3 comments/ 43869 views/ 20 favorites Sister's Shadow II By: Couture Sister's Shadow - A Sister Escapes Jill had attended parties before. Parties that were just like this when she was in high school. At those parties, she'd always been wearing underwear and never with a skirt so short. So when they walked in the door Jill was terrified. She wasn't the only one that was scared, so was her sister Dana, though she was a different sort of scared. These were the kids she went to school with that treated her like she wasn't there. Like some sort of outcast. Now that she was at one of their parties, she had no idea what to do. However, as bad a Dana had it, Jill had it much worse. These was the sort of party she would have been invited to in school. She probably went to school with their brothers and sisters. And now they'd see her - like this. In these tight clothes and this short skirt and no underwear. "Is that you Jill?" a girl asked. "My sister isn't here." Oh God, it was Amy's sister Stephanie. Jill blushed in embarrassment. "She's my date." Lisa said, putting an arm around the college junior and pulling her close. She rolled her eyes and gestured back with her chin. "And that is her sister who wanted to tag along. So you know how that goes." "Your...date?" Stephanie ignored the comment about Dana. "I always sort of wondered about you the way you held on to Amy for longer than was ...necessary." It was a barb. Lisa had always been more popular and now things were going to change, though college would be starting in a month, so Stephanie planned to take full advantage. She tried to think of witty things to say, but she was having a hard time of it. Jill was friends with her sister. The girl was a former cheerleader and a college junior and she was wearing the most daring outfit Stephanie had seen. The paid pleated mini was indecent by itself. However, the tight white shirt was what drew her eyes, the girl was clearly not wearing a bra. The pink of her areoles was clearly visible. Shit, she was staring. She couldn't help but stare. What was Lisa doing with a college junior anyway? A college junior who could easily have her pick of boys ...or girls. "Come in," Stephanie said. God, she couldn't keep her eyes off Jill's breasts, didn't the girl know she was practically naked. And Lisa wasn't content to just hold hands with her girlfriend,it was obvious that she groping the girl's butt from behind. Poor Stephanie couldn't think of anything witty to say, so instead she said. "It's nice to see you Jill." Jill felt hot and flush from her humiliation. Stephanie was sure to tell Courtenay all about what she was wearing and also about being on a date with Lisa. The precocious girl had a hand on her bottom palming her like she owned it. There was nothing to do but hold Lisa's hand to keep it occupied. Worse, Stephanie kept looking at her chest. Her unencumbered breasts jiggling must be obvious when she walked in the door. She looked in the hall mirror to check. Oh Jesus. She'd expected to see the small nubs of her nipples. After all, she wasn't wearing a bra. But she'd never expected to see the pink of her aureoles. Oh dear God, they could see everything. A fresh blush flushed Jill's cheeks. She could feel her nipples grow hard and draw even more attention to her indecency. Dear God, her own body was betraying her. "Can we go back to your house or our house?" Jill whispered to Lisa. "I'll do anything you want. I-I-I feel embarrassed looking like this." "There's nothing to be embarrassed about," Lisa cooed, kissing her date on the neck. "You look sexy my little Jillie. Don't you want to be sexy for me?" "Yes," Jill breathed."BUt..but...people are looking at me." "Shhh.." Lisa said. "Now put your hands down. Are you ashamed to be with me? I guess you and your sister can go home if you want." "No.." Jill shuddered as she thought of what her sister would do to her when they got home. The looks the slovenly girl cut at her since Lisa arrived were menacing and filled with hate. Jill put her hand down from where she was covering her breasts and steeled her nerves. She was on a date. That was all. She was on a date and looking pretty for her date. "I'm not ashamed of you. It's just - everyone is looking at me - like they are undressing me with their eyes." "You can't blame them for that," Lisa said. "You are very sexy. Just be sure to stay close to me my little Jillie, and I won't let anyone bother you." "Yes Miss Lisa," Jill whispered. "Just plain Lisa when we are around my friends," Lisa said. She is my date, Jill told herself. She is my date. She's going to keep me safe from these people that are staring at me. Most of all, she's going to keep me safe from my awful sister. "Hold my beer and plate Jillie," Lisa said, handing the girl a plate and a beer. Lisa took them, unaware that the girl had an ulterior motive. It soon became apparent, because Lisa appeared to have no desire for eating or drinking. Instead she seemed only to have eyes for Jill, her hand roaming all over the girl at will now that the college coed's hand were otherwise occupied. It was so very difficult at first. with Lisa stroking her hair. Running a finger down her neck. Resting a palm on her bottom. Sometimes feeding her something off the plate by hand. Occasionally teasing her with it and making her work for it. Especially when the item was long and slender like a carrot stick. Gently pulling at the hem of her too short miniskirt. Each time, it was like her space was being invaded. Like she was being put on display like some sort of trophy. But after awhile, she began to grow used to those hands on her...it felt like she was being protected. "There's that little shit Derek," Lisa said. "Quick, kiss me." Jill didn't even have time to think, much less protest before arms pulled her in tight and her mouth was invaded by a forceful tongue. Helpless to do anything but stand there while she was kissed by another girl in public, doing her best to keep from dropping the plate of appetizers and bottle of beer. The college coed was forced to admit that the girl was quite a kisser. She knew just the right combination of teasing and forcefulness. Jill's loins grew hot and the peanuts fell from her dangling plate as she kissed Lisa back. There was more, her bottom was being handled through the fabric of her short skirt. Her cheeks being grabbed possessively, spread slowly, the bunched back together again. She could feel moisture leak from her sex and drip down her thighs. With no panties, her obvious arousal was sure to be seen. Oh Jesus. Please stop. And then...Oh God. She felt Lisa's hands on her bare bottom. That meant....that meant.. ...that everyone could see her bare ass. Now everyone would know that she wasn't wearing panties. "Please Miss Lisa," Jill whispered as she broke the kiss. "Someone might see...the oh God...the tattoo." "It's covered by my hand sweet Jillie," Lisa said. "But be sure to hold very still or I won't be able to keep it covered. And we don't want that do we Jillie?" Sure enough, one hand was protectively covering the tattoo. But the other? She felt precocious fingers slid up and down the lips of her slick sex. She prayed the gir's hand wasn't visible. She was so mortified she wanted to crawl under the couch. "I'll do anything...just please...not here...not like this," Jill begged breathlessly. "What I want you to do is to help me make Derek jealous," Lisa said. "That asshole broke up with me two months ago and if all you are going to do is stand there, then I'll have to do all the work myself." Jill looked back at the stunned open mouth expression from the boy behind them. Well, if Lisa wanted him jealous, then the only way to stop having her body shown off like some kind of porn exhibit would be to go along with it. This time it was Jill that kissed Lisa. Frenched