Dominating My Older Sister Ch. 03

"Yum, more pussy for my dyke-slave to eat," I grinned. "Lucky you."

"I'm not a dyke," she whined. "I like cock. You heard me. I begged for Clint to cum in me."

"And breed you," Alicia added, sounding so proud, like it was amazing that her big brother was breeding my lesbian slave.

I shivered. I might be pregnant. Clint had fucked me without protection. And I had a feeling he would do it one more time before the weekend was over. My parents would have an easier time with us being pregnant than being lesbians.

How fucked up was that?

"Good night, my sweet linda," I purred, using the pet name I had called her growing up. Back before she turned into a complete bitch. But I was fixing her. "We're going to go up to Alicia's room and lez out all night."

Alicia giggled. "But you can come join us. You don't have to be tied up all night. You can have fun with two sexy girls."

Carmelita glared up at Alicia. "You're just a flat-chested freak that pretends she's six."

I kicked my sister's welted rump, making her wince. "Apologize, slave!"

My older sister shot me a look. I matched it without flinching, putting all my authority into it. Looming over her. She looked away like a submissive bitch. "I'm sorry, Alicia. I'm just tired."

"You can apologize by coming up to my bed and licking my pussy and having fun with us," she squealed. "We're having a slumber party!"

"I'm not gay," Carmelita said.

"I'm not either," Alicia said. "But licking pussy is so much fun. Can't you even admit that?"

She set her jaw.

"Fine, good night," my friend huffed.

"Sweet dreams," I purred then turned, shutting off the living room light on my sister-slave before we headed upstairs to Alicia's room.

I wasn't surprised to find the mound of stuffed animals piled on Alicia's bed. Her bed was right against the wall, and they formed a pyramid of them, a few scattered across the bedspread. It was such a girly room, at once both perfect for her and at odds with her naked, eager body. The nineteen-year-old threw herself on her bed with such enthusiasm, her budding breasts barely jiggling.

They were a tiny bit smaller than my own tits.

"Mmm, I don't have a friend I can have naughty slumber parties with," Alicia purred.

"What about Jenny?"

"She's not interested in having fun away from her brother," Alicia said. "People are different. She'll be happy with James and their mother. The three of them are forming a monogamous relationship."

"There are three of them," I pointed out. "Isn't that the opposite of monogamy?"

Alicia shrugged. "But me, I have my big brother, whom I love, and my big sister, and Pam. Plus, I get to have fun with the sex slaves and my friends. Sex is so much fun. Clint taught me that. I used to think it was all just making love with the guy who made your heart beat so fast. But there's also fucking. And that's soooo much fun, too."

I shivered, admiring her body. She was so cute. I moved to her, licking my lips, my heart beating so fast. I wished she wasn't in love with Clint. Then she could be my girlfriend. I moved to the bed, slipping beside her. She pulled me close, a big smile on her lips.

Well, she wasn't my girlfriend, but we could still have lots of fun together.

I kissed her.

At first, it was a gentle kiss, the two of us snuggling closer, our breasts pressing together, our legs rubbing. Tingles raced down to my pussy, a simmering heat growing. It wasn't that fiery need to make my older sister gasp in pain and purr in pleasure, to dominate her and feel her tongue lapping my pussy. This was something purer. Something far more loving than satiating lusts.

It was friendship. But friendship expressed in such a naughty manner.

I liked it.

So my lips grew a little more bold, a little more aggressive. My hands roamed her body, caressing her sides and thighs, making her squirm against me as we kissed. My tongue got into the fun, brushing her lips, tasting her, then pressing into her mouth.

She groaned at that, her hands finding my ass, squeezing it. My pussy was wet now, itching, eager to be touched and played with. My thighs spread, wrapping about her legs, and suddenly her hot flesh was rubbing on my snatch, my clit throbbing.

That made my tongue really aggressive.

I moaned into our kiss. She hugged me tight, pulling our bodies together, her shaved snatch rubbing on my thigh. She was molten and silky, her cunny sliding up and down my leg as we writhed and kissed. Our small breasts pressed together, nipples nudging as I settled my weight on hers.

My hips undulated, the pair of us thighing each other. We both moaned and groaned, savoring the delight of rubbing our pussies on each other's thighs. We shared our blossoming friendship, tongues dueling, skin kissing skin.

"Mmm," I purred, breaking the kiss. "You're good at this."

"Zoey taught me a lot," she said. "And I taught her a thing or two."

"Really?" I asked, my hips undulating, grinding my clit into her thigh. Such delight rushed through me. "Like what?"

