Date: Fri, 25 Feb 2011 16:34:43 -0500 (EST)
From: Mikeallanb@aol.com
Subject: Little Sister's Shadow

Little Sister's Shadow (F/F, Incest, D/s) by Couture©
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Laying on a bed of  rumpled sheets, her floor piled with dirty clothes,
Dana tweaked her thick  nipples and shuddered. Nothing was easy for her, least
of all this most intimate  of act. By now, most girls would slip a finger
down there in the slick wet lips  and begin to spin it about a delicate little
button.

But Dana needed  more. At least ever since Amy. Ahhhh Amy..

Thoughts of the cute little  geek soon turned to fantasies and the
heavy-set girl's loins began to grow hot.  Dana sat up in bed and took a pillow and
bunched it up and then stuffed it  beneath her. She straddled it like a
horse.

In her fantasies, it wasn't a  pillow trapped beneath her thighs...it was
Amy. She rode the girl's cute little  face.

Faster.

Harder.

Amy- ahhhh...Amy. Why had the little  geek stopped putting out? She could
picture the need in the girl's big brown  eyes as she whispered, "Dana, you
have the sweetest pussy in the whole world. I  think I'm falling for you.
Don't you want to...don't you want to be my  girlfriend? All you have to do..is
keep my button."

But Dana didn't keep  it. She traded it to someone else. Even though she
didn't want to. She cursed  herself for her weakness. She wanted to fit in.
She didn't want to be made fun  of.

Laughed at.

For being with...for being with a cute little dyke  slut. But what a slut
the girl was. A licker. God, what a licker.

Dana  fantasized of Amy. Of that agile tongue. Right up in her sex. So far
in her.  Touching her in all the right places.

"Oh fuck..." Dana's fat hips ground  into her pillow. She was soiling it,
but she didn't care. She'd wash it later.  Sweat dripped down her back and
from beneath her large pendulous breasts. The  bed was squeaking loudly. Too
loudly.

But it was okay. Both her parents  were at work. She was alone. Alone with
her pillow. Alone with Amy.

Her  orgasm hit and lightning danced in her loins. Oh fuck. Fuck. That was
it.

Ahhhh....

But then it was over. So soon. And she was left just a  pillow. Amy was
long gone. Someone had lost that pink button...that little  button that
controlled the girl...that made her do anything you wanted. Now the  little geek
did as she wanted.

Dana's orgasm faded quickly, leaving her  feeling hollow. Feeling hungry.

She slipped into an old T-shirt from the  pile on the floor. It was dirty,
but it didn't matter. It smelled better than  she.

Downstairs, Dana fixed herself a bowl of cereal, sat on the couch,  and
turned on the TV. Just her luck -nothing was on. She watched  cartoons.

Then she heard the steps.

Shit! She should be alone. Her  cheeks colored. Heart pounding in her chest.

She turned. Trying to keep  the alarm from her eyes.

"Hey sis," Jill said. "What was that sound this  morning?"

It was her sister Jill. Shit. She should be at the university.  She
shouldn't be...

"Sounded like the house was fixing to shimmy  apart...and then there was
that awful squeaking."

Dana kept eating but  she suddenly wasn't very hungry.

Jill made herself a bowl of cereal and  sat down on the couch.

"Cartoons Dana?" Jill asked in her big sister  voice "Still?"

Dana shrugged. "Turn it if you want. There's nothing else  on." She
regretted the offer instantly.

Jill reached for the remote. Then  crinkled her nose.

"Oh God...you reek..."

Dana blushed. She wanted  to crawl underneath the couch. She'd been busted.
She smelled of  sex.

Jill sat down on the recliner and changed the  channel.

"Really Dana," Jill said. "If you'd take a bath...maybe you  could get a
boyfriend."

It was too much. Dana didn't want to finish  breakfast. She went to the
kitchen to dump her bowl, but in a fit of rage - an  inspiration really...she
dumped the contents of her bowl on top of her sister's  stupid head.

"You bitch!" Jill set her bowl down and stood up. She pushed  her sister in
anger, but the girl didn't move.

"You want to fight?" Dana  asked and gave her older sister a shove with one
hand. Then seeing the petite  girl go back 2 feet, she gave her another.
"Come on. Let's fight."

Jill  thought the better of it - feeling suddenly uneasy. For all her life
she'd been  able to rely on brute force to get her way with her sister.
After the tables  turned, she used intimidation. But now the tables seemed to
have  turned.

