My Sister Made Me Ch. 05

"Fuck! You're so damn tight," he groaned, sliding deeply into her again.

"God, Dane," she groaned. "What the fuck are you doing?"

He didn't answer, but continued to pull back and push forwards on her incredibly sexy hips, his cock sliding deeply into and out of her each time. He leaned forwards and kissed her shoulder, his cock deep inside her pussy. She turned her face and looked at him, surprise mixed with passion and erotic intensity.

"You're going to make me cum," she groaned. "Don't stop," she begged, turning back around and putting both hands on the tile wall to brace herself against him. "Fuck me harder."

He smiled and began to pound into her quickly, his cock slamming home, their hips slapping loudly in the shower.

She cried out once in pleasure, glancing back as her eyes rolled back in her head and her mouth hung open.

"God, Alex you feel so fucking good," he said, feeling her pussy clamp down as she tried to squeak out a few words but she wasn't able to speak. Finally, the dam broke and she gasped in pleasure, going limp and letting him continue fucking his cock into her cunt. Eventually she slipped down to sit in the shower. He smiled, seeing how much pleasure she was in.

"What the hell was that?" she asked still quivering on the floor. Then, she looked up and spat out, "I'm not Alex you fucking idiot!"

Dane turned white and stepped back. "I... oh... but... fuck..."

Toni panted on the floor of the shower, trying to catch her breath from her powerful orgasm.

"I... you... Alex..." he stammered.

She sighed. Collecting herself, she pushed to her feet and looked at him incredulously.

"You fucking idiot," she said, slapping his shoulder. "Why didn't you fucking check first?"

He stammered again before he shook his head. "I did! I opened the door to your room and saw you sitting there!"

Toni covered her mouth and doubled over laughing. "You really can't tell us apart?"

He sighed, lowering his gaze. "I fucking guess not! Why the hell didn't you stop me?"

She smirked and looked up at him. "Well, I would have if I was able to speak!" He looked at her with serious doubt on his face. "I kind of tried," she said, snickering and shrugging.

He raised an eyebrow and started to open the door to step out, but she smirked and reached forwards, grasping his cock pulling him forwards.

"This big bastard rendered me speechless," she said, pulling him back towards her with a naughty grin. "Fuck that was intense."

He looked at her, confused for a moment. "You're not pissed?"

She shivered, reeling from an orgasm aftershock and managed to shake her head. "I mean, I thought it was weird when Alex told me about you guys flirting, but I guess she had you more worked up than I realized! You haven't fucked her have you?"

He shook his head and glanced down. "Toni," he said. "You're stroking me."

She smiled and nodded. "I was surprised at first," she said. "But then I felt how good your dick was and knew I better shut my mouth or you'd take it away."

He shook his head, seemingly coming to his senses and stepping back. "Wait, wait, wait," he said. "What the hell did I just do?"

"You just fucked the hell out one of your little sisters," she said, sliding forwards and taking his cock back into her hand. "I want more."

He shook his head, trying to open the door. She stopped him by turning around and presenting herself for him.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his knees growing weak at the sight of her proffered rump.

"Do it if you're going to, before I lose my nerve," she said, biting her lip. "You've already been in me, what's a little more? You still need to cum, right?" she asked.

He smiled, not believing his luck, and grabbed both of her hips, sliding briefly across her slit before pushing in.

"God... damnit," she moaned. "That's a really big dick."

He smiled, marveling at how tight she was again, and began to slowly fuck his cock in and out of her. Running one hand up her back, he moved it around and roughly grasped her breast.

Again he started to fuck slowly in and out of her, causing her to quickly start to whimper in pleasure. Looking back lustily at him, she groaned and nodded. "Please fuck me," she begged. "Please make me cum again."

He gripped her hips roughly, causing her head to droop as he began to power into her. Slaps of flesh on flesh filled the shower for several minutes as she whimpered in pleasure.

"God," she moaned. "You just stepped in here and took what you wanted, didn't you?" she asked. "I didn't have a choice. You stole my tight little pussy and claimed it for your own. My own brother."

He groaned at her lewd words and nodded, agreeing with what she was saying.

"You knew I'd fall in love with this big fucking dick of yours, didn't you?" she asked. "You knew that I'd keep wanting it. Now, I bet you'll try and keep it from me, won't you."

He smiled, still sawing his dick in and out of her drenched pussy.

