The Second Place Sister

"Stephie, look," Melanie said, "This transition is going to be difficult enough for Tori, and for all of us. Things have changed a lot in the last few weeks, and now we have two girls with a hypersexual disorder, living in a house of full time horndogs. It's not exactly the ideal place to help them stop thinking about sex, is it?"

"Well, when you put it that way, I guess. Maybe you should think about it like this, though. What better place is there than this? Do you want them out in the world where any dick off the street can take advantage of their condition? Or, would you rather provide a safe environment, where like-minded people engage in similar activities in a loving and enjoyable way? Seems like a no-brainer to me, parenty-o's,"

"I knew you were my daughter," John said, giving Melanie a jab with his elbow.

"We're going to have to tell Tori what's been going on," Melanie said, still not quite satisfied.

"Of course we are," Stephanie agreed, "You two can handle that fuckaroo, and I'll finish dinner!"

"What about Cindy?" Melanie added.

"You mean," Stephanie grinned, "how is our newest sister going to handle the fact that her adopted family is banging each other?"

"You and our father have a way with putting a blunt face on things, don't you?" Melanie said.

"Like I said, I knew she was my daughter," John winked.

"If the ride home was any indication of Cindy's mindset when it comes to sexual freedom and experimentation," Stephanie said, "I don't think we have anything to worry about,"

"How so?" Melanie said.

Stephanie mimed a blowjob and laughed.

"Oh...Oh!" Melanie gasped.

"Sounds like she's going to fit in alright," John said.

Melanie poked her finger into his chest, "You just want another slutty little teenage hole to put your dick in! You can't fool me!"

John put his hands up defensively, "Whoa, whoa! I never said anything about putting my dick into anyone. I've already got two hungry mouths to feed. Do you think I could handle another one?"

They looked at him as if he were stupid.

"Okay, so I could probably handle another one, but I'm considering it off limits until otherwise notified, okay?"

"Good enough," Melanie said, "Now let's go see our Tori."

Stephanie walked into the living room and they heard the TV come on. Resigning themselves, Tori's parents plodded up the stairs to have one of the most uncomfortable conversations any parent could ever have. They paused outside Tori's door and knocked softly.

"Come in," Tori called, her voice sounded strained.

She was clutching a pillow to her chest, her eyes red from crying. Melanie's heart sank and she threw her arms around her little girl, while John put his hand awkwardly on her shoulder.

"Oh, my baby," Melanie said, starting to cry herself, "Everything's alright now. We're right here,"

Tori clutched at her mother tightly. She hadn't felt like this in years, so desperate for her mother's comfort.

"Mom," she said quietly, "I'm sorry!"

"Hush now, baby," Melanie said, "There's nothing to be sorry for,"

"But I screwed up my life! I'm a stupid slut, and I screwed up my life!"

"Oh, honey. You're not a stupid slut. And you didn't screw up your life. We all make mistakes. I mean, just look at your brother," she joked.

Tori cracked a little smile. She was so glad to be home. Melanie stroked her hair.

"Baby, I know it's hard right now, but we're going to make sure everything is alright. We love you so much! We all do. We're going to take care of you, and your friend,"

"Oh, God! I forgot about Cindy. I didn't even show her her room or anything!" Tori wailed.

"Don't worry," John said, "Mike's taking care of her, I think."

Tori laughed, wiping at her eyes, "I'll bet it's more like she's taking care of him,"

"Does that bother you?" Melanie asked, trying to feel her out. The most difficult conversation was still to come.

"No," Tori said, "I know what she's like. She's like me. She can't help herself,"

"The doctors told us all about it, honey," Melanie said, "and it's alright. We don't think you're a slut, and we know that you can't help how you're feeling. We promise that we'll give you anything you need to help you, okay?"

Tori nodded, "This is going to sound really weird, but right now, I really have to...to..."

"What is it?" Melanie asked.

"I really need to cum!" Tori cried, looking like she might cry again. It was so embarrassing to say it to her parents, "It hurts so much, mom! Please, can I cum? Please?"

Melanie was a little taken aback at how forward Tori was. She'd have to get used to it, but it was still strange. She'd always been so reserved, so proper.

"Of course you can, honey," Melanie said, "but the doctor's told us that we need to make sure you're not masturbating,"

"But, how else am I supposed to do it?" Tori asked.

She was genuinely puzzled. It wasn't as though she could ask them to send Cindy up to lick her cunt for her, after all. They'd never understand, and they'd think she was a lesbian.