"Fisting!" she grinned. "But I don't think you're ready for that.

My eyes widened. My pussy clenched. "Mierda, I don't think I am."

"Zoey loves it," she said, her own hips writhing, her hot pussy staining my thighs with her fresh juices. "But there is something I know we'll both love."

"What?" I panted, savoring her thigh, my nipples tingling as they brushed her hard nubs."

"Sixty-nining!"

"I've always wanted to do that!" My pussy clenched so hard. "Carmelita never would lick my pussy."

"She does now," giggled my friend.

I gave her a wicked grin. "She's learning she's a lezzie-whore."

"You have to humiliate her at school on Monday," Alicia moaned, humping harder, her hands squeezing my ass. "Ooh, she deserves it."

"Yes!" I groaned. "Oh, my pussy is on fire! Let's sixty-nine!"

Alicia nodded her head, so eager. She ripped off her glasses, setting them on her nightstand as I turned around quickly. My ass bumped the stuffed animal pile. An avalanche of plushies fell on us as I straddled her face and buried mine between her thighs. I ignored the soft teddy bears and playful elephants and cute bunnies bouncing across my back as I pressed my face into Alicia's fresh pussy, eating it for the second time today.

"Mmm, you have such a cute cunny," Alicia moaned, her fingers parting my pussy lips. "And so pink inside."

I grinned, parting her tight slit, exposing her pink lips. "So are you. And so wet. It's so hot looking at your girlish cunny."

"Then why aren't you licking it?" she asked before licking mine.

Shuddering at her tongue sliding through my folds, I pressed my face into her shaved cunt, my fingers holding her labia apart. My tongue lapped through her folds, gathering her fresh juices, savoring her musk on my tongue, squirming in delight.

There was nothing better than pussy. I even enjoyed licking my older sister when she was blackmailing me. There was just something so beautiful about them, the sexiest flowers that blossom to reveal their delicious nectar. They were so hot and silky and juicy. So much fun to explore and devour.

Especially when the girl returned the favor, lapping back at your own pussy.

"Alicia," I moaned as her tongue explored my petals, making me squirm and groan and shudder on her mouth. "Oh, you taste so good."

"Mmm, so do you!" she groaned. "I like slumber parties!"

"Pussy licking slumber parties!" I squealed, grinding my face faster. "We need more friends!"

"Yes!" she squealed with girlish enthusiasm before her tongue plunged into my hole and fluttered around inside of me.

I squirmed, lapping at her pussy, my fingers keeping her pussy lips parted. It was so hot, licking through her spread-open folds, flicking my tongue through her depths. It made her squirm beneath me, her body so warm and silky. I shuddered, the stuffed animals sliding along my back, tickling me with their soft fur.

I found her clit, my tongue flicking over it. That made her groan as she fucked her tongue in and out of my depths. She squirmed more, stuffed animals sliding off of me onto the bed as I writhed. Her hands clutched my ass, squeezing it as she fucked my pussy while I sucked on her clit.

It was such a cute clit. Her little bud. I sucked and nibbled and licked it. She bucked and twitched every time, moaning and cooing into my pussy. I squirmed atop her, my ass clenching beneath her groping hands as she churned such amazing pleasure through me.

It was such a gentle, loving pleasure. The pleasure of friendship shared. All girls should do this with their friends. Even if they were straight. Just sharing this amazing intimacy with them. Carmelita was such a stupid cunt for denying herself what she truly craved.

But it let me dominate her. Which was great for me.

"Alicia," I moaned, her fingers sliding about my ass, dipping into my crack as her tongue delving into the depths of my pussy. "I'm going to cum! You're so beautiful!"

"Yes, yes, yes, so are you!" she groaned, her fingers reaching my asshole, caressing it before she lapped through my pussy.

My eyes widened, remembering my sister's tongue licking at my asshole this evening. How hot it had been when she had worked her tongue into my bowels, swirling it around. I groaned, shuddering atop Alicia, my heart beating with such excitement.

I moaned about her clit, sucking on her bud so hard, as her finger penetrated my asshole. It shoved so deep, sending burning delight rippling through me. I groaned, squirming on her, the excitement building and building between us, the pressure growing in my pussy.

My asshole clenched on her finger, her tongue probing so deep into my snatch.

She was amazing.

Wonderful.

I nibbled on her little bud, everything swelling in my core. I trembled atop her, grinding on her lips, savoring her reaming finger. It probed so deep into my bowels, hot, velvety rapture melting from my asshole to my pussy.

Combining.

Swirling.

