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Subject: {ASSM} STORY: Slut Sister  (M/f, f/f, inc, creampie)
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My Slut Sister

This story isn't based on anyone, but I thought it was a nice
scenario.
This story contains depictions of an underage slut, a mildly
incestuous theme, and copious bodily fluids.
 Get yer groove on, or find another story.

Prost.

T.

Print version 0.5 - final edits.



My sister is a total slut.  Down to her emerald green toenails.  I am
the good one.  She knows it, even mom knows it.  As the slut and the
bad girl, she gets to do what she wants, and has all the fun.  So why
does the good girl always have to bail her out, keep her out of
trouble?  She is three years older than me; it shouldn't be my
responsibility to keep her from getting knocked up.  But it's always
me, keeping her slutty 15 year old body from getting pregnant.

Mom doesn't pay much attention to us anymore.  Certainly not on the
weekends, when she is either too drunk to notice anything, or out all
night getting herself into trouble.  Probably fucking the guys she met
at the bar she works at.  That is how she ended up with the two of us.
 After me, she found out she couldn't have any more kids, so she gives
it up to anyone now.

Candy is the same as mom.  She was the one who got mom's killer body,
big tits, and her perfect ass.  She was starting to develop when she
was 10.  I am 12 now, and I barely have any curves on me at all.  She
got all the looks, and I became the good little girl that stayed out
of trouble.  Maybe because trouble wasn't interested in a flat-chested
kid, not when it had candy's big melons to play with.

I know Candy was fooling around long before she actually had sex the
first time.  I think it was with one of Mom's boyfriends from the bar.
 Sometimes they were nice, but other times they were a little creepy. 
I remember Marty was that way.  He was nice to mom, and liked to come
over on Fridays and order pizza for us.  But when it got later, he
kept pouring mom drinks until she passed out.  Then he turned his
attention on Candy.

Uncle Marty, as he wanted us to call him, didn't like me around when
he came to sit next to my sister on the couch, or when he went to tuck
her in.  I would get sent to bed right away.  Nothing is worse than
being sent to bed, especially this guy.  I didn't like him at all, but
he wanted to be with my big sister, and to a 9 year old, that means
jealousy.  I would creep out of my room and look into the living room
where my mother would still be passed out, if Marty hadn't already
carried her to bed.  But the room would be dark except for the flicker
of the mute TV.  No candy; no Marty.  I went back into the hall to my
sister's room where the door was closed.  I didn't want to get to
close, but the light was on, and under the door I could hear little
moans and big growls.  But I could also hear my sis giggle, like
everything was ok.  I would listen for a while, but then I would get
tired or bored or frustrated that I didn't know what was happening
back there, so I would go to bed.  But Uncle Marty would stay in
Candy's room late.

One Saturday we were painting our nails when I finally had to ask her
what she did with Marty at night after mom fell asleep.  She grinned
at me, and said she couldn't tell me.  That made me mad.

"You will snitch.  I know you will, `cause you like to get me in
trouble.  So I am not telling you anything."  Her eyes told a
different story.  Her face was saying "I am dying to tell you!!" so I
had to pry.

"I won't tell anyone, I swear to G-O-D".  She stared at me, like she
was all serious.  I couldn't take the silence, so I added more, "on my
life I swear I won't tell anyone anything.  I won't snitch.  Ever."

She scooted closer to me" Dani, you are my little sister, but we have
to stick together.  Mom isn't around when we need her, and we have to
trust each other.  That means no more running and telling mom to get
me in trouble.  Even if you are mad at me, you have to stick with me,
and always keep secrets.   Do you understand me?"

"Yes, I do"

"OK.  Marty is teaching me things at night."

Now I was really jealous.  I liked to learn and I knew I was going to
be smarter than Candy, and he was teaching her?  "What is he teaching
you?  That's not fair!"

"He says it is things that girls need to know to get by, things mom
should teach us, but she won't.  But these are like dirty tricks. 
Like cheating.  Nobody can know, and I can use them to take care of
you when I have to."

"But what is he teaching you?"

Candy went back to her big grin.  "How to suck his cock, for one
thing."  I heard what she said, but it didn't register in my head
then.  Suck his... his thing?  I knew the phrase, it was a blow job,
but that was still just something you heard in school, or on tv.

"He tells you how to .. do a blowjob?" I wasn't getting this yet.

"He doesn't tell me, he shows me.  You remember when we saw mom doing
it on the couch to the biker guy with the beard?  That time I came and
got you out of bed to see what they were doing on the couch?  He was
watching the dirty movie while she had his dickey in her mouth?  I
told you that was a blowjob, and mom does them all the time to get men
to give her things like drinks, dinner, take her on trips. "

"So Marty is showing you what mom does with his dick?" I was trying to
use the grown up terms.  Dickey was a little girl word, and I know
Candy used it for me.

