Her sister

“I want you to lick Carrie’s delicious cunt” Pamela says.

Millie’s voice is rough and used up. “Mmm...my sister? But she’s away at college.”

You can’t help but notice the reason for Millie’s protest. Not because eating out her sister would be a purely wrong thing to do. But because it wouldn’t be able to happen right now.

Pamela rolls her eyes. “You really are one stupid cunt. She’s right there. Didn’t you see her.”

Both Millie and you look over where Pamela points, in the direction of your girlfriend Carrie. She’s holding the tablet up to her face, covering it. And sister Carrie has positioned her own face in front of the camera, giving the impression that the Carrie in the room has the face of the Carrie far away.

Carrie sits and spreads her legs, hiking up her short, tight dress, revealing her eager dewy slit.

Millie’s face lights up. “Carrie!” She shouts “I want your pussy” and crawls over.

And she buries her face in the twat before her, unquestioningly, you wonder if she understands the illusion that’s happening right now. Or is she so far gone, she thinks the slit on her lips actually belongs to her older sister.

Either way, she attacks it like she’s starved for pussy.

On the screen, sister Carrie closes her eyes and moans. Either she’s rubbing herself or one of those friends of hers is doing the job.

You feel, in a way, like your totally through the sexual looking glass. And you’re not sure how any of you ever get back to reality.

Not that you’re in the slightest bit resistant. You feel your bladder begin to squeeze and decide it’s time for more fun.

Quickly you walk over to the spot where your girlfriend sits, legs spread, while the once innocent Mayor’s daughter sucks on her clit, but only because she’s under the impression that she’s her sister, the one girl whom she admires more than anyone else.

How things have changed

How you have changed. The old you wouldn’t be turned on by what you do next. But the new you can’t wait to point your cock at Carrie’s body and spray your piss so it runs down her beautiful figure into her lap where Millie can slurp it up.

Smiling with pride, Pamela slinks up and nestled her face next to Millie’s

“Tell your sister how much you love tasing her.”

Millie pulls her head up, panting, her mouth and chin glistening with juices. She looks up at the screen “I love your taste.”

“Ask her if she’s proud of her dumb cunt little sister.” Pam rubs herself as she torments her student.

“Are... you proud?” Millie asks, still catching her breath.

“Shut up and keep licking.” Sister Carrie says.

Millie smiles. You’re not sure that she interprets that as pride or not. But her gleaming face is suddenly hit with a wad of spit from Pamela’s mouth to the top of her right eye.

And just like that Millie buried her face in Carrie’s cunt again.

“Now it’s time to make her cum.” Pamela says.

“Yes! Make me cum” sister Carrie says.

And you wonder what your Carrie is thinking about all this. Actually your don’t. You know how much she loves it.

You feel your cock start to stir again. Especially as Pamela keeps talking.

“Remember. Your sister is cumming because you’re debasing yourself. Do you understand?”

“Mmmm” Millie answers.

Carrie’s body shakes.

“No one in the history of sex had ever cum because they respected someone so much. Fuck respect. **** yourself. Do you understand?”

“Mmmmm”

Carrie’s body shudders.

“You’re greatest quality is and will always be your willingness to be a dumb fuck cunt. Do you understand?”

“Mmmm”

Pamela grabs Millie by her filthy, sweaty hair and pulls her face up. “Do you fucking understand?”

“Y....yes”

“Do you?”

“Yes!”

“How dumb are you, you cunt?”

“I don’t... I don’t know.” She tries to pull her head away from Pam and back into Carrie’s sopping wet crotch.

“What’s one plus one?” Pamela’s eyes get wilder and wilder.

“T...two?”

“What’s two plus three?”

“F....five?”

“What’s three plus five plus two?”

“I... I don’t know. Please just let me be dumb and use me.”

And finally Pamela releases Millie’s head which buries itself in the nearest wet pussy, as if there’s some magnetic **** taking hold of it, just in time for a couple licks and the sound of sister Carrie screaming for her life.

Millie rolls away and onto her back, her small chest heaving up and down. The room is a mess. The people in the room are a mess. It smells of sex and depravity. And you’re not sure what comes next.

Carrie puts the tablet down and looks at you with a smile. It’s good to see her pretty face again. Then she looks at her friend Pamela. “Are you happy now?”