The Second Place Sister

Her face was screwed up so tightly that Melanie thought she'd stopped breathing for a moment, but then she let it out in a staggered screech of pure pleasure as John's big balls slapped her flesh for the first time tonight.

"Oh, daddy, it's...it's all the way in my pussy!" she said.

"Tell me how daddy's cock feels, baby. How does it feel in your little cunt?" Melanie said, squeezing Stephanie's tits.

"It's so good! Ohhhh, it's so good! Can he...OH...p,p,please cummm....ugh...cum in me?"

"That's so filthy, baby," Melanie chided her, "That's so nasty to want your daddy's cum up your pussy,"

"Uuuugh! I'm so dirty mom...I'm...daddy's...Ohhhhh...daddy's whore!"

Melanie slapped her face, which only made Stephanie cum on her daddy's fuckstick as he started to pick up speed. She could hear his big balls slap between Stephanie's spread legs, and her daughter could no longer form words as John owned her tiny pussy. Her daddy picked her up, never pulling his cock from her sucking snatch, and lay back on the bed, pulling Stephanie to his chest. Her legs were bent beneath her, and Melanie could now see just how stretched her daughter's pussy was.

John grabbed hold of her tits and pumped his dick in and out of her, making her cum in a seemingly endless orgasm. Melanie got between her legs and sucked at her swollen clit as her daddy fucked her. Stephanie's legs were so weak, and through a haze of bliss she suddenly noticed that she wasn't really supporting herself anymore. She'd been on the verge of passing out, and her mother was now holding her body up as John used her pussy like a masturbation device.

Her tiny cunt was so stuffed, that it was going numb, but Stephanie didn't care. She just wanted to feel her daddy cum inside her. It wasn't long. His daughter's sucking little hole was just too good. John pumped his cum into her with a roar, hammering her little fucktunnel so hard he thought she might break. Stephanie could feel the hot seed splashing her insides like a fire hose, the force of his ejaculation painful as it spurted straight into her womb. She was silently glad for birth control. Her daddy produced enough sperm to repopulate the planet in the event of humanity's demise.

She felt Melanie between her legs, lapping at the cum that was squeezing around her tightly packed snatch. As wonderful as it felt, Stephanie needed to make sure her pussy was good and full. She pulled herself off of her daddy's cock, and tried to keep his cum inside her. There was so much, that she was sure it would be dripping out for days. She gently pushed Melanie away from her.

"Oh, please let me keep it inside me, mom. It's so warm and sticky," she said, "I want to sleep with daddy's cum in me, please!"

"Okay, baby," Melanie said, "you keep it all in your pussy, then,"

Stephanie crawled off of the bed with agonizing slowness. She wondered if there would ever come a day that she didn't feel like she'd been run over after taking her daddy's cock. Then again, she'd asked for this, and damn did it feel wonderful!

"I'm really tired," she said, "I think I'm going to go to bed,"

"Night, honey," Melanie said, kissing her.

"Sleep tight," John said, but didn't move.

The last thing Stephanie saw, walking naked from her parents' room, was Melanie licking her cunt juice from her daddy's still-hard cock. She knew exactly where that cock was going next, and it gave her a certain sense of pride that her daddy had chosen to fuck her before his wife.

Her pussy sloshing with cum, Stephanie made her way back to Tori's room and slipped inside. Just as she'd left her, Tori was tied to the bed, her body thrashing as she came repeatedly with the egg in her cunt. The smell of aroused cunt hung heavy in the air, as did another scent that she couldn't place at first. It hit her nose again, and she almost gasped in astonishment. She was sure, now, that Tori had wet the bed.

Tori was so far gone in her endless orgasm, that she didn't even notice when Stephanie stuck her hand in her gooey pussy and fished the little egg out. It was only when Stephanie slapped her face a few times that Tori's fuck-crazed eyes tried to focus on her naked sister.

"Wake up, slut," Stephanie said, "hey!"

"S,s,s,s,tephie..." Tori managed, practically incoherent.

"You poor thing," Stephanie said, "did you piss on yourself?"

Tori looked down at her quivering mound, and then back at her sister.

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

"It smells like slutty teenage cunt and piss,"

"I'm sorry," Tori croaked.

The video was still playing on a loop, showing Tori getting buttfucked in the dressing room again. Stephanie looked at the clock. She'd been fucking her daddy for an hour! That meant that Tori had been laying here in a fuck haze for most of that time. No wonder she was such a mess.