"Yes.  I have been doing it for him, and it's not what we thought at
all.  Blowjob is stupid, that isn't what you do at all, you suck, but
not like a straw, like a lollipop."

A lollypop?"  That made me giggle.  I pictured Marty with a lollypop
instead of a dickey.  That was funny, but Candy kept on.

"You now how with a lolly, you have to lick it all over then suck the
juice away, and lick again??  Well sucking cock is the same way.  You
just keep doing that, and play with your hands, and you get the
treat."

That last part lost me again, and she could tell.  I must have
scrunched up my forehead thinking about the treat.  "The treat isn't
that good, but Marty really likes when he squirts it in me, and then
he does really nice things for me.  I don't mind, but it feels a
little funny.  You remember when we watched mom, and the bearded guy
started jumping in his seat, and he made the noise, like he was hurt. 
He held mom in place, and we thought she bit him, but he was giving
the treat to her, and she ate it like you are supposed to.  Marty
calls it cum, and he tells me when he is going to squirt it in my
mouth."

"How does it taste?" was all I could think to ask.

"Salty, but kinda good.  But when I suck it all out of him, he gets
really nice.  You know how he has been buying us better dinner and
presents when he comes over.  He tells me that's what girls like me
get."

"Can I watch?"

And that is how I ended up in her closet watching through a cracked
door, while candy stripped off her clothes and wiggled for Uncle Marty
while he stroked his dick watching her move.  He liked sucking her
boobies and squeezing her ass.  He laid back against the headboard and
had my sister straddle his chest, but facing the other way.  She bent
over, and he was spreading her cheeks and looking at her butthole.  He
told her it was pretty, and he said he liked her cherry.  That's when
he bent his head down and started kissing her there.  Candy's eyes got
real wide and she stopped breathing for a minute.  When she started
again with a gasp, Marty's hand went to her head, and he pushed her
onto his dick.

Candy kept her mouth wide open and moved up and down on his dick,
getting it shiny and wet while he as making kissing sounds between her
legs.  He was squeezing her butt a lot while he did this, then he
started to moan, and then grunt.  Finally I saw his hands go back to
my Sis's head and he did what we saw the other guy do to mom.  He held
her head and started to jerk his hops and legs a little.  I saw Candy
swallow 2 or 3 times before he let her go.

Shortly after that, he hugged my sis, and told her he had to check on
mom.  That's when she came to me in the closet.  "Did you see?"

"Yes.  Did it hurt?  What was he doing to your butt?"

"It wasn't my butt, retard.  When you are bent over, it's your poonie
that sticks out.  He was licking me there."

Did it feel good?"

"Best thing ever.  Right along the slit, it feels so good.  He says
that he doesn't like to lick mom, but cherries are different.  He says
they taste better.  But he wants to stick it in me.  I can tell, he
sometimes rubs his dickey along the slit and says he wants to open
me."

"Are you going to?  Let him in you?"

"No.  That's how babies are made.  That's how you and I were made. 
And if I do it with him, then I will get pregnant, and then mom will
know. "

"But you let him rub it down there, he could just trick you."

It's not the dick in you; it's the treat, his cum.  That's what you
have to keep out of you.  I won't let him."


I should have known, even then, that Candy wouldn't last long.  I was
in the closet again after mom was in bed.  I must have fallen asleep,
because it took a while to get mom in bed.  When I opened my eyes, I
heard a muffled sound.  I looked out of the closet door, and I saw
Marty on top of Candy.  Her big tits were standing right up, and her
legs were wrapped around his lower back.  He was naked between her
legs, and his hands were holding my sister's wrists over her head. 
She was making a sound, but it was muffled through something.

Marty squeezed his butt, and moved a little forward.  Candy arched her
back, and I could see that something was in her mouth.  It looked like
her panties from tonight.  White cotton with little hearts on them.  I
could figure out why she had it in her mouth.  Whenever he pushed into
her, she made noise, which I imagine would have been loud if she
didn't have her undies in her mouth.

"Yes, little girl... you feel it opening?  You feel me moving in? 
Daddy likes it in there.  He likes it tight, baby.  Yeah, so tight I
can't move.  Oh you are so wet, little girl.. So perfect.  I love your
baby cherry, love it so much..."  He kept going on like that, talking
about her cherry and saying he was her Daddy.  That was weird, and I
don't think Candy was listening.  Her eyes were closed and she looked
really sweaty.  After a while, he seemed to be all the way in her; I
couldn't see any light in between them.

They stayed like that for a little while, and I just heard them
breathing hard, then he started moving again, and Candy began to moan.
 She sounded sore and tired through her panties.  But  as he moved in
and out of her, in long slow strokes all the way in and back out
again, her moans got quicker, and started to sound a little like when
he licks her.  It wasn't long before Marty started making the sound he
makes when he squirts in my sister's  mouth.  She knew it too, because
she made a different noise and her eyes got really wide and she
started shaking her head NO, over and over.  Marty lifted himself up,
and started pumping his dick with his hands.  It looked really wet,
and it seemed to have some red on it, but his hand was moving so fast.
 Then he made his sound, and I saw it.

