"Clare" - Chapter 4:- “A Little More About Me” - Sex Stories

"Clare" - Chapter 4:- “A Little More About Me”

... changed.

We simply had no privacy.

So Ella and I have this love-hate relationship. Maybe it is normal for older teenage sisters, who share the same space and are naturally competitive.

But despite sleeping in the same bedroom, I had never seen my sister naked, nor had she seen me. We use the bathroom to change if the other is in the bedroom. But I do occasionally wonder what she looks like naked. Perhaps weirdly, sometimes, when she glances over in my direction, I have the feeling she might think the same about me.

I do not know much about my sister's sex life other than she sometimes masturbates in the dark. It is something we both do but never talk about. She might not know about my interest in girls, but she certainly is well aware that I am very sexually active.My whole family knew that!

Whether she was still a virgin, I did not know, but Ella certainly would not turn to me for advice. To me, Ella was an enigma. She was nearly eighteen and had plenty of friends of both sexes, but hardly ever went out. She seemed to prefer to spend her time with a book or doing homework.

Yes, it was not just her hair colour that made her so different to me. It was annoying. She was Miss Goody Two Shoes, and because of that, she put Mum’s entire spotlight on me. To mum, Ella could do no wrong, or if I put it simply, my mum thinks the sun shines out of my sister’s ass!

Not that I am bitter or anything.

But I wondered about Ella. She is a good-looking girl, with ...

... nice-sized breasts, a good figure and long blonde hair. She could be with anyone that she wanted, that is, if she just tried. I couldn’t understand why she was not more like me. Out there, meeting people, and sexually experimenting.

But that was her problem, not mine. I had enough of my own.

“Come on, who was he?” Ella muttered from the top bunk, her eyes now burrowing down on me.

“David?” she then questioned.

“I thought he had a girlfriend, though I guess that wouldn’t stop you.”

I sighed. It was going to be a long morning waiting for the bathroom to become free. I needed time to think, and above all, I needed time to soak in the bath and bathe my sore pussy.

*****

Later, after I had relaxed in the bath, I reapplied the nappy cream and then threw on a loose, summery dress, leaving my knickers off to let my sore pussy breathe.

For once, Ella had decided to go out after telling me, “She had done her turn.” She was talking about looking after my brothers and the time I soaked in the bath, all of thirty minutes. But today, I didn’t care; I needed some time on my own, time to think.

I phoned Brenda. She laughed when I told her my problem, but also said to me she had some special numbing cream, which would greatly help. We made arrangements for me to go over tomorrow. Today, with my mum at work and my dad playing golf, his latest thing, I would end up being at home;babysitting.

Jaz phoned. With me now in limbo, not working and waiting to start college, we ...