"I don't want to fight," Jill said, struggling in vain against  her younger
sister, but the girl easily wrestled her to the  floor.

"Because you know you'll lose," Dana said.

"I will not! Let  me go!" Jill struggled, summoned the remainder of her
strength to throw her  heavier and younger sister off, but it was no use. "Get
off me you cow. Get off  or I'll tell mom and dad."

"You remember when we were little and you used  to complain I was always in
your shadow?" Dana said, feeling more confident by  the second as she
realized just how futile her sister's struggles were. "How's  it feel to be in my
shadow now, huh sis?"

Looking down at her sister,  Dana was feeling a familiar tingle. The kind
she used to feel when she was atop  Amy. But this wasn't Amy.

This was her sister.

Dana couldn't. Not  to her sister.

But her body wanted this. Wanted it badly.

Dana was  well versed at what to do next. She wriggled forward. Oblivious
to the fact that  her heavy ass squishing her sister's pert breasts. Bringing
her sister's wrists  beside her head, then trapping them beneath her calves.

"Fuck you are  heavy," Jill grunted. Then looking up in horror, her
sister's mousy brown sex  was only inches away. The smell of her musk was heavy in
the air. Her sister was  fat common and nasty. But Jill was helpless to the
younger girl nonetheless. "Oh  God...you stink..."

"Someone once told me I had the sweetest pussy in the  whole world," Dana
said.

"They lied....ooof...," Jill  groaned.

"You're going to tell me that...." Dana said  determinedly.

"Never..."

"Suit yourself." Dana said. This little  bitch had it coming. She'd been in
her sister's shadow for far too long. Now it  was time for her to see how
it feels.

The chubby girl trapped her  sister's head between her strong thighs. Then
she lowered herself. Hips humping  slightly. Getting into a groove. Getting
her older sister into HER  groove.

No! Things like this didn't happen. They couldn't. But the facts  were that
her sister was riding her face. Getting off on it. Jill tried her best  to
resist. She held her breath. But her burning lungs and pounding heart forced
 her to draw breath. By the time her aching lungs panicked and inhaled, air
was  in such short supply. Her sister's soaking wet sex was mashed against
her  nose...her mouth.

Jill struck out with her legs. She twisted to and fro.  But her sister
couldn't be budged. Wouldn't be budged. Not till she was good and  ready.

Dana finally rose up a bit, taking her weight off her sister. The  older
petite girl gasped for breath.

"Is it sweet sis?" Dana  asked.

"Fuck yo-umphh." Jill's retort was cut short as Dana sat down once  more.

The girl that looked up at her wasn't the same girl who'd always  looked at
her with that superior stare. No, this girl had a look of fear. Fear  and
respect.

"Is it sweet?" Dana asked once again.

Part of Jill  wanted to scream. Fuck you. No it was disgusting. But a part
of her thought  better of it. Part of her was more pragmatic. Part of her
told her sister just  what she wanted to hear.

"Yes..." Jill said, taking great gasping  breaths.

"I think you are lying," Dana said. And began to lower her ass.  "You
didn't even taste me."

"Wait..please.."Jill gasped. "I won't tell.  Just let me ummmphhh."

It wasn't a conscious decision. Her head was  ringing. Her lungs burned.
The older girl began to lick.

"There you go.  Lick me good," Dana said.

Jill licked quicker. She couldn't even taste  the sickening twang or ponder
just how wrong what she was doing. She didn't  think about anything but
pleasing her sister - and the next time she'd be able  to draw breath.

"Useless," Dana sneered as she settled her weight down.  "Get that tongue
out. Fuck it. I'll do it myself."

Jill tried. She wasn't  experienced in such matters. She thought just
sticking her tongue out and  running it over her sister's gushing clam would be
enough. It wasn't. Ears  ringing. Lungs burning. Operating on instinct, she
worked her tongue deep inside  of her sister.


"That's it," Dana moaned. "You aren't entirely stupid  after all...."

It felt good. Just the way she liked it. It wasn't Amy,  but it was close.
It was a damn sight better than her pillow. Dana's chubby ass  humping on
top of her sister's face, the fat girl came - hard. But she wasn't  done. Not
yet.

Still sitting on her sister's face, Dana picked up Jill's  bowl of cereal
and ate a spoonful. She scooped up another spoonful and guided it  down to
her sister's lips.

