Bred by the Hive Ch. 46

"What... what will happen when it matures?" Carla asked.

Sam smiled. "You'll be happy."

"Happy?"

"Happier than you've ever been."

Sam turned Carla to face her again. Carla was suddenly aware that both were completely nude. Carla, feeling embarrassed, immediately reached for her clothes. But Sam was quicker. She held Carla by the wrists, and looked her up and down for a moment. "Carla. You're an incredibly sexy woman." She saw the hesitancy in her sister's eyes. "I enjoyed making love to you."

Carla blushed, as she remembered her sister making love to her in that other place. "Did we... did we really?"

"We most definitely did," said Sam. "This hasn't been such a terrible experience, has it?"

"No, it hasn't," said Carla, feeling ambivalent and confused as she tried not to stare at Sam's pouty breasts and erect nipples.

"Then kiss me, Sister," said Sam. "Kiss me if you liked it."

Carla looked at her sister's sweaty, heavy breasts and her erect nipples, pointed straight at her. She shouldn't be attracted to her, and yet, she really was. The rider pounding on her back was making it impossible for her to think clearly. All she knew was that as Sam leaned towards her that her lips were red and plush and moist... Carla found herself kissing her sister, making the natural connection. They kissed for a long, tender moment before Sam pulled back.

"I guess you do like it," said Sam, her green eyes sparkling. "Soon you will be one of us," said Sam. "Will you like that?"

"I... I guess so," said Carla nervously.

"You guess so?" Sam gave her a cynical look, and reached in and stole another kiss. This time she took what she wanted in a more leisurely fashion, making Carla very aware of what they were both doing. When she pulled back, she said, "Better."

"Sam... but we're sisters," said Carla.

"That's true," said Sam. "But soon, we will be so much more."

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The next day, while Carla was jogging with Sam, she suddenly stopped and put a hand on her chest and started panting.

"Carla, what is it?"

Carla blinked rapidly. "My... my rider," She gasped. After a moment she looked at Sam incredulously. "It loves me."

"Yes, it does," said Sam.

"It loves me, and wants the best for me," said Carla. She looked at Sam. "Oh Sam, this is so wonderful!"

Sam, laughing, gave her sister a big hug.

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When they got back to Sam's apartment, Sam immediately pulled Carla to the bathroom. "Take off your shirt, Carla," said Sam, already knowing what they would find.

Carla removed her sweaty shirt. Then she tentatively turned her back to the mirror. As she did she saw that her rider now had a gold band on it.

"Is it...."

"Mature? Yes," said Sam. "It's beautiful, Carla." She started to trace the gold band with her finger. The light touch she was giving stimulated Carla's clit, making her gasp.

"Would you like to compare it to mine?" Sam asked.

Carla nodded.

Sam took off her shirt and showed Carla her triple banded rider. It looked so heavy on Sam's back! Carla also noticed the angry red rash along the edges. "Does it... hurt?"

"Hurt?" Sam seemed amused by the question. "On the contrary. I love it. You can get a better view of how it looks if you take everything off, Carla." Without waiting for an answer, she proceeded to undress.

Carla joined her. An increasing part of her thought her rider was attractive now. She wasn't sure why she had ever thought it was a parasite. She wanted to see how it looked on her own body without any clothes. And so she got undressed in front of her sister with barely any hesitation. In moments they were both completely nude.

Sam made Carla turn around slowly. "Oh, Carla, it looks so beautiful on you," said Sam.

"Does it really?" Carla asked.

"Yes," said Sam, in a voice that brooked no argument. "Your tits, your ass, your rider, they all look so perfect together."

Carla looked at her rider in the mirror and took a deep breath. The bright golden band on it looked very attractive. She found she liked seeing it pulsate between her shoulder blades. She turned to stand in profile. The pulsating of her rider made the curvature of her breasts and her ass look even more sexy. Why hadn't she realized that before. "Oh, Sam, it's so beautiful!" she said.

"Isn't it," Sam grinned, putting an arm on her shoulder.

Carla turned to look at her sister.. Sam's heavy breasts and well rounded ass seemed to go well with her rider too. And her rider... Carla remembered thinking that the heavy rider had looked repulsive to her. Now she wasn't sure why she had thought that. If anything, the heavy rider covering the upper half of Sam's back made her look even more attractive. There was something extra sexy about the three sets of bright gold bands on Sam's rider, making Carla feel more than a little envious.

