Celeste was aghast! She had been in the bathroom, taking a bath, and when she came out, her eyes simply could not believe what she was seeing!
There was her older sister Margo lying on the floor, with her beautiful white body arched in passion while her other sister Pam was licking her spread, glistening cunt.
And Margo was busy eating Pam's dripping pussy!
The sight was too much for her, and she sat down heavily in a chair.
They looked up at that moment, but instead of being angry or ashamed, they both smiled invitingly.
"Why don't you come over here, honey?" said Margo.
Celeste moved like one in a dream.
She stood in the center of the floor where her two sisters were entwined, and let her herself gently be pulled down.
Pam loosed the towel from her young body, still damp with the warm water of the bath, and started to lick her shoulder.
Margo pulled the towel away completely, exposing her young firm breasts with their rapidly stiffening nipples.
Taking one of the delicate puckered knots into her mouth, Margo sucked on it lovingly, and Celeste pressed her sister's face to her tits.
Then, when she felt Pam's hand creeping down to the moist patch of her cunt, and probe the tender, pouting petals, she thought she might swoon from pleasure.
"Oh Celeste!" moaned Pam, as she inserted her finger into her sister's tight, virgin cunt ...
-The Publisher
Chapter One
Margo drummed her long, elegantly painted finger nails on the smooth, polished surface of the bar. She hated being kept waiting, and this was the third time in two weeks that it had happened. If he didn't come soon, she was going to leave. It was just too bad for him.
"Would you care for a drink while you wait?"
That was the voice of the waiter now.
"No, no thank you." she said, and glanced again at the large clock that was up on the rear wall of the crowded bar.
"God damn!" she thought.
At twenty-six, Margo Catherine Constance White ford was a strikingly attractive woman. Her hair was tied up off her neck. When it was loose, it hung to her waist, shining like a flowing red cape.
She had creamy white skin, and very black eyes that tended to snap and sparkle when she got angry about something.
And she was certainly angry now.
Margo was waiting for Kirk, her current lover. He was very busy, but that was no excuse for him to be late. And he was constantly late, the bastard.
She lit a cigarette, and let her mind wander.
She basically found Kirk on the arrogant side, but he could really fuck like a raging bull, and so she put up with his annoying little habits all for the sake of his big, powerful dick that made her scream with pleasure when he was shooting it through her.
He was an older man of about fifty or so, but that in no way diminished his sexual ability nor his prowess.
She wondered angrily where he could be.
"Are you sure that you wouldn't like a drink, Miss?"
That was the waiter again.
Margo turned to look at him.
Actually, the guy was rather handsome, with thick blond hair, and a full, sensual mouth.
He sensed her appraisal, and let his eyes linger on the cleavage that was exposed by the low cut white silk shirt that she was wearing.
She flushed slightly, but she didn't stop looking at him.
"Maybe I would like a drink after all." she said finally, and moved her eyes over the rest of his well-formed body.
"What will you have?"
"Can you suggest anything?" she said, deliberately coy.
"I sure could!" he said under his breath.
"What was that you said?" she said, innocent of all seduction now.
"Nothing, nothing." he muttered.
"I'll have a gin and tonic then."
"Fine."
He turned without looking at her again, and moved off quickly.
She twitched uncomfortable in her seat.
The waiter returned with her drink.
He was subdued now, and still wouldn't look at her.
"Thank you very much." she said, sorry that she had scared him off.
"That's OK."
He was prepared to move away again, but Margo reached out and took his wrist in one of her graceful white hands.
"Don't you want your tip?" she asked him.
Their eyes met in a long look of mutual understanding.
She rose, and followed him toward the back of the bar. Her heart was throbbing wildly, and she could feel the slow red flush starting at her neck, and creeping up to her throat. She didn't really know where they were going but it didn't matter. She was furious, impatient, and very horny, and now at least one of those problems was going to be taken care of.
She couldn't wait.
She followed down a long, dark flight up stairs into what seemed to be the cellar. It wasn't well lit, so he took her hand.
She could feel the strong grasp of his fingers, and she began to sweat, eagerly anticipating his touch on her milky white body.
As if he could read her thoughts, he pulled her into some kind of supply room, and kicked the door shut with a bang.
His arms grabbed her in a tight embrace, and his mouth found hers in a hot, endless kiss.
The room was too dark for her to see anything, so she let her hands guide her along his hard, muscular chest, and firm thighs.
His own hands were equally busy pulling open the buttons of her blouse, and stroking the soft white flesh of her breasts that spilled like frozen cream over the top of the white bra that she wore.
"Mmmm, nice tits, baby, real nice!" he said as he pulled them out from the bra and began to knead the cherry colored nipples with his strong fingers.
She shuddered with pleasure, and pressed her body closer to his, anxious to feel his rough grasp.
"Harder, do it harder!" she moaned, her head thrown back as he massaged the two full white globes.
In response, he put his lips down to her tits, and. drew the nipples into his mouth as he sucked one first, and then the other.
"Oh God, that's so good," she crooned softly as she caressed his hair.
His mouth sucked her furiously, and he rubbed the thickening rod of his cock against the smooth surface of her thigh.
His fingers inched their way up her leg, and tickled the inner surface of it. He could feel the heat that was emanating from her pussy.
"Oh, stick it in me!" she whispered to him.
He slid his hands over the white nylon crotch of her panties, teasing her a little bit as he toyed with her parting lips through the slick, smooth fabric.
Her breath came loud and hoarse now, and she began to bite his neck and his ear, her even white teeth leaving tiny red ridges to mark their trail.
He slid his finger in then, and Margo let out a deep groan as his fingers shot up into her burning pussy.
Her long nails raked the inside of his arm.
"Hey!" he laughed, moving away a little for she had drawn blood.
"Sorry, sorry!" she muttered, fumbling with his hand, and trying to bring it back down to her crotch.
"You are really hot!" he said, his voice a mixture of awe, delight and fear.
She said nothing, but kissed him fiercely as she grabbed his cock.
It sprang to attention instantly, and she was clawing at the zipper of his pants.
"Here, let me!" he said, and pulled out a thick, eight inch dick whose head glistened with the moisture of precome.
Margo's eyes had accustomed themselves to the dark, and she could make out the big pink tip.
She quickly stepped out of her skirt, shoes and panties, and with her soft white ass wiggling delightfully in the dark, she dropped to her knees, and gave the head a long, slurping kiss.
"AAAH!" he sighed.
"You like that?" she asked, playing coy for a minute.
"Oh baby!" was all that he could say, but he pushed her face back towards his hot dick.
She drew the tip into her mouth, and circled it lovingly with her tongue.
Her hands teased her own stiff nipples as she sucked it gently, pinching first one, and then the other.
Then, she drew the whole thing into her mouth.
Once again, he groaned loudly.
Her mouth moved up and down on the long, stiff shaft of his penis, and her tongue artfully drifted across its length.
She stopped touching her nipples so that she could play with his balls as she sucked him.
"Ooooh, it feels so nice, honey!" She sucked furiously, delighting in the smooth surface of his dick that slid easily in and out of her experienced mouth.
Harder and harder she sucked, and soon the dark room was filled completely with the sound of his moans and his sighs.
She didn't lose him for a minute, even though he moved and bucked his hips wildly, trying to get deeper and deeper into her throat.
"Christ, I'm coming baby, coming, coming, coming, COMING!" he screamed as the sticky hot come gushed down her throat.
Margo swallowed it up, trying to get every drop.
Some of it leaked out of the corner of her mouth and onto her chest, but she caught it with a deft finger, and lapped it up like a cat finishing off its cream.
He was still panting when she got to her feet again, but he drew her into his arms for a long, passionate kiss.
Her arms wrapped around him, pressing her full tits into the hard, muscular surface of his chest.
"Get down on the ground now, baby, and spread your legs!" he whispered in her ear.
She obeyed him, and her whole body began to quiver as she felt the pressure of his hot tongue as he sucked her throat softly.
He moved his way down slowly, taking his time as he lingered over each breast. His mouth travelled down her white torso, and hovered tantalizingly above the curly dark red patch of her cunt.
"Oh please suck me!" she begged.
He just rubbed his face in her pussy, anxious to get her smell. He blew softly on her parted cunt lips.
"Oh suck it suck, please suck it!" she pleaded hoarsely.
His tongue slithered out of his mouth, and traced a burning path across her slit.
"Jesus!" she moaned, filled with the blissful waves of pleasure.
The first lick was followed by a second, and then a third, a fourth, a fifth. Margo was writhing and moaning in ecstasy as the handsome blond man lapped away at her spread cunt.
He drove his tongue deep into her hole, using it as a tiny penis to penetrate her.
Her clit grew swollen and raw, and turned to color of a bright, glittering ruby as he sucked.
He began to nibble at it gently, and then harder and harder.
Her body convulsed wildly, and she arched her back so that her tits stood out, a mute offering to heaven.
"Sweet Jesus, I'm coming!" she cried, and the waves of darkness passed over her as she shuddered out her ecstasy.
When she opened her eyes again, his face was close beside hers.
She kissed him, and he was still wet and fragrant from her.
Margo reached down, and drew his now swollen tool into her palms.
"I know just the place for that!" she said with a giggle, and she pulled him onto her white, voluptuous form.
His dick shot up into her sopping pussy easily.
Her cunt opened wide to take all of his glorious tool in, and they rocked and swayed for a moment, enjoying the sudden electric thrill of cock meeting cunt.
"Nice cunt, honey!"
"Nice dick!" she smiled.
Then he began the slow, burning thrusts that left them both hungry for more, and more, and more.
Her legs wrapped around his back, and she drew him closer and closer, wanting to feel him deep inside her.
His cock was pounding away brutally inside of her, but she loved every second of it and never wanted it to end.
Although she had come only minutes before, her cunt ached with lust, and desire.
"Do it harder, baby, harder!" she moaned, and dug her nails into his back.
He pumped harder, trying to increase his already frantic pace.
Her cunt gripped the shuddering tool, and the whirlpool of orgasm eddied up around her.
"AAAIE!" she screamed.
He drove into her shivering body one final time, and the hot come coated the walls of her womb as he shot it into her.
They remained quiet for a while, not saying anything for they were too out of breath to speak.
Finally, Margo sat up, and tried to collect her clothing from the floor where it was strewn.
He sat up too.
It was then Margo realized that she didn't even know this guy's name. It struck her as terribly funny somehow, and she started to laugh.
"What is it?"
"I don't even know you!" she said, breaking into another peal of laughter.
"My name is Warren," he said, oddly shy, and he extended his hand.
"Margo," she said, and took his hand solemnly. Then they both started to laugh, and they laughed until the tears came.
Warren had to be back upstairs, for he was sure that the other waiter on the floor must have been wondering what had happened to him. Luckily, the guy was a good friend of his, and so he didn't think that there would be any trouble when he emerged again.
He dressed quickly, and gave Margo a long kiss before he left. He put his number on a scrap of paper, and he made sure to copy down hers.
She dressed slowly, for her head was still throbbing a little. Her bad mood had completely evaporated, and she thought of Kirk only as she was mounting the stairs.
He was sitting at the front of the bar, looking very anxious and annoyed. He got up when he saw her.
"Margo!"
"Hi, honey," she said, and kissed him absently. She was looking around for a glimpse of Warren.
"Margo, what happened to you?"
"To me?" she said blandly.
"Where the hell have you been?" he demanded, and grabbed her roughly by the shoulder.
It was then that he noticed her disheveled clothing and hair.
"Where have you been?"
"Kirk, would you relax? You're the one who's late you know! I've been waiting here for the longest time."
"Waiting here? Margo, I've been here for twenty minutes now, and only just this second did I see you come from somewhere back there ..." he voice trailed off.
There was no mistaking it. She had been fucking someone! But who? And where?
He pulled her close.
The rich, sweet smell of sex hovered around her like a fatal seduction.
"Who have you been fucking?" he asked, looking deep into her eyes.
"What are you talking about?"
"Cut the crap, Margo! I know you've been fucking someone! I can smell it all over you! Now tell me, who was it, and where do you do it?"
He wasn't angry any more. He wasn't a particularly jealous man, and in fact, the idea that Margo might have been fucking some guy in the bar turned him on. He only wanted to know who the guy was, the nature of the circumstances.
She looked at him for a second, trying to read his mood.
When she saw that he wasn't going to get angry with her, she gestured with her hand.
"That guy, the tall blond one over there!"
"Where did you do it?"
"Downstairs, in some supply room or something like that."
"Was it good?" he asked in a low, sexy tone.
His eyes were sparkling, and she could feel the pressure of his hand on her shoulder.
She got hot all over again.
"Wonderful!" she said in a low voice.
He leaned over to kiss her then, right in full view of everyone in the bar.
Warren walked by, and was a little puzzled, but shrugged it off. After all, if he had gotten lucky, why should we begrudge anyone else their luck?
Kirk continued kissing Margo.
"I want to stick it in you, baby!" he whispered into her ear when he finally drew his mouth way from hers.
"Kirk! Not here!"
"Why not? Isn't that what you just did?"
"But that was different."
"Why?"
"He worked here!"
"Big deal! He could have been fired. Nothing can happen to us except that they might ask us not to do it again."
"Kirk!"
He was stroking her ass now as they spoke, and the slow, sensuous motion of his fingers was driving her crazy.
"Please, honey, let's go home!"
"I want you now!"
"I can't! Not again! What if he sees?" she said, indicating Warren, who was busily speeding by.
"Invite him along!"
"You're kidding!"
"I'm not. I think it would be great."
"I couldn't!"
"Why not?"
The idea had been a sudden inspiration, but now it began to really arouse him, and he wanted to carry it out.
"I don't know. I just couldn't do it!"
"Listen Margo, since when have you been so shy? The next thing I know, you'll be telling me that you're a virgin!"
She had to laugh.
"OK, OK. Let me see. I'll ask him, all right?"
"That's my girl!" he said, and gave her a pat on the ass as she went off to look for him.
She stopped Warren when he was on his way to the kitchen.
"Hi angel!" he whispered to her.
"I want to see you about something!"
"Sure, sure. Just hold on a minute, OK? I have to bring something out to that table over there, and then I'm all yours!"
She waited for him off to a side as he served the couple at the table in the corner.
When he returned, she told him briefly of Kirk's plan.
"Well, what do you think?" she asked him.
"Sounds terrific!"
"Really?"
"Yeah, really! It's pretty slow now, so I don't think I'll really be missed but I think we should still make it a fast one."
She turned around, and waved to Kirk who had been watching them all this time.
They slipped down the stairs, and into the same room that only a little while before had held Warren and Margo.
This time though, Warren had managed to swipe two of the three candles they kept on the tables.
Now, he set them on the floor and lit them.
Margo was aroused, but nervous too.
Kirk, however, was completely at ease. He downed the last of his drink, and hurled the glass to the wall. It broke with a resounding crash.
He began to unbutton his shirt, and soon he was stripping off all of his clothes with ease and abandon.
Warren and Margo followed suit.
Kirk was already pretty hot, for his massive ten inch cock was a bright shade of red, and had already started to rise to its full glory.
Margo turned, lust-filled eyes to look at him.
"Ready for me baby?" Kirk whispered.
"Love that cock, baby!" she cooed, and she reached over to grab it.
Kirk grasped her big tits with his hands, and started to rub the nipples softly as she stroked him.
Warren got hot just watching the beautiful woman stroking that huge tool, and his own hands crept down to his dick, and started to pull and tug at it.
Margo and Kirk were kissing now, and he could hear the juicy sounds their mouths made as they sucked hard on one another's tongues.
Kirk was fingering Margo's hot pussy, and she was shuddering with the pleasure his hands were creating.
He pushed her down to the ground, and moved his face to her wet snatch.
"AAAH" she cried as his mouth reached her cunt, and began to suck noisily away.
Warren was stroking his cock rapidly as he watched Kirk sucking Margo's pussy. But then he decided that he had been a spectator too long.
He crossed the room, and got down over Margo's body with each one of his thighs flanking her shoulders.
Her lovely mouth opened to accept his throbbing cock.
She took it all in one great gulp, and was soon sucking loudly on the slick member that moved with ease in and out of her mouth.
The three writhed in delight as they sucked and nibbled one another's bodies. Margo was so hot that she came and came and came, and the only thing that prevented her screams from being heard all over the bar was the big dick that was lodged deeply in her throat.
Kirk slowly pulled his face away from her dripping cunt.
He motioned to Warren to get up too, and although he loved the sensation of being sucked by those lovely lips, he reluctantly pulled off of her.
Kirk gently turned Margo on her side, and he got down beside her.
One hand slid around to fondle her nipples, while the other toyed with her asshole.
He tickled it for a while, and soon, she began to part her legs in eager anticipation.
She closed her eyes.
"Stick it in me!" she sighed.
Kirk's dick was glowing red and hot.
Warren could scarcely believe that she would let him fuck her asshole, but he was rubbing it, and spitting on his hands to get her all slicked up.
He jammed the giant tip in, and Warren saw Margo's face convulse with pain, or maybe it was pleasure.
He kept pushing, and soon, his enormous rod was buried deeply within her asshole.
She was moaning and sighing with delight, and her hands were toying with her own not snatch.
That was Warren's cue.
He positioned himself on the other side of her writhing body, and shoved the tip of his dick in the drooping petals of her cunt.
She shivered a little, and moved so that her cunt could completely embrace his dick.
He shoved, and he was in all the way.
Soon, the three of them were rocking and groaning together, all transported on the same cloud of bliss.
Kirk began to snort like a steam engine, and he rammed his giant cock in and out of Margo's asshole.
She had her eyes closed, and was hugging Warren tightly as he drove his stiff member deeper and deeper into her cunt.
"Margo baby, I'm gonna come, gonna come right in your sweet asshole!" he said, and he shot his boiling load deep within her.
Warren's orgasm was speeded up by Margo's heaving and by the tightly contracting muscles of her cunt.
He too shot his load into the soft place of her womb.
Warren was the first to stir.
"I hate to leave, but I really have to be back upstairs!" he said. He took his things, and began to dress in a hurry.
Margo and Kirk could afford to take their time a little more, and they slowly began to don their things.
They were much too tired to have dinner, and they took a cab back to Warren's apartment.
Margo could barely see straight, and she dozed all the way home.
When they got there, Kirk carried her upstairs, and helped her off with her clothes.
Before he even had a chance to kiss her good-night properly, she had fallen fast asleep.
He watched her with tender loving eyes as she lay sleeping on the bed.
Chapter Two
Margo awoke late the next morning.
Kirk was in the kitchen, reading the paper, and drinking his coffee.
"Hi darling, sleep well?"
"MMMMMmmm!" she answered, and gave him a kiss. She helped herself to coffee, and sat down at the table.
Then, she jumped up quickly.
"Oh Kirk, I completely forgot!"
"Forgot what?"
"Today is my little sister's birthday! She's coming into the city tonight, and we're supposed to meet my other sister for dinner. I promised that I would call her at ten o'clock! And it must be past noon now!"
Margo ran over to the phone and dialed the number.
"Hello Mom? Hi, it's me, Margo. Yes, I know I said that I would call at ten! Yes, yes, Mom, I'm really sorry. Is she there? OK, then, put her on."
Margo waited for a moment.
"Hello Celeste? Hi honey! Yeah, I'm really sorry! OK, you're coming in when? See you then. Love to Mom and Dad, OK?"
She hung up the phone.
"How old is she?"
"Celeste?"
"Yeah."
"Fifteen today."
"You have another sister, don't you?"
