Little secrets

Swiss's point of view.

Of all my sisters, Vesta is my favorite, and my second favorite is Helen. No doubt about that. 

When I caught Helen in the act, I wish I could rewrite the time and not make such a thing happen at all.

She was speechless at the scene. She followed me to my room and, still speechless, after some minutes she was in. 

I never knew Helen could be this gentle. In fact, the moment she was sitting down on the bed was the time I saw her being quiet the most.

She's my sister, and she knows me well. I wouldn't start a conversation if she didn't.

She was sitting there, and I was folding my clothes without saying a word.

Even the sound of the clothes I was folding was louder than her voice when she finally spoke to ask me if she was in trouble.

At that moment, she was so passionate. I moved closer to her and knelt in front of her while I held her hands to ask if she was going to betray her family, but she responded with "No!".

I made it fair play. I wouldn't have caught her if not for the dirty thing I was going there to do, satisfying my needs, and almost like hers.

I promised her I wouldn't tell anyone about it. But she was afraid due to my close relationship with Vesta.

I knew what she was thinking. To make her fully trust I wasn't going to tell anyone about it, and make her mind be at peace, I revealed to her my little secret.

"Helen, try to trust me I was going to the woods to satisfy my sexual needs too," I said. 

When I said that to her, it clearly shows she can't process it properly.

She could not believe her ears, and she asked me if I had a man waiting for me there just like hers. But no, I was going to do it myself.

Helen's point of view.

Just a small world, who would have thought Swiss had such a habit of doing such things.

She had been doing such thing for years, even before we left our formal house, and no ine suspected her.

"Helen, try to trust me. I was going to the woods to satisfy my sexual needs too". She said.

Those words of her climbing huge mountains one after the other before it got to my level of understanding.

I was lost in deep thoughts for a moment. Then a series of questions started being engaged in my brain.

I picked up one and asked if a man was waiting for her in the woods. "No!" She answered.

Another question was picked, and I asked her how she gets it done.

Swiss was our last born mathematically with our age ranks. 

It was only Vesta who is older than all of us by two years. All others are the same age, starting from Ace, down to Swiss. We are just months older than each other with a maximum of six months.

So she was the last born. I just don't know how she came up with such an idea to break Fada's rules of forbidding us to be in relationships.

She has a man's private part replica that she dugs her hole with whenever she is horny.

And she was so perfect with it that no one suspected her.

I wanted to quit being in a relationship with Wilson and start doing what Swiss is doing, but she advised me against it.

She spoke about how addictive it is, and she has even been fighting to quit it herself.

Now we know about each other's little secrets, and now, I wonder if our other sisters have secrets like these too.

I will be on watch of their moves to find out.

Only time will tell, and I hope that will not break the family bond.

Wilson's point of view.

Since the day before yesterday, I haven't heard from Helen. Maybe the incident in the woods in her curtilage led her to hate me, that I don't know.

I was going to pick up my phone and call her. Luckily, her call got my phone ringing.

The excitement that got over me when I found out the call was from her can't be measured.

I took a breath, a very deep one, and I picked up the call. I greeted her in a very soft voice, and she was angry. I didn't give her a call to check on her.

I told her I was about to do that when her call got to my phone. Afterward, she apologized to me for the things that happened the other day.

My hearing seemed incorrect when she told me she was coming over.

I can't wait to set my eyes on her again. We discussed that, and the call was off.

Some minutes later, there was a knock on my door. I wasn't sure if a rocket going into the sky could compete with me at that very moment with the way I swiftly ran to the door.

I opened the door in the hope of giving my beautiful Helen a warm hug, and a welcoming kiss.

Standing in front of me was the boy meant to deliver it to me. 

Damn, I totally forgot I ordered the pizza we would be eating when Helen arrived.

I angrily settled the guy, which is not common for me, but the delivery guy seemed to understand.

The pizza was taken in by me and I started waiting eagerly for Helen to arrive.

"What could keep her so long?" I asked myself.

And the bell rang again, "Oh, finally, she's here," I said.

I rushed to the door and opened it. No one was there, no one. It was my brain that was tempting me.

I annoyingly banged the door to close it, and my picture that was hanging beside the door frame fell to the ground, and its glass shattered on the floor.

Seconds was what it took me to get the spot tidy. I was just sitting down from the stress and the knock repeated itself again.

"Once beaten, twice shy". I didn't make a move, then the knock was heard in my ears again.

I went to the door in no rush this time. I opened it and Helen was standing there in a sleeveless red gown that revealed her breasts so much and made her look so sexy.

We warmly cuddled, and with a kiss, I told her she was wearing an expensive gown, and it looked so good on her.

She replied to tell me she was wearing it because of me. She threw herself at me. I grabbed her by her backside and took her in. Later on, I finally had the chance to unlock her virgin door.