"It's okay, baby," Stephanie said, pushing Tori's sweaty hair out of her face. Her sister's eyes were puffy and swollen. She was sure she'd been crying at some point, and the thought made her very happy, "I've got just what you need."

Stephanie mounted Tori's face and pushed her freshly-cummed-in pussy to her sister's mouth.

"I'll bet you're really thirsty," Stephanie said, "and if you can lick out my pussy for me, I'll get you all cleaned up, okay?"

Tori didn't reply, only obediently began to lick at her sister's cunt. Now that the egg was no longer going off inside her, Tori was slowly regaining her wits. Stephanie's pussy tasted different this time, saltier, gooey. It tasted like...like cum! Stephanie saw the realization in Tori's eyes as she watched her sister eat her creamy snatch.

"Oh, you're such a nasty girl, Tori. Do you like the way my pussy tastes?"

"Mmmph!"

"Make sure you get all of daddy's cum out of it, okay? I want to make sure it's nice and clean before I get to bed,"

Tori had no strength left in her body to fight, so she just licked her father's sperm out of her sister while she cried into her pussy.

"This is good for you, Tori," Stephanie said, "This is what you're made for. You're Stephie's little suck slut, and if I want to feed you daddy's cum, you should be grateful. How would you ever get to taste it, otherwise?"

"Hmmph!"

"What did I tell you about talking with your mouth full of cunt? If you can't do your job, I could put the egg up your cunt again, and go to bed. I kind of feel like sleeping in tomorrow,"

"Mmm Mmm!" Tori mumbled into her pussy, her eyes suddenly terrified.

"Good girl, now finish up, bitch. Get all that nasty daddy cum out of there,"

Tori sucked her to another great orgasm, made all the sweeter by the fact that Tori was reluctantly swallowing her own father's semen. This was, truly, one of the best nights of Stephanie's young life. At last, she lifted her cunt off of Tori's face. Her sister was completely silent as Stephanie untied her, her eyes had a look of total defeat. Stephanie knew that Tori had always been a fighter, though. She didn't place first in everything just from talent. She had spirit, and right now that spirit might be crushed, but Stephanie wanted it broken.

Tonight was a good step in that direction, but Tori had a long way to go before she was utterly destroyed. Stephanie looked forward to the torment, the tears, the humiliation, the suffering she was going to inflict on her sister. And then there was her end of the deal she still had to hold up.

The conspirators had delivered her a slut, as promised, but now she was on the hook for money, and a lot of it. She needed to break Tori soon, and put her cunt to work. She slowly eased her sister's sore body out of bed and practically carried her to the shower.

*Reuniting with Tim*

Tori's locked up pussy throbbed from cumming so much last night. She awoke in clean sheets, feeling more rested than she had in days. Apparently, Stephanie had decided not to wake her up, and not to make her lick her slit this morning. After another awful night she'd suffered at her sister's hands, though, Tori was grateful. Still, it felt strange not to wake up and fill her mouth with cunt cream.

Though most of Sunday had been fairly uneventful, the evening had been filled with anal training. Stephanie seemed determined to get her sister's ass ready for Mike's cock. As to when that was supposed to happen, Stephanie hadn't really said. Rather, she'd kept Tori locked in her belt all day and used the big dildo to make her ass cum over and over again.

She hauled herself out of bed and wrapped a robe around her naked body, then poked her head out of her door. The house was very quiet. It was after 9:00 on Monday morning. She crept out into the hall and down to Stephanie's room. The door was open, but the room was empty. She went into the bathroom, relieved herself, cleaned up as best she could with the belt locked on, brushed her teeth, and showered off. When she was finished, she felt almost like a real girl again.

She quickly checked her phone, saw another missed call from Tim, but ignored it like all the others. She wasn't sure she was ready for that, yet. The sound of voices and clanking silverware drew her down the stairs, where she found her father at the table with Cindy. The little redhead was naked, as usual, but still wearing her pink collar. Her fiery hair was a mess, tangled, knotted, in disarray. She'd obviously been fucked like mad.

Her father was dressed up in a nice shirt and tie. He didn't usually put on a tie unless he was going to some important business function. John was listening to Cindy's tale of teenage woe, leading up to her time in the clinic. He'd heard it in brief from Tori, of course, but it was different to hear it from Cindy. Where Tori had made it sound sad, which it was, everything out of Cindy's mouth made it sound as though it were no big deal. It was just something that had happened.

