Reader Request: Sisters Week

Janette ignored them all. But heaved a sigh of relief as she walked into the ladies room. She looked back at her sisters. They all looked exhausted. Jessica was now only wearing a skirt. When did that happen? Heather's tube top couldn't hide her perky nipples. How could she be excited? It's sick.

They began to wash up and straighten up their clothes when the door opened. Janette looked and saw her waitress standing there, looking smug.

"Ya' all put on a nice show t'night."

Everyone was quiet, heads bowed. Janette took a deep breath. Well she was the oldest sister and this had gone on long enough. She stepped up to the black woman and said. "Listen, I think you have the wrong idea -"

A hard slap across her cheek rattled Janette's teeth.

"I didn't say you could speak." The waitress smiled, her gold capped teeth gleaming. "Ya she's my bitch."

Janette looked at her sisters and Jessica, but they all kept their heads bowed. She turned and started to say something, when her arm was twisted. She was then bent over the counter, her arm twisted painfully into her back.

"I said, ya is my bitch." The waitress growled in Janette's ear. She felt her skirt being pulled up and knew her sisters and niece had a view of her bare ass.

Slap! The pain came without warning as the woman slapped her ass.

"Whose bitch are ya?"

Slap!

"Whose?"

SLAP!

"Whose?"

SLAP!

"Y-your bitch." Janette gasped. "I'm your bitch." Heat flowed from her ass. And a realization dawned that she had almost came from this woman slapping her ass!

The hand began caressing her now, moving over both cheeks. Soothing. Then her fingers plunged into Janette's deflowered ass hole. Janette yelped but remained still. The fingers moved in and out. Parker's ass now was sticky and cool.

"Aw, poo' baby. Ya' ass get pounded?" The waitress' voice was soft and comforting.

Janette felt tears run down her cheeks. She nodded, unable to speak.

"Don' cry none." The waitress cooed. "I can help with that. Ya, yeah ya without a shirt. Come on ov'r." Janette heard some sounds and then felt two hands digging into her butt cheeks. "I want ya' to clean out that ass. Get all that nasty cum out. Ya' understand?"

Janette flinched as something touched her sore asshole. Wet and probing, it dug into her. Jessica was tonguing her asshole! The warm wet tongue, left her hole and traced her crack, collecting the cum that had dripped out.

"Very good. Ya' keep going till I say to stop."

Jessica murmured affirmative, but her mouth never left Janette's ass. The oldest sister sighed. It did make her ass feel better. Jessica's tongue poked her ass, caressed it, soothed it.

"Now, ya' just can't fall asleep hon."

Janette looked up and saw the waitress had climbed onto the counter and was now splayed before Janette. Kristen's black pussy just inches from her face. Janette looked at it. The skin was still a deep black, though it turned a deep red with her pussy. A slight, wiry fuzz hovered over the pubic area. But otherwise, the woman's skin was smooth.

Janette didn't wait to be told what to do. Instead she dove in, eagerly tasting another woman's pussy for the first time. It was a bit pungent, but not unpleasant. Her tongue licked up and down the wrinkled lips. The waitress' hips began to grind, reaching up to meet Janette's mouth. Juices began to flow and Janette licked eagerly.

"Ooh, nice." The waitress purred.

Janette tongued the pussy deeper and deeper. Jessica's tongue was beginning to have an effect on the oldest sister. The tingle from her ass shimmered down to her pussy. Janette couldn't believe it. Her niece's tongue was making her wet. The warm, wet organ penetrated her ass hole, but not rough like Parker's cock. Instead, it slipped in and out. Calling forth warmth and excitement with each thrust.

Janette thrust her ass back, aching for more of Jessica's tongue. Oh yeah. Jessica must've sensed her excitement, because a finger began to plunge in and out of Janette's welcoming pussy.

Janette moaned in excitement, echoed by the waitress.

"Oooh, lick me bitch!"

Another orgasm caused Janette to shudder and Jessica to plunge more fingers into her pussy. How many were there? Three? Four?

The black woman grabbed Janette's hair and pulled her even closer to her crotch.

"Ya' eat me! Oh ya!" Janette plunged faster and faster, deeper and deeper with her tongue.

"OH YESSSSSSSS!"

Janette tasted a flood of wetness. Eagerly she lapped in and out of the waitress' beautiful, black pussy. She couldn't help herself. She licked and licked and licked.