her. Gently bit her lower lip and tugged ever so softy as she broke the kiss. Nibbled on the recent high school graduates neck. Hiked up a leg and draped it over the girl's hip and pulled her close. She gave an involuntary moan. She looked at Lisa, expecting for once to take the girl off guard.Instead she found hungry eyes drinking her in and a wet glistening finger held to her lips. She smelled the earthy musk...those glistening juices where hers. Oh God. She closed her eyes and cleaned it and prayed that this would be enough to sate the girl's appetite. "I think he's jealous enough now," Lisa purred. "What possessed you to lick the juices off my finger like that? You are so kinky little Jillie. I think I'm falling in love with you." Falling in love with me? Jill had never thought of being in love with a girl before. And after all the stuff she'd been through with her sister, she never suspected she'd want to be with a girl in that way. However, now she had a tattoo on her butt that said "No Boys". How would she expain that on a date? Those boys she'd dated in college; where were they when she needed someone to save her from her sister's abuses? No where. But here was Lisa. She was a girl. Okay, strike one. She was a pervert. Strike two. She said she was going to steal her from her sister. Home run. She said she was falling for her. Another home run. Jill hugged the girl close again and whispered in her ear. "I'm falling for you to." And she meant it. She had that certain funny feeling in her stomach whenever she was around Lisa. "Good girl. Now all we have to do is get rid of your sister." Lisa replied, then whispered very softly. "When I suggest she have drinks I want you to tell her not to do it. Okay? And if I send you for drinks, make sure ours doesn't have any alcohol, but make sure your sister gets plenty." "Okay." Jill's heart began to race. It was obvious that Lisa was going to try to get rid of her sister. It was just as obvious that Jill was going to have to help. God, what if her sister found out? She was going to be so angry. She'd..hurt her and then suffocate her for good. Jill was terrified. Lisa broke her embrace with Jill, then turned her attention to Dana. "Your sister is getting quite the reputation as a little college slut isn't she?" Lisa asked. "That doesn't embarrass you does it?" "It doesn't embarrass me." Dana said, her eyes alive and dangerous. "When you lifted her skirt, I was hoping that...you know...that you'd show the other girls the tattoo." "No boys allowed huh?" Lisa purred. To Jill: "Oh Jillie, if these girls saw your cute little tattoo, they'd go crazy over you. They haven't had a good pussy licking since Amy went M.I.A. earlier this year. I could guarantee you that you wouldn't be allowed to leave this party until you'd licked out every pussy here - at least twice. How would you like that little Jillie?" A tremor slid down Jill's spine at the thought. Surely that wasn't the case. Surely? However, the jealous look in Lisa's eye and the sadistic glee in her sister's eye said this was indeed the case. Oh God. What had she gotten herself into? "Please don't," Jill begged. She never didn't realize quite how vulnerable she was until just now. "Oh my Jillie-slut, you don't tell me what I will and won't do," Lisa said. "If I tell you to go eat out Stephanie right now, what would you do?" Jill's cheeks burned a bright red. Stephanie. God. Courtenay's little sister. It would get back to her friend Courtenay and she would never - ever be able to live it down. But, she would be able to live down these girls passing her around like some kind of sextoy even less. "I'd...do it." Jill stammered her admission after thinking over her limited options. "Do what Jillie?" "I'd..I'd eat her out." Jill's cheeks felt as if they were on fire. "That's my girl. Now, why don't you go get me and your sister some drinks and snacks while you consider what you will and won't do." "Yes Miss - I mean ... Lisa," Jill said, and then thought back to what Lisa had said about drinks. "But -ah- Dana isn't old enough to have alcohol." "You damn sure don't tell me what I'm supposed to have," Dana spat. "You bring me back two beers, do you understand dumbshit? Or do I need a little nighty-night time to help you remember." "You mouth is going getting you into all sorts of trouble," Lisa said. Then to Dana: "I think little Jillie needs some punishment, don't you Dana?" "Damn right," Dana said. "How's about we show off that little tattoo and have a licking party." "No. At least not just yet," Lisa said, as she pulled Jill close for a hug and a kiss on the lips. Then her hands went to Jill's skirt and drew it up higher and higher on her hips. "Now you can go get us those drinks," Lisa said. "And you better not touch your skirt while you are away, do you understand me sweet Jillie?" "Yes Lisa," Jill breathed. She could feel her heart pound with every beat. "And if you ask nicely when you get back," Lisa continued. "Perhaps I'll adjust it for you." "Yes Miss Lisa." Jill said. "Remember Jillie, it's just Lisa around my friends," Lisa said. "Now hurry. Time's a waistin." "The idiot can't even remember your name," Dana sneered after her sister left. "She's asking for it.You know what we should do? Not just share her with the girls...we should let the boys have her too. Mom and Dad would shit a brick if their sweet angel ended up pregnant and had no idea who the daddy was. Could you imagine that little slut having to get all these boys tested for DNA?" "That's an idea," Lisa said. "I'll be sure to keep it in mind, but I'm having great fun toying with your sister right now." What a piece of work bitch Dana was. She wanted to slap the shit out of her for talking about doing such horrible things to her Jillie, but she feared this big boned girl would get the better of her and suffocate her like she talked about doing to her sister. No, she had other plans for this bitch. While her sister dug herself a deeper hole and Lisa struggled to tolerate her presence, Jill hurried after more drinks and snacks. She felt slightly betrayed. It seemed like she was being punished for following Lisa's instructions. Well, there was no help for it, but to keep following them. She opened four beers and poured two of them down the sink and refilled them with water. Then made a plate of snacks. Praying all the while that no one saw her nether regions peeking out from beneath her short skirt that had been pulled up dangerously close to the junction of her slim thighs. "Here you are Dana," Lisa said, handing her sister two of the beers when she returned. Then she handed a drink to Lisa. "Lisa - would you please - ahhh- pull my skirt down please." she said with blushing cheeks. "Jillie, your sister was just telling me of the most devilish idea. She wanted to let all these boys here have a turn at your sweet little honeypot. She seems to think you would be fertile right now. Are you on the pill?" Jill's pulse sped in fear. Her too short skirt now forgotten. How could her sister be so evil? Jesus. But the girl was right. She did a quick count of days since her last period. Oh fuck. Please no. "I'm...not on the pill," Jill whispered, tears welling in her eyes. Why had she thought she could trust this girl any more than her sister. "Please..." "I tell you what," Lisa said. "I'll make sure that doesn't happen and I'll fix that little skirt of yours too, before you show everyone your little honey pot. But only if you'll be sweetie and give me another of those famous kisses of yours sweet Jillie." A kiss? She could certainly give Lisa a kiss. She'd give her the best kiss she'd ever had. She put the bottle and plate down and pulled Lisa in close. Her lips parted. Her tongue extended.... Only Lisa moved her head back. Eyes laughing. Making Jill chase her with lips and tongue. Letting everyone