The Second Place Sister - Sex Stories

The Second Place Sister

... competitive sports, the sport of choice had been track. As runners, they were just about equal. Tori, though, always placed first, beating Stephanie by a few seconds each time. Today was the closest she'd ever come. The only thing Stephanie had come first in was her big teen tits. Stephanie had developed her breasts early on, and where Tori's development had stopped at a nice small C cup, Stephanie's tits had ballooned to D's. She was sure that was why she was always a step behind on the track. Her big heavy udders slowed her down. That had to be it. There was no way Tori was just naturally better at everything. As her family marched into the living room, Stephanie plastered on a big fake smile and pretended to be happy for Tori's success, yet again. “You were great, Tori!” She exclaimed, giving her twin a big hug and mashing her fat tits into Tori's slim runner's body. “You were, too, Stephie,” Tori replied, “One of these days you're going to whip my ass on the track!” Tori's voice dripped with sarcasm. Stephanie burned with anger inside, but she'd learned long ago how to wear a mask. Their parents, John and Melanie, looked on with pride. Their brother, Mike, blew them off and went downstairs. The two sisters broke their embrace. “Race you for the shower!” Tori cried, and took off up the stairs. Stephanie, of course, came in second. *Jealousy* Stephanie was on her knees beneath the desk of her chemistry teacher, Mr. Hart. His pants were down around his ankles, and ...

... Stephanie's little blonde head bobbed up and down on his thick cock. The big-breasted soon-to-be-senior eagerly sucked her teacher's shaft, taking him down her throat to the balls, only to come back up and pull him out of her mouth completely. “Oh, fuck,” the older man groaned, “I'm gonna miss you this summer!” Stephanie stroked his big dick with the copious amounts of saliva she's slavered on it. “You mean you'll miss shoving your fat prick into my teen throat,” she teased, “You'll miss having me stroke your cock between my big slut melons until you blow your cum all over me, right?” The teacher's meat pole throbbed in her hand. He was close to cumming, as Stephanie knew from experience. She'd been blowing her chem teacher for a while now. Not that she needed to. She was smart, and her grades had always been excellent. She just enjoyed the power. From the time she started growing her over-sized fuckbags, she had noticed that men and boys had positively drooled over her. She loved the attention, and the way that she could manipulate them into doing just about anything for her. And if she had to slobber on their dicks once in a while to keep them on a tight leash, what was the harm? Besides, she loved it when they shot their sticky spunk into her throat, or covered her tits with it. She often finger fucked her snatch at night thinking of men cumming on her big tits. She slowed her stroking to an even, deliberate pace, and worked her fist around Mr. Hart's bulbous head. She put the tip ...