Until, she felt two gentle hands on her shoulders, pulling her up. The waitress' eyes were wide with pleasure and she flashed a brilliant smile. "Ya' a good bitch." She leaned forward and kissed Janette.

Janette pressed her body against the woman, but the waitress pushed her away.

"Ya' all need to get back to your men." She pulled Jessica up, off her knees and patted her head with fondness. Then, the black woman untied a shirt she had tied around her waist and handed it to Jessica. "Put this on."

Jessica smiled gratefully while Janette looked around at her sisters. They all avoided her gaze except for Lisa. The 30-year old sister smiled at her and gave her a hug. Janette took a deep breath and led the way out of the bathroom.

Parker and Nifty were waiting by the door. Janette nearly stumbled when she saw the waitress standing next to the two men, laughing. Parker smiled at the women. "Kristen here says you have all. freshened up." He opened the door and motioned them outside. "Now it's time for fun."

The twin headlights from the van bounced before them in the inky night. Janette was squeezed in back between her niece, Jessica, and her youngest sister Heather. Every time the van hit a pothole, Jessica's breasts bounced against her own. Janette avoided anyone's gaze, uncomfortable, because she wasn't sure, but she thought Jessica was actually pressing into her.

What was happening to them all? Janette tried to concentrate on that thought, but the alcohol buzz she was on made everything fuzzy. And her body kept clamoring for attention. Soft tingling as her body rubbed against her niece and sister. She shook her head, trying in vain to clear it.

Maybe Nifty and Parker were taking them home. At the bar. she shivered with fear. Excitement? That had been humiliating. She licked her lips; aware that she could still taste the juices from the waitress. Had she really...

The van came to a stop, Janette leaned over Heather, peering out into the darkness hopefully. But they had not stopped in front of the beach house they had rented. Instead, the house looked run down. Peeling white paint revealed dark wood underneath and junk was scattered across the lawn. Lights were on in the house, but curtains had been pulled across, completely blocking the view.

Nifty turned off the car and nodded to Parker. He then got out and walked into the house without a backwards glance at the women. Parker turned around and grinned at the cowering women.

"Well this is our last stop of the evening." He held up a videotape. "Only a little while longer and you will have this back in your hands. You do what you are told and this will all be just a fond memory." He motioned to the sliding door. "Everyone out." After everyone had gotten out, Parker laid the videotape on the front seat and then locked the vehicle.

"Now after this evening is over, I'll be driving you home and you get the tape then. Understand?"

The women nodded and Nifty had returned. The black man grinned and handed Parker a thermos. "We're all ready in there."

Parker took the thermos and nodded. "Good." He unscrewed the top of the container and poured some liquid into it and handed it to Jessica. "Drink it all."

Meekly, the twenty-one year old took the cup and drank it in one gulp. "Oh my." She whispered, but Parker simply took the cup back, filled it and handed it to Janette.

Immediately, she drank it down. She understood Jessica's reaction. Warmth, centered on her groin, began to spread through out her body. She felt her nipples stiffen and almost began to rub them. Reluctantly, she stayed as still as possible. What was that drink?

After they had all drunk the liquid, Nifty led them inside the house. The inside reeked with cigar smoke and Janette could barely keep from coughing. Four men sat around a table that had money and playing cards scattered across. Two of the new men were white. Both couldn't be more than thirty years old. They were well built and looked similar enough to be brothers. The other man was black and older with flecks of gray in his hair. He smiled revealed a huge gap along the top row of teeth. They all let out catcalls and whistles as the women walked in.

Nifty bowed and motioned to the five women. "May we present tonight's entertainment."

"Strip." Parker ordered. "You won't need your clothes for a while."

Janette burned with shame as she took of her clothes. Though she didn't know if it was because she was naked or because she felt a wetness as her body betrayed her mind.

***

Janette carried two drinks to table and set one down in front of Nifty and another in front of one of the brothers. She stood and waited for their next order. She barely flinched as Nifty's hand caressed her ass, kneading her cheeks. The brother she had just served stuck a thick finger into her pussy, lubing it up with wetness. He then pulled it out and stirred his drink with it. "Always like a taste of pussy with my Jack n' Coke!"

The rest of the table laughed and continued to play poker.