at the party see that it was Jill, a college junior that was so very desperate to kiss this recent high school graduate. The need in her eyes so obvious. Her lips mouthing please. Sucking the girl's fingertips. The hem of her skirt sliding back and forth over the curve of her bottom. The final passion when they finally kissed. The way she didn't resist when Lisa's fingers grabbed the hem and slid her skirt down. But those fingers weren't content with that. They slid up and down the crack of Jill's bottom. The staring and stunned eyes knew just what they slid against - the sexy blond's asshole. Girl's didn't allow boys to do such things. But this girl - this college girl, allowed their classmate to do just that. They were amazed. They were in awe. "What are you playing," Lisa asked the 4 boys staring at them from the dining room table. "Asshole," they replied. "Hey Jillie," Lisa said to Jill, loud enough for Dana to overhear. "Have you ever played asshole? I know how you love me to play with your asshole. But this is a different sort of game. I bet you could beat those boys over there. I'll bet them forty dollars that you can beat them." "-and waste your money? She can't handle her booze," Dana said snidely. "The only liquor she can handle is lick-her...get lick her. You know, cuz she's a dyke. Jill blushed. "She's right, I'm not very good at drinking games. I ..have a low tolerance." "I can beat them," Dana said full of confidence. She could beat anyone. "Hey Derek," Lisa said. "I've got forty bucks that my friend Dana can beat your asses playing asshole." "She's just a girl," one of the boys replied. "She doesn't have a chance." "I can beat your ass any day of the week," Dana replied. These were nothing but punks. "I got $40 on my friend." Lisa said, putting down two crisp twenties on the table. "It isn't a betting game," the larger boy said. "Chicken?" Lisa asked. "He's chicken," Dana smirked. She liked having a new friend. She'd felt powerful ever since she'd taken down her sister. These boys didn't stand a chance. "Look at him." "We aren't scared. It isn't really fair," said a shorter dark haired boy already suffering from premature balding. "We've already been playing for twenty minutes." "These boys are pussies," Dana said, nudging Lisa in the ribs. "Let's get out of here." "Come on then," One of the boys said, putting down a twenty. Two others chipped in a ten each. "Let's do this." Dana said down and smiled up at Lisa, as if to say your money is safe with me. Lisa stayed around to cheer Dana on, just long enough for the girl to begin slurring her words, then quietly left. Only stopping to chat briefly, and Lisa made it a point each time to say they were going to catch a ride with some college boys. Jill didn't have any idea what was going on when Lisa took her by the hand and urged her across the street, and ring the door at a large house, with a well manicured landscape at least three times the size of Jill's. "What are we doing?" Jill whispered. "Hush Jillie," Lisa said. Then beamed a bright smile at the small old woman that opened the door. "Grammy!" Lisa opened her arms and hugged the old woman. "Lisa," the old woman said. "Come in. Come in. What brings you here Lisa?" "Well we were at a party," Lisa said, "Everything was going fine until someone took out some marijuana and I couldn't just sit there while they were doing illegal drugs. So I figured we'd come over here and I could show my friend my mom's old room and maybe look at some of the things they used to wear back in the 60's." "That's fine," the old woman said. "You feel free to come over any time ... if you've had something to drink, you just give me a call and I'll call you a cab. I won't even tell your parents." "Thanks grammy," Lisa said. "You are the best." "Do you girls want some cookies?" "That'd be great." They went to the kitchen and ate cookies and milk. The cookies weren't homemade, but out of a package. Soon Lisa said, "I'd love to chat grammy, but I'm not sure how long Jillie can stay. So we are going upstairs now. Sister's Shadow II "Okay," the old woman said. "You girls have fun. Let me know if you need anything." "It was nice to meet you." Jill said, shaking the older woman's hand. The two girls went upstairs and Lisa quickly locked the door behind them. "So, are you sure you'd rather belong to me than your sister?" Lisa asked. "Because this may be your last chance to back out pretty Jillie." Oh you. You. A hundred times you. Jill thought. But a voice in the back of her head made her hesitate. Belong to me. That's the way Lisa had phrased it. Jill thought of it more as a rescue. Belong to this girl. She had to admit that she did indeed belong to her sister now. She was treated like dirt. Worse than dirt. She'd been suffocated. She'd been ...tattooed unwillingly. "You," Jill whispered. "I want to belong to you Miss Lisa." "I don't know if I should go through with this," Lisa said as she peeked out the window. "I'm just not sure I want to be on your sister's bad side." Jill's knees grew weak with fear. She needed this girl's help, especially if she had a plan to get her away from her sister's clutches. She had no money. She only had, well, there was one thing she could offer this girl that was attracted to her. Jill went down on her knees. She was determined to persuade her in the best way she knew how. If she'd had money, she would have offered it. Instead she began kissing, starting with Lisa's ankles and working her way up to the backs of her knees. "That tickles Jillie," Lisa giggled and squirmed. Jill worked her way to the inside of Lisa's thighs. Slowly but surely working her way higher, till she could smell the musk of Lisa's arousal. She slipped the girl's panties down and began kissing the smooth ivory flesh of her bottom, before attempting to work her way to her sex. Her neck ached, but if she slid her tongue out as far as it would reach, she could like Lisa from behind just like this. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Inside the house, Dana was putting up a good fight. The boys had a head start on drinking, but they all worked against her. It was four against one. She hung in there and finally it was her turn to tell everyone to drink. One boy threw up. Then another followed right behind him. A few minutes later and the last boy gave up. Dana clapped her hands and looked around to find Lisa and her sister. She felt like gloating about her victory, especially since her sister didn't seem to think she had it in her. Only Lisa and Jill weren't behind her. She didn't see them anywhere around either. Goddamnit. She'd won and there was no one to brag to. She looked and looked, but still no Lisa..or even her sister. Where were they? Suddenly she felt vulnerable. She didn't know anyone here. She'd seen them at school, but these people never spoke to her. When Lisa was with her they nodded and smiled, but now it seemed that no one would even look at her much less talk to her. She called her sister. Twice. And even left a message. She went outside to look, both backyard and front. Still no Lisa or even Jill. Back inside. They weren't there. Where could they be? She sent a text. Goddamnit. >>>>>>>>>>>> Across the street, Jill could hear her phone vibrating in her purse. She knew it was her sister. She wanted to get away from her sister. To be rescued. But at the same time, failing to answer the phone was more terrifying than she'd imagined. But it was hard to focus on her fears, when she was naked, and on all fours in front of the window, while Lisa idly alternated between stroking her pussy and thumbing her nipples to hardness. As a matter of fact, it was hard to focus on much of anything. "You are thinking too much again Jillie," Lisa said. "Just like earlier when you were licking me. I can always tell. You just leave the thinking