"Hungry?" Dana asked.

"Fuck you," Jill  spat.

Dana smiled wickedly and sat back down on her sister's pretty face.  There
was a brief futile struggle and several muffled cries. It was only after
they stopped that Dana raised up again.

"Hungry?" she asked, once more  holding the spoon above Jill's mouth.

Jill grudgingly opened her mouth  and accepted the cereal. She chewed
slowly then swallowed. She was now coming to  realize that her sister was cruel
and probably psychotic. She had to get through  this...until her parents
returned home. It wasn't as if things could get  worse.

But they did.

"It's bland isn't it?" Dana said, sliding her  hips forward. "Here, let me
sweeten it up for you. Lick me."

Jill didn't  have it in her to fight anymore. She'd end up doing what Dana
wanted anyway. She  obediently licked her sister's wet lips and accepted
another spoon of cereal.  Then repeated...licking...eating... eating...
licking...

That was the day  Jill became her sister's slave. She tried to run. She
tried grab the phone to  call her parents. Each time she ended up beneath Dana.
Begging for breath. All  thoughts of rebellion quashed. Even a look from
Dana was enough to make her  involuntarily tremble.

At four they repeated the mornings performance,  but instead of cereal,
Dana fed her sister wine. Three glasses of wine and  countless servings of
pussy.

And after?

"Go ahead and tell them if  you want," Dana said. "But see if they believe
you.
Back from college.  Drunk. Assaulting your little sister."

"But I didn't..." The  ramifications hit Jill. She'd be the one blamed.

That night she kept  silent of what she had endured. She kept to herself
lest her parents smell the  wine on her breath. And perhaps...perhaps it was
over.

It  wasn't.

The next morning, she heard her door open. She pretended to be  asleep. She
felt her bed give. By the time she opened her eyes, it was too late.  She
was trapped beneath the covers and her sister was already  sitting.

Yesterday, it was funny, listening to her sister's bed squeak.  Hearing the
headboard pound the wall. Her disgusting grunting moans.

But  today, today it wasn't funny. Not one bit.

Dana felt her passions rise.  Oh yes, this was much better than a pillow -
so much better. It wasn't Amy, but  it was close.

Jill had a lot to learn. But the summer was young, and  there was plenty of
time.

***********************

A month  later....

"You don't believe me?" Dana asked the attractive red-head  sitting next to
her on the sofa. "Hide over there in the alcove and  watch."

"Sis.."Dana shouted, after the girl was hidden out of the way.  "Sis...what
the fuck are you doing up there?"

Jill padded downstairs.  These days she stayed upstairs out of the way for
as long as she could. It was  her rare opportunity to escape further abuse
from her sister, and she took full  advantage. She saw her sister there on
the couch, wearing nothing but her large  night-shirt. Her fat legs were
spread. Her pussy was there, dark and hairy. So  gross.

The sight of it was enough to make Jill's heart pound and her  breath to
quicken. Not from anticipation, but from fear. Too many times she'd  been
trapped beneath it...gasping for breath.

Maybe not this time - if  she played her cards right.

Seeing her chance, Jill knelt down in front  of her sister and kissed her
calves. Then up to her knees. Her fat  thighs.

A strong waft of musk assaulted Jill's nostrils. God, the girl  hadn't
bathed... still it was better than the alternative - of being held down -
trapped - nearly smothered.

"You smell yummy sis," Jill lied. "Did you  use strawberry shampoo?"

"Uh- uh," Dana said. "Just this cereal  bar."

"Are you sure," Jill said, moving between her sister's thighs and  starting
with a few light kisses - that quickly turned to  licks.

"Mmmmm...you have the sweetest pussy," Jill lied by rote, she said  it so
often the words came easily. She took special care to flick the metal stud
piecing her tongue, along her sister's clit. Just the way Dana liked  it.

Jill went down on her sister. She was well experienced now. She knew
Dana's moods. If she didn't' initiate sex, Dana would. And if Dana initiated
sex, it would be on Dana's terms. Roughly riding her sister's face. Bruising
her  lips and callously depriving the smaller girl of oxygen.

No, this was  better. With Dana eating and watching TV, she wasn't likely
to get up from the  couch. All Jill had to endure was the occasional pulling
of her hair and the  assorted rude comment.

They came soon enough.