Janette peeked out of the corner of her eye and saw Jessica standing at the other side of table with her head down. She was to serve the other three men at the table. Heather and Lisa were intertwined on the couch. They were to 69 for the entertainment of the men. Each had been equipped with a vibrator and soft moans would emanate from the two women every so often. And Jennifer. Jennifer was underneath the table, giving Parker a blowjob. It was her task to suck whoever won the round and Parker was currently the luck guy after winning three hands in a row.

*Spank*

Janette gasped and the hand fell again.

*Spank*

"You aren't paying attention, bitch!" Nifty grabbed her arm. He lifted up a shot glass, it was filled to the rim with a clear liquid. "Drink this!"

Janette hastily did so. It was the same liquid as before. Warmth grew and her mind felt detached from her body. She didn't resist as Nifty pulled her across his lap and began to slap her ass. Each spank was a haunting mix of pain and pleasure.

She turned her head and saw Jennifer on her knees. Her sister had obviously gotten better. Her brunette head waved back and forth as she deep throated Parker's sizable cock with quick thrusts.

Then Parker's hand creeped down and pulled Kristen off his cock. And then pushed her lower until she began to lick his balls. Janette was amazed at the length of Jennifer's tongue. It snaked out incredibly long. She tongued his balls with enthusiasm. Then Parker slouched down further, until he was almost off his chair.

Janette was confused. What was he doing?

His hand pulled up his ball sack and without hesitation Jennifer dove in. At first, Janette couldn't see what was happening. And Nifty had stopped spanking and was now caressing her asshole. Then Jennifer pulled back a bit and Janette saw that her sister was sticking her tongue in his asshole! Without hesitation or complaint, she was going to work as she continued to jack him off. Janette felt Nifty's hand move down from her ass and began to finger her pussy. A shock trembled through her cunt and a moan escaped her lips.

Jennifer froze and the sisters locked stares. Jennifer's face flamed a deep red with shame and she her eyes began to tear. Before Janette could whisper that it would all be all right, the hand ended. The older black guy unzipped his pants and his cock sprung free. It bobbed and Jennifer crawled away from Parker and over to the new winner. The old man's cock was coal black. Janette found herself staring in wonder. It wasn't all that long, but it was thick. So thick, Jennifer struggled to get her mouth around it.

Janette turned away. She was greeted by the sight of her sisters still engaged in 69ing on the couch. Heather was on top and was facing Janette. She was moving the vibrator furiously in and out of Lisa's pussy. It was having an effect because Lisa's hips were moving in time with Heather's strokes. A scream of pleasure, muffled, exploded and Janette knew Lisa had orgasmed. Her hips bucked up against Heather.

Janette wasn't all that surprised, remembering how Lisa had taken Jessica aside last night. What shocked her was the expression on Heather's face. The 28-year old had a blissful expression. She pulled out the vibe and began to lick it with relish. Her own pleasure must be building as she moaned. Her back arched, showing off her firm perky breasts. The men applauded, but Heather didn't seem to hear. Whether from the drink or Lisa's talented tongue, she was in her own world of pleasure.

Jennifer had begun to be able to suck off the black cock, but then Janette viewed was blocked as she was pulled off Nifty's lap. Before she was even standing up, a shot glass was shoved into her hand. She drank.

She was sitting on Nifty's lap, facing him while he played poker. She was grinding her hips, her pussy hungry for more. More? She realized that his cock was inside of her. With each thrust, a new spark of pleasure erupted within. When she came, Janette bit Nifty's shoulder. Instead of being mad, he came inside of her..

A buzzing in her ears. A wonderful tingle explored her body. It encircled her breasts. Circling smaller and smaller until it touched her nipples. Oh god. She pressed her chest out, but the tingling had moved down, to her pussy. Her eyes fluttered open and she realized that her sisters, Heather and Lisa, were moving the two vibrators all around her body. Lisa smiled and leaned forward for a kiss. Her lips were so soft and her tongue darted playfully around. She felt Heather press against her body against her own. Her younger sister began nibbling her ear...

Janette was leaned over the table. Her front pressed against the cards and money. She looked up. Jennifer was sitting on the lap of the brothers, their hips grinding together. Jessica was getting it doggy style from the other brother, her face less than a foot from Janette's. The oldest sister turned and saw that Parker and Nifty had kept Lisa and Heather in a 69, but they were fucking them. Heather's face was screwed up with pain and Janette realized that Nifty was fucking her ass. Parker was alternating between sticking his cock in Lisa's pussy and Heather's mouth. Then Janette felt a pressure on her own pussy. A pressure that just kept building and building. What was happening? She struggled to turn her head and glimpsed the old man behind her.