"Now, you're going to cum inside your little sister, aren't you? You're going to fill my pussy with your cum and make me your own little sex slave, aren't you?"

He groaned, nodding in agreement.

"Fuck," she moaned, her orgasm rippling up and down his cock and pushing him over the edge.

"God," he groaned, his own orgasm slamming into him. "Fuck..."

"Oh yes!" she cried. "Fill me up! Fuck...fuck...fuck..."

Dane groaned as his cock-head swelled and burst deeply into her, warm streams of cum shooting into her quivering and convulsing pussy. Whimpers of pleasure erupted from her lips with each impact of his hips, spraying his warm cum deep inside her womb. Finally slowing, he thrust once more, reveling in the way her pussy was still hugging his cock. Spent, he stumbled back and steadied himself on the shower as she continued to cum, writhing for a few more seconds under the stream of water.

Finally, the reality of what had happened between the two set in, and he quickly left the shower without a word.

Swearing to himself, he went to his room and sat on his bed, wondering just what the hell had he done.

*****

Sam

Sam had called Keith as soon as she was in the car on the way home and made an excuse not to see him tonight. She'd felt rotten for lying to him, but too much had happened. She crawled into bed that night and lay staring at the ceiling for several hours playing what had happened over and over in her mind.

Had Pastor Dan lied to her, she wondered? He said that he hadn't wanted to lie to her anymore, hadn't he?

She sighed, slapping the bed in irritation. She closed her eyes, clearing the jumbled thoughts from her mind.

"Let's go over it," she said to no one. "We'll make a list."

She sat up and slid out of bed. Walking over to her desk, she pulled out a pad of paper and a pen, sitting down and drawing two columns. She nodded and wrote Pro and Con above the two columns.

She played the past couple of months back in her mind and got a clear image of what had happened in her mind. For the next hour or so, she wrote out the pros and cons of what had happened and what they were asking of her.

Looking at the list, she smiled and looked over it.

"Pros," she said. "I saved someone's marriage!" That seemed paramount to her, but she'd written more to be thorough. "Two, I have to admit that it was really fun." The thought made her blush, but she'd promise herself that she would be honest if she was going to decide if she was going to help Pastor Dan and his wife.

"Three, they'll be teaching me new things!" She hated to admit it, but that thought really intrigued her. She knew that she was getting turned on and that she'd enjoyed what Pastor Dan's wife had done to her, and she knew too that she wanted to do it again.

"Four, ..." she blushed, unwilling to say it. Sure, she enjoyed the way it tasted when Pastor Dan released into her mouth when she was helping him, but that didn't mean that she enjoyed actually admitting it! She'd simply drawn a smiley face in the space next to where she wrote the number four.

"Five," she said, shaking her head and moving on quickly. "I trust Pastor Dan." She paused, thinking about that last one for a few minutes. Did she though? That kind of hinged on the first Con that she'd listed.

She glanced over at the other column. She'd only written two answers.

"One," she whispered. "God might be angry with me." She nodded, knowing that she had real trouble with that one.

"Two," she said. "Pastor Dan might have lied to me." She sighed, rubbing her temples. If Pastor Dan had lied to her, God might grow angry with her actions and abandon her. If he was telling the truth, then she was in no danger. It was a vicious loop, and she didn't really know what to do.

Sighing, she put the list in her desk and closed the drawer. Stepping back over to her bed, she slid in quietly and thought back over what had happened again. She kept coming back to her first example in the pro column. Amanda had said that Sam had saved their marriage! She'd said that Sam was integral to helping them further. How could she say no to that! Pastor Dan had possibly misled her, but he hadn't outright lied, she supposed.

Smiling to herself, she realized she had her answer. She sighed happily, looking forward to letting them know.

Monday, she had to work lunch and dinner, and was exhausted by the time she came home. Tuesday she had a shorter shift, and so she made it up to Keith by giving him an extra-long make-out session at home. He'd loved and sucked on her breasts so much that she thought she might get sore.

Wednesday, she'd worked a lunch shift and then went to church service. Excited to see Pastor Dan and his wife, she could barely wait and kept checking her watch. After rushing home from work and changing, she headed up to church and went in.

Seeing Amanda, she suddenly grew nervous and thought about leaving. Amanda saw her wavering though, and came over to her.