to me. You just concentrate on what you do best. And you know what that is, don't you sweet Jillie? Jillie? Earth to Jillie?" What did she do best? Jill had no idea. "Ahh...I...ah..don't know..." she panted, her hips thrusting of their own volition. "Exactly that," Lisa cooed. "Being sexy for me is what you do best sweet Jillie." Jill's nipples were as hard as pebbles. Her sex felt like a hungry maw. She wanted to come. Wanted it more than anything. If she were sexy, would Lisa let her come? She spread her legs wider and arched her back. Was that sexy? She prayed it was. But it must not have been because Lisa was standing back up again. "Now you play with me some more," Lisa said, peeking from the window once more, slightly bent at the waist. "I have to watch for your sister." Jill, slid the Lisa's skirt up once more and sought out the steamy slit between her thighs. Only this time Lisa had other ideas. "Oh Jillie," Lisa moaned, as she leaned forward slightly and grabbing Jill's pony tail, guided the girl in where she wanted her. "That is so dirty. You can't be serious." Jill wasn't serious. As a matter of fact, she'd had no intention of finding her lips pushed up against - that spot. No, she had no intention of that at all. I mean, it was one thing to...but this was another. "Oh God..." Lisa moaned. "Kinky - kinky Jillie. I have to admit it feels good. Really really good." Poor Jill shivered. When her sister had sat on her face, she'd end up with her nose buried up her sister's nasty ass, so this wasn't totally new to her. But that had been involuntary. It wasn't as if she'd had a choice. But now? Now this girl thought she was some kind of pervert and had volunteered to kiss in that dank forbidden place. Worse, Lisa thought it felt good. A few moments before and she would have balked. This time? This time her brain was all fuzzy. All the could think of was the need in her loins. She kissed the girl there. There right on her bottom hole. Again and again. "Oh Jillie," Lisa cooed. "You must love me. You make me feel like I'm a princess when you kiss me like that. Jill moaned her need. Her tongue snuck out. She licked. Again and again. It wasn't so bad. And the way Lisa panted, she must think it very sexy. And Jill wanted to be sexy. She wanted to be good at it. She wanted to please Lisa. She wanted to please her very much. >>>>>>>>>>>>>> "Have you seen Jill or Lisa?" Dana asked a girl by the door. "I think they got a ride with Jerry." Fucking fuck. They'd left her. Those fucking bitches. She'd take it out of her sister's ass. Sit on her till she passed out a few times, and she'd never leave her again. Hell, she'd teach that little stuck up bitch Lisa a thing or two while she was at it. Give that smug little bitch a little nightie night time and then a tattoo that matched her sister's. That would teach her. Maybe a new one for her sister as well. She had money. Eighty dollars worth. She'd take a cab to the mall and buy an outfit. Then go home to find her sister and Lisa. Then she remembered the keys. She still had the keys to Lisa's car. Well, fuck Lisa. A few pictures and that rich bitch Lisa would give her the car to keep them out of the wrong hands. Across the street Lisa looked out the second story window and smiled as she reached behind and ran her fingers through lovingly through Jill's blond hair. "As much as I love the feel of your tongue in my ass sweet Jillie. I'll need to get a raincheck," Lisa said, with a wicked gleam in her eyes, as she reluctantly pulled Jill away from the ass she was worshiping and watched Dana stagger to her BMW, twirling Lisa's keys around her finger. "It looks like your sister is taking the bait. Freshen me up and put my panties back on lover girl." The bait? Jill looked up from her knees. Her eyes blinking, sucking her lips into her mouth. She felt dizzy. "Hurry," Lisa urged as she turned around, spreading her legs in a most unladylike pose. "Freshen me up. My puss is fucking soaked." Jill looked up at the plump pink lips peaking out from her curly brown matted pubes. Honey ran down her thighs. Freshen me up? It took a moment for it to sink in. Oh God. What had Jill gotten herself into? Sure it was only licking, and Jill had done quite a lot of licking. But there was something about the phrase and the way Lisa said it, that was ... rude? No that wasn't it. Jill began to lick and clean the thick nectar that seemed to be everywhere. Her blue eyes looking up questioningly at Lisa. Lisa smiling as she ran loving fingers through Jill's hair. "There's a bunch more inside," Lisa said, her voice throaty. "Give it a good suck my sexy girl." Jill put her mouth to Lisa's pink nether lips and formed a suction, swallowing the thick cream with a reluctant gulp. Then it clicked. The word she'd been searching for. Demeaning. There was something demeaning about ...cleaning another girl in such a fashion. About being asked to freshen her up. Oral sex was one thing. Cleaning was another. "That-a girl" Lisa cooed. "Now give me a blow dry." Her cheeks bright red in embarrassment, Jill pursed her lips and blew. "Pull my panties back up for me please," Lisa said. Jill hurried to obey. It felt funny there on her knees while Lisa towered above her. Something about it made her tingle inside. "You could use a little freshening too," Lisa said. "You smell ripe. I like it, but I don't think everyone else would share my opinion. I know grammy wouldn't." Jill looked up, the question was in her eyes. Would Lisa 'freshen' her up in the same manner she'd freshened Lisa? "What are you waiting for," Lisa said. Quickly putting that notion to rest. "Use your fingers. Lick them clean. Rinse and repeat as needed and then put some clothes on. We don't want grammy to think you are some kind of pervert." If Jill had been embarrassed before, she was absolutely mortified now. Wiping her sex with her fingers and licking them clean, all while this perverted girl 2 years her junior looked down at her, made her want to crawl underneath the bed. The only silver lining in her whole horrible situation,was that now that she was shaved smooth down there, it was actually quite easy to mop up down below - even if she was dripping like a faucet. She looked up at Lisa, afraid to see laughter in the girl's eyes. Instead, the girl wasn't even paying attention. She was on the phone. Giving out information. Her name. Her address. What was she doing? "I'd like to report my car stolen." Lisa said. "I was at a party, then I went to visit my grandmother across the street. Now it's gone. It's a black BMW. License plate number.." >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Dana was buzzing and fantasizing of what she was going to do to her stupid sister and that stupid prep Lisa too. Then she saw the blue lights in her rear view mirror. Fuck. She had a horrible sinking feeling in her gut as she looked at the speedometer. Only 5 miles above the speed limit. Maybe the cop would go around. It didn't. Double fuck. She fumbled in her purse for some chewing gum to hide the alcohol on her breath as she pulled over on the shoulder of the road. As long as he didn't smell her beath, she should be okay. Only things went downhill from there as another cop pulled in front of her to box her in. A loud voice demanded she stick her hands out the window of the vehicle. Christ. What had she got herself into? She could explain. Only they didn't seem to want her explanation. Instead she was forced down face first onto the hood of the car and her hands cuffed behind her back. It hurt. Not only that, but being so helpless filled her with rage. "You fucking pigs!" she shouted, and instantly wanted to take the words back. Only they couldn't be brought back. It was far too late for that. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Her sister Jill was also learning some of the same lessons. "Hey Jillie," Lisa asked, her hand resting on Jill's thigh, fingers gently stroking her sex as if she owned it. And in a way she did. "Is there anything at home that you have to have? Medicine ....a favorite teddy bear?" "My old yearbooks," Jill said. "And my journal." There was her teddy too, but she was too embarrassed to mention it. "Well, we only have a short while to stop at your house and pick up anything you don't mind losing." Lisa said, as she drove Lisa in her grandmother's old Buick. "What do you mean?" Jill said, a sinking feeling set into her chest. Though it was hard to focus on it when her sex was swollen and aching with need. "The cops are going to call in a few minutes," Lisa said, "And they are going to ask if I know your sister and if the car was really stolen. I can't say she stole it, otherwise they will find out the truth. She's still drunk as a skunk, but your parents will bail her out." Goddamn it. Jill's sex went cold along with the rest of her. She didn't feel sexy at all. No. She felt afraid. Her sister was going to kill her. If she was willing to cut off her air until she passed out for not doing anything wrong....oh Jesus. What would she be willing to do for this? "But..but.." Jill stammered. "Relax baby," Lisa continued. No longer stroking the girl's sex, but running her fingers through her blond hair. "I'm not going to leave you alone with that bitch. I can't believe you'd even think that." "I didn't think it," Lisa lied quickly. And continued so very meekly. "She scares me Miss Lisa. She's ...she's threatened to kill me. To...suffocate me." "You have to trust me Jillie," Lisa cooed. "You do trust me don't you?" "Yes," Jill said. Taking the girl's musky fingers and kissing and sucking them one by one. She trusted her. What choice did she have now but to trust her. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>. Dana didn't know any of this. She was busy doing yet another blow in the tube. Getting her fingers smudged in ink. Then a mugshot. But there was worse. Far worse. "Grab your ankles." Fuck. Ah fuck. A lady cop. The woman should be called fat and ugly. Dana looked back at the latex gloves and the lube the woman was rubbing on her fingers in alarm. "You are not sticking that in me. No fucking way." "Your mouth is just getting you into more and more trouble," the woman said. "Are you going to call me a pig too? There's the easy way and there's the hard way. Personally, I'm hoping for the hard way." Oh you bitch. Dana bit her tongue this time and bent over as instructed. The fucking cop was going to hold what she'd said to those two pigs against her. They'd forced her head first into the fucking hood of Lisa's car. Fuck. There was nothing to do, but do it. She leaned forward and grabbed her ankles. While doing so she imagined all the horrible things she was going to do to her sister and that fucking Lisa too. She'd kill them. No. But they'd wish they were dead. "uuuffff-fuckkk" Dana groaned. It felt like the woman had sunk her whole goddamn hand into her cunt. She'd had less thorough gynecological exams. "We've got to be thorough," the cop said. Just then Dana heard snickering. And looked in horror at the door. It was cracked open and there were the two cops that busted her looking in at her humiliation. "You've got to relax," the cop continued nonchalantly. But Dana could hear the laughter in the woman's voice. "Fuck yourself," Dana hissed, though it turned into a groan as the woman made her hand into a fist inside her. "uuufff..fuck...." "That mouth keeps getting you in more and more trouble girl," the cop said with a chuckle. "Only one more place to search." No way. No fucking way. Worse, Dana realized the bitch had no intention of removing the hand she'd worked into her sex. "No, no there," Dana begged. Not there. Not like this. God, the fucking cop had to be fucking dyke. Dana grew more and more sure of it as she discovered the woman had somehow taken her to the brink of an orgasm. And then when two fingers were thrust into her ass, it was all over. There was no fighting it, for she couldn't relax with her cunt stretched to the limits. There was even more humiliation in store for poor Dana. The cop slipped her hand free, leaving Dana hunched over, with her hips thrusting of their own volition, her cunt dribbling it contents onto the dirty tile floor. "Disgusting," the cop lied. She loved it when she got a hard case. God, it was going to be all she could do to get the girl holed up somewhere so she could rub one off. Poor Dana could hear gales of laughter from the hall, but thankfully at least the door was finally closed. She blinked back her tears. She was going to kill Jill and that fucking bitch Lisa too. They'd rue the day they fucked with Dana Delany. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Driving her grandmother's car, Lisa drove Jill back to her house in a rush. She had no idea how long she'd have before Dana showed up. Lisa gathered up the last of her belongings. Her yearbooks, her jewelry, her teddy bear, and her journal. "What about my clothes Miss Lisa?" Jill asked. "Sorry my sexy Jillie," Lisa explained. "But we are going to have to hide you in my room. I moved above the garage this summer, once my brother finally moved out with his fiancee. However, my parents wouldn't let you stay with me...not full time. So we are going to have to hide you in my closet." Jill's worry was written on her face. How could she hide in a closet. Was Lisa joking? Well...even if it were a closet until college started, she'd be safe from her sister. "Don't worry silly," Lisa continued. "It won't be so bad. You'll have me. And my parents won't be home until after six, so you'll only have to hide out for a few hours at most." That wasn't so bad. Not bad at all. It'd be like staying in the dorm. And the best part of all - her fucking sister wouldn't be anywhere around. Blinking back tears, Jill made her final goodbyes to her room. She realized even then it was a final goodbye. She could never go home again like before. Not with her sister staying there. >>>>>>>>>>>>>> Things weren't getting any better for Dana either. They walked her past the cells and she endured the catcalls from other women. Hard looking women. "Fresh meat. I got something for you girly," they taunted. Christ. What had she gotten herself into? Locked into a cell with a bunch of hard looking women. "Get in there," the guard taunted as the door clanged shut behind her. "Wait," Dana cried, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the bars. "When do I get my phone call?" "We can let you stew for 24 hours before you get a phone call," the guard said. It would be less than thirty minutes, only long enough to rub one off in the rest room. But she didn't tell Dana, enjoying the look of fear in the young girl's eyes. "Enjoy your stay." Dana looked behind her at the women staring at her. Twenty-four hours with them. Fuck. What would they do with her tonight. One of them make a V with her fingers and stuck her tongue out between them. "Come sit beside me white girl," a large black woman said, patting a space on the bench that was only six inches long at the most. Dana choose to sit as far away from the woman as possible. "I tole you to come sit beside me white girl," the woman said. "Don't make me come over there and get you." Dana had no choice but to reluctantly stand and walk over to the horrible woman. Tears once more filled her eyes. Another woman stopped her with a hand on her thigh. ""What if she don't want to go over there,?" the woman said. "She wants to come over here," the fat woman said. "Don't you sweetie?" Dana shook her head no. No daring to open her mouth. "It don't seem like she wants to come over there," the petite woman said. To Dana: "You sit right here beside me sugar." "You don't