The Second Place Sister - Sex Stories

The Second Place Sister

... happen. It's nothing to be ashamed of,” Tori heard her, but she was sobbing so hard that the words hardly registered. Dr. Swell helped her to sit up, and used the same piss and cum-soaked towel to dry her tears. Tori could smell her own fluids all over it. “Why don't I take you back to your room, and you can clean up. Okay?” Tori nodded. She stood up on wobbly legs and pulled up her pants. With the doctor's arm around her, they walked out of the room. Tori couldn't help but notice the wet spot on the front of Ron's pants, where his cock had been bumping against her lips. The hallways were empty as Dr. Swell escorted Tori back to her room. “Go ahead and shower up, Tori,” Swell said, “I'll come back in a few minutes and we'll go down to the cafeteria together. I'm starving!” She tousled the shaken girl's beautiful hair and left her alone. Once she was by herself, Tori began to get a hold of her tears. Mechanically, she set her bag on the bed and began to unpack it. She'd been so frightened the night before that she hadn't taken the time. As she pulled out her things, she noticed that all of her panties and bras were missing. Her personal items were still here, toothbrush, other toiletries, a few books, some notepads, a couple of track suits. All of her underwear, though, was gone. Maybe the clinic supplied their own? She went to the sets of drawers, finding plenty of the light blue scrubs inside, but no underwear. She made a mental note to ask the doctor later. Pulling a new ...

... pair of scrubs out, she took them into the bathroom. The mirror showed her that her face was a mess. She eyes were red and puffy, her hair disheveled. She stripped off the soiled scrubs she was wearing and threw them in the hamper. They smelled like piss. She turned on the shower, and jumped in, not even waiting for the water to warm up. The cold water served to clear her head a little bit. As she soaped up her body, the water gradually heated until it was a nice soothing temperature. As she worked at cleaning herself, especially her crotch, she tried to block out the embarrassing situation she'd just endured. However, when she thought back on it, her pussy started to juice up again. “No, no, no!” she whispered to herself, “Stop that!” But her pussy didn't stop. It became more excited as she washed it and pictured Ron watching her cum with her ass in the air. Soon, she was vigorously masturbating herself, leaning against the shower wall with her fingers plunging in and out of her tight little box. The memory of the thermometer sliding into her ass brought her off, and she came so hard that she had to sit down in the shower for fear she might pass out. After a few moments, she started to come down, and the guilt set in again. She'd just finger fucked herself thinking of the doctor putting a thermometer in her ass! It was disgusting! She pulled herself up and finished her shower. She climbed out and dried herself, avoiding touching her pussy. She knew that if she felt the towel ...