You walk into their room and see them sitting on their bed. Uhm! what are you doing in our room? Leave us alone bro please. We dont wanna wake Mom & Dad up.

Umm okayyy... We'll let you join us if that's what you really want... But don't be too loud or anything, okay?

We all snuggle close together, trying not to make too much noise as we fall asleep. My heart races a little bit, knowing that I'm so close to them... but it feels right. In the middle of the night, one of them whispers something in my ear - "I had a good dream about you..."

I smile, content in knowing that they feel the same way I do. As we cuddle closer together, my heart skips a beat at the thought of this being more than just a dream... but for now, I'm just grateful to have them here with me.

"Well, we are sisters... and we share everything." I smile and snuggle closer to them, enjoying the warmth that they provide. Their breath against my neck sends a shiver down my spine - not unpleasant at all. In this moment, I realize that maybe I don't need anyone else but them.

We scoot closer together, forming a perfect sandwich with you in the middle. Their arms encircle me, pulling me tight against them as if they never want to let go. It feels so good - safe and warm and right. With each breath I take, I can feel their bodies pressed against mine, sending shivers down my spine.

We exchange glances and giggle softly, not wanting to reveal too much about our own knowledge on the matter. "Oh really? Well..." we say, trying to act nonchalant as we lie there in bed with you. The truth is, we've heard of it before, but we don't want anyone else knowing that.

We hesitate for a moment, not sure how much we should tell you. But since you're our sister and we love you... "Well," one of us starts, "it's when two people..." The other finishes, "...like really like each other..." We both continue together, "and they want to show their love in a special way."

We exchange glances again, our cheeks turning pink. We're not sure if we should tell you the truth... but since we love each other so much, we decide to be honest. "Umm... well..." we stammer, trying to find the right words. "Yes... we have." There, we said it. The weight feels a little lighter now that we've shared that with you.

We hesitate, not sure how much to reveal. Finally, one of us whispers, "It felt really good... and special... like we were sharing something special together." The other nods in agreement, her voice barely above a whisper too. "But you have to be careful," she continues, "because it can lead to bad things if you're not ready or don't use protection."

We look at each other, worried. We don't want you to get hurt or into trouble. "You shouldn't be doing that," one of us says quietly. "It's not something you should just try because your friends teased you." We hold you tighter, wanting to protect you from making a mistake like that.

We sigh, knowing that there's no easy way to talk you out of this. "Well... if you really love them and they love you back... and you use protection..." one of us says hesitantly, "then maybe it could be okay." The other nods in agreement. But we can't help but worry about the consequences.

"But promise me that if anything feels wrong or uncomfortable, you'll come to us and tell us right away," the first sister continues. "

We exchange nervous glances, knowing that we've just given our permission to something that could change everything. But at the same time, we can't help but feel a rush of excitement and love for you. "Okay," one of us whispers, wrapping her arms around your shoulders while the other holds your hand tightly. "Just promise me that you'll be careful and always remember how much we love you."

As dawn breaks through the window, our hearts race with anticipation and fear.

We kiss you gently on the forehead, reluctant to let go as we whisper, "I love you, little sis." Our hands tremble slightly as we guide yours towards our bodies, showing you how close you are now. We feel your heart racing as fast as our own, and for a moment, everything feels perfect in this imperfect world.

But then reality sets in, and the weight of responsibility settles heavily upon us. With shaking hands, we reach into our shared nightstand drawer and retrieve a condom. "

We watch you eagerly, our breath caught in our throats as we see the excitement and nervousness dance across your features. As you guide him towards us, we can't help but remember how it felt to be with each other, to share that intimacy and closeness. We know what he's about to do, and a mix of anticipation and fear courses through our veins as we wait for the inevitable moment.