"Right. We're all meeting tonight to celebrate Celeste's birthday."
"And what's her name again?"
"Pamela. She's eighteen."
Kirk reached over to stroke Margo's long, shining hair.
"Do they look anything like you?" he asked, kissing her ear softly.
She giggled.
"A little I guess. Pam is darker than I am. Brown hair, pretty long. But Celeste had this wonderful honey colored hair. Really thick and gorgeous."
"MMmm, maybe I could meet her?"
"Maybe." she said, and turned to give him a quick kiss before she jumped into the shower.
Margo spent the day shopping, picking out several gifts for her baby sister. She ended up with several books, two record albums, a soft cashmere sweater in a pale blue that would suit the girl's fair skin and sunny hair, and a frilly pink nightgown, trimmed with ribbons and lace.
She ended up spending a lot of money, but she really didn't care. She loved both of her sisters, and she enjoyed the chance to spoil Celeste, whom she didn't see very often since she had moved to the city.
At five o'clock, she was in her apartment cleaning up, for they had agreed that the three of them would spend the night at Margo's.
Pam went to school in their home town, and she and Celeste would be coming down on the train together.
Or at least that was what they had planned.
The bell rang, and Margo went to answer it.
To her surprise, it was Pam.
"Hi angel! What are you doing here? And where's Celeste?"
Margo gathered her pretty younger sister into her embrace. The girl did bear some resemblance to Margo. They shared the same pretty features and dark eyes, although as Margo had mentioned, her sister was darker than she was.
"Well, I needed to do some shopping, and so I gave Celeste really careful instructions about how to get here. I spent the day shopping for her presents by myself, and I was finished early, so I decided to come and find you here."
"I'm glad that you did."
"Me too!"
The two young women hugged each other tightly for a moment.
"I missed you Margo!"
"And I missed you too, baby!"
"Really?"
"Really!"
They hugged again, this time in a softer, but no less intense way.
"Now sit down and tell me about what's been going on in your life these days. How's school?" asked Margo, guiding her sister to the couch.
"It's OK."
"Just OK?"
"Well, I kind of had a fight with Marc."
Marc had been Pam's boyfriend for the last few months, but the two had had a fairly stormy relationship.
"What happened?"
"Oh, I don't want to talk about it now! I've missed you so, Margo!" said Pam, and pressed her ripe young mouth to her sister's in a long, searching kiss.
Margo kissed her back, and her hands found their way to the buttons on Pam's shirt.
She undid them, and there were the two firm young tits, covered only by a skimpy bra.
"I've missed you too!" she murmured, as she started to knead the palpitating globes of flesh.
"Oh Margo!"
Margo slid her hands around her sister's young torso, and quickly unhooked her bra, so that her sister's breasts were exposed to her greedy eyes and fingers. She sucked them hungrily, and the girl threw her head back and moaned with pleasure.
She undid the buttons on Pam's skirt, and slipped it off over her trim but shapely hips.
Pam wore only the scantiest of panties, which were quickly discarded and the girl stood trembling and naked before her big sister's gaze.
"Oh baby!" she said, and pushed Pam down on the soft cushions of the sofa. Pam opened her legs wide, revealing her dark brown pussy, and pink cunt lips that peeped through.
Margo kissed her sister's mouth, and stroked the firm breasts with one hand while the other hand went searching through the damp, curly pubic tendrils until she found the magic button of her sister's clit.
The girl shivered in bliss as Margo's skilled fingers began to stroke the erect little knob. It deepened to scarlet as she continued to pet it, and the sweet juices oozed from Pam's moist, hot slit.
Margo sat up only to strip off her own clothes so that her glorious white body was as naked as Pam's. Then, she turned all her attention to her sister who was lying on the couch.
The two kissed for a long moment, driving their tongues deeply into each other's open mouths, and their hands were pulling at each other's taut nipples as they kissed.
Finally, Margo started the slow, burning path down Pam's body, first sucking each nipple until it puckered and grew pebble hard, and then lingering over Pam's delicate torso and waist.
When she finally reached the girl's cunt, Pam was almost sobbing from desire. Her hips moved up and down, forming a strange, sensuous pattern on the couch.
Margo inhaled deeply, loving the sweet, spicy smell of Pam's cunt. Her tongue darted out from her red lips, and licked the bud of Pam's clit lightly.
"More, please do it more!" the frenzied girl begged her big sister.
So Margo started sucking thirstily, drinking in all of the wonderful juices that dripped into her face.
She grasped Pam's ass cheeks, and started fiddling with her asshole as she sucked. It responded instantly to her touch, puckering and quivering from passion and excitement.
She licked her finger quickly, and then inserted it into Pam's ass. The quivering of the girl's body let her know that she was getting hotter and hotter from her sister's caress.
As she licked Pam's pussy, she moved her finger in and out of the tiny hot asshole. At first, her movements were slow and controlled, but soon, she was thrusting in and out of the tight canal with all the force of a throbbing dick.
Pam was gasping with the pleasure she was feeling, and the sudden, jerky contractions of her body let Margo know that she was coming, coming and coming again.
Her breath became a hoarse rattle, and beads of sweat poured from her brow.
"OOOH!" she groaned loudly, and rolled over, slipping from the couch to the soft shag rub below.
She remained there a moment, panting for breath.
"Let me help you!" Margo said, and pulled her back up onto the sofa beside her.
Pam looked at Margo, a lazy, almost narcoticized look painting her face. She kissed her sister's lips, and let her hands wander to the plump mounds of Margo's breasts.
Margo closed her eyes as Pam stroked the cherry red nipples with the palms of her hands.
She took one of them between her lips, and Margo pressed Pam's face close to her body, wanting her to suck on as much of her breast as she could.
Pam took the other tit in her hand, and fondled it as she continued to suck hungrily on one of them.
Margo stroked the long, soft tresses that cascaded down the girl's supple back for moment. Then, she let her hands go limp, and surrendered to the pleasure that rose up inside of her like a wave gathers force as it nears the shore.
"Pam!" she intoned.
"What is it?" said her sister, lifting her face up from the twin melons of Margo's tits.
"The vibrator! Get the vibrator!"
Pam got up in search of it, and came back moments later with the battery operated thing in her hand.
It was long and pink, and shaped like a penis. The tip was a rosy pink, and it was covered with a soft, rubbery plastic that was spongy and flesh-like to the touch.
Pam switched it on, and it began to whir and hum, a gentle cat noise.
She placed it on one of Margo's nipples as she continued to suck on the other one.
The nipple responded in a mere fraction of a second, and became glittering and jewel like.
Pam moved the buzzing, pulsating rod down the surface of Margo's wonderful white skin.
It left tingles of electricity everywhere that it went, filling Margo's body with exquisite sensations.
Pam moved it slowly down to the damp, glistening patch of Margo's cunt.
"Oh yes, my clit, please put it on my clit!" she begged softly as she spread the lips of her cunt apart so that her sister could find the red, erect button that was the center of so much exquisite pleasure.
As soon as Pam pressed the vibrating tip against her sister's clit, Margo went wild.
She started jerking around wildly on the couch, and Pam could barely manage to keep the tip on her clit because Margo was thrashing about so much.
She pressed the vibrator down to Margo's cunt hole, and drew it slowly back to her clit.
She alternated like that for some time, sliding it to the entrance of Margo's cunt, then back to the clit, and then back to the lips of her cunt again.
Sweat dripped from Margo's face and body, and her face was a mask of wild, intense pleasure.
Her orgasms all came together in one blinding rush, leaving her dizzy and senseless for a few moments.
Pam shoved the vibrator deep into her cunt, and her muscles tensed, gripping it in a loving embrace.
"AARGH!" she shrieked loudly. Her body convulsed violently, and she snapped her legs shut so that the whirring plastic dick went flying across the room, its insistent humming never ceasing for a moment.
They were anxious to play some more, but they had to hurry and dress because they were meeting Celeste in a little while.
It had been Margo, so much older and more experienced, who had initiated Pam into the world of sex.
The two had been lovers for years, and had managed to keep their secret well concealed from the other members of the family, even from Celeste whom they loved so dearly.
As they got dressed, Margo looked at her sister's body with love and admiration. She remembered the first time they had made love. It must be two, no three years ago already! How time flew! But she remembered it well. Pam was no older than Celeste was today in fact.
Margo's thoughts turned to Celeste.
She hadn't seen her baby sister in a number of months, and she wondered how she was.
As if she could read her thoughts, Pam turned to Margo and said, "You won't recognize Celeste. She's really growing up! She looks so different!"
"Tell me everything!" Margo urged.
"Well, she stopped wearing braids, and she combs her hair out, and puts a barrette in the side. It makes her look so grown up. And she's started to use make-up!"
"Really?"
"Yeah! Mom bought her some blush and mascara and stuff, and I've caught her with my lipstick a couple of times."
"You're kidding!"
"I'm not. And get this. I think that she has a boyfriend!"
"Think? Think? you mean you don't know? Shame on you, Pam! What's happened to your abilities to snoop, anyway?" Margo demanded playfully.
"I've tried, Margo, I really have, but she's been really careful, guarding her secrets. I can't get a peep out of her!"
"I'll make her tell all right!"
"Well, I think he's some boy at school named Jay, or Ray or something like that. And he's not in her class either."
"It seems that you've found out something!"
"Very little, very little I'm afraid. But I think that he's a little older than she is. Maybe sixteen or seventeen."
"Do you think that our baby sister has been deflowered?"
"Well, if she has, she had better tell us!"
"Pam!"
"What?"
"I have a great idea!"
"What?"
"I think that you and I should get Celeste drunk tonight."
"Do you really think that's such a good idea?"
"Well, only a little drunk. And we'll make sure that it's something mild. Sherry. Or some nice wine. That should be OK."
"And then?"
"And then we get her to confess!"
"Margo, you are wicked!"
"Don't you know it!"
The two dissolved into giggles, and then they had to hurry or they would keep Celeste waiting.
She was there when they arrived, for Margo had wanted to stop and buy her a corsage.
The tender white roses looked beautiful in their green, waxy paper, and Margo knew that Celeste, who adored flowers, would love them.
"Hello, hello!" they called from across the street.
Celeste came dashing over to hug and kiss them.
Pam was right.
Margo had to keep looking at the girl over and over again to remind herself that this in fact was Celeste, her baby sister, and not some sophisticated young woman.
She was wearing heels, which made her seem taller. And she had painted her face with cosmetics. Her make-up was not heavy, but it lent glamour to the delicate features, and allure to her face.
Margo could see too that her breasts had ripened, and they swelled out of her snug fitting white sweater.
"Celeste, you are beautiful!" Margo said with delight and admiration.
"Yes, you are!" echoed Pam.
Celeste just hugged and kissed her two sisters.
They went into the restaurant.
There was a line, but Margo had made reservations, so they were seated as soon as they walked in.
Celeste had never been to such a fancy French restaurant before, and she was eager and curious about the menu, the food, the decor, the other people who ate there. Her interest and lively nature were infectious, and soon, all three of them were giggling away about nothing at all.
Margo ordered wine, and she didn't have to urge Celeste to drink it at all.
She was only too eager to try it, and drained her glass instantly.
"It's good!" she said with a bit of surprise in her voice.
Margo and Pam laughed, and Margo refilled her glass.
"Not so fast this time!" she cautioned, but her words were wasted. Celeste drained the second glass as quickly as the first.
Pam and Margo exchanged looks.
Margo didn't refill Celeste's glass again, but the girl just poured her own wine.
"Hang on, or you'll be drunk before dinner!" Margo warned.
Celeste listened this time, but she had already gulped down two glasses of strong red wine on an empty stomach, and it began to go to her head, making her feel airy and tipsy.
Conversation flowed easily. It had been a long time since they were all together and alone, and so they had a lot to say to one another.
It was Celeste who brought up the topic of her new boyfriend.
"Guess what!" she announced.
"What?" asked Margo, looking over at Pam.
"You'll never guess!"
"Try me!"
"Guess then!"
"You got a new job!"
"No!"
"You want to go to school to be a doctor!"
"No, no!"
"I give up!"
"I have a boyfriend!"
Pam shot Margo a look, across the table.
"Really?" said Margo.
"Yes, really!"
"Well, tell us about him already! We're dying to know!"
"Yes, go ahead!" urged Pam.
"He's wonderful! Simply wonderful!" she said, and a faraway look came into her eyes.
"What's his name?"
"Jason. Jason Raye. He's in the twelfth grade. And I'm just crazy about him!"
She stopped for a moment, and that dreamy look crossed her face again.
"Well, go on, tell us something else! What's he like, what do you two do together, what does he look like?"
"He's tall, and he has this wonderful curly brown hair, and his body is ..." she suddenly stopped, and blushed very red.
Margo and Pam were really interested now, but they didn't want to scare her into silence.
"His body is what?" asked Margo gently.
"It's wonderful!" she said in an almost reverent tone of voice.
They all fell silent after that.
As much as Margo wanted to probe her sister for more concrete information, she somehow couldn't bring herself to intrude upon her innocent rapture.
Celeste would tell them if she wanted to.
And Margo had a feeling that she did want to, and that she would when the moment was right.
They had dinner, which was lovely, and ordered sherry to have with their dessert.
Celeste had been a little quiet after her first admission, but when the waiter had served them their mousse, she said, "I'm just so confused, Margo."
"Confused about what?" her sister asked.
"About Jason. About me. About what's right."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, it's just that he keeps pressuring me, you know what I mean?"
"To have sex with him?"
"Yes."
"And you don't want to?"
"It's not that, it's just ..."
"Just what?"
"Well, he does some things that I like, but there are other things that scare me. Things I've been told are wrong, that I shouldn't do. I just don't know what to do anymore!"
"Why don't you tell me what you mean?"
"I love it when he touches me, but sometimes, I get all upset when he wants me to touch him back. He wants me to touch him in all these strange places, you know ..."
"Like where?"
"Oh you know what I mean ...between his legs and stuff like that ..."
"Does he do it to you?" Pam asked.
They were all silent for a moment.
Celeste looked nervous. She cleared her throat as if she were about to speak, but she just stared at her dessert, and said nothing.
Pam and Margo didn't say anything either.
Finally, she said, "Yes." in a small tone of voice.
"Well honey, you don't have to be so upset about that!" said Margo.
"No?"
"No! If that's something that you like and you want, and it feels good, there is no reason on earth why you shouldn't do it. NO reason at all!"
"But I know that if Mom and Dad knew about it ..."
"Mom and Dad are wonderful people, but they don't have to know about every single little thing that you do, do they? After all Celeste, I don't tell them everything about my life. Neither does Pam."
"You don't?" Celeste asked, looking first at Margo, and then at Pam.
"Of course not!" they said together.
Celeste seemed a good deal more relaxed after that, and on the way home, she was filled with stories about her new boyfriend.
It seemed that their sister was still a virgin. Margo didn't know whether to be pleased about that or not. It seemed to her that her baby sister still had a lot of hang ups about sex, and that she was still consumed by guilt. She had said that she really enjoyed touching Jason, and she loved having him touch her, but she was always worried about what he was going to think of her, or what her parents would think. Margo wished that she could help her relax a little bit.
They were going to spend the week end together. Well, there was still time.
Chapter Three
By the time they had finished eating dinner, it was pretty late, and so they took a taxi back to Margo's apartment.
Pam and Celeste were chattering away like a pair of parrots, but Margo was silent and thoughtful. She was still thinking that she might help Celeste unwind about sex a little bit.
She thought of her own relationship with Pam, and she wondered if now were the time to tell Celeste about that. Maybe if she stumbled upon them or something. It was worth a try.
When they got home, Pam started to peel off her clothes instantly. Celeste followed her example, and so Margo was given the chance to observe her little sister's firm breasts as they emerged from beneath her sweater and bra.
She stripped off the rest of her clothes, and Margo saw her pussy, with its sparse hair that just barely covered the pouting lips.
She pranced around the apartment quite naked, without a trace of shame.
"I'm going to take a bath!" she announced gaily to her sisters.
"Go ahead. The soap is in there, and I've got some bubble bath in that cabinet underneath the sink if you want to use it."
"Bubble bath? What kind?" she asked, eager as a child.
"Oh, I don't remember, Take a look." Margo answered.
Celeste went into the bathroom and started the water.
Margo sat down on the sofa, clad only in her black slip and bra, and looked over at Pam, who was also wearing only her underwear.
"Well, we found out what we wanted to. Our baby still preserves the flower of her womanhood!" said Pam quietly.
"Yeah, but it's almost too bad!"
"What do you mean, Margo?"
"I don't know, really. It's only that she seems to be so uptight about sex, you know. Still all worried about what other people are going to think, instead of thinking about what she wants for herself." Margo said.
"I guess you're right."
There was a pause.
"But what can we do about it Margo?" Pam asked her sister seriously.
"I have a few ideas!" said Margo, and leaned over to pinch her sister's tits playfully.
The nipples hardened, and were clearly visible through her bra.
"I don't understand." Pam murmured, but she made no effort to move Margo's hands away from her breasts.
"You will, baby, you will!" cooed Margo, and swept Pam into her arms for a long kiss.
Pam didn't resist any more, and returned the kiss with passion, and her hands quickly reached up to unhook the sexy black lace bra which confined her sister's lush white tits.
The bra fell to the floor, and Margo's glorious flesh was unleashed. Pam kneaded the bright red nipples in her hands, and watched as their color deepened to scarlet under her expert caress.
"Oh Pam!" Margo groaned.
Margo's own hands were busy with Pam's scanty pink panties, and she slipped them off so that she could cup the round white cheeks of Pam's ass in her hands. The flesh was firm and springy, and she kneaded it like dough.
Pam moved her face from Margo, and bent her lips down so that she could suck on her sister's gorgeous nipples.
Margo sighed deeply as she felt her sister draw the hard red knot of her nipple into her warm, wet mouth and suck on it greedily.
She slid her hands around so that they were now caressing Pam's thighs, and then she attacked her pussy which was already wet and dripping with passion.
The walls of Pam's cunt contracted quickly as Margo shot a finger deep into the recesses of her body.
She moved it in and out, stopping only to rub the girl's swollen, blood engorged clit.
"Get down on the floor!" Margo whispered to Pam.
Pam obeyed, and soon, they were rolling around passionately on the soft carpet.
They got into a good sixty-nine position, and began to suck hungrily on one another's cunts.
Margo drove her tongue deep into Pam's cunt, and Pam bit wildly on Margo's stiff clitoris.
They were so involved in their heated embrace that they didn't notice that the water had long since stopped running, and that Celeste was through with her bath.
She stood in the bathroom drying herself off for some time.
The conversation she had had with her sisters over dinner had made her blood tingle in a strange way. It was like the way she felt when her boyfriend touched her.
Drying her body slowly, she stopped to admire the lovely shape of her lithe, long legs, and the graceful way her waist curved in and her hips swelled ever so slightly outward.
She lovingly toweled off her breasts, noticing for the first time that the nipples were a soft peach color, and that it made a wonderful contrast to her white skin.
Gingerly, she dried her cunt.
As the rough surface of the towel slithered past her parted lips, she felt a sudden rush of excitement.
Without thinking, she repeated the motion again, and then again.
She stood there for several moments, rubbing her cunt lips and clit with the towel.
The blood rose to her face, and she heard a strange whirring sound in her ears.
She would have continued to do this for some time longer, but a noise from the other room distracted her, and she abruptly broke off from what she had been doing.
She slipped into her nightgown and splashed cold water on her face so that the blush that was painted there would vanish.
