MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT CHAPTER 13 – TRUTH OR DARE PART 2

MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT CHAPTER 13
TRUTH OR DARE PART 2

I have done some work on MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT (THE SCHOOL YEAR). If you’d rather I skip ahead to after high school, please let me know so I can put my effort where you want it.


I thought you might want a visual approximation of what the girls look like. CHECK THE FORUM UNDER THE NAME OF THE SERIES! I HAVE POSTED A STRING JUST OR YOU! There pictured there that are the closest examples I could find. They are by no means exact, but are close enough to make me look twice. I’ll try to find examples for any other significant players as i introduce them. I hope it helps paint a clearer picture for you.



[Please read the earlier Chapters before continuing here]



The heat made it difficult to shake off the stupor of waking up. With a jolt, I remembered where I was, and my eyes shot open. I couldn’t have been out more than 20 minutes. I never could sleep long in the hot sun. With my head turned to the side, cheek stuck to the cushion, opening my eyes showed me the other chairs were empty.


My wondering where they had gone was tinged with the disappointment that they had left me here alone. I was saved from that emotion swelling by the sound of splashing. They had stayed. They were here. They were waiting!


I twisted onto my back and sat up smiling. There they were in the deep end, holding onto an inflatable mattress to keep afloat. I had just enough time to realize they were talking in hushed tones before Lidia saw me and chirped “Jake!”


Rach and Sharon turned to me, adding a flirty “Hi” and an awkward smile respectively. They sparkled up at me, as if they were truly happy I was back. I felt the overpowering sense of being wanted; not just as the possessor of my cock, but the whole me. I was thankful for the boost to my general ego after a glance down to lap cock showed a less than covetous sight.


My cock had taken the opportunity to relax, as it hadn’t been allowed since we woke up together this morning. Maintaining the confidence-booster for just the 4 or 5 hours so far today, had been exhausting. It had been the secret of my success in becoming comfortable being naked in front of girls. It felt strangely like the focus wasn’t on me when he was around. The irony wasn’t lost on me that this was the same part of me that until recently had been the cause of my embarrassment, not the cure. I supposed I could improve my stamina, with Rach’s help no doubt, but there had to be a limit to how long I could keep it up. I would have to get to a level of confidence with my whole self, so that didn’t need the bolster, but that would not be today.


Thankfully, my lack of impressiveness was above and out of sight of the girls. As long as none of them made a move to get out of the pool, I had time to prepare myself; and I wouldn’t need long. I had spied the girl’s suit bottoms lying where I had left them. It wasn’t just knowing they were still bare-ass under the water, that got my ball rolling. It also hinted that they were just taking a break from the game, waiting for me to get back to it.


Rach helped me further, pulling herself up onto the mattress, looking back over her display of wet, perfect butt, and teasing “We were going to come molest you if you didn’t wake up soon.”


Without missing a beat, I quipped “Then I’m going back to sleep.” Rach laughed heedlessly; it was wonderful to hear. Lidia laughed too; light and feminine. Even Sharon relaxed into a more natural smile.


I felt my response, uncoiling and pressing against the seat between my spread legs. Eager for more banter, to help, I asked “Did you guys finish the game?”


Rach ungracefully rolled onto her back on the teetering mattress, sitting up to answer smoothly “We played a little after you laid down. Actually, you did too sorta. There were some dares that ‘involved’ you. But we decided to wait till you woke up before we did anything you wouldn’t want to miss.”


Result! Rach was so in my head; she knew just what to say. My cock peeled away from the cling of the sweaty cushion, and rose triumphantly into the air. I looked down blatantly, emboldened by its buoying presence. I looked back up without concealing my action, or my pride.


Rach’s expectant expression greeted me, but faded slightly as I said “Let me cool off first.” Seeing even that small disappointment from her was intolerable, so I added “Then you can ‘involve’ me while I’m awake, I promise.”


I was happy at Rach’s sly smile of an answer, and got to it, standing smoothly, letting my cock rise with me to swing out over the heads of the girls, then taking the three steps to the pool in one stride, and launching myself out over the water.


As I pierced the surface and slid into the water, I felt the particular heightened coolness that warned of sunburn, where my suit would have been,. My swimming career had left my body so permanently tan that I never used lotion, so I hadn’t thought of this consequence to being naked. I shuddered to think how badly sunburn on my dick would hurt.


I came up at the stairs at the far end of the pool, my concern for my cock’s wellbeing pushing out any other thought. I turned and sat in the same spot I had earlier, and looked down to survey the damage. It was hard to tell from looking at the swollen purple of my cock, that anything was wrong. But one look at the competitive suit shaped pink skin, wrapped around my pelvis, warned I was definitely in trouble. All this carnal fuel around, and not being able to take true advantage of it, would be torture.


