sister that I wanted to fuck
her, if she doesn’t want to. But sooner or later I hoped to be
rewarded either by her or by taking thing to my own hands to
whack it.

“No worries”

“Let’s just hold each other like this” this time she let go of my
cock and pushed herself closer narrowing the gap between us. I
reluctantly withdrew my hand from her vagina that was fuming and
dripping. As our bodies met tightly against each other, my cock
nested comfortably between her soft thighs.

“Isn’t this great! I feel like a character in a romantic novel ”

“Yes” I gave her the short answer.

“Can you stay like this with me for few minutes before we go?”
Mila questioned, but she sounder more as pleading.

“Sure sis. As long as you want”

Nothing happened for minutes except that I felt unmistakable
warmth emanated between Mila’s thighs and her sap seeping down to
lubricate my cock nested between her thighs, I was almost
pressuring her pussy. Neither one of moved, but were well aware.
It was a tortures experience, yet deemed worth it. At the moment,
I didn’t know what to next, on the contrary I knew what I wanted
to happen. But wasn’t easy. What should I tell my sister “Open up
sis and let me fuck the daylight out of you?” or just take my
chances and stick it in?

“I feel loved, wanted and this so cozy. Thank you Peter” Mila
purred

“Anytime sis. I guess you like being like this?”

“Love this. James never does. Not once. It took my dear brother
to hold me and show his affection… the way I want…Thank you” she
grumble

“No worries Mila, but… but do you expect to have your panties off
and his zipper opened before cuddling? I mean like this” I
wondered, but I wasn’t kidding. My cock had exceeded its limits
of lengthening and discharge pre-cum like a leaky faucet and she
was leaking her juice like a small stream of water. I got it.
Cuddling is nice, but….

Mila giggled “I got your point. Honestly, I felt little wicked
earlier, I don’t know why. Trust me, I didn’t plan on messing
with you. Oh…Peter, I feel bad now” she cooed and then swooned to
pin her face to my chest. I gasped as her slight movement
loosened up her thighs where my cock was nested and it lurched as
Mila resettled. My one-eyed peter was now gazing at her very
saturated opening. She felt it.

“This feels good, but don’t get any ideas” Mila giggled. I
grinned thinking what head of my cock might look like covered
with her cream. Strawberry ice cream corn covered with vanilla
syrup on top?

“Never” I pulled her closer once more sensing her playfulness, at
the same time I pressured my hip against her, slightly. ”Fuck” I
muttered as the head of my cock easily slid into her well lubed
pussy. Second and third thrusts were just reactionary, but had me
lodged couple of inches inside my sister love canal.

“Ugh… I thought you weren’t…Hey soldier boy your rifle muzzle is
where it shouldn’t be” she muttered. There was no hint of panic
nor displeasure in my sister’s voice. She tentatively pushed down
her hip, taking in little more of my length and then Mila raised
her right leg and placed it over my hip. Sure sign of asking for
it? I played brainless younger brother…

“Sorry Mila… I’ll take it out. I wasn’t sure how it happened”

She only giggled to my comments “Right! Your rifle has a problem”

“Big time”

“I feel it”

“It’s is the 4th. Just a gun salute… You like fireworks,
remember”

“Can you keep the gun there… Mmm…. And not do anything?”

“Because?”

“Just because…and let’s say I feel bad for what I did, but just
want to keep you inside of me… stay just cuddled ”

“Yes… and we do” I uttered as I held her leg that was on my hip
to thrust once more to embed the rest of my length within her.
She gasped and whimpered. I groaned to the exquisiteness of
sensation that electrified my entire body.  Holy cow, I am really
fucking my sister, who I have adored, loved as a sibling with
nothing but perfection all throughout her 5’4’’ frame. I kept my
cock inside feeling contractions of her inner muscles and warm
nectar that pleasured me.

“Uhh... this is wonderful. Better than shoving back and forth”
Mila coed before our lips met. Neither one of us moved. It was
almost as a silent fuck where my cock was deep inside my sister’s
pussy, throbbing, leaking pre-cum, but no thrusting. Sporadic
movement of her silky inner muscles kept sending shocks of
pleasure all throughout my body. It was sweet torture.

Mila let out a muffled cry and then just stood there with my
prick buried inside her while my balls were rubbing against her
round ass. “Ugh…dear god” she cried. She squeezed her inner
almost crushing my rigid cock, took a deep breath and began
shifting and moving her hips forcefully. Each one of her drives
caused a soaping sound to spurt between her legs as she gushed
more and more of her nectar. I was thrilled finally seeing the
light at the end of the tunnel, I shouted “FUCK” After a short
time I started to move in and out of her by meeting each one of
her thrusts with one of mine. I felt the softness inside of her
against me as I moved in and out of her love cannel. Her little
whimpers grew in volume again and then she let out a loud wave of
moans. I knew that she was having an orgasm. Her orgasms came in
waves and she dug her finger nails into my back, ridding through
them. She must have cum at least twice as I shoved in and out,
bouncing my balls off her ample butt.

I couldn’t say that I ejaculated within her calmly. In fact quite
the opposite. I held her tightly wondering how the hell all this
happened. Even after coming, by cock throbbed a little just
knowing that I had just fucked my gorgeous sister.

“Do they let you bring sisters to boot camp? If they do, I’ll go
with you” Mila chuckled

“I am going to ask. They should”

“Getting cold now. Can I stay in your room for bit when we go
home?”

“All night, if you want”

“You mean doing it all night?”

“That too”

“Thank you Peter. I know for sure that I am not a lesbian. Thank
you for helping me realize that”

“Perhaps Bi?”

“Perhaps”

We walked back to the house hand in hand like lovers, slowing
down occasionally to hold each other and kiss. It was almost
midnight when we entered my room. As soon as the door was closed,
we kissed and undressed each other like lovers. That was a 4th to
cherish.