TRUTH OR DARE the SIBLINGS

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She came into my room then sat on the end of my bed, smiled, tilted her head then said, “Hey, what are you doing?”

“What does it looks like, I’m reading.”

She jolted her butt which caused her tits to jiggle, she’d left her bra in a drawer. “What?”

“A fucking book, a good fucking book, what the hell do you want?”

My sister sighed deeply, “I’m bored.”

“And, what should I do about it?” Go watch TV or something, don’t you have to fold laundry and vacuum before mom comes home?”

“Maxi leaned toward me, snatched the book from my hands then threw it across the room. It smacked against my window then fell open-faced to the floor. Her eyes glinted with catty playfulness as she watched my reaction, “What the Fuck? What’s gotten into you?”

“I’m bored and you aren’t so keep me awake.”

“How? If you’re bored go call Andie or something, she’s always ready to fill you up with gossip.”

“Nah, she’s a bitch this week, she doesn’t deserve my company.”

“My oh my, aren’t we the prissy little good girl today.” I looked at my sister as she studied my face then hers lit up with an idea.

“Let’s play Truth or Dare,” she said brightly.

I was focused on the peaks at the end of her boobs and didn’t hear her “What?”

“Truth or Dare, you know, where one of us challenges the other to tell a truth or give a dare.”

“I know what it is but it’s more fun with players who aren’t your sister.”

“Oh, come on Amit, play with me."

Now there was an opening if I ever heard one, about a dozen different ideas of ‘play with me’ popped into my head. Maxi is very nicely formed, transiting from girl to young woman. Every once in a while when I see her in nightwear, comfortable around the house rags, or every time she wears a short skirt I get playful ideas. Just she was wearing mid-thigh shorts, leg holes loose enough to give an enticing peek at her upper thighs. The blouse hugged her body like it was last year, before her tits got bigger, the material was stretched around the buttons which gave me a look at the skin of her stomach and cleavage. Lately, most of my friends spend more time chatting up with my sister than gaming with me when they come over. Maxi soaks up the attention like a sponge and I win a lot of games.

“Okay, I guess, but I’m first. Truth or Dare?”

“Truth.”

“Did you ever kiss a boy?”

“Of course.”

“Is that another truth question, it’s out of turn?”

“No, same truth question, a two-partner, who?”

Maxi paused long enough I thought she was going to renege, but then admitted “Anjo.”

“Basketball Player? You let him kiss you? Girl, he is a total dweeb! I bet you’re the first girl he ever kissed and it probably put him in shock.”

Her revelation made me laugh as an image of the two standing way apart and leaning toward the other until their lips barely touched then jerking back in embarrassment.

Maxi looked a little peeved that I thought it funny “He’s kind of cute, and he asked, most of those clods just try to grab and kiss me.”

“Question one, part three, did you kiss any other guys?”

My sister blushed lightly “Well, yeah, me and Jackie and Raj spent a lot of time one day kissing and making out.”

Her revelation caused my nuts to tighten a little, “Both at once?”

“Sort of at once, I made them take turns. I wanted to see if one was better than the other.”

“And?”

“This is the last question I answer, then it’s my turn.”

“Okay.”

“Raj was way better, he even pushed his tongue against mine, I was like ‘WOW’.”

“Did you get turned on?”

“Oh no, too many questions.”

“Alright,” I conceded.

“Truth or Dare?” I took the dare.

“Since you are so interested in my kissing life, I dare you to kiss me.”

I looked at my sister, it was in her eyes, that she was serious, that, that was her dare. I thought about playing a penalty but we hadn’t set any so I leaned toward her but she jerked back, “Wait, not yet!” she jumped up and scrambled out of the room yelling “I’ll be right back!” I sat looking at the door for almost a minute then Maxi dashed back in. she looked like a clown with bright red lipstick smeared all over and around her mouth. It was heavy, sloppy, and kind of raunchy. She got back on the bed on her knees facing me, “Now kiss me and do it like you mean it” she giggled.

