Exotic World, WIP

How Laura Started it Off

All of this started with my big sister, which was weirder back then, back when herm girls were still super edgy. Laura'd always defied that eldest-child-straight-shooter-overachiever stereotype. She wore lots of black, dyed her hair, had her own little storm clouds hanging around her. Me, as just a middle schooler, definitely appreciated it when she took up corsets on a regular basis. Little did I know!

Mom and dad chewed her out when they found out she'd pierced her nipples. After that they tried to clamp down on her, and that pushed her to rebel even more. I got pulled in one day in the early fall of my seventh grade year. We'd gotten a late thunderstorm that skunked out track practice, sending me home early. I expected the house to be empty, but as I got in I could hear a thumping sound. Odd. I kicked off my shoes and headed up to my room. The noise got louder and I...well, I started to flush as I recognized that sound. Damn, did Laura have a boy over? We never knew about her dating life, since for all she dressed sexy-goth she didn't ever bring home dates and seemed almost asexual. Even *I*'d gotten blowjobs from girls in school. I couldn't believe she was chaste. Driven by my curiosity, I edged to the door and tapped it with a single finger, edging the door open enough to peek through.

Laura lay on her bed, black hair strewn on the pillow, her chest heaving in her snug purple corset. Her arms stretched over her stomach and her whole body undulated as she jacked off a huge cock. Attached to her. I'd arrived at the right moment, since just a few seconds later she let out a moan and her shaft erupted with cum, splattering it over her bare legs.

"Holy shit," I hissed. I couldn't help myself. Laura's eyes, still glazed with experience from her orgasm, shifted and locked on the door. "Fuck!" she cried. She slid off the bed and got up, storming towards the door, flining splatters of cum as she went. The door flew open and my big sister grabbed me by my shirt and tugged me in. I could have resisted her if I hadn't been so surprised - as it was I got tossed like a rag doll. I hit her bed and immediate got to my feet, thinking of what I'd just seen happen there.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Laura demanded.

"Me!? When did you get a cock?" I replied.

"Why were you spying on me?" she repeated. She? Had my sister always been a guy? No, I thought, I'd seen her at the beach before and there's no way she could have hidden such an unusualness. "I heard something when I got home," I said, blinking.

"Stop staring!" Laura cried. Her shaft was going soft, but still seemed large. I could hear it slap on her thighs as she turned and grabbed a skirt, climbing into it quickly. She'd favored maxi-skirts lately, and this big cargo skirt hid her quite effectively. "I..." I sputtered, as Laura sat down in her desk chair.

"Ugh, come on. You know there's herm girls out there," Laura said.

"Yeah," I replied, "Porn stars and celebrities not like....you."

"Yes me," Laura said. "Me now. I'm still a girl, I've just got...a bonus," she said with a wicked grin. "You know Cindy Foster?" she asked.

Cindy was a sophomore at the high school, in Laura's grade. They'd been friends back when they were tiny, only to drift apart when Laura went gothy-emo and Cindy went perky cheerleader. Cindy's little brother was in my class too, and so everybody knew when she arrived at school a few months back showing a baby bump. Everybody'd assumed it was the fault of Cindy's on-again-off-again boyfriend Darryl. Hell, he acted like it was. Laura, though, was smiling too much, so I asked, "You?"

"About four months ago," she started. "I mean I'd been thinking about it," she says, "and after mom and dad chewed me out for my parents, I'm like, fuck it." That explained why Laura'd been so cagey and quiet of late. "Cindy was my first outing."

"Shit," I said.

"That's what she said," Laura answered, putting on an uncharacteristic smile and winking at me.

"How?" I asked. My mind groped for explanation as a way to ground itself, to avoid dealing with the sheer strangeness of it all.

"Internet," Laura answered. "Got this stuff from some foreign place. Company's in Be

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