Then, she opened the door and stepped out into the living room.
She could hardly believe what she saw, and for a moment, she thought that she was in the wrong apartment.
Margo and Pam were on the floor, stark naked and legs spread while their faces were deeply buried in one another's spread and dripping slits. So intense was their passion, in fact, that they didn't even hear her come into the room, nor did they hear the sudden sharp intake of breath as her shock registered.
She groped for a chair, and sat down with a thud.
She couldn't speak for a while, and only watched them, half in horror, and half in arousal.
She knew that Jason had always wanted to touch her there, and he had pleaded with her to let him kiss it.
She had always said no, although the mere thought of it it sent desire rising to her throat like a startled bird.
Now, to see Margo and Pam doing it to each other.
She burst out laughing, for it seemed so strange.
Both Margo and Pam looked up then, and saw Celeste seated at the table, watching them with rapt attention.
Neither of them seemed in any way upset that she was there. In fact, Margo sat up, and motioned for Celeste to come over to where she sat.
Celeste couldn't move at first, for she felt shy.
"Don't be scared honey. Come over here to me!" Margo coaxed.
Celeste got up, and crossed the room.
"Sit down!" Margo instructed.
Celeste sat down, clutching her towel around her.
Margo leaned over to switch off the light.
Celeste's heart was beating so wildly that she felt she could scarcely breathe any more.
Margo said nothing, but began to kiss Celeste's shoulder, very slowly at first. Pam started to kiss her other shoulder, and the only sound in the room was the soft sucking motion made by their lips as they touched the surface of Celeste's ivory skin.
Celeste closed her eyes, and just let the waves of warm, erotic pleasure flow around her.
She wasn't at all afraid. Somehow, being with Margo and Pam made everything all right. Everything.
Margo gently loosed the towel from her body, exposing her pert breasts to their eager gaze.
Margo cupped one, and slowly stroked it as if it were a kitten that she caressed. When she brought her mouth down so that she could suck the peach nipple, Celeste thought she might faint from pleasure.
Pam started to suck on the other one, and together, they pushed her back gently to the floor.
Pam pulled the towel away, and tossed it aside, so that Celeste's youthful nudity was unclouded by any traces of clothing.
She continued to suck on the girl's nipples, delighting as they turned to rock like jewels in her mouth.
Margo had moved off of her breasts, and was softly biting the firm white stomach, and teasing the girl's navel with her hot tongue.
Her hands traced teasing paths down Celeste's thighs and legs, and they would occasionally brush at her delicate patch of pubic hair.
The feeling rose and swelled in Celeste's eager young cunt, and she yearned for her longing to be eased. Her own fingers drifted down to her cunt, and began to toying with the lips, and the stiff knob of her clitoris.
Margo placed her face there, and rubbed it all around for a few seconds. Then, her tongue darted out of her mouth, and slid its way across the slick moist coral slit of her baby sister's cunt.
"Oh, that feels so good, Margo!" Celeste moaned.
"You like it?" Margo teased, stopping her licking motions for a moment.
"Oh god, yes! I love it!"
"Do you want me to go on?"
"Yes, yes, please go on!"
"Then ask me!"
"Suck it, Margo. Please suck it."
"Suck what?" Margo knew that she was being a little cruel, but she thought that it was for a good reason.
"You know ..." her sister said, unable to complete the thought.
"Suck what?" Margo repeated, and she blew a tiny stream of hot air across the tortured little slit.
"My cunt, my cunt! Suck it!" she finally exploded.
Margo had wanted her to say it, to recognize what she wanted, and to be able to put it into words. She bent down again, and attacked her sister's throbbing pit with new energy and passion.
The girl groaned and shook with the pleasure that coursed through her veins as she felt the tongue of another human being caressing her cunt for the very first time.
Pam was now sucking on her tits, chewing first on one nipple and then the other while her hands was busy in her own hot box.
Margo was still sucking noisily away at the virgin cunt, stopping only to attack the tiny puckered dot of her sister's asshole.
Celeste was incoherent now, and the only sound she uttered were little low animal sounds of pleasure as her two sisters continued to suck her.
She had never had an orgasm before, so she was unprepared for the feelings that rose in her, and flooded her young body.
She writhed in pleasure, and thrashed around on the soft carpet as the two expert tongues caressed and sucked her young form.
She was moaning and sighing, and then finally shrieking as she came in a series of piercing orgasms that seemed to shoot through her like bolts of lightning.
"OH! OH! OH!" she screamed, her voice hoarse and tormented.
Margo moved away then, after biting down hard on the swollen clit one final time.
Celeste panted hoarsely, her eyes closed, and her chest moving rapidly up and down.
Neither Margo nor Pam were entirely satisfied yet, so after a few minutes, they moved towards one another, and started to kiss each with the slow, hot kisses they both knew and loved so well.
Celeste opened her eyes to see them entwined in one another's arms again, hands busily rubbing away in their cunts.
Then, Margo got up and went into the other room. When she came back, Celeste's eyes very nearly popped out of her head in wonder.
Margo was wearing something very strange indeed.
It had black leather straps that crossed her ass, and then came around her waist in a kind of a knot, so that they formed a belt. They held in place a huge pink penis, that was so realistically rendered that Celeste had a hard time believing that it wasn't real.
It looked so much mush like a real dick!
It was a natural skin color, and the big, flared tip was a slightly rosier hue. It even had very naturalistic veins in it and everything.
It was also huge.
Margo was also wearing very high black boots with this strange little item, and she had to adjust her gait to the heels, and so her tits stuck out jauntily, swaying and dancing as she strutted in.
"Margo! Where did that come from?" squealed Pam.
"Oh, it was just a little gift from Kirk!"
"From Kirk? Whatever for?"
"Guess!" she said with a sly smile.
Celeste was a little frightened. She still thought that it might be real, and she reached out a ginger finger to touch it.
She breathed a sigh of relief when she discovered that it was only plastic after all.
Pam and Margo found her attitude comic, and burst out laughing.
They all agreed though, that Celeste should lose her virginity to a real cock, and not a plastic one, so that the giant, ten inch monster would be reserved for the older and more experienced cunts of Margo and Pam.
Celeste would just watch.
And, after all, there were all sorts of other things that she could do.
Pam licked her lips, and spread her legs wide.
"You want it?" her sister asked, in a slightly threatening tone of voice. It was, after all, quite enormous.
"I sure do!"
Margo got between Pam's parted thighs, and kissed her with bruising intensity. Her hands roughly fondled her tits, pinching the nipples as Pam moaned with delight.
Celeste's eyes opened wide as she saw Pam spread her legs to accept the giant tool that was strapped onto Margo's body.
It slid in a little, and then a little more, until finally it was all the way in.
Pam swiveled her hips around on the floor as Margo began the deep, thrusting motions.
Her mouth was glued to Pam's, and she gripped her buttocks tightly so that she could enter her more easily.
Their movements were not the same gentle ones they had been when they had been making love to Celeste. Now, they were violent, brutal and course.
Over and over again, Margo thrust the huge shaft into Pam's tight hole, and over and over again, Pam's body rose to meet the driving thrusts.
Pam was biting Margo's shoulder, and howling like a bitch in heat. From time to time, she used her nails to rake Margo's back, leaving raw gashes to mark her path.
"UUGh! AARGH!" Pam groaned, clutching Margo's body fiercely too her as she came in a series of shuddering spasms.
Margo slowed down her motions a little bit, and then gradually, she stopped, and rolled off of her sister. She flopped down on the floor next to her, the thick pink dick still waving furiously in the air.
Celeste had gotten hot again just watching them, but she was still afraid to let the mammoth dildo penetrate her tight, virgin cunt.
Now, Margo had slipped it off, and was toying with the wet, thick patch of cunt hair.
Celeste was suddenly filled with a desire to suck Margo's cunt.
She came over, and sat down next to her.
In a hesitant, exploratory fashion, she touched the luscious full tits of her sister, and watched with delight as they grew hard under her touch.
Margo watched Celeste closely, but said nothing.
Celeste's young fingers moved their way down the milky surface of Margo's body, rubbing and patting her all the way.
She reached a tentative finger into Margo sopping cunt lips.
"MMMMMmmmm!" the older woman sighed.
Excited and encouraged, Celeste pushed Margo's thighs apart, and bent down between them.
She sniffed at the sharp spicy twat for a moment before she flicked her little pink tongue out of her mouth to taste it.
It was delicious!
She drank in all of her sister's sweet juices as they oozed and dribbled from her hot, excited cunt.
Celeste got down on all fours, and began to suck greedily away at the spread snatch.
Her own virgin ass was sticking straight up in the air, and mute but powerful invitation for Pam.
Silently, she crept up behind her, and started to rub Celeste's supple spine, letting her hands trail slowly down the surface of her hot body to the firm white globes of the fiery girl's spread ass.
She stroked the cheeks for a bit, and let her hands occasionally slip between them.
It felt wonderful as far as Celeste was concerned, and she had no desire for it to cease.
Then, she felt her sister's hot tongue reach out and probe her asshole.
She contracted within instants, and forced the tongue out of her ass. It felt great, but how could Pam want to do that!
She was shocked.
But Pam knew that these things took time.
She moved back up to Celeste's ass, and around the girl's waist so that she could probe her cunt.
That was wonderful, and Celeste parted her legs so that Pam could get at her slit more easily.
She grew hotter and hotter, both from the subtle pressure in her cunt, and the sharp, aromatic smell of Margo's cunt.
The next time Pam's tongue darted into her asshole, she closed her eyes, and let out a deep sigh.
Pam finger-fucked herself as she licked the sweet baby asshole of her little sister.
She drove her tongue all the way in, making Celeste squirm and shudder with new and untold delight.
Celeste was a fast learner, and soon, her furious licking had Margo in the throes of another powerful climax.
This in turn made her hotter, and she nibbled and bit with even more fury that before.
Finally, her cunt raw and swollen beyond belief, Margo pushed Celeste gently away from her.
Pam continued to eat the girl's ass, and Celeste pulled on her clit, so that in seconds, she too was coming.
At the same time, Pam's own hands had created such fierce passion in her cunt too that she was also gripped by the blinding force of an orgasm that made her snort and pant for breath.
No one moved for a long time.
Margo was the first to get up, and she was more than a little bit unsteady on her feet.
She stumbled into the bathroom, and turned on the water.
She knew that Pam would need a good hot bath to ease her sore cunt, and she wouldn't mind one herself.
The hot water sent up fluffy, vaporous clouds of steam, and Margo sat on the ledge of the tub, and dangled her legs into the hot water.
Pam came in, and sure enough, she was clutching her pussy.
"Oooh, am I sore!"
"Poor baby! Let me kiss it!"
"Thanks, that's better!"
"Want to take a bath?"
"Good idea!"
She climbed into the tub, and began to soap her body. Margo joined her.
"How's Celeste?" Margo asked.
"Asleep and smiling!"
"I'm glad!"
"Do you think that she'll be able to handle it? I mean, our being lovers and everything?"
"I think she's going to be just fine! It was the best thing for her!"
"Do you really think so Margo?"
"I most certainly do! After all, you were her age when I first initiated you into the wonderful world of sexual pleasure!"
"I guess you're right. But it seems different somehow."
"That's because you're used to thinking of her as your baby sister. But you can see how she's grown up can't you? It was the first thing that you said to me about her!"
"You're right! But I can't help worrying a little."
They were silent a while.
"You don't think that she'll tell Mom and Dad, do you Margo?" Pam asked, a note of fear creeping into her voice.
"I'm sure that she won't! I'll bet the next thing that we hear from her is how she got laid! "
They took a long bath, and soaped each other until they were both squeaky clean.
When Margo went into the living room, she found Celeste sound asleep on the floor, and snoring lightly.
Gathering up the young girl into her arms, she brought her into her bedroom.
She put her on the wide bed, and covered her up.
"I'm starved!" whispered Pam.
"Me too!"
"Let's eat!"
They went into the kitchen, and even though they had eaten a sumptuous meal that evening, they started making a big meal anyway.
"I guess sex gives you a good appetite!" laughed Margo.
"I guess so!"
They sat at the table and giggled and gossiped as they ate.
After a while, Celeste wandered into the room, still naked. She looked very foggy, and rubbed her eyes.
"Hi angel!" Margo greeted her.
"How are you, Celeste?" Pam asked, slightly anxious.
"I'm just wonderful!" she said, and gave each of her sisters a big kiss on the mouth.
Margo and Pam just beamed at each other.
"But I'm starved! How come you haven't offered me anything to eat?" she said, looking over at the table that was loaded with bread, cheese, milk, mustard, cookies and more.
"Eat! Please eat something!" they both said at once.
"Thank you, I think I will!" she said sunnily, and began to spread a piece of bread very liberally with peanut butter.
Chapter Four
Her first instinct was to ignore it, but it kept ringing, and finally, she was forced out of her nice warm bed, and made her sleepy way across the room to answer it.
"Margo?"
"MMMmmm?"
"Honey, it's Kirk."
"Hi," she muttered, still half asleep.
"Margo, wake up, would you?"
"OK, OK! Only don't shout! What time is it anyway?"
"Noon."
"Really?"
"Yes, really. I'm calling because I want to come over and take you and your sisters to breakfast. Or rather lunch."
"I don't know if it's such a great idea Kirk."
"Why not? You know, I've never met either of them before."
"That's exactly what I mean!"
"What are you talking about?"
"Look, Kirk, I'll call you tomorrow OK?" she said, and prepared to hang up the phone.
"Not so fast! Margo, why don't you want me to meet your sisters? Do you think I'm going to fuck them something?"
Margo paused a minute. She hadn't really thought it through before, but that was exactly what she thought.
Why should that bother her so much, anyway?
She wasn't jealous, but somehow, she was just the slightest bit afraid of Kirk. Or of Kirk and her together.
She knew that she was pretty uninhibited sexually, but he was truly wild, and knew absolutely no limitations, no boundaries. When they were together, she became as reckless as he was. That was fine for her, but somehow, she worried about her sisters a little bit. They might not be able to take him, and God alone knew what kinky scenes he might think up. No, it was better that he didn't meet them. At least not today. Celeste had already had more than enough for one week end, and Margo didn't see any reason to push things.
Kirk was still on the phone, letting her think it through. He was very perceptive about such things, and waited for her to say something before he began a new line of attack.
"No Kirk, I really don't think that it's a good idea. Just trust me, all right? I'll explain everything to you when we see each other tomorrow, OK? Now please, just leave me alone right now, and let me spend the day with Celeste and Pam myself."
"Margo, what is going on? Why don't you want me to meet them? You're not usually like this!"
"Kirk, please!" she said in a strained tone, and then she hung up.
She stuffed the phone under the pillow, so if he tried to call back, he would get a busy signal.
She went back into the bedroom.
Pam and Celeste were asleep, their arms clasped around each other.
Margo smiled, and then she slipped into her jeans and a shirt. She went down to get the paper. Maybe the three of them would go to the theater, or to a museum or something.
It was a crisp fall day, and she took a deep breath as she hit Lexington Avenue. It smelled pretty good, at least for New York.
She stopped in a bakery to buy some croissants, and a jar of fresh strawberry preserves.
She wasn't especially hungry, but she thought that Pam and Celeste might be when they got up, and she wanted to have something in the house for them.
Then, she noticed the drugstore was having a sale on sunglasses, and she really needed a new pair so she stopped in for a few minutes. Drugstores are ever seductive places, and before she was through, Margo had bought a bottle of nail polish, two lipsticks and a new package of nail files in addition to the sunglasses.
Then, she went upstairs.
She was surprised to find Pam chattering away on the telephone. She broke off when she saw Margo come in, saying, "Oh, I've got to go. Here she is. Well, I'll look forward to seeing you in a little while then, OK?."
She hung up.
"Who was that?" Margo asked, her eyes narrowing with suspicion.
"Your friend Kirk."
"I thought I put the phone off the hook!" exploded Margo, as she put her packages down with an angry thud on the wood table behind her.
"Oh, did you do that on purpose? I just heard it making that funny beeping noise, and I thought you had forgotten it, so I hung it up again. Then, the phone rang, and it was Kirk."
"Uh huh!" sulked Margo.
"What are you so angry about, anyway? I thought that you liked him!"
"Oh, I do, I do!"
"So what's going on? He said he wants to meet us, and that we'll all go out for brunch. It sounds fine to me."
"Oh Jesus!"
"Margo, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, nothing!" she said in an exasperated tone of voice. Then, to herself she added, "The bastard!"
Pam looked confused but said nothing.
Margo surveyed her sister's naked form.
"Well, for God's sake, get dressed, would you? You don't want to be naked when he gets here, do you?"
"OK, OK, only don't yell at me!"
Their voices woke Celeste as well, and the two of them were still getting dressed as the door bell buzzed.
"I'll get it! You two go in there and finish getting dressed!" Margo ordered curtly.
"Hi Kirk!" she said smoothly as she let him in.
"Hi honey!" he said, kissing her full pouting lips.
She stepped neatly out of his reach.
"I guess Pam told you that I would be over."
"Yes, she did."
"Well, you could be a bit more gracious about it, my dear!"
"Let's wait and see if you deserve it!" she said, as she shot him a long, meaningful look.
Just then, Pam came into the room, followed by Celeste.
"Kirk, I'd like you to meet my sisters," Margo said.
She watched his eyes travel up and down the two girls, and her mouth tightened as she noticed how his gaze lingered on Celeste's high, full tits that were outlined clearly by her maroon Danskin, and Pam's sexy thighs in her tight jeans.
"Pleased to meet you," Kirk said with a charming smile, and he extended his hand to each of them.
He took them out for omelet's, and he chatted with them amiably the whole time.
Margo could see that they were clearly captivated by his smooth, urbane manner, his wit, his style.
She was silent and aloof, but she had to admit that so far, he had done nothing amiss.
When they went off to the ladies' room together, he took her hand and stroked it sensuously.
"Now, now, don't sulk, Margo. It's most unbecoming!"
She glared at him, but she didn't say anything.
"You shouldn't be so selfish Margo! Just because you like to suck your sisters' cunts shouldn't mean that no one else can!"
Her jaw dropped open. She hadn't told him about Pam, so how could he know about it?
He saw her startled expression and he laughed.
"Don't look so shocked! I know you pretty well by now! I knew that something strange was going on, but I couldn't figure out what it was."
"How did you guess?" she asked.
"Oh, by little things. It wasn't you so much, but the two of them, especially the youngest one. Something about the way she would look at you, or at Pam. I can't put my finger on it really. I only know that I can usually sense when people are having sex. And I could smell this one a mile off!"
He chuckled again.
She really didn't know what to say. She hadn't told him about Pam because she thought that despite his very liberal attitudes on the subject, this might freak him out a little bit.
But clearly, he was amused rather than angry.
"So you think that this is funny?" she said.
"Funny is not exactly the right word. I would say more like erotic. Very, very erotic."
"Oh you do, do you?"
"Margo baby, do you think that you're the first one to discover incest? I've been fucking my sister for years! I was her first, and she was mine. She lives in Chicago now, but whenever she's in New York for a family gathering or something like that, we always manage to sneak off for a few hours, and have a good, hot fuck!"
"You're kidding!"
"I am not!"
She laughed for the first time that day.
"Well, and to think that you've never told me!" she said, still laughing a little.
"It never came up!" he said, and gave her hand a little squeeze.
Then, Pam and Celeste joined them again.
Margo was in a much better mood now, and she participated in the spirited conversation.
