Carrie saw you

Carrie looked at me, a little red faced, but with a smile on her face. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your play time. I understand... I mean... Well, we all do it. I know I do."

I looked up at her. She was so beautiful with that flushed face of hers. She couldn't take her eyes off of me, and i decided maybe this was more than just a random chance. "So you like to play, too?" I asked, not knowing what else to say. I mean, I had just been caught fantasizing about her. I was on the verge of cumming.

"Yes, I do" Carrie admitted. "But I don't have normal fantasies."

This statement kind of puzzled me, so I decided to press her for clarification. But in a round about way. "I know what you mean. I guess my fantasies aren't normal either. I've yet to have sex with anyone because of them."

Carrie came over and sat on the edge of the tub. "Really?" she asked in amazement. "I'm still a virgin too. I just haven't found anyone who shares my interests, or who can understand me."

I smiled at her. "It's a small world we live in. I feel much the same way."

Carrie seemed to struggle for a moment with something inside her. "I hope you don't mind my asking, but do your fantasies perhaps involve girls, and not boys? I-I don't mean any offense by asking."

I smiled and took hold of her hand. "No offense taken. I do fantasize about being with other girls. To tell you the truth, I was fantasizing about being with you when you walked in."

The look on Carrie's face suddenly changed from apprehensive to delighted. "You were?"

I cupped her face in my hands, and pulled her close. I kissed her on the lips as she wrapped her arms around me. She must have been lost in the kiss because she fell right into the tub on top of me. But she wouldn't break the kiss, and she returned it with a passion I had longed to feel. Our moths slowly opened and we slipped our tongues inside each others' mouth.

Our kiss became a hunger that we could not satisfy as our lips ached for more. My head spun and my senses reeled as I felt the delight of being loved by another person for the very first time. I knew in my heart this was love, and I wanted to give Carrie everything that was the essence of me, and to know the true essence of her in return. Our breathless moans and sighs became louder, hotter, and primal.

It was about that moment we heard the front door open. Carrie pulled away from me, still trying to catch her breath. "That's my sister Erika" she exclaimed. "She gets home a little later than I do. She drives." But for some strange reason, Carrie didn't try to remove herself from the tub. She sat there, soaking wet, on top of me even as Erika's footsteps could be heard coming up the stairs. She stroked the side of my face and kissed me again. "Don't worry. Erika is like us, too. I want her to find us together. That's also been one of my fantasies."