The Dramatic Saga of Peter Q. Kleeshay

By: Billy_Ray77

Chapter Four

Pete left the kitchen in search of his sisters and found them in the living room watching TV and looking as lovely as ever.

"Whatcha watching?" He asked lightly.

"It's a Wonderful Life." Answered Mindy with a smile.

"Yes, yes it is." He said to no one in particular, taking a seat next to Megan.

"Don't you think it's a wonderful life, Megan?" he asked her innocently while tracing his fingers around a firm plump pleasure pillow pushing out the thin fabric of her t-shirt. A thrill rushed through him as he did this. For so long now he could only cast furtive glances at Megan's proud angel cakes, and always in fear she would catch him. Now he could stare all he wanted and, as he was doing now, touch them whenever he felt like it - and he knew he would feel like it a lot. He saw the briefest flash of rage in her eye before she succumbed to his programming and had to behave, outwardly at least, as though she were a willing, involved and exuberant participant.

"Yes it is, little brother," husked Megan, "but it will an even more wonderful life when I finally get a taste of your... your cum." Another brief flash in her eyes, this time, horror instead of rage. Horror, as the full implications of her situation finally crashed down on her like a ton of bricks dropped from someplace really high so that when they hit they will have spread out a bit and do far more damage than if they were just dumped out of a truck or something. These metaphoric bricks made her realize that he held total control over her; he could make her do anything, anything at all. She was defenseless, at the mercy of a person who hated her with a passion. A hatred she herself had germinated, planted, fertilized, and was now harvesting. She felt horror at what he was making her do, and horror at what he could, and very likely would, make her do. Pete noted this flash with a satisfied grin.

Pete was about to assure her that her worst fears were going to be realized when their mother entered the living room, momentarily distracting them.

"Megan," she said with a serious look on her face, "I've decided that it's time you stop being such a bitch. And by 'stop being a bitch' I mean you are going to be nicer. And by 'going to be nicer' I mean nicer to Pete. And by 'nicer to Pete' I mean you are going to have sex with him. And by 'going to have sex with him' I mean..."

"I think I know what you mean, mother. And I'm pretty sure I was going to be doing that anyway."

"What about me?" asked Mindy, reminding everyone she was there.

"I see no reason to leave you out," answered their mother. "But before you get involved in anything, I do have to know whether or not you are still a virgin."

"Of course, what do you think I am, some sort of disgusting slut?"

"Oh, wonderful! We can all participate in your deflowering. It'll be a beautiful event."

"I... uh..." stammered Pete, "I really... uh... don't... think that will be necessary."

"It most certainly IS necessary. Losing her virginity is one of those memories a girl should be able to cherish her whole life. We'll do candles and a hot bubble bath, a white robe, a trail of rose petals, Megan and I can get her warmed up and then you can deliver her first thrust, turning her into a woman right before our eyes." A tear formed in their mother's eye. "It'll be just <sniff> wonderful."

"But won't it hurt? I... I mean... she should have some privacy for it, it should be just me and her."

"Nonsense, her sister and I can get her so worked up she will hardly notice, and after the initial penetration we'll get her revved back up in no time and she'll have one orgasm after another until you deliver her first shots of cum deep into her fresh virgin womb." She had to stop talking and her hand to her mouth to stifle a sob. "She'll love you for it until the day she dies."

"But..." Pete was in panic mode, "what if... well... she isn't... you know... a... uh..."

"What are you trying to say, Pete?"

Megan had vague memories that the others didn't, memories of a period of time in which anything at all could have happened, and she was pretty quick at putting two and two together. Rudimentary math skills aside, she also considered her brother to be a pervert and she was pretty sure why he was so concerned about the subject of Mindy's virginity.

"I'll bet I know what he's talking about." She quipped.

"What's that dear?"

"Well, you guys don't remember it, it was while we were, uhm... uh... well, he had used a... like a thing... and we were...ya' know... then he... ah shit."

After a brief moment of concern, Pete breathed a sigh of relief as he remembered his commands were holding and Megan couldn't talk about the drug or its effects to the other women. Even if she had been able to mention the drug, the others would have promptly ignored her the moment she did. What Pete failed to realize was that Megan hadn't actually mentioned hypno-juice and sisters had a way of communicating.

"Oh my," gasped Mindy, "You're saying we were in a semi-catatonic hypnotic state due to a drug Pete slipped us when he commanded us to strip naked and then he popped my cherry!"

"I... I... I... I..." Stammered Pete.

"Oh PETER! How could you?" demanded their mother. "Didn't you know what a special event that is?"

