The Second Place Sister: Ch. 7 - Sex Stories

The Second Place Sister: Ch. 7

... care. Stephanie felt a thrill over it. Every time someone did a double take, confirmed that their eyes did indeed see a tiny redhead slobbering on a pornstar-sized cock next to them, Stephanie giggled. Tori felt so embarrassed, and yet so horny. She couldn't be upset with Cindy, though. She knew how the girl was, and she'd signed up to deal with it for the rest of her life. This was the new normal. Mike groaned in the back seat as he blew his load into Cindy's talented mouth. She eagerly guzzled it, and then came up gasping for breath. Collecting the few drops that had squeezed through her lips, she licked her fingers clean. “Oh, wow! Thanks, so much!” she said, “I was starving!” She giggled and gave Mike a peck on the cheek. “Uh, yeah,” Mike said, “Any time. That was amazing!” For just a second Tori could swear she saw a look of jealousy cross her twin's face, but it was gone the next second. She must have imagined it. Cindy was tucking Mike's big cock back into his pants. They were almost home. Tori wasn't sure exactly what she was feeling. Would it still feel like home? Stephanie pulled into the drive and parked the car. The four of them got out, Mike taking the two girl's bags for them. Stephanie led them to the door and let everyone inside. Tori paused in the entryway, taking stock. Cindy began to flit around the house, making excited little noises as she explored her new home. She dragged Mike along with her by the hand. “You okay, sissy?” Stephanie asked. “Yeah, ...

... Stephie,” She said distantly, “It just feels...different.” Stephanie hugged her sister tightly, and then kissed her softly on the lips. “It is different,” she said, “everything is going to be different. It's going to be better,” she said huskily, and kissed her again. Tori froze. She remembered the last time Stephanie had kissed her in her room, and then fingered her pussy. It seemed like years ago. She'd been shocked, and disgusted then, more at herself than Stephanie. Now, though, it felt good. It felt really good. She hardly gave a thought to opening her mouth, letting Stephanie stick her tongue into it. She felt up Stephanie's big tits, kissed her like a little lesbian whore, moaned into her mouth. Stephanie broke away and grinned at her. “Welcome home,” she said, and walked away. Tori stood like a statue, her pussy aching. Her breathing was ragged and her head spun. Had she really just made out with her sister? She knew that she was a stupid slut, now, but her own sister getting her hot? It was wrong! She picked up her bag from where Mike had dropped it near the door. She couldn't hear Mike and Cindy anymore, and wondered where they'd gotten off to, but she also wanted to go to her room. She needed new clothes. She needed a shower. She needed a nap. Most of all, she needed to cum, and felt frustrated that the clinic kept a hold on her, even here. She sighed and stalked up the stairs, paused outside her door. She felt like an intruder. Like she was about to walk into some ...