I was kind of repulsed by the mess on her lips and face but I’d accepted the dare so I grabbed her shoulders, pulled her to me, and locked my mouth over hers, I put a kiss on my sister like one I would put on Angelina Jolie. The longer we rubbed our noses and lips together the more Maxi moved hers against mine, returning the kiss with fervor. After a full minute of heavy making out with her, I pulled back. Maxi looked at my face then busted up laughing and pointing at me. “Look, look in the mirror,” she said gently. I checked my image in the long mirror by the door and saw another clown, this time it was me. A lot of the thickly smeared lipstick on my sister's face was now thickly smeared on mine. My mouth was a bright red as hers. It struck me funny and I started to laugh with her.

We wiped our mouths then settled again on my bed, we were face to face on our knees which were almost touching. Maxi grinned then said, “Your turn, give me a dare.”

She picked a dare before I asked but that was okay. I thought, what could I dare my younger sister into doing, what might she do, what wouldn’t she do? As I was wondering I looked again at the blouse stretched tight over her breast “Flash me, I dare you.”

She gulped, I saw her throat work then she bloomed red in the face “Really? You want me to show you my tits?” I only nodded. She sat for several seconds trying to read my mind and came to the conclusion she had to do the dare, she’d asked for it. Maxi fingered open the top button then as I was enjoying the enhanced view of the cleavage she left open the next. Freed of the binding buttons the tight blouse pulled back revealing the soft swell of her breast almost to her nipples. Maxi paused long enough I thought she would stop but she took a deep breath and quickly opened the last two. She held her blouse apart and I was staring at a fantastic rack. The firm standing mounds of flesh jiggled slightly when she moved and I swear the tips of them, her nipples got stiffer. She let me ogle her for about ten seconds then pulled her blouse closed again. As she was buttoning it up I manage to say “You got awesome tits Maxi.”

She looked up at me and blushed again, “You think so?”

“Yeah, I think so.” I didn’t tell her that I was getting turned on by her. My cock was swelling and if we kept playing around like this it soon would be obvious.

She finished the last button, sat back on the bed, and challenged me, “Truth or Dare.”

“Truth.”

“Did you ever do it with a girl?”

That was easy, I wasn’t even shy when I answered yes. “Who? And before you say, I answered a three-part question, now you have to.”

“Diana. She and I did it sometimes before she moved away.”

“I remember her, she was pretty. Second part, how many times?”

“I don’t know, I didn’t count but it was maybe twenty or more times. We did it two months when we could get along.”

“Part Three, is she the only one?”

“Yeah, I can’t seem to get Maggie hot enough yet.” Maggie and I had been dating for two months.

Maxi fell over to her side, propped up on an elbow, and looking up at me. “Your turn.”

“Truth or Dare?”

“Truth.”

“Did you do it yet with anyone?”

My sister answered quietly, “No, not even close.”

“Do you want to?”

“I don’t know, maybe if the right guy asked me.”

“Do you play with yourself?”

Maxi turned beet red, looked away then nodded slowly. No words were spoken and I knew she would never admit out loud that she played with herself. She regained her composure then asked “Truth or Dare?”

“Dare.”

She looked directly into my eyes and said barely over a whisper, “show it to me.”

Ahhhggggh. The look in her eyes, the tremble in her voice almost made me shoot a load right into my shorts. My cock was as big and heavy as a bludgeon and she wanted to see it.

“It’s up” I wanted her.

She glanced at my groin then back to my face, “I know.”

I got off the bed, unbuckled my belt, drew down the zipper then opened the flap of my jeans. Just as I reached into my shorts we heard our mom shout “Hey, I’m home! Amit, get down here and unload the car.” Maxi gasped, her eyes were as big as saucers when she leaped off my bed and scrabbled quickly from my room. I hauled up my pants then dashed for the bathroom where I could tuck in my prick properly.

Maxi got in trouble for not doing the laundry and vacuuming but I don’t think she minded. Our little bedroom diversion kept my head busy while I carried groceries from the car, my prick was half hard the rest of the day. I had the impression that if mom hadn’t come home when she did I might have gotten lucky. My sister had been acting more like a girlfriend than a relative, one who wouldn’t be afraid of getting it on with me; not like Maggie.