Author: Mythos Title: Origin (The Visitor) Part: 5 of 8 Universe: Lily Version: 2 Date: Jun 18, 2017 Word Count: 4000 Keywords: MF, Mf, ff, inc, nc Summary: Evelyn pressures Lily to offer herself to their mother's johns. This story is part of the Lily series. Visit /~Mythos/ for the full story. Please provide any feedback to mythos@nym.hush.com. I especially appreciate constructive criticism. ________________________________________________________________ Origin Part 5 (The Visitor) by Mythos Saturday night. Lily awoke when the front door slammed. It had to be Mom. Evelyn was asleep in bed, and Lily was curled up at her feet like a cat. A man was with Mom. She recognized his voice as one of Mom's regulars. He'd been coming by for over a month now. There was a litany of whispers, giggles, and thuds as they worked their way to Mom's room. Both were drunk. Eventually the master bedroom door slammed. Rhythmic banging began. Lily tried to sleep. She was already in the farthest bedroom from her mother. Since last week when Evelyn had fucked Colin, she had come home most nights with cum in one of her holes. Each time she would make Lily suck the cum from her. Tuesday and Wednesday, she'd had cum in her pussy. Thursday she came from rugby practice with cum in both her ass and cunt, which made Lily wonder what went on in the girl's locker room. Last night she didn't come home at all, but this morning she came home with a load in both holes. Then she left again for a party tonight, only to return an hour ago, tipsy and with her eyes on Lily. In her bedroom, Evelyn made Lily lay on the floor while she hiked up her skirt and squatted. From her ass, she'd squeezed several farts and dollops of cum into Lily's mouth, then made Lily lick her clean. Was it gross? Yes. Did it make Lily nauseous? Yes, especially when the cum from her ass had mixed with that bitter taste of shit, and Evelyn's asshole was usually encrusted with brown flakes. But Lily had already looked forward to this treatment after just one week. Evelyn, who had once ignored Lily except when absolutely necessary, now had sex with men in all areas of her life. Each time, she had to be thinking about Lily on some level. She chose not to clean herself up, but rather to get all the way home so that she could feed Lily the results. It made Lily tingle to think of how special she had become to Evelyn. Evelyn enjoyed Lily, and if that meant Lily had to swallow down whatever disgusting fluids came from her body, then she would gladly do it. Besides, every time, those disgusting fluids turned her on just a little bit more. In the other room, Mom moaned endlessly. Evelyn sat up and listened. From her face, she was not angry, but rather her eyes were narrowed speculatively. She noticed Lily staring at her. "Get up." Evelyn kicked her legs off the bed. "Come with me, _quietly_." She tiptoed to the door. Lily scampered after. They crept down the dark hall toward Mom's room. Evelyn wore just her panties. Lily had on her T-shirt. At the door, Evelyn twisted the handle and pushed gently. Bedroom light streamed into the hall. Mother's moaning was louder with the door open, and the man's grunts were now audible. Evelyn peered through, then motioned for Lily to take her place. The man was on top of Mom, thrusting violently into her. The bed shook with each thrust. Mom was on her stomach with her head turned to the side. Her face contorted in pain. The man held her wrists to either side of her. "Does that make you hot?" Evelyn's lips were right by Lily's ear. "Watching your own mom get fucked by a stranger? Does it?" It did. It was wrong. It sickened her, but she could feel her own pussy warming. It wasn't her mother, but the man, that turned her on. His muscles. His tattoos circling his arms. His cock stabbing into Mom's pussy. "It does, doesn't it," said Evelyn. "Your sick little incestuous mind just loves this." To Lily's shock, she felt Evelyn reach around her waist and between her legs. Her fingers massaged Lily's pussy. It was the first time Evelyn had ever touched her that way. The man flipped Mom on her back and plunged back in, again pinning her arms to the side. Mom's breasts jiggled with each thrust. Lily had never seen her mother so intimately. She shared the same black hair and fair skin as her daughters, though her hair was cropped to her shoulders. Her breasts were enormous and webbed with