Dominating My Older Sister Ch. 05

"Yes, yes, yes, watch us sluts please our master!" Aunt Vicky howled, bucking hard, her tits slapping together. "Fuck, my sister-slave knows how to make me cum!"

Aunt Vicky howled out her orgasm as Alicia grinned at me. She was so cute. I had to breed her. Soon. She deserved a big reward for bringing Juana to me. I slammed into my mom's pussy, my balls boiling.

And came.

The pleasure shot through me. I growled through my teeth as my jizz pumped over and over into my mom's pregnant snatch. I howled with Aunt Vicky, both of us pleasured by my Mommy-slut. My balls unloaded. Blast after blast of jizz basted my mother.

And then left me breathing hard, buzzing with rapture.

"That was so hot, big brother," moaned Alicia, rubbing her pussy hotter. "I love watching you fuck our Mommy-slut."

"I can tell. My little princess has a hot cunny." I pulled out of Mom's pussy, sitting down on my ass, leaning back on my arms. My cock, still hard thanks to my morning red pill (I took one right at the start of the day on the weekend) thrusting wet before me, stained with our mother's juices.

Beside me, Aunt Vicky let out a hungry groan and buried her face into her sister's pussy, licking up my cum.

"So," I grinned, eyes flicking back and forth from Alicia to Juana. "Do both of you have hot cunnies, or just Alicia?"

"Just me, big brother," Alicia squealed. "Juana's a lesbian. You know that."

"I can hope," I grinned. I had enjoyed her once. It was enough. "So come over here, princess, and slide that hot cunny down your big brother's cock."

Alicia gave a squeal of delight. She darted over and hopped onto the bed. The springs creaked as she bounced on the bed. Then, with another agile hop, her pigtails flying about her face, she straddled my waist, grabbing my cock.

I groaned as my nineteen-year-old sister sank her tight pussy down my dick. My eyes rolled back into my head at the feel of her incestuous cunny. She was so hot and silky. She gripped me with such youthful enthusiasm, moaning the entire slide down my cock.

"Oh, no," she gasped, shaking her head. "I'm so sorry, big brother, but you need to help Juana first."

"Is it Carmelita?" I asked, staring at Juana. She shifted, not looking at us. She had become Alicia's lover, and clearly didn't like seeing her impaled on my dick.

My cock throbbed in my little sister's cunny.

"Yes," Juana said. "She started crying when I was spanking her. Real crying. And she's so...despondent. She's broken. I didn't want to break her. I wanted to make her my slave."

I smiled at her. I had thought of it all night. Lee's words to Carmelita inspired my plan. "This is what you do, Juana."

* * *

Alicia Elliston

Juana darted out of the room, a huge smile on her lips. I smiled at my big brother, my hands rubbing his chest. "You are so amazing! Will it work?"

"Hopefully," he said, leaning back on his hands, his huge dick twitching in my pussy.

I loved riding my big brother. His cock reached sooooo deep into my cunny. I squirmed, impaled on his huge slab of meat. My pussy, on fire from humping my teddy bear, needed relief. Especially with Aunt Vicky and Mom sixty-nining with such incestuous enthusiasm beside us.

Big brother groaned as I slid my pussy up and down his dick. A pleased grin crossed his face as my pussy pleased his dick. I clenched down on his girth when I rose, my hips wiggling, stirring my dripping pussy about his cock. Then I impaled my cunny down his length again.

Pleasure rippled through my body. "Oh, big brother, I love your huge cock!"

"My princess has such a hot cunny that needs to be satiated all the time."

I blushed and moaned, "Yes, yes, by my big brother's dick! I love it! Love you!"

"Love you, Princess. Now ride me. Scratch that itch in your cunny."

I squealed, bouncing faster and faster on my brother's dick. The friction burned in my cunny. My silky flesh clung to his dick. I squeezed so hard on him as I rose up his shaft. Then I slammed down him, gasping, my clit mashing into his pubic bone.

My glasses slipped on my nose. My moans echoed through the room, pigtails bouncing about my shoulders. My hands massaged Clint's muscular chest. I loved the feel of his iron muscles beneath me. I squeezed into them, fingers digging into his strength, my pussy clenching harder, the pressure swelling in my cunny.

