She stayed in her room for a long time. She could hear Tish and Harley for a while, and then just the dogs. She wondered what to do. She felt like tossing in the towel and giving up on them and letting her brother and sister make their own ways to hell.
Should she crawl to Alec and beg for his help? Should she just crawl away period? Was there a rich man around as stupid as Harley who would buy them out?
The sun was gone when she got off her bed finally. She had decided nothing-only to try to talk sense to Tish and Harley and try to make them understand the gravity of their situation.
She went down the hallway and stopped in front of Tish's door. She heard a strange moan from the other side of it. She paused and listened again, Harley laughed at the TV downstairs, and she knew he was planted there in front of it for the rest of the night, wearing his goddamn hat.
"Ohhhhh, that's right, baby, that right," Tish moaned softly from behind the door.
Carol flushed. The slut had one of her boy friends in there again, and they were fucking!
She turned away in disgust, then pause and listened again. The sounds brought her mind back to her own pussy, her own need, and her cunt began to pulse and suck inward again, all along its silky, wet channel.
"Mmmm, lick it, honey-lick my pussy!" Tish whispered softly, moaning again. "Ohhhh, like that, baby. Yes! Oh, yes, darling! Mmmm, you're going to make me come! Ohhh, yes, yes! Harder! Deeper! Sink your tongue… Oh! Oh, I'm coming! Charger, I'm coming! Eeeeeeee!"
Carol listened to the sucking sounds, the moaning, the thrashing around. Her scalp tingled, and her cunt throbbed deeply.
Charger!
It can't be really happening!
She sucked in her breath. She heard Tish moan again and again, There was the click of canine nails against the wooden floor, a quiet, whimpering sound.
Carol put her hand on the doorknob and held her breath and felt her heart hammer in her chest. She had to know!
She eased the door open a crack and put her eyes to it. The sounds were louder. Tish kept gasping. There was a wet, slurping sound. Carol couldn't see anything but the dresser in the corner of the room.
She held her breath and opened the door wider and wider until she saw them. Tish sat in her chair, naked, her butt resting on the edge of the seat, her legs spread wide.
She fondled and squeezed and rolled her swollen tits in her dainty hands. Her pussy tipped up and down, rocking and shuddering with each gasp from her slack, heated lips.
Charger stood between her legs, his muzzle buried between her spread thighs. He licked constantly at her flowing, orgasming pussy, his long tongue drilling into her cunt hole, slurping out the honeyed juice he'd developed a taste for.
Carol choked with an audible sound. Tish heard it. She opened her eyes and turned her lovely, mischievous face. She looked right at Carol. She pursed her pretty lips and moaned and then shuddered with another orgasm, her slim body twisting and shaking in the chair.
"Oohhhh, Carol! He's making me come again! Ohhhh, God, what a wonderful cunt-sucker! God! Oh, God! Come on in and close the door! Ohhh, honey, you'll love it!"
Carol watched her young sister drum her feet softly on the floor as her body wrenched with spasms of bliss. She didn't know why she obeyed Tish. It should have been the other way around. She was older; she'd been the parent for all these years. But again, as with too many other times, she did what Tish told her to.
She stepped into the room and closed the door. Charger stopped licking Tish's pussy long enough to glance up and run his long tongue over his chops. He danced excitedly between Tish's legs, clicking his toenails on the floor, then snuffed back against the wet, pink, shaking meat of Tish's pussy.
Carol stood and watched, her eyes wide. She saw the long, flat tongue lick up and down the silky gash. She watched it push the puffy lips aside to get at the core of Tish's horny cunt.
She watched it bathe the strawberry pubes on her sister's twat, lick over her mound, along the soft, inner surfaces of her thighs. Then she shivered with vicarious sensation when it massaged the straining, erect clit at the top of Tish's swollen slit.
"Ohhh, baby, that's enough!" Tish cried weakly. "That's all I can take right now! God, Carol! Four times! Ohhhh, I didn't know I could come four times at once like that! Nobody's ever made me come four times at once before-ever!"
She pushed at Charger's head. The dog didn't want to stop licking. He lapped at her thighs and wrists and hands and charged back between her thighs at every opportunity.
"Carol, help!" Tish laughed. "Get him away, honey!"
Obediently, Carol reached down for Charger. His head whipped around, and his tongue lapped over her face. He whimpered and danced excitedly.
Carol straightened up. She caught the aroma of Tish's cunt juice from the wet streak Charger had left on her face. It was a heady scent. The whole scene was intoxicating. Then, when Charger pushed his snout between her thighs and lapped there at her cutoffs and damp panties underneath, it became downright inebriating.
"Oh, God," she whispered, feeling her cunt throb and pulse and come totally alive again.
"He wants to lick your cunt, Carol," Tish said, a mischievous little smile playing at her lips. "Take off your shorts and lie on the bed and let him eat you out, honey. I promise you, it's the best job you've ever had done on your hot pussy!"
"No… no, I… God, Tish, how could you!"
Tish rose from the chair. Her pointed tits thrust forward and swung tightly on her chest. She approached her older sister, reached out, and put her hands on Carol's hips, standing very close.
"Come on Carol. You've got to be needing it real bad by now. You haven't let Alec fuck his cummy cock in you for nearly a month."
"Shut up! Shut up, you little slut!"
"Baby, you've got to be starving for a big come," Tish went on, ignoring Carol's outburst. She smoothed her dainty hands over Carol's hips and around to her tight buttcheeks, filling her body with terrible sensation.
"Tish, stop!" Carol choked. "Damn you, stop!" It was a watery kind of protest. It made Tish grin even more.
She kneaded the firm flesh of her sister's ass and pushed her naked tits against Carol's blouse. Her green eyes twinkled with lust and mischief.
"Let Charger lick it, Carol," she urged. "He loves licking wet pussy. All you have to do is lie back and let him drink all the honey running out of your wet, flowing pussy. And you'll love it, I promise. You'll come and come, just like I did. Four times, sweetie, and I didn't even have to wiggle."
Carol stammered. She gasped constantly. She couldn't have said anything intelligible if her life had depended on it.
She looked at Charger. She looked at her hot, sexy little sister. She felt her cunt spasm and writhe and send a fresh flood of juice into her panties.
"Ohhhh, God…" she groaned helplessly.
Chapter 7
She let Tish lead her with an arm about her waist, her legs feeling stiff and rubbery at the same time. Her mouth was partially open and slack-lipped. She turned around dutifully when they reached Tish's bed.
Tish pushed close to her and ran her dainty hands up and down Carol's thighs, feeling her, teasing her even more, heating her.
"Ohhhh, Tish, what're you doing!" Carol moaned, watching the hands stroke sensation through her thighs and ass. "Tish, you're a girl. You shouldn't be feeling me up that way. You're my sister! Ohhh, stop playing with my pussy like that, Tish!"
Tish's hands were gentle and dainty, her fingers were nimble and terribly exciting-shamefully exciting, the way they teased around the edges of Carol's shorts and pinched at her swollen cunt lips underneath the fabric.