I thought it would be a bigger deal, but there it was.  His treat that
Candy had been swallowing, it was one short pop, and a little dribble.
 It shot out of him fast and went past my sister's tits and onto her
face.  The next squirts landed on her tits, and the last dribble went
to her belly button.  That was it.  The way Candy talked, I thought it
would be like a hose, like when you pee.  But not at all.  Then, like
usual, he just lay there on her.  Finally he pulled her panties out of
her mouth, and looked like he was going to kiss her, when the both
looked up, like they heard a noise.  He moved quickly out of bed and
out the door with his pants under his arms.  He closed the door behind
him, and candy jumped out of bed and over to e to see if I saw it.


"Yes."  How could I not. That was dumb.  I looked at all the white
stuff on her boobs.  But not totally white, kinda clear, not like
milk, but like the soft soap we use.  More like that, but still
different.

"You want to taste it?" Candy asked looking down at her boobs, covered
in his treat..  "Go on.  You need to have your first taste so it
doesn't surprise you."  So I did.

"You like it?" She asked.

"No.  It's salty, and it's s gooey.  It's like snot.  Oh and it's
warm."

"It's actually hot when it comes out of his dick.  This has been out
if him for a little while.  It's better straight from the hose."

She told me what it felt like and it scared me.  I didn't care how
good it felt at the end, I didn't like how it looked when he was
breaking her cherry.  That looked painful, and she showed me where she
bled a little.  I don't like to bleed.  And I don't think I am going
to ever let a boy make me bleed like she was.  Candy was not as
alarmed as me.  She acted like it was n big deal.  Not what I saw,
that was a big deal.

"He almost didn't pull out of you in time."

"But he did, didn't he?"  She smiled like she was so cool.

But next time me might slip and stay in you." I said.  I didn't like
watching anymore and didn't want to.  But I am always right about
Candy, and I could have guessed it would happen soon. I just didn't
expect the solution.

"Help" she said, standing by my bed.  I had been asleep for a little
while, but it couldn't have been that long.  She was naked by my bed
and looked scared.

"What's wrong with you?"  I was trying to clear my head, but she took
my arm and pulled me from my warm covers.

"Come with me" she said, and led me out of my room and into the
bathroom in the hall.  I blinked at the harsh lights in there.  Candy
leaned against the seat and spread her legs.  "He said he wouldn't. 
He said he was going to put it in my mouth where he likes it.  But
then it all came out of him while he was still in me.  I started
calling him Daddy, and he ... I don't know.  Slipped, or something."

I could see what she was talking about.  Her pussy was only a little
fuzzy with her pubescent hair, but I could see her lips were red and
slick.  There was that creamy stuff that I have seen on her tits, and
in her mouth before, it was kinda drooling out of her poonie, but it
wasn't coming out much.  I knew what this meant.  "Candy you need to
clean it up before it's too late!  If mom finds out about Marty, she
will kill you!"

"Help, please, I don't want to be pregnant yet.  You have to help!" 
She was frantic and her eyes were panicked.  I knew she would be no
help.

"Maybe a bath would help get it out?"

What if the water washes it in deeper?"  Maybe she was right out that.
 You usually get water up in you when you sit in the tub, and it would
take time to fill up the tub.  If our shower head came off, then we
could hose her out, but it didn't.  Then I thought of something.

"Remember that time at camp, when we learned about snake bites?" 
Candy nodded, but she wasn't following me.  "Maybe it's like poison,
and I could suck it out before it gets bad.  Candy's eyes got a little
wider.

"Yeah, maybe you could just suck it out.  Hurry, before I get
pregnant, get it out of me."

I went down on my knees in front of her while she leaned back against
the sink and lifted one leg up on the toilet seat, opening her pussy
up completely.  Was mine going to look like that?  She was all wet and
a little slimy all around.  And it was really red, like when you have
a rash.  Not a light pink like mine.  But then, I wasn't getting a
smelly grown up dickey in mine every other day.

"Hurry" she said with a desperate, imploring tone.  I remember tasting
some of the cum when Marty put it all over her breasts.  I don't know
how she eats it, I hated it.  And now I have to put it the last place
I want it, back in my mouth, all to save my sister.

I went up to her wet poonie, and did it just like I saw them do it at
camp, except it was like one hole instead of bite marks.  I figured
poison didn't taste good either, but you had to get it in your mouth
so save someone.  I started sucking and right away I could taste it. 
It was thick and hot and very salty, almost a little bitter as it ran
into my mouth in globs.  When I had a good mouthful, I pulled back to
spit it out, but Candy was holding my head to her.  She sounded
scared.

