1. The Second Place Sister: Ch. 8


    Date: 9/17/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Bondage and restriction, Female Domination, Group Sex, Humiliation, Incest, Masturbation, Non-consensual sex, Reluctance, Author: Hamlin, Rating: 93.5, Source: sexstories.com

    were always talking about sneaking in to see the skin flicks, but Tori didn't know much about it otherwise. “I'm sure you're going to have a lot of fun,” Tori said distantly. “Do you want to come?” Cindy asked. “No!”Tori said, a little too forcefully, “I mean, no thanks. I'm...well, I don't know what I'm going to do,” Her thoughts turned to the black dildo on her nightstand, the ache in her cunt, the plug still lodged in her ass. She shook her head, trying to make the dirty thoughts go away. She had to get control of her cunt. She just had to! “Well, if you change your mind you're always welcome,” Cindy said, “I think I'll go have a shower!” Tori gave her a little wave goodbye, then sat at the table and stared at nothing, munching her toast like a robot. What was she going to do? Her recent incarceration had guaranteed that she'd lost her place on the track team, so summer practice on Monday afternoons was out. That made her sad. She's spent the last decade on the track, and now it was gone. All her work amounted to nothing. She fought back tears at the thought, and instead tried to focus. She needed her life back on track. It was a new day, and she had all the power in the world to make it whatever she wanted. Except that her pussy was so hot. She growled in frustration, and launched out of her chair. Before she knew exactly what she was doing, she was running out the door. She didn't care that she was in her bathrobe. She just wanted to run. She darted down the driveway. ...
    Fuck pacing herself. She hit the end of the drive at a dead run, like she was in the final heat, neck-and-neck with her sister on her heels. The warm summer air blew through her hair. She banked right, down the sidewalk, ignoring the looks she got from people working in their yards. Her robe was starting to come undone, but she didn't even notice. Her mind was tunneled on the goal line, her bare feet slapping the concrete. They hurt, but the pain was good. It kept her centered, distracted her mind from the feelings in her cunt. She was quite a sight, her robe billowing behind her, her body on display for anyone that could look quickly enough before she passed by. Her legs and lungs were burning now, but she pushed forward. This was right. This was what she knew. This is who she was. She was a track star, state champion. She was...running into a man's chest and bowling him to the ground! She went down in a tangle of limbs, taking the stranger with her. They tumbled to the concrete with a mingled cry of surprise, and Tori rolled onto her back, looking at the sky. She heard the man groan as he slowly got to his feet, and then she saw a hand extended toward her. His face hovered over her, round, grinning, friendly. She saw his eyes scan her body, which was totally exposed. She blushed in embarrassment, but took his hand and let him help her to her feet. She quickly pulled her robe closed around her. “I'm so sorry,” she apologized, “I didn't even see you,” “Well, I've been run over ...
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