"What if..." Melanie hesitated, "What if I helped you?"

Tori looked at her mother blankly.

"John, would you leave us alone, please?"

He nodded, "I'll be outside if you need me."

He walked out of the room, and caught Stephanie trying to flee the scene.

"Doing a little eavesdropping, are we?" He asked.

"Maybe a little," she said, guiltily, "Sorry."

"It's okay. I can't say I'm not curious as to what's going to happen in there, too," he grinned.

"Maybe we can spy together," Stephanie whispered.

John put his finger up to his lips, and they stood together trying to hear. They could make out muffled talking, and then it got quiet. A moment later, they heard someone moan with relief. Father and daughter shared a knowing look. The moaning became a little louder, more passionate. Stephanie felt herself getting wet. Her father's cock bulged in his pants. Stephanie's wicked mind worked quickly.

She dropped to her knees and started to work his pants down. He looked at her curiously, but didn't stop her. The truth was, he wanted to feel her mouth on his dick right now. He could tell by the little moans in Tori's room that Melanie had convinced their daughter to let her help. Stephanie pulled her father's big cock free and hungrily wrapped her lips around the fat head, coating it with her spit.

"Your wife's eating Tori's cunt," she whispered, stroking his slick shaft, "She's in there with her tongue up her snatch right now,"

She went back to sucking her daddy off as they listened to the desperate groaning behind the door. John held her little blonde head and fed her his swelling prick meat while she looked up at him, her lips stretched around his huge dick.

"You're such a slut, Stephie, sucking your daddy's cock while your sister cums on her mother's face. Oh, shit!'

Stephanie worked her mouth over him vigorously. She'd sucked his big dick several times since he'd taken her cherry, and she was getting more adept and taking the monster in her throat. She'd manged up to nine inches so far, and while she was used to deepthroating Mike's ten inches, her brother didn't have the thickness that her daddy did. They could hear Tori panting, and then screaming with joy. Melanie's talented tongue had obviously done the trick.

The sound of her orgasm set John off, and he held Stephanie's head on his dick as he blew a big load of thick cream into her throat. She tried to swallow it all, but there was just so much. His cum seeped around the edges of her mouth, and dripped into her cleavage. He fought the urge to growl as he came, his hands tight in his daughter's hair. Finally, Stephanie had drained his balls and he slumped against the wall, trying to catch his breath.

"Oh, that was yummy, daddy," Stephanie said, smacking her lips, "Guess I'd better go check on dinner!"

She flitted away, down the steps. Things were quiet in Tori's room now. John put his wet dick away, and tried to compose himself. A moment later the door opened, and Melanie came out with Tori. Tori held the weird black belt in her hand. She had a dreamy look in her eyes, and stood up on her toes to give him a kiss on the cheek. Then she was strolling down the hall, without her pants, and into the bathroom. Melanie was wiping her mouth.

"Well," she said, "I think it's going to be a little easier to tell her, now,"

"Um,"

Melanie had a crazed look in her eyes, and John knew what was coming. His wife dragged him down the hall by his shirt, and into their bedroom.

*At First Sight*

Mike lay on his bed, utterly fucked. He stroked Cindy's gorgeous red hair as she lay in his arms, completely naked. The blue scrubs she'd worn, baggy and unattractive as they were, could do little to hide the fact that she had a great body. Just how great, though, he hadn't known until she'd gotten him into his bedroom and rode his huge dick like she hadn't been fucked in years. While the sex with his mother or Stephanie was always mind-blowing, always fulfilling, and always enjoyable, the sight of this hundred pound sexbomb bouncing on his lap like it was her only mission in life had rocked his world.

Cindy was so different from any other girl he'd had. She wasn't just passionate, or dirty, or hungry for his cock. Yes, she was all those things, but when she looked down at him, her big tits bouncing, he could see that she was really getting off on how much pleasure she was giving him. She could make him feel like he was the only thing in the world that mattered, and pleasing him was why she was put on this earth, and she could do it with just a look from those big green eyes.

"Mmmm," Cindy purred in his ear, "You're so nice, Michael! And such a stud! Where have you been all my life?"

"I don't think my brain can form words, right now," he said lazily.

Cindy giggled, and the sound was musical.

"I haven't cum like that since...well...since ever," she said, and licked his ear.

"Shit, I don't know if you could even call that cumming," he said, "more like I just found God," he laughed, "and she's got red hair and wonderful tits,"

Cindy laughed with him, and kissed him deeply. When she pulled away, she looked a little sad.

"What is it?" Mike asked.

