The Second Place Sister: Ch. 3 - Sex Stories

The Second Place Sister: Ch. 3

... sweet taste of sweat and fuck honey hit her tongue, she knew it wouldn't be her last. *Framed* With only a few days left in her junior year, Tori was having trouble concentrating. She chalked it up to nerves, but it just seemed like everything around her was happening in a daze recently. She'd be a senior in a few months. The thought had been weighing on her heavily all year. That must be it. She just wasn't sure what she wanted to do next, after high school was behind her. She'd already started getting notices about scholarship opportunities for track from various colleges. Stephanie had gotten some, too. Tori really hoped that she could go to the same school as Stephie. Having her sister there would make life so much better. Stephie was always so supportive. Right now, though, her head hurt. It was hard to focus on what Mr. Hart was saying. She'd never cared for chemistry. Not that her grades weren't good. She was a perfect student, in fact. She just didn't like the way Mr. Hart stared at her like a pervert all the time. The last week, it had been even worse due to the constant tingling in her pussy. And it wasn't just Mr. Hart. Everything had been worse! She'd felt a little sick each day. She was getting headaches. Some days it was hard to keep on task. Her recent visit to the doctor had come up with nothing. The doctor wrote off her feeling as psychological, probably stress related. She was sure the stress would go away once summer began, and things would be fine. The ...

... classroom door opened, and a teacher's aide came in with a note for Mr. Hart. He took it, glanced at it. “Tori,” he said, “The office would like to see you for a moment.” Tori was confused. She'd never been called to the office for anything. She never got in trouble. She was a good girl! Good girls don't cum on their sister's fingers, she thought briefly, then tried to push that dirty thought away. She clumsily pushed herself up from her desk and made her way up to the front of the room, taking the note from Mr. Hart. Her head spun. What could she possibly be needed in the principal's office for? Her head hurting, Tori left the room and slowly made her way to the office. For a moment, she almost forgot where it was! Then, she collected herself and remembered. Yes, it was up toward the front. She pushed past the glass doors leading to the reception desk, where Angie sat busily typing. Last year, Tori volunteered as an office assistant on her free period. Angie had been really nice to talk to. “Hi, Tori,” Angie greeted her happily. “Hey Angie. I guess I'm supposed to see the principal for something?” “Go on in, hon. I'm sure it's nothing. Probably another college coming to try to woo you!” Tori felt better. Maybe it was some good news! She walked past the reception desk to the Principal's door, and knocked softly. “Come in,” Mr. Patterson's voice boomed from behind the door. Tori turned the knob, stepped inside, and was immediately frightened. What was going on? Mr. Patterson sat ...