"Well, no. Look, I was just trying to help."

"I can't believe I'm not a virgin." Moaned Mindy on the verge of tears.

Megan smirked, "What's the matter, pervert? Plan not coming together?"

"Megan," interrupted Pete, "I really think you should shut up." Pete suddenly remembered the obedience command he had programmed into all the women. "In fact I really think you should all just forget all about Mindy's virginity and never talk or think about it again." All he wanted to do right now was dip his wick in his sexy sisters. "Mom, I really think you should find something to do for a while."

There was a few seconds of uncomfortable silence as everyone's thinking adjusted to the new reality. Then:

"Well, look at the time," said their mother. "I have to get dressed, take care of some errands and go by the office for a while. You three behave yourselves and I'll be back later."

Pete blew out a sigh of relief and turned back to Megan with a smirk.

"So, Megan, you heard mom, now you have to have sex with me - but she didn't have to tell you that, did she? In fact, I could have sworn you were saying something to that effect just before she came in. I think you were telling me what would make your life more wonderful." He slid his hand up under the oversized shirt, running his fingers along the smooth skin of her legs until he had cupped her nearly hairless beaver. She tried to fight it but her programming asserted itself and she threw her head back moaning with pleasure.

"I... I need... your cum."

Pete felt her heated cunt consommé drenching his fingers.

"You're pretty wet right now, but I'm not going to make you go through this alone." He looked over at the lovely and loving Mindy, "hey Min, you want in on this, don't you?" It was more of a command then a question and Mindy brightened up.

"Why of course I do. You had better not have sex in this house without me." She added with a mischievous grin, rising from her seat and crossing the room dropping the articles of her brief outfit along the way so that her lithe curves were blatantly displayed for all to see by the time she grabbed Pete's face and nestled it between her perfect little pink nosed puppies. Megan enthusiastically stripped off her nightshirt with a short squeal of dismay.

While Pete luxuriated at the feel of his cheeks rubbing against the smooth soft skin of Mindy's mogambos, Megan engulfed his already hard beef bayonet in her warm inviting slurp slit. The wonderful sensation caught Pete off guard and had he not already blown his nut twice that day, he probably would have popped right then and there. With one arm around Mindy's lean physique and the other hand manipulating her little bishop, Pete licked her mammalian maracas and suckled her nipples while thoroughly enjoying Megan's expert skin flute sonata, too expert, in fact. In almost no time at all he felt his balls boiling and he pulled Mindy down into a passionate kiss as his dexterous dexterity took her to the brink of the orgasmic chasm then washed her over on a wave of ecstasy. He joined her with his protein smoothie flooding Megan's suck hole in surge after surge of explosive surges.

"Don't swallow it." He groaned in exquisite pleasure as she used her tongue to milk out every drop while ensuring that she didn't swallow any of it.

"Now," he ordered, leaning back in the comfortable couch, "give it to Mindy."

With her mouth full of his creamy seed Megan could do little more than whine like a puppy and cast pleading eyes towards Pete. Much to her dismay, she wanted to eat his man chowder more than anything in the world.

"No, that load belongs to Mindy, she earned it by being seductive and loving, you tried to cheat by moving in and sucking my cock while Mindy got me all excited. Give it to her, right now."

Mindy leaned down, her full soft lips parted slightly and Pete just had time to see her pretty pink tongue poking out before her beautiful lips pressed against Megan's in an ardent kiss. For a long time their lovely lips worked feverishly as Mindy sucked and lapped every bit of cock cream out of her older sister's sexy noise pit. She then sat contentedly back into the corner of the couch next to Pete, luxuriating in the afterglow.

"Mmm..." she moaned, her eyes rolled back into her head as though she were savoring to most delicious confection in the world. Megan looked on enviously, her tongue exploring every nook and cranny of her sexy talented dick sucker trying to make sure she had found and swallowed every trace of penis pudding that remained. She looked at his semi-hard pocket rocket with a hopeful glint in her eye.

"I tell you what," He told her encouragingly, "it's three thirty now, if you can make me cum by four o'clock, it's all yours."

Hope now burned brightly in her beautiful blue eyes as she began a well played game of tonsil hockey with his one eyed white snake. He quickly grew excited and knew what he wanted next. He pulled the gorgeous and voluptuous blonde cheerleader up to straddle him and quickly dropped her down, marveling at the wondrous friction as his fierce groin grizzly slid fully into her greedy crotch creature. She moaned with abandon as she bounced up and down, the juices from her dripping dick depot soaking his gooseberries and the couch below.