Kirk had been telling Pam and Celeste about his Park Avenue penthouse, and they were both very anxious to see it.
"Well, why don't we go up there after we've finished here?"
Margo said nothing, but she looked a little uncomfortable.
He gave her leg a reassuring squeeze underneath the table, and she squeezed his thigh in return. Maybe she was being silly. Maybe she should trust him after all. Wasn't she the one who always said that if it felt good, do it?
Pam and Celeste were thrilled by that notion, and hurried through the rest of their meal, so that they could go.
They all piled into a cab, and they were therein no time.
"Oh, it's gorgeous!" breathed Celeste as they walked into the living room which was richly and elegantly furnished.
Kirk invested his money in art, so there were several things in the room by Matisse, Roualt, Picasso, and other prominent artists of the nineteenth and the twentieth century's.
"Look at this Margo!" said Pam, admiring a rare and precious Oriental vase.
They oohed and ahhed all over the place as they wandered around.
Kirk put on some music, and made himself comfortable on the wide black velvet sofa.
His jeans were tight, and Margo knew that he never wore underwear.
She could see the bulge in his crotch, and she was sure that his familiar ten inches was getting good and hard.
Before she had time to really worry about that, the bell rang.
"Are you expecting anyone?" Margo asked him.
He didn't answer, but went to the door.
Margo was shocked to see Warren, the waiter from the bar. He was even more handsome than she had remembered, and the mere thought of being fucked by both him and Kirk suddenly became wildly exciting to her. She felt the moisture seeping out from her pussy, and staining the silky peach satin panties that she was wearing.
"Won't you come in?" Kirk was saying.
"Hi Margo, how are you?" Warren said shyly.
"Fine, fine," she said, not looking at him, but instead throwing furious looks at Kirk. This was all his doing, she was sure! He had planned the whole thing. She knew that she could leave this very instant, but she hated to make a scene, and spoil the day for Pam and Celeste.
Kirk was introducing Warren to the girls, and Margo sat down, trying to think of a discreet way to get out of there quickly.
Kirk then brought out a bottle of wine, which he offered to everyone.
Naturally, Celeste and Pam were going to have some, and he poured the big, hand-blown goblets to the brim.
"To families!" said, and he drained his glass.
Pam, Warren, and Celeste followed his example, and soon, they were all on their second glass.
Margo drank hers up too. Maybe it would help her unwind a little bit. God, but she was tense today!
The rest of them seemed to need no help though. They were laughing and talking and enjoying themselves thoroughly. Margo caught Warren looking at her a few times, but she looked away.
The conversation turned to dancing. Kirk, it seemed was an excellent dancer, and the girls pleaded for lessons.
He put on some music, and they all got up to dance.
Margo sat on the sofa, while Warren snuggled up with Pam, and Kirk got cozy with Celeste.
Then quite suddenly, Kirk announced that he was too warm, and he stripped off his shirt.
His bare chest, covered with white hair, was still muscular and powerful, and Margo could see how he pulled Celeste and mashed her against his torso.
The dancing continued, and grew more agitated.
Somebody opened a window, but the room was still hot.
Warren took off his shirt too, and then they switched partners.
"Margo, do you want to dance?" said Pam.
"No, that's all right. You go ahead." Margo responded.
"I'm really hot!" she exclaimed.
"Why don't you take off your shirt too?" laughed Kirk, but Margo knew that he meant it.
"OK, I will then!" she said, responding to his silly dare.
"Pam!" Margo interjected, but it was too late already.
Pam had pulled off her lightweight shirt, and the full moons of her white breasts were covered only by her white cotton bra.
Both men looked hungrily at the twin treasure, and when she went over to Kirk to resume dancing, he gave one of her tits a little squeeze.
She just giggled, and so he squeezed the other one.
As they danced, he continued to stroke her tits, and then he began to kiss her.
She responded with real passion. She was very attracted to him from the first moment that she saw him, and this seemed like the most natural thing in the world to her.
She rubbed her soft white hands up and down his torso, and occasionally, she touched the now clearly prominent bulge in his pants.
His hands moved to cup her ass, and soon they were no longer dancing at all, but just standing there as kissing madly.
He drew her to the floor, and unhooked her bra, so that her dazzingly white breasts greeted his eager gaze.
Margo hated to admit it, but she was really getting turned on by watching Pam and Kirk, She had been making it with her sister for years, and she had always thought her a hot little piece, but she had never seen her in action with anyone else.
Without thinking, her hand wandered down to her crotch, which she began to rub.
Warren was there in an instant.
He nuzzled her soft throat.
"Good to see you, Margo honey!" he whispered, and his hands ran through her long, thick hair.
Her eyes closed, and she turned her face so that her mouth met his in a fierce, wet kiss.
His hands slowly undid her blouse, taking his time so that he could tease and tantalize her.
Her breath started to come in short gasps as his hands touched the full, rich cleavage that swelled up out of her bra.
Then, he pressed his face to her tits, and was ripping at the bra so he could suck their full, naked glory.
Celeste was a little overwhelmed. Both of her sisters were deeply engaged with these strange men.
It aroused her, but it also frightened her a little bit too.
Kirk caught her eye, and motioned her to come over to him.
She did, and he tilted her dimpled chin up in his big, powerful hand.
"You are so adorable!" he said, and he gave her a long kiss on the parted lips.
She responded, a little hesitantly at first, but then with increasing passion. He pulled away from her to gaze at Pam.
"Go ahead," he urged.
They stood still.
"I want to see you together."
Pam and Celeste looked at each other, and then their mouths met in a deep, searching kiss.
Instinctively, Pam reached for Celeste's tits, and pulled off her top so that she could stroke them with ease.
Kirk pulled out his dick as he watched the two sweet adolescents embracing one another.
He began to rub the tip first, and then his hands moved to the full, fat shaft which grew thick with blood in a matter of minutes.
Celeste and Pam were peeling off the rest of their clothes now, anxious to have a taste of one another's cunts, which had already started to ooze and drip with sweet juices.
When they were both naked, he could stand it no longer; he simply could not let so much delectable flesh go untasted, and untouched. He drew both girls into his strong embrace, his hands covering their tits, thighs, asses and bellies.
He drew them both down on the floor.
His cock was a rigid pole now, standing up and begging for attention.
"Lick it for me!" he ordered softly.
Pam got to her knees between his parted legs, and drew the thick tool into her mouth.
She sucked on it with great energy, using her tongue to slick up the surface of the shaft so that it would slide easily in and out of her lovely lips.
Her hands rolled the sack of his hairy balls around, making him moan with bliss.
He did manage to open his eyes though, and he turned to Celeste, whose naked, quivering form shivered with lust as she watched her pretty older sister suck on the powerful rod of the man.
"Come, sit on my face!" he said.
Celeste obeyed him, and positioned herself over his upturned face. He yanked her legs a little bit, so that her cunt was directly over his mouth. He took a deep breath, and licked her all over.
She sighed, and her hands clenched tightly together.
As Pam nibbled away at his swollen meat, Celeste rode his face, her whole body convulsing with the pleasure that his hot, teasing tongue sent through her while he licked.
Her sweet, ambrosial juices seeped from her cunt as he tongued her, sending a warm, fragrant river of fluid all over his face. He loved it.
The sensation of having his whole face bathed with her dew as his cock was being sucked by another gorgeous young woman was too much for him.
He began to snort heavily, like a raging bull.
Suddenly, he was filled with the desire to be soaking with all of her fluids, all of them.
He stopped licking for a moment.
Celeste opened her eyes, still breathing heavily.
"Piss on me!" he whispered to her.
At first she thought that she wasn't hearing him correctly. He couldn't want her to do that on him. He simply couldn't.
But the wine did fill her bladder, and she realized that she should go to the bathroom to relieve herself. She tried to rise, but he stopped her.
It was as if he could read her thoughts.
"Do it on me!" he begged.
She looked down at him then, his face wet and shining with the moist stuff that had seeped from her dripping twat.
"I want you to piss on me, Celeste!" he repeated in an intense whisper.
He began to tickle her cunt, slightly above her clit.
It felt good, but it also made her want to relieve herself.
She tried to get up, but her grabbed her legs, and pinned her down.
He kept teasing her cunt.
Now she really did have to use the bathroom.
"Please let me go!" she whined softly.
"Do it here!" he ordered.
He wouldn't let her go, and the sensation became painful. She struggled vainly, but it was no use, for he simply wasn't going to let her go.
Finally, she could stand it no longer.
She let go, and allowed the golden hot piss to rush forth, bathing him totally like warm summer rain.
"MMMMmmm!" he groaned with pleasure as the piss soaked his hair.
Pam stopped licking his cock for a moment, and she was startled to find that her baby sister was in the process of urinating on this man's face.
She opened her eyes wide, but said nothing.
Celeste felt better now, and quickly got up to get a towel or something.
Kirk grabbed Pam.
"You do it too!" he ordered.
"What?" she said, still unable to believe what she had seen only seconds before.
"Do it! Rain on me! Give me that glorious golden shower!"
He pulled her to her feet.
"Go on!" he urged, and started to slide his fingers into her cunt to get her really aroused.
She just stood there for a moment, eves closed and chest heaving as he fingered her hot center.
"Do it, do it!" he was begging.
She thought that it felt so good, and his voice was so hypnotic that almost without thinking, she released her control, and her warm golden shower poured down all over him.
Kirk was delighting in it.
He was soaked with the beautiful piss of the two exquisite young women. He rubbed it all over his face and chest.
Pam, a little shocked by what she had done, hopped up and went off in search of a towel.
While Kirk was rolling around in all that piss, Margo and Warren were deeply engaged in a hot little scene of their own.
She was lying on her stomach, ass sticking way up in the air.
His hands grasped her big tits as they swung forward, and his cock was ramming in and out of her tight, hot asshole.
She was moaning loudly as he pumped his fierce, rigid tool in and out of her.
His mouth was glued to her neck, and he was leaving deep purple bruises to mark the places where he had kissed.
Her whole body convulsed from the pleasure, and her own two hands were buried deep within her cunt, and were rubbing away frantically.
"Oh, do it to me harder baby!" she was crying.
Kirk watched them with growing interest and lust.
He thought that if Warren did it to her ass any harder, Margo might be torn in two from the driving pressure of his powerful dick.
But Warren complied, and his already heated movements and thrusts grew more and more frenzied.
Her moans turned into one long shriek of pleasure, and Warren shot his steaming white cream deep into the innermost recesses of her tight, hot ass.
At that moment, Pam and Celeste walked back into the room.
Celeste was wide eyed at the sight of Margo's ass taking what seemed like such abuse, and she wasn't sure whether her older sister was screaming in pain or pleasure.
What she didn't realize is how close the two really are, but she would come to learn that very soon.
Kirk was busy with his own dick as he watched Margo getting it in the ass, and he reached for Celeste.
He was still wet from her piss, and the odor of it hovered sharply about him.
He grabbed her, and started to kiss her.
The girl was still hot, and she responded to his rough caress, enjoying the feel of his hands as they played with her hardening nipples.
His fingers went down to her pussy, and he slipped one into the delicate little petals there.
He realized that she was a virgin when he felt how tight she was. The thought filled him with uncontrollable lust.
"I'm going to fuck you baby!" he whispered, and he fingered her pussy even faster.
She was excited, but scared too.
She had seen his big, tool, and wished that if she had to lose her virginity this week-end, it would be to Warren, whose cock was big, but no ten incher like Kirk's.
"Come into the bedroom with me," he urged, taking her hand.
She followed him, and sat down on the enormous bed that was covered with a fur spread.
"Lie down."
She did, and the soft texture of the fur under her made her body tingle with lust.
She closed her eyes.
He began to trace a slow hot path up from her feet to the inner part of her soft young thigh.
She quivered in anticipation.
He leaned over, and started to kiss her instep.
Then, he drew her sweet little toes into his mouth, and began to suck on them. She giggled, aroused and amused by the unfamiliar sensations.
His mouth traveled up her leg, and reached her cunt.
He started licking her slowly, so as to prolong her pleasure.
She sighed softly as he sucked her young virgin cunt.
He was toying with his stiff tool as he sucked her, anxious to drive it deeply into her body.
He moved up slowly, using a hand to finger her now instead of his tongue, and he positioned himself on top of her, between her parted thighs.
The tip of his huge prong was pressed at the narrow entrance to her cunt.
He pushed, gently at first.
"It hurts!" she whimpered softly, wiggling around on the wide bed.
"SSSh!" he soothed, and kept pressing into her cunt.
"Please stop!"
He brought his mouth down on hers to stop her protests.
Tears came to her eyes, and she tried to break free.
He pinned her arms down though, and she found to her dismay that she was helpless in his strong, vice-like grip.
She couldn't get loose.
She kept trying to cry or speak, but the hungry pressure of his mouth made it impossible.
Kirk used one hand to keep her pinned, while the other one searched for something in a small drawer in the little chest that stood near the bed.
He found the ropes he was looking for, and quickly bound the young girl's hands together.
"No, no!" she whimpered.
But he was oblivious to her cries, and bound her legs to the footboard of the bed.
Then, he took out a white linen handkerchief, freshly laundered and with his initials in the corner.
He tied it swiftly around her mouth, so that she could no longer cry out, but only mew like a bleating lamb.
The sight of her naked, spread body, and wide, terror filled eyes inflamed his lust, and he once again got between her thighs.
His hands roughly tweaked her nipples.
Although she had enjoyed his rough touch before, now she was frightened, and tears sprang to her eyes, and seeped down her face, wetting the gag at her mouth.
He ignored her obvious distress, for he was dying to drive his huge dick into the narrow canal of her virgin hole.
He pressed the tip against her again, and now rammed it in a few times to give her cunt a chance to expand a little.
It burned like living coals, and she wriggled around in the coarse rope.
He was pressing it even harder now, and several inches of the giant prick were lodged in the young girl's frightened cunt.
He met the thin wall of her hymen, and pushed against it.
It's seeming thinness was deceptive, for it actually was extremely tough, and despite his repeated efforts, he couldn't break it.
Tears poured in river from Celeste's eyes. She felt as if someone were sticking a burning knife into her cunt.
He was thrusting into her now, battering the poor, frail membrane with his brutal cock.
A sudden, piercing thrust, and it was in!
He had broken her cherry!
Her body convulsed with pain as he rammed his dick all the way up her tortured cunt, the way being eased slightly by the blood that seeped from her broken flesh.
He was mad with lust and desire now.
The luxurious feel of her hot, tight snatch was more pleasurable than he could have believed possible, and he rammed in and out of her without any restraint.
Over and over his hot cock pounded it cruel course in and out of her bruised vagina.
Pain made her head spin, and there were blinding spots before her eyes.
But Kirk neither knew nor cared.
He dug his fingers into her ass, pulling her closer so her could penetrate her still more deeply.
His mouth sought her nipple, and he drew it between his teeth, and bit down hard.
Harder and faster he thrust, amazed by his own vigor and prowess that was inspired by the lovely young girl beneath him.
He could feel his climax welling up in him, and there was a fierce ringing in his ears as he delivered the final, agonizing thrusts into her poor tortured cunt.
In seconds, he was there, and the come rushed from him, filling her cunt with the sweet sticky cream so that it ooozed and dripped from her.
Exhausted, he pulled out, and flopped down beside her on the bed.
Celeste was still weeping silently, although she no longer struggled to break loose of her bonds.
Sweat painted her brow, and there was a pink slime all over her thighs and belly, a mixture of her blood, and of his juices.
He pressed his face into the pillow, still panting.
He began to snore gently, and dozed for a while, not even bothering to untie the poor abused girl, so that she might go and wash off her bruised young body.
She continued to weep as he slept.
Then, quite suddenly, the door opened, and there stood Margo.
She had been involved in a hot scene with Warren and Pam, and it wasn't until moments ago that she had noted Celeste's absence. Pam said that they were in the bedroom. She went running into the bedroom.
"God God!" she exclaimed when she saw her baby sister lying there, tied to the bed and covered with her own blood, and her face streaked with tears.
"What on earth is going on here?" she said.
Kirk rolled over lazily.
When he saw Margo, he sat up guiltily in bed.
"Well, I, I mean I ... you see, I ..." he said foolishly, and then quickly turned and busied himself with untying Celeste.
"Poor baby!" Margo said, gathering the girl into her arms.
Celeste burst into hysterical sobs as soon as the gag was untied from around her mouth.
Margo glared at Kirk, as she stroked the sobbing girl.
"This is why I didn't want you to meet my sisters!" she snapped.
"Look, Margo, I'm sorry. The first time is a little scary for everyone! She'll be all right. You'll see!"
"A little scary my foot! You are a pig! You raped her, that's all! It wasn't enough that there were two women here who would have been more than delighted to fuck and suck you any way you pleased! Oh no! You couldn't be satisfied with that, could you! That wasn't enough for a big strong man like you, was it? No, you had to go a rape a little kid, didn't you?" she spat.
"Look, Margo, stop painting me so black. I didn't beat her or anything."
"You didn't have to! You had her so terrified, and besides, she was all tied up anyway, and she wasn't giving you any trouble anymore!"
"Margo!"
"Shut up!" she yelled, and continued to hold Celeste, whose sobs had abated somewhat by now.
"Stop yelling at me! We can't have a discussion when you're screaming!"
"Listen you animal, we're not discussing anything anymore, not ever!"
"You can't mean that!"
"I can and I do! Now get out of my way!"
She shoved him aside, and stood up, her arm still protectively folded around Celeste's trembling body.
At that moment, Warren and Pam came in, wanting to know what all the screaming was about.
Kirk looked sheepish and tried to explain, but Celeste's tears and the ropes that were still attached to the bed told the whole story.
No one spoke for a minute.
"Come on honey, let's get you cleaned up," she said to Celeste, and took her into the bathroom, where she began to run the water.
Pam look horrified, and ran into the bathroom after them.
"Celeste, Celeste, are you all right?" she called anxiously.
Warren said nothing, but turned and went into the living room.
He gathered up his clothes that were on the floor.
"Margo, would you like me to wait and then we can all leave together? I can go down and get you a cab." he asked her.
"Yes, yes that would be fine." Margo called back.
Pam came back into the living room to telephone their parents. It seemed like it would be better if they would stay until the next day at least.
Celeste was in no condition to go home that night, nor to go to school the next day.
Margo decided as she helped her dress that she would take the day off from work, and the three of them would spend it together.
When they were through, they left, without a word to Kirk, and stood in the cool autumn evening waiting for a cab.
When they got home, Margo insisted that Celeste take ten milligrams of valium to help her get to sleep.
They all snuggled up in bed with a box of cookies, and turned on a movie.
But Margo couldn't concentrate on the television program.
She was very guilty about what had happened, and felt that it was all her fault, all of it.
She knew that she shouldn't have let Kirk meet Pam and Celeste. How right her intuition was sometimes!
She smiled bitterly to herself.
And finally, when all was said and done, it wasn't her fault. As soon as they started to take off their clothes, she should have gotten them out of there.
She knew only too well that it was her own wild and untamed lust that was responsible for this thing.
She had gotten hot, and she had wanted to stay, and fuck Kirk, fuck Warren, watch her sisters fuck and suck, suck a bit herself.
And now, look at the result!
She looked over at her sister's face, peaceful in repose. She looked so young!
Margo gulped, fighting back the tears.
She had wanted to help Celeste, teach her to relax and unwind about sex.
A fine job she had done of it too!
Now the girl was probably going to take her vows!
