Serena knocked on the door jamb of Nancy's room, only stepping as far as the open doorway. "Alright, I'm off. You're on your own for a little while."
Nancy nodded and pretended not to care. "Ok, sure thing. See ya later."
As soon as Serena was out of earshot, Nancy bounced out of bed and crept along the hallway so that she could hear the front door close. With her big sister officially out of the house, Nancy finally had the privacy she'd been waiting for. It didn't come all that often for her.
Privacy was nice most any time, though usually locking her door was sufficient for her alone time needs. At a bare minimum, anyway. This was a bit different, though. Nancy needed access to Serena's room, and it was especially critical for there to be no one lurking around to surprise her.
Nancy skipped over to Serena's door, heart pounding with nervous anticipation. She slowed down and picked her way carefully through the scattered, haphazard mess on Serena's floor, not wanting to leave any trace that she'd been there.
The underwear drawer at the top of Serena's dresser was one of the few areas that was reliably organized and almost always kept closed up, and Nancy knew the secret of why that was. It was where Serena had always hidden things, ever since... well, ever, as far as Nancy knew. Serena had better hiding spots too, but her undies still concealed things from time to time.
Nancy truly hadn't meant to snoop or anything. Sure, sometimes she just took a peek at things that weren't her business. Who didn't, really? But this time had been the result of trying to be nice and put some clean clothes away for her sister. She'd accidentally been rewarded for her efforts in a way that was both exciting and somewhat guilt inducing.
With trembling fingers, Nancy very carefully moved Serena's panties aside and pulled out the dildo she'd previously located. She just held it in her hands for a moment, staring at its length and feeling the weight of it. It was almost scarily big, but that might only have been because she didn't have any experience with sex toys. For all she knew, it might be a very regular size for dildos.
All on its own, one of Nancy's hands wrapped totally around the thickness of the dildo. She stared at her fingers as they curled around, then slowly slid back and forth. It didn't seem so scary to jerk off something this size, but anything beyond that...
"Ahem."
Nancy jumped and fumbled the dildo, luckily dropping it right back in the drawer it had come from. She slammed the drawer shut and whirled around, knowing it was too late to feign innocence but still willing to make the effort, since in her panic she didn't know what else she could possibly do.
Serena stood casually leaning in the doorway, arms folded, eyebrow arched, the beginnings of a smirk on her lips. "Whatcha doin'?"
"Nothing!"
"Nothing?"
"Yeah. Just... nothing."
"Ah."
"You're gone, though. I heard you."
"That's a bold defense, li'l sis."
"But... but you were."
"I forgot my keys. Rookie mistake not waiting until I was actually for real gone."
Nancy looked down at her feet.
"So y'know I gotta ask," Serena said lightly, "what the hell you're doing touching my stuff. Especially... that."
"I was only looking at your underwear," Nancy said desperately. "I was gonna maybe... borrow some?"
"Without asking?"
"... yes."
"Ah." Serena walked slowly over to Nancy, who fidgeted a little more with every step closer. "I could almost believe that. Not that it would be ok. You gotta at least ask. I don't steal your panties, do I?"
"You've got all the nicer pairs anyway," Nancy mumbled.
"Not the point." Serena calmly opened her underwear drawer and pulled out the dildo that Nancy had dropped. "And irrelevant, since you weren't actually looking at my panties."
"Well... I was... it..."
"Question is, did you just happen to find it, or is it what you actually came to steal? Sorry, 'borrow.'"
"I-"
"Look at me, Nance."
Nancy looked up, somehow meeting her sister's eyes. Serena was holding the dildo up in her eyeline, causing Nancy to blush furiously as she tried to maintain eye contact.
Fortunately, Serena still didn't seem overtly angry. Annoyed and patronizing, sure, but not actually livid that Nancy had dared to violate her space and privacy.
"I found it when I brought laundry in the other day," Nancy admitted.
"Ah."
"It's so... I mean... I had to get a closer look. I had to."
"Did you, though?"
"I mean, like... it..."
Serena sighed and padded over to her bed. She sat down and patted a spot next to her. Nancy hesitantly slipped over and sat next to her sister.
"Nance, you know you can just buy your own toys, right?"
Nancy felt her face go even hotter, and was sure she'd look embarrassingly crimson if she dared to check a mirror. She shook her head rapidly. "No! No way. I couldn't."
"Yes you could. You're eighteen. It's totally legit."
"No, but, like... 'cause the store... and people... and they'd..."
"They wouldn't give a shit. But... but I get it. It's scary when you're not used to that kind of thing." Serena fidgeted with the dildo, then thankfully set it aside. She continued more gently. "Nance, can I safely assume that you don't have any toys of your own?"
Nancy bit her lip and shook her head again.
"And you've never looked at any up close?"
"I... Lindsay found her mom's vibrator once. And we kinda looked at it. But only that once time. It was... smaller."
Serena snorted. "I would imagine. This one's on the large size for dildos."
"Oh thank god."
Serena actually chuckled at that. "It's, uh, well... here's something else I gotta asked first, I guess. How much porn do you watch?"
Nancy, whose face had just started to cool down, felt it go right back to full blush. "I don't do that!"
"No? Not even a little?"
"I shouldn't... it's... it's..."
"Nance," Serena said gently. "Everyone does it. You think I'm gonna tease you?"
"Well... are you?"
"No. I don't think it'd be funny enough to be worth it. Wouldn't even be a challenge, judging by your reactions so far."
Nancy wrestled with her answer for a moment, then decided she probably might as well just be honest. "I've seen some. Every now and then I just, like, can't help myself? I get curious and-"
"Get horny, more like."
"That's... no I don't! You... ugh."
"Nance, you're super adorably shy about this, but it's gonna transcend into annoyingly shy if you keep pretending like you don't feel the same stuff literally everyone does."
"What?"
"Everyone gets horny. It..." Serena stopped and considered. "Well, no, I shouldn't say that. Almost everyone does, though. And nearly everyone checks out porn. Lots of them regularly. I know I do."
"You do?"
"Don't feign naivety. You found the dildo. I presume you know some other things, but I don't know what, exactly."
Nancy squirmed. "You left your phone open once. It was on a... a site."
"Huh. A naughty site, I assume."
Nancy nodded.
"Well I don't recall that. But that's what I'm talking about. I get horny all the time. It's nothing to be ashamed of."
"You never told me before, though."
"It's... ok, it's something to be mildly ashamed of. But for stupid societal reasons. I wasn't just gonna come out and casually slip into conversations that I'd just been fingering myself while watching porn."
"... do you do that?"
Serena face-palmed. "Oh for fuck's sake, Nance. How behind are you on figuring yourself out?"
"What?"
"Do you at least masturbate?"
Nancy cringed and shrank back. "I mean..."
"Yes or no, dude. And don't say no. I'll be forced to reevaluate my performance as a big sister. I never thought that I had responsibilities in this area. Just assumed people kinda got there on their own."