veins. Her stomach curved outward in a slight potbelly. Both had plenty of stretch marks. She may be in her early thirties, but years of depression, drinking, and on-and-off smoking had taken their toll. That's not to say she wasn't attractive. She was still downright beautiful, in a worn out sort of way. It was no wonder that she could attract men night after night. Lily wondered what must she have looked like at Evelyn's age. "Look at her pussy," said Evelyn. Unlike Evelyn's pubic bush, Mom's was trimmed. It was stubbled, and clusters of red shaving bumps marred her inner thighs. Her labia had dark, plump folds that hugged the man's cock like a pair of lips. "Don't you just want to suck his cum out of her?" Lily nodded, knowing it was the answer Evelyn wanted. In truth, the idea appalled her. She'd grown comfortable with the sexual intimacy she shared with Evelyn, but Mother was not important to Lily, not the way Evelyn was. "How about sucking his cock clean. Would you like that?" She nodded again. This time she wasn't sure she disagreed. The man was rugged, possibly a soldier or sailor. He thrust such that his upper body remained still while his hips pounded Mom. His cock was thick and powerful, with a slight curve near the end. The base was wild with salt-and-peppered hair. Lily imagined her lips wrapped around that. With Evelyn casually teasing of her clit, she felt her loins heating. "Would you let him fuck you?" She imagined it. Though she'd probably chicken out if faced with the possibility. She didn't want a stranger to be her first, though as Evelyn brought her closer to orgasm, she thought about how dirty the idea was. Her virginity. This precious thing she should save for the right boy, and she'd give it away to this gruff sailor just because Evelyn told her to. Yes. She'd do it. And with that thought, her body shook in orgasm. Her legs turned to jelly. Her breath became ragged. Evelyn rubbing her clit all through it. Lily bit her lip to keep from crying out as the pleasure quaked through her. "I'll take that as a yes, then." The man grunted. Mom cried out. He thrust hard a few times, then bottomed out into Mom's cunt as he shot cum inside her. Once done, caught his breath, then walked to his clothes. His wet cock swung with each step. He fetched a pack of cigarettes from his jacket. Lighting one, he cracked open the bedroom window and stared out, making sure his smoke went outside. Meanwhile, Mom fell asleep where she lay. Evelyn pulled Lily from the door and back to her room. Kneeling, she clutched both Lily's shoulders. "Listen. He's going to leave soon. Go to the kitchen and wait. When he comes down, offer to clean his cock for him." "What?!" whispered Lily. "Do it. If he asks what you're doing there, tell him you couldn't sleep and got up for water." Lily's mind spun with a thousand questions. She wanted desperately to say no, but that wasn't an option. "What if... what if he tells mom." "He won't. Trust me." "But what if he doesn't want to? What if he reports me." "To who? Believe me. He won't dare tell anyone about it. And if he doesn't want to, then you'll have to convince him." "How?" "_Improvise_. Do whatever it takes." Lily's eyes filled with tears. "I... I don't know if I can do this." "You will do it because I'm ordering you to. Besides, you just told me how you wanted to suck him clean." "But what if he wants more? What if he tries to... fuck me?" "_Then let him_. I will be especially pleased if you can get him to do that. Spread yourself open. Let him fuck you like he just fucked Mom. I know you'd love it. You just came thinking about it. You're sick like that." "But, what if..." she swallowed. Her mind groped for anything. "My legs." She pointed to red stripes crisscrossing the back of her thighs from where Evelyn had caned her yesterday. Like all her welts, she healed remarkably quickly, but it was still obvious what those bruises were from. "What if he sees my legs." "He won't see them, because you won't let him. Now get out there before he leaves Mom's room." Lily sniffled and wiped her eyes. "Please, Eve. I can't do this." Evelyn slapped her. "Stop your whimpering this instant. You will do this or I will cane you every single day this coming week. You will _not_ be allowed in my room _ever again_. These games of ours will end. Do you understand?" Reluctantly, she nodded. "Now _go_." She pushed Lily from her