Sharing My Room With My s****r (Part2) - Sex Stories

Sharing My Room With My s****r (Part2)

... off, she moved to the other side. Izzy reached down and applied some more, this time deep between her fat pussy lips. She leaned back more and closed her eyes. Willow tongue dove deep inside, looking for every last drip of honey. Izzy was breathing more heavily, and with her free hand was caressing her pussy around Willow's tongue. With two fingers, she slowly separated her lips, letting Willow in deeper and deeper. Pushing her aside for just a moment, Izzy lathered what was left of the honey into her pussy, and Willow dove back in. Continuing to spread herself apart, she took her other hand and started rubbing vigorously on her clit. It took her just a minute more to cum. Her butt lifted slightly from the chair and she could barely keep herself from squeezing Willow's head between her thighs. Willow, completely undeterred, slurped rhythmically into her, her long, fat tongue nearly vanishing deep inside Izzy's pussy with each lick. Settling back into her seat, Izzy released herself and gripped the arms of the chair, eyes still closed. Willow's tongue continued to lick at her, moving farther up to clean off what Izzy's hand had smeared on her clit. Izzy gripped the chair tighter and exhaling, thrust ever so slightly again. Willow gradually lost steam and Izzy pulled her gently aside, closing her legs and sitting up. Abby and I just sat silently, still watching her. Blushing, she got up, grabbed her pants and went into the bathroom. She came back in fully dressed and stood ...

... before us, as if awaiting judgment. &#034You do that at home, too?&#034 I stammered. &#034Yeah, I have a lab. I saw it on the Internet, and once I'd tried it, it felt so good I just kept doing it. Every time a dog sniffs me, I'm just sure everyone will guess that it’s more interested than it should be. And I know every boy would think it’s gross. I've tried to stop, but every time I get real horny and do it again.&#034 Izzy seemed near tears again, possibly regretting her decision to show us. None of us knew really what to do next. We'd all seen our more private secrets exposed, but nothing quite seemed to be broken. Abby finally broke the tension. She stood up and gave Izzy a hug. Izzy started crying and seemed to melt a bit in Abby's arms. Her tension seemed to slowly ooze from her. Abby looked inquisitively at me. &#034I think everyone has secrets they keep from people who are too judgmental. If it feels right and no one gets hurt, I don't see how it can be so bad.&#034 &#034So we're ok, then?&#034 Izzy asked. &#034I think so,&#034 I said. We all went in and sat down on the couch. We spent an hour watching TV silently, processing and coming down from the adrenaline rush of what had happened. We left to take Izzy home before Mom got off work. As we dropped her off, I wondered just how our new revelations would change things. It was after school on another Friday, and I headed to my car. My s****r Abby was already there, waiting for me. With her was her new friend Izzy. I'd been ...