One Night At A Party My Sister And I Woke Up To Our Sexuality

I have a sister a year younger, our parents held me back and we two went through school in the same grade, and then onto college. We roomed together, and we are very close.

One night we were invited to a party in the same complex where we were living. Some guy my sister met in the parking lot. It was all grad students, foreign students, and some American girls (also grad students). At one point the guy my sister met had taken her upstairs and when I went looking for he was on top of her and had already entered her. I was stuck at the door watching when one of the girls pulled me away and said something about not watching that. She took me into another room and laid me on the bed with her and she held me and caressed me, kissing me on the cheeks and the nose. With a lot of shshsh and calling at me softly she more or less made love to me.

My sister lost her virginity and I woke up with a girl, after having participated with her sexually. My sister took a while to warm up to the idea that he considered her his girlfriend, for sex, and me and that girl got heavier and heavier into what ended up being a long lasting lesbian relationship (it's not over, we are still together).

If my sister hesitated and did her best to avoid having sex with him, I was in bed with her at every chance I could get. And yes, it wasn't only sex, it was an all day every day thing, with sharing I love you at the drop of a hat. I was insatiable and wanted sex twenty four seven.

The dilemma for us was letting our family know one had lost her virginity to a foreigner and one was a lesbian. We just hoped upon hope that my sister did not end up pregnant.

My girlfriend, which went on to Vet school, took me with her after graduation. She was not interested in covering it up, and wanted a fully open lesbian relationship. Not advertising or being in your face, just living together and being part of the lesbian community. My parents took that badly, so bad that they disowned us. When my sister go pregnant, in our last semester at school and she had to introduce the father to my family, my father's word were 'she let a nxxxxr fuck her'. He is not black, he's Arab.

Unfortunately my parents witnessed way beyond modest sexual and affection behavior. I slept with her in my growing up bed, and my sister allowed him to have sex with her in her bed. Both of these were affronts to our parents, and our desire for them to accept our partners ended up in being disowned by them.

I am settled down now, after hitting thirty, sex now is soft and comforting and not as lustful. We have talked about starting a family, and getting officially married. My sister popped one, and then another one and lives with her husband in Morocco. We got our first Christmas card this year.

What I cannot understand is where this lust in me came from. Or how my sister submitted to him and let him have sex with her. It went completely against anything we thought of, or talked about, or even hinted at. We were two homebound girls. One kiss is all it took for me to surrender myself to her, held down on the bed and my sister crumbled to him. This is the mystery we are living.