1. The Second Place Sister


    Date: 4/17/2016, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Female Domination, Group Sex, Humiliation, Incest, Masturbation, Author: Hamlin, Rating: 93.8, Source: sexstories.com

    husband down onto the couch with her. “So, I'm still a little unclear as to what the hell is going on here. Do you mind filling me in?” John took a deep breath, let it out, and started from the beginning of what he'd been able to piece together. *Sisters* “I can carry you,” The words rang in Stephanie's ears as she lay cradled in Tori's arms. It struck her because of the dream, the same dream that plagued her over and ever. Stephanie was smart. She knew that the memory of that day was her subconscious latching onto a fond memory of a time her sister had been there, had helped her. It was a way for the guilt to reach the front of her mind, after being pushed so far back for so long. She'd tried so hard to convince herself that Tori deserved everything that Stephanie had done to her, but once she got it out, admitted it all to her family, it felt small and stupid. Maybe it wouldn't have, if Tori had admitted that she felt the same way, that she had lived her life looking down on Stephanie. But it hadn't happened that way. Tori had reacted differently, and it was so hard to hold onto the hate in the face of such powerful love. She also had to admit to herself that the last week had made it much more difficult to justify her hate. When they'd entered their teen years, the twins had begun to drift apart. They developed new friendships, grew into their own personalities, and Tori had become more distant, more aloof. That was when the hate really began to grow. Stephanie felt ...
    snubbed as Tori became more popular, more successful. Since coming home, though, Tori had been completely different. The intimacy they'd shared over the last seven days had brought them so close. Maybe, closer than they had ever been. She could feel, every time Tori looked at her, each time she told her she loved her, with each lick and suck between her legs, she could feel the truth of that love. And, it had begun to chip away at the rocky core of disdain that she had been holding for so long. “I can't do this without you, Stephie. Please come back to me!” Those simple words, feeling the the truth of them in Tori's embrace, had shattered the thick walls Stephanie had built around her heart. She didn't just feel bad, or guilty for what she'd done. She was destroyed. What she had done, it wasn't forgivable, and yet she'd been forgiven, totally and completely, and that was what hurt the most. Even in the face of life-altering change, having everything stripped away from her, Tori could say such a thing and mean it. It wasn't Tori that deserved the pain, the humiliation. It was herself. Stephanie could feel herself losing her mind as the foundation of resentment, rage, and scorn fell out beneath her. How could she turn around and look into the face that she shared with this person, look into the same eyes as her own, and not wilt with the shame of her actions. But, she had to try, didn't she? If ever she was going to crawl back to some level of sanity, she had to look at Tori. She ...