Margo's anger burned furious and low. This may have been her fault, but that didn't excuse Kirk. No, "it didn't excuse him at all! She was too angry at him to want to see him right away, but she knew that she wanted revenge.
What form it would take, she didn't know, but she knew that when it came, it would be sweet.
She smiled for the first time that evening.
Then, she glanced over at Pam. She was asleep too.
Margo turned off the television, and closed the light. The day's events had worn her out, and although she was still upset about Celeste, she slept easily.
Chapter Five
Celeste felt better the next day, and she and Pam took the train back home that evening.
She was quiet all the way, thinking about the unusual events of the week-end that she had just spent. It certainly had been quite a birthday, she had to admit that! No one could ever say that it had been dull, that was certain.
She looked out of the window, and watched the scenery slip by. Her mind wandered, thinking first of Pam and Margo, and then of Kirk. She also thought about her boyfriend, Jason.
She felt so different today. She wondered whether or not he would be able to sense the change in her.
She looked over at Pam, who was reading a magazine.
Pam sensed her sister's scrutiny.
She closed the magazine.
"What are you thinking?" she asked Celeste softly.
"Oh, I don't know. Just things."
"It's been a full week-end for you, hasn't it?"
"Yeah, kind of."
"How do you feel, Celeste?"
"Different."
"In what way?"
"I can't explain it really."
"Try."
The girl closed her eyes a minute, and thought hard.
"Older. More like a woman." she said after some time.
"Well, you are you know."
There was a pause.
"But Celeste, about Kirk ..." Pam began.
Celeste shuddered involuntarily.
"I know what you're thinking," Pam continued, seeing her sister wince at the mere mention of his name.
"I don't even want to remember that!" she said, and the tears crept into her eyes.
"I know baby, I know! But it isn't always like that between a man and a woman."
"That's what Margo kept saying."
"It's true! You have to believe that!"
"Really Pam!"
"Really!"
"How old were you the first time that you ... did it with some boy?" she asked in a shy tone of voice:
"About sixteen I think."
"Was it nice?"
"It was wonderful!"
"Would you tell me about it?" she asked eagerly, leaning forward in her seat a little bit.
"Of course!"
Pam cleared her throat, and began to talk.
"Well, it was that summer we went to camp in Vermont, do you remember?"
"Of course! Why didn't you tell me then?"
"Oh, I don't know. You were only thirteen then, and I thought that it might scare you or something."
"Was it that boy you used to hang around with, Jim or Tim or something like that?"
"No, no, it wasn't Jim. This was someone else. Someone older. I kept it hidden you see."
"Well tell me already! Who was it?"
"It was one of the senior counselors. He taught life-saving, and God, was he built!"
"Yeah, so what happened?" said Celeste, who was starting to get really interested in the story.
"He and I had been seeing each other all summer. But we didn't want people to know about it. There was so much gossip in that place, it could really make you sick. So we agreed to keep it cool in public.
But late at night, after we were supposed to be in bed, I would sneak out to meet him. The person who did the bed check was a friend of mine, and she never told anyone that I was going out after lights out. You remember that was strictly forbidden.
So I would go out, and walk over to the lake, where I would meet Damian."
"His name was really Damian?" said Celeste, incredulous.
"Yeah, isn't that great? Well, so was he! He was eighteen, with jet black hair, and these wonderful greenish-yellow eyes. I always told him that he looked like a cat, or a tiger or something. And he was really tanned, and had this smooth, almost hairless body, with perfect, rippling muscles. God, I cream just to think of him again?"
The two of them giggled at this.
"Anyway, getting back to my story. So, I would sneak out to meet him, and we would take these long walks out by the lake. The moon would shine and glitter on the water, and you could see so many stars! And the air was always fragrant with the scent of the pine trees.
Naturally, he had wanted to fuck right from the very start, but I was afraid, and said no. He was really a doll, and he didn't push me. Of course, we did all kinds of other stuff."
"Like what?" Celeste wanted to know. A blush had crept into her face, thinking of Jason, and how she had let him do "other stuff" too.
"Oh you know! I would let him touch my pussy, and sometimes, when I got really hot, I would let him suck on it! God he was great. He loved eating cunt more than any guy I've ever met since, and he would suck me for hours, making me beg him to finish me off!
And of course I sucked his dick!
It was a nice one, smooth and sort of golden, and his pubic hair was so black that it seemed to glint blue at times.
He liked it with me on my knees, kneeling in front of him, while he would stroke my hair. It was great!"
"But you still didn't want to fuck him?"
"I thought that it would hurt, or that I would get pregnant or something. I don't know how I resisted, but I guess that's because I didn't know how great fucking really was at that time.
Anyway, it was near the end of the summer.
Damian was going to college in the fall. He had been accepted to a school in Colorado, so it didn't look like we were going to spending a whole lot of time together once September rolled around.
I was pretty upset about it, and that night, I even started to cry.
He held me in his arms really tight, and tried to comfort me, but I couldn't stop crying.
The more he held me, the more I realized how I was going to miss his warm hands rubbing my tits, or that wonderful sparkle in his eyes when I took off my shirt to show them to him.
'Don't cry baby!' he said.
'I can't help it!' I replied.
'We'll see each other every chance we get! I'll be home at Thanksgiving you know. And Christmas too. And maybe you can even take a vacation out there, and then you can visit me!'
But I was beyond comfort.
Then, he pulled something out from his jeans that had been stuffed in his pocket.
It was a joint.
I had never gotten high before, and I wasn't really in the mood to try it then.
But he encouraged me to do it, saying that it would make me feel a lot better.
I didn't see how it could make me feel any worse, so when he lit it, I took a puff.
We sat there by the edge of the shining, placid water, and the tip of the joint glowed a deep orange in the night. It was slightly cloud that night, so you couldn't see the stars, but the clouds drifted across the moon, and made wonderful shadows.
We sat silently for a while, sharing the grass.
It did seem to be having an effect on me, for I remember that I got this curious, weightless feeling, as if my head had come detached from the rest of my body.
We finished it, and then he pulled me into his arms for a kiss.
His tongue was a slow serpent, winding in and out of my mouth, and making my whole body shudder with desire for him.
My hands went up to his face, and touched his strong, smooth jaw, and the velvety black of his hair.
He started to undo the buttons of my blouse, teasing my neck, and my tits.
He took one in his hand, cupping it gently as you would a bird. The nipple grew stiff as he rubbed it.
'Suck my tits!' I said to him.
He bent down to do it.
His warm tongue painted blissful pictures on my breasts, and he lovingly sucked each nipple until it was hard, and glowed with a strange inner heat. My pussy was so hot, I thought that I was on fire.
We slipped out of our shirts, and began to rub our chests together.
'Let's go for a swim.' he suggested.
'OK' I answered.
He helped me out of my clothes, and then peeled off his own tight jeans. I could see his dick was already hard and ready, and it stood proudly up in the cool night air.
I bent to give the head a quick kiss.
Then, hand in hand, we went into the water.
It was cold, but fresh, clear and beautiful. We splashed around like a couple of seals. After a while, we got out again.
Now, it was very cold because we were all wet, but we didn't want to leave.
Not yet. All too soon, we would have no time together at all, and so there was only this precious little bit of time left. We didn't want to lose it.
We snuggled together on the bank to keep warm.
He was stroking my ass, and soon, his hand slid into the place between my legs and he started to caress my cunt.
His hand was so warm and knowing.
He guided my hand to his still hard cock. I rubbed it as he fingered my pussy. My cunt grew hot and juicy, and I could feel the moisture oozing out onto his hand.
He sensed my passion.
'Let's do it tonight Pam!' he said in a low tone.
I was silent.
'Please, please!' he begged.
I wanted it, he wanted it, what was I so scared about? I couldn't stop from trembling. Maybe it was fear. Or maybe it was desire.
Or maybe it was both.
"What are you frightened of?" he said.
But I couldn't answer. I held him tighter, and clutched his dick.
'AAAH!' he moaned sweetly in my ear.
His fingers started to attack my clitoris, rubbing it around gently as if it were a strange and precious bead he had found somewhere.
I shuddered, loving how good it felt.
He rolled me over onto my back, and knelt between my thighs to kiss my dripping cunt lips.
He knew that I was so hot that I would do anything when he did that to me.
He blew a steady stream of warm air on my cunt, and then drove his tongue deep into my cunt.
It was great.
I just lay there as he sucked me, made weak and powerless from desire, and so when he got on top of me, and put the tip of his throbbing penis near the entrance to my sticky twat, I didn't even try to stop him.
He teased the lips with the tip of his dick, drawing it all around my swollen pink cunt lips.
I loved it.
Then, he put the head inside of me.
I winced, for it hurt me a little at first. But he was very gentle, and didn't try to push too hard.
He got in to my hymen, and then he stopped, and pulled out.
I was puzzled. What was wrong?
'I have an idea,' he said.
He got on his back, and drew me onto his body, so that my cunt was just above his dick.
I must have looked confused, for he laughed.
'You do it!' he said with a grin.
'Me?'
'Yeah, you! Sit on my cock, and then you can regulate it, and go as slow or as fast as you want. Then you won't be so scared of my hurting you, because you'll be in control.'
I couldn't believe it!
But I did it the way he suggested.
I lowered myself slowly onto his body, easing him in a little at a time, and swiveling my hips around.
My cunt started feeling really good, and I wanted to have him deep inside of me, so I sat down hard.
It hurt a little, but I was so hot for him that I scarcely felt it.
I started moving around, loving the feeling of his dick pulling against the blood engorged lips of my cunt, and loving too the way that he filled me up so completely.
I moved harder and faster.
His hands reached up to squeeze my tits as we fucked, and from time to time, I would lean over and kiss his sexy mouth.
I ground my clitoris into his pubic region, and felt an orgasm washing over me like a tidal wave.
I came so many times that I can't even count them.
My whole body was shuddering and contracting from the violence of my passion.
Then, he gripped my ass tightly in his hands, and squeezed the cheeks.
'I'm coming, Pam!' he groaned softly.
I speeded up my movements, and I could feel his cock, like an iron shaft, thrusting in and out of my slick pussy.
'I'm coming, coming, COMING!' he screamed, and shot his burning hot jet up into my womb."
"Wow!" breathed Celeste when Pam had finished.
"Quite a story, isn't it?"
"It sure is!"
They were both silent a moment, each lost in her own thoughts.
"Did you see him after that summer?" Celeste asked her sister after a while.
"No, no, I never saw him again, isn't that odd! He wrote to me for a while, but his parents moved out to California, so he didn't come back East for his vacations like we had talked about. It was too bad. I missed him bitterly for a while."
"And now?"
"Now?"
"Do you miss him now?"
Pam reflected for a moment.
"A little." she said finally.
"I guess I can understand why."
"So you see, Celeste, sex really can be fun. And pleasurable. I know that it will be for you. I just know it."
She gave her sister's hand a squeeze.
"I know that you're right, Pam. And I really loved being with you and Margo this week-end. And in the beginning, I was even turned on by Kirk. It was just when he started to get a little too hot that things got crazy."
"Yeah, well, Margo said that he has some pretty kinky ideas sometimes. And I can see that she's right! Like pissing on him! now that was pretty kinky if you ask me! But I guess it wasn't so bad!" she said with a little laugh.
"No, it really wasn't!" Celeste agreed.
"Listen, tell me more about you and Jason. You were pretty vague about it the other night you know."
"There's not much to tell really."
"Well ..."
"Come on!"
"It's not like your stories you know!"
"So what? I care about it, no matter what it is!" she said, giving Celeste an affection poke.
"Well, there was this one time that was kind of interesting ..." Celeste began.
"Oh? Go on!" her sister urged her, eager to hear the rest of the story that Celeste had to tell.
"Sometimes, Jason and I study in the library together at night, and then he walks me home. We usually stop on the way home, and I let him kiss me and stuff ..."
"What is stuff, huh?"
"He kisses my neck, and I let him feel my tits. He says that they are the nicest ones he's ever seen. And I rub his cock and stuff. Anyway, one night we were in the library, and it was getting late. I started thinking about how it was going to be on the way home, and I began to get really hot and creamy, you know what I mean? When all that nice stuff starts oozing out of you, and making you feel all warm inside, like melted butter?"
"Uh huh!"
"Well, I couldn't really concentrate very well, and I kept looking up at him. I guess he couldn't concentrate too well either, because he kept looking up at me too. I could see him staring at my tits, and I swear Pam, my nipples were getting hard just from his looking, at them!"
They laughed at this.
"There weren't very many people left, so he looked around, and then, when he was sure that there wasn't anybody who might be watching us, he leaned over and he gave me this long, hot kiss. It was great!"
"So then what happened?"
"We kissed for a minute or two. He looked into my eyes and said, 'Baby, you make me so hot!'
'And you make me hotter!' I answered.
'What do you say we get out of here?" he asked me, still keeping his hand on my chin as he spoke.
'OK' I said.
Suddenly, we heard this great clap of thunder. We ran to the window.
Sure enough, it was pouring!
What a drag! Here we were, horny and hot, and we had no place to go. His parents were at home, and so were Mom and Dad. I was so frustrated that I could have cried.
We gathered our books together slowly, hoping that the rain might stop, or at least let up.
No such luck. It continued with lots of lightning and thunder, and it seemed that there was a strong wind blowing too."
"Too bad!"
"I know. Finally, we were just about ready to leave, when a smile came onto to Jason's face. He's so beautiful when he smiles.
'What is it?' I said.
'Come with me!' he said.
'Where?'
'Sh! Just follow me and don't talk.'
It seemed a little spooky to me, but I did as he told me. He took my hand, and led my down a flight of steps, to the back of the library.
The stacks were deserted at that hour, and there weren't any lights on down there either.
Jason put our things down on the floor, and then he turned to me, and pulled me into his arms.
'Here?' I whispered to him.
He nodded, and placed his finger on my lips, telling me to be quiet. I looked at him for a minute.
Then, I took his finger into my mouth and started to suck on it.
He smiled at me, and gave me his tongue instead of his finger.
Then, he unzipped his fly, and gave me something even better!"
"Celeste! Do you mean to tell me that you've been sucking cock in the library?"
"Yes, I have!"
"Wicked little thing!" Pam giggled.
"I got down to my knees, and licked his shaft all over. He was stiff as a board already, and the touch of my tongue on his cock made his entire body shudder with pleasure.
I drew the tip into my mouth.
It was sticky with precome, and I drank all of it down. Then, I really got to work on his prick, and used my hands to rub his balls.
His hips started moving, and he was pumping hard in and out of my mouth.
I sucked him really hard, and pretty soon, he was shooting his hot come down my throat.
I couldn't believe it was happening. It was wonderful!"
"It sounds it! Did he do it to you after that?"
"Yeah, he did!"
"Right there on the floor?"
"No. Actually, he's pretty clever. There are all these bookshelves down there, you know?"
"Uh huh."
"Well, he moved some of the books off the shelves on onto the floor, and then, he picked me up, and put me on one of the shelves!"
"Wow!"
"He spread my legs really wide, and started to play with my pussy. It was just about eye level, and so he could watch what he was doing the whole time. I could feel my cunt start to get wet, and then he slipped his fingers into my panties. He probed around for awhile, tickling my clit and all.
Then, he pushed me back against the wall, and he tore my panties off! Just ripped then in two!
He pressed his face to my crotch, and he started to lick my cunt!
His tongue was swirling around in there, sliding up an into me. I was moaning softly, and my fingers were going through his hair.
I was almost about to come, when we heard a noise."
"A noise?"
"It was the night watchman, coming around to make sure everyone knew that the library was about to close! We could hear him, and even see the beam of light that came from his flashlight!"
"Oh no! So what did you do?" she cried.
"Well, I knew that we should get out of there, and get out of there fast. But I was so hot, I knew that he had to finish me off. I grabbed his head, and thrust it fiercely into my pussy."
"And the watchman?"
"He was coming around slowly, taking his time. He wasn't in any hurry it seemed. I could hear his footsteps growing louder and louder as I neared my orgasm. He was almost upon us, and then I came, shuddering, and tightening my legs around his head. I bit my hand really hard so I wouldn't cry out.
Jason pulled me quickly to the floor, and we raced down another aisle and up the steps. I know that I left my panties there. I wonder if the watchman found them lying there in that little crumpled, torn heap on the floor! Well, if he did, he can keep them! Maybe he'll enjoy them!"
Pam and Celeste broke out in uncontrolled mirth.
"A great story, Celeste!" said Pam, when she could talk again.
"I'm glad that you liked it!"
"Can I tell it to Margo? I'm sure that she would get a real kick out of hearing it."
"Sure, sure! Go ahead!"
They passed the rest of the ride in similar conversation, and were home in no time at all.
Their father met them at the station, waiting there with the car.
They got in, and each gave him a kiss.
He was an older man of about sixty or so, and he had a marked affection for his daughters.
"Well, how is the birthday girl?" he said jovially as they climbed into the back seat.
"Fine Daddy, just fine."
"Did you have a nice time in New York with Margo?"
"Oh yes, a wonderful time!"
"Good, good, I'm glad to hear it. How is that big sister of yours, anyway? We haven't heard from her lately."
"Oh, she's just fine."
"And did you meet that new boyfriend of hers? Curt? Or is it Kirk? She's mentioned him a few times, but none of us have ever met him. When your brother was in New York last, he was out of town."
Both Pam and Celeste were silent then.
They knew their father expected some answer.
"Yes, we met him on Sunday, Dad." Pam finally said. She didn't think that her sister would be able to answer that question.
"Well, it doesn't sound as if you like him very much!"
"Oh no! What makes you think that? He was very nice to us, and took us out to lunch, and back to his apartment. It was lovely!" she said, trying to sound sincere.
Her father apparently was convinced.
"That's good! I'm glad he's a nice fellow! I have to say it, even though I never will understand her preferences, not if I live to be a hundred!"
Pam and Celeste exchanged glances, but said nothing.
"So I'm very pleased to hear that this one had some manners at least!"
Then Pam changed the subject, and they talked about something else for the duration of the ride.
When they got home, their mother had made them a nice dinner, and they all sat down to eat.
During the meal, Celeste's father was looking at his youngest daughter with pleasure and with pride. She had certainly grown up in these past few months, that was certain.
He thought she had become very pretty, but then, all of his daughters were pretty like their mother, so that was no real surprise.
It was just always a shock to see a little girl growing up. You didn't notice it happening until all at once, on a night like tonight, you look at her and you realize with a start that she's not a baby any more.
Leaning over, he gave Celeste a kiss on the brow. She was surprised, but not displeased.
"What's that for?" she said with a smile.
"Just because I love you." he said.
"I love you too, Daddy."
"You're really quite the young woman now," he added, looking fondly at her. He had only meant to compliment the girl, so he was quite unprepared for the tears that suddenly welled up and filled her eyes.
She tried to control them but couldn't, and she ran up the steps quickly, leaving her dinner unfinished.
"What did I say?" he asked, genuinely bewildered.
"I don't know dear!" said his wife.
"Pammy, do you know?" he asked her.
But Pam just looked down at her plate and didn't say a word.
Chapter Six
For the next few days, Celeste was silent and reserved around the house. Her parents wondered what was the matter with her, but when they asked her if something was bothering her, she always shook her head, and went into her room and closed the door to be alone.
Her parents weren't the only ones to notice that something was amiss with the formerly bright and lively young girl.
Her boyfriend, Jason, also sensed that there was something that Celeste wasn't telling him.