"You love that pussy  don't you? Lick it little sis. Get in that pussy.
Stupid, I want it on my clit.  I can't hear you. Suck it. Stupid little shit."

"Slurp..." Jill sucked on  her sister's pussy. Slurping it. It was
disgusting, but Dana liked it, so Jill  obliged. Doing her best to please the
unpleasable bitch that was her sister.

"My God...you weren't lying" said Lisa from her hiding place in the
alcove. "She's really doing it."

Oh God! Jill stopped immediately. Heart  pounding, she jerked back.

Only to have Dana hold her fast by her  ponytail.

"Did I say to stop?" Dana asked. "Don't piss me off little  shit."

Despite the humiliation, Jill continued to lick. She had no  choice. But
dear God...who had seen. Who knew her shameful secret? Worse, the  girl would
surely think she volunteered, not knowing the cruel  alternative.

Dana smiled smugly to the cute redhead entering the living  room. "I told
you she would, but you didn't believe me. She does everything I  tell her.
She's my little pet."

Her expression changing to a snarl as she  barked at her sister. "And she's
gonna get her skinny ass beat if she doesn't  follow orders. Now what did I
want to hear?"

Face beet red, Jill resumed  slurping noisily on her sister's disgusting
wet sex.

"Check out her ass."  Dana said.

No please no. It was too humiliating for Jill to bear. Yet she  could feel
her night shirt being lifted. Baring that horrible  tattoo.

Lisa couldn't believe it. She'd seen a tattoo just like this  before on a
classmate - a classmate that had been a sexual slave to nearly  half the
girls in the senior class. But that girl had been a little dorky geek.  A
skinny pale little nerd who couldn't do any better.

But this  girl?

This girl was blond and petite. Her ass was perfect, her body to  kill for.
This girl could do better. So much better.

Lisa had first seen  Dana and her sister together at the mall earlier that
week. And she knew by  instinct that something wasn't right. For Jill was
following Dana around like a  little puppy. What's more, she heard Dana
bossing her older 0sister around.  Ordering her. Calling her a stupid little bitch.

However that stupid  little bitch was 2 years Dana's senior. She was a
college student. She wasn't  just pretty, she was nearly perfect. It should have
been she that was bossing  her fat younger sister around, not meekly
accepting such comments.

Lisa  traced the outline of the tattoo Jill bore on her backside. A perfect
backside.  The girl was a cheerleader back when she was in high school and
she kept her  figure after two years of college. Lisa could feel her loins
grow hot listening  to the girl suck on her sister's pussy.

When she saw them in the mall;  she knew something wasn't right. She never
figured it was this. Not in a  million years. But when she asked Dana, the
girl told everything. She bragged  about the subjugation of her sister. She
even volunteered to show her  off.

"I always felt so sorry for Amy that when she got that awful tattoo.  But
my God. You - you gave it to your own sister." Lisa said.

"And a  tongue stud too." Dana said. "Though she isn't Amy. She is
learning. Aren't you  sis?"

"Mmmmpphh." Jill mumbled from within the confines of her sister's  thick
thighs.

"Like I said, the stupid bitch isn't Amy," Dana continued.  "Not by a long
shot. She's almost useless..but she's better than  nothing."

Jill never felt so humiliated.

"Is she like Amy in other  ways?" Lisa asked, squeezing her thighs
together. It had been so long since she  felt a skilled tongue. "Do you have her
button?"

"No." Dana said,  breathing heavy. Grunting. Sweating. Getting into it.
"But I have her. I own  that ass."

"And you say she isn't any good?" Lisa asked. "Maybe you  aren't
encouraging her properly."

"Oh I'm encouraging," Dana said,  harshly tugging her sister by the pony
tail and shoving her face into her sex  and grunting warning. "Don't piss me
off little shit!"

"Not like that. I  mean like a reward," Lisa said. "Didn't you ever ...you
know...when you had  Amy's button."

"Pinch it?" Dana asked. "Sure..."

"No..." Lisa  said. "I mean more like...here let me show you...."

Poor Jill felt her  panties being lowered. Then Jill's hand delved between
her thighs. She kept them  pressed tightly together, but the girl was
persistent.

Yet, it felt so  good. Rubbing. Caressing. If only it was a boy. Not some
dreadful  girl.