John caught sight of his daughter as she poked her head into the kitchen, and he immediately came to his feet and launched himself toward her, sweeping her up in his big arms, just like he'd done when she was a little girl. It felt great, comforting, the nostalgia of a happier time that would never come again. She held onto him tightly, like an anchor in her sea of trouble. She wished that she could just stay like this and enjoy it, but the nearness of his body, the smell of a man, the memory of Stephanie feeding her his cum from her cunt, all made her pussy throb.

"Hi, daddy," she said, "Good morning,"

He held onto her and stroked her hair lovingly.

"Hey, honey," he said, "I've missed you. I'm sorry we've been so busy since you got home. I promise your mom and I are going to set aside from time for just us soon, okay?"

"It's alright, daddy," she said, "I know you guys have important things to do. You look really nice, by the way,"

John finally let her go, and held her at arms length, grinning broadly.

"New software test at the data center over in Charbourg," he said, moving back to the table, "Normally I'd just leave it with one of the managers, but the client made a request for personal attention, and they're the kind of account you don't get to ignore, so..."

"Go get 'em, tiger," Tori said.

Then, she was almost bowled over by Cindy's tiny frame crushing into her, and shoving her tongue in her mouth. While it felt very weird to make out with Cindy in front of her father, the needy feeling in Tori's cunt drove her to suck on Cindy's tongue, and let the other girl's hands push her robe apart, grope her tits. Tori couldn't help but moan, which made John's dick jump in his pants. He wasn't sure he'd ever get used to the sight of his once-reserved daughter french kissing another girl. Cindy finally realized what she was doing, and pulled herself away from Tori.

"Um, I'm sorry, Tori," she said, "I guess I shouldn't do that, like, in front of your dad and all. Sorry Mr. Hamlin,"

"It's okay, Cindy," Tori said, crossing the kitchen to start some toast.

Cindy looked at John and said, "Tori said I'm not a slut. I just have a very friendly Vagina," she giggled, "Isn't she nice?"

John laughed merrily, "Yes, that was a very kind way to put it," he agreed.

"Where's Mike?" Tori asked, conversationally.

"Oh, that lazy man. He's still in bed," Cindy said, "he had his dick in me for hours, and I think I finally got all the cum out,"

John stared into his coffee while Tori laughed.

"I, um, I think I'm going to finish getting ready and get out of here," John said, excusing himself.

When he was gone, Cindy said, "Your dad's really cute,"

Tori looked at her quizzically.

"Oh, I'm not gonna try to fuck him, silly," Cindy said, "Your mom looks like she'd murder anyone that tried,"

Anyone, except Stephanie, apparently, Tori thought, but kept her mouth shut.

"Mike said he's going to take me to a movie today," Cindy said, "it's at some theater called Leroy's. He said it's kinda of a hole-in-the-wall, but they show films that he thinks I'd really enjoy,"

Tori choked on the toast she'd just bitten off. Leroy's was an adult theater in the seedier part of town. Kids at school were always talking about sneaking in to see the skin flicks, but Tori didn't know much about it otherwise.

"I'm sure you're going to have a lot of fun," Tori said distantly.

"Do you want to come?" Cindy asked.

"No!"Tori said, a little too forcefully, "I mean, no thanks. I'm...well, I don't know what I'm going to do,"

Her thoughts turned to the black dildo on her nightstand, the ache in her cunt, the plug still lodged in her ass. She shook her head, trying to make the dirty thoughts go away. She had to get control of her cunt. She just had to!

"Well, if you change your mind you're always welcome," Cindy said, "I think I'll go have a shower!"

Tori gave her a little wave goodbye, then sat at the table and stared at nothing, munching her toast like a robot. What was she going to do? Her recent incarceration had guaranteed that she'd lost her place on the track team, so summer practice on Monday afternoons was out. That made her sad. She's spent the last decade on the track, and now it was gone. All her work amounted to nothing. She fought back tears at the thought, and instead tried to focus. She needed her life back on track. It was a new day, and she had all the power in the world to make it whatever she wanted. Except that her pussy was so hot.

She growled in frustration, and launched out of her chair. Before she knew exactly what she was doing, she was running out the door. She didn't care that she was in her bathrobe. She just wanted to run. She darted down the driveway. Fuck pacing herself. She hit the end of the drive at a dead run, like she was in the final heat, neck-and-neck with her sister on her heels. The warm summer air blew through her hair.

She banked right, down the sidewalk, ignoring the looks she got from people working in their yards. Her robe was starting to come undone, but she didn't even notice. Her mind was tunneled on the goal line, her bare feet slapping the concrete. They hurt, but the pain was good. It kept her centered, distracted her mind from the feelings in her cunt.