"Don't stop, please you have to keep sucking.  You can't stop, you
have to... Get it all, just suck it out, please." I had no choice but
to swallow it.  I know that isn't what you do with poison, but I knew
Candy had been swallowing this same stuff for over a month, and there
was nothing wrong with her.  I thought her tits seemed bigger since
she started.  So I held my breath, and swallowed down the first blob
of Uncle Marty's cum from my sisters loose poonie.

"Yes... I feel it coming out.  You are doing really good, I can tell
it's working.  You need to open me up for and get it all out."  I
mumbled something into her little bush, because she was holding my
face against her wet slit even harder.  She must have understood that
I couldn't get more.  "Use your tongue, OK?  That way you can open me
up to where he shot it.  He was all the way in me when he did it."

I snaked my tongue into her, and was amazed at how the flavor changed,
to something more like ocean water.  Very salty, but not as bitter as
Marty's pure cum.  Candy started squeezing her thighs against my head
and moaning while I licked out every last trace of Marty's treat.  I
was so mad at him for doing this, and not cleaning it out himself. 
This was his responsibility, but I guess he had to make sure mom
didn't get up and see this.

Candy moaned louder, and it grew into a little whine, then a whimper. 
She was squeezing my face hard, but then I felt a flow of thick fluid
into my mouth.  That had to be the rest of it.  Something happened in
Candy to release and flood it all out.  I was relieved that it was
over, but it was a good minute before she let go of me.

My face was soaked.  I looked like mom when she sucks the dickey of
one of the big guys and she is drunk.  I have seen her come home with
wet cummy lips, and now that's what I had.  But I had never touched a
boy's dickey yet, I was just saving my big sister's neck.

Candy looked flushed, her neck was a little splotchy, and she was
breathing hard.  I guess she was really worried about Marty losing
control like he did.  She looked at me and smiled really big.  "That
was great.  Amazing.  You did a really good job.  I think you got
every last drop!"

It felt like it.  I was still sitting on the bathroom floor with all
the goo on my chin starting to dry.  I was a little out of breath from
it all, and my neck was a little sore from where she was holding me. 
I got up and went to the sink to wash my face, but candy stopped me
just before I splashed the water on me.

"Thank you.  You are the best sister." and she gave me a little kiss
on my cheek, right where I had a bunch of Marty's cum.  Then she went
out of the bathroom, leaving me to clean up.  When I came out into the
hall, she had gone back into her room.  I guessed that Marty was still
in there, unless she kicked him out.  But he liked being with her so
much, I imagined that he wouldn't want to leave unless she had to.  I
went back to bed, and tried to get to sleep.  I wondered if I had
really gotten it all out of Candy's poonie.  Maybe I missed a little
drop?  I thought maybe I should go back to her room and try to suck
some more out of her, just in case.  But the last thing I was going to
do was be in the same room with Marty.  I had tasted his treat, his
cum twice, and I didn't like it the first time when it was on Candy's
big tit, and I really didn't like that he almost made my sis pregnant.
 I fell asleep promising that I wouldn't ever be like Candy, and
wouldn't believe a man when he said he wouldn't cum in me.  I know
they lie just to get a chance to knock you up.

The problem with Marty went away eventually, but I went through the
routine of cleaning my sister's poonie at least once a week after that
first time.  By the third time, she didn't even seem alarmed anymore. 
She just came and got me up, and brought me to the bathroom, where she
sat up on the counter, and spread her legs wide for me.  She still
liked to hold my head while I cleaned her.  Soon she started talking
to me while I licked.  She would tell me to clean her pussy real good,
and direct me.  She would tell me when to suck and when to lick, and
when to slow down, or go harder.  And she always would squeeze my head
with her legs just before flooding my mouth with all the goo and juice
from her sex with Marty.  It was only a couple of nights after that
when she came in to my room, but didn't get me out of bed.

I woke up when Candy came in.  I slept light until I had sucked out
the cum, because I knew she would be coming in, and there is no point
in settling down.    This time she came right into my room, and got up
onto the bed.  Before I could get up or even say anything, she moved
her naked sweaty body over me, and kneeled over my face.  She put her
hand up on the wall over my head, and used her other hand to open up
her used poonie.  "You know what to do Dani.  I think it will come out
better if I am not leaning back."  And she lowered herself down to my
face.

She was right about more coming out.  But she also held me very
tightly between her legs.  I couldn't move at all, and she didn't have
to hold my head.  While she moaned and talked about her sloppy pussy
(what she started calling it.  I guess Marty wasn't calling it a
cherry anymore now that he had used it) she was using her hands all
over her body, rubbing her tits, and pinching herself, and dumping her
fluid into my mouth.