want any of this," the large woman said. "Oh I think I do," the petite woman said. "I will fuck you up Candy. And I know where you fucking live. After I fuck you up here, I'll wait when you aren't looking for it and I will cut you up bitch. Now get over here if you want some." Sister's Shadow II The large woman kept quiet at that. "What's your name honey," the petite woman said. "Dana." "My name's Serena." the woman said. "They call me Rena." "Thanks Rena," Dana said. "What you do to piss the cops off," Serena asked. "If you don't mind me askin'." "Nothing," Dana lied. "Don't lie to me honey," Serena said. "I don't like it. They don't put girls like you in here and they sure don't put them in here without calling their parents ...you do have parents don't you?" "Yes." "Exactly...and they wouldn't do that unless you pissed someone off real bad. No don't lie to me. What'd you do?" "I...I called them pigs," Dana said. "Good girl," Serena laughed. "That's a good girl. They are fucking pigs. That's why they got so pissed off at you. Now, let's get you a phone call. But before we do, let's make sure you make the right phone call. Cause if you call your parents, I bet they gonna be pissed at you. Right? My boyfriend is gonna bail me out in a little while. He could bail you out too, then you could pay him back later. And momma and daddy don't have to know anything about this little mix up." "Really?" Dana asked eagerly. "Really." Serena lied. Posting bail was one matter, the charges were a totally different matter. "He'd do that for me?" Dana asked with disbelief. "I'd pay him back. I swear." "I know," Serena said. "You seem like an honest girl. I trust you." "Thanks." By then the cop that searched her had returned. "Here's your phone call," Serena said. "You remember who to call?" "Yes." Dana replied and began to hope. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Lisa was showing Jill where she'd now be living until she went back to college. "Here's the bed." Lisa said, pointing a small unmade twin bed. "It's going to be a tight fit with the both of us, but I think we can manage. And this will be your drawer." Then she pointed to a drawer and tossed the clothes that were in there on the floor. Then began to sort through her many stashes of clothes, both in drawers, in the closet, and in storage boxes. "You can have this. And this. Oh and you'll look so sexy in this." Jill could do nothing but blush as each tiny garment was displayed. Poor Jill knew that Lisa was a good size or two smaller than she was, and every article of clothing she picked out seemed even smaller than that. Jill wasn't going to be wearing much in the way of modest clothing for the rest of the summer. Perhaps she'd get lucky and not have to leave this converted upstairs garage. "Speaking of clothes," Lisa said. "You have far too many on at the moment." With her cheeks flushing with excitement, Lisa pushed Jill against the wall and kissed her full on the mouth, while her hands cupped breasts and groped the college coed's ass. Then she disrobed the college junior until she was naked. "With the two of us staying here," Lisa said. "We're going to need to straighten up the place or we won't have room to play. How about you tidy things up a bit sweet Jillie?" Jill reached down for her clothes that lay puddled at her feet. "Ah-ah" Lisa wagged her finger in Jill's face. "I want to watch you do it naked. And I may just decide to have some fun with you while you clean." Lisa giggled at Jill's wide incredulous eyes. Then the eighteen year old grabbed her crotch and smiled wickedly. "And I may have something else for you to clean when you are done." Oh God. Jill should be horrified at the thought. But more and more she found her body reacting with lust at every perversion this cute girl heaped upon her. Jill began to clean, and when the naked coed bent over to pick up some clothes, Lisa came behind her. Pushing her crotch against her ass. Cooing oh baby. Then giving her a few playful spanks. "Do a good job baby," Lisa said. "Yes Miss Lisa," Jill squeaked as she picked up a very small pair of panties from the floor. "Are those clean or dirty sweet Jillie?" Lisa asked. "I'm ah...not sure," Jill replied. "Then be sure." Lisa said. "Or I'll have to punish you." Jill blushed. Then brought the panties to her nose and sniffed. She smelled a mixture of perfume and musk. "They are...dirty.." Jill said. "Are you positive my dirty girl?" Lisa said, as she took the panties and held them to Jill's lips. "You could be smelling yourself. I can smell you right now. I can only think of one way for you to be sure." Mortified and yet, trembling with excitement. Jill's lips parted. Her tongue snuck out and licked the crotch of the girl's obviously used panties. Only Jill found the panties being pushed into her mouth. "Take your time and think about it," Lisa said. "Take as long as you need. But keep working. There's dust all over everything." Once more Jill's lightning flooded her loins. She wasn't gay. She didn't think so anyway. But more and more, every time Lisa touched her or even looked at her, Jill's nipples would grow hard and her sex was almost constantly moist. She took the panties into her mouth and sucked. They were dirty. They were most assuredly dirty - and so was she. So very very dirty. Little did the college coed know that Lisa was training her to feel those very responses and the tip of the iceberg for what she had in store for her lover. Lisa's phone chimed and Jill's heart pounded. Jill's wasn't the only one pounding. Lisa was terrified as well. One, she had to play this perfectly for the benefit of the cops. Two, she had to be very careful with Jill's sister. That bitch was a full on psychopath. "It's about time," Lisa said to Jill. "I was beginning to worry that something went wrong." If things went according to her plan, she should have been called an hour ago. "This is Jill." she said into the phone. It was the cops. They had her car. Was she aware that a drunk girl was driving it? No. Did she know Dana? Just barely. No, she didn't want to press charges. She was good friends with her sister. Maybe it was some mistake. The girl was drunk. Was her car okay? Maybe she picked up the wrong set of keys by mistake.Was it a bad joke? Was anyone hurt? >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>.. "I don't know how I can thank you for this," Dana told the man to her left. She had no idea how he managed it, but he'd sprung her from the jail. "It ain't like I did it for free," the man said. "You owe me for the lawyer. You owe me for the fine. How much do you have on you?" Dana opened her purse. "Ninety-three dollars." Eighty of which belonged to Lisa, but that bitch wasn't getting a goddamn dime. Matter of fact, before it was all said and done, she'd be the one paying all the money that Dana owed. Oh yes, a few choice pictures and the girl would pay all right. She'd pay and pay. "Rena," the man said. Serena quickly snatched the money and purse from Dana. "Any cards?" the man said. "Hey!" Dana exclaimed as her new friend rooted through the contents of her purse. "She's got jack and shit. But mostly jack." Serena said. "Get her license," the man instructed. "I need that!" Dana said, reaching for her purse and license. Instead a knife flicked out and Dana quickly thought the better of it. "Shhhh..." the man said. "Now Serena don't like it when you act a fool. So you best shut your mouth unless someone asks you a question. Now, ninety-three dollars ain't what I had in mind. I'm thinking of a number a lot bigger than that, but I think $500 would be a good payment plan. And then there's the interest to think about." "I..I..." Dana stammered, her heart pounding in her chest. "I don't have that. Then she looked again at the knife. "But..I can get it. Let me call my parents." "Do you