The Danielle Discovery - Sex Stories

The Danielle Discovery

... legs. Her inner labia protruded noticeably, unlike Danielle's which were hidden inside her outer lips and Kara appeared completely hairless. She must wax.

After drying her feet, Kara stepped into her white lace panties, which were shaped like very short shorts. Then she obligingly turned around again while putting on the matching bra, fastening it at the front around her tummy, spinning it around, then pulling it up over her breasts and slipping the straps up her arms and over her shoulders. She adjusted each breast to sit comfortably in it's respective cup, taking one last look back at me in the mirror. Finally she put on the hoodie and zipped it up just enough to cover her bra while exposing plenty of cleavage, and pulled on the jogging bottoms which, true to form, hugged her bum quite tightly.

Kara exited the bathroom and sat down on the bed next to Danielle, taking a drink from her bottle of Bacardi. Meanwhile, her display had done nothing to quell my swelling erection and I tried to subtly re-arrange myself in my jeans to avoid anything becoming too obvious.

Danielle leaned over to Kara with the magazine and pointed at something.

"Do you have anything like this?" she asked her sister.

"Um, yeah, top right, at the back" Kara replied.

Danielle jumped off the bed and walked into the wardobe, then a few seconds later walked out carrying a hanger holding a short plaid skirt.

"Think it would work with this top?" she asked looking to Kara.

"One way to ...

... find out!" Kara replied.

Danielle kicked off her shoes and undid her skin tight jeans, peeling them down her legs to reveal today's thong colour of choice which was, rather unusually, also black. Kara wolf-whistled as Danielle stripped before us both.

"Don't get a boner over there!" Kara called out looking in my direction and cupping her hands round her mouth, before taking another swig of her drink.

Danielle spent the next 20 minutes or so trying on various items of Kara's extensive wardrobe. Between ensembles she stood in her underwear drinking her Bacardi. I watched on from my position on the beanbag, my cock becoming ever more engorged.

"We should play truth or dare!" announced Danielle as she slipped out of the dress she had just tried on, discarding it on the pile of clothes now mounting up at the end of the bed.

I had never seen Danielle as the typical teenage girl, one who enjoyed discussing fashion with her girl friends or playing silly sleepover games. But her dynamic with her half-sibling seemed to be totally different from her relationship with any of the girls at school. It was like she had a best friend.

"Ahhh Danz!" groaned Kara covering her eyes with her hands.

Danielle, still in her underwear, picked up her now empty bottle and sat down on the floor next to me, placing the bottle on its side in front of her. Then raising her arm in the air and making an exaggerated come here gesture, she called Kara over.

Kara got off the bed and sat ...