   It was only a couple of times later that mom caught them.  Marty
and Candy started getting sloppy, and weren't really hiding it like
they should.  He kissed her on the lips when she was still awake, and
would pat her bottom when he was next to her.  Mom may have been a
drunk, but she could tell something was up.  One night she must have
only pretended to fall asleep, and when she went to their room, she
found her little girl naked with her boyfriend's dick in her mouth. 
Marty hadn't taken his clothes off yet, he just whipped it out for
Candy to suck.  Candy was already naked and wet waiting for her
daddy-lover to come to her.   She attacked Marty scratching his face
and kicking him.  Marty ran for the door, and that's what I saw from
the door to my room.

After he was gone, Mom took Candy over her knee and spanked her bare
bottom, but mom couldn't hurt her they way she could when we were
little girls.  And soon after she started, she stopped slapping my
sisters pink ass, and just cried.  I felt horrible watching this.  I
was glad I wasn't getting spanked, but was really worried that mom
would find out I knew about this and didn't tell.

Mom decided that it was her fault and she was going to get sober.  She
started going to meeting with others that were trying to quit.  This
didn't mean that she stopped bringing men home, just that she wasn't
drunk when she did it.  After a few weeks, I decided that people in
these meetings had more sex with each other than they did when they
were drunk.  But she never let the men out of her sight.  Not even
when Candy tried to get their attention.  She would walk out in the
living room wearing almost nothing, or would bend over when she wasn't
wearing panties under her long t-shirt, and showed the different men
her pussy-cat.  I know they saw, and they liked it, but mom wasn't
going to let it happen, and Candy obviously missed what she was
getting with uncle Marty.

But with mom at meetings, there were at least 3 times a week that we
were home alone, and knew when she would be getting home.  It was
about 3 hours of just us little girls all alone.  I don't know how mom
thought it would be ok.

It had been a weeks since her last dick in her, although she told me
that boys at school felt her boobs all the time.  She told me that
boys like to grab her tit when they pass her in the hall.  Sometimes
they go so fast that she doesn't know who felt her, but they started
noticing that she didn't try to stop them.  Other girls got mad when
they did it, but Candy said she stayed in the hall till the bell rang,
letting boys get a couple feels before class.

Candy also liked to sit in the back of the bus with the rowdy boys. 
She lets different boys feel her boobs under her shirts, and said that
some of them (brave ones) will feel her poonie under her dress.  None
of them had put their fingers up into her yet, but she likes when they
feel how wet she is through her panties.  But the bus driver is always
watching the back of the bus, and she doesn't want to get in trouble
for sucking cock n the school bus.  When she told me that she wanted
to do that, I told her to promise she wouldn't.  There is no way not
to get caught.  She could only do it where no one would catch her. 
That meant here, at home.  So that's where she got it.

The first time, she begged mom to let us have pizza while we watched a
movie.  Mom gave her some money, and made Candy promise to give the
delivery boy a good tip, and not to keep the money for her self.

Luckily for her, the delivery boy was an older guy, in his 20's, not a
high-schooler. .  She greeted him at the door, wearing almost nothing.
 A tiny thin t-shirt that was cut short to show off the bottom curve
of her tits.  That, and some tiny little panties, that she outgrew
years ago.  I stayed on the couch, but could hear as she took him into
the kitchen.

"Mommy said to give you a good tip.  I have $4 for you, or instead,
you can play with these. "

There was a pause.  "Don't worry, my mom isn't home, and my sis knows,
I like boys and she never tells."  I knew she had lifted her shirt,
and he said something like `Oh Yeah' as he squeezed her tits and bit
into her nipples.  After a few minutes of this silent shuffling, I
heard her say, "That's enough for you, now it's time for my tip."

It was quiet except for Candy's slurping sounds, and the occasional
moan.  But after 5 minutes, the boy's voice got kinda high pitched,
and he started swearing.  He must have been cumming in my slutty
sister's mouth.  Soon after that, he quickly went out the door, but
not before my sister told him that my mom was at meeting every Friday
night from 7 until 10, and that she sure did like veggie pizza.

Candy came back to the couch with a slice for me.  She had cum on her
chin, but didn't notice or care.  Her shirt was still up over her
tits, which were a little red from where hw was grabbing her.  Candy
looked at me and smiled.  Then she handed me the tip money mom gave
her.  She had promised not to keep it herself.

That next Friday, he showed up a little after seven, just like she
told him to.  He brought the pizza into the living room for me, and
then she led him into the kitchen, where Candy would take a throw
pillow so she didn't have to kneel on the cold floor.  It only took 5
minutes or less, and he left smiling.  I knew he'd be back.  Boys love
Candy.

He was back the next day.  I was out with my friend from school, and
when her mom dropped me off at home, I was surprised to find a strange
car there.  I went in and didn't see anyone, but I smelled something a
little funny, like smoke.  Candy's door was open and I heard her
inside, giggling.  I wasn't surprised to see her naked in her room,
but I wasn't expecting to see her smoking with the pizza guy.  He
wasn't wearing the uniform, and he looked a lot older than he did the
other night when he was getting sucked off in the kitchen.