Carla looked at her sister's heavy breasts, her winning smile, and her sexy body and suddenly realized she was trembling. "Do you... do you want to commune now?"

"We can do even better than that now, Sister," Sam promised. She took Carla by the hand and led her to the couch. Carla looked at Sam's nude body. She had been dreaming about Sam on and off for the past few days. Sam looked in Carla's eyes, liked what she saw, and leaned forward. Carla met her halfway and kissed.

"Do you want me to make love to you, big sister?" Sam asked.

"I... I don't know," said Carla.

"You don't know," said Sam, giving Carla a mocking look. She kissed Carla passionately, and enjoyed her blissful expression as she pulled back. "We've already done it before."

"In... in the dreamworld," said Carla uncertainly.

"It was real, Carla."

"It was?" said Carla.

"It was all real," said Sam. She kissed her sister again. "Did you like that?"

"Yes," said Carla. "But Sam, we're sisters."

"None of that matters anymore, now that you've joined the Hive." said Sam resolutely. She started to fondle one of Carla's breasts. "We are both simply sexually mature women. The Hive ignores all arbitrary societal barriers."

"But it enslaves us."

"While also freeing us from standard convention," said Sam. "For example, I'm free to do things like this." And then she leaned forward and put one of her sister's teats in her mouth.

Carla gasped as her sister sucked her off. Her newly mature rider magnified the sensation.

Carla's nipple came out with a pop. It was bright and red.

"Do you like that, Carla?"

"Yes," she half gasped.

"Then do me," said Sam.

Carla was being asked to suck on another woman's nipples. Her sister's nipples. But that didn't matter right now. She leaned forward, and put one of Sam's nipples between her lips.

"That's right, just like that," said Sam, gently brushing her sister's hair. "You are going to make one fantastic lover, I just know it."

Carla's eyes grew wide but she kept sucking.

"Oh... ah... yes, harder, Carla, harder... use a bit of teeth, just like that...."

Carla felt an unfamiliar stirring in her groin as her sister became sexually aroused. What am I doing? She asked herself, as she sucked her sister off.

And then Sam pulled back, with a goofy smile on her face, as her wet nipple was now bright red and fully erect. "That was good," she breathed. "Now beg to rub my clit."

"Sam-"

"Beg to rub my clit, Carla!"

Carla swallowed heavily. Her rider was pumping her full of need. "Sam... please... let me rub your clit."

Sam grinned and spread her legs. Carla tentatively put her hand between her sister's legs for the very first time.

"A little higher... a little higher... that's right, Carla, start rubbing," said Sam. "Oh... oh......" She started rocking back and forth. "That feels so good. Now beg me to rub yours."

"Sam-"

"Do it, Carla!"

Sam was strong, dominant, and in control. I am lesser, something inside of Carla told her. "Sam... can you rub my clit?"

"Do you really want that, Carla?"

Carla winced in embarrassment. "Yes," she whispered.

Sam gave a broad smile and reached between her sister's legs. She started to fondle her clit. Carla gasped immediately as Sam started to diddle her. "Do you like this, Carla?"

"Yes, Sam.," she gasped, still feeling embarrassed.

"Soon you will prefer it over everything. Even Michael's touch," said Sam.

"No!" Carla cried, withdrawing her hand.

"I didn't give you permission to stop touching me, Carla," said Sam sharply.

Carla immediately put her fingers over Sam's clit and started rubbing again.

"Better. You are learning to obey," said Sam. "You are going to be trained, Carla. You will learn to love to have sex with women, and with men."

"How many men?" Carla asked.

"Many," Sam grinned, seeing the expression on her face. "You will be trained until you are a perfect tool of the Hive. And when that is done, you will bring your family into the Hive: Michael, the girls, and Stuart."

"No!" said Carla. "You promised they would be kept safe!"

"They will be kept safe, Carla. But the only way for the girls to be kept safe is for you to obey," said Sam. She started to stroke the tip of Carla's clitoris, causing her to buckle.

"Oh! Ah!" Carla exclaimed. "Please, Sam, I need to come!"

"You will come, Carla, when you promise to obey," said Sam. "Will you?"