"Samantha," she said, smiling sweetly. "You need to come and sit by me today," she said.

Sam smiled. "Miss Amanda!" she said. "It's so good to see you!"

They made idle chit chat for a minute before Sam followed her up to where she sat watching her husband minister to his flock. As Sam beamed up at Pastor Dan, she noticed Amanda moving surreptitiously closer to her, until their bare knees were touching. Sliding her hand beside her, Amanda's warm touch caused Sam's eyes to widen. She glanced down and saw that she'd simply tucked her skirt in a little.

Smiling, Amanda glanced over at Sam and winked. Visions of her on her knees filled Sam's head, and she suddenly wanted the taste of Pastor Dan's cum in her mouth. She admonished herself silently and reminded herself that this was helping them. It wasn't about her desires.

She inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly, drawing a knowing smile from Amanda. She looked back up and immediately wished she could be just sucking him off right now, silently wishing church service would hurry up.

Feeling like a terrible Christian, she silently admonished herself and forced herself to focus. Miss Amanda reached down then to scratch at her knee and ran a single finger along Sam's leg.

Closing her eyes at the electric touch, Sam focused on breathing again. Amanda snickered beside her and looked back up at her husband.

After service, Amanda pulled Sam after her and headed to Pastor Dan's office. Dan quickly shut the door behind him and ushered the two into his inner office, shutting that door as well.

"Samantha," he said, smiling. "Have you made your decision?"

She nodded. "I've thought about it long and hard," she said. "I considered all the options, and even made a list of pros and cons."

Amanda smiled, beckoning her to sit on the couch next to her.

Sam smiled and sat down, quickly noticing how close Amanda sat to her.

"At first, I was worried that Pastor Dan had lied to me, and that God would be upset with me. I thought that I had been a bad girl, and that I needed punishing," she said.

Dan nodded, listening quietly.

"But then I looked back at my list of pros, which there were more of," she added. "I kept coming back to the first one. You guys said that I helped save your marriage."

Amanda smiled. "You didn't help sweetheart, you saved our marriage. Without you, we would be divorced by now."

"And sweetheart, God doesn't judge every little decision you make. He understands that we're human and we have needs and desires. If you truly feel that he's angry with you, all you have to do is ask for forgiveness!" Dan smiled and waited for her to respond.

She nodded. "That's the conclusion that I ultimately came to. I'm so happy to have been able to help you guys in your time of need, what kind of Christian would I be if I didn't continue to do so?"

Amanda hugged her then, squealing in excitement. Sam keenly felt the older woman's breasts pushing into her own and closed her eyes, trying to contain her arousal.

"You also have to accept it as a chance to learn new things, angel," Pastor Dan said. "Amanda?" he asked with a glance.

She nodded and smiled. "We've got a few things for you," she said, reaching for a bag that her husband was offering her.

Sam smiled.

"Think of this as sort of a contract," Amanda said, reaching in and pulling out a small length of fabric.

Sam looked up at her curiously as Amanda reached out and placed it in her hand.

"It's a choker," she explained. "You wear it around your neck."

"Thank you," Sam said politely, smiling at the two. She didn't quite understand the gift, but moved to put it in her pocket.

Dan moved around and took the choker from her hand. "From now on, if you want to continue to help us, you'll need to wear this or the other one that we bought for you."

Amanda lifted it out. It was larger and looked like an actual dog collar.

Sam looked at them, confused.

"When you put it on," he said, lifting the choker and fastening it around her neck, "you're accepting that my wife and I are in command. You will do what we ask of you, without question or hesitation."

Sam raised an eyebrow.

"Sweetheart," Amanda said. "This just means that you'll be able to help us more. When we ask you to do something, you can't second guess it because you're young and new to things. Do you trust us?"

Sam nodded immediately. "Of course I do!"

"Good," Amanda said. "You are an incredibly beautiful and sexy young woman, but you have a lot to learn. This is just an easier way of facilitating that."

Sam nodded and concentrated for a moment, thinking about what this could possibly entail.

"Just know that we won't ever hurt you, and we will stop if you think things are going too far or too fast," Amanda said.

Sam smiled. "You will?"

She nodded. "Think of the collar this way," she said, sitting down on the other side. "Let's pretend that when you put this on, you become a different person."

She looked at her curiously.