I ducked back into the hallway when I saw them, and neither of them
saw me.  My sister was smoking, and of course he was so into her bare
tits he wouldn't have seen me if I kicked him.  I knew my sister
didn't smoke, because you can smell it on people's clothes.  Mom
smokes in her room, and it is really obvious, even though she tries
not to let us know.  It only took a minute for it to dawn on me - that
wasn't a cigarette she was smoking.  I have been through all the drug
education at school to know marijuana when I saw it.  Candy was
getting high, right in her room.  Her door was open to hear if mom
came home.  I slunk off to my room, but before long I could hear my
sister getting fucked again.  Since Uncle Marty always stuffed her
mouth with her panties, I was a little shocked at all the noise.  She
was swearing, and screaming a lot.  Saying the things she would say
when I cleaned her, only louder.

I guess I wasn't quiet enough.  A little while after the moaning
stopped, she was in my room, and I was back to work between her legs. 
The taste was much different this time.  It wasn't as bitter in my
mouth.  It didn't taste good, but it was a lot better than Marty's.

When she got off of my face she just got off the bed and stretched her
arms up to the ceiling.  She gave me a little smile and sauntered her
naked ass out of my room while I lay there with boy spunk and my
sister's pussy all over my face, in my mouth, and in my tummy.  I was
getting used to it being all over me, that I just lay in my bed for a
while.  It wasn't until is started to dry that I got up to wash off. 
When I came out of the bathroom, I heard Candy in her room, fucking
again!  Marty always fucked her once, then left.  This guy only
finished in her a few minutes ago.  I started getting angry.  She just
doesn't care.  She uses me to keep her from getting pregnant.  I was
sick of this.  She didn't even thank me for what I just did to her,
and she is doing it again.  I wasn't going to eat her boyfriends cum
again.  Not twice in the same afternoon.  I grabbed my shoes and ran
out of the house.  I would just tell her that I wanted to go for a
walk.  Leave them to be alone for a while, and I didn't know she would
need it again.  I would show her that it was her fault for not taking
care of this herself.

I stayed out until it was getting dark.  They must have finished hours
ago, and Candy was left with her own problems.  I came home worried
about what would happen, but proud that I didn't stay and fix her
problem again.  That changed when I got home.  Mom was there and she
looked upset.  She told me that she came home to find Candy locked in
the bathroom, and she wouldn't come out.  I went to the door and she
let me in.

Candy looked like she had been crying.  She was wet from the shower,
and was only in a towel.  She looked at me with red eyes and a pout. 
"Where did you go?  I needed you."

"I went for a walk.  I get to do that, you know.  I am not just here
to clean you up after you have fun."

"But..." she stammered

"But nothing.  You shouldn't have assumed.  I have a life, you know." 
I was going to continue, since she wasn't fighting me back, but she
started to cry again.  I began to feel bad.  After all, I didn't tell
her I was leaving, and I had always done this for her, so why wouldn't
she assume I would again.  I tried to be nice and hug her.

Candy was blubbering, "I don't want to get pregnant, I don't.  I like
Frank, but I don't want a baby, I don't.  Oh Dani, what if I am?"  She
looked really scared.  Her hands were shaking.  I felt really bad.

"How long ago did you... did he, I mean... You know.  How long ago did
he finish?"  It was weird.  I had been eating cum from her pussy, but
I was afraid to say the word.

"I don't know.  A while.  I didn't see what time it was.  Do you think
it's too late?"

"I don't know, but I will try."  And I led her to the middle of the
bathroom where I laid down on my back.  This was the position where
the most came out of her.  Candy let the towel drop to the floor and
placed her feet on either side of my shoulders and carefully knelt
down over my mouth.  I could tell that she had cleaned a lot out of
her in the bath, but I could still taste him all up inside her.  I
stuck my tongue in deep and opened her pussy up.  I felt a little drip
in my mouth, so I started sucking and licking, franticly trying to get
it all from her.  I could see Candy watching me intently; our eyes
locked while my mouth found her familiar channel.  Her worried
expression started to fade as I worked my tongue in her, swiping away
at her pussy walls for any clinging boy cum.  It wasn't long before
she was shaking all over, and biting her hand to not make any noise,
not with mom home.  Before long she would be flooding my mouth.  I
always knew when she was clean, because the juice flowing into my
mouth would only taste like her.

This time, when we were done, she helped me up and cleaned my face
with a damp towel.  She told me she was sorry, and that she would make
Frank (that was the guy's name) wear a rubber when he wanted her
again.  This was maybe the scare she needed to straighten up, although
I was nervous about her getting high this afternoon.  She doesn't make
the best decisions anyway.

We left the bathroom friends, and mom wasn't so worried.  If I took
care of the problem, whatever it was, then she didn't have to.  True
to her word, Candy didn't come to me with a full load again.  I guess
she is so good with what she does, that Frank agreed to rubbers just
to get more of her.  She was probably still swallowing his load a lot,
just not letting it shoot up inside her.

