The Second Place Sister: Ch. 7 - Sex Stories

The Second Place Sister: Ch. 7

... practically bouncing in her seat, “Maybe he can fuck Tori, too! Tori, you'd really love his dick!” “I don't want to fuck my brother!” Tori said. “Why not?” Stephanie asked, “I mean, you already licked your sister's snatch, and let your mom eat your pussy. What's the big deal? It's only a dick,” “But...Stephie! It's wrong! It's nasty! It's something a slut...would...do,” she trailed off. Stephanie giggled, “Do you know any sluts?” she joked, “Besides, that hungry little cunt of yours is probably all juicy right now just thinking about getting fucked, isn't it?” She was right. It was. “Oh, mine is!” Cindy agreed. Tori was still trying to grasp the fact that her brother had fucked Stephanie. The thought both disgusted her and made her incredibly horny. She couldn't deny that when she'd seen Mike's cock in Cindy's mouth yesterday, she'd wanted to get in the back seat and put it in her mouth, too. In fact, she'd thought about it a lot since then. How would something that big feel inside her? How hard would she cum with that huge fuckstick pumping her juicy cunt? The more she imagined laying next to Cindy, watching her body get filled up with Mikes cock, waiting her turn to feel it herself, the hotter she was getting. Her pussy was leaking on Stephanie's leather seats. She tried to think of something else, anything else, and fight the urge to get herself off. Stephanie was pulling into the mall parking lot now. Stephanie parked the car, and the three girls got out. She looked at ...

... the spot where Tori was sitting, saw the little wet spot and took the opportunity to humiliate her sister once again. “Tori,” She said sweetly, “be a dear and clean up the seat where your cunt got it all wet, would you?” Tori looked at her blankly. She didn't have a towel, napkins, a Kleenex, anything to wipe up the seat. “I don't have anything to clean it with,” She said. “Sure you do,” Stephanie said, sticking her tongue out. “You want me to lick it up?” Tori asked. “Oh, I'll do it, Stephie!” Cindy offered. “No, it's Tori's mess,” Stephanie said, “and she needs to take care of it. Go on, sissy.” Tori gingerly bent over and put her face to the seat. She licked at her wet spot, feeling Stephanie's hand slide up her skirt and rub her dripping slit. She gasped as she lapped up the little puddle of pussy juice, while her sister fingered her horny cunt in the parking lot. “That's good, Tori,” Stephanie said, pulling her hand away. Tori stood up and pulled her skirt down. Stephanie nodded, and the three of them walked up to the mall, turning heads left and right. As they walked through the weekend crowd, dicks became stiff, jaws fell to the floor, men whistled, wives frowned and pulled their husbands along, girlfriends slapped their boyfriends' eyes back into their heads. Stephanie relished the power of her body on display. Cindy couldn't help but stare at every crotch that walked by, wondering how big their dicks were. Tori shuffled along uncomfortably, her pussy dripping wet, ...