Hot horny sis
The problem with the date had been sex. The boy wanted some and Ruthie Barton didn't – at least not with him. She let him rub her titties through her bra but when he tried moving down to her panties, Ruthie had drawn the line.
"Your sister Betty wouldn't make me stop," the boy had insisted. "That chick's put out for half the guys in school."
"Then go out with her," Ruthie had shot back, calling a halt to the date on the spot.
Now she was back home, having slipped quietly into the house. With their parents and twin brothers gone for the evening, her sister Betty was the only one there and Ruthie didn't feel like explaining why she was back so soon. Betty made enough fun of her as it was.
The funny thing was that for once Ruthie had been the sister with a date, while Betty claimed she was staying home alone to study. Well, Ruthie wistfully thought, they'd have been better off just sticking to their normal pattern. She definitely preferred curling up with a good book to being pawed by some boy.
"Oh, well," Ruthie sighed, slumping in a chair, "live and learn. From now on I'll leave the fast lane to someone who has the stomach for it – my horny sister."
Still, Ruthie had her share of regret about her latest experience with a boy. Sooner or later, she knew, she had to fuck someone if she was ever going to call herself a woman. She wasn't born with a pussy between her legs for no reason, after all.
"I can't stay cherry forever," she realized aloud, absent-mindedly reaching down to stroke her cunt through her jeans. "And I know I'm not frigid. I make myself come all the time."
As she thought about it, Ruthie was tempted to unzip herself and treat herself to a climax right now. She couldn't explain why, but so far in her brief sexual history her pussy seemed only able to respond to her own touch.
The temptation won her over, as her jeans popped open. Pushing them down around her thighs, Ruthie saw that her pussy had stained her panties with wet anticipation.