My little nipples throbbed, aching to be touched.

With a squeal, I threw my arms around his neck, rubbing my tiny nubs against his hard body. Pleasure tingled from my nipples, racing down to my hot cunny. I bounced faster and faster, drinking in the delights of his body.

"Big brother!" I squealed, pressing my face into his neck. I breathed in his musk, so salty and delicious. I licked his neck then planted kisses on him.

"Your cunny's getting so hot," he growled. "Someone wants to explode."

"Me! Me! Me! I want to explode on my big brother's huge dick!"

"Then do it, Princess!"

I pressed my face into his neck, screaming out my rapture. I slammed down his dick, my clit throbbing as it rubbed into his pubic hair. My pussy spasmed. Rapture shot out of my snatch and rippled through my body. My flesh writhed and convulsed about his huge cock.

I squealed and groaned and gasped into his neck. The pleasure burned through my mind. It bathed me in ecstasy. Fireworks detonated across my vision, celebrating my incestuous orgasm on my big brother's dick.

And then he groaned, "Princess!"

Hot cum flooded my snatch. I squealed, pretending he was breeding me. That his cum was flooding my womb and finding my little egg. I bucked and squirmed, hugging him so tight as more and more rapture shot through me.

"I love your cum in my cunny, big brother!" I moaned. "Oh, I love it."

"I can tell," he grunted, his cock firing the last blast into my pussy.

I sank down his cock, shuddering, my pussy's spasms slowing. I breathed, feeling his heart thudding beneath his chest. I just held my big brother's strong body, wiggling against him, loving this so much.

"Do you think Juana will do it?" I asked. "Will she get through to her sister?"

"I don't know," Clint admitted. "Carmelita's one stubborn bitch."

"She is," I hissed. "Ooh, I hope Juana does. I want to see that bitch humiliated at our college for all the meany things she did to me."

"Me, too, Princess. But it's up to Juana. She has to be the mistress. She has to be in control of Carmelita. She'll need self-control to do it."

* * *

Juana Campo

I darted downstairs, feeling so energized by Clint's words. They made so much sense, even if it sucked having to watch Alicia twitch and squirm on his dick. I so wished she was a lesbian like me. Then she could be my girlfriend instead of just my friend.

Well, friend with lesbian benefits. I guess that wasn't too bad.

My feet scampered down the stairs. The strap-on bounced and waved before me. I jumped past the last three stairs, landing in a crouch on the floor. I sprang up, darting down the hallway past the stairs to the living room. Carmelita was just where I left her, her ass still red, though not as bright. She still cried.

I fell down in the nearby chair and spread my legs wide. My pussy, covered by my thin bush, aimed right at her. I pulled up the strap-on, shifting so the dildo's base was higher up on my crotch and not pressing on my clit.

Then I didn't say a word. That was hard. I really, really wanted to. My pussy was so juicy and itchy.

Carmelita glanced at me. She stared at my pussy. I didn't make eye contact with her, looking off to the side, my heart beating so fast. I wanted to glance at her, to look in her eyes and get a sense of what she thought. My pussy clenched, juices trickling out of my pussy. Some worked through my hairs, reaching my ass.

I wanted to squirm. To command. I itched to.

Please, please let this work. Upstairs, Alicia squealed in delight, riding her big brother's cock. She received the incestuous pleasure that I craved so badly. This had to work. It was so hard not saying a word.

The grandfather clock ticked every second, louder than Alicia's faint moans. My heart thudded with it. An eternity of ticks, though maybe only sixty or eighty, passed before my sister licked her lips. She wiggled her hips and then pushed away from the couch.

She crawled across the floor, her dog tag, engraved with her name, jangled as she came nearer and nearer. I fought to smile, to react at all. Her eyes locked onto my pussy. A spark flared in her eyes' dark depths as she licked her lips again. Her breasts swayed, the clamps pulling at them, stretching them out.

