Ahhhhh! (Frustration)

I can't go to the shops....most of them are closed anyway.  I can't sit in a coffee shop and casually flash myself at a stranger. I can't go to a nightclub in the hope of getting picked up and fucked. I can't have anyone's hands on me except my own!  And it's driving me fucking crazy! I want sex! I want sexual contact, and I want it lovingly, tenderly, dirtily, raunchy, rip my clothes off and fuck me raggedly. My sister feels the same. (Who'd have thought). We have had some really cool sister to sister talks about sex recently. It turns out that my unadventurous and I thought still a Virgin sister isnt! She says she lost her cherry years ago, and although she certainly doesn't look or dress the part is if anything more of a slut that I am.  But two horny, frustrated girls talking about sex together isn't a good idea....or maybe it is. All I know is I sat there listening to her telling me how she would like a guy to fuck her from behind and me getting wetter and wetter! I couldn't keep still either. It actually felt like Imhad ants biting my clit....I suppose that's where we get the expression "antsy" from.  So, we were sitting by the pool (dressed) dangling our legs in the water as she talked. "Masturbating just isn't doing it for me. Oh I cum alright....no problem there....but I just don't feel satisfied. I need something more.....something raunchy.....something really dirty." Huh! Preaching to the choir, sister! I told her I've been masturbating like crazy but feel much the same. It dawned on me that even though 90% of my sexual fantasies are about girls, what I really needed right there and then was a guy!  I want to be fucked.....ravaged....screwed.....in as many ways as is possible. Oral, anal, vaginal, just....well....fuck me!  For a moment we sat there, no doubt playing an unspoken game of "Who's the wettest?"  Oh, I'd love to tell you she pulled out a strap on and fucked me....or I magically made one appear and fucked her, but this is reality, not fantasy. We just sat there in total silence each wishing our knight in shining armour would come and fuck us. And then it just happened. Don't ask me how it started but suddenly we were rolling around like a couple of 13 year olds at a sleepover tickling each other. There wasn't anything sexual in it.....just a release of energy. But then it changed. My thigh was between her legs and pressing against her....her leg was between mine pressing against me, and then there was a rhythm. The giggling stopped and we began in earnest. I grabbed her boob, she put both hands on my arse and pulled me tighter against her. Then the kissing started. Tongues....everything.  I felt her cum. Even though I didn't have my fingers in her, it was unmistakable...the look of desperation on her face...how she spread her legs wide and the prefect "O" of her mouth. By this time she had her hands under my panties and was clutching my arse....fucking hard, but the pain only served to get me closer. What tipped me over was the breathless "cum...with..me".  I admit, I was sacred to cum. Just lately, I've been either squirting or peeing with every orgasm. Sometimes inetnationally, sometimes becomes I just got swept up in it all. In fact, I've come to rather enjoy masturbating with a very full bladder and peeing as I cum.  Even if I'd tried to resist cumming I couldn't have. This was the first physical sexual contact I've had for ages. I felt her thigh muscles twitching as her own orgasm ripped into her and I came....oh boy....how I came....and came....and came.  And yes, I wet myself. It ran over her leg of course, but also found its way to her panties where, once the heat had died down she asked me outright if I'd peed. I admitted it. She thought for a few seconds and said "I should be disgusted but.....actually.....hmmm."  We stayed by the pool...neither of us wanting to move until as we lay there in the sun, I felt her hand brush against my leg, then my panties, and then inside my panties. She brought me off to a sweet orgasm in seconds before I returned the favour.  What made it really nice was the flood that I felt as she came.  I can see us exploring a little more before this lockdown ends.  I wonder how many other siblings have found release with each other during the quarantine?