I could hear the girls talking and looked up from my developing tragedy. There they were, smiling and giggling, completely unaware of the disaster I was facing. I dreaded breaking the news to them, but decided to rip the Band-Aid off quickly. I swam over to them slowly, gathering my nerve. As I approached, Rach slid off of the mattress and nearly into my arms. She teased “Hey” softly as she came to a float six inches from me.


I had meant to tell them immediately, but I chickened out, and just returned Rach’s “Hey” as cheerfully as I could.
Rach gave me a little frown, her forehead crinkling, but thankfully didn’t pursue it by askin anything in front to the others. Was I that easy to read? No, the other two girls seemed completely unaware of my angst. Even through my misery, it felt good that Rach knew me so well.


Sharon interrupted my thought, saying “We’re ready to play when you are.” She was clearly impatient to get back to the game. With the wind out of my sails, I couldn’t muster much enthusiasm. I was about to say “I don’t care.” When Rach spoke up “Jake, can I talk to you for a second?”


I nodded, and followed her away from the float; Sharon’s frustrated pout watched us go. Rach led me back to the stairs, and waited till I got close before asking softly, full of concern, “What’s wrong Jake?”


I smiled down at her. Despite my predicament, her caring made me feel better. I couldn’t think of a way of breaking it to her gently, that my dick was out of commission, so I just cut right to it. “I’m sunburned.” I said glumly.


“No you’re not silly. You’re darker than I am, and I don’t feel anything.” she said smiling, lifting up her arm, and examining it to reinforce her conviction.


“No,” I said sullenly, “not here,” I held my hands to my chest, “here.” I continued, lowering my hands till I got to the damage.


Rach’s eyes followed my hands, and I watched as my meaning hit her. I guess I had expected her to be disappointed, frustrated, or maybe even be a little mad at me for being so stupid. I had taken away the thing about me that she valued most, and now I would have to suffer her disappointment.


If there was ever a doubt as to which of us knew the other better, it was laid to rest when Rach, concern flooding her face, asked “Oh my God, does it hurt?”


Relief that her disappointment at least, wouldn’t add to my misery, gave me the encouragement to go on. “Not yet, but its gona.” I answered sadly.


Rach reached out and turned me around, examining the extent of my injury through the water. I felt her finger push into the cheek of my ass for several seconds. When she removed it, she said “I don’t think it’s too bad.”


I turned around, ready to burst her bubble of optimism. She had that wheels turning expression that warned me to give her a minute.


“Do you trust me?” Rach asked, looking up at me with an intent half smile.


“Of course!” I answered, feeling the calm of floating on the waves she made, wash over me. My concern vanished in her assuring eyes, and was replaced by my excitement about Lidia.


“Lidia seemed cool with Sharon and Denise!” I said hopefully.


“Yes.” Rach said thoughtfully. She continued, as if thinking out loud “Now, is the next step to tell her, or show her?”


I knew she wasn’t asking, and I didn’t have an answer anyway, so I waited as Rach considered. Finally she looked back up to me, that wicked smile playing across her lips, and asked “Do you want to know, or be surprised?” “It’ll be a good one.” She added quietly.


‘What an amazing girl,’ I thought. Not only was she going to somehow rescue me from my self-inflicted wounds, but she was also letting me in. She had accepted me as a partner in her plans and schemes.


With my new outlook, not needing the security of knowing, but being at ease with the excitement of not preparing myself, I didn’t need to know Rach’s plan. I considered which would be more fun. Maybe if I knew, I could make the plan better, but I was confident in Rach’s ability to make whatever she wanted, happen. The excitement of not knowing, the anticipation of her plan playing itself out, was intoxicating.


“Surprise me.” I said simply, smiling down at her. I tried to show her my total trust in her through my smile. She smiled back at me, and turned and led the way back to the girls.


As we glided over, I could see Sharon still had her pout on. She seemed ready to pick back up where she had left off. Before she could start in, Rach asked “Sharon, can you help me inside for a minute?”


Sharon seemed distracted by the question, but answered “Yes,” and the two of them left the pool together.
As I watched them till their two little asses disappeared into the dark hole of the sliding back door, I started to let my mind wonder and wander around what was going to happen next. Lidia pulled me back to the present, saying quietly “Jake, Sharon did those things with her ‘cousin’?”


“I guess so.” I answered, trying to seem casual while I watched for signs of her attitude on the idea. Just as during the game, she didn’t seem disturbed by the thought of Sharon and her cousin together; it was more like confusion. The difference now was that her confusion seemed to be verging on curiosity.


I tried to fan those flames. “Denise is really beautiful. She’s tall, like you.” I said giving her a look, and showing my appreciation as I lowered my eyes down the length of her underwater. I went on, looking up at her hair “Her hair is long like yours too. But it’s blond and strait.” I tried to make it obvious with my tone, that I favored her black curls.