And then she was between my legs. Her hair brushed my thighs. Her breath washed across my pussy. I tensed, my pussy clenching as I sucked in a breath. My sister's face leaned closer and closer to my pussy.

My pubic hair brushed her nose. Her lips.

Her tongue licked out, diving through my folds. I let out an explosive, "Yes!"

* * *

Carmelita Camp

With every lick through my Mistre...little sister's cunt, life quickened within me. I shivered, my pussy clenching, heat swelling in my core. The throb in my nipples changed, the pain transforming into something...exhilarating.

I closed my eyes and focused on her tangy musk, on the heat of her silky pussy sliding across my tongue, rubbing on my lips. I breathed in her musk with each breath, my hips wiggling more and more. Juices trickled down my thighs from my shaved pussy.

She whimpered and groaned, the sounds opening my eyes. I stared up her body, the huge strap-on fluttering before me, a flagpole waving in passionate breezes. Her small breasts heaved, her hands cupping her little mounds, brushing her brown nipples.

"Oh, yes, my delicious bitch, lick your sister-Mistress's snatch. Oh, you just love it!"

I flushed, knowing I did. But I didn't care right now. It was so wonderful just enjoying her pussy, not having to worry about anything else. I jammed my tongue into her hot depths, swirling around her silky walls, making her squirm and wiggle.

"Such a good slave!"

My heart beat faster.

"Mmm, yes, bitch, just get that tongue into my depths. Such a good bitch to lick her sister-Mistress's pussy. Oh, yes, you are!"

Her moans echoed through the living room. I pressed my face tighter into her pussy. My breasts swayed, the nipple clamps pulling on my nipples. The aches zapped lightning down to my pussy. My snatch clenched each time, the heat building, a growing fire raging in my cunt.

To be fucked by that huge dildo waving before my eyes.

Juana humped against me. My little sister ground her pussy on my pussy as I devoured her. My hands seized her thighs, stroking them as I licked faster and faster. I found her clit, making her buck and squeal in delight.

So I sucked on it.

"Oh, yes, you are such a carpet-munching dyke-bitch!" she howled. "Oh, yes, my big sis loves eating muff. Just dives into it! Such a dyke-cunt. A lezzie-slut!"

All the words I used to call her and the other lezzie-bitches I'd dominated made me shudder hearing them heaped on me. My body wiggled more, the nipple clamps swaying my tits like heavy pendulums. My nipples throbbed with each movement, fanning the fires raging in my cunt.

I sucked so hard on her clit. I worshiped it. I nibbled and sucked and tongued it. Such delight rippled through my body. Juices poured down my thighs, my pussy so on fire. It smoldered with passion that had to explode out of me.

My tongue slid up my sister's snatch, running over her labia and then brushing her clit. That made her buck hard. She groaned and clenched her thighs about my face. She shuddered, her eyes rolling back into her head.

Her pussy grew hotter and hotter, molten juices pouring over my lips. I tongued her so hard, licking through her folds. She gasped and moaned, squirming as she humped against me. She smeared wet fire across my face as I licked and tongued her.

"¡Joder!" howled Juana, her juice squirting out of her cunt, splashing into my hungry mouth. "You lezzie-bitch! You are such a carpet-muncher, Carmelita! My big sis loves snatch! She's a dyke-whore! My lezzie-slave!"

My pussy clenched with every word as I drank down her juices. I gulped down her cream. It overflowed my mouth, pouring down my chin and neck. It reached for my swaying breasts, tormented by the nipple clamps. I licked and tongued and pleasured my sister.

She squeezed her tits, the huge strap-on smacking my forehead as she squirmed and howled out her rapture. She spasmed and convulsed on the chair. It groaned and squeaked with her, sharing in her rapture.

"Madre di Dios, linda!" she moaned, calling me pretty girl like she had when we were kids. "You are amazing."

I blushed, taking a final lick through her pussy. I looked up at her, whimpering, my cunt on fire.

"So why did you lick my pussy?" she asked, cheeks flushed, eyes smoldering. She sat before me, back straight, face regal like a queen on her throne.

"Because you told me to," I answered. "You're blackmailing me."