Yes, that hand belonged to a girl. Yet, still it felt so good. Not  rough
like her sister. But soft and sensual and so very very good. Jill found  her
thighs spreading of their own volition. She was growing wet. So very wet. So
 very hot.

She didn't know why she did it. She gave a moan. Then opened  her mouth as
wide as it would go and sucked her sister's mons, the flicking her  tongue
over her clit.

"Mmmmmm....." Dana moaned.

"See? Isn't that  nice?" Lisa asked.

"Yes..."Dana admitted. "What did you do to her? Did  you pinch her?"

"I just rubbed her a little," Lisa said. "That's what I  used to do with
Amy. I'd put that little pink button in front of me and blow on  it ever so
gently while she licked me from behind."

"But Amy licked just  fine," Dana said breathing heavy. Then gasping an
involuntary, "...fuck..." Her  sister had never done it quite like this before.

"That probably cause she  was already trained by the time you got her."
Lisa said. To Jill: "Come on baby,  arch your back and spread those legs. Don't
you want it?"

No, Jill didn't  want it. Something the way the unknown girl was talking of
training a girl  scared her greatly. Yet, God, those fingers felt so soft.
So loving and gentle.  Nothing like her sister. She found her spine arching
and thighs spreading,  despite her reluctance.

"That's my good girl," Lisa encouraged. "Now make  a little circle with
that cute little ass. Come on. Work it for me. It's sexy.  Don't you want to be
sexy?"

Like any girl, Jill wanted to be sexy. To be  admired. However as she
rotated her hips...she felt vulgar...whorish...like some  sort of wanton tramp.
But she couldn't stop.

"Oh that's it. Just like  that. That is so hot. Now I'm going to move my
hand away and I want you to keep  going. And while you circle you hips, circle
your tongue. Hips up and down,  tongue up and down. That's my good girl."
Lisa purred, and so Jill did. Those  delightful fingers driving her on and
on. Making her work her hips as well as  any stripper, work them despite the
fact that those wonderful fingers were no  longer touching her.

"Fuck...fuck..goddamn..." Dana moaned. God her  sister was driving her
crazy. "Fuck I'm gonna cum...so fucking  hard..."

"I once kept little Amy on edge just like this for two hours,"  Lisa
purred. "You should have heard her beg for it. She gave me two specials  that
night. It was the first time I ever had anyone lick my asshole. It
tickled...but I kind of liked it in a kinky way."

"Fuck...fuck...oh  God..stick that tongue up in there..." Dana moaned, her
chubby body quaking with  orgasm.

Licking...sucking with abandon, Jill pressed on...only wanting to  cum
herself...so close...yet those soft fingers touching her gently and
withdrawing every time she neared. Taking her to the brink over and over  again.

Dana pulled away from her sister. The stimulation was too much so  soon
after orgasm.

"Hey Dana, can I borrow your sister for a little  while?" Lisa asked. "That
is...if you are through using her for  now?"

"Yes..." Dana panted. She was well satisfied. Her eyes began to  droop.

"What's her name?" Lisa asked.

"Jill." Dana  said.

"Hey Jillie," Lisa said. "You wanna do me next?"

"...no..."  Jill whispered. It was all she could manage. Lisa hadn't
stopped teasing her.  Driving her to the brink and back over and over again.
Forcing her to work her  hips to feel the touch of those devilish fingers.

"If you want to lick  me, say please." Lisa purred. "Just a once? Come on
Jillie. Say it."

Jill  fought a battle with this nice seeming girl. She risked a glance at
her. A cute  little red head with an abundance of freckles. Big blue eyes.
Full  lips.

A girl that seemed nice enough. But Jill didn't allow herself to be
fooled. Lisa didn't ask if she wanted to do this. Or if she could help Jill out
of her fix. She asked Dana if she was done. If she could be borrowed. Like a
book..or something. And Jill was no damn book. Moreover her name was Jill,
not  Jillie.

Ahhh..but those fingers. Jill's sex spasmed. She could feel  juices cooling
down her thighs. She couldn't stop her tongue from moving...her  lips from
parting.

"Please..." Jill begged. Please...just a little more.  She was so close. So
very very close.

But then those fingers...those  wonderful fingers were taken away and Lisa
was shimmying out of her panties and  raising her skirt. Standing in front
of her, yet facing away. Taking her by the  ponytail and bringing her in.

"You don't have to beg Jillie. Come on  baby," Lisa said. "Show me what you
want."

