Chapter 7

EATING SISTER INTO SUBMISSION

My Tuesday nights were a real blast of come. I was enjoying myself immensely. And making more money in one evening than I had been was a great consolation. For, always in the back of my mind was the constant reminder that my dear sister Margeen had wiped me clean. I had to make it up right away. I absolutely had to.

What to do to get even with her was also constantly eating at my pride ... I knew that if only I could think of it, there was a perfect solution. Surely I was no dumber than Margeen, and she'd certainly worked out a slick trick on me.

Then, several weeks of making it with Lilly gave me a bright idea. I thought of it right in the middle of one of our sessions, where, after Brad and Brett literally fucked my brains out, Lilly was eating me into paradise.

It was so simple! I would get a hold of Margeen and screw her virgin pussy every way but loose. I would make such an addict out of her, she would not only never tell on me, she would end up paying me good money for the wonderful treatments.

The thought of eating pussy didn't really turn me on, because I still didn't like girls. And I hated Margeen with a double barreled passion. But I knew it was the perfect way to put her in her place once and for all. I wouldn't even need to waste any of my profitable nights. Or so much as leave the house. I could sock it to her on the nights I didn't babysit.

I was so elated with the idea once it came to me, and at the same time so in heat with the masterful job Lilly was doing on me, that I squeezed my legs, clamping my pussy muscles so tightly on Lilly's tongue she let go to screech. But she quickly came panting back to finish me off. Good old Lilly had taught me a lot. And had given me tremendous pleasure. Maybe when I split the scene with Lilly, I would turn Margeen over to her as a consolation prize.

The next night, Wednesday, was one of my nights at home. Mom was home too, but she went to bed early. She always closed her bedroom door, and she slept as sound as a clod. Besides, she trusted her precious Margeen explicitly. I figured if Margeen told her I came into her room to borrow something, Mom would believe her, if she caught us with my head buried all the way inside her baby's puss. At least I hoped so.

Anyway, I waited until Mom had been in bed for about forty-five minutes. Margeen was in her bed, propped up on her pillows listening to the radio and doing some homework. My sister cared no more for me than I did for her. And she'd certainly proved she had no scruples about cutting me down to size. So, taking all of this into consideration, I'd worked out my tactics very carefully.

I would catch her unaware and get to her so quickly she wouldn't have time to object. And then she wouldn't want to! I had my mind made up to that. My little sister would soon have her panting pussy wrapped around my little finger, begging for a frequent tongue job.

She looked up at me when I came into her room. But she didn't speak. I had closed the door behind me. I sat down on the side of the bed near the night light so I could quickly switch it off at the right moment. I felt my chances of breaking her in would be better in the dark. And also, if Mom should come into the room, she couldn't see.

"Margeen," I said softly. "I need your advice about something very important."

"Why the hell would you want my advice?" she spat at me. She turned her book over on her knees, and looked at me suspiciously.

"Because you are the only one I can turn to. I can't tell anyone else but you." I deliberately whispered, instead of speaking out loud.

"My god! If you're pregnant, Mom will skin you alive and have you for dinner," she told me rather matter-of-factly.

"It's nothing like that. I'm not that stupid. Can I turn the light out?" I asked. And as I inquired, I reached up under the shade and turned the switch.

"Is it that bad?" she whispered eagerly. Now she was caught up in the intrigue.

"It isn't bad at all," I assured her, still speaking very quietly. "In fact, it's sort of beautiful. I've been thinking about it for a long time."

"Thinking about what?"

"Oh God," I stammered...."now that I've finally worked up the nerve to come to you ... I DON'T KNOW HOW TO TELL YOU." I spoke with what I smugly felt was just the right amount of desperation. As I talked, I slowly leaned down on the bed next to Margeen, propping my face on my fist. "You just have to understand," I pleaded with a final dramatic outburst.

"Understand what? I've never seen you like this Tiger. You're always so sure of yourself."

"It's something I can't help. Something that would mean as much to you as to me. If you will just give me a chance to show you. Then I know you will feel just as I do," I assured her.

While I was talking, I quickly pulled the blanket down off her nude body. Margeen had never slept in anything but her birthday suit, which helped me move faster now. I couldn't giver her time to say no, before I had her hooked.

She still had her knees up. I pushed one knee aside and with the same movement I instantly rested my face against her yellow silken covered cunt, and jammed my tongue into the warm slit and was instantly wiggling with speed. (

Startled, she gasped. Or maybe she wasn't exactly startled, but merely surprised at me doing such a thing to her. Because she gasped, just as I always do when a tongue first gets me. And then she gave a quick jerk of the butt. But she didn't yell, or cuss me, or try to get away.

I gave her clit a fast job. I wanted to show her how fantastic it is to be properly eaten, before she had a chance to say no. I licked and rubbed, fast, then slow, then fast again. I spread her cunt lips with my fingers and got my tongue in deeper, and gave her a good deep job.

Right away I had her going. "Oh!" she kept saying. "NO!"

"OH! Don't. Stop. You can't do this. Oh please. Why are you doing this Tiger?" But all the time she made her verbal protest, she wiggled her ass and pushed her eager pussy closer against my tongue and literally begged for more.

