Dark Ideas

The next day, around 7 p.m., Susan Summer fretted, unwilling to leave the shower, as the cold drops of water did nothing to lower her temperature.

“Oh… God… I'm still aroused.”

Since her first orgasm, her body continued to churn for much of the day. She felt as if she were in a hot pool inside, slowly heating up.

“Oh no…again…it's hard.”

What made her discomfort worse was that her Thing was constantly growing, demanding attention. It took all her willpower to NOT touch herself again, becoming ****!

«TOUCH IT…TOUCH IT, YOU'LL FEEL BETTER»

Also, since last night, she was assaulted by lustful thoughts that had never crossed her mind. These new ideas were pushing her to do many bad things.

«USE YOUR THING THAT WAY YOU'LL HAVE SOMETHING TO LET OFF STREAM »

Luckily, the nearly hour of water finally made her Thing shrink, but it was still bigger than it had been at the beginning.

All this accumulation of conflicts had her facing a huge dilemma: Whether or not to go with her best friend Vanessa. With her new state, she was afraid she might do something crazy, but on the other hand, she didn't want to leave her friend hanging.

"Gosh... what should I do? Going like that would be dangerous... but I don't want to make Vanessa feel bad. She's always been kind to me," she said softly as she left the bathroom.

« AND ABOVE ALL, SEXY...SHE MAKES ME WANT TO POSSESS HER »she thought, unwillingly.

Surprised, she shook her head vigorously as she entered her room. Where did that thought come from? Deep down, she knew the answer very well; it was her hormones, her masculine side speaking to her mind, wanting to participate.

"No, no, stop with those dirty thoughts... she's my sister," she scolded herself.

«BUT SHE HAS GREAT BREASTS... HMMM»

Her brain betrayed her again, leading her to imagine Vanessa and the large breasts that attracted boys so much. It was a weapon her friend knew very well how to use, wearing skimpy clothing that highlighted her figure.

The effects of her perverted thoughts were not long in coming, as her nipples flared up, becoming very sensitive.

“Oh… Stop it, Susan, you’re not like that! Calm down, calm down… don’t lose control… 1… 2… 3… 4…”

She squeezed her eyes shut and counted to 10 in an attempt to relax her bustling body. She could feel her frantic heart slowly calming down, just like the rest of her.

“God…this new hormone thing is… it’s a pain, and it only took a little over a day.”

To calm herself down further, she paced back and forth naked. After a few minutes, she checked her phone and saw that it was 7:35. Whether she was going to Vanessa’s house or not, she had to decide now.

«COME ON, YOU HAVE TO DO IT… SHE ASKED YOU…AND YOU LOVE HER»

“Yes… like a big sister,” Susan murmured.

«A VERY BEAUTIFUL SISTER… WHO’S WAITING FOR YOU »

“Right… I can’t keep her waiting, I have to go,” She said more firmly.

She was determined to go to her house to hang out. She was her only friend. She wanted to have fun with her and have something nice for a change…it made sense, right?

«I HAVE TO DRESS WELL…I CAN IMPRESS HER»

She searched deep in her wardrobe for an outfit she was very hesitant to wear due to her **** shyness. But today she felt strangely encouraged by wearing it. It was a bright red blouse and a white skirt a little above her knees.

“Hmm…maybe it’s too much,” she said, looking at the outfit with some hesitation.

«BUT I’D LOOK VERY SEXY AND PRIVICATIVE IN…IT’S NOT THAT BAD»

“No, it isn’t, we’re girls after all…eh…it’s not that out of the ordinary for us to look cute with each other, right?” she said to herself, dispelling her doubts.

Before getting dressed, Susan contemplated herself in the mirror for a few moments. She wasn’t a model, but she wasn’t unpleasant to look at either.

“Hmm…I’m not that bad.”

Her brown eyes, along with her pale skin, gave off an image of innocence; her breasts were quite perky. And as she lowered herself onto her Thing, she briefly felt powerful and virile, like the man she saw on the video.

«I'M SO POWERFUL»

"Oh, Susan, stop thinking about stupid things."

She finished dressing and texted Vanessa that she was on her way; nothing could go wrong, right?

«YEAH, YEAH, GO FIND THAT SEXY FRIEND»

"Here I come."

Little did Susan Summer realize that her good intentions were mingling with her new, dark impulses, making her make hotter decisions more naturally.

The important question was... Would it be good or bad?