Emily guided Jenny on wobbly legs, still drowsy from her sister’s antics during breakfast, into the living room. Jenny’s ears flopped and swung with each step and she found that she couldn’t focus on anything, she felt lightheaded and tingly all over, she thought this odd considering how she found herself thinking clearer following orgasms but surmised that 6 in quick succession like that may have over done it.
Emily, still holding Jenny’s wrist, sat on the carpet and Jenny found herself being guided down as well until she found herself lying on her back with her sister giggling above her. In her dream like state Jenny moaned with the sensation of the soft carpet against her bare back.
She was suddenly brought back to reality by the feeling of her sister’s finger being slowly pushed into her wet pussy. Her eyes flew wide in shock and her ears stood alert as her sister giggled and slowly withdrew her finger again.
Jenny watched in a mix of silent horror and arousal as Emily leant down and began to tenderly suck on her left nipple while playfully circling the other with her hand. She gasped and whined as she felt the waves of pleasure erupt from her breast as Emily suckled the milk out of her. Emily’s finger found its way back Jenny’s pussy and slowly started to finger fuck her again.
Unable to resist; Jenny found that, against her wishes, her legs spread and her arms moved above her head allowing her sister better access to her body. Jenny’s tail wiggled and she squirmed under her as she orgasmed, her eyes closed and a moan escaped her parted lips. Her sister removed her mouth from Jenny’ nipple;
“You love it don’t you slut?” she said playfully stroking Jenny’s bunny ears with one hand while the other continued to slide slowly in and out of her soaked crotch. Keeping her eyes closed, Jenny could only whimper in response and found herself licking her lips and gasping for air as her sister continued to play with her. Jenny was lost in pleasure as her sister started licking her nipples and her pussy quivered with another orgasm.
“Emily? You’ve got about 5 minutes before your bus arrives!” Martha’s voice sounded from the kitchen. Emily reluctantly stopped toying with Jenny and sat up, allowing the older girl to sit up as well.
Jenny was swiftly struck with a sense of embarrassment and felt ashamed about what had just happened, placing a hand over her pussy she stood slowly and tip-toed out of the room; aware of Emily’s gaze on her naked back. Her legs were still slick with her juices but the sensation was not as unpleasant and Jenny found that she didn’t really want to waste time washing the lubricant from her legs.
Martha crossed the hall from the kitchen to the living room as Jenny climbed the stairs and when the teen reached the top she heard Martha call,
“Jenny!” Jenny orgasmed and grabbed the wall at the sound of her name, “Can you come back down and clean this up! You know as well as the rest of us that nothing removes a stain left by your juices except your own saliva!”
Jenny’s ears fell again and she let out a quiet sob before walking back down the stairs and into the lounge. She noticed that she could still feel the cold wood floor of the hall and the plush carpet of the living room beneath her bare feet despite their new ‘indestructible’ state, and they were still as soft as they had been before.
Martha looked at her as she entered and pointed to the patch on the floor that had obviously been directly beneath Jenny’s wet pussy, she’d also laid out a plastic mat to the side of it. Emily smirked and walked out of the room as Jenny bent down on her hands and knees on the mat and started to tentatively lick the patch. Martha just stood over her and watched as Jenny found herself becoming more and more eager to suck the substance out of the carpet. After a few minutes of sucking Jenny found that all she could taste was wet carpet and sat up again to Martha’s approving face.
At that moment the sound of Emily’s bus pulling up outside could be heard and Jenny knew that she would have to grab her bag soon as her bus would be here any minute.
“Bye Martha!” Emily yelled as she ran out the front door; Jenny watched her out the window as she moved down the driveway and onto the waiting bus, which then pulled away with a hiss.
As Jenny climbed off the mat Martha pulled it out from under her and motioned for her to get off of the carpet completely. Dejected, Jenny sulkily walked back into the hall and grabbed her school bag, just as own bus pulled up outside.
"Bye Martha" she said, her rabbit ears drooping, as she walked out the front door.