He called her on the phone to invite her out, but she kept refusing to see him. She made up different excuses, but in truth, she was just turned off to sex, and she didn't want to explain why to him. She knew that he would want to touch her like he always had. But somehow, right now, she didn't want to be pushed, didn't want to be urged. The memory of Kirk's fierce invading tool was still too strong in her memory.
Jason was at a loss.
He kept calling her up, hoping that he could find out what was going on with her.
One night, Celeste knew when she heard the phone ring that it would be Jason. She quickly went into her room and shut the door.
Pam answered it.
"For you, Celeste!" she called.
"I'm not home!" Celeste answered through the closed door.
Pam put her hand over the mouthpiece.
"It's Jason!" she hissed.
"I don't care!" was the sulky reply.
"Celeste!"
"Just leave me alone, would you! I don't want to talk to anyone tonight!"
Pam sighed, and then got back on the phone.
"I guess she doesn't want to talk to me, does she?" said Jason glumly on the other end of the line.
"Oh Jason, I'm sorry!" said Pam.
"That's OK. I just wish she'd tell me what was wrong. Ever since she went to New York, things haven't been the same. I can't figure it out. Do you think it's something I've done?"
"Oh no! I'm sure it isn't that?" she hastily reassured the boy. She had never met him, but he sounded so nice, and he seemed to be really concerned about Celeste.
"Then what is it?" he asked again in a low tone of voice.
Pam was really torn now. She wanted to tell him, both to quell his own doubts, and because he might have some notion of how to make Celeste feel good about sex again. She knew that her sister was crazy about him, and that if anyone could ignite her desire, he most certainly was the person to do it.
"Listen Jason, are you free at all tonight?" she asked in a whisper.
"Sure. Why?" he asked in a puzzled tone.
"Well, I'd like to see you for a little while if that's OK. Maybe then I can explain a few things to you about Celeste. But I'd rather do it in person, all right?"
"Sure, sure! What time are you free?"
"Oh, is nine all right with you?"
"Great."
"Good, I'll come and pick you up, all right?"
"OK. See you then Pam."
"See you." she said, and hung up the phone. She realized that she didn't have his address, and she wasn't really sure just what she was going to say to him, but she thought that it might do some good to have a talk with him. It certainly couldn't hurt.
At a quarter to nine, she took her mother's car, saying that she was going for a drive.
She went the ten miles to his house quickly, for the roads were empty and quiet. Slowing down when she got there, she was going to turn into the driveway and get out of the car, but she saw that a tall figure was waiting outside for her.
She rolled down the window, and the figure approached the car.
"Pam?" he said.
"Right. You must be Jason."
"Uh huh."
"Get in."
"Thanks."
She looked at him as he slid into the seat next to her. He certainly was a good looking guy. No wonder Celeste was so hot for him. He was tall, with, with thick, chestnut brown curls all over his head.
His eyes were warm and brown, and he had a kind of slow, engaging grin, that revealed his even, white teeth.
Evidently, he did sports of some kind, for he had a sleek, muscular grace to his body.
Pam judged that he was about her age, or maybe a little younger.
He was looking at her too, and thinking that his girl friend Celeste certainly had a nice looking sister.
Pam had been in a hurry to leave, so she hadn't had time to change, but her tight jeans emphasized the curves of her shapely hips, and long, elegant legs. She wore no bra under her rather tight green T-shirt, and so he was able to make out her full lovely tits with their wide nipples easily.
She smiled at him, and he smiled back, a slow, sexy smile.
They drove for a while in silence, and then she headed for a small, out of the way diner, where they might talk undisturbed.
Jason ordered pie and a big glass of milk.
Pam was amused by this, but said nothing. She herself had only coffee, and she drank it black.
Then, she told him the story of their week-end in New York leaving out the part about the three of them. There was no need for Jason to know that, and Pam wasn't about to tell him.
"The bastard! I'd like to kill him!" Jason exclaimed when the story was over.
"Yeah, he certainly is a creep! I know that Margo is going to do something, but I'm really not sure what."
He was thoughtful for a few minutes.
"Gee, that sounds like it was a pretty kinky scene, I mean, the three of you, and then those two guys. It must have been something!" he said, a mixture of awe and fear creeping into his voice.
"Well, I'm not sure I should have told you all of this, considering that I don't know you very well, but I felt so bad for you, and I'm a little worried about Celeste. It seemed to me that you are really concerned about her, and I know that she's pretty crazy about you, so I had hoped that things just might work out ..."
She smiled, and took his hand across the table as a gesture of friendship.
He blushed beet red, but didn't take his hand away from hers. It was just that she seemed so much older, and more sophisticated.
Seeing his blush, she grew puzzled.
"Is anything wrong?"
"No, no ..."
"Then why do you look so uncomfortable?"
"Pam, I've never really done it with a girl before!" he blurted out suddenly.
Pam wanted to laugh, but wisely restrained herself.
It was his earnestness that was so funny, not the content of the admission.
She took his other hand between her own.
"That's all right!" she soothed.
He looked down at the table.
"There's a first time for everything!"
"I wanted it to be Celeste!" he said, after a pause.
"Well?"
"But now, I don't think she'll ever go out with me again, let alone sleep with me. And she'd been really turned off by that guy. I wanted to be her first too, and make it really nice for her."
He looked so unhappy.
She put a hand under his chin, and lifted his face to see his eyes. There were unshed tears in them.
She found his distress curiously touching, and wanted to comfort him. She rubbed her hands along his cheek, still smooth to the touch.
He grabbed her hand, and kissed it fiercely.
She smiled and kept stroking his face.
The waitress came over, and gave them a check.
He took it before she could look at it, and hurried to get the money out of his pocket.
She said nothing, and let him pay for it.
They got into the car without a word.
She drove in the direction of his house, but before they got there, he put a hand over her arm.
"Stop here," he said indicating a secluded area a short distance from the road. She turned into it, and shut off the motor.
Then, she turned to face him.
He reached his arm over to caress her face, and awkwardly drew her into his arms.
She kissed him with a moist, passionate kiss, and locked her arms around his neck.
He could feel her heart beating against his chest, and he loved the feeling of her full, nearly naked breasts pressed tightly to his body.
She kissed his face, his nose, his eyes, his lips, and started working her way down to his smooth, hairless chest.
She sucked his nipples, and he let his hands explore the silky dark tresses of hair that spilled all over her back.
Then, she sat up, and pulled off the shirt she was wearing in a single, graceful movement.
He nearly swooned when her big, ripe breasts bounced out. His hands cupped them.
They filled his grasp entirely, and he kneaded them gently.
Her eyes closed, and she began to sigh softly.
She unzipped her jeans, and wiggled out of them.
He gazed with wonder at her naked, inviting form.
She reached over and started to help him off with his clothes. His shirt slid off, revealing his smooth, muscled chest, and strong young arms.
His dick was already erect, and straining against his jeans. It burst forth as she unzipped them.
Taking the long shaft into her hands, she rubbed it a little before bending over to suck on its slightly wet tip that oozed with the glistening dew of precome.
She sucked it up like a kitten with its cream.
"AAAHHHH!" he sighed at the first electric touch of her tongue on his manhood.
She continued to suck, drawing the entire shaft deep into her throat.
His legs opened, to permit her closer to his throbbing member. She took his balls, nearly hairless, into her hands, and rubbed them sensuously as she sucked.
She could feel his excitement growing, and she didn't want him to come too quickly, so she sat up, and wiped her mouth.
He leaned over, and began to kiss her greedily.
Pam threw her head back, and slid down on the seat of the car. There wasn't much room, so she ended up by sticking her feet out of the window.
The scent of her wet, spread cunt made him want to faint with desire. He gave it a long, hot lick, and then, he placed the tip of his throbbing shaft near its entrance.
He seemed to be having a little difficulty, so Pam reached her nimble hands down, and guided his dick into the steamy tunnel of her pussy.
It, went in easily, for she was wet and juicy.
"Oh God, oh God!" he moaned as the slick shaft was consumed by the tight, wet love canal.
He buried his face in her upturned breasts, sucking first one nipples and then the other.
She swiveled her hips slowly, to give him the idea.
He was a fast learner, and he began to pump, moving in and out of her body with long, slow strokes.
She liked the pace, and the glittering, electric friction that was produced by the pressure of his pubic bone against her erect clitoris.
Wrapping her arms around him, she grabbed his ass, and pressed him further and further into her body.
She began to moan softly, delighting in the sensations that she was experiencing.
"Am I hurting you?" he whispered anxiously.
"God no! It's wonderful!" she gurgled with pleasure.
He kept pumping then, loving the slick, wet feeling of her cunt as it gripped his cock in a loving embrace.
Her arms moved along his back, and through the soft cloud of his hair.
His tongue sought her mouth, and then her ear, driving into each orifice like another tiny, erect prick.
Pam could feel the spasms of her orgasm begin, like the steady rustling of the wind through the trees. She surrendered to the feeling, and waited for it rise up in her, carrying up, up and far away from earth.
"OOOOH!" she shuddered, and bit his hard young shoulder as she came.
The sudden convulsive gripping of her vaginal muscles produced new and more intense feelings of sexual frenzy in the boy, and he pumped vigorously.
Before her moan had died on her lips, he had come too, depositing the shooting rush of his seed deep within her womb.
They lay entwined for some time, neither one of them caring to move.
He looked dreamily into her eyes.
"Pam, that was wonderful!" he said.
"I know!" she agreed.
But as wonderful as it was, it still left the problem of Celeste unresolved.
Pam really thought that Jason was a lovely, sensitive boy, and she wondered how she could get her baby sister interested in him again.
Maybe there was a way ...
They got dressed, and she drove him back to his house.
"I'll be in touch, OK?" she said as he got out of the car.
"Please do!" he urged, and gave her a parting kiss through the window.
She drove off, absorbed in her own thoughts.
Saturday night, Celeste and Pam's parents were driving down to the city to see Margo, and so the two of them would be left alone.
Pam was busy scheming away, trying to think of a way to bring Jason and Celeste back together again.
Although the boy was hot for her, he really was still hooked on Celeste, and was anxious to be reunited with her once again.
Celeste was still aloof and sullen.
Pam was the only she would talk to, but even Pam couldn't get her to really open up, and discuss things.
Their parents left around four in the afternoon, amid many kisses and hugs. They said they would probably spend the night in a hotel, so the girls shouldn't wait up for them.
As soon as they left, Celeste went up to her room, as she had been doing for the past couple of weeks.
Pam got on the phone, and was about to call Jason with her latest idea, when all of a sudden, she heard the door open.
She thought that it was her father, coming back to tell her something of vital importance like to make sure the door was locked when she went to sleep, or to shut the oven off. Dad was always a bit of a worrier, especially when he was leaving them alone for a night.
Pam smiled fondly, and she went into the hallway to reassure him that she and Celeste would be fine while he was in the city.
"Hi Pammy!" said a deep, resonant voice.
"Tommy!" said Pam, and raced into his outstretched arms.
Tom was then older brother, the only boy in the family in fact. He was two years older than Margo, and lived in New Mexico, so they didn't see him all that often.
"What are you doing here?" she said when he released her.
"Oh, I had to be in New York, and so I decided to pop by for a little surprise visit.
"Mom and Dad are in the city tonight!" she said, knowing they would be sorry if they missed him.
"That's OK. I'll stay until Monday morning."
She looked at his tall, handsome form. He, like Celeste, was blond, and his golden hair had been bleached by the strong New Mexico sun. She saw too that he was deeply tanned, which made his green eyes glow and sparkle in his face.
"It's so good to see you!" she said, and gave him another hug.
"And it's so good to see you!" he said, squeezing her tightly.
He looked her up and down, taking in her supple form, with the big, ripe breasts, and her long, soft dark hah.
"You look wonderful, Pam, really wonderful. You're quite the woman these days, aren't you?" he said with pride.
She smiled, looking up at him.
"How's Celeste?" he said, peeling off his soft, buttery smooth brown suede jacket and tossing it on the table that stood in the hall.
"Oh, she's OK." Pam said hastily, and was about to change the subject.
"Hey, hey, what's going on here, anyway?" he said.
"What do you mean?"
"What's up with Celeste?"
"Tom, what are you talking about?"
"Quit it, Pam, I can tell that something's wrong just by that tone in your voice!"
Pam realized that once he took a look at Celeste, he would know for sure that something was wrong, and that she might as well tell him now. Besides, he might have some good advice.
"Come in here and sit down," she urged, leading him into the kitchen.
She put up the water for coffee, and then she sat down beside him at the table.
"You see Tom, it's like this ..."
He said nothing while she told him the whole story, this time not leaving out the details of her involvement with Margo, and then with Celeste.
A muscle twitched in his cheek when she told him about Kirk, but still, he was silent.
She came to the ending.
"So that's what's been going on, Tom. And I really don't know what to do with her any more. Maybe you have some ideas?"
"In fact, I think I do. But let me go and see her first."
"She's upstairs."
They mounted the staircase together, and knocked on the door.
"Go away!" said Celeste.
"Celeste, there's a surprise here for you!" called out Pam gaily.
"I don't want to see him!" she said.
"See whom?"
"Jason!!"
"Who said that Jason was here?" boomed Tom.
The door opened instantly, and Celeste rushed into the arms of her older brother.
"Tommy!" she shouted, and covered his face with kisses.
"Good to see you, pussycat!" he said, ruffling up her long, honey blonde hair as he hugged her.
"What are you doing here?" she squealed.
"Just wanted to come and pay all of you folks a visit!"
They all went downstairs together.
Pam noted that Celeste was in a very good mood.
After a while. Tom announced that he was very hungry, and that he wanted to treat them both to dinner. Celeste agreed instantly, but he caught Pam's eye, giving her a subtle but clear message.
"I think that I'll stay home. I have a lot of homework to do. Why don't you and Celeste go out together, and I'll see you both later, OK?"
"Are you sure, Pam?" asked Celeste.
"I'm sure," she said, giving her brother a long look.
She didn't know what he was up to, but she trusted him completely.
They left, and Pam went upstairs.
Once alone, Celeste grew a little shy with her brother. His questions seemed so pointed, and so probing.
And, after all, she hadn't seen him in a long time, either, so she was a little bit unfamiliar with him.
They drove to the restaurant in silence.
Tom ordered a bottle of wine, and offered a glass to his sister. She accepted it with pleasure.
After the second glass she began to loosen up.
By the time they were through with dinner, she had completely relaxed.
He sensed the time had come to bring up Kirk.
"So, did you have a nice birthday this year?" she said.
"Very nice," she lied, looking down at the table and studying her linen napkin as if it were the most interesting thing in the world.
"You spent it in New York with Margo and with Pam, right?" he urged.
"Uh huh," she said, her voice quivering.
"What did you do?"
"Oh Tommy!" she said with a wail, and burst out crying.
He paid the check quickly, and gathered her into his arms, leading her out of the restaurant and hurrying her into the car.
She cried most of the way home.
The house was dark.
Maybe Pam had gone out, or gone to bed.
Tom ushered her into the den, not bothering with the light.
"Now tell me the whole story!" he said when they were alone and seated on the small loveseat.
So she did.
"What a bastard!" her brother said.
Celeste just sniffled, rubbing her face against his shoulder.
"He was a really brutal man, Celeste, and I'm sorry he did that to you. But the worst thing for you would be to believe all men are like that."
She still said nothing.
"Not all men will hurt you, honey. You just were unlucky that time."
He was stroking her hah with a soft caressing motion as he spoke to her.
"You wouldn't do that to someone, would you?" she asked.
"No, I wouldn't. If a girl didn't want to be with me, well then, I would just take her home, or whatever. I don't want a girl who doesn't want me."
"But I'll bet that lots of girls want you!" she said, pressing her sweet little face to his chest.
He chuckled.
"Well, yes, I guess they do!" he admitted.
"That's because you're nice to them, and you make them feel good, right?" she said.
"Uh huh."
"Do you touch their hair, like you're touching mine now?"
"When it's pretty like your, yes, I do."
"You think I have pretty hah?"
"I do."
"Do you think I'm pretty, Tom?"
"Very pretty Celeste!" She smiled.
"Touch me some more. But touch me nicely, OK?"
He stroked her face, and let his hands wander down to her neck.
She closed her eyes, and leaned her head against the couch.
He touched her shoulders, and the soft white space of her inner arms.
She looked so relaxed, almost drugged by his touch.
He kept petting her, and from time to time his hand would brush against one of her firm young tits.
Very softly, he undid the buttons, and ran his hand lightly up and down her white, silky torso.
She just smiled, letting his hands do exactly as they pleased.
He started to rub her tits then, lightly at first, until he saw that her nipples were getting stiff from his touch.
"Take your bra off, Celeste," he said.
She obeyed without a word.
His mouth bent down, and drew the tender young nipple in between his lips. He sucked on it gently, delighting in her fresh young flesh.
His other hand was busy with her thighs, teasing the soft inner flesh that was on either side of her dewy young cunt.
She quivered, responsive to every touch, every caress.
He slid his hand into her panties, and probed the delicate lips of her vagina.
She hadn't had anyone touch her since she had been with Kirk, and without realizing it, her whole body stiffened.
"Just relax, Celeste, you know that I won't hurt you," he said.
He took off the rest of her clothing, and then he rid himself of his own garments.
Her body was white and shining, and he drew her into his arms for a soft, fluttering kiss.
He was careful to be tender, and to wait for her body to respond to his touch.
She was eager now, though, and pulled him closer as her tongue darted in and out of his mouth.
Her nipples were two tiny diamonds by now, and he reluctantly drew his hands away from them to attack her cunt once more.
"Lie down on the sofa." he instructed.
She did as she was told.
He ran his hands along the inner surface of her legs, tracing slow, sinuous patterns with the tips of his fingers.
She quivered in heated anticipation.
He reached her pussy.
"Spread your legs Celeste. Show me your cunt."
His delighted eyes drank in the rosy pink and gold cunt, with its tender little lips that were just dripping and pouting with pleasure. Like a mouth, they were begging for a kiss.
He wasn't about to deny them that.
He drank deeply of her fragrant juices, and licked the whole surface of her pussy.
She sighed and trembled as his tongue covered every inch of her tender skin, and she bit her lip as she felt him gliding up and up inside of her.
"Oh Tom!" she cried softly.
He continued to lick her pussy, watching with pleasure how the little clitoris turned from rose to red to deep scarlet as he chewed on it.
She was clawing at the pillows, and her breath came in little choked gasps.
His hands played with her ass cheeks, squeezing the firm, white globes as he lapped her exposed cunt.
He felt the violent trembling of her orgasm, and he increased the speed of his movements.
Over and over his tongue flicked on her hot clit, and within seconds, she was shaking like
He continued to eat her until the last spasms died away.
Then, he slowly positioned himself on top of her body.
His prick was huge, and aching for release. He rubbed it against the smooth inner surface of her thigh, and drew her hands down to play with his balls.
He kissed her lips as he rubbed against her.
Celeste's eyes opened wide in terror.
"Please don't, Tom!" she begged.
"I really would like to, and I think that you're going to like it too!"
"Please, please!" she said, her eyes awash with tears.
"OK, baby, if you don't want it, I won't do it!" he said.
Relief flooded through her.
"Thank you, thank you!" she said, and began to rub his cock in earnest.
He kissed her passionately as she rubbed, and from time to time, the tip of his penis would press against the entrance of her cunt.
The lips grew raw and swollen, and she noticed a fierce tingling in her twat.
Without relaxing it, she drew the tip of her brother's penis into her pussy.
He gently slid it in, and soon, he began to pump in and out of her hot box.
