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

    doubted Stephanie would let her go out without it, anyway. She wasn't sure she blamed her. She'd probably get horny and end up finger fucking herself in the middle of lunch. She opted for the longest of the skirts, which ended just above her knees. It was dark blue, and not tight enough that the outline of the belt would be very visible. She pulled a tight matching top over her head, no bra, and saw that it left her midriff bare. Sexy, but not quite slutty. Of course, her hard nipples poking through the thin fabric helped cross that line. It didn't even cross her mind to put on a bra. That should have been another indication that she was no longer the old Tori. She put on a little bit of makeup, but didn't make herself look like a prostitute, as Stephanie had done the day prior. She checked herself in her full-length mirror. She looked good. She was cute, sexy, a touch of slut. She pinched her nipples and gasped, gave herself a sultry little pout and giggled. If she'd been anyone else, she'd want to fuck her. She paused at that thought. Is that what she was doing, subconsciously? Was she trying to get Tim to fuck her? She didn't think so, but her sex-crazed brain was funny these days. She sighed. It wouldn't happen anyway. Her cunt was locked up, and her ass was plugged. She turned around, checked her ass in the mirror. The butt plug was hidden. She wondered why she hadn't just taken it out, but decided that she liked the feeling of fullness it gave her, and the sensations ...
    it sent through her body when she walked or sat on it. Her clock read just at thirty minutes since she'd hung up the phone, and she heard the roar of Tim's car in the driveway. He did like to rev that big engine. She picked up a little purse, dropped her phone and keys inside, slipped on a pair of blue slut heels, and went downstairs. Tim was knocking on the door. Tori breathed and threw it open. Tim's big grin warmed her heart. Her handsome boyfriend looked great, as always. She threw herself into his muscled arms, pressed her head to his chest, and heard his heart beating in his chest. She pulled away, leaned up and gave him a kiss. Tim, used to her chaste lip pecks, gasped as Tori's tongue went into his mouth. She sucked at his tongue hungrily, pressing her tits into his body. She moaned lustily as she devoured his mouth. He could feel her nipples hard against him. No bra? She finally pulled her tongue from his mouth, looking into his astonished face. She gave him a crooked smile. “Did you miss me?” she said. “Uh, yeah,” “I missed you, too,” “You look great!” he exclaimed. He'd never seen Tori dressed this way. Skirts were definitely not her, and the tight top, no bra. She looked amazing. “Are you sure you're Tori?” he asked. “Yes, you big lughead. It's really me,” “You're gorgeous,” “Why, thank you. You're quite dashing yourself,” She spun around, letting him get a good look at her. “Well, I don't know what they did to your fashion sense in that place, but I like it,” he ...
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