Once we finished setting up the girls went to change into their bikinis. They came out the tent and I just froze. They both looked stunning. The bikinis were skimpy and left nothing to the imagination. I guess I stared for a bit too long.
“You like what you see then?” smiled Emily.
“You both look amazing,” I gushed breathlessly.
“Do you think we look sexy?” Emily asked.
“Well, it’s not for me to say.”
“Yes it is, you’re a guy and we’re asking your opinion,” my sister said.
“Yeah but you’re my sister and you’re her best friend.”
“And?” Ava asked.
“And…. in my eyes you’re still just kids. Always will be.”
“Ok then, if she wasn’t your sister and I wasn’t your sister’s friend, would you think we look hot?”
“You do look hot, it’s just I’m trying not to think of you in that way,” I explained, feeling a bit uncomfortable.
“You think your sister’s hot?” enquired Emily.
“Not in that way.”
“In what way then?”
“I’m going to change. I’ll join you in the lake.”
I walked back into the tent and changed. I didn’t have swim shorts, just a pair of old soccer shorts but I guessed they’d be fine. I ran out and joined the girls in the lake. We splashed around for ages and I began to finally relax.
“I’ve got a ball. I’ll go get it,” I said, heading out the water.
“You should have two, ” laughed Emily.
“Huh?”
“Two balls dummy,” laughed my sister, pointing at her crotch.
“Oh.”
I got the soccer ball from the car and we spent ages messing around in the water. Then we came out and laid on towels in the sunshine. We went for a walk, then cooked dinner, before sitting by the camp fire I had lit, and cracked open the beer. We chatted for a while, about nothing in particular, and I was finally beginning to relax and enjoy their company. It’s funny by the age of twenty five how eighteen year olds can seem so alien, and yet it’s not that long ago that I was eighteen.
Let’s play a game!” shouted my sister.
“Truth or dare!” her friend called.
“Yeah!!” screamed Ava.
“Oh guys no. Not truth or dare.”
“Yeah truth or dare!” Ava repeated.
“Please no, anything but that.” I protested again.
“Never have I ever then,” suggested Emily.
“No i hate that. And besides we haven’t done much. He’ll have done way more than us,” my sister declared.
Eventually after another beer and plenty of arm pulling we settled on truth or dare. I wasn’t enthusiastic to say the least. After a few rounds of boring truths and even more boring dares the game broke up and just became a conversation and a few questions.
“Have you ever had sex with a black girl?” asked Emily.
I looked her straight in the eyes, her beautiful big eyes.
“No.”
“No?”
“That’s what I said.”
“Would you?” asked my sister.
“If I met one I liked enough.” The girls giggled.
“How many girls have you slept with?” my sister asked.
“Why?”
“Just answer. Come on its just us here.”
“Twelve.”
“Twelve!?” Ava exclaimed.
“Shit!” Emily added.
“How many guys have you slept with?’ I directed this at Emily.
“Two,” she answered coyly.
“Ask me then,” Ava chirped up.
“Ok, little sister, how many guys? Not that I want to know.”
“One.”
That actually surprised me, thinking the answer would be none.
“Do you want to know who?’ she smiled.
“No.”
“Good because you really don’t want to know,” she laughed, winking at me. My sister had never winked at me before and I found it disturbingly sexy.
“Did you like our bikinis?” asked Emily.
“Yes, they’re very…. err…. nice….”
“Sexy?” Ava asked.
‘We’ve had this conversation before.”
“How often do you jack off?”
“Emily! What kind of question is that?” I exclaimed.
“Come on, you know the rules, we’re being truthful,” Ava added.
“Ok then so you two have to answer the same question.”
“Ok.”
“Ok then, not as much as I used to because I live with my girlfriend but more than perhaps a year ago because she is very busy and tired,” I answered.
“Impressive answer bro. Very honest.”
This conversation went around in circles.
“Have you ever had sex with a guy?” this from my sister!
“No.” Have either of you had sex with a girl?”
They looked at each other and burst out laughing.
“NO!! No way!” I cried.
“Why is that so surprising? We’re very close,” my sister responded.
“Just, I don’t know….”
“Do you think it’s hot? Us two in bed together?” Emily asked.
“I think girls in bed together is hot generally.”
“Cool,” Ava added.
“It’s kind of a guy’s fantasy. Two girls together.”
“Is it your fantasy imagining us together? Emily enquired.
“I’m not saying anything,” I laughed.