think we are stupid?" Serena asked. "Hey Mack, she thinks we are stupid." "I..don't," Dana plead. "My mom has jewelry at home. A computer... and a TV too." "Do I look like a fuckin pawnshop?" Mack asked, as he turned off onto a path that went into the woods. "Cash only. No credit cards. And no fucking TVs neither." Tears and snot were falling and Dana didn't even try to stop them. "Please...just take me home. Please don't kill me." "We ain't gonna kill you dummy," Serena said. "Christ, what do you think we are, some kind of monsters?" "No?" Dana said, wiping her snot on her sleeve. "Of course not," Mack said. "We are just going to have a little party is all. Then take you home You like to party don't you? Won't that what you were arrested for? "Yes..." Dana's voice trembled nearly as much as her hands. She didn't know what sort of party it was. But whatever it was, would be much better than the alternative. Soon, they were both in the back seat with her. A pipe was held to her lips. Dana inhaled. The first time reluctantly. Then the high hit. Goddamn. It was like the beer game times 100. The next hits she took eagerly. Not even caring that Mack and Serena didn't smoke from the pipe. "You suckin that pipe real good baby..well let's see how you smoke this," Mack said, unzipping his pants and fishing out his very large manhood. Dana may have taken pleasure from her sister, but she wasn't gay. Not by a longshot. She was just not the sort of girl that guys took a liking too. Now that she was high, Dana was quite eager to have some cock. "I'll give you another hit if you do a good job." Mack said. Her loins growing hot, her high stoking those flames even higher, Dana began to work on his cock. She was enthusiastic, but lacked in skill. But Serena was eager to fill in those gaps. "One hand around the shaft like this," Serena said, guiding the girl's hands. "And the other here on his balls. Like so. Now slide that hand up and down. Good girl. And twist it. Yes. Twist it up and down the shaft. Perfect. Now let him see those big blue eyes. You are a fast learner. A good little cock whore." "She's good," Mack said. "But she's too damned fat." "So? We'll give her a few reds," Serena said. "She won't be fat for long." "Fuck." Mack grunted. "This white girl sucks a mean dick. Sucks it like a cream filled ding dong. Well I got some cream for you baby." And he did indeed. It wouldn't be long now. "He's gonna come soon," Serena said, pushing Dana's head down further on the cock than what was comfortable. "Now take it deep." Dana tried to voice her displeasure, the cock in her mouth prevented that. Her eyes wide and beginning to tear once more, her head was pushed down further, until the head of the large cock pushed down on her tongue, causing her to gag. But she couldn't even gag now that the cock was even further in her throat. Her stomach bucked. She couldn't breathe. Her ears began to ring. Another girl would have felt sympathy for what she'd put her sister through, but that thought never crossed Dana's mind. By then it was too late. The cock throbbed, pumping it's slime into her stomach. Dana's face turned purple and her eyes were swollen and red rimmed. Then the door was opened. "If you gotta puke," Mack said. "Do that shit outside. I'll beat your ass if you stink up my car." Dana lurched outside and heaved, though nothing came up. She spit a few times. Christ that wasn't fun at all. Of course it wasn't all the way awful. Already the discomfort was fading, but her buzz was still at nearly full strength. "Wipe your face," Mack said. "Then we can get you home." Not only was she high. She was going home. It wasn't even so bad that Serena was playing with her titties and rubbing her thigh. Not bad at all. She could feel every stroke magnified by ten. Mack filled her in on the details as they rode. "I'm gonna stop by and pick you up on Saturday," Mack said. "And I'll need the $15 grand I paid for the attorney I got for you." "I..I don't..." Dana stammered. No way could she get that kind of money by Saturday. She'd never have agreed to help or to pay it back if she'd known that kind of money was involved. And it wasn't. There was only $400 involved. $50 for the dope. "Damn," Mack said. "That won't even my money. I got these guys I have to pay. Serious guys." Mack rubbed his chin. "These guys. Well they got some business men coming to town this week on some kind of convention. They need these guys entertained...you get my drift? A little party. Just like we had here. Serena will be there too, and another girl. It'll be easy money." "Will I have to sleep with them?" Dana said, her voice shaking. She wasn't a whore. "Nah..." Mack said. "It's just a party. A little drink. A little fun. Maybe dance around. Show off your tits. Just keep them happy is all. "I'll think about it," Dana said as the pulled up to her house. Serena handed the girl 4 red pills then held a finger to her lips, before whispering. "Don't take more than one every 4 hours." Dana slipped them into her purse. She had no intention of taking them at all. "See you this weekend,"Mack said out the window. Acting so normal. Like they were all friends. As if 15 grand was nothing at all. No way could she get 15 grand. Not even from Lisa. All Dana could think about were the 4 red pills in her purse. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Lisa had a part-time slave in Amy. Her own temporary little pussy pet. Now, she had her own full-time version with Lisa. She had so many kinky ideas. "Open up my Jillie," Lisa held a bite of food to Lisa's nose. Her lips and tongue were already busy with Lisa's pussy. Poor Jill looked up at Lisa from down between her thighs. Her face shiny from the nectar from Lisa's very aroused sex. "I can't believe I'm doing this," Lisa thought to herself. Was she truly lost? Had she only traded on pervert for another? She was hungry though. She'd only eaten a few bites of food and each of those bites had been fed by Lisa's hand. That was only mildly embarrassing. But now? Now she was being fed, all while she knelt in front of the girl and pleasured her. Now, it was positively mortifying. But...what choice did she have? At Lisa's instructions she'd already called her mom and told her she was staying with her girlfriend for a few weeks. There was her sister there waiting for her...Dana would kill her if she went home now. Lisa opened her mouth and accepted the meatball Lisa held between her fingers. Before she could even swallow, Lisa had the back of her hair and was guiding her back to her pussy. Would the deprivations ever end? "Oh fuck I love you my pretty pet,"Lisa moaned, her fingers barely able to fumble through the tupperware of spaghetti she'd snuck from dinner tonight to find another bite for her pretty little pet. Lisa's phone chirped. "Who the fuck is calling me now?" Lisa exclaimed, guiding Jill back and holding out another bite of food the girl dutifully ate, wile she answered her phone. Jill listened to the one-side conversation with growing fear. "Hi Courtenay. Just hanging out with my girlfriend Jillie. Yes. Yes. She's marvelous. Much better than Amy. She's so fucking kinky. She's on to all sorts of dirty stuff. Awesome. Yes. Yes. What? No. No. Fuck no. And fuck you Courtenay. Goodbye." Lisa pressed end, and tossed her phone to the floor in anger. "It seems my best friend thinks I should lend you to her." Lisa said, nearly spitting out the words. "Well fuck her. Would she lend me her boyfriend? That selfish little bitch." By now Jill had finished her morsel of food, and was back to eagerly licking Lisa's small nub. She was going to make sure the girl had no reason to ever want to lend her out like some kind of lesbian sex toy. "I can't believe she'd do that." Jill said between licks. "A real friend would never do something like that." "No...a real friend