On the other hand, I know that she was still getting high with him. 
She still had him come over when mom was at her meeting, and they were
very good at ignoring me and getting right into the sex, but since she
wasn't going to risk pregnancy, I thought she was doing pretty good,
and I just went to my room and tried not to listen to her moans and
screams while they went at it in the living room.  He was over a lot,
and I know that she got stoned with him whenever he was there, but he
didn't seem to be delivering pizza anymore.  I wondered what he did
for money to buy pot, but that wasn't my problem.  But it became my
problem

Candy was asking for a big favor.  A really big one.  Not for free,
either.  She was offering me some money, and she would have Frank give
me rides if I wanted to go somewhere with my friends, it was a sweet
offer.  She said she needs me to clean her once more.  I was a little
puzzled; I though Frank was using the rubbers.

"It's not for Frank" she said.  Now I was very puzzled.  "It's
complicated.  Frank... well Frank and I, we owe this guy some money,
see?  And well, not only that, but this guy can hire Frank to work for
him, but it's a great way to make money, so we have to do something
for him.  Something so that he will forget what we owe him, and he
will let Frank work for him.  Do you understand?"

"I think so."  I totally understood, but I couldn't believe it.  She
was spreading her legs for somebody to get money for her boyfriend. 
There was a word for this, but I couldn't believe I was hearing it. 
Or could I?  Nothing about Candy should have surprised me by this
point.

"The deal is that he doesn't wear rubbers.  So I have to make this
really good for him.  He has agreed to the money we owe, but he said I
have to be good for the job, so I want to make him really happy.  Then
we will be OK, and won't have to do it again."

I nodded in shock.  It was going to be Friday while mom was gone.  I
was told to stay in my room until she came and got me.  It would only
be this once, and she paid me in advance.  So I sat on my bed, trying
to read.  It was no big deal, just like all the other times I saved
her.  But this time it just felt different.  Maybe it was the way she
was preparing for it.  I wasn't sure.

About 8 o'clock I heard voices in the hall, Candy, her boyfriend
Frank, and another voice.  Then they were back in her room and it was
quiet again.  I went back to my book and tried to relax.  It was about
20 minutes later that I heard Candy start.  The usual moaning and
talking dirty.  This kept up, and then stopped for a little bit before
starting up again.  It was a little different this time.  I couldn't
hear what she was saying, but her voice sounded a little sharp.  She
started making her sex noises like she always did, but they were a
little more intense this time.  And it went on for a long time.  She
was really getting into it, hard this time.  I couldn't help but
listen to her pitch change in a steady rhythm like riding over speed
bumps really fast.  This guy must have really been pounding into her
hard.

God this went on a long time.  Longer than any other guy who had been
on my sister.  Finally it reached a screaming peak, and then it got
quiet.  Her sex noise had been going on for so long, it was a little
strange hearing nothing in the house.  I guess when he was finished
she would come in here to clean up, so I just waited.  When the door
opened, I was ready to lie down and have her mount my face, but it was
Frank who came in.  He had never been in my room before, so I felt a
little weird.  I suppose he knew our arrangement, but it still made me
feel funny, him seeing me ready like this.  I realized, really for the
first time, that I had been eating his treat.  His cum, through my
sister.  I guess he knew this, too.  After a minute he came over to me
bed and took my hand and told me to come to Candy's room.  I was glad
when that moment where we just looked at each other ended, and I could
get this over with.


I had just peaked my head out of my room when I saw him.  The guy that
was doing all this.  He was leaving her room, a creepy older guy,
kinda skinny with a mustache, and kinda bad skin.  He didn't see me at
all; he was still buckling his pants.  Frank moved away from me and
went to walk him out.  He signaled me to go to her room with a nod of
his head.  I waited until He and Frank were past me, I didn't want him
to look at me, and he just gave me the creeps.  I could hear a little
of what the old guy was saying, something about "her hot ass" and
something about an arrangement.  I guess she did what she had to do.

The smell in Candy's room was pretty intense.  My sister was face down
on the bed, but slowly getting up; the sweat that covered her naked
body was starting to dry but she was still glistening.  She seemed
really unstable, as she moved up to her elbows and looked around the
room.  The bed was a wreck, she legs were still spread wide, and I
could see how her whole bottom was red with hand marks, like she had
been handled real hard.

Candy rolled her head over toward me.  Her air was mussed up and
sweaty, and her eyes looked funny, like the pupils were too big.  I
think she was high again, maybe on something else.  She smiled at me,
just like the same old Candy.  "You need to get it out, Dani", she
said, and her smile got a little bigger.

 Candy, moved up to her hands and knees on the bed, but was still
moving slow and unsteady, she seemed pretty sore.  She moved over to
the side of the bed, and let her legs fall to the floor so that she
was bent over the bed; kneeling on the floor, and resting her tits and
head up on the bed.  He legs had bumped something out of the way when
she went down to the floor.  It was a little plastic jar.