Lidia leaned forward and smiled her thanks at my implied compliment. “Are there pictures in the house, of Denise?”


“Yes, some I think.” I answered incredibly smoothly considering my poor sun-burned cock was throbbing in exaltation under the water.


Lidia was unmistakably excited by the thought of Sharon and Denise. I knew, if I had been in her shoes, I would have wanted to see a picture too. I would want to put a face (and body) to my imaginings. And if she was imagining it, then she was imagining it for the same reason I would; because it was hot!


I felt elated by the surety of my reasoning as I watched her thinking. The veiled excitement in her expression ironically, both perfectly mirrored mine, and was the cause of mine. I looked up as I saw Sharon and Rachel coming back outside, and my excitement became harder to conceal.


“C’mon guys, were gona play!” Rach said brightly as they both set stuff down and took their places on the lounge chairs.


I hung back to get a good view of Lidia as she pulled herself up and out of the pool. She looked back over her shoulder at me when she had gotten her knee on the edge. I looked up from her ass, inches from my face, and saw her smile.

She looked back to her ass, inviting me to follow, and left it there for me to absorb.


Only when Sharon interrupted with a “Hurry up!” did Lidia slowly pull her other knee up, and demonstratively lift her gift away from me, with such deliberate leisure, I was unable to keep myself from watching it go.


I followed out of the water, and felt the heat of the day and the sunlight, sting my burned skin. I kept my faith in Rach. ‘She would fix it’ I told myself as I took my seat next to her.


Rach, in her best authoritative voice, said “So Lidia hasn’t gotten a chance to play much. We think Lidia should get to be included in each turn. She does a Truth or Dare each turn, and then gets to ask a free Truth or Dare after each turn.”


I got it, but I was worried that it was too complicated for Lidia. I looked over to gauge her reaction. To my surprise she answered “I would like it very much!”


Encouraged by Lidia’s response, Rach continued “Its Sharon’s turn, so she gets to ask Lidia and one of us.” She turned to me as she finished, giving me a hidden wink. I loved that little acknowledgement that we were a team, that my ignorance of what was coming was fun for both of us. I gave her a wink back.


Sharon asked “Lidia, Truth or Dare?”


With a quiet but clear voice, Lidia answered “Dare.”


I heard an exhale of breath next to me, and knew Rach wanted that to happen.


“O.K. Wait for a sec.” Sharon directed Lidia, and turned to Rach, asking “Truth or Dare?”


Rach answered “Dare!” before Sharon had finished.


I shared Rach’s eagerness, regardless my lack of knowledge, and silently pleaded for Sharon to get to it as I watched her.


“Well,” said Sharon, turning unexpectedly to me, “Rach told me about your…um…problem” she finished, looking down to my red hip, and noticeably looking up the length of my shaft before returning her eyes back to mine.


“I’ve got the trick right here. My skin burns real easy, so I’ve got this stuff.” She said, holding up a small tube with a picture of a frog on it. “Put this on and the burn is gone in 20 minutes.” she added with a grin that bore a striking resemblance to Rach’s evil leer.


I reached for the tube, eager for those 20 minutes to start. “Oh no you don’t.” Sharon admonished, pulling the tube away. “My dare is for you two…” she looked to Rach and Lidia, then continued with a smile “to help Jake…put his lotion on.”


Through the buzzing in my head, and the tightness in my throat, I felt, more that saw, all eyes on me. It seemed like an out of body experience; watching myself slowly stand, dumbly presenting my body. Rach’s green eyes pulled me back from that weird sub-space. Standing in front of me, her eyes looked up into mine.


She didn’t speak, but her face told me everything. Her level of excitement was palpable; I’m sure anyone would have recognized it easily. It seemed like displaying her excitement, because it was an exposure to Lidia, added to itself, creating a snowball effect.


The look she gave me was to include me, I realized. We were a team in this, and she wanted to share the achievement, our achievement, completely. I returned her look as best I could, given my considerable distraction.


I was endeavoring to make my throat work so I could speak, when Rach saved me from the need. “Turn around.” she said softly and sweetly. I was amazed even so, at the amount of compassionate command it carried.


I felt her hands grip my hips before my body had a chance to catch up. I went with the pressure her small hands applied, letting myself be turned away till I stood facing my now empty chair. I looked over my shoulder; Rach had sat down between Lidia and Sharon, pushing Sharon over to the end of the chair. Sharon squeezed the lotion tube, giving a dollop first to Rach’s, and then Lidia’s waiting hands.


As they lotioned up their hands, Rach looked to their target. With the shock of Sharon’s dare, I had been so fixated on the thought of the girls lotioning my cock, it had escaped my mind completely that I needed the relief from their lotioned hands on more than my erection.


I faced back forward and tried to gather myself with a deep breath.