Left in the past and Tiffany moves on.

Tiffany leaned her side against Nathan’s as she picked another short video to pull up. Their arms and legs rubbed each time one of them moved. It wasn’t sexual just stepsiblings hanging out, but the closeness and Nathan’s sex stink was having an arousing effect on Tiffany. She began to become aware of his body in an animal sense. Nathan was in great shape after all. An almost certain-to-be-a-star college athlete. He was strong and muscular. Tiffany knew he could overpower her in a second and there would be nothing she could do about it. She liked her jocks. She’d fucked four guys on Nathan’s team and had let another two finger her.

Underneath her tiny crop top, Tiffany’s nipples had begun to ache. She never needed to wear a bra and the rubbing of the fabric against her sensitive nubs as she and Nathan moved about had them hardening into small points. She really needed to soothe them, or she’d be tender for most of the day. She was sharing a room with her mom Leanne so couldn’t go there for the alone time she needed. If Tiffany could get rid of Nathan for a little bit, she could use his.

“Nathan, go and shower. I’m sick of smelling Asian pussy,” Tiffany said pushing him towards the side of the bed.

Nathan laughed but at least did as he was told, getting up and making his way into the ensuite. “Yeah, I need to get ready for the ceremony anyway and get this stank off me.”

Nathan didn’t close the door, but he would be blocked from view from what Tiffany was about to do.

Reaching under her shirt, Tiffany cupped her diminutive breast and sighed at the instant relief. She had to bite her lower lip to keep from gasping when her thumbs contacted her aching nipples. It felt incredible. Nathan hadn’t turned on the water yet, so she needed to be quiet for now. Exposing her tits, Tiffany closed her eyes and imagined herself with each other groomsmen in turn. Aaron's mostly grey hair leaned over her as he took her. Vinny’s strong back as she clung to him as he pinned her up against a wall. Even Christopher, Tiffany imagined his big black cock being driven into her from behind. Lastly, she flirted with the idea of Nathan’s dad seducing her in a taboo Stepdad/daughter fantasy.

When the sounds of the water started, Tiffany opened her eyes and looked down towards the hilly mound of her pussy in her white Lycra. She loved teasing Nathan by parading her cameltoe around him. It drove him mad, and she’d caused him boners on many occasions. That Asian slut must have fucked him good last night or Tiffany was sure she would have given him another one today.

Holding the waistband, Tiffany pulled her yoga pants up higher forcing her snatch into an even more protuberant display. If Nathan could just see that now he’d mess his pants! Waves of pleasure rolled through Tiffany's young teenage body as the seam of her leggings rubbed against her enflamed clit. Her hips rocked freely as she teased herself.

It was too much. Tiffany needed to orgasm badly. Pulling her pants part of the way down so that her shaven pussy was half exposed, Tiffany reached inside past her white thong and rubbed along her dewy fanny. She was gluey-sticky already. Using two fingers she massaged along her bald pussy lips trapping her clit between her forefingers. Stroking herself, Tiffany began to pant as she diddled herself to a fast peak. She would cum fast and could feel how powerful it might be.

Crashing over, Tiffany cried just as she orgasmed. Her legs closed and her hips shuddered as she kept her hand steady, pressing hard against her clit. She mewed continuously for half a minute as she rode the lightning arching from her pussy and across her body.

“Did you say something, Tiff?” Nathan called out from the depths of the shower.

The water had been shut off at some point during her climax. Tiffany hurriedly pulled her clothes back into place and sucked on her gooey fingers.

She was like that when Nathan came back into his room and repeated his question, “Did you say anything?”

“No,” she lied.

“Oh, well I need you to get out then.”

“I’m done here anyway,” Tiffany stated shimming herself down to the end of the bed and heading for the door.

Out in the hallway, someone was watching for Nathan's company to leave. As Tiffany left in the direction of the elevators, they made for Nathan’s door and knocked softly.