Mixing.

Exploding.

I gasped about her clit, bucking hard as my orgasm rushed out of my pussy. My cunt spasmed about her probing tongue, my asshole writhing about her plunging finger. My juices squirted out of her into her mouth.

"Juana!" she groaned, trembling beneath me as I kept sucking on her clit, my moans so throaty as the rapture burned through my mind. "Juana!"

And then she was cumming. Her fresh juices bathed my face. My friend's passion spilled over me. I released her clit, opening my mouth, drinking them down. It was so amazing. I was so glad she was my friend.

That her family was helping me. Fucking Clint was worth it for all of this.

We moaned and gasped and shuddered together. We feasted on each other's cream, stuffed animals shifting around us, their furry bodies rubbing on our sides and thighs. I savored it, making love to this sweet, naughty, innocent woman-child.

And I knew when we woke up tomorrow, my sister's training would continue.

* * *

Carmelita Campo

I didn't so much as sleep as doze. There was no way to get comfortable. I was helpless, being punished for all the mean things I had done to my sister, to Alicia, to even Lee. I was a cunt to them, and they were getting revenge on me.

I would shift, struggling at my ropes, my arms pulled down before me, my wrists tied between my knees. I was lying on my side, the carpet nowhere thick enough. I felt the hard cement slab beneath it, the true floor.

I couldn't see a clock. But I could hear one ticking away, marking every second of my torment. When I did fall into sleep, it echoed through my dreams while a dizzying array of memories shot through me. All the pussies I had licked today. How they were different. Alicia's so tight and fresh. Mrs. Ellison's thick pussy lips. My sister's furry muff. Pam's thick bush. Melody's sweet snatch. Zoey's bald muff with her unicorn tattoo staring me in the face. And more. Ms. Hiragawa. My history teacher. Lee's filthy snatch.

They all burned through my dreams.

I remembered how it felt to lick each of them. How they tasted. How I loved it.

Alone, it was so hard to run away from that fact. I loved licking their pussies. I had enjoyed sliding my tongue through hot folds, even the incestuous snatch belonging to my dyke sister. And the entire time, I shuddered, remembering the humiliation of Clint's cock firing jizz in me, the shame of begging him to cum in me.

To breed me.

I wasn't gay. I wasn't. I couldn't be. It was such a sin to be gay. I wasn't a lesbian. I was just confused. They were spanking me. Tying me up. They were all trying to trick me. If they had a pretty guy, someone with a gorgeous, delicate face, a slim body and girlish hips. That was my type of guy. Not someone ruggedly handsome like Clint, with his muscles and body hair and hands rough from work.

He was too manly for me.

I wasn't gay.

Zoey made me lick her pussy when she and Stefani came back from work. Then I ate Stefani's snatch, staring at the daffodil she had tattooed on her pubic mound, this beautiful, happy, yellow flower. I had licked her so hard, devouring all her tangy juices. Then I fell back into my doze, hating how wet my pussy was after they left. How much it itched. How much I wanted it licked by my sister. By Alicia. By Lee. By anyone except that faggot Clint.

But I wasn't gay. I wouldn't let them trick me. They were all trying to corrupt me. Make me think I wanted to be a sex slave, that I got off on being a dyke. They were all evil.

I was dreaming of eating Juana's pussy, my little sister praising my skill, which made me only eat her harder, when I felt my body shift. It was almost like someone was carrying me. But I was so tired, I didn't want to open my eyes.

I was set down on linoleum, the flooring cold on my back. My legs, tied to my arms, were forced to be above me by the rope. I was trussed up like a deer just killed by the hunters. I could hear giggling around me. Girls were watching me. I bet they needed their pussies licked.

Then something was shoved into my pussy. For a moment, fear shot through me. But it wasn't Clint's cock. It was hard and plastic, cold but warming up inside my cunt. I shivered, my eyes opening to see a pair of legs over me, golden-brown and leading to a snatch covered in dark fur.

Juana's pussy.

"Good morning, my naughty little dyke sister-slave," my Mis...little sister purred a she lowered her pussy to my mouth. "How'd you sleep?"

"Poorly, Mistress," I said, so groggy, struggling to shed sleep.

And then her tangy pussy was rubbing on my mouth, her curly pubic hairs tickling my lips and cheeks. My tongue licked out before I could stop it, acting on autopilot, and lapped through her silky, hot folds. Her delicious musk coated my tongue, making my pussy clench on the dildo.

It hummed to life. I groaned into my sister's pussy, my body twitching. It was at the lowest setting, a small vibration that just stirred my cunt into a juicy snatch. I wiggled, my legs and arms pulling on the bonds, wanting to move.