Which she got. I didn't leave her until her little ol' cunt was throbbing with spasms. I had precious, spoiled Margeen where I wanted her. From now on she would be waiting in her bed, her legs already spread in anticipation. Yes. The pink of her pussy would be peaking and bleating at me. Begging me.

There was only one slight hitch. Margeen got so carried away, she made so much noise I was afraid Mom would wake up and catch us in the act. After all, I hadn't forgotten that fateful night with Daddy.

So, no matter how much she begged, which she was doing in no time, I told her 'no more' unless Mom was out of the house. This actually didn't present too much of a problem. Mom was usually always gone when I was at home.

When sister and I were alone, and I didn't have to worry about Margeen's noisy reactions giving us away, I could really work her over. I sucked her firm little upward tilted nipples until the buds were so hard I thought they would break off. This part of sex didn't do much for me. I would rather be the recipricant, and have the good job done on my own boobs. But it drove Margeen wild. It made her beg and plead for me to dive on down to her pussy. It made her my slave.

Cocks were my specialty. So eating cunt was strange at first. But female come is sweeter, really tastes better than male cum. And I got a great bang out of making putty of Margeen. In fact, the enjoyment of the sex we had grew on me little by little, until after, I would go into my own bed and play with myself fast and furious until I would come so violently, I didn't have the strength to come again.

This was a finished feeling I could give myself, that even fucking the best cock in the world, or being eaten by the most expert pussy chomper couldn't do for me.

When I had Margeen definitely meewing and purring in tune to my command, I decided I might as well get my fill out of our twosome. So I taught her to eat my pussy. Actually she seemed to already know how. But why not? I thought. Cunt lapping comes as naturally as sucking a tit ... like fucking does. How can you lose? You begin, and you aren't likely to stop until you're good and done.

For a steady month I catered to her so constantly she thought she was just one big live red hot pussy walking around. Then, abruptly I deliberately avoided Margeen like the plague. One night I had the flu. The next time I knew Mom was to be at a meeting, and saw Margeen look at me hopefully when Mom said so, I asked if I could do some extra babysitting.

Margeen looked daggers through me, and I gloated inwardly. She thought I was throwing her throbbing cunt over for some guy's red hot poker. But what could she say? She couldn't tattle that I really didn't babysit. And she sure couldn't say what she really wanted was for me to 'sit' her baby twat.

I left the house before Mom, so Margeen wouldn't have a chance to say a word to me. I wanted her to lie there alone and wait for me. I knew she would get all worked up worrying about whether I would show up at all before Mom returned.

I fooled around at the shopping center near our house for almost two hours. Then I Went home and went straight to my room and got undressed for bed. The second I turned my light out, Margeen came to me.

"You can't go out with guys on Wednesday nights like this," she whined. "Wednesday is my night. It's not fair." While she was talking, she sat down on my bed, feeling for my love nest with her fingers. "Please don't do it anymore."

"Not fair?" I said in mock surprise. I turned on my side so she couldn't get her fingers in my ever ready slit. "Actually it's your fault I have to go out on Wednesdays Margeen. All of my hard earned bread is gone, thanks to you. I found a new guy, and I will be working extra for quite some time.

"And let me tell you, he is a banger! He thinks a pussy is a base drum to beat at a steady rhythm until the whole damned parade is over. After balling him for two hours I don't have any strength or desire left for you sister. I'm beat."

"But I've waited two hours. Mom may not go out again this week ... not on the nights you aren't baby sitting. Baby sitting, my ass!" she corrected herself angrily. "Fucking goddamn men you mean."

"Surely you're not jealous. I give you sexual pleasure because I want to. I only fuck them for bread."

That softened her a little. But she wasn't about to give up. Her twinging cunt wouldn't let her. "Please Tiger. Just a few minutes. Make me come a few times ... even once."

"I told you after the screwing I just got...."

"I'll get you the money you would make on Wednesday nights," she interrupted me. "I promise. I'll give you all of the cash I have in my bank ... sort of to pay you back. And then, whatever it is you make, I'll give you the equal amount if you will give me Wednesdays for sure."

"Not if Mom is home. I told you that already. You scream like a banshee."

"I can't help it. It's all those things you do to me. I almost lose my mind. Especially when you slowly tease my clit with your tongue. Oh please, will you? I'll get my money now."

"How much do you have?"

"Sixty-three dollars."

"Crap. That's peanuts to what you stole from me," I told her coldly.

"I told you I will make payments every week," she promised, wiggling her insatiable ass all over the bed.

"Okay, go bring me the money. If you will continue to pay me back at five dollars a session, I'll stay home on the Wednesday's Mom is away," I bargained.

She brought me the money and immediately laid down beside me again. Curling her body up against me, she took my hand and jammed my fingers into her panting pussy. I gave her the treatment of a good finger job to heat her up good. Then I withdrew and turned away. "Not tonight Margeen, I already told you, I'm too tired. Next Wednesday we'll start."

"You goddam bitch," she yelled. She leaped from my bed and ran to her own room.

"Screw yourself little sister," I said. But I said it silently to myself. She got the point. I didn't have to say it aloud. "Just don't ever screw me up again."

More content than I'd been since the night I lost Daddy, I turned over and slept like a baby full of warm milk.