Sisters On Camera, part 4 - Sex Stories

Sisters On Camera, part 4

... to go to days without fresh videos from her sister, and she assumed Kerry had no wish to take a break either. Not this early in the relationship. Lindley sighed and stroked her clit as she thought of Spencer. Then she begin to imagine her sister masturbating at the same time, and began to rub herself more vigorously while she probed her cunt with a pen. She loved to insert pens in her pussy and walk from one class to the next with one or two still inside her. This one would spend most of the day in her vagina as the act of public masturbation thrilled her such that she just couldn't stop herself from enjoying another session later in the day. Lindley's dear friend and occasional dominant fuckbuddy Jeff served as her witness, noting her time on a card just as Adam had done. Two minutes and forty six seconds for the first orgasm. She was off to a promising start. For Lindley the experience was sexy and fun. For Kerry it was degrading, horrifying and dehumanizing. - "Nice PJs, slut." The tall, beautiful schoolgirl smiled at Kerry as she stood in the restroom doorway, blocking her path. With healthy, tan skin and DD breasts, she could pass easily for an adult though she was only a year older than Kerry. Angie was her name, Kerry remembered with some difficulty. Her sister Carmela was one of Lindley's friends. One of those horrible girls who watched her endure rape and then laughed at her. Kerry knew instantly that this girl was every bit as mean as her sister. "Thank you, ...

... ma'am." Kerry replied, staring at the floor, eliciting a delighted giggle from Angie. She never dropped the submissive act. There was always a chance one of her rapists was listening from just outside the door, or that they had roped Angie into some scheme to degrade her. "What are those boys doing to your head, Kerry Shipman?" Angie asked while touching Kerry gently on the shoulder. "I saw you finger yourself in class. You really just do whatever they say?" Kerry backed away, eyes flashing with panic. "N... no, ma'am. I masturbate in class because I'm horny. I dress and act like a whore all of the time... because... because I really need cock! My pussy is just always wet!" Angie smiled brightly and interrupted Kerry before she could continue with her obviously unwilling self-deprecation. "Okay, c'mon. You need to spend some time with girls. Swallowing all of those boys' cum is messing with your brain." Angie took Kerry by the arm and Kerry followed timidly, too weak and exhausted to protest. Kerry actually found the sight of naked women refreshing. Recent experiences had caused her to wonder if she might prefer the company of women to men sexually as well as emotionally, though she knew from the way her pussy tingled around boys that she was ultimately not a lesbian. She felt nonetheless safe within the walls of the girls' locker room. Her female classmates had beautiful bodies in a wide and diverse variety. She took the opportunity to remove her humiliating nightgown and the ...