And then Juana let out a sighing groan, like she was relaxing after an exertion, like she was holding in--

Piss splashed into my open, licking mouth. The acrid, bitter urine filled my mouth before I could react. I spluttered, gasping, accidentally swallowing the nasty liquid. It burned down my throat as my head twisted, her pee splashing across my cheeks, spilling across my hair. I smelled it as I breathed. It reached my hair, soaking into it.

"Oh, yes, that's soooooo good," moaned Juana. "Mmm, be a good slave and drink it, Carmelita. This is your job."

"Yeah, dyke-slut," the hateful Lee giggled.

The vibrator hummed faster. I shuddered, Juana's piss splashing across my face. I clamped my lips shut, hating the pleasure rippling out of my pussy as the humiliation of her piss squirmed through me. This was so disgusting, and she was making me enjoy it.

That bitch.

Then Juana's piss petered out. She stood up, some urine clinging to her pubic hair. I stared up at her, smelling the acrid stuff, feeling it pool on my skin, some gathering in the hollow of my throat. I blinked, my cheeks burning. She held the remote to my vibrator in her hand.

"You got piss all over your face," she said. "Well, we expected this. That's why we're in the kitchen."

I blinked, realizing I was. Her piss that had ran off of me was puddling beneath my hair and shoulders. I shivered, feeling it on my skin, wanting to get it off. Around me, all of Clint's family stood: Lee, his mother, my teacher, the rest of his sisters, Mrs. Hiragawa, Stefani. They all were naked, all looking at me with such...eagerness.

"Oh, no," I groaned, my pussy clenching on the vibrator humming away.

"Oh, yes," Alicia said brightly, pushing up her glasses before she straddled my face, rubbing her bald beaver on my lips. Her juices were so fresh. She pinned my head in place with her knees, not letting me get away from her pussy. From her urethra.

The vibrator hummed louder.

I groaned, my mouth opening just as Alicia's piss spurted out of her pussy. She let out mewling moans of delight as her acrid urine poured into my mouth. It filled it up before I could clamp my jaws shut. I shuddered in disgust, forced to swallow as her piss streamed against my closed lips, spilling across my chin and cheeks to her thighs.

She ground her pussy on me, her piss flowing about my face. I breathed that horrid scent in through my nose, shuddering, groaning. It burned down my throat. I felt hers and Juana's urine in my stomach. I drank their nasty piss.

My pussy grew hotter, the vibrator churning me away.

Tears fell down my cheeks as Alicia shuddered, a few final spurts of piss squirting out, and then she rose. "Oh, I have wanted to do that for sooooooo long."

"Yes, you have, cupcake," Melody said, such a malicious smile on the blonde's lips.

"I find morning piss to be the strongest," Lee said. "The most bitterest and nasty. You are so lucky."

Then she leaned over and kissed me on the lips, tasting the mix of our sisters' piss on my lips. I squirmed, hating it even as my pussy swelled with rapture, that damned vibrator humming away, sending pleasure that crashed into the shame.

"You have never been a good student," Professor Samuels, my history teacher, purred as she lowered her shaved pussy to my mouth.

"Please, no," I groaned, twisting my head away.

But she grabbed my urine soaked hair in her hand, yanking my face upward into her pussy. Her urine came out as forceful stream, striking my sealed closed lips. Hot piss spilled over my face, washing like a flood. I groaned, feeling the heat trickle down my cheeks, mixing with my humiliated tears.

"Oh, yes, you were so mean at college. Such a bully. And this is how bullies are treated."

"Yes!" Lee groaned in pure rapture.

I hated it even as another throaty moan rose in my throat. The pleasure made me all confused. The damned vibrator kept my pussy loving this, craving more humiliation. I fought against my swelling orgasm. I didn't want to cum while being pissed on.

"Please," I whined as Professor Samuels rose, her large tits heaving. "Please, I'm sorry for being a bully."

"Admit you're a lesbian," Juana said, clicking up the vibrator in my pussy to the next setting.

It hummed so loudly. And I saw it, as my cunt drank in the delight, my orgasm swelling fast, their evil game driving me to a humiliating climax. This was how they would trick me. They would do something so disgusting and force me to admit I was lesbian. To believe it.

"No!" I howled, my pussy drinking in the vibrations. They rippled through me. I breathed in acrid piss, feeling it pool around my head and shoulders, more running down my neck. There were even droplets splattered on my breasts. "I'm not a lesbian!"