"I didn't say a word. I just sat down on the chair. I didn't even look at you." Her eyes bored into mine. "Why did you crawl over to me and lick my pussy?"

"I..." My eyebrows furrowed. She had to have said... No. She just... I just... "You had your thighs spread and..."

"And you wanted to be a good lezzie slave?" She cupped my cheeks, lifting my sticky face as she leaned over. The world spun around me as I stared up at her, only her face in focus. "Because this is what you want. You're so happy right now. You're not sad. You chose to do what you want."

I trembled, switching to Spanish. "But, Father, he'll..."

"We'll face Father together," Juana said, her voice so gentle, so loving. "I'll be with you. Always. You just have to say it. Admit what you are."

I trembled as I stared up at her. Lee's words echoed in my mind. Be true to who you are. Who was I? How many times had I masturbated to a guy? I couldn't even remember. But girls... I imagined them licking my pussy and... When I was on the verge of cumming, I pictured licking theirs, the shame propelling me into my orgasm.

Such hot cums. Like when Juana forced me to do things. To be a lezzie-whore. My little sisters lezzie-whore.

Tears burned down my cheeks, reaching her soft fingers. Father filled my mind, but... But I had a strong mistress. She'd love me. I didn't have to pretend to be something else. My stomach writhed just thinking about Clint fucking me, being forced to drink his cum. It was so humiliating.

"Y-your my..." I took a deep breath. "I'm your dyke-cunt bitch-slave, Mistress."

Her smile was radiant. Diamonds twinkled in the corners of her eyes before falling liquid down her cheeks. She leaned down, kissing me on the mouth. She claimed my lips. I closed my eyes, surrendering into the incestuous kiss. Her tongue shoved into my mouth. I shuddered, my pussy clenching. My tits swayed, nipples begging for relief.

Such a weight fell off me. I felt lighter, like I could float away. I was a lesbian. I had tried and tried to fight it, made myself into such an acerbic bitch to keep at bay all the dykes. I didn't want them to love me, so I made them hate me. Then they would never try to draw me out of the darkness and into the blinding truth.

My Sister-Mistress broke the kiss. "Good. You finally admitted it. Truly."

"I did, Mistress," I said. "Your bitch is a lesbian. A pussy-licking, cunt-lapping, muff-diving, clam-eating, carpet-munching dyke!"

"There's one other thing you are," she purred, guiding my face to her pussy. She pressed my lips right against the top of her snatch. Against her urethra.

Then her hands let go of my face.

I knew what she wanted. I didn't flinch away. I made a choice, opened my mouth, and sucked.

She groaned, that slow, moaning sigh of relief as her bladder relaxed. Bitter, acidic urine flooded my mouth. Lee said morning piss was the strongest and the best, the must humiliating flavor. Tasting my sister's, I agreed. My pussy spasmed, a little orgasm flooding through my body as I drank my Mistress's nasty pee.

I was her slut. Her slave. I lived to please her, and this made her so happy.

And it made me happy even as it humiliated and degraded me.

The euphoric high swept through my body, reaching my mind as I gulped down mouthful after mouthful of her piss. I gulped it down, urine spilling down my chin, dribbling hot. I smelled the nasty, shameful smell.

I gulped down more and more.

"Oh, yes, you nasty pee-slut!" Juana moaned, squirming, her face tensed as she forced out more and more of her piss.

There was so much.

It poured hot down my throat. My stomach filled with it. The nasty, bitter flavor filled my mouth. Salty and hot and acrid. The aroma stung my eyes. But I kept drinking, I kept savoring the humiliation of being my little sister's toilet.

"Oh, such a good slave," she moaned as the final spurts of piss flooded out.

And then my tongue licked at her folds, cleaning her up as my heart beat with such joy. I made my Sister-Mistress happy. She cooed her delight, her hands stroking my hair like the lezzie-bitch I was. I wiggled my hips, juices flooding down my thighs.

"Tomorrow, at our college, I'm going to have so much fun humiliating you," Juana purred. "You were mean to a lot of people. And it's time you paid."

"Yes, Sister-Mistress," I moaned. She was absolutely right.

To be continued...