"Samantha is this nice, well-behaved Christian girl that we all know and that would never do anything like give her Pastor a blowjob," Amanda said, causing Samantha to blush in embarrassed silence.

"But Sam, now Sam is not a good girl. Sam is a little bit of a naughty girl," she continued.

Sam smiled slightly, looking up at her.

"There she is," Amanda said with a wink. "Sam is the type of girl that would let her Pastor tie her to a chair and stick his cock in her mouth," she said. "She's the type of girl that would let me lick her pussy." Amanda smiled at her and Sam couldn't help but cover her mouth to hide her own.

"Sam is a girl that I might have to watch out for," she said. "Sam... will do whatever we want her to. Won't she?"

Sam looked up then and smiled. "She definitely will!" She covered her mouth, having been surprised by the outburst and causing the other two to laugh.

"Now," Amanda said. "Do you have any questions?"

Sam thought carefully for a moment.

"What types of things am I going to learn, and what are you expecting me to do for you?" she asked.

"First," Amanda said. "We're not going to be doing much up here anymore, at least after Church. You'll have to meet us at our house. We thought we might expand things to other locales."

"Okay," Sam said.

"As for the rest... you'll just have to trust us and wait and see," she said. "What I can say is that you will definitely enjoy yourself. You'll get to suck my husband's cock some more, and you'll be expected to branch out and do other things."

She nodded in response.

"Just remember that if you want to stop, all you have to do is ask," Pastor Dan said.

Sam smiled and then looked at the two of them. "Are you going to teach me anything tonight?" she asked.

Pastor Dan smiled and shrugged. "What do you think, honey?"

Amanda grinned and nodded. "Let's tie her up again."

Sam felt her panties grow damp and fought to control the excitement that was swelling inside her.

"On your knees," Amanda said, looking at her.

Sam giggled and slid to the floor.

"Say yes Mistress," Dan told her.

Sam looked up at him curiously.

"Say it!" he said loudly.

"It's all part of the game, sweetheart," Amanda assured her.

"Yes, Mistress," Sam said, feeling positively silly.

Pastor Dan caressed her cheek and she was surprised to find that she it made her feel good that he was pleased.

He turned and went to his closet, pulling out the odd contraption that she'd been strapped to the last time. Bringing it out in the outer office, he set it on the ground and then went back in to where they were waiting.

"On your hands and knees, crawl over to the device," Amanda said.

"Okay," Sam said.

"We need a paddle," Dan said then, with disappointed sigh.

"Yes, Mistress," Sam said, remembering what they'd just told her.

Amanda smiled. "Good girl." She glanced up at Dan. "Be patient, my love. She's learning." Standing, she moved over and stood next to her husband as Sam watched.

Feeling more than a little silly, Sam leaned forwards and crawled on the floor towards the device that he'd set out. Moving around her, Amanda went and made sure the outer office door was locked before turning and watching.

Slowly, so as not to hurt herself, Sam crawled forwards as a dog might. She glanced up and saw that Pastor Dan had an erection and was stroking it. She smiled, feeling how delightfully squishy her panties had become. She shook the thoughts from her head and focused on what she was doing.

This isn't for your benefit, you bad girl!" she thought quietly.

"Now," Amanda said. "Without moving from that position, strip down to your panties only."

Sam nodded, but then silently admonished herself. "Yes, Mistress," she said.

"Good girl," Dan said, still stroking his cock.

Sam moved back to just her knees and took her shirt and bra off. She saw Amanda move closer and then was a little surprised when she reached down and gently pulled at Sam's nipple.

"This is for their pleasure, tramp," she swore silently. "Not yours!" Sam closed her eyes, fighting back the feelings swirling inside her.

Reaching down, she hesitated for a moment, but then quickly began to pull the skirt that she was wearing down. She had to work to lift one knee and then the other, but she soon got free of it and tossed it aside.

"From now on," Dan said. "Amanda will be selecting the underwear you'll be wearing."

Sam nodded, then added, "Yes, Mistress."

He chuckled. "Master," he corrected.

Sam blushed. "Of course," she said, rolling her eyes. "I'm such a dunce sometimes. Yes, Master," she said, feeling silly.

"God, you are so sexy," Amanda said, pulling her forwards and onto the cushioned chair.

Sam smiled at her as she moved over the device, letting Amanda get her strapped in. Dan came over then with the blindfold and the arm cuffs and helped get her ready.