I was still standing in the doorway, not sure about what she wanted me
to do.  I thought maybe she was waiting for me to lie down, so she
could sit on my face and let her poonie drain into me, like we usually
did.  But when I knelt down behind her she reached back and opened her
bottom with both hands, spreading her poonie and her butt wide.  This
didn't look right at all.  Her poonie was very wet and red, like it is
when she has been fucking, but that wasn't where the cum was.  She was
bent over showing me her bottom hole, her asshole.   Candy's asshole
was all red and dripping with cum.  I had seen her ass before, since
she usually doesn't wear any clothes when she is around the house, but
it looked much bigger, stretched and shiny wet. I was still kneeling
behind her; I didn't know what to do here.   Candy looked back at me
over her shoulder, still holding her ass open, "Please Dani.  I need
you to clean me."

"But Can, this is... it isn't where you... I don't think this is where
you are... where he was supposed to..."

"I know, honey.  I didn't know he would, but that's where he wanted
me.  He said my cunt wasn't tight enough for him to cum, and he needed
me this way.  Hurry, or you will get me pregnant.  It has to come out.
 Only you can do it". She was pleading when I felt hands on my
shoulders.  It was Frank.  He had come back while I was staring at my
sister's wet gooey ass.  I didn't really resist as he gently, but very
firmly, moved me forward between her spread knees, guiding my face to
her bottom.

As my lips touched her sensitive flesh, I just began to do like I
always have.  One long swipe with my tongue to get all the goo that
was dripping out before I reach into her cunt with my tongue.  But it
isn't her cunt, not this time.  I could taste all the treat, the cum
all over my tongue.  A lot had oozed out of her.  It tasted really
different this time.  I guess guys taste different, but this is a
different part of my sister.  I really tried not to think about that.

 Candy moaned and gave a little shudder when my tongue ran up her
backside, but her legs really shook when I slid my soft tongue up into
her wet, fucked ass tunnel.  This is how I opened her poonie up, and
it worked for this, too.   A hot slimy load came right out of Candy's
loose bottom and into my mouth.  I could still taste the difference,
but there were still familiar tastes, like the saltiness of cum, and I
could still taste my sister's poonie juice.  If he was doing her the
regular way, he was probably pretty wet when he switched to this.

Candy started really moaning loud, her voice was gravely from all her
screaming earlier.  She really liked it when I pushed my tongue up in
her, and she started grinding her ass into my face.  Then she began to
grunt as I snaked my tongue around the tunnel to clean out the
clinging sperm, but it is so much tighter and smaller than her poonie,
I wasn't sure I was getting the job done.  Candy reached back and held
my head in between her round ass cheeks while she pushed back with
little fucking motions.  That's when I heard Frank moan a little, and
his pants were jingling a little.  I think he started beating off
while I was doing this.  I felt my face flush deep red.  It was one
thing to keep this between sisters, but I didn't like him anyway, and
now he was playing with himself right next to me while I cleaned my
sis.  But what was I doing?  I know you couldn't get pregnant like
this?  Could you?  Maybe it could leak over?

 My sister's fingers brushed me down by my chin, she was franticly
rubbing her poonie, and I could feel my chin getting wet.  Behind me,
Frank was pumping his dick, just behind my head.  I needed to finish
and get out of here.  I worked my tongue all around her stretched ass
ring.  That pushed Candy over the edge again, and she started shaking
and moaning very loud, suddenly her ass ring tightened around my
tongue like she was pulling it in.  Was that what her ass did when a
dick was in her? Did this pull the cum out of the guy?  It felt like
her little hole was sucking my tongue.  Maybe there was more in her,
deep inside.

It was time for the last part.  When Candy moaned loud like this, it
was time to suck the last bits out.  I locked my lips around the
opening, which was a lot easier back here than on her poonie.  She was
pretty open from all my licking, so I sucked on her little hole really
hard.  Candy screamed really loud, and I thought I hurt her, but her
hand was locked on the back of my head, pulling my between her cheeks.
 I guess she needed that last suck, because a big salty glob of cum
popped into my mouth.  I swallowed it as quickly as I could.  
Suddenly I heard Frank grunting and something was hitting my hair.  He
was shooting it all in my hair.  I hated him.

He pressed his dick into my hair and leaned against me.  He was
pushing his hips a little and pressed me into her ass while she pushed
back a little.  It was like he was fucking her with my tongue.  I was
so tired and confused I let him do it for a little bit, until Candy
fell forward onto the bed, still high and shaky.  She was a little
giggly, like she is after sex.

"Thanks, Dani.  You better go back to bed before Frank wants something
new."

I pretended not to know what she was talking about.  I got up and went
out the door, not looking up.  I went right to the bathroom to wash my
face.  I guess I have to wash my hair, too.  I hate being the good
sister.


THE END


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