Just a quick snoop

It wouldn't hurt anyone to peek around quickly. Besides her rooms a mess and you can help quickly make it nicer for when she gets back eventually.

So you grab the bed and begin to push out the creases. It goes well until one bulge wont die down as you realise its probably an object underneath. So you pull your hand under to grab the thick object wow its slippery, requiring a firm grip and even the circumfrance is so large you might need your second hand. As your eyes widen from the mysterious item finally being revealed, a purple see through 9" fake dick. Your hands drop the lubed item from shock at least you hope its lube anyway, the only other alternative and pretty likely option horrifying to consider.

You quickly realise you can't leave it on the floor, your sister knows you would have snooped if so and also she'd probably would feel the same as you when you left your bluetooth on. You can't touch the thick monster though... no way... it feels so surreal and it just outclasses you. As you leave to grab a towel to act as you PPE towards the hazardous item and also clean your hands of the filth you touched.

You look around thinking of potential areas that she would have left it, knowing you can't let her not think she just forgot she placed it in a spot she never did put it. The desk drawers? You find a potential stash at the bottom but you realise the dick would be taking up half the space from the sheer girth and size. You also see the private content being lube.... a lot of it, nearly taking up half the drawer with its tubes but also along with condoms and smaller sexual toys like small vibrators. Either way you close it up and try to ignore your slight growth down below from seeing your sisters potential shenanigans.

Well... maybe the wardrobe she had brought instead? You know she had a closet built into the house standard and used that for her clothes whenever she left it open and had to come in for different reasons. So that might be the holy grail of your sisters most immodest part of her life.

You was right... too right. You expected a few sex toys and lewd attire, its only natural. Maybe a shelf or two, not the entire closet! Her top two shelves seemed to be filled with large sex toys and items and although you didn't want to remember the size of the dick you grabbed it was definitely one of the smaller ones out of the options she had.

Her outfits, hung up seeming to be nothing but screaming slut, hell one shirt literally had it spelt out. Though you saw something behind the shirts you couldnt just make it out. Your towel placing the toy down and then the towel on the floor itself not wanting to stain the outfits blocking the view. As you push a extremely sexualised cheerleader outfit, though your not surprised due to her love of cheerleading and having such other promiscious pieces of cloth. The outfit barely even potentially covering her nipples and and the skirt is more a band which makes you more uncomfortably aroused so you look at the original item for your attention.

A bunch of photos stuck up as you can't stop but gander at each like its a modern art of work. You notice a few trends of just dick pics she isn't a size queen as the dildos imply as a lot of sizes are on the wall, some taken by the wielder, some seeming to be jenns taking them in person. As you can also see a few party selfies where shes in various outfits and even then some bits are missing or pulled down in other photos let alone the 50/50 on whether or not shes got some cum on her and usually she has more than just a spoonful.

Fuck you should stop looking... but still your eyes can't pry away. She seems to have friends in her party photos, guys, girls, nude, clothed, painted in cum or not. fuck its hot. As you then realise, theres also straight up sex photos as well.... but you do recognise they are way rarer in the stuck up photos and they do have some people you think are more trusted with the recognition of them or parts of them in the other photos.

You make one more note about the fact she seemed to have more photos where she was in control of the action or being "dom" on the right so shes a switch- no no why the fuck are you asking that its your sister, you have no right, hell even about this.

You quickly try to ignore your immoral boner. Putting her clothes away in the not lewd cupboard as a guilt seeking forgiveness for your perverted line of thoughts and actions. As you grab the towel and bag you orignially came in for, place the towel in the washing machine pile as you head out finally.