A stranger. Oh God. Yet, Jill  found herself kissing those pale pink
thighs. Her fiery red bush tickling her  nose.

"That tickles," Lisa giggled, dancing away briefly. Then chiding:  "I
didn't say stop."

Yet Lisa stayed where she was and it was Jill who  had to crawl forward a
few inches to kiss her once more. To lick her sweet sex.  And it was sweet.
So very sweet, at least compared to her sister's.

"Oh  Jillie, you make my insides turn to jelly," Lisa giggled, her slim
hips dancing.  Thighs parting once more. Jill could see the girl's crater.
Could see the shine  of her copper hair that gleamed like fire. The college
sophomore's heart began  to pound. She was suddenly afraid. So very afraid.

"Why are you  stopping?" Lisa said, moving behind Jill, reaching down
between her thighs so  casually...as if she owned her. "You want to play some
more? That's okay. We can  play all day."

Jill wanted to tell the girl to stop. To tell her she was  onto her game.
That it wouldn't work on her. That she liked boys. That she was  only doing
this for the summer and only because her sister was forcing her. That  soon,
she'd be safely back at school. Away from her sister. And there she'd get  a
job and wouldn't be back next summer or ever. At least until Dana was out
of  the house and she was safely away.

Forever.

No more tattoos. No  tongue studs. No more licking. No more sucking. No
more nothing.

But oh  God those fingers. They knew just how to touch her. How to coax her.

How  to break her will.

"Please..." Jill moaned.

"My turn again?" Lisa  giggled. "Already? So soon?"

This time when Lisa licked the girl, it was  with passion. The trepidation
was gone. Now there was nothing but hunger. And  when Lisa giggled and
danced away, Jill was right behind. Crawling on all fours.  Taking the girl by
the hips. Licking her. Sucking her. Forcing her way  in.

"Oh..yeah baby...." Lisa moaned breathlessly. "That's the way. You  want it
don't you?"

Jill did want it. She wanted it bad. To fuck. To be  fucked. Oh and
especially to be fucked. By this girl. By anyone. After she gave  Lisa an orgasm,
it'd surely be her turn.

Lisa indeed climaxed. Twice. But  she never made a move to finish Jill off.
Instead she teased her relentlessly.  Worse, she wouldn't let Jill touch
herself...wouldn't let her masturbate and  relieve this damnable aching inside.

"Hey Dana, what are you doing  today?" Lisa asked from the couch, her
fingers busy teasing the naked college  girl next to her.

"Nothing..." Dana said. "Maybe go to the  mall."

"Please..." Jill gasped. She'd never been as horny as she was now.  Fuck,
she needed to cum, but girl was in no hurry to help.

"Ssshhh.."  Lisa said, withdrawing slick fingers and presenting them to the
gorgeous blond  on her lap.

Jill docilely accepted the soiled digits and sucked them  clean. Perhaps
soon...it would be her turn.

"Why don't you hang out  with us today?" Lisa asked Dana. "We could go to
Gina's house. She's making  margaritas. There'll be boys."

"But Gina didn't.." Invite me. Dana wanted  to say. Had never invited her.
She wasn't cool enough to hang out with that  clique of girls.

"It's okay. If I say you can come, you can  come."

"I don't know..." Dana said.

"Come on," Lisa urged. "It'll  be fun."

"I guess." Dana said, as anyone would have said in order to hang  out with
the popular girls.

"Great!" Lisa beamed, almost dancing with her  excitement. "It'll be such
fun. Will you let me dress your sister? I  mean...unless you want to dress
her?"

"No..I mean..I guess you can." Dana  said. Dress her sister? Her sister
could dress herself. If anything, her sister  should be dressing her...the lazy
shit.

***************

Dana  thought no more of it as she showered and threw on a pair of jeans
and a T-shirt  then heard the girls arguing in her sister's room.

"Please..." Jill  begged. "I can't...at least let me wear a bra."

Her sister was wearing a  halter top. And it was easily a size or two too
small. Her nipples stood proudly  like hard marbles, encouraged by Lisa's
gentle rubbing.

"But you look so  sexy like this," Lisa purred. "Don't you like looking
pretty?"

"Yes  ...but the skirt..." Jill panted, wriggling in place, and vainly
squeezing her  thighs together in an attempt to find relief. "What if someone
sees?"