room. Lily crept to the kitchen. The only light came from the street lights outside. She stood in the dark deciding what to do. The sight of that man's cock filled her mind. It had turned her on. She had imagined it sliding into her own pussy as she came, but that had just been a fantasy. To actually do it? And how? When the man came in here, what was she supposed to say? Why would that man accept a sexual advance from a child he'd never met before? Especially considering she wasn't anything special to look at, not like Evelyn. She flipped on the light above the sink and filled a glass with water. Sipping it did nothing to calm her. She sat on a stool, wincing as she put pressure on the welts striping her ass. There weren't many. All canings older than a few days had faded completely--something that Lily was especially grateful for. According to her internet research, caning welts normally left a permanent mark and took weeks to heal. Whereas Lily always healed within days, and not even discoloring remained. Her dream of someday having a flawless body was still possible. However, welts from yesterday were prominent. If the man saw them, he might think they were from Mom. Would he report it to child services? That might mean people would take Lily away from Evelyn. She wanted to run back to Evelyn and point this out, but Evelyn wouldn't care. Somehow she'd just have to hide the welts from the man when he came out. And what if he didn't? Sometimes Mom's men stayed until morning. What then? How long should Lily wait before she could return? Evelyn would accept no excuses. She might have to wait until morning. At least tomorrow wasn't a school day. The hallway floor creaked. The man was quietly approaching, fully clothed with his jacket draped over one arm. Spotting Lily, he nodded and kept right on toward the door. "Hi," she said. "Hey yourself." He threw on his jacket. "Do you want some water?" "No thanks." "You sure? It wouldn't be any trouble." "Yeah. I'm good." "No really." Lily jumped up and filled a glass from the sink. "Kid..." he said, but she was already handing it to him. He reluctantly took the glass. "Thanks." His hand had calluses. They looked like what Lily imagined ogre hands would look like. Large, brutish, grizzled. He reeked of the cigarette he'd smoked. After he took a few sips, he nodded toward Lily. "You're uh... you're name is Eve?" "Lily. Evelyn is my sister." "Right, right." "So." Lily leaned against the kitchen counter. She clutched her water glass tightly. "You've been visiting my mom a while, right?" "Couple months. Yeah. Well." He drained his glass and set it down. "Thanks for the water. I should get going." "Wait, before you go..." She hesitated. "Yeah?" The lump of fear in her throat nearly kept the words from coming out, but this was her last chance. "If you'd like, I could help you clean up." The man stared at her a while. "...What?" Her face turned red. "It's just... If you wanted. I could clean your cock for you. Or, you know, if you wanted to do something more..." The following silence lasted an eternity. That had sounded so _stupid_. She knew, even as she met his unblinking gaze, that her face was red from neck to forehead. It took so much not to bolt from the room. "...how old are you?" he asked. "I'm fifteen." Two years too much. "You know how fucked up what you just said is?" "Yeah, I know. It's just... I kinda want to, and you've been coming here for so long." "You want to... _sleep_ with me?" "If you want to, yeah." The man's gaze traveled down her body, taking in her thigh-length T-shirt. Her legs were bare. He snorted. "Does your mom know about this?" "No. Please, don't tell her." "Oh, I won't." He shook his head in disbelief. "You shouldn't be doing this, kid. Offering yourself like that. Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine." "Really? Cause you look like you're about to lose your dinner." "I'm... just a little nervous. I'm shy." He barked a laugh. "Shy? I've met hookers that come on slower than you." "I'm sorry, but I am serious. I'd like to clean your cock for you. Or... you know... if you're ready to go again..." He shook his head. "Sorry kid. Why don't you stick to boys your own age." He opened the front door. "You sure? Please. I'll be here next time." The door closed. His footsteps echoed as he traveled down the stairwell. Eventually, Lily trudged back to Evelyn's room. Her sister waited with hands on her hips. "You failed." "I'm sorry. He didn't want to." "He wanted to. You just came on like an idiot. How did you say it? _It's just... if you wanted. I could maybe clean your cock maybe_. Nice, Lily. Subtle." "I didn't know what to do. I've never done this before." "Yeah, well, even a virgin dumb-ass would do better. Christ, Lily. Not even _I_ couldn't get laid using a line like that. You scared him off." "I'm sorry." "No. No, you're not, but you're going to be." She pushed Lily out of her room and shut the door. # Three days passed since Lily failed to seduce Mom's visitor--three long, guilt-ridden, miserable days. Lily had to sleep in her own room after Evelyn had kicked her out. In the morning, Lily made breakfast expecting Evelyn to yell at or cane her, but no. Evelyn ate breakfast without so much as looking at Lily, then left to dress. Lily showered. When she came out, Evelyn was gone. She'd left for school without Lily. After school, Lily readied dinner, but Evelyn didn't come home after rugby practice. Lily waited and waited, and finally ate the food herself. Finally, at ten o'clock, Evelyn came in, went straight to her room, and shut the door. Lily didn't dare try to enter. The next day was the same, as was the next. This was exactly how Evelyn treated her years ago, and Lily could hardly stand it. Any other punishment would be better than this. She'd cane herself if it would make a difference. She'd do anything that could possibly make things right, but Evelyn didn't give her a chance. Each night she cried. She missed the way things had been. Her welts had all disappeared, as though the relationship had never happened. She was just a worthless little sister again. On the third night, when Mom came home with the same man, Lily saw a chance to make things right. She lay in bed, preparing her nerves as the man fucked Mom. She couldn't mess up this time. She had to seduce him. The problem was, she was just as scared as last time, and listening to him powerfully fucking Mom didn't help either. She decided the best course of action was try again from the kitchen, and so she'd snuck out like before and got another glass of water. The banging finally ended. She waited for him to come out. Every second, she lost a little more nerve. There was no approach she could think of that would work. The man would again think she was coming on too strong and he'd leave. She'd just make things worse by driving him farther away. Soon, she was nauseous with anticipation. If she opened her mouth to talk, she might just vomit. Maybe doing this wouldn't fix anything. Evelyn would still be mad at her, and she would have made a fool of herself for nothing. She finished her water and went to refill the glass. Her hands shook so much she nearly dropped it. She was a mess. The man would see her blushing, and sweating, and shaking, and he wouldn't do anything to her. This whole idea was stupid. She set the glass down and snuck back to her room. Slipping in her door, she got back to bed. She wasn't even drowsy when Mom's door opened. She turned to look. Her own door was cracked open; she'd see him pass. The man was going to leave, and she was passing up this opportunity. Maybe Evelyn would be upset that she didn't even try. She thought of running into the hall to catch the man, but that couldn't possibly work. What was he doing out there? He hadn't passed by her door yet, so he had to be standing in the hall. Eventually, his silhouette appeared. He was... looking into her room? Her heart hammered all over again. The man pushed her door open, but then stood in the hall. He was unsure, she realized. He hadn't made up his mind yet. This was her chance. Slowly, Lily pushed the bed sheet off her body, all the way down until her thighs were exposed. She watched for his reaction. Cautiously, the man lurched inside and shut the door behind him. He was completely wasted, much more than the night before. When he stepped closer, a cigarette smell filled the room. The man stared down at her, swaying slightly from side to side. He still seemed undecided, so Lily propped up on her elbows and gave him as coy a look as she could muster. His hands fumbled at his belt buckle. Hearing it jingle suddenly made this real. She'd done it. This was going to happen. This man was about to use her body. The lump of fear in her throat wouldn't swallow down. Her stomach