She loved the feeling of his dick inside of her! He didn't hurt her at all! The sensation of the fat tool stroking the blood engorged lips of her vagina filled her with intoxicating lust, and by the time he had shot his steaming spunk into her, she had come several more times, screaming like a cat each time she climaxed.
Chapter Seven
They lay with arms around each other.
"So, sex with a man can be nice, can't it?" he said to her after a while.
"It sure can!" she said, and gave him a kiss.
"Well, you really have grown up, haven't you, Celeste!" he said, and kissed her hah.
She snuggled against him.
"Now you just be careful, and only go with men whom you can trust. What's this boyfriend's name again?"
"Jason."
She paused for a moment.
"I really should give him a call. What time is it?"
He fumbled for his watch, which had fallen to the floor.
"Ten-thirty."
"I think I'll go call him now. I've been really cold to him these last two weeks, and I'm sure he has no idea why."
"That's a good idea, honey."
Celeste went into the other room to make her phone call, and Tom got up and stretched his limbs.
Fucking a hot little piece like that made him hungry and thirsty, so he wandered into the kitchen, still naked, to find something to eat.
He made himself a sandwich, and found a beer in the fridge.
Sitting down at the table, he started to eat. A newspaper was lying there, and he began to leaf through it.
He was so absorbed in it, that he didn't notice the sound of footsteps in the hall.
"Well, hello!" said Pam, as she quickly surveyed her brother's naked body.
"Oh hi! Please excuse my state of undress," he said without the least bit of shame.
His tanned naked body was certainly something to be proud of, and he didn't care if his sister saw him nude.
"How was dinner?" Pam asked, trying not to look at her brother's large penis.
"Great! Celeste is on the phone now with that boyfriend of hers!"
"You're a wonder, Tom! What did you do to her, as if I didn't know?" she said with a sly smile.
"Oh, nothing!" he said airily, his eyes following her gaze.
She just couldn't stop looking at his cock.
"Well, I wouldn't mind if you did a little of that nothing to me!" she said, half kidding, but half serious too.
"Do you really mean that?" he asked.
"Oh, I don't know ..." she said flushing and looking away from him.
"Pam ..." he said, and took her chin in his hand.
His mouth found hers, and soon, they were mingling their saliva in a deep, hungry kiss.
He pulled her into his arms, and started to caress her body roughly, squeezing her rounded ass, and running his hands up and down her strong, elegant thighs.
She went straight for his dick, nestled in its blond pubic fur.
Although he had fucked Celeste only a little while ago, his cock responded to Pam's sensuously skilled fingers as they rubbed all over the shaft.
"You feel so good, honey!" he muttered.
"You feel pretty good yourself!" she said, squeezing the hard cheeks of his firm white ass.
He pushed her back against the kitchen table with her arms up above her head, so that her tits jutted out in sharp relief.
Catching the rapidly hardening nipples in his teeth he bit down hard, causing her to squirm with pleasure and pain.
He continued to bite her milky white tits, leaving red welts all over their smooth surface.
His hands were rubbing her cunt, and the spicy juice was leaking all over his active fingers.
"Fuck me Tommy, please fuck me!" she begged her older brother.
He got close to her, and spread her legs wide apart on the table.
Standing up, he drove the large shaft of his blood filled prick deep into her pussy.
"Oh God!" she moaned as he slid it in.
"Feels so good in here!" he murmured thickly against her hah.
She just wiggled her hips in response, making him sigh blissfully from the contractions of her body.
He pumped wildly, as rough and untamed with her, as he had been gentle and tender with Celeste.
His fingers gripped her body with bruising strength, and his cock was like a piston, pounding its steady, insistent beat over and over again in her wildly throbbing pussy.
She was howling with pleasure as he fucked her youthful, voluptuous body, and barely noticed the hard, wooden surface of the table upon which she was lying.
Tomorrow she might be black and blue, and unable to walk, but for now, there was only this endless, exquisite pleasure created by her brother's powerful dick and it tore its way through her burning flesh.
His mouth was glued to hers, stopping her cries, so the only sounds in the room were their hoarse pants, and the steady thumping of their bodies as they pounded away against the table.
"Hey, do you know what Jason said ..." the voice of Celeste floated in, as she came through the kitchen door.
They didn't even hear her, and her voice stopped as she saw her big sister and brother fucking madly on the kitchen table.
"Jesus!" she said softly to herself.
She didn't leave though, for she was interested to watch. He was so rough with Pam, but she didn't seem to mind at all.
In fact, she seemed to be having a really good time from the looks of things.
Celeste stared as her brother roughly pinched the flesh of her sister's white, tantalizing tits.
She grew aroused all over again, just from watching, and she started to finger the nipples of her tits as she watched them.
Now Pam's legs were locked around his hips as he pounded his way in and out of her pussy.
His hands were tangled through her hah, and he was actually banging her head against the table as they fucked.
Pam was howling with pleasure.
Celeste quickly peeled off the few clothes that she was wearing, and went up silently to Tommy.
He was so engrossed in Pam's hot body that he didn't even notice her.
Kneeling behind him, she began to stroke his body, and she suddenly found that her tongue was out, and darting all over his ass.
It found the puckered little hole with no trouble, and began to lick and suck it like crazy.
The warm, wet sensation of that tongue drove Tom wild with lust, and his already frenzied movements grew still wilder, and less controlled.
Pam was coming and coming and coming in a seemingly endless series of spasmodic jerks.
Her cunt grasped the firm shaft of his dick, and in seconds, he was shooting his milky thick fluid deep into the hidden recesses of her body.
Celeste's tongue was still in his asshole, and she could feel the convulsive shuddering of his body as he shot his come into Pam's cunt.
"Ahh!" he groaned loudly, his whole body aquiver.
He collapsed on top of Pam's heaving body, face buried in her still shaking tits.
Celeste moved away for a moment, but Tom reached out an arm to draw her into his embrace.
He kissed Pam, then Celeste, and then Pam again.
Pam opened her eyes to see Celeste standing there, and she reached out to touch her sister's naked hip.
The girl quivered at her sister's touch, for she was pretty hot from having watched the two of them.
Pam slide her hand down to Celeste's pussy.
Celeste closed her eyes and sighed with pleasure.
Despite his exhaustion, Tommy was interested. He knew that his sisters were all lovers, but he thought that it would be really exciting to see them in action.
He pulled out of Pam, spilling his juices and hers all over the table, her thighs and the floor.
"Lick your sister clean!" he said to Celeste.
Pam parted her thighs once more as her little sister started to lap away at her sticky body, covered in the thin film of fluid.
She licked her all clean, and then kept licking her sister's raw, aching cunt.
Tom was amazed to see them, and miraculously, his dick began to very slowly stiffen.
"I want to see you do it! Both of you! Come on, get on the floor!"
Pam and Celeste looked at each other, and then Pam climbed off the table.
The two girls wrapped their arms around each other, and went upstairs with their older brother following them.
They went into their parents room, where there was a large, king size bed, covered by a soft, goose down coverlet.
They both climbed onto the bed, and started to play with each other's tits.
Tom watched in fascination as their hands explored each other's juicy melons. Celeste had rather large breasts, and they were almost the same size as those of her sister who was three years older than she was.
Now, Pam's fingers were teasing the delicate lips of Celeste's cunt. It had only the faintest covering of blondish hair, and it was easy to see how it became wet and sopping with desire.
Celeste was fingering Pam, sliding her hands deep up into Pam's very slick cunt.
The two were moaning now, and then Pam started to suck on Celeste's tits.
They got into a good sixty-nine position, and buried their faces in one another's cunt.
Tom's dick was fully aroused now as he watched them exploring clits and holes with their teasing pink tongues. His hands were busy rubbing and tugging at his long thick shaft, stopping only to pull at the sack of his balls.
Pam's tongue was sticking into her sister's puckered pink asshole, to get it slick and wet and juicy. Then, she stuck her fingers into it, and fingered the tight hot hole while she licked the other one.
Their soft moans made a chorus in the dark room, and the sounds of their many orgasms drove Tom to newer and more feverish heights of frenzy.
He drew closer to them.
"I'm coming!" he gasped, and shot a third boiling load of come all over them.
They were so involved that he didn't disturb them for a moment, and they didn't stop until they were nearly dazed from their repeated climaxes, heads aching, and pussies raw and swollen.
When it was all over, brother and sisters indulged in a steamy hot bubble bath to ease their sore limbs, cocks and cunts.
They spent a long time in the bath, soaping each other up completely, and massaging each other's bodies.
Their bathing was interspersed by silly conversation, and hysterical giggles.
Their only wish at that moment was that their sister Margo could have been with them.
Had she known what was going on, Margo herself would no doubt have wished that she were with them too.
Things had not been going so well for her since Celeste and Pam had visited her.
Firstly, she was very guilty about what had happened to Celeste, and on the basis of that day, she had steadfastly refused to see Kirk. He called almost every day, trying to apologize, and to get her to see him so that they could talk things over, but she remained firm.
She was very angry at him, but she had to admit, that without him, her life seemed very drab and colorless indeed.
Oh, not that she didn't go out with men, and not that she didn't have her share of sex, but Kirk had really been one of wildest, and most stimulating lovers that she had ever had.
Her last few dates had been real duds.
One was with a very rich, and upwardly mobile young lawyer whom she had met at a party.
He had been very attentive to her all evening, and she had thought him to be a very attractive man indeed, but she had her hopes dashed when they got back to her place late that night.
His idea of sex was to kiss her three times, rub her tits a little, and then stick it in.
He panted heavily, whispered "Oh baby" in her ear and came.
Then, he fell promptly asleep, and he snored loud enough to wake the dead.
She waited a while, hoping he might revive.
He did not.
She leaned over, and took his dick in her mouth, and started to suck.
To her delight, it grew nice and hard and red, and she hoped that he might prove to be somewhat more interesting on round two, but he didn't even move. He just let her suck him off, and he came in her mouth within a matter of minutes.
She never saw him again.
Then, there was another guy, again who seemed to show promise.
He worked in a large department store as some executive or other.
He was very witty, and more than a little bit handsome, and they had had a lovely evening together.
They went back to his place, and his kissed her with consummate skill, and gently stroked her stiffening nipples through the sheer stuff of her blouse.
He undressed her slowly, and Margo was dripping with desire.
Then she discovered that he was really into underwear, and the only way he could get off was to sniff hers, and rub it on his prick.
He got soft when she tried to touch him, and didn't seem too interested in sucking her off.
She went to sleep, frustrated and horny.
She tried to call Warren, but he had been called out of town quite suddenly. He was an actor, and he had suddenly gotten a job, so he was on tour for the next eight weeks, and wouldn't be back until then.
Margo began to miss Kirk more and more.
But she was still too angry at him to let him off the hook so easily about her baby sister.
What he had done was cruel and stupid, and she wanted him to get that through his thick skull.
What she needed to do was to teach the bastard a lesson, but at the same time, get satisfied herself. She began flunking about it, pondering it, trying to come up with a solution.
Gradually, and idea began to take shape in her mind.
That week-end, her parents were in New York visiting, so she knew that it would have to wait.
She showed them a lovely time, and they all agreed that it was a perfect visit.
When they left on Sunday afternoon, she began to put her plan into action.
But she knew that she would have to work slowly, and give this the proper amount of time to unfold.
Haste, she knew, could spoil everything.
First, she called her sisters, wanting to speak to them before her parents arrived home.
She was delighted to learn that Tommy was there, and even more pleased to learn that he was planning to come to New York within the next few days.
Well, plans with Kirk would have to wait until the next week-end. It was going to be a busy week at work too, and she knew that she needed time for things to run smoothly. Well, that was all right.
Now that she had decided upon a course of action, she felt much better, and she could afford to wait.
Also, the prospect of a visit from her brother cheered her up allot, for they were a close knit family, and she hadn't seen him in some time.
Monday night, Tom left his parents' home, and came to New York.
He arrived rather late, and although Margo had tried waiting up for him, she grew sleepy, and crawled into her bed.
The insistent ring of the buzzer woke her, however, and she greeted him sleepily, but with real enthusiasm.
"Hi Tommy!" she said.
"Good to see you, Margo!" he answered, and drew her into his strong embrace.
Her short nightgown rode up, and he realized that he was grabbing his sister's bare white ass in his hands.
His dick turned to stone.
In a flash, he realized that it was Margo that he had always wanted. He remembered when they were teen-agers, before they had gone off to college, and he had always admired the dark red flame of her hair, and the exquisitely modeled white body, with its slow, voluptuous curves.
He had envied her dates, and their chance to squeeze and hug this gorgeous morsel of flesh.
He remembered too how once, he had accidentally stumbled upon Margo and a date of hers in the living room of their home. It was late at night, and everyone was asleep. Everyone except Tommy, that is.
They were so busy that they didn't even hear the sudden sharp intake of his breath.
The guy had managed to get her shirt off, and was sucking on the rip white mounds of her womanly tits.
She was clutching his face to her breasts, and Tom could dimly make out one of his hands buried deep within her snatch.
He quietly drew out his own dick, and jerked off as he watched them.
He spilled his hot seed all over the wall and floor, just at around the moment when Margo's date had brought her to a shuddering, violent orgasm by frigging the girl's hot and horny cunt.
All those memories and more came flooding back as he held her soft white body in his arms that night.
He gave her a kiss that was more than brotherly, but she pushed him gently off of her.
He was upset, but determined to try again.
She didn't really know what he was after, and was still a little woozy with sleep.
"Come in, come in! Do you want something to eat?" she said, her voice still a little thick with sleep.
Actually, her red pussy fur, exposed in tantalizing little tufts, reminded him of something that he would have liked to eat, but he didn't say so.
He just nodded, and followed her soft ass that jiggled so provocatively as she moved into the kitchen.
She made him a snack, and she had some coffee.
Then, she was more alive, and told him the story about Kirk, including her present manless state.
His cock felt like it was about to burst as he listened to his beautiful, nearly naked sister talking about how she was dying for a hot, stiff cock in her aching pussy.
He longed to get on his knees right now, and suck that cunt, and then to drive his own burning shaft deep into her pit.
He could barely control himself.
After a while, she asked if he were at all tired.
His mind raced ahead, and he said yes, that he was.
There was only one bed in the place, and she thought nothing of letting him share it with her.
He peeled off his things, and climbed into the bed with his beautiful sister.
She turned off the light, and leaned over for his kiss.
He grabbed her, and drew her lazy body into his arms for a passionate kiss.
She laughed, still not understanding what was going on.
But the sudden movement of his hands to cup the globes of her tits through her thin nightgown made her understand.
Tommy wanted to fuck her!
She was a bit shocked, because she didn't know that he would want to do such a thing.
Secretly, she had always had a desire to be close to him in a way that was more than sisterly, and now, here he was, initiating it himself!
"Tom, do you know what you're doing?"
"Margo, I've wanted this for years! You don't know how I've dreamed of holding you like this, of sucking your big, plump tits, of fucking you until you beg for more and more. I've jerked off a hundred times with your image in my mind, and in my cock. I'm crazy about you! Please don't say no!"
Her reply was to grab the shaking spear of his cock, and bring her lips down to it.
Planting a burning kiss on the tip of her brother's penis, she drew his hands to her own hot center.
He still couldn't believe it.
"You mean you will?" he said, his voice no more than a whisper.
Her nightgown was off, her naked body gleamed in the light that streamed in from the street lamp outside.
She drew his hand into her soft, furry cunt, wet and oozing with love juice.
"Yes, I will, yes, yes!"
He was all over her in an instant, and his mouth kissed, licked bit and sucked every inch of her white, glimmering skin.
Lips touched nipples, hands assholes and cunt, eyelashes brushed cheeks and balls.
Brother and sister drew life from each other, sucking and inhaling each other's fragrance, taste, smell.
He rolled her over on her stomach, and she lifted her shimmering ass in the air.
His hot cock slid into her pussy from behind, and her sopping, slick pit took his big tool easily, in a single thrust.
"Oh Tom!" she uttered.
"Oh Margo!"
Hands firmly gabbing her tits, he began to pump away.
She shuddered, and squeezed her ass cheeks together.
Over and over he pumped, in long, exhausting strokes that left her pussy raw, but begging for more, more always more.
Hands moved from her tits to her cunt, and he rubbed the excited knob of her clitoris with his skilled fingers.
He felt dizzy, drunk with the smell of her, the taste, the sight of her naked writhing body that was in such heat for him, his cock, his being, his body.
He wanted to hear her scream with pleasure, so he increased the pace of the frantic thrusts, and rubbed her clit so hard that he was sure there were sparks flying from it.
Her whole body moved and shook with delight as he fucked her.
He rolled her back over again, so that now, he could look at those heaving, exquisite mounds.
"Come sit on me!" he begged.
She did, sliding her wet cunt down on his prick, impaling herself on that flaming, scarlet spear.
She rubbed her hands and mouth all over his chest, leaning over to bite his nipples.
Then, using her whole body for leverage, she slid up and down on his rigid member.
Now he could watch with pleasure the rise and fall of her gorgeous curves as she rode him like a stallion. Her thighs tightened around his body, and she arched back, so that her tits faced heaven.
He reached his hands up, and squeezed them gently, and then harder and harder.
Her breath was hoarse and choked, and he could feel that she was about to come in a violent climax.
When she did, she screamed so loudly he was sure that the neighbors would come pounding on the door to find out what was wrong, but his own orgasm followed so quickly afterwards that he no longer even cared what they all thought, for he was drowning blissfully in the sea of his own blinding passion.
Chapter Eight
They fell asleep after that, but Margo was roused several hours later by her brother's stiff rod of passion that was poking her from behind. She shoved her asshole towards him, and he held her tight. She was really hot and glowing, and he had little trouble inserting his stiff member into her ass.
They rocked and moaned out their passion in her big bed until the wee hours of the morning. Neither Margo nor her brother had much sleep that night.
He had to leave the next day, and they parted amid many hugs and kisses, with promises to get together really soon.
She closed the door, and got on the telephone.
Kirk's voice was a little sleepy, for this was a day where he didn't have to be at work until the afternoon, and he took the opportunity to sleep late.
He perked up when he heard that it was Margo on the phone.
"Hi, honey, how are you doing?"
"Fine, just fine." she said sweetly.
"Listen Margo, about your little sister ..."
"Kirk, I think you're right." she said, cutting him off mid-sentence.
"Right about what?"
"I think that we should get together and talk about it!"
"You do?"
"Yes, I do."
"Margo, that's wonderful! You don't know how happy this makes me! I've really missed you!"
"We'll talk all about it when we get together."
"Great, great! How about tonight?"
"No, no I don't think so."
"Tomorrow then? You name the time, Margo, and I'll be there!"
"Well, things are really crazy at work this week. It can't be until Saturday night at the very soonest!"
"Saturday it is!"
"We'll have dinner, OK?"
"Fabulous! Your place or mine?"
"Umm, I think I'd rather go out for dinner ..."
"Anything you say! Shall I pick you up?"
"OK."
"Around seven?"
"Perfect."
"Great! I can hardly wait!"
"Me neither!"
She smiled to herself. She wondered what he would say when the evening was through.
Then, she got on the phone to call her sisters.
She wanted them to be there on Saturday night, for that was all a part of her grand scheme.
They agreed, but wanted to know what it was all about.
She refused to tell them anything other than that Kirk was going to be severely punished, and that she thought that they should most certainly be there to witness it.
The said that they would.
Celeste was feeling much better, which made Margo happy, but she still thought that Kirk needed a lesson. And she was the one to teach it to him, too!