She was quite a sight, her robe billowing behind her, her body on display for anyone that could look quickly enough before she passed by. Her legs and lungs were burning now, but she pushed forward. This was right. This was what she knew. This is who she was. She was a track star, state champion. She was...running into a man's chest and bowling him to the ground!

She went down in a tangle of limbs, taking the stranger with her. They tumbled to the concrete with a mingled cry of surprise, and Tori rolled onto her back, looking at the sky. She heard the man groan as he slowly got to his feet, and then she saw a hand extended toward her. His face hovered over her, round, grinning, friendly. She saw his eyes scan her body, which was totally exposed. She blushed in embarrassment, but took his hand and let him help her to her feet. She quickly pulled her robe closed around her.

"I'm so sorry," she apologized, "I didn't even see you,"

"Well, I've been run over by far less attractive folks, so I guess It's alright," he replied, grinning.

Tori blushed, "Um, thanks. Are you okay?"

"Ha! Nothing broken, a little dusted up, but I'm fine. You?"

"I think so," she said.

Her knee was skinned, but otherwise, she seemed to be okay physically.

"I'm Bob, by the way. You run out here often?"

"Tori," she shook his hand, "I used to. I've been...away for a while, and I'm trying to get back into the habit,"

"Well, just a piece of advice, dear. You should probably wear something more aerodynamic if you want to get into running,"

Tori looked down at her robe and had to laugh. The line from Forrest Gump came out of her mouth before she could stop it.

"I just felt like running," she said, and they shared a laugh.

"Hey, I think I've seen you before somewhere," Bob said.

"I don't think so, unless you run high school track," she said.

"No, that's not it. I'm in advertising. Do you do any modeling, or something?"

"No,"

"Oh!" he cried suddenly, "Are you sure? You're the spitting image of the new Presley's poster girl. I mean, like, dead to rights you two are identical!"

"Presley's?" Tori asked.

"The swimsuit line. They make, like, every swimsuit sold in this half of the country. You probably own one, and don't even know it. I've been trying to get their business for years,"

It clicked in her, then.

"My sister," she said, "We're twins,"

"Now that is something else," he said, "Who would have figured?"

"Um, well, it was nice to meet you, Bob. Sorry for running you over,"

"Hey, if you ever want to give it a try yourself," he said, pulling a business card holder from his pocket, "don't forget about me,"

She took the card, and slipped it into the pocket of her robe.

"Thanks," she said, and started to walk back toward home. Bob began jogging in the opposite direction.

Winded, Tori pulled her robe tighter against her body. Now that she'd cleared her head with the run, she felt self-conscious. She couldn't believe she'd been running practically naked through the neighborhood. Bob had gotten a good look at her whole body, too. At least he'd been polite enough not to ask her about the chastity belt.

When she got back home, her father was pulling out of the drive. He stopped and waved her over, rolling down the window.

"I didn't know you left," he said.

"Went for a run,"

"Well, I locked the house up," he said, and held out a garage door opener through the window, "Good thing I caught you,"

She took it, "Thanks, daddy. Good luck today,"

"Thank you, sweetie. You have fun."

He pulled out of the drive and sped off. Tori walked up the drive, opening the garage door, and let herself into the house. The sound of someone groaning drew her to the living room. Cindy was on her knees, Mike on the couch, and the little redhead was slobbering on her brother's big cock. Tori knew it was wrong, but she stood in the doorway and watched her friend eagerly sucking away. Cindy caught sight of her and pulled her mouth off Mike's throbbing tool.

"Hi, Tori!" She called happily, "Would you like some?"

She held his stiff rod pointed in her direction, and Mike looked back over the couch, his mouth hanging open. Tori's insides were in turmoil. The sight of that big dick made her mouth water. Her cunt felt so wet. Mike didn't say anything, just watched her as she took a step into the room. Cindy went back to sucking, and Mike's focus returned to watching the small girl stuff as much of his manhood into her throat as she could.

"Oh, fuck," he moaned, "You're such a good cocksucker, baby,"

"Mmmm," Cindy purred.

Tori took another step, and then another. She remembered sharing Dr. Carlson's cock with Cindy several times, the two of them swapping his cum, their tongues and lips sucking at one another, sucking at his prick. Her mind, which had felt clear only moments ago, was now pushing her around the couch. Her voice was saying dirty things in the back of her mind.