"Sees what?" Lisa grinned, lifting up the on the hem of Jill's  shortest
miniskirt.

And Dana saw, even before her sister blushed and  admitted.

"That you shaved me ... or the tattoo..."

"But no one  has to see though, do they?" Lisa teased. "But what do you
have to do so that no  one knows?"

Jill blushed - hated this - hated saying it in front of her  sister.

"I'm not allowed to touch...my skirt..."

"But not just  your skirt," Lisa corrected. "What else aren't you allowed
to touch?"

"My  clothes..my...pussy...I have to ask...permission.." It was so
demeaning, saying  this in front of her sister. Yes, she could have refused, but
there was a secret  Jill kept locked inside. From when she was in the shower
with Lisa and the  little perv decided to shave her sex.

Jill of course refused.

But  Lisa didn't act predictably. She said, "Fine, I guess I'll go now -
and leave  you two alone with each other."

And so Lisa went alone with the  precocious girl. And continued to do so.

"That's a good girl," Lisa  purred. "And how else will you make sure that
no one knows?"

"...that I  need to stay close to ...you..." Jill said.

"That's right. Like I said,  there'll be boys at this party and with that
sexy little skirt you have on, one  of them may try to look up it...or take
advantage of my little Jillie. If they  ask, what will you tell them?"

"That I'm with you."

"That's a good  girl. And you can be sure I'll protect you from them. And
if I can't, there's  always your big sister. Besides, you look sexy. Don't
you like being sexy?"  Lisa's hand moved down between Jill's thighs and began
to rub, melting the poor  girl's resistance.

"No..." Jill panted. Her lean legs could no longer  support her and she
leaned against the wall for support. Despite her best  efforts, her thighs
spread and her hips began to pump in time to the finger that  was pumping in and
out of her hot loins.

"You like being sexy...don't  you?" Lisa prodded. "And you must like that
cute little skirt, otherwise it  wouldn't be in your closet."

But..the skirt was just for fun. A Halloween  gag from five years past.
When she was smaller. Now it was practically  indecent.

"Yes..." Jill breathed. "But...please Lisa...I'll wear any  panties you
pick out."

"But this way I can touch you whenever I like,"  Lisa continued. "Don't you
like it when I touch  you?"

"God...mmmmm....yes...." Jill hissed, her hips rocking in time to  Lisa's
rubbing. If only the girl would let her cum, but it was as if the girl  had
some sixth sense to let her know when Jill drew close to climax.

"You  ready Jillie?" Lisa purred.

"Yes..." Jill breathed, she'd been ready to  cum for over an hour.

"Good, Jillie is ready and I'm ready," Lisa said  looking over at Dana
peeking in from the door. "Are you ready  Dana?"

"Yes." Dana said. Something didn't feel right, but she couldn't  put her
finger on it.

"And you are wearing that?" Lisa asked.

Dana  looked down with uncertainty. "I guess I could change."

Dana changed  clothes several times before she wore something suitable. She
felt like  something wasn't right and the feeling increased when they left
the  house.

"Hey Dana," Lisa said. "Have you ever driven a Beamer? It's  awesome."

Dana shook her head. Of course she hadn't. She drove an old  Toyota.

"Do you want to?"

"Yes..I guess..."

She was driving  an expensive car. It purred and handled like a dream. She
was going to go hang  out with the popular girls. It should have been the
happiest moment of Dana's  life.

However, looking in the rear view mirror. Watching that pretty  little
redhead with her equally pretty sister. The redhead sticking out her  tongue.
The radio was loud, it was hard to hear what she was saying. She  listened
carefully, not wanting to be obvious.

"I remember when you used  to be a cheerleader at our school," Lisa said.
"You were so cute. Do you  remember being a cheerleader Jillie?"

"Yes..." Jill breathed.

"Do  a split for me Jillie." Lisa said. "Do a little cheerleader split."

"I  can't Lisa," Jill moaned. "...there's not enough room."

Lisa's eyes  turned hard. "Try."

Jill trembled. Lisa's tone had changed. No longer the  playful teasing. Now
the voice grew hard. Like back in the shower when Lisa  picked up the
shaving cream and razor and Jill balked.

"Fine, see if I  care," Lisa said in the same hard tone, stepping out of
the shower. "I'll leave  you two girls alone to play all day."

Left alone.

With her  sister.