Celeste had been out with Jason, and things went very well between them. He was calm and self-assured from his encounter with Pam, and she was relaxed and at ease from her encounter with her brother.
The two teen-agers were really crazy about each other, and once they were left alone in his parents' big, sprawling house, they simply couldn't keep their hands off of one another.
Eventually, he confessed to her about the fact that he had fucked her older sister that night.
He underestimated her.
Far from being jealous, she was delighted, and told him how she had slept with both of her sisters, and her older brother.
He didn't believe her at first, but then, one night Pam came along on one of their dates, and in the drive-in, the two girls started to get it on.
Jason watched in fascination and with mounting lust as the two lovely young girls, one dark, and one fair, caressed and kissed each other.
He went crazy to see them suck each other's tits, and when they started to go for each other's cunts, he almost came right there.
They left the drive-in, for it seemed too risky, and found that their parents weren't home, so they could have the house to themselves for a while.
The three attractive young people stripped off their clothes, and fell together amid sighs, passionate moan and groans.
Jason fucked Celeste in the cunt while Pam ate out his asshole, and then, the two girls ate each other's hot pussies while Jason fucked Pam in the asshole.
Reluctantly they dressed before Pam and Celeste's parents came home, and he left, with promises of repeating the adventure again very soon.
Celeste was a little apprehensive about even seeing Kirk again, but her sisters both assured her that this time, it would be different.
This time, they, and not Kirk, would be in control.
She let herself be reassured, and on Saturday, they were both in New York again, in Margo's apartment.
Margo still wouldn't tell them what she was up to, but she did mention that she had been on a little shopping spree in preparation for this evening. Of course, they wanted to know what it was that she had bought, but she refused to say.
They watched her dress.
She wore a shiny green leotard that shimmered and gleamed when the light hit it, and made her skin look like cream from the top of a milk bottle. Her breasts rose like foam from the low cut neck line, and her long mane of hair was loose, and cascaded down her back.
With this, she wore a black, narrow skirt with a sexy slit in the front so that when she moved, or crossed her legs, her lovely white legs would be exposed for all to see.
Elegant black pumps completed the outfit, and when her make-up was applied, and her perfume hovered about her like a heady cloud, she was like a goddess, who has decided to make a brief visit to earth.
"Wow!" breathed Pam.
"You look stunning!" said Celeste.
"Beautiful!"
"Wonderful!"
"Thank you, you're both so sweet! Now, while I'm gone, you can do anything you like. I'll be home around twelve or so-when you hear me, make sure to hide in the other room, and don't leave things around, because I don't want him to know that you've been here. Then the party will begin! Can you wait and be good until I come home?"
"Oh yes!" they said in unison, growing more and more excited about the thought of playing a trick on Kirk.
The bell rang.
"Quick! In the other room!" she hissed, and hurried them off to the bedroom.
Then, she went to answer it.
Kirk was looking pretty elegant himself, and was carrying a bouquet of roses, and a box of chocolate from Godiva.
"Aren't you sweet?" she murmured, and went off to get a vase for the flowers that he had brought.
"You look wonderful, Margo!" he said, his appreciation and lust dancing in his eyes, and he reached for her.
His mouth sought hers, but she turned her face slightly, so that the kiss landed on her cheek.
He knew that it was better not to push her, so he didn't pursue it.
"Shall we go?" he asked.
"Let's!"
He took her to an elegant French restaurant, and when they got there, she discovered she knew the place.
Then, he ordered a very expensive bottle of wine to start with, and requested the menu.
Kirk always did like to spend money, but tonight he was really quite lavish. He insisted on ordering the most exotic and expensive dishes the place had to offer, and even when Margo was quite full, he kept ordering more things, urging her to try a bite of this, a taste of that.
He was getting pretty drunk, and soon, she felt his hand creeping up her thigh under the table.
Well, she had expected that.
"Oh Margo, I've missed you so much!" he said thickly, his voice only very slightly blurred by drink.
She smiled, and said nothing.
"About your sister, Margo, well I just wanted to explain things to you. I didn't really mean to hurt her like that, or anything. I was just a little drunk, and suddenly, I wanted to, have a fresh piece, if you know what I mean ... my sexual appetites have always been ... shall we say perhaps, healthy? It's what has drawn us to one another after all, hasn't it?" he asked her, and began to stroke her hand.
"Oh, I understand perfectly Kirk, I really do. I was just very upset, as you can understand. After all, she is my baby sister, and I felt that I was responsible for her, you know?"
"How is she, by the way? Is she doing all right?"
"She's just fine now. She was a bit upset afterwards ... but she's really feeling much better."
"Good, good, I'm glad to hear it."
The rest of the dinner went quite smoothly, and as they were sipping their liquor, and nibbling on the fresh grapes, pears and apples, Margo turned to him casually, and asked if he would like to stop by at her place after they had finished eating.
"Sure, sure! Why don't we get going now?" he said eagerly, starting to rise from the table as he spoke.
"Let's finish our dessert first, OK?" she said, laughing at his impatience.
They finished quickly, and he paid the outlandish bill.
He was anxious to get her home to fuck her.
Once back at her apartment, Kirk was all over her in an instant.
Muttering vague, incoherent things, his hands hungrily sought her breasts, ass thighs and cunt.
"Let's take it slowly, all right?" she said, and stepped out of his embrace.
He looked at her with burning, naked lust.
"Anything you say, Margo."
"Care for some brandy?"
"You having some?"
"Yes."
"Pour for me too then."
She went into the kitchen, and he sat down on the couch to take off his shoes, and loosen his tie.
Now, she could count on being alone for a few minutes, and she quickly went to the cabinet, and took out a tiny bottle of pills.
She dissolved the contents of one of the pills into one of the glasses, and then she carefully positioned it on the silver serving tray so that she would be able to remember which was which.
Then, she took them both into the other room.
Setting the tray down before him on the coffee table, she made sure she took the glass that had not been tampered with, so that the other one was free for Kirk. She was pleased to see that he drained it in a single gulp, and put the glass back down on the wooden coffee table.
She smiled at him as she sipped hers more slowly.
"That was good!" he said.
"Care for another?"
"No, no, that was fine."
She kept drinking slowly, taking her time, waiting for the drug to take effect.
The druggist was a friend of hers, and it didn't take long for Kirk's head to lean back on the couch, and for him to start snoring lightly.
All the alcohol in his body must have increased the effect, or speeded it up, for she didn't expect it to happen so soon. But there he was, snoring away.
She got up, and went in the bedroom, where Celeste and Pam were waiting, brimming with curiosity.
"What's going on?" they kept asking her.
"Just wait and see!" she said with an evil grin.
She took them into the living room, where Kirk was now snoring loudly.
"OK, let's start to get his clothes off!" said Margo.
They looked puzzled, but they followed her instructions.
As Pam and Celeste undressed him, Margo went in the other room, and returned with a big bag.
"What's in there?" Pam asked her.
"Look and see!" was the reply.
Pam pulled out two huge, thick coils of rope.
"Margo, you couldn't mean to ..."
"I can, and I do! Now let's get to it! This stuff doesn't last all that long you know!"
She turned over the coffee table, and dragged Kirk's body on top of it. Then, the three of them secured his arms, and legs to the legs of the table. Margo showed them how to make very secure, strong knots so that he wouldn't easily be able to break loose.
Then, she told them to take off their clothes.
She did the same, and she searched in her big bag, and came up with some costumes for all three of them.
Pam and Celeste were amazed by the tightly fitting leather corsets, which made their tits pop out, and swell over the tops, and the crotchless black leather panties she provided them with too.
They all had black boots, with high, spiked heels, and sheer, black stockings that were kept up with black elastic garters.
She also had three pairs of elbow length black leather gloves, which fit very tightly over their arms.
But what really drove them wild was the whip.
It had thick, black enamel handle, and it was made of a long, thin strip of cutting leather.
Margo flicked it once, and they all shuddered from the sharp crackling noise that it made.
It seemed that they were just in time, for Kirk was beginning to stir.
Margo couldn't wait, and while the other two sat on the sofa, she strutted up and down nervously, like a vulture hovering over its prey.
He tried to move an arm to rub his nose, but found that he couldn't.
He began tugging fiercely, and his eyes flew open, only to discover that he was in fact bound to the table.
"Margo! What's going on here!"
"You like it dear? It seemed to me that you really dug bondage!" she said with a nasty laugh.
"Let me go!"
"Shut up, slave! You're going to find out how it feels to be on the other side of this, for once!"
"You can't mean that!"
"Oh?" she said, and ground one of her sharp pointed heels into his chest, directly on his nipple.
He screamed with the pain.
Margo decided that she didn't want him to yell and disturb the neighbors, so she decided to gag him.
"Give me your underpants!" she snapped to Celeste.
"But Margo, they're all dirty!"
"That's the idea!"
She took them, and stuffed them in Kirk's mouth. He tried to resist, but she held his head between her knees with an iron grip, and Pam shoved the soiled panties deep into his throat.
She heard him choking, but she didn't care.
Then, she put a stocking securely around his mouth, tying the panties in place, so he couldn't dislodge them from his throat.
"Now let's see just how rough you like it!" she snarled, and she raised the whip above his head.
His eyes widened with disbelief and terror as she brought it down directly across his naked, spread body.
He writhed in agony as its cruel lash cut into his flesh, leaving a furious, red welt.
She raised the whip again, and aimed for his cock this time.
It turned a deep shade of scarlet.
Tears sprang to his eyes, but she showed no mercy.
Over and over the fierce, crackling whip came down on his naked, writhing body. Margo's face and body shone with sweat from her exertions, and she could feel her cunt growing moist and juicy.
Finally, in complete exhaustion, she tossed the whip aside, and flopped down on the couch.
She took out another stocking, and wound it tightly around Kirk's red and throbbing dick.
Then, she tied a knot, so that if his cock got any larger, the pain would be excruciating.
She began to finger her soaked pussy within plain view of Kirk's face.
She knew that despite his pain, he was really hot for her, and had been all evening.
Her nipples grew hard, and could be made out through the skin tight fit of her leather corset.
"Suck my cunt!" she said, turning to Celeste. The sight of her sister rubbing her pussy plainly excited Celeste, and she crawled onto the couch as Margo parted her legs.
Pam watched them, stroking the lips of her own hot snatch. She watched too how Kirk's rod began to grow and swell within the confines of its tight bondage.
It must have been agony, with that stocking tied so tightly.
Celeste was really digging Margo's hot cunt, and was sucking on it with loud, slurping noises. Margo's head was thrown back in ecstasy.
Kirk's eyes were riveted to the two writhing forms on the sofa as they shivered through their ecstasy.
Margo groaned and sighed with pleasure as her sister nibbled and bit at the hard swollen knot of her clitoris.
She shook, and she spread her legs even wider, as Celeste drove her tongue up into her steamy love canal.
"Harder, harder!" she moaned.
The girl complied, and soon, Margo was screaming the hoarse, piercing cry of blissful orgasm.
Celeste moved her face away finally, and Margo lay panting for some time.
When she opened her eyes again, she saw that Pam was still touching her own cunt, and that Kirk had shifted his gaze to her hands as they moved their way in and out of her own moist pit.
Quickly, Margo got up, and untied Kirk's gag.
The wet, soaking panties came tumbling out of his mouth, and he gasped for breath.
Margo grabbed a razor, and she held up the blade to his eyes.
"Utter one sound and I'll cut it off!" she hissed.
He said nothing, but watched her hands with horror and fascination painting his face.
"Go ahead, Pam, sit on his face!" she said to her horny sister.
Pam walked over, a little unsteadily in her high heels, and got on top of Kirk's face.
The poor man's dick was so swollen it looked as if it might burst.
"Eat it, worm!" snarled Margo.
So Kirk's tongue slipped out from between his lips, and started the slow, gentle massaging of Pam's hot, dripping cunt.
He licked slowly, from one end of her slit to the other.
"Do it harder!" she moaned softly.
"You heard her!" snapped Margo, who had been observing them. She raised the whip again, and brought it down once more across Kirk's raw, aching member which now began to ooze with blood.
His tongue increased its pace, and he bit at the girl's hard, ruby like clitoris. She swayed with pleasure, her eyes half closed and her breath coming in short, shallow gasps.
Meanwhile, Margo turned to Celeste, and drew the girl into her arms. They kissed passionately, their tongues probing deeply in one another's mouths.
Margo opened her sister's tight leather corset, and squeezed the two firm tits that popped out, so thrilled with their release.
"MMMmmm!" she said, kneading the juicy globes.
Her hands strayed to Celeste's cunt, and started to rub the fiery patch that oozed with the girl's juices.
She pushed Celeste onto the floor, and spread her legs open wide.
"Wait here a minute!" she said.
She went into the other room, and returned with her fat, pink dildo strapped on her body.
Celeste's eyes widened when she saw it.
"Don't you want to try it? I promise it'll be a lot of fun!"
Celeste's pussy was throbbing hard now, and she thought that it might be nice to have that big tool crammed up her cunt.
"OK!" she said, and opened her legs.
Margo got on top of her and started to kiss her again, and drew the nipples of her tits into her mouth to bite and suck them.
The girl caressed her sister's mane of thick hah, and then, Margo got onto her body, and pressed the huge pink tip of the dildo against her sister's open hole.
She pushed the tip in.
It felt great, and Celeste's body immediately convulsed and contracted, begging for more of the huge thing.
"Push it in, push it into me hard!" she panted.
So Margo shoved it deep into her cunt, and started to pump.
"AAAH!" breathed Celeste, loving the way it felt to be filled up by the powerful pink thing.
"It's good, huh?" Margo whispered softly.
"Wonderful!" she crooned.
They rocked together for some moments, and gradually, Margo began to shove harder and faster inside of her sister's slick pussy.
The girl was moaning steadily now, and sometimes, little cries of pleasure would escape from her parted lips.
"Yes, yes, I want more. More!" she begged, so Margo pounded away at her tight little box even harder.
Soon, the rush of feeling grew and swelled around Celeste's ears, and the orgasm shot up, and stunning fountain, that drenched her with its bubbly spray.
"AAARRGH!" she screamed, and Margo slowly stopped pounding, and slid out of her.
A rush of juices followed, dripping down Celeste's white thighs.
Margo leaned over, and lapped them up, so that Celeste was all clean once again.
They both rolled over to watch Kirk and Pam.
He was still licking her pussy, and she was frenzied in her agony, coming and coming in a series of endless, high pitched shrieks.
His cock was so swollen that you could barely recognize it as human any more, but still, he didn't come.
It must have been passion,
His whole body was covered with the bright red whip marks from where Margo had lashed him. Some of them had already started to bleed a little bit, so that his form was traced with swirling, scarlet arabesques.
Finally, when she had no more voice left with which to scream, Pam rolled off of Kirk, her body exhausted, her cunt raw and sore.
But Margo wasn't about to let his torment end here.
She was going to teach him a lesson that he would never forget, not if he lived to be a hundred.
He prided himself on being so creative sexually, and on having very liberal tastes. Well, she was going to see just how liberal he really was, in the end.
She needed to relieve herself, but instead of going into the bathroom, she stood and positioned herself over Kirk.
Then, she let loose a veritable flood of urine, that covered his whole face and body.
It was acidic enough to make his fresh wound smart and burn, and he groaned with the pain.
When she was done, she squatted over him.
"Lick me clean!" she ordered.
He obeyed without question, fearing what new tortures she might devise for him.
Yet, for all his pain, there was something stimulation about all of this.
He had never seen Margo in such control before, never seen her so assured, proud, and in command. There was something terribly sexy about it, he had to admit!
She was strutting around in her tight leather, body bathed in sweat, and a cruel, haughtily look played about her face.
Her magnificent hair was loose about her shoulders, and the black heels made her seem like a giant. He wanted to worship her.
"Is there anything else I can do for you?" he asked in a low, obsequious tone of voice.
She looked at him, surprised.
She wanted him to suffer, but it seemed like he was getting into the game!
That was just like him, too!
Well, she had a few more tortures devised for him.
She took a large black rubber butt plug, bigger than her fist, and held it up for him to see.
"Open wide!" she said sweetly, and crammed it up his asshole in one violent gesture.
He winced, and bit his lip so hard that he drew blood, but he didn't cry out
She got up, and walked away, her proud ass firm and perfect in its leather case.
She decided that it was late, and that they should all get some sleep.
The three of them went into her room, and began to peel off their costumes.
"Don't you think that we should untie Kirk?" asked Celeste after a while.
"No! Not on your life! He's being punished!"
"But hasn't he been punished enough?"
"Not yet. He needs to spend the night like that!"
Celeste didn't say anything more, seeing that Margo's mind was made up. She guessed Margo knew what she was doing.
In fact, Margo was really getting into her role as dominatrix.
What had started out as pure revenge became real sadistic pleasure on her part!
And she had reason to suspect that Kirk was really digging it too. Well, if he wanted to play that game, he was going to play it her way, and that meant that he stayed tied up all night long.
Turning on the television, she climbed into bed next to Pam and Celeste.
There was no sound from the other room, so she assumed that Kirk was trying as best he could to get some rest.
His muscles ached, and his whole body was wracked with the pain of his wounds. The plug that was lodged in his ass was giving him severe discomfort, which turned to real pain as he felt the need to relieve himself.
But he was strangely content.
He was a man who sought new, and more bizarre sexual experience, and here was one he had never had before.
A beautiful, fiery young woman to control him and dominate him.
It was agony, but there might be ecstasy in that agony too. He had always said that the line between pleasure and pain was a very thin one indeed.
That night, Pam, Celeste and Margo slept very well.
Margo opened her eyes in the morning to find Pam's mouth and face lapping eagerly away at Celeste's spread cunt.
"Can't keep you two away from each other, can I?" she laughed, and climbed out of bed.
He was still lying there, and when she came into the room, his eyes lit up.
"You are so beautiful!" he whispered.
She said nothing, but offered him her toes to lick.
He accepted them greedily into his mouth, and licked each one lovingly.
When he had finished, she offered him the other foot.
He repeated the gentle tongue bath.
"You are a woman made to be adored!" he breathed.
She knelt before him, her tits heaving and hers eyes glowing. The sight of his naked, bound body was getting her hot.
She ran a long, red nail across the surface of his chest, noting how the blood had dried.
"If I am good enough to let you up, will you follow me obediently into the bathroom?" she said in a stern tone of voice.
"I will do anything you say," he answered humbly.
She untied him then, and led him into the bathroom.
"On your knees!" she barked.
She pulled out the butt plug, and he couldn't help a little sigh of relief.
It had been very, very painful.
"I'm sure that you're filthy! Just filthy!" she said, and she reached for something in the cabinet below the sink.
"I'm sorry," he muttered under his breath.
"Sorry isn't enough! You have to be cleaned! Purified! Flushed out, do you hear me?"
"Yes," he uttered softly.
"Good. Now get in the tub. And spread your legs, scumbag!"
She took the big enema bag, and filled it full of icy cold water from the sink.
He shivered, half in fear, and half in anticipation.
She bent over, and authoritatively, pulled his ass cheeks apart.
Then, she inserted the nozzle deep into Kirk's ass.
Hanging the bag over the shower curtain rod, she began to pump him full of the cold liquid.
"Don't spill any, or you'll be sorry!" she warned.
"Yes, Mistress," he muttered head bent.
A slow, cruel smile splayed about Margo's face as she filled her lover full of icy water.
She could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter, and she began to play with it a little bit as she pumped.
Yes, it seemed like this was going to suit her very well.
