My Sister Made Me Ch. 20

As she rode the wave of pleasure, she caressed Danielle's head affectionately, hoping for the pleasure to never stop. She'd noticed movement between her left thigh and Duncan's waist and had figured that he was jerking himself off. She began to realize that it was Danielle, amazingly pleasuring both of them at the same time.

Sam felt her orgasm waning, though Danielle didn't stop for several minutes after it had subsided. When she did, the bubbly blonde popped her head up and around Sam's thigh, immediately starting to suck on Duncan's ridiculous cock.

She'd been about to move over to where Kara and Kelly were watching it all when Danielle stopped and urged Sam's thigh up higher. Duncan must have sensed what she was trying to do and moved for her, positioning himself so that he was aligned perfectly.

"That's it, Daddy!" Danielle said, her cheeks wet with the remnants of cum and Sam's glistening arousal. "I want to slurp her yummy little pussy while you fuck her again!"

Sam whimpered in defeat, looking at Kara and Kelly for support as Duncan gently began to thrust his cock inside. She felt Danielle's hand when it brushed against her, though the young woman was clearly trying to guide him in and out.

"Oh... Goooood!" Sam cried suddenly, feeling Danielle's tongue on her clit as Duncan slid fully into her. "OH MY FUCKING GOD!"

Danielle giggled but didn't stop as Duncan started gently, methodically fuck his cock in and out of her.

"You said you needed it, right?" Kara said quietly, reaching out and caressing Sam's cheek.

"Oh... fuck... not... complaining... guh..."

Sam barely managed to stammer out a few words, her body relishing the flood of pleasure that began to fill her again.

"Might... die... today," she said weakly, her eyes rolling back in her head as Danielle moaned at her pussy.

"Such a yummy pussy too," Danielle said. "I might have to eat this all day long, Daddy."

Sam whimpered weakly in defeat.

Twenty minutes and several orgasms later, Sam finally grabbed Danielle by the hair and forcefully pulled her up, clamping her arms around the young vixen and kissing her fiercely. Predictably, she felt the fingers of the young woman slowly sliding into her poor, tired pussy.

"Fuuuuuck," Sam whined, her hand moving up and latching around Danielle's throat. "P...ple...ase... st...t...t..top... m...m...m...makinggg... m...me... c...cum."

Danielle giggled, her fingers sliding deep inside, pumping relentlessly.

Sam gave up again, relaxing and letting Danielle free as the seemingly insatiable young woman slid another finger inside and started to rub them against her g-spot. This was Sam's life now, to be driven insane by innumerable orgasms provided by a hyperactive blonde sex demon.

All at once she was gone, and Sam barely registered that Duncan had yanked the crazy creature away.

"Danielle, you're going to be in trouble if you don't stop."

Duncan's words sounded stern, but she could hear the tittering, playful laugh of the young woman.

It was several minutes before Sam was able to form coherent thoughts again, much less speak. She saw that everyone, save for Danielle, was still in bed with her. The three were apparently discussing the night before, though Sam was still very much recovering and was barely registering what they were saying.

"It was fun, I thought," Duncan said.

"Well, the stripper was definitely a professional," Kelly said. "I felt like such a fool when I got up and tried to learn and do what she did."

Sam realized that they were talking about the evening before.

"I thought you looked hot," he replied. "I couldn't believe the new lady got up there either."

"Right?" Kara commented. "Both her and her husband seemed to really gel with the rest of us. Not to mention that neither of them were shy in the least."

"Yeah, they seem to be our kind of people," Kelly agreed. "She seemed really taken with our Duncan."

"Isn't every woman taken with him when they first meet him?" Kara pointed out.

"She did stuff with all the other guys too," Duncan commented.

"Well," she cut in, "I got to talk to her husband at one point and he mentioned that she and he were just getting back into swinging and that he'd expected her to go a little crazy. I'm sure that she's the reason that Sam only had Duncan and the other guy visit. His wife made it a point to swallow a load of cum from each one of the men in the group."