wouldn't" Lisa said. She felt a little sad, but it was hard to feel too sad while Jill licked her pussy like a pro. "Don't be sad. A real friend would never make you feel sad," Jill took another pro-offered bite of food and resumed worshipping Lisa's sex. She felt a new sense of hope as she played on Lisa's jealously. She felt certain she'd get a measure of her old life back if she continued on this path. "A real friend would make you feel happy." "A real friend would," Lisa agreed. Her legs shook from the passions her pretty pet had awoken in her loins. But she stood anyway. For she could tell that Jill was trying to assert her authority. Lisa smiled as she slid behind her pretty slave. Taking Jill's hair, and pushing her gently but firmly down on all fours. Teasing her relentlessly. Thrusting her hips against the college junior's firm bottom. This having her own personal pet business was more difficult than Lisa initially believed. She wanted to show her sexy little slut off, but now it seemed like even her best friend was trying to hone in on her property. Worse, her pet had gotten it in her head to play games with her. And that wasn't going to happen. Not by a long shot. "None of those other girls or boys helped you escape from your sister did they?" LIsa asked. Making sure Jill knew just who had helped her and risked her neck in doing so. Lisa slapped Jill's ass a few times and ran her hands up and down the girl's back. "Only you Miss LIsa." Jill panted, her back arching like a cat. Not even her parents had helped. God she was so hot, it felt like she was melting. "If my very best friend is trying to seduce you little Jillie...and even your own sister did such bad things to you," Lisa continued, sealing the deal. "You'd better stay really close to me so I can continue to protect you." "I was ...kind of hoping," Jill whispered. "That maybe I could wear more modest clothes." If she wore more modest clothes, Jill was certain she'd be less likely to provoke some kind of sexual assault. Then she'd be less in need of Lisa's protection. "Oh that just won't do," Lisa purred. "I want you to look sexy for me. And you want to look sexy for me too, don't you my sexy little Jillie?" "Yes,"Jill lied. Her hope dashing on the cold hard rocks of reality. But at least it was only temporary. "What's that tone for Jillie," Lisa asked with a smile. "Are you worried about what will happen when you go back to school? Are you afraid your sister may be there waiting for you? Or even my friend Courtenay?" Jill shivered. She'd never thought of that. "Don't worry baby," Lisa said. "I'm going to state too. We can room together off campus in our own private little one bedroom apartment. Won't that be fun? And we can play all sort of fun games. And you can introduce me to all your friends? Won't that be nice?" "Yes..." Poor Jill's eyes rolled. She blushed as she imagined her shame as she introduced her freshman lover to her college friends all while dressed like some little sexy tart. Her slim hips pumped. Her sex ached from need from Lisa's near constant teasing. Was this her new normal? Feeling so turned on she couldn't stand it? Was it? And this lost feeling...would it ever go away? "Now hold still baby," Lisa said, as she alternated between rubbing her wet aroused sex up and down Jill's bottom and thrusting against it, slapping their bodies together. "I'm gonna rub myself off on your sexy ass." Jill gasped with her need. Once more she'd been taken to the brink of orgasm. But it was obvious that she wasn't going to have a chance to cum in this position. Not unless she did it herself. She wasn't proud. She snuck a hand between her legs. "I said hold still," Lisa warned, giving the college junior a firm and none too gentle slap on her bottom that left a red imprint in its wake. Jill moaned in need. Her hard nipples ached. Her loins were starving. Worse, her body knew this position and it expected. It expected her sex to be filled to the brink when she was being taken from behind. Instead, there was no filling. There was only the feel of Lisa's pubes and the wet lips of the girl's sex. Jill arched her back as far as she could and thrust back her hips. Was it possible to feel Lisa's sex pounding and rubbing against her clit? Sister's Shadow II No. Not quite. "Please..." Jill panted. Hips pumping. Praying Lisa would sense her need and stroke her pussy from behind. "Oh baby," Lisa moaned. "Just like that...keep it up...fuck...gonna..cum..." Jill mewled in helpless desperation as her lover climaxed, legs spreading, hips arching, in desperate attempt to find friction where little existed. It was sweet torment, but torment all the same. Perhaps next time... Yes, probably next time. If she were sexy. And Jill was sure she could be very very sexy indeed. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Dana's legs ached. It wasn't an easy position, squatting in a pair of heels, one hand massaging balls, and another expertly sliding up and down and a hard shaft. "Oh baby," A male voice moaned. "You are the best. Suck that dick." Dana obliged. Faked a moan as if she were enjoying sucking her third cock of the night. Her mind roamed from boredom. She was still a little pissed. Mack had dismissed her idea out of hand. She wanted him to go and kidnap her sister. Then Dana would take her and break her once more. Then she'd have some help on the streets. As things stood, she made lots of money, but the overhead was killing her. There was Macks cut. Fifty percent. Another $50 a night to pay for the use of the corner that went to keep the goddamn arab that ran the corner store from calling the cops. Then there were the cost of the little red pills. Then there was rent and electric that she shared with Serena. She was always coming up short. And the only cost she could slide on was rent with Serena, though she felt certain the woman was overcharging her. As a result, she was very nearly a servant to Serena. Part of her way of making up rent. She couldn't help but cringe as she remembered the other way she made up rent. There on her knees, while Serena smoked cigarettes and watched porn. Licking her. Licking off a whore. "Suck that nigger pussy." Serena would gasp. Some times she was nice and leisurely ran her fingers through Dana's hair. If she'd been drinking, she wasn't so nice. She'd pop Dana in the face or tug her ear. "Bitch, don't be falling asleep before you work off your rent." Yes, that was the worst. And every time the ignominy would shame Dana to no end. It shouldn't be Dana down there. It should damn well be her fucking sister. The cunt licker extraordinaire. Mack had taken Dana to her sister's school once. Only her sister had moved out of her dorm. If only she could get the information from her parents. However, they weren't on speaking terms anymore, since she'd been disowned for stealing money. And for drugs. They were so stupid. It wasn't like she was addicted. She could quit anytime. Disowned her. The goddamn bastards. Did they disown her sister, little Miss Perfect. Even when she told them that Jill's girlfriend was really a lesbian lover. That perfect little Jillie was a dyke. Mom cried a bit, but once more Jill was all they could talk about. Well, she'd show them. She was paid more than either of her parents. All she had to do was save a little money. Then she'd show them all. "I'm coming. Oh fuck..wait..wait...." Dana looked up at the John with her bright blue eyes and bobbed her head faster and faster. "Not yet." he panted. Dana never let off. She could feel the cock tense up in her mouth as it jerked again and again. The bitter taste of cum filled her mouth. She wasn't a fan, but that was a fifty more bucks in her pocket. Not yet. What a laugh. Time is money asshole, Dana said to herself as she swallowed and wiped her lips with the back of her hand.