turned on itself. Once again the urge to run came. But if she stopped this now, she might as well say goodbye to Evelyn forever. His limp cock sprang free. He put one knee on the bed and guided it toward her face. She took it all into her mouth until his pubic hair tickled her lips. As her tongue ran along the shaft, a crusty film fell away. They were the remnants of her mother's pussy. Lily bobbed her head along the shaft as she'd seen in porn. The man rested his hand on the back of her head to guide her. The cock started coming to life in her mouth. It grew warmer, larger, harder. She had trouble fitting it in her mouth now. The man started thrusting into her mouth. Lily tried to focus on how erotic this was. She was terrified, but her pussy was responding. She thought of Evelyn, and how proud she might be. There was more Lily could do to make her sister proud. Lily pulled away and looked up at him. She pulled the hem of her T-shirt up to her belly, hooked both thumbs into her panties, and pulled them to her knees. The man got the hint. He stumbled onto the bed. His sweaty body reeked of whiskey and smoke, and now it was on top of her. His sweat rubbed into her skin. His breath stank of alcohol. The moment she felt the tip of his cock press against her pussy, she changed her mind. She wanted to scream, to hit him, to get away. Her first time was supposed to be special, and now she was about to get fucked by this giant, sweaty drunk. She wasn't even sure she _could_ stop him. His penis pushed in. A sharp pain shot through her as her hymen ripped, but he kept going, deeper and harder while she lay prone. Tears welled in her eyes. She wiped them away before he might notice, but he wasn't paying attention. He'd become like an animal, humping into her like a dog humping his bitch. The man picked up his pace until he was plowing into her as though she were her mother. The pain between her legs washed away whatever pleasure she might have felt. All she could do was let him finish. When he finally did, he ended with a few grunts and jerked thrusts. His cock spasmed, and then cum flooded inside her. Then he collapsed. For a minute, she worried he fell asleep, but eventually he climbed out of bed and fumbled for his pants. "Do you, uh... want me to clean you again?" she whispered. It's what Evelyn would want. Hopefully he couldn't see the tears staining her face. Wordlessly, the man leaned over the bed again and fed his wilting cock into her mouth. She swirled her tongue along the tip, collecting any remaining cum. She could taste her own blood. Once done, she pulled away, looked up, and smiled to let him know she was done. She didn't want to risk arousing him again. This had already been horrible enough. The man fastened his pants, then stumbled from the room. The front door slammed, and his footsteps hurried down the stairs as though something were chasing him. Lily pulled her panties back up and got out of bed. Creeping through the bathroom, she entered Evelyn's room to see Evelyn propped up and staring right at her. Good, Lily didn't have to wake her. "May I come in?" Lily asked. Evelyn motioned for her to approach. "Yes? What is it?" Judging from her sly grin, she already knew. "I cleaned his cock with my mouth." She sniffed. Her nose still ran from crying. "Then I let him, uh, fuck me. And then I offered to clean his cock again and he let me." "Prove it. Show me his cum." Sticking a hand in her panties, Lily pushed a finger into her slit, then held out a glob of bloody semen for Evelyn's inspection. Evelyn popped Lily's finger into her mouth. "Hmm. Tastes like cum... Come here." She pulled Lily onto the bed and pulled down her panties. To Lily's complete surprise, Evelyn fastened her mouth over Lily's pussy and fished her tongue up inside her. "He _did_," she said, pulling away. "Very good. How did it feel?" "It hurt." "Yes. It hurts the first time. Don't worry. It'll get better." Evelyn laid down and pulled Lily into her arms. Her breasts pressed against Lily's back. "Pretty soon you'll be craving cock. You won't be able to live without it." Lily didn't know about that. All she knew was that Evelyn was pleased. That was enough. She was in Evelyn's arms now. Never before had Evelyn cradled her like this. Never had she deigned to touch her lips to Lily's body. The sex had been a horrible experience, but it had worked. It had been worth it.