"Interesting," Duncan said. "What... uh... what did he do again? Doctor of some kind, right?"

"I forget what Ed said, but they're colleagues, so... I assume..." Kara stopped short as Sam stirred and moved slowly into a sitting position.

"Are you doing alright?" Duncan asked.

She nodded weakly.

"Danielle's not here, is she?"

"We sent her to her room," Kelly said with a giggle.

"Good," Sam said, drawing more laughs.

She turned and saw that it was getting late in the morning and new that she better get home.

"I should get going," she muttered.

"You're welcome to stay, sugar," Kara said. "We're probably just going to be in bed fucking all day."

That did sound fun, but she knew that her folks might be freaking out since she didn't come home. She'd left her phone in the car as well, so she wouldn't have heard any calls or texts.

"As fun as that would be, I really should get going," she sighed.

"That's okay, hun," Kelly purred. "We just wanted to make sure you knew you had a choice."

She smiled and kissed both women, then Duncan before sliding off the bed and starting to look around the room for her things.

"Hopefully next weekend you'll have more guys come to the door," Kara said. "And I'll try and see if Ed and I can come up with a way for the girls to take advantage of your skills, if that's okay."

Sam nodded and smiled over at her. "Definitely. I'll give some more thought to just coming out of the room and joining you guys as well."

"Even if you don't, I'm sure that more guys will want to take pleasure in your skills next time. I saw the new guy enjoying it. He looked like he was on cloud nine, and his wife clearly enjoyed seeing him like that."

"Oh, for sure," Kelly agreed. "If nothing else, they'll be back to enjoy our talented Sam. But then again, everyone enjoys her."

"God, can you blame them?" Kara asked. "It's like you've got a magical tongue. Like..."

"Like it's electrified or something," Kelly said. "Instant tingles and pleasure when you do what you do."

Sam grinned happily, basking in the praise as she continued getting dressed. "You keep calling them the new guy and new girl. Do y'all keep it anonymous at first?"

"No," Kelly replied. "I just don't remember their names."

"Me either," Kara agreed. "It was..."

"Carla?" Kelly suggested. "Carla right? Colleen?"

"No," Kara said, frowning as Sam put her bra on then started to pull on her shirt.

Duncan finished relieving himself and emerged from the bathroom.

"What are you trying to figure out?" he asked, heading over to the dresser and pulling out a pair of underwear.

"The newbies last night," Kelly said. "It was Ca... Candace... Candy... no... Ca... something... and..."

"You two," Duncan said, shaking his head and rolling his eyes.

Sam had just then finished getting dressed and slid socks on both of her feet. Reaching over, she slid her shoes on just as Duncan began to speak.

"It was Claire," he continued. "Claire and Marcus."

Sam froze, feeling her heart starting to hammer in her chest.

"Yes!" Kelly said, snapping her fingers. "That's it!"

Things began to fall into place then as the other voices in the room began to trail off into the background. Everything coalesced all at once and Sam knew what must have happened.

Marcus and Claire.

The names appeared in her head, great big letters pounding against her skull.

Marcus and Claire.

She remembered how incredible the hot flesh of his cock felt plunging through her lips and into her throat.

Marcus and Claire.

She'd taken a selfie with his gorgeously huge dick. It was still sitting in her phone for the world to see at this very moment.

Marcus and Claire.

She remembered how she'd ravenously sucked his cock and drank down his cum. The warm, gooey succulence oozing around her mouth and coating her tongue before she swallowed it down.

Marcus and Claire.

She recalled how incredible his cum had tasted on her tongue and how she'd begged for it not to end. The delicious flavor of the substance was still fresh in her mind.

Marcus and Claire.

She thought back to how she'd whorishly backed up and taken him inside her aching pussy, and how she'd silently wished for him to fill her up with his spunk.

Marcus and Claire.

She remembered Dr. Sanderson from the other day, talking on the phone with his doctor friend. He'd mentioned the name, "Big Mac".

Mac. Slang for Marcus.

Marcus and Claire... Andresani.