"Wait," Jill said, trembling inside, and holding back the shower  curtain
and glancing back to the shaving gel and razor. "Please come back Lisa.  I'll
let you do ...it."

"So you want to look sexy for me?" Lisa  asked.

"Yes." Jill breathed and submitted to the girl's  whims.

Just as she submitted once more. The cute college girl spread her  lean
thighs, feeling like some sort of slut there in the back of Lisa's  expensive
car.

Yes, she could refuse. Lisa was just a little girl, much  like herself.
Then Jill looked in the mirror and saw her sister's lecherous  gaze. With a
shudder Jill drew closer to Lisa and spread.

"Wider," Lisa  ordered.

Blushing furiously, Jill obeyed, sliding down in the seat as her  legs
spread lewdly. Gasping out loud as her sex was cupped by this perverted
eighteen-year-old, two years her junior.

"Now suck my tongue. And  this time when we swap spit I want to hear you
swallow." Lisa said. "Here  you want me to play with you some more? I'll
play with you as much as you want.  You just say the word."

Dana watched her sister suck Lisa's tongue.  Sucking the spit from her.
Jill never did that for her. A pang of jealousy  wormed its way inside Dana's
gut. She should say something. But watching  them..she had to admit it was
hot. She undid the button to her  pants.

Poor Jill. She felt more like a slave than she ever felt with her  sister.

Sucking this girl's tongue. Her spit. Wearing God knows what.  Getting felt
up at will. Legs spread wide. Her denuded sex on display. She knew  she
could have said no and dealt with Dana on her own. But by now being taken  out,
even if it was as some pet...some sexed up slave...was preferable than
being cooped up with her sister one more day.

And Lisa smiled inside. It  was happening already. She let Amy get away.
She'd never let this one escape.  The girl was hers already, but her sister.
She was a healthy girl. It'd take  some doing to pry Jill loose, but Lisa was
up to it.

"Hey Dana," Lisa  said slyly, as she teased the smooth silky sex beneath
her fingers. "Don't tell  the other girls about you and her sister. They
wouldn't understand. No offense  you know - I think it's hot...and kinky. But
they'd think it freaky. You know,  incest and all. They'd probably call the
police or something. But don't worry, I  won't say a word."

"But.." Dana said. This wasn't happening like she'd  planned. For once
she'd been the popular one. Now things would be just like  before. Back when she
was in her sister's shadow.

"Lick my pit little  Jilly," Lisa purred, holding her arm up behind her
head. "Suck my  sweat."

Jill's cheeks burned. She could see her sister's eyes boring into  her in
the rear-view mirror. Probably assuming she was loving what was  happening.
The truth was she felt as if she were caught up in a  hurricane.

Teased.

Tormented.

Kept on the brink. Asked to  do the most embarrassing things. Sure she
could refuse. But doing so meant being  teased - tormented over and over again.
Until she couldn't say no. It was  better...to just go along.

Trembling inside, Jill stuck out her tongue  ... and licked the underside
of young redhead's arm.

Lisa giggled as a  shiver went down her spine. She couldn't control her
reaction and pulled  away.

"God..that tickles...." Lisa giggled. "I can't believe you just  licked my
armpit. You are a nasty little girl, you know that?"

Jill  blushed and continued to lick. There was a bit of stubble that rubbed
her tongue  uncomfortably, but she kept such complaints to herself.

"When I ask a  question I expect an answer," Lisa voice grew hard again.

"Yes." Jill  gasped.

"Yes what?"

"....I'm a nasty girl?" Was that what this  precocious girl wanted to hear?
Jill wasn't sure, her cheeks colored with her  admission.

"Is that a question or a statement?" Lisa teased, her fingers  busy teasing
as well. The cute college girl was soaked. Soaked and  steaming.

"...a statement," Jill gasped, hips pumping in  response.

"That's my good Jillie," Lisa purred.

Looking back in  the mirror, Dana's nostrils flared. She stuffed her hand
into her pants and  rubbed. Fuck she was hot. Seeing her sister lick this
girl's pits, Dana knew she  didn't have to worry of falling into her sister's
shadow anymore.

She was  driving and expensive car and going to go hand out with the most
popular girls  at school. And sure, Jill was still hers, she could make the
girl do anything  she wanted when they go home.

But somehow, looking back and seeing those  blushing cheeks and those big
blue eyes looking at Lisa almost  worshipfully...somehow she felt as if she'd
lost something.

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