The Best Kind of Sister

Anna's sorority sisters are determined to find out the truth about her!

Transcript: “So is it true?” Tiffany asked Anna eagerly, as Lauren looked on with equal anticipation. They’d finally cornered Anna and now they intended on getting the truth about their youngest sorority sister one way or another!

“What’s true?” Anna replied, trying to play dumb.

“Oh you know,” Tiffany responded as Lauren gestured crudely with her hands, “that you have a little something extra down there—or not so little from what I hear…”

Anna tried not to let her surprise show. How had they heard!? Or the better question, how had she been found out? As far as she knew, no one, not even the boys she’d dated—including even the few that she’d enjoyed some intimacy with—had ever shown any signs of suspicion regarding her true sex, but somehow her big and grandbig had caught wind of it, and through the grapevine no less! Anna tried not to think of what might happen to her if they were able to find hard evidence, especially since the three of them shared a room in the sorority house.

Trapped between Lauren’s well toned body and Tiffany’s keen hands, Anna could do nothing as Tiffany’s adventurous fingers wandered up her sensitive inner thigh. Anna tried to distract herself, doing her calculus homework in her head, but it was already too late; she could feel her cock beginning to stir and breaking free from its soft cotton prison.

“Ooh, I think it is true,” Lauren murmured excitedly as she noticed the tent raising itself in the middle of Anna’s dress.

With a sparkle in her eye, Tiffany slowly lifted the hem of Anna’s dress until Anna’s cock, which stood tall and proud much to Anna’s embarrassment, was entirely visible for all three to see.

“You bitch!” Tiffany screamed, as Anna braced herself for the worst. “You’ve been holding out on us this whole time—Lauren and I have been using strap-ons when you’ve had that all along—and keeping that gorgeous thing all to yourself!?”

This time Anna couldn’t hide her surprise, but the accusations weren’t entirely true. Anna hadn’t touched herself since moving into the house, even though she’d definitely wanted to, for of fear of being caught, so technically she hadn’t really been holding out on them.

“She’s so big!” Lauren marveled, wide eyed.

“I know,” Tiffany agreed as her delicate hands wrapped themselves around the base of Anna’s throbbing shaft. “She’s much bigger than Thomas, the Sigma Pi stud, and he’s already seven inches…”

The girls were practically salivating.

“So you’re not mad then?” Anna asked quizzically.

“Only mad that you didn’t share,” Tiffany cooed as she licked her lips, “but I think I know how you can make it up to us…”

Anna thought for a moment and then nodded. “Don’t worry, I will. I’ll even wash the sheets after…”