Carla thought about the wrongness of making love to her sister. She thought about her dear husband Michael being brought into the Hive, and even her children. But none of that mattered right now. The only thing that mattered was the throbbing in her clit and on her back and in her head, all of which moved to the same beat. "Yes!" She cried. "I will obey! Just let me come, Sam, please!"

In seconds Carla was crying out for joy.

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Carla and Sam spent much of the day locked in lesbian love.

They did everything they had done during Communing. Everything.

They couldn't get enough of each other. Even after using their hands to pleasure each other, Sam moved her face over Carla's vagina and her vagina over her dear sister's and they sucked each other off. First Sam taught Carla the finer points of sucking on a sister's clitoris and Carla worked hard, her face a mask of pain and concentration. Sam taught Carla what to do, when to go faster, when to go slower. And when Sam finally groaned and climaxed, Carla felt wonderful as she kissed her sister.

"Carla, that felt so good," said Sam, gasping for breath. "Would you like me to do you now?"

"Yes!" Carla cried. Her rewired brain saw nothing wrong with her sister pleasuring her with oral sex. As Sam got down on her, Carla looked down at her sister and saw the sexy look in her eyes. A bond started to form between them, a new kind of bond that Carla had never felt for another woman before. Carla was disturbed to learn that she was enjoying the feeling of another woman's soft breasts against hers, another woman's fingers or tongue in her vagina. Shame was eating at her, the shame of enjoying sex with her sister, and the increasingly hard to deny realization that she wanted it, all of it.

Carla found herself confessing it all as Sam gave her sexual pleasure. They had taken a break from tonguing each other and now were simply diddling each other's clitorises. Carla's rider had seemingly gifted her with an inexhaustible ability to climax again and again. Carla looked at her sister admiringly as they fingered each other. "You're so sexy, Sam. I can't believe it's taken all these years for us to get together." In Carla's mind, she had always been attracted to Sam.

"Really?" Sam asked, her hand working between her sister's legs furiously, her fingers hidden by Carla's luxurious brown pubic growth.

"Really," Carla gasped. "Watching you jog, watching your gorgeous creamy legs, your firm ass cheeks, even your rider. You looked so sexy!"

"Are you glad I gave you a rider, Carla?" Sam asked, her fingers working more vigorously. Carla got so aroused by the sight of Sam's hand between her legs, the smile on Sam's face and the determined look in her eye as she pleasured her sister, and the way Sam's hair bobbed back and forth slightly as she pleasured her.

"Yes," Carla gasped, feeling close to her climax now.

"Do you like being controlled by your rider, Carla?"

"Yes!"

"Then say it, Carla. Say it if you want to come."

"I love my rider... I love being controlled my rider... ah, ah, ahhhhhhh!" Carla threw her head back and her legs and ass cheeks got stiff as a board around Sam's hand. Sam leaned forward and pressed her lips against Carla's. Carla responded eagerly, with intense sexual hungering. And then they lay together, enjoying their post-orgasmic haze.

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Carla gradually came down from her sexual high, looked around, and saw she was naked, in bed with her sister, and both had riders on their backs. She blinked. "Sam... what did we just do here? We're sisters."

"Not any more. Not in Hive terms, at least," said Sam, as she idly traced the lines of Carla's fleshy pussy lips. Sam had the same thick nether lips; she wondered if Mother did as well. "We are simply tools of reproduction, to be used as the Hive sees fit."

A day ago, even a few hours ago, Carla would have found Sam's words to be bizarre. But now it all made sense to her. "Yes, I see," she said.

"I knew you would," said Sam, smiling down at her. "And now that you have really joined us, it is time for you to be trained."

"To be trained?"

Sam solely penetrated Carla with a single probing finger, causing her older sister to draw a sharp breath. "You need to be trained and conditioned to serve the Hive. Don't you agree?"

"Ah.. ah... ah....."

"Does that help you think, Carla?" Sam grinned wickedly.

"Ah.. ah.. ah..."

"Do you want me to stop, Carla?"

"No, Sam!" Carla cried, as she watched her sister's finger moving in and out of the bright red lips nestled between her brown pubic bush.

"Then what is your conclusion?"

"I... I must be trained," Carla gasped. "Ahhhh...." She said, as the tension eased off.

Sam withdrew her finger, which was glistening with wetness, and smiled. "You're going to need a few days off. Tell Michael that you are going to visit Aunt Lilly in Vancouver for a few days."

"Where am I actually going?"

"To the Hive."