"It's just...I think I really like you," Cindy admitted, "I know I just met you and all, but you seem...different, somehow. Like you weren't just fucking me, but like you really wanted me,"

"And that makes you sad?" Mike said, confused.

"No. It makes me really happy," she whispered, and wiped at her eyes, "but I'm...I'm broken, Michael. I'm a stupid slut, and I can't control my cunt! And I really like you, but I'm going to ruin you like I ruined myself, because I can't control it!"

Mike pulled her close and kissed her teary cheeks.

"Hey, hey," he said, "I really like you, too. It doesn't sound weird to me. When I saw you, at the clinic, it was like a fucking laser hit me. I don't know what it is, but I really like you, too. And I don't care if you're a slut, and I don't care if you can't control it. It just means that I'll have to fuck you constantly, right?"

Cindy laughed, despite her tears, "You better," she said, "I need it a lot!"

The sound of Stephanie's voice calling them for dinner interrupted their heart-to-heart. Mike groaned as he stood, and put on some lounging clothes. Cindy lay on the bed naked, looking uncertain.

"Oh, you probably don't have anything to wear, do you?" he said.

Cindy laughed, "This is usually what I wear,"

"It looks good on you," he grinned.

"But maybe if you have a t-shirt?" she said, "I don't want to freak your parents out, or anything."

Mike laughed so hard he almost choked, and laughed even harder when he saw the questioning look on Cindy's face.

"Oh, man! Baby, you have no idea," he said.

They emerged from Mike's cave holding hands, and looking for all the world like a couple of lovesick teenagers. Stephanie and Melanie bustled around the kitchen, while John read something on his tablet. They met Tori coming down the stairs, smelling of shampoo, her hair wet, wearing a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. Cindy squealed and ran to Tori, sticking her tongue in her mouth. Mike just watched in awe. He wondered if he were dreaming. Never in his life would he have imagined he'd see Tori openly french kiss another girl, and look like she was enjoying it.

"Oh," Cindy said, pulling away, "I'm sorry. That was rude of me, and right in front of your brother," she looked embarrassed.

"Come here," Tori said, and pulled her back, shoving her tongue back into her mouth.

Mike thought he might pass out. Tori broke their kiss, and winked at Mike, then brushed past him and went to the table.

"Isn't she the best?" Cindy asked, grabbing Mike's hand.

"I...um...I..."

Cindy smooched his cheek and dragged him to the table. Tori kissed her daddy on the forehead and sat down. John beamed at his daughter, and then saw Mike and Cindy come in. Mike looked flustered, and the two of them smelled like sex. John gave him a grin, and went back to reading. Cindy sat between Tori and Mike, her big tits resting on the tabletop. Stephanie and her mother began bringing plates of turkey, potatoes, vegetables, gravy, and rolls to the table.

"What is this, Thanksgiving?" Mike asked.

"We have a lot to be thankful for, mister!" Stephanie chided him, "Our Tori is back, and apparently you finally found a girlfriend that can stand you for more than five minutes. I'd say, you need to count your blessings,"

Mike laughed, "Oh, I am," he said.

He and Cindy looked at each other like little puppies. Tori looked relaxed and happy for them. Stephanie wanted to throw up and murder them all. If that look on their faces was any indication, she'd just lost the majority of her brother's attention, not to mention his big cock.

Now that her mother had, obviously, sucked Tori's cunt and made her cum, Stephanie was sure that she was going to be sharing her mother's attention with Tori, now too. That left her father, and if he thought he was going to be sticking his dick into Tori, too, he better think again. Stephanie would have none of that. She'd worked for years to get her daddy's cock, and she'd be damned if she was going to share it with Tori. She'd burn this house to the ground, and everyone in it before she'd allow that.

Still, she put on her mask, an easy thing after wearing it for so many years. She was the happy, bubbly, loving sister, ever-so-concerned for Tori's well being. Never again would she allow any harm to befall her. Absentmindedly, she fingered the little key she'd hung around her neck and felt better. The key to Tori's cunt, and it was hers. Stephanie joined in the conversation, cheerily bantering back and forth. She was patient. She'd be cashing in on Tori's cunt soon enough.

*The Pussy Slut*

Tori's pussy ached as she looked at the belt laying on her bed. She was resigned to the fact that it was going back on. It was part of the conditions of her early release, and if she didn't wear it she'd be back at the clinic for the rest of the three month sentence. In that light, it didn't seem to bad. Still, after dinner she was horny again, and she desperately wanted to cum before she got locked in again. The desire to play with herself was strong, but she knew she couldn't. Every time she thought about it, now, she remembered the chair, and the shocks at her cunt, and Dr. Carlson spanking her pussy. There was a knock on her door, and then Stephanie came in, looking very happy.

