Give up; take the forfeit
From Create Your Own Story
Defeated, you let go of your top and place both hands over your crotch. You feel like covering your chest as well, but you've been getting so hot and wet struggling about almost completely naked that you feel like you need both of your hands to contain your arousal.
"I'll take that as a yes."
Julie steps forward and yanks your shirt down your legs then forces you to step out of them.
"Do... do I have to be naked?" you ask.
"You're not naked. You're wearing my panties."
"On my head!" you protest.
"Exactly! So only the rest of you is naked!"
"What's her forfeit, Julie?" Brendan asks impatiently.
"I don't know yet," she replies, folding your shirt as she sits.
"Then can I give her another dare?"
"Actually, that would work. Steph, your forfeit is to do five more dares!"
You sigh in exasperation. Your sister really can be mean sometimes. And yet with how tingly you're feeling you have to admit that some part of you is enjoying all of this naughtiness and attention.
"Fine."
"My dare is you can't hide behind your hands!" Brendan blurts out, clearly excited.
You quickly comply with your brother's wishes, even though you hesitate the moment after pulling your fingers away from your pussy mound. It is so strange to be facing your siblings without a strip of clothing on your entire body, pantie-hat aside.
"Way to blow our first dare. We should make these count!"
"What's wrong with my dare?" Brendan asks, staring quizzically at the smooth slit between your legs.
"It should be way harder than that. Like... she should masturbate on camera."
"Julie..." you groan.
"What? You have done it before, haven't you?"
"I... no."
"Really? You have never fingered yourself?!"
You stop yourself before responding. You have touched yourself before but you're weren't sure if you were doing it right. It didn't feel bad, just awkward.
Julie is already taking out her phone while you ponder silently. "This will be amazing! Your first fingering on camera! Do it already! Go!"
You take a moment to tuck your hair behind your ears, not wanting to look bad for the camera - again, despite your "hat" - then bring both of your hands down to your crotch to poke at your sex. You squat slightly and spread yourself open with your fingers which in turn exposes your pink wet snatch to the air. Bringing a lone digit to that pleasureful button at the top of your slit, you flick your finger up and down over and over against your clit. Your pussy was already ripe for the plucking and with the added taboo of doing this in front of an audience, along with the unnerving addition of a camera, your legs shake and quiver as you scratch your sensitive nub.
Brendan slides off of the bed, kneeling on the floor in front of you looking for a better view. Julie also seeks a better angle, leaning forward off the edge of the bed with her phone stretched far out in front of her.
"Keep going. Stick a finger in," Julie softly encourages.
"Wuh?" you reply, your breathing already becoming exaggerated.
"Come here," Julie says, standing. "Lie on the bed."
You again nervously tuck your hair back. Stepping between your brother and sister, you crawl onto your older sibling's bed and flip around so you're on your back. Julie grabs one of your ankles and pulls it to the side, parting your thighs as your lower leg slips off the side of the mattress.
"Now pull your box open like before."
"My what?"
Julie sighs. "Your vag. Spread it."
You couldn't be blushing harder than you already are, otherwise her words would be sending you through various shades of red. But you follow her orders, bringing both hands down to your puffy lips and prying them apart in an obscene fashion.
Julie moves closer, her phone pointing straight between your legs. You watch her every move with great trepidation and anticipation, your body a confused bundle of nerves. But when her finger makes contact with your pussy you almost yelp in surprise. It takes all of your focus to not slam your legs shut.
What happens next is nothing short of incredible. Julie pushes her finger inside of you! The tip of her digit penetrating your opening sends wild shocks of pleasure - as well as pure shock - throughout your thin frame. When she pushes deeper your delicate folds close around her, tightly gripping the intruder and causing her to press more forcefully into your sex, which in turn induces even greater pleasure.
Then Julie pulls back. The suction your pussy has created around her finger makes that a very stimulating experience, allowing you to feel every every tiny groove and imperfection along its length. But she does not pull out all of the way. She is perhaps only halfway out when she plunges into you again. Your tight hole revels in the attention but your clit begs for more. Julie only manages to do this a few more times before you move one of your hands onto your clitoris and whirl your fingertips about in a frenzy of excitement.
Your own sister is fingering you.
"Slow down," commands Julie before (sadly) pulling her finger all the way out of you. Her removal manages to coax some more of your wetness from you. "Now it's your turn."
"Okay!" you exclaim, sitting up with a jolt. "Take your pants off!"
"What? N... no! It's YOUR turn!" Julie replies, a bit flustered.
You flop back onto the bed, somehow embarrassed more by your outburst than what you've been doing. But wanting to follow through with your forfeit, lest you receive even worse punishments, you swiftly bring a solitary finger to your slit and push deep inside yourself. Your lips hug your finger quickly coating it in your glistening juices. Feeling your vagina squeeze your finger and your finger penetrate your vagina makes you wild with lust. You thrust into your pussy recklessly, slamming your palm against your clit and causing you to pant along with every thrust. Is this what sex is? Why had no one told you?
"Okay, that's probably enough," Julie announces a minute or so later. "But I do have a question: what boy do you fancy right now?"
You had continued pounding your finger into your cunny even after your sister told you that you could stop, but her question brings you to pause. If you're honest with her, she probably won't like the answer.
"Umm... Jordan."
"Jor- wait, my boyfriend?!"
"It's only a crush!" you quickly defend yourself. "And you asked!"
Julie looks like she's about to start into it with you then stops and sighs instead.
"Fine. I guess he'll do."
"Do? For what?"
"He'll be the lucky boy who gets this video!"
You abruptly right yourself in bed bringing your hands up to cover your open mouth. You're in such shock that you barely even realize that you're pressing your wet finger against your lip.
"What?!! You can't send that!"
"Why else do you think I was recording you?"
"I... I didn't think about it," you admit.
"Well relax. Jordan is super cool. We sext all the time."
"B-but... how do you know he won't share it?"
Julie scoffs at you. "He wouldn't do that. Besides, I've sent him worse."
"Can I get that video too?" Brendan asks, a hand deep down the front of his pants.
"You don't even have a phone!"
Brendan slowly shifts his arm about. "Yeah, but... can I get it too?"