"Oh, Peter!" She cried, "it feels so good, it's never been like this before! So good, so good, Oh My God! So fucking gooood!" Megan came hard, bracing herself by hugging Pete tightly against her soft warm chichibangas.

She took a few seconds to savor the blissful moment then realized she was wasting time. With an eagerness that disgusted her, she began fucking in earnest.

"Okay, little brother," she whispered seductively, clenching her cock coozy as she slowly slid it up and down his massive muffin butterer. "Cum inside me. Give me that sweet thick cum that I so desperately need. Fill me up with it, fill my yearning pussy with your cum."

Pete felt his zipper wookie responding to her pleas but he wanted to feel his snake in Mindy's grass again before he came. He had already spewed his gravy three time in just a few hours and wasn't sure how many more he had in him.

"I have to fuck Mindy before you can have it, and she looks pretty out of it."

"Mindy," said Megan shaking her gently, "Mindy, time to go to work."

"Huh? Work?" Her cute naïve countenance looked adorably confused.

"Our brother needs to unload some of his precious sperm and you are just laying there. Get your little ass up here and fuck him."

"I'm tired, you fuck him."

"He's asking for you, bitch! Now get up here." She grabbed Mindy's arm and stood up at the same time, pulling her amazingly tight organ grinder up off his thick sausage with an audible pop.

Before Mindy could protest further Megan had her firmly impaled on his meaty missile. Pete groaned as his sister's tight panty oyster engulfed his throbbing wonka wand while he was treated to an up close and personal view of her sexy lean curves.

"Well!" exclaimed Mindy, "That was rude! But now that I'm here I can't complain too much. This is some quality cock." She smiled lovingly at Pete; he felt the warmth of her love burning into his soul and wanted to do something nice for her. "She was a little harsh just now, wasn't she? I really think you should make her lick your asshole until I'm ready to cum."

He heard a squeak from Megan as the programming caught her scream of outrage in her throat, making her once again a willing and enthusiastic participant.

Having been given the secret obedience words, Mindy looked over her shoulder at her big sister, "You heard him, start licking."

Megan, disgusted to the point of nausea, began eagerly licking Mindy's ass.

"Ohh... Mmmm... like that, more..." Mindy was enjoying the dual sensations of a tongue on her butt and a cock in her bush.

Megan, realizing that it was in her best interests that Pete shoot his wad quickly, began to caress his ass and tickle his balls. She was rewarded with a groan of pleasure and a tremble in his ass cheeks. She kept it up and hardly realized she had driven her tongue deeply into her sister when Mindy began to cry out.

"I'm Cumming! Ohhh.... Yessssss..... I'm Cumming!" Driven to lofty heights of passion and lust, language that had never before passed her lovely and innocent lips, a veritable litany of evil words that can't be said on television, came tumbling out. "Shit, Piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker and tits... it feels so... I'm Cumming!"

Mindy's ass clenched and fluttered against her sister's tongue as her lean gorgeous body convulsed in ecstasy, Megan squeezed Pete's love apples and, as she had expected, this drove him over the edge. She wrapped her fingers around the base of his baby maker and felt it swell and throb over and over as he once again pumped load after load of potent seed deep into Mindy's receptive womb.

"Hey!" complained Megan after everyone had recovered and she realized that she had just been fucked in more ways than one, "that was supposed to be mine. You promised."

"You're right, I did. Mindy, give it to her."

"What?" exclaimed a shocked Megan before the programming shut her up.

"You were saying something?" Pete asked her.

"It's just that I won't be able to get it all this way." She retorted petulantly.

"Don't worry," Pete assured her, "you'll have plenty of chances to get the all you want, all to yourself."

Cheered considerably by his altruistic promise Megan commenced to try and lick and suck every last vestige of his man-cream out of the cum soaked twat waffle. Her greedy tongue worked its way in and around Mindy's sensitive whisker biscuit, coaxing both sex sauce and orgasms out of her little sister, in fact, Mindy came twice before Megan decided she had gotten all there was to get.

After a rousing dinner, which featured Megan under the table to get her protein shake (she was, after all, on a perpetual diet) and Mindy and their mom treating Pete to seductive glimpses of their beautiful bodies as they ate, they spent the rest of the evening watching TV, Pete and Mindy cuddling together and Megan with her head in Pete's lap, his spent spunk splinter held in her mouth. Every now and then she would run her tongue along it, or give it a brief suckle. When it was finally time to turn in Pete was again sporting major wood and both sisters felt it fill their quivering quims with its throbbing power before he gave Megan another load of hot baby batter all to herself, much to her horrified delight.