"Time to lock, up Tori," she said.

"Wait," Tori replied, desperate, "I, um, before you do, I really need to..." could she say it to her sister, even after letting her mother lick her slit earlier, "I need to cum, Stephie!"

Stephanie hugged her close, and Tori could feel her sister's big tits against her body. It made her think of all the times she'd felt Cindy's tits, and that made her want to cum even more.

"Well, we know you can't go playing with your cunt, so what do you propose we do about it?" Stephanie asked.

"I...I don't know," Tori admitted.

"Hmm, maybe your sister could help you out? What do you think?"

"But...you're my sister,"

"And? I know that you let mom lick your hot little pussy," Stephanie said into her ear, "and I know you liked it,"

Tori gasped as she felt Stephanie's hand cup her wet pussy.

"Why shouldn't I help, too?" Stephanie said, "Why shouldn't a good sister help you cum, when you need it so bad?"

Stephanie's fingers worked at Tori's clit, and Tori melted in her arms, moaning.

"But you have to help me, too," She said.

"What do you mean?"

"I'll bet you're good at licking cunt by now, aren't you?" Stephanie said, slipping her tongue into Tori's ear, "I'm pretty hot myself. Maybe you can show me how a good little pussy girl laps at a warm slit, hmm?"

"I...Stephie, I can't. It's wrong!"

"Oh, but you need to cum real bad, don't you?"

Stephanie pushed her finger up Tori's burning hole, and felt it suck at her.

"Yes," Tori said, "yes, I need to cum, Stephie! Please let me cum,"

"I will, just as soon as you make me cum. That sounds, fair, right?"

Tori's resistance faded, and she nodded her head. Stephanie smiled and slipped her tongue in her sister's mouth, her hand frigging her clit. She pushed Tori right to the edge, felt her pussy quiver, and then stopped. She pushed Tori onto the bed, then pulled her own pants off and tossed them on the floor. She mounted Tori's chest and, before she could argue any further, pressed her hot pussy against Tori's face. She felt her sister's tongue hungrily lick away at her slit, suck on her clit.

"Mmm, Tori," she said, "you're really good at that! I think you really like being a cuntsucker, don't you?"

"Mmm mmm!"

"I didn't hear you, honey, your mouth is full of your sister's pussy," she said, "Oh, yes, eat my cunt you little lesbo! Make it cum really good, and I'll let you get off before I lock up your pussy,"

Stephanie rode Tori's face angrily, making sure her sister's tongue hit every spot, including her ass.

"Suck it, bitch," Stephanie cried, "Make me cum! Mmmm, yeah, you're such a dirty little pussy girl, Tori!"

She wasn't lying. Tori knew her way around a pussy, now, and Stephanie was cumming on her face like a train, bucking her hips and quivering with pleasure. Finally, she pulled her sensitive pussy from Tori's mouth, and smiled at her twin's soaked face. Tori's eyes were totally lost with lust. Her hips humped the air with desperation. Stephanie dismounted and lightly slapped Tori's pussy.

"Oh, Tori, look at what a slut you've become," she hissed in her ear, "but you were a good slut, so I'm going to let you cum now. Do you want to cum for your sister?"

"Yes!"

Stephanie spanked her pussy again, and then shoved two fingers up her fuckhole, using her thumb to rub Tori's clit. That was all it took, and Tori cried out and came all over her sister's hand.

"That's it, Tori, cum for me. Cum like a little pussy slut for Stephie,"

She pushed her tongue into Tori's mouth, and her sister came again.

"You like that, Tori? Does your hot little cunt feel good?" Stephanie taunted.

"Yesss! Oh, fuck! So...good!"

"I'll bet you can cum for me again, can't you?"

Stephanie let up on her sister's pussy, and Tori pushed her pelvis against her hand, trying to cum again.

"Do you need another one, sissy?" Stephanie said sweetly.

"Yes," Tori panted, "please, I need it,"

Stephanie put two fingers into Tori and held them there, letting her sister ride them to try to get herself off.

"If you want to cum again, I need to know that you're a horny little pussy slut. Tell me, Tori, and you can cum again,"

"Please," Tori begged, "please...Stephie...make me...cum!"

"Then say it. Tell Stephie you're her little cuntsucking slut,"