"Just relax it will go better."

Janette realized that he was fucking her with his monster-thick cock. She whimpered and felt a hand hold hers. She looked up to see Jessica smiling at her. Janette returned the smile and clenched Jessica's hand. The pain built, rocking back and forth. She felt her eyes tearing up. It hurt. The pain. It exploded. Into pleasure. Pleasure rocking back and forth until she was pushing back, screaming for more..

Her and Jessica were kissing. Holding hands. Still leaning over the table, their mouths pushed together as men thrust into them..

She felt herself being led over to the couch. But what about Lisa and Heather? They were gone. The faces of the two brothers swam into view. She sat on the cock of one. It felt so nice. He went slowly, letting her get comfortable before giving her more. He pulled her towards him and they kissed. A pressure on her ass.

"Not again." She moaned

But the second cock continued to push forward. Hands covered body. So many hands. fingers. Touching her breasts. And still the cock pushed farther into her ass. Her ears. Her back. She was kissing the brother again. Another mouth nibbled her shoulder. She felt full, but more came. She was pressed between two hot bodies, slick with sweat.

And the two cocks began to move. The warmth spread and she felt her body react, yearning to meet with both.

And pleasure. Oh yes. Pleasure..

She was being led back to the van.

"How much did you give her?" Was that Lisa speaking?

"She'll be fine." A rough voice said.

Faces swirled around Janette mixing together into different shapes..

She felt someone take off her clothes. Panic ran through her body.

"No." She murmured.

"It's OK." A warm voice whispered. A woman's voice.

She felt herself enveloped in cool, bed sheets. A soft pillow beneath her head. She sighed.

A warm body pressed against her. Perky breasts against her back. Wonderful hands caressing her body. Moving down. A tongue? Wetness. Pleasure. Warmth. Waves of pleasure that lapped longer and harder. Until she came.

***

Janette blinked furiously in the harsh morning light. It didn't help that she had a splitting headache. Every move was jarring. Her whole body was sore. It hurt to move her legs or arms. But most of all, her pussy and ass burned. How long would it be before she was able to sit comfortably again?

But despite all this, she had gotten herself up when Heather told her what was happening.

She had arrived on the porch just as Jennifer was yanking out the videotape from its casing and throwing it in a fire they had started. Both videotapes were emptied and thrown in. The black film twisted as it burned. They all stood around, silent and still. Only when the fire had died down to ash, did they leave the fire.

They had already packed and so it was a simple matter of getting a taxi and heading right to the airport. Lisa was saying something about looking for the morning after pill.

EPILOGUE

Janette

Janette breathed a sigh as put the last of the laundry into the dryer. So many clothes had piled up in such a short time. She heard footsteps and nearly screamed in fright. It was only her husband Robert. She quickly recovered and smiled at him.

"It's so good to have you back honey." Robert said as he hugged her from behind. "I missed having you around."

Janette leaned back and felt his hardness growing against her body. She turned and gave him a big grin. Deftly, her hand unzipped his shorts and she pulled out his cock.

Surprised jolted across his face and he stuttered. "B- b- but honey. What about the kids?"

She closed the door and put her palms against it. She looked over her shoulder and grinned. "Better hurry hon."

Without another word of protest, he lifted her summer dress and pulled down her underwear. Janette was already wet and he slid in easily.

He began to pump away. "You must've really missed me!"

Janette felt excited and ashamed at the same time. Will I always be this easily aroused? She pushed back, meeting his every thrust. But her husband cock, which had always been so wonderful, seemed small compared to men of St. Martin's.

She tried thrusting back harder, but to no avail. Frustration built. Janette let out a whimper. Robert mistook it for desire and groaned in response. Eagerly, he came inside his wife's warm pussy.

Jennifer

The microwave alarm beeped and Jennifer popped open the door. She carefully pulled out the nuked dinner and brought it out to the living room. On the news, an anchorwoman was talking about the dangers of stress. She repeated over and over how important it is to take regular vacations.

Jennifer's mouth twisted into an ironic sneer and her stomach roiled in revulsion.

The phone rang, but Jennifer made no move to answer it. After four rings, the machine picked up. She waited and a male voice clicked on. "Hey Jen, this is Shawn. Sorry to hear that you had to work late tonight. Let me know when you want to reschedule. Call me."