getDare Truth or Dare - Non-Fiction: By My Sisters Command

It's a weird feeling, forbidden extacy. Something against the norm that one might take pleasure in. Knowing you shouldn't, but being drawn in, the feeling of her hands takes you and pulls you closer. What I wouldn't do for her, that's the thought that scared me. The other question, could I stop myself from being my own worst nightmare.

Earlier that day I was lost in a feeling of euphoria, partaking in something of a forbidden act. Now I lay conflicted, questioning my morals, questioning our morals. I was loving the thought, the thought that we could have fun like this, that it was just innocent fun and nothing more. But even then I never imagined that it would have gone so far that I would be aroused by the things we did to such an overwhelming extent. Was it right, was any of it right....there was no answer, no answer that calmed me. "I guess if it feels right" I thought to myself... "and as long as we both agree"... "Then I shouldn't be worried about how others think, they wont ever now anyway!"

The next morning I went to talk with my sister about everything. I wanted to hear her say that it was ok, if anything, just to make me feel better. "Sis?" I said as I opened her door slightly. She turned and looked at me with a smile. "Hi sleepy head!" she said pointing out my ruffled hair. I grinned. "can I talk to you?" "Sure" she said motioning me to come sit down. She was combing her hair, long locks of soft silky strands, she looked to me, "what do you want to talk about?" she said inquisitively. "I wanted to ask you, if, well if what we do is ok with you?" I said. "I told you last time it was ok." she replied. "I, I know, but I feel like, maybe you dont understand...um, kinda how I feel and...um" I had a hard time explaining this, trying not to be blunt about it. "The way you feel?" she asked. "Yeah" I said. "Do you mean yesterday, when I sat on you?" She had a warn smile, it eased me a little. "Yes" I said humbly. "I know why you like it." she paused. "I mean, I'm cute, and your a boy, and even though i'm your sister...you still want too, you know, have fun like that....but you think that's weird right?" She seemed to know everything I was thinking, it was relived in a way to hear her say it.

"yeah" I said. "I'm not stupid you know, I know things" she said smirking. "I'm your sister, but I'm also your friend, and friends play, we just play a little differently if that makes sense. It's not like we are really, well you know... and, well if we feel like it's fun, and I think you do..and I definitely have fun, then we shouldn't worry about it so much, right?" I was shocked, she was so clear about it, like she had it all figured out. "Right" I answered.

"Sis" I asked. "Can I have a hug?" She smiled, "Sure you can!" With a smile she wrapped her arms around me, and I started to feel better. She was only a year younger than me, but I felt like she was wiser in that moment, mostly beacuse she seemed to have everything put together, and I was the wreck. It was reassuring to know that she felt the same way though. "I'll let you get ready sis" I said standing up. "actually, sit over here, I'll comb your bed hair out!" she said with a giggle.

I sat down in front of her as she began to comb my hair. "Just lean back a little" she said, my body leaning back on hers slightly. "She was warm and gentle, I almost fell asleep as her embrace relaxed me. "There you go, that's much better!" she said as I yawned and looked over saying "Thanks" with a smile. "No problem my sister said with a smirk, I'll talk to you later!" I walked out and shut the door. "She seems so much more mature!" I thought to myself walking down the hall. I was just amazed, and relived, I felt so much better. "Um, well that's cute!" my mom said as I entered the living room. "Huh, what is?" I asked. "That bow in your hair!" my mom laughed. "The what!?" I said caught off guard. "That little bow, it's adorable!" she said using that babyish tone. I felt my head. Sure enough, I must of dozed off while my sister attached a small hair clip with a bow in my hair. I felt embarrassed slightly, then blushed and removed it. "Well, she may be more mature